Sweet sleeping Jamie.
Our little hunter. Love the tongue. He didn't do it on purpose, he doesn't know what it means just yet so it was still cute! :)
Me and my kids. 
At the park picking up rocks to throw. 
Jamie at the park hanging out. 
Saturday, September 12, 2009
More later....
No time to write but time for a few pics. Love, AM.
Sweet sleeping Jamie.
Our little hunter. Love the tongue. He didn't do it on purpose, he doesn't know what it means just yet so it was still cute! :)
Me and my kids.
At the park picking up rocks to throw.
Jamie at the park hanging out.
Sweet sleeping Jamie.
Our little hunter. Love the tongue. He didn't do it on purpose, he doesn't know what it means just yet so it was still cute! :)Me and my kids. At the park picking up rocks to throw. Jamie at the park hanging out.
Friday, September 4, 2009
Summer Night at the Park
We went to our favorite park tonight to play and have a picnic dinner. It was such a beautiful summer night and the park was beautiful and serene. Pete was so happy running around exploring and learning about nature with is dad. I sat back with my little girl watching my boys enjoy each other and the world around them. Here are a few pictures. MI is finally giving us a few nice summer days of sun and warmth and we are determined to enjoy every last one of them.
Video Jamie One Day Old
Video of Jamie one day old in the hospital.
Vidoe Jamie 3 weeks old. Grunting, yawning, stretching, smiling, sleeping.
Vidoe Jamie 3 weeks old. Grunting, yawning, stretching, smiling, sleeping.
Video of Pete Unloading the Dishwasher
Pete loves to help unload the dishwasher. Here he is putting all the utensils in the drawer. Watch how focused he is.
New Pics
Pete and the pups. Right before I took this picture Pete was laying on top of Serra. 
Pete and his sister hanging out while I get ready.
A boy after my own heart. Well, not really. I wish he didn't eat like me but the boy loves his carbs and sweets. The only thing different from his diet and mine is he doesn't eat very much.
Me and my sweet babies. Whenever I am holding Jamie Pete isn't far away.
Pete likes to brush his teeth while sitting in the swing. And his new thing is to zip his pajamas down. We call him Elvis.
Pete's new hat. Daddy's Lil Huntin' Buddy.
Afternoon at Craigs Cruisers with ITT. Let's just say it was the coldest round of mini golf I have ever played. Pete loved it. Him and dad would hit the balls down the green then Pete would run and grab them all and put them all in the hole, make sure you saw, then get them all out and go to the next hole. Can't wait to go again with him someday, when it is not raining and warmer.
Learning to tee off with dad.
Lunch at Arby's the day Katie left to go home. She loved the "tutu" outfit Jamie was wearing with the ruffle on her bum. So sad to see Katie leave, we had a wonderful summer together as a family. Pete will miss her very much. They were the best of buds this summer as you can probably tell from the pictures.
Me and my kids.
Katie comforting Jamie at night which is when Jamie usually gets a little fussy and likes to be walked around.
Me and my baby girl at dinner one night.
Whenever Pete sees flowers he leans down to smell them. We taught him to do this at a very young age. Here is our handsome boy enjoying the garden at P.'s work.
Gotta go, will give an update later. Have a great Labor Day weekend family and friends. AM
Pete and his sister hanging out while I get ready. 
A boy after my own heart. Well, not really. I wish he didn't eat like me but the boy loves his carbs and sweets. The only thing different from his diet and mine is he doesn't eat very much. 
Me and my sweet babies. Whenever I am holding Jamie Pete isn't far away.
Pete likes to brush his teeth while sitting in the swing. And his new thing is to zip his pajamas down. We call him Elvis. 
Pete's new hat. Daddy's Lil Huntin' Buddy. 
Afternoon at Craigs Cruisers with ITT. Let's just say it was the coldest round of mini golf I have ever played. Pete loved it. Him and dad would hit the balls down the green then Pete would run and grab them all and put them all in the hole, make sure you saw, then get them all out and go to the next hole. Can't wait to go again with him someday, when it is not raining and warmer. 
Learning to tee off with dad.
Lunch at Arby's the day Katie left to go home. She loved the "tutu" outfit Jamie was wearing with the ruffle on her bum. So sad to see Katie leave, we had a wonderful summer together as a family. Pete will miss her very much. They were the best of buds this summer as you can probably tell from the pictures. 
Me and my kids. 
Katie comforting Jamie at night which is when Jamie usually gets a little fussy and likes to be walked around. 
Me and my baby girl at dinner one night. 
Whenever Pete sees flowers he leans down to smell them. We taught him to do this at a very young age. Here is our handsome boy enjoying the garden at P.'s work. 
Gotta go, will give an update later. Have a great Labor Day weekend family and friends. AM
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Pictures
Feeding the ducks at the zoo last weekend. And yes, it was rainy and cold again but we still had a good time. 
Jamie's first trip to the zoo. She slept the whole time. 
We got our faces painted at the zoo. Well, the boys have sea creatures on their hands, not faces. I have a monkey, Katie has a frog and Shamu, Pete had a stingray on his hand and dad had a shark. Pete was cautious of the painting at first but after that he wanted another one and kept showing it off. 
Dairy Queen after our trip to the zoo. He loves his ice cream, just like his mom.
Playing at the mall with his big sissy.
Jamie hanging out in her bouncer all wrapped up like a burrito. The following are two pictures with her eyes open. Yes dad, she has eyes.
Dinner at Chili's.
Sleepin on mom, handy ho.
Enjoying the new play toy.
Pete has figured out how to do a lot of dangerous things lately. Not good for when I am stuck on the couch nursing Jamie and I can't see or save him.....
Big sissy with little sissy.
Little angel.
Us, tired but happy.
Jamie's first doctor's appointment. She didn't enjoy it much.
Jamie's first trip to the zoo. She slept the whole time. 
We got our faces painted at the zoo. Well, the boys have sea creatures on their hands, not faces. I have a monkey, Katie has a frog and Shamu, Pete had a stingray on his hand and dad had a shark. Pete was cautious of the painting at first but after that he wanted another one and kept showing it off. 
Dairy Queen after our trip to the zoo. He loves his ice cream, just like his mom.
Playing at the mall with his big sissy.
Jamie hanging out in her bouncer all wrapped up like a burrito. The following are two pictures with her eyes open. Yes dad, she has eyes.
Dinner at Chili's.
Sleepin on mom, handy ho.
Enjoying the new play toy.
Pete has figured out how to do a lot of dangerous things lately. Not good for when I am stuck on the couch nursing Jamie and I can't see or save him.....
Big sissy with little sissy.
Little angel.
Us, tired but happy.
Jamie's first doctor's appointment. She didn't enjoy it much.
Jamie
I am sitting here watching Jamie try to wake up and praying she gives me a few more minutes of alone time. Pete is taking a nap and though I should be resting I can't. Well, I tried. Jamie woke up about 20 minutes into Pete's nap ready to eat and I just finished feeding her. I know Pete is going to be up soon so I gave up on getting some rest today and thought I would update you on our little one.
Overall Jamie is a pretty easy baby. She sleeps a lot and eats well. She has problems with gas and some reflux but nothing that causes too many problems. I wake up 2-3 times a night to feed her and usually after the early morning feeding she doesn't want to go to bed. That makes for a long day. This morning she was up at 5:30 ready to start her day and I was able to get her to lay with me for about another hour before she was wanting to get up, get changed and get moving. Then Pete gets up by 7am and our day is off and running.
Most of the time I can put Jamie down to be with Pete whether it is to feed him, play with him or give him some loving. There have been a few times when both demanded my attention at the same time and I was overwhelmed trying to handle the situation. I wish someone could get a picture of me during the day with my hair disheveled, newborn laying in one arm, toddler hanging onto the other. It would be a funny memory...someday.
Jamie is squeaky. She is always squeaking or grunting about something. Another thing I want to try to get on video. I love to watch her sleeping. She is just beautiful. She has beautiful olive skin and lot's of dark hair. Her lips are a beautiful red and like her brother I am in love with her tiny nose.
People have told me girls are more demanding. I would have to agree. I have about 1 minute, or less, to get her diaper changed or started nursing before she is having a loud meltdown. From the sound of the first little fuss I have to be moving to get things going or she will be in a full out cry before too long. Pete was nothing like this. He could be famished or have poop running down his leg and he wouldn't say a thing. To this day he is still this laid back.
So, that is my girl. Easy is many ways, but not in others. Beautiful and angelic. Gassy and fussy and up at night and early in the morning. And growing up way too fast. At her two week appointment she had already gained almost a pound and grown an inch.
I admit, I am really tired and at times very frustrated with the new challenge of two babies. I wonder almost every day, how do you do this? How am I going to survive this? How do I find the energy for both kids? How do I go anywhere and if I don't go anywhere how do I live my life every day stuck in this house? How do I play these same games or with these same toys every day? How do I care for Pete, watch him, play with him, keep him safe, when I am nursing Jamie for an hour every 2-3 hours?
Well, Pete is up and my "me" time is too. I know it will get better. I know I will survive, every mom does. And I know life is short and I need to relax and enjoy the ride. Sometimes easier said than done.
Overall Jamie is a pretty easy baby. She sleeps a lot and eats well. She has problems with gas and some reflux but nothing that causes too many problems. I wake up 2-3 times a night to feed her and usually after the early morning feeding she doesn't want to go to bed. That makes for a long day. This morning she was up at 5:30 ready to start her day and I was able to get her to lay with me for about another hour before she was wanting to get up, get changed and get moving. Then Pete gets up by 7am and our day is off and running.
Most of the time I can put Jamie down to be with Pete whether it is to feed him, play with him or give him some loving. There have been a few times when both demanded my attention at the same time and I was overwhelmed trying to handle the situation. I wish someone could get a picture of me during the day with my hair disheveled, newborn laying in one arm, toddler hanging onto the other. It would be a funny memory...someday.
Jamie is squeaky. She is always squeaking or grunting about something. Another thing I want to try to get on video. I love to watch her sleeping. She is just beautiful. She has beautiful olive skin and lot's of dark hair. Her lips are a beautiful red and like her brother I am in love with her tiny nose.
People have told me girls are more demanding. I would have to agree. I have about 1 minute, or less, to get her diaper changed or started nursing before she is having a loud meltdown. From the sound of the first little fuss I have to be moving to get things going or she will be in a full out cry before too long. Pete was nothing like this. He could be famished or have poop running down his leg and he wouldn't say a thing. To this day he is still this laid back.
So, that is my girl. Easy is many ways, but not in others. Beautiful and angelic. Gassy and fussy and up at night and early in the morning. And growing up way too fast. At her two week appointment she had already gained almost a pound and grown an inch.
I admit, I am really tired and at times very frustrated with the new challenge of two babies. I wonder almost every day, how do you do this? How am I going to survive this? How do I find the energy for both kids? How do I go anywhere and if I don't go anywhere how do I live my life every day stuck in this house? How do I play these same games or with these same toys every day? How do I care for Pete, watch him, play with him, keep him safe, when I am nursing Jamie for an hour every 2-3 hours?
Well, Pete is up and my "me" time is too. I know it will get better. I know I will survive, every mom does. And I know life is short and I need to relax and enjoy the ride. Sometimes easier said than done.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Labor and Delivery
Time to share the story of Jamie's delivery. I am still shocked at how it all went down and still can't believe how she chose to enter this world. Nothing like I had planned and nothing like I expected.
On Friday, August 7th I woke up disappointed and frustrated I hadn't gone into labor the night before. I was surprised because I was so terribly miserable and uncomfortable and had been for days, weeks, months before. But I knew time was getting short and my patience was even shorter. That Friday Katie, Pete and I went to the mall to walk the baby out. We had a goal of how many laps around the mall we would take and our reward was going to be donuts afterwards. I made it one lap around the mall and couldn't go any further. The aches and pains were pretty much unbearable. So we stopped and let Pete play at the kids area. When we went to leave the area I noticed my purse wasn't in my stroller anymore. Can you say panic? We looked everywhere then went to security to report it stolen. Long story short, it wasn't stolen. I left it in Sears while getting Cheerios out for Pete. How? I don't know. I blame my ridiculously absent minded pregnant brain for most of the unexplainable things I have done over the past few months. We spent the next few hours dealing with canceling credit cards, changing accounts, etc. It was terrible and I felt horrible for all the problems I had caused. Stress on top of a lot of walking must have done the trick.
That night P. went to play poker with the guys. I stayed up knowing I wasn't going to be able to sleep anyway. At midnight I was laying in bed and my water broke. Not a little like it had with Pete. But it broke. There was no question. We were on our way. I texted P., "My water just broke." He responded, "I'm on my way." I got up from bed and with quite a bit of excitement and nervousness started getting ready. I called my doctor who told me to not waste any time and get to the hospital. I called Karen, our family friend, to come stay with the kids. I woke up Katie to tell her that her baby sister was on her way. And then I finished packing for the hospital. My legs were shakey. I was smiling but scared. Ready but not. I had a million things going through my head. Do I have everything covered for 2+ days away from the house and kids? How do you breathe through contractions again? My contractions quickly reminded me how unprepared I was for the upcoming experience.
Karen arrived, P. got home, we said goodbye to Katie and Pete and headed to the hospital a little before 1am. By 1:20 we were in our triage room changing into a hospital gown. Contractions were intense and I was scared. I could tell, things were going fast. By the time we got to our delivery room I was experiencing contraction on top of contraction. They were long and hard. I asked for an epidural but they were unavailable. My doctor was unavailable. He was in the c-section with my epidural. I remember at some point coming to terms with the fact that I wasn't going to get any help and I was on my own. At 2am I was 5cm dilated. At 2:15am I was fully dilated and pushing whether they liked it or not. The pain was unlike anything I could have prepared for. Only those who have delivered naturally can understand. I couldn't breathe and I was scared to death. But it didn't last long. An attending entered the room, put on gloves and a gown and caught my baby. I pushed one giant push, with a few quick breaths in between and she was out. She was on my chest, just like I had imagined. I hadn't imagined the pain I was feeling but I was just as thrilled to have her out and on my chest like I had imagined so many times.
How do I feel about having a natural birth? I am proud of myself for living through it but the truth of the matter is I didn't have a choice. It's not like it was my plan so I can't take credit for the accomplishment. If I could go back and do it again I would prefer an epidural. I am no super woman. The nurses and doctor said I did great but in my eyes I was a hysterical mess, requesting help from everyone around me, pushing when they said not to and not breathing when that was the best thing I could have been doing for myself. All I can say about the experience is thank God it wasn't longer. If you are going to go without drugs it better be fast. I accept it was all in God's plan for Jamie to join us this way. He doesn't give you anything you can't handle. At the time I was questioning that. But Jamie is here and no matter how it happened I am thankful for a safe, successful delivery and feel extrememly blessed to have a strong, healthy baby.
And boy does she have a good "birth day" story to tell someday. She can say, "When I was ready, I was ready." It seems this characteristic still applies to her today. When she wants to be held or fed, she wants it now. And she is not quiet about it. They say girls are more demanding babies than boys. Jamie lives up to that statement. But overall I would say she is an incredible newborn. Besides those few loud moments she is mostly quiet and sleeping or quiet and eating.
Funny, both of our children were born on Sat mornings. One labor was 16 hours with 3 hours of pushing and one was 2 hours with one big push. Pete is light skinned, light haired, a light sleeper and a terrible eater. Jamie is dark haired, dark skineed and eats and sleeps like crazy. Pete was laid back, Jamie is not quite as quiet. But they look the same. Their newborn faces are so similar P. and I can't hardly believe it. They both have my asian eyes. Jamie's are a little more slanted than her brother's. Jamie's hands are just like mine and Pete's are big with short fingers like his dad's. Jamie doesn't look like a 9 lb baby. Her features are skinny and limbs long and slender. I am looking at my little angel right now and she is the most precious thing I have ever seen. My babies are beautiful and I am so proud of them.
So that is my story. It was quick but not painless. But it is over and we have our baby girl.
On Friday, August 7th I woke up disappointed and frustrated I hadn't gone into labor the night before. I was surprised because I was so terribly miserable and uncomfortable and had been for days, weeks, months before. But I knew time was getting short and my patience was even shorter. That Friday Katie, Pete and I went to the mall to walk the baby out. We had a goal of how many laps around the mall we would take and our reward was going to be donuts afterwards. I made it one lap around the mall and couldn't go any further. The aches and pains were pretty much unbearable. So we stopped and let Pete play at the kids area. When we went to leave the area I noticed my purse wasn't in my stroller anymore. Can you say panic? We looked everywhere then went to security to report it stolen. Long story short, it wasn't stolen. I left it in Sears while getting Cheerios out for Pete. How? I don't know. I blame my ridiculously absent minded pregnant brain for most of the unexplainable things I have done over the past few months. We spent the next few hours dealing with canceling credit cards, changing accounts, etc. It was terrible and I felt horrible for all the problems I had caused. Stress on top of a lot of walking must have done the trick.
That night P. went to play poker with the guys. I stayed up knowing I wasn't going to be able to sleep anyway. At midnight I was laying in bed and my water broke. Not a little like it had with Pete. But it broke. There was no question. We were on our way. I texted P., "My water just broke." He responded, "I'm on my way." I got up from bed and with quite a bit of excitement and nervousness started getting ready. I called my doctor who told me to not waste any time and get to the hospital. I called Karen, our family friend, to come stay with the kids. I woke up Katie to tell her that her baby sister was on her way. And then I finished packing for the hospital. My legs were shakey. I was smiling but scared. Ready but not. I had a million things going through my head. Do I have everything covered for 2+ days away from the house and kids? How do you breathe through contractions again? My contractions quickly reminded me how unprepared I was for the upcoming experience.
Karen arrived, P. got home, we said goodbye to Katie and Pete and headed to the hospital a little before 1am. By 1:20 we were in our triage room changing into a hospital gown. Contractions were intense and I was scared. I could tell, things were going fast. By the time we got to our delivery room I was experiencing contraction on top of contraction. They were long and hard. I asked for an epidural but they were unavailable. My doctor was unavailable. He was in the c-section with my epidural. I remember at some point coming to terms with the fact that I wasn't going to get any help and I was on my own. At 2am I was 5cm dilated. At 2:15am I was fully dilated and pushing whether they liked it or not. The pain was unlike anything I could have prepared for. Only those who have delivered naturally can understand. I couldn't breathe and I was scared to death. But it didn't last long. An attending entered the room, put on gloves and a gown and caught my baby. I pushed one giant push, with a few quick breaths in between and she was out. She was on my chest, just like I had imagined. I hadn't imagined the pain I was feeling but I was just as thrilled to have her out and on my chest like I had imagined so many times.
How do I feel about having a natural birth? I am proud of myself for living through it but the truth of the matter is I didn't have a choice. It's not like it was my plan so I can't take credit for the accomplishment. If I could go back and do it again I would prefer an epidural. I am no super woman. The nurses and doctor said I did great but in my eyes I was a hysterical mess, requesting help from everyone around me, pushing when they said not to and not breathing when that was the best thing I could have been doing for myself. All I can say about the experience is thank God it wasn't longer. If you are going to go without drugs it better be fast. I accept it was all in God's plan for Jamie to join us this way. He doesn't give you anything you can't handle. At the time I was questioning that. But Jamie is here and no matter how it happened I am thankful for a safe, successful delivery and feel extrememly blessed to have a strong, healthy baby.
And boy does she have a good "birth day" story to tell someday. She can say, "When I was ready, I was ready." It seems this characteristic still applies to her today. When she wants to be held or fed, she wants it now. And she is not quiet about it. They say girls are more demanding babies than boys. Jamie lives up to that statement. But overall I would say she is an incredible newborn. Besides those few loud moments she is mostly quiet and sleeping or quiet and eating.
Funny, both of our children were born on Sat mornings. One labor was 16 hours with 3 hours of pushing and one was 2 hours with one big push. Pete is light skinned, light haired, a light sleeper and a terrible eater. Jamie is dark haired, dark skineed and eats and sleeps like crazy. Pete was laid back, Jamie is not quite as quiet. But they look the same. Their newborn faces are so similar P. and I can't hardly believe it. They both have my asian eyes. Jamie's are a little more slanted than her brother's. Jamie's hands are just like mine and Pete's are big with short fingers like his dad's. Jamie doesn't look like a 9 lb baby. Her features are skinny and limbs long and slender. I am looking at my little angel right now and she is the most precious thing I have ever seen. My babies are beautiful and I am so proud of them.
So that is my story. It was quick but not painless. But it is over and we have our baby girl.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Bringing Jamie Home
We came home from the hospital on Monday, Aug 10th. It was a hot, humid summer day. We forgot a head support for the car seat so had to use a blanket to prop her into the seat. She looked so little in there. Jamie came home in a cute green and pink outfit that my parents sent her. It says I love daddy on it. I was excited to get home to my house and my other children but a little nervous to face the responsibilities. I was in no shape or state of mind for responsibilities besides the little new one in my arms. Thank God P. was home with us for the first week and Katie was an extra set of hands in case we needed them.
We came home to a full house. Omi, Opa, Krischan, Uncle Bob, Aunt Edna, Katie and Pete. It was exciting bringing Jamie into the house for the first time and neat to show her off to the family. She had slept all the way home, different than when we brought Pete home. He was awake and fussing and to this day doesn't like being in the car and on rare occasion falls asleep in his car seat.
Here are some pics of our departure from the hospital and arrival home.
We came home to a full house. Omi, Opa, Krischan, Uncle Bob, Aunt Edna, Katie and Pete. It was exciting bringing Jamie into the house for the first time and neat to show her off to the family. She had slept all the way home, different than when we brought Pete home. He was awake and fussing and to this day doesn't like being in the car and on rare occasion falls asleep in his car seat.
Here are some pics of our departure from the hospital and arrival home.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Happy 1 Week Jamie!
It's so funny to read my last post. Barely 12 hours later I went into labor. Last Friday I was pregnant and frustrated she wasn't here yet. Early Saturday morning we had our baby girl. Funny how things work out.
My water broke at midnight Friday August 7th. P. was playing poker with the guys and wasn't home. I texted him, "My water just broke!" and he texted back, "I'm on my way!" I called our friend Karen to come stay with the kids, put some clothes on and finished packing our bag, and called the doctor who said not to waste any time and come on in. We made it to the hospital by 1am and were in our triage room by 1:20am. Contractions increased in frequency and intensity quickly and I became very uncomfortable very quickly. By the time we got upstairs to our delivery room I was having contractions one after another. I started to get scared. There was no time for drugs, no time for doctor, no time to breathe. They told me I couldn't push yet until a doctor arrived and I pushed anyway. The pain was unimaginable. I don't have words to explain it. I remember saying to P. that I was going to pass out and everyone yelling at me to breathe. I was scared out of my mind trying to figure out how to handle this. I was so unprepared for a delivery without drugs. They found an attending doctor who ran in, put her gown and gloves in and they let me push. One giant push, with a couple breaths in between and she was out. That sentence makes it sound so easy. It wasn't easy. But she was out and in my arms and the moment I had waited for for 9 months was finally here. She was very slimy and kinda white and blue. Not pretty but the most gorgeous thing I had ever seen. But ow, it was still hurting down there. To make a long story short, Jamie was here at 2:26am, just over an hour after arriving at the hospital. 8lbs, 8oz, 20 inches long. Healthy and happy but a little bruised from her speedy trip down the birth canal. She has tons of dark hair and dark skin. She has asian eyes just like mom and Pete. Maybe even more so than Pete. She looked like Pete, still does. I remember hearing her cry right when she came out and often during the first intial hour of her life as they measured and tested her. At one point they laid her down on my chest and she nestled right in and quited down. It was heaven.
We spent 2 nights in the hospital. I was going to try to go home after one but didn't feel well enough to do that. Jamie was an angel. She nursed right away like a natural. She slept all the time and when she was awake she was sweet and content. We had lots of wonderful visitors, the hospital fed us well and it was exciting to spend every moment with our new daughter. I can't say I felt well. Actually I felt terrible. But the adrenaline was pumping and the pain meds kept coming so that helped.
Pete and Katie stayed home with Karen the first night and my in-laws the rest of the weekend. I was worried about Pete adjusting to life without us but from what I have heard he did extremely well. I missed him terribly.
Overall things went just as they should have. Maybe not as I planned but in the end the result was the same. We had our girl. And she is perfect. Here are some pictures of her first days with us. Welcome to baby Jamie. We love you more than words can say. Thank you for blessing our lives with your arrival.
Mom and dad anxiously awaiting our baby girl in the triage room. Things went quickly from here.
Our little baby girl right after she was born.
Pete meeting Jamie for the first time. 
First family photo. 
That's all for now. I hope to tell the story of our first week with Jamie soon. It has been nothing but a joy, except for the aches and pains of childbirth that are still hanging on. Off to feed and enjoy our little girl, and try to get some sleep......
My water broke at midnight Friday August 7th. P. was playing poker with the guys and wasn't home. I texted him, "My water just broke!" and he texted back, "I'm on my way!" I called our friend Karen to come stay with the kids, put some clothes on and finished packing our bag, and called the doctor who said not to waste any time and come on in. We made it to the hospital by 1am and were in our triage room by 1:20am. Contractions increased in frequency and intensity quickly and I became very uncomfortable very quickly. By the time we got upstairs to our delivery room I was having contractions one after another. I started to get scared. There was no time for drugs, no time for doctor, no time to breathe. They told me I couldn't push yet until a doctor arrived and I pushed anyway. The pain was unimaginable. I don't have words to explain it. I remember saying to P. that I was going to pass out and everyone yelling at me to breathe. I was scared out of my mind trying to figure out how to handle this. I was so unprepared for a delivery without drugs. They found an attending doctor who ran in, put her gown and gloves in and they let me push. One giant push, with a couple breaths in between and she was out. That sentence makes it sound so easy. It wasn't easy. But she was out and in my arms and the moment I had waited for for 9 months was finally here. She was very slimy and kinda white and blue. Not pretty but the most gorgeous thing I had ever seen. But ow, it was still hurting down there. To make a long story short, Jamie was here at 2:26am, just over an hour after arriving at the hospital. 8lbs, 8oz, 20 inches long. Healthy and happy but a little bruised from her speedy trip down the birth canal. She has tons of dark hair and dark skin. She has asian eyes just like mom and Pete. Maybe even more so than Pete. She looked like Pete, still does. I remember hearing her cry right when she came out and often during the first intial hour of her life as they measured and tested her. At one point they laid her down on my chest and she nestled right in and quited down. It was heaven.
We spent 2 nights in the hospital. I was going to try to go home after one but didn't feel well enough to do that. Jamie was an angel. She nursed right away like a natural. She slept all the time and when she was awake she was sweet and content. We had lots of wonderful visitors, the hospital fed us well and it was exciting to spend every moment with our new daughter. I can't say I felt well. Actually I felt terrible. But the adrenaline was pumping and the pain meds kept coming so that helped.
Pete and Katie stayed home with Karen the first night and my in-laws the rest of the weekend. I was worried about Pete adjusting to life without us but from what I have heard he did extremely well. I missed him terribly.
Overall things went just as they should have. Maybe not as I planned but in the end the result was the same. We had our girl. And she is perfect. Here are some pictures of her first days with us. Welcome to baby Jamie. We love you more than words can say. Thank you for blessing our lives with your arrival.
Mom and dad anxiously awaiting our baby girl in the triage room. Things went quickly from here.
Our little baby girl right after she was born.
Pete meeting Jamie for the first time. 
First family photo. 
That's all for now. I hope to tell the story of our first week with Jamie soon. It has been nothing but a joy, except for the aches and pains of childbirth that are still hanging on. Off to feed and enjoy our little girl, and try to get some sleep......
Friday, August 7, 2009
Nothing, nada, zero, zilch
Nothing. No baby. I thought for sure last night something would happen. I felt terrible. But I am up this morning, still pregnant. Oh well, still early. Gotta keep telling myself that. Maybe today...
So here are some pictures instead of a baby announcement....
Katie playing school with Pete.
Kids and dogs playing outside our new house. 
Saying goodbye to my friend Kari who moved to Denver this week. Lucky duck.
Pete playing in the new Boppy Kari gave us. Well, she gave us the Boppy and a blue car slip cover for it when Pete was born and before she left gave us this sweet pink flowered cover. Pete likes to hang out on this pillow. He better get over it before "Jamie" comes. Thanks Kari and good luck in CO. Enjoy your new life and we will all miss you!
So here are some pictures instead of a baby announcement....
Katie playing school with Pete.
Kids and dogs playing outside our new house. 
Saying goodbye to my friend Kari who moved to Denver this week. Lucky duck.
Pete playing in the new Boppy Kari gave us. Well, she gave us the Boppy and a blue car slip cover for it when Pete was born and before she left gave us this sweet pink flowered cover. Pete likes to hang out on this pillow. He better get over it before "Jamie" comes. Thanks Kari and good luck in CO. Enjoy your new life and we will all miss you!
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