Tuesday was like any other day. I woke up with Graydon at 6am, fixed breakfast, put him down for a nap, ect. I decided I would go to the tanning bed when Kevin woke up to get some alone time. I thought a lot about my life and where it has taken me the last 5 years. I thought about things I have never done. I thought about the children I'm raising and hoping to God I don't turn them into psychotic individuals. I thought about my life more than I have in a long time that morning, but thought it was my hormones and lack of sleep.
Kevin decided he would go to work a few hours early since he knew he would be getting off early for his PT test Wed. morning. Around 5 pm I heard Kevin's assigned ringer go off and thought what did he forget. He never calls when he is at work, only texts. When I answered I knew something was wrong by the pause after I said hello. He then tells me, "It's a good thing we haven't closed on our house." Of course, I'm freaking thinking the worst. He said, "I got orders." Dammit. He has to go to Korea. For a year. By himself. He then asks if I'm sitting down, and says, "We have to be in Aviano no later than Jan 31st but can leave as early as Dec 17th." Of course, I said YEAH. OK, I heard that joke once before when you graduated from Tech School in 2007. Plus, Italy orders just don't fall into people's laps. They normally have to go to Korea for a year unaccompanied. After getting him to swear on my life, I knew he wasn't lying. I hung up on him because I knew he didn't want me to scream in his ear from all the excitment I had. After the 20 mins of screaming and dancing, Noah was terrified and begging for her daddy to come home while Graydon was crying hysterically. ehh. They will recover. HA.
After the excitment of moving to Europe calmed and all the phone calls were made, it hit me. What the HELL do I do? I have a million things to do before we just up and leave our lives we have made in Arizona the last 5 years. I almost felt sick to my stomach because 7 months just doesn't seem like enough time to move to a different continent.
I have to say that the craziest part of that day, when I was laying in the tanning bed, I remember thinking one day I will be like Julia Roberts on EAT PRAY LOVE. I'm going to travel the world and do what people only dream about. hmmm.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Phoenix, Noah's bday, and Gray is 6 months
Our house was coming along nicely when we got back to Phoenix. We were getting SO excited.
Graydon was 5 months and getting to be so much fun with his talking and belly laughing. Noah kept us on our toes constantly and never forgot to remind us her birthday was coming up soon.
Noah turned the big 4 on the 12th of May. We decided to splurge and get her a Camaro powerwheels riding toy. She absolutely loved it! She had a Snow White birthday cake she picked out that was absolutely fantastic. Her birthday was relaxed. So relaxed we had birthday cake at 7 am. That's right. It was her day. She wanted cake so I thought what the hell. We don't have a party planned with actual guests. Why not.
Graydon turned 6 months on the 22nd and has been sitting up beautifully. He brings so much happiness to our family and is the missing puzzle piece that completes our family. He has 1 tooth and trying to get on all fours.
Graydon was 5 months and getting to be so much fun with his talking and belly laughing. Noah kept us on our toes constantly and never forgot to remind us her birthday was coming up soon.
Noah turned the big 4 on the 12th of May. We decided to splurge and get her a Camaro powerwheels riding toy. She absolutely loved it! She had a Snow White birthday cake she picked out that was absolutely fantastic. Her birthday was relaxed. So relaxed we had birthday cake at 7 am. That's right. It was her day. She wanted cake so I thought what the hell. We don't have a party planned with actual guests. Why not.
Graydon turned 6 months on the 22nd and has been sitting up beautifully. He brings so much happiness to our family and is the missing puzzle piece that completes our family. He has 1 tooth and trying to get on all fours.
Graydon 1-4 months, Noah 3 yrs.
Christmas came on us quick. We took the kids to Glendale Glitters for Christmas festivites and took them numerous times looking at Christmas lights.
Originally Kevin and I decided we weren't going to get Graydon Christmas presents, but a week before Christmas I felt horrible about it and went shopping. Noah of course, had a ton of presents she was so excited about opening. After seeing new presents put under the tree, she had a hard time accepting that some of those presents were her little brother's.
Kevin and I celebrated 5 years of Marriage on December 23. We decided since we had the kids we would go somewhere kid friendly and chose Famous Dave's. It wasn't the weekend getaway to the mountains you wish to go, but hey that's life. That night Kevin's parents and his sister were on their way into Phoenix to spend the holiday with us. We all had a great Christmas with each other and as always the holiday came and went.
The New Year came and I was absolutely loving life. I had a great husband, awesome daughter who happened to be a great big sister, and the BEST baby boy. Seriously, that kid does not cry and just so chill. I just didn't think life could get better. February we decided to build a house. We have been in Arizona for 5 years. For military, that's crazy and very rare. We thought we were the exception and decided to stop throwing our money away on rent.
When March came, Kevin recieved a devastating phone call about his father's health. We knew he was on the heart transplant list for a few years now and thought he was stable, but he took a turn for the worse when he got sick. After finding out his organs were shutting down, we decided to take emergency leave and head home to TN. About a week in, the Dr. thought it would be a good idea to stop waiting for a heart and get an LVAD instead. The surgery went smoothly and about 2 weeks later he was out of the hospital staying in a hotel around the hospital.
While we were in TN I did a lot of things on my own since the kids couldn't go into the ICU. Everyone had a fit over Graydon and the BIG boy he is and of course thought the world of Miss Priss. Even though I hated the reason we were home (Kevin's dad being sick), we made the best of it and the kids had a blast there for almost 6 weeks.
Originally Kevin and I decided we weren't going to get Graydon Christmas presents, but a week before Christmas I felt horrible about it and went shopping. Noah of course, had a ton of presents she was so excited about opening. After seeing new presents put under the tree, she had a hard time accepting that some of those presents were her little brother's.
Kevin and I celebrated 5 years of Marriage on December 23. We decided since we had the kids we would go somewhere kid friendly and chose Famous Dave's. It wasn't the weekend getaway to the mountains you wish to go, but hey that's life. That night Kevin's parents and his sister were on their way into Phoenix to spend the holiday with us. We all had a great Christmas with each other and as always the holiday came and went.
The New Year came and I was absolutely loving life. I had a great husband, awesome daughter who happened to be a great big sister, and the BEST baby boy. Seriously, that kid does not cry and just so chill. I just didn't think life could get better. February we decided to build a house. We have been in Arizona for 5 years. For military, that's crazy and very rare. We thought we were the exception and decided to stop throwing our money away on rent.
When March came, Kevin recieved a devastating phone call about his father's health. We knew he was on the heart transplant list for a few years now and thought he was stable, but he took a turn for the worse when he got sick. After finding out his organs were shutting down, we decided to take emergency leave and head home to TN. About a week in, the Dr. thought it would be a good idea to stop waiting for a heart and get an LVAD instead. The surgery went smoothly and about 2 weeks later he was out of the hospital staying in a hotel around the hospital.
While we were in TN I did a lot of things on my own since the kids couldn't go into the ICU. Everyone had a fit over Graydon and the BIG boy he is and of course thought the world of Miss Priss. Even though I hated the reason we were home (Kevin's dad being sick), we made the best of it and the kids had a blast there for almost 6 weeks.
Bringing home baby
We brought Graydon home on Thanksgiving. I thought that was pretty awesome since I too was a "turkey" baby.
When we arrived home to a spotless home, I was so relieved. I hate being stuck in a hospital for days. I thought this new baby thing would take some getting used to, but everything went perfectly smooth.
Kevin decided since I did just give bith he would fix Thanksgiving dinner. Heck, I assumed he would anyways. I must say it turned out amazing. The rest of the night we watched Christmas movies and had an awesome night of being a family of four.
When we arrived home to a spotless home, I was so relieved. I hate being stuck in a hospital for days. I thought this new baby thing would take some getting used to, but everything went perfectly smooth.
Kevin decided since I did just give bith he would fix Thanksgiving dinner. Heck, I assumed he would anyways. I must say it turned out amazing. The rest of the night we watched Christmas movies and had an awesome night of being a family of four.
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Graydon's Arrival
On November 21, my birthday, at 9pm we went in to be induced with our beautiful baby boy.
When we arrived at the hospital we had to go through the emergency room. Of course everyone gave that "awe she is huge and in labor" look. After a million congratulations from the sick, nurses, and hospital volunteers we headed up to labor and delivery.
After settling into our cozy room we were greeted by a young night nurse that obviously hated her job and possibly her life. She was NOT going to ruin my night so I simply did what any good hearted christian would do and NOT ignore her. Yep, I tattled taled on her. HA. Okay a little extreme, but did she expect that every pregnant woman was going to let her talk down and huff and puff at them anytime they had a question and concern? I think not. It was my time to shine dammit, I was about to push a child out of my vagina for crying out loud- I didn't know if the hoohaa would ever get back to her oldself or not. So I didn't want any extra concern on my plate. Our next nurse, however, was a doll. She was awesome and even talked about Miss Rudness with me. As I thought, I wasn't the first to complain about her.
After getting weighed and set up, they checked my cervix and to my surprise I was only dilated to a 1. A ONE?! Those ball bouncing nights, running up the stairs, and chasing after Noah helped very, VERY little. The nurse then set me up on an IV and placed a small, disolvable pill way up in you know where and the waiting game began. Since I didn't have an epidural in, I was able to get up and go pee any time I needed to. About 3 am, I decided I needed to go again and as I was headed to the bathroom my water broke! I was estatic. It didn't happen without the dr. help with Noah so it was a neat experience to say the least.
When the nurse came in to check I was at a 5 and the contractions were getting pretty intense, but I wanted to wait them out to see how much I could handle. Yeah, that didn't last long. I made it to almost a 7 and I thought I was dying, but because my belt wasn't on my stomach right the machine wasn't reading my contractions. Of course, Dr. Kevin Cheney thought I was making it up and wanted sympathy. So glad my nurse had children, she told him that a woman at a 7 dilation was definitely having severe pain and that his wife was NOT making it up. She then fixed my contraction belt and he then saw how steep that "mountain" got on the screen.HA! He felt bad the rest of the day.
When the nurse popped back in, I begged her for the epidural and said I needed to get through the new bag of fluid she put up for the IV. The whole time Kevin was breathing through the contractions with me and getting my mind off the pain. Finally the anesthesiologist came in, and decided he wanted to have an hour long chat, or so it seemed. After yelling at him that I did NOT care of the risks of the epidural, he finally began. IT WAS HEAVEN IN A NEEDLE.
Not even an hour later, I went from a 7 to a 10 and it was GO TIME! The sweet nurse asked if I minded students coming in to watch, and of course I was so excited and feeling great I told her the more the merrier. After all 7 students arrived, I got the OK to start pushing and I could tell Kevin was EXTRA nervous about it--again. I thought after doing this once the second time would be easier? Yeah, I think it was worse. While waiting through pushes, why not tell jokes, right? Thought I would lighten the mood. These young children looked as if they saw a ghost so I thought it seemed appropriate. I could definitely tell they appreciated it just by their body language.
Around 3 pushes later, 12:08 pm, on November 22,2011, my 7.4 lb sweet baby boy was born. I didn't want to get him weighed right away or measured. I wanted to skin to skin. After about 1.5 hours I then let the nurses have him. Let me tell you, that bonding moment was amazing. Why should these nurses get my baby 10 minutes after giving birth? I kept him alive in utero, I went through contractions, and I pushed him out into the world. Dammit, 10 minutes doesn't seem fair. All I wish was, I knew about this skin to skin with Noah because it really truly was amazing.
About 4 pm that day, Kevin went to pick Noah up from the sitter so she could finally meet her new baby brother and lets just say, she was in love.
When we arrived at the hospital we had to go through the emergency room. Of course everyone gave that "awe she is huge and in labor" look. After a million congratulations from the sick, nurses, and hospital volunteers we headed up to labor and delivery.
After settling into our cozy room we were greeted by a young night nurse that obviously hated her job and possibly her life. She was NOT going to ruin my night so I simply did what any good hearted christian would do and NOT ignore her. Yep, I tattled taled on her. HA. Okay a little extreme, but did she expect that every pregnant woman was going to let her talk down and huff and puff at them anytime they had a question and concern? I think not. It was my time to shine dammit, I was about to push a child out of my vagina for crying out loud- I didn't know if the hoohaa would ever get back to her oldself or not. So I didn't want any extra concern on my plate. Our next nurse, however, was a doll. She was awesome and even talked about Miss Rudness with me. As I thought, I wasn't the first to complain about her.
After getting weighed and set up, they checked my cervix and to my surprise I was only dilated to a 1. A ONE?! Those ball bouncing nights, running up the stairs, and chasing after Noah helped very, VERY little. The nurse then set me up on an IV and placed a small, disolvable pill way up in you know where and the waiting game began. Since I didn't have an epidural in, I was able to get up and go pee any time I needed to. About 3 am, I decided I needed to go again and as I was headed to the bathroom my water broke! I was estatic. It didn't happen without the dr. help with Noah so it was a neat experience to say the least.
When the nurse came in to check I was at a 5 and the contractions were getting pretty intense, but I wanted to wait them out to see how much I could handle. Yeah, that didn't last long. I made it to almost a 7 and I thought I was dying, but because my belt wasn't on my stomach right the machine wasn't reading my contractions. Of course, Dr. Kevin Cheney thought I was making it up and wanted sympathy. So glad my nurse had children, she told him that a woman at a 7 dilation was definitely having severe pain and that his wife was NOT making it up. She then fixed my contraction belt and he then saw how steep that "mountain" got on the screen.HA! He felt bad the rest of the day.
When the nurse popped back in, I begged her for the epidural and said I needed to get through the new bag of fluid she put up for the IV. The whole time Kevin was breathing through the contractions with me and getting my mind off the pain. Finally the anesthesiologist came in, and decided he wanted to have an hour long chat, or so it seemed. After yelling at him that I did NOT care of the risks of the epidural, he finally began. IT WAS HEAVEN IN A NEEDLE.
Not even an hour later, I went from a 7 to a 10 and it was GO TIME! The sweet nurse asked if I minded students coming in to watch, and of course I was so excited and feeling great I told her the more the merrier. After all 7 students arrived, I got the OK to start pushing and I could tell Kevin was EXTRA nervous about it--again. I thought after doing this once the second time would be easier? Yeah, I think it was worse. While waiting through pushes, why not tell jokes, right? Thought I would lighten the mood. These young children looked as if they saw a ghost so I thought it seemed appropriate. I could definitely tell they appreciated it just by their body language.
Around 3 pushes later, 12:08 pm, on November 22,2011, my 7.4 lb sweet baby boy was born. I didn't want to get him weighed right away or measured. I wanted to skin to skin. After about 1.5 hours I then let the nurses have him. Let me tell you, that bonding moment was amazing. Why should these nurses get my baby 10 minutes after giving birth? I kept him alive in utero, I went through contractions, and I pushed him out into the world. Dammit, 10 minutes doesn't seem fair. All I wish was, I knew about this skin to skin with Noah because it really truly was amazing.
About 4 pm that day, Kevin went to pick Noah up from the sitter so she could finally meet her new baby brother and lets just say, she was in love.
Horrible Mother.
I feel terrible about not blogging more. I do. Where to start? The last thing I wrote about was the gender of our baby I believe. Here's a overdue update on our life the last many months. (Not as detailed as I would like, but better than nothing.)
September
In September Kev, Noah, and I took a vacation to Disneyland and to the beach for a last vacation of a family of 3. It was amazing and Noah enjoyed it SO much. That month I also cut 21 inches of hair off and gave it to Locks of Love. Even though I really miss it, I'm so glad it could help someone.
October
In October, I believe I was getting as big as whale and LOVING every minute of it! ha! What's pregnancy when you watch what you eat? Halloween came, and Noah went trick or treating as FUFA. Also that month, we had a scare with baby and had to get admitted to triage in the Labor/Delivery unit because his heart rate was 80-90 bpm. Everything turned out fine, he was just a very lazy fetus.
November
We tried to finish up with the baby room and everything we needed. My birthday, Nov. 21, came and was extremely relaxed and wonderful. We had Steak Salad for dinner and that night we went into the hospital at 9pm to get induced...
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