was on Easter. I thought the moment would never come. I swore I'd have to be induced....but then at 12:00 I woke with contractions. It's like a bell rang or an alarm went off in my body or something....could ve range earlier that's for sure. At first I thought the alarm was just telling me I forgot to put out the Easter baskets for the girls. So I attended to that first. But then it was unmistakable labor. I couldn't sleep....so I read. I read until 6:00 when it felt like my water broke. i woke up Danny, called my mom and dad, and the girls woke up and immediately found their baskets. On the way to the hospital we passed by a prostitute I think and hit every pot hole and that really hurt. I was sure I was probably totally dilated, ready to push, pretty much done with labor. So I got there and I was only a 5. So we walked around, laughed at the nurses while they tried to blow up the humongous inflatable birthing tub thingy, I took a bath and read a wimpy kid book, bounced on the ball.....tried all my tricks. Still no Harvey. So around 3 o clock I had my midwife check me and I was still only a 7. So I kept at it...I went in my huge inflatable tub and I started to feel like maybe this was going to be a really long night. So I got the epidural. Which turned into a spinal and now I have a killer headache. but anyways.....that was around 5 or 6. I was getting really tired. Harvey wasn't moving down...he was floating up high. I can't really remember what happened for the next three hours. At 9 o clock I was totally dialated but he was still really high and they couldn't get him going south. Luckily the Dr. who delivered Addie and Eva was there and he came to save my midwife who was pretty much out of ideas. He helped me out with the vacuum and around 11:15 Harvey Daniel was born with a huge ball on his head from being sucked out and a knot in his cord. As he was emerging everyone was yelling "HE"S HUGE!!" so instead of me holding him and loving on him...I got to hold him for a second, and I wondered if he could open his eyes enough to see...he had alot of fat on his face. Everyone swept him off to the scale to check this enormous baby's weight and he was 12 lbs 1 ounce!!! I could not believe it. OUCH. He was the biggest baby my dr. had ever delivered. So I (with my sore abused body) got the prize of largest baby. And that prize is extremely sweet. He is a mellow man...I kinda got that feeling during delivery. He had a long pretty torturous labor and he was like perfectly stable, with no meconium, and when they pulled him out after 2 hours of pushing he didn't cry, he just grunted like he was slightly annoyed. So here is the little man who has stolen my heart and Danny said he's not jealous at all because he's in love too. now just to recover from it all....
I decided to add something to this a full 22 months later. Giving birth to such a beautiful, big boy was truly one of the joys and prides of my life. I did use hypnobirthing with Harvey and I think it was one of the reasons I was able to feel so calm and relaxed throughout labor. Recovery was no harder with him then with the girls. One of the cool things was how he slept. He slept 20 out of 24 hours a day for like the first three months. And for the four hours he was awake he was all smiles and sweetness. He still is a relaxed, healthy, sweet almost 2 year old. And he is still big but not enormous. About 30 pounds. I regretted for a while that I didn't get the totally unmedicated waterbirth I had with Eva,(she was 9 pounds) but have come to peace with it and feel the epidural was what I needed at the time to cope with the long, intense, labor.
I never wake up at night unless someone is throwing up on me or crying. I guess it's the lot of an exhausted pregnant woman that Nothing will wake you up except tragedy. BUT I think my newest puker might be coming soon.It's almost 1 and I've had some pretty good contractions...so now I'm going through my music and gathering a book to read and writing down every important number. oh and don't forget makeup, hairstuff and a bra. and something to wear home from the hospital. And a camera.I think my little boy just really didn't want two extremely sad sisters on Easter since I fell asleep at like 9 and danny went to bed and neither of us remembered to help the easter bunny out. I have to speak in code because some little eyes read my blog.Anyways......it's been a while since I felt a contraction so I better go back to bed. Maybe the only reason I had them was to get my lazy bod out of bed and finish business.come on....I want an easter baby!
for my baby boy. i do have some wonderful options to get the fire of birthing burning.....a) take castor oil and get diarhhea for hoursb) take an herbal remedy like blue cohosh and get horrible never ending contractionsC) attach myself to a breast pump which also sounds painfuld) pitocin (been there done that hate it)e) get a weird water filled catheter blowing things up down theretoday I feel like I'm getting to that point where I'm desperate....I'm tired. I'm just wanting to have this baby. Danny says I have to get to the point of desperation where I'm up all night praying fervent never ending prayers that I will go into labor. that's what I did with Eva. I couldn't sleep so I just was like laying and moaning and praying. So I guess I need to have schedule an all night prayer athon tonight and hopefully I can negotiate with God enough to let me have this baby. What can I promise to do? I will do 100 percent visiting teaching for the REST OF MY LIFE!!! I'll read the scriptures to my kids every night before bed.I'll personally find homeless people and take them in. Well maybe not. that could be scary. anyways......pray for me!
because those are just really really cute. I just got a pair that are brown with cars on them and I stare at them with a strange passion.....I just want to see my little child in some leg warmers is that too much to ask? But knowing me and my pregnancy longevity he will be fully one month old before he emerges into the world. Why do I have to bake babies sooo long? Yes I know my due date isn't for 2 more weeks. And I usually go almost 2 weeks late. So I just need to be patient and continue to be sleep deprived because of the large kid suffocating my breathing capacity for another month until I can be sleep deprived because of a nursing crying little guy for another 12 months or so. Sleep deprivation is just part of my life now and I can't hardly remember ANYTHING. I think it's the long term effects of lack of sleep. I just have no memory for names, dates, events, I can hardly remember to feed the children 3 times a day. That's all I can do. AnywaysBYE
We went to the art museum last week...the girls got themselves dressed up and we picked up Lilia and headed over. It is slightly scary taking 2 2-3 year olds to an art museum. We practiced at home though....I kept telling them, if you touch the art it will go " BEEEP BEEEP BEEP BEEP" so we did that about a thousand times. Then I said a security guard would carry them out. Over all it went really well and Lilia walked really cutely with her hands behind her back the whole time. 
and they played in the kids area for a while. I've been pretty tired lately and lazy. I am not getting any huge things accomplished (except growing a baby) and keeping the two youngsters alive. Sleep is horrible, and I keep having weird hot flashes, and this guy is kicking, and moving and rolling around constantly. I think he already has ADD or something. That's really horrible to say. Anyways, I want a maid, a chef, a nanny, and hmmm what else...someone to give me endless feet rubs. That's all I need right now. Danny can log about 10 minutes in the feet rubbing department but that's about where it ends.
Saturday we are celebrating Eva's 3rd birthday and the whole day is totally busy...I teach piano all morning, Addie has ballet, and then I'm helping with a primary activity with the kids at church. At 4 about 20 family members are coming to join us in celebration. And Eva has laid claim on every element of this party. In fact she has requested that she not have a party at all just a cake "ALL BY MYSELF!"so this has been our preparation dayassemble 8 treat bags for the kidsresult: find Eva clearing out the treat bags about 2 hours later eating all the chocolate out of them, surrounded by trash and wrappers.bake a birthday cakefound her and her cousin Lilia had dug out large chunks of the cake. I wondered why they were so quiet..ACK! blow up balloonsshe sat and popped balloons until I had to hang them really high from the ceiling and got into a screaming fight with Lilia because they both wanted the pink balloon.found the birthday candlesshe ate two of them.SO in an effort to just end the day right we went outside to build a snowman.........this snow is not snowman snow! it's way too fluffy and deep. So instead we watched the stars come out and swung in the dark on the swings in snow suits. I kept warning them if I fell down in the snow I probably would never ever get up again. and I told mom I'll probably need another cake mix tomorrow........if she feels so inclined to deliver one to me...THANKYOU!
