What the heck? Are those ceiling tiles made of STYROFOAM?
Friday, April 24, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
3 Weeks!
Mason is 3 weeks old today! In some ways, it seems like yesterday that I was laying in that hospital bed, but in other ways it seems like Mason has been with us forever! He is eating like a champ, and I can tell that he's growing every day! He is trying really hard to hold his head up - I know he'll be holding it up on his own before we know it! He is starting to sleep a little better - the last two nights have been great! I can totally handle being up every 3 to 4 hours, but the nights we've had of being up for 6 to 7 hours have been rough!
We've had several outings, mostly to the grocery store and Grammy and Grandpa's house. Today we took a nice walk around the block and enjoyed the beautiful, sunny day!
This happened a couple of weeks ago, but I HAVE to share this story, because it's great. Terry has been known to walk and talk in his sleep on occasion, and we've even carried on conversations while he's been asleep. One night, when Mason was about a week old, I heard Terry digging around in his nightstand in the middle of the night. He pulled out his flashlight, and I asked him what he was doing. He said "I'm trying to figure out who picked up the baby." I told him that the baby was sleeping in the bassinet, and that he should go back to bed. (I figured out he was sleep-talking at this point, and I was kind of afraid he would go try to pick up the baby!) So, Terry finally got back in bed, and said "I'm on to you and that magic baby. I've got my eye on you!" I tried to stifle my laugh, but it was tough! When I asked Terry about it the next morning, he had NO recollection, but thought it was hilarious. So now, we often joke about our "Magic Baby."
Another night, my parents were over to see the baby and work on the nursery. We were going to the Scott's that night for dinner, so my mom and I gave Mason an early bath. Immediately after putting on his new diaper, he pooped. Then, immediately after putting on ANOTHER diaper, he pooped again. So much for the bath, huh? We finally got him dressed in the cute snail outfit below and my mom picked him up to go show my dad and Terry. She walked into the hallway and started bragging on him, and he immediately, without opening his eyes, projectile vomited all over my mom and his brand new outfit. We all just stood there completely stunned for a few seconds. It was priceless.
We love swing time!
Grandpa and Mason - Naptime!
Mommy and Mason - I look kinda tired! I wonder why?!?
Mason and Uncle Steven
Terry and Mason with our friends Franklin and Lewis
What a precious baby!
SO SWEET! LOVE the plaid shorts!
We've had several outings, mostly to the grocery store and Grammy and Grandpa's house. Today we took a nice walk around the block and enjoyed the beautiful, sunny day!
This happened a couple of weeks ago, but I HAVE to share this story, because it's great. Terry has been known to walk and talk in his sleep on occasion, and we've even carried on conversations while he's been asleep. One night, when Mason was about a week old, I heard Terry digging around in his nightstand in the middle of the night. He pulled out his flashlight, and I asked him what he was doing. He said "I'm trying to figure out who picked up the baby." I told him that the baby was sleeping in the bassinet, and that he should go back to bed. (I figured out he was sleep-talking at this point, and I was kind of afraid he would go try to pick up the baby!) So, Terry finally got back in bed, and said "I'm on to you and that magic baby. I've got my eye on you!" I tried to stifle my laugh, but it was tough! When I asked Terry about it the next morning, he had NO recollection, but thought it was hilarious. So now, we often joke about our "Magic Baby."
Another night, my parents were over to see the baby and work on the nursery. We were going to the Scott's that night for dinner, so my mom and I gave Mason an early bath. Immediately after putting on his new diaper, he pooped. Then, immediately after putting on ANOTHER diaper, he pooped again. So much for the bath, huh? We finally got him dressed in the cute snail outfit below and my mom picked him up to go show my dad and Terry. She walked into the hallway and started bragging on him, and he immediately, without opening his eyes, projectile vomited all over my mom and his brand new outfit. We all just stood there completely stunned for a few seconds. It was priceless.
Mason has brought so much joy to our lives so far! He's made us laugh a ton, (and cry a little), and we love watching him grow every day! Here are some new pictures for you to enjoy!
Mason and Grammy at her Grandma Shower at work.
Uncle Adam and a Burrito-fied Mason
Mason and Daddy.
Mason and Grammy at her Grandma Shower at work.
Uncle Adam and a Burrito-fied Mason
Mason and Daddy.
We love swing time!
Grandpa and Mason - Naptime!
Mommy and Mason - I look kinda tired! I wonder why?!?
Mason and Uncle Steven
Terry and Mason with our friends Franklin and Lewis
What a precious baby!
SO SWEET! LOVE the plaid shorts!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
2 Week Check-up
Wednesday was Mason's 2 week check-up (I can't believe it's been 2 weeks already!) He's growing like a weed - he is currently 9 lbs 4 oz (up 1 lb 2 oz from his birth weight) and 20 and 1/4 inches long. Dr. Riser said he looks great, and we had a few laughs as he peed and pooped all over the table (twice!) After seeing the doctor, we went down to the lab for Mason's 2 week newborn screening. I cried a little (surprise, surprise) when she pricked his heel and he started screaming. I was so glad when it was over, and Mason was a little trooper.
Here's a picture of our little man at 2 weeks and 1 day old.
We've been having a great time with our little guy! He does great during the day and is getting better at night. Most of the time, he sleeps 2 and 1/2 to 3 hours at night, but we've had a few nights of being up for 6-7 hours at a time. I have so much more to post - but little man needs me!
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Mason's Birth Story
I want to post the details of Mason's birthday before I start forgetting, and I figured I might as well get started since he won't let me sleep anyway! =)
On March 31st, we reported to L&D at 5:30 in the morning. As soon as we got there, they took us to a room to get started. Before we did anything else, we took one last pregnant picture, as seen in my previous post. I changed into my stylish hospital robe, and they attached the fetal monitor and put in the IV (ouch!) At that point, they left us alone for a while, and we just talked and watched TV. Around 7:30, the anesthesiologist came in to explain how the spinal would work, and then the nurse came in and told us the doctor would be there soon!
At about 8:00, Dr. Carpio-Brown arrived, and it was show time! As soon as I found out it was time to start, I almost lost it. I started shaking like crazy, and I cried when the nurse gave me a second to give my mom and Terry a hug. She walked me next door to the OR and left Terry to put on his gown and wait in the hall. (It was really hard leaving him!)
As soon as we got to the operating room, they helped me up on the bed to get the spinal block. This was the part I was most nervous about, so I was shaking like crazy at this point! The anesthesiologist prepped my back while the nurse gave me a pillow to squeeze and let me lean on her. The worst part of the spinal was the pressure on my back while he was searching for the right spot - that was even worse than the needle! He finally found it, gave me a shot to numb the area, and inserted the block. They immediately helped me lay down, and started putting up the screen, strapping down my arms (yuck!) and putting an oxygen tube in my nose.
At this point, Terry was allowed to come in, and he just sat and held my hand and talked to me while they began the surgery. It was the strangest feeling - I knew what was going on, and I could feel people touching me, but I couldn't feel any pain at all. I felt them push around on my stomach for a few minutes, and then I heard Mason's cry - we'd been waiting 38 weeks for that!! They immediately took him to the warmer and started cleaning him up. I stared in awe, knowing that this little guy was going to change our lives forever! My first thought was that he definitely looked like Terry and I told him so. (He said, "What, wrinkled and pissed? =) The nurses wrapped him up and gave him to Terry, who immediately brought him close enough for me to see. I was so amazed at that beautiful baby, and all I wanted to do was touch him, but my arms were strapped down. All too quickly, Terry and Mason left for the nursery. I just closed my eyes and cried and thanked God that our little boy was here, and looked so strong and healthy. The nursery called in to the OR to let us know that he was 8 pounds, 2 ounces (I guessed exactly!! Don't believe me? It's documented on Facebook!) and 19 and 3/4 inches long. I didn't even hear the length because I was busy telling everyone in the OR that I guess the weight exactly!
After about 15 more minutes in the OR, they moved me to a bed (picked me up and slid me over, just like in the movies!) and sent me to recovery. My nurse (Michelle I think?) stayed with me to check my blood pressure and other stats for about 30-45 minutes. It went by fast, but at the same time seemed to go on FOREVER!!! I couldn't wait to get to my room and hold my sweet little boy! Finally, she said we were ready to go, and they wheeled me to my room (which was huge by the way!)
When I got back to my room, no one was there yet. I tried to close my eyes and rest, knowing that rest might be elusive for a while. Terry came in looking like the proudest papa you've ever seen! He told me that everything was fine, and that they would be bringing Mason in soon. Finally, a few minutes later, they brought him in, and our world changed. I will never forget holding him for the first time, and feeling how amazingly soft his skin was. (Apparently, amniotic fluid is a great moisturizer!) The nurse left us to get to know our awesome little guy, and came back to help us nurse for the first time. It took us a while, and I know my parents were going crazy with wanting to come in and see him, since they'd been there since 8ish and it was now after 10. They finally got to come in and hold him, and they were definitely the proudest grandparents you've ever seen!
Mason's birthday was such an amazing experience. Some women might have felt cheated, being unable to go through the birthing process, but I was just filled with gratitude and relief that he was here and healthy, regardless of the way he was delivered. Over the last week, Terry and I have fallen so in love with our son. We baby talk like we never imagined, and find ourselves just staring at Mason, amazed that we made him and brought him into this world. I would like to write about our first week together, and I will soon, but for now, my little boy is crying and needs his mommy!
On March 31st, we reported to L&D at 5:30 in the morning. As soon as we got there, they took us to a room to get started. Before we did anything else, we took one last pregnant picture, as seen in my previous post. I changed into my stylish hospital robe, and they attached the fetal monitor and put in the IV (ouch!) At that point, they left us alone for a while, and we just talked and watched TV. Around 7:30, the anesthesiologist came in to explain how the spinal would work, and then the nurse came in and told us the doctor would be there soon!
At about 8:00, Dr. Carpio-Brown arrived, and it was show time! As soon as I found out it was time to start, I almost lost it. I started shaking like crazy, and I cried when the nurse gave me a second to give my mom and Terry a hug. She walked me next door to the OR and left Terry to put on his gown and wait in the hall. (It was really hard leaving him!)
As soon as we got to the operating room, they helped me up on the bed to get the spinal block. This was the part I was most nervous about, so I was shaking like crazy at this point! The anesthesiologist prepped my back while the nurse gave me a pillow to squeeze and let me lean on her. The worst part of the spinal was the pressure on my back while he was searching for the right spot - that was even worse than the needle! He finally found it, gave me a shot to numb the area, and inserted the block. They immediately helped me lay down, and started putting up the screen, strapping down my arms (yuck!) and putting an oxygen tube in my nose.
At this point, Terry was allowed to come in, and he just sat and held my hand and talked to me while they began the surgery. It was the strangest feeling - I knew what was going on, and I could feel people touching me, but I couldn't feel any pain at all. I felt them push around on my stomach for a few minutes, and then I heard Mason's cry - we'd been waiting 38 weeks for that!! They immediately took him to the warmer and started cleaning him up. I stared in awe, knowing that this little guy was going to change our lives forever! My first thought was that he definitely looked like Terry and I told him so. (He said, "What, wrinkled and pissed? =) The nurses wrapped him up and gave him to Terry, who immediately brought him close enough for me to see. I was so amazed at that beautiful baby, and all I wanted to do was touch him, but my arms were strapped down. All too quickly, Terry and Mason left for the nursery. I just closed my eyes and cried and thanked God that our little boy was here, and looked so strong and healthy. The nursery called in to the OR to let us know that he was 8 pounds, 2 ounces (I guessed exactly!! Don't believe me? It's documented on Facebook!) and 19 and 3/4 inches long. I didn't even hear the length because I was busy telling everyone in the OR that I guess the weight exactly!
After about 15 more minutes in the OR, they moved me to a bed (picked me up and slid me over, just like in the movies!) and sent me to recovery. My nurse (Michelle I think?) stayed with me to check my blood pressure and other stats for about 30-45 minutes. It went by fast, but at the same time seemed to go on FOREVER!!! I couldn't wait to get to my room and hold my sweet little boy! Finally, she said we were ready to go, and they wheeled me to my room (which was huge by the way!)
When I got back to my room, no one was there yet. I tried to close my eyes and rest, knowing that rest might be elusive for a while. Terry came in looking like the proudest papa you've ever seen! He told me that everything was fine, and that they would be bringing Mason in soon. Finally, a few minutes later, they brought him in, and our world changed. I will never forget holding him for the first time, and feeling how amazingly soft his skin was. (Apparently, amniotic fluid is a great moisturizer!) The nurse left us to get to know our awesome little guy, and came back to help us nurse for the first time. It took us a while, and I know my parents were going crazy with wanting to come in and see him, since they'd been there since 8ish and it was now after 10. They finally got to come in and hold him, and they were definitely the proudest grandparents you've ever seen!
Mason's birthday was such an amazing experience. Some women might have felt cheated, being unable to go through the birthing process, but I was just filled with gratitude and relief that he was here and healthy, regardless of the way he was delivered. Over the last week, Terry and I have fallen so in love with our son. We baby talk like we never imagined, and find ourselves just staring at Mason, amazed that we made him and brought him into this world. I would like to write about our first week together, and I will soon, but for now, my little boy is crying and needs his mommy!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
He's Here!!
Our little man, Mason Eli Timberlake was born on Tuesday, March 31st at 8:23 AM! He weighs 8 lbs. 2 oz. (which was my guess exactly, by the way!) and he is 19 and 3/4 inches long. The c-section was simple - I was most nervous about the IV and the spinal block, but neither was really that bad. We had a great first day! Mason latched on fairly easily and nursed pretty well. I was feeling no pain, and Terry was instantly an amazing daddy. I knew he would be, but I LOVE watching him with Mason. We had a few visitors, and were able to rest a lot, but we didn't really sleep much - how can I put down that amazing little sleeping bundle just so I can sleep?? I know I'm going to have to get better at that!
We decided to keep Mason in the nursery for the first night, so that we could get some sleep. They brought him in to nurse around midnight, and all of a sudden, he refused to latch on. He was obviously hungry, but wasn't interested in nursing. Eventually, Terry had to give him a bottle, which broke my heart. At this point, my day had been pretty full - awake for 21 hours, major abdominal surgery, new baby, etc., so I was kind of a mess. I wasn't expecting feelings of inadequacy quite this soon! They should be bringing him back to try nursing again any time. I'm starting to feel a little pain...nothing too bad as long as I don't make any sudden movements. In the morning, they'll remove my catheter and IV, and I'll be able to get up and move around. I'm a little nervous, but it'll be nice to get out of bed.
Okay, so HERE'S what you've been looking for! Pictures!
My last maternity picture! 37 weeks, 6 days. (The morning of the c-section.)
My precious little Mason. I LOVE this picture!
He has blue eyes (for now anyway!)
One of Mason's very first pictures. He's perfect!
Grammy and Mason
Grandpa and Mason
We decided to keep Mason in the nursery for the first night, so that we could get some sleep. They brought him in to nurse around midnight, and all of a sudden, he refused to latch on. He was obviously hungry, but wasn't interested in nursing. Eventually, Terry had to give him a bottle, which broke my heart. At this point, my day had been pretty full - awake for 21 hours, major abdominal surgery, new baby, etc., so I was kind of a mess. I wasn't expecting feelings of inadequacy quite this soon! They should be bringing him back to try nursing again any time. I'm starting to feel a little pain...nothing too bad as long as I don't make any sudden movements. In the morning, they'll remove my catheter and IV, and I'll be able to get up and move around. I'm a little nervous, but it'll be nice to get out of bed.
Okay, so HERE'S what you've been looking for! Pictures!
My last maternity picture! 37 weeks, 6 days. (The morning of the c-section.)
My precious little Mason. I LOVE this picture!
He has blue eyes (for now anyway!)
One of Mason's very first pictures. He's perfect!
Grammy and Mason
Grandpa and Mason
I have a picture of Terry and Mason too, but it's still on my camera, and the camera is just out of reach! I'll add it ASAP! =) Thank you for sharing this amazing time with us!
Sunday, March 29, 2009
March 31st!
We went to L&D today to be monitored to see if my pre-eclampsia is progressing. She said things actually look pretty good, but she wants to move the C-section date up before things get worse. SO, instead of April 8th, our baby boy is going to be born THIS Tuesday, March 31st! We are SO thrilled and can't wait to meet him! We'll post pictures as soon as we can!
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Update
We had another appointment with the doctor today. My blood pressure is still a kind of high, and my swelling is still pretty bad. Our next regular appointment is next Thursday, but she doesn't want to wait that long to see us again. She asked if we could come in to L&D on Sunday morning to do more lab work, check my blood pressure, and do an NST (non-stress test - we've been doing these every week for a while.) Basically, if things are looking worse at that point as far as the pre-eclampsia goes, we'll end up delivering on Sunday or Monday!! (oh my gosh!!!) If things are still looking okay, we have a biophysical profile (ultrasound) on Thursday. For this, they give the baby scores in 5 different areas. If he scores high, that means he's doing okay, and will likely make it until our original c-section date (April 8th). If he scores low, it could mean that he's not doing well, which would mean we deliver that day! So basically, it could be Sunday, Thursday, or our original date of April 8th. Who knows at this point? Surprisingly, I'm not really stressed out about it. If it ends up being Sunday, great! (We have a bassinet, who cares if the nursery isn't done!) If we wait until the 8th, that's great too, because it means he's doing well in there, and he can use the extra time to "bake". I'll keep you posted of course...it could be SOON!!! =)
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