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Family of Five

I can’t really say how I feel being a family of five since it’s only been two weeks and in that time I have been resting and recuperating. I’ve had lots of help around the house from both sets of grandparents, an aunt, and J handling all my normal mommy duties. It takes a team of adults to make up for me being on bed rest, what does that tell you? I am starting to slowly ease back into my normal routine and I’ll have to report back in a couple more weeks.

 We have a little tradition where we do our first family snapshot in specific shirts. It started 5 years ago Z’s shirt said birthday boy and mine said Super mom. J had a shirt that said dad to the bone but it shrunk.

 Two and a half years later we had SJ and a friend of mine got big brother little sister shirts for them. J and I wore the same shirts.

Another 2.5 years have gone by and J, Z and I all wore our shirts again! E got a little brother onesie from my friend Mels. SJ was the only one left and J and I found her big sister shirt on our baby moon.

 
It was really hard just to get the 3 of them sitting still for a half second, but I am hoping I will get some more sibling pictures soon.

By |2015-05-14T23:15:40+00:00October 17, 2012|Uncategorized|2 Comments
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Photo Stream Baby Update

I still have to take E’s official newborn photos along with pics of all of the kids together and with other family members, but I am being really strict about taking a full 2 weeks to recover from childbirth. 2 1/2 years ago I pushed it a little too much and got sick after having SJ, and the same thing happened with Z. So I am just resting and starting to feel more and more like my normal self everyday. Anyway, with photo sessions on hold I will share with you some wonderfully low quality pics taken with my old iPhone.
This was the outfit Z wore home from the hospital.

 Here J is putting him in the carseat for the first time. He left the hospital weighing 7.9 pounds. He is my smallest baby by a full pound.

 The kids like to make sure he has his “lovie”. I can’t get enough of those little newborn smirks.

 The photo below was taken at his first pediatric appointment. They had him come in for a second visit just to check weight and he is now 7.14.

 E is a natural when it comes to breast feeding. We haven’t had any problems at all, but when the lactation consultants at the hospital asked, I admitted his biggest obstacle is just waking up or staying awake. He is now 11 days old and still sleeps almost constantly. This is a rare photo of him with his eyes open, and you get to see that handsome dark hair of his too.

 Before E was born we searched at several stores for an orange hat because a lot of the clothes we gravitated towards had orange in them. Our orange hat search was fruitless, but at the hospital they have volunteers that donate knit hats for each baby and E’s was ORANGE! One of the nurses even commented on his hat because they give many different colors, but she hadn’t seen an orange one before. We think they made pumpkin hats for October which was perfect for my October birthday boy.

E is just the sweetest, cuddliest, sleepiest, and most content baby. However, I know the days are coming where he is going to require a little more. I am sure it will be a rude awakening for E when the family visits will be over and he won’t be held ALL THE TIME, but for now it’s easy street and nothing but cuteness. I’ll take it. 
By |2015-05-14T23:15:40+00:00October 12, 2012|Uncategorized|3 Comments
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Ezie’s Birth Story

 

October 1, 2012
“Honey. Wake up! I don’t feel good. I’ve been throwing up. I think we should just head toward the hospital” 
It was 3:00 am and we had only been asleep for a couple hours, but all I knew was that I was already at least 4 cm dilated (according to my last check up) and had been having a few mild contractions. We live an hour away from the hospital. I didn’t want to take any chances.
The bags had already been packed and loaded up the day before and my parents were watching the kids, so we just hopped in the car and headed to Lexington. When we got there at 5:00 am we had no where to go. I wasn’t in labor yet, but at least we were now a safe distance away from the hospital if things did progress. We parked outside of one of our favorite restaurants and slept in the car until they opened at 7:00. After breakfast we headed to the midwives office to have a little meeting about where things were at and she encouraged us to head to the hospital. We spent the next couple hours of early labor shopping and timing contractions, which were around 6 minutes apart at this point. I was pumped.
We finally checked into the hospital and after getting poked and stabbed a few times for my IV and blood tests I took a nap thinking it would be a good idea to rest up before show time. I did get some rest, but I also felt like afterwards my body had decided to call it a day and close up shop. I wasn’t feeling any contractions at all. I started to panic, but the midwife came and J and I talked to her about my fears of being rushed, and how I was worried that they were going to break my water. The medical team reassured me that I could take as much time as I needed. So against their recommendations I declined having them break my bag of water, but I thought it would be okay to strip my membranes since I was already at a 5 anyway and it was a such a minimal form of intervention. If I didn’t progress any further and decided to check out this would not prevent me from leaving the hospital.
At around 6:30 pm things started to get a little more serious and I called in the troops (my midwife, mom, and sister in law).
This labor was completely different than either of my other two, but I was grateful to have been prepared with knowledge and research as things progressed almost completely by the book.
First my contractions were coming 3 minutes apart. I could talk, but I had to focus. During this part of active labor J massaged my back.
I stood up and rocked frequently. I danced the baby down taking breaks to sit on the labor ball which relieved a lot of pressure.

I wanted to pace myself and allow gravity to work on our behalf before moving into the tub.
About an hour later once I finished getting my 2nd round of antibiotics for the GBS I decided I was ready to get in the tub. My midwife encouraged a kneeling and leaning position since Ezra seemed to be laying a little twisted and not quite straight up and down.

I was glad to be in the water, but within a few contractions I felt nauseated and they brought a bag for me to throw up in. Vomiting during and in between contractions was not pretty or fun, but as I trembled and felt so depleted I was also encouraged. This could only mean one thing. Transition.
At this point I was praying and visualizing as I went from one wave of intensity to the next trying to groan and moan instead of quit, which wasn’t an option anyway. I felt like this next stage of intense pain was taking too long, but between each contraction I would relax and soak up the moment of rest before opening up to the next one. Remember the closer they come the closer you are to the end I told myself. All the while J was there telling me how amazing I was, how beautiful I looked, and reminding me to breath and keep my lips loose. He was my hero! The best labor coach anyone could ask for, and we never even studied the Bradley method. At this point I was so uncomfortable I was at the point of swearing off anymore children and I told myself I would count down 10 more contractions. I don’t know what my plan would be after that, but I was just trying to break it down into sizable intervals and distract myself like when you are running long distance.

After about 45 minutes of that transition stage I felt it. The urge to push. I started to smile. I almost laughed. My body was working FOR me and I was grateful to it.

 It is such a feeling of empowerment, but before we get to our happy ending I had a few strong pushes where I was bearing down with everything in me and then came the next stage which I was familiar with, but had never quite experienced to this degree.
The ring of fire.
This is the intensely excruciating climax of childbirth. Still, I knew that this meant it was about to be over, except I pushed a few more times and it wasn’t over. Still no baby. This is when I lost control. I had followed all of the rules and thought I knew each stage, but why was a I still feeling like my innards were being ripped out of me!? I heard the midwife and nurse whisper something to each other. Finally I screamed “What is going on!?” I am not usually that typical pregnant woman you see in the movies, but I needed information! I needed to know if something was wrong and if not I needed the encouragement that I was about to meet my baby. Luckily I got the latter answer. A couple of pushes later I felt his head and body come out all in one swoop. At 10:35 pm Ezra was born.

The relief was instant, as was the love and adoration that I felt for my son. I can write paragraphs and tell stories about the birth, but no words can describe the emotion that comes with bringing a new life into this world!

The 24 hours leading up to Ezra’s birth were a lot more intense than with my other two. It wasn’t easy, but it was a privilege.

By |2016-03-22T19:31:00+00:00October 6, 2012|My Life, Natural Living, Pregnancy & Birth|4 Comments
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He’s Here (My 1,000th Entry)

It’s a boy!
Ezra Wesley
Born October 1, 2012 at 10:35 pm
at The Women’s Hospital in Lexington Kentucky
He weighed 8 pounds 1 ounce
His height is 20.75 inches

It’s been a tiring first few days which is why I am a little behind with this announcement. That and I wanted to get caught up with blog entries I had previously written about the hospital bag, the birth plans, and my maternity outfits. You see, I knew I was coming up on my 1,000 blog post and I couldn’t think of any better thing to write about for the big ONE THOUSAND than the birth announcement of my son.

He’s perfect in every way. I had forgotten the euphoric emotions that come along with having a new life in your arms. I could say thank you to God one thousand times for blessing me with this tiny treasure. I could come up with a thousand reasons that after only 2 days of having him here I am hopelessly captured by him. It hasn’t been the easiest journey, but I would do it all 1,000 times more to have precious Ezra in our lives.

I love you my sweet baby boy! 
By |2015-05-14T23:15:40+00:00October 4, 2012|Uncategorized|2 Comments
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Going to Town With Brown

I thought it would be fun to squeeze in one maternity edition of What I Wore Wednesday before it’s back to squeezing into pants without elastic waste bands. So, I had a few snapshots taken of what I’ve been wearing during these final weeks of pregnancy

First off we have my baby shower ensemble which consists of a thrift store shirt and consignment shop boots. Along with two pairs of brown leggings. The double leggings is a little trick I picked up from Lindsey, the host of What I Wore Wednesday. She wore two pairs for extra warmth, but I thought it would also come in handy to avoid fashion faux pas, like see through leggings.

Next up is what I wore on my baby moon. I got this Old Navy maternity dress second hand from a friend and I paired it with a cardigan and wedge heels. I actually ditched the sweater and wore my hair down when my husband and I went to a concert that evening. The dress transitioned from day time to evening wear quite well actually.

I am usually super conservative when it comes to pictures in bathing suits, but there was an indoor pool at our hotel on our baby moon and I wanted to show how this Land’s End swimsuit, which was a result of my postpartum swim suit challenge from 2 1/2 years ago, works so well as maternity suit too. Look at that belly!

Then finally we have a Liz Lang maternity dress which is yet another thrift find that I have had for many years. It’s come in handy for many occasions, pregnant or not.

 Looking back at some of my favorite maternity ensembles and looking ahead to autumn I think it’s safe to say 

I’ve got a thing for this color and I know it. I love me some brown. I’m not afraid to show it!

By |2015-05-14T23:15:40+00:00October 2, 2012|Uncategorized|2 Comments
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A Monumental Occasion

For me birth is like a wedding; a grand event, an emotional production, a monumental occasion worth celebrating. 
I am tedious when it comes to planning out details for parties and gatherings. I can’t help myself, and believe it or not the birth of my children fall into that catagory for me. Besides my own scrupulous check lists, I am notorious for creating packets for family members that include phone numbers, birth plans, directions, schedules etc. I am not a pregzilla though, really I am not! I believe in the statement blessed are the flexible, for they will not be bent out of shape. Natural childbirth is probably the epitome of unpredictability and that is one of things that I find alluring about it, while at the same time doing everything I possibly can to be prepared.
Since I tend to have inconsistent contractions and fast labors I have planned for J and I to head toward the hospital when contractions are a whopping 10 minutes apart. From there I have a list of ideas for killing time and keeping my mind off of things. 
This shouldn’t be too difficult since I’ve had almost 9 months to fall in love with the city of Lexington which is where the birth will be taking place. In fact in preparing hotel information, hospital coordinates, and places to eat or entertain children during the labor, I got a little carried away and went ahead and made a brochure. Yes an actual brochure that I titled “The Busch’s Guide to Lexington”. 

 It was fun for me to do and we all got a few good laughs out of it. It’s really practical too though, everyone in the family can know what’s happening where and how far it is from the hospital. 
So you’ve peeked inside my hospital bag, you’ve had glimpses of my birth plans, and as much as at all looks like it is coming together I guess we just have to wait and see what how all of this unfolds. As long as I come home with a healthy little baby then I will feel like this mission was a success.
By |2015-05-14T23:15:40+00:00October 1, 2012|Uncategorized|1 Comment
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My Overstuffed Hospital Bag

Packing my hospital bag has been one of the more intimidating aspects of having a hospital birth. I know I am overpacking, but I don’t want to forget anything at the house which is over an hour away.
Early on in the pregnancy I found this little blog post on pinterest about what not to bring to the hospital. She goes through and talks about all of the things she should have just left at home. So I can take the advice of this blog post and many other moms who would encourage me to pack light, or I can be bull headed and bring all but the kitchen sink. Since I am nine months pregnant, and as stubborn as my two year old, I am going to go ahead and share with you the top ten unneccessary items I plan on taking to the hospital with us
  1. my swimsuit
I know it’s not a beaches resort I am going to, but I will hopefully get a room with a labor tub, and I would feel much more relaxed if I am not in the buff. I even read a tip online for the husband to bring his suit too in case wifey needs her labor partner as a support in the shower. So we have our bathing suits packed and ready.
  1. my lamp
My midwife is very encouraging of whatever kind of lighting and ambiance we prefer to have to feel the most comfortable. J and I mutually decided to bring a lamp that we got as a wedding gift. We’ve had it with us since day one of our marraige so I think it will be comforting. 
  1. emergency delivery kit
Given that I tend to have lickity split deliveries and we are a risky ways away from the hospital I have printed out instructions for an emergency delivery and I am bringing trash bags and towels. I pray that these items will not be needed. 
  1. my computer
For both of my other child births I spent an exstensive amount of time hand picking hundreds of songs for labor and photos to be looping as a slideshow on my laptop. This tradition continues. 
  1. my tree

The most bulky unnecessary item I plan to bring is this little inspirational tree that I made. It was somewhat inspired by a pinterest thing I saw. There is so much significance to this tree I won’t even go into all of it, but I am in love with this comforting item from home. 

  1. underwear
I understand that bras may not fit, and depends (or the mesh hospital panties I have heard so much about) are the way to go after child birth. I have been there done that and know it all too well, but I still can’t even fathom not having at least a couple pairs of undies packed up just in case. 
  1. photo of kids
Even with the digital slideshow I can’t think of anything more comforting and calming than a framed photo of my precious little ones that WILL NOT be joining us for the occasion.
  1. gifts from baby brother
I read about this idea online and thought it would help the kiddos to feel appreciated and bonded. They will be receiving a present from their new brother. I want it to be something to encourage the idea that their brother loves them already. 
  1. blanket
This was an insider tip from a girl I know that delivered at the same hospital. Everyone says bring your own pillow, but she actually said her husband froze to death and brought a blanket the next time they had a baby. 
  1. Digital SLR kit
I am sure we could get sufficient pictures with a point and shoot, but I have asked my sister in law if she could take pictures with my camera equipment. This will be my first time not having a birth photographer capture the moment, but documenting the birth on ‘film’ is very important to me and so the equipment is coming! 

These are not all of the items coming, but like I said before, probably the most unnecessary. We’ll see how I feel about hauling it all into the different rooms when the time comes. Or should I say we’ll see how J feels?

By |2015-05-14T23:15:40+00:00October 1, 2012|Uncategorized|2 Comments
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Oh Boy!

I am posting two blog entries back to back because a lot has happened since I wrote that happy little post about all of my plans and predictions. While in Lexington for our baby moon I also had a scheduled prenatal appointment because I am very practical in that way. That is when I found out our baby boy is head down and ready to go, and by ready to go I mean my midwife doesn’t expect me to get through this weekend.

For those that are not interest in labor details, I think you’ve heard enough. For every one else I am 70% effaced, at a zero station, and right about 4 cm dilated! In other words I am about half way through the whole process already. Granted, I have not had any major braxton hicks and some women can be where I am at still not go into labor for weeks, but it’s not common. 
I am excited and nervous all at the same time. As I was sitting on the examination table in shock I said ‘I  hope I can make it to October. I already have a September birthday boy’. The odd things that come to my mind. Speaking of big brother, maybe Z was on to something when he did a chalk drawing yesterday of the baby head down in my belly. 

I don’t know where my arms and hair are!?
I am hoping to make it to this Monday for several reasons (the bathroom renovation upstairs is one, the October thing is another), but of course we are not going to be disappointed regardless of when he decides to make his entrance. 
 
I am glad I got my 9 month photo last night.
Well, I may feel unprepared, but regardless I look forward to this joyous occasion. We’ve got room for ya buddy and looking forward to seeing your precious face. 
By |2015-05-14T23:15:40+00:00September 27, 2012|Uncategorized|3 Comments
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Guess the Baby Stats

I am less than two weeks away from my due date! I’ve said this before, but both of my kids were due on the 9th (of different months) and born on the 4th just shy of 1:00 am. So if I follow suit, this baby could be here in about a week! Both of my children were also similar weight and height. That’s why I am going to GUESS this baby will be

born- October 5th at 2:00 am
weighing- 8.10 pounds
measuring- 21 inches

I am just throwing that out there. Feel free to give your own guesses!

It’s funny how the majority of the pregnancy I have been giving myself a guilt trip for being so distracted with other things. I guess I am making up for it now because ALL I can think about is getting ready for the new arrival (and chewing ice, which I know means I am probably anemic, but anyway…). This has felt like the quickest pregnancy ever and I can’t believe the big day could be any day now!

I try to make it a tradition to get out and have some fun at the end of each pregnancy. So, the past week has been spent celebrating and enjoying quality time with the people I love.

Saturday was my baby shower which was really special. I had such a great time just hanging out with all the other women that I hardly ever get to talk to and I felt very loved.

 The theme was Little Prince. The diaper castle and castle cake were AMAZING!

 Above: Friends from church Below: My cousin, mom, nephew, and sister in laws.

Tuesday was shopping and pedicures with my mom. We spent the whole day trying to prepare and pamper at the same time. It was a success!

I am currently on my baby moon with J which has been so wonderful. My favorite part is just getting to rest. I took several naps and went to bed early last night. I’ll be dreaming about that child free temperupedic hotel bed for months to come.

I don’t have many pics yet, but here are our coffees at our favorite little hang out place in Lexington.

Now that I am feeling refreshed I am ready to get back to business. This next (potentially last) week of pregnancy I plan on using every ounce of my time and energy to get all the final details ready for this little guy. Here we go!

By |2015-05-14T23:15:40+00:00September 27, 2012|Uncategorized|2 Comments
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Baby On The Way

I’ve been anxious to share about these two simple children’s books that have really come in handy over the past month and the funny thing is I wasn’t even seeking them out.

The first one was available for free to take from the hospital when SJ had her sedated testing. It’s called My Own Prayers, by Larry Carney and it has simple little prayers for things like going to school, getting lost, or being scared of the dark. We brought it to the Doctor with us last time Z and SJ had to get shots because Z insisted he wanted to read the “Prayer for Getting a Shot” and we did. It was helpful for SJ too since we have the language barrier where neither of us really know the signs that would apply to this situation I was able to show her the picture and point to her and mommy and the doctor and I think it helped explain what was happening. I do have to mention one prayer in the book that kind of funny to me. It shouldn’t be, because it’s a very serious topic and I think it’s good that it was addressed, but the prayer is for “When My Parents Argue” and it goes like this:

The other book is one that I came across at a thrift store for 69 cents and I LOVE it! I don’t want to be overly dramatic, but it has been a blessing in our lives and we read it again last night per Z’s request. First of all it is a children’s book by the Sears family and if you know who Dr. Sear’s is you know his natural approach to child birth and parenting is right up my alley. It’s called Baby On The Way, and it’s  kind of like a candid, age appropriate version of “What to Expect When You Are Expecting” for children. It’s really helped Z to understand more about what is happening. He saw this picture and was surprised to find that the baby inside is naked! It’s pretty cool, but the thing that really elated me about this little book is that the pictures are fun and descriptive. It is a way, once again, for me to be able to communicate with my daughter what is going on. In the back of my mind I had been worried about SJ. When she was born Z understood what was going on. He would talk about the baby in my tummy and that he was going to be a big brother. Here we are again, it’s SJ turn and she is the same age Z was, but how do I really get her to understand. There is no time to teach all the signs that go along with pregnancy and child birth and I don’t want her to be any more blindsided than she has to be when we have a new baby and my stomach isn’t huge anymore. Well, the pictures in this book are an answer to my prayers. They go through everything from mommy feeling sick, to mommy going to the hospital, and mommy breast feeding. It even shows the newborn baby with the umbilical cord clamp. When I first read it to the kids there is one picture where you see the mommy’s belly while she is at the Doctor and SJ pulled up my shirt pointed to the picture and then pointed to my tummy. You can probably envision my heart leaping in that moment She gets it! She understands! She does this every time we get to that page, probably because she got such a great reaction the first time. I would recommend this book to anyone who has a child that is about have a sibling.

Speaking of which, we are getting geared up for baby #3. I am 37 weeks tomorrow and if I follow the previous patterns we are about 2 weeks away from delivery. Ahhhh! There is still a ton left to do, but having 2 children already I do realize that the baby doesn’t need much. No matter what we do or don’t get accomplished on my to do list at this point we are going to be okay. I have a baby shower on Saturday, a baby moon with J next week, and my mom and I are going to get a pedicure and go shopping one of these days. So there are lots of exciting things underway. I will definitely keep every one posted if there is any news to announce.

By |2015-05-14T23:15:40+00:00September 18, 2012|Uncategorized|1 Comment
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