10 Days Old, Sunday Outfit
Daddy napping with the little One. He caught me.
Grandma teaching Mom how to give Baby Girl a bath.
Sunday, April 13, 2014
Welcome to the World!
Welcome to Earth life, little Moriah Wight! Born April 3 at 9:05 am, weighing 7 lbs 12 oz, 20 1/2 inches long.
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I went to my stress test on Wednesday (the 2nd) expecting not to have any issues- I hadn't for the previous 4 sessions. I had even been in a hurry to get to my appointment so I only had some poptarts for breakfast, anticipating a large lunch at the cafe at the hospital after my appointment. The nurse came in when I was about done and said that the baby's heartbeat was doing things that were worrisome. Since I was already at 39 weeks the doctor decided that they would just induce me that day. The nurse walked me down to labor and delivery (making it so that I couldn't eat my lunch). This was around noon. The tech came in a little while later with my ice chips and suckers- the only things I was going to be allowed to eat until the baby was born. The entire floor was full, and I waited 2 hours to be transferred to a different room, soon after which they started me on pitocin. I was still dilated to a 1 at this point in time. From then on it was just a waiting game. I sat and watched tv or slept til Spencer came from work around 4, and then we watched tv together. I was determined to go naturally without an epidural (not only because it's expensive, but because the thought of a needle coming that close to my spinal cord scared me). Up til 9:30 that night I had only progressed to a 2, and my doctor broke my water at that point, hoping I would progress faster that way. Since I was progressing so slowly I told Spencer he could go to his soccer game. He thought once my water was broken I would go faster so he skipped the second game and came and hung out with me. My mom showed up around 11:30 that night and we all hung out together for a long while. The nurse came in again at 3 to check me and I was still only dilated to a 3 plus, and my contractions were getting to the point where I couldn't stand them. I had tried all sorts of positions trying to stay comfortable but most of the positions I found comfortable were not allowed because the monitors wouldn't stay on. My nurse explained that it traditionally takes an hour per centimeter after reaching 4, which wasn't happening. Once I found this out my patience was waning fast. I quickly decided that an epidural would be preferable to trying to endure the contractions the way they were for that much longer, and I was already exhausted, so I opted for the epidural. After that I slept until 7:30 and I was dilated to a 9 plus, and my nurse told me I would start pushing in an hour, and she started to set up the room. I started pushing, stopped for a little while, then started again once my doctor showed up. Less than 10 minutes later Moriah was born.
I went to my stress test on Wednesday (the 2nd) expecting not to have any issues- I hadn't for the previous 4 sessions. I had even been in a hurry to get to my appointment so I only had some poptarts for breakfast, anticipating a large lunch at the cafe at the hospital after my appointment. The nurse came in when I was about done and said that the baby's heartbeat was doing things that were worrisome. Since I was already at 39 weeks the doctor decided that they would just induce me that day. The nurse walked me down to labor and delivery (making it so that I couldn't eat my lunch). This was around noon. The tech came in a little while later with my ice chips and suckers- the only things I was going to be allowed to eat until the baby was born. The entire floor was full, and I waited 2 hours to be transferred to a different room, soon after which they started me on pitocin. I was still dilated to a 1 at this point in time. From then on it was just a waiting game. I sat and watched tv or slept til Spencer came from work around 4, and then we watched tv together. I was determined to go naturally without an epidural (not only because it's expensive, but because the thought of a needle coming that close to my spinal cord scared me). Up til 9:30 that night I had only progressed to a 2, and my doctor broke my water at that point, hoping I would progress faster that way. Since I was progressing so slowly I told Spencer he could go to his soccer game. He thought once my water was broken I would go faster so he skipped the second game and came and hung out with me. My mom showed up around 11:30 that night and we all hung out together for a long while. The nurse came in again at 3 to check me and I was still only dilated to a 3 plus, and my contractions were getting to the point where I couldn't stand them. I had tried all sorts of positions trying to stay comfortable but most of the positions I found comfortable were not allowed because the monitors wouldn't stay on. My nurse explained that it traditionally takes an hour per centimeter after reaching 4, which wasn't happening. Once I found this out my patience was waning fast. I quickly decided that an epidural would be preferable to trying to endure the contractions the way they were for that much longer, and I was already exhausted, so I opted for the epidural. After that I slept until 7:30 and I was dilated to a 9 plus, and my nurse told me I would start pushing in an hour, and she started to set up the room. I started pushing, stopped for a little while, then started again once my doctor showed up. Less than 10 minutes later Moriah was born.
Flowers and a balloon from Grandma L.
Although I doubt any of them will ever see this, I would like to thank the doctors and the nurses that helped us out. They were all extremely incredible and helpful! I actually miss being there and being able to associate with such wonderful people.
Dinner Date
My brother and sister-in-law came down to Utah from Oregon for a break from school. My parents came up from S. Utah and we went to dinner at Chuck-a-Rama in Ogden. It is so nice to be together.
April Fools!
This is what we woke up to on April 1st. I guess Mother Nature had to have the first gag of the day.
Sunday, March 30, 2014
So Close and Yet So Far...
Today marks 38 weeks and 4 days along for me. Baby girl could be born any day now. Now that the house is set up to functionality she can come any time-- and I wish she would. Sooner, rather than later. After almost a weeks worth of having Braxton-Hicks off and on I thought I'd be dilated more than I was at my doctor's appointment on Wednesday. I was still dilated to 1 cm (which is what I was at the week before). It feels like every moment is an eternity waiting for things to happen. I guess that's how it is when you're this far along.
Because I have had some high blood pressure (but not high enough to justify inducing me as of yet), my doctor has determined that if I haven't delivered by the time I see her this week we will set up an appointment to induce me. We're hoping to set that date for the 7th. I hope she comes sooner because I'm just biding my time ('cause that's the kinda guy I'm) right now. One week has never seemed so long.
Because I have had some high blood pressure (but not high enough to justify inducing me as of yet), my doctor has determined that if I haven't delivered by the time I see her this week we will set up an appointment to induce me. We're hoping to set that date for the 7th. I hope she comes sooner because I'm just biding my time ('cause that's the kinda guy I'm) right now. One week has never seemed so long.
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Starting up again-- maybe
Worked on a painting for the first time in a long time as a gift for my cousin's wedding. I don't want to brag, but I think it turned out really well.
Showering the Baby
Had a fun shower in Goonah with my friends in S. Utah. Got lots of fun things. We definitely got showered with lots of love and wonderful gifts. This girl won't have any shortage of cute things.
The elephant towel my friend made us :)
Moving!
After almost 2 years in our wonderful house, our landlady decided in January that she needed to downsize (since her husband died last year) so she was going to remodel the house we were in and move in. So, in essence, we got kicked out. We were given til the first of March to find a new place and move out. We found a new place to live, but the people still living there were trying to finish the house they're building before they got out, so our move-out date got pushed back a week. Still we made it, and with 4 weeks to put together the house until baby girl comes.
Yeah, I packed pretty much all these boxes; and yes, I did it as an 8 mo. woman. (Ok, so S did all the heavy lifting, but I packed them all...) This is the before pic.
And this is the after... my poor empty house!
The Little Ones of February
In February I was asked to watch my 2 nieces every Wednesday while their mother started a new job. I love them to death, but finding something to do with them for 6 hours straight multiple weeks in a row was a painstaking task, since we don't have any kids of our own yet, and therefore not a lot of toys. Thankfully, they were able to make their own fun. Cheap and easy...
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