Jaden's Story For Mom :)

So, since you never saw me pregnant, here is me with my BIG 'ol tummy this was just a few days before Jaden was born:

Thursday morning I hadn't heard from you which was really strange. So I called you in the morning but no answer. By that night I knew something was wrong, you still hadn't called so I called you again but no answer. So I called Katie to talk about the plans for the next day since she was coming down to the hospital,  so then Jake called Katie 2x which he never does, she knew he was calling about you and Jake said you were in er but no one really knew what was going on. I called you and you answered but your phone was dying and then you hung up when someone came in the room. I think that night or early Friday morning you called Jenny I know she was there with you early Friday morning.

On Friday I told Katie to call the hospital, Katie called hospital and they said it was really bad by this time I was also in the hospital Katie and Mike were talking back and forth but still no one told me what was going on they just said they hadn't talked to you yet. Jenny could probably tell you more but this is as much of the story as I know.

So Friday morning the doctor had me come into the office so he could check me since I had been having contractions for a few days! I had to be in "active labor" for him to send me upstairs to the hospital so he said I was and off we went! Eww, also I woke up Friday morning with pink eye! I wanted to reschedule the csection because I wasn't sure what was going on with you but the baby was coming that day, ready or not! I don't know if you remember but Thursday I text you a few times and I kept asking you why you weren't calling me and you sent me a text that said:

"I love you meems! Just remember to breathe" you sent me that from the ER

So that's pretty much what I kept telling myself for most of that day! Not knowing what was going on with you I knew I couldn't fall apart like my normal emotional self and freak out! So I did what I knew you would want me to do: I pulled it together and tried to keep positive ! I prayed for you throughout the day and knew in my heart that everything would be okay even though Friday morning I didn't know how serious everything was!

So the doctor sent us upstairs to have a little baby!

I changed into my surgery gown (super cute and stylish) and they started getting me ready! Getting the iv in was a treat as always, they blew the line twice and the head nurse was the one doing it, here is a picture of what it looked like the next day, the picture actually doesn't do it any justice it looked MUCH worse in real life:

After they FINALLY got my iv in my right hand (ouch) Mike got his scrubs on lol he looked like an astronaut, what a dork:

After that I walked over to the operating room, it was so weird to think we would have a baby in about 20 minutes - like a little bun ready to come out of the oven! Here's me in that adorable gown just strolling over to have my baby like it's nothin! I think I never really over thought any of it so that's why I wasn't too worried or scared!

Mike had to wait outside while they got me and the operating room ready. The anesthesiologist gave me my spinal tap that was pretty painful having someone press so hard on your spine but I just kept breathing and it wasn't so bad. After a few seconds they laid me down on the table and I started loosing the feeling from my ribs on down- that was a strange feeling. I remember I kept asking when Mike was coming by this time the doctor was there, the sheet was up and it looked like everyone was there EXCEPT Mike. Finally the nurse said she would go get him and not even 2 minutes after he walked in the doctor said he was all set and a few minutes later I heard the baby screaming. It was the sweetest sound ever (not so sweet now 3 weeks later) but then it was so sweet, I just couldn't wait to see him! The doctor said, "don't be mad if he's not as big as we thought" and then everyone said he had blonde hair, I really thought he would look like Bree but I guess not! Here are some fun pics, viewer digression advised haha: 

They showed him to me really quick and then took him over to get weighed. He weighed exactly 8lbs and was born at 10:30 a.m. Mike went over with him and I just laid there listening to the doctors talk as they stitched me up. My shoulder hurt REALLY bad so I told the anesthesiologist (who stood behind me the whole time) and he said it was referred pain from them lying my uterus on my stomach- um ewwwwww! 

Here are a few pics of Jaden right after he was born:

Then I finally got to hold him for the 1st time (while lying down)

 

After that they wheeled me off to recovery and Mike and baby went to the nursery for his 1st bath, he loved it (just kidding)

And I added this pic just because I love it:

I stayed in recovery for like 2 hours and only got to have the baby in there for about half an hour. After that I didn't see the baby again for like 2 hours but it felt like forever. They moved me to postpartum and by that time Katie and Luke were there. Mike left with Luke to get the girls and his Dad, I still didn't have the baby and I was getting really pissed Katie had to keep going out to ask the nurse were my baby was! After about another 45 minutes they finally brought him to me, I guess they were warming him up under the warmer lil hot cake!

 

Poor Katie, knew everything that was going on with you and tried so hard to hold it all together, she did a good job! But you can tell she a rough few days

 Here is the girls holding their new little brother:

 On Saturday, they finally told me what was going on. Sarah called Katie and said things were not looking good and told Katie she needed to come out then Jenny told Katie the same thing so she Saturday decided to leave to OC. 

Late Saturday, Brad called to tell me they were airlifting you to LA. This was when I leaped out of bed because I was getting a call from you and I thought it was you but it was Brad. It felt like I ripped everyone of my stitches jumping out of that bed. We waited for what felt like hours before hearing that you made it. The nurses probably thought I was the most hormonal patient ever I was crying most of that day and night. Brad picked Katie up and they went straight to the hospital and got to see you. I can't remember what hospital you were at when they actually found out what was really going on with you. For awhile it was that you had a heart attack, you had to get a shunt in your heart and your kidneys were failing, I heard so many things in those 2 days I had no clue what was really going on. Jenny did a really good job of sending texts to update everyone.

On Monday I was released from the hospital. Tuesday and Wednesday you started to wake up from your coma. Wednesday night the nurse recommended they pull your tube because you were breathing mostly on your own. Thursday, they pulled your tube out and you started trying to talk. Katie said, you kept saying "why are we in here why arent we out there" she said you also said "I wanna go go come on roll me out of here". You wanted your makeup done before the docs came in so you had Katie do it for you in the mornings. On Sunday Katie left to come back home. 

Like I said Jenny will know more of the details, I wish I could have been there! I know Jenny and Grandpa spent a lot of time making sure your stuff at home was all in order and Brad was taken care of. I know Michelle was there with you a lot also and all the kids, Jenny, Grandpa and Michelle came to sit with you every day (and night) no one wanted you to be alone, especially in case you woke up from the coma.

I was so happy when you finally woke up, I just couldn't wait to talk to you! I had so much to tell you and just wanted to hear your voice. Hopefully, this covered a lot of what happened.

Now were just liven it up, stayin up all night with our screaming, crying, sleepless, always hungry new little bundle of joy. I sure do love him though! I can't wait for you to meet him! Mike thinks we should send this as the birth announcement, lol:

Well, I think that covers most of Jadens birth. I love you so much, see you soon!

Meems

And Off To Kindergarden She Gos!

Well, I made it- sort of. I keep looking at the clock, 2:45 can't roll around fast enough! She was so excited, and sooo cute! I almost kept her home because she has been sick all weekend but she started feeling better and this morning said she felt perfect. I know it was her first day so she couldn't miss it but I sure was sad to see her go!

I'm not sure about her teacher, her class was the only class out of 6 or 7 that had NOTHING out for the kids to do.  They said we could stay from 7:15 to 7:45 and we did but the kids just sat there, in dead silence with nothing to do while she wrote out name tags. I walked around and looked at the other classes the teachers were walking around talking to the kids as they worked on their 1st day coloring pages and played play-do. I was a little frustrated, disappointed I guess that we got the class with the teacher who seemed a bit unprepared. With teaching experience you know as a rule of thumb, you should always be prepared -ESPECIALLY on the 1st day, the kids are looking forward to it and then they come in to nothing, to just sit and stare at each other for 30 minutes. I'm sure (hoping) she will end up being a great teacher and as long as Avery had a great day that's all that matters.

It's funny how I use to say I'd love just 5 minutes to myself and here I am with hours to myself and it's killing me. The house is quiet, I can't remember the last time the house was quiet. I have stuff I can do and actually get done but instead I'm just sitting here worrying: Is she okay? Is she having fun? Does she know where the potty is? Who is she sitting by at lunch? Is she feeling okay? Does she miss me? Does she want me to come pick her up and just start homeschooling her, lol!

Bree started 7th grade, that's a whole different story but shes a first day of school pro so I'm not as worried. Anxious though to see how she likes her teachers and who is in her classes. She was excited because this year she got to move "upstairs" at school that's where all the 7th and 8th graders are. However, we found out at schedule pick up that they created a new team because the 7th grade class is so large and her team's classes are all downstairs. Poor thing, she was so excited and now all her friends are upstairs and she's downstairs. I told her it may be for the best, who knows she could end up having the best teachers and meeting great new friends- I can't wait to hear what happened.

Ahhh, first days after all these years they still give me anxiety!