Taken by Storm

What a week! And it isn’t even over yet. 🙂 So after our thrilling experience on Christmas Eve day we settled in for what we thought would be a typical Christmas and week.  Maybe the contractions on Christmas Eve night should have fore-warned me – after all I did catch myself praying as a strongish one woke me, “Please, no baby on Christmas.”  But the contractions tapered off and I shrugged them off along with all the others that weren’t “really there” figuring that I would have contractions for at least a week or two leading up to the birth of baby.

The 26th rolled around and we were all having fun playing with new toys and watching new movies.  Paul was at work again and I did manage to call him to let him know that I was having contractions – but nothing I though was serious.  Then, at one point I noticed they were somewhat regular – say every 5-8 minutes or so and just a bit stronger.  So, I made a call to my midwife to let her know.

“Do you want me to stop by?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “I dunno, it’s probably nothing.”  This comment based off of the numerous times in the past where contractions would go on for days or weeks with no real progress.

“Well, why don’t I go ahead and stop by and check you. Then we might have a slight idea of if it might be soon or not.”

I agreed to the idea and she planned on stopping by in the evening when Paul would be home.  I made dinner and got the kids fed.  When the midwife came by we found that I was dialated to a 2.  That might mean a lot to some people, but to me it meant the baby MIGHT come by the due date – or be late as usual.  Our midwife guestimated sometime within the next week or so – none of us expected to be greeting James so soon. 🙂

After the children were in bed that night and I was quietly sitting in my chair unwinding from the craziness of the day I began to occasionally mention to Paul whenever I had a contraction.  After the first few he commented to me, “Those are pretty close together, lets time them.”  He timed them regularly for over an hour and we discovered they were gaining strength and averaging 4 minutes apart and about 45 seconds long.  So once again we called and talked with the midwife and decided that I would attempt to go to sleep and see if the contractions died off, or kept going.

Off to bed I went and when it got to be 12:00 and I still couldn’t sleep because the contractions were even stronger I decided that this might indeed be the real thing.  Somewhat still skeptical we called our friends to come stay with the children while they slept, grabbed our bag (which I had finally finished packing that day) and headed up to the birth center.  The contractions were really getting strong now, as I walked into the birth center I had to continually stop and breathe through them.

So, to make a long story short James was born at 4:06 – about 4 hours of really active labor and the shortest pushing period after my water broke ever – he just wanted out of there.

We headed home later that day as I was yearning for my bed and the comfort of my own home.  Kids were still farmed out to friends so we slept the rest of the evening away and a good portion of Friday, though I was having terrible after-birth pains compounded by stomach cramps as I seemed to have caught some kind of intestinal bug or something – (which seems to finally be passing thank goodness – I have chugged more water today than I ever thought possible. 🙂  )  Paul also took James in to see the pediatrician to have a routine check-up to make sure everything was looking good, probably more for ours, and our ped’s santity than anything else.  James passed with flying colors and appears to be a healthy happy baby boy.  While we are definitely put more at ease after the ped visit, we are still watching him like a hawk, which is natural I suppose after our experience with Jacob.

Our whirlwind week continued this morning when, on top of my not feeling well on top of just having had a baby, Jacob awoke vomitting and with a fever of 102.6 and climbing.  Poor Paul was put through the paces as he juggled between trying to take care of a toddler who was vommitting multiple times and feeling absolutely miserable, three active little girls, and a me. He fared farely well though by evening when I was feeling slightly better and Paul had finally managed to snag a nap on the couch I hadn’t the heart to wake him and threw together a fast and easy dinner casserole (shame on me for not being prepared as usual with casseroles for such occasions waiting in the freezer).  I also tossed some laundry through (didn’t need the sicky germs getting around) after which my energy was zapped, Paul woke up and growled at me (such a sweet hubby) and I crashed again in bed and fed baby. 

A highlight from the day was a surprise visit (they let us know last night) from my Uncle and Aunt who were visiting from St. George, UT.  Since they were on the road they didn’t know about James, so it was fun and exciting all around for us to see them, and for them to meet our new arrival.  Jacob even managed to stagger out from his bedroom for a hello.

So, that has been our exciting week – we even had snow on Christmas day, which I failed to mention. So this evening Jacob seems to be feeling better, though still sporting a fever of 102 something, and I am feeling better – tired and sore, but at least not the other stuff too (I think I was dehydrated, but I am definitely not now).  Tomorrow will hopefully bring no more sickies and a healthier Jacob. 🙂

Now, I leave you with another photo of James and a promise of more photos still to come…

This is James’ going home photo – see his arms are even raised in a cheer, “YAY! I’m going home!” Ok, so it is his sleeve sticking up and not his arms, but it makes for a cute photo just the same. 🙂

James Going Home


Filed under Children, James, Photography, Pregnancy

7 responses to “Taken by Storm

  1. zoo

    my word! life is happening so fast it seems. congrats on the new arrival!

  2. Very very cute photo. I’m so glad you guys are starting to feel better. I hope you guys have a very boring new year! 😀

  3. what a whirlwind…congrats on your healthy little boy.

  4. I’m so thrilled for you! Glad to hear baby James is healthy and that you are on the mend as well :). Hope Jacob feels better soon and that noone else gets the “sickies”.

  5. Kellie

    congratulstions!! welcome to the world, james. I’m so happy that you are healthy and the cutest newborn i’v seen. he is not even crinkly and funny colored! 🙂

  6. Wow, what an experience! Sounds like things are finally settling down. Glad you had a chance to sit in front of the computer and tell us all about it.

  7. Hey, my kiddo got that outfit for Christmas. Can you tell me why things are made 5-8 lbs for newborn and my 8 lb, 13 oz kid swims in them? I can’t wait for him to actually grow into an outfit! (but will be sad when he grows out of one!) lol

    That is a mystery in the clothing world that we will most likely never know the answer to 🙂

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