Sunday, December 30, 2012

40 weeks

Saturday, December 22, 2012


Eleanor newborn pictures

Our sweet Eleanor Wren is finally here safe and sound and as sweet as can be.
We are absolutely elated to love on her all day long.
We thankfully made it through finals!
 (with the help of A LOT of people. thank you. you know who you are)
And now we sit around the house fighting over who gets to hold her 
(and I always win because I'm her mom and I worked the hardest to get her here:)
We snuggle her constantly.
We feed her for hours. 
(she is slow and would rather snuggle than eat)
We sleep a little less.
We do more puzzles, leave the house never, and keep our pajamas on all day long.
It's amazing.

Eleanor Wren

After so much fear for so many weeks sweet Eleanor is finally here.
We made it to the hospital just in time after debating back and forth for quite a while whether I was actually in labor or not. With very little difference from the same old contractions I had had from 24 weeks, we loaded in the car, got up to foothill drive, almost turned around because my contractions slowed from 2 minutes apart to 5 minutes apart and I thought they would send me home again, decided to keep going, got to the hospital (but kept all our stuff in the car because they were probably going to send us home,) and had a baby an hour later. 
I was at a 7 when we got to labor and delivery. Good thing we didn't turn around.
No epidural, no doctor, and lots and lots of nurses and residents later, we had one very blue baby.
They called the resuscitation team in to help her get breathing and get her heart beat at a healthier rate.
She pinked up and started breathing just fine and fell right to sleep.
She never cried.

That has now changed;)

The resident who saved our bums and delivered Eleanor so fast.

First bath

Screen shot of the stopwatch from us timing the contractions. Yuck.

Present Eleanor got Jack as a peace offering.
Good work E

Headed home

Welcome home to me. I love this man SOOOO much!


Pregnancy and I have a love hate relationship.
While I thank my Heavenly Father every day (especially with this pregnancy) for the blessing of feeling  each baby kick and roll, I just really wish those kicks weren't in my ribs:) I feel extremely honored to have the privilege of carrying a child of God, of being a part of creating a beautiful human being that will share it's amazing personality and gifts with me for those 9 months and the rest of it's life.
And then I go throw up.
Again and again and again.

Love hate. 

Which is why I love these first two pictures. 
The silhouette is beautiful and touching. But if you could actually see me this day, you would know that I had deep purple circles under my eyes from trying to sleep through contractions. I hadn't showered because the medicine they had me on made my hair fall out. I felt sick because the third trimester brought more morning sickness with it. And I was kind of miserable.

But that's okay because now that beautiful small person is here.
She is safe.
She is loved.
And she will grow and do amazing things, create an amazing story of her own, and I will get to watch.

Every Saturday morning.
10:00 AM opening sugar house DI.

Jack trying to get breakfast while I was upstairs sick.
A medicine dropper into the orange to get orange juice.
The kid's not dumb.
I hadn't seen M in what felt like weeks. Grocery shopping needed to be done so I hopped my bed rested bum onto the Walmart jazzy and away we went! 
true. love.
date night JUST in time. cheesecake factory the night before E was born.