Reed and his friend, Asher, hung out the other day. Asher is just over a week older than Reed. Look how cute they are!
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Best Buddies
Reed and his friend, Asher, hung out the other day. Asher is just over a week older than Reed. Look how cute they are!
Sunday, July 27, 2008
All Boys
We decided to get a few pictures of all the little boys in the family (there are now 6 of them under the age of 5): Brandon, Mckay, Trevor, Rhett, Colton, and Reed. Mckay was such a good older cousin and wanted to hold the Reedster. I love his face though when Reed is crying....like "what the heck is going on?" And how Rhettsky didn't want to have anything to do with a crying baby. Colton and Reed are only a month apart in age--it's crazy to see how fast they grow!
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Thoughts & Questions
Reed hit his 2 week mark today. With that come many questions I have concerning the whole parenting thing:
1. When is it too early to introduce formula? I am exclusively breastfeeding at the moment, but I also pump and Kevin gives him one bottle a day. This was another issue...lots of people said not to give him a bottle because he'll get confused. Yeah whatever. I hear formula-fed babies sleep longer. What are your thoughts on giving formula at night only? I can only last so long on an hour of sleep a night. So not formula all day, but maybe at night? Will he get "confused?"
2. What do you do if your baby has their days and nights confused? Reed is so fussy and restless at night; of course he sleeps peacefully during the day. I wake him up every 2-3 hours during the day to eat, but that hasn't made a difference. Any suggestions? We're going to put him in his own room tonight and see if that helps at all.
3. I think Reed is binky-dependent. Grrr. I wanted to avoid this at all costs. But what do you do when he wants to self-soothe but hasn't found his hands yet? And I don't want to feed him every hour. I'm not a human pacifier.
4. We tried out a baby sling the other day. Not a fan. Reed looked ridiculously uncomfortable and not secure. Are we doing it wrong? You'd think we know considering that Kevin sells them.
5. I feel more limited now than I did during pregnancy with the foods I have to avoid. Gosh, I want chocolate so bad! Stop giving me candy, people. It just sits in my cupboard and mocks me.
6. When should we bring Reedster to church?
7. Is there some sort of trick to breastfeeding in public? First of all, there is no way I could ever do it one-handed (boobs too big). I basically have to undress myself to feed him at all. I don't understand how the whole nursing bra, undergarments, thing works. I have a "hooter hider" but still I can't do it one-handed or discreetly. I need to master this if I want to ever leave my apartment. I have had to schedule everything around Reed eating.
8. Do your boobs ever stop leaking?
I am open for any suggestions whatsoever. I have no idea what I am doing. Especially with the whole night thing. Our pediatrician said it's pretty much impossible to introduce a routine until 6 weeks. But why do all those books say otherwise? I don't know if I can last another 4 weeks before dying. Give your input PLEASE!
1. When is it too early to introduce formula? I am exclusively breastfeeding at the moment, but I also pump and Kevin gives him one bottle a day. This was another issue...lots of people said not to give him a bottle because he'll get confused. Yeah whatever. I hear formula-fed babies sleep longer. What are your thoughts on giving formula at night only? I can only last so long on an hour of sleep a night. So not formula all day, but maybe at night? Will he get "confused?"
2. What do you do if your baby has their days and nights confused? Reed is so fussy and restless at night; of course he sleeps peacefully during the day. I wake him up every 2-3 hours during the day to eat, but that hasn't made a difference. Any suggestions? We're going to put him in his own room tonight and see if that helps at all.
3. I think Reed is binky-dependent. Grrr. I wanted to avoid this at all costs. But what do you do when he wants to self-soothe but hasn't found his hands yet? And I don't want to feed him every hour. I'm not a human pacifier.
4. We tried out a baby sling the other day. Not a fan. Reed looked ridiculously uncomfortable and not secure. Are we doing it wrong? You'd think we know considering that Kevin sells them.
5. I feel more limited now than I did during pregnancy with the foods I have to avoid. Gosh, I want chocolate so bad! Stop giving me candy, people. It just sits in my cupboard and mocks me.
6. When should we bring Reedster to church?
7. Is there some sort of trick to breastfeeding in public? First of all, there is no way I could ever do it one-handed (boobs too big). I basically have to undress myself to feed him at all. I don't understand how the whole nursing bra, undergarments, thing works. I have a "hooter hider" but still I can't do it one-handed or discreetly. I need to master this if I want to ever leave my apartment. I have had to schedule everything around Reed eating.
8. Do your boobs ever stop leaking?
I am open for any suggestions whatsoever. I have no idea what I am doing. Especially with the whole night thing. Our pediatrician said it's pretty much impossible to introduce a routine until 6 weeks. But why do all those books say otherwise? I don't know if I can last another 4 weeks before dying. Give your input PLEASE!
Monday, July 21, 2008
Labor & Delivery
I am going to give a brief history of my labor and delivery per request of Pilch...so only read if you don't mind some disturbing details.
I went into my doctor on July 7 (yep, 5 days overdue) only for him to tell me I wasn't dilating at all. I was pretty upset. I had a non-stress test that afternoon, however, that I failed (low amniotic fluid) so they sent me to the hospital immediately (by the way, that nurse was crazy and made us feel overly worried about the situation). I got into the hospital around 4pm and waited for an hour to be admitted. So much for it being an emergency.
They shot me up with some gel to hopefully get my cervix going. They told us it could take a long time (like they'd check in 6 hours, etc.) for anything to happen. But within 5 minutes, I was getting contractions 3-4 minutes apart. I dealt with them for a few hours until I thought I was going to die. Apparently I'm a wuss, because after they broke my water, I was only dilated to a 3 or 4. Kudos to all you who do this whole birthing thing natural. But I think you're crazy.
The epidural man came in and answered all my prayers. Holy cow, what a difference it made! I felt great after getting the epidural.
By the way, I dealt with all the needles way better than anyone thought I would (note: I passed out getting my ears pierced when I was 15). I did throw up a few times throughout this whole process, however.
Anyway, they pumped me with Petocin and I went from a 4 to a 10 in an hour! It was crazy and I didn't feel ready to push. They had us wait for 2 hours, however, for the baby to descend more. I pushed for about an hour with the nurse and Kevin (details omitted) and then another 15 minutes or so with the doctor. The baby's head was transverse (not looking down), so they had to use forceps to manually crank his head in the right direction. Felt that. Yes, I had an epidural but I don't know about the rest of you, but I think pressure kind of feels like pain a little. I felt incisions made, the crowning, all of that...I'm sure not to the extent if I hadn't been drugged a bit though.
Once his head was out, I broke down and bawled for about 15 minutes. It was quite an overwhelming, spiritual, and relieving experience. The Doc made fun of me for crying so much, because I was crying more than Reed. We had him at 5:30 am on July 8.
So that's the story. Hopefully I was able to give you all the details without being too over-the-top. Again, the experience was awesome and indescribable, but all that nonsense about forgetting the pain...I still remember it.
I went into my doctor on July 7 (yep, 5 days overdue) only for him to tell me I wasn't dilating at all. I was pretty upset. I had a non-stress test that afternoon, however, that I failed (low amniotic fluid) so they sent me to the hospital immediately (by the way, that nurse was crazy and made us feel overly worried about the situation). I got into the hospital around 4pm and waited for an hour to be admitted. So much for it being an emergency.
They shot me up with some gel to hopefully get my cervix going. They told us it could take a long time (like they'd check in 6 hours, etc.) for anything to happen. But within 5 minutes, I was getting contractions 3-4 minutes apart. I dealt with them for a few hours until I thought I was going to die. Apparently I'm a wuss, because after they broke my water, I was only dilated to a 3 or 4. Kudos to all you who do this whole birthing thing natural. But I think you're crazy.
The epidural man came in and answered all my prayers. Holy cow, what a difference it made! I felt great after getting the epidural.
By the way, I dealt with all the needles way better than anyone thought I would (note: I passed out getting my ears pierced when I was 15). I did throw up a few times throughout this whole process, however.
Anyway, they pumped me with Petocin and I went from a 4 to a 10 in an hour! It was crazy and I didn't feel ready to push. They had us wait for 2 hours, however, for the baby to descend more. I pushed for about an hour with the nurse and Kevin (details omitted) and then another 15 minutes or so with the doctor. The baby's head was transverse (not looking down), so they had to use forceps to manually crank his head in the right direction. Felt that. Yes, I had an epidural but I don't know about the rest of you, but I think pressure kind of feels like pain a little. I felt incisions made, the crowning, all of that...I'm sure not to the extent if I hadn't been drugged a bit though.
Once his head was out, I broke down and bawled for about 15 minutes. It was quite an overwhelming, spiritual, and relieving experience. The Doc made fun of me for crying so much, because I was crying more than Reed. We had him at 5:30 am on July 8.
So that's the story. Hopefully I was able to give you all the details without being too over-the-top. Again, the experience was awesome and indescribable, but all that nonsense about forgetting the pain...I still remember it.
Friday, July 11, 2008
WELCOME BEBE REED!
We welcomed our baby boy, Reed Parry Wilson, on Tuesday, July 8 at 5:30 am. He weighed in at 8 lbs. and was 20 inches long. Everyone is doing great. We love our Reedster so much!
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Stressed or Non-Stressed?
I was sent to get a non-stress test at the hospital today. I was pretty certain I would "pass," meaning that I would still be pregnant by my Dr. appt. on Monday, therefore, still playing the waiting game. My cervix is still doing nothing! Anyway, the baby's heart rate continues to be stellar, but the amniotic fluid score was borderline. The nurse doing the test wanted to call my Dr. to see if he wanted to induce me today because of the holiday weekend and all. Considering that I am very much tired of being pregnant, I was SO nervous at the idea of being sent to the hospital to be induced today. I thought I was going to puke and have a heart attack all at the same time wondering what my doctor was going to say. Turns out, my doctor didn't want to induce me today...but I go in for an appt. and another non-stress test on Monday. I'm now trying to mentally prepare myself for that day. I've only been to the hospital one other time in my life (besides being birthed), and that was just a false appendicitis scare when I was like 13 years old (no one should ever know this embarrassing story). Anyway, I really want to go into labor on my own (I like surprises), but the idea of being sent in today was a little too much. I guess that's just my nature though. I get nervous getting a haircut and I've never gotten a professional massage for the very same reason.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Girls Night Out
Some friends from IL came into town to visit, so we all got together. It was so much fun! It's funny how the conversations change over the years from boys, getting your period for the first time, college, marriage, and now babies! I was so lucky to grow up with such good friends and examples around me.
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