Before too much time passes by I wanted to make note of Micah’s 2nd birthday. He turned the big “2” on St.Patty’s day. We had invited a few friends and family over for a party at our house to celebrate. The bouncer and snow-cone machine were a big hit with all the kids, young and old. Since Barney is Mickey’s favorite every decoration either had Barney’s colors or Barney’s picture on it. It turn out great and we had a lot of fun.
This past Tuesday night (4/3) Jonah lost his second tooth on the bottom (middle-right). It’s official…he’s becoming a big kid now. The tooth had been wiggly for a while and Auntie Jih tried to help him pull it out on Saturday, but it just wasn’t ready. When Gma finally pulled it out she said it took no effort. It’s a good thing she got it out too or he was destined to swallow it while he slept like his big brother did with one of his teeth (eww). Elijah helped out by placing the tooth under Jonah’s pillow for the tooth-fairy to confiscate.
All week Jonah has been wiggling his already loose bottom left tooth anticipating when it will fall out and each night going to bed disappointed. But NOT tonight. Earlier this evening he was wrestling around on the bed with Micah and was startled by seeing blood on his hand. At first he was confused but soon realized he lost his tooth — finally. He thought he had swallowed it, but Daddy’s eagle-eye spotted the little white treasure on our dark chocolate-brown comforter. Jonah immediately got excited knowing he could put his secured tooth under his pillow for trade with one, Ms. Tooth-fairy tonight. He ran and placed the tooth (safely secured in a snack-sized ziploc baggy) under his pillow, brushed his teeth, and promptly went to bed – he doesn’t want to do anything to discourage the Tooth fairy from bringing him his first customary earned loot.
On Tuesday afternoon Micah took his first unsupported steps. Daddy helped him practice and at first he was walking while holding one finger on his hand which turned into him sidestepping and pivoting in circles. Then he worked his way up to letting go and taking one full step and one half step before grabbing onto the ottoman. He has been practicing all week by walking while holding our hands or holding onto the ottoman, letting go for a few seconds, and grabbing on again.
I am not surprised, he is so ready to move on to this next step (no pun intended). He spent the weekend scaling the walls, inching his way down the living room while holding on as he went. Yesterday, I even caught Jonah walking Micah around the living room, he was barely holding onto Jonah’s fingers. It was cute, but kind of scary.
Tonight Mikey can do several steps without help. He is now walking from Daddy to Mommy and he is getting so excited. We can tell he loves feeling so big!
A lot of things happened in 2010… First of all Micah was born. (Can’t imagine life without our newest little, happy, baby boy.) Elijah started 2nd grade and Jonah started a pre-school speech program. Sadly, the Wilsons moved away (but we will be with them again soon.) Those of us still in Indiana are planning our migration back home, Arizona. For the most part 2010 has been a good year! Ben and I are grateful for all the blessings we have been given this year and we are looking forward to what 2011 has in store for us. I am excited to start in a painting class in January and open that new chapter in my life. Ben is well on his way to having all the certifications and the job he dreams of. And soon we will be back with our family (most of them) and our friends.
Today was Elijah’s first day of 2nd grade. He was so excited last night (although he wouldn’t admit it) he could not fall asleep.
Micah is 4 months old and loving life. He is a happy baby and frequently open-mouth smiles at anyone he catches eyes with. He started talking a lot lately too, forming his lips into what I call “duck” lips, and ranting on saying, “naynaynaynay”. (I think he is talking about his cousin Zaney.) He adores his family especially his big brothers. Elijah has been a great helper with him, so they are forming an extra special bond.
On Saturday July 31st Micah enjoyed his first big people food at his Aunt Jill’s and Uncle Quaid’s house. He scarfed down half a mashed-up banana and did so like he had been eating solid foods for many months. He is a pro now. He has since tried rice cereal alone and rice cereal combined with mashed-up bananas. His favorite is the combo of the two. Pretty soon we will be introducing him to some more delicious fruits and veggies…so stay tuned!!
LASTLY, Elijah got Micah laughing so hard at Walmart. I was holding Micah with one arm on my hip and he was facing out. While we were doing last minute school shopping, Micah started to get a little fussy. I am not sure what Elijah was doing, but I have never heard him laugh that hard before. I wish I would have caught it on video. That laugh makes you smile uncontrollably from ear-to-ear. My face hurt from smiling so hard. I know every Mother knows what I mean.
Today Micah is 3 months old and before I forget I want to make sure I write down some of his new accomplishments and antics.
Micah rolled over for the first time from his belly to his back on Saturday night – May 29th. He was only 10 weeks old and he really seems too young to be doing that already. Since then he is getting better at it and a few days ago when I put him on his belly on our bed I witnessed him pulling up his right leg and knee to push off and crawl/inch-worm his way across the bed about a foot and a half or so. If I put him on his back he likes to arch his back and do a inch-worm motion to move himself that way too. It’s too early for him to be this mobile!! Also, he has been smiling at us for many weeks now, but in the past two weeks he began to chuckle when we really get him happy. He also started to do a shy smile when we play with him. When Ben holds him and I talk to him he gets a huge smile on his face, turns his head and buries his face into Ben’s shoulder, seconds later he lifts his head and slowly looks back to me. He is bashfully flirting with his Momma. He melts my heart every-time he does this. Oh how I love this little boy!
Elijah’s 7th birthday was a month ago today. I have been wanting to add something about his birthday here for quite a while now, but with having a newborn around I am not able to do much more than just keep up with taking care of him and my other two boys. Honestly, I am lucky if I get one thing accomplished or a shower each day (Yes, I said OR, but there are sacrifices a sleep deprived mother of three must take sometimes) Now that Elijah is out of school (his last day of 1st grade was May 19th) this Momma is stretched pretty thin. All three of my boys are very needy, but I am glad that I am needed so much!! * I am trying to type this post with my right hand while rocking Micah on my left arm*
Anyways, back to Elijah’s birthday. Since I am not much of a party planner I threw together a little party for him at Incredible Pizza Company last minute. IPC is a local gathering place that offers food, rides, and arcade games. Since IPC reminds me of Amazing Jakes back in Arizona I knew Elijah would love it. The Party attendees were: Jill, Quaid, and Caleb – Taryn, Rick, and Kendyl – Grandma Delores and Grampa Paul – Grandma Teri and Grandpa John – Ben, Me, Elijah, Jonah, and Micah. To take advantage of having the place more to ourselves we all met at 11 am that Sunday (on his birthday). The party was a big success and everyone had a lot of fun. I mostly sat at the tables and attended to Micah – I barely saw Elijah and Jonah the whole 6 hours we were there. The boys were two busy running around having fun with Taryn and Rick and Kendyl – or Grandpa John – or Grandpa Paul and Grandma Delores – or Jill and Quaid and Ben. Ben snapped a bunch of pictures of the boys riding the go-carts and bumper cars and playing the arcade games. I will get him to post some of the pictures here soon.
I can’t believe Elijah is 7 years old already. Time is really speeding by. It really does seem like yesterday when I was holding my first newborn boy in a little room in Chandler Regional Hospital not knowing how this wonderful new baby would change Ben and my life forever.
Here are some quirky, special, and interesting things I want to always remember about our little man Elijah:
– He is a night-owl. He loves to stay up really, really late (if we let him) and wake up really, really late (again, if we let him). This runs in the family – His Dad and big sister are especially like this too.
– He loves to help me cook and bake. Sometimes he tells me he wants to be a chef when he grows up.
– Despite how much he fights with or gets annoyed with Jonah, he loves him deeply. He is very protective of Jonah especially if he feels like Jonah is getting picked on by someone else or if Jonah gets sick or hurt. It is so sweet to see Elijah take care of his little brother or witness the smile on his face when he comes home from school and hugs Jonah immediately after getting off the school bus.
– He loves the tween shows on the Disney channel. He has probably seen every episode of Zack and Cody, Wizards of Waverly Place, Drake and Josh, and Hanna Montana. He also STILL loves cartoons too. His favorites are Sponge Bob Square pants, and Phineas and Ferb
* I will post more later as Micah is now getting too fussy to let me continue.
On March 17, 2010 (St.Patrick’s Day) at 8:50 pm our little pot of gold finally arrived just two days after my due date. Micah weighed in at a mere 6 lbs 14 ozs and measured 20 ½ long. We’re thinking he must have been too comfortable in there to arrive early, but image how little he would have been if he did.
I will attempt to list the events leading up to and including his birth. ****Warning**** this may be long.
It all started on Tuesday the day before Micah was born and one day past my due date. I had reluctantly waked and worked another long day at work; all throughout wondering why this time I had not gone into labor yet. (Both Elijah and Jonah were born 3 days before their due date, so I was sure I would have had Micah on March 12th). As the day progressed I was growing weary since I had NOT had contractions all day. My frustration was mounting because I was tired (tired of being big, tired of the discomfort, tired of the Braxton hicks, and tired of trying to concentrate on work and daily activities when all I could think about was what would unfold during labor and delivery). Later that afternoon Elijah, Jonah, and I visited Gramma Teri and Grampa John. Around 7 pm at their house, I started having contractions, but I was sure they would not lead to anything since I had been having contractions in the weeks before and they would always eventually fade. Sure enough at around 9 pm when the boys and I were back at home and I just got them tucked in bed, the contractions stopped. In the following hour I went through the motions of washing dishes and making dinner for Ben to have when he got home sometime after 10 pm. A few minutes after 10 pm the contractions started again. I tried to go to bed to get some sleep an hour or so later unsuccessfully – the contractions were strong enough that they could not be ignored and I could not sleep despite how much I tried. Around 3 am I got out of bed and took a bath to help ease my discomfort. Soon after I moved to the living room and had a few snacks and got caught up on some shows I had DVR’d. The contractions were about 7 minutes apart and they were staying pretty regular and were getting stronger. At 6 am I woke Ben and told him the contractions were not going away and I thought we should start getting ready to go to the hospital. Soon after I called Teri and asked her and John to come over to be with the boys . I was sure this was it! I then took another bath (jets on full blast) in hopes of easing some of the pain and when Teri and John arrived I got myself ready and I got my hospital bag ready. All during which my contractions increased from 7 minutes apart to 5 minutes apart to 3 minutes apart.
We arrived at Community South hospital soon after 7 am. The hospital is under construction so we had to park far away from the front entrance. In our trek to the Emergency entrance Ben and I had to stop several times while I had intense contractions. The trip up to the maternity floor was a blur. I was in a wheel chair and I could not talk, the contractions were coming very close together now. All I remember was trying to breathe through them as several nurses in succession asked many, many questions in an effort to speed through the admissions process. Then I was in a hospital bed getting hooked up to IVs, monitoring equipment, and having my blood drawn. Ben was watching this all happen and I could only imagine how he was feeling watching me reel in pain every 2 minutes. When the nurse checked me and said I was only 3 centimeters along I decided I could not go through this labor without an epidural. I cried and begged during each contraction for the Anesthesiologist to “hurry” with the other poor woman in the next room. A couple hours after being admitted into the hospital my relief arrived. The epidural was in and I was relaxed… then we waited.
It took about 12 hours for the labor to progress. Dr. Dunlop broke my water around 5 pm to try to speed up the process and around 7 pm I was pushing. During the pushing process Dr. Dunlop determined Micah was facing the wrong way and that is why the labor was progressing so slowly. During each contraction he tried to move Micah around so that he would face downwards and I could properly deliver him. After 30 or 45 minutes I could see the frustrations on Dr. Dunlop’s face. Later I found out that if he could not move Micah I would have had a cesarean. Dr. Dunlop was trying everything he could to prevent this since he knew I really did not want to have a c-section. As a distraction the two nurses in the room, Ben, and I were talking in great detail about a Mexican food restaurant many of the nursing staff were at that night celebrating St.Patrick’s day and another nurse’s 30th birthday. They told us about how great the food and Margaritas are. Tracy, my labor and delivery nurse, kept promising that she would have her husband bring back some chips, salsa, and queso dip for me once this was all over and the baby was born.
After seeing the frustrated look on Dr. Dunlop’s face I closed my eyes and in between almost falling asleep (I had been up for 36 hours by this time) I said a prayer, asking for the baby to move in the proper position). When I opened my eyes, the expression changed on Dr. Dunlop’s face. He was smiling and he said, “Oh, wow, the baby is in the proper position now”. He then let me “rest” for 30 minutes to let the contractions and the baby do the work for me. Everyone but Ben and I left the room and the lights were dimmed. The next 30 minutes was very surreal. It was so quiet and peaceful. I could feel the contractions now since the epidural was turned off hours before and the numbness was fading. I lay there waiting as I felt the exhaustion take over and felt my body doing what it was meant to do. 30 minutes later the Doctor and nurses came back, the lights came on, and after a few more pushes Micah was born. Dr. Dunlop put my new baby on my chest and I stared at him while Dr. Dunlop assisted Ben with cutting the umbilical cord. The rest of the evening is more of blur to me because I was so tired. I remember the nurses busy at work switching out my bedding, cleaning Micah and taking measurements, washing him, and giving him a few shots.
Sometime in the late hours after the delivery Tracy came back in my room and dropped off the chips, salsa, and queso dip as promised. My Doctor and delivery nurse are truly exceptional people!!