Bath Time

Bath time is not a fun time at our house. From the first day we've been home from the hospital Isaac screams bloody murder once his little bum hits the luke warm water. It is obviously a tramatizing (?)expereince for him. Thank goodness oma (Donna-Dewaynes mom) was there to help us get through Isaacs very first bath. I figured I should cherish the moment when Isaac didn't cry at bath time, but once I got my camera out Isaac began to get very vocal-screaming. I constantly have to keep telling him (and it's mostly to keep myself sane), "everybody has to shower-even baby Isaac."

At least one of us (Dewayne) loves bath time.

The Many Moods of Issac

Thank goodness for the pacifire!!

A Special Tribute

I wanted to thank 4 particular people for helping me through a long delivery-Mom, Donna (Dewayne's mom), my older sister Elisa, and my amazing and supportive husband, Dewayne,(who needs to "count faster!!!"). Thank you for your love and support during a very challenging time! I have to particularly thank my older sister Elisa for dropping everything (even her kids)to be with me when I broke down in tears at the possibility of having a C-section. I told her that she is welcome to be at every single one of my deliveries. She should seriously consider a career as a doula or a midwife- the hand massages and feet massages (though I couldn't feel those very well) were very relaxing! And lets not forget my awesome mother-in-law who traveled 2,000 miles to be a part of this little miracle who we call Isaac.

A New Beginning

Yes, we have finally started our family blog. For starters we had our very first baby. Isaac Benjamin Hugh was born on December 4, 2007 @ 7:16pm. He weighed 8lbs 5 oz and was 21 inches long. Labor was long...very long! I started having mild contractions on sunday, they picked up later that night. I thought I was in labor so I went to the hospital and of course they sent me home b/c I wasn't progressing fast enough. So I got my morphine shot and went on my way. That was nice- I could actually sleep. Later that night my contractions started up again and bad!! Dewayne wouldn't let me go back to the hospital because my contractions weren't 3 min's apart ( a criteria the nurse had set for me to return making sure that I was in real labor). I figured if I was going to be up all night with contractions every 4 min's apart I might as well make my time useful, so I finished typing a 10 page paper for school. Around 2am my contractions felt very unbareable (still only 4 min's apart-not 3), so I coerced my mom to take me to the hospital to get another morphine shot. little to my surprise I was in true labor-dilated to a 4, and an hour later at a 5 (Dewayne was not so happy that I went to the hospital with out him- but he wouldn't let me go because my contractions were 4min's apart and not 3). I received my epidural @ about 5am- and man, what a relief! About 13 hours later I pushed for an hour and still no baby. Doctor Judd had to use forceps and magically wiggled him out-suprisingly Isaac doesn't have one scar on his face. Recovering feels a little bit slow, and sleep is pretty much nonexistant at this point, but life is good! Dewayne is so supportive and is taking on the new daddy role like a pro. I couldn't have asked for a better partner on this new and exciting adventure.