I know these photos look like some kind of tantrum or time out, but the kids are actually talking to each other through the vents. I remember doing that as a kid, and now they do it. :)
|I loved the way his hair fluffed out as he played like he was Saturn on the spinner.|
We had an indoor campout the first weekend in October, because we didn't get to go as a family the week before. Mommy and Josh suprised Daddy and Heather with our little "camping trip." Complete with stars and a fire.
We enjoyed lots of rainy and puddle jumping days.
On October 9th, I actually felt pretty good as I brought my urine in. (YUCK! Sorry lab technicians!) So I decided to do what we had planned and head to Columbus for the day. Daniel had left on a backpacking trip that morning, so we decided to have a little fun ourselves and visit some friends. I was told to "take it easy," so I pretty much just drove there and sat on our friends couch with my feet up. Later in the day, we decided to go to an indoor play area (where I could also sit and rest). While we were there, I received a call from my doctor. Telling me to get to the hospital right away. You can imagine my stress! Daniel was gone in the middle of the woods somewhere, and I had no idea if I could even get a hold of him. After calming down and saying a prayer, I called Daniel. MIRACULOUSLY, he answered! They had just got to camp, and he was able to find a way to meet me on some back road about an hour away. Our friends offered to keep the kids overnight, and fed me dinner before I left to find Daniel, and get to the hospital. It was such a blessing!
|Heather and Hannah in Columbus. At the very top!|
|Made it to the hospital.|
On October 13th, Jessica came to rescue us! Through the very generous gift of a family member, Jessica was able to fly in from TX at the first available flight. It was such a help to have her around! She cooked for me, talked with me, and was a mother to my kids where I could not be. She was such a blessing! She ended up staying for almost 2 months!
After laying low for a week, my blood pressure continued to be only slightly elevated, I was headachy, and swollen, but I was allowed to take an outing to go to church and go "leaf peeping." I asked my midwife if that would be ok, and she said yes. (At this point, I was seeing her and the Dr. every other day.) We got out of the car at our favorite lake, and Jessica took a family photo and a prego photo. Then I sat down and watched the kids throw rocks in the river.
|2 days before Joseph was born.|
We scheduled a c-section for 11am, and after getting all set up, in our fancy hats and operating room clothes, getting prepped and drugged up, they started the procedure. Joseph Henry Standage was born at 11:20am.
He weighed in at 3 lbs 4oz. SO tiny. I didn't realize how small he was until I held him against me for the first time. He obviously had to go to the NICU right away, but I was able to see him and touch him in the operating room. He only needed a little help right at first with breathing, and other than that, he did great at using his lungs on his own!
I was put back in labor and delivery to recover. They were hoping just getting the baby out would make my blood pressure go down. Nope! It went sky high. I was put on some pretty intense drugs, and it helped a little. One of my dear friends was my nurse, and I mentioned to her (at 11pm) that I had still not held or seen my baby since he was born. She said that as a medical professional, she really couldn't move me, but as my friend, she wanted me to see my baby. She called my doctor, and was able to get me clearance to go visit him. (Only after pointing out that it might help my blood pressure go down, and the doctor saying to "pretend this conversation never happened" meaning, if he didn't find out about it, and nothing happened, it would be ok.) I was wheeled through the hospital on my bed to see him. It was a wonderful moment when I was able to hold him (12 hours later). He was smaller than I had thought, and all those feelings of a new mom came flooding in. And guess what? My nurse friend was right--my blood pressure did start going down after that.
|When they first saw the baby.|
On the 26th I was discharged. Leaving the hospital without my baby was harder and more emotional than I thought--even though I was coming back the next day. At this hospital, you are allowed to keep your room if your baby is in the NICU (if they are not too busy). The last 10 days of October are a blur of pumping, bringing my milk in to feed him, trying to breastfeed, feeding him through a tube, skin on skin, and trying to recover myself. I honestly don't remember much else.
|I spent a lot of time sitting and reading or napping near his isolette.|
On Halloween, he got moved from his isolette to a crib, because he was doing so well at regulating his body temperature.
|The kids came trick or treating to the hospital. :)|