Sunday, September 29, 2013

She's Arrived

Our little girl has finally arrived (maybe I shouldn't say "finally" since she is 1 month early)


Esme Jane Stacey
(pronounced Ehz-may)
5 pounds 9 ounces
Born Friday, September 27, 2013 at 3:42 am
(in the hospital lobby)

I never wanted to be the woman that delivered in a car...so I held out for the lobby :). When I've recovered from the trauma of it all, I will be sure to include some more details. 

She is sweet and healthy and getting lots of love and attention at home. 

More later...

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

36 Weeks

Wow. I can hardly believe I am 36 weeks pregnant. I haven't updated our blog because I really want to post pictures from Luke's birthday and haven't had a chance to really go through the pictures.

That isn't entirely true. I definitely have the time. But instead I rest....a lot.

I've been home for about 3 weeks now with no real problems (at least none that would land me in the hospital again). I am so grateful for that. It has been so nice to be home and with my family. My mother-in-law is living with us on the weekdays and my father-in-law comes most weekends (from Cleveland) to make sure that I'm not alone with the kids. The worry is that if I have to go to the hospital, I will have to leave immediately and won't have time to wait for childcare. I also would not be able to keep up with the boys on my own although they have been taking it easy on me for the most part. Friends have picked up the boys for playdates most mornings. I am looking forward to repaying a lot of favors when this is all over :)

Since being home I've been able to walk around more and do more of my normal activities day by day. This has helped me feel more confident that I'll be able to physically take care of three kids. Although I still worry that my stamina and energy levels are so low. It will take several months for my blood count to get back to a normal level. Until then, I'm told to be patient with myself because I will probably feel tired and weak a lot.

I go to the hospital twice a week for monitoring. Tomorrow I have an ultrasound and we will see if the baby is continuing to grow. The most exciting news is that I'll be induced on October 5th (37 weeks). After much deliberation, I think this is the safest option and the one I feel the most at peace about. It has been a really really long road. I've had enough surprises and emergencies...a planned and scheduled birth sounds just peachy to me. (Of course, I'm having contractions as I'm writing this so who knows. Contractions have become so normal that I hardly notice them anymore.)

The boys are cute and fun. Luke was especially nice to me while I was in the hospital and the first few weeks I was home. It actually was a little weird (but good weird). I think he was trying really hard to be extra good so that I would be okay and happy. He didn't want to upset or disappoint me. Luke has a very high emotional IQ. However, now that I've been home for a while, he is not afraid to whine or challenge me, etc. I'm not going to say I'm happy about this but at least I think it means that he is not as worried about me. Cameron has been so much fun that I don't want him to grow up. I just want him to be 2.5 forever.

Anyway, just wanted to update any friends that read our blog that I am still pregnant. Being pregnant this long with the different problems I've had has not been easy for me or my family, but it is a huge blessing when compared with the situation we were faced with at 24 weeks. In fact, it is the best we could have hoped for. A miracle!

Now lets have a baby!!

Saturday, September 7, 2013

A picture says it all...

I know you are all dying to see what a placental abruption looks like...


This isn't verbatim, but the doctor said something along the lines of, "Basically you have a really crappy placenta, but it has managed to grow your baby". Amen.

I haven't had an ultrasound before this that actually showed the root of the problem. I guess these things don't always show up on ultrasound and they are more concerned about the symptoms such as bleeding, preterm labor, and poor fetal development. But it was still so amazing to see, that I made them print a picture so I could show Andrew. 

That was last Wednesday. Luckily, the powers that be still decided to honor my begging and pleading to go home. I was getting really homesick. Two months in the hospital is long enough. I am hoping I don't have to return soon. I promised I wouldn't be alone with my kids or increase my activity level, and would rush to the hospital the moment anything changed. I am so glad now that we opted to live in a smaller home close to downtown instead of a larger home farther away. The fact that I can get to the hospital in less than 10 minutes is probably the only reason I can be home now. So many other things have worked out well because of where we chose to live. Our neighbors have been lifesavers. Luke is within walking distance to his school. I didn't realize when we bought the house just how important location would be. 

As I mentioned, the baby is growing which is good news. Unless there is a need to deliver me sooner, they will deliver me in early October. Patience, patience, patience.

I  think they gave me the world's best hospital room the second time I was admitted. A perfect view of the Arboretum and the closest room to the ice machine. Small things make a difference. 
After talking with a few friends, I think I have officially scared all women who want to become pregnant someday. Of course, there are much worse things to fear and much more frustrating circumstances to be in. I actually feel really lucky. However, I don't think this is very common. One statistic I read said abruption has been recorded in 6.5 per 1,000 births. I don't think I have 1,000 friends. So unless there is something in the water, statistically speaking, I took one for the team.

Andrew has become a very intense gardener this summer. He has farmer blood. Luckily all the really hard work was done in the Spring. This garden has been extremely productive.





We have been SO BLESSED to have family come to the rescue during this time. Above is my niece Trestyn (from Utah) who took a week out of her summer break to come watch these boys. Not many high school students would do that. My sister Michele from California took a week, my sister Erin from Utah took 2 weeks. My brother and his family were vacationing in Chicago when I was first admitted to the hospital and they drove in for a few days. And of course, my in-laws are absolutely heroic and drive back and forth from Cleveland to fill in all the gaps. My mother-in-law has borne the brunt of the childcare...I think she just finished her 4th week total.

Andrew's brother and his wife live nearby and have also helped a ton. They basically took charge of Luke's birthday party and managed all the little details so I could just watch and enjoy. I know my sister-in-law has been by to clean my house a few times though she is too modest to tell me about it. Then there are all the play dates during the week with friends from our church. Meals have been provided not only by neighbors and members of our church, but also by Andrew's co-workers. A few of those residents have really gone out of their way to help us regardless of the crazy hours they work. You wouldn't believe the pile of tupperware at my house :). Our next door neighbor mows our lawn and drops off food along with fresh flowers from their beautiful garden. I should also mention that my parents have begged to come out numerous times but I make them stay at home and honor their aging bodies. I'm sure it is driving them crazy.

We are spoiled. It is hard to explain what an experience like this is like. I think you just have to live through it. Once you do, you'll never forget why it is so important that we serve one another. We could not survive without these people.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

33

I have a bad cold. So I'm not going to attempt to write anything intelligent. Just to illustrate how stuffy my head is, I tried to write a check the other day and it took me THREE times to write out the amount correctly (especially embarrassing because I didn't have my checkbook with me and had to keep asking Andrew for more checks). Guess I need to repeat the 4th grade. But it's week 33. I'm still pregnant. Luke's birthday and first day of school went down successfully. I have an ultrasound today. More updates later...
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