

My baby started Kindergarten today!! Most of you know how emotional I am on any given day and that I was a basket case when we took Andrew to preschool last year. Well can you imagine what I would be like taking him to his first day of kindergarten 2 weeks postpartum???!!! Thank God for my wonderful husband who, without prompting from me, went to work late so he could go with us. He knows me all too well!! Praise the Lord he was there, because not only did I have a break down, Andrew clung to Brian's legs like we were sending him into a pack of wolves!! His teacher, Mrs. Hooker (yes, that is right, Mrs. Hooker ~ Thank goodness its kindergarten!) had to pry him off of Brian! I had left the class room after hugging him goodbye and telling him how much fun he was going to have and how proud I was of him through heaving sobs. I quickly realized that I was not going to contribute anything positive to the situation if I stayed! A dear lady, I have no idea who she is, put her arm around me and said "Honey, tell me what I can do to help"! I just laughed through my tears and said...."I'm 2 weeks postpartum, and I just left my "baby" in Kindergarten"...."Bless your heart, he will be fine!" she said and gave my shoulder a squeeze! Well, when I went to pick him up 6 1/2 hours later, yes that is right, we have full day kindergarten (just doesn't seem right), he was all smiles!! I asked Mrs. Hooker how the rest of the day was and she said great! As soon as Brian left the classroom he was fine! Before we even got off the steps of the school, he unzipped his lunch box and showed me that he had a cookie...I asked him where he got the cookie and he said from Nicholas. Nicholas is a boy that was in his class in preschool and is also in his kindergarten class (along with 2 other kids from preschool!!). I said how nice that Nicholas shared with you! He said, we traded! Andrew gave him some of his spiderman cheeze nips and Nicholas gave him a cookie! It cracked me up that it is just instinctual for kids to trade lunch items!! Can't believe my baby is in kindergarten!!

Andrew also is thriving in big brother land! He is so sweet with Emily! I know I have mentioned this before, but I just think it is so precious, when he is holding her and she is crying, there is not an ounce of tension in Andrew. He just gently rocks her and talks softly to her and occasionally sings her a song....the other night he was holding her, she was very content, then after a while started to fuss. I went to get her from him and he insisted he wanted to keep her and that he was sure he could get her calmed down! So I let him give it a try and bless his little heart, he did! After about 20 minutes, she was fast asleep! At one point Kelli was laughing and I looked over to see Emily "latched on" to Andrews lips. He had bent down to kiss her and she latched right on! It blesses my heart to see him be so tender to her, even when she is so cranky! I guess it is good preparation for married life!! Here are some pictures of this sweet brother sister bond!





















A lot has happened since my last post! The Lord has blessed us with another healthy baby girl! You know me, I am a story teller and not short on words, and my favorite stories to tell are my labor stories and little Miss Emily gave me quite the story to tell! So here we go! My due date is today, the 18th, but this past week I was very ready to have this baby! I had a doctors appointment on Wednesday, which of course they told me I wouldn't make it to, because surely I would be delivered! Well, 4pm we headed off to the doctors office because surely I wasn't delivered! My doctor was running late so we didn't see him until shortly before 5pm. My cervix (remember I am an OB nurse, so you are going to have to bear with these details!) was dilated to 6-7 centimeters and he gave me a couple of options. 1. Go to the hospital in the morning and he would break my water and see if that got things started. Or we could do that Friday morning, or Monday morning or 2. We could let nature take it's course. Well I was wanting to sign up to go in that next morning and my darling hubby asks the doctor, "What do you recommend?". "It is always better to let things happen naturally" was his reply. So he gave us his cell phone number told us to go home and talk about it and let him know. So shortly after 5 we loaded up in the truck. I was crying because I knew the right thing to do was to let nature run it's course, and that is what I have preached to many the last 10 years, but I SOOO wanted to be done! We went to Andrew's school to finish registering him for Kindergarten and were home around 520. When we got home, I told Brian I was having some more uncomfortable contractions, but figured they were just because of the exam at the office. So we put a few pizza's in the oven and continued on with daily routines....At 540 I told Brian that I was going to start timing these contractions because they were getting more intense. By 6pm I was telling Brian he needed to call someone to get them to the house to watch the kids, because I was pretty sure we were going to need to be going. His sister Amber just happened to call at that moment. After they talked for a while about her recent car repairs (and after he realized I was now crying each time I had a contraction) he asked her if she could come over to watch the kids. She got here around 620 and Brian was getting the kids their pizza and shoveling down a few pieces himself. I had a whoppin contraction and told him we needed to leave NOW! We got out to the truck and realized we didn't have any of our stuff, Amber and her boyfriend were headed out with it and Amber said, "Man, you would think you guys had never done this before!" =) So we got to the hospital, my doctor was already there. They admitted me at 655pm. My doctor came in and broke my water and I was now 7-8 cm's and really feeling like this baby was coming any minute! The doctor encouraged me to fight the urge to push and breath through a few more contractions. My nurse, a good friend, who I worked with for several years, Angie told me I should turn to my side. Now I know what happens when you turn a laboring woman to her side...it gets more uncomfortable! So I got turned to my side and a contraction started right away and let me tell you, words can not describe how unbelievebly painful that contraction was. When I had Kelli, I was kinda just zoned out at this point, and was totally calm and quiet. With this one I was very vocal which surprised even me! I kept yelling that I couldn't breathe and I needed to push. Angie told me to pant, which I did and I got through that one and knew I had to get through a few more. Well the next one came and I grabbed Angies arm and told her the baby was coming out! She got the doctor and 2 pushes later Emily entered the world! Her birth time was 731pm!! I just looked at Brian, looked at the clock, looked at the doctor and we all laughed in complete shock!! Thank you God for a quick, certainly not painfree, safe delivery and another healthy baby! Here are some pictures of the events after delivery!








This was in the car seat on her way home!! 








