So Behind and Scrambling to get caught up…….

Well, we’ve have a rough couple of nights, and I’m not complaining, just in case you’re hearing it like that.  But Josiah seemed to have his days and nights mixed up.

He’d sleep from feeding to feeding from about 11am until about 7pm, and then be half awake/asleep from 7pm until 1am, when he’d pretty much be awae and nursing from 1 until about 5am.  About 3am, I’d start to cry, and well…..we’ve figured out that he just wants to suck, and so he’s been propped up on a pillow beside me, and sucking on his soother.

BUT LAST NIGHT……Oh last night was glorious.  He nursed around 11pm, and than Jon gave him a bath, and then he nursed again, and then Jon walked with him until sometime after midmight, then gave him back to me to nurse.  He slept until almost 3am, and then nursed himself to sleep until 5am, and then nursed himself to sleep until 7am, and then nursed himself to sleep until 9am. 

Fortunately, he nurses well int he laying down position, and so other than waking up to pop him onto the other side……I ACTUALLY GOT TO SLEEP A BIT LAST NIGHT!

I feel kind of almost human.  It had been 4 nights of not very much sleep, and I’m not a terribly great afternoon napper……I guess I just wasn’t tired enough, eh?

Josiah’s a bit yellow…but still we’re not concerend yet, as he is awake WAY more than the other kids were, AND the jaundice hasn’t made it to his hands and feet yet.  Apparently it starts at the head, and works it’s way down the limbs.  So far we’ve made it to his elbow and upper thigh, but the Health Care Nurse who popped by yesterday said that by day 5 it sould be at it’s worst – so that’s today……so I think we’re okay.

He is still such a good baby, and we are so happy.

The kids are still nuts and trying to figure out how this 6th person fits onto our family.  Frends of our came over yesterday, and they have a 10 month old.  I was able to show the kids that, “See, Josiah would be fun soon, but right now he’s not a toy.

They are ALL OVER him.  It’s insane. 

I have so much more to write, but I didn’t do my hair or make up yesterday, and I felt bad ALL DAY!  So, I’m off to get ready for the day….even if it is already 10:45am.  Yikes!

We’re Home!

Thanks for all your thoughts and Conratulations and Well Wishes.

We are home, and so happy.  It almost feels like a dream.

Xandra said to me yesterday tht she almost doesn’t even really believe that Josiah is here and that he’s ours to keep.  She said it seems like a dream, and I have to agree with her.

That’s how it feels to me.

I’ve uploaded a bunch of pictures onto Flickr, and you can click here to see them.

I’ll post the full story soon, but all I want to do right now is hold my baby, and not ever let him go.  Jon’s changing his diaper right now and so that’s why I’ve popped on to update you all.

He’s an amazing nurser, and SO CONTENT.  You could not ask for a better, happier, healthier baby.  We are so blessed. The kids are nuts trying to figure out how to adjust to a new little one.

The past 3 years has been just as hard on them as it has been on us.  My mom said they were absolutely insane on Saturday as they were waiting, not knowing what was going on.

They called so many times, and wanted to know if and when we’d be coming home.  NOt just me, but Josiah too….it’s been rough, and I didn’t realize until this weekend just how rough it’s been on ALL of us.

We are happy, and glad to be learning how to adjust to each other…’s a hoot!  I’ll post again soon.  Go see the pics.

Josiah Christopher Culley


Well, Josiah finally made it!  I say finally, but he was a week early…  Anyway, Patti’s water broke yesterday and she had a non-stress test at the hospital anyway, so when she went in for that, they took her vitals, and sent her home with instructions to come back this morning if she hadn’t started into labour all by her self.

Well this morning came and no labour, so we went into the hospital just after 7:30 and got all hooked up.  They started an IV drip at 1 unit per hour and then slowly increased it every half hour.  The most they can go to before they need a specialist is 20 units per hour and we got there.  We hung around until after 1:00pm and still no real contractions, but by 1:30 at 20 units per hour we started having contractions.  Then at about 2:30 they were actually really starting to hurt and Patti didn’t think that really anything had happened yet, so we better get some pain med for the rest of the ride.  Nurse made it in by about 2:35 and checked and Patti was at 7cm dilated and so went to get pain meds and call our dr.  The nurse came back in a few minutes later (now about 2:45) and got ready to give the pain meds.  Patti had a fairly hard contraction right then and the nurse quickly gave her the meds and then did another check and said that she was fully dilated and could push if she needed to.  so the next contraction Patti gave a good push and the entire head came out in one shot.  The cord was wrapped around the neck so they quickly pulled that out of the way and cut it, then removed the rest of the baby.  The time was 2:58.

The specialist showed up about 10 minutes too late and the pain meds kicked in about 10 minutes after that.  Good timing!!!

He weighed in at 7 lb 12 oz and was 20.9 inches long.  The nurse said that he had the largest umbilical cord she had ever seen, and was perfect in every way.

He is an amazing nurser and quite pleasant.  There are a million more photos of him and baby and him and relatives and him and flowers and him and so on.  I’ll let Patti choose which ones to post tomorrow, so you get the one above for now. (Ain’t he cute?!?)

Have a good night.

39 Weeks…..

Today marks the 39th week of this pregnancy, and hopefully the day of our little ones birth.

I was feeling quite tired about 9pm, and Momma suggested I lay down.  I slept off and on from 9-11pm, and then was awake from 11pm until 1am…..not fun!  I finally fell asleep again around 1am, and woke up this morning at 5am.

I’ve managed to kill some time just staring at the alarm clock, but now it’s 6am, and I’ll get ready for the day, and then around 7ish we’ll be off for the hospital.

No contractions, no nothing… it seems like I’ll be induced……….not sure how I feel about that.  Pray that it’s not too painful – I’ve heard that induced labour can brutal…not wanting brutal……would you?  It seems like this has just been such a different pregnancy, and nothing is familiar or reassuring.  I guess in some ways that’s good, but in other’s its very disconcerting.

Well, I’m off to get ready.  I do hope I have the most amazing news sooner as opposed to later.

Still 8 Days To Go….

Okay!  So I’m back!  Back from the hospital, and then from an aweful lot of running around.

Here’s the scoop.  My water’s have broken.  YAAAAAHHHHHH!  But nothing’s happening, yet!  BOOOOOOO!

I got up and took a shower this morning, and when I got out and got dressed, and started wandering around the house, I noticed that things seemed a bit damper than what was normal.

It kept happening, and I wondered if my water’s might have broken, BUT never having had my water’s break before until almost the very end…..this has been a very strange experience.

I did go for the non-stress test, and cried my way through that.  The sound was turned off at the beginning of the test, and I couldn’t hear the baby’s heartbeat.  It wasn’t until I asked the nurse if the baby was still alive that I started to cry and couldn’t stop.

She was very nice and reassuring.  They also did some test where they put some fluid onto a piece of paper, and if it reacts, then it is amniotic fluid…..Well, there was enough fluid for the nurse the believe me that, YES!  My Water’s have broken.

STILL NOTHING HAPPENING, but if nothing happens overnight, then I have to be at the hospital at 7:30am tomorrow to get this show on the road.

My momma is coming out right now to just be here.  I need her this time around.  Not necessarily in the hospital, but here and now.

We’ve done our running around, and now we’re (Jon’s) making dinner – such a good man.  and then to waste the evening……so much fun.

I wonder if I’ll be able to sleep tonight or if something will start to happen.  This is kind of a messy experience… that I’m not particularly upset that I’ve never experienced before……I’m quite happy that things are moving, but could have done without the feeling of peeing myself everytine I move.  That’s a good time let me tell you.

I’ll keep you updated.

8 Days To Go…….

8 days to goAlrighty, 8 days to go until my Estimated Due Date.

I’m frustrated with that picture.  My hair actually looks way better today than the picture does it justice.  Yes, I’m that shallow that I’m worrying about my hair in a picture when I’ve shown you WAY worse shots of me.

I’m not really worried, juts annoyed.  You know when you walk out of the bathroom, and you’re like, “I look so amazing today.  My hair actually co-operated, and I’m feeling good about myself.

Well, that was me a few minutes ago.  Then I got Jon to take this picture, and well, I’m too tired to get him to take another one, and this was the best of the 6 that he did take.  Yup!  I made him take 6 different shots.  Gotta get the best one, eh?  Oh well!  There’s always tomorrow!  I did take a shower today, and my hair always looks better on the second day. 

Do you find that?  I do!  Why is it that it needs to be a little dirty in order to really hold well?  Maybe that’s just me….okay….I’m rambling.

As you can tell….I’ve got nothing for ya!

I do have ANOTHER non-stress test at 2pm this afternoon at the hospital, and so I’ll update you on that one , later or maybe tomorrow.

We did go for a walk yesterday.  I HATE walking, and I may just give up now.  I have what I wonder if they are contractions, ’cause they don’t hurt, but then again maybe it’s just the baby pushing and stretching…..but they don’t keep on after I quit walking, and seeing as I hate it anyway…..I might just give up.

Gotta love a quitter!

Well, see ya on the flip side.  I can’t believe that I’ll be 39 weeks tomorrow.  That’s a record for me.  I’m a bit nervous that I’ve got a 15 pounder inside of me who is 26 inches in length, and with a HUGE head!  WAAAAAAA!

I really want(ed) a normal sized baby.  I can still dream, can’t I?

9 Days To Go…………

9 days to goSo, as some of you mave have noticed yesterday was a bad day for me.  What was that?  You didn’t notice???  …..y’all are so sweet.  Ahhhhh! Anyway, Thanks for playing along.

Today is a bit of a better day, although I’m still feeling like I’m too close to the egde of losing it.

Yesterday was an “all day wear my sunglasses” day.  While that in and of it’s self is not entirely abnormal for me to do….yesterday it was a serious coping mechanism.

I did spend a big part of the day trying desperatly not to cry, and then grateful for my glasses that gave me at least the feeling of it not being so noticable.

I’m just too close to the end, and the pressure of the past couple of years has caught up, and I just want to hold this baby in my arms, and not in my stomach.  It doesn’t help that Jon is stressing in his own way about wanting the baby out as well.  I feel like I have so much pressure on me, and yet I feel so out of control…….ahhh…there it is again….my old friend and enemy….CONTROL…..I hate you too!

There is nothing that I can do but wait, except maybe to all my Drs. office, and fall apart…but I have too much pride to do that….

Seriously, I don’t think I’m quite there yet, but getting pretty close.

If you don’t know why I’m stressing about what should/could just be another typical pregnancy, you can read here, and here and here and here.

The whole story is not there, for each one, and in some it just references what’s happened over the past couple of years.  Long story short….I had Angelica in 1997, Alexandra in 1998, and Jeremy in 2000.  Then I had 4 consecutive losses starting at 25 weeks pregnant, 16 weeks pregnant, 12 weeks pregnant, and 5 weeks pregnant.  Not fun!  Not fun at all!

So, this pregnancy has been a little bit stressful…….okay a whole lot stressful, and I don’t feel really safe, even yet.

Moving on from that little bit of background…..

So, here I am with 9 days left to go until my Due Date, and well……I’m here.  I’m bored.  I’m stressed.  I don’t feel like doing anything.  No amount of praying and walking and squats and anything else I’ve tried has worked.

I know, in my head, that this baby will come eventually, but I want him NOW!

I even know that 9 days is not a super long time.  It feels like it looking at it from right here, but I know it’s not.

It could be because I’m healthier than I’ve ever been that I’m not having this baby early, but really – that’s not making me feel any better.

I don’t know if you can tell because I’m doing a whole lot of whining, but I really am doing better today.  I’m typing and not crying…..first way that you can tell that I’m doing better.

Well, once again, I have NOTHING planned for today, and it’s too freaking hot to be out walking in the sunshine in the middle of the day.

Weird thoughts and ponderings…..I am wondering about the size of this baby.  I’ve had pretty big babies considering how early they were, and I’m not sure if that had something to do with how much weight I gained or if I just have ginormous babies.  If it had to do with how much I gained, and the crap I ate, then this baby still has a chance at being a normal size.  If I just have HUGE babies, then this one should be a monster ’cause the last two were over 8 pounds at 4 and 3 weeks early….just over, but still over……

Also, if you’ve noticed that I seem to just be rotating my pictures that I’m putting up every day…..well…I must explain.  It’s pretty hot out here in the Valley (mid 20’s to low 30’s), and I have two tank tops, and two pairs of capris.  So, I wash and rotate and wear pretty much the same thing every day right now.  (I’m too close to the end to want to spend any money on anything new……mind you I could go out and look for some tank tops to wear after the baby is born….I need some that aren’t spaghetti straps to cover the freakin’ huge straps of the nursing bra’s….might do that today if I feel up to it….but I might just do nothing……my life is so much fun!)  I am actually taking a picture every morning of me….well, Jon is, and so what you are getting is the real deal, and not some recycled picture from a few days ago.

Gotta go, Xan wants to play a ard game with me……hope you have a great day.  Talk to you tomorrow!

10 days to go

10 days to goAugust 1st… I despise you…

I’ve never been pregnant this long, and while I know that LOTS of others go late….I NEVER HAVE.

I’m tired.  I’m not sleeping well.  I’m feeling emotionally unstable…’s been too long that I’ve been wanting to hold my child.

I cried this morning in bed at 6am after already being awake for an hour and a half……Jon please don’t ask me about it……I don’t want to talk.

Everyone else, please don’t say anything either.  I’m letting you know how I feel, but I’d rather you just leave me alone to try and cope.  I am trying to hold myself together, but it’s not working very well.

On a positive note, I had a FABULOUS Chiropractic appt yesterday, and while my hips still hurt, I feel so much better, and yes, the pregnancy related carpel tunnel symptoms were as a result of a severly bunged up neck……That’s been re-aligned, and I’m feeling much better.

My grandparents are over for lunch as so I must go.

Hope your day is great.  Please just pretend that I’ve not said any of this, and feel priviledged that I’ve shared some of what I’m feeling, but let’s just pretend that I didn’t really say anything………and go on with your day.

Thank you!

11 Days To Go

11 days to goAlrighty,  So here we are at 11 days to go, and so far today I have nothing exciting to report.

I could just whine alot……I’m so bored, and going to sleep at night is probably the most exciting thing that happens all day, ’cause it means that I’m one day closer to holding this baby.

The only problem with that is that I’m not sleeping very well.  I think that’s because my hips are out, and……AND… I called my chiropractor this morning, and I have an appointment today at 4:15pm.  I’m so exited.  I could have kissed the receptionist when she said that they could fit me in today.

I thought that at the earliest, that I might get an appoitment tomorrow, but to know that I won’t have to go through another night of agony…….Ahhhhhh sheer bliss!

I also woke up this morning, with what I think is the beginning of pregnancy related carpel tunnel.  The first three fingers on my right hand were tingly and numb.  Thankfully, I won’t be pregnant much longer, and possibly the chiropractor can do something about that as well.  I know that my shoulder on the right side is freaky sore, and the muscles are in brutal knots and that could have something to do with it……..I told you I could whine a lot in this post.

Well, My day as it’s planned so far…… run to the quilting store and find some material….then lunch, then a non-stress test at the hospital, and then off to Langley for a chiropractic appointement.  Then dinner, and just kicking around hoping that something happens and I have this baby…….other than that…I plan to sleep, and then wake up tomorow, and update you again with my nothingness.  Sounds like fun, eh?

I know I’m thrilled!

Oh, and as of yesterday’s Dr.s Appointment.  I weighed 203 pounds.  When I had Geli I weighed 214 pounds.  So, I weigh 10 pounds less than when I had her…..that still blows me away.

I’ve gained exactly 25 pounds so far with this pregnancy.  I’ve never done that.  While that might not mean much to you…’s huge to me. 

12 days to go

I don’t have a picture today, and I’m already in my pyjamas, and ain’t gonna take one now.

Watch me have the baby tonight, just ’cause I didn’t take a picture on the last day of my being pregnant…….that would sound just about right.

I did have my Doctors Appt this morning, and he did sweep the membranes again, but I was still 3 cm dilated, and apparently I was 70% effaced last week (10 days ago) and this visit I was 80% effaced….so it’s some progress, but really not much.

He said that I am SO ready to go, but we’re just waiting for whatever the trigger is to kick it all into gear.

Waiting!  More waiting!  Oh well!  He also said that he’s not going anywhere int he next bit, and so I don’t need to worry about him not being around for the delivery.

And…that’s about it.  I really wanted to have this baby tonight, but I guess tomorrow would be good too.

Come On, Little One!  Come out so we can meet you?  This isn’t an indicator of how you’re always going to be making us wait for you, is it?