Dear Henry

Dear Henry,

I always knew I wanted to write you a letter on your birthday. But now I’m having a hard time figuring out the right words to say. How can one adequately express their joy on the happiest day of their life?

I guess I’ll start by saying that you were (and are) extremely wanted. I prayed and prayed for you to come into our lives for many months. I cried a lot thinking I might never have you. It’s all my heart wanted. One morning, I got up early, feeling really excited for some reason. A few minutes later, I found out you were on your way to us. I’ve never been happier in my life.

Now you’re here and I’m a mess of emotions: happy, excited, scared, elated, overwhelmed. But most of all? I’m in love. Complete and utter pure love. They said this would happen. Everyone in the world said this would happen. They all said I would never know love until I held my child for the first time. Boy, they were right.

I will post a complete birth story later, but let’s just say your arrival into the world was a loooong and arduous one. I was in labor for 48 hours before the doctor told me my uterus was just not contracting how it should be, which meant it wasn’t pushing you out. Also two days of pitocin was really taking it’s toll on my body. So, out you came!

Right before the c-section began, as I was strapped down to an operation table, your dad was comforting me. I couldn’t stop shaking and crying. He told me that he’d waited his whole life for this day. Those words really helped me focus because guess what? So had I. We both cried harder than you were the moment we heard you.

And then I got to hold you. My life changed forever at that moment.

henryMy beautiful boy.

Henry, some things you have to look forward to:

  • Your dad and I love to laugh and have fun. Life is too short to be so serious. I want to teach you to laugh, play, sing, dance, and not sweat the small stuff. You’ll spill some milk. Big deal. You’ll probably pee your pants a few times. Who hasn’t? If you’re as artistic as your dad, I fully expect to find you creating some marker art on the walls. Don’t worry, sweetie. It all cleans up. No biggie. (Just keep the wall art to a minimum, ok? We’ll have lots of paper around for that).
  • Speaking of dancing and singing, we do a lot of that around here too. Your dad is even pretty good at it. Eventually, this will embarrass you. But while you’re still cool with it, we’re going to dance and sing with you every day of your life. Hope you don’t mind.
  • We’re fun parents, but we also want to teach you to be polite, respectful of other people, and kind. You might not like the inevitable time outs while you learn what behavior is and isn’t acceptable, but you’ll be better for it in the long run. Life is so much easier when you know how to treat other people. You’ll have lots of friends and social situations will be a breeze. You’ll like it when everyone likes you back, trust me.
  • Slow down and enjoy life. Always remember the words your namesake sang: Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.

There’s a lot more to say, and I’ll keep writing you letters. For now, I’m just going to go back to holding you and staring at you.

Welcome to the world, Henry. We love you so much.

Mom & Dad

Dear Henry

Dear Henry,

Only a few more days until you’re here! I can’t even begin to tell you how excited we are. By we, I mean everyone. Your family, your friends, people I used to work with. Your little life is a much celebrated one (making your mama feel very lucky and blessed).

The doctor told me today that if you don’t come on your own by December 16, then she’s going to evict you. The eviction process is long and painful (but hopefully no Sheriff’s Department involved), so if you could find it in your heart to come before then, I’d appreciate it.

Of course, I also just want you to take your time. Stay in there as long as possible because once you’re out, you’ll probably want to go back in. It’s so warm and cozy in there, huh? On the other hand, the odds that you’d be born on my Grandma Knapp’s birthday will be good if we have to coax you out of there. So, really, whatever works for you.

I can’t wait to hold you and kiss your face. I become a crying mess when I just think about how much I already love you. Your mom is a nutcase, I know.

Anyway, we’re ready for you and waiting. We have your room all set up, a car seat installed, a stroller to push you around, a swing to help you sleep, and so much more. You’ve got it made, kid. Do you have any idea how many onesies you own? A lot.

Also, be prepared to be the center of attention for a while. Hope you’re cool with that.

Love you more than words on a blog could ever express,

Mom

Packin’ Up.

I have a feeling this baby is coming soon.

First of all, he is looooow. He keeps moving further and further down, making walking or standing for me EXTREMELY uncomfortable. The Braxton Hicks are ridic and getting to the point to where I start to wonder if I’m really in labor. In all honesty, as uncomfortable as I am, I really hope he stays in there a couple more weeks. My last day of work is this Friday. I’d like to have some time at home, resting, and doing some last minute prep. I am fully aware that once baby comes, all “me” time is out the window for a while. Just a couple days of laying in the recliner and watching season 2 of Downton Abbey on Hulu Plus would be cool.

In preparation, we finally put all of his washed clothes away (they’ve been folded…and sitting in the crib for roughly two weeks thanks to colds and general exhaustion).

clothes_cribOk, not all of them were folded.

baby clothes foldedNow they’re nice and folded and ready to be worn by a cute baby.

We are getting the bags packed and ready to go and we’re doing some cleaning the house today. I bought the breast pump, got some nursing bras, and the baby has more crap than he (or anyone) needs.

baby bagHenry’s baby bag for the hospital. Got some sleeping gowns, a couple onesies, an outfit to come home in, mittens, socks, a little hat, a swaddler, and a blanket. 

diaper bag 1

diaper bag 2I got this bag years ago as a gift from a client of mine. I gave it to Chris, but he never really used it. It’s a perfect diaper bag because it means Chris will freely carry it around shame-free, and I honestly hate most diaper bags on the market. I bought a $10 fold out portable changing mat and stuck it in there. It’s got lots of pockets, too, so bonus.

Even if baby doesn’t come on his own soon, he’ll be here around Dec. 17 regardless. My blood sugars were doing ok…then my morning fasting numbers started to creep up. I told my OB and she told me if my perinatologist (who is monitoring me monthly as well) puts me on meds, they will induce me on or before Dec. 17. I really don’t want to be induced, I’ve heard such horror stories. So far, the perinatologist has NOT put me on medication (because the dose would be really low — half of the lowest dose from the pharmacy. Meaning, I’d have to physically cut each pill in half before I take it). He doesn’t see the point. But, we’ll see. I’m sure I’ll find out more tomorrow.

So, we’re physically ready. When do I become mentally ready? I felt like this pregnancy was going so slow. Now, it’s going by too fast. Ah!