Saturday, December 6, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
(Whitty, Rhiannon, Bella and Sam)
... more like NO-lé! Whitty had his first soccer game last Saturday at 8:45am. Most of you know that is well before he usually wakes up in the mornings ;) These pictures don't quite capture the frustration of the event, as I didn't know why my son spent most of the game crying. Notice the last picture, that is Whitty's foot hanging down as his coach was having to carry him during the game. We have been assured it will get better, we'll keep you posted!
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Monday, September 8, 2008
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Sunday, July 27, 2008
"From the Inside Out"
Ewerwasting Your ligh will shi when aw ewese bay.
cwy of my har is to bwang You pwaise ...my har side me???
Neber wending...Hey Dad you wanna pway guitar? I wanna take a picture!
Everlasting Your light will shine when all else fades.
and the cry of my heart is to bring You praise...(my heart inside me (not in original recording))
Never ending...Hey Dad, you wanna play guitar? I wanna take a picture!
Whittaker's Gear used during recording session at SnareStudios:
*Vintage Extended Buzz Lightyear Pez dispenser Guitar
*High Definition Spider Man toothbrush Microphone
Look out world!!!
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Monday, June 9, 2008
Friday, May 30, 2008
Harper Josiah Snare born on May 29 in Grapevine, Texas at 11:18am via c-section weighing 7lbs 9oz and 20 inches long. Brown hair and blue eyed gift from God!!
We arrived at Baylor Grapevine hospital at 5am on the 29th and we were met by a very prepared staff and ready room to deliver Harper by induction since he remained vertex, or head down. By 6am I was connected to an IV, pitocin and antibiotic and began the morning dilated at 3cm. Barrett and I passed the time by watching one our favorite movies "The Italian Job" and dozing as our nurse would come by and periodically raise the amount of pitocin in the IV.
Around 8am my doctor came by and did an ultrasound to confirm his position and let us know that I was now dilated to 4cm but that she was sending one of her colleagues over to break my water a little later.
At 10:15, they broke my water and made sure that Harper's head dropped with the release of fluids and now was dilated to 5cm. They let me know that the epidural was now available, but since I was so comfortable, still not feeling the contractions, I decided to wait it out a bit. After about 30 minutes, I noticed that Harper's heart rate was not registering on the monitor. Barrett saw me notice and asked if I was ok and before I could answer, the nurse came in and had me lay on my side as she was watching the monitors from the nurse station. His heart rate began to register again and now on my side I began to feel the contractions intensely. The anesthesiologist came by to introduce himself and give a rundown of the procedure for getting an epidural and how it would work if I ended up needing a c-section. As he left, the contractions became more and more intense and closer together, so I let my nurse know I was ready for her to order the epidural. She got the fluids ready for it and had me turn to the other side to try and get a better mark on Harper's heart rate which was dropping each time I had a contraction. She had already contacted my doctor to let her know and proceeded to follow the doctor's order to check my progress to see if I was ready to deliver. So, before the epidural could be administered, she discovered a prolapsed cord and went into action immediately to get a crew of about 10 people in my room and me wheeled out of the room and to the operating room in about 45 seconds. She told Barrett he had to stay behind because I was going to have an emergency c-section. They wheeled me down the hall with the nurse on my bed with me while she pressed Harper's head with her hand to keep it off of the cord. As they jogged me to the operating room and had she and I switch beds, everyone sprung into action communicating back and forth with medical jargon. My doctor was already there and put her hand on my arm to let me know she was indeed there by my side. The anesthesiologist and his assistant got the general anesthesia ready and then I was out...
...my nurse returned 10 minutes after leaving Barrett in the delivery room alone to let him know that Harper was fine, 7lbs 9oz and that I was fine.
...they sent Harper off to get a bath, trim his cord and run their tests.
...2 hours later I was finally coming back around to see my boys and receive the news that everything went smoothly and we were fine and in the postpartum room.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
- Tuesday- one more NST and ultrasound- also checking to see if he is head down or still breech
- If he is still breech then my Induction appointment for 5am Thursday, the 29th, becomes a C-section appointment
- When I arrive at the hospital on Thursday, they will do another ultrasound to confirm his position. If he isn't breech, she'll decide based on the NST whether laboring is ok or to just do a C-section.
- We were encouraged when we left the office at her ultimate concern being for baby Harper and any situation that may arise with his cord, we trust the Lord in all of this, and just ask that You be praying for His protection and our patience in the delay of knowing the details.
Monday, May 19, 2008
As Melanie and I were getting into bed last night we were recounting the guests that were here yesterday and the final count that were here at one time was 39 including babies. It was fun had by all. The men were entertained by playing ladder golf or "flingo" as some call it, while the ladies enjoyed the fellowship and watching the Cuellar boys show off their finest plumber impressions.
Thank you for all of you who came to Whittaker's party and for all of the gifts. Thank you for sharing in our life and celebrating a very special day with us.
After everyone left (because of the chaos it would have caused had we done it while everyone was here) Melanie and I gave Whitty his big gift. If you know Whitty there is only one gift that could have completed his special day...DRUMS! He loves them and to tell you the truth we were pretty impressed with them ourselves. Whitty ended the night in tears because of his separation from the drum kit but I was awakened this morning bright and early by Whitty with sticks in hand telling me to "Get up Dad! Get up!" shortly followed by some intricate poly-rhythms of his own creative imagination.
Here is a picture of his new treasure and a short video of him wearing them out (some how the audio got off when transferring the video...no overdubbing, we'll save that for the studio:).
Love you all, and thank you again!
Barrett, Melanie and Whittaker
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
- We celebrated our 3rd Cinco de Mayo with the Mullins Family chowing on some Tex-Mex and having some needed fellowship!
- I've finally gotten a little proficient with the sewing machine, but unfortunately disabled Jessica Rolf's serger...great excuse to hang out with such an incredible woman!
- We enjoyed some needed fellowship time with the Cross Timbers Keller staff and spouses (child free) at the Kuykendall's and had many, many laughs!
- Barrett and I played the "Newlywed" game at a wedding shower for the Denton campus worship leader and his fiance. It was fun to be embarrassed at some of the questions and answers, but so encouraging to see that missing a few didn't send us into a battle of the ages with anyone else or with ourselves!
- Whittaker experienced his first and second trips to Chuck E Cheese on Saturday for two birthday parties...he was completely amazed and is eager to return to play and dance with the mechanical mouse. Happy Birthday Michael and Bella!
- I enjoyed a Mother's Day with my hubby and son, taking advantage of a pretty day to spend some time together out in the sun. Although, I did cry my eyes out at church during the ENTIRE service...thanks once again Pastor Toby for a tearful Mother's Day with your beautiful message! check it out online at http://media.crosstimberschurch.org/video/flash/20080511.html
- Monday was spent in getting some final preparations done for Harper's arrival in no more than a few weeks. Good friends joined me to help with some laundry and reorganizing. Thanks Megan, Cheryl and Michelle for your help and for Kayleigh, Allyson and Victoria for letting Whitty play his heart out with you!
- This morning, I got to talk on the phone with my dad who I haven't talked to since a surprise phone call on Christmas Day. He and Mamo arrived in Miami yesterday and are traveling on to Oklahoma today. We are so excited to see them and celebrate Whittaker's third birthday this weekend with them!
- I'm off to get ready for another trip to the doctor's office for yet another NST and a sonogram to see my baby Harper in my belly for one of the last few times before getting to meet him face to face. The Lord has been so faithful in growing him and calming our fears. Last Tuesday he was weighing in at 6lbs 11oz, which is what Whittaker weighed when he was born. We just need to pray that Harper will turn back head down and believe that the Mighty God we serve will be faithful to provide!
Thursday, May 1, 2008
After a beautifully sunny day, Whittaker decided to pick up his guitar and went to sit outside and just strum away as the sun was fading. Barrett moved quickly to get the camera and captured a moment that we will forever cherish because we can share it with those of you who also love our son for being a unique creation of the Lord.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
So I had two more non-stress tests this week, one on Tuesday and another on Friday.
Tuesday's test was a walk in the park compared to the inaugural test last Friday. I was back in the recliner, but resigned to not get on my side as much as last time and had to defend my choice to the nurse. She got the heart rate right away and Harper kicked and rolled his movements onto the printer and we were in and out of the office in a little under an hour,
cutting our previous experience in half.
Friday, I knew I was going to have to see the nurser practitioner because my doctor was out of town. This was altogether a different experience than any of my other appointments over the last eight months. There are five doctors and about three nurse practitioners and three sonogram technicians, which translates to a lot of patients and a lot of traffic. I am usually having to wait to see the doctor or the sonogram tech for about 15 minutes each at least. I don't think I have ever gotten in there before that. However, on Friday, I wasn't even seated for a minute before getting called up (knowing the stares and sneers coming from the rest of the ladies waiting for who knows how long...I only know this because I do the same thing, thinking, "who the heck is she and how come she gets to go in so fast?") So this time I'm on the other side of the office and have my NST in a regular exam room and get to lay down on the padded exam table. By now, you've got to know I am feeling so justified, so wide-eyed (almost like Georgie on a Christmas Story) you know, all the things you feel just before reality sets in that there is no such thing as greener grass, just a different a different type that still needs regular maintenance and still has it's share of weeds. To all appearances, laying on a bed would seem easier and much more comfortable than the recliner, but the receptor gelled up on my belly was sitting right on the rounded edge of my prego belly and was having difficulty staying flat to pick up Harper's heartbeat. Finally the nurse practitioner had to come in to find a solution, which was to go get another Velcro strip to attach across the top to keep it flat. "Can you raise up your hips so I can slide this under you?" she asks. I begin to say sure as I attempt to follow her instructions only to find out that lying flat on my back in a presumably more comfortable position has sent my sciatica into twitching and lifting my hips seems to be much more difficult than I had thought....good grief!! He did very well and my appointment with the nurse practitioner was good and brief.
All this a reminder of the suffering Christ did for us so that we may know live life abundantly. And although it is no comparison, I must remember that this momentary suffering is all to benefit this baby boy thumping in my belly so that he can have the safest arrival possible and it is sooooo worth it!
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
I find that when I am writing songs about what has happened or happening in my life that I tend to write about the end result. I forget to tell the story about how I ended up here or there. I know that it seems like the first thing that you would start writing about (if you were writing a song or story) is the journey to the end result.
::Most of the time I forget to do this::
So here I sit thinking about the journey of my life listening to "The Album Leaf."
Simple yet profound (at least to me)
Friday, April 18, 2008
So, today I had the first non-stress test, I'll be having 2 a week from here on out. I wish mine would have been comfortably laying down like the cartoon drawing, but instead, they had me in one of those weird recliners and I had to lay on my side in the recliner. It took a while for the lady to get the receptor on Harper's heartbeat consistently because he started moving around. Then she leaves me in there and says she'll come back to check on me and gives me a JEOPARDY type button to press every time I feel Harper move. So after about 5 minutes, the stupid machine starts making this horrid alarm sound. I'm in the chair trying not to freak out about what is happening when finally the lady comes back in and pushes some buttons on the machine. In the midst of this, she turns off the printout to try and readjust the receptor so that it is in a position to keep picking up his heartbeat regardless of where he is positioned in my belly. So now after about 8 minutes of moving it around, she has it positioned where it is picking up his hearbeat really strong, then again leaves the room saying she'll come back and check on me. About 10 minutes later she comes back and I have to tell her that it isn't printing, to which she first tries to explain that it has to be picking up consistently to print (which it had been for the last 10 minutes while she wasn't in there and continued to while she was standing there) then says well, no it should be printing. Then she hovers over the machine totally bewildered why it isn't printing (all I could think was that she doesn't even remember turning the dumb thing off when she came in after the whole alarm deal). After a few minutes of staring at the machine, she finally hits the red button to make the printer turn on again. The thing is that they have to have like 20 minutes worth of data for this test. I had already been there like 45 minutes and now we are having to start again...if only that had been the last "snag" but no, then the stupid printer paper startes feeding back into itself while I'm in there once again by myself awkwardly situated on the stupid recliner with the JEOPARDY buzzer in my hand trying to reach across to yank the printer paper feed out of the printer. When she came back in, she was so pleased to see the length of the paper like she had some great stuff, only to be shocked by the length of paper that was blank because it had been folded ontop of itself in the printer. ARRGGHH! About 15 minutes later I was finally done, well done with that part. Now I had to do the usual, pee in the clear plastic SOLO cup (don't see this kind in the PARTY-PICS) then had to sit in the room for a little while before my nurse came back in to get me to weigh in and then do my blood pressure. Now back to the examining room, wait some more to see the doctor who really just needs to come in to measure my belly, tell me everything looks great and to make sure I'm there on Tuesday and Friday to go through the whole thing again...all this to say I've been a cranky mess all day and I'm ready to be done with today. Can I get an AMEN?
Sunday, April 13, 2008
- I need to sew Harper's crib bedding (I know you are thinking, does she sew? Not really, but I am going to) curtains and recovering the glider and ottoman
- Transform our guest room into a nursery capable of still hosting guests- this includes painting, clearing out the closet and refilling it, taking down the guest bed and putting up the crib and changing table, moving in the glider and ottoman, and accessorizing
- reorganize the hall closet to accommodate items from the previously mention guest room closet
- wash all the tiny clothes and blankets
- get all the baby toys, swings, bouncers, etc. down from the attic and cleaned and figure out what things take what kind of batteries
- get the carseat/carrier cleaned and ready to go
- get all the bottles and nursing gear out and find a place to house it in the kitchen
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
So let me fill you in on what has been going on:
Melanie and Whittaker have been and still are sick. I have learned that pregnancy and sickness make an already tired mama even more tired. This pregnancy has been great for Mel but my sweet wife is tired. Please be praying for her.
Our sweet boy is turning into a little man more and more each day. From the discovery of the words "I can't," to the fascination of turning on every light switch he passes in the house; he is a great joy to us.
Just a short story. I was out in the yard picking weeds, and it was Texas hot. I was in the middle of thinking "this sucks" when the back door opened and Melanie asked me if I would mind if Whitty was out there with me. I said "no problem." (Whittaker has a new love for the outside since discovering that he can pee on a wooden slat fence. have people clap for him and get candy. Hey, wouldn't you???) As he came outside with his puffy eyes that had just woken up from his nap too soon, he was fascinated with the mayflies that would fly up as he walked the yard. So we talked to the neighbors over the fence and saw the puppy next door and then I went back to picking the weeds.
As I bent down to pick up each weed, there was Whitty bending down with me. He was mimicking my every move and picking out a few of his own. Then he walked up next to me and rubbed in the sweat and sunscreen beading up on my head and said "I lud you Daddy." My exhaustion went away just like that. What a sweet boy we have. He is getting more excited about seeing his little brother every day.
Melanie has taken on a part time job at the church designing the background graphics for the worship for all 3 campuses at Cross Timbers and she is great at it. For any of you who have not witnessed the brilliance in Melanie's design sense, you are missing out. She has been searching frantically to find the fabric to design Harper's bedding and room with much disappointment, but we now have found all that we needed. We have not even started on the room but that is quickly rising higher and higher on the to do list. She is officially to the point that she feels really pregnant. She has noticed in the last few days that Harper has started to drop and she is realizing as we all are, "Oh my!!!......OH MY!!!!!!!......he will be here fast!" Please be praying for a safe and speedy delivery, as well as continued health for her leading up to the delivery. Please pray for Whittaker as he welcomes Harper into our family and for a smooth transition. He is so sweet with other babies and I am sure he will do great but prayers cannot hurt.
I am enjoying being a husband and father more than I ever have. Melanie and I continue to become closer and closer and our marriage is continuing to grow as well. I love what I do for a living and I am still amazed that I get to lead people in worship every week. It is what I was made to do. I took vacation time 3 weeks ago and we did nothing but stay at home as a family and be together for 7 days. It was the best vacation I have ever been on. After vacation and going back to work I told Mel that I was grieving the loss of it. We realized it had been 2 years since Melanie and I got to go to church and worship holding hands and actually ride to and from service in the same car. What a blessing!
To be brutally honest with you all before I went on vacation I was Barrett the "worship leader" or Barrett the "pastor." Those titles held my worth and gave me my value. But after spending 1 week alone with my family I have rediscovered the value in being a husband and father first. What value is there in helping lead people to Christ if you are not leading the ones in your own home first?
He is doing great and growing like a weed in that sweet belly. God has shown His greatness through showing us He is more powerful than any doctors diagnosis. Because of the two-valve umbilical cord, Melanie has to begin doing non-stress tests on the 18th which means she will be in the doctors office at least twice a week. Her doctor told her that she will pretty much feel like she has a second family there.
Harper will be here sooner than we even realize and our life will be turned upside down. The countdown to no sleep has officially begun.
To sum it all up God has been so good to us. We have recognized His power to save us from ourselves and from the things of which we have no control. I pray that He begins to show you the same, and that you recognize His affection for you in your own life.
We love you all,
Barrett, Melanie, Whittaker, and Harper
Friday, March 21, 2008
I thought that I would let you all see how big our Whitty has become. What a little man we have now. It is hard for me to believe that we are about to start all over again with Harper. If Harper is anything like his big brother we will be so blessed. Whittaker is so excited to see Harper and he is getting the concept of being a big brother more and more each day. He loves to give his little brother kisses on his mommas tummy, and tell him "I love you Harper." Here are some pictures of Whitty's new faux-hawk. He was so brave to let me use the clippers on the back and sides of his hair.
Love you all