C'mere...

So yesterday afternoon, Whittaker climbs up in the glider and I warn him again about not getting the chair rocking off the ground.  He pauses and says, "I'm Momma."

I say, "Nice to meet you Momma."

Whittaker then says to me as I am holding Harper, "C'mere, I feed you."  Then lifts up the right side of his shirt exposing his right "nickle" and then repeats, "C'mere, I feed you."  As he pats his "nickle."

As if this wasn't enough, we went to church and after service Barrett headed upstairs to get Whittaker from his class and the teacher informed him that Whittaker nursed one of the dolls infront of everybody (3,4 and 5 years olds).  He actually lifted up his shirt and put the baby doll to his "nickle" and said, "I need a feed him....OUCH!...he bite me...be careful!"

What did you teach your kid this week?

Check-Ups

Harper and I both had our two-week check-ups this week.  Both went well and I'm glad I can drive now (like I'll be speeding around town all the time.)  

Harper's appointment was a breeze.  He surpassed his birth weight gaining 10 oz since last Friday, and over a pound since we left the hospital, now weighing  8lbs even and has grown an inch to 21".  He didn't have to get any shots so it was even easier than I had anticipated. 

However, while we were in the waiting room, he decided to have a contained blow out.  So, when the nurse called us back and wanted me to get him down to his diaper to weigh him, I told her I was going to go ahead and change him since he blew it out in the waiting room.  Not taking notice of the temperature drop in the exam room, 2 seconds after opening his diaper, Harper started peeing everywhere, which reminded me of the Huggies diaper commercial I had just seen.  Haven't seen it?  Check it out below!!

June 11, 2004

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY BABY!

A picture says...

...so many words!

How'd he get here?

Short version:
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!!

Long version:
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.

I finally got to see my little prince who was wide awake and staring right at me from his cradle. My new nurses came to take my blood pressure which just looked like numbers to me as I was still quite groggy at best. Apparently, when your bottom number is three digits, it isn't good. Because of this, they has to switch us rooms back over to the labor and delivery wing to be able to monitor the IV, the antibiotic from the c-section and now magnesium to lower my blood pressure, which they weren't sure why had spiked. The good news was that I felt fine, Harper was great and we had a new room with 5 windows looking out onto a beautiful day.

I struggled to stay awake through the day from some of the medicine they gave me and I'm sure just from the trauma of all that had happened. Barrett was a champ and helped me stay awake through feedings for Harper and getting me plenty of fluids.

Friday was much easier and finally got to take out all my wires- from catheter to IV and move back over to the postpartum room.

We ended the night with Harper having the most successful feeding yet and ready for some shut-eye.

We'll be heading home on Sunday afternoon. Thanks for all your prayers and words of encouragement!

Can you believe it?

My final trip to the doctor's office was by no means a sad one today.  Barrett and Whitty came along to see Harper Josiah on the ultrasound one more time...and what did they see?  Mister Harper all squished inside my belly with his head down!  How?  God is good!  

This was the first time that the ultrasound tech had a hard time zeroing in on his face because there was no more room.  We did get to see some "rolls" on his side and on his arms and legs...she is convinced that he is a big boy.  For sure I know he is very strong and very determined!

We are praying for green lights all the way...holding a healthy and happy Harper in our arms on Thursday and watching him grow outside the womb still under the covering of a sovereign Lord who has been his support and will remain so as his name defines Josiah as "Yahweh supports!"  

Thank you all so much for your prayers, phone calls, text messages, email and comments of support and encouragement along the way.  Our hearts are at peace with what the Lord will continue to do and pray that His work has been a living testimony for others to see what an awesome God we serve.  

We'll be back to post with pictures of our blessed answer to prayer in a few days!

Status..?

So, what is our current status with the arrival of Harper Josiah?  

On Tuesday, I found out that Harper had indeed turned around again to breech.  Quite an accomplishment since the sonographer got his estimated weight at 8lbs 9oz already.  I met with my doctor today to discus next week and here is the rundown.

• 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.