Today Jonathan is six weeks old and I have my appointment with my doctor. I'm excited to be cleared to start working out again! I'm not sure exactly when I will have time to exercise, maybe we'll institute fitness time at our house and the kids can join in. :o)
Life is still a bit nutty around here and the mornings are the most hectic. I still haven't figured out how to feed Jonathan, get myself ready (hair, make-up, dressed), feed the kids, feed myself, get the kids ready (though Emma and Josh do a great job getting themselves dressed), and get Jonathan down for his first nap. Unfortunately, his first nap tends to be a crummy one and it doesn't give me the time to accomplish all these things. He generally wakes up and wants to be held, which makes life a little impossible. Emma and Josh have been great other than their love/hate relationship for one and another. They play fabulously for an hour then are beating each other up and running to tattle the next hour. Oh the joys of siblings! Elizabeth is still a hot mess. She's so clever and seems to know exactly when I can't get to her, the little monkey can now climb on the couches. The girl is going to be a gymnast, she has an amazing sense of balance and agility. Even still, all I can envision is her falling and really injuring herself. She does love playing with Emma and Josh and will follow them around to no end but sometimes they want to play and it doesn't include her, those times are hard.
Despite the challenging times, we have been plugging along. Emma got her ears pierced a few weeks ago. Both she and Josh were fascinated with the tattoo shop and Emma was quite the trooper, not moving a muscle while the piercer stuck her with the needle. She been taking very good care of her ears and is excited to wear BIG earrings, too bad that day won't be coming for awhile. Eric is working the Life Teen convention Sunday-Wednesday this week in Scottsdale and is taking Emma and Josh camping for a few days along with his dad, brother in law, and niece after convention. On Monday I start a new bible study with some other moms and am excited for this opportunity. Josh has become quite the kung-fu man and his new life long dream is to be a Power Ranger. Elizabeth is all about water and loves the swimming pool. Jonathan is growing so fast and even Emma said the other day, he's not so little anymore. We were blessed with a good baby and despite the challenges I've had with nursing again, I can't complain.
We have a full line up of activities the rest of June and beginning of July and maybe just maybe, I'll find some time to blog about them.
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Jonathan Robert
Jonathan was born on April 30, 2013 after being persuaded to come out. The day before, I went to the doc to have my 40+ week check up. I was now dilated to a 4 and though I had prayed to not be induced this pregnancy, when my doctor asked if I was ready to have a baby my response was promptly YES. After a quick call to the hospital, he told me that I was schedule for 8 am the next morning.
I didn't sleep very well that night, and was ready to go by 5am the next morning. Once Eric's parents arrived at our house, we left for the hospital and got checked in quickly. At 9 am my doctor arrived to break my water (that was all the induction it took) and by 9:30 I was watching a movie. After begin monitored for 2 hours, my labor and delivery nurse gave us permission to walk around for a bit. About 15 minutes into the walk, I knew I needed to head back to the room. By 11:50, my contractions were getting extremely hard and I was no longer a happy camper. Knowing it wouldn't be much longer my doctor was back in room by 12:05 and at 12:32, Jonathan was born.
When he was given to me, all I could think was how much he looked like Josh. He settled down once in my arms and they allowed Eric and I to have over an hour alone with him before they cleaned him up. A short while later Eric's parents brought the kids to meet their new little brother. Emma and Josh were immediatley in love and Elizabeth didn't seem to care very much at all. Eric took the kids home that night and I was on my own at the hospital. Over the next 2 days, Eric was able to bounce between being with me and Jonathan and being at home thanks to both of our parents. On May 2, we got to bring the little guy home. It was nice to leave the hospital and finally start trying to figure life out. Thanks to many of our friends and our families, we haven't cooked since that first night home. The kids are doing well adjusting and we have even survived Eric's first week back at work. This Thursday is the last day of school so it will interesting to see how we all do over the summer. Wish us luck!
I didn't sleep very well that night, and was ready to go by 5am the next morning. Once Eric's parents arrived at our house, we left for the hospital and got checked in quickly. At 9 am my doctor arrived to break my water (that was all the induction it took) and by 9:30 I was watching a movie. After begin monitored for 2 hours, my labor and delivery nurse gave us permission to walk around for a bit. About 15 minutes into the walk, I knew I needed to head back to the room. By 11:50, my contractions were getting extremely hard and I was no longer a happy camper. Knowing it wouldn't be much longer my doctor was back in room by 12:05 and at 12:32, Jonathan was born.
When he was given to me, all I could think was how much he looked like Josh. He settled down once in my arms and they allowed Eric and I to have over an hour alone with him before they cleaned him up. A short while later Eric's parents brought the kids to meet their new little brother. Emma and Josh were immediatley in love and Elizabeth didn't seem to care very much at all. Eric took the kids home that night and I was on my own at the hospital. Over the next 2 days, Eric was able to bounce between being with me and Jonathan and being at home thanks to both of our parents. On May 2, we got to bring the little guy home. It was nice to leave the hospital and finally start trying to figure life out. Thanks to many of our friends and our families, we haven't cooked since that first night home. The kids are doing well adjusting and we have even survived Eric's first week back at work. This Thursday is the last day of school so it will interesting to see how we all do over the summer. Wish us luck!
T-ball
Emma and Josh started t-ball this year. Josh, who wanted to play in
the worst way is an absolute terror when it comes time to actually play
and Emma who has no grace or coordination (like her mother) is
surprisingly good.
Right now, we are half way through the season. They have a great little team named the Sharks and two really nice coaches. They practice about 1-2 times a week and have 1-2 games a week. Both kids are great batters and Emma does really great in the outfield. Josh struggles with the outfield and you can tell by watching him that he is bored out of his mind. I've decided that he is just too young to understand the concept of standing around waiting to see if a ball ever comes to him. With each game, he's lasted a bit longer before the tantrums, throwing the glove, and folding his arms and turning his back on the game begin. Maybe next year will be a bit better for him.
After trying soccer, karate, and dance, Emma seems to have found her groove. Though she loves to dance, she wasn't so sad when we took her out of the dance studio she'd been attending. She gets excited for both practice and games. I hope for her, that this continues and that she is ready to play again next year. Even though I have no idea how we'll make this baseball season thing work when the kids play on different teams next year and we have two small ones. Thank God it's still a year away!
Right now, we are half way through the season. They have a great little team named the Sharks and two really nice coaches. They practice about 1-2 times a week and have 1-2 games a week. Both kids are great batters and Emma does really great in the outfield. Josh struggles with the outfield and you can tell by watching him that he is bored out of his mind. I've decided that he is just too young to understand the concept of standing around waiting to see if a ball ever comes to him. With each game, he's lasted a bit longer before the tantrums, throwing the glove, and folding his arms and turning his back on the game begin. Maybe next year will be a bit better for him.
After trying soccer, karate, and dance, Emma seems to have found her groove. Though she loves to dance, she wasn't so sad when we took her out of the dance studio she'd been attending. She gets excited for both practice and games. I hope for her, that this continues and that she is ready to play again next year. Even though I have no idea how we'll make this baseball season thing work when the kids play on different teams next year and we have two small ones. Thank God it's still a year away!
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