The day I lost 10 pounds

So sadly for me, this long process of getting my new baby here started two days before I had him... January 23.  I have been having contractions off and on since week 27.  They have been quite annoying, uncomfortable, keeping me up/waking me up, and causing me to "take it easy" or lay down for a while.  When I found out at 36 weeks I was a 2, it gave me hope of having my little guy early.  When I never progressed beyond a 2, I realized these contractions were a big joke and were for nothing.  Annoying.  Especially for all the times I thought I had to stop doing something and lay down as I may come too early.  Psh.  Now I know that was dumb to think.

Anywho, sorry about my rant, but I was having contractions like usual on the 23rd.  At seven thirty, I decided to time them as they seemed to be coming faster than usual.  I found out they were about ten minutes apart and growing closer.  Some were painful, most were just strong and uncomfortable.  But I decided to pack a hospital bag as I still hadn't done that yet.  We got to five minutes apart for an hour, but I hadn't laid down.  So at this point it was 9:30 and I decided to take a hot shower (what they suggest to help calm down contractions if you aren't in labor) and lay down.  The contractions slowed back down to ten minutes apart, but never stopped.  They would sometimes be five minutes apart, but never for an hour.  Well this went on for hours.  I was SO uncomfortable, having these contractions so often (and they were pretty strong too) and I just wanted to go to the hospital because they weren't going away, but Derrick more pushed away from it as they weren't five minutes apart or getting stronger.  Well I was exhausted and emotional so I convinced him to go at 1:30 when they were six minutes apart for 30 minutes.  We called my sister (figured she's still be up anyways) who came to sleep with Aaron and headed to the hospital.  I got put in a "transition" room to make sure I actually was in labor.  They checked me and I was a 2... A 2!!  I hadn't dilated at all.  So naturally, I was sent home and I cried the whole way.

I stopped timing the contractions as they weren't doing anything, but laid in bed the rest of the night continuing to have them.  It was awful.  I had an appointment with my OB the next day.  At that appointment, I was a 3.  So with 16 hours of these contractions being 10 min apart, I had progressed to only a 3.  I started crying in the appointment out of frustration/despair/exhaustion/you name it.  My doc said she couldn't do anything to help (I am GBS positive, and going so fast with Aaron it's not safe to help me go into labor) except make an appointment with the hospital and be induced.  I had an appointment on February 3, but that was more than a week away.  She said she would check with the hospital to see if they have any times available on Thursday, Friday, or Monday.  They didn't and I was put on a waiting list on all three days.

That night I was beyond exhausted and finally was able to fall asleep at 3 am.  I turned off my phone in case I was able to sleep in.  Sleep was in and out, but Aaron woke up at 9 so I got up.  I checked my phone then and had three missed calls, all from my doc.  I listened to my voicemail and she said she went into the hospital that morning (Wednesday) and they were empty.  So if I could come in now, I could have this baby.  I texted Derrick at work if this was ok, and I got his approval.  I called the hospital, who would call me back as they needed to check that they still had an opening.  They in fact did and I was to be there in an hour.  I called my mom, who came immediately to pick up Aaron, and I got ready to go.  Talk about a rush.

I got to the hospital at 10:30 and the nurse was concerned I was alone.  I said my husband was at work and we didn't know we were having this baby today, so he was going to try and finish out the work day.  I hadn't even thought about it being odd I was alone yet.  I didn't even care.

They started my anti-biotics at 11:09 and pitocin at 11:30.  I was surprised by the pitocin as I went from a 4 to crowning in an hour with Aaron, and I was already a 3.  But they said it was a low dose so whatever I guess.  My mom came to keep me company a few hours later.  They kept turning up the pitocin as I never was in pain with the contractions.  My nurse kept asking me about my epidural, but I was still feeling ok.  I had worse contractions at home.  I mean they were strong contractions, but I still wasn't in pain.

Derrick was going crazy at work, so he decided to get a sub and got to the hospital at 2.  By then I was a 5 and fully on pitcoin, and my doc asked how fast I went with Aaron.  She was surprised when I told her (I have told her before, but she must have forgotten) and decided to turn off pitocin until I got my full anti-biotics.  At 3, I was started up again and still had no epidural.  My nurse suggested I get it anyways out of precaution as now I could go fast and the epidural wouldn't have full effect.  So I got the epidural, which was weird when I wasn't in pain. (I was in SO MUCH PAIN with Aaron it was unreal.  Such a different experience with this one.)  The nurse checked on me 15 minutes later and I was a 9.  They called the doc while I progressed to a 10.  They prepped for a baby.  I pushed through maybe 5 contractions and my baby was here!  Trae Elias Bunn was born at 4:31 pm weighing 6 lbs 15 oz and 20 in long.

It took him a few seconds to cry, which seems like FOREVER when you are waiting for it.  I don't even think I took a breath until he did.  He screamed for a second, and then just started doing these cute little grunts.  But while I thought it was cute, apparently it's not a good thing.  The nurse took him away to check his lungs and decided to take him from the room to some sort of machine to help him.  They came right back and stated that he was just teasing them.  He could breath and his lungs were just fine.  What a relief and blessing to have a healthy baby.

He also has a "sacral dimple" which is something I have never heard of before.  He had an ultrasound the next day, as this dimple sometimes is correlated with an un-developed spinal cord.  The ultrasound came back perfect, so it's more just like a birth mark.  Another blessing that he is so healthy.  A baby really is a miracle, a healthy one even more of a miracle.  There are just so many things that can go wrong that's it's impossible to even be grateful enough for a healthy baby.  But I truly am grateful!!

A little about Trae Elias Bunn:

• He is an opposite from Aaron in so many ways...
• He looks like his mama, but has light brown hair from his daddy. (Aaron looks like Derrick but has blonde hair)
• He sleeps all the time.  And usually 4-5 hours at a time.  It is WONDERFUL.  We've had a few rough nights trying to find a routine of feeding (I don't think I am producing enough milk yet... still working through that) but mostly, he is just eating or sleeping.  (Aaron RARELY slept.  And I mean RARELY... tempted to say never, but of course he slept some lol)
• He has TONS of hair.  It even goes over his little ears.  The first thing almost everyone has said when they see him is "He has more hair than Aaron does!"  (Aaron was born looking quite bald as his hair was so blonde)
• He is a little grunter.  He rarely cries.  He starts eating his hands and grunts when he's hungry.  He only cries if this goes on too long without me getting with the program.  And even then he just cries out, and goes back to eating his hands and grunting.  Sometimes I like to just listen to/watch him grunt because it's SO CUTE!  That's when I hear him cry... I listened to him grunting too long. :) (Aaron was a SCREAMER and even his doc was surprised on how loud he could be)

I have been so impressed with Aaron during this time.  He now can say baby instead of just signing, and constantly says it and looks for Trae.  He is such a helper... bringing me pacifiers, blankets, burp rags, wipes, diapers, you name it.  Even if I don't need it, he brings me everything.  He loves to hug Trae (which means lay his head down on him) and rubs his head a lot.  He'll be playing, see Trae, say "baby" and run over to rub his head, and then go back to playing.  He's been so gentle around him.  It's really fun to see him around his new little brother.

Here are some pictures...

I got the same shirt out and it does make a difference!  I am wearing the same pants as well, and you can see how much slack I have at the bottom of my shirt with Aaron that I don't have with Trae.  My belly starts at about the same height, but definitely goes quite a bit lower.  And funny how not as enthused I am with Trae than with Aaron... this pic was taken on my way out the door to the hospital, so needless to say I was pretty exhausted but really wanted this pic!

Holding Trae right after birth... He held onto my finger the whole time :)

Derrick cutting the cord

Working on his lungs

Derrick holding Trae for the first time... Bummer I didn't get a better shot with the window behind :(

Me and my new baby! :)

Look at that hair!

His first close up... and he is sleeping

Getting his foot pricked for blood work.... I normally wouldn't take a picture, but he just kept sleeping!  He pulled this face for one second and that was it!  Hes a tough little guy that really doesn't cry.

Trying to eat his hands, but I wanted a picture with his eyes open!

All ready to go home!

Aaron's favorite thing of us coming home were the balloons that were with us.

Aaron holding Trae for the first time

11 more days... (hopefully less!)

I am still pregnant... And it's starting to drive me (and poor Derrick) CRAZY!  I was hopeful of coming early as I have been having contractions (and STRONG ones!!) since week 27, and I never had these with Aaron (who came two days early).  But last week I lost hope.  I've been dilated to a 2 since week 36 and NO PROGRESSION whatsoever since.  Even when one week I had HORRIBLE contractions pretty consistently for over 3 days (not the every five minutes for an hour consistently, but close).  So my contractions have been worthless and it has been sad to accept (because they HURT and also don't allow me to sleep!). My doc said I will make it (and she says she could be wrong, but not likely) to my appointment to be induced... two days after my due date.  Ugh!  But at least I know I won't go beyond February 3 no matter what!  That definitely helps more than not knowing how long I could go over.

And it wasn't so bad until the "nesting" hit.  Oh my goodness I can't explain how bad I needed to do SOMETHING to get ready at every moment.  I am completely anxious and start randomly freaking out because I feel stuck at not having a baby yet.  Derrick tries his best to calm me down, but poor kid doesn't know what to do.  And if only it wasn't so cold outside, I could just run (or walk I guess) and burn energy that way, but alas I feel stuck inside my apartment.  So now I just gotta keep myself busy.

And so I have been productive! :)  Everything is pretty much unpacked and organized except for our room.  I have washed many things including a car seat, car seat base (which was pretty disgusting with how much Aaron spit up), my rocking chair, the baby swing, clothes, couches, blankets, my boppy pillow and cover, bassinet, and soon to be bottles (waiting for my mom's dishwasher on that one). Sadly I still need to pack a hospital bag.  I guess I have just been putting that off as then I am officially "ready" and will even more just feel like I am waiting around for this baby.

Ok, enough about that.  Good news is I found my camera charger!  Yeah!!  So my poor husband got to be my  photographer on Sunday so that I could have something to remember this by.  (I just couldn't come to spend what it costs for a photographer on maternity pictures... and I am now really glad I didn't.)  And so now I have something to do while I just wait around for this baby!  I've been playing with pictures :)  So here are all of my favorites!

Tried to get Aaron to "kiss" Trae... Got lots of kisses, but never a decent one on camera.  So we settled for a hug :)

I am two days from 39 weeks.. SO tempted to put that up instead cuz one week is a BIG deal at this point lol

This one is not my favorite cute wise, but I think it makes me look HUGE and makes me giggle :)

And then here are some collages I did while I waited for laundry to finish cycling through before I went to bed.

I decided to do a compare with the one picture I have pregnant with Aaron... and surprisingly I look bigger with Aaron when I feel SO MUCH bigger with this one.  ( I have gained nearly 15 more pounds on this pregnancy than with Aaron and outgrown my clothes which I didn't before.)  I have decided to find that red shirt and take a more profile shot and then really see if that makes a difference.  I am assuming that it in fact will. :)

Anywho, hopefully my next post will be all about a new little addition in the family.  :)  Wish me luck!  And cross your fingers it's sooner than later! ha ha

Aaron's Hair Buzz

So... I was looking at Aaron's hair and mentioned we should probably cut his hair.  I meant a trim with scissors, but before I knew it I heard the buzzer going in the bathroom.  I ran in there to find Derrick buzzing Aaron's hair!  And it was already known that the buzzer was set too short :(  But by that point, hair was gone and you just gotta keep going.  It was hard for me not to cry while I watched the hair come off (don't worry, I cried when it was all said and done) and Derrick more just laughed at me.  Well I didn't get any before pictures as I didn't even know Derrick was doing this, and when I went to get pictures of after, my camera is dead and we haven't found our charger since we moved.  Aargh!  So here is a video as that works and some pics using our video camera, which is not the best picture quality.  But its the best I had!  I included the last video of Aaron I took to show a "before."

Here is a "before"

Here is the during

Here is the after... hard to see in the bath but it was 10pm and this kid needed to go to bed asap instead of his mom running around him taking pics and videos

Here is an after at breakfast this morning... his hair is GONE :(

A Very Busy Christmas

So it's been a bit, so this post may be long... again.  But it's mostly about Christmas, so I will try to stick to that. :)

First off, I have to say WAHOO for the semester being over!!!  I got an A in my math class (which my professor would have had a problem with me if I didn't.... a 4 and a half hour final with answers consisting of 12 was just ridiculous) and Derrick passed student teaching.  So we are both officially DONE with our BACHELORS and DONE with the SCHOOL phase of LIFE!!! YEAH!!!

Derrick was looking for jobs like crazy before he was done (mostly out of state) and nothing was really happening.  All of a sudden a mother of one of his students emailed him stating there was a job opening in Davis county that wasn't public yet but he should apply.  And then this woman (who teaches in that district) really worked hard to get him a job.  We were really being pushed in the direction of staying here.  After he had a preliminary interview to get into the "pool" of applicants, he got three more interviews at three other schools.  Two days later (Dec 19), he was offered a job at Syracuse Elementary the day he was interviewed.  He accepted and we began apartment hunting.  We fell in love with a place in Roy, just 6 miles from Derrick's work.  They were replacing carpet, so we were waiting to hear when they were done.  But life started moving really fast.

That night we went and saw the Willard lights on a sleigh ride and had hot chocolate and scones.  It was cold, but really fun.  Aaron LOVED the lights and just kept pointing and talking.  He also liked the horses when we went up to them to pet them.  After the lights, we found out Santa Clause was there so Aaron had his first experience with Santa Clause.  He did better than we expected!  He didn't cry at all, although I stayed right by him the whole time.  He still didn't exactly enjoy it though... he gave Santa attitude and kept threatening to hit him by making his grunt letting you know he's about to swing.  It was pretty funny.

Aaron and Derrick at the lights

Petting the horses

Aaron and me... Aaron was very intrigued by his gloves

A family pic next to the horses

Aaron with Santa Clause

Thursday (Dec 22) we went to Lehi to start our Christmas with my family.  My parents rented a hotel with a pool and decided to do our Christmas and Christmas Eve a day before.  Everyone went laser tagging (I stayed back with a napping baby) where Derrick beat everyone in the group.  (Go Honey!)  We played some fun games with my uncle's family, went swimming, made a gingerbread house (I more watched and ate the candy), and stayed up way too late.  We ended up opening all of our presents that night after midnight as my brothers were getting up early to go motorbiking the next day, and the rest of us complained about having to get up early enough to do Christmas before they left.  It was fun.

Aaron LOVED the pool (even when he was shivering, he refused to get out)

 

Aaron also loved the ball in the pool

The next morning only Aaron had presents to open, which made it fun to concentrate on him.  He LOVED Christmas this year.  He actually knew what was going on and it made it so fun.  Every present he opened, he wanted to play with right away and wouldn't touch another present.  We would let him play for a little, then hide it for him to try another present.  I started feeling bad when he was trying so hard to find where I put them so we didn't make him open all of them.  He actually only just finished opening all of his presents from us yesterday. :)

My parents got him a little four wheeler and he LOVES it!  He had so much fun driving it up and down the halls of the hotel.  He now has it down to where he will actually HOLD the button to go.  The first day, he would push it and let go as soon as it started moving.  So he would go-stop-go-stop-go-stop and be really jerky.  It was funny.

Sorry his eyes are red... it's midnight and I am just wanting to be done with this post so I didn't edit lol

We packed everything up, went to Kneaders for lunch, and then headed to Derrick's aunt's house for their Christmas Eve party.  There we had an awesome dinner, played games, and were thoroughly entertained by a little program his family prepared.  Aaron opened more presents and at bedtime we headed to pick up my dear friend Brooke who came over from New York.  (I didn't get a SINGLE picture with her!!  LAME)

We then headed to Derrick's parents where we played more games and spent the night.  We waited for his siblings to come over that night for Christmas, so we just woke up and went to church Christmas morning.  After that we went to Derrick's grnadma's for her Christmas breakfast.  We ate and hung out for a bit until it was time for Jared (Derrick's bro on a mission) to call.  We chatted with him and then opened presents after dinner at Derrick's parent's house.

Aaron "helping" Derrick set up his train track

Aaron LOVED the hammer at his new workbench... us, not as much

We ended up having so much fun with everyone that night, we stayed a second night there.  Monday we were all pretty dead and got home after lunch.  Derrick got a call from the apartment saying it was ready, and he announced we were moving the following day.  So we were packing that night and the next day was pretty crazy.  My parents came and helped in the morning, Derrick's parents helped that afternoon.  And we are still trying to get everything over to our new place.  Derrick starts work in 2 weeks, so I am hoping we are all moved in this week so he can start focusing on preparing what the heck he is doing with a bunch of fourth graders. lol

Aaron "helping" me unpack.  He was placing plates all over the kitchen.

And in the middle of all that craziness, my brother got his mission call, my friend Ashli got married, and my grandma got married!  My brother Taylor is going to West Virginia the end of March.  We are super excited for him!  And congrats to Ashli and my grandma!  Ashli's wedding was actually my first ever at the Salt Lake temple... funny for how many people get married there that it was only my first.

Derrick looking at the map... it includes Ohio! (Where Derrick served)

Waiting for Ashli to come out of the temple

The last picture we got before the camera died

Sorry this post is super long, but as you can see we have been pretty busy.  Hopefully our computer will be hooked up soon and I won't be so long between posts. :)