Week One... check

Jonathan's first week was tough. He was up every two hours to eat. I was getting very little sleep, but thankfully the jaundice had cleared and the bilirubin blanket was returned. It is still very surreal for both of us!

Jaundice & Bilirubin

Matt and I have been inducted into parenthood. You would think that this happens at conception, or maybe the first ultra-sound, possibly at birth.... Nope.

We had such as scare. Jonathan had a touch of Jaundice and after having test after test after test run and so much blood drawn, we were facing bringing him back to the hospital. Unfortunately because of the Pediatrician office being affiliated with Saint Mary Hospital, we had no choice in were to go. I was dead set against going back to the hospital with my little mister!
The only alternative was to have him stay at home and sleep under the Bili-rubin blanket. Supposedly the doctors office called in a prescription for the blanket but they couldn't find one anywhere. Quite frankly I did not believe them. My mom and Matt immediately got one the telephone and proceeded to call every hospital storage facility in the state to find the blanket we needed. Andthey found one! When we called the doctor to tell them we found one, they told us it was "too late" and we had no choice and must get him to the hospital immediately, (since there was no gurarentee that it could be at our house in time.
I was terrified. My poor little mister was sick and I was helpless to save him!
Matt, thank God found a blanket in a wharehouse in Milford and telepohone the truck driver to let him in to search the wharehouse for it! He arrived home, blanket in hand in one hour! And Jonathan was safe and sound! My little alien baby!

Meeting Great Granpa

First Christmas

Bringning home baby

On Christmas Day, we asked and were granted to leave the hospital early.
We were off to celebrate our Christmas with our little Christmas baby!

Birth

Everything about little Jonathan is a surprise! First his conception, and now his arrival!
Jonathan was due on January 18, 2008. He was too anxious to enter the world and just could not wait!
On December 23, 2007; before retiring to bed for the evening, I decided to sleep atop a towel "just in case". WELL "just in case" was right! At approximately 12:10 pm my water broke! I jumped up screaming "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD! MATT! MY WATER JUST BROKE!"
Matt did not believe me, he thought I was playing a joke on him, (or peed the bed)... I assured him, it wasn't urine and I wasn't kidding.
I proceeded downstairs to shower (dripping all the way). I figured I had better take my last shower in comfort and quiet.
As I exited the shower, I decided to call my mother. When I told her my water broke, she ran over. She told me to call the doctor. I complied. Since my doctor was on vacation, I spoke with my midwife. She instructed me it probably was a small tear, and I should rest up and come into the office on Wednesday (after the holiday) or call her in the morning if I were to begin any contractions.
I attempted to follow her instructions and headed up to bed immediately. I climbed into bed for a few hours of comfortable, yet restless and anxious sleep.
At 4 am the contractions began... I proceeded to call the midwife again.She again instructed me to try to rest and if the contraction began to be consistently ten-twenty minutes apart to call her again, otherwise I was to wait until the office opened at 7:30 am and call then to hear for some important test results (I had tests done on the Friday previous).
At 7 am, I couldn't tolerate the contractions anymore and KNEW I had to go to the hospital. The contractions were just about eight minutes apart and I was trying so hard to concentrate that I was unable to call the midwife again. Thankfully, Matt did. I remember him saying, "I think this is it. We are going to head to the hospital now."
With that we were on out way. The car was packed and we got in. That was the longest 45 minutes of my life!
We arrived at the hospital and at 8:30, I was in an admitting room where my blood pressure and all was being checked. The nurse repeatedly asked me to inform her when each contraction was to begin and end, but there was no definitive beginning or ending.
As soon as Pam arrived I was wheeled into the delivery room, dilated and ready to go (minus the epidural which I was to late for).
At 9:14, after just about 30 minutes and three pushes, Jonathan David was born.
He was beautiful! 5 lbs and 14 oz, 19 inches long and a whooping 3 and 1/2 weeks early!

birth

hosting thanksgiving

Baby Shower

photo shoot

Back to work

first anniversary

Waiting to arrive

To our surprise after purchasing TWO new cars, we discover our most recent new addition.
This was such a surprise!

Weekend Cape Cod Trip

its official

Getting ready for baby!

The crib and rocking chair.









The changing table, already and stocked.

old car, new car

Coaching at SFS