Three Became Four Part 2

{read Part 1 here}

I don’t even know when we got to the hospital.  4:30pm?  5:00pm?
All I know is we had to check in at the ER.  And the contractions were coming faster and harder.
We walked up to the counter and the lady asks why we were there.
“I’m in labor.”  I tell her.
“Oh… yes, yes you are.”  She looks me up and down.  She gets me signed in, (I had registered early, but it took forever to find that paperwork… psht.. yay for pre-registering!)
Finally she called up to the birth wing – and tells them they have another one (she had just checking in another lady prior to us coming in.)
A nice volunteer brought us up to the birth wing – and too our room.  As we were passing the front desk, I hear a nurse go, “Is that another one?!”
I get to my room – the nurse shows up, looks at me and goes, “Yeah, you don’t look very comfortable.”
Oh really, could it be because I am leaning over this chair right now, trying to breathe through the contractions?!  I just want a flipping epidural, please!!
I get in the gown, get in bed and the nurse starts doing her thing (you know, poking and prodding).
I swear, they were taking their ever-loving time… Why do they make you wait for the epidural?!  Clearly I wanted it…. clearly the contractions were sucking… clearly I was dilated enough..  UGH!!  I just wanted my epidural!!!

But I waited.  I ‘breathed’ through the contractions, I yelled at my hubby to shut up when he was telling me I was doing a good job.  It was not the thing I wanted to hear at that moment.
Finally, the nurse goes, “Are you ready for your epidural.”  Yes, please God, yes please, NOW!!  “Okay, we’ll I’ll call the anesthesiologist, so he can start heading in.”   Wait… WHAT?!?!   You have to call him in?!  Shouldn’t he be waiting right outside the room?!  I have to wait for him to drive to the hospital, from who knows where?!?!  Are you kidding me?! 
She started prepping me.  Gave me an IV – rolled in carts… I seriously thought I would get the epi right away, but no…. I had to wait another 1/2 hour!
Finally around 6:30pm the anesthesiologist shows up. Starts asking questions.  Tells me how he’s going to do everything.  Yeah, yeah yeah… blah blah blah.. I’ve had a baby already, I know what’s going on!!  Just get it done!
So, he starts… in the middle of a contraction.  Um…. yeah.
He wants me to curve my back, so he can get the needle between the vertebra.
Easy said than done, especially in the middle of a contraction!
The nurse was holding me by the arms, trying to get me to curve my back, but I just couldn’t do it… not during the contraction.  But the stupid man did not understand that, and kept telling me what I needed to do.  Finally I just yelled at him, “I can’t do it during the contraction, you’ll just have to wait!”
So he waited, finally the contraction stopped and I curved my back as he wanted.  He got the needle it, then the catheter, and… another contraction.
I rested my head on the nurse’s shoulder, because I couldn’t do anything else.  The anesthesiologist is asking if it’s in the right place, and all I can focus on is the contraction.  I can’t feel the anything else.
Another nurse had come in and asked if I wanted some pain medicine just to help until the epidural started to work.  I agreed and she shot something into the iv.
I didn’t feel relief, I didn’t feel anything… just the stupid contraction.
Finally the anesthesiologist was done and the nurse let go of me… the other nurse who gave me the pain medicine stepped in and started playing with my hair.  WTH?!  I didn’t think anything too much about it, since another contraction started, and she was so nice, rubbed my arms and told me to breathe through it.
Contraction ended – and she asked if the other pain medicine had kicked it.  I said I didn’t know, and she asks if I feel like I’m a little drunk.  I tell her no as she helps me back into bed.
Then.. the room starts moving.  And my head starts feeling light.  Like it would if I had a few drinks and was pleasantly buzzed.
“It’s working!”  I yell.  It felt amazing.  I still had crazy painful contractions, but my mind was just floating on a cloud.  Wonderful.
Around 7:30 the epidural started working… or… well… it started working on the right side.  I felt no pain on my right side, but continued to feel every contraction on the left side.
So the nurse had me lay more on my left side to get gravity to do some work.
Nope… didn’t work.
I was able to relax a little though, because of the first drug they gave me and not feeling pain on my right side… and okay, the left side was slightly less painful.
I was able to call my parents around 8:00 to let them know I was in labor (yeah, I waited all day.. but in my defense, they said they didn’t want to know as soon as I went into labor (like last time) so I just waited until I felt I should call).

Then it happened…
My left side started getting worse.
It got so bad that the nurse started pushing the epidural button to try and get more medicine in me.
Didn’t work.
Around 8:30 I slowly started feeling pain in my right side.
I mention it to my nurse and she again hits the button and goes to see if Mr. Anesthesiologist is still in the building.
They both come back and he goes, “I don’t really want to try to redo it, since it was so difficult the first time.”  And he left.
UGH!!  The pain steadily got more intense.  It finally got to the point where it was before the epidural and other drug…. then it surpassed that point.

Oh.My.Goodness…. why on Earth would anyone choose to not get drugs?!

I don’t remember when I started screaming during the contractions… but I did.
The nurse kept telling me I was doing great and to just breathe through the contractions.
Chris was off to the side, letting me do my thing because he didn’t want to get yelled at again… and he was keeping the family updated.
I swear, I was ready to punch those nice nurses because they kept telling me how good I was doing.
Seriously?!?!  I don’t want to do good… I want the freaking epidural to work!
Around 9:00, the nurse ran out to call the doctor (who of course was on-call, not in the hospital, and not my actual doctor).
And then it happened…. I had the urge to push.
I told my nurse and her response was, “I know you want too, but you can’t.  You have to wait for the doctor to get here.”
Every contraction, I keep telling her I had to push, I had to push… and she kept telling me I couldn’t.  I mean… how can I stop what my body wants needs to do?!
I begged her to just deliver my baby herself.  And she smiled and said she wished she could.

I swear, there should not be clocks in the room where laboring moms can see them.  All I did was stare at the clock from the moment she said she called to doctor to when he got there.
With every contraction she said that he was almost here… almost here.
Finally I said, “You said that like 15 minutes ago?!  He is such a slow poke!!”
All the nurses started laughing and told me I should tell him that when he got there.

Around 9:25, the doctor strolled in.
He went to the corner to s.l.o.w.l.y put his scrubs on.
I’m in the middle of a contraction and he’s just talking away to the nurse.
Oh, if I could have moved, I would have punched him.
He finally came over to me, broke my water and told me the words that I loved,
“The next time you feel the urge to push, you can do it.”
3 seconds later, a contraction came, and I pushed..
3 pushes later (at 9:33) little mister came into the world.

They laid him on me and all the hours of labor and pain just washed away.
All the anger I had for the doctor taking forever to come washed away too.
This beautiful little boy, cried for a second and then snuggled into me.

DSCN5715We didn’t have a named picked out.
Well, okay, we had names picked out… but we hadn’t decided on one.
We were going to wait to see him and hope he looked like one of the names we picked.
I wanted Andrew, Chris wanted Zachary.  DSCN5728I looked down at my quiet happy little baby and asked, “So… are you and Andrew?”  And his face scrunched up and he started to cry.  “Oh… you don’t have to be Andrew if you don’t want too!”  I said, stroking his arm.  The next name that came to me was not Zachary, but my second favorite name.
“Do you want to be a Joshua?”  I asked.  Instantly he stopped crying.
“Okay, I’ll take that as a yes.”  I look up at Chris and he goes, “Yeah, he looks like a Joshua.”  And the doctor goes, “That’s my son’s name… it’s a great one.”
DSCN5734So little man decided he wanted to name himself.
His middle name is my dad’s name, and we had kept that a secret from them… so when I called them to let them know their grandson was born, my step-mom asked for his name and I told her and she goes, “Oh… I’ll let you tell your dad that one..”  And she hands the phone to him.  He goes, “So, does he have a name?”  “Yes, yes he does.”  “Okay, don’t tell me, I’ll find out tomorrow.”  In the background I hear my step-mom say, “I know what his name is!”  And my dad says, “Okay, tell me his name.”  I smiled and told him, “His name is Joshua Neil.”  Silence…. “Oh… really?!”  My dad choked out.  He recovers and jokes, “He’s got a great first name and dumb middle name.”
Awe, it was cute.  I choked my dad up by naming my son after him.

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Telling my dad what has grandsons name is.

So, after 16 hours of labor, 1 botched epidural and 3 pushes…. our family of three, became four.
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Pink Grapefruit Sunrise Smoothie

It’s not unknown that I love Pinterest.
So many ideas, crafts, recipes, that I would never have thought of on my own.
One day I came across a delicious looking smoothie from Crafty Little Gnome, and knew I had to try it.
I was right, it was just as delicious as it looked.

DSCN6127The cast of ingredients:  1/2 cup orange juice, 1 cup frozen strawberries, 1 banana and 1 grapefruit.

DSCN6128Plop them all into a blender and give it a whirl.

734753_10101515997213428_1330294918_nPour into the coolest glass you own (yeah, I’m all about the Packers!)… and enjoy!

You guys… this is so refreshing.  And takes me away from the fact that it’s typically negative digits outside… it has me dreaming of summer, and really, I’m not complaining!

Lilly wanted to try the smoothie, but it was a little too…. grapefruit-y for her, so made her one with some simple ingredients.

DSCN6131Milk, banana, strawberries and strawberry yogurt.
Lilly isn’t into eating breakfast (or any other meal right now)… so I figured I should cram as much as I could into this smoothie.
Believe me, if we had spinach on hand, that would have went in there too!

DSCN6133I popped hers into her thermos, so a) it wouldn’t make a mess and b) it would keep the smoothie cold, as she takes her ever-loving-time drinking it.

If you’re in a winter slump, go try the grapefruit smoothie… if you aren’t much of a fan of grapefruit, you can add half, or a quarter… adjust it to your preferences.  But try it!!

And seriously, with the (next) winter storm coming… this may just be the key to staying optimistic that spring is just around the corner.

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Week in Photos – 7/52

Oh wow… major slacker over here.
Daily I remind myself that I need to get on here…
And then, life takes over.
Speaking of life… I have to go put Lilly down for a nap…………………………….
Why does it get harder and harder to get her to nap?
She is SO tired, yet she screams and throws a tantrum every.day.
I really don’t know how much more of the screaming I can take…
It is seriously an everyday thing.
Screaming, tantrums, more screaming, kicking….
I don’t know where she picked it up – but I’m beyond tired of it.
And she isn’t even two yet – so I know I have many more days (months) ahead.

Okay – so before Josh wakes and needs all the attention, I need to get this post up.
I cannot tell you how many drafts I have that need completing.
Seriously, life… can we slow down a bit??  Hmmm.Thanks.

Week7.3I started the weekend off by getting a much-needed haircut.  Seriously, I have been hating the style and blahness of my hair for some time now. ::  I love the new cut and it is so much more easier to take care of! :: Such a happy little valentine. ::  My little girl is getting so big, she’s turning into a big girl.

Week7.2Josh and his girlfriend.  ::  The makings of a delicious grapefruit smoothie.  ::  Lilly being a little artist in the bathtub.  ::  It’s about that time… my baby girl isn’t going to be a baby much longer.

Week7.4Momma and Josh just playing around.  ::  I needed a new dresser (if you couldn’t tell), finally my clothes are not a) left in a basket or b) thrown all over the room… they have a place again!  ::  The complete grapefruit sunrise smoothie.  So good!  ::  Little girl takes up the whole bed!

Week7.1Good thing we are done having kids… we’d have no room for all of them in our bed.  ::  Joshua was not impressed with bath time.  ::  I finally cleared off the treadmill and hung some motivation and workout ideas on the wall… now, to find the time to use it.  ::  The best way to start a morning – a good book and a green smoothie.

How was your week, last week?

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Football Is Over

Well, that’s all folks.
Football season is over.
Now I have to wait seven long months for it to start.
Well… I guess five, until training camp starts.
And the draft is in April…
But still…. it will seem like forever until the season is here.

I have to say, I like how the game went.
I cannot stand the 49ers, since they put Kaepernick in as QB.
CANNOT stand him.
So, I was very glad the Ravens won.
Would have been better if the Packers were playing… but I’ll take what I can get.

Anyway, to celebrate the game…
Okay… not really, Chris and I just wanted to hang out with some friends, without the kids, so we met up with Kate and Luke (the ones who set us up)… and had lunch, went bowling and bummed around Walmart and Shopko on Saturday afternoon.

Bowling went as expected… I actually broke 100, twice… which is an amazing feat for me!
And Chris almost broke 200.. which would have been the first for him… his 199 was pretty amazing though.
DSCN6144After bowling we decided we didn’t want to part ways yet… and the boys were talking football cards.  So they wanted to go to Walmart to get some cards.
We went, we bought stuff… and ended up in Kate and Luke’s vehicle, with the boys opening the cards in the backseat.
DSCN6146Yes… it was exactly like having two children back there…
“Look Mom!  A Russell Wilson patch card!!”
DSCN6145“Ah man… you always get the good box.”

Hahahah… Sorry, it was just so entertaining watching those two.

We went to Shopko afterwards, and they had an amazing sale going on.
I got a new saute pan, two trash bins, a new hat for Lilly and some gloves for me.  All of which were either on sale or on clearance.

It was a very fun Saturday afternoon… and a much-needed break from the kids.
Love them to pieces, but it was so nice to have an afternoon with adults… and have some fun.
We will definitely have to do this again sometime.. and sometime soon.  We can’t go as long as we did without adult time.

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What’s In Your… Bag?

Typically, I keep a crap-ton of stuff in my purse.
Diapers, extra kids clothes, wipes, food…
But this weekend, we were away from hope, and I brought the diaper bag along… so, what is typically in my purse, was in the diaper bag.
For once, since I’ve had kids… my purse, was just MY purse!DSCN614910 THINGS IN MY PURSE

1. Wallet – obviously.. though in my case, my wallet typically ends up in the diaper bag… So I guess this is a win for me!
2. Pens – I use to hoard pens in my purse, so only having two is a big accomplishment for me.
3. Kleenex – This pack has been in my purse for years (well, it traveled from purse to purse).  I never used it because whenever I would have a cold, I would shove the nice tissues from my house, into a ziplock bag, so I would have softness touching my nose.  But, this weekend Chris needed a Kleenex.. and boom, I had one!
4. Tylenol – I like to carry Advil, but when I was pregnant, I could only use Tylenol… so that is what I have in my purse.  Though, when this bottle is empty, it’ll be refilled with Advil.  Yeah, a Tylenol bottle carrying Advil… I’m cool like that.
5. Altoids & Gum – I like fresh smelling breath, what can I say?
6. Hat & Gloves – It’s winter… In Wisconsin.  Having them in my purse means I won’t be digging through the pile of crap on my counter to try to find them when I should be heading out the door.
7. Airborne – I just bought these for Chris this weekend, because he thinks he’s getting sick.  I’m determined to kick it in the butt before it becomes a full blown cold… I’ve already had my fill of sickness this winter, thank you very much.
8. Chapstick – Like pens, I hoard chapstick…  I like my lips soft… and again, it’s winter, in Wisconsin… my lips are hurting right now… I think I need to apply some lip balm, excuse me….
9. Hand Sanitizer – Winter-Wisconsin-Flu Season… seriously, I DO NOT WANT TO GET SICK AGAIN!!!  And every time I leave the store, my hands feel so grimy and gross, I need the hand sanitizer just to make me feel sane again.
10. Redbox Movies – I’ve had these for a week now… We haven’t watched them… And now the fees are stacking up.  It’s just easier not renting movies when you have two kids… you never get to watch them.  Now, when I return the movies, it’ll cost almost as much as it would if I just bought the damn things!

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A-Z About Me

I saw this on one of the blogs that I read, and thought I’d give it a go.
So, here you go…you’ll now know more about me that you probably care to!

Age: 27 – though I thought I was 27 when I was 26, so I’m quite confused.  I’ll be 28 in April.

Bed Size:  Queen, it’s great when it’s just Chris and I.  But when you pile two kids in…

Chore you hate:  Dishes – our dishwasher leaves a gross white residue, that nothing we do makes go away, so I wash them all by hand.  And I get lazy, so the dishes pile up – then I have a TON to do.  If I would only wash them after dinner every night.
Oh, and laundry – I seriously HATE folding clothes.  I don’t want to say it, but typically mine and Chris’ clothes stay (unfolded) in the basket.

Dogs: I had a dog when I was a kid.  Scruffy.  He was an awesome guard dog.  He bit an uncle when he tried to come into our house, after knocking and no one answering (awesome guard dog!!), and my dad had enough of the dog, so the uncle took him to “a farm in the country”.  Jerk.  There is a reason why I never talk to or want to talk to that uncle.
Chris and I would like to get a dog… someday.  First we need a house.

Essential Start to you day:  A shower, which don’t typically happen in the mornings anymore, unless I want to get up crazy early!  Therefore, I am usually tired and dragging all day long.  Oh, an a cup of coffee can do wonders.
Give me a shower and a cup of coffee and I’ll be unstoppable!

Favorite Color: Green. In most shades.  But really love olive and lime green.

Gold or Silver: Silver.  Or white gold.  I can’t stand the gold color though.  My wedding ring is white gold – but it’s wearing off, so in some light you catch gold.  I should really go get it re-plated.

Height: 5’5″

Instruments you play:  Nothing right now.  I played the flute from 5th grade until I graduated high school.  I got my mom’s guitar when I was 16, but have yet to learn to play it.

Job Title: Mom.

Kids: Two… and that is all!

Live: Northeastern Wisconsin.  Very close to the amazing Packers!

Married: Yep.  For 3 (going on 4) years.

Nicknames: Cales, Cy, Caylie-Bird (though, I haven’t been called that in years).

Overnight Hospital Stays: The only time I ever stayed overnight in the hospital… heck the only time I’ve ever been in the hospital for myself, was when I gave birth to the kids.

Pet Peeve: Horrible drivers, chewing with your mouth open (or just eating freaking loud), people who create their own drama – yet blame others for it, seeing people get things handed to them (while my hubby has to work his ass off and we just barely get by)…. I could go on and on.. but this is starting to piss me off….

Quote: “Embrace those who love you and whom you love, and rid yourself of those who will only bring you down.”

Righty or Lefty: Righty… though I use my left hand to take lids off bottles.

Siblings: 2 older brother, 2 older step-brothers and a younger sister.

Time you wake up: Bahahaha!  Today was amazing and I got up when Chris got up (6:45am).  After I finished feeding Josh, I jumped in the shower to start my day ridiculously early.  But I have been able to get SO much done already today!  I’d like to start getting up around this time every morning… typically before I would get up between 8-8:30, whenever Lilly decided to get up… and would usually fall asleep on the couch while she watched Sesame Street.

University Attended: Northcentral Tech… I would like to go back to school… but haven’t decided where yet (or how I’ll afford it).

Veggies you dislike: Peas… they are gross.  I hated feeding them to Lilly when she was a baby… finally I gave up (she loved them, but I couldn’t stand the smell of them)… I mean, after all, I hate them and Chris hates them… so we will never make/eat them… So why should Lilly eat them?

What makes you run late: The kids.  I was never a late person in my life, until I had kids.  Now, no matter how early I start getting them ready, I am always running late.

X-rays you’ve had: The only one I had was when I was in 6th grade… it was on my knee.  Crazy messed up knee.

Yum Food: Pizza…. Ice cream… Indian food… Cupcakes… gah… I could go on and on.

Zoo favorite Animal:  I love the giraffe at the local zoo.  And the penguins.

When I Grow Up, I Want To Be…

I just recently found Monday Listicles.  And this week, I have my crap together enough to actually join in.
This week’s list is 10 THINGS YOU THOUGHT AS A CHILD YOU WOULD DO/BE…

1. Ballerina – I started ballet when I was 5, and there was a time where I was seriously considering dancing forever.  By the time I was 10, I realized ballet was mostly my mom’s dream, and when she died, ballet was over for me.
2. Singer/Actress – I cannot tell you the countless hours I sang along to the radio in my room, pretending I was on stage… or making up random movies that I was the lead actress in.
3. Baker – I use to bake with my aunt every time I went to her place.  I thought it would be so fun to do it for a living.  This dream has come back in recent years, as I love to make desserts, especially cakes/cupcakes.  I would love to work in a bakery right now… Just saying.
4. Teacher – I think this was the longest running dream of mine.  From about 4th grade until 8th grade, I really wanted to be a teacher.  Then I realized how mean and spiteful kids in my class were to teachers, and I really didn’t want to deal with that. Though I got to ‘teach’ kindergartens back in my stint in AmeriCorps in 2006-2007 and that was amazing.
5. Nurse – I wrote a speech about being a nurse in the 3rd grade. Come Senior year when I had to decide what I wanted to be, I couldn’t decide being a nurse or an early childhood educator… I picked the later, and lasted a semester before switching majors (not to nursing).  I have been really considering going back to school to become a nurse though… Just a matter of finding time and money… but I really think this may happen.
6. Photographer – I love all things photos.  And thought it would be such a fun job to travel the world and take photos.  Then I downsized to just taking wedding/family photos.  Now… well, I love taking photos and really want a good camera… but it’s just for fun now.
7. Author/Writer – I wanted to write a series like Sweet Valley High or The Babysitters Club.  Then I wanted to write for a magazine.  Now… well, we’ll see…
8. Librarian – I love/ed reading. I thought it would be so fun to have a job where I got to be surrounded by books everyday… and read to my hearts content.
9. Cosmetologist – As a sophomore, I wrote a term paper on wanting to be a cosmetologist… I don’t know why… since I suck at doing anything to my own hair… and my make-up is pretty minimal. Needless to say, the idea didn’t last much longer than the paper.
10. Graphic Designer – I loved laying out the newspaper in high school. I wanted to work for a magazine as a designer. Went to college for it… ended up loving the more technical side of it… not the designing part. Had one amazing job in the field… and now don’t really want to go back into the field.

What did you want to be when you grew up?
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