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Saturday, 25 April 2009
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Bailing out...
Well, I am jumping ship. Please begin following my blog over at www.mdhutsell@blogspot.com okay? I explain over there! ~M.
Wednesday, 08 April 2009
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I must must must BLOG! My baby boy is 9 weeks old! PRECIOUS PRECIOUS! He is a doll baby...well loved here at the Hutsell house. Perhaps because it is going so well with him...I have very little to hash out here. Writing is therapeutic for me...I must not need so much therapy right now.
Anyway, Grayson is 12 pounds 12 ounces now. He is smiling and cooing at us all the time. He is a great little sleeper. He naps for 2-4 hours at a stretch and has gone as much as 8 hours at night! Some nights I am up twice but usually just once and most always he goes right back down. He LOVES his bath. He has found his thumb. So precious when he wakes up, fusses, and before I know it he is slurping away on that thumb all the way up to the knuckle! Then he sleeps another hour! SWEET! He is wearing size 3-6 month clothes already and I swear he grows in a night's worth of sleep. All that to say...he is healthy and beautiful and I am so thankful God blessed us with Grayson.
I am so excited for spring. I look forward to summer, the pool, swim team, and maybe a trip out west again for staff conference in Colorado. I am so excited that tomorrow I get my big pile of mulch delivered! I love mulch! I mean, come on...it covers all the ugly and freshens all of it up so nicely! Call me crazy, I even look forward to the work! I love my flower baskets filled with white flowers. I love the grass greening up! But I do not like weeds...or pollen everywhere. I scrubbed all of my deck furniture getting ready for lunches and dinner outside. We found a great deal on a deck table to replace the one the boys shattered this winter. YAY! I was missing my table where I could sit and enjoy God in His glorious nature.
I am currently trying so HARD to lose 30 pounds. YES...30 stinkin' pounds. I would love to not HATE my body again. I would love to be proud in front of my husband again...when I am..um...naked. He ain't complainin' but you know what I mean. He and I are working out together for the first time in a LONG time. I had to drop my Curves membership because I couldn't get there anymore with the baby and life and all. SO, Keith and I are doing a hard core program with the hopes of changing our bodies! Please, may it be so!
Well, the fam is home from AWANA. I must go. This has been the WORST dull blog ever. See, I have nothing to say. Don't know why. But...consider yourself updated. Perhaps the Lord will shed a light on a topic to write on! I am so uninspired! love to you all M.
Wednesday, 04 February 2009
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Grayson Eric Hutsell
Well....finally....great news to share! Grayson Eric is here! Boy was it a crazy ride...one I will NEVER forget. Monday was the day I really wanted to go into labor because I knew my doc was on call that evening. But, as Monday was nearing its end....no sign of baby! I was feeling quite down as you know. We put the little boys to bed around 7:00 and then Keith had about three errands to run so he took the three big boys with him and left around 7:30. That left me with a nice quiet house! Wonderful.
I sat down at the computer...of course..and had a "chat" with a friend on Facebook. She is a woman I am coaching through missionary support raising and she is due with baby 4 on Feb 11th. But she has ALWAYS given birth EARLY...like week 36-38. So, having made it this far she is VERY impatient. It was a lot of fun to walk through that time with her as we both could completely understand. Anyway, as I sat there typing with her...I felt a very strange POP. It occurred to me that my water may have broken. I have never had that happen pre-labor but I had heard about the pop! But, I stood up and no...no water. SO, I sat back down. Signed off with my friend with the hopes that one of us would go tonight was her message. POP again. It made me nervous. It didn't feel like a kick but it was definitely something! I stood up and gush came the fluid! I was amazed. I called Keith right away and he laughed. He asked if he needed to come home. I told him to finish the errand he was running and come home. Few minutes later a hard contraction came and I called him back! Come NOW!
So, he got here about 8:15ish. We began packing things up and my friend got here by 9:00. The contractions were hard by then...already breathing through them slowly. Got to the hospital I guess around 9:15ish. By the time I changed and got settled and they checked me it was probably 9:45. I was having HARD labor. When she said I was a 4 and about 90% I thought I'd die. I told Keith right then...I WANT THE EPIDURAL. As hard as the contractions were and "knowing" I had hours ahead to dilate...I knew I would not make it! SO, the nurses began preparing my IV and called the anesthesiologist. Contractions were so hard and I was losing composure so fast that about 15 min later they checked me and I was a 7! Panic! Then...all the great stuff I learned at Bradley classes...GONE! I could not focus. The pain was intense. I was in tears. They checked again in no time...a 9. Forget an epidural. Thank goodness they didn't tell me that...I kept thinking that I might get it all the while knowing I could not gather my composure enough to sit still for it.
Then, the education of Bradley classes came to me...to recognize what was happening. I was having contractions that made my body convulse...a lot like when your stomach lurches with vomiting. I could see my belly shake uncontrollably. I felt the burning. I KNEW I was in transition but I could not believe it. And there was chaos all around as nurses were trying to help and the baby's heart rate was under 100 for a long time. They kept adjusting the monitors which made me NUTS. I was in so much pain that even someone touching my belly made me hurt worse. Then suddenly there was my doctor who I didn't even know had been called. I was still in this state of disbelief of what was happening. Then, they started asking me to push and I suddenly felt a little bit calm. The contractions did just what I learned they would...they started spacing out again so I could think and calm down. The pushing brought relief...somewhat. I was still in pain but it was MUCH different now. My pushing felt ineffective at first. We waited for another contraction...I felt it coming...everyone yells PUSH...to which I did...for all my worth! Out comes his head...I was in shock..I had no idea he was that close. Then, much to my relief...his body! AHHHH...it is over! I can't believe it is 10:37 and it is over! More than that...the NICU team that has come to make sure he is fine quickly leaves after they hear his lusty cries! Praise God.
Overall...I screamed louder and harder than I ever have. I was one of those women who I am sure could be heard all over the floor. I couldn't help it. I have NEVER been a screamer but when your body is in that much pain I found it helped to release it. Keith was incredible. I couldn't have done it without him and honestly could not have had anyone else's help. Many of the contractions were spent with me looking straight into his comforting eyes and pleading with my eyes for his help. He was steady and calm. I asked him afterwards if I frightened him and he said no. He said he felt calm the whole time. I honestly didn't know how he stayed calm. Quite frankly, I freaked me out.
So, what do I think of natural birth? Well, I would never want to do it again! Why? Because my body labors so fast that there is very little time to be calm and collected. It sent such fear through me. BUT...I am SO GLAD I took the class. God was obviously preparing me for it. I would not have had time for an epidural anyway. Perhaps the class was for Keith's good more than mine. He knew a lot more how to comfort me and how to recognize the stages I was in. He believed I could do it. I would do it again if I could have the experience of afterwards...which is victory and a sense of I DID IT! And I think Grayson and I felt better afterwards. I was so glad NOT to have the pain of the epidural in my back and the soreness afterwards. Grayson and I rested well that night. No edginess or pain other than my contractions of afterbirth-and oh yeah, I did tear and had to be stitched. Would I recommend Bradley to others...YOU BET. I think a woman who labors slower would greatly benefit. I LOVED being educated about my body. And when I was in the beginning contractions...it did help center me. I used the techniques. I guess you can see...it is a mixed bag of emotions. I loved it..glad I conquered it and I never want to do it again! Of course I really think we are done having kids anyway so that releases me!
I had a great stay in the hospital. I chose to stay longer because I felt so relaxed there. I slept well there. Keith was able to stay with me both nights which was great. I really didn't want to come home....but alas...real life awaits. The boys are LOVING Grayson. When Gannon saw him for the first time he said, "I want dat!" and reached out for him. Thankfully, he seems interested but not overly so. Gage is in LOVE with him. He holds him a lot. I am anxious for my milk to come in so Grayson is satisfied. We nurse a lot. But, thankfully he is sleeping a lot right now too! He is beautiful and healthy and I adore holding a new baby again. Please pray for my hormones, for Grayson's health around boys with colds, and for our family to come together.
I AM NOT PREGNANT ANYMORE! WAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
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Monday, 02 February 2009
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Another unfortunate update!
Well...I am done predicting. No baby yet. Same signs...no good contractions. So I wait and wonder yet again if I will be getting induced Wednesday. Bummer. I am hoping...praying...for today or tonight because my doctor is on call. I'd prefer it be him. I just can't believe that I am still waiting. It will be over soon...and that makes me nervous too. I'd love your prayers...there is a lot of unknown here for us even with a 6th child. Thanks friends...~M.
Saturday, 31 January 2009
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Short update:
Should be any day now...without being gross my body is showing some real signs. (blood...that is all I will say.) I was 2-3cm. and 50% yesterday...PROGRESS! SO...we are waiting STILL but with more hope that maybe this weekend will be it! More later... Love to you all ~M.
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