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Monday, December 28, 2015


I've been calling him "Nugget" since we were in the hospital.  He's just this perfect little chunk,  like a nugget of gold. 

He'll never be this little again.  Look at how he can curl up on my chest!  I'll savor every moment I can of this pure, new-baby love.

Sunday, December 27, 2015

Baby Pickle has a bee-boo!

His bellybutton makes him look so grown-up,  don't you think?

Christmas fun!

The Fellas were gifted so many nice toys! Santa brought giant building blocks, perfect for fort building and fort destroying!  And there are two dozen new books, a pile of dinosaurs, stickers, trains and stuffed kitties to play with. We'll be happily fighting over all this new stuff until January, at least!

Saturday, December 26, 2015

Hiding out with the cutest baby ever

Dylan and I are quarantined to our room until Bub is over his fever.  I can think of worse fates than hanging out exclusively with an adorable newborn!

Friday, December 25, 2015

Christmas germies

We had a wonderful Christmas day, with lots of gifts and sweets and squabbling over new toys. But the evening found us with a sick Bub.

Shivering in two coats, Bub told me, "Stay away from me, Mama", not wanting to get me sick, too.  He's such a sweet boy.  It just about broke my heart to retreat to the bedroom with Baby Dylan and leave any nursing to Chris. I hope Cubby doesn't get sick, too!  Of course,  I'm very worried about the Baby.

Bub is sleeping off what appears to be the flu. I hope it's short lived and that everyone is well tomorrow.

Thursday, December 24, 2015

The Best Christmas Ever

I was so anxious about this Christmas. From the moment we found out that I was pregnant, I had incredible anxiety about having a "Christmas Baby".

How was I going to pull it off: get Christmas shopping and wrapping together,  deliver a baby, find the energy to celebrate with the other boys?

Whatever the stress, no matter the worry, it could not have led to a more perfect place.  I did get everything done before his early arrival. And those things that didn't get done?  Well, they hardly seem to matter.  I'm holding my beautiful treasure on Christmas Eve, the stockings are hung, the tree is lit....and most things are slap dash or half-assed, but I don't care! And that is a delicious freedom!

I hope this little man will start a new tradition around here to really slow down and enjoy the holiday.  I have so thoroughly enjoyed the past two weeks, holding my child, watching Christmas shows with the big Brothers, or having a glass of wine with my sweetheart. 

Best. Christmas. Ever.

Sunday, December 20, 2015

The boys are so excited about Baby Dylan

The day we had the baby, I called home and spoke to Bub. He was so happy and I could hear the smile in his voice. After a few minutes,  we hung up. Then, Bub called me back. I later heard from my mom that Bub requested that he call me back but that "he needed privacy. "

Bub wanted to ask me about the umbilical cord! He was particularly interested in whether or not they cut it off baby and whether he still had it attached to his body.

Cubby has been really interested in petting Baby on his head and wanting to hold Baby.

Both boys love burping the baby!

It's so wonderful that they love him and have completely embraced his presence. So far, at least,   they haven't been jealous at all nor have they resented him for taking up my time.

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

One week ago tonight

We were on our way to the hospital...for the third time in 6 days.

I'm really crappy at deciding when I'm in labor.

Dylan had started to make major movements towards appearing one week before he was born, with full on contractions and the appearance of bloody show.  We visited the hospital to be told, nope, not yet, but probably really soon!  Then, every thing went quiet for a day or two, and it would start back up again!  By the following Wednesday, I was having regular contractions and back pain that came in waves.  We headed to the hospital to get checked, and we were sent home, again.

But by that evening, it was clear that we were having a baby.  We had Grandma Cookie over for dinner and just about bedtime, I gave Chris that very serious look and said, WE GOTTA GO.

It was 8 pm, December 9th, and every lady in Worcester County decided that she was having her baby at Saint Vincent's hospital.  I had to wait in the hallway, rocking through contractions, while I heard several women in the throws of labor.  It was straight out of a Rom Com movie!  I swear, I heard someone's waters break!

I met my midwife and was so comforted by her calm presence and maternal energy.  I had never met her before, but I loved her instantly.  After an hour, I was shown to a room where I was immediately forgotten about for another hour.  Labor intensified and my contractions were right on top of one another.  I had told the nurses that I wanted an epidural and I knew that I needed to receive penicillin prior to delivery, but the staff was scrambling to help the full house of laboring mothers and no one had any time for me.  We heard a woman screeching in pain and fear and then the sound of a baby crying.  I did not want to be that woman!  In tears, I sent Chris to chase down a nurse to start my IV. He must have done his best Scary Husband because I got my IV and medication.

After I got my fluids I was able to have the epidural.  This is not a fun part of the night, but I knew that I'd soon have relief from what was clearly back labor.  Remembering my struggles to bring my first son into the world, I knew that I'd made the right choice to opt for medication.  Except, the epidural only worked on one side.  So, I had to keep shifting around in bed.  But then the baby wasn't happy and I'd have to shift back to calm him and the pain would come back.  I didn't want to risk complications by getting a new epidural and I decided to tough it out.

An hour later, it was midnight and I was feeling ready to push.  I was 9 cm with just a lip of cervix.  I'd gone through a very scary transition period where my legs were shaking violently and I felt sick and wild with pain.  We decided to push through the lip and I was fully dilated.  I pushed for an hour, though it seemed like I would never have the baby out of me.  I was determined and Chris was so supportive.  But let me tell you, I FELT EVERYTHING!  That stupid epidural didn't do me one bit of good.  I had said that I never wanted to feel the "ring of fire" again.  I felt it.

But then Dylan was born!!  I watched as he came from my body and I was euphoric.  The relief that sweeps over you after birth is miraculous.

Monday, December 14, 2015

Mythic Art, "Miths", medium, Play Doh

Bub's latest masterpiece is a unicorn/dragon/serpent creature made from Play Doh on paper.
The boy is a genius.

Very bad roommate

I'm more likely to be forgiving and of someone for whinging and spitting up for 4 hours straight when they are this adorable.

Here is Dylan looking all innocent after his bath.

Sunday, December 13, 2015

Baby Dylan

We're in love. He's the most popular person in the house!

Saturday, December 12, 2015

Welcome home, Baby Pickle!

We came home from the hospital today.

The big Brothers were so excited to see us!  Liam was taking pictures of everyone with his camera and Cubby kept wanting to hold the baby and pet him.  It broke my heart with cuteness how much they love little Dylan already.

Friday, December 11, 2015

Introducing Dylan

Dylan James joined us early December 10th, at 1:08 AM. 
He measures 8 pounds and 3 ounces, and is 20 inches tall.  His head was 14 inches around.
He has loads of dark hair and looks so much like his brothers and Daddy.

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

Pickle at 37 weeks

This boy is still really happy in his snuggly home. Too happy....get out!


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