Weeks 2, 3 and 4....

1 1/2 WEEKS OLD
Hali came down with her daughter Natalie (5 weeks in this image) to visit. I couldn't resist putting all the kids together in a photo. And Miss Amelia insisted on having baby Anna in the photo too!



1 1/2 WEEKS OLD
Just a cute photo of the boy.


2 WEEKS OLD
Amelia loves spending time with Oliver. Surprisingly she doesn't get jealous of him
(I hope I don't have to eat my words one day!).


2 WEEKS OLD — Mother's Day weekend
We enjoyed a nice picnic in the park and some time playing outside on Saturday afternoon.
It was a beautiful weekend.

They took me to the nursery to buy flowers for our front porch and Amelia helped me plant our hanging baskets. We had so much fun getting dirty!




3 WEEKS OLD
Papaw was in town to visit for about a week. It was nice having company in the evenings and help with Amelia. We took walks, played in the park and enjoyed dinners together.


Early morning breakfast with the kids...I think
we stayed in our pajamas for the next 4 hours!


3 1/2 WEEKS OLD
My girlfriends and I try to get together once a month and it was going to be hard this month so they all came over to the house. These are some of my best friends from high school who live here in town...we even enjoyed Sunrise Pizza since they opened up a store here in Columbus — it was just like being back in Warren!
LEFT TO RIGHT: Gilda and Lucas (10 months); Darcy and Oliver;
Me and Amelia (2 1/2 years); Kim and Beckett (3 months).

THE BOYS! Art and Lucas, Than and Nietzsche, Andrew and Beckett, Tyler and Oliver.


4 WEEKS OLD
This is the typical Oliver face we see! He tends to cry a lot and LOVES to be held. He's a rather gassy baby and you can tell it makes him quite uncomfortable at times. I wish I could do more for him...if anyone has any recommendations, I'm all ears! I'm watching my diet, giving him Mylicon, bicycling his legs to help work out the gas....


A little afternoon photoshoot.


Enjoying some time in the swing. This doesn't comfort him like it did Amelia.
He likes the swing for about 10 minutes and then he's done.

Baby feet.

Weeks 1 & 2

This is our first day home with Oliver. Amelia held him for about 30 seconds!

Oliver had a slight case of jaundice but nothing that warranted being put on a bili ruben blanket like Amelia had her first week, so we just let him bathe in the sun for a few minutes.

Grandpa and Grandma came down to visit and spend some time with Amelia.

This was Oliver's first bath ... in the kitchen sink.

All wrapped up after his bath. I love the content look on his face.

And thankfully he loves taking a bath (I know it doesn't seem that way from the previous photo, but after I took that photo he was all quiet and serene.)

Sleeping soundly ... unfortunately not at 4am.

Amelia loves playing with her babydolls and taking care of them ... she's just the sweetest.

All in all, things are going well ... we're still trying to adjust to the night-time feeding schedule though. The worst time of day is between 4 and 6 a.m. Oliver usually wakes up somewhere around 4 or so for a feeding and has the toughest time going back to sleep or at least staying asleep. His other problem is that he is TERRIBLY gasey! He seems like he's in so much pain

Amelia has been a wonderful big sister. She is super understanding and is wise beyond her years. Seriously, she is. When Oliver cries she tells me to pick him up, and if he still cries she tells me that I need to hold him so that he's up on my shoulder — this typically gets him to stop crying almost immediately — and she knows it. She is very gentle with him and loves to give him hugs and kisses.

And for how wonderful she is with Oliver she is struggling in other areas. She's had a terrible time napping at school so when she comes home she is a train wreck! Some nights are better than others but the nights when she's been up for 12 hours straight we know we're in for a tough time. That little girl certainly has a temper too! And she talks back like a 15-year-old ... it's crazy! I don't know where she's learning to be so defiant, maybe it's genetic (and that'd be my fault!) We're hoping this is just still an adjustment period for her and that things will get better.

We haven't had many visitors so if anyone is looking for something to do we'd love to see you!

Our first week home

All in all everything has gone rather well. I was SO nervous at first — how would I handle two kids, how will Amelia handle not being the only child any more, how will we ever figure everything out? I quickly learned that we will just figure it all out day by day. And so far that's working rather well.

We came home on Friday around 11am. This gave us a few hours to get acclimated before Tyler picked Amelia up from school. I was SO excited to see Amelia again; I waited outside on the front porch (Oliver was sleeping) for the two of them to pull up the driveway. Amelia got out of the car, ran up the stairs, gave me the biggest hug ever and said, "I missed you Mommy!" I was a basketcase! She is the sweetest child ever!

She came inside and sat down next to baby brother immediately. So far so good.

Then Oliver started to cry — it was time for him to eat. I'm breastfeeding so I picked him up, explained that I was going to feed him and proceeded to try to get him to latch on. Oliver kept crying, Amelia is sitting next to me and she starts crying and said, "Stop mommy. Don't hurt baby brother. STOP." This just broke my heart. She had no idea what I was trying to do no matter how I explained it. Tyler took her aside and explained things to her and then took her outside to play. I joined them outside. Amelia got out her chair, sat down next to me and said/asked, "You feed baby brother from your boobs? There's milk in there." Shocked at what she just said I simply replied, "Yes, that's right." To which she replied, "Oh, okay." And that was that! Now when Oliver cries she just looks at me and says, "Mommy feed him. He's hungry."
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Oliver has been sleeping and eating rather well. We were quite nervous the first few days home because he didn't have a dirty diaper for nearly 3 days. We knew being jaundiced was more likely for him since Amelia was (I didn't know it "ran in the family" till the doc told me so). For those of you who don't know jaundice refers to the yellow color of the skin and whites of the eyes caused by excess bilirubin in the blood. Jaundice occurs when bilirubin builds up faster than a newborn's liver can break it down and pass it from the body ... hence why we were hoping for poopy diapers! On Sunday night he finally had his first dirty diaper — yes we practically celebrated this occassion. I was still concerned on Tuesday because his skin and eyes were still yellowish so we took him to the doc yesterday. He told us not to be concerned and to keep track of his feedings, temperature, weight gain and dirty diapers. So far I think we are doing okay. He has regained 3 of the 7 ounces he lost since birth and the dirty diapers are starting to appear a little more frequently.

Right now he sleeps 3-4 hours at a time — boy do I hope and pray this continues! He opens his eyes a couple times a day and stays alert for 30-60 minutes at a time once or twice a day. Typical newborn activity. Yes, we are going for typical and ordinary at the moment.

Amelia has been going to school and has maintained her routine thanks to Daddy. Right now we are doing more of a man-to-man approach, hopefully we can move to a zone defense in the next few months. :-)

Amelia checks out Oliver

Yesterday Amelia wasn't too excited about baby brother but today Daddy brought her to see me and Oliver and everything went very well. Actually, Amelia told me Oliver was HER baby! She couldn't wait to hold him ... she's been practicing with her baby doll for months now. 

It's amazing how much Oliver looks just like Amelia when she was born ... only Amelia was much chubbier (she gets that from her mommy).

Amelia has been very understanding about this whole situation and has been a big girl about everything ... she is truly amazing. I know tomorrow holds a whole new beginning for us but we're ready — as ready as we can be. 

Wish us luck!

Oliver Charles Harris

Our Earth Day baby...

7lbs, 6oz

19 1/2 inches

1:37 pm

I can't believe it, he's finally here. He's healthy and so beautiful!!! Mommy and Daddy are doing well and we are so happy.

IT'S TIME!!!!!!

We're at the hospital and all set up in our labor and delivery room.

I started having contractions at 3:30 a.m. and they hadn't stopped all morning. I finally told Tyler at 6:30 that I thought this was it...next thing I knew the contractions were maddening and it was all we could do to get ready, get Amelia breakfast, pack up and get out the door. We left the house by 8:05, took Amelia to school where her teacher Niki came out to meet us, and we were on our way to the hospital. They took me right back to my Labor and Delivery room, got me all set up on IVs, gave me some Nubane to take the edge off (it makes me giggle like a little girl...pretty funny - the nurse said she loved me - we'll see how long that lasts).

Now we're just waiting for an anesthesiologist (they all got called back to an emergency) so I can get an epidural. Hopefully I don't miss my window of opportunity.

For now, we'll just sit here and listen to the baby's heartbeat.

a helping hand...

It's hard to get the things done you need to with a kid and two parents, but when you're down one parent it's obviously even harder. Tyler's mom has been coming over a few nights each week and helping out with whatever Tyler asks her to and it has made things go a lot smoother. She's helped with Amelia's dinner, playtime, bath time and goofy time (she's really good at that ... she makes Amelia laugh all the time) and Amelia loves spending time with her. Actually Amelia is out to dinner with Granny right now — just the 2 of them. It was so cute watching Amelia walk out the door holding Granny's hand ... she turned around, waved and said, "Goodbye Daddy. Bye Mommy," and went on her way. Sometimes I look at her and I see an 8-year-old, not my little 2-year-old. She's growing up so fast. 

Granny helped us get the baby's crib all ready yesterday, took me to the doctor's today and dusted and vacuumed our whole house today ... who could ask for more!? Thank you Mama!

My time is almost up...

My (almost) 36 week check up today went very well. I was still 3cm and 70% effaced ... I guess bed rest has really done the trick! I'm allowed to start doing a little more now and by the weekend I'm off of bed rest! Yeah!!! 

Not that we can dictate exactly when we have the baby, but ideally he'll be here by early next week. Even my doctor is hoping I go around 37 weeks since we're all pretty sure I'm gonna have a rather large baby (especially if I go to 40 weeks!) and if that happens I'm actually going to be a little mad!

Bed rest hasn't been all that fun. Actually it's been tiring. I've been working from home the entire time and trying to get comfortable in bed with a laptop and do design work is quite complicated. As soon as I would finally get comfortable and get everything just where I needed it I'd have to pee again. I've been going like every 30 minutes!

Tyler has been amazing and Amelia has been so sweet. She has finally gotten accustomed to me being in bed all the time. When Tyler brings her home from school she runs upstairs and jumps in bed with me. But when Daddy says it's time to have dinner or her bath she listens very well and does what he asks (most of the time). Tyler has even let Amelia have dinner upstairs in our bedroom with me. He brings up her highchair and she sits next to the bed on the hardwood floor (in case she makes a mess). 

I've been missing out on giving baths and putting her to bed and it's really made me sad. So the other night I decided we'd try something new ... Amelia got to pick out her 2 bedtime books and bring them into bed with me and we'd read them in our bed and then Tyler would take her to her room, say her prayers with her and tuck her in. It's worked really well and it gave Tyler a few moments to himself. 

I am blessed to have such a wonderful daughter and husband.

At least our dry-run went well...

I had my (almost) 35 week checkup yesterday and my doc said not much had changed. I had noticed decreased movements from the baby so she hooked me back up to monitor him and also watch the contractions (I really didn't think I was having that many). Apparently I was wrong. I have been so used to feeling all my contractions in my back as cramps that I wasn't recognizing the typical uterine contractions (felt in front). Doc said that the baby's activity and heart beat looked good and she wasn't concerned. She made no mention of my contractions and their frequency though. She even said that if I wanted to try for modified bed rest that would be fine. Tyler was still quite skeptical so we decided we weren't going to let up on the bed rest until at least the weekend.

I did do a little more activity yesterday than I had in over a week and around 6 or so I noticed that the contractions and back cramps were becoming more prominent. I didn't think too much of them until around 10:30 when I had a doozy of a contraction. And then another. And then another and another. At 11 o'clock we started timing them. They were coming every 4-6 minutes — more than 10 in an hour. We hesitated for almost 2 hours if we should call the on-call doctor or not. We even tried to close our eyes and relax. When the contractions brought tears to my eyes I knew we had to call.

We still weren't sure if this was the real thing or not but we also knew there wasn't anything else that we could do. Tyler's mom came over around 1am and we headed to the hospital. The contractions were still coming hard and fast and I was now dilated to 3 1/2 cm.

Apparently week 35 of pregnancy is the grey zone. The doc at the hospital was more of the opinion to let me go through with the contractions and possibly have the baby. The on-call doc at my OBGYN office said to try medicine to get my contractions to stop. Had I been 34 weeks they would've both agreed to use the meds. Had I been 36 weeks they would've both agreed to admit me. I was only 35 weeks. Just my luck.

The meds eventually slowed down my contractions and we were on our way back home around 4am. They gave me Ambien to help me sleep (because the meds to stop my contractions make your heart race and you fell all edgy and jittery). Within 10 minutes I felt like I was drunk!

I went home and slept like a (drunk) baby. Tyler on the other hand couldn't fall asleep and then when he did he soon had to get up with Amelia when she did at 6:15. I swear, my husband is super-human sometimes. I couldn't make it one day without him. I am constantly asking myself how I got so lucky. There aren't many husbands who would do what he has done. I love you Tyler.

Now it's back to strict bed rest for 6 days. Although at least this time I have the medicine at home so that if the contractions start like that again I can hopefully stop them.

I also owe a special thank you to Darcy who came over on Saturday and helped me pack my hospital bags (amongst many other helpful things!) Thank you Darcy! You're always there for me! I'm blessed to have you in my life.

Hopefully the next story like this will end with a healthy, beautiful baby boy.