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Sunday, June 29, 2008

How Logan is Coping





I keep forgetting to mention how Logan is adjusting to his new baby sister. 99% of the time he either loves her or forgets she's there. However, I have noticed a bit of jealousy creep in from time to time.

Last night he woke up crying around 11 pm. After several minutes of inarticulate sobs, he asked me tearily, "Whatcha doin'?" I told him I was working on a blanket for Savannah.

"No blankie baby Savy. Logan blankie."

Ahhh. Now I see the problem. "Do you want me to tuck you in with your blankie?"

"Yeeess. [sob]."

"I love you, Logan."

"Lub you."

"G'night."

"Ni-night."

Friday, June 27, 2008

The induction that wasn't

Now that I've whetted your appetite with the stats of our HUGE baby girl, here's the rest of Savannah's story. I was scheduled to be induced Tuesday morning, June 24. For the 3 weeks prior, I'd been having contractions on and off but nothing to get me to the hospital. Tuesday morning was no different. When the nurse hooked me up to the monitors, she was surprised to see I was already having contractions. I wasn't surprised. She was also surprised to find I was dilated to 4+ cm and 90% effaced. Again, I wasn't surprised. I didn't think it mattered, because I'd been that way for weeks and still no baby.

The nurse called my doctor to ask if he really wanted to start me on pitocin. She was afraid if she did, I would deliver before he could get there. Instead, he suggested having an on-call doctor come break my water. So that's what happened. And three hours later, Savannah was here. I only pushed through about five contractions (compared to three hours with Logan) and didn't have an episiotomy despite Savannah's 9 lbs 6 oz (compared to Logan's 8 lbs 11 oz).



We were all surprised at how big she was, including all the hospital staff. Never in a million years did I think I would have a girl bigger than my boy. Once I got past the shock, I was pleased to find she is absolutely perfect and still quite small all things considered.


So far things are going well at home. I seem to be recovering well (knock on wood) though only time will tell. Apparently all our kids are doomed to be jaundice, so once again we are enduring the days until the doctor tells us we can stop having our daughter sleep on a light bed. I have to say, though, that I prefer Savannah's light bed to Logan's "suitcase." (Savannah is the one in the pink hat, Logan is the one with the goggles.) However, both feel a bit extraterrestrial with the blue glowing lights.



Other than that, things are normal and going well. Poor Savannah has to put up with minimal new pink things and mostly blue hand-me-downs. I had to take a picture of her in this towel on the pink changing table to make sure everyone knows this is a girl and not a boy. Maybe soon Jeff will give me permission to buy her some girlie things of her own. But I'm not counting on it.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Introducing...

Before:
After:

Savannah Ruth Pendleton
June 24, 2008, 12:04 pm
9 lbs, 6 oz
21.5 inches


More details to come!

Saturday, June 21, 2008

We have a date!

It's official. The first Pendleton girl will be born on or before June 24. I was planning on waiting a little longer to be induced, but my doctor is leaving town and Jeff can't miss work the week of my due date so June 24 it is! My manager is a bit upset, but sometimes you just gotta do what you gotta do.

So now I am in frantic nesting mode trying to get bedding, clothes, bottles, binkies, diaper rags and blankets washed and ready for our new arrival. At my current rate, she's going to be sleeping on blue sheets for a bit. Hopefully it doesn't scar her for life. I have my house 80% unpacked, which considering we moved in 4 days ago, is not bad. The other 20% probably won't be unpacked for another month.

So wish me luck and get ready to be introduced to normal Carly again! I am excited to have my body back, at least partially. (This week I gained 5 pounds due to water retention. Yuck!) By the way, if anyone wants to sub for me at Bunco this week, I don't think I'm going to make it. :-)

Friday, June 20, 2008

Make New Friends, Keep the Old

Yesterday we ate at a Chinese buffet. Here is my fortune:


Appropriate, eh? And, being the proactive person I am, I was living my fortune before I even received it!

Wednesday night we moved into our new home. Within 30 minutes of opening up the truck, neighbors started stopping by to introduce themselves. Before we knew it, we had four sets of helping hands unloading and moving furniture, three of which were teenage boys -- all from different families, all of whose houses I could see from my front porch. Coming from a world of newlyweds and young families, I was shocked to have three 17-year-olds on my street!

Two days later, we are more or less settled, other than the boxes everywhere, the fridge that doesn't fit in our kitchen, the gas dryer when we only have electric hookups, the couches that we can't get downstairs, the armoire that fell over in the truck, and the dresser that the armoire fell on. But who am I to complain? Moving is full of unexpected events and let's just say I am grateful labor hasn't been one of those events quite yet. Stay tuned, though: I am hoping to schedule a date to be induced at my appointment this afternoon!

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

A Father's Day to Remember

This past weekend, against my doctor's advice and my better judgment, we took a road trip down to San Diego. Almost a year ago---long before we knew we would be having a baby soon--- Jeff bought tickets to go to the US Open at Torrey Pines golf course. Conveniently, this course is just minutes from my parents' house, so it was a good excuse to go visit them. And since the tournament fell over Father's Day, Jeff's dad and brother, along with my dad and brother, used the holiday to spend some male bonding time on the golf course. How appropriate.

If Jeff feels so inclined, I'll let him post about the tournament itself. He had a blast and they had lots of good stories to tell from it, but I won't go into those now. Instead, I'll relate the travelogue from my perspective.

At my doctor's appointment just hours before we started the drive, I was dilated to 3 cm and 80% effaced. My doctor told me he thought the baby would come any day now, but my experience with Logan told me otherwise. So I printed up some instructions on how to deliver a baby (just in case) and we started on the road. Other than being extremely uncomfortable, we made it to Las Vegas without any signs of labor. We spent the night there and got up early the next morning to finish the drive. We hadn't been on the road longer than 30 minutes when I started to have contractions. At first they were mild and short, but as time went on they got longer and more intense. They were never longer than 10 minutes apart; sometimes they came as quickly as 7 minutes. I knew that sitting in the car wasn't making things any better, so we stopped at a gas station to walk around a few minutes. After 20 minutes, the contractions were still coming frequently so I hopped back in the car and said, "Drive fast."

We were only 90 minutes from San Diego so my goal was simply to make it there before heading to a hospital. Right on cue, Logan began to get really whiny just as I was getting very worried. He cried and tried to pull his seatbelt off and complained about "being stuck." Both Jeff and I were on edge already, so his tactics weren't helping much. Then he told us he was stinky and we quickly pulled off for another stop. The little sneak was wrong - his diaper was practically dry - but in the time it took for Jeff to find a bathroom and change him, my contractions has nearly completely subsided. Hesitantly, we got back in the car, but there was no need to worry anymore. As quickly as they had come, the contractions were gone.

The rest of the weekend passed uneventfully as far as babies are concerned, which left me plenty of time to enjoy being with my family. Here are some photos from the trip:

My sister-in-law, Jen, had a big birthday party to celebrate turning 30. Logan loved his party hat and would come up to me every few minutes to say, "Happy birthday to you!"


The food was delicious! Logan especially liked the corn-on-the-cob. The rest of us enjoyed watching him enjoy his corn-on-the-cob.


A trip to San Diego wouldn't be complete without a visit to the beach. It was a bit overcast so we had to bundle up to stay warm. Yet somehow I still got sunburned...


Logan wasn't very interested in the water or the sand toys, but boy did he love to run! Grandma was on track duty for the afternoon.


Logan and his cousin, Reese, are getting to be more fun each time we get them together. Their personalities are like night and day, but they are cute as can be playing together. As the oldest Mackay grandchildren, they will be interesting to watch over the next several years.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

This is your wake up call

This morning I woke Logan up at 6:30 am to get ready to go to the babysitters. I said, "Logan, are you awake?"

He replied, "No, I'm sleeping," and pulled his blanket over his head.

Even at 2 he knows it's not fun to wake up early. Sorry kiddo.

Friday, June 6, 2008

How I Love a Good Deal

For the past month or so I've been contemplating what to do with Logan's room. Now that the baby furniture is being handed down to his sister, I have a blank slate when it comes to his room. As a result of his recent fascination with flying aircraft, I decided to decorate in an airplane theme. After searching long and hard, I found a set of airplane sheets I liked online. However, there were a little expensive so I held off to see if they would go on sale before I needed them.

Now that we are days from moving in to our new house, I thought it was probably time to order the sheets so Logan had something to sleep on. I went to the website to order them but alas! They were no where to be found. My first thought was, "Hooray! They've moved to clearance!" but a quick check confirmed they were not there, either. Frustration and defeat came over me as I realized I had missed my window to buy the bedding. Now I was going to have to start looking for airplane sheets all over again. And all for a measly couple of dollars!

Well, in a final attempt I called the customer service number to verify that the bedding set was, in fact, gone. I was able to extract the item number from the hyperlinks I had saved in my email weeks before. The friendly representative looked them up and said, "Here it is! Yes, we still have them." Hooray! And on top of that, they were less than I had seen them listed for before. Hooray again! Well, in that case, let's get the matching pillowcase and duvet cover! Oh, and how about the cute airplane hooks that went with the room?

I may have gotten a bit carried away, but in the end I got everything I wanted for less than half the price I thought I was going to have to pay. It won't look quite like this because I didn't order the quilt (or the rug, or the curtains, or the lamp), but here is a rough idea of what Logan's aviation room will look like:


Gotta love a good deal!

Monday, June 2, 2008

Are we there yet?


Signs that I am getting close to my due date:

1. In the past hour I've had three complete strangers comment on how uncomfortable I must be and tell me they hope I don't have too much longer.

2. I am constantly checking to make sure my shirt covers my stomach. Most of my maternity shirts are too small now and I can't see anything below my belly button so it's difficult to tell if I'm hanging out.

3. I need help putting my socks on.

4. I spent most of Saturday lying on the couch having contractions, only to discover that walking around actually made them go away.

5. Logan likes to use my stomach as a pillow.

6. Not only the men, but also the other women at the bus stop let me get on the bus first.

7. I feel sympathy instead of excitement when other people tell me they're pregnant.

8. I have to wake up Jeff in the middle of the night to roll me over.

9. I am counting down the days rather than weeks.

10. I look forward to my hospital stay like I would a tropical vacation.

Needless to say, I don't think the next 4 weeks could go by too quickly. Watch out world, baby sister is on her way!