Thursday, July 28, 2011

because you can’t deny genetics



who needs to waste money on dna tests, anyway?

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

a big boy day

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while john and i are both off, we want to make sure that we spend time celebrating jonas. there are some things that only john can do with him (like swimming and the splash park), but today we decided to go to the gentry wildlife safari.

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jonas had a blast looking for the animals as we drove around the grounds, and especially loved the “close encounters”. to be perfectly honest, i couldn’t tell who was more excited about animals approaching the car-john or jonas. all i’m going to say was at one point a certain 6’2” person was practically laying on top of me to try to reach the camel who was at my window.

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a tip for those who go through the safari: don’t have trash in your truck bed. or, make sure you’re not behind the truck with trash in the truck bed. because camels really, really enjoy foot long cheese coneys from sonic.

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and yeah, we saw more animals than just zebras, camels, and the scary birds THAT ARE EVERYWHERE.

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after the drive-thru portion, we refueled on popcorn and juice in the car, and then headed off to the petting zoo portion. jonas absolutely loved it! he got to pet goats and pigs, and chased after one uninterested sheep. after bathing in hand sanitizer, we headed home for (long) naps.

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we know that jonas wont remember these trips, but still feel that its important that he gets to have fun and experience new things during this weird transition from being an only child to having a sibling. we want him to feel special getting to do “big boy things” and having fun with mommy and daddy.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011


like most parents expecting their second (or third, fourth, etc) child, i was afraid of the transition that jonas would experience. i was afraid of jonas being extremely jealous. i was afraid of him being resentful towards us because of noah.

on sunday afternoon we left jonas with his great-grandparents so that we could head to the hospital. as we pulled away from the house, i could see the confusion and sadness on his face because he wasn’t going with us. and then of course i cried (like, UGLY cried) for a mile or two. john asked me what was wrong, and all i could get out between sobs was “feel so bad… jonas life changing forever… has no clue…”.

john tried to reassure me that it was all going to be okay, and i think he was trying to hold back a giggle.


when jonas first met noah, i was nervous. i was hooked up to all of these iv’s, stuck in a bed, holding a baby that was sure to rock his world. i could just see a huge meltdown, complete with throwing toys and possibly a toddler-sized middle finger being waved around in my face.

i couldn’t have been more wrong.

jonas LOVES noah. actually, Baby Noah. when Baby Noah cries, jonas will let us know that Baby Noah is hungry and that Baby Noah needs some french fries. he will tell Baby Noah that it’s okay, not to cry. he likes to hold Baby Noah’s hand, and loves to watch Baby Noah in his Baby Carseat.

(i think noah may be known as Baby Noah until he’s sixteen).

we’ve been trying to let jonas have free reign over noah, letting him touch him and hold him when he asks. while we watch over him while he’s around noah, he has been nothing but completely sweet.


who knows how long this will last. i hope, and feel deep down inside, that jonas and noah will always be friends. jonas will never remember not having a little brother, and i’m grateful for that. being able to give jonas a sibling is one of the greatest gifts we could, and i’m so excited to see them grow up together.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

noah james, an introduction

we arrived at mercy medical at 5pm on sunday, july 17th to begin the process of a scheduled induction. after speaking with our doctor, it was decided that we really wouldn’t even begin the process until 9pm, so i was given the all-clear to have some dinner.

so with much pleasure i had some sushi. mmm.

about 9 or 9:30pm, the nurse gave me a small portion of a pill to begin the process. while i was apparently having contractions, i wasn’t feeling them. they decided to give me another dose about 2:30am.

around 7am, our doctor arrives to see how i’m progressing. at this point, i hadn’t been checked while in the hospital, so all i knew was that i was a little over 2.5 cm dilated from my office visit the week prior. when the doctor checked me, i was at 5.5 cm. he broke my water and we started pitocin.

i started to actually feel the contractions, and for a while they were manageable. my plan was to last as long as possible without asking for an epidural. they let me know that after asking for one, i’d need to up my fluids for 30 minutes before i could actually get it. knowing that (and knowing that the pain was to the point of being unmanageable for me), i asked for the epidural around 9:30am.

while waiting, the nurse checked me again. i was now around 7cm.

it was apparently a really hopping day to have a baby—i was at least one of 9 laboring. so i had to wait my turn because he was in another room. finally the Drug Man came in and we got the epidural placed (contraction during needle insertion, of course) around 10:35am. the pain of the contractions was cut down considerably, being more of just slightly painful moments of discomfort.

around 11:20am the nurse checked me again. i was at 7.5cm and about 80% effaced.

within minutes, i had a HUGE and unbearable contraction. the pain was extreme and took the breath out of me. i mentioned something about feeling sick, and then immediately started to vomit. the contractions were coming hard and fast, and the nurse had to wait until there was a mini break so that she could check me again.

when she did (about 3-4 minutes after the first huge pain), i was at 10cm and noah was RIGHT THERE.

she called the doctor and told him to get here now. usually she has her patients do a test push, but she was uncomfortable doing that alone because she was afraid the baby would come. she was able to get another nurse in the room, and together they hurriedly set up the room. once finished, they said that we were going to do some test pushes. i did one, and was told to stop and to not push anymore until the doctor arrived.

yeah. i really wanted to push.

they went outside to tell our family members at the end of the hallway to go ahead and make their way down the hall to the waiting area. the doctor arrived and we did three sets of three pushes.

and then we were done.


noah james alexander arrived at 11:53am on monday, july 18th. he weighed in at 7lbs 9oz and was 20inches long. a full pound and almost 2inches smaller than his brother, he’s absolutely beautiful.


and as for us? the three of us are completely in love with the smallest member of our family.

welcome, noah. we are so very glad that you are here.

Sunday, July 10, 2011

the one where wendy FREAKS OUT.

on saturday morning jonas and i headed to target before going to my cousin’s wedding. i had a short, concise list of items that i really needed to get because I’M HAVING A BABY BY NEXT MONDAY. and like everything else in the pregnancy, i’ve waited until the last possible minute to do anything.

because i’m an awesome mom.

anyway, i pulled into the parking spot nearest the cart corral. i normally have jonas walk next to me in the parking lot, and we get a shopping cart inside. but because there was a cart just right there, i hopped out of the car, threw my purse in the cart, and rolled it behind so it was sort of wedged by the car. i got inside the backseat and unbuckled jonas, which meant we also had a short discussion on why we couldn’t bring ALL OF OUR TOYS WITH US. we get out of the car and i go to set him in the cart…

but it’s done runnedoft.

i’m serious. i’m looking all around, and it’s NOWHERE. i see people entering the store, so i pick up jonas and (literally) run inside. after huffing and puffing, i get it across to the customer service desk that i think that a customer might have thought they were helping me out by grabbing my cart and didn’t see my purse inside. i just wanted to see if we could do a storewide page. she calls for the manager over the walkies, and while they are currently dealing with another matter, they were going to get to me asap to help.

i decide while we are waiting to walk outside again (still carrying jonas). and no cart. like, NONE. so we go back inside. and wait and wait and wait. the target worker tells me that they can see the manager down the aisle, but they are caught up with another matter. i’m getting antsy, so i decide to go outside one last time.

and that’s when i see it. a lone cart approximately 8 miles away, right next to the street entrance.

jonas and i roll out there in our new cart, and i pray. a lot. because i really needed my purse to be there. because you know…besides housing my wallet, favorite perfume, and cell phone, i had ALSO put my car keys in it.

because i’m awesome.

after walking the 8 miles to the cart, i was beyond ecstatic to see that my purse, while REALLY jacked up in the cart, was there. and i would have probably done an awesome 80s teens movie freeze frame jump in the air ala judd nelson, but i’m  nine and a half months pregnant in the middle of july and i still had to walk 8 miles BACK to the store.

but because i know you guys would love it, this is exactly what i was doing in my mind:


and you’re welcome.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

so i’ll never forget.


tonight while we were at your grammy and gramp’s house, you began to play with a baby doll there.

it was so sweet to watch you “put the baby to sleep” by laying him down, covering him with a blanket, crouching over him, saying “sweet dreams” and giving him a kiss. you repeated this about 93 times, and it was so gut-wrenchingly cute each time i couldn’t stand it.

after you got tired of that, you picked the baby up and put him on the couch next to your grammy. you asked him if he wanted a blanket…and then you changed the pitch of your voice to answer that yes, yes i do want a blanket (for the baby). you’d go back to your regular voice and tell the baby, “okay! just a minute!” and then cover him up.

jonas, you can be such a sweet little boy when  you want to. i hope that this sweetness continues when noah arrives in just a few short days. it’s such a joy to watch you, and i can’t wait to see who you will be when you become a big brother.