Hazelnut

Little Hizzle Fo-Shizzle joined our family last Wed. morning. We almost were able to slide in Tues. night at midnight, but the evening shift picked up and we ended up going with our scheduled induction day after all. The hospital called us around 5:30 a.m. and told us to come in by 6:15, and we were ready to go and excited! I heart being induced. The kids went to Kathy's the night before and were sleeping soundly undisturbed. And me and Bry had a good night's sleep too.

Dr. Lunt broke my water and then we began a morning of watching movies and eating popsicles. Many, many popsicles. What a nice nurse I had!

I got the epidural around 10. Yowza, the needle hit a nerve going in and I almost jumped off the table. It was the perfect dose because I could feel everything; the medicine just took the edge off the pain. When it came time to push, I was good to go: 2 contractions and she was here!

I had a major adrenaline rush right at the end of the whole deal. The epidural had slowed my blood pressure so they'd given me some ephedrine and I'm not sure if that contributed...? My hands were shaking and my heart was racing. It was wild.

Dr. Lunt held her up and she was amazing and perfect in every way, so small. Apparently, 7 lbs. is normal, but it was a treat for me. Her little head looked just like a grapefruit.

Then she ate for an hour. That is a family trait.

We spent the rest of our stay enjoying the fun room service meals and snuggling the sweet new baby. And then we came home to an overload of generous neighbors, offering babysitting, visits, meals, gifts, etc. Hazel has been well loved :)

And this will be her baby blanket.

Thanks to Jessica Jewkes who took these awesome pictures for us!

We are Fired

I don't think you want us watching your kids. Just sayin.

This happened at the park today when Ella plowed into a bystander while riding her bike. It took us about 45 min. to decide she was really hurt and then another chunk to decide if it was worth an office visit. At least I'm on maternity leave, right?

Numero Tres

Something you don't see every day

At least, not in St. George.



What a magical morning. Maia Evans, you were missed.

Holy Moly Advents

First off, Happy Thanksgiving. I hope everyone got to see Tangled in 3D with an extra large popcorn. Obviously that is the best recipe for a fun holiday.

And let it be known that despite baby being almost here, we have been not neglecting our Christmas traditions. True, some of them, yes. No lights this year. Fewer seasonal crafts and homemade treats. But not the countdowns. Here is a sampling of our morning advent calendar roundup:

#1: The pre-breakfast snack.

#2: The bushier the better beard advent.

#3: Movin' the snowflake advent.

#4: Numeric countdown.

#5: And a CHAIN!!! I love that someone dropped this off anonymously. I love these things. When I was in first grade, I made one with a piece of candy attached to each day and it rocked.

We also have not neglected our requests to the north pole.

Ella wrote this after being naughty to her sister all morning. Like Santa wouldn't know.

And Avery wrote hers in Morse code...anybody got a guess on that one???

Little Nugget

Only two months left...

From here on out, everything goes in fast forward. I can't believe how fast this pregnancy has slipped away.

Broken

:(

What a crazy day yesterday. Avery fell off the little retaining wall behind our house while playing and was hysterical for half an hour before Bryson got home from work. She kept holding her neck and would freak out every time you picked her up so I was really scared. We tried to go to Instacare but they said they didn't do neck problems, so they sent us straight to the ER. She held so still for all the doctors and nurses and X-ray techs, which let me know she was hurting. A healthy toddler is a wiggly toddler. I just held her.

It turned out she fractured her collar bone on the right side on this picture. No cast, just something that has to heal. Unfortunately, she is refusing to drink her pain medicine and despite our best efforts to whip up a few sippy cup cocktails, she's miserable. Poor baby.

Happy Haunting

The witches are in.

Our Cheshire pumpkin.

I couldn't resist. You're only pregnant once...or three times.

And I'd just like to add that baby is the size of a squash this week, isn't that theme-appropriate?