Birthday Weekend Re-Cap (with still more to come)

What would a birthday be without a 3 a.m. BG reading of 501? Or... a day full of running and playing and treating lows with delicious home aide Evans Orchard apple cider... Or... being so exhausted that you can't treat nighttime lows... Or TURNING TWO YEARS OLD and suddenly REFUSING every attempt to treat a nighttime low... "NO!" to skittles "NO!" to juice "NO!" to cake icing... Thank goodness for one lonely pack of Cars "gummies" which ended up being the ONLY thing this stubborn TWO YEAR OLD would allow us to put in his mouth.

But... This weekend hasn't been ALL about "D."

Friday (Saul's actual "birth" day) was spent playing with Trippy. He got an awesome new "Thomas-piano-book" from the Neely's which he LOVES.... and better than the book was the wrapping paper it came in... "DUMP CAR" wrapping paper. He has carried it around all weekend.

Maw-maw braved stormy weather and eventually made it down Friday afternoon. We spent the evening celebrating Saul's bday going "out to eat." Saul managed to shove in 91 carbs (thanks in large part to a 45 carb chocolate chip cookie) and survive the experience. Following the carb overload... and in one of my favorite moments of the bday weekend - we took Solly to Target to "pick out" his bday gift from Aunt Chris & Uncle Joe. I wish we'd videoed (how many times do I say this?) or attempted to document the experience... SOMETHING to capture the moment.... moments.... HOURS... it took him to pick something out. LOL. This kid is so much like Sebulsky it's not funny. He pondered. He carried around certain toys. He tried things out. He REFUSED to decide quickly... He reminded me so much of Jeff I wanted to scream. "Methodical." Then (just like his Dad) once he FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY decided (on a set of Matchbox Cars which included a dozer and a "dump car") he hasn't let them out of his sight or hands since (fully satisfied with the ultimate decision). Saul also scored with a Cars book (that includes a set of cars) and a new Umizoomi video (Thanks again Aunt Chris & Uncle Joe!). We topped the evening off by going to Half-Priced books to load up on some new reading material which made EH a very, very happy girl.

Madison and Wynne came over Saturday morning and we loaded up and headed out to spend the day at Evans Orchard. What a day! I think we're all still recovering from the excitement. Check out pics here. We picked apples from the orchard, we picked pumpkins from the patch. We ran, slid, jumped, climbed, rode, hid, walked, ate (apple cider donuts... yum) took lots of pics and made lots and lots of great memories. We even ran into some old friends and got to enjoy their company.

I'd like to say we came home and "crashed" but how could these kids rest when they had the "hugest... funnest... bestest ever birthday box!!!" to open from Grandma and Pap. Dinosaurs! Trucks! Legos! More Dinosaurs! Seriously.... will I ever. ever. ever. get them to go to bed ever again? So many new- cool-awesome-"perfectly selected presents" to play with!!! Leave it to Grandma to always send lots of love & fun! We miss you Grandma and Pap!!

Tonight we are supposed to go to Gattitown for a "family diabetes evening" with vendors, information and lots of free stuff. I'm hoping a family nap will give us the energy we need to round out this non-stop, fun-filled birthday weekend.

Thanks to all our family and friends who have "celebrated" from a-far, who have sent "special birthday wishes" and thought about our "sweet boy" on his special day. I hope he knows how much he's loved.

PS. ignore all the typos and terrible grammar... I've got what can only be called a "too-much-two-year-old-partying-headache-hangover"

September 27, 2010

September 27, 2010

It’s 1:25 a.m. 4 hours before I have to get up and go to the hospital for a C-section. I’m absolutely terrified. I am a nervous wreck. I’m afraid I’m going to throw up or pass out on the operating table. I got sick last Thursday. I’ve been on a Z-pac since then. I got bronchitis and have had a terrible cold/headache/flu.

Dr. Onan is doing the surgery. I’m scared. She’s using steri-strips instead of glue- like Dr. Fuson used.

Fears-

I have so many fears. What if something bad happens- blood clot, pneumonia, unable to move, trouble breastfeeding.

Fears-

What if the baby is sick, deformed, what if something is wrong with him? What if something happens to him? What if he stops breathing?

Fears-

Post-partum depression, anxiety, what if we don’t bond?

Fears-

What if something happens to Harper on the way to the hospital?

 

I keep telling myself… you’ve waited for this, waited for him. You’re doing this for Harper. She needs a brother a baby brother. Harper needs a sibling.

Brooke is doing this 3 times. O’nan did this 3 times. You can do this. You did it once before.

This is something good. Something wonderful. You're having a baby.

Enjoy this moment- enjoy him. This will be the last time you’re pregnant. This is your last birth. This is the last baby you will breastfeed.

You have so many people praying for you. Praying for this baby. Saul. Prayed for. He’s not here and he’s already getting prayers.

I wish I could quit work to raise kids.

I wish I could take more time off to be with this baby.

Go to sleep. Don’t be afraid. It will be okay. You will be okay. He will be okay.

*I copied this exactly as I wrote it 2 years ago in a journal the night before my scheduled C-section. All the fears and anxieties were worth it. What an amazing 2 year's it's been. Happy Birthday little buddy. Mommy loves you.