19 inches, 21st percentile
6 lbs 5 ozs, 9th percentile
Head is 34.5 cm, I think that was either 23rd or 33rd percentile, but it didn't get written down, so I'm not positive.
June 30, 2015
2 Week Checkup
We took Eden in for her 2 week check up when she was 10 days old. Dr. Strasser wasn't going to be in the office the next week and Neil was going to be back to work, so it just was better for us to go a little earlier.
June 28, 2015
Newborn/Family Pictures
Last Monday, Eden was 1 week old and we had some pictures done by an amazing photographer named Alicia Kinne. They turned out SO good! I tried to just pick a few to post, but instead I picked a few of each pose!
Her umbilical cord actually fell off when we were taking these.
June 26, 2015
Father's Day
This picture isn't from Father's Day, I'm not even sure any of us were out of jammies at that point yet. Still, it's a great picture from a few weeks prior of my gorgeous boys in their handsome matching navy suits.
This is from actual Father's Day and represents what we'd all been doing that day. Pops and Eden.
Bear made this for Neil at church.
June 24, 2015
A Baby with a Name
We honestly didn't have a name picked out for her going into the hospital. I know a lot of people thought we were just being secretive, but we really didn't have one! Once she was born, we narrowed it down to our top 3 names and just kept thinking about what we should call her. We still didn't talk about it too much because we slept as much as possible at the hospital and Neil went home each day to shower and see Barrett/bring him to the hospital.
Finally, on Thursday, our last day there, we decided to call her Eden Taylor and she seemed to like it.
Taylor is after my little brother. Eden was just a name we liked, but coincidentally is a family name as well. When we came home, my parents remembered that my great grandma's name was Columbia Eden. Let's see, so that's my Dad's Mom's Mom or, in other words my Grandma Roselyn's mom referred to as Nanny, who lived with my grandparents for 21 years, but passed away before I was born.
The day we brought her home, my Dad walked in and asked if she had a name yet. Bear was first to respond and said, "Yes, her name is Windy!" And he insisted on calling her that the rest of the day even though we kept telling him that her name was Eden. The next day (and still to this day) he insists that her name is NOT Eden, it's Pumpkin, and gets mad if you call her Eden. He'll warm up to it eventually I think...
June 23, 2015
Visitors, Etc.
Barrett and LaLa were the first ones to arrive at the hospital after we made it out of recovery and into a postpartum room.
They both were very happy to get to see her and hold her. (although this picture wasn't actually Barrett's first time holding her, I think we only have video of that)
I was wrong, I found a picture of Barrett's first time holding his baby sister.
The baby gave Barrett a present and he was pretty happy about that. He was so excited to just see and hold his sister, he would've been fine even without the present. Also, that book on my mom's lap- he brought that from home to read it to his baby sister because he could read it to her all by himself. It was the cutest thing.
His new Cars camping set.
He had picked these books out ahead of time at the book store to give to the baby on her birthday.
I think my mom changed her first poopy diaper.
Family of 4 :) I loved this picture because Bear is winking ;)
Blake and Jessica came up that first night as well.
She's so tiny!
The poor little thing has the most sensitive skin and got really irritated eyes that we had to keep putting medicine in. She also had to have a million heel pricks in her first week of life. They called her "SGA" small for gestational age, so they had to prick her heel to test her glucose every 6 hours (I think) for the first day and a half or so. Then, her bilirubin levels were high, so she had to get her heel pricked 3 or 4 times for that as well. Her levels were high enough to be concerned (and have to get tested every couple of days) but not high enough to need medicine or the lights or anything. We had our last heel prick today and found out her bilirubin is starting to go down again Phew!
I felt bad for leaving Barrett for so long (even though I know he was fine) and also it was Neil's birthday the next day, so we left on Thursday instead of staying until Friday. I always regret not staying the full amount of time! Nonetheless, we got dressed and went home.
They wheeled me out in a pink wheelchair! There was no way I was walking that far- it would've taken me all day!
I hate putting her in her carseat. She's so tiny, I feel like it's strangling and crushing her! She's not crazy about it either but (in the few times we've actually gone somewhere) she generally settles down and falls asleep.
Wondering about her name? I'll get to it... (although you may have already seen it on Facebook or instagram)
June 22, 2015
Late Present
For Mother's Day this year, we had this bracelet made for my mom. It's my grandma's name in her own handwriting. It took quite a while to get made so it was late, but I think it turned out really great!
(Yes, I'm super behind on posting... I will try to get caught up on all the baby posts asap!)
June 20, 2015
Birth Story
On Saturday I had a few contractions throughout the day but
they were so far apart that I didn’t think anything of them. On Sunday, they increased in frequency and
intensity but still weren’t regular enough to go to the hospital or anything. I also started losing my mucous plug on Sunday
so I had hope that things were progressing.
Sunday night, we got all our stuff packed up and ready to go since we
had to leave our house at 5 am on Monday morning to get to the hospital by
5:30, which was when we had our scheduled c-section appointment. I was nervous and stressing about everything,
so I didn’t fall asleep until about midnight that night. I woke up again at 12:45 because my
contractions had started getting really painful and I couldn’t sleep though
them. Plus, once they started, I
couldn’t stop thinking about if I was still going to go in and have the
c-section or if I’d be able to have my VBAC now that my body was sort starting
to do something resembling labor! So I
got a total of 45 minutes of sleep the night before I had the baby and that was
kind of miserable!
I asked the nurse to check my cervix as soon as I got
checked in. I was sure those
contractions would’ve been at least somewhat productive. Nope.
I was still completely closed. At
least that made my decision easy. My
body was not going to have this baby on its own, the only way out for baby girl
was c-section.
Dr. Seale came in for a few minutes before heading into the
OR but I was in the bathroom, so I didn’t get a chance to ask him the millions
of things I wanted to. Next, our nurse took us to the OR where I met
the anesthesiologist and we got started.
This surgery was super different from my first
c-section. My dr with Barrett was really
gentle and I didn’t feel like I was being ripped to pieces. He showed Barrett to me as soon as he pulled
him out and showed me the placenta too (I asked). The room was smaller and quieter and I felt a
little more included I guess. Dr Seale was very rough. I got so sick from him pulling and jerking me
around that I couldn’t even hold the baby until I had gotten back to recovery
and had a few different medications for nausea.
When they pulled her out, I could hear her crying, so that was good. The
other doctor (my doctor had a helper with him, I don’t remember his name)
brought her to show her to me for about 1 second before taking her over to get
her assessed. Neil went with the baby,
they were still in the same room as I was, so I could hear them, but it felt
like they were gone forever. Finally,
Neil came back and tried to hold the baby so I could see her but it was
practically impossible because of the way I was laying and the fact that I was
still being jerked around a lot. I was too sick to even enjoy the moment L
Finally, we got taken into the recovery room, I was pumped
full of anti-nausea medication and then I could hold my own sweet baby. I felt totally left out and like I missed out
on a lot during the time in the OR, but what can you do? I made up for lost time in the end.
June 19, 2015
Neil's Birthday
Today is Neil's birthday but since we knew we wouldn't be able to do too many fun things right now, we tried to put a few things together ahead of time.
Last Saturday, we went to Tona again to celebrate Neil and Bruce's birthdays. We sat at the same table and even all in the same spots (minus a few people missing and plus 1 replacement) as last year. I wasn't sure we'd be able to get out with our friends to celebrate like we usually do, but since baby was holding out on us, we hurried and threw together one last night out with this great group!
Sunday, we did Neil's bday dinner with my family. A few days ahead of this, Bear kept asking Neil what kind of birthday cake he wanted (meaning, what decorations would be on it). Neil kept telling him that he was just going to have candles on his peanut butter bars, but Bear kept insisting that he should have a purple boca (minion) on it, so we made it happen.
Today, Neil took Bear fishing up at the trout farm. He got some video but no pictures. I obviously stayed behind, but it sounded like they had great time. He also went to a BBQ over at Blake's. I'm glad he got to get out and do a few fun things! He got himself cologne and a GoPro Hero for his birthday and Father's Day present and has been having fun with it.
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