Jones

I went to the Doctor Monday morning for a routine Non-stress test at 37 wks and 1 day. Everything looking great, dilated to a one, but no other action up to this point. Went through my day as usual, feeling pretty good, very pregnant but thinking in my mind I still had 2 more weeks to go until my scheduled c-section on the 5th. Monday night I started feeling really hot, like I had the doors open (30 degrees outside) with the rest of the family bundled up, and I was still sweating. But other than that, felt generally fine. Went to bed, only to be woken up at about 1 shivering so bad! I could not get warm, no matter what I did. As I was trying to get warm in the shower for a good 20 min. or so I started contracting. So I started feeling pretty miserable with the shivering, contracting, and just really achy all over. At about 3:30, we decided it was probably best to just go in, totally thinking they might give me and iv, and send me home! My mom arrived at about 4 ish.. I'm sorry mom! As we were checking in to the hospital, those contractions started getting stronger, at this point I was a little irritated with all the insurance questions, paper signing, etc.. is this really important right now?

As soon as they got us in a room, they quickly realized I had a fever of 103 (which explains the shivering) and Jone's heart rate was quite high. I wasn't really worried, until my doctor came in and said that it is very rare for an adult to have a fever that high so it was an indication of an infection somewhere. With Jone's heart rate as high as it was that we should expect to have a baby in the next half hour! oh wow. I literally was going to go that next day and get all the last minute things I needed, diapers, onsies, binkis, etc..

Ready or not.. I was hoping to do a vbac ( i had a c section with Cash) but under the circumstances it was another c section. Next thing I knew I was in numb as can be, asking Mason to tell me everything that was going on. The anesthesiologist heard me asking Mason for a play by play, so he asked me if I wanted to watch in the mirror... um no thanks I'm good. I don't really want to see all my guts hangin out. And before I knew it, little jonesie started screaming like crazy! This kid had a serious set of lungs. They showed him to me for about 2 seconds and them whisked him away with Mason following. I could hear him screaming all the way down the hall. As I layed there for the next 1/2 hour I was so anxious to see him and hold my baby boy. I had tears streaming down my cheeks the whole time they were sewing me up. The nurse kept asking if I was ok, or if i was in pain, and I just kept telling her they were tears of joy, and that I just really wanted to hold my baby! Finally they wheeled me back in to the room, where Mason was just chillin with Jones. Needless to say I was pumped full of antibiotics and the mysterious fever went away. I think it was just Jones' way of telling us he was ready.

Its amazing how your heart just makes more room to love another child. He has been such a sweet baby. The first night we were home, we all sat around to eat dinner. I felt so content with my little family. He was meant to be in our family, and heavenly father has blessed me with more than I deserve.

As Mason puts it " I got a good feeling about him, I think he's going to fit in around here."

Well good...

Meeting (and smelling) him for the first time:

It makes me cry to think about all our family coming to visit. This little boy is so loved.

Cheers to Jones! Jemaica and Troy were so cute to bring some sparkling champagne, so we made a toast to Jones!

Going home!

So whats the big deal?

It took Cash about a week to warm up to him. But now that he has, I have to keep my eye on him because he is constantly kissing, smelling, hugging, laying on Jones.

Cash piling a few toys on top of Jones in hopes that he'll start playing with him.

Flippers

When it started to get cold last fall, probably Sep/October-ish time I was trying to think of something for Cash to do on a regular basis to get his energy out, get out of the house, and give him something fun to look forward to all winter. I decided to sign him up for a little gym in Kaysville called Flippers Gymnastics. When we started he was 2 so we started in the Mom/tot class, where I would go with him and and help him do everything and just make sure he was staying on task. Well I am so glad I decided to do it. It has been the funnest thing for him, and something he talks about all week. Not only is it great for him to just run around and get his energy out, but its been great for coordination, to follow rules and wait his turn, and just socialize with the other kids. At the start of this year, I put him in the 3 yr. old class... because he's so smart and talented of course. So now he just goes by him self with the other kids, while I wait on the side and watch with the other moms. Im not gonna lie, the first time I took him and he just went by himself.. I kinda wanted to cry. He just looked so cute, eagerly sitting there so anxious to do whatever his teacher told him. I called Mason as I was sitting there and said " I kind of want to cry right now, He doesn't need me anymore". I know.. Im going to be a mess when he goes to school. I just loved the time when I would go with him and he would look to me for what he was supposed to do next and look for my approval for everything he did. I guess thats what having kids is all about.. teaching them, and then learning to let go.