Here it is…mid-December…and I’m just now getting to my November blog.
Damon spent a bit of time hunting…and fortunately (or unfortunately), he was successful this year. He got an Elk – the first one since we’ve been together. In fact, his hunting partners, my Dad and brother, were just as successful. (The unfortunately part would be that I really don’t care for Elk…and now we have a freezer full).
I spent a few days doing my annual Christmas shopping with my Aunt Sharon. We usually spend a few days shopping after the Thanksgiving holiday, but being that baby boy #2 was due at the beginning of January, my gut instinct told me to bump it up a couple of weeks this year. So we shopped mid-November. Oh, how it feels good to be ready for Christmas.
November brought weekly appointments to my most favorite OB doctor – Dr. Braget. Dr. Braget was unavailable for one of my appointments so I had to see another provider. Being that the ‘substitute’ was not a ‘high-risk’ doctor, she felt it necessary to send me to the hospital for monitoring as she wasn’t happy with the baby’s heartbeat – she didn’t feel comfortable making a judgment call. So, off I went…a waste of a couple of hours, but better to be safe than sorry.
5 short days later, Kason John Heck blessed us - Monday, November 23rd weighing 7lbs 2oz and 20-3/4 inches. Like his big brother, Kylor, he came out of nowhere and was a complete surprise. Once again, my water broke…as I was on my way
back to work from my lunch. I made a quick call to Damon and a call to my BFF, Kristie, and drove myself to the hospital. Fortunately, once I arrived, the staff and on-call doctor moved very quickly and were able to get me into the operating room for my c-section before I went into ‘labor’. I was a bit disappointed that my Dr. Braget wasn't able to deliver, but everything worked itself out. Damon sucked it up and tried to be by my side in the operating room. Poor guy – he only made it 5-minutes (or less) before he was on the edge of passing out…so there I was, alone, delivering a baby. What an emotional experience. Much different delivery than with Kylor being that I was awake this time. I got to see Kason as soon as he came out and got to hear his first cries. What a great feeling.
Things I’ve learned: expect the une
xpected (as both of my babies came very unexpectedly) and trust your gut instinct (thus the early Christmas shopping).
We were fortunate enough to leave the hospital after a couple of days and we were home for Thanksgiving dinner at Gramma Ree’s house – just what I was hoping for.
Kylor loves his baby brother to pieces, but he can sure show a jealous side. There have been meltdowns over different people holding ‘his’ baby and when he wants the attention of mom or dad while attending to Kason’s needs. I think they’ll grow up to be great buddies. Thanks goodness for Grandma Julie who has ‘rescued’ Kylor from time to time to give him some ‘alone’ time.
My recovery is taking a little longer than last time. I’m sure that is normal – after being cut open a second time.
Damon spent a bit of time hunting…and fortunately (or unfortunately), he was successful this year. He got an Elk – the first one since we’ve been together. In fact, his hunting partners, my Dad and brother, were just as successful. (The unfortunately part would be that I really don’t care for Elk…and now we have a freezer full).I spent a few days doing my annual Christmas shopping with my Aunt Sharon. We usually spend a few days shopping after the Thanksgiving holiday, but being that baby boy #2 was due at the beginning of January, my gut instinct told me to bump it up a couple of weeks this year. So we shopped mid-November. Oh, how it feels good to be ready for Christmas.
November brought weekly appointments to my most favorite OB doctor – Dr. Braget. Dr. Braget was unavailable for one of my appointments so I had to see another provider. Being that the ‘substitute’ was not a ‘high-risk’ doctor, she felt it necessary to send me to the hospital for monitoring as she wasn’t happy with the baby’s heartbeat – she didn’t feel comfortable making a judgment call. So, off I went…a waste of a couple of hours, but better to be safe than sorry.
5 short days later, Kason John Heck blessed us - Monday, November 23rd weighing 7lbs 2oz and 20-3/4 inches. Like his big brother, Kylor, he came out of nowhere and was a complete surprise. Once again, my water broke…as I was on my way
back to work from my lunch. I made a quick call to Damon and a call to my BFF, Kristie, and drove myself to the hospital. Fortunately, once I arrived, the staff and on-call doctor moved very quickly and were able to get me into the operating room for my c-section before I went into ‘labor’. I was a bit disappointed that my Dr. Braget wasn't able to deliver, but everything worked itself out. Damon sucked it up and tried to be by my side in the operating room. Poor guy – he only made it 5-minutes (or less) before he was on the edge of passing out…so there I was, alone, delivering a baby. What an emotional experience. Much different delivery than with Kylor being that I was awake this time. I got to see Kason as soon as he came out and got to hear his first cries. What a great feeling.Things I’ve learned: expect the une
xpected (as both of my babies came very unexpectedly) and trust your gut instinct (thus the early Christmas shopping).We were fortunate enough to leave the hospital after a couple of days and we were home for Thanksgiving dinner at Gramma Ree’s house – just what I was hoping for.
Kylor loves his baby brother to pieces, but he can sure show a jealous side. There have been meltdowns over different people holding ‘his’ baby and when he wants the attention of mom or dad while attending to Kason’s needs. I think they’ll grow up to be great buddies. Thanks goodness for Grandma Julie who has ‘rescued’ Kylor from time to time to give him some ‘alone’ time.
My recovery is taking a little longer than last time. I’m sure that is normal – after being cut open a second time.
Until next time - Happy Holidays!
