Adalyn - 4 months

Wooaa!  I'm actually posting Adalyn's four month post on her four month birthday!  Someone has a lot of time on her hands today...not really, but I'm making the time.  We've had an exciting month.  Adalyn is such a joy to be around each and every day.  I made a big decision this month.  I officially resigned from my job at Vanguard and am now a full-time stay-at-home mom and wife!  While I will miss my friends at work as well as certain aspects of my job, nothing compares to being able to spend each day with Adalyn :)  It was the right decision and I'm glad that I can rest easy knowing that this is where God wants me to be right now.  Sooo to celebrate this new domestic job, guess what we did this past month?  We froze corn, canned tomatoes and are going to freeze peaches this week.  My mom has shown me the ropes with all of these things, which I really appreciate because it can be a little challenging taking care of a little babe while trying to navigate through a new process.  I took lots of pictures of the corn freezing process and plan to post them for anyone who may be interested in doing it sometime.  But my post today is dedicated to little miss Adalyn and a few pics from the storm.  Check out these new pictures, all of which were taken today.

Hi Mommy!

Her jean jacket is still a little big

She was much happier without it

She has grown so much but still looks small in her big crib from this angle

Love her!

Hanging out at Grandpa and Nana's watching a big tree get cut down (she is a little tired at this point)

It's tough to see here, but that big tree behind my parents' house split due to the wind...thankfully, the tree removal company arrived before it hit the house!

Check out the crack.  Thankfully, my parents had put cables through the tree years ago, which is what kept it from falling.

Watching the process

Hopefully you are safe and sound after Hurricane Irene hit.  Greg and I have a tree leaning on the front of our house (it's our neighbors), but we are praying it doesn't cause too much damage.  I know there are a lot of people in far worse situations, so we are couting our blessings.  Happy Sunday!



Adalyn - 3 months

I promised I would post updates each month about Adalyn, but was hopeful I'd get on here a little bit more often to blog some more.  Obviously that hasn't happened...thanks for understanding. 

This past month has been another great one!  Adalyn had a lot of "firsts"!  She went on her first vacation to Deep Creek Lake, Maryland with my family.  To get there she took her longest car ride - a whopping 3.5 hours.  She did GREAT on the way there...not so great on the way home.  Oh well, we made it safe and sound.  She also had her first boat ride!   I was a little worried about her getting on a boat at such a young age, but after reading a bit online I found that as long as she could fit into a life jacket, then she was okay.  Thankfully the boat rental place had one small enough for little miss.  She also, believe it or not, went out to dinner for the first time!  I know that's kind of hard to believe, but I guess that goes to show Greg and I don't get out much haha.  We'll be working on that.  Also, she had her first slumber over night in her pack and play.  She had no trouble sleeping.  In fact, she set some records while we were on vacation.  I think the longest she slept was from 9:30pm-7:30am!  Woohoo that was a good night.  She's still consistently sleeping through the night.  We actually started putting her to bed a bit earlier.  When it's time, it's time.  On that note, the past few days I've been able to lay her in her crib when she's still awake and she puts herself to sleep.  That's a big milestone in our book.  She's been a cuddler since day one and likes to be held.  For the first three months of her life we had to hold her and walk around with her to get her to sleep.  I don't want to assume that this will continue, but if it does we'll be thrilled.  It's so cute, as soon as we lay her down she just starts sucking...it looks like she's sucking her thumb, but if you look really close, you can see that she's really sucking the knuckle of her thumb or right between her thumb and her pointer finger.  Whatever works!  Wow, that was a lot of rambling on my part.  Enjoy a few pictures we took on vacation!

Ready for the boat ride

Daddy loves taking his little girl on adventures

Our blue-eyed little babe

Official 3 month shot in the crib...with Nana's scarf that Adalyn loves

She loves her fist

Our attempt at a family pic - so hard to get Adalyn to smile for the camera :)

This little seat is great!  Adalyn slept for hours in it by the lake.  The best part - it zips up so no bugs can creep in!

Family picture on the boat

I'll be back soon, I promise.

Adalyn - 2 months

Better late than never, right?  Adalyn was two months old last Tuesday.  Where has the time gone?  We've seen some big changes in her over the past few weeks.  She is smiling, cooing, and laughing A LOT.  What a joy!  It's so much fun seeing her happy when she is awake.  She has also began sleeping through the night consistently for the past week or so.  Praise the Lord!  Around 6 weeks, she had a few nights that she slept for about a 7 hour stretch, but now it's pretty common for her to sleep from about 9:30pm-5:30 (or 6:00am) each night.  After she eats she typically goes back to sleep for another two hours.  Speaking of eating, Miss Adalyn is growing like a little weed :)  She had her two month appointment (actually she's 10 weeks today, her appt was just a little late) on Tuesday and she weighed 11 lbs 10 oz and is 22 3/4 inches long.  I'm so glad she is growing and getting the nutrients she needs.  She hasn't taken a bottle yet.  She cries everytime someone (not me) tries to give it to her.  Any suggestions?  She's really not a big fan of the pacifer either...she prefers her fist or any flesh for that matter haha.  Watch out if you're holding her because she may just start sucking on your arm, shoulder, neck...whatever she can find.  Alright, that's all I have for today.  I only have three pictures to post for her 2 month photo shoot.  I'll be back later with some more. 

Content little girl sleeping on her belly

She's growing, but she's still a tiny little thing

The official two month shot - not looking at the camera

Adalyn's Birth Story - Part II

I remember walking into the hospital in the rain…good thing I had my raincoat, which I ended up leaving and losing at the hospital...oops!  We checked into triage, which consisted of signing some paperwork and getting a few of my bracelets.  Soon we were off to our labor and delivery room.  Our walk to the room seemed so surreal…I was walking to the room where our child would be born.  Crazy!  Our nurse went over some logistics and then our midwife came into the room to talk about the day and check to see if I was dilated.  As she did, she said, “You’re not going to believe this…you’re 4 centimeters dilated!”  Before I knew it she broke my water and said there was no need to induce me and that I could labor on my own.  She told me she’d be back around lunchtime to check on me.  Now I knew the contractions the night before had really done something!  As I mentioned before, I really wanted to be able walk around and labor anywhere except the bed.  And so the walking began.  Greg and I walked around the same hallway so many times, we should have counted.  The nurses joked with us when they saw us and commented on how we were still walking.  I told Greg I think the hospital should have had some type of walking track for people like me :)  We watched my contractions on the monitors and didn’t see too many changes throughout the morning, but were still hopeful that things would begin to progress quickly.  There were tornado warnings that morning so we had to stay in our room rather than walk in the hallway at points throughout the morning.  Greg and I had the Weather channel on TV as I labored to keep tabs on things, but really just to keep my mind off of the contractions.  Throughout the morning my contractions were tolerable.  In fact, someone from my work called to see if I had delivered yet and I proceeded to tell them that I was in labor in the hospital.  They felt pretty bad for calling, but I didn’t mind because I was feeling okay at the time.  I should mention that I sent a text to my family early that morning to tell them that I didn’t need to be induced because I was 4 cm dilated.



My delivery bed



After a somewhat long and uneventful morning, lunchtime rolled around.  I was hoping I would get to eat lunch, but no such luck.  My midwife came back around 1 pm.  Unfortunately, I hadn’t progressed at all, which meant I needed to be induced to move things along.  The other piece of disappointing news I wasn’t thrilled about was the fact that I couldn’t take the oral drug.  My midwife told me that I needed to get the Pitocin so that they could monitor the amount I was given.  It wasn’t what I wanted to hear, but honestly I was just so anxious to meet our baby and move things along that I was okay with it.  I wasn’t actually given the Pitocin until around 2:00 pm.  I was still able to walk around, but just had to lug around an IV pole, which we did, happily.  The contractions became more intense as the afternoon went on.  For the next two hours, I labored either by walking or moving around from side to side on the exercise ball.  Around 4:00 pm I needed a change of scenery.  I decided to hop (not literally) into the Jacuzzi tub.  Due to the IV and the Pitocin I wasn’t able to use the jets, but I could still sit in the tub and so I did.  My contractions became pretty intense while I was in there.  I had a few where I thought I was going to lose it.  I hadn’t started any patterned breathing yet, but knew that was just around the corner.  I remember sitting in the tub wanting to push my feet against something to try to reduce the pain during the contractions.  Of course the tub was slippery so I couldn’t.  In the middle of contractions I told Greg that he needed to text my mom and tell her that I had to get Pitocin and to pray.  It occurred to me that I hadn’t updated anyone…not that I planned to, but I really felt the need to share the latest with my mom. 

I’m not sure how long I was in the tub, but I decided it was time to get out.  The contractions were really painful.  Before going back into our room I used the bathroom, which really hurt during a contraction.  Looking back I now know that was a sign that I would soon feel the urge to push.  While in the bathroom I told Greg to get our nurse so that I could talk with her.  Have I mentioned yet how awesome Greg was through the entire process?  He was a great encouragement and I really couldn’t have done it without him.  I really wanted/needed to know how much longer the contractions would continue and how much stronger they would become.  I wanted to give birth naturally without any pain medication, but honestly it really started to become painful!  My nurse was great in that she didn’t try to rush me into making any quick decisions.  She talked with me about my desire to give birth naturally and just had a very calming demeanor.  She ended up calling my midwife who told her to check my progress.  Before I got into bed so she could check me, I had some of the hardest contractions.  I was laboring on the ball with my face and arms on the bed.  Greg was massaging my shoulders and my nurse was pushing on my back since it had really started to bother me.  There were a few contractions during which I really lost it!  I couldn’t keep my breathing steady and I cried instead.  Looking back, now I know why breathing is so important.  When I was able, I got into bed.  I was about to just scream that I wanted an epidural, but before I could do that, my nurse said “You’re complete!”.  Those words were enough to completely switch my mindset.  Complete meant 10 cm dilated.  I was ready to have our baby!  It was probably around 5:00 pm at this point.  I stayed in bed the through the rest of my contractions. 

Soon after my nurse called my midwife to tell her I was 10 cm dilated, I began to feel the urge to push.  I knew it was real because I remember my mom telling me that with each of her children she vividly remembers feeling the need to push.  I told my nurse I had to push.  She called it involuntary, but I couldn’t help it.  Each time a contraction came I wanted to push.  I did push, but just not the type of pushing that would really push the baby out (I only know this now).  I knew my midwife was on her way to the hospital, but I started to feel nervous and I think my nurse was, too.  She had told us that there was an OB on call who could deliver our baby if my midwife didn’t make it and she had already called her to give her a head’s up.  Around 5:15-5:20, she said that she could call the OB on call and ask her to come into the room just in case my midwife didn’t make it.  I should also mention that from the moment my nurse said I was 10 cm dilated, they started preparing the room for delivery.  They brought in a table with a blue sheet and a handful of things on it (I’m still not sure what everything was).  I started to get really nervous and say with each contraction, I think the baby is going to come out!  As soon as the OB on call walked in I felt relieved.  But literally two minutes after that my midwife arrived.  I was even more relieved!  I really wanted her to deliver our baby.  When I saw her I just said the baby needs to come out. 

Before I knew it she was at the end of my bed and the process began.  It’s funny…no one ever talked to me about how pushing is painful, but instead just focused on contractions being painful.  Well let me tell you, pushing is painful!  My midwife and nurse coached me through how to position myself and how to actually push.  The pushing began around 5:30.  I really tried to stay calm while pushing because I wanted to focus all of my attention on getting the baby OUT!  About 10 minutes into pushing I decided to ask for a status check.  I asked how much longer I would need to push.  I had to know how much energy I needed to regain.  My midwife said I would have the baby by 6:00.  I remember thinking okay, I can do this.  The pushing continued and the head began to crown.  My midwife said, “Look at all of that dark hair, Amanda!”.  I looked in the mirror and was amazed, thinking oh my gosh that’s my baby’s head.  Greg made a comment about how the baby must get his or her dark hair from my side of my family.  In between contractions my nurse and I realized that I graduated high school with her daughter!  What a small world!  We chatted about her daughter and high school for a bit.  I must admit, it was a nice distraction, but amusing at the same time.  In between contractions I also shared the story about how my grandma delivered one of her babies in the waiting room of a hospital without a doctor or nurse nearby.  And in the middle of all the pushing, I couldn’t stop thinking about how I would soon be holding my baby.  I thought as soon as I saw the head that the baby would come out, but that wasn’t the case.  It was work to get the baby out!  But before I knew it, it was 6:08 and our beautiful baby was born.  What a feeling!  The baby’s head came out and I felt my midwife and Greg pull the body and legs out.  That’s when Greg said it, “It’s a girl!”.  Of course part of me was shocked because I had convinced myself that we were having a boy, but deep down I should have known that God was preparing my heart for a little girl all along.  I’m normally a pretty emotional person, so it was ironic that I didn’t cry as they handed me our healthy baby girl.  I was just in such awe of what had happened I think I was in too much shock to cry.  I’ll never forget holding Adalyn for the first time.  I’ll never forget the way she smelled, the sound of her cry and the way she looked up at me.  As I write this I have tears in my eyes and could sob thinking about that day.  It was such an incredible day.  Our God truly IS an AWESOME GOD!  Sweet Adalyn changed our lives from that moment on. 

In the midst of all the excitement, Greg and I took a few moments to just look in amazement at our child, a true gift from God.  We waited about a half hour before calling anyone to tell them Adalyn had arrived.  I called my family first.  I decided to call my parent’s house phone.  My dad picked up and I remember choking up and saying, “Dad, guess what?  You’re a grandpa!”.  My parents had decided to wait to find out the gender until they arrived at the hospital.  About 20 minutes later they arrived with my brother, Whit and sister, Bec.  We announced that we had a little girl when they arrived.  The next few hours were pretty much a whirlwind, getting checked by the nurses, moving to our recovery room, making phone calls, etc.  I remember that I was extremely hungry!  I ordered a huge turkey club sandwich that didn’t even taste that great but I ate the entire thing so fast.  I remember my legs just shaking the entire night.  I guess it was from the laboring and my nerves.  And of course there were all of the sweet moments, too…breastfeeding Adalyn for the first time, watching Greg hold and swaddle her, and kissing her goodnight only a few short hours after she was born.  One day I might forget all of these little details, which is why I wrote down as many as I could remember.  But I will never forget what it felt like to give birth to our little girl, sweet Adalyn Faith Turner.  I will never forget the way she looked up at me the first time I held her.  And I will never forget to tell her I love her each and every day.

 

 



One of our first pictures together





Our little peanut - 6 lbs 7 oz and 20 3/4 inches



First picture as a family of three :)





Sweet Adalyn





Adalyn's Birth Story - Part I

Nine months.  When I look back and think that Adalyn was in my belly for nine months it’s hard to believe.  What a miracle maker God is!  Let’s start at the beginning and let’s just say, if you’re not in the mood to read, don’t start because this may be a long post:)

In the middle of July I was driving to a wedding with my good friend, Nikki, and we were talking about babies and starting our families.  We were, of course, talking about all things baby related, names being one of them.  I shared a couple names I liked and then for some reason the name Adalyn came to mind (I’m trying to remember exactly how…I think Nikki’s friend had a daughter named Adalyn) and I instantly loved it!  It was different enough but not too out there, which is what I like.  So I said to Nikki, if the Lord blesses us with a little girl, we’ll name her Adalyn (of course I ran this by Greg :)).  Well a few weeks later, Miss Adalyn Faith was conceived.  But from the beginning we decided not to find out the gender.  In fact, pretty much everyone had convinced me that I was having a boy, but deep down there was a part of me that thought back to that car ride and thought that I maybe I was carrying Adalyn all along.

Praise the Lord for a healthy pregnancy.  I really had very few pregnancy related symptoms, but I will share that I had an issue with tomatoes early on.  What’s ironic is that Greg and I planted about 10 tomato plants in our garden, so we had an abundance of them!  Yuck, I just couldn’t eat them.  Towards the end of my pregnancy I started to get swollen ankles and feet.  I attribute it to driving an hour to work and then sitting all day.  All things considered, I had nothing to complain about.  Let’s fast forward to the end of my pregnancy so I can get to the exciting part – Adalyn’s birth!  When I was 40 weeks and 2 days pregnant, I hopped on the treadmill in my basement for my usual run.  I had kept up running all throughout pregnancy, with my midwife’s blessing of course, so I didn’t think much about getting on the treadmill that Saturday morning.  Well I don’t know if the run is what triggered it, but after a few minutes my back started to really hurt.  Of course I stopped and just decided to walk, thinking that it was probably something I could walk off.  Not even a massage later that day helped ease the pain.  I spent the next 5 days in pain every time I took a step!  Wow, I don’t know how women with low back pain handle it for months; I could barely stand it 5 days.  Needless to say, my back pain put a damper on the next few days because not only was I anxious for baby T to arrive, but I was now in pain.  I tried to take it easy and relax…easier said than done.  

Alright, a little background before I get to the actual birth day.  Baby T’s head was down from about 34 weeks onward – praise the Lord!  I had been praying that would be the case from the beginning.  At my 38 week appointment, my midwife checked to see if I was dilated, which I wasn’t.  She said she doubted the baby would come anytime soon, which didn’t surprise me since it was my first baby.  So Greg and I headed off to a wedding a few hours away that weekend and I continued to feel great.  At 39 weeks, still no action.  I wasn’t dilated and the baby was still pretty high.  At that point, my midwife mentioned the word – induction.  She was going to be out of town on my actual due date, so she went over all the logistics at the 39 week appointment just in case I didn’t go into labor before 41 weeks.  The nurse actually scheduled my induction for April 28 that same day.  I was still hopeful that I would go into labor beforehand, but there was a part of me that really thought I would need to be induced.  Not that induction is bad; in fact, I’m sharing all of this to say IT’S NOT ALWAYS BAD, I just really had hopes of going into labor on my own and having a natural delivery.  Greg and I decided not to share the potential for induction with many people.  We wanted the baby’s birthday to be a surprise.  At my 40 week appointment, there was still no action.  Keep in mind I really didn’t have expectations of going into labor before my due date, so I was still hopeful.  The doctor who saw me at my 40 week appointment confirmed that I would be induced the following Thursday.  Well my due date, April 21, came and went.  I started to think I would have baby T on Easter.  Nope, that day came and went, too.  The following Tuesday I had another appointment with my midwife.  Still NO action!  I shed a tear or two as the induction was confirmed once again (I’ll blame it on pregnancy hormones).  The good news of the day, however, was that rather than getting an IV with the induction drug, I was going to take an oral drug.  I was really excited about that because part of the reason I didn’t want to be induced was due to the IV and the constraints that it can have while trying to give birth naturally.  I left feeling pretty relaxed about things.  God was in control and I was ultimately just praying for a healthy baby.  

Greg and I drove to the appointment together because I wasn’t driving due to my back pain.  Greg went to work after my appointment and my mom picked me up.  I shared the news with my mom and I just remember her saying that I really needed to pay attention to see if I was having contractions.  She said I most likely wouldn’t feel them in the beginning.  Okay, I thought, well I haven’t felt anything so I’m not having them!  We went to the farmer’s market later that morning and as we were there my mom felt my belly.  This wasn’t out of the ordinary.  She liked touching my belly and talking to baby T :)  But as she did, she said Amanda feel how hard your belly is.  I felt it and thought yea, it’s hard.  Then we waited and it went back to normal.  She said that’s a contraction!  Really, I thought?  This is what I wanted…to experience all of these things, so I began to pay closer attention.   I don’t remember how far apart the contractions were at that point, all I know is that they weren’t painful.   

Wednesday rolled around…I began receiving texts from people at work and friends, all wondering if baby T had arrived.  One more day I thought to myself.  My mom and I had plans to go to lunch that day.  We went to a cute place and I ate a big pesto chicken Panini.  My contractions were starting to get closer together, but I was still feeling good.  We headed off to the outlets.  There’s nothing like some good old retail therapy to distract a pregnant woman.  It seemed like everywhere I went someone asked when I was due.  I responded by saying a week ago, but I’m hoping to have the baby today!  I remember going into Coach (I left empty handed, in case you’re wondering) and two women working there started chatting baby stuff with me.  They tried to convince me right then and there to have my mom and other members of my family in the delivery room.  I love my family, but definitely didn’t want them in the delivery room.  That was reserved for just Greg and I.  My mom and I proceeded to Gap.  I looked at the baby stuff and bought a new lightweight robe I thought I might wear in the hospital (I didn’t).  My mom was still checking out when I thought, man these contractions are starting to get more intense.  I stepped outside and kind of walked that one off.  I now know that my mom sensed I was pretty tired so went were on our merry way.  My midwife told Greg and I to go out for dinner that night and try to relax before Thursday.  Since Greg worked until 7 and I was pretty wiped out, I opted to just make a big salad for dinner.  It was delicious – BBQ chicken, avocado and some ranch, just to name a few things.  The contractions seemed to get even more intense as I was making dinner.  Greg got home, we chatted about the day, but mainly about the next day!  Pretty soon it was time to get ready for bed.  Even though I had showered that morning I decided to shower again right before bed, just in case we went to the hospital in the middle of the night.  Everyone I had talked to said that it just felt good to be clean, so I decided to hop in the shower around 9:00 PM.  The contractions didn’t stop when I was in the shower or the rest of the night.  In fact, I didn’t sleep a wink!  I tried to lie down, but every time I had a contraction I had to get up to get my mind off of it.  I spent most of the night sitting on an exercise both, swaying from side to side.  I told Greg to just sleep because I knew the next day would be a big one.  He eventually fell asleep.  I did end up waking him at one point asking him to time the contractions because they were getting more intense.  Part of me thought we would go to the hospital before my 8:00 AM induction.  It turns out that they weren’t quite long enough or close enough together.  Morning rolled around and it was time for another shower.  I put on some comfy clothes (black pants and a black shirt to be exact) and my raincoat.  It was raining pretty hard when we left the house.  Greg packed the car and picked me up outside the front of our house.  We were on our way, but first we had to stop for a bagel.  Greg asked what I wanted for breakfast and all I could think about was carbs.  Carbs for energy!  Greg  grabbed me a toasted honey wheat bagel with butter.  It was SO good.  About 15 minutes later we arrived at the hospital.  Let the fun begin!  I’ll be back another day to share some more :)

One Month Old

Adalyn was ONE MONTH OLD on Saturday, 5/28. It's unbelievable, I just don't know where the last month went. Some days it feels like I was just coming home from the hospital and other days it seems as though Adalyn has been part of our life forever. We did take some pictures on Saturday and Sunday to capture how much Adalyn has grown in a month! Here are a few of my favorites. Which one is your favorite?

So big!

Pretty baby dancing!

Isn't she getting big?!

I love this one

Close up - blue eyes and blue diaper :) I'll share about cloth diapers in another post

We had a great weekend! Greg, Adalyn and I were able to spend all weekend together, which was really special. Greg even had off work for Memorial Day! Saturday we not only celebrated Adalyn's first month of life, but also our niece's first birthday. Blaire turned one year old on May 25! It's so fun to think that Blaire and Adalyn will be able to play together next year at this time - yay for cousins! We ended the weekend enjoying seafood at my parent's house. On Memorial Day, 4th of July and Labor day they often have get clams, shrimp and tuna. It was delicious!

I think my NEXT post will be Adalyn's birth story, unless something else pops in my head before then. Oh and correction on my last post, it says that I posted it on May 16, but that's actually the date that I started the post...I just finished it last Tuesday. I need to figure out how to fix that...I'll add it to the list! And I started this post on 5/31, but am posting it today, 6/4. I'm thoroughly confused but will figure it out.

Adalyn Faith

Miss Adalyn Faith Turner was born nearly a month ago! I know it's taken me a while to actually get on here and blog, but I promise to keep you as updated as possible over the next few weeks and months. I'm setting low goals these days because my priority is Adalyn, but I would like to blog at least once a month. Those posts will likely include a monthly picture to document her growth, so stay tuned!

Oh another thing, I'm not technologically savvy at all (actually I just get too distracted to focus on it) so trying to make my blog pretty is a work in progress. Bear with me! I told you I'd share some pregnancy pictures...so here they are. In no particular order...

Easter 2011 with my siblings - 3 days post due date

Easter with my hubby

About 39 weeks - heading out for a run with Greg

40 weeks and 1 day - after a yummy dinner with my parents

41 weeks - the day before Adalyn was born

These are only a few snapshots we took over the course of 40 weeks, but now that she's here I don't think posting pics of Adalyn in my belly is nearly as fun as posting pics of her out of the womb! We'll see, maybe on a rainy day, but for now you'll get to see lots of pictures of HER! Can't wait to share. Coming soon...I'll share with you about the day Adalyn was born. It was one of the BEST days of my life and I'm anxious to write down the details and share them with you. Just to give you a little sneak peak of what's to come, here's a picture that Greg snapped of me while I was in labor. It's so fun to look back on these and smile. For those of you who are thinking, seriously you took a picture while you were in labor? Yes, we did haha. Excited to share soon!

In labor - about 12:00 pm at this point