Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Noah is 3 months!

Our baby is growing up so fast! It still feels like he was just born, but yet at the same time it feels like we've had him forever. I don't want to forget anything (I already am starting to) so I want to record everything :)

Milestones: 
Since he was a few days old he would smile in his sleep and I just loved it. I thought he was dreaming about being in heaven again with all the angels but then I read that it's just a nerve reflex and they are not really smiling (way to burst my bubble!). But I think he started cooing at around 1 month old and started smiling (real, social smiles) at 6 weeks, which I guess almost every baby does the same thing. And at 2 months he really started babbling and smiling, and now he is just a little flirt. Whenever we talk and smile at him he just batts his eyes, smiles and makes cute sounds. Sometimes it even sounds like he is laughing a little, but I don't know if that's possible at this age? But it sure does sound like he is giggling. He loves when you kiss his neck and face, hehe. He has always been able to hold up his head very well, even when he was just barely born. For a while now he has been able to hold it up completely by himself without getting tired. He is getting better during tummy time, he is starting to push up on his hands and trying to roll from tummy to back. He sits up well if you give him a some back support. He is really good at pushing himself from a sitting position to a standing position and holding his weight up on his legs if you hold his arms or torso - this is from being in so much pain because he flexes his legs so much causing him to stand up!

Sleep:
At first we had him sleeping at night in his pack and play set up in our room. It was nice to be able to hear him breathing and know that he was okay. But I would put him in his crib in his room during day time naps so he would get used to sleeping in his crib as well. During the first 6 weeks I would wake him up to feed every 4 hours at night, so he would eat around 12:30 am and then around 4:30 am. When he was around 6 weeks old people kept asking me if he was sleeping through the night yet and I kept saying I didn't think I was allowed to let him sleep that long. When you leave the hospital they tell you not to let him sleep longer than 4 hours at night without feeding him so that's what I did. I started reading a book called On Becoming Baby Wise and it was saying how all babies (with some exceptions) should be able to sleep 7-8 hours between 7-9 weeks old. I got really excited about this because I really wanted a full nights sleep! When I talked to his doctor I asked her about this and if she thought it was okay to just let him sleep without waking him up at night and she said that he was old enough and we should just let him sleep. we did some sleep training and he started sleeping longer. We just took the pack and play out of our room last week and he is now sleeping in his crib at night. So far its working out well. I was nervous at first but his room is right next to ours and we keep both doors open. We just switched up his schedule a couple weeks ago so he is now going to sleep around 10:00 pm and waking up around 7:00 am. So he is sleeping about 9 hours, I love it! I don't want to let him sleep any longer right now to make sure we have enough time during the day to get enough feedings.

Feeding: 
This was our huge issue. When he was 2 weeks old he started spitting up and crying after almost every feeding. He would arch his back and cry and didn't want to lie down or anything. It was really, really hard. After a few weeks we took him to the doctor and she said it was just acid reflux and gave us some prescription medicine. I was really hesitant to give it to him but I didn't know what else to do, he was in so much pain! The medicine seemed like it was working for a few days but then he started acting up again. So we had to make sure after he was done eating to hold him up for 30 minutes and sometimes put him on his tummy to calm him down. I talked to my sister's mother-in-law who is an amazing woman and mother. She was so eager to help me and I am really grateful for that. She told me it was probably something I was eating, like dairy, beans or tomatoes. So I tried cutting out anything that I thought might be upsetting his tummy. I did this for a couple weeks and did not see any progress. Then she suggested Colic Calm, a homeopathic gripe water. I read great reviews about it online and felt like it would help. Sometimes it seemed to help a little but not that much. He got worse. I also had tried another type of gripe water that I got from my sister too. Same thing, hit and miss. But the problem now was that he would cry during a feeding, instead of just after. So after trying to feed him for 30 minutes then giving him something to calm his stomach down, he would sometimes fall asleep. Then he wasn't getting full feedings. So this didn't work. I also tried putting warm rice bags on his stomach, I tried tummy rub, feeding him in different positions - sometimes I even had to feed him while he was in sort of a standing position leaning over my chest while I leaned back.. it was not comfortable for either of us. I tried going off my prenatal pill for a while, I started taking a supplement called Zypan to help with digestion. He was also very gassy and sometimes it seemed like he had gas while he ate causing him pain. So I tried gas drops, and helping him release gas before feedings. I tried giving him a bottle with pumped milk and sometimes he would take it, sometimes he wouldn't. It seemed like nothing was working consistently so I never knew if he was going to have a good day/good feeding or a horrible one. This made it especially hard to feed him outside of my home because I never knew how he would be. I was just anxious for him to get over this and hoped it wouldn't last longer than a few more months. We were starting to get kind of used to it and just thought this was the way things were going to be but 2 weeks ago it got really bad! All of a sudden one day it was like every single feeding every day was horrible, he would eat for maybe 2 or 3 minutes, pull off and start crying and I couldn't get him back on. It had never been that consistently bad before. That whole week was really rough, I was worried he would start to lose weight. He was getting dehydrated. I tried giving him formula and he wouldn't take it. I took him to the doctor and she said everything was fine, no ear infections or anything. She checked his sucking with her finger and said he doesn't seem to suck like he should but wasn't concerned. I was really upset and didn't know what to do. I had a follow up appointment with my midwife that week at my Ob-gyn clinic and she said she didn't think we had thrush and couldn't really help us either. She did however give me a brochure for a lactation consultant and said it might be helpful. I met with her the next day and I am so happy I did! She was really great, within a couple minutes she found out that Noah was tongue tied! She said that this was the culprit of all the issues he was having. I actually felt relieved! She referred me to an oral surgeon in Park City. We took him that day and he cut his frenulum - little piece of skin under tongue that was too tight. Poor little guy. This whole time he was getting so frustrated while eating because he couldn't suck properly. And since he couldn't suck properly he was swallowing so much air and causing him more gas and pain. And also causing ME physical pain! And distress! The procedure wasn't bad at all, he was fussy that night but the next day he seemed fine. But since he is so old now (as opposed to just born) it could take him a while to learn how to suck differently now. So I'm being patient and I have faith! It has been a little over a week and Sunday was the first day that he didn't cry at any feedings!!! Yay! I actually was able to stay for all of church for the first time since he was born! I realllllyy, really, really hope this makes a huge difference! It seems like it is helping and I can tell he is sucking better. This week has been really good so far :)

Here is some info on tongue tie (Ankyloglossia):

http://kellymom.com/health/baby-health/bfhelp-tonguetie/
http://www.lalecheleague.org/llleaderweb/lv/lvaprmay02p27.html

It's more common than you would think. It's actually hereditary. Afterwards we found out that Derek's uncle and grandma were both tongue tied too! I guess some doctors are against fixing the problem and think it's unnecessary. Many doctors don't even know much about it. Some people may think it's wrong to do the frenulectomy but I strongly disagree if it's creating problems. He's in pain, I'm in pain, it could cause dental and speech problems, and it could have caused me to give up the most beneficial thing for his health - breastfeeding!

Naps/Routine:
I have him on a routine of eat, wake-time then nap. We do this all day. His feedings are scheduled but flexible. Hunger always comes first, if he is hungry before his next scheduled feeding then I feed him early but that doesn't happen often, he stays on his schedule pretty well. He is eating about 6 times a day right now and usually has 5 naps. Since he is sleeping so long at night, for now I am still feeding him about every 3 hours (sometimes 2.5 hrs) to make sure he gets enough calories. His naps are usually 1-2 hours long. Besides feeding, the only other thing that I struggle with is taking him places when it's his nap time. Obviously I never do it intentionally, but for example if there is a family get-together or at church or something that lasts longer than a couple hours then it becomes a challenge. When he was really young he could just fall asleep anywhere, any time. Now that is he a little older, it's harder for him to fall asleep when there is a lot going on around him and when he is not swaddled in his crib. He gets fussy when he is tired, and gets over-stimulated easily. This makes it difficult for him to just fall asleep. But as he gets older and needs less sleep, I know this will be easier to overcome. Oh yeah and for a while he was kicking himself out of his swaddle blanket at every nap! It was annoying. He kicks his legs a lot. There were a couple mornings when we woke up and saw that he had worked his way completely out of the blanket. Little Houdini! I didn't want lose blankets in his bed. At the time we were using the Miracle Blanket, which we loved at first. He just grew out of it quicker than we thought he would. Since you just tucked in his legs in a pocket-like thing, it was really easy to kick out of once he got bigger. Now we use the Dream Swaddle because it has a zipper so he can't kick his way out!

Just Noah:
It's funny how easily you forget little things they used to do. The other day Derek and I were like remember when he used to do this, and this. For example he used to squeal ALL the time! He doesn't really do it anymore :( It was so funny, whenever he would wake up or stretch, he would make this high pitched squealing sound! I called him mousy but Derek said it sounded like a car "peeling out" haha. He still stretches a lot! But I don't think he stretches his head as much as he used to. Before, whenever I would wake him up to eat, it would take him soo long to stop stretching and actually be ready to eat. There was a couple weeks where I had to wake him up like 15 minutes early to give him enough time to stretch and he still would need more time! Or there were days where he would just be too tired to eat, so I would have to let him sleep longer and try again, and he just could not wake up, maybe they were growth spurts or something. He used to make the funniest faces when he would stretch too, Derek and I would just laugh and laugh because he looked so funny! He is still a little farty pants though. He has so much gas! And when he poops it's REALLY loud, and funny. But not so funny when it gets all over you (well kind of). This happened twice last week because we were using Huggies Diapers. They suck! His poop just runs right out the sides! We definitely like Pampers better. Everyone says he looks worried or mad all the time but I think that he's just curious. But he does look worried, it's funny, I used to make the same face. He has my brown eyes for sure. Mine used to be big like his too. He is actually a pretty happy and easy baby in between feedings. He really only has a hard time when he's eating, and sometimes cries when he's put down for a nap. At this point, it's really rare that he cries for no apparent reason, I almost always know why he's upset.

Thoughts:
I am so lucky to be able to stay home with my son. We were planning on having me go back to work at Cobble Creek part time for a while but we both strongly felt that I should stay home. And it ended up working out financially. Derek has such a great job and a wonderful, caring boss. I am really, really grateful for his job. It is perfect for our life right now. When we first got married he was looking for a different job because we needed more money but we are both so happy that he stayed at Sky Satellite. I mean things are definitely not like they used to be when I was also working, but it's so worth it to be able to spend every moment with Noah. Lately I feel so bad and guilty because with the transition I find myself thinking about everything I want that I don't have. I think about the clothes I wish I had, or how I wish my house was the way I would want it to be, or vacations I wish I could take etc. But then I feel SO ungrateful and horrible because I am extremely blessed to even have a house, or to even have clothes and shoes, and food, and a healthy family, and to be able to be a stay at home mom. We are truly blessed to live in a free country and to have so many opportunities and to have the technology we have, and especially to have everything so convenient for us. It's so easy to forget how blessed we are because we have so much. I really need to work on being humble and not caring about worldly things. In the end all these material things don't matter, what matters is our family and who we have become in this life.








3 months old

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Two years already!

Happy Anniversary to my love. I wanted to write something special. Here are just 15 of the many reasons why I love my husband.

1. He has the most kind heart. When I first met him I remember thinking, "He is too nice!" I had never met anyone as nice as him before. It took some getting used to.
2. He is a great daddy and loves his son so much! He always talks about things he wants to do with Noah when he gets older and things he wants to teach him.
3. He is thoughtful to everyone around him, even strangers. He is always holding the door for people everywhere we go.
4. He makes me want to be a better person with his good example.
5. It's so easy and natural for him to be happy every day, something that I have struggled with my whole life.
6. He loves his family so much, not just Noah and I, but his immediate and extended family. If it were up to him we would have a family game night every night of the week.
7. He can fix things! It's so nice having a handy man around the house.
8. He loves to relax and watch movies as much as I do :)
9. He never complains. He is the opposite of high maintenance. This is something I admire because I go crazy if things aren't a certain way.
10. He is grateful for what he has and for the life he's been given.
11. He has a testimony of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.
12. He knows the importance of going to the temple regularly and enjoys going.
13. He is very forgiving.
14. He also loves Christmas as much as I do.. which is a lot!
15. He loves me unconditionally, even with all my flaws. He doesn't judge me for my mistakes and weaknesses, he accepts me for who I am. He always has.

Thank you for being a wonderful husband and friend. I love you with all my heart, Derek. I can't wait to spend the rest of our lives together and continue to produce cute babies :)

June 4, 2011 <3

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Welcome to the world, little Finch!

The last couple of months of my pregnancy were still pretty enjoyable. I would say the last 3 weeks or so were not very comfortable during the night but during the day I felt great. At night I would get pains throughout my abdomen area, which now I know some of those pains were practice contractions. But also pains from fetal movement, he was so strong and it hurt!

My due date was Wednesday, April 10th. I honestly didn't think he was ever going to come out! I didn't really feel like I was at the end of my pregnancy, and I just couldn't see myself going into labor any time soon.. I guess it just didn't feel real. At my 39 weeks appointment, my midwife checked me and I was only at 1 cm dilated. She separated the membranes and said that should help things get going. She thought I'd at least make it to my due date. But I thought he was not going to come until the weekend after my due date or maybe even later. I really thought I was going to be one of those women days past their due date trying to do everything in the book to get this baby out! I was already making plans of what I was going to have to do. My brother in law is a chiropractor, and I went to see him that week. He just started doing acupuncture as well and he said there is a pressure point that is supposed to trigger labor. I told him that if I don't go into labor that week, I would be coming to see him again to put that to the test!

That week Derek and I went for a short walk almost every night. After we watched conference on Sunday we went and walked around Sugarhouse Park one time. That day I felt like the baby was a lot lower than usual. That night was not fun. I was waking up very often with pains. But they seemed to be more often than usual. We started timing them since I was sleeping, I didn't really know how long I was sleeping for before another pain came. They were about 8 minutes apart. I thought maybe they could be contractions but I didn't know. It was early morning and I just ended up getting out of bed because I couldn't get any sleep since they were so close together. Usually when I had pains at night they would go away once I was up and moving around. This time they didn't. They actually got closer together, around 5 minutes apart. So I knew they were most likely contractions. I decided I would still go to work and just see how the day went. Once I got to work they actually slowed down. They were about every 20-25 minutes. So I thought maybe it was just false labor since they weren't very consistent and it would still be a few days. Around lunch they got worse and were now 5 minutes apart again. The pain was also getting more intense. I didn't want to leave so I stayed at work as long as I could. But by around 3:00 the pain was so bad that if I had a contraction while I was on the phone or helping a resident I couldn't listen to what they were saying and couldn't move! So I left and went to my sister's house. Derek came and met me there.

We stayed at Jessie's for a while then we went and got some Iceberg :) By that point I didn't think I could drive all the way home. Luckily, the hospital was right by Iceberg, so we had to drop my car off there and then we drove home together in Derek's car. I wanted to stay at home as long as possible. So we just watched movies and tried to relax. We were going to go for another walk but when the contractions came they hurt so bad I didn't want to be standing outside while having one. After a while I couldn't take the pain and I wanted to get in a jacuzzi tub which I don't have and the hospital does have!

We arrived at St. Mark's hospital around 8:00 PM. I was only at 3 cm dilated. I kept telling Derek, I don't think I can do this!!! If I was only at 3 cm, how was I supposed to handle getting up to 10! I wanted to try to do a natural birth (which I knew I wouldn't be able to do but I wanted to at least try!) but at this point I knew 100% there was no way. I didn't do any hypnobirthing or lamaze classes or anything like that so I wasn't prepared anyways. I still wanted to wait as long as possible to get my epidural though because I was NOT looking forward to that even though it was going to take away the pain. First of all I hate needles, but that wasn't even the scariest part, I absolutely hate being numb and was scared of feeling claustrophobic with the bottom half of my body being completely numb!

The baby was head down but he was still posterior (facing out instead of facing my back). This caused me to have back labor! I think if I didn't have back labor, the contractions would have been a lot less painful. My contractions were in my back! And my thighs! That was what made it bad for me. I went in the jacuzzi for a while and thought that was really going to help with contractions but it didn't live up to my expectations.

I sort of lost track of time during the whole thing, I wish I noted what happened at what time better. So I don't really know exactly what time or how long it was since we were at the hospital before I got my epidural. I think it was just a few hours. My sister and my mom came and stayed at the hospital for a while when we first got there. It was still early in my labor so we said we would call them when we got closer because it was still going to be a while and it was late at night. But they were there to witness me getting an IV which was like listening to a horror movie. Jessie actually recorded it and it sounds like I am getting tortured! THAT WAS THE WORST PART! The whole time I was pregnant, the main thing I was scared of for labor was first, the IV and second, the epidural. That's why I wanted to do a natural birth, because to me, the pain sounded a lot more tolerable than those things! I was having basically a panic attack before I got my IV. And to make it worse, the nurse seemed pretty new, and had to do it twice because it didn't work the first time! Okay maybe I made her more nervous by how scared I was, but still. They had to call a better nurse in to do it because she couldn't get it. I had huge bruises on both my arms for 2 weeks after I got home from the hospital. After that, the epidural was a cake walk. But I did not enjoy my legs and butt feeling like they weighed 1000 pounds.

My midwife was planning on breaking my water after I got the epidural. While they were waiting for it to completely kick in, my water broke on it's own. It was actually the funniest thing. I told Derek and Jessie, I was feeling a cramp and then all of a sudden I heard a "pop" followed by a gushing, spraying sound. It was the weirdest feeling ever! I told them I think that was my water breaking. My sister said "Or it could have been diarrhea!" hahah. That scared me! I didn't want diarrhea all over me, how embarrassing! My midwife checked and luckily, it was just my water!

At this point I was feeling much better so I decided I should try to get some sleep since it was past my bed time and I was really tired. I think I was only sleeping for about a half an hour when my midwife woke me up. She said that she had been monitoring the baby's heartbeat for an hour and after each contraction, it's dipping down dangerously low. She said they're not sure why, it could be that the cord was wrapped around his neck or that the placenta wasn't providing enough oxygen. She said if I was almost to 10 cm it wouldn't be as scary but since I was only at a 6 and seeing how slow I was progressing since he was still posterior, it's too dangerous to continue this way. She said she thinks it's best for me to have an emergency c-section. I was SO mad! Everyone says this but I was not expecting that at all! My mom nor my sister ever had c-sections and I never thought I would need one either. Everything was going so well, I was dilating good, I was 100% effaced, baby was head down, my water broke, I already got the epidural... this was not what I wanted to hear. She called a doctor in and they were both explaining to me what exactly was happening and why they think it's best. I don't even think I was listening to them very well, I was just so upset, I had nothing to say to them. They said that there was someone else in front of me that had a footling breached baby which was more of an emergency. They were going to figure out what was going on with them and they would check back with me once they knew when I would be able to go into the OR room but it would be soon.

I told Derek it was a conspiracy! I said they must have to have a certain amount of C-sections in the day and maybe they didn't meet the quota so they think since his heart rate is dipping down, I would be the best candidate there that "needs" a c-section. Derek thought I was crazy. I was really, really upset. I prayed so hard that I would dilate asap! I just really longed for that moment when your baby is born and they instantly place him on you and you can have skin to skin contact. I was also terrified of having a surgery like that while being awake! And I didn't want to take longer to heal, stay longer at the hospital etc.

About 20 minutes later, our midwife returned. She said she would check me just to see if I progressed at all. I think Heavenly Father really knows me because I went from a 6 to 9 1/2! I can't express how happy and relieved I was! She said if I wanted to deliver vaginally we were going to have to get him out quick. I was a little worried because I couldn't feel a thing and didn't know how I would be able to push. But somehow I did. And I did really good! I thought this would be the hardest part, but it was easy! I had a mirror so I think that really helped because I could see what I was doing. Within minutes, we could already see his head. She said we were going to have a baby right now! I think I was pushing for 10 minutes, maybe between 3 contractions and he came out! It happened so fast it was hard to take it all in. The moment I saw him as they placed him on my chest was amazing! I wish I could re-live it. He was so tiny and precious! He weighed 6 pounds 9.5 ounces and was 19 inches long. It was 3:03 AM on April 9th. It truly was such a special moment for us!

We stayed at the hospital for two nights. It took us a couple days to name him. We were stuck between Noah and Beckham. I didn't feel completely right about Beckham so we finally decided on Noah. We chose Michael as his middle name, after Derek's dad. Michael is also Derek's middle name. Breastfeeding was a challenge! The first day went okay because he wasn't that hungry but the second day was stressful because he was getting hungrier and it just was not working. I was really frustrated and sad because I didn't think I would be able to breastfeed him. I didn't want to go home because then I wouldn't have anyone to help me. But once we got home, each day got a little easier. We were both getting the hang of it.

The first night home was scary for Derek and I. Our first night as parents on our own. Noah actually had a rough night, and cried quite a bit. But after that night he has been pretty good and only wakes up twice during the night. Well he actually doesn't really wake up, he just starts grunting or making little sounds around the same time each night and that's when I'll get him up to feed him. The hard part is getting him back to sleep. He takes a while to burp so by the time I change his diaper, feed him, burp him, change him again and burp him more if he seems fussy, then swaddle him and get him back to sleep it usually takes at least an hour to and hour and half. But Derek is a good helper when I need him.

Noah is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I can't imagine life without him. It's weird to think that just over 3 weeks ago we didn't have him here with us. I am so happy and excited to be a mom, and Derek loves being a daddy. When Noah was first born, I didn't think he looked like either of us. But the next day he looked a lot like Derek. And lately I think he looks a little like me when I was a baby. Everyone comments on his skin color. They say he has an olive skin tone. I wonder if it will last. And he has some hair! Yay! I thought he was going to be bald like me when I was born. It's crazy how fast they change and grow. He already looks so different from when we took him home. We just love him and can't get enough of him! But even though we have him here now, I still miss being pregnant! Too bad I can't have both :)


Some photos from the hospital..

Excited to meet my baby boy! 






Meeting daddy!


Our little family


First few days home..

Little smile




Spending time with daddy


His favorite stretching face


Meeting Sophia

                                                                    Meeting Elijah

Favorites from Newborn session taken at our home - 3 days old..

















Sunday, February 10, 2013

2013 is looking good!

I am so behind on my blog! There are not enough hours in a day for me to do everything that I want to do. But it is what it is. So a lot has happened since I last blogged. It would take me hours to go over everything, so I'll do my best.

First of all, we closed on our house.. YAY! I think we closed around December 7th. It was a busy month with the house project and the holidays in the mix of it all. But it was nice that the semester was ending so Derek didn't have school. He was able to take a week and a half off from work and do some things on the house with help from his brother, Dustin. After he went back to work it took a lot longer to get things done since we could only work at night and Saturdays. It took about a month to get the upstairs ready. We did some electrical work, re-finished all the hardwood floors, painted every room, every base board, all the trim etc. and did many little things here and there. The house really didn't need that much work in the upstairs, but you'd be surprised how long all of these little cosmetics things take. We haven't started on the basement at all yet. That will be a completely different project. The basement is only partially finished for now. It has 2 potential bedrooms down there that were recently done (well, half done). We want to add a family room, second bathroom and a storage/laundry room. But I'm being patient with that. But I would just like to point out how hard it is to get window treatments for a whole house! Geez, I think that was the most stressful part for me, haha. I'm still not completely done with that either. I've also been having a hard time finding wallpaper for the hall so our hall still looks scary. We are still organizing and doing little things when we have the time. But it's a little hard when I work a lot of Saturdays and only have a couple hours each night after work and most of the time want to spend those hours relaxing. AND when I am 7 months pregnant and trying to get ready to bring a baby into this world. So, things are moving but moving slowly :) I took some quick photos when we were done most of the painting but I will take better ones once it looks more put together. We got a lot of help on the house from our family and friends that we are really grateful for. It took us a long time to get a home for our family, but we were determined and it finally happened. We aren't in our dream neighborhood or the area we originally wanted to stay in but we just feel very blessed to have a humble home and to have a place where we can raise our children in. 

Here are just a few photos..

Before: Living/Dining Room
(If the paint job wasn't so messy, it wouldn't have been bad but I really wanted light gray walls)

Before: Living/Dining Room 
(I should have taken close ups of the baseboards - yuck.)

After: Living/Dining Room 

After: Living/Dining Room
(We had to put the chandelier higher up for now until we get a new table - our table is really high. I want to do a stencil on the darker gray wall when I find the perfect one)

Before: Master Bedroom
(Bright neon green walls and brown ceiling and baseboards... interesting combo)

Before: Master Bedroom


After: Master Bedroom
(The photo is a little blurry, I chose a purpley-gray color for our room)

After: Master Bedroom
(don't mind Derek's butt)


Now that we are settled in, we started getting the nursery ready. All of a sudden it was like "Oh my gosh our baby is going to be here in 10 weeks!". So we got the crib and glider set up in his room. We bought his car seat and stroller.. we are making progress! We are still struggling with a name for him though. I just haven't heard any new name that I'm like OOooo I like. I just keep hearing the same names over and over again and nothing sounds special to me. I have always liked the name Noah. That's the only name I know for sure that I love. But as I've said before, I don't want him to be one of several Noah's in his class or church or wherever. To me, when a name is too popular it loses it "spark", I don't know maybe I'm weird. But that's really the only name I love so far. For a boy at least. And I personally don't know any Noah's but if you look at any baby list, it's usually in the top 5 or top 10 popular boy names. Lame. But we'll see, maybe when he's born he'll look so much like a Noah that it won't matter to me anymore. 

Baby Finch at 22 weeks

Anyways, pregnancy has continued to be.. pretty.. blissful.... :) I'm sorry to anyone who has had a rough pregnancy. I'm sorry, don't hate me but I love it! I will probably be one of those girls who misses being pregnant after their baby is born. I will be 32 weeks in a couple days and I still feel really good. I'm just barely starting to feel not as comfortable when I sleep but it's not bad at all (yet, right?). I'm sure in a month or so I might feel different. But hey, if pregnancy is only uncomfortable for the last month then I'm not complaining! Baby has been moving a lot! Sometimes it's very strong and it startles me and then I startle Derek by my reaction, haha. I love watching my belly move around from him squirming so much. It's pretty good entertainment. I started exercising again last week and boy I am weak. I hadn't been exercising as much the last 2 months being so busy with the house and moving. But I know it's important so I am going to do my best these last 8 weeks or so without pushing myself too hard. It's really crazy how fast time is going! Baby will be here before we know it! Oh and remember I said I was turned off by sweets and chocolate, yeah that didn't last too long. But at least I haven't really been having any crazy cravings.

Some photos of my progression..

12 Weeks


20 Weeks


25 Weeks

30 Weeks



Have you seen the Friends episode where Phoebe is in labor and Joey all of a sudden has kidney stones? We kind of had our own little version of that. Well, not exactly. Last week Derek had to go to the emergency room for kidney stones! He got to work and they were in a morning meeting. He felt some strong pains and had to leave the room. Then it got so bad that he couldn't even talk so they rushed him to the hospital. I got a call saying that he was in the hospital and they think that he has kidney stones. First I was really scared and confused. I was like what the heck he was fine just an hour ago when I saw him. It was the weirdest thing! It felt unreal. I had just walked in the door at work and was not expecting that at all. I was able to leave and go to the hospital. I was so worried about him :(  He wasn't in much pain when I got there because they gave him some meds. They did some tests and found that he was passing a kidney stone in his right kidney that was causing him so much pain. I guess the most painful part is when it's passing from the kidney to the bladder. I guess once it gets to the bladder it doesn't hurt anymore and it doesn't hurt coming out from there. They told him it could be a few days before he completely passed it. They also told him that he has another one in his left kidney that hasn't started to come down yet. It could be weeks, months, it could be years before it starts to come down. So the good thing is that if he feels that pain again at least he'll know what it is and he won't think he's dying. The bad thing is that he knows he's going to have to go through that pain again. They say it's as bad as childbirth! So I don't know if God just wanted him to have more sympathy for me when I'm in labor or what! But he is okay now. Luckily with the help of pain medication he wasn't in too much pain the following few days. And it completely passed about 3 days after he went into the ER. What a relief. Another good thing from this is that it motivated him to wanting to eat healthier and drink more water. He hasn't drank any pop since then, which makes me happy, but we'll see how long this lasts. I'm happy that he is okay and it was just kidney stones and not something more serious.