My Sweet Little Guy

So John Kenney was born August 26, 2014 at 5:36 p.m. weighing 6 lbs 1 oz.  He just came out so relaxed and stayed that way for a while.  When he finally did cry the NICU crew that was there cleaned him and declared that he was perfectly healthy.  The NICU people were there because Kenney was supposed to be 'small for gestational age' and early.  Even though he was early he was technically still 'full term'.  He was also a whole pound bigger than what they thought he was going to be.  So he was fine.  Later, my Mom and Dad and Auntie Em and William came in.  They brought a delicious chocolate cake and we celebrated Kenney's birthday.
William was in love with him from the first moment he saw him.  He is always trying to share his Teddy and his cars with baby Kenney.  He shares his cars by lining them on top of Kenney's tummy.  It's pretty cute.  Kenney gets a lot of kisses on top of his head, and I'm pretty surprised by how gentle William is... naturally.  It's been nice not to have to keep hounding him about being 'soft'.  What a good big brother.
The latest on Kenney is his smiles!  I've gotten one or two this week.  It is so fun!  What a sweetheart!

September Pictures

Welcome October

October came in nice and chilly!  It's been beautiful.  I still haven't gotten out my fall clothes though.  I need to do that ASAP because it's cold and I need warm clothes.  And... William is starting to wear shoes!  Awesome.  My child doesn't look homeless anymore.
Well, this last week end was a wonderful one.  We did John Kenney's baby blessing.  We did it at my parents ward because Karissa gave her homecoming.  The blessing was beautiful and we had so much family there!  It was so sweet to see them all.  We are so luck to have such wonderful family!
Well, to finish the birth story.  The midwife rushed in and was going to help me because the doctor wasn't there yet.  Five minutes later the doctor rushed in and took one look at the baby's heart monitor and said, "how long has the heart rate been down?"  "About a minute"  He looked at me, "Sorry, I'm going to have to cute you, we need to get the baby out.  I don't have time to numb you."  "Okay," honestly I didn't care by that point.  He clipped me, I didn't really feel it there was too much pressure down there already.  I just heard it (it sounds super weird).  Then one big push later he was out!!!!

First Day of Autumn

First Day of Autumn.  We made pumpkin bars and put up fall decorations.  Hooray for Autumn!
To continue the story:
Finally I called Thomas, "where are you?!"  He had gone to best buy to look at laptops!  What!  He finally made it back to the hospital about 4:15.  We spent the next hour with me squeezing Thomas' hand every time I had a contraction and begging him to come up with things to tell me that would distract me. By 5:15 I thought I was going to die!  Thinking that I had another hour or two to endure I called in the nurse.  "I want an epidural, hurry!"  She checked me and I was dilated to an 8.  She said, "Well, I'll call him but I doubt that he'd be able to get it in before you have the baby... I 'll go call the anesthesiologist and the doctor while I'm at it.  I bet your pretty close."  She went and called them and about 5 minutes later walked in and said, "I called them they are on their way."  I nodded then all of the sudden I felt like I was being split in two down below.  "AAHHH!!  He's coming out!!!" I yelled!  The nurse frantically called in the whole staff.  We had the on call midwife, the NICU staff (because Kenney was supposedly a Small For Gestational Age baby), and my nurse all rush in.  Everything happened so fast, they got everything ready while I was groaning or yelling (I have no idea what sound I was making... the next day my throat hurt though) and pushing as hard as I could.  The nurse said to me, "Don't push!  The doctor isn't here yet!"  I looked at her in a panic, "I HAVE to push!  I can't not push!"  "Okay, okay, just push then," she said.

Too tired to be alive!

This morning when I woke up the first thought that came to my mind was, "I'm too tired to be alive!"  Ha ha... Both kids woke up at the exact same time and I seriously considered letting them just cry for another 15 minutes while I took a snooze.  Wow, I was tired.  My problem is I have a really hard time falling back asleep after the baby wakes up to eat.  So if he wakes up every 2 hours, it takes 20 minutes ish to feed him and then another hour for me to fall back asleep.  So I think between feedings I get about 1/2 hour to sleep totaling about 4 hours each night.  Last night, Kenney decided to be awake from 3-5.  Luckily, Thomas was willing to be up with him that whole time!  Then Thomas took off to go work out at the gym.  I don't even know how he is still on his feet right now.
Well, to finish the story from yesterday.  So after arranging everything to go to the hospital, including packing my bags, making sure William could stay with my parents, and of course a nice shower and getting all spiced up (I figured it was the last time I would feel human again for a while... let's be honest the first 3 months of a baby's life the mom feels like a zombie), we headed.  They started me on pitocin at 2:00 p.m.  Thomas took off to go get me a book and to gather other last minute things we hadn't thought of.  By 4 p.m. the contractions were getting very uncomfortable and Thomas still hadn't returned...
Okay, hopefully this story will finish up tomorrow!