My Cute Boys

Okay, so this morning before my doctor's appointment (updated post below) I was ironing in the front room, and Jace had to go potty. Nixon started following him into the bathroom so Jace said (in his cutest mommy voice) "Do you want to come with me Bud?" I love when he talks in his high pitched sweet voice like that. Anyway, they were in there for quite a while just chatting away, and I got to listen. Jace used his sweet voice the whole time, and kept calling him bud and buddy. Then I hear Nixon say, "Wha Dat?" and Jace says (still talking sweetly), "Oh those were just some little farts, I'm going poo." Ah, do I have the cutest, sweetest boys or what? I can't wait to have a little girl in the house with me who doesn't burp, fart, poo, or talk about any of the above. (that is true isn't it?)

The Latest...

So I went in today, hoping to talk my doctor into inducing me this Friday (yeah, I know, wishful thinking) and walked out with an induction date a week later than we had talked about! How did that happen, you ask. Well, you see, my doctor forgot that next week is Spring Break for her kids, and she would rather spend time with them at home than a few hours with me! So last week, when I asked if she would take me a week early, and she quickly responded with, "Oh yeah, I was thinking more like 2 weeks early." She obviously wasn't thinking about Spring Break. I guess its a good thing. Every time we do the non stress tests the baby is great. She did an ultrasound again today (still a girl) and there is plenty of amniotic fluid, and she looks great. I guess I can be unselfish and let her lungs develop a little more. She asked if I wanted to go on the 13th or 14th, and just so that she won't ever have a birthday on Friday the 13th (lame, I know) I chose the 14th. So Wednesday April 14th it is. That is of course unless she decides to make her own early entrance. (I can still hope can't I?) This gives us a little more time to decide on a name (aaaaaahhhhhh!), maybe get her nursery ready (doubt it), and she'll only be 10 days old when my mom gets here, instead of 3 weeks! Anyway, that's the latest. I have to go in next week for more testing. I'll post, if anything changes!

Good News, Bad News

I had my regularly scheduled appointment with my doctor today, and surprise surprise, she had no idea about my hospital visit on Sunday. She was out of town, and when she got back in, she called the hospital to see if anyone had gone in, and they said no. Anyway, not a big deal I guess. I told her what happened, so she did the usual - checked the baby's heart rate, checked my urine, weighed me (and gasped, jk) - and then checked to see if I had dilated any further (no), and did the strep test (that's a fun one). Anyway, I am supposed to go in weekly from here on out, and she was originally going to make me have an ultrasound next week to see if the placenta had moved, but because of the bleeding, she asked if I could come back in at 1:00 for an ultrasound, this was at noon. So I took the boys to McDonald's and let them play for an hour, and then headed back up. The baby (who is still a girl, yes I made her check AGAIN!) looks great, plenty of amniotic fluid, heart beating, yada yada, and my placenta has completely moved out of the way of my cervix! I was so thrilled to hear that! That means no c-section (unless something else goes wrong). We went out and gave my doctor the good news, but now she is more concerned because she was sure that the low-lying placenta is what had caused me to start bleeding. And it still could have been low on Sunday, and moved since then, so it could have been the reason, but she doesn't know, so she wants me to come in on Friday for a NST (non-stress-test) to make sure all is well. I guess they will just monitor the baby and my contractions for a half hour or so. Then I go in next Tuesday for my normal appointment. I am supposed to take it "very easy" for the next little while, so sorry boys, you are on your own! I'll be in bed the next 5 weeks! Okay, so I'm not really sure what "very easy" means, but I assume I still have to feed my kids, and keep the house in one piece, so hopefully that won't affect anything. Anyway, I can still feel her kicking like crazy, so I haven't been too worried, but I hope I'm not too unconcerned. I am supposed to go to the hospital immediately if I bleed again, or start having contractions. Its always so comforting when your doctor tells you stuff like that while looking and sounding nervous herself. Anyway, I'll try to keep you all posted - if you care! And thanks to everyone for being so willing to offer help! I have the best friends and family!

A Little Scare

So yesterday, just as I was about to take a nap, I felt like my water broke and when I looked down on the bed it was blood. I ran to the bathroom, and made Jace go wake up Brock from his Sunday afternoon nap to get ready to go to the hospital. I have to admit, I was so so scared. I am 35 weeks, so I'm sure the baby would be just fine if I did have to deliver, but seeing blood just made me really nervous. We dropped the boys off at Brock's parent's house and were on our way. When we got there, the nurse hooked me up to the monitors, and the baby's heart rate was perfect, my blood pressure was great, and all seemed to be okay, besides the bleeding, which hadn't completely stopped, and the contractions that were about every 2 minutes. My doctor was off (of course) and the doctor on call was delivering a baby a couple of doors down, so we just had to wait. As I laid there, I couldn't help but to think of my sweet friend Talitha, who just 4 or 5 months ago lost her baby at 35 weeks. I was still pretty scared. I called a few people, including my parents who were about to leave for work (they are 14 hours ahead of us in Malaysia) just to let them know what was going on. I couldn't help but think that just the day before I had finally given in and gone shopping for this little one (a stroller, new diaper genie, lots of the cutest clothes you've ever seen...etc) and I had jinxed myself. I realized that other than that shopping, we have done NOTHING for this little one. We don't even have a name! The nursery is still blue, oh, and there is still a little boy living in it. We haven't moved Nixon to Jace's room. We haven't even gotten the baby car seat out, the pack and play that she will be in for the first little while, nothing. I started to get kind of stressed. This is all probably why I was having contractions when I got there. Anyway, the doctor came in after about an hour and a half and checked me. I am dilated to a 2, but only about 30 or 40% effaced, so he wasn't too worried. He said that because of my low-lying placenta, bleeding is pretty normal. I should go in if I bleed again, just to make sure everything is okay, but he wasn't too worried. He made me stay another half hour to make sure the contractions didn't come back, and said to take it easy (whatever that means) for the next couple of days until I could talk to my doctor. I have been feeling a little crampy, and some pressure today, but I think everything is good for now. I will talk to my doctor at my appointment tomorrow and see what she thinks. I had Brock give me a blessing yesterday, and I have just seen such an outpouring of kindness and generosity already. My mother-in-law and sister-in-law both offered to watch the boys today, Julia called to see if she could do anything, one neighbor called to see if she could take the boys or bring us dinner, while another called to see if we needed lunch, and another asked if she could watch the boys. I am just so grateful to be surrounded by such wonderful people. I know that everything is going to be okay, and while I hope this little girl stays put for at least a couple more weeks, I feel comfort in knowing that if she does make her appearance earlier than that, everything will be okay. Thanks to everyone who has offered help, or kind words, and I will keep you posted!

February Service Project

My parents "challenged" all of their kids families to do a service project once a month as a family. This month we sat down with the boys (Nixon didn't really understand) and explained to them that there are little boys and girls that don't have toys like they do. And since we have lots and lots of toys, we are going to share some of our toys with those other kids. They didn't put up a fight as we sifted through their millions of toys and put the less used ones in a bag for D.I.. We are thankful for all that we have, and that we are able to share what we have with others.

Nixon is 2!!

Nixon is still teeny tiny. I guess he got my genes on that one. Hopefully he'll have some sort of growth spurt in his life! Today, at his 2 year check-up he weighed 22 lb. 4 oz. (less than 5%), he was 33" long (20%), and his head circumference was 18.5" (10%). He is growing, but not very quickly!

We had two celebrations this year for Nixon starting on Sunday, his birthday, with a family party opening presents and having cupcakes and icecream. We have such a great family on both sides, and we thank everyone for coming! Nixon had so much fun. (I got spoiled too, since my birthday was just the Monday before, but this party was for Nixon.)

A Keddington tradition is to hang balloons for how old you are. This may have been Nixon's favorite present.

Here he is opening presents. Yes, Jace is picking his nose. Its the only "present opening" picture I got, so too bad. He also loved this huge Nemo balloon from Aunt Brenda.

Here is my attempt at an alligator. Nixon kept saying "My agater! My fav-wit!" It was really cute. I also made some lemon blueberry cupcakes for the adults. They were really yummy.

Then Monday, right before we left the house to pick Jace up from preschool Nixon was running to me, tripped a little to close to the wall, and SLAM! I promise I took these pictures after I had hugged him, and comforted him, and he was all better. He started crying again though when I asked him to look at the camera. I swear I didn't hear the slam and immediately think "Photo-Op!" It was awful, and now its yellow and green and blue. Lovely.

Then, Monday night we invited Nixon's cousins (that don't live in St. George) to come play at Kangaroo Zoo. There is one right by our house, and the kids had lots of fun. They had pizza, and drinks, and ran and jumped, and played. Lets just say the boys slept well that night! They slept from like 10:00 to 9:45! Not that they aren't always good sleepers, but they usually wake up around 8:30.

We are so grateful to have this happy little boy, oh, sorry Jace, BIG BOY in our lives. Jace says that now that Nixon is 2, he is a big boy. He is so easy-going, and melts our hearts when he says, "I you you, mommy (or daddy, or whomever he loves. You you means love you!) He has really become quite the talker, and can and does say everything. His favorite movie right now is Butt Year (Buzz Lightyear, Toy Story II), and he wants to watch it constantly. He loves to have stories read to him, and he loves his big brother and wants to do everything Jace does. Much to Jace's chagrin! Happy Birthday Nixon, we you you!