Sully's Birth and Father's Day

This pregnancy with Sully was a bit of a challenge.
I think that for the most part I was just "pregnant" perhaps not thinking about the baby part of the equation I was just so busy.

About a week before I was due Bob took all the kids up to Brianhead to meet up with his family before his Grandmothers funeral.

I stayed home that evening all alone and enjoyed every moment of it.

It was the first time I really had a moment to think about this little sweet pea in my womb.

I began thinking about his looks, his name, his tempermant and all that he would be.

I started thinking about holding him and all of the snuggling.

I got really excited about his arrival.
I knew I was going to be induced in about a week if things didn't happen on their own.

His flipping around in my womb was a concern.

The Friday of my last appointment I felt really off.

Almost sick.

The Dr. checked me, I was dialated to a 2, and 65% effaced.

He stripped my membranes.

I had the worst back ache ever.
All day I kept thinking, "this is happening".

That night My Dr.'s nurse called to check on me, she said that both she and Doctor did not think I was going to make it until Monday.

I told her I felt terrible, she said get some good contractions going and go to the hospital....

Sure enough my contractions started.

Bob was ready.

I called my Mom and sisters and told them that they should probably come.

Brooke was the designated photographer for my delivery.

They were in the car and on the way within an hour.

By the time they got here everything had stopped.

I felt bad I rushed them down.

I went to bed feeling yucky and woke up in the morning feeling disappointed that nothing had happened during the night.

Kennan was stressing about getting home for father's day....and then I started fretting about it too.

I still felt terrible.

My mom and sisters took my kids and went swimming so Bob and I could rest.

I slept hard and I felt so much better when I woke up.

My dad called and we talked.

He told me to quit worrying and to relax.

The baby would come when it was time and not to worry, my mom was here until the baby came.

I also had a conversation with my Aunt Sandi and she said somethings that softened my heart.

(that's a conversation I will keep to myself, a little to precious for this forum)

That night us ladies went a walkin'.

(that was fun)

We talked a lot and when I got home and to bed I was in much better spirits.....

For about 30 minutes until my contractions started in every 3 minutes.

It was about 1 am and I started pacing, and I took a bath, I tried to sleep.

I woke Bob up at about 3:30, and asked him how he felt about getting a baby boy for father's day.

I finished packing my bags, called the hospital and headed down there.

I got there at 4am and I of course get the older nurse who was very business.

She wouldn't call my Doctor until she had monitered me for 2 hours.

I knew that not a lot would happen until they broke my water, this was after all my 5th baby, so I waited.

I kept telling her that he was not going to send me home....

I was going to be induced the next day.

Sure enough at 6 am she called Dr. Ott and he said admit her and he would be there by 7am.

At 6:55am the Doc walked in pushing a ultra sound machine.

He said "Let's find out where this little guys hanging out"

Thank goodness he was in the right position.

He started up the pitocin and told me after I got all my antibiotics (4 hours) he would be back to break my water.

At that point I called home and let my mom know and then at 9am I called my sisters.

I got my epidural right before he broke my water...

At that point I was at a 5 and 80% effaced.

Now all along they told me that I had a lot of Amniotic fluid, so when they broke my water it was no surprise I had a lot.

But when she came back 1 hour later and checked me and I had not progressed she wondered about my fluid.

She slightly moved his head in utero and a HUGE gush of water came out.

She laughed and said "no wonder he isn't coming down."

At this point my sisters and mom have gotten here....

Jen was watching my kids.

We are all laughing and talking when the nurse comes back in.

( She was an AWESOME nurse.)

She checks me again and still not a lot of change, she decides she will move his head one more time to the other side.

Another HUGE gush of water.

She looked at me and said that I had so much amniotic fluid.

No wonder he was flipping....he had his own personal pool.

She left and it is about 1:45 pm.

My mom and Brooke are Chocolate freaks so they send him down to the cafeteria to get some chocolate.

Within about 15 minutes I am feeling pressure.
I tell Brooke she might need to go find Bob.

I tell my mom to call Jen and tell her to come on down with the kids.

Brooke jumps up and heads out the hall and the nurse asks her if everything is okay and she tells her I want my husband because I feel like it might be time.

The nurse hurries in to check me and sure enough I am ready to push.

Bob makes it back and they start prepping the room.

I start to get nervous because I recoginze some of the NICU nurses.

Because I had gestational diabetes the baby has more health risks.

Within minutes Dr. Ott is there and I am asking them how long I can wait because I really want my kids there outside the door.

He says we can wait.

I love epidurals.

We waited for 20 minutes and just as the Doc starts to tell me we can't wait anymore, I hear my kids voices.

I get ready to push with Bob holding one leg and the nurse holding the other.

3 pushes later and a waterfall of more amniotic fluid (that splashed my husband pretty good.) and he was here....2:47pm

Dr. Ott asked "what's his name?"

I said "We don't know!"

Waxiest baby EVER.

This picture melts me....Gwynnie about to cry over hearing her baby brothers first cries.

Tucker looking so happy.

They told me 7.2 but it looks more like 7.1!

I held him for a few minutes and then they took him away...

They were worried about his breathing.

I started seeing Gil's RDS all over again.

I did not want to have to have another NICU baby.

I was so worried.

People kept asking me what were going to name him.

Kennan kept asking who she should text....

All I cared about was him.

Was he going to be okay?

My love for him was huge already.

They thought that his Glucose level could be low so they were going to let me feed him.

But they gave permission for daddy to hold him first and let his brothers and sister see him.

Daddy holding him for the first time.

And then they handed him back to me and it was LOVE.

He calmed down, and his breathing settled.

He knew he was back with me.

I can't believe I ever wanted him to be a girl.

I can't believe I ever thought I could go without him in our lives.

I forgot how much I love my babies.

He was ours.

He was mine.

Heaven......just ask Gil, that's what he smells like.

It was time for the siblings to meet.

This was the first time we have ever had anyone besides medical staff in the room with us.

As much as I loved having my mom and sisters there...

(hello, I love these pictures Brooke took.)
It was hard not having it be just us.

Bob was a saint as the Williams women took over his very precious job.

He is always my best support.

I was glad to have a moment with just the three of us.

Getting to know Sully.....

We didn't name him until everyone left and Bob and I could have a few moments alone.

That took place that evening. We had a few names we liked. We liked Oscar, Boden, Sullivan, and Heath. If he had dark hair I knew for sure it would be Oscar.

But he came out fair with blond almost redish hair. Abe loved the name Boden, and when he looked at him he said, "well, he's not a Boden."

I thought Sullivan immediatley after seeing him . Once Bob and I were alone he agreed with me.

Sully.

Born on Father's day.

12 years

12 years and 5 kids later.....

I am still crazy about you!

Thanks for making my life so happy.

I love you.

Back to School

This year I have 3 of my children at the elementary school.

It will be the only time that I will have that many at one school.

I can't believe I have a 5th grader!

This is the sign in front of their school.

Gil was included because he thinks he Abe's age.

Getting all 5 of them ready before 9 am was a miracle.

Thank goodness Bob stayed home and made a lovely breakfast and bathed the baby while I got everyone else ready.

That being said, we barely made it in time.

My boys were thoroughly embarrassed because they were the last one to get to class and then I took pictures of them while sitting at their desks.

Abe seemed to be okay with it...

His teacher is Mrs. Belliston, she's great, Tucker had her last year.

Tucker on the other hand wanted to curl up in a ball and die because I was taking pictures while his teacher was talking to them.

Good thing his teacher Mrs. Simkins is AWESOME.
Guess what?

I don't care he was so embarrassed.

This is the LAST time I can do this.

Next year he will have 7 classes :(

Gwyn only went to 1 hour of class that day.

She got to meet her teacher and some of her class.

She will start on the 18th for real.

She sure looked cute though.

Her teacher made a big deal out of her bracelet....Gwyn was tickled by that.

Here we go again......another year of school.

Coming Home...

A few weeks after the baby was born I really had a need to go home.

Not for just a few days but for at least a week.

I needed some of my mom's mothering and my dad's craziness.

I needed my sisters and their laughing ways.

I needed the big brother who I hung out with my jr and sr high school years.

I needed the neices and nephews around me and my kids.

I just needed home.

What I didn't realize was how much I needed the friends from my home.
I was lucky enough to get to spend some really great quaility time with my best friends from my youth.

Ally and I keep in touch on a VERY regular basis.

Steph not as much, (but that is going to change.) but a least a handful of times a year and Annie only about once or twice a year.
Steph's kids match up pretty well with mine so we had a couple of play days.

They played like they see eachother everyday.

Between Steph, Ally and I we have 121/2 kids.

I consider myself so lucky to have gotten to be raised with these amazing women.

Spending time with them was definetly like coming home.

I hope my kids have friends as great as mine.

This is Steph, Myself and Ally during an evening of Young Womens.

This is now the site where the Mt. Timpanogos Temple sits....

Girls camp....Steph putting flowers in my hair.

She was always a wiz at french braiding.

Annie's cabin we have spent oh so many nights there. It's been at least ten years since I have been there.

Steph whipped up an amazing dinner...

Ally is pregnant with her 4th baby.

~I like to call her soon to be baby "Mary".

That's not really her baby's name but I think it should be.~

Anne Marie....Listening to her life is amazing.

Cute Ally just lovin' on my Sully.

Thanks ladies for such a fun week.

Sully's smile....

He started smiling at 4 weeks....but he was stingy with them.

Maybe one a day.

He is 7 weeks now, we kept waiting for more than one smile a day.

He slept all weekend, when he woke up he was gr-um-py.

I could see him growing right in front of me.

This morning at 6 am he woke up to eat and started smiling at anyone who would talk to him.

He kept that little grin and open mouth smile going all morning.

Boy do we like him.

Isn't he cute....my little bald man?

She REALLY likes him.

School starts in 2 days!

Hopefully with 3 kids in school more updates will be happening.

*Wait until you see the great pictures Brooke took of Sully's birth.

At 4 weeks old....

You weigh 8 lbs. 14 oz.
you are 21.75 inches tall

your head is 14 inches round.

You have a herniated belly button.

You have the cutest dimple in your chin.

You held on to your umbilical cord until you were 21 days old.

You are a great nurser.

You love to be wrapped up tight.

(Abe calls you his "little chimichanga")

Your eyes are working great.

You follow people and voices with your head and eyes.

You always turn to your mama's voice.

You can be in an all out crying fit, and the minute mama picks you up you stop.

You love your Binky.

You make a noise that sounds just like dolphin call.

(It makes your brothers and sister laugh)

You hold your head up really well.

You have rolled from your stomach to your back at least five times.

You had an eye infection or clogged tear duct.

You let your very LOVING sister love you up.

(saint hood in my book)

You like your mama.

Places you've been:

Target

Costco

Walks around the neighborhood

You have been to 4 movies (and slept through them like a champ.)
You have been to 2 swim meets, and

3 very LONG All Star Baseball games, and

many dance classes.

You have already spent countless hours in the car.

You have visited Nannie in Highland, Great Grandma JB in SLC, and Grandy in Lindon.

You have ridden on the back of a tow truck.

We have taken a lovely trip up to Pine Valley and hiked a bit.

Oh the adventures we will have with you!

You are so sweet. So loved. So wanted. So perfect. So Adored.

Gilbert & Sullivan

It has a nice ring to it doesn't it?

To say that Sully has a serious fan club would be an understatement.

So when one of the kids can get him to themselves it's like Christmas.

Especially Gil.

Gil was telling him that he was going to be his best friend.

He also told him he can follow him around when he gets older.

I also got it on video.

Yep, I will hold him to it.

He was also telling him "I am your big brother" over and over and over.

It was Gil who told us (before we knew Sully was a boy) that he was going to have a brother.

He just knew he said.

Two wheels

Last week Bob and Tucker were at All Star practice and the kids were outside playing.

I took Sully out with me to sit and watch the kids.

Gil kept begging me to take his training wheels off.

I told him we would have to wait until daddy got home.

It was starting to get dark when Bob and Tuck pulled up.

That was not going to deter Gil from his wants.

Next thing I know Bob had taken off his training wheels and Gil was just going.
Truly!
He just took off.

Bob held the back of his seat when he got on and then he just started pedaling.

It took him 3 minutes to figure out how to start himself off.

He couldn't wait to try it again the next morning.

Now he is part of the neighborhood bike crowd.

(Although he did start riding a two wheeler before most of his friends that are a couple of years older than him.)

He is already asking for a new bigger bike that's blue.

Bob thinks he looks like a clown on his tiny bike and how fast he pedals to keep up with the big kids.

Mostly I think he just is a CLOWN!

Lady was not to be shown up.

There was no way Gil was going to ride his bike before her.

So after Gil took off she had Daddy take her training wheels off too.

She got going pretty shaky while she whimpered through the pedaling.

But she did learn that night as well, maybe not as gracefully though.

There was no way she was going to be shown up by her little brother who is 15 months younger.

It has been so fun to see how much more they ride their bikes now that their training wheels are gone. They have had a lot more crashes too:)

*helmets are being worn more too I promise.

Snow Canyon Warriors All Star Baseball

Tucker had a great Baseball season this year.

Bob coached his White Sox team this year and they had the best team this season.

I think and have been told by many parents that Bob is a fantastic coach.

Tucker L.O.V.E.S having him coach.
So when it came time to choose boys for the All Star team Tuck was one of the first pick.

Bob was the Assistant coach for the team.

They practiced quite a bit for a few weeks and then this last week we went to Cedar City for the big tournament.

I did a horrible job of documenting it.
My mom and Granny drove down for the fist game on Monday.

(this was not a short drive 6 hrs in total)

Nannie held Sully the whole time so I took a few pictures.

I did miss taking pictures of him pitching, I was intent on watching him and totally forgot.

I thought I can get more the next couple of days. What? I forgot I had a newborn in my arms without my mom there.

So here's what I got.

They lost the first, and won the second, but got slaughtered the third game.

Tuck never takes those things well.

He takes things to heart.

He had some beautiful hits, and he pitched really well.

He did really well this week despite there losses.

It was fun to watch him play.
Fun to watch Bob coach.

I am so glad I am married to that kind of dad.

It was also really nice to get out of our scorching hot weather this week and be in a little cooler weather.

We even got rain that first day.
I will admit that it was a little difficult with a newborn but how can you miss your oldest son's All Star Baseball?

Just imagine me holding Sully in one arm a huge umbrella in the other hand trying to hold it down with the wind gusting like it does in Cedar. The kids needing bathroom runs, (thank you Abe for your help there) money for treats, and Gil and Gwyn finding a mud puddle to play in.

We were a sight to behold.

Thanks to the kind people next to me who kept helping with the umbrella.

So this is love...

This little girl is in heaven....
I won't lie, sometimes her love for him is a little TOO much.

Kind of like the other day when she walked out carrying him from his Moses Basket.

I may have freaked a bit.

She loves to hold him on her chest, and give him his binki.

I do think it's sweet most of the time.

Sully's Eyes...

Sully unedited....

(One day I will have my computer and photoshop again...hopefully soon. I am DYING to get pictures of him up.)

Sullivan Michael Lamoreaux
Birth Stats:

June 20, 2010

7lbs 2oz

19.5 inches long

2:49pm

Due Date...

Today mister Sully was due.

I am dying to post pictures of my sweet little peach,(because that is how he looks, fuzzy and peach colored, hair and all.) but I need my computer first.

So tonight it is the ramblings of new/gently used mother.

I have so much to say.

The last few days little Sully has had his eyes open longer than usual, he is beginning to wake up.

I noticed yesterday the little ridge on his head gone, his head is growing.

He is 2 weeks old today.

My heart breaks and soars at these changes.

I don't blog, or do much but hold and watch this sweet boy. I don't want to miss a moment of him. I want my brain and my body to record every square inch of him. It's like a first love all over again. I want him in my arms as much as possible. Perhaps because he is most likely my last baby or that looking at my soon to be 11 year old that I feel that this time is so very short. So magical. I haven't been sharing him. For those who feel guilt for not seeing him yet, don't. I really have been keeping him to myself.

I asked Gwyn the other day if she could imagine wanting Sully to be a sister. She answered very honestly "no".

He was always meant to be with us.

He cries only if he is hungry. He nurses like a champ. He wiggles for other people then settles in so nice when he is given back to me. He knows me. He likes daddy too.

I am working on his birth story and pictures so look for those. I just needed to post a little something that explains my elusiveness/hermit ways.

I am just in baby Heaven over here and trying to soak up every minute.

My mom was ever so kind and cared for me the first week and then took the 3 middle kids home with her. She is so busy, so I know that this is was hard for her. But the time she allowed me will never be forgotten or under appreciated. She kept telling me she just wanted to give me time to enjoy him, so I truly took that to heart. Thank you Mom. There was never a better woman alive. Sully is such a part of my heart now that I can't imagine life with out him.

This week I will be MOM again....wish me luck!!!

p.s.

happy 4th of July

Sullivan Michael Lamoreaux

This is Brooke, Robyn's sister.
I have broken into her account to post a picture of their newest addition!
what with their computer being down and all...

This is Sullivan.
He was born today at 2:49 pm.

I will let Robyn give the rest of the stats on her own, but I had to share something..
I just love him too much.

Congrats Rob & Bob!
You make perfectly beautiful babies.
:)

A little baby update.....

My stinkin computer crashed this week. I am waiting to see if this awesome guy we know will look at it for us. I have lots of things to post but I am afraid they will not get done until I get my computer back.

Which means probably not until after baby boy is born.

That's right baby boy is planned to arrive this coming Monday if not sooner.

He has been a crazy contortionist in my womb these past few weeks.

I mean CRAZY.

I can tell you that I was in the hospital last Thursday because he wasn't moving and the Dr. office couldn't get the NST to be what they wanted....nothing a little juice wouldn't have helped but seeing that I am Diabetic right now, no juice for me.

So I got to visit the hospital where mister baby here was no longer breech but transverse.

Side to side people.

He did start moving at the hospital, actually he started dancing in my womb at the hospital.

I went to visit this awesome Reflexoligist/homeopathic lady named Julie who put some oils on my feet and did some pressure points and sent me home to sleep before my Dr. and I visited the next day.

I went in, and straight to the ultra sound equipment and sure enough he had flipped to being head down!

Cheering in then back ground please.

After that I was checked and told I was dilated to a 2 (which I know is not a lot for some, but for me that's where I start labor) I started in with some heavy contractions. I was thrilled. I just wanted to get the baby's head engaged, no more of this flipping around thing.

Saturday was Grandma Lamoreaux's Funeral in Paragonah (pronounced Paragoona).

Sunday was Stake Conference where we woke up too 3 puking children. So we had a lazy sick day at home, and during family nap time I felt crazy boy flip again. His heart beat was suddenly under my right rib and he was moving very panicked. Bob can attest, no lady's stomach should be able to move like it was. Even he watched in pure amazement. He likes that Breech position I tell you.

I started panicking and trying every move I could find on the Internet to help flip your baby. I may have hung upside down many times on Monday.

The Dr. Office said I should come in today and see where he was positioned, and during the night he had found his way back to the "appropriate position".

So we are back on schedule because there actually needs to be a schedule.

All my friend "peeps" are gone out of town that would usually help me out should I go into labor, so I need a schedule so that my mom and sisters can help me out.

My mom moved Granny B into her house and has taken full care of my Granny who is not doing a bit well and just found out she is in congestive heart failure along with MANY other problems. She has assured me come hell or high water she will be down here for the darling's birth but not without feeling very stressed about leaving Granny. Hopefully one of her 4 other siblings will take a turn and help out for a week or so that she can be here in the delivery room to see the mister be born and so kindly care for my children for a few days while I recover.

She is a most sought after woman don't you know.

That is where we stand.

-Me and the baby-

I am trying to take full advantage of this last week with just my kids.

Tarzan tomorrow at Tuachan.

Splash Pad today.

(My older boys told me was not real fun for them today)

Baseball party later this week.

Watching all of their birth videos with them.

Swim lessons for the littles.

Just a little time together you know?

We can't wait to meet this new little love.

All of us.

I will post when I have more and my own computer back!

Flippin Baby!!!!

My stinkin' baby flipped to being breech again!

Perhaps he is a gymnast?

Fleeing a little bit grumpy about this.

The Doctor is giving the baby until next week to flip to make some decisions.

Send good flipping vibes my way to baby please!

p.s.

If one more person tries to tell me WHEN this baby should come I may actually scream....if you haven't noticed he is not listening to me or anyone else. I can't seem to get him to want to be on my schedule or anyone elses. So please no more schedule advice.