Monday, May 31, 2010

Memorial Day weekend

We bought A LOT of stuff this weekend.

Some of it was small, like our favorite fresh salsa from Costco and our digital camera batteries from Walmart.

We bought a lot of baby stuff, including all of Gavin's nursery furniture & bedding and a diaper bag.

We almost bought this, but didn't simply because there wasn't enough space in our car.
Don't worry; we'll buy it soon.

We FINALLY bought pedestals for our front-loading washer and dryer (yay!!). We also got a killer deal on a new fridge.

And by the way, did I mention that we bought a house?!

We closed on this townhouse on Friday and should get our keys tomorrow. :)

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

His name is Gavin

But we call him all sorts of things.

Wonderful, or Wonderful One (e.g. Good morning, Wonderful!)

Mister Gavin, Gav-man, or Gavs

Angel Face Baby Pants (yes, that's all one name)

Little Houdini, or Baby Houdini (he's incredible at taking off that one mitten!)

G, or G-man

(Little) Buddy, Bud, Bubs, or Little Man

'Dis Baby (that's what we called him during the pregnancy before we knew his name, e.g., 'Dis Baby has been kicking all day!)

Little Lamb (he has the sweetest little cry)

One of the greatest blessings we could ever ask for.

Friday, May 14, 2010

A birth story

Wow, where to begin? It is impossible to put into words all of the experiences and emotions that I've had in the past eight days . . . so I've kind of just been putting it off. I think I'm ready to share the facts of my experience, which will never do justice to the feelings I've had. (I think anyone who has kids must understand what I'm saying.)

On Tuesday the 4th I had an appointment with my OB. They checked me and I was about 1.5 cm dilated and 80% effaced. The doctor said that I was close to where they could induce me, but they would check me again next week and see if I was any further along. I told him, "Don't worry, I'm in no hurry; I'm scheduled to work for another week and half!" I was supposed to work ten-hour shifts the rest of last week and every day this week--oops!

Anyway, I'm pretty sure that when the doctor checked me, that actually started me into labor. I just felt kind of lousy the rest of that day, and the next day I was having cramps and bleeding a bit. I kept wondering if I had started into pre-labor, but wasn't really sure. It was nothing unbearable, just really uncomfortable.

Rob and I went to bed on Wednesday night and I figured if I could just get to sleep I would be fine. Around 11:30 I started having hard contractions--so hard I bolted out of bed. I was pacing around a lot and just tried to keep moving. We waited a bit and the contractions were getting harder and closer, so we decided to go to the hospital.

We got there around 12:30 and my contractions were five or six minutes apart. They decided to monitor me for a while to see if I was progressing or if they should send me home. The thought of going home while I was in so much pain was unbearable! The baby was posterior (facing my belly instead of my back), which gave me a lot of back pain. Rob would push on my knees to help relieve some of the pain with each contraction. I can't imagine going through any of this without having him there to encourage me and help me. (xox!)

Once they got the monitors on me, they saw that the baby's heart rate was dropping to an unsafe level with each contraction, so they said there was no chance I would be sent home. They asked if I wanted an epidural, and we told them they had to check my platelets first to see if I could even get one. They checked and they were over 200! (Requirement for an epidural is at least 100.) What a feeling of relief! I just have to say that I have a crazy amount of respect for any woman who's had a baby without an epidural!

The epidural was in by about 3:00 or 3:30. My water broke just a few minutes after they got it in. They also started pitocin to speed up my labor. I wasn't thrilled about the idea of using pitocin, but when your baby's heart rate is dropping, you let go of your preferences and do what you feel is best for your baby.

At first the epidural only worked on my right side, and I still felt the contractions on my left. They had me lay on my left side, but that didn't really do the trick. I finally pushed the button to get an extra dose of medication and within about 15 minutes I couldn't feel the contractions at all. At this point I was exhausted and fell asleep for a while.

The doctor came to check me around 7:00 and said that I was dilated to 10 cm, but the baby was still posterior. We decided to wait a while and see if he would turn on his own. An hour and a half later, the baby still hadn't turned. I wasn't able to move around to help him turn, so the chances of him turning weren't looking great. We discussed our options with the doctor, and we decided to use forceps.

During my pregnancy I stressed out a lot about forceps. I did lots of research to learn the risks, benefits, pros, and cons. I voiced my concerns to the doctors in my OB's practice and discussed scenarios where they might be used. While I still preferred a forceps-free delivery (of course), I was grateful to feel comfortable with the possibility of their use. Everyone I asked said that my OB is an expert when it comes to using forceps; one nurse called him a forceps god. I felt confident that he could help deliver my baby without doing him any harm.

After the baby was turned, it only took a few pushes to get him out. Rob cut the cord and the doctor finally held him up for me to see. I don't know why, but I thought I would recognize him when I saw him, and I didn't. I saw this sweet little stranger and it surprised me. They checked his breathing, cleaned him up, and weighed him all in my room, then finally handed him over. What a little miracle he is; I loved him instantly!

The room cleared out, leaving our little family to get acquainted. We sat and stared at him forever. I can't believe how much I love this baby, and how much my love for Rob has grown. He really is the sweetest daddy in the world. Any time they had to take the baby from our room, Rob would instinctively follow him. He wouldn't be separated from him for a single instant more than was necessary.

We spent the rest of the day just taking it easy and enjoying the overwhelming happiness that surrounded us. We had a few visitors here and there, but most of the time it was just the three of us hanging out and loving life. We chose a name for our little guy on Friday afternoon. We had considered a few and had it narrowed down to four, and then two names. Although we really liked all of the names we had picked, we thought that Gavin fit him best.

We stayed at the hospital until Saturday morning, and we've been home since.

This was taken the day we got home; Gavin is all bundled up because it was a bit chilly outside.

I love the look on his face in this picture! The first few days he would furrow his brow every time he opened his eyes.

This is my sweet guy just taking in everything around him.

Gavin's hair is like Rob's; it looks completely different depending on what light he's in. Sometimes it looks brown, sometimes red-ish, and sometimes blond.

I am just so happy with how everything turned out and that my little guy is here safe and sound. I am lucky to have such a great hubby who is always there for me and would do anything for our family. Thanks to all of you for your love and support during this incredible time. We appreciate every meal, phone call, prayer, and kind word. Thanks again, and stay tuned for many more memories yet to be made.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Baby Gavin!

Hi All, Rob here, blowin' up the wife's blog.

Rebecca and the boy are taking a well-deserved nap. I wanted to get a post up here real quick for those of you who may be eagerly awaiting one...

Gavin Robert Youngberg was born on May 6, 2010 at 9:35 am. He's the best! Mother and baby are doing well. He seems to be pretty content with things so far, and we're having a lot of fun getting to know him.

I want to leave it to Rebecca to post the full details plus more pictures later. For now, here are two of my favorites, "in the warmer after bathtime," and "just a few hours after delivery."

Thanks for the love and support from all you family & friends out there!
-Rob