light in the closet.

for a couple weeks now adam and i have been having a little trouble with the light in our walk-in closet. it would only turn on, sometimes... strange. adam suggests it's the wiring... i agree. then we decide that were going to make all our normal switches into the light touch ones. as were going to change the one in the closet... after shutting off that breaker... (safety first!!) adam tightens the wires. we think we've got it. after the switch was on the wall securly... he turned the breaker back on, guess what, it still only turned on sometimes... he was getting frustrated. finally after taking a little break from changing some of the other switches to the light touch ones... he decides to check the light bulb... it's just starting to burn out. go figure. you'd think that would be the first thing that we would have checked... but no, not us... we like to do things a little different around here... obviously!

all in a nights work.

well... im officially the night walker. when emmit cries, i wake up just enough to roll myself out of bed, walk across my room, down the short hall to his room. pick him up, change him, then sit in my rocker, and feed him. usually falling back asleep once he has a good latch... i usually wake up because my head has fallen. or if my head is all the way back... i tend to let out a little snore, and again wake myself back up. about half an hour passes, i bring emmit up to my shoulder for a burp, and put him back in his crib... safely. walk back down the short hall, across my room, and roll back into bed, falling back asleep HARD... sometimes snoring and waking adam up. i sleep hard until the next time that emmit lets out a faint little cry, that most would sleep through. darn mom ears hear everything!

my challenge

lately... as in the past week, since emmit was born, i am overwhelmed with a challenge... dividing my attention.

it seems that lately every time i talk to brooke it's more like yelling, or telling her she can't do something, giving her trouble. she's not a bad little girl by any means, but i think most of my challenge is trying to make her understand that she can't have all the attention, but now has to share it with her little brother. adam and i are trying so hard, we are now understanding no matter what we do, this is a big change not only in our lives, but little brooke's as well, and changes like these take time.

although brooke is being a pain in the butt, she's still my little girl, i love her, and always will. she's an excellent big sister already... i can tell. well until emmit can defend himself, and then the fight might be on. i keep her involved as much as i can when emmit is awake. she loves to hold him, while were holding her. lol. and she loves to pet his head, and give him kisses. like i said, she's an excellent big sister already.

i still feel guilty sometimes because i can't spend all my time with brooke, i just have to remember, things like this, changes like these... take time, and patience. :)

emmit's birth story.

on monday september 10th, adam and i drove to the grey nuns hospital, to be induced. it was one of the most uncomfotable things i've ever done... trust me! we were induced by 9 o'clock. we waited at the hospital until 12:30 and then we were released to go home... i was already having contractions by this time. we just went to my mom and dads place, it was closer. we relaxed and watched a movie, spent some time with brooke. i was starrting to get strong contractions by 3 o'clock, so i started to time them, how far apart, and how long they were lasting... about 4 o'clock adam asked how i was doing... contractions, strong, 30-45 seconds long, 3-4 minutes apart. adam doesn't think they are long enough, or close enough together... right after he tells me this... my water breaks. just a little gush the first time. i get all cleaned up and put dry pants on... sit on the couch, have another contraction... and off to the bathroom i ran... this time, HUGE gush. gross. i spent an hour just hanging out in the bathroom... by this time, we had called the hospital to let them know what was going on.... 3 times. the 4th time we called they told us to come in. they told me i was most likely only 1-2 cm dilated. we get to the grey nuns, i've now soaked thru 2 towels, and my sweats down to the knees. i know. gross. they take me up, put me in a delivery room, checked me, surprise... im 5 cm dilated. i get my epidural right away... my blood pressure drops, the nurse fixes everything. im okay. i can relax now. they put me on the drip? it's not working, im no longer dilating, and babys heart rate is fluxuating too much. the nurses take precaution and do some blood work and make sure if need be, im prepared for an emergency c-section. oh no. time goes by... they check me at 10:15 pm, im fully dilated, much to their surprise, they actually switched me to a different stronger drip to help my cervix in the dilation process. im ready to push... good thing, because i didn't want a c-section. i push for about 15 minutes max, and little emmit gustav is born at 11:09pm. the reason his heart rate was fluxuating so much was because his umbillical cord was wrapped around his neck. adam cut the cord, and i don't want to forget to say... adam was super awesome, i love him so much, he was there for me every second. except for right after they gave me my epidural and everything was okay... we went down and got a really yummy smelling hamburger... and as he's eating that, all i can have is ice chips... i wanted a bite so bad!! lol. anyways, there is emmits birth story... in a nut shell. he was born at 11:09pm and my doctor discharged us at 9 o'clock the next morning. and more specifics... he was 8.6 pounds, and was 21 inches long. exact to brooke, but brooke was 8.7 pounds... perfect size. adam is tickled pink that he has a son. im feeling better, and not so tired, i still love my naps, and snacking. everyone is healthy. :) and right now... thats all that matters.

baby - soon, brooke, and feet.

well... my doctors appointment went well on wednesday, everyone and their dog is healthy. i didn't gain any weight from last week to this week, so it's looking like baby hardly has any where to go... or grow. gaining only ounces. which is completely fine by me. 14 pounds is huge to be giving birth to... and no, baby is not that big, but if i continue to hold this baby in any longer... baby might just get to be 14 pounds. if i don't have baby on my own by sunday night... adam and i have an appointment at the hospital, 8 in the morning, monday... to be induced! YES!!! although im not really sure how excited i am about being induced... the process sounds... well... ridiculous! i go in... they insert a gel type strip of tape... i sit there at the hospital for a couple hours, and if nothing is happening... they send me home! i obviously check in every couple hours, but if nothing happens, i go in tuesday, do the sam thing over again... OR... it could work fast! so my doctor suggests that we don't go back to our spruce grove home, and were better off staying in the ciry. who wants to do lunch? lol. so all of us, that have been waiting so patiently... next week... for sure... I PROMISE... i will have a baby! lol. anyways, now for some pictures. :)

i love those rubber boots on her, they seem to suit everything she wears. my little farmer!watching cartoons... after stripping off all her clothing... i just think little kids like to be naked? i wish i could be naked... all the time. sure save money on clothing, and just to feel that free... would be prefect!
adam has been wrapping my feet like this for a couple days now... because of my pregnancy, wearing flip flops, and being a heavy walker have made my heels crack. he's been helping me care for them because to be quite honest... i can't reach them. lol... i know, laugh it up! so i soak them, he pumises them, puts a medicated cream on them, then wraps them like this... and i wear them to bed like this. you know, i don't always like adam, but i sure do LOVE him! :)