Whoa! That week went by in the blink of an eye! We have settled into a deep freeze the last couple weeks and have barely been climbing out of the single digits during the day, into the teens or low twenties on a good day. Today was 8 degrees for the high… so, yeah. It’s been in the minus degreesΒ overnightΒ and I’m just really, ugh. Cause our water froze several times already. One day we woke up and it was frozen so DH thawed it and it froze 3 more times WHILE WE WERE USING THE WATER to wash dishes and laundry. It froze today, in spite of the heat tape and the straw bales along the back of the house, but thankfully DH has it thawed again… for now.



Anyway, enough of that. My beautiful baby is still being adorable and growing ever so fast! He was weighed today but it was so chilly in the exam room that we left his sleeper on. He was 12lbs 8oz and over 23 inches long! I can’t get over how fast he is growing even though he only nurses for 5 to 10 minutes per meal. He has a nice strong suck though and even though I feel like he doesn’t nurse often enough or long enough, he’s growing great! He’s hardly spitting up anymore, so I’m sticking with the Zantac once a day at bedtime. He’s still just taking the .03ml dose, so it’s a small dose. But he will occasionally throw up mucus so I don’t want to take him off of it just yet.



We had another good week of sleep too. No more 8am wake ups, but I think he slept until at least 5:15-6:30 every day this week before getting up to nurse. Then right back to sleep. πŸ™‚ I hope he will keep being such a great sleeper! One can hope, right?



Zane is such a fun baby! He’s so smiley. I often-times look down at him and he’s just smiling up at me. πŸ™‚ He does a little giggle too and it’s so cute! I haven’t gotten him smiling or giggling on camera much yet. I want more pictures and videos! It’s so cute!!



I’ve still been having DH give Zane a 1-2.5oz bottle at night with his gripe water and vitamin D drops. He really isn’t too big a fan of the nipple on the drop-ins bottle. I think he just prefers the cheap disposable nipples the hospital gave us. But either way, he takes his bottle ok most nights.



One cute story from this week: I usually pump at night before bed and then take Zane to bed with me and nurse him before putting him in his bed, but one night I decided to fold laundry during my usual pumping time. So I went ahead and laid Zane down since he’d just had a bottle and I went to pump, but I told him that if he was still awake when I came back, that I would nurse him in my bed. I was gone a solid 15-20 minutes and when I came back, there he was, still wide awake in the dark, like he was really waiting for me! Of course when I nursed him he went right to sleep. πŸ™‚ Obviously I know he can’t understand me yet, but it was really cute.
I had another blocked duct this week but I caught it early. It’s still sore and I’m still nervous that it will turn into mastitis, so I’m on edge and being careful. I’m not sure if it’s from lifting too much weight or from sleeping on my side. And one other issue which is a bit TMI, I started having spotting this week, so I don’t know what that’s about…. I’m hoping AF is not trying to start back up already!



Dear God, please continue to watch over Zane and keep him healthy. Thank You for how happy of a baby he has been. I pray that he will keep being a happy, healthy and strong baby. In Jesus’ name, amen.


He still loves to lay on the floor on his belly.

He must have a nap on my chest every morning about an hour after he gets up. It’s our time to reconnect after being apart for the night.


This post is long overdue. I wrote it in October but somehow failed to post it. I’m good at making drafts that don’t get published. πŸ˜‰ But anyway, here ya go!



I can hardly believe that my tiny little baby Tru is already a big 4 year old! He had a very low-key birthday this year and I think he was just a touch disappointed that he didn’t have a party… he didn’t know that Grandmama had a special party for him that weekend! She did a bird theme complete with wearable wings and bird nest treats and everything!



I let him pick out his own cake supplies. (He still talks about this almost 3 months later! It must have been very exciting to him.) He chose strawberry with vanilla icing, sprinkles and of course, we bought the number 4 candle. πŸ™‚ I had planned to let him skip his naptime and make his cake with me, but he wanted Levi to make the cake with us too. πŸ™‚ So since Tru seemed pretty tired that day, I went ahead and had him take his nap. In the morning when I got him up for the day, I told him “You’re not 3 anymore! You’re 4 now!” He was a bit perplexed and asked me why, even though we had been talking about this for days leading up to his birthday. πŸ˜‰ Considering that he had been insisting that he was still 2 until very recently, this was quite a jump in age for him!



When DH came home, I asked Tru if he was ready for his present. He walked straight out to the garage! I was so confused how he knew his present was out there. Turns out, my sister had told him not to follow her to the garage because his present was out there. She didn’t know that we hadn’t told him that. But when he walked straight out there, we figured he was just that confident that we would get him what he had asked for. For weeks whenever anyone would ask him what he wanted for his birthday, he would say that he was getting “a car that drives by itself”, meaning a ride-on car. We looked all over for a good deal and then DH’s co-worker told him that she had one her kids had outgrown that we could pick up. She didn’t even want any money for it! And it’s in great shape. It needs a better battery because the one it has doesn’t last long, but otherwise it’s like new! Anyway, Tru was thrilled!! And so was Levi. πŸ˜‰ Tru drives them around the yard almost every day. I love it! I’m glad he’s so happy with his present. We got him a few small items to open but they paled in comparison to the Jeep.



Things Tru loves to do lately:
⦁ Use his dry erase board. Sometimes he draws something so creative that he doesn’t want to erase it. haha The other day at church, he drew a really cool little guy. I whispered to him that he should show Daddy. Next thing I know he was running up to the front proudly holding his drawing up…. oops!
⦁ He also loves coloring and is getting really good at staying in the lines. His favorite color is black. Just in the last week, he’s become super conscious about using the proper color for the picture he is coloring.
⦁ Tru loves working on craft projects and has so much fun doing the craft at story time at the library every week. I hardly have to give him any direction at this point. He looks at the example project and can usually figure it out. I know I’m sounding super silly now, but I am impressed! πŸ˜‰


I love snuggles with my little guy. They are getting farther and fewer between, which makes me sad. But I’m also loving watching him grow up. He’s a very compassionate and loving soul. I’m so thankful that God blessed us with this special person to love and care for. He was worth the wait!


Dear God, thank You for our sweet Truett and for the beautiful person that he is. I am so happy to watch him grow and I pray that he will always love and serve you. I pray that he will keep his compassionate and loving heart and always seek Your will. Please bless and protect him all the days of his life. In Jesus’ name, amen.



The cake we made at home. Ignore the mess please.


Treasure hunting.



The cool bird nest treats.

I missed doing a 5 week update so I’ll recap both weeks here, but first a quick general rundown.



Last week was busy, obviously, for Christmas. And since DH had a few days off, we also took advantage of the chance to take the boys to a plane museum which they loved! We required 1 double stroller and an umbrella stroller to get through the place, plus the Moby wrap for part of the time but it was still a lot of fun! We also went to a Gyro place. It was only our second time having a gyro ever (we need to get out more) and they were so good!



We had such a good Christmas with all our family members. It was spread out well too as we had a Christmas party for church and then my extended family party on Sun the 17th, then Christmas on the 23rd with DH’s family. Christmas Eve was with my parents and siblings and then Christmas Day was with DH’s extended family. The boys were plenty well spoiled but thankfully the families all kept the toys to a minimum. I still went through their toys on the 26th and got rid of a bunch of old toys that they don’t play with as much. I think I sorted out a whole trash bag full. We got them sticker, paint, learning and coloring books, a few clothes they needed, a snack item and little organizers for their matchbox cars, and stocking stuffers. And 2 big teddy bears! They love their stuffed animals and have a ton!



So, anyway, DH was sick for the week before Christmas and then Levi caught it this week. I had managed to sleep in bed with DH coughing all over me for 2 weeks without getting sick but as soon as Levi caught it, so did I. I just hope Zane doesn’t get it. Tru had just a mild stuffy nose for a day. I hope that’s all he gets and he manages to stay well. Poor Tru has enough to deal with as it is with the fevers. They were gone for a few months but have returned. 😦 We have an appointment in a week and a half with the rheumatologist again. I have been extremely stressed about the fevers and belly pain and just at a loss as to what to do as he keeps asking me when his body is going to be better and stop hurting. I had a sobbing fit on the 23rd as he had a fever of 105.1 (medicated with tylenol and ibuprofen) and I just felt so sad for him!! I hope we get answers and he gets well and healthy again. It’s been 3 years in January since the fevers started. He’s only 4. Fevers every few weeks have been his norm as long as he can remember. 😦



It is cold here!! It’s been in the single digits at night and I have absolutely no desire to go outside. Just let me stay home and snuggle my babies and work on the sticker books with Tru and Levi. πŸ™‚ We had snow on Christmas Eve and Day but it was just an inch or so. Then we got more last night but it’s still not much. I *really* dislike snow and cold (big shock if you’ve been following this blog for long, I’m sure. *major sarcasm*) and I am dreaming of escaping to Florida for a few days… DH is begging me to act on that impulse and take him with me. πŸ˜‰



Ok…. On to the baby…. Zane is such a good baby! Guys, I’m serious, this baby doesn’t cry. He fusses, but seldom works himself into a cry. Now that he is doing so much better from the reflux, he is even more chill than before – which was already pretty darn chill. He is doing well with the Zantac just at night and I think I may be able to take him off of it in the next few weeks. No rush though. I’m glad it’s helping.



And since I’m clearly having fun playing with all sorts of fire here and will probably want to delete this post in a few days… Zane slept through the night last night. He was already not waking up until about 5:50am or even as late as 7:30am for the last week (he goes to bed around 11-11:30pm) and then going back to sleep until 9:30-10am after he ate. But this morning I woke up to him making little baby noises like he does when he wakes to eat and when I opened my eyes… it was light out! I looked at the clock and it was 8:20am! I was so surprised. (He is actually 7 weeks old today and I am late and suck at posting, so this should really be on next weeks update but I’ve just played with so much fire by posting this, so there.)



Zane likes:

  • Laying on his belly on this blue fleece blanket we have. He almost always falls asleep that way and when he fusses and nothing else will do, I lay that blanket on the floor and put him on his belly. I think maybe it is gas pain and the position helps? Who knows. I don’t question what works. πŸ˜‰
  • He still likes bathtime. He smiles all throughout the process. He absolutely MUST have a boob afterwards too. Then he goes to sleep, clean and fed. It’s so adorable. πŸ™‚ And his hair is all fuzzy and sticks up after his bath! I love it.
  • He smiles all the time! He moves his mouth like he’s trying to talk the whole time and he says “goo” now occasionally. At 5+ weeks he also did a little giggle and he tries so hard to laugh when he gets really excited. His arms start waving and that mouth is wide open. I don’t remember my other babies doing this so early. I’ll have to look back on my posts.
  • He still likes to nap on my chest but I don’t get to sit undisturbed and hold him for his naps as much as I used to. Life. But I enjoy it when I get to!! πŸ™‚ He’s so snuggly.




I am about to have to move Zane into size 2 diapers already! He keeps leaking with the size 1s. And I pulled out the 3-6 and 6 month clothes yesterday because he has already outgrown all his 0-3 months clothes, and most 3 month sleepers are too short. I think the 2 piece sets still fit ok but sleepers are definitely needing bumped up already. I can’t believe how much he’s grown and how fast! Especially length. He’s tall. Which is surprising because he really doesn’t eat that much or that often. He used to chug a 4 ounce bottle when he was around 3 weeks. Now he will take an ounce or 2 at the most. And he just doesn’t nurse that frequently. I actually feel like he eats less now than he did when he was first born. But, he doesn’t poop much either. I think he’s had maybe 2 very minor blowouts in his life. It’s weird…. I guess his body just utilizes every bit of food he eats because I don’t feel like as much comes out as goes in. I even brought it up at his check up but he’s not constipated at all, so… I guess it’s all good and well. πŸ™‚



Anyway, I am loving being a mom of 3 boys. It feels right and meant to be (because it is and it was) and I just so very thankful every day for this blessing. I feel like the addition of the 3rd baby has been easy and perfect. He fits like he’s always been here and nothing seems harder to accomplish (except showers and housecleaning but who needs that anyway!) πŸ˜‰ But I mean, we still go places and do things just like always. Zane just goes along with us and makes it all even more fun. We all love him so dearly. πŸ™‚ Tru and Levi are such good protective big brothers and they love *their* baby so much. They call him “our baby”. πŸ™‚ Melts my heart!



Dear God, thank You for these fun and busy last few weeks. Thank You for the time we’ve spent with our families and for all the good times we’ve had together. Please watch over Zane and all of us and help us to be healthy and well. Please help Tru and heal his body from the belly pain and fevers. In Jesus’ name, amen.

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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! πŸ™‚

Ok, I typed this up on 12-16-17 and am just now getting around to posting it. Ahhh, I suck at posting updates lately….




I don’t understand what is going on with my computer but I typed up a whole update last night and saved it. This morning, the file is there but it’s blank. So frustrating! This has happened a few times now. Not sure if it’s user error or what.



Anyway, this week has been interesting. I am finally mostly recovered from the mastitis but I still feel a little run down and tired. It took a long time for the blockage to move through, so I started taking Lecithin daily as a preventative for blocked ducts since I keep reading everywhere that Lecithin is good for that. I am so thankful that my milk supply has mostly recovered. I spent almost the entire day last Sunday on the couch with Zane and just nursed and pumped all day.



Zane and I both had check ups this week. Mine was the 4 week postpartum check up which was quick and uneventful, thankfully. Zane had his 1 month check up and he is healthy and growing like crazy! He’s gained almost 2 whole pounds in 2 weeks and is 10lbs 10oz now (Over 65th percentile), 22.25″ (77th, I think) and his head is 37.5cm (50th). I think I moved Zane into size one diapers around 3 weeks since we were running out of size newborns. He fits them well now. He has outgrown all his size newborn clothes and even some 0-3 months are getting short on him. I have put him in some 3 month sleepers and they fit great. πŸ™‚ We are trying to drop his Zantac to just once a day at night since that’s when he has the worst issues with reflux. Ideally, I’d like to get him off of the Zantac asap but I don’t want him to be in pain like he was so I am happy with this plan. πŸ™‚



He is still a good sleeper most nights! He usually wakes up anywhere from 3-6am for a feed. If he wakes up closer to 3 or 4, he usually nurses again between 6-8. Then he will usually sleep until 9:30-10am and be up for the morning. One morning this week he woke up around 4:45am and only dozed a bit off and on until after 10am!! That was crazy but thankfully not his normal schedule. I am so happy if he keeps up the good sleep. I need it! Especially since both Tru and Levi have been waking in the night more often than usual….



We have our little bedtime routine still which consists of me pumping while Daddy holds Zane. Sometimes I will have Daddy give him a bottle of pumped milk just to keep Zane used to the bottle and to give them that bonding time. Then I get Zane changed and in his sleep sack. I give him his Zantac and gripe water. He has trouble with being congested all the time, so every night I give him some infant nasal spray and suck out the boogers with the bulb syringe. He hates this part of our routine. Poor baby. 😦 Then I lay down with him in my bed and nurse him. He either falls asleep or is close to it and I move him to his co-sleeper. Sometimes I give him his pacifier at night but he really isn’t a fan of it, unfortunately.


Zane likes:

  • Bath time usually. His big brothers usually sit by the tub and hold his hands to help him feel secure. πŸ™‚
  • Being talked to. His little face lights up in the biggest open mouthed smiles. He doesn’t smile a whole lot yet but when he does, it is vibrant and adorable!
  • He tolerates being held by his brothers.
  • We tried his playmat out for the first time and he seemed to like it!
  • We also started doing tummy time this week and he seems ok with it in small increments.



Most of the time, Zane wants to be held. And most of the time, Mommy is the only person who will do. So I spend great amounts of my days now holding Zane. Sometimes I wear him in the Moby wrap so I can get stuff done. But he oftentimes wants to nurse (another reason I wish he would take the pacifier) but he gets mad at the boob for giving him milk when he only wants to comfort nurse. So he latches and unlatches and relatches… I am very sore again from all this. Not sure what the answer is since not letting him nurse just results in him fussing…


Dear God, thank You for good news at Zane’s check up of him growing so well. Please continue to heal his body from the reflux so he can be comfortable and happy. Thank You for this sweet baby boy. In Jesus’ name, amen.



Dh thinks this coat is ridiculous. I think its adorable!


Soft face


These 2 look so much alike! I almost cant tell their baby pics apart.



Sweet baby hand


That bear was given to me by the hospital when I was born, over 28 years ago. And now my boys love to play with it.

Oh, how that word strikes fear and dread in my heart! Unfortunately, I came down with a bad case late Thursday night. I woke up around 2am Friday with chills that lasted until around 5am, followed by feeling super hot and sweaty. This cycle kept repeating itself through the day. I was horribly weak and in too much pain to do anything more than lay on the couch. I tried to take a shower and I got so horribly nauseous. I took some Zofran to calm that down so I could take my medicine and pain reliever. It was a blessing that I had filled my prescription for Keflex on Thursday so I was able to start taking that right away. My sister S was able to come over, thank God, because I didn’t want DH to have to call off work again but I couldn’t even lift the baby without pain and difficulty. 
By Friday morning I felt stronger and the fever was gone but I still had pain and spent another wasted day on the couch. Today, Saturday, I still have some pain and I can feel the blocked ducts in there and the milk just isn’t moving through, but I’m working on massaging it downward. 
Unfortunately, my milk supply took a huge hit, probably because I was too nauseated to drink much all day Thursday. Zane is nursing a lot the last 2 days and I hope my supply will come back up soon so he can get enough milk. I really don’t know what caused this bout of mastitis but it was definitely the most severe I’ve ever had with any of my kids. I was doing so well before this hit! Oh well, hopefully I’ll be fully mended and healthy before next weekend when all the Christmas parties start! 

Finally getting around to posting these. I hope they come through ok and are the right size….

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The night before the birth

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Not in labor yet. Getting things set up.


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Starting to be in pain. You can’t tell that I have monitors on my belly here. I love the telemetry monitoring since it allows the mother to get out of bed and not be stuck in one place.



After hyperventilating and while getting a bag of fluid flushed through to try to slow the contractions. This was right before I got in the shower. Wish I could have stayed in there!



After a dose of fentanyl. Trying to rest.


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DH awkwardly but sweetly comforting me. My SIL had arrived at this point and was taking pictures.


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Everything set up and ready to go. Why are there so many scissor like items!?!?!?! :0


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Right after my family arrived and right before pushing.


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He’s here!! Even though this picture is super unflattering, I love it.



That beautiful first cry.



The concept of having a third child had felt so abstract throughout the pregnancy, but once I was holding that sweet, warm, soft little person, everything fell into place.


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First picture of the 3 of us. Also, 3 bags of fluids in 5 hoursΒ will do unkind things to your face.


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Daddy’s first cuddle. πŸ™‚



Love that sweet profile.



Snuggles on day 2.



Bonding time with our new little boy.



First bath.



The hospital made us this cute little cake to celebrate.



Ready to go home in the outfit that Daddy picked out for him.



Waiting for the transport people to come.



Levi meeting Zane.



Tru meeting Zane.





Our squishy little person.


We started out week 2 with Zane throwing up bright yellow bile while we were at my Grandma’s Thanksgiving party (on a weekend, of course). I panicked a bit because I’d never seen anything so bright come out of a baby’s mouth. It looked just like breastfed baby poop. I showed my mom and she said none of her 10 kids had ever done that, so I called the on-call Pediatrician since that is what Dr Google said to do. He said that in the absence of other concerning symptoms, and because it had only happened once, to watch Zane and take him to the children’s ER if it continued over the weekend. Zane had started with a stuffy nose on Thanksgiving Day, so he’d had that and vomiting mucus for 3 days, but nothing else.



On Monday I took him to the Dr and his Pedi said that it looked like acid reflux. The stuffy nose appeared to be caused by the acid coming up in his nose and the vomiting mucus was probably irritation in his stomach. So anyway, he’s been on Zantac for a week now, twice a day. It seems to be helping quite a bit but I also give him gripe water at bedtime since it has seemed to help his gassiness and the acid reflux a bit too. Unfortunately, he still has a very stuffy nose. I was up multiple times in the night last night suctioning his nose trying to help him breathe. He’s fine during the day but at night it gets really bad. I have the head of his bed elevated but it doesn’t seem to help the congestion much. Tonight I am planning to try the cool mist humidifier by his bed.



As a side note, Zane weighed 8lbs 13oz at his check up which was at 2 weeks 2 days. So he had gained almost 11 ounces since the birth and 1lb 2oz from what he weighed before we came home from the hospital. πŸ™‚ He is a good eater and very efficient at nursing. He doesn’t comfort nurse very much but he does like to hum while he nurses. I think it’s adorable!



So far, Zane is a happy baby. He only fusses if he is hungry or if his belly hurts, which is less often now that we have the acid reflux situation figured out. He started smiling at 2 weeks 1 day! I thought he was starting to a day or two before that, but for sure he was at 2+1. He smiled at Daddy first and at me a couple of days later. I managed to get a few pictures a few days after that. πŸ™‚



Tru and Levi keep asking me when the baby will talk. When I took Zane to the Dr, Levi thought they were going to fix him so he could talk. Haha! Levi is always bringing the baby toys to play with and Tru is always giving him stuffed animals. They don’t get it that Zane is just too little to hold on to stuff yet. Tru and Levi are both completely obsessed with rubbing his head and holding his hands. It’s mostly ok, but sometimes I have to beg them to let me hold the baby by myself for a bit. I feel bad to push them away, I just get so tired of guarding Zane constantly. I am glad that they love him sooooo much though and as he gets bigger, I know it will be easier to let them show their love without having to worry so much. πŸ˜‰




I am still pumping just twice a day usually. In the morning I get about 10 ounces, give or take. At night I usually get 6 or 7. I bought some chocolate syrup and Tru and Levi have been quite happy to drink chocolate milk almost every day. πŸ˜‰ Because of cold and flu seasson, I’d love to continue this all winter! DH still thinks it’s super gross, and maybe it is, I don’t know. But I know it’s good for them, so….




As far as I feel postpartum, I feel really normal, just more tired than usual. πŸ˜‰ I’ve lost almost 20 pounds which is nearly half since I gained 41 pounds. I hope the rest of the weight melts off quickly. The downside is, I still have a horrible headache every single day. It starts soon after I get up every morning and lasts until after I go to bed every night. I take ibuprofen for it but it doesn’t do much. I thought maybe it was a spinal headache from the epidural since I had one after I had Tru, but usually that goes away after 14 days and this is still going strong 23 days PP. So, I’m thinking maybe hormones? I don’t know, but it sure is annoying! Aside from that, the eczema on my face has flared up really bad. I had hoped it would calm down after the pregnancy since it had flared up a bit in the beginning of the pregnancy and got worse towards the end. But it actually got even worse after I delivered. I am fairly confident that it will calm down once the hormones settle, it just sucks that I have red flakey patches everywhere and don’t look too great in unedited pictures. Haha.




Zane is still getting up twice a night to nurse. If his nose isn’t too stuffy, he sleeps really well. He’s even had 2 nights that he only woke up once! That was amazing! He does like to stay up sometimes for an hour or two when he wakes up around 5 or 6 am. Which is keeping with the same thing he did in utero. He would oftentimes have a kicking and hiccuping party at that same time while I was pregnant. So neat how he still has the same schedule! I am averaging 5-7 hours of sleep a night myself, which is fantastic for this early on!! I could always use even more sleep but I am super happy right now. I’ve had a few days when all 3 boys were napping and I managed to squeeze in a quick nap myself. I was pretty stoked about that. πŸ˜‰




DH had 3 weeks off work and he is officially back at work as of today. All of last week he was deer hunting, so he wasn’t really here at all. Up and gone by 5:30am most days and home around 6:15pm. So it was like he only had 2 weeks off but it was still great that we had that much time to enjoy our new baby together and have DH here to entertain Tru and Levi so they didn’t feel so neglected while I took care of the baby. We are in a pretty good routine now also, which is so nice with little ones.




Zane is 3 weeks 2 days old today but it feels like he’s been on the outside world longer than that. He fits right into our family and it just feels so right that we have 3 little boys. πŸ™‚ I am still so happy and surprised with the way our family has grown. I always wanted my kids to be close in age but I thought after infertility, that would be impossible. And it certainly wasn’t anything I had control over but God knew what was best for us and He has grown our family just so perfectly! I couldn’t have imagined a more wonderful family than what He has given me. I am so thankful!


Dear God, thank You for Your care and blessings on us. Please continue to help Zane to feel better from the acid reflux and to be healthy and happy. Thank You for blessing us with this time together as a family and I pray that we will continue to bond and enjoy our time together and to stay healthy this winter. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Sorry for the picture of a picture. I wanted to include this but didn’t have time to upload it right now.

Ok, Zane is 3 weeks old tomorrow but I’m just now getting this update posted that I wrote last week. I need to work on another post but I’m having too much fun just enjoying my *free time* snuggling my boys and even having a nap on the rare occasion. πŸ˜‰



You guys, I’m not trying to brag, because we all know how that works out… But seriously, this little baby is so good. I mean, all babies are good, obviously. But this little guy is so calm and chilled out. I am not kidding when I say that he almost never ever cries. He does this little whimper thing when he needs something and that’s about it. He will eventually work himself into a cry, but it takes a long time. Like more than 5 minutes, unless he is in pain. I am so thankful he has been a happy baby so far and just keep hoping that he keeps being so happy and easy. It helps too that DH is off work for 3 weeks, so I can focus on baby care, and Zane seldom has to wait to have his needs met.



Because of the situation with our extremely helpful and gentle, but still just a 4 year old, and our extremely curious and not-so-gentle 2.5 year old, we almost never put Zane down during the day. For his safety, we have to… no, we GET to, hold him all day, everyday. I think this is wonderful as it is the first time that I have had so many guilt free newborn snuggles. With both Tru and Levi, I had that constant nagging thought “I should put him down while he is so happy and get stuff done.” With Zane, there is none of that. And it’s awesome!



One little issue Zane does have is frequent belly pain. I think he also has acid reflux as he spits up quite often and gets choked on spit up and it’s obvious that it is causing him pain. I have the head of his bed propped up ever so slighty like I did for Levi. I think it helps a bit. I’m sure he will outgrow it soon.



Ever since Zane was born, he wakes up to eat around 2:30-3:30am, depending on if we go to bed at 11 or midnight (we are night owls) and again around 5:30-6:30am. Then he usually sleeps until 9:30-10am. I am stoked at this schedule and I hope he stays on it! It works out great for me right now because if I am tired when Tru and Levi get up (around 8-9), DH has been able to keep them quiet while I sleep until Zane gets up. Then DH usually changes him while I pump, and then I nurse Zane.



I am currently just pumping twice a day, morning and night. Occasionally I will throw in a third pumping in the afternoon or evening if I feel too full, but the engorgement is over now. Zane is great at nursing but he does have a small mouth which results in a shallow latch sometimes. (But let’s be real, that’s quite a mouthful for a little guy) He also has a high palate and was clicking his tongue constantly while nursing for the first few days. It hurt so bad! I ended up with blisters on my nipple and had to use a nipple shield for a few days, but he wasn’t able to remove as much milk with the shield on, so I stopped using it and that ended up being fine. πŸ™‚ I do have the over-active let-down this time again, so he chokes and gags on the milk at times (and that probably causes a lot of his belly pain), but it eventually calmed down with the other kids so I’m sure it will this time too. DH has given him the bottle with pumped milk a couple time. Zane took the bottle with no hesitation and DH was happy for the bonding time too, so that has been nice.



I had hand expressed quite a bit of colostrum during the last few weeks of pregnancy. I had frozen it in syringes in case Zane ended up having bad jaundice like Levi did. I gave him a few ml while we were in the hospital, but my milk came in less than 48 hours after birth, so I didn’t need much of the expressed colostrum. Levi ended up really wanting to try breastmillk (yeah, I know), so I gave it to him. DH was super grossed out but I reminded him that Levi only weaned back in Feb, so it wasn’t even that long ago. And maybe it will help his immune system… who knows?

Other odds and ends:

  • Zane lost his cord at 8 days old, on his due date. πŸ™‚
  • One of my two stitches fell out at 7 days post partum. That other stitch is still hanging in tight now at 13 days PP. Can’t wait till it falls out because stitches itch! But I’m so glad I didn’t end up with numerous stitches like I did last time. UGH!
  • Zane has a bit of a blocked tear duct in his right eye. All of my babies have had this and so did DH, which makes me wonder if maybe it’s hereditary?? Anyway, it has days where it is more clear than others so I hope it doesn’t get as bad as Truett’s was. Levi’s cleared up fairly quickly if I remember right.
  • He still gets hiccups on the same schedule he had them in utero. Every morning and every night when we go to bed and usually at least once throughout the day. And how this poor baby hates the hiccups! I usually give him the pacifier because it helps them go away faster and keeps him from spitting up from the hiccups.
  • He will really only take the pacifier at night and only until he falls asleep, then he spits it out. He does suck on his thumb frequently though, which is absolutely adorable!! πŸ™‚




Our routine at night has been: pump, nurse Zane to top him off, change his diaper and put him in his sleep sack, then lay him on my bed while I get ready for bed. Then when I’m ready, I move him to his bed and turn off the light. He usually falls asleep either while I am getting ready or right after I move him to his bed. I absolutely love the co-sleeper (it’s the Arms Reach brand) and being able to hear him breathing right next to me, but in his own space.


You may remember that during my pregnancy, Levi was the one who always wanted to “kiss my baby” almost every day, and loved to talk about the baby constantly. He was always talking about how he would “smuggle” the baby and help me take care of him. While Levi does like to hold Zane and will gladly bring me diapers and wipes and likes to watch me change him and bathe him, I have been surprised that Truett is actually the one who has stepped easily into the big brother role again. He had been so adamant during the pregnancy that he was not going to help with the baby and didn’t care much to talk about the baby or kiss my belly. For the last few weeks of the pregnancy, when it became more real that there was definitely a baby in there, Tru did start to get excited a bit more. But never so much as Levi was. So I’ve been surprised that Tru is always asking to hold the baby and just loves to sit next to me and hold Zane’s hand for long periods of time. He is always bringing me pillows, blankets, diapers and wipes and burp towels… He loves to be involved in picking out the baby’s outfits. It’s so cute! Both Tru and Levi are constantly aware of Zane and if he is in another room, they always ask where he is and fret when we leave the house that we won’t bring their baby back. Zane is so blessed to have big brothers who love him so dearly and are so protective and attentive to his needs. (Even though we do have a few incidents of passive aggression from Levi. πŸ˜‰ )



Ok, I have to end this here even though there is so much to say!




Dear God, thank You for a blessed and beautiful week with our precious new baby boy. Thank You for faithfully seeing us through the pregnancy and birth. Please help Zane to continue to be healthy and for us to do a good job caring for and raising him. In Jesus’ name, amen.



Tru and Zane

Levi and Zane

We are having a quiet day at home this Thanksgiving. We had planned to go to DH’s grandma’s house today but Levi threw up this morning so we stayed home in case we are contagious. He’s been fine the rest of the day, playing and eating. As sad as we were to miss the party, we have just been trying to enjoy the day. I made egg and ham muffins and we watched a movie. DH and the boys pretended to be Kungfu Panda (LOL) and now DH is out hunting squirrel while the boys nap. And I’m soaking up baby snuggles! 
I had a light bulb moment around 4am this morning when I woke up to feed Zane. I was due to have him on November 19th. For some reason, that date never rang any bells in my mind until it hit me this morning….That was the date of our first egg retrieval, 5 years ago!! Our first embryo transfer was Thanksgiving Day, the 22nd of 2012. Our hearts were broken when that cycle failed. After 4.5 years of TTC, I felt like it was hopeless. Like I was broken and could never have the life I wanted. I could never have imagined that we would be blessed with 3 little boys over the course of the next 5 years. When I spent that Thanksgiving laying on the couch after the ET, I never imagined that I would spend Thanksgiving at home on the couch snuggling my third newborn just 5 short years later. God has blessed us and brought beauty from our pain. I know that each of these gifts is solely His doing. I am thankful for that today and give Him all the glory. 
No matter where you are or what you are doing today, I hope your day will be blessed. I hope your life will be blessed in exactly the way God chooses to bless you. πŸ’•

I’m going to post this without pictures for now because I haven’t uploaded them yet and don’t have time right now, but I’ll try to post them soon.


*This is the TMI version of the birth. Blood, amniotic fluid and all. If that disturbs you, I’d recommend skipping this post.*


*Birth isΒ usually aΒ beautiful event. It is also a painful and sometimes dramatic event. This birth was mostly calm, but I don’t sugar-coat the pain. Just know that it was all 100% worth it and I wouldn’t change a thing because this is the way that my baby came into my arms and I am so thankful and blessed to have him here.*


I have a few spare minutes so I thought I’d try to get the birth story written down. It’s already getting very fuzzy on timelines and details but that’s ok. It was an absolutely beautiful birth. Horribly intense but very short labor. 38 weeks 5 days, the day before I was going to be induced, I spent the day at home with the boys just spending time together, cleaning up the house and getting the last items thrown in the hospital bags. We skipped nap time in favor of an early bedtime. The boys were in bed by 8pm and DH and I went to bed a little before 9. Of course, despite taking Unisom and a natural sleep supplement my sister L gave me, I didn’t fall asleep until after 11 and sleep was very fitful after that. I had to be up at 2:40am to get ready to leave for the hospital, but I woke up a little after 2 with pain in my leg and nervousness running crazy, so I got up around 2:20 and got a shower, curled my hair and had breakfast. We left the house a bit after 3:30 and got to the hospital at about 5am.



Once we got admitted to our room, the nurse hooked me and baby up to the monitor, asked 20 million questions and tried to start an IV. She couldn’t get it after 2 tries, so she had another nurse come in and get it started. That whole IV process took over half an hour! At that point, she flushed an entire bag of fluid through me and started the pitocin at 2 at about 7am or a little after. She checked me to get a starting point and I was 3cm, 60% effaced and baby was -2 station.



The contractions started soon after but were very mild, very short and not too frequent. (registering around 50 on the toco monitor)The next set of nurses came on shift right after that. One was in training and had only been there a few days and the other was so young, she couldn’t have been there long herself. They came in every half hour to increase the Pitocin by 2 and check my blood pressure. At 8:59am, I texted my mom to tell her that the contractions were getting stronger. At 9:04, I told her they were close. The Dr come in right after that to talk about breaking my water. I told her I didn’t want to yet and she asked when I would want her to. I told her, maybe in 4 hours. She said that was ok, but a long time and maybe 2 hours would be better and she would come back to check later. I asked her how high we were going to go on the Pitocin since I was VBAC and she said that they don’t usually induce VBACs so she couldn’t answer that. Then she left. At that point I had cycled through laboring in the bed, in the rocking chair and was now on the birth ball.



By the time they had bumped me to 6 on the pitocin, I told the nurse that I wouldn’t be able to stand much more. My contractions were over 124+ on the toco and happening very frequently. (From my labor with Levi, I knew that the pitocin on 3 was already too much for my body and they had to turn it off. Pathetic I know, but my uterus responds very very strong to just a tiny tiny bit.) I texted my mom at 9:25 that the contractions were much worse and very close, then at 9:33 I told her she should leave the house to come to the hospital soon! (They have a 1.5+ hour drive too) The nurse bumped the Pitocin to an 8 and I knew I couldn’t go any higher. The pressure and pain were horrendous by that point and I asked them to turn it down. I was trying to labor kneeling over the bed, and later standing while leaning on the bed. They kept saying that we wanted this kind of contractions and it was good, but from having been in labor before, I knew this was wayyy too intense for my body. Labor with Levi was very manageable. I could walk around and stop to squat with the contractions. I could breathe through them (until transition) but with these, I couldn’t bear it. I was breaking down crying and moaning very loudly and no matter how hard I tried to relax into the contraction and breathe through it, I couldn’t. They were coming very fast and the pain was completely localized on my c-section scar and intense downward pressure. Finally the nurses asked the Dr what to do and came back to the room to flush another bag of IV fluid through me and turn the Pitocin down to 4. Which helped space the contractions just a bit, and dimmed the pain enough that I stopped hyperventilating. My face and then my legs had gone numb from not being able to slow my breathing down, and my vision was getting weird, which was exactly what happened in my labor with Levi during transition. I kept saying “I’d think I was in transistion if it wasn’t so soon.” And the nurses and DH kept telling me that I probably was and that I should let the Dr come check me. I decided to try getting in the shower first because I couldn’t handle hearing that I hadn’t made any progress yet.



I got in the shower to sit on the seat for about 5 minutes, if that. It felt amazing and calmed me down, but the Dr came in the room again and asked if I wanted her to check me now or in 2 hours. I decided to do it now, even though I hated to get out of the shower, because I couldn’t imagine 2 more hours of this kind of labor. I had asked her at my first check, when I should get the epidural line placed and she said I didn’t have to. But at this point, hearing me while I was working through the pain and having 3 more contractions just getting out of the shower, she said I should go ahead and get it placed. I’m not sure if she became concerned because of the pain I was having or what, but all the pain was still localized to the scar area and downward pressure. She had talked earlier about putting a pressure monitor in my uterus to make sure I wasn’t rupturing, (never knew any such thing existed!) but said my water would have to be broken first. I didn’t have any scar pain with Levi, so that was new! Anyway, the Dr checked me and said I was 8cm, then she left the room with no other comment. I thought that was weird since I knew she wanted to break my water soon, but she was very respectful of what I wanted and I appreciated that she wasn’t pushy at all. It was just so completely different from my experience with the Dr who delivered Levi. Night and day.



So, the anesthesiologist showed up right away (DH took a call from my mom right about then at 10:47am) and I was thrilled to see him! All through my pregnancy, I had been on the fence about getting the epidural dosed this time but I had decided I would go with whatever felt right at the time. I asked him what my options were for pain if I still wanted to get out of bed. (I had been to the bathroom about 800 times at that point and didn’t want to be stuck in bed or have a catheter.) He suggested a dose of fentanyl through the epidural line and said that would probably hold me over till the birth since the birth would be soon. I thought that was a great option! What I didn’t know was that it would make me itch all over and feel very warm, but it was worth it! He also gave me a shot ofΒ pepcid which was supposed to help the itching. I felt so much relief from the fentanyl! I was able to lay down in bed and rest my body. I had been shaking really badly through the pain and I finally calmed down and could breathe. At that point, my MIL, FIL, SIL and niece arrived. I was calm and able to talk to DH and my SIL between contractions for a little bit while everyone else waited in the waiting room. Then the contractions started hurting like crazy again and I was back in the dire pain situation again. I’m not sure how much time had passed. Maybe an hour? I could feel a warm sensation with each contraction. It felt like the water was flowing out of my body, but it hadn’t broken yet. I think that was the water bag bulging….



My parents arrived and I continued to work through the pain and contractions. My Dad stood by the bed looking quite helpless. I halfway felt bad for him and halfway found it quite humorous. He eventually left to go sit with my FIL. When I went to use the bathroom, there was quite a lot of blood and I got scared but the nurse said it was normal. After a little while, I was clinging to the bed rail, half sitting during the contractions, crying and starting to freak out again. The nurse checked me and said I was 10cm and my water bag was bulging. She said if we could break the water, baby would come fast. I was so scared to get my water broke, mostly because I didn’t know how I could cope with any more pain, but I agreed to let the Dr come break my water. My mom, DH and the nurses were all telling me to just let the Dr do it so we could get the pain and delivery over with. Right after the nurse left the room, I felt two pops around my belly button. A couple of seconds passed and then water started gushing out. It wasn’t nearly as much water as I’d had with Levi, but it was much less painful to have it break on its own rather than having a Dr digging in there with the hook. I was so relieved that the Dr didn’t have to break it. At this point, the contractions were so incredibly intense with pressure, but I still didn’t have the urge to push. DH went to get the nurse and she came back in the room a few minutes later. I don’t think she was at all convinced my water had gone but she called for the Dr. I told the nurse I wanted the pitocin off because I was contracting so fast and hard. She wouldn’t turn it off and I was like “I am obviously having the baby now. My labor isn’t going to stop.” But anyway, when she left the room, I turned the drip off. I know I shouldn’t have, but it seemed so stupid to have it still running and causing me so much extra intense pain.



At that point, a few minutes before 1pm, I told the nurse that I wanted another dose of fentanyl. The anesthesiologist said that wasn’t allowed so I asked for a small dose of the epidural. Everyone was all “You don’t need it! You’ll be having the baby in a few minutes!” But I insisted that I did want it. I had pretty much made up my mind that I wanted something to take the edge off during pushing and in case I ended up with a million stitches again. So, the anesthesiologist came in again and I explained that I wanted only the very smallest amount of medicine possible. I wanted to be able to move my legs and change positions and push in whatever position felt right. Not to be numb entirely or unable to move my legs. He said he had just the thing and gave me a shot through the line. He said to lay on my back for 7-10 minutes to let the medicine work. I couldn’t though. I had to sit up. I couldn’t handle even one contraction laying down.



The Dr arrived right after that and checked me. She told me to start pushing. I had been sobbing and saying “I don’t want to push!” over and over. I feel kind of silly looking back now. πŸ˜‰ But I realized later that the reason I didn’t want to push was because I was so worried I would hemorrhage again. That and I was afraid I would tear. Anyway, I still didn’t have the urge to push, just the incredible intense pressure I had felt all day. That and the horrible pain in my incision which was overriding every other sensation in my body. But the Dr just started counting, so I pushed. 3 pushes and his head was right there. I think I pushed through 4 contractions, 2 or 3 pushes each time. Once his head was halfway out, she said to stop and let my body stretch so I wouldn’t tear (with Levi I wasn’t told to stop and that probably caused a lot of the tearing). She said he would come out on his own with the next contraction. I impulsively reached down and felt Zane’s head. It was so warm and soft. I couldn’t wait to get him out! Once I had another contraction, out he popped at 1:09pm, with his right hand up by his face just like it always was in my ultrasounds. I think I pushed about 6 minutes. The nurse had covered my belly with a towel and I kept pushing it away and she kept moving it back. I was getting so annoyed! I wanted the baby right on me. His cord was very short so he couldn’t go on my chest until DH cut it about a minute after birth. (I wanted to wait longer but the Dr said they will only wait 1 minute – oh well) FINALLY, they moved Zane up onto my chest and it was such an incredible feeling. He cried, I cried…. πŸ™‚



The placenta was out a minute or 2 later with no issues. The Dr said I had a tiny tear (Yep! I felt that happening!) and needed 2 stitches. Thankfully, the epidural had worked its way to where I needed it and the stitching wasn’t painful. During the pushing, I had sensation but not so much burning as I had with Levi. I’m not sure if that was due to the epidural starting to take effect or if it was just an easier birth. Either way, I was very happy with how everything went. I wouldn’t change a thing!! I lost very little blood and was up and walking to the bathroom less than 2 hours later. I felt amazing! Not like I had just had a baby. I have had seriously almost no soreness down there at all. I can’t believe the difference in healing this time. I am so thankful for how God worked everything out!! I know DH was praying all through the labor and so was I. I had my mom, MIL, SIL, and sisters S and M and of course, DH there during the birth and it was perfect. I had been on the fence about having so many people in the room again, but I don’t regret it at all. I know they were all praying for us and it just felt cozy and happy. I am also so happy that I got the Dr that I had that day. When I had a prenatal check up with her, I had told DH that I would be happy with her at the birth and she really was great. πŸ™‚ And honestly, even though we had young and very fresh nurses, they did a great job and I am happy that they got to see us all the way through the labor and birth.


So, all told, I had 6 hours of labor, but only 3.5 hours of hard labor. If I had went into labor at home and waited to see if it was the real thing and called my sister to come watch the kids and had DH come home from work and then drove over 1.5 hours to the hospital – we likely would have either barely made it in time, or had the baby in the car. Of course, it’s possible that labor would have been slower without pitocin, but who knows how much more I might have dilated before labor started. I think it was a good call to induce and I don’t regret it even though I thought I might. And I am happy Zane was born without any distress aside from a few minor dips in heartrate during the labor. Just so thankfulΒ he was born safeΒ and happy. πŸ™‚



We stayed in the hospital for 2 days. We were going to go home the next day but Zane’s bilirubin came back at 5.1, so we opted to stay at the pediatrician’s request because of how bad Levi’s jaundice had gotten. They wanted to watch him another night just in case. The next day it was 7.8 but my milk was coming in at that point and he was out of the danger zone. πŸ™‚ It was nice to have another day in the hospital, mostly because Zane had come so fast that he choked on the mucus all night that hadn’t been squeezed through his lungs. I felt better having the nurses nearby because I ended up buzzing them once when I couldn’t get the mucus suctioned out and I started to get scared. Obviously, he was fine. Also, he was so sore after the circumcision that I was glad he had a day to heal before coming home and being passed around and held by his big brothers. We missed Tru and Levi so much and they missed us too and ended up crying on the second night but we talked to them on the phone and they were alright. πŸ™‚ Little Zane is 1 week old today!! He is such a calm and happy baby. He has woken up about 2 times a night, every night since he was born. Hoping that he keeps doing so well. I am so thankful for my Third Gracious Gift of God. πŸ™‚


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