On the day that Webber was born......

It 'twas not August 16th, the day that we had perfectly planned a c-section. Let's take a step back to August 8th, shall we? Perfectly innocuous in utero Webb-check. I was fine. Webb was breach, but it was all good because we again, we had a plan that would make that a non-issue. Got home from work not feeling great, but it was hot and I was huge. Then things got interesting:
8:30pm, Text Dalen at the golf course: "think I might be having contractions, going to lay down so that they go away".

9:30pm, definitely should not have eaten that third piece of pizza at dinner, must be having stomach pains, not contractions.

Watch the clock hit all hours between 10:30 and 4:30. Start texting colleagues about rearranging meetings for the morning- because I wasn't feeling great, but there was NO WAY that I could possibly be in labor! Call doctor at 6:15 am, shockingly she wants me to come in-oh bad news, she's leaving for a conference. Frantically, text colleague, "I'm in labor; won't be making meetings today. Sorry" , pack go-bag (bc it wasn't even close to the 16th yet), call technician who lives in Yankton to have her meet us at the hospital, to look after Westin, realize that hey I can no longer talk through contractions, maybe just maybe I'm in labor! It is now 7:45am and we are leaving the house. We get to Avera Sacred Heart hospital in Yankton, um yeah, I was 5 cm, fully effaced, water bulging. Ive never seen folks move so fast! Webber Andrews Moore was born at 9:34am. 7lbs 13.5oz, 20 inches long. Perfectly healthy.

For those of you wondering why it has taken me so long in getting up this post, well, Webb has been perfectly healthy, but I had some complications. No bigs, nothing that a lot of rest and megatons of iron won't fix. Just be patient with me. Turns out that red blood cells are important and not just some rhetoric from 7th grade health class.

Dalen did a tremendous job getting stuff done at home and taking care of Westin. Gpops and D arrived on Monday the 13th, which has also been super helpful. As for Westin, my little boy continues to amaze me. He has gone from "I not want", in reference to his little brother to loving his little brotha webbah and wrapping his pup pup up in his beat (blanket) and calling it 'baby'.

Opening Day!

 The pool is open! And Dalen started 'lessons' today. Kicking feet/legs and flapping arms, and,of course, having fun were the main goals! Action shots are limited for obvious safety reasons. Dada reports that at first, Westin thought it was too cold and kept asking to 'sit down', but once he saw Dada having so much fun, he decided to wade back in. This summer's first pool experience was a huge success! On the phone,Westin told me how they 'were outside' and 'he was like a duck' in the pool. Good. Stuff!

Westin could only be bribed to get out of the pool with a 'cicle'...Mama has eaten all of the 'cicles', so Italian ice it was.

Wednesday at the Park

We had a doctor's appointment this morning. After the appointment and lunch, Dalen and Westin headed to the park...

Oh, the appointment? Well, Webber is doing awesome! My blood pressure is fantastic. Me--officially, I'm a cankle-o-saurus. I've gained 5 lbs in the last 2 weeks. FIVE POUNDS, PEOPLE!
Me: Holy cow, that's alot!
Nurse: It might be the scale. We've been having problems with that scale. It also might be water weight. (this is where I really want to give the nurse a hug, but it requires getting off the table and crossing the room--do you know how much work it takes these days to get on the darn exam table?)
Doctor: The summer will not be kind to you.
Me: *tears* I just bought crocs, because I can't wear my normal shoes anymore.
Doctor: Please wear them to the next appointment; I have to see this!
Me: I don't think that I have a choice.
Doctor: By the way, the weight gain is nothing to worry about. As long as you're not sitting on the couch eating a tub of ice cream.
Me: Who would do a crazy thing like that?*
Dalen: (oddly silent, mainly trying to keep his head down. bob and weave, my friend, bob and weave)
AND, we're only at 32 weeks.....

*For the record, I've only eaten 5 Edy's single fruit pops at one time, but not a tub of ice cream...and that was, like, WEEKS ago. I might have had 2 cupcakes last night--but, really, that was it. Promise.

Sprinkler fun

Last Thursday a colleague of mine was having a 100+ year old cottonwood taken down, which also meant that her huge crop of Hostas had to be moved ASAP. The entire process, which involved a lot of dirt followed by quality sprinkler time, was incredibly satisfying for one little boy. The hostas are lovely and I can't wait for them to bloom next year!

Mama and Webber at 31 weeks. I'm not the only one wondering: are we there, yet??

 

Library Class!

Today's pictures are a little blurry, but don't blame the wonderful photographer (Dalen)...it's just the current state of Westin's perpetual motion. And for those who think that a library class is all about sitting and listening to books--well think again! It's also about singing songs, twirling, shaking your wiggles out, and finally, stickers.

For those waiting for vacation pictures--sorry! At 31 weeks, I'm a little tired by the end of my day. And I'm not going to make any wild promises about vacation pictures or growing belly pictures (it's impressive, y'all :)). It may be sporadic over the next couple of months, but we'll try to keep the updates a-coming......

Movie Monday

Today's theme is reading with Dada, or perhaps, reading to Dada. Some of Westin's most favorite books are written by Sandra Boynton (many of these books have been lovingly given to him by his Aunt Diane and Uncle Dayn)...I think that you can see why these books are some of his favs.

My favorite (if anyone is wondering) is 'But Not the Hippopotumus'....it makes Westin giggle almost every time :)

'Saur sounds

Westin has very clear ideas about which 'saurs make which sounds....well, only, if you are a 'ceritops...

He's also been practicing walking like a 'sauras outside: