A Girl and Her Elephant--3 Months!

Be prepared for a picture-filled blog post!  We've got lots!

She's getting so big!  I can't believe that she is already 3 months old.  It has gone by so fast, and I know it will just go faster and faster.  Why hasn't anyone found a way to slow down time?

At her 3 month check-up this morning, Sam weighed in at 11 lbs 6 oz. She wasn't measured, but by the way those pants are fitting in the pictures above, I'd say she's grown in both directions!

It's crazy how fast she is learning and growing.  I feel like every month I could write a novel.  That's why I've decided to start a journal for Samantha.  My goal is to write in it every day, or nearly every day because it seems so much can happen even in that short amount of time.  Plus, it gets really hard to remember everything when I come update this blog every month.  So far, I've been doing her journal for a week.  I am hopeful I can keep it up!  

1) Samantha is smiling and cooing more than ever now.  Often, she can be in any type of mood and I can usually get a smile out of her.  Love it!  In fact, one time she was crying because she was overly tired.  I looked down at her and smiled and she stopped crying to smile back.  It didn't last long, but I loved it!

2) We've also heard her giggle about 3 times now.  It's usually very surprising to all of us!  

3) She's doing so well with her sleeping.  For the last 4 nights, she has slept 8 hours!  And last night, I didn't even have to get up to give her the soother.  She really slept through the night!  She's always been a great sleeper and I don't know what I'll do if we ever have a baby that doesn't sleep well.  She's definitely spoiled us!

4) Since she was 2 months, she could roll over from her tummy to her back.  She can still do that, but recently, she started rolling onto her side from her back.  Yesterday, she was trying to reach her soother and ALMOST rolled over from her back to her stomach!  That dang arm of hers got in the way.  It could still be awhile before she does it, but I thought a close encounter required some reporting! :)

5) About the time she started rolling to her side, she discovered her feet.  She LOVES grabbing at them!  

6) She also loves studying her hands.  She'll put them in front of her face and go all cross-eyed looking at them.  

7) She's still the best baby in the world.  We were able to go see Hunger Games with her and she was an angel throughout.  It wasn't the most stress-free movie I've ever seen, but I enjoyed it and she was really good.  I might not do it for every movie I want to see, but this one seemed to be an exception.  

We love our baby!  Enjoy the pictures! 

Standing up!  She's so strong!

I looked away for a minute and when I looked back, she had this hoola-hooped this around her arm! Clever girl!

Smiley baby!

Typical

C'mon now.  Cutest baby EVER?  I think so!

With her 2nd cousin Ava who was born exactly 1 month after Sam.  So cute!

Rolling to her side. 

The Easter bunny brought her a basket.  He brought her an Easter dress and 2 stuffed animals!  Actually the Eeyore was from Grandma Lee but it got stuffed in there with everything else. 

Samantha in her Easter dress!  Isn't she adorable?

Full ensemble.  Tights and an Easter headband .

Sleepy girl!

Grandma Lee bought her this duck costume!  So cute!

Quack! Quack!

Love her to pieces!

Happy Easter (yesterday) everyone.  

Happy 3 month birthday to my baby girl!

Happy birthday to my sister-in-law Chelsea.

And...

Happy BIRTHday to my new nephew...no-named (yet) Farr born this morning.  Can't wait to meet you! 

Time

Even as I write this, I can't stop thinking to myself: Samantha's asleep, I could/should be doing this, this, this or this.  But, I'm writing a blog post.

Time has come to mean something very different to me since Sammie was born. In fact, the last year has been quite interesting when it comes to time.

When we moved to Canada, I was forbidden to work or go to school.  I had all of the time in the world, and nothing to do with it.  I tried to stay busy; I did a lot of my favorite hobbies, but I found that when all you do is your hobbies, they don't feel like hobbies anymore.  To be honest, I am not really sure how I spent my 6 months of complete and utter time.  I found that when I have so much time but nothing to do with it, it can be difficult to stay happy.  I think I did an okay job with it, but it was hard.

Now I have the opposite problem.  For a long time, Samantha would not be put down, even when she was asleep.  She would wake up the minute I put her down, and if she did sleep without being held, it was only for like 15-20 minutes.  She's better now; in fact, she can be put down before she's asleep and can fall asleep somewhat on her own.  She still only sleeps for 30 minutes to an hour at a time. (She's had a couple of days where her afternoon nap is like 2-3 hours which has been nice).  Anyway, what I'm saying is I don't have all that much time in the day! And when it's interrupted so very often, it makes it difficult to do anything at all.  (Sometimes, my shower/getting ready time is spanned over 2 naps, which is like a 2-3 hour period...)

I'm not going to lie, it does stress me out a bunch.  I've got a lot of things that HAVE to get done.  My immigration papers, Samantha's U.S. citizenship, her passport (which we did end up getting done, thank goodness), taxes, etc., etc.  These things can't get done in a 30 minute nap so often, it takes me all day to get just a little bit of one thing done.  I mean, I've been working on my immigration stuff since she was about 6 weeks old.  And, it's still not done.  It's certainly stressful.  And, it can be difficult to stay happy.

I just have to remember how precious she is to me.  I have to remember how much I yearned for her to be here in my life.  I have to remember that if you had asked me a year ago, I would have given anything to be exactly where I am right now.  I am lucky, I am blessed, I am extremely grateful.

Stressed? Yes! Not able to get much done in a day? Definitely Yes! But happy, blessed and humbled? A thousand times YES!!!

I wouldn't trade any of it for the world!

A Girl and Her Elephant--2 Months

Sorry I'm a little slow on the posting this time around.  She's almost 2 1/2 months by now...whoops!

Not only did I take a few pictures of Samantha on her 2 month birthday, but we went to Grandma Lee's house and did a much better photo shoot with Grandma's good camera and excellent talent!  Thanks Grandma Lee!

Samantha continues to be the joy of our lives!  She is such a blessing and we don't go a day without thanking God for putting her here with us!  We're so lucky and she is so special!

A couple of things about Sammie this month!

1) She continues to smile and smile.  She'll do it a lot more often now and sometimes even unprovoked.   For example, after a somewhat stressful 3rd hour at church, having to leave my meeting 3-4 times, I was changing her diaper and looked down and there she was smiling up at me like she knew I was stressed.  It made it all better, that's for sure!
2) At her 2 month immunization appointment, she weighed 10 lbs 2 oz and measured 22.75" She was like 76th percentile in height and 30 something in weight.  For the weight/height ratio, she was only 3rd percentile...the nurse wasn't worried because she wasn't off the charts yet, but if she does go below the charts, she said she'd be worried.  I'm not worried.  If you look at her, she's perfectly healthy.  She's got some rolls in all the right places, her cheeks are super chunky and she's super happy!
3) Samantha has always been very strong but as a braggy mom, I have to say that she started rolling over.  From her stomach to her back!  And it's very much on purpose!  I'm a proud mama!
4) I have heard her giggle twice.  I'm not yet convinced that she knew what she was doing.  We were having a little conversation and she was smiling and talking with me, and it just came out!  I'm hoping to hear more of those little gems soon!
5) She's getting better at being put down.  Especially since she is awake more, I'll put her down to play on her mat so I think she's getting used to it.
6) As of last week, she could sleep 8 hours (with me getting up every hour or two to put her soother back in her mouth...). The last 3 nights or so, however, she's been getting up every 2 hours.  Sometimes  less.  And her soother won't soothe her... She's always been a great sleeper (her first night she had a four hour stretch and has had at least that since) so I'm thinking she must be having some sort of growth spurt.  Needing that extra food!
7) She's learning how to use her lungs more!  She's still not a cry baby :) but she'll cry more often.  She'll cry when she's tired and can't get to sleep without some help.  She'll cry when she's hungry.  She'll even cry when I'm not paying attention to her like she wants me to.  That's my favorite!  Because all I have to do is look at her and play with her and she's all smiles!  Sometimes, but not very often, she'll cry just because she wants to cry.
8) She likes to play a lot more.  She will stare and stare at the little star on her play mat and kick her legs and bat her arms at all the toys hanging down from it!
9) She LOVES standing up.  When she's fussy and it's none of the normal "hungry, poopy diaper, tired" things, just stand her up, face her out so she can see everything around her, and she's great!  She especially loves to do this with her daddy.  He's even learned to literally run around the house to keep her happy.  She loves the movement and the standing up!  It's pretty cute!
10) We love, love, love our girl.  She is perfect in every way.  Sometimes, I have to remind myself how important it is to take the time to appreciate her at this stage.  I know it will go way too fast; it already has.  So, sometimes, I just need to slow down and play with my little girl!  Love her!

Calm after her bath! 

Already loves the Flames!

This one will be framed!  Love it!

This one too!  My precious girl!

No one has to tell me how beautiful she is!  

This is a typical face.  I'm not sure if she's confused or what.  I like it though!

Looking straight at the camera.  This one is definitely frame worthy as well!

Again, thank you Judi for these photos!  They are beautiful!

6 Weeks

Samantha is 6 weeks old (well, 7 tomorrow, but 6 is more of a milestone!)

She has learned to do a lot since I last posted!

Her legs are really strong. She can practically stand up!  Her head is getting stronger too!  We hardly have to hold it up for her ever! Clever girl!

She started smiling! Wahoo!  So much fun.  

She also started cooing.  We've had some pretty good conversations, she and I! I have tried multiple times to get it on video, but she stops almost immediately upon the arrival of the camcorder!

She is getting cuter and cuter every day.  She weighs 9 lbs 8 oz., 21" long.  I look at pictures of her from 6 weeks ago, and can't believe how much she's grown already.  It makes me a little sad, but then she smiles at me, and everything's okay!

We love our girl!

She's a thinker!

She is definitely chubbier than she used to be.  When we took her home from the hospital, there was so much room in that hood!  Now we can barely zip it up!

A Girl and her Elephant--1 Month

I got this idea from a friend who did it with her daughter and her duck.  I thought it was so cute to see the change baby makes from month to month in comparison with a big stuffed animal, so I thought I would do it myself!

I cannot believe that Samantha is one month old today.  It has been the quickest, most rewarding month of my life.  She is such a joy!  Here are some things about Samantha you might want to know:

1. After a somewhat rough start, she is solely breastfeeding.  She'll still take a bottle if we need to go somewhere, which is nice, but she's gotten the hang of breastfeeding which I am grateful for.
2. Samantha hates being put down.  Even as I write this, she is grunting and moving around, even though I waited about 30 minutes of her being asleep before putting her down!
3. She cries when she's hungry and grunts the rest of the time.
4. She has only had one scream session which I'm grateful for.  If she gets what she wants, she'll settle down really quickly.  Such a good baby!
5. She typically likes taking baths, but it does stress her out somewhat.  We have yet to give her a bath without her spitting up all over her newly cleaned body, or peeing everywhere.
6.  She is such a strong baby.  From day one she tried and tried to keep her head up.  It was a little difficult then, but ever since, she's just kept on trying.  During "tummy time,"she can keep it up for a few seconds and then it gets pretty heavy so she puts it down again.
7. She loves her soother, but will spit it out even when she wants it.  I'm convinced it's because she just wants some attention!
8. She's been a great sleeper ever since she was born.  Right now, she'll usually give us a 4 hour stretch at the beginning of the night, then a 2-3 hour stretch after that.  During the day, she usually only sleeps for an hour or two at a time, so we are grateful that she's learned when night time is!
9. She loves having her hands by her face, and they are always in fists.  Sometimes it looks like she's getting ready to box someone!
10.  All in all, we couldn't have asked for a better baby.  She cries when she wants something but it is incredibly easy to calm her down. There are so many times when I just look down at her and wonder how in the world we got to be so lucky to not only have a baby, but to have such a good-natured one.  Derek and I truly are blessed to be her parents!

(This is her holding her head up!  Such a strong baby!)

Oh, and she wants to wish you all a Happy Valentine's Day.  This onesie was given to her by a friend of mine in our new ward.  So cute!

Baby Samantha

I know all of you know this already, but I still feel like I need to update this blog on the most important thing that has ever happened to me in my entire life:

Samantha Elizabeth Lee was born!

I'll update what happened since my last post. I can't really remember what happened on Sunday except that we didn't go to church because contractions were still occurring quite often, we went to Derek's parents for dinner, and I was SICK and TIRED of being in early labor. I went back to the hospital on Sunday night determined not to leave there until I was admitted. I wanted them to induce me or something. Get the party started already. I went into triage...again...willing to be as assertive or aggressive as needed to get what I wanted. The nurse wasn't quite as loving as I had hoped.

Nurse: You are 3 cm dilated, still 100% effaced.

Me: Isn't there something you could do to speed up this process? I've been doing this for almost 3 days now.

Nurse: Well, we are really busy.

Me: You are always really busy.

Nurse: Well, we don't have a single room available.

Me: (I shut my mouth at this point because I didn't want to do either of two things: 1) scream and shout at the nurse who really doesn't have anything to do with anything or 2) cry hysterically.

Once the nurse left to call the doctor to see what he/she wanted to do with me, I told Derek, "if I was 10 cm dilated, they'd find me a room..."

Needless to say, I was extremely tired, extremely emotional, and extremely irritated.

The nurse came back and told me that the doctor suggested I take some morphine, go home and try to get some sleep. A lot of times the morphine helps speed up the process.

Nurse: My bet is you will go home, get 4-5 hours of sleep and when you wake up, you will be in active labor. You'll come back in and be ready to have your baby.

Me: (in my head) Whatever lady...I hate you!

I had never really wanted morphine because I really didn't want to harm my baby. Finally, I had to remind myself, and Derek helped, that all medications have side effects, and they usually never present themselves. I was so tired after 3 nights of not sleeping at all, that the medication seemed like heaven. I took it and went home, crying the whole way.

I did sleep for 4 hours. Stupid nurse was right about that.

I woke up and felt a little wet. By a little, I mean, so little it was scary. I waited a couple of hours until I realized that yes, I'm pretty sure my water was leaking.

We went back to the hospital at 12:30. Got there by 1:00 a.m. Monday morning. Nurse was right again.

They checked to see if I was actually leaking and sure enough, I was. They checked my cervix: 4 cm dilated. Enough to consider me in active labor. I hate that nurse!

I was admitted at 2:00 a.m. and got a room in the labor and delivery unit around 2:30 a.m.

Everything after that was kind of a blur. It was a good thing Derek was there because doctors have asked questions since then, and I wouldn't have known the answer to any of them.

The doctor broke my water completely around 5:00 a.m. and after that, I realized what labor actually felt like. No relief...that's for sure. Contraction after contraction lasting forever with no time in between to breathe. It was definitely hard.

I caved and had an epidural at 7:30 a.m. Best decision I EVER made! After over 3 days of contractions (even if they weren't "active labor" contractions) and no sleep, I needed some relief. It was awesome.

I slept. I slept. And I slept some more. I'm not really sure all that happened between that time and the time I needed to push. I was completely out of it.

But, at 2:00 p.m., the doctor said I was at a 10 and ready to push.

I pushed for 1 1/2 hours. The entire time, the doctor kept saying that we were most likely going to have to use forceps or the vacuum because Samantha was not positioned correctly. They could never tell me how she was positioned. They couldn't tell themselves. Bizarre. I pushed every time I felt a contraction and it was the weirdest sensation since I really couldn't feel anything. That was the worst part about the epidural. I really couldn't remember how to push and it was hard to know if I was doing anything at all.

Finally, around 3:05-3:10, they were about to call someone in to do the forceps/vacuum. I never vocalized this while in delivery, but I REALLY didn't want that to happen. Like REALLY!!! I pushed again, Samantha somehow turned at the last minute and she was here.

She was born at 3:19, weighing 7 lbs 11 oz. and measuring 21 and 3/4 inches long.

She is absolutely perfect in every way. See for yourself!

Big yawn

She always sleeps with her hand to her face. Even in the womb!

All wrapped up, sleeping like a princess!

First bath at home. She didn't like it then, but she's loved it ever since.

She's just adorable!

Going home from the hospital

Just 4 hours after she was born. She is so alert!

Love her!

Just 4 minutes after she was born. I love the artistry of this picture, even if you can't see her very well.

55 Hours and Counting

Labor for 55 hours? Yep, that's right. That's how Courtney and Samantha like to do things!

Yesterday was an interesting day. We walked around our neighborhood for about 2 hours. I came home and took a shower. We ate lunch. Then we went to Derek's parents house to watch a movie (I thought it might be a good idea to walk on their elliptical while watching as well...) Throughout this time, contractions were still occurring, but they were still pretty inconsistent. Like 5-8 minutes apart. Lasting 1 minute to 1:30. Painful, but doable.

As we were watching the movie (Harry Potter Deathly Hallows Part 1 for those who were wondering), the contractions started picking up again. Closer together and MUCH more painful. They were lasting anywhere from 1:30 to 2 minutes and they were 2-4 minutes apart. This lasted probably 45 min to an hour. It wasn't fun, but I thought that this had to be it. I was wrong...again! We went back to the hospital (3rd times a charm, right), and I was 100% effaced but 1-2 cm dilated. AHHH!!! I was very tired, very disappointed, and very emotional. They sent me home. (I should really learn how to figure this stuff out...)

Last night was NOT fun. I couldn't sleep at all! I probably fell asleep after contractions but they were coming every 6-8 minutes (AGAIN...) and lasting just as long, so it wasn't really sleep. I took 3 hot baths last night. These were my life savers! Each time, it seemed to take the contractions away and I was able to sleep in the tub. Not the most comfortable sleep I've ever gotten, but it was sleep and I needed it. So, all in all, I probably got 2-3 hours of sleep last night.

*Just a digression, but WHY in the world does your body not let you get the sleep you need when it knows that you are going to be doing the most exhausting work in the next few hours (or in my case days or weeks:))? Plus, after she's here, I won't sleep either. I am already EXHAUSTED and I haven't really done anything yet. Awesome! *

So anyway, that's where we stand. I'm having to mentally prepare myself that Derek might go back to work tomorrow (why should he stay home during "early labor" when NOTHING is happening?) and I may go to my scheduled Dr. appt. on Wednesday. Heck, we might even get induced on Saturday like we had originally planned...

This baby is just having too much fun in there!

This mama is not having too much fun out here!

I guess we will continually keep you posted.