Since I know you're just dying to hear it (riiiiiiiight...) and I think it would be good to have it written down somewhere, I thought I'd share my birth story with you guys. Fair warning: it's really long and really, not much happened other than a typical birth story, but I wanted to make sure I could remember every little detail. So, for your reading pleasure, I share with you (after the jump), Everly's Entrance.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Presenting...
I know this is a little late but for my 200th blog post, I proudly present for your approval,
After many false starts, she has finally graced us with her presence. I just can't believe she's finally here (and how much hair she has)!
Everly Faye Davis
Born December 13th, at 3:39 pm
6 lbs 12 oz, 20.5 inches
After many false starts, she has finally graced us with her presence. I just can't believe she's finally here (and how much hair she has)!
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Holiday Baking
So, I've gotten a bee in my bonnet about holiday baking/candy-making. I just have to make a mess in the kitchen or I'm going to implode with boredom. So, without further ado, I present to you this year's holiday baking list!
And if you find yourself with nothing to do over the next three evenings, might I suggest the Apex Nativity Celebration? It's a three night long celebration of Christ at the Mormon chapel in Apex. There's hundreds of nativities from all over the world, beautiful decorations and paintings displayed and wonderful music. And on Saturday night, there's a performance of Handel's Messiah with a full choir and orchestra. It's an amazing event and I highly recommend seeing it!
- Chewy Gingerbread Bars
- Cookie Dough Truffles
- Creamy Dreamy Fudge
- Chocolate White Chocolate Chip Cookies
- Shortbread Cookies
And if you find yourself with nothing to do over the next three evenings, might I suggest the Apex Nativity Celebration? It's a three night long celebration of Christ at the Mormon chapel in Apex. There's hundreds of nativities from all over the world, beautiful decorations and paintings displayed and wonderful music. And on Saturday night, there's a performance of Handel's Messiah with a full choir and orchestra. It's an amazing event and I highly recommend seeing it!
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Staying busy
In an effort to get my mind off of a certain someone's imminent arrival, I've been trying to keep busy. Between having my brother-in-law, Daniel, with us and doing small craft projects, I've been mildly successful (emphasis on the, MILDLY). A few days ago, I created these super easy and cute glitter Christmas tree decorations ...
and printed off some new subway art for my mantel ...
Today, I have plans to work on my thank you cards from my shower (oops, these have totally been ignored!) and the Christmas cards/baby announcements for this year. And tonight, Matt and I are going to decorate the house for Christmas. I feel a little less grinchy as a result. :) And if anyone wants to hang out (because I would LOVE some company/distractions!) let me know! Here's hoping the next few days go by quickly!
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| My big girl camera is packed in the hospital bag, so you get crappy phone pictures! :) |
(tutorial found here)
and printed off some new subway art for my mantel ...
(print one off for yourself, here).
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| Hopefully, it will look a little more Christmas-y when I get the nativity and stockings up tonight. |
Sunday, December 4, 2011
False starts and frustration
Last night, I started having contractions at a fairly regular rate. I mean, I've noticed having braxton-hicks contractions for a while now, but these were gratifyingly 10 minutes apart for a solid couple of hours. Matt and I were taken aback and started a frenzied rush around the house. We hadn't put the stroller together, or installed the car seat yet, not had I packed my hospital bag. But for several hours, I had a secret hope that this baby was on its way, I didn't have to be induced and that I didn't have to pregnant all that much longer.
But around midnight, the contractions started being farther apart and eventually stopped. I went to bed, and woke up this morning completely and thoroughly exhausted. But I bucked up and got ready for church, only to have a few annoyingly intermittent and slightly painful contractions start back up. The painful part got my attention and I (being a first timer) got worried and called the on-call physician. She said it was probably nothing but the baby having "dropped" some (probably from last night's activity) and that her shoulder or something may be digging into my back. But unfortunately, there's not much they can do and as long as the baby is still moving around and my contractions are not closer together. So ultimately, nothing to worry about and don't come to the hospital.
That is the most frustrating thing I've dealt with this whole pregnancy: "Yes it's normal, no there's nothing that can be done about it". For the most part, I've expected to be uncomfortable and hormonal on top of huge, but I feel like I've had both common and uncommon symptoms of pregnancy that have impacted my ability to function on a daily basis. I can understand that being pregnant is a huge shift in for your body and that it takes some adjusting on your part to deal with all that comes with being pregnant, but why is there so little that the doctors can do when it comes to the aches, pains, bleeds, etc.?
And I'm frustrated that I am still pregnant after last night. I know my due date isn't until this Saturday, but I am done. I'm done with stupid things people say, I'm done with random people thinking that it's ok to touch my belly and I'm done with not being to bend over. And the worst part now, is that every time the baby moves, I think it's a contraction. Any slight change in pressure or sensation has me on pins and needles thinking I might be starting another episode like last night. It's seriously feels like I'm a race horse, in the gate and some jerk face is rattling the door to my pen just because I'll jump. It's completely draining me of all energy and is putting serious strain on my ability to react to things rationally. I just want to be done.
But around midnight, the contractions started being farther apart and eventually stopped. I went to bed, and woke up this morning completely and thoroughly exhausted. But I bucked up and got ready for church, only to have a few annoyingly intermittent and slightly painful contractions start back up. The painful part got my attention and I (being a first timer) got worried and called the on-call physician. She said it was probably nothing but the baby having "dropped" some (probably from last night's activity) and that her shoulder or something may be digging into my back. But unfortunately, there's not much they can do and as long as the baby is still moving around and my contractions are not closer together. So ultimately, nothing to worry about and don't come to the hospital.
That is the most frustrating thing I've dealt with this whole pregnancy: "Yes it's normal, no there's nothing that can be done about it". For the most part, I've expected to be uncomfortable and hormonal on top of huge, but I feel like I've had both common and uncommon symptoms of pregnancy that have impacted my ability to function on a daily basis. I can understand that being pregnant is a huge shift in for your body and that it takes some adjusting on your part to deal with all that comes with being pregnant, but why is there so little that the doctors can do when it comes to the aches, pains, bleeds, etc.?
And I'm frustrated that I am still pregnant after last night. I know my due date isn't until this Saturday, but I am done. I'm done with stupid things people say, I'm done with random people thinking that it's ok to touch my belly and I'm done with not being to bend over. And the worst part now, is that every time the baby moves, I think it's a contraction. Any slight change in pressure or sensation has me on pins and needles thinking I might be starting another episode like last night. It's seriously feels like I'm a race horse, in the gate and some jerk face is rattling the door to my pen just because I'll jump. It's completely draining me of all energy and is putting serious strain on my ability to react to things rationally. I just want to be done.
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