How did the time from October to January happen so fast? Fall was so lovely but much too short.
We went to a pumpkin patch and corn maze at the end of October. Westley had a blast!
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| He chose a huge pumpkin |
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| Playing in the giant corn pit with Daddy |
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| Little Go-Kart racer |
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| CHEESE! |
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| Giant Corn Pit |
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| Halloween - Pinocchio, Blue Fairy, and Gephetto! |
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| Proud of himself for catching a leaf in the wind |
Iowa winters are unlike any other place. It fluctuates between bitter, icy cold and warm sunny days in a matter of 24 hours. At least it keeps things interesting, right? We have had only two major snow storms so far. One dumped about 8 inches of snow on our yard. You should have seen Chris attack that driveway... with a fury only found in a man who is mad to see so much snow! :) I am sure grateful for his muscles and strength, especially lately.
We had a very nice Christmas. It was good to be with family for the holidays for the first time in four years. Westley loved his presents from his great-grandparents, grandmas and grandpas, great aunts, aunts, and uncles. Thank you everyone for making it a special time for us!




It's been a rough last two weeks. I know other women have had a much harder time with their pregnancies than I have, but the last two weeks have really tested my mettle, and that of Chris and my family too. I went to my 36-week appointment the Tuesday before last and they found I was already dilated to 1cm and 50% effaced. I was pretty excited to hear it, because Braxton Hicks contractions had started to give me trouble every night. The Braxton Hicks had intensified and I started to get a lot of the same symptoms I had the night that Westley was born... hot flashes, nausea, bowel troubles, etc.
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| Tanner and Westley lounging at Bass Pro Shops |
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| Chris sporting a new Mask/Car Seat Cushion |
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| Waiting for Food! |
Westley was such a fast birth, my water breaking at 2:30am and him being born just 20 minutes after we got to the hospital, it made me a little hopeful that this labor was going to be just as fast and efficient. Well, the symptoms have persisted every night for the last two weeks now! We went in that Friday to the hospital after being checked at the Midwives (who told me I'd dilated to 2cm and was 75% effaced). We walked around for four hours and had some more good contractions. When we went up to labor and delivery to check, nothing had progressed. They sent me home.
That day, I had found out that I tested positive during the Group B streptococcus screening. This added a new dimension of mental and emotional stress, because the Labor and Delivery nurses said they would optimally like me there at least 4 hours before the baby is delivered so they can administer the necessary antibiotics to protect the baby from getting anything. I began to really stress about getting things perfectly lined up (Chris getting here from work in Johnston, getting Westley to my parents, and getting to the hospital 20 minutes away, not to mention fighting with the weather).
I know that this underlying stress has affected everything a lot, because we went in with another false alarm just 24 hours later, thinking my water had broken (it hadn't). They sent me home after my three-hour long stretch of contractions disappeared AGAIN! Dilated to 3cm, still 75% effaced. I cried and cried because nothing was happening, except I lost my mucus plug that night. Monday we had that massive snowstorm and I was having rough contractions and pains all afternoon. Mom came over and brought Westley and me to their house, so I would have some piece of mind until Chris was able to trudge his way home through the mounds of snow. The contractions got harder, so we went down to check. The darn things disappeared again, as soon as they hooked me up to the monitors.
So every night, my contractions are getting feistier, waves of the same symptoms keep beating, sometimes for hours on end. I wake up in pain and nausea every hour or so. This has made for a very sleepless and edgy household. Poor Chris has really been suffering with me. He calls or texts every day when he can to check and see how I'm feeling. He doesn't get phone reception when he works in the growth chambers, so he has all his co-workers on alert, has my ringtone set to a Tornado Siren alarm, and tells them to grab him if they hear it. :)
I love him so much. I'm really starting to see that this horrible time of frustration is actually a blessing because we have been able to spend so much quality time together. Lots of walking at the mall, sharing yummy meals, talking and praying together. I love him more and more and know that Heavenly Father knew exactly the type of man I needed to help support and love me. And Westley has been really sweet and attuned to my emotional needs too. When I have breakdowns (about every other day - lol), he comes over and wipes at my tears and says, "Mommy, sad? Or happy? Are you okay?" Chris had to explain that sometimes Mommy isn't sad when she's crying, but cries when she's happy too. It's been sweet to watch him take on a protective role with me, just like his daddy does.
You know, I am really, truly blessed to have so many people who love and care about us. So many friends and family offer their support and love right now, I can feel the strength emanating from them and their prayers on our behalf. We know that this time is special and are learning to love it, despite its challenges. Hope to have a concrete announcement soon though! :)




































