I'm not kidding.
When she is awake Aubrey is peaceful and quiet. When she is sleeping during the day she makes these sweet, soft cooing noises.
At night this child grumbles like a lion!
Ron and I had a very restless night last night due to the conversation Aubrey was having in her sleep. I can't for the life of me figure out what a newborn would have to talk about for hours on end! If we had not been so tired it would have been funny.
Here is a video I shot of Aubrey "talking" in her sleep the other day. I apologize for the horrible quality . . . I had to catch this on my cell phone camera.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
Our Daughter Has Arrived!
Aubrey Leigh Anderson made her debut on Saturday, August 15th 2009, 5:08 p.m. She was 7 pounds, 4 ounces and 19 1/2 inches long.
Ron and I found out Friday at 3pm that I would be induced the following morning. My OB decided to do so because Ron is scheduled to work out of town soon, and although my body was making progress I still was not going into labor naturally. We chose to induce so that Ron would have more time to be home with his family when we needed him the most.
Saturday morning we met my Mom at the hospital and waited for a room to open up. The hospital was BUSY with babies being born! We were finally in a room and the process began close to 8am. Let me begin by saying I am in love with the L & D nurses I had, Kim and Melissa. They were amazing! From the moment we walked into the delivery room they were like old friends. I don't think our delivery would have been as easy without their help.
Kim and Melissa began getting me set up and started the pitocin. It wasn't so bad, really. It started contractions quickly, but they weren't really painful at all. Shortly after 10am my OB came in and decided to break my water. I was already dilated to a 4 and almost completely effaced, so it was time to get the ball rolling. Unfortunately, breaking my water took my contractions to the max instantly! I was really unprepared for the abrupt change in my pain level. I immediately told my nurses I would need pain management after all. (I am a bit disappointed I didn't last through more than 2 serious contractions without crying for an epidural, but it was definitely the right choice for me.)
By this time my Dad, Buddie and Laine had joined us in the delivery room. Ron stayed with me while everyone else left the room and I had my epidural administered. I don't remember the name of the anesthesiologist who did my epidural, but he is a saint. From the time I asked for pain management to the time I had the epidural fully in place was probably less than 20 minutes. Ron was my rock and held me through the contractions as the doctor placed my line. I had been terrified all through my pregnancy of having an epidural, but let me say this . . . they are AMAZING! It immediately gave me relief and I was able to sit back and relax.
What I didn't realize was that those immediate, intense contractions took me from a 4 to a 10 almost instantly. Thank goodness my body was receptive to the medications and responded as it did. Within a few hours I was feeling what I would describe as pressure in the right side of my pelvis. We paged my nurses who came in and said it was time to push! Holy cow!
Buddie and Laine left us for the actual delivery, but my Mom and Dad stayed for the big show. I had my Dad sit at the head of my bed of course, because I was worried about how much would be out in the open for viewing. My mom and Ron took turns coaching me through each contraction and keeping me cool with a wet washcloth. I pushed for quite a while, which was unfortunate. I didn't realize in the beginning how I was not pushing effectively. It took a while to really get in the swing of things.
Finally my OB came in to deliver our baby. At that point, I was exhausted. I think shortly before he was called in, I had started to block out everything going on around me and just concentrate on pushing. I don't even know how long my OB was in the room before Aubrey was delivered. All I know is that at some point my OB started pushing on my stomach like he was squeezing out the last toothpaste from a tube. Aubrey was delivered and being held up for Ron to cut the cord before I even realized what was going on!
Ron cut the cord, which Aubrey came out holding onto, and then put her diaper on. The nurses handed her to me to put her against my chest and snuggle. This was the first chance I had to really look at our daughter and she was amazing! During my pregnancy I hoped for a little girl who looked like her father, and she really does! Aubrey has a thick head of dark, beautiful hair just like her father. Her fingers are a more feminine version of Ron's. She even inherited his mile-long eyelashes! Everything about our little girl is a dream come true.
Having my parents with us for the delivery was the best choice I could have made. My mom and dad were instantly in love with their granddaughter, and rightfully so! While I was being cleaned up and Ron was with me, my parents took tons of pictures and fussed over the baby. I was happy that our child was brought into the world with so many people eager to meet her in the delivery room. My Dad was like a moth to the flame with Aubrey -- he's going to be an amazing Papa.
All in all, I would have to say that my delivery was pretty easy. (Except the pushing, that part was definitely no bueno!) Its true when they say that you forget instantly what you have been through once you see your child for the first time. I had this instant, fierce bond with my daughter that I just can't describe. She is absolutely the most amazing thing I have ever done in my life . . . I am grateful to be given the chance to be a mom.
I'll be updating this later with pictures, and there is a lot more to tell! For now I am going to try snuggling my sleepy little girl back to sleep.
Ron and I found out Friday at 3pm that I would be induced the following morning. My OB decided to do so because Ron is scheduled to work out of town soon, and although my body was making progress I still was not going into labor naturally. We chose to induce so that Ron would have more time to be home with his family when we needed him the most.
Saturday morning we met my Mom at the hospital and waited for a room to open up. The hospital was BUSY with babies being born! We were finally in a room and the process began close to 8am. Let me begin by saying I am in love with the L & D nurses I had, Kim and Melissa. They were amazing! From the moment we walked into the delivery room they were like old friends. I don't think our delivery would have been as easy without their help.
Kim and Melissa began getting me set up and started the pitocin. It wasn't so bad, really. It started contractions quickly, but they weren't really painful at all. Shortly after 10am my OB came in and decided to break my water. I was already dilated to a 4 and almost completely effaced, so it was time to get the ball rolling. Unfortunately, breaking my water took my contractions to the max instantly! I was really unprepared for the abrupt change in my pain level. I immediately told my nurses I would need pain management after all. (I am a bit disappointed I didn't last through more than 2 serious contractions without crying for an epidural, but it was definitely the right choice for me.)
By this time my Dad, Buddie and Laine had joined us in the delivery room. Ron stayed with me while everyone else left the room and I had my epidural administered. I don't remember the name of the anesthesiologist who did my epidural, but he is a saint. From the time I asked for pain management to the time I had the epidural fully in place was probably less than 20 minutes. Ron was my rock and held me through the contractions as the doctor placed my line. I had been terrified all through my pregnancy of having an epidural, but let me say this . . . they are AMAZING! It immediately gave me relief and I was able to sit back and relax.
What I didn't realize was that those immediate, intense contractions took me from a 4 to a 10 almost instantly. Thank goodness my body was receptive to the medications and responded as it did. Within a few hours I was feeling what I would describe as pressure in the right side of my pelvis. We paged my nurses who came in and said it was time to push! Holy cow!
Buddie and Laine left us for the actual delivery, but my Mom and Dad stayed for the big show. I had my Dad sit at the head of my bed of course, because I was worried about how much would be out in the open for viewing. My mom and Ron took turns coaching me through each contraction and keeping me cool with a wet washcloth. I pushed for quite a while, which was unfortunate. I didn't realize in the beginning how I was not pushing effectively. It took a while to really get in the swing of things.
Finally my OB came in to deliver our baby. At that point, I was exhausted. I think shortly before he was called in, I had started to block out everything going on around me and just concentrate on pushing. I don't even know how long my OB was in the room before Aubrey was delivered. All I know is that at some point my OB started pushing on my stomach like he was squeezing out the last toothpaste from a tube. Aubrey was delivered and being held up for Ron to cut the cord before I even realized what was going on!
Ron cut the cord, which Aubrey came out holding onto, and then put her diaper on. The nurses handed her to me to put her against my chest and snuggle. This was the first chance I had to really look at our daughter and she was amazing! During my pregnancy I hoped for a little girl who looked like her father, and she really does! Aubrey has a thick head of dark, beautiful hair just like her father. Her fingers are a more feminine version of Ron's. She even inherited his mile-long eyelashes! Everything about our little girl is a dream come true.
Having my parents with us for the delivery was the best choice I could have made. My mom and dad were instantly in love with their granddaughter, and rightfully so! While I was being cleaned up and Ron was with me, my parents took tons of pictures and fussed over the baby. I was happy that our child was brought into the world with so many people eager to meet her in the delivery room. My Dad was like a moth to the flame with Aubrey -- he's going to be an amazing Papa.
All in all, I would have to say that my delivery was pretty easy. (Except the pushing, that part was definitely no bueno!) Its true when they say that you forget instantly what you have been through once you see your child for the first time. I had this instant, fierce bond with my daughter that I just can't describe. She is absolutely the most amazing thing I have ever done in my life . . . I am grateful to be given the chance to be a mom.
I'll be updating this later with pictures, and there is a lot more to tell! For now I am going to try snuggling my sleepy little girl back to sleep.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Down to the final stretch!!!
Ron and I are realizing quickly that our time as a "twosome" is drawing to a close. I'd like to think we are ready for this new phase in our lives, but let's face it, who is ever truly ready? And on an even more important note, who decided we were capable? This is definitely going to be interesting!
While my mood swings make me unpredictable at best, they also provide for hours of Ron's entertainment. I go between complete excitement over our daughter's impending arrival to total lunacy over the smallest of details. Just the other day I went on a wild cleaning spree, having suddenly decided that every corner of our house was unlivably filthy. (If you have been in our house you know this is not the case at all.)
I am innundated with daily phone calls and text messages from well-intentioned friends and family asking me if I have had the baby yet, if we are ready for her, etc. The answer is no on all accounts. No, I haven't given birth. No, we are probably not truly ready. No, her room is not done. No, there is still laundry to wash. Will I get it all done before she arrives? Definitely not. Does that bother me? Not at all.
I have decided to use this first post to show off our daughter's nursery, coming home outfit(s) and a few other items waiting for her. I've had so many people ask for pictures that its just easier to post them here than to continue emailing everyone individually.
Once the Boogie has made her debut, check back here for pictures and the official disclosure of her name. Nope, we still haven't picked a name. We figure at this point, what does it matter if we wait to pick one once we see her sweet little face? Now do you all understand how not-ready we truly are?
This is her super adorable hospital outfit. My Aunt Nancy sent this one as a potential coming home outfit. I figured it would be best for while we are in the hospital. I can't stand to think of the Boogie in some scratchy, bland hospital outfit. This one is incredibly soft and warm. (Since every time I have been in the hospital I have practically frozen to death.)
This is her actual "Coming Home" outfit. My mom found this one online at Grammie's Attic. Thanks to my Aunt Nancy for turning us onto this site! I have to admit, I can't control myself when I am shopping on this site . . . everything is so perfect for our little one! I was so excited when this arrived in the mail!
This was just a quick afghan I made for my parent's house. Since they have been getting set up to become first time grandparents it was a treat to send my mom home with something snuggly for our Boogie. 
This afghan I made for our daughter because it's kind of a tradition. Its the same pattern as the afghan my Gramma Rosie made for me when I was little. Mine was getting to be a bit fragile after so many years of use, so I decided the Boogie needed her own. It's so incredibly soft, perfect for cuddling!
Originally we were going with a vintage nursery rhyme theme in her bedroom. It ended up evolving, and now its a bit more birds and flowers. (At least, it will be when its done.) The expensive bedding set we picked out has now been forgotten, since we realized we wouldn't use any of the items to begin with!
The wall above her crib is just waiting for her name to be placed up there. The curio cabinet holds some precious hand-made booties and family mementos, as well as a few small family pictures. Her crib bumper and skirt should be arriving and in place in just a few more days.
The glider and ottoman have got to be my favorite things in the entire room. Seriously, everyone needs one of these. Its the most comfortable seat in the house! Ron is placing book shelves on the empty wall space and hanging up window coverings soon . . . we just haven't gotten around to it yet.
Don't laugh at my pathetic orchid on the nightstand . . . it likes it in there! This is her daybed, or as we call it, my Mom's bed. The bedding for this cute little thing will hopefully be here in another week or so. Above her bed we are putting some pictures of wildflowers we took while in Colorado last summer:
That's it for the tour!
While my mood swings make me unpredictable at best, they also provide for hours of Ron's entertainment. I go between complete excitement over our daughter's impending arrival to total lunacy over the smallest of details. Just the other day I went on a wild cleaning spree, having suddenly decided that every corner of our house was unlivably filthy. (If you have been in our house you know this is not the case at all.)
I am innundated with daily phone calls and text messages from well-intentioned friends and family asking me if I have had the baby yet, if we are ready for her, etc. The answer is no on all accounts. No, I haven't given birth. No, we are probably not truly ready. No, her room is not done. No, there is still laundry to wash. Will I get it all done before she arrives? Definitely not. Does that bother me? Not at all.
I have decided to use this first post to show off our daughter's nursery, coming home outfit(s) and a few other items waiting for her. I've had so many people ask for pictures that its just easier to post them here than to continue emailing everyone individually.
Once the Boogie has made her debut, check back here for pictures and the official disclosure of her name. Nope, we still haven't picked a name. We figure at this point, what does it matter if we wait to pick one once we see her sweet little face? Now do you all understand how not-ready we truly are?
This is her super adorable hospital outfit. My Aunt Nancy sent this one as a potential coming home outfit. I figured it would be best for while we are in the hospital. I can't stand to think of the Boogie in some scratchy, bland hospital outfit. This one is incredibly soft and warm. (Since every time I have been in the hospital I have practically frozen to death.)
This is her actual "Coming Home" outfit. My mom found this one online at Grammie's Attic. Thanks to my Aunt Nancy for turning us onto this site! I have to admit, I can't control myself when I am shopping on this site . . . everything is so perfect for our little one! I was so excited when this arrived in the mail!
This was just a quick afghan I made for my parent's house. Since they have been getting set up to become first time grandparents it was a treat to send my mom home with something snuggly for our Boogie. 
This afghan I made for our daughter because it's kind of a tradition. Its the same pattern as the afghan my Gramma Rosie made for me when I was little. Mine was getting to be a bit fragile after so many years of use, so I decided the Boogie needed her own. It's so incredibly soft, perfect for cuddling!
Originally we were going with a vintage nursery rhyme theme in her bedroom. It ended up evolving, and now its a bit more birds and flowers. (At least, it will be when its done.) The expensive bedding set we picked out has now been forgotten, since we realized we wouldn't use any of the items to begin with!The wall above her crib is just waiting for her name to be placed up there. The curio cabinet holds some precious hand-made booties and family mementos, as well as a few small family pictures. Her crib bumper and skirt should be arriving and in place in just a few more days.
The glider and ottoman have got to be my favorite things in the entire room. Seriously, everyone needs one of these. Its the most comfortable seat in the house! Ron is placing book shelves on the empty wall space and hanging up window coverings soon . . . we just haven't gotten around to it yet.
Don't laugh at my pathetic orchid on the nightstand . . . it likes it in there! This is her daybed, or as we call it, my Mom's bed. The bedding for this cute little thing will hopefully be here in another week or so. Above her bed we are putting some pictures of wildflowers we took while in Colorado last summer:
That's it for the tour!
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