From the moment Jack arrived on Monday evening, Sept. 10, 2018—he stole our hearts. With my first child, Ryan, I learned how to be a mother; with my second child, Connor, I learned that there is always more love to give; and with my third child, Jack, I learned that I would do anything for my children. Jack pulls us in with his contagious laugh, sweet temperament and interest in others. I think it's fair to say that everyone in our family feels a very personal connection to Jack, a sense of responsibility and longing to be close. He is our charming baby; our 'buba,' and our Jackie, as he is affectionately called :) Happy birthday sweet Jack, you are a gift to all of us and we love you so much!
Today is Connor’s fourth birthday. A few weeks ago we celebrated with his friends at a local splash pad and today we will celebrate with family.
I think that Connor has been who he is since day one—and four year old Connor is not much different from one year old Connor. Connor is full of life; he plays, communicates, and experiences life with determination and fearlessness. He is a great little brother and a great big brother; he loves to build things, play music, cook and make messes ;) He brings so much excitement and passion into our family, he challenges my parenting capabilities, and he also makes me feel overwhelmed with love. Connor is quick to say I love you, plant a huge kiss on my face and jump into my arms. I like to think about our family members as puzzle pieces and I’m so thankful to have unique Connor as part of our puzzle. Happy birthday Connor!
With Jack, my third baby, I have been full of new baby bliss. I’m more relaxed, more confident about my abilities, more secure in my decisions, more caffeinated to survive less sleep ;) more willing, more trusting. I’m letting myself feel everything fully, the highs and lows. I’m giving him all of me, while sharing him with the world, and inviting everyone to love him. We just celebrated five months of life with Jack, and I can already feel the memories from his birth starting to slip away, so I decided to finally sit down and record the details.
I was a week late and induced with both Ryan and Connor. But this time around I didn’t see any benefit in waiting past my due date, so when we learned that there was an open room in the hospital, we decided to induce Jack on Sept. 10. After we checked in and the nurse led Michael and I to our room, we walked past our doctor at his desk, and he shouted at us down the hall, ‘Put on your seatbelts!’—suggesting that this was going to be a quick delivery. And was he right.
By 5 p.m. we were settled in the room, and by 6 p.m. I started the Pitocin. My contractions were coming strong and fast, and I requested an epidural. By 7 p.m. the anesthesiologist started the epidural, and my mom arrived around the same time. So far the experience had felt very calm and orderly. But at 7:30 p.m. when the nurse checked on me, she panicked because the monitor had stopped picking up Jack’s heartbeat. She called in our doctor and some other nurses, and they quickly decided to give me an oxygen mask and place an internal monitor on Jack’s head, which broke my water. Those moments we terrifying, I was confused about what was happening, and the urgency around me made me feel so anxious. Fortunately I trusted the hospital staff and ultimately appreciated how they were so efficient in resolving the issue.
The breaking of my water significantly escalated my contractions and when the nurse checked in around 8:45 p.m. I had the strong the urge to push. She called the doctor; he rushed in and asked me to wait for him to put his gloves on, and in one swift push Jack was born at 9 p.m. Jack Andrew was here, 8 lbs 5 ounces, 20.5 inches, and a full head of brown hair. Sweet, calm, healthy.
Today is Ryan’s fifth birthday! Today we will celebrate with a family dinner, and this weekend, we will continue our celebrations with a party. Sweet Ryan brings so much joy to our family. He is kind and curious, thoughtful and creative, careful and generous, and always up for an adventure. And this year, watching Ryan love and care for our tiny Jack, has been one of the greatest experiences of my life. Happy birthday Ry!
I'm so excited to share that we welcomed Jack Andrew on his due date, Monday, Sept. 10. It was evening and the sky was dark but still alive with light, the way it is when the sun has set, but there’s a glow that makes the blue intense and luminescent. It was a hopeful glow for me, as I tried to emotionally and mentally prepare myself for the changes ahead, and it was the perfect sign of transition—moving from day to night, pregnancy to birth. He joined us with a swift arrival; his labor started after 6 pm and by 9 pm he was here, with barely one push, coming in at 8 pounds, 5 oz and 20.5 inches. Welcome to the world little Jack, we are so happy that you have joined our family!
The day you came / Naked, afraid / Young mother screams and pushes you / The day you came / Oh joy begin / Weak little thing / More precious there’ll be nothing, no / Oh joy begin / Let’s not forget these early days / Remember we begin the same