The Family

Our first picture as a family of 4.

:-)

Baby Tanning Bed

The smallest boy in his shades, cooking the jaundice out of his system. He is being so good (knock on wood) and just sleeping away. Maybe we can go home tomorrow.

Art!

Joey has jaundice, so we are stuck in the hospital an extra day. He is under the big blue lamp getting a baby tan. So, Daniel and I are getting a wee bit bored (hence all the facebook and blog entries). Anywho, Danny drew this awesome picture of our family, well, with Joe still cooking. I am so jealous of his mad skills, but am extra lucky that he draws me such good pictures!

Quote of the Day:

"I love scaring him! It lets me know he's alive!"
-Danny Williams after touching a very asleep Joey and making him jump and throw up his hands.
(what's his excuse for scaring everyone else now?)

The Scoop....

Ok, so here's what has happened with us in the past 24 hours. The poor little guy didn't respond super well to the non stress tests yesterday, so my doctor wanted me to come in this morning for a contraction stress test. I got here at 7 this morning and they hooked me up to an IV and go the contractions flowing. My lovely doctor came in and said that he still wasn't responding as well as he should, so, lets go into labor. They upped my IV and broke my water. They wanted me to wait a while before my epidural......boooo. I thought I was going to die. The contractions were so much worse than they were with Kirk. But, around 1:00ish they came in and hooked it up and things got much better for me after that. ha So, the nurse came in and checked me and I was at a whole 4cm.....I assumed that I would be there till midnight. Well, the boys heart rate kept going up and down, so they came and checked me again 20 minutes later and I was at 10!!! Yay! 3 pushes (that I felt none of, by the way) and he was out. He is a tiny little buggar, but is healthy and happy. We are just waiting for him to come out of the nursery right now and we are also waiting for Kirk to arrive and meet his baby brother. I'm extra hormonal right now, so I'm probably going to be weeping a lot, ha, especially when my big boy has to leave me. Well my friends, I am about to eat a hamburger and drink some soda and be happy! Thanks for all you guys that have been thinking about us. We will post more pictures of our little family later! (danny has taken at least 200 already, ha)

Here He Is

Joseph Paul Williams

5lbs 9oz

18.5in

More details to follow! Welcome to the world little Joey!

baby baby

We are having a baby today!! Stay tuned!! (why was i so anxious to be in this much pain? haha)

Hair Cut!! (again)

I am such a sucker for a cute boy! Kirk was getting kinda nappy and I was quite sure that I'm not going to want to take him for a hair cut after this baby gets here, so, snip snip! He got it cut short again. Danny wanted it extra short on top so we could spike it, although it's kinda messy here. To me, he likes quite a lot like a little boy in this picture, which is good, because that's what he is. On a side note, I am exactly one week away from my due date. The count down has begun. Now that my nerves are calmed down a little, I think I might just make it!

Trauma....

I do not like blood. I do not like open wounds. I do not like emergency rooms. And now, I do not like canned corn. After getting home from a day at the doctors office, I decided to whip up some very quick supper: tacos with some corn on the side. I opened the can of corn and dumped it in the bowl. I pushed the lid down in the can as to not cut myself and I chunked it in the trash. I had a little thought "I should be careful with this, Kirk could cut himself." But, I quickly dismissed it and went on with the other zillion things I had on my to do list. I walked out of the kitchen and down the hall and about 2 seconds later I heard my boy screaming bloody murder....I knew exactly what had happened. I ran into the kitchen to see him by the trash with one of his fingers stuck down inside the can. I freaked COMPLETELY out. Somehow, I got it unstuck, although now I'm not sure how it happened. The second I pulled it out blood started flying EVERYWHERE. I panicked, and then Danny saw it and he started panicking. I called my nurse mom to come check it out, because I couldn't look at it....I'm a wimp. So, she said that it needed stitches. Here comes the fun part. If any of you know my son, you know how much he LOVES being held down (heavy sarcasm). So, I have a rag trying to hold pressure on his finger while we are driving to the hospital. Much fun. By the time we get there, we are both covered in blood. So, after dealing with a very jerky nurse man, the doctor comes in and says yes he needs stitched up. An hour later (still holding the rag on his finger I might add) they come in and glue him up instead of stitches (whew). It took 2 nurses, Danny, and me to hold him down for the doctor to glue. No fun. Blah. Poor kid whimpered in his sleep all night. And, I officially can never eat canned corn again.

Nummy

So, my baby has figured out how to open the refrigerator and help himself to anything he wants. Twice, I have walked into the living room to see him having a snack....butter. The first time this happened he just looked at me, smiled, and said "Nummy!". The second time, I said "Kirk! What are you eating?" and he said "Butter", as if I was the dumbest person on this planet for not knowing that was his favorite treat. So, now, the butter stays in the back of the fridge, simply because Daddy has a sensitive gag reflex and doesn't like hearing butter eating stories.

A beautiful day in the neighborhood!

We have a current temperature reading of 73 degrees here in Booneville, Mississippi, and we have been taking full advantage of it. I really wanted to go to the Buffalo Park today, but I couldn't get a traveling buddy in time. So we went to the regular park to play. Thank goodness Marlee came with me and helped me chase my little man around. It was a great time. Too bad that it starts raining tomorrow and goes till at least Friday. At least today was pretty enough to hold us over for a few more days! Oh, and I think I look extra round, in a good way, in that picture. Yay for me!

My favorites.

Did I mention that I love cardigans?

I'm Ready To Be Done!

Blah....3.25 more weeks.....I don't think I can hold out without having a nervous breakdown. I am super glad that I'm not hugely fat and uncomfortable, but, I am growing tired of people looking so shocked and saying "you don't look far enough along" when I say I'm 36/37 weeks.....it's just another reason to make me worry. I know that it is usually best for a baby to stay baking as long as possible, but I just want him out now. I want to make sure he is ok and growing on pace....I guess I am being kinda selfish about that. The doc said he is completely healthy, but the fact that my belly goes completely away when I lie down freaks me out. Things could be much worse, and I'm glad they are not. My hormones couldn't take it. I'm sure anybody that's ever been prego understands. Things that are not that bad seem horrible when that certain mood kicks in. I'll feel better in an hour, I'm sure. Now, we're just waiting it out until Tuesday, for a non-stress test and an update on the little dude. We love him so much already, but we may spank him when he comes out for all the worrying he's making us do. :-) But, what ever happens, if he comes today or if he comes in April, I am sure Heavenly Father is watching out for him and me, and that whatever works best will be what happens. It may be good for my nerves to be a little strained for the next 3 weeks....therapy, or something...who knows.

good ole days....

Does anybody else remember these? My mom would always buy them for me when I was sick....I love the 80's.

confession....

At the age of 23, I still cannot look at my cheerios when I eat them...out of fear of seeing a shrunken kid...