Well, if you know me well or have been reading my blog for a while, then you know that I am a very scheduled and structured gal. I thrive on it but, as we all know, life can't always be scheduled or structured. And, such was the case August 19th at 6:30PM. My cell phone rang and it was our daughter telling us that her water had broken and she was being admitted to the hospital to likely have their 3rd little boy. Now, you must know, that just 30 minutes earlier she had called me after she left the Dr. for her regular visit and all was well. He told her he would see her the following week. So, that helps you to understand the extreme shock when she called back in 30 minutes to say she was in the hospital.
And, the doctors had told her over a month ago that, given her history and high risk, that they would plan to put her in on Sept. 10th (her due date was Sept. 28th) and induce her labor. So, our plans were to go to Oklahoma on the 8th. Well, those plans just went flying right out the window.
Hubby and I were kicked back in our recliners to enjoy the evening and we jumped up and collected our thoughts and began preparing to leave early the following morning. We just do not drive overnight anymore so we knew that we would not make it for the birth, but we did manage to get there just a few hours afterwards.
And, this my friends was our "first view" of little Case Harrison.
Just a very minutes after his birth he had to be moved to the NICU due to breathing issues.
Since he was about 6 weeks early this wasn't too big of a surprise. But, it doesn't make it any easier to see your precious baby with all those tubes attached to him.
Bridget stayed with little Case every day and we would take the big brothers by to see him after we picked them up from school. We all even managed to hold him with the tubes attached. We had to be very careful but at least we could hold him.
Every day he improved and soon was able to nurse a little and had a feeding tube to supplement.
These two guys kept us on our toes and we were so glad that we could be there to help out. We picked them up from school, made sure they had dinner, kept the laundry caught up (and they have lots of it). I did some cooking and put it in the freezer for "one of those days." Poppa managed to mow and weed eat the yard and when we left they were in good shape. Of course, baby brother had not come home at that time.
But, yesterday morning around 10:00 AM this little guy was allowed to go home after being in the hospital for 9 days. He looks like a little peanut in that big car seat.
Shortly after arriving home he got to try out his new swing. Bless him, he's swaddled so tightly he couldn't move if he wanted to. Things have sure changed from when his Momma was a baby. All we mothers did at that time was put a blanket over them and somehow they all survived . Guess someone figured out that swaddling was the "new way." ~laugh~
And, when big brothers got home from school, they could not love on him enough. They were so excited to all be home together and began this new journey with baby Case.
Meanwhile, back at home, our little Andi Kate was starting school for the very first time in Pre-K4. She was beside herself with excitement!
And, the doctors had told her over a month ago that, given her history and high risk, that they would plan to put her in on Sept. 10th (her due date was Sept. 28th) and induce her labor. So, our plans were to go to Oklahoma on the 8th. Well, those plans just went flying right out the window.
Hubby and I were kicked back in our recliners to enjoy the evening and we jumped up and collected our thoughts and began preparing to leave early the following morning. We just do not drive overnight anymore so we knew that we would not make it for the birth, but we did manage to get there just a few hours afterwards.
And, this my friends was our "first view" of little Case Harrison.
Just a very minutes after his birth he had to be moved to the NICU due to breathing issues.
Since he was about 6 weeks early this wasn't too big of a surprise. But, it doesn't make it any easier to see your precious baby with all those tubes attached to him.
Bridget stayed with little Case every day and we would take the big brothers by to see him after we picked them up from school. We all even managed to hold him with the tubes attached. We had to be very careful but at least we could hold him.
Every day he improved and soon was able to nurse a little and had a feeding tube to supplement.
These two guys kept us on our toes and we were so glad that we could be there to help out. We picked them up from school, made sure they had dinner, kept the laundry caught up (and they have lots of it). I did some cooking and put it in the freezer for "one of those days." Poppa managed to mow and weed eat the yard and when we left they were in good shape. Of course, baby brother had not come home at that time.
But, yesterday morning around 10:00 AM this little guy was allowed to go home after being in the hospital for 9 days. He looks like a little peanut in that big car seat.
Shortly after arriving home he got to try out his new swing. Bless him, he's swaddled so tightly he couldn't move if he wanted to. Things have sure changed from when his Momma was a baby. All we mothers did at that time was put a blanket over them and somehow they all survived . Guess someone figured out that swaddling was the "new way." ~laugh~
Meanwhile, back at home, our little Andi Kate was starting school for the very first time in Pre-K4. She was beside herself with excitement!
And, this is what they look like each morning as big sister walks little sister into school. So, so sweet!
Yes, it's been "whee" but thankfully the Lord always gives us what we need, when we need it and He definitely came through for us. He granted us safety in travel and then supplied the energy we needed to go and be of help in this time of need for our daughter and her family. And, as the old saying goes, "man's best made plans mean nothing." And, that's definitely true when it comes to a baby's birth. But, we survived!
Have a great weekend!
Yes, it's been "whee" but thankfully the Lord always gives us what we need, when we need it and He definitely came through for us. He granted us safety in travel and then supplied the energy we needed to go and be of help in this time of need for our daughter and her family. And, as the old saying goes, "man's best made plans mean nothing." And, that's definitely true when it comes to a baby's birth. But, we survived!
Have a great weekend!