Saturday, June 7, 2008

Will this become a habit?


Just sitting around, enjoying our boy and we see this ... Nora is the only one in our family that has ever sucked on fingers and since Jaren was born on the same day, will this be a habit?  We haven't seen it since, but it has only been a couple of days.  Nora's fingers didn't find a permanent home in her mouth until she was about 6 weeks old.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Something in Common


We were a bit afraid at first because Nora didn't want to have a lot to do with Jaren.  She didn't want to hold him or get too close.  But we found that within a day or so, all she wanted to do was see the baby.  She has kissed him more than just about anyone and seems to inundate him with love ALL the time.  Because they share a birthday, I feel that no matter what, they will always have something in common.

3 Days Old

This is our boy at 3 days old.  He is a pretty good sleeper and a GREAT eater!  Having a boy is a new adventure for us.  I do lot of extra laundry because I can't seem to get the hang of changing his diaper without a mishap.  Oh well...

Jaren Matthew Yoshioka

Jaren Matthew Yoshioka
Born:  May 27th 2008
Weight:  6 lbs. 14 oz.
Length: 20.5 inches
Time:  2:34 p.m.

Before, During and After































At 1:00 a.m., May 27th, I woke up having mild contractions.  I had a watch by the side of the bed and started timing.  I was having consistent contractions every  4 or 5 minutes.  They weren't really painful, but not anything I could sleep through really.  At 2:15 I woke Matt up to let him know that I thought I was in labor and needed to go to the hospital to make sure (I had tested positive for Group B Strep and needed to be on antibiotics at least 4 hours before delivery, so I was being extra cautious).  I went to the hospital and they monitored me for an hour before determining that I was in actual labor because I was progressing.  At 7 a.m. my doctor came in and checked me -- I was at a 4.  She wasn't sending me home, so we decided to break my water.  My contractions pretty much stopped.  I was only having one every 15 minutes instead of every 5 (picture 1).  I was worried they were going to put me on pitocin and I did NOT want that.
The nurse checked me again at 9 -- I was at a 5.  She checked me again at 11 -- I was at a 6.  I was still slowly progressing and not having too much pain.  Not to bad so far.
At 11:45 I started having harder contractions, 5 minutes apart.  By 1:00 p.m. I was exhausted and was having even harder contractions.  I was dilated to a 7.  They let me up to walk the room and I walked the room for a while.  Matt was great.  He rubbed my back and talked me through the contractions.  By 2:00 p.m. I was crying -- too tired to really concentrate on breathing right and in A LOT of pain.  I wanted something to take the edge off.  They gave me some IV meds and I climbed into bed to be checked.  2:10 p.m. -- dilated to a 9 (picture 2).  They got things prepped for birth, I started pushing at 2:25, pushed through 3 contractions and TADAH! presto, I was the mother of a BOY (picture 3).
Would I do it again?  Heck yeah!  Was it worth it?  Heck yeah!  Do I love my boy?  HECK YEAH!!