Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Festivities


We love the Christmas season & try to cram in as many activities as possible to celebrate it. We cut down our tree, put up lights, make cookies, watch Christmas movies, go to Peacock lane, Zoolights, tree lighting cermonies, Christmas plays, concerts & parties. Here are a few shots from some of our adventures.

A Black Butte Thanksgiving



We had a blast this Thanksgiving. Not only did we have our new little one to celebrate with, but we got to spend 5 days at Black Butte Ranch with the Peterson side of the family. Jake's parents rented a house where  Jake, I, Ellie, Whitney, Matt, Megan, Rory, Lori, Carrie, and Grant all stayed. His grandparents rented another house nearby for them and Jake's aunt Sue to stay in. We hung out for the long weekend: eating really well, playing ping pong & board games, hot tubbing, chatting by the fire, going on walks, and enjoying the time together.

Ellie: 1 month

Time flew by with our sweet little girl and she turned one month old. The first month was a joy and a blur. She is still the sweetest, easiest baby. Sleeps awesome, started smiling, getting some neck and leg rolls. We are so in love!

Friday, November 02, 2012

The Sweetest Husband

Jake's two weeks off work are coming to a close. Ellie and I will sure be sad to not have him around all day long anymore. His constant love and care for the two of us in these past couple weeks has made me fall even deeper in love with him. He has laid down his life completely to serve us unconditionally, and without a single complaint. There are two moments especially that I will remember forever.

1. During our first night in the hospital, I woke up to hear Jake singing to Ellie to try to lull her to sleep. He was singing "The House of God, Forever" by Jon Foreman. When he noticed that I was watching him with our little Ellie, He told me he had decided this was her song. We've been singing it to her ever since.

2. During the second night in the hospital, I woke up to what I thought was Jake sniffling from a runny nose. Upon waking up a little more, it seemed like a little more than a runny nose.  I asked him if he was crying and through tears and a quivery voice he said "yes". He had been rocking Ellie, snuggling her on his chest (Jake had gotten up with her a few times each night. After I fed her he would change her diaper, swaddle her, and cuddle her till she went to sleep so that I could rest a little (and because physically getting out of bed at this point was a challenge).) I asked Jake what was wrong, and I'll never forget his response. He told me he had been praying for Ellie, that she would know Christ, esteeming Him above all else. The thought of something so sweet going to hell if she tried to be her own savior broke his heart. This immediately brought me to tears as well. We cried together in the dark room for a few minutes over our sweet little girl as she slept.

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Ellie Grace: a 10 day old update

I can't believe our little girl is already 10 days old. Everyone tells you to enjoy the time with your kids because it flies by, but you can't really grasp the reality of that advice until they are actually here. After giving birth we spent two nights in the hospital. Our parents stopped by for one more visit Sunday morning, and then our friends- Joey & Hanna Tuma and Melinda & Christine Easterly- came and visited us later that evening. We spent the two days resting up, starting to heal up, and learning as much as we could from the nurses, lactation consultant, and doctors who popped by. Ever since they suctioned the amniotic fluid out of her stomach, Ellie has eaten like a champ! She latches on the first time, every time. Other than the expected soreness associated with this new activity, breastfeeding hasn't been a challenge for us at all. I'm so thankful for this as I have heard that it is one of the hardest things for new mom's to adjust to.

Leaving the hospital was a little stressful for Jake. It was absolutely pouring down rain/blustery out and our driver's side mirror had fallen off and was just dangling alongside the car. Once we hit the freeway, the mirror started banging the side of the car forcing Jake to roll down his window. This brought the mirror in safely, but  created quite the draft in the backseat where Ellie and I were riding. Ellie was nicely bundled and it didn't affect her, but it stressed Jake out (not wanting to freeze his daughter, and not being able to see very well to merge). We made it home and breathed a deep sigh of relief. Only to find out over the course of the next few hours that our baseboard heat in the main living area wasn't working, that tons of water was leaking from the ceiling on the inside of our house, and that wasps (3 of them) were randomly getting in our house from somewhere. All homeowner woes that we hadn't discovered yet because we hadn't had cold/rainy weather yet. Jake kept his cool pretty well, considering the circumstances. Over the next few days he got up on the roof and tarped off our skylights (which has stopped the leak inside!), sucked up the wasps with the vacuum, and got the heat working (the circuit breaker had been flipped, thankfully an easy fix). He did all this in the midst of completely serving, loving, and taking care of Ellie and I. He has been doing dishes, picking up, making meals, changing diapers, soothing Ellie, giving me backrubs, making sure I rested/lied down, doing laundry, coordinating visitors, and ANYTHING else that I ask of him. Ellie and I are super blessed to have him as our dad/husband/best friend.

Ellie had one check up the day after we got home with a pediatrician (who we didn't care for) for a weight check. She had dropped to 6 lbs, 10 oz. We had a mother/baby appointment 2 days later. The doctor was really pleased with Ellie's overall health, # of poops/pees, and how well she was eating. She had gained 4oz since the previous appointment and now weighed 6 lbs 14 oz.  During the next couple days Ellie's right eye started to get pretty gunky- more so than just a little sleep in the eye. We were pretty sure it was just a clogged tear duct (super common in newborns), but when her eye started getting swollen and red and so gunky she could barely open her eye we wanted to take her in just to make sure. We liked this pediatrician so much better. She assured us it was just a clogged tear duct as we had suspected, and sent us home with a little ointment for Ellie's eye. It's pretty much back to normal at this point.

Other than the appointments and a couple of other brief errands, we've pretty much hunkered down in our cozy little home. We have been resting, cuddling a lot, taking lots of pictures, and just learning how to be a family of three. There have been visitors in and out, and we have been spoiled by friends and family bringing us delicious meals. We are so thankful for our sweet Ellie girl and can't imagine life without her!

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Birth Story

We are thrilled to announce that our sweet little girl is FINALLY here! Ellie Grace Peterson was born on Saturday, October 20th at 3:58 pm. Here is the story of her arrival (warning: it's super long, but I'm writing more for me to document than for your enjoyment):

Once your due date (ours was October 13th) comes and goes, day after day it feels like your little one will never come. I started thinking about having to be induced (not what I wanted at all- I wanted my body to be able to go through this HUGE feat when it was ready too) even though my awesome midwife said she'd let me go to 42 weeks at least since my whole pregnancy had been so healthy (the only concern - me measuring small week after week- was always cleared up once an ultrasound was ordered). At the end of your pregnancy it's an odd feeling to know you could go into labor at any moment, wanting to have the house cleaned and everything prepared but then still living day after day and having it all get messed up time and time again. Jake and I wanted to soak up our last few days with it just being the two of us, but were also dying to see the little one who had been kicking me in the ribs, grinding on the nerves in my pelvis and making me pee like crazy (the record was 8 times in one night).

At my 40 week appointment I was 2 cm dilated, 75% effaced, and +1 as far as head position in the pelvis goes. My body was showing signs that it was at least moving in the direction of labor. The week before our due date as well as what felt like an extra long week after our due date, Jake and I did everything we could to try to get her to come. We walked miles and miles which was awesome time to get to hang out together and catch up, but that didn't work. We had a dance party- an uncoordinated one with just the two of us- to try to get things rolling, but we were just left sweaty and laughing at ourselves. My midwife stripped my membranes at my 39th and 40th week appointments, but that didn't work either. I took primrose oil pills which they say might help send you into labor, ate spicy food, had Jake press some pressure points, and talked to Ellie and just plain told her to come out but nothing worked.

On Friday, October 19th Jake got home from work and we tried to go to happy hour at P.F. Changs, but by the time we got there it was over. Panda Express was a quick and easy alternative nearby, so we picked some up to go as well as a redbox (Snow White and the Huntsman). When we got home, we ate, watched the movie, had a little ice cream and cuddled down together. Jake fell asleep during the movie (surprisingly enough-that's my MO 99% of the time), and as I finished up the movie next to  him I started to feel a tightening across my lower abdomen. It was about 11:30 pm and the tightening came and went pretty regularly but wasn't super intense. When the movie was over and we got up to head downstairs and climb into bed I told Jake about the unusual tightening and that I thought it could possibly be labor. Knowing we wanted to wait at home as long as we could before heading to the hospital anyways, we hopped in bed to (try to) sleep. Jake was successful, but I lied there awake most of the time as the tightening came and went more frequently and a little more intensely. I woke Jake up a couple times telling him I thought they might be contractions, but being unsure I'd just lie back down.

When I woke Jake up at 2:00 am (now Saturday), he decided to call the hospital and get a refresher on how close together contractions should be before you come in and how to time them. Then we kicked into "this could possibly be it" mode. Jake took a shower, tore through the house tidying and cleaning everything so it would be nice to come home to, and loaded our prepacked bags in the car. I hopped in the shower, dried my hair, and grabbed a few last minute items to pack, pausing at moments to breath through a contraction. I tried sitting in a warm bath to help relax. We started timing the contractions and they were 3 minutes apart lasting for 30-45 seconds. It was now 4:00 am. Jake called the hospital again and after they confirmed that it probably wasn't false labor, they said we could head in at any point. I really did not want to get to the hospital too early, so I sat in the tub and continued to breath through contractions. At about 4:45 am we made the decision to head in based on the hospital having more ways to cope with labor, and with a 40 minute drive to the hospital we didn't want to cut it too close.

On the drive there, I ate a protein granola bar (wanting to have something to give me some energy for what was to come). We were checked into the hospital at about 5:30 am. They checked my cervix (I was at 4 cm), put an iv site in my arm (protocol in case of an emergency, or in case I changed my mind on wanting an epidural), and I changed into a gown. Testing negative for Strep B earlier in my pregnancy meant I didn't have to have an IV, but the hospital does make you have fetal monitoring and blood pressure checks for mom every 15 minutes. The anesthesiologist came in and explained my options just in case I changed my mind on the whole wanting to do it natural thing (I kind of just tuned her out the whole time). Then they filled up the birthing tub for me. I spent a lot of time there breathing through each contraction with my eyes closed - at this point I have no sense of time so I can't say just how long. Not wanting to lose energy, I tried to eat a little plain toast and apple juice. I went between the tub and sitting on the toilet (sounds weird, but actually one of the most helpful spots for me) trying to cope with the pain. One time while doing so, I puked my guts out (about 5 heaves with vomit, followed by some lovely dry heaving). Jake was such a source of love and support, right by my side the entire time. He gave me sips of water, rubbed my aching back (caused by Ellie being turned wrong I later found out), encouraged me through each contraction, put on music for me...

It seemed liked I'd been doing this forever and contractions were getting super painful and coming closer together. Happy, the midwife, came in and checked me at 11am. She said I was at 6 cm. I was completely disappointed and discouraged! Tears welled up in my throat, but never turned into a full out cry. Even though I wanted to give up I knew that somehow I just had to keep going. I HAD already made it a long way, and the second half of labor- though more painful-was supposedly shorter. The bed was comfy at this point, so I tried laboring there for a bit, lying on my side. For some reason my contractions seemed to become less frequent and less consuming. I found myself fading into a short little nap. Waking up 20 minutes later, the contractions were easing back into their prior strength and consistency. Jake helped me try out some different coping techniques. I tried the exercise ball (wasn't that great for me), and various positions lying on the hospital bed. Jake and I walked the halls- my hands draped over his shoulders as we sway-walked back and forth a few laps pausing with each wave of a contraction. Then I went back to the toilet to labor for a bit.

Happy came in again and wanted to check me probably around 2:00. Good news was that I was at 8 cm, but now we were asked if we wanted Happy to break my bag of waters. Thankfully this was the only suggested intervention the entire labor & delivery. Since it hadn't broken on it's own between 6 and 8 cm Happy said she could break it, but the contractions would get stronger, faster. Jake asked if my water broke on it's own if the contractions would get strong anyway, and Happy said "yes". That made our decision pretty easy- let's do it and get this done with! Immediately after she broke my water, I decided to get back into the tub. The contractions picked up, hitting me like a steam engine at full force. The slow breathing I had used to help cope with contractions now turned into low ohhhhhhhhs. Jake told me later that he thought I had turned into a duck fan because it was the same noise the crowd makes when the ducks kick off. I labored hard in there, going through the transition phase of labor (8-10 cm) in about an hour.

Then all of a sudden the pressure in my bum was unbearable, and it felt like Ellie's head was about to fall out.  I told Jake (not so calmly) "She's coming! She's coming!". My eyes were closed, but I believe he hopped up to go find the nurse or Happy or both. They came in and got me out of the tub and onto the bed. It was time to push! They informed me that pushing would probably feel better than the intense contractions. They were wrong- it still sucked! There were three positions that they had me push in: laying on my back and pulling myself up on a towel that was draped over the birthing bar when the contractions hit, squatting with the birthing bar in my armpits for support, and finally just laying on my back and pulling my thighs up to my chest with my arms (and the aid of the nurse (Janette) on one side and Jake on the other).

During all the positions, I pushed and pushed through each contraction. With each push I thought she was right there, going to come out. Turns out that it takes longer than I thought. The deep "ohhhhhhhhh's" became a low grunt/moan. I hate to admit this because I always wanted to be the quiet, peaceful type while pushing, but there's just no way around letting out a verbal reaction to the pain your going through. Happy, Janette, and Jake rooted me on, gave me direction, put cold wet cloths on my back and forehead, and gave me sips of water for an hour. After pushing for what seemed like forever, I started crying out "please Lord, please Lord, please Lord" in between each contraction. Happy threatened me that if I didn't get my baby out on the next contraction she was going to have to do an episiotomy. That was the final motivation I needed. One last push and Ellie Grace Peterson was born at 3:58 pm on Saturday, October 20th (1 week exactly after her due date)!

What happened in the next few hours was all kind of a blur to me. The instant relief and voidness of pain that you hear is supposed to happen immediately after your baby is born didn't happen for me. I was sore and hurting and on fire. Ellie was immediately placed on my chest and had a good healthy cry. I focused on consoling her to try to take my mind off of the pain I still felt as the birthing process wrapped up.  I was able to birth the placenta naturally, but because I was bleeding too much afterwards they gave me a local shot of Pitocin to force the uterus to contract and the bleeding to slow. Happy did her thing, stitching me up (I tore a 2). Jake was crying and telling me how proud he was of me and admiring our daughter. And I have no clue what the nurses were doing (a baby nurse had joined the crew at this point, along with our other nurse Janette). Jake cut the cord at some point and I tried to feed Ellie. She didn't want anything to do with it, so the baby nurse took her and suggested sucking out her stomach. Ellie had swallowed a ton of amniotic fluid which came out with the suction. I tried feeding her again, and she latched on the very first time and has ever since. After she was done eating the baby nurse and Jake took her over to weigh her, measure everything, sponge her off, stamp her footprints. I ordered a little food off the room service menu then they wheeled me upstairs with Ellie Grace in my arms and my sweet husband by my side to settle into a postpartum room. A long day came to a close at 7:30 pm when, after waiting all day, our families who had driven from Eugene, Tacoma, Yakima, and Beaverton came into meet our sweet little girl. I was pretty exhausted, but so thankful that everyone came to celebrate with us. We are thrilled that Ellie is finally here, and that she is healthy and happy as can be!

Friday, October 19, 2012

Quick Catch Up: Part 4

We also worked really hard to put together the nursery for our little girl. Finding something we liked in stores just wasn't happening due to everything for a girls room being pink or purple or ugly characters. So we just went with colors (grey, yellow, a little robins egg blue) and patterns (chevron, stripes, florals). We didn't care about a matching nursery set so we borrowed a crib from my sister, bought the rocking chair off craigslist, and used the dresser we already had. I love the way it turned out!
Here's a list of projects I made to complete the room (with links, if applicable to the pinterest tutorials that inspired me):
curtains
pillow cover
word art


Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Quick Catch Up: Part 3

In the midst of all the fun summer activities and getaways, we've also been busting out tons of projects at our new home. New light fixtures, trim, painting kitchen cabinets/walls/fireplace, flooring, toilets, vanities, light sockets/plates, cleaning gutters, trimming trees, building shelves, sewing curtains, making curtain rods, getting doors for closets- just about all the basic changes you can make we've done. Most of it has fallen on Jake since I'm not able to do much these days. Here are some before and afters:

kitchen:
 living room:
 
dining room:
bathroom:
 















Friday, October 12, 2012

Quick Catch Up: Part 2

In an attempt to try not to overload you on the first catch up, here's what else we've been up to in our absence on here: 
celebrated our 5 year anniversary at the coast- eating whenever we wanted, napping in the sun, renting funcycles, enjoying just being together:
 we found a hidden spot on the river that we enjoyed the last few hot days of summer lounging and swimming and reading at:
 I had a couple of lovely showers:

Tuesday, October 09, 2012

Quick Catch Up: Part 1

Holy smokes, it's been way to long since I've updated this thing. I think I'll do a couple quick posts to hopefully get caught up to date. Time is flying by-don't know if I should blame it on the pregnancy, or just life being busy. Here are some things we've been up to in the last couple months:

went to the beach with friends for the day:
 went fishing with friends:
 been picking produce every week for the CSA baskets at Jake's farm:

 went to Bend for a weekend to visit Jake's grandparents. Ate a delicious restaurants, went paddle boarding, and celebrated Jake's birthday:
 celebrated Jake's birthday- just the two of us in Portland. Had cinnamon rolls together for breakfast, hiked Oneonta trail in the gorge (a hike that you have to wade through water down an Indiana Jones ish gully to get to a hidden waterfall), ate at some of the places that are free on your birthday (Mongolian Grill, Dutch Bros), and had gifts and cake at home.
went to our church's family camp for a weekend: