Going to Church
Sunday, October 11th, 2009I’m headed to church for the morning. No pictures this time, just an update.
I hear grandma made some pumpkin pie for dinner; I don’t think I’ll get to have any though.
I’m headed to church for the morning. No pictures this time, just an update.
I hear grandma made some pumpkin pie for dinner; I don’t think I’ll get to have any though.
Here are some family pictures from this evening. Thanks to Angie & Catherine for helping us take some of these pictures!




*We’ll be using at least one of these pictures in our Christmas cards this year. Check out www.PureCaptures.com to learn more about our family photo Christmas cards.
Here’s another video of Patrick. This time he’s just laying around on my lap while Mommy takes some video shots:
The music sounded fun, so Patrick & I decided to do a little dancing. By the way, I’m pretty sure everyone there thought Patrick was the cutest person in attendance. Being the only baby, he did have a bit of an unfair advantage though.
This is *my* first photo of Patrick when he was sleeping the other day. Oh, and he now weighs 9 pounds. One whole pound in a week! How crazy is that?!
We are going on our 2-year anniversary date tonight….we’ll see how that goes, lol.

Grandma & Grandpa May came down from St. Charles to visit on Saturday. I thought I’d throw up a few images we captured over the weekend.
Last night I ate soooo much, then slept a long time after that. Someone was trying to wake me up for a while but I didn’t wanna after that feast. Mommy told me she thinks it’s ok for me to eat when I am hungry, though. She says she will get too full if I don’t, and how it’s pretty neat how God designed me to be very hungry right now when she needs it.
Today I am going on my first car ride! I am excited. We are going to the YMCA and then to a meeting of something called Friends of Missouri Midwives. I think Mommy is going to talk about how I was born, and everyone will get to see how cute I am. She said there is always tasty food there, but I don’t see how anything can be tastier than Mommy’s milk!
Thank you to my incredible husband for his support and for taking such great care of us. In the past week, Matt has done an extraordinary amount of work to take care of us. Not only has he helped me sit and stand when I needed it, but he has also taken care of a lot of hygiene stuff for both of us. He brought Patrick to me when I was still so sore, taken our vitals every 4 hours in the days after Patrick’s birth, cooked and brought me food and drink, cleaned up, and so much more. The sweetest and best part is his encouragement and love and incredible patience with both of us. Wow….I could not have asked for a better man. And he is so adorable to watch and listen to when he is with our baby!
To Heidi and Berna for being there for sooo long and doing everything they did to help out and document the amazing[ly long] birth. I really thought it was going to be much shorter by the time I called you – thank your for sticking it out for so long!! Heidi, we can’t wait to see the pictures!
Thank you to everyone for your prayers and congrats – and the bounty of delicious, healthy food! And especially our parents and families for your support and those of you who have helped out soooo much around the house.
And to my awesome and knowledgeable Certified Nurse Midwife and her nurse assistant for the BEST QUALITY of birthing care in the comfort and safety of our own home. Patrick is proudly wearing a little hat that says “Born at Home.” Well….mostly he is sleeping and making cute noises while mommy and daddy are proudly making him wear it. They are very very glad of their decision to use a midwife because mommy would NOT have done well in a hospital with a birth that long. From the time my water broke (really early in the process) to Patrick being born was about 31 hours (not all of that time did I have contractions though). But I probably would have ended up with one even longer from the stress of being at a hospital, ordered to have an induction, or been tempted to get some kind of other drug – none of which I wanted for us. And with a ridiculously high 30+ % chance of ending up with a major surgery of a c-section, that was NOT something I wanted to risk. Our baby was born a healthy 8+ pounds with a good set of runner’s lungs, pink pink skin, and a great/unstressed heart rate throughout the birthing process because I was comfortable, unstressed, cared for by people I knew and trusted, and allowed the freedom to do whatever my body was telling me to do to get that baby out.
And here’s to everyone who thought I was having a girl (the majority of guessers) “because of the way I was carrying.” Better luck next time.