Sunday, August 3, 2014

Grandma Sandy Comes for a Visit

I've noticed that the first couple of weeks following a birth or a death are the easiest. People come visit and you get to reminisce over food that just magically shows up at your door step and that you get to eat on paper plates and then throw away.

The those people leave and reality sets in.

Come back, Grandma Sandy, come back!



My mom came when Gwen was about 5 days old. It was perfect timing because Daniel had to go back to work, and I had someone else here to help me.

As I mentioned before, I tried to get in as much swimming this summer as possible before I delivered Gwen. Unfortunately, June became very used to this being a part of our daily routine and has been going through major withdrawals since Sister came. She still puts on her swim stuff every day and begs to go. My mom took her every day she could while she was here, and that was a huge help.



My mom also read many books and drew many puppies and horsies and meows (cats) and tickled June out of tantrums and made meals and cleaned and held crying newborns while she was here. She was a huge help.

She also continued the tradition of the frosty outing. My mom's mom, Grandma Bonnie, always took us out for frosties when we were younger, and my mom took us out twice when she was here too.



June has a couple of friends who DETEST getting messy. Sometimes I wish that would rub off on her. Haha.



Gwen was really into the frosties too.



Mom bought June princess get up, and June had a blast with that.






June and my mom even shared a room, and whenever June woke up at 5:00 a.m., my mom would take her into her bed and they would sing and share stories.

So you might say it was a bit of a drag when she left. As in, I have been dragging my sorry bum around feeling sorry for my sorry self ever since she left.

Luckily, our honeymoon stage isn't totally over. Daniel's parents are coming this week, and we are looking forward to partying with them too!




Friday, August 1, 2014

Our New Addition

The Jolley Family is proud to announce a new addition . . .



 We finally have a piano! We have had a digital keyboard for about 3 years, and it has been great. But a real piano! Wahoo.

Oh, and also, I had a baby.



And she came out looking just like that. (Yes, the bow on the headband hurt on the way out.)

Here's the rundown on "The Story." I'm making it short and sweet for ya'll.

GWEN MARIE JOLLEY 07/19/2014

7:30 A.M. Check into Florida Hospital to be induced.

8:30 A.M. The nurses start my IV.  For some unknown reason (I'm guessing dehydration), I had a vasovagal response to the IV and I begin to gag and pass out. This caused Gwen's heartbeat to drop to a low level. I woke up to several nurses standing over me and fixing the situation. Needless to say, this little episode put Daniel on edge for the rest of the day. The thing that made me sad about this is that I was determined to look better for my delivery pictures with this baby. I look dead in all of my photos after delivering June. So I woke up early the day of Gwen's arrival and actually did my hair. I know this is dumb, so don't leave a comment telling me so. Once I started passing out, the nurses put wet cloths all over my head and hair, and I was drenched and gross one hour after arriving at the hospital. Haha.

9:30 A.M. Pitocin. The doctor came to check me, and I was barely a "fingertip 1." I felt like he was checking me up to my eyeballs, and I let him know it. 

10:00 A.M. Daniel and I work toward our goal of watching all of the Star Wars movies.



11:30 A.M. Contractions start, and I get my epidural.

12:30 P.M. Doctor comes to check me and breaks my water. The nurse tells me to let her know if I feel any pressure in my bottom, but that it should be awhile yet.

1:30 P.M. I started feel pressure in my bottom, but I don't say anything because I think I must be imagining things.

1:51 P.M. I send a text to my boss about an email he needs to respond to.

2:00 P.M. I finally tell the nurse I am feeling a little pressure "down there." The doctor comes in to check me and see Gwen's head and chastises me for not calling them in sooner.

2:09 P.M. After pushing for six minutes, Gwen Marie Jolley was born, weighing 8 pounds flat. She was 20.5 inches long.

2:15 P.M. My boss answers my previous text and asks me, "Aren't you supposed to be in labor?" I responded, "Yes, I delivered 10 minutes after I sent you that last text. I should be Employee of the Month." Haha.

And she is totally beautiful.





Having fun with Dad:


And with Big Sister June:


And it has just been smooth sailing ever since. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.