Two Weeks

Welcome Baby Creighton

A week ago Creighton decided to make his grand entrance into this world. Not quite perfect timing considering my parents were at girls camp, my best friend/on call babysitter was out of the country, and my doctor was in Alaska. But, thankfully my sister in law met us in the hospital parking lot, and I was blessed to have a friend from my old ward happen to be my labor and delivery nurse. (Thank you to a familiar face.) After 3 1/2 hours of labor (1 at home and on the way to the hospital and the rest in the hospital trying to convince him we needed just a couple more hours.) My labors come quickly, but I needed antibiotics so we needed more time. He was as patient as possible but...he still came in less than four hours.

After a couple of scary hours where the NICU was threatened for at least a week, then 3-4 days, then just a day or two. They finally just observed him that evening and let him come to the regular nursery that night. What a fighter!

I continued my fever for a couple more days and earned myself a few extra nights in the hospital--which is a joke if you have kids at home. They released Creighton Sunday night, which meant he could not stay with me--unless we had another adult in the room with us. Do I send Dad home to be a single father of five, including a nursing newborn? No, my parents stepped up and took the kids for the next three nights, so Chris could stay with Creighton and me. I am so grateful for them. I know they were exhausted from the week before, and to chase my four children around is not a low intensity job.

Finally Wednesday night the doctors (and I had many) decided my fever was finally under control and they let me go.

I would like to say, "I HATE hospitals!!!" Being crammed in a little room, while my family is somewhere else is not my idea of fun.

Again, we had so much help this week. Dinner, babysitters, visitors, and so much more. I feel blessed to know my family was WELL taken care of during this crazy ordeal. So many new neighbors that do not know my family well were willing to step up. I really hate to feel like a burden, but I do love the feeling of knowing what type of people surround me and my family.

Starting to settle.

It has been a crazy couple of weeks, but I think we are finally starting to calm down.

One crazy experience we had during the move included me realizing just hours before picking up the moving truck that I had actually booked it for august 28th instead of may 28th. Usually this would not have been a big deal, but everybody moves on Memorial Day weekend. So after calling six or seven truck companies we found one with a cancelation. It actually turned out to be a blessing, because it was a lot nicer than the truck I originally ordered through U-Haul.

Again we were blessed with a ton of help from neighbors on both sides of the move. People were so generous with their time on a holiday weekend that it really did amaze me. Especially coming into a neighborhood that does not know us at all. We had two families that specifically stayed through the entire process. The children (all ages) were even caring some of the smaller boxes. (This was hard on my pride because I had been benched--being 8+ months pregnant--blagh, blagh blagh...) My brother and dad worked all day on both sides, while my mom and sister in law took the younger two for the day. (Again I don't know what I would do without my family.)

Well, we got all of our physical belongings into the home, but did not have much of a chance to unpack last week. I promised the kids I would commute them up to school for the last four days. This turned out to be a little more work than I originally thought. I hate driving (for obvious reasons), but rush hour...let's just say my blood-pressure is still struggling. Then we had baseball games and parties in the evenings, so by the time we got home, it was time for bed. I was exhausted and no help unpacking. Saturday was spent in Farmington for a double header baseball game--luckily both games were lost, so we are out of the tournament. YEA!!! No more commuting...

So, yesterday was our first day of summer and my chance to help unpack (gratefully I have a husband with a lot more energy than I have, so a lot has been done after I have gone to bed). I am still a little overwhelmed at this home. It is a lot bigger than our last one, but I think in the long run we will appreciate that. For now I am trying to see past a lot of the little/big things that I want to do to make it MINE. (like maybe take my own pictures, these are from the listing)