Jan 26, 2010

Mini photo shoot.




My sister Tawnya and her kids came to visit me today, we had fun visiting and taking pictures of the little guy..

Jan 25, 2010

He is just too cute..



Ridge's Great Grandma Wolf got him this cute outfit, it came with the pjs, hat, bid and even little doggy booties..

Bathing in the kitchen sink..


Funny pictures of the little guy..






My Baby is due!!


Today January 25th 2010 my baby was due.. But instead he is 3 weeks old today.. We have had a great time together so far. Ridge is a very sweet baby who loves to be held. He does wake up a little grumpy and he seems to always be fussy in the evenings when Daniel gets home but other then that he is my little angel. :) I just hope he stops growing right now and stays 3 weeks old forever! Well maybe not forever I would like to be able to sleep a whole night through again someday..

Jan 14, 2010

Ridge's first video..

My cute baby..



Sunday January 3, 2010

About 2:00 Sunday morning I woke up for my nightly bathroom break. When I lied back down something didn't feel right so I got back up and headed for the bathroom, luckily I made it to the linoleum so Daniels new laminate flooring was dry and safe because all of a sudden there was a gush of water that soaked both my legs, my pajama pants and left a puddle on the floor. I just looked down in disbelief, I thought this only happened in the movies. Most stories I had heard from family and friends their doctors broke their water in the hospital. I sat there in the bathroom for a little while contemplating what I should do. Should I shower, wake Daniel up, go back to bed, call the hospital?? Keep in mind I wasn't due to have this baby for another 3 weeks, so I hadn't got to the chapters on labor and delivery in any of my books, and I hadn't discussed anything with my doctor. I thought I had 3 more weeks!!! I did remember that the first thing my sister April did was paint her toes. When your pushing out a baby and your surrounded by bloody stuff you may as well have pretty toes. So anyway I painted my toes and said to myself this is all my sister in-law Stephanie's fault!! She was visiting with her family over New Years and she had her baby early, so she told me I better get ready fast because if I go by her schedule the baby is coming that weekend! Boy was she right, however I didn't take her advice so I definitely wasn't ready.. Anyway back to sitting on the toilet in the middle of the night painting my toes wondering what to do about the puddle. I had decided to let Daniel sleep because he would need his rest for the events ahead. I took out my "What to Expect" book and skipped ahead to "what to do when your water breaks" and guess what its says. "Do what you and your Doctor have discussed." We didn't discus it yet!! That is no help... But it also said you will have the baby with in 24 hours. Well 24 hours is plenty of time so I went back to bed. (No I didn't sleep very well).. Daniel came in around 8am, he had slept on the couch because apparently I was snoring. I told him my water had broke during the night. He asked if I was serious then asked what the heck I was doing still in bed don't we have to go to the hospital! So I got up showered and shaved, smooth legs is another important thing to remember when having a baby. :) We arrived at the hospital around 9:30am and checked in. The nurse confirmed Daniel's thoughts and wondered why I waited so long to come in. She made him wheel me in a wheel chair to the maternity ward where we would spend the remainder of our childless free hours together. For those of you who are still wondering why I took so long to go to the hospital this is why... I could feel that I was having small contractions every 5 minutes but it simply felt like my stomach was flexing, there was no pain involved, and by noon it was the same. The nurse finally checked me, I was 50% percent effaced, the babies head was up at my ribs, and I was dialated to a 1... yes a 1... I still had 2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10 to go!! It was going to be a LONG day! Daniel was a good sport and stayed by my side, except for a few times when he ran home to check on the dog. His family also came and went but we kindly reminded them that they had a long wait. The nurse put me on platocen (no clue how to spell) so even though I wasn't to the worst of my contractions they still hurt and came what felt like 2 minutes apart. One would hit make me nauseous so I would puke, then another one would hit while I was puking then another would come while I was recovering from puking.. Yes, fun times... At about 7:30pm the night nurse arrived and I asked about drug options. 10 hours of laying in a hospital bed was wearing on me. Mason General Hospital where I was at doesn't offer epidurals, so that was out. They do have interthecals, which is a one time shot. It eases the pain for a few hours then its gone and your on your own again. The nurse said they don't like to give anything too early so she would check me to see how I had progressed. I hadn't been checked since the first time at noon, so you can imagine how I felt when she kindly told me I was 75% effaced (who cares), the babies head had dropped a little (a little..), and I was now dialated to a 2!! Um,, my water broke 17 hours ago and I was dialated to a 2. Geez! I debating whether to go home and go back to bed and come back on Wednesday, maybe then I would be dialated to at least a 5.. After hearing that Daniel decided to go check on the dog again, and I continued my routine of laying on my left side, breathing through the contractions as my Doctor showed me, and repeating in my mind, "relax it will pass, relax it will pass" as I gripped the side of the bed and flexed my feet, so much for relaxing. Oh and then puked. Around then the nurse gave me some nausea medication to hopefully stop the puking, which it didn't but it did make me even more tired and unable to hold up my own head or arm. Daniel got back around 8:30pm and all of a sudden something changed. The contractions went from a pain in my stomach and semi bearable to uncontrollable pain where my whole body would flex, and my breathing technique went out the window. I was curled up at the top of the bed arching, gripping anything within reach and breathing so heavily Daniel thought I was going to hyperventilate. After a couple of those the nurse decided to check me again and I was at a 71/2! Finally there was a light at the end of the tunnel. I thought to myself maybe now I get some drugs, another contraction,, nope, I think its too late.. I could hardling keep my eyes open because of the stupid nausea meds, but I heard alot of commotions and nurses commenting on if the doctor had been paged yet and who is going to catch the baby. I tried to focus on breathing again and resist the urge to push as recommended by the nurse but yeah right!!! The end was near and I was ready. The doctor arrived just in time and said on my count push. I new if I didn't give it my all right away I would have to keep at it so I pushed so hard that later I noticed a small blood vessel in my eye had burst. About three pushes later the doctor said here's the head do you want to touch it? I thought wow that is crazy, then what the heck are you waiting for get the baby out of me.. He slowly wiggled the little guy free which I was later very grateful for because I didn't tear or need stitches. Once he was out the Dr. held him up and I thought he looked like a squid dangling there all slimy.. Daniel and I looked at each other, that was our little boy,, we did it! I was a little concerned because the baby hadn't cried yet but once the nurses poked him a little the screams came. However there was still some concern for his lungs etc so they took him straight to the nursery to get checked out. Meanwhile I am still propped up in stirrups exposed to the world thinking how wonderful I felt and wondering when I could be let down, there was a small draft and I was getting chilled. I watched as the Dr. pulled the placenta out, that was easy, it felt like a warm booger sliding out. By then Daniel had sat down the baby was one thing but bloody boogers was more then he could handle. Finally the bed was put back together and I was covered in warm blankets and Daniel was able to go check on our son. I was still a little loopy and just lied there in and out of consciousness. After all the commotion of retelling the story to Daniel's family and trying to nurse for the first time, we were moved to another room and left for the night. Words can't explain the thoughts and emotions that go through a new mothers mind. I am so grateful for my wonderful husband and for the love and support he gave me, I couldn't have done it without him. And I can't express the whirlwind of emotions I feel for my baby. I want to protect him from all the bad in this world and from ever having to feel pain, but I know that I can't, so I will give him all the love a mother can give..


I obviously never took Medical Terminology in school, therefore I have no clue how to spell most of the words I just used in this post, so hopefully you could figure it out. :)

Jan 4, 2010

Ridge Steven Beck




I will let heather tell all the gory details at a later date. All I can say about the birth process is thank goodness I am a boy because I have no desire to go through that. Mostly i just sat their and did what I was told to do.


It was a very different experience. I am not ready to say that the birth process is beautiful. It is amazing and amazingly gross all at the same time. But the end result is definetly beautiful. Heather did an amazing job, she was very tough and went through the whole process like a champ. And our baby boy is a very cute little kid, I am very grateful that both my wife and son are healthy. I am also very grateful for the wonderful nurses and doctor.


Holding your son is a wonderful feeling, It is a 100 percent new experience, exciting and scary at the same time.


I am sure we will write more later enjoy the pictures, and a big thank to all our friends who have shown such kindness and gerosity. We feel truly blessed.

Jan 1, 2010

No more carpet.

Daniel had the week after Christmas off and that boy doesn't do good just sitting around. This is what I came home to..


I will post what it looks like after he finished later... It's so nice!

Puppies.




My mom got a new Yorkshire terrier puppy and my sister Tawnya got a new German wire hair pointer puppy. They were both so cute and tons of fun to play with over the Christmas weekend.

Christmas.


Christmas Eve we had a delicious dinner with Daniel's parents and grandparents. Then we quickly exchanged our gifts and headed for The Dalles. We got there late and surprised everyone then stayed up even later playing rock band, it was way fun! My parents wanted everyone together for Christmas Eve and Christmas morning so they decided to postpone Christmas day till saturday. That left us all of friday to lounge, eat, make cookies, eat, play, visit. etc. Then saturday morning we had a great christmas morning all together.