Born June 27, 2010 at 3:32 p.m.8 pounds 10 ounces
20 inches
20 inches
Of course there will be more details and photos to come, but right now we're too busy snuggling to do much else. Everyone is healthy, happy, and ready for this new adventure.
STEWART FAMILY FUN: true-ish tales inspired by real life
Monday, June 28, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
Still waiting
So even though I'm not officially due until Tuesday, I've been told for more than a week now that I could go into labor at any moment. And trust you me we have tried everything (except castor oil, because yuck. Seriously, yuck) to get this baby to show herself. Boating didn't do it, Jeeping didn't do it, and no amount of exercise, lifting, or bouncing on a pilates ball has done a thing.
I had a bit of a panic attack yesterday when my contractions subsided and I felt like baby wasn't moving. Poor Nic had to come home and take me to the doctor who then sent me to the hospital for a stress test. Everything is fine and of course after it was all said and done baby decided to start dancing on my ribs again. I think she may be a little bit of a punk.
The nursery isn't quite finished, although Nic did take a day off to tackle the list of projects I had for him. I'm gonna shoot for getting it done this weekend, so there will be pictures to come. But because I like posts with pictures, here are some nesting projects that I have actually completed (thanks to Siouxzy for the adorable fabric):
Rag quilt
Shoes
Hooded towels
On a side note: We went to Willard Bay last Saturday and the night before I had dreams where I was hysterical because I couldn't fit into any of my swimsuits or lake clothes. When I woke up and of course nothing fit (hello, nine months prego), I ended up wearing a pair of Nic's swim trunks and an over-sized SPF shirt. (I'll be damned if I'm going to buy a maternity swimsuit at this point to wear once or twice. No thank you.) I didn't cry, but I can't say it was one of my proudest moments--hence no pictures of me. We had an excellent day though and hope that baby Norah learns to love the water as much as her dad. She does already have her own life jacket after all.
I had a bit of a panic attack yesterday when my contractions subsided and I felt like baby wasn't moving. Poor Nic had to come home and take me to the doctor who then sent me to the hospital for a stress test. Everything is fine and of course after it was all said and done baby decided to start dancing on my ribs again. I think she may be a little bit of a punk.
The nursery isn't quite finished, although Nic did take a day off to tackle the list of projects I had for him. I'm gonna shoot for getting it done this weekend, so there will be pictures to come. But because I like posts with pictures, here are some nesting projects that I have actually completed (thanks to Siouxzy for the adorable fabric):
Rag quilt
Shoes
Hooded towels
On a side note: We went to Willard Bay last Saturday and the night before I had dreams where I was hysterical because I couldn't fit into any of my swimsuits or lake clothes. When I woke up and of course nothing fit (hello, nine months prego), I ended up wearing a pair of Nic's swim trunks and an over-sized SPF shirt. (I'll be damned if I'm going to buy a maternity swimsuit at this point to wear once or twice. No thank you.) I didn't cry, but I can't say it was one of my proudest moments--hence no pictures of me. We had an excellent day though and hope that baby Norah learns to love the water as much as her dad. She does already have her own life jacket after all.
Monday, June 14, 2010
38 weeks
Ho-lee-crap. That belly is attached to my body. AND it is holding a fully developed child. My child. AND I still have two weeks to go. Oh how I wish there was a reliable way to speed this process along; I really would like to meet this person who is constantly kicking me in the ribs. Baby Norah, it's time to show yourself!
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Dogged
As a little girl, I always imagined how great it would be to grow up and be able to have all the animals I ever wanted. Just imagine: There would be no one to tell me no--I could have any pet I chose! Turns out my mom had good reason to limit the animals in my life, because apparently there is such thing as too many. This is a lesson that Nic and I are relearning this week while we've had two additional dogs at the house. That's a total of four large dogs and two cats--although the cats have been understandably MIA.
Don't get me wrong. We love our visitors. Riley and Matilda are extremely well behaved and fun to have around and keep my two dogs entertained and thoroughly tired at the end of the day. It's just A LOT of dog to have to waddle around--and my balance isn't what it used to be.
But how adorable are these faces? Here's Matilda:
And Riley:
I wanted to get them all on the picnic table for a photo (it's happened before), but Riley was the only one willing to stay put. He got a treat.
And like all other animals I've ever met, these four are Nic's constant entourage. It's great when he's home because everyone loses all interest in whatever I'm doing. I'm hoping baby Norah reacts to him the same way.
Don't get me wrong. We love our visitors. Riley and Matilda are extremely well behaved and fun to have around and keep my two dogs entertained and thoroughly tired at the end of the day. It's just A LOT of dog to have to waddle around--and my balance isn't what it used to be.But how adorable are these faces? Here's Matilda:
And Riley:
I wanted to get them all on the picnic table for a photo (it's happened before), but Riley was the only one willing to stay put. He got a treat.
And like all other animals I've ever met, these four are Nic's constant entourage. It's great when he's home because everyone loses all interest in whatever I'm doing. I'm hoping baby Norah reacts to him the same way.
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