Logan Turns One!

Oh this sad, neglected blog. I just can't keep up with it anymore...but as per tradition. On a first birthday, I will post their birthday story to remember.

To be honest, I didn't write all the details right after he was born like the others so it's a little fuzzy remembering every little thing.

This pregnancy was...long. I remember thinking it wasn't near as bad as being pregnant with Gavin. But I think it was just as bad, just different. I was still sick most of the time although I didn't throw-up near as often. But this time I hurt! Those last three months, he was sitting just right so I could barely walk. Every time I stopped walking and then moved again felt like my leg was on fire. Thank goodness Dr. McCulloch believes in inducing at 39 weeks! I went in at 38 weeks to see if I was dilating enough to be induced. I have never felt so much relief that I was dilating so I didn't have to wait longer!

Mom came to stay with the kids the night before we went in. Everything was all ready to go we just needed to call at 5:30 in the morning to see when we could come in. Wide awake at 5:00 we called right at 5:29 hoping to be the first to call. We were told to come in at 6:30. So we showered and puttered then told my mom we were going and we were off. That quiet drive in the early morning hours with the horizon just barely starting to get light is very calming. We went the same time with Gavin and it was the quiet time I needed before going through labor. I tend to freak out with doctors and that sort of stuff so that 15 minute drive is a great thing.

Upon arrival we went up to the 2nd floor and told the nurses we were here to have a baby. The hospital was quiet and they got me right into a room. Ruth came in and introduced herself as my nurse. I LOVED Ruth! She was calm, competent and knew just what I needed. She looked at me and said, "Your third baby? This is going to be smooth sailing. In my experience third babies are always cooperative!" She was right!

I got all hooked up and let nature take its course. I don't remember much about the beginning of the process. They checked me every few hours and when I was about a 4 around 10 in the morning I got the epidural. It didn't hurt as much this time getting it in which I was grateful for! Ruth figured baby would get there around 3:00 that afternoon, so we settled in to wait.

Dr. MuCulloch came to check on me about 12:30 before she headed into surgery. I was at an 8 then so she figured she'd have enough time to get the surgery done and head back. Ruth checked me 5 minutes later and he was ready to come! She ran to get Dr. McCulloch before she went into surgery and everything started to be a blur. Everything was a whirlwind to get things all in place in time. They put the oxygen mask on me and all of a sudden told me to push. A few seconds later he was here at 12:43!

I was bewildered that it was all over already! I hadn't wrapped my mind around that he was coming right then instead of in a few hours. They handed him to me and it took a few minutes to get my bearings: I was a little lightheaded and shocked from things happening so fast. Everyone kept asking me questions and I felt like I couldn't get a good look at him!

They say that with every baby your fear of something going wrong gets stronger. I felt that with this baby more than the other two. With being out of it for a few minutes it almost looked to me like he had Down's. After my head cleared and things had calmed down I actually got to unwrap him and take a good look at him. And he was perfect!

He was calm and quiet from the very beginning. He cried a little but not much. He just looked around like he was taking in the world. We deliberated over names for a minute but we knew he was Logan!

His blood sugar was low so Chase went with him to the NICU while Ruth cleaned me up and took me upstairs to our room. It took FOREVER for Chase and Logan to get back! I was starting to worry that something was seriously wrong, but then they came in. They gave Logan some sugar stuff to get his blood sugar up and I guess it took him awhile to eat it.

Nursing was easy for him from the start which I was so grateful for. I didn't know how I was going to pump with three kids! It was kind of nice that no one really bothered us much. I guess they figure by your third baby you have things mostly figured out. I was going nuts just sitting in the bed so Chase took the bed so I could actually sit in a chair. All the nurses laugh at me that I'm supposed to be the one in the bed. But by the time that baby gets here I am so sore and tired of being pregnant, that not being pregnant anymore feels absolutely wonderful and I want to move!

Mom brought Lauren and Gavin to meet Logan. They weren't quite sure what to think of him and were more intrigued by the buttons on the bed than they were about their new brother. :) Dad came to visit the next morning and held Logan for a long time while we watched Indiana Jones on TV.  We went home later that afternoon.

Mr. Logan, we needed you in our family. You are so happy and bring light wherever you are. On those days where I feel like I'm drowning, I hold you and you make me feel like I am the best mom in the world. We love you so much! Happy Birthday little mister!