Monthly Archives: May 2013

Four kids is hard, yo.

I was originally planning on writing this great post about how amazing our community is with bringing us dinner and helping out in so many ways, but I just can’t do it today. I’m not gonna lie. Life is kinda kicking my butt right now.

As sweet as baby Isaac is, he’s still going through some crappy stomach issues along with a head cold including a stuffy nose, cough and a gooey, watery eye. And it’s wreaking all sorts of havoc on his life, both sleeping and waking. And therefore mine too.

Can you see the "TAKE THE PICTURE NOW" look of desperation in my eyes? I seriously didn't think I'd be able to keep my eyes open 2 seconds longer.

Can you see the “TAKE THE PICTURE NOW” look of desperation in my eyes? I seriously didn’t think I’d be able to hold my eyes open 2 seconds longer.

Between not sleeping and dealing with the transition of adding Isaac to our family, I’m running on empty. Physically and emotionally. Adam is busier at work than I think he’s ever been in his current job, working at the office until 7pm each night and then going down to the basement after a couple hours of unwinding (read watching TV) to work from home until 2, 3 or 4 o’clock in the morning, leaving me to basically single parent four kids just a week after Isaac was born.

Alaina is losing it emotionally and vomiting all of that crap all over all of us daily. And nightly. And morningly. Cami’s anger and her inability to control it is at an all time high, especially since her sister is pushing her buttons like crazy. Lucas is two and is behaving like a text-book example of how kids will act during the transition of adding a new sibling to the mix. He’s become a disobedient, potty untrained, aggressive and attention-seeking little boy who ADORES his little brother and smothers him constantly while laughing at me when he’s bad. Oy.

It’s starting to wear on me. I’m wearing thin.

I know it’ll get better. I really do. The first couple of months with a new baby are always hard, regardless of how many other kids you have. But DANG, y’all. I could use a good night’s sleep. And by good night’s sleep I mean two intervals of 3 hours of uninterrupted sleep. That’s not much to ask for, right?!

Oh, and one, JUST ONE, decent picture of myself. One picture where I don’t look like a zombie holding in a break-down like the one above. JUST ONE STUPID PICTURE PEOPLE! Because this is about all I’ve got right now:yawning

Four kids is hard, yo.

Introducing Isaac

Here’s my new little man, Isaac Matthew.

Born May 1st at 7 lbs 4 oz and 20.5 in.

Born May 1st at 7 lbs 4 oz and 20.5 in.

Pretty perfect, huh?

He came into this world in a crazy, unexpected way. Just like finding out I was pregnant with him. You won’t find any amazing labor pictures in this birth story. They would have included me passed out and face-down on the hospital bathroom floor.

Let’s back up…

My contractions started at 4:15 am on Wednesday morning (May 1st). I had been having pretty regular contractions for a week and stronger the night before at a friend’s birthday party, but they weren’t painful, labor contractions. But when I woke up that morning they were different. They felt like the real deal.

By 6:30 am they were regular, more painful and stronger. But I was also battling a stomach bug, so I already felt pretty cruddy and was questioning whether I just felt bad because of the bug rather than the contractions. Adam woke up and asked if everything was okay and I finally said out loud, “I think I’m in labor. I think it’s the real deal.”

I stayed in bed until about 7:20 am when the girls had to get up for school. We had decided that we’d get them out the door to school at 8:15 am and then head to the hospital after we dropped Lucas off at a friend’s house.

I packed a bag while Adam got the girls ready for school. He asked if I had ever gotten my iPod ready with the music I wanted to listen to while I was laboring, assuming a long labor like I’d had with all three others. I answered with “no and now’s not the time to do it.”

Cami decided that I was “trying to have the baby that day because it was the day you chose on the baby chain.” (Yes, I picked May 1st as the day I guessed our little boy would be born when we made the baby chain months before as a visual count down for the kids. Winner winner chicken dinner!)Cami & IsaacAlaina wanted me to wait until 2:00 pm to have the baby so that she could go to her specials at school that day. I was really hoping I wouldn’t still be in labor by then.

Alaina, Lucas & Isaac

That wouldn’t be an issue.

I called my mom about 8:00 am to tell her I was in labor. She left Ft. Wayne right away.

We got to the hospital just before 9:30 am. My contractions went from 5-6 minutes apart when we left our house to only 3 minutes apart in the 1 mile drive to the hospital. When they checked me, I was dilated to 4.5 cm. I felt like I should have been farther along, comparing my current pain to my other labors. 

Then I started feeling really faint. I couldn’t stand up anymore with fear I’d pass out. My heart rate was down to 53. Little man wasn’t reacting well to my contractions. They were so worried they called the doctor and asked her to come right away to decide what to do. They made me get an IV, pushed fluids through it thinking I was dehydrated from the stomach bug and put me on oxygen, all in hopes it would help baby’s reaction to my increasing contractions.

At 10:15 am they took me from the triage area to my labor and delivery room. I decided to go to the bathroom before getting into bed in the new room. As I sat down, I instantly felt the strongest contraction yet, a ton of pressure and the immediate feeling of fainting. I tried to say “I’m going to pass out.” All Adam heard was something falling in the bathroom.

He came to the bathroom door to find me passed out, laying face down on the bathroom floor with my head against the wall. My IV had ripped out of my hand so there was the IV fluid and blood from my hand all over the bathroom floor as well.

He yelled for the nurse as she was walking back in the room. Several more nurses came running to my room to help, at the same time as my mom was walking down the hallway to my room, seeing them all run to one room.

Mom and kids

I woke up a few minutes later, about 10:20 am. As I sat up, my water broke on the bathroom floor. They put me in a wheel chair to get me from the bathroom to the bed since they didn’t want me walking. As I sat down in the wheelchair, I felt immense pressure and the immediate need to push. My mom and the nurses basically lifted me up and put me in bed since I didn’t think I could move because of a super strong contraction and the pressure I was feeling. I remember my mom saying “You can’t have this baby sitting in a wheelchair Katie,”

The attending doctor (whose name I still don’t know) said she wanted to check me and instantly said “One push and baby will be here.” But then I heard her tell me not to push because nothing was ready for the baby to be born after all the “excitement” of me passing out on the bathroom floor and they wanted to wait for NICU because of my gestational diabetes and baby’s poor reactions to my contractions just minutes before.

Too bad. I couldn’t wait. I heard my mom say “Katie, just push.” I pushed through one contraction and baby Isaac was born at 10:37 am. Just over an hour after I got to the hospital and only 15 minutes after I woke up on the bathroom floor.Katie, Adam and Isaac

Thankfully, we were all healthy, save for a bump on my head and a swollen hand from my IV being yanked out.

Scary hour. Perfect result.The fam