Weekend Warriors

Isnt he cute!

I posted this as its rare that my hair is straight...I got pampered( a new cut and color) and wanted to remember what it looks like.

His first bath!

Okay so while its Tuesday I couldnt let the week go by without some documentation of our weekend. We didnt have Elijiah and had planned to celebrate our anniversary this past weekend...so we decided we could brave an early dinner out saturday. Now understand that with Tristans lovely sleeping ( not much) we were a bit concerned how long we would be able to enjoy our dinner but we had to try. So we did a 5 pm dinner and Tristan lasted just long enough to finish our main dish...no desert for us! He started to cry and become agitated, so we quickly paid the bill and came home. However I must mention that Jonathan and I decided long ago not to buy eachother presents. Well what does Jonathan do? Buys me a gift. Not just any gift but a beautiful new watch that I had my eye on for a long time. He totally surprised me and it was great. Just another example of how he often does the unexpected and is always thinking of me. I really dont know what I did to land this incredible guy. Its not the gift, but its the attention to detail. See about a year ago we were shopping at Costco and I showed him a watch that I liked... and we realized that the cost for the watches we both liked were way out of our league. However a few months ago Jonathan got a bonus from work and I told him he needed to buy something for himself. So he purchased a watch- which was great as he had wanted one for a long time. Anyway this past weekend he gave me not the exact watch we had seen before, but one just like it... I guess he had been saving over the past year to purchase this item for me. I was so touched and speechless- really- and that doesnt happen too often! I absolutely love it!

It was a great weekend....lots of time to hang out together with our little guy. While we are exhausted and totally spent, Ive never been happier and I know how blessed my life is.

( I just re-read this and I cant believe my grammer--however I am too tired to do any editing or changes --sorry !)

Colic!

The last 4 days have been horrible...Tristan didnt sleep for any longer than 20-30 minutes at time, crying within an hour of eating, diaper rash, had to be held 24x7, wouldnt sleep at night longer than 4 hours total, and in general was miserable...so needless to say his parents have been overly tired, sad, at our wits end as there was seemingly nothing we could do to make our little one comfortable, and sleep. Well today we took Tristan to his 2 week appointment and here are the stats:
8lbs 10 oz, 50% in weight, but 22 3/4inches- 98% in height...so he is at least growing and gained a bit from his birth weight.
After discussing our concerns with the Doctor and all symptoms we have been dealing with over the last few days, he suggested that Tristan has colic. This was a relief to have some reason he has been so upset and in pain. We have switched him to some ridiculously expense formula now especially for Colic and already seen some improvement. For the first time in days he has slept for several hours and its made my heart jump for joy. As minor as this has been for us - not knowing what was wrong and knowing he was upset, in pain and not happy has been hard for Jonathan and I. I hope the pattern will continue and this switch in his formula will be an answer to my prayers uttered in the wee hours of the night.

Tristan Week II

His parents think this one is cute... ;-)

The crib he has YET to sleep in!

Custom Onesies from big bro!

One week old

My my how time flies...one week!!! The first night we brought Tristan home he developed a cold and couldnt breathe-- needless to say it scared both his Daddy and I. However after sucking his nose and running to Walmart at 1am to get a humidifier things were a bit better...We took him to the doctor on Monday morning for a routine billyrubin check up and to get him circumsized. We are such whimps when it comes to putting our kids in pain....we both didnt want to be there when it was done. But the good news is that the Doctor told us he didnt even cry with all the sugar water they gave him! So that is over with. Yea! My mom came down from Ogden to stay a day and it was great...she sewed some blankets and spit up cloths and in general hung out and it was great to have her spend some time with me.
Tristan did develop a bit of an eye infection- residual I suppose from his cold so we have been working to get that cleared up as well. We havent quite got him sleeping in his crib the whole night....as he hasnt been feeling good both Jonathan and I want him close so hes been in bed with us. For some reason this doesnt bother me as much as I thought it would. He is eating well, typically 4 oz every 3-4 hours so we are taking shifts at night so we both can get some sleep. Overall its been a very relaxing and great week home with my boy.

A few more...

ARE YOU SERIOUS!?

Perfect little man...

New baby brother!

A mother's love...

Happy Birthday Tristan

***Just a couple of pictures- lots more to follow I promise!!!***
So the stats:
Tristan Elias Bechtold
Born April 4, 2008 @ 2:54am
8lbs 4 oz
21 inches

The story:
Well as many of you know my worst nightmare did actually come true for the labor and delivery. However I am home now and while not something I want to do again(natural childbirth), it was worth every minute to have our little man here!....

I was supposed to be induced Friday morning April 4. But all day Thursday at work I wasnt feeling well so I left early. Took Elijiah to soccer practice and came home- did the normal bedtime routine and went to bed around 9. Jonathan came home from class at around 10 and I was still awake. I had just a couple of contractions here and there--nothing to painful or long just enough to make it so I couldnt fall asleep. As another hour went by, they werent going away, but neither did they get much more intense and they were only lasting about 10 seconds or so. Around midnight I called Khory and let him know that either way, being induced the next morning I should probably get Elijiah to him as contractions were still happening and who knows what was going to take place. In hindsight it would have been smart to head to the hospital then, however my contractions still werent that big of a deal( or so I thought ) As Jonathan dropped Elijiah off, I called the hospital and let them know that I was having contractions about every 5-6 minutes but they were still about 15-30 seconds in length. The nurse said that they wouldnt suggest me coming down until they were 60-90 seconds in duration, but if I did they wouldnt turn me away as I was due to come in the morning anyway. Well after that call, I decided to wait just a little while longer, take a bath and go from there. About 1:30am or so my contractions were 3 minutes apart and around 45 seconds long, and I thought it was time to go. We got things together and were in the car by 1:45am. By now I was really worried. My contractions were about 1-2 minutes apart and lasting 1 minute. As we RACED down the freeway to Provo, our normal 45 - 50 minute drive took Jonathan 30 minutes. As we passed IHC hospital close to us, I kept thinking perhaps we shouldnt drive down, just go to the nearest hospital...but again I thought NO- plenty of time, it cant happen this quick. I made the comment to Jonathan, "Im sure its too late for the epidural" and he of course was trying to be encouraging and said it will be ok. We will get there in time for the epidural.
The ride was miserable...I was hardly out of pain for a second and on my mind was "dont have this baby in the car!!" We get to the hospital, Jonathan races to get the wheelchair, and Im in so much pain I can hardly move. We get to Labor and Delivery and here is where things get fuzzy. I remember checking in and the nurse rushing through questions, Im in hard labor now and just wanting to get the pain meds. She quickly gets us to the room and tells me to get undressed...Im barely able to stand. Within a minute of getting on the bed and the nurse checking me my water breaks, and she tells me Im at an 8. I beg for the epidural and they page the doctor. I see a rush of activity around me, nursing staff running around calling for my OB as he is on call in the hospital. The doctor comes in to give me the epidural and I can tell its too late..as soon as I am on my side I need to push. However the OB is still not there and I cant move...Jonathan later tells me that he had to pick me up and put me back on my back so they could get me in position. I am literally so scared as this is happening so fast, I cant breath right, Im screaming in pain and it felt all wrong. This was not what I planned, expected or wanted. I didnt know if I could do it, the pain was the worst I have ever experienced and technically it was just beginning. I am starting to push, and the nurses tell me not to as the Doctor was still not there. Finally he walks in and says to push...Now of course all you women out there that have done this naturally - I applaud you. Hands down this is the worst pain in the history of man kind. I dont know why anyone would CHOOSE to do this. REALLY. So Tristan comes out after a few pushes. However I must say, that never did I feel ok, get focused on anything but Jonathan or the lights above. I offered a hopeful prayer that I would make it as I have never felt more panicked by any experience...I really dont think I could have done it without my hubby. He kept me from oblivion by his calming voice, letting me pierce his hands with my nails( sorry! ) and say things I never thought I would say- poor nurses!
From the moment we arrived in the hospital entrance to the time our boy was born, it was a half hour. I am grateful that the time in pain was so quick, that was a blessing in itself. I cant imagine doing that for hours or having trouble during the birth itself feeling every thing that I did. I wish I was like some women who say its not that bad, or feel euphoria afterwards. Yes it was good not to be so numb for a while afterward, or be able to get up and walk around- but never will I want to experience a natural birth again. I cannot truely explain here how I was feeling, how scared I was and how panicked everyone around seemed to be....I am just incredibly grateful things turned out ok in the end.....
All in all we are doing great. I feel really well, Tristan is my new love, and its amazing. The ability of the heart to expand so quickly and so completely for another human. My boys are my everything and Tristan - well words just cant describe the amount of love I have for him. I am already mourning the passing of each day as it is one less day that I will have him just to myself. These next 6 weeks will pass all to quickly and I will have to adjust with returning to work-- A day that I will not think about till then. I will enjoy my time, savor and drink up his amazing presence and be stingy with anyone taking him from me( and Jonathan ) during my maternity leave.

a loss for words...

Today my world was torn to pieces

and remade into something

so absolutely wonderful that words escape me.

All I know right now is that I will never, NEVER

be able to repay my Father and wife

for the unspeakably wonderful gifts they have given me.

I only hope that I am blessed to live

for years and years to come

so that I can try my best to be worthy

of this life I live...