Leon Timothy

Leon Timothy

June 20th, 2014

 10:41pm

6lbs 10oz

20inches long

At my 40week appointment when my doctor went to check Leon's heartbeat it sounded different, slower. Just when I was about to ask if that was ok my doctor said "that's a little too slow, I am going to send you downstairs just to be safe". His heartbeat was at 100bpm when it is usually at 135bpm. Mason and I were both scared for our little guy and just wanted to make sure everything was ok. So we went down to Labor and Delivery to monitor his heart and check the amniotic fluid. After being monitored for an hour everything checked out fine and his heart rate came back up and the fluid looked good. After that scare my doctor sent us in for non stress tests every other day, where I get hooked up to monitor his heart for a half an hour. We did the first one the following day and he looked great the whole time. We went back on Friday the 20th and they noticed when I would have a small contraction Leon's heart rate would drop. So the nurse called my doctor, she came right in and talked to us and explained that our best option was to head down to labor and delivery and get induced. Because his heart rate would drop with a contraction she worried going longer he may not be able to handle the stress of delivery.

We were excited/nervous and just wanted everything to be ok with our little Leon. I got all checked in and they started me on Pitocin at around 5:00pm. After about an hour the doctor came and broke my water

I had already decided to go natural like I did with both Max and Jack, being induced was different and a lot harder with my water broken because it made the contractions more intense. I wanted the nurse to check me because the contractions were getting really intense, I was only at a 5. It was frustrating but a moved to my other side during a bad contraction and felt a lot of pressure and then the contraction were one on top of another, the nurse(she was awesome) checked me and I was at a 8! I was so relieved to hear that. I asked if  I could start pushing because it just kept getting more and more intense but the nurse said "I don't want to catch a baby!" The doctor showed up quickly and when I asked her if I could push she said go ahead, two pushes and there was our handsome little Leon! The cord was wrapped around his neck twice and then over his shoulder and around his waist. So that explained the whole heart rate dropping, and it was so good I got induced so he didn't get any bigger with that cord like that. When they put him on my chest I couldn't believe how tiny he was.

I just felt so lucky, happy, and relieved to have my sweet baby boy in my arms FINALLY!

We love you our little Leon baby.

Haircuts for my boys

 

 I, in no way, claim to be a great hairdresser. But I have never thought it was worth it to take my boys to a real Barber, one day maybe but for now they have no say :). I do have fun doing it and was pretty proud for not botching Jack's hair, just going at it with no real plan. I have been cutting Mason's hair for about 5 years now and besides the first few times(sorry Mase, for the horrible strait across Beatles looking cut) I have learned how to cut it. His is easy though because it is naturally curly so what ever cut I do it falls so very nicely.

I decided to try and buzz Max's hair on the longest setting to make it all even, since the last time I cut it it was a little all over the place with the length. He was a little nervous about a buzzing thing on his head but after I started he was giggling and asking when I was going to be done, ha.

They both turned out pretty good, if I may say so my self. And I gotta say it is fun to pretend that I know what I'm doing.

 

{my mama's boy had to hold onto me the whole haircut}

{Max's turn}

 

Boys

 

Boys make the best sound effects. My brothers could always do awesome explosion sounds and the sound of a shooting gun. 

Watching Max play it is mostly his ships crashing and falling while he sings "Pirates life for me! Pirates life for me!". Such a boy.  He is so drawn to superheros, rocket ships, space, boats, pirates, and airplanes. And he already has the awesome crashing and shooting sound effects down. 

In the end both ships sank. And then rose back up to crash and sink again.

taking a decent photo

These crazy(cute) boys of mine are not the best when it comes to taking a decent picture together. As I am sure goes for most 3 and 1 1/2 year old kids. The other day I tried to get at least one good picture of them both smiling and looking at the camera for their Grandma. I was kidding myself thinking I could actually get one quick. These are less then half of how many I had to take till I got one, ONE, decent smiling picture. But it was fun watching these two with each other and Max trying to help me keep Jack in the frame. And I did get a lot of good pictures in a different way ;). 

So my suggestion for getting a good picture of your toddler; Take lot and lots of pictures and you might just get lucky. And bribes, bribes work too.

 

[ Max would not take off his Spider Man glove, ya' win some ya' loose some]

 

[ Shooting his "web"]

[haha]

[Jack trying to shoot spider web]

 

[knee slapping game? I don't know, he was getting bored]

 

[FINALLY!]

[And they are done...]

Potty Training

We started potty training yesterday. Max wore underwear all day and went in the potty 3 times and had 3 accidents, you know to even things out :). Today we are doing a naked/underwear day. All day I am saying to him "three year old's do what?" and he responds "Stop! And go potty!". He is getting so big and although it is going to be so nice to have him out of diapers and able to go to preschool, I am going to miss my little diaper baby.

Little Punk

I love this little Jack boy of mine. His little personality is coming out more and more. He is a sweet one but is also very emotional and throws some good tantrums. I am not used to it because Max was always easy to reason with and never threw a tantrum. But he is the sweetest when he gives a hug, with a little pat on the back that makes my heart almost explode.  He is also very much a mamas boy, he cries if I leave the room and still nurses a lot, and gives me the cutest open mouth kisses. He leans in slowly with his eyes wide and plants a kiss on my lips. He is hilarious, he makes the funniest faces and loves when he gets a laugh from people. He is a big flirt, and smiles and makes cute eyes at anyone who will talk to him. I can not believe he is a year and a half, when Max was this age I gave birth to Jack. Poor Max had to grow up a little sooner then Jack. It is fun to watch them grow as brothers and start to play with each other more.
Oh my Jackamo, you sweet, crazy thing, don't grow up to fast. 

our day

today has been a pretty boring day for us. one of those no makeup, no shower, still in pajama pants, kind of day. sometimes I just feel like being lazy and having a relaxing day(even though its never relaxing with these two monkeys). after our morning sitting around I could tell Max was getting restless and needed some sunlight to touch his skin. so I filled a big bucket we have with water for him to play in outside. he thought it was pretty cool. Jack enjoyed watching and crawling around like a monkey.

it was nice to get outside for a bit, but then back inside we went. back to our lazy day, at least we all got a 2 hour nap together :).

The balancing act

Having two boys so close in age can be a challenge sometimes. They both need so much attention and sometimes its hard to make sure they both get what they need. I love them both so much and I feel so bad that Max has to be second sometimes because Jack is still so little.
I know I can't be perfect but I wish I knew more what to do, like when Max sits on Jack or kicks him with his feet. I usually just take Max and put him right in time-out.
Sometimes he is so sweet giving Jack toys and hugging him softly, and then the next minute he is saying "mine" and pulling toys out of Jack's hands. And I know he is only 2 and is learning a lot right now, and I try to remember that.
I guess the point of this post is just to vent my thoughts and frustrations on not always knowing how to handle certain situations. I try to make sure I stop and just give them each one on one time whenever I get the chance, like cuddling and kissing Max and telling him how great he is and how much I love him, while Jack is busy playing with something.
I just hope as they grow they learn to play together and be friends. I love my boys more then anything in this world, and I want them to grow up never questioning that.
I always try to breathe before I get at Max for something and I have been trying to not get at him for every little thing and stepping back more to look at how he is maybe feeling.
It's a hard learning process but I think(hope) it is getting better and better.

Thanks for listening to me, or at least reading the first bit before getting bored...