3 months

I will admit it...this blog will probably turn into Wyatts blog with little to nothing about Cam or myself...but that's okay - Wyatt is way more interesting than we are!

So, it's official...Wyatt is 3 months old and no longer a newborn (sniff, sniff)

But he sure is cute and keeps us smiling every day!

In the last 2 weeks Wyatt has had a verbal explosion (as much as a little baby can at this stage).  He "talked" quite a bit when he was 8-10 weeks old, but then seemed to taper off and not say much.  We think he was just listening intensely.  Then all of asudden, bam! He started talking  again - and even more so! I tried to upload a video of it on here, but it appears that blogger no longer offers that option.

Here Wyatt is laughing while playing a game I made up (no those are not my legs - they are Cameron's.  I taught him the game).  Wyatt loves it and it was while playing this game that he shared his first real laugh!

Here his is doing what he loves to do - suck on his hands. 

 i swear he is going to suck them raw one of these days!

just a cute pic of wyatt.  forgive me, i was headed to the gym.

wyatt has finally let us do more than 5 seconds of tummy time with him.  look how strong he is! he's getting better and better about sitting like that each time he does it! 

we recently attempted to transition wyatt to his crib.  he has been sleeping in the pack n' play in our room since birth.  the first night was very rough.  we thought he would sleep just fine on the flat surface of the mattress without the use of the sleep postioner.  boy, were we wrong! not 1 hour into sleep did i hear a strange muffled noise on the baby monitor.  i woke up cameron (who didn't hear a thing!) and told him to come with me to check on wyatt.  the sound was so odd that i thought someone was in the room with him.  we charged into his room and saw that wyatt had scooted all the way to the corner of his crib and had his face smashed in the corner.  he wasn't crying or anything but i dread to think of what could have happened if he slept like that!  back to our room he went to sleep, but this time we took off the newborn napper attachment.  still no sleep positioner was used and he woke up every 1-2 hours.  after that night we decided that we would use the sleep positioner.  the positioner worked and he was able to sleep for 5-6 hours straight (nothing compared to his 8-9 he slept in the napper!) and didn't wiggle off into the corner of the pack n' play.  i think we will try in a week or so to get him into his crib.  hopefully he will go back to sleeping 8-9 hours, but who knows!

The new year...

So, we brought in the new year as hard as any parents of a 2 month old could...i don't think i need go into any detail as to how we did that.  wyatt brought in the new year as he came into the last one: a bit of crying and a lot of sleeping.

Wyatt is now 11 weeks old and such a little cutie.  He's as calm as can be unless he is hungry or tired.  He is also sleeping like a champ - around 8 hours a night!  The pictures below are from his 10th week of life.

Our future NBA star: the next white Michael Jordan

Helping daddy on the computer while we were visiting friends and family in Bishop.

Matching Dodger hats...I am sure Cameron would tattoo this picture on the inside of his eyelids if he

had the money or a high enough pain tolerance.

Cute, happy Wyatt.  We wanted to get a picture of him in this warm bear outfit before he grows out of it. 

This is his blizzard outfit.  He actually didn't mind being in this. anyone getting flashes of "The Christmas Story" in their head?

I was trying to make the same face as him by sticking my tongue out.  no such luck.

Wyatt had to get his first round of shots to bring in the new year.  boy, that was not fun.  but the good part is that he got over it and was back to normal in no time.  He weighed in at 12 ish pounds and is in the 94th percentile for height.  I wonder where he got that from???

All is well in our house.  I am still on maternity leave and we are wrestling with when i will return to work and in what capacity.  So, any prayers for us are welcome! 

...and a Happy New Year!

Love to you all... A,C, & W

Thanksgiving

things were a little different this Thanksgiving than most.  aside from having a baby this year, it was different because it was the 1st thanksgiving since cameron and i have been married that we didn't travel to one of our parents houses for the holiday.  we had a great time.  cameron's dad and his lady friend were able to come to us this year and made a complete feast for us.  it was truly delish.  we were so happy that 1) we were able to spend the holiday with some family; 2) that they were understanding enough to understand how uncomfortable we were traveling with a new baby and made the trek all the way to see us; 3) that they made the entire meal for us!  for those who don't know, thanksgiving is my FAVORITE holiday!  this year was extra awesome because after watching what i ate for 9 months while pregnant, i certainly pigged out this year and LOVED it!

Thanksgiving day also marked Wyatt's 4 week old birthday!  He chose to wear the outfit his aunt erin and uncle donny gave him.  i think he made a good choice!  we are thankful for him too!

i had to add the pic below because i thought it was funny.  wyatt is actually really hungry and was rooting toward my face, but it looks like he is giving a kiss.

Wyatt is here!

Here is how our little Wyatt Adam Lehman came into the world...

With our midwife's advice, we decided that an induction was in order.  Wyatt was measuring rather large (9 lbs. 11 oz. at 38 weeks) on the ultrasounds and they feared that he would have a rather difficult time making his way out naturally.  babies only get larger as they approach their due date so praying for his growth to slow or cease was futile. so, we decided that we would go into the hospital at 7:30 pm on wednesday ocotber 28th - 5 days before his due date.  cameron and i decided that we would go out to dinner that night for the "last supper" as a couple.  i was told to eat a lot of carbs because i wouldn't be eating regular food for quite some time after checking into the hospital.  we went to macaroni grill.  it was nice, relaxed, and very tasty.  i then received a phone call from the hospital at 7 pm telling us not to come in.  apparently a lot of women were going into labor that night and they didn't have enough nurses to care for us at that time.  we called back at 9pm like they asked us to, and they told us to come in.  we got to the hospital and the process began!  i had to put on the lovely labor gown and then get hooked up to all the monitors - one to monitor contractions and one to monitor the baby's heartbeat.  another nurse then came in to take my blood (never fun).  my parents drove in from arizona that night and stopped by to visit us for a while.  at around 11pm i was given cervadil.  i was told more than likely the cervadil would have to stay in place for 12 hours and may or may not start labor.  if the labor didn't come on with the cervadil, then pitocin would be administered (i really didn't want pitocin!).  at about 1am my contractions began.  at first they weren't that bad.  i felt like i had bad mentstrual cramps in my lower abdomen and lower back.  cameron and i decided we would move around as much as possible to hopefully help the labor progress.  when i went in i had already dilated to a 3 and was 80% effaced.  i was pretty excited that i had at least progressed somewhat on my own before going in to be induced because everyone knows that many times inductions fail and then a c-section is the last resort.  i did not want a c-section if at all possible.  by about 4 in the morning all the "tricks" we were told to help ease contraction pain were failing - walking, massage, breathing, etc.  cameron and i decided that we would take an epidural when the pain became too exhasuting, but i TRULY did want to experience labor pains to know what it was like (and i must admit i wanted to know if i could focus enough to power through the pain). by about 6 am i was dilated to a 5 and was ready for some pain relief. they broke my water and i knew there was no turning back!  we were having a baby soon!  the nurses tried to get me to stick to my birth plan (i.e. wait as long as possible for pain meds) and encouraged me to take a hot shower.  i reluctantly agreed and hopped in the shower for about 45 minutes.  all i can say is that once the pain reaches a certain point - next to nothing helps ease it.  breathing and focusing worked better for me than a hot shower.  at 7 am the doctor came in to administer the epidural.  i have scoliosis, so i was prepared for it to be tough for him to give it to me.  my inkling was correct - he had to stick me 5 different times to get the right spot.  it was pretty difficult to concentrate and not move while having painful contractions, but i made it through.  once the epidural kicked in i was feeling great!  by 8:30 or 9 (i can't really recall) i was dilated to an 8.  our midwife, Kathy was great and she was with us since i was dialted to about a 4.  she noticed that my contractions were coming rather close together and the baby's heartbeat was behaving a little abnormally from the contractions.  she decided we needed to monitor the baby's heartbeat and my contractions internally.  both devices were inserted and were used for a very short time.  Kathy came back into the room and told us that my contractions were coming too close together for the baby's heartrate to recover.  on top of that there was a little more bloody show than she would have liked.  with the combination of those things she thought it best to get the baby out sooner rather than later - this meant a c-section - an emergency c-section.  at this point none of our family members knew what was happening.  the doctor had already been called and was on his way.  no sooner did Kathy deliver the news than our room was flooded with people all ready to fulfill the task of getting me to the ER to have a baby.  cameron couldn't come into the ER with my right away.  while i was alone in the ER, Kathy was doing her best to console me becuase i was naturally scared as this was NOT how we planned on having our baby.  i was so scared that the anesthesia was not going to work and i was going to feel everything.  my entire body was numb from my nipples down  and from my shoulder to my fingertips.  cameron was finally allowed to come into the room and held my hand.  he was scared and crying and i was scared and cried because he did.  i felt the moment they pulled our baby out - i felt a million times lighter!  when the baby finally cried it wasn't very loud.  i was praying he was ok.  cameron was crying and said he was cute.  i asked if he was fat and cameron said, "yes."  then i asked, "does he look like a wyatt?"  cameron said, "yes."  it seemed like a million years before i got to see him.  once i finally did, i thought he was the cutest baby i had ever seen.  i couldn't hold him so i just looked at him and said "hi!"  our first meeting was about 20 seconds long and then they had to take wyatt away to the nursery.  cameron had to go with the baby, but didn't want to leave my side.  at some point cameron called my parents and told them the surprising news and they drove down to the hospital.  i was then cleaned up and wheeled into a recovery room where my temperature, blood pressure, and other things were monitored for about 2 hours!  the nursery was right next door and the nurses initially said that cameron couldn't bring the baby in to see me.  they then bent the rules a bit and allowed cameron to bring wyatt in.  i still couldn't hold him because my hands were numb, but boy was he cute!  i used to think newborns were rather ugly looking, but wyatt sure wasn't! perfect head, perfect face, and super long fingers and toes!  he was born on 10-29 and weighed in at 8lbs 11 oz and was 21 inches long with dark brown hair.  once the spinal block wore off and the numbness wore off i finally got to hold our little bundle.  he is perfect and we love him so much! i don't even care that our birth was rather rough - we are just thankful that wyatt is here and safe and healthy!

 here are some pictures of our babes first few days of life...

one month left

do i really need to comment on this?  let's just say that this kid of mine is pretty much out of room.

and we have a lot of time left for him to outwear his welcome.  but...fat babies are the best babies!

Fall

Fall is, by far, my most favorite time of year.  Today, the wind is bowing the crispy leaves around.  it's great.  the best part is that our wee babe will be born in the fall.  lucky him!  that is all.