If you read back through my posts for Jun's pregnancy with Casen, you will come across a post where Jun had gone in for an ultrasound and everything was going good until they found some kind of unidentifiable mass in his abdomen. It turned out to be nothing, but still scary none-the-less. (Off topic, but how strange is that little phrase "none-the-less"? No one talks like that anymore, so why is it still in our vernacular?)
Well, once again we find ourselves at an ultrasound appointment, where we get one of these little surprises that our little girl has some fluid in her kidneys. This could mean that the baby has a condition called pyelectasis or hydronephrosis, which basically means that urine is not flowing to the bladder like it should be. Not good stuff. Usually, these things tend to clear up on their own, but this would mean that we need to come back soon and have another ultrasound soon to make sure everything is OK. It helps that our doctor didn't act like this was a HUGE concern.
Great. I mean, this isn't as bad as the "mass" scare from last time, but still, you never like hearing that something may be amiss with your child.
The good news is that our baby has continued to grow on schedule, which means that our early estimate of a conception date was off by about a week, which we thought might be the case. So much for being know-it all parents! This is a huge relief though. Now let's get this other issue out of the way!
Our ultrasound tech was also able to confirm that we are having a girl, which matches with our blood work that we had done a few weeks ago. Science! Yeah!
Now to figure out just how I'm going to handle a baby girl! To say I'm a little freaked out would be an understatement.
Friday, September 26, 2014
Monday, September 1, 2014
Keeping Up With Pinterest Fads; or The Gender Reveal Party
It's crazy how much things can change within just a few short years. One thing that is "in" now is called the "push present" This is a gift that the husband is supposed to give to his wife for all the hard work she puts in during the pregnancy and especially during the delivery. When we had Casen a few years ago, this either wasn't a "thing" yet or I just wasn't aware of it. Sorry honey, you didn't get one with Casen... maybe I'll do better for you this year...
Another trend that I blame on the rise of Pinterest, the social arts/crafts/shopping/ideas site which lets you look at ideas for everything from refinishing an old army knife handle to maternity photo ideas, is the Gender Reveal Party.
Once again, I wasn't aware of this when Jun was pregnant with Casen. When we found out the gender, my mom was actually with us in the ultrasound room and immediately afterwords I called my dad to let him know he was going to have a fishing buddy.
The concept is pretty simple, you gather all your friends and family, drink some punch, eat some cake (of course all blue and pink colors), then you "reveal" the gender to everyone at once. Some ways which I have seen couples do the reveal is opening a box full or blue/pink balloons, or maybe popping an opaque balloon filled with blue/pink confetti.
We chose to go with a cake which would either be filled with blue or pink icing. When you cut into it and take out the first piece everyone would know the gender.
On the 30th, we had the party at my parent's house and invited all of our family out to witness the reveal. We had everyone line up on the side of the cake which they thought would be correct. Before we had my mom cut into it, nearly everyone was on the boy side with the exception of my dad and my sister-in-law Keli. Wow, everyone is so sure it's going to be a boy. Would they be correct?
That's right, Casen is going to be having a baby sister. While I'm excited on the prospect of getting to experience raising a boy and a girl, I'm still just a little terrified. I'm not really sure how to handle a little girl. Boys are easy. Cars, trains and dinosaurs. All things I am familiar with. Dolls, tutus and tea parties? Not really up my alley. I'm sure I'll learn, though. Wish me luck!
What has been funny, is how Casen has reacted to the news. I mean, he has no comprehension of what is going to be happening in a few months, but we've taken to asking him if wants a "bubba" or a "sissy" over the last few weeks. Without fail, it's been "bubba" every time. We correct him and tell him the coming baby is going to be a "sissy", but he immediately retorts "No, bubba."
Sorry to burst your bubble, kiddo. Better get used to having a little sister.
Another trend that I blame on the rise of Pinterest, the social arts/crafts/shopping/ideas site which lets you look at ideas for everything from refinishing an old army knife handle to maternity photo ideas, is the Gender Reveal Party.
Once again, I wasn't aware of this when Jun was pregnant with Casen. When we found out the gender, my mom was actually with us in the ultrasound room and immediately afterwords I called my dad to let him know he was going to have a fishing buddy.
The concept is pretty simple, you gather all your friends and family, drink some punch, eat some cake (of course all blue and pink colors), then you "reveal" the gender to everyone at once. Some ways which I have seen couples do the reveal is opening a box full or blue/pink balloons, or maybe popping an opaque balloon filled with blue/pink confetti.
We chose to go with a cake which would either be filled with blue or pink icing. When you cut into it and take out the first piece everyone would know the gender.
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| Isn't it pretty? Thank to Becky Beagle for the cake. |
On the 30th, we had the party at my parent's house and invited all of our family out to witness the reveal. We had everyone line up on the side of the cake which they thought would be correct. Before we had my mom cut into it, nearly everyone was on the boy side with the exception of my dad and my sister-in-law Keli. Wow, everyone is so sure it's going to be a boy. Would they be correct?
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| Nope. |
That's right, Casen is going to be having a baby sister. While I'm excited on the prospect of getting to experience raising a boy and a girl, I'm still just a little terrified. I'm not really sure how to handle a little girl. Boys are easy. Cars, trains and dinosaurs. All things I am familiar with. Dolls, tutus and tea parties? Not really up my alley. I'm sure I'll learn, though. Wish me luck!
What has been funny, is how Casen has reacted to the news. I mean, he has no comprehension of what is going to be happening in a few months, but we've taken to asking him if wants a "bubba" or a "sissy" over the last few weeks. Without fail, it's been "bubba" every time. We correct him and tell him the coming baby is going to be a "sissy", but he immediately retorts "No, bubba."
Sorry to burst your bubble, kiddo. Better get used to having a little sister.
Friday, August 29, 2014
Congrats On Finally Doing the Job You Were Paid To Do
Well, we waited the two weeks we were supposed to again. This time a little less patiently. You would think that when a place makes a little error like LOSE SOMEONE'S BLOOD they would be a little more accommodating the second time and you know, maybe move us to the front of the line.
Nope.
Back of the line for you folks, just be glad we didn't make us pay you again.
There were were thoughts of taking our complaint up with the company's management, but ultimately we decided to be nice little citizens and wait our turn.
Actually, there was another little hangup which was strange. At one point toward the end of the waiting period, the doctor's office called us to tell us they had the results. Great, what are they?
"The tests show that there is very very low chance of having any genetic disorders, it seems like that baby is healthy."
Awesome, what a load off of our minds. One less thing to worry about amongst the thousands of worries expectant parents have every day. Definitely felt very blessed and lucky. But, I'm pretty sure there was another piece of information we were looking for...
"And...", Jun tried to lead her on.
"'And' what?"
"We were supposed to get the baby's gender with this test."
"Hmmm... it doesn't say here."
Well, to cut this long conversation down, they had only received partial results. Add this to the frustration pile. Why not just wait a few more days and send out the whole thing. I guess we found out the most important information so I guess I shouldn't complain.
Finally, after several more days of waiting, we had the result we were looking for.
We're having a......
Nope!
You're just going to have to wait until our gender reveal party like everyone else!
Nope.
Back of the line for you folks, just be glad we didn't make us pay you again.
There were were thoughts of taking our complaint up with the company's management, but ultimately we decided to be nice little citizens and wait our turn.
Actually, there was another little hangup which was strange. At one point toward the end of the waiting period, the doctor's office called us to tell us they had the results. Great, what are they?
"The tests show that there is very very low chance of having any genetic disorders, it seems like that baby is healthy."
Awesome, what a load off of our minds. One less thing to worry about amongst the thousands of worries expectant parents have every day. Definitely felt very blessed and lucky. But, I'm pretty sure there was another piece of information we were looking for...
"And...", Jun tried to lead her on.
"'And' what?"
"We were supposed to get the baby's gender with this test."
"Hmmm... it doesn't say here."
Well, to cut this long conversation down, they had only received partial results. Add this to the frustration pile. Why not just wait a few more days and send out the whole thing. I guess we found out the most important information so I guess I shouldn't complain.
Finally, after several more days of waiting, we had the result we were looking for.
We're having a......
Nope!
You're just going to have to wait until our gender reveal party like everyone else!
Thursday, August 14, 2014
How Does Someone Just Lose Your Blood? Or, How Our Lives Almost Became A Dean Koontz Book
Have you ever been to see the doctor when you had to have blood work done? It's usually a pretty straight forward process. You sit in a chair, they wipe the inside of your arm with some alcohol, a small prick, squeeze your hand into a fist, (try not to pass out, in my case...) and it's over in a jiffy. Your blood looks thick and gross in those little tubes, but the magical fairy takes those little tubes to be analyzed at some lab and results come a few days later.
That's how it usually works...
For this pregnancy, we had an option open to us that apparently wasn't available three years ago. Well, maybe it was available, but not for the purposes that we wanted it for. One of the tests you can have performed on you early in your pregnancy is a screening for genetic defects, specifically for things like down syndrome. It's called Cell-Free Fetal DNA testing, and is actually a pretty clever in how it works.
The bases for the test is that when blood from the mother circulates to the placenta, some of the baby's blood gets into the mother's bloodstream as well. By simply taking a blood sample from the mom after a certain number of weeks, BOOM you have baby blood too. Obviously the first thing the doctors look for is chromosomal anomalies such as Down Syndrome (which would show up in some of the blood cells and not others, i.e. the mother's). Another thing that they can look for is the presence of a "Y" chromosome floating around in any of the blood cells which would indicate a male baby (since mama doesn't have a Y).
Pretty neat process but it seems like something Average Joe could think up in the shower.
Since this was a non-mandatory test (seeing as we are still not considered "high risk") we still had to pay for it, but getting to know the gender like 10 weeks earlier than with an unltrasound? We were on board. We scheduled an appointment, Jun got her blood drawn and we began the 2-week wait to find out our results.
That's how it usually works...
For this pregnancy, we had an option open to us that apparently wasn't available three years ago. Well, maybe it was available, but not for the purposes that we wanted it for. One of the tests you can have performed on you early in your pregnancy is a screening for genetic defects, specifically for things like down syndrome. It's called Cell-Free Fetal DNA testing, and is actually a pretty clever in how it works.
The bases for the test is that when blood from the mother circulates to the placenta, some of the baby's blood gets into the mother's bloodstream as well. By simply taking a blood sample from the mom after a certain number of weeks, BOOM you have baby blood too. Obviously the first thing the doctors look for is chromosomal anomalies such as Down Syndrome (which would show up in some of the blood cells and not others, i.e. the mother's). Another thing that they can look for is the presence of a "Y" chromosome floating around in any of the blood cells which would indicate a male baby (since mama doesn't have a Y).
Pretty neat process but it seems like something Average Joe could think up in the shower.
Since this was a non-mandatory test (seeing as we are still not considered "high risk") we still had to pay for it, but getting to know the gender like 10 weeks earlier than with an unltrasound? We were on board. We scheduled an appointment, Jun got her blood drawn and we began the 2-week wait to find out our results.
We were told that it might be sooner earlier than two weeks, but sure enough after waiting the entire designated period, we placed a call to our doctor's office, who assured us that they hadn't heard anything.
Ok, Well, I guess we'll just go right to the source. We got a name of a representative of the company doing the test and after going back and forth with her we found out that the never did our test, although they did have a record of receiving Jun's blood sample.
"Well why didn't you test it?"
"Um.....
...
...
...
...we lost your blood sample."
"What?"
"We got your sample, but we can't find it."
How does an organization (Pun? I'm not sure.) go about losing this sort of thing? I mean, it's basically what they do. Presumably you need some sort of degree to work at a place like this, but maybe they accept people with degrees earned by mail in the Caymen Islands.
Then a thought more sinister set in.... what if the blood wasn't lost, it was stolen. What if Jun's blood contained a cure for an illness that would be extremely profitable. What if they are doing weird genetic experiments? What if there is a clone of Jun out there right now? Will I have to get both of them an anniversary gift? I spoke to my dad and he agreed that this is how a good techno/horror/thriller novel gets started. I guess only time will tell...
Mr. Koontz, be sure to cut me in on a share of the royalties when your book with this premise becomes a #1 Bestseller.
Anyway, we have another appointment to draw blood tomorrow and wait ANOTHER two weeks. Hopefully they don't "lose" this sample.
Monday, July 7, 2014
A Trip to the Beach; or, How to Have Fun with Dark Clouds Hanging Over Your Head
Every other year, my family takes group vacation to Destin, Florida. We rent a big beach house, take turns cooking dinner and generally just relax and enjoy ourselves for a week.
It's kind of hard to enjoy yourself with the threat of a miscarriage hanging over your head like storm clouds. Just two days earlier, we had gotten the news that our baby might not be developing like it should, which could mean that Jun would miscarry sometime in the near future if that was the case. We were prepared to have to cut our trip short if we needed to in order to get Jun to a doctor. Now we faced the dilemma, do we tell everyone in our family about the pregnancy? What if everything was not OK with the baby? Eventually, we decided that we would tell them, so everyone would know why Jun was taking it easy, and not lifting things, and generally going slow. It also couldn't hurt to have some extra prayers at this stage either.
Not long after we found out we were pregnant, Jun and I started talking about how we would tell our families. Of course or parents knew the same day we found out, but it's always fun to tell the extended family. For Casen, it worked out really well that we told everyone on Thanksgiving when we asked my dad to say he was thankful for "all eleven" of us (which would have included the baby). I didn't take long for everyone to do a quick headcount of the table and see that there were only ten of us sitting there and make the connection.
This time, as soon as we got to our beach house, we changed Casen into a shirt that we had made up which said "Big Brother" across the chest and let him run around until someone noticed it. We thought he may run around for awhile before someone noticed (seriously, how often do you read a toddler's shirt?), but a scream from my sister Becky a few minutes later meant that she had figured it out. Of course her scream would also draw everyone in the house to her room as they thought someone was hurt.
We told everyone the story of the early/late ovulation story and explained that we were telling them early in case the worst were to happen. Everyone understood, and said they'd be praying for our little baby.
With that done, we went about our vacation. We swam in the ocean, we ate delicious seafood meals, we built sandcastles, we watched fireworks shoot over Destin Harbour from a boat. But most importantly of all, we made it back home still a family of four.
It's kind of hard to enjoy yourself with the threat of a miscarriage hanging over your head like storm clouds. Just two days earlier, we had gotten the news that our baby might not be developing like it should, which could mean that Jun would miscarry sometime in the near future if that was the case. We were prepared to have to cut our trip short if we needed to in order to get Jun to a doctor. Now we faced the dilemma, do we tell everyone in our family about the pregnancy? What if everything was not OK with the baby? Eventually, we decided that we would tell them, so everyone would know why Jun was taking it easy, and not lifting things, and generally going slow. It also couldn't hurt to have some extra prayers at this stage either.
Not long after we found out we were pregnant, Jun and I started talking about how we would tell our families. Of course or parents knew the same day we found out, but it's always fun to tell the extended family. For Casen, it worked out really well that we told everyone on Thanksgiving when we asked my dad to say he was thankful for "all eleven" of us (which would have included the baby). I didn't take long for everyone to do a quick headcount of the table and see that there were only ten of us sitting there and make the connection.
This time, as soon as we got to our beach house, we changed Casen into a shirt that we had made up which said "Big Brother" across the chest and let him run around until someone noticed it. We thought he may run around for awhile before someone noticed (seriously, how often do you read a toddler's shirt?), but a scream from my sister Becky a few minutes later meant that she had figured it out. Of course her scream would also draw everyone in the house to her room as they thought someone was hurt.
We told everyone the story of the early/late ovulation story and explained that we were telling them early in case the worst were to happen. Everyone understood, and said they'd be praying for our little baby.
With that done, we went about our vacation. We swam in the ocean, we ate delicious seafood meals, we built sandcastles, we watched fireworks shoot over Destin Harbour from a boat. But most importantly of all, we made it back home still a family of four.
Thursday, June 26, 2014
Back to the Doctor; Visit #1 of Many
Today, I found myself back in a very familiar place. Jun's ob-gyn's office. Seems like we were just here even though it was more than two years ago. The last time we were here together, one of the nurses asked us unexpectedly if we wanted to have Casen that day. One of the more nerve-wracking questions I've ever been asked, and luckily for me, one that Jun answered so I didn't have to.
This time, I hoped that there would be much less drama... I was almost right.
Seeing that we had had a positive pregnancy test, it meant that we were at least about four weeks along when we took the test, and about six weeks when we got in for a doctors appointment. So that is what we were expecting to hear when we had out first sonogram (because we're so smart...). Once again, we were able to get our favorite sonogram technician, Joy, to show us the first pictures of our baby.
She used her tools on the imaging machine, measuring this and that, making notes, and showing us our baby's heartbeat, which we were happy to see was normal. The she asked us,
"How far along are you?"
"About 6 weeks," we confidently replied.
"Well, the measurements I've taken show the baby is younger than that."
She quizzed us over the date of Jun's last period and all the other pertinent questions, and basically came to the conclusion that the baby was behind on his/her growth with the information we gave. Uh oh. That doesn't sound good.
After Jun got cleaned up from the sonogram, we were moved to a another room to wait on the doctor. While we waited, we discussed everything we knew and tried to make sure we were correct with our facts. Finally, Dr. Kolar came in to see us. She had a big smile on her face like she always does, happy to see Jun again and excited to see that we were going to have another baby...
Then she looked at the sonogram results... I can remember her letting out a audible "Hmmmm...."
She quizzed us again on dates of periods and the like and we told her the same as we told Joy. Jun even had a handy app on her phone where she kept track of all this data since we were trying to get pregnant.
Dr. Kolar then asked us about what day we thought the baby was conceived, and since you can track literally EVERYTHING in that app, we had a pretty good idea what day it was. That day lined up perfectly with when the app said Jun would be ovulating, which made since because, well, we were pregnant. That is what the app said, and we got the app from the internet, and everything on the internet is true, right?
So, being the smart doctor that she is, she asked, "Is there any other days the baby could have been conceived?"
Jun looked again at her handy-dandy app, and sure enough there was another possibility a week later than the date we thought it would be, but that didn't make sense because Jun would have already ovulated by then, and since the app said... you get the picture.
Dr. Kolar then went on to explain that it's possible that Jun ovulated late in her cycle... which would mean that we got pregnant a week later than we thought we did. Things started to fall into place, but there was still some uncertainty. We couldn't know that the later conception date was correct. We left with two possible outcomes. Either the baby wasn't developing at the proper rate.... or he/she was really younger than he/she was letting on. We're really hoping for the second one.
This time, I hoped that there would be much less drama... I was almost right.
Seeing that we had had a positive pregnancy test, it meant that we were at least about four weeks along when we took the test, and about six weeks when we got in for a doctors appointment. So that is what we were expecting to hear when we had out first sonogram (because we're so smart...). Once again, we were able to get our favorite sonogram technician, Joy, to show us the first pictures of our baby.
She used her tools on the imaging machine, measuring this and that, making notes, and showing us our baby's heartbeat, which we were happy to see was normal. The she asked us,
"How far along are you?"
"About 6 weeks," we confidently replied.
"Well, the measurements I've taken show the baby is younger than that."
She quizzed us over the date of Jun's last period and all the other pertinent questions, and basically came to the conclusion that the baby was behind on his/her growth with the information we gave. Uh oh. That doesn't sound good.
After Jun got cleaned up from the sonogram, we were moved to a another room to wait on the doctor. While we waited, we discussed everything we knew and tried to make sure we were correct with our facts. Finally, Dr. Kolar came in to see us. She had a big smile on her face like she always does, happy to see Jun again and excited to see that we were going to have another baby...
Then she looked at the sonogram results... I can remember her letting out a audible "Hmmmm...."
She quizzed us again on dates of periods and the like and we told her the same as we told Joy. Jun even had a handy app on her phone where she kept track of all this data since we were trying to get pregnant.
Dr. Kolar then asked us about what day we thought the baby was conceived, and since you can track literally EVERYTHING in that app, we had a pretty good idea what day it was. That day lined up perfectly with when the app said Jun would be ovulating, which made since because, well, we were pregnant. That is what the app said, and we got the app from the internet, and everything on the internet is true, right?
So, being the smart doctor that she is, she asked, "Is there any other days the baby could have been conceived?"
Jun looked again at her handy-dandy app, and sure enough there was another possibility a week later than the date we thought it would be, but that didn't make sense because Jun would have already ovulated by then, and since the app said... you get the picture.
Dr. Kolar then went on to explain that it's possible that Jun ovulated late in her cycle... which would mean that we got pregnant a week later than we thought we did. Things started to fall into place, but there was still some uncertainty. We couldn't know that the later conception date was correct. We left with two possible outcomes. Either the baby wasn't developing at the proper rate.... or he/she was really younger than he/she was letting on. We're really hoping for the second one.
Thursday, June 12, 2014
Here we go again....
Well, as the title says, here we go again! Once again, we find ourselves expecting another addition to our family, this time in late February. Once again, the magic book worked! It's amazing what a little science can tell you. We woke up in the morning, and found that we had the requisite number of high basal temperatures again, so we took a pregnancy test, and we were happy to see that we were once again pregnant. We took a few more just to be sure, but in the end we were convinced that it was true.
So now, the waiting begins. I remember that the first pregnancy dragged on and on. It seemed like each week took forever. Maybe that's just because we were nervous and really giddy with anticipation over what it would be like to be parents. Will this time be the same? I guess only time will tell.
What about the gender? Is Casen going to have a little "bubba" or "sissy"? Does he care either way? I suppose it's going to be difficult for him to even comprehend what is happening as Jun's belly continues to grow. I mean, we can tell him all day that there is a baby in mama's tummy, but he probably won't understand until we bring the baby home. As much of a new adventure this will be for Jun and myself, I can't imagine what will be going through his little mind when we bring the baby home and it stays. Hopefully he won't be too jealous...
I'm definitely excited about adding to our family, and I'm excited to get to keep you all updated again as well.
So now, the waiting begins. I remember that the first pregnancy dragged on and on. It seemed like each week took forever. Maybe that's just because we were nervous and really giddy with anticipation over what it would be like to be parents. Will this time be the same? I guess only time will tell.
What about the gender? Is Casen going to have a little "bubba" or "sissy"? Does he care either way? I suppose it's going to be difficult for him to even comprehend what is happening as Jun's belly continues to grow. I mean, we can tell him all day that there is a baby in mama's tummy, but he probably won't understand until we bring the baby home. As much of a new adventure this will be for Jun and myself, I can't imagine what will be going through his little mind when we bring the baby home and it stays. Hopefully he won't be too jealous...
I'm definitely excited about adding to our family, and I'm excited to get to keep you all updated again as well.
Friday, October 5, 2012
Monday, April 16, 2012
Welcome to the World, Casen Kai Robbins
I know it's been a week since he was born but as anyone who's been a parent before can attest, we've been pretty busy (and tired!). I expected this to happen and knew that's I'd probably be late doing this post, so that is why I took good notes at the hospital so I'd be sure to remember it all. Here is my account of the hospital stay and delivery process.
April 8th, 2012
4:30pm - We left the house for the hospital. We took like three bags of clothes and necessities which baffled me since we were only going to be gone for like 2 days and we were close enough to our home that we could go home if we needed anything else. The drive to the hospital was mostly silent since I think we were both nervous about what was about to transpire.
5:00pm - Admitted to the hospital and got our room. Jun changed into the extremely glamorous hospital gown with strict instructions not to tie the bottom tie on the back, only the one around her neck. When she got all situated and in bed, the nurse cam in and hooked her up to the fetal monitors, checked her cervix (2cm dilated, 50% effaced) and started her on her paperwork.
5:45pm - My parents arrived to the hospital and check in on us. The nurse put the IV stub (don't know what it's actually called) into Jun's hand and drew some of her blood.
6:30pm - Cirvodil is administered by the nurse and Jun is ordered to 1 hour of bedrest.
7:00pm - My parents left to go home (our house).
7:15pm - Jun's parents left.
7:30pm - Found the Rangers/White Sox game on TV. Huzzah! At this point, Jun is still feeling pretty good. She's having some minor cramping but nothing she can't handle. We're just enjoying watching the game and spending some time together at this point. The doctor comes and checks on us every hour or so.
9:15pm - My mom comes back up to the hospital and brings me some dinner. Jun's "cramps" are about 4-5 minutes apart.
10:35pm - Our nurse comes in to give Jun a 10mg Ambian to help her get some sleep.
10:45pm - Try to get some sleep. I start out on the couch/torture rack that is in the room. It's supposed to pull out into a bed, but some of the cushions are missing and there is a support bar right in the middle of the couch that stick into your spine. The hospital does not even offer blankets and pillow to me and I had to ask for a pillow. Good thing we brought extra blankets.
11:30pm - Jun needs to pee, I get up to help her since she's hooked into all sorts of monitors.
April 9th, 2012
12:00am - The nurse comes in to check on the monitors, I wake up.
12:30am - Jun needs to pee, I get up again, but I decided to get off the torture rack and sleep on the floor.
2:00am - Nurse comes in to check on Jun. I wake up.
2:30am - Jun needs to pee, I get up.
4:30am - Jun needs to pee, I get up.
6:30am - Jun needs to pee, I get up, but we stay awake at this point.
7:00am - The nurse shifts have changed over, and we get a new nurse, Marianne. She also comes equipped with an intern, Spencer who appears to be a nursing student from TCU. Jun gets to take a shower at this time and afterwords she feels MUCH better.
7:15am - Cervix check. 2cm dialated, 70% effaced. I begin to question the necessity of the Cervodil since it only seemed to give her about 20% more effacement.
7:30am - Pitocin is started at the lowest setting.
7:50am - I took the opportunity to grab a shower and change my clothes.
8:05am - Pitocin dosage upped.
8:10am - Dr. Kolar (Jun's OB) broke Jun's water. Jun described it as being "Very hot, like a hot bath" Dr. Kolar said the fluid was good and clear. I was standing as far away as possible, so I didn't see it.
8:50am - The nurse came back in and the topic of epidurals was brought up. Jun's contractions are getting more intense and are about 2 minutes apart. She's very uncomfortable and NOT in a good mood.
9:30am - Dr. Leitch is the anesthesiologist who is brought into give the epidural. Everyone except me and the nurse are ushered out of the room. It makes me nervous when he takes a phone call WHILE the 6 inch needle is sticking out of my wife's spine, but he gets it done successfully and in a few minutes Jun feels MUCH better.
10:00am - The nurse intern (Spencer) puts in a catheter and our parents are allowed back in.
10:40am - Pitocin is upped.
11:10am - Pitocin upped again.
11:30am - The nurse takes Jun's temperature and it appears to be normal.
11:30am to 12:30pm - My parents take me to lunch at Schlotzky's. It's delicious.
12:30pm - Cervix check: 4cm, 100% effaced. Getting closer.
1:00pm - Pitocin is upped again.
1:40pm - Another increase in Pitocin. Cervix exam shows she is dilated to 7.5cm, 100% effaced. Bloodly show and progressing nicely. It's at this point that the nurse says that at the last cervix exam they thought it would be necessary for a c-section since it is a big baby and she was only dilated to a 4. Now that she's progressed a lot, a normal birth is expected.
2:00pm - Upped Pitocin again. They are having trouble getting her contractions normalized.
2:45pm - Upped Pitocin again. Getting ridiculous.
3:25pm - Cervix check: 8cm, Station 0 to -1.
3:50pm - Dr. Kolar checks Jun and disagrees and says she is dilated to a 7, but the baby moved down. She broke more of Jun's water that she apparently didn't get earlier.
4:50pm - Cervix check. The nurse says the baby has "done a lot of work," and we would be pushing soon. Jun is starting to experience pain with each contraction and addition pain medication is added.
5:25pm - Drinking too much water caused Jun to throw up. Good think I was quick with a barf bag. Only ice chips from now on.
6:05pm - Cervix check, baby has descended and we should be about ready to push.
6:24pm - After only 10 pushes during 3 contractions, Casen Kai Robbins is born into this world at 8lbs, 0oz and is 22.5" long. I'll save you all the "messy" details, but everything went very normally and the delivery is a complete success.
I pretty much quit taking notes at this point since I had the more important job of being a dad to attend to, but there was a lot of picture taking, holding of the baby, grandparent fawning, crying and feeding. After all that was over, we were moved to a postpartum room.
That's the story! I'll get back on later and add some pictures.
April 8th, 2012
4:30pm - We left the house for the hospital. We took like three bags of clothes and necessities which baffled me since we were only going to be gone for like 2 days and we were close enough to our home that we could go home if we needed anything else. The drive to the hospital was mostly silent since I think we were both nervous about what was about to transpire.
5:00pm - Admitted to the hospital and got our room. Jun changed into the extremely glamorous hospital gown with strict instructions not to tie the bottom tie on the back, only the one around her neck. When she got all situated and in bed, the nurse cam in and hooked her up to the fetal monitors, checked her cervix (2cm dilated, 50% effaced) and started her on her paperwork.
5:45pm - My parents arrived to the hospital and check in on us. The nurse put the IV stub (don't know what it's actually called) into Jun's hand and drew some of her blood.
6:30pm - Cirvodil is administered by the nurse and Jun is ordered to 1 hour of bedrest.
7:00pm - My parents left to go home (our house).
7:15pm - Jun's parents left.
7:30pm - Found the Rangers/White Sox game on TV. Huzzah! At this point, Jun is still feeling pretty good. She's having some minor cramping but nothing she can't handle. We're just enjoying watching the game and spending some time together at this point. The doctor comes and checks on us every hour or so.
9:15pm - My mom comes back up to the hospital and brings me some dinner. Jun's "cramps" are about 4-5 minutes apart.
10:35pm - Our nurse comes in to give Jun a 10mg Ambian to help her get some sleep.
10:45pm - Try to get some sleep. I start out on the couch/torture rack that is in the room. It's supposed to pull out into a bed, but some of the cushions are missing and there is a support bar right in the middle of the couch that stick into your spine. The hospital does not even offer blankets and pillow to me and I had to ask for a pillow. Good thing we brought extra blankets.
11:30pm - Jun needs to pee, I get up to help her since she's hooked into all sorts of monitors.
April 9th, 2012
12:00am - The nurse comes in to check on the monitors, I wake up.
12:30am - Jun needs to pee, I get up again, but I decided to get off the torture rack and sleep on the floor.
2:00am - Nurse comes in to check on Jun. I wake up.
2:30am - Jun needs to pee, I get up.
4:30am - Jun needs to pee, I get up.
6:30am - Jun needs to pee, I get up, but we stay awake at this point.
7:00am - The nurse shifts have changed over, and we get a new nurse, Marianne. She also comes equipped with an intern, Spencer who appears to be a nursing student from TCU. Jun gets to take a shower at this time and afterwords she feels MUCH better.
7:15am - Cervix check. 2cm dialated, 70% effaced. I begin to question the necessity of the Cervodil since it only seemed to give her about 20% more effacement.
7:30am - Pitocin is started at the lowest setting.
7:50am - I took the opportunity to grab a shower and change my clothes.
8:05am - Pitocin dosage upped.
8:10am - Dr. Kolar (Jun's OB) broke Jun's water. Jun described it as being "Very hot, like a hot bath" Dr. Kolar said the fluid was good and clear. I was standing as far away as possible, so I didn't see it.
8:50am - The nurse came back in and the topic of epidurals was brought up. Jun's contractions are getting more intense and are about 2 minutes apart. She's very uncomfortable and NOT in a good mood.
9:30am - Dr. Leitch is the anesthesiologist who is brought into give the epidural. Everyone except me and the nurse are ushered out of the room. It makes me nervous when he takes a phone call WHILE the 6 inch needle is sticking out of my wife's spine, but he gets it done successfully and in a few minutes Jun feels MUCH better.
10:00am - The nurse intern (Spencer) puts in a catheter and our parents are allowed back in.
10:40am - Pitocin is upped.
11:10am - Pitocin upped again.
11:30am - The nurse takes Jun's temperature and it appears to be normal.
11:30am to 12:30pm - My parents take me to lunch at Schlotzky's. It's delicious.
12:30pm - Cervix check: 4cm, 100% effaced. Getting closer.
1:00pm - Pitocin is upped again.
1:40pm - Another increase in Pitocin. Cervix exam shows she is dilated to 7.5cm, 100% effaced. Bloodly show and progressing nicely. It's at this point that the nurse says that at the last cervix exam they thought it would be necessary for a c-section since it is a big baby and she was only dilated to a 4. Now that she's progressed a lot, a normal birth is expected.
2:00pm - Upped Pitocin again. They are having trouble getting her contractions normalized.
2:45pm - Upped Pitocin again. Getting ridiculous.
3:25pm - Cervix check: 8cm, Station 0 to -1.
3:50pm - Dr. Kolar checks Jun and disagrees and says she is dilated to a 7, but the baby moved down. She broke more of Jun's water that she apparently didn't get earlier.
4:50pm - Cervix check. The nurse says the baby has "done a lot of work," and we would be pushing soon. Jun is starting to experience pain with each contraction and addition pain medication is added.
5:25pm - Drinking too much water caused Jun to throw up. Good think I was quick with a barf bag. Only ice chips from now on.
6:05pm - Cervix check, baby has descended and we should be about ready to push.
6:24pm - After only 10 pushes during 3 contractions, Casen Kai Robbins is born into this world at 8lbs, 0oz and is 22.5" long. I'll save you all the "messy" details, but everything went very normally and the delivery is a complete success.
I pretty much quit taking notes at this point since I had the more important job of being a dad to attend to, but there was a lot of picture taking, holding of the baby, grandparent fawning, crying and feeding. After all that was over, we were moved to a postpartum room.
That's the story! I'll get back on later and add some pictures.
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Exactly 40 Weeks! We're Headed To...
...work.
So, unless the baby decides to come later on today (It's 12:30pm right now), he's going to be late. Oh well, we've been told over and over again that first babies tend to come later than their due date... which makes me wonder why they don't just make the due date for first time moms a few days after a normal calculated due date.
Jun had her final "check-up" appointment with her doctor on Monday and according to the doctor everything is progressing just as it should. She was still only a little more than 1cm dilated, but she is right where she needs to be. For the last week or so before the appointment, I heard a lot of "I'm ready to have this baby!" talk from Jun and she expressed this feeling to the doctor as well, so the doctor and nurses tried to find ways to give Jun and excuse to get induced early. The nurse who took Jun's blood pressure tried to convince the doctor that it was "very high" even though it was only slightly elevated, but that didn't work. The doctor then told Jun to go down the hall and get an ultrasound on the off-chance that her fluid was low, which would require an early induction.... nope! Fluid levels were normal. No luck.
Oh well, we will just have the baby when he's ready or on our originally scheduled induction date of April 9th... but wait.
As we were walking out the door of the doctor's office, the nurse at the reception desk yelled at Jun, "Hey! You wanna have this baby tonight?!"
What?
Jun and I just stood there in shock and stared at this lady, not knowing what to say. She repeated what she had just said then added that some lady who was scheduled to be inducted that night had gone into labor on her own earlier that day and so now there was an opening in the doctor's schedule for an induction.
We really didn't know what to say, they kind of dropped a bombshell on us. I knew better than to answer that question myself so I turned to Jun and said, "What do you think? You wanna do it?"
The other nurses that were in the reception area were all telling us that we should definitely do it, and that we probably wouldn't get another opportunity to be induced early. However, Jun decided that she still wanted to give the baby a chance to get to his due date, so we declined the offer.
It's weird to think that I could have already been a dad by now, but I'm willing to wait a few more day if I have to.
Also, I'm kind of glad that we didn't have the baby that night and be worried about trying to get the baby home yesterday with all the bad weather. I've heard the first drive home is already stressful enough...
Here's a picture of Jun today at 40 weeks. This will probably be the last "baby bump" picture. Doesn't she look like she's about to pop?
Edit: Sorry for the fuzzy picture. iPhones weren't meant to capture precious memories.
So, unless the baby decides to come later on today (It's 12:30pm right now), he's going to be late. Oh well, we've been told over and over again that first babies tend to come later than their due date... which makes me wonder why they don't just make the due date for first time moms a few days after a normal calculated due date.
Jun had her final "check-up" appointment with her doctor on Monday and according to the doctor everything is progressing just as it should. She was still only a little more than 1cm dilated, but she is right where she needs to be. For the last week or so before the appointment, I heard a lot of "I'm ready to have this baby!" talk from Jun and she expressed this feeling to the doctor as well, so the doctor and nurses tried to find ways to give Jun and excuse to get induced early. The nurse who took Jun's blood pressure tried to convince the doctor that it was "very high" even though it was only slightly elevated, but that didn't work. The doctor then told Jun to go down the hall and get an ultrasound on the off-chance that her fluid was low, which would require an early induction.... nope! Fluid levels were normal. No luck.
Oh well, we will just have the baby when he's ready or on our originally scheduled induction date of April 9th... but wait.
As we were walking out the door of the doctor's office, the nurse at the reception desk yelled at Jun, "Hey! You wanna have this baby tonight?!"
What?
Jun and I just stood there in shock and stared at this lady, not knowing what to say. She repeated what she had just said then added that some lady who was scheduled to be inducted that night had gone into labor on her own earlier that day and so now there was an opening in the doctor's schedule for an induction.
We really didn't know what to say, they kind of dropped a bombshell on us. I knew better than to answer that question myself so I turned to Jun and said, "What do you think? You wanna do it?"
The other nurses that were in the reception area were all telling us that we should definitely do it, and that we probably wouldn't get another opportunity to be induced early. However, Jun decided that she still wanted to give the baby a chance to get to his due date, so we declined the offer.
It's weird to think that I could have already been a dad by now, but I'm willing to wait a few more day if I have to.
Also, I'm kind of glad that we didn't have the baby that night and be worried about trying to get the baby home yesterday with all the bad weather. I've heard the first drive home is already stressful enough...
Here's a picture of Jun today at 40 weeks. This will probably be the last "baby bump" picture. Doesn't she look like she's about to pop?
Edit: Sorry for the fuzzy picture. iPhones weren't meant to capture precious memories.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
T-Minus One Week; All Systems Go
Yesterday marked 39 weeks of pregnancy for Jun. Everything seems to be moving along right on schedule. She had another doctor's appointment on Monday where we found out she was about 1cm dilated and around 50% effaced. That doesn't mean she's going into labor, but it means that her body is starting to prepare for it. Jun's OB/GYN seems to think that the baby will be late (apparently it's common for first time mom's to be late), but still left open the possibility of the baby coming early.
There is an end in sight, however. If the baby does not come before his due date (April 4th), she is scheduled to be admitted to the hospital on April 8th, and induced early on April 9th. So, at THE MOST, there's only a week-and-a-half left before the baby gets here.
Jun is still going to work everyday like a trooper, for which I'm proud of her. She's off work tomorrow (scheduled day off), and if the baby doesn't decide to come on time, she's only got 5 more day of work remaining. I know she's excited about that.
Thank you (again) to all of our friends who have given us gifts and helped us get prepared for the baby, and thank you to those from whom we're STILL getting gifts. It's really very generous of you and we really appreciate it.
I don't have a 39-week belly bump picture yet, but I'll try to get one and add it to this post later on.
There is an end in sight, however. If the baby does not come before his due date (April 4th), she is scheduled to be admitted to the hospital on April 8th, and induced early on April 9th. So, at THE MOST, there's only a week-and-a-half left before the baby gets here.
Jun is still going to work everyday like a trooper, for which I'm proud of her. She's off work tomorrow (scheduled day off), and if the baby doesn't decide to come on time, she's only got 5 more day of work remaining. I know she's excited about that.
Thank you (again) to all of our friends who have given us gifts and helped us get prepared for the baby, and thank you to those from whom we're STILL getting gifts. It's really very generous of you and we really appreciate it.
I don't have a 39-week belly bump picture yet, but I'll try to get one and add it to this post later on.
Monday, March 12, 2012
36 Week Doctor's Appointmet
March 8th was a big doctor's appointment for Jun and the baby. It marked 36 weeks and we finally got to have another ultrasound, which we hadn't had since sometime around week 25. It's been a long time since we've gotten to drop in and check on our little boy.
According to the ultrasound tech, little Puff is still doing very good and everything is right on track. It also turns out that he's done a good bit of growing as well, since the ultrasound lady estimated his weight at 6 lbs, 13 ounces already. Wow! That's a big as some babies are when they are born! The doctor said that babies tend to grow about a half pound a week in the last month. If that holds true, we are are looking at having a big baby. I suppose the baby could come a little bit early, but the doctor did a cervix check on Jun (which she didn't enjoy very much...) who confirmed that the baby wasn't ready to come anytime soon. That's fine with us... I'm sure he needs a little bit more time to cook anyways.
Along with the ultrasound and cervix exam, Jun had a strep test as well to see if she would need additional antibiotics when it was time for the actual delivery. The doctor gave us another clean bill of health and said that Jun was doing great. We'll have to start going back every week from now on so that there are hopefully no surprises as far as the delivery date is concerned. (Well, it won't be exactly every week since we our doctor is out of town this week in Surprise, Arizona to watch the Texas Ranger's spring training... jealous.)
Hopefully this good health for mama and baby will continue right up until our little guy is born.
According to the ultrasound tech, little Puff is still doing very good and everything is right on track. It also turns out that he's done a good bit of growing as well, since the ultrasound lady estimated his weight at 6 lbs, 13 ounces already. Wow! That's a big as some babies are when they are born! The doctor said that babies tend to grow about a half pound a week in the last month. If that holds true, we are are looking at having a big baby. I suppose the baby could come a little bit early, but the doctor did a cervix check on Jun (which she didn't enjoy very much...) who confirmed that the baby wasn't ready to come anytime soon. That's fine with us... I'm sure he needs a little bit more time to cook anyways.
Along with the ultrasound and cervix exam, Jun had a strep test as well to see if she would need additional antibiotics when it was time for the actual delivery. The doctor gave us another clean bill of health and said that Jun was doing great. We'll have to start going back every week from now on so that there are hopefully no surprises as far as the delivery date is concerned. (Well, it won't be exactly every week since we our doctor is out of town this week in Surprise, Arizona to watch the Texas Ranger's spring training... jealous.)
Hopefully this good health for mama and baby will continue right up until our little guy is born.
Maternity Photos
It's good to have talented and artistic friends, especially those of the photographer variety. Last week Jun and I had the opportunity to have our good friend Mandy take some maternity pictures for us. We had hoped to get 5-10 pictures out of the session, but we ended up with 130! Mandy, you do too much! Anyways, we were VERY happy with how they all came out.
Here are a few of our favorites:
Thanks again, Mandy! You're a lot of fun to take pictures with. We had a great time.
Here are a few of our favorites:
Thanks again, Mandy! You're a lot of fun to take pictures with. We had a great time.
A Third and Final Shower
Just when we think we have been sufficiently blessed with friends and family who have generously given our little boy tons of gifts and clothes, more people come forward to show us how much they care. Jun's co-workers threw her a baby shower last week and they really came through for her.
I couldn't be there because I had to be in San Diego to eat the world's largest chimichanga.
Ok, so I was actually there for work, but still... look at that monster. But I digress...
Here's some pictures from the shower and some of the neat gifts that our little man received:
Looks like some good times and great stuff, right?
I was sad that I had to miss this shower, but by all accounts, everything went great and Jun really enjoyed the party. Thanks to all of you who made it possible and to Pat, Jenna, Margret, Annette and the rest for setting everything up.
I couldn't be there because I had to be in San Diego to eat the world's largest chimichanga.
Ok, so I was actually there for work, but still... look at that monster. But I digress...
Here's some pictures from the shower and some of the neat gifts that our little man received:
Looks like some good times and great stuff, right?
I was sad that I had to miss this shower, but by all accounts, everything went great and Jun really enjoyed the party. Thanks to all of you who made it possible and to Pat, Jenna, Margret, Annette and the rest for setting everything up.
Friday, March 2, 2012
How to Hold a Bag of Ice for Long Periods of Time.
First off, a little Lamaze humor...
The room was full of pregnant women and their partners, and the Lamaze class was in full swing. The instructor was teaching the women how to breathe properly, along with informing the men how to give the necessary assurances at this stage of the plan.
The teacher then announced, "Ladies, exercise is good for you. Walking is especially beneficial. And, gentlemen, it wouldn't hurt you to take the time to go walking with your partner!"
The room really got quiet.
Finally, a man in the middle of the group raised his hand. "Yes?" replied the teacher. "Is it all right if she carries a golf bag while we walk?"
*Insert Rimshot*
"Thanks, I'll be here all week."
Jun and I attended a Lamaze class together last weekend. It proved to be a very informative event. Due to my uncertain work schedule, we avoided the class that went every day for a week for a couple of hours a day and went for the Friday-Saturday option. It was a 10-hours-over-2-days grind. However, I know we both got a lot out of the class.
There were 12 couples that were signed up for the class we got started on Friday at 6 PM. The Friday session was mostly about the three stages of labor and what changes the female body goes through in order to prepare for delivery. It was very scientific and medical which isn't something I was expecting. (I thought it would be more "hippy" for some reason.)
When I think of "Lamaze," I think of the breathing exercises. You know, like in the movies: "Hee hee hee hoooooo, hee hee hee hoooo." Well, it's not like that anymore apparently as the Saturday class showed us. Now it seems that the most effective way of dealing with the pain of contractions and labor is simply to distract the mother as best you can. The title of this post refers to the exercise we did to demonstrate this:
The mothers were given a ziplock bag of ice and told to hold it in her hand for the exercise. After each step she was given reprieve and was able to put the bag of ice down and warm her hand until the next step.
Step 1: Hold the bag in the palm of your hand and stare at it.
Step 2: Same as step one, but the lights were dimmed and soft music was played.
Step 3: Hold the bag in your hand while the fathers gave the mothers a massage.
Step 3: Hold the bag while leaning on a medical ball and getting a massage.
Step 4: Hold the bag while leaning on a chair and getting a massage.
Step 5: Hold the bag and stand and hold onto/lean on the father.
Step 6: Hold the bag and kick the medical ball back and forth between the mother and father like a soccer ball.
From this exercise, we learned that distraction is a very powerful tool, because not only did she hold onto the bag of ice longer with each step, she didn't feel the pain and discomfort as much. Very interesting.
During the Saturday session we also were able to take a tour of the hospital in which we saw the delivery, recovery, and waiting rooms. I was glad that we were able to see all of that to mentally prepare for what the delivery will actually look like.
Overall, Lamaze class was a very good experience and I'm glad we were able to attend. Hopefully it will be very beneficial when the time actually comes.
The room was full of pregnant women and their partners, and the Lamaze class was in full swing. The instructor was teaching the women how to breathe properly, along with informing the men how to give the necessary assurances at this stage of the plan.
The teacher then announced, "Ladies, exercise is good for you. Walking is especially beneficial. And, gentlemen, it wouldn't hurt you to take the time to go walking with your partner!"
The room really got quiet.
Finally, a man in the middle of the group raised his hand. "Yes?" replied the teacher. "Is it all right if she carries a golf bag while we walk?"
*Insert Rimshot*
"Thanks, I'll be here all week."
Jun and I attended a Lamaze class together last weekend. It proved to be a very informative event. Due to my uncertain work schedule, we avoided the class that went every day for a week for a couple of hours a day and went for the Friday-Saturday option. It was a 10-hours-over-2-days grind. However, I know we both got a lot out of the class.
There were 12 couples that were signed up for the class we got started on Friday at 6 PM. The Friday session was mostly about the three stages of labor and what changes the female body goes through in order to prepare for delivery. It was very scientific and medical which isn't something I was expecting. (I thought it would be more "hippy" for some reason.)
When I think of "Lamaze," I think of the breathing exercises. You know, like in the movies: "Hee hee hee hoooooo, hee hee hee hoooo." Well, it's not like that anymore apparently as the Saturday class showed us. Now it seems that the most effective way of dealing with the pain of contractions and labor is simply to distract the mother as best you can. The title of this post refers to the exercise we did to demonstrate this:
The mothers were given a ziplock bag of ice and told to hold it in her hand for the exercise. After each step she was given reprieve and was able to put the bag of ice down and warm her hand until the next step.
Step 1: Hold the bag in the palm of your hand and stare at it.
Step 2: Same as step one, but the lights were dimmed and soft music was played.
Step 3: Hold the bag in your hand while the fathers gave the mothers a massage.
Step 3: Hold the bag while leaning on a medical ball and getting a massage.
Step 4: Hold the bag while leaning on a chair and getting a massage.
Step 5: Hold the bag and stand and hold onto/lean on the father.
Step 6: Hold the bag and kick the medical ball back and forth between the mother and father like a soccer ball.
From this exercise, we learned that distraction is a very powerful tool, because not only did she hold onto the bag of ice longer with each step, she didn't feel the pain and discomfort as much. Very interesting.
During the Saturday session we also were able to take a tour of the hospital in which we saw the delivery, recovery, and waiting rooms. I was glad that we were able to see all of that to mentally prepare for what the delivery will actually look like.
Overall, Lamaze class was a very good experience and I'm glad we were able to attend. Hopefully it will be very beneficial when the time actually comes.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Belly Bump Picture Update: 32 Weeks
Here's a new picture of Jun and her basketball-shaped belly uploaded for posterity:
In this picture she's just a couple of days shy of 33 weeks. It's getting close!
In this picture she's just a couple of days shy of 33 weeks. It's getting close!
Thanks Jenna! 2: Baby Shower Boogaloo
On Saturday, Jenna was nice enough to throw a baby shower for Jun and I for all of our friends here in Texas. 10 of our closest friends gathered at the Cheesecake Factory in Arlington to have a good (and very filling) meal and enjoy each other's company. We had a great time and Puff received many great gifts.
How much stuff does one little baby need?
Thank you so much to Jenna for a great baby shower and thanks for all of you who came out help celebrate this special time for Jun and I. We were really feeling the love.
Here's some other pictures from the shower:
Thanks again for coming!
For those that have given us gifts for the baby; Jun and I have been diligently working on getting a thank you card in a timely manner.
Proof:
More organized:
Hope you will receive them soon.
How much stuff does one little baby need?
Thank you so much to Jenna for a great baby shower and thanks for all of you who came out help celebrate this special time for Jun and I. We were really feeling the love.
Here's some other pictures from the shower:
Thanks again for coming!
For those that have given us gifts for the baby; Jun and I have been diligently working on getting a thank you card in a timely manner.
Proof:
More organized:
Hope you will receive them soon.
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