At one point, AJ and Klaryssa were in the wagon and Andrew rode backwards in the dump truck that was attached and being pulled by the wagon.
And of course baby Klaryissa was a doll in her little pigtails!
The other day, while playing quietly by himself, Andrew started saying the word “Kalamazoo” over and over. Now, it’s not uncommon for him to sing to himself or even quote lines from Diego or Veggie Tales while playing. But he kept repeating the word over and over like he was enjoying the feel of the word in his mouth. We live near Kalamazoo Ave. and Marc works in Kalamazoo, so it didn’t surprise me that he picked up with word. I interrupted his play and asked him what Kalamazoo was. He answered…
“A road where animals live”
Then today, on the way home from a walk, I told him that I thought it just might rain later today. So at dinner, when a dark cloud came overhead, he started asking me questions about rain like “when does it rain” (he thought it only rained at night and not during the day) and “where is the rain right now” (when it’s not raining). To this question, I told him it was up in the cloud, just waiting to come down. Then he ask, (I’m not kidding)…
“Is it watching TV?”
What in the world?! I just started laughing. Out loud. I couldn’t help it. And then he thought he was hilarious and starting laughing too saying over and over, “Is it watching TV? Is it watching TV?”
Goofy Kid. Oh and when I call him that, he says, “I’m not Goofy, I’m Andrew!”
Andrew and his cousin, Gideon - finishing off some brownie batter.
My MOPS craft.
What's Up Doc?
We packed up the car and headed downtown. The car ride was awful. Not only do you have to sit upright, but also watching motion out the window only added to the pain. Fortunately, we don’t live that far from the hospital and only had to endure 3-4 contractions in the car. In route, Marc called Kari & my mom to tell them we were on our way.
We arrived at the emergency room, I went in and waited in the wheel chair while Marc parked the car. They eventually wheeled me to a birthing room after what seemed like a forever wait in the ER. At 10:15 AM they had me put on their hospital gown, when Mary Ann and Kari showed up. Mary Ann said she was going to check to see how dilated I was, then put me in the Jacuzzi tub for a bit. However, when she checked me, I was 9 cm and they wanted me to start pushing.
Since the baby’s head was still face up, she had me do ‘specialized’ pushing in 5 counts in different positions for about an hour. The weird thing is in between my long contractions (sometimes lasting as long as 120 seconds), I would be totally asleep. Our Lamaze teacher mentioned this phenomenon, but it was hard to imagine until it was actually happening to me. Finally, with some help from Mary Ann, the baby turned and it was time for the “real” pushing. This was the most difficult part and yet the most relieving part of the labor. Kari, Mary Ann and Marc were so encouraging helping me through each contraction. In fact, they were able to convince me each and every time that I had made so much progress that I started asking after each one, “Just one more?”. Once our baby’s head started to show, Kari and Mary Ann excitedly started to tell us about all the hair they saw on his head. We pushed for full 10 counts for a while and only after showing some signs of distress, did Mary Ann decide to perform an episiotomy. And at 1:00 PM exactly, little Andrew Paul Dykstra was born into this world.
He was so bright eyed and alert. So beautiful and with a full head of hair! They placed him on my tummy and we just stared at each other. It was amazing!
However, unfortunately, I didn’t deliver my entire placenta and therefore wouldn’t stop bleeding. So while the nurses were weighing, measuring, and cleaning up little Andrew, I was getting worked on in a very painful way. In fact, I can honestly say it was as bad or worse than the labor and delivery. I actually grabbed Marc’s arm at one point and twisted it. Mary Ann called the doctor in and about a half-hour later, Dr. Peterson showed up. I must say, that this doctor did not have the same bedside manners that Mary Ann has. When he learned that I didn’t have any drugs, he stated twice out loud that, “She didn’t have an epidural? This will kill her.” At that point, I about lost it. Here my little baby was getting his first bath and footprints and such, and I am stuck here in terrible pain and this doctor comes in with his mouth and scares us to death. They were considering put me out under general anesthesia, which I dreaded, since I have this new little baby. Then they decided they would just give me Stadol and local anesthetic. From there everything got fuzzy. But the horrible pain was gone. It was almost like watching a scene from the outside…. seeing Andrew get his bath from Kari (he peed on her), having them stitch me up, etc…
The fuzziness lightened gradually and shortly after they were finished with me, I was ‘present’ again, though still a little foggy. And only then did they get around to putting my hospital admission bracelet on. Around 3:00 my mom and Andy showed up.
I called my Dad to tell him little Andrew was here (although I hardly remember the conversation now, due to the Stadol) and Marc called his parents. We made a few more calls to friends and family, I ate some dinner and then was ready to move to our postpartum room. I was exhausted, but also full of excitement that our little man was finally here.
Today was a tiring day. We met my small MOPS group at Playworld this morning. We had never been there before. It really was great. For less than $4 for Andrew (AJ & myself were free), we got to play as long as wanted. There were giant inflatables and large structures like those found at McDonald's playareas, ball pits, push cars, etc... It took Andrew a while to warm up to the large items - he stuck to the toys he could be playing with at home for the first 45 minutes (very frustrating to me). However, he finally ventured into the bounce pad once I started calling it a giant "bed" to jump on. And I confess, I bribed him to try the slide. I knew he would love it, but I just could not get him to try it. But once he did - I couldn't get him off it. I also confess tha I was a little jealous that I was too big to play on the structures with him.
We even ate lunch there since they had $.99 hot dogs. AJ did great. He was so tired since he didn't nap, but I wore him most of the time so I could follow Andrew around and he did great. He even got to crawl on a smaller "bed" for a bit.
At 1:00pm, we finally left. It might have been the quietest ride home ever. I know AJ crashed before we left the parking lot. Andrew made it home, but only because I practically forced him to maintain a conversation with me whenever I thought he might be nodding off. (Mean mom.)
And the rest of the week is just as busy. Tomorrow we have the real MOPS meeting in the morning. We don't have library laptime on Wednesday anymore, but I need to go anyway to return books, plus Andrew likes to play with their Thomas Train set. Thursday is Bible Study in the morning and dinner/haircuts with friends in the evening. Friday is gym time and Andrew's birthday. I also have non-scheduled 'stuff' to do this week. I need to get tag blankets done for a few new babies and some meals made for those new mamas. Plus - I have to find time to hit the grocery store (or meals for mamas will not get made), and make a Diego birthday cake sometime. Whew.
Anyway - after all that, nothing else may get done this week. This weekend our house will need a full overhaul. Ah well. That's the way it goes. And if I don't write much this week - you now will still know what we are up to.
White ChocoCran Granola Bars
Don’t be fooled by all the ‘healthy’ ingredients. These really are good.