Elly has been pretty taken with baby brother Miles. Now that her cold is finally gone she has started giving him lots of hugs and kisses. She likes to ask him questions which she provides the answers for, such as, “Miles, you like my costume? Yeah. Miles, you want your passie? Yeah. ” Elly and Miles are lucky to have each other!
Let the Cakes Begin October 25, 2010
We celebrated Miles’ one week birthday with some cake…gotta keep the tradition going as we wouldn’t want little Miles to feel any less important than Elly. We love our little pumpkin!
Our New Normal October 23, 2010
We are now home with BOTH our children and trying to figure out what our new normal way of living is. Two littles ones and a Mommy who’s not at 100 percent can make for some interesting times. Luckily Jamie was off from work our first week home, we have some family in town who took care of Otis for over a week, and my Mom is now here to assist. I couldn’t be more grateful for all that help because I need it!
Since coming home we’ve had many wonderful moments and many challenging moments. Our new normal involves Jamie spending lots of time with Elly and me spending lots of time with Miles with some crossover whenever possible. Our family activities include eating lunch together on our porch, going to the pediatrician and walking together to get our mail. Jamie takes Elly to the park and on errands, I feed, change and cuddle Miles at home. Jamie and I both take turns soothing our crying Miles, especially through the long nights, we hope it’s just a temporary phase but for now unless he’s sleeping or eating he’s usually expressing himself very loudly.
Even though my life has just become a lot busier I couldn’t be more grateful for my healthy, beautiful family. I feel very lucky to have Elly and Miles to take care of and to have a wonderful hubby to raise children with. I am looking forward to all the adventures we will share as a family of four.
The Arrival of Sweet Baby Miles October 18, 2010
We brought another Mottram into the world on October 12th at 10:28am. He weighed in at 8lbs 14oz and was 21.5 inches long.
Our delivery journey started at 7:30am when we checked into the hospital for our scheduled c-section. I was a hot mess the better part of the next two hours, mostly because I was scared of the surgery that was to come. The doctors and nurses were great at dealing with my emotions and I felt especially bonded to a couple of them who got me through the surgery without having any major freak outs. Of course I couldn’t have done it without Jamie’s support as well. The moment we first heard Miles cry was overwhelming and brought a different kind of tears to my eyes. I got to see him for a short bit before he had to go off and take care of business while my surgery continued and then I went to recovery.
All was going pretty well until I decided to get more meds for pain in the recovery room, boy did that throw me for a loop. I literally became loopy, all I could do was close my eyes and wait for it to wear off even though I was aware of things going on around me. So, day one in the hospital was amazing because we met our Miles but it was hard due to unwanted side effects so I wasn’t able to really enjoy much time with my new baby boy yet.
The next day was also a bit difficult due to gas pains located in my shoulders and chest. Weird stuff, but I guess air gets in when you have surgery like that so it’s a common thing. When I started having an emotional breakdown to my nurse insisting that I must need to see the doctor because this couldn’t possibly be normal she stayed patient and calm reassuring me that all was very normal. I bet she was spinning cartwheels when her shift ended that day and I was no longer on her case load!
Finally on the third day I came out of my uncomfortable haze and felt more like myself. I was able to get in lots of cuddles with Miles and felt well enough to have Elly come see us and meet her baby brother. Elly seemed a little overwhelmed being in the hospital and didn’t pay a whole lot of attention to Miles but it was so great to see her. During our hospital stay I felt kind of like I was in an alternate universe (possibly caused by percocet) and having Elly visit made my two worlds come together.
I am thankful to the doctors and nurses that took care of Miles and I while we were in the hospital. Well, aside from the one night nurse who kicked Miles out of the nursery two nights in a row due to his passionate crying. Who can blame him for wanting to be held all night by his Mommy and Daddy? But another nurse made up for that nurse’s lack of patience when she happily rocked Miles in the wee hours so we could rest. I’ve been sending her gifts everyday we’ve been home to bribe her to come live with us. I am thankful that all went well with the surgery and that all is going well with my recovery. Hopefully my body will soon realize that I did not give birth to sextuplets so I only need to provide enough nourishment for one baby. I am beyond thankful for this sweet baby boy, my son, who is now part of our family. I couldn’t be happier and I think he is just perfect, even if he is nocturnal.
We squeezed in a trip to the ‘pumpkin patch’, otherwise known as a church lawn that sets up lots of pumpkins each year, so Elly could pick out some pumpkins and get in a fun fall activity before the arrival of the little pumpkin in my belly the very next day.
Lucky Number 13 October 8, 2010
It was 13 years ago today that Jamie and I went on our first date, if you can call a drunken frat party at a barn-type venue in the middle of nowhere with lots of other college kids dressed in cocktail attire a date. Oh how I long for the days of sipping booze from hidden backpacks in the shadows of Melrose with ‘Come on Eileen’ blaring in the background, you JMU folks know what I’m talking about.
That night was perfect college fun. I didn’t know I was with my future husband at the time, but I did know I was with a cute, sweet, respectful, fun guy who I was glad to be hanging out with. Our romantic relationship got off to a slow start, but something kept us coming back to each other which I am truly thankful for.
13 years ago I couldn’t have predicted that I’d be living near the beach with Jamie, our daughter, our lab, and our soon to arrive son, but maybe someplace deep down I knew we were meant to be together because something always seemed to keep him in my thoughts. All the great music he used to play for me didn’t hurt either. I am a lucky lucky girl.