Hope your Christmas was just as bright! - Mrs. Akers
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Jingle Bells...
"Batman smells, Robin laid an egg! The batmobile lost its wheel & the Joker got away... Hey!"
This is the song we heard, like a broken record, pouring from our 6 year old boy's cute mouth all month. 4 days after Christmas, he's still singing it! I smile as I remember the joy the same lyrics and tune brought to me as a kiddo. Go ahead and judge me for singing along with him!
Hope your Christmas was just as bright! - Mrs. Akers
Hope your Christmas was just as bright! - Mrs. Akers
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
1 week
Time has been flipped into hyper speed. I took 1 week old pictures on Thursday, and am barely finding the energy and brain capacity to blog them now!
To the delight of his parents, and the jealousy of fellow parents... Reece is our little dream baby!
He is this content constantly. The first couple of days his cry resembled the scream of a guinea pig, then changed to the whistle of a ready teapot, and now is nearly absent as he grunts and squeaks in his attempt to alert us of us his needs instead of crying! As soon as you fix his dirty diaper or empty tummy he's back to sleeping.
He eats every 3-4 hours, nursing like a champ, and giving Mommy great 4 hour stretches to sleep at night! Even at night, he wakes me up with his little squeaks, or the sound of him rooting for his fist to soothe himself. This is great for Daddy as he can easily sleep through me getting up to change and nurse him.
Big brother is still in love...
While he was cautiously nervous the first few days around the baby, he's now very comfortable in giving out kisses and thrilled when Reece grabs onto his hand!
My heart is filled with sheer love and happiness at the sight of these boys hanging out together...
I'm in love with all 3 of them!
- Mrs. Akers
To the delight of his parents, and the jealousy of fellow parents... Reece is our little dream baby!
He is this content constantly. The first couple of days his cry resembled the scream of a guinea pig, then changed to the whistle of a ready teapot, and now is nearly absent as he grunts and squeaks in his attempt to alert us of us his needs instead of crying! As soon as you fix his dirty diaper or empty tummy he's back to sleeping.
He eats every 3-4 hours, nursing like a champ, and giving Mommy great 4 hour stretches to sleep at night! Even at night, he wakes me up with his little squeaks, or the sound of him rooting for his fist to soothe himself. This is great for Daddy as he can easily sleep through me getting up to change and nurse him.
Big brother is still in love...
While he was cautiously nervous the first few days around the baby, he's now very comfortable in giving out kisses and thrilled when Reece grabs onto his hand!
My heart is filled with sheer love and happiness at the sight of these boys hanging out together...
I'm in love with all 3 of them!
- Mrs. Akers
Monday, December 19, 2011
Reece Jackson Akers
C-section was scheduled for 3pm on Thursday, December 8th. We checked in a couple hours before so they could monitor the baby and me, as well as prep me with fluids and antibiotics. As Mr. Akers got dressed in his Operating Room scrubs, I listened to my son's heartbeat on the monitor, and cherished those last few moments that he would live inside me.
They wheeled me in at 3pm, sharp, and as the sweet nurses prepped me for surgery with the anesthesiologist, Dr. Mott peered through the window! I grew up with his children, so to find out he was to be the attending physician with Dr. Carrillo for my c-section, was an immense blessing that calmed me to the core.
Daddy came in, the cut was made, and after several minutes Doc's hands in my stomach and she comments, "This head is huge!"
After a few moments, she announces to the team, "Every one stop, hands off, and let's regroup! Can I get a vacuum please?" A vacuum in a c-section? Ray and I both looked at each other with big eyes as we held hands... We made one, big boy!
At 3:40pm, on 12-08-11, our little, big boy was born with a full head of dirty blonde hair, platinum blonde eyelashes and eyebrows, looking like a mini RayRay. He measured in at 20.5" and 8lbs11oz.
Daddy cut the cord...
And brought him over to see Mommy for the 1st time.
I sent Mr. Akers with the baby to recovery while they put me back together again. When they wheeled me back to recovery 20 minutes later, this site took my breath away...
The nurses instructed Mr. Akers to put our fussy baby's head against his chest so he could hear his heartbeat, and to talk to him. He did, and they both settled right down in this position in the rocking chair.
Big brother had to wait for a few agonizing hours to meet him as he wasn't allowed in the recovery rooms. He passed the time being goofy with his Uncle:
Finally... The boy who kissed and rubbed my pregnant belly more than anyone...
Who asked daily how many more days until his brother would come...
Finally got to hold him:
We stayed in the hospital for 45 hours staring in awe at our little boy.
6 hours later after his birth, we decided he was to be named:
Reece Jackson Akers
We arrived at the hospital with 1 amazing son, but left with our hearts a little bigger as the parents of 2 amazing boys.
We are so blessed.
- Mrs. Akers
They wheeled me in at 3pm, sharp, and as the sweet nurses prepped me for surgery with the anesthesiologist, Dr. Mott peered through the window! I grew up with his children, so to find out he was to be the attending physician with Dr. Carrillo for my c-section, was an immense blessing that calmed me to the core.
Daddy came in, the cut was made, and after several minutes Doc's hands in my stomach and she comments, "This head is huge!"
After a few moments, she announces to the team, "Every one stop, hands off, and let's regroup! Can I get a vacuum please?" A vacuum in a c-section? Ray and I both looked at each other with big eyes as we held hands... We made one, big boy!
At 3:40pm, on 12-08-11, our little, big boy was born with a full head of dirty blonde hair, platinum blonde eyelashes and eyebrows, looking like a mini RayRay. He measured in at 20.5" and 8lbs11oz.
Daddy cut the cord...
And brought him over to see Mommy for the 1st time.
I sent Mr. Akers with the baby to recovery while they put me back together again. When they wheeled me back to recovery 20 minutes later, this site took my breath away...
The nurses instructed Mr. Akers to put our fussy baby's head against his chest so he could hear his heartbeat, and to talk to him. He did, and they both settled right down in this position in the rocking chair.
Big brother had to wait for a few agonizing hours to meet him as he wasn't allowed in the recovery rooms. He passed the time being goofy with his Uncle:
Finally... The boy who kissed and rubbed my pregnant belly more than anyone...
Who asked daily how many more days until his brother would come...
Finally got to hold him:
We stayed in the hospital for 45 hours staring in awe at our little boy.
6 hours later after his birth, we decided he was to be named:
Reece Jackson Akers
We arrived at the hospital with 1 amazing son, but left with our hearts a little bigger as the parents of 2 amazing boys.
We are so blessed.
- Mrs. Akers
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Waiting
It's easy to get lost when you're nourishing a miracle...
Somewhere between a taunting double chin, aching hips, and swollen feet, lost is what I've become.
I can't tell you exactly when my focus in this pregnancy shifted from my growing belly and our sweet little man I'm preparing to survive on the outside, to all the discomforts the rest of my body is going through for his benefit, but it did. Ever since, I've been in a crazy rush to get him out so I can feel the bones in my feet again below all the fluid retention that's cutting off my circulation.
Now, at 9 months pregnant, and only a few days away from meeting our Lil' Akers, a nasty cold has stopped my swollen feet from running around, and my brain from pushing myself harder than I should. It has reduced me to a puddle of snot, solitude, and meditation.
Suddenly, I'm looking down again and focusing on this baby belly instead of everything else.
I'm all yours, lil dude.
- Mrs. Akers
Somewhere between a taunting double chin, aching hips, and swollen feet, lost is what I've become.
I can't tell you exactly when my focus in this pregnancy shifted from my growing belly and our sweet little man I'm preparing to survive on the outside, to all the discomforts the rest of my body is going through for his benefit, but it did. Ever since, I've been in a crazy rush to get him out so I can feel the bones in my feet again below all the fluid retention that's cutting off my circulation.
Now, at 9 months pregnant, and only a few days away from meeting our Lil' Akers, a nasty cold has stopped my swollen feet from running around, and my brain from pushing myself harder than I should. It has reduced me to a puddle of snot, solitude, and meditation.
Suddenly, I'm looking down again and focusing on this baby belly instead of everything else.
I'm all yours, lil dude.
- Mrs. Akers
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