I’m having a baby TODAY!

”Every day holds the possibility of a miracle.” ~ Elizabeth David

Today is the big day. I should probably be resting, but lets be realistic, who could possibly sleep knowing that in a few short hours they’ll be going through a surgery and finally meeting their baby. So I do what I do often when my mind is overloaded with thoughts…I write. I’ve blogged throughout this entire pregnancy and I suppose I feel the need to sit down and write now…it’s probably better for me than it is for all of you who have been reading all this time. Yes, this is the final blog post you’ll receive from me before the baby arrives…it’s hard to believe the big day we’ve been waiting for is finally here.

Monday was a busy day as we spent time doing pre-admission stuff at the hospital before tomorrow’s surgery. I spent time finishing off the shortest semester teaching I’ve ever taught with all 5 of my courses. You’ll be happy to hear there are a few new photos I’ve been procrastinating uploading to flickr. The house is about as ready as it possibly can be for a new little one…and I promise, I didn’t lift a finger.:)And I spent part of my time trying to stay distracted by working on creating a typographic letterpress collage for our little one. Yes, it may not make any sense right now, but then again a lot of things in my mind might not always make the most sense.

And really, I spent most of Monday filled with entirely too many thoughts, worries, and emotions…about the surgery, the baby, the baby’s surgery, the NICU, the kids. It’s tough to think about it all today without feeling teary eyed…partly out of fear but also realizing just how much life is about to change.

I’ve had several of you asking – so just to answer it now to keep you all from wondering as you wait anxiously to hear news. We’ll arrive at the hospital at 6am and surgery is scheduled to begin at 8am. After that everything is uncertain. If the baby is stable and needs the surgery to correct the opening in it’s back in the first 24 hours it’ll likely occur in the afternoon. I was informed that so long as I’m stable I’ll be allowed to go to the NICU after about an hour or two recovering from the c-section.

Tomorrow is likely to be very hectic for us and yes, we can joke all day about me being connected virtually so often, but I’m likely not to be behind a computer or my iPhone as all the big events are going on during the day. Yes, it’s tough to accept that the doctor’s won’t let me twitter in the middle of my c-section. I think I might go into withdrawals if I go an entire day without using my iPhone or laptop.:)I assure you all that Jason will be updating our friends and family on facebook as he’s able to and he may be able to call some but obviously it’s impossible for us to contact you all directly the day the baby is born. Everyone knows I love to push social media’s benefits on people…it is definitely the best way to stay updated with us this week because it’s likely we won’t have time for many conversations or dealing with phone reception issues. I’m sure once I’m able to you’ll hear updates on the blog but I won’t guarantee how long that might take because so much is uncertain.

Thank you all again in advance for all your continued prayers and warm wishes…they’ve helped us so much as we’ve endured so many ups and downs with this pregnancy. I suppose I leave you all with a few final words that I shared close to five months ago on the day the doctor called to inform me they suspected the baby might have spina bifida. Yes, words that remind me to continue to believe and not doubt what lies ahead for us. This pregnancy has been incredibly challenging knowing that the baby does have spina bifida and the most we can do now is continue to pray and believe. Though all the praying and believing may not change the fact that the baby will be born with spina bifida, I have faith that somehow, someway, things will all happen how they were meant to be.

James 1:2-6: “Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him. But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt…”

The practice run

“Life is what happens when you are too busy making other plans.” ~ John Lennon

I’m sure if you’ve been following us in facebook you heard we took an unexpected trip to the hospital very early this morning. And just to be safe, I thought I’d update everyone rather than assuming you all can decipher the comments in Jason & my facebook pages to figure out how things are going.

If you haven’t heard, this past Tuesday at my final doctor’s appointment I was reassured that I should be able to make it till 38 weeks. However, I was advised to “take it easy” and chill most of the rest of the week. Thankfully I hadn’t progressed much but the baby was laying pretty low, which explains how uncomfortable I’ve been and all the pressure I’ve been feeling lately. I wasn’t put on bed rest, but Jason definitely translated it to that and he didn’t hesitate to remind me to stay on my behind all week while he took care of everything else as the doctor suggested. Most of the week went smoothly aside from me being challenged to sit still and do next to nothing physically all week. But I listened. We waited. And then last night happened.

For those who know anything about pregnancy, it’s pretty obvious that I’m so close to the end that enduring uncomfortable moments and contractions is inevitable and to be expected. Normally they aren’t much to stress about, that is until they begin to come more regularly and more intensely. This week they’ve definitely gotten stronger but it wasn’t until last night that I realized they were happening more often. A few here and there turned into several in a row. Typically I try to rest when they start to bother me and usually this helps them subside. Last night it didn’t work so I got up and decided to keep myself preoccupied and we began to keep count. Before I knew it an hour had passed and about 15 contractions had happened – most of which spanned 3-5 minutes apart and left me feeling more uncomfortable and more nervous. Of course I’m not one to jump up and beg for help when I first begin going through discomfort, but Jason could tell it had been bothering me and we had referred back to all the advise the doctor’s had given us. For a perfectly normal pregnancy they advise going in if the contractions come consistently every 5 minutes for an hour. Of course we’ve had to keep in mind that this is my third pregnancy and the baby has spina bifida. We don’t want to end up in a situation where we’re stuck on the road with me having a baby knowing how important it is to have a c-section to help prevent from further injuring the baby’s spine. Jason came over and peaked at the times I had jotted down for contractions as I continued to try to keep my mind preoccupied and we realized the majority of them were only about 3 minutes apart and were fairly consistent so we decided to take a trip to the hospital to be safe.

It’s pretty common for women to go in to the hospital for this same reason and really the only way to know if it’s time to have a baby is to monitor the baby and contractions and see how much I have progressed. So they hooked me up to all the monitors and then gave me a medication to help me relax which is used often to help determine if a woman is in false or active labor. I was told that if the contractions subsided after two hours and I hadn’t progressed then we’d be okay, but if they didn’t let up that it might be safe to go ahead and begin to plan to c-section. The doctor decided rather than waiting two hours she’d wait until around 6am, about four hours later, because if I had progressed they’d be able to act quickly while I was right there and being closer to 6-8am would be a better time to deliver a baby that they knew had special needs after delivery. So we stayed and tried to rest, something not easy to do in a triage room.

The doctor returned between 6-7am and the medicine seemed to work to help the contractions to subside. She said we had three choices…go home and come back either if it happened again or on Tuesday when our c-section was scheduled, get admitted into a room and continue to be monitored, or go ahead with the c-section realizing that it’s Sunday and it might take longer to get the pediatric neurosurgeon in due to it being the weekend. I hate making decisions like these…Jason and I spent a few minutes thinking about it and talking it over and as ready as we were to just get it over with because I’ve been so uncomfortable we realize the baby does need special attention after birth so unless it was absolutely necessary we agreed it was best to try to wait until Tuesday. Part of me wanted to just stay at the hospital and have the reassurance that if anything happened I’d be right there to be cared for promptly and then I got to thinking…I may be in the hospital several days, possibly weeks, with the baby. I really don’t want to live in the hospital any more than I need to. So we elected to go home, despite how fearful we are that this could happen again. Despite all the stories we may hear about women having kids in a matter of minutes unexpected, the doctor said that given I had only progressed to 2cm’s and that the contractions had let up, she felt it was unlikely I’d progress that much and that fast. Obviously we were urged to continue to monitor if contractions returned regularly and not to hesitate to return if they came back consistently and stronger. But the hopes are that we can make it until Tuesday when the c-section was planned and when we know they’ll have the doctors and medical personal on hand to give the baby adequate care. Before we left the doctor ordered another dose of medicine to help me relax so by the time I returned home I slept and haven’t had any concerns since.

Yes, I’ve heard some overtly anxious, including Hope, for us to have the baby sooner, rather than on Tuesday. Unfortunately, that really isn’t what we want…we can wait until Tuesday. One of the things that definitely helped influence our decision was just the realization that we had final things left to do these last two days. So we’ll sit and wait and pray to make it until Tuesday and hopefully in that brief time we have left we’ll get all the remaining things done before it’s time for us to meet our little one. Yes, we’ve been planning all this time, planning for far longer than I’ve been pregnant, and realizing once again that sometimes plans never end up quite as we expected. But for now we’ll keep hoping that we have just a little more time left to plan.

Thank you all for your continued prayers. Now we’ll just have to keep our fingers crossed that we make it until Tuesday.

Joe & Cheri

“Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.” – Henry Van Dyke

This past month I offered a free photo session to one random winner who was willing to help me create awareness about spina bifida by purchasing an awareness t-shirt or other gear available with a portion of the proceeds being donated to a Spina Bifida Association chapter with the most purchases. Of course my hopes were to not only create awareness, but to help Central Florida’s chapter perhaps win this fundraising donation knowing it would help families locally. I was touched when the kids pulled Aimee’s name out of the hat randomly because her email with her entry certainly was moving. Rather than having a desire to have her immediate family photographed, she hoped for photos of her parents. Her father has had a tough year as he’s underwent a foot surgery, a heart attack, pneumonia, congestive heart failure, a blood clot in his heart and now is operating with a damaged heart that is only said to be at 20%. When a family is challenged like this it certainly makes you think a bit more about life, and perhaps more about appreciating the moments we all have left. And I suppose as a photographer that’s what is one of the most amazing things to me…capturing the precious priceless moments that we can’t ever get back. For a brief time this past weekend I was able to do that while meeting with Aimee’s parents. It was a memorable time that I’m sure their family will cherish.

Aimee’s father, Joe, definitely was full of life the afternoon we met.

I don’t typically do as many photos of couples, but it’s always a fun change for me…capturing eternal love is an amazing thing.

It was great to be able to capture Joe’s uplifting spirit.

It’s typically a challenge to really get couples to act naturally when a camera is pointed at them constantly, but it came quite naturally for Joe & Cheri. They definitely seemed to enjoy their time together we took for photos.

Aimee thanks again for helping me create awareness for spina bifida. Joe & Cheri thanks for a memorable final photoshoot before our little one arrives. May you be blessed with many more years of moments together.

Zachary

Last week I spent a little time with the final newborn I’ll photograph before you all finally get to see our third little one. Zachary’s mother contacted me late last year inquiring about newborn photography and as we discussed how close her little one was due to my own, she was willing to take a chance that her son would be born before my own. I think we both anxiously awaited this moment. At just 12 days old, Zachary was as cute as could be. The last few sessions have been a bit more challenging proving not only how uniquely different newborns are, but how important patience is for both myself and the parents. I’m fairly certain we went the entire first hour working around Zachary’s needs before I ever took a photo. Toward the end of that first hour he managed to be comforted long enough swaddled for me to capture this quick shot of this curious baby boy.

As a newborn photographer, I always pray for sleeping babies. Not that I don’t enjoy them awake, but the priceless sleeping shots are the ones we remember most. And Zachary did indeed sleep for us. At first, I was a little hesitant to claim a total victory, fearing he might startle himself to wake up. But he finally slept…

And slept soundly enough for me to admire him more closely…

I even got to admire his brand new itty bitty feet…

10 tiny toes curled up all cozy…

All curled up he seemed to be sleeping quite contently for us to have a bit more fun with his photos.

They brought along a few hats made especially for Zachary by his Grandmother.

And yes, I’m sure he’s one of the youngest Gators fans…

They brought along a hat made many years ago by his Grandmother. The hat was originally made for his mother before his Grandmother knew she was having a girl. I thought it was precious that she held onto it all these years…thankfully Zachary was very cooperative and we were able to put it to good use.

Yes, Zachary was a curly little guy.

Wearing another hat made by another family member seemed to bring a bit of a smile to Zachary’s face.

I often get requests for newborns to be photographed in Dad or Mom’s hands, but it’s a tough one to get if the little ones aren’t sleeping comfortably. Zachary was so we gave it a shot and here he is all curled up in his father’s hands.

Zachary remained all curled up and sleepy and we took photos of him with his proud parents.

Occasionally Grandparents join parents during a photo session. Zachary brought along his Grandmother during his photo session. She was a huge help throughout the session, especially helping us comfort him during his needy moments. You can certainly see the joy Zachary has brought her in this last photo of the day we took.

Karan thanks again for waiting out the last couple of months patiently…hopefully after seeing the photos from last week you agree it was worth taking the chance we both took. It was great being a part of such memorable moments with your family. Best wishes to your family!

Just over 10 days to go!

“Feed your faith and your fears will starve to death.”  ~Author Unknown

In about 10 1/2 days we’ll be at the hospital ready to anxiously meet our third little one. Yes, just over 10 days! The anticipation and nervousness has certainly set in this past week. The week has been a pretty busy one filled with a few doctors appointments, which included our last ultrasound before we meet the baby on February 22nd.

It seems the further along we are in the pregnancy, the tougher it is for the ultrasound techs to get really amazing images like they did in the middle of the pregnancy. In fact, none of the images that they saved to a disk for us to share were good enough for me (or you all) to discern anything understandable. But we all did get to see the baby one last time. It was active and thankfully it has turned out of the breech position it had been in the last two ultrasounds. Obviously this isn’t a huge factor given that I have to undergo a c-section, however, I have learned of some breech babies having hip issues which was just an additional fear I didn’t want to worry about. It’s doubtful that the baby will turn in the next 10 days given that it’s running out of room. It had a nice strong heartbeat of 142 beats per minute and showed all the signs that it was preparing it’s breathing within the womb which the tech said was a very good sign. The opening still seems to be small, so much so that it was tough to locate it with the position the baby was laying in.

During the ultrasound they also measured the ventricles in the head again, which is something they have monitored closely throughout the pregnancy due to the risk spina bifida babies have to develop hydrocephalus (fluid on the brain). The measurements did go up again, I believe they’ve raised higher than they have the entire pregnancy. I believed one side did measure over the 2 cm level which is about double of where it was before the holidays. Naturally it leaves me overwhelmed and nervous, however, after following many other families who have had little ones with spina bifida I have read many families encounter similar increases in measurements in the final months of the pregnancy so it did not come as a total surprise. The pediatric neurosurgeon reviewed the ultrasound and reassured us that though the measurements went up, right now it’s still not so significant for them to be concerned that the baby would need a shunt in the first days, weeks or even in it’s life. There’s no guarantee, but we’ve continued to be reassured that now we must wait until the baby is born to see exactly what we’re up against and how the baby adjusts. They’ll likely be doing many tests to help ensure the baby receives all the appropriate treatment needed to manage it’s spina bifida.

With this week came another appointment with my obstetrician. All continues to go as planned and most of the appointment was spent discussing the upcoming c-section. We spent time discussing all the things I needed to know before, during, and after the c-section which definitely leaves me feeling a little nervous. I know so many people have said “it’s not that bad”, but then again, so many people (including myself) said the same about a D&C and it’s tough not to think about getting ready to undergo a more involved surgical procedure without fearing the things that could happen. Of course my doctor has been alongside us through most of what I’ve been through the last year and a half and though I expressed my fears, I have no doubts he could sense them. He said the fears were perfectly normal and actually perfectly understandable and a good sign. I suppose it’s when we think things will go seamlessly perfect that we are often taken by surprise and caught off guard the most. Yes, I’m more than nervous…or scared…I think frightened might be a better word but the doctor reassured me that he’ll take great care of me.

We’ve spent a lot of the last week or more getting more prepared for the baby and doing our best to spend quality time with the kids. Last weekend we had so much fun taking a trip to the beach for family photos. Our friend, and fellow photographer, Gian Brand, met us out at the beach to help capture some very memorable moments. I have to admit it was incredibly tough for me to put down the camera, but I was ordered to do so and well, I’m still a bit speechless with all the amazing photos he took of us all last weekend. For us, it was something we don’t do enough of…sure we do things together often but usually I’m the one toting the camera around and so rarely do we end up with photos with all of us together. The weather that day was a bit dreary, in fact, we nearly didn’t go in fears that it would storm. We drove about an hour to the Cape Canaveral National Seashore beach and looking back it was worth taking the chance of possibly getting rained on. I thought I’d share just two of us here and to see many more photos visit his blog.

A few more final thoughts…
Like the last update, it’s worth noting a few things, more as a memory for myself, but also because I know some of you who care for us most like to receive these updates if we’re not on the phone or in email informing you of them.

  • I’m sure many of you may have heard spina bifida has made the news this week. It seems to have hit most major news networks since the MOMS research study that we were considering participating in ended. The study showed clear benefits to babies who were operated on inutero rather than after birth. I admit the night I heard the news I thought back to when we were seriously considering participating in the study. Despite the benefits, I do still believe we made the best choice for our family. Some of what I’ve read indicates that the process is so selective that they may not have approved us anyhow given that the baby thus far seems to have a very low and small opening and the signs of hydrocephalus didn’t seem to be too extensive. As much as the risk is worth taking to help reduce the issues that come with spina bifida, one of the biggest risks of the surgery inutero is premature birth which could sometimes make things far more challenging, especially in the first few weeks and months, than the actual spina bifida diagnosis. We continue to count our blessings that thus far our diagnosis seems to hold a great deal of optimism. If you missed the news here’s one video I found on MSNBC’s site.
  • As much as I am thankful for the optimism we’ve been given, I think the hardest thing to accept still is that no matter what we have ahead, the baby will always have spina bifida. We’re keeping our fingers crossed that it may not be as severe as other cases we’ve learned of, but regardless, it’s something our little one will have to live with for the remainder of it’s life. And I think that’s probably one of the most misleading things about the recent news stories. Hope had a chance to see some of the news about spina bifida this week and said to me last night, “Mommy when the baby is older we won’t even know it has spina bifida, will we?” I wish that was a question I could answer with certainty, but I can’t. I suppose the most we can hope for is that it’ll only have to endure minimal challenges and that we can help it lead as normal of a life as it possibly can. I imagine I’m not the only mother who has expected a baby with spina bifida wishing there was a cure.
  • We’ve had so many of you starting to call or email and ask questions like “how can we help?”, “do you know how long you’ll be in the hospital?”, “do you know what’s going to happen after the baby is born?” — Yes, all the questions I’d love to answer…but unfortunately we can’t.
  • We’re getting closer to having the house in order before the baby arrives. The nesting phase has certainly taken over. Every closet and room has been cleared out and sifted through. The kids rooms are nearly perfected and we’ve set up a space in our room for the baby.
  • Jaylen is just about completely potty trained. I began to wonder if the day would ever come. It’s been an huge challenge the last two years as he has went back and forth resisting and showing he wasn’t quite ready. But all week long has been a success with our little man while he’s been at home. He still fights it a bit but he’s growing more and more proud by the day. Now we just have to keep our fingers crossed that he continues to make progress once the baby arrives.
  • I’m keeping myself equally as busy with work and have a bit more photography remaining in the last week and a half to share. I am teaching all my courses this semester in Valencia’s short semester so that means lots more grading and work in a shorter period of time. Needless to say keeping me busy keeps my mind off of all the fears.

Yes, just over 10 days to go…it’s still tough to believe that the baby is almost here. As nervous as we are…I think we’re more anxious to move onto the next phase of meeting our little one and moving on with life.

F a c e b o o k   f a n   p a g e
T w i t t e r