Wednesday, September 16, 2009

first two weeks home...

i have been slacking on the blog...sorry things are a little crazy around here. i never realized how much a little human can eat, poop, spit up and pee all over the wall almost at the same time. we have visited the dr. 3 times already. the first was his one week checkup and the other two were for his eye and another thing us first time parents weren't too sure about. he now weighs 8 lbs. 12 oz. so he has almost gained a pound since he has been home. the doc says everything is working fine and he is a strong healthy boy. he is actually sometimes sleeping 4 hours at night. let's hope this lasts!!

here are some pictures of sweet Brady. he is the perfect little boy.

Brady at 1 week



daddy giving Brady his first bath



he didn't like it so much....oops we got the cord wet



he hated it for a bit



he loved this part



daddy loved this part too :)



our first family walk. it only lasted a quarter of the block because Brady started wailing. i should have fed him first. the puppies continued their walk with daddy.



off to the dr. for his first check up.



what Brady does best!!



momma and her baby



father and son...so cute



momma gave him his second bath



we attempted "tummy time" but he wanted to sleep instead



here is what scott has been waiting for over the past 9 months....Monday Night Football with father and son in their Brady Jersey's...how adorable.








Sunday, September 6, 2009

Brady Ryan Currier 9/2/09

yes our precious little brady ryan was born on september 2, 2009 at 12:02 AM. he weighed 8 lbs and was 19 inches long. i don't even know where to begin and i have already welled up just thinking about his little journey into life.

first i just have to say that the love i have for brady is so overwhelming its hard to control my emotions just thinking of him. i now know how every parent feels for their child....including mine. this is one of the reasons we are on this earth and it is just so beautiful. i have also found a new love for my hubby, scott. just watching him with brady is the most amazing thing...he is already such a great daddy and so involved with everything. i don't know what i would ever do without him.

so the plan was for me to be induced on september 1st. we went to the hospital and received some medication to thin my cervix. i did start to experience some mild contractions when the medicine was administered but NOTHING compared to the real thing. by 10 AM my cervix had thinned so the doctor started the pitocin. i then began to feel much stronger contractions and we attempted to work on my breathing. the pain started to become unbearable and i wasn't even dilated yet so the nurse gave me some nubane to numb the pain. that worked for about five minutes. the pain was just increasing so they eventually gave me demerol. that definitely made me feel very funny and say some things that didn't make much sense. the demerol did help with the contractions for a short time and then the pain was back. i think by this time i was maybe 1 or 2 centimeters dilated....very frustrating. usually the doctor won't administer an epidural until around 4 cm but the pain was so bad eventually they gave in. the women couldn't find the correct place for the epidural so she ended up attempting seven different times in my back. i was about to knock this woman out and so was scott. finally it took and the epidural was a lifesaver for a little while. i was able to sleep through contractions and it was great.

i started feeling pain again so they had to give me more medicine and i was not dilating much at all. i eventually got to 4 or 5 and never any more. at every check the nurse said she could feel brady's head and it was starting to get swollen because it was pushing down on my pelvis and not fitting through the birth canal. after some debate and some conversations with the doctor we all decided that a c-section would be best. i finally went in for my surgery at 11:45 PM, about 24 hours since my admission. scott was by my side the whole entire time and was the best husband in the world. he held my hand through every contraction, helped me breathe, fed me ice chips and gave me all the love in the world. for the times that scott was away my mom was right by my side. she was so great to have there. she knew what i was going through and did so much to help me get through it.

the surgery was fine but i was a wreck....i had so much medication in me and i was just so scared and nervous. it was such a relief to see scott come in wearing his scrubs....and he looked so hot and i know that wasn't the medication :-) he was such a big help to me and talked me through all my nerves and everything. brady was then born at 12:02 AM now sharing the same birthday as my uncle Jimmy :-).

we came home from the hospital on friday night and are now adjusting to our new life. again, scott has been such a great daddy and i have been a nervous wreck. i know it will get better but you just don't want anything to hurt/harm one of the loves of your life.

brady is the perfect addition to our family and i can't wait to show him off to everyone. thank you to everyone for all your support, cards, gifts etc.

here are some photos of the day our new son brady arrived.

obviously this was the beginning of our stay...notice the smile. this is the only photo of the pre-labor that we have...thankfully!





scott and i waiting for brady to be born...scott will kill me but doesn't he look so hot in his scrubs.


brady's here!!!



scott cutting the cord



beautiful brady



8 lbs



such a precious photo



my first look at our new son



first family photo



what a great daddy



mimi's first sight of her newest grandson



brady getting his testing done



scott also got the nurse to put brady's footprints on his white shirt. i will post a picture of that soon. it is the cuttest thing.



all tested and wrapped ready to see mommy



todd meeting his nephew for the first time



the most amazing nurse in the world. tracielea was such a help in the hospital.



brady and mommy



getting ready to go home



first time in his car seat...what a little pumpkin pie