Transition

I wasn't sure how having three kids would be, but I think it's really great. I admit it's much harder to get out with three kids, but I think it' more that it's harder to get out with a new baby than the fact that there's another kid.

Breanna thinks Kaylee is really great. She was not happy at first. She cried and cried when she came to see us at the hospital. It took a day or two for her to accept her new sister. Brett has really seemed to remain oblivious to the change most of the time. He has gotten more aggressive, but not towards the baby. I think it's just that he's two years old now.

The first two weeks of recovery were very hard. I had to sleep in the recliner, because it was too painful to get in and out of bed, and I was on pain meds that made me very dizzy and drowsy. That, on top of being exhausted from a new baby, made taking care of the kids very difficult.

Luckily, my mom was very very helpful. She took the kids for several afternoons, including taking them to the zoo, along with Sean and James. James was in town for about 10 ten days, and he was a big help too. He drove me around, and babysat the kids when I had baby appointments. It was great.




Now I'm off the pain meds, and life is getting back to normal...somewhat. I still have three weeks of recovery time to go, but at least I can take care of my family now. Plus, it helps that Kaylee pretty much sleeps through the night, so I get a lot of rest. (She goes to bed between 9&10, and sleeps until 3 or 4, then sleeps until 7 or 8). I am enjoying having all three little ones.

Home and All is Well

Kaylee Brielle Van Horn was born at 12:52 PM Friday. She weighed in at 6lbs 9oz, and was 19.25 inches long. She is healthy and happy--at least when she's eating. She likes to eat a lot. She also likes to be held a lot. My girls are very needy. Brett was happy all the time. He really liked to sit in his swing, but Kaylee thinks I've abandoned her as soon as I put her down anywhere.

I got to come home a little early from the hospital. Everyone kept asking me if I wanted to stay one more day, but I really missed my family and I wanted to be home. It's hard to not pick up the kids, but they are pretty used to that by now. I was so huge by the end of the pregnancy that is was just impossible to carry anyone, or anything. But I'm glad to be home and able to sleep in my own recliner. Yes, recliner. I can't sleep in bed. It's just too difficult to get out of bed. I'm keeping up on my pain meds, but there are still a few things that just are impossible to do without pain.

Well, let's get on with the pictures:

Decision made

Well, the decision has been made for me. The baby is not where she should be, which means there is no way she is getting past that fibroid. Plus, I have high blood pressure, so I am scheduled for a C-Section tomorrow afternoon--NOT what I wanted at all. Even if I went into labor today, I would still have to have an emergency C-Section to get her out.

So, the thought of having to stay in the hospital for four days, and having a six weeks recovery from surgery, is not pleasant, but the baby is healthy and that's all that counts.