~3 Weeks~

Our little Easton is now 3 weeks old and we are adjusting. That's the best way to explain it...adjusting. Oakley is getting more and more comfortable around his little brother. 3 weeks ago he wouldn't even look at me if I was holding Easton and just the other day he tried to pull the baby out of my arms because he wanted to hold him. I still have to remind him to be easy and gentle because Oakley thinks he should be able to poke Easton if he wants. Oakley also thinks he should be able to play basketball with the baskets that hang off the end of the pack n play and again I have to remind him that his brother is laying on the other side of the baskets and playing basketball isn't a great idea. He definitely likes to test his limits whenever I'm feeding Easton but all in all he's a good boy...for the most part. Don't ask me to repeat that statement on a day to day basis because some days are better than others. Today would be a good day.

My recovery has gone well so I can't complain in that department. I'm still tired from time to time so my house isn't immaculate, but I try to get at least one thing accomplished every day. Some days that accomplishment is a shower and I just have to accept that. It would be great if the boys would nap at the same time during the day and on the days that they do I seize the opportunity and take a nap myself. Sorry toilets you'll just have to wait until tomorrow...or next week. :-)

(As you can see I started this post last week and I'm just now finishing.)

Our Sweet Baby Boy!

Easton Anders Hegstrom

Easton and Daddy

Easton and Mommy

My first outfit.

Time to go home.

Oakley playing Peek-A-Boo with the curtain. He was proud of himself.

Josh, Oakley, and I are happy to announce the birth of Easton Anders Hegstrom. He was born on Saturday June 27, 2009 at 8:19am. He weighs 7 pounds 7 ounces and is 20 inches long. It took us two days to decide on a name but we finally did it. I found the name Easton while searching the internet one day and his middle name is Anders after Josh's Great Grandpa Hegstrom.

Forgive me for the delay in getting you all caught up. Some of you have sent me texts wanting to know how everything went and the short version was "OK". Now for the long version. I had been having contractions off and on for 2 weeks. Nothing consistent. Friday night at 8:00 I started having contractions every 10 minutes for about an hour and of course they stopped. The only promising thing about these contractions was that they were definitely stronger than what I had been feeling weeks prior so I figured at least I'm moving in the right direction. I had a few more that evening and they stopped so I went to bed. At 2:00am I woke up to contractions getting stronger and with those contractions a lot of back pain and hip pain. Now I didn't experience the back and hip thing with Oakley so I wasn't really sure if this was labor. I layed there for about an hour and the contractions went to 5 minutes apart so I figured I should call my mom so at least she was at the house with Oakley if we had to leave. I let Josh sleep until 4:30am and then he joined the labor fun. Now just to back track for a minute, when I was in labor with Oakley and could no longer take it we went to the hospital and I was only at a 4. When I started throwing up I was at a 5 or 6. What threw me off with Easton was that the back and hip pain was far worse than the contractions. Well, when I started throwing up I figured we better go to the hospital.

We arrived at the hospital at 7:22am and as you read previously Easton was born at 8:19am. I guess you could say I cut it a little close. I had to chuckle because the nurse asked if I wanted an epidural and I told her no. Well the nurse behind her chimed in "That's good because it's too late for one anyway." The nurses had a hard time getting a read on Easton's heart rate so they had to put one of those metal prongs on his head. When my doctor showed up he was concerned about the baby's heart rate being so low. I wasn't ready to push but I was told I didn't have a choice. He let me push a couple times on my own but of course nothing was happening. So, after the agonizing experience of being numbed for the vacuum I was told on the next contraction to push and keep pushing no matter what and the doctor would vacuum at the same time. After what seemed like the Guinness book of world record push our sweet baby boy was born. After being out his heart rate returned to normal and he's as healthy as can be. Easton has his daddy's eyes and nose. I think Oakley (Big O) and Easton (little e) have similarities but they definitely have their own look as well.

Oakley was not to fond of his new little brother at first, but has grown to where he's OK to be in the same room with him and will acknowledge Easton's presence. It's funny though Oakley will get really upset and start crying if Mom doesn't hurry up to pick up the baby when baby is crying.