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Thursday, June 28, 2007

Sleeps like a baby

I'm not really sure where the phrase "sleeping like a baby" comes from, but now that I see a sleeping baby, I don't think it came from my baby! She makes the sweetest and weirdest noises while sleeping. A lot of grunting, sighing, and big stretching sounds come from the li'l one when she sleeps. Don't get me wrong, she sleeps good, just very noisily!

Tuesday, June 26, 2007


It's been hard finding time to update the blog. For one, there's not much new that goes on day to day. Pretty much, we wake up, eat, change the diaper, play with the mirror toy, change diaper, eat, maybe sleep, take a walk, etc, etc etc.

The top picture is Zoe playing with her mirror toy. We try to have "tummy time" every day, usually in the morning. The colorful yellow quilt was a gift to Zoe made by one of my parents' friends, Donna. After she gets bored with being on her tummy, I turn her around and she kicks around on her back like a turtle, still looking into the mirror and making faces. There's a noise maker on the mirror, and when I hit it Zoe orients toward it with mouth wide open as if to say, "What was that?" and "Do it again, Mom!"

The middle picture is Zoe with a mohawk! After her first bath, her hair just stood straight up and it stayed like that all day long, making Mom, Dad, and Grandma laugh constantly!

The bottom picture is part of our nighttime ritual. Zoe lays on Everett's chest, lifting her head up and looking at her Daddy. She'll stay like that for a while until she falls asleep. Sometimes we can get her to stay asleep, other times we cannot. And so the days go on.

Monday, June 25, 2007

Zoom Zoom

I've got a new (well new to me) car - a 2006 Mazda Mazda5! It's a cross between a mini-van and a station wagon - or if you will, a "micro-mini" or "maxi-wagon"! Talk about a soccer mom car!

The only drawback is that my car's color ("steller greensilver metallic") clashes with Everett's Element's color ("Galapagos green"). Note that Everett pointed this out and not me!

Oh the places Zoe and I will go in this Hot Momma! Everett says, "The mall...the grocery store..." What a smart alack!

Sunday, June 24, 2007

Bath time!

We gave Zoe her first bath tonight. Her umbilical cord fell off last Sunday and we were waiting for it to "heal" before we immersed her in water. I put "heal" in quotes because that's what the book said, but darn if we knew what exactly "heal" means in this context. In any case, her belly button looks normal now (a perfect"innie") so we decided it was time.

She loved it! She sat there, thumb in mouth, staring away at the wall. She only started crying when we took her out. It was as if she was saying, "Mom, Dad, I'm not ready to get out of the bathtub yet!" although it sounded more like, "Ahhhhhhhh! Ah! Ahhh! Ahh! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Saturday, June 23, 2007

Grandma G in da house

Zoe met her Lake City Grandma today and boy does she love her!

We've been taking Zoe out during the day and she is so good - she sleeps for practically the whole time. She loves being in her stroller or driving in the car. We've found another tactic that can calm Zoe down - she loves being outside. She could be crying her head off and as soon as you walk outside, she's quiet and calm. We don't know if it's the warmth of the Tennessee summer or the birds chirping or what. But she sure does love being outside. We've joked around about sleeping in our tent in the backyard! Give me a few more sleepless nights, and we just might!

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Happy Father's Day!

We were fortunate to celebrate Everett's first Father's Day with my family. Both Dad and Papa received special t-shirts from Zoe! The t-shirts say, "Best Dad (0r Grandpa) hands down", but we had to put Zoe's footprints on the shirts because she's just a li'l one.

Even though Everett's only been a Dad for 17 days, I have to say Everett's a great Dad! He wakes in the middle of the night to help take care of Zoe, changes her diapers, walks around the neighborhood with her, and plays games with her to make her laugh.

When we were still pregnant, I used to ask Everett if he was nervous about becoming a parent and he'd reply, "No, because I have you." Isn't he sweet? Yes and no - he said it as a joke as if to say, "I'd be nervous if I were you because you have me." Well I sure am glad to have you. Happy Father's Day!

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Auntie Mad's arrival

The arrival of Auntie Maddy today makes the Boucher clan's presence in Nashville complete!

Zoe is enjoying seeing everyone...and getting her diaper changed by people other than Mom and Dad! With so many people helping to look after Zoe, we've been able to take some much needed naps during the day. Thank goodness!

We've also been getting out of the house during the day which helps with my sanity! Never thought I'd say this, but I kind of miss work. Well I miss interacting with people who talk more than cry! Don't get me wrong, I love spending time with my daughter (can you believe I have a daughter?!), but a girl's gotta get some conversation in during the day beyond "Hello! Who's got a dirty diaper? You've got a dirty diaper! Yes you do! Your diaper's dirty!" etc.

And speaking of which...duty calls.

Hee hee, yes I said duty.

Friday, June 15, 2007

Update on car

Well my car is being totaled. I went today and cleaned it out of all my personal effects, including the car seat base. On Monday I go and hand in the title to the insurance people and receive a check worth much less than what we value the car in return.

So goodbye to the Hot Momma. I had named it that because the silver station wagon looked as though it should have belonged to a "soccer mom". I figured if I was going to look as though I was driving a mom car, it might as well be a hot momma car! I think I rode as a Mom in it once. C'est la vie!

Thursday, June 14, 2007

Papa and Auntie Tara visit

We have some new guests at the house! Papa and Auntie Tara have arrived in Nashville to give love and kisses to their new granddaughter/niece.

So we had our first doctor appointment today and all checks out well! She gained 11 ounces since she was born and the doctor says all her innards check out fine.

There was one concern that we had. Zoe has been a bit of a fuss face lately. She was sleeping and feeding just fine until a couple days ago, and then a few days ago she started to cry inconsolably after she feeds and then won't go to sleep. Luckily for us, and unluckily for the office staff, Zoe went into one of her fussy fits when we were at the doctor's office. Her diaper was changed, she just ate, and she wouldn't take the pacifier. The doctor tried to console her and finally got her calm after about 8 minutes. Well as it turns out, Zoe's just being a baby. The doctor said she had an "attitude" and that she was full of "viv and vinegar". Sounds like we got a fighter on our hands! Anyway, he said that she just needed to cry sometimes and that we had to stay calm and rock her tightly swaddled until she calms down.

He also said the first 2 months are the hardest. If that's the case, then we have 6 weeks to go.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Manic Monday

After a great weekend spent walking the neighborhood meeting the neighbors and going to an auction at which we bought some lawn tools, we had a crazy Monday.

Everett woke up very sick. And for those of you who know him, he's not often sick so this was serious. Turns out he had a 24 hour bug that's been going around. He's much better now, thank goodness.

I went out after I fed Zoe to the store to get some medicine for Everett and driving home I got rear-ended by someone who just wasn't paying attention as I was turning onto my street. I'm fine and no one else was hurt. Luckily, it was just me in the car. She hit my car pretty good. The bumper is smashed in and I can't open the back door. There appears to be quite a bit of body damage too. I'll bring the car into the shop tomorrow and we'll find out if they can fix it or if it will be totaled.

Instead of posting some pics of the damage, I figured pictures of Zoe would be happier. She is loving life and we are loving her. Just have to focus on that!

Friday, June 08, 2007

Photo Shoot

So many funny faces, so many photos!

Zoe has been entertaining us with her funny faces and we can't take it anymore! Seriously, isn't she cute? Yes, I am now a proud Momma and will commence telling you how cute she is every chance I get while shoving photos in your face. The good news is, I promise I'll keep this to a minimum when I see you in person, but here, on the blog, I must brag!

You know what everyone says as soon as they see a newborn: "Oh she's so cute!" And even though I know this is just polite talk - like when people ask you how you are and you automatically say "fine" - but I can't help but think that they are being truly sincere when they say it about our little one!

We're settling into somewhat of a routine. Zoe feeds about 8 times a day about 2-3 hours apart. The answer to the question everyone asks, "What about at night? Do you get any sleep?" is yes and no. She eats at about 10 or 11 pm, then again at 1 or 2 am and then at 4 or 5 am before "waking up" about 7 or 8 am to start our day. So I wake up about twice a night which isn't too bad.

But she's starting to get a bit fussy now that she's awake more often. We found a secret weapon last night though: me! We fed her, changed her, rocked her, sang to her, did some "tummy time", fed her again, and then changed her again, but she wouldn't calm down enough to go to sleep. Finally, Everett brought her to the bed and laid her down right next to me and then she was out. Don't worry; we didn't sleep like this all night, just enough for her to conk out then Everett took her and put her back in her crib.

All this writing about sleeping is making this Momma sleepy so I will sign off for now. Sweet Dreams.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

The past few days

We're adjusting to life with Little Miss Zoe. As advertised, she sleeps, eats, poops, and provides hours of happiness.

We went for our first walk the other day and it was wonderful! We had been going for walks every night before she was born and have been waiting to bring her along in the stroller as opposed to in my belly. Zoe seemed to enjoy the great outdoors. She looked around a lot and made faces as we adjusted the shade on her seat to protect her from the direct sunlight.

Everett was very excited to dress her in her Bob Marley onsie! Sure, it's a 3-6 month size so she is a little lost in it, but she looks cute! And this onsie has the distinct honor of being the first piece of clothing soiled during a diaper change! What were we to do but to dress her in her 3-6 month size Star Wars onsie! Again, she swam in it...until she messed in that one! Oh well, we have a laundry machine!

Saturday, June 02, 2007

Well worth the wait!

We welcomed Zoe Gill into the world on Thursday, May 31st, 2007 at 5:17am. It was an amazing end to a beautiful pregnancy and a tumultuous labor and delivery. More importantly, it was a wonderful beginning.

We arrived at the hospital at 7pm as scheduled on Wednesday night, my Mom, Everett, and I. After check-in we were shown to our delivery room and met one of the best labor and delivery nurses ever, Bonnie. She is a nurse with many years experience and told us like it was all night long which I appreciated. She got the IV started and got some saline flowing. Then there was the decision about putting in a line for an epidural. I didn't want to have it put in initially. I don't know why. But the doctor said it would probably be a good idea. So we put in the line, but we didn't start the medication.

Next up was to start the pitocin, which is the synthetic hormone that stimulates labor. That's when things started to get tricky. The contractions started coming. Everett was wonderful during the whole thing and held my hand and watched the "contract-o-meter" - a device that measured my abdominal muscles and so could let us know when a contraction was coming - to let me know when one was about to start. The contractions got stronger and stronger and at some point, I asked for the epidural to be turned on. Ah, the sweet epidural!

I thought things were going smoothly, but then the nurse came in and told us the fetus wasn't doing so well. Evidently, as I contracted, the baby's heart rate would go down right afterwards. This was not a good sign. Other times, the heartbeat was way too steady. Also, not good. The nurse said they would have to turn off the pitocin for a bit to see how the baby would respond. I had only been getting the "contraction juice" as Everett called it for less than an hour.

So we sat there and waited...or rather fell into a deep sound sleep. I slept all night long and only awoke when the nurse came in, which was pretty frequent. At some point during the night, my blood pressure fell real low. The nurses were concerned and so they cut the epidural strength down by half. I still didn't feel anything.

During this time, I was still contracting on my own, but I didn't feel any of them. My Mom stayed awake the whole time staring at the monitors and said she could see the contract-o-meter going crazy, but I stayed still. She was sure the machine wasn't registering things properly.

The nurse came in and said she called the doctor and they had a plan in place. She said they would start up the pitocin again at 4am and if the baby didn't respond well to that, they would have to take me off it and begin a c-section. She said, "Honey, I'm going to be honest with you. There's an 80% chance that this is the way it's going to happen."

I was devastated. Nothing seemed to be going my way at this time. I had to be induced, I was forced (in a good way) to get the epidural, and now I was going to be cut open. I kept telling myself that the end result was going to be the same: that soon enough I was going to meet my Baby Zuzu and everything else didn't matter.

3:30 am was go time. The nurse came in to check and see how my cervix was doing. I remember this moment clearly. She sat on my right side and calmly started the examination. She said the doctor was on her way in and then she sort of paused. Then she said, "Honey, you're not going to believe this; it's a miracle. You're 10 centimeters dilated. It's time to push."

Everett and I had just woken up and the news completely took us by surprise. "What? Are you kidding?"

Then I got nervous again. I had prepared myself mentally for a c-section and now we were going to do this the good ol' fashion way. I was happy, scared, excited, and tired all at the same time.

Even though she wasn't on-call, our doctor came in specially for us. She had been great throughout the pregnancy, so we were really glad she was there.

Sure enough, 10 minutes later I was pushing. I had to learn this nifty little trick. At first, I couldn't really feel much so I had to ask if I was doing it right. The nurse and the doctor assured me I was so I kept on going. After a while, I started to feel the contractions coming and the need to push. So I pushed, pushed, pushed with all my might. My Mom had my left leg, Everett was holding the right. Everett helped count for me and that was very helpful. I love that man.

To make this long story short, the baby finally made her arrival with Everett yelling, "It's a girl!" at 5:17 am, just 2 minutes shy of when the nurse predicted. A few minutes later, Everett cut the cord and the baby was brought up to me and I gave her the first sweet kiss.

Then she was whisked away to be cleaned, measured, and tested. 8 pounds 2 ounces and 20 and a half inches of love.

Here are some pictures of our little Angel with Dad and some of the grandparents.

On Saturday we finally got to make our way home and dress up Zoe in her going-home outfit. It was too hot for the crocheted afghan my mom made, which was unfortunate, but the knitted booties fit perfectly!