Hospital

So, we stayed at the hospital for a day and a half (not counting the 12 hours of labor - only 6 once my water broke!) and we had some visitors.

Hi Jason! Meet your new sister. No, we don't have a name for her yet and that's not really why you're here anyways, is it? Oh, and 'hi!'

'Oh, so it is why you're here? All right, take a look.'

'But be gentle!'

'And quiet'

At least Shelly missed me!

'I missed you guys too'

Cute-alien-looking-baby-with-monster-cheeks-and-no-name-yet baby

'What's up there?'

'Who's that?'

'Is this right?'

Looking at the baby

Too bad the grandma's don't like her...

Grandpa trying to entertain Jason. Rubber gloves make only sort-of good balloons.

The gang. Becca, G-ma S, Shelly, Katie (w/ the baby), Doug and Jason on the floor

Is that a smile?

Getting ready to leave!

At the curb - who's that shaggy man holding the door open?

And we're almost home! Looking forward to some sleep!

Baby Emily is born!

At 2:20AM on Saturday July 11, 2009 Emily Anne Schofield was born. She weighed 8 lbs 12 oz and was 20.5 inches long.

Isn't she just too cute!!

Greeting the new baby

Jason is too cute!

He's telling Emily to be quiet because she started crying.

Close up of the cutie!

Shelly and Emily

Jason and Emily

Too excited!!

Looking at her small hands

Butterfly kisses

Shelly just really liked holding her

Grandma's, Shelly and the baby

Everyone loves Emily and we just can't get enough of her!

Labor

So, after the drama with the canceled Dr apt and making a last minute same day appointment Mark and I went to the appointment on Friday July 10th at 10:00 am ready for almost anything (or so I thought). I had been kinda hoping to wait until Monday the 13th to have the unknown-gender-kid - that way they could share a birthday with Uncle Nate, but Becca was in town for the weekend, and wanted to see the kid - I was tired of being pregnant and the Dr wanted me to be induced sooner rather than later. So off I went to the hospital be induced. It was just a quick walk down the hall to the hospital where I got a delivery room and prepped for labor. I was in bed and ready to get started around 11 or so. A nurse came in and felt the position of the head and decided the head didn't feel like it was quite in the right position. She wanted an ultrasound to make sure everything was ok, so we waited for the midwife to come in and double check before starting the pit-drip. Our moms came at some point while we were waiting - they came and left several times during the whole process. Apparently it was hard to decide between us and the other grandkids - not sure I blame them.

Around 1:00 we finally got we finally got underway. I went without an epidural until around 8:00 when I finally decided I was tired and since everyone in the room was telling me not to be an idiot - why not? So I got an epidural and then they came in to break my water. Apparently some time between 8:15 when the epidural kicked in and 8:30 when they came to break my water - my water broke on it's own. I didn't feel a thing. So, freshly epiduraled-up I tried to take nap - but there was too much going on the room and I didn't want to miss any conversation, so it was hard to sleep. It got easier to rest when Moms left and Mark napped on the couch. Mark also read to me a little - The Count of Monte Cristo. I'm pretty sure we only made it his father's house (I did say 'a little') but it was fun to have him reading to me. Around 1 in the morning the epidural started wearing off on one side, so they turned me and moved me and tried to get it pooling better so it would work right. Eventually the pain got bad enough - and I was only at a 6 - that they came in to give me a bolus shot (I think that's the right word - it's basically a booster shot). About 5 minutes later I was throwing up - at first I thought it was a bad reaction to the meds, but then the midwife checked me again and somehow I went from a 6 to a 10 in less than 10 minutes (I'm not sure if the nurse checked wrong or it really was that fast - but either way I was happy to be almost done and miserable to be throwing up!)

For the first time Mark didn't usher the parental units out and both moms got to be there when the baby was born. We didn't find out the gender of the baby and somehow I had gotten it in my head that the baby was going to be a boy - and when the midwife said 'it's a girl' and proceeded to put a slimy gross baby on my bare belly, all I could think was 'are you sure?' So much for bonding... It was 2:20 in the morning and I was tired and the goo was gross and sticky and I was tired and it wasn't the boy I thought it was but that's ok - just confusing and I was still numb from the booster shot and I hate throwing up and why did the nurse have to rip off my clothes to put this gross thing on my belly and what happened to bathing babies before making me touch them and what a cute alien looking thing on my belly and eew it's stinky and is the baby really out of me and it's late and I'm tired and do I really have to touch this goop and what are you doing down there doc and I still can't feel my legs and someone's taking pictures but my clothes have been violently ripped off me and replaced with this goopy alien thingy - am I modest and is that Mark cutting the cord or am I still out of it and it weighs how much and are you done yet doc and can I go back to sleep yet? The rest is even more of a blur...

Here's some pictures!

Just getting set up - no drugs yet, we're waiting for an ultrasound

Notes on me - see the 'surprise baby' on the right? Epidural was not a 'goal'. I simply said I'd decide later. Apparently that's kinda the same thing...

I'm bored. Or in pain. Or being a nerd. I can't quite tell.

Chatting. And waiting...

SROM = Spontaneous Rupture Of Membranes
(water broke on it's own)

I'm glad someone got some sleep

Wake up! It's almost time!!

Look! A blanket!! Brilliant!!!

She's not too happy to be out. I wouldn't be either - it was warm in there...

Gross naked baby on my skin!!

Mark checking out the name tags, making sure they match

Is it over?

Or is it just beginning?


Weighing the naked baby

I'm not sure what happened here - I didn't want to know - I wanted to sleep - and shower

Baby all gone

Thanks

Of All the Nerve!

So, the baby was due on Friday July 10th. I had a doctors appointment set for that morning and none after it because I was going to be due then. The afternoon before I got a phone call saying that my appointment had been canceled because my doctor was sick. They didn't schedule another one for me. I was a bit nervous as to what was going to happen. I ended up calling to schedule a last minute 'same day' appointment and had to wait until the next morning to hear back if it was actually going to happen or not. I got a call on Friday morning telling me that I had an appointment to see another doctor and that I could come in at 10. The rest of the family decided to celebrate Mark and me being gone by going to the Lagoon.

Jason and Lizzie running through the water
Shelly pouring sand into a bucket
Jason, Lizzie and Shelly (I think those girls are in the right order... They're in the same suits and their hair looks almost the same - my only clue is that Lizzie's skin a tiny bit more fair than Shelly's)
Jason, Lizzie, Shelly, Katie holding Grace
Katie apparently gave Shelly a cookieI wasn't there, so I have no idea what Shelly's actually doing, but it sure looks to me like a pose she makes when she's pretending to be a kitty cat.
Looks like Katie took the girls down the slide
Jason digging for gold! I wonder if he found any...

Random Visitor Pics

Here's some random fun photos of our crazy summer with all it's various and fun visitors. Ok so the various visitors were all family, which takes away a little from the actual variety, but only a little!

Aunt Becca indulging the kids in some nail painting. Jason wanted to get in on the action too! He had pink toenails for over a month! Maybe I should invest in some nail polish remover?

Even cute little Gracie got in on the action - she didn't sit still very long though, I hear

Here's all the toes! Anyone want to guess which kids are Mark's and which are Rob's? :)

Here's Grandma making biscuits with the kids (yes, I'm one on the 'kids' in this pic - she tries to pretend like I'm kinda grown-up, but we both know it's not true!)

'See girls, this is how you cut the dough...' She's good at explaining things like that. My own story usually goes 'no, you can't help - go bug your dad!'
(Ok, so I usually let the help, but it sure takes longer and sometimes I wish I could say that!)

I'm not sure what's going on here - but it was the only good picture I had of Rob and how are you supposed to tell his kids are the white ones in the above pictures if you don't know what he looks like? I guess I could have just said 'picture Adam Pottaby from 7 Brides' Oh well, enjoy the picture anyways.

Rob had a fun hat he was taking with him to New Zealand. Jason wanted to try it on. Someone pulled out the camera. Here's the result. I thought it was cute!

Dad got relegated to the 'kid table'. It's what happens when you have 8 kids and they grow up and have kids of their own and then come to visit. There's not enough room at the table. The way I see it - it's his own fault. He should have seen this coming and taken preventative measures. I guess it's a good thing he took it sitting down! ;)

Jason had a ton of fun playing with that cute Noah's Ark that G-ma S got for him

Sleeping! Lizzie got to sleep in the same room as her cousins! It mostly worked - and sometimes didn't I hear. I'm just glad someone finally got some use out of the bed!!

Of course a trip to Disneyland was in order. I'm not sure how I managed to only have this one shot from there - but here it is...
Ethan, JB, Shelly and Jason all Walking Right Down The Middle of Main Street

Oh, and I have this 1 1/2 second video too. That's really all I got...