Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Friday, July 21, 2006
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
You know that mountain we live on.....
...well, sometimes we forget that it's actually an active volcano! Over the past week it has been reminding us of its true title by making loud thunderous noises every time red hot lava spews out of it! Don't be alarmed thoughbecause our friend Mimmo says that this is just the typical summer tourist eruption. If you would like to check out info and live action of Mt. Etna, you can visit either of these sites:
http://www.vulcanoetna.com/en_etna_cam.php
http://www.vulcanoetna.com/gallery/v/eruzioni/speciale_eruzione_2006/
Also, just a reminder that if you would like to view more pics of the baby (of course we have to mention her in every post!), they are available in our Yahoo photo albums. Click on the Yahoo link on our site, then log in using "ajaphilip" as the user name and "oscarwilde" as the password. Ciao!
http://www.vulcanoetna.com/en_etna_cam.php
http://www.vulcanoetna.com/gallery/v/eruzioni/speciale_eruzione_2006/
Also, just a reminder that if you would like to view more pics of the baby (of course we have to mention her in every post!), they are available in our Yahoo photo albums. Click on the Yahoo link on our site, then log in using "ajaphilip" as the user name and "oscarwilde" as the password. Ciao!
Monday, July 17, 2006
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Winners of the Name/Birthdate Contest
Thanks to all who participating. It was fun to receive your reflections on the names and when Ella would arrive.
Winners of the name contest are:
Monique Aiuto
Carrie Andre
Jen Bunyan
Winners of the birthdate contest are:
Linda Duncan
Mary Schlechter
p.s. All winning guesses were submitted long before I knew I would be induced! Don't hate the player, hate the game!:) Congrats!
Winners of the name contest are:
Monique Aiuto
Carrie Andre
Jen Bunyan
Winners of the birthdate contest are:
Linda Duncan
Mary Schlechter
p.s. All winning guesses were submitted long before I knew I would be induced! Don't hate the player, hate the game!:) Congrats!
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Friday, July 14, 2006
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Back to our house we go........
.....and it will never seem the same now that there are four (Oscar included). So, for all of you dying for the reveal of the "juicy details" of Ella's birth, here they are........
Once upon a time, I thought I would awake in the middle of the night with that panic of contractions, Phil and I would rush to the car in our nightclothes and a few hours later the baby would arrive. Well, that sounds like a fairytale for one reason; IT IS! In real life, it played out a bit differently.
First of all, I didn't spontaneously begin to have contractions. As of Monday at my doctor's appointment I was about 2 cm dilated and 50% effaced. My doctor, the wonderful Dr. Lyon, said that we should probably induce on Tuesday morning. So, bright and early on Tuesday morn, Phil and I headed for the hospital. There I was started on Pitocin at around 7:30 am. I was having contractions, but they weren't intense and I wasn't feeling them. It seemed like things were going to be pretty easy, and then, it happened. I began to feel the contractions. Imagine a pretty bad stomachache where your stomach cramps up and you know something is going to come out whether you like it or not--that is exactly what contractions feel like, in their MILD stage! Around 11:00, Donna and I were just starting to watch the movie Pride and Prejudice when I felt my water break. Go Jane Austen! That's when all hell broke loose and the contractions went from mild to really uncomfortable. The nurse came in and asked me what my pain level was at the time. I said, "10!" It couldn't possibly get any worse than this, I thought. If I only knew what was in store for me in the next few hours.
Well, apparently my membrane had not completely ruptured, so it needed a bit of help from the doc. There was a bit of meconium in the mix, so then I had to get flushed out, which sounds like a lot of fun, doesn't it? Here's the part in the story where my memory is a bit blurry because I started experimenting with some mild drugs to "take the edge off", which actually did not take any edge off, but just made me a bit sleepy. Well, you can't exactly sleep when you still feel like someone's jackhammering your back and punching you in the stomach at the same time. So, needless to say, the mild drugs that I did have were not of any help.
So, as I came closer and closer to realizing what a true 10 is on the pain level scale, I begged for an epidural. "Please, Candy. Go get the aneastesiologist!" For those of you who heard a rumor about me saying no to drugs, it is a lie. I wanted those drugs, but Candy, my L & D nurse, thought otherwise. But, oh, she never said no to me outright. She was very sneaky about it, stalling by claiming she needed to chart some stats and then she would order the drugs. I hated her at the time, but now I appreciate it because by the time I was asking for the drugs, I was only about 2 cm away from pushing. Once my water was broken, it only took about 2 1/2 hours to go from 4 to 10 cm. At 3:00, I was at 10 and ready to push. I really feel for those ladies out there who push for hours on end, because let me tell you, it is exhausting! Luckily, I only had to push for about 50 minutes, then Ella was born at 3:59 pm.
We're all doing well. Phil is an awesome daddy. He took care of the first few diaper changes without a hitch! And this is a guy who thought he would be afraid to hold a newborn! Ella has proven him wrong and she loves it when he holds her. We came home this afternoon and the little bambina is sleeping downstairs. She's a very content baby and we're so glad that she arrived safe and soundly. We wish you all could be here to see her in person! Ciao for now, the mama needs her recovery sleep!
Once upon a time, I thought I would awake in the middle of the night with that panic of contractions, Phil and I would rush to the car in our nightclothes and a few hours later the baby would arrive. Well, that sounds like a fairytale for one reason; IT IS! In real life, it played out a bit differently.
First of all, I didn't spontaneously begin to have contractions. As of Monday at my doctor's appointment I was about 2 cm dilated and 50% effaced. My doctor, the wonderful Dr. Lyon, said that we should probably induce on Tuesday morning. So, bright and early on Tuesday morn, Phil and I headed for the hospital. There I was started on Pitocin at around 7:30 am. I was having contractions, but they weren't intense and I wasn't feeling them. It seemed like things were going to be pretty easy, and then, it happened. I began to feel the contractions. Imagine a pretty bad stomachache where your stomach cramps up and you know something is going to come out whether you like it or not--that is exactly what contractions feel like, in their MILD stage! Around 11:00, Donna and I were just starting to watch the movie Pride and Prejudice when I felt my water break. Go Jane Austen! That's when all hell broke loose and the contractions went from mild to really uncomfortable. The nurse came in and asked me what my pain level was at the time. I said, "10!" It couldn't possibly get any worse than this, I thought. If I only knew what was in store for me in the next few hours.
Well, apparently my membrane had not completely ruptured, so it needed a bit of help from the doc. There was a bit of meconium in the mix, so then I had to get flushed out, which sounds like a lot of fun, doesn't it? Here's the part in the story where my memory is a bit blurry because I started experimenting with some mild drugs to "take the edge off", which actually did not take any edge off, but just made me a bit sleepy. Well, you can't exactly sleep when you still feel like someone's jackhammering your back and punching you in the stomach at the same time. So, needless to say, the mild drugs that I did have were not of any help.
So, as I came closer and closer to realizing what a true 10 is on the pain level scale, I begged for an epidural. "Please, Candy. Go get the aneastesiologist!" For those of you who heard a rumor about me saying no to drugs, it is a lie. I wanted those drugs, but Candy, my L & D nurse, thought otherwise. But, oh, she never said no to me outright. She was very sneaky about it, stalling by claiming she needed to chart some stats and then she would order the drugs. I hated her at the time, but now I appreciate it because by the time I was asking for the drugs, I was only about 2 cm away from pushing. Once my water was broken, it only took about 2 1/2 hours to go from 4 to 10 cm. At 3:00, I was at 10 and ready to push. I really feel for those ladies out there who push for hours on end, because let me tell you, it is exhausting! Luckily, I only had to push for about 50 minutes, then Ella was born at 3:59 pm.
We're all doing well. Phil is an awesome daddy. He took care of the first few diaper changes without a hitch! And this is a guy who thought he would be afraid to hold a newborn! Ella has proven him wrong and she loves it when he holds her. We came home this afternoon and the little bambina is sleeping downstairs. She's a very content baby and we're so glad that she arrived safe and soundly. We wish you all could be here to see her in person! Ciao for now, the mama needs her recovery sleep!
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
40 weeks and counting......
Well folks, you can all stop holding your breath for the much anticipated due date because there's still no baby being born! That's right, she's holding out on us, but the old pregnant body is starting to get ready for the birth. She'll be born mid to late next week at the latest as the doctors don't like to let people go beyond 41 weeks here. So, for all of you who voted that I would be in this predicament until July 18th or whatever date it was, you are sadly mistaken:) So sorry!! We'll keep you posted in the ever running drama of "Baby Andre 2006." Ciao!
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