Wesley has had a few moments of jealousy with Amelia, but for the most part he adjusting very well. He is very independent doesn't like to be bothered. He is always on the go, exploring and figuring things out. Most of the time he's dragging something around whether it be his lion by the tail or a computer mouse or something else with a cord.

Everyday life of Amelia

March 24, 2011- Amelia's first visitors were her cousins Emily, Ashley, Jonny and her Aunt Christina


March 25- Meeting the big brother


March 26- Grandma Adams and Amelia on the first day home


March 27 - Fresh after a sponge bath


March 28- Soaking up the sun rays to due jaundice


March 29- She is a very alert baby


March 30- Girlin' it up - (Just for daddy)


March 31- snoozing during what is hopefully the last snow fall


April 1- More awake time


April 2 - Napping with Mommy


April 3- listening to Conference in her own way


April 4- loving those fingers


April 5 - Chubby baby

Amelia Jean is here!!!!

Amelia Jean Adams
March 24, 2011 at 4:10 pm
8 lbs 15.5 oz and 22 inches

Birth Story: So to continue where I left off .... at the 39 week appointment I measured at a 3 and she was sure I would go into labor naturally by the weekend. Even with the super moon, nothing happened, on Monday the 21st I was at a 4 and I was just excited that I was making progress. My induction was pushed back til Thursday the 24th, which I was okay with because I really just wanted things to happen naturally. They were predicting a winter storm and my doc wanted us to stay in town just to be on the safe side. After much debate Whit and I packed up and went and stayed with Christina, leaving Wesley at home with Grandma Adams. We waited and waited, trying everything but Castor oil to bring on labor but nothing happened. I am pretty amazed at what people swear brings on labor, the best one was to sit on a washing machine. ( OK I didn't try that either).

So Thursday morning came and still no signs of her coming on her own so we headed to the hospital to be induced I was dilated to 4 and 75% effaced. She broke my water to see if that would get things happening on their own, but nothing happened so by 9:30 I started getting pitocin. Around 1 I was only at a 5-6 and getting pretty uncomfortable. By 2 I was ready for my epidural and still at a 6. The epidural really hurt going in and I started getting a dull headache, which we just passed off as not eating for a while. After I laid on my back for the required time I rolled over on my side, still waiting for the epidural to kick in. But the pain kept getting more intense and the back pain was off the scale. After half an hour I couldn't take it any longer and called the nurse in to see if I could get more pain relief. She did a quick check said that I was ready to go. They quickly got everything ready and called the doc who's 15 minutes away. I am feeling every contraction not at all happy with my failed epidural. After an hour of intense pushing and pain, baby Amelia was born sunny side up. She is beautiful and perfect.

My headache had become extremely painful during the delivery, but we still just thought some food and drink would help fix it. 2 hours later it was so bad that I couldn't stand anything, especially movement, sound, or light. I sent Amelia to the nursery and asked Whitney for a priesthood blessing. Turns out that it was a complication from the epidural. They say a "wet tap" occurs in only 0.5 % of epidurals, where the spinal fluid sac is punctured and spinal fluid leaks out. It was absolutely awful and not worth the little pain relief it offered or money it cost. Plus my back has been in the most intense pain and recovery has been really rough. We are so thankful that Grandma Adams has been here to help.

39 weeks Pregnancy Photo

Maybe I have just become accustom to the pregnant belly look but, I don't think that I look that big at all. (I measure at 46.) Though I am uncomfortable and am anxiously awaiting her arrival.

Pregnancy update

We are just waiting for baby Amelia's arrival. Besides the hormonal aspect of being pregnant it has been a pretty good pregnancy. I have felt great up until the past month and now I just feel as big as a house, as I waddle, yep I definitely waddle, from here to there. My mind seems to be slipping more and more the further along I am. Whit jokes that I can't even chew gum any more. That's because he eats more burnt dinners now because I honestly will forget that I am cooking.
I was measuring right along with the dates, then suddenly I jumped up a couple of weeks. So Dr. Brooke sent me for an ultrasound at 35 weeks.

According to the ultrasound I measured 39 weeks and 5 days. Amelia weighed 7lbs 11 oz. I know not to put too much stalk into though because they can be off by 2 lbs in either direction. Dr. Brooke wanted to start taking about induction dates for 39 week, but I wanted to just let things run there course. She is a little concerned that the placenta will not be able to keep up with baby Amelia. 37 week appointment I measured 42 and was 1 cm dilated. So at my 38 week appointment I measured 44. I was no longer dilated and my cervix was moving back up. She set up an induction date for the 21/22 and put me on the waiting list for anything sooner. I cried. Oh and she set me up for another ultrasound to check on everything. Although rationally I knew it was nothing to get upset or worried about I was just off my rocker. Whether it was the 2 day induction or the thought that I was digressing, I was sad and needed ice cream. I know not to put too much stock into it. Anything can happen, at anytime.

Busted.

We got Yancey some puppies for an early Christmas present. Wesley loves puppies has long as they don't lick his face. The three of them were the best friends.


Whitney fell in love with them too, so we decided that we would get a puppy as well. Looking back it wasn't the best timing but we love bishop. (But nothing is good timing when I'm pregnant unless its a back massage or warm bubble bath.) Bishop And Wesley are now best friends


He is still a little hyper at times and hates the cold so house training has been difficult. He is now 4 months old and we are getting ready to take him to puppy kindergarten. I will take toys away from him and Wesley gives him another one. They make me laugh and smile. I love to hear Wesley laugh and laugh as he plays with Bishop.

90 % updated

Well I have finally got around to updating the blog, well not completely but it is a start. And well since too many months have gone by to go back, I just finished the entries I started and never published. And will attempt to update the blog at least every 2 weeks from here on out. (key word is ATTEMPT) And for those that want to skip all that and just see pictures of the handsome little boy here is every day shots, of home life here in buxton.

I had to drive 20 yards and so I just buckled the chest strap. Before I made it anywhere he was out.

Oh yeah... the other reason nothing gets done.

He's got a thing for toes

Things are different when daddy is in charge

Can't feed him fast enough, so daddy found a new way... who needs a spoon anyways

Wesley loves bath time. He climbs the stairs and goes straight to the bath every morning after breakfast. Though he is constantly standing up in the bath so use the baby pool to help cushion the fall

Whitney turns 26

This year we decided to have a couples shoot off to celebrate Whit's birthday. The Farmer's were gracious enough to let us use their place. Some people are natural shooters, however I am not one of those people. But I finally managed to hit a clay pigeon, when it was actually flying through the air. Yet I was unable to hit the egg sitting in the grass. Overall we all had a great time.
Happy Birthday Whitney


(shotgun shell cake)

9 months and Counting

Stats for 9 months
Weight 21 lbs 4 oz
Length 29 inches
8 teeth and teething still (1 more for sure)

Wesley is a very active little guy that definitely keeps us running. More than once I have been asked if I give him caffeine. NO! I am no longer nursing and stopped drinking it for the time being, (although I will have the occasional drink, rarely though) He is into everything and doesn't stop moving. He still loves to snuggle though and is happy and content to be held by anyone.

He walks along furniture and behind his walker. He is learning to stand independently and climb on things, which in turn means that he falls over a lot. He looks pretty rough some days. But that doesn't stop him. He cries for a few seconds and then off to do it again. He will stand on just about everything to get just a little bit higher. He loves to climb on to the treadmill and play on it. But he hasn't figured out how to get down, which is where more falling comes into play. He is also intrigued by the stairs. Yikes, I'm not quite ready for this. Whitney however thinks it is great to see him learn new skills and encourages them. I think his worse fall was out of the crib, (still not sure how that happened). He didn't get any bumps or bruises though. I am so thankful and that Heaven Father made little kids so resilient.

Wesley babbles all the time especially at bedtime and right after he wakes up. He says mama, but I'm not so sure that he makes the connection to me yet. We are teaching him sign language, and he loves the signing time videos. They are life savers when he doesn't feel well or I need to get something done. Hopefully he begin signing to us soon but for now he responds well to eat, drink, milk, mom and dad.

He loves to help with whatever you are doing, which in turn allows me to get very little done. It is cute to see him rush as fast as he can when he hears the dishwasher, fridge, or dryer open. It wouldn't be so bad but he insists on climbing into them.

Some of the things he does that we are not so proud of is he loves to suck on toes and not just his own, especially painted toes. A problem during church, relief society. I find it gross and embarrassing.

Wesley loves his bed time stories. It is the only time we are able to read an actually story. During the day he loves the touch and feel books.