Bedhead

Jack woke up with a nice case of bedhead the other morning. I couldn't get his hair to lay down, no matter what I tried.

We're getting very excited about Grandma and Grandpa Fields coming to visit for Jack's birthday! They arrive tomorrow. Jack hasn't seen them since he was 6 months old; he's a totally different person now!


I've been reminiscing this week about what we were doing at this time last year, getting ready for Jack's arrival. My mom was coming in town to help us. I also remember being relieved at finally being done with all my doctor's appointments. Because of my blood pressure, I had frequent appointments, and for the last 2 months of pregnancy I was either at my doctor's office or the hospital about 3 times a week.

During my last appointment, which I think was exactly a year ago yesterday, the ultrasound showed Jack in breech position. The doctor didn't think Jack was likely to move on his own before my induction, and if he didn't, I would have to have a c-section. Fortunately I had a great doctor who didn't just automatically stop at that point and insist I have a c-section. He gave me the option of having him trying to physically move Jack into the proper position. He said about 70% of the time the procedure was effective; however, if it didn't work, an emergency c-section would have to be performed right then and there to get Jack out.

I elected to have them try the procedure. After Andy rushed to the hospital, a team of doctors and nurses crowded into my little hospital room. Two doctors pushed and pulled on my belly, coaxing Jack into position. That was one of the strangest physical experiences I've ever felt. Fortunately it wasn't as painful as they'd warned me it could be. The procedure only took about 5 minutes, and little Jack cooperated! He moved and then was a good boy and stayed in position until it was time for him to emerge 2 days later.

I can't believe that was a year ago! How our lives have changed since then.