Braves Game

Matt has been keeping Gavin busy over the last few weeks as we were waiting for Grant and adjusting to having a baby brother. He's been golfing, braves game, swimming and lots more.

The week of the 4th Papa and Matt took Gavin to the game where he got two baseballs. One from the Braves pitching coach as he was walking to the dugout and then a foul ball hit by Jason Heyward to say he had a blast is an understatement. Plus Matt added to his collection by buying him a new bat.

Little Golfer

Grant 1 Month

Can't believe a month has already passed with this sweet little guy.

At one month Grant:

• is usually content unless he is hungry or wet
• loves the paci to sooth him when he is tired or has the hiccups
• has started to sleep a long stretch from 8 pm for 4 to 5 hours then followed by another 3 hour stretch
• still working to predict a day time schedule looks like he has a long morning nap
• weighed in at 9 pounds 15 ounces
• has gotten baby acne
• loves to sleep on my chest
• has started to notice his mobile on the swing and enjoys spending time stretched out
• is still sleeping in our room with the sound machine
• definitely knows his big brother and when he is around

Here are a few more pictures from Grant's first month.

Gavin and Grant

Meeting Josh and Emma.

Tolerates baths most of the time.

Brunch with the Davis' and Parkers'. Getting to meet sweet Miss Bonnie.

 And a comparison between Gavin and Grant's first month photos.

Gavin - 1 month

 

Grant - 1 month

Sweet Sleep

Grant's First Week

Grant is finally here...

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Lots of family came to visit at the hospital. Matt's grandmother holding Grant for the first time.

 Daddy watching over Grant as he bakes on the lights to fight jaundice.

Ready to go home. Mommy has mixed emotions so ready to be at home but loving our nurse.

Forgot how tiny they look in the car seat for the first time...

Grant in the swing for the first time....

Grant is already really alert. Here he is listening to Papa Golden.

41 Weeks

I had marked off most of the to do list between work, laundry, pedicure(s), manicure, massage, hair appointment...date nights...Father's Day presents! And this boy just did not want to come and I was determined to not be induced. I just knew he would decide to come on his own accord. At 40 weeks they did an ultrasound and he looked great so we decided to wait to set an induction date. I was a bit worried after she estimated his weight was 8lbs & 1oz plus or minus 7 ounces. I could be delivering a 9 pounder!!

On June 14th we headed in for our 41 week appointment, he looked great on the stress test and we were just over 3 centimeters. The midwives again believed he would come on his own but we set an induction date as a backup plan. Christy did a bit of magic and I just knew we wouldn't make it through the weekend.

We left the doctor's office and headed straight to finish up Matt's Father's Day to see Man of Steel. The movie was great but as you could imagine my mind was wondering all over the place and the fight seen would never end! I was suddenly exhausted so home to the couch I went. We ordered Chinese (big mistake!!) and I decided I would lay down with Gavin for some snuggles. All I could think is these could be my last for awhile and boy was I right! Gavin was anxious and could not settle down...we read books and the contractions started...I sang to him and rubbed his back and the contractions kept coming. I finally just gave up and told him I need to go see Daddy. Daddy had just fallen asleep on the couch when I told him it would be a good idea to get up and back his bag!

We waited around for an hour or so and the contractions were 3 minutes apart consistently and scaring my non-labor & delivery loving RN of a sister. So call to the midwife and off we went....

We made it to the hospital by midnight and this time I did not let Matt run the red lights :) so no crazy police stories! The contractions were staying consistent and increasing in strength, while the crazy nurse had the audacity to tell me that they were probably sending me home because I was still at 3.5 cm. When she left the room I told Matt over my dead body were we leaving the hospital....all the signs were there that this boy had finally decided to make his grand entrance.

Sure enough she came in and said we were staying since I was at 41 weeks....and they started moving to get us into a room and the epidural business started. I labored through the night listening to Matt snore :) and at 41 weeks 5 hours and 51 minutes we welcomed baby brother at 8 lbs and 1 oz and 20 inches long.