Pioneer Day

Caring for a newborn baby is enough to make your life hectic.  THEN you add in the hormones, recovery from labor, lack of sleep, etc. and it is enough to drive a person crazy.  I wish I could say that is all the craziness in my life at the moment, but it is just the beginning! 

Our lease was up in July which resulted in us moving out of our apartment last Wednesday.  Being at the mercy of Olive and her schedule, I felt pretty useless at times.  But we made it, though I mean BARELY made it.  We dropped of our keys and rushed to get Kevin to his show. After dropping him off, I rushed to his parents' house to get rid of the last batch of cargo, bathe and feed Olive, pack a few things, and go pick Kevin up from his show.  And that still wasn't the end of it: we traveled to St. George and made it around 2 a.m.  It sure made for a long day.

Luckily, we got to sleep in the next day before packing everything back up and traveling 12 hours to Colorado.  Olive slept most of the way and only spit-up twice.  Thank heavens I caught the projectiles both times via the burp rags without incident to the car or infant seat.  It was an exciting evening--complete with a police barricade in Dulce where we were warned about two fugitives on the loose--one of which was just shot and killed by a police officer. His partner was still on the loose and believed to be armed.  Spooky.

It was another long day but finally we arrived in Manassa, CO.  That is where Mom is from.  Growing up, it was tradition to visit every year for the Pioneer Day celebration.  I hadn't partaken in the festivities since high school...eek!  I am glad that we finally made it!  It is sooooo deliciously small-town.

My grandma lives on Main Street so we have a front row seat to the parade.  After the first run of the parade, all participants turn around and give a repeat performance.  Here are some of our favorite pics:

The fire chief, apparently.

 

 

Uncle Kevin blessed Jace with the knowledge of how beads get gotten.

Our favorite "carnie" working one of the kiddie rides. Such amazing wrinkles.

No Pioneer Day Celebration is complete without a demolition derby.  Apparently Olive wasn't as amused as the rest of us.  She slept soundly through the noisy event.  We rooted for the car labeled, "Kevin," and were delighted when it won.

Four generations of quilters: Mom, Grandma, Olive, and Vanessa.  Well, we presume Olive will be a quilter.  She definitely gives the stink eye if she doesn't approve of my fabric choices.

We visited Grandpa's grave on our way out of town.  This is where sweet little Olive gets her middle name "Elwin."

Kevin did a photo shoot with Jace.  Jace was absolutely in love with the trains!

Penny got a photo shoot too!  Take a good look at the wash basin, it is the last time you will see it in the family.  After photographing in front of the house made of garbage, Kevin left it behind on accident.  Twenty minutes later, he went to retrieve it and the obstinate old cuss who lives there had stolen it and wouldn't give it back!

I love this picture so much.  Kevin is the cutest dad ever!!!!

Tom took this picture of me.  I feel like I look like Johnny Depp in this picture.  I think he has the same outfit.

We had a great time vacationing and just doing a whole lot of nothing.  In a couple of weeks, we get to pack up our stuff again and relocate to Florida where Kevin will begin law school!  The craziness MAY end some time soon... ???

Meridian Article

Looks like Olive made it into Meridian Magazine! I thought this article was really fun to read. Marvin Payne is such a sweetheart!!

http://meridianmagazine.com/backstagegraffiti/100714audra.html

More Olive

Olive is 1 week old today. She is such a darling little thing and I just want to stare at her all day. She is a pretty good baby too. She left the hospital with a level 8 of bilirubin (jaundice) and I had just been instructed to bring her back within a couple of days to have that level checked again. On Sunday, it had reached 18 so the hospital sent over the horrible "bili bed" right away.

Olive loves being swaddled so the bili bed was absolute torture. For anyone who has ever used one before--you know what I am talking about!!! It requires the baby being stripped down to diaper and strapped into this mini tanning bed-sort of contraption. Olive thrashed and screamed and just hated it. I think she probably slept a total of 6 hours in there over the span of several days. Luckily, they also gave us a bili paddle type thing that is intended to be used in conjunction with the bed, but we ended up just using that by stuffing it into her clothes. She hated that too but at least we were able to feel better that she was getting SOME phototherapy.

Olive had to get her levels checked every day which meant torturing her at the lab to get her heel stabbed. I think today was the 10th time. Her levels today were down to 12 though which is considered "normal" so we got rid of the stupid bed FINALLY. Poor thing. She probably thinks it is part of her daily routine. She is doing just great though and we are amazed at how much she changes every day.

I am extremely sleep-deprived but I feel like the "mom" hormone is what is getting me through. I think I have been getting 6 hours of sleep per night. And I am still pretty sore from the "carnage" below. THAT, in combination with learning to breastfeed and take care of a new baby has just been exhausting. Yet, I feel like I can't just sit and let myself relax and recover. Everyone has been so excited about Olive that we have been innondated with visitors and I just really haven't even had time to nap. I look forward to a couple weeks from now when I will be completely healed and have a lot more energy to be superwoman again.

110 in the Shade

As I mentioned in a previous post, Kevin is in 110 in the Shade at the Hale Center Theater in Orem. The first two weeks of the run starred Audra McDonald as "Lizzie" and Will Swenson as "Starbuck."

Since I was due at any time, I felt it was probably best to accompany Kevin to the show so I wouldn't be home alone and without a vehicle. As a result, I got to see the show multiple times. Which was not a bad thing AT ALL!. In fact, I would say I have never seen better performances IN MY LIFE. It was such a treat to be able to see Audra McDonald in such an intimate setting. She has a fantastic presence and of course her voice was beautiful and acting supreme. Kevin really impressed me a lot and definitely held his own (as usual). I think the icing on the cake was hearing Kevin and Audra sing together. Their voices seem to have been made for marriage, I SWEAR. There was a really great review I saw about it recently:

http://www.deseretnews.com/article/700045976/Treat-yourself-to-110-in-the-Shade.html

I couldn't agree with the review more!

On Will and Audra's last day of performance, we decided to stop by the theater so everyone could meet Olive. Since I practically lived at the theater my last month, I have kind of felt like part of the cast and Olive was certainly treated as an honorary member. Audra threatened to steal Olive--and Kevin and I almost let her. Just as long as she would promise to rub some of that talent onto her...

How sweet is this picture? There aren't very many babies around in NY...

She's Here!

Kevin and I are extremely excited to FINALLY announce the arrival of Olive Elwin Goertzen! She was born on Wednesday, July 7th and weighed 6 lbs 11 oz and was 19" long. Here is the skinny on how it all went down:

FRIDAY
Olive was due on Friday, July 2nd. That day came and went without anything even remotely exciting occurring. And nothing Saturday either.

SUNDAY
We weren't too heartbroken at being late and still rooted for Sunday, July 4th so Olive could have fireworks (and not make Daddy miss a performance of his show!) Unfortunately, there still wasn't much going on that day. I walked on the treadmill at a steep incline for 40 minutes and had once juicy and painful contraction. But that was it. We went up to Park City later that afternoon and hiked up and down Main Street hoping to get the ball rolling! All that really did was make me tired and my belly muscles tense. Still no baby.

MONDAY
The following day, the doctor's office was closed in observance of the holiday. Still nothing.

TUESDAY
Kevin and I were more than antsy at this point so I got into the doctor's office to find out what the heck was going on. The doctor said I was dilated to a 3 and 100% effaced. He stripped my membranes AGAIN and was just as puzzled as we were regarding the tardiness of Miss Olive. He said technically he could not induce me until at least Friday the 9th but would try and get me on the list for Thursday--and couldn't even promise that. He joked that Olive definitely couldn't and shouldn't come "tomorrow" (Wednesday) since he had gotten tickets to see Kevin's show. If things were good for an induction on Thursday, we would get a call the night before.

WEDNESDAY
The following morning I awoke to a phone call from the hospital at 10:30 am "to confirm my induction for 11:45 am." Kevin and I were both surprised based on the previous day's conversation, but did not hesitate at the opportunity to be done. We took the world's quickest showers and headed over to the hospital.

Within about an hour I had pitocin flowing through my veins and the epidural administered. The nurse called my doctor (who was also extremely surprised to hear I was at the hospital being induced). They asked him if he wanted to send me home. Based on the contractions they reported seeing on the monitor, my doctor decided to go forward. He came right over and broke my water, probably about 1:00. And the waiting game began.

By 5:00, I had barely dilated to a 4 and was not feeling any contractions still. I had the Braxton Hicks ones that had been showing up on the monitor--but I pretty much don't count those. All the hospital personnel estimated I would have the baby 10:30 or 11. They said the average labor is 12 hours for first-time mothers. We debated whether Kevin should go do his show or not. My doctor and the other staff members all reassured us that they could slow the process down if they needed to and at the rate I was going it was still going to be a while. At 6:00 I had dilated to a 5 and had minimal contractions. So Kevin left to go do his show and we both felt pretty confident things would work out.

At 7:00, I got a text message from Kevin--just wanting to check out my progress. I was definitely feeling the contractions more and they were a couple of minutes apart. A few minutes later the nurse came in and told me I was dilated to an 8. I was starting to feel a little nervous since I my labor had accelerated so suddenly. The nurse said there could still be a couple hours of pushing but things were definitely ahead of schedule. I texted Kevin back and told him he would probably miss the birth. Was it going to be the end of the world? No. I told him just to come over as soon as the show was over and hoped he could concentrate alright with the show.

Kevin showed up at 7:45. His kind understudy was well-prepared and confident to go on. I think Kevin also realized there was no chance he would be able to keep his mind where it needed to be. I was so glad to see him and elated he would not miss it. As you may recall, the doctor is also at the show. Kevin gave him an update before leaving and told the doctor to not worry about leaving the show.

I started pushing at 8:45. The doctor showed up after the show at about 11:00 and I was still pushing. I didn't mention it earlier, but the epidural made me really drowsy. At this point, I am beyond exhausted. Poor little Olive could not get under my pelvic bone. Every time I took a break she would kind of slip back in. The doctor said he could use the forceps but he really didn't want to since the tearing is worse.

Frankly, I was tired of pushing and just wanted to be done. I gave the doctor permission to use the forceps. A couple pushes later, we got Olive's head under the pelvic bone and I was finally able to push her out. So that is three hours of pushing. And I did tear and it is not fun but I sure was glad to be done pushing. So little miss Olive was born at 11:45 pm!!!

Olive came out with her eyes open. The hospital staff said it was creepy. Hence this "goo" they put in her eyes.

Mamma with Olive on Friday before being discharged. We are so glad she is here!!!