Sunday, December 5, 2010

Lennox & 27

Lennox Valor Jones
I will save the birth story for the very end, that way those of you who are only interested in pictures, can see your pictures and be spared the delivery details. But to summarize, this delivery was harder, longer, awesome.
That's what she said.
wink wink Ketsy.
Those boobs are so temporary.
Lennox is such an alert baby. He is always observing Gibson, anxious to one day be his partner in crime.
Here's Gibson @3months old. Lennox has a lot more hair, and darker features.
I can't believe how time has flown since this picture was taken. sigh.
Gpa & Gma Jones out to lunch with us @ QC Olive Mill
(Sheryl is a huge help as I adjust to the rough newborn sleep schedule)
And I turned 27 this year. Q surprised me with SYTYCD Season 7 live tour tickets! My cabin fever officially broke! My friend Heather got to be my date and Brooke treated me to dinner before the show. These girls are true friends, both of these ladies share the same misfortune in seeing me half naked hooked up to my breast pump. Not a pretty sight.
Heather is pensive during the contemporary pieces. She was such a fun date I hope she knows that. I've always thought that she should try out for the show. As should Lacy Chaffee, that's right I singled you out Lace, you Season 5 winner look-a-like & dance-a-like!
Phoenix was the very last stop of their tour so the dancers broke away from the outlined performance which was way fun and they did a lot more ad lib.
Favorite dance of the night, hands down the disco routine by choreographer Doriana Sanchez. The disco routines for the show are insane, I do believe you have to be superhuman to perform them, and if you are noticing the dancers here not wearing much, they in fact are not. Poor Billy Bell, he did not have the same shirtless effect as my Season 7 fave...
ROBERT! AHHH! SO HOT!
And now that we have come to the picture of the disco ball, we have just about come full circle with this post. So those of you who aren't birth story junkies, you may stop reading here (X)

Lennox was due to arrive the 17th. Since I don't dig the thought of a numb, chemical labor, I got a bit nervous as I sailed past the 17th with zero contractions. All the way up to Monday the 20th I worked, doing massage, Pilates, yoga, swimming. My friend Jen Lindsay gave me a massage about 11am that morning. Around 2pm I had my first round of contractions- finally!
Around 3pm they got a bit heavier and I decided my errands were over for the day, no more driving, and called Q to give the heads up.
Around 4 my sister Jazz came over to see if she could help with anything, so she mopped my floor. When Q got home we all played Sequence and other card games to kill some time.
Around 6:00 I started to pack my hospital bag.
We got in the car and headed to the hospital @ 7.
Quinton was nearly choked to death @ 7:10 when he chose to take one lane, under construction, 25mph side streets instead of the freeway.
I checked in @ 7:30pm
As I walked into my delivery room, my water broke.
About 8:30pm I finished taking a shower and my Dr. came in as I weathered some on & off back labor.
9:30 pm my fever broke and I could literally hear within the walls of my body, what sounded like my sacrum and hip bones splinter as my baby dropped into position.

Go-time!

Pushing began, I naturally got a few restful breaks, told Quinton to just ShutUp! even though he hadn't said anything and then @ 9:51 Lennox was out and in my arms.

10pm delivered my placenta, which oddly enough is my favorite part because it feels fantastic and I am already holding my baby. Although the placenta is an odd looking organ and most are disgusted by it, I am so grateful and amazed by it. I don't think it's fair that it gets hucked in the trash so soon, alas it is the only organ in the body that has a birth, a life, and a death. In addition to my tangent on placenta trivia, the placenta is made up of 50% of the mother's cells and 50% of the baby's cells. A basic understanding of organ donation will confirm that it's a miracle that the body doesn't reject the organ or the baby it's nourishing.
Well there's my seasonal post. And that's my birth story and I'm sticking to it.