Birth story haikus!

Baby #6, ready for football season.

I still haven’t found the hundreds of hours I’d need to chronicle the entire saga of the pregnancy, birth, and NICU stay of baby #6, and I have no idea when I will, so that means it’s time to do some more birth story haikus! It’s been over two years since the last round, so I’m sure there will be plenty of new stories to share. I’ll go ahead and make my post a theme of “pregnancies gone horribly awry,” and include my second pregnancy, when I got a deep vein thrombosis. (A quick recap for new readers:... Read More

Never say never, and other thoughts on having more kids

Some folks have asked if my doctors are putting pressure on me not to have more children. I usually respond with a sound like hoooooo-ho-ho-hooooo (which is not supposed to be a sound like what Santa says, but rather a hearty laugh to indicate, YOU HAVE NO IDEA). The doctors have said this before, when I was diagnosed with the clotting disorder after getting a deep vein thrombosis during my second pregnancy, but, luckily for my third, fourth, fifth, and sixth children, I knew that they weren’t that serious when they said, “You seriously... Read More

Some updates, and five amazing books to make you feel better about your crazy life

We’re home! The baby is doing very well, my health is great, and the kids are thrilled to have a baby in the house again. It’s been a little crazy though (by “a little” I mean “A LOT”). I’ve spent the past few days pondering whether it’s having six kids under nine or just having two under two that’s making everything feel so overwhelming. I’m thinking it’s the latter. I’d developed a dangerous overconfidence since we had a newborn as recently as summer 2011. “This’ll... Read More

Coming home

Great news: The baby is on track to come home late Thursday night! We’re thrilled. We still don’t understand what caused the tearing in his lungs when he was first born; the doctors think it was either underdeveloped lungs (which would be weird since we induced past the 38 week mark) or pneumonia or both. He spent a week with tubes in both sides of his chest to release excess air that was building up in his chest cavity. In addition to our concerns about his health, these tubes meant that nobody could hold him. Seeing my baby crying... Read More