Hoping to get back at it

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(Photos taken by Annette Newcomer @ Sugar Crumbs Photography)

Well, it has been over a year since my last post…our 5th son was by far my hardest pregnancy…but he is 6 months now and right now I am feeling great…so I am hoping to get back into the swing of things…I really have no one direction I want my blog to go in…ADD much ;-)…I am hoping to post on the following things…

  1. Continue on our Faith journey with our boys and other big events in our life
  2. Homeschooling
  3. My goals to get out from all our stuff, mostly mine and the boys
  4. To share about my books that I hope to get through and read and right a review on
  5. Share in my boys’ athletic accomplishments
  6. Home making tips and maybe a few recipes

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So coming up soon will be fun posts about our newest son Sean, his birth story and Baptism…a review on my favorite homeschool curriculum…the state of all our stuff and what I am doing to get out from under it…a review on Official Guide to Colonial Williamsburg…my mom gave me this book they bought it back in the 80s when I was in elementary school…It is copy righted 1985…I think it should be a fun read and may require a field trip 🙂 updates on my boys in both gymnastics and our newest sport, Irish Step Dance!!…and how I keep the laundry monster from taking over in a family of 7 all …even with two in cloth diapers…

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Our fifth baby boy…Sean Francis

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Up to this point all of my pregnancies had been the same…other than being tired a lot and needing to eat more to not feel light headed, they really were all easy…and pretty much the same…the only big differences were Jacob was 21.5 inches, the other three were all 19…Patrick was 5 14, the other all three were on the bigger side of 7…Robert had an average head, there others were 13.5-14.5…and Mikey was a C-section after 3 very easy deliveries…Well Sean decided he didn’t want to be like his big brothers, and until he was born, even after being told a few times he was a boy, we weren’t totally sold on it…even with the Ham family track record of 3 sons and 9 grandsons before him, with NO GIRLS!!  I wasn’t willing to bet on it, but because he was so different I wasn’t fully convinced either…

The first half of the pregnancy was so hard that for the first time I had to take medicine for morning sickness…it wasn’t until I was about 6 months pregnant that I finally no longer needed it…just in time to find out I had gestational diabetes (also a first)…Another first was at his 20 week appointment when we had hoped to find out if he was a boy or girl, he had the umbilical cord in the way (his brothers all made it clear they were boys)…one thing that was the same was that due to the diabetes I got lots of pictures (though his hand covered his face in almost every single one, and the umbilical cord was in the way for 75% of them) just like his brothers…

Due to my C-section with Mikey we were really hoping for a VBAC and I found a very VBAC supportive Dr…the diabetes caused kind of a glitch in that normally they induce at 39 weeks, but because induction causes strong contractions much faster, it can cause old scars to rupture, so that bought me another week…

I forgot to mention, his due date was the day after our oldest 13 birthday (he did not want to share)…Early on the morning of the 24th I started having tightening, it wasn’t insanely painful, but did wake me a lot…because I had been induced with 3 of my first 4 before going into labor, we decided to go to the hospital just to make sure…I was not in active labor and was still at a 1-2 (where I always stay for about a month)…well things changed quickly…early Wed morning (my son’s birthday, the day before my due date), the contractions got extremely painful…my boys were awesome and would come hold my hand about every ten minutes…eventually we decided I should head it…so our friend came and got the boys to take them to our last homeschool bowling day and Alex and I headed to the hospital…

Normally a quick drive ended up longer (naturally when one is in labor), the road we normally take was closed due to a deadly accident…so we had to go around…when we got to the hospital you have to register then, (no preregistering, a first)…as soon as I told them I was 39 weeks and 6 days, they told Alex he would register me, I was going straight back to labor and delivery…when I was checked I was already a 5…due to my track record and the fact that at all my ultra sounds I was told his head was average, we were confident that he would be born within a few hours, especially was I got my epidural…

So not long after Alex joined me I was taken from triage into my labor and delivery room…I do not remember why, but it took a while to get my epidural…but I did eventually get it…and in true Sean fashion of not doing anything like his brothers, once I got it mid afternoon, but labor actually slowed down (my other boys it sped up)…they ended up giving me a small amount of Pitocin to help it along, but not the normal amount due to my past C-section…

With my other boys I was able to rest and even sleep once I had my happy drugs, but not with Sean…I had not slept well in three days, and it wasn’t until about 2am that I was finally ready to push…at first I could barely keep my eyes opened, but he seemed to be progressing…the Dr thought his head was coming down through the birth canal…but after a while we realized he was just swelling some, but not fitting…then his heart rate started to drop…the doc said she would give me one last push…but then my contractions started to spread out, so I did not get that chance, and was told I would have to have a second C-section…

I was disappointed that I would not get my VBAC and did cry, but my Dr told me I did great and I did not fail…so at about 3:30 am on the 26th our 5th son was born…when I heard him cry I did ask, “is it still a boy?”…and it obviously was…they did find that half my first C-section had some bad scarring (I had a hard recovery there), so took a little more time to close me up…Sean was screaming until they put him in Alex’s arms…then he just calmed right up…eventually they took him to the nursery where they checked his blood sugar due to my gestational diabetes…his was extremely low, so with our permission his first feeding was formula to get his numbers up…(thankfully he followed after his brothers and was an awesome nurser and that bottle and the prolonged time before getting to nurse for the first time did not affect him at all)…

I also got a fever in the middle of my labor and they had to give me some antibiotics and because of that they had to monitor him more closely and give him antibiotics too after birth…because of this he stayed in the NICU even though he was full term 7lb 14 oz and 21 inches long…this was actually nice because I was able to rest and they brought him to me when he would wake to nurse…

By Sat he was discharged from the NICU and we went home on Sunday…The boys all absolutely love their baby brother…even Mikey, who didn’t seem to fond of having one while I was pregnant…they still fight over who gets to sit next to him in the car or at church 🙂

I absolutely love my baby boy and don’t need no stinking girl (though I wouldn’t complain if God gave us one, or another boy actually 😉 )…  10615376_10205490768486221_7236218492371070615_n

Our brand new baby boy…

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With Mommy, Daddy, and just hanging out in the hospital…

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Meeting a couple of my big brothers (not sure why there aren’t pictures of the oldest two)

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Even the kitty loves him…she is like a second mama sometimes…

PS why we chose Sean Francis…Sean is after my younger brother, and Francis is after a few people…I guess the most obvious would be the Pope (who I saw on Thurs!!), St Francis of Assisi, a Catholic military Priest that has recently been canonized, and my classmate who passed away in 2012 while serving over seas, Capt. Francis Dee Imlay (USAF)