Saturday, September 30, 2006

Monster birth story - with pictures!

So, I bet everyone was a little surprised to read Hedda and Cary’s posts about Nolan’s arrival. You probably came here to read me whining about my big 3 weeks on bedrest. Instead, you read that monster was here! Here’s what happened:

Sunday night I was starting to have contractions, again. I didn’t think much about it to begin with. I had been having contractions on and off for weeks. I decided just to relax for awhile and see what happened. About an hour later I told Cary it was time to start tracking the contractions. Resting wasn’t making them go away. I started writing down every contraction. There was no pattern. I would have 2 or 3 every 10 minutes, then one about 7 minutes later, then nothing for 30 minutes. I decided to go to bed and hope the contractions would go away with some sleep. They didn’t go away and they still didn’t have a pattern.

Monday morning I called my sister and asked her what I should do (although I knew what I should do). She said to call my doctor. I called my OB. They asked me to call my perinat because the OB doesn’t have an ultrasound tech on Mondays. I called my perinat. They called my OB. My OB called me back and said they wanted me to go the doctor’s office for observation.

I took a shower, got dressed, grabbed my bag just in case, and Cary took me to the doctor. They hooked me up to a monitor and saw that I was having contractions (duh!). My doctor checked me out. I had dilated more - to about 2 to 3 centimeters. The cerclage was starting to stretch. My OB sent me to the hospital to have the cerclage taken out and for monitoring.

We finally got to the hospital and checked in to a room at 2:30ish Monday afternoon. Around 3:45, the doctor came to see me. She said she was going to take the cerclage out and see what happened. Her goal was for me to make it until 37 weeks. I begged her to just go ahead and do a c-section. She said she couldn’t. She wanted to do everything to try to keep monster in until 37 weeks. I gave in and said Ok to getting the stitch out and seeing what happened. Then, she started to try to remove the stitch. (My perinat apparently did a really good job with the stitch - the Ob couldn’t get it out.) While my OB was getting ready to get my stitch out, my water broke. My doctor looked at me and said “You’re getting your wish. You’re having a c-section. Today. Now.” I was shocked and scared and excited and nervous and not ready!

After I first got to the hospital - before the pain got really bad!

After the doctor left, there was a constant flow of nurses in and out of the room getting me ready for surgery. They brought Cary scrubs to change in to. The contractions were starting to get very strong. And they now had a pattern – every 2 to 3 minutes. The pain was turning me evil. I was starting to grow horns. I wanted pain meds!!

Cary ready for the c-section. Just after this picture was taken, I had a contraction and squeezed Cary's hand until his fingers turned white.

They finished getting me ready for surgery, wheeled me into the OR, and finally drugged me. The doctor started by trying to get the cerclage out again. She still couldn’t get it out and monster was coming – and the stitch was ripping my cervix. She decided it was time to get monster out and worry about the stitch later.

In the OR - after they gave me the epidural. I wasn't feeling any pain.

At some point, Cary joined me in the OR. Just before they pulled monster out, they told Cary he could peek over the sheet to see the baby get pulled out. Cary peeked. I heard a couple of little squeaks and then a big cry. I looked at Cary. He had a huge smile on his face and tears in his eyes.

Nolan's first picture. The nurse holding Nolan is one of Caleb's ex-NICU nurses. She would stop by and talk to Caleb and me all the time.

Cary went to the other end of the OR to see our new son while they finished up with me. There was a nurse at me head telling me everything they where doing to the new baby. She kept saying “he looks great.” “He is very pink.” “His APGARs are 8 and 9.” (Caleb’s were 4 and 8.) She told me the NICU team was looking at him. (They automatically go to all pre-term deliveries and c-sections with complications, like a breech baby.) Then she told me the NICU team was done. He was healthy and didn’t need to go to the NICU. A few minutes later, Cary came back to my head with our baby in his arms. I asked him if he wanted to go with the name we had talked about. He said yes. (He later told me that while he was on the other end of the OR with the NICU, he had already told them his name was Nolan Cary – before talking to me. He was very glad that I agreed to the name.)

Nolan in Cary's arms for the first time.

After a few minutes, Cary had to give Nolan back to the nurses so they could take him to the nursery. Cary went to tell our families that Nolan was here and healthy and I went to recovery. After 1 hour, they moved me to my room. Soon after I got settled in, they brought Nolan to the room. Then, I was able to hold Nolan for the first time. A few hours later, we sent him to the nursery so we could sleep!

The first time I was able to hold Nolan.

Everything happened so fast. We got to the hospital at 2:30pm and Nolan was born at 5:59pm.

2 days later, Cary took Nolan and me home. It was great to finally get to take a baby home.

Going home.

I remember people telling me that having a baby after a loss is different. They were right. There is no other way to describe it. It is just different. So many things we have done with Nolan we didn’t get to do with Caleb. And there are many things we did we Caleb that we will never do with Nolan.

Nolan was 5 pounds and 18” long at birth. He is now close to 6 pounds and 19” long. His new nickname is piglet. He eats so much!

Other pictures:

Just before I got to the room, someone from the hospital came around with a snack tray. Cary wasn't sure what I would want, so the snack lady gave him one of everything! This is about 1/2 of the snacks.

My mom took these pictures of Nolan while he was in the nursery.

Getting ready for his hospital picture.

Even when he is being a monster he is still incredibly cute!

Go Falcons!

Monday, September 25, 2006

bath time!

Nolan's cord stumb feel off last night. So, today he got his first tub bath.

Check out the giant formula belly.

(The birth story and pictures are coming. They are almost ready!)

In a few years Nolan is going to hate me for posting this picture.

Thursday, September 14, 2006


We decided to use modern technology and Cary took a bunch of pictures on his cell phone. The problem: we have no clue how to get them off his phone!

Here is one my sister took:

Nolan's hospital picture is up on The access code is 211 04450.

I will post the pictures Cary took and a birth story as soon as we figure out how to work his phone!

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

We're home!

All three of us are home!

Nolan gets more handsome by the second!

It was an exciting car ride home. Nolan did great. He slept the whole ride.

Will post more later… It’s time for bed.


Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Oh Boy!!!

Hello friends,

We are just now starting to wrap up our exciting past 2 days.
I will start with the important facts first.

We have plenty of pictures and will share them when the 3 of us get settled home.

Elizabeth gave birth to our beautiful son Nolan Cary Locke at 5:59 pm Monday night.
Nolan weighed 5 pounds on the button and measured 18 inches in length.
He checked out healthy in the nursery after birth, and spent the night in our room. We will take him home with us once Gwinnett Medical gives Elizabeth the ok to go home.
Elizabeth is feeling very little pain thanks to the great drugs (painkillers) the hospital is giving her. She is more uncomfortable (grumpy) then any thing. Completely understandable!

Nolan is a very handsome boy who does look like his father. I can say this until we put pictures on the site. Then I will lose out to his cuteness.

Elizabeth did such a great job watching after herself and was aware of everything that was waiting for us around each corner. Thank you for the communication from our families and all our friends helping us turn our fears into excitement. Your words prayers and actions have helped Elizabeth so much through this pregnancy.
Thank you every one for the help you gave and keeping Elizabeth’s thoughts positive.

We love and thank all of you so much, and welcome you to visit Nolan in the future. Just please call first and bring food.


It's a boy!!!!!

I apologize for being late with this. Elizabeth said her hubby was going to do this last night.

Nolan Cary was born last night at 5:59 by c-section. The stinker wouldn't flip and was still breech.

He weighed 5 pounds even and was 18 inches long.

Mom and baby are doing fine.

Guest posted by Hedda

Friday, September 08, 2006

too bored to blog

This bed rest thing is getting old fast. The shows on TV have already started repeating. I've read 1/2 of the giant stack of magazines Rachel and Heather brought me. I finished a word search book and sudoku book. I have other books to read, but I don't want to! I want to do housework! Can you believe that? I'm so bored that I want to do housework?

Nothing has changed in the past few days. Monster's still breech. I'm still stuck on the couch. My cervix is slowly starting to go. I'm still having some contraction. Fluids still on the low side, but not low enough to worry. I'm so ready for monster to be out! I want to keep him in until Tuesday, when he will be 35+ weeks by both doctors. After that, I'm going to have a little talk with him. It will be time for him to come out.

Babies are crazy. You beg them to stay in, but when it is ok for them to come out, they won't.

Today is Cary's birthday. He is now the big 3-1. Rachel picked him up a card for me and she made him a cake. I've been slowly frosting it. (I cheat and stand up to frost it, so I'm doing it a little at a time.) His birthday present should be here any day now. He said he didn't mind that it will be late. Oops! I told him I could ask my doctor for permission to go out to eat for his birthday, but he likes me stuck on the couch. He freaks out when I push my bed rest. He would really freak out if he knew I was breaking my restrictions by standing up to frost his cake. I think he would rather me be in the hospital so some one would be watching me and monster all day.

Today on one of the baby shows on TV, the lady used visualization to get her breech baby to flip. Maybe I should I try that on monster. Flip! Flip! Flip! Nothing...

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

I escaped!

I spent ½ the day out of the house! Heather came over and took me to my 2 doctors’ appointments. After the doctors, I talked her into eating at Chili’s. Then, I came back home and went back to the couch.

The doctors went well. They have given up on monster flipping (watch him flip now). Monster is now 4 ½ pounds. He is measuring in the 32% for his gestational age.

The OB said she doubts I will make it until October. My cervix has started to dilate and monster has dropped. I’m 35 weeks by the OB due date. Caleb’s doctor told me that babies born after 35 weeks don’t necessarily go to the NICU!

The perinat said they normally take the cerclage out at about 36/37 weeks, but since it looks like I will have a c-section, they will take it out while I’m drugged from the c-section. They didn’t schedule my c-section, instead I added low fluid to my list of high riskness. Monster’s fluid is measuring the tiniest bit on the low side. The doctor wants me to stay on bed rest. Something about circulation is better lying down. I’m 34 weeks, 1 day by the perinat due date.

Now both doctors now want to see me every week. (I will be to escape the couch once a week! Twice next week – perinat on Tuesday and OB on Wednesday)

Now that the contractions have eased up some, I want to try to keep monster in one more week so he will be 35+ weeks by both doctors. Then, I’m done with this pregnancy thing. The contractions, the bed rest, the head in my ribs – I’m ready to meet the little trouble maker.

Cary’s birthday is Friday. I asked him what he wanted he said he just wanted this year to be over. Since he turned 30, I went to the hospital in pre-term labor, I had Caleb 13 weeks and 1 day early, we found out we were having another baby, we started getting ready for Caleb to finally come home, Caleb died, and I went into pre-term labor with monster. No wonder he wants 30 over with. (He also wants the new Madden NFL playstation game –he is a 10-year-old stuck in the body of an almost 31-year-old.) 31 will be better for him. (hee hee, he’s old!)