• Nate got to spend our 4-year wedding anniversary weekend (August 1st to the 5th) at an accounting conference in Annaheim, California while I stayed home with heartburn. We planned to celebrate the following weekend and, all indigestion aside, I was glad that Nate could get work done and catch up with colleagues in such a nice location with much more delightful weather than we’d been experiencing. Also delightful? Being married to Nate. It has been a good 4 years going on 5 now, and I know that the best is still yet to be.
• According to my calendar, Friday the 9th was busy. I had a doctor appointment in the morning before the pre-dry wall meeting down at our house. My dad was kind enough to accompany us for all of our construction meetings – the construction process would’ve been an even bigger challenge/headache if he hadn’t have been there to help us. Here are some house progress shots from sometime in August:
…We spent the afternoon of the 9th at Nate’s office on campus to finish setting it up, then we checked into the same hotel on the River Walk in San Antonio where we stayed the first night of our honeymoon. This time we had Maisy and another baby on the way, so we reminisced about the changes and milestones of our first 4 years as a family. We took a River Walk boat ride, then we crashed in the hotel – we were unfortunately more tired than Maisy, which isn’t uncommon. The next morning before heading back north, we went swimming at the hotel and then stopped at the outlets for some new home furnishing shopping. It was Nate’s turn to plan our anniversary activity, and he did good. Here’s a blurry pic of Maisy wearing her overnight pack around the halls of Nate’s building at TX State:
• On August 16th, I was 38 weeks pregnant and 4cm dilated. Maisy was a week and a half late so I wasn’t holding my breath for an early baby, but the doctor advised me to get ready for him. I took her advice and used the weekend to wash baby clothes, set up the bassinet, and pack a hospital bag so we’d be ready whenever baby boy came. I think we had decided by then to name him Quincy Russell. Oh the pressure of naming human offspring! Nate started working on campus Monday, August 19th even though classes didn’t start until the following week. We frequently commented and laughed about how crazy it was to do a new job, new baby, and new house all at the same time. I guess “Get ‘er done!” could be considered a motto of ours for 2013.
• August 22nd was Nate’s 33rd birthday. He had a softball game after work, we ate dinner at Vert’s (his favorite), and the Steeds joined us for brownies (another favorite) and icecream. We noted the fact that Maisy was due on my birthday and that Quincy was due around Nate’s. Q ended up letting Nate keep his own birthday, crashing Tara’s b-day instead. Laney and Sheppy had been in town for the week, but they missed Quincy by one day. Here’s how Q’s arrival went down… On Friday the 23rd, I had a doctor appointment in the morning before an office lunch meeting that it became necessary to excuse myself from. When the doctor checked me, she said I was walking around 6cm dilated and if I left and went into active labor, I might not (likely wouldn’t) make it back to the hospital in time. So, I called Nate and asked if he thought it sounded like a good time to have a baby. I walked from the doctor’s office over to the hospital through the long hallway that connects them, I checked in by myself, and I waited for Nate to get there. It was a very different experience from when we arrived at the hospital for Maisy’s delivery because when we got to the maternity ward then, I practically fell out of the wheelchair to cry through a contraction on all fours on the floor. This time, after a few pretty peaceful hours, Quincy was born a week before his “due date.” It went quicker even than we anticipated it might, so my mom didn’t make it to the delivery room until a few minutes after Q came. The nurses said there were ladies in the maternity ward who’d been in labor since the night before, but Quincy was the first baby delivered that day. It truly happened like a dream for me, and I was immensely grateful.
• We spent the weekend getting to know Quincy and introducing him to family, then I took a week and a half off work to recuperate and adjust to having a new little person need me 24/7. My mom went to Utah for the week to help Kenzie move back to BYU. I missed her while she was gone and also Nate while he was at work, but I focused on reveling in the intimate, surprisingly still time to snuggle my new baby and help Maisy start acclimating to life with a baby brother. And so we three became four!