casey jane

Happy Easter to all!  Noah got a great little Easter basket from his Bibi… Below is a pic.

Most of all, today we celebrate Christ’s resurrection.  I can’t wait until Noah will understand… He was delivered over to death for our sins and was raised to life for our justification. Romans 4:25

Noah's First Easter

A couple of updated photos… he’s already looking more like a toddler than a baby!  He is almost 12 weeks old.  SHEESH!!

Just some updated photos…  :)

Us

The Mayhalls visit

My son whispering in Zoe's ear!

All hyped up for his walk at the park

How could you ever resist this face?!

Daddy is the expert swaddler!

Hello all!  Just a quick update… We are doing well with our little one.  He is getting so big!  He is almost 7 weeks old now and weighs a little over 10 lbs.  He is smiling a lot, but I don’t have any pics of that yet.  He has stone gray/blue eyes.  Though some nights are still rough, he is typically sleeping 5.5-6.5 hours.  Hallelujah!  So mommy now feels somewhat normal most days.  Here are some updated pics of (who we call) Stinker Bean…  :)

While I was pregnant Jason would sing to Noah through my belly button.  He wondered if Noah would recognize his voice once he was outside the womb.  Well, we are currently up at 2:15 am, just finishing a rather long, brand-new parent type of nursing session.  He nursed really well this time, which is good, since we leave the hospital tomorrow.  Jason is about to take Noah back to the nursery but wanted to calm his crying first, so he started singing to him (not for the first time since he’s been out).  Noah LOVES his daddy. Every time Jason talks and, especially when he sings, Noah immediately quits crying and just stares at him. Even though nursing hurts like crazy, I don’t know that I’ve ever experienced a sweeter moment than this one.

I am finally getting around to telling our story!…

Jason & I got to the hospital a little before midnight on Sunday.  We spent some time praying and talking and crying (me, of course), and then went in.  By 1 a.m. I was all “hooked up” and ready to go.  I started contracting around 4 a.m., and Dr Parker broke my water at 6:45.  Contractions got quite a bit harder at that point, as I was dilated to a 4.  I told the nurse I would be ready for the epidural fairly soon, and she told me she would ask for it, but that it would probably be an hour.  Well, 15 minutes later, I was already getting it.  It was wonderful!  It gave me the shakes for a while, but VERY small price to pay.   Around 10 am or so, Dr Parker was expressing concern for Noah’s heart rate, which was dropping during contractions.  Apparently he was compressing the cord.  Doc tried to reposition me a couple of times and watch the monitor off and on for about an hour.  Around 11 a.m. he told us that we needed to deliver Noah by c-section, because he didn’t want to risk the health of the baby.  I was quickly prepped and in the surgery room in no time.  Noah was born at 11:42 a.m.

I will never forget the anticipation as I lay on that surgical table.  I could tell they were getting close to having him out and then… he let out a cry!  The whole experience was beyond surreal.

He is picture-perfect.  Deep blue eyes (for now, at least), light brown wavy-ish hair, long fingers and toes, and a button nose.  He’s been great so far – very alert, very curious and observant.  He’s a bit of stinker at nursing, but he’s getting it more & more each time we try.

Jason & I are so grateful for all of you – tons of prayers, messages, and encouragement.  There is so much I’d like to say, but I think I’ve fallen asleep 15 times trying to get this post done.  Morphine will do it to ya!

Love to all, the THREE Pettetts 

If you look to the right of your computer screen, you will see a little blue elephant counting down the days until my due date.  Hmmm…. does anyone else think he looks like he’s going off the page? His left ear isn’t whole.  Right now it says 40 weeks and 4 days.  I remember telling MANY people that I absolutely would have Noah before Thanksgiving.  It’s one of those moments where you wish you would’ve kept your mouth shut.  I’m excellent at trying to control my life, and God is excellent at reminding me that I’d better not do that!  Anyway, three days or less and the elephant will be going BYE BYE.  Thank you, Lord, for teaching me patience… even when it hurts.  Literally.

What do you do when you’re almost 41 weeks pregnant and sick of reading, watching TV, and looking for Christmas presents online?  You bake!  Get out the ingredients, bowls & measuring cups.  Then drag a stool into the kitchen and sit at the counter to do the mixing (because standing for more than 5 minutes HURTS!). This morning I decided to bake pumpkin muffins.  For some reason I bought about 6 cans of pumpkin, so I’m trying to use it up!  I found this recipe, and it’s on the healthier side – which I love.  Whole wheat flour and no butter.  The one thing I might do differently next time is add pecans or dark chocolate chips to make them a little sweeter.  I just thought I’d share the recipe in case you’re wanting to use up your pumpkin as well… hope you enjoy them.

If your birthday is coming up or you think you might get clothes for Christmas, I would advise that you cut the price tags off before you wear them.  It’s NOT cool to keep them on.  At a birthday lunch today with my friends from Sherman, Pam decided to sport her price tag in the armpit of her spankin’ new green hoodie. To all of our delight, she was quite embarrassed (She deserved it!  She thrives on making fun of the rest of us!).  Anyway, we got a good laugh and thought it was blog-worthy.  Love you, Pammie.  :)