Saturday, November 30, 2013

Week Two!

George playing peek-a-boo with William

William two weeks old!




Me and my sweet baby boy! Love him so much!!!!

Three hours in Dublin

From what I saw, Dublin is an amazing city and we could have spent three days exploring it...which I hope to do at some point. However, last week, when William was only eight days old, we had the opportunity to explore Dublin for three whole hours.

With our relocation package, we decided to purchase all of what we currently own from IKEA. In Ireland the only IKEA is located in Dublin, and they do not allow online orders. So to purchase one must go to the store, which is a three hour drive from our home in Cork. Because of this long drive, we have only been to IKEA once and at that point we purchased all of our furniture. We were unable to get everything because IKEA didn't have all that we wanted in stock, like the chairs to our dinning room table. We have been checking online several times a week to see when they'd be in stock but they never were. Luckily we have some great friends here in Cork, and they have family who live in Dublin only ten minutes away from IKEA. So they were kind enough to go there and pick up four chairs for us when they finally came in stock when William was just eight days old. So we all jumped in the minivan and we headed to Dublin. After our three hour drive there, we only had three hours to explore Dublin, then we had to pick up the chairs from our friend's sister's house, and then we had to run to IKEA before it closed to make some returns and pick up a few more items since we were in town.

I was very proud of myself, eight days after having my third c-section, I was walking up and down the streets of Dublin. It was so much fun to see this beautiful city, and I cannot wait to go back when I am feeling better. I would like to spend three or four days there. There are lots of beautiful shops and designer stores to visit and explore, good food, chocolate shops, and cafés, and the historic buildings and monuments worth a longer look. I have no idea what streets I walked down or what I really saw because it's all kind of a blur, but we did see some of Trinity College built in 1592, some beautiful city office buildings, etc.

Trinity College established in 1592
Crossing from the Shopping Centre to Stephen's Green in Dublin

Lots of people out shopping in Dublin
Grafton Street Dublin

Thursday, November 21, 2013

William Everest Nelson! One Week Old Today.

The name: William Everest Nelson. 

I love the name William. I think it is a good strong boy's name that matches his brothers Gregory and George. My great-grandma was named Wilma after her father William. I'm sure as I learn more family history, there will be lots of great people named William in our family tree. I loved my great-grandma, she was a very kind, good women, and it makes me happy that there is a family member that I remember with a connection to William's names. Both Gregory and George have very close family connections, so that was important to me. I love the name Everest as well. Everest is his middle name. Stan was the one who thought of this name. Mt. Everest is obviously where this name comes from. The mountain was named after a Colonel Sir George Everest who apparently didn't want the mountain named after him because "Everest could not be written in Hindi nor pronounced by 'the native of India.' " 

Photo of William taken within the first hours of birth.


The Hospital: Cork University Maternity Hospital.

Overall, the hospital care was excellent. I went to the hospital a few times before my delivery to clinic appointments. Here I spent hours waiting to be seen my midwives, ultrasound techs, and doctors. I'd arrive and pick up a number. When my number was called I'd go in with a midwife and she would take my blood pressure, urine sample, take blood if needed. Then I'd go back into the giant waiting room and wait and wait until someone else called my number, until finally I was called to see the doctor. After seeing the doctor, I would make my next appointment and then go home.

Holding William Everest for the first time just moments after birth.
Stan holding William for the first time.
The week of my surgery I went to the clinic and waited again for a similar process. My blood was taken and I had to sign a bunch of paperwork and was instructed what to do. That was on Tuesday, then on Thursday the big day arrived. I woke up at 5 AM, I couldn't sleep so I decided to just get up and start getting ready. It was good because it took me a long time to get all ready to go. Stan and I left the house a little before 7 and headed to the hospital. After arriving we were sent up to the third floor and put into a private room and I got dressed for surgery. They even had me wear long stocking to help prevent blog clots. After about two hours in that room, we were called downstairs to where the surgery would be preformed. This is where my anxiety began. I think we waited for 90 minutes, but it felt like days. Finally it was my turn. Stan could not come in until my spinal block was given.  So here I was alone in a "theatre" or operation room with a bunch of doctors with awesome Irish accents. The Irish speak fast. I hardly understand them as it is, and I honestly had to ask everyone to repeat themselves over and over again, but the anesthesiologist I could understand. That was nice.

Still in the operation room after he has been cleaned up a bit.
I especially loved the anesthesiologist. He was an experienced doctor that really calmed me down. I admit that I was very scared. I always get scared as I'm getting ready for c-sections. He started by giving me my IV. He injected something that did sting a bit so that the large IV that he needed to put in wouldn't hurt. I appreciated this. I hate IVs and honestly, this one went in very well with little pain. He talked me through each step and other than shaking a little through the whole process it didn't hurt too much at all. I was so relieved that my spinal block was in and that baby William would be here soon. At this point Stan was let in, and the operation started. Unlike the past two, I had a sense of feeling with this one. There was no pain, but I could feel not only pressure but movement and I felt more apart of the birth process. My hand was on my tummy and when they pulled William out my hand was on his body and I felt him leave and then just moments after they handed me my baby boy! It was a beautiful moment. I was able to hold him and kiss him for a few seconds before he was clean and dry. It was a tender moment for me.

Beautiful Baby William


SO tiny compared to this big hospital bed.



My three boys together at the hospital.

Lots of love and kisses!!!



My Irish boy wearing an American outfit for the day we leave the hospital.

This is the view from my room the day we left.



The CUMH is located in Wilton, the same area as our Church building.
The Recovery:

Recovering from c-sections are hard for me. About 30 minutes after he was born I began to vomit. I had been fasting so there was hardly anything to come up, but whatever was there did come up and it was terrible. I threw up all day just like the last sections. They didn't let me eat or drink anything for obvious reasons, and the next day all I had was water and a piece of toast. So I didn't get food for two days and two nights. I was so so so hungry!


After that my IV was taken out and I got out of bed, took a shower, began walking around... but things got worse. I just got sicker and sicker. They moved me into a private room or as they called it an "isolation room" so I would not get others sick. It was nice to have my own space, but it wasn't fun being so sick. I had the chills and fever so badly that they had to get me back on an IV, my temp was up to 103, and after taking a bunch of blood samples found out that I had an infection most likely from my surgery. I felt rotten for a few days there, but after they started pumping in antibiotics I felt so much better. I'm still taking oral antibiotics and will for another week.

Home with William. I gave Gregory and George a hair cut. First time ever doing it, I think they turned out okay.

William Everest Nelson:

He is literally the perfect baby. I could not dream for a better little boy. He is so sweet and small and quiet. He was 8 lbs 4 ounces and 20 inches long. He was my smallest baby so far, which makes sense why I didn't gain as much weight with this pregnancy.


This photo reminds me of my Dad. I think he looks just like hiim.

William is a great sleeper. He sleeps all night and day. He cries if he's hungry or needs a change, so when he fusses, I make sure to quickly take care of what it is he needs. For the most part he is a sweet, calm, quiet, perfect baby just from heaven. He has brought me so much joy and love. I am so happy that he has chosen to join our family. I cannot believe that I am a mother of three! I always wanted my third baby by age 30 and I made it... three and I am 29! William I love you so much. I am so happy to be your mother!!!










Monday, November 11, 2013

Eleven Eleven... Happy Birthday George!



To start off George's birthday weekend, we visited Blarney Castle. I've already done a post about Blarney when Stan and I visited it early this year. But Blarney was a whole new experience this time because we had Gregory and George with us. They absolutely LOVED it. What boy wouldn't love a castle? We went deep into the caves underneath the castle, and went all the way to the back of the dungeons. That was interesting trying to crawl through uneven rocks, mud, and water puddles being super pregnant (I'm scheduled to deliver baby in three days). I cannot believe people had to live in such harsh, unsanitary conditions. And it wasn't like these people had some fair and unbiased trial. We climbed to the top again, this time making sure to stop off in each room and hallway. Stan has been to Blarney Castle four times, so he acted as our tour guide. He knew all about every room and where to go.

After the castle, we walked around the castle grounds. We found a poisonous garden. Here each of the plants grown were poisonous, and many could kill you if eaten or even touched and inhaled. Children were to be kept under strict supervision. We told Gregory about the dangerous plants, and this gave him ambition to touch and smell every plant he could. He's so funny. We couldn't afford to spend too much time in this garden for obvious reasons. We instead when up on the castle wall and walked across it which gave us a good view of the poisonous garden without being so close :).



When you ask little Georgie when his birthday is, he automatically replies eleven eleven. I love it how easy it is for him to remember his birthday. He was born in 2010, and his age just happens to be the last number of each year. So he was zero in 2010, 1 in 2011, 2 in 2012, and now 3 in 2013 and so on!!!

Today George turned three! What a wonderful three years it has been. George has been a delight since his birth. Such a good baby, and now such a great little boy. His personality is developing and growing, he has a wonderful sense of humor, and he is full of life and excitement. He always has a smile on his face, and he loves his brother Gregory and his Mommy and Daddy. Since we now live in Ireland, we are away from our old friends and family but lucky for us Mom Nelson is here so she was able to celebrate with us this year. Sunday, we invited over two families from our branch who we just love. They have children similar ages as ours, and we all get along so well. We ate a yummy dinner and had plenty of sweets! It was a blast. All the kids played marvelously together upstairs and the adults were able to talk for hours. It was a lot of fun for all. George keeps asking when his next party is, he wants to do it again!

One cute thing that George always says when we ask "why" is "Because I like it" or "I don't like it" These two are the typical responses whenever he is asked a question of why he has chosen or not chosen to do something. So George why do you want to go on a walk, "Because I like it" why don't you want to go to bed, "I don't like it".... he's so cute!

Here are a few photos taken at George's third birthday party!


George is getting ready to blow out his candle! He was able to do this on Sunday (the day of his party), and on Monday (his actual birthday). I think birthdays should be celebrated more than one day of the year. I love birthday weeks or birthday weekends!!!









George just blew out his candle. I love his chocolate lips from the hot coco he drank! Such a handsome young boy!


Best Buddies!




I think this photo is so cute. George is beyond happy with his present!




Gregory and George's grandma made sure that not only did George get some gifts, but that Gregory was included as well. Very Nice!



This was a fun shot. George kicked the ball towards me and I happened to be ready with the camera! George and Gregory want to start playing soccer while living here in Ireland. I believe it's played year round in clubs. After the baby is born, I'll get them both signed up for Irish soccer teams.



George was soooo excited to receive BUCKY, from Jake and the Neverland Pirates. He dances each time he presses the play button and the music goes off.




HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEORGE! We all LOVE you so much! I'm so happy Gregory and George are best friends! In just three days I'll be having another baby boy! I'm so excited for baby to join our family and have two wonderful brothers who will love and take care of him.