Monday, March 16, 2009

Lincoln Asa Nobmann






On March 1st, 2009, we welcomed Lincoln Asa Nobmann into our family. This now makes boy number three. A friend once made the comment that when he and his wife had their third, this required the switch from man-to-man to zone defense.

Unfortunately, since we were already losing to the two boys, I fear the consequences of "Team Offspring" now taking advantage of always having one man wide open in the paint. We may need to impose the mercy rule--also known as "Pixar."

Mother and baby are doing fine, which is not to say the delivery was routine. We arrived at the hospital at 10 AM Sunday morning and the nurse said Katherine was already at a nine. Since she was already so close, and not in much pain, she passed on the epidural and they broke her water. After a couple of hours, the baby had still not engaged. The doctor came to check on Katherine and, eyes wide, said, "this is a big baby!"

Katherine started pushing, and after a few sets of pushes, the baby's head would come down, but not stay down. The doctor again commented on the size of the baby and said a c-section may be necessary. As a last resort, the doctor suggested Pitocin. This baby was not coming out any time soon.

Katherine then got an epidural, and started on the Pitocin. After about an hour, the baby was engaged and the pushing began again. Shortly, the head was out, but the shoulders were stuck. There are four options to try to remove such a baby, and ours was out after three of the four. Step four would have involved the doctor reaching in and breaking the shoulder bone.

Occasionally, even option four is unsuccessful. When this happens, the doctor tucks the already-emerged head under, and pushes it back inside. Yes, back inside. An emergency c-section is then performed. Fortunately, Lincoln only required the first three options, as somehow my amazing, petite Katherine was able to deliver our 8 lb 12 oz "Lincoln Log."

Notwithstanding the delivery drama, Lincoln has been an absolute dream baby. We have to wake him up at night to feed him, and have often laid him down when he is tired, but still awake, only to have him fall asleep on his own. We are absolutely floored. We would have been less surprised if he'd come home and cleaned the bathrooms.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

the funny things they say...

February in Texas is more like mid spring is everywhere else, except we still get our share of Winter's colds and flus. We've had it pretty easy on the sickness front since coming to Texas' warm climate, but of course occasionally someone gets a cold, and obligingly passes it along to the rest of the family. So, from the germ factory that a public elementary school is, Harrison brought home a cold recently, and Asher's had it this last week or so.

He woke mom in the middle of the night a few days back, saying, "I'm stuck, Mommy. I'm stuck." I said, "What do you mean, Asher? To which he continued to lament in his half awake stage that he was "stuck." Finally, I woke up enough to realize he meant he needed some help blowing his nose- poor little guy. Last night he came in and woke up Sean, saying, "I'm gonna 'splode, Daddy! I'm gonna 'splode!" Which once again was a request for help with a 2:00 a.m. nose blowing.

And Harrison told me on the way home from soccer practice this week (which was a little chilly and got his nose running) that there was a "waterfall of boogies coming out of his face."

Though colds don't make our list of favorite things, some of these comments sure have. We wish all of you health as Winter closes, and if not that, a few choice phrases to laugh about!

Sunday, February 15, 2009

brothers are the best











Harrison and Asher are the best of friends... or not. As with lots of siblings, there's not much middle ground. They're learning to take good care of each other, and Valentine's Day is not the only day at our house when "I love you" notes are made for each other...those days do a mother's heart good...

living life at the top of your lungs








Harrison's our little fireball- full of intensity and energy. He's delightfully spirited, and has found great joy in lots of sports this last year. He's on a small soccor team coached by a dad in the ward; and loves to spin out out on his big wheel or play football whenever dad or Asher are game.


Asher means Happy







As many of you know, Asher means happy in Hebrew, and the name fits. Asher' s content to do projects- like making mud pies- playing in the leaves- or decorating a gingerbread house- for long stretches of time. He's full of "I love you's" and we adore him.



preschool







Katherine's been teaching preschool with a few other moms in the ward. We rotate through weeks- and we ended up getting the Thanksgiving party. I helped the kids make their own little pies, and they helped me with some of the other foods for our feast. This is a picture of our little Native Americans and Piligrims.






SNOW IN HOUSTON


So, funny thing about hurricanes, I guess they do something funky to the humidity for the season following, and can actually be a catalyst for snow. Yeah, snow. One of the highlights of the Christmas season this year was a snowstorm in mid December. It was tons of fun!