Just came home to water the flowers, grab a bite to eat, and drop a quick note. I'll keep it short:
Jack is great, Abby is great, Cynthia is great, the future for Jack...great.
I will post more (much much more, and photos too), but not for a couple of days as I help out at the hospital.
Thanks all of you. At the risk of sounding cheesy, we love you all.
Thank God.
J-L
Friday, May 23, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
May 22nd
So, here it is. Jack's birthday. I have to admit, back on January 10th I never thought we'd make it this far. But, in about 15 minutes we head off to drop our excited daughter (she's having a SLEEPOVER at Auntie Hedder and Uncle Cel's!) off and then we head off to the hospital. And we're equal parts excited and scared and deliriously happy.
And if I type more than that I'll likely start crying and these days it's hard for me to stop so I'd best keep this unemotional. There will be enough time for crying later.
Thank you so much for all your prayers. I have been completely overwhelmed by the amount of people who have taken the time out to visit this blog on a regular basis. We will definitely keep the blog updated as our adventure continues.
In the meantime, there's something I want to ask of you. (Besides continued prayer today.) I'm wondering if you wouldn't mind putting a postcard in the mail to us. I think it would be a very cool addition to Jack's memory box. I know there are a whole lot of you that have been reading this blog anonymously and that's fine, I read lots that way too. And frankly, if you don't know what to write that's fine too. Seriously, all you have to do is find a postcard from your city/state/province or whatever and put our names on it and send it off. You don't even need to sign it if you don't want to. Here's the address:
Cynthia Plett or J-L Laurendeau
221-294B BELIVEAU RD
WINNIPEG MB
R2M 1T4
For those of you who think I'm ridiculously unsafe for putting my address out on the internet, don't worry. That's not our address. Frankly, it's not even the address of anyone we know. Tricky, hey?
So, could you do that for us? Even if you live in the same city or we see you almost every week - I just think someday it would be nice to tell Jack about all the thoughts and prayers that people were sending our way from all over the world.
Thank you. And now, we're off. Hopefully the next time I do this it will be one-handed typing.
And if I type more than that I'll likely start crying and these days it's hard for me to stop so I'd best keep this unemotional. There will be enough time for crying later.
Thank you so much for all your prayers. I have been completely overwhelmed by the amount of people who have taken the time out to visit this blog on a regular basis. We will definitely keep the blog updated as our adventure continues.
In the meantime, there's something I want to ask of you. (Besides continued prayer today.) I'm wondering if you wouldn't mind putting a postcard in the mail to us. I think it would be a very cool addition to Jack's memory box. I know there are a whole lot of you that have been reading this blog anonymously and that's fine, I read lots that way too. And frankly, if you don't know what to write that's fine too. Seriously, all you have to do is find a postcard from your city/state/province or whatever and put our names on it and send it off. You don't even need to sign it if you don't want to. Here's the address:
Cynthia Plett or J-L Laurendeau
221-294B BELIVEAU RD
WINNIPEG MB
R2M 1T4
For those of you who think I'm ridiculously unsafe for putting my address out on the internet, don't worry. That's not our address. Frankly, it's not even the address of anyone we know. Tricky, hey?
So, could you do that for us? Even if you live in the same city or we see you almost every week - I just think someday it would be nice to tell Jack about all the thoughts and prayers that people were sending our way from all over the world.
Thank you. And now, we're off. Hopefully the next time I do this it will be one-handed typing.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
In thinking about tomorrow
Today might prove to be the very fastest day ever at the same time as being the very slowest.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Week 38 - The Last One, and a few random thoughts
Well, today was it. Our last ultrasound EVER. But before that, we had the PAC (pre-assessment clinic) with a nurse to fill us in on what to expect next week (next week, holy cow!). Where to check in, where the surgery will be, where the recovery room is, etc. All the fun stuff. For those of you that know me, I am a planner, so knowing more details about the c-section was very good.
The ultrasound. Nurse L was back, and it was very good to have her do the last ultrasound; it wouldn't feel right if someone else did it. Jack is really good, and quite big. Our boy hit the 8 lb. mark, and has these crazy big cheeks. His heart and blood flow are great. In fact, Doctor C even mentioned the chance that Jack may not need to go into either the NICU or T1 (intermediate care) after his birth, that he may actually be able to stay in Cynthia's room AND may be able to come home with us when Cynthia is released from the hospital. I have to say a tear rolled down my cheek as I thought of Jack being able to sleep with his Mommy his first night. But again, there are no guarantees, but it sure does seem promising.
It sunk in today as we were discussing the surgery with the nurse; we are having another baby. A boy. A son to carry on my family name. A boy named after his Pepere. You have no idea how proud that makes me. It never really mattered to me about having a boy until we found out that Jack was, well, Jack. Believe me, I would have been over the moon with another girl, but this is really cool on a whole other level.
I am so proud of Cynthia. This pregnancy has not been easy on her, for many reasons. But she has been so strong throughout it that I can't help but sing her praise. Moodge, once again, thank you for making me a father, and for enduring two very difficult pregnancies. You are the best.
We will talk again soon. Thanks for stopping by, we appreciate it.
J-L
The ultrasound. Nurse L was back, and it was very good to have her do the last ultrasound; it wouldn't feel right if someone else did it. Jack is really good, and quite big. Our boy hit the 8 lb. mark, and has these crazy big cheeks. His heart and blood flow are great. In fact, Doctor C even mentioned the chance that Jack may not need to go into either the NICU or T1 (intermediate care) after his birth, that he may actually be able to stay in Cynthia's room AND may be able to come home with us when Cynthia is released from the hospital. I have to say a tear rolled down my cheek as I thought of Jack being able to sleep with his Mommy his first night. But again, there are no guarantees, but it sure does seem promising.
It sunk in today as we were discussing the surgery with the nurse; we are having another baby. A boy. A son to carry on my family name. A boy named after his Pepere. You have no idea how proud that makes me. It never really mattered to me about having a boy until we found out that Jack was, well, Jack. Believe me, I would have been over the moon with another girl, but this is really cool on a whole other level.
I am so proud of Cynthia. This pregnancy has not been easy on her, for many reasons. But she has been so strong throughout it that I can't help but sing her praise. Moodge, once again, thank you for making me a father, and for enduring two very difficult pregnancies. You are the best.
We will talk again soon. Thanks for stopping by, we appreciate it.
J-L
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
We are down to single digits!
Yikes!
Random thought that occurred to me last night as I tossed and turned: You know that ad on tv where they show how the bed partner won't feel the other person's movements? And they prove it with the glass of wine and the person jumping? I'd like to see it redone with a 9-month pregnant woman trying to turn over in bed. I bet you they'd be cleaning up wine faster than you can say "bowling ball mattress".
Random thought that occurred to me last night as I tossed and turned: You know that ad on tv where they show how the bed partner won't feel the other person's movements? And they prove it with the glass of wine and the person jumping? I'd like to see it redone with a 9-month pregnant woman trying to turn over in bed. I bet you they'd be cleaning up wine faster than you can say "bowling ball mattress".
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Week 37 - And then there was one
We had the second to last ultrasound this afternoon, and all is well. Jack now weighs 7 lbs 8 oz., and is still breech, but moving like crazy and causing his Mommy to lose her breath more and more. In fact, Doctor C. didn't even talk about TH today, which is definitely a first for us. Our fantastic Nurse L. was away sick, and while her replacement was a nice enough lady, she was no L. We really missed her today. She has become an integral part of all this, and all for the right reasons. We hope she is back for next week.
Doctor K and Doctor C will be in and out of the hospital over the next 14 days. For a planner like me, this is a little disconcerting, because I need to know how things will unfold (will we make it to the 22nd, will both doctors be there, etc.). But alas, there is nothing I can do; no answers once again. It still bothers me to not have any answers to my 7 million questions, so we'll just have to wait and see, again.
Next Thursday is our PAC (pre-admission clinic) for the surgery and the aforementioned last ultrasound. I can't believe that 17+ weeks have passed since we found out about TH. And now, in 2 weeks we will get to meet our little boy. We. Can't. Wait.
I have to say it again; thanks so much for your prayers and positive thoughts. We are grateful for them and for you.
J-L
Doctor K and Doctor C will be in and out of the hospital over the next 14 days. For a planner like me, this is a little disconcerting, because I need to know how things will unfold (will we make it to the 22nd, will both doctors be there, etc.). But alas, there is nothing I can do; no answers once again. It still bothers me to not have any answers to my 7 million questions, so we'll just have to wait and see, again.
Next Thursday is our PAC (pre-admission clinic) for the surgery and the aforementioned last ultrasound. I can't believe that 17+ weeks have passed since we found out about TH. And now, in 2 weeks we will get to meet our little boy. We. Can't. Wait.
I have to say it again; thanks so much for your prayers and positive thoughts. We are grateful for them and for you.
J-L
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
16 more days
Did you know that a hamster's gestation period is 16 days? I'm not saying I'd LIKE for ours to be that small (how would you possibly get mentally prepared?) but I'm not so sure that I'm crazy about 266 days either. (Although, I know, it could be worse: elephants? Around 645 days. Ugh.)
And thus concludes your science lesson for today.
And thus concludes your science lesson for today.
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