Underestimating my size, I thought I could shimmy through the door, I was wrong
A little addition to our family...
So it has been a little while since we have written in our blog (not that we are regular writers anyways) because we have been a little busy. We've tried to pack as many life changing events into the smallest time span possible. First and foremost Keane Merrick Rigdon joined our family on June 13th at 12:04 am. He weighed 7 pounds and 13 ounces and was 21 inches long, for those of you who keep track of such things.
Stuck on the ground, Andrew refusing to help me up until he took a picture, 8.5 months pregnant, note Andrew's shoe
Now, a lot of people give the whole labor story, but I will take into consideration your feelings and your attention span and give you the important details while trying not to give you T.M.I. Keane was due June 12, we did not know the gender before he was born. This is because my dad and I made a bet that we would not be able to wait to find out the baby's gender until the birth. He promised to pay us....a sizeable sum of money....if we waited to find out. My dear father thought we would not take him up on this offer, apparently he forgot how poor we are. ANY-WHAYS
June 12 early morning: Contractions, go to the doctor for my routine checkup, they tell me it won't be for a could days
My last doc's visit, due date, having a stress test where they listen to baby's heart beat for like....ever. I spent most of the last month in this arm-over-my-head position to encourage baby to GET OUT FROM UNDER MY RIBS
June 12 afternoon water breaks, go for a walk, go to Wal-Mart for something to do, eat a quesadilla, more contractions; June 12, 7pm, call the hospital and find out there is only one room left with a bathtub so go to the hospital June 12 at 7:15pm
Last picture, exactly 9 months pregnant, due date June 12, 2012, just before being admitted
Our "Disneyland" picture (thanks to Lauren Lloyd, now Fuller, for this idea), Andrew didn't like this one cause his "midriff" was showing
So we took this one as well..
More contractions, worse contractions, pushing, more pushing, more pushing, Keane came, happy, healthy and unmedicated.
Now, let me say something: everyone says you immediately forget about the pain when you see your baby and hold him or her in your arms. Folks, I still have not forgotten about the pain. The oxytocin did NOT give me warm fuzzies and make it so I could run, jump and dance the moment Keane was born. I love this boy, but I also have a very clear memory of everything that happened.The Pain is why people look so haggard after it's all over.
We were SO lucky in the fact that I (obviously) was done working, and Andrew was done with school. For two weeks we got to stay home together and get to know Keane and prepare ourselves for the next big adventure. Andrew's Mom was there for a couple days, then my Mom came out and was with us for awhile. Let me tell you something, for the first week my mom took Keane during the night except when I needed to feed him, BEST THING EVER. We got to sleep!
Papa and the Boy
We then decided it would be a good idea to move across the country with a 2 week old. That means that in the two weeks before the move (aka the first two weeks of Keane's life), we had to try and pack up our house and get ready to move to Columbus, Ohio. My parents offered from the moment we thought we might be moving, to help us pack and move out to Ohio. We took three days to get from Fort Collins to Columbus and a full train of people came with us: Mom, Dad, Sister Bekka, Grandma, Andrew, Brittney and Keane.
Now we are here, we are getting settled, Andrew has started his job. After two days at work he had to go to Pittsburgh (about 3 hrs. away) for one week for a training program for his job. Luckily, Bekka stayed here and so I had her and SHE watched Keane during the night so I could sleep, because if I was by myself the entire week I might have died.
So now we have had a few "REAL" weeks. Andrew working, Keane and me at home, no Moms, no Bekkas, no family. Maybe they could come back?
In the end (or the beginning?) Andrew and I decided, Hey, if we are going to make one drastic change in our lives, why not just change EVERYTHING? And so, I quit my job, had a baby, Andrew graduated, got a job, and we moved across the country to a state and city that neither of us have ever been to and know nothing about, farther away from our families and people we know and love. We both love a good adventure and we figured this is going to be one major adventure!