Saturday, June 26, 2010

Sugar Coma

Last night we took Corbyn to get his first snow cone.


And After...

We didn't get a picture of the sugar high that occurred between these two pictures. You know before he crashed.

He spent the rest of the night like this while we watched The Aristocats.

What did we do for entertainment before we had him?
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1 Week Older and Wiser Too!

For Corby's 1 week birthday on Thursday, I made him this "cake". I am a huge fan of cake/cookie batter, but I couldn't have any when I was pregnant because of the raw eggs. Really this was just my excuse to make something, so I could have some batter.

I can't believe our little guy is over a week old!

Happy birthday Corby!
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Friday, June 25, 2010


Everyone says that big babies are good sleepers and they are right. Corby sleeps like a champ! Rog is always telling me I need to take naps during the day, but I sleep so well at night I don't really feel like I need to sleep during the day.

Some of our favorite sleep pictures...

Emily gave me this awesome SwaddleMe blanket and Corbyn loves it. I just have to wrap him up in it, lay him down, and he puts himself to sleep. It makes my nights so much easier! Thank you Emily!!

For now Corbyn is sleeping in our room in his Pack n' Play. Aren't the monkeys so cute?

Rog is very insistent that Corbyn gets his tummy time. Mostly he just turns his head to the side and starts to fall asleep. Other times it makes him mad. I guess it just depends on how alert he is at the moment.

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Thursday, June 24, 2010

Corbyn meets the Riries

My family drove up the morning after Corbyn was born to meet their first grandson/nephew.



Uncle Jared

My mom has been staying with us this past week to help out. They are driving back to St. George tomorrow, so it will be just me and Corby while Rog is at work. Kinda scary, but I think we'll survive.
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Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Corbyn's Arrival

Ok, the long-awaited post is finally here. Corbyn is finally off the lights and is eating much better. He is such a happier baby now that he is over his Jaundice. Life is good.

As this blog is my journal, I wrote all of the details, so I won’t forget anything. I love reading birth stories, but I understand that everyone may not want to know all the gory details. So read this at your own risk. I’m sorry if you don’t think something is appropriate to share. So with that disclaimer, here is the story.
On Wednesday, June 16th, I had an appointment at 2:40 pm with Dr. Wolsey. He said that I was ready to deliver and scheduled an induction for Monday, June 21st, just in case I hadn’t gone into labor by then. He would have scheduled it earlier, but that was the soonest he was on call. He stripped my membranes again. By 5:00 pm I was having some contractions and by 7:00 pm they were a lot more painful and pretty regular. We decided to go to the hospital even though we thought they might send us home. I was dilated to a 2 and an hour later I was still dilated to a 2, so of course they sent us home.
We were getting ready for bed when suddenly my contractions moved to my back and became extremely painful. I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep, so I went downstairs to watch some Gilmore Girls. As I was lying there, I felt a pop and then a gush of fluid. I went to the bathroom and confirmed that yes, my water had broken. I called to Rog and we hurried to get everything together and ready to go again. We had the same nurse as before and she said that she thought we might be back because my water felt tight. We got checked into our room about 11:30 pm and I immediately requested my epidural. By 2:00 am I was dilated to a 6 and by 3:45 am I was dilated to a 10. I couldn’t believe how fast I had dilated.
There was a girl in the room next door that was having some sort of an emergency situation, so all the nurses and doctors were in her room. We had to wait around until someone could come help me start pushing. At 4:15 am a nurse finally came in and got me started. At this point we decided to kind of let my epidural start to wear off, so I could feel where to push. This turned out to be a bad idea because at 7:00 am I was still pushing, I was exhausted, and my back was KILLING me.I didn’t think I could do it on my own anymore, so I started asking for the doctor to come in and help me.
7:00 am just so happened to be the time when the doctors switched. Dr. Thorpe was the one there, but Dr. Broberg was switching with him. So it took awhile for him to get in my room. He came in around 7:15 am and instead of helping me with forceps or the vacuum, he started getting everything ready because he could tell I was pretty close. Finally at 7:23 am after getting one shoulder semi-stuck, Corbyn was born.
Dr. Broberg’s reaction was priceless, he was like, “Wow, he’s heavy.” Corbyn needed a little help starting to breathe, so the NICU team was called in. They got him going and then they weighed him. No one could believe that I had delivered a 10-pound baby, without any help (other than the epidural), and with minimal tearing. I didn't have gestational diabetes or anything that would have led us to believe I would have such a big baby, so we were all shocked.
(My dad doesn't think I should post this picture, but it's my proof that he did indeed weigh 10 pounds.)
They let me hold him for probably 30 seconds and then they took him to the NICU to give him some medicine to help open up the vessels in his lungs. Compared to all the little babies in the NICU, he was huge! They called him the NICU Elephant. Rog went with him while I got cleaned up and then they wheeled me in to see him for a minute.
After being checked out in the regular nursery and having his circumcision, I finally got to hold him again. It is so unreal that he is actually here and that he is ours. We love our little boy!

Sunday, June 20, 2010


I promise I'm still working on the birth story post. This whole breastfeeding thing is a lot more frustrating and time-consuming than I anticipated. I knew it would be hard, but wow. I get so stressed out counting wet and poppy diapers and wondering if they are the right color.

Here are a few pictures from today to hold you over. Corby has thinned out a lot. I think he had a lot of extra water weight when he was born. He is looking very handsome.

We found out today that our poor baby has jaundice, so he is hanging out in a tanning bed. I know he'll be ok, but I hate seeing him like that.

Happy father's day to all the dads out there! Rog was very excited to get to be a dad today. Corby gave him a cute book called, "Just Like Daddy." It's a board book that Rog can read to him.
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Thursday, June 17, 2010


Corbyn Roger Phillips
born 6/17/2010 at 7:23 am
10 lbs, 21 inches

We are loving our little baby (who really isn't very little)! Birth story coming soon.
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Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Baby Quilt

When I took Corbyn's quilt to be machine quilted, they told me it would be 4 weeks before I got it back. That would have been June 18th which is also Corbyn's due date. They said they would let her know when his due date was and maybe she'd have it done sooner. I didn't really care at that point because I figured he would be born weeks before his due date anyway (curse my mom for having all her babies early and getting my hopes up). They called me last week to say it was ready, so I went to get it. It sat untouched for almost a week, but Sunday I found the motivation to get it done. I made the binding (from scratch) which actually wasn't as hard as I thought it would be - just a whole lot of ironing. Then I sewed it to the front and started the process of hand stitching the back. And now it is done!

Here's the front.

And the back. The green stripe down the middle is the same fabric as the green on the front. I have no idea why it looks so drastically different in this picture.

Now if Corbyn was waiting for his quilt to be done to make his arrival, he has no excuses. I have an appointment tomorrow, so we'll see what the doctor says about getting him here... We're crossing our fingers he will induce me before Father's Day even though that is before the 41 weeks they usually induce at.
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Saturday, June 12, 2010

39 Weeks

Ok, really this had better be the last pregnant picture I take. My mom has been bugging me for a current one, so here it is.

We just got back from finally buying a few nursing bras. I have been putting it off mostly because I didn't know where to go or what I wanted. Now I just have those projects to finish and a quilt to put the binding on. Those aren't essential and I have no motivation to do anything other than have a baby - too bad Corbyn has other plans. Even Rog is getting impatient for him to come.

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Friday, June 11, 2010

Flashback Friday

No baby yet. :( I was having contractions all night long and from 6 - 8 this morning they were coming every 5 minutes. They were a little painful, but not enough that we thought we could justify going to the hospital without worrying they'd send us home. So we went on a walk and when we got back I took a shower. And then NOTHING. They were gone. So lame! Maybe they'll start up again and I'll have him tomorrow (which I would love because 12 is my favorite number), but I'm not too hopeful right now.

Once I was a cheerleader. And I could do a back handspring. Sometimes I can't even believe that myself. Granted it was the ugliest back handspring you've ever seen, but I could do it. It took me all of my sophomore and junior years of high school to get it down and to get up the courage to do it without a spot. I have this picture and a video from Nationals to prove it. I'm in the back on the left.

Right now I can barely waddle around and 6 years ago I could do a back handspring.

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Thursday, June 10, 2010

I should have taken a before picture

Yesterday I finally got around to organizing my craft room. It is not decorated, but for now I am just happy it is organized. Now all of the rooms in my house are organized and everything is where it belongs.

I had my 39 week appointment today and it went much better than I was anticipating. I am dialated 1.5 cm (almost 2). And without me even asking the doctor offered to strip my membranes. Everyone pray that it will work! After the appointment I did a few errands including dropping off Rog's diploma to be framed (custom framing is 60% off this week at Michaels if anyone is interested.) As I was leaving each store a lot of people told me to have a good day. I kept thinking that it was pretty funny how my definition of a good day today includes lots of painful contractions that send me to the hospital.

If there is no Flashback Friday tomorrow, you can assume I am having my baby!
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