It's about time...

Well, I tried to let me my wife get on here and update this thing but we could be waiting a while for that. Anyway, Matthew Jr. is doing awesome and so is Momma. Matthew is growing like a weed and seems to be doing something new and cute everyday.For those who don't know I will tell you the story of the labor process. Our original appointment for induction was delayed due to overscheduling which was a little disappointing but we waited 9 months for him to get here...what's another 3 days? We went in the morning of December 22 for induction and the doctor did his thing to get the party started. Melissa was comfortable with the occasional hard contraction. Matthew's heart rate was being monitored by a sensor on Melissa's belly and there was a little concern about his heart rate. Apparently every time Melissa had a contraction, Matthew's heart rate would drop. This went on for about an hour or two. Finally the doctor came in and looked at the computer and told us that Melissa was about 10 hours away from being ready to deliver and he was concerned about putting Matthew through that much stress. We discussed that the best option was a C-section and from there everything was a blur. The nurse brought me a goofy jumpsuit that was just tight enough for me to worry about an wardrobe malfunction but luckily nothing busted out. Melissa was wheeled back to a bright room and given many...many drugs. By the time I was allowed to come into the room she was drooling on herself. The whole crew did a great job and really took care of Melissa. When Matthew arrived I checked to make sure of all was normal right off the bat. Melissa would not let go of my hand to go see Matthew while they were cleaning him up and putting her back together but I suppose that was where I needed to be anyway. When we finally got to hold our son for the first time it was the greatest feeling in the world. He was so TINY...6 pounds even and 20 inches long! He was tall and skinny...not exactly what I was picturing for me and Melissa's kid.I expected him to come out with a beer gut and a slice of pizza! We stayed in the hospital for a couple of days and went home on Christmas Eve to send some time together. I can't tell you how well Melissa did thru the whole process. She never once complained about any pain or had an attitude with me or the nurses. She was an angel from start to finish which pretty much accounts for her entire pregnancy. She is Wonderwoman as far I'm concerned. Matthew has been healthy ever since and is as laid back as his Mother...thank the Lord. Unfortunately, Melissa has been having some abdonminal pain lately and finally went to the doctor last week. They told her she has gall stones and has to go see another doctor and talk to a surgeon about taking out her gall bladder. Hopefully we can get that knocked out asap so Melissa can get back to feeling normal. I have to take this oppurtunity to thank all the people that have been giving us gifts, advise and support since we became pregnant. This would be ALOT harder for us without you and we thank you. I will post some pictures so you can see the little guy...

By the way...I am currently trying to come up with a nickname for Matthew to avoid confusion. So far I've been calling him "Bum" because all he does is lay around the house, sleep, drink and pee on himself. If you have any suggestions we definetly welcome them. Until then he will be known as Bum Morris.

Counting down the hours...

Well, it's official...I am going in to be induced at 8 am in the morning. I am absolutely stoked! Matt and I are so anxious to hold our precious baby boy. I thought this day would never come. We've had a great weekend. Last night, we went to see a movie, "Four Christmas's"...hilarious! And tonight we went out to enjoy our last dinner out together as a married couple, without a baby. Although, we would have liked to have him here by now, he's been worth the wait. Surprisingly, I'm not very nervous about tomorrow...yet. It will either hit me when I try to go to sleep tonight or maybe not until tomorrow. Either way, we are both very excited and cannot wait to bring Matthew into the world. Hopefully, I'll have pics to post very soon!

Well, I'm totally bummed!!!

well, i went to the doc today and i have dilated, but now he can't induce me tomorrow b/c the hospital is overbooked with inductions and non-scheduled labors. they moved it to mon at 8am. pretty disappointing, but i guess these things aren't meant to be planned out. i just hope he'll come on his own before monday. to top it off, if i happen to go into labor thursday or friday, my doc said i should probably go to baptist women's hospital instead of st. francis, where we were supposed to go. i realize things happen for a reason. we are just so ready for him to be here!

Just wanted to share...

All four of our nieces played soccer this Fall. Madeline, Hannah, and Bella played for Hope Church and Taylor played for her school, Saint Louis. This is such a great picture. I'm just missing one of Madeline, age 10. Hannah is 7 and Taylor and Bella are both 6.






Also, my best friend Rachel, took her two daughters to see Santa last week...adorable! Addison is 3 1/2 and Savannah is almost 5 months.

It's about time!!!

Considering it has been months since I've posted anything, I should probably catch you all up on the latest...
We are officially counting down the days until the arrival of Matthew Jr. I am 39 weeks and due in 4 days. I do want to say how blessed I feel to have had such an easy going pregnancy and my loving husband has been so supportive through it all. I just went to the doctor this past Thursday...my belly is measuring 36 cm, I've gained 13 lbs to date, and my cervix is soft/thin, but I haven't dilated. Here's a funny bit. At my previous visit, I was asking my doctor about being induced if I go past my due date. I want to have him before Christmas. When I went to my last visit, the doctor said he remembered us talking about being induced and he thought he promised to induce me on Thursday 12/18, but forgot to schedule the induction. So, he frantically scheduled us for 6:30 am on Thursday, 12/18. When I told him he didn't promise me that and we had only discussed our options, we decided to keep the appointment since he went through the trouble of scheduling it. I will go back to see him on Wed 12/17....if I have dilated, he will induce me on Thurs, if I have not, he will push it to the following Monday. Either way, he'll be here soon!!! I do believe Matthew should come when he is ready, which is why I'm not at all worried about being induced because I know that my doctor will not induce me unless he truly feels I am ready. Dr. Wilson seems to think that I won't even have to be induced. He said that sometimes just scheduling an induction is enough to go into labor on your own. We shall see!
Here's my most recent belly pic...

Matt and I are both so anxious for Matthew to be here already. At my appointment two weeks ago, Matt was crossing his fingers that I hadn't dilated yet. But, at my appointment the other day, we were both crossing our fingers that I have dilated. We are so ready for him to get here. My last day of work was Friday, so now we wait...

Matt Sr.'s Thought Of The Day

I have realized that I am counting down the holidays that I am going to be celebrating as a kid...without a kid. I am actually excited that I will not be able to fully enjoy the holiday's from now on because, frankly, I have not truely enjoyed a holiday since I was 16. Not that I haven't appreciated the time that I spend with my family during the year, but I am starting to realize why my Dad would go hunting every Thanksgiving. It's not that he did not want to spend time with us, he just wanted to get away from the chaos for a bit to enjoy his own holiday for a couple of hours. If you give me the choice of Thanksgiving preparation at the Morris household or a nice round of golf...I will not be a hard decision. I am the first to admit that spending time with my family is a great experience, but it's a shame that these visits are mostly under the pretense of a holiday. I miss the times when I was a kid when everyone sat at the dinner table and cracked on each other non stop while complaining about my Mother's tuna helper.
If I sound like a Scrooge...it's because I am. But maybe this year's Christmas present will change my perception on the holidays. I have been pretty good this year so I am anticipating the greatest gift I could ever ask for...

By the way...

We have finally decided to name our son Matthew Christopher Morris, Jr. It's official! Since Matt goes by Matt, we'll call the little one Matthew. It's up to him if he wants to go by Matt when he gets older. Then, there will be a Big Matt and a Little Matt, I guess. But, let me just say that Matt hates the nickname Matty, so we won't call him that for short. So, I guess it's just Matthew. But, that's just fine. "Matthew" doesn't need a nickname.