5 Weeks Old Tomorrow!

The time is flying by for sure! Everywhere we go, people tell us to enjoy every moment– and we sure are trying! The first few weeks were challenging but we seem to be getting the hang of a few major things about being parents. We have much to learn.
It’s so amazing how much life changes.. OVERNIGHT!
When I pictured being home with her during this time, I pictured long days of a virtually spotless house, a perpetually full and clean baby, and myself all prettied up for when Lance arrives at home… notwithstanding gourmet meals prepared for dinner every night.
Was. I. ever. wrong.
Now, I understand from hearsay that things will get easier, and believe me, they already have in some respects. Lucy is currently quite happy in her swing as I write this.. Two weeks ago, that would have never happened. But she’s growing and changing every day– and as she does, things are slowly getting easier. There are certainly days that I take a shower at 3pm instead of first thing which was formerly my habit. Each day is different with it’s challenges and joys. More joys than challenges. Always more Joys.
But, seriously those of you that have small babies or have had children surely remember the first few months. No? Allow me to remind you. 🙂
I had no idea how fast I could get myself ready from start to finish, leaving out all of the luxuries that before baby, seemed to me to be necessary. Honestly, if I brush my teeth before the sun is high in the sky, it’s a good day. There’s nothing like becoming a mother to make you realize what a bit of a DIVA you were before motherhood. Really. It’s embarrassing to think about it.. but where I usually carried a handbag full of “essentials” and “just in case I need 4 colors of lipgloss..” I now am quite satisfied with chapstick and a check card. Wow. I am learning that I can function on an astoundingly small amount of sleep. I have learned to do almost anything left-handed, (I’ve always wanted to be ambidextrous… little did I know all I had to do was give birth!)
I have learned that if I want to eat, I better do it FAST and planning ahead is essential to my survival.
For example, I should be preparing for her next meal currently instead of writing this.
All kidding aside,
Okay, well… the little one is stirring and mommy’s “alone time” is officially over– thank you all for your patience as this blog’s pace is considerably slower than it used to be! We will work on catching it up!
12 Days old… The many faces of Lucy…
We. are. tired.
Never the less, we wanted to give you a few pictures of our girl and what’s she has been up to these last few days.
She is a pure joy– even when she keeps us up at night. Haha.
Home Sweet Home
We are finally home with our little 5 day-old sweetheart and we could not be happier to be here. The staff at Rex Hospital was simply amazing and they took wonderful care of all three of us– never the less we are so happy to be here in our own little home, as we try to adapt to our brand new life. Things are going well so far– tonight is our first night– so we will let you know how it goes! My mom will be staying with us for a few more days and it’s such a blessing to have her nearby in this time of adjustment. Tonight, she and Lance’s mom cooked us a wonderful home-cooked meal of pot roast and veggies, creamed peas, squash casserole and homemade biscuits– WOW! It was such a welcome change from all the various non-home cooked meals we have had over the last few days and we are so grateful to them for being here for us!
For those of you who don’t know, having Lucy this past Tuesday was a bit of a shock for us! We went to our 39 week Dr’s Appt. and discovered that my blood pressure had sky-rocketed and that I was displaying signs of pre eclampsia. Our Dr. decided it was best to go ahead and take Little Lu by C-section, because she was showing no signs of coming on her own. So– a few hours later, we found ourselves with our little one very quickly on the way!! The Lord watched over us and baby was born at 9:19pm with no problems or complications. Lucy Marie Stuckey weighed 6 lbs. 11 ounces and was 19 3/4 inches long! We stayed at Rex a couple of extra days due to my continued blood pressure issues and thankfully those seem to be getting better. Please continue to pray for us as we get into a good routine and more importantly that we will contiuously praise the Lord for this great and wonderful gift He has given us–(even when we are exhausted in the days to come!) Thank you!
**UPDATE**
Clearly I knew what was shortly ahead of us even as I wrote this post yesterday– our first night at home was a rough one to be sure. We both got about an hour and half of sleep last night. WOW. We know it will get better– and we KNOW it’s well worth it to finally have our girl safely at home.
Little did we know…
A weekend of Celebration!

Actually, Mr. Neander, I could not have said it better myself.
What we’ve been up to…


Ahhh. relaxation galore. (And lots and lots of crab legs.) This marked our last piece of “travel” until after Baby L makes an appearance.

While Mom was in town, we took in a Durham Bulls game. Great fun– although we lost miserably. Oh well.
As much as I’d like today to be a wordless wednesday…
I have too much to say.
Today was eventful.
1. We met our brand new OB Dr. (Yep, that’s right– 4 weeks out and we had to switch doctors.) This happened last week at our regular appt. with our usual Doc. He had some unforeseen circumstances come up and will be unable to deliver us or anyone else in the months of May and June. It’s a shame, because we have really grown to love and respect him. But, aside from my irrational freak out moment in the car on the way home that day, it has turned out okay. He referred us to another Dr. which he knows and trusts and very apologetically sent us on our way.
Today we met the new Dr. and though we haven’t spent the last 8 months getting to know him, I think we are all in good hands. This is just one more thing that has happened completely opposite of what we expected. We continue to say and know that God is in Control.
2. On a slightly silly note, after leaving the Dr. and paying them a whopping sum of not quite expected moo-lah, we were riding home and I’m sorta wondering in the back of my mind… “what else will happen?” My glasses broke. Just broke in two. Oh yeah. Resisting the urge to freak out… (Or was it that I did freak out about us potentially having to shell out more money and Lance calmed me down as he always does?)
Hmmm…
the details are a bit blurry…
Anyway, we stopped in at the Target optical center and the lovely lady there helped us find a pair of frames that would fit my lenses— looked up our insurance, found out the insurance would pay for the bulk of the cost (Thank you, Lord!) and had us on our way in 25 minutes. Now, how’s that for a crisis averted?
3. Somewhere in the middle of all this, while pondering how uncertain the next few months of our lives are– I stopped and thanked the Lord for the amazing blessing of becoming a mother. And as I thought about it– I realized there are a few things I will actually miss about being pregnant. Some serious (I sincerely think I will miss feeling her kicks and movements inside of me,) some silly, some involving ice cream without the guilt… at any rate, I am purposing to thoroughly relish the next 4 weeks.
Once Lucy is in our arms– I know I will revel in holding her, smelling that sweet baby smell (confession: I currently sniff her baby lotion way too often in anxious anticipation.) I know we will just melt hearing her little coo’s and sounds. I know her face will melt my heart as looking into it will reflect not only some of my features but the features of her daddy, whom I love so much. I cannot wait to hold her tiny little pink hands in my own. I ache to see her filling up the space we have made for her, and yet find comfort in knowing that she can stay safely inside my belly for a bit longer.
All weepy ramblings aside, I am loving this. I am loving feeling her little movements and hearing her heartbeat at every appointment. I love the excitement of all of our close family and friends as we await her arrival. I love how the Lord uses her sweet presence to give me amazing comfort as we face uncertainty. She is already bringing us joy and blessing.
Sure, my ankles are swollen and my clothes are forever getting smaller and I get tired at the drop of a hat and I cannot go an hour without a visit to the ladies room and I am feeling bigger and bigger and bigger every day and about a dozen other “interesting” symptoms that come with being pregnant… but the bottom line: I love it.
I could not be more thankful. And how dare I complain anyway? We have been given such an amazing gift in this little one. She seems to be healthy and has been this entire time. What’s more important, we know the Lord gave her to us as a gift and a responsibility.
She is a miracle. We are grateful. We are intimidated to be sure, but grateful. God forbid we ever take this for granted.
5 weeks to go…

He has been so incredibly great this entire pregnancy (well our entire marriage, really) as he has taken such good care of me through every crazy stage. From the morning sickness that lasted waaay to long (oh that fateful New Years’ Eve) to the current state of emotional surprises. “Hormonal Pregnant Rollercoaster– party of one and whomever happens to be standing nearby, please.”
Anyway,
He has been absolutely wonderful. Thank you, babe for all you have done and sometimes not done to make this easier on me.
Thank you for never minding my strange food cravings.
Thank you for never making fun of me for baking a cake at 9:00pm (well not too much fun anyway.)
Thank you for taking time you do not have out of a busy schedule to pitch in around the house and lighten the load.
Thank you for the foot massages, the head scratches and never ever minding when I fell asleep at 7pm on the couch.
Thank you for reminding me to take care of myself and rest.
Thank you for being excited to look at baby clothes every time we go somewhere.
Thank you for making me feel cherished and loved and beautiful– despite how I may think I look.
Thank you for helping me cook dinner and clean up when you have other things to do.
Thank you for singing cheesy Hall & Oates songs to me in the kitchen. (I really didn’t know you could jump that high. Really, hon- you’ve got some moves!)
Thank you for thinking of me far more than I deserve.
Thank you for loving me and this little baby girl and letting us both know it.
I love you so much Babe!
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