<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208728597170193980</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:14:51.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hester's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Katie Hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062839110158160430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SsGE68lZE-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AnkqMRHToJI/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208728597170193980.post-8220431967265344229</id><published>2010-03-13T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T07:30:10.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!!</title><content type='html'>Well, we survived the week!  It was a doozie though.  But, everything looks good.  Brewer just happens to be in the 1% of the population that has unequal pupils, so nothing to worry about!! But, the opthamologist did notice that he is already developing astigmatism.  Oh well, no biggie...just means glasses at some point.  It is so amazing to me that they can tell that so early.  I think kids with glasses are so cute!!  Although, I am sure it is a booger trying to get them to keep them on!!  We will cross that bridge if/when we get there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shilow is now without her uterus!  YAY!! No puppies here!  We have enough on our plate.  Don't want to add any puppies to it.  She did great and we will get her staples taken out next week.  She is still just as hyper/spastic as usual, guess it is not hurting her too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma's teeth looked great and she did such a great job at the dentist! She loves that place and I am so relieved that it is not a struggle to get her there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last appointment was the urologist, and he thinks that Brewer's circumcision needs to be redone.  Boo!!  Not fun.  So April 27th is the date.  They said he was old enough to get liquid lortab...so that makes me feel better!!  I just hate we are having to have it redone.  But better now than later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, next week is Spring Break and we are headed.....drum roll.....NO WHERE!  We will be here all week, but hopefully it will be pretty and we can get out!! I hope all of you who are on Spring Break and going on trips have a great time and be careful :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208728597170193980-8220431967265344229?l=birthingnurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/feeds/8220431967265344229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2010/03/whew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/8220431967265344229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/8220431967265344229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2010/03/whew.html' title='Whew!!'/><author><name>Katie Hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062839110158160430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SsGE68lZE-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AnkqMRHToJI/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208728597170193980.post-5318841520800230839</id><published>2010-03-07T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T18:00:41.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>So, I have been inspired to write on my blog again.  We have a busy week this week...here is what my week looks like--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:00: ballet with Emma&lt;br /&gt;11:15: play date at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;2:00: work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00a:  Shilow to the vet to get spade&lt;br /&gt;9:00a: drop Emma off at MDO&lt;br /&gt;9:45a: appt with eye doctor for Brewer (really ready to get this one over with--his pupils aren't equal and this can be indicative of serious problems or nothing at all. I am sure it is nothing at all, but I will feel better after I know!)&lt;br /&gt;1:00p: pick Emma up&lt;br /&gt;6:00p: small group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00a: pick Shilow up&lt;br /&gt;2:00a: work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00a: drop Brewer off at MDO&lt;br /&gt;9:45a: take Emma to the dentist&lt;br /&gt;1:00p: pick Brewer up from MDO&lt;br /&gt;2:00p: work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00p: drop Emma off at MDO&lt;br /&gt;10:00p: take Brewer to the urologist&lt;br /&gt;1:00p: pick Emma up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on call from 5-11p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEW!  I am going to be exhausted, but the best part is that it will all be done in one week :)  I am sure I will have lots to write about after this week!  Hope you have a great week!  Say a little prayer for me that I make it through without having a nervous breakdown and that I don't forget anything!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208728597170193980-5318841520800230839?l=birthingnurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/feeds/5318841520800230839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-back.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/5318841520800230839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/5318841520800230839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Katie Hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062839110158160430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SsGE68lZE-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AnkqMRHToJI/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208728597170193980.post-3229241780594840060</id><published>2009-11-23T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T19:14:09.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brewer's Check-up</title><content type='html'>We went to Brewer's 6 month check-up today (he is almost 8 months).  We were a little late getting in, but he is 20 pounds and 7 ounces and 28 inches long.  He is in the  75th percentile for weight and height.  However, his head is in the 90th percentile!!  I think that is so funny.  It must be all those brains in there :O) He has always had a big head.  It was a whopping 14 inches around at birth....and I felt every inch :)  Love that sweet boy.  Everything else looked good.  Poor baby had to get SIX shots today.  I felt so bad for him!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208728597170193980-3229241780594840060?l=birthingnurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/feeds/3229241780594840060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/brewers-check-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/3229241780594840060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/3229241780594840060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/brewers-check-up.html' title='Brewer&apos;s Check-up'/><author><name>Katie Hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062839110158160430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SsGE68lZE-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AnkqMRHToJI/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208728597170193980.post-232123753011500584</id><published>2009-11-21T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T07:36:21.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday we dedicated Brewer at church.  Now this is supposed to be a baby dedication, but we were a little late.  I knew we had to hurry up and get it done before he could walk up there.  It was all so nice.  Wilson and Joan drove over from Atlanta and Ms. Wanda and Bug came too.  We all had lunch at Shangra-la, our favorite Chinese restaurant. &lt;br /&gt;I am so glad we got to celebrate dedicating Brewer's life back to the One who gave him to us.  I feel SO blessed to have two happy, healthy children.  They are so much fun and make life so much sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Emma had her Thanksgiving program.  Bobby got to come, which he usually doesn't because of work.  Emma was so proud to have both parents there.  She was so cute up there singing and she knew all the words and motions.  So proud of her!!&lt;br /&gt;Monday Brewer has his 6 month appointment, finally at 7 1/2 months!!  We have had so much trouble getting in.  So, I will give y'all an update on his growth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208728597170193980-232123753011500584?l=birthingnurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/feeds/232123753011500584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/dedication.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/232123753011500584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/232123753011500584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/dedication.html' title='Dedication'/><author><name>Katie Hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062839110158160430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SsGE68lZE-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AnkqMRHToJI/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208728597170193980.post-7941560750473819648</id><published>2009-11-07T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T19:12:04.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish Tales</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to the lake on Friday night to wind down from the week. On Saturday morning we all (My mom, Emma, Brewer, Bobby, and me) loaded up into Bobby's little aluminum boat to go fishing. We were trying to look like real rednecks...and I think we were succeeding.  I did pretty good. I am always so excited when I do better than Bobby does because it irritates him so bad! Emma even helped me reel one in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fish count:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bobby: 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mom: 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Katie: &lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here is a picture of the fish I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;caught&lt;/span&gt; the summer before last (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-Brewer). It was over 8 lbs and so close to beating Bobby's record. I will continue to try!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401562202601901058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SvY0NF5DTAI/AAAAAAAAACA/hJB3kkXjx7s/s320/Fish+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Obviously I am not a real "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fisherwoman&lt;/span&gt;" because I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;touch them, nor do I take them off the hook!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401563789394390770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SvY1pdJ3LvI/AAAAAAAAACI/gJ2VYVIpGCk/s320/IMG_0224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Bobby's (my fish getter-offer--and that is a technical term for those of you who aren't fishers) big fish.  Of course he has some goofy look on his face...as usual!  He doesn't like to smile for the camera :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208728597170193980-7941560750473819648?l=birthingnurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/feeds/7941560750473819648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/fish-tales.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/7941560750473819648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/7941560750473819648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/fish-tales.html' title='Fish Tales'/><author><name>Katie Hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062839110158160430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SsGE68lZE-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AnkqMRHToJI/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SvY0NF5DTAI/AAAAAAAAACA/hJB3kkXjx7s/s72-c/Fish+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208728597170193980.post-7275508541640144104</id><published>2009-11-05T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T11:44:10.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bud</title><content type='html'>Bobby's sweet grandad passed away yesterday doing what he loved to do.  He was getting his deer stand ready for this hunting season and he had a massive heart attack.  He will really be missed.  I hate seeing my husband hurt!!  Bud was a huge part of Bobby's life.  RIP Bud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208728597170193980-7275508541640144104?l=birthingnurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/feeds/7275508541640144104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/bud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/7275508541640144104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/7275508541640144104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/bud.html' title='Bud'/><author><name>Katie Hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062839110158160430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SsGE68lZE-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AnkqMRHToJI/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208728597170193980.post-5826353750579598542</id><published>2009-11-03T12:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:41:25.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had lots of fun trick-or-treating this year with friends!! Here&lt;br /&gt;are some pictures from this October--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SvCgPDtR3qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4OtCIRAhymw/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399992133770927778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SvCgPDtR3qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4OtCIRAhymw/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma and Brewer dressed in the outfits I appliqued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SvCgO_L7meI/AAAAAAAAABw/HRiBP8_qB4c/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399992132557314530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SvCgO_L7meI/AAAAAAAAABw/HRiBP8_qB4c/s320/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma and Brewer about to head to school. I hope they are always this sweet to each other!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SvCgOjGq2UI/AAAAAAAAABo/O1THMdCBb4A/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399992125019052354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SvCgOjGq2UI/AAAAAAAAABo/O1THMdCBb4A/s320/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma scratching her ear just like Shilow does! She was a pink poodle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399992120628705554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SvCgOSv7eRI/AAAAAAAAABg/72rUaX65QLI/s320/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween night. My sweet pink poodle and monkey :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SvCgOFH4WUI/AAAAAAAAABY/WhFA6Z_H0XY/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399992116971067714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SvCgOFH4WUI/AAAAAAAAABY/WhFA6Z_H0XY/s320/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399986420501543042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SvCbCgHteII/AAAAAAAAABQ/XWYBifFviyg/s320/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The Fam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399984083489291970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SvCY6eEkfsI/AAAAAAAAABI/oi-s_AIt_Ck/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brewer and Emma in their chair&lt;/p&gt;We are having so much fun right now!  I am cherishing everyday because I know before long, I will wake up and they will be 18 years old and headed to college!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208728597170193980-5826353750579598542?l=birthingnurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/feeds/5826353750579598542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/5826353750579598542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/5826353750579598542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-fun.html' title='Halloween Fun'/><author><name>Katie Hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062839110158160430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SsGE68lZE-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AnkqMRHToJI/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SvCgPDtR3qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4OtCIRAhymw/s72-c/058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208728597170193980.post-7738605172445511483</id><published>2009-10-30T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:29:55.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brewer's Birth Story</title><content type='html'>To tell Brewer's birth story, I feel like I need to start with Emma's. While I was pregnant with Emma I developed pre-eclampsia. I got put on bedrest at 34 weeks and the increased blood pressure caused me to have be induced at 35.6 weeks. I had an epidural with Emma and was also on magnesium sulfate (a smooth muscle relaxer) to keep me from having seizures from my blood pressure being high. Emma delivered in about 7-8 hours(fairly quickly for a 1st time mommy and especially because the medication I was on is also a medication we use to stop pre-term labor). Since I was on the magnesium, it made Emma very sluggish at delivery and she ended up being a "code pink" since she wasn't breathing initially. My nurse Melissa did a WONDERFUL job getting Emma stimulated and things were already better when the NICU got over there. However, she still was very floppy and had to be taken immediately to the "transition nursery". But, I was very lucky because the brought her over to me as soon an she was looking better and let me nurse. I had never seen them and still haven't seen them do that for anyone else. I was very grateful for that. However, after having Emma, my blood pressure never went back to normal and I have had to be on blood pressure medication since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I got pregnant with Brewer, we knew there was a possibility of the same thing happening. I did very well throughout the pregnancy physically, but I think I drove my OB crazy because I was waiting for the ball to drop! At 35 weeks she put me on bedrest, because she felt like we could prolong the pregnancy by doing this. So, back to the bed I went, which by the way is very hard. My heart goes out to women who do this their whole pregnancy! We decided at 37 weeks it was time to be induced. I was kind of teetering with my blood pressure and we wanted to do this while we had a healthy momma and healthy baby. Very wise decision, because I was hospitalized for pre-eclampsia one week post-partum. Would have been worse if I was still pregnant! However, this was not my dream of delivering. I really wanted to go natural and not to be induced, but Abby and a friend Lorrie had recently done it being induced/augmented. So, they inspired me to try anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the hospital around 6:30 and got into bed. Nina got my IV started and started my antibiotics for GBS protocol. At 7:29 Dr. Tamucci came in and broke my water. Clear fluid (yay!!). She called me 3 cm. At that point Nina started the pitocin, but she "pitted me gently". She increased it very gradually which was very helpful. My youth leaders at my church came in to visit. I had my praise music playing and was feeling very relaxed and talking through the contractions. My husband so kindly invited them to have a seat and read the newspaper. Thanks a lot Bobby! I felt a lot of pressure to entertain them. However, at this point I wasn't hurting just feeling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8:54 Dr Tamucci came back. I asked them to step out because she was going to check me. At that point they decided to leave and come back after the baby came. Dr. Tamucci called me 5/75/-2. I was very excited because it had gone by so fast, but I was starting to get uncomfortable with them, just slightly. I think it was because I felt the need to entertain everyone and couldn't focus on what my body was trying to do. My family had not gotten here yet and I really wanted to see Emma that morning before Brewer arrived. I had a "gift" for her from Brewer. It was a camera, so I wanted her to have it before delivery. My parents arrived close to 10:15 or 10:30. I was definitely feeling discomfort at this time. We visited briefly and we sent them to the waiting room. This is when the real work begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a labor and delivery nurse, I know that everyone checks differently. I "check" similarly to Nina, so I told her "I have to know what I really am." She checked me at 9:43 and called me 5/80/-1. At this point I decided to get up and move around. So, first I tried standing with my head laying on the bed which we had raised up. I was rocking back and forth and Angi (another nurse friend) came in and gave me a hand massage. After that, she left to get some of her work done. We went to the ball and the rocking chair, but I just couldn't get comfortable on those. I felt like the best way for me to relax was to sit in the bed, where I didn't have to support myself. I kept reminding myself to just let my body do what it was supposed to do and not to fight against it. I reminded myself that the pressure I was feeling was Brewer's head moving down in my pelvis, just like it was supposed to. Another friend of mine, Audrey, who teaches hypnobirthing classes, had told me to keep reminding myself of that. She, a lactation nurse, was at work that day and stopped in and out. It was nice to have such great support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10:47, I wanted to know what I was. I was slightly more uncomfortable and really curiosity was getting the better of me. So, Nina checked me. I was 7/90/-1. I decided a position change was in order. Won't do that again!! I got on my hands and knees to see if that would help relieve some of the pressure, but oh no, that is when it started getting hard. I remember starting to breathe and moan through the contractions. At this point I remember getting scared and saying, "I can't do this, I can't do this." My husband and Nina were right there encouraging me and telling me that of course I could. I don't think I opened my eyes from this point until Dr. Tamucci came in for delivery. I flipped back to the position I was in earlier, a left tilt. Was feeling a little better, but definitely wanted to know what I was. Had to be like 8.5 cm, just had to!At 11:06 I started vomiting, I knew I was in transition. "Check me", I told Nina. 7/100/0. WHAT???? No progress. Nina says, "but his head has moved down." Oh great, as an L/D nurse, I know what it means when we say that. When patients aren't doing much and they need a little encouragement. Nina immediately saw my disappointment. She said, "but I can stretch to almost 9 cm." Pretty sure this was a lie, but a lie that I so much needed. I was absolutely panicking. Nina called in some re-enforcements. Angi came to help all of us survive this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were all so encouraging me. Bobby totally surprised me and was so supportive and did just what I needed. (Might I add, I didn't tell Bobby I wanted to go unmedicated until our dinner at the Cheesecake Factory the night before.) They got me wet wash clothes because I was so hot. At this point I wanted to give up. However, Nina (a great L/D nurse) knew it was getting close by my actions. She turned on the warmer and pulled it out (I did not see this, but these are very familiar sounds to me.) This gave me encouragement. I knew we were getting close. She pulled the delivery table in, another good sign. She sat at the end of my bed and talked me through it.....and even laughed at me a little. I am sure I was a sight. We have since talked about that and she said, "Katie, it was either laugh or cry, you were pitiful." She checked me again and I was 8.5/100/0 at 11:35. I was really getting out of control. I asked her to cut the pitocin off, which she did at 11:37.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11:40, I decided, as many do at this point, I wanted my epidural. She tried to talk me out of it, but I told her I was serious. She said okay, and increased my IV fluids in preparation for the epidural. I hear someone knock on a door and say, "Dr. Lewis, I'm here for your boost." Wait a second, that knock is not at my door. He was next door in LDR #11!!!! Oh my goodness, it is going to be longer. Nina checked me at 11:42 and I was 9.5 cm. She told me to sit up so that I could get my epidural. I told her I wasn't sure I wanted it, I really just wanted this over. I think I was crying at this point. She told me that Brewer's head wasn't coming down well with the contractions, so I really needed to sit up to let gravity help us out. I screamed that I couldn't do that. So she said, "just push with your next contraction". I did and it was so painful, but it worked! At 11:45 I was 10/100/+2. I was now feeling the urge to push and pushing, but it hurt so bad. Nina called for Dr. Tamucci. This was another encouragement, I knew it was time. When she got there she said, "why isn't she crowning and in stirrups?" I had mentioned that morning that I was going to try to go unmedicated, but her response was, "okay, well you can get your epidural when you want to." I think a lot of people doubted me. But, with the next contraction, she knew why I wasn't crowning. She heard the screams/grunts. She then realized I didn't have an epidural and quickly got dressed for delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11:53, my beautiful baby boy came into this world. It was great! I had done it. I felt so empowered. I'm not saying I wasn't hurting, but I was so excited! I think even I doubted myself the whole time. Next time, I will know better! I can do it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part about it was that I had asked for my epidural, so Dr. Lewis was right outside my room ready to do my epidural if I decided I wanted it again. So, he heard the screaming and always like to bring it up every time I see him around the unit!! He has told me how great he thought I did and came by to see me the day after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to all of my support through both pregnancies, especially Nina, Melissa, Bobby, Audrey, Angi and many more I know I am forgetting. And to all of those who inspired me: Abby, Shannon, Lorrie, and all of the beautiful natural deliveries I have been privileged to witness! The women I work with and those I take care of never cease to amaze me with their abilities!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208728597170193980-7738605172445511483?l=birthingnurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/feeds/7738605172445511483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/10/brewers-birth-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/7738605172445511483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/7738605172445511483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/10/brewers-birth-story.html' title='Brewer&apos;s Birth Story'/><author><name>Katie Hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062839110158160430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SsGE68lZE-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AnkqMRHToJI/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208728597170193980.post-7318205677160967516</id><published>2009-10-30T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:19:43.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI1NjkzMDM1MzMzMSZwdD*xMjU2OTMwMzc4Mjc2JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz*3NTI5ZWU2MWIyM2Q*MzRlOWI5NmNiODdiZDI5YWMzOSZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w746.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w746.photobucket.com/albums/xx101/katybug_album/cd143cca.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s746.photobucket.com/albums/xx101/katybug_album/?action=view&amp;current=cd143cca.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208728597170193980-7318205677160967516?l=birthingnurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/feeds/7318205677160967516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/7318205677160967516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/7318205677160967516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062839110158160430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SsGE68lZE-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AnkqMRHToJI/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208728597170193980.post-822225176906181233</id><published>2009-10-30T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:20:57.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go...</title><content type='html'>So, I have finally given in and decided to write a blog about our life. I have been writing some on naturalbirthnurse.blogspot.com. I have really enjoyed it, so I thought I would do one based on my family's life.&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow night is Halloween and we are getting really excited about it. Emma is going to be a pink poodle and Brewer is going to be a monkey. They look so cute in their costumes. We are planning to go to our friends Jill and Rusty's house to trick-or-treat, especially since our neighborhood is not very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;conducive&lt;/span&gt; to it.&lt;br /&gt;I am also going to post my birth story that I just wrote for Brewer....so enjoy ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208728597170193980-822225176906181233?l=birthingnurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/feeds/822225176906181233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-we-go.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/822225176906181233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208728597170193980/posts/default/822225176906181233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birthingnurse.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-we-go.html' title='Here we go...'/><author><name>Katie Hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062839110158160430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-5q9JlCgDE/SsGE68lZE-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AnkqMRHToJI/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
