The baby has arrived

Sunday, August 26th at 8:56am, Jaxson Boyd Swenson was born.  He weighed 5lbs 14oz and was 19 inches long.  Jaxson arrived just over two weeks early, which was an unexpected surprise.  Unfortunately, Jaxson arrived at about the time Craig was on a plane, landing in Denver (oops!).  Labor and delivery went well.  Craig arrived later that evening.  Jaxson looks like a Swenson, there are times when I think I am looking at Lucas when he was a baby.  He's a beautiful little boy with dark hair, no dimples (surprising), and we love him.

Craig and the Elderly Lady

Lucas and I take our daily walk around the town, and when I can convince him, Craig comes with us, usually on Sundays.  Towards the end of our walk, when were heading home, we walk through a retirement community, (they don't call it that, it is an "active adult living area", but whatever).  On this particular Sunday, Craig is with us and we are walking up this steep incline in the retirement community.  This elderly lady stops her car rolls down her window and in a somewhat joking, but mostly serious manner, chastises Craig for making me push the stroller up this incline.  I start to chuckle  because she doesn't know that I push a stroller up this hill on a daily basis, and that Craig has bad knees and due that to the height difference between him and the stroller it hurts his back to push.  Just then I straighten up and turn towards her and she notices that I am pregnant, the elderly lady looks surprised and responses, "and she's pregnant!"  Poor Craig!  I thought it was hilarious and pretty much laughed all the way home.

Funny things Lucas has said!

Craig was sitting on the couch hanging out with Lucas, Lucas lifts up one leg and says, "Look Dad I'm a Flamingo."  We still have no idea where that came from!

We were having dinner, and Lucas looks out the window and says, "Look! Pogo stick". I have no idea what he is talking about.  Look out the window and sure enough there is a kid on a Pogo stick.  I don't know where Lucas learned what a Pogo stick was.  Maybe Sesame Street.  (Update:  apparently Telly monster has occasionally used a Pogo stick.  Way to go Sesame Street.)

I was talking on the phone with Craig's mom, Lucas decides that he would like a little chat with grandma.  After a couple of seconds he decides he is done and says, "Bye, I'll talk to you later."

Lucas and I are cleaning up the toys, Lucas look at me and says, "Don't worry mom I'll take care of this."

Updating!

Due to an eventful week, with a surprise arrival, I was unable to post several blogs, that I was planning on doing on a Sunday afternoon 4 weeks ago, but spent the day in the hospital having a baby instead.  So here are several blog posts for the past couple of weeks.  Enjoy!

4 Weeks and Counting!

I am down to less than one hand and counting, and boy am I feeling it.  He is head down and I can feel the pressure, as evidenced by the numerous times I have to visit the ladies room.  It is getting closer!  I can't believe we are having a baby!  We continue to prepare, and my house is clean (at least for the time being).

Ultrasound number four and counting!

This child has already one-upped Lucas and isn't even born yet, at least when it comes to the number of Ultrasounds he has had.  I know that typically you have one, but my children must love the attention and think they deserve more than that.  Last Monday when we went to our scheduled doctor's appointment the doctor was concerned with how I was growing, or rather with the lack thereof.  We did inform her that this occurred with the previous pregnancy.  With Lucas I stopped growing and we had an extra ultrasound at 37 weeks which showed that he was growing and doing great.  Lucas ended up weighing 7lbs and 9 oz.  She was not convinced, however, and wanted an ultra sound.  I too would rather be safe than sorry so we went back on the next Wednesday to have the ultrasound.

I am happy to report that he is doing great.  Her guess was about 5lbs and his measurements are right on schedule, with the exception of his head, which is ahead of schedule, but are we surprised?  No!  Lucas's head is still off the charts, and has never been on the charts.  I am a little disappointed because I have some really cute beanies that I was looking forward to having him wear, but that might not happen.  I am also very aware of the fact that I am going to have to push that head out, our poor child is probably going to have to be vacuumed suction out, and is going to be a cone head for a couple days.  Oh well!

Who ever coined the phrase, "terrible twos"

Who ever came up with that phrase, "the terrible twos" has never experienced having a three year old.  With Lucas being three, things have been a little rough.  I am not sure if it is because he is starting to sense that change is upon him with a new sibling, or if it is because of summer and the heat, or his friends leaving, I just don't know, but I hope it gets better.  He regularly wanders off, and being very defiant.  At times I wonder where the manual is on how to deal with it.  I will honestly admit that there days I want to take off my parenting hat and throw in the towel, like the day that Lucas was not listening and throwing bags of M&M's around Dollar Tree while I was attempting to check out.  Good times, Good times!