Louise James: Month One





Sweet, sweet Louise James Scott:

You are a SWEETHEART. You are the perfect fit into our family. It feels like you've been with us for a lot longer than a month, so I forget that you are still so little. I expect you to be able to handle more, but you're still brand new! I get reminded of this when people see you and comment about how little and new you are...thank you, strangers, for bringing me back to reality. ;)

Height: 21.5"
Weight: 8lbs 13oz
Clothes: NB (for a few more days)
Diapers: just growing out of NB and into size 1
Shoes: none...You have tiny feet
I did just order some crib mocs for you, so hopefully they fit!

Eating: A LOT (hence the major growth). We started you on breast milk and switched to formula just this week. You were pooping after every. single. feeding for the first three weeks, then you just stopped pooping for eight days. You were cranky. You were stiff. You were not happy Louise. We switched to Alimentum, which is what Cameron ended up using, and within 24 hours, you were a completely different baby. You pooped, you smiled, and we haven't looked back. I talked to your doctor about switching and immediately started crying - I totally planned on breastfeeding for as long as possible, even when we tried formula. I was hoping that it would work, and I could play with my diet, but your doctor said it could take weeks or even months to figure out what was messing you up. I give a lot of credit to moms who brave the storm and change their diets, but seeing you SO unhappy for over a week was NOT fun. We did it with Cameron for months, and after seeing how HAPPY you are again just from the formula, I am not going back. I grew on formula, Cameron grew on formula, and you will, too, my dear.

You are eating 2-3 oz (sometimes more) around 6am, 9am, noon, 3pm, 6pm, 9pm, midnight and 3am...we are working on dropping one of the night feedings.

Sleeping: Like a champ...fingers crossed and knock on wood, you are a good sleeper. You've never confused night and day, and you are napping on a schedule - something Cameron never did! You nap after every feeding and usually sleep for 1-2 hours or until your next feeding. You know when it's time to eat because you never sleep past your feeding times! We are swaddling you and using white noise, and you mostly sleep in the swing (unless you're in the car seat).

Loving: being held, eating, looking around, being held like a football (well, I feel like a running back), hearing our voices, following our faces, holding your head and shoulders up (You're so strong!) and baths

Hating: being hungry, being changed, being cold/hot, being burped, and losing your paci while you sleep (which is rare - you don't love your pacifier as much as your brother!)

Health: You had a sucker of a cold during weeks one and two....poor baby. We were pulling elephant-sized boogers out of your noise and you were snorting like a pug. It's finally gone, but it caused some discomfort. You also had extremely bad gas during the week that you didn't poop - SO BAD. I am glad that's gone! And, just today, you developed thrush. It started on your tongue yesterday and spread to your lips and gums (just a little), so the doctor gave you a prescription. We'll wait and see if it gets worse or causes discomfort before giving it to you...so far, you seem OK with it, but it's nice to have some relief, if needed. Otherwise, you are a normal newborn with peeling skin and baby acne.

Fun Memories: You've done a lot in your first month! You've gone to school with Cam for drop-off and pick-up many times, visited Mommy's work twice, gone to a bridal shower, gone to many restaurants, the playground, the lake, Cam's day care's end-of-year party and done lots of shopping (of course).

Daddy wants to remember how you held his hand within a minute of being born, and you haven't let go...he's your favorite (I said that, not him!), and he can always calm you down when you're upset.


First bath...you seem unimpressed, but you loved it; I promise!

"Tummy Time"/ relief for your tummy in your skinny jeans ;)

The Miracle Blanket...both of our best friends!

Big Brother, Cameron....here's your first monthly update!



If this first month is any indication of our life with you, I am PUMPED! You are awesome. I am so glad you are back to being your happy self again. You still have some gas and show your big lungs when you're hungry (I know the neighbors hear you sometimes!), but otherwise, you are an observant, sweet girl, and I couldn't love you more. Here's to a thousand more months together, pumpkin!


Louise James: Birth Story


I think that if Louise had her way, she would still be in my belly. BUT, the doctors had different plans, and she finally joined the outside world

 Wednesday, May 27 at 10:43 pm.

7 pounds 3 ounces
20" long


Here's our (easy and quick) birth story in pictures:


We got to the hospital around 1:00 pm on Wednesday to be induced. After the paperwork, initial questions by the nurse and an emergency c-section elsewhere, we finally met the doctor on duty, who I knew! (There are eight doctors at my practice, so you get whoever is on call that day...kind of impersonal, but whatever.) She suggested Pitocin to get things going, and it worked immediately. 

At 3:00 pm, she hooked me up with 2 mL (per hour? per 100 mg of water? I have no clue, but it brought back memories of them jacking it up to 10 with Cameron, and I will still only 2cm dilated.) 

Anyways, by 4:00 pm, the contractions were strong enough and close enough together that they upped it to 4 and up again to 6 at 5:00. This is when my doctor happened to have his shift, so he came in and was happy with the progress.

Around 6:00 pm, I finally started to get uncomfortable enough to get in the tub. I had scarfed down an Italian sandwich knowing I would be getting an epidural soon (which means no food) and asked for a popsicle (my favorite snack during pregnancy and labor, apparently). The contractions were getting pretty painful, so I called Dr Wilberg back in to check for any progress, and he had the Resident break my water at 7:30 pm. The epidural was immediately ordered, but it felt like it took 283478956 minutes because the contractions instantly got SUPER painful. 

I was cursing (Sorry, Dad!) and didn't know what to do to make myself more comfortable. The birthing ball worked the best, but every time I thought I knew what I wanted Chad to do to help, it didn't help anymore. Everyone kept saying, "You're ok. It's going to be ok." And I replied with, "Shut the f*ck up! It hurts so bad!" The nurse kept telling me to breathe, but it made me SO light-headed. The entire time, I kept thinking about all your brave ladies who do this with no pain medicine...I could not handle it!

The epidural finally kicked in, and I felt like I was floating on a cloud. Chad said the contractions were off the charts on the monitor behind me, but I was more concerned with the basketball game being played on tv...I literally couldn't feel a thing until I felt a little pressure on my hip bones. 

A little after 10:00 pm, I told the nurse about the pressure, so she called the Dr Wilberg and the Resident in to check...the Resident's exact words were, "I don't feel a cervix." And, that was that...I started pushing (three sets of three pushes, to be exact) and Louise entered the world quietly and clean at 10:43 pm.

She wasn't crying (which freaked me right out, but everyone kept saying she was fine), and she was totally clean...no white stuff like Cam was covered in when he was born. She was brought right to my chest and just opened her big, blue eyes. She was instantly a sweetheart and hasn't changed a bit since she was born. 


I was soooo cold from the epidural



There are literally no pictures from my labor because I was either screaming bloody murder or acting like I had just smoked a huge bowl. 


Here she is! Perfect head and all...I love this profile of her, because she still looks the same today!



Amazing emotions...this is why we hire birth photographers!














I love how she grabbed right onto the measuring tape...babies amaze me.
















With Cameron, I hemorrhaged a lot (I needed two blood transfusions!), and with Louise, I hemorrhaged again, but not as much. (I didn't need any blood transfusions.) The doctors fixed me up, the nurses fixed up Louise and I thought that everything was too good to be true. I puked a little, I was a little lightheaded, and I was fairly exhausted, but I will not complain about a single moment of this experience. I am the mother I've hated for the past three years....a short and easy labor is nothing to brag about, but it is certainly something to be thankful for. And I am. I have enjoyed these last twelve days 29238947985 more times than I did with Cameron. I have been able to to spend time with Louse. I have gotten out of the house. I have showered. I have been personable. It's a completely different experience, and I am so thankful. Chad was my rock during this...I was so nervous to be induced again, and he made sure that I was calm and that everyone who came into contact with me knew our prior experience. I know I would not have been able to do this without him.