Welcome to the chronicles of the Haanen family. With the advent of our second baby girl, we are filled with more activity and joy than ever before. Follow along with us as we venture through parenthood for the first time...
Hey everybody. Sorry it's been so long since we've updated the blog. We got back to our house after Thanksgiving to discover a disaster: our place was flooded. Needless to say, that has been a bit of a headache. But we're still alive. And we had an awesome time at Heather and Dustin's over Thanksgiving. Having the whole family in town was a joy. I thought I'd get the pics started off right: two dads hard at work.
Of course, moms do hard work too, but of a different kind. Their hard work involves hiking around the countryside carrying their kids like marsupials. But hey, I'm ok with that. Right there are two good looking kangaroos.
Cousins loving life. Sierra (left) and Caleb are a cute pair. But we already told them no dating. And we're putting our feet down on that one.
Grandma Bev was here the last two weeks to help us out - and boy did we need it! She left Sunday and now we're trying to figure out life on our own with this new little bundle of joy (including her crying, pooping, puking, and sometimes sleeping =) Below are some new pics.
From Thursday at noon until Thursday evening, we were overwhelmed by the wealth of love and support coming at us from all directions. Pictured above are our good friend Sarah and Peter--the first amigos to share in our joy.
Jason and Tasha couldn't stay away either...
Josh and Dave stopped by in the evening to congratulate us as well. As the first of the third-year Kern scholars to produce offspring, I've become a bit of a fascination among them. Heidi, Josh's wife, tried to steal Sierra without our knowing...but since she had a security chip tied around her ankle (Sky Ridge Hospital is serious about not misplacing small people), we knew she was safe.
I know that I'm totally biased, being a first time father and all, but Sierra is the most beautiful creature God has ever created. Is she not?
Here is the first official picture of us three as a family. This was taken Thursday morning, only hours after giving birth. Here's a question I have for you. How many mothers look that beautiful the day after popping out a kid? I have somehow attached myself to the most precious two women in the world...
Hello family and friends! I'll try my best to tell the story of Sierra's arrival, but it was a whirlwind. Kelly called me at 4pm in the afternoon and said she had an upset stomach. "I have to come home, I'm not feeling so good," she told me. Thinking that this could be it, I finished up my work in the IDEAL offices at Denver Seminary and darted home. When I arrived, she was just hanging out on the couch. We talked about our day for the next couple of hours until she began to complain of "back pain." Although this wasn't uncommon, we began to time her "back pains" starting at about 7pm. "Honey, this just may be it." In a severe state of denial, she told me that they would probably go away and she'd be teaching tomorrow to finish up her year (she only had 2 days left at school!). I encouraged her to prepare sub plans for the next day as if she wasn't going to be there. And so, as contractions started to get more frequent, Kelly was calmly making sub plans in the "outside chance" that she'd have to miss the next day. Pausing every 5-15 minutes or so for a contraction, she kept on working.
At about 9:45 she took a shower and got cleaned up for bed. "I'll just ride out the night and go in tomorrow," she told me. "Maybe you should at least call the doctor and tell her what's happening," I retorted. She reluctantly agreed, and called Dr. Heidi Oster. "It sounds like your in labor. Why don't you come into the hospital." And so Kelly finally sent in a sub request for the next day (still in denial) and we got our bags packed for our 15 minute trek to Sky Ridge Hospital.
We arrived at the hospital at about 11:30 p.m. We checked into the ER, and Kelly calmly gave her the needed info, pausing every 5-10 minutes for "back pain." We checked into the maternity ward upstairs. Jessica, our nurse, did the preliminary exam. As she checked Kelly's cervix, she gave us a look. Kelly thought she was going to send us home. False alarm. Try again. "Well, it looks like your 6cm dialated. Let's get you ready." Already? We were prepared for hours and hours of labor with books, cds, and dvds. Not needed here. We got into the delivery room, and the contractions intensified. While trying to ask 1001 questions about Kelly's non-existent medical history, contractions started to pick up in frequency and intensity. Passing up 8cm, she now finally started to complain. After about a half hour of intense contractions, Dr. Oster gave her the go ahead. "You know that feeling like you have to poop? Well, just go ahead. You'll be pooping out a baby." After about 5 hard pushed in 20 minutes, out came our little daughter--Sierra Noel.
Dad was aghast with emotion. I simutaneously wanted to save my wife from the pain she was going through, but I also knew there was no going back. While holding her left leg, I just kept her covered in prayer, and did what I could to encourage her. And then, to my utter surprise, out came not just a head, but an entire human being. Not fully comprehending the marvel of what just happened, I broke down in tears. I knew that one of the most significant events of my life had just taken place...
Sierra was born at 1:32am, only 2 hours after arriving to the hospital. Here are some of the pictures I took...only after a kind nurse reminded me to get the camera.
Here are her first moments of life. Whisked to mom's chest, and then to in-room incubator, here she is getting cleaned up. Fluid out of the mouth and umbilical cord clipped, she wasn't too happy to be outside of that nice-warm room. But even when she was crying, I couldn't help but melt with love for her.
Here are the first minutes of mom and baby. Kelly was a champ. I couldn't believe how much grace and humor she displayed in the most intense moments of her life.
8lbs 3oz, and 20 inches long. One of the nurses made the comment, "Look at those hands. Those fingers are huge." Yep, she's a Haanen...