Autumn's first 24 hours

Starting with a fun girls night out, Autumn's birth was a unique experience. I stayed tough as long as I could, but being stuck at a 3, and having been uncomfortable for 6 hours, I got my WONDERFUL epidural, they turned up the pitocine (??) and she was born 3 hours later. Delivery was short and easy and then there she was. Our littlest Rozeski. She struggled for a few minutes, needing oxygen, but recovered quickly.

She melted our hearts from the first moment. We are all totally taken by her. She is a good baby. She loves to be held and cuddled. I am exhausted and completely happy!!! I feel so blessed to have this little peanut to love. Thanks to you all for your prayers and concern. Here's a little slideshow of her first few days.

***Jason just complained that the slideshow pictures were too small, so here are a few of my favorites.

Autumn Grace Rozeski

She's here, details to come. 7lbs. 11oz 20inches.

Here we go.

I feel very calm. No rush to the hospital for me. I am eating a bowl of Wheaties, and getting ready to go meet this baby. Last night I had the best girls night out on the town. We ate, we laughed, and....... I'm embarrassed to say......we went to the mid-night showing of Twilight! ( yes, I have only had 3 hours of sleep right now) Thank you to my wonderful friends who made me feel so loved!!!!

Please pray for my epidural!!!!

A Happy Man

After 8 years of living away from his beloved mountains, Jason grabbed his ski pass and went for a solo day on the slopes. It was the fastest I have ever seen him pop out of bed! There are skiers, and then there are people who love it in their soul. Jason is definitely the latter. I'm not good enough to see him truly in action, as I pretty much just stay on the blues, but from what I hear he's a cliff jumpin', black diamond purest, who still has not excepted the snow boarders as welcomed co-hoards. He was trying to play it cool, but he was bursting with joy in this shot!



The next day, in the same outfit....., he took Madeline on her first ditch-day for skiing. She was just beaming and I was trying to not cringe at the idea of her missing school. This is a Rozeski tradition, that I have been told I have no choice in, so I made Jro call her in "sick" to school.




When I asked her about her day, I got a full report on her lunch, the hot cocoa and the doughnuts they ate on the way home. When I asked about skiing she said "Oh, that was okay."

Don't worry Jro, she's love it soon enough.

Denial and Nesting

I have officially crossed over into the crazy zone!!! (Heather, this picture is for you since you do not believe how big I get---although that sweater does not do it justice)



Twelve days until induction and I'm not sure if I can make it. Waking up every morning at 5:00AM, feeling irritated with the world, and nesting to the point of insanity. I am cleaning out, decorating, organizing and rearranging my poor family to death. I just can't stop!

I find myself pulling out these little diapers and trying to imagine a bum small enough to fit inside.



I almost had a break down because we did not have car seat and stroller, so Jason finally accommodated me.



I completely pinked-out the girls' room. Everything is washed and readied.



Still, despite these new things around the house and my ridiculous belly bump, I feel totally in denial. I just can't picture myself with an infant, can't comprehend the many changes ahead and have a deep sense of uncertainty. My emotions are on the surface and my fragility feels totally exposed. The truth is that I have a really hard time with being out of control, especially with so many on lookers. I feel like I just want to hide in my house, figure this all out, and then go back to the world. Receiving help stresses me out, giving over the running of my house and family does not sound like a vacation, it sounds like torture!

In the past, I have snapped out of this pre-delivery psychosis immediately after I have the baby. I hope for the same, if not for me, then for my patient husband who seems lost trying to maneuver through my moods. It's like I know that I am being ridiculous, but my brain-mouth filter is totally gone. My insecurities translate into Jason having to listen to my ramblings all evening long.

One thing that makes this time better, is that with more kids, the time never drags. I am hanging on by a thread, but I do feel like I am hanging on.

A perfect Halloween Night

In Colorado, Halloween often entails big coats and snow. Not this year. It was 60 degrees and beautiful! I am loving this extended fall and all of the outdoor fun!

SOAKED!!!

Madeline went to a cheerleading camp at the local highschool, which culminated in a half time performance with the Pom Squad. Unfortunately, the forecast called for a huge rain storm. It started off as a light rain, but by kick off, we were drenched.

The girls were troopers, and danced their little bums off for the dwindling crowd.










Probably my favorite part was seeing the dedication of Madeline's cheering section. Talk about going the extra mile!!! Thanks Maugers and grandmas and grandpa, a memory to last!!!