the time is just flying

My Baby's 4 weeks old today. It honestly does seem like just yesterday I was screaming my head off and begging for someone to get me a gun (I'm a little dramatic). But it's been a great 4 weeks. Phoenix is changing everyday and as much as makes me happy to see him growing sometimes I get a little sad knowing he won't be like this forever, so sometimes I literally will just sit and stare at him. He's a great baby. He can be a little testy at times. He hates being stripped down to only a diaper and loves to be held, bounced, and rocked at pretty much all times. Thus making sleeping and showering two things I don't really understand anymore. But he still has this quiet zen like quality to him. He went to his first movie last week. Sisterhood of the traveling pants and he did great! I never wanted to be one of those moms who's like chained to the house because of a baby so in his short little 4 week life Phoenix has made it to several restaurant outings, several shopping trips, the movies, the pool, school orientation, church twice, and a birthday party. He's really awesome when we go out. He's never fussy and sleeps most of the time. He also is starting to develop a liking to being outside. Shawn loves to go jogging in the morning and he took him with him yesterday and Shawn said he was just a laughing and smiling the whole time. And because of the run (I believe) he was in the BEST mood yesterday even allowing us to undress him for the doctor without going berserk! He also loves to go outside on the porch and sit in his little chair with his Dad. I'm not what you would call an "outside kind of girl" so the outside outings are his times to bond with Daddy. He has an abundance of nieces and nephews that love him to pieces! Every time I'm with my family arguments are breaking out over who held him last and for how long.

Also in these 4 weeks Phoenix has undergone one major life change....A name change....I know you're like "What in the world?" See when we found out we were having a boy Shawn and I decided we wanted to honor our dads by using their names, (Alexander for Shawn's dad and Scott for my dad) well the other day Shawn and I were talking about how his 2nd middle name should have been Troy (my Dad's first name) because of his Greek heritage (now he will end up with 3 Greek names) and Troy was also the site of the great victory Alexander had over Asia, plus we liked how it sounded. So now he will be Phoenix Alexander Troy Campbell....I know we must be awful parents to change his name at this stage and then saddle him with such a mouthful!

Well it seems like my little Monkey (one of his several nicknames, I also call him Fin, Fin-Fin, Finni-Fin-Fin, Butter, Butters, and Butter Ball)seems to be stirring so I must tend to him....

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More pictures of Baby Phoenix

Phoenix Alexander Scott Campbell

He's here!!!

UPDATE: My mom also wanted me to add in here that once I reached 6 cm I asked to go home every 10 minutes. I do remembering looking at my mom and Shawn at different times and begging and pleading with them to just take me home for a few minute. At one point I even said if I didn't start pushing in 10 minutes I was done and that they would have to figure out how to get him out.



Introducing Phoenix Alexander Scott Campbell. Phoenix was born on Friday, August 1, 2008 at 10:40 AM after several long hours of labor. I went in on Thursday for a schedule doctors appointment and when my doctor checked his heart rate it was reading at 120, then she checked again and it jumped back to 140. My doctor was uncomfortable with that so she sent me up to L&D to be monitored. I got to L&D at 2:15 and they strapped me to the fetal monitor and did an ultrasound. At 5 my doctor came in and said that his heart rate was great and everything looked great but she was nervous about sending me home because if something happened we wouldn't know until too late. So she decided to induce me. I had a total mix of emotions. I was very excited because I was finally going to be able to meet him, but I was scared and felt a little unprepared. So I was admitted at 6 PM. Shawn, my mom, 2 of my sisters and my dad (who was in and out of the room because he said he couldn't watch me go through the pain and didn't stay for the actual delivery) stayed in the room with me. It was a loooooong night. Part of my birth plan was to go totally natural, but man oh man was I in for a shock! The pain was way more then I could possibly ever, ever, imagine or describe. So I asked for Demerol. Before giving it to me they decided to check me and I was already 6 cm, so I decided not to get it. About 2 hours later I asked for it again but it was too late, so then I asked for a gun....They didn't have one, so I did I made it all the way to the end all on my own. But by 10:20 Friday morning I was ready to push. I opted for a mirror to see the whole thing which was great because as soon as I saw his head it was like I become super women and didn't want to stop pushing until he was totally out. 20 minutes later they laid him on my chest and he looked right at me and held my fingers. It was the most amazing thing I have ever experienced in my entire life. In fact remembering it now is bringing tears to my eyes. As bad as the pain was I have to say that I honestly do not remember how bad it actually was. I know it was bad, but I can't remember it. Which means next time (4 - 5 years down the road) I could go natural again! Going without the drugs was the best thing for me.

Phoenix weighed 8 lbs 1.4 ounces and was 21 1/2 inches long and has red hair!! Everyone was amazed that this long baby was in my little 5 foot self! Everything with Phoenix was great except he was a little jaundiced. They put him in the bilibed and then they had to put him in the actual incubator with lights above him, but luckily he was able to stay in the room with Shawn and I the entire time. They discharged us on Sunday but we literally had to go back every day to have his levels checked.

So now our little red headed white baby <---?? no idea how that happened, is home with us and he's utterly amazing. He's a pretty zen baby and eats really well (and yes the boobs are totally working. He loves to curl up on our chest and just lay there. And he's incredibly alert, which he was as right at birth as well. And I swear he smiles all the time, although some may say it's just gas.