Makai Neil Tressler

Makai was born August 14th, 2010 at 11:55am. He was 9lbs 1 oz. 19 inches (although today he measured 20.3 inches at the doctors). It was a scary and fast delivery. The super long story is below if you wish to read:

I woke up at 8 or so that morning and my contractions started soon after that. I decided to get in the tub for a little because I thought I still had plenty of time to get ready to go. It helped, but the contractions were very painful very quickly and my shower after the bath was extremely hard to get through. James had gone into work for a little bit (I told him to because like I said, I thought I had plenty of time). Though right before he left he looked at me and started to cry. He was sad to see me in pain and excited Makai was on his way.

When I got out of the shower I told my mom to call the doctor so I could be checked without having to go to the hospital. We made an appt. for 10:30 and I called my midwife to let her know I was in labor. After limping around the house to pack my bag and crying every step of the way I started freaking a little. I turned on some music to distract me while I paced. Ezra thought I was dancing, so he joined in and twirled around for awhile. At 10:15 I told my mom we were skipping the doctors and going straight to the hospital and I had her call James to rush home. He got here right as we got in the car and we drove up. (I did yell at a car parked behind ours talking to our neighbor who wouldn't get out of the way fast enough. It actually felt really good.) We got to the hospital and I told the nurse that she had better not tell me I was still at a 3. She laughed a little and said, "you're a good 6 or more." They then took me to my room.

My midwife met me there and it really helped having her there. She had me stand over the bed for contractions and had James push hard on my lower back. I didn't think it was helping until I tried to get back in bed and realized it felt so much worse to lay down. It didn't take long to get to a ten. She was going to have me push standing, but Makai's heartrate dropped drastically and she couldn't get a good read. That's when she started panicking like you never want your doctor to do and she had me hurry on the bed. She stuck a needle thing in Makai's head to get a better read and immediately called the doctor to come in. His heartrate should've been at least 110 or higher, but it was 60. The nurses began prepping me for an emergency C-section. They shoved the IV in my arm and threw an oxygen mask on my face. They didn't even turn the oxygen on until I told them I felt like I was suffocating and then they realized. DUH! The doctor came within minutes and told me he wanted me to try pushing before we rushed to do a C-section, so I pushed like I never thought I could. There were many nurses in the room yelling at me to push harder and that honestly just made me mad. Of course I'm pushing as hard as I can. They were pulling at me like you wouldn't believe trying to hurry and get this kid out. Well, within less than a minute of pushing and screaming Makai was handed to me and he began to cry. My tears started to flow as I held him. They didn't leave him on me very long before they rushed him to the table to make sure all was well.

He thankfully was doing well. He was very badly bruised from being pushed out so quickly, but other than that he was good. He had chub all over and I just loved it. That chub has thinned out quite a bit already, so I guess he was just swollen, but certainly bigger than Ezra was. After a couple of hours they finally let me shower. I came out to find the nurse pumping my new baby with oxygen. Apparently he had spit up and then stopped breathing while she was bathing him. We had to watch him closely for awhile after that.

(Ezra got to help with his first bath)

It was scary getting him here and then a little scary when he was finally here, but now he's doing great. I of course cried later that night when Nana took Ezra home. I have never been away from him overnight.

Ezra actually really loves him and is adjusting well so far. I'm having a much harder recovery than with Ezra, but they said that's normal. I'm remembering the pain of nursing and the joy of being up all night long, but I really couldn't be happier to have him here. Thank goodness for Nana who is here to wake up with Ezra and help me with meals and anything else!

(He still wasn't so sure what to think- this is before he helped with his bath. That's what seemed to start the change of heart.)

(It was a long day, but way worth it!)

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Still Pregnant

In case you were planning on asking, I'm still pregnant.

I'm almost refusing to take pictures at this point... I feel huge, the midwives and James tell me I'm huge and I now have many stretch marks proving that I am huge :( I had Ezra a week early, so I already feel overdue now. I'm due the 13th. Two weeks ago they checked to see if I was dilated and I was at a 3. Well, that doesn't mean anything because I'm still hugely pregnant.

Today would've been a cool birthday (8-9-10), but I don't see that happening now. Oh well. I wouldn't be in such a hurry to get him here if it weren't for the constant braxton hicks and my tired tired body.

I will try to update as soon as he's here, but for now, yes, I am still pregnant.

The Best Two Years

Here's the promised update on little Ez:

In my only slightly biased opinion Ezra is the best kid there ever was! He brings us so much joy. Every day he makes me smile and I love him more than I ever thought I could. I'm sure I am like every other mother who thinks that every little thing her child does is the funniest thing. I still make James come in to watch him with me while he sleeps and I am always telling him every little thing Ezra said that day that made me laugh.

(here James is stretching and squishing his face in ways that look painful, but Ezra couldn't stop laughing!)

Here's what he's been up to lately:

-He talks all the time and just started putting more than 3 words together.

-He still loves signing and has learned many new signs recently.

-He loves watching signing time.

-He has become obsessed with thomas the train and got his first train track for his birthday. He now wants to play with it for hours at a time.

-He is very active and has to run or jump everywhere he goes.

-People are commenting all the time on how much of a boy he is. He just loves guns, dinosaurs, monsters, cars, trains, rough play, swords, etc.

-He is still very tender hearted and sensitive and I think it's sweet.

-He has a great memory. He will point to a picture of his cousins and say their names when he hasn't seen them in weeks or months. I am just amazed all the time at the things he remembers and points out to me.

-His milk allergy is no longer a problem. He still has an allergy- I notice hives every now and then, but I think his body has built up a tolerance to it and he can finally have straight up cow's milk.

-He wants to know everything and is constantly asking, "what was that?"

-He is really getting the hang of his colors and shapes and can recognize maybe a 1/4 of his ABC's.

-He still loves dancing. He can shake his tail feather and pop-lock like no toddler I have ever seen before.

-He loves the itouch. It's a little embarrassing to me how well he can work it.

-He still gives kisses and hugs all the time. He kisses my tummy lots too.
-He comes up to me when he's tired and says "nuggles" and then he'll say, "yuv you mama" -melts my heart.

-He has finally gotten used to nursery and doesn't put up a fight any more. In fact, most of the time he gets excited when the closing prayer is said in sacrament meeting. He'll almost always shout, "Yay nursree!"

-As for sleeping in his big boy bed... he does great for nap time. Lately he has been getting into bed for his nap before I even say it's time. However, bed time is still a struggle and sleeping through the night is an off and on occurence. Maybe he's just training me for when his brother comes along.

Some of the things he has said or done lately that made me laugh are:

-We got in the car one day and his seat was really hot. He screamed, "hot, hot" and then turned around to blow on it and said, "better."

-During the 4th of July parade we witnessed several horses pooping right in front of us. Now everytime Ezra sees a horse he says, "horsey, poop!" He then follows with "poop potty" It makes me laugh every time.

-He is very polite and almost always says excuse me when he wants to get by someone. The other day he was playing with the trains in Barnes and Noble and he said "skew me" to a little boy who didn't say anything back so Ezra said it again. When the boy didn't say anything back Ezra looked at me and nodded his head and said, "skewzed"
-Last night he pooped in the tub and started screaming bloody murder. He cried even harder when I started draining the tub and the pooped started swimming closer and closer to him. James couldn't help but laugh. I think I would've laughed more if I wasn't the one who had to clean the poop out of the tub.

-I taught him the chubby face/story and now he is always grabbing my cheeks or his own saying "chubby".

-EVERY time we get in the car he asks for the bus song. The second it's over he shouts, "MORE PEAS!" I have found myself singing these songs in the middle of the night and it drives me crazy!

-He started giving me back massages and he loves to play with my hair, though he has realized he gets a bigger reaction out of me when he pulls my hair, so he starts off really nice and then yanks it to hear me yell. He then follows with "sorry pull hair" and starts all over. I am a little too trusting...

(This is at his 2nd birthday party. I was trying to tell him to throw the balloon at daddy, but he wasn't so sure.- photo courtesy of Cristina Sorensen since I didn't get any pics)

Okay just about everything he does I think is so adorable and hilarious. These really have been the best two years so far and I am looking forward to many more!

Ezra is 2!!

Ezra celebrated his 2nd birthday on Saturday the 17th! I can't believe my little guy is 2! We had a lot of fun celebrating, but I unfortunately am an airhead mom and didn't take any pictures!!

We had a birthday party for him on Thursday the 15th because we were going out of town for the weekend on Friday. It was a great turn out. We went to the park and just played some games and had some food and CAKE! We played silly toddler games like, "Who can make the biggest splash" the kids just through a rock into a bucket of water. I know, it sounds lame, but Ezra loves throwing rocks in water, so maybe it was cool for him. Then we threw water balloons mostly at the ground and a few at daddy. We also chased bubbles, played ring around the rosey and sang a couple of Ezra's favorite songs. Then the kids spent the rest of the time playing in the bucket of water and near the drinking fountain. We have some great friends out here and we are so thankful to everyone who came to support our little Ezra's 2nd birthday!

Then on Saturday we were in Pocatello visiting James' sisters. They were so nice about making Ezra's birthday fun for him by throwing a little party with all the cousins. He loved when we sang "happy birthday" and he really loved opening more presents! Then we had brownie trifold for our cake which was delish! Our family is really so cool! I certainly married into a good one.

On Monday we headed to Utah to meet up with my other sister-in-law and to spend the day at Cherry Hill. It was a really cute water park and it was a blast! I even went down the water slide like 100 times. Ezra could only handle it twice and then he was ready for the lazy river again which he just about fell asleep on. I'm sure people looked at me funny every time I got to the bottom of the slide, but the baby is safe, so no worries! One thing I wouldn't recommend during pregnancy however is to be in a bathing suit next to my three beautiful and skinny sisters-in-law. They have each had 2-4 kids and you would never be able to tell, grr!

Anyway, we are back home now and Ezra keeps saying "more happy birday" and "swimming"? It is really cute. I plan on posting soon to do a 2 year update on Ezra's latest within the week, so stay tuned Grandma's!!

Summer Fun

Since my last post seemed a little down I wanted to post to let everyone know that there are still very many things that make me smile each day. My goober husband and adorable son are at the top of the list. We've been enjoying this summer so much. Here are some of the things we have been up to:

(We went camping in Jackson Hole with our friends the Williamson's. Here James is teaching Mr. Ezra how to play with fire.)

(I could just eat that face!!!)

Ezra also started swim lessons this month. Since my bathing suit is very tight and my belly is very big, I decided to make James get in with him. They both have been having a blast! Ezra is a little afraid of the water, but daddy makes it so fun and he loves to play all the games.

(Here he is learning to swim to the side to climb out.)

(Here he is learning to kick while swimming after balls.)

(He is learning to keep his balance so he can swim alone with a floatation device. He is also learning how to shuffle along the side and blow bubbles so he doesn't swallow the water.)

(Here are Ezra and James waiting in line to go go-karting! I have actually taken Ezra a couple times before just he and I, but this was the first time for James, so they were both super excited.)

(James said Ezra kept laughing and got really excited when someone would pass them and Daddy would make a big deal about it. James says they got the slowest kart, but I am very grateful for that because let's be honest, Ezra is only 2!)

(We also went on the bumper boats. There was no one else in line, so I told James I would go too if he promised to be nice and not put me into labor. Ezra loved bumping into mommy. He couldn't stop laughing.)

We have also been enjoying beautiful Rexburg weather. Ezra and I go on walks everyday. He has started asking to go in the car every time we go out. James thinks he just likes getting places faster. I guess it is hard to know you're going to the water, but to have to wait for mommy to waddle across town to get there...

(Since we started going to a family ward we are now close enough to walk to church every Sunday. Here are my handsomes on our way to church.)

(This is Egin lake which is right by the sand dunes. It's a fun lake that doesn't get more than a few feet deep, so you can walk through the entire lake! It's really fun and relaxing. James kept telling me it wasn't very deep, but I came away from our lake walk with very wet capri's.)

(Ezra mostly enjoyed diggin the sand and throwing it. He loves water, but mostly to look at and drink.)

(Can you tell what this is? Well, if you can, please let us know. James sculpted something and we still don't know what it is. All I can identify is a very voluptuous tush.)

(This is Ezra during one of our cross-town adventures to the park. He loves to pick up the bark and make it "rain" into his bucket. He's such a boy and so fun these days.) 

(And of course the famous Rexburg splash park... We walk in the morning, stay all morning and head home for nap time while the sun dries Ezra's suit and he takes a snooze through town.)

(This is Ezra right before he dumped a bucket of water at my feet. We have to bring the bucket everytime because it distracts him from how cold the water is.)

We have also been enjoying daily lunch at the park, carousel rides, ice cream trips, bubbles, chalk drawings, campfires, fireworks, the rodeo, the music festival, the parade, the duck pond and the river. We are outside most of the day everyday which keeps Ezra and I both distracted from his tantrums and we have been having a great time spending every minute together before this baby comes. Tough days still come and go, but Mr. Ezra and my dear husband give me so many reasons to smile and be happy. When I'm not, Ezra is always there ready to run to the bathroom to get me a tissue and James is always ready to massage my aching feet. I love my boys; even little Boy Tressler in my tum :)

Oh, AND... We have finally switched Ezra to cows milk instead of soy and he has been doing great! So exciting! James is really happy to have whole milk in the house right now too. I keep telling him it's Ezra's milk, but he just isn't such a fan of my skim. Does any one else think it is a little ridiculous to buy 3 different kinds of milk for your family of 3?

Pregnancy Update

I haven't written much about this pregnancy, so I better say something to have on record even just for myself. I have been measuring big since my 20 week appointment; but it seems like I'm measuring bigger each appt. My diabetes test was great and my blood pressure has always been good, so diabetes and preeclampsia weren't a cause for concern. I have been up to a month ahead, so they decided to do an ultrasound to make sure everything was okay. Well, at my ultrasound appt. she said I was measuring 38 weeks (I was actually only 33 weeks at the appt.). When she checked the baby she said he was measuring about 2 weeks ahead and that she thinks they have been measuring me wrong because my uterus was lower than she thought. All in all, she said no cause for alarm. I will probably just have a big baby. I might have to be induced early, but I'm hoping that if anything happens early it'll be on the baby's terms.

I do look huge though. People keep saying, "wow, you look like you're going to be done any day now!" I politely smile and say, "any day or two more months. I'd prefer to wait."

(notice my huge arms? How embarrassing!)

How am I feeling? Well, tired. Most of the time I'm okay, just tired, but there are moments throughout each day where I feel nauseas or have a splitting headache or I just don't think I can handle one more tantrum. I have been impatient and sad and that just makes me even more impatient and sad. Heartburn plagues me every day almost all day. I wake up to go to the bathroom 3-5 times a night, my back is killing me, everything looks swollen and I don't feel very pretty ever. James says he remembers all this when I was pregnant with Ezra, but when you're in the middle of it, it's hard to imagine ever feeling normal again. Pregnancy is hard, but I'm not saying I won't do it again as many more times as we are asked to. There is nothing like feeling that tiny baby move around inside of me; part of me, but an individual too. It's the best part if you ask me.

Someone asked me yesterday if I'm ready to have another one. If he had asked me even the day before I probably would've said no, but I am starting to feel anxious and excited for our little one to join our family. I'll be sadly honest, it has taken me a very long time to feel excited about having another baby. I wanted one and we felt like it was the right time, but I have been feeling so sad about losing my buddy-time with Ezra that it has made it hard to be positive. I feel like this pregnancy has drained the life out of me, so it has been hard to imagine having the energy to take care of a crazy toddler and a needy newborn, but I have faith that I can handle it.

We are having a hard time deciding on a name. My friend Kelsey just blogged about how she and her husband agree on names 100% of the time. I just had to laugh because it seems like James and I disagree on names 100% of the time. Maybe I should rephrase that... James hates any name I spout out at him 100% of the time. Ezra calls him "boy" and that works for now. He also watched him moving for the first time today and now he won't stop lifting up my shirt to see him move again. As hard as this pregnancy has been on me, I am getting so excited for him to come, so I really shouldn't be complaining. I couldn't be more excited about having another boy right now too. At first I wanted a girl, but I've gotten used to the idea of having two boys and now I just can't wait!

Big Boy Bed

Ezra is no longer in a crib. It was a sad transition for me. Since getting rid of the mimi, he would not stay in the crib so we figured it was time to get him a big boy bed. He has also been having such a hard time sleeping anywhere, so I wanted it to be a fun and exciting transition for him. We found a Thomas the Train bed on craigslist and I just had to get it for him. Ezra didn't really know who Thomas the Train was, but now he loves Thomas! He is always asking for "Thomas" and he has a newly developed fascination with trains right now. When we went to look at the bed he was so excited. He ran up to it and gave Thomas "nosies". You can probably figure out what that means... He loves his new bed! Now the challenge is getting him to sleep in it.

The first couple of weeks I was still finding him on the floor in the hallway several times during the night. I would pick him up and put him back in his bed and then within an hour and a half he'd be right back in the hall. I started leaving the living room light on and that seems to keep him in his room, but I was still finding him on the floor sleeping. I continued my routine of picking him up and putting him back and then I finally decided to just leave him there one night. Since then (only the past two nights) he has been sleeping in his bed. I haven't found him on the floor!! However, bedtime takes about 1.5-2.5 hours each night and then he is up usually by 7 which is too early for me. I was used to his bedtime of 8:30pm and waking up at 9am or later :( Who knew that saying farewell to mimi and his crib would mean no more sleep for Ezra or mommy? Oh well. I think he is starting to adjust and he loves when we call him a big boy, so that makes it all worth it.

In other news... James got a new job at Walmart and has been in training for the past couple of weeks. So far so good, but he is nervous about being good at it. I think he'd be good at anything he put his mind to, so I'm not worried. Yesterday was his day off, so he and I took Ezra to the zoo. We started with the ducks. Ezra really enjoyed throwing food at them, but when we tried to get him to feed the goats out of his hand, he was not interested. He loved all the animals, but he especially loved the ones that didn't move. He went around feeding all of them.

Then we took him to the mall and realized just how hard it is getting to take a toddler anywhere! We need to bring our leash everywhere we go or we might come home without a baby one of these days :( And trust me... as tough as the terrible twos have been so far, we still really like Ezra and he still manages to squeeze in moments of pure parenthood joy in between those tantrums and violent outbreaks.

Hope all is well in your neck of the woods!

He Loves Me

I hate that James has to work. I hate that he has to leave the house and be gone for a certain number of hours 5+ days a week. I especially hate the fact that I am supposed to be okay with him leaving and working and I should feel so proud of him, but I really just don't like it. I am needy. I like my husband and I like him to be with me. However, while on his lunch/dinner break today he looked at me and said, "You look really pretty right now. I like spending time with you. It makes me happy." Melt. That makes it all okay. My husband loves me. Sometimes I don't know why and sometimes I think that if I were him I wouldn't love me. But still, he loves me and I am blessed.

Farewell Mimi!

We have been finally made the sad and difficult decision to cold turkey the "mimi" aka pacifier. (Ezra called it his mimi for some reason even though he could say binky and the name just stuck.) I love the mimi almost as much as Ezra does. He is so good at going to sleep and snuggling as long as he has his mimi. It was his best friend. Well, all good things must come to an end. We decided one day that that was the day to throw it away. Ezra screamed and cried until he was able to climb out of his crib and come to the hallway to cry. He eventually fell asleep on the floor in the hallway and slept there two nights in a row. Realizing that the crib was no longer useful, we turned it into a toddler bed. Ezra didn't like that one bit. James thinks he's just suffering withdrawals from missing his mimi. Last night when we were putting him to bed he pointed to the couch in his room, like he does every night and said, "nuzzle". I just can't resist a plea to snuggle. We snuggled for about 5 minutes and then I tried the bed again. He was not having it. Again he pointed to the couch and said, "nuzzle". I picked up his puppy and blankets and made a bed for him on the couch and quickly closed the door waiting for his screams. Silence. He slept through the night and didn't even fall off. I just love that little snuggle bug. I guess our plans of getting rid of the couch to fit a toddler bed in that room have changed. It has only been 2.5 days without mimi and so far we're all surviving!

You have been good to us for almost 2 years. Thank you mimi for all the tears you have stopped and the sleep you have provided us with. Please stand by for 3 more months; we will surely meet again.

Mother's Day (better late than never)

Top 10 Reasons Why I Love My Mom:

10. She cleans my dishes with a toilet brush
  9. She loves to spoil Ezra with toys and enough candy to give him diabetes
  8. She loves me unconditionally and always has
  7. She would do anything for me
  6. She gives me compliments and makes me feel like I'm doing alright
  5. She misses us before we've even left
  4. She has a big sweet tooth like me and is always ready to have a treat
  3. She is human and has had her share of pain
  2. She loves giving gifts and will do anything to help her kids have a good Christmas or birthday
  1. She would lay down her life for me without thinking twice

Top 10 Reasons Why I Love My Mother-In-Law

10. Without her I would not have the amazing husband that I do
  9. She is always looking out for us and trying to take care of us
  8. She loves Ezra and loves to spoil him with toys and goodies
  7. She would take my side over James' side even if he was right
  6. She loves getting her nails done and thinks it's alright that I love that too
  5. She supports her grandkids in anything they set out to do
  4. She gave me a foot massage and let me rest my feet on her lap
  3. Even in her darkest hours she did what she needed to for her kids
  2. She wants to own two white tigers when she gets to heaven and I think that's cute

  1. She lives for her kids and grandkids and has willingly and lovingly accepted me as one of her own

Moms aren't perfect and they don't have to be, but one thing that I have learned from being a mother is how much they love their kids. It's the kind of love that I believe brings us closer to heaven's love. To my two beautiful mothers, I love you and I am so honored to call you family. Happy Mother's Day!