She's growing too fast!

This is Parker when she was 3 weeks old (on Monday). We ordered our professional photos last week and will be getting a few jpegs. They are much better images than this, but I still think she looks adorable.
Sometimes Parker does this funny face and looks at us sideways. This was right after her bottle and you can see that sometimes she drools a little bit :) I know her eyes may still change color, but right now they are a beautiful blue and I love them. I know she will be beautiful no matter what color they are, but I am hoping they stay blue!

Aunt Tasha sent Parker some cute bows. We haven't actually tried them while she is awake, but we wanted to post a picture anyway. This is another newborn outfit and this picture was taken at 3 weeks, 1 day old. She is still so tiny. We are guessing she weighs about 8 lbs now.
Corey pointed out her little baby "muffin-top"... for those of you who don't live in San Antonio and may not have heard of this, it is when your belly circumferentially hangs over your pants (or diaper, in Parker's case). We love to look at her little baby belly because now we know she is getting the nourishment she needs and is starting to grow. She is already an inch taller than she was at birth!
We tried to capture a smile... I didn't quite get it, but it's still such a cute face!
This is one relaxed baby. Also notice her big belly. When we took her to the pediatrician on Friday, she had gained 7 ounces in less than 72 hours. We might have over-fed her a little bit and now we are trying to find a balance while I work on increasing my milk supply.
Corey and Parker relaxing on the air mattress. I love to watch Parker wake up. She makes all kinds of noises and has started stretching her arms and legs. It took her a while, but she's starting to realize that she's no longer trapped in my belly so now she kicks her legs and stretches.
This is Parker after a meal... passed out over my shoulder. I love when she does this. [Especially when she continues to sleep for a couple of hours!] She is such a good baby!
We've caught a few smiles. These are usually followed by a massive explosion, but we don't care because we love seeing her pretty smile!
This is Parker's hair right after a bath. She has blonde fuzz :) We can make a little baby faux-hawk and we also noticed that she has a little baby mullet. Baby in the front, party in the back!
When the movers came for our long-term shipment, we shoved everything in our dining room and told them it was off-limits. At one point, Parker slept in the middle of the chaos. She definitely doesn't need a quiet room to sleep. I tried to take a nap while they were here and couldn't seem to fall asleep. I've actually had a difficult time sleeping because I worry that I won't hear her cry. The only good sleep I get is when someone else is around so I know that Parker won't be starving while I sleep. When we first brought her home from the hospital both Corey and I would sleep through our alarms to get up and feed her, and I haven't gotten past the guilt of sleeping soundly through the alarm and part of her feeding!
Bailey and Corey taking a nap on our makeshift couch. We have the most random bedding right now because we need to dry clean some before we move and then store other stuff. We have actually slept on this air mattress in our family room every night this week because Parker has been sleeping in her swing the past few nights. Since Corey is working this week, we are just going with what gets Parker to sleep.

I am pretty tired, too, since Parker and I hang out at home all day and this means that I nurse/hold her for a good 6 hour stretch. I've taken her out for a walk each morning (just 1 mile to start since I am still sore & stitches are still coming out) and then she sits in her carseat while I shower. After that, we watch reruns on tv and she eats/sleeps while we rock in the glider until Corey comes home. I'd like to say that I wish I could study because I don't want to fail the boards, but the reality is that she changes every second and I can't wish away this time with her!

Tomorrow I am headed out to Fort Sam Houston to pick up my orders from the Navy recruiter. I am a little worried about what the orders say.... I was told I would start in November, but I haven't seen anything in writing. At least now I can get things started and the sooner I start, the sooner I'll be done! I still have no idea how I am going to handle leaving Parker :(

Two weeks too fast!

This is a picture of Parker at 2 weeks. She is still wearing newborn outfits, and as you can see, she is still swimming in them. Luckily, she has her dad's legs :) She is so beautiful! Time is passing too quickly. She changes every minute and while I can't wait to see her grow, I love her little baby faces and sweet snuggles.

The past 2 weeks have been crazy. My parents were here for 10 days and we are not sure what we would have done without them. Within hours of their arrival, Corey and I were catching up on much needed sleep. They stayed up with her at all hours so that we could get rest. They also got groceries several times, cooked, cleaned, and helped us get ready for our move. We would have been lost and probably in big trouble without their help before the movers came. My parents spent several hours sorting things for storage, short-term and long-term shipments. My dad organized our garage and my mom went through our kitchen. We can now survive the next 3 weeks without eating fast food for every meal. This is such a gift, especially since I would like to continue to lose the weight I gained during pregnancy.

Parker has been struggling to gain weight. When I brought her home, I was supplementing her with 10 mL of formula at every feeding and also pumping because she has a poor latch. Corey and I did some online research and he has been great about encouraging breast feeding when I am discouraged and in pain. When we took Parker for her 5-day check up, she was down to around 7 lbs. I took her in on Monday the 10th to meet with the lactation consultant since I felt she wasn't feeding well. She hadn't gained any weight in 2 days. We decided that I should feed her more often and that she should pick up some weight as my milk continued to come in. On Wednesday, I took her back and she still hadn't gained weight. At this point, we decided to give her a bottle after each feeding of formula + pumped breast milk. We went back on Friday for another check - she finally gained 3 oz. and we continued with our schedule: breast feed 10 min on each side, bottle, and pumping. This takes me about an hour. I get a snack or a nap and we do it again in an hour or 2. Tuesday Parker had her 2 week check-up, and she was still not back to her birth weight. The pediatrician has me giving her more in the bottle after nursing. I started taking Fenugreek (an herbal supplement) to see if I can get more milk to pump. Parker is doing better with her latch, but I can still pump after she is done, so she is not being effective. The bottom line is that she needs to gain weight, and if we have to mix formula with my milk, then that is what we have to do. Corey has been very understanding and supportive and has helped to keep me sane. It is frustrating that Parker and I can't coordinate, but the reality is that I am leaving in 3 months and she will likely go to formula at that point anyway.

I am finally feeling semi-normal. Last week I was having pretty severe pain, and I ended up going for a same-day appointment because I was worried about the healing of my tear from the delivery. I had been taking vicoden + ibuprofen at the hospital, and when I was discharged, I was told to switch to tylenol + ibuprofen. When I went back on Monday, they said that the tear was severe and that I probably needed something stronger, so they gave me vicoden. It helps, but it makes me sleepy, so it's not a perfect solution. This past Friday I went in to see the resident who did my sutures and she said I am healing well. She also apologized for what she called "inappropriate" - me being discharged without pain medication. She said that as a general rule, patients who have vaginal deliveries aren't given narcotics, but given the severity of my tear plus the vacuum, I should have been given some pain medication. Amen.

The movers came this week and took our long-term shipment items. Our master bedroom, kitchen, and office are totally cleared out. We still have our entertainment center and guest bedroom set since we are storing those, so we are sitting on an air mattress to watch tv and sleeping in our guest room. We threw a towel over our dining room table and are using it as a desk. We are eating off of paper plates and using plastic utensils. We can do it - less than 3 weeks to go.

Our boards are in 11 days. We have not studied. At all. I don't even want to think about it or talk about it. This will be a true testament to what we learned in our residencies. Hopefully we will pass. It would be very embarrassing if we don't, but I can't be worried about studying now. We are just trying to survive and take care of Parker.

Parker had newborn photos taken last week. We are going to order them this afternoon, and I can't wait to see them!

Parker applied for her Passport on August 10th. Corey was so helpful to drive around and get her birth certificate and social security number the day after we got home from the hospital. Filing out the form was pretty laughable - especially her height, weight, eye and hair color. She had her picture taken when she was 4 days old. That was an interesting experience since she needed to have her eyes open. We expedited her application, and she received her passport this week.
Another picture of me and Parker. Get used to them.
This is one of Parker's many funny faces. She has already picked up Corey's habit of raising her eyebrows :)

Parker likes to do this "face plant" after she is done nursing. It is so cute and I wish I could freeze time when she does this. The other day I just started sobbing while she was snuggled up on my chest. How can I possibly leave her to go to my Navy training?
Dad and Parker. Corey was just seconds away from falling asleep. All three of us are constantly tired!
Parker might be getting supplemental formula, but she is definitely demonstrating diapers of a breastfed baby- mustard colored, seedy diapers. She likes to wait until after we change her wet diaper. Then we hear a series of explosions. We learned a valuable lesson the other day. Unfortunately (?) I did not experience this explosion firsthand. Corey decided to change her after what we thought was the last little burst. However, once the diaper was off, Parker decided to give Corey the finale. I shouldn't laugh, but I have to because Corey was so flustered. He felt much better once he learned that we have 2 covers for the changing pad and that the pad itself is vinyl and was not ruined.
Parker was baptized on Thursday, August 13th (10 days old). It was pretty special that she was baptized by Father Jim, since he also presided over our marriage and Corey's baptism through RCIA. He was wonderful with Parker and kept her very calm. She was very well behaved and she looked beautiful in her baptism gown. The gown was made by my mom out of my wedding dress and hopefully it will become a family heirloom. My mom sewed 2 tags in the seam; the original tag from my wedding gown and a tag that says "made by Grandma." My mom did an amazing job and it is particularly special since she is also Parker's Godmother.
We asked my parents to be Parker's Godparents. We know they will do a great job and will have no problem keeping her on the straight-and-narrow :) They are great examples to me and Corey and we know Parker will look up to them both as grandparents and Godparents.

Parker had her first official bath this week. Her cord stump finally fell off on Thursday the 13th, but we waited until the 17th to do a real bath. We were hopeful that she would enjoy a tub of water more than the sponge baths she's been getting - we figured she might feel like she was back in my womb. Unfortunately, there is no fooling Parker.
This is Parker after her bath. Not a happy camper. After a bit of snuggling, she calmed down and was a happy girl again. She smells like a baby, and I love it. She is so sweet when she snuggles and she still lays on my chest with her legs curled like they were in my belly (like a frog). It is very relaxing for both of us!

Also, I need to add to my previous post regarding my birth story. I didn't mention that Captain Foster had cleared me to start laboring in the rocking chair/possible walking right before the alarms went off for Parker's heart rate. From that point, she said I wouldn't be going anywhere! I went in with an open mind regarding the epidural, but when I learned I would be laying around the whole time anyway, I went for it! Second, Corey feels that I did not emphasize that I begged for a c-section minutes before I started pushing. It is so true. I was in horrible pain and worried about Parker. I knew that if I got a c-section, they would let me lay on my back and get off my left side (after laying on it for the past 8 hours). I am so grateful to the entire OB team for helping me to achieve a vaginal delivery, but I did beg them not to at one point!

Parker Tindell Anderson

Parker Tindell Anderson was born at 9:12 pm on Monday, August 3rd. She weighed 7 lbs, 10 ounces and was 20 inches long. She is so beautiful.

I was scheduled for induction on Monday morning at 0530. Corey and I got up at 3:30 and got everything packed for the hospital. We had to run in to his clinic so he could do his orders from last week and then we headed over to L&D. They had actually called and left a message the evening before asking me to come in at 8 pm to start the induction early, but I am glad that I had my phone off because I got a few more hours of sleep.

We got settled and it took a while for the actual induction to start. Here's how the day went:

6:30 - get IV; I was still at 3 cm.

8:15 - start pitocin (everyone was busy until then). I gradually started to feel increasing contractions.

11:00 - 5 cm. I talked with Captain Foster and she said that since the pitocin would make them strong, it was probably good to go for the epidural if I wanted it at that time. Also, I could stop getting up to go to the bathroom every 45 minutes because I would get a catheter.

11:30 - return from the bathroom and plug in my monitors. Parker's heart rate is low and about 6 people run into the room. I get oxygen and a 500 mL bolus of fluid. PITOCIN IS STOPPED

12:30 - anesthesiologist comes to give me epidural. At this point, I am feeling okay since there is no pitocin flowing, but I know it will get worse. On the 5th attempt, epidural started [and it was a staff anesthesiologist, not a resident].

12: 45 - still 5 cm and water breaks spontaneously; start pitocin again and start over at low dose.

1:30 - turn over to my right side and monitors start beeping. Parker's heart rate is low again and about 8 people come in and yell at me to get on my hands and knees. The problem is that I can no longer feel my legs. Corey and several nurses get me up on my knees and they insert an internal sensor on Parker's head to monitor her more closely. They determine that she may have positional problems and I should only lay on my left side. PITOCIN IS STOPPED.

1:45 - my monitors start beeping again. My blood pressure is 100/32. Problem. Anesthesiologist comes in and gives me a vasopressor. First of 3 doses. Eventually they are happy when my diastolic (bottom number) is in the high 40's. They think that my blood pressure is affecting Parker.

3:00 - OB residents come and talk to me about an internal uterine monitor to determine the strength of my contractions. Yay. Pitocin is started again on low.

6:00 - now at 6 cm. Not progressing fast enough. The epidural is starting to wear off and no one wants to mess with it because of my blood pressure. I am told that if I don't progress at least 1 cm per hour, I will need a c-section. Told I am finally in active labor but I need to be having a certain strength of contractions every 10 minutes to be progressing.

6:30 - I am consented for a c-section. I get a second I.V. and Corey is given scrubs. I am told that I will be checked again aroun 9:30 or 10:00 and if I am not progressing, we will go to a c-section. I say that this is okay because I am worried about Parker. However, the intern reviewing the consent says she will be in on the surgery. I don't think so - not with the risk of a hysterectomy. I tell Corey that if I need a c-section, he is going to find the chief resident and staff and tell them no interns are allowed to particpate in my treatment; observation only.

7:30 - feeling terrible pain in my lower back on the right side. Probably because I have been laying on my left side all afternoon and the epidural has completely worn off on the right. The anesthesiologist comes to give me a bolus and I feel no relief. We try turning me to my right side for one contraction and I felt much better. But Parker's heart rate drops again. PITOCIN STOPPED. OB residents come and I tell them to tell the staff I want a c-section and Parker has been through enough. They decide to try one more thing - amnio-infusion - put saline back into my uterus to see if the lack of fluid is causing a problem with Parker's umbilical cord.

8:00 - horrible pain. I yell at Corey to get an OB because I want to be checked... if I am not making progress, why not just go to the c-section? Corey goes to get them and the nurse checks with anesthesia because at this point I am yelling and whining with each contraction (sometimes less than 25 sec apart)

8:05 - 9.5 cm dilated and 100% effaced! How did this happen? Pitocin started on low and they tell me to labor for another hour. I cry and say that I can't do it. I have no relief from the epidural and my contractions are 7-8 in 10 minutes and very strong.

8:20 - trial pushing. I am suspicious since everyone is still in regular scrubs so I scream a little louder to get their attention. At some point I cry genuine tears because I feel the OB team is intentionally torturing me and enjoying my pain.

8:30 - OB chief resident and staff come in and everyone gets in a gown. Scale and warmer brought in. I start pushing and anesthesiologist gives me a bolus. This actually works since I've been allowed to lay propped up on my back. The OB resident gives me local anesthesia injections before inserting the vacuum. Then the chieft and the other resident reach in and stretch me so that the vacuum will fit. I am trying to deal with contractions because they only let me push through every other one since Parker's heart rate is still low. Corey remembers them talking about turning Parker and how bad it would be if I ended up with a c-section after all of this. They do an ultrasound to see which way Parker is facing (front or back) and determine she is turned slideways. According to Corey, they then attach the vacuum and three people pull on her while I push. I only pushed through 5 or 6 contractions.

9:12 - Parker is born! Three pediatricians/peds residents are waiting to look at her. She got 7,8 Apgars due to her heart rate, reflexes and color. Poor Parker had a huge hematoma from the pump and they are doing tons of measurements. We counted and there were actually 11 people in the room during my delivery (plus me and Corey). They had two anesthesiologists there because of my screaming and the peds people ready since Parker hadn't done well through my labor. The OB resident starts my sutures. I had 2 internal vaginal tears from the vacuum and a degree 3 external tear. Not fun. Luckily, the local anesthesia worked and I didn't feel the sutures - the entire hour she was working on them. Although as soon as they were done, I could feel the throbbing! OB docs also determined I needed packing beacuse I was bleeding a little more than they liked.

10:00ish - I finally get to hold Parker. The peds people decided that she could stay, and we finally got to hold her and try her first attempt at breast feeding.

2:30 am - OB resident removes the packed gauze. Techs come in and measure Parker's heart rate and head circumference. Because of the vacuum, she has swelling and needs to be monitored closely. They think her heart rate is low and call a pediatrician. Pediatric resident thinks it is low but okay.

3:30 am - Techs come back and nurse also checks Parker. They call the peds resident again. He comes and checks on her. I fall asleep because I have been up for 24 hours and I am physically exhausted.

4:30 am- I wake up and Parker is not in our room. The nurse tells me they took her for some testing.

5:30 am - Pediatric resident wakes me up and tells me Parker is in the NICU. Her heart rate was dangerously low and they couldn't get her blood pressure accurately. Also, she is spitting up and they are concerned that she aspirated some amniotic fluid. The nurse comes in shortly after and told us that Parker's heart rate was 76 and normal is around 120. She said, "I don't want to scare you, but we start chest compressions at 60, so it was serious. I didn't want to come in and find you guys sleeping and a blue baby." Needless to say, that despite her intentions, I was more scared than I have ever been. We were told that we could visit Parker in the NICU at 8:30 am. Longest 3 hours of my life.

Corey, Parker and me on Friday. Parker changes so quickly and every day we notice little differences and appreciate her features. I wish I had a close-up with her eyes open. She is getting newborn photos on Tuesday and I am hoping to get a good picture of her face with her beautiful eyes open.

Corey and Parker just hours after she was born. She got a bath before we held her and this is Parker right after her 1st unofficial bath.
This is when Parker was on loan to us from the NICU. You can see the little IV in her hand, and after it was removed, we could see the 6 other sites where they must have attempted to place it. I am so glad I wasn't around when they were stabbing her with the catheter. She also had EKG leads that they left on so that if something happened, she could be easily hooked up to the monitors.
This is Parker right after birth. They are measuring her head because of the trauma from the vacuum.

Another picture of Parker right after birth. She was so alert!
This was taken about an hour after Parker was born. They were actually still doing my stitches when this picture was taken. Parker's little face is all puffy from the delivery but she is still so cute!
Another picture of me and Parker just after delivery. Does she look a little like me?

I ended up with several different fluids. Drugs for the induction, epidural, hydration (for me) and saline for the infusion back into my uterus. Needless to say, I retained quite a bit of fluid and I am still puffy days later!
The forecast for the week; on Parker's birthday, the high temperature was actually 102 degrees, but the low ended up being 72. The low was probably early that morning when we were headed in to Wilford Hall because it really didn't seem too warm.

It turns out that after 2 days of testing and cardiac consults that Parker just has a low heart rate. They also picked up a murmur that they think is developmental and will check it again at her 2 week appointment. She was suctioned out and has stopped spitting up. My blood pressure gradually rose to about 120/70 but it took the full 2 days. We stayed until Thursday afternoon and finally got to bring Parker home. Breast feeding has been frustrating because Parker was given formula in the NICU (and probably too much considering that she was less than 72 hours old). She didn't have to do any work for the formula and is now adjusting, as am I.

Corey was great through the labor and delivery. I tried my best not to yell at him and he was very supportive (although there is only so much he could say to get me through the contractions.) He let me squeeze his hands and told me later that he had to take off his ring because I was crushing his fingers! He did everything I asked and it was so neat to see him cut Parker's cord and look at her for the first time. I got him a "New Dad" t-shirt that has 2 pink footprints. He wore it the next day and he is such a proud daddy. He has a good reason, though, becaus Parker is too darn cute. When I look at both of them, I realize how fortunate I am. I really can't see my life any other way. I think the entire labor and delivery experience brought me and Corey closer and so is having Parker at home. Our priorities have shifted, but we are working to make sure that we still take time for each other.



Corey's parents came while we were still in the hospital and now my parents are visiting. We will try to update again soon and post tons of pictures. Parker is so beautiful.

Ready or not, here she comes!

Today is 40w5d. As Corey continues to point out, it will be strange when my belly is empty. I am trying not to dwell on that thought or the reality of how far my skin has stretched. It is worth it. Tomorrow I am scheduled for induction at 0530 at Wilford Hall Medical Center at Lackland AFB. Captain Foster is going to be there and I really hope that I deliver before she leaves at the end of the day. It has been wonderful to get to know her and I feel very comfortable that she knows me and Parker (and now Corey) and can help us make decisions that are in our best interest as I go through labor. In a teaching hospital, I feel that there may be a tendency if all things are equal to try some optional treatments/techniques for the benefit of the residents (and we know because we've been there). I feel very fortunate to have had the opportunity to see a midwife throughout the second half of my pregnancy and I am optimistic about the induction.

My instructions say to call at 0430 and make sure there is a room available. Please pray that there is. For everyone's sake. The instructions also say not to use hair products or make up. I am using my hair glue and no one can stop me. I think I'll just pack my make up since it could be a while, anyway. Corey and I have been making lists and packing and trying to prepare ... but we really can't grasp what we are about to experience. I am coping by printing maps and directions so that we can get Parker's birth certificate, SSN and passport in the works by the end of the week.

We have spent the past few years talking about starting a family and we've been through so much to get to this point. Tomorrow is just the beginning. We keep talking about the possibility that we might be doing something for the "last time" as just a couple. We've had about 3 "last" breakfasts out at restaurants :) Now that we are scheduled for an induction, it is real. All day today, Corey and I have looked at each other and said "wow... she's going to be here tomorrow." I've spent the past few weeks looking at her playard before bed and wondering if I will go into labor that night and if she'll be laying there in a few days. Now I know that she will be home with us in this week. We feel like we've been ready for weeks in some regards and that we'll never be ready in others. We just can't conceptualize what tomorrow will bring. I think we are both terrified and excited. We know our lives are going to be forever changed. I am so fortunate to have Corey as my husband and I can't imagine what my life would be like without him. I am sure that after tomorrow, I won't be able to imagine our life without Parker, either.

Corey got his new glasses! Just in time, too. Now if I go into labor before my induction, I am confident that he will be able to see while he is driving. I think he looks very handsome in these frames!! I also think it's cute that he is surprised that he can see better. Silly Corey.

My first "baby," Bailey. He knows something is going on. Yesterday (as you can see, I did not fix my hair or put on any make up) he sat in my lap most of the afternoon. Both boys are curious because they are not allowed in our room, and both of them have started crying at our door around 4 or 5 AM. We've been trying to feed them only 2 times each day instead of letting them graze, and for a few days, we thought they were hungry when they cried. It turns out that they just want attention. They want to be held, and what they'd both love is to jump up in bed with us and snuggle. Jack has been craving this and it is pretty funny to see a 20 lb. cat collapse in your arms and start purring.

We changed our flights AGAIN this week and if all goes well, the cats will be flying with us to Japan in September. The only thing stopping us would be the temperature, and we've done our best to get flights in the morning before the temperature reaches 85 degrees, which is the cut-off. Now Corey and I are both flying out on September 9th. Parker, Bailey and I will be flying from San Antonio -> San Francisco -> Osaka -> Okinawa. We will arrive on September 10th, the night before Corey, and will stay at his sponsor's house. Corey will take Jack and fly from San Antonio to Denver and then to Seattle. There he as a 12 hour layover, so he and Jack have hotel reservations. Jack will need a little break because they will leave Seattle on September 10th at 2:30 AM and take 4 more flights to reach Okinawa. We have submitted our pet import papers and are awaiting approval from the Osaka airport for Bailey. The boys will have to stay in a kennel once on base because they aren't allowed in temporary housing in Japan. What is really frustrating is that at Lackland AFB, they actually allow pets in the temporary housing if you are moving into San Antonio, but not if you are leaving. So in addition to getting our house settled with the buyer (carpet cleaning, etc.) we are now going to be moving from our house to the base to a Residence Inn so that we can bring the boys. Could it be more complicated?

Corey has many, many skills but swallowing pills is not one of them. These are Corey's new vitamins. He claims that he will actually take vitamins now that they come in the form of candy. This leaves me feeling like I might have more parenting to do than I am bargaining for with Parker... I will have to police 2 people's vitamins! I am glad that he has agreed to take vitamins (he was willing to try after realizing that daily sunscreen wasn't so hard) because we are both going to need some extra energy!

Corey did redeem his adult status following the gummy vitamin encounter. He agreed to let me donate his "homeless blanket" to Goodwill and he picked out a new blanket at Costco. Corey has a habit of sitting at the computer or studying (not too much longer!) with a blanket wrapped around his shoulders. I tried to hint that this was a little strange for a man in his 30's by giving him a nice robe for Christmas when we were engaged. He's since explained that while he likes his robe, the blanket allows him more options and in his opinion, more freedom for movement. To try to discourage him, I started telling him that he looked like a homeless person and that it was time to give up the blanket. Over the past few years, I have decided that this is a habit that has become a part of who Corey is and I am now trying to accept it. At least he agreed to a new blanket that won't look too out of place if he leaves it laying around our house. I am really hoping Parker does not crave a blanket as a security item!

We will update our blog as soon as we can. We appreciate everyone's prayers, love, support and patience. We have all been waiting a long time to meet Parker and we could not be more excited!