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We have had a lot of people ask us why we chose the name Uriah. While uncommon, it is a little more traditional than Lisanna and Arrow, and definitely a much older name.

 Lisanna and Arrow’s names were much easier to come up with because we really only chose one name. Lisanna’s middle name and Arrow’s first name were both family names, Robert and Elaine. When it came to Uriah, we had two names to come up with. We wanted to make sure that his name was particularly meaningful. We chose Lisanna and Arrow because we liked the names, but not really because of their meanings.

 I’ll start with Scout because it’s an easier explanation. Scout is less meaningful, but took longer to come up with. I read “To Kill a Mockingbird” last year with my English students and was really amazed by the main character’s dad. We liked the name Atticus, but it is too hard to say in Japanese and sounds awkward with a last name that starts with “s.” We liked how Scout sounded with Uriah, so it became the middle name!

As for Uriah, this time in our life has been different in so many ways from the time when we had the other two. We are older, further in our walk together and with God, and, of course, we live on the other side of the world. At this current time in our lives, we have been relying on God as our light. There is so much darkness in Japan and so many more variables to our lives than we ever had in the States. Over the past two years, God has shown himself again and again, shining in the darkness and lighting our path. We wanted to choose a name that reflected that light for this new gift that God was giving us. 

The other thing we wanted to make sure of was that his name could be easily pronounced in Japanese. We plan on living here for the long run, so his name should work in both English and Japanese. That brought us to Uriah. Uriah can be pronounced (you-rye-uh) in Japanese and it means, “God is my light.” Our prayer for this little boy is that he would grow up embracing the truth of God’s light in his own life.

So tell me - what's the story behind your own kids' names?


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It’s really amazing to me how each and every birth is different. Same mom and dad, completely different baby and a changing body with each one.


With the other two, I ended up at the hospital at 40 weeks, 2 days with a broken water. With this guy, I ended up at the hospital at 40 weeks, 2 days with high blood pressure. While I’m sure it was due to stress, it could still be problematic for me and baby, so the doctor recommended induction on that day at the very latest.


While I would have obviously preferred to start labor naturally, I didn’t see any sense in endangering us.


Actually, the really nice part about inducing is that you know when you’re going in. You aren’t caught unawares at 3 in the morning without a shower. You don’t have to call a sitter and hope they can be there in the next 10 minutes.

Before changing and heading to the delivery room for induction
We were able to prepare the kids for what was happening the previous day. We told them that we’d drop them off at school and then we’d go have the baby. We told them who would be picking them up and that we hoped they could come see the baby after school. I think this made the adjustment much easier for them, as they didn’t just wake up without us home.

So we dropped the kids off at their school about 8:45, grabbed some breakfast for Brandon, and then went in for a check up at 9:10. They said at this point I had already dilated to a three (it had been a zero the week before) and the baby had started to descend. They checked me in, got my IV inserted (after 6 TRIES) and then took me to the delivery room where they started to administer the pitocin at 11:10.


It was the weirdest thing - at noon they brought me lunch. I was sitting in a delivery room, being administered pitocin, weathering fairly regular contractions, eating lunch, I was shocked. When I shared with them that in the U.S. you only get ice chips, they were shocked. They said, “how would you have the energy to deliver a baby if you didn’t eat???”

Awkward couple photo the year - after lunch
Haha, finally some reason! (Side note - I think the real reason is that they don’t get anesthesia in Japan. An epidural isn’t an option and, even if you ended up needing an emergency c-section they will only use local anesthesia. So there is no risk of you needing it and then throwing up.)


Anyway, so I ate my lunch and my water broke around 1:30. Around 3:15 they said, “you’re a six and you’re going to deliver soon, so you should get up and use the restroom. You can go after this next contraction.”


The next contraction came and my back started hurting. They said I shouldn’t get up, had the doctor check again, and I was a 7. That was when the contractions really started hurting. I started feeling like I should push and they said I needed to wait because I was only at an 8. By 3:44 they said I was fully dilated and should push. I started pushing and Uriah Scout entered the world a mere 7 minutes later at 3:51.

Moments after he was born - they laid him on me as they cleaned him up
I know I have heard people say that using pitocin can make your birth faster and more painful. I felt like this was both, but I also think I just don’t quite remember the details of my last two births. I’m sure it hurt and I know they were both really fast - I only pushed for 30 minutes with Lisanna and 15 minutes with Arrow.

We spent the first two hours of his life in this room then headed back to the shared room to start our stay
But the beautiful thing about birth is that when it’s over you have the best reward. Yes, you have a recovery and many, many sleepless nights ahead of you, but you also have a baby that you worked so hard to make over the last nine months.



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Dear Baby Boy,

You are due any day now.

In this last moments, as I lay awake night after night, I'm anxious to meet you. You have already changed my life so much, and I can't wait to see your squishy new face.

Yet, as anxious as I am to meet you I am also anxious to hold onto these last moments.

These last moments of you kickboxing me and squirming in your haven that is my belly.

These last moments when I feel like I actually have some semblance of control over just how quickly you grow.

I just went to check in on your big brother. (He loves you so much, by the way. He is already making sure you are never left out and covering my belly with kisses.)

But, as I checked on your brother, I saw just how big he is. For a moment, I saw a flash of the little baby he once was - the little baby you will be when we meet.

And I realized, it won't be long until you are that big. It won't be long until you are bigger and stronger and wiser than he is right now.

These days, these moments, are so fleeting. Year after year, I'm amazed by just how quickly my babies grow.

Even with you, baby boy, it seems like we just found out you would be joining our family and now you're almost here.

So I guess what I'm trying to say is, you can take your time. I know that soon you will be here bringing joy and pride into our home, and just as soon you will be grown up and starting a family of your own.

So you can take your time. I say this now, and don't think I don't mean it when I'm anxiously awaiting your arrival. I'm excited to meet you, but I know that our days are numbered. I'm just thankful that they are numbered by the One who also knows what's best for you and me.

I love you, and I will see you soon.

Love,
Mama
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