Tyler's fifth, Fox's third, and Evie's First First Day of Fall!
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
I'm Sittin' Here I'm One Day Old
When Evangeline was one day old several terrible things happened to her.
First of all she had to get a blood draw, which seemed to take FOREVER and she cried bitterly the whole time. A nurse (big liar) tried to tell me that it didn't really hurt the babies and that they mostly just cried because they didn't like being moved around and handled so much.
Second of all we changed her shirt.
Thirdly we put her in her car seat.
But some delightful things happened too. Like she got to snuggle with all the people who love her most, She wore a cute hat, and she got to go home.
The children were so in love! They had to be within at least 5 inches of her at all times. Fox brought her Baby Andrew's (doll) "jammas." But they were "moo mall" (too small)
So tired!
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Birth Story: Blogged.
When I went into labor two and a half weeks early Nick and I were both surprised and somewhat in denial. In fact, when my contractions woke me up at 3:20 in the morning on August 7, I thought to myself, "Woah! I have to pee so bad that my bladder is on fire!" But, five minutes later when it happened again I realized that maybe that was a contractions and "What the crap, am I in labor?"
So I timed the contractions for about fifteen minutes and then woke up Nick and asked him for some water because maybe I was just dehydrated, right? (Side note: Nick was weirdly nice and polite from the second I woke him up. He is usually pretty irritable when he gets woken up. Like when I woke him up to tell him I was in labor with Fox he was like, "What?!" as in what are you doing waking me up?) The water did not help. We called the midwife and drove to the hospital. This whole time we are both still thinking that it was false labor.
6 centimeters. This is the real deal. In a matter of hours I am going to have to push a baby out which is very painful, and we will forever more be the parents of three children. And sure enough, at 7:43 am I reached down and caught my baby and held her. She was smaller then my other babies and a little chubbier in the cheeks but still a little Nick. She was so warm and snuggle-y.
I remember feeling so happy to be done being pregnant and giving birth. I was perfectly content to just lay there while other people carried her around and checked her vitals and put a hat on her head and swaddled her. Then I held her again and she was so tiny and sweet like a little new born baby and I just loved her.
A few details about the birth:
- I walked around and talked and drank water though all of my contractions until I started to transition.
- Then I only yelled like a two year old and accused everyone around me of being big fat liars who didn't know anything about what was going on at all. It went kind of like this: "You're doing great.You're so close." "No, I'm not!" "She's almost there." "No, she's not!"
- Right when I transitioned, there was a shift change and I got a new nurse who only saw me acting like a crazy person.
- Also she was convinced that I was going to bleed to death.
- I was not going to bleed to death.
- She seemed kind of new and frantic.
- Fox was terrified of seeing me in a hospital bed and wouldn't come near me.
- Tyler asked how the baby came out of my tummy and we told her. She was pretty grossed out.
- They both were in love with Evie instantly.
- Nick was a champ and only said, "I think I need your mom here" once.
- I bounced back right away and started tidying my recovery room.
- Evangeline choked on her spit up and turned blue twice.
- She was fine.
- And now there is a new person in our family.
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