Saturday, March 27

Big Brother

  I always wished I had an older brother.
Tonight, before scripture study, Hyrum asked if he could hold baby Sarah.  He informed me after family prayer that he wasn't finished holding her because he loves her too much.  By the time stories had been read, teeth brushed, pajama's put on, and the girls settled for the night - I walked into my bedroom to find him dozing...
Let's just say, I'm grateful my son came first - and that he now has three little sisters to look out for.

Sunday, March 21

Beautiful Baby

Although I had been scheduled to be induced Friday morning at six am, I was pleased to find myself progressing in labor starting at nine-thirty pm Thursday night, and my first bag of waters broke in my bath tub at about two-thirty am.  After that, I went shopping at Kroger with my Mom for about a half hour to walk around then headed to the hospital. We ended up arriving at the hospital at about three-thirty am.  By the time six came around, I was dilated to a six.   And at eight-thirty, I was to an eight.  The mid-wife broke my second bag of water (which was like a flood, more than I've ever seen) and within a half hour, I got on all fours and pushed with three of the most painful contractions I've ever felt at which point, Sarah literally dropped under me and the mid-wife caught her with her strong hands.  It was a very large and healthy looking cord that had a knot in it which the mid-wife carefully untied.  I then delivered the placenta which was also huge and healthy looking.  Much better than I remember Angela's...Sarah has already lost nearly one lb in two days but has been gulping my colostrum like it's milk every chance she gets.  I'm now starting to get my milk in.
The labor was almost identical to Angela's with plenty of breaks in between contractions, and just an overall slow progression so it wasn't too much to handle.
She's here!  She gulps air constantly when she's hungry which intrigued all the nurses.  Maybe that comes with being a week late...she came out starving and nursed for at least fifteen minutes on each side then had three poopy diapers in the seven hours I went without nursing her.
Sarah Diane was born at 9:06 am on Friday, March 19th.  She weighed 8 lbs 9 oz, and was 21 and 1/2 inches long.  She barely fits the newborn pajamas we brought to take her home in and can't quite stretch to her fullest in them.
Definitely one of our kids, she probably reminds me most of Hyrum in build and in certain features on her face.  But depending on which picture you look at, she could look like a twin to Ginnie, Angela or Hyrum as newborns.  She has whitish blonde hair and a calm nature.
We're so happy she made it and I loved my mid-wife who happened to be on duty when I delivered.
My Mom labored with me all night long and Dan missed the birth by about two minutes.

Monday, March 15

Pregnant Forever

  This is my attempt at an online support group.  Looking at my pregnancy ticker, I find it amusing that it says, "only -3 days to go".  Well, that number that was on a slow decline for all those months, is now growing each day, and it is a little depressing.
  My Mom leaves Saturday for home, and although I'm glad this isn't my first, I was hoping she'd get to see my new baby before she left.  But at least she's had plenty of time with her other grandchildren.
  Grandma has fixed up everything in our house and out while here.  Anything that was broken or neglected is in great shape now.  She's a regular handy man-and a very talented Grandma.  She's knitted hats for Ang and Sarah and little white booties, while keeping up on her BYU studies as a senior, and still had plenty of time to clean, make meals, and play a whole lot with my kids.

  As of the past week - my baseboard gaps are now all sealed, my toilet doesn't wobble anymore and both toilet paper dispensers are sturdy on the wall.  My license plate is drilled in at the bottom (first time since we got new license plates), my front license plate (that a guy backed into in the dark one night) is now bent straight-so looks like new.  The wooden slabs that were coming out along the corners of some walls are now calked back in place,  the entertainment center board that was warped is now drilled straight into place, and cupboard closes like it should and attaches.
  Looking at all the things she's made around my house in the past is impressive as well.  She wove the bassinet in my room, she's made countless doll blankets, a couple little pillows, dresses and head pieces, vases, painted pictures of my kids, and taken beautiful photos.

  Her talents and skills multiply by the dozens it seems.  I am grateful for the lightened load I've felt since she's been here and will miss her very much when she's gone.

  Dan is trying to get his Prospectus done during this week while she's here so he can really be here for my recovery to take care of the house and kids and not have to worry about whether he's on schedule with his PhD program.

  I'm in denial.  For the past couple weeks, I've been mindful of every detail to prepare myself for labor-my house has been in order-laundry and dishes and everything else kept up on, I've tried getting myself and the kids ready and eating good things, and getting good rest each day so that just in case it's the day, I'd be prepared.

  I've just hit the point where I don't care anymore and feel a need to join a support group because I feel I'll be pregnant forever.  Just going on with my life as if everything's normal and there isn't a baby coming any day.  And pretty much ignoring any and all contractions I feel (which are minimal).

  Ang just started coughing yesterday morning suddenly and hasn't felt well.  I thought it was perfect timing for Sarah to come while my kids were well.  Unfortunately, it was only a three week window and now it's passed and we're starting with the same old coughs and colds.

  I feel like a regular Eeyore but am still more than grateful for my Mom's help and support at this time.  It's been a party at our house with her here!

Pregnant Forever Club

This is my attempt at an online support group.
My Mom leaves Saturday for home, and although I'm glad this isn't my first, I was hoping she'd get to see her before she left.  But at least she's had plenty of time with her other grandchildren.
Grandma has fixed up everything in our house and out while here.  Anything that was broken or neglected is in great shape now.  She's a regular handy man-and a very talented Grandma.  She's knitted hats for Ang and Sarah and little white booties, while keeping up on her BYU studies as a senior, and still had plenty of time to clean, make meals, and play a whole lot with my kids.

My baseboards gaps are now all sealed, my toilet doesn't wobble anymore and both toilet paper dispensers are sturdy on the wall.  My license plate is drilled in at the bottom (first time since we got new license plates), my front license plate (that a guy backed into in the dark one night) is now bent straight-so looks like new.  The wooden slabs that were coming out along the corners of some walls are now calked back in place,  the entertainment center board that was warped is now drilled straight into place, and cupboard closes like it should and attaches.
Looking at all the things she's made around my house is impressive as well.  She wove the bassinet in my room, she's made countless doll blankets, a couple little pillows, dresses and head pieces, vases, painted pictures of my kids, and taken beautiful photos.

Her talents and skills multiply by the dozens it seems.

I am grateful for the lightened load I've felt since she's been here and will miss her very much when she's gone.

Dan is trying to get his dissertation done during this week while she's here so he can really be here for my recovery to take care of the house and kids and not have to worry about whether he's on schedule with his PhD program.


I'm in denial.  For the past couple weeks, I've been mindful of every detail to prepare myself for labor-my house has been in order-laundry and dishes and everything else kept up on, I've tried getting myself and the kids ready and eating good things, and getting good rest each day so that just in case it's the day, I'd be prepared.

I've just hit the point where I don't care anymore and feel a need to join a support group because I feel I'll be pregnant forever.  Just going on with my life as if everything's normal and there isn't a baby coming any day.

Ang just started coughing yesterday morning suddenly and hasn't felt well.  I thought it was perfect timing for Sarah to come while my kids were well.  Unfortunately, it was only a three week window and now it's passed and we're starting with the same old coughs and colds.

I feel like a regular Eeyore but am still more than grateful for my Mom's help and support at this time.

Sunday, March 7

Well we should have a new baby girl within the next few days, maybe tomorrow! She will be a good size baby and she will bring lots of sunshine to Ohio! We will let everyone know as soon as we hear!

Stellaluna and Cardboard Butterflies

  My thoughts have been turned to a famous LDS blogger.  Josh Weed is his name. He had come out with a post about four years ago decla...