Archive for August, 2010

Isabelle Grace

Minutes old!

I realize it has been awhile since I have posted, but this time I have an excellent excuse. Isabelle Grace arrived on August 9 at 2:27 pm. ( that makes her birthday 8-9-10, kinda cool huh). She was 7lbs 6ozs.  We are all totally in love!! She was 8 days late, and I ended up having to be induced. I really wanted her to come on her own, but she had other ideas. We went in for the induction at 7:30 but by the time they started the Pitocin it was 9:00. From 9 until 1 they upped the pit every 20 minutes and although the contractions were somewhat stronger they were not much more than what I’d been having for the last 3 weeks.  My Dr. came back at 1 to break my water and I had dilated 1/2 a centimeter. I was a whopping 1 and 1/2 centimeters. I was getting a little scared, thinking my body may have forgotten how to do this, and I would end up having a c-section. I apparently had some cervical scaring (who knew there was such a thing?) so when she broke my water she did a little manual dilating. This was not as bad as it sounds. The contractions got extremely intense very quickly. With in 10 minutes I was in full-blown labor. At this point I just want to say that HOLY CRAP does that hurt. Some one needs to come up with a better system. Maybe an escape hatch or something. Since I hadn’t been dilating I thought they would check me and I’d be 4 centimeters, this was about the time I decided that an epidural was just about the best idea since Diary Queen.  The nurse checked and all hell broke loose. I realized I needed push, when I looked up again there were 8-10 people in the room (not one of which was my dr). And a very large spot light had descended from the ceiling. Now maybe it’s just me but what on earth do we need a light that big for? We are not cave diving here. But I digress, when I looked up again there was an OB Dr talking to me,  and I swear to God he looked like he was 12 years old. Not that I really cared at that point.  Any body who was able to catch was good enough. A couple of really good pushes later and she was out. My Dr. did end up making it for most of the delivery. Craig was absolutely wonderful! I couldn’t have asked for anything more. But everything happened so fast that by the time the girls got to the hospital she had arrived.

3 days old

It’s hard to remember how really small they are. Even her newborn things are large on her.  She nursed very quickly and has been a pro ever since. Our first  two nights were challenging to say the least. She slept a grand total of 2 hours. But it is getting better. The last 3 nights she’s slept 5 hours, which I think is fantastic for a baby who isn’t even 2 weeks old. I’m starting to feel like a functioning adult again. I was even able to get some hand dyeing done. Craig and the  girls have been absolutely fantastic about keeping everything clean and organized around the house. Which makes it feel like things are still running relatively smoothly, even when my participation is minimal. Every new mom should have this amount of help.

11 days old


Keeping busy

Well, it’s August. I’m still here, still hugely pregnant, and obviously no baby.  I went to the Dr. Friday and since I am measuring 42 weeks (it’s no wonder I can’t breathe) if I don’t have her by next Friday they will send me to labor and delivery and I will be induced. That is definitely not my ideal way to go but, having a nice healthy baby is the goal, so I will suck it up and go with the flow. We have all but decided on a name, to be announced when our little one makes her grand entrance.

All MIne!!!

In the mean time I spent yesterday dyeing yarn, and will be getting pictures today if the weather cooperates. I even dyed a skein for myself of that wonderful silk/merino yarn. I plan to make a bonnet for the baby for the fall/winter. I’ll have to find just the right pattern. My youngest Daughter helped with the dyeing,  so we got to spend some quality one on one time together. I always love having each of the kids on their own. Even the kids who are not kids anymore. This is something that has gotten a lot easier as they have gotten older. When they were all little it was a rare event. So I appreciate it all the more. I’m still amazed they actually want to spend time with me given their respective ages. (22, 18, 16, &12)

Craig,  Alexandra and Ashlyn   cut and stacked wood yesterday. I thought this more physical activity might help start my labor. I didn’t however take into account a few key elements of doing wood. A). You need actual shoes. that’s a bit of a problem. I not only can’t reach my feet, I don’t have shoes that fit. So I just wore my flip-flops. I knew I would hear some protesting, but since I have been a hormonal mess lately, I knew they wouldn’t say too much. B). I can’t bend down. this makes picking up the wood to either put it in the truck or in the splitter rather difficult, since it obviously doesn’t jump into your hands. And finally C). I settled on stacking the wood in the truck to be transported to the lean-to where we keep it. Hard to believe, but I miss calculated the girth of my belly. I couldn’t lean in far enough to actually stack the wood on the truck.  It was at this point that I gave up and went for a walk waddle. I now know that the reason my family didn’t give me too much grief on the whole wood thing was because, they had already figured out A, B, & C.

Today we decided to live dangerously, by tempting the labor Gods. We are finally laying our living room floor. We’ve had the flooring since the remodel this spring but one thing or another has kept us from getting to it, until now. Truthfully I think it would still be put on hold until the fall in favor of the millions of outside projects that need to be done, if Craig wasn’t feeling sorry for me. I’ll take what I can get at this point, I’m not proud.