We\’ve made it through the first week! We had to take Lucy for a jaundice test yesterday (always on the weekend…), and she hasn\’t pooped since Tuesday. So… she has an appontment with the doctor this afternoon.
I\’m picking up my mom at the airport this morning. We\’ve had lots of help and food, but there\’s nothing like having your mom. She sees stuff that needs to get done - moms have special eyes:) I am very thankful for the timing… I really need her help. Things are going very well (OK, except for lack of poop and possible jaundice…), but it\’ll be nice to have reinforcements.
I am behind on other\’s posts and my own (in addition to laundry, and various other household tasks), but I anticipated that. Right now, I am just enjoying looking at and smooching on Lucy and keeping Joel and Livi from smothering her with their sibling love:)
Lucy was born the morning of Sunday, MArch 13!!!
Our “little” girl weighed in at 10lbs and 4.7 oz! She meassured a lengthy 21.5 inches - 2 inches longer than both her brother and sister! We are doing great, just a little sleep (OK, and a little sore!).
Now it is confirmed that I had a reason to feel a bit uncomfortable!!! She is beautiful and precious and adorable and I just need to transfer pics from the cam to iPhoto and everyone can see what I’m talkin’ about!!!
Here we go! Hope it\’s not a false alarm!
some nursing mothers (even some who have past that stage) say they sometimes experience the feeling of their milk \”letting down\” when they hear a baby cry? Not only their own, but ANY baby… I\’ve never experienced that, probably because I rarely had \”let down\” while actually nursing - another topic for another time…
Back to the post — I\’m wondering if the same kind of phenomenon might happen if I go hang out at the maternity ward. Hmmm. Perhaps hearing the screams of the mothers and the cries of the babes will evoke a physiological response from my uterus and cause \”real\” labor to begin. I\’m desperate here… not enough for castor oil yet, but I can\’t predict the future!!!
There is no exciting news yet. So, stop reading if you don\’t want to read stuff I\’ve already written! We are still waiting. Paul is absorbing the brunt of my physical and emotional limitations. Friends have been so kind and encouraging. I went to a MOPS meeting this morning, and one friend rubbed my shoulders… after that, everyone gathered around and prayed for me, the baby and my family.
Still…. I wait. I try to make the best of the pain and uncomfortableness, but I don\’t keep things in very well. My back and rib area constantly remind me of my limits. Did you know that scars from gall bladder surgery REALLY hurt when a baby kicks and stretches them all the time? I never knew it could be so painful.
I have triend everything short of castor oil to get things moving — yesterday I even spent awhile in my \”garden\” (I use that term loosely here) and pulled a bunch of weeds.
I feel kinda silly because I thought we\’d have met this little one by now. Having many and fairly painful contractions so early on has really put us all on \”high alert\”. But being ready to jump on a dime for these weeks has taken a toll. So many people are waiting to help with the kids, the kids are about to crawl out of their skin because they want a baby so bad, my husband in constantly trying to keep up or ahead on work and is trying to balance the \”groove\” of work tasks, knowing at any moment it could be interrupted, and I don\’t want to keep up on housework anymore.
So, Baby, just wanted to let you know it\’s OK to join us out here. We are ready and excited. Mommy loves to feel you move and hiccup, but I am starting to feel like I miss you. I want to hold you, see you, smooch your head… Livi wants to sing \”Twinkle, Twinkle Littel Star\” to you, and Joel wants to hear the noises you\’ll make and snuggle you. And, of course, there\’s Daddy… he wants you to fall asleep on his chest and to take you outside and show you around! What are you waiting for? We have warm clothes and we\’ll even turn up the heat. I know it\’s pretty cozy where you are, but we\’ll make sure you get comfy with us too:)
I stumbled upon The Blue Sloth a few days ago. I enjoy reading clippits of other bloggers… their careers, their season in life… So, when I came across this blog, I read the sections on the right - \”Who\”, \”What\”, and \”Why\”. The quote below is from his \”What\” section\”…
\”I\’m a wildly imaginative, fiercely competitive, compassionate and nurturing father of three quick-witted, rambunctious, sweet and wonderful children. I am not afraid to walk my own path, though I often feel invisible as a result. I yearn for more free time to write and sculpt, but the juice has definately been worth the squeeze. I miss my daughter now that she\’s in kindergarten. I also miss diet coke, but that\’s another story.\”
As a parent, I was touched by his description of parenting. I relate to what he wrote. My favorite excerpt is, \”the juice has definitely been worth the squeeze\”. As much as I have struggled with lack of time to pursue things I love outside of being a mother… the juice has definitely worth the squeeze.
It\’s more than just time and interests that are sacrificed. Mommy Matters wrote,
There is more to me than being a mother. I just don\’t remember any of it.
I thought that was pretty clever and funny and something that really clicked with me. I like her perspective and humor.
I have often felt lost in this role and have had a hard time seeing beyond the title. I\’ve even noticed that this blog has become much more \”mom-ish\” than I originally intended. I am realizing that I have not lost my individual identity. I have interests and joys, and my children are woven throughout. I want that. My life is different and interests have changed as a result. It has taken time to grow and change as a woman, mother, wife… I can guess this is not the end of it either.
This blog will probably continue to be very mom-focused. Heck - it IS the season of my life. Our newest addition will start the cycle over very soon! I may not remember ALL the parts of me that are beyond \”mom\”, but I am a different person because of this \”role\”. I think I am a better person. In this world people are so focused on \”me\” and \”mine\”. It drives me crazy. I question how beneficial that way of thought is. I feel good about letting that focus of self go… and instead, I plan on enjoying \”the juice\”.
Froggie overheard a conversation between her daughter and one of her classmates. Sometimes the honesty of children can causse embarrassment, even humiliation. However, in Froggie\’s case, the girls gave her quite the compliment! A pretty princess like Gwen Stefani!!!
Her story reminded me of a conversation I heard when I was a substitute teacher. I was subbing at the 1st or second grade level. I was picking up the class from recess. A little girl at the front of the line said to me, \”You\’re pretty\”. I thanked her, I knew she meant it:) The little boy next to her said, \’She\’s right, you ARE pretty. Boy, my dad would sure like you!\”
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