Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Adam's Birth Story

I haven't felt much like blogging lately. I have been busy with my new little baby, but I thought that I should share the miracle of our baby.

The pregancy with Adam was wonderful and trying. I became pregnant only a few short months after miscarrying for the third time. The feelings I had were overwhelming. I wanted to be happy, but I was still mourning the loss of our little one. Bleeding occurred early on in the pregnancy and I was terrified that I would again suffer the loss of another baby. The bleeding turned out to be caused by a cyst that had ruptured, but the fear remained for weeks.

I began having Braxton hicks at about 23 weeks. I was praying that I would not have the baby quite yet. With every contraction my fears grew. I wanted this baby to live. I wanted to hold him in my arms.

At 35 weeks, I went to the hospital with preterm labour. Luckily with lots of fluids and rest, I was able to keep my little one inside the safe confines of my womb. People were praying for my baby and that was such a comforting feeling. The Braxton hicks continued and were relentless. They kept me up at night, came regularly and then disappeared. I wasn't sure if I would know when I was actually in "real" labour.

I had an appointment with the midwives at 39 weeks. My midwife checked my cervix and told me that all of the contractions had only dialated me to about 3 cms. We made plans to induce naturally at 40 weeks and planned my husband's holidays accordingly. But luckily, that would not need to happen.

On Saturday, the 11th of August at around 4 am, I felt an increased amount of cervical mucus gush out. I knew that it wasn't my water breaking, but it was an odd feeling that needed to be looked at. I also wanted to desperately clean myself up. While using the bathroom I noticed an ever so faint amount of bloody show. After I cleaned up, I debated on whether or not to tell Sascha, my husband. It was so early. Something urged me to go downstairs and tell him. I remember waking him and telling him that the baby was coming. Out of nowhere, I began having contractions that were about 2-3 minutes apart.

Sascha got dressed and we went upstairs. I had a few more contractions and he urged me to promptly call the midwife. At 4:11am, I called my midwife's pager. We spoke for no more than a minute. I just told her that the baby was on it's way and that I had some bloody show. She told me that she was on her way and I hung up. Normally she would have asked me questions, but she didn't. I went to the kitchen and breathed through one contraction after another.

All of the children were sleeping. Sascha was busying himself getting everything ready for the midwive's arrival. He set up the tarps, the birthing pool, hooked up the hose and who knows what else he was doing. I blogged a quick post about the garden and then I laboured quietly in the kitchen as I had done with Patrick's birth. The contractions weren't overly strong, but I give credit to my breathing. If you haven't read "Birthing from Within", I suggest that you do. Those techniques really work.

At about 5:00am the midwife and a student midwife arrived. Sascha greeted them and helped them find their way around the house and start unpacking their gear. At some point, my lovely midwife asked to check my cervix. I agreed to let her check because I was curious as to how long I would still be labouring. To our surprise, I had already dialated to 9cm and she could feel a bulge from the bag of waters.

I then went back to the kitchen to labour some more. Everyone left me alone, which is a good thing. It was then, though that I needed them most. I remember looking at Sascha and then at the midwife saying that I feel the head coming down. I could feel the pressure. I remember crossing my legs and telling them that I wasn't ready yet. The pool only had a few inches of water in it and I hadn't called the doula yet.

My midwife urged me to go to the bathroom to see if the water would break. It broke almost immediately after I sat down. I didn't want to birth my baby on the toilet. The thought repulsed me. I had miscarried here. There was a tiny problem though, the head was half way out. The midwife also mentioned that there was also meconium in the water. Everything happened so quickly after that. The midwife grabbed a blue underpad and used it to hold the baby's head while we scurried to the living room to finish birthing the baby. Sascha quickly spread a plastic tarp and a sheet over the couch. All the while, I remember panting (you know a la lamaze) and trying not to push. I got to the couch, leaned back and the rest of baby's head and one of his shoulders came. I pushed once and he was born. It was so fast, it was only 5:20am. My midwife suctioned Adam while I held him. He had thankfully only ingested a very little of the meconium. She checked his lungs periodically and within half an hour, they were completely free.

Slowly, the kids started getting up and coming to see what the commotion was. I was holding the new baby in my arms. Noah got to clamp and cut the cord. Maria got to eventually dress him. We all cuddled and were in awe of this little miracle. Adam Gerard was born into our hearts and arms. He weighed 10lbs. and was 21 1/4 inches long.

Just seconds after Adam was born.
Big brother Noah clamping and cutting the cord.
A chubby cherub.
Being weighed.
Getting dressed by his big sister.
The whole gang.

 
Once again, I want to thank everyone for their thoughts and prayers. I am positive, that it was through these intercessions that Adam's birth went so smoothly.

Monday, August 27, 2012

Babymoon Daybook

Outside my window...
...it is lookin overcast. It is supposed to get really hot today. This is perhaps the last time that we will have high 20'sC temps again for a long time.

I am thinking...
...that the last two weeks have flown by. Normally the first few weeks after the baby is born, the times seems as if it stands still.

I am thankful for...
...a husband who was home for the first two weeks. I am thankful that he was able to take off work, help out so much and also spend so much time cuddling our new family member.

...a healthy baby who is nursing really well.
...kids who have helped out so much the last few weeks and months.

From the lesson plans...
...we are doing last minute preparations for the new school year. I am excited and so are they to learn all sorts of new and exciting things.
 
From the kitchen...
...hmmmm.  I haven't had to cook lately, I better get something out of the freezer. Lunch is easy, sandwiches, fresh veggies and fruit.

I am wearing...
...track pants and a t-shirt.

I am creating...
...memories. I set aside all of my projects to be there for the family, take lots of pictures and create new memories.

I am planning...
...take it easy and not be too hard on myself if things get crazy around here. A new baby, a somewhat jealous toddler and three kids who need to do school are hopefully not going to be too hard on mommy.

I am reading...
... The Mission of Motherhood: Touching Your Child's Heart for Eternitymostly while nursing and Beautiful Girlhood: Revised by Karen Andreolawith Maria. I was also reading something else, but I can not remember what it was.

I am hoping...
...that my husband fairs well back to work and that despite having a newborn that he is getting enough sleep.

I am hearing...
...hammering of nails. The neighbours are getting a new roof.

Around the house...
...the usual, laundry needs to be folded, dinner needs to be put in the crockpot and the bathroom desperately needs to be cleaned.

I am going...
...try to workout everyday. I love doing T-tapp and how good my back feels afterwards.

I am praying for...
...my husband's promotion. He is only temporary full-time and he is hoping to be taken on permanently. If not, they will lay him off after his two years are up.

...Patrick's godparents who are awaiting their 7th.

For the rest of the week...
...trying to stay sane.

A quote for the day...

“There are no formulas given in the Bible for Motherhood – each mom’s puzzle is different. We must walk by faith.” ― from the Mom Heart Conference.

A picture thought...


Saturday, August 11, 2012

Announcing

Baby Adam Gerard came rather quickly into the world this morning. Shortly after my garden post, I gave birth. He was born at 5:20am and weighed 10lbs and is 21 1/4 inches long. He is beautiful and we are so happy. Thank you so much for your prayers.  Have a blessed weekend and Feast of St. Clare.

Garden Journal

I haven't been out to tend my garden in a while. Being 9 months pregnant is a good excuse, isn't it? The kids have been eating right out of my garden. I managed to snap a few pictures yesterday, which is probably a good thing because baby looks like he might want to come today. So if this post is short winded and isn't coherent, then it is because I was trying to write despite contractions.









I hope you have a wonderful Saturday. To see more garden journals, visit Ginny at Small Things. I will see you again after baby comes. God bless and please keep us in your prayers.

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Yarn Along


This week's Yarn Along involves another couple of baby items. What a surprise?!? I needed a little bit of a change, so this week my projects are all crochet projects. Here are the links to my ravelry pages so that you can whip up these super cute hats for your cuties: KnottyKnotty's Sock Monkey Hat by Kristi and the Toddler Owl Hat by Amy Gaines .

If you have been following my blog, you will know that these two patterns are free patterns. I try not to pay for patterns if I can help it. I also use yarn that is good quality, but economical. The monkey hat is made with Cascade 220 worsted weight yarn and the owl hat is made with Wool of the Andes worsted weight yarn.





I am still reading Death Comes to Pemberley by P.D. James. It isn't as good as I hoped, but I can't not finish it.

Don't forget to join in this week's Yarn Along. Ginny has a guest poster this week.

God Bless Friends,

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Tuesday Morning Daybook

Outside my window...
...it is lookin overcast. Perhaps rain, perhaps not. I really wish that it would rain.

I am thinking...
...that I need to share some pictures of my garden. It is positively wild right now. I haven't been attending to it much lately and it is growing and growing.

I am thankful for...
...kids who love to make bread, muffins and lately help with meal prep. They are so much of a help that I don't know what I would do without them.
...friends who are praying for the healthy arrival of our next baby.

...a husband who gets it when I burst out in tears on the way to Mass. A man who gets up with me almost every night because of false labour or just escorts me upstairs to the bathroom to make sure that I get there alright.

From the lesson plans...
...I am thinking that I need to map out Noah's lesson plans soon. I should have done it by now.

From the kitchen...
...blueberry banana bread with fruit salad for breakfast, homemade bread for sandwiches at lunch and perhaps a crockpot stew. Hmmm. Maybe the kids will make that stew they made last week.

I am wearing...
...pj's. It is still early.

I am creating...
...I will have to think about this one. I have been knitting and crocheting up a storm. I have posted some of my recent projects on ravelry. Perhaps, I should finish the baby quilt I started a long time ago.

I am planning...
...to rest and be patient. I am really antsy. All of my babies have come during the 38th week of the pregnancy except one who came on 39+1. I am only two days away from 39+1 and thus getting impatient, especially since I was in the hospital at 35 weeks with preterm labour.

I am reading...
...Death Comes to Pemberley. The funny thing is that my older kids are always asking me to narrarate what happens. They have watched the BBC version of Pride and Prejudice and are very familiar with the characters.

I am hoping...
...that baby comes soon. I can hardly wait to meet him.

I am hearing...
...the light humming of the fans running in the house. I really hope that the house cools down a bit more before it goes up again later.

Around the house...
...a load of laundry is waiting in the dryer to be folded. My yarn and projects are piling up and need to find homes. Now, I am just trying to keep the place tidy and ready for the homebirth.

I am going...
...to spend some time with my feet up and relaxing.

I am praying for...
...Sam who is mourning the loss of baby Steven Thomas.

...Jamie Jo and her sweet little Simeon.

...a beautiful homebirth.

...my godmother who is still mourning the loss of my godfather. It would have been their 46th wedding anniversary yesterday.

...Patrick's godparents who are awaiting their 7th.

For the rest of the week...
...a midwife appointment on Wednesday.

A quote for the day...

“Patience is power. Patience is not an absence of action; rather it is "timing" it waits on the right time to act, for the right principles and in the right way.”   ― Fulton J. Sheen

A picture thought...
The first zucchinis from our garden. They are called Romanesco Heirloom Zucchinis. They taste better than regular zucchinis and have been all gobbled up. I hope that there are more waiting for us in the garden.
God Bless friends,

Friday, August 3, 2012

this moment - rainy summer days

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.




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Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Being Patient isn't Easy

One of the hardest things about being this far along in the pregnancy, is being patient. It is hard to be chipper when you are woke up every night with Braxton Hicks. It is a guessing game as to when our bundle will decide to arrive. At 35 weeks, we tried to keep him in to bake a little longer and now that he can come, we wait.

I try to pass the time by resting, knitting, reading, watching the Olympics and resting, knitting, you get the idea. I am bored. On top of that, I have Symphysis pubis dysfunction or SPD. It is very painful and it makes it difficult to walk. I keep tripping on the edges of the steps inside and outside the house. One night, I even cried because I couldn't get out of our soaker tub without pain or help. I am an independant personality and hate having people wait on me. I am slow, too. Really slow. I joke about feeling like an old lady, but in truth that is how I look these days.

I don't mean to complain because I am happy to be having another baby. I can hardly wait, but am a little on edge at the same time. As a veteran mom, I am fully aware of how painful childbirth can be. Then comes the hormone rampage that takes places in the early days thereafter. Everything is upside down. Breastfeeding is a struggle for me every time. You would think that that would get easier. Then you sweat, lose your hair, cry for no reason and feel the least human a person can feel for a while at least. I am an overtired bundle of mixed emotions.

But on the brighter side, our family had a really neat tradition. With the exception of Patrick's pregnancy, the older kids get to body paint mommy's belly. It is a welcoming ritual of sorts. So Sunday afternoon, we brought out the paints and everyone including dad did a little diy fingerpainting on the baby.


The rest of the time, I have hanging out on the couch with the little boys as they build forts. They are actually quite amusing.


And I even spent one whole day, (with lots of breaks) converting some cloth diapers from a dear friend from velcro to snaps.

I hopefully have enough diapers now to full-time cloth diaper two kids. I was really hoping that Patrick would be out of diapers by now, but he isn't. That is my reality. So now, I am going to put EWTN kids on for the kids and curl up and rest for a while. I will also go and pray for patience because the Lord knows I need it.

God Bless friends,

Yarn Along


This week has been very busy. I have been knitting like a crazy woman to get a few more projects done before the baby arrives.

I know that it is summer, but I wanted to try to knit up a cowl before the cold weather sets in. Here in Calgary, that can be as early as September. Last year, we saw our first snow in September. It was a simple pattern that I found online. I can't seem to find the pattern source for it.


This is my rendition of the Sacque de Bebe. You can find the pattern on ravelry. This is my first attempt at trying the magic loop cast on. I will definitely try it again, but I know already that I will be watching the youtube videos I found and pausing as I go along.
I also knit a doll, but it needs a waldorf style head. I won't show that because a headless doll, is well kinda weird.
I am actually reading something other than pregnancy books this week! I picked up my library hold of...
Join Ginny and the others on Ginny's blog for this week's Yarn Along.

God Bless friends,
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