Finally, a family of 5! November 29, 2013
This month was rather monumental for us—becoming a family of 5! Naomi Hope joined our brood on November 15; you can check out her birth story here. Now to our regularly scheduled monthly update!
Abigail has had the hardest time adjusting to Naomi of the four of us, but she’s getting better day by day. She’s been acting out mainly through sassy comments and being moody. I think the bottom line is that she doesn’t want to share mommy. I’ve been gone SO much since starting graduate school 18 months ago, and now that I’m home a bunch, splitting time is not what Abigail wants to do. She’s even wanted to stay home from preschool which NEVER would have happened pre-Naomi. We are finding ways to make her feel special and seen, though, and that’s helping a ton. She also loves helping with Naomi—whether it’s getting a clean diaper, scrubbing or brushing Naomi’s hair, talking to her in the bouncy seat, etc. So sweet.
This little lady had absolutely no issue adjusting to her big sister role. She seems to love it and is constantly trying to help—even if that means offering to pat Naomi’s back to help her burp or give me a new nursing pad. Madilyn is still doing great in preschool and is learning her letters and numbers. She’s also really been favoring her left hand as of late—a leftie, perhaps?
The hospital seems to add stuff with each kid we have. On the good side, they provided a celebratory dinner for us at the same rate of typical hospital food. Yay for that! On the not so great side, there was yet another screening (congenital heart defect screen) that I ended up refusing after hearing Naomi screaming outside my hospital door for far too many minutes. It’s not an invasive screening—just a pulse ox reading of a finger as compared with a toe. A large difference between the two could suggest a heart defect. The nurse couldn’t get the monitor to stay on Naomi’s finger, and when she got it on, Naomi was so upset that the readings were waaay off. I pulled a mama bear and went into the hall and took her away. Heh. It didn’t help that it was 1am. Anyhow, we got home from the hospital with Naomi on Sunday, November 17. While in the hospital, she dropped 6oz (down to 8lb, 1oz), but at her 3-day-old check up, she was back up to 8lb, 4oz, 20.5″ long, with a 14.5″ head. I wonder if she will plump up like both of her big sisters did!
After getting home, we hit the ground running by going grocery shopping, nursing bra shopping, and Target shopping because, well, we fit Target into most every day. Haha!
The girls had been staying with my parents since Naomi was born, but they brought them back on Monday afternoon. It was a pretty intense reunion. It’s funny how quickly David and I got adjusted to the relative “quiet” of a newborn; Naomi didn’t ask us questions, narrate the whole day, whine, complain, etc, and Naomi didn’t weigh 30+ pounds! So yeah, a rude awakening when the girls got back. We are settling into more of a routine now, so the days go a bit smoother.
When Naomi was 5 days old, Mary Frances Cochran came over to take newborn photos, and she did an incredible job! She transformed our bedroom into a photo studio and was in there for four hours or so. The results are awesome!
At the risk of jinxing it, we’ll just say that Naomi is sleeping better than Madilyn at this age, and for that, we are extremely grateful! No more sleeping details until we know a pattern is in place!
Oh, and hiccups stink. I forgot how annoying infant hiccups are, but with Naomi acting as a hiccuping queen or something, David and I are acutely aware of how poorly timed these interrupting body spasms are!
I was extremely blessed by my faculty at WCU and was given permission to stay at home from my due date until the beginning of spring semester in mid-January. I also was able to take a break from my clinic placement at the elementary school. November 6 was my last day at both, and it has been incredible having the extra family time!
On November 9, David turned 30! As you may remember, he celebrated in October by going camping with some of his close friends. On his actual birthday, though, we went out to breakfast at Bruegger’s Bagels. I then took the girls to a double baby shower for two pals having girls while David went hiking. That afternoon, the girls and I made a cake and icing for David, but I let them go wild with decorating. See the pictures below for proof of their creative endeavor. Instead of eating cake, though, David requested roasting marshmallows over a fire in our grill and making s’mores. After the girls finished dinner, outside we went to make birthday s’mores. The girls LOVED it; David and I had a good time as well, of course.
We have been incredibly blessed with a strong support network here in Asheville, and via that network, we have received and will continue to receive meals every other day clear through December. So thankful!
When Naomi was 1-week old, we made our first family-of-5 trip to see the Biltmore Park Christmas lighting event. Getting there and enjoying the lights and hot chocolate was great. The trip home was a little insane with Naomi screaming from fatigue and hunger, but we survived!
The following Monday, my mom and her sisters, Carol and Sarah, came up to Asheville to see Naomi and the big girls. It’s always so much nicer to introduce Naomi to folks when they come to us. Whew. I just feel so much more relaxed—not to mention, it’s nice to not have to pack up all the infant gear. How does someone so little require so much stuff?!
We celebrated thanksgiving as a family of 5 at our house with snow on the ground. We even made a tiny snow man! David, the girls, and I all made some portion of our thanksgiving meal…all from scratch! Rosemary-lemon turkey breast, yeast rolls, sweet potato casserole, cranberry sauce, chile pepper green beans, and pumpkin pie. So delicious! We have so much to be thankful for this year—topping the list is the fact that we get another 6 weeks of family time with me at home before spring semester gets cranked up. Praise God for that!
Naomi Hope: a birth story November 20, 2013
Unlike her sisters, Naomi opted for a speedy arrival once it was truly show time. She did take a full week or so to get into position, but she flew onto the scene. Here’s the gist of the week leading up to her arrival.
On November 6, my due date, I had my 40-week appointment where the midwife determined I was measuring too small for her comfort (35cm instead of 40cm fundal height). That can mean a few things: baby is small, baby has dropped down into the pelvis, or fluid levels are getting low. She ordered an ultrasound and had me sit for a non-stress test (NST). For those who don’t know, during an NST, you sit reclined in a chair with monitors strapped to your tummy: one to monitor baby’s heart rate, the other to monitor any contractions or baby movements. Then you just sit…and sit…and sit until the OB or midwife sees that the baby’s heart rate is reacting appropriately when baby is moving or mom has a contraction. For me, that meant sitting for 30+ minutes, drinking juice and eating crackers to encourage movement and even poke around on my tummy. Finally, the midwife was pleased.
On November 7, I headed to the hospital for my ultrasound to look at amniotic fluid levels. Anything over 5-6cm is considered safe, and I was at 8.3cm. Hurray! The ultrasound tech estimated baby’s weight to be 8.5 pounds at that point. Upon leaving the hospital, contractions started—around 1:40pm and stayed 15-17 minutes apart until 2am. They weren’t horribly painful, but they were lasting 30-45 seconds and were more uncomfortable and more regular than any Braxton Hicks contractions (the body’s practice contractions) I’d had. Contractions were on and off through the weekend, but nothing consistent.
On November 9, David turned 30 years old. I’ll go into more detail about his birthday in our November post, but we had a good time. I attended a double baby shower that morning with the girls for a couple of my pals. There were 7 pregnant mamas in our Sunday School class in July, and as of that shower, we were down to 4.
On November 11, I had another appointment complete with another NST and my first cervical check. I was deemed to be 1cm dilated, with a posterior cervix (must move to anterior to deliver) and a baby who had not dropped. The midwife offered to stretch my cervix in an effort to encourage contractions, and I consented. Ouch! She encouraged me to do a ton of walking and squatting to help baby drop. I made plans to do just that. The NST that day was closer to 40 minutes, and of course, I had David and the girls with me. Madilyn missed her nap for the appointment, so she cuddled up with me in the NST recliner. The nurse working with me came in to check and commented in amazement that the baby must have known his/her sister was close because the heart rate went way up when Madilyn snuggled and then regulated after a few minutes. So sweet!
On November 12, I had more on and off contractions at the same intensity level of the previous days but nothing consistent. It was one of the coldest days we’d had to date and was ridiculously windy. My plans to walk all day seemed foiled, but I did the best I could. David, Madilyn, and I power walked at the park while Abigail was at preschool until our hands went numb; then we went to Target to continue the walking before picking Abigail up. After naps, we bundled up and power walked the hills at the Arboretum—in the snow, mind you—while I stopped to squat whenever I could.
On November 13, I had my 41-week appointment. The midwife checked me and found me to be 2cm dilated with a more anterior cervix and a baby who had dropped a bit lower since Monday. David and I were so encouraged! The midwife then stretched my cervix again and swept my membranes—double ouch! She then scheduled my induction for Saturday, November 16 at 9am but assured me she felt I would go into labor in the next day or two. The remainder of the day, I had some contractions and bloody show. Our family of four all traveled out to the mall for some more power walking, and I started getting pretty sharp pains—not contractions—in the front of my pelvis making me fear PSD, where the joint at the pubis synthesis pulls apart. Yikes! Still not sure if that’s what it was, but when it happened, I couldn’t move. That night, I stood while watching the Matrix movie with David swiveling my hips and squatting. I had contractions that were more painful than previous ones and lasted up to a minute. They were around 10-15 minutes apart, so at 8:30, I texted our on-call folks to give them a heads up. I woke up with contractions on and off until 12:30am, then they stopped again.
On November 14, I decided to take castor oil which I had never done before, ever. It’s been used historically to start labor dating back to the Egyptians and essentially causes strong intestinal cramping which can encourage uterine contractions. It also causes vomiting and diarrhea in a lot of folks. So, I planned to take it at 1:30pm, but just before I did (literally, I was in the kitchen looking for the bottle), I had a contraction. These contractions stayed 5-10 minutes apart and were fairly painful. I called/texted our on-call people again around 9pm, then I took a bath and went to bed. Contractions spaced to 30 min apart, then 45, then nothing.
On November 15, Friday, Naomi’s birthday, I got ready in the morning and said a prayer about whether or not to actually try the castor oil. I was feeling incredibly anxious about the impending induction and wanted to exhaust all options beforehand. I ended up taking 2TBSP (first of 2 doses) at 9:25am mixed in orange juice (thanks for the tip, Emily!). With the girls in preschool, David and I spent the morning walking at Lowes, Target, and the park but no contractions—or any other nasty castor oil side effects. Back at home after preschool, I took my second dose at 12:15pm.
Madilyn picked out a book to read before her nap: “Just in Time” a Beauty and the Beast book about patience. Ha! During the middle of the book at 12:45, I had a contraction, and it was intense. I put Madilyn to bed, got Abigail set up for her quiet time and had another 2 contractions in that 6-minute span. Then diarrhea (yee-haw) started—didn’t get out of the castor oil without experiencing that symptom. Contractions were never more than 3-4 minutes apart and were at an incredibly high intensity, very painful and lasting a minute or longer.
At 1:45pm, I called my midwife office to see if I could get in ASAP for a cervical check. Since I was 41 weeks, 2 days, I knew that if I stepped into the hospital, I wouldn’t be able to leave without a fight. The on-call nurse said that based on my description of what was happening, I should probably just go to the hospital. I assured her that my labors were marathons and that I’d prefer to just come to the office. She set up the appointment for 2:45pm, but during the course of our 7 minute phone call, I had 3 contractions—the last two I couldn’t even try to talk during.
Our childcare on-call person was sick with flu-like symptoms (get better soon, Jessica!) so I called the next group on our list—the Williamson’s. They were free and willing to keep our girls in addition to their 4 kiddos! What a blessing! Madilyn had only been asleep for about 45 minutes and was NOT happy about getting woken up. I tried to explain to Abigail that I thought the baby was coming now but she couldn’t get past the fact that her quiet time was getting cut short. Heh. David got the girls loaded up in the van and drove them over to the Williamson’s. During the 10 minutes he was gone, my contractions were 2-3 minutes apart and incredibly painful, sending me to the floor on all fours to try and cope. I managed to get the girls’ overnight bags downstairs and leave instructions for my parents with the bags but that was about it.
David got back to pick me up at 2:10, and we were off to the doctor’s office. Except in my gut, I knew that we needed to go straight to the hospital. I told David, in between contractions from the back seat of the Sonata, that the pain was unreal and that he needed to get to the hospital as fast as he could. He sped up a bit, then my water broke. Then I started feeling a pushing urge. I was moaning loud through each contraction, and they were lasting nearly 2 minutes each. That sent David into high gear. He drove in the median and ran two red lights in order to shorten the 20+ min drive as much as possible.
He first parked in a parking lot but we quickly realized my 1-2 min apart contractions wouldn’t allow me to walk. David jumped back in the car and pulled into the ER, got a wheelchair, and rolled me in. I had two contractions in the commute from the ER to labor/delivery triage, and for some reason I felt self conscious making noise. I coped quietly somehow, but it was so hard! I got into a triage bed at 2:50pm and was checked—6cm. The triage nurse didn’t bother monitoring contractions, just got a quick read on baby’s heart rate and wheeled me to a labor/delivery room right at 3pm. I quickly stripped down and got into a gown, pausing to cope with the pain by facing David, gripping his shirt, and standing on my tip toes. So bizarre, but I didn’t have much control over it.
I then had to sign paperwork! I didn’t read anything, just scrawled before another contraction came. Little did we know that there were 3 other deliveries happening right then in other rooms stripping the labor/delivery unit of staff and supplies. An OB resident, Dr. Freeman, came in and asked to check me—just an anterior lip of cervix left (I was basically at 10cm). I said that I needed to push, but the room wasn’t ready at all for that. There was no time for an IV (thank goodness!), no time to break down the bed, and almost no time for any kind of equipment to be brought in.
I asked David to say a quick prayer, and then I was given permission to push. With my first push, the attending OB (observing the resident), Dr. Macnaham said she could see the head and that she would likely ask me to slow down my pushes soon. She told David to go wash his hands for delivery. With the next push, the baby was crowning. I asked David to get the camera and give it to a nurse, then he ran back to stand at my side. At my other side was Rhonda, my labor/delivery nurse; she was awesome!
Dr. Machnaham asked me to do short grunt-like pushes through one contraction, and during that, she massaged and stretched me to help avoid tears. Then the head was out. One more push, shoulders. Then David got to reach down and pull the baby out and up onto my chest. Dr. Machnaham asked David, “Ok, dad, what have we got?” To which David replied, “Another girl!!”
It was 3:15. Only 2.5 hours since my first contraction, only 25 minutes after we arrived at the hospital, only 15 minutes after getting into the delivery room. Wow. Naomi Hope was here! She weighed 8lb, 7oz and was 20″ long. Due to the speedy delivery, she still had a lot of mucus in her throat, so her cries were small, but she was perfectly healthy and alert!
During recovery, the labor/delivery nurse I had when Madilyn was born came in—Chelsea. It was so neat to see her and catch up a bit! Also, since labor went so fast and I didn’t have an IV, I had to get a shot of pitocin in my thigh—yowsers! It helps to stop the bleeding afterward and prevent hemorrhage. I then delivered the placenta which, according to the docs, looked great. I also had a slight tear which the resident stitched up swiftly. Nursing came next, and even though it had been nearly 2 years since I last nursed, it came back to me fairly quickly.
Then we started the phone calls. Imagine the surprise from our parents and brothers! David had only called them an hour or so prior to give them the heads up that labor was starting. Those phone calls were fun! We got into our mother/baby room by about 5:45pm, and my parents brought the girls by at 6:30pm to meet their new baby sister. Such a sweet time of reunion!
I’ve been asked more than a few times if I would do a fast labor again, given the choice. My answer is “absolutely!!” I just want to make it to the hospital before the baby comes or plan a home birth. No delivering on the side of the road!
Welcome to the family, Naomi Hope. We are so glad you’re here!
Maternity Photos November 2, 2013
I forgot to include these in the last post, so here are our favorite shots from the maternity session with Kayla Hunsader Photography
October: Last month as a family of 4 October 31, 2013
October marks the end of our time as a family of 4 and is the bridge to becoming a family of 5. So exciting!
Preschool has been so great for Abigail this year as it’s really bringing her out of her shell. She’s making friends on her own both at preschool and at parks by introducing herself and asking to play—huge deal for her, and we’re so proud! She took her last nap on October 9 and now does quiet time for an hour a day. She didn’t really drop her nap on her own, but she was down to a 45-60 minute snooze at the most and had a hard time settling down for bed at night. David and I brainstormed to figure out how we could manage a quiet time for her that was reasonable and would still give David a break in the afternoon. We’ve settled into a new routine, and Abigail loves her quiet time each day—not to mention, bedtime is a lot smoother. We also got one of those alarm clocks that changes colors when it’s time to get out of bed; that’s made morning (and night) transitions so easy for the girls and calm for us.
Preschool has been a great fit for Madilyn too. She’s so social and loves to play with her buddies! She’s learning a lot too—not just in preschool but with David at home. He’s been teaching her the ABC’s one at a time (they’re up to H, I think), counting, shapes, colors, etc, and she eats up the one-on-one attention from Daddy. David’s also been involving Madilyn in Daddy-Madilyn cooking activities while Abigail’s in preschool on T/Th and Madilyn’s at home. Honestly, David’s incorporated the girls into a ton of stuff in the kitchen, and we’re hoping that it encourages them to develop culinary skills as they grow older so that they don’t become dependent on convenience foods like I did in college and early marriage. Whew. I mean, we had chickpea and spinach soup recently with homemade croutons and they inhaled it. Really praying that it carries over through life for them!
I’m to the point that weekly appointments are the norm, and everything is looking good. Kick is head down and measuring on track. At my 36-week appointment, my tummy was measuring 36cm–right on track. At my 38-week appointment, I was measuring 35cm–baby has dropped, not shrunk. Locked and loaded! We also got the exciting news that David gets to glove up and help with Kick’s delivery. So exciting! At my 39-week appointment, I was still measuring small, but the baby is definitely growing—37cm. A random aside, Kick reacts very strongly to cold drinks and foods—he or she goes crazy with kicks and punches. And based on all this activity, David and I have talked about possibly changing one of our names because of the name’s meaning. Heh.
October was also a month of baby showers, and we are so grateful for the outpouring of love and support we’ve received from family and friends. Our Thursday night Bible study group threw a fall-themed shower with delicious food, excellent hang-out time, and a Target gift card to boot!
My mom threw a “Stock the Freezer” shower in Greenville with a few of her buddies where we all worked together to assemble freezer meals, and everyone brought a few packs of baby wipes (can never have too many of those!). I drove back up to Arden that night with six 9×13″ casseroles and six bags of chopped, marinated chicken to freeze and thaw whenever we need them post-baby.
Then a couple of my friends from Western Carolina University organized a baby shower with my master’s program group. They did such a cute job of decorating our graduate student room, and everyone came together with food and multiple Target gift cards and little baby toys, diapers, and wipes. Such a blessing! A big shout-out to my carpool for riding back 60 miles to Asheville with a car loaded down with food, gifts, and ballons. Haha!
I had my fall “break” in early October–truly just a Tuesday and Thursday off between everything else I had going on, but it was so nice regardless. We made the most of it by doing a family apple picking trip and a visit to a local pumpkin “patch.” We also had maternity pictures done by our friend, Kayla Hunsader at her and her husband’s wedding venue in Hendersonville, Jeter Mountain Farm. We were so thrilled with how they turned out!
David and I made sure to take some time to ourselves—individually and together—during this last pre-baby month. I went out with a few girlfriends to Tupleo Honey Cafe one night, and it was so nice to just kick back, relax, and talk about things other than graduate school for a bit! With David’s 30th birthday just days away from my due date, I wanted to make sure that he had a special celebration the way he wanted to celebrate ahead of time so that the baby wouldn’t interfere with him feeling special. I coordinated a camping trip for him and five guy friends, and from what he’s shared, it was a fantastic time! While he was camping for 3 days, 2 nights, I took the girls to stay with my parents in Greenville (also the weekend of the shower my mom threw) and came back to Arden to push through as much work as I possibly could—academically and baby-wise. So nice!
David’s camping weekend was also my last weekend working at the hospital on the weekend. I was having far too many Braxton Hicks contractions at work and feeling completely wiped by the end of each work day. The risk to my health and baby’s health was just not worth it. That job has been a total God-send for us these past seven months and has provided enough financial stability to keep us at ease during David’s continued time at home (February will mark 2 years).
I finished all of my graduate course work for the semester on October 25, and had four days off in a row—between not working on the weekend, a teacher workday on Monday (so no clinic!), and advising day on Tuesday (so no class!)! During that time, we did as much family activities as possible. I got to go to a birthday party with Abigail for one of her friends, had some park play time, took the girls to and from preschool, carved our pumpkin, read more books than I can count, stayed for the whole morning at church, took a date nit thanks to the Harrison’s, had no alarms set (!!) and relaxed. So nice!
For Halloween, we went trick or treating with our pals the Williamson’s and their 4 kiddos in a local neighborhood. The kids did great and had a really good time. Once we got home, we let the girls have 10 minutes to eat candy to their hearts’ content, then bagged up the rest to take to the dentist in the morning; they get to trade it in for $$, and the candy is sent to troops overseas.
The next notable event in our family’s life will be Kick’s birthday!
September’s already over? September 30, 2013
I didn’t take many notes in September, so this blog will be short on text, long on photos. Enjoy!
The biggest change in the past month is that Abigail has settled really smoothly into preschool, and her once 2.5-hour nap was shortened to 45 minutes (we elected to make that change) in order to make bedtime easier. Bedtime also moved up from 7/7:30 to more like 6:30/6:45pm.
Just like Abigail, Madilyn’s biggest change has been her getting comfortable with preschool and settling into a 1.5 hour nap instead of a 3-hour one. Bedtime is a much happier time around here for us now! Madilyn is best buddies with Abigail, and they are both still loving girl time every day!
I’m now 35 weeks pregnant and since the last blog, I’ve had my 32- and 34-week appointments. Kick’s heartbeat was 145 bpm, and he or she was still head down. This baby is more active (how is that even possible?!) as each week passes. I cannot get over how much my tummy bounces around with his or her movements. Can’t wait to meet this little one!
This past month was full of fun. We went to the WNC Mountain State Fair as a family; started mommy-daughter date nights where I go out with just one girl or the other on Mondays (so fun!); David’s parents, brother, and his wife came to town for the weekend; my pal Jessica hosted a diapers and wipes baby shower at her house with our connect group at church; and I’m plowing ahead with finishing my semester’s worth of school work by the end of October. It’s a busy life we’re leading, but we’re so incredibly blessed!
Gearing up for another semester September 3, 2013
August brought about a season of transition for our family. We had a couple of weeks off at the beginning of the month which was a wonderful shift away from the craziness of the summer. Abigail had her 4th birthday party at a local gymnastics place and had an absolute blast. We cannot believe our little blonde-headed baby is now four!
Midway through the month, we had two big events: Wee-Trade’s fall/winter sale and my national board exam (the SLP Praxis). I made out really well at Wee-Trade—able to get the girls’ winter wardrobes and some gear for the baby at a mere fraction of the cost. The Monday after Wee-Trade, I took and passed the Praxis for SLPs. What a huge relief! Just four classes and two clinic rotations stand between me and graduation. Woo!
The following week, my fall semester started. So far so good! It’s going to be pretty intense because between weekend work, classes, and my clinic placement, I’m committed all day 7 days a week. I will have four days off between the beginning of fall semester and when the baby is born (one of which was yesterday—Labor Day)! I keep reciting “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”
Another transition for the family was Abigail and Madilyn’s transition into preschool. We adore their teachers—and so do our girls—and we absolutely LOVE the structure and curriculum versus where we’ve had the kids before. We have consistent communication from the teachers on what the girls are doing in class and what we can do at home to support the teaching in the class. So nice! And David is loving the morning breaks!
At her 4-year well-check, Abigail was 39″ tall and 33 pounds. She did great on her vision and hearing tests and only cried a little during her booster shots.
She’s doing great picking out the first and last sounds in a word and telling me the corresponding letter (e.g. “Abigail, what’s the first sound in piñata?” “P-p-p…it’s the letter P!”). She’s also getting really interested in spelling and writing out words on her white board, “Mommy, let’s write Baby on the board. B-b-b…B is the first letter!”
From us for her birthday, she got to pick out a pet fish. She picked a Betta fish (not “Beta” like we always thought…Petsmart schooled us on pronunciation and spelling…heh) and named him Milo. He’s her responsibility, and she’s pretty good about remembering to feed him. She also helps clean out his tank once a week. He’ll be 1-month old on Wednesday and seems to be thriving!
She’s getting really adept at 100-piece jigsaw puzzles—working solo—and just learned how to pedal her big girl bike yesterday. Hoping to take the training wheels off in a month or so. She’s so tender, and we’re thinking that may just be her personality instead of something developmental. She’s precious and so sweet, but it often comes out in hysterical crying over tiny incidents.
Her 2.5-year well-check was great. She’s 35″ and 30 pounds. Her rate of speech is incredibly fast, so we’re working on slowing her down so that everyone can understand what she’s saying. She’s a sparkplug for sure and has never met a stranger. She loves to entertain and be the center of attention.
So far, preschool has been a great fit for her! She goes three days a week, and on the off-days, David is working his way through the alphabet with her–teaching letter recognition and a little bit of letter-sound correspondence. She relishes the one-on-one attention and is soaking everything up.
This wee one is far more active than either of the girls were and really likes foot-on-rib contact. Such kicks will stop me mid-sentence or stop me mid-gait. Happy to feel the little one thriving, though!
I’ve had two check ups since July—26-weeks and 29-weeks, and I’m measuring right on track. Kick’s heartbeat was at 132bpm at both appointments, and I passed the glucose tolerance test—although I had a much harder time with it this pregnancy. I swear the drink was different this time—bigger and thicker. Yuck!
I’m in the phase now where I go to the OB every two weeks, and in October, that will switch to every week. I’ll be 7 months pregnant this Friday. This baby is coming oh so soon!
Loving this mild summer! August 5, 2013
Still not a single day in the 90s!
July was full of clinic and acoustics class for me by day, David’s cooking school by night, and my work at the hospital on the weekends. However, we managed to squeeze in a wedding, a cookout, an OB appointment, the purchase of a van (gasp!), the selling of my first car (sniff…bye bye, CR-V; it was a grand 13 years!), nearly needing a boat to get around with all the flooding, and as much family-of-4-time as we could.
I now have a couple of weeks off from everything except weekend work, so it’s hard core relaxation time for this family!
She turned 4 yesterday. Yes, 4. Wow.
While she’s always been a pretty great sleeper, she’s only recently been vocal about being tired and wanting to go lay down for a nap or go to bed. It’s bizarre for me and David, but we just go with it. She has fallen asleep each time and been much more pleasant after. Glad she knows herself!
She’s using increasingly complicated sentences, creating intricate stories for fun, and has developed her reasoning skills just to the point of annoyance for us. Haha! As in, we tell her, “no” for something and she’s able to really try and reason with us with some decent logic as to why we should have said, “yes.”
She’ll be starting 5-day-a-week preschool in a few weeks and is incredibly excited about it. So fun!
Abigail turning 4 means only one thing to this little lady–she’s 2.5 years old exactly now. She is such a sweet, affectionate, and humorous kiddo. She and Abigail did great as flower girls at Kevin and Brittany’s wedding, but it was Madilyn who tore up the dance floor at the reception and could be heard wailing “No! I want to DANCE!!” when we finally took the girls back to bed around 10pm. Haha!
Madilyn’s really verbal and is talking in complex sentences most all of the time. To my SLP readers, she’s still velar fronting (amongst other processes that go away much later) and doing glottal replacements for /k/ and /g/ in medial positions, but I was able to get her to produce a /k/ sound once. At least she’s stimulable! If it’s still an issue at 3 years old, we’ll do something about it.
She’s a little mama and loves her baby doll. She’s named it Xyla (short for Xylophone). That’s what she named baby #3, but then decided to just let her doll have the name. Her imagination has also taken off, and she’ll use all sorts of voices for different stuffed animals or dolls. So sweet! She’s also always up for a hug or snuggle.
She’ll start 3-day preschool with Abigail later in August, and she’s already wearing her new backpack around the house to practice.
Baby #3: “kick”
So the nickname for this wee one is “kick.” And not for his/her gentle kicks…this one likes to pummel my insides. A few weeks ago, David could already see my tummy jumping around. Crazy! We have pretty much decided on our boy name and girl name (down to 2 names for each, but we have favorites). Can’t wait to see which one we get to use!
I had my 22-week appointment in early July, and I was measuring 2-weeks ahead. That explained the seemingly sudden “popping out” of my tummy. At my 26-week appointment this week, I was back to measuring on track.
And in other fun news, the girls felt the baby kick on July 8. They were so giddy about it!