Monday, September 22, 2014

Claire-One Month.

Claire is one month old today! 
Instead of the laundry basket I used for Coop's monthly photos, I thought I'd take Claire's pic on her quilt. 

 First bottle of pumped milk from Daddy. 

 Getting lots of love from her big brother. 

 Chunky Monkey. 

 Best of friends. 

 Bright eyes! 

 All dolled up for her first morning at church! 
  • At one month she is out of newborn clothes and into 0-3 months! 
  • Wearing Size 1 diapers
  • Eating momma's milk every 3 hours during the day and every 4-5 at night...Last night she even did a 6 hour stretch! Hooray! 
Claire Bear, we adore you! You're one chill little miss, and have already brought so much joy to our family! Love, Mama and Daddy

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Claire's Newborn Photos.

My sweet friend Amy came to the house and took Claire's newborn photos when she was just 5 days old. She also got some sweet ones of the Cooper boy, and our new family of four! 

My handsome dudes!



 This is the beautiful quilt my mom made for Claire. 

Such a love muffin! 

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Claire's Birth Story.

As we planned for sweet Claire's birth, I knew I wanted to try for a VBAC. I was open to the fact that I may end up with another c-section, but thought it was definitely worth trying. 

August 21st was spent with contractions every 3-5 minutes throughout the day. Ryan was working, and my mom and dad were both here alternating between walking with me around the neighborhood and playing with Cooper. 

Cooper and Papa JJ building a big tower. 

We decided it was time to go to the hospital around 3pm. I was only dilated 2cm when we got there, so they sent us a-walkin! Long story short, I wasn't progressing at all and they sent us home around 6pm. To say that I was pissed is an understatement. Coop was with my folks, and we decided it was best he just stay the night at their house. Ryan and I got Chipotle for dinner, and I tried to relax in a hot bath. Key word here is tried. The contractions were still coming, and I was pissed. Remember? ;) 

So we go to bed, super uncomfortable, but I sleep relatively well, and at 4:30 the next morning, bam! The real deal contractions begin. I had about 3 by myself, and then I woke Ryan up. We took a hot shower and the contractions were coming every couple minutes and I knew the difference those triage nurses were so kindly telling me about the night before. We got back to the hospital at 6:30am. I was still 2cm and the midwife was threatening to make me walk again. There was no way I was walking anywhere. Those bastards (the contractions) were coming fast and furious, moaning and all. About an hour later the midwife came in to check me. I was almost in tears and she said she had to see cervical change before she could admit me. I think she was just as relieved and happy as I was to report that I was 3cm and would be admitted. Ryan was such a rockstar in helping me labor. I almost broke his hand a number of times, and he was so patient and kind and supportive. I'm so grateful for the man God gave me. 
Stealing Jell-O from my tray.

I asked for the epidural right away, and got it around 9:45am. Praise Jesus! At around noon the midwife checked me again and I was 6cm! She broke my water at this time too. By the way, I had the most wonderful midwife and nurse. They had no other patients that day, and were so attentive and kind and wonderful. Time got a bit blurry throughout the afternoon, but the next time they checked me I was 8cm. Baby girl kept moving around and her heart rate dipped some too. They had me on oxygen and had me alternating positions trying to get her to labor down and keep her heart rate steady. I was almost 'complete' with just a 'lip' of my cervix still there. I'll spare you the details on what that means. The midwife had me do a practice push to see if we could push through the lip, and sure enough, it worked! Ryan held one leg, my mom held the other, and my mother-in-law Carol took photos for us. 30 minutes later, sweet Claire was here! It was such a miracle having her come right to my chest! She was totally perfect, at 7lbs 8oz and 20.5 inches long. I'm so grateful to God and in awe of how He made our bodies, and His special blessing on Claire's birth. 

The recovery this time around compared to my c-section has been amazing. It's not all roses and sunshine, but having my abdomen in-tact makes a huge difference. I'm not walking like a hunchback and I'm much more able to care for Cooper and Claire. 

Such a chunk! 

 We wasted no time putting a bow on her head!

Thank you Lord for your abundant grace on our family as we welcome Claire Elizabeth!