Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Sage wisdom from those who have gone before....
We just got back from visiting Utah for Uncle Wayne's wedding reception- while there you had the chance to be cuddled and loved by your whole Nielson family! In this video, your cousins Sadie and Madelyn give you some advice about living life on this planet....
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Friday, June 18, 2010
Awake time!
Ginny is growing like a weed- holy cow! To me she looks rounder every day and more and more kissable, though I didn't think that was possible. Here is a video of her at 3 weeks and 4 days old playing on her infant gym (a gift from my boss Michelle). She loved trying to grab things and cooing at the colors. We are so excited to see more of her open eyes :).
Friday, June 11, 2010
Ginny's First Bath
Ok, so I didn't know how to use the one button video camera and all we have recorded is the "after bath" glory ofGinny's first tub bath- Grandma did the honors! She is 2 weeks and 2 days old in this video, and growing so fast- at checkup yesterday she had gained 15 oz in a week and a half- those cheeks are getting so darn cute and chubby.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
How it all came down
I've been meaning to write down the story of how you came into this world- already it is fading and it was only a couple weeks ago! So, right now while you are in the carrier staring up at me and chilling out seems like a good time.
On the night of Wednesday, May 18th, I woke up with contractions, they were 5 minutes apart for a few hours and your dad and I got so excited! We got out of bed and called the midwife, who informed us that we were still in "early labor" to our great disappointment. So we tried to go back to bed and by 5 am they had subsided. Darn it! These same shenanigans continued Thursday and Friday night, with contractions during the day off and on. Come Saturday, we were trying everything we could to bring on the labor! We went for a big long walk at Powell Butte, went to see Alice in Wonderland at the Academy to keep our mind off things, and then another walk. That evening I took the midwife's advice to take a bath and have a glass of wine (as medicine to help sleep) and went to bed.
We woke up as contractions became stronger and stronger- your dad helping me get through the strong sensations of every one, often by doing the "hip squeeze" we learned in our Birthing from Within class, and by 3am I couldn't function any more and it was off to the hospital!
When we first arrived, they put us on a monitor to see how you were doing. Instantly our plans for waterbirth were out the window because every time I had a contraction- your heart rate went all crazy! With a distinct possibility of C-section looming over us at all times, we did squats and lunges for a long time trying to move you into a good position for your heart rate. It worked! Things started looking up, I made it through every powerful wave with your dad behind me as the ultimate support and love, and our doula Rita in front of me speaking kind words of encouragement and coaching me through. A midwifery student named Annie was with us the whole time, as was the midwife who delivered you, Michelle. The other amazing person we had in attendance was a nurse named Caron- she was the most amazing pushing coach ever!
Once we got to the pushing stage is where we had more issues, as we found out later that you were turned sunny side up (the wrong way) and brow presentation, one of the most difficult ways to push a baby out. It took me a little over three hours of pushing until we finally saw your beautiful head. You were worth every drop of energy, though.
When you came out, your head looked square (says your dad) and they had to rush you across the room to help you breathe and make sure you were ok. I was so relieved it was over, and so impatient to get you in my arms, I could hardly stand it! I heard your cries from across the room and I needed to hold you! Your dad got to hold you first, and you tried to latch on to his shoulder. When I finally got you, you latched on right away like a champ! I was so proud of you.
When I sang you your song, you instantly opened your eyes and looked at me the whole time I was singing, it was magical. It felt like my whole heart had stretched so big to include the entire world with you at the center of it- so much love!
Our midwife says it was one of the most difficult births she had ever attended, and that you gave her a grey hair, but I'd do it all again to have you in my arms.
On the night of Wednesday, May 18th, I woke up with contractions, they were 5 minutes apart for a few hours and your dad and I got so excited! We got out of bed and called the midwife, who informed us that we were still in "early labor" to our great disappointment. So we tried to go back to bed and by 5 am they had subsided. Darn it! These same shenanigans continued Thursday and Friday night, with contractions during the day off and on. Come Saturday, we were trying everything we could to bring on the labor! We went for a big long walk at Powell Butte, went to see Alice in Wonderland at the Academy to keep our mind off things, and then another walk. That evening I took the midwife's advice to take a bath and have a glass of wine (as medicine to help sleep) and went to bed.
We woke up as contractions became stronger and stronger- your dad helping me get through the strong sensations of every one, often by doing the "hip squeeze" we learned in our Birthing from Within class, and by 3am I couldn't function any more and it was off to the hospital!
When we first arrived, they put us on a monitor to see how you were doing. Instantly our plans for waterbirth were out the window because every time I had a contraction- your heart rate went all crazy! With a distinct possibility of C-section looming over us at all times, we did squats and lunges for a long time trying to move you into a good position for your heart rate. It worked! Things started looking up, I made it through every powerful wave with your dad behind me as the ultimate support and love, and our doula Rita in front of me speaking kind words of encouragement and coaching me through. A midwifery student named Annie was with us the whole time, as was the midwife who delivered you, Michelle. The other amazing person we had in attendance was a nurse named Caron- she was the most amazing pushing coach ever!
Once we got to the pushing stage is where we had more issues, as we found out later that you were turned sunny side up (the wrong way) and brow presentation, one of the most difficult ways to push a baby out. It took me a little over three hours of pushing until we finally saw your beautiful head. You were worth every drop of energy, though.
When you came out, your head looked square (says your dad) and they had to rush you across the room to help you breathe and make sure you were ok. I was so relieved it was over, and so impatient to get you in my arms, I could hardly stand it! I heard your cries from across the room and I needed to hold you! Your dad got to hold you first, and you tried to latch on to his shoulder. When I finally got you, you latched on right away like a champ! I was so proud of you.
When I sang you your song, you instantly opened your eyes and looked at me the whole time I was singing, it was magical. It felt like my whole heart had stretched so big to include the entire world with you at the center of it- so much love!
Our midwife says it was one of the most difficult births she had ever attended, and that you gave her a grey hair, but I'd do it all again to have you in my arms.
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