Love never gives up, Love cares more for others than for self, Love doesn't want what it doesn't have, Love doesn't strut, Doesn't have a swelled head, Doesn't force itself on others, Isn't always "me first," Doesn't fly off the handle, Doesn't keep score of the sins of others, Doesn't revel when others grovel, Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth, Puts up with anything, Trusts God always, Always looks for the best, Never looks back, But keeps going to the end. Love never dies. The Message/Remix of 1 Cor. 13
A week or two ago a sister at church stopped me in the parking lot to tell me how touched she had been during the closing song of Sacrament meeting. She looked up and saw Ian walking and cradling E and tenderly singing the closing song to her. It made her day.
My friend Juanita told me that a little trampoline was the best purchase she had made for her kids. I happened to find one last week for a great price and Q has already gained loads of coordination! And he's loving bouncing! He can bounce on both feet or one, already! He loves jumping onto it from the couch.
Of course I didn't pull the camera out until he was getting tired (again!) but I did get some cute footage. My favorite part is "Good job, Momma! Good job!" How adorable is that? And with a thumbs up!
At three months old our little E has DOUBLED her birthweight! Wow. She ain't starving, eh?
She's also laughing and giggling. Here's a clip of playing with Daddy.
It is definite now that E is allergic to strawberries. When I eat them she is screaming, writhing and not sleeping or eating for days. Bummer. I'm noticing that my diet is seriously hampered without any dairy as well.
Ian and I have been a bit mystified by Q's refusal to pray with us. We've had about 10 Family Home Evening lessons on what prayer is, what it looks like, why we pray and what it looks like. Ian went up to his parents house last weekend and discovered that Q will pray if everyone is in a circle holding hands! Oh happy day! I was getting worried about my sweet boy.
I discovered this last week that playing primary songs in the car calms my kids down for long drives. That's lovely since they HATE their carseats!
Emmeline had her 2 month check up last week. She had gained 6 ounces in one week! She weighed in at 14 pounds 6 ounces! And she's gained 1 to 1 1/2 inches since birth, depending on how you count her birth measurements. She was 23.5 inches long! For her 2 month birthday she's graduated to size 2 diapers. Already!
A friend shared on Sunday how excited she was to finally figure out what E reminded her of ...a Cabbage Patch Doll! My cute little punkin is quite a chunk. She's got really kissable cheeks!
At one month old my little Emmeline is measuring in at almost 13 lbs. That's almost 5 lbs over birthweight! Good grief! At about 2 weeks old she became voraciously hungry and hasn't slowed down since.
We've noticed a general sense of discomfort in her demeanor as she's almost constantly wiggling and grunting, so this week I'm trying to go off dairy to see if that helps. It has seemed to help as long as I remember. It's easy to remember not to drink milk or eat cheese or yogurt. It's not so easy to remember to avoid cheese crackers, milkshakes or when it's an ingredient. We pay for it when I forget, so that's helping me to remember.
Quintin seems to have grown by leaps and bounds the last month. When we came home from the hospital his vocabulary seemed to have doubled! He has such a sense of humor now and says hilarious things.
Anything with wheels is a 'bicle' and he walks around answering 'No Way!' to most questions. Sometimes he says "Su-ure."
He cracks up making faces with you and has started playing a little bit of 'pretend.'
He interacts with the tv now and has to come to me to discuss the latest dilemma on a show that he's watching. "Uh-oh Momma, tapir home!" "Oh-no Momma, snake gone?"
Not long ago I asked "Quintin, what are you doing?" and he responded "Nuthin." HA! My 2 year old is already starting!
He's truly turned into a ham when people have come over (lots of helpers coming this last month). They walk in the door and he starts showing off!
While he's talking he interjects "um" into his sentences!
Whenever he sees one of our phones he immediately pipes up "Game! Game! Game - phone!"
Well, so much for my hopes of an easier recovery this time around...
Emmeline made her debut on Tuesday, February 28th at 7:54 AM. Our little spitfire was wailing before they even had her out of my tummy. Curiously I did indeed have polyhydramnios again. When they opened the sack the pressure release actually shifted her and they had to use the vacuum on her hairy head to get her out. They measured about 3 liters of amniotic fluid when all was said and done. My doctor commented on it several times.
I was surprised to hear that she weighed in at the same weight as Quintin, 8 lb 10 oz. But even more surprising was her length; 22.5 inches long. Giant baby! She's certainly started out long and skinny.
I was not fond of the yucky meds I had to take. Even though it was kind of cool that I could feel my feet but no pain, in general I felt awful; general disorientation, nausea, and I was vomiting during the procedure. Let me tell you, that's not fun when you're flat on your back! It took me hours to feel undrugged. I had to have others put her on me in recovery and try to breastfeed because I was so weak and shaky. Much to our delight she latched to the nipple shield right away. I was so excited. She defiinitely got some colostrum in her first few days, the normal way.
My recovery was horrid. Much worse than last time. My stomach was so bloated afterwards I looked like I was still about 6 months pregnant. This alarmed me, plus it hurt to even touch my stomach. In addition my GI system stopped, this was what caused the bloating according to them. I was in so much pain I was terrified of what would happen when it started working again. All the staff and doctors were telling me that all of this was common for a repeat C-section...everything was stretched out more. None of my friends every said that. I was so hot from hormonal something the first day I could hardly handle having a sheet over me, poor Ian was freezing. Plus being on my back for so long I was itching like crazy. I was also lucky to get even 4 hours of sleep a day while in the hospital, and once I got home. I was several days after I got home before I got a decent amount of sleep. Lucky for me my ob is LDS, so he and Ian gave E and I blessings after the delivery.
I was afraid to leave the hospital before some of those things started acting normally again. They had started the blood thinners again about 12 hours after the procedure. They took the staples out Friday morning and I started leaking blood in my incision Friday afternoon (during the echocardiogram they were doing on Emmeline to identify the heart murmur they had heard that morning). This also had not happened before. All they did was apply a pressure bandage and call it good. Well, it didn't turn out to be good. I've now been back to the doctors office (1 hour away) about 4 times for the incision to be checked and re-bandanged. It continued to bleed out and actually opened back up again. I got so sick of paper tape residue on my tummy! Luckily it hasn't gotten infected and won't. They say it's a 2 week set back, I'm now at the point I should have been when I came home.
Emmeline's breastfeeding abilities deteriorated after a few days. She chewed instead of sucking so I relented and gave her a bottle. Luckily I only have to pump 4 times a day to keep up with her needs. We've been to lactation and now also a cranial osteopath to try to help her. She's still chewing, but we are hoping for improvement, soon. After two weeks she's already 1 lb over birth weight. I'd say she's getting enough to eat! I'm also back to pre-pregnancy weight so I'm happy. Once my GI tract started again my tummy went away.
The cardiologists at Children's Hospital said E's heart murmur was nothing to worry about after saying otherwise before we were discharged. Good news; just wish we hadn't had to drag all of us to Seattle to hear it.
So Momma and baby are doing much better. I feel like I can finally relax and start enjoying my children now. Dr. appointments are all done. Quintin loves his new sister. He couldn't stop talking about the baby for the first week or two. What a relief.