Tuesday, August 3, 2010


Today Grace is two weeks old. We went to her two week check-up and she is 8 lbs. 9 oz. and 20 3/4 in. long. She is growing fast and doing great.

Monday, August 2, 2010

A Baby Story

The week before Grace was born felt like the longest of my life. On Monday, I thought it was Tuesday and had to keep reminding myself that it was Monday, and that continued all week; on Tuesday I thought it was Wednesday, on Wednesday I thought it was Thursday, etc. My c-section was scheduled for July 20th at 7:30 a.m. but I was not sure we would make it to that date, based on the fact that I had a scheduled c-section for Sophia, but went into labor five days before. Apparently, Grace is more patient, because she waited for my parents to arrive on Sunday night and let me go to the apprentice show on Monday. Just the first indication of what kind of baby we were in for.

We had to check into the hospital at 5:30 a.m. which meant that we had to wake up at 4:30 a.m. I went to bed later than I should have, but it was like the night before Christmas with all the anticipation, and I just couldn't settle down. Even so, I was not tired at 4:30 in the morning. I got up and showered, woke Richie up so he could shower and then he gave me a really nice blessing before we left to the hospital. I had been so nervous about the surgery and recovery, but his blessing really calmed me down.

Things at the hospital were so stress free. I answered medical history questions, had some blood drawn, got an IV, visited with my in-laws and waited for the surgery. We walked down to the operating room at about 7:40, I got my spinal block, Dr. Horsley and the doctor assisting him came in and Grace was born at 8:03. It went so quickly and so smoothly. Even the spinal wasn't so bad, and having a needle stuck into my spine was one of my biggest worries. After Grace was delivered I was able to watch them clean her off in a bassinet in the room and then they put her on my chest for several minutes. That was really nice.

After the doctors sewed me back up, Grace and her dad went somewhere else and I went into a recovery room. With my previous c-sections I got really bad shivers after surgery that took a long time to go away, but I never did this time. I was so glad about that because it was one of the things I was dreading. After a while they brought Grace and Daddy back into the room and let me try nursing her. She was amazing and latched right on without any problem. It was wonderful to have that time with her in that first hour of her life. After Sophia's birth I didn't see her for hours because they kept her in the nursery waiting for her temperature to stabilize, and I was kind of expecting that again. Having a baby in Logan again was awesome!
The rest of my hospital stay was as uneventful, in a good way. I was pretty tired and tried to get some rest, and Grace was just the sweetest, calmest little thing; the only time she really cried was during diaper changes. Little Richie and Sophia came to visit and fell in love with her immediately. In the weeks leading up to the birth, Little Richie had decided that we should call the new baby Sophia, because it is such a beautiful name and because we have two Richies, so he figured we could also have two Sophias. He was a little disappointed when we told him her name was Grace, but cheered up when we told him her middle name was Emily. He told us that we could call her Grace, but he would call her Grace Emily, and Grace Emily Sophia. We also had other visitors including friends, family and especially grandparents. My mom and dad were here to help with the kids and my mother-in-law stayed with me that evening while my husband performed in The Mousetrap.
I was only in the hospital for two and a half days. I could have stayed one more day, but every time my other kids came to visit I felt like my family was complete, but they could only stay for 30 minutes because of hospital policy, and I was so sad to see them go. I was feeling well enough to go home on Thursday, so I did. It was nice to get home and sleep in my own bed and keep track of my pain medication on my own. My mom stayed with us for about a week and a half and I was so grateful to have her help during the most difficult and painful part of recovery.

Grace is a sweet and mellow baby and we are so happy to have her in our family. She makes the cutest faces while she sleeps and even giggles and smiles in her sleep. She is still nursing really well and is growing fast as a result. The kids just LOVE her. Sophia helped Grandma Gail give her her first bath and is always trying to help out with the "mothering".
Little Richie is especially smitten. I love the way he calls her "Grace Emily", not just Grace. Sometimes he calls her Gracie, but most of the time it is the full name. He is very sweet and gentle with her and it is really adorable.
Grace likes to sleep with her hands up by her face. I had suspicions that she liked to have her hands up by her head while I was carrying her, and now I am sure that she did and she often punched me in the bladder because of it. It sure is cute now that it doesn't affect any of my internal organs anymore.