I fell off the face of blogging world for a while....I guess the more you put something off, the more daunting it becomes because it just piles up. Here's an attempt to give an update of our lives since #2 joined our family. (If you just want pictures scroll down)
THE DELIVERY STORY
Went into labor at 4am after a week of false labor (had the doc sweep my membranes on Monday to get things going). Got to the hospital about 8am, dialated to a 3 1/2. Got an epidural around 11am ...it stopped working on my left side of my body around 1pm. They kept upping the dosage (since I asked for a light one) but nothing worked. Around 4pm I was at 7cm and in a lot of pain on my left side. I had been at a 7 for 3 hours and wasn't progressing, so they were talking about a C-section. They were trying to get the epidural to work on my left side so they could operate! Finally they figured out that the needle had probably got dislodged so they fixed the placement and then I had relief on my left side for about an hour. About 5pm I started feeling an intense burning on my previous C-section scar, and the nurse could actually feel a little limb (probably an arm) that was pushing against it! A little concerning....but poor baby, her heart rate was declining every time I contracted, and she was probably stressed out and pushing against me to try to fight back!
Soon we decided that she was coming down the wrong way (turned out it was sideways)and under distress, so prepped for a C-section. I went into the OR this time much calmer, with more energy, and more optimistic than last time. Everything was fine until they pulled her out. They barely showed me half of her body and then whisked her away. I was listening for the cry. It didn't come. All I heard was rhythmic counting... what sounded to me like CPR. No one told me what was happening. I knew something was wrong. And that's when all I could do was pray. Kraig was frozen, watching the events unfold. After 90 seconds we heard a cry. I just remember relief and gratitude and exhaustion filling me as I asked to see her fully for the first time. Truly God has been watching out for our little Ashlynn. She was a 0 on the Apgar scale 1 minute after birth. At 5 minutes she was an 8. They said that is pretty unusual. Since she bounced back so quickly they said that she wasn't without oxygen for too long, and we shouldn't worry. So far her development is excellent - right on track.
These last 8 weeks have been overall, very happy ones. Ashlynn means 'dream'. I call her my dream baby. The delivery wasn't too 'dreamy', but now that she's here she is a little angel - a GREAT sleeper and very content! She's been sleeping 5 or more hours since about 3 weeks, and lately it's about 8. It's great!
Mikayla has LOVED having a baby in the house. She has a natural maternal instinct. I keep waiting for her to start acting jealous or throw tantrums or stop sleeping well, but so far so good! I'm sure at times she won't appreciate having a little sister when she's older, but for now she just gets a kick out of every aspect. She tries to have little conversations with her, tickle her toes, gives her eskimo kisses....it is a sweet picture for a parent to witness.














