Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body. ~Elizabeth Stone

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Baby feet...

Baby feet keep me happy during a week long growth spurt.

Hmmmm, baby feet.

Good Morning Week 8!

Can you believe my baby is 7 weeks old today? Part of me feels like she has been here forever and I can't imagine my life without her. Another part me is wondering how I have made it this long. Yet another part of me thinks it is flying by all too fast already.

Some milestones we have reached:

... Avery is smiling and cooing at us when we make noises and talk to her. It's awesome.

... We have already had to put away some clothes that are too small for her. So sad.

... There have been a couple of nights where Avery has gone 5 or 6 hours between feeds. The sleep was amazing.

... We are going to the doctor tomorrow for our first non-checkup visit. It's an eye infection that makes me worry, and worry, and worry. Although she seems completely carefree about it.

... We survived our first over night visit last weekend at my parent's house, which also means we survived our longest care ride to date- 3.5 hours.

And we continue to be in love, love, love!

Thursday, February 24, 2011


My husband and I are watching the news and they are showing stuff about Will and Kate's upcoming wedding. We were casually talking about them and I mentioned that I thought Harry was much better looking than William. To which my husband replied...

"Really, even though he is a ginger?"

Ummm, hello?

I answered back, "I married a ginger. You."

Husbands are funny people.

Two Steps Forward, One Step Back

Just when I think I have the hang of things something throws a wrench in the plans. We had had a few nights  or 5 hours between feeds and I was really starting to feel good about things.



6 week growth spurt. Le sigh.

At least I get to look at this all day!

Great, right?

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Welcome to the World Avery girl!

So, the story of how my little Avery came into the world...all for you SB!

As some of you may remember, I had an ultrasound before Christmas because my fundal height measurement was too small one week, and then decreased the next week. Even though that ultrasound was fine my midwife wanted me to go for a check-up after the holiday just to make sure. At that ultrasound I was told that everything was fine AND the tech wanted me to go straight up to labour and delivery because my amniotic fluid was low. So that happened on a Wednesday and during our time in the hospital we decided not to be induced but to wait until Friday and see what happened. Friday rolled around and my schedule ultrasound was at 2:00, however, around 10 in the morning I started counting baby kicks and noticed that I had not felt 6 kicks in the 2 hours as back into the hospital we went.

Another non-stress test. Another visit with the midwife. Another offer to be induced. After talking with our midwife we decided once again to wait and see if this baby would come on her own, but if she hadn't by Sunday morning I would be induced and it was scheduled. At this point my contractions had started and I was pretty hopeful that I would soon be a mom!!

Saturday morning rolled around and I still wasn't feeling any kicks. The midwife came out to the house to examine me and see how far things had progressed....not very far as it turned out. So I continued to have contractions and wait, and wait, and wait. Of course, during all this waiting I was quite worried because...still no kicks!

On Sunday morning we were called by the hospital to come in to be induced around 10 am. We arrived and we hooked up for another non-stress test. The OB on duty was fantastic...he was so informative and pro-choice he could have been a mid-wife. He also had a resident with him who was learning about labour and delivery so has a teacher who has taught student-teachers it was pretty interesting. Anyway...everything was discussed and it was decided that because I had been having contracting since Friday, the baby hadn't been moving, I was worrying about the baby not moving and the low amniotic fluid an induction was the best course.

This meant I would be transfered from the care of my midwife to the OB however. I wasn't too excited about this because I had been with my midwife for 9 months and having someone I knew and trusted at the birth was a big part of the reason I chose to have a midwife in the first place!

So I was admitted to the hospital and induced at 2:00pm. This really got my contractions going and despite my intentions of not getting an epidural....I gave in at 5:00pm. After that it was pretty smooth sailing! My midwife actually came back to support me and my husband during the delivery...which was amazing and really helpful. I felt much better just knowing that she was there. My sister also came as my second support person, after my husband, so I was pretty much surrounded by people that cared for me and knew me.

At 11:18pm the littlest love of my life arrived and changed my whole world forever.

And I wouldn't change anything about it!

Hope you enjoyed the photos! These are the newborn photos we had done by the same amazing photographer who did our maternity photos. Michelle Kiefer Photography

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Getting Out of Dodge

Yesterday was our first road trip out of our general living area. Mom, Dad, Avery and Kahne packed up the SUV and headed north to visit the grandparents. This was Avery's first trip in the car that was longer than 10-15 minutes. It was also our first trip having both the baby and the dog in the car together. We wanted to use this trip as a trial run for next weekend when we are going home to my parent's house for family Christmas (yes, in February) and my sister's wedding shower.

Bundled up and ready to brave the elements.

My husband's parents live about 40 minutes away so this was going to be a pretty good trial. Unfortunately, we hit a tonne of snow on the trip up which made things a little dicey but we made it there safe and sound and had a lovely visit.

Avery was on her best behaviour, no cluster feeding or crying, just a lot of snuggling and cuddling...especially a nice nap with Grandpa.

She did, however, have most of her naps interrupted which led to a very over-tired little girl when we got home last night. We started trying to put her down for a nap around 5:30 after we got home and she had been fed. Four and half hours later after more feedings, cuddles, rocking, singing and walking Avery finally fell asleep for an extended period of time (longer than 10 minutes!). Poor little girl. She had a busy week with an outing everyday and yesterday she reached her limit.

Today has been a much quieter day with lots of naps and cuddles. I had 2 long sleeps last night...and by long I mean 4 hours uninterrupted!! Whoo hoo. And today I am feeling well-rested. Well-rested enough to cleanup the house a little, tackle some laundry and even write a blog post. How's that for a productive mommy?

Today is 5 weeks. Imagine. Five weeks ago today I met the love of my life. There are times when I just can't stop staring at her. She is amazingly beautiful. I have been a mom for 5 weeks. Wow.

The dog, however, not always as excited as I am about the baby and he tries to sneak in an extra snuggle when it's not the best of times. Still, we love him too.

Note to S.B.: I am working on a post about Avery's birth as requested!

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

A Certain Lack Thereof

So, after 4+ weeks of staying home with Avery I am starting to feel pretty confident in my ability to handle all this and we even took a short trip to the mall yesterday...just us!

However, I am feeling like my ability to converse with adults is slipping away. I mean, I spend all day talking to a) no one, or b) talking to a 4 week-old (4 weeks! can you believe it). I have never felt that I was particularly good at small talk and I tend to get very shy and nervous when I am in a large group of people. A new friend commented awhile back that she was surprised at how quiet I was when there are lots of people around because it was so different than how I am one on one. I am worried that after 8 months of mat leave I will be even worse!

My days so far have consisted on talk shows, the Food network, HGTV, or watching shows I PVR'd from the night before. I have been reading still, OF COURSE, but not at the same pace I used to. In between all that I am changing diapers, nursing and rocking my lovely baby to sleep. Not exactly scintillating conversation, right?

I think part of my problem stems from the fat that I have never lived alone, I have never really spent more than one month in the summer off work (I have taught summer school or gone to camp) and I have always been busy. I am, however, a bit of a loner and I did spend a lot of time in the evenings and on weekends by myself but that was always after a long week of teaching and being around people.

I guess it all boils down to me trying to figure out who I am on mat leave. What are my interests now? What will excite me during the day...other than cuddling with my baby, of course?

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Sneak Peek

The photographer we hired to do newborn photos of Avery sent us one picture as a sneak peek today...

and now I am DYING to see the rest.

Last Words...

Thinking is easy, acting is difficult, and to put one's thoughts into action is the most difficult thing in the world.

~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe