Thursday, July 15, 2010

A Nighttime Scare

So I had a lot of bleeding last night and ended up in the hospital.  Not hemorrhaging, but it felt a little too close for comfort.  Some issues with the uterus.  So I am asking for prayer that my body would heal correctly (especially because I had an allergic reaction to the medication they prescribed me in the hospital and can't take the second half of it) with blood clot issues resolving.  Thanks for your prayers in advance,


Sunday, July 11, 2010

Baby Abigail is Here!

Well, God is good!  Abigail was born to us on Wednesday morning at 6:00 a.m.  Though I must say "born to us" sounds a little passive for natural childbirth.  But she's here and it's over.  I started the very first stages of labor on Monday night, labored at home on Tuesday (while cleaning the basement so the kids can use it again post-construction), made it until about 2:30 in the morning, and then got to the hospital at 3:00 a.m.  After what felt like an eternity but was really only 3 hours, we had our little girl.

I was in the hospital until Friday, and Abigail and I got plenty of time to bond.  We had some visitors, so that helped pass the time.  Daddy was there a good bit of the time.  He is very proud of our little girl, and a little relieved that we had a girl since we were all definitely rooting for one.  :)

The big brothers came to visit and held her.  They were happy to have her out at last (and happier once we were all home from the hospital), and very pleased with her choice of big brother gifts (airplane and helicopter). 
Micah says to write (as both brothers are looking over my shoulder while I write this), "I love my sister so much I want to give her a hug every day, and how about a kiss, too."
Jesse says, "I love you so much, baby, and I give you a hug every day, and this is Jesse, and you are the baby, and I want to give you a kiss."

Nursing has gone well, overall, with the exception of yesterday, when I guess she got alarmed when my milk came in.  The lactation consultant told me that Dolly Parton can be a little scary for a baby.  Anyway, she got back on track last night in time to save her Mommy's sanity (sanity is a fragile thing on 4 hours of sleep).

Thank you, Jesus!  We are so blessed.