Monday, March 18, 2019

Poppy is FOUR months old!

I am about 10 days late in posting about Poppy's four month milestones, however the pictures that I took were on her four month birthday. She has been keeping me quite busy, quite engaged, and a little crazy.

Poppy has not mastered the nap... or the night time sleep. She has been very fussy these last few weeks- which is hard, if i'm completely honest. Month three went quick. She turned three months, and then all of a sudden here we are (part of the way through) four months old!

One of her most fussy days was right after she turned three months. the day was long and I was dreaming of taking a drive and maybe not returning. That night I cried a bit and told Tony how hard she had been all day. then, I laid her down on my bed to change her clothes and for the first time (EVER) she giggled out loud and HARD. On her fussiest day, she gave me her first real laugh. God is such a show off.

At her four month check up, Poppy weighed 11 lbs 14oz. She is in the 12th percentile for overall size- which is quite small, but she's growing steadily. I'm so thankful she's so tiny because I carry her around all day. My back thanks her, too.

Poppy is incredibly strong. She holds her neck up like a six month old, and wants to stand ALL the time. laying her down is a sure way to piss her off, so we bought a jumpy saucer for her to get her wiggles out while she's upright. she sits almost completely unassisted. It's pretty impressive.

Nursing has been going well most of the time. She seems to get uncomfortable easily, however. I have tried lot's of nursing positions, but the one she seems to like the best is when i place my arm under her head while she nurses. She gets fussy very easily while she's eating and likes things calm and quiet without any talking from mama. this seems nearly impossible since I have two other children who want my undivided attention as well. So Poppy gets angry, doesn't eat, and I try again later. She'll learn.

Of course, I would be remiss if I didn't write that NO MATTER how fussy she gets, she is still my greatest joy these days. I am so in love with my baby girl. I love watching my boys with her. I love the sweetness that they reserve just for Poppy. I love watching my husband with a baby again. He gets more handsome with every kid. I am so blessed.

Friday, February 15, 2019

Poppy is THREE months old!!

Poppy turned three months old smack dab in the middle of a snow storm. We've had about 20'' of snow here (which is highly unusual)- and Poppy got to experience snow for the first time. 

Poppy is around 11 pounds and still a little peanut. She looks so similar to easton and sailor- it's pretty mind blowing. she has sailor's forehead and hairline and easton's eyes. Her ears look exactly like my dad's. My mom said the other day, "your dad keeps popping back up!" One of the greatest joys is seeing my dad in my children. It makes me miss him more, but gives me great comfort.

Poppy is beginning to mimic. When she takes a bath with me, I slash my hands in the water and she follows suit. At church on Sunday she was watching me sing and started making similar sounds...tony said, "she's singing!"

She hasn't started to giggle quite yet, but she's close. Poppy is so generous with her smiles, in between crying...(she has started to cry quite frequently). Sleeping is something that none of my kids have been great at and Poppy is no exception. She wakes up every two hours. On the dot.

She loves being swaddled, stretching, and smiling at her mama. She still has those tiny red marks at the base of her nostrils, which are so cute and call out for kisses all day long. I am in heaven with this little girl of mine. Thank you, God for such a gracious gift.

Friday, January 18, 2019

Christmas in California!

The five of us traveled home for Christmas this year. We were so excited to see family, hang out with friends, and introduce our newest family member to everyone!

We spent Christmas Eve Eve with my side of the family- the kids played in the garage, where auntie sarah decorated with snowflakes and huge boxes for the kids to take cover in while throwing fake snowballs at each other. It was so good to be with my family- lots of laughter and catching up.

Christmas Eve morning and afternoon we spend with my sister's family and my mom. I know my mom really enjoyed spending time with her FIVE grandchildren. We all exchanged gifts and the kids ran around my mom's house looking for places to hide. My sister gave me the most wonderful gift, a framed photo of my daddy, circa 1970's. Sheesh. I cried.

Christmas Eve night we went to Tony's parent's. They always make a beautiful Christmas Eve dinner and they always have LOT'S of candy and cookies...let's just say, I was in heaven. Easton showed his fourteen year old cousin some tricks on the game Fortenight...I had no idea he knew how to play the game so well (forehead slap).

We woke up on Christmas morning at Nana and Grandpa's. The boys received some pretty amazing gifts from Santa (a polaroid camera for Easton and a cross necklace for Sailor). They were gifted with bean bag chairs and slippers from Nana & Grandpa, shoes from us, and a few other building sets, and crystals/rocks from our family on Christmas Eve Eve and Christmas Eve. Packing everything to take home was quite the challenge.

A couple days after Christmas my girlfriends surprised us with a Baby Shower for Poppy and I. I was in so much shock and joy...i cried. Again. Gosh, it was so wonderful to hang out with my friends- it's been two and a half years since we've moved to Washington and I still miss my girls more than anything.

Poppy and I went on four hikes while we were in the Bay. I got to spend time with Brandi on our first hike, Christine on our second hike, Nadine on our third, and Shayne & JJ on our fourth hike. Easton joined the hike with Christine and her kids- they did a solid four miles of the Santa Cruz mountians...I was impressed.

We also got to spend some real quality time with our best family friends. We spent an evening with the Weisgerber families- who melt my heart from joy every time we are all together. Megan's baby and Poppy are four weeks apart in age and it was so fun to introduce them! Lisa's kiddos and my boys are best of friends- they just pick up right where they leave off every time they see each other!

Our other family friends, JJ & Shayne and crew cooked us dinner and hung out until we always do. Plus we did a hike in Palo Alto and went straight to the Stanford Shopping Center for lunch...putting those calories right back in after we burned them off!

Gosh, we are so blessed with friends and family. All it takes is one trip home to realize just how lucky we are.

Monday, January 7, 2019

Poppy is TWO months old!

this month has flown by. poppy had a very busy month- she took her first plane flight, met her grandma in California, and all of her "friend-aunties" (AKA my childhood friends), and started wearing 0-3 month clothes!

poppy has begun looking more like herself and less like her brothers. she has beautiful lips and sweet little ears that stick out slightly at the top. smiles are happening more frequently these days, and not just because of gas (although she has a lot of that).

while we were in california, i took poppy on four hikes. she slept the whole time, she loves being carried on my chest in the carrier. thank goodness, she like the carrier, because it's now the only way i can get anything done in the house. she cries almost as soon as i put her down, so we do a lot of snuggling.

i love the weekends, because when tony's home, i get to take a long nap with poppy nestled in my arm. nap time is the best time, thank you very much. i will take any opportunity to snuggle with this baby girl...just like i did with her brothers before her. the sweetest thing she does these days is nestle, or burrow into whoever happens to be holding her. she likes to be held tight, then she turns her head to the side and begins to rub her face into the body of her carrier. i hope i never forget how that feels. she's making herself nice and comfy.

the two big boys are still enthralled with her. they kiss her constantly throughout the day. sailor wants to "see her face" all the time. he makes me actually turn her around so he can look upon her. Be still, my heart.

sailor started calling her Poppy-Pie, which has stuck. I refer to her as Pix or Pixie (because she looks so fairy like)...but everyone else in the house calls her Poppy-Pie.

*fun fact: easton was the one who started to call sailor, Sailor-Boy...which has stuck over these five years and EVERYONE calls him that. I think it's pretty cool that our two youngest kiddos received their nick names from their older brother.

Saturday, December 8, 2018

Poppy is ONE month old!

One month of Poppy has been pretty amazing.

We spent the first three days of her life in hospital, where they kept an eye on her abdominal mass (making sure it was stable and didn't need surgery right away...which it didn't, thank GOD!). As experienced parents, we knew the importance of sleep, so each night we asked the nurses to take little Poppy to the nursery so we could get some rest (and they brought her to me when she needed to nurse).

The boys visited Poppy for the first time while we were in hospital. They brought her sweet gifts, a balloon, and flowers for their mama. It was so special to watch as my little guys each picked up their new sister and held her for the first time. Be still, my heart.

Poppy has been nursing very well since her first moments after birth. She doesn't sleep well, however. She wakes up every two hours, and after three in the morning, she wakes almost every hour.

In her first week of life, Poppy reached her birth weight again (she was born at 6lbs. 8oz and left the hospital weighing 6lbs. 2oz.) She started out wearing preemie clothes and is now rocking her New Born outfits!! Everyone comments on how little she is, and how perfectly round her tiny head is (which were the exact same comments our other two babies received). When she was born, I immediately noticed tiny red marks right at the base of her nostrils and a small red raspberry mark on the back of her neck- we'll see if they stick around.

i was determined to keep Poppy in the bassinet beside our bed and NOT bring her into bed with me- but alas, I am a co-sleeper in my bones. Poppy tends to start off in her bassinet and after her first wake, I put her in the DocAtot next to me in bed. She wants to be touched and/or held at all  there is a LOT of snuggling going on. poppy makes a ton of squeaking noises- usually when she stretches or begins to wake up. the boys lovingly refer to her as a "squeaky toy." She loves to look out the window and she loves to gaze at her big brothers.

In the last several days I've noticed more eye contact and some sweet little coo's.

In Poppy's first month of life she's had several out of town visitors: Brandi (dear friend from California), Nana and Grandpa, and Auntie Heather! What a lucky little girl!

This month has been absolutely amazing. I'm so grateful to have a baby once again! I'm definitely in my element.

If you're interested in reading about her Birth Story, you can find it HERE.

Easton's One Month post is HERE and you can find Sailor's HERE

Easton's at one month and Poppy at one month....

Wednesday, December 5, 2018

welcome, Poppy!

*it's taken longer than i had expected to sit down and write poppy's birth story, but here it is...

On November fourth I checked into Swedish hospital at 8pm. I went by myself because Tony and the boys were picking up our friend at the airport. Brandi flew to Seattle to help us take care of our boys while Tony and I did the important work of having a baby.

By the time I checked in to labor and delivery, tony and Brandi and the kids arrived at the hospital. I gave Brandi a hug, said goodnight to the boys and the three of them left for home. My labor was being induced- so I wasn't in actual labor when I arrived at the hospital. The doctor checked my cervix, only to find that I was not dilated at all. ZERO. The induction was scheduled to start the next morning, but first they needed to give me a cervix softener to help prepare my body for the induction.

The cervix softener became the only induction intervention that I needed. By 5:50 in the morning I was in active labor. Tony woke me up, asking if he should call the nurse because I was "groaning" in my sleep every three minutes or so. I told him not to bother the nurse, as they were "just contractions." Ten minutes later, I called the nurse. The nurse checked me, and I was dilated to five centimeters. I asked her if she could give me a bit of pain medicine- while she gave me medicine via my IV, tony decided to run down to the hospital Starbucks to grab a quick breakfast. I believe the pain medicine relaxed me enough to progress my labor VERY quickly. I went from five centimeters dilated to 10 centimeters in forty five minutes.

Tony walked in the room, coffee in hand, just in time. I had Poppy at 8am on the dot. She wasn't put on my chest right away, because the NICU nurses had to check her vitals and suction her mouth and nose. Once they put little Poppy on my chest, she started nursing RIGHT away.

Her sweet face and tiny body were perfect.

When I think about my labor and delivery with Poppy, I am so grateful. My team of nurses and doctors were absolutely amazing- they put up with my panic (once the feeling to push started...I got very very panicked...and was begging and PLEADING the doctors to give me more pain medicine...which they couldn't.) I pushed for two contractions, and out she came. The moment I saw her, I said..."it was you the whole time."

A couple of my favorite moments/tid-bits about Poppy's birth: I wore the same dress/shirt I wore for my other two deliveries, tony cut the umbilical cord (he didn't want to on the other two deliveries), and tony stayed right by my side (minus the Starbucks run) the entire time...just like the other babies. I'm so thankful for my husband.

Poppy Naomi...I have waited for you my whole life.

Sunday, October 21, 2018

keep calm and gestate long hospital stay (no baby yet...)

there's a sign in the visitor's room at Swedish Hospital in Seattle, that reads, "Keep Calm and Gestate On." i'm trying. it's been a long few days...tony and i rushed to the hospital around 12am on Wednesday night. i had started bleeding...bright red blood. the kind that no pregnant woman wants to see.

we went straight to the closest hospital (Good Sam in Puyallup) where they wheeled me straight up to labor and delivery. they gave me a steroid shot to develop the baby's lungs faster- in case of early delivery, then checked the source of bleeding. a tear in my placenta.

the kids are all right. tony went back home to relieve our dear friend a few hours after i checked in at the first hospital. he got easton off to the bus in the morning and sailor settled at our best friend's house- then came back to the hospital to visit me for a bit. he's been back and forth- cleaning the house to prepare for possible guests/helpers, doing laundry, packing hospital bags (that should have been packed by me weeks ago), and getting the kids settled.

once things stabilized a bit, i was transferred to Swedish hospital in Seattle- where i have been under the care of the Maternal Fetal Medicine department since September (our baby will be requiring surgery at some point post birth because of a mass located on her intestine).  i really needed to be at the hospital that will be treating baby girl once she's born.

the boys came by for a visit yesterday. movies and homemade cookies kept my little ones entertained in my tiny hospital room for a few hours. I was so happy to see them. honestly...they seemed to have grown in the few days that i hadn't seen them. how do they do that?

i've met some other mama's here in the antepartum ward at Swedish; mamas who have been here a LOT longer than I. one of them has been here for three months and will stay until she delivers in two weeks via c-section. the other mama has been here for one month and has one more month to go. i can't even wrap my head around how hard that must be. staying in the hospital...waiting for borders on torture. except, this kind of torture is all about keeping the baby and mama as healthy as possible. so maybe not torture at all...just extremely hard.

i'm super stable, and get to leave today. if i have any more bleeding...i'll be back here immediately and delivering a baby right away.  hopefully all will be fine back at home and i will, in fact, be able to KEEP CALM AND GESTATE ON (for one to two more weeks).


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