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 times...so  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.

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