Iyla, Iyla, Angus, Angus. One month compare and contrast. These aren’t the best photos of Iyla, but I’m on a time crunch – winning choice tonight between uploading photos and shower = shower all the way. Sorry folks.
Angus is a hardy dude. He gained almost 3 lbs his first month. No wonder I’m freaking exhausted & starving all the time. ! Forget pregnancy – nursing is when you truly are eating for two. Keep the casseroles coming people.
PS: Gamma lovingly called this the Vladimir Putin photo shoot, but I assure you, no animals were hurt (the bear is actually alpaca!)
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This is me at 39 weeks and 4 days, the day Angus was born. I knew he was coming by the time we took this picture. I had just taken a shower and asked Chris to quickly take my 39 week picture before things got real. I am wearing my birthing necklace, made up entirely of beads given to me by some of the special supportive ladies in my life who were my natural birth champions. This picture was taken around 1:30 or 2 pm.
I was so lucky that my friend Hope had decided to come down on Saturday, following a false labor alarm and stayed with us until after Angus was born. She took amazing care of me before, during and after labor.
Iyla asking, “what Mommy do?” To which I think we replied something like, “helping the baby come out.” She was very nonchalant about the whole thing like it was totally what she expected, like “oh, yeah, we get to see the baby soon. Cool.”
Here is as really real as it gets. This is me in cobblers pose, pushing the baby’s head out. Chris was my automatic back lift – pushing me up every time I had a contraction so that I could best leverage my body to get the baby’s head under my pelvic bone. This part of labor took about 45 minutes, but in it’s entirety I only had physically strenuous labor for about 4 hours. I attained my goal of cutting my labor by about half of the time it took with Iyla. Don’t ask me how I did it other than sheer hope.
Precious little man right after they put him on my chest.
“Baby came out?!” This is the first moment of many of complete and utter awe. Iyla is so in love with her little brother.
We are all doing great. I am too tired to be graceful with my words so I will post a proper birth story later. Needless to say the important thing to know at this point is that we are all well, Chris is on a 2 week paternity leave from school and we are just hanging out here at home in our little nest of love and hormones and casseroles. It is the most magical time of our lives. Thank you for sharing it with us! xoxo
PS: 8 lb 9.6 oz; 21″ born at 6:49 pm on February 5, 2014
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Time is going by way too fast.
Iyla has seriously perfected the boot scoot. She prefers scooting naked. What can I say?
We stayed in Asheville, NC for a few days after New Years and ended up being there right in the middle of that nasty storm, but it was so beautiful and warm in our cabin we didn’t care. This is literally the view from inside the kitchen – sitting at the table.
Iyla had fun taking “awesome” pictures with the binoculars.
It’s nice having a petit kid who can wear her 18 month winter jacket, albeit a tad short, so we didn’t have to buy anything new this year.
We made tofu spring rolls for Christmas eve. Iyla didn’t want to leave anything for Santa. She was a little apprehensive about a man coming in our house and eating our food, even if he was going to bring pink presents and balloons.
Admittedly, she felt better about the situation in the morning when she saw the bounty. She was really mostly excited about the balloons and the physical act of opening the packages.
And she was pretty stoked that Santa brought her her “own” can of cashews.
Some of our best and dearest friends moved to Nashville in December. Iyla and Amos were reunited for play today and they were so engrossed we had to cry “dragons” to get them to turn around for the camera.
We love you guys!
Yep, 37 weeks. Sure feels like a lot of baby in there.
Iyla-style family cheeeeeese.
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