Merry Christmas from my family to yours! God bless!
At my 37 week check up, Willow gave us a little scare. I sat hooked to a fetal monitor for half an hour counting a few little kicks and listening to a slower-than-normal heart rate. A week later it was the same thing again, but her baseline was low enough to justify a call to the perinatologist for his opinion. He was unconcerned, because sonograms were still showing a very healthy baby. After some discussion with our doctor about her concerns and our wishes, we decided that the safest option for Willow was to induce. So, bright and early on October 28th, we drove to the hospital. I was starving for pancakes, but was told to fast. We went through all the prep work and the lovely process of trying to find a vein large enough to put an IV in (I have terrible veins). By 6:30 in the morning, labor was underway!
I had hoped to try natural labor using oils, but knew that an induction was going to make it very difficult. The decision was made to go ahead with an epidural before I felt I needed one, because the anesthesiologist had so many c-sections to oversee. I had to push for 4 1/2 hours in Lily’s birth and wanted to rest in case that happened again. And rest I did! I felt very loopy, and was happy to sleep off the food cravings I had created browsing Pinterest… I needed pumpkin cinnamon rolls, darn it!
I did use my diffuser! Wild Orange and Balance for calming. My nurse, bless her, also loves doTERRA essential oils and would inhale deeply every time she walked in, so I always knew it was her. The room smelled wonderful, and I stayed very relaxed. I also used Clary sage essential oil on my ankles to encourage good contractions. They ended up turning down my pitocin, because I was contracting very well. With Lily, they kept increasing it regularly. I also made up a peri spray with helichrysum and frankincense to help prevent tearing. I had torn to the muscle with Lily and was in complete agony for two weeks later. I had a little tearing, but am using the spray and haven’t noticed the tear at all!
At around 1:30 I was ready to push. Daniel stood by me, and the whole thing was so serene. She came so easily and peacefully; before I knew it I was holding a very tiny little girl! The cord had been wrapped around Willow’s neck twice, but God was gracious! The doctor was in awe of how long the umbilical cord was… the longest she’d ever seen. This fact probably saved our little girl from some pretty scary complications. The nurse rubbed her dry and laid her on my chest. Willow is so tranquil. She just laid on my chest gazing around the room for an hour. She took to nursing very easily! I am so grateful, I never could convince Lily to nurse.
Having 2 is a huge challenge, but I have never been happier. Willow is precious, and I am loving every second. This whole experience has brought our family so close together; I can’t wait to see where this journey takes us.
Willow is 3 weeks old now, and Lily is just 1 month away from her second birthday! I have not lost my mind yet, and have managed to get a shower almost daily! It’s amazing what washing off the Big Foot smell will do for your state of mind. I’m taking it one day at a time, and soaking in this phase, as hard as it may be, because I may not get to experience it again. Balance is hard at this point. I spend nearly half my life nursing, and Lily needs so much attention at this point in her life. I like order and cleanliness, but I have to remember that Lily needs extra reassurance that I love her. My house will be clean one day soon, and in the meantime, I’m going to enjoy toddlerhood to the fullest.
I’ve learned to do some crazy stuff simultaneously with breastfeeding. I can cook nearly anything, including scrambled eggs, soup, and muffins. Although, cutting up veggies one handed is a lot of hard work. I can change Lily’s diaper while nursing. I also bathed Lily last night, but had to put Willow down to put Lily in her PJs. I can wash my face and do my make up (granted, I hardly wear enough make up to count for anything). I can type, but it’s a pain, so I don’t. Sleeping and nursing. I’m the best at that one! I never got to breastfeed with Lily, so this is all new to me. It’s exhausting, to say the least; especially at night when she’s cluster feeding, and all I want is to slouch with my elbows on the table and eat my food slowly. I have to fight the urge to just give her a bottle so I can relax for a bit. My shoulder muscles must resemble pretzels at this point, and I may have to treat myself to a massage soon.
If you follow me on Pinterest, you’ve probably seen that I’ve developed a thing for sugar cookies. I’m going to start making designer cookies for special events and selling them. Watch the blog for pictures of my edible artwork very soon!
To my dear daughter,
As you grow, many boys will enter your years. They will speak words of love and passion, of wanting you–all of you.
Their sex will be lacking.
Believe me, dear girl, I know what crazy hot lovemaking is made of. Until the boy can assure you of the following, it is not true passion.
If he can patiently wait for over three years. From pregnant to nursing to pregnant to nursing, with your hormones fierce, and desire often dead. “Please, just let me sleep. I am so tired.” will be your common response. Until he can love you still, choose you still, it is not true passion.
If He can call you beautiful when even your feet are swollen from baby belly. Call you sexy when your legs run thick with varicose veins from the same. Call you perfect after your belly hangs loose with skin…
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We’re hanging in there! Juggling two girls is harder than I expected. Lily loves her quality time and Willow would just prefer to be attached permanently to me. We’ve had a breakthrough with Lily, and she has decided that Willow can stay and tries so hard to take care of her… It’s simultaneously precious and terrifying. Willow is just so tiny, and Lily is so very wiggly.
I’m getting in the mood for Christmas! I want to make an advent calendar and stockings for us. Anything beyond taking a shower and keeping the children alive is pretty ambitious right now, though. For now, I’ll settle for some festive baking.
Check out my cuties! This moment nearly made my heart explode from absolute joy. It’s the first time Lily actually was willing to hold her, and she was absolutely giddy! She wanted to hold her hand and kiss her, and she just talked and talked to Willow. When Willow made eye contact with Lily, you would’ve thought we said Santa was here early. She squealed and grinned the biggest smile I’ve ever seen from her.
My girl is here and she’s precious! Willow Jane Irvin was born at 2 o’clock in the afternoon on Tuesday, October 28, 2014. She weighed 7 pounds, 2 ounces, and was 19 inches long. She’s already proving that despite her uncanny resemblance to her big sister, they are two very different little people. Willow is very laid back, and doesn’t make a peep until she needs something, and she will not tolerate being put down. She is my snuggle bug. I’m loving every second with this little beauty, even when adjusting is hard. I’m so grateful for her Daddy, who has been so good to me and really done a great job caring for our Lily. Thank you for your prayers!