Saturday, December 25, 2010

Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas!

Toys and wrapping paper are everywhere, the gifts have been opened and my most precious gift this year is now back to her peaceful sleep.

As I sit holding our sweet new baby girl I am given even more revelation of the gift of our Savior- Jesus Christ. Such a beautiful gift...and such a beautiful sacrifice. I pray we don't ever take it for granted and always remain thankful.

My heart is so thankful and filled with love, peace and content.

May your day be filled with love, laughter and a time to reflect on why we celebrate this day. “For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” - Isaiah 9:6

From our house this Christmas morning to yours-- Merry Christmas!!

Sunday, December 19, 2010

I can not believe that tomorrow will be 3 weeks from the day we welcomed our sweet Mia. As the days go on we're settling into more of a routine and I'm feeling more and more comfortable in my new role as a mom to THREE. The kids are doing really well with her also. I've made it a point to include them as much as possible and let them be my little helpers. And I also try to spend a little one on one time with each of them which seems to help a lot.

They both absolutely adore Mia. I have to give them each their special time with her. They love to hold her. It's become routine for them to come into our room in the mornings and hold her for a little bit. One of my favorite memories will always be the first morning we had her home. Watching them hold her, kiss her, and just be so excited about her was almost more than my heart could stand! I caught a couple of pictures of it and I just love them because they are completely *real* and natural and in no way "coached"...it was just them, holding and loving on their new baby sister. It's so genuine and pure. This picture melts my heart.


Our sweet Mia, she is so precious. I don't know how else to describe her except to say she is SWEET. She has such a sweet spirit about her already. Don't get me wrong the girl is not shy in letting you know when she wants something- like to be fed. And let me tell you, for being such a petite thing, the girl can EAT- She's a great eater! Wears mama out sometimes, but that's ok! While I'm not sure it's really possible to spoil a baby, I am sure Mia is SPOILED. She loves to be held and basically doesn't want to be put down unless she's totally asleep. This is probably my fault because I hold her so much. I can't help it. I am still so amazed by her. My favorite is when she is full, content, and snuggled up close. She'll look up at me with her big eyes and then lifts her little face up and burries it into my neck. BEST. FEELING. ON. EARTH.

From the second I first laid eyes on her she reminded me of someone. I get this familiar feeling when I look at her, but I couldn't figure it out at first. Then one night not long after coming home, Brandon was holding her on the sofa and I looked down at her and it hit me. She reminded me of Faith. Brandon told me he thought the same thing when he saw her in the hospital but didn't want to say anything yet. Not sure why, maybe he thought it would be hard for me. It wasn't at all. In fact, I feel like it's just another little gift from our sweet Jesus. Everyone who got to meet Faith has each now told me separately that Mia reminds them of her. It makes me happy. Makes me smile when I look at her. I can't fully describe what it is about her that reminds me of Faith, she just does. It's a familiar feeling yet I can't describe it. She has this look in her eyes that gives me butterflies.

How amazing is our God. I am truly blessed by our Mia Glory. I hold her and look at her and just thank the Lord over and over again for her. He truly turned my mourning into dancing and I am SO, so thankful. Our Mia Glory- the manifestation of God's goodness.

My recovery has been great. I was out and about the day after we got home from the hospital. My energy is back but unfortunately so is my appetite. Terrible timing! I'm basically starving all of the time. Where was this appetite when I could eat whatever I wanted?! I blame Mia- eating machine.

And on that note (I feel like this has been the pattern over my last couple posts?) She is calling for me again and I can't keep my sweet girl waiting.

I promise I'll try and get back in the swing of writing more. I feel like there is so much to write about, I just need to sit down and do it!

untill then...

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Every day I say, "Ok today is the day I finish part 2"...and then I fall asleep, or have to nurse, or head to the bathroom only to find myself standing at the hall closet with the door open trying to remember what I was about to do. It happens. Often.

I had to go back through all of our wrapped presents and make sure I'd put tags on them because I started finding some without names. I may have had to re-open a couple to figure it out. I can blame this little mishap on my mischievous 2 1/2 yr old or my completely scattered brain self. You be the judge.

I got an apple and peanut butter out yesterday to eat, only to find it 2 hours later in the same spot and remembered I was going to eat it.

It's a crazy, busy, tiring, but incredibly fulfilling time in my life as a mother and I'm trying with everything I have in me to enjoy this "season"...I don't just mean Christmas and all of the Christmas shopping, baking, and decorating, but this entire season I'm in that includes a newborn baby, a 2 1/2 yr old diva, and my mama's boy who just yesterday was as little as Mia, now turning 5. I know all too well that seasons change...quickly. So though I may be exhausted, have dark circles, forget to eat, feel like a 24 hr buffet, and sometimes don't get a chance to change out of my pj's till late (late) afternoon...my family is happy, my kids are well taken care of, memories are being made, and I couldn't feel more BLESSED.

Tonight when I was putting Asher to bed, he leaned over, hugged me and told me I was doing a good job of being a mom to 3. That right there makes it ALL worth it. I needed to hear it. And tomorrow when I feel myself losing it or I begin to question my abilities, I'm going to remember what my little 5 yr old son said to me and remind myself- I can do it!

And on that note, my sweet little piggy is calling...

Friday, December 10, 2010

She's Here!

I'm BACK! And I'm on pain meds- watch out! Just kidding, I ran out a couple days ago. And what a sad day it was...I turned that container upside down as if by magic one more might fall out. Ok, before you go thinking I've become hooked and feel the need to drop down on your knees and pray for my deliverance you should know I am totally kidding. In a way. And any mom who has ever gone through a difficult childbirth or c-section can relate with me so quit judging!

I read over my last entry and wow I can not believe how much my life has changed in just the matter of 11 days. As I type this my precious gift from heaven is peacefully sleeping beside me. The sound of her little breathing is so sweet, I could listen to it forever.

I have so much to say and don't know where to start. As I went back and read a bit of my posts I realized how happy I am that I started this blog. It is as much for me as it is for others. I love that I've captured moments in time through my writing. I love that I can look back on just a short matter of time and see how much God has already done. It is so easy for us to go through the motions of life and forget. I do not want to forget!

So, that being said, I wanted to start out with a little glimpse into the day Mia was born. My birth story, if you will. However before you get scared off at the sound of the words "birth story"...don't worry. This isn't one of those birth stories where I go into way too much detail, fill it with way too much information pictures, then end it with a nice story about how I saved my placenta and planted it in my backyard beneath a peach tree that now has the best peaches you will ever eat.

You think I'm making this stuff up but I assure you it's out there. And tragically I stumbled upon it and have now been forever terrorized with the memories of the words and pictures. Just take my advice, don't go searching around the internet for stories about other women's birth experiences. Better yet, just don't even google peach tree because you never know. Better safe than sorry.

Now that I've ventured completely off topic, let's try to hop back on.

I did not sleep one wink the night before we went in to have Mia. Can you blame me?! I was WAY TOO EXCITED! I did make an attempt at about 2:30 in the morning but I just lied there listening to Brandon snore (he still denies the snoring) with all sorts of thoughts running through my head and finally gave up. Instead I nested like a crazy person. I swept, mopped, folded laundry, looked for things to do, realized it had all been done-TWICE and finally just got in a bath. I sat there for a while savoring the feeling of being pregnant, knowing that as hard as it was to believe at the moment, I would miss it. I also tried to wrap my mind around the idea that my sweet baby girl would be in my arms in just a few short hours. Well that just got me going all over again and I couldn't take it so I woke up Brandon. A little early. 8 measly minutes to be exact, but let me tell you I heard all about those 8 measly minutes. PUH-LEASE. There was a baby to be had!

I have to say the whole c-section experience was much better than I expected it to be. I was put completely out for my c-section with Faith so I don't remember any of it all. I closed my eyes for what seemed like seconds or minutes and when I opened them much more time than that had passed and so much had happened. A surreal feeling for sure.

With Mia however, I was completely aware of every second and loved it. I loved the nurses, loved the anesthesiologist...the whole experience. Yes it was strange and uncomfortable at times to have the sensation of tugging on your insides but I didn't care! My little girl was about to be here! I thought I might feel robbed of the regular delivery experience that I'd been blessed to have with Asher and Bella, but I didn't. Truly all that mattered was my baby girl getting here safe and healthy! The feeling of relief, love, peace and just pure JOY, way overshadowed any other feelings that might've tried to creep in.

Right before Mia came out Dr. Farhart said "Well, I see a lot of dark hair!" Ah ha! I thought! I knew my theory about heartburn and hair was true! She came out screaming and perfect and beautiful and I will never forget that moment. I had told everyone in the room that as soon as she came out I wanted to know she was a girl. (Me and my paranoia) So when she came out everyone around the room had to reassure me she was a she! Oh thank you Jesus, I don't have to re-do her room!

She weighed 7 lbs 3 oz and was 20 inches long. Brandon did an excellent job of being "that" dad with our camera in one hand and video camera in the other. He was so proud. I was so proud. One of the best parts was looking over to see my sister waiting to take Mia into the baby nursery where she was able to be the nurse who transitioned her and do all that stuff they do to babies when they first come. So there went Brandon with Mia and Nurse Jacquelin while they put my insides back in order (Brandon loves when I talk like that) and then I was wheeled into recovery where I was totally forgotten about for a good 30 minutes. I mean I knew once the baby got here it'd be all about her but I wasn't expecting it to be THAT fast! I sat there all excited with no one to talk to!! I kept asking my new BFF (my nurse, Ashley) if she had seen any of my family members...Husband? Mom? Dad? Anyone? I even answered Brandon's cell phone at one point just so I could talk to someone! Imagine my mother in laws surprise to hear her daughter in laws voice who just GAVE BIRTH through C-SECTION answering a phone call all non-chalant. I'm telling you the meds were AMAZING.

Brandon did finally find me and I could tell by the look on his face he felt really bad because he had no idea I'd been wheeled into recovery already. It was ok really, I was so happy to know he and my family were with Mia and I couldn't wait to hold her myself!

I didn't have to wait long. Soon I was in my room and my sister "the nurse" (can you tell I'm proud ;)) brought Mia in. The moment I'd waited for was finally here!! I was meeting my little glory girl, My Mia Glory.... Finally!

I have to add a side note in here to show how good God is. Our nurse Ashely was also our nurse the day we lost Faith and I'd told her that day that we would be back soon to deliver a healthy baby and I remember thinking I hoped she would be our nurse again. It was such a blessing to me that she was there when we met Mia and such a testimony of how sweet our Jesus is to do things like that for us.

And on that note, this will have to be continued because my sweet girl is calling for my attention and there is nothing else I'd rather do! I can not wait to tell you all about her... She is so sweet, angelic, peaceful, beautiful...everything her name means and more....Our splendor and bliss of heaven!!

Part 2 tomorrow....hopefully!!

Isaiah 60:1
“Arise, shine, for your light has come and the glory of the LORD rises upon you"