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Sunday, August 31, 2008


Awe....total silence! My hubby took Chloe and Emma to church this morning, while Maci and I stayed back to rest. She's resting, I'm playing. One hour until time to nurse again...just not enough time for a nap.

I never thought I would be living my dream at such a young age! I will be 29 in 2 months and my life is so full of dreams come true! I love that I get to stay at home with my girls! I have a husband who is hard working and supports my hobbies. He allows me to be me and express myself thru creative arts. He is super helpful around the house, and even gives the girls their baths...every night.

Wow, living my dream!

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Maci's Eviction

Being a multi-tasker is a blessing and a curse! It allows one to get things done quickly, as one typically can do two or more things at once. It is in my blood, it's who I am. Actually, I think every mother is a multi-tasker. The curse comes when you physically can't do more then one thing. This is where I found myself last week. It was such a change of pace for me. After being pregnant for what seemed like 10 months, I was able to issue Maci her eviction notice. This little princess was so content in utero and enjoyed her ability to do flips. She was supposed to be my "giant" and turned out to be my smallest one! With her size and the extra fluids, she was breech one day, then flipped the next, Because of this, we decided that a c-section would be the safest way to evict her. I had not had one of these before and did not know what to really expect. We went in at 6:PM and spent a whole hour answering questions for the paperwork portion. That was much like labor, itself. Never knowing when it would end and the further we got into the process the more invasive others were into our privacy. Privacy and labor are oxymoron's, by the way. The next thirty minutes (from 7-7:30) were spent being a pin cushion. One, two, three sticks and still not an IV started. OUCH! They called in a special person and she got it on the first try. Praise the Lord! Everything was going smoothly after that....until they brought out the "type and screen" bracelet. When I asked what this was about they said it was in case I needed a blood transfusion. YIKES! It all became real at that moment. I was going to have surgery, major surgery. Shortly after that, I was rolled into the OR. It was freezing cold in there. My senses were overwhelmed. I was freezing, yet warm blankets made me feel hot. I was feeling numb from the epidural, felt like I was being pushed on. It was so quiet and sterile, yet there was strange music playing in the background. Before I knew it, it was over. Out was my beautiful new baby girl. Steve was at my side one moment, and gone the next. He was trying so hard to become that multi-tasker that I pride myself in being. He was trying to snap photos, while video taping at the same time. At one point in the video (which I discovered today) he put the cap back on. Too funny. You hear everything, but see nothing. It was on for several minutes before a nurse noticed and told him. LOL. Her eviction meant so much. It meant that I could breathe again, say goodbye to heartburn, and most of all hold her in my arms, not my hips, or side, or lungs. My arms are much better equipped to do the job. She's been here for a week now. She continues to awe me. She is so tiny yet has such a big place in my heart. Big sisters Chloe and Emma are adjusting better then I thought. I am sure it's much in part to prayers that have been lifted up for us.