Archive for February, 2011

Pictures of Abby!

About time these came, right?

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Abby Arrives.

Abigail Anne Robinson. She’s new.  Brand new, that is.  A little young lady, hours old, who has worlds to see.  She strongly resembles Grace’s first days — lots of hair, Erin’s cute button nose, Erin’s high cheekbones, my dark blue eyes, and exactly 20 fingers and toes.  Little bigger at birth (9 lbs, 3 ounces) and a little longer (22 inches).

You’ll see from the pictures that we were all tired.  The previous night, we had contacted our Nurse Midwife and Doula in anticipation of tip off.  However, Abby indeed acted with reserve nature while still planning a fashionable arrival late the following morning. 

When we were speculating when Abby would actually arrive, I confidently predicted 11:27.  Turns out that I missed it by several minutes — although that’s precisely when Erin’s water broke.  Three minutes later, there was a new pair of eyes cautiously looking about the room.  I imagine Abby found things pretty loud.  She seemed somewhat shy, but I know I would find the Robinson living room to be an interesting place to start life outside the womb.

What would she see?  Although cognitively speaking, she can’t see more than several inches at birth.  That’s dedicated towards Mom’s upper equipment.  I wonder what she would look at if she could actually see something?  What would attract her attention, and what would she make of it.

Anyway, Abby is a joy.  Abby loves life.  Small size; big heart.  We’re glad she’s here.

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On Tuesday at my midwife appointment, I agreed to have my membranes stripped. When I got home I took a bath and timed pressure waves, and once I got out, they slowed down, so I planned to go to work on Wednesday.

I went to work on Wednesday and had several experiences of bloody show. During our staff meeting, I began timing pressure waves (there was both belly tightening and some cramping) and they were 5 minutes apart lasting between 30-45 seconds. Once the meeting concluded, I told my boss I was going home, but that I needed to send a few e-mails first. I got back to my desk and sent e-mails only to find that my pressure waves had completely stalled out. I worked to the end of the day and then headed home and they picked back up and I got in the bath to see if they fizzled out or got stronger. They didn’t fizzle out, so I texted the student midwife to tell her what was going on. She came by at 9:30 to check me– I was 5 cm dilated, and she could stretch me to 6, and I was 60-70% effaced. She called the midwife, who decided to drive in from an hour away. They got there (she brought a midwife’s assistant) and we were doing a belly cast (I wanted to get it done before I ‘lost’ the belly! The one pictured earlier collapsed because we didn’t know to reinforce the hands). My pressure waves were coming, but whenever I sat down, they’d slow down. At that point, the midwife asked me if I thought I could sleep, and I thought so. So we got beds set up for them, and everyone settled to sleep.

I woke up at 5:30 and asked the student midwife to check me, and I was a ‘stretchy 7’. I made pancakes for everyone while stopping to take little breaks to breathe through my pressure waves. During the morning, I sat on the birthing stool, squatted with the Rebozo and then took a walk around the block with Greg. During our walk, I had 8 pressure waves that required that I stop and breathe through them. By the time we got home, I was very interested in getting into the birthing pool. Once I got into the pool, pressure waves intensified and required my full attention, sometimes bringing tears to my eyes. My water still had not broken, and so I asked for one last cervical check– I was 8 cm dilated, totally effaced and the baby was at +1 station. I got back into the tub and things kept getting more intense until I felt the urge to push– I felt my water break (11:27 am), and then thought that I might split in half as my daughter crowned and came into the world in quick succession. (The midwife, student midwife and midwife’s assistant kept telling me to slow it down, but I just couldn’t!). At 11:31, the student midwife told me to reach between my legs (I’d been almost on all 4s in the tub) and pull my baby to me– I didn’t realize it at the time, but at that point Abby’s shoulders were out, but not all of her, so I got to deliver the rest of her!  I checked, and saw that we had another daughter! We got her skin to skin on my chest while I delivered the placenta (which came within 8 minutes), and Greg got to cut the cord. Then they wanted me out of the tub pretty quickly because I’d gotten a second degree tear because she came out so quickly. While I was being stitched up, Abby started nursing and she got to hang out on my chest for a while, and after she’d been ‘on the outside’ for about an hour, they did the assessment to discover that she was 9 lbs. 3 oz. and 22 inches long. Her APGARs were all good (8 at one minute, 9 at 5 minutes), and she’s doing just great!

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As many longtime blog readers know, 4 years ago today, my mother, Vicki Peterson died of brain cancer.  Today, in a way, the birth of our second daughter, Abigail Anne, not only honors her grandmother, but gives the day new meaning.

Abigail Anne Robinson
9 lbs. 3 oz.
22 inches
11:31 AM

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As Great Aunt Jenny promised, Ms. Grace got to go see animals.  Yesterday she was to busy enjoying music at Great Uncle Larry’s store to check out the animals, but today was the perfect day!  She, Jenny & Bish-Bish all headed off to the Natural Science Center of Greensboro to see the animals.  Grace especially loved being able to pet the farm animals.

Herding goats

They're so fluffy!

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Last night Aunt Jenny talked to Gracie about going to her house to play with the pony and the dogs and so it’s no real surprise that Grace was up at 5:45 ready to meet the day and head to Reidsville!  While Mama managed to keep her largely contained and quiet until 7:30 or so, by 8:30 Grace and Jenny were on the road with a promise that they might get to visit a Science Center in Greensboro if all went well.  It sounds like  a wonderful weekend for Ms. Grace!

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Working the baby out?

Yesterday, in an effort to encourage Caviat to come and join us sooner than later, Aunt Jenny and I decided to do some yardwork.  Given that I’ve had a bit of a stomach bug since Wednesday, it seemed best to stay close to home for the proximity of the facilities.  But that didn’t stop me from trimming, weeding, raking, etc. in hopes that it would ‘shake the baby loose’.  Given that acupuncture yesterday seemed to get something moving (TMI alert: I lost my mucous plug), I was hopeful that perhaps we’d work hard in the yard and tonight might be a birthday!  While I can’t promise that it’ll work, we’re hoping that while Aunt Jenny’s still her tonight, it just might!

I wish that we’d taken before and after pictures, but here’s the yard and the two of us proudly displaying our hard work!  (Greg helped, but wanted to take the pictures).  It really helped that it was 75 degrees– made the yardwork enjoyable (as did the company).

Yay for trimmed rose bushes!

The working ladies (me with a leg cramp, thus the flamingo style pose)

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