Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Seamus Christopher, a birth story

Today is Seamus's half birthday, so its seems like a good time to tell his birth story.

To be completely honest, although I do love to read birth stories, I am actually a little bit uncomfortable with them. There is something sacred and very private about a birth, and too many details can ruin that. My mom never really talked about our births in front of us growing up. I love that she kept the whole thing enough familiar and open that I was never too scared of child birth, but enough mysterious that going through that myself made me feel like I had gone through a special rite of passage and that I had accomplished something very beautiful, difficult, and in a way holy. Now she will talk about it more openly with me, but I still don't know many details from mine or from any of my siblings birth. I certainly don't plan on discussing my kids' births with them in major detail, especially not my sons.

That being said, I do love to hear other people's birth stories and talk about my own with woman who have shared the experience. There is something about talking about those moments that reminds us of their importance, that gives us a sense of accomplishment, that helps us to feel as though we are a part of a community of woman striving hard to be good mothers.

But this is the internet so I will share with you only slightly more than I plan to share with my kids in case they get a hold of this someday :).

It was about 9:30pm on Wednesday September 25th. Ryan and I were watching a movie and I started to have contractions. We wondered if it was the real thing, and kept watching. The contractions quickly got more painful, I paced the room and we kept watching the movie. I let my Mom know that there was some action. After a while we decided to go outside. We walked around our backyard for 30- 45 minutes timing the contractions, and at some point Ryan let the midwife know that things had started. We discussed what we should do and decided that we would stay and have this baby at home since Caleb was sleeping soundly. We went back inside to see if we could get some rest. The contractions got harder, but never really got more than 3 or 4 or 5 minutes apart even at the end. Sometimes they were so far apart that I thought labor had stopped ,and was able to nap for 8 to 10 minutes in between. At some point I took a shower, put on makeup and painted my nails just to pass the time. We made bets about what time the baby would come. For some reason a part of me just didn't believe that this labor was the real thing, it was so much easier than my Pitocin induced labor with Caleb. The strangest part was that I could slow the labor down if I was tired and needed a break. I think I transitioned around 3:30am right before the midwife arrived. Seamus was born at 6:20am on September 26, 2013.

Seamus was 8 pounds, 21 inches, beautiful and perfectly healthy. They immediately laid him on my chest, and the first thing I did was check to see if he was a boy or a girl. Just like Caleb, when I saw he was a boy it did not surprise me in the least, it just seemed to make perfect sense. I said "Hello Seamus Christopher" and he looked right at me. He nursed right away with no problems. When they laid him on my chest he was so tiny I thought for sure he would only be about 6 lbs, when they told me he was 8 I was amazed and relieved that he arrived 4 days early. Caleb, who had woken up right at the end, obligingly either fell back asleep or stayed quiet in his crib until we were ready for him to see Seamus. Caleb (who suddenly looked like a giant compared to Seamus) was thoroughly confused, but very interested and immediately tried to poke Seamus in the eye.

The most wonderful part about having a baby at home is getting to be in your own bed right after! As soon as I had eaten something and the midwife thought I was ready, I got up, changed my clothes, freshened up a bit, and went and got in my own comfortable bed. Ryan's mom took Caleb for the day and Ryan, Seamus and I curled up in our bed for a long exhausted sleep.

We can't imagine life without our sweet little guy. He is such a character, and has a very strong personality. For the most part he is laid back and easy going, but he can be very particular about things and likes things to be his own way. He loves baths that seem too hot for him, loves to wear what seems like way too many layers to bed, loves to sleep on his tummy, shrieks when toys are taken away or when no one is paying attention to him, wants to be in on all the family goings on, thinks Ryan is hilarious and slightly frightening at the same time, is completely obsessed with Caleb and stares adoringly at everything Caleb does (unless its taking Seamus's toys away) and is about as much of a mama's boy as they come.

And here are few pictures from the big day!

A few minutes after he was born

He had such chubby little cheeks!

The whole family

Friday, March 7, 2014

Taking up where I left off...a novella

Can I use the post-partum excuse 5.5 months later???? Probably stretching it, I won't go there. I will however give you an overview complete with pictures of the last 5.5 months around here. Buckle up, it may be a long one.

Lets see, my last post was on September 23, 2013 so we will start there. Here we are on September 22, 2013 hanging out in the Boston Public Garden four days before the birth of our little goof Seamus Christopher.

And he arrived four days early!!! Born at 6:20am September 26, 2013. Weighing in at 8lbs even, 21 inches I think. A birth story post to come along shortly, I hope.
The brothers checkin each other out.
Wondering how he is going to survive law school with two.


Two was way easier than I thought it would be, but the first couple months were still a major adjustment. Getting up and down two flights of narrow stairs with a newborn and a toddler who can't go down stairs is not easy, probably the biggest challenge of all.

Here we are at Christmas. We stayed in NH this year, and had fun decorating our apartment and doing some traditions of our own. The presents on St. Nicholas Day (my family's tradition) or presents on Christmas or presents on both is still a debate in our house. We did a few things on both days this year.

One major reason we have been so busy is that we have been skiing a bunch, I can finally go!!! I love it. and its such an awesome way to get fresh air and exercise in the winter. I joke that my gear is way too nice for my skill level (thank you to Ryan's very generous dad). We spend most weekends up in Lincoln, NH where Ryan's dad has a ski condo, and ski at Canon Mountain (where Body Miller learned to ski...for anyone who cares). The condo association has an indoor pool that Caleb loves, Seamus is not a fan. He loves his water scalding hot.
In January, the boys and I went out to Seattle for a few weeks in which was amazing! Thank you to my sister Claire and my sister-in-law Maria for helping to make that possible by flying with me. Here are my parents and their six grandsons.

In February we survived the flu. I got it the worst of all, and Ryan was unscathed. Here they are at their best...

...and here they are at their worst.

And the most recent pictures I have of "Seamy Brother" (don't ask, I don't know why we call him that) from a couple weeks ago.

As you can see he is a happy, smiley easy going little guy.

Caleb still isn't talking yet. He can say a few words, mostly just imitating us, and he does about 5 or 6 signs. Other than that he just babbles along in a language of his own that I am pretty sure Seamus understands, because they have elaborate conversations and crack each other up. Caleb also loves to make siren noises if you ask him what a fire truck says, and we are currently working on potty training.

So life is good, I spend my days playing, nursing, working out, trying desperately to keep things clean and neat, occasionally doing projects for the company I used to work for and waiting for the sunshine and warmth to come!

Oh and anxiously awaiting the arrival of baby boy Cowan!