Grace is now one week old and doing great. She went to see the doc this week, and now weighs in at 5 lbs 6 oz! She is going to fit into all of her cute new clothes in no time! I'm recovering well with a lot of help from my Mom (now also called Mommom). She is trying hard to keep me confined to the couch, which is very hard. But the sooner I get better, the sooner I will be able to take Grace outside for walks. Speaking of walks...Floyd is doing pretty good adjusting to the new baby. He is needing a bit more attention than normal, especially to eat and drink. (He seems to be forgetting about these important functions lately). I think he is doing it just to get our attention....we all now how smart he really is. :-)
Here are a few pics from the weekend. Floyd has devoted his life to making sure that he gets nearly as much attention as Grace does. It's kind of like a guy with no legs racing against the Bolt, but we still love him.
We had some more visitors this weekend. Grace is adjusting well to life outside to womb, she likes to sleep a lot and she has been making like 6 bowel movements a day, I'm so proud! She has also been doing a great job in attracting people to bring food to our house, which is completely awesome. Thanks so much to Rachel and the Muhley's for making sure we are well fed and to Riley for bringing some wine and cigars!
The second day of Grace's life has been filled with cute little outfits, several hat changes, lots of eating, even more pooping (she had 5 BM's today, definitely taking after her father), reading books, and several hours of new parents just staring at this precious little person.
More pics are sure to follow tomorrow.
Sara is doing well, although really sore and swollen. She has made it vertical several times today and all in all moved about 40 feet. Hopefully she will be feeling good enough to change a diaper or two tomorrow, if not I'm pretty much a pro already.
So the turning of Esteban from breech did not work. That little guy was holed up in there and not budging. Luckily they have to use an ultrasound machine to check the position during the whole ordeal, and in so doing saw that there was not much fluid left in the amniotic sack. We had an ultrasound last Friday and the level was much lower today, so the good doctor made the decision that the placenta was no longer doing its job and the baby was not going to make any more progress in the womb. If he would have successfully turned the baby it would have resulted in an induced labor, so we were pretty much destined to have a baby today.
As a side note they told us last Friday that there was only about a 5% chance of us having a baby today. While there is only about 3% of pregnancies that have a baby in the breech position at 38 weeks, we figured our odds were pretty good and came to the hospital fully prepared. Or at least Sara did.
So we got some pretty sweet lookin duds and they told us that we would be parents very shortly. Sara was magically whisked away to the operating room and I was feed graham crackers and milk and told to wait until further notice (pretty much welcome to the rest of my life). When I arrived in the delivery room Sara was all numbed up and they began the operation. About a minute and a half later the doctor told us that we were the new parents of a brand new daughter, wrapped up beautifully in a 4lb 14.5oz 18 inch package.
I'd always heard rumors that there is 1/64 negro blood in the Askew clan. Our baby got that gene and was born with the black foot!
So I'm at 37 weeks now...hard to believe that I'm now considered "full term" and the baby could come at any time and be very healthy! Still working full time and planning on working until the baby wants out. This is my "mumu" dress...the most comfortable thing to wear while just hanging around the house. I'm so glad the weather is getting warmer because skirts and dresses are the most comfortable clothing. These are pics of the nursery..which is ready! Erik was afraid I'd be too short to reach in and out of the crib (haha)...but looks like it will work.
