Thursday, April 29, 2010

Cousins

So these two are siblings. . . but meet Carter- here with Rory

They have been frolicking outside for 3 days straight now. Enjoying the warm Arizona sun. Carter told us it feels much better than the 40 degree temps they left behind in Kansas.

Can you tell these boys are related? Hudson is enjoying having some male company. Someone who understands that he just wants to get dirty and shoot the bad guys and play in the mud all day. (although Ella is a very willing participant in all those activities. Rory, not so much.)
Of course Violet needs to be included in this post, even though she has no official opinions on mud, bad guys, or cousins for that matter. She is simply cute.

Oh, it's ruff being a baby!


Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Bike ride-o


Rory and I take a bike ride. It is getting too warm out already- hoping for a cool down this weekend. We are enjoying our week with family now. Grandma, Grandpa, Aunt Emily and Uncle Darek, Carter and Tina. You won't believe the beautiful blanket my mother in law made for me. It is just amazing.

Summertime, here we come!

Sunday, April 25, 2010

lost

I was getting some pictures together to do a post and the dumb sd card (did I mention I'm not a huge fan of digital cameras) had an error and I lost about 80 pictures, including many from Violet's birth and her first bath. It makes me want to pull out my old 35 mm and never deal with digital again. If it were not so fast and convenient, I would probably do just that.

So now I have to get all caught up on my pictures. At least this one got saved:

and this one:

And especially this one:

I do not always heart technology. And I know it does not like me.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Mr. Stork:

"Here is a baby with eyes of blue,
straight from heaven, just for you.
Or- Straight from heaven, up above,
Here is a baby for you to love."



Sunday, April 18, 2010

Family portrait


by Ella, on the dry erase door at the hospital. The nurses sure got a kick out of it- well I think they got a kick out of our family in general. My personal favorite part is how Violet is laying on the floor, because she obviously can't stand on her own yet.

Friday, April 16, 2010

birth


Giving birth to Violet was the hardest, most physically painful thing I have ever done. I definitely can understand the appeal of the epidural. It is agony to work through those contractions. Especially when you've been having them since watching LOST on Tuesday night. The worst part for me was the transition from 8 to 10 centimeters I do not dilate quickly, so it seemed like an eternity. Luckily I had the most wonderful doula. If it were not for her, there is no way I would have made it through without any pain medication. She just helped me to stay as calm as possible and to think of each contraction as the only one. I would highly recommend her to anyone who wants to have a natural birth. And even though he doesn't think so, having Jared there with me is my greatest strength. He calms me down and I knew he believed in me. I love him so so much. I love holding his hand and have him to hold onto during contractions. I love hearing his soothing voice as I get ready to push. I just love him.

Violet was turned and not hitting the cervix as she should, causing me not to efface completely. This, apparently, is what was making it last so long. Just moving into a new position made me want to scream, but we finally found one that got her straightened out and after that it moved quickly. Some things I remember saying during transition are:
get it out, get it out! I can't do this! I am going to die. This is hell! what was I thinking??!! I am sure I said many other crazy things and made lots of weird sounds but I can't really remember. I am sure Jared found it a bit amusing hearing me yell like that. I would have liked to hear it myself.


Once it came to pushing and getting this 9 lb baby out, I felt my second wind coming. The pushing was strangely a relief- and the "ring of fire" (which is real for sure) was for me a blessing- meaning it was over. And to see little Violet for the first time was amazing. She was her own little self- already so distinct and unique from her siblings. She did not cry- but after examining her they just decided she was not a crier. (we will see about that). Perfectly plump and healthy from her chubby cheeks to her long toes. Her skin is as smooth as cream and her hair a light blonde. She is perfection for sure.

What I learned most from this experience is that women are inherently strong. Women have been doing this since the beginning of time- we were meant to do it. I remember hearing a doctor say that most women can't handle the pain of birth and even before last night I thought to myself, "does he think women were just created, or that the epidural was invented when Adam and Eve were bearing children?" I am not one to say how and when women should give birth. I think that each woman knows what is best for herself. I just know this was the right choice for me and not only has made me stronger, but made me love this little one even more. Now Violet and I are relaxing in the hospital, I am just soaking her in- every smell and sound and whimper she makes. I love these first few weeks after birth, they are pure bliss. (without sleep, of course).

Thanks for all your sweet comments and congratulations. I love you all!!

Thursday, April 15, 2010

violet



beautiful like the stars at night
twist and turn before the dawn
beautiful like the moon at night
ducks and dives into the sea.

- mojave 3

violet elizabeth allen
april 15th, 2010
2:45 am
9 lbs, 1 oz- 22 inches long


Sunday, April 11, 2010

the weekend before baby was born

As uncomfortable as I am, I am glad that the baby was not born this weekend because we had a really nice one- kind of a last hurrah for our family of 5. I remember the weekend before Hudson was born we tried to do the same thing. (see here) This time, instead of the zoo, our weekend consisted of a lot of yardwork, family dinners, and delicious daddy-cooked meals. There always seems like there is more you can do to get ready for baby. Plus, how can you not have fun while wearing a size 6-12 month chicken costume??

or playing the harmonica while in your pajamas and a baseball hat?

Poletas are fun in a box.

Our garden is looking so nice. Jared has done a great job with it. It's so pretty.

The boy who steals my heart. (one of them)

She better be here by next weekend, though.

Friday, April 09, 2010

sisters

pretty soon. . .

we will be adding one more sister to the mix. . .

and no, it's not daisy. . .

what's a brother to do??