Two weeks and a bit!

Well hello, baby girl!

You’re growing very fast now. You’re starting to make sounds that don’t immediately remind us of Ringwraiths! It’s not something I ever associated with babies, but a lot of the sounds newborns like you make are just raspy grunts and whines.

Like your mamaa said, we went for our first family walk yesterday. The weather was really nice, and you slept the whole way. Your mamaa was very happy to get outside and get a bit of exercise — she has been cooped up for the most part since you were born, and even for a while before.

We’ve been taking lots of pictures of you little girl. It’s amazing how much you’ve changed just since we got home from the hospital. We’re going to print pictures and put them in albums for you. We’re saving all sorts of stuff for you. For now we’re keeping them in a little wipes box, but eventually we’ll put them into something a little more permanent and artful. You’ll be able to look back at times you can’t even remember!

Right now you’re having a temper tauntrum. I don’t know if we can really call it that when you’re only two weeks old, but that’s what it seems like. You seem to like it when I talk to you, or when I bounce a bit with you in my arms. That was calming you down for a while, but I think you’ve decided that you’re hungry, and nothing but food is gonna work. Your mamaa is feeding you right now, so I guess that’s what it was!

You just keep growing, little girl, and pretty soon you’ll be able to tell us what’s what.

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post partum recovery day 17

~ the pain from the birth, and the laceration site has pretty much subsided. good lord was it ever a bitch to sit down for the first week. if the stitches haven’t dissolved yet, they will soon. bleeding is very light, tapering off - thank god no three month lochia for me. lucky duck man.

~ i am definately having to make a concious effort to correct my posture - i’ve caught myself slumping alot which might be from slack abs, dunno, and also leaning baaaack the way i did when i had a huge belly on the front of me. not pretty, or healthy, either of them.

~ milk has come in really well. haven’t had any engorgement really, but they are def. getting heavier in between feedings. the let down reflex is insan-o though, all i have to do is THINK about the baby nursing and i start leaking. going through nursing pads at an alarming rate.

~ we went out for our first walk as a family yesterday! i think we both had grins on the entire time we were out. it was beautiful and HOT finally! i think the only day it’s been so since the beginning of august, heh. we went down to the river and just about half way up to the fish ladder. it was really nice, but ohhhhhh man did my legs/hips/butt ever hurt half way home. the last two weeks i’ve been closeted up at home with baby doing alot of sitting and just normal round the house stuff. the two weeks before that i was juuust about doing the same level of activity due to back pain. so at least a month gone by just vegging out. need to work on the muscles man. 6 weeks i have the doc’s appt and hopefully everything is fine and can go to the gym if i want to. and i probably will, but. i have until december with the reprieve from membership and i might take advantage of that if E needs me to. even at six weeks i don’t think she’s old enough to be taken out three times a week after work, i think it’s best to keep h er close to home. see, if i walked down to the gym and left E with stephen at home - i could be gone too long for her. and as it gets colder in the winter when she is old enough to be left longer it’ll be miserable outside and i won’t be rushing to walk into town. because let’s be honest! this is the new pussified me! or rather, i’m just not insulated by a constant fog of booze. same deal right. if he drives me down, which is the deal that we think we’ll go with later, he can take her to the library for the half hour it takes me there. not too long, and he can do his reading or work on his laptop while she sleeps (likely) or they can look at brightly coloured stuff and books in the kid’s section.
i do so very much want to get back to that stuff though. makes me feel good about myself, and i want to be strong for next summer when baby’s big enough and interested enough to want to go further from home we missed out on the hiking this year, both from bad weather and big belly. next summer’ll make up for it. \m/

~ been eating well. i didn’t have much of an appetite - or rather as much of one as i would have thought - after i had the baby, but the last week holy MAN i’ve been hungry. we had junk food around for a bit the few days that his parents were up; they brought kfc over (i love that stuff i don’t EVEN care that i know how it’s made. it’s fucking delicious and salty and mmm. zombie chikken. i craved that shit so. badly. when i was pregnant.) and then MY parents brought pizza over (pizza i could very happily have eaten nothing BUT during those nine months) and then we had pie and icecream… yeah. but it’s all good it didn’t last and i’m mostly wanting things like salad, fruit, dairy, and - really now? oatmeal with yogurt. more than anything. so i’m lucky, again. anything that saves me from having to employ some actual old fashioned will power is a good deal in my books man.

~ and though it’s not the be all end all of anything, i weighed in at about 188-190 lbs when E was born - a round gain of 35 lbs. i’m clockin in at 168 these days doin aight man, not too fast or slow, and still hella soft - but i was before, too, so i’m happy with it.

things are very good here. we’re all happy. even E, though she isn’t smiley unless she’s got gas, baha. who wouldn’t be though, with milk on tap, people to wipe yo ass and tell you how much they love you while they do it? ah she’s great.

* barb i am so pissed at myself that i didn’t t hink to take pictures the first time she met you - i’ve been photographing everything… bah. i did make something kinda cool with the paper you wrapped the gifts in,i will upload a picture when i get a chance -soon! also, thank you again for the lovely books they are PERFECT for us, and later for baby to read with us. awesome awesome and SO thoughtful it was great to see you guys!!!

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week and a half weigh in!!!

We took Miss Eowyn down to the public health place for the wednesday drop in weigh and measure - she is up to 7lbs 8.5oz - that’s 3.5oz more than she weigh at birth, and 8.5 more than when we left the hospital with her. she has rolls on her wee legs now! her wee legs which are very strong and kicky

ah, i’m glad she’s gaining weight - my boobs they do good work.

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snippets

~Éowyn’ll be one week old tonight at 2:30am we’ll both (and stephen too, if she’s feeling loud) be up to see it. bet.

~she is the sweetest baby. she’s very calm, and very alert when she’s awake, tracking me and stephen around quietly. my mom was kind of amazed when i brought her up two nights ago to visit with them - five hours there and she didn’t make a sound louder than a coo even with diaper changes and two or three nursings.

~oh yeah, my dad and brother are now familiar with my boobs. and i don’t really care. eh, it’s ok, meo has always told me how cool it was to see me and dan breast feed, the greedy sucking and the way we’d fall asleep all milk drunk. that’s why it’s cool for him. dan i guess thought that baby’s ate from bottles - when he came over with cat and saw me feeding her for the first time he was kinda shocked. and then went immediately into 12 year old boy humour mode. he’s pretty ok with it now.

~she totally pooped on him, LOUDLY. it was awesome. oh the look on his face… heheh.

~breast feeding is going REALLY well. we had trouble at first because, apparently, my nipples were kinda flat. awesomeness? is having a nurse pinch and wag your nipple into your baby’s mouth. werd. no, actually it sucked, not being able to feed her properly. she slept so much it was hard to wake her up, and though i had lots of colostrum (been leakin since month 4 or 5) she just couldn’t latch on. we ended up getting a silicone nipple guard that helped her, and helped draw them out a bit and by the second day there she was nursing from the nipple, BOTH of them - since she had an aversion to the right one for some reason.she’s nursing really well now, and there is no sign of jaundice, her colour is really good. funny thing about the left vs right is that i just think it was smaller than the left - what’s funny about it is i had the left pierced for about a year awhile ago and one of the reasons i didn’t do both of them is that i figured if i ever did b/f my kids i’d have one that hadn’t been fucked with. you know in case anything went wrong or whatever. but yeah she latched onto the one i’d pierced BECAUSE it had been pierced. i know the the heartbeat has something to do with preferring the left but the latch was definitely easier for her. ANYWAYS we’re doing good, she nurses about every two to three hours and most of the time she has no problem latching on, no fussing or anything which is nice for stephen (and me, course) at night. he asked me if i’d even GOTTEN up with her last night this morning. nice to know SOMEONE is sleeping through the night totally don’t begrudge him don’t get me wrong. that’s great especially when he goes back to work. it’s trying enough to deal with a squalling baby at your breast at 3 am but knowing that it’s keeping him awake really bothered me.

~she weighed 7lbs5oz at birth and left the hospital weighing 7lbs. we went to the doc on tuesday and she weighed in at 6.9lbs. not bad we have such an amazing public health place up here - they touched base with us in the hospital and they have all these great programs for new parents and babies- if i needed them to they’d even try to do weekly visits for me and Éowyn. they called and offered to have a public health nurse come over on tuesday just to check up on us, i guess it’s a regular thing they do. i didn’t take them up on it coz i don’t really like people in my house, and i didn’t feel like talking to anyone (and still don’t all that much, not for any negative reason), and we were doing well. but i don’t mean to brush them off… they have a weigh and measure drop in on wednesdays that i’m going to go to with S. next week, and they have something called “baby talk” also on wednesdays that i might check out - it’s just talks about parenting tips and stuff like that. they have help with breast feeding problems and also do the immunizations for babies so like stephen said, it’s better to familiarize ourselves with the place before we ever NEED it. who knows, i might even end up liking the people there. we’ll see. i’m not a “mommy grouper” (not that there’s anything wrong with it if y’are, just that i’m not) and i don’t feel comfortable with that kind of stuff but i DO want to be able to go and talk to someone about any concerns i might have, and i’m sure that they give you heads up on alot of good programs in whitehorse for baby, so. neither stephen nor i are social people, but we do want to give her the opportunity to develop HER own personality and if that means going out and being around people and other kids then we’ll do it.

~what else. stephen’s parents are going to be here in two days. they’ll be arriving in the afternoon on the 23rd. i’m nervous about it, coz i still don’t know them very well, but he’s happy they’re coming and i’m happy for him. it’s not that i don’t want to be around them, it’s just that EVERYONE i don’t know kinda makes me nervous. and then i feel pressured not to show that, and yeah. it usually turns out ok but the anticipation is still there. i’m glad that they are taking the time to come up and meet their new granddaughter - she’s got such good family on both sides, you should hear how his younger brothers (one of them, david, is coming up with his parents) talk about their nieces they’re just young, too, david is 22 i think, and adam is 19. pretty cool for boys that age. anyways. my house is nice - we’ve been really good about maintaining it, and keeping it clean and relatively tidy. oh and the bathroom is all painted up, so. heh.

~stephen goes out running every other day around 5am or so. he went out the morning that we got out of the hospital, that’s dedication. crazy fucker. anyways he usually will take Éowyn so i can get some sleep (i’m getting better at not reacting to every snuffle and noise she makes in her bassinet beside me (it’s hard though)) and i came out the first time he did that to find him in the computer closet with her skin to skin with him listening to ccr. he informed me that she is partial to mozart and vivaldi, not so much bach (\m/ my girl!), and that she really likes the bob marley he’s in there with her now listening to janis joplin, he’s going to make it their thing.

~she projectile pooped on him today. heheh. awwww yeah, baby poop stories!

~her right eye is a little red still, as both her eyes were in the hospital, and we’re putting antibiotic ointment on it twice a day. she takes it in stride.

~we haven’t given her a fullout bath yet. i’m kind of scared to. i’ve been washing her down with a warm washcloth and rubbing lotion on her, she is getting used to the whole get wet thing bit by bit - like i said she’s a pretty chill little girl most of the time. i think we’ll tackle the bath tomorrow.

~she has stephen’s chin. no really - everyone who saw her in the hospital, all the nurses everyone said she looked like her dad he’s got a little upside down U on his chin that is usually covered up my his beard - she has so TOTALLY got it. i think she also has a double crown like him, too.

~she hiccuped alot when she was inside me - still does. very cutely of course.

~ i haven’t had any babyblues come by yet… i had a few crying jags yesterday but they passed. hormones! whee. i sing to her sometimes when i’m nursing her - she still falls asleep when i KNOW she is hungry and so rubbing her ears and nose and neck helps, but there is only so much baby i can reach while i’ve got one hand supporting her head the other making sure all the boobage (and holy crap there’s alot) stays in place. so singing keeps her alert enough to keep eating. songs that i cannot sing with cryin - amazing grace (my bro’s song), blowin in the wind, in my life, and 13 (?) dunno man. she doesn’t judge though.

~i tore a bit when i had her, nothing serious thank god i was afraid of that. it’s getting better, but going out to the hospital, the dealership, and to the post office - holy man does walkin hurt. i can’t wait till i can start up like i used to. next summer’ll be nice once she’s big enough to use her stroller (which stephen’s parent’s are very generously bringing up to us. it’s very nice of them)

~ lost 13 pounds all at once after having her. i still look twice when i see myself in the bathroom mirror - it’s so strange to see myself with out that great big belly… it’s amazing what we get used to. i LOVE being able to sleep however i want to though - my mom was right, i really don’t have time to miss it. i give it about five years. i know i had a very fast birth but at the same time, it was very intense. no easing into it. stephen says i’m badass for not having drugs - well that is what i wanted. but honestly, once it started to hurt, and hurt fast, i couldn’t think of ANYTHING other than what was going on. it didn’t even occur to me that i COULD ask for drugs. not a bit. right now i’m not even sure i’d ever want to do that again - it scared the livin hell outta me. still does when i think about it. the pain sucked - the feeling of being out of control, all the pressure that i couldn’t do ANYTHING about, and it was only three hours of it. i don’t know if i want to do that again. everyone was awesome and the memory of the pain is fading and all - and i know it’s probably normal to feel like this but yeah. scary. i didn’t know i could make noises like that, man.

~no more cramping in my stomach when she nurses which is nice - they were alot stronger than i thought they’d be. i still feel like the muscles are loose and achy when i walk around too much - doing stuff around the house and walking short distances is just about right - anything faster or longer makes me feel sick. i took Éowyn for a nap with me when we got home today and that fixed it though so that is good, that it goes away with rest. SOON. i’ll be back to normal. soon.

~she has to take one ml of vitamin D supplement every day - 1ml from april to october and 2mls from october to april to prevent rickets. and she LOVES it. it smells like twizzlers to me - and for a baby on a diet of boob milk that’s gotta be a pretty explozive flavour i love giving it to her.

~ neko. i gotta be straight with you man. i almost threw up on her when i cleaned the umbilical cord for the first time. i still gag when i do it. i’m fine with shit and puke and blood - i could eat my lunch looking at that stuff i was a janitor for 8 years man. but fuck. no. to the cord. it’s horrible. it doesn’t bother me at all unless i’m cleaning it. but ugh. just thinking about it makes my gorge rise. it surprises me that i feel that way but. man. ughgh.

~she is discovering how to stretch her arms and legs - i can’t believe how strong her legs are! she’s starting to push off of our chests and we sat and played with her a bit today (it’ll seem more like playing when she learns how to smile and laugh and respond a bit more but WE still have fun ) and i was holding my hands on her feet and she kept pushing herself away. how cool is that? IT”S VERY COOL JAC YOUR BABY IS FASCINATING. thank you.

anyways. that’s all for now i’m very happy, and SO SO SO SO GLAD that i can share parental leave with stephen, that we have him here for this first month. it’s been really good.

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Welcome home, little girl!

Thursday seemed like such an ordinary day at first. I went off to work while your Mamaa stayed home. Your Baba Méo and Uncle Dan were coming by later to clean the carpets in the apartment to prepare for your arrival. Your uncle Brian was leaving town and needed me to sign some papers for him, so I was rushing around a bit, but nothing too serious.

Your mamaa messaged me late in the afternoon to ask me to go grab some paint rollers on the way home. She had decided, out of nowhere, to start painting the bathroom, and had been doing it up until then with a little handbrush. I was a little bit shocked, but when your mamaa wants something done, it gets done. At the end of my work day I told everyone “See you tomorrow… maybe” and then headed off to Canadian Tire to grab some paint rollers.

When I got home, your mamaa had already finished painting. She was full of energy. She wanted to walk down to the store to grab something to eat, so around 6pm we did just that. We went and grabbed some french fries and tater tots and milk, and walked on back home.

By the time we were halfway there, your mamaa had to stop walking every couple of minutes. Yes, she was getting contractions. We didn’t think too much of it at first, mostly because she’d had stronger ones last week. Still, even after we got home and rested for a while, the contractions kept coming. Mamaa started writing them down around 8:30.

They usually say that you should go to the hospital when your contractions are about 5 minutes apart. That’s about where mamaa’s started, and they got closer together pretty quick. Your mamaa though, she was sure that it was another false alarm like last week, so we held off on going to the hospital. Around 10pm, they were so close together that I finally managed to convince her to go. We grabbed the bags we had packed and put them all in the back of the Jeep.

Even then though, your mamaa wanted to see if she could walk around the apartment building a couple of times. She wanted to see if she could “walk through” the contractions. No, I don’t know why she’d want to see that either, but she did. So, we walked around almost three times, and then we got in the car and went.

We got up to the hospital sometime before 11pm, but your mamaa still didn’t want to go in right away. She was convinced that it was false labour, even though her contractions were only at most two minutes apart. She wanted to walk to “the bear”, a weird little twisted metal wire sculpture they have up at the hospital. We did it, but all the while she was having to stop because of the contractions. We could see the moon just over the hills - it was bright, very nearly full, and orange!

Finally, we went into the hospital and signed in. The nurse asked your mamaa “Are you in labour?” Your mamaa said “God, I hope so”. She was getting anxious to meet you, and just as anxious to have the pains stop.

We got sent upstairs to the maternity ward, and a nurse named Anne met us there and directed us into room 2408. Your mamaa was the only patient in the ward that night! The Nurse Anne told mamaa to lie down in the hospital bed and get comfortable. A few minutes later, around 11pm, she came back and wrapped a couple of elastic bands around her belly. They had sensors attached to them that listened for your heartbeat, and measured how strong the contractions were. The other nurse on duty, Hannah, introduced herself and started helping Anne with the preparations.

A little while later they did an exam to determine if your mamaa was ready to have you. They weren’t sure afterwards, so they called Dr. Djeram. By the time the doctor got there at 11:30pm and did her own exam, mamaa was really ready to have you! Dr. Djeram asked mamaa if she wanted anything for the pain, but your mamaa is strong and stubborn and she refused.

We called for your Nana Cat, and she got there just as quick as she could. It wasn’t long after she got there that your mamaa’s water broke, and you started coming for real. Your mamaa and your nana love each other very much, and her being there really helped your mamaa. She held her hand and gave her ice chips and helped make sure that she breathed like she was supposed to.

Once your mamaa went into hard labour, the time really started flying by. It didn’t take long and you were starting to push your way out. You were born at 2:38am, only a few hours after your mamaa really went into labour. That sounds like a long time, but it’s really very fast! I work with a lady who was in hard labour for 36 hours, so your mamaa was very grateful to be through it so quickly.

As soon as you popped out, you started squalling. They held you up and clamped the umbilical cord. One of the nurses handed me a pair of surgical scissors, and I got to cut the cord! My hands were shaking a little bit as I did it, and there was a quick squirt of bright red blood, but everything was just fine.

Once that was done, the doctors had to grab you for a few seconds and suction your lungs and nasal passages, just in case. I don’t mean to gross you out baby, but you pooped inside your mamaa before you were born, and they were worried that you might have breathed some of it in.

It didn’t take long though, and you were put right back with your mamaa once they were done. Your mamaa was hurt a little bit because you came so fast, so the doctor had to stitch her up a bit. It took a while, and I think it actually hurt your mamaa more than having you did! Still, she managed it, and she was very happy that you were healthy.

They weighed you after mamaa was stitched up. You were a very healthy 7lbs 5oz.

You lost about 5oz before we left the hospital, but that’s very normal. The nurses said that usually a baby loses about 10% of their birth weight before they go home, and that was well below that - you could have lost more than double that and been fine, baby girl.

This all happened bright and early on Friday morning. We all took turns holding you through the night. You are such a beautiful baby!

We had to take turns getting sleep, since you didn’t like to be laid down in your basinet.

The next morning, you got to meet your Uncle Dan and your Baba Méo. They were so very happy to meet you! They rode to the hospital on their motorbikes.

You slept a lot in your first day. That’s to be expected though. You had a very rough night!

Sometime on Saturday, you got your very first bath. Nurse Karen came in and showed us how it’s done. You didn’t like it very much, but you recovered very well and went right to sleep.

The hat was your mamaa’s idea, I swear.

This picture is a little bit dark, but this is your daddy getting you dressed so that we can leave the hospital.

Ready to go! We all went home at around 11pm on Saturday, August 16th. Your mamaa and I more or less slept in shifts that first night, and you were happy enough just to be held a lot of the time.

In the morning on Sunday we sat together and listened to good music: Beethoven, Vivaldi, Bob Marley, The Beatles, Leonard Cohen, CCR… that kind of thing. It gave us lots of time together, and it let mamaa get some much-needed sleep.

Since we got home you’ve been sleeping really well and eating as often as you should, and filling as many diapers as you’re supposed to. You’re a very good baby, little Éowyn!

We all love you very much.

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Éowyn Catherine Rozon-Williamson

born on August 15th at 2:38am

we are all completely in love with you, baby girl

that’s all for now - can’t sit for long!

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i dunno how thrilled yo daddy goan be bout dis, but…

but let me show something that just slays da livin heck outta me, baby.

let me reapeat that - Da Livin HECK. outta me. it doth slay it.

don’t you just want to take that boy out to the farm dress him up in overalls and gum boots and show him how to milk cows and feed him blueberry pie? i do.

are you going to be a freckled baby? i hope so. i can’t think of anything that would make me happier than to see someone i love so much in you <3 you’ll be beautiful anyway you are, and you’ll always be no one else but YOU but oh, baby, i can’t wait to see what you look like and who you are. i MISS you.

i’m going to go milk tread on some pillows now, i’m that mushy. this is why stephen escapes to work everyday i think. he’s afraid of the mushing.

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39 week prenatal

hi baby we’re 39 weeks along now… i have a doctor’s appointment in a few hours here, and your NanaCat is coming along and will hopefully get to hear your heartbeat with me. i’ll write up the report when i get a chance
<3 love ya, meatball <3

weight - no gain, 188lbs

blood pressure - 126/70

fetal heartrate - 156

fundal height - 39

urine - clear

all is good all is good!!! had some painful contractions/cramps last night and baby was going APE.SHIT. i can’t believe how HARD they can kick and stretch. man. they weren’t regular, and i didn’t really REALLY feel the TIGHTENING, but that could have been because everything just hurt so much. my stomach was definately hard as a rock though, it was pretty crazy. so, i know and knew then that it wasn’t labour but some of the pains i’ve felt… holy shit if that’s just practice, i have no IDEA what it’s going to feel like when she’s really coming. i know i’ll handle it, but jeeze, them babies don’t fuck around hey?
i am pretty sure that i am losing my mucous plug bit by bit.
we also discussed pain relief during labour, and i told her that i didn’t want an epidural unless i really truly couldn’t take the pain - that i didn’t want to be restricted in movements, didn’t want a catheter, just plain don’t like the idea of something being stuck in my spine like that. i’m not saing that epidurals are bad or that i won’t get one if i’m exhausted and need one, or that i will feel like a failure if i do get one. fuck that noise, medicine and pain relief are there for a reason man. but personally, if i can get through it without one, good. as for other painkillers? i’m FINE with them. i don’t like the idea of morphine much coz i know it can make you very sick and not necessarily DO anything either, in some cases. if it’s offered though i’m pretty sure i’ll take it, i’m not going to lie to myself. but i am fine with other drugs, they are available, and they won’t be pushed. so that’s good.
also - no problem with stephen cutting the cord, they always ask, and now she knows he wants to do that, and they know i’m comin to the ward soon so i don’t have to call if i’m going in.
my mom came with me this time, to hear the heart beat… man. the look on her face was just the sweetest thing. we drover around looking at nice houses down town in the sun, and talked about you, and the family, and all sorts of things, and made fun of people we don’t like, and then we came home and looked at your baby clothes (which i STILL HAVEN”T PUT AWAY) and talked some more and ate chips and salsa and… it was nice to spend time with her. i love that. <3

baby your family loves you so very very much. five more days till that full moon! aroo!

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271 days behind us…

we’re into a single digit countdown today, baby.
9 days to go.

i love you, and i want you to cook well, but please come out soon. we miss you without ever having had you, and you are getting mighty heavy me wee froggett.
<3

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hey baby

your dad is awesome and has been working on the site this morning, and he says maybe it’ll be easier for me to use - i’m not good with computers like he is. and that’s an understatement. lets give this a try…

there’s your Babaa Meo

there’s your Nana Cat

and that’s Gramma Barb and your Uncle Dan with Cat at Daniel’s grad

and this is rare, and was hard won -

but there’s yo daddy baby i love that man somethin fierce i tell ya what.

that’s your cousin Gabriel - you’re going to have lots of fun with her, she’ll show you all the best ways to beat up your dad, and look cute n innocent while doin it

that’s your Auntie Chandra and little miss Luna-bear, who is a real sweetie pie

and there is everyone together with your Uncle Brian at the helm

we’ll have to get some picutres of your other grandparents they’re going to be here soon baby! they’re coming up with your uncle david to meet you as soon as you’re brand new born, so get ready.

GET READY OK. we’re bankin on the full moon over here, kiddo

i love you, meatball

(and thank you for making it easier for me to write here, babe <3)

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