3 Weeks

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It’s hard to believe 3 weeks has already passed since our sweet Abigail joined us.  I know I am echoing many past mothers by saying it goes so fast BUT it goes so FAST!  And I am so bummed but our camera is missing again.  I have not seen it since April 30th in the hospital.  I am 95% sure it came home with us but we have not been able to locate it.  A call to the hospital also turned up nothing.  Such a bad time to loose it!  So I am relying on friends with cameras to capture these fleeting days.  Like the one above taken on chicken butchering day. (more on that later…I hope). 

How about a little Abigail information.  My brain is currently working to form words so I am going to take advantage of it. (I got a nap today 🙂  Abigail Louise was born on April 30 at 11:18 pm.  Greg and I have loved the name Abigail for a long time and we knew if we had another girl Abigail would be their name.  She gets her middle name, Louise, from Greg’s grandma. 

Contractions had started that morning but nothing close enough to get excited about.  I new I would go crazy sitting at home waiting so we piled into the car and went on the hunt for some garage sales.  Things didn’t start to get exciting until that evening around 5:30 or so.  Things were going smoothly.  We were able to get the kids dinner and into bed before calling the sitter and heading to the hospital at 9:00. 

We arrived at the hospital at 9:20 and were pretty much the only ones there.  I think we met every nurse on duty that night.  At 11:18 Greg announced “It’s a Girl!”  She was our first “surprise” baby and it was so sweet to hear those words.  For as active and crazy as she was in the womb she was calm and quiet when she came out.  She made a squeak or two but mostly just lay on my chest just looking around.  When the nurses moved her for a second to get a warm blanket on her she grabbed hold of my chin.  She weighed in at 7 lbs 3 oz and 20 inches long. 

Abigail has been a wonderful baby.  She has been sleeping around 4-5hour stretches at night.  During the day I have been trying to feed her every 3 hours.  This is hard at times when your busy with a million other things and the last thing you want to do is stop to wake a peaceful, sleeping baby but, I have noticed the days I let her sleep mean our nights don’t go as well. 

Zoe is still so excited to have a sister.  When asked what her favorite part of having a baby is she replied, “Holding her.”  She reads books to Abigail and sings to her if she is upset in the car.  Most of the time it works wonders.  I never thought I would hear myself say “Keep singing, Zoe!”

Zeke and Oliver love their baby.  Pictures I have missed capturing the most are the ones of the boys holding her.  They are so proud.  They are always quick to alert me if she starts to get upset.  Zeke will sit next to me and rub her head.  Oliver finds it nessecicary to hold her hand while she is getting dressed or her diaper changed. 

We are so blessed to have her as a part of our family.  And while I don’t want these days to go by so fast I am excited to watch her grow and learn.

One thought on “3 Weeks

  1. Hello Sweetheart!!! I am so proud of you and your motherhood! I remember Matt, being baby #4, being quiet and easy for Mom so maybe it is a sign when you have the fourth and moms’ are so busy to have a good baby. Mom used to say that she could give Matt a toy and hold off feeding him for at least another hour because he would be so happy. I remember thinking “poor Matt” but after having just 2 close together I understand! You take care and take in every moment that you can with your children – the time passes too quickly. (I just registered Meggin for college today!! – where does the time go? I’m old!)

    Hope you find the camera soon.
    I love you all!!

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