Well, to say that things have moved along since the last post just a few days ago would be to mildly understate reality. Put it this way, if we were at Cape Canaveral, we would definitely be hearing "Houston, we have a lift off!"! After waiting and waiting for nine whole months....well, 39.5 weeks actually... to meet our newest addition to the gene pool, she made an Express Post delivery last Friday, 12 November.
Bugger this waiting for mum to get her body into gear! Stuff the waiting around for the cervix to ripen and dilate! Our girl decided that while mum might be a great brooder, she sure doesn't seem like much of a hatcher. Doctors... and babies, it seems, don't like waiting.
In reality, mother hen just wasn't showing all the signs of a healthy and normal late pregnancy. For medical reasons the decision was made to to take the safer journey of a c-section delivery. And Friday was the chosen day!!
Do you know just how weird it is to walk into hospital with your better half in the morning, only to be confronted only hours later with this cute little wriggling gift from the womb? Its like going from 0 to 100 in 2 seconds flat! No easing into things, no build up of expectation and no endless hours of hearing mum groan like a chook with an egg stuck half in and half out. Nup, in fact, after what seems like 20 or so minutes after the caesarian is commenced, there you are trying to grip the side of your chair so you can get rid of the sense of disbelief that its all over. Not that I mean that in any negative way - but its just all over so damn quickly!
Never mind me, I think I'm just in mourning. I'm gonna miss that giant pregnant rice bubble that has slipped into bed beside me for the last 9 months. Now the baby is here, there is a little sadness in me (soppy as it is), that this beautiful little stage of glowing motherhood is over once again for my little chook =8^(
But, on the bright side, we now have a BABY GIRL!!!!!!!
World, meet Sophie. Sophie, this is the world!
If anyone does actually read this dribble of mine, you might be happy to know that everything did really go just like textbook. Both mum and bub are healthy and doing fine. Sophie weighed in at a small, but worry free 2.96kg, or 6lb 8.5oz in the old scale. She's a good stretch of a girl just like her mother and measured 51 cm from crown to heel.
She's already met her big brother (Ryan, 20 months) and had her first hospital bath to wash away that greasy coat of vernix and dried blood. Mum has been able to get the environmentally sustainable breast milk supply flowing freely and the pair of them have already imprinted and bonded without any drama. Even Ryan seems to be okay about having a little sister... although she *did* bribe him with a small Lego gift that she managed to buy on the way out from the womb >;^)
With luck, mum and bub will be home early this week, then our family life can settle into the routine that millions have experienced before. It might not be everyone's cup of tea, but for us its the small things that count. The joy of experiencing life again through kids eyes is something every hardcore punter out there should do!
From little things, big things grow =)
Be good Bloggers, I'm off to visit my two amazing women in hospital.
Hodgie
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