Ireland was born August 8, 2012 at 2.51pm. She weighed in at 6lbs 10oz, and measured a respectable 20.5 inches. She came with a full head of brunette hair which after having cleaned has streaks of a lighter almost blond color, so it's hard to say if she will end up with light or dark hair. She has dark grey eyes that seem to me to have a very slight blue tinge to them, so again I don't know how they will play out.
She came via c-section which went well, but took much longer than we would have thought, but no complications or problems for either mother or child. While we were in the PACU, the nurse felt like she heard a slight breathing problem, so they worked to get some additional fluid out of her lungs. In addition she apparently has a slight heart murmur which they tell us is common and should go away in days. As of this writing Ireland is doing great and getting bigger and stronger each day. In fact she's gained a half pound since birth, something her pediatrician says is pretty unprecedented.
I've made it no secret that I have felt somewhat overwhelmed at the thought of caring for two children, and so far I don't feel my fears are unfounded. Blaire, while taking in stride so far the introduction of baby number two, has been aggressively trying to love/touch/maul her baby sister. She is in her twos, so instruction as to why she can't do this or that has not been received well. One lovely offshoot so far has been her unwillingness to go to bed at her regular hour, and so far waking up much earlier than usual. This morning she woke up at 5.30 wanting mom who was of course nursing Ireland, and would not be comforted with any alternative, so I ended up at the park with her by a quarter to 6am. Wouldn't have been a problem if I had gotten any sleep the night before. The following night she woke up at 10:30pm screaming and wouldn't be comforted until about 1am. I tried taking her outside, I took her for a drive, you name it, no dice.
She's acting out in other ways as well trying to get our attention. Slamming doors, pulling hair, and throwing tantrums at a moments notice. None of which she did pre-Ireland. Who is this girl and what has she done with Blaire?
Changing gears, I was reading in Luke today where Jesus talks about how the father gives good gifts. To paraphrase, if we being evil know how to give our children good gifts, how much more does our perfect Heavenly Father know how to give us what we need. It's really something that should give each of us a great deal of hope and courage in this life. I love my girls so much, and would do anything to have them happy and healthy...and I'm evil. Which means they have a Father in Heaven willing and able to give them infinitely more than me, and I want to give them the world. So if I'm following the line of reasoning correctly, my girls are set. Between me and God, they are good to go should they live worthy lives. And since we are all in that same wonderful boat, there isn't a single one of us that should be approaching any part of our lives with even one sliver of fear. I hope to instill this sort of faith and confidence in my girls.
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| The family less one. |
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| Blaire meeting her sister for the first time. |
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| Blaire needs a little extra attention these days. Manicure it is. |
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| Ally gives good baby. |
4 comments:
Blaire will figure it out! You all will. It will be especially fun for Blaire in a few months when Ireland will smile just at the sight of her. That will make Blaire feel so special. It might not change her behavior right away, but you will start to see that glimmer of hope that they will be best friends one day! :o)
Till then....good luck! Girls are so emotional....
Your girls are both beautiful! Good job guys. Hope Ally is feeling well also. I wish we could come visit.
This post makes me smile. I remember about two weeks after having Tyler I called my mom in tears and asked where my sweet Riley had gone. He was amazing with the baby but not with me. My mom gently reminded me that this was Riley's learning experience and to let him go through it with boundaries, love and support. She was right. He learned a lot, I learned a lot and we found a routine that worked. You guys are amazing and I am so excited for you. Hang in there. Those are some lucky little girls that get you for parents.
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