one month


To celebrate Blake's one month birthday I made a cake. Everything is better with a homemade cake, am I right?

Life with this little one has been good. She's not sleeping through the night, won't nap anywhere but on me, and nurses as much as I will possibly let her. I would say she's a 'typical' newborn, for as much as newborns can be typical. Over the last few days I feel like her fussiness has decreased, and I hope that she'll soon transition into that 'settled baby' stage.

Our lives on the whole, however, have been pretty hectic and filled with changes. Soren and Poppy started at a new school - grade one and nursery. Between two different drop-offs and picking up at 3:30, our days are pretty busy. Both kids cry at drop-offs, but then talk non-stop on the walk home as they fill me in on all the fun things they did. It's hard to leave a crying child, especially when I often have another crying baby in my arms.

The kids also started ballet and hockey, which add to our extra-curricular activities. Luckily these events are really fun, both for the kids and for me. Watching them partake in activities that they love is so special to me.

Blake has a baby shower coming up this week-end that Poppy and I are looking forward to. I had initially thought a baby shower for a third baby was too much, but then realized that celebrating a new baby shouldn't be limited to the first born. It's not about the presents, it's about celebrating a new life with our family and friends.

3 weeks postpartum


Blake turns 3 weeks tomorrow, and we are adjusting pretty well I would say. My recovery from this birth was much easier than either of the others - I'm not sure why. Because I know I will forget all of these moments soon, I wanted to write them down. It's funny how quickly you forget 'big' milestones. I've been racking my brain trying to remember when Soren first smiled, and while I remember the moment, I have no idea how old he was.

Blake - Sleeping is going well. She will usually fall asleep around 8 or 9pm, and then feed again before I go to bed around 10:30. Then she'll wake up between midnight and 3am to feed again, usually falling asleep relatively quickly afterwards. From then she's up every 1-2 hours, usually getting up for the morning with us around 7:30 or 8am. During the day she sleeps a lot - no schedule of any sort so far.

She's eating a TON, and at 2 weeks was almost a pound over her birth weight. Like most newborns, or at least my newborns, she tends to have a fussy period for a few hours leading up to bedtime.

I told Poppy today that I'm sad because she is already outgrowing some of her newborn clothes... Poppy said that's good because she is a good eater:)

Me - Sleep is interrupted! Between Blake, Soren, and Poppy... I am not getting very many solid stretches of sleep. I seem to function ok on little sleep, for awhile. It's starting to build up and my goal for the past few days has been to have a nap. Sadly I've failed at this goal each day. Soren starts school on Wednesday, and Poppy soon after, so I am looking forward to having a little downtime with just Blake each day. Three is a lot, especially with no activities or structured plans. As soon as the baby sleeps I feel like I have to play with the other kids, or do laundry or make dinner or whatnot. It's not quite the same as the 'sleep when the baby sleeps' advice from baby #1.

I am feeling great physically, other than being tired some days. I've embraced a second cup of coffee every afternoon. My maternity clothes are all packed up, and while not all my jeans zip up, for the most part I can get away with wearing them with longer tops. I'm looking forward to exercising in a few weeks, but for now I'm trying to walk every day and do a few push-ups to compensate from being hunched over nursing for so many hours a day! I gained about 30 pounds with this pregnancy, and have about 10 to lose to get back to my pre-pregnancy weight.

Emotionally I have been doing ok. I think the post-partum hormones were the worst for the first 2-4 days, and after that the daily crying has mostly stopped. There are some other things that have been going on in my life that have been really challenging, and unfortunately those co-incided with having a baby. I have had some amazing friends and family step in and help out - whether it's answering my texts at all hours of the day, sending over Skip the Dishes gift certificates (the BEST gift idea!) or coming over to hang out with a fussy baby in the evenings. I am grateful to have so many wonderful, caring people in my life.

Miss Blake Lauren - Birth Story


We welcomed the newest Linden on August 13th at 8:35am. She arrived almost a week early, just like her sister Poppy. We are adjusting to life again with a newborn... I daresay it's going surprisingly well. The kids adore her, she sleeps relatively well, and my recovery has been great.

Blake's birth story is unique. I started having contractions on saturday night around 10:30pm, when Tyler was out at a high school reunion. I called him to let him know that I 'might' be going into labour... you never really know... and that I might need him to come home. I said I would call if the contractions got worse, and then continued to pace around our house, waiting to see if this would be the real thing or not.

Sure enough, a couple hours later the contractions had not stopped or let up, and they were consistently coming 1.5 - 2 minutes apart, and lasting for 30-45 seconds. The contraction app I downloaded told me to go to the hospital, so I called Tyler to tell him it was really happening. Due to the high school reunion antics, he was in no condition to drive, so his best friend's wife picked them both up, and then came to get me. My parents came over to watch the kids, and we headed to the hospital. Upon arrival Tyler and his friend came into the hospital, buying chips from the vending machine and being rather loud. The triage nurse asked me how many people I had with me, and it was time to say farewell to our friends:)

The triage nurse asked me who my doctor was, and I explained that I had a midwife but was unable to get ahold of her. I'd called the on-call phone several times with no answer. This threw the hospital staff for bit of a loop... they didn't quite know what to do with me as my midwife was supposed to be there as my primary caregiver. Labour and Delivery was full, and they had no extra nurses to assign one to me. I was checked and found to be 5 centimetres, so it was clear we were staying.

The nurses and I kept trying to call my midwife as I laboured in triage. I was able to walk around which was nice, and the contractions continued in frequency and intensity. Finally, around 5:30am we got ahold of my midwife, who had been having phone issues. With her on her way, I was checked again and found to be 8 centimetres. At this point I began to get a little nervous about getting an epidural. I had no plans for a drug-free birth, and worried I may be running out of time.

My midwife arrived and we settled into our room - which was huge and bright and sooo different from the hospital I delivered Poppy and Soren at. Immediately I asked for an epidural and was told there likely would not be time. This part was the hardest... labouring without drugs is NOT FUN. At one point I begged someone to cut the baby out of me... but then it was time to start pushing, and we were on our way to meeting her. I pushed for at least half an hour, maybe more. It was hard, again, no drugs made everything very intense. And then, at 8:35am, she arrived! She cried and started nursing and I was actually able to cut her cord, which was kind of neat. I had a few stitches, looked at the placenta, and that was it.

An hour or so later we weighed and measured her - 8lbs 5oz and 21 inches long. My midwife made me tea and toast, and within a couple hours I went to the bathroom, where I discovered a shower that was soooo amazing! I was told that I could leave the hospital whenever I wanted, but due to the beautiful room I decided to stay for a night. It was nice to bond with the baby without worrying about any one else, and then we 'checked out' the next morning. Blake Lauren is sweet and very loved... she's adjusting to our family beautifully.