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found her thumb at 1 day old

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Cute sister story

I put the baby down on the Elmo Bed and ran into the other room to grab the comforter for Kiera's "new" bed. As soon as I came back, Kiera had grabbed a book and was "reading" it to her sister. soooooooo cute :)

When we asked her if she wanted to hold the baby, she was DELIGHTED and grinned hugely the entire time. She was also quite insistent that "the baby" go into her "stroller", which is designed for dolls and is quite small. so far so good. she also talks a lot about making sure the baby gets "mommy milk" when she cries. because Kiera makes sure I know when "baby cries, baby cries..."

Kalista Nicole

Was born on Saturday, May 13th, at 12:29pm into her daddies hands. well almost. he was too chicken to actually catch her as she was making her appearance.
the birth went great. went into labour on Friday, though I wasn't *sure* if it was real labour or not, me and my irritable uterus contracting all the stinking time and I told Doug he was "allowed" to go on an overnight to Great Falls. doh. Tried to go to bed at 11pm, but the contractions were much too strong to sleep. called midwife, took bath, didn't go away, getting more painful and longer. so everyone came over at about 330AM. That included my midwife, my friend Amanda and my doula. Kiera woke up to see what was going on and stayed up for about 2 hours. we got the pool going, but we had to do it manually because Doug hadn't taken care of the one small detail (making sure I had the hose was available!) I needed him to do! granted, he was suppose to be there, soooooooooooo........... what can you do?
I started to space out a bit with my contractions around 5 and I took some black cohash and all of the sudden I was contracting very quickly. I was at 5cm dilated by about 6am, so now I was "officially" in labour. I did lots of work in that short period of time. between 7-8 am I hit transition, which was actually pretty easy for me. compared to what I went through with Kiera, these contractions were a walk in the park.
at 1030 I started pushing and because I was like 9cm, the midwife did the last little lip of cervix out of the way. it HURT HURT HURT. anyway, I was in the pool, started there, and changed positions about a million times to get her down. daddy arrived at 1130 after driving like a maniac from where he landed. so he helped me with some labour support to.
I really believed she was NEVER going to come, but alas she did come. she was large, which was to be expected, almost 9 lbs, the midwife thought she was. we weighed her after a couple of hours and she was 8 '12. she also had a huge head, which is one reason why it took so long to get her OUT!, it was 14.5 inches and she was cocked slightly to the side which made her head even larger. I am sure I would have ended up with a section if I was in the hospital because I had to change positions so many times its unlikely they would have had the patience, or for that matter the expertise to get her out the way she was suppose to come.

she is super cute. we love her all ready. so does Kiera.

No, she is not here yet

and apparently I am getting snarky about it.
only because EVERYONE is calling me. like EVERYOne. trust me, I will TELL YOU if I've had the baby. I will let you know. in fact, I will get Doug to post on here AS SOON as it happens, that way you will all know.
I left a message on our answering machine that Doug wants me to change because that is what I said "no, I haven't had the baby and I'll let you know when I do." I guess I was snarky. well whatever. I feel entitled to be snarky. I really want this kid to GET OUT. GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT. I am sick of having my insides used as a trampoline!!!! I am sick of being tired all the time (although that isn't gonna change much) and I am sick of wondering if every contraction is MAYBE THIS IS IT.
and you know what really really really stinks? that Kiera has taken to sleeping in until around 8am at least again. isn't that GLORIOUS?! except that this new baby is going to mess all that up and I won't have any 8am's at all. how completely depressing. the newborn stage is SOOOOOOOO HARD. I am so not excited about it.
I also want her to come because I have a wedding to go to and I want to be in somewhat decent shape. if she comes this weekend, it only gives me 3 weeks to shapeup. I think I am a bit insane for going. but its my BEST cousin, so I want to be there real bad.
*sigh* help me keep my sanity for this last remaining time.

She's 2!

Which I can't believe! this morning started out a bit rough because daddy had to get up at 6am to go to work for another very long day, for the 4th day in a row. it stinks because all week he has been gone and she misses him. we got up to say goodbye to him and she had a good cry when he left. we gave her her Elmo card, which of course she loved.
My chiro is saying 3 days I have left. we will see. I will believe it when I start labour and it DOESNT STOP!! apparently I have a "irritable uterus". funny.

we also got a new camera. wha hoo! I am so excited. it has movie mode with sound and everything. so I have taped her "singing" her Abc's and "twinkle twinkle" to the best of her ability.

I am beat and so is Doug. I am not really sure who is entitled to sleep in more at this point. I am going to be pushing out a baby here soon and I would like to be rested. but OTOH, he has worked long days. its just been exhausting for us both. *sigh*. this is when you wish grandparents were a bit closer.

She really is my favourite person

She is just SO DARN CUTE! I mean, what can I say? she has turned into such a little *person*, which sounds kind of goofy, but seriously.........

Today I handed her the phone and told her to phone whoever she'd like. I told her she could phone cookie monster if she really wanted. well she picks up the phone and says "cookie?" and talks for a bit about things I don't understand. then she hands the phone to me and I have a chit chat with cookie about the letter of the day.

She also does this hilarious thing in the car where she informs Doug and I that we are not "allowed" to dance if we move at all. apparently, we must be really embarassing. she says "NO DANCE DADDY! or NO DANCE MOMMY!" and gets quite cheesed about it if we DO dance.

This weekend she learned "twinkle twinkle little star", which Doug and I sang to her and she tried her best to sing with it and raise her hands in the air and "twinkle" them. then we sang our ABC's, which she tried her very best to do, and got every 10th letter or so. but she does this dance swaying thing from side to side and sometimes includes her head. its so cute.

Yesterday I told her grandpa and grandma were coming, who she hasn't seen for months and she runs to the window. to her disappointment they weren't there and she actually got pretty upset with me. then I felt bad because she doesn't grasp the concept of time and when they are coming.

this baby is suppose to come this week if my neurological system isn't lying, if it is, then who knows. I am suppose to have a belly cast on Wednesday, which reminds me that I need to find someone to watch her for a couple of hours.

nothing else new around here. I am just having lots of fun the last few days its just Kiera and I. and kind of sad about it. she is so fun and I am going to be splitting my time between two kids. and this is SUCH a fun age. babies are so much work.......... sigh.