Wednesday, April 22, 2009

3 months old

Dear Abigail,

Three months old. Wow!!!! So much behind you and your life still ahead of you; how time FLIES~~~~

You are doing so much more this month. You are moving around lots more. I have got to keep a closer eye or two on you. You have learned to roll from one side to the other. You still scoot a lot by digging your toes into the surface of whatever you are laying on and propel yourself forward. I bet you just keep thinking that if your hands and arms could get the hang of what your feet are doing you would be all over the place. Patience my dear, it won’t be long. Don’t grow up too fast.

I have packed all of your newborn clothes away and also your 0-3 month clothing. And pulled out all the 3 month and 3-6 month clothing; I cried as I did this because the little clothes just reminded me of how fast you are growing up.

Abigail, we still have our daily conversations - first thing in the morning. I look forward to this time. You are beginning to look more directly at me and look into my eyes and focus on me when I am talking to you.

Your life is a clean slate, Abigail and your parents are writing daily upon it. I am sure there will be times we fail and stumble as parents, but please know that we are doing the best that we can. I don’t want to fail and it pains me to think that we will, but try and understand – we have never been parents before. We are learning what works and what doesn’t.

Your father loves you and is so very happy you are in our lives. Abigail, be sure to respect him and love him. I want you to know that he has your best interests at heart – we both do. You may not always agree with your parents on everything is Okay- but still honor us.
We love you and want what is best for you.

2 months old

Dear Abigail,

Well, you are two months old and getting more of your own personality everyday. Here are a few more things about you and what took place this month.

I am going back to our conversations, Abigail. I hope that you and I have a mother – daughter relationship where we can discuss anything and everything. I want you to feel free in your heart to be open with your mama. I know you will do things that disappoint me or do things that I will not always approve of. But be honest with me, be close and open with me.

Your personality is shining through. You are a happy and so far well rounded baby. You are scooting around and are babbling a lot more. Mama even thinks you are a genius. Well, what parent doesn’t feel that way? I still look at you with wonder in my heart – why was God so giving to us? I have a healthy daughter who is full of life and joy. Your little smiles say it all. I often wonder what you are thinking in your little brain because your face is full of expressions. I stare at you while you sleep. They say a mom should sleep when her baby does. How can I? I am afraid I will miss a grunt or a smile as you sleep.

Baby Girl… your parents are Catholic Christians. This is our faith, and you were baptized this month. It was a beautiful thing. I want you to know that we want you to grow up and be faithful to God and to love Him with all your heart, mind, and soul. Read the Bible and research it, Honor the Lord and your life will be blessed.

Your getting big so fast and time flies right on by. I am already starting to miss the little you – the baby.
Be good little girl, and always remember that we love you with all our hearts!!

1 month old

Dear Abigail,

Wow one month has already gone by, but were did it go? It seems just like a week ago I was going weekly to my Dr. Appointments and then a day or so ago that I gave birth. But here you are – a growing baby in our arms.

I never could have imagined that a baby – you could melt my heart and turn me into the biggest crybaby. I sit and look at you and still cry, but I am not sad – I am joyous and completely overwhelmed by the way you look. You are so wrinkly but in a cute kind of way. You are already growing up so very fast.

I know as your mama that one day you will grow up and move away. I never understood my mom when she said that it was hard on her- now I do. I don’t even want to think about it, but it will happen.

I have daily conversations with you about things that are important to me. I think these conversations are building my own confidence so when you get a little older and will know what I am saying and you will be able to ask question. I enjoy this “conversation” time- even though I am the only one talking- it is a real bonding experience and time for me. “We” talk about our faith, how education is important, your moving away one day and starting your own family and of course about sex and abstinence and how important it is to remain pure.

Abigail, you are not a formula fed baby you are a breastfeed- it is wonderful and so important to me that you get the best food possible- consider this when you have your child. Not always easy or comfortable in the beginning but well worth it in the end- it is a learning time for both mother and child. It is one of the many things I enjoy about our relationship.
With much love and prayer,
Love Mama.

Your Birth May 21st

Dear Abigail,

The day before you were born your mama walked 4 miles and drank 4 oz. of Castor oil. I am not sure that it did any good. But I was ready to meet you more than you will ever know.

At 3:04 AM on May 21st, I thought my water broke… (My mistake)- I only peed myself- how embarrassing. But I waited to 5 AM to call the Dr. – I already had the car ready to go. You see your parents were waiting for you –waiting to give you all this love we had bottled up for you over the last 9 months. Dr. Rivera tells us to be at the Hospital at 7AM and not to get there at break neck speed. We had plenty of time to spare; the hospital was only 20 minutes away. I was tired of being at home so we left and went to Wal-mart and got a few things. I walked around the store to get in some more walking and to kill time. We get to the hospital and they check your mama again. I about cried when I found out that you were still too high and had not dropped and that I was still only dilated to 1cm after walking for 4 miles. What more could I do I was tired of waiting and it was your due date? I did get some good news when they said the contractions were 2-5 minutes apart and that they would go ahead and admit me… You were going to be born. I was happy, happier than you’ll ever know. Well… for the rest of the story

The rest of the story went like this. I was in labor for the next 14 hours and 8 minutes. My contractions were all over the chart. They gave me lots of pitocin to try and induce labor- you were still so high. At 4:15 that afternoon I received an epidural… This helped me get through the pain-all WORTH it for the next 4 hours and 10 minutes (before I started pushing) your mama started pushing at 8:25 and you were born at 9:08 –the first three pushes brought you into the birth canal.

Your mama held you and cried; you were the most beautiful baby girl on earth. Why did I deserve you? God was and still is gracious.
WE LOVE YOU!

Pregnacy


Dear Abigail,

I found out on September 15th, 2007 that I was pregnant with a baby-this baby was you sweetheart. Words couldn’t even describe how your papa and I felt. We were happy and prayerful and very cautious as well. (You see you were not the first time we were pregnant).

My Dr. during this time of your little bitty life was Dr. Michael Rivera. He was really great with me and you and so were the nurses.

Baby girl- January 18th, 2oo8; this is when we found out that we were going to have a baby girl. We were overjoyed and full of gratitude. (Papa “knew” all along that you were a girl)-me; I just wanted a healthy baby.

Abigail, my pregnancy wasn’t the easiest, but listen up and listen good. You were worth every meal lost, every bit of blood drawn, every iron shot given. You were worth every night I prayed and listened to your heartbeat, every minute of sleep that I lost, and every pin prick into my finger. You were worth every kick no matter when it happened. You were worth every stretch mark and every bruised look on my behind (these were the iron shots-4 of them) Still there after many months. And every visit to the Dr. and there were lots of them, and every mood swing. You were worth the sardines, and liver I ate, the many iron pills I took. You were worth the numbness in my hands and the swelling in my feet.

I was asked at times when it was rough on me would I do it again. – You bet. Each time I said I would go through everything ten times over just to be were I was at that point in my pregnancy.
You were worth it ALL and MORE.
Dear Abigail,

I found out on September 15th, 2007 that I was pregnant with a baby-this baby was you sweetheart. Words couldn’t even describe how your papa and I felt. We were happy and prayerful and very cautious as well. (You see you were not the first time we were pregnant).

My Dr. during this time of your little bitty life was Dr. Michael Rivera. He was really great with me and you and so were the nurses.

Baby girl- January 18th, 2oo8; this is when we found out that we were going to have a baby girl. We were overjoyed and full of gratitude. (Papa “knew” all along that you were a girl)-me; I just wanted a healthy baby.

Abigail, my pregnancy wasn’t the easiest, but listen up and listen good. You were worth every meal lost, every bit of blood drawn, every iron shot given. You were worth every night I prayed and listened to your heartbeat, every minute of sleep that I lost, and every pin prick into my finger. You were worth every kick no matter when it happened. You were worth every stretch mark and every bruised look on my behind (these were the iron shots-4 of them) Still there after many months. And every visit to the Dr. and there were lots of them, and every mood swing. You were worth the sardines, and liver I ate, the many iron pills I took. You were worth the numbness in my hands and the swelling in my feet.

I was asked at times when it was rough on me would I do it again. – You bet. Each time I said I would go through everything ten times over just to be were I was at that point in my pregnancy.

You were worth it ALL and MORE.

It been 11 months since Abigail's birth

My am I bad or what... 11 months and no posting. I have done many other things in the way of keeping things written down for my daughter, but I think I will post them here. Give me a little bit of time.

You see, I have a "typed" journal for my daughter ~ each month on the date of her birth I write to her; letting her know what she has accomplished, what we want for her as parents and more. I will post one a day for the next 11 days as not to bombard those reading this blog.

Monday, May 19, 2008

Dr.'s Visit

Well, we had another Dr.'s appointment today. Had some good news and some news that well Abigail is just going to have to make up her own mind and QUICK!!!!!! Mama is getting impatient for her arrival. OK for the good news: Since last week (Thursday) I lost two lbs. and my iron went from 9.0 ~ 9.8... I have also dilated to 1 cm..... yeah; my body is starting to go to work... Now could it just hurry a little. He guesses her to weigh between 8 and 8.6 lbs

Bad news or OK news..... I am not effaced yet, and will not be induced this week unless she decides to come on her own. I am/was so hoping for a baby by Friday. So every one send their prayers, thoughts and wishes my way. If she doesn't come by Tuesday, May 27th then I will be admitted that night and induced Wednesday, the 28th.

This would be kind of ironic, in a way, if she was born on the 28th.... Brian and I married on the 12th of April, Brian's mom's birthday... If Abigail is to be born by inducing on the 28th of May then that is Brian's dad's birthday. I hope he feels wonderful about ''maybe'' getting a granddaughter on his birthday. I am fine either way ~ born of her own accord this week or by induction next week. It certianly isn't my call ~ it is mother nature's call on when I go into labor.

I go back this Friday (May 23rd) for another NST if she hasn't made her arrival by then....an NST reading of the baby is good for 5 days; I didn't know that before today.

From us ~ to you all, Hannah and Brian