Random Family Time

We have all been working on getting adjusted to life with precious Guinnyth.  
I rarely put the little bundle down, unless the other "mother" in the house insists on holding her and spoiling her herself.  
Ella is a perfect second mommy to Guinnyth.

Guinnyth is spending most of her time resting and recouping from a rough "journey."
She nurses pretty well most of the time and I am really enjoying the whole process with her. 
We had a rough first night, but since then it has went fairly well.  She nurses and goes back to sleep.  I am anxious to see how much weight she gains by her two-week appointment.  

Like I said, I am holding her every chance I get.  With Ella I was that mom that didn't want her to become dependent on me to be content and to sleep.  Ummm... I'm breaking that rule this time.  I'll deal with the repercussions later.  Seriously, who wouldn't want to snuggle that little cutie?



I don't have much room to complain about sleep.  Guinnyth has been a pretty good baby thus far, but that doesn't mean I don't desire to have four or five consecutive hours of sleep. 
I know I have a while to go before that will happen, but a girl can dream.  
It's interesting though, how she can sleep for hours on end during the day, resulting in me having to wake her to eat.  But, then at night she wakes every 2 1/2 to 3 hours to eat- all on her own.  What gives, girlfriend??

Oh, well... all that means is I get to have uninterrupted time with her.
Time to snuggle for a few minutes after she's done eating.
Time to hold her tiny little hand that won't be tiny for long.
Time to kiss those chubby cheeks I waited so long to kiss.
Time to bond with my second daughter.  

How did I get here?
I sometimes find it hard to believe that I'm that girl with three kids.
It feels good to know that (at least for now) we are complete.
It is the best part about growing up... raising a family.


Wordless Wednesday

Cherished Time as a Family

We spend the last minutes of our day reading books, the Bible, and praying as a family.  It is a cherished time that we feel has a very real impact on our kids and us as parents.  It helps us to end our day focusing on God and what truly matters.

Today Guinnyth got to hang out in her sister's arms as we enjoyed our family time together.  It was a special moment and I felt like it was important to document it.  

My Memories Suite {Review}

I was contacted awhile ago about doing a review on a wonderful digital scrapbooking software package.  Liz sent me my own code to use so I could explore the program and create something for myself. 

Did you see my new header?  

I know it's not much, but considering I'm battling major post-preggo brain... I think I did pretty good.  I had some other headers created, but I wanted something simple and clean for the time being.  I think I will do a fancy header once fall gets here.

I also made this printable for Ella's new bedroom.

I want to make a few more for Liam and Guinnyth's rooms.  We'll see if I get that done anytime soon.

If you would like to visit MyMemories yourself and see what amazing things they have to offer: 
*options for blogs
*ability to create cards for yourself
*scrapbooking options out the wa-zoo
*photo books
*and, so much more!

visit their site and check it out...
I am going to be creating more stuff with this program once my brain power returns to full force.  
I am so excited to explore and use it more!


Birth Story- Guinnyth Anne

I arrived at the hospital still not completely sold on whether I wanted a medicine-free birth, or not.  I had an epidural with Ella and had opted to go al-natural with Liam.  Both were great and intense in their own way.  

I seem to handle contractions fairly well.  I get inside myself and let the pain just do it's "thing" and then I rest and prepare for the next contraction.  With both Liam and Guinnyth I walked and moved every chance I got.  
Since I was induced, the contractions were very strong and came right on top of one another.  If I weren't able to move through the contractions, I'm pretty sure I would have had to have an epidural.  

I spent the first several hours trying to rest since the contractions weren't very strong.  Once they intensified, I began to move and let gravity help me out.  

Around noon the doctor came in and broke my water.  I have never leaked that much EVER!  It just kept coming and the nurses were even shocked.  You could literally see my belly deflate.  It was the craziest thing ever.  I was so excited to meet my baby and once the water was gone, the contractions really came on.

I walked the halls and sat on a birthing ball (highly recommend).  I laid my head on the edge of the bed and rolled my hips on the ball in order to work through the later contractions.  I am someone who labors solo.  Mark always wants to help me, but I just have to be in the zone.  I can't get there with people touching me, talking to me, and manipulating me.  I have to be in my own mind and focus.  

I got checked when I was about an 8.  I knew that I was too far gone to get the epidural, so I had to mentally prepare for what was to come.  I thought that it wouldn't be as intense since I had experienced it all with Liam, but I was very wrong.  

I felt the same crazy urge to push that is nothing I have ever felt before.  Not only is the physical situation intense, but the mental and emotional situation as well.  When I am at the point of no return I feel a fear and just want to turn back and get the epidural.  It is a helpless feeling.  Knowing that that wasn't an option, I decided to push like crazy and get the kid out asap!

I know I didn't push long because I was pretty much non-stop until she was out.  
It is such a relief... to have her in my arms and know that the rest is pure bliss.  
 (Don't you just love how they pump you full of fluids so that you look bloated, puffy-eyed, and double-chinned in all the first pictures you have with your baby???)

I looked down because no one had told me what she was.  I looked at Mark and said, "It's a girl... and she's tiny!!"  I'm used to my 8-9 lb babies.  Where did this little lady come from??  

She is pure perfection and more than I could have asked for.  We have been blessed with our three blessings and love how God created them to be so unique and special.  Guinnyth just adds to our family, making us even more grateful for God's plan for our family.  

An interesting tid-bit...
Guinnyth had somehow woven her cord into a perfect, tight knot.  It was so neat to see the umbilical cord knotted (wish we had a picture).  The nurse said that they call those "lucky" knots because those that are born with them are lucky to have made it.  We feel lucky to have our little Guinnyth.

Another tid-bit...
Guinnyth is named after her Grandpa Tommy.  His middle name is Guinn.  We decided to honor him with our little girl's name.  We love it!


A Lot Has Happened...

Last Monday morning (August 13th) at 4:30 am, Mark and I arrived at the hopsital to have our precious baby.  When I arrived, I looked like this...

I am one full-sized, 9 month pregnant momma!

We didn't get started with the induction until around 6 am.  I will update you on my birth story on a later post, but for now, I want to introduce you to our newest arrival and the reason that I no longer look like the size of a barn.  

Our precious Guinnyth Anne was born at 4:15 pm on August 13th.
She weighed in at 6 lbs. 14 oz and is a healthy little lady.

We are all home and getting adjusted to the new normal around our house.  
I am excited to share our birth story with y'all later.