Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Auden's Birth Story

Alright, so I'm finally getting around to this post...a month later. Time is racing by and I just want it to stop so we (Kilian, Roc and I) can enjoy Auden while he is still a little baby. *Sigh* But alas, time will not slow for us so we are soaking it up as much as possible, which is part of the reason it has taken me longer than I expected to get to writing Auden's birth story.

While both Roc and Auden were born at home, the birth experiences were quite different. Roc's birth lasted around 8.5 hours and Auden's was much shorter, 4.5 hours. With Roc, I woke up with contractions at 7 a.m. after a full night's rest and with Auden, I woke up at 3 a.m. after two hours of interrupted (think toddler screaming at the top of his lungs) sleep. With Roc, I pushed for about 30 minutes and with Auden, it took an hour and a half. Roc's birth was much more mental for me whereas Auden's was much more physical. The comparisons could go on and on...
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There were some hints that I might go in to labor the day before Auden's birth so we prepared by notifying our midwife and my in-laws. My mother-in-law came to spend the night with us, just in case, and my midwife and I were in contact until around midnight. She was on call for another birth and we were hoping Auden would wait until the morning so that she could be with us (rather than sending another midwife in her place).

When I woke up just before 3 a.m. to use the bathroom, I noticed a strong contraction but since I was still half-asleep, I didn't know if it was a Braxton-Hicks or a real contraction. I just ignored it and laid down to go back to sleep. While I was in the process of falling asleep, I had another contraction and decided it was worth waiting up to see if anything was happening.

At first the contractions were 10+ minutes apart and lasting around 90 seconds. It was clear that this was the beginning but it was not clear how long it would take for them to become regular and three to four minutes apart. Around 3:30 a.m., after about three contractions, I decided that Kilian should wake up and just before 4 a.m., the contractions were coming regularly every five minutes and lasting two to three minutes, with some eventually getting close to four minutes long - basically double contractions.

We called the midwife and woke up Kilian's mom. My midwife was unfortunately at another home and had to send someone else. This someone arrived about an hour later, just before 5 a.m. During this time, phone calls were made and members of the family were notified. I lost some fluids and thought it was my water breaking; I found out later that it was not. I was walking around and focusing on breathing through these intense contractions. It felt more difficult than it did with Roc. I think this is because I was still congested from a cold I had had the week before so there was lots of mucus that made deep, slow breathing hard and also because I was out of practice. I hadn't been doing yoga or meditation or any birth prep in the weeks leading up to the birth and I think my body was out of practice.

When this lady, the other midwife, arrived around 5 a.m. she found me to be exceedingly and unexpectedly calm, still completely clothed, sitting upright and laboring on the edge of the bed. I was just waiting it out. Since it took around eight hours to get to the pushing stage with Roc's birth, I figured it would be a while with Auden too. I wasn't in a hurry and couldn't gauge how long it would be with Auden. It still felt like the labor had just begun so of course I was chilled out.

But after she arrived, I noticed a change in the labor. It got more mental and physical. With Roc's birth, I was pretty much in my head the whole time - focusing on positive thoughts, trying to trust my self, my body and the whole process, trying to mitigate any fears I might have had, etc. With Auden's labor, I didn't have any apprehensions going in and I was so looking forward to going through the natural birth experience again and meeting him at the end that I was too excited to even harbor any negative thoughts or fears. However, when I started reaching transition - that critical point between the first and second stages of labor - I really noticed the mental challenges it creates. I used the full length bedroom mirror to look myself in the eyes, to reconnect to what I was doing and to smile. It felt so powerful, beautiful and exhilarating. That part was truly awesome.

About an hour after her arrival, around 6 a.m., I felt intense urges to push while at the same time feeling like I wasn't quite there yet (in terms of dilation). Thankfully at that moment, my midwife arrived and was able to coach and guide me through the next part. (Her other birth was advancing at a much slower pace than mine so she was able to make it for the most important part of mine.)

It was not obvious at first, but Auden's head was slightly tilted in such a way that he was stuck behind the pelvic bone and regardless of how much I pushed, he wouldn't move until he got around the bone. My midwife guided through me countless positions until we finally found one that worked. It took over an hour and I became very tired - some of the positions required much more force than just pushing. Some of these positions required a lot of physical effort from Kilian and his muscles were sore the following days. During this stage, it was amazing how lucid I was. There were moments in between contractions that I didn't feel like I was in labor. I would be standing upright, completely relaxed and not feeling any discomfort, even ready to talk and joke around.

After the sun rose, I finally felt Auden move into the birth canal. It was such a relief and I was so full of joy and renewed with energy. I wanted to push him all the way out at that moment but we waited. I got into a comfortable position on the bed and we allowed him to descend slowly. After a few minutes, my midwife gave me the go ahead and with a deep breath, I pushed him out in to my hands. It was 7:29 a.m.
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A few hours old

A few hours old


Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Winter 2015: Holidays & Birthdays

This winter was full of family! We visited Seattle for Christmas, my mom's birthday and New Year's. When we returned to Catalonia in January, we met our new niece Mey. She is a wonderful gift for our family. We celebrated many, many birthdays between December - March: Kilian's mom, my mom, Mey's birth, Kilian's grandma, Kilian's grandpa celebrated his 80th with a big bash, cousin Nabil and cousin Leila, one of the little cousin's and Kilian's sister Alba, Kilian's uncle, and my birthday (and I hope I am not missing any). Here are some photos from this season.
first time in the snow

first time in the snow

playing with the cat

Christmas 2014

My mom's birthday surprise

eating with the help of Aunt Peggy


My birthday cake - we forgot to buy candles

Palau de la Musica Catalana
Palau de la Musica Catalana

Palau de la Musica Catalana


Nabil's birthday



cousins!

Mey asleep on her mama

Loving the monkey

Alba's birthday


It snowed in Terrassa in February


Eating a yellow plum at the park





Arnau's birthday

Playing the piano

Loving the goats at the zoo



Lluis' 80th birthday


the new addition to our family: Mey






Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Long Time, No Post - Short update

Highlights from the past six months:

Mr. Wendell Roc is now one year old! Roc started preschool in September and loves it. He gets to spend time out of the house, in a different an environment. He has five teeth with one more that has just broken the surface. He walks using a walker and stands sturdily. He is very friendly, smiles and says "hola" to almost everyone he sees passing by on the street. He loves watching pigeons, dogs and cats. He is very observant and curious. We are enjoying watching his personality develop. It's very lovely.
Happy birthday, Roc!
In March we moved to Terrassa from El Vendrell. We didn't really start settling until after we returned from the Holy Land in May. The move changed our daily routine quite a bit. I went from having daily support to managing a home on my own (obviously, my husband helps when he is not working) and taking care of Roc full time, right at a point where he became much more alert, aware and active. It has been an abrupt change - one which I hope to write at more length with time.

With May, came the end of the academic year and I had to wait to start many activities, making for a very long summer. Thankfully, now that fall is in full swing, I have started participating more in the life of society: Catalan classes, English language interchange, quilting classes, driver's ed, children's classes and study circles. This involvement has helped a lot in terms of emotional, social well-being. It's nice to slowly meet people, create bonds and friendships, and connect with the community in a variety of ways.

In July, my mom visited and we went to southern France. It was wonderful and beautiful. We visited Provence, in and around the Luberon/Vaucluse area during lavender blooming season. Some parts of the region are rich with ocher, and ocher mines, which we visited as well. The trip was really a feast for the senses - sights (blues, yellows, oranges, greens), smells (lavender, herbs, fruits), tastes (Provencal cuisine, fresh summer fruits like melon, cherries and yellow plums, gourmet ice creams), sounds (nature and quiet - we stayed in a rural area, nothing like not hearing sounds of a city) and textures (of the aforementioned). It was blissful and I long to go back.

Family photo in front of Abbaye Notre-Dame de Sénanque in Gordes, France.
My mom with Roc at Le Sentier des Ocres in Roussillon, France.
Finally, I want to leave you with this song which popped in to my mind as I started to write. Mostly because of the opening lines from Timbaland: 

It's been a long time (long time), we shouldn't of left you (left you),
Without a dope beat to step to (step to, step to, step to, step to).



Hope to see you again soon!

Sunday, February 9, 2014

4 Months & Finding A Home

We are back in Catalonia after a nice month in the United States. Roc has just turned four months old and we are actively looking for a home for our little family.
Yay! I'm four months.

You wouldn't believe how difficult it is to find a place here. Three of our biggest challenges are that Kilian works full-time, we are an hour car ride from where we want to live and we don't have a car (or driver's license). Translation: we are dependent on someone to drive us outside of Kilian's working hours – not exactly the winning combination if you are seriously intent on finding a place. Kilian took two days off last week and we saw a number of places, but none of them were quite right.

So we are back to the drawing board, searching for other options and contacting more companies. Hopefully we can schedule another round of visits and be in a new place soon.
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My hands are tasty!
Meanwhile, Roc is growing up quickly (no surprise there). His hand-eye coordination is improving daily which means he can really get his hands and toys and my hair to his mouth quite easily. And his mouth is his everything at the moment.

The cloth diapers are so thick that he cries every time he is on his tummy (they must put too much pressure). We used disposable diapers while we traveled and found that because they are much thinner, he didn't mind tummy time. As a result, he is getting very strong, enjoying it and can almost roll over completely.

fascinated with grandpa's guitar playing
Roc has a vibrant personality. He knows what he wants, what he likes and dislikes. He loves music; it is an instant calming silencer when he is nervous, tired or upset. He has even started "playing" the piano. He likes to be held so that his feet touch the ground and he can look around.

In the last month he started losing some of his newborn hair. His new frock is quite humorous. Short on one side, long and curly on the other. He has got a little fistful front and center, and a lot back and bottom. He weighs around 17 lbs (or 7.9 kg) give or take the weight of his clothes & diaper; he has more than doubled his birth weight. We will have the official weight at our check up this week.
ready for the Super Bowl

He is very interactive and is learning how to communicate using sounds so we are having a lot more fun together. He has different sounds for different uses (I'm sure this is true for all babies). He loves interacting with people and smiling. He even laughs sometimes, which, of course, is so cute.

He is able to entertain himself a bit which means I can make food, fold laundry, use the computer while he is in his bouncy chair. This is very helpful for me as soon I will be managing my own household and will have a lot more work to do while educating Roc.

It is really an exciting time for our family and we are enjoying this time with Roc.




Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Snapshots from Seattle

We just returned home from a month in Seattle, visiting with family and friends. It was an amazing trip. I am already missing so many things from home: my mom and her home, the copious amounts of comfort food, the convenience culture (overnight grocery delivery, 6 hour dry-cleaning, Starbucks drive thru, Thai food delivery, ready-made food bar at Whole Foods), online shopping and shopping at Bellevue Square, Quiltworks Northwest and my sewing machine, our friends, etc. Here are a few of the highlights from Seattle:

We arrived in time to celebrate Christmas with my mom.

Meanwhile, my mom dressed up Roc as Santa Claus. She is radiant, overflowing with happiness that we were there.
We had an impromptu BWC reunion brunch at Cafe Flora on Madison. Good times with wonderful friends.

We supported the Seattle Seahawks during the playoffs. #12thman

The mandatory Starbucks run – in Seahawks gear for our 12¢ brewed coffee.
Our dear Tara flew in from New York. This is her meeting Roc.

We got to see the lovely Mona for the first time in a year and a half!

Kilian and I shared some quality time.
We visited with longtime friends from the Seattle Baha'i community. We saw many more and of course forgot to take photos. We missed out a number more because of time constraints.
Roc had play dates with his baby friends.

We took naps when necessary.

Roc's great-grandmother and great-grandfather visited too, it was so beautiful to see.

Roc's great-great-aunt Peggy had a lot of fun with him.
We saw Mount Rainier and finally had a family photo taken.
We went to the park when the weather allowed (Kerry Park on Queen Anne).
We celebrated my 28th birthday in style - brunch at Tilth Restaurant in Wallingford, a favorite of mine.
We had a house full of family and friends for my birthday dinner.