I guess it's time to make it official and blog about our sweet new baby GIRL - Harper. Even though she's two weeks old, there are still times that I can't believe she's finally here. Our family has been in a nice little holding pattern the last three years - no (big) moves, Jeremy's schooling, and Addie and Davis. With Harper's arrival begins a year of transitions. Jeremy received his first residency interview invitation the week she was born. He will spend the next 4 months traveling (so far the locations are as varied as Phoenix and Wisconsin....) and interviewing for residency spots. But I guess I'm getting ahead of myself - like always. For now, here's all about Harper.
She made her arrival on the EXACT DATE Jeremy predicted nine months ago. Addie was born at 38 weeks 0 days, Davis a day earlier at 37 weeks 6 days, so Jeremy joked that this baby would come at 37 weeks, 5 days. And she did.
At midnight, the day I turned 37 weeks 5 days, I woke up and had a few contractions but nothing major. Tried to go back to sleep and my water broke. After a rush around trying to figure out our "plan" (Jeremy asked me what the "plan" was if I were to go into labor in the middle of the night - I looked at him and said THERE WAS NO PLAN!) we made it to the hospital at 1:30 AM, got my epidural by 2:30 AM, was resting comfortably at 3:00 AM, just in time to push at 5:45 AM. Jeremy delivered her - and got to tell me it was a girl - after we had both announced to my doctor and the nurses in the room that we were sure it was gonna be a boy. In fact, there was a bit of an awkward pause after she was born because Jeremy had to "double-check" that she was, in fact, a girl.
Funny things I want to remember about her labor/delivery:
-Not being sure that my water broke, then standing up and yep, that was my water!
-Jeremy speeding to the hospital because my contractions immediately started out 3-4 minutes apart, and then getting PULLED OVER (luckily no ticket)
-Jeremy dropping me at the maternity entrance and zooming around to park, only to have me chase him down because the maternity entrance is closed after 9 pm. (Had to go through ER)
-The sweet nurse checking my progress to tell me I was at 5, only to have her check me 15 minutes later to tell me I was in fact ready to push!!!
-Jeremy telling me it was a GIRL!
-Calling our family and telling them she had come
-Those first few hours of cuddling and staring - that never gets old
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After fretting about her size - I was bigger than I have been with either kiddo and measuring 2 weeks bigger than normal - she was a perfect 8 lbs even and 21 inches long. She has brown hair, that was much darker when she was born and has since lightened a bit. She definitely reminds of me Addie in her coloring, but there are times when I see so much of Davis in her.
I have wanted to use the name Harper since Addie was born but loved Addie more. My college roommate (yes it wasn't til college that I really appreciated the book) got me to re-read To Kill A Mockingbird and I just loved it - but couldn't bring myself to use the name Scout or Atticus (although we considered Atticus for about .2 seconds when Davis was born). So Harper it was. We went back and forth about her middle name. Jude is after my mom - Judy, who is called by my dad the majority of the time "Jude". I won't get into the reasons why my mom is amazing, mostly because she would totally hate me doing that - but she is super smart, wonderful, strong, funny and caring, just to name a few. Anyway, Harper Jude. We love it. I've already had to correct people on which is her first and last name - oh well, small price to pay for a name we love.
I am only two weeks into this "mother of three" thing - but I can say she is just the sweetest thing. I have been able to adjust better than I was hoping (so far). It helped to have my mom and sister visit to help occupy Addie and Davis and run the house for me. Jeremy has been a help too, especially with all of his residency applications due and studying for the second part of his boards that he will take in November. Plus friends and family have been more than willing to help - we are really blessed.
Recovery has been awesome - I physically am feeling great besides the normal tired-ness but by now it's not that big of a deal. Addie and Davis have been great helpers. Davis was a little more emotional than normal, but he has been so sweet to "Baby Harper" - and he can't say his "r's" so it sounds even sweeter when he says it.
I'm finding that with Harper, I'm more relaxed and enjoying the newborn stage. Even her night-wakings are not a big deal, it's the only time I get to feed her without Addie and Davis hovering over her face and giving her love. Her cries don't seem to "stress me" nearly as much as Addie and Davis' did. I got some great advice from friends to just keep expectations low and so far, we've all been adjusting really well.
Anyway, onto the good stuff - pictures!!!!
I made Jeremy take a pic with me after my epidural kicked in. We were soooo happy she was finally on her way!!!! (After this picture Jeremy immediately fell asleep and stayed asleep until I had to wake him to tell him that yes, in fact, it was time to push.)
I was totally shocked that she was "only" 8 lbs even.