My day started with Nathan dropping an unopened full bottle of juice on the floor, which broke the cap and sent juice – lots of it – gushing and splashing all over my kitchen floor and cupboards, chairs, etc. I was yelling, Nathan was yelling, and Emily & Joshua were just watching wide eyed.
What a way to start the morning!
After cleaning that mess up, I checked facebook to see if there was any update about Elissa & the baby. There was – my brother in law posted that the hospital was too full and they had been sent home to wait until Saturday.
I feel so bad for them. I know how nervous Elissa was, having done the scheduled c-section route twice before myself, and to get yourself all ready emotionally, not to mention getting up super early (and I know she got very little, if any, sleep last night) and then be told that “it’s not going to happen today” is so hard to take emotionally. Of course the baby is fine, and in the big picture, it will all work out, but in the moment, when you are already a bundle of nerves, to be told it’s going to be extended – even for a couple days – can be more than you can handle. I’ve been there – to some extent – myself with Emily.
I was scheduled to have Emily via c-section on November 17th and unfortunately was told early the morning of, that due to issues with lab work (I had had an amnio to check for lung maturity and they screwed it up), we were going to have to postpone the c-section. We had to wait 5 more days until November 22nd. I was a mess when I was told that. Logically, it was an inconvenience with planning, but it was no big deal – Emily was healthy, I was physically okay (aside from being exhausted and the aches & pains of being 9 months pregnant) but emotionally, it was horrible. I was all set to have the baby that day- it’s a lot to get yourself ready for major surgery and factor in pregnancy and postnatal hormones, along with adding a new baby and exhaustion to the mix, and you’ve got a LOT going on. Wonderful, beautiful things, but a lot nonetheless. It was tough. Now looking back, those 5 days went by quickly and Emily was born beautiful and perfect on November 22nd. I don’t know why God planned it out like that, but He knows best. Just like I know He does with Elissa & Elianah.
I just feel really bad for Elissa, but I know she’ll get through this and on Saturday, she’ll get to finally meet her new baby girl. Please continue to keep them in your prayers – thank you!
I was in the kitchen putting dishes in the dishwasher and Joshua was playing nearby in the exersaucer. I was talking to him as I worked and then I happened to glance over at him. He was staring at me with this really funny look on his face. I started singing a funny song and then started doing peek-a-boo with a towel. That always makes him laugh & smile, but not this time. He continued to look at me funny and then his little lower lip started trembling like he was going to cry! I picked him up. He pushed back from me and continued with the trembling lip and started whimpering.
He was scared of me. Or at least unsure of me. It was so bizarre.
I started wondering if maybe I looked different to him. I had put my hair up in a ponytail, which I don’t usually do, but then again it’s not like I never do. But it was the only thing I could think of that was different about me. So I let my hair down and took Joshua in the bathroom to show him our reflections in the mirror. He stopped whimpering, but was still a little unsure. Finally after a couple minutes of him staring at me and me trying to reassure him that “It’s Mama, Joshua! It’s ok!” he looked at me carefully with his thoughtful look, grabbed a lock of my hair, studied that intently, and then turned at me and beamed. And then he was back to my little boy.
Is that weird or what? I think I really spooked him! Poor little guy!