Maggie's Mug

Maggie and her Bear

Maggie has a snug with her Ballerina Bear, a gift from the guys at Raritan Bay.

Wyatt with his very first favourite toy at about the same age.

Honey Bunny

Maggie in her Honey Bunny jams.

Bunny feets for good luck!

Whorl

Maggie's whorl. Her brother Wyatt has two whorls, like little hurricanes.

Bird Watching

I Love My Mummy

Three days old Maggie models her "I Love My Mummy" t-shirt. Part of her October collection.

Reality sets in...

Day three on my own with both of the kids. The post-birth hormones that trick you into thinking everything will be okay are starting to wear off. This morning I did everything through a torrent of tears for two hours. Cleaning your glasses every five minutes is a real drag. I need some wipers.

Last night I had a dream that Wyatt fell down a well shaft. I could see him stuck there precariously, just out of my reach. I had to force myself to wake up. It was awful. I think I may be beginning to experience a touch of guilt that I'm sure every new mother of two goes through. He seems to be adjusting well but sometimes I look at him and he's just so beautiful... I feel bad that I can no longer dedicate most of the hours of my day to loving on him and him only.

I finally got around to making myself breakfast at noon today. Wyatt is napping and Maggie is in and out of sleep (once in a while the typing seems to startle her awake). I'm trading my one precious napping opportunity today for scrambled eggs and espresso with cream. So far it's a good trade. We'll see how I feel at the 1am feeding. And the 3am, and the 3:45am, and the 5am...

We have taken tons of pictures and I promise at least one more blog post today with some sweetness and light, even if I have to type it with my feet while I nurse Mags on one side and bounce Wyatt on my knee.

Sleepy Baby

Maggie loves her swing. It lulls her to sleep every time.

Hungry Girl

Time to feed the little girl. She is such a good baby, only crying when she is hungry or needs a diaper changed.

Maggie Gets Borned

The last picture of mom pregnant with Maggie.

Wyatt looks super cute in his stroller, waiting with mom and dad in the hospital for Maggie to come.

Daddy and Wyatt play a new game.
Wyatt gives mommy lots of snuggles to make her brave.
Mom and Maggie.
Daddy and Maggie.
Wyatt checks out a preview of his little sister, likes what he sees.
Wyatt meets Maggie for the first time.

Wyatt gives Maggie his approval.
Maggie's super tired. Good job on getting born, Mags!
Maggie in her carseat, ready for the journey home.

Arrival

Maggie Elise Wimsatt was born this morning weighing in at 9lbs 8oz.

Baby Watch: Week 39

Thursday's appointment was not very fruitful. Now the doc is talking about putting off induction until Friday the 10th. So much for taking her early so she doesn't get too big. The doctor estimates that she's now about 9.5 pounds, a full pound up from where she was last week.

It's a pretty frustrating time for us right now. We are concerned that the doc will put us off so long that we will be forced to have a c-section due to Maggie's size. I'm not scared of the surgery but am wary of the healing process while taking care of Wyatt and a newborn too. I also feel bad for Mags whose movements have decreased drastically over the last week. She's got to be so uncomfortable in there with barely any room to shift around.

So we are trying to keep our perspective in the face of disappointment and uncomfortability all around. I have an appointment for Monday and I think I may insist that they put me in the next available hospital slot. I will let ya'll know how that works out. Everyone keep them fingers crossed.