Birth of The Blessing

I was awakened by a very painful contraction late one night two weeks ago. I pressed the Indiglo button on my watch. 12:30. “Was that a real contraction?” I wondered, “or did it seem so painful because I am so tired?” I had been having contractions for days and days that never quite turned into labor so I wasn’t about to get excited about this one.

I laid there in the dark waiting for the next contraction before I would decide whether I should get up or go back to sleep. I didn’t have to wait long. The next contraction came on strong and hard and I knew that this was probably the real deal. But I waited for one more, just to be sure. The third one did not disappoint.

Rolling out of bed I said to The Man, “I am having some good contractions. I’ll call you when it gets serious.” He grunted and rolled over knowing that he didn’t have much longer to sleep.

I decided to text my midwife and let her know we would be needing her in a few hours.  “Sorry to wake you, ” I wrote, “but I am pretty sure I am in the beginning of labor. Was 4cm this afternoon. Contrax are about 8 min apart and nice painful ones. Will call you when it gets interesting.” Then I sat on the couch and decided to knit. I figured that when I could no longer knit through the contractions, I’d wake up The Man and get serious.

I knit through four contractions.  The fifth one found me closing my eyes and moaning softly as I tried to relax. I set my knitting aside. Two more contractions like that and The Man was out of bed.

After checking on me, The Man went into the bathroom and started cleaning the bathtub. I heard the water running as he filled it and I started making my way to the bathroom, stopping twice to breathe through contractions. Then the shivers started. By the time I got to the bathroom (and, folks, my house is very small, it wasn’t a long walk), the contractions were right on top of each other. By the time I crawled into the blissfully hot water, there was no break between them.

As if in a dream, I heard The Man say something about calling the midwife and my mom. I gasped that he needed to wake the big kids, too. I was thinking that I couldn’t keep this up much longer, and assumed I still had hours to go – I had only just begun, after all! I heard The Man whispering a prayer, “Oh, God. Please slow it down.” And then out loud, “This is going really fast!”

“Don’t say that to me,” I panted, “It’s not helpful!”

And then the contractions stopped. I knew this meant I was complete. Pushing was next. I looked up and there were my four big kids, all crowded in the doorway, sleepy eyed and pajama clad. The Man sat on the toilet looking intense and confident.

“It’s almost time to push,” I said, as I relaxed in the water, waiting for the next phase to begin.

And then it began. I panted through the first pushing contraction, thinking somewhere in the back of my mind that I needed to wait for the midwife and for my mom. After the contraction subsided, sanity returned and I realized how silly this was. I have had two planned unassisted births! I can do this! So, with the next contraction I pushed.

Three pushes later and out she came! A teeny, tiny baby emerged from my body and I lifted her out of the water onto my chest. It was 3:01. She blinked in the light and serenely took it all in. She was beautiful in an unexpected way. I knew instantly that she had Down syndrome. I looked at The Man as he looked at her. He didn’t see it, yet. I looked back at her. This was not what I had pictured, not what I had expected. But I was okay with it. I knew it would be alright.

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After a short time, I felt it was time for the placenta to be birthed. The Dancing Queen cut the umbilical cord and The Bookworm wrapped the baby in a towel and took her in the living room. The Man helped me finish the process and got me out of the tub and into bed. There I had my new baby handed back to me and I looked at her again. She was so very tiny! My first six babies averaged 9 pounds, but this little squish was only 7lbs, 6oz!

My mom and the midwife both arrived about this time. Baby was checked out and given a clean bill of health. My mom put a movie on for the kids (who, at 4 am were very awake and excited) and I just stared at this tiny little girl in my arms.

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The first two days with her were lovely, I stayed in bed and we had skin-to-skin time round the clock. She had some trouble nursing, but as we worked on it, she improved with each feeding. The kids all adored her and lined up for their turn to hold her. The Man and I slowly adjusted to the idea of parenting a child with Down syndrome, focusing on the great blessing that she is and will be.

And so, my Encore Baby, The Blessing, entered this world, changing our lives far more than we ever expected. She is an amazing blessing and quite an exciting addition to our family.

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But the story continues. I’ll write about what happened next tomorrow.

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Pocket Octopus?

A knit of another kind was found on the needles recently. I was commissioned to make an octopus, which is something I never imagined that I would find myself knitting. Turns out, it was a very fun knit. And now, The Boy wants one, too, so there may be more! Ravelry project page here.

IMGP9243_mediumThis is Cephalohedron, an Interweave Knits pattern, and it has a clever secret. Instead of stuffing the head, he has a pouch shoved up in there. Pull the pouch out, and…

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tuck the octopus in and…

IMGP9247_medium2Viola! An octopus in a pocket! He is knit in Knit Picks Shine Worsted, which is one of my favorite cotton yarns. It has such a nice sheen to it, and I think it was the perfect yarn for this under the sea creature. It came out smaller than I had anticipated, even though my gauge was larger than the pattern called for and with the way that his head is stuffed, he is really floppy. But, the recipient was happy and that was the real goal. If I were to knit it again, I would double the yarn and knit on larger needles…. maybe. He turned out pretty cute as is.

The Princess thinks so, too.

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Baby Girl Knitting

While I am perfectly happy not finding out the baby’s gender until the moment I push it out, it sure is fun when my friends find out what they are having! Girlie knitting is so much fun, so when my knitting buddy found out she was having another daughter, I was very excited (in a purely selfish, now-I-can-knit-something-gender-specific kind of way). And I knew what yarn I would use, too.

Mosaic Moon BFL/Silk top always comes in a super fluffy braid of yummy fiber goodness, and this braid, dyed in the Colibri colorway, was no exception –

IMGP8353_medium2I spun it up right when it came in the mail and n-plied it to keep the colors pure. Then it sat in the stash, waiting for the perfect project. Ravelry stash page here.

IMGP8437_medium2The perfect project ended up being something straight out of my head, a onesie with frills and a balloony butt. Ravelry project page here. (I pretty much wrote out every step, so if you wanted to, you could make one, too.)

IMGP9332_mediumIt is always so much fun to see how my handspun knits up, and this was no exception. I am very pleased and proud of how even this yarn turned out and pleasantly surprised by the way it striped up.

This was a very hard thing to give away, but there are few as deserving as the recipient. I am so excited to see her little baby girl wearing it in just a couple more months!