Our youngest son, Monkey, was born on a Tuesday evening eight days after his due date. I thought I was going to be pregnant forever. There is a misconception out there that the more babies you have earlier you might deliver. Not me. I think Monkey could hear how crazy and chaotic it was out in there that he decided to stay in his watery world for as long as possible. When he was finally born...he was mad. After being in labor off and on for eight days and little progress, my midwife had we drink a couple of ounces of castor oil. I hate the stuff, but ya know what, it works. Four hours after my "cocktail" labor kicked into high gear. I was out walking the driveway and B was about to send me out the door to go see a movie and just relax and see if that would help my body keep labor going. I told him that I think it would be best to get the children ready to go to his mom's house and to call the midwife. Contractions were 5-7 minutes apart and very strong. This was around 6pm. Midwife arrived at 8pm and Monkey was born at 8:40pm weighing 8 lbs 3 oz and ? inches long. Our computer crashed earlier this year and silly be didn't back up photos, so I might not have very many from when he was first born and those first couple of months.
Tomorrow Monkey will be 14 months old...he is growing up too fast! Wish you a great year Monkey. Daddy and I love watching you learn and grow up. Kisses to my littlest man!
Until next time,
T
Until next time,
T