Rebekah has been sitting up like a champ for quite a while now. As soon as the other 2 were sitting up I stopped bathing them in the kitchen sink and used the regular bathtub. For some reason, I’ve waited longer with Rebekah. However, last week it was obvious she has outgrown the kitchen sink, and I figured it was time to graduate her to the regular tub! I have no idea why I’ve waited so long…Anyway, last week she got a wee bath with Cora and Ben at my MIL’s house, but yesterday I gave her her first bath, by herself, in the great, big bathtub! She LOVED it!!!! I seem to remember both Cora and Ben crying when they moved to the big tub, but not our Bekah! She took right too it, tried to crawl around, wanted to pull the plug, etc. She had a great time! Cora helped me bathe her, and in the sweetness that is Cora, she says, “Mommy, I need to help you do this so I can learn how to be a good mommy.” I about cried. I said, “That’s right! And one day you’ll be a great mommy!” A few minutes later Ben woke up and came to find us. Cora says, in her little mommy voice, “Ben, you need to be in here and help! We need to learn how to be good mommies and daddies! Roll up your sleeves and help me with Bekah.” Oh, I just melted, right there. I love my children. God has blessed us richly with them, and he reminds me everyday, which I’m glad!
Last week Rebekah turned 4 months old! Yesterday I took her to her 4 month well-check, and she is a-growin’–she is 17 lbs and 26 in long!!! WOW! She is rolling, still trying to figure out how to got from belly to back and is figuring out how to laugh! She is also still not sleeping consistently, or taking naps, and I’m having the darndest time getting her on a feeding schedule. So, it was with great exhaustion and weariness I asked our pediatrician for some help. I was hoping an outside perspective would be helpful, and it was! See, Rebekah will not take naps. I have tried the whole cry-it-out, watching her cues, etc. Naturally, by 5:00 p.m. she is exhausted and ready to sleep. And she does, until 11 p.m. She is then up about every 2 hrs the rest of the night. She also seems to snack all day long. It’s very rare that I can get her to finish a bottle in one sitting. This is all new territory to me. I believe Cora and Ben managed to get on eating/sleeping schedules by this point. So, here’s what the pediatrician recommended: Let Rebekah take a wee nap from 5-6 p.m. and get her up at 6. From there, feed her and make her stay up until 8. At 8, put her to bed. If she wakes up we’re going to try not feeding her because she should be able to go 6-8 hours without eating, especially at night. Then, I need to work even harder during the day to get her to take a nap in the morning and afternoon. She has been a super fussy baby for a while now, and we know it’s not her belly hurting. It’s obvious she’s tired. She fights sleep like I’ve never seen a child do. We’re all tired and David and I need more than 2 hour stretches at night…If you think of us, please pray that this works. Oh, we’re also going to start giving her a little bit of rice cereal during the day (like 1x a day for starters) in hopes that this will help keep her feeling fuller longer. Anyway, I’m tired and so very frustrated by it all. I keep thinking she is my 3rd baby it shouldn’t be so hard. however, our pediatrician was good to remind me that she IS our third baby, so we have a lot of experience, but she IS her own little person and will still throw us some curve balls. Anyway, I feel much encouraged and am glad we have some kind of a plan. I feel like a first time mom with all this, but am going to try not to stay frustrated and just forge on! She is our Bekah Boo and we love her so much! She continues to be such a joy to us and it cracks me up how excited the kids STILL get every. single. time. they see Bekah roll over: “Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Come QUICK! Bekah rolled over!!!”
Today Rebekah is 11 weeks old! I’m happy to say we have a new baby on our hands! Yesterday marked 2 weeks of not having the milk protein in her system, and well, she’s a new child!!! Between the formula and regular chiropractic appointments she is doing wonderfully! She has a fussy time in the late afternoon (but all of our kids have, and I’ve heard from other moms this is when their babies get crabby), but other than that she pretty much only cries if she’s hungry or tired. And, it’s a normal cry, not a scream. We are so thankful! We are praising the Lord and I want to say thank YOU for praying! I feel the stress level in our home going down every day, and we are all benefiting from Rebekah feeling better. Isn’t she just so cute?
1. I’m tired.
2. The transition from 2 to 3 kids has been WAY harder than going from 1 to 2 kids.
3. I forgot how much holding is involved with a newborn.
4. I forgot how little sleep one gets when there’s a newborn.
5. I forgot how cute newborns are!
6. I love seeing my newborn give out “for real” smiles!
7. I love watching Cora give her baby sister sweet kisses.
8. I love receiving sweet kisses from Benjamin.
9. I love and appreciate my husband very much.
10. I love chocolate milkshakes.
11. I miss eating lasagna and pizza–you know, REAL lasagna and pizza, full of grain and gluten.
12. Eating those things in #11 would not be worth the pain and sickness I’d feel for weeks later.
13. I’m thankful I’ve found a great chocolate cake recipe I can eat!
14. I love my mom.
15. I’m tired–did I mention this????
16. I’m excited for Cora to start preschool in September and love seeing her excitement!
17. I know more about football, baseball and sports in general than I ever thought possible–thanks to my dear, sports-loving husband!
18. The same goes for music…
19. I love strawberries with cinnamon sugar sprinkled on them.
20. I’m hoping nothing serious is wrong with Molly since she keeps losing weight even though we’re increasing her food quantity.
21. God is good.
22. All the time, God is good!
23. I’m thankful for a loving and gracious God who is forever forgiving.
24. I miss my grandma and grandpa and wish they could know my kids.
25. Oh, and in case I didn’t mention it…I’m tired!
My sister had her 4th baby in early April, our nephew Micah. She had a home birth, delivered him in the water, and it was just a beautiful thing! I was so privileged to be a part of it. Before my nephew was born my sister told me she was going to be getting her placenta encapsulated. WHAT??? I was quite taken back, but I wanted to know more and so heard her out. Turns out placenta encapsulation has been done for a long time. It comes from ancient Chinese practices. Why on earth would my sister do this? Well, studies and history has shown that ingesting the placenta after birth has many benefits. The woman is given back her hormones and nutrients that are custom to her body. This helps with postpartum depression, baby blues, aides in milk production, and I’m sure there are so many other benefits as well. The pills can also be taken during menopause and are shown to help with mood swings and hormonal changes during that time as well.
So, how is this all done? Well, the placenta is dehydrated, ground up and put into capsules. You take a pill a day for a few weeks, keep the leftovers in the freezer and pull them out to take during menopause. I’m sure there are different “prescriptions” for this, and I’m not entirely sure what my sister’s was. Mine has been to take 1-2 capsules 3 times a day for 2 weeks and then as needed, such as during a stressful time, or during menopause.
I was convinced (as was my husband) that I needed to do the same as my sister when we saw just how wonderfully she was doing after giving birth to my nephew. Postpartum depression is something both of us have really struggled with. Let me tell you, I saw my sister a week after she gave birth, and I had never seen her looking, acting and feeling so good that soon after giving birth. She was doing so well (and so much different) that even my husband noticed! We were convinced this was something I needed to do as well. I found a lady online who does encapsulation in my area and set everything up with her.
I have not felt this good after giving birth ever. I have so much energy, I feel like my moods/hormones/emotions are more even and not fluctuating all over the place, and I feel absolutely no depression whatsoever. David has noticed such a difference, and we do not regret getting this done at all.
Yes, it sounds weird, even gross to have ones’ placenta encapsulated. However, after reading about it, and seeing with my own eyes the benefits of doing so, I’m so glad I did. Yeah, it’s gross to think about sometimes, but honestly I can’t believe I didn’t know about this before. I would have certainly taken advantage. It’s a small price to pay for sanity! I feel great, my sister feels great, and I will be encouraging pregnant women to have this done. It’s a very natural way to help yourself feel so much better after giving birth and it’s as simple as swallowing a pill!
As I’ve mentioned last week, David’s grandma passed away the day after Rebekah was born. We decided to travel down to WV as a family for the funeral. It wasn’t the way we wanted to introduce Rebekah to her family in WV, but what can you do? We tried to make the best of a very hard situation. God was good and though it was a sad time, the kids provided a lot of happiness to the visit.
After the funeral on Monday we spent Tuesday morning and lunch with David’s dad and step mom. Unfortunately, we, as a family of 5, were tired, crabby and grouchy so it wasn’t the best of times, and we felt badly about that. We cut our visit short (we had planned to stay until Wednesday) and just went ahead and left for home right after lunch. Still, they got to at least meet Rebekah and are making plans to come up soon to spend more time!
Today we say good-bye. We say good-bye to my husband’s grandma, otherwise known to us “Ma-ma.” She was married at the age of 16, had 3 children, many grandchildren, great grands and great-great grands. She was a woman who worked hard to provide for her family. She was an excellent seamstress, helped her husband in his many pastoral positions, canned and froze the food they grew in their gardens. She loved her family, knew how to laugh at life and was just a good woman.
When we brought Cora to WV for the first time I loved how Ma-ma just held Cora and allowed her to lay on her lap for hours. Being a first-time mom I was afraid this would spoil or ruin Cora, and we’d have to work for weeks to get Cora used to not being held so much. Of course, that didn’t happen, and I realized it was perfectly OK for a baby to be held endlessly by her great grandmother as long as was possible. When we took Ben to meet his great grandparents for the first time I looked forward to having Ma-ma hold and love on Ben for as long as she wanted. And she did. She showed love to her great grandchildren just as she had her grandson, my husband.
When I got pregnant a 3rd time Ma-ma was so excited to know she was to have another great grandchild. When we learned we were having a girl, and decided on the name, David called Ma-ma and told her. We knew the secret was safe with her and she loved that we were using her daughter’s middle name for our daughter’s middle name. My sister planned a small baby shower for me before Rebekah was born and Ma-ma was most concerned to find white satin shoes for Rebekah. She said the baby girl needed to have them. David’s aunt searched high and low and finally found some to purchase online. They are beautiful little shoes. I took them with us to the hospital so Rebekah could wear them home.
While we were in the hospital having Rebekah we knew Ma-ma’s health was deteriorating rapidly. We were planning to go to WV sooner than we had originally planned. We took lots of photos with the camera and on our phones and texted those photos to my MIL so she could share them with Ma-ma. Ma-ma’s last lucid thoughts were of Rebekah. The last thing she understood on this earth was that she had had another great granddaughter and this little girl would be going home wearing her white satin shoes. Ma-ma will not get to meet Rebekah here on earth, but one day, in heaven it’ll happen. We grieve that Rebekah will not know her great grandma, but we have the hope of heaven one day.