Tyne

Mommy is a Doctor, Daddy is a...

While playing dolls with Esmé, she makes one of them a mother and one a father:

Esmé: This mother is a doctor.
Me: And what is the father?
Esmé: He stands on the road and holds a sign and people give him money.

(Only a city kid would consider street begging an actual profession.)

Sisters on Christmas Morning

Extaordinary

December is an extra special time to give birth.  As I held my newborn, I listened to the ordinary songs of Christmas, and looked at my ordinary newborn girl, and thought about the ordinary newborn boy born in a manger in Bethlehem.  And everything then became extraordinary.

The infant born to Mary was just a baby like mine.  He cried, nursed, spit up, and needed someone to even hold up his head.  He was ordinary in that he was just a human.

And that is what made him so extraordinary.  Because he was the Christ, our Saviour and the creator of everything.  All in tiny creature wrapped up in a young woman's arms.

And Mary, the ordinary woman of faith and obedience and strength.  The teenager who spoke with angels and carried the Lord in her womb.  Who travelled on a donkey with a large pregnant belly and laboured on a dirty stable floor.  The mother who nursed her child while looking into his eyes with wonder at both his innocence and divinity.  The mother who delivered God into our world.

So ordinary, yet so extraordinary.

"Jesus says Mother I couldn't stay another day longer

Flys right by me and leaves a kiss upon her face

While the angels are singin' his praises in a blaze of glory

Mary stays behind and starts cleaning up the place"

             -Patty Griffin, "Mary"

Labour

The birth of my second sweet daughter was an amazing experience in so many ways.  It was a beautiful home birth surrounded by people who really cared for me: my midwives, my doula, my husband, and my daughter.  I felt so relaxed and comfortable.  I was blessed with a smooth labour, a natural birth, and a breathtaking baby girl.  (But of course it was still a lot of work!!)

I spent a day and a half of early labour with moderately intense contractions, listening to music, relaxing, and going for walks.  When hard labour kicked in it was relatively quick, only 4.5 hrs.  I mostly just hung out on the couch doing the labour groan.  Kyle set up a birth pool for me and when that was ready, I hopped in.  The warm water was so soothing, I just melted into it.  When used at the right time, water can speed up labour and relieve pain and tension.  It was not long after I stepped into the water that my body began to push.  After only 3 pushes, and to everyone's surprise, our baby made a sudden appearance in the pool, giving my midwife just barely enough time to come to my side and lift her out of the water!

Kyle was such a wonderful, loving support.  He spent so much time making sure everyone was taken care of, that I had enough to eat and drink, filling and emptying the birth pool, cleaning up, and caring for Esmé.  I think he learned a lot from our first labour and birth experience, which had left him pretty haggard.  He was definitely much more relaxed this time around (as was I) and knew what to expect.  He also made sure to take care of himself and it helped to have a doula to give an extra hand.  At one point he was even barbecuing chicken out on the deck for dinner!

One of the best things about my labour was having Esmé there with me.  She'd been anticipating the birth for several months and went with me to every midwife appointment, held the doppler as we listened to the baby's heartbeat, and gave my belly many hugs and kisses.  During the labour she was absolutely amazing and so excited to be there to welcome her little sister into the world.  She went back and forth between mimicking me during contractions to taking care of me in her sweet gentle way.  She is the most loving little girl and I am so proud of her.

Esmé mimicking me during a contraction.

Taking care of her mama in between contractions.

Putting a cold cloth on my back when I got too warm in the pool.

Our new family of four.

  Baby getting weighed by midwife Andrea... 8lbs even.

Midwife Candace doing a check up.

A moment of quiet with my newborn.

Big sister falling in love.

After all the excitement, it was a couple hours past Esmé's bedtime.  Kyle told her it was time for bed and she began to cry, "No! I don't want to leave my sister!"  So sweet.

Our Newest Blessing

 Tyne Soraya Rideout

Born at home

 Dec. 14, 2012

8 lbs.

 Our sweet sleeping Tyne

Our grumpy awake Tyne