Vienna Jean is Here!!!

Vienna Jean came on Wednesday at 2:14 pm weighing 8lbs 3 oz and measuring 20 in.

Vienna's due date came and went, and I was still pregnant.  My midwife told me at 37 weeks that I was pretty dilated, and by 38 weeks I "could have this baby anytime."  Honestly- those words should NEVER be told to anyone, and I felt like I was very overdue at 39 weeks... At 40 weeks, I was miserable and felt eternally pregnant.  So at 40 1/2 weeks, I was induced.  Thankfully, my mom made it into town the night before, and was able to be with Cambry while we were at the hospital.

I had no idea labor could be so easy! I got an epidural before I had pain.  The midwife broke my water about 10:30 am on Wednesday.  We chit chatted with the nurses, watched some day time TV, and I even took a little nap.  Before I knew it, I was fully dilated. I told the staff that my first labor was very quick, and Cambry came after two pushes.  So when it was time to push, immediately in walked a whole slew of people in scrubs, all manning their different posts.  This labor was longer... In a series of 4 contractions- about 5 minutes, Vienna was born at 2:14 pm.  

Just enjoying labor. 

It was so interesting the difference in the way our babies came out. Cambry fired out like a rocket so anxious to be released from confinement. Vienna gently slid out and really didn't make much noise.  

Mom's first time holding Vienna.

 Cambry was so curious at first about this little heap of flesh. She became less and less curious and seemed to be annoyed that every time she'd come to the hospital to visit and Vienna was still there with her parents.

Now the family is more complete. 

She's not sure how she feels about being this close to her.

The Beck was such a big help with Cambry. The first day, Cambry wasn't quite sure what to do with the Beck. By the second day, they were best buddies.

Playing with Grandma Beck at the hospital.

 She has so much dark hair!

 Devin made this cute sign and got some super cute balloons that make Cambry's eyes light up every time she sees them.  Hopefully at some point she'll feel similar about her sister.

Wrapping up only child-ism

The past few weeks it's finally hit me that we're going to be a family of 4 very soon.  Although I've been preparing for Vienna to come, I have been cherishing the time I have with just Cambry.  When I'm too tired to want to do anything but pass out, I find a reserve from somewhere and make sure Cambry gets to be my baby for a little bit longer.

Right now she's fascinated with running water.  While I made dinner, she was totally into taking several drinks from her lego, and completely drenched herself.  

I left Cambry to play with a friend for my Dr. appointment.  When I picked her up, she was wearing her friend's clothes...all boy clothes. First blow out in months, little stinker.  

The other morning it was a chilly 68 degrees when we left the house.  I brought her a blanket, which worked great while she was in the stroller, but as soon as she was out walking, she kept tripping over it.  Which is why we came up with a cape for Super Cambry.

The next morning we tried a sweater, shoes, and socks.  She kept looking down at her arms and touching her feet like they were foreign entities.  It warmed up later and I took her sweater off, and she was so SAD!!  I mean big dime sized tears rolling down her cheeks.  So she wore a sweater in 88 degree weather.  Worse things have happened.

 This was so funny watching this toddler in a pink frilly outfit stare at this steam roller doing it's thing.

Cambry and friend at the park

Naturally the foilage and stairs were more fun to play with than the playground equipment.

Little friendly game of peek-a-boo

I've been saying for a few months that Cambry's personality around strangers is cat-like: ignore her and she'll like you, give her attention and she'll run away.  We had a run in with a cat and it was hilarious to watch.  First they circled each other for about 3 minutes.

Next they took turns getting within inches of each other, then retreating.

Finally after about 10 minutes, they were brave enough to touch.  I had to hold back my initial instinct to kick the cat for touching my baby.  Yuck- get your tail out of her face!!

After a few more minutes of touch and retreat, they decided to be friends.