The Story

No gory details, I promise.

So I went to bed late Friday night (5 March), surprisingly peaceful about not having had the baby yet. I know that sounds kind of lame to all those who have gone rather overdue, but the other 4 children all either came on their due date or a couple days early - all except Anna, who came 2 days late. So I've gotten to be kind of a wimp about it all. But this time, it was okay - Daniel would arrive in the Lord's perfect timing, and I was feeling pretty okay with that.

1am. Waking up feeling uncomfortable. Was that a contraction? I think so, but I'd been having them off and on for a couple of days. Uh-oh, I think my water broke...yup.

Now I am fully awake. Can't eat or drink once I'm at the hospital, but my labors tend to take so long, I'll be needing a snack before we leave. For the next hour, I'm wandering around the house, eating, drinking, and generally sorting out last minute stuff.

By 2.30am, I want to have a shower - I hadn't done that when Ellie was born and really regretted it. So, I make Toby a cup of tea, explain that I'm going to grab a shower before we need to leave for the hospital, and leave him to process the information while I get ready. He's so good - by this time, he knows he doesn't need to rush or worry, but is still ready when it's time to set off.

By 3am, after a call to the doctor and a call to the Rishels (who pulled the short straw for nighttime child duty), we were on our way.

When I arrived, they put me at 4 cm. Because every contraction was in the small of my back (i.e. back labor, i.e. exhaustingly excruciating), I went for the epidural as soon as they could get it to me. Have I mentioned how wonderful epidurals are? Wanna kiss the soul who came up with it...

When I could happily feel nothing but a vague tingle in my toes, Toby took a nap on the pull out bed and I in my "havin' a baby" bed. We happily passed a couple hours like this: dozing, enjoying an ice chip or two, knitting a row or two, dozing some more.

Right after the epidural took effect, the doctor announced that I was now 5 cm along. Cool. A few hours later, a little after 8am, I was still 5 cm. Disappointing, but not surprising. So, pitocin (the hormone that makes the contractions more productive) got involved, and that's when things got exciting. It wasn't long before I was hitting the epidural button a bit more often - not that the contractions actually hurt, but I was becoming more aware of them.

Around 9.15am or so, I started noticing this pressure, like something was "happening". The kind doctor had a quick look and said, "Oh, that would be because the head is there. Let's have this baby, now, shall we?" Honest to goodness, I thought he was teasing. I kept looking from him to Toby to the nurse, saying, "Really? Really??" Two good pushes later, and I got the first look at my new son, and even got to cut his cord - a first for me.

I so feel like I cheated. No drama, no concerns with infection, no cord wrapped around anything - just a peaceful, straightforward, quick 8 hour delivery (my fastest yet). I can honestly say that every one of my labors has been a wonderfully positive experience, even when things haven't gone to plan. What a blessing, though, that everything did go to plan, and God made the whole thing easy - just because He can.

I am one thankful mama!

The Little Man

Daniel William Gayner

Born 6 March 2010 at 9.21am

7lb 7oz 20 inches long

Now at home and awaiting visitors

More details to follow

Some hits...and some misses

In spite of the quiet, there's been plenty of last-minute making going on. Some good, some not so good. For instance, some baby quilts to donate to the local Birthright Pregnancy Center. Both are from the scrap box, one is piece totally with old T shirts, which will be lovely and soft. Good. Also good is the T shirt dress. Abi was requesting dresses, and I didn't want to invest the time to start from scratch for a cold-weather outfit, so I went for the cutting the bottom off a hand-me-down shirt and attaching a gathered skirt. Nice and long to cover those long legs of hers.
Okay, really long, but this is the pre-hemmed version. Checked the length, though, and I'll only be taking off a couple of inches. That girl is tall!
I like the print on the fabric - another from the Grandmom Stash!

The summery version is less impressive because I didn't cut the waist short enough. I could probably change it, but I'm really not inclined to bother. I'm thinking "summer play dress" and a lesson learned.

A Hit: kitchen cloths from this pattern. We needed some more kitchen cloths and while most normal people just go and buy new ones, I've never been one for "normal", plus I had the cotton yarn. So three cloths in three days isn't too bad.

2 cloths are the knitted seed stitch on the left and one is the double crochet un-pattern on the right. Just for variety, you understand.

And the biggest success & failure of the bunch: the bag. Found instructions online for making a zippered pouch/bag and decided to give it a shot - gotta use up those scraps somehow and I'm thinking my knitting bag needs a pouch for needles, pins, tape measure, etc that isn't a Ziploc bag. So, instructions were great - I looked at them real good, then got up and did it from memory. I did a pretty good job, too...

...except for one little detail...

On the left, we have the correct side of the fabric facing out, and on the right, the incorrect side facing. What a bummer. Of course, I could go back and fix it, but I don't see that happening. I'll hang onto it as another lesson learned - both in humility and paying attention.

Tomorrow is my due date. I've spent the past 2-3 weeks thinking that this little boy was going to come early, but I'm not seeing that anymore. I suppose he'll get here when he gets here, and I'll be filling the time until he does...

Looking for Spring

I haven't minded all the snow, really I haven't. But I'm looking forward to the ability to dress a little less practical and a little more fun. Like these dresses for Abigail, for instance:

These were made from some fabric gifted to me by my sweet mother, previously owned by Grandmom. I like to think she would approve of their use.

Couldn't get a great photo to save my life, but I did try!

The pattern is here. Honestly, if you haven't tried one of these yet, you really should. Instructions are clear, instantly downloaded and practical but pretty. Love 'em.

I'm working on a second one, but haven't elasticated anything yet. I wanted to finish it tonight, but I want to sit down with Heroes season 2 and my knitting more.

So that's what I'm about to do. So there.

And for those interested, 5 March puts us at 8 days until D-Day. I hope it'll be D-Day, anyway. Watch this space...

By the kids, for the kids

It always happens: I walk into my sewing room, intending on a little creative recuperation time. As soon as I start cutting/sewing/thinking hard, in a child (or four) walks, with the words "Oh, Mommy, can I make something, too?" on their lips. Normally, this throws me into a tizzy, since I can't do my thing and their thing at the same time, I don't want to stop doing my thing, but I do want to enable them to do their thing (that must be a pretty accurate description for motherhood all over, isn't it?).

I bought some burlap, embroidery hoops, blunt needles and embroidery floss a while ago for just this need, and sometimes it works - hand them the stuff and they get creative. This time, though, Abigail had a nugget of an idea that truly blossomed. First, it was, "I want to make something for Daddy - how about a handkerchief?" I convinced her that Daddy wouldn't use one, but he could do with a bookmark for his books. Then is was, "Could I draw {embroider} some tools on it for him?" That would be a no, since I am unable to draw freehand anything like a tool of any description, and I wasn't in the mood to start scouring the Internet for templates. How about hugs and kisses, so he knows his girls love him? "Ohhh, yeah!" At which point, Anna chimes in (as always): "Can I do one, too?" Okay...

Decorative fraying on the edges? Check. How do we keep Ellie from "over-fraying", though? Aha, stay stitch the edge! Done. But now what about the back - how keep the knots and such on the back protected? Ah, yes - sew some burlap on the back! Score!!

I'm not sure who like them the most: the girls, Daddy or me. I think I'm probably the most excited, seeing the germ of an artistic idea become something pretty nifty.

So, that's by the kids. For the kids, I was making wrist warmers that would slip on under their coats and gloves and cover up that ominous gap that snow likes to find - have I mentioned we've had some snow??

The girls wanted to model theirs:

Simply put, I cut the sleeves off an old shirt and made thumb holes. The sleeves were really big on them because it was an adult-sized shirt, so I sewed them a little tighter. And that's it. Noah didn't want to model his, but his were made from scrap material that I had left over from his blanket. Love working from the scrap basket (big box), I do.

More baby stuff

Remember this?

Well, it took a little while, but I finally added a layer of warmth, courtesy of an old jersey sheet, and a brightly colored (i.e. orange) backing, and we now have a lovely, warm quilt to welcome the newest Gayner. I am so pleased with it, not least because it has a story! I think the orange really makes the milder colors "pop" a little, don't you?

I've also finally finished the sweater I'd been working on. Never mind that it's for 3 months and when he's 3 months it'll be June. No, that doesn't matter at all. What matters is that it's cute. Of course.

Love the notch neck - no buttons required for easy overhead application.

I promise, the sweater is red, not pink. Really. It must be the flash...

Snow Days

At last, some pictures!

Daddy built them a snow maze in the yard. They went through it once or twice, then climbed all over it for another hour. Good times.
There was a lot of snow...

She had more fun than she lets on, really!

At least, when she's with Daddy.

For some reason known only to my children, eating a lot of snow is the height of fun.

Snow-bound productivity

I've been trying, in vain, for some time to post some photos of our days (and weeks) in the snow, but Blogger hasn't been behaving. So I suppose I'll have to depend on the written word...

Needless to say, the kids have been loving the snow. Until they lose a boot or glove in it. Or catch a snowball in the face. Stuff like that seems to happen around here, even when I'm not involved.

What's been most exciting has been what's been going on inside. Not only has Abi's sweater been completed, Daniel's blanket is done and waiting for him, as is his sweater. Then there are the balaclavas, wrist warmers, and bookmarks that have come into the world (well, our house). Can't wait to show them all to you, when Blogger gets it's act together.

There's also been some baking (Amish Friendship Bread & brownies, mainly) and reading. For the adults, I highly recommend Just Do Something. Engaging, biblical, quick, funny, insightful. I read it with pencil in hand (must do that more) and made notes like crazy.

For the kids, it's got to be The Big Snow, particularly considering recent weather patterns. Whether you homeschool or not, it's a great "learning without realizing it" kind of book. You're looking at animals, their different winter habits, natural weather predictors, not to mention the pretty pictures. I borrowed it from the library, but it's going on my wishlist. Right now.

Hopefully pictures of all the excitement will be up soon!

Mission Accomplished!

Well, Abigail's Libby cardigan is complete! I'm so pleased with it, though not as much as Abi herself!

Finally finished putting it together last night so that she could try it on before bed. It's definitely on the big side, but it is sized for a 10-12 year old. That just means she's going to get plenty of wear out of it!

Now, it's on to the Salina for me!

"Necessity is the Mother of Invention"...

...or "What to do when the refrigerator breaks down in the middle of a snow storm":

Every time we open the door to get something off the deck/out of the "fridge", Toby giggles and says, "This is so cool!"