i didn't write out her initials before hand, but now that i see them written down, i'm a fan. if she ever wants something fancy monogrammed (i think only fancy people do that to fancy things), then i think she's in good hands. so for that, claire, you're welcome.
this post is dedicated to our caboose child, claire marie, so she can read this birth story in the future and be filled with gratitude for me and all the labor she put me through ;)
the weekend before she was born, i went into the hospital with contractions every 3 minutes apart. they weren't painful to the point where i couldn't talk, but they weren't pleasant. the nurse kept saying "i don't think you're really in labor because you're still talking...." LADY. i said to her "well i have a pretty high pain tolerance, so i'm not sure how to respond to that...." which is accurate.
well after 2 hours, they sent me home to progress at home because i was just at a 2. went home, contractions stopped and i was just infuriated.
2 days later (monday) i went to bed with excruciating contractions that lasted though the night but were every 6 minutes apart. of course i couldn't sleep, and i was also mad from being sent home last time, so this time i was waiting until i ABSOLUTELY HAD TO GO IN. so i was just downstairs watching dumb RomComs (you know, nothing too exciting, but would distract me from the pain.) i think i watched 6 movies that night. 7am rolls around, time to get everyone else ready for school and contractions completely stop. i was BESIDE MYSELF. infuriated. why weren't you coming?!?!
well wednesday rolls around, and i was scheduled for an induction that day, just in case you hadn't arrived. my midwife (J. Yale) and i both thought you would be here before then, but you weren't. so i begrudgingly went to the appointment. but i also couldn't be pregnant a moment longer.
>>> induction day. may, 26th 2021.

well your mamas body loves drugs apparently. because once they started that pitocin, we were off to the races. we started it at 2pm, and the contractions were strong and regular, about every 3 minutes. the midwife came in and saw how painful it was and said "i learned this thing in mexico to help with the backpain, should we try it??" now idk what they're doing down in mexico, but it's WORKING. she took the sheets under me and started rocking me side to side like i was in a bassinet. it was so crazy and so efficient!
apparently the contractions earlier in the week were so painful because your face was facing my tailbone. idk why exactly it would make them more painful, but everyone kept saying that was why so that is why.
around 7:30pm the midwife came in and i said, "how much longer do you think i have?? i don't know how long i can keep going with this pain without an epidural." and she said, "well, we could break your water and i bet you'd have like an hour left." and i agreed. because anyone can handle one last hour of pain.
so she broke it and left saying "don't push without me!" and i said, "i won't!" well the minute she shut that door i felt the need to do *you know what.* and it was fast and furious. i looked at your dad and said, "oh my gosh. i gotta go to the bathroom right now!!" and he was like, "uh noooo... i think we could get her back in here." we argued back and forth for a few minutes because the midwife said an hour, so that's what i was planning on. but 2 minutes later he got her back in the room and she said, "let's push!"
i said, "you said an hour! it's too soon!"
"i think you're ready!"
"no i think i just have to poop!" (sorry, mom, no better way to say it.)
"i don't think so, i think that's baby!"
again, i argued with her for a minute or two before i was like "OH CRAP, YOU'RE RIGHT."
and 2 minutes later you were born.
you were the pinkest baby i have ever laid eyes on. and you stayed that way for a good 2 weeks. i don't exaggerate, you were SO PINK. but they blamed that on delayed cord clamping. idk, remember i don't ask questions.
but ya know, that night in the hospital was rough. from the MOMENT you came out, you were looking for food and i didn't have it for you. so you were just stuck to me all night long that first night and i was in legitimate zombie mode for the first week.
and because you're a Coronial (born in a pandemic), the nursery was closed, so although i love you and wanted to keep you close, i also wanted to send you to the nursery that first night so i could sleep- and they couldn't take you! so it was you and me girl. and it was deliriously delightful.
we got home from the hospital around 11pm, so all your siblings were asleep. when they woke up in the morning, it was like christmas day! they could not get enough of you. except for shepherd, who literally ignored you for the first month. poor boy was in denial.
being the last out of 4 though means you often get dragged along to everything whether you're ready or not. and the day we got home we had to get the big kids out of the house. they were going crazy! so we went to the zoo. i guarantee you are the youngest child that zoo has ever seen. 2 days old.
and that older sister of yours, boy is she a fan. ever spare moment is spent holding you and snuggling you. she is quick to help you when crying or sing to you before bed. remie is the best. you're so lucky to have her as your sister.
>>> 2.5 months old, but remie's love is still intense.
and as the days go on, you start to be more and more alert and awake. you're taking it all in and we can't tell if you're entertained by this home of yours or just perplexed. we won't know for awhile, but i also don't know if we want to know... lol
>>> newborn photos. those little features. you'll notice that shepherd's face in one of these photos is a little weird. it was circus day for the big kids at school, and everyone (including shepherd) wanted their face painted like a tiger. so we did. and shepherd also wanted to be in your newborn photos, so he was. and that is your life. siblings who want to be next to you, but who also identify as tigers.


>>> important note. our good friends from nyc also had a baby 3 weeks after you. and we believe you two were kindred spirits and friends in the premortal life. you two are already peas in a pod and i cannot wait to see you and alice grow up together.
>>> the smiling has already started. at around 8 weeks you were following people with your eyes and smiling. i think that was sooner than your siblings, but can't verify. we just know you're a very happy baby.
>>> with your great grandpa beckman.
>>> with grandpa and grandma hanks.
and your middle name, marie, comes from your great grandma holmes. grandma susy's mom. and apparently she was a very funny, very bright grandma to your dad. he remembers her french toast. and people have mentioned her quick wit. i think you'll end up having some of her character traits and that would be wonderful.
>>> all your cousins on the hanks side.
as i write this, you are 10.5 weeks old already. you're eating about 5oz at each feeding and still waking up around 1am and 5am. we need to work on that because mommy is struggling. BUTTTTTT you are worth it. our home has never been louder, but it has also never been more fun. i have never used my "mommy voice" so much, but i have also never laughed so hard. you came into quite a peculiar home, but we're honored you'd choose us.
love you to the moon and back CMS (dang, those are good initials). welcome home.
love,