My MIL kidnapped me yesterday… Not just me, thankfully, but all of us…The new grandbabies, and their Mamas… Sil#1 with her 3m old, Me & my 3w old, and Sil#2 with her 2w old…All girls (and we didn’t plan it… I do however suspect Nanny Annie was the one with the plan) 

So the three Mamas strapped our LOs into Nanny Annie’s suburban, the only vehicle big enough for three mamas & three carseats.. and we had room to spare! With Nan @ the wheel, we were off to find a resturant with enough room for all of us… Our first stop was the Pepto-Bismal Bistro (real name withheld) who had no room for this brood… Although i suspect it had more to do with the owner Mr. Fabulous not wanting three babes ruining his Atmosphere (It is where the Mucky-mucks eat)… Not a problem… we are lucky to have more eaterys then people in this small town, our money is better spent elsewhere.

I suggested we try “The New Place” as not only would they have room for all of us, but i was sure they’d love to have our business (having been open for only a week)

It must have been quite the sight the 7 of us piling out of the Suburban… Nanny Annie did the check…”Everyone have their babies? diaper bags? sanity?” check, check, and well i misplaced the last years ago.

Lunch was better then Fabulous… For a small town eatery i was impressed… very big city menu… And our babes loved it too. 

After lunch we stopped by the local baby store. The LO’s had finally drifted off so MIL offered to stay with them, while we went in… They were fed, and clean, so we thought it would be safe…

  As hard as it was not to buy everything, i did manage to score some more cloth diapers  and two really cute hats….  AIO cloth diapers are near impossible to find in my area, let alone in the small town i live in…I thought for sure i was the only one who used them…The CD i found still had the original price tag on them. I can’t even begin to say how excited i was to find them!

We maybe spent all of 10 minutes in the store, all of us beaming with our new found treasures for our newborn treasures… When we got outside I looked up to where the ‘burben was parked, I turned to SILs who hadn’t noticed yet.. MIL had stolen our babies!!  We had a good laugh while waiting for her to come back. We knew she’d come back…its one of the advantages to breastfeeding…

It was a wonderful afternoon, all in all… our first outing with the three babes..

I read a card at my baby shower that said ” welcome to the world, little one, we’ve all been waiting patiently for you to arrive” And i have… been waiting patiently*.

Nayeli Maia arrived May 5, @ 1:03pm… 6pounds 2 ounces, and 19 inches long. I can’t believe how tiny she is! Nor can i believe how much you can forget in 10yrs.

My birth story… Or Extraction…

Day 1….I didn’t have labour… i wasn’t allowed.. instead i had fake labour, where they stuck me in a labour room while i waited for the Dr.’s to enjoy their cup of coffee (which i didn’t mind, as it was monday, and i wouldn’t want to have a hungover dr about to slice me open)  SO and i faked labour from 9 to 12:30, and when SO finally decided to go get himself a cup of coffee, the Dr figured she was ready.

I walked to the OR, where they made me sit while they gave me a spinal (and a rash thanks to the sticky plastic they put on your back)… As soon as the spinal was in they made me lie down, where they then proceeded to poke me with pins to see what i could feel… SO tried to be supportive, but they kept pushing him out of the way… at one point telling him to sit down in the corner while they finished getting me ready…

Alien Autopsy… isn’t something you should watch right before surgery…. They put the blue curtain up and made SO sit beside my head. He kept trying to stand to see his LO meet the world, but they wouldn’t let this Son of a Farmer watch (he grew up helping his father do similar things to cattle)  I tried to watch the reflection in the ceiling, but it was fuzzy.

And then it was time… They told us they were going to pull the LO out…SO was allowed to watch this part…I wasn’t. Instead i stayed behind the blue screen…alone… SO was torn, he wanted to support me, but i felt he should be with the LO.. From behind the blue screen I heard her cry for the first time… From behind the blue screen I heard the nurses gush at how cute she was… From behind the blue screen i ached to hold her, to see her, to know she was ok….I waited for them to remember me….

And then they stitched me up.  SO brought over our LO for me to meet, and she was everything i had heard… beautiful…

We spent another 3 hours waiting for a) my feet to move, b)the neferologist (kidney dr.) to see me, and c) or a private room to open up (which we paid for out of pocket)

When we were finally allowed to move to our room, we were met by the Nanas, one Grampy, and two very eager older sisters…Everyone had waited so patiently for their newest family member to arrive.

 *excuse my spelling please, as i only have one arm and half a brain.