3.0

Yesterday afternoon right after Chris left for work, the girls and I settled down on the couch for a nap. They both fell asleep right away and I was thankful for a little break and some peace and quiet. All of a sudden BOOM! Our house shook. Hula and Lily looked at me and I looked at them. We all had that "What the..." look on our faces.

All I could think of was that lightening struck the ground really, really close, but there was no thunder. It still seems strange to me how much rain we get here but there is rarely any lightening and thunder, something that is much more common in Colorado.

I texted Chris to tell him something had happened, whatever it was and to let him know we were ok. The big old oak tree that lives behind our house was still standing and we weren't sliding down the mountain despite the 6+ inches of rain we've gotten in the last 2 days.

A bit later on the news it was reported that there was seisemic activity in our area! The University of Maine's seicometer recorded a 3.0 earthquake at at 4:42 pm and a 1.1 aftershock about 20 minutes later.

Sam

And along came Sammabean.

At my 6 week  post pardum appointment after Pie was born, I was urged to go on the mini pill. I had been reading and reading and reading some more about all the benefits of breastfeeding and knew that exclusive breastfeeding suppressed ovulation. The statistics were better than those of the mini pill.

Taking the pill just did not sit right with me. I felt like I was doing the wrong thing every night I took it. After 3 weeks I stopped.

I still had not had a post pardum period and my body was not back to "normal" yet. Once again Chris knew I was pregnant. I kept denying it thinking I was just still carrying pregnancy fat on my belly. After more urging, I tested again. Yep another +!

Pie was only 4 months old when I got pregnant with Sammabean which put them 13 months, 1 week and 1 day apart. I was facing another c-section too, which didn't make me happy at all. But it went much smoother the second time around and I am so thankful to be a tandem nursing mom of "Irish twins".

I truely think God was talking to me when I went off the pill. I had put my fate in becoming a mother in God's hands before Pie was born and knew that I could trust that He knew what was meant to be. I am so thankful He blessed us with Sam.

Pie Berry Crunch

This is my first born Monkey, Pie Berry Crunch. Chris and I had been married about 8 years before we decided that we wanted kids. We got pregnant but suffered a miscarriage and then 6 long years of infertility. Once I accepted our fate of not ever having kids we started to get on with our life and enjoyed riding our new Harley, I became pregnant with Pie.

It was Chris who realized I was pregnant first. For some reason he could keep track of my cycles without the help of a calander. He talked me into testing and we finally got the + we never thought we'd see.

I was expecting to be considered "high risk" because of my age (34 at the time) and previous history. But my pregnancy went very smooth, up until it was eviction time. My water broke on our due date 12-21, but my body wouldn't cooperate and Pie was born by c-section at 11:27pm.

We struggled with breastfeeding for a few weeks. Thanks to my incredible sister and wonderful husband, who both encouraged me and wouldn't let me give up when almost everyone else thought I should, she's been a boobie baby every since.

I have no plans to "wean" her. She will stop nursing when she is good and ready.

Her nickname "Pie" kind of evolved as we spent more and more time together. It started out as SweetiePie or SugarPie. Pie just seemed to go with all the cute names I came up with for her. After awhile it just got shortened to "Pie". Her sister calls her Pie and she even refers to herself as Pie. I'm not quite sure how that is going to go when she starts school!!