Friday, January 22

Little Jellyfish

I'm trying trying to make sure I take more pictures of this girl. She's no where near as smily as Keaton was--but her sweet thoughtful faces are just as precious!

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This adorable set of pjs is a hand-me-up from her future best friend, Arbor. It's so soft and cute and has ruffles and is basically the epitome of what you'd want in clothes for a little girl. It's covered in jellyfish and mermaids. Winning.

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She's currently spent two nights sleeping in her room and it's going well. It's mostly decorated--just a few more things to finish and it'll be complete! The gallery wall (which you can see a few glimpses of) is my favorite part!

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There are some sneaky smiles! She likes to smile at people, so she's not too interested in smiling when I have a camera in front of my face.

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Those hands are her favorite. So glad I have a few shots of her sticking her chubby fingers in her chubby face. I do have to pry them out of her mouth sometimes to nurse her--wonder if she's going to be a permanent finger sucker like Braden! I always thought the thumb sucking made him a better sleeper, so part of me wouldn't mind...

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And some silly faces. We love her so much!

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Wednesday, January 13

A Guest Post from my Sister: Dr. Mom

Hey there.  Rachel's sister (Laura) checking itn  I had a baby 7 weeks ago, and thought it'd be fun to write a little post about being a new mom!!  Here are my Top 5 Lessons I've learned since becoming a mom.  I'll include a cute picture of my baby girl, Elliot, after each one to keep it interesting.

1- Be nice to the people you went to high school with.
I went into labor with the plan to get an epidural, as long as it wasn't one of the anesthesia residents who I dislike on call that day.  This is the downside to delivering at the hospital you work at: you know all the Ob and anesthesia residents a little too well.  There were a small handful of anesthesia residents who I wouldn't trust to shake my hand, let alone stab a needle in my back.  But lucky me!  I got one of the great ones.  A long long time ago, in a town far far away, I went to Andover High School with a fella named Zack.  Thirteen years later, Zack is the anesthesia resident giving me my epidural!!  As you will soon learn, I did not have an easy labor, so Zack quickly became the new love of my life.  So be nice to everyone you went to high school with, someday they may be the most important person in your world.

2- It's possible to have the worst and best moment of your life within the same 3 hours.
My labor was long.  We went through 5 different nurses, who each did an 8 hours shift.  For the math impaired, that means I was in labor for 40 hours.   For friends of Rachel, that is longer than all of her marathons combined.  Also longer than all of her labors combined.  But I was a trooper for 38 hours.  We listened to relaxing music,  bounced on yoga balls, and laid in all kinds of crazy positions to try to get the baby to move, but she was very cozy and content in Hotel Uterus.  I started pushing at 36 hours of labor.  But after 2 hours, I had made no progress and I LOST IT.  Usually, I'm the kind of gal who doesn't get overwhelmed or give up EVER.  Heck, I did a Whipple (8 hours surgery to remove pancreatic cancer) three weeks before I gave birth, and didn't even take a bathroom break. But after pushing for 2 hours, I hit the lowest point of my whole life.  I couldn't stop crying and I refused to push for about 30 minutes.  It was awful.  I can make myself cry just thinking about it.

Fast forward another 2 hours, and my baby girl was born!!  We did the whole granola, crunchy, hippy, put-the-baby-on-my-chest-even-though-she-is-still slimy thing and it was AMAZING.  The combination of sleep deprivation, adrenaline, all the labor hormones and her big blue eyes made me so high that I cannot even describe it.  It almost makes me forget about the terrible 40 hours that lead up to it.  Almost.


3- Embrace the good hard.
I went back to my job as a general surgery resident 5 weeks after Elliot was born.  If you've ever watched Grey's Anatomy, then you know exactly what life as a resident is like: attractive co-workers, long coffee breaks, and plenty of time to shower everyday and look normal.  Oh, no, wait.  It's the exact opposite.  Being a resident is HARD.  We work a lot, and it's very physically and mentally demanding.  It's a good hard, though.  My job gives me so much joy and satisfaction that I would never consider doing anything else.  Same thing with being a new mom.  It's HARD, but its a GOOD HARD.  I went back to work with the attitude that I was incredibly blessed to have TWO things that both fill my heart with so much happiness- being a surgeon and being a mom.  I figured that the amount of joy I got from each would help me gloss over the difficult parts of making them fit together.

I've learned that having two "good hard" things in my life is a roller coaster.  Sometimes the good wins- I have an awesome day operating and come home to a sweet, happy girl.  But sometimes the hard wins- Elliot stays up all night, and I have to be up at 4:30am for another 14 hour day.  I can't expect the goodness to always outweigh the hardness, but I try to remember that it's a yin-yang sort of thing.  The goodness is gooder because of the hardness.

4- Don't ask for help.  Demand it.
Pregnancy and motherhood have changed me in one very obvious way- I am much more confrontational.  Before pregnancy, I let a lot of stuff slide because I disliked confrontation and conflict... I wouldn't call out the junior resident who was slacking,  I would rearrange my schedule continuously to fit the needs of my co-resident and attendings, I would put myself second all the time.   Overall, I felt like I needed to be a but more assertive, but never really knew how to do that (and it seemed like a lot of work).  Enter pregnancy hormones.  I spoke my mind.  I took time off when I needed it.  I called people out for being slackers or passive aggressive.  I think I settled into a much better balance of being nice but firm.

The biggest challenge I've faced coming back to work has been pumping.  I have to pump every 3-4 hours, but often I'm in 6-8 hours long operations.  So I have to arrange for other residents to scrub me out for a break, which is not a common request.  Most residents will never take a break from a surgery during their whole residency, and I'm taking a break from basically every case. The first day I needed someone to scrub me out, I asked around to all the mom-residents.  The second day, I figured I'd include all the female residents. By the third day, I decided to include anyone who benefitted from breast feeding, ie anyone who had every been born.  Now I've stopped asking and starting just telling people when and where I need to be scrubbed out.  And I've stopped apologizing to the attendings who get  a rotating group of residents in their OR.  When I need help, there is nothing wrong with telling people what the plan is without negotiation (nicely).

Slight aside (not related to motherhood at all)-  I think I've developed a very nice way to phrase my demands where they don't sound demanding but its clear what is expected.  I have started "giving permission" to do things that I need done.  I say, "My next pump break will be at 3pm, so you can scrub in then."  Or  "You can go ahead and start working on that thing I told you to do."   It suits me well because I am definitely telling someone what to do without question, but it sounds nice.  I guess it could sound passive aggressive if you said it with the wrong tone, but I always say it with the tone that I am nicely granting them permission to do something. 


5- Keep Sabbath.
After I came back to work, I had a Jewish rabbi as a patient who was very concerned about being discharged before sunset on Friday so that he could keep Sabbath. Something about him stuck with me.  I've always liked the idea of having a weekly day of rest,  but its impossible as resident since I work many Sundays.

I can't keep a whole day without work because that's insane- but I'm trying to set aside special time where I hang out with Danny and Elliot and don't multi- task.  Last Saturday morning, I hung out with Elliot for about 2 hours and didn't play on my phone, watch TV, or try to fold laundry/do dishes/clean the house.   My to do list will never be empty no matter how much I multitask; but my little girl is only going to be little for a while.  So when I have the opportunity, I try to keep a little, few hour block of time each weekend as Sabbath with my baby where I just rest and appreciate her.

That's all!  My daughter is the best.

Sunday, January 10

Merritt || Four Months

Four months! One third of a year! Hooray!

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I like to say that four months is my favorite age (but every other age is a pretty close second.) She's happy playing on her own on her play mat or sitting in her bumbo. She smiles when you look at her (a sneaky small smile, nothing like the huge open mouth grins from Keaton) and giggles when you nuzzle her neck or tickle her belly. The boys still love her--it brings me so much joy to see how sweet they are to her. As soon as she cries, Braden lets me know that she needs milk or her lamb. He wanted to sit in her crib with her today and it was the sweetest.

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It's nice that she's at an age where any face will entertain her--if she's fussing and I need to finish cooking dinner or running I can have one of the boys sit with her and talk to her, and that generally buys me some time. Finley and Braden are pretty willing to sit next to her and sing or play with her for a bit.

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She's doing a good job rolling from her belly to her back. She frequently flips herself to her back in bed after being a pretty solid belly sleeper for the past few months. She's a pretty good napper--she still falls asleep without being nursed most of the time which I feel like is an important skill. I try to get her three naps everyday but its sometimes hard to get them all in with all the running around we do. She's a decent nighttime sleeper--going down around 8 and getting up when I wake her to leave to take the boys to school, between 8 and 9. I normally nurse her around 11 when I go to bed, and then one or two times during the night, depending on how much she misses me. She can totally go all night, and sometimes goes 5 or 6 hours, but generally keeps it closer to 3 or 4. Or 2. Punk baby.

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We're on the second round of ear--one more and I'm going to get an ENT referral because I'm not at all excited about going down the horrible road we did with Keaton. If she needs tubes, I want to get them as soon as they can! At her four month check up, she was 25 inches long and weighed 15 pound--70th percentile across the board. She's got some good chunk on her thighs and cheeks.

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Apparently I didn't get any pictures of her favorite thing--sucking on her second and third finger. Oh how she loves those fingers. I often have to pry them out of her mouth to get her to eat!

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On the whole she's just sweet. Sweet sweet sweet. Such an easy baby and basically my favorite little girl in the whole world. Also, can you see that little dimple juuuust to the right of her mouth? Just barely? It's there.

Thursday, December 31

Christmas Recap

I'm beginning to realize I need to adapt--the style of blogging and photographing that served me well for many years isn't working quite as well now. More pictures are taken on my phone and I seem to have less big events that I'm whipping out the Canon for. Also, my arms are generally full of kids and said kids tend to be less cooperative. I generally don't post phone photos here but you know what? Sometimes thats what I have. So here's a hodge podge recap of Christmas related events, and the semi-resolution to try to be a better family archiver next year. I miss writing and I don't want my children to not have these precious memories to look through when they are older! Today is January 1, and Finley has already asked me where our "family year book" is from 2015. Give me a break, kid. But for posterity's sake... here's the 2015 Christmas card. First time in many years I didn't design it!

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All the boys had Christmas events--Braden's was the kind where the kids have a treat and the parents stand and watch... so no pictures. Keaton's was a darling little sing a long that was several kinds of cute. He and Elisabeth are in class together for the second year, and still going strong as a duo of silent, bossy, tiny children.

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Finley's school had a pretty legit Christmas program. He knows all sorts of Christmas hymns now--including Silent Night in German!

Both of our families came to visit for Christmas. I was so excited to meet my sister's baby girl, Elliot. She's eight weeks younger than Merritt and still was a squishy newborn. Ahh, they grow so fast. It's exciting to have a cousin on the Grimmer side of the family--and one so close in age to Merritt! If she's going to be the only girl, I'm glad she's got a girly cousin in her corner!

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And I couldn't pass up the opportunity to put the girls in matching Christmas outfits. I think Laura and I should probably recreate this pose ever year we can manage to hold them up! We also saw Star Wars (spoiler alert: the stars win) and it was a big hit with everyone. The boys wore their Halloween costumes and everyone was remarkably well behaved in the theater.

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We spent actual Christmas with Sol's family--and I managed to get everyone in footie pajamas!!!! Well, except Merritt because they didn't make them that small. And we had to cut the feet off Finley's in the morning because they were giving him a blister. But they all matched and were super cute.

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Santa was good to the boys--Finley was thrilled to get the Lego Millenium Falcon, which has managed to stay intact so far. And I also got him the Doctor Who Lego set which he was so surprised and excited by! Here's two time lapse videos of him building...

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We got a semi-decent family picture in front of the tree!

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The rest of break was filled with playing with new toys, quick trip(s) to Houston to see friends and eat Tacos and trying to knock things off our to do list and keep our kids alive.

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We were so blessed in 2015--and can't wait to see what 2016 holds!

Monday, December 21

Pictures with Santa

We loved getting our photos taken with Santa this year--with our sweet little girl getting to join in! Our pictures from last year were so fun, we had to do it again.

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The photographer's set up was so clever-- she had the kids all sit together and be sweet for a minute while Santa snuck out behind them! We didn't have any Santa related fear this year, but Keaton was very suspicious of Mr. Claus. He scooted very close to Finley and was nervous!

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He eventually warmed up to him and all the boys gave him a big hug. I seriously cracked up at the pictures of them clambering all over Santa!

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Thursday, December 10

Merritt || Three Months

Three months!

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This girl is sweet for days--we're so lucky to have her! I think her eyes are for real blue and she's started losing some of the very sparse hair on her sweet head. Maybe due to the typical case of cradle cap we're battling. She's stingy with the smiles... not at all like Keaton who used to (and still does!) gape at you with big open mouth smiles. But the smiles and giggles are slowly becoming more frequent and they kind of make us melty.

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Tummy time is rough. She spends a lot of time in a carrier, so I feel like her head control is pretty good. She can roll off her belly and almost off her back.

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She seems just so big to me--and she still is for her age. She's a little over 14 pounds--a bad cold set her back a bit when she wasn't in the mood to eat for awhile, but I think she's rebounded. Her cheeks are chubby and her thighs are chunky, just the way I like them. I'm fully aware that we're reaching the four month mark... where my babies thin down and also sleep less. Remind me to cherish month three before it all falls apart.

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Merritt is a good sleeper (knock on wood incessantly) and was a GREAT sleeper when she was sick. She's really great in the day time--almost always I can put her down awake and she falls asleep on her own. Maybe I'm just getting really good at reading babies and finding the sweet spot to put them down. Or she's just awesome. She averages just under 5 hours at night... hopefully we can keep improving. But as I'm reminded by the three boys who sleep upstairs--it's fleeting. They all sleep plenty eventually. It's my honor to get to feed her and take care of her!

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I love her snotty nose and drooly mouth and still kind of folded over ear and her watery eye. And her soft cheeks and her scaly scalp.

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Apparently I didn't get a picture of her two favorite things--sucking on her little fists and bottom lip. But I did get some slightly different faces: thoughtful, concerned and barely entertained.

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Love you Mer! (We're still working on nicknames... mainly how to spell Meri/Merri.)

Thursday, November 26

Thanksgiving Parties

Both our big boys had sweet Thanksgiving events this year--and Sol got to attend both with me! First up was Braden--he was supposed to pick an Indian name and after much deliberation he chose... Lego Drawer. Because he likes Legos and he likes drawing. It works. He was a precious little performer--singing sweetly and doing the actions.

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We had a traditional meal of trail mix. Everyone was given a little baggie that had a mixture of symbolic snacks in them. I pretty much just ate the bugles.

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Finley's event was a true feast--all the families (except us--slackers!) brought a dish and the kids sang a song that I apparently didn't record. Finley and his pals were all very silly Pilgrims.

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Tuesday, November 24

Merritt Miscellany

Sometimes I just take pictures of her. Hopefully in 18 years, when she's picking out a baby picture for some graduation related activity, she'll be happy that these are all here. Assuming people still use computers and hard drives and jpgs. This all may be in vain.

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She likes looking at the bright windows (like most babies do) and she has chubby cheeks that are super soft and squishy.

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She was beginning to fall asleep and making such content, sweet faces in these... she was so tired, and happy to have a full belly and a view of her number one fan (me).

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