Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Welcome Malachi!


Well, this one was definitely a new and different birthing experience!  Malachi decided to be prompt and arrive on his due date (my other two were each at least a week passed their dates). 

It was funny, because while we were putting the kids to bed, I joked with my hubby that tonight was probably the night because I was irritable and didn’t want anyone touching me—just like I wanted to go be alone somewhere.  We decided to watch a movie until bed.  I was feeling kind of sick-ish by bedtime and thought I’d had too much to eat earlier and was in for a night of heartburn.  I went to the bathroom before bed and then as I was heading upstairs, my water broke.  That completely shocked me because my first birth, they ruptured my waters, and the second time, we aren’t sure when my water broke, but it was intact when we arrived at the hospital and I was well into labor.  I had been having some pressure waves, but they were spaced between 8 and 12 minutes apart, so I figured it was just more warm-ups. I was a little concerned that things might not pick up the way I would like once my water broke and I wasn’t already in a good active pattern.

Our ride to the hospital was comfortable, and my waves were between 4 and 8 minutes apart by the time we arrived at about 12:45.  I was measured at 3-4cm and 80% effaced.  We found out that Baby Thumper had moved and was occiput posterior again, despite my earlier spinning babies success, and we needed to do some work to get the baby to move down and into position.  So we started walking, and walked until around 3am.  We ran into a granddaddy in the hall who asked how we were doing and we chatted a bit only to find that he was there to support his daughter who is 5 months pregnant and was pretty sure she was miscarrying.  He was so kind to us in spite of his own trauma, and I promised to pray for them.  When we finished walking, my waves were increasing in intensity, so I decided I would like to try sitting on a birthing ball for a bit and putting on my relaxation tracks.  Our midwife, Kim, had arrived at the hospital by this point and was so sweet to get the ball ready for me and find me some snacks.

Ben was able to catch about a 2 hour nap at this point and I worked on squatting as deeply as I could, circling my hips, trying to breathe the baby down.  In between surges, I was praying for the family we met in the hallway, as well as for our birthing. 

Around 5 ish I felt like resting, so I hopped up in bed and my midwife put me in the Texas Roll position on my side to try to get the baby to rotate.  I was at a 6 at this point and really focusing.  The nurses came in twice to try to get a Hep Lock placed during this time for pitocin after birth (I have had big babies in the past, and since this was #3 they were concerned about the possibility of hemorrhage).  This was incredibly painful, because my veins were rolling all over the place and they could not get one in.  It took me out of my relaxation something fierce, and it took me a good couple of minutes of intentional focus to get back to close to on-track.  The waves were still pretty intense in my back, so my midwife had me get up in hands and knees position, which really moved things along.  I wasn’t quite prepared for how much it would change the game, but I was able to view it as progress, so even though the intensity was greater, I could tell more work was being accomplished, and for that, I was grateful. 

I found that this birthing was not really what I visualized at all, and I got a bit discouraged as the sun came up and my baby was not yet in my arms.  I had envisioned it being as speedy as my last birthing.  What really helped me get beyond that was recognizing benchmarks and internally reminding myself.  I thought to myself that I was getting to a place where I felt like I couldn’t do it anymore, and I knew enough to tell myself that I didn’t have to for much longer, because I must be really close to transition/transformation.  Sure enough with my next big wave, I started to throw up, surprising everyone else who thought I had farther to go than that because of my calm.

It was about now that they tried the 2nd time for the Hep Lock—not fun!  But I got through it.  Decided I needed to go to the restroom; the walk there and back felt pretty productive, and by the time I got back to the bed, I wanted to get back on my side to get ready to push.

I started for the bed and a wave hit me, so I grabbed onto the side of the bed and tried to climb on, only it is a bed that breaks down, and somehow, I broke it down in the process, so mid-wave, half of my bed fell to the floor.  Looking back it was pretty hilarious—definitely unexpected!  Everyone rushed around putting it back together, and then it was pretty much time that my body started pushing.  My midwife was great; continually reminding me to “blow baby down and into my arms.”  That really worked for me when I focused on it. 

And soon, little Malachi Benaiah came yelling into the world just as beautiful as could be, we snuggled, nursed, and I ordered breakfast!  It was pretty glorious in the end.  They did have to give me a short of Pitocin in my leg and another anti clotting med, because my bleeding wasn’t exactly what they wanted. Not as quick and easy as my last birth, but beautiful in other ways.  I learned about myself that I can do hard things, and do them well even with hiccups in the road and expectations that aren’t realized.  And in the end, I don’t think I would have had it any other way, except maybe a better positioned baby from the get-go. ;)  I’m in deep smit, and likely to remain so! 

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Maple Cornbread Goodness

I lost my Maple Cornbread recipe from my Grandma recently; not wanting that to happen again, I am posting it here as much for myself as anyone else who may tune in--since I haven't posted here in an age and a day!  Anyway, it is a treat of a recipe! <3


                   MAPLE CORNBREAD

     1 cup cornmeal
     1 cup flour
     4 teaspoons baking powder
     1/4 cup sugar
     1/2 teaspoon salt
     1 egg
     1 1/3 cup milk
     1/3 cup maple syrup
     1/3 cup oil

Mix dry ingredients.  Add liquid and mix.  Pour into greased
9 by 9 pan.  Bake at 375 degrees 20 minutes or till done.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Little house BIG woods for sale!

Hi all! We have been trying to sell our little house for a year come-November, and haven't had much luck! We moved out of state for Ben's job and had to leave our little spot. I put together a slide show of the house and land with a link to the realtor's listing. If you know of anyone that might be interested, or you have any insights other than "The economy is in the dumper," or "Mortgage crisis, blah, blah, blah," we'd sure appreciate them!

Friday, July 9, 2010

Happy Birthday!

My parents came for their very first, in-person, celebration of Nehemiah's birthday last weekend. One of the gifts that he got was a Buzz Lightyear water rocket thing. He adores it! Here is a funified picture of the awesomeness that ensued. :)


Oh, and we made some fun 4th of July birthday cookies (originally found through the Crafty Crow)in lieu of a cake--they are fabulous and quirky and may be a new favorite for the 4th!

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Craving Community

I am coming to realize the depths of my deprivation of community living in the country. Many people fantasize about and truly love such a life; I had hoped to be one of them...I am not! And it is good to know about myself.

It is a breath of fresh air for me to live in a neighborhood again. I can bake cookies and bring them to my neighbors (not saying I have, but hey, I could!), I can offer my assistance to one of the many elderly widows on our street, and they remind me of the wisdom and love of old age--love that I have missed since my GG passed away. My son can yell out the window to his friends across the street and say hi to passersby as they walk.

I hurt my knee badly--tore my ACL, at one of the worst foreseeable times to do so. And the Lord is wrapping me in community. He is using it to care for me. For my kids. And for my spirit. And, I know that when I am back at it again, there are going to be places that I am needed to reciprocate. I am going to be an important part of my neighborhood, and I love that.

Thank you Jesus for walking with me, and showing me your care, even when things are a bit rough. Thank you for your provision. Thank you for my street, and my town, and my friends, new and old. You go before me always, and for that, I am forever grateful!

Blog Alert!

On the recommendation of my new friend Amber, I looked up this blog by the wife of one of the members of Selah. Her name is Angie Smith. My word; what a testament to the Lord and His preservation in sorrow and in joy.

Read on, but not without a big ole' box of tissues and some serious time to devote...can you tell it is the first day campers are at camp? It's going to be a late night, and I certainly found something to do!


Thursday, June 10, 2010

God Bless Iowa!

Well, what can I say? It has been a very rough last few day's here in the Frank household. Not only have we been in the middle of moving for the 2nd time in as many months, and all that comes with that, the painting, the packing, decisions, and chaos, with 2 little ones craving a return to their routine, but summer camp is starting for Ben, which means the return of the 80 hour work week for him. And about two days ago, I fell down some slick stairs at camp, twisting my knee and blowing my ACL in my left knee--not fun folks, not fun! And I should know, as I blew the very same one in high school--uugh!

But there is a bright spot in all of this loveliness, and it has been what I termed the "Just Add Franks" community we are encountering. You know, sort of like the "Just Add Water" baking mixes that come together unexpectedly easily. We have had people who are just getting to know us offer all sorts of help. I have had 2 people watching our kids at various times and for appointments, and our new friends/landlords brought us 2 freezer meals and a scrumptious egg bake and beautiful fruit salad last night. Breakfast was fit for kings this morning, and it was so nice! There are more offers of help that I am going to have to accept as well, thankfully--even though it is kind of tough for me to do sometimes.

My mom mentioned that she had heard that Iowa was the best place to raise a child according to a host of variables, and from what I have seen so far, I would have to agree. Hopefully this mentality rubs off on me. :) Come to think of it, one of my closest friends in MN who could always be counted on for these type of things is originally from Iowa. Dependable, sincere, and sweet are the virtues I am encountering, and it is refreshing!

Thank you Lord and new friends for this provision, we need it!

Monday, May 10, 2010

Auntie Erin!


This one deserved it's very own post...I'm now an auntie to a niecey! My brother John and sister-in-law Melissa, and their son Austin, welcomed a new family member this morning. Le joli petit bébé, Addison Rose! Addison tipped the scales at a whopping 4 pounds 15 ounces and is 19 inches long. I am psyched to have a niece, because I so enjoyed being one to my many amazing aunties! I am chomping at the bit to get a bigger photo than the one my brother texted me this morning, and when I do, I'll edit this post to include it. Pink and bows and flowers and nieces, yippee! *clicks heels while jigging*





Life is a little outta' control!

Dear blog,

Oh how I have missed you! I promise I didn't mean to neglect you or our fair readers, but sometimes life happens!

So, the fam and I packed up and moved from the big woods to the little city--a whole state away! We got settled into our rental in record time thanks to lots of help from family and friends. This rental fits us perfectly--the size, layout, even the paint colors complemented our decor, and if I do say so myself, it looked fabulous. Too bad too, because 2.5 weeks later, someone else thought the same thing and bought our new house! (Now if only that would happen to the one still for sale in the big woods!)

So now we are looking into our options for housing in the little city. It ain't easy--we don't know if we can get a loan to buy what with our other house, and rentals here are few and far between. There was a 100 year storm last summer, and the entire town lost 1/2 their windows and siding, which means it takes a lot of time to rebuild. Many people are temporarily living in rentals until their houses are fixed up, which makes it crazy to try to find anything with more than 2 bedrooms that will also allow kids and a dog! God is taking care of us though, and there will be something that comes through.

Other than the housing debacle, we LOVE our new town. Nothing makes you appreciate all of the teensy details of living in a town like living in the boonies for a few years! There are some amazing parks, two grocery stores, a post office, and various other untold wonders, and, be still my beating heart, all of them are within a 5 minute car drive or probably a 30 minute walk. Shut up! I know; it's rocking our world right now!

It's funny too, because people can tell. They always comment on having seen us outside, and how happy they are that there are new kids in the neighborhood, and how we go to the parks--they're almost always empty, but then again, it goes back to being deprived of all that for awhile. I'm sure we'll make good use for some time to come.

Oh, and another wonder? Pizza delivery. Yup, you heard right--we can now receive fresh, hot pizza on our doorstep in 30 minutes! The heavens have opened and smiled down on me!

And the people have been fabulous. We had a welcome reception with gifts and dinner, help moving in, some people stop by to mow our lawn, free babysitting, a meal dropped off in the chaos, play dates scheduled, connections made, a may basket with candy and encouragement, and other stuff I am sure to have left out.

All in all, I am puzzled about the housing, but I know this is where God has brought us, and that is thrilling.

Thanks for your prayers and kindness. I'm missing my peeps in the big woods, but it is great to be here too. I'll try to be better about keeping y'all posted!


Nehemiah lovin' on the play structure here at our rental--and look, no pacifier--we're so proud!

And Adelynne, now officially big enough to give Mama heart attacks by climbing to the top of the play structure to go down the slide by herself--oh my!