Last Monday I felt great, really great. The spinal headache was gone, Cate was doing good, we all even went out to dinner. No one told me how HUNGRY breastfeeding would make me.
But then on Wednesday afternoon, I walked Cate into her room to change her diaper (meanwhile Henry is loudly stalking a lizard in the dining room – we still haven't found it…) and started to bleed heavily. Like grisly-murder-in-our-house type of bleeding. Fortunately, Telfer was on his way home and we immediately went to the hospital. I had a D&C to remove a little leftover piece of the placenta, which honestly, wouldn't have been that big of a deal except that I began hemorrhaging after the surgery and lost half my blood volume. Two blood transfusions, one night in the hospital with a fast-food eating roommate, a husband who couldn't stay in the said room and a breast-feeding baby left us pretty discouraged at the end of last week.
Again with God's timing…Mendy's visit coincided with most of the trauma/drama and she has been absolutely invaluable help, as has Telfer (who had to forgo a professional trip to Florida this weekend). Today I feel pretty good: I am showered and dressed and I think we are even going out to lunch with Chris and Mendy to celebrate Telfer's birthday (tomorrow). I am so thankful for so many things. God is good all of the time.
There are lots of new pictures on the flickr link. Cate is getting chubbier and naturally, we think she is the cutest baby in the world. And she is getting a little cranky at the moment so I had better go…