Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Montgomery in the Midst

Montgomery Day 3



The relationship line right under my pinky
About 15 years ago in New Hampshire my twin sister and I had a hand reading done by a friend.
She was excited to see the differences and similarities in the hands of twin sisters.
In a reading they often look at one hand, what you come into the world with, and another, what destiny you have created....


All of that is a bit foggy in my mind, but what is still crystal clear to both my twin sister and I is this: We each have a strong relationship line with two marks through the line and two marks that did not touch the same relationship line. The reader surmised that we may each have two children in our immediate family and that the two floating may be our twin sisters children.
As of January 24, 2015, the prophecy is complete. Montgomery William was born and he made the fourth line.  We each have two children with our husbands plus two more children that we love as our own.

As a labor support person I am used to meeting the laboring couple at the hospital and offer emotional and physical support through labor and delivery.
With my sister's labor I arrived 2 days before to be near her. Our 3 older children were two hours away in the loving hands of their grandparents (our parents). They experienced a pig barn filled with 500 piglets and rode their trikes in grandpa's basement for hours.




My sister and I did lovely things together that are nearly impossible with three little people in tow.  We went out to a slow dinner, with a tasting tray and courses, we cleaned and displayed heirloom china, and wandered through Michael's and Target choosing stickers and treats for our little valentines.
While walking the isles of Target my sisters breathing changed. We both knew it was time to go home and relax.  She turned on a chick flick and I made dinner for us and one for the freezer.  We relaxed, I stitched on the couch beside her, then retired to bed early, thinking we might be awoken in the night.



Labor:
I was awoken at 6 am Saturday morning.  She was pretty sure we would be going in soon.  We timed contractions, talked a lot about their intensity, and at about 9 am went to the hospital.
We were sent away after little progress. A little adventure followed, complete with a large meal in the hospital cafeteria, numb arms from carrying packed bags through many hallways, and several discussions of what we should do. We stayed close in case things progressed.  They did not, so we went home where everyone would be more comfortable.  We napped, chatted, repacked the hospital bag, stitched, and as evening came, labor resumed full force.  When my sisters sounds became guttural, we loaded into the car again.  This time arriving at the hospital within 1 1/2 hours of Montgomery's birth.
It was easy supporting my sister through labor.  We can communicate sometimes without words. I massaged the muscles that were aching, applied oils, and stepped away when she needed space.
Once labor was steady she had a quick, beautiful, unmedicated birth.

Mama and Baby

Labor support comes easy to me. I love doing it.
What I was not prepared for was the extreme emotion pouring from my heart and eyes when this little lad was born.
He was blue, the cord was wrapped once around his neck and intertwining around his body. He took his good old time to cry.
This is usually when a tear slips down my cheek and I hold the mother's hand while the father watches them weigh and assess the baby.
For little Montgomery I followed him, glancing over at my sister long enough to see if she was alright. She was in the care of the most gentle OB I have ever met.  My eyes were instantly back to my nephew. His Daddy and I were in an emotional trance.  The little guy was grunting instead of crying and they were pounding on his back and intentionally aggravating him to get the mucous out of him. His Oxygen and sugar levels were low. He overcame both and was finally placed back on his Mama's chest. The rosy color came to his skin, robust nursing was pursued, and peace came back into my heart.
I breathed again, deep lovely breaths filled with emotions.

Auntie Andrea with  Baby Montgomery

My sister was amazing.  After a very long labor, and an incredibly quick delivery, her body was in great shape for her recovery.
When the adrenaline wore off, I crashed on a cot close by. I awoke in the early hours to fall in love with my little nephew again. As I rocked him and gazed at his peaceful presence, I thought of how much I love this child. His big sister is dear to my heart. She can turn me to gush with a few words and test my patience just like my boys.  These two, my niece and nephew, will always be loved by me. I will treat them similar to my own.  My two boys will be blessed and loved by my sister in the same manner. 
It is imprinted on our hands.

We waited in Kentucky for Montgomery to come home from the hospital.  My boys were excited to meet their new cousin.  Joel and Aria have loved each other since their first meeting.  Henri is often the third wheel in their duo. We so hoped for Henri to have the same type of cousin bond. 
As soon as Montgomery was taken out of his car seat, my little guy Henri was on the couch ready to hold him and love him.  When Montgomery was placed in his arms, Henri said, " Hi buddy. Are you going to be my little friend?" Montgomery was peaceful and looked up at him and the bond of cousins began.
Henri and Montgomery


These two have loved each other since their first meeting

Cousins


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