I was noticing as I got out the winter clothes a couple of weeks ago, that Clare now fits (although barely!) in the dress I bought for Samantha for Dad’s funeral. It’s funny the way time works, and the things that remind us.
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Ah, Clare
Regarding a diaperless Clare…
Lucy: “That is a pretty big bottom. I’d like to keep looking at it. ’Cause it’s pretty big.”
To Clare playing in the living room…
Samantha, in her sweetest cajoling mommy voice: “I appreciate you doing good. Thank you.”
Clare’s Birth Story
There isn’t all that much to say about Clare’s actual birth. It’s really the months leading up to it and the days following that make any kind of story at all. That said, be warned that this is really, really long.
When we found out we were pregnant again, we started looking for the next best thing to a home birth, because we didn’t think that there was a midwife nearby who would take us. So we looked into the new birthing center at Oschner in Baton Rouge, (actually, we looked at it before we found out we were pregnant…but who’s counting?) and it all looked pretty good. So we had a couple of appointments there, figuring that it was very close to Craig’s parents’ house, and only a tiny bit further from our house than we had to drive for Samantha’s birth.
Quotes from Clare’s 1st week
A little late, as she is now two weeks old! I thought I had already posted this.
I just wish I could remember them all…the girls have been on a roll!
Samantha: “Why your bottom is scary?” (“Scary” is how I described my incision. I don’t know why she thinks it’s on my bottom.)
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Grandma: “What we need is a yardstick.” exits toward room where yardsticks live.
Lucy: runs for the back yard to get a stick.
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Samantha (chalkboard eraser in hand): “I don’t want Lucy on there anymore.” (She tried to remove her drawing from the calendar.)
