Well...
Fast forward to Thanksgiving. Nothing. My parents came to town. Nothing. My actual due date, November 28, rolled around. Nothing.
I tried everything I could think of. Except one thing.
A few days later a friend convinced me to try castor oil. It was the last thing I wanted to consider. I'd heard horror stories. But as my mom's days in town neared to an end, I was desperate. So I tried it. On Thursday, November 30, around 8:30 p.m., I drank some with a glass of orange juice (per the friend's instructions).
It worked like magic. I woke up shortly after 1 a.m. that morning with some serious contractions happening. We headed to the hospital around 4 a.m. on December 1. I was already dilated to a 6. And just before Noon, our little Britta was born.
Despite what the doctors thought via ultrasound, she was not big. In fact, she was my smallest baby weighing 7 pounds 9 ounces and measuring 20 inches long.
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| Britta Paula Reeve, 7 lbs. 9 oz., 20 inches long |
She's beautiful. Her little body has some muscular problems doctors are trying to figure out, but she is one of the loveliest things I have ever seen. And we are all so in love with her.
Welcome to our world baby Britta!
| Paige and Marin are smitten and fight about who gets to hold her and help change her diaper. |

1 comment:
Lucky sisters!!
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