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Baby, Baby, and More....Baby

It has been another fantastic yet busy week here at the Abbott household.  When I last left off, I was preparing for my cooking group.  My manacotti turned out pretty good for a novice cook.  I was impressed with myself.  When I arrived, I was surprised with a baby shower with my cooking group girls!  It was such a wonderful gesture and I was so touched by their kindness.

Yesterday Ian and I attended our second child birthing class.  I thought I had learned and read everything to be learned about child birth, but I still learned a few things that I found so fascinating.  After birth, if the baby is placed skin-to-skin with the mother; the mother's body has the ability to regulate baby's body temperature, heart and breathing rate, and blood sugar level.  In addition to regulating baby's vitals, the mother's body then can absorb any bacteria the baby may have on him/her, create antibodies against that bacteria, and then provide those antibodies to the baby through colostrum within 20 minutes.  In class, we also practiced some various birthing positions and massage.  I didn't mind the massage portion (what woman doesn't mind a little massage), but the birthing positions were a little awkward to practice in a room full of people.  Personally, I am a little partial to the birthing ball.  Perhaps it is the kid in me.  Next week we are discussing comfort measures and medications and then taking a tour of the birthing center.   

Tonight, Ian and I are looking forward to spending time with our church group.  We tend to get together on Friday nights.  I couldn't imagine a better way to spend a Friday night.  We thoroughly enjoy spending time reading, praying, discussing, and eating with our group.  It's nice to have fellowship with other Christians--to turn to, to support one another through the difficult times and also the triumphs we endure in life.  Tonight, in addition to the regular study we do, we will be celebrating a birthday and also Haley's upcoming arrival to the world (this girl is spoiled already!).  

Well, there you have it.  Another glimpse into the Abbott life.  As you can imagine it is mostly consumed with baby, baby, and more baby.  I don't mind at all.  I am so eager to see how our lives change.  She hasn't even arrived yet and I am amazed to how much closer she has brought Ian and I.  This has truly been a wonderful experience and I am eagerly awaiting the future and what it brings....7 weeks and 5 days until our due date!  


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