Max

This post is a month old. Meaning, the contents herein happened about a month ago.

A month ago Max was born. We called the baby Max pretty much from the beginning of my pregnancy, even after we found out that "Max" was actually "Maxine".

There were several things I wanted done before she arrived. 1. I was repainting a dresser that I wanted finished. 2. I wanted Katy to be home. 3. I wanted my home a teensy bit more organized (read, unjunkified).

Through the month or so before my due date, Sara helped me with the de-junkifixation. Friday before my due date, Katy came home. Saturday before my due date John Lee brought the dresser over. Sunday, my due date, I went into labor.

All day long my contractions were easy, and we only left for the hospital (1 1/2 hours away because John Lee and my doula thought we should. I didn't.

Turns out, they were right.

We got to the hospital at 7:30 and after much labor and contractions and pushing, she was born at 1:49 on Monday morning. Via repeat cesarean.

Even that didn't really go according to plan. I lost more blood than I should have, she had to have her stomach pumped.

We both recovered fairly quickly, and went home on Wednesday.

We choose the name Georgiana Rhoda Elaine instead of Max (although Adeline and I both slipped up a few times and actually CALLED her Max). Her middle names are after JL's and my grandmothers, who just happened to share the name Rhoda. Elaine is after my mom (middle name). Georgiana is just a name we liked.

Adeline was thrilled with her sister.