Abels Baby Blessing

Holy Moly! Its been a long time since I have updated my blog.

Okay,
So uhm since the last post we had a baby and named him Abel Wayne Harline. He is now 4 months old. Last night was a long night for poor Abel he was pretty backed up. Abel had a series of blow outs on me, Rich, the carpet, the rug, towels, clothes and up our arms. Oh course we took pictures on the phone camera during this crisis. We figured we would laugh about it later.

I quit working at Diamond Ranch Academy as a therapist in December about a week before I had Abel. Abel was 3 weeks early. My water broke in the middle of the night when I went to the bathroom for the cazillionth time and took a leap over my dog to the bed. The water breakage was so small and slow I wasnt comletely convinced it was my water. So at 2 am I said outloud, "Uhm" then again a couple minutes later as I felt more leakage. Finally, Rich said, "What!" I said, "I think my water broke," we read part of the book What to Expect When Your Expecting for about an hour. Then, Rich quickly went back to sleep while my mind was racing the rest of the night.
In the morning I told Rich to go to work; while I went to the hospital to find out if my suspicions were correct. I called my dad to go with me so Rich wouldnt take precious time off so he could be with me during the most crucial part of labor.
So 24 hours later and dialated to a ONE! Ready to die, and scream I convinced my Dr. to give me a C-section.
The relaxing breathing was long past relaxing, I was sick and tired of being in labor and everytime I felt a pang I clenched up and complained madly. The spinal relief came about the time I was ready to get my baby out myself and relieve myself from this nightmare.
Abel was 5 lbs and 8 oz and he lost 6 oz in a week. Baby Abel was born to suck, however not on me. I realized by breast pumping I was nearly starving my little one and quickly went to the bottle.
He began to gain weight slowly due to his inability to keep food down. His sphinkter muscle was not fully developed which made him spit-up all he consumed. The Pediatrician recommended putting rice in his formula so it would be thicker and would be more difficult to spit-up.
The last appointment we went to, the Dr. said Abel was finally on the growth chart, so no longer a preemie he is about 12 lbs and 23 in long.