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Well my mum was here for a total of 12 days and I can honestly say I dont really want her to go. She has done everything from nappies to dishes. She is a great cook and even a better nanna. I am truly a very blessed girl to have such a hands on mum who has truly made the birth of my fourth child such an easy affair.

She is leaving in the morning to go on the long drive home to Queensland, I know she is truly happy to be going home to dad. Thanks mum for being such a great mum something to truly live up to.

So now I left with all the great tasks of washing and cleaning and child raising you will probably hear from me a lot now with my whine of the day or should that be wine.lol It should be fun to see how I go. I reckon the first week will be the most full on than I should breeze through….. (let me have my fantasy)

Don’t be surprise to hear of me divorcing my husband every few days. Honestly there is no one that I love more in this world or that ticks me off more than him. Being married is hard work but I have heard it is quiet rewarding. I don’t know where you go to collect the reward but if you know please tell me.

Well my baby girl Sasha is 1 week old now and I can honestly say she is getting rounder and cuter everyday. James Letise and Samuel are so gentle with her although Samuels idea of love is to lay on top of her , the thing is he weights 10 times her weight, so we have to watch him. Samuel has learnt to kiss and it is the cutest thing I have ever seen.

I truly am a blessed tired mumma. I look forward to proving my husband wrong and keeping this blog up-to-date with my story.

God bless

“Sasha Lavelle Falk” It was a collaborative effort between me and my wife at the hospital tonight. I have never read through a baby names book before, it took a while

She is so alert for her age. Bree thinks the doctors may have got the dates wrong as Sasha is just so alert and strong for her age. Both Letise and Samuel were born premature also and they were not as alert nor as strong as little Sasha.

I thought Bree was coming home from hospital today, however the doctor on duty wanted to keep her one more night. The seperation is really difficult on the whole family. Samuel and Letise are really showing the sadness of not having their mum around and James is not eating properly. I know that I am not sleeping properly without her here, I am only getting between 3 and 4 hours sleep per night.

Bree’s mum is here taking care of the kids and doing the housework which is GREAT for me I can keep working while Bree is in hospital. Sounds like Bree will be in good hands when she comes home, not only does she have her mum and me but a midwife will also be visiting from time to time also.

Bree was blessed today with flowers, cards, gifts etc. Our church sent a huge bunch of flowers, a fruit platter and a little gift box with some new clothes for our little darling, very generous on their part, thanks guys! Special thanks to Nora, Robert, Tina and Frank also.

I thought I would do a CSI with the next couple of photos giving an indication of just how small she is with my wrist watch as a scale. Sasha was not impressed however and started to get upset, especially when I decided to put the watch on her! (silly daddy).

I just love this next photo, I think I will get this one blown up, I mean enlarged (not exploded) I think there is a nice bare patch on the wall where it can go, again I wanted to show how small she is in comparison to my hand this time.

Thanks again for looking, feel free to comment, don’t be shy it will be great to hear from you (Yes I am also talking to you Nanny & Poppy!)

Hi, this is Jason chiming in with our little bundle of joy that was born yesterday. “Princess” Falk (soon to be named) was born at 3:30pm on Wednesday the 19th of September. At 2.95kg (6.8 pounds) she was just 36 weeks old and beautiful healthy looking baby.

The Birth was very different than what I have been used to. As you know this is our forth child and having them so close together it was very routine for us, so much so in fact that Bree was so in control it was amazing. Never have I seen her so relaxed and at peace than with this birth. For those that don’t know we had complications with Sam our third child who is now 17 months old. Not wanting to go down that path again there should have been MUCH anxiety and stress leading up to and during this birth. Praise be to God however that through prayer we were able to find peace and Bree was able to find something that she has never had before, that is complete calm during the labor.

Bree was hooked up to the drip about midday and was breathing through all the contractions easily up to about 2pm when she requested the gas. From about 2pm she was really in pain but able to breath through all contractions remaining very focused. I was shocked at how “in control” she was and indeed the midwife was also impressed. Around 2:30pm she was wanting to push and this is when the pain was getting a bit much and she let out a couple of loudish moans. After trying to push on and offer for about 30 minutes Bree settled down again and it seemed the contractions were easing, at this point I thought we may be in for the long haul remembering our 3rd child Sam took about 7 hours to birth.

It was about 3pm and the contractions were seemingly getting stronger again, Bree was wanting to push all the time at this stage and although the baby was head down and getting closer and closer it was not showing itself yet. I was starting to get concerned at this stage because with Sam this exact thing happened and his heart rate started to drop, rapidly which is very dangerous for the life of the child. Because the birthing process is so strenuous on the baby it can actually die if the heart rate drops too much, and Sam (our third) was at the very dangerous level with the heart rate down to 70 beats. Optimal heart rate is 130+.

At 3:20 Bree was starting to yell “I’m ready”, “this is it”, I’m 10cm” etc. The midwife who had been on & off with her gloves & face mask was replying with “just breath through them Bree”, “You not quite there yet” etc. Bree was not having that however and She gave some big pushes and really started getting into it. After about another minute Bree gave a huge push and the head popped out! No time to get the gloves on the midwife frantically called for assistance and yelling to Bree don’t push while trying to get the cord from around the baby’s neck. But no sooner had she said “don’t push” that Bree pushed and POP out she came like a wet bar of soap squeezed out of your hand!

After much excitement, a trainee midwife’s frantic push of the “emergency” button and a room full of nurses and midwives all thinking that the worst had happened (the trainee pushed the wrong button!) the relief of our baby being born hit! It was so amazing. We were all a bit shocked at how fast the baby came out and Bree & I were glad she was laying on the bed at this stage and not hovering over the floor!!!

Baby let out a little squeak straight away which was a good sign, Bree & I didn’t even know if it was a boy or girl as everything happened so fast but after a quick lift of the leg we were elated to see she was a girl, not that it would have mattered!

Going a purple color rather quickly the midwives were starting to rush through the process to get oxygen to the buba, I was asked to cut the cord (which I really wanted to do) but I said “you cut it” as I could see things needed to happen quickly to get baby breathing properly. After the cord was cut they got here to the table and rubbing her back while blowing oxygen onto her she started to pink up real fast which was GREAT! I knew right then that everything was perfect and we had ourselves the most perfect gift, thank you GOD!

As I write this Bree is in hospital and should be back home today sometime, Lord knows she would love to come home and indeed wanted to come home last night but they needed her to stay 24 hours to monitor the progress understandably!

Thanks for reading this I hope to add some more, Bree will likely add some bits with a new post in the next couple of days when everything is back to normal