I wrote the following while I was probably 4 days postpartum. Now little Ruth is 8 days old.
Welcome to the world, Ruth Siobhán. Birth story following…whenever I get to it. 😉
The last time I was able to write a full blog post and actually publish it was in…August?! (There are so many drafts in my WordPress files). Here I am once more after a whirlwind of a stressful and emotional but blessed autumn and Advent and Holiday season.
We are currently living with my very generous in-laws who just happen to be 2 miles away. They have a live-in elderly Aunt and Uncle, so this was the best solution until we can get back on our feet (my husband had to get back to work just 3 days after the birth). I’m currently trying to take it easy and be gentle on myself, and soak up any alone time I can get because I know things will get cray-cray once it’s just me, the kids, and the dog.
How am I doing? How are we all doing? Well. We are doing well. I am so grateful for how everything is working out thus far. I can sense that God is being generous with us to prepare for the weeks and months ahead. Ross, however, is honestly working the hardest between the both of us and bending over backwards to support us all. I won’t elaborate, but I will say that I have never been more honored and proud to have him by my side and the head of our family.
So far the transition to a family of five has been gentle and gradual. I don’t know if it’s the fact that this is my third newborn, and I am much more calm and confident in my mothering, or if Ruth is just extra darling, or both; but oh my goodness, she has been way more relaxed as a newborn compared to the other kids. I know, I know, this is JUST day 4, but I am so grateful. (I’m sure I’ll be laughing next week, but for now, I’m just thankful for the past few days).
The two other children are adjusting alright so far, and they are certainly keeping their Mimi and Paw Paw as busy as possible. Lúthien loves her little sister, and Rainer is mildly interested in her. I haven’t quite allowed them to spend that much time with her, only because they are getting over colds and right now in Louisiana cold and flu season is the worst (literally). Hopefully I’ll soon be able to confidently let them love on her (safely). As far as adjusting to the new family member goes, Lúthien wants her to “always stay little” and Rainer is missing his snuggles with his mom. He’s a bit of a mess right now, but he is still his usual goofy, sweet self.
Little Ruth is a darling. Compared to her siblings, so far she seems to be the most relaxed as a newborn. She doesn’t often cry, except when she needs a new diaper. Nursing was a little tricky the first few days, but we’re doing really well now. And to my delight, she loves to be swaddled unlike her siblings.
We are so in love with her name. As per tradition, we waited until she was born to name her. With Rainer and Lúthien we weren’t able to settle on a name until the next day, but with Ruth we gradually came to the name “Ruth Jeanne” or “Ruth Joan” during labor. Her first name was inspired by Old Testament Ruth. Each of our children, including our two in heaven (Charles Dominic and Lily Zélie), bear the middle name of a patron saint of ours. St. Joan of Arc has always been a favorite of mine and Ross since we were children. About an hour after she was born, Ross learned that the name, “Siobhán,” (pronounced shiv-ahn), which he had been drawn to throughout the end of my pregnancy, is the Gaelic form of “Joan” or “Jeanne.” He looked up, telling me with tears in his eyes, and I knew, this was Ruth Siobhán.