I know that we’re not supposed to compare our children, but I keep getting asked if Lucy looks like Amelia when she was a baby. Since I wasn’t home much the first couple of weeks of Lucy’s life, I could only go by memory and my first recollection was to say no, for the most part, Amelia had more, darker hair, a rounder face and a very petite body. Lucy, while born earlier and a bit shorter, seemed less fragile and more fair.
Now finally, we’ve been home a while, I’ve had a chance to look back at Amelia’s pictures and I thought I’d show you what I found. They definitely do have similarities I hadn’t noticed before looking at Amelia’s pictures.
Because I’ve been so studious about posting regularly and consistently to this blog, most (hopefully) know that our Lucille Ann was born on February 2nd (well, at least there’s Facebook). She arrived two weeks early, which was a bit of a surprise. I went into labor sometime during the weekend and by Sunday afternoon (just hours from Superbowl start), I was pretty sure I’d be delivering a baby. She was born Monday morning at 12:41 a.m., weighing 7lbs 4oz and 20″ long. Artie and I got to spend a quiet hour with her before the nurses noticed that her breathing was somewhat labored and fast and then, within a couple more hours she was transferred to the NICU at Eastern Maine Medical Center in Bangor for further testing. Artie and I left Maine Coast Memorial to pick up Amelia, stop by the house and take care of the animals and then head to Bangor to be with her as soon as we could (I had to wait 6 hours after giving birth before I could be discharged). (more…)
Because I am of “advanced maternal age”, I’ve been going for ultrasounds every four weeks, so we’ve had several opportunities to catch a glimpse of our little one on the way. Amelia is wishing for a sister. I think Artie is hoping for a boy. I’m looking forward to either. We’ll find out in February!
Until then, a glimpse (29 weeks):
This isn’t a great image as the baby was facing my back. Plus, the baby had his/her hand in its face, so they couldn’t get a good shot of the face. But we did see lots of hair, already!
This image is from my 20 week ultrasound. The baby is smaller and better positioned for a good profile shot.
Oh, yes it has. I don’t know why I have such a hard time keeping Ashmore Adventures up to date. It’s not like I don’t have the pictures to share, although I do like to process them before uploading them, and that can take some time. Lots has happened in the past half year. Amelia had her last days of Preschool and a gymnastics finale. She played t-ball and summer soccer. We enjoyed summer with lots of swimming, visiting with friends and family and hiking. We traveled to Maryland and Cape Cod. Our chickens grew up and started laying eggs. Artie finished building the chicken coop (pretty much, anyway). Amelia turned 5 years old and soon after started Kindergarten. We did lots of fall camping which included a moose hunt, partridge hunting and exploring “up North”. Oh, and we found out that we’re expecting! A new little Ashmore is due in February 2015.
You’ll find a sampling of photos from the past 6 months here and I will do my best to add more regularly in the future! Thank you for sticking around.
We camped at Mt. Blue State Park last weekend and had a great time. Once again, I chose the place in Maine where it rained at least every day, if not all day of our trip. But, it did rain less than last year’s trip to Cobscook. I know a little bit about camping in the rain, so we don’t let that stop us any more. Plus, we had the camper, so it wasn’t that bad. We had great fun and explored several places. We left Thursday afternoon after Amelia got out of school so that we could extend our long weekend and Friday ended up being the wettest day of the trip. We drove toward Byron, ME and explored Coos Canyon and the Swift River.
Coos Canyon isn’t much more than a rest stop along the way to Rangeley, but the falls were really pretty. We walked along the water-worn rocks or in Amelia’s case, skipped, careened and jumped as close to the rock ledge as possible in order risk falling into the rushing ice-cold river. Fortunately, no one got wet (from falling in, anyway). We ate our picnic lunch under a covered picnic table, which was really helpful because it started pouring and then we ran across the street (Route 17) to the Coos Canyon Rock & Gift Shop for ice cream. Our attention was immediately drawn to the rocks and minerals in the shop as well as the great selection of geological, mining and gold panning books. Instead of ice cream, we left with books and (another) gold pan (except for Amelia who wouldn’t be deterred). Before leaving we were treated to a gold panning demonstration which I admit was pretty cool and informative. Artie has had some interest in gold panning and had done a little along the way, but I generally need a greater and faster return on my hard work. I have to admit that I almost asked for my own pan. Almost.