Here are a couple more pictures of the newest addition to this family. Keen is very expressive especially with her legs. They kick and spin and move all over the place.
Month: January 2015
Babu and Mox did some serious cooking. Like bike helmet cooking. You need helmets for the kind of cooking that was happening here. They made coffee, apple juice, eggs, sandwiches, burgers, all kinds of stuff. All of it while wearing bike helmets.
Babu came into town on Thursday. You can tell these pictures are from Thursday because Moxie is covered in super fun preschool paint. Anyway, he got to the house and Moxie immediately roped him into play time. They built castles, made glasses and ears, and did some serious surgery removing crabs from Babu’s ears–all with Magnatiles!!
This summer we took a trip. We waited until now to tell you about it. Don’t be mad. It will still be interesting.
We went to Vieques, an island off Puerto Rico, for our annual beach vacation. We flew into San Juan and then hopped on a tiny plane for the last 30 minutes. It was really hot and bumpy but super fun.
We met up with some of our favorite people–here’s some of the cousins.
We also ate some pretty fabulous food. Unfortunately the flash only lit up our family but we promise: almost everyone else was at the table too. This was just before Moxie ran into the street and almost killed herself–giving her mother a heart attack in the process.
Mox got a lot of cousin time–
Strider lost a battle with a hammock.
We were really excited to be there. Well 2/3 of us.
This is our sweet pad. It was such a wonderful set up: three apartments with a common area with pool and beach. Who doesn’t want to live in a yellow house for a while?
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Mox and Babu got into all kinds of trouble.
Serious pool time was had by all.
The Tucker Siblings.
It wouldn’t be a beach trip without a butt crack or two.
Happy family pictures.
The evenings were as wonderful as the days–though honestly Moxie and mom were in bed by 9.
OH! And the island is COVERED in wild horses.
We had a wonderful time.
Moxie knew it was bedtime and decided to put on a show. We caught a short amount of it and are sharing it with you here. Enjoy.
On Sunday, January 4th, just after nap time Moxie and Bibi came to the hospital to meet Keen. Strider met them at the hospital entrance and Moxie came with a gift for her new baby sister (a soft monkey lovie). Moxie was a little nervous to be in a new place but as soon as she saw Keen in the basinet she ran to her and asked to hold her. She wasn’t shy about adjusting the baby’s hat, playing with her feet, and didn’t mind that Keen fussed a little.
Here’s some more pictures of our sweet baby Keen. She sleeps most of the time (lazy 10 day old) but when she is awake she is fun to watch. Lots of coos and wiggles. Nothing coherent yet–except making funny faces at her dad. She’s got that perfected.
When is sweet angel baby Keen’s favorite time to poop? About 10 seconds into a nice clean diaper. She believes her yellow mustard sharts are best placed in brand new diapers just after the last tab is placed and the changing pad put away. Makes total sense.
On January 3 at 8:52 pm we added those extra two feet to our home. At 7 lbs 11 oz and 21 inches Keen Zora Dorsey-Lee has entered the game.
She was born, like her sister, at Shady Grove Hospital. With midwives and a doula in attendance. I went into labor the morning of the day we would go in for an induction. We labored at home all day and got to the hospital 4:30. After making slow progress all afternoon suddenly, just seconds before strider was going to get dinner, my water broke and shit got real. I jumped from 4 cm to 9 cm dilated in what seemed like minutes. I wanted to push and we got ready. Unfortunately Keen had one commonality with her sister: the umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck–three times. So as she descended her heart rate dropped dangerously low at each contraction. And this only got worse when I started to push. The midwife called in an OB consult to ask for a vacuum or forcep delivery–recognizing the baby wasn’t safe in there much longer. The OB said our only option was to only push every other contraction and let the baby stabilize and maybe we could avoid a c-section. In fact, he thought surgery was our only choice. Strider and I were barely aware of this as we focused the biggest challenge of the birth: not pushing. So the midwife and nurse got down to it and let me push when Keen stabilized. Well about 20 minutes later Keen shot out. Literally. No one expected it and no one caught her. She caught air. I’m not kidding. Air. Everyone but me gasped. I knew it was my last push. I’d had enough of this waiting crap. I decided to make it count. Everyone laughed and congratulated me as a “really great pusher.” I thought they said that to all the girls. Turns out not. But understand I paid for it in stitches and burst blood vessels.
Leading up to her birth Strider and I talked a lot about our expectations and thoughts about this new baby girl. We only have experience with one kid: Moxie. Our range of options were pretty limited. Moxie is a great kid–but we didn’t want a clone of our first born. We hoped for a little person with her own scene. Maybe she would be blonde! Maybe blue eyes! Maybe shy! Maybe she would be the opposite of our two year old and, until the birth of KZ, our only center. Well, it turns out Keen is her own person. Not in opposition to Moxie but someone completely new and someone we already love more than we imagined.
Here’s a picture of our two very different and very wonderful girls.
