Monday, December 20, 2010

A Home Birth Story

Sunday, December 5th. My due date. We were all a little under the weather, so we stayed home from church and went out to breakfast instead!

Will and Daddy
It was a very relaxing day at home, ending with a lovely dinner at a good friends house. The day came and went with no baby. Besides a bit of a cold and having no voice, I was feeling great!

Due Date Belly
Tuesday, Dec. 7th. It was a cold and snowy day. I was finally over my cold, and really itching to get out of the house to do some walking. But, my car was covered and surrounded by snow, so I decided to just stay home. I was being super attentive to my body throughout the day, hoping for some sort of sign that labor might be in the near future. Although they didn't feel any different, I thought I was getting more "braxton hick" contractions, while just sitting still, then I normally do.

By about 7pm, whenever I would get one it began to my butt. Like a nerve sensation. I figured that could be something! We went about our night as usual. Hanging out in the living room while Daddy and Will wrestled. Will running around naked, and thinking it was the funniest thing ever. We finally settle into bed at 11pm. I was pretty tired, and it felt so good to lay down. But not for long.....

Within minutes of laying down contractions started. Feeling a bit achy in my lower back, but mostly feeling it in my lower belly. I was getting them 5 minutes apart or less right off the bat. The last thing I wanted was to start labor already exhausted! I continued to lay in bed for the next hour trying desperately to fall asleep, but they just kept getting more uncomfortable and closer together. I got up to go to the bathroom and drink some water around 12am, hoping that might calm things down. I went back to bed, and told Dean what was going on. We stayed in bed for the next hour or so. Neither of us were able to fall asleep.

Dean got out his contraction counter app on his phone. 1am Contractions were 2 - 3min apart, lasting 20 - 40 seconds, and getting pretty painful. After over 2 hours of laying in bed, we decided to get up. (Time had just flown by! I couldn't believe I had been laying there for over 2 hours!) In between contractions I felt just fine, so we started to get everything ready. I called my midwife at 1:50am, and Dean called my mom (and 2 sisters), and sis in-law and told them they should come on over. They were all there by 2:30am, with the exception of my midwifes assistant, who lives over an hour away. She had her backup there though.

I continued to labor standing up; leaning on my dresser, the bed or coffee table during contractions. They were now 1 - 2 min apart, and very painful. Feeling pain in my upper legs too. 

Just about 3am my water broke. Within 5 minutes I had the urge to push. I got up on the bed, on my hands and knees, leaning on some pillows. I had a few contractions in that position and it was not good. He was coming way to fast on his own. The last thing he needed was the help of gravity, and the last thing I wanted was to tear. My midwife suggested I get on my left side. Unlike with Will, I was not having bad back labor, so that position worked great.

This is the point where things became drastically different then they were during Will's birth. With Will, it was very intense. I screamed my head off was very loud. The midwife was just telling me to "push, push, push" all I could during a contraction. I pushed for 30 minutes (which for my first, and how big he was, was pretty quick). I was not in tune with my body. I tore. Even though I was able to have the natural birth I wanted, it was pretty traumatic.

This time, I was a lot more calm. Even silent at times. My midwife (a different one) encouraged small, gentle pushes. To work with my body. I could feel him moving down the birth canal. Between contractions I was able to completely relax and rest. I pushed for 30 minutes. I didn't tear.

Samuel Leonard Eaton was born at 3:34am. 7lbs. 4oz. 21 inches long, after 4 1/2 hours of labor. He is absolutely perfect!

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: Week 1 Postpartum

(This was supposed to be posted yesterday, but the day just got away from me!)

I know this is a cliche' thing to say, but I can't believe Sam is one week old already! He has been the perfect baby so far. I am so in love with him! I didn't think it was possible to have another baby as cute as Will, but he has proved me wrong! I've gotta say, we do a pretty good job making us some baby boys. 

I know he is only a week old, but at this point I don't think Sam looks at all like Will did. He even has dimples already! (He gets those from his daddy!)

I am feeling pretty well. Still a bit achy, so I am trying to take it easy. Not easy to do with a 2 year old running around. As hard as it is to make myself just sit all day while the crumbs pile up on the kitchen floor, it really has been a very relaxing week. Dean has been awesome at keeping up on housework in the evenings after working long days, and I am blessed with some wonderful women in my life who have been providing some delicious home cooked meals. I am anxious to get back to normal life though!

Samuel: 1 Week Old

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Sweet Baby Days

Sam is fed and sleeping, and Will is off at Grandma and Papa Dana's until tomorrow. So, I figured I should take some time, and share a bit about my sweet new baby boy. I will eventually write out Sam's birth story. Although, it was not quite as exciting as his big brothers, the end result was just as wonderful!

We are all adjusting pretty well. Sam's arrival hasn't seemed to effect Will at all in negative way. He loves holding baby Sam, and pretty much just goes about his day like normal. He spent some time with Dean's family yesterday, and, like I said, is with my family today until tomorrow. I love having him around, but little doses are all I want to handle right now.

Sleeping at night has been just fine so far, although I know it will eventually get harder. I am feeling much better then I was after having Will. My insides are still a bit achy, so I am trying to take it easy. It is very tempting to get stuff done around the house though.

Dean has been a wonderful help with housework and taking care of Will, on top of being back at work.

Samuel is doing great. He is a tiny little thing compared to Will, and I love it! Sleeps all the time, and is nursing pretty well.

Adjusting to having a second baby is definitely easier, so far, then it was having the first. With your first, your whole life is turned upside down. No longer can you do whatever you want, whenever you want. Everything is new: Nursing, not sleeping, planning your day around their schedule, and the worst.....hearing them cry. Today I took a shower with Sam in the bathroom screaming the whole time, Will running in and out peeking behind the curtain, and I just went with it. When Will was a newborn, I would have skipped the leg shaving, and possibly gotten out with shampoo in my hair to calm him down.

It has been a wonderful week to just stay home, watch the pretty snow fall from inside, and cuddle with my husband, my big boy Will and sweet baby Sam.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: Week 40

Well, here we are! My due date has come, and if I had to guess it will pass just the same as yesterday did. We are all fighting colds over here. I've had mine for over a week now, and regardless of all the pills and icky tasting supplements I have drank, it is still lingering. I'm all stuffy, have a bit of a cough and sore throat, and I still don't have much of a voice. Other then that I am feeling great! I am still enjoying being pregnant, and don't feel anxious at all. He will come when he is good and ready.

We had our tree delivered to us the other day by a couple of elves; one of which was very hairy. I love being able to decorate my tree however I want! Every year I do something different, and every year it is my new favorite. This year I did white and gold, and it is just perfect!

We are enjoying a relaxing Sunday morning at home, and plan on heading out for some breakfast in this winter wonderland as soon as everyone *coughDEANcough* is up. Although for me and Will it will be second breakfast.

This may very well be the last Pregnancy Diary I post. I wouldn't mind at all if it was. As fine as I am continuing being pregnant, I really am super excited about meeting this new little one!

40 Weeks Pregnant With Samuel

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: Week 39

Only one more week until people start freaking out when they find out when I'm due, and look at me like I am crazy for not being induced yet. Ok, so that only happened once before, but still. People expect you to be laid up on the couch all day, and God forbid you actually...lift something. There is no reason to not keep living as normal, if you are able to. Sure, I may waddle instead of walk, and look very silly trying to get up off the floor. But the laundry still needs to be carried down to the basement, groceries need to be brought into the house and my 33lb+ 2 year old occasionally needs to be held by mommy.

I am feeling pretty well still, although I woke up yesterday with a sore throat. I was out late Wednesday night, and only got 6 hours of sleep. I think my body just got run down. Hopefully it won't last too long.

I had an appointment last Wednesday with my midwife. Everything is looking good, but it seems like this boy isn't quite sure where he wants to be. We are both pretty certain the head is down, but he seems to be rotating between Right Occiput Posterior (his back on my right side, which is what Will was), to Posterior (his back is laying on my back, which makes for harder labor). The past couple of days he seemed to be back in the ROC position, but as I write this he feels more posterior to me. I go back this Wednesday (assuming he doesn't come before then) and she will check me to make sure his head is down.

I have really been trying lately to savor every moment as it is. I find myself living for the next day; for the next fun event. Always wishing that nap time would just hurry up and get here, instead of cherishing the moments I have being alone with Will. Thinking that if I just get through these next couple of days, the weekend will be here. I was so excited about being pregnant again (not that I'm not anymore), loving my pregnant belly, and feeling the baby move. Now it's almost over. When Will was born I was constantly, anxiously, looking forward to his next milestone: Rolling over, sitting, crawling, etc. Instead of just completely savoring the sweet newborn stage.

So, for now, I will love, cherish and be grateful to feel my sweet baby move inside my womb. Regardless of where he decides to kick his little legs....

39 Weeks Pregnant With Samuel

Friday, November 19, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: Week 38

It just hit me. I will be having this baby in just about 2 weeks.....maybe even less! He will be here in no time at all! I have been thinking so much about the labor part; Making sure I have everything I need, and trying my best to have everything in its place for Baby Day. Thinking about Christmas and trying to get all the buying/making and wrapping of as many gifts as I can before baby comes. I have had no time to dwell on the fact that after all this planning goes into effect, there will be a baby, My baby, and the whole cycle will start again....

Being up all night with a baby who just won't stop crying, and becoming slightly delirious from lack of sleep. Wearing baby spit up stained clothes for days on end, and smelling like it to. Rushing to take a shower while baby sleeps, only to have him wake up screaming while you still have shampoo in your hair and only one leg is shaved. Lugging around that heavy car seat, and forgetting to pack enough diapers in the diaper bag. Thinking you can get all your errands done before baby wants to eat again, which, of course, always results in having to nurse in the car. But you know what I have to say to that?

Bring it on, Baby. Bring. It. On.

38 Weeks

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: Week 37

I take back what I said last week about being fine with going past my due date. Oy. That pretty much describes how I am feeling these days. Tomorrow (the 14th) officially marks my 37th week, and I give my full permission to this babe to come as soon as he wants after that. I am so much more uncomfortable this time around, it's ridiculous! I look, feel and sound like a giant pig when it comes to getting out of bed in the morning. Using only my upper body (because my abs are MIA) to push myself up to a sort of side sitting position, I slowly scootch my way towards the edge of the bed. All the while I am grunting and groaning, and my pelvis is making these popping noises. Now that can't be good.

Once I am up and running waddling it gets a bit easier to maneuver myself around. Although, picking up toys has turned into kicking toys in the general direction of where they belong.

Aside from the achyness, I am feeling pretty well. I really would like to make it past Thanksgiving. That way I can eat all I want, let my stomach hang out, and no one would be of the wiser. Doesn't get much better then that!

37 Weeks Pregnant with Samuel

Friday, November 5, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: Week 36

Getting down to the wire here! One more week I will officially be full term, and will have the go ahead for a home birth. Everything still looking good at my appointment this week. Measuring a little small, but I have been continually growing and gaining weight. That's all that really matters. I had my first little taste of heartburn (for this pregnancy) last week. Almost made it through with none! (We had some friends over, and I was eating yummy food too late. That's what did it!)  By this time with Will my shoes were a bit snug, and my wedding rings were stuck. But so far, I have had no noticeable swelling. My rings still slip right off!

Sam is quite the active little guy! Hopefully he will calm down once he is out here. His head is down, down, down and causing his mama quite the discomfort. These past couple of days have been pretty tough dealing with even more than normal lower abdominal/pelvic pain. My midwife was saying it is typical to be achier earlier the second pregnancy. Praying it subsides soon. Going to take a hot bath, and hopefully that will help!

I got all things baby/birth related finished on time. Now focusing on getting all things Christmas done before baby comes! I have a feeling that this guy is going to surprise us early. Not that I am getting my hopes up or anything. I was 4 days late with Will, and was perfectly fine with it.

I am kind of sad that this pregnancy is almost over. It all went by too fast. I am trying to enjoy every moment he stays safe inside my womb, yet it is sometimes hard when it gets so uncomfortable. I am very much looking forward to meeting this little one though. Wondering if he'll have his daddy's pretty blue eyes or if he will match his brother and mama with big brown ones. Wondering if he will come out looking huge like his big brother did or if he will be a bit tinier. That day will come soon enough though. For now, I will try to savor these last few moments as a family of 3.

36 Weeks Pregnant with Samuel

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

And His Name Shall Be Called...

This is the first time I (we) really had to think about what to name this second son of ours. Will was easy. It was a "Wanna do the 3rd?" "Yeah, sounds good." kind of thing.

We'd had an idea of a couple boys names we liked, even before I was expecting. But when we got prophesied over back in January of this year, we new exactly which name we would choose for our next son. I'd like to share a little bit of the transcript from our presbytery:

"Do you guys have any kids?  One kid?  Get ready for more!  Because the Lord says, “I'm going to bless your household with multiple children.”  Multiple children.  Particularly, do you have a son?  Well, there’s another one coming, and this one’s going to be a real daddy’s boy.  He’s going to be attached to you, brother, like (white on rice?).  So, get ready for this one.  And he’s going to follow in his father’s footsteps, and God’s going to raise up this young man to be a prophet in the house of the Lord.  So, be ready.  I don’t know when.  It’s your timing or God’s timing.  But it’s going to happen, and he’s going to be a prophet so be ready for this one."

It was just amazing hearing those words from God! This child hadn't even been conceived, yet we were getting a glimpse at Gods wonderful plan for his life. I got teary eyed hearing it. Which, for me (not pregnant) is big.

Now, no one (but us) knew at the time that we were already planning on trying to conceive the very next month, and just about 2 months after those words were spoken I got pregnant! Although he didn't specify that our next child would be this son he spoke about, I was never very doubtful that it wasn't.

One of the names we liked for a boy was Samuel. Once we heard those prophetic words, it was a no brainer that Samuel would be the name for this second son of ours.

It took us a bit longer to choose a middle name. I love the idea of using family names, especially surnames. I've never been the type to just search through a baby name book, and pick a name that sounds good with no personal meaning to it. Many people had their opinions about what name to use, but I never let that sway me. As long as Dean and I agree on a name, that's all that mattered. There were some good options mentioned, but none really stood out to us. But, we have finally come to an agreement on a name for our son, due to arrive in just a few short weeks! And his name shall be called....

Samuel Leonard Eaton! (Samuel meaning "His Name Is God." Leonard meaning "Brave As A Lion" and is also Dean's mothers maiden name.)

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Birthday Boy!

I can't believe my baby boy is 2 today! Although he does have many moments of being whiny and stubborn, I wouldn't say it is terrible. This is such an adorable age! I have definitely become one of those moms who thinks that everyone loves hearing about all the cute things my child has done as much as I love talking about them. For that, I am sorry. I just can't help it!

As I have mentioned before, I have failed miserably at keeping up with Will's baby book. So, I will take some time now to document what he is up to these days!

He loves to play at the park; The big slides, swinging high, hanging on the monkey bars and dropping into your arms. He loves kicking and throwing balls in the backyard and in the house. He loves to stack anything and knock it down. He loves jumping off the couch into a pile of pillows (or onto daddy)! He loves watching videos of things crashing and exploding. He loves doggies and kitties, cars and trucks. Veggie Tales.

He still doesn't have a huge vocabulary, but it's the cutest thing hearing him talk when he does! He knows where a lot of his body parts are, and Dean claims he knows the colors blue and green.

Still doing great on the sleeping front. He has his little routine at night: He will go into his room, turn on his sound machine, turn off the light, and come out to say goodnight to Bob, all his toys, and kiss daddy goodnight. I'll sit in the rocking chair, and he'll climb onto my lap. Resting his head on my chest, belly to belly. He still has his binky's. He will mostly just hold on to them, but sometime will have one in his mouth. He has never been one for lullaby's; It would just distract him. He will usually figit for about 5 to 10 minutes, trying to get comfortable. If possible, he prefers to have his cheek resting on my bare skin, and will pull at my shirt to try and accomplish that. Sometime he will zonk right out, but I usually end up laying him down in his bed awake, put on his blanky's, kiss him on the head and tell him I love him. He'll respond with a "yeah" and the sweetest "bye" you'll ever hear. He sleeps right through the night until about 7:30am, and still takes a great nap.

He hasn't showed any signs of wanting to potty train. I used to say that I would never have two in diapers. Yet here we are! But actually, I am glad I didn't put in all that effort to train him, because his time in the cast would have just shot that all out the window.

He had his 2 year check up this week. Measuring in at 35 1/2 inches (70th percentile) and 33 lbs (90+ percentile). The doctor called him overweight. Ha! Maybe I am blind to it, but he just doesn't look fat to me! He is even losing his buddha belly. I say it's all the muscle he has. Doc said he looks great! She wasn't worried about his lack of talking at all.

It is so much fun looking back at his 1 year photo's we took, and seeing how much he has grown! Here are some cute comparisons:

I remember having a tough time getting him to crack a smile at 1 year old, but this time all we had to say was, "Smile Will!" and we'd get this winner of a face.....

And yes, that is a black eye you see. His first day walking on his own after getting his cast off, he got his feet all twisted up while at the park and smashed into a metal railing. He was quite the site limping around with his swollen, purple eye. Such a tough guy!

I love my little man so much! Happy 2nd Birthday, Will!

Friday, October 22, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: Week 34

I am just loving these Autumn days! As much fun as Summer was, I am not missing it. I am having a tougher time with the heat this time around, and this cool, crisp weather is perfect! Usually by this time the furnace would be up and running all day. At bedtime the knee socks would be pulled out along with long pants, and a sweatshirt. Occasionally warming up the sheets with a blow dryer before creeping in. But now? The socks are off. Tank top is on, and pants are an option. I sometimes wake up sweating! I don't remember this being the case while pregnant with Will. But, I am notorious for being cold, so I am enjoying this while it last.

I really have no complaints. Getting a bit more achy these days, but nothing I can't handle. The babe is in good position; Head in my bladder, feet in my ribs. I reached my cringe weight this week :-/ It's been nice getting back to the gym after having 6 weeks of nothing while Will was in his cast. I workout at the YMCA where I used to work (and occasionally still do) in their Childwatch. One lady is adamant that I have "dropped" since she saw me last week.

"Oh no, I was just never up to begin with."

"No, you've dropped."

"Ok, if you say so."

The lady janitor (who knows me) is pretty certain I am much smaller then I was with Will.

"You are much smaller then you were with Will."

"Oh no. I've gained just about the same, and am measuring right on track."

"No, you're definitely smaller."

"Ok, if you say so. I mean, you do know best."

Oy. I need to learn to just smile and nod.

My sister and I had a lot of fun doing a little amateur maternity shoot a couple weeks ago. Here are some of my favorites!

Friday, October 8, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: Week 32

Not too much going on over here these days. At an appointment with my midwife this week she asked how I was doing, and I had to stop and really think about it for a second. "Hmm, I'm doing pretty well. I think." Mentally going over the checklist: Achy? No, not right now. Gotta pee? Well, yeah. Hungry? Nope, I'm good. "Yeah. Yeah. I'm doing well." Everything looked great. Belly's growing on right on target. Weight is being gained. Baby's moving. Heart rates were good. Definitely a low risk pregnancy.

The first time being pregnant you are aware of everything!  It's all so new. Scary. Exciting! This time is so different. Time has flown by! It's kind of a going with the flow, been there done that mentality. Not that I am any less excited about this new baby of mine. If anything, I am more excited! Much more relaxed knowing what to expect. Isn't it amazing how you forget about how labor really felt? In the throws of laboring and pushing out Will I was convinced that we would only have one child. But now I am actually looking forward to labor! I look at it like a challenge against myself. Try to do it even better then last time. Maybe not scream as much.....

Slowly, but surely, I am getting my house in order. Really trying to plan ahead, and would like to have all baby/birth related items taken care by then end of this month; leaving November to complete all Christmas related things before baby comes. Google searching "hospital sized sanitary pads" and "waterproof plastic mattress cover" is the extent of excitement around here.  

Thankful to have some sunny weather, so we can take walks and go to the park. Looking forward to getting back to the gym once Will is up and walking. When he was in his cast I got so achy from carrying him around, that the last thing I could do was workout. Don't worry mom. I won't be running marathons or jumping lunges. Just a nice ride on a stationary bike, and some light weight training will do me good.

So here we are at 32 weeks. Ignore my face. I was concentrating.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Aaaand It's Off! Alternately titled: Aaaand He's Off!

Yay! 5 weeks to the day that he broke his leg, Will's cast was able to come off. It is such a relief to have that whole ordeal over with. Oh, sure he had adjusted just fine. Just went on livin' his (almost!) 2 year old life as if it was no big deal. But it sure was tough on his pregnant mama! It feels so good to hug and squeeze him again!

I wish I was able to get a video of his cast coming off. When I first lay him on the bed, he wasn't very happy. But I was able to stay right there with him, and hold his hands. He cried a bit when they were getting things situated, but as soon as the loud, hand held circular saw started up he was quite intrigued. Whenever they would turn it off for a minute he would clap, say "Yay!"and then sign for more. They cut along his fully casted leg first, and when they finally pried it open along his hip he let out the biggest sigh. It was great!

My family all wanted me to keep part of/all of his cast, but I think they will thank me for NOT doing just that. Will had gradually ripped up the plastic lining on the inside over his belly, which then exposed the layer of cotton, which then absorbed...well, everything. I warned the two men that would be doing the cutting about the smells that might would most definitely be lingering in and around his cast. They were all macho, "Oh, we've smelled it all." They hadn't even opened it up yet when one of the guys backs away, and was like "Whoa". The other man responded that he must not have kids. The whole inside front of his cast was this nice bright yellow. Oh, and there was only one lone crumb down his back.

 The doctor said it could take a few days for him to even try to start walking, and even then he could be walking with a limp for a good 2 to 3 months. We are just letting him go at his own pace, and he'll figure things out on his own. It has been very funny watching him today though. He is still army crawling around, and will lay there on his tummy, legs parted in a perfect V formation, with his one little foot bouncing up and down at the knee. I sat him up to play with toys, and every so often he would just topple over not quite sure how to get back up.

He had lots of fun in his much needed bath! Usually I have to tell him every 10 seconds to sit back down, but he happily just sat there playing with his toys.

This boy needs a haircut!

 One thing I have realize in these past 5 weeks is that he sure isn't like his mama when it comes to change. His life was turned upside down, and he hardly batted an eye. Plus, in the midst of this I was able to stop nursing him, cold turkey AND transition him into his big boy bed. Which he has been sleeping in for both naps and all through the night for a week now. Only, somehow, managing to get out of bed 3 times......without me knowing! Even then he would just fall back asleep on the floor! Ahhh, I love that kid. I sure did miss this, too.....

The end.

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: Week 30

I am so excited! We have decided to have our sweet baby boy #2 at home! I know it's a bit late to be making this decision. I would have liked for it to have happened sooner. But things had to be finalized, and minds had to be set on the decision. The midwife I am using is great to work with, and I am completely comfortable with her. She was our birthing class (Bradley Method) teacher when I was pregnant with Will. Within the past 1 1/2 years she became a certified midwife, and started her own clinic doing home births! There is only one other home birth midwife in the area, but she lives 1 1/2 hrs away from us. That wasn't something I was very comfortable with. My current midwife lives 10 minutes away!

I am beyond thrilled about having a home birth! Especially since having to spend a couple nights at the hospital just a few weeks ago with Will, I was reminded even more how much I dislike them.

It's not that I had an awful birthing experience having my first at the hospital. Minus a couple things, I was pretty satisfied with the labor and delivery part. Of course, the fact that I waited forever to get to the hospital helped that. There was no time for them to intervene. But who is to say I would be so lucky this time around? We just watched a documentary last night, "Pregnant in America". Not the best documentary I have seen, quality wise, but the facts are there. Over 50% induced labors turn into c-sections. Even with all of our technology we (the USA) are 28th on the list of infant deaths at birth. Out of ALL countries in the world! Only 2% of births in the US are home births!

Having a baby in the comfort of my own home sounds so appealing. Being able to just settle into my own bed with my new baby in my arms, and Will cuddled up next to me. No constant barging in of nurses at all hours of the night. I can't wait!

So, now I must get my butt into gear, and get my house organized. It seems that every day I am adding something new to my to do list. Some may say I am "nesting". There is nothing real crazy on it. It's not like I MUST organize my silverware drawer. (Ha, sorry mom.) Really I am just doing things that have needed to get done for awhile now. Knowing that you will be giving birth in 2 months at home really motivates you, let me tell ya. So far I have organized the boys room and all of their clothes. Next is tackling our room. It has been taken over by clothes. Summer clothes are still lingering, yet the fall/winter stuff has made it's way up from the basement. It's not a pretty site.

I am so glad the cool weather has returned. I had a real tough time for a few days there when it got warm again. I have had a hard time catching my breath. My heart just pounds, and it makes me so tired. I remember the same thing happening just around this time in my pregnancy with Will too. Other then that, I am feeling great! I have been really trying to limit the amount I have to carry Will around, and my achyness has gone away.

Here I am at 30 weeks! This was taken earlier in the day. I feel twice this size by the evening!

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Weaning: The Beginning of the End (But not really)

The once dreaded, now desperately needed process has begun. Weaning, that is. As uncomfortable as nursing has been at times, I always looked past that to see the joy and comfort it brought my baby to "eat eat" with mommy. It was something that only I could give him. It wasn't all for his enjoyment either. I loved the snuggles, and how it was an instant boo boo soother when a kiss from mommy wasn't enough. Even in the aftermath of breaking his leg, he was calmed by it. It is an amazing gift from God, that is for sure. But the time has come, the walrus said, to talk of many things. Of shoes and ships an.....oh, sorry. I got carried away. That has nothing to do with this. In fact, what the heck does it have to do with.....anything?

Anyways, as I was saying. The time...has come. I want it. I need it! I can't take the weight of a 32 lb+, half body casted child resting on my 6 1/2 month pregnant belly anymore. And my nipples! Oh my poor nipples! They have been so sore for months now. I have to hold my breath and bite my lip every time he latches on. The water in the shower hurts them. I can feel them when I get a chill. With him nursing at least 3 times a day, they have had no relief from his 16 chompers. Not to mention the fact that I will be starting the nursing process all over again in less than 3 months.

I. Am. Ready.

Here is how it is going so far...

Sunday, September 12th, 2010. Aprox. 7:30am. I nurse Will for what will hopefully be the last time. He is clueless. We leave that morning
for 2 nights/3 days, and we ship him off to grandma and papa's house.

Tuesday, September 14th. Aprox. 8pm. He never napped for grandma, and he is completely exhausted. He falls asleep almost instantly. He still has a binky. No nursing!

Wednesday, September 15th. Aprox. 6:45am. He wakes up too early. I can tell he is still sleepy. Typically I would nurse him back to sleep, but this time we just rocked. He wanted it, but didn't put up a fight when I said no. He goes back down until 7:30am. At which point he usually comes into bed with me and nurses for a good 20 minutes. This is the only part I will miss. The extra time in bed. He wants to nurse, but we watch videos of himself on my phone instead. He laughs.

We rock. He falls asleep, and goes down fine. No nursing.

I was planning on keeping this week long record of how the weaning was going, so I could have it to read for future reference. But he has been perfectly fine without it! Every once in awhile he will point and ask for it, but I say no and that's that.

So, I would say it has been a total success! No tears were shed. We still have snuggle time, and you know what? Even without nursing there is still that certain something that only I can give him.

Now, onto the next challenge.....

Getting him to sleep in his new big boy bed! I decided the other day that it would be best to get Will accustomed to a big boy bed before the baby comes in about 2 months. So, I looked up toddler beds on Craigs List, saw one I liked (for a decent price in a good location), e-mails were sent, and the bed was picked up the next day! I spent the day yesterday cleaning and organizing what will be both of the boys bedroom, and we will set it up tonight (somehow, someway we will make it fit)! I am thinking it might be a good idea to start him in it asap (at least for naps) while he is still in his cast, and can't climb out. Then maybe once his cast is off in about 2 weeks, he will be comfortable in it.

Is that wishful thinking? Perhaps. Time will tell. I'll keep you posted!

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

It's business, it's business time....

Ahh, we had a great 2 nights away at a stunning hotel in Connecticut. It was for a first ever business trip for Dean.

*He has recently joined a new buying group, in which he his able to get new appliances for his store. They have 2 business "conventions" a year, in which most all brands of appliances and electronics are there giving great deals, and wanting you to buy their stuff.*

The hotel it was held in is, supposedly, the 2nd biggest gaming casino hotel in the world (1st is in China). The place is enormous! I didn't even try to take a picture it with my phone camera. It wouldn't do it justice. It has a total of 3 huge hotels, all connected. We were staying in the newest one, the MGM Grand. There are restaurants galore, jewelery, Rolex, purse and clothing shops.....for when you win all that money playing slots. (Because, you know, you are bound to make money if you sit there all night long pressing that "Bet Again" button over and over again.)

Our meals were all provided at no cost to us, and let me tell you. I have never eaten so well in my life. The meals during the convention (on Monday) were all buffet style. Pastries, muffins, bagels, fruit for breakfast. Lunch had tossed salad, greek pasta salad, garlic potatoes, free-range oven roasted chicken with a butter sauce and artichokes, pork tenderloins, swordfish. Dinner was hor d'oeuvre style. They had so much to choose from that there was no way I could taste all of it, and will hardly remember all that there was. Yummy cheeses and crackers, oven fried chicken, lamb chops, stuffed potatoes, brie with a raspberry sauce and pecans wrapped in phyllo, crab dip, freshly carved roast beef, mashed potatoes, cooked veggies, shrimp and sushi....that is all I can think of right now. Desserts were all bite sized and fancy. Apple cheesecake, coconut cream pie, lemon meringue pie (my favorite one), chocolate mousse truffle, peach walnut caramel truffle, and a few more I cant remember.

Dean had to spend most of the day on Monday doing his business. I joined him for breakfast and lunch, but was on my own for most of the day until dinner. Oh, I had high hopes the night before of getting down to the gym to get in a workout, but I decided it was best to lay around my room watching tv, and play....the slots. I probably would have gotten lost anyways trying to find the gym.

Anyways, back to....the slots. What an interesting experience that was! Oh, they had the black jack tables, 3 different poker game tables, a dice game and this spinning wheel too. As you can tell by my great knowledge of the world of gambling, I felt right at home. I was hardly brave enough, and way to frugal to do any of that stuff. So, I settled myself down at the 1 cent slots, put in my $5 dollar bill (only because it didn't take $1's), made my wager, pulled the lever pushed a button, crossed my fingers and put all my hope of making a profit in the hands of a machine designed to take my money.

I, personally, don't have anything against gambling. I've played many a hand of Texas Hold 'em in my day. I definitely see the danger of it though. So many people squander their money away at the slight chance of winning, and get lost in that unrealistic idea. The majority of the players on the slots were 50 - 60 yr old + women, most could be seen wearing a fanny pack, some smoking and all had depressing looks on their faces. They looked like they'd been sitting for hours. I don't think I ever saw someone get up from a machine. It was a sad sight to see. Dean and I, on the other hand, must have looked quite out of place. We wouldn't sit at one machine for more then 2 minutes, before getting up and moving to another. If we were losing too much on a certain machine ($1....) or if we won something, we would move. In the end, we lost $11 bucks. I figured that was $11 towards our entertainment. We could easily spend $20 on a movie for 2 hours of entertainment also.

All in all, it was a wonderful time. It was great to have some quality time away with my husband. These are some pictures of our room/view and my growing, achy, belly.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: Week 28

I can't believe I am in my last trimester already! This pregnancy has flown by! I was feeling surprisingly well throughout the whole hospital ordeal, but the stressful crazyness of the past week has finally caught up to me. The past couple of days I have been dealing with some bad ligament pains. Due to (1) My belly growing and (2) The stress that carrying Will around has put on my body. I had it with my first pregnancy too. I played tennis when I was 5/6months, and paid for it later.

God is so good! We just found out this week that our insurance application was accepted! All of Will's hospital bills will be taken care of, and if we decide to go with a home birth it covers that also!

Dean has his first ever, all expenses paid, business trip this Sunday - Tuesday at the MGM Grand at Foxwoods Resort & Casino. We get to go pretend to be rich grown ups! We are very excited about it. I wasn't sure after Will broke his leg if I would still be able to go. But he has adjusted just fine, and I sure can use the break! He will be staying with my family, and be utterly and completely spoiled.

Here I am at 28 weeks. I really need to get some pics from a real camera. I am much bigger in real life. My cell camera makes me look a lot smaller. I swear! I've gained 20 lbs for goodness sake.

A Will update: He is doing just great! Naps have been a little iffy, but for the most part he is sleeping through the night. He is starting to move around on his own. He can flip one direction, from his tummy to back, then gets stuck, and is starting to pull himself forward. He is best described as a very whiny, opinionated, 32lb+ 6 month old.

He started off on his tummy, on the middle of the blanket.

His next doctors appointment is Oct. 4th, where we will see if the cast can be taken off entirely or at least part of it can be.

Friday, September 3, 2010

William and the Big, Red Cast.

Wow, what a week it has been! Definitely one for the books blog. For those of you still wondering what happened exactly, here is the story.

Monday was normal enough. Got to the YMCA for a workout while Will played in Childwatch. Went to Wegmans to do some grocery shopping, and then headed home for some lunch and naptime.

Will woke up from his nap at 5pm. As he always does, as soon as he got up he went straight to the fridge to get something to eat. I followed him, and let him get his peach out of the fridge. We started walking back to the living room. I was in front of him when I heard him fall. While trying to go up it, he had fallen back off of this step:

To give you an idea of the height of the step, that is a typical 12 oz glass bottle.

He started crying. I turned back to see him, and he was down on his side grabbing his right leg with both hands. I went over to him, thinking it was nothing a kiss from mommy wouldn't fix. I noticed that his right knee was red, and I assumed that that was what was hurting. I picked him up in cradle position, and kissed his knee. He wasn't calming down, so I continued to comfort him. I eventually carried him into the living room, and sat down on the couch to nurse him. After some crying and nursing he fell back asleep. Being as how he has just woken up from a decent nap, I knew something was off. Never did the thought that something was broken cross my mind. It was such a small fall!

For the next 1 1/2 hrs I held him as he was in and out of sleeping, nursing and crying. I texted Dean that Will had hurt his knee (so I thought), that he was miserable, and asked if he could get home from work any sooner then the expected time of 7:30pm. I eventually lay Will down on the couch with his legs propped up on a pillow, put some ice on it, and put on a video for him. Dean was home by 7pm, examined his leg, and said that his right thigh looked swollen. Every time he touched it Will would cry out and started shaking. I called the pediatrician, told her what happened, and she said to go to the ER. So, off we went. They got us right into a room, and after being examined we waited to be sent to get x-rays. The results of those were that he had a spiral fracture in his right femur.

It was heartbreaking seeing him in so much pain. He was very tired, and kept drifting off to sleep, only to wake up screaming every time he moved slightly. They had to try both hands before getting in the IV. Sometime around 1am-2am they gave him some morphine, and got him in a temporary cast. It was 3:30am by the time we got in our room, and were able to get some sleep. After about 4 hours of interrupted sleep we were up for the day. We spent the day just waiting for his time to come for getting the cast on. They finally took him in by 1:50pm. He had to go under general anesthesia. I wasn't happy about that, but I felt at peace about it knowing it was for his own good. He was only in the OR for 30 minutes, and we were able to see him by 2:40pm.

During the "surgery", as they referred to it, he threw up a bit. A side effect of the anesthesia. They were worried that he may have inhaled some, but x-rays came out clear. They still wanted to keep him overnight though, just to make sure. We were not happy about that, but it was for the best. It took awhile for him to fully come off the anesthesia. He had a rough time for awhile that evening. His heart rate was pretty high. Rising up to 199 at one point. We got some Motrin in him, and he fell asleep by 10pm. We had no more issues with high heart rates after that. He was up by 4:30am, and didn't go back to sleep until 11am! God's grace was definitely upon me. After 2 nights straight of only getting a few hours of uncomfortable sleep, and being 6 months pregnant, I felt surprisingly well.

We got the go ahead to leave that day (Wednesday). Because of the largeness of his special spica cast he is not able to fit in a normal carseat. So, he had to be transported home in a Medicab van. I rode with him, and he seemed to really enjoy being somewhere other then a hospital bed. We are still on the search for a suitable way to transport him in the car. They do make special "spica" carseats, but they are hard to come by, and very expensive.

So, here we are. It is Saturday (although I started writing this 2 days ago). He seems to finally be adjusting to having to wear the cast. For the first couple days he seemed scared of it, and would freak out whenever we had to move him. His sleeping has been all over the place. The first night home was rough. Thursday he took a great nap, and was much better at night. Yesterday he took no nap at all, and then last night slept horribly. He was up every hour from 12:30am until he came in bed with me at 7:30am. Hoping for a good nap from him today. I can use some rest!

All in all, we are doing ok. Trying to stay focused on the positive. Since Will can't get around and make messes every 5 minutes, my house is staying pretty clean!

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: Week 24

Nothing very exciting has happened since I wrote last, so I suspect this will be a pretty boring post.....

I am feeling great! No complaints other than (then? than? I always forget) the whole peeing when I sneeze suddenly. Which is even more prevalent this time around. Oh, the glamorous life of pregnancy. I have gotten back into a workout routine (I use that word loosely). Getting to the gym at least a couple days a week, and taking walks whenever the heat permits. It feels wonderful. No heartburn to speak of so far....fingers crossed....which is something I had everyday (til the end) by this point with Will.

My eating preferences are pretty much the same as with my first. Lots of fresh fruit, salads, cheese and crackers, peanut butter and whatever sandwiches, milk. Simple, easy stuff. Only trouble with it, is that Will eats what I eat, and now that is all he wants to eat. Breads, crackers, cheese, and most of all...fruit. The kid is obsessed, I tell ya. I have plans to break him of it though. Evil, mean plans. We'll see how that goes.

The baby is moving around tons now. Almost always when I am going to bed or whenever I am nursing Will. Yes, still nursing. Even though my body stopped producing milk a few months ago, he still loves to go at it. I plan to have him weaned by the time he is two. Which will give me about a 1 1/2 month break from nursing. I also plan to have him potty trained by the time the baby comes. Lots of planning going on over here. I like to have things planned. It is easy to plan. It's the whole taking the initiative and actually doing something about it that is the hard part.

So, that is pretty much all that is going on here these days. Here I am at 24 weeks. I swear I look a lot bigger in real life.

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: Week 20 - Vacation Edition!

Oh man, where to start! It has been 5 weeks since I last wrote in my "diary", and life has been very busy. I will try to remember it all with this pregnancy brain of mine (which I will talk more about later)!

June 26th my older brother married his beautiful bride, Anna! It was a wonderful ceremony and awesome reception.

~The 4 Amigos and their ladies~

We were able to go to Sea Breeze a couple times this summer, and Will had a blast! He had no reservations going on all the kiddie rides. At the end of every ride, he would make a confused look and put his hands in the air as to say "Uh, what's going on here?"

We have also had fun at the beach, graduations parties, boat rides and hanging out at a lake house, and 4th of July festivities.

I had my 19 week ultrasound, and found out we are expecting another boy! Everything looked great. He measured perfectly, to the day! We have a first name, but no middle yet. Once we have decided on that, we will absolutely share it!

Last, but not least, we just got home from a great week long vacation to Myrtle Beach, SC! A very gracious long time friend of the family opened up his beautiful home to us and my whole family. We had a great time! We (as in we, I mean mostly Dean) drove through the night, there and back. Will did ok, considering. We had safe travels, and made great time even when the GPS would poop out on us, leaving us lost in D.C. for awhile at 4am. The weather was lovely. A few showers here and there, but nothing that threw a wrench into our plans. There was always a nice breeze which made the heat bearable. We managed to not get burned, but still got some nice color. Our days were lazy. We spent them at the beautiful (private community) pool, at the beach playing in the oceans waves, or just hanging out at home playing Pictionary, Chinese Checkers and Euchre. Dean was able to get in some golf, and went out jet skiing with my little sis, Camryn.

Dean and I were able to go out on a date night together. We went to the Market Commons, had a great dinner at Gordon Biersch Brewery, walked around a bit window shopping, and I finally got to go into Anthropologie. I pretty much died and went to wish-I was-rich-heaven. We stopped at Dairy Queen for a quick ice cream cone, and then we went back to the pool for a relaxing night swim. It was a wonderful night!

We had a couple nights just spent at home having yummy cookouts and playing cornhole. We went to Broadway at the Beach one afternoon, and had a couples date night at Barefoot Landing where we had dinner at Wild Wings Cafe. I completely stuffed myself with the most delicious wings.

As fun as it was, we are glad to be back home. We still have so many more fun things planned for the summer; another wedding, annual family party, and Family Camp!

As for the pregnancy, I am feeling pretty well. I get a bit lightheaded sometimes, and just have to take it easy. The heat has been tough. I almost passed out in the checkout line at Goodwill...again. I actually did pass out there when I was pregnant with Will. I was able to sit down in time, this time around. I am feeling the baby move around some, which is always fun. My Braxton Hicks have started already. A few weeks earlier then with my first. My hormones seem to have settled a bit, and I haven't had any over emotional outburst for awhile now. I have had quite the pregnancy brain though, resulting in some moments where I just have to laugh at myself. Here are the ones I have remembered:

~ I pulled into the gas station, and for the life of me I couldn't remember what side my gas tank was the same car I have been driving for almost 4 years now. I sat there for a good 30 seconds before remembering, and that is a long time in gas station time.

~ I was in line at Wegmans, behind another woman. You know how it goes. As the conveyor belt opens up, you fill it with your groceries. Oh, but not me. I'm just standing there, yawning, waiting patiently, taking candy bars out of Will hands, and not putting one thing on there. The other lady leaves, the cashier says "Hi." I say "Hi." A couple seconds go by before "Oh my goodness! I am so sorry." Doih.

~ I was pulled over for having a brake light out. The State Trooper ask for my license. I give him my HSBC Debit card. Enough said.

~ One night, a couple days before we left for vacation (which I clearly needed) I was going over in my head what I needed to do the next day. Public Market, bank, doctors, Wegmans, etc. etc. It was a busy day. The next morning, I even made a list of what I needed to do....blah blah, BANK, blah, blah blah, etc. etc. So, Public Market, check! Doctors, check! I pull into the bank, start to pull up to the ATM, and I stop. I think "what did I need to do at the bank?" No one was behind me so I just sit there. Eyes squinted, forehead wrinkled, thinking. "Withdrawal? No, I did that a few days ago. Deposit? Nope, no checks." Turns out there was absolutely nothing I needed to do at the bank.

~Also, I stubbed my toe at least 10 times within a 2 week period.

20 Weeks

Sunday, June 20, 2010

"Da" Day

In honor of Fathers Day Will learned the sign for "Daddy" this week, and shortly after finally started to say "Da"! We have been trying to get him to say mama or dada for so long now, and he just, all of a sudden, did it on his own. (The dada part at least. Still working on mama.) It's the cutest thing seeing and hearing him do it! The sign for "daddy" is putting your thumb to your forehead with all of your fingers out. He prefers to put his pointer finger on the side of his head. Good enough for me. It's pretty funny.

For Father's Day we went out to breakfast (after church), and after Will's nap we went the Red Wings baseball game. Dean's dad, sister, and our nephew were there too. We showed up at the 7th inning (they let you in for free then!), sat through a little baseball, and then after the game they opened up the field for the dad's to play catch with their kids. The little boys had lots of fun. Some ball throwing was done, but mostly wrestling....

Here are 3 generations of William Dean Eaton's

Happy Father's Day!

Friday, June 18, 2010


Dean and I celebrated our 4 year anniversary yesterday! My FIL asked, "Can you believe it's been 4 years already?" So, we were talking about it, and ya know what? Yes, we can. It fact, we can't believe it has only been 4 years. We have changed, our life has changed, so much in that short amount of time!

We have had our share of relationship ups and downs, and have definitely grown and learned from them.

Dean's business has gone from him only doing in-house repairs, to manning a store front, selling new and used appliances, for 1 1/2 years now, and having 1 employee (and 2 apprentices) while still doing all of the on the road repairs.
I got pregnant, and gave birth to our now 19 month old son. Now, am pregnant again.

We have moved once already in order to accommodate our growing family, and now look forward to taking a somewhat scary step, sometime in the hopefully near future, in buying our own home.

We have also changed in how we look! I can't believe how young we both look when we were first courting (@ 19 and 21 years old)!

We had a wonderful day together yesterday. It was such a beautiful day too! Dean surprised me by taking the day off. We spent the morning at home with Will. Took a walk to the park and went on a bike ride. My sister came over after lunch to watch Will, so we could spend the rest of the day just us two! I didn't want to do anything fancy. No dressing up. No expensive dinner. (Although, at times, I do enjoy doing just that). We saw a double feature at Movies 10, had some yummy diner food (I ordered meatloaf. At a diner. Can you tell I'm pregnant?), we got some Cheesecake Factory cheesecake to-go, and headed to a park where we had our dessert picnic style. Then we set up our, totally awesome best purchase ever, hammock and just.....relaxed. It was so wonderful. We were home by 9pm. No late night partying for this mama. Got to kiss my baby, and rock him to sleep. Then headed to bed with my hott and handsome husband. The perfect end, to a perfect day :)

Friday, June 11, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: Week 15

I find myself being excited it's the weekend, but I'm not sure why. Nothing too spectacular is happening. My work doesn't end. Dean is working all day today. Perhaps he'll be home early enough for us to do something fun before my body gives out. We have a vow renewal ceremony to go to tomorrow morning for a short time, which will be nice, but then Dean is back to work all day leaving Sunday as our only full day together as a family. I'll be getting my haircut tomorrow too, which I always have mixed feelings about. I am excited at the prospect of having it turn out how I want, but I have had too many bad haircuts to know that there is always a chance it won't. Fingers crossed I suppose.

Today has been quite lovely. Had breakfast with 4 great girls (and Will), at a local diner..... Ahhh, Diner food: My new love. *Guilty confession: I have eaten at a diner 4 times this week. Twice for dinner. Twice for breakfast. I only sort of feel bad about that. I'll do better next week, I promise.* I had an appointment with the midwife, and that went well. I got to hear the heartbeat again, which always makes my day :) I gained roughly 4 lbs in 4 weeks. Wonder why. Almost back up to my pre-pregnancy-morning-sickness weight, which I suppose is a good thing.

I have been feeling good these past couple of days. Haven't felt the need to take a nap, and have been able to get some stuff done while Will naps. Hoping to get back into a workout routine of some sort now that my energy is coming back. It's tough getting back into it after going so long without it! It's amazing how quickly you can lose your muscle mass too! Right before I got pregnant, I was in the best shape I have ever been. Now I feel fat and blah. I know mom, I know. It's a good thing. Eat, eat, get fat, and eat.

So, you may have heard of pregnancy dreams before (Yes, random change of subject). A normal occurrence of crazy, whacked out dreams during pregnancy. Well, I have crazy, whacked out dreams anyways, so that's nothing new. What I have been doing is talking in my sleep. Now, after my spiel has been said and in my half awakeness, I either a) Try to explain to Dean why what I said makes complete sense or b) Start to defend myself. It has been rather amusing. I of course can't remember anything specific that was said, so I guess you'll just have to take my word for it. Or ask Dean.

I will leave you with a shoddy cell phone shot of my 15 week baby belly. Taken in my messy room.

Oh, and I just downed a peach and about 16 oz of cottage cheese. And I bought dill pickles today.

Friday, June 4, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: Week 14

Hello 2nd trimester, good riddance morning sickness! I can't believe I am already heading into my 2nd trimester. I am feeling close to normal now. Smells still get to me, but no longer make me very nauseas. Still waiting. Hoping. Desperately praying for my energy to come back. I'm pretty much cooked by 9pm, and that's with an afternoon nap. My belly seems to be popping out a bit quicker this time around, which I actually very much enjoy. It took forever with Will! I didn't feel like I looked pregnant until around 20 weeks. I'm at the point now where I don't look big at all in the morning, but by the end of the day, and multiple bowls of cereal later, there's no holding it in.

I have been so hormonally emotional, it's driving me crazy! Not to mention my poor husband! I get all worked up over silly things, and I even tear up/cry at tv shows. TV SHOWS!!! I had yet to cry at even the saddest of movies before now. I wasn't like this at all with my first pregnancy either. Oy.

I thought I may have felt the baby move yesterday. It's so hard to tell the difference this early between baby movement and well....gas, and lets face it, gas happens a lot while pregnant. My pregnancy burps have officially started. I just don't burp un-pregnant, but gee whiz I can't help it now. I don't even realize I'm doing it!

I am so excited for this summer! Even though it was super tough being sick for so long, and hard to see the positive side of things I am thankful that, if it had to happen, it at least happened when it did. We have such a crazy busy and fun summer planned with multiple weddings, graduation parties, bridal showers, family picnics, birthday parties, Seabreeze, VACATION!!!!!, family camp, and that's just what is planned already! I would be so bummed if I were to be dealing with morning sickness during all of that, and I thank the Lord often that I won't be!

Well, I am off to try and take a nap now while Will sleeps, so I am happy by the time my man comes home!

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

A Bunch of Nonsense

It's 8am. Will is still sleeping, and I have been awake since 7am. We took Will down to the playground last night before bedtime, and it completely wiped him out. We'll have to do that more often. He is very independent, going wherever he pleased. Although I am pretty sure if we just left him, he would have noticed very quickly. He really has little, to no fear at the playground. He climbs everywhere, leans his body way out over the edge, and will go down all the slides with no hesitation. He usually isn't very spooked by other the parents or children around, and really quite enjoys watching them. Last night was different. He was just minding his own business, on his way up to the slide for the umpteenth time, when a bigger 2 year old boy started talking to him. His firsts words were pleasant enough "Hi baby." Will just stood there in silence, completely still. "Baby, be quiet!!!" Still silent. Still frozen. "Stop baby, be quiet!" Will wasn't sure what to do. He really wanted to go down the big slide, but he would have to walk past the boy to get there. He decided it wasn't worth the risk, and turned around to go down the small slide. Turns out it was a good decision. Just a few minutes later he did come in contact with the boy. Will tripped, and the boy tried to sit on him like he was a horse. Daddy came to the rescue then, of course.

Will is starting to stir. Although it would have been nice to sleep a bit longer, I really have enjoyed this cool, quiet house to myself while it lasted. I am very much looking forward to this day. My sister is coming over this afternoon to watch Will, so I can do some casual shopping on my own. Looking for a dress for my brothers upcoming wedding, and hopefully get some new, fun summer clothes that my soon to be growing belly can fit into. Not quite looking forward to driving a car with no ac in 90 degree weather, but I suppose I will survive. As of now, Dean plans on being home relatively early (5pm or so) and we may head up to the beach for a bit. Maybe get some ice cream Yes get some ice cream!

Well, Will is now definitely awake, and pounding away in his crib. Time for me to go. I hope you all have a pleasant day!

Monday, May 17, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: 11 weeks and 3 days

I can't help but laugh after writing out this blog posts title. Before experiencing pregnancy myself, I never understood why when asking a pregnant woman how far along she was she would always respond "Oh, I'm 27 weeks." Um, ok. So (in my head), take 27......and divide that by 4.5....and you get...??? Instead of just saying "I'm 6 months." But I find myself doing just that! You see, when you're pregnant, every week completed is such a milestone! Whether it is one week closer to the end of morning sickness. One week closer to being able to find out the sex of the baby. One week closer to your due date! It's all so exciting! Plus, you feel so much more...accomplished by saying a big number apposed to a smaller one.

Well, where was I. Oh yes, 11 weeks, 3 days. Woohoo! I had my first appointment with my midwife (group) today. Ya know, the one with the whole kit and kaboodle. Fun stuff. It was all worth it though, because at the end we were able to hear the heartbeat!!!! It has to be one of the best sounds ever! Coming close to a tie with hearing your baby's cry for the 1st time. It's amazing how we are able to hear a strong, clear heartbeat from my 2 inch long, 1 oz baby tucked away in my womb.

I went into the appointment telling myself not to get worried if we couldn't find the heartbeat today. We tried at 11 weeks for the first time with Will, and she wasn't able to find it. She (a different midwife then the lovely one who saw me today) immediately goes into talking about ectopic pregnancies and setting up an ultrasound asap to make sure everything was alright. Needless to say, it being my first pregnancy and all, I freaked out! I couldn't sleep that night. Every little cramp I felt scared the bejeeburrs out of me. We ended up being able to go into Compass Care for an ultrasound, and saw that everything was just fine.

Although every due date calculator I've used online has said Dec 3rd, the official due date given to me from my Doc's was Dec. 5th.

I am feeling very grateful today! I have one healthy and happy son. Another precious life growing safe in my womb. A hardworking husband who loves his family. I am feeling so much better now! Plus, I was able to stop at the store, so now I can have my chocolate milk! Life is good.

Friday, May 7, 2010

Pregnancy Diary: Week 10

The End Is Near. Of morning sickness, that is! After almost 3 weeks of feeling nauseous day and night, throwing up all day, every day, horrible headaches, all my energy gone, and having any smell put me over the edge, I am finally starting to remember how it felt to feel normal. This week has been a recovery week for me. Having lost 10lbs in 2 weeks from not being able to keep anything down, I was so weak and nutrient deficient. I couldn't stand up for 30 seconds without becoming lightheaded, dizzy and have my heart start pounding like crazy. I still get dizzy if I am walking around/standing for too long, but my appetite for food is slowly coming back. I am feeling a little stronger every day.

But then there is my kitchen. I used to love my kitchen. Will and I spent the majority of our day in there. Now, it is my enemy. My constant fear. Smells are a big deal for me when I am pregnant. I still can't go in there and not become sick to my stomach. That's just stepping foot in there, lets not even get into having to open the fridge. Oy.

This whole experience has been so emotionally draining too. I have never felt so useless in my life. It's an awful feeling. From the outside it looks like I have it made. Perhaps I do. Someone always there to watch and care for my kid. Feed him, change diapers, entertain him. My house being cleaned and laundry being done for me while I get to sleep in, lay on the couch all day watch movies, and take naps. My whole purpose in life is to be a wife, a mother, and I couldn't fulfill either of those. I love caring for my son. Getting him dressed, changing diapers, preparing healthy food for him, teaching him right from wrong. All of which I had to put in the hands of other people. Not easy to do at all. Will has hardly been here at all for 3 weeks now. He has been going back and forth between grandparents houses and spending time with daddy at his store. It helps that he has been such a good boy.

Then there is my husband. He has been absolutely wonderful. So far beyond anything words could express. He has been completely selfless. On top of being crazy busy with work and dealing with the stress owning your own business brings, he has also had to step into the role of caregiver, housekeeper, cook and daddy mommy. He gets up extra early to bring Will to his grandparent of the day, changes dirty diapers (big deal!), packs up Will's diaper bag remembering even the little things like the binky and socks. He has been working long days, and comes right home to care for me. Does the laundry, dishes, fends for himself for food. I don't know what I'd do without him. I love you so much baby!

So, here I am. 10 weeks pregnant. The worst is over. I am finally getting excited again about this pregnancy. Happy to have been able to have 2 planned pregnancies, and no early "surprises". I have a thing about planning things out. I have my first midwife appointment in a couple weeks, and I can't wait to hear the heartbeat for the first time! I plan on doing a much better job of documenting my growing belly then I did with my first. Don't worry, I won't bore you with a belly pic every week, especially this early on, but I just wanted a starting "before" picture. I'm really not showing at all yet. That little bump is just the stubborn leftovers from baby #1!