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.

2pm.
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!