My darling P actually asked to eat broccoli! She kept shoving it in her mouth and asking for more and more of it. I can't express how awesome this is - quite a triumphant day in the land of baby. I have been trying for months to hide veges or put cheese on them or cut them up into cute little matchsticks, eat them in front of her....anything to get her to eat her veges. I gave up and just fed her extra fruit or mixed baby sweet potatoes with applesauce so she'd get something in her.
Oh the things that make me happy nowadays.
A little update on Ethan - he had his two week appointment on Tuesday. I took him in at 10 days since hubby was still home with me at that point. He gained 12 ounces, weighing in at 7 pounds 12 ounces and grew 3/4 of an inch making him 21 and 3/4 inches long. It is kind of crazy that he grew that much - especially when I compare him to Peyton. She grew long and lean at a pretty average rate.
I am not surprised that Ethan grew that much when I think of how much he eats. My boobs don't really get a break. It is totally different breastfeeding him compared to Peyton. She was really hard to get latched on in the beginning and we had a TON of problems, but I ended up bfeeding her for 13 months. Now, he latched like a champ, I have plenty of milk for him and am hoping he will bfeed for as long as she did, or longer. P weaned herself, and I have heard of many boy babies weaning themselves when they start eating solid foods. I hope that doesn't happen...we'll see! I can't worry about those things...needless.
Saturday, February 09, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Besides the fact
that I have barely slept in 7 days, everything is going really well. P is taking well to her baby brother...just take a look at this picture (you may need to click on it to make it bigger):
Seriously, though, P is doing very well with her brother. She has only hit him about 10 times with her hand, once with her sippy and once with her bowl - oh, and once with her teddy bear and once with her baby doll. Other that she just loves on him and pets him like the dogs.
He pretty much nurses all night long and then I just have him sleep beside me. He seems to sleep better if he is in bed with me right now. I don't want it to be a pattern but for now it is fine because it allows me to get 20 minutes here and there through the night. Looking at his face makes me want to do anything for him...regardless of the fact that he is my son. yeah, right!
Monday, January 28, 2008
Baby Boy
Okay...so I am laughing at my last post. I was complaining about not being induced on Wednesday and low and behold at 2pm I started having contractions that day. I knew I was feeling kind of weird and very short-tempered. P and I went to the grocery store and I felt very annoyed being there and like my vision was impaired. It was strange. So, I raced through the store to get home and hang out. Poor P got the shaft of short-tempered behavoir.
Well, I ended up calling Shane to get home because I just wasn't sure what was happening. I knew that if they got close I would have to go to the hospital quickly. I was scared that I would go into immediate labor and wouldn't have someone to watch P. I really didn't want her to see me in pain in the hospital. Luckily, it didn't happen that way.
My mom came over around 6p and I asked her to stay the night just in case. We got Mexican and as we ate and talked I felt like I probably should go to the hospital. Not that I was having contractions super close together or for a long time, but they were close enough and getting more and more painful.
Another "luckily" we went to the hospital before full-on labor is because hubby took three wrong turns. The funny thing about that was that not just a week prior he went and scouted it out because he couldn't remember from P's birth. I was nervous but we had time so it was fine. We got to triage and they checked me...only 3 and 1/2 centimeters. Similar to P, but since I wasn't in full-on labor I was afraid they were going to send me home. They decided to keep me since P came so quickly, but I had to walk for an hour to see if I would dilate more. I did, but only to like 4 and 1/2. During this time they told me I was Strep B positive and had to put be put on a penicillan IV drip for 4 hours and then they would break my waters. So, that was another "luckily" because I didn't know I was Strep B positive. At my doc's office they said my test was fine so I didn't even think about it. It made me a little angry because I didn't really understand what it meant...just that I needed the antibiotics for the baby.
I was taken to the room where they put my IV in and then told me to walk again for another 45 minutes. At this point it was 10pm. So, hubby and I walked and that is when we came to the conclusion for the baby's name. We also got to talk like we hadn't been able to in a while with having a 1 and 1/2 year old running around and be being pregnant and hormonal. ha! When we got back to the room I was having full-on painful contractions, but only to about 5 centimeters. I decided to get the epidural at that point since it was only going to get worse and who knew how long this one was going to take!
At 2am my midwife broke the baby's waters. They sat me in a different position in the bed, which was so comfortable I didn't really want to go through labor. Believe it or not, that new hospital bed they were trying out and the epidural made me feel better than I had in months so I was really enjoying being painfree for a while. At around 3:15am or so my midwife checked my dilation and told me I was ready to push. They got all set up and Ethan Matthew was born at 3:39am. Three pushes and that little babe was out. Hubby was really choked up and almost cried. It was so sweet.
Immediately they handed Ethan to me and took care of the nethers, which required no work from me. Wow - he was an angel to behold. He was so darn cute and had a full head of almost black hair. I knew Ethan was the perfect name for him at that point. And, he latched on like a champ and has been breastfeeding like he always knew how to. I am so thankful for that because it took P and I three months to get it down. It was so hard and I almost gave up, but then I ended up nursing P for over 13 months, which I hope I can do with Ethan.
Now to get him to change his clock. He is up ALL night long. I am so exhausted it is almost painful and will hopefully only last like this for a few more weeks. He just wants to eat ALL the time - seriously at night he bf's every 20 minutes. But, like hubby says, fast foward another 6 months and all of this will be worked out. I don't mind it except when I am nodding off and he is crying and has pooped and peed everywhere. Other than that he is terrific. He is truly my little treasure. To think of how perfect P is and how perfect he is brings me to tears. I am so blessed.
Well, I ended up calling Shane to get home because I just wasn't sure what was happening. I knew that if they got close I would have to go to the hospital quickly. I was scared that I would go into immediate labor and wouldn't have someone to watch P. I really didn't want her to see me in pain in the hospital. Luckily, it didn't happen that way.
My mom came over around 6p and I asked her to stay the night just in case. We got Mexican and as we ate and talked I felt like I probably should go to the hospital. Not that I was having contractions super close together or for a long time, but they were close enough and getting more and more painful.
Another "luckily" we went to the hospital before full-on labor is because hubby took three wrong turns. The funny thing about that was that not just a week prior he went and scouted it out because he couldn't remember from P's birth. I was nervous but we had time so it was fine. We got to triage and they checked me...only 3 and 1/2 centimeters. Similar to P, but since I wasn't in full-on labor I was afraid they were going to send me home. They decided to keep me since P came so quickly, but I had to walk for an hour to see if I would dilate more. I did, but only to like 4 and 1/2. During this time they told me I was Strep B positive and had to put be put on a penicillan IV drip for 4 hours and then they would break my waters. So, that was another "luckily" because I didn't know I was Strep B positive. At my doc's office they said my test was fine so I didn't even think about it. It made me a little angry because I didn't really understand what it meant...just that I needed the antibiotics for the baby.
I was taken to the room where they put my IV in and then told me to walk again for another 45 minutes. At this point it was 10pm. So, hubby and I walked and that is when we came to the conclusion for the baby's name. We also got to talk like we hadn't been able to in a while with having a 1 and 1/2 year old running around and be being pregnant and hormonal. ha! When we got back to the room I was having full-on painful contractions, but only to about 5 centimeters. I decided to get the epidural at that point since it was only going to get worse and who knew how long this one was going to take!
At 2am my midwife broke the baby's waters. They sat me in a different position in the bed, which was so comfortable I didn't really want to go through labor. Believe it or not, that new hospital bed they were trying out and the epidural made me feel better than I had in months so I was really enjoying being painfree for a while. At around 3:15am or so my midwife checked my dilation and told me I was ready to push. They got all set up and Ethan Matthew was born at 3:39am. Three pushes and that little babe was out. Hubby was really choked up and almost cried. It was so sweet.
Immediately they handed Ethan to me and took care of the nethers, which required no work from me. Wow - he was an angel to behold. He was so darn cute and had a full head of almost black hair. I knew Ethan was the perfect name for him at that point. And, he latched on like a champ and has been breastfeeding like he always knew how to. I am so thankful for that because it took P and I three months to get it down. It was so hard and I almost gave up, but then I ended up nursing P for over 13 months, which I hope I can do with Ethan.
Now to get him to change his clock. He is up ALL night long. I am so exhausted it is almost painful and will hopefully only last like this for a few more weeks. He just wants to eat ALL the time - seriously at night he bf's every 20 minutes. But, like hubby says, fast foward another 6 months and all of this will be worked out. I don't mind it except when I am nodding off and he is crying and has pooped and peed everywhere. Other than that he is terrific. He is truly my little treasure. To think of how perfect P is and how perfect he is brings me to tears. I am so blessed.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Why?
Why didn't I just go in this morning? Why?
I have been having sporadic contractions since 2pm and am in a foul mood. My poor P...luckily hubby came home and is entertaining her. I have just been doing laundry and walking up and down the steps.
I don't even feel like eating...well, except for a hot fudge sundae and I don't really need that addition to my thighs at this point. The thing is, I can't tell what is a contraction and what is him moving. They both feel equally as painful and that makes it extremely hard to keep any kind of time watch.
Hopefully he'll show up today/night...
I have been having sporadic contractions since 2pm and am in a foul mood. My poor P...luckily hubby came home and is entertaining her. I have just been doing laundry and walking up and down the steps.
I don't even feel like eating...well, except for a hot fudge sundae and I don't really need that addition to my thighs at this point. The thing is, I can't tell what is a contraction and what is him moving. They both feel equally as painful and that makes it extremely hard to keep any kind of time watch.
Hopefully he'll show up today/night...
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Today is the day?
Today is my due date. I don't feel any different than I did yesterday or a month ago. I just feel big and fat, uncomfortable, tired and hungry. Who knows, though, what could transpire today.
I scheduled to be induced tomorrow and canceled the appointment. I just can't do it. I have nothing wrong with me physically and the baby doesn't at this point, either. My due date could just be a few days off and I'd like to give the baby that time to "figure it out." I am on the schedule at the hospital for Jan. 31 which gives me a bit over a week to see if he decides to come on his own.
Now - everything I heard about a second baby being early is completely shot out of the water. Also, walking and going up and down stairs seems to be quite a wive's tale at this point in time. We'll see about heartburn and dark hair and also if the labor and delivery is faster with a subsequent child.
I hope I am not posting tomorrow....:)
I scheduled to be induced tomorrow and canceled the appointment. I just can't do it. I have nothing wrong with me physically and the baby doesn't at this point, either. My due date could just be a few days off and I'd like to give the baby that time to "figure it out." I am on the schedule at the hospital for Jan. 31 which gives me a bit over a week to see if he decides to come on his own.
Now - everything I heard about a second baby being early is completely shot out of the water. Also, walking and going up and down stairs seems to be quite a wive's tale at this point in time. We'll see about heartburn and dark hair and also if the labor and delivery is faster with a subsequent child.
I hope I am not posting tomorrow....:)
Monday, January 21, 2008
Induce
So, tomorrow is my due date and it couldn't be sooner. I haven't been sleeping for weeks, and I know that it will be the same when the baby comes but it won't be same kind of exhaustion. Hubby keeps talking about how tired we are going to be and I keep telling him, "Yeah, but it isn't the same exhaustion as when you are pregnant." Making a baby is really hard work even thought it is very natural. No wonder people used to not let pregnant women do anything in their final months - they needed the rest more than they needed the pampering! haha!
Anyhow, last night I was up until 5:30am. I can't take this anymore. I was embarressed because our friend Big came to help hubby move the new furniture into the baby's nursery. He asked Shane if I had been sleeping....I looked that bad. I was in Target the day before getting some blush (and I don't know when I'll get back to Aveda - not feeling mall-like at that moment) and thought my mascara had run. I licked my finger to remove the make-up and realized I was removing concealer and that my eyes were just that dark underneath. My dark circles looked like black eyes. I just can't take it anymore. Not just that I am tired, I am in pain. It is very painful to sleep at night and I think that keeps me up. Last night I came down and watched way too much Grizzly Man on Animal Planet, but I fell asleep. I think I'll just stay on the couch until I deliver. The support for my back and the way it supports my big belly is much better than the bed. I feel like such a complainer...jeez, I could be one of those women who is bed-ridden their last weeks or even months of pregnancy. A fellow classmate was on bedrest for EIGHT weeks. She was only allowed up to pee like 5 times a day and that was IT. She had to take her blood pressure throughout the day and call into her doctor's office. I have no right to complain about feeling tired or in pain when I hear stories like that.
If I don't go into labor by tomorrow night I am trying to get in to be induced on Wednesday...and I will probably chicken out and just wait until I absolutely would have to get induced. :) I got some advice from my friend's husband who is almost finished with his gynie residency. He gave me some excellent information that helps me feel MUCH better about the choice. But, I have to stop reading about it online...as hubby reminds me, information online can be bogus even if the site looks reputable. You have to be careful...and I get sucked into research and reading too much when I get obsessed about something.
Anyhow, last night I was up until 5:30am. I can't take this anymore. I was embarressed because our friend Big came to help hubby move the new furniture into the baby's nursery. He asked Shane if I had been sleeping....I looked that bad. I was in Target the day before getting some blush (and I don't know when I'll get back to Aveda - not feeling mall-like at that moment) and thought my mascara had run. I licked my finger to remove the make-up and realized I was removing concealer and that my eyes were just that dark underneath. My dark circles looked like black eyes. I just can't take it anymore. Not just that I am tired, I am in pain. It is very painful to sleep at night and I think that keeps me up. Last night I came down and watched way too much Grizzly Man on Animal Planet, but I fell asleep. I think I'll just stay on the couch until I deliver. The support for my back and the way it supports my big belly is much better than the bed. I feel like such a complainer...jeez, I could be one of those women who is bed-ridden their last weeks or even months of pregnancy. A fellow classmate was on bedrest for EIGHT weeks. She was only allowed up to pee like 5 times a day and that was IT. She had to take her blood pressure throughout the day and call into her doctor's office. I have no right to complain about feeling tired or in pain when I hear stories like that.
If I don't go into labor by tomorrow night I am trying to get in to be induced on Wednesday...and I will probably chicken out and just wait until I absolutely would have to get induced. :) I got some advice from my friend's husband who is almost finished with his gynie residency. He gave me some excellent information that helps me feel MUCH better about the choice. But, I have to stop reading about it online...as hubby reminds me, information online can be bogus even if the site looks reputable. You have to be careful...and I get sucked into research and reading too much when I get obsessed about something.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Getting close...
I am so close to my due date right now. I can't believe how fast it has gone! Even though I am quite ready to have the baby I am also scared. I mean this time I am scared of labor and of bringing home the baby. When I had P I was excited but not ever really scared.
I guess I am coming to the realization that I am going to be really busy for the next couple of months with a newborn and P. I am really behind in my schoolwork and each day I plan to do I take a nap instead. I am exhausted! I am going to have to push through it today and this weekend to get a few more assignments finished up. I just have to suck it up.
The doctor's appt. went well this moring. I am officially 3 centimeters dilated, which is what I was when I got to the hospital with major contractions with P. P and I went to the rec center so I could walk and she could play in the playroom to move things along. And, whoever says to walk to help labor come on is crazy. I have been walking and riding the bike for months and these last few weeks I amped it up a bit and NOTHING.
Hopefully hubby will pick up some of the slack and take P places to play while I am home with the sweet boy. I want to be sure she doesn't get the shaft...that makes me nervous. I really don't want her to feel left out or ignored in any way. I mean afterall, she was here first.
I guess I am coming to the realization that I am going to be really busy for the next couple of months with a newborn and P. I am really behind in my schoolwork and each day I plan to do I take a nap instead. I am exhausted! I am going to have to push through it today and this weekend to get a few more assignments finished up. I just have to suck it up.
The doctor's appt. went well this moring. I am officially 3 centimeters dilated, which is what I was when I got to the hospital with major contractions with P. P and I went to the rec center so I could walk and she could play in the playroom to move things along. And, whoever says to walk to help labor come on is crazy. I have been walking and riding the bike for months and these last few weeks I amped it up a bit and NOTHING.
Hopefully hubby will pick up some of the slack and take P places to play while I am home with the sweet boy. I want to be sure she doesn't get the shaft...that makes me nervous. I really don't want her to feel left out or ignored in any way. I mean afterall, she was here first.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
39 weeks
I was really hoping to have this baby this week, but I just don't think it is going to happen. I am officially almost 10 months pregnant and boy do I feel like it! I really am getting big and uncomfortable at this point - not like it is terrible, but the symptoms are rather trying on the nerves. I feel really big, bloated, exhausted all the time, find it hard to get around, find it hard to wear anything but sweatpants, my emotions are completely whacked, I have a very short span of patience for my daughter and the dogs. Just sooooo different than it was with P.
I am trying to be pleasant, and I am especially trying to give lots of love and attention to P and the dogs when I am feeling loving. I HATE when I get out of patience with them. Today was a case in point. I went to pick up P from the gym's playroom and she didn't want to come with me. I know that kids go through that, but it really hurt my feelings. She just loves Mary and the women that work there so much. I wish I had the energy to workout for more than hour so she could play for a while, but right now that is not an option. And, it isn't just the fact that I run out of energy it is that I run out of patience! Again with the patience. Some of those people walk so slow or so fast and don't use the track properly. Usually this doesn't bother me, but lately if someone doesn''t pass on the right or runs in the inside lane I get so annoyed. I am ridiculous. :)
Anyhow - here is a pic of me. I have the calendar in the background - let's hope this child is born THIS month. haha!
I am trying to be pleasant, and I am especially trying to give lots of love and attention to P and the dogs when I am feeling loving. I HATE when I get out of patience with them. Today was a case in point. I went to pick up P from the gym's playroom and she didn't want to come with me. I know that kids go through that, but it really hurt my feelings. She just loves Mary and the women that work there so much. I wish I had the energy to workout for more than hour so she could play for a while, but right now that is not an option. And, it isn't just the fact that I run out of energy it is that I run out of patience! Again with the patience. Some of those people walk so slow or so fast and don't use the track properly. Usually this doesn't bother me, but lately if someone doesn''t pass on the right or runs in the inside lane I get so annoyed. I am ridiculous. :)
Anyhow - here is a pic of me. I have the calendar in the background - let's hope this child is born THIS month. haha!
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Dear Baby Boy
My darling son-to-be,
I know that you are taking your time enjoying your warm watery surroundings and listening to the sounds of your sister and the dogs, but don't you think it is time you come out and actually see them? I mean, I know you like the food I feed you and are beefing up, but really you don't have to get TOO big...a smaller baby makes labor easier on mommy. I guess at this point it doesn't matter since I am almost full term. Wishful thinking never hurt anyone, though.
I am being pretty selfish at this point. Mainly because I weigh the same amount as an average man and have circles so dark under my eyes that Grammies thought I had gotten a black eye. It is hard to get around and especially hard to get up after sitting on the floor playing with Peyton. You keep teasing me with painful movements and Braxton Hicks. Daddy even put the luggage in the car and has his outfit picked out that he will throw on if he is in his PJ's when you decide to come.
We are all very excited to meet you and hold you in our arms. Daddy and I are still deciding on a name and right now we just call you baby brother. P calls you baby brozer and gives you a kiss every night. I bet she is already planning how she is going to dress you up and make you call her things like "Queen Peyton" or she'll make you sit there while she plays teacher. All kidding aside, you both will have so much fun playing together. Hopefully she won't hit you too much when you are born...we'll see. She likes to hit the dogs with her toys; she thinks it is funny.
Okay, so doesn't that all sound like fun? And don't you think it is time to greet the world? I think you are too busy sleeping at this point to listen to me, but hey, it's worth a shot.
Love, mama
I know that you are taking your time enjoying your warm watery surroundings and listening to the sounds of your sister and the dogs, but don't you think it is time you come out and actually see them? I mean, I know you like the food I feed you and are beefing up, but really you don't have to get TOO big...a smaller baby makes labor easier on mommy. I guess at this point it doesn't matter since I am almost full term. Wishful thinking never hurt anyone, though.
I am being pretty selfish at this point. Mainly because I weigh the same amount as an average man and have circles so dark under my eyes that Grammies thought I had gotten a black eye. It is hard to get around and especially hard to get up after sitting on the floor playing with Peyton. You keep teasing me with painful movements and Braxton Hicks. Daddy even put the luggage in the car and has his outfit picked out that he will throw on if he is in his PJ's when you decide to come.
We are all very excited to meet you and hold you in our arms. Daddy and I are still deciding on a name and right now we just call you baby brother. P calls you baby brozer and gives you a kiss every night. I bet she is already planning how she is going to dress you up and make you call her things like "Queen Peyton" or she'll make you sit there while she plays teacher. All kidding aside, you both will have so much fun playing together. Hopefully she won't hit you too much when you are born...we'll see. She likes to hit the dogs with her toys; she thinks it is funny.
Okay, so doesn't that all sound like fun? And don't you think it is time to greet the world? I think you are too busy sleeping at this point to listen to me, but hey, it's worth a shot.
Love, mama
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Clothes
My cousin Candyce rocks! She has been setting P up with clothes since she was born. She has two girls of her own and they are 4 and almost 3, so I get all the hand-me-downs. She is really a lifesaver. I save so much money by borrowing these clothes it is unbelievable. I guess being destined to have a boy and have to buy clothes for him isn't so bad...but, I do have friends I could borrow from in a pinch for him, too.
Last night she, Mitch and the girls came over and dropped off winter and summer clothes in 18 mos - 2T, which is exactly what P is wearing. She also had a big bag of shoes in various sizes that will probably fit P through until fall. The only things I will need to buy her are socks, tights, a swimsuit, diaper, wipes, and those other various toddler items. Yeah!
On another note.... Yesterday after spending the night with Grammy and Papa, Peyton would not nap. She missed me and her daddy and did NOT want to sleep. It was my mom's birthday and we had dinner plans - I really wanted her to get a couple of hours in so she was pleasant during dinner. Well, I couldn't get her down and she fell asleep in the car on the way to the restaraunt. Hubby sat with her for a while and then brought her in...not a good idea. She was a mess pretty much all through dinner and then didn't want to leave. She threw an ever-loving fit when I tried to put her coat on - it was really embarressing. Kind of like the whole place went quiet and all you could her was her high pitched screaming. Hubby said he had never seen her like that before - it was quite eye-opening. Well, welcome to my world. She is starting to really exude her independence and knows she has a mind of her own at this point. She is quite challenging sometimes. I know that her actions yesterday were just because she was over tired.
Last night she, Mitch and the girls came over and dropped off winter and summer clothes in 18 mos - 2T, which is exactly what P is wearing. She also had a big bag of shoes in various sizes that will probably fit P through until fall. The only things I will need to buy her are socks, tights, a swimsuit, diaper, wipes, and those other various toddler items. Yeah!
On another note.... Yesterday after spending the night with Grammy and Papa, Peyton would not nap. She missed me and her daddy and did NOT want to sleep. It was my mom's birthday and we had dinner plans - I really wanted her to get a couple of hours in so she was pleasant during dinner. Well, I couldn't get her down and she fell asleep in the car on the way to the restaraunt. Hubby sat with her for a while and then brought her in...not a good idea. She was a mess pretty much all through dinner and then didn't want to leave. She threw an ever-loving fit when I tried to put her coat on - it was really embarressing. Kind of like the whole place went quiet and all you could her was her high pitched screaming. Hubby said he had never seen her like that before - it was quite eye-opening. Well, welcome to my world. She is starting to really exude her independence and knows she has a mind of her own at this point. She is quite challenging sometimes. I know that her actions yesterday were just because she was over tired.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Parenting Magazine
The February Issue is officially out and at Borders bookstore if anyone is interested. I know many of my mommy friends get them in the mail. Anyhow, some of my friends have asked what I said or where it is in the magazine.
Here is the scoop:
February 2008 issue
Pg. 29
"How we make errands more fun"
I just commented that I leaf through magazines at the checkout line and point at the pictures I think P would be interested in seeing. She likes to look at animals, other babies and people doing things like swimming or running.
I had sent in a comment on this subject last spring (I think) and in September or October one of the editors or journalists called me to follow-up. It was pretty easy. She just verified my name and location. I sent a number of other ideas, but I tried to keep the email short and sweet because being in MR for so many years I know how many emails news people get! I guess I'll share more often now that I know my ideas actually get read every once in a while. I tend to share my ideas and opinions freely...for those of you who know me. :)
Here is the scoop:
February 2008 issue
Pg. 29
"How we make errands more fun"
I just commented that I leaf through magazines at the checkout line and point at the pictures I think P would be interested in seeing. She likes to look at animals, other babies and people doing things like swimming or running.
I had sent in a comment on this subject last spring (I think) and in September or October one of the editors or journalists called me to follow-up. It was pretty easy. She just verified my name and location. I sent a number of other ideas, but I tried to keep the email short and sweet because being in MR for so many years I know how many emails news people get! I guess I'll share more often now that I know my ideas actually get read every once in a while. I tend to share my ideas and opinions freely...for those of you who know me. :)
P has first sleepover
P had her first sleepover at Grammie and Papa's house. I was worried about her, but I knew they would take good care of her. I called as soon as I got up this morning to check on her and she was just fine. I heard her in the background talking and eating her breakfast. It was funny to listen to my mom and dad try to figure out what she was saying. She is expanding her vocabulary and many of the new words are not easy to comprehend, but once you get them you are like "oh, yeah, duh - that IS what she is saying!"
Today is my mom's birthday. I think she kind of wants P with her for the day. They are enjoying her company and I am fine with it. I actually can take this time to get stuff done that is hard to do when I have her. I am picking and choosing my errands and chores for the day - all the ones get done that I can't do with her. At least at this point it is harder and harder to get around and even doing things by myself takes more time than usual. Kind of funny, actually!
Hubby and I went to the movies last night to celebrate our "freedom" for a night. We saw "Charlie Wilson's War." Great movie. I would recommend it. I got to eat movie popcorn - something I truly love, and drink soda. They didn't have juju bees....:(
I am really hoping to go into labor today...can I just share that? They asked if I wanted to be induced next week and I said no. They asked if I wanted to strip the membranes and I said no. Today I kind of wish I had said yes to one of those things...even though I really don't. Just feeling quite pregnant at the moment.
Today is my mom's birthday. I think she kind of wants P with her for the day. They are enjoying her company and I am fine with it. I actually can take this time to get stuff done that is hard to do when I have her. I am picking and choosing my errands and chores for the day - all the ones get done that I can't do with her. At least at this point it is harder and harder to get around and even doing things by myself takes more time than usual. Kind of funny, actually!
Hubby and I went to the movies last night to celebrate our "freedom" for a night. We saw "Charlie Wilson's War." Great movie. I would recommend it. I got to eat movie popcorn - something I truly love, and drink soda. They didn't have juju bees....:(
I am really hoping to go into labor today...can I just share that? They asked if I wanted to be induced next week and I said no. They asked if I wanted to strip the membranes and I said no. Today I kind of wish I had said yes to one of those things...even though I really don't. Just feeling quite pregnant at the moment.
Friday, January 11, 2008
My hubby
My hubby is such a cool guy. Today he had a lunch meeting with his vendors to check out a hosting company downtown. I guess this facility hosts his company's server so he needed to be sure they were qualified and I think the company itself wanted to impress him with their new space. Anyhow, he comes home to give me a box of chocolates from one our city's gourmet chocolatiers. How did he know I was combing the house for chocolate after the baby went down for a nap? :) I guess being almost 39 weeks pregnant gives it all away....?
So, I have been talking with a cousin on hubby's side about family stuff. I am a little shocked but not surprised at some of the things she shared. How can three brothers be so different? I kind of understand why hubby never went home after college and doesn't really want to go back except on occasion. And for me that is totally fine. Now, I really miss some of his family members and have become pretty close to a couple of his cousins, but as long as we keep in touch it is all good. It makes me feel kind of bad not wanting to deal with some of the drama, but I have a family of my own and am very close to my brother and his family and my mom and dad, cousins, aunts, etc. Plus, I know my family will always be honest with me - honesty is HUGE in my book. We have such a great foundation of friends and family here - I really don't want to give that up to move where I would feel uncomfortable.
So, my friend emails me today and told me she saw my quote in Parenting Magazine! I thought that was so cool! I didn't really tell anyone I was called by the journalist to comment on something I had written a while back - I am a little modest that way. So modest that I am currently posting this on my blog. Shameless. :)
So, I have been talking with a cousin on hubby's side about family stuff. I am a little shocked but not surprised at some of the things she shared. How can three brothers be so different? I kind of understand why hubby never went home after college and doesn't really want to go back except on occasion. And for me that is totally fine. Now, I really miss some of his family members and have become pretty close to a couple of his cousins, but as long as we keep in touch it is all good. It makes me feel kind of bad not wanting to deal with some of the drama, but I have a family of my own and am very close to my brother and his family and my mom and dad, cousins, aunts, etc. Plus, I know my family will always be honest with me - honesty is HUGE in my book. We have such a great foundation of friends and family here - I really don't want to give that up to move where I would feel uncomfortable.
So, my friend emails me today and told me she saw my quote in Parenting Magazine! I thought that was so cool! I didn't really tell anyone I was called by the journalist to comment on something I had written a while back - I am a little modest that way. So modest that I am currently posting this on my blog. Shameless. :)
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Surprise!
I belong to a mommies group that meets up every Wednesday in the afternoon. We have been meeting for about a year now and have all become friends. It is really great. I just love the girls and their little ones. All the children are around Peyton's age with some smaller ones in the mix. It is a nice mix with boys and girls so the kids learn how to play with both genders and learn how to begin friendships and lasting bonds (hopefully!). It is so nice to have a group of women who I feel connected to on all different levels and have tons to talk about and share. We get to have "adult" time and the kids get to play. As soon as all the pregos are finished I am going to start bringing wine to each event. haha!
Well, yesterday those darlings threw me a surprise baby shower! Beth (blog link: http://jasonbethandfamily.blogspot.com/) hosted and all the girls and the babes where there. She had an awesome spread and they had flowers and gifts for me and the soon-to-be baby Marks. I was so suprised. It was such a special gift and I will never forget it.
Beth had emailed that she had a surprise to share with all of us. I was totally thinking that Jason got a job in Seattle and they were moving. I didn't want to hear that, so I was hoping it was something else, and it was. I even asked hubby if he had heard anything from Jason about it and he said no. Now I am just laughing, and relieved that my friend isn't moving at this point in time!
Funny thing....on another note. I woke up early this morning feeling anxious and nervous. I just needed to get out of bed. I took a shower and decided to come down and check my email and post for the day. I get two emails. One I was expecting from another friend of mine on a question I had about second labors and the other was a surprise. My friend from Australia wrote that I was on her mind and she was worried about me. She was hoping everything was okay. I find it really interesting because I think what she must be feeling is the false labor pains I have been having all week. All week long I have been in a fair amount of pain with these false alarms. The contractions have been very painful, but definitely false because they are all lower abdomen. Anyhow, I am pretty sure she has been picking up on that. Pretty cool...especially having a connection like that across the ocean!
Well, yesterday those darlings threw me a surprise baby shower! Beth (blog link: http://jasonbethandfamily.blogspot.com/) hosted and all the girls and the babes where there. She had an awesome spread and they had flowers and gifts for me and the soon-to-be baby Marks. I was so suprised. It was such a special gift and I will never forget it.
Beth had emailed that she had a surprise to share with all of us. I was totally thinking that Jason got a job in Seattle and they were moving. I didn't want to hear that, so I was hoping it was something else, and it was. I even asked hubby if he had heard anything from Jason about it and he said no. Now I am just laughing, and relieved that my friend isn't moving at this point in time!
Funny thing....on another note. I woke up early this morning feeling anxious and nervous. I just needed to get out of bed. I took a shower and decided to come down and check my email and post for the day. I get two emails. One I was expecting from another friend of mine on a question I had about second labors and the other was a surprise. My friend from Australia wrote that I was on her mind and she was worried about me. She was hoping everything was okay. I find it really interesting because I think what she must be feeling is the false labor pains I have been having all week. All week long I have been in a fair amount of pain with these false alarms. The contractions have been very painful, but definitely false because they are all lower abdomen. Anyhow, I am pretty sure she has been picking up on that. Pretty cool...especially having a connection like that across the ocean!
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Unassisted Birth
I can't keep my comments to myself on this one: unassisted births. First of all, WTF? I mean, seriously, I know women have been having babies since time began, and in many countries that is the way it still is, but in America we have people who have worked hard to educate themselves on how to not only deliver a child but make sure the baby is okay once it is born. GMA had a segment on about unassisted births. They interviewed this woman who said that she felt her home was a much safter environment than the hospital for delivering her baby. Now, I know some hospitals can have bad reps - so go to a hospital that has a great rep and check it out! Make sure you see how sterile they are, how attentive the nurses are and how many babies are born there every day/week or year. Do your homework.
I am hopeful she did her homework on how to deliver her child at home. She had a birthing tub set up. Now, this rubber or plastic tub sitting in her bedroom looked kind of scary. I certainly hope there wasn't a puncture hole or something that would have caused it to deflate during labor, or God forbid contain some sort of contaminate that could harm a newborn. (As many of you know, the chemicals they use in furniture or carpeting to keep it stain resistant can be deadly for some children and also the flame retardent chemicals they put on childrens' clothing - so you need to be very careful with that type of thin much less delivering a child into a plastic pool). Then to top it off, she was unassisted - meaning just her and her husband. No midwife, no doula, no NP, no doc on call.....
Are these women truly facing the fact that they could potentially cause the death of their child? Are they willing to accept their child's fate if there are complications?
And, what does the law say about this? I mean, if they are trying to make abortion illegal how can they say it is okay to have an unassisted birth? It makes NO sense to me.
My friend shared this with me - she and I agree on the subject, so I wanted to post her response:
That is completely insane, I mean seriously. People think it is this natural spiritual thing. I think that God gave us the intelligence to become doctors and discover cures, and to keep our babies safe during child birth! He is probably up there saying, dumbass what are you doing???
There is a joke that says that goes something like this. There was a man that was hanging on a cliff and he was praying to God, "God please come down and save me!" A goat herder came and said here grab my hand, I will help you, and the man said, I am not afraid, God will save me. Then a helicopter came and dropped a ladder to rescue him and he said, I am not afraid God will save me, and then a boat came under him and said we will help you and he said the same thing, and he eventually let go and dropped to his death. When he got to heaven he said God where were you? and God said, I sent a goat herder, a helicopter AND a boat, what more do you want???
I am hopeful she did her homework on how to deliver her child at home. She had a birthing tub set up. Now, this rubber or plastic tub sitting in her bedroom looked kind of scary. I certainly hope there wasn't a puncture hole or something that would have caused it to deflate during labor, or God forbid contain some sort of contaminate that could harm a newborn. (As many of you know, the chemicals they use in furniture or carpeting to keep it stain resistant can be deadly for some children and also the flame retardent chemicals they put on childrens' clothing - so you need to be very careful with that type of thin much less delivering a child into a plastic pool). Then to top it off, she was unassisted - meaning just her and her husband. No midwife, no doula, no NP, no doc on call.....
Are these women truly facing the fact that they could potentially cause the death of their child? Are they willing to accept their child's fate if there are complications?
And, what does the law say about this? I mean, if they are trying to make abortion illegal how can they say it is okay to have an unassisted birth? It makes NO sense to me.
My friend shared this with me - she and I agree on the subject, so I wanted to post her response:
That is completely insane, I mean seriously. People think it is this natural spiritual thing. I think that God gave us the intelligence to become doctors and discover cures, and to keep our babies safe during child birth! He is probably up there saying, dumbass what are you doing???
There is a joke that says that goes something like this. There was a man that was hanging on a cliff and he was praying to God, "God please come down and save me!" A goat herder came and said here grab my hand, I will help you, and the man said, I am not afraid, God will save me. Then a helicopter came and dropped a ladder to rescue him and he said, I am not afraid God will save me, and then a boat came under him and said we will help you and he said the same thing, and he eventually let go and dropped to his death. When he got to heaven he said God where were you? and God said, I sent a goat herder, a helicopter AND a boat, what more do you want???
Tires can be so much fun....not.
Yesterday I went to my cousin's to drop off some baby stuff she let us borrow. We ended up buying a bigger car seat and my friend sent us this awesome new swing for the baby, so we didn't need to horde those two things from Candyce any longer. She has a prego friend who could probably use them in the next couple of months.
Anyhow, I am driving back home thinking of all the things I wanted to get done that afternoon. P and I had been to the gym so I was feeling a little like labor was coming on from riding the bike and walking; luckily, it wasn't. A nice guy stopped me at a light to tell me my back right tire was flat. I was so thankful he told me because I could tell the car wasn't riding well. So, I stop at a gas station to fill the tire up and it wouldn't hold the air. Being 9 and 1/2 months pregnant and having a 1 and 1/2 year old in the back seat kind of made me not think clearly. I should have just changed or had the tire changed right there, but NO I decided (like the truly intelligent person I am) to drive to try to get to a tire store to get it fixed. Well, that was like 10 minutes of driving on a flat tire...not exactly safe. :) But, we made it. Good Year had time to fix it and the tire in stock - we were so lucky!
Well, the whole time I am sitting there I thought for sure I was going into labor. Those guys were so nice getting me in right away and the last thing I wanted to do is spring a pregnant moment on them. hahaha! The thought is really amusing to me.
Anyhow, I am driving back home thinking of all the things I wanted to get done that afternoon. P and I had been to the gym so I was feeling a little like labor was coming on from riding the bike and walking; luckily, it wasn't. A nice guy stopped me at a light to tell me my back right tire was flat. I was so thankful he told me because I could tell the car wasn't riding well. So, I stop at a gas station to fill the tire up and it wouldn't hold the air. Being 9 and 1/2 months pregnant and having a 1 and 1/2 year old in the back seat kind of made me not think clearly. I should have just changed or had the tire changed right there, but NO I decided (like the truly intelligent person I am) to drive to try to get to a tire store to get it fixed. Well, that was like 10 minutes of driving on a flat tire...not exactly safe. :) But, we made it. Good Year had time to fix it and the tire in stock - we were so lucky!
Well, the whole time I am sitting there I thought for sure I was going into labor. Those guys were so nice getting me in right away and the last thing I wanted to do is spring a pregnant moment on them. hahaha! The thought is really amusing to me.
Monday, January 07, 2008
Arrival of Baby Boy
I am feeling ready for this baby to pop out. I have gotten many things taken care of, for instance the library books are all returned, my car is cleaned out (just have to install the new car seat we bought), the co-sleeper is swept and has clean sheets, I am washing the swaddling blankets and some of P's newborn sleepers. I have some things already washed and ready for him, but I wanted to have a plethora to choose from when he gets here. You never know if it will be 65 degrees on the day he is born or 25 around here lately.
I still need to: return a book to Waldens, get P some things together to play with at the hospital, go grocery shopping, get the house swept and dusted, finish the laundry, get his new car seat installed with the snuggly, and get the bottles and pacis boiled. Hopefully, he won't take to a paci but it is okay if he does. P never did so I never had to worry about taking it away from her. And, hopefully I won't have to use any bottles until I am ready to give him one. My friend waited 3 weeks to start pumping and I think I'll do the same. I pumped from the very beginning with P and I believe that is what messed up my ability to pump. My LC told me to pump after every feeding for 5 minutes to get my milk supply up. Well, I did that and at first I got a good amount of milk but then I couldn't pump at all. P ended up not even needing pumped milk because she stopped taking a bottle all together at 3 months anyhow. I don't want that to happen this time around. I really want to be able to offer a bottle when I need to.
My friend had so much milk it was crazy. She had a boy and it seemed like she bfed him constantly. I wonder if the gender will make a big difference this time around - I am sure it will. All babies are so different...even from the same mama.
I just can't wait to have this baby at this point. I don't mean to be selfish, but I am really uncomfortable and have gained so much weight it is getting to be taxing to carry it all around. I am so bloated and in one week I gained 3 pounds! I am not even eating terribly or huge amounts - simply because I can't at this point in time. I feel so filled with water and excess fluids it is gross. Plus, I can't wait to meet him and give him a proper name...instead of just "baby boy" or "baby brother."
I still need to: return a book to Waldens, get P some things together to play with at the hospital, go grocery shopping, get the house swept and dusted, finish the laundry, get his new car seat installed with the snuggly, and get the bottles and pacis boiled. Hopefully, he won't take to a paci but it is okay if he does. P never did so I never had to worry about taking it away from her. And, hopefully I won't have to use any bottles until I am ready to give him one. My friend waited 3 weeks to start pumping and I think I'll do the same. I pumped from the very beginning with P and I believe that is what messed up my ability to pump. My LC told me to pump after every feeding for 5 minutes to get my milk supply up. Well, I did that and at first I got a good amount of milk but then I couldn't pump at all. P ended up not even needing pumped milk because she stopped taking a bottle all together at 3 months anyhow. I don't want that to happen this time around. I really want to be able to offer a bottle when I need to.
My friend had so much milk it was crazy. She had a boy and it seemed like she bfed him constantly. I wonder if the gender will make a big difference this time around - I am sure it will. All babies are so different...even from the same mama.
I just can't wait to have this baby at this point. I don't mean to be selfish, but I am really uncomfortable and have gained so much weight it is getting to be taxing to carry it all around. I am so bloated and in one week I gained 3 pounds! I am not even eating terribly or huge amounts - simply because I can't at this point in time. I feel so filled with water and excess fluids it is gross. Plus, I can't wait to meet him and give him a proper name...instead of just "baby boy" or "baby brother."
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Friday, January 04, 2008
No Mercy!
Hubby just taught P to say "No Mercy" and shake her fist. It is hilarious. When she plays with her toys and does something she shouts "No Mercy" when prompted. At first I thought it was obnoxious, but actually it is quite funny. He also taught her (a while back) to wiggle her fingers like she is doing magic and say "nummy, nummy, nummy" when you tell her to turn someone into a cupcake. Essentially, I am a small baked product with lots of icing a 1,000 times over. I have to get it on video at some point.
She also cracks me up playing with her new kitchen. Her dish of choice is duck soup. She puts her plastic toy ducks in a pot and then comes up to me with a spoon. I act like I am eating it and tell her what a good cook she is. She just laughs and then feeds "soup" to all of her stuffed animals. We have been coloring a lot and reading, and I have been letting her watch too much TV. She loves PBS kids in the morning and then Sesame Street. So, I choose one or the other depending on how I am feeling that day. I am just so tired most of the time, but only two weeks left then I suspect the baby will keep us both busy.
I am so ready to pop. I have gotten really swollen with this one, too. I don't remember feeling this way with P. I am so big and lethargic. It takes so much time and energy to do anything. For instance, I took the dogs to the groomers today. It was a small olympic feat just to get P and the dogs out of the car and into the groomers. I almost slipped and it scared the crap out of me. Pregos aren't supposed to fall this late in pregnancy or they have to go to the hospital. That is all I need right now. I know having the baby around will make it even a bit more challenging to get out, but at least I won't have a bit more protection for him if I do fall. We just bought the Graco Safe Seat for him and that thing is a beast. I love it. He will be able to fit in it for a long time, and it is super padded so I am hoping he will be more comfortable than P was in her seat. I still feel bad putting her in that hard seat.
She also cracks me up playing with her new kitchen. Her dish of choice is duck soup. She puts her plastic toy ducks in a pot and then comes up to me with a spoon. I act like I am eating it and tell her what a good cook she is. She just laughs and then feeds "soup" to all of her stuffed animals. We have been coloring a lot and reading, and I have been letting her watch too much TV. She loves PBS kids in the morning and then Sesame Street. So, I choose one or the other depending on how I am feeling that day. I am just so tired most of the time, but only two weeks left then I suspect the baby will keep us both busy.
I am so ready to pop. I have gotten really swollen with this one, too. I don't remember feeling this way with P. I am so big and lethargic. It takes so much time and energy to do anything. For instance, I took the dogs to the groomers today. It was a small olympic feat just to get P and the dogs out of the car and into the groomers. I almost slipped and it scared the crap out of me. Pregos aren't supposed to fall this late in pregnancy or they have to go to the hospital. That is all I need right now. I know having the baby around will make it even a bit more challenging to get out, but at least I won't have a bit more protection for him if I do fall. We just bought the Graco Safe Seat for him and that thing is a beast. I love it. He will be able to fit in it for a long time, and it is super padded so I am hoping he will be more comfortable than P was in her seat. I still feel bad putting her in that hard seat.
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
Happy New Year 2008
Instead of writing down my resolutions I am going to write my reflections of 2008. I was driving the other day and just thinking back on all of the wonderful things that happened and then all the sad things that happened. That is life - we have to take the good with the bad. And, if we didn't have the bad how would we know how good we really have it? Anyhow, let me begin...
The first of the year looked kind of grim as far as hubby's mom was concerned. We spent most of January in Florida, Boston and Rhode Island with her hoping that her health would turn around, but unfortunately she passed on Feb. 6. She had battled ovarian cancer for 6 years, which is amazing after being diagnosed at stage 3. We miss her terribly and have had a hard holiday season without her. Hubby has been pretty depressed all year. I can't even imagine.
Through all of that I had P keeping me busy. It is amazing how children change your life. I couldn't imagine my life without that little girl. She is the center of my universe and the the love of my life. To think I created something so perfect and beautiful is beyond me. Hubby and I question how we did it everyday. We are both so smitten with her. During 2007 she began talking, coloring with purpose, learning tons of new things, walking, feeding herself, running, playing complex games (like hide and seek), knowing some of the alphabet and singing...among many other things. Stuff we take for granted knowing as adults is quite amazing when you see a child learning them for the first time and being excited by them. It is really cool to watch and know that I have helped.
We celebrated her 1st birthday in May. It was a great time and I was pretty excited that so many people showed up to celebrate with us.
In May we also found out we were expecting baby #2. This time around it is a boy. I am due on Jan. 22 and couldn't be more ready at this point in time. I was very sick all summer and felt that it passed without me getting to really enjoy it and take advantage of more things with and for P.
Hubby's brother and his family visited in late July. That was a nice time and the kids loved playing with P. It was cute to see them get excited to hear her tell them what noises each animal made. Unfortunately, shortly after they returned by to RI we got some shocking news about his brother and some of the things he had been up to. Things that I don't care to write about because it is kind of embarressing and not really my business. But, I can write that the family suffered because of his actions. He is seeking help, so that is a good thing and we are all hoping he steps up for his family - meaning his wife and kids, which is where he is needed. Hubby has been a very understanding and forgiving brother and is really trying to understand and get passed his brother's behavoir. We shall see what this year brings.
My dad has been doing well with his heart problems. The doctor says his heart won't get better and that he will have to continue eating well and taking his medication. He seems okay with it, but he struggles with knowing his pacemaker could go off at anytime. It scares him. Sometimes I hate that he does so much. He just cannot sit still. Mom is doing well. She is caught up in her crafts and looking forward to retiring. Her knees still bug her but she won't talk to the doctor about it. I think she likes having something to complain about.
Hubby is okay. He has been depressed and sick a lot in 2007. I think most of it stems from the emotional stress of losing his mom, dealing with his brother and gearing up for another baby. He is our soul provider and I think that wears on him, too. Hopefully things will get better in 2008. I have a lot of anxiety about his health and his life choices. He doesn't eat really well and he never exercises, but is thin so it looks like he is the picture of health. It worries me.
My schoolwork is going well. I almost have my 4. back for my masters classes. I recieved ONE A- and that totally screwed it up. I am back to a 3.96. I am really hoping my next class will bump it up even more. I am taking two independent study classes right now that I need to get finished up by May. I really anticipated getting more done over the summer and fall, but as sick as I was I napped with the baby napped. I have to just force myself to stay up at night and work on it.
This year there are so many great things to look forward to. The baby is due in just 2 weeks, one of my best friends is getting married and we are planning a couple of trips with JUST US. No family. Hopefully a trip to the beach or someplace that will make it easy to trot the kids around. I am looking forward to planning our trip to Europe in the next few years. I want to be sure both kids are walking, potty-trained and eat well at the table before going. haha! We'll see.
Happy New Year! Have MORE FUN!!
The first of the year looked kind of grim as far as hubby's mom was concerned. We spent most of January in Florida, Boston and Rhode Island with her hoping that her health would turn around, but unfortunately she passed on Feb. 6. She had battled ovarian cancer for 6 years, which is amazing after being diagnosed at stage 3. We miss her terribly and have had a hard holiday season without her. Hubby has been pretty depressed all year. I can't even imagine.
Through all of that I had P keeping me busy. It is amazing how children change your life. I couldn't imagine my life without that little girl. She is the center of my universe and the the love of my life. To think I created something so perfect and beautiful is beyond me. Hubby and I question how we did it everyday. We are both so smitten with her. During 2007 she began talking, coloring with purpose, learning tons of new things, walking, feeding herself, running, playing complex games (like hide and seek), knowing some of the alphabet and singing...among many other things. Stuff we take for granted knowing as adults is quite amazing when you see a child learning them for the first time and being excited by them. It is really cool to watch and know that I have helped.
We celebrated her 1st birthday in May. It was a great time and I was pretty excited that so many people showed up to celebrate with us.
In May we also found out we were expecting baby #2. This time around it is a boy. I am due on Jan. 22 and couldn't be more ready at this point in time. I was very sick all summer and felt that it passed without me getting to really enjoy it and take advantage of more things with and for P.
Hubby's brother and his family visited in late July. That was a nice time and the kids loved playing with P. It was cute to see them get excited to hear her tell them what noises each animal made. Unfortunately, shortly after they returned by to RI we got some shocking news about his brother and some of the things he had been up to. Things that I don't care to write about because it is kind of embarressing and not really my business. But, I can write that the family suffered because of his actions. He is seeking help, so that is a good thing and we are all hoping he steps up for his family - meaning his wife and kids, which is where he is needed. Hubby has been a very understanding and forgiving brother and is really trying to understand and get passed his brother's behavoir. We shall see what this year brings.
My dad has been doing well with his heart problems. The doctor says his heart won't get better and that he will have to continue eating well and taking his medication. He seems okay with it, but he struggles with knowing his pacemaker could go off at anytime. It scares him. Sometimes I hate that he does so much. He just cannot sit still. Mom is doing well. She is caught up in her crafts and looking forward to retiring. Her knees still bug her but she won't talk to the doctor about it. I think she likes having something to complain about.
Hubby is okay. He has been depressed and sick a lot in 2007. I think most of it stems from the emotional stress of losing his mom, dealing with his brother and gearing up for another baby. He is our soul provider and I think that wears on him, too. Hopefully things will get better in 2008. I have a lot of anxiety about his health and his life choices. He doesn't eat really well and he never exercises, but is thin so it looks like he is the picture of health. It worries me.
My schoolwork is going well. I almost have my 4. back for my masters classes. I recieved ONE A- and that totally screwed it up. I am back to a 3.96. I am really hoping my next class will bump it up even more. I am taking two independent study classes right now that I need to get finished up by May. I really anticipated getting more done over the summer and fall, but as sick as I was I napped with the baby napped. I have to just force myself to stay up at night and work on it.
This year there are so many great things to look forward to. The baby is due in just 2 weeks, one of my best friends is getting married and we are planning a couple of trips with JUST US. No family. Hopefully a trip to the beach or someplace that will make it easy to trot the kids around. I am looking forward to planning our trip to Europe in the next few years. I want to be sure both kids are walking, potty-trained and eat well at the table before going. haha! We'll see.
Happy New Year! Have MORE FUN!!
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