Today is Sunday and I wish I were going to church, but with a sickly Delores and a borderline sickly Lydia, it just wouldn't be a good idea.
So yesterday went pretty well. Lydia didn't seem too sick. She never ran a fever, she coughed a little, and I heard a little mucus, but I never got any out and she didn't seem like she was uncomfortable, so I didn't bother calling our quack of a doctor. Delores seemed like she was doing better too. She took a good nap, she didn't seem as congested, and she ate pretty good.
After Josh's mom and sister picked up Delores I got to work on my shopping. It was a little frustrating because the crib I was going to get was out of stock and the bedding, hamper, and mobile were out of stock. So I had to track down all the stuff from another website and pick out a different crib. After about an hour of looking I finally got everything ordered except for the mobile and the hamper. No one had it in stock. So the next two weeks should be pretty crazy with all the boxes on my front stoop. Josh got home right about then and he was able to hang out all day. It was very nice. After I motivated us to get up and stop being lazy we organized the house a little, and then it was time for Delores to come home. When Delores got home we put her to bed, ate dinner and then Josh got called out. He didn't have to be gone long so we were back in cuddle town in no time.
I never got the breast pumping down. =( I tried single pumping with a soft shield, that caused a loss in suction. I tried double with one soft shield (since I only have one) and that fixed the suction problem, but then I couldn't get hardly any milk. So I guess I'm going to have to buy another soft shield and try that. I went back to my single pump and surprisingly did not have the results like I was having. It kind of irritated me. I don't want to waste my time on one ounce of milk. Up until yesterday I was getting at least 3 ounces off one side at a time. So I was filling up a bottle in two feedings. Two bottles a day. Twelve ounces total a day. So I will try again today. That's the thing about breastfeeding. You have to be very dedicated to it and it takes hard work, but it is very worth it. I hated that I had to stop breast feeding Delores, but when it's not there to give then what else can you do?
Today I have no plans except for trying to keep my sanity. I'm still watching Lydia closely and drinking Theraflu, but so far so good. I can't say the same about Josh. He snored loudly all night and sounded very congested so he may have caught what Delores had, but we will see when he gets up.
Have a great Sunday!
Sunday, February 27, 2011
lazy Saturday
Good morning! Today is Saturday and I am ready to get this day started. I think. Lol.
Yesterday was pretty wild. Delores is still sick and she wore me out. Even though my mom was there I still over did it. Delores wanted to be picked up a lot and I couldn't turn her down because she was sick and I didn't want to upset her anymore than she already was. She wouldn't take good naps either so I didn't really get a break from taking care of her. Lydia had a rough day too. She had a hard time falling asleep for naps. Probably because I couldn't rock her and relax with her like I have been and she was snacking to fall asleep, so it felt like I nursed her all day.
Delores did something very cute though. Lydia was crying and Delores was trying to peak in the swing to see her and when I picked her up she started to throw a fit. Mom suggested she take Lydia and I take Delores because she may have been getting jealous so I did and Delores threw another fit and pointed at Lydia. So mom handed Lydia to me and Delores reached her arms out like she was going to take Lydia. So I got real close to Delores and she just hugged her and laid her head on Lydia's back and patted her head and back. It was so cute. She just kept hugging her for about 5 minutes. It melted my heart.
After I put sickly Delores to bed Lydia got up to eat from a long nap and she started coughing and sounded congested in her nose. It freaked me out a little but I thought maybe she just sucked some dust in and she was just trying to get it out. Then when I went to feed and burp her she started gagging because of the mucus in the back of her throat. Well then I really started freaking out. I called Josh (who is on call this weekend) to tell him and ask what I should do. He told me to call Amy, so I did and she said just to watch her closely till tomorrow morning (this morning) and if it got worse to call our family doctor to come in and see her. She asked me if he had swab Delores for flu or rsv or anything and when I told her "no," she was pretty appauled. Especially because there was a newborn in the house. I hate our family doctor. I always have, but this just takes the cake. I have spent months trying to find a new pediatrition that would take our insurance and I have finally found one, but until I get Delores plans switched I am stuck with Dr. Stafford.
So today I just going to watch her closely and drink Theraflu so she will get a little in my breastmilk and just try to relax. Josh's parent are looking after Delores today so I wont be so stressed out with Josh being on call. I'm also going to try to buy some stuff for Lydia's nursery today. I'm just going to try to be as lazy as possible.
Yesterday was pretty wild. Delores is still sick and she wore me out. Even though my mom was there I still over did it. Delores wanted to be picked up a lot and I couldn't turn her down because she was sick and I didn't want to upset her anymore than she already was. She wouldn't take good naps either so I didn't really get a break from taking care of her. Lydia had a rough day too. She had a hard time falling asleep for naps. Probably because I couldn't rock her and relax with her like I have been and she was snacking to fall asleep, so it felt like I nursed her all day.
Delores did something very cute though. Lydia was crying and Delores was trying to peak in the swing to see her and when I picked her up she started to throw a fit. Mom suggested she take Lydia and I take Delores because she may have been getting jealous so I did and Delores threw another fit and pointed at Lydia. So mom handed Lydia to me and Delores reached her arms out like she was going to take Lydia. So I got real close to Delores and she just hugged her and laid her head on Lydia's back and patted her head and back. It was so cute. She just kept hugging her for about 5 minutes. It melted my heart.
After I put sickly Delores to bed Lydia got up to eat from a long nap and she started coughing and sounded congested in her nose. It freaked me out a little but I thought maybe she just sucked some dust in and she was just trying to get it out. Then when I went to feed and burp her she started gagging because of the mucus in the back of her throat. Well then I really started freaking out. I called Josh (who is on call this weekend) to tell him and ask what I should do. He told me to call Amy, so I did and she said just to watch her closely till tomorrow morning (this morning) and if it got worse to call our family doctor to come in and see her. She asked me if he had swab Delores for flu or rsv or anything and when I told her "no," she was pretty appauled. Especially because there was a newborn in the house. I hate our family doctor. I always have, but this just takes the cake. I have spent months trying to find a new pediatrition that would take our insurance and I have finally found one, but until I get Delores plans switched I am stuck with Dr. Stafford.
So today I just going to watch her closely and drink Theraflu so she will get a little in my breastmilk and just try to relax. Josh's parent are looking after Delores today so I wont be so stressed out with Josh being on call. I'm also going to try to buy some stuff for Lydia's nursery today. I'm just going to try to be as lazy as possible.
Friday, February 25, 2011
No Josh = scarey day
Today is the first day without Josh home. Eek! My mom is coming to help, but there is nothing like the other parent's help.
I loved having Josh here with me. I really forgot how much I loved just spending time with him. We hardly get to see each other and he works every other weekend, so when we are together we are usually running errands and getting things done around the house. Even when we have special dinner dates or something we still talk about things we have to do because we haven't had enough time to wind down from our lives to just enjoy each other. He is so great. He helped out around the house and with the babies and spoiled Delores (in a good way) and she is going to be so mad when she gets up and he is not here. Just everyday things he surprised me with. When he doesn't have to work he is like a different person. He tried new food (something I struggle to get him to do) on his own, he and Delores picked me flowers, he read almost every blog post, he was so attentive and comforting. It was awesome. Sigh.
Today is going to be good though. I woke up in a good mood ready to start my day with confidence that I can do this and not loose my mind. We had a good night last night. We didn't have to go in to get Delores one time. Lydia went about 5 hours in between feedings, so I got about 4 hours of sleep at a time. It was the best sleep I've gotten since Lydia has been home. Oh and she was one week old yesterday. But anyway, Delores is still sick, but she started her antibiotic yesterday so maybe she'll feel a little better and won't be so rough on me. I still technically not suppose to do any housework, but I probably will anyway if I have time. I feel like I can work the girls schedules out around each other and I won't be pulled in different directions too often. The only thing I'm concerned about is pumping breast milk. I just got a double pump and I haven't figure out how I'm going to be hands free to pump yet, but I'll get it down. Hopefully. Lol. If I don't I can go to using my single pump, but I really want to get it down for Josh's sake because he hates buying things that I end up not being able to use. It would bother me too, but as long as I get the breast milk out then I'm happy.
Well Delores is calling so off I go to start the day.
I loved having Josh here with me. I really forgot how much I loved just spending time with him. We hardly get to see each other and he works every other weekend, so when we are together we are usually running errands and getting things done around the house. Even when we have special dinner dates or something we still talk about things we have to do because we haven't had enough time to wind down from our lives to just enjoy each other. He is so great. He helped out around the house and with the babies and spoiled Delores (in a good way) and she is going to be so mad when she gets up and he is not here. Just everyday things he surprised me with. When he doesn't have to work he is like a different person. He tried new food (something I struggle to get him to do) on his own, he and Delores picked me flowers, he read almost every blog post, he was so attentive and comforting. It was awesome. Sigh.
Today is going to be good though. I woke up in a good mood ready to start my day with confidence that I can do this and not loose my mind. We had a good night last night. We didn't have to go in to get Delores one time. Lydia went about 5 hours in between feedings, so I got about 4 hours of sleep at a time. It was the best sleep I've gotten since Lydia has been home. Oh and she was one week old yesterday. But anyway, Delores is still sick, but she started her antibiotic yesterday so maybe she'll feel a little better and won't be so rough on me. I still technically not suppose to do any housework, but I probably will anyway if I have time. I feel like I can work the girls schedules out around each other and I won't be pulled in different directions too often. The only thing I'm concerned about is pumping breast milk. I just got a double pump and I haven't figure out how I'm going to be hands free to pump yet, but I'll get it down. Hopefully. Lol. If I don't I can go to using my single pump, but I really want to get it down for Josh's sake because he hates buying things that I end up not being able to use. It would bother me too, but as long as I get the breast milk out then I'm happy.
Well Delores is calling so off I go to start the day.
short and sweet
Well I haven't gotten a schedule down for myself or for the girls yet so I am writing this at night. The negative hour of the day. Dun, dun, dun. Lol.
Anyway, Lydia's check up went get. She only lost 2 ounces from her birth weight so she was 8 pounds, 2 ounces. Her color is good, she is eating good, and her heal stick only took about 5 minutes because she also bled good.
And this was a saved draft and I don't remember what else I wanted to say. Lol
Anyway, Lydia's check up went get. She only lost 2 ounces from her birth weight so she was 8 pounds, 2 ounces. Her color is good, she is eating good, and her heal stick only took about 5 minutes because she also bled good.
And this was a saved draft and I don't remember what else I wanted to say. Lol
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
A mother of two...what did I get myself into?
So it has been 5 whole nights and 4 whole days since we had Lydia and I have enjoyed very moment I've had with her. I love newborns. They are so sweet and peaceful and all they do is eat and sleep and poop. Lol. I understand now why I got pregnant so quickly after Delores was born. I look at Lydia and I never want her to grow out of this stage. You just want to sit and stare at her for hours and it kind of makes me sad to know this period of time is very short and it will be a while before I will get to experience this again. I have warned Josh though that no matter how sad I am that our baby is growing up, do not let me get pregnant again. Lol. At least for a few more years anyway.
Delores's introduction went pretty well. She was napping when we got home and we put Lydia in the bouncey seat in the pack n play while she was still napping. When she got up we spent some time with her and she was so happy to see us. She cuddled with us a good bit and then after almost an hour we thought it would be a good idea to make their introduction. Below is a video of the first time they met.
WARNING: this video is 9 mins long. It may become boring but it is a once in a lifetime event for us.
Lydia has been a pretty easy going baby so far. I wasn't expecting anything but to feed, feed, feed until my breastmilk came in. So she has been going about three hours or more in between feedings during the day and every two hours at night. You could say, so far, she kind of has her nights and days mixed up. My milk came in yesterday and it was a little rougher than I imagined it would be. She is kind of a lazy eater. I've been having to change her diaper in between breasts because she falls asleep and wakes about 20 mins later still hungry. Well yesterday she started wanting to be fed for hours at a time. She would fall asleep, I'd lay her down, 10 mins later she would cry to be fed again. I probably breastfed her from 1:30-2:30 and then I just made her stop so we could grab a bite to eat. She still cried in the backseat like she was hungry. Then she ate good around 4:00 and then she ate again at 7:00. When it was time for her to eat again at 10, she did not want to stop. I fed her off and on until 1:30 in the morning. I tried giving her a paci, holding her, rocking her, Josh tried holding her and putting her in the bouncey seat with the vibrating thing on, nothing was working. She would get quiet for a little while and then start crying again. That is the most frustrating thing about being a mother to a newborn. Sometimes they cry and you think "You been fed (plenty), you've been changed, you aren't hot or cold, you've been given gas drops, nothing is poking you anywhere. What else could possibly be wrong?," and they don't answer back. They just keep crying until you are crying yourself. We finally fell asleep around 2:00. Then she got up at 2:30 to eat. Again. This time she went back to sleep, but Delores got up at 5:00 wanting a bottle. So we were up again. Then we went back to sleep and Lydia went until 7:00 before she wanted to eat again. So I got up at 7:00 and am catching up on my blog, obviously.
Today, I hope will be better. We have Lydia's newborn screening with Amy today where she will weigh her and prick her heal and all that fun stuff. I am going to try to keep Lydia on a 3 hour feeding schedule also and see if that helps with her marathon feeding sessions. Also I am not going to pump today. Yesterday I tried to pump after feedings and I don't know if that had anything to do with her not eating well, but I am not going to take any chances. Even though my boobs feel like they are going to explode.
Mentally I am still nervous about the idea being left alone with two babies and I have had my "Ahhhh!!," moments, but Josh has been very helpful and I am just living in the moment until I have to be faced with the act of being a SAHM of two. Lydia is starting to be a little more predictable during the day also so maybe by the time Josh goes back to work on Friday I will have a little better idea of how to take care of them both. I may also start taking my antidepressant again before Josh goes back so I can get use to it and not be all spaced out. I don't really want to, but I don't want to freak out on the first day Josh is gone and just break down. I don't know. I still haven't decided. I may talk to Amy about it today. In the mean time, if any mommies with multiple children want to give me some sample schedules of their days it would be much appreciated.
Well Lydia is calling. Have a great Tuesday everyone!
Delores's introduction went pretty well. She was napping when we got home and we put Lydia in the bouncey seat in the pack n play while she was still napping. When she got up we spent some time with her and she was so happy to see us. She cuddled with us a good bit and then after almost an hour we thought it would be a good idea to make their introduction. Below is a video of the first time they met.
WARNING: this video is 9 mins long. It may become boring but it is a once in a lifetime event for us.
Lydia has been a pretty easy going baby so far. I wasn't expecting anything but to feed, feed, feed until my breastmilk came in. So she has been going about three hours or more in between feedings during the day and every two hours at night. You could say, so far, she kind of has her nights and days mixed up. My milk came in yesterday and it was a little rougher than I imagined it would be. She is kind of a lazy eater. I've been having to change her diaper in between breasts because she falls asleep and wakes about 20 mins later still hungry. Well yesterday she started wanting to be fed for hours at a time. She would fall asleep, I'd lay her down, 10 mins later she would cry to be fed again. I probably breastfed her from 1:30-2:30 and then I just made her stop so we could grab a bite to eat. She still cried in the backseat like she was hungry. Then she ate good around 4:00 and then she ate again at 7:00. When it was time for her to eat again at 10, she did not want to stop. I fed her off and on until 1:30 in the morning. I tried giving her a paci, holding her, rocking her, Josh tried holding her and putting her in the bouncey seat with the vibrating thing on, nothing was working. She would get quiet for a little while and then start crying again. That is the most frustrating thing about being a mother to a newborn. Sometimes they cry and you think "You been fed (plenty), you've been changed, you aren't hot or cold, you've been given gas drops, nothing is poking you anywhere. What else could possibly be wrong?," and they don't answer back. They just keep crying until you are crying yourself. We finally fell asleep around 2:00. Then she got up at 2:30 to eat. Again. This time she went back to sleep, but Delores got up at 5:00 wanting a bottle. So we were up again. Then we went back to sleep and Lydia went until 7:00 before she wanted to eat again. So I got up at 7:00 and am catching up on my blog, obviously.
Today, I hope will be better. We have Lydia's newborn screening with Amy today where she will weigh her and prick her heal and all that fun stuff. I am going to try to keep Lydia on a 3 hour feeding schedule also and see if that helps with her marathon feeding sessions. Also I am not going to pump today. Yesterday I tried to pump after feedings and I don't know if that had anything to do with her not eating well, but I am not going to take any chances. Even though my boobs feel like they are going to explode.
Mentally I am still nervous about the idea being left alone with two babies and I have had my "Ahhhh!!," moments, but Josh has been very helpful and I am just living in the moment until I have to be faced with the act of being a SAHM of two. Lydia is starting to be a little more predictable during the day also so maybe by the time Josh goes back to work on Friday I will have a little better idea of how to take care of them both. I may also start taking my antidepressant again before Josh goes back so I can get use to it and not be all spaced out. I don't really want to, but I don't want to freak out on the first day Josh is gone and just break down. I don't know. I still haven't decided. I may talk to Amy about it today. In the mean time, if any mommies with multiple children want to give me some sample schedules of their days it would be much appreciated.
Well Lydia is calling. Have a great Tuesday everyone!
She is here!...Birth story
Lydia Beatrice Lewis was born Thursday, February 17th, 2011 at 10:17 PM weighing in at 8 pounds 4 ounces and is 20 and quarter inches long.
Thursday last week everything started as normal. I got up, did my blog, my mom came over early, we played with Delores and I went off to my 40 week 4 day appointment with my midwife. I got there and had to wait a little while, but when she took me back she asked me almost immediately if I wanted to be check and have my membranes stripped. It kind of took me by surprise because having my membranes stripped was not something that I had even considered or even knew that she did. I hadn't done research on it. I didn't know what it entailed and frankly it kind of scared me. I believe birth should be a completely natural process based on the fact that God equipped women to bear children and anything that comes between that is just not natural to me. I couldn't decide if having my membranes stripped was coming in between natural birth. After talking to Josh we decided to go ahead and do it. That was around 4:00. I drove home and started noticing some cramping. I got home around 4:45 and started making Delores's dinner. By 5:00 I was having contractions. I timed them for about 30 mins and they were 2 mins about about 30 seconds long a piece. I texted Josh to come home ASAP and he call his parents to come sit with Delores. My mom was still there so she helped me with Delores because my contractions were getting intense fast. Josh got home and we finished packing our bag. We put Delores to bed and then we were gone. We were going to stop and grab a bite to eat before we got there because I hadn't eaten anything since lunch and I knew I was going to need it for energy, but I was so uncomfortable I just wanted to get there. I had my mom pick us up something on the way there.
When I got there around 7:00 she checked me and I was 6 cm. This did not make me happy. I made it to 8 at home with Delores and this time I felt like I was further along. So she sat me on the birthing ball for about an hour and checked me again. I think I was around 8, although she never really said. I was so tired so I tried to get in bed but that didn't work. It made the contractions so intense that I felt like I was going to throw up. I went back and forth from the edge of the bed, to the ball, to the bathroom until I started moaning to get through the contractions and then she got me in the tub. At this point I had no idea how much time had passed or what time it was. The tub made me a little more comfortable till I started getting the shakes and it was time to push. Nothing can make you comfortable at 10 cm. So at 10:00 I started to push. I was making good progress but it hurt so much worse than Delores did. This time I actually had to scream. Last time I was just able to hold my breath and push through it, but it hurt so bad I wanted to cry this time. Josh's poor mom had to go outside to pray because she just couldn't listen to me go through it. When she started to crown I started feeling nauseous during each push. When the head came through I said I was going to throw up and had to dry heave through getting her head the rest of the way out. When it was all the way out I had no feeling of relief because I still felt like dry heaving so I just took a deep breath and pushed her on out. She was born at 10:17 PM.
I felt ten times better obviously after she was out and laying on my chest. She didn't really want to cry good, but she kept going. Her head was covered in dark thick hair and thick vermix and I just kept looking at her waiting for some emotion to hit. But nothing really did. I just smiled and talked to her and then Amy cut the cord and handed her to Josh armed with a warm towel from the dryer. Then Amy cleaned me up, delivered the placenta, and got me to the bed. I was still shivering so I stayed under the covers while she checked her heart and breathing and took her footprints and all that. Then it was time to breastfeed. I breastfeed her for about an hour and then Amy dressed her and handed her off to Josh to show her to the family while I relaxed. He announced her name, Lydia Beatrice, and everyone liked it (or at least they pretended too, lol). Then I was ready for bed. My brother and dad made a late visit at 12:30 for a split second and then we all went to bed around 1:00.
Beginning to end, labor took 5 hours 17 mins. It was so much more intense this time around and if I had to do it all over again I would not have my membranes stripped. To me the labor was too fast. I need a little time to adjust to each pain and work through it. I think this just kick started it too quickly and I couldn't mentally work through the pain. There were actually times this time when I said "I don't know if I can do this," but of course they reassured me I could, and that I was, and that in a little while I would be holding my new baby and it would all be worth it. It wasn't going to last forever and before I knew it she was there. I will say one thing, I am not having another baby for a while. Lol.
Thursday last week everything started as normal. I got up, did my blog, my mom came over early, we played with Delores and I went off to my 40 week 4 day appointment with my midwife. I got there and had to wait a little while, but when she took me back she asked me almost immediately if I wanted to be check and have my membranes stripped. It kind of took me by surprise because having my membranes stripped was not something that I had even considered or even knew that she did. I hadn't done research on it. I didn't know what it entailed and frankly it kind of scared me. I believe birth should be a completely natural process based on the fact that God equipped women to bear children and anything that comes between that is just not natural to me. I couldn't decide if having my membranes stripped was coming in between natural birth. After talking to Josh we decided to go ahead and do it. That was around 4:00. I drove home and started noticing some cramping. I got home around 4:45 and started making Delores's dinner. By 5:00 I was having contractions. I timed them for about 30 mins and they were 2 mins about about 30 seconds long a piece. I texted Josh to come home ASAP and he call his parents to come sit with Delores. My mom was still there so she helped me with Delores because my contractions were getting intense fast. Josh got home and we finished packing our bag. We put Delores to bed and then we were gone. We were going to stop and grab a bite to eat before we got there because I hadn't eaten anything since lunch and I knew I was going to need it for energy, but I was so uncomfortable I just wanted to get there. I had my mom pick us up something on the way there.
When I got there around 7:00 she checked me and I was 6 cm. This did not make me happy. I made it to 8 at home with Delores and this time I felt like I was further along. So she sat me on the birthing ball for about an hour and checked me again. I think I was around 8, although she never really said. I was so tired so I tried to get in bed but that didn't work. It made the contractions so intense that I felt like I was going to throw up. I went back and forth from the edge of the bed, to the ball, to the bathroom until I started moaning to get through the contractions and then she got me in the tub. At this point I had no idea how much time had passed or what time it was. The tub made me a little more comfortable till I started getting the shakes and it was time to push. Nothing can make you comfortable at 10 cm. So at 10:00 I started to push. I was making good progress but it hurt so much worse than Delores did. This time I actually had to scream. Last time I was just able to hold my breath and push through it, but it hurt so bad I wanted to cry this time. Josh's poor mom had to go outside to pray because she just couldn't listen to me go through it. When she started to crown I started feeling nauseous during each push. When the head came through I said I was going to throw up and had to dry heave through getting her head the rest of the way out. When it was all the way out I had no feeling of relief because I still felt like dry heaving so I just took a deep breath and pushed her on out. She was born at 10:17 PM.
I felt ten times better obviously after she was out and laying on my chest. She didn't really want to cry good, but she kept going. Her head was covered in dark thick hair and thick vermix and I just kept looking at her waiting for some emotion to hit. But nothing really did. I just smiled and talked to her and then Amy cut the cord and handed her to Josh armed with a warm towel from the dryer. Then Amy cleaned me up, delivered the placenta, and got me to the bed. I was still shivering so I stayed under the covers while she checked her heart and breathing and took her footprints and all that. Then it was time to breastfeed. I breastfeed her for about an hour and then Amy dressed her and handed her off to Josh to show her to the family while I relaxed. He announced her name, Lydia Beatrice, and everyone liked it (or at least they pretended too, lol). Then I was ready for bed. My brother and dad made a late visit at 12:30 for a split second and then we all went to bed around 1:00.
Beginning to end, labor took 5 hours 17 mins. It was so much more intense this time around and if I had to do it all over again I would not have my membranes stripped. To me the labor was too fast. I need a little time to adjust to each pain and work through it. I think this just kick started it too quickly and I couldn't mentally work through the pain. There were actually times this time when I said "I don't know if I can do this," but of course they reassured me I could, and that I was, and that in a little while I would be holding my new baby and it would all be worth it. It wasn't going to last forever and before I knew it she was there. I will say one thing, I am not having another baby for a while. Lol.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
4 days overdue
Okay, so I'm 4 days overdue. I can live with that. Lol. Anyone know what the stages of grief are? Have I hit them all yet? Lol.
Yesterday I started off pretty depressed even though I tried to be upbeat. My insensitive father sent me a text message yesterday morning (like he does almost everyday) with just one word "Today?" Well if I knew when I was going pop this baby out I'd probably be a millionaire because I would've figured out how to predict one of the great mysteries of life. I sent him one back saying "I don't know I don't have a timer." I just started crying. There is all this pressure on me to have this baby and I have no control over it, but people act like I do. Anyway, after I balled like a baby to Josh over the phone and expressed how it just wasn't funny, I got up and got over it. I went in to get Delores up and she made me smile. I realized that soon she was not going to be my only child and I needed to take this time not as a disappointment that I don't have two children yet, but as a privilege that I get these few extra days to enjoy my daughter as an only child. So that really changed my day.
Everything else was pretty normal. Delores spend some time outside because the weather has been so nice lately and she enjoyed that. I actually did some housework to make the day go a little quicker. I put up some laundry that had piled up on top of the dryer and did some diaper laundry. I tried to do some dishes but I just couldn't bend down that much or even really reach the sink that well. I also made dinner. Josh got home about 30 minutes early last night which we all enjoyed because he got to see a messy Delores finish her dinner and then he got to play with her for a while. We went outside and they "chased," each other around the yard (as well as a toddler can chase on uneven ground). Then we did bath and bed and Josh had to make a run to the grocery store. I just went last week, but I bought things in anticipation that we would have the baby already and Josh would be here and we would cook and freeze meals together. Well she is not here and Josh is still taking his lunch instead of eating at home so we ran out the things I didn't bother to get. After he got back we sat and ate ice cream out of the carton together and talked and then we went to bed.
Josh had baby monitor duty last night and I only had to tell him to get up once, but he told me this morning he did only get up that one time. Lol. He's so funny.
Today I have my 40 week 4 day appointment with my midwife and I'm not sure what to expect because I didn't go over last time so I don't know if we'll talk about induction or do a cervical exam or what. My mom is coming to watch Delores and she mentioned something about taking her to the park. That should be fun. I don't really care as long as I get out of the house. I hate being cooped up in the house. I've mentioned also that I'm not really made to be a SAHM either so the combination of the two usually sends me nuts by this time of the week, but I think I've talked about that before.
Two more days until the weekend and I get to spend some time with Josh! Have a great Thursday! Oh and Happy Birthday to my wonderful father-in-law!
Yesterday I started off pretty depressed even though I tried to be upbeat. My insensitive father sent me a text message yesterday morning (like he does almost everyday) with just one word "Today?" Well if I knew when I was going pop this baby out I'd probably be a millionaire because I would've figured out how to predict one of the great mysteries of life. I sent him one back saying "I don't know I don't have a timer." I just started crying. There is all this pressure on me to have this baby and I have no control over it, but people act like I do. Anyway, after I balled like a baby to Josh over the phone and expressed how it just wasn't funny, I got up and got over it. I went in to get Delores up and she made me smile. I realized that soon she was not going to be my only child and I needed to take this time not as a disappointment that I don't have two children yet, but as a privilege that I get these few extra days to enjoy my daughter as an only child. So that really changed my day.
Everything else was pretty normal. Delores spend some time outside because the weather has been so nice lately and she enjoyed that. I actually did some housework to make the day go a little quicker. I put up some laundry that had piled up on top of the dryer and did some diaper laundry. I tried to do some dishes but I just couldn't bend down that much or even really reach the sink that well. I also made dinner. Josh got home about 30 minutes early last night which we all enjoyed because he got to see a messy Delores finish her dinner and then he got to play with her for a while. We went outside and they "chased," each other around the yard (as well as a toddler can chase on uneven ground). Then we did bath and bed and Josh had to make a run to the grocery store. I just went last week, but I bought things in anticipation that we would have the baby already and Josh would be here and we would cook and freeze meals together. Well she is not here and Josh is still taking his lunch instead of eating at home so we ran out the things I didn't bother to get. After he got back we sat and ate ice cream out of the carton together and talked and then we went to bed.
Josh had baby monitor duty last night and I only had to tell him to get up once, but he told me this morning he did only get up that one time. Lol. He's so funny.
Today I have my 40 week 4 day appointment with my midwife and I'm not sure what to expect because I didn't go over last time so I don't know if we'll talk about induction or do a cervical exam or what. My mom is coming to watch Delores and she mentioned something about taking her to the park. That should be fun. I don't really care as long as I get out of the house. I hate being cooped up in the house. I've mentioned also that I'm not really made to be a SAHM either so the combination of the two usually sends me nuts by this time of the week, but I think I've talked about that before.
Two more days until the weekend and I get to spend some time with Josh! Have a great Thursday! Oh and Happy Birthday to my wonderful father-in-law!
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