William was sick last night. While I was at work. Mommy guilt has set in.
William had decided that he wasn't going to eat much on Monday night and all day on Tuesday. I went to work for a closing shift Tuesday evening and when I called home on my break James had said that William had been puking. I asked him to clarify, and William actually clarified for him by puking while I was on the phone. :(
Apparently he puked 3 times, the last time was quite an effort. James did a great job taking care of him while I was gone, letting William puke all over him just to let him feel better. Apparently hoping that William would be sick over the sink, but when that didn't work, he allowed William to be comfy on his shoulder and do as he wished.
Thank you to my loving husband who did a great job taking care of his sick baby... the first time he was sick...
William is feeling much better today.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
So it's pink. Who cares.
Someone at work gave me their daughter's old walker thing. So it's pink. Who cares? He loves it!!
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Sunday, September 25, 2011
William had another milestone!
Little baby boy William sat up on his own today. Of course daddy was actually home, seeing it was Sunday and all... but he was in the shower. So, daddy missed it. :(
We had to lower the crib mattress today as well. William is able to just about reach the railing on the crib and soon enough he will be able to pull himself up. We decided to drop the mattress down to the bottom level so that we could put the crib tent on the crib. We are not satisfied with the ability to control the temperature in his room, so we are going to leave the door open overnight. Unfortunately, Zee likes to get in his crib so we need to keep her out. Hopefully this will work - a warm room over the winter and no kitties in the bed. He will be happy to see Dutch eye to eye first thing in the morning though!
We had to lower the crib mattress today as well. William is able to just about reach the railing on the crib and soon enough he will be able to pull himself up. We decided to drop the mattress down to the bottom level so that we could put the crib tent on the crib. We are not satisfied with the ability to control the temperature in his room, so we are going to leave the door open overnight. Unfortunately, Zee likes to get in his crib so we need to keep her out. Hopefully this will work - a warm room over the winter and no kitties in the bed. He will be happy to see Dutch eye to eye first thing in the morning though!
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Almost 6 Months!
William is just about 6 months old. What? Yes. My baby is growing up far too fast. He is on the verge of crawling, sitting, and has started to eat home made food. So far, he prefers barley over brown rice.
I was thinking this morning about what I would have done differently if I could have seen the future. For starters, we wouldn't have gotten the MamaRoo swing. I am sure lots of babies love it, but William didn't. In fact he just started liking it. Unfortunately, he can basically get himself out of it to pick up the toy that he drops on the floor. Scary. So, we decided to sell it. Not sure if we will get a swing for the next baby, but we do know that we are not going to store this one.
I also would have gotten a different breast pump. I am not a fan of sitting down at the couch all day either feeding or pumping. To all of you moms to be out there, get a hands free pump. It might save your sanity.
Clothes. Ya, far too many clothes! I think I would have been ok with 10 body suits instead of the 35 that I had for up to 3 months in age. He has outfits he wore once, if that. Towels, washcloths, and pacifiers. The kid takes a bath once a week, so 6 towels and 20+ washcloths are completely unnecessary.
Bedding set. We currently, as of 8 weeks of age, only use the sheet and dust ruffle. The bumper had to come out because William really enjoyed cramming himself into the corners of the crib so he couldn't breathe. Comforters are forbidden from cribs, so ours is now a wall hanging for decoration. We might put the bumper back in now that he is almost crawling. He love to roll over and bang his head. We will not be buying a new bedding set for the next kiddo since we will have this one to use!
Diaper bag. I will either get a backpack diaper bag or a ginormous diaper bag next time. I just recently purchased a wet/dry bag so that I didn't have to lug the whole thing into a store. Diaper bags are really for big trips, like a baby suitcase. What would be great is if I could get a diaper bag that could house my breast pump!
Lotions. Holy cow. I got so much baby wash, lotion, diaper rash cream... you name it... at my baby shower. I don't think I will ever use it all. We are half way done our first small bottle of baby wash. We only used the diaper cream when he was in disposables for a week and got a rash. The cloth diapers really do wonders on a baby's skin. I will be a cloth diaper fan for the rest of my life if not for that one reason!
New parents survival kit- aka the medicine bucket. Completely unnecessary. First off, half the stuff in there you can't give to an actual baby and by the time you can, the stuff is expired. Secondly, I am pretty convinced that most babies never need half that stuff in the kit.
I am still upset about the circumcision, but that will have to just be something I will have to live with. He is fine now, but it was completely unnecessary.
I think that is all I can think about changing right now. I am sure more will pop up as time goes on!
I was thinking this morning about what I would have done differently if I could have seen the future. For starters, we wouldn't have gotten the MamaRoo swing. I am sure lots of babies love it, but William didn't. In fact he just started liking it. Unfortunately, he can basically get himself out of it to pick up the toy that he drops on the floor. Scary. So, we decided to sell it. Not sure if we will get a swing for the next baby, but we do know that we are not going to store this one.
I also would have gotten a different breast pump. I am not a fan of sitting down at the couch all day either feeding or pumping. To all of you moms to be out there, get a hands free pump. It might save your sanity.
Clothes. Ya, far too many clothes! I think I would have been ok with 10 body suits instead of the 35 that I had for up to 3 months in age. He has outfits he wore once, if that. Towels, washcloths, and pacifiers. The kid takes a bath once a week, so 6 towels and 20+ washcloths are completely unnecessary.
Bedding set. We currently, as of 8 weeks of age, only use the sheet and dust ruffle. The bumper had to come out because William really enjoyed cramming himself into the corners of the crib so he couldn't breathe. Comforters are forbidden from cribs, so ours is now a wall hanging for decoration. We might put the bumper back in now that he is almost crawling. He love to roll over and bang his head. We will not be buying a new bedding set for the next kiddo since we will have this one to use!
Diaper bag. I will either get a backpack diaper bag or a ginormous diaper bag next time. I just recently purchased a wet/dry bag so that I didn't have to lug the whole thing into a store. Diaper bags are really for big trips, like a baby suitcase. What would be great is if I could get a diaper bag that could house my breast pump!
Lotions. Holy cow. I got so much baby wash, lotion, diaper rash cream... you name it... at my baby shower. I don't think I will ever use it all. We are half way done our first small bottle of baby wash. We only used the diaper cream when he was in disposables for a week and got a rash. The cloth diapers really do wonders on a baby's skin. I will be a cloth diaper fan for the rest of my life if not for that one reason!
New parents survival kit- aka the medicine bucket. Completely unnecessary. First off, half the stuff in there you can't give to an actual baby and by the time you can, the stuff is expired. Secondly, I am pretty convinced that most babies never need half that stuff in the kit.
I am still upset about the circumcision, but that will have to just be something I will have to live with. He is fine now, but it was completely unnecessary.
I think that is all I can think about changing right now. I am sure more will pop up as time goes on!
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Been a while!
Sorry that it has been so long since my last update! I have lots going on these days! Short and sweet mommy update: back to work part time at TRU in Manchester, Mem (Roxanne) watches William while I am at the store. I am also one of the first sales reps for my favorite cloth diaper detergent! We are just getting started, but if you know of a place that you think should carry this great product line please let me know!
William is doing great at 16 weeks! He is growing and getting really good at becoming mobile! He loves playing "standy-uppy" as we call it. He grabs onto our hands and pulls himself up and with a little bit of help with angles, he makes his way onto his feet! He also can roll across a room in a matter of seconds if you are not watching him closely! This week he has almost succeeded in getting his feet in his mouth, but for now he is really focused on holding his feet while getting his diaper changed. He is also "talking", blowing spit bubbles, and giving open mouth kisses.
Here are some pictures to catch you up!
Grammy getting me wet. Ohhh, it was chilly!
Uh, mom? Where's my loincloth?
Airing out at the lake after a week of disposable diaper use.
Thanks for the cover, Mem. I am a modest boy.
William is doing great at 16 weeks! He is growing and getting really good at becoming mobile! He loves playing "standy-uppy" as we call it. He grabs onto our hands and pulls himself up and with a little bit of help with angles, he makes his way onto his feet! He also can roll across a room in a matter of seconds if you are not watching him closely! This week he has almost succeeded in getting his feet in his mouth, but for now he is really focused on holding his feet while getting his diaper changed. He is also "talking", blowing spit bubbles, and giving open mouth kisses.
Here are some pictures to catch you up!
10 weeks old at a friend's baptism
First time in the pool! 12 weeks old
Dutch wants to make sure I am ok. I love him.
Grammy getting me wet. Ohhh, it was chilly!
Uh, mom? Where's my loincloth?
Airing out at the lake after a week of disposable diaper use.
Thanks for the cover, Mem. I am a modest boy.
Friday, July 1, 2011
I'm a CPST!
Many of you know that I love car seats. I love the concept of them, I love the different designs, and I love the fact that they keep our kiddos safe and sound! So, with the new love of my life arriving and seeing people I love misuse their car seats or using a less than "best practice" choice in their selection of seat and usage of said seat, I decided to take a national certification course.
So I am now a nationally certified child passenger seat tech! This is a certification that I can use to volunteer at car seat checks and inspection stations and to educate the public about proper use of car seats and seat belts when it comes to children.
I am very excited to help keep kids safe, especially those who I love so much! So, if you have any questions about your child's safe travels in the car please just ask! And, for those of you who have a car seat in your car, I will be double checking it when I see you! Just remember, I do this out of love!!!
So I am now a nationally certified child passenger seat tech! This is a certification that I can use to volunteer at car seat checks and inspection stations and to educate the public about proper use of car seats and seat belts when it comes to children.
I am very excited to help keep kids safe, especially those who I love so much! So, if you have any questions about your child's safe travels in the car please just ask! And, for those of you who have a car seat in your car, I will be double checking it when I see you! Just remember, I do this out of love!!!
Before and After
I finally got my hands on the picture from my baby shower of me, my best friend in the whole wide world, and my sister in law. We were all due with in a few weeks of each other! For Megan and Linda this is both their second pregnancies and their first borns are also only a few weeks apart! What are the odds?!?!
Hmmm, can you tell we all have a favorite brand of infant car seats? Perhaps I had a small part in that. Hehe!
Before...
After!! William, his BFF Robert was born 3 weeks later, and his cousin Declan was born 5 weeks later. So, with in a 5 week period we all had our little boys! Watch out world, the three musketeers are here!
Hmmm, can you tell we all have a favorite brand of infant car seats? Perhaps I had a small part in that. Hehe!
Friday, June 24, 2011
Baptism and Father's Day
We had a beautiful day on Father's Day. June 19, 2011 was a big day in this house hold! Not only was it James' first Father's Day, it was William's baptism day! The weather was perfect, the ceremony was meaningful, and the food at the party was tasty!
James made a huge 7.7 lb pork loin using the rotisserie on the grill!
Dressed and getting topped off.
The actual baptism.
This oil has the most amazing smelling on the face of the earth.
Proud parents and grandparents!
Mommy, Daddy, William, Fr. Ray, Godfather Brendan and Godmother Linda
James made a huge 7.7 lb pork loin using the rotisserie on the grill!
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Milestones
Well, it is official. William can easily roll over from back to tummy. He did it once the other day and does it for fun now. He is also at the point where he digs his heels into the floor and scoots around. Ya, that is fun when he does it on the changing table.
I also had to wash his 3-6 month clothes because he is too big for most of his smaller stuff. I also had to adjust the sizing snaps on his diapers. My baby boy is growing up so fast!!!
I also had to wash his 3-6 month clothes because he is too big for most of his smaller stuff. I also had to adjust the sizing snaps on his diapers. My baby boy is growing up so fast!!!
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Cha-Cha-Cha-Chia!
I think this is totally awesome. James thinks I am crazy. There are baby trees growing on our carpet on the porch. You know all of those fluffy strands that fall off of what ever kind of trees are in my back yard? I think this is the result. With all the rain and the carpet being a few years old and collecting dirt and such, the seeds are able to sprout! My suggestion is that we plant grass on the carpet like a giant chia pet! Nice clean grass free of Dutch presents! So, is it an awesome idea or am I crazy?
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Big Brother
I have been trying to get a good picture of Dutch with William. So far this is as good as it gets. Thanks for the bandana, Grandma! For the record, it is not easy to get a dog and baby to pose for a picture!!
Dutch age 9 1/2, William 7 weeks
Moving out
At night, William has slept in a bassinet in our room, right next to mommy since he came home from the hospital. While James was gone to Jamaica, William decided that he was outgrowing his bassinet and displayed this new found way to show me - by spinning himself around in the bassinet and hitting his head on the wall of the bassinet. He wouldn't cry, I would just hear him making frustrated noises because he couldn't spin any more. So, when James came home we spent 2 more nights in the bassinet until we got our replacement crib tent. Sunday night William spend his first night alone in his room, sleeping soundly in his crib, only getting up once or twice to eat and to get his diaper changed. Last night was night two and he did well again! He went to bed around 10:30 last night and was asleep until 4:30am! Yay William!
Dishwashers - the truth!
I always believed that there was no sense of prewashing dishes that are heading into the dishwasher. I know some people who do this, quite a few in fact. I don't understand why all these people find it necessary to spend the time and waste TONS of water to wash dishes that are going into a dishWASHER.
I was reading some tips and tricks on saving time and resources the other day and guess what - prewashing your dishes IS a waste of time and resources and may actually leave your dishes less clean! Dishwasher detergent is formulated to stick to and destroy food on your dishes. So, if you wash the food off, there is just soap floating around with nothing to do!
So, save yourself some time and money. Just scrape off your dishes and put them into the dishwasher. Mother nature and your wallet will thank you!
I was reading some tips and tricks on saving time and resources the other day and guess what - prewashing your dishes IS a waste of time and resources and may actually leave your dishes less clean! Dishwasher detergent is formulated to stick to and destroy food on your dishes. So, if you wash the food off, there is just soap floating around with nothing to do!
So, save yourself some time and money. Just scrape off your dishes and put them into the dishwasher. Mother nature and your wallet will thank you!
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
He rolled over!!
You read the title right! William rolled over tonight! He rolled from his tummy to his back! I am sure this was a random fluke, but it is still exciting! He can stand up if we hold his hips and now this! I am going to have a mini-me athlete!!! Track scholarship, here we come!
I think I got part of it on video. Once I get it onto the computer I will post it!!
I think I got part of it on video. Once I get it onto the computer I will post it!!
Friday, May 13, 2011
Ergo giveaway on make-baby-stuff.com
I have lots of new momma friends out there. Want an Ergo carrier? My new favorite website to explore is giving away an Ergo! Click this link to find out how to enter. Lots of cool stuff on this website, including home made wipe liquid recipes!
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Meeting My Hair Twin
One of my favorite blasts from the past came up to meet William last night! We haven't seen Eric in almost a year. It was so good to catch up and have some tasty food. I made shrimp jambalaya!
Hey, we have the same stylist!
I know this didn't come out all that well, but I think it is so sweet! William was trying to snuggle with Eric as he was trying to leave!
Kitty Teeth Cleaning
Zuleika and Fritz went to the vet yesterday for dental work. As many of you know, Zee has teeth problems and had to have 4 teeth pulled a year and a half ago and has to get her teeth cleaned and checked every year. Fritz has never had his teeth cleaned and once I discovered that one of his teeth looked purple and that his breath smelled horrible, we allocated some of our tax money to get this taken care of before it became a problem. Noone wants a cat with a mouth infection!
Well, I totally expected Fritz to come out missing teeth because his back molars looked really bad. He came out with all his teeth still in his mouth but might need one or two pulled next year. Zuleika was not as lucky. Zee has a genetic tooth disorder which causes non-cavity dents in her teeth. They feel like cavities to the cat and are extremely painful. She has been getting sick every night for the past two weeks and her food has not been chewed. But, her teeth didn't look as bad as Fritz's teeth. She ended up getting 3 teeth pulled. So she now has no teeth on the bottom right and top left of her mouth. 7 teeth pulled in the past 1.5 years. Poor baby.
Zee was on pain meds when she got home and was so high. Fritz was also on something but not nearly as funny as Zee. Fritz paid us back by finding one of William's pacifiers and destroying it. They also took a loaf of bread off the counter and ate part of it and broke into their treat cabinet and got out two bags of treats and ate them too! I guess they had the munchies!
Zee is now on pain meds for 5 days - this should be interesting!
Well, I totally expected Fritz to come out missing teeth because his back molars looked really bad. He came out with all his teeth still in his mouth but might need one or two pulled next year. Zuleika was not as lucky. Zee has a genetic tooth disorder which causes non-cavity dents in her teeth. They feel like cavities to the cat and are extremely painful. She has been getting sick every night for the past two weeks and her food has not been chewed. But, her teeth didn't look as bad as Fritz's teeth. She ended up getting 3 teeth pulled. So she now has no teeth on the bottom right and top left of her mouth. 7 teeth pulled in the past 1.5 years. Poor baby.
Zee was on pain meds when she got home and was so high. Fritz was also on something but not nearly as funny as Zee. Fritz paid us back by finding one of William's pacifiers and destroying it. They also took a loaf of bread off the counter and ate part of it and broke into their treat cabinet and got out two bags of treats and ate them too! I guess they had the munchies!
Zee is now on pain meds for 5 days - this should be interesting!
5 Weeks and Growing!
Our little boy is 5 weeks old! My father let me borrow his camera so I was able to take a ton of pictures with a really nice camera. Hopefully I can figure out how to use it to the best of its abilities soon! Here are a few of my favorites. I know he is looking more like James as he ages, but I can really see myself as a baby in some of these pictures, especially the last one!
I took these two while he was sleeping in his crib.
I took these while he was playing on his mat.
I took these two while he was sleeping in his crib.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
My Mom
Tomorrow is Mother's Day. It is my very first mother's day ever and I am very excited to spend the day with my family!
But who I am writing about today is my mom. My mother is an amazing person. She does so much for us kids. Growing up she was the firm hand that kept us disciplined enough to do our homework without being told to do so, she encouraged us to do activities that we were good at and enjoyed. For me, I was an athlete and aeronautical junkie. My mom made time to come to my track meets (my most important sport), helped me ensure that the winter track team would exist one year, brought me to the doctor when I pushed myself too hard and needed long term pain control so I could still run and not let down my relay team, the list goes on. She stayed by my side when I broke my arm playing soccer and needed surgery, then proceeded to be my physical therapist at home - pushing me to work on my arm so that it worked properly later in life no matter how much it hurt to walk my hand up the piece of tape on the porch door.
My mom stayed by my side, lent a shoulder, took time off of work and literally came to my work place to force feed me when I had a major break up in my early 20's. She supported me when I decided to move to VA to start a new life and to get away from the life I had in NH - so I could learn who I really was and what kind of person I wanted to be. I had not been on my own ever until the day I left for VA - I cried like a baby until I got out of New England, and I am sure my mom did too.
My mom treats my dog Dutch like her grandchild. She takes him to the lake for the weekend, buys him toys, lets him sleep over, comes to let him out on a daily basis, bakes him his own cookies and buys him his own tub of vanilla ice cream. She even makes him a new winter coat every year.
My mom is now the primary care taker for her in-laws. She tirelessly answers phone calls, coordinates medications, doctor appointments, interviews caretakers, and rushes over to their house when there is any type of a potential medical emergency. She spends her days off basically babysitting my grandparents because it is what needs to be done... and these aren't even her own parents.
My mom virtually single-handedly planned my wedding in a matter of a week. Who can do that?? I know - MY MOM!
Now that I am a mom, I find myself thinking about all the dumb things that I did as a kid and young adult and how my mom reacted to my behaviors. I also find myself planning my "mom style" based off my mom and my Memere - something we all swear not to do BEFORE we have kids. Well, if I am half the mom that my mom is I think that my children will be very lucky.
Happy Mother's Day to my mom! I love you and can never thank you enough for all that you do for me and the family.
But who I am writing about today is my mom. My mother is an amazing person. She does so much for us kids. Growing up she was the firm hand that kept us disciplined enough to do our homework without being told to do so, she encouraged us to do activities that we were good at and enjoyed. For me, I was an athlete and aeronautical junkie. My mom made time to come to my track meets (my most important sport), helped me ensure that the winter track team would exist one year, brought me to the doctor when I pushed myself too hard and needed long term pain control so I could still run and not let down my relay team, the list goes on. She stayed by my side when I broke my arm playing soccer and needed surgery, then proceeded to be my physical therapist at home - pushing me to work on my arm so that it worked properly later in life no matter how much it hurt to walk my hand up the piece of tape on the porch door.
My mom stayed by my side, lent a shoulder, took time off of work and literally came to my work place to force feed me when I had a major break up in my early 20's. She supported me when I decided to move to VA to start a new life and to get away from the life I had in NH - so I could learn who I really was and what kind of person I wanted to be. I had not been on my own ever until the day I left for VA - I cried like a baby until I got out of New England, and I am sure my mom did too.
My mom treats my dog Dutch like her grandchild. She takes him to the lake for the weekend, buys him toys, lets him sleep over, comes to let him out on a daily basis, bakes him his own cookies and buys him his own tub of vanilla ice cream. She even makes him a new winter coat every year.
My mom is now the primary care taker for her in-laws. She tirelessly answers phone calls, coordinates medications, doctor appointments, interviews caretakers, and rushes over to their house when there is any type of a potential medical emergency. She spends her days off basically babysitting my grandparents because it is what needs to be done... and these aren't even her own parents.
My mom virtually single-handedly planned my wedding in a matter of a week. Who can do that?? I know - MY MOM!
Now that I am a mom, I find myself thinking about all the dumb things that I did as a kid and young adult and how my mom reacted to my behaviors. I also find myself planning my "mom style" based off my mom and my Memere - something we all swear not to do BEFORE we have kids. Well, if I am half the mom that my mom is I think that my children will be very lucky.
Happy Mother's Day to my mom! I love you and can never thank you enough for all that you do for me and the family.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Zuleika causing trouble... again!!
Zuleika is a fun cat. Cute, cuddly... crazy! She likes to cause trouble and then later that day will be all lovey-dovey to make up for it!
Zee using the baby's bouncy seat. After all, he doesn't like it yet so someone should use it, right?
Fritz wouldn't give up his spot in the bed in the cat tent. What did Zee do? She protested by holding a sit-in! She took her spot laying down right inside the tent, in front of the door so Fritz couldn't get out! Clever, Zuleika, clever.
3 weeks!
Just a few cute pictures from week 3! The first one is from our cloth diaper changing event. We changed twice while we were there, including our outfit. The second picture is just hanging around the house.
I look like a big boy already! Oh wait, I am big.
Auntie Laura made us this cute hat!
I look like a big boy already! Oh wait, I am big.
Cloth Diapers
James and I decided to use cloth diapers while we are home, at minimum. I have been brave enough to leave the house with William in cloth diapers with very little poor results. These cloth diapers are awesome! I have 1 of each of the 3 major national brands of "all in one" cloth diapers, but decided to use a local Work At Home Mom (WAHM) for the majority of our cloth diapers. Not only are they much less expensive than the national brand diapers, they are customizable with cute patterns, she is local so if I have a problem that needs to be addressed, and I am supporting a local WAHM!
My best friend got me some cloth laundry detergent made by her friend's sister-in-law. It works wonderfully and once again, supporting a WAHM!
If you are interested in any of the products that I use and recommend for cloth diapering, here are the links!
Three Monkeys Cloth Diapers: http://www.threemonkeysclothdiapers.com/
Ruby Moon Cloth Diaper Laundry Detergent: http://www.rubymoonlaundry.com/
My best friend got me some cloth laundry detergent made by her friend's sister-in-law. It works wonderfully and once again, supporting a WAHM!
First time wearing a cloth diaper!
If you are interested in any of the products that I use and recommend for cloth diapering, here are the links!Three Monkeys Cloth Diapers: http://www.threemonkeysclothdiapers.com/
Ruby Moon Cloth Diaper Laundry Detergent: http://www.rubymoonlaundry.com/
First Bath at Home
After our first poop-splosion we were in need of a bath, badly. So, our first bath was done out of necessity, not fun. I barely had time to get the camera set up!
Good job getting me cleaned off without soaking my umbilical cord, Daddy!
Caught in the act... again
Fritz really likes silicone. REALLY likes it. He used to eat our Wii remote covers unless we put them in a drawer. He hunts down rubber bands and hair elastics and puts them in his food bowl for safe keeping. Now Fritz has a new addiction: pacifiers!
I had caught him once before stealing a pacifier off of the side table next to the rocking chair - I caught him with it in his mouth as he was exiting the nursery. This morning I got up and found Fritz in the hall with yet another pacifier in his possession. I put the stolen pacifier back on the kitchen counter to put it through a sanitizing process only to find Fritz walking out of the kitchen with it in his mouth like a baby a few moments later (I couldn't help but laugh out loud). I wish I had my camera ready for that! Looks like we are going to have to put used pacifiers in their own storage drawer so that Fritz can't use them to soothe himself.
I had caught him once before stealing a pacifier off of the side table next to the rocking chair - I caught him with it in his mouth as he was exiting the nursery. This morning I got up and found Fritz in the hall with yet another pacifier in his possession. I put the stolen pacifier back on the kitchen counter to put it through a sanitizing process only to find Fritz walking out of the kitchen with it in his mouth like a baby a few moments later (I couldn't help but laugh out loud). I wish I had my camera ready for that! Looks like we are going to have to put used pacifiers in their own storage drawer so that Fritz can't use them to soothe himself.
I can't take all the crying! I need a paci to help me deal!!
BFFs version 2
Me and my best friend had babies 3 weeks apart! How often does that happen? Hopefully they grow up being best friends too! Her older daughter is going to have her hands full with two little boys to deal with!
Proud Daddies with their boys. No, the daddies are not brothers, just twins separated at birth.
The Mummas with the boys.
Proud Daddies with their boys. No, the daddies are not brothers, just twins separated at birth.
My new FAVORITE picture
Four generations! All complete with the "stamp of approval"! This was taken in the hospital. I wish I was wearing real clothes, but I guess it is better than a hospital gown!
My Birthday Buddy
Mumma really wanted me to be born on April 1. Uncle Josh has that birthday and he really didn't want me to be born on that day because of all the practical jokes that would come my way (Mumma's cruel plan). Well, I sided with Mumma and came on April 1, so now Uncle Josh has a birthday buddy! Uncle Josh will never forget my birthday now!
Dianne and Josh got me some cute outfits so I decided to behave for a bit and not scream for them. Thanks for the clothes guys!
Uncle Josh and William - about a week old. Happy belated bday, Uncle Josh!
Dianne and Josh got me some cute outfits so I decided to behave for a bit and not scream for them. Thanks for the clothes guys!
Happy Easter!
William's first Easter - and first holiday!
The Easter Bunny didn't bring me anything except this bodysuit that I can only wear once! I am so deprived! Maybe next year...
Then Mumma made me wear this silly hat!
Great Grammy got me this cool hat, but it was too big to wear! Now my outfit isn't complete and I won't match Daddy. Mumma was more upset than I was.
All dressed up! Off to Mem & Opa's and Auntie Linda's for the day!
Happy Easter to all!
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
William Hendrik
I am really far behind in posting to the blog! Here is the story of William's arrival:
I had been to work all week and had planned to work up to Wednesday March 28th and to use the remainder of my personal days to round out the week. I woke up on that Wednesday feeling so sick, I became violently ill that morning and decided to stay home. I felt really guilty for not going to work on my last scheduled day, but there was no way I would have made it to work with out getting sick all over myself. By Wednesday night I was feeling better.
Thursday March 29th I had a busy day planned. My dad was home and I had scheduled to show my CRV to a potential buyer mid day. The showing went well and the guy agreed to buy my vehicle! At the time I didn't think anything of the weird feelings I was having in my lower abdomen and in my butt. At that time I assumed that William was just moving his head around. I must have had an uncomfortable look on my face when my dad and the car buyer came back because they asked me if I was ok and if I needed to call the doctor. Hmmm, should have listened to them! Well, immediately after the car buyer left my dad and I went to Concord to attempt to get a copy of the title for the CRV (I misplaced the original apparently). Came home with no title and I went home to do more tidying up and to get some rest as I was exhausted!
Thursday evening came and I really thought that William was just being really squirmy with his head because the uncomfortable feeling I had before was getting more annoying. I decided to time these uncomfortable feelings and sure enough... they were rhythmic. 3 min apart and lasting 40 seconds. After a few hours of this I called the doc who told me to relax, lay down and see if they get longer or if they just go away. Well, I was up ALL NIGHT after that with some really good contractions! I timed, I walked around, I sat and rocked on my yoga ball and I even got in the warm bath. James was great and rubbed my back when ever I woke him up. I lost my mucus plug over night (that was a really weird experience) and knew something was going on.
James stayed home on Friday because at this point it was more than clear that I was having contractions, though they were not staying on a consistent interval... every 6 mins for an hour, every 4 mins for an hour, every 12 mins for an hour, etc. Very frustrating for us because you are not supposed to call the doc to go to the hospital until you are contracting for 1 minute, 5 mins apart consistently for a minimum of an hour. I didn't fit into that group! But, I called the doc anyway and they had me come in for a labor check.
We showed up at the doctor at 10am and I said to James that I bet I was only at 1cm because I thought that the contractions would be much worse. Surprise! 4cm and 90% effaced! Dr. Herr said that we had permission to go have a baby and that he would let the hospital know that we would be coming by sometime when we were feeling ready. He also encouraged us to go walk the mall if we wanted to.
We went to Target for a bit and did some walking and shopping, always a good distraction. I didn't want to be at the mall and have a 2 mile walk back to the car if my water broke. We had brought Dutch back to my parents the night before and had the bags in the car... but we had left the car seat at home! So home we went to get the seat and then off to the hospital!
I was apparently very chill and was joking with the nurses. The nurse was surprised when she checked me and I was 5cm and was only contemplating the epidural... especially after being awake since around 5am on Thursday. I decided to get the epidural so that I could attempt to sleep so that I had enough energy to push out baby William. I was upset that I couldn't walk around, but I was already exhausted and it became more important to sleep at that point.
William's heart beat was abnormal (3 beats then a pause and then the 4th beat). The doc appeared slightly concerned but told me it was fairly normal. By the way the nurse kept calling the doc and by the look on their faces I knew it wasn't exactly normal. They had me position myself on my left side for a while, then my right side... the doc put me on pitocin shortly there after to even out the consistency of my contractions and William's heart rate became more normal with the pitocin (weird). About 6pm my water broke due to the strong contractions. So about 6:45, and after upping the pitocin drip about 5 times, the doc checked me again and sure enough I was only at 5.5 cm. The doc gently informed me that it looked like the best thing would be a csection. William's heart beat was not exactly rhythmic still, the contractions had been 2-3 mins apart for about 2 hours and they were strong contractions but William just refused to drop. The doc even felt around to see if he was facing the wrong way, but couldn't tell. He did notice that my cervix was tilted at this point so he suspected that William had his head cocked and was blocking his exit.
So, after some tears and virtually no discussion between me and James - just a look of "you gotta do what you gotta do" - they wheeled me into the OR and drugged me up even more so I was super numb. It went much quicker than I thought it would. Baby William was born at 8:47pm - all 9lb 8oz of him with his 14.5" head. James was great and kept his eyes on me for most of the surgery. He looked when they announced the head, a shoulder, and the other shoulder... and they lifted him up for me to see when he was fully out. Being that it was April Fool's day and I wasn't convinced that the ultrasound tech was correct, I asked a few times if they were sure it was a boy! And a big boy he was!
William's heart rate returned to normal a few minutes after he was born. I was glad that a member of the NICU team was there just in case his heart rate didn't fix itself.
They were stitching me up while they were checking him out and cleaning him up. Of course I got sick on the OR table. Poor anestegiologist... I was the first person he ever had puke on the table.
Everyone at Elliot was awesome. I wouldn't have changed anything about our stay, except I would have liked to avoid the C-section but there was nothing else I could have done. James was awesome the entire week, being the only one changing diapers as I couldn't stand to look at the circumcision and getting William for me so that he could be fed. He is such a proud daddy!
I had been to work all week and had planned to work up to Wednesday March 28th and to use the remainder of my personal days to round out the week. I woke up on that Wednesday feeling so sick, I became violently ill that morning and decided to stay home. I felt really guilty for not going to work on my last scheduled day, but there was no way I would have made it to work with out getting sick all over myself. By Wednesday night I was feeling better.
Thursday March 29th I had a busy day planned. My dad was home and I had scheduled to show my CRV to a potential buyer mid day. The showing went well and the guy agreed to buy my vehicle! At the time I didn't think anything of the weird feelings I was having in my lower abdomen and in my butt. At that time I assumed that William was just moving his head around. I must have had an uncomfortable look on my face when my dad and the car buyer came back because they asked me if I was ok and if I needed to call the doctor. Hmmm, should have listened to them! Well, immediately after the car buyer left my dad and I went to Concord to attempt to get a copy of the title for the CRV (I misplaced the original apparently). Came home with no title and I went home to do more tidying up and to get some rest as I was exhausted!
Thursday evening came and I really thought that William was just being really squirmy with his head because the uncomfortable feeling I had before was getting more annoying. I decided to time these uncomfortable feelings and sure enough... they were rhythmic. 3 min apart and lasting 40 seconds. After a few hours of this I called the doc who told me to relax, lay down and see if they get longer or if they just go away. Well, I was up ALL NIGHT after that with some really good contractions! I timed, I walked around, I sat and rocked on my yoga ball and I even got in the warm bath. James was great and rubbed my back when ever I woke him up. I lost my mucus plug over night (that was a really weird experience) and knew something was going on.
James stayed home on Friday because at this point it was more than clear that I was having contractions, though they were not staying on a consistent interval... every 6 mins for an hour, every 4 mins for an hour, every 12 mins for an hour, etc. Very frustrating for us because you are not supposed to call the doc to go to the hospital until you are contracting for 1 minute, 5 mins apart consistently for a minimum of an hour. I didn't fit into that group! But, I called the doc anyway and they had me come in for a labor check.
We showed up at the doctor at 10am and I said to James that I bet I was only at 1cm because I thought that the contractions would be much worse. Surprise! 4cm and 90% effaced! Dr. Herr said that we had permission to go have a baby and that he would let the hospital know that we would be coming by sometime when we were feeling ready. He also encouraged us to go walk the mall if we wanted to.
We went to Target for a bit and did some walking and shopping, always a good distraction. I didn't want to be at the mall and have a 2 mile walk back to the car if my water broke. We had brought Dutch back to my parents the night before and had the bags in the car... but we had left the car seat at home! So home we went to get the seat and then off to the hospital!
I was apparently very chill and was joking with the nurses. The nurse was surprised when she checked me and I was 5cm and was only contemplating the epidural... especially after being awake since around 5am on Thursday. I decided to get the epidural so that I could attempt to sleep so that I had enough energy to push out baby William. I was upset that I couldn't walk around, but I was already exhausted and it became more important to sleep at that point.
William's heart beat was abnormal (3 beats then a pause and then the 4th beat). The doc appeared slightly concerned but told me it was fairly normal. By the way the nurse kept calling the doc and by the look on their faces I knew it wasn't exactly normal. They had me position myself on my left side for a while, then my right side... the doc put me on pitocin shortly there after to even out the consistency of my contractions and William's heart rate became more normal with the pitocin (weird). About 6pm my water broke due to the strong contractions. So about 6:45, and after upping the pitocin drip about 5 times, the doc checked me again and sure enough I was only at 5.5 cm. The doc gently informed me that it looked like the best thing would be a csection. William's heart beat was not exactly rhythmic still, the contractions had been 2-3 mins apart for about 2 hours and they were strong contractions but William just refused to drop. The doc even felt around to see if he was facing the wrong way, but couldn't tell. He did notice that my cervix was tilted at this point so he suspected that William had his head cocked and was blocking his exit.
So, after some tears and virtually no discussion between me and James - just a look of "you gotta do what you gotta do" - they wheeled me into the OR and drugged me up even more so I was super numb. It went much quicker than I thought it would. Baby William was born at 8:47pm - all 9lb 8oz of him with his 14.5" head. James was great and kept his eyes on me for most of the surgery. He looked when they announced the head, a shoulder, and the other shoulder... and they lifted him up for me to see when he was fully out. Being that it was April Fool's day and I wasn't convinced that the ultrasound tech was correct, I asked a few times if they were sure it was a boy! And a big boy he was!
William's heart rate returned to normal a few minutes after he was born. I was glad that a member of the NICU team was there just in case his heart rate didn't fix itself.
They were stitching me up while they were checking him out and cleaning him up. Of course I got sick on the OR table. Poor anestegiologist... I was the first person he ever had puke on the table.
Everyone at Elliot was awesome. I wouldn't have changed anything about our stay, except I would have liked to avoid the C-section but there was nothing else I could have done. James was awesome the entire week, being the only one changing diapers as I couldn't stand to look at the circumcision and getting William for me so that he could be fed. He is such a proud daddy!
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Full Term!
Here we are! 37 Weeks 1 Day! I am officially full term! I don't think William will be making his appearance very soon, but what do I know? Had a doctor appointment today and the doc was great! It was my first time seeing this doctor and he had such a great personality, unlike the other male doctor who I couldn't stand.
Anyway, William is maintaining his head down position like a good baby! His heart rate is good and he is still fairly active - using his feet to climb the under side of my rib cage. Doc also said that he doesn't feel like a big baby. Not tiny, but he isn't a biggie either. Yay! My hope is that he fits in his 0-3 month clothes for a while as that is what we have tons of.
The house is getting better as far as de-cluttering and getting baby things set up. Just a few more things to finalize, sanitize, etc. My biggest decision right now is whether I should open some bottles and start the boiling process or wait and see how the breastfeeding goes first. I know I will end up pumping anyway, and we have some bottles that go with the pump. I should probably start with those bottles, right? Seems like an easy decision... just can't make it yet!
Anyway, William is maintaining his head down position like a good baby! His heart rate is good and he is still fairly active - using his feet to climb the under side of my rib cage. Doc also said that he doesn't feel like a big baby. Not tiny, but he isn't a biggie either. Yay! My hope is that he fits in his 0-3 month clothes for a while as that is what we have tons of.
The house is getting better as far as de-cluttering and getting baby things set up. Just a few more things to finalize, sanitize, etc. My biggest decision right now is whether I should open some bottles and start the boiling process or wait and see how the breastfeeding goes first. I know I will end up pumping anyway, and we have some bottles that go with the pump. I should probably start with those bottles, right? Seems like an easy decision... just can't make it yet!
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
35 weeks 6 days
Only 29 days left until William is due to make his appearance. I have mixed emotions about this. Mostly I am feeling like it is like any other day, that this whole thing still isn't real. Then there are times where I am freaking out that the house is not clean, that we are not ready for a baby to be in our homes, and that our plan for me to not go back to work full time is not going to work.
For example, today the house looks worse than it has in weeks. I am too tired to actually do anything about it. There are so many things that we need to get done - taxes, budgets, wills, setting up life insurance... ahhh the list grows as I take off one thing.
I guess it will all come together, eventually. I tend to push myself a bit each day to get stuff done. Like today I really need to do the dishes and clean the bathroom, and at least throw a load of laundry into the washer.
I am really happy that I am off 3 days a week right now so that I can pace myself. If I can get a few things done a day we should be ok and on schedule, right?
For example, today the house looks worse than it has in weeks. I am too tired to actually do anything about it. There are so many things that we need to get done - taxes, budgets, wills, setting up life insurance... ahhh the list grows as I take off one thing.
I guess it will all come together, eventually. I tend to push myself a bit each day to get stuff done. Like today I really need to do the dishes and clean the bathroom, and at least throw a load of laundry into the washer.
I am really happy that I am off 3 days a week right now so that I can pace myself. If I can get a few things done a day we should be ok and on schedule, right?
Thursday, February 24, 2011
My 2 Political Cents
Let me just start by prefacing this post with the fact that I know I am blessed to not be faced with being in a situation that would require me to use these services. But that I also have friends who have had to use the services provided by these organizations and government entities.
There are 3 thoughts in this post: The Planned Parenthood issue, getting intentionally pregnant when you can't afford the child you have, and drug testing for food stamp usage
Planned Parenthood Issue
There has been lots of talk in the news about the federal government pulling funding for Planned Parenthood. I have been thinking about this with mixed reviews for the past few days, but today I was watching The View and I learned that the majority of those who use the services of Planned Parenthood are 150% below the poverty line. Yes, I could have heard that wrong, or the person saying it could have been wrong on that number too. However, all I can think about right now is "personal responsibility".
As a person who has now been categorized as having an unplanned pregnancy, I feel that I have some perspective on this whole topic. Planned Parenthood does provide lots of great services - cancer screenings and HIV testing for examples. But why does the federal government need to provide money to this organization for pregnancy prevention and prenatal care? Maybe I don't know exactly how the government funding works, but isn't that what Medicaid is for? Or Medicare?
I am going to go out on a limb here, and I know this might offend some people, but what ever happened to personal responsibility? If you can't afford to go to the doctor, if you can't afford birth control, if you can't afford to have a child, WHY ARE YOU HAVING SEX? Like I said, I am part of the unplanned pregnancy crowd, but if I knew I couldn't afford medical care or food for my child, I wouldn't have put myself in a situation that would result in becoming pregnant. It goes along with my consumer responsibility theory (see older posts).
Why does the tax payer have to support individuals who make poor choices? How are we raising a responsible society if we just feed the fire and fund these programs? Once again, if you can't afford to have a kid, don't have sex.
Taxpayer Money Funding Additional Pregnancies for Those Who Can't Afford the Kids They Have
I know a person who has a 2 year old. She and her fiance can't afford the child they have. They can't afford the medical bills that remain unpaid at the hospital for services in the past. They can't afford their own place or vehicle. Basically they can't afford much of anything. This person was put on a fertility drug by her doctor to "help control" her messed up periods (not to get preggo) or something like that, at least that is what I was told. My assumption is that she wasn't getting pregnant on her own because of this messed up period stuff and she got on this drug to actually get pregnant. As it is, the state is picking up the tab for medical bills for this family already, providing WIC, etc. Guess what... the fertility drugs worked. She is pregnant. I wonder how many hundreds of people are doing this exact same thing every day?
Now I am not one to say that someone can't have kids, but come on. You struggle already to make end's meat, so why in God's name are you purposely getting pregnant? As a tax payer, I am going to be supporting this child. Once again, WHERE IS THE PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY??? Her selfish moves are now taking money out of my pocket and my child's college fund because they wanted to have another child when they can't afford the one they already have.
Drug Testing for Food Stamps
NH is trying to pass a law that will require those on food stamps to pass a drug test in order to receive the benefits. Amen! No, I do not think that all recipients of food stamps are drug users. But, I do believe that there are people who take advantage of the system, causing a massive waste of taxpayer money.
Now, some people are saying that the poor children are going to be punished for their parents' actions. First off, there is going to be a strike system so it is not like food is going to be yanked out of the mouths of kids if their parents fail their first drug test. That would be irresponsible of the state.
But once again, I can't help but ask about the personal responsibility of the parents. If everyone is so scared of losing their food stamp benefits because of a failing drug test, perhaps they shouldn't be spending the money they do have on illegal drugs. Am I off on this? Why am I, as a tax payer, supporting a drug habit? That is what it is, correct? Why is the state supposed to support those parents with food stamps when they are not responsible enough to put food in their child's mouth or money into other bills instead of getting high?
Now, that all being said, I do believe that there are situations where state and federal funding are needed. You can't help it if you lose your job due to economic reasons. I never know, maybe someday we will need some support for our family. But, I do know that we will be making responsible decisions. If we can't afford to have another child and can't afford birth control - we will not be having sex, especially during the most fertile times of the month. If I can't afford food for my children, I better have already canceled all of my services such as cable, internet, basically everything that is non essential because food is way more important. And I sure am not going to go on fertility drugs to have a second child when I can't afford the one I already have.
I may be over critical, and I have never been faced with such tough financial decisions. I have been blessed with parents who raised me to be responsible and to prioritize. I was raised to do what every I needed to do to be a responsible and contributing member of society and to provide for my children. We are lucky enough that one of us doesn't need to work full time once our child is born, but if weboth need to, we will. It just drives me nuts to see people getting assistance when they work part time and can't even show up to work on time on a regular basis. To see people complain that they can't afford their apartment but they have a really nice car.
I guess my final point is that where is the personal responsibility for those who do not have legitimate reasons for being on these programs? Milking the system hurts everyone in the long run, including those on the system. I feel that audits need to be done, and for those who are on the system that are found to be abusing it should have to pay back every penny that they received either in money form or community service.
I am sorry if I have offended anyone, but this is just how I see things.
There are 3 thoughts in this post: The Planned Parenthood issue, getting intentionally pregnant when you can't afford the child you have, and drug testing for food stamp usage
Planned Parenthood Issue
There has been lots of talk in the news about the federal government pulling funding for Planned Parenthood. I have been thinking about this with mixed reviews for the past few days, but today I was watching The View and I learned that the majority of those who use the services of Planned Parenthood are 150% below the poverty line. Yes, I could have heard that wrong, or the person saying it could have been wrong on that number too. However, all I can think about right now is "personal responsibility".
As a person who has now been categorized as having an unplanned pregnancy, I feel that I have some perspective on this whole topic. Planned Parenthood does provide lots of great services - cancer screenings and HIV testing for examples. But why does the federal government need to provide money to this organization for pregnancy prevention and prenatal care? Maybe I don't know exactly how the government funding works, but isn't that what Medicaid is for? Or Medicare?
I am going to go out on a limb here, and I know this might offend some people, but what ever happened to personal responsibility? If you can't afford to go to the doctor, if you can't afford birth control, if you can't afford to have a child, WHY ARE YOU HAVING SEX? Like I said, I am part of the unplanned pregnancy crowd, but if I knew I couldn't afford medical care or food for my child, I wouldn't have put myself in a situation that would result in becoming pregnant. It goes along with my consumer responsibility theory (see older posts).
Why does the tax payer have to support individuals who make poor choices? How are we raising a responsible society if we just feed the fire and fund these programs? Once again, if you can't afford to have a kid, don't have sex.
Taxpayer Money Funding Additional Pregnancies for Those Who Can't Afford the Kids They Have
I know a person who has a 2 year old. She and her fiance can't afford the child they have. They can't afford the medical bills that remain unpaid at the hospital for services in the past. They can't afford their own place or vehicle. Basically they can't afford much of anything. This person was put on a fertility drug by her doctor to "help control" her messed up periods (not to get preggo) or something like that, at least that is what I was told. My assumption is that she wasn't getting pregnant on her own because of this messed up period stuff and she got on this drug to actually get pregnant. As it is, the state is picking up the tab for medical bills for this family already, providing WIC, etc. Guess what... the fertility drugs worked. She is pregnant. I wonder how many hundreds of people are doing this exact same thing every day?
Now I am not one to say that someone can't have kids, but come on. You struggle already to make end's meat, so why in God's name are you purposely getting pregnant? As a tax payer, I am going to be supporting this child. Once again, WHERE IS THE PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY??? Her selfish moves are now taking money out of my pocket and my child's college fund because they wanted to have another child when they can't afford the one they already have.
Drug Testing for Food Stamps
NH is trying to pass a law that will require those on food stamps to pass a drug test in order to receive the benefits. Amen! No, I do not think that all recipients of food stamps are drug users. But, I do believe that there are people who take advantage of the system, causing a massive waste of taxpayer money.
Now, some people are saying that the poor children are going to be punished for their parents' actions. First off, there is going to be a strike system so it is not like food is going to be yanked out of the mouths of kids if their parents fail their first drug test. That would be irresponsible of the state.
But once again, I can't help but ask about the personal responsibility of the parents. If everyone is so scared of losing their food stamp benefits because of a failing drug test, perhaps they shouldn't be spending the money they do have on illegal drugs. Am I off on this? Why am I, as a tax payer, supporting a drug habit? That is what it is, correct? Why is the state supposed to support those parents with food stamps when they are not responsible enough to put food in their child's mouth or money into other bills instead of getting high?
Now, that all being said, I do believe that there are situations where state and federal funding are needed. You can't help it if you lose your job due to economic reasons. I never know, maybe someday we will need some support for our family. But, I do know that we will be making responsible decisions. If we can't afford to have another child and can't afford birth control - we will not be having sex, especially during the most fertile times of the month. If I can't afford food for my children, I better have already canceled all of my services such as cable, internet, basically everything that is non essential because food is way more important. And I sure am not going to go on fertility drugs to have a second child when I can't afford the one I already have.
I may be over critical, and I have never been faced with such tough financial decisions. I have been blessed with parents who raised me to be responsible and to prioritize. I was raised to do what every I needed to do to be a responsible and contributing member of society and to provide for my children. We are lucky enough that one of us doesn't need to work full time once our child is born, but if weboth need to, we will. It just drives me nuts to see people getting assistance when they work part time and can't even show up to work on time on a regular basis. To see people complain that they can't afford their apartment but they have a really nice car.
I guess my final point is that where is the personal responsibility for those who do not have legitimate reasons for being on these programs? Milking the system hurts everyone in the long run, including those on the system. I feel that audits need to be done, and for those who are on the system that are found to be abusing it should have to pay back every penny that they received either in money form or community service.
I am sorry if I have offended anyone, but this is just how I see things.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Beach Baby
St. John was awesome! We had a great time relaxing with family. One week was not enough time to soak up the sun after a long season at work! I spent a full day and a partial day at Salt Pond Bay, one of my favorite places on the island. Here is proof that at 30 weeks pregnant that flying, swimming and wearing a 2 piece bathing suit are perfectly acceptable!
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
31 weeks tomorrow
This pregnancy is starting to feel as if it is speeding up! My due date is fast approaching like a freight train!
We still have so much to do and I am feeling anxious about all the little nitty gritties! At this point everything must happen in sequence. First major project will be done next Tuesday - windows being replaced in the two front bedrooms. Once that is complete we can get the carpets cleaned- boy do they need it! And once that is done we can get the room together. I am so anxious to get these things off of the check list!
Now, just to get rid of these fish tanks!
We still have so much to do and I am feeling anxious about all the little nitty gritties! At this point everything must happen in sequence. First major project will be done next Tuesday - windows being replaced in the two front bedrooms. Once that is complete we can get the carpets cleaned- boy do they need it! And once that is done we can get the room together. I am so anxious to get these things off of the check list!
Now, just to get rid of these fish tanks!
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