Sunday, May 31, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
- I had cramping/abdominal pain for days before actually giving birth. Its normal.
- I felt really great when I could walk around the neighborhood at the beginning of labor. Moving=good. Stationary=bad.
- I've puked during both deliveries.
- IV's make my arm cold.
- Twice now, my body has hit a point where it decides that the normal labor timing just isn't going to work for me. I must have this child now. So I start to have contractions that either don't stop or could harm the baby.
- Both of my babies have not handled delivery very well.
- I've had to be given medication to be slowed down twice now.
- That medication sucks.
- Epidurals do not suck-except when they don't cover your whole body.
- It also is the hardest thing in the world to stay still laying on your side during a really strong contraction. I did it only because they had to monitor the baby's heart beat.
- The phrase "we might have to do a c-section" scares the crap out of me.
- It also motivates me to push that thing out of me a lot quicker.
- I'm also motivated when the one little section of my abdomen that still feels every contraction stops hurting when I push. "Push the pain away" was the most helpful phrase that the nurse told me. It's true.
The physical recovery from this one was a whole lot easier than last time. I think that's because I really listened when people told me to take it easy. All in all not a terribly traumatic delivery.
Just thought I'd give you a little background information for the following conversation that happened as I was getting out of the shower the other morning. (Why is it that my daughter has figured out that she needs privacy in the bathroom, but not that I might like it as well?)
Charlotte: Is that you belly button?
Me: Yep, it's back.
Charlotte: Did you get old?
Charlotte: You wrinkled.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Greg's looking for food!
Sleeping as usual.
Closest to my heart!
There are times that I am totally struck by her beauty.Our little family on a trip to Tower Grove Park.
I hope you like them!
Friday, May 22, 2009
I know everyone said that your sister looked like her daddy, but to me it is you. I look at you and I see him. There is a little of me mixed in there, but overwhelmingly I see your dad. You are the most handsome little baby boy that my eyes have ever seen. I love your brown hair, and your little nose. I love the way your cheeks are so full and round. I would spend hours just memorizing your face right now if I could.
You are the type of baby that everyone wishes they could have. You are a great sleeper, a great eater, and so very mellow. You hardly ever cry. And when you do your big sister rushes to your side to try to help calm you. Which then fills me up so much with love I cry, again. I know this could just be a phase, but I'm convinced that your demeanor is a blessing sent straight to me from Heavenly Father. It's like He's telling me that I can do this. I can be a mother of two. And I'm so grateful for that. It seems that all my fears that surfaced at the end of pregnancy were for naught. You are wonderful, your sister is wonderful, your daddy is wonderful, and I am happy. I love our family and I love you.
I want you to know that you are wanted and loved immeasurably by your daddy and me. Not only do we love you, but we love each other, and we love Charlotte. Our family is one I hope will always have the hallmark of love.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Born: Monday May 11, 2009 at 1:44AM
Weight: 8 lbs 8 oz
Length: 22 in
Hair: Dark Brown
Thursday, May 07, 2009
PS. Dan's test is tomorrow morning. According to the doctor there is no risk of the baby interfering with that.
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
This got me to thinking about how the opposite has really been true for me. I guess I must not have had much of a "strong independent nature." Before I got married I thought how nice it would be to be able to lean on someone else for a change. There were many things that I simply didn't have or do because I didn't want to go to the effort to figure it out for myself.
Then I married the most wonderful man and we had a baby. I knew he wanted to be a doctor and that would mean I would need to carry my fair share of the responsibilities, but I didn't realize it would make me solely responsible for a great many things to run smoothly in our home. He would do them if he had the time or physical resources to get them done, but he doesn't. They just landed squarely on my shoulders. That's not to say there aren't things that I truly do not even worry about because I know they're his responsibilities. I do get a chance to lean on him, it's just not in the administrative way I thought I would.
I think being married, if anything, has given me the opportunity to become more independent and confident in my abilities to figure things out. There are a great many times that I try and fail at a task that is important. If it were just about myself I'd let those things go, but now I have a husband and children depending on me. I need to get them done. We need health insurance, running water, heat, housing, cars that work (and are registered yuck), food, clothing and the myriad other tiny tasks that seem to fall in my lap. My husband knows that getting these things done isn't my favorite job and he appreciates all that I do for our family just as I appreciate all his efforts. It amazes me the things I know I can accomplish now that I never would have dared to try 5 years ago.
For some reason I just had a burst of energy yesterday and felt like I shouldn't waist a minute of it. I did not slow down for one second until making dinner. I was on the phone with my mom when I realized that I wasn't just achy from having done said physical labor all day long, I was having contractions. Painful contractions. I shouldn't have said anything to my mom because it got all her hopes up which in turn started my worrying. I really really did not want to drop off a sick child in the middle of the night to one of our friends houses. That just spelled disaster to me. The contractions never really went away all evening long so I decided to err on the side of caution and called a friend up just to give her a heads up in case we had to head in. So then I got her hopes up too.
Nothing happened. The pain and contractions eventually went away at around 3 AM when I had to get up to pee for the 4th time last night. Also Charlotte slept through the night without coughing so she's on the mend.
So now that my house is clean, my daughter is getting better, and I've had serious contractions I'm ready. I want this little one out. Let's get this show on the road. But I'm not telling anyone until it actually is on the road.
Monday, May 04, 2009
Anyway, that's not what I was going to talk about today. Today I was going to talk about how my sister-in-law coming made me realize how blessed I am with the family that I've got. She marked the start of a two month on and off rotation of family members coming to help with the baby. I was worried at first that she would think we're really boring, but once I realized that she was here to visit us and help rather than see the sights of St. Louis I calmed down and we had a great time. I am seriously so blessed to have my family and my husband's family so willing to come and help out. Especially since my husband is kicking into high gear worrying/studying for step 1 of the boards. Or as I like to call it, the one test that will determine the rest of his carreer. Anyway, I don't know exactly how to say thank you to all of them who have come or are coming out to help because I'm overwhelmed with their kindness and generosity. Thank you to all of you!