Sunday, July 6, 2014
You may have caught me looking at you, and I truly hope you weren't offended. Your pregnant mind probably jumped to all sorts of conclusions about what I was thinking, but honestly it was totally out of empathy.
I feel your pain! It is still so very fresh on my mind!
I just wanted to walk up to you and tell you congratulations on being so close to one of the biggest, most amazing events of your life, and to tell you that it's coming soon. It may feel like you'll be waddling for the rest of eternity and that your baby will never come out, but it'll come and go before you know it! I wanted to hug you and tell you that you can do it! You can make it to the finish line; you're almost there!!
But that would have been weird...
So I just looked at you instead.
I'm very sorry if I offended you in any way.
~Me (a very recent former waddler)
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
|This is me... I don't look particularly sick, do I?|
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
What is it like to not be in pain?
What is it like to not be constantly aware of each limb and joint because they aren't always aching, throbbing, tingling, or numb?
What is it like to be able to eat food without pain and discomfort?
What's it like to have the energy to care for your family... Or just yourself?
What is it like to dance, or even just walk, without injuring yourself?
What's it like to feel stable on your own two feet?
What is it like to be able to go out on a summer day and not feel sick, weak, and dizzy?
Or to stand up without feeling faint?
What is it like to feel like the desires of your heart, your dreams, are actually attainable???
I know I should be grateful for the gift of a mortal body, but sometimes it feels so much like a curse...
Friday, May 23, 2014
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Anyway, she came over and Evie had to be woken up from a VERY late nap... They watched the Lorax together and played for awhile. Evie thought it was great. Maia even brought her FAVORITE book (Green Eggs and Ham) which Evie now loves, and Evie (who won't normally eat breadsticks with out her beloved "pizza sauce" to dip them in) decided she doesn't like sauce anymore because Maia didn't want any... I can't believe the peer pressure thing is starting already!
Time for bed rolled around and THAT is when the nightmare began... Evie was super hyper because Maia was there and not tired enough to sleep because of her late nap. Karl was getting super frustrated with her, and I told her that I was going to call Grandmama to come get Mai if she didn't go to sleep... So Evie decided that she'd rather have Maia go home than have to go to bed herself, haha! I had to explain to her that it doesn't work that way.
Eventually I did get them both to sleep, but it was QUITE the process!! I'm glad Evie loves her auntie though ;)
Monday, April 21, 2014
I scooped her up quickly and tried to assess the damage. The cut wasn't long, maybe half an inch, but it was fairly deep and gaped a bit. So we called the after-hours nurse and she told us to come in. I was so worried she'd need stitches and it would be a traumatizing experience, but luckily, the doctor was able to glue it up nicely with no needles involved!
She was actually fine with the whole doctor's office experience, and was even looking forward to seeing the doctor... until he walked in. That was probably the most traumatizing part.
We did manage to get her calmed down enough to get her patched up, and by the time we got home she was running around like nothing happened. She even convinced daddy to take her to the park so she could fit in a few more dangerous feats before bedtime ;)
I'm pretty sure in her two years of life she's stressed at least a few years off of mine, lol.
Sunday, April 13, 2014
As challenging and even frustrating as it can be sometimes, I feel very blessed to be able to be a mother. It's an awesome experience!
Thursday, April 10, 2014
My bitty-baby boy is one month old today! And what a long, sleep deprived month it's been...
Every time I finally get Declan to sleep during the day, put him down and try to get something done, Evie has to immediately start smothering him with her "loving" (ie. kissing his hands, talking in a super high pitched voice, and trying to hug him by putting her entire body weight on him), this, of course, makes him cry every time, and I'm back to holding him and not getting anything done, then, about 8 o'clock, Evie goes down... but pops up 3 or 4 more times before I end up going to bed, and at least once after I fall asleep, on the other hand, Declan waits for me to get into my sleep cycle before he starts fussing inconsolably sometime around 4 am and his crying usually wakes Evie at about 7 am, and she comes in to my room and basically sits right in the way with her kindle games while I try to get Declan back to sleep, and she is perfectly content and absorbed by that activity until Declan FINALLY passes out after hours of fussing and squirming.
Monday, March 10, 2014
His timing couldn't have been more perfect; he came at exactly 39 weeks which happened to be the first day of daddy's spring break (just as I had been hoping and praying for), and my labor even started early in the morning, just like I'd been planning (for Evie's sake). He's already such an obedient child ;)
That's the point when we decided to make the trek to the hospital.
We got to the hospital (where I had yet to register...) at around 10:30 ish and after a couple questions that I was not super in the mood to answer (lol... I was still crying between contractions), they brought me straight back to a labor room, got me a nurse and started getting everything set up! No triage for me, thank heavens, they decided I looked like I was in pretty active labor, lol!
|Good ol' room 121|
Since I hadn't registered, unfortunately, I got to sit there in bed for about a half hour, answering about a million questions while I was hooked up to the monitors to get a baseline and make sure baby was handling everything ok. I thought it was really interesting that I had been having intense contractions very close together, but the longer she asked me questions I literally watched as my contractions petered out. I've heard of that happening in all the natural birth books, but It was really interesting to experience it first hand. I wasn't quite sure whether I should be grateful for the break in contractions or incredibly annoyed at having my progress slowed down!! Either way, next time I'm going to be sure to register WAY ahead of time, lol.
|Answering questions between contractions... Notice my hair is still in good shape at this point, lol.|
THAT really made me mad, because things started getting VERY intense as soon as they left me alone to get back to my laboring!