Audrey turned 2 yesterday & we had her birthday party today. It's crazy, but I am sad that she is growing up!! As I sit here thinking about it, I realize I should be careful what I wish for!
Last night, on her 2nd birthday, I was watching her sleep, wishing she was a baby again, instead of the "oh so independent" toddler she is quickly becoming. I longed to rock her to sleep, cuddle with her, or just feed her like I did when she was a baby. Oh how I miss that!!!! I am sure I always will....absolutely positive, actually! Don't get me wrong...I am so so proud of the independent little personality she is becoming. She always wants to do things herself, but in the words of her daycare teacher, she is "a very compassionate soul", and always wants to make others feel better. For example, yesterday I smashed my toe on the couch, and muffled several cuss words, she immediately ran over and put her hand on my back and said "momma, what's wrong?? It hurt?? I help you??" Immediately my heart melted! She has such a sweetness about her! But...Sometimes her independence is EXTREMELY hard to deal with as a momma, (seperate blog) but I always said, I want my girls to be independent...careful what you wish for, because this one, is INDPENDENT!!
Today, as the people who love her dearly, gathered to celebrate her turning 2, my girl decided to be crazily clingly to her momma. If you know my girl, you know this is NOT her!! She is never clingly! Warning sirens went off in my head... Later, in the middle of her party, we discovered that she has an ear infection. Nice! Well, I immediately felt like a horse's ass, and gave her medicine, but it was too late. She was unhappy and everyone knew it. For a fleeting moment, I felt bad for everyone sitting here, wanting to see the happy little, outgoing girl she is 99% of the time. Then, I was over it. My girl was upset, in pain, feeling awful, and wanted her momma! Well, she got her momma. Don't get me wrong, there were definitley some temper tantrums involved, that we WILL deal with going forward, but today...she was in a room of people in her territory, in pain, and uncomfortable. I was so sad for her. I know she loves to have fun, but unfortunatley today wasn't up for it today. I think I held her for 5 solid hours! Fortunately, everyone here understood. I mean, they have kids too. How could you not be empathetic??
She simmered down enought to open her gifts, after a dose of Tylenol. I think her favorite gifts came from Manda, Nana,Jennifer and Courtney. Now she gets to play basketball (Thanks Manda) , and play with her babydoll in a stroller &swing/high chair (Thanks Jennifer and Nana) while wearing cute shoes (Thanks Courtney). The best of all worlds as a girl!!
All in all ,I wanted my baby girl to need her Momma less than one day ago, but I never wanted her to be ill, and not enjoy her 2nd birthday. I really hope she gets better quickly and is finished with these blasted ear infections. I want my happy girl back...the heck with what I miss/want!!!
As we were winding down for the night, I was feeding Livi, and Daddy was going to put Audrey down, she ran up to me, threw her arms around my neck, squeezed oh so tight and said "I wuv you momma!". And that alone, made EVERYTHING worth it!!!
Oh my sweet girl...You are more loved than you know & understand and that will NEVER change!!
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Potty Training....Kind of
Wow!
Potty training!
I cannot believe we are at that point. Where has the time gone?? My baby is almost 2...Craziness!!
I think we started potty training a little too early for Audrey. Her whole world changed when we brough Livi home, and I think I pushed her a little too fast. It's also hard to be very consistent with it when we aren't home or she's at daycare, so I did a little re-evaluating.
She has been telling us when she needs a diaper for quite a while now, and could identify the "poo" urge.
I wanted to wait until we brought Livi home and let her adjust to that before I started the potty training. I still don't think I timed it just right judging by some of her reactions
She has no problem "pee-pee"in the potty, but has been terrified to "poo" in the potty. I mean TERRIFIED. She will scream bloody murder and flip out when I try to put her on the potty when she has to "poo". She loves to flush the potty so I know she is not afraid of the noise, or anything like that. So I just stopped trying. We let her "pee-pee" when ever she told us she had to go potty, but I quit asking if she had to poop. I decided it was best to let her lead the way, after all it was about her comfort level, not mine.
AND this morning, she casually looked at me and said "potty, Mommy". Ok, let's go. I put her on the potty, she looked up and said "poopy". I braced for the meltdown......it didn't happen. My big girl FINALLY went poo in the potty!! I went a little crazy with the praising and excitement, but hey, I am one step closer to only having one kid in diapers. I bought a Pez dispenser today, hoping to keep encouraging her. She gets to flip the head up on her Pez and take a candy only when she potties. I hope this is just going to reinforce the behavior, and encourage the potty training. I am so ready to be DONE with diapers.
She's a pretty bright little girl, so let's hope we get this potty training thing under control.
Potty training!
I cannot believe we are at that point. Where has the time gone?? My baby is almost 2...Craziness!!
I think we started potty training a little too early for Audrey. Her whole world changed when we brough Livi home, and I think I pushed her a little too fast. It's also hard to be very consistent with it when we aren't home or she's at daycare, so I did a little re-evaluating.
She has been telling us when she needs a diaper for quite a while now, and could identify the "poo" urge.
I wanted to wait until we brought Livi home and let her adjust to that before I started the potty training. I still don't think I timed it just right judging by some of her reactions
She has no problem "pee-pee"in the potty, but has been terrified to "poo" in the potty. I mean TERRIFIED. She will scream bloody murder and flip out when I try to put her on the potty when she has to "poo". She loves to flush the potty so I know she is not afraid of the noise, or anything like that. So I just stopped trying. We let her "pee-pee" when ever she told us she had to go potty, but I quit asking if she had to poop. I decided it was best to let her lead the way, after all it was about her comfort level, not mine.
AND this morning, she casually looked at me and said "potty, Mommy". Ok, let's go. I put her on the potty, she looked up and said "poopy". I braced for the meltdown......it didn't happen. My big girl FINALLY went poo in the potty!! I went a little crazy with the praising and excitement, but hey, I am one step closer to only having one kid in diapers. I bought a Pez dispenser today, hoping to keep encouraging her. She gets to flip the head up on her Pez and take a candy only when she potties. I hope this is just going to reinforce the behavior, and encourage the potty training. I am so ready to be DONE with diapers.
She's a pretty bright little girl, so let's hope we get this potty training thing under control.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Petrified!!
I can honestly say, with 2 kids I have been concerned, have fretted, but NEVER have I been petrified, until last Thursday.
My lovely little lady, Olivia was diagnosed with RSV, after being in daycare a total of 6 days, my happy little girl was coughing so hard, her whole body shook. PETRIFIED!
I left work early last Thursday and met Jeremy and Liv (my nickname for her) at the pediatrician's office. I knew something wasn't right, call it mommy's intuition, and made the appointment earlier in the day. I was hoping it would be one of those appointment's where our pediatrician told me I was just being paranoid, but I had that itchy momma feeling that something was up. After the nurse shoved what looked like a 8 inch cotton swab up my sweet girl's nose, the pediatrician came into the room and told us little Livi had RSV. I immediately felt my chest constrict in panic. She was way too little for this diagnosis, and my brain went into overdrive. Almost immediately I recalled that RSV results in a high percentage of pneumonia diagnosis, and my eyes welled up with tears. The pediatrician was quick to tell me there was nothing I could have done to prevent it, and it would be ok, but I thought differently. Maybe , just maybe, if I had taken another 2 weeks off work, and she was 3 months old before she went to daycare, or maybe if I was still breast feeding, it would not be a problem. He quickly dispelled both notions, but non the less,I melted down in racking sobs as soon as we got home. Livi is not a good breast feeder, and it just did not work for her like it did Audrey, so I gave it up thinking it was best for her, now I second guessed myself. She was not gaining weight because of her jaudice, and our pediatrician recommended supplementing. Fine with me. I did it. Then I tried pumping, feeding her with a bottle, etc. It was not going well and he recommended 75% formula to ensure she would catch up on her growth. I followed direction. Have you ever tried to pump breast milk with a 20 month old running around?? Well, it's not easy! Eventually, we decided it best just to put Livi on formula. I really thought it would benefit both kids.... after contemplating it for days. Meaning, I would be able to give Audrey the attention she needed from me, as well as making sure Livi was getting her nutritional needs, and growing appropriately.
After the RSV diagnosis, I was second guessing myself in a huge way. Of course, Jeremy was quick to dispell my paranoia, and point out how well Livi was doing, and how well Audrey was adjusting, but I was petrified. Audrey NEVER had any serious illness, other than ear infections. Was this my fault?? Was I sacrificing Livi's health just to make sure I was there for Audrey?? P.A.R.A.N.O.I.A
I literally, did not let happy little Liv out of arm's reach for the next 2 days. I slept with my hand on her chest to make sure she wasn't wheezing. Well, I don't think you could call it sleeping...I laid with my hand on her chest, watching her sleep, just in case she started wheezing. My boss was extremely understanding, and had no problem letting me take Friday off (Thank goodness)
I trekked back to the MD office Friday, they completed a "deep suction", to pull all the goo out of her chest, and he told me the next 24 hours would be critical. Thank the good Lord above, she turned the corner, and was on the mend by Saturday evening! Those 2 days were 2 of the worst I have ever experienced. Her little body was racked with coughing, and sneezing. Literally. Her entire body would convulse when she coughed, and I had no choice but to use a nasal aspirator every 2 hours to make sure she was able to breathe comfortably. Thankfully, by Sunday we noticed a drastic improvement with her condition, and my mother-in-law was able to keep her Monday for us. I was no where near ready to send her to daycare. I am so fortunate she is so flexible, and understanding!! She kind of adores her grandbabies too, so I knew the next best set of hands, other than mine, belonged to her. She would not hesitate to call Jeremy or I, if she thought Livi was in any kind if distress, which was a huge comfort to me.
Today, Tuesday, she seems like her normal happy little self!! Thank God! Maybe we can both get some sleep tonight ;) For now, I am trying not to be ridiculously paranoid and over protective....We shall see how that goes ;)
My lovely little lady, Olivia was diagnosed with RSV, after being in daycare a total of 6 days, my happy little girl was coughing so hard, her whole body shook. PETRIFIED!
I left work early last Thursday and met Jeremy and Liv (my nickname for her) at the pediatrician's office. I knew something wasn't right, call it mommy's intuition, and made the appointment earlier in the day. I was hoping it would be one of those appointment's where our pediatrician told me I was just being paranoid, but I had that itchy momma feeling that something was up. After the nurse shoved what looked like a 8 inch cotton swab up my sweet girl's nose, the pediatrician came into the room and told us little Livi had RSV. I immediately felt my chest constrict in panic. She was way too little for this diagnosis, and my brain went into overdrive. Almost immediately I recalled that RSV results in a high percentage of pneumonia diagnosis, and my eyes welled up with tears. The pediatrician was quick to tell me there was nothing I could have done to prevent it, and it would be ok, but I thought differently. Maybe , just maybe, if I had taken another 2 weeks off work, and she was 3 months old before she went to daycare, or maybe if I was still breast feeding, it would not be a problem. He quickly dispelled both notions, but non the less,I melted down in racking sobs as soon as we got home. Livi is not a good breast feeder, and it just did not work for her like it did Audrey, so I gave it up thinking it was best for her, now I second guessed myself. She was not gaining weight because of her jaudice, and our pediatrician recommended supplementing. Fine with me. I did it. Then I tried pumping, feeding her with a bottle, etc. It was not going well and he recommended 75% formula to ensure she would catch up on her growth. I followed direction. Have you ever tried to pump breast milk with a 20 month old running around?? Well, it's not easy! Eventually, we decided it best just to put Livi on formula. I really thought it would benefit both kids.... after contemplating it for days. Meaning, I would be able to give Audrey the attention she needed from me, as well as making sure Livi was getting her nutritional needs, and growing appropriately.
After the RSV diagnosis, I was second guessing myself in a huge way. Of course, Jeremy was quick to dispell my paranoia, and point out how well Livi was doing, and how well Audrey was adjusting, but I was petrified. Audrey NEVER had any serious illness, other than ear infections. Was this my fault?? Was I sacrificing Livi's health just to make sure I was there for Audrey?? P.A.R.A.N.O.I.A
I literally, did not let happy little Liv out of arm's reach for the next 2 days. I slept with my hand on her chest to make sure she wasn't wheezing. Well, I don't think you could call it sleeping...I laid with my hand on her chest, watching her sleep, just in case she started wheezing. My boss was extremely understanding, and had no problem letting me take Friday off (Thank goodness)
I trekked back to the MD office Friday, they completed a "deep suction", to pull all the goo out of her chest, and he told me the next 24 hours would be critical. Thank the good Lord above, she turned the corner, and was on the mend by Saturday evening! Those 2 days were 2 of the worst I have ever experienced. Her little body was racked with coughing, and sneezing. Literally. Her entire body would convulse when she coughed, and I had no choice but to use a nasal aspirator every 2 hours to make sure she was able to breathe comfortably. Thankfully, by Sunday we noticed a drastic improvement with her condition, and my mother-in-law was able to keep her Monday for us. I was no where near ready to send her to daycare. I am so fortunate she is so flexible, and understanding!! She kind of adores her grandbabies too, so I knew the next best set of hands, other than mine, belonged to her. She would not hesitate to call Jeremy or I, if she thought Livi was in any kind if distress, which was a huge comfort to me.
Today, Tuesday, she seems like her normal happy little self!! Thank God! Maybe we can both get some sleep tonight ;) For now, I am trying not to be ridiculously paranoid and over protective....We shall see how that goes ;)
Monday, January 9, 2012
Here we go....
I have been on a bit of a hiatus from the blog...but I am back and ready to catch up ;)
Sweet little Olivia joined our family October 28th at 11:51 am. Her birth was eventful in it's own way. I went to my OB appointment on the 27th and there was no change at all. The week prior to that the MD gave me the option of being induced on the 20th, just in case my blood sugar went crazy again and he was afraid my iron level was getting too low, but I wanted to go into labor on my own. FAT chance. This little girl was perfectly cozy and not willing to come out!! So the 27th he didn't give me much choice. If we waited much longer, the chances of serious complications could arise, and I didn't want to put Olivia in any danger, so I agreed to be induced at 9pm that night. I called Jeremy at work, he called his parents and I put my sister on high alert, since she was going to have Audrey. After I rechecked my hospital bag for "essentials" and triple checked Audrey's overnight bag, she left with my sister, and Jeremy and I just looked at each other. I was anxious and nervous, not knowing what to expect. When I went into labor with Audrey, I felt prepared. I read everything I could get my hands on, and felt like I knew what would happen. This time, it was all up to how my body handled the drugs, etc. I like to research and plan, so the whole induction thing was freaky.
At 9pm, we were in the hospital room, and I was being hooked up to all the machines that come along with having a baby. The 1st band went around my stomach and we heard Olivia's heartbeat, the second band went on and the nurse looked at me , and said " Do you feel that?" I didn't feel anything. Apparently I was having contractions 3 minutes apart. It's amazing how COMPLETELY different the labor was with each pregnancy. The MD decided to go with a Foley bulb instead of Pitocin since my body was already beginning labor. By midnight the Foley bulb was out, and we were on our way! The contractions were getting harder and faster, so they gave me some Stadol. (the nurse actually prepped the delivery area, they thought I would deliver before 6am) Wowee... That is some strange stuff. I had a dose with Audrey, but this affected me completely different than before. I felt like a bad scene in Alice in Wonderland. I slept for a while, then the nurse told me the contractions were leveling off, most likely a side effect of the Stadol. (Nice.) So I got a Pitocin drip at 5am. At 6am my water broke....boy did that bring on the contractions. Hard. and Fast. At 8 the nurse checked me and told me I was almost at 8 centimeters, and the window for my epidural was closing, so I told her to bring the anesthesiologist ASAP. I can honestly count on one hand the number of times I have cried because I was in pain...and I was so, so close to tears. There was barely a minute between contractions, and I was having a hard time catching my breath. I could have kissed the anesthesiologist!! Such Relief! I was so tired by this point, I could barely keep my eyes open. Then suddenly, it was time to push. Oy!! I started pushing at 11am, and Ms. Olivia joined us at 11:51. She weighed in at 7lbs 4 oz. and was 21 inches long. (It was kind of ironic since the doc told me several times I was measuring small.) She was perfect!! I was able to immediately have skin to skin contact and Jeremy cut her umbilical cord. AmAzInG!!!!
It boggles my brain at how different each of our girls (LOVE the sound of that) are , as were the pregnancies! We had to take Livi back to the pediatrician almost daily for 3 weeks due to high jaundice levels, then concern over her weight gain. But, we are on the right track now....my "baby" weighs almost 12 lbs at almost 11 weeks!! Looks like she is going to be bigger than her sister, which may not be a bad thing since she may have to defend herself occasionally ;)
Audrey is a great big sister, most of the time ;) She likes to help "urp" the baby, and give her blankies. We have had the "gentle with the baby" conversation several times... She is a little ruffian on occasion.
As I write this I am planning on going back to work in 2 days....BOOO!! I don't want to, and am less than excited about it, but it's inevitable. I do feel somewhat comforted since we are sending Livi to the same daycare Audrey goes to, and I LOVE the newborn "teacher" Ms. Debbie. She is wonderful with babies and has the same "give them what they need when they need it" philosophy that I have. She doesn't stick to the "schedule regimens" that several other daycares we looked at do.
I have so much more to catch up on, but Livi is waking up and I want to cuddle her every chance I get for the next few days ;)
P.S. I am thinking about changing the blog name to Moreland's Mayhem, or Mayhem at the Moreland house.. What do ya think???
Sweet little Olivia joined our family October 28th at 11:51 am. Her birth was eventful in it's own way. I went to my OB appointment on the 27th and there was no change at all. The week prior to that the MD gave me the option of being induced on the 20th, just in case my blood sugar went crazy again and he was afraid my iron level was getting too low, but I wanted to go into labor on my own. FAT chance. This little girl was perfectly cozy and not willing to come out!! So the 27th he didn't give me much choice. If we waited much longer, the chances of serious complications could arise, and I didn't want to put Olivia in any danger, so I agreed to be induced at 9pm that night. I called Jeremy at work, he called his parents and I put my sister on high alert, since she was going to have Audrey. After I rechecked my hospital bag for "essentials" and triple checked Audrey's overnight bag, she left with my sister, and Jeremy and I just looked at each other. I was anxious and nervous, not knowing what to expect. When I went into labor with Audrey, I felt prepared. I read everything I could get my hands on, and felt like I knew what would happen. This time, it was all up to how my body handled the drugs, etc. I like to research and plan, so the whole induction thing was freaky.
At 9pm, we were in the hospital room, and I was being hooked up to all the machines that come along with having a baby. The 1st band went around my stomach and we heard Olivia's heartbeat, the second band went on and the nurse looked at me , and said " Do you feel that?" I didn't feel anything. Apparently I was having contractions 3 minutes apart. It's amazing how COMPLETELY different the labor was with each pregnancy. The MD decided to go with a Foley bulb instead of Pitocin since my body was already beginning labor. By midnight the Foley bulb was out, and we were on our way! The contractions were getting harder and faster, so they gave me some Stadol. (the nurse actually prepped the delivery area, they thought I would deliver before 6am) Wowee... That is some strange stuff. I had a dose with Audrey, but this affected me completely different than before. I felt like a bad scene in Alice in Wonderland. I slept for a while, then the nurse told me the contractions were leveling off, most likely a side effect of the Stadol. (Nice.) So I got a Pitocin drip at 5am. At 6am my water broke....boy did that bring on the contractions. Hard. and Fast. At 8 the nurse checked me and told me I was almost at 8 centimeters, and the window for my epidural was closing, so I told her to bring the anesthesiologist ASAP. I can honestly count on one hand the number of times I have cried because I was in pain...and I was so, so close to tears. There was barely a minute between contractions, and I was having a hard time catching my breath. I could have kissed the anesthesiologist!! Such Relief! I was so tired by this point, I could barely keep my eyes open. Then suddenly, it was time to push. Oy!! I started pushing at 11am, and Ms. Olivia joined us at 11:51. She weighed in at 7lbs 4 oz. and was 21 inches long. (It was kind of ironic since the doc told me several times I was measuring small.) She was perfect!! I was able to immediately have skin to skin contact and Jeremy cut her umbilical cord. AmAzInG!!!!
It boggles my brain at how different each of our girls (LOVE the sound of that) are , as were the pregnancies! We had to take Livi back to the pediatrician almost daily for 3 weeks due to high jaundice levels, then concern over her weight gain. But, we are on the right track now....my "baby" weighs almost 12 lbs at almost 11 weeks!! Looks like she is going to be bigger than her sister, which may not be a bad thing since she may have to defend herself occasionally ;)
Audrey is a great big sister, most of the time ;) She likes to help "urp" the baby, and give her blankies. We have had the "gentle with the baby" conversation several times... She is a little ruffian on occasion.
As I write this I am planning on going back to work in 2 days....BOOO!! I don't want to, and am less than excited about it, but it's inevitable. I do feel somewhat comforted since we are sending Livi to the same daycare Audrey goes to, and I LOVE the newborn "teacher" Ms. Debbie. She is wonderful with babies and has the same "give them what they need when they need it" philosophy that I have. She doesn't stick to the "schedule regimens" that several other daycares we looked at do.
I have so much more to catch up on, but Livi is waking up and I want to cuddle her every chance I get for the next few days ;)
P.S. I am thinking about changing the blog name to Moreland's Mayhem, or Mayhem at the Moreland house.. What do ya think???
Monday, October 24, 2011
18 months and growing....
Audrey had her 18 month check up today, and apparently she is well ahead of the curve. The pediatrician actually recommended doing as many activities that range in the 2 year old category as possible. He says she will decide if it's too difficult or not, and what is acceptable for her in terms of development. He was quite impressed with her vocabulary and dexterity. That made me laugh a little, because I was worried her speech would be a little delayed in lieu of the million ear infections and tubes, apparently that worry was for no reason. Looks like she is going to be a brainiac, and that is more than ok with this momma!!! I also found it ironic, considering we just moved her up to the 2 year old room at dayccare, and she LOVES it. Originally we were trying to avoid several biters in the toddler room, and decided to try it to see if it helped with the boredom....Viola! It did!
She weighs in at 23 lbs and 31 inches tall. She doesn't break the 30th percentile in either category, and her head circumference is even smaller. At 45 and a half centimeters she is only in the 18th percentile. Like I have said before, she is apparently just going to be a little petite.
At this point, Audrey is a handful in her own little way. It isn't that she misbehaves a lot, or doesn't listen; although she does have her moments, she is just in to EVERYTHING! She wants to see how things work, what they do, or how to operate them. Keeping her entertained is proving to be our biggest challenge at the moment. Boredom strikes this kid fairly easily. Books are currently our refuge...She LOVES books. It is, at this point, the only way to keep her still for 20 minutes. She still loves her Mickey mouse, but we try to limit T.V. to 30 minutes a day. I do not want her to be one of those kids who sits and stares at the television for hours on end. We color, draw, play outside, create fun "activities", etc to keep her busy so I am always looking for fun ideas and stuff to do with her. She is VERY close to being ready to potty train, but I don't want her to endure too much change at once, considering we will be bringing her baby sister home soon. So I am probably going to wait until we have a decent family routine in place, and go from there.
I can't wait to see how she interacts with her new little sister. She is GREAT with other kids, so I am hoping she doesn't act out alot when we bring the baby home. Hopefully....it will be a fairly easy transition.
She weighs in at 23 lbs and 31 inches tall. She doesn't break the 30th percentile in either category, and her head circumference is even smaller. At 45 and a half centimeters she is only in the 18th percentile. Like I have said before, she is apparently just going to be a little petite.
At this point, Audrey is a handful in her own little way. It isn't that she misbehaves a lot, or doesn't listen; although she does have her moments, she is just in to EVERYTHING! She wants to see how things work, what they do, or how to operate them. Keeping her entertained is proving to be our biggest challenge at the moment. Boredom strikes this kid fairly easily. Books are currently our refuge...She LOVES books. It is, at this point, the only way to keep her still for 20 minutes. She still loves her Mickey mouse, but we try to limit T.V. to 30 minutes a day. I do not want her to be one of those kids who sits and stares at the television for hours on end. We color, draw, play outside, create fun "activities", etc to keep her busy so I am always looking for fun ideas and stuff to do with her. She is VERY close to being ready to potty train, but I don't want her to endure too much change at once, considering we will be bringing her baby sister home soon. So I am probably going to wait until we have a decent family routine in place, and go from there.
I can't wait to see how she interacts with her new little sister. She is GREAT with other kids, so I am hoping she doesn't act out alot when we bring the baby home. Hopefully....it will be a fairly easy transition.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
The waiting game.......
That's where we stand right now with baby girl #2.... We wait!
The doctor has threatened to induce me. Don't get me wrong, I am a huge fan of modern medicine and will definitely follow doc's orders, but the thought of being induced is not something I am ok with at this point. At my appointment Friday he offered (or "strongly suggested") to go ahead and schedule it this week, but also gave me the option of waiting one more week, until my "actual" due date. I opted to wait, thinking mother nature knows best. I went into labor on my own last time, so hopefully that will happen again. Induction creates more stress on the baby so I am trying to wait it out....I hope it's the right decision. If there are no signs of active labor this week, I have no other choice, as he told me. He will not let me go any closer to 41 weeks than possible. When I go back to the doctor this Friday, I will leave with an induction date, and it will most likely be ASAP. BLAH! Don't get me wrong, I am beyond. ready. to. have. this. baby., I just want to do it in the best way possible for her. After this Friday, I know induction will be best, but I really hope it doesn't come to that.
As much as I love being pregnant, this pregnancy has been quite a bit more difficult than the last. The low iron, whacked out blood sugar, work schedule and chasing a toddler has prettly much left me exhausted. all. the. time. That's the secondary reason the doctor started talking about induction. He is worried that my blood sugar will crash, and I will not have the energy to endure a long labor, and the low iron may prevent a speedy recovery. So, we compromised... "light duty" from here on out, no more working for me, and induction before 41 weeks.. I am perfectly fine with that!!!
I am so ready to meet our little girl and see what she's like. I can't help but wonder if she's going to be the complete opposite of Audrey or if we will have 2 peas in a pod. I constantly wonder how the heck I am going to pull off taking care of 2 kids under 2 and maintain the house, work schedule etc. The best advice I have received so far was simply "you always find a way". I am trying not to stress out about it, I am just going to figure it out as I go I guess. Hopefully it works ;)
The doctor has threatened to induce me. Don't get me wrong, I am a huge fan of modern medicine and will definitely follow doc's orders, but the thought of being induced is not something I am ok with at this point. At my appointment Friday he offered (or "strongly suggested") to go ahead and schedule it this week, but also gave me the option of waiting one more week, until my "actual" due date. I opted to wait, thinking mother nature knows best. I went into labor on my own last time, so hopefully that will happen again. Induction creates more stress on the baby so I am trying to wait it out....I hope it's the right decision. If there are no signs of active labor this week, I have no other choice, as he told me. He will not let me go any closer to 41 weeks than possible. When I go back to the doctor this Friday, I will leave with an induction date, and it will most likely be ASAP. BLAH! Don't get me wrong, I am beyond. ready. to. have. this. baby., I just want to do it in the best way possible for her. After this Friday, I know induction will be best, but I really hope it doesn't come to that.
As much as I love being pregnant, this pregnancy has been quite a bit more difficult than the last. The low iron, whacked out blood sugar, work schedule and chasing a toddler has prettly much left me exhausted. all. the. time. That's the secondary reason the doctor started talking about induction. He is worried that my blood sugar will crash, and I will not have the energy to endure a long labor, and the low iron may prevent a speedy recovery. So, we compromised... "light duty" from here on out, no more working for me, and induction before 41 weeks.. I am perfectly fine with that!!!
I am so ready to meet our little girl and see what she's like. I can't help but wonder if she's going to be the complete opposite of Audrey or if we will have 2 peas in a pod. I constantly wonder how the heck I am going to pull off taking care of 2 kids under 2 and maintain the house, work schedule etc. The best advice I have received so far was simply "you always find a way". I am trying not to stress out about it, I am just going to figure it out as I go I guess. Hopefully it works ;)
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Procrastination panic!
I had another follow up with the ol' doc today and all looks well!! Yay! We will meet our wonderful addition in roughly 6 weeks. I am getting super excited!
The thought of bringing a baby home in 6 weeks set me into a panic last night! We have been procrastinating, not on purpose, but we are getting down to the wire in terms of getting ready for baby girl #2. We did bring out the bassinet and pack -n- play and got it all set up this weekend. I also managed to do a little shopping to make sure she isn't going to be naked when we bring her home. Unfortunately, that's about all I have managed to do in preparation for baby #2. Between my work schedule, Jeremy changing jobs, my absolute exhaustion, and chasing Audrey around, we just honestly lost track of time. I had a minor melt down about it last night, and am determined to get this show on the road. Our nephew's 1st birthday is this weekend (which I cannot believe) so after all the celebrating we are getting down to business!
By this point in my pregnancy with Audrey we were 90% ready for her. Everything was finished except a few details in the nursery. 90% complete with pregnancy #2 and we don't even have a newborn diaper n the house! Sad right? I do not want to make a difference between our two girls, EVER! I have 1st hand experience with that, and I always promised myself it would NEVER happen with my own kids....hence the panic! I feel like we should have prepared for #2 the way we prepared with Audrey. Realistically I know it's not exactly making a difference, and I know now more of what to expect with bringing home a newborn, but I never want this little girl to feel like she isn't just as special as her sister!
After the festivities this weekend, this momma will be starting Operation Get It Together!!
The thought of bringing a baby home in 6 weeks set me into a panic last night! We have been procrastinating, not on purpose, but we are getting down to the wire in terms of getting ready for baby girl #2. We did bring out the bassinet and pack -n- play and got it all set up this weekend. I also managed to do a little shopping to make sure she isn't going to be naked when we bring her home. Unfortunately, that's about all I have managed to do in preparation for baby #2. Between my work schedule, Jeremy changing jobs, my absolute exhaustion, and chasing Audrey around, we just honestly lost track of time. I had a minor melt down about it last night, and am determined to get this show on the road. Our nephew's 1st birthday is this weekend (which I cannot believe) so after all the celebrating we are getting down to business!
By this point in my pregnancy with Audrey we were 90% ready for her. Everything was finished except a few details in the nursery. 90% complete with pregnancy #2 and we don't even have a newborn diaper n the house! Sad right? I do not want to make a difference between our two girls, EVER! I have 1st hand experience with that, and I always promised myself it would NEVER happen with my own kids....hence the panic! I feel like we should have prepared for #2 the way we prepared with Audrey. Realistically I know it's not exactly making a difference, and I know now more of what to expect with bringing home a newborn, but I never want this little girl to feel like she isn't just as special as her sister!
After the festivities this weekend, this momma will be starting Operation Get It Together!!
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