I have to write this post. Every mom does but rather than writing it tomorrow, I am writing it today because I remember the anticipation I was feeling a year ago today. I woke up knowing that this would be the last day of bed rest & monitoring. I even let myself get up and walk around. We were all anxious and trying to take up time. Our good friend, Julie, came over to have dinner and take pics of me and the big belly.
Archive for March, 2009
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We are thrilled to announce the arrival of our beautiful new baby girl.
She arrived March 29th at 2:58 in the morning. She is 8lbs and 20 inches long.
We had a crazy journey getting her here…all the way to the end. After going into freakishly fast (and unexpected) labor I nearly gave birth in our car. As it ended up, after some mayhem, panic and a mix up about which hospital we were supposed to rendezvous at with our doctor, she was delivered safely into our exhausted, but very grateful arms.
She is gorgeous and perfectly healthy from what we can see thus far. She put us on a roller coaster ride from the very beginning and made sure we had a few more twists, turns and stomach drops at the very end. Hopefully this is the extent of her rebellion (but I doubt it).
We have yet to find a name (more…)
I am not ready to quit nursing Jonah. Although physically, my body has been handling the weaning process quite well, emotionally I’ve been a wreck over this. I feel a huge contradiction inside of myself over what is right and what is selfish. For those who have just begun reading, or for those with short term memory problems, my son Jonah stopped eating (we’re hypothesizing) around early November. He seemed to be nursing well throughout the day, but we found out that in actuality he was only taking two ounces per nursing session. He began to lose weight, at which point my husband and I allowed medical intervention and he was put on formula. We had the hopes of returning him to the breast for all of his feedings, and I resorted to any method of boosting milk production that I could find. Herbal supplements, changes in my diet, pumping literally around the clock. It all seemed to help at first, but after a week or so of hope, would always go downhill again.
At this point, Jonah is almost completely formula fed. He nurses once a day, either in the morning when he wakes up or at night before bed. He refuses to nurse at any other time. This is heartbreaking to me, as I know the extreme benefits of breast milk that he is missing out on. Our original plan for breastfeeding was to allow him to self wean, and to nurse at least until he was two years old, with one year being the absolute minimum. And so the feelings of contradiction come into play. I feel guilty about giving him formula, but glad to see that he is thriving, and take reassurance in knowing exactly how much milk he is taking each day. I am happy when he nurses, because then I know he is getting something that is the absolute best for him, but I am scared to push him to nurse more often because I know that my body has stopped producing enough milk for him. I feel that it is selfish to give him formula, because that is the “easy way out.” I don’t have to spend days trying to get my body to produce milk if I just chose formula. However, I also feel selfish pursuing breastfeeding as vigorously as I have been. It me who had decided to nurse until two years of age, obviously not Jonah’s choice as he has already self weaned. Perhaps, I sometimes feel, formula is the best thing for Jonah given our past circumstances, and this quest to be back on the boob is just costing Jonah valuable time with his mommy, when I should be putting my efforts into other aspects of parenting. I need finality in this decision once and for all.
And so, this past weekend I have decided to take the drastic measure that many nursing mommies have turned to. My good friend used this method to renew her supply (more…)
I’m very proud of myself; I’ve added another thing to the long list of things that Mommy can’t do while I’m awake. Today’s addition to the list is vacuuming. I started trying to catch the vacuum when I was crawling; after I started walking I tried to pounce on it and go for a ride. Mommy found that funny so today I tried a new tactic, unplugging it. When Mommy turns the vacuum cleaner on I pull the plug out of the wall. Mommy called me a little stinker the first time; she finally gave up the ninth time. I thought it was really funny and didn’t understand why she didn’t want to play that game anymore. So far mommy can’t load the dishwasher, clean the floor, pick up toys, clean the bathroom or the tables when I’m awake. Hmmm I wonder what I can add to that list next.
It is official! The kids all got their very own FIRST birthday cards! My aunts Helen and Jos sent the trio birthday wishes all the way from Holland. THANK YOU! The triplets are one of a kind on both sides of the family so this is a very special event. We are very thankful to have our family all over the world following their progress.
I had to take pics of them opening their envelope & looking at their cards. Needless to say, sharing was an issue although they each had a card. Please forgive the nakedness. We were battling fevers at the same time and didn’t want them in (more…)
When pregnant I tend to carry my kids way out in front. This phenomenon becomes even more freakishly impressive in the final days of a full term pregnancy.
Lately it has been fun to go out in public and watch people’s reactions. I, of course, have no concept of how big I look or how pregnant I may appear, but I guess it’s pretty eye-popping.
Especially fun is when people ask, “When are you due?” and I reply, “In 6 days.”
You can see them frantically thinking about where they keep their mops.
I have had a terrific weekend if you couldn’t tell by the title of my post. My sister and her kids came over for a visit this weekend. Since her hubby is working twelve hour shifts and we live about two hours from her now, she and the kids just stayed the night. I had my concerns about them coming over, not because I don’t love them but because they just got over a nasty stomach bug. I intentionally avoided seeing her the last time I was in her area, even though I really wanted to stop by, because I didn’t want to get sick. Since the kids homeschool, we don’t get exposed to as many bugs as other people. It had been a week since anyone had been sick so I figured they were no longer contagious….. I was wrong.
We went out for Mexican food for lunch – not a good combination to have with a stomach bug. After that we all went grocery shopping. Kelly and I tend do tag team grocery shopping. He takes a couple kids and I take a couple. Then we work off our list and check in with each other. Kelly was getting tired of shopping and headed with the boys to the electronics department. Meanwhile, I am pushing Lyndsey Lou Lou (more…)
I can’t help but feel that we’ve done a great disservice to ourselves by taking too long of a break from EC. I wonder with every puddle I have to sop up, if this chapter in our journey may soon come to a close. As Jonah has become more independent during playtime, his cues are becoming subtle and harder to pick up. It is also difficult to contain the results of missed cues as he is becoming more mobile. Jonah is wanting to have more activity throughout the day, and as I have not been able to reliably predict each elimination, with more activities has come a heavy reliance on diapers. In several ways I feel that we have made great improvements on our communications the past couple of weeks, and in several ways I feel that we are beginning to communicate less.
Trying to see Jonah’s cues for urination through all of his hand clapping, rolling across the room, and pulling apart pop-beads, has become increasingly difficult. Yet, as we have increased Jonah’s solid food intake, spotting the cues for bowel movements has become extremely easy. Even while Jonah is wearing a diaper, I am able to spot his cues. He begins to fuss, but not in the same way he does when he is tired or hungry. I have noted that his fussiness before a bowel movement is very similar to the way he fusses when something is causing him physical discomfort. This makes sense to me when I think about how a bowel movement feels. It does cause a bit of discomfort physically. When he begins to fuss in this way, I remove his diaper and either carry him to the toilet (if we are close enough) or simply hold his bum up over his cloth diaper. In both situations, I press his knees to his chest and (more…)
Well… here I go again. Darn it. I am trying so hard to be more organized and self disciplined but it is so hard. I have a couple of homework assignments I need to do and so what do I decide to do instead… post a blog post.
It all started this morning. I normally set a little time aside each morning to post on my school’s discussion board (posting is required). When I first started the program, I found myself wanting to reply to every single post out of habit. I am so used to JM’s discussion boards that I would find myself wanting to post a “Wednesday whines and woohoos” on the discussion board at class. I had to force myself not to use the discussion board to socialize since I am sure that this would have annoyed half the students and probably the teacher too. Now that I am used to posting though, it isn’t so exciting anymore.
Usually it isn’t very hard to come up with something to post, but today I read the teacher’s discussion thread and it just made my brain hurt. We are talking about mutual funds… oh yeah. What is the difference between an open and closed fund and ETF? Who knows! I sure don’t. So I couldn’t just post some nonsense and hope I got it right. I actually need to go read about this (more…)