Monday, February 23, 2009
So, to start off:
Five grand reasons to be alive!!
1. My beautiful and brilliant baby boy, Chewie, who surprises me each day with something new and incredible.
2. My fabulous, incredibly sexy husband who is super supportive and is a f*cking GREAT daddy!
3. Living in Canada where free health care is available - and competant medical staff who helped bring my son into the world and keep him alive until he was able to do it by himself, and we didn't go broke after it all.
4. B-rad and I being able to afford a house and get into the real estate game when we did. It was such a great feeling to finally own a house - a great house, and be free from renting and landlords, and have that sense of respect and ownership. yeah. That we both have great jobs and that we're able to be able to afford a few nice things.
5. Since B-rad and i moved back home we've found ourselves with a great support system of parents, family, and friends who have been so great this past year.
And now, to nominate!
Surprised Suburban Wife
2 Pink Lines
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Last night B-rad and i woke up to Chewie crying around 3 am. After waiting to see if he'd cry it out, we heard coughing so i went in to check on him. Poor little dude was lying there in his crib, crying, covered in puke. And not the sour-milk baby puke, but full on hard core regurgitated semi digested vomit. It made me want to cry, the poor little man. So, i called b-rad in and we took off little Chewie's jammies and tried to clean him up as best we could, and b-rad changed his bedding and got him a new blanket.
I sat with him in the rocking chair, and offered him some mom-milk, but he just lay there in my arms looking up at me with his big blue eyes and pouty lips. My heartstrings were being plucked one at a time. We sat in the chair together, he fell asleep right away, but kept waking up with fits of vomiting. i tried to bring him into our bed when my butt and legs fell asleep from the rocker, but that seemed to make it worse. I figured that he probably didn't like laying down, that it made the nausea worse.
So Chewie and I, with a little help from B-rad, got ourselves all set up in the recliner couch downstairs. I spent the entire night/morning holding him and rocking him and cleaning him up until he finally slept a bit.
He actually ate around 6:45 this morning and kept it down, and is napping happily upstairs. and now, i can't sleep. i'm going to go lay down again in a few minutes. i called around to my family to see if anyone else was showing signs of sickness, as we all went swimming yesterday as a family (for family day) and everyone appears to be fine, so i'm thinking that he probably swallowed some of the pool water and that's what was making his tummy upset.
we'll see how the rest of the day goes. .....if all goes well, we will be back on solid foods this afternoon and will be taking a bath to get the puke out of little dude's hair and ears.
Monday, February 9, 2009
1.HOW MANY CHILDREN DO YOU HAVE?
2. HOW OLD?
For blogging purposes, Chewie.
4. WAS YOUR PREGNANCY PLANNED OR SURPISES?
planned i guess, we weren't TRYING but we weren't preventing either
5. WHAT WERE YOUR REACTIONS?
I was nervous, my hands were shaking when i told b-rad who said when i showed him the test: "What does that mean?"
6. HOW OLD WERE YOU?
27 when i found out, 28 when he was born
7. HOW DID YOU FIND OUT YOU WERE PREGNANT?
See number 5, home pregnancy test. i was really really tired all the time, and I kept having dreams i was pregnant, or had just had a baby, so i took one of those Early pregnancy tests and it said Negative, but i kept thinking "But i feel like i'm pregnant". I was bummed. But then i took another one a few days later and it said Positive... We went to a doctor to be sure but he said "If the home test says you're pregnant, you are. you're more likely to get a false negative than a false positive"
8. WHO DID YOU TELL FIRST?
Hm, i don't remember... i think it was either my sis-in-law Pam or my friend Jaimie.
9. DID YOU WANT TO FIND OUT THE SEX?
I did, but B-rad didn't. So we waited.
10. DUE DATE -
August 28, 2008
11. DID YOU HAVE MORNING SICKNESS?
No, i had one or two days where i felt a little bit of nausea when i would smell certain things, but other than that, i felt good.
12. WHAT DID YOU CRAVE?
i craved Apple Juice big time in the beginning, then it was club sandwhiches or really hardy multigrain breads. There was a brief stint of DQ blizzards and Coke Slurpees.
13. WHAT IRRITATED YOU?
having to pee a million times a day, and having to give up coffee.
14. DID YOU WISH YOU HAD THE OPPOSITE SEX OF WHAT YOU WERE GETTING?
i didn't wish for either, but i dreamt that it was a girl - so i was pretty certain he was a girl up until he was born and b-rad said: "We have a son!"
15. HOW MANY POUNDS DID YOU GAIN DURING PREGNANCY?
i don't know, cuz i didn't pay attention to my weight in the beginning, but probably 20-30 lbs... it would have been a lot more if i had gone full term.
16. DID YOU HAVE ANY COMPLICATIONS DURING YOUR PREGNANCY?
No problems, except that he came 8 weeks early - due to a Urinary Tract Infection and being dehydrated. Even if you think you're drinking enough water on the hottest day of the summer, you probably aren't. lesson learned.
17. WHERE DID YOU GIVE BIRTH?
At RUH (Royal University Hospital).
18. HOW MANY HOURS WERE YOU IN LABOR?
i'm not sure how to figure that out, i started having back pain (what ended up being contractions) around 8pm and Chewie was born at just about 1pm the next day, so if we go from there 16 hours?
19. WHO DROVE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL?
B-rad drove half the way (he had been awake for over 24 hours, and at the lake with a few drinks and was really really tired) so we stopped in SmallTown and picked up my Sister in Law, Pam, who drove us the rest of the way - keeping me calm while B-rad slept in the back seat. I told him "If i really am in labour, i need you awake and alert, so you need to get some sleep now!"
20. WHO WATCHED YOU GIVE BIRTH?
The original plan was to have Pam there to take pictures, but because it was such a panic/emergency, i opted to have no outside people in there (in case things didn't go well and he didn't end up being healthy) so it was just Me and B-rad, and our Doula - Sunava, and the OBGYN (because it was an emergency) and the Stupid Maternity Nurse Debbie, and then the NICU Staff waiting with in the back. Full house, huh?
21. WAS IT NATURAL OR C-SECTION?
22. DID YOU TAKE MEDICINE TO EASE THE PAIN?
See #21 - nope, just a lot of breathing and groaning.
23. HOW MUCH DID YOUR CHILD WEIGH?
24. WHEN WAS YOUR CHILD ACTUALLY BORN?
July 5, 2008
25. DID YOU NAME THEM AFTER ANYONE?
yes, his middle name is to honour B-rad's childhood friend who passed away.
I choose to be a Non-Tagger, but if you wanna do this - feel free! it's a good no-brainer post fodder for this Monday Morning.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
What is there to report from the past month? Well, we’ve started you on solid foods which has been pretty fun for the most part, and you have already developed a pretty defined list of what you will and will not eat. Sweet Potatoes - Check, Peas - DOUBLE CHECK, Carrots - check, Egg - Check, Rice - check, Banana - CHECK, Apples - Check..... Broccoli - HELLLLS NO! In fact, when you registered what was actually in your mouth you made the sourest face and started spitting and crying and choking as if to say: “Get-it-out-get-it-out-get-it-out!!!” Even my attempts to hide the broccoli in peas was met with the same reaction and then you had enough wouldn’t eat anything more. So, we’re avoiding broccoli.... for NOW.... but we will try again.
After the broccoli fiasco, you are cautious with each spoonful of food i put in your mouth. You hold it in your mouth for a few seconds, making the face of disgust, until you realize that it’s Carrots, and you like carrots. Once you get going, you try to grab the spoon with both hands to “help” me guide the food into your open mouth. I am constantly surprised at how much you can and will eat in one sitting. Just when i think i’ve made you way too much food, you show me up and clean off the plate. With the realization that things that go into your mouth taste good, you’ve been tasting everything you can hold onto and bring to your mouth. Keys, water bottles, books, blankets, toys, shoes, anything. Oh what a world to discover.
What comes with solid food is, you guessed it, solid poop. Ah, yes, how the attitude toward bodily functions has changed in this household over the last seven months. Your dad and i find ourselves, quite regularly, cheering you on when you start to work one out - “that’s it! PUUUUUSH!!! Good for you baby!!!”. Your dad even went so far as to get you your crinkle book for you to read while you pooped. :) just like your papa.
Almost overnight, you took notice of the two fury creatures who co-habit our humble home. Suddenly mom and dad were no longer of interest, no no no! Not when you could look at Kozmo, or Cinda! How excited you get when they walk in the room. You squeal and laugh and practically vibrate with happiness. On the rare occasion where you have been able to touch one of the cats, usually Kozmo, we realize you are not the most gentle of beings. You are a poker, and a prodder, and a puller of ears and whiskers. Luckily, for you, Kozmo seems to be rather patient with you while you yank on his fur, he calmly looks up at us and appears to say that he’ll take exactly 3 more seconds of this before things get nasty. You have yet to be able to maul Cinda, mostly because she is far to skittish to let you anywhere near her for more than 1 second at a time.
My baby, this has been the month i have dubbed: “The Push Mommy’s Buttons and See How Far She’ll Go” month from hell. Not that any of it is really your fault, it just seems that this month in particular i feel like i’m nearing the edge a little bit each day. It seems like you have been working on that first tooth forever and we still have nothing to show for it but tears and sleepless nights. Thank the gods for children’s Tylenol and the homoeopathic teething tablets. If not for them, we might have put you in a basket and sent you down the river, just like Moses. But it’s been a combination of things, my cold, your daddy’s cold, your cold and your teeth, all piled on top of each other at the same time.
There came a point, this month, where i just decided that i couldn’t do the midnight awake times anymore. So, your father and i decided to just let you cry it out. Not that it really took all that long. A good solid 15-20 minutes and you were sleeping again, not waking again until morning. The next night there was one little squawk and you were good. So far out of the two weeks we’ve been doing this, you only woke up twice. Pretty darn good if you ask me. Maybe as a byproduct of that you have been settling into a more routine awake/sleep schedule. Good thing to, as it’s saving my sanity.
Your happy little sounds and gummy grin brighten each and every day, and if i could cuddle you, munch on your cheeks and kiss your round bald head for ever, it wouldn’t be long enough. Each and every day i am amazed at my capacity to love you. Utterly and fantastically amazed.
I will Love you Forever + one day,