Kevin's bestie* Scott is currently on his second tour of duty with the US Army in Iraq. To say we miss him is a HUGE understatement. He left us a comment the other day that I can't ignore.
I know it has been almost two weeks since Lydia joined our family, but honestly I don't know where the time has gone. It isn't like I am using it to sleep... let me tell you. Honestly posting is just not at the top of my priority list, but for Scott, I make a major exception.
And I know that photo doesn't show our little girls best features off, so there are a few from the hour after she was born.
I do have a lot to blog, but right now I hear her crying from the other room. Birth story, meeting the big sister, coming home and adjusting to life as a family of 4 coming soon.
We welcomed Lydia Elizabeth to our family this morning at 8 am. She is 7 lbs 2 oz and 20 inches long. Everyone is great and doing well. We'll get some pictures posted asap. Yeah!!! My heartburn is gone!!!
I've said it before but I am done being pregnant. Oh the drama that swims through my head when I type that. Let me tell you a story.
My delivery with Madeline was induced. I don't' know if I posted about that or not and honestly I don't have the energy to go look. I was totally ok with that choice at the time, but was thinking this time I'd like to let nature take it's course.
The problem with that... I am a control freak.
I wanted to have this baby before my due date. I planned on having this baby before my due date. Kevin took 7 days off work.. which are quickly being burned. We are ready to have this baby. So we scheduled an induction. I wanted to wait, but I am done.
None of this is makes my mother happy. She wasn't thrilled about our induction last time and believes in the natural process of child birthing. It isn't that I disagree, but my control issues (which is a personality trait I also get from my mother) and hip pain and lack of sleep and constant heartburn and crabbiness, win out over my desire to wait. (Sorry Mom. I do love you.)
So today as we get ready to become a family of four I wanted to post my last pregnancy photograph. Taken on Friday, October 16, my 30th birthday and 3 days short of 40 weeks. Don't know what Madeline was doing there, but she had to be in the picture, but wouldn't look at the camera.
I am an avid fan of Michael Buble and got his new CD as a birthday present from my parents. As we get ready to meet our #2 I have to share a song with you. It is the first single off his CD and it made me cry (at 5am) the first time I heard it.
The line, "I know that we can be so amazing and baby your love is going to change me. Now I can see every possibility." makes me all teary.
We can't wait to meet this kid. We can't wait to hold our second baby. We can't wait to introduce him or her to our loving friends and family. Control freak or not, we just can't wait.
"I promise you Kid I'll give so much more than I get. I just haven't met you yet."
So the next time you hear from me, I'll introduce you to our #2.
To say it has been over shadowed is an under statement.I knew this was going to happen 9 months ago when I got a double line on that pregnancy test.
Under normal circumstances, us having not moved just days before Kevin's 30th and not having a baby due 3 days after mine, I think we would have made a much bigger deal of our birthdays. As it is, this year has been crazy enough without the addition of these birthdays.
Recently someone asked me how I felt about turning 30. To be honest I am down right excited about it. I come from a long line of family members who are proud of their age. My 82 year old grandmother wears her age like a badge of honor. As well she should. With age comes experience. (I am not going to say wisdom because we all know that those two things don't always go hand in hand.)
So although my 30th birthday isn't going to be a huge celebration I know it will be a wonderful day. The fact that this baby could come on my birthday has been talked about... a lot. Although I am looking forward to actually having this baby, I don't know that I want to share my birthday. I am not being selfish, honest, I'm really thinking of the kid too. Who wants to share anything with their mother? I am sure it will be a memorable day no matter the outcome right?
I thought about making a list of 30 things to do when I am 30. But I don't know that can think of thirty things. Ok, let's try.
#1- Have a second baby #2- name that baby #3- try not to go insane
Ok, that's all I've got. That looks like a good list to me.
Happy October 16th.
Hopefully the next time you hear from me I'll have more baby news. I do have a Dr. appt tomorrow... lets all send some baby dust my way that I have this baby on Saturday... what do you say? Bring it on.
Madeline applies the weirdest inflections on words. 90% of the time she says mother but just the other day she started saying 'mudder' instead. My mom has a bunch of examples, because she finds it totally adorable. Not that I don't, I just don't have the brain space for that right now. Maybe in a few months...
Today, on the way to our local grocery establishment,* however I captured Madeline as she found her inner Carol Channing.
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*I have been in no way sponsored by this grocery store chain. It is just that her inner Carol is "Channeled"** when shopping here!
***If you don't like hearing about poop you might want to skip this post. You've been warned.***
Alternate post title: Why we may never eat White Castle's again
I am here, still pregnant. We are doing everything my doctor suggested to get this show on the road. This includes long walks and slyders. (That is how the WC people spelled in on their trademark, honest.) Among other things that I will leave to your imagination.
In order to get working on this process, Kev and I took Madeline to lunch at Castle's yesterday while running some errands. She ate one... just one mind you. Then we ran errands, where we walked around Target, a lot. If you hadn't figured it out, it didn't work. I am still not in labor. Madeline however had quite the reaction.
This is where I start talking about poop so if you are squeamish, look away.
She is a very regular pooper. She poops twice a day. Once in the am and once in the pm. Before lunch she had a regular BM. Totally normal. After lunch however she never did poop. This has happened before, she just wakes up in the am and poops and then we are back on schedule. I didn't even think she would have issues. That is until 2:30am.
Kevin went into her room to calm her down because she was crying. As soon as he walked in, he said he knew something was wrong, because "of the smell." I got up shortly there after to help with the mess, and boy what a mess it was.
I love footie pajamas. Kids are so cute in footed sleepers, running around the house and getting cozy in bed. They are NOT however good for WC poop explosions. She got dirtier getting her out of the sleeper then she was in the sleeper. It has been a long time since we've bathed a child in the middle of the night, but last night we did just that. And a load of laundry. We were all back in bed by 3:15am.
Why do I even mention all of this? Well, first to let any other pregnant women out there know that WC are not going to send you into labor. I've had them twice in four days. Still pregnant... and now exausted. Second, to keep a record of what not to do as a mother for both myself and others. Don't feed your children WC, unless you are ready for a craptastic night. Litterally. Third, and finally, to remind myself that it could have been worse. Madeline could have been here with other family members while we were at the hospital, OR I could have already had the baby and had to deal with NO sleep at all last night. (Just another fear, coming to reality before #2 is here.)
So be warned. No more WC for us. We'll stick to long walks and those other things.
