Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Happy 2 weeks! (a week late...)
Blakely is 2 weeks old! (6 days ago!)
We went for a 2 week checkup, and this girl knows how to grow! She was 4lbs 4oz when we left the hospital and 11 days later she was 5lbs 8oz. We put her on the scale and Stephen and I looked at each other and laughed and told the nurse the scale was messed up. The nurse assured us it wasn't! We knew she was eating a lot and getting bigger, but we didn't know she could even gain that much weight that quickly!
Blakely is a little confused about days and nights. She is impossible to wake up most of the day, and wide awake for hours at night. We are hoping she grows out of this VERY soon. Stephen is great about staying up with her after I feed her so I can get a little more sleep. Another thing Blakely is confused about is when to go to the bathroom. I swear, she waits until I take the diaper off to go. This girl goes through more diapers and more clothes than you'd believe. She also makes me go through quite a bit of my own. I have a poop stain on my favorite jeans to prove it. We'll just say it adds character. :)
She loves Grandpa and G G (stands for Gorgeous Grandma- my delivery nurse suggested it so I decided that's what my mom would be called). I think Grandpa likes to hold Blakely more than anyone- she likes it too.
Isn't she a sweetie? Especially when she is sleeping. At night. :)
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Happy one week birthday!
Blakely peed on me at least 4 times. (We had no idea that girls can spray too!) :)
She started making noises when she eats.
I was so sleepy I accidentally used Blakely's hat for a burp wrag.
She gets the hiccups all the time- Stephen must have gotten sympathy hiccups because he has had them for almost 2 days straight.
We had our first outing- to the doctor. Blakely gained 3 oz from her discharge weight and has only 2 more to get to her birth weight!
Still to come in week number 2:
Second doctors appointment.
First visitors to the house- Blakely's great grandma and grandpa and great aunt Tammy.
First night with JUST us. My mom is abandoning us for 24 hours starting tomorrow morning. She thinks we need a test run before she goes home for good.
And hopefully more sleep is in our future. :)
Sunday, December 12, 2010
The highlights
It has been a long week, and sometimes I can't figure out what day it is. I will give a few of the highlights of the last 5 days of our lives.
I checked into the hospital to be induced Tuesday night. Blakely wasn't growing like she needed, so the doc decided she'd be better to get out. I was 35 weeks 5 days.
I think because I was so early, and my body wasn't ready, labor completely changed my pain scale. I have a new 10. I think you could cut off my finger and it might be a 5 compared to this.
After 11 hours of contractions, I was able to get an epidural that only worked on half my body. The second epidural was my best friend.
It took me that long to get to 3cm dilated, then took a few more hours for me to get to a 5.
Then in about 20 minutes I went from a 5 to a 9.
Then 20 minutes after that Blakely showed up.
She had to have a feeding tube. It still makes me sad to think about it.
The day after she was born, Stephen got either food poisoning or a bad stomach virus and started violently throwing up at about 11pm. Luckily we were at a hospital.
He spent the night in the ER and finally stopped throwing up at 4:30am after 3 bags of IV fluids. He was then quarantined to his parents hotel. We didn't get to see him for the next two days.
I discovered that mom's can run off of significantly less sleep than non-moms. I slept about 4 hours in three days.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Onesies
My friends Claire and Claire threw a "Billings baby blowout" shower for me last night and invited a bunch of the students that are involved with our ministry. We played chug the bottle- hilarious. The bottles were filled with apple juice and apparently it's a lot harder to drink out of a bottle than you think. They were pretty small bottles and it still took them about 5 minutes just to finish them. We also played "Celebrity baby name OR fake baby name." Also hilarious. I'm all for creativity but "Pilot Inspektor" and "Audio Science"? Poor kids.
My favorite baby clothes are just little white onesies. There is just something about how simple and clean looking they are compared to all the other busy baby outfits. I just love them. I can't wait until it is warm enough for little B to just run around in a plain white onesie. So our other activity at the shower was painting white onesies. I just knew that out of a bunch of sorority girls there had to be some artistic talent to make some cute outfits! I was right!
How funny is the "got milk?" and the "pink" one? Notice that the "pink" is written on the booty of the onesie. Stephen was not too thrilled about that one and we have already argued about whether or not she will even be allowed to wear this one. (I'm pretty sure he's the only guy that will be checking out her booty for quite a while, and that will only be to check for poo.)
Don't worry, she will get a Razorback onesie soon enough.
How cute are those!? I am sad I didn't get more newborn or 0-3mo sizes so she can wear them sooner.
My favorite baby clothes are just little white onesies. There is just something about how simple and clean looking they are compared to all the other busy baby outfits. I just love them. I can't wait until it is warm enough for little B to just run around in a plain white onesie. So our other activity at the shower was painting white onesies. I just knew that out of a bunch of sorority girls there had to be some artistic talent to make some cute outfits! I was right!
How funny is the "got milk?" and the "pink" one? Notice that the "pink" is written on the booty of the onesie. Stephen was not too thrilled about that one and we have already argued about whether or not she will even be allowed to wear this one. (I'm pretty sure he's the only guy that will be checking out her booty for quite a while, and that will only be to check for poo.)
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Birthing Class #2
We made our second attempt at a birthing class this weekend, and it was so much better! Here we are about to leave! We were pretty excited (well, I was.)
This was an all day class (9am to 4pm) and even though it took up our whole Saturday it was SO much better than our Bradley class experience! Our teacher seemed like a fairly normal human being, and we were in the class with about 8 other normal couples. In fact, I think I was the only "crazy" person in there that is considering a natural birth. It was unbelievable how different the information was from the Bradley class. This was a completely unbiased class that was not trying to sway anyone to do a drug free or drug assisted birth. I felt like we could trust the information. We learned about drug free births, drug assisted, induction, and c-sections. But some of the stuff was literally the exact opposite of what the Bradley teacher told us. Someone is lying! :)
We learned lots of great relaxation techniques for labor, and it was great fun for me because Stephen had to "practice." Which meant that he spent most of the morning rubbing my shoulders and back to find out what relaxes and soothes me. Ha! He was a trooper and I think he will be so helpful when I am in labor. Here is Stephen in his "dad" outfit for the day. He left his morning coffee mug, which completed the ensemble, in the car. At least it's not a wind suit.
It was fun because several of the women were 35 and 36 weeks pregnant. It was crazy to think that they could be having their babies any day now! And I'm only a few weeks behind! We can't wait!
This was an all day class (9am to 4pm) and even though it took up our whole Saturday it was SO much better than our Bradley class experience! Our teacher seemed like a fairly normal human being, and we were in the class with about 8 other normal couples. In fact, I think I was the only "crazy" person in there that is considering a natural birth. It was unbelievable how different the information was from the Bradley class. This was a completely unbiased class that was not trying to sway anyone to do a drug free or drug assisted birth. I felt like we could trust the information. We learned about drug free births, drug assisted, induction, and c-sections. But some of the stuff was literally the exact opposite of what the Bradley teacher told us. Someone is lying! :)
We learned lots of great relaxation techniques for labor, and it was great fun for me because Stephen had to "practice." Which meant that he spent most of the morning rubbing my shoulders and back to find out what relaxes and soothes me. Ha! He was a trooper and I think he will be so helpful when I am in labor. Here is Stephen in his "dad" outfit for the day. He left his morning coffee mug, which completed the ensemble, in the car. At least it's not a wind suit.
Friday, November 12, 2010
It's time
That's right folks. It's time for Christmas. I know there are some scrooges out there (like my husband) that think you can't start celebrating Christmas until after Thanksgiving. He said to me yesterday:
"That's like on my birthday in June, you saying 'happy birthday, but we are celebrating my birthday today too.'"
But I personally believe that of all people, we are allowed to celebrate CHRIST'S birthday whenever we want! Who's with me?! And luckily I was able to finally convince Stephen to get the Christmas decorations out of the shed. I compromised and we are waiting until next weekend to get the tree up. Even some of the radio stations agree with me. My new favorite started playing Christmas music nonstop on November 1st. So I'm actually late in the game.
So I also decided that not only does my house need decorations, but my blog does too. I am still searching to see if I can find an even better background, but this one will do fine for now.
Come to our house and you can enjoy hot cocoa in one of our many Christmas mugs, eat on our Christmas plates, eat candy out of the snowman candy jar (there will be Christmas m&m's soon), and watch Elf.
"That's like on my birthday in June, you saying 'happy birthday, but we are celebrating my birthday today too.'"
But I personally believe that of all people, we are allowed to celebrate CHRIST'S birthday whenever we want! Who's with me?! And luckily I was able to finally convince Stephen to get the Christmas decorations out of the shed. I compromised and we are waiting until next weekend to get the tree up. Even some of the radio stations agree with me. My new favorite started playing Christmas music nonstop on November 1st. So I'm actually late in the game.
So I also decided that not only does my house need decorations, but my blog does too. I am still searching to see if I can find an even better background, but this one will do fine for now.
Come to our house and you can enjoy hot cocoa in one of our many Christmas mugs, eat on our Christmas plates, eat candy out of the snowman candy jar (there will be Christmas m&m's soon), and watch Elf.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Sleep these days...
I love being pregnant. Every little inconvenient thing is so worth having a baby. So I hope no one ever gets confused about whether I like this or not, or am thankful that God allowed us to be pregnant. But let's be honest, the interesting things to write about are the inconveniences!
Like sleep, for instance. I need it more than usual, however, everything seems to make it more difficult and less enjoyable. I am tired during the day and need to take a nap, but when I do, I have trouble falling asleep at night. It is nearly impossible to get comfortable. I wake up a million times at night to use the bathroom, B is practicing gymnastics(I do love being woken up by this!), its an inferno in our room, etc. I either have horrible heartburn, or I am wide awake despite the fact that I was falling asleep all day. Several times I have laid there talking to Stephen, only to discover he's fast asleep. This pregnancy hasn't negatively affected his sleep. He's another thing that complicates my sleep. I get SO hot these days. Stephen, being the sweet husband that he is, is a bit of a cuddler at night. He blames me for this. Pregnancy has made me, well, NOT a cuddler. He gets really cold at night, traps himself in with covers, and somehow manages to get his body temperature to about 200 degrees. Then he gravitates over to my side of the bed, and I wake up drenched in sweat. I have felt him before and been sure he was dying because he felt so hot. Luckily our house has been about 60 degrees at night so I can throw the covers off and get a little relief. I usually have to tell Stephen to move to his side of the bed about 2 or 3 times a night. It's not that I don't love him, he just tends to smother me at night.
Another thing that is pretty stressful about sleep is that I sleep on my back. Everyone knows you aren't suppose to sleep on your back when you are pregnant. I think for a lot of people it just eventually gets uncomfortable and they stop on their own. It seems for most people this happens around 4 or 5 months. Well here I am, over 7 months pregnant, and I wake up on my back most of the night.
I seem to have a lot on my mind at night that I can't just let go. I seriously lost sleep in the midst of my cloth diaper research because I couldn't help but lay there in bed thinking about it. This past week a good friend of ours came to stay with us. We only have one bathroom upstairs and both our bedroom and the guest room are upstairs so we get to share a bathroom with our guests. No big deal. I wake up at every tiny noise though. Also really not that big of a deal since I probably need to pee anyway. Well, our friend used the bathroom but didn't want to flush the toilet because he didn't want to wake us up. Silly, since I woke up as soon as I heard him get out of bed. So I can't go back to sleep because I am afraid I'll gag when I go in there because it will smell like pee. What a strange thing to lay there and think about! I think I laid there for an hour worrying about it- not to mention, I really did have to pee, but I was afraid to because of the smell. So I laid there and wouldn't get up until Stephen got up to use the bathroom. Kinda mean to make him suffer through the smell, but he's a man and he's not pregnant. I told him the next morning what happened and he told me I should have woken him up and told him to flush the toilet for me. So I did the next night when our friend did the same thing. It's kinda funny really, to think that I laid there and lost sleep, all because I was afraid of smelling pee.
I am getting use to not sleeping well or much, and am actually looking forward to having something to do during the times I am not sleeping when we have this baby. Sometimes I lose sleep because I am thinking about that.
31 weeks!
Like sleep, for instance. I need it more than usual, however, everything seems to make it more difficult and less enjoyable. I am tired during the day and need to take a nap, but when I do, I have trouble falling asleep at night. It is nearly impossible to get comfortable. I wake up a million times at night to use the bathroom, B is practicing gymnastics(I do love being woken up by this!), its an inferno in our room, etc. I either have horrible heartburn, or I am wide awake despite the fact that I was falling asleep all day. Several times I have laid there talking to Stephen, only to discover he's fast asleep. This pregnancy hasn't negatively affected his sleep. He's another thing that complicates my sleep. I get SO hot these days. Stephen, being the sweet husband that he is, is a bit of a cuddler at night. He blames me for this. Pregnancy has made me, well, NOT a cuddler. He gets really cold at night, traps himself in with covers, and somehow manages to get his body temperature to about 200 degrees. Then he gravitates over to my side of the bed, and I wake up drenched in sweat. I have felt him before and been sure he was dying because he felt so hot. Luckily our house has been about 60 degrees at night so I can throw the covers off and get a little relief. I usually have to tell Stephen to move to his side of the bed about 2 or 3 times a night. It's not that I don't love him, he just tends to smother me at night.
Another thing that is pretty stressful about sleep is that I sleep on my back. Everyone knows you aren't suppose to sleep on your back when you are pregnant. I think for a lot of people it just eventually gets uncomfortable and they stop on their own. It seems for most people this happens around 4 or 5 months. Well here I am, over 7 months pregnant, and I wake up on my back most of the night.
I seem to have a lot on my mind at night that I can't just let go. I seriously lost sleep in the midst of my cloth diaper research because I couldn't help but lay there in bed thinking about it. This past week a good friend of ours came to stay with us. We only have one bathroom upstairs and both our bedroom and the guest room are upstairs so we get to share a bathroom with our guests. No big deal. I wake up at every tiny noise though. Also really not that big of a deal since I probably need to pee anyway. Well, our friend used the bathroom but didn't want to flush the toilet because he didn't want to wake us up. Silly, since I woke up as soon as I heard him get out of bed. So I can't go back to sleep because I am afraid I'll gag when I go in there because it will smell like pee. What a strange thing to lay there and think about! I think I laid there for an hour worrying about it- not to mention, I really did have to pee, but I was afraid to because of the smell. So I laid there and wouldn't get up until Stephen got up to use the bathroom. Kinda mean to make him suffer through the smell, but he's a man and he's not pregnant. I told him the next morning what happened and he told me I should have woken him up and told him to flush the toilet for me. So I did the next night when our friend did the same thing. It's kinda funny really, to think that I laid there and lost sleep, all because I was afraid of smelling pee.
I am getting use to not sleeping well or much, and am actually looking forward to having something to do during the times I am not sleeping when we have this baby. Sometimes I lose sleep because I am thinking about that.
31 weeks!
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