Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Oh, I am so in love with my new little baby. She's pretty near perfect. Just ask me!
I am such a lucky, lucky mama. My two oldest are champs with her. Hubby is a dream.
She sleeps well, feeds well, and is an all around happy baby... though, I did get an old lady in the supermarket telling my "Now, that is one spoiled baby." because she doesn't really cry for attention... mostly does a "eh" kind of sound and reaches for me... so, I get her... why make her cry? I call that intelligence, not spoiled.. right?
And, if she is spoiled, I have earned the right to spoil my pumpkin headed love. I have waited so long, and have had 3 losses before having her here.
It's funny how in just a few short months, one little mini person can change the dynamics of a family.
Baby, baby, you sure are loved.
Not sure if you can see this, but here she is "talking"...
Now, the only problem with so much love, is that it is over 100 degrees here, during the day... and I am so not in the mood to go for a walk. Every attempt has been met with a sweaty, screaming baby... and a very unhappy mama, ha... I have tried Jillian Micheals a few times, and that't just not gonna happen again for while... I still have 11-16 pounds I want to lose... hopefully, before Christmas... that's 14 weeks, and I SHOULD be able to do it with diet and breastfeeding, alone... We'll see... the scales seem to be stuck for the last few weeks... so, I better stop indulging in my sweet tooth... I also started logging my calories again, today.
Now, off I go to cuddle her for a bit, then pick up the biggies from school.
Friday, April 01, 2011
I'm 27 weeks today, and depending on the app/website, either I hit my 3rd trimester this week, or will next week.
here's my baby belly at 27 weeks!
We went to the midwife, and brought my 10 year old, for the first time. The MW was so nice & asked if she wanted to see the baby! I thought it was going to be a regular ol' ultrasound, but then she popped it up in 3D... I wish I would have brought the camera, so we could have gotten video. Baby wasn't cooperating, and had a hold of the umbilical cord, and kept putting it in front of his/her face! I did get a good enough look to see that the baby looks like my 2nd from the front of the face (they have Daddy's heart shaped face!) and from the profile, looks like my 1st...
Here's our sneak peek at Baby #3!
I am totally in awe, and in love. S/he looks just like my oldest, I think.. here's a picture to compare:
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
I'm feeling pretty good, except the last couple days I had some sort of joint pain in my "baby carrier", and I am telling you, it laid me out like my sprained ankle! Tylenol was no help... but, I spent all of yesterday laying around like a lazy cow, and today I feel great. I am actually getting ready to go and organize my Craft Room which is being replaced by the baby's room. It hasn't been touched, except to put things in there that people have given me for the baby... so, it looks like a Hoarder's den, and it is quite embarrassing.
I am also pretty sad, because my grandma died of cancer on the 4th. It's been a rough month. She fought hard, but her body just couldn't handle it. Selfishly, I hoped she could hold on so she could hold this little piggie. I am so sad that she'll never meet him/her. She was such a strong woman, and she really taught me how to handle horrible news. I was there when she was diagnosed with cancer, and she looked helpless for half a second, one tear dropped down her cheek, and then she raised her head and fought. She never complained. She just kept saying, "I want to dance at my great-granddaughter's weddings." I wish that could have happened. She was doing really well, until she finished chemo... two months later, she got a huge tumor in her neck. She spent the last month of her life in and out of the hospital. When my mom called me and told me that it was going to happen, I really didn't believe her. She would get so weak, and then bounce right back... but, I suppose this last time, she couldn't do it anymore. She had told me from the beginning, "I want quality of life, not quantity." So, seeing as how all she did was sleep and lay around in pain constantly, I am glad she no longer has to deal with that anymore.
When I heard her in the hospital, gasping for air when my mom called me, I wanted to hang up and run screaming. I prayed, and prayed so hard that she would pass quickly. It took a couple of days, and it is just horrifying to me that when a pet is suffering, there's a simple shot the vet can give them to help them "go to sleep". WHY can't we do that for our humans? What does it mean to be "humane" if not? It makes no sense to me.
Though, while she was dying, I felt her spirit come to me. I told her that we all loved her, and wanted her to go be with her son and Daddy (who she always missed dearly... my uncle died at 23, so I have had her longer than he ever did...) I swear, I heard her say, "Oh, hon." in my head... I spent all Thursday night praying as hard as I could that my great-grandpa and uncle would come and collect her. I was dreaming that I was at the hospital, and my Great Grandpa came in and went to her bedside and said, "I'm here." She opened her eyes, raised up and went with him, and all I could see were their smiles and pure happiness. It woke me up, and I knew it had happened. As soon as I thought that, my phone rang, and it was my mom, telling me it had happened. I told her of my dream, and she said that right before she died, she opened her eyes, and sighed one last sigh, and "left".
My mom is so strong to be able to sit in the room with her while she died. I don't know if I could have done it... but, I suppose that is what life is about... not knowing what you can do until you HAVE to.
Anyway, I am happy she is no longer in pain and suffering... but, I got home from her funeral, and I keep finding cards that I meant to send her, and "got too busy"... though, we did go down several times in the last year that she found out she had cancer. I am so sad, though, because at Christmas time, when we were leaving, I told her I'd see her in April... the way she smiled at me, I was afraid it was a lie, and I'd never see her again... I didn't run back and hug her like I thought I should have. Though, one last hug really would just lead to a "just one more"... I stood up and spoke at her funeral, and it was really hard, but I got through it without bawling my head off.
I found out on a Friday morning, and had to take my oldest daughter to her museum "job", and she loves it so much, I didn't tell her.... I also had my youngest's birthday party on Saturday. We drove up on Sunday, and then told the kids Monday morning. I am so glad I was at my mom's (9 hours from here). My first reaction was to drive immediately, when I knew she was going downhill quickly. But, I knew my grandma wouldnt want me to mar my kids' birthday party with her death... This is why it is so hard to live so far from family.
We all sat in my mom's bed, and my mom and sister told my kids... I didn't know what to say, or how to say it... that was the first time I cried... Holding it in for days, and pretending lke nothing is weird. My kids kept asking how Grandma Bobbie was doing, and I had to flat out lie to them during the weekend. "Oh, she's sleeping."
Anyway, I stayed with my mom for almost 2 weeks after. I wish I could have stayed longer, but with school, animals & all... It was weird, when I finally saw her at the viewing, it hit me so hard. I am glad it was just my mom, sisters and I.
The day after the funeral, and the days following were the hardest. After the planning is done, then it is "done".... nothing more to do. Then, it hits you. My sisters, mom and I would find ourselves just sitting in the room, not talking, just staring off into space... I'm glad we could all be there....
I am even happier that my dear Granny was able to know and love my kids, and they love her as much as I do. They spent a LOT of time with her during my cousin's murderer's trial. My mom & I went, and the kids stayed with her during the week, for about a year and a half, until the conviction... She taught my oldest how to read.... they have fond memories of her... they used to spend the night at her house... she was the best.
I am trying to think of a name, if it is a girl, to honor her. Her name was Barbara, but she always hated it, so everyone called her Bobbie... I am not having any luck finding any names that go with it. (Our middle name is Jo, as is my oldest daughter's.... so, I don't know.) My hubby thinks that we ought to name her (if it's a girl) Luna Bobbie... really? Men! Haha. It sounds a little... yeah.... I don't like it.
So, I guess I'll go get busy for a couple hours on the baby's room. My grandma had set aside a whole bunch of baby clothes and an antique watercolor of a sleeping baby that her aunt had in her house... My nursery is going to be vintage, so they all will go so well in there. Maybe working in there will help me feel better.
The day we got home from down south, my husband had his hand on my belly, and the baby was bouncing around... I felt so much love for him and the baby that it just made me cry for all the joy they bring me... but, then, it made me sad, because I really wish that I could have had my grandma feel the baby kick, at least... but, i have to have faith that where she is at, she is watching over us, and will know the baby... and the baby will know her through family stories,
Tuesday, February 08, 2011
I got to see the little one about an hour ago... so cute!
Here are the pics:
Aw, it was precious... I have to wait til tomorrow to get the video of it... they put it on VHS, but they are transferring it to DVD and will call me when it's ready... Patience... I also told them I didn't want to know the sex, but I did peek, and I *think* we're batting 3/3 ~ (I'm guessing girl, but I am not a technician and didn't want to know for sure, ha.)
It started out on one side, and flipped upside down, and then over to the other side... pretty active. It was rubbings it's face, soothing itsself... so cute. It is amazing that I am 3 days from "halfway baked", and the baby already looks so human.
Oh, and here's a belly pic when I first wake up in the morning:
And, after 2 good sized meals:
Love my baby belly.
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