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Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Change is Good- Right?
Wow! It's been almost 2 years since I have been on here and boy have things changed. I am now the mother of 2 and my little peanut Nova is now 3 and fully amazing. If I thought being a mother of 1 was hard- boy.. being a mother of 2 is way more difficult. My second little one is Pria Ann and she is adorable- she looks just like her daddy. Cute as a button. She is a very easy baby, i think because she has to be. I think I thought raising the second one would be just like raising the 1st, boy was I wrong. Pria gets very little tummy time, for fear her big sis will step on her an squeeze all her insides out. She is much more behind than Nova was at 6 months. I just don't have all the time to spend with her on the floor hanging out like I did with Nova, cuz now I have a 3 year old too. I feel really bad about this, but what do u do. Nova is getting better with the baby but I thought for sure we would never make it thru the 1st couple of months. Nova went from an excellent listener, great bedtime baby, to a terror, almost over night. We are pretty sure it was a combination of things, her new sister of course and turning 3. Everyday gets a little better and we make it thru but man.. somedays... I could be drinking by 10am :) j/k
My hubby and I have decided that it would also be best if I stayed at home and took care of the kids. Ok.. I can't tell u what a change this has been. I has no idea how hard this was going to be. It is teaching me a lot about myself. Like... Nova not only needs a schedule but so do I. We fill out days with art projects, walks, and lots of playing outside. Can U believe this weather we've been having?? Last weekend we had a bonfire with all the neighborhood kids- it was awesome. I hope we have a great 1st summer off together!
Friday, March 12, 2010
Long Time No Read
Oh Geez- I am so out of it! Things have really changed since the last time I wrote and my little peanut is not an 18 pound peanut of laughter. She has developed the biggest personality! Last week she learned how to scream. Let me tell you how much fun that is! Running, falling and pointing at everything are all her favorite things to do.
Her first birthday party was a smash. Her aunt Darcy flew from San Diego to spend two weeks getting to know her little niece all over again. The time she spend with us was priceless. We also recently found out that DJ is pregnant, so their will be another little one around. What a wonderful treat! I know Nova is sure excited.
Aunt Darcy and Uncle Cole helped Nova smear her own personel birthday cake in every crevous she could, it was so much fun to watch. I had to stand in the kitchen, because i feared i would not let Nova demolish the cake in front of her. She had fun and because i let it go and was not trying to clean all the time, I had fun too!
Her first birthday party was a smash. Her aunt Darcy flew from San Diego to spend two weeks getting to know her little niece all over again. The time she spend with us was priceless. We also recently found out that DJ is pregnant, so their will be another little one around. What a wonderful treat! I know Nova is sure excited.
Aunt Darcy and Uncle Cole helped Nova smear her own personel birthday cake in every crevous she could, it was so much fun to watch. I had to stand in the kitchen, because i feared i would not let Nova demolish the cake in front of her. She had fun and because i let it go and was not trying to clean all the time, I had fun too!
Friday, November 13, 2009
Halloween Surprises
This Halloween was sure an interesting one. My sister-in-law went into early labor. 10 1/2 weeks early. Talk about scary!
It all started with my mother-in-laws birthday. We had all planned a trip to the Mall of America to see the "Bodies" exhibit. We were all very excited to go. I have lived in this city for 10 years and have only gone to the MOA about 2 times. It's an experience. They have a roller coaster park in the middle of the mall, Lego land and all sorts of games. It's truly INSANE! The mall was packed, little kids all dressed up and ready to trick-or-treat. We ended up going to the exhibit, which was overpriced and definitely not as good as the exhibit in San Diego. we ate lunch and tried to get out the door before all the little kids started their trek around the mall. we almost made it!
When we got back to my in-laws, my sister-in-law, April, was still uncomfortable. She was rubbing her belly and breathing thru the "cramping" as she called it. I knew in my heart of hearts, this was not good. Over the next hour, I carefully wrote down the times of when they started and stopped. Things were not looking good. Some of the contractions were lasting approx. 1 min and about 5 min apart. At this point, mom and I just looked at each other and knew we had to get her to the hospital. Boy- did she fight us tooth and nail. She did not want to go to the hospital. "It's nothing." she would say.
Once we got there, the nurse hooked her up to all the machines and made an assessment that maybe April had a bladder infection because she was going to the bathroom like every 10 minutes. To our surprise, that was not the case. She was dilated to 4-5 and the contractions were not going away. This was terrible. We all looked at each other like WTF? now what? The nurse immediately transferred April upstairs where they were able to assess the situation better. Apparently, her regular OBGYN was on call this night and basically told April she had a few options. Ultimately, they were going to try to stop the contractions, but in the meantime, they had to giver her a shot that would help jump start the maturing of the baby's lungs. The doctor told April that she is in active labor and that she had 2 choices. The hospital that we were at was not capable of handling April's baby. She was only 29 1/2 weeks pregnant. Either she had to be transferred while she was still pregnant or if she delivered the baby, he would have to be transferred, which could lead to possible unnecessary bacteria for him. In the end, April opted to be transferred.
When we got to the U of M Children's hospital they decided to stop the magnesium was not stopping the contractions, so they gave her another option, a pill. WOW! It worked- her contractions stopped, for the most part. The bad news, 6 cm dilated at this point. The good news, she was still pregnant!
They needed her to stay pregnant long enough to give her the second shot of steroid for his lungs. believe it or not, Harlen Francis was born 4 hours after he 48 hours they wanted to keep him in there. She was 30 weeks pregnant. He is perfect, breathing on his own. I can't believe it.
I have been thru many things but have never witnessed strength so powerful as when I looked into my sister-in-laws eyes as the doctors were giving all this unexpected news to her. She is so unbelievably strong. She was so beautiful at that moment. I admire her and what she has been thru.
I'm not sure I would have handled it as well.
It all started with my mother-in-laws birthday. We had all planned a trip to the Mall of America to see the "Bodies" exhibit. We were all very excited to go. I have lived in this city for 10 years and have only gone to the MOA about 2 times. It's an experience. They have a roller coaster park in the middle of the mall, Lego land and all sorts of games. It's truly INSANE! The mall was packed, little kids all dressed up and ready to trick-or-treat. We ended up going to the exhibit, which was overpriced and definitely not as good as the exhibit in San Diego. we ate lunch and tried to get out the door before all the little kids started their trek around the mall. we almost made it!
When we got back to my in-laws, my sister-in-law, April, was still uncomfortable. She was rubbing her belly and breathing thru the "cramping" as she called it. I knew in my heart of hearts, this was not good. Over the next hour, I carefully wrote down the times of when they started and stopped. Things were not looking good. Some of the contractions were lasting approx. 1 min and about 5 min apart. At this point, mom and I just looked at each other and knew we had to get her to the hospital. Boy- did she fight us tooth and nail. She did not want to go to the hospital. "It's nothing." she would say.
Once we got there, the nurse hooked her up to all the machines and made an assessment that maybe April had a bladder infection because she was going to the bathroom like every 10 minutes. To our surprise, that was not the case. She was dilated to 4-5 and the contractions were not going away. This was terrible. We all looked at each other like WTF? now what? The nurse immediately transferred April upstairs where they were able to assess the situation better. Apparently, her regular OBGYN was on call this night and basically told April she had a few options. Ultimately, they were going to try to stop the contractions, but in the meantime, they had to giver her a shot that would help jump start the maturing of the baby's lungs. The doctor told April that she is in active labor and that she had 2 choices. The hospital that we were at was not capable of handling April's baby. She was only 29 1/2 weeks pregnant. Either she had to be transferred while she was still pregnant or if she delivered the baby, he would have to be transferred, which could lead to possible unnecessary bacteria for him. In the end, April opted to be transferred.
When we got to the U of M Children's hospital they decided to stop the magnesium was not stopping the contractions, so they gave her another option, a pill. WOW! It worked- her contractions stopped, for the most part. The bad news, 6 cm dilated at this point. The good news, she was still pregnant!
They needed her to stay pregnant long enough to give her the second shot of steroid for his lungs. believe it or not, Harlen Francis was born 4 hours after he 48 hours they wanted to keep him in there. She was 30 weeks pregnant. He is perfect, breathing on his own. I can't believe it.
I have been thru many things but have never witnessed strength so powerful as when I looked into my sister-in-laws eyes as the doctors were giving all this unexpected news to her. She is so unbelievably strong. She was so beautiful at that moment. I admire her and what she has been thru.
I'm not sure I would have handled it as well.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Growing Grey's
Being a mom is tough. I don't know about other people but I am constantly questioning myself. Am I making the right decision? Does my hubby agree with me? Does it matter if he does or have I just made up my mind? Am I overreacting? These questions constantly wind in and out of me.
Today was tough. It is very tough.
This morning hubby and I decided to pull Nova out of her daycare. There were many reasons , the main one being, I don't think she listened to me. Such as- me " don't feed her food I haven't tried yet. Daycare: She ate Hawaiian Delight today." Me" WTF is Hawaiian Delight? Another day: Me- Please don't feed her junk food, I would like her to have fruit or veggie for a snack. Daycare- she ate a Gerber Graduate Fruit Bar. Me- Isn't the main ingredient sugar?
Why am I not being heard.
This week was the last straw. I got there yesterday and Daycare almost tossed Nova to me claiming she has been screaming all day and I can have her. I was shocked- Nova is normally very calm and is happy as all get out to play by herself. I took her home and fed her- she was fine, she even went to bed at her normal 7pm bedtime, no fussing. Probably cuz she was so tired from all that screaming! Long story short I gave Daycare our 2 week notice today and she did not take it very well. She got angry in fact. I did not think it was a good idea to leave Nova with her, so I opted to take her with me.
Man- was that hard.
When I was younger, confrontation did not bother me- now I hate it! I just wish it would all go away. I don't have the will to argue about every little thing anymore. Is this a sign I am getting older? more mature? oh man... I think I found another grey hair.
Today was tough. It is very tough.
This morning hubby and I decided to pull Nova out of her daycare. There were many reasons , the main one being, I don't think she listened to me. Such as- me " don't feed her food I haven't tried yet. Daycare: She ate Hawaiian Delight today." Me" WTF is Hawaiian Delight? Another day: Me- Please don't feed her junk food, I would like her to have fruit or veggie for a snack. Daycare- she ate a Gerber Graduate Fruit Bar. Me- Isn't the main ingredient sugar?
Why am I not being heard.
This week was the last straw. I got there yesterday and Daycare almost tossed Nova to me claiming she has been screaming all day and I can have her. I was shocked- Nova is normally very calm and is happy as all get out to play by herself. I took her home and fed her- she was fine, she even went to bed at her normal 7pm bedtime, no fussing. Probably cuz she was so tired from all that screaming! Long story short I gave Daycare our 2 week notice today and she did not take it very well. She got angry in fact. I did not think it was a good idea to leave Nova with her, so I opted to take her with me.
Man- was that hard.
When I was younger, confrontation did not bother me- now I hate it! I just wish it would all go away. I don't have the will to argue about every little thing anymore. Is this a sign I am getting older? more mature? oh man... I think I found another grey hair.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Hidden Treasure
Last night for instance, she was working really hard at cutting the bottom left-hand tooth. She could barely wait until her 7pm bedtime, so she didn't. We had a bath at 5:30 and then she wined until I finally gave in and gave her 6 oz bottle at 6:15. She was asleep in no time. She did not even finish her bottle, she left 2 oz in the bottom, but she was out cold. I sat and rocked her and cuddled with her for about 10 more minutes and them tried to lay her in her crib. This is getting harder to do, because I am short and her mattress is getting lower and lower. I almost have to drop her the last 1/2 inch and hope she doesn't wake up. I have no idea what I am going to do when that crib reaches the last of its rungs. I will need a step stool!
Because she went to bed so early, I was able to finish picking up the house, get dinner ready for Monday night and watch a little TV. It was wonderful!
I should have known... Nova woke up at 12:15am screaming. She was hungry. I was spinning circles, bouncing off the walls. I tried to get the sleep out of my eyes. I fed her 5oz and back to bed she went. 1:15am- screaming. I gave a few of these homeopathic teething tablets. It is my belief these things were sent straight from heaven! They easily dissolve in her mouth and they work immediately, with no side effects because they are 100 percent natural. 2:15am- screaming- 2 more tables. 3:15am- 1 more tablet. At this point I had had it. I was stumbling from room to room, I couldn't do it anymore. I brought her to bed with me. (On Mondays, my hubby is gone, so sometimes I break the rules.) She was out like a light and slept until we had to leave at 6:45am. I am pooped today! Hopefully, tonight will be better.
Yesterday, Nova and I went shopping, just to get a few things. I picked her up a new toy, it is one of those toys that is supposed to help them walk and then later they can ride them. She was so excited when I finally got it together. I swear- I will never buy anything for her that needs to be assembled when my hubby is out of town. It took me an hour just to find the screwdriver! Once I got it together, She was on it in a heartbeat. She loved it! It was so fun to see her try to ride the little thing. But she has to learn, she can't just dive off it if she sees something across the room she wants! That was funny!
She is growing up so fast, I can't believe it. I hate that I am ready for another one and that my hubby wants to wait. I want to see my children be as close to each other as my brother and sister and I am. Hopefully, she won't fight with her brother/sister when she is little; like I did with mine. I don't think she will. Nova is so much more of a gentler soul, an old soul. I love every cuddle she gives, every time she pats my hands, looks into my eyes and smiles that great big grin. It's a hidden treasure.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Infectious Smiles
Once again- this week has flown by, but I must say with every passing day, I am closer to buying a computer!
I have to say- it is true what "they" say, attitudes are contagious. If someone is in a bad mood, it is hard to not let that attitude rub off on you. If someone is in a great mood, that usually will rub off on you too. Nova is contagious. If she is crying, I am crying. If she is happy, I am happy. If she is silly, well- you guessed it. I am silly too! She is usually happy and silly. She gets a lot of her sillyness from her daddy. He is very silly!
This brings me to last Tuesday night. It was about 6:30 at night, just after dinner. Cleon and I were sitting on the couch and Nova was in front of us, happily bouncing in her Baby Einstein jumper. Up and down she went. I decided I wanted an after dinner treat, an ice cream bar. It is amazing to me what happened when she saw this ice cream bar. I sat down in front of her and that little girl started grunting and bouncing even harder than ever. She wanted some. I gave her some. She has no teeth yet, but her little gums made a perfect bite. She wanted more and more and I gave her more and more. Before my hubby and I knew it- she was bouncing, and crying with her mouth wide open and a chunk of ice cream in her mouth. She was experiencing her first ice cream headache! I took the chunk out of her mouth and she quite crying immedietely and lunged for the piece I had just taken out. Apparently, headache and all, she was not done! Cleon and I had a great laugh, sorry babe at your expense! Needless to say, I ate the rest of my ice cream bar, in the hallway, where she could not see me.
Today marks 7 1/2 months for Nova, she is growing everyday. This week, the little girl has made leaps and bounds in milestones- I wish you all could see! For now, I will tell you about them.
Beginning Friday, I was late coming home because I had to check on my in-laws that have decided to gut their bathroom. I am supervising the project,making sure all gets done. This night, my sister-in-law April went out to dinner and then she decided to spend the night with us because she is pregnant and their 1 bathroom in the house in nonexistent, at least until Monday. She made the long journey from the cities to our small town, Elk River. When we got home it was about 9pm and Cleon and the baby were at the neighbors house. It appeared my hubby was playing dominoes and letting Nova play with the 2 neighbor girls. Mikayla is going to be 4 and Taylor is 1 1/2 years old. They are the cutest little girls!
I ventured over to grab the little girl, as it was way past her bedtime. When I got home, April and I could not believe our eyes. Nova started to crawl. For the past week, she had been up on all 4's rocking back and forth. we couldn't believe it! Those neighbor girls must have taught her a lot, because there she was, trying to get her dolly, 3 feet away!
As if that wasn't enough, Monday, I decided winter is on it's way and I'd better get her closet in order. We had received a couple boxes of clothes from someone at work and I had yet to go thru them. So I set Nova in her crib with some toys and I went to town. After a while, I decided she was getting to close to the edge and she might fall out, I raised the side of the crib. As I stood there in amazement, she grabbed the top of the rail and pulled herself right up! OMG! So simple, so wonderful!
Yesterday, as we played outside with the 2 little neighbor girls, both our husbands were gone for the night, so Nicole invited us in for dinner. She had made a wonderful scalloped potato dish. Since, I had not thought about dinner for myself and the baby had just ate, sure why not. While I was helping Nicole set the table, the 3 girls were busy in the living room. Once again, Nova stunned me. She was sitting on the carpet, but was moving towards the linoleum, floor. Once she got her feet anchored on the linoleum, up her butt went and she was doing a downward dog on the kitchen floor! She was trying to stand up!
I don't know about you- but I can't handle anything else! She amazes me everyday and I can't get away from her infectious smiles!
I have to say- it is true what "they" say, attitudes are contagious. If someone is in a bad mood, it is hard to not let that attitude rub off on you. If someone is in a great mood, that usually will rub off on you too. Nova is contagious. If she is crying, I am crying. If she is happy, I am happy. If she is silly, well- you guessed it. I am silly too! She is usually happy and silly. She gets a lot of her sillyness from her daddy. He is very silly!
This brings me to last Tuesday night. It was about 6:30 at night, just after dinner. Cleon and I were sitting on the couch and Nova was in front of us, happily bouncing in her Baby Einstein jumper. Up and down she went. I decided I wanted an after dinner treat, an ice cream bar. It is amazing to me what happened when she saw this ice cream bar. I sat down in front of her and that little girl started grunting and bouncing even harder than ever. She wanted some. I gave her some. She has no teeth yet, but her little gums made a perfect bite. She wanted more and more and I gave her more and more. Before my hubby and I knew it- she was bouncing, and crying with her mouth wide open and a chunk of ice cream in her mouth. She was experiencing her first ice cream headache! I took the chunk out of her mouth and she quite crying immedietely and lunged for the piece I had just taken out. Apparently, headache and all, she was not done! Cleon and I had a great laugh, sorry babe at your expense! Needless to say, I ate the rest of my ice cream bar, in the hallway, where she could not see me.
Today marks 7 1/2 months for Nova, she is growing everyday. This week, the little girl has made leaps and bounds in milestones- I wish you all could see! For now, I will tell you about them.
Beginning Friday, I was late coming home because I had to check on my in-laws that have decided to gut their bathroom. I am supervising the project,making sure all gets done. This night, my sister-in-law April went out to dinner and then she decided to spend the night with us because she is pregnant and their 1 bathroom in the house in nonexistent, at least until Monday. She made the long journey from the cities to our small town, Elk River. When we got home it was about 9pm and Cleon and the baby were at the neighbors house. It appeared my hubby was playing dominoes and letting Nova play with the 2 neighbor girls. Mikayla is going to be 4 and Taylor is 1 1/2 years old. They are the cutest little girls!
I ventured over to grab the little girl, as it was way past her bedtime. When I got home, April and I could not believe our eyes. Nova started to crawl. For the past week, she had been up on all 4's rocking back and forth. we couldn't believe it! Those neighbor girls must have taught her a lot, because there she was, trying to get her dolly, 3 feet away!
As if that wasn't enough, Monday, I decided winter is on it's way and I'd better get her closet in order. We had received a couple boxes of clothes from someone at work and I had yet to go thru them. So I set Nova in her crib with some toys and I went to town. After a while, I decided she was getting to close to the edge and she might fall out, I raised the side of the crib. As I stood there in amazement, she grabbed the top of the rail and pulled herself right up! OMG! So simple, so wonderful!
Yesterday, as we played outside with the 2 little neighbor girls, both our husbands were gone for the night, so Nicole invited us in for dinner. She had made a wonderful scalloped potato dish. Since, I had not thought about dinner for myself and the baby had just ate, sure why not. While I was helping Nicole set the table, the 3 girls were busy in the living room. Once again, Nova stunned me. She was sitting on the carpet, but was moving towards the linoleum, floor. Once she got her feet anchored on the linoleum, up her butt went and she was doing a downward dog on the kitchen floor! She was trying to stand up!
I don't know about you- but I can't handle anything else! She amazes me everyday and I can't get away from her infectious smiles!
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