Sounds like a horror film. It's not--not when two sweet babies are involved. I want to update about my 19 month old because she is doing SO many things that I want to write down and remember, but I also want to talk about her reaction to us bringing home a new baby. And here is that little tidbit:
As I mentioned in my birth story post, due to the NICU thing and our quick release from the hospital, Isabel didn't get to meet her sister until we were home with her. She had come to the hospital with my sister just moments after Eva was born, but it was too late--they had already taken Eva back. So I was excited to let Isabel see her. I was even a little cranky about my Dad running all over the state of Arkansas with Isabel instead of bringing her home on my timeline, but I got over that pretty quick. Haha. Anyway, Isabel came home and when we got her to focus long enough to see that there was a baby in the room, she came and looked at her, said "baby" a few times and then went on about her business. It wasn't quite the ordeal I had anticipated. Lol. So, here I am thinking that Isabel is just too young and sort of indifferent about it all. Wrong. As the days went on, Isabel would literally say the word "baby" at LEAST 20 times a day. That is probably an understatement. She got obsessed with the fact that there was a baby in the house and she also wanted to kiss her head over and over again, several times a day. It was all nice reactions, there didn't seem to be any jealousy or anything negative, but at the same time I was worried that she was so fixated on the baby that it was affecting her little mind. She would wake up in the morning and first word out of her mouth would be "baby". Her naptime was cut in half and I swear it's because she was dreaming about the baby and waking up. She spent the night with my parents one night and had a big, huge, meltdown which was the first time they had experienced that, and I just know it was because she was away from the baby. I started to worry that we had really messed with her head. Slowly but surely she is adjusting. Like I said, there is no jealousy or negativity, she just cannot get it out of her head that there is a baby. Every kid we see anywhere is a baby. She carries a baby doll with her 24/7 and gives it bottles and pacifiers. She still wants to kiss her multiple times a day and try to poke her head, but she is getting better each day. I hope that she will always love her baby sister and want to be around her, but MAYBE take it down a notch or two. :)
Isabel stats:
I really won't know exact height and weight again until her 2 year checkup unless we have to go to the doctor for another reason. I will try to weigh her at home before I update again, but my estimate is about 23 lbs. She was 22.9 at her 18 month checkup.
She takes one nap a day for about 1.5-2 hours and goes to bed around 8-8:30 pm. She normally wakes up around 7:30 am. I'm thankful for this. We have had phases where the sleeping was not so great.
Favorite foods: applesauce, string cheese, crackers, raisins, yogurt covered raisins, MILK, oatmeal, bananas, spaghetti, chicken penne pasta, hot dogs, cereal, green beans, mac-n-cheese, fruit snacks, etc. Honestly, she likes just about everything.
Favorite toys: ELMO anything. Seriously on a big Elmo kick right now. Baby dolls, shopping cart, books, stickers, anything that sings or makes noise (we seem to have a lot of this), her baby doll's pack n play, buckets of any kind. We have like 12 Halloween buckets and she loves to carry them around and put stuff in them. Same goes for Easter baskets. WHY do we have so many of these? lol
She says a lot of words. She basically repeats anything that is easy enough for her to say. I know there is no way I can list them all and not forget something, but here are several new phrases & words "Oh no!", "Uh oh", "I want dat", "ELMO!!!" "Elmo on dat" (meaning turn Elmo videos on my Kindle Fire which she has recently taken over), "boots", "shoes", "pee pee", "stinky", "eyes", "nose", "arm", "purple", "blue", "green", "goose", "boobies" (sigh), "baby bath" and so many more!
She still loves baths and being outside. She is still throwing the occasional temper tantrum and they are INTENSE! She is learning about timeouts and being swatted on the rear end. She loves to give kisses and hugs, but has recently stopped letting her daddy hold her before bedtime. She'd rather just be put in bed and that makes her daddy sad!!!
She still has such a funny personality! Such a joy to our lives!
We are so excited about Christmas this year with our feisty little toddler (and baby too).
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Saturday, December 1, 2012
2 week checkup, Randoms, & Resolutions
I have re-read my birth story post a few times and I keep laughing at a few things. 1) I think I said "super" 42 times. 2) Half of the time I seperated the names of medicines with a period in between letters in order to keep my blog from popping up when people search those terms on the internet. HALF of the time. I totally forgot to do it the other half which made the whole thing pointless. 3) Lately I have been basically just making fragmented sentences into my own langauge. I could go back and edit all of this and maybe I will someday, but meanwhile just try to remember that I am too tired to proofread or care too much right now. The fact that I am even making time to blog astounds me.
Another thing: I mostly surf the web, blog, facebook, etc. from my Kindle Fire. For whatever reason, I cannot leave comments on blogs from that device. I am still following your blogs. Specifically, SHANNY--I wanted to comment so badly on your interview with your husband and could not make it happen. That post was hilarious.
This next thing is about to make me sound 120 years old, but I just want to say that I cannot understand men in brightly colored skinny jeans--or skinny jeans at all really. It could be that I am from the South and when we see it here, it's rare. I just cannot imagine my husband wearing that stuff OR having gauged ears. That's another trend that I cannot figure out. Why would you want to stretch out your earlobes? That goes for the ladies too. It's just something I cannot wrap my head around.
I think there is something else that I wanted to address, but it has left me. Moving on...
Yesterday was Eva's 2 week checkup with her Pediatrician. I will absolutely be doing monthly updates on her and doing the cute little monthly pictures, but because this was just a 2 weeker, I am just giving the stats. She weighed 9 lbs even (up 10 oz from birth) and was 21 1/4 inches long (up 1/2 inch from birth). Basically, she is growing like a weed. It was 69% for weight and 79% for height. The height thing cracks me up. She isn't short by any means, but she has a long torso and shorter legs so she can still wear NB sized clothes and does still wear NB sized diapers, even at 9 lbs. Her sister never wore NB anything. Ha!
We had a few things that we asked the doctor about. She has a tiny bump on the outside of her ear and I was worried it might be a cyst or something. It's just the way the cartilage grew and her doctor says it will barely be noticeable as she grows, but if it's something she hates, it can be removed. (eventually)
I also was concerned that her belly button hadn't healed properly. It's sort of half innie and half outie right now. Her cord fell off right at a week old while Isabel's had fallen off at like 15 days old....so Isabel's was completely healed at that time and Eva's is still healing. Everything checked out perfect. The doctor told us not to change a thing. That always makes you feel good as a parent. She is a healthy little girl, thank you Lord!
And now I am going to go ahead and jinx myself real good. This baby is SO mellow. Isabel was such a good baby and I thought there would be no way that I'd be 2 for 2 with easy babies but as of now (it's still early) Eva is just as easy if not more so than Isabel was. She eats great, she sleeps FANTASTIC, and I can seriously count on one hand how many times I have heard her cry since she was born. She just never gets upset and when she does it's a little grunting here and there and that is all. Besides eating, she sleeps through the night and will sleep anywhere: bassinet, swing, car seat, in my arms...anywhere. Now....next month I may be singing a different tune, but for now we have just been so blessed with easy babies. Don't get me wrong--I'm exhausted. Living on 3 hour intervals will do that to you, not to mention my first "easy baby" is now a wild and crazy toddler that I chase around all the livelong day, but I know it could be so so so much harder.
My last topic on the world's longest post: Resolutions.
I don't normally do the whole new year resolution thing. It seems like a surefire way to set myself up for failure, but this year I have a few that I'd like to mention and start early. I'm thinking if I start now, then I will already be in the swing of things by Jan 1st...so maybe it's not really a resolution?
1) My walk with God.
-This will always need improvement. Always. Why not make it a goal to try to end next year in a better spiritual place? I have a LOT to thank God for and I need to make way way way more time for him than I currently do. I'm hoping to work on that first and foremost.
2) My body.
-Eeeek. 2 babies in 2 years. I'm ready to find my body under all of this mess. When I checked into the hospital to have Eva, I had gained 37 lbs of pregnancy weight. I have lost 25 lbs in 2 weeks while not dieting or exercising at all, but that last 12 will be killer and it's not technically the "last 12". I had about 15 lbs of fertility drug weight on me before my pregnancies and probably another 10-15 that I wanted to lose before that. That adds up. I have 40 lbs I still want to get rid of. It seems like an overwhelming amount, but it's my goal. In a couple of weeks I will turn 29 years old, meaning I have one year until I hit 30 and I am NOT doing it fat. It's just not happening. So....my plan is to *try* to update on my weight loss about every 6 weeks. I am hoping this blog will keep me accountable. My first goal: I want every single pound of pregnancy weight gone by my 6 week checkup, which is 12/26. 12 more lbs in the next few weeks. I can do this!!!
3) Running.
-I don't love running--my husband does. My husband's best friend does. My husband's best friend's wife who is a good friend of mine, does. My neighbor friend does. My Mom's co-workers/friends do. I AM SURROUNDED by runners. What I do like? How I feel when I am done running. How I feel when I accomplish new goals. How I feel when I finish a 5k. How it feels to lose weight. All of this makes it worth it. I have a goal to run four 5k's this year. That's VERY realistic if I can just work my schedule around my babies. I am out of shape though. I haven't ran a 5-k in 13 months, and I was pregnant for nearly 10 of those. I have work to do.
4) Healthy eating/cooking.
-This may be the very hardest for me. I don't even know how to go about it, because my husband and I HATE just about every type of veggie out there except potatoes. Haha. But I am going to figure it out and I am going to teach my children to eat healthy and I am going to stop putting trash into my body. (except for diet coke....can't commit to that yet) :)
I typed them. I put them on the internet for all of my followers (3 of you?) to see. Now, I want to be able to post that I have accomplished them. Wish me luck!!!!
Another thing: I mostly surf the web, blog, facebook, etc. from my Kindle Fire. For whatever reason, I cannot leave comments on blogs from that device. I am still following your blogs. Specifically, SHANNY--I wanted to comment so badly on your interview with your husband and could not make it happen. That post was hilarious.
This next thing is about to make me sound 120 years old, but I just want to say that I cannot understand men in brightly colored skinny jeans--or skinny jeans at all really. It could be that I am from the South and when we see it here, it's rare. I just cannot imagine my husband wearing that stuff OR having gauged ears. That's another trend that I cannot figure out. Why would you want to stretch out your earlobes? That goes for the ladies too. It's just something I cannot wrap my head around.
I think there is something else that I wanted to address, but it has left me. Moving on...
Yesterday was Eva's 2 week checkup with her Pediatrician. I will absolutely be doing monthly updates on her and doing the cute little monthly pictures, but because this was just a 2 weeker, I am just giving the stats. She weighed 9 lbs even (up 10 oz from birth) and was 21 1/4 inches long (up 1/2 inch from birth). Basically, she is growing like a weed. It was 69% for weight and 79% for height. The height thing cracks me up. She isn't short by any means, but she has a long torso and shorter legs so she can still wear NB sized clothes and does still wear NB sized diapers, even at 9 lbs. Her sister never wore NB anything. Ha!
We had a few things that we asked the doctor about. She has a tiny bump on the outside of her ear and I was worried it might be a cyst or something. It's just the way the cartilage grew and her doctor says it will barely be noticeable as she grows, but if it's something she hates, it can be removed. (eventually)
I also was concerned that her belly button hadn't healed properly. It's sort of half innie and half outie right now. Her cord fell off right at a week old while Isabel's had fallen off at like 15 days old....so Isabel's was completely healed at that time and Eva's is still healing. Everything checked out perfect. The doctor told us not to change a thing. That always makes you feel good as a parent. She is a healthy little girl, thank you Lord!
And now I am going to go ahead and jinx myself real good. This baby is SO mellow. Isabel was such a good baby and I thought there would be no way that I'd be 2 for 2 with easy babies but as of now (it's still early) Eva is just as easy if not more so than Isabel was. She eats great, she sleeps FANTASTIC, and I can seriously count on one hand how many times I have heard her cry since she was born. She just never gets upset and when she does it's a little grunting here and there and that is all. Besides eating, she sleeps through the night and will sleep anywhere: bassinet, swing, car seat, in my arms...anywhere. Now....next month I may be singing a different tune, but for now we have just been so blessed with easy babies. Don't get me wrong--I'm exhausted. Living on 3 hour intervals will do that to you, not to mention my first "easy baby" is now a wild and crazy toddler that I chase around all the livelong day, but I know it could be so so so much harder.
My last topic on the world's longest post: Resolutions.
I don't normally do the whole new year resolution thing. It seems like a surefire way to set myself up for failure, but this year I have a few that I'd like to mention and start early. I'm thinking if I start now, then I will already be in the swing of things by Jan 1st...so maybe it's not really a resolution?
1) My walk with God.
-This will always need improvement. Always. Why not make it a goal to try to end next year in a better spiritual place? I have a LOT to thank God for and I need to make way way way more time for him than I currently do. I'm hoping to work on that first and foremost.
2) My body.
-Eeeek. 2 babies in 2 years. I'm ready to find my body under all of this mess. When I checked into the hospital to have Eva, I had gained 37 lbs of pregnancy weight. I have lost 25 lbs in 2 weeks while not dieting or exercising at all, but that last 12 will be killer and it's not technically the "last 12". I had about 15 lbs of fertility drug weight on me before my pregnancies and probably another 10-15 that I wanted to lose before that. That adds up. I have 40 lbs I still want to get rid of. It seems like an overwhelming amount, but it's my goal. In a couple of weeks I will turn 29 years old, meaning I have one year until I hit 30 and I am NOT doing it fat. It's just not happening. So....my plan is to *try* to update on my weight loss about every 6 weeks. I am hoping this blog will keep me accountable. My first goal: I want every single pound of pregnancy weight gone by my 6 week checkup, which is 12/26. 12 more lbs in the next few weeks. I can do this!!!
3) Running.
-I don't love running--my husband does. My husband's best friend does. My husband's best friend's wife who is a good friend of mine, does. My neighbor friend does. My Mom's co-workers/friends do. I AM SURROUNDED by runners. What I do like? How I feel when I am done running. How I feel when I accomplish new goals. How I feel when I finish a 5k. How it feels to lose weight. All of this makes it worth it. I have a goal to run four 5k's this year. That's VERY realistic if I can just work my schedule around my babies. I am out of shape though. I haven't ran a 5-k in 13 months, and I was pregnant for nearly 10 of those. I have work to do.
4) Healthy eating/cooking.
-This may be the very hardest for me. I don't even know how to go about it, because my husband and I HATE just about every type of veggie out there except potatoes. Haha. But I am going to figure it out and I am going to teach my children to eat healthy and I am going to stop putting trash into my body. (except for diet coke....can't commit to that yet) :)
I typed them. I put them on the internet for all of my followers (3 of you?) to see. Now, I want to be able to post that I have accomplished them. Wish me luck!!!!
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Eva's Birth Story
I keep thinking that I need to write this before any of the details get fuzzy, but I am still in shock about how it all went down. If I didn't have a sweet little baby here next to me, I might wonder if I dreamt it all. When you read this, you'll probably think...sounds pretty normal to me. That's just it! After how dramatic I was about delivering my first baby, I fully expected to be dramatic about this one. I was geared up for it! And to my pleasent surprise....it wasn't that bad. ;)
I went in for my final doctor's appointment on Nov 7th and my doctor told me that I still wasn't dilated at all. He asked me if I wanted to go ahead and have a baby the next week (at 39 weeks) and I very much said yes. So, I checked into the hospital on 11/13 to start the Cytotek process and begin my induction. I was able to check into the hospital, fully prepared. Bags packed, camera in tow, clean house, & freshly painted finger and toe nails. Ridiculous in the scheme of things, but hey--it was nice. So anyway, I got to the hospital at 8 pm, and was due for my first Cy.totek dose at 10 pm. Prior to that I changed into the lovely buttcrack gown, had my blood taken, peed in a cup and had 234 hospital bracelets attached to my arms. Oh and then there was the IV. I got that too. All of it was pretty uneventful. BUT, when it came time for my cervix pill, the nurse checked me and said I was dilated to a 3! WHOA! I was pretty certain that I don't dilate without drugs. That had proved to be my thing and I was just surprised that one week made that much difference. Nevertheless, I was supposed to have 2-3 doses of cervix pill and she immediately knocked it down to 1 dose because the others weren't necessary if I was dilating on my own plus it could cause the baby distress.
So, 10:00 pm was my first dose. She came back and checked me at 1:30 am and I was at a 4. So no MAJOR change, but a change nonetheless. They had tried to give me an Am.bien like they did with my first birth and I turned it down this time. Sleeping doesn't happen anyway when someone is running in and out the door checking you for dilation and checking your vitals and I just wanted to do the least amount of drugs possible, EXCLUDING my epi.dural. :)
Nurse comes back in at around 4 a.m. and starts my Pitocin. I am still dilated to a 4 and just barely feeling contractions. She tells me that my doc said I could have my epi whenever I was ready. I decided to hold off for awhile. (with my first baby I got it when I was at a 3) By 5 a.m., I was requesting it. My nurse suggested that I take another form of pain meds until the epi guy could get there, and I refused. Less is more. By the time he got there...close to 6 a.m., I was uncomfortable. Not writhing in pain, but ready for some relief. So he gives me the epi, all goes smoothly with that except that it hurt worse this time than I remember last time, but whatever. They put in my catheter. (eww) My doctor arrives at 6:30 a.m. By this time the pitocin was cranked up high and my contractions were about 2 minutes apart, but my legs were numb so I was alright. Haha. At 6:30 he broke my water. I was still dilated between 4-5 and my Mom and MIL had started to text JT around 7 a.m. to check out the situation. He just told them to take their time. I was between 4-5 and had been for awhile. We were geared up for a long day ahead.
So, around 8 a.m. or so, I start feeling major pressure. It was taking my breath away, but once again NOTHING like what I felt with Isabel. When the nurse comes in, I tell her I am feeling a ton of pressure and she checks me. I am at a 9!!!!! A 9, I said!!!! In one hour I had gone from a 4/5 to a 9 and she tells me just to let her know when I am ready to push. My parents and in-laws had JUST arrived and about peed themselves when I told them what was up.
They stayed in the room for like MAYBE 30 minutes and I kept feeling the pressure but it didn't seem to be getting worse. Finally, I was like...hmm, maybe I can push now?? So my family leaves the room at about 9 a.m. The nurse comes in to check me and I am fully dilated and probably had been for a little bit. I get the go ahead to push and after about 3 sets of pushing, they are calling for the doctor and telling me to hold off on pushing. (will never understand why they tell you this, as if you have any control) Dr. M comes in the room I do 1 1/2 more sets of pushing and then I have a baby on my chest. 9:21 a.m!!! It was INSANE how quickly I was able to push her out. 15 minutes of pushing versus the 1 hour and 45 minutes I pushed with Isabel.
So, like I said our family leaves the room at 9 and by 9:40 or so they are standing right back in the room with me.
But of course I have to bring SOME drama to the table. When Eva arrived she was making a little bit of a grunting noise. I would have thought nothing of it, because it sounded exactly like every other newborn I have ever heard, but the nurse heard something I didn't. So they ran a tube down her throat :( and sucked out some bloody fluid that they said she had swallowed. We wait a few minutes, she is still grunting, and so they whisk her off to the NICU to "check things out". My family comes into the room and the nurses have told me that within a couple of hours they will bring her back to me after they make sure everything is okay. I get a shower, get moved to another room and still haven't heard anything. My new nurse who I called "Jessica Simpson" behind her back, because I still to this day have no idea how she is an RN or obtained a job, had no idea at all what I was talking about. She kept asking dumb questions like, "So you had a baby this morning?".....seriously. I was not that nice to her I don't think. Eventually I felt bad because she was super nice....but she was super dumb and they weren't bringing back my baby and she had no idea what was going on. So, about 2.5 hours after birthing an 8lb 6 oz baby, having an episiotomy, and being stitched right back up, I am marching full speed down the hallway to demand answers from the NICU people. I was just super irritated about the lack of communication. If my child needs observation, FINE, but you need to keep me informed. I had literally seen her for like 10 minutes before they took her away. And now I had visitors showing up and no baby to show for my efforts. And nothing to tell anyone. I stomp right into the NICU, get rude with the secretary, and then stand with my arms crossed next to my baby waiting for a nurse to come fill me in. Finally, I get her NICU nurse to agree to call me as soon as they know something and to give me a time frame on when she would see the Pedia.trician.
Long story short, they did x-rays and took blood and everything was perfect. After ALLLLL of that they determined that I have a "noisy baby". SIGH. They finally brought her back to my room at 4:30 p.m., 7 hours after I gave birth to her!!! And we got to go home the very next morning. SUPER short hospital stay, especially considering I didn't even see her much the first day of her life.
Disclaimer: I know I am so blessed that there was nothing wrong with her and that her stay was one day. We did the 10 day NICU stay with Isabel and it was horrible and I still knew I was blessed that her issues were so minor when there were babies fighting for their lives in there. I don't want to sound like a total butt. I KNOW that we were lucky. My problem was with the communication of the staff. Just wanted to clear that up.
My Mom and I keep discussing how weird it all was. Super short labor and super short stay with a long day in the NICU in between. We had all of these people wanting to visit on Thurs night and Friday day, and we were home well before then. It was just weird. Good weird, because I didn't want to be in the hospital, but still....weird.
I have had people ask me why I think this time was so different than the last. Well, it was my 2nd baby and I am sure that had something to do with it, but also I had WAY less drugs in my system. Last time I had gotten sick and threw up while I was in labor...not this time. Not even queasy. This baby was still a big baby, but quite a bit smaller than my first and her head was over an inch smaller than Isabel's. I would imagine that made a difference too!
My healing process has been about the same both times. It's been 10 days and I still have pain, but it gets better every day. My stitches should come out soon if they haven't already. The difference has been that I have to care for a toddler while trying to heal. Goodness. Underestimated that part for sure.
All in all, I ended up with a beautiful, healthy baby girl. A short and "easier" delivery. And a very short hospital stay. So thankful.
Introducing to you....
I went in for my final doctor's appointment on Nov 7th and my doctor told me that I still wasn't dilated at all. He asked me if I wanted to go ahead and have a baby the next week (at 39 weeks) and I very much said yes. So, I checked into the hospital on 11/13 to start the Cytotek process and begin my induction. I was able to check into the hospital, fully prepared. Bags packed, camera in tow, clean house, & freshly painted finger and toe nails. Ridiculous in the scheme of things, but hey--it was nice. So anyway, I got to the hospital at 8 pm, and was due for my first Cy.totek dose at 10 pm. Prior to that I changed into the lovely buttcrack gown, had my blood taken, peed in a cup and had 234 hospital bracelets attached to my arms. Oh and then there was the IV. I got that too. All of it was pretty uneventful. BUT, when it came time for my cervix pill, the nurse checked me and said I was dilated to a 3! WHOA! I was pretty certain that I don't dilate without drugs. That had proved to be my thing and I was just surprised that one week made that much difference. Nevertheless, I was supposed to have 2-3 doses of cervix pill and she immediately knocked it down to 1 dose because the others weren't necessary if I was dilating on my own plus it could cause the baby distress.
So, 10:00 pm was my first dose. She came back and checked me at 1:30 am and I was at a 4. So no MAJOR change, but a change nonetheless. They had tried to give me an Am.bien like they did with my first birth and I turned it down this time. Sleeping doesn't happen anyway when someone is running in and out the door checking you for dilation and checking your vitals and I just wanted to do the least amount of drugs possible, EXCLUDING my epi.dural. :)
Nurse comes back in at around 4 a.m. and starts my Pitocin. I am still dilated to a 4 and just barely feeling contractions. She tells me that my doc said I could have my epi whenever I was ready. I decided to hold off for awhile. (with my first baby I got it when I was at a 3) By 5 a.m., I was requesting it. My nurse suggested that I take another form of pain meds until the epi guy could get there, and I refused. Less is more. By the time he got there...close to 6 a.m., I was uncomfortable. Not writhing in pain, but ready for some relief. So he gives me the epi, all goes smoothly with that except that it hurt worse this time than I remember last time, but whatever. They put in my catheter. (eww) My doctor arrives at 6:30 a.m. By this time the pitocin was cranked up high and my contractions were about 2 minutes apart, but my legs were numb so I was alright. Haha. At 6:30 he broke my water. I was still dilated between 4-5 and my Mom and MIL had started to text JT around 7 a.m. to check out the situation. He just told them to take their time. I was between 4-5 and had been for awhile. We were geared up for a long day ahead.
So, around 8 a.m. or so, I start feeling major pressure. It was taking my breath away, but once again NOTHING like what I felt with Isabel. When the nurse comes in, I tell her I am feeling a ton of pressure and she checks me. I am at a 9!!!!! A 9, I said!!!! In one hour I had gone from a 4/5 to a 9 and she tells me just to let her know when I am ready to push. My parents and in-laws had JUST arrived and about peed themselves when I told them what was up.
They stayed in the room for like MAYBE 30 minutes and I kept feeling the pressure but it didn't seem to be getting worse. Finally, I was like...hmm, maybe I can push now?? So my family leaves the room at about 9 a.m. The nurse comes in to check me and I am fully dilated and probably had been for a little bit. I get the go ahead to push and after about 3 sets of pushing, they are calling for the doctor and telling me to hold off on pushing. (will never understand why they tell you this, as if you have any control) Dr. M comes in the room I do 1 1/2 more sets of pushing and then I have a baby on my chest. 9:21 a.m!!! It was INSANE how quickly I was able to push her out. 15 minutes of pushing versus the 1 hour and 45 minutes I pushed with Isabel.
So, like I said our family leaves the room at 9 and by 9:40 or so they are standing right back in the room with me.
But of course I have to bring SOME drama to the table. When Eva arrived she was making a little bit of a grunting noise. I would have thought nothing of it, because it sounded exactly like every other newborn I have ever heard, but the nurse heard something I didn't. So they ran a tube down her throat :( and sucked out some bloody fluid that they said she had swallowed. We wait a few minutes, she is still grunting, and so they whisk her off to the NICU to "check things out". My family comes into the room and the nurses have told me that within a couple of hours they will bring her back to me after they make sure everything is okay. I get a shower, get moved to another room and still haven't heard anything. My new nurse who I called "Jessica Simpson" behind her back, because I still to this day have no idea how she is an RN or obtained a job, had no idea at all what I was talking about. She kept asking dumb questions like, "So you had a baby this morning?".....seriously. I was not that nice to her I don't think. Eventually I felt bad because she was super nice....but she was super dumb and they weren't bringing back my baby and she had no idea what was going on. So, about 2.5 hours after birthing an 8lb 6 oz baby, having an episiotomy, and being stitched right back up, I am marching full speed down the hallway to demand answers from the NICU people. I was just super irritated about the lack of communication. If my child needs observation, FINE, but you need to keep me informed. I had literally seen her for like 10 minutes before they took her away. And now I had visitors showing up and no baby to show for my efforts. And nothing to tell anyone. I stomp right into the NICU, get rude with the secretary, and then stand with my arms crossed next to my baby waiting for a nurse to come fill me in. Finally, I get her NICU nurse to agree to call me as soon as they know something and to give me a time frame on when she would see the Pedia.trician.
Long story short, they did x-rays and took blood and everything was perfect. After ALLLLL of that they determined that I have a "noisy baby". SIGH. They finally brought her back to my room at 4:30 p.m., 7 hours after I gave birth to her!!! And we got to go home the very next morning. SUPER short hospital stay, especially considering I didn't even see her much the first day of her life.
Disclaimer: I know I am so blessed that there was nothing wrong with her and that her stay was one day. We did the 10 day NICU stay with Isabel and it was horrible and I still knew I was blessed that her issues were so minor when there were babies fighting for their lives in there. I don't want to sound like a total butt. I KNOW that we were lucky. My problem was with the communication of the staff. Just wanted to clear that up.
My Mom and I keep discussing how weird it all was. Super short labor and super short stay with a long day in the NICU in between. We had all of these people wanting to visit on Thurs night and Friday day, and we were home well before then. It was just weird. Good weird, because I didn't want to be in the hospital, but still....weird.
I have had people ask me why I think this time was so different than the last. Well, it was my 2nd baby and I am sure that had something to do with it, but also I had WAY less drugs in my system. Last time I had gotten sick and threw up while I was in labor...not this time. Not even queasy. This baby was still a big baby, but quite a bit smaller than my first and her head was over an inch smaller than Isabel's. I would imagine that made a difference too!
My healing process has been about the same both times. It's been 10 days and I still have pain, but it gets better every day. My stitches should come out soon if they haven't already. The difference has been that I have to care for a toddler while trying to heal. Goodness. Underestimated that part for sure.
All in all, I ended up with a beautiful, healthy baby girl. A short and "easier" delivery. And a very short hospital stay. So thankful.
Introducing to you....
Eva Jasmine
11/14/12 9:21 a.m.
8lb 6 oz, 20 3/4 inches
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Last pregnancy post! 39 weeks, 2 days!
Being induced in the morning! Here are my final stats:
Maternity clothes?
Yes, definitely.
Stretch marks? Yes. Basically the same ones as last time, I think...just reappeared. Can't wait for my Dermatologist to hook me up with the fadey medicine like he did last time!
Best moment this week: Well, I've just been low key, hanging out with Isabel & trying to stay on top of housework so there is nothing to stress about at home. It's all been good.
Miss Anything? I'm just ready to not have heartburn. That is all.
Movement: Oh yes. I thought it was supposed to slow down in the end, but it hasn't. Not with either of my babies.
Food cravings: I guess chocolate. Maybe. Food is just food right now and I know I'm going to have to chase whatever it is, with Tums.
Anything making you queasy or sick?: Thinking about labor! Haha. Not really, I feel good right now. Just huge.
Have you started to show yet: You better believe it. ;-)
Gender: It's a GIRL! Eva Jasmine
Labor Signs: I should be able to say yes here, but not really. A few contractions here and there I *think*, but I'm not even sure about those. I've never had BH contractions so I don't even know what those feel like. Or maybe I have and didn't know it...
Belly Button in or out? Flat. Partly in, but mostly flat. And ugly.
Wedding rings on or off? I haven't worn that bad boy in a while. It still fits, it's just uncomfortable and I am looking forward to putting it back on in a few weeks hopefully.
Mood: Anxious. A little (whole lot) emotional. Excited, too.
Next post will hopefully be about how easy my labor was and how healthy my baby is. Fingers crossed!
Maternity clothes?
Yes, definitely.
Stretch marks? Yes. Basically the same ones as last time, I think...just reappeared. Can't wait for my Dermatologist to hook me up with the fadey medicine like he did last time!
Best moment this week: Well, I've just been low key, hanging out with Isabel & trying to stay on top of housework so there is nothing to stress about at home. It's all been good.
Miss Anything? I'm just ready to not have heartburn. That is all.
Movement: Oh yes. I thought it was supposed to slow down in the end, but it hasn't. Not with either of my babies.
Food cravings: I guess chocolate. Maybe. Food is just food right now and I know I'm going to have to chase whatever it is, with Tums.
Anything making you queasy or sick?: Thinking about labor! Haha. Not really, I feel good right now. Just huge.
Have you started to show yet: You better believe it. ;-)
Gender: It's a GIRL! Eva Jasmine
Labor Signs: I should be able to say yes here, but not really. A few contractions here and there I *think*, but I'm not even sure about those. I've never had BH contractions so I don't even know what those feel like. Or maybe I have and didn't know it...
Belly Button in or out? Flat. Partly in, but mostly flat. And ugly.
Wedding rings on or off? I haven't worn that bad boy in a while. It still fits, it's just uncomfortable and I am looking forward to putting it back on in a few weeks hopefully.
Mood: Anxious. A little (whole lot) emotional. Excited, too.
Next post will hopefully be about how easy my labor was and how healthy my baby is. Fingers crossed!
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Anxiety!
I am 37 weeks & 4 days pregnant. Yesterday, I had an appointment with my OB and we did an ultrasound to estimate the size of Eva. At 36 weeks with Isabel, she was estimated at 8.5 and ended up weighing 9.11 at birth. People always want to say to me, "oh those ultrasounds are off most of the time, mine said this and the baby weighed that" and while I know that's true--they pretty much nailed it with my first baby, so I have no reason to believe that they aren't at least close with this one. At 37 weeks and 3 days they estimated E at 7.11. So, what that means is that she's smaller, but not small. She could still gain 1.5 lbs if I deliver at 40 weeks. My doc was hoping to keep her under 8 if possible. Anyway--I'm not dilated at all and the ultrasound tech says that with the size of this baby's head, she doesn't think I will dilate on my own. Same as with Isabel. Eva measured chunky and short which cracks me up because I'm not short, my husband is not short and we have very few short family members. My sister is over 6 feet tall, for Pete's sake. But we'll see how it goes. I can tell you that I'm not looking forward to birthing that biggo head. ;)
Nevertheless, she looked good and healthy and seems to be thriving in my uterus and that's all I could really pray for anyway. The rest of it we'll get through. I go back to my OB on Wednesday of next week (if I don't go into labor before then) and he says we'll schedule an induction date at that time.
I said this in the last post, but I really actually want to be induced. I have a fear of going into labor on my own and rushing around and forgetting something. Or having my "plan" for what to do with Isabel while I'm in the hospital be messed up. Ridiculous stuff in the big scheme of things, but that's me being honest. That is where my anxiety stems from right now--worrying about my Baby #1. I've had a good pregnancy up to now, with the exception of the craziness that went on in the 1st trimester. I feel good, mostly. Uncomfortable bending, sitting or sleeping, but good. Haha. I'm just down to the last couple of weeks and it feels like the first 36 flew by and now the last 4 are dragging. I guess it's like that for most people. I'm just trying to suck up these last few days with Isabel as an only child. And me getting to sleep at night. ;)
Here is a pic of my sweet family on Halloween night. And if you look in the dictionary beside "pregnant face", you will see my picture.
Nevertheless, she looked good and healthy and seems to be thriving in my uterus and that's all I could really pray for anyway. The rest of it we'll get through. I go back to my OB on Wednesday of next week (if I don't go into labor before then) and he says we'll schedule an induction date at that time.
I said this in the last post, but I really actually want to be induced. I have a fear of going into labor on my own and rushing around and forgetting something. Or having my "plan" for what to do with Isabel while I'm in the hospital be messed up. Ridiculous stuff in the big scheme of things, but that's me being honest. That is where my anxiety stems from right now--worrying about my Baby #1. I've had a good pregnancy up to now, with the exception of the craziness that went on in the 1st trimester. I feel good, mostly. Uncomfortable bending, sitting or sleeping, but good. Haha. I'm just down to the last couple of weeks and it feels like the first 36 flew by and now the last 4 are dragging. I guess it's like that for most people. I'm just trying to suck up these last few days with Isabel as an only child. And me getting to sleep at night. ;)
Here is a pic of my sweet family on Halloween night. And if you look in the dictionary beside "pregnant face", you will see my picture.
Friday, October 26, 2012
18 months and (almost) 37 weeks! Quick update!
I have maybe 7 minutes until my child wakes up from her nap, so I wanted to update real quick.
On the 21st, Isabel turned 1.5 years old! She had a doctor appt yesterday and she weighed 22.9 lbs (15%tile) and was 31 3/4 inches long (50%tile). I'm concerned that the kid is just not growing, but her doctor says she is completely healthy and at the age where kids are too busy to eat. He also said that for the year, she has gained a sufficient amount of weight and that she is probably just at a standstill. I do know one thing--the is one of the most "active" kids that I have ever been around. My Mom is always commenting on things that she does that my sister and I just never did. (example: climbing, trying to escape any form of confinement, flipping out because she hates high chairs at ANY public eating establisment, etc.). But even with all of that going on, she has still never once attempted to climb out of her crib. So for now, she still hasn't bumped up to a toddler bed and I am SO HAPPY about that.
Just recently she has started telling us "stinky" and patting the back of her diaper, or squeezing the front of it when it's wet. I feel like maybe she is ready to experiment with potty training, except that MOMMY IS NOT!!! I had planned to start this madness after the first of the year when I had developed a bit of a routine with my 2 under 2, but my child constantly teaches me that we're on her schedule....not mine. :)
Other than that--her sleeping is good 60% of the time and NOT about 40% of the time. I'm hoping this is a phase because she used to be such a good sleeper.
She takes one nap right in the middle of the day and for about 2-2.5 hours. She is wearing 12-18 months in clothing. Mostly 18 months for the length. She wears a size 4 diaper and a size 5 shoe.
She has really started to repeat us and it's funny. Some newer things that she's been saying/repeating: "good grief!", "oh no!", "diaper", "Pedro" (the dog), & of course she says Momma, Daddy, Mammaw, Pappaw, Nanny, Pop....all of the relatives names. She calls my sister (Jodi) "Joji". She still speaks a lot of jibberish too. Just like her Dad. ;-)
Halloween is this week and she is going as a watermelon. Super scary! Haha. We took her this past week to a pumpkin patch and had her pics made and let her "pick out a pumpkin". Mostly she just ran around poking all the pumpkins and even took a bite out of one. LOL!
And me? Well, I'm still pregnant. In fact, I had a doc appt yesterday and was not dilated, at all. Apparently both of my girls have found my uterus to be a very hospitable enviroment and just have no desire to come out of there on their own. We will have an ultrasound next week to estimate the size of this baby and then decide from there about induction. Honestly? I want to be induced. I have no desire at all to go into labor on my own. I just want to know that Isabel is taken care of and her routine isn't messed up, and that JT has time to put in for some vacation days, and that my house is clean and my nails are done...haha. I'm mostly kidding about the last part, but people, I like a PLAN!
I feel fine. A little uncomfortable when trying to do anything physical, and I definitely feel pressure on the hips, but I think I actually feel better this time than I did last time. No swelling at all. My blood pressure has been perfect. Good things. I've gained about 32 lbs. YIKES. With Isabel it was 35 and I went 4 days over my due date...so it's safe to say I may be gaining a little more than that this time even though EVERYONE keeps telling me I am smaller (looking) this time around. I know it's just that the weight distributed differently.
And there you have it, Miss Isabel has awakened. :) Gotta go.
On the 21st, Isabel turned 1.5 years old! She had a doctor appt yesterday and she weighed 22.9 lbs (15%tile) and was 31 3/4 inches long (50%tile). I'm concerned that the kid is just not growing, but her doctor says she is completely healthy and at the age where kids are too busy to eat. He also said that for the year, she has gained a sufficient amount of weight and that she is probably just at a standstill. I do know one thing--the is one of the most "active" kids that I have ever been around. My Mom is always commenting on things that she does that my sister and I just never did. (example: climbing, trying to escape any form of confinement, flipping out because she hates high chairs at ANY public eating establisment, etc.). But even with all of that going on, she has still never once attempted to climb out of her crib. So for now, she still hasn't bumped up to a toddler bed and I am SO HAPPY about that.
Just recently she has started telling us "stinky" and patting the back of her diaper, or squeezing the front of it when it's wet. I feel like maybe she is ready to experiment with potty training, except that MOMMY IS NOT!!! I had planned to start this madness after the first of the year when I had developed a bit of a routine with my 2 under 2, but my child constantly teaches me that we're on her schedule....not mine. :)
Other than that--her sleeping is good 60% of the time and NOT about 40% of the time. I'm hoping this is a phase because she used to be such a good sleeper.
She takes one nap right in the middle of the day and for about 2-2.5 hours. She is wearing 12-18 months in clothing. Mostly 18 months for the length. She wears a size 4 diaper and a size 5 shoe.
She has really started to repeat us and it's funny. Some newer things that she's been saying/repeating: "good grief!", "oh no!", "diaper", "Pedro" (the dog), & of course she says Momma, Daddy, Mammaw, Pappaw, Nanny, Pop....all of the relatives names. She calls my sister (Jodi) "Joji". She still speaks a lot of jibberish too. Just like her Dad. ;-)
Halloween is this week and she is going as a watermelon. Super scary! Haha. We took her this past week to a pumpkin patch and had her pics made and let her "pick out a pumpkin". Mostly she just ran around poking all the pumpkins and even took a bite out of one. LOL!
And me? Well, I'm still pregnant. In fact, I had a doc appt yesterday and was not dilated, at all. Apparently both of my girls have found my uterus to be a very hospitable enviroment and just have no desire to come out of there on their own. We will have an ultrasound next week to estimate the size of this baby and then decide from there about induction. Honestly? I want to be induced. I have no desire at all to go into labor on my own. I just want to know that Isabel is taken care of and her routine isn't messed up, and that JT has time to put in for some vacation days, and that my house is clean and my nails are done...haha. I'm mostly kidding about the last part, but people, I like a PLAN!
I feel fine. A little uncomfortable when trying to do anything physical, and I definitely feel pressure on the hips, but I think I actually feel better this time than I did last time. No swelling at all. My blood pressure has been perfect. Good things. I've gained about 32 lbs. YIKES. With Isabel it was 35 and I went 4 days over my due date...so it's safe to say I may be gaining a little more than that this time even though EVERYONE keeps telling me I am smaller (looking) this time around. I know it's just that the weight distributed differently.
And there you have it, Miss Isabel has awakened. :) Gotta go.
Monday, September 17, 2012
17 months and 31 weeks! From a terrible blogger...
Lately I have been laying in bed at night, not sleeping, and thinking about things I would like to blog about. I hope that soon enough I will start making this a regular thing again, because I actually do enjoy it and I like knowing I can look back to see our journey. (I hate when people say journey, lol)
I am 31 weeks pregnant as of yesterday. For now, everything seems pretty normal (Thank God). I am getting to the stage where I have a hard time sleeping at night because that seems to be when Eva is the most active. I also have the lovely heartburn again like I did with Isabel. Everything gives it to me. It waited a little longer to show it's ugly face this pregnancy, but it's here full throttle now. And last, but CERTAINLY not least, and I am not exaggerating at all, I get up to pee between 15-20 times a night. No lie. I remember making many bathroom trips with my last pregnancy, but NOTHING like this. I don't know if it's because the baby likes to hang out in the bladder area 24/7 or if it's because my poor bladder has taken a beating in the past 2 years so I'm just more sensitive to the "urge", but I have to say....I don't care for this part at all. And occasionally she will kick and it will be all I can do to make it to the bathroom without wetting myself. And there you have it....a paragraph about my peeing habits. Ha.
My weight: Eeesh. My doctor says I've gained 21 lbs. I say I have gained 26. And I know I'm right, but I don't tell him that. I had a 6 pound month last time and now I am already at 3 for this month and I don't see the doctor for over another week. I'm in trouble. My excuse? I don't have one. I never wanted anything sweet when I was pregnant with Isabel and now I eat something sweet every day. I guess that's the difference. Honestly, I'm still not far from where I was last time. I have a goal of 35. I really think it will be closer to 40 if I have her close to her due date.
I keep doing a lot of comparing pregnancies. I feel like I will probably do a lot of comparing kids too. Not in a negative way, but I think it will be neat to compare sizes, personalities, likes/dislikes. I can't wait to see how alike or different they will be. My husband and I joke that because they were actually fertilized in the same dish at the same time, they are basically twins, just 18-19 months apart. Is your mind blown? Mine is.
I still feel really great, which you wouldn't know, because I am pretty cranky I hear. Or maybe it's emotional. My husband likes to let me know when I'm acting a fool. I've not had the back pain like I did with Isabel, but instead I feel almost constant pressure on my hips. It's weird. Not really painful, but maybe a little uncomfortable.
Belly button: Still way in. I don't expect it to get flat or poke out because it didn't last time either. And I don't have any sign of the dark like that a lot of women get on their bellies.
I feel like my pregnancy has been 8 weeks long instead of nearly 8 months. It really has flown by and it makes me a little nervous that in 2 months I will have 2 under 2. Wowza! We are ready! Well....her room is ready, her laundry is clean, and we have everything that we need with the exception of minor things like diapers. I haven't packed for the hospital and probably won't for 3-4 more weeks. I feel like it would jinx it and she would come way early, and I don't want that. We have a diaper shower coming up this Saturday and SURELY I will have some pictures to post from that. Next.
My little girl is 17 months old! Or at least she will be on Friday. I just want her to slooowwww down, oh my goodness!
She weighs about 23 lbs. That's the reading that we get on the scales at home, because her next checkup isn't until the end of October. We just officially moved up to size 4 diapers and she is wearing 18 months in most things and still 12 months in a few things. She has a tiny waist, but she seems to be pretty long. Lately I have had several people comment on how long she looks. She's finally getting some hair. I mean we won't be taking her for a haircut for another 2 years or so (haha), but there is definitely some dark hair growing in and it gets crazy when she sleeps on it! It looks like it is going to be kind of auburn like mine. Brown, but in the sun you can see quite a bit of red. And her eyebrows look red too.
She likes a lot of healthy foods. This makes me proud. My eating is terrible and I don't want her to be picky like I am. She loves bananas, apples, pears, cottage cheese, green beans, oatmeal, yogurt, cheese, etc. Of course, I haven't found much that she doesn't like--but those are the healthier things that I try to incorporate in on a daily basis. :)
She has 10 teeth. Well, I'd say 8 and 2 halves. Lol. 2 of them are barely poking through the gums, but they're there. And she bites me when I try to feel them.
She is officially a toddler. And what I mean by that is that she is hilarious and she mimics things that are on tv, or that her Dad and I say. She especially mimics the dog. She gets into everything. She throws temper tantrums like a crazy person, and I now have refused to take her grocery shopping with me anymore because I leave the store with $400 worth the stuff and have no idea what I've bought when I get in the car. Haha! I just want to make clear that I adore every single thing that she does. I love her like I didn't even know was possible, I'm just trying to get the point across that we MAY be in the "terrible two" stretch. :)
She still talks jibberish alllll of the time and it's so cute. But she knows lots of words too. There are several, but a couple of the newer ones are "tickle", "burp", and "nah".
She sleeps great. Goes to bed between 8:00-8:30 and wakes up between 7:00 and 8:30. She generally takes 2 naps during the day or 1 big one (3 hours) it just depends. Perfect. I hope it stays that way after Eva is born.
She still loves to be outside and she will come grab one of our hands and try to pull us to the door. Or she will just sit by the door and cry until you take her out. Rain or shine. It could be thundering and lightning outside and she will still be trying to go out.
She has learned to give kisses and hugs and boy do I like this part! She also brings her stuffed animals and baby dolls to us for us to kiss.
I of course am on a schedule here, so I will wrap this up--but we are just feeling so blessed to be having 2 girls after all the mess we went through to get here and I would love for time to just SLOW down!
I am 31 weeks pregnant as of yesterday. For now, everything seems pretty normal (Thank God). I am getting to the stage where I have a hard time sleeping at night because that seems to be when Eva is the most active. I also have the lovely heartburn again like I did with Isabel. Everything gives it to me. It waited a little longer to show it's ugly face this pregnancy, but it's here full throttle now. And last, but CERTAINLY not least, and I am not exaggerating at all, I get up to pee between 15-20 times a night. No lie. I remember making many bathroom trips with my last pregnancy, but NOTHING like this. I don't know if it's because the baby likes to hang out in the bladder area 24/7 or if it's because my poor bladder has taken a beating in the past 2 years so I'm just more sensitive to the "urge", but I have to say....I don't care for this part at all. And occasionally she will kick and it will be all I can do to make it to the bathroom without wetting myself. And there you have it....a paragraph about my peeing habits. Ha.
My weight: Eeesh. My doctor says I've gained 21 lbs. I say I have gained 26. And I know I'm right, but I don't tell him that. I had a 6 pound month last time and now I am already at 3 for this month and I don't see the doctor for over another week. I'm in trouble. My excuse? I don't have one. I never wanted anything sweet when I was pregnant with Isabel and now I eat something sweet every day. I guess that's the difference. Honestly, I'm still not far from where I was last time. I have a goal of 35. I really think it will be closer to 40 if I have her close to her due date.
I keep doing a lot of comparing pregnancies. I feel like I will probably do a lot of comparing kids too. Not in a negative way, but I think it will be neat to compare sizes, personalities, likes/dislikes. I can't wait to see how alike or different they will be. My husband and I joke that because they were actually fertilized in the same dish at the same time, they are basically twins, just 18-19 months apart. Is your mind blown? Mine is.
I still feel really great, which you wouldn't know, because I am pretty cranky I hear. Or maybe it's emotional. My husband likes to let me know when I'm acting a fool. I've not had the back pain like I did with Isabel, but instead I feel almost constant pressure on my hips. It's weird. Not really painful, but maybe a little uncomfortable.
Belly button: Still way in. I don't expect it to get flat or poke out because it didn't last time either. And I don't have any sign of the dark like that a lot of women get on their bellies.
I feel like my pregnancy has been 8 weeks long instead of nearly 8 months. It really has flown by and it makes me a little nervous that in 2 months I will have 2 under 2. Wowza! We are ready! Well....her room is ready, her laundry is clean, and we have everything that we need with the exception of minor things like diapers. I haven't packed for the hospital and probably won't for 3-4 more weeks. I feel like it would jinx it and she would come way early, and I don't want that. We have a diaper shower coming up this Saturday and SURELY I will have some pictures to post from that. Next.
My little girl is 17 months old! Or at least she will be on Friday. I just want her to slooowwww down, oh my goodness!
She weighs about 23 lbs. That's the reading that we get on the scales at home, because her next checkup isn't until the end of October. We just officially moved up to size 4 diapers and she is wearing 18 months in most things and still 12 months in a few things. She has a tiny waist, but she seems to be pretty long. Lately I have had several people comment on how long she looks. She's finally getting some hair. I mean we won't be taking her for a haircut for another 2 years or so (haha), but there is definitely some dark hair growing in and it gets crazy when she sleeps on it! It looks like it is going to be kind of auburn like mine. Brown, but in the sun you can see quite a bit of red. And her eyebrows look red too.
She likes a lot of healthy foods. This makes me proud. My eating is terrible and I don't want her to be picky like I am. She loves bananas, apples, pears, cottage cheese, green beans, oatmeal, yogurt, cheese, etc. Of course, I haven't found much that she doesn't like--but those are the healthier things that I try to incorporate in on a daily basis. :)
She has 10 teeth. Well, I'd say 8 and 2 halves. Lol. 2 of them are barely poking through the gums, but they're there. And she bites me when I try to feel them.
She is officially a toddler. And what I mean by that is that she is hilarious and she mimics things that are on tv, or that her Dad and I say. She especially mimics the dog. She gets into everything. She throws temper tantrums like a crazy person, and I now have refused to take her grocery shopping with me anymore because I leave the store with $400 worth the stuff and have no idea what I've bought when I get in the car. Haha! I just want to make clear that I adore every single thing that she does. I love her like I didn't even know was possible, I'm just trying to get the point across that we MAY be in the "terrible two" stretch. :)
She still talks jibberish alllll of the time and it's so cute. But she knows lots of words too. There are several, but a couple of the newer ones are "tickle", "burp", and "nah".
She sleeps great. Goes to bed between 8:00-8:30 and wakes up between 7:00 and 8:30. She generally takes 2 naps during the day or 1 big one (3 hours) it just depends. Perfect. I hope it stays that way after Eva is born.
She still loves to be outside and she will come grab one of our hands and try to pull us to the door. Or she will just sit by the door and cry until you take her out. Rain or shine. It could be thundering and lightning outside and she will still be trying to go out.
She has learned to give kisses and hugs and boy do I like this part! She also brings her stuffed animals and baby dolls to us for us to kiss.
I of course am on a schedule here, so I will wrap this up--but we are just feeling so blessed to be having 2 girls after all the mess we went through to get here and I would love for time to just SLOW down!
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