I've been really terrible about keeping this thing updated, oops. So much has been going on and we have been super busy. I found out at the end of April that I was pregnant again ;) That was definitely a scary moment (I may have had a panic attack or three) but we are so excited that our children will be so close together in age, besties!! It's definitely a whole new ball game of taking care of a soon-to-be toddler and going through pregnancy again. I will admit this pregnancy has been a lot easier than Nolan's (I'm pretty sure if you have a terrible pregnancy then your baby will be the sweetest to you, easy pregnancy is just the opposite). I do get pretty nauseous daily but have only thrown up once (sorry-TMI) and I'm finally getting my energy back. I'll be 13 weeks tomorrow, so exciting! I'm also in the midst of planning Nolan's birthday and running around chasing Nolan since he has found a new sense of freedom. Nolan is climbing up on everything, throwing actual TEMPER TANTRUMS (wth?), and even having problems taking naps anymore. The first trimester was difficult since I was so exhausted and chasing after Nolan constantly, thank goodness that I'm finally in the second trimester and getting some of that much needed energy back.
I'm pretty stoked to have another kid but I must admit, almost every situation we are in I'm constantly thinking what it's going to be like with two kids, especially young kids. Dennis and I went to the Leu Gardens this weekend and ran tons of errands and cleaned the entire house...what about when there are two? Nolan was sleeping so we could clean but I doubt they will both sleep at the same time and what about all of the errands, BJS has room for two kids in the shopping car seat area but no other's do, do I just kick Nolan out and say "sorry kid, you gotta walk now"? And what about mornings? I can barely get ready on my own and get Nolan up and all of his things for daycare ready while taking the dog out and carrying Nolan around, now with two kids? I'm pretty adaptable...right?
Apparently I have to go to work now...going in late and taking off early is my motto!
6.28.2010
5.23.2010
7 Weeks
The big news this week: Hands and feet are emerging from developing arms and legs — although they look more like paddles at this point than the tiny, pudgy extremities you're daydreaming about holding and tickling. Technically, your baby is still considered an embryo and has something of a small tail, which is an extension of her tailbone. The tail will disappear within a few weeks, but that's the only thing getting smaller. Your baby has doubled in size since last week and now measures half an inch long, about the size of a blueberry.
How far along? 7 weeks & 1 days.
Baby’s Size: a blueberry :)
Total Weight Gain: lost 4 lbs
Gender: Still think it's a girl!
Sleep: not sleeping. I have been having crazy dreams which I integrate into real life, I end up waking up talking to Dennis about ghosts or whatever else I'm dreaming about at the moment thinking it's in my real life.
Symptoms: Nausea every 20 minutes (it seems like). Heart burn every few days, crazy dreams, terrible gas (tmi sorry), exhausted still
Best Moments this week: We had our first OB appointment on Wednesday (may 19) with the new doctor, Dr. Peppy! OMG is that man peppy!! I am so excited to have found him and look forward to appointments now. His practice is one of the only ones at my hospital that do VBACs often and we are going to try for one! I'll also be getting a sonogram every few weeks after 28 weeks to measure my fluid because with Nolan my bag ruptured and leaked for weeks before my doctors caught it (even with me going to the ER and telling them), so that's pretty exciting. Just means I get to see my little sweet pea/nemo/tumper more often (I don't know what it's nick name is just yet...not until our U/S...which will be June 2!!!).
Food Cravings: no more pickles...nothing.
Food Aversions: diary. string cheese. cheese slices. milk. YUCK!!
What I miss: miss? since when?
What I am Looking forward to: Telling the family next weekend (maybe)
Milestones: First OB appointment.
5.21.2010
Growing up
My little man will soon be ten months and that breaks my heart. I can't get over how quickly he has grown into this little adult with his likes and dislikes and his hilarious personality. His hair is also growing as wildly as he is and I absolutely REFUSE to cut it. I now under stand why some boys have longer hair than their mommies, it's just too hard to part with. That sweet little hair that was once pitch black and is now such a light blonde.
I've always had issues with commitment..."What color lipstick will I wear? Ahh...I'll wear them all and make my own color", "What show I do now? Go to bed? Get on the internet? Read? Clean?" There are too many options in life and I have never handled those options well. This may be why I am still engaged after I can't even count how many years now. Not because I have trouble committing to Dennis, please....that happened YEARS ago. But because I have trouble committing to colors, flowers, table designs, the PLACE. It's impossible for me to make choices. Nolan's birthday is no different. Although I think this particular even in my life as a lot more to do with the fact that I do not want my baby turning ONE! I already know the decorations, invitations, who's coming, etc...but I haven't sent out ONE invitation. I also have not reserved the club house yet, bad mommy!
Other than my procrastination to see my baby grow up he's already showing me he's growing up. He started walking this past Monday out of no where. He also stood up in his crib at school on Tuesday. Things are going too fast. Sometimes I'll try to sit with Nolan and cuddle him but it never lasts for more than a few moments because he is too busy exploring and mommy is getting in the way of that.
Dear Nolan,
There will be days that mommy will absolutely annoy and embarrass you. You will not stand to be around mommy and that is okay because we all go through "that stage" but I just want you to know that right now you are in your exercauser dancing the thing in circles to dance music. You are also "scream talking" because you want something else. Your hair is growing over your ears. You have two teeth. You have longer fingernails and toe nails than you should. You have a slight diaper rash which mommy was mostly able to clean up last night. You are wearing stylist plaid clothing and sucking on a penguins head. You have two HUGE cheeks that everyone pinches and/or sucks on. Your cheeks droop below your jaw line sometimes, making your neck invisible. Also, you have a mommy that loves you more than you will ever know and she would do anything for you. That same mommy is trying really hard to not cry while writing this because she has already done all of her makeup for the day. I love you baby.
Love,
Mommy
I've always had issues with commitment..."What color lipstick will I wear? Ahh...I'll wear them all and make my own color", "What show I do now? Go to bed? Get on the internet? Read? Clean?" There are too many options in life and I have never handled those options well. This may be why I am still engaged after I can't even count how many years now. Not because I have trouble committing to Dennis, please....that happened YEARS ago. But because I have trouble committing to colors, flowers, table designs, the PLACE. It's impossible for me to make choices. Nolan's birthday is no different. Although I think this particular even in my life as a lot more to do with the fact that I do not want my baby turning ONE! I already know the decorations, invitations, who's coming, etc...but I haven't sent out ONE invitation. I also have not reserved the club house yet, bad mommy!
Other than my procrastination to see my baby grow up he's already showing me he's growing up. He started walking this past Monday out of no where. He also stood up in his crib at school on Tuesday. Things are going too fast. Sometimes I'll try to sit with Nolan and cuddle him but it never lasts for more than a few moments because he is too busy exploring and mommy is getting in the way of that.
Dear Nolan,
There will be days that mommy will absolutely annoy and embarrass you. You will not stand to be around mommy and that is okay because we all go through "that stage" but I just want you to know that right now you are in your exercauser dancing the thing in circles to dance music. You are also "scream talking" because you want something else. Your hair is growing over your ears. You have two teeth. You have longer fingernails and toe nails than you should. You have a slight diaper rash which mommy was mostly able to clean up last night. You are wearing stylist plaid clothing and sucking on a penguins head. You have two HUGE cheeks that everyone pinches and/or sucks on. Your cheeks droop below your jaw line sometimes, making your neck invisible. Also, you have a mommy that loves you more than you will ever know and she would do anything for you. That same mommy is trying really hard to not cry while writing this because she has already done all of her makeup for the day. I love you baby.
Love,
Mommy
5.13.2010
5w5d Preggo
This is something I should have done with Nolan while I was pregnant. I'm going to keep these posts as private until we tell most people about this pregnancy.
How far along? 5 weeks 5 days (at least I think so)Baby’s Size: a sweet pea!Total Weight Gain: only a couple of pounds but then I lose that weight, just depends on the week. Gender: I feel like it's a girl. Sleep: Still happening. I'm able to sleep a lot more comfortably this pregnancy (for the first trimester at least) than my pregnancy with Nolan. The first four weeks I was waking up some in the middle of the night having to pee but that has basically stopped. Now I just wake up rushing to the bathroom. Definitely exhausted though. I wave of exhaustion will just come over me at any point during the day and when that happens it's hard to keep my eyes open. Symptoms: exhaustion, nausea (sudden and quick at any time during the day), hungry all of the time, a like of pickles (i've never liked them or even tried them, I now have two jars in my fridge), a taste of metal in my mouth, crying in an instant for no real reason. Best Moments this week: Mother's Day but that wasn't particularly amazing by any standards (spent the entire day on plays with a screaming 9 month old), but it was still my first mother's day with Nolan and "sweet pea" so that is all that matters. Food Cravings: pickles. anything sour or salty. Food Aversions: none specifically but sometimes smells make me want to yak. We've walked into some restaurants the the smell was too much for me to deal with and made me nauseous. What I am Looking forward to: Our first OB appointment is in less than 1 week (5/19)!!! Milestones: Quit smoking, can that be one? :)
How far along? 5 weeks 5 days (at least I think so)Baby’s Size: a sweet pea!Total Weight Gain: only a couple of pounds but then I lose that weight, just depends on the week. Gender: I feel like it's a girl. Sleep: Still happening. I'm able to sleep a lot more comfortably this pregnancy (for the first trimester at least) than my pregnancy with Nolan. The first four weeks I was waking up some in the middle of the night having to pee but that has basically stopped. Now I just wake up rushing to the bathroom. Definitely exhausted though. I wave of exhaustion will just come over me at any point during the day and when that happens it's hard to keep my eyes open. Symptoms: exhaustion, nausea (sudden and quick at any time during the day), hungry all of the time, a like of pickles (i've never liked them or even tried them, I now have two jars in my fridge), a taste of metal in my mouth, crying in an instant for no real reason. Best Moments this week: Mother's Day but that wasn't particularly amazing by any standards (spent the entire day on plays with a screaming 9 month old), but it was still my first mother's day with Nolan and "sweet pea" so that is all that matters. Food Cravings: pickles. anything sour or salty. Food Aversions: none specifically but sometimes smells make me want to yak. We've walked into some restaurants the the smell was too much for me to deal with and made me nauseous. What I am Looking forward to: Our first OB appointment is in less than 1 week (5/19)!!! Milestones: Quit smoking, can that be one? :)
5.11.2010
4.19.2010
Scary
There is one word that can sum mother-hood up: S C A R Y.
Everything about it is scary. Everything gives you anxiety and there are so many times that you do certain things that you've always been told not to do with a child (for example: give them a toy in the grocery store to make them stop crying). I freak out when Nolan cries, or when he picks something dirty up off of the floor to eat, or when he gets dog hair all over him. I'm sure if we do have a second child things MUST get better. I must say though, I am a lot better about this type of stuff than I thought I would be and Dennis is actually turning out to be the crazy parent. I've had a lot of practice with children so it's easier for me to not freak out when he hits his head on a mostly hard rug on top of tile floors. Or maybe I don't freak out enough?
My job has recently gotten all crazy about trainings. Well they sent a few of us to "Parenting 101". I was actually offended when I saw this email telling me that I was already signed up for it. Why me? Why am I going to classes that are similar to what my clients are going to? What the hell people?! We got in the class and I must say it was a really nice refresher. Reminded me that I had learned parenting and development (etc) in my MAJOR in college and that I'm really not as dumb after all about this kind of thing. It was also pretty great to get out of a half day of work. :)
Another part of motherhood that I absolutely HATE has begun. Teething. Generally I hate seeing my baby in pain, I want to go through the pain for him and then just hand him the damn teeth and plop them in. Apparently that's not possible, but trust me, I'd do it. He's been teething all weekend and the teeth are just sitting there right under the gum to where you can see them but know they aren't coming through anytime soon. Damn teasers. Constant fever. Constant crying (actually it's not crying, it's a weird scream that I guess means pain). Constant drool. Constant tears ::heart breaks::
Everything about it is scary. Everything gives you anxiety and there are so many times that you do certain things that you've always been told not to do with a child (for example: give them a toy in the grocery store to make them stop crying). I freak out when Nolan cries, or when he picks something dirty up off of the floor to eat, or when he gets dog hair all over him. I'm sure if we do have a second child things MUST get better. I must say though, I am a lot better about this type of stuff than I thought I would be and Dennis is actually turning out to be the crazy parent. I've had a lot of practice with children so it's easier for me to not freak out when he hits his head on a mostly hard rug on top of tile floors. Or maybe I don't freak out enough?
My job has recently gotten all crazy about trainings. Well they sent a few of us to "Parenting 101". I was actually offended when I saw this email telling me that I was already signed up for it. Why me? Why am I going to classes that are similar to what my clients are going to? What the hell people?! We got in the class and I must say it was a really nice refresher. Reminded me that I had learned parenting and development (etc) in my MAJOR in college and that I'm really not as dumb after all about this kind of thing. It was also pretty great to get out of a half day of work. :)
Another part of motherhood that I absolutely HATE has begun. Teething. Generally I hate seeing my baby in pain, I want to go through the pain for him and then just hand him the damn teeth and plop them in. Apparently that's not possible, but trust me, I'd do it. He's been teething all weekend and the teeth are just sitting there right under the gum to where you can see them but know they aren't coming through anytime soon. Damn teasers. Constant fever. Constant crying (actually it's not crying, it's a weird scream that I guess means pain). Constant drool. Constant tears ::heart breaks::
4.13.2010
LOVE life and pictures
Things have been so great! I am loving how much more calm things are since Nolan is getting older. I miss the tiny toes and fingers but I finally feel like I know what I'm doing...and no matter what anyone says, that brings a sense of calm over everyone. I remember when Nolan was only maybe 6 weeks old I was so frustrated because I didn't know what his cries meant. I know people always say a mother always knows what the different cries mean. No one ever tells you that it takes several months though. If someone would have just told me that from the get-go I would have been in a much better place!
We have been doing so many things, Nolan is getting more mobile and active and I LOVE IT! He hasn't crawled yet but he can scoot around and stretch to get things. We started feeding him small bits on actual human food. He's tried the Gerber puffs and then we cut up some blueberries into REALLY small pieces. I must say, Nolan doesn't have a true want to grow up. He will put anything and everything in his mouth that isn't human food but when he picks up actual food he just stares at it and then drops it. We have some bananas to try, I'm hoping that will show him that human food is GREAT!
We are going to Maine in a couple of weeks. That is...if I don't have a mental break down/anxiety attack the size of Texas before then. I'm extremely stressed over this visit to Maine. I developed a fear of flying a few years ago. Most people would say that 9/11 gave them a fear of flying or a traumatic personal experience. Nope. Not me! I've always LOVED flying. Now...I'm sure it's the last time I'll see anyone alive and I'm scared to death for my son and me now. Not to mention the extra stress of bag fees, taking baby stuff, having a 9 month old sit on our lap (yeah right...I don't see that happening), buying all new things once we get there, the airplane losing our luggage, my big baby items being damaged in the cargo area, lay overs, and the list goes on. I'll just go ahead and apologize to Dennis now because I am being the most difficult person about this trip, but seriously...my sanity is on the line here.
The only other big thing going on is the fact that I'm going back to school to get my masters this Fall. I can't wait! I was offered a great deal (free and only one day a week) from the main college in Central Florida and I can't turn it down. I'm going to be insanely busy for the next three years of my life but I am so happy to be able to further my education and open up entirely new possibilities for employment. Yay!!
Finally...Nolan's newest friend was born Sunday night, Alexander Benjamin! One of my closest friends here just had her baby boy and soon they will be moving closer to our neighborhood and the boys may even go to school together one day. :) Okay...I may be getting ahead of myself but I'm all about Nolan being happy yah know. We went to the hospital last night to see baby Alex and I really don't remember Nolan EVER being that small. Even though Nolan did weigh less and wasn't as long I'm sure he was never that tiny. My how the time flies... :( The hospital made Nolan stay out in the waiting room because of the damn Swine Flu (STILL?) but they got to see each other through the window.
We have been doing so many things, Nolan is getting more mobile and active and I LOVE IT! He hasn't crawled yet but he can scoot around and stretch to get things. We started feeding him small bits on actual human food. He's tried the Gerber puffs and then we cut up some blueberries into REALLY small pieces. I must say, Nolan doesn't have a true want to grow up. He will put anything and everything in his mouth that isn't human food but when he picks up actual food he just stares at it and then drops it. We have some bananas to try, I'm hoping that will show him that human food is GREAT!
We are going to Maine in a couple of weeks. That is...if I don't have a mental break down/anxiety attack the size of Texas before then. I'm extremely stressed over this visit to Maine. I developed a fear of flying a few years ago. Most people would say that 9/11 gave them a fear of flying or a traumatic personal experience. Nope. Not me! I've always LOVED flying. Now...I'm sure it's the last time I'll see anyone alive and I'm scared to death for my son and me now. Not to mention the extra stress of bag fees, taking baby stuff, having a 9 month old sit on our lap (yeah right...I don't see that happening), buying all new things once we get there, the airplane losing our luggage, my big baby items being damaged in the cargo area, lay overs, and the list goes on. I'll just go ahead and apologize to Dennis now because I am being the most difficult person about this trip, but seriously...my sanity is on the line here.
The only other big thing going on is the fact that I'm going back to school to get my masters this Fall. I can't wait! I was offered a great deal (free and only one day a week) from the main college in Central Florida and I can't turn it down. I'm going to be insanely busy for the next three years of my life but I am so happy to be able to further my education and open up entirely new possibilities for employment. Yay!!
Finally...Nolan's newest friend was born Sunday night, Alexander Benjamin! One of my closest friends here just had her baby boy and soon they will be moving closer to our neighborhood and the boys may even go to school together one day. :) Okay...I may be getting ahead of myself but I'm all about Nolan being happy yah know. We went to the hospital last night to see baby Alex and I really don't remember Nolan EVER being that small. Even though Nolan did weigh less and wasn't as long I'm sure he was never that tiny. My how the time flies... :( The hospital made Nolan stay out in the waiting room because of the damn Swine Flu (STILL?) but they got to see each other through the window.
Nolan and Alex
Here's some more pictures that I need to get up....
We LOVE bath time <3
Ssss...
Yogi always joins in on the bath time and even sometimes puts his worm in the bath tub, maybe his toy needs to be washed?
-ST PATTY'S DAY-
Nolan and his "wubby"
MUAH
good ol' thumb
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