I've been catching up on some much needed mending. Nothing exciting, just some pant hems, replacing lost buttons, sewing up the occasional stuffy. I thought I had got it all done last night until today when Michael brought me his "Tiggie Wiggie". It's an old stuffy that he has been sleeping with for years. The poor beast has lost an eye and a few months ago Daniel took all the stuffing out of it's head. I was just hoping that we could toss it, no such luck. Michael now hides it up on his bunk bed and I barley ever see the thing.
After handing it to me I was quite surprised to see it's current condition. Let me tell you, is it stuffed and Michael is so proud on how good it feels. He is excited to have a button sewn on so it has two eyes again. When I asked him were he got the stuffing from Michael told me he found it under his bed. I knew that this had to be a tall tail as I threw out the mess of stuffy guts after Daniel got to it.
I didn't think to much of it until I went in his room to say prayers and kiss him goodnight.
The corner of Michael's pillow has a huge hole chewed out of the corner and it surprisingly is missing some of its fluff. Needless to say, he felt bad for lying and his parents have enjoyed a good laugh.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Monkey Business
Here we are under the three week mark until I can finally have this baby in my arms. I was so scared in the beginning and now everyday that he's "baking" I ache to have him here. I can't wait to have him in my arms safe, and where his doctors can rule out the bad and hopefully leave us with some good news.
Last Saturday Becca and I were playing with him when he turned himself around. It was painful but fun to share this with my daughter. She was laughing so hard that I didn't have time to really feel the effects of this monkey. However, I am sure that he used his feet against my "ahem" to launch this acrobatic maneuver.
My ultrasound this week went just as planned. He is hanging in there and still looks stable. I still have to go back every week and it helps my sanity to know he's okay. The amniotic fluid is holding so hopefully that won't be a problem again.
I had them take a look this week to make sure he hasn't wrapped himself in the umbilical cord. I haven't been able to sleep since Sunday when it dawned on me that he may be strangling himself will all this turning he's been doing. Lucky for him it doesn't seem to be around his neck.
He was able to out smart three techs and a doctor and wouldn't hold still long enough for them to get one of the heart measurements. I am sure that he has figured out the program and now just waits for them to start taking a good look at this ticker. It's kind of funny except the more he moves the harder the techs look. This means more time laying flat, more time they're pressing and pushing on my belly. The last two weeks I have had to take Tylenol just to get the muscle pain under control.
Last Saturday Becca and I were playing with him when he turned himself around. It was painful but fun to share this with my daughter. She was laughing so hard that I didn't have time to really feel the effects of this monkey. However, I am sure that he used his feet against my "ahem" to launch this acrobatic maneuver.
My ultrasound this week went just as planned. He is hanging in there and still looks stable. I still have to go back every week and it helps my sanity to know he's okay. The amniotic fluid is holding so hopefully that won't be a problem again.
I had them take a look this week to make sure he hasn't wrapped himself in the umbilical cord. I haven't been able to sleep since Sunday when it dawned on me that he may be strangling himself will all this turning he's been doing. Lucky for him it doesn't seem to be around his neck.
He was able to out smart three techs and a doctor and wouldn't hold still long enough for them to get one of the heart measurements. I am sure that he has figured out the program and now just waits for them to start taking a good look at this ticker. It's kind of funny except the more he moves the harder the techs look. This means more time laying flat, more time they're pressing and pushing on my belly. The last two weeks I have had to take Tylenol just to get the muscle pain under control.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Two Angels
I had two angels come and watch my kids today. They are two young girls from my church who came and gave service to our family. They probably don't know just how much their little act of kindness meant, but knowing that I didn't have to burden the same people again this week was a blessing. They brought a race track for hot wheels and coloring pages. They fed them lunch and cleaned up the dishes afterward. They vacuumed up the crumbs left on the floor and took the kids into the backyard to play. They changed Daniel after he decided to climb into the splash pool with this clothes on. They were fun...they were my angels for the day.
Sit...now stay!
Another ultrasound has passed and with that, so has our little Monkey. Yes, that's what I call him. He is a little monkey and sometime since last week he has turned his little butt around and is now breech again. He must have done it the other night when he woke me up doing what I thought was harmless wiggling. I'm sure that he heard my OB last week comment on how he was just perfect with his position for his age. Head down and lowered into the pelvis. This little guy marches to the beat of his own drum and is now laying on his back looking out at the world. Getting a little sun maybe, who really knows what is going on in that little monkey brain of his. (The jokes on him, he's coming via c-section anyway. hehehe)
Everything looks good and again the doctor is very happy with how well this little one is liking life on the inside. He passed all the little tests and gave them a run for their money when it came to one of the heart tests. Just as the techs got close enough to the valve he would move causing them to search out it out again. Two techs later the doctor came in and was able to get it just after he said, "I think baby is telling us he's had enough." It was like the baby knew he was off the hook and stopped moving.
The amniotic fluid was up a bit today so the little one gets to stay put a little while longer, which is just fine with me. I am hot and miserable but he is safer on the "inside" for now.
Everything looks good and again the doctor is very happy with how well this little one is liking life on the inside. He passed all the little tests and gave them a run for their money when it came to one of the heart tests. Just as the techs got close enough to the valve he would move causing them to search out it out again. Two techs later the doctor came in and was able to get it just after he said, "I think baby is telling us he's had enough." It was like the baby knew he was off the hook and stopped moving.
The amniotic fluid was up a bit today so the little one gets to stay put a little while longer, which is just fine with me. I am hot and miserable but he is safer on the "inside" for now.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Oh baby, I'm HOT!
I am currently in the process of trying to figure out how I can tape bags of ice under my clothes so that I can go to church without feeling like passing out. (Nice image right??) This heat has just about done me in and summer is only half way done. Being pregnant hasn't helped much but really I did the whole summer with Daniel and I don't remember feeling this yucky. Maybe that's just the thing, I don't remember.
I have enjoyed having the kids home and not running on a schedule. Michael still has his Taekwondo class during the summer but I really don't mind. It gives me an excuse not to cook some nights. ;) They have had a good time playing outside and playing in their splash pool. I am planning on taking the kids to a movie this week. Give us some time out of the house doing something fun for a change. Most time if we leave it's to run errands or go to a doctors appointment.
They baby is coming along. Initially there was no reason to take the baby early as long as he didn't show any signs of heart failure. I have been every two weeks for a complete ultrasound the past little while but they have now asked me to come every week. Not cause the heart is giving him trouble, but he is running low on amniotic fluid. If it gets any lower they are taking this little guy out. So really any day now he could be coming into this world and our really hectic life will begin. I am 34 weeks and not thrilled about the idea of having him come early. As hot as hotel mommy is, he needs to stay put. So I continue to pray that everything will come to pass as Heavenly Father sees fit.
As I was leaving the clinic the other day I could help but listen to a couple in the elevator talking about their good news. Their baby was healthy, their prayers had been answered.
There it was; the little angry voice inside me that rears it's ugly head once in a while. "Why not my prayers, where are my miracles?" I know the answer. I don't need to question, I have been blessed and will continue to be blessed. He hears and has answered my prayers. They just can't be the way I would like them to be. I would like my son to be born without all these problems and questions. I would like to know that he won't be assigned a syndrome or a genetic condition. What will be, will be. He is my son, mine to raise and watch over. For that I am grateful and can't wait for this family to be complete. I can't wait for my kids to meet their little brother who will need all the love and kisses they can give. I can't wait to see my husband take a nap with our new little man. I can't wait for first smiles, first coos, and all the other firsts.
I have enjoyed having the kids home and not running on a schedule. Michael still has his Taekwondo class during the summer but I really don't mind. It gives me an excuse not to cook some nights. ;) They have had a good time playing outside and playing in their splash pool. I am planning on taking the kids to a movie this week. Give us some time out of the house doing something fun for a change. Most time if we leave it's to run errands or go to a doctors appointment.
They baby is coming along. Initially there was no reason to take the baby early as long as he didn't show any signs of heart failure. I have been every two weeks for a complete ultrasound the past little while but they have now asked me to come every week. Not cause the heart is giving him trouble, but he is running low on amniotic fluid. If it gets any lower they are taking this little guy out. So really any day now he could be coming into this world and our really hectic life will begin. I am 34 weeks and not thrilled about the idea of having him come early. As hot as hotel mommy is, he needs to stay put. So I continue to pray that everything will come to pass as Heavenly Father sees fit.
As I was leaving the clinic the other day I could help but listen to a couple in the elevator talking about their good news. Their baby was healthy, their prayers had been answered.
There it was; the little angry voice inside me that rears it's ugly head once in a while. "Why not my prayers, where are my miracles?" I know the answer. I don't need to question, I have been blessed and will continue to be blessed. He hears and has answered my prayers. They just can't be the way I would like them to be. I would like my son to be born without all these problems and questions. I would like to know that he won't be assigned a syndrome or a genetic condition. What will be, will be. He is my son, mine to raise and watch over. For that I am grateful and can't wait for this family to be complete. I can't wait for my kids to meet their little brother who will need all the love and kisses they can give. I can't wait to see my husband take a nap with our new little man. I can't wait for first smiles, first coos, and all the other firsts.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
My bags are packed...
Well not my bags but I did do the packing. I dropped my sweet little girl off at her Aunties house today to be taken up to Edmonton to see the Jonas Brothers in concert tonight. Her Grandpa bought all of his little granddaughter's a ticket to see them and my sister was the lucky one chosen to be the parent to take all 7 kids by herself. Afterwards Rebecca will be heading out to the trailer with her Grandparents for a few days. It is pitiful how much crying I have done today. I can't believe that my little girl is going to her first concert and that she will be away from my until Sunday. I can't wait to talk to her tonight and hear all about the concert. She has floor tickets so I'm hoping she won't get trampled!
My boys have been fighting over the one and only Bumblebee transformer in the the house. We have others but they are not the same as Bumblebee. So last night after listening to a week of crying I bought Daniel his very own. The peace that over swept the house was amazing. Both boys are content and they have spent the day playing together without fighting. It has been the best $14 I have spent in a long time.
Our ultrasound went well earlier this week. Our little gift is happy as a clam and still is scoring high on the apgar test. He is showing no signs of heart failure and his heart is still going strong. I got to see his sweet little face, he did have his hands in the way but he was kind enough to move them a bit so we could see part of his cleft. He is weighing about 4.5 lbs and looks good. I am anticipating his birth so that we can iron out the remaining questions surrounding his health. I still continually pray/beg for miracles. I'm not being greedy. I know that some of his problems won't magically disappear but I am hoping that they well be better that what they predict.
I saw my doctor today and I am doing well. They seem to be surprised that my blood pressure is creeping up. It seems like a no brainer to me. My kids are out of school, my little girl just left me for a few days, the baby we're expecting is sick, our vacuum broke, our dryer broke, our brakes in the car need to be done, it's hot... I could go on and on. I think I deserve a little high blood pressure. (Oh, and its not that bad. 128/89)
My boys have been fighting over the one and only Bumblebee transformer in the the house. We have others but they are not the same as Bumblebee. So last night after listening to a week of crying I bought Daniel his very own. The peace that over swept the house was amazing. Both boys are content and they have spent the day playing together without fighting. It has been the best $14 I have spent in a long time.
Our ultrasound went well earlier this week. Our little gift is happy as a clam and still is scoring high on the apgar test. He is showing no signs of heart failure and his heart is still going strong. I got to see his sweet little face, he did have his hands in the way but he was kind enough to move them a bit so we could see part of his cleft. He is weighing about 4.5 lbs and looks good. I am anticipating his birth so that we can iron out the remaining questions surrounding his health. I still continually pray/beg for miracles. I'm not being greedy. I know that some of his problems won't magically disappear but I am hoping that they well be better that what they predict.
I saw my doctor today and I am doing well. They seem to be surprised that my blood pressure is creeping up. It seems like a no brainer to me. My kids are out of school, my little girl just left me for a few days, the baby we're expecting is sick, our vacuum broke, our dryer broke, our brakes in the car need to be done, it's hot... I could go on and on. I think I deserve a little high blood pressure. (Oh, and its not that bad. 128/89)
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