Our Adventure called Life

So the pictures that accompany this posting have nothing to do with the content.  As you read on, you will understand why.  But, I couldn't resist posting a few shots of one of the loves of my life. Getting dressed post pregnancy is depressing.  Shirts are tight and pants don't zip.  Socks are about the only item of clothing that still fit.  However, leaving the house in socks only is clearly not an option.  Yesterday we had a funeral to attend.  I put on a black dress that fit.  It practically fit like it did pre-pregnancy which immediately meant I was wearing this dress!  As we ventured out of the house and arrived at the cemetery, Baby P decided it was time to eat.  It was only then I realized that there was not an access route for P to get to his food. The only way for this baby to eat was for this dress to come off.  Completely off.  Clearly, I am a novice at dressing for breastfeeding. Since...

My happy little glow worm Happy 1 month birthday Paisley!!  This past month has been the quickest month out of the past 9, funny how that works!  So our little P monster has been growing and changing on a daily basis.  His stats at birth : 6lbs. 5.9oz 19 inches long His stats at 1 month : 8lbs. 12oz 21 inches long  My one month old (complete with Buddah belly)!  He continues to be exclusively breastfed which you can tell by his weight gain is working out quite nicely.  During the night he typically goes down between 9-10pm.  He will wake us between 1-2am to eat and again between 4-5am.  Then he sleeps until 8ish.  It appears he currently favors his Momma but that's probably because I'm his source of food.  Here are a few of his other favorite things; -Having Mom or Dad sing to him -His musical frog -His Neptune play mat -Having his bottom patted while being rocked -Bath time -Riding in the car -Staring at ...

The days that followed P's birth were a peaceful whirlwind of activity.  After 24 hours, I was allowed to move from my hospital bed into the queen size bed with my husband.  I will forever be amazed that this sweet husband of mine slept for 36 nights on an air mattress at the foot of my hospital bed.  Not once did he complain or mention going home and sleeping in our bed.  I think it's safe to say my husband loves me. My incision healed nicely but hurt like crazy when I would get up from laying down.  P stayed in our room 90% of the time, only leaving when the nursery needed to take vitals or his Dr. was making her rounds.  Holding him in my arms made time stand still.  I could not drink in his features quick enough.  Each sound he made would melt my heart.  Every time he would wrinkle his forehead and stretch I wanted to squeeze him close and never let go.  I was amazed.  And sleep deprived.  During the night, e...

Ready or not...here he comes! As Dr. Schroeder predicted, around midnight my nurses Heather and Tara showed up to start my IV. Surprisingly, Scott and I had managed to get a little sleep prior to that. At this time I have had the needle in place in my wrist for about a week. This is the first time it has actually been hooked up to a drip bag. I also watched them throw away my cup of water. It’s amazing how when you can’t have anything to drink, you suddenly feel like you've been walking in the desert for days. I was able to fall back asleep once they got me drip bag hooked up. At 2 A.M. they returned to put me on the monitor and watch how baby was doing. I stayed awake for the entire hour watching and listening to the monitor. As much as I’ve disliked being hooked up to the monitor everyday for “x” amount of hours, I have enjoyed every second of hearing Paisley’s heartbeat. As I watched it for the final hour, I thought to myself this would be the last night I would be on the...

 Monitor time with one of my favorites!! As Scott got ready for work, it was hard not to notice the excitement and nervous energy in the room. This was our last “normal” day as we knew it. As 7:30 rolled around, I pointed out to Scott that within 24 hrs. we would have our baby. As he headed off to work, I began my day as I had the previous 6 weeks. My nurse showed up around 8 to take vitals and put me on the monitor. I ordered my breakfast of fruit loops with skim milk, pears, and apple juice. My Dr. came in for our daily chat and excitement was all over her face. After taking care of us, worrying about us, and praying for us (she told me the day before she had added our family to her prayer list), she was as excited to deliver this baby as we were. Having Dr. Schroeder in our lives has been miraculous. She is caring and compassionate and everything one could hope for in a Dr. She pulled up a chair and sat next to my bed, explaining everything that would happen tomorrow at 7:3...

 Image courtesy of Google This blog is as much a place for information for family and friends as it is a reminder to Scott and I of the places we’ve been and the experiences we’ve had. This pregnancy hasn’t been easy. There have been moments that have downright sucked, but after every dark night came a bright morning. My timeline below may be a week or so off, but I want to remember and to always be thankful for all that we have been through to get to where we are now. The beginning of this pregnancy was a cake walk. My cravings were easy to satisfy and I never got sick. At our first ultrasound we saw our little gummy bear. The heartbeat was perfect and all was well. My Dr. said she didn’t see anything that caused concern, but due to our history if we wanted a follow-up 4D ultrasound with a specialist just to ease our fears, she would make it happen. We jumped at the chance. While doing the 4D ultrasound there was an obvious black hole appearing in my uterus. The tech brought ...

What -A Dance Party Where -P's Womb (my uterus) When -Every night Time -4AM until ?? I'm worried that baby P may come out with glow-sticks in hand as it feels like I have a little raver in here.