So here I am in CoeurdAlene, living with The Mans parents and dying because their computer is a dinosaur! ;-) They have dail up and at 5 minutes per page load..it tends to drive one crazy. Needless to say I have not been blogging. Only essential things are checked..basically email and beyond that I don't have the patients!
So now I am at my parents house ( both sets of in-laws live in the same town..fun yet frustrating) and now I have a minute, and a faster connection, to blog about the happenings of the last week.
Nothing has been going on. I swear! Its like time has stood still. I feel like this week was from the twilight zone. It just drug on with us doing nothing but hanging around missing The Man. He did not come with us. He satyed behind to finish working for the last month before school starts. It really sucks. I hate being away from him and now with a brand new baby making it three kids, I am having a hard time. Don't get me wrong, his parents are great and extemely helpful, but it just isn't the same as having us all together. The kids really miss him to. Little girl cries for him every night at bedtime and The Boy askes every day how long it is until dad gets here. It can get a little depressing. And I miss my friends!! Its hard to go from a social life to a hermits life! ;-)
But enough of that. We are actually doing good. Infant girl is getting bigger and bigger and chunkier every day and is getting on somewhat of a night schedual. I go to bed at 10:00 every night, which I NEVER did before, so I am getting adequet sleep. And its nice to be close to family again. There is a fun little water park here we go to ( Little girl has yet to actually get wet..other than her toe..) and all in all we are adjusting. We can't wait to get on with school and into our own place and back to gether as a family.
Hopefully I can get on here a little more often and keep you all up to date. I miss all of you!
Jul 24, 2008
Jul 13, 2008
Moving
So its is Strep A. Man, I knew it had to be something. This is the worst sore throat I have ever had. It feels like I have two huge cotton balls stuffed in the back of my throat, cutting off my air supply! That along with not being able to swallow my own spit without crying..let alone any food, have made it a crappy last week. I went to the doctor finally and got on my poison, I mean penicillin, so now its feeling a whole lot better. Its now more like a normal really bad sore throat as opposed to wanting to rip out my entire neck.
On a different note, we are moving, in about two days. Oh my goodness I want to scream. I haven't even started packing. The Man's parents are here to help us, bless their hearts, so I am not going completely insane. But close.
My husband does this to me every time. When The Boy was 10 days old we moved. When Little girl was four months..we moved. And now that Baby Girl is two weeks old...we're moving. Its like a curse. If we decide to have a fourth ( start the hair ripping now..) it will probably be about the time he is done with his pre-req's and we will have to move again to dental school somewhere in this vast country. So we will move again with an infant. That's just our life I guess. ;-)
I am actually very excited to go this time. We will be closer to family, its a little town not a big city and we have lived there before so I know all about it. Not to mention that I was born there and the doctor who delivered me is also the pediatrician my children will be going to. Pretty cool huh? And yes, he remembers me and my parents. Its the small excitements in life that keep us going, right? ;-)
So folks, if you don't hear from me for a while, fear not, I will be back soon. Hopefully with lots of funny moving stories that I can look back on fondly and laugh about. Um..yeah..right.
On a different note, we are moving, in about two days. Oh my goodness I want to scream. I haven't even started packing. The Man's parents are here to help us, bless their hearts, so I am not going completely insane. But close.
My husband does this to me every time. When The Boy was 10 days old we moved. When Little girl was four months..we moved. And now that Baby Girl is two weeks old...we're moving. Its like a curse. If we decide to have a fourth ( start the hair ripping now..) it will probably be about the time he is done with his pre-req's and we will have to move again to dental school somewhere in this vast country. So we will move again with an infant. That's just our life I guess. ;-)
I am actually very excited to go this time. We will be closer to family, its a little town not a big city and we have lived there before so I know all about it. Not to mention that I was born there and the doctor who delivered me is also the pediatrician my children will be going to. Pretty cool huh? And yes, he remembers me and my parents. Its the small excitements in life that keep us going, right? ;-)
So folks, if you don't hear from me for a while, fear not, I will be back soon. Hopefully with lots of funny moving stories that I can look back on fondly and laugh about. Um..yeah..right.
Jul 10, 2008
The best weight loss program ever!
So in the last two weeks I have lost 25 lbs!! Granted 7 of that was lyla..and I was told at least seven of that was water I had retained ( hee hee) but still, Im feelin pretty good. Other than the fact that I have the flu and strep throat. yeah..it sucks. I am trying so hard not to spread it around, but how can I not love on my babies and I have to hold and feed the infant girl! So I just try and hold my breath. ;-)
In other news my mommy came down for a week and took care of me. I love that lady. She is the best. She cleaned my whole house, did all of my laundry ( if she did nothing else but that the whole week, I still would have been in heaven. Laundry..the bane of my existance..) and cooked me food. I was basically waited on hand and foot and I am feeling a little spoiled. Thanks to her I got caught up on my sleep and my children were loved and looked after. Thanks mom, I miss you!
And The Man has been great as well. He loves this little girl and stays up with me in the night. He rocks her when I need break and yesterday he cleaned up the table after dinner and did the dishes. I almost fainted! He is the best and I love him!
In other news my mommy came down for a week and took care of me. I love that lady. She is the best. She cleaned my whole house, did all of my laundry ( if she did nothing else but that the whole week, I still would have been in heaven. Laundry..the bane of my existance..) and cooked me food. I was basically waited on hand and foot and I am feeling a little spoiled. Thanks to her I got caught up on my sleep and my children were loved and looked after. Thanks mom, I miss you!
And The Man has been great as well. He loves this little girl and stays up with me in the night. He rocks her when I need break and yesterday he cleaned up the table after dinner and did the dishes. I almost fainted! He is the best and I love him!
Jul 1, 2008
Finally..she's here!
Has it already been four weeks? I can't believe I had gone that long without posting. Well, I actually can..but I didn't realize it had been almost a month!
I am no longer pregnant!! YEAH! I can't even begin to describe how much better I feel. Here is the whole account of how Lyla Avery Brown came into this world.
So I think the real reason I didn't post anything was because the last month of my pregnancy I developed a little thing called gestational hypertension. In other words..really high blood pressure. This along with pitting edema ( lovely..you saw those huge feet!) ultimately put me on bed rest. I was told to lay around all day with my feet up higher than my heart and just hang out. Well, Ashleigh wasn't a very good listener (I really tried..I swear!) and at my last doctors appointment on Friday June 27th I had gained 7 lbs..all of it water and my blood pressure was..dun dun da da...158/102. How do like them apples? The doctor didn't at all and he told me that he thought I should be induced right then an there or I was going to have a stroke.
I had heard so many horror stories of that wonderful drug called pitocin that I almost cried. The Man and I talked it out and decided that it was probably better to not take the chance that I might die over the weekend..so we headed over to the hospital. We had Little Girl with us and she was so happy to be there. The nurses were in love with her and she really wanted to stay with me, but that was not an option, so after I had gotten into my lovely gown and was all hooked up to my IV, The man took her to get The Boy and take them to our friends house for the night. This was at about 2:30 in the afternoon. So I was all alone in the hospital, waiting patiently for my horrible contractions to set in. It was actually really nice..all quiet and alone. I got to watch whatever I wanted on tv! The man kept calling to make sure I hadn't started without him. ( I am kind of a rocket..once I start... it goes fast!) The doctor came in and broke my water at around 3:15 or so and contractions started around 4:00. I was still by myself. My nurse was so great though, very friendly and explained everything. She made me feel a lot less scared about being induced ( never had been before) and asked me very kindly if I could have the baby before seven. She was going home then and wanted to end her three day shift with on a happy note! ;-) I told her I would try really hard. hee hee hee.
The Man got back around 4:45 and was there to talk to me and take my mind off of the pain. It wasn't as bad as I thought and around 5:30 or so my contractions were one on top of another and were hurting pretty bad, so they turned off the pitocin and let my body take over. I asked for a little something to take the edge off of the pain and it made me loopy and giddy. It was great. The Man kept telling everyone how fast my labors were, but no one really believed him. I was ready to push around 6:30 and she was here at 6:39. ( if anyone is keeping track..I kept my promise to my nurse! ) ;-)I think I pushed three times..or so The Man says..I wasn't really paying attention. I was just wanting it over. It hurts!!
When they handed her to me I was still a little loopy, I was cognitive..but really tired. I remember thinking she was so beautiful..but so quiet. She wasn't crying. She wasn't doing anything. I feel like I said " she isn't crying..is she ok?" about a hundred times before they took her over and stared manually breathing for her with a mask. The Man said they gave her chest compressions too. I couldn't see because I was stuck in the bed and so many people were all around her. I remember being scared and praying that she would be alright..I don't think I could have handled it it if she had died. The Man and I made eye contact at one point and he smiled at me, I could hear her finally crying underneath that stupid breathing mask. I was sooo relieved!
They had decided that she had gotten some of the drugs that I had taken into her system and it made her really lethargic.( um..talk about mom guilt!) They had to give her another drug to counteract the first one and it was all one big mess. I got to hold her for about five minutes and they took her to the NICU.
I had earlier tested positive for group B strep, so with that on top of everything else, she had to stay in the hospital under observation for 48 hours to make sure everything was ok and there was no infection. I was there from 2:00 Friday afternoon, until Monday morning around 11:00. I was absolutely crazy by the end. But she is doing great now and is so beautiful. The kids absolutely love her and my mommy is here now taking care of me. Life is wonderful and I am amazed everyday at how much I have been blessed. I am also sooooo happy to be done being pregnant and my feet have shrunk considerably! ;-)
Here are some pics of Lyla Avery Brown for your viewing enjoyment!
Born June 27th 2008
6:39 PM
7lbs 7oz
19.5 inches
I am no longer pregnant!! YEAH! I can't even begin to describe how much better I feel. Here is the whole account of how Lyla Avery Brown came into this world.
So I think the real reason I didn't post anything was because the last month of my pregnancy I developed a little thing called gestational hypertension. In other words..really high blood pressure. This along with pitting edema ( lovely..you saw those huge feet!) ultimately put me on bed rest. I was told to lay around all day with my feet up higher than my heart and just hang out. Well, Ashleigh wasn't a very good listener (I really tried..I swear!) and at my last doctors appointment on Friday June 27th I had gained 7 lbs..all of it water and my blood pressure was..dun dun da da...158/102. How do like them apples? The doctor didn't at all and he told me that he thought I should be induced right then an there or I was going to have a stroke.
I had heard so many horror stories of that wonderful drug called pitocin that I almost cried. The Man and I talked it out and decided that it was probably better to not take the chance that I might die over the weekend..so we headed over to the hospital. We had Little Girl with us and she was so happy to be there. The nurses were in love with her and she really wanted to stay with me, but that was not an option, so after I had gotten into my lovely gown and was all hooked up to my IV, The man took her to get The Boy and take them to our friends house for the night. This was at about 2:30 in the afternoon. So I was all alone in the hospital, waiting patiently for my horrible contractions to set in. It was actually really nice..all quiet and alone. I got to watch whatever I wanted on tv! The man kept calling to make sure I hadn't started without him. ( I am kind of a rocket..once I start... it goes fast!) The doctor came in and broke my water at around 3:15 or so and contractions started around 4:00. I was still by myself. My nurse was so great though, very friendly and explained everything. She made me feel a lot less scared about being induced ( never had been before) and asked me very kindly if I could have the baby before seven. She was going home then and wanted to end her three day shift with on a happy note! ;-) I told her I would try really hard. hee hee hee.
The Man got back around 4:45 and was there to talk to me and take my mind off of the pain. It wasn't as bad as I thought and around 5:30 or so my contractions were one on top of another and were hurting pretty bad, so they turned off the pitocin and let my body take over. I asked for a little something to take the edge off of the pain and it made me loopy and giddy. It was great. The Man kept telling everyone how fast my labors were, but no one really believed him. I was ready to push around 6:30 and she was here at 6:39. ( if anyone is keeping track..I kept my promise to my nurse! ) ;-)I think I pushed three times..or so The Man says..I wasn't really paying attention. I was just wanting it over. It hurts!!
When they handed her to me I was still a little loopy, I was cognitive..but really tired. I remember thinking she was so beautiful..but so quiet. She wasn't crying. She wasn't doing anything. I feel like I said " she isn't crying..is she ok?" about a hundred times before they took her over and stared manually breathing for her with a mask. The Man said they gave her chest compressions too. I couldn't see because I was stuck in the bed and so many people were all around her. I remember being scared and praying that she would be alright..I don't think I could have handled it it if she had died. The Man and I made eye contact at one point and he smiled at me, I could hear her finally crying underneath that stupid breathing mask. I was sooo relieved!
They had decided that she had gotten some of the drugs that I had taken into her system and it made her really lethargic.( um..talk about mom guilt!) They had to give her another drug to counteract the first one and it was all one big mess. I got to hold her for about five minutes and they took her to the NICU.
I had earlier tested positive for group B strep, so with that on top of everything else, she had to stay in the hospital under observation for 48 hours to make sure everything was ok and there was no infection. I was there from 2:00 Friday afternoon, until Monday morning around 11:00. I was absolutely crazy by the end. But she is doing great now and is so beautiful. The kids absolutely love her and my mommy is here now taking care of me. Life is wonderful and I am amazed everyday at how much I have been blessed. I am also sooooo happy to be done being pregnant and my feet have shrunk considerably! ;-)
Here are some pics of Lyla Avery Brown for your viewing enjoyment!
Born June 27th 2008
6:39 PM
7lbs 7oz
19.5 inches
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