Thursday, May 10, 2012

to my little Henry

I feel bad that I'm obviously playing to type here and not posting as much about my second pregnancy with Henry.  Truth is I don't have a lot of time these days what with 2 jobs, a toddler, a husband in college, and a side business.  just not enough hours in the day it seems, or rather too many of them wasted at my job.  If I didn't have to work for a living I would certainly have more time to do all the other things that I needed to do but oh well that's life.

So Henry, you are a little kicker and your big.  I'm currently at 26 weeks with you and your actually measuring around 30 weeks big.  You like to kick and flop around and punch Mommy pretty much through out the day and night.  Your big brother is eagerly anticipating your arrival, at least as much as he can since I don't know how much he realizes what is actually going to happen when you show up.  But he knows he's going to be a big brother, and he keeps asking me to read him the "I'm a Big Brother" book.  the other day David kissed my belly where you are and then proceeded to beat his hands on it, but still the sweetness was there.  I think that you and David are going to be great friends and wonderful brothers.

The cravings that I have mostly are for crab, which makes me think you are really going to like eating crab...and who knows maybe you will come so early that your born a Crab, like your Mommy and Daddy are.  Daddy is eagerly awaiting your arrival too and we're all looking forward to you joining our lives.  Until you come out though mommy will keep you safe and warm inside her and I'll just have to put up with the kicking ;D.

Love Mommy

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Talking and smiles

Dear Sweet Sugar Boy,

Ducky and I took you to get your picture taken with Santa last night. you were a little squirmy, but eventually we got you to smile. But as we were waiting in line Ducky asked if you still smiled when I did Johnny Cash. Johnny Cash is a Country and Western superstar, I know as you get older you'll learn more about Johnny Cash, probably because I'll wind up telling you the story a million times over.

Anyway, when Johnny Cash would start his shows he would say in his low freight train like voice "Hello, my name is Johnny Cash". I started saying this to you one day when I was home for lunch. You cracked up laughing like it was the funniest thing you'd ever heard. Ever since then when I say "Hello, my name is Johnny Cash." You'll smile or laugh at me. It's the cutest thing.

Another note is that you have started to say some words. Mostly you say Yeah, and Yay! You like those words the most. I love you so much sweet boy. Take care and Merry Christmas!


Tuesday, December 13, 2011

A Big Brother

My Sweet Sugar Boy,

Well Mommy and Daddy found out this week that your going to be a big brother. Mommy is going to have another baby in 9 months. Mommy is excited and nervous for you since I don't really have any experience with siblings being an only child myself. But I know you will be fine with it, like most things. You are such an angel and Mommy loves you so much. Almost every thought I have is of you. I want to make sure you always know how special you are to me and how much I love you.

On another note, you got your first pair of big boy shoes yesterday and you were walking outside. Your still a little unsure of yourself but you are getting much better in the shoes. You look so handsome in everything but now you really look like a little man. you also rode your first carosel last night on a big choo choo train. You had so much you didn't want to stop going. That's the news for now. I love you my sweet boy!


Thursday, December 8, 2011

A whole year!

To my sweet Sugar Boy,

I'm so sorry that I haven't written in so long, but you have been keeping Mommy very busy! You are a year old now and walking. You took your first unassisted steps around mid October, and then only did it once or twice between then and when you took off. It was the day after your birthday and Ducky and I were in the study with you looking at the Christmas tree and you just started walking, and you have been going an going ever since. We still carry you some places of course, and we haven't found good shoes for you yet so you haven't walked outside, or in shoes yet, but you are all over the place indoors. Last night I had to go shopping so we went to Macy's and Ducky came too and you were walking all over the misses section and accesories.

You are getting to be such a little man honey, you can say a few words, and you clap pretty much for everything these days. Your growing like a weed and mommy has a hard time keeping clothes that fit you. But the doctor says your right on schedule and doing great. You still love music and you are still a very happy and sweet little boy. Though you can be stubborn and you don't like to be told no. But mommy doesn't want you to hurt yourself so when I say no it's for the best.

Your first birthday party was great, you got lots of toys, including a red piano from Nana and Grandpa. Your friend Brantley was there with you, he's Miss Holly's son. Miss Holly watches you for mommy on Tuesday's, Wednesdays and Thursdays while mommy is at work. So you get to play with your buddy a lot. We had a Thomas the Train theme for you and Daddy, Ducky, and I did a puppet show for you!

Oh! And did I mention you have a cousin now? Aunt Katherine just gave birth to a baby girl, your cousin Kelsey. You and Kelsey are exactly one year and one week apart in age. You are the first born of the family though so you need to show her the ropes and watch out for her. Even though Aunt Kat lives all the way down south we are going to try to make sure you two are very close cousins.

What else....your eating solid foods now, and drinking whole milk, though we're trying to wean you off of formula. At about 8 months you stopped breast feeding. Your already a great traveler. You've been to Colorado, and Oklahoma, and Port Aransus. The beach trip may have been the best cause it was your first time at the beach and you loved it! Mommy lost her glasses in the ocean too cause she was busy watching you and Daddy and didn't notice a big wave behind her.

Everyday your changing and growing sweetie, and mommy is a little scared because your growing up so fast. Before I know it your going to be grown up and mommy will have to rely on these blogs and pictures to remember her sweet little boy. I love you with all my heart precious boy and I'll talk to you soon.


Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Let me tell you about yourself

To my sweet baby boy,

As the days of my pregnancy are now over I'm going to address these posts to you, my sweet David, in the hopes that you will read about yourself when your older. I know I always enjoyed reading and hearing the little things that my mom had written about me when I was younger, so I want you to have that as well.

You are such a joy! In my completely unbiased opinion you are the cutest little thing to ever live. It's funny how everyone thinks you look like your father, or your Ducky, or your grandpa, or your nana, though all those people know that it's really me that you look like. Your Dad even said last night that he doesn't know what people are seeing when they say you look like him because all he can see is me in you. He said you look like a mini male version of me.

You are almost 6 months old now. We've started you on solid foods, so far you are eating carrots and sweet potatoes. Next week we'll move you to yellow vegatables and then to green veggies, and after that we'll move you to fruits. You make these funny little faces when your eating, like your not sure what it is that's in your mouth. What's really funny though is when your having your bottle. You get so upset if we don't give your bottle right away, and if we take it away to burp you or to fix the nipple on the bottle you will cry and scream your head off. You've never gone without a meal and you've never been left wanting but you are a little used to getting your way. You pretty much have everyone wrapped around your little finger.

Your starting to scooch crawl now, and your definitely getting more mobile. I'm afraid we're going to have to start baby proofing the house now, cause I don't want baby to bonk his head on anything. I was able to put you in your exersaucer now and you just LOVE it! You can stand up in it if you want to or you can sit down and you can spin yourself around to all the toys that are there for you to play with on it. So you'll just entertain yourself for hours in that thing. You still love your quilt time too but I think the exersaucer is training your legs and your trunk muscles a little bit more.

You still sleep with me in the early morning hours, mostly because I have problems if I'm not sleeping with you and you and I love to take naps together when I've taken off of work. I usually can always get you to sleep. Though you don't like it when I leave you in the morning and it breaks my heart to go too. I know if Daddy had to hear it he would get the lead out on finding a better job so I could stay home with you more.

You love to stick everything in your mouth at this point, and you are so quick with getting Mommy's glasses off her face. You can do it so deaftly and then you stick them in your mouth and start sucking on my glasses. You have also taken to pulling hair which does hurt alot. You grab daddy's chest hair to pull yourself up and you grab the little hairs at the back of my neck when I'm holding you. But your so sweet and cute that even though you hurt us sometimes we still love you.

You are a very bright little boy, so alert and attentive and you love attention. Daddy is certain that you are an extrovert and that you are a people person like your mommy. I'm secretly hoping that's true, cause your my sweet boy and you and I have a very strong connection to each other. You are the world to me little one and I love you more then I thought I could ever love anything. When you smile, or laugh, or squeal at me I just melt everytime. I so want to hear you say Mommy. Well I need to go for now. I love you my sweet boy!


Friday, February 4, 2011

End of Maternity Leave

I was supposed to return to work today. Thankfully today turned into a snow day because I was not ready to go back. I cried several times yesterday because I thought that I would need to go in. Although work had a delayed opening, the roads were still icy at noon and I wasn't going to risk it after 3 months of being off.

These three months with my son have been wonderful, I never thought I could love something or someone as much, and as purely as I love my son. Of course I love my husband with all my heart, but there's something different about the love I have for my son. I've undergone a tremendous and monumental change now. I see the world through completely different eyes now. As John says, it's as though we've been traded to a different team - the parent team.

I got to have David's first Christmas and New Years with him. He was Christened in our church and in the Unity faith. We've done two theatre shows together. We've had hard nights together, and we've had wonderful nights and days together. He's rolled over for us, smiled at me with his heart melting smiles, cuddled with me as we slept together, and he has dealt with my endless kisses and hugs. For these reasons it will bother me more than him when I return to work on Monday.

For these reasons I know that I need to do everything I can to make myself and my life better. That means finding a job that I love, losing the weight I need to lose to be healthy, and supporting John to get a better job that supports all of us so that I can stay home with my children if I want to. It's hard for me to tolerate the thought of returning to work now, and if/when I have another child I know I definitely won't want to return and leave my son and other child at home.

Now begins the real work that I've put off for years, but I now have the motivation of my son to get me going, and keep me going until I reach my goal.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Labor and Delivery

It's taken me awhile to get to where I can write this out since now my sweet little David is here.

My contractions began on Thanksgiving day, occuring about every hour from 10 am in the morning till around midnight when I finally went to bed. John and I were able to have Thanksgiving dinner, and watch the last UT football game of the season. My mother came to spend the night, and we all headed off to bed at midnight. As soon as I went to bed however my contractions starting coming every 8 minutes or so. I kept John up to hold my hand and time out the contractions, until they finally got to be 5 minutes apart. Around 2:40 am we got our things together, woke up my mother, and headed off to the hospital. We called John's parents on the way there to let them know the show had started.

We got to the hospital about 3:10, and we were taken to a room where they checked to see my dialation and said that I was effaced 90% but still only dialated 1 cm. The hospital called my doctor who said to observe me till the morning. It was then they moved me to a delivery room and hooked me up to an IV and the other monitors. My contractions kept coming as back labor, which was pretty painful. But my birth plan stated that I was not to be given an epidural until 4 cm. So I kept having contractions all morning until the Doctor came in around 10 a and checked me that I was now at 4 cm.

The Anesthesiologist came in about 11 am and administered my epidural. After that I felt much better as the pain from the contractions had subsided, and I was finally able to take a nap once the pain had gone away. They checked me again around 3 pm or so to see that I was now dialated 9 cm, and we were almost there. I waited another hour and half for the doctor to pronouce that I was at 10 cm and it was time to start pushing.

With the help of John, my mother, David and Donna; I pushed as hard as I could for 2 1/2 hours. By that time when the baby still had not come, they called the doctor in again and she did an ultrasound on me to see that the baby was transverse. His little head was jammed up against my pelvic bone. The Doctor then told us that even if we managed to get the head out his shoulders would get stuck, so we needed to do a C-section to get me delivered. I continued having to push as they administered more drugs to me to kill the pain, and wheeled me into surgery. John dressed in scrubs and came with me.

Through all the drugs and hormones I was freezing the whole time, but all the doctors and nursing staff did everything they could to make me comfortable. I barely felt anything when they cut into get the baby out. The doctor said I had been doing some really good pushing and that if he had been in a good position to come out naturally I would have pushed him out well. He was so stuck that the nurse had to actually push him back up so they could get him out.

At 7:32 pm, my little baby boy was born. In writing this now I'm remembering everything that we went through together and now the tears have started to come. He was 8 lbs. 12 oz and 22 inches long. Once they had finished cleaning him up and doing all the measuring, John brought him over to me so I could see him. Then they took my little boy to the nursery and John stayed with me as they sewed me back up. Then I was wheeled into the recovery room. I was released from recovery about 3 hours later and taken to my post partum room where I finally got to hold my son.

Though I am not unbiased, in my opinion he is the sweetest baby ever born. I love him so much that it almost hurts me to be apart from him. I kiss and love on him so much that sometimes he fusses at me, almost like he's saying "Sheez Mom! Enough already". But I can't help it. He's so adorable and sweet and cute and soft, that I just can't stop myself. My life has been forever changed by this little miracle, and I will love him till the day I die.