Cankle Scar

So Eddie's favorite movie is Lion King this week and when he talks about it he says Cankle Scar instead of Uncle Scar.  It's just the greatest. I'm not sure why I think it so cute when kids say stuff wrong but I love it.  

Sick baby

Got up early for us on a Sunday and rushed to go to stake conference.  Dad wasn't feeling well so Mom came to pick me and Eddie up because Chad was out dove hunting with Brian.  We got most of the way there and BARF, Eddie threw up in the back seat.  We had to turn around because it was all over him and he was upset about his "yucky burp".  Eddie wanted medicine and to take a bath and now he's all cuddled up with George on the couch watching "The Lion King".  It's his new favorite movie.

No more Burger Beaver

Eddie can finally say Boogie Fever and it makes me a little sad.

FHE-S'mores

Tonight was Family Home Evening.  We had a lesson about being thankful for food how we get food from plants, animals, trees, fish, etc.  Not sure how much Eddie understood but then we got to roast marshmallows and make s'mores.  Eddie didn't really love them, especially the melty marshmallow.  He liked cooking them.  After that Eddie wanted to dance to "Burger Beaver" which is commonly known as "Boogie Fever".  I love Disco dancing so any excuse is good for me.

Happy Birthday Eddie!

This morning when I got Eddie out of his crib I wished Eddie a Happy Birthday and told him he wasn't going to be 2 anymore but he was now 3.  He started crying and told me no he was still 2.  All day long if we tried to sing him "Happy Birthday" he would tell us to stop and that he didn't like that sone or we had to wait until Sunday when Alex comes.  (Alex is the Nanny Jolee's boyfriend that we will meet at the birthday party on Sunday)  He finally allowed us to sing it tonight when we went to dinner with Marsha at Mexican and we ordered him an order of Sopapilla and sang to him.  On sunday we will have a fun birthday party with a Lego theme.  He loves Duplo blocks and toys so I think he will love the Logos.

Ahhhh My Eyes!

Saltwater is not always my friend.  I went and swam some laps tonight at the neighborhood pool (which they converted last year to salt water) and now my eyes are killing me.  Luckily I've got an eye doc in the house.  I also can't keep my eyes focused.  I don't know that I have any glasses here.  I'm all blurry.  Ugh.

Swimming

I love swimming so much.  That is pretty much the whole reason I moved to a new house and subdivision.  I love helping Eddie learn to swim.  I think he loves to swim almost as much as we.  I love spending time with him.

Eddie-isms

Chad and I have been discussing that we have to try to remember Eddie-isms.  The way he says or used to say things is so cute that it needs to be recorded.  I guess I'll make a post just for that.

Skee-Ball= Skippy Ball

Hear me roar or snore

I love being a mommy so much. I am dead dog tired (only 3 hours of sleep if that) but I can't help loving the wide eyed bright smile of my son. Even when it's at 5:30 and all I want to do is sleep. I know that smile means we are both going to be awake for a bit, it's just too cute. I am mommy hear me roar (or it might be a snore if I managed to nod off for a minute).

(Found this draft from October 2012)

You're Fake

Today after going to church and while we were eating lunch Eddie turned to me and said, "You're fake."  I have no idea what he was talking about so I asked him if I was fake and he says, "Yep."  Soooo anyway who knows what he means.  I think of being not true to oneself, a posturer, a poser.  I don't think Eddie knows what any of that means.  He is not even 3 yet.

Today was really great at church it was fast Sunday and I really feel like I got some of the answers to my prayers and guidance on what I should be doing to find the answers to the rest.  It really is all about the read, pray, attend concept.  If we are studying our scriptures, praying regularly, and faithfully attending our meetings the Lord blesses us so much.  There are other things too but I think these are so important.  I really need to attend the temple.  I think I will find answers there.  I also need to take time to ponder the guidance of Henry B Eyring and try to find the hand of God in my life daily.  He was truly guiding me today.

I am teaching the 12&13 year old Sunday School classes.  I love teaching sunday school.  We talked about the importance of journal/record keeping and I realized I am horrible at it but it is a commandment so I am going to try to be better about keeping a record.  I really like this blog because it is so easy to find it.  It can't be packed away and lost in our boxes in storage like the rest of my old journals.  Not that I was ever great about keeping a journal before.

Sleeping baby

Oh how I wish I could take snapshots of my sleeping baby from his video monitor at night. It is just the cutest thing. I could almost die. I've tried to get a few. They aren't as good as the real thing but almost. The other day I said to chad I need to check on the baby. I came back and said I checked and yep, he's completely adorable. Sometimes I don't check for closed eyes or to see if he still has his paci, sometimes I just want to watch him sleep and adore.

7 hours!!!

I can't believe it, but Eddie went almost 7 hours between bottles tonight. That means he slept like five and a half. I got about four and a half. I woke up just short of four hours in disbelief and went ahead and made a bottle because it'd been so long and he was starting to squirm. I am so proud of him. I've been trying to resist the urge to put rice in the bottles and now I have faith we don't need to. Hip hip hooray :).
Also I am officially taking all his newborn clothes out of the dresser and going only 0-3 month clothes. What a big boy! Haha it only took 2 months. We had his 2 month old Dr. appointment yesterday and he was 9lbs and 5 oz. Got his first set of shots. So sad but did great when they said he'd probably be fussy all day long he was a champ and slept it off :)

Cutest baby

Sometimes I think it's not fair to others that I have the cutest baby in the universe. I mean I feel sorry for moms that only have cute babies and not the super duper cutest ever made. They say every mom thinks this, but they just hadn't met my baby yet. He is adorable even when crying, barfing, peeing on you. He is starting to looker chunkier which will make him cuter which I didn't think was possible

Thumbs up for church

Took Eddie to church for the first time yesterday. It was my first time back since d-day. It was good to be back and partake of the sacrament again. Jen Lynn came with us, and even though since it was church there was not much talking it was nice to have her there. Eddie looked completely adorable in his church clothes. I can't believe how big they are even though they are newborn sizes.

Update: it's actually been a week and a half and I missed last week due to my scary soul shaking cough. I am super excited to go this week. Hopefully I won't get sick from going since I think that's what got me sick before.

Fleas and babies

These two things are NOT compatible. So the dogs have been licking and scratching it seems all the time lately (probably because it drives me so crazy). Chad checked Max yesterday and found at least one flea on him. Ewwwwwww. Not cool. Our dogs have never had fleas before. Thank goodness we had a dose of frontline for him. Now I just need to get rid of the 2 flies in the house. Oh yeah and get frontline for Shelby, wash the dogs, get Max groomed, brush both dogs. Ugh it just goes on and on. People told me the dogs would get much less attention once we had a baby and I just couldn't imagine that, but it is true. They drive me crazy now and seem so filthy now I have a little baby I have to keep healthy. Maybe if they get bathed and groomed I'll love them more. . .

Diaper debate

I hosted the diaper debate on Facebook and the overwhelming response was pampers swaddlers for newborns and huggies/Costco diapers when they are bigger. I made sure I had my little pampers for as soon as he came home. However, they used huggies little snugglers at the hospital and I got so I liked those. I used my pampers as a chore. Then they were on really good sale at CVS last week and I had a coupon so I tried again. I love the pampers! I don't know if I am doing something wrong but serious leakage with the huggies lately. Only problem? I have like 100 huggies to use and quite a few in larger sizes. Oh well maybe I'll change my mind again. Still haven't tried any other brands but I don't think they have the wetness indicator. Maybe the huggies aren't working cause his legs are so skinny it is leaking there? No I think it's coming up and around.

Full time work

So yesterday I added it up and figured each time I feed the bambino I spend 1 hour average (at least) with feeding, burping, diapering, and sometimes changing clothes. Times that by 8 feedings a day and I have my new full time job, except I work 7 days a week/365 days a year. Also that would be the bare minimum care for baby. There is other care that needs to be done. No wonder I'm tired. I'm pretty sure Chad thinks this is a sweet gig because I get to stay home (which it is to some degree because I can't imagine trying to work too) but I am working more/longer than I used to. Yikes a scary thought. But again oh so worth it. I mean come on have you seen this cutie?

Baby sleep

I absolutely love to watch my baby sleep in my arms. All the books I've read about getting your baby to sleep through the night say don't let them fall asleep on your arms but how can you resist? When they feel so safe and warm with you that they can't stay awake it is just the sweetest thing. I hope he will feel this way a long time. Don't get me wrong, I'm going to continue to have him fall asleep in his crib as much as possible but I'm not going to deny this...

Also great news 3 nights sleeping inin his own crib fairly easily. Only waking once each time. Hooray.

Start at the beginning

The best place to start is the beginning. I guess this started on August 7, 2012 (really nine months earlier but that is a whole nother chapter). I was scheduled to be induced because of high blood pressure, and so I called the hospital at 5 AM to see what time they wanted me to be there. I was told to get there by 7 and so I went to sleep for another hour and got up at 6am to get showered. We arrived a little late and then it took some time before they took us back to the labor and delivery room. We were both so nervous. Chad couldn't sleep most of the night, and I couldn't hardly eat breakfast even though Dr. Martin told me to eat that morning for strength. Once they took me back I changed into a gown and then they started my IV and pitocin. After that it was pretty uneventful for a few hours. At lunchtime Dr. Martin came to see about breaking my water. I wanted to wait and try to let it happen more naturally so we agreed that at 3 the nurse would check me and if I wasn't progressing more then we would break the water.

So at 3 I was only dilated maybe another mm so I allowed them to break my water. OMG. Immediate, earth shattering, cry like a wolf pain. What?!? They said it would likely get worse in about 30 minutes. Apparently the amniotic sac was some sort of heavenly barrier between me and real labor (not really since pitocin induced labor is not the same as natural labor). Immediately I knew I was done with the whole natural thing. I told Chad, "I don't want to endure another 5 minutes of this even". I asked to get an epidural ASAP. I was seriously worried about how I would be able to endure the mind bending pain until the anesteologist got there. About 10-15 cruel minutes later my nurse Jayme came to tell me I was third in line for the epidural? WTF? There was a run on epidurals and you chose the one on pitocin with HTN to be last?!? Arg. So about 30 minutes later they come to tell me there were 3 people ahead of me and there are still 2 waiting so it will still be awhile. My blood pressure is now approx 240/140 through the contractions (normal is under 120/80 and anything over 160/100 is getting to be too high) and my husband kept mentioning I'm in danger of stroking out. I'm a little concerned now as well as the 3 nurses who are now hovering around my room. So and hour and 15 minutes after I asked, the most wonderful relief, the nurse anesthetist arrived. Hooray! "Why didn't she get a epidural sooner with her pressures being so high?" she asks. Yeah I'd like to know that too I think. They kept wanting to give me pain meds and again wanted me too so I could hold still for the epidural but I didn't want my baby to be high on drugs so I promised to not move a mm. Husband claims the needle was super scary and had to have hurt but all I know is I was focused on getting through the contraction and didn't care a thing about my back. And sweet relief came almost immediately. No more big bad scary contractions.

The next hour or so is bliss. I can breathe and think again. When they came to do the epidural they asked about medication and allergies and I honestly couldn't process what they were asking me. I told Chad he would have to answer. The nurse then told us she had never seen a pitocin induced woman who had her water broken not have an epidural. I might have rethunk the natural thing if I knew that. I claim to be super woman but I know I'm not really. Anyways, a little later I realize I'm shaking a lot and ask the nurses and they say that's normal. Shortly after I realize the shaking comes with the contractions and oh my I am starting to feel them again. They say sometimes you can feel the pressure of the baby and so that's normal. Finally I explain this is NOT pressure, I am feeling everything almost as intense as without the epidural. So finally they get in contact with the nurse anesthetist again and redo my dosage. Eventually the pain begins to subside and shaking goes to a minimum. Finally it is around 6 when the Dr was supposed to come after work to check on things and maybe deliver the baby. By 7 o'clock I know I am dilated completely and effaced because I can feel the baby's head pressing on my pelvis. Dr. Martin finally gets there and it's go time. Time to start pushing.

This is where the magic happens. It seems like it only took 3 pushes but I think it was more like 7-10 but really it couldn't have been much easier. I was ready to meet this little man. I was a little too eager because I don't think the doc was ready to catch him yet, and I tore myself up pretty good considering he was less than 6 lbs. But I did push out this little miracle weighing 5 lbs 15 oz. He was so amazing and when they put him on my chest after he was delivered all I could think was nothing ever felt so right.. Definately love at first sight. At the hospital they let you have the first hour with your baby with as few interruptions as possible so everyone left me, Chad, and baby boy to be together. It was great. One of the best times in my life. After that enter baby drama...

22 days

22 days of amazingness. That is what my first 22 days of being a mommy are. There have been some awesome highs and some scary lows, but add up the experiences and I think I might die of happiness. I can't believe it's been 3 weeks already and I haven't really journaled or blogged anything about his birth or all the amazing first days then I remember oh yeah I'm exhausted beyond belief. So I'm going to fix this and post something at each feeding until I have an approximate vignette of what these last 3 weeks have been like. To sum it up at this moment: <3.