Woopsy

I am terrible at updating my blog. Life is so crazy busy, and at the end of the day all I want to do is sleep. And when I wake up, I just want to sleep some more.

Having a little human to take care of is the hardest thing I think that I have ever done. He brings me so much joy, though. Lex is everything that I could have asked for. And more. A thousand times more.
He is already three months, and he LOVES everything. Except when people get into his face {unless it’s his momma or his daddy}, being tickled, having a dirty diaper {but that makes complete sense for real}, or not being fed fast enough.

We did have an incident the other day … Lex vomited all over me. And it wasn’t a small amount of spit up that got on my shirt. It was exorcist style throw up all over me and the floor. Miraculously the throw up did not end up all over him. I think that somebody was looking out for me because Lex had just gotten out of the bath and I did not want to bath him again. Afterwards he just fell asleep, and he slept all night.
Lex isn’t swaddled anymore, and he likes it just fine that way. Now I just need to figure out a way for him to consistently take a two hour nap at least once during the day. He is much more pleasant that way. Unfortunately I had to return to work {poo}, and Lex is looked after by my in-laws, and it is really hard for him to be on a routine when things just end up being all skiddywompus being at a different house.

Anyways… I just love my little guy. And he is the apple of both mine and Josh’s eye. :o)

2 Months!

2 months old already! It has been so much fun getting to know this little guy! He is so funny, and he is always smiling. He hasn’t started laughing yet, but he will soon!

He has successfully started sleeping in his own room, which is really nice. I thought we were going to have a harder time moving him down the hall, but it’s like he doesn’t even miss us being in the same room. Our first night without him was a little strange because we are so use to all of his sounds, and not hearing them at all hours of the night is a little frightening. Lex loves his crib, though. A middle of the night feeding was proof of that because he was all smiles when I went into his room the first night to feed him. That isn’t a common occurrence because this kid hates waking up more than anything else.

I am looking forward to many more months with this little guy. He is so amazing.

I am that Mom…

Ya know, the one that posts a thousand and one pictures of her baby for everybody to see?

I can’t help it, though. He is such a stud.

Rolling Over

This video was taken at 5 weeks old. He can already roll over! And he stands himself up on mine and Josh’s legs all the time. He LOVES it. Silly guy.

He is seriously the apple of our eye. I really can’t remember what life was like before this little guy showed up. Except that I remember I slept a lot more. :o)

Hooray!

We have made it one whole month with a new-born!

One month later

 

The nine months that it took for my little bundle of joy to enter this world were the longest/shortest of my life. Some months would just crawl by, but the last two went by way too fast.
My little Lex was born on the 23rd of January at way too early in the morning. We thought that he would have been here on the 22nd since I went into {real} labor at about 2 in the morning that day. No such luck. I actually went into labor Monday afternoon, but the contractions were in my back and every 20 minutes lasting forEVER. Yeah, I mean I would have back pain for about 6 minutes until it subsided. That was no fun! Anyways, we called the hospital around 11 that night because the back pain was really bad and the pain was every 3-4 minutes lasting about 2 minutes each time. The nurse told me to take a bath and see if the pain stopped and to call back in an hour. Sooooo I did. And the pain stopped. It was relief and frustration all at the same time. I was glad the pain stopped, and glad that I wasn’t in labor because I was starting to get a little freaked out. It was frustration because I just wanted this baby to get out of my body. We went to bed, but my back pain started. I forced myself to go to sleep because I knew the baby was going to come soon and I needed all the rest I could get. At around 2 in the morning I woke up to a text from my sister {really, who texts that early in the morning?!} asking how I was doing. Then I felt it. Not only was I having INTENSE back pain, but now the pain was in the front. And holy cow did it hurt. I got out of bed and walked around a little… went to the bathroom… and came back to bed. I woke up Josh saying “hey. the baby is coming today. get as much sleep as you can.” Josh just grunted and then fell back asleep. But the sleep was short lived because at 3 I woke him up because the pain was so bad. We called the hospital again around 4 after tracking the contractions and they told me to take a bath. Well the bath subsided the contractions for about 10 minutes and then they came back in full force. We called back and I pretty much insisted that we were going there to get checked out. The nurse wasn’t happy about it, but whatever. She wasn’t the one in labor.
We got to the hospital around 5 and they checked me out… I was only at a 3. Ugh. So they had me walk around the maternity ward for an hour. My contractions were still every 3 minutes and they hurt … so many bad words were said that day. After the hour they checked me again and I was still at a 3 so they sent me home. They gave me some drugs to help me sleep a little bit when I got home, and that was amazing. We got home. The nurse said that the drugs might make my contractions go away, or they might get more intense. I slept for about 3 hours and then woke up to REALLY INTENSE CONTRACTIONS! That was at around 10:30 in the morning. We tracked the contractions and it got to the point that I couldn’t walk or talk through them and I was in the worst pain I had ever felt in my life. Josh had to call the hospital for me and they told me to come in right now! As Josh was getting everything in the car I decided that I needed to pee. As I was walking up the stairs I called out to Josh that I peed my pants a little bit. But it turns out that I didn’t… I went pee but more than pee came out. My water broke. It was the weirdest feeling to have water come out of my body that wasn’t pee, and I knew it wasn’t pee. The time was close at hand that the baby was coming.
The second hospital trip was way better. I was at a 4.5 and the nurse checked to see if my water had really broken or if I just had a lot of pee. It really did break. My contractions were still extremely intense, but breathing through them helped. Not a lot, but I was able to take my mind off of the pain. I would think about other things as I was breathing and that REALLY helped. Josh holding my hand helped too because I was able to squeeze his hand a lot… poor guy I almost broke his fingers off haha. I was “admitted” to the hospital at around 1 in the afternoon.
When I was moved to the birthing room I immediately asked for some kind of relief from the pain because it hurt so bad. I was given some narcotic that I can’t remember the name of, and it was the best feeling ever. I felt so much relief and I fell asleep almost immediately. My doctor and I had decided that my epidural was going to be given when I was dilated to a 5. When I got the epidural I was at a 6 and that was at 3 or 4 in the afternoon. My doctor came to see me after he was off work and finished with a meeting … and so I didn’t see him until around 8 at night. I was checked again and that time I was at an 8. They were surprised at how fast I was progressing for being a first time mom, but I was glad. I wanted it to be done because I was so exhausted. Luckily it was a Tuesday that I was in the hospital so I was able to watch some of my favorite shows like New Girl and Parenthood. I was checked again when Parenthood was finished at around 11, and I was at a 9.5. Turns out that the baby was posterior and that was why my contractions were hurting so bad so the nurses did some tricks to get him to turn around and move down a little bit more and they worked almost immediately. 11:30 rolled around and I was fully dilated so they called my doctor and then told me to start pushing. I looked at the nurse and blurted out “I am not ready to push!” but she insisted that I do it… so I did.

I pushed. And pushed. And pushed. For 7 minutes less than 3 hours. It was the most exhausting thing I had ever done. Ever. Only later did I realize that most women don’t push for that long… but my poor little guy got stuck “comin’ around the corner” as my doctor put it. :o) The vacuum was used to get him out. One of the nurses made a big stink about it saying that it shouldn’t be used until a certain point, but my doctor put her in her place and I am thankful that he did… I really did not want to have a C-section if I could avoid it… not after going through all of that stress of trying to push a baby out only to have my body sliced open. I would have consented if it was necessary of course, but I wanted to avoid it at all costs. Anyways… the Doctor made sure I was okay with him using the vacuum, I looked over at Josh and then looked at my Doctor and Josh and I pretty much said at the same time “as long as it gets him out it’s okay.”

He finally arrived, and it was so exhilarating. Because I had the epidural I couldn’t feel the pain, but oh my word could I feel the pressure of him coming out. It was relieving, and beautiful. I can remember thinking that it was the most beautiful feeling in the world… to feel this little person being born into the world. A little guy who grew inside of me. He was here, he was coming. It gave me the strength to keep pushing. He came out and only cried for a few seconds. They put him on me and I cried. Josh {sort of} cried. Lex calmed down. He was so beautiful, large cone-shaped head and all. They took him away to clean him up, and he cried again. He actually tried to army crawl out of the bassinet they put him in to clean him. That was a weird thing to witness.
I felt so relaxed after Lex was born. And so incredibly happy. After he was cleaned and weighed and measured he was placed back in my arms, and he really hasn’t left since. :)

7 weeks left

And it’s a little scary to think about! I am meeting with my doctor every two weeks now, and soon it will be every week! I can’t believe this is happening already. I don’t feel like I am ready for this, but I am sure that I am. Maybe. At least my Father in Heaven thinks that I am ready. I hope he’s right.

Things have been going well… and Josh and I are enjoying these last few weeks together as just the two of us. Josh couldn’t be more excited to be a dad, he has wanted this for so long. And I know that he is going to be a great dad, too. And thinking about him holding our son makes me weepy… and excited. I just can’t tell you how excited he is. He loves to touch my stomach and feel the baby moves {which happens a lot now-a-days}, and talk about how awesome our son is going to be and how cute he will be. I just hope that he looks like his father when he father was a baby. Talk about a cutie pie. And probably one of the chubbiest babies ever.

Our little one likes it when I play loud music. At least, I think he likes it because he always kicks to the beat {no joke. I am absolutely serious here… is that normal?} and he moves like crazy. Some songs he doesn’t like, but that’s alright. He really likes Ed Sheeran and Muse, so that’s good. He also likes M83. And so do I!!! This little one has good taste in music. At least what I think is good music haha

Pretty much nothing exciting has happened in the last month. Oh well. I am going to try to be better about blogging, though, now that the time is coming closer.

This is the song that little Lex likes the most {and his momma does, too}

The past couple of weeks

We haven’t done much, I tell ya.

my dad had surgery on his foot. I had my gestational diabetes test.
Surgery went well. And he gets his hard cast on Thursday. Thank goodness, then it might be just a little bit easier for him to get around. The doctors told him to STAY OFF HIS FOOT… but my dad is a 64 year old man who is impatient and stubborn. So sometimes he walks around on it just to test it out… see how badly it hurts. It’s a little frustrating, but I can’t do anything about it. He’s my dad.

The test really wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be. I got the lemon lime drink and it was ice cold. It was like a sprite without the carbonation. I kind of felt a little bit gross after I drank it, but it passed. Then I had to sit for an hour and wait until they called me back to draw my blood. Yay! More blood!

OH I also found out that my cat peed on a lot of my clothes. That snuggly little thing. I just about killed him. Now I have to re-wash all of my clothes. WHY he did that, I will never, ever, ever, ever, ever know. It’s unfortunate that humans and animals can’t communicate with each other.

AND that is my life. There is a baby shower for me on Saturday … so hopefully I will have so many pictures from that. Yay!

Oh, Monday

It’s been a crazy week.

My dad broke his leg/foot on Thursday so Josh and I have been taking care of him for the past few days. He is completely immobile, which is unfortunate for him, but it’s okay for me because I get to spend a lot of quality time with my dad right now.
He has to have surgery {blah} in order to fix it completely, soooooooo that’s what we get to do. It’s been a fun few days.

Other than that this last week was really great. Josh and I have been able to spend a lot of time together {thank you, dad} and the baby has been kicking and moving a lot! {again, thank you dad, and paramedics… Even inside the womb Lex thinks you are all amazing}

Unfortunately, that is my life right now … there is nothing else happening. The End.

Seattle

We went to the King Tut exhibit for Josh’s birthday a couple of weeks ago, and had a blast. Unfortunately, I didn’t take very many pictures of what we did after we toured the exhibit, but I do have a few.

Happy Monday!

Things have been so great lately. Josh and I just moved {yay!}, we are getting Alexander’s nursery set up, we went to the King Tut exhibit, and … um … probably other stuff but I can’t remember it. Story of my life.

I don’t have any pictures of my new place because it’s not quite ready yet. It’s getting there, though! The kitchen is teeeeeeeeny tiny, but I really love it. Green counters and all. It’s nice to be on our own again. It’s just so quiet, and when Josh is at work there is nobody to talk to. And time goes by a lot slower … It’s tempting to just drive over to Josh’s parents house just to hang out so I wont drive myself crazy with the silence.

The King Tut exhibit was AMAZING! It was so fun. I have lots of pictures. Here, look at them.

{why yes, that is an ancient toilet seat. Neat, eh?!}

I had no idea that King Tut’s whole name was Tutenkhamun {pronounced “Toot-en-common”}. So I then asked my husband, “why do we call him King Tut? Shouldn’t his name be King Toot?!” Josh thought it was funny, but I am serious. So that’s what I call him now.

That’s pretty much my life recently. Life is so great right now, it’s a little bit ridiculous.

Today.

Source

 

Today is a day to never be forgotten.
It’s a day that 11 years ago I woke up thinking that my dad left a movie on
It’s a day that my mom ran into the bathroom while I was taking a shower to tell me what was happening
It was a day of confusion
It was a day of fear
It was a day of teachers not giving lessons and keeping the television on all day

It’s a day to remember those that sacrificed their lives on that day to keep people safe. And a day to remember those since who have fought for our country to maintain that safety. It’s a day to remember those men and women who were killed as innocent bystanders in an act of terrorism, and a day to remember their families.

Never forget.

HAPPY FRIDAY!

I feel like my brain has been shutting down lately. It’s kind of crazy. And a little funny. I can’t remember words like … feet, or shoe. Sometimes I forget my cats names. Shopping carts are now hangers {I can’t even explain that one}. The other day I asked Josh if he microwaved the floor. Of course Josh knew that I meant vacuum, buuuuuttttt he still laughed at me a lot. But if this is one of my only side effects of being pregnant, I will take it. Seriously.

Things have been normal around here. Just preparing for baby Alexander. We call him Lex. He has been moving SO much. He kicks really hard, and sometimes my hand twitches when he kicks at my hand because he is kicking so hard.
We have bought him a few outfits. I am trying not go to overboard with the clothes, though, because I know that we will be getting a lot. People can’t help but buy baby clothes. Who doesn’t like baby clothes?! THEY ARE SO TINY AND CUTE! At least, that’s what I think. :D

Josh has been working so much. And he starts school next week through our church. It’s a pretty cool program that costs next to zero money {thank goodness} and this program allows him to matriculate to one of our church schools next school year while still paying next to nothing. It’s amazing. I am taking off the next few quarters from school so Josh can have a turn to further his education. I am okay with it, and it’s nice to work and to save money for our baby. Josh will still be working full time, too. He is my hero. :o)

So it happened like this

I called the place to have my ultrasound and made the appointment one week in advance.
Then I waited. And waited. And waited. All week long.

FINALLY! Thursday came around, and I had to drink water and hold my bladder an hour before my appointment. When we got to the ultrasound place, I was ready to pee my pants. I was doing the potty dance all over the lobby, and the lady at the front desk thought I was hilarious.
It only took a thousand hours for her to enter my information into the computer, but shortly after I was called back by the technician and the ultrasound began.

First they had to check areas that I didn’t really care about. All I wanted was to see my baby. When we finally got to see my baby he was hunched over into a tight little ball because my bladder was so full. After she checked some stuff I was able to “relieve my bladder” {her words, not mine} and I probably peed for 5 minutes. It was crazy. I felt much better, though. And then we did some more ultrasounding. Baby did NOT want to show his cute little face, he was being very shy. He kept turning around and facing my back whenever she wanted a good shot of his face. At one point he even put his arms over his face like he was saying “DON’T LOOK AT ME!” it really was quite cute.
Lucky for us, though, he was not shy about showing his little boy parts because we were able to see that quite clearly. He is such a little boy already.

The rest of the ultrasound is kind of a blur, and all that I can remember is that I was in awe of the fact that I am having a little boy. my very own little boy. A son. Josh is over the moon excited. And it is sweet to hear him say “I am going to have a son. my little Alexander.”

We feel so blessed to have this opportunity to have a child. We really didn’t think that it was ever going to happen. I am grateful that my husband has such strong faith because without his faith I am not sure we would have gotten to this point.

We are just so excited to start buying and receiving little baby boy clothes. And start our registry. :D Life is so good right now.

And the verdict is …

that I am the worst blogger that ever lived.

AND WE ARE HAVING A BOY!!!!
A boy.
Who would have thought?!
I was convinced that we were having a girl. I pretty much knew.
But I am already so in love with my little boy.

It’s a little late for me … so I will tell you more tomorrow about my ultrasound and all that wonderful ness. :o) For now, here is a picture of our little boys first outfit. I hope he can fit into it when he is born.

Some days …

are magical and wonderful.

Tuesday I felt my little baby for the very first time while I was at work. I felt it rolling around all over the place. It was so exciting!!! I have felt the baby before, but only when laying on my back. This, though, was a completely different feeling. One that I don’t ever want to forget.
On Wednesday {yesterday} the baby was moving all.day.long. It just wouldn’t stop. And then after it would move and find a place that was comfortable I could feel this weird pressure like something was trying to escape. And then it would either punch or kick me. Luckily it doesn’t hurt, but it was such a weird feeling.

There are other days {like today} where I am a big ball of stress and crying all over the place. One thing stresses me out and it’s over for the rest of the day. My hormones completely take over. And it’s the weirdest thing. I always say this, but I still feel so sad for Josh who has no idea what to do when I am freaking out and crying all over the place.

That’s the end of my weird story for the day. See you tomorrow.

What a day

Today was a day off for me, but a working day for Josh. It’s nice to sleep in. I was only up for a little bit with Josh to make his lunch and then eat breakfast. I promptly fell back asleep when he walked out the door at 8:45. Then I woke up at 11. Woops! I really didn’t mean to sleep for that long, but I couldn’t help myself. I have been just so exhausted lately.
I know that they say during the second trimester you regain your energy, but I don’t know when my energy is supposed to come back. I am a full month into the second {only 2.5 weeks until I am half way guys!} and I can’t keep my eyes open if I have been awake for longer than 3 hours.

Poor Josh is sick with some sort of bug. I think he has the flu. But of course he went to work anyways. I guess I am lucky, though, that he has such a strong work ethic. He never calls out. Ever. I think that in the year and half he has been working at Kohl’s he has called out once, and it was an emergency. Josh will certainly be teaching our children about the importance of working for what you want/need. He is such a good man.

I talked to my dad today! We have been playing phone tag for nearly 2 weeks! He told me that he asked my mom for a divorce. Which I wasn’t fully expecting, but at the same time I was expecting it. I was just expecting my mom to do the asking, not my dad, because he still loves her so much. I am a little bit relieved, but kind of unsure of what to do.
I am just glad that I live close to at least one of my parents so I can visit them. And I am glad that I was able to grow up with both of my parents, even if life wasn’t movie-perfect. If anything, this teaches me how important marriage is and how extremely important it is to always continue working together no matter how hard things get.

Happy Friday!

10 things that made me smile this week

1. Downton Abbey
2. My body pillow. SO AMAZING.
3. Feeling baby move because I am poking it so much. It’s kind of cute.
4. Taquitos. They have never tasted so good!
5. Kitty kisses
6. Early morning snuggles with my love
7. My co-workers being as excited as me to find out what the sex of my baby is {only 3ish more weeks!}
8. Baby clothes. Josh and I LOVE looking at them!
9. Body butter
10. All the wonderful sunshine!

 

And just for giggles, here is a picture of me last week at 16 weeks.

Thoughts of a crazy pregnant lady

Who needs to stay up late? Bed at 7 for me! Sleeping in?! Okay. Sounds good. Waking up at 9. 14 hours of sleep? Check.
Holy crap I have never been this tired. In my life.

My ladies? why yes, they have grown 47320482309483209 sizes. Please stop staring at them. I promise they wont bite. {and yes, people that I meet at work … my ladies are the first thing they look at}

I never thought that a body pillow could help me sleep so well.

Crying? I am so used to it. Everything makes me cry these days. Is Josh? Sort of. He still laughs at me when I start to cry for no reason.
Crying and then laughing uncontrollably? That I am still not used to. It’s so weird. Cry, laugh, cry, laugh, cry, laugh … come on hormones, make up your mind please.

Oh my word, my eyes are so dry it’s a wonder I can cry at all.

Happy Friday!

This week has been so fun.

10 things that made me smile this week

1. Driving around with my hubs for three hours just talking and enjoying the sunshine
2. My birthday, of course.
3. Josh wrapping my birthday present in … a target bag {because he forgot to buy a gift bag}
4. A clean room
5. Eating 4 pieces of French Toast, 5 pieces of Bacon, and 2 pieces of birthday cake
6. Still being hungry after eating said food items above
7. Josh putting his face on my belly and telling our little baby how much he loves it
8. A new nightgown from my sweet sister-in-law. She knows how much I absolutely despise anything being on my belly right now, and knew just what to get me. Oh how I love her.
9. Waking up early and laying in bed talking about what we think the baby might be … and funny baby names
10. The Olympics, seriously, I don’t remember anything being as fun to watch.

That has pretty much been my week in a nutshell …

my birthday was on Wednesday, but I had to work {blah} and so did Josh {blah, blah}. luckily, we both had Thursday off and we were able to enjoy the day together. I love him so much.