Emma is slowing learning more about the potty and when she has to go. She has a huge desire to use the potty and hates to have her diapers on. Usually after a bath and every time we get her dressed and change her diaper she says "Potty, potty, potty."
So far she has three stickers on her chart. One for a poo and two for the pees. She knows now that those stickers only get there by using the potty. So it is funny how she will sit on the potty forever even if she already went in her diaper. I think she is hoping some more will come so she can get a sticker.... very cute.
I would say a little bit longer and I will start her in the training pants. I am really proud of how she is catching on. We are still a long way off from being totally trained. But it is a start and a good one.
Tonight though was a different story. She was using the potty to postpone bedtime. Isn't it amazing how their minds work at this age?? I kept telling her to hurry so we could go to bed... She would get off the potty and I would say "Are you ready to go to bed?" To which she would answer with loud emphatic no's and proceed to race back to the potty and sit back down... I finally had to drag her away and tell her I already gave her a sticker for the drop she managed to squeeze out.
She's finally in bed now... Boy... almost two is a crazy age!
Oh! I finally started to use the cloth diapers I made for Josiah... It is going really well... And washing them out isn't so bad afterall... I think we will probably stick with the cloth...I like how the fleece that I used to line them with keeps his bum really dry! Drier then a disposable in fact!
Friday, January 27, 2006
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Bring on the Rain
I am seriously thinking of changing my blog name... I like the current one... but I am looking for a more catchy phrase that might stick in people's heads better...
So whaddya think of this one??
Bring on the Rain
Cause around here when it rains, it stinkin' pours.
That is what I have come up with so far...
Anyways... on to other news...
Everyone in the house here is sick with a nasty cold... including the poor five week old baby. How fair is that?? Poor thing... He has a bad runny nose and a nasty cough... I have to let him sleep in the swing... It is so pitiful. Emma had croup last week and now she just has a nasty cough... Pete has a cold.. and I have a sore throat.
Pete and I are exhausted... we have been taking turns getting up with the baby at night... but between that and being sick, we are really getting kicked in the butt! I can only hope that we will all get better soon... and the next time we have some freakish 60 degree weather I will air out the house....
So... let me know what you think of the new title... maybe I will change it in a few days.
So whaddya think of this one??
Bring on the Rain
Cause around here when it rains, it stinkin' pours.
That is what I have come up with so far...
Anyways... on to other news...
Everyone in the house here is sick with a nasty cold... including the poor five week old baby. How fair is that?? Poor thing... He has a bad runny nose and a nasty cough... I have to let him sleep in the swing... It is so pitiful. Emma had croup last week and now she just has a nasty cough... Pete has a cold.. and I have a sore throat.
Pete and I are exhausted... we have been taking turns getting up with the baby at night... but between that and being sick, we are really getting kicked in the butt! I can only hope that we will all get better soon... and the next time we have some freakish 60 degree weather I will air out the house....
So... let me know what you think of the new title... maybe I will change it in a few days.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Signed: The Dawg
Dear Owners,
It has come to my attention that this new screaming addition to the family is here to stay. Once again ousting me out of my position in the family. In a matter of two years I have gone from Number One, to Number Two... and now finally... Number Three.
As this upsets me I have no other choice but to retaliate. In doing so you will be sure to find "accidents" more frequently, a few more chewed up tissues and of course the occasional half-eaten dirty diaper.
If you would like my outrages to stop then please, if you don't mind, grant me these few requests:
1.) I require a belly rub every day, for at least ten minutes.
2.) Regular trips outside would greatly reduce the number of "accidents".
3.) Please keep the new Number One from squealing in my ears (she hurts my ears!) and pulling on my legs.
4.) If at all possible, could you please keep the new Number Two a little quieter at night, he hurts my ears as well.
And last but certainly not least ( and definitely most important):
5.) Please... could youPLEASE stop forgetting to feed me???
Signed,
The Dawg
*****(No dogs were harmed in the writing of this post.)*****
It has come to my attention that this new screaming addition to the family is here to stay. Once again ousting me out of my position in the family. In a matter of two years I have gone from Number One, to Number Two... and now finally... Number Three.
As this upsets me I have no other choice but to retaliate. In doing so you will be sure to find "accidents" more frequently, a few more chewed up tissues and of course the occasional half-eaten dirty diaper.
If you would like my outrages to stop then please, if you don't mind, grant me these few requests:
1.) I require a belly rub every day, for at least ten minutes.
2.) Regular trips outside would greatly reduce the number of "accidents".
3.) Please keep the new Number One from squealing in my ears (she hurts my ears!) and pulling on my legs.
4.) If at all possible, could you please keep the new Number Two a little quieter at night, he hurts my ears as well.
And last but certainly not least ( and definitely most important):
5.) Please... could youPLEASE stop forgetting to feed me???
Signed,
The Dawg
*****(No dogs were harmed in the writing of this post.)*****
Monday, January 23, 2006
He who hears baby first: Gets baby first!
Have you ever played this game with your spouse???
You know the one that I am talking about.... It's 2am in the morning.. you have only just gone back to sleep from the last time the baby got up and you hear that unmistakable whimper... again!
So what do you do?? You play the game... Who is going to "hear" the baby first.... Now I will be the first to admit that I have played this game a time a two... but usually only after I have been up two or three times and can't stand the thought of being up for over an hour again!
Anyways... you lay there and wait to see if your Significant Other is going to get up...actually you hope with your entire being that he/she is going to get up... cause come on now.. it's their turn!
You lay there a little longer listening to their breathing... analyzing it to see just how real those deep breathes and snores really are... you peek out with one eye to see if your SO is doing the same... Then after some time has gone by and the poor baby has probably decided that you aren't coming you throw the blankets off and stomp off into the other room... You slam the can of formula down on the counter, make as much noise mixing the bottle as possible and sigh as many times as your lung capacity will allow... all in hopes that these noises will rouse your SO out of his/her "peaceful" slumber... Then you just resign yourself to the fact that your the one that lost this go around... This is the losing side.
The winning side goes a little something like this... You hear the baby scream... again... It startles you and you jump...then you think "Aw crap! I hope he/she didn't notice that I woke up!" So you settle back down into the blankets sigh a cute little sleeping sigh and resume deep breathing/snoring... hopeing against hope that it sounds believable!! You listen to your partner do the same wondering how long he/she will hold out and hope that you win this time... Finally your partner decides that you aren't going to get up and you feel them get out of bed... you open one eye and peek out to make sure when it is safe to let out your breath and relax... Just when you finally relax back into the blankets and close your eyes a crash comes from the other room... a series of sighs..and some banging around... You startle, look around... and realize that your partner has caught onto your ploy and is making his/her anger known... You think... oh well and turn over and try to get some more shut eye.... And plan what you will say when he/she comes back to bed... Usually the old stand by will work... "oh honey... I never heard him crying.. boy! I must be tired..."
Which side do you play?? And is either side really the winner?? The loser may actually be the winner because you get to see that first smile in the middle of the night and hold the baby's hand... and the Winner??? Well are you really the winner if you can't get back to sleep from all that banging??
You know the one that I am talking about.... It's 2am in the morning.. you have only just gone back to sleep from the last time the baby got up and you hear that unmistakable whimper... again!
So what do you do?? You play the game... Who is going to "hear" the baby first.... Now I will be the first to admit that I have played this game a time a two... but usually only after I have been up two or three times and can't stand the thought of being up for over an hour again!
Anyways... you lay there and wait to see if your Significant Other is going to get up...actually you hope with your entire being that he/she is going to get up... cause come on now.. it's their turn!
You lay there a little longer listening to their breathing... analyzing it to see just how real those deep breathes and snores really are... you peek out with one eye to see if your SO is doing the same... Then after some time has gone by and the poor baby has probably decided that you aren't coming you throw the blankets off and stomp off into the other room... You slam the can of formula down on the counter, make as much noise mixing the bottle as possible and sigh as many times as your lung capacity will allow... all in hopes that these noises will rouse your SO out of his/her "peaceful" slumber... Then you just resign yourself to the fact that your the one that lost this go around... This is the losing side.
The winning side goes a little something like this... You hear the baby scream... again... It startles you and you jump...then you think "Aw crap! I hope he/she didn't notice that I woke up!" So you settle back down into the blankets sigh a cute little sleeping sigh and resume deep breathing/snoring... hopeing against hope that it sounds believable!! You listen to your partner do the same wondering how long he/she will hold out and hope that you win this time... Finally your partner decides that you aren't going to get up and you feel them get out of bed... you open one eye and peek out to make sure when it is safe to let out your breath and relax... Just when you finally relax back into the blankets and close your eyes a crash comes from the other room... a series of sighs..and some banging around... You startle, look around... and realize that your partner has caught onto your ploy and is making his/her anger known... You think... oh well and turn over and try to get some more shut eye.... And plan what you will say when he/she comes back to bed... Usually the old stand by will work... "oh honey... I never heard him crying.. boy! I must be tired..."
Which side do you play?? And is either side really the winner?? The loser may actually be the winner because you get to see that first smile in the middle of the night and hold the baby's hand... and the Winner??? Well are you really the winner if you can't get back to sleep from all that banging??
Thursday, January 19, 2006
Josiah Christian: 1 month
Josiah! What a month we have had!!! It has gone by so fast and I can't believe that today is your one month birthday... It seems like just yesterday I was wondering if you were ever going to come!You came on a Monday and two days later we were home. That first night you showed signs of a sensitivity to your formula. So we struggled along for about two and a half weeks before we called the doctor. He put you on soy and for about four to five days you were much better. We actually got some sleep!
Then you started to get worse again... no one was sleeping and you cried so much... Mommy was hurting just knowing that you were so uncomfortable.
So this past Tuesday we went in for your one month checkup. We found out that you are 10lbs 120z and 22 inches long... Growing so fast!
Mommy talked to Dr. B. and told him about your problems eating and how miserable you had become. So he suggested that we put you on the hypoallerginic formula... Expensive.... But so worth it!! You are so much happier now and you sleep so much better. It is definitely a trade-off to see you better.
You still sleep so much... But I think you may have finally gotten your days and nights somewhat in sync... In fact last night you went for a four hour stretch twice!! Mommy and daddy got two stretches of three hours of sleep... It was nice... Before you know it, it will be five hours.. then six... seven... then maybe all night...Well... maybe not.. But it is a start!!
You still don't smile... I wish you did... I get those cute little smiles in your sleep... The ones where you are probably passing gas... or maybe peeing.. Who knows... But I sure can't wait till you dazzle us with a big gummy smile!!
Something I have learned since you have come to be with us is that the second time around is much easier... I am not so uptight about things... but then again I do get concerned sooner because I have some experience now! But things are definitely a little bit more laid back with you... Heck if your binky falls on the floor we examine it and then put it back where it was... and who cares if you don't get a bath every night... thank you to the man who invented baby wipes!!
I look back at the last month and I just can't believe how it has flown! Before I know it you are going to be one year old and eating birthday cake... But until then I am going to savor every moment that God gives me with you... For you, baby boy, are my last little one... and I want to cherish every little baby moment that I have with you... My only request is this: Please don't grow up to fast....
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Why me!!??
Okay an update on what has happened lately...
Josiah steadily got worse during the last week with his feeding problems... The soy worked for a while and then not so much!! He would take the nipple for a few sucks and then spit it out and start to scream, bring his knees up and pass a lot of gas... After I finally got him to take a few ounces he would cry and scream for an hour after... We weren't getting any sleep because this mostly happened in the night!! So finally this past Tuesday we had his one month checkup...
He is now 10lb12oz and 22 inches long... I talked to the doctor about the formula and his problems... He told me that it sounds like Josiah has colic.... (great!) and that he wants us to change his formula... So once again we changed his formula... the problem is that it is the REALLY EXPENSIVE formula... It is literally twice the price... A can of normal formula is $11.99. The same size can of this special formula is $22.99. So we will roughly be paying about $80 a week in formula..
The good news??? We have been using the formula for a little over 24 hours and I saw a big improvement already!! Hopefully, here pretty soon, we will start to get some more sleep... So I guess it is just a trade-off we will have to deal with!
So the why me comes in right about here....
Emma has croup again... Argh!! Poor thing... My only hope is that it doesn't put us in the hospital again like it did in August last year... She sounds bad... but not near as bad as she did the last time... A little while ago I went to put the humidifier in her room and it didn't work... Again I ask... Why me?? So Pete is going to have to go after work and pick one up... I hope she doesn't get too bad before he gets home... Luckily I got her an appointment earlier this evening and was able to get a steroid prescription filled for her so I gave that to her before I put her to bed... I am hoping it wards it off before it even starts!!
Josiah steadily got worse during the last week with his feeding problems... The soy worked for a while and then not so much!! He would take the nipple for a few sucks and then spit it out and start to scream, bring his knees up and pass a lot of gas... After I finally got him to take a few ounces he would cry and scream for an hour after... We weren't getting any sleep because this mostly happened in the night!! So finally this past Tuesday we had his one month checkup...
He is now 10lb12oz and 22 inches long... I talked to the doctor about the formula and his problems... He told me that it sounds like Josiah has colic.... (great!) and that he wants us to change his formula... So once again we changed his formula... the problem is that it is the REALLY EXPENSIVE formula... It is literally twice the price... A can of normal formula is $11.99. The same size can of this special formula is $22.99. So we will roughly be paying about $80 a week in formula..
The good news??? We have been using the formula for a little over 24 hours and I saw a big improvement already!! Hopefully, here pretty soon, we will start to get some more sleep... So I guess it is just a trade-off we will have to deal with!
So the why me comes in right about here....
Emma has croup again... Argh!! Poor thing... My only hope is that it doesn't put us in the hospital again like it did in August last year... She sounds bad... but not near as bad as she did the last time... A little while ago I went to put the humidifier in her room and it didn't work... Again I ask... Why me?? So Pete is going to have to go after work and pick one up... I hope she doesn't get too bad before he gets home... Luckily I got her an appointment earlier this evening and was able to get a steroid prescription filled for her so I gave that to her before I put her to bed... I am hoping it wards it off before it even starts!!
I am back!
Just a quick hey to let everyone know that I am still alive! We had to have our computer fixed and so I was without it for five days!
I will get write later when I have more time!
I will get write later when I have more time!
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Anybody out there???
Hey! It is National De-Lurking Week.
So since I am curious if I have any regular readers... please!!! Leave a comment...
Now I know what your thinking... "Nah... I don't want to, because she has that annoying security thing on... and I don't want to open an account just to leave a comment... "
Well I am sorry!! I had to do it... so I would stop getting spam comments...
So please... please!!! Throw me a bone and leave a comment! Tell me who you are and how often you stop in! And hey while your at it... leave your website and maybe I'll do the same for you!
PS... I was going to post a cute button that said "Don't be a Lurk-ness Monster... Leave a comment..." But unfortunately blogger won't let me upload any pics today... go figure...
So since I am curious if I have any regular readers... please!!! Leave a comment...
Now I know what your thinking... "Nah... I don't want to, because she has that annoying security thing on... and I don't want to open an account just to leave a comment... "
Well I am sorry!! I had to do it... so I would stop getting spam comments...
So please... please!!! Throw me a bone and leave a comment! Tell me who you are and how often you stop in! And hey while your at it... leave your website and maybe I'll do the same for you!
PS... I was going to post a cute button that said "Don't be a Lurk-ness Monster... Leave a comment..." But unfortunately blogger won't let me upload any pics today... go figure...
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Technology Stinks!
Ever since we got this crazy highspeed, cable internet, our computer has been wacking out!!
Our email sometimes doesn't work. The internet doesn't always load up... things freeze... and as we speak I am about ten words past where my curser decided to stop moving... then it finally catches up and Voila! A whole sentence magically appears on the screen!
I have so many piuctures of Josiah that I would like to post but since my computer is screwy that ain't happening!!
Anyways... like I said... Technology stinks..
Boy I have been busy the past couple days... I finally feel good! It took a good three weeks but I am starting to feel like myself again... aside from the mind numbing exhaustion from being woken three times a night... but I feel half normal again!
In the past two days I have managed to clean the whole house... and keep it clean I might add... I finished all the laundry!! I changed the sheets on the bed... and I baked bread today... you know the old fashioned way, with yeast and the raising and what not!
Tomorrow I have plans to tackle the bathrooms... They aren't that bad... but I figured now that I can bend over I can scrub the showers!
I also was able to get Emma to bed on time! And give both of them a bath today! I feel like I did good!! I would have made some good dinner tonight... but I decided we would eat what was left over from last night... Tomorrow I am planning on making some soup and biscuits...
Josiah is doing MUCH better now... So if we can get him to have his four hour stretches of sleep at night instead of day time life would be great!!!
Well I am off to finish putting laundry away... Something that's easier to do when Emma is sleeping... that way I don't have to keep making sure that she isn't mutilating Josiah!!
Our email sometimes doesn't work. The internet doesn't always load up... things freeze... and as we speak I am about ten words past where my curser decided to stop moving... then it finally catches up and Voila! A whole sentence magically appears on the screen!
I have so many piuctures of Josiah that I would like to post but since my computer is screwy that ain't happening!!
Anyways... like I said... Technology stinks..
Boy I have been busy the past couple days... I finally feel good! It took a good three weeks but I am starting to feel like myself again... aside from the mind numbing exhaustion from being woken three times a night... but I feel half normal again!
In the past two days I have managed to clean the whole house... and keep it clean I might add... I finished all the laundry!! I changed the sheets on the bed... and I baked bread today... you know the old fashioned way, with yeast and the raising and what not!
Tomorrow I have plans to tackle the bathrooms... They aren't that bad... but I figured now that I can bend over I can scrub the showers!
I also was able to get Emma to bed on time! And give both of them a bath today! I feel like I did good!! I would have made some good dinner tonight... but I decided we would eat what was left over from last night... Tomorrow I am planning on making some soup and biscuits...
Josiah is doing MUCH better now... So if we can get him to have his four hour stretches of sleep at night instead of day time life would be great!!!
Well I am off to finish putting laundry away... Something that's easier to do when Emma is sleeping... that way I don't have to keep making sure that she isn't mutilating Josiah!!
Saturday, January 07, 2006
A word to the wise... or not so wise...
I stayed awake last night debating whether or not I should do this... Only because it may cause strife! But I decided finally that yes... I am going to write this no matter what because it is time that I stood up for myself... I am a grown adult now... a mother and a wife... I have the right to explain myself to whoever will listen...
It came to my attention last night that some of my single readers who don't have children think they have all the answers concerning child rearing... and even concerning marriage itself... Let me just say that unless you, yourself are in a specific situation you don't know how you will react, what you will say or even do...
I used to look at people before I had kids and criticize how they took care of them, how they disciplined or even just their family life in general... but it wasn't until I was actually in a family of my own that I realized just how hard it can be at times... Life it isn't easy... and I would say that parenthood is high on the list of difficulties.
To say that someone should be able to take care of two screaming children at the same time (I mean they are literally both screaming at the same time!) is absurd... Especially when you yourself don't have any children of your own and don't know what it is like to care for them.... and especially if one of those said children are running high fevers... and the other child thinks that he is starving!! Having two kids is a whole other ballgame!! Child care is a full time job for anyone... ask any mother that and they will tell you the same thing... so adding a second child to that makes a big difference.
Add to the top of that, a recovery from childbirth which contrary to popular belief takes more than a few weeks the second time around. I found that with Emma I bounced back so quickly that people were amazed that I had just had a baby! I was up with her three and four times a night... and I was rarely ever tired... but people... listen to me! She was my only child... if I was tired during the day I would just sleep when she slept!! With Josiah I haven't exactly bounced back so quickly... and he is also my "difficult" baby... he never sleeps and he has had many problems with eating... I bled longer this time... and each time that I got up to try and do some house work the bleeding would get really bad... I finally called the midwife and she told me that not only was I bleeding more because it was a second baby... but also because he was a LARGE baby... she told me I HAD to take it easy if I wanted it to stop...
Anyways... I said all that to say this... I have found... and so has my husband... that the best thing that keeps families going is teamwork... if that means that dad has to take a night time feeding then so be it... or maybe he has to cook a meal... no problem he can do that too... Because in the grand scheme of things in a couple more weeks I am going to be back to my old self... Cooking, cleaning, doing laundry... baking bread... make jellies... cookies... Knitting... crocheting...
So what some of these readers lack in knowledge was how I was before I got pregnant with Josiah and that I have every full intention of being that wife and mother again when my life slows down a little! And when I am finally that person again my hubby will be rewarded for the help he gave me because he too knew that it was only temporary!
It came to my attention last night that some of my single readers who don't have children think they have all the answers concerning child rearing... and even concerning marriage itself... Let me just say that unless you, yourself are in a specific situation you don't know how you will react, what you will say or even do...
I used to look at people before I had kids and criticize how they took care of them, how they disciplined or even just their family life in general... but it wasn't until I was actually in a family of my own that I realized just how hard it can be at times... Life it isn't easy... and I would say that parenthood is high on the list of difficulties.
To say that someone should be able to take care of two screaming children at the same time (I mean they are literally both screaming at the same time!) is absurd... Especially when you yourself don't have any children of your own and don't know what it is like to care for them.... and especially if one of those said children are running high fevers... and the other child thinks that he is starving!! Having two kids is a whole other ballgame!! Child care is a full time job for anyone... ask any mother that and they will tell you the same thing... so adding a second child to that makes a big difference.
Add to the top of that, a recovery from childbirth which contrary to popular belief takes more than a few weeks the second time around. I found that with Emma I bounced back so quickly that people were amazed that I had just had a baby! I was up with her three and four times a night... and I was rarely ever tired... but people... listen to me! She was my only child... if I was tired during the day I would just sleep when she slept!! With Josiah I haven't exactly bounced back so quickly... and he is also my "difficult" baby... he never sleeps and he has had many problems with eating... I bled longer this time... and each time that I got up to try and do some house work the bleeding would get really bad... I finally called the midwife and she told me that not only was I bleeding more because it was a second baby... but also because he was a LARGE baby... she told me I HAD to take it easy if I wanted it to stop...
Anyways... I said all that to say this... I have found... and so has my husband... that the best thing that keeps families going is teamwork... if that means that dad has to take a night time feeding then so be it... or maybe he has to cook a meal... no problem he can do that too... Because in the grand scheme of things in a couple more weeks I am going to be back to my old self... Cooking, cleaning, doing laundry... baking bread... make jellies... cookies... Knitting... crocheting...
So what some of these readers lack in knowledge was how I was before I got pregnant with Josiah and that I have every full intention of being that wife and mother again when my life slows down a little! And when I am finally that person again my hubby will be rewarded for the help he gave me because he too knew that it was only temporary!
Soy! It does a body good!
After almost three weeks of crying, gas, diarrhea, vomitting and no sleep, the doctor finally told me I could try Josiah on Soy formula.
Last night was the second night that he had the soy. Instead of waking every two hours to eat (which was only allowing me an hour of sleep at a time) he woke every three hours... He now takes three to four ounces (which he was supposed to have been doing two weeks ago!) He hasn't had diarrhea since we started it either... and the only time he throws up now is when he refuses to burp!
So someone ask me what soy equals???
I'll tell you ..... Soy=Sleep!
Last night was the second night that he had the soy. Instead of waking every two hours to eat (which was only allowing me an hour of sleep at a time) he woke every three hours... He now takes three to four ounces (which he was supposed to have been doing two weeks ago!) He hasn't had diarrhea since we started it either... and the only time he throws up now is when he refuses to burp!
So someone ask me what soy equals???
I'll tell you ..... Soy=Sleep!
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
She did it!!!
Sorry I haven't posted in a few! Been kinda busy!! I didn't even get to post for the new year... Oh well...
Anyways!!!! Emma went pee pee in the potty tonight!
Yesterday when she got up she kept grabbing her diaper and saying "Poo, poo." There was poop in there so I changed her.
Tonight I was putting her to bed and she kept saying that again and grabbing her diaper... I called my mom to see what I should do... cause there wasn't any poo in there! Mom told me to put her on the potty.
I did and she sat there for a little bit... when she got up there were little three little drops in there so I said " Yeah! Emma went pee pee in the potty!!" She clapped her hands then sat back down... so I left her there because Josiah was screaming.... after I took care of him for a minute she came waltzing out of the bathroom with her pants at her ankles... I went in to check the potty and she had peed in it!! A lot!! So we had a little party... dumped it down the toilet and said bye bye to it. She was excited... But I was sad cause I had missed it!
Well I was kinda hoping this was going to wait till spring when I wasn't so frazzled but I can't ignore the signs... so here we go... embarking on the potty training... hopefully it won't be too hard... Guess we need to go to Walmart and pick out some big girl undies! Maybe we can do that tomorrow... and I want to get some stickers and a poster board so she can have a reward system going... I am praying I can do this!
Anyways!!!! Emma went pee pee in the potty tonight!
Yesterday when she got up she kept grabbing her diaper and saying "Poo, poo." There was poop in there so I changed her.
Tonight I was putting her to bed and she kept saying that again and grabbing her diaper... I called my mom to see what I should do... cause there wasn't any poo in there! Mom told me to put her on the potty.
I did and she sat there for a little bit... when she got up there were little three little drops in there so I said " Yeah! Emma went pee pee in the potty!!" She clapped her hands then sat back down... so I left her there because Josiah was screaming.... after I took care of him for a minute she came waltzing out of the bathroom with her pants at her ankles... I went in to check the potty and she had peed in it!! A lot!! So we had a little party... dumped it down the toilet and said bye bye to it. She was excited... But I was sad cause I had missed it!
Well I was kinda hoping this was going to wait till spring when I wasn't so frazzled but I can't ignore the signs... so here we go... embarking on the potty training... hopefully it won't be too hard... Guess we need to go to Walmart and pick out some big girl undies! Maybe we can do that tomorrow... and I want to get some stickers and a poster board so she can have a reward system going... I am praying I can do this!
Friday, December 30, 2005
I'm in love with Dr. Brown!!!
Someone recommended Dr. Brown's bottles to me a couple of days ago due to Josiah's refusal to eat and the excessive gas.
Can I just say that the aforementioned Dr. Brown deserves a medal??? Josiah now takes three ounces at every feeding... Sleeps longer... Doesn't throw up and burps less!!! I am sooo happy that he is better!
The downfall?? The price!! Today while at Babies R' Us I was examining all the bottles... I decided on the skinny 4 ounce bottles... The price for ONE bottle was $4.99... Or I could get three for $12.99... I chose the set of three PRAYING that Josiah would actually like the bottle...
He did! And so tomorrow I plan on going back to the store and getting three more bottles... But I think that I will end up getting the 8 oz bottles because I don't want to invest in tons of 4 ozers only to have to back out and buy the bigger ones later on...
Thanks Dr. Brown!
Emma has taken to Josiah so well... Not a bit of jealousy... we are so thankful for that. She is constantly wanting to help... She will try to put his binky in his mouth when he is crying... She throws away dirty diapers for me... And she wants to help with everything else as well!
But tonight when I was in the kitchen cleaning out some bottles I hear this:
"Whhheeee!!"
I look in the living room and she is pushing the baby swing as far as it would go in both directions and poor Josiah was slumped all the way forward his little head bobbing...
I went CRAZY! I went in and told her NOOOOO you can hurt the baby that way... Of course she got very upset and proceeded to cry after I swatted her... (Yes... we spank our children... get over it!) But needless to say she hasn't done it again... Except later in the evening I caught her with a little makeup applicator for eyeshadow and she was trying to put that on Josiah as well...
Life will be interesting when they are finally able to play with each other!
Ah another cute thing.... She goes around and says in a sing songy voice...
" 'siah... 'siah... 'siah..."
That is what she calls him... Too cute!
Can I just say that the aforementioned Dr. Brown deserves a medal??? Josiah now takes three ounces at every feeding... Sleeps longer... Doesn't throw up and burps less!!! I am sooo happy that he is better!
The downfall?? The price!! Today while at Babies R' Us I was examining all the bottles... I decided on the skinny 4 ounce bottles... The price for ONE bottle was $4.99... Or I could get three for $12.99... I chose the set of three PRAYING that Josiah would actually like the bottle...
He did! And so tomorrow I plan on going back to the store and getting three more bottles... But I think that I will end up getting the 8 oz bottles because I don't want to invest in tons of 4 ozers only to have to back out and buy the bigger ones later on...
Thanks Dr. Brown!
Emma has taken to Josiah so well... Not a bit of jealousy... we are so thankful for that. She is constantly wanting to help... She will try to put his binky in his mouth when he is crying... She throws away dirty diapers for me... And she wants to help with everything else as well!
But tonight when I was in the kitchen cleaning out some bottles I hear this:
"Whhheeee!!"
I look in the living room and she is pushing the baby swing as far as it would go in both directions and poor Josiah was slumped all the way forward his little head bobbing...
I went CRAZY! I went in and told her NOOOOO you can hurt the baby that way... Of course she got very upset and proceeded to cry after I swatted her... (Yes... we spank our children... get over it!) But needless to say she hasn't done it again... Except later in the evening I caught her with a little makeup applicator for eyeshadow and she was trying to put that on Josiah as well...
Life will be interesting when they are finally able to play with each other!
Ah another cute thing.... She goes around and says in a sing songy voice...
" 'siah... 'siah... 'siah..."
That is what she calls him... Too cute!
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Throw me a PARTY!!!!
Yeehaw!!
I just had to tell everyone that I fit into my prepregnancy jeans today! And I don't even mind telling everyone... they are a size 10!! I am sooo happy... It really bolstered my spirits to be able to do that! Not to mention. According to my scale I am back to prepregnancy weight... although I think it is a few pounds off according to the doctor's scale... So any weight that I lose now is BONUS!
Anyways.. enough boasting.
Josiah went in for his weight check today. He had gained 5 oz since last Friday. The doctor said that is completely acceptable. And being that he is my old boss he then proceeded to tell me to relax and stop being so uptight. He said to let Josiah eat when he wants and however much he wants. Stop looking at the marks on the bottles and stop worrying. So I guess that is what I am going to try to do.
Although I am thinking about trying out a different bottle to see if it helps any. I have been reading reviews on it tonight. They are pretty pricey. But compared to the Ventairs that we bought they are about the same. Maybe they will help with the gas and stuff... We shall see. Some of the reviews said it even allowed the babies to take more in one setting due to the reduction of air in their stomachs... Since I am currently using $1 dollar bottles maybe that is our problem! Too much air getting in there and so he isn't taking as much... I am desperate and will try pretty much anything. Although I am sure that Pete will grumble about the price I will remind him it is for a good cause! His son!!
I just had to tell everyone that I fit into my prepregnancy jeans today! And I don't even mind telling everyone... they are a size 10!! I am sooo happy... It really bolstered my spirits to be able to do that! Not to mention. According to my scale I am back to prepregnancy weight... although I think it is a few pounds off according to the doctor's scale... So any weight that I lose now is BONUS!
Anyways.. enough boasting.
Josiah went in for his weight check today. He had gained 5 oz since last Friday. The doctor said that is completely acceptable. And being that he is my old boss he then proceeded to tell me to relax and stop being so uptight. He said to let Josiah eat when he wants and however much he wants. Stop looking at the marks on the bottles and stop worrying. So I guess that is what I am going to try to do.
Although I am thinking about trying out a different bottle to see if it helps any. I have been reading reviews on it tonight. They are pretty pricey. But compared to the Ventairs that we bought they are about the same. Maybe they will help with the gas and stuff... We shall see. Some of the reviews said it even allowed the babies to take more in one setting due to the reduction of air in their stomachs... Since I am currently using $1 dollar bottles maybe that is our problem! Too much air getting in there and so he isn't taking as much... I am desperate and will try pretty much anything. Although I am sure that Pete will grumble about the price I will remind him it is for a good cause! His son!!
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
1 down 6570 to go....
Days until Josiah turns 18.
I made it through my first night alone without Pete... With two kids to take care of!!
I am sooo glad it turned out well... I know it could have been worse... I also know that I will have worse days!! But Josiah was so good and Emma wasn't too, too bad... So it turned out better than I thought it was going to.
I had these horrible fears that I wouldn't be able to handle it... and that I wouldn't feel recovered enough to do it on my own... But I did... I took care of both of them... They both got fed and changed and loved on... I also folded some laundry, cleaned up the living room that was littered with toys and straightened up the kitchen a little...
I only hope that it goes this good for the rest of the week... Only because mommy seems to be coming down with a cold... the same one that wreaked havoc on the household the week before Josiah was born...
Pray that I don't get it as bad as Pete did!
The baby's rash is MUCH better... I think two days without all that excessive pooping really did the trick... I also have been vigilent about putting on the vaseline so I think that helped as well!
Also he is a bit of a tricky eater! He doesn't want to eat... So today I called the ped... I am going to be taking him in on Thursday for a weight check... He has done a bit better tonight... He took three ounces at 4:30... Better than his normal two ounces...
That is all I have time for tonight... Josiah is calling and thinks he is starving to death!!
I made it through my first night alone without Pete... With two kids to take care of!!
I am sooo glad it turned out well... I know it could have been worse... I also know that I will have worse days!! But Josiah was so good and Emma wasn't too, too bad... So it turned out better than I thought it was going to.
I had these horrible fears that I wouldn't be able to handle it... and that I wouldn't feel recovered enough to do it on my own... But I did... I took care of both of them... They both got fed and changed and loved on... I also folded some laundry, cleaned up the living room that was littered with toys and straightened up the kitchen a little...
I only hope that it goes this good for the rest of the week... Only because mommy seems to be coming down with a cold... the same one that wreaked havoc on the household the week before Josiah was born...
Pray that I don't get it as bad as Pete did!
The baby's rash is MUCH better... I think two days without all that excessive pooping really did the trick... I also have been vigilent about putting on the vaseline so I think that helped as well!
Also he is a bit of a tricky eater! He doesn't want to eat... So today I called the ped... I am going to be taking him in on Thursday for a weight check... He has done a bit better tonight... He took three ounces at 4:30... Better than his normal two ounces...
That is all I have time for tonight... Josiah is calling and thinks he is starving to death!!
Sunday, December 25, 2005
Merry Christmas everyone!!!
Something I learned this Christmas.... Bright red outfits against a dark background mixed with a flash don't always turn out so good! Mix in a toddler and a not so happy baby... sometimes disaster!Oh well!! I thought everyone would enjoy a picture of the kids for Christmas anyways...
And this is what poor Josiah got for his first Christmas present... A bath!!
Hope everyone had a great Christmas... and had a wonderful time with family and friends!
*Update on the baby*
I keep forgetting to tell everyone... But Josiah ended up with a broken right clavicle from being stuck in the birth canal... It should heal and be better by his one month checkup... Nothing to worry about really... Although now... he has a lovely rash on his poor little bottom. It has become so red and raw that it is open and oozing... It's all the stinking pooping he does! One before and after every feeding... Poor little guy... We shall call the doc tomorrow for some advice... I have tried everything I know to take care of it and it just isn't working.
Thursday, December 22, 2005
Josiah's Birth
On Sunday we ended up going back to the hospital at around 7ish... I was contracting every five minutes and the pain in my back was horrible... I thought that for sure this was finally it. So we trucked it back to the hospital.. this time with pillows and bags in hand.
When I got there I was not any more dilated... Disappointing... but they saw my contracting uterus on the monitor and decided it was worth a stay overnight... Pete and I walked the hallways for a little while and then got in the tub for a bit... At somewhere around ten or so they decided to give me some Nubain so I could get some sleep... Bad idea! The only thing that that accomplished was getting me into some kind of drunken state where I dreamed that I could fit two big marshmallows in a spice container... I heard our dog barking in the hospital and I asked Pete if he saw the fire too??
By Monday morning the contractions had spaced out so far that they decided I would probably go home... My midwife came in and gave me two options.... Strip my membranes and send me home... or don't strip my membranes and send me home... I figured well... stripping them didn't work with Emma... Oh well... So I said well go ahead and strip them and I will go home... After she did that painful act she proceeded to tell us that we could try other things to stimulate labor... A spicy meal.... Castor Oil.... Nipple Stimulation... Or Sex... I looked at her funny... Sex???
Yeah right!!
So we went on our way... stopped at the CVS for some Castor Oil and then went home to nap... Before hand we decided to try on of those "natural" inductions *wink*... After an hour nap I woke with the strongest contractions I had had yet... I was writhing in the bed... This was at about 11am... So after this went on for about two hours... I had tried a shower... eating... and walking around... nothing made them go away... my distraught husband (can't stand to see me in pain...) asked me to call...
We finally got to the hospital at about 2 or 3 that afternoon and the midwife checked me... She said Wow!! When you left this morning you were 2 cm... Now you are 3-4! And about two hours after that the nurse checked me again and I was 5 cm!! I was so excited now... I thought I am going to do this tonight!! But there was still this niggling thought in my brain that it would all stop and I would have to go home again...
At some point after finding out I was 5cm the nurse offered me the options of pain meds... I could have an injection (all of which make me act like a stark raving mad lunatic) or I could have an epidural... I just looked at her and said... but I am comfortable right now! I am dealing with each contraction as it comes and doing well! In fact I had been a high source of entertainment for the nurses thus far with my humor between the contractions...
As the night wore on it got closer to 9pm and my contractions had spaced out to about 10 minutes apart unless I stayed up and moving... So then the midwife came in and broke my water... Wow!! That sped things up like you wouldn't believe... After waiting about ten minutes the contractions came on quick and hard... I continued to manage well with the contractions... I used various positions... All fours.. standing leaning over the bed... The toilet... and leaning over the head of the bed with it all the way up in a 90 degree angle... The pain that I felt the most was at a point right about the center of my pubic bone... The pain was HORRIBLE... That was where I felt everything and it was very intense...
I am not sure of the time but probably close to 11:30 or so I started to go into transition... May I just say that is hell on earth with no meds??? I had waited too long... It appeared I had missed my window of opportunity for meds... I had managed so well so long that when I really needed the pain relief it was too late to get it... I struggled along... Screaming for meds... desperately trying to keep my bottom and legs relaxed and trying to find the strength to get through each contraction...
At around 11:45pm the midwife told me I had a small anterior lip on my cervix and that I could try to push around it... I tried a few times but it was half hearted and the pain continued to intensify at my pubic bone... at around 11:47 (or so I am told) I finally hit 10 cm and the midwife told me that the baby would be out in 1-3 contractions... I said good I can't take this much longer!! But the funny thing is that for that first contraction I refused to push cause I was too darn tired!! So for those last two contractions the urge to push totally overwhelmed me and I could not hold back... Strange moaning sounds emitted forth from my mouth and pushed like I had never pushed before... Strangely I never really felt that intense rectal pressure but the pubic pain worsened and I got the "ring of fire" that actually only lasted seconds...
A couple pushes later and his head was out... I could feel the relief and was waiting for that squishy feeling that you feel when the rest of the body comes out... But I didn't feel it... The midwife looked at me and said Bekah NOW would be a good time for a BIG push... I did so and nothing... Then she looked at the nurse and told her to call the other nurse and to push above my pubic bone... At this point... due to my experience as a nurse in labor and delivery I knew that the baby had shoulder dystocia... a condition where the second shoulder gets stuck above the pubic bone... after some weird manuevers with my legs and what Pete describes as "almost breaking the baby in half" he finally gave way... I still didn't know he was out though till a nurse said Bekah open your eyes you have a baby!! All this happened in a matter of 4 minutes... I pushed for about 4 minutes!!! Such a nice break after the two and half hours with Emma!
I looked down and saw him.. He was beautiful... I kept asking if he was a boy... They said yes... I noticed he wasn't really breathing but he eventually did... The midwife and nurses commented on how big he looked... But since I am used to a toddler he looked little to me!!
A few minutes later after Pete cut the cord and the baby had laid with me a little bit they took him to get weighed... They kept saying how big he looked and how he looked like a football player.... When they weighed him the nurse laughed and said Whoa!! He is 9lbs 12oz!! I was SHOCKED to say the least.. How could little ole me create an almost 10lb baby!!!
So his face was bruised a little but other then that he faired his difficult delivery well... Mom is fairing pretty well... A little sore and bruised herself but good none the less!!
I am very satisified with the way the delivery went... I loved the nurse I had at the time of delivery... She was awesome!!! She stayed in the room from the time they broke my water till the baby was born... She suggested all kinds of positions and really kept encouraging me and reminding me that it was almost over!! I loved her to death...and she is going to get a thank you card from us for sure!
I also wanted to add that even though we had that scare with the cyst in his brain Josiah came out perfectly healthy and formed... I thank God for that.
Also one other note about his name...
We chose the name Josiah before we ever found out if he was a boy or that there was a possible problem... Since then we found out that one of the meanings of Josiah is "Jehovah Heals" How true is it that his name fits the surroundings of his making and birth... We love Josiah and are very glad that God blessed us with his presence.
When I got there I was not any more dilated... Disappointing... but they saw my contracting uterus on the monitor and decided it was worth a stay overnight... Pete and I walked the hallways for a little while and then got in the tub for a bit... At somewhere around ten or so they decided to give me some Nubain so I could get some sleep... Bad idea! The only thing that that accomplished was getting me into some kind of drunken state where I dreamed that I could fit two big marshmallows in a spice container... I heard our dog barking in the hospital and I asked Pete if he saw the fire too??
By Monday morning the contractions had spaced out so far that they decided I would probably go home... My midwife came in and gave me two options.... Strip my membranes and send me home... or don't strip my membranes and send me home... I figured well... stripping them didn't work with Emma... Oh well... So I said well go ahead and strip them and I will go home... After she did that painful act she proceeded to tell us that we could try other things to stimulate labor... A spicy meal.... Castor Oil.... Nipple Stimulation... Or Sex... I looked at her funny... Sex???
Yeah right!!
So we went on our way... stopped at the CVS for some Castor Oil and then went home to nap... Before hand we decided to try on of those "natural" inductions *wink*... After an hour nap I woke with the strongest contractions I had had yet... I was writhing in the bed... This was at about 11am... So after this went on for about two hours... I had tried a shower... eating... and walking around... nothing made them go away... my distraught husband (can't stand to see me in pain...) asked me to call...
We finally got to the hospital at about 2 or 3 that afternoon and the midwife checked me... She said Wow!! When you left this morning you were 2 cm... Now you are 3-4! And about two hours after that the nurse checked me again and I was 5 cm!! I was so excited now... I thought I am going to do this tonight!! But there was still this niggling thought in my brain that it would all stop and I would have to go home again...
At some point after finding out I was 5cm the nurse offered me the options of pain meds... I could have an injection (all of which make me act like a stark raving mad lunatic) or I could have an epidural... I just looked at her and said... but I am comfortable right now! I am dealing with each contraction as it comes and doing well! In fact I had been a high source of entertainment for the nurses thus far with my humor between the contractions...
As the night wore on it got closer to 9pm and my contractions had spaced out to about 10 minutes apart unless I stayed up and moving... So then the midwife came in and broke my water... Wow!! That sped things up like you wouldn't believe... After waiting about ten minutes the contractions came on quick and hard... I continued to manage well with the contractions... I used various positions... All fours.. standing leaning over the bed... The toilet... and leaning over the head of the bed with it all the way up in a 90 degree angle... The pain that I felt the most was at a point right about the center of my pubic bone... The pain was HORRIBLE... That was where I felt everything and it was very intense...
I am not sure of the time but probably close to 11:30 or so I started to go into transition... May I just say that is hell on earth with no meds??? I had waited too long... It appeared I had missed my window of opportunity for meds... I had managed so well so long that when I really needed the pain relief it was too late to get it... I struggled along... Screaming for meds... desperately trying to keep my bottom and legs relaxed and trying to find the strength to get through each contraction...
At around 11:45pm the midwife told me I had a small anterior lip on my cervix and that I could try to push around it... I tried a few times but it was half hearted and the pain continued to intensify at my pubic bone... at around 11:47 (or so I am told) I finally hit 10 cm and the midwife told me that the baby would be out in 1-3 contractions... I said good I can't take this much longer!! But the funny thing is that for that first contraction I refused to push cause I was too darn tired!! So for those last two contractions the urge to push totally overwhelmed me and I could not hold back... Strange moaning sounds emitted forth from my mouth and pushed like I had never pushed before... Strangely I never really felt that intense rectal pressure but the pubic pain worsened and I got the "ring of fire" that actually only lasted seconds...
A couple pushes later and his head was out... I could feel the relief and was waiting for that squishy feeling that you feel when the rest of the body comes out... But I didn't feel it... The midwife looked at me and said Bekah NOW would be a good time for a BIG push... I did so and nothing... Then she looked at the nurse and told her to call the other nurse and to push above my pubic bone... At this point... due to my experience as a nurse in labor and delivery I knew that the baby had shoulder dystocia... a condition where the second shoulder gets stuck above the pubic bone... after some weird manuevers with my legs and what Pete describes as "almost breaking the baby in half" he finally gave way... I still didn't know he was out though till a nurse said Bekah open your eyes you have a baby!! All this happened in a matter of 4 minutes... I pushed for about 4 minutes!!! Such a nice break after the two and half hours with Emma!
I looked down and saw him.. He was beautiful... I kept asking if he was a boy... They said yes... I noticed he wasn't really breathing but he eventually did... The midwife and nurses commented on how big he looked... But since I am used to a toddler he looked little to me!!
A few minutes later after Pete cut the cord and the baby had laid with me a little bit they took him to get weighed... They kept saying how big he looked and how he looked like a football player.... When they weighed him the nurse laughed and said Whoa!! He is 9lbs 12oz!! I was SHOCKED to say the least.. How could little ole me create an almost 10lb baby!!!
So his face was bruised a little but other then that he faired his difficult delivery well... Mom is fairing pretty well... A little sore and bruised herself but good none the less!!
I am very satisified with the way the delivery went... I loved the nurse I had at the time of delivery... She was awesome!!! She stayed in the room from the time they broke my water till the baby was born... She suggested all kinds of positions and really kept encouraging me and reminding me that it was almost over!! I loved her to death...and she is going to get a thank you card from us for sure!
I also wanted to add that even though we had that scare with the cyst in his brain Josiah came out perfectly healthy and formed... I thank God for that.
Also one other note about his name...
We chose the name Josiah before we ever found out if he was a boy or that there was a possible problem... Since then we found out that one of the meanings of Josiah is "Jehovah Heals" How true is it that his name fits the surroundings of his making and birth... We love Josiah and are very glad that God blessed us with his presence.
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
He's finally here!!!!
He is finally here!!! I thought it would never happen... But finally it did! After three trips to the hospital in two days we finally got to stay the last time and the end product was our baby!!
A couple of pics of our son!
Josiah Christian was born Monday December 19th at 11:51 pm... He was 9lbs 12 oz and 21.5 in long... I did natural with no meds... (Don't know what possessed me to do that!) and I didn't tear... a small miracle if you ask me...
So now I think I will go take care of the little one.. And since my rear end is killing me sitting in this chair I will come back later and write out all the gory details...
If you want to see a cute pick of Josiah with his sister go to www.setonhealth.org and click on New Arrivals... Go to Dec 19th and look under Josiah Christian...
More later!
A couple of pics of our son!
Josiah Christian was born Monday December 19th at 11:51 pm... He was 9lbs 12 oz and 21.5 in long... I did natural with no meds... (Don't know what possessed me to do that!) and I didn't tear... a small miracle if you ask me...
So now I think I will go take care of the little one.. And since my rear end is killing me sitting in this chair I will come back later and write out all the gory details...
If you want to see a cute pick of Josiah with his sister go to www.setonhealth.org and click on New Arrivals... Go to Dec 19th and look under Josiah Christian...
More later!
Sunday, December 18, 2005
Just thought I would update everyone...
I started to contract at 2:30am Sunday morning... They were about 15-20 minutes apart... I was able to get a little sleep for the next couple hours... But after a while they woke me again and steadily progressed to 5 minutes apart... At this point the pain in my back was unbearable so I called the midwife... She had me come in...
Once I got there the contractions had spaced out to 7 minutes apart but they checked me anyways... I was 2-3 cm dilated and 60-70% effaced... Progress!! So they suggested the jacuzzi... I was in there for a total of two hours... after which the nurse checked me again... No more dilation but up to as much as 80% effaced.... I got really discouraged... Especially since the contractions had gotten stronger and longer in the tub... She gave me the option to go home or stay... wherever I thought I might be more comfortable..
Since I don't want to be in the hospital for three days before Josiah comes I decided to come home... The nurse definitely thinks this is labor... She felt kinda 50/50 about me going home... But assured us that we probably won't make it to our appointment on this coming Thursday... She believes we will back tonight sometime...
I really hope she is right... We got home and I was able to get a little bit of a nap... After that I had a little bit of hysterical crying because I feel like such a failure.. Like my body just can't do this right... Then I sat and crocheted booties in between contractions... They come as close as 5 minutes apart but as far as ten... So I am still getting discouraged that this isn't it... The only thing that makes me think that it is, is that some of the contractions are PAINFUL and they last well over a minute....
Please pray this baby makes an appearance before tomorrow morning.... I don't think I can take days of this without any pain meds... My back feels like it is going to break in half...
If we have any news to report in the next couple of days we certainly will... I hope our wishes for our Christmas baby come true...
Once I got there the contractions had spaced out to 7 minutes apart but they checked me anyways... I was 2-3 cm dilated and 60-70% effaced... Progress!! So they suggested the jacuzzi... I was in there for a total of two hours... after which the nurse checked me again... No more dilation but up to as much as 80% effaced.... I got really discouraged... Especially since the contractions had gotten stronger and longer in the tub... She gave me the option to go home or stay... wherever I thought I might be more comfortable..
Since I don't want to be in the hospital for three days before Josiah comes I decided to come home... The nurse definitely thinks this is labor... She felt kinda 50/50 about me going home... But assured us that we probably won't make it to our appointment on this coming Thursday... She believes we will back tonight sometime...
I really hope she is right... We got home and I was able to get a little bit of a nap... After that I had a little bit of hysterical crying because I feel like such a failure.. Like my body just can't do this right... Then I sat and crocheted booties in between contractions... They come as close as 5 minutes apart but as far as ten... So I am still getting discouraged that this isn't it... The only thing that makes me think that it is, is that some of the contractions are PAINFUL and they last well over a minute....
Please pray this baby makes an appearance before tomorrow morning.... I don't think I can take days of this without any pain meds... My back feels like it is going to break in half...
If we have any news to report in the next couple of days we certainly will... I hope our wishes for our Christmas baby come true...
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