Thursday, July 30, 2009
Beat the Heat Tip #2
Yesterday hit 106*F. One can only spend so much time at the library so..... head to the coast where it was a balmy 67*F! Sand, sea water, friends...
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
It's hot
We are experiencing a heat wave. Our cardboard box does not include air conditioning. TGINSP (Thank Goodness I'm Not Still Pregnant!!) So what does one do? Go to the library! Let me just say.... it's busy....
Last night D went to be bathroom on the potty. Not big news. However, after he was done, K took off her diaper and sat on the potty all by herself. Drum Roll Please.....
She POOPED!!
Not a lot but still, it's progress!
Then today, she took her diaper off, sat on the toilet and nothing. Put her diaper back on and within 20 minutes she had filled it will stinky stuff. *sigh* We just keep hoping.
Last night D went to be bathroom on the potty. Not big news. However, after he was done, K took off her diaper and sat on the potty all by herself. Drum Roll Please.....
She POOPED!!
Not a lot but still, it's progress!
Then today, she took her diaper off, sat on the toilet and nothing. Put her diaper back on and within 20 minutes she had filled it will stinky stuff. *sigh* We just keep hoping.
Monday, July 20, 2009
PSA
Public Service Announcement:
For anyone who is keeping track, brown sugar should be added to The List of Things Difficult to Remove From Carpet and/or Upholstery. It is not however difficult to remove from a 2 year old. The trickest part is removing the 2 year old from the brown sugar.
For anyone who is keeping track, brown sugar should be added to The List of Things Difficult to Remove From Carpet and/or Upholstery. It is not however difficult to remove from a 2 year old. The trickest part is removing the 2 year old from the brown sugar.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
Meet the Office
All during my pregnancy, D has been curious about how this whole baby thing works. Well, maybe not the whole baby thing, but how the baby gets out. We have tried to answer his questions honestly and using the correct terminology. We talked about vaginal births and c-sections. We didn't get into a lot of detail, he is after all only 4. But we did answer his questions.
So, after the birth, the kids came to see the baby and I. Because A was born at 7:50 pm, the kids were able to come that night. Needless to say, I was a bit uh, sore... D was concerned and asked how my v* was doing. The next evening when we had family prayer, he prayed for my v* to get better. Really, I think the kid knows too much.
This was the best though:
We took the baby to Roy's office to make her grand debut. (She was, of course, hungry and ate nearly the entire time.) Just when the largest crowd had gathered of onlookers, D took that opportunity to announce that my v* was doing much better (because he has been asking very concernedly). Whew, look at me blush and try to talk over him. Fortunately the onlookers were all women at that point! They took note of my embarrassment and mostly pretended not to notice.
So, after the birth, the kids came to see the baby and I. Because A was born at 7:50 pm, the kids were able to come that night. Needless to say, I was a bit uh, sore... D was concerned and asked how my v* was doing. The next evening when we had family prayer, he prayed for my v* to get better. Really, I think the kid knows too much.
This was the best though:
We took the baby to Roy's office to make her grand debut. (She was, of course, hungry and ate nearly the entire time.) Just when the largest crowd had gathered of onlookers, D took that opportunity to announce that my v* was doing much better (because he has been asking very concernedly). Whew, look at me blush and try to talk over him. Fortunately the onlookers were all women at that point! They took note of my embarrassment and mostly pretended not to notice.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
The long awaited birth story...
Really, I have tried to do this several times before. Blogger and I have been fighting over getting pictures posted and publishing posts. I think we are friends again. I hope.
So how it happened. . .
Tuesday morning I stood up out of the recliner and felt a sort of pop in my abdomen. A few seconds later there was leakage of water like fluids. I figured I had broken my water but nothing else was leaking out. I wasn't having contractions, so I just decided to go about my merry way, figuring that if my water had indeed broken, it would become apparent soon enough.
Grandma and took the kids to the 'fire-truck park'. While there, I started having contractions. Nothing serious. Nothing to even call Roy about. I tried timing them. They were anywhere from 7-15 minutes apart lasting for 30 seconds to a minute. They were uncomfortable but really no big deal pain wise.
Head home for lunch. Contractions still the same, no more leakage of water. I knew this baby would be born today, but it seemed she was in no hurry to get the ball rolling. Finally, around 2:30 or 3 ish I called Roy. Even though things weren't really progressing quickly I decided we should head to the hospital and at least find out what was going on. Besides, last time I waited until my contractions were regular and had a baby 3 hours and 20 minutes later. Didn't want to do that again!
Roy, remember last time, rushes home slightly frantic. I reassure him and we head out. D was very excited. K was alseep.
At the hospital, the nurse confirms that it was indeed amniotic (sp?) fluid that had leaked so they admit me. Contractions are still irregular and really not that bad. After confirming to every person in the hospital at least three times (really, I felt like such a wimp every time they would ask) that my birth plan DEFINITELY included the epidural, I got an IV going. I'm hanging out in the hospital bed or bouncing on a 'birthing ball'. Roy's watching TV. Finally at 6:30ish I page the nurse. I figure, even though I'm still not regular, my contractions are getting harder and maybe the doctor could come check for dialation. We really don't want to miss the epidural window.
Doctor comes in about 7. Checks for dialation. Pronounces me at 10cm. Explains that my water had not actually broken as it was still in tact -- must have been a small foresack of water. Talks fast about how all he has to do is break my water and this baby will come. Epidural not a great options. I've already made it through the hard part. (LIAR) Think how after delivery my "legs would be my own". (He failed to mention what else would also be my own.)
Finally after a few minutes of such discussion I tell the doctor that he can break my water if he stands right there at the end of the bed because this baby is coming out now. I am not going to lay here for an hour. He agrees that this is okay because I'm ready.
Doctor breaks my water, next contraction WHOA! I am defintely ready to push. Basically I remember looking at the clock during our discussion to see that it is 7:20. At 7:50 baby Pyatt number 3 arrived in this world. (I was totally not kidding when I said that if he popped my water I was getting this baby out.)
All told
real labor: unknown since they usually count that as when your water breaks or when your contraction become hard and regular neither of which really happened
pushing: 15 minutes
baby: 8 lbs 6 oz, 20in
For anyone keeping track, this means I now belong to that group of insane people who have had a natural child birth since the advent of the epidural. I don't know if it really counts because it was SOOO not my plan.
So how it happened. . .
Tuesday morning I stood up out of the recliner and felt a sort of pop in my abdomen. A few seconds later there was leakage of water like fluids. I figured I had broken my water but nothing else was leaking out. I wasn't having contractions, so I just decided to go about my merry way, figuring that if my water had indeed broken, it would become apparent soon enough.
Grandma and took the kids to the 'fire-truck park'. While there, I started having contractions. Nothing serious. Nothing to even call Roy about. I tried timing them. They were anywhere from 7-15 minutes apart lasting for 30 seconds to a minute. They were uncomfortable but really no big deal pain wise.
Head home for lunch. Contractions still the same, no more leakage of water. I knew this baby would be born today, but it seemed she was in no hurry to get the ball rolling. Finally, around 2:30 or 3 ish I called Roy. Even though things weren't really progressing quickly I decided we should head to the hospital and at least find out what was going on. Besides, last time I waited until my contractions were regular and had a baby 3 hours and 20 minutes later. Didn't want to do that again!
Roy, remember last time, rushes home slightly frantic. I reassure him and we head out. D was very excited. K was alseep.
At the hospital, the nurse confirms that it was indeed amniotic (sp?) fluid that had leaked so they admit me. Contractions are still irregular and really not that bad. After confirming to every person in the hospital at least three times (really, I felt like such a wimp every time they would ask) that my birth plan DEFINITELY included the epidural, I got an IV going. I'm hanging out in the hospital bed or bouncing on a 'birthing ball'. Roy's watching TV. Finally at 6:30ish I page the nurse. I figure, even though I'm still not regular, my contractions are getting harder and maybe the doctor could come check for dialation. We really don't want to miss the epidural window.
Doctor comes in about 7. Checks for dialation. Pronounces me at 10cm. Explains that my water had not actually broken as it was still in tact -- must have been a small foresack of water. Talks fast about how all he has to do is break my water and this baby will come. Epidural not a great options. I've already made it through the hard part. (LIAR) Think how after delivery my "legs would be my own". (He failed to mention what else would also be my own.)
Finally after a few minutes of such discussion I tell the doctor that he can break my water if he stands right there at the end of the bed because this baby is coming out now. I am not going to lay here for an hour. He agrees that this is okay because I'm ready.
Doctor breaks my water, next contraction WHOA! I am defintely ready to push. Basically I remember looking at the clock during our discussion to see that it is 7:20. At 7:50 baby Pyatt number 3 arrived in this world. (I was totally not kidding when I said that if he popped my water I was getting this baby out.)
All told
real labor: unknown since they usually count that as when your water breaks or when your contraction become hard and regular neither of which really happened
pushing: 15 minutes
baby: 8 lbs 6 oz, 20in
For anyone keeping track, this means I now belong to that group of insane people who have had a natural child birth since the advent of the epidural. I don't know if it really counts because it was SOOO not my plan.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
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Thursday, July 2, 2009
For anyone who is wondering...
I'm still pregnant. Apparently this baby didn't get the memo that my babies are born early. Yes, I know that today is my due date and many women don't deliver until after their due dates. However, I have never made it this far. I'm going crazy. Feel free to pity me....or not if you are one of those who always goes late.
On another note, yesterday was K's birthday. Sometime soon I'll put up the pictures of her awesome Candyland cake and little party with friends. . .. Maybe. .... Soon. .. . .
On another note, yesterday was K's birthday. Sometime soon I'll put up the pictures of her awesome Candyland cake and little party with friends. . .. Maybe. .... Soon. .. . .
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