Wednesday, April 29, 2009

I pray for her

I HAD to post this. I just put Adelaide down for bed and as I was holding her she leaned forward suddenly and headbutted me in the nose. It hurt and tears instantly filled my eyes. Rocky was in the room, and Adelaide went to him and immediately said, "we need to pray for her." Rocky asked her if she wanted to do it, and she said she did. She said, "Dear Jesus, I thank you for my mommy. I hurt her eye. Amen." She was off on the body part she had hurt, but it didn't matter. More tears filled my eyes as I thought about what a loving little girl I have.

38 Weeks

I went in today to see the OB. I didn't lose weight again this week but didn't gain any either. Baby's heartbeat also sounded great so that's also good. I'm measuring a little further behind than I was last week but there was a little growth. Last week I was around 2 weeks smaller and this week around 2.5-3. The doctor said an ultrasound at this point wouldn't be that helpful; she said for measuring growth and weight one every 3 weeks is standard. So we've already scheduled an ultrasound for next Wednesday. She said that if the little guy is under the 10th percentile she might want to go ahead and induce because he could probably get better nutrition outside of the womb. It's a little crazy that I may have a kid in a week! I keep thinking that I'd have at least 3 weeks or so. It also didn't help that they've been using a due date of May 14th for me and I've been going by May 19th. I just found that out today. I'm already dilated to 1 cm. Still high and not effaced much though. I just looked back on the blog to when I was pregnant with Adelaide and I wasn't dilated at all until after my due date last time. Things seem to be working a little faster this time.

Keep praying that our boy would be fine and would start growing and that despite him being smaller than normal that labor would go smoothly that he wouldn't get distressed.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

37 Weeks

So today I'm officially 37 weeks pregnant. It's hard to believe that our little guy will be here so soon. Last pregnancy I never had any contractions prior to my actual active labor but I've been having Braxton Hicks almost every day multiple times a day. I'm hoping that's a good sign that my body will know what to do better than it did last time. (For those of you that don't know, I was 15 days late with Adelaide!). Last night was the worst set of contractions so far; I even though I had the baby in bed because I had such a vivid dream that it happened. I was quite bummed at 3am when Adelaide woke up coughing because the baby was still in utereo. I'm not really in that big of a hurry really, my dream just was so deceiving.

I go in tomorrow for my weekly exam and I'm really looking forward to it. I've been more eager to go in each time now that I've been measuring small. Last week I was measuring 2 weeks behind and I'd even lost a couple of pounds. I'm hoping that somehow this week our little guy has put on some weight and I'll be measuring a little closer to the due date instead of getting furthur and furthur behind. My doctor said she may do an ultrasound again this week to rule out any concerns. We'll see. I'd definitely like to have one just to see him again and make sure everything is still looking healthy.

Everything points that the baby is fine but we'd love your prayers for us. We'd love your prayers even if there was absolutely no reason for concern. It's going to be a crazy next few weeks! My dream last night spurred me on to start getting some stuff together for the hospital. Now we've got the carseat out and a few things I learned would have been helpful for the baby at the hospital (for instance, why at Seton NW are the shirts also considered pants? and Size 1 diapers the diapers size for brand new babies?). Now I've got to get ours and Adelaide's stuff together, at least a list of what we'll need anyway.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

More Funny from Adelaide

I can not remember all the funny things Adelaide says but here are a few that she's said over the past few days. I love my kid! (BTW, poor girl has had 3 breathing treatments so far today. :( She seems fine just wheezing or sounding like a dolphin as she describes it).

OK, so the other day we went to the outlet mall. We were taking it slow so I let Adelaide play on each and every one of the riding toys (lack of a better term) around. Every time she would ask me to make it go. I kept telling her I didn't have money to make it go. That seemed to satisfy her and she'd just keep on playing. Well, later that day Rocky and I were helping a friend work on their car. While they were working, I let Adelaide play in my car. I looked over at one point and she was trying to put quarters in the ignition. When she saw me looking she said, "mom, I have money. I can make it go!"

I realized yesterday that Adelaide never really saw pictures from the last ultrasound so I got them out to show her. When she started looking at them, she said, "it's dark in there. He is bored."

I'll share more about my doctor's visit later, but on Thursday I had planned to drop Adelaide at the YMCA while I went in for my weekly visit. As we were walking in, Adelaide saw all the kids playing outside and got really excited. What I didn't know however was that the "off-site hours" had changed days so I couldn't actually leave Adelaide. As we were walking out and walking past all the kids I was just telling Adelaide she was going to get to play with, she started freaking out. I mean sobbing hard and inconsolably. I told her I understood why she was frustrated and that I was frustrated too, but that didn't really help too much. I was in a big hurry at this point and didn't really have time to let her get over it, but she was not letting me put her in her seat. Finally I had to physically hold her in the seat while I wrestled the straps on her and had her scream in my face. It was miserable but it had to be done. Once we arrived at the doctor's office, I went to get her out and what she said melted my heart. She said, "Mom, I'm sorry my freaking out." Sure terminology is mine but still, I really appreciated it.

Last night at dinner Rocky was manning things all on his own. He was feeding Adelaide and her friend Avery. He said it was a little crazy but here's the icing on the cake. It's one of those times where as a parent you want to discipline but you can't help but laugh. He said he was cleaning up the kitchen and when he turned around Adelaide was standing up on her chair, pizza all over the table, looking through her transparent yellow plate saying, "everything's yellow. everything's yellow" over and over.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

35 Weeks

So today I went in for my typical exam only with a twist. When I was measured last time and this time, I measured small. My OB wanted me to go immediately and have an ultrasound to make sure everything was OK. Her urgency freaked me out a little though she assured me everything was probably just fine. Adelaide was with me and had been quite patient for the hour I'd already been at the office so I had Rocky come up and watch her while I waited for the ultrasound and to meet with the doctor again afterward. I was so glad he was able to rush up at the last minute to help.

I was nervous going into the ultrasound not knowing what to expect; I was hoping that I would just get some cute pictures of our boy and be reassured and that would be that. Even though Adelaide was extremely late (15 days past her due date), I never measured small. The technician started with all the typical measurements and everything. She was very thorough and explained everything she was doing step by step which I was very thankful for. Luckily our boy looked totally healthy as did my placenta and fluid and everything. He just measured small. She said he was 5 lbs which put him in the 13th percentile but he is still on the charts. We'll just have to pray he continues to grow well and gain weight. He is proportional, and there was no explanation as to why he is smaller than normal. They say babies can gain about a half pound a week here at the end. If he does then he should be around 7 lbs when he's born which seems pretty normal to me especially considering Adelaide was only 7 lbs 4 oz and was 15 days late.

Although the pit in my stomach is just starting to go away (which is silly considering the results were positive), it was fun to see our little boy moving around. I wish I had a scanner to scan in his pictures. Maybe I'll borrow one; I'm such a slacker I never posted his original ultrasound video or pictures. Highlights of the ultrasound: The tech commented on his big cheeks which they did when I had ultrasounds with Adelaide as well. Weird that he's skinny but has big cheeks. Maybe they need to take that into account. He has a cute face already. He was quite active the entire visit. He was "practicing breathing" which was cool to see. He kept one hand up by his face most of the time and only stopped once when he played with his feet. It was cool to catch him grabbing his toes. Oh yeah, and we confirmed yet again that he is indeed a boy.

I can't wait to meet the little guy. Please join with me in praying that he'll be healthy.

Thursday, April 09, 2009

Cute as Can Be

Even though Adelaide was pretty sick when I videoed this, she is still adorable as all get out. I'll have to video her again when her lungs are at full capacity. Baby Beluga is still her favorite song, and still is in our heads about 90% of the time.


video

My favorite part of this one is that she tries to convince me she made one of the weird sounds in the song with her leg.


video

Baby Beluga part 2.

My sweet sick little girl. Look at those puffy red eyes. At least she likes her breathing treatments.

God

When we put Adelaide in the car the other day she said, "God lives at the store." Well, I guess she's sort of right. He is everywhere, isn't He?

Later down the road she said, "The bunny rabbit is going to sit right here" pointing to the seat next to her. Then she said, "Hi bunny" to the empty seat. At that point, I couldn't hold the laughter back anymore.

Monday, April 06, 2009

Feel like a Failure

So I really need some advice from you seasoned moms. I've been struggling with this for weeks now and have sought out answers from friends but none of them have been through the same thing. I have even searched for answers via online forums but don't know what to do.

I posted well over a month ago that Adelaide was pretty much potty trained. Well, that was a month ago. She did an amazing job for about 3 weeks but then just quit. The timing sort of correlated with some attitude issues we also started facing.

Anytime we ask her if she needs to potty she says no. For awhile it was just poop accidents and now it's even back to pee accidents all the time. She will go when we make her sit on the potty but other than that, she has no desire. She can remain dry if we force her to go when we think she needs to, but she'll never say she needs to do it anymore. She isn't motivated by bribes, praise, or anything. She doesn't even seem to mind being wet or poopy anymore.

We tried taking a break for the weekend when we were out of town. We decided we'd put her in pull ups and not say a thing. She started asking to go all on her own and actually had less accidents. Awesome. So we thought we'd just carry that same idea when we came home, don't ask her and maybe her interest would peak again. No such luck. Today (granted she is sick) I think she maybe only used the potty twice. That's it.

It's stressful. I wonder if I should just quit and try again later, but then the thought of it makes me feel like a failure. I don't like to give up or back track, but I'm starting to wonder if even though Adelaide is totally ready physically if it was just too much for her emotionally to be such a big girl. She seems to already understand alot about the new baby and has been saying she wants to be a baby too. I don't know if that is playing a part at all or not.

Anyway, I'd LOVE any stories you have (if they wouldn't make me feel like more of a failure) and any advice you have to share on the subject. I really feel totally clueless at this point, but the idea of pushing something that seems hopeless also seems too stressful AND the idea of going back to diapers seems ridiculous. Maybe it's not and I just need to get over it. Help!

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

Where does she come up with this stuff?

The other day I was telling Adelaide she could have a cookie as a snack because she had been doing so well on the potty that day. I also said she could have a little milk because I love milk and cookies together. She turned to me very seriously and said, "I love diamonds." Guess my milk and cookies know where they rank.