for this blog becoming a lot about weight loss and a little about Keevia... but in reality, I need to get this stuff off my chest, and I'm sure she would understand.
She's currently snoozing in her swing... she likes the swing we got for free from someone at our old church. She despises the swing I paid $50 for at a yard sale that was cute and soft and played music and had lights and swinging bears... So, alas, she sleeps in this one and we're going to re-sale the other one.
I made it all evening without any milk, and so far, except for the milk in my coffee, I haven't had any today. I'm not being SUPER strict about it... I'm just trying to cut the huge amounts of milk I consumed down. I'm not reading the labels of everything I eat, ransacking it for the many disguises of milk though. I already do that with high fructose corn syrup and hydrogenated oils... honestly, I want to be able to eat SOME pre-made food (although as a family we try to avoid anything overly processed. I meant like graham crackers).
I DID work out today!!! I feel it to. I tried not to over do it, but woah, the muscles in my back are complaining a little. My Mom purchased a machine called the "NeoShaper" and it's pretty cool You can do a variety of different exercises on it by just moving things around. She also purchased the bike attachment, which we have yet to try out. When I come home on weekends I would love to use it, and then use 30 Day Shred at my apartment. In all honesty, I would love for the Mommy Fairy to get me a Wii Fit as well, but I pay the bills and I know THAT ain't happening.
Carl has been getting stellar hours this week though... He worked from 4am-3pm with an hours lunch both on Monday and Wednesday. Of course he only worked 1 day last week for 4 hours though, so it doesn't really make up much. But.. We'll make it.
My weight is laying on my heart so heavily (no pun intended). I've never been as uncomfortable about my appearance before in my life. I've never hated having my picture taken quite like I do right now.
I'm taking actions to rectify the situation though. And slowly, but surely, I'll get there.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Reflux Rollercoaster
I very well may die a very sad death soon.
I'm cutting milk out from my diet.
Y'all just don't understand. I drink 3-4+ glasses of it a day. I drink it in coffee. I eat cereal. I eat it in oatmeal. I eat cheese. I eat lots of butter. WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?
Why am I doing this insanity? Why am I going down the curvy path instead of the straight and narrow?
I'm pretty sure my daughter has reflux. I refuse to have her put on prevacid or some other medicine that stops the acid in her stomach... to me, that just isn't safe. So, I'm giving her mylanta (which doesn't stop the production of acid, it merely neutralizes it), as well as sitting her up after every feeding, and the kicker... cutting out dairy.
I'm literally already shuddering with the thought of not drinking milk. I started craving it while pregnant and I continue to crave it. I've cut out all coke at home (GO ME!) so I drank milk or water with meals.
Hello water, apparently we're about to be besties.
I'm cutting milk out from my diet.
Y'all just don't understand. I drink 3-4+ glasses of it a day. I drink it in coffee. I eat cereal. I eat it in oatmeal. I eat cheese. I eat lots of butter. WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?
Why am I doing this insanity? Why am I going down the curvy path instead of the straight and narrow?
I'm pretty sure my daughter has reflux. I refuse to have her put on prevacid or some other medicine that stops the acid in her stomach... to me, that just isn't safe. So, I'm giving her mylanta (which doesn't stop the production of acid, it merely neutralizes it), as well as sitting her up after every feeding, and the kicker... cutting out dairy.
I'm literally already shuddering with the thought of not drinking milk. I started craving it while pregnant and I continue to crave it. I've cut out all coke at home (GO ME!) so I drank milk or water with meals.
Hello water, apparently we're about to be besties.
Bold Blogging
Mckmama has stated that she's been lead to blog boldly. She even blogged today about another blogger who has felt led to join together bold bloggers. I feel that I blogged boldly throughout my miscarriage, but I failed miserable that boldly blogging through pregnancy (or blogging at all for that matter). I need to blog boldly about my mothering skills, being a wife, and my hopes, fears, thoughts and prayers. So, in an effort to do so, I present my first bold post.
I am unhappy.
But, in the same sense... I'm happier than I have ever been.
How does that make sense? Let me see if I can explain.
I am unhappy with my families current living situation. We aren't where we want to be. We rent an apartment for $395 dollars a month for 2 rooms and a tiny kitchen. We live in a college town, but neither my husband nor I attend that college (we moved there because he DID intend to attend the college, then life happened). We moved from a 2 bedroom apartment when it was just the two of us, to a 1 bedroom apartment now that there are THREE of us. Makes sense, no?
On top of the $395 a month we pay for rent, we also pay $30-50 for electric, $23 for water and $30 for internet (which was a necessity last semester as Carl had online classes). We also pay around $65-70 for Carl's cell phone bill.
I keep the heat on 70 when I'm at the apartment, even though it's a little chilly to me. Carl keeps it lower when Keevia and I aren't there. We are careful to unplug things and turn off lights in an effort to conserve our electric bill.
I spend an average of $40-50 a week on groceries. Sometimes as high as $70, sometimes as low as $30.
Carl only works part time. Our average pay check is $220 (well, it would be $276 but we have $56 taken out for health insurance for Carl and I. Keevia has it through the state, and as SOON as Carl goes full time she's coming on our insurance).
I don't have a clue how we're making it. Since Carl has had this job, I've been trying to tithe religiously (haha, kind of funny, no?). I write it out when I'm writing bills, just like I'm paying another bill. It's hard. It's hard to trust that the money will be there. It's hard to remember to be thankful every that it is.
We have been so, SO blessed. Keevia has more clothes than any baby could want for. I have only bought diapers a handful of times because of how many diapers we got through our church. I breastfeed, so I don't have to worry about buying formula. She has doting grandparents and other family members. I don't have to worry about her wanting a thing.
But I want. I want to be closer to home, to my parents. I want my daughter to grow up to know her grandparents like I grew up to know mine (we lived beside them). I HATE that we live an hour and a half away from my parents, and three hours away from Carl's parents. I. want. to. move. home. There. I said it.
But, I don't know if that is a viable option. Carl wants to transfer from our current town to Hazard, but we're unsure if he'll be able to. He NEEDS to go full-time so that we could have a slight bit more money. My parents have been able to help us financially, and while I'm more than grateful, I want us on our own two (four?) feet.
I want out of the big city where I don't feel confident going out with Keevia by myself, and back to a small town where I wouldn't have a problem with it (and have several times!). In my home town, I know almost everyone, or at least know SOMEONE everywhere we go. I could call on any number of people to come to my aid if I couldn't reach my mom. I would feel so much safer and more confident.
Where we are now, I don't feel safe and I don't feel comfortable. There is a third option, and one that is more agreeable. Carl actually works 30 minutes away from the town our apartment is in. If, by the time our lease is up in May, he hasn't been able to get on in Hazard, we could move in with my great-aunt who lives in the town Carl works in. This town is actually CLOSER to my parents (45 mins to an hour drive instead of an hour and a half), and I have family and family friends in it. It's also not a college town, so the residents are as psychotic.
This is a better option, but still not the one I really want. I am in no shape or form upset with my husband... in fact, I'm very proud of him. He gets up at 2-3 am every Monday, Wednesday and Friday and drives a half an hour to an hour to go to work to provide for his family. It's not his fault that he doesn't get better hours, and I know he would take any that they would give him. I know he's unhappy in our situation too.
I hate that we don't get to spend more time together. I miss him. I miss being close to him. It's wonderful when we're at our place together, but usually something comes up and I end up coming to my parents, or, due to no money for groceries, we stay at my parents a few days. Carl won't stay in my room with me and the baby because its a double bed instead of the queen we're used to, and he's afraid of hurting me or the baby. This leads to some serious husband withdrawal for me however.
I know that our situation is so much better than most. I know that there are a ton of families without work. I know that I have it good... but I'm unhappy with the situation and I don't need to hide that. I've been hiding it from my husband because I don't want to make him feel bad, or make him feel inadequate. I'm so, so thankful for him and for the work he does.
In the midst of all this unhappiness... I couldn't be happier. I was BORN to be a mother. I love every smile, every tear, every poop, every side eye, every snuggle, every nursing session, every single second of life with my daughter. I am so eternally thankful and grateful to both God above and my wonderful husband for giving me the greatest gift they ever could. She is so precious to me and is my everything (other than my hubby of course!). Even though I wish we had better living conditions, I don't REALLY care because I have her, and I have a roof to put over her head.
Did any of this make sense? It's late and I'm tired, but I had to get this off my chest tonight, as most of it was weighing heavily (probably because I need to balance the checkbook tomorrow and pay our water bill and Carl's cell phone bill...yikes)on me. Thank you for reading if you made it this far! Hopefully the next bold blog will be shorter, ha!
I am unhappy.
But, in the same sense... I'm happier than I have ever been.
How does that make sense? Let me see if I can explain.
I am unhappy with my families current living situation. We aren't where we want to be. We rent an apartment for $395 dollars a month for 2 rooms and a tiny kitchen. We live in a college town, but neither my husband nor I attend that college (we moved there because he DID intend to attend the college, then life happened). We moved from a 2 bedroom apartment when it was just the two of us, to a 1 bedroom apartment now that there are THREE of us. Makes sense, no?
On top of the $395 a month we pay for rent, we also pay $30-50 for electric, $23 for water and $30 for internet (which was a necessity last semester as Carl had online classes). We also pay around $65-70 for Carl's cell phone bill.
I keep the heat on 70 when I'm at the apartment, even though it's a little chilly to me. Carl keeps it lower when Keevia and I aren't there. We are careful to unplug things and turn off lights in an effort to conserve our electric bill.
I spend an average of $40-50 a week on groceries. Sometimes as high as $70, sometimes as low as $30.
Carl only works part time. Our average pay check is $220 (well, it would be $276 but we have $56 taken out for health insurance for Carl and I. Keevia has it through the state, and as SOON as Carl goes full time she's coming on our insurance).
I don't have a clue how we're making it. Since Carl has had this job, I've been trying to tithe religiously (haha, kind of funny, no?). I write it out when I'm writing bills, just like I'm paying another bill. It's hard. It's hard to trust that the money will be there. It's hard to remember to be thankful every that it is.
We have been so, SO blessed. Keevia has more clothes than any baby could want for. I have only bought diapers a handful of times because of how many diapers we got through our church. I breastfeed, so I don't have to worry about buying formula. She has doting grandparents and other family members. I don't have to worry about her wanting a thing.
But I want. I want to be closer to home, to my parents. I want my daughter to grow up to know her grandparents like I grew up to know mine (we lived beside them). I HATE that we live an hour and a half away from my parents, and three hours away from Carl's parents. I. want. to. move. home. There. I said it.
But, I don't know if that is a viable option. Carl wants to transfer from our current town to Hazard, but we're unsure if he'll be able to. He NEEDS to go full-time so that we could have a slight bit more money. My parents have been able to help us financially, and while I'm more than grateful, I want us on our own two (four?) feet.
I want out of the big city where I don't feel confident going out with Keevia by myself, and back to a small town where I wouldn't have a problem with it (and have several times!). In my home town, I know almost everyone, or at least know SOMEONE everywhere we go. I could call on any number of people to come to my aid if I couldn't reach my mom. I would feel so much safer and more confident.
Where we are now, I don't feel safe and I don't feel comfortable. There is a third option, and one that is more agreeable. Carl actually works 30 minutes away from the town our apartment is in. If, by the time our lease is up in May, he hasn't been able to get on in Hazard, we could move in with my great-aunt who lives in the town Carl works in. This town is actually CLOSER to my parents (45 mins to an hour drive instead of an hour and a half), and I have family and family friends in it. It's also not a college town, so the residents are as psychotic.
This is a better option, but still not the one I really want. I am in no shape or form upset with my husband... in fact, I'm very proud of him. He gets up at 2-3 am every Monday, Wednesday and Friday and drives a half an hour to an hour to go to work to provide for his family. It's not his fault that he doesn't get better hours, and I know he would take any that they would give him. I know he's unhappy in our situation too.
I hate that we don't get to spend more time together. I miss him. I miss being close to him. It's wonderful when we're at our place together, but usually something comes up and I end up coming to my parents, or, due to no money for groceries, we stay at my parents a few days. Carl won't stay in my room with me and the baby because its a double bed instead of the queen we're used to, and he's afraid of hurting me or the baby. This leads to some serious husband withdrawal for me however.
I know that our situation is so much better than most. I know that there are a ton of families without work. I know that I have it good... but I'm unhappy with the situation and I don't need to hide that. I've been hiding it from my husband because I don't want to make him feel bad, or make him feel inadequate. I'm so, so thankful for him and for the work he does.
In the midst of all this unhappiness... I couldn't be happier. I was BORN to be a mother. I love every smile, every tear, every poop, every side eye, every snuggle, every nursing session, every single second of life with my daughter. I am so eternally thankful and grateful to both God above and my wonderful husband for giving me the greatest gift they ever could. She is so precious to me and is my everything (other than my hubby of course!). Even though I wish we had better living conditions, I don't REALLY care because I have her, and I have a roof to put over her head.
Did any of this make sense? It's late and I'm tired, but I had to get this off my chest tonight, as most of it was weighing heavily (probably because I need to balance the checkbook tomorrow and pay our water bill and Carl's cell phone bill...yikes)on me. Thank you for reading if you made it this far! Hopefully the next bold blog will be shorter, ha!
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Chiropractor, take two
I took Keevia to the Chiropractor yesterday, and after having her T5 and her occipital adjusted she feels SO much better. She literally is a different child.
I sit back and think about how if people just took their babies to chiropractors more often, the number of babies who had to undergo radical treatments might just be lowered. Yet everyone looks at me like I'm crazy when I take her to the chiropractor. Seriously. I have the best natured child in the world when everything is in alignment. When she's out of alignment she screams all. day. long. Evenings are still a little bit rough, but I think it's mainly because she gets super overtired. I'm trying my hardest to read her signals better!
I feel like a horrible mother when we're in the car. She still wants to nurse to sleep, and this includes in the car. Obviously I can't nurse her when we're riding in the car... so I give her a taste of hard candy or a tiny bit of whatever I'm drinking, then shove the paci back in her mouth....usuallly it works wonders... but it's something I always said I would NEVER do.
Then again, I also said I would never bedshare. Carl was all for it, while I said that I wasn't comfortable with it. My my how things change once baby shows up!! I'm still nervous about it when Carl and I are (*gasp!*) actually in the same bed, but I keep my arm around her, and he is extremely aware of her being in the bed with us. She generally starts off the night in her pack n play and then moves to my bed when she wakes for a feeding. The last 2-3 nights she's slept 5-6 hours at a time!!!! I'm trying not to get used to it, but loving the extra sleep!
I'm having some cluster headaches this evening, and Keevs is fast asleep on my lap, so I believe I'm going to lay her down and take out my contacts, brush my teeth, and join her in dreamland.
Coming soon: A "Shaina's Must Haves" of baby gear!
I sit back and think about how if people just took their babies to chiropractors more often, the number of babies who had to undergo radical treatments might just be lowered. Yet everyone looks at me like I'm crazy when I take her to the chiropractor. Seriously. I have the best natured child in the world when everything is in alignment. When she's out of alignment she screams all. day. long. Evenings are still a little bit rough, but I think it's mainly because she gets super overtired. I'm trying my hardest to read her signals better!
I feel like a horrible mother when we're in the car. She still wants to nurse to sleep, and this includes in the car. Obviously I can't nurse her when we're riding in the car... so I give her a taste of hard candy or a tiny bit of whatever I'm drinking, then shove the paci back in her mouth....usuallly it works wonders... but it's something I always said I would NEVER do.
Then again, I also said I would never bedshare. Carl was all for it, while I said that I wasn't comfortable with it. My my how things change once baby shows up!! I'm still nervous about it when Carl and I are (*gasp!*) actually in the same bed, but I keep my arm around her, and he is extremely aware of her being in the bed with us. She generally starts off the night in her pack n play and then moves to my bed when she wakes for a feeding. The last 2-3 nights she's slept 5-6 hours at a time!!!! I'm trying not to get used to it, but loving the extra sleep!
I'm having some cluster headaches this evening, and Keevs is fast asleep on my lap, so I believe I'm going to lay her down and take out my contacts, brush my teeth, and join her in dreamland.
Coming soon: A "Shaina's Must Haves" of baby gear!
Pictures post!
Some pictures from this weekend in a slide-show, as well as some cutie patootie bath pictures of Keevia!
McFatty Monday... week 2!!!
Well.. okay, according to my scale at my apartment as of Saturday night.. I was down 8 lbs from my mid-December weight. As of my Mom's scale, I was down 2 lbs. I'm going to weigh in the morning to get the most accurate reading and stick with it. I've felt majorly water logged today, so we'll see how I do in the morning.
I joined a weight-loss group on Facebook as well.. its all about accountability partners and weight-loss tips and tricks.
I have had a colicky child that I could not sit down for the past week. No, seriously. At all. I had to wait for Carl to get back from work to eat or pee. It was BAD. But, after a chiropractic visit, she is doing much better. I'm crossing my fingers that I get to crack open the cellophane on Jillian Michael's The Shred next week!
My goals for this week:
No eating after 8:30 PM
Up my water intake
Begin taking more vitamin D (after I read a study that most PCOS women who have the metabolic problems have a severe deficincy in vitamin D)
Continue cutting out french fries, sweets and coke
Try and walk as much as possible (even if its just laps in the house/apartment)
Start doing crunches
We shall see.. I'll update the weight in the morning!
I joined a weight-loss group on Facebook as well.. its all about accountability partners and weight-loss tips and tricks.
I have had a colicky child that I could not sit down for the past week. No, seriously. At all. I had to wait for Carl to get back from work to eat or pee. It was BAD. But, after a chiropractic visit, she is doing much better. I'm crossing my fingers that I get to crack open the cellophane on Jillian Michael's The Shred next week!
My goals for this week:
No eating after 8:30 PM
Up my water intake
Begin taking more vitamin D (after I read a study that most PCOS women who have the metabolic problems have a severe deficincy in vitamin D)
Continue cutting out french fries, sweets and coke
Try and walk as much as possible (even if its just laps in the house/apartment)
Start doing crunches
We shall see.. I'll update the weight in the morning!
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Weekend wonders!
I had a wonderful weekend!
One of my best friends, and bridesmaid, Kat, drove up from Newnan, GA to meet Keevia. She brought her 2 1/2 year old son, Aiden along with her, as well as her friend Amanda, Amanda's daughter Destiny, and Amanda's boyfriend, Kevin.
It was great. I hadn't seen her since August of 08 (when my Mom and I drove down to GA for a Backstreet Boys concert, gotta represent). We haven't been able to talk as much as we used to (we met online), but we still manage to remain good friends.
I don't have many "close" friends, and in our current town I have even fewer... so it was very nice to get out to a mall with my husband and some girlfriends and just hang out.
We were pretty funny... I took my stroller (which Keevia spent all of about 7 minutes in), mainly to carry coats and diaper bags and such... and then they both rented strollers from the mall. We had so many coats, blankets, diaper bags, etc that they were ALL full. And the strollers they rented had cars in the front (pink ones, yes, Aiden picked out a pink princess one), with a buggy feature in the back. Aiden ended up napping in my stroller as it actually laid back.
We went to the Disney store, which I cannot wait to go in when we have a little money, and Keevia is old enough to pick something out! I can just imagine what fun we'll have with her running around choosing stuffed animals!
Speaking of stuffed animals, Aunt Kat brought Keevia a baby Eyeore and a baby Tigger, and then bought her a bunny rabbit from Build-A-Bear that we named Katbunny (creative, I know). She's dressed in a Disney Princess t-shirt, jean over-alls and a pair of cowboy boots. Sooooo my child's stuffed animal, ha!
I think we had a great time together, I just wish it had been warmer and that we'd had more time together. Both Kat and Amanda start school tomorrow, so I understand time crunches!
I swear pictures are coming soon, I'm at my Mom's now (to take Keevia to the chiropractor), and she has a card reader. I need to post her smiling picture from the car today... too cute!
Have a great Sunday y'all!
One of my best friends, and bridesmaid, Kat, drove up from Newnan, GA to meet Keevia. She brought her 2 1/2 year old son, Aiden along with her, as well as her friend Amanda, Amanda's daughter Destiny, and Amanda's boyfriend, Kevin.
It was great. I hadn't seen her since August of 08 (when my Mom and I drove down to GA for a Backstreet Boys concert, gotta represent). We haven't been able to talk as much as we used to (we met online), but we still manage to remain good friends.
I don't have many "close" friends, and in our current town I have even fewer... so it was very nice to get out to a mall with my husband and some girlfriends and just hang out.
We were pretty funny... I took my stroller (which Keevia spent all of about 7 minutes in), mainly to carry coats and diaper bags and such... and then they both rented strollers from the mall. We had so many coats, blankets, diaper bags, etc that they were ALL full. And the strollers they rented had cars in the front (pink ones, yes, Aiden picked out a pink princess one), with a buggy feature in the back. Aiden ended up napping in my stroller as it actually laid back.
We went to the Disney store, which I cannot wait to go in when we have a little money, and Keevia is old enough to pick something out! I can just imagine what fun we'll have with her running around choosing stuffed animals!
Speaking of stuffed animals, Aunt Kat brought Keevia a baby Eyeore and a baby Tigger, and then bought her a bunny rabbit from Build-A-Bear that we named Katbunny (creative, I know). She's dressed in a Disney Princess t-shirt, jean over-alls and a pair of cowboy boots. Sooooo my child's stuffed animal, ha!
I think we had a great time together, I just wish it had been warmer and that we'd had more time together. Both Kat and Amanda start school tomorrow, so I understand time crunches!
I swear pictures are coming soon, I'm at my Mom's now (to take Keevia to the chiropractor), and she has a card reader. I need to post her smiling picture from the car today... too cute!
Have a great Sunday y'all!
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Keevia Update!!!
Alright. I'm going to ATTEMPT pictures. No promises. I lost my card-reader for my camera, and I'm using the cord for the first time and so far I'm being very unsuccessful at getting the pictures from my camera to my computer. Imma keep trying though.
For a Keevia update however...
She is now 2 months old. HOLY... How did that happen? I was pregnant for a year.. a YEAR (this isn't counting the 8 weeks between miscarriage and conception), and yet it doesn't seem possible that I have a 2 month old baby. It blows my mind every time I think about it.
(Update on my camera... I have 1097 pictures. 95% of those are of my daughter. Woah.)
But she is. She's 2 months old. She'll be 10 weeks tomorrow.
How is she doing? Well...
- As of last Monday, at her 2 month checkup, she weighed 10 lbs and 9 ounces (up a pound from her 1 one month!), was 23 1/2 inches long, and her head circumference was like 47 something centimeters. In other words, she was the average weight of a 2 month old, length of a 3 month old (I'm 5'11, Carl's 6'3), and her head was the size of a 5 month old. (I pushed that head out sans drugs and with only 2 lacerations thankyouverymuch).
- She has colic. Bad. From about 2pm until about 9-10 pm she is rarely happy. Today though, after dosing her with mylicon, tylenol and gripe water, I pulled out the miracle blanket and viola! She was quiet for several hours!! She also pooped without me knowing it (BIG accomplishment!) and unfortunately sat in it longer than usual, no rash or anything, but I felt like a bad mom.
- She had her first sickness. On Christmas day around 6pm she started throwing up. Her aunt, cousin and grandma had all had it (we were at my husbands parents house) and although we were careful, she still caught it. She threw up very suddenly, and it was super thick stuff (thankfully I was in the bathroom and Grama was holding her. I'm pretty sure I would have FREAKED OUT had I saw it). Grama quickly flipped her over on her belly, and then Aunt Stephanie grabbed her and after some quick Mommy moves had her air-way cleared (Steph has 3 boys). We used the nasal aspirator thingy and got all the rest of the gunk out of her lungs. She couldn't hold down liquids however (except a LITTLE bit of some homemade pedialyte. I stayed in conference with my Mom (a registered nurse) and around midnight we packed up(okay, we grabbed random things that looked important. We left a TON of stuff there and had to go get it a few days later) and headed to my Mom's house. Carl's parents live 30-45 minutes from the closest hospital, and my parents live 10. We also drove past 2 hospitals on the way home. Around 1 (and halfway through our trip) I started throwing up. We got home about 2, I handed Keevia to my mom and collapsed in the chair beside her. I was useless. Mom took care of her the rest of that night, all the next day, and pulled her co-sleeper in her bedroom the night after that. FINALLY, Sunday morning when she brought her to me to nurse, I felt like taking care of her. The puking part only lasted EXACTLY 12 hours for all of us, but the feel-like-you've-been-ran-over part lasted about 3 more days. And the headache, oy vey the headache... Anyway, it was a good thing I felt better because Mom came down with it about 20 minutes after she brought me the baby. It was nasty.
- She's smiling and cooing a ton now (you know, when she's not screaming from colic). I got a video of her today talking to her Daddy, so when I have the cord to THAT camera, I'll upload it. It may bore you to tears, but oh well :)
- She rolled off the bed on January 1st and gave me a HEART ATTACK. I have never been so scared in my entire life. I laid her down perpendicular to the edge of the bed, and then went in the hallway to get my coat (we were getting ready to leave for our 3rd Christmas, my grandparents), when I turned to glance at her, I saw her falling. I tried to get to her, but couldn't make it. I still have NO clue how she fell. She managed to land on her back, not her head, and other than being scared and sore she was fine. Mom checked her out super well, and we watched her carefully.
- That being said, I want to get her in to see her chiropractor (and mine!) as soon as possible to make sure everything is aligned. That helps with the colic and the gas as well, but our chiropractor has been out of town for Christmas. She comes back on Friday, but we won't be able to get her in until after Sunday because Keevia's Aunt Kat (one of my best friends) is driving up from Georgia to meet her!! I'm super excited!
(I got the first 196 pictures off my camera, but so far no luck with the others, grrr..)
- This girl LOVES her pacifier. She is a huge, HUGE fan. I use MAM paci's with her, mainly because she wouldn't take the NUK's and the soothies freak me out. I almost always offer her the breast first, but sometimes she just wants her paci.
-She's currently on a nursing strike. I think it has to do with the colic, because she only does it during the hours she's screaming. You can FEEL the gas in her belly if you put your hand on her tummy. Anyway, with the nursing strike she shows all the hunger cues: rooting, chewing on her hand, whimpering... yet when I put her to the breast, she'll suck once or twice and then SCREAM BLOODY MURDER. She does this on both sides. SOMETIMES you can give her mylicon drops or gripe water or a few drops of coke (I would never do that! Ha..)and then put her straight to the breast and she'll latch and suck, but other times it just makes her madder. I usually have to get her completely asleep with the pacifier, and then remove the paci and insert my boob. Then she wakes up and nurses with no problem. I do not understand, I just know what works.
- She's wearing size 1 diapers and will probably be in them for quiet some time! The tabs still overlap in the middle. I use mainly Huggies Snug N Dry's, but I have been using Pamper's Swaddlers Sensitive. She cannot tolerate regular Pamper's Swaddlers if you use more than 2 in a row (her entire diaper area gets bright red). At night, or when traveling a long distance, we use Huggies Pure and Natural (or whatever they're called). I would LOVE to cloth diaper, and have patterns to make my own, but haven't had the time/energy to make any.
- She absolutely, positively LOVES being worn. My mom made me a Mei Tai carrier (it took 3 attempts, but this one is perfection!) and I wear her whenever we go out anywhere. She loves it! Generally she falls asleep instantly. I also wear her at home if she's super fussy and nothing else helps.
- She loves music. My momma got her a Fischer Price Soothe and Glow Seahorse and she really will soothe herself back to sleep with it occasionally. We are BFFs. She'll also calm in the car when you turn the radio on (at least until the announcer starts talking, then she screams again).
-She travels well when she's full and not colicky. Otherwise...well, lets just say, you KNOW if she's colicky or hungry! :)
- She wears 3-6 month pants and sleepers, but still wears 0-3 month onesies (well, some of them). She's just SO LONG. She has tons of fabric around the waist, they're just never long enough for her!
- For Christmas she got a ton of developmental toys from my Mom, some pants or when she's older, a few new outfits (not that she needed them, remind me to take a picture of her clothes stash...), 2 Hallmark ornaments, a baby Belle from her Aunt Hebbie (FROM DISNEYWORLD!), a Finding Nemo onesie (that has the seagulls, and says "Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine!"), a $50 gift certificate to Toys R'Us, 2 Fancy Nancy books (which if you haven't read any of them, GO NOW AND READ THEM), a Fancy Nancy doll, a shampoo head thingy, a Lambie blanket, a pink corderoy dress and polka dot sweater, and the cream of the crop... A Red Rider Pink BB gun. (This was not to brag about what she got, but more of a memory list for me and her in the future, I plan on adding pages from this blog into her baby book!).
She really is all I could have ever asked, or dreamed for. She's a wonderful baby with an amazing personality. I cannot wait to watch her grow and learn, as much as it pains me when I realize she's growing up. She's absolutely beautiful (although I know we're biased!) and she's my reason for living. I thank God every day for her and I don't take a single second of her for granted.
And now, I cannot leave you with any NEW pictures of Keevia, but I will leave you with some from her first week.
Just a cute one.
I swear to you, she is the MOST expressive child I have EVER seen.
I wore this outfit as a babe!
Have a great night (morning!)!
For a Keevia update however...
She is now 2 months old. HOLY... How did that happen? I was pregnant for a year.. a YEAR (this isn't counting the 8 weeks between miscarriage and conception), and yet it doesn't seem possible that I have a 2 month old baby. It blows my mind every time I think about it.
(Update on my camera... I have 1097 pictures. 95% of those are of my daughter. Woah.)
But she is. She's 2 months old. She'll be 10 weeks tomorrow.
How is she doing? Well...
- As of last Monday, at her 2 month checkup, she weighed 10 lbs and 9 ounces (up a pound from her 1 one month!), was 23 1/2 inches long, and her head circumference was like 47 something centimeters. In other words, she was the average weight of a 2 month old, length of a 3 month old (I'm 5'11, Carl's 6'3), and her head was the size of a 5 month old. (I pushed that head out sans drugs and with only 2 lacerations thankyouverymuch).
- She has colic. Bad. From about 2pm until about 9-10 pm she is rarely happy. Today though, after dosing her with mylicon, tylenol and gripe water, I pulled out the miracle blanket and viola! She was quiet for several hours!! She also pooped without me knowing it (BIG accomplishment!) and unfortunately sat in it longer than usual, no rash or anything, but I felt like a bad mom.
- She had her first sickness. On Christmas day around 6pm she started throwing up. Her aunt, cousin and grandma had all had it (we were at my husbands parents house) and although we were careful, she still caught it. She threw up very suddenly, and it was super thick stuff (thankfully I was in the bathroom and Grama was holding her. I'm pretty sure I would have FREAKED OUT had I saw it). Grama quickly flipped her over on her belly, and then Aunt Stephanie grabbed her and after some quick Mommy moves had her air-way cleared (Steph has 3 boys). We used the nasal aspirator thingy and got all the rest of the gunk out of her lungs. She couldn't hold down liquids however (except a LITTLE bit of some homemade pedialyte. I stayed in conference with my Mom (a registered nurse) and around midnight we packed up(okay, we grabbed random things that looked important. We left a TON of stuff there and had to go get it a few days later) and headed to my Mom's house. Carl's parents live 30-45 minutes from the closest hospital, and my parents live 10. We also drove past 2 hospitals on the way home. Around 1 (and halfway through our trip) I started throwing up. We got home about 2, I handed Keevia to my mom and collapsed in the chair beside her. I was useless. Mom took care of her the rest of that night, all the next day, and pulled her co-sleeper in her bedroom the night after that. FINALLY, Sunday morning when she brought her to me to nurse, I felt like taking care of her. The puking part only lasted EXACTLY 12 hours for all of us, but the feel-like-you've-been-ran-over part lasted about 3 more days. And the headache, oy vey the headache... Anyway, it was a good thing I felt better because Mom came down with it about 20 minutes after she brought me the baby. It was nasty.
- She's smiling and cooing a ton now (you know, when she's not screaming from colic). I got a video of her today talking to her Daddy, so when I have the cord to THAT camera, I'll upload it. It may bore you to tears, but oh well :)
- She rolled off the bed on January 1st and gave me a HEART ATTACK. I have never been so scared in my entire life. I laid her down perpendicular to the edge of the bed, and then went in the hallway to get my coat (we were getting ready to leave for our 3rd Christmas, my grandparents), when I turned to glance at her, I saw her falling. I tried to get to her, but couldn't make it. I still have NO clue how she fell. She managed to land on her back, not her head, and other than being scared and sore she was fine. Mom checked her out super well, and we watched her carefully.
- That being said, I want to get her in to see her chiropractor (and mine!) as soon as possible to make sure everything is aligned. That helps with the colic and the gas as well, but our chiropractor has been out of town for Christmas. She comes back on Friday, but we won't be able to get her in until after Sunday because Keevia's Aunt Kat (one of my best friends) is driving up from Georgia to meet her!! I'm super excited!
(I got the first 196 pictures off my camera, but so far no luck with the others, grrr..)
- This girl LOVES her pacifier. She is a huge, HUGE fan. I use MAM paci's with her, mainly because she wouldn't take the NUK's and the soothies freak me out. I almost always offer her the breast first, but sometimes she just wants her paci.
-She's currently on a nursing strike. I think it has to do with the colic, because she only does it during the hours she's screaming. You can FEEL the gas in her belly if you put your hand on her tummy. Anyway, with the nursing strike she shows all the hunger cues: rooting, chewing on her hand, whimpering... yet when I put her to the breast, she'll suck once or twice and then SCREAM BLOODY MURDER. She does this on both sides. SOMETIMES you can give her mylicon drops or gripe water or a
- She's wearing size 1 diapers and will probably be in them for quiet some time! The tabs still overlap in the middle. I use mainly Huggies Snug N Dry's, but I have been using Pamper's Swaddlers Sensitive. She cannot tolerate regular Pamper's Swaddlers if you use more than 2 in a row (her entire diaper area gets bright red). At night, or when traveling a long distance, we use Huggies Pure and Natural (or whatever they're called). I would LOVE to cloth diaper, and have patterns to make my own, but haven't had the time/energy to make any.
- She absolutely, positively LOVES being worn. My mom made me a Mei Tai carrier (it took 3 attempts, but this one is perfection!) and I wear her whenever we go out anywhere. She loves it! Generally she falls asleep instantly. I also wear her at home if she's super fussy and nothing else helps.
- She loves music. My momma got her a Fischer Price Soothe and Glow Seahorse and she really will soothe herself back to sleep with it occasionally. We are BFFs. She'll also calm in the car when you turn the radio on (at least until the announcer starts talking, then she screams again).
-She travels well when she's full and not colicky. Otherwise...well, lets just say, you KNOW if she's colicky or hungry! :)
- She wears 3-6 month pants and sleepers, but still wears 0-3 month onesies (well, some of them). She's just SO LONG. She has tons of fabric around the waist, they're just never long enough for her!
- For Christmas she got a ton of developmental toys from my Mom, some pants or when she's older, a few new outfits (not that she needed them, remind me to take a picture of her clothes stash...), 2 Hallmark ornaments, a baby Belle from her Aunt Hebbie (FROM DISNEYWORLD!), a Finding Nemo onesie (that has the seagulls, and says "Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine!"), a $50 gift certificate to Toys R'Us, 2 Fancy Nancy books (which if you haven't read any of them, GO NOW AND READ THEM), a Fancy Nancy doll, a shampoo head thingy, a Lambie blanket, a pink corderoy dress and polka dot sweater, and the cream of the crop... A Red Rider Pink BB gun. (This was not to brag about what she got, but more of a memory list for me and her in the future, I plan on adding pages from this blog into her baby book!).
She really is all I could have ever asked, or dreamed for. She's a wonderful baby with an amazing personality. I cannot wait to watch her grow and learn, as much as it pains me when I realize she's growing up. She's absolutely beautiful (although I know we're biased!) and she's my reason for living. I thank God every day for her and I don't take a single second of her for granted.
And now, I cannot leave you with any NEW pictures of Keevia, but I will leave you with some from her first week.
Just a cute one.
I swear to you, she is the MOST expressive child I have EVER seen.
I wore this outfit as a babe!
Have a great night (morning!)!
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Jillian Michaels scares me...
and I haven't even started "The 30 Day Shred" yet.
So, I'm sitting here, on my semi-comfy chair, watching "The Biggest Loser" for the first time, drinking my third cup of coffee of the day, and eating chocolate covered pretzels.
Yes, I see the irony of eating chocolate covered pretzels while watching "The Biggest Loser" when I myself need to lose 50 lbs (actually, that would be 43.8 lbs right now, thankyouverymuch), but, in my defense, they were the first sweets I'd had all day and I didn't sit down with the box, I only got a small handful.
Tomorrow I don't know how successful I'll be eating well, we'll see. Today, I think I did fairly okay. My food intake was:
1 cup of coffee, 2 eggs poached with a teaspoon of parmesean cheese, 5 1 inch pieces of french bread sauteed in EVOO and 1 teaspoon butter, and a cup of mixed herbs with a teaspoon of EVOO and lemon juice dressing, with a bottle of water.
Then, I cooked Taco meat with a taco seasoning packet and ate it with 3 hard corn taco shells, about a big handful of shredded cheese, and more herb/baby green salad (and water!).
I had that handful of pretzels, and now, at 10:42 pm (because my daughter woke up and I needed to rock her) I'm hungry again, but unsure of what to eat. Oatmeal will probably win.
And... my colicky baby is crying again. Catch up on Keevia will happen next time, I promise (with pictures)!
So, I'm sitting here, on my semi-comfy chair, watching "The Biggest Loser" for the first time, drinking my third cup of coffee of the day, and eating chocolate covered pretzels.
Yes, I see the irony of eating chocolate covered pretzels while watching "The Biggest Loser" when I myself need to lose 50 lbs (actually, that would be 43.8 lbs right now, thankyouverymuch), but, in my defense, they were the first sweets I'd had all day and I didn't sit down with the box, I only got a small handful.
Tomorrow I don't know how successful I'll be eating well, we'll see. Today, I think I did fairly okay. My food intake was:
1 cup of coffee, 2 eggs poached with a teaspoon of parmesean cheese, 5 1 inch pieces of french bread sauteed in EVOO and 1 teaspoon butter, and a cup of mixed herbs with a teaspoon of EVOO and lemon juice dressing, with a bottle of water.
Then, I cooked Taco meat with a taco seasoning packet and ate it with 3 hard corn taco shells, about a big handful of shredded cheese, and more herb/baby green salad (and water!).
I had that handful of pretzels, and now, at 10:42 pm (because my daughter woke up and I needed to rock her) I'm hungry again, but unsure of what to eat. Oatmeal will probably win.
And... my colicky baby is crying again. Catch up on Keevia will happen next time, I promise (with pictures)!
Monday, January 4, 2010
McFatty Monday
So, I know I posted about weight loss before... but now one of my favorite blogs is doing a weightloss thing, and I'm going to join her. McFatty Mondays, here we go.
I need to lose : 50 lbs
I plan on doing this by: cutting out sweets and pop, eating healthier, and doing Jillian Michaels Shred
Recipe of the day: My Breakfast
I've been eating this recently because my milk supply dipped when I had a stomach virus over Christmas. I can tell a big difference in my boobs when I eat oatmeal, so I try to eat this every morning, plus, it's healthy!
1/4 cup quick oats
1/2 cup water
1 teaspoon brown sugar
Cook in microwave for 1 minute
Add 1/4 cup of Bare Naked Granola (I like fruit and nut, it's available at Wal-Mart) and about a 1/4 cup of milk (optional).
I like it cuz the granola adds crunch!
More blogging soon, colic has taken over our lives.
Edited to include:
I AM DOWN TO 223.8! Woot!
I need to lose : 50 lbs
I plan on doing this by: cutting out sweets and pop, eating healthier, and doing Jillian Michaels Shred
Recipe of the day: My Breakfast
I've been eating this recently because my milk supply dipped when I had a stomach virus over Christmas. I can tell a big difference in my boobs when I eat oatmeal, so I try to eat this every morning, plus, it's healthy!
1/4 cup quick oats
1/2 cup water
1 teaspoon brown sugar
Cook in microwave for 1 minute
Add 1/4 cup of Bare Naked Granola (I like fruit and nut, it's available at Wal-Mart) and about a 1/4 cup of milk (optional).
I like it cuz the granola adds crunch!
More blogging soon, colic has taken over our lives.
Edited to include:
I AM DOWN TO 223.8! Woot!
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