Eureka!

Nov. 19th, 2004 09:05 am
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I have done it! I have found the answer to less baby spit up! Praise me!

Since the little smidge here has decided that drinking from a bottle as opposed to nursing will satisfy her more, I've been trying to figure out how to minimize all that spit up. Well, early this morning, I came across the answer. I just lie her on her stomach on my chest and feed her that way. It appears to minimize the air bubbles that cause the spit up. Aren't I smart?

Yes, I made an entry just for that. Weird, aren't I? We'll time how long it is until people get sick of hearing baby stuff. I know I won't get sick of posting about it. You'd think I was a first time parent or something.
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Twas definitely a fulfilling and worthwhile time tonight. It was very cool because, you see, the little smidgen here gave a real, genuine smile. They say you know when it's a real smile, and they're right. Her whole face just lit up and she's got this one tiny dimple on the right side of her face that deepened rather nicely when she did it. She even held the smile for a little bit. It's so cute! There really is nothing like when your child smiles at you for the first time. It's even cooler than when she stares at you so intently that you feel like you're her whole world. It's an amazing feeling, it really is.

So yeah. I'm feeling sappy. Get used to it!

::grins::
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Today was Madison's first appointment with the doctor, and it went very well. In fact, the doctor's diagnosis was that she's perfect, which I obviously knew, but it's good to have a professional to confirm these things. Everything is going well, and Madison now stands at 8 lbs. 4 oz. Now, keep in mind that she's ten days old. They usually lose weight the first little while, and are expected to be at their birth weight at two weeks. Madison was, if you recall, 7 lbs. 8 oz. at birth. I said she was a little piggy!

So yes. Everything came out fine, and the doctor was amazed with how easygoing, amiable, and alert my little piggy is. It's also kind of funny how a baby can change the whole atmosphere of a place. We took her in there and suddenly everything is all light and happy. The nurse made the comment that we made their whole day by bringing in a baby. The doctor did the same as we were leaving. It's kind of a magical thing, you know what I mean? There's nothing like a baby to make you smile.

The poor thing did have to get her foot poked, though. She had to have her ten day PKU test, which tests for a few things. She wasn't overly impressed with that, though she only cried briefly. Of course, she had a death grip on my finger and then stuck it in her mouth and started sucking on it furiously. Poor thing. And now she's sleeping on me after her ordeal. I think such a thing deserves lots of snuggling, so that's what she'll be getting today. Not that she doesn't get that everyday, of course.

So that's it for now. I need a nap myself, and so will curl up here on my recliner with her and catch some z's. It's very comfortable, after all.

Newsflash

Nov. 5th, 2004 04:03 pm
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I gave birth to a little piggy.

That is all.
aerdran: (Winged Horse)
I went to the doctor today, after getting absolutely no sleep at all last night, I might add. I just couldn't fall asleep, which is not unusual lately. This time I just didn't manage even a small amount. I did get about three to four hours sleep after coming home, though. So at least it's something.

However, when I talked to the doctor, I was rather adamant about wanting to get this over with. I told him that he could take the baby out right then and it would be fine with me. He laughed and then actually asked me if I wanted him to try something that would help speed it up, and I was more than happy to say yes. It wasn't that big a deal, just something called stripping the membranes, which I won't go into detail about because I'm kind. It took less than a minute, though. I was already dilated to the size of a quarter before he did it, so he said that all looks promising for delivery this weekend. This could be over before Monday! Woohoo!

It's not that I don't like being pregnant, actually. I do, but I've just been so uncomfortable and sore lately that I'm ready for it to be over. We shall see just how soon this happens. I'd really like it to happen today, but if it's meant to be Sunday, that's what's meant to be. It does have its bonuses. Not only is that Halloween, but my father-in-law's birthday as well. He'd be thrilled if she shared his birthday. But hey, the sooner, the better. Tomorrow we go out to pick up the remainder of the stuff we really need, and then we'll be set. I am definitely anxious to meet this little monster child who enjoys pummeling me! It's also cool that this weekend Dr. Phillips is actually on call, so I wouldn't end up with his backup. I've never met his backup so have nothing against him, but I prefer my own doctor to do these things. I did get an appointment made for next Thursday, just in case this doesn't work, but he doesn't expect to see me then. Everyone keep your fingers crossed!

So that's it for now. I'm going to consider going to bed before too long, but we'll see. John likes to turn the heat up in the room to a temperature that is too hot for me, so I'm not in a huge hurry. That's probably part of the reason I can't sleep so well. That and the fact that the baby just loves to start constantly moving after I lie down. She's trying to encourage me to eject her, I think. If I don't talk to any of you before the baby comes, I'll do some updating not long after, hopefully with pictures posted. I'm sure you all are waiting anxiously for those!
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I'm sitting here sorting clothes. Baby clothes, to be exact. Yes, I'm up at almost three am doing this. I'm waiting for Mikel to come back from taking what has turned out to be a long walk (although hopefully there's been quite a bit of rest in there for the walk) in thirty some degree weather, so I figured I might as well be productive. Add to that the fact that I really have a hard time falling asleep lately and it all is very logical.

Anyway, we got these clothes from one of John's firefighters. She had a baby during the summer, and we got a good deal of clothes from her today that her baby has outgrown. We've also gotten quite a few larger things that her baby hasn't grown into yet, but that she gave us because they simply have no room. Apparently, her parents are rich and therefore they have a huge amount of clothes to spare. If this is any indication, I can't imagine how many they have now. We got oodles. I'm really impressed with this, especially since these clothes are really good quality stuff. There's no cheap thrift store thing in the bunch. Madison will be well outfitted for some time to come. And of course, I won't be able to resist buying her some other clothes when the urge hits me, for I do like to pick out some of the things. She'll also likely be wearing some of the bigger ones earlier than most babies, since she's going to be big. I will then have to pass on these cute little things to someone else who might need them. Yes, many women go gaga over something so simple as baby clothes (you understand, right Heather?). But they're so damn cute!

So yeah. Right now I'm sorting them into size categories so I can be better organized with them. I'm going to be writing a very nice thank you note to the firefighter, I can say that. This was very nice of her. She also gave us a bouncy chair that is almost completely unused, so that's cool. We also got a very nice hand knitted blanket from one of the firefighters that was knitted by his wife. The thing is absolutely gorgeous and very soft. This child is spoiled right from the start. She'll certainly be one of the best dressed babies around. I can't wait to see her in some of them!

We also apparently have a few more things coming from some of the firefighters, which is really cool. They're great people. There will be much gratitude coming from me for all of this. Hell, I feel spoiled myself. I should bake something for them when I can, really. They certainly deserve it.

Groan

Oct. 22nd, 2004 08:07 am
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Mornings are so hard sometimes, you know? Here is it, a little after eight in the morning, and I seriously want to go back to bed. That's not a new thing, of course. As soon as I get Jason to the bus stop (he doesn't like to go alone), I am going back to bed and sleeping for as long as my body wants. Yup, I'm feeling lazy.

I'm also feeling sore. Miserably sore. My upper legs up through my waist are hurting like hell. My muscles are protesting this whole thing, and my bad hip is really beginning to bother me even more. I hurt at least somewhat pretty much constantly, but worse so when I get up and walk around. Yesterday I got way more walking in than I wanted, and my body is letting me know that it's not happy with me.

On the bright side, we have the crib now, and it's all set up in the room. The Care Bear bedding is on it and it looks so cute! I have decided that drawers are a pain in the ass to put together, regardless of brand. There wasn't much trouble with the crib itself, but the drawer that goes under it was annoying as hell. It's done now, though! There just needs to be a baby in the crib and, as Jason said last night, it will all be complete. Nah, he's not excited.

I felt bad the other day, though. It finally hit Jason that I'm going to be gone for at least a day, and that really didn't set well with him. He's so clingy with me. He started to cry when he found out. Sadly, I'm going to be gone probably for at least two days since that's how it usually is with me, and since I'm having a tubal ligation, that will likely add to the time. I couldn't bear to tell him that, though. Hopefully he'll handle it better than it looks. He'll at least have lots of people here to keep him company.

Now I must go and get ready to take Jason off to the bus stop. He is, at the moment, getting ready to kill a spider to save me, because he doesn't want it coming over and biting me. He's so cute! My hero.
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I have decided that Becky is weird. I don't know what she's on, but she's been sitting near me for the last hour and a half or so and acting really strange. She's acting like she gets when she's really tired, but she says she's not going to bed. Maybe I should kick Mike out and see if she tries to sleep. You people have no idea just how odd she can get. I'm considering consulting a doctor for her. After all, her grandmother was kind of nuts as she got older, and her dad is getting nuttier all the time. Perhaps it's hitting her early? She's just taking a different direction with it. She's going goofy instead of paranoid.

I've really gotten ahead on Christmas stuff. Today I got two packages in the mail full of stuff that I've ordered, and it feels good to know I don't have to rush for everything at the last minute. There's still quite a bit to go, but I'm way ahead of where I usually am. Yes, I am anxious for the Christmas season. I get that way. For some reason, it's stronger this year than most.

I get to go to the doctor again tomorrow, as it's started to become a weekly thing now. That means I can't sleep in too late. Poor me. Especially since I can't fall asleep very well these days and so I lie awake in bed trying to doze off. It hasn't worked very well thus far. That's probably partly because I am just so uncomfortable. It's tough to find a suitable position in which to sleep. I've also been getting really hot too, and it's been in the forties at night. I'm so hoping that this baby decides to hurry up and pop out. I'm ready anytime! She acts like she wants out, too. She does lots of pushing and hard kicking. She's just trying to figure out how to do it. Tomorrow I go pick up her crib and that will be nice to finally have here.

So yeah. That's it, I think. My tooth is hurting, though. I hope to get it dealt with sooooon. I hate toothaches. They totally suck.
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I have decided that time goes toooooo slow. I'm getting very impatient for this baby to pop out. My body would like to have a break, too. Today my back is killing me and my bad hip is bitching at me to get this little thing out. Soon soon soon. Although it seems like forever.

I went to the doctor on Friday, and things are still going well. He assured me that I wouldn't have the baby this weekend, which I didn't, so he was right. At the moment, she feels like she's at least a hundred pounds, all weighing down on my poor hips.

We did manage to go shopping for the crib and a few clothes the other day, though. This is a good thing. We put the crib on layaway and it should be picked up on Thursday. It wouldn't fit in our car, so we're waiting for my mom to come up with her station wagon to help get it. I will feel much better when we get it here and set up. We bought the cutest little Care Bears (yes James, Care Bears!) bed set with sheet, comforter, bumper, etc. to go with it. Finally got the baby book as well. We're seriously lacking in the clothes department, though. Mostly we got some onesies, although we managed one outfit. We need to find some sleepers and all here soon. We didn't see any when we went to Wal-Mart, but I'm going to look more thoroughly on Thursday with my mom. Of course, I suspect we're going to be inundated with things from friends here soon, so that will be nice.

I have decided that the baby and our cat Lucifer will get along swimmingly. It's really weird, but every single time that Lucifer climbs up here to lie down, the baby starts kicking. It doesn't matter what time of day or anything, it gets her going rather enthusiastically. It's only the one cat, too. Any other cat jumps up here and she doesn't do the same thing. Very very funny. I think Madison has a favourite kitty.

And now I must go and see if I can manage to stand up long enough to do the dishes. Tis my turn to do them, after all, and I need to get to it before someone sneaks in and does them instead. These people are sneaky that way.
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Well, I think that the baby has now dropped and is settling in down on my pelvis. This is not a comfortable feeling overall. She's definitely not as high as she was, so at least I'm not getting kicked in the diaphragm so much, so breathing is easier. It won't be too much longer before she comes out, probably screaming her cute little head off. She's so like me already! I also feel like Mikel in that I keep feeling this desire to close my eyes and sleep. Well, the physical desire. I don't really want to do it. I feel so lazy!

I'm also hungry. A lot. I need a constant influx of food, but that's probably not the best idea. Oh well. I'll get something to munch on here soon. I'm also trying to put off taking the pain medication for my tooth that I got prescribed to me by my doctor since I really don't want to feel even more of a need to fall asleep just yet. I'm supposed to get the tooth dealt with as soon as possible. Apparently, it won't be until at least next Friday before it happens. Hopefully I can hold out that long. I hate mouth pain with a passion. At least labour, while more painful, goes away after a few hours!

Tomorrow promises to be a rowdy day since Allyn and Jason have the day off from school due to a teacher inservice day. They're looking forward to the three day weekend. Bait said he'll take Jason around with him when he goes to work on people's lawns and such and will give him some money for helping. Jason jumped on this, of course. It's good to have Jason distracted like that. Allyn is fine that way since she spends time either reading, drawing, or doing things on her computer. So I shan't complain about it.

I guess that's about it for now. I'm getting antsy for the baby. And I'm hungry, so I'm going to get something to eat. I say that a lot these days.

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