Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Story #2 - My pediatrician told me at my last visit that I could feed Ethan eggs. He assured me that the most recent studies on food allergies have proven that it is ineffective to wait until after one year old to introduce allergenic foods, as has been the general thought process thus far. So Dave made him some scrambled eggs this morning for the first time. Um, yeah...he got hives, and I was in the pediatrician's office 30 minutes later. I was instructed to wait until after one year old to feed him actual eggs, but not to worry about the eggs in baked goods because he obviously tolerates them just fine.
Story #3 - While at the pediatrician's office for said hives, the nurse weighed Ethan. Um, yeah...he gained almost 3 lbs in one month. He now weighs 17 lbs 4 oz. In fact, it was so startling that Dr Schiavone went back out and weighed him himself and then decided that the weight of 14 lbs 7 oz from last month must have been off. He had apparently dropped into the 5th percentile for weight after being consistently in the 10th and the 17lbs puts him right back in the 10th percentile.
Did I mention that this was all before 10:30 AM?
Monday, July 28, 2008
First of all, I was riding around on a jetski all over a world map and through rooms of sleeping babies. Then somehow I was sitting on the "bed" in my doctor's office. This wacked out female doctor who acted like she was on speed came in and started doing an ultrasound while I sat there with my legs dangling off the side. She just kind of sped through the ultrasound and the baby looked really wierd. Then she tried to listen to the baby's heartbeat with some internal monitor and when I asked what the heart rate was, she said, "In the sixteens" which my dreaming brain translated as 160 and being a girl. Oh, and then she started demonstrating what equipment the practice used to give pregnant women colonoscopies. Then my nurse practioner walked in and I started getting really upset because the wierd doctor hadn't given me any pictures of the baby. I started crying and demanding that she go back and get some pictures. Eventually, she did, but she couldn't find the baby on the screen at first. When she did find the baby, all I saw was cartoon pictures of a duck, a penguin and some other wierd animal, and we had this debate over which picture was the most realistic. And then I made my next appointment, insisting that I not have the doctor on speed the next time. Thank goodness real appointments are NOT like this!
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
As soon as I found out I was pregnant again, I decided that it was time to begin the weaning process. I know that you're "supposed" to breastfeed for a year at best, but if I followed that "rule" I would be breastfeeding for 2 years straight with only a 1 month break before beginning all over again. Plus, I noticed that my milk supply was declining already and Ethan is so active during nursing that it drives me crazy. Also, every time I sat down to nurse (after the positive pregnancy test), I almost fell asleep, courtesy of oxytocin, I presume. Oh, and having a child pressed up against your stomach is not conducive to preventing first trimester nausea. I decided that it was too draining on my body to sustain breastfeeding, pregnancy and myself.
So now that I've finished justifying my reasons for feeding my child formula, even though I don't really need to (Darn the Mom Competition!)...I had a plan. First, drop from four feedings to three and increase solids slightly. Once that was accomplished, I replaced the lunch time feeding with a bottle. That worked ok...for a few days, until it occurred to him that this bottle thing was not a temporary situation. So he went into a mild bottle rebellion, refusing to drink from it at all. Sometimes, he would push it away, turn around, grab at my shirt and nuzzle into my chest...killed me! I felt like I should just surrender and say, "Ok, Ethan...I'm sorry! You can nurse again!" Eventually, once we worked out a feeding schedule where every meal was spaced out, he settled right into the bottle routine. We then dropped to only nursing at night and then I could really tell he was hardly getting any milk. Tuesday night was his last nursing ever and I definitely cuddled him more than usual. I don't really enjoy nursing that much, but it was kind of sad to know that he would no longer be getting any sort of sustenance from me. I have been a little worried that he is going to be upset when I am no longer nursing at night, since I think it's more of a comfort thing, so I have enlisted Dave. Dave's job is to take over the bedtime feeding for a few days until he is used to it. The past two nights have gone well, so here's to hoping that continues!
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Ready for the lake.
And the water was a little cold for Ethan!
But Mommy worked on convincing him that it was ok.
Grandpa tried too, by pretending to be a fish...or something...
What a sweetheart!
Sunday, July 20, 2008
P.S. More about the magnificent vacation later...
Saturday, July 19, 2008
- two cans of mandarin oranges
- 4 pk of cranberry-raspberry flavored applesauce
- 4 pk of pomegranate flavored applesauce
- large jar of unsweetened applesauce (for Ethan)
- 1 carton cranberry/blueberry juice
- 1 carton cranberry/Pacific raspberry juice (and yes, it was the "Pacific" raspberry part that struck my fancy....I have no idea if Pacific raspberries taste any different than any other raspberries, but it sounded really good)
And then today, I took a trip to Big Lots to see what they had there and this is what I came home with:
- Ginger snaps (it's a bad nausea day)
- Chef Boyardee meat ravioli (1 can...I'm learning that pregnancy cravings pass as soon as you eat the craving, so it's best not to buy a lot.)
- Little Debbie Oatmeal Cream pies (Dave's going to KILL me!)
At least I'm not craving chocolate...yet...
Sunday, July 13, 2008
I know the typical questions that people ask when they find out you're pregnant. 1) When are you due? 2) How are you feeling? So, to answer the second question...
I feel about like I did the first time. I keep trying to exercise, but I just cannot drag my legs fast enough. It feels like someone injected them with a tranquilizer. I am so so tired...I make it until about noon and then I am just fighting sleep until Ethan goes down for his nap. If I don't take a nap, then sometime around 6:30pm, it hits me like a Mack truck and I cannot keep my eyes open and function. I have had several days where I felt vaguely nauseous all day, although I am also absolutely starving! I'm sure that has something to do with the fact that I am also still breast-feeding Ethan (although working on weaning) and using a ton of calories per day. Sometimes I have a hard time napping because all I can think about is what I am going to eat next...the other day, I was obsessively thinking about meat. Ribs, steak, you name it, I wanted it. Vinegar has been my greatest pleasure recently. Other cravings...potato skins and mandarin oranges; of course, I had to have these things THAT SECOND!!! If I didn't get them, the thought of the food item just kept pulsing through my mind and I couldn't stop thinking about them! Last time, I only "got sick" early in the morning before I had anything in my stomach. This morning was the first time that happened. It was also the first time I have had to talk my prenatal vitamins down my throat and will them to stay there. Of course, it probably didn't help that I was taking them with ginger ale; soda is not the best choice, I'm sure.
July 13, 2008
Since I wrote this a while ago, let me update...as time has gone on, I have felt much more nauseous this time around. Usually, I can make it one half of the day without a nauseous feeling. If the morning is bad, the afternoon/evening will be great; if the morning is great, the nausea will be coming. Ginger ale is my friend...And my cravings are much more in the salty range, as opposed to last time, where I couldn't get enough sugar and chocolate. I'm not sure which is better and I really couldn't care less. This pregnancy, I'm just eating whatever sounds good since it's hard enough to not be grossed out. If it happens to be healthy, great!
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Phone conversation with my mom:
Mom: "Hi, honey! How are you?"
Me: "Well, I'm pregnant."
Mom: (silence) (laughter) "Are you serious?"
Me: "Yep, I'm serious."
Mom: (laughter) "Are you serious? Oh my goodness!"
And then she told my dad, brothers, and sister who were all completely thrilled and have already decided that I'm having a boy to be Ethan's buddy.
Sunday dinner hanging out in the kitchen. Rosemary is up getting a glass bowl from the top shelf of a cabinet.
Dave: "So, guess what?"
Dave: "We're pregnant!"
Rosemary: (mouth drops open, eyes go wide...looks at me for confirmation) "Are you really? Wow!"
Me: "Surprise! This was not planned."
Rosemary: "Well, I guess God decided to interject His plan!"
When we told Dave's brother and sister in law, we were all celebrating Father's Day. Dave requested to do the prayer before dinner and somewhere in there thanked God for the new addition to the Spence family. Janelle immediately clapped her hands and said, "Yea!" Brad said, "What?" and looked at Janelle. Janelle's response was "Well, don't look at me!" So, now all our family knows and it's exciting.
Friday, July 11, 2008
June 16, 2008
This morning, I was watching the movie "Juno", which for those of you who haven't seen it, it's about a 16 yr old who gets pregnant and gives her baby up for adoption. It got to the part where she has the baby and like a true pregnant woman, I had tears streaming down my face as she delivered. It hit me that I really really really want this baby and I am so excited about being pregnant. It just took a week of processing it to come to where I should have been all along.I have forgotten to tell you also that I think my due date is around Feb 12, but I don't go to the doctor until July 22 so I'll get a more official date then.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
This morning, I woke up and the shock had worn off. I nursed Ethan and came downstairs and started crying. I know that being pregnant is a blessing and that I should be so happy and grateful that I can even get pregnant. I know that there are people who try for years and years and can't conceive. It is just so soon after having Ethan and it feels overwhelming right now to know that I will have a 14 month old and a newborn. 6 months in between pregnancies is not much of a break! Plus, I just lost my baby weight and got back in shape. I'm also worried about how my body will handle this so soon after having a c-section not too long ago.
It's funny though because I realized that for the past two months, I've had these recurring thoughts that I wanted to be pregnant and have another baby. I kept talking myself out of it and telling myself that I wasn't ready and to stick to our plan of waiting 18 months before starting again. I kept reminding myself to enjoy Ethan and not look ahead to the future. And then, God decided that He was going to give me the secret desire of my heart. And He must think I can handle it so I will have to trust that.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Me: "Hi. Are you sitting down?"
Dave: (oblivious) "Yeah, why?"
Me: "I'm pregnant. "
Me: (shaking) "Dave, I can't do this. I just had a baby 6 months ago."
Dave: "Calm down, hon...it's ok...can I call you back in a few minutes from my car? There are people in the office."
Me: "Sure." (More staring at the pregnancy test in shock, sort of expecting the second line to disappear. More reading the test key to make sure two lines means pregnancy.)
A few minutes later, the phone rings again...
Dave: "DUDE!!! YOU'RE PREGNANT!!!! THAT'S AWESOME!!!!"
And then, I felt ok about it.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
- not following Gary Ezzo and the Babywise books/methods
- feeding Ethan yogurt
- feeding Ethan fruits before veggies
- not using infant cereal anymore
- letting him cry in his crib at naptime and bedtime
- breaking down and buying some babyfood instead of making it all from scratch
- refusing to completely rearrange my house in order to "baby proof"
- how our feeding and sleep schedule works
- why Ethan has patches of eczema on his skin
- not buying only organic food for Ethan
- why I'm not breastfeeding anymore
And the list goes on...I wonder if I'm the only mom who does this. Is this just the curse of a perfectionist?
Monday, July 7, 2008
This started last week, soon after he started crawling. He just crawls around his crib, plays with his toys, and, more recently, tries to pull himself up on the side of the crib. It can literally take him an hour to fall asleep. I tried just giving him one nap a day, thinking he just wasn't tired, but he does it for that nap too. And he does it at night when we put him to bed, no matter how sleepy he is when we lay him down. I don't know what else to do. Is separation anxiety the problem? Does he not like being alone in his room? It's just not possible that he's going to give up all naps at 7 1/2 months old. I don't think I can handle that and I really don't think he could either. Talk about disaster.