I cannot believe that Thanksgiving is over and Christmas is only 26 days away. I apologize if I have put some of you into panic mode! Due to Kenzie's desire to share her formula with the rest of the world, we did not travel over the holiday, at least not to the original destination that was planned, we stayed a little closer to home just incase the worse case senerio occured. Luckily, nothing major happened except for two very huge loads of laundry made up entirely of Kenzie's clothing because it was all covered in spit-up. *sigh* I opted not to call the pediatrician today mostly because I figure that the phone lines would be impossibly busy and I doubt that we could get an appointment today anyway, plus I have my post-op exam from my wisdom teeth being extracted. (Which I am feeling great from, haven't had to take any pain meds in two whole days! YAY!)
Thanksgiving itself was fabulous...and by that I mean that the food was great (what little bit I had), having Kenzie passed around and recieving lots of kisses, and hugs and new clothes and very special new elmo from her older cousin, truly made the day one to be THANKFUL for. Among other things, I am extremely thankful for my wonderful new family...Clinton is a marvelous hubby and daddy...and having a precious baby girl (even when she's fussy and throwing up everywhere) just makes me so happy to wake up every morning and know they are there! I just can't believe how fast she is growing!!!!
We, and by we I mean my mother-in-law and auntie Karen and myself took the baby to have her picture taken with Santa over the break. I wanted to get it done before the rush of Christmas and we were already heading towards the mall anyway to get some other things done, so why not just get it all done in one fell swoop! She did really well, I will post the picture later when I figure out how to get it on here, she didn't cry or spit up on Santa so I was VERY happy! We also took some time and went to Wal-mart and I picked up a couple of Christmas presents for her. I can't wait to get the tree up...maybe this weekend, but probably not, we have a jammed-packed weekend ahead of us and I just hope that Kenzie is up for the whirl-wind that is the Christmas season and trying to visit everyone. But at least all my Christmas shopping is done, minus one gift card and the two big gifts for Kenzie that we are waiting until I get paid to pick up. And then I can begin to wrap presents!!!! I actually enjoy wrapping presents, but I don't know how well it's going to go with the baby this year.
I guess I will end this post with a Christmas wish....for everyone to be happy and merry, to enjoy your family... always remembering to tell them that you love them and be thankful for them. Make lots of memories and remember to take time to enjoy this holiday season! Happy Monday everyone!
Monday, November 29, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
What to do...
I find myself exhausted this morning...like so tired I could fall out of my chair right now and just sleep on the cold tile floor for hours! This weekend was interesting to say the least but now I am at a crossroads. So on Friday I had my wisdom teeth removed, and I was THANKFUL that I had a wonderful husband who helped take care of a "winey" person-no I have to admit that I did complain a LOT becuase I am a very picky eater and most of what I eat I couldn't because of the surgery *sigh*. I got some rest on Friday and Kenzie was a good baby dealing with the shots from the day before, only she was still spiting up.
Saturday we headed over to my in-laws to spend the day with them and to do a little shopping. Her spitting up returned with a vengence! Although she wasn't too fussy so the Zantac is helping to ease her discomfort with the food coming back up. However, I am now concerned with the fact that more food seems to be coming up than before. And it comes up at several different times, she burps like she is suppose to but you leave her be for a bit and the next thing you know she's spitting back up nearly all that she ate. I know she's not in pain, because she's not screaming like she was before, BUT I would rather not have to do laundry every day because of her constantly throwing up and covering bibs and burps cloths and clothes with formula and food. I just don't know!
Happy note: We tried food for the first time, well we had tried rice and oatmeal before, which she wanted nothing to do with, so we were thinking that if we give her food then maybe it will stay in her. So Kenzie got her first taste of carrots and she LOVED them! It took her a little bit to get use to the spoon-she kept wanting to put her tongue on top of the spoon! But she did good, so we have one more day of carrots then we are moving on to the sweet potatoes...maybe she won't be as picky of an eater as I am!
Have a wonderful Monday everyone, and a very HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!! I will try and post pictures later, maybe after we get some more taken from Thanksgiving in North Carolina-if we ever make it!
Saturday we headed over to my in-laws to spend the day with them and to do a little shopping. Her spitting up returned with a vengence! Although she wasn't too fussy so the Zantac is helping to ease her discomfort with the food coming back up. However, I am now concerned with the fact that more food seems to be coming up than before. And it comes up at several different times, she burps like she is suppose to but you leave her be for a bit and the next thing you know she's spitting back up nearly all that she ate. I know she's not in pain, because she's not screaming like she was before, BUT I would rather not have to do laundry every day because of her constantly throwing up and covering bibs and burps cloths and clothes with formula and food. I just don't know!
Happy note: We tried food for the first time, well we had tried rice and oatmeal before, which she wanted nothing to do with, so we were thinking that if we give her food then maybe it will stay in her. So Kenzie got her first taste of carrots and she LOVED them! It took her a little bit to get use to the spoon-she kept wanting to put her tongue on top of the spoon! But she did good, so we have one more day of carrots then we are moving on to the sweet potatoes...maybe she won't be as picky of an eater as I am!
Have a wonderful Monday everyone, and a very HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!! I will try and post pictures later, maybe after we get some more taken from Thanksgiving in North Carolina-if we ever make it!
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
How time flies...
I can't believe that tomorrow by baby will be 4 months old! I am writing about this today because I know that I will not have time to do so tomorrow because of our hectic schedule for the next couple of days...actually our schedule has been crazy all week...here's a little run down:
Monday- after thinking about it for awhile I decide that I should call the pediatrician to see what I can do about her projectile vomit/spit up until our appointment on thursday-the nurse calls back within and hour of my call and says that they need to see her TODAY. So blessing number 1-I am thankful for a job that is understanding and allows me to leave a little early. So after being extremely busy at work all day (b/c my other counselor was out sick) I leave and hurry to the daycare, to which they tell me that she had spit up so much that she was puking clear liquid. Now I am glad that I called and I rush to the peds office and wouldn't you know I hit every stinking RED LIGHT there was!!!! In the process of waiting to see the doctor, she throws up twice. LOVELY and because I was in a rush, there was not an extra set of clothes in her bag ( I am a horrible mother). The doctor sees her and says, "switch the formula, here's a prescription for Zantac and if there is not a decrease by Thursday we will order an upper GI test on her." However, he was nice enough to give us six cans of the new soy formula for her. Kenzie screams most of the car ride home, that is until I realize what time it is and pull over to feed her and decided that I was hungry too so I pulled into the quiznos parking lot and got dinner and fed Kenzie. I drop off her prescriptions and then call clint and ask him if he would pick them up so that I can just get her home. Thank God for such a wonderful husband, he does that but thanks to traffic I am at home with a baby who is screaming her head off and no matter what you do she doesn't stop. Finally, he's home we give her the meds (which she doesn't like), a bottle with the new formula (which she does eat without a problem) and by 9 she is asleep. I fall into bed myself, only to wake up a few hours later to Kenzie spiting up in her sleep! She is unphased by all of this, meanwhile I am trying not to have a mini-meltdown! I clean her up and she falls right back asleep. End day 1
Tuesday- I drop her off at daycare around 6:10 am, and explain all of the new stuff and the teacher and myself are both hoping that this will help her situation. Then it's off to a meeting filled day, and the rain is killing me because all I want to do is SLEEP! I get my hair cut after work and pick up Kenzie, and get the news that today wasn't that much better :( She had to be changed a few times and she was extremely irritable and almost to the point of being inconsolable. So I take her home and within a few minutes of being home she vomits again and gets her daddy. *sigh* He tells me not to freak out but inside I am crying, and Kenzie begins her scream fest...and I am fighting back the tears because I just want my baby to feel better! We decided to give her a bath a little earlier than normal just because the fussiness was to the point that Clinton and I could barely hear ourselves talk. It calms her down for a while...but then she is right back to fussing. She gets her bottle, falls asleep for a bit...wakes up in time to watch 'Glee' (one of the greatest shows ever), then after a while she isn't ready for bed but ti's time to eat again, so I feed her and we fall asleep in the bed. I wake up when she begins choking (she is sitting up sleeping, another suggestion by the ped) but she falls right back to sleep. I move her to the bassinet and she sleeps til about 4, and I get up and hold her until my alarm goes off at 4:30 and by then she's asleep again so I let her lay on our bed while I get ready.
Wednesday- She has only spit up a little bit after her morning bottle before daycare. I drop her off, and I don't know why but it's getting harder for me to leave her, but that's another blog. And after work my goal is to work out, unless they call me and tell me she's had another bad day and I just pray that tonight is better.
Thursday- Daycare, work, and then will be picking her up early for her 4 month wellness check up-where she will be getting 3 if not 4 shots! So I will probably have a fussy baby again.
Friday-Clinton and I are off because guess what...I'm having my wisdom teeth extracted! So we will take Kenzie to daycare and then we will go have this done and I will come home and sleep and pray that Kenzie doesn't give Clinton too hard of a time.
Saturday and Sunday- Will depend on his work schedule, but I guess that if he does have to work his mom will help me with the baby. And Sunday Clinton really wants to go see Harry Potter, I just hope the baby and my mouth will let me do so!
*sigh*....I really love my daughter...and I know that this is not her fault, I just really want her to feel better and not have to do the upper GI, although while I have seen a decrease, the screaming has increased. And I feel horrible that I am having this done because I feel like I am dumping the baby on Clinton and his family, although they don't mind my mommie instincts are making me feel bad for doing this now of all times. *sigh* (today seems to be one of those days where I am going to be sighing a lot)I am hoping though that I can take her 4 month pictures tomorrow without any trouble, but she's not always the happiest camper as of late... so we will see. Sorry that this one is so long, and just keep praying that they will figure out what is going on with her and that she can have a better night.
Monday- after thinking about it for awhile I decide that I should call the pediatrician to see what I can do about her projectile vomit/spit up until our appointment on thursday-the nurse calls back within and hour of my call and says that they need to see her TODAY. So blessing number 1-I am thankful for a job that is understanding and allows me to leave a little early. So after being extremely busy at work all day (b/c my other counselor was out sick) I leave and hurry to the daycare, to which they tell me that she had spit up so much that she was puking clear liquid. Now I am glad that I called and I rush to the peds office and wouldn't you know I hit every stinking RED LIGHT there was!!!! In the process of waiting to see the doctor, she throws up twice. LOVELY and because I was in a rush, there was not an extra set of clothes in her bag ( I am a horrible mother). The doctor sees her and says, "switch the formula, here's a prescription for Zantac and if there is not a decrease by Thursday we will order an upper GI test on her." However, he was nice enough to give us six cans of the new soy formula for her. Kenzie screams most of the car ride home, that is until I realize what time it is and pull over to feed her and decided that I was hungry too so I pulled into the quiznos parking lot and got dinner and fed Kenzie. I drop off her prescriptions and then call clint and ask him if he would pick them up so that I can just get her home. Thank God for such a wonderful husband, he does that but thanks to traffic I am at home with a baby who is screaming her head off and no matter what you do she doesn't stop. Finally, he's home we give her the meds (which she doesn't like), a bottle with the new formula (which she does eat without a problem) and by 9 she is asleep. I fall into bed myself, only to wake up a few hours later to Kenzie spiting up in her sleep! She is unphased by all of this, meanwhile I am trying not to have a mini-meltdown! I clean her up and she falls right back asleep. End day 1
Tuesday- I drop her off at daycare around 6:10 am, and explain all of the new stuff and the teacher and myself are both hoping that this will help her situation. Then it's off to a meeting filled day, and the rain is killing me because all I want to do is SLEEP! I get my hair cut after work and pick up Kenzie, and get the news that today wasn't that much better :( She had to be changed a few times and she was extremely irritable and almost to the point of being inconsolable. So I take her home and within a few minutes of being home she vomits again and gets her daddy. *sigh* He tells me not to freak out but inside I am crying, and Kenzie begins her scream fest...and I am fighting back the tears because I just want my baby to feel better! We decided to give her a bath a little earlier than normal just because the fussiness was to the point that Clinton and I could barely hear ourselves talk. It calms her down for a while...but then she is right back to fussing. She gets her bottle, falls asleep for a bit...wakes up in time to watch 'Glee' (one of the greatest shows ever), then after a while she isn't ready for bed but ti's time to eat again, so I feed her and we fall asleep in the bed. I wake up when she begins choking (she is sitting up sleeping, another suggestion by the ped) but she falls right back to sleep. I move her to the bassinet and she sleeps til about 4, and I get up and hold her until my alarm goes off at 4:30 and by then she's asleep again so I let her lay on our bed while I get ready.
Wednesday- She has only spit up a little bit after her morning bottle before daycare. I drop her off, and I don't know why but it's getting harder for me to leave her, but that's another blog. And after work my goal is to work out, unless they call me and tell me she's had another bad day and I just pray that tonight is better.
Thursday- Daycare, work, and then will be picking her up early for her 4 month wellness check up-where she will be getting 3 if not 4 shots! So I will probably have a fussy baby again.
Friday-Clinton and I are off because guess what...I'm having my wisdom teeth extracted! So we will take Kenzie to daycare and then we will go have this done and I will come home and sleep and pray that Kenzie doesn't give Clinton too hard of a time.
Saturday and Sunday- Will depend on his work schedule, but I guess that if he does have to work his mom will help me with the baby. And Sunday Clinton really wants to go see Harry Potter, I just hope the baby and my mouth will let me do so!
*sigh*....I really love my daughter...and I know that this is not her fault, I just really want her to feel better and not have to do the upper GI, although while I have seen a decrease, the screaming has increased. And I feel horrible that I am having this done because I feel like I am dumping the baby on Clinton and his family, although they don't mind my mommie instincts are making me feel bad for doing this now of all times. *sigh* (today seems to be one of those days where I am going to be sighing a lot)I am hoping though that I can take her 4 month pictures tomorrow without any trouble, but she's not always the happiest camper as of late... so we will see. Sorry that this one is so long, and just keep praying that they will figure out what is going on with her and that she can have a better night.
Monday, November 15, 2010
I love my baby....and her spit-up
So we ventured out to West Virginia this weekend for what else...FOOTBALL! (is there any other reason to travel? hehe) I took Kenzie to see her uncle play his senior game of football, (and I am still apologizing for the fact that you only lost at the games that we attended...normally I am good luck, I just blame it on the refs) and she did pretty good for the fact that it was 70some degrees out in NOVEMBER and she was fighting sleep. She really is such a good baby...but the only thing that is worrying me right now is the fact that no matter what we do...she is still projectile spitting up/vomiting on us! Name something that is suppose to reduce this and we have tried it.
I know, I know she looks heathly and its only about 75% of the time that she gets fussy after she does it. But yesterday she started doing it in her sleep! Now I am totally freaked out becuase I do lay her on her side to sleep, but she rolls on to her back because she loves to do that now and I'm just worried that if she does it in the middle of the night she could aspirate. So needless to say, mommie did not get much sleep last night, I was so worried that something bad could happen. I know that she only did it once, but once was enough to scare me. To even think about something happening to her make tears well up in my eyes even as I am typing this! I am going to place a call to the pedicatrician today and ask them about this. I know that the spit up is normal and is supposed to peak at 4 months...however her seems to be continuous and getting worse. I just don't want her esophagus to get messed up at such a young age. *sigh* I just want my baby to get better...and for us not to go through 5 or 6 bibs and 4 to 5 burp cloths a day! We will see what the nurses say and we do have an appointment on Thursday-usual 4 month check up and shots :( So hopefully we can figure out something to help make this little one better.
Happy Monday everyone....and still haven't cut the hair just yet...but it's very tempting everytime I see a hair salon!
I know, I know she looks heathly and its only about 75% of the time that she gets fussy after she does it. But yesterday she started doing it in her sleep! Now I am totally freaked out becuase I do lay her on her side to sleep, but she rolls on to her back because she loves to do that now and I'm just worried that if she does it in the middle of the night she could aspirate. So needless to say, mommie did not get much sleep last night, I was so worried that something bad could happen. I know that she only did it once, but once was enough to scare me. To even think about something happening to her make tears well up in my eyes even as I am typing this! I am going to place a call to the pedicatrician today and ask them about this. I know that the spit up is normal and is supposed to peak at 4 months...however her seems to be continuous and getting worse. I just don't want her esophagus to get messed up at such a young age. *sigh* I just want my baby to get better...and for us not to go through 5 or 6 bibs and 4 to 5 burp cloths a day! We will see what the nurses say and we do have an appointment on Thursday-usual 4 month check up and shots :( So hopefully we can figure out something to help make this little one better.
Happy Monday everyone....and still haven't cut the hair just yet...but it's very tempting everytime I see a hair salon!
Thursday, November 11, 2010
To cut or not to cut....my hair that is...
So as I enter this new phase of "mommie-hood" I am at a cross roads...do I continue to let this mop on my head grow out and look horrible OR do I do something fun and drastic? Ok, it probably won't be that drastic...I mean I am not going to go all Britney and shave it off, mostly because I know I have an odd shapped skull and know I can't pull it off :) So I have decided to let the masses try and sway me...here are my reasons for keeping my long hair and my reasons for wanting to cut:
Reasons to keep it longish:
1. It's easy...seriously, if I am too lazy to get my butt out of bed to do my hair becuase Kenzie had a rough night, I can just throw it in a pony tail and go.
2. I have been growing it out since I found out I was pregnant...so it seems weird to cut it.
3. The whole laziness factor...I know I have mentioned it already but sometimes it is nice to be able to pull it back in a pony tail.
Reasons to cut it:
1. My hair does nothing anymore...it seriously is just a mop on my head
2. I want something different and to not look 12 years old anymore.
3. (this is my hubby's exzplaination for why I want to cut it) I want people to know that I am a mom even when I don't have my baby with me.
*He is under the impression that every style I look at is a "mom" haircut..its's a man thing that I will never understand.
One thing that should be noted....I tend to change my hair a lot...well I used to before I moved to NOVA becuase it's simply too expensive to get it done up here compared to where I was, plus I don't have anyone that I remotely know well enough to do it. But I am the type of person who will just sit down in the chair and tell the hairstylist that they can do whatever...I know I am not right in the head...but I am pretty easy going (I think on most days). I guess that I just feel as though this hair is the old me...and now that I have graduated with my Master's....celebrated being married for over a year.....had a baby and found a wonderful job that it's time for a new Trina to emerge...
LOOK OUT WORLD....MOMMIE ROOF IS HERE!
* I am aware that the previous statement is above cheesy....but I don't care...it's one of those days
Reasons to keep it longish:
1. It's easy...seriously, if I am too lazy to get my butt out of bed to do my hair becuase Kenzie had a rough night, I can just throw it in a pony tail and go.
2. I have been growing it out since I found out I was pregnant...so it seems weird to cut it.
3. The whole laziness factor...I know I have mentioned it already but sometimes it is nice to be able to pull it back in a pony tail.
Reasons to cut it:
1. My hair does nothing anymore...it seriously is just a mop on my head
2. I want something different and to not look 12 years old anymore.
3. (this is my hubby's exzplaination for why I want to cut it) I want people to know that I am a mom even when I don't have my baby with me.
*He is under the impression that every style I look at is a "mom" haircut..its's a man thing that I will never understand.
One thing that should be noted....I tend to change my hair a lot...well I used to before I moved to NOVA becuase it's simply too expensive to get it done up here compared to where I was, plus I don't have anyone that I remotely know well enough to do it. But I am the type of person who will just sit down in the chair and tell the hairstylist that they can do whatever...I know I am not right in the head...but I am pretty easy going (I think on most days). I guess that I just feel as though this hair is the old me...and now that I have graduated with my Master's....celebrated being married for over a year.....had a baby and found a wonderful job that it's time for a new Trina to emerge...
LOOK OUT WORLD....MOMMIE ROOF IS HERE!
* I am aware that the previous statement is above cheesy....but I don't care...it's one of those days
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
la la la la la la la....
Mackenzie loves it when I sing scales! I have just discovered that yesterday afternoon when I was playing with her on our bed. I was singing "wheels on the bus" and when I was done, for some reason I starting singing scales (if you don't know what those are than be thankful you aren't a music geek like I am, both band and chorus!)...and she just smiled and laughed and it was soooooo cute!!!! Just thought I would share a cute story with you!
Oh...another cute thing....Kenzie is grasping things now...she was holding her doll and trying to eat her face, and she was grabbing her ball and I couldn't be prouder!!!! And if she would just move her arms, she would be crawling! Makes me happy and sad at the same time!
Oh...another cute thing....Kenzie is grasping things now...she was holding her doll and trying to eat her face, and she was grabbing her ball and I couldn't be prouder!!!! And if she would just move her arms, she would be crawling! Makes me happy and sad at the same time!
Friday, November 5, 2010
quick funny quote!
Ok, I know, I'm spoiling you...two postings in one day! But I saw this little quote and I loved it, so I thought that I would share it with you!
'My baby can kick your baby's powdered tush!'
It's too cute without being offensive! So something to brighten your Friday...I was going to post a picture of Mackenzie but I have figured out how to do so....if you know please pass along the wisdom.
'My baby can kick your baby's powdered tush!'
It's too cute without being offensive! So something to brighten your Friday...I was going to post a picture of Mackenzie but I have figured out how to do so....if you know please pass along the wisdom.
Home sweet PC....at least I hope that it will be...
It's so funny that the last time that I was at home (the home that I grew up in) I was pregnant with Kenzie and here I am heading home this weekend with a baby...and for some reason, even though I'm almost 25 years old, I'm nervous about going home.
There are many reasons (that I have drummed up in my head) about why I'm nervous about going home.
* How will Kenzie do with a 4 1/2 hour (at least) drive this evening after work, and if she does sleep most of the way, does that mean that she will be up half the night?
* How will she do with seeing all these new people at church? Normally she doesn't mind strangers, she will smile at anyone (for the most part, unless she's in one of her moods or not feeling well) and she will let everyone hold her (thanks to daycare and my willingness to let anyone hold her)
*And I know that we are going to church....but I am not sure how Kenzie will act during church, I just don't want her to disrupt the service, which I know that I will take her out to the nursey if she does but I hope that she is her usual smiling, happy self
* Oh, and with my mom's cat....how will she react to the baby? Or how will Kenzie react to the cat? I know that she's been around dogs and has been fine, she usually doesn't pay them much attention and they don't really pay attention to her.
*Plus, with the daylight savings time, will that mess up her schedule?
Oh the things that moms worry about when traveling, plus, she's only 3 and a 1/2 months old....and I am super worried about the spittting up...I hope that she doesn't do it on anyone's Sunday best...maybe I will just hold her and if she gets me then I can just wash my dress later. Speaking of washing, all I can think about right now is the big load of dirty clothes sitting in our bathroom...I should have worked on that yesterday but I was too busy packing and playing with Kenzie.
*update on the attempting to roll over.....so while I was gathering my clothes together in the bedroom I placed her on the bed so I could watch her and talk with her and hopefully keep her from crying. Well she was on her back for alittle bit and once again tried to roll over to her tummy...but then she got frustrated so I picked her up and placed her on her tummy...I figured that maybe she should give a try to rolling from the tummy to her back. Well normally Kenzie does not like tummy time...(another check mark for the possibility that there is an underlying belly issue) but yesterday she was content with it and was pushing up on her arms and hands and holding her head sooooo steady and she was trying to roll herself over but again those arms are just getting in the way. But it's was so cute to see her doing all of that (made packing that much harder because I just wanted to keep playing with her) but again sad because I can remember when she couldn't do any of that! :'(
So here's hoping this weekend is safe and happy and that everyone thinks that my baby is as adorable as I do...and I know I carry the most bias towards her, but she really is cute!
HAPPY FRIDAY EVERYONE!!!!!!
There are many reasons (that I have drummed up in my head) about why I'm nervous about going home.
* How will Kenzie do with a 4 1/2 hour (at least) drive this evening after work, and if she does sleep most of the way, does that mean that she will be up half the night?
* How will she do with seeing all these new people at church? Normally she doesn't mind strangers, she will smile at anyone (for the most part, unless she's in one of her moods or not feeling well) and she will let everyone hold her (thanks to daycare and my willingness to let anyone hold her)
*And I know that we are going to church....but I am not sure how Kenzie will act during church, I just don't want her to disrupt the service, which I know that I will take her out to the nursey if she does but I hope that she is her usual smiling, happy self
* Oh, and with my mom's cat....how will she react to the baby? Or how will Kenzie react to the cat? I know that she's been around dogs and has been fine, she usually doesn't pay them much attention and they don't really pay attention to her.
*Plus, with the daylight savings time, will that mess up her schedule?
Oh the things that moms worry about when traveling, plus, she's only 3 and a 1/2 months old....and I am super worried about the spittting up...I hope that she doesn't do it on anyone's Sunday best...maybe I will just hold her and if she gets me then I can just wash my dress later. Speaking of washing, all I can think about right now is the big load of dirty clothes sitting in our bathroom...I should have worked on that yesterday but I was too busy packing and playing with Kenzie.
*update on the attempting to roll over.....so while I was gathering my clothes together in the bedroom I placed her on the bed so I could watch her and talk with her and hopefully keep her from crying. Well she was on her back for alittle bit and once again tried to roll over to her tummy...but then she got frustrated so I picked her up and placed her on her tummy...I figured that maybe she should give a try to rolling from the tummy to her back. Well normally Kenzie does not like tummy time...(another check mark for the possibility that there is an underlying belly issue) but yesterday she was content with it and was pushing up on her arms and hands and holding her head sooooo steady and she was trying to roll herself over but again those arms are just getting in the way. But it's was so cute to see her doing all of that (made packing that much harder because I just wanted to keep playing with her) but again sad because I can remember when she couldn't do any of that! :'(
So here's hoping this weekend is safe and happy and that everyone thinks that my baby is as adorable as I do...and I know I carry the most bias towards her, but she really is cute!
HAPPY FRIDAY EVERYONE!!!!!!
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Spit-up, Burp cloths, poopey diapers, sick baby and lots and lots of love
This is what my life is made of up now...and seriously I could not be happier. Kenzie is already forming such a personalilty...that is when she is isn't sick which has been the majority of her life since she was two and a half months old. Now I know that daycare comes with germs, and I expected the colds and runny noses BUT she has been sick for awhile. We finally figure out that it was an ear infection and sinus infection and she is on antibiotics. So problem solved right? Well the congestion is back with a vengence, her fussiness occurs every now and again, she is still sitting at a 99.3 temperature (however since she is past the 3 month period, her temperature has to be at 101 before we can become alarmed), and she is spitting up like no one's business. It is nothing for me to have to go through 4 bibs and 3 to 4 burps cloths in a 5 hours period between the time that i get home and the time she goes to bed. I know, I know, babies are suppose to spit-up, it's a like a mommies badge of honor. (And believe me if being a mom was like the military I would be climbing the ranks, I have my been peed on, pooped on, spit-up on and projectile spit-up/vomited up on, oh and lately drooled on...but I wouldn't change it for anything in the world!) But I am worried about this, I am beginning to think that maybe there's something else wrong with her, because I know that some babies could just be happy spitters (kind of gross, eh?) but lately her spit-up is causing her to become upset.
She will eat, burp, and then an hour or so later she will spit-up...and once she does it she starts wailing...that is when I just have to remain calm and tell her everything is ok. Although in the back of my mind my mommie sensor is going off like crazy! It's amazing all the new things that get added to your body once you become a mom and are responsible for another human being. I hate to keep calling the Pediatrician, no seriously, I think that they know my voice and are like "what's wrong with Kenzie this time?" but I just don't want to let things lie and something be seriously wrong with her. *sigh*
But on to the happier things, I like to always try and end things on a happy note. I love spending time with Kenzie....it's amazing all the new discoveries that she is making. Like last night, once she was bathed, in her pjs, doped up with medicine, and fed her nightly bottle she was wide awake, and then became fussy because she needed to be changed (spit-up and a pee diaper), so I laid a blanket in the floor of the living room and got her completely nakes a ready to put a new diaper on and then she began to roll! My daughter, who used to hate being naked, was attempting to roll over naked. So I let her be naked and try and roll over...she mastered the rolling from her back to her side, but hse just couldn't get all the way over to her tummy, but boy was she trying! seriously, with her legs just a kicking, her fists shoved in her mouth (I think that she's teething) while trying to talk, her head was all the way over but she just couldn't get her bottom arm up to flip all the way over. She tried and tried and we just knew that she might, she was frustrated and you could tell by her crying, but i didn't pick her up right away mostly because I was hoping that she would finally get it.
After 15 minutes she gave up and rolled onto her back and let me put her diaper on and then she wanted to stand up like a big girl. I am so proud of my baby and I know that eventually she will get it...she enjoys her tummy time, for about 10 minutes at the most, (another reason I think that there may be a stomach issue). So last night, even though she spit up several times (on 3 bibs, two burp cloths and one foot pj), was a little fussy and still awake at 9pm (her bed time) and I was exhausted knowing that I needed to get bottles made (and did with the help of Clinton), and still needed to straighten up the living room, I remembered that above all little moments like watching Kenzie try and roll over was more important that anything else going on in the world...(and now I am about to cry because it makes me realize that she is growing up sooooo fast.... only two more weeks until she's 4months old!)
She will eat, burp, and then an hour or so later she will spit-up...and once she does it she starts wailing...that is when I just have to remain calm and tell her everything is ok. Although in the back of my mind my mommie sensor is going off like crazy! It's amazing all the new things that get added to your body once you become a mom and are responsible for another human being. I hate to keep calling the Pediatrician, no seriously, I think that they know my voice and are like "what's wrong with Kenzie this time?" but I just don't want to let things lie and something be seriously wrong with her. *sigh*
But on to the happier things, I like to always try and end things on a happy note. I love spending time with Kenzie....it's amazing all the new discoveries that she is making. Like last night, once she was bathed, in her pjs, doped up with medicine, and fed her nightly bottle she was wide awake, and then became fussy because she needed to be changed (spit-up and a pee diaper), so I laid a blanket in the floor of the living room and got her completely nakes a ready to put a new diaper on and then she began to roll! My daughter, who used to hate being naked, was attempting to roll over naked. So I let her be naked and try and roll over...she mastered the rolling from her back to her side, but hse just couldn't get all the way over to her tummy, but boy was she trying! seriously, with her legs just a kicking, her fists shoved in her mouth (I think that she's teething) while trying to talk, her head was all the way over but she just couldn't get her bottom arm up to flip all the way over. She tried and tried and we just knew that she might, she was frustrated and you could tell by her crying, but i didn't pick her up right away mostly because I was hoping that she would finally get it.
After 15 minutes she gave up and rolled onto her back and let me put her diaper on and then she wanted to stand up like a big girl. I am so proud of my baby and I know that eventually she will get it...she enjoys her tummy time, for about 10 minutes at the most, (another reason I think that there may be a stomach issue). So last night, even though she spit up several times (on 3 bibs, two burp cloths and one foot pj), was a little fussy and still awake at 9pm (her bed time) and I was exhausted knowing that I needed to get bottles made (and did with the help of Clinton), and still needed to straighten up the living room, I remembered that above all little moments like watching Kenzie try and roll over was more important that anything else going on in the world...(and now I am about to cry because it makes me realize that she is growing up sooooo fast.... only two more weeks until she's 4months old!)
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Babies...they are never what you would expect...
I don't really know what I was expecting when it finally came time to have this baby...but the experience was memorable. I had always heard everyone say that there is pain with giving birth (DUH!) but the minute you see your baby, you don't remember it. That is soooooooo true! I was in labor for 20 hours, although I only pushed for 6 minutes, 3 pushes total, and she was out...being laid on my chest and Clinton was cutting the cord. I just remember looking at him and through my tears saying, "we just had a baby." Yes seriously, I kept saying that, through most of the night and into the morning (she was born at 11:06 pm). I was in some pain, but just being able to hold that little girl....I can't even put it into words. We were showered with love by our family...and everyone wanted to hold the baby....but again, she was so cute why wouldn't they!
Then when everyone went home we were left with just my husband and myself and now this new little person who wanted and needed us to take care of her every need!!!! That is when the panic set in...I was exhausted but so in love at that moment...I now understand what people mean when they say 'you don't know love until you have had a child.' Kenzie (her name is Mackenzie but I call her Kenzie, unless I'm trying to make her laugh, then I say her name in funny voices) is the best baby in the world. Seriously, she has been sleeping through the night since she was 6weeks old AND she sleeps in her own bed, although, I will admit that lately if she gets up a few mintues before my alarm is going to go off at 4:45 then I get her up and see if she will go back to sleep in our bed until the alarm goes off. And sometimes she will fall back asleep with her arms over her head legs all sprawled out and that gives me a few minutes to shower and get ready for the day. And yes, I place pillows around her so she won't roll off the bed, I'm not that bad of a mom! :)
I cannot believe that she is going to be 4 months old in just two weeks!!!! Where has the time gone? Oh that's right, it goes right out the window! Even though I am working now I seriously have the best hours for having a newborn. I am at work by 6:45am and I am able to go home by 2:45....which that leaves me time to work out at 'Curves' (most days, but I am not always good about it) and still pick my daughter up by 4. Then it's my favorite time of the day, 'Kenzie and mommie' time...I always try and take at least 45 mintues (if not more depending on her mood) where I lock us in my bedroom and simply play with her. I love that about having a baby...she makes me appreciate the little things, grant it, I have always tried to do that, but I believe I do it more now. The way that she looks at me, the way she smiles, and now the way that she is trying to laugh...I have heard her laugh a couple times now, but she won't do it for anyone else but me. Does my face look that funny? Seriously, I have talked to her and asked her to 'stop making mommie look like she's crazy, I already do such a great job of it myself.' I can't imagine my life without her now....the end of my work day is the best part (or unless I am goign to go work out, then not so much). But the minute that I pick her up from daycare (again, bad mommie....or at least some people think so)and hold her in my arms and give her kisses, my day is complete. Oh and clinton coming home and seeing him play with her too is good as well, but this is my little secret.
So all in all...I guess that even though we aren't quite sure what to expected from having babies, I have learned to expect the unexpected....really....each day is a new discovery for Kenzie and I love being there to experience it with her.
Then when everyone went home we were left with just my husband and myself and now this new little person who wanted and needed us to take care of her every need!!!! That is when the panic set in...I was exhausted but so in love at that moment...I now understand what people mean when they say 'you don't know love until you have had a child.' Kenzie (her name is Mackenzie but I call her Kenzie, unless I'm trying to make her laugh, then I say her name in funny voices) is the best baby in the world. Seriously, she has been sleeping through the night since she was 6weeks old AND she sleeps in her own bed, although, I will admit that lately if she gets up a few mintues before my alarm is going to go off at 4:45 then I get her up and see if she will go back to sleep in our bed until the alarm goes off. And sometimes she will fall back asleep with her arms over her head legs all sprawled out and that gives me a few minutes to shower and get ready for the day. And yes, I place pillows around her so she won't roll off the bed, I'm not that bad of a mom! :)
I cannot believe that she is going to be 4 months old in just two weeks!!!! Where has the time gone? Oh that's right, it goes right out the window! Even though I am working now I seriously have the best hours for having a newborn. I am at work by 6:45am and I am able to go home by 2:45....which that leaves me time to work out at 'Curves' (most days, but I am not always good about it) and still pick my daughter up by 4. Then it's my favorite time of the day, 'Kenzie and mommie' time...I always try and take at least 45 mintues (if not more depending on her mood) where I lock us in my bedroom and simply play with her. I love that about having a baby...she makes me appreciate the little things, grant it, I have always tried to do that, but I believe I do it more now. The way that she looks at me, the way she smiles, and now the way that she is trying to laugh...I have heard her laugh a couple times now, but she won't do it for anyone else but me. Does my face look that funny? Seriously, I have talked to her and asked her to 'stop making mommie look like she's crazy, I already do such a great job of it myself.' I can't imagine my life without her now....the end of my work day is the best part (or unless I am goign to go work out, then not so much). But the minute that I pick her up from daycare (again, bad mommie....or at least some people think so)and hold her in my arms and give her kisses, my day is complete. Oh and clinton coming home and seeing him play with her too is good as well, but this is my little secret.
So all in all...I guess that even though we aren't quite sure what to expected from having babies, I have learned to expect the unexpected....really....each day is a new discovery for Kenzie and I love being there to experience it with her.
In the beginning.....
So I have finally decided to add one more thing to my life...writing a blog. It's not like I don't already have enough things to handle right now...but I figured that I could look back on this and be happy that I marked my life and all the events in it with words. I normally am the type of person who loves to write, and since I'm so bad at trying to keep up with the same journal at this point in my life why not post it here, plus I'm getting rather bored with 'Facebook' so I need something new to preoccupy my mind.
So here goes nothing,
My life has not always been as perfect as is it now, there were some not so great relationships, some tough decisions, but through it all I had one person who stood by me, understood just what I needed and loved me through it all, Clinton. We met in college...where I was the small town hickified (yes, that's my own word) little girl with an accent that made it hard for this city boy (he would not be happy that I am calling him that) to understand me at times. He was a football player, a year ahead of me, getting his private pilot license, and I figured way out of my league. I was the shy at times girl, who became a cheerleader, got involved in Student Government and engrossed in my studies. But somehow we always seemed to be hanging out in the same places. So we began talking and we just hit it off....although I called him Roof and didn't learn his first name until I was sitting at dinner in the cafe with some of our mutual friends and they were talking about Clinton...and I mentioned that he sounded like a really nice guy and they were going to have to introduce me to him...needless to say, I was the running joke for a couple of weeks. But we started "dating" and became really close...and not to say that we didn't have our moments, but it turned out alright. He graduated a semester before I did and after I graduated I moved up to where his family is from to attend Graduate school.
He proposed on St. Patrick's Day of my junior year of college...it was sooo super sweet. We saved money by purchasing all our rings at once, even though we knew it might be awhile before getting married. After my first year and a half of my two year grad program we kind of wondered what we were really waiting for and decided to tie the knot...in six weeks...seriously we announced at Easter of '09 that we would be getting married over Labor Day weekend. Of course, it should be noted in here that I changed my mind several times about when and where to hold the wedding and I was very appreciative of my wonderful husband of being so caring and understanding through my undeciviness...seriously, it was at the beach at one point, on a cruise, in Vegas, not at all, just at the courthouse, at a park and finally my professor worked part-time at a winery and invited us to come and check it out, pulled some strings and my mind was made. It really was the perfect wedding, the weather was every bride's dream for an outside wedding, sunny but not hot. It was small but it was celebrated with friends and family who cared for us. And we are complete dorks becuase we spent our honeymoon in Williamsburg..taking in the historical sites and enjoying Busch Gardens on my 3 day weekend from grad schoool...needing to get back to present a paper on that Tuesday! (short vacation, but well worth the time spent together)
Our life was set...I was working on my Master's, he has his job as a Crew Scheduler for a local airline...but as the saying goes (or at least my version of it) 'when things are going great, life always throws a curve ball in it!' His job was going to be moving to another state...and it would be over 12 hours away from where we were currently living. I knew that I couldn't leave because I was not through with my program and was not about to start all over in another program in another state. And he wasn't sure if he even wanted to go...so finnally around Thanksgiving he was pretty much set in that he wasn't going to be moving to Memphis...and I was very happy, it meant that we would be moving in with his parents, but I love them so I won in all ways! Then on my 24th birthday, December 3, we found out that we were expecting our surprise baby!
We had not been trying...and by no means were we really ready to have a baby, however in my mind there is no real PERFECT time to have a baby. If you wait until everyone tells you it's ok, you will either still be broke or too old to concieve or just plain to old to want kids anymore. So even though not everyone was as thrilled as we were, and mind you we were thrilled and scared out of our minds, we knew that we would find a way to make it work. And we did :)
Big celebrations of Spring/Summer 2010
*May-I graduated with Honors with my Master's degree in School Counseling
*May-I celebrated my one year anniversary with Clinton
*July- I gave brith to a precious baby girl...6lbs 10oz and 19 3/4 inches long
*August- after almost giving up completely on finding a job in my field, I got offered a middle school counseling job only 12 miles from our house!
Has it always been easy...I'd be lying if I said yes....BUT WE have done what was neccessary, and done it to the best of our abilities and we couldn't be happier.
So here goes nothing,
My life has not always been as perfect as is it now, there were some not so great relationships, some tough decisions, but through it all I had one person who stood by me, understood just what I needed and loved me through it all, Clinton. We met in college...where I was the small town hickified (yes, that's my own word) little girl with an accent that made it hard for this city boy (he would not be happy that I am calling him that) to understand me at times. He was a football player, a year ahead of me, getting his private pilot license, and I figured way out of my league. I was the shy at times girl, who became a cheerleader, got involved in Student Government and engrossed in my studies. But somehow we always seemed to be hanging out in the same places. So we began talking and we just hit it off....although I called him Roof and didn't learn his first name until I was sitting at dinner in the cafe with some of our mutual friends and they were talking about Clinton...and I mentioned that he sounded like a really nice guy and they were going to have to introduce me to him...needless to say, I was the running joke for a couple of weeks. But we started "dating" and became really close...and not to say that we didn't have our moments, but it turned out alright. He graduated a semester before I did and after I graduated I moved up to where his family is from to attend Graduate school.
He proposed on St. Patrick's Day of my junior year of college...it was sooo super sweet. We saved money by purchasing all our rings at once, even though we knew it might be awhile before getting married. After my first year and a half of my two year grad program we kind of wondered what we were really waiting for and decided to tie the knot...in six weeks...seriously we announced at Easter of '09 that we would be getting married over Labor Day weekend. Of course, it should be noted in here that I changed my mind several times about when and where to hold the wedding and I was very appreciative of my wonderful husband of being so caring and understanding through my undeciviness...seriously, it was at the beach at one point, on a cruise, in Vegas, not at all, just at the courthouse, at a park and finally my professor worked part-time at a winery and invited us to come and check it out, pulled some strings and my mind was made. It really was the perfect wedding, the weather was every bride's dream for an outside wedding, sunny but not hot. It was small but it was celebrated with friends and family who cared for us. And we are complete dorks becuase we spent our honeymoon in Williamsburg..taking in the historical sites and enjoying Busch Gardens on my 3 day weekend from grad schoool...needing to get back to present a paper on that Tuesday! (short vacation, but well worth the time spent together)
Our life was set...I was working on my Master's, he has his job as a Crew Scheduler for a local airline...but as the saying goes (or at least my version of it) 'when things are going great, life always throws a curve ball in it!' His job was going to be moving to another state...and it would be over 12 hours away from where we were currently living. I knew that I couldn't leave because I was not through with my program and was not about to start all over in another program in another state. And he wasn't sure if he even wanted to go...so finnally around Thanksgiving he was pretty much set in that he wasn't going to be moving to Memphis...and I was very happy, it meant that we would be moving in with his parents, but I love them so I won in all ways! Then on my 24th birthday, December 3, we found out that we were expecting our surprise baby!
We had not been trying...and by no means were we really ready to have a baby, however in my mind there is no real PERFECT time to have a baby. If you wait until everyone tells you it's ok, you will either still be broke or too old to concieve or just plain to old to want kids anymore. So even though not everyone was as thrilled as we were, and mind you we were thrilled and scared out of our minds, we knew that we would find a way to make it work. And we did :)
Big celebrations of Spring/Summer 2010
*May-I graduated with Honors with my Master's degree in School Counseling
*May-I celebrated my one year anniversary with Clinton
*July- I gave brith to a precious baby girl...6lbs 10oz and 19 3/4 inches long
*August- after almost giving up completely on finding a job in my field, I got offered a middle school counseling job only 12 miles from our house!
Has it always been easy...I'd be lying if I said yes....BUT WE have done what was neccessary, and done it to the best of our abilities and we couldn't be happier.
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