Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Thea 2 Months / Mira growing up


Perfect baby. Adam and I were talking on our drive home from shopping yesterday. We have always agreed that we want 2 kids. But we decided even if we DID want a third, we feel like we've already used all our luck on our first two perfect babies. If it ain't broke, don't fix it, right? 

Weight: 11.6 pounds (56th percentile)
Height: 24.2 inches (97th percentile)
Clothes size: 3 months, 3-6 months
Diaper size: 1
Sleeps: Through any sound. I mean any. We go to bed around midnight and put her in her bassinet at the same time. She sleeps until about 7 AM. 
Hobbies: Looking at her hands, moving arms and legs, smiling at mom and dad and sister, attempting to talk to us. 
Still likes: getting her diaper changed, taking baths (she is kicking away in there now, smiling the whole time), running water, vacuums, staring at ceilings. 

Yep, I still love having a new baby. I don't love that she caught Mira's cold. I've been using the NoseFrida and while it works, it's gross. 

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I've been studying her face here and there the last couple weeks and can't help but notice how much it has grown. Yes, just her face. I think she has the prettiest smile on the planet and her eyes are to die for; big and brown with long lashes. Her bouncy, plentiful curls match her spunky (and spicy) personality. 

I'm just impressed with how she can live off of like 4 different foods and still grow like a weed. I mean, she has literally had Club crackers for lunch on more occasions than I care to admit. Are all 5-year-olds this picky? 

But I'm soaking in all those nights where she comes crawling into our bed with her teddy. Steals my pillow and kicks Adam the whole night, but we love it. She had a nightmare the other night. Woke up crying and calling for us. I run in there. Come to find out she dreamt that we were all getting ice cream and we told her she couldn't have any. And then she ended up having to get black licorice ice cream. What a terrible nightmare.... 

She's starting to wash and condition her own hair in the bath. She gets out and gets her own towel. This is nice for us, as we can focus on getting Thea ready for bed, but also a little sad. I still have to brush her hair, read her a story (or 2), tuck her in, give her between 13 and 80 hugs and kisses, and sometimes we sing her "special song". I think she requires that when she's feeling a little neglected due to baby. 

She's going through such a transitional age. I have a lot of emotions over it: Love, guilt, regret, hope, honor, luck, fear. Am I disciplining her enough (she has some serious tantrums), am I disciplining her too much (is taking away her markers for 3 days too mean?), are we paying enough attention to her, are we paying too much attention to her, does she watch too much tv, does she not floss enough, do I yell too much, do I not yell enough, do I spend too much money on clothes, and also why does she keep digging the same dress out of the hamper? 

I had to snap a picture of her last night. She is so sweet, especially when she's sleeping. I wanted to capture her hugging her teddy, the books under her pillow, and well the picture doesn't show it but her cute little snores. I still call her my "baby". She might be my baby forever. Ok writing that last sentence made me lose it a little. Happy tears, though, right? 

Saturday, June 2, 2018

Thea 1 Month



Stats:
Height: 22.9 inches (98th percentile)
Weight: 9 lb 14 oz (58th percentile)

Things Thea Likes:
The sound of running water
The sound of the vacuum
Being held by mama
Staring out windows
Sleeping during car rides
Going for walks
Getting her diaper changed
Light mouth kisses
Bath time

The girls at their checkups earlier this week

She smiles at us :)
She eats every 2 hours unless she's taking a good nap, then will go 3. Has been sleeping for 5 hour stretches at night in her Rock N Play.
Can count on one hand the amount of times she's actually cried so far. Usually she makes her requests by grunting or a quick little yell first.

Not much to say about a 1 month old. She's cute as a button and we're thoroughly enjoying this stage!

Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Thea's Birth Story

Thea's birth story is similar to Mira's, but different in that it was all planned. Since Mira was a c-section baby, my risks were a little different. I would have a VBAC if I were to go into labor early/on my own, but scheduled a c-section. The former never happened to c-section it was.




I knew what to expect this time around, thus I was able to be more clear headed and calm. We had to go to the hospital at 5 AM that morning. Checked in, they took a few blood tests, asked me all the standard hospital questions. Oh and they stuck an IV in my hand, which is honestly possibly the most terrible part of it all. Ugh. I squeezed Adam's hand pretty tight during that. There was a lot of waiting around. At around 8 they wheeled me down to the OR, or at least the floor of the OR. They made me drink the sour stomach acid-reducer drink to prevent vomiting. The anesthesiologist came in and asked me a bunch of questions. My blood pressure was taken several times. Some other stuff went on, I'm sure, there was just a lot going on.

At 8:40 I was finally wheeled into the OR. I saw my OB sitting at the computer and all the staff (attending RNs, Surg techs, CRNA, etc.) prepping. I tried not to look at the surg techs sorting all the surgery tools. A little intimidating. The nurse anesthetist and anesthesiologist then had me sit up and hunch over. It was time for the epidural. It's not as bad as it looks, it's more of a nuisance than painful. You have to stay hunched over for like 8 minutes while the huge needle is in your back. You can't move. But you feel the cool juices getting shot into your back. After that it's finally time to get moved to the operating table, with assistance of course. Then it's time for the oxygen mask, the blue tarp, the "pinch test" to make sure I'm actually numb. Adam was actually asked to briefly leave the room because apparently spouses aren't allowed to be in there while the epidural is being done. He was able to come back in once I was on the operating table. I was all cool, calm, and collected until the surgery actually began. I could feel every tug, just like last time. I can feel my blood pressure drop (it's normal) and can also see it on the screen next to me when the numbers go down. They give me some sort of antidote for that. Then after a little while I tell the anesthesiologist I feel nauseous. She gives me a different antidote for that.

I think it was about 20 minutes and there was a few seconds of exciting commotion that hinted Thea's arrival was imminent. Sure enough I hear the cries. They lifted her up so I could see her and I got super emotional, of course. Didn't bawl, but let myself cry. Adam cut her cord and she got quickly looked over by the attending pediatrician. Everything was perfect and they brought her back to me. I got to bond with her. Since I was still getting stitched up she was just held next to my face/upper chest. I thought she was so beautiful and looked very similar to Mira. I kept stroking her head and face and talking to her. She was content with her mama.









After the stitching up was done, they put her back in the bassinet, moved me back to my bed, and wheeled me into the recovery room. Adam followed me in, as did Thea. The nurse gave her to me so she could nurse for the first time. She knew how to nurse, that's for sure. My vitals were taken quite frequently. The anesthesiologist asked some more questions, checked to make sure the epidural wasn't moving up my body. Everything was fine. Baby Thea was still perfect. Then we got the go-ahead to move back upstairs. I got to take Thea with me on the bed.



We got to our room and had our cuddles, Adam held her for a while. We snapped some pictures of her, texted family the news. Since my mom had Mira, we told her she can come by with her to see her new sister. They came by not too long after. Mira finally got to hold her sister, the little human she's been kissing through my stomach for the last 9 months. I think she was in shock and wasn't fully processing the fact that this was her sister. It wasn't until she came back to visit the second day that she really started giving her kisses and talking to her.



The nurses and staff were all great. I love those few days being in the hospital; being taken care of, getting to order room service, and not having to care about anything but our baby. We started off the first day in one of the smallest rooms, and after moms started filtering out and with some complaining by us, we got moved to the biggest room (with a lake view) the next day. Yay!

My recovery this time around was faster. I was up and walking around without any help on day 3. Adam has been great, again, with helping getting up in the night with Thea, with helping me/waiting on me. I didn't have the baby blues much, maybe just the first week I would cry easily. Glad that's over and the hormones are back to normal.

Thea nurses every 2 hours pretty consistently. I'm producing well and even have about 65-70 ounces of breastmilk already stored. Thea sleeps well in her little rock n play. She sleeps for 3 hour stretches typically. We started off using the pack and play but would have trouble getting her back to sleep after her first feeding because she needed to burp like 6 times. Having her at a slight incline in the rock n play has helped and doesn't need to burp so much. My milk letdown is also less strong now than it was the first couple weeks, so that's probably helping too (swallowing less air).

The second baby is much easier because we've learned from the first time typically what each of her cries mean. With Mira we were left so lost and confused about why she was crying, only to figure it out a month later; oh it was gas because we weren't burping her enough.

We feel so lucky to have Thea. I have spent the last almost four weeks holding her 90% of the time. I don't typically set her down in any of the gear we have unless I absolutely need to (like make food for myself).


As for Mira, she has been hot and cold. She loves to help and she loves her sister. But sometimes loves a little too much. I do have to remind her to be gentle. She will just wind up and yell "but shes just so cute!". We've been really trying to make sure the adjustment from only child to sibling is going smoothly. Adam has taken her to the park, alone, a few times. I try to make sure she gets in on all the cuddles. We will go out for ice cream and continue to do our "normal" stuff. Now that I'm almost fully recovered, I can take her on little mommy and me dates too. 


We simply love our girls :)

Monday, April 2, 2018

Mira's 5th Birthday!

We celebrated Mira's birthday at the Children's Museum again. It's the perfect place to have family and friends (big and small) join us. She had an absolute blast and was sad it had to end. Thanks everyone who made it!















Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Pregnancy: Last Time vs This Time

Differences between last pregnancy with Mira vs this pregnancy



Last time: Buys all the pregnancy books, looks at "what to expect" app every day, knows approximate size of baby. I am 27 weeks, 2 days, 3 hours. Went 1.5 weeks past due, didn't mind at all.
This time: *wakes up in the morning* Oh yeah, LOL, I'm pregnant. Can't remember how far along I am anymore. Checks my app to find out. Oh. HOW am I going to last 6 more weeks?!

The village:
Last time: Gets thrown 3 showers, everything is purchased off of registry and more
This time: "You made a REGISTRY? That's greedy".

Doctor appointments:
Last time: I wish I could get more ultrasounds! Also I will take ANY blood and urine test possible!
This time: Umm, can we please skip any and all blood work? If I don't need another ultrasound, please don't sign me up for one.

Last time: Gets doc to prescribe most prestigious prenatals
This time: Finds generic prenatals at the grocery store on sale

Working out:
Last time: Got to the gym 2-3 times a week. Ran 10 minute miles until 9 months. Did lots of squats.
This time: Gets to gym maybe once a week. Can maybe slowly run ONE 13 minute mile. Mostly just walks. Lifts light weights.

Belly:
Last time: Belly was cute. Didn't start showing until 22 weeks. Didn't wear my first maternity top until 26 weeks, could "hide" pregnancy with the right clothing until 30 weeks.
This time: At 31 weeks strangers assume I am going to pop tomorrow. Had to start wearing maternity clothes at 14 weeks. Bought a new winter coat one size bigger, can't button a single button.

Both times: I am soooo excited to meet her and LOVE feeling all the kicks. The kicks are so intense I sometimes jump. She is JUST like Mira was.

One fun thing this time around is there's an older sister in the mix. Every night before bed Mira has to kiss my belly several times, same with in the morning when we are parting our ways to school/work. Sometimes she will randomly just get excited and say "baby!" and come over and hug my belly. She's so cute. It almost makes me forget all the times she told me my butt is "super fat".

Saturday, March 10, 2018

New baby item loves

I'm 33 weeks! Ordered some new stuff for baby #2. A lot of clothes and some other things will be handed down from Mira. I think I've only purchased 1 or 2 outfits for this one. Getting new baby stuff in the mail is too fun :) 

Spectra S2 Pump

 Comotomo Bottle + Haakaa pump

My Breast Friend nursing pillow + Milk Snob nursing cover/carseat cover

Large 4-layer Muslin blanket

Rock 'n' Play Sleeper - this will be super nice to just set right next to the couch those first couple weeks of maternity leave. 

This old fashion waffle knit blanket with silk edges - just like mine when I was little. And these adorable lavender newborn moccasins. 

Flannel burp cloths are the only kind of burp cloths I'll use. They don't get all gross and wet like other burp cloths. Some of these are from Mira, some are new. 
Just 3 of many swaddle blankets. I went swaddle happy this time. 
Monday, February 26, 2018

31 Weeks



Feeling: This was the week that the heartburn really started, as well as the uncomfortable-ness when sleeping. I'm getting too big to be able to easily move from one side to the other. And it takes me a little longer to get out of bed. Ugh, 9 more weeks of this?! I do workout about once a week - jogging on the treadmill, doing lunges/squats, and still the same arm workouts I've always done. I haven't had to decrease my weight for arms, but definitely have for legs!
Last time, though, was worse. I was taking priolsec (heartburn meds) starting around 28 weeks, so I should be thankful it's not as bad.
Measuring: Every doc appt I have been measuring spot on. No new stretch marks, but I've noticed my old ones have reared their ugly head again. And, yeah, I realize I didn't get stretchmarks until 34 weeks last time....so there's still time....
Just know I feel humongous.
Cravings: Nothing too particular. I've been getting back into cooking a lot the last couple months (after taking a small hiatus first trimester) and haven't had the desire to eat out/get take out at all. Just love to cook.
Mood: It's been really okay, I think! I don't know if this is me being pregnant or just me evolving as a person, but I have been having a no-bullshit attitude lately. Like telling the doctor she doesn't need to order any blood tests if I'm not at risk. Feels good to be an advocate for myself. And no, I'm not being stupid. Just sick of seeing medical bills for 10 different tests I know I didn't need. This might be TMI but an example - why did they have to run tests for things like chlamydia and syphilis? I get that a lot of things are standard procedure. But not only did I *not* consent to them, but really I've been with the same partner since forever and now I have to spend money on medical bills to prove it? My insurance doesn't cover that stuff, btw. So maybe, probably, my no-bullshit mood is stemming from that.
What's left? Not toooo much. Yeah we have already done this once, so we "should" have everything we need. But it's been 5 years. Not a huge amount of time, but enough to where a ton of new baby things have come out. So yeah, I've stocked up on a ton of cool new things (baby wraps, breast pumps, bassinet/baby nest/baby basket type things) that maybe aren't necessary but will definitely be an improvement. What's actually left is packing the hospital bag, figuring out how the baby is coming out (ACTUALLY THOUGH), touring the hospital (it's been completely remodeled since Mira was born! - I've seen a virtual tour and it looks amazing), deciding how the baby will sleep in our room (bassinet, dock-a-tot, pack 'n' play?), buying a rocking chair. Also need to purchase some other breastfeeding-related stuff like Lanolin, freezer storage bags, more nursing tanks, and a new breastfeeding pillow (the Boppy kind of sucked tbh).

Oh and I *could* start making freezer meals. Or maybe I'll just buy a bunch of pre-made freezer meals from Trader Joes.

Oh and we will have to install the infant carseat bases. But again, we have 9ish more weeks.
Things that I have done: Washed allll her clothes and blankets with the yummy smelling baby detergent, organized/hung up. Already got my new breastpump sent to me from insurance. Decided on her name. Picked out a take-home outfit. Booked newborn pictures with photographer. Have her spot held at daycare (this needed to be done basically when I found out I was pregnant, but we didn't notify them until I was 3 months pregnant and by then they couldn't get us in until August 13th. Adam's retired mom is going to "nanny" for us from sometime in the end of July until then).

Okay I think I'm mostly caught up. I meant to write/post this earlier but I am starting to get really tired in the evenings. And without a doubt always end up falling asleep on the couch. Yay third trimester!
Wednesday, February 21, 2018

The Stages of Winter from a Minnesotan's POV

Image result for minnesota snow


November - We act surprised when we have our first snow forecast. OMG! I'm just not ready for this! It's supposed to SNOW tomorrow you guys.....it does every year in November.

December - These flurries are so cute! I'm gonna build a snowman! I'm SO glad we live in a place where we can have a white Christmas. Nothing better than cozy-ing up to the fireplace under a blanket on a snowday. Awww, let's take some family pics outside, where the snow is sticking to the trees all cute-like! I'm gonna take a close up artsy picture of this snowflake and post it to instagram.

January - Back to back snowstorms happen. School is cancelled/delayed about once a week. But we still have to drive places because life. My car gets stuck driving up a hill. Only because the person driving in front of me did first. Thanks a lot. Now I have to reverse down this steep hill and find a different route. Except that other route won't work either. God, it sucks where we live. WHY DO WE LIVE HERE. But also a false sense of optimism washes over me… Like, this is probably getting close to the "end" of winter. Let's just suck it up a little longer. Summer is right around the corner

February - The January shenanigans continue. Back to back snowstorms. Negative temps. Extremely cold wind chills. The city plows are not responsive. Shoveling our cars out of parking spots are the new winter workout. If you're into a back-only workout, that is. I start to fill with rage. I cannot drive anywhere, I cannot walk anywhere, I cannot see anything. White is just the color of our lives at this point. It's too cold for kids to play outside, but driving them across town to spend time at the museum is also risking my life. WHY THE $*%& DO WE LIVE HERE.

March - Literal depression sets in. Isn't March 22nd officially "spring"? Why are we still getting snowstorms? Oh, how LUCKY, it's averaging 32 degrees this week. It's so LOVELY when all this snow starts to half-melt and mix with mud. And then freeze again into solid ice at night. I just love how my child's snowpants get covered in a slushy mud everyday while playing outside at school.

April - Okay. This might be it. Like we still have snow, but it seems like we aren't getting *too* much more. There's a few days where I don't need to wear a winter coat. Like an actual SPRING jacket can be worn. It's still a sloppy mess, though.

May - It's not warm-warm, but it's okay. Like we still have our heat on, but I can at least stand on the front steps and shake a rug without getting frostbite. There's still random piles of snow, if they're big enough they take a while to melt. But for the most part this is spring. It's finally over. Finally.

Oh wait, it's snowing… 
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