We're hitting those milestones, left and right. In a few weeks, Cullen turns five. F-I-V-E. I cannot believe it. Cullen is wonderful for so many reasons, he's happy-go-lucky, he's hilarious, he has the best laugh, but he lacks a little bit of discipline and focus. So, we signed him up for karate. The first class was rough, he spent the majority of the time falling on the floor; apparently, he already knows what karate is all about- hitting, he's seen it on Power Rangers. But the instructor had patience and made sure that he was focusing on the actual sport of karate and not just the action-shot highlights. He did a lot better during his second class, his focus and participation was much more refined.
Arden got signed up too. He's a natural athlete and needs to harness some of his athletic skills for screaming, "watch 'dis!" as he jumps off of any spot that he can find. Arden has taken on the role of the younger brother: you fall, I fall; you laugh, I laugh; you make fart noises, I make fart noises. Karate helps Arden harness some of his energy and also find constructive ways to show his talent, rather than just jumping from surface to surface.
And finally, the baby. She's getting teeth. Not going to lie, I thought for some reason that maybe she wasn't going to get any teeth, like they hadn't formed or something, so I was real happy when she started cutting the bottom two. And as luck would have it, girl likes to eat. She gets that from her Mama. We started off small, baby food and what not and we've now moved up to anything Gerber that doesn't require teeth or small pieces of anything that's soft; bread, cake, pie, you name, she's tryin' it.
It's a very exciting time for our family, we're all learning and growing together. The boys are becoming more athletically inclined old boys (Cullen yells at me when I say that he's a young man) and Jameslyn is chewing and once there's chewing there's talking and then there's everything else... And that's what I'm looking most forward too: the everything else.
Showing posts with label Jameslyn. Show all posts
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Thursday, October 16, 2014
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
Sissy's New Bling
Babies are cute. Girl babies with earrings are the cutest. Naturally, Sissy is the cutest girl baby with earrings. Ever. I didn't ask anyone for opinions beforehand because I realize that this debate can get a little heated, but the girl was a champ. Literally. I was so nervous for her; piercing hurts and I don't want my baby to hurt, but she cried for maybe 10 seconds and then she was over it. And I do mean over it. She hasn't pulled at her earrings or shown any signs that they bother her.
Doesn't my girl look so cute?
Doesn't my girl look so cute?
Friday, September 12, 2014
George, She's Pulling Herself Up!
There's this movie, maybe you've heard of it: Father of the Bride (Part 1). As I'm sure you can extrapolate from the title, the movie is set from the viewpoint of George Banks, Annie Banks' father. George recounts the fiasco that is Annie's wedding and all of the goings ons around it. As Annie returns from Rome, George's secretary announces over the loudspeaker at the sneaker factory that George owns, "George, she landed!"
That line has really stuck around with my sister and I. Every trip we take or important milestone, we exclaimed, "George, she landed!" Or "George, she sitting!" Or "George, she's crawling!" Well, "George, she's pulling herself up!" Can you believe that; pulling herself up and then standing?! This girl is something else.
I'm not sure exactly who she's going to be; maybe funny, maybe serious, maybe carefree or maybe by the book; but no matter who she turns into, she will be standing. Standing at 7 months, standing at her wedding... You get it, right? I'm being Mrs. Sentimental 2014; but for real, this is kind of a big thing. And being the good mother that I am, I had to document it all. So, here she is, George; standing!
That line has really stuck around with my sister and I. Every trip we take or important milestone, we exclaimed, "George, she landed!" Or "George, she sitting!" Or "George, she's crawling!" Well, "George, she's pulling herself up!" Can you believe that; pulling herself up and then standing?! This girl is something else.
I'm not sure exactly who she's going to be; maybe funny, maybe serious, maybe carefree or maybe by the book; but no matter who she turns into, she will be standing. Standing at 7 months, standing at her wedding... You get it, right? I'm being Mrs. Sentimental 2014; but for real, this is kind of a big thing. And being the good mother that I am, I had to document it all. So, here she is, George; standing!
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
...And I'm Back
It's kinda like the Backstreet Boys' Everybody, when they proclaimed Backstreet's back, alright! And I was like, wait... where did they go? Well that's what I did. An unannounced (clearly) hiatus for the summer and you know what, it felt kind of good. We had some lazy summer days and then some totally crazy, non-stop summer days.
There was lots of rollin' and sittin' and gigglin', courtesy of Jameslyn or else there would be no need to mention these things, since the rest of us have been doing them for years. We went to the beach and to a the boys started swimming in my Mother's pool for the first time; they're naturals.
Jim and I did some fancy-pants stuff like go to weddings and the Billy Joel concert, we had two (that's right count 'em up!) nights to ourselves this summer, both were glorious. And as I'm recapping it I'm starting to think, perhaps I didn't need that break after all... but then I realize that I'm typing this whole post like this:
Well whatever, I'm making my official return and it's gonna be fabulous. We've got some fun things coming up: a trip to my old stomping grounds, Jameslyn's first Halloween (spoiler alert, her cosutme's gonna be sweet!) and so much more. Until then, enjoy the highlights!
There was lots of rollin' and sittin' and gigglin', courtesy of Jameslyn or else there would be no need to mention these things, since the rest of us have been doing them for years. We went to the beach and to a the boys started swimming in my Mother's pool for the first time; they're naturals.
Jim and I did some fancy-pants stuff like go to weddings and the Billy Joel concert, we had two (that's right count 'em up!) nights to ourselves this summer, both were glorious. And as I'm recapping it I'm starting to think, perhaps I didn't need that break after all... but then I realize that I'm typing this whole post like this:
Well whatever, I'm making my official return and it's gonna be fabulous. We've got some fun things coming up: a trip to my old stomping grounds, Jameslyn's first Halloween (spoiler alert, her cosutme's gonna be sweet!) and so much more. Until then, enjoy the highlights!
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
Cheers To My Daughter
Girls; they are terrific. Don't get me wrong, boys aren't so bad either, but my little girl is just fantastic. Here's all of the things that she's good at: eating, sleeping, cooing, grabbing at things, rolling over, smiling, smiling, smiling... did I say smiling? If this girl's job was smiling, she'd be the best worker ever. If there was a competition for who could coo the cutest, she'd be the world champion.
When I was pregnant, someone asked me if I was scared to have a girl. Without hesitation, I was like, "Nope. I'm a girl, so I think I got this!" but of course, she meant something other than the literal having of a girl, she meant all the other ish that comes with having a girl. The years of parenting that will shape her into the woman that she will become. So, I ask myself, am I afraid of the years of parenting that will shape her into the woman that she will become? And the answer is still, "Nope!"
Here's the thing, I'm not afraid of raising my daughter and teaching her to value her self-worth and know who she is and what she stands for, I'm afraid of everyone else who thinks that they know her self-worth, what she is and what she stands for. Girls these days are under pressure to be something like Instagram-famous,-Youtube-viral,-Facebook-million-friend-having young ladies and that's not realistic or fair.
What I want for my daughter is pretty simple: to have a happy, healthy, well-balanced, meaningful life and so far, she's got the the happy and healthy covered. Honestly, she shines in a way that I've never seen; I damn near need sunglasses. Her smile is breathtaking and it gets me every time. She is the brightest spot in my days and I'm the luckiest to have her.
So, when people ask if I'm afraid to raise a girl, the answer will always be a variation of no, because that's not what this world needs. What the world needs is for mothers who celebrate their daughters and vice-versa, together, we are going to make a happier, healthier, well-balanced, meaningful world. Cheers to us!
When I was pregnant, someone asked me if I was scared to have a girl. Without hesitation, I was like, "Nope. I'm a girl, so I think I got this!" but of course, she meant something other than the literal having of a girl, she meant all the other ish that comes with having a girl. The years of parenting that will shape her into the woman that she will become. So, I ask myself, am I afraid of the years of parenting that will shape her into the woman that she will become? And the answer is still, "Nope!"
Here's the thing, I'm not afraid of raising my daughter and teaching her to value her self-worth and know who she is and what she stands for, I'm afraid of everyone else who thinks that they know her self-worth, what she is and what she stands for. Girls these days are under pressure to be something like Instagram-famous,-Youtube-viral,-Facebook-million-friend-having young ladies and that's not realistic or fair.
What I want for my daughter is pretty simple: to have a happy, healthy, well-balanced, meaningful life and so far, she's got the the happy and healthy covered. Honestly, she shines in a way that I've never seen; I damn near need sunglasses. Her smile is breathtaking and it gets me every time. She is the brightest spot in my days and I'm the luckiest to have her.
So, when people ask if I'm afraid to raise a girl, the answer will always be a variation of no, because that's not what this world needs. What the world needs is for mothers who celebrate their daughters and vice-versa, together, we are going to make a happier, healthier, well-balanced, meaningful world. Cheers to us!
Tuesday, June 3, 2014
I Wanna Hold Your Hand
In my family, we talk a lot about physical features. My sister's hands and feet are long and slender; we call them Grandma Edna fingers and toes. My hands are the opposite of hers and I affectionately call them my pirogi fingers. I have Grandma Midge fingers. She was a tiny Polish woman who was pretty fierce in the kitchen, hence the pirogi fingers. To be candid, my ring size is an 8, but I got them upsized so that when my fingers swell I wouldn't feel huge. (Have you ever seen when a woman's rings are strangling her fingers? Not attractive.) It's amazing how these features can define who you are, when I look at my hands I see a hard working woman who was a nurse in WWII and raised 5 girls.
My daughter's hands are beautiful. They're soft and chubby, kind of like mine. She's got a powerful grip, always letting me know that she's doing more than hanging on; she's taking my hand, holding it because she wants to. I wonder if she will have my features? If she will be a powerful woman? Powerful women are awesome, but don't confuse awesome with invincible. Even powerful women need support.
I want to hold my daughter's hand both literally and metaphorically. Her tiny hand in mine. One day, I know that she won't want to hold my hand and that her power will eclipse mine, I am fine with that... Until then, I'm going to give her my hand every single time she wants it. I'm going to pull her up and she's going to guide me through this mother-daughter-thing. So, what I'm trying to say is, look out!, cause here comes another powerful woman; pirogi fingers and all.
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
Wanted: A Baby Sister
Not too long after we told the boys that they were going to have a sibling, the gender talk started. My husband was firmly in the boy camp- thought it was a boy and wanted a boy. I, on the other hand, thought that it was a girl and said I wanted either a boy or a girl... but I won't lie now, I really wanted a girl. As most things went in our household at the time, I figured I would be outnumbered in the wish-upon-a-baby-boy-star, but surprisingly that wasn't the case; the boys really wanted a baby sister. Obviously, there's nothing that we could have done at that point to grant their wish, but they were the first two people I thought of when we learned it was a girl; her big brothers were going to be happy.
So far, they love having a sister and it probably has a lot to do with the fact that she's great. On the rare occasion that she cries for longer than 30 seconds, one of them comforts her by saying, "I'm here Sissy, don't cry." I realize that this kindness and concern may only last for another few years, and eventually they may become the cause of her tears, but for now I'm sincerely in love with their love for her. They are much more gentle with her than with anything else in the whole world. When they talk to her, they both use a soothing, higher pitched voice. They, above all else, show me that they love her and that's all that I've ever really wanted, love for my children.
This week, I've been nearly ready to put her in her crib. (I know, I know; that beautiful nursery that I'm so proud of hasn't gotten any real use...) We've been hanging out more in her room and she's spending little periods of time in her crib to grow accustomed to it, but when all is not well and Sissy is done with the crib, her brothers come rushing in and soothe her and tell her not to cry. And she stops and watches them and then everything is right in the world again.
So far, they love having a sister and it probably has a lot to do with the fact that she's great. On the rare occasion that she cries for longer than 30 seconds, one of them comforts her by saying, "I'm here Sissy, don't cry." I realize that this kindness and concern may only last for another few years, and eventually they may become the cause of her tears, but for now I'm sincerely in love with their love for her. They are much more gentle with her than with anything else in the whole world. When they talk to her, they both use a soothing, higher pitched voice. They, above all else, show me that they love her and that's all that I've ever really wanted, love for my children.
This week, I've been nearly ready to put her in her crib. (I know, I know; that beautiful nursery that I'm so proud of hasn't gotten any real use...) We've been hanging out more in her room and she's spending little periods of time in her crib to grow accustomed to it, but when all is not well and Sissy is done with the crib, her brothers come rushing in and soothe her and tell her not to cry. And she stops and watches them and then everything is right in the world again.
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Monday, May 19, 2014
A Little Break
Well, I've returned from an unintended mid-spring break. The time away was for a good reason, I was caught pretty off guard during a family tragedy that I will write about later and needed to take the time to spend with my family in order to be well again.
During the time away, nothing too much happened. The days went on and the kids grew up; I missed the blog... Is that weird to say? Probably, but this blog is that feeling I have at 2:00 am when something mom-genuis pops into my head. It's a guilty little thought when I see the kids doing something awesome that I want to scream and shout about! like Baby girl rolling over at 7 weeks. Most of all, it's a place where I've been as real as possible about a lot of things: motherhood, my marriage, my family, etc. and this newest chapter is something that I feel compelled to share.
Please be patient with me, I've got a lot of photos to share and little stories to tell. A kinda big announcement is coming your way by the end of the week, so stay tuned. Until then, here are some pictures from Mother's Day, please enjoy their simplistic beauty, which translates to a not taking a shower and snapping photos on the iPhone.
During the time away, nothing too much happened. The days went on and the kids grew up; I missed the blog... Is that weird to say? Probably, but this blog is that feeling I have at 2:00 am when something mom-genuis pops into my head. It's a guilty little thought when I see the kids doing something awesome that I want to scream and shout about! like Baby girl rolling over at 7 weeks. Most of all, it's a place where I've been as real as possible about a lot of things: motherhood, my marriage, my family, etc. and this newest chapter is something that I feel compelled to share.
Please be patient with me, I've got a lot of photos to share and little stories to tell. A kinda big announcement is coming your way by the end of the week, so stay tuned. Until then, here are some pictures from Mother's Day, please enjoy their simplistic beauty, which translates to a not taking a shower and snapping photos on the iPhone.
Thursday, March 6, 2014
A Pink and Green Nursery
Since we found out that we were having a girl, it was all sorts of pink and bows and girl stuff. I'm not "overly" girlie; however, I can hold my own when it comes to shopping for little girls. When we moved, we immediately knew that we wanted Jameslyn's room to be the closest one to us, walking the extra steps in the middle of the night is not fun! The room has two windows so it gets lots of natural light and was as plain as could be- white walls, white carpet, white closet doors.
I decided that I wanted to get a nice crib; read: expensive. I searched for weeks until I found one that I liked and that was on sale. Then I decided what bedding I wanted and the bonus was that it was on sale. The rest of the furniture items and decor touches (not many) were all purchased either on sale or on a budget. I haven't added up the total amount we spent on the nursery, but I will keep a total as I go along. I will also give links to websites and specific products as much as I can.
From day one, I had a pretty good idea of what I wanted, something beautiful, chic and vibrant. I Google image searched the heck out of "girl nursery," "baby girl nursery," "Pottery Barn nursery," "Pottery Barn baby girl nursery,"and found one image that I really liked:
The Pink and Green Pottery Barn Nursery
Here's the deal, I want the Pottery Barn nursery on an Ikea budget, so I used that as the inspiration and we went from there. Here's our little girl's room (please excuse the lighting):
Branch mobile- $0, I made this myself, sure did!
Pink shelving unit- $89.99, Ikea: EXPEDIT Shelving unit. Please note, this line of shelving is being discontinued April 1st! I know, anyone that is an Ikea fan is probably crying right now, these shelving units are a staple in our home (we have four) and the homes of millions, maybe even blillions, of people all around the world.
Baskets- $14.99/each, Ikea: BRANAS Basket.
Wooden rocking horse- $30, Michaels. I tried to find this on their website, but had no luck, whomp, whomp... We found this in the unfinished wood section and I plan on painting it some day, but I like the natural look, so I'm in no rush to do that. I'm estimating that we paid thirty bucks, but honestly it's been a while since we bought it, so I can't really remember.
Monogram Decal- $37, Vinyl Thingz (Etsy). No joke, we've gotten so many compliments on this decal, so it's definitely worth the money.
The crib- $399, This is all Pottery Barn, baby! The Kendall Crib I love, love, love this crib and the price, which I feel is competitive.
The chair- $199, This is the EKTORP JENNYLUND chair from Ikea and it's pretty amazing. It's featured in a lot of nursery pictures throughout the internet and I know why, it's reasonably priced, it's sturdy and the slip cover is... wait for it: WASHABLE! We have two little boys who really like chocolate and we've already washed and removed stains from the white chair cover. We love this chair; however, the seat is pretty narrow, so be skinny if you're going to buy this or it may not be very comfortable. I know that I feel like a giant when I'm sitting in it.
The dresser- $229 & some change, I found this dresser on sale on amazon.com during the holidays and I snapped it right up. It's a great dresser and notice that the lines match the crib almost perfectly. The matching dresser for the Pottery Barn crib is $569, so that's a significant savings and I love me some savings.
The pillow and pouf- $19.99 (pillow) and about $30 (pouf), I searched the Target website and I can only find the info for the pillow, which is real annoying, because the pouf is comfortable and great solution for an inexpensive ottoman. Another good feature of the poof is that it can be thrown all around the room by older brothers and isn't going to be destroyed or cause very much destruction.
The branch mobile is a total DIY and I really should've documented the steps to making it. Here is what you will need:
A branch
Paint samples (we legit did need the paint samples to figure out what color we wanted to paint her room, so we didn't just five-finger-discount them)
String
Glue
A circle punch like this one, which I didn't use so please either read up before you buy it or go to your local craft store
Ceiling fasteners
Here's how: I cut out circles and numbered them according to colors so that I could easily make double sided hanging pendants. I put a large dollop of glue on the back of four circles and then placed the string in the middle. I put the corresponding circles on top of the circle-glue-string "thing" and placed about 10lbs worth of books on top for a few minutes to make sure that the glue adhered to both sides. I repeated this until I was bored and then assembled everything. I know that it's not perfect and that it can never be hung over a crib or actually any surface where a baby might be, but I really like how it turned out and I'm hoping that one day Jameslyn will be happy to say that her Mama made it especially for her.
Monday, February 17, 2014
I Did It and So Can You
Like I mentioned the other day, one of the major reasons I didn't write about being pregnant was because I have Diabetes and all of my pregnancies have been considered high risk. I know that there is lots and lots of medical information about Diabetes and pregnancy out there, but to be honest, it's scary as shit. Most articles or websites are clearly written by members of the medical community and are all like, here fragile, pregnant woman, let's overwhelm you with statistics about terrible things that could happen, but don't despair, the we're here to tell you what to do at every. single. moment... until you leave the exam room and we're not with you and then you're on your own.
Well, let me tell you, I stopped reading any medical information very early on with my first pregnancy. Ultimately, I realized that I needed to be in complete control of my medical treatment since I am responsible for managing both my Diabetes and my pregnancy. What I realized is that my medical team is there to guide me through my journey, but as you either know, or will soon find out: I'm in charge up in here!
All of that being said: This post is my opinion and my experience ONLY! You should follow all medical advice and recommendations provided by your treatment team. My experience should NOT take the place of or be used in place of any medical treatment. Bottom line, listen to your doctor; I probably don't know you and every woman and pregnancy is different!
Here's my deets: I have Type 2 Diabetes. In case you're unaware, there are three types of Diabetes, here are my terribly over simplified definitions: Type 1, usually develops early and frequently people use and insulin pump to manage their sugars, Type 2, which usually develops later in life and Gestational, which is isolated to women who are pregnant. (For more details, do like everyone else does and Google it.) I was diagnosed with Type 2 about five years ago. While I am pregnant, I take injectible insulin and oral insulin; when I am not, I only take oral insulin.
The first few weeks of any pregnancy are scary for all women, or at least I think they are... right? (I don't want to generalize, but I'm pretty sure that most women feel this way.) There are lots of unknowns until you hear that heartbeat; suddenly, or at least for me, most of the worries melt away... but then I remember that I have Diabetes and that the beginning of the pregnancy is the easiest part of managing my sugars. As soon as I find out I'm pregnant, I call my Endocrinologist and schedule an emergency appointment. I'm typically seen that day and start injectible insulin within 24 hours. (To clarify, I am an "uncomplicated Diabetic," meaning that I have good control while on oral insulin, but good isn't good enough; while I'm pregnant, I want to have excellent control, hence starting the insulin right away.) I continue with my oral insulin as well. That's probably not that helpful, so here's what all of that means within the context of typical day:
I wake up test my urine for ketones, take my fasting sugar, give myself two different shots of insulin, take my oral insulin, eat breakfast, test my sugar two hours to the minute after the first bite of my breakfast, eat lunch, test my sugar two hours to the minute after the first bite of my lunch, eat a snack, test my sugar before dinner, give myself two different shots of insulin, take my oral insulin, test my sugar two hours to minute after the first bite of my dinner, eat a snack, give myself one shot of insulin, go to bed.
As my pregnancy continues, this regimen changes a little bit. I add more snacks and with my third pregnancy, there were more shots, but this is pretty much the blue print that I follow for 36 weeks. I go for blood work to determine my overall Diabetes management every 12 weeks. My Endocrinologist also tests me for a whole bunch of other Endocrinology related issues; for the record, I can't even bring myself to worry about whatever these things may be, so unless the levels come back outside of a normal range, I make it a point to not focus on these results. After the initial appointment, I meet with my Endocrinologist every 4-6 weeks, this schedule is dictated by my comfort level and need to see him.
Let's talk about the OBGYN, shall we? I have seen the same doctor for about 4 years, he delivered Arden and Jameslyn; Cullen was delivered by another doctor in the same practice whom I really like, but not as much as "My Guy" (that's what I call him behind his back). This pregnancy, the practice changed things up a little bit. With the boys, I had my first appointment at 9 weeks, with Jameslyn I saw "My Guy" at 5 weeks. With the boys, I had my first ultrasound at 11 weeks, with Jameslyn my first ultrasound happened at 6 weeks. I see "My Guy" on the regular, initially I go about every 3 weeks, eventually it's every 2 weeks and by 6 or 7 months I see him every week. He and I have grown pretty close over the last 4 years, sharing lots of stories about our families and I also update him on things that are going on that affect my pregnancy and well being. He listens patiently. He is proactive when necessary, he is confident in me and my abilities and talks frequently about how numbers are relevant but there's more to medicine than whats documented in the chart.
And finally there's the high risk OBGYN; I've gotta be honest, they are the least involved with my treatment, but the most "heavy handed" with their direction... wanna take a guess how that goes over with me? I start seeing them between 11 and 12 weeks. I then go every 4 weeks for ultrasounds to monitor the baby's development and growth. Around 22 weeks, I am seen by a Pediatric Cardiologist, who performs an EKG on the baby to determine what, if any effect the Diabetes has had on the baby's heart; thankfully, there has been no effect on any of my kids' hearts. Starting at 32 weeks, in addition to the growth ultrasounds, I start getting two non-stress tests every week. A non-stress test is where the baby's heart rate is monitored by straps that are put over my stomach. In a 20 minute period there have to be a certain number of accelerations in the heart rate, this indicates that the baby is healthy and not in distress. After the test is complete I get an ultrasound to measure the amniotic fluid around the baby. If the baby doesn't have enough accelerations in their heart rate, I then have to get a longer, more involved ultrasound where they look for specific movements and actions like fetal breathing and movement, etc. I hardly ever see any doctors from this practice, the ultrasounds are performed by ultrasound techs and the non-stress tests are performed by registered nurses; the doctors only "pop" in at the end of growth ultrasounds to warm me about various things and scare me. No, for real though. I remember at my 20 week ultrasound, I was all excited when I found out that I was having a little girl (hooray!), but that quickly ended when a Doctor, whom I met once 4 years ago came in to look at the ultrasound results. She made sure to scare the hell out of me by letting me know that there's always a possibility that my bladder and bowels will need to be cut open during my c-section. So, I think it's understandable that my reaction to the doctors in this practice is usually blank stares or a healthy dose of "my reality." Regarding the bladder and bowel concerns, I told the doctor straight up that if that happened, I'd deal with it at the moment, until then I wasn't going to worry about it, nor did I want her to talk about it... thanks, but no thanks.
So that's my Diabetes treatment in a really simplified version. Here's what I want everyone to understand, having Diabetes while you're pregnant is scary and can be overwhelming. Women with Diabetes need to be supported, not judged. Women need to hear that they're doing a good job and that even though their children may never understand the day-to-day work that their Mother's did, that those children will appreciate all of the time and effort that goes into maintaining healthy blood sugars. And while I'm going on about what is support, I'd like to discuss some Diabetes etiquette. Here are some fundamentals, which again represent my personal experience and opinion only:
Please be mindful of what you say. Statements or questions like, "I thought that you only got Diabetes if you were overweight?" (which is an actual statement that I overheard someone making) are rude and quite frankly ignorant. People get Diabetes for all types of reasons, which include: genetics, excess weight, medications that increase blood sugar levels, and some women get Gestational Diabetes have no underlying issues that would put them at greater risk... When statements like this are made, it makes me think that you are judging me for being overweight. Here's a tip, don't say things like this to anyone with Diabetes; you can think it all day long, but have some sort of a filter and don't say it.
My medical treatment is my business. I love it when people are supportive. Let me define support- care with restrained concern. This type of support is appreciated, but invasive questions are not. Here's what you can ask me, "how are you feeling?", "how's everything going?", "where did you get that totally awesome purse?" Here's what you cannot ask me, "what was your sugar? good or bad?", "what did you have for lunch?", "why are you eating that?" Here's what, none of these questions are your business, nor are they your concern. Diabetes is pretty misunderstood. Women need to be maintaining their blood sugars, not having swings in sugar, so frequent small meals are not only needed, but pretty healthy. My sugars are my business only. I'm solely responsible for what I put into my mouth and therefore, if you don't have the worry of maintaining my sugars, you also don't have the right to know what they are; if I need or want you to know, I will inform you. Also, this isn't my first time at the rodeo ladies and gentlemen, I'm the expert here, I don't need your opinion and unless you have a medical degree, I'm not listening to you.
"I could never do that!" "That sounds awful!" Oh really? Well tell me how you really feel. Here's the thing, I don't have a choice about testing my sugars and taking insulin; so if I don't have a choice and you don't have a different option for me, I really don't care what you think. When people make comments like this it makes me feel a little helpless and the last thing that I need to feel is any amount of helplessness. I get it, when people hear everything that I do on the daily, it can seem overwhelming, but here's what I'm not going to do: complain. I am able to get pregnant and I have had three healthy children, so I consider myself incredibly lucky and blessed beyond anything I could have ever imagined. There are plenty of women who would be willing to do what I am doing in order to have children, so the last thing that I'm going to feel bad for myself. However, I will not deny that it is a lot. There are times that I think, wow I just checked my blood sugar 1,260 times and gave myself 1,260 shots of insulin- give or take a hundred tests and shots; but never, ever, ever will I think I couldn't do it or that it was awful.
Doctors, listen up! I really like most of the doctors that I see; quite frankly if I have to see them 50+ times in 36 weeks, I'm not going to see someone I don't like. Here's what's incredibly frustrating: three doctors telling me three different things. Here's an actual scenario: the Endocrinologist recommends staying on oral insulin the entire pregnancy, he told me that he would put his wife on it if she were in my position- I trust him, so I'm fine with this. The OBGYN has no opinion about this medication, Diabetes management is up to the Endocrinologist. At my first consultation with the High Risk OBGYN, they let me know that they don't approve of oral insulin while women are pregnant, because of the class of drug that it is in. Well thanks everyone, you're almost no help. Here's what I did, I went with my instinct and continued with the oral insulin. I thanked everyone for their opinions and let them know that I was going to do what I was comfortable with; I also let the High Risk OBGYN know that I didn't take oral insulin with one of my children and I did take it with the other one and that they're both handfuls at times, but I can't point to either one of them and say, "Oh that's my oral insulin kid that's actin' a fool." Also, since I'm 12 weeks along, isn't a little late to be letting me know that this isn't something you'd recommend? And sometimes I get mixed messages from people within the same practice, one doctor says it's safe to breastfeed while on oral insulin, another says it's not. Over the last 4 years, I've come to realize that it can be incredibly scary, but also empowering when you are willing to take a lead role in your medical treatment; after all, you know your body and baby the best.
I've wanted to do this post for a long time. I wanted to let everyone know what it's really like to have Diabetes while being pregnant. It's a long, hard 36 weeks and at times I'm not very nice, in my defense, it's most often because I'm feeling overwhelmed, but I don't want anyone to know about it. I don't want to be a "whiny" pregnant lady, who is emotional and weak. If there's one thing I never want people to think is that I can't handle it. Considering every, I think that my "not nice moments" are few and far between, but I'm not sure that Jim would agree...
If you are reading this and you have Diabetes and are pregnant, trust me, you will be fine. I am here to tell you that I've done it before and that you shouldn't worry about everything that you read- in fact, I would recommend that you not read very much. There are some things that you can control, for example what you eat; this has a direct impact on your sugars and I recommend being very aware and conscious of what you're putting into your body and how it reacts. For example, I may be able to have an ice cream bar and not have an elevated fasting sugar, whereas you may have an ice cream bar and 12 hours later, you're reading a number that's way off the charts for you; everyone is different. I believe in being informed and educated so that you can take part in your medical treatment, that's what I've tried to do with all of my pregnancies and what I feel has worked the best for me. I also recommend that you find doctors with whom you're comfortable; you're going to need to trust them with your life and your baby's life, so if your team isn't working out, find a new one. Most of all, relax and enjoy yourself, it's hard work, but in the end you will have this amazing little person who will make all 2,500+ finger sticks and shots worth it.
Well, let me tell you, I stopped reading any medical information very early on with my first pregnancy. Ultimately, I realized that I needed to be in complete control of my medical treatment since I am responsible for managing both my Diabetes and my pregnancy. What I realized is that my medical team is there to guide me through my journey, but as you either know, or will soon find out: I'm in charge up in here!
All of that being said: This post is my opinion and my experience ONLY! You should follow all medical advice and recommendations provided by your treatment team. My experience should NOT take the place of or be used in place of any medical treatment. Bottom line, listen to your doctor; I probably don't know you and every woman and pregnancy is different!
Here's my deets: I have Type 2 Diabetes. In case you're unaware, there are three types of Diabetes, here are my terribly over simplified definitions: Type 1, usually develops early and frequently people use and insulin pump to manage their sugars, Type 2, which usually develops later in life and Gestational, which is isolated to women who are pregnant. (For more details, do like everyone else does and Google it.) I was diagnosed with Type 2 about five years ago. While I am pregnant, I take injectible insulin and oral insulin; when I am not, I only take oral insulin.
The first few weeks of any pregnancy are scary for all women, or at least I think they are... right? (I don't want to generalize, but I'm pretty sure that most women feel this way.) There are lots of unknowns until you hear that heartbeat; suddenly, or at least for me, most of the worries melt away... but then I remember that I have Diabetes and that the beginning of the pregnancy is the easiest part of managing my sugars. As soon as I find out I'm pregnant, I call my Endocrinologist and schedule an emergency appointment. I'm typically seen that day and start injectible insulin within 24 hours. (To clarify, I am an "uncomplicated Diabetic," meaning that I have good control while on oral insulin, but good isn't good enough; while I'm pregnant, I want to have excellent control, hence starting the insulin right away.) I continue with my oral insulin as well. That's probably not that helpful, so here's what all of that means within the context of typical day:
I wake up test my urine for ketones, take my fasting sugar, give myself two different shots of insulin, take my oral insulin, eat breakfast, test my sugar two hours to the minute after the first bite of my breakfast, eat lunch, test my sugar two hours to the minute after the first bite of my lunch, eat a snack, test my sugar before dinner, give myself two different shots of insulin, take my oral insulin, test my sugar two hours to minute after the first bite of my dinner, eat a snack, give myself one shot of insulin, go to bed.
As my pregnancy continues, this regimen changes a little bit. I add more snacks and with my third pregnancy, there were more shots, but this is pretty much the blue print that I follow for 36 weeks. I go for blood work to determine my overall Diabetes management every 12 weeks. My Endocrinologist also tests me for a whole bunch of other Endocrinology related issues; for the record, I can't even bring myself to worry about whatever these things may be, so unless the levels come back outside of a normal range, I make it a point to not focus on these results. After the initial appointment, I meet with my Endocrinologist every 4-6 weeks, this schedule is dictated by my comfort level and need to see him.
Let's talk about the OBGYN, shall we? I have seen the same doctor for about 4 years, he delivered Arden and Jameslyn; Cullen was delivered by another doctor in the same practice whom I really like, but not as much as "My Guy" (that's what I call him behind his back). This pregnancy, the practice changed things up a little bit. With the boys, I had my first appointment at 9 weeks, with Jameslyn I saw "My Guy" at 5 weeks. With the boys, I had my first ultrasound at 11 weeks, with Jameslyn my first ultrasound happened at 6 weeks. I see "My Guy" on the regular, initially I go about every 3 weeks, eventually it's every 2 weeks and by 6 or 7 months I see him every week. He and I have grown pretty close over the last 4 years, sharing lots of stories about our families and I also update him on things that are going on that affect my pregnancy and well being. He listens patiently. He is proactive when necessary, he is confident in me and my abilities and talks frequently about how numbers are relevant but there's more to medicine than whats documented in the chart.
And finally there's the high risk OBGYN; I've gotta be honest, they are the least involved with my treatment, but the most "heavy handed" with their direction... wanna take a guess how that goes over with me? I start seeing them between 11 and 12 weeks. I then go every 4 weeks for ultrasounds to monitor the baby's development and growth. Around 22 weeks, I am seen by a Pediatric Cardiologist, who performs an EKG on the baby to determine what, if any effect the Diabetes has had on the baby's heart; thankfully, there has been no effect on any of my kids' hearts. Starting at 32 weeks, in addition to the growth ultrasounds, I start getting two non-stress tests every week. A non-stress test is where the baby's heart rate is monitored by straps that are put over my stomach. In a 20 minute period there have to be a certain number of accelerations in the heart rate, this indicates that the baby is healthy and not in distress. After the test is complete I get an ultrasound to measure the amniotic fluid around the baby. If the baby doesn't have enough accelerations in their heart rate, I then have to get a longer, more involved ultrasound where they look for specific movements and actions like fetal breathing and movement, etc. I hardly ever see any doctors from this practice, the ultrasounds are performed by ultrasound techs and the non-stress tests are performed by registered nurses; the doctors only "pop" in at the end of growth ultrasounds to warm me about various things and scare me. No, for real though. I remember at my 20 week ultrasound, I was all excited when I found out that I was having a little girl (hooray!), but that quickly ended when a Doctor, whom I met once 4 years ago came in to look at the ultrasound results. She made sure to scare the hell out of me by letting me know that there's always a possibility that my bladder and bowels will need to be cut open during my c-section. So, I think it's understandable that my reaction to the doctors in this practice is usually blank stares or a healthy dose of "my reality." Regarding the bladder and bowel concerns, I told the doctor straight up that if that happened, I'd deal with it at the moment, until then I wasn't going to worry about it, nor did I want her to talk about it... thanks, but no thanks.
So that's my Diabetes treatment in a really simplified version. Here's what I want everyone to understand, having Diabetes while you're pregnant is scary and can be overwhelming. Women with Diabetes need to be supported, not judged. Women need to hear that they're doing a good job and that even though their children may never understand the day-to-day work that their Mother's did, that those children will appreciate all of the time and effort that goes into maintaining healthy blood sugars. And while I'm going on about what is support, I'd like to discuss some Diabetes etiquette. Here are some fundamentals, which again represent my personal experience and opinion only:
Please be mindful of what you say. Statements or questions like, "I thought that you only got Diabetes if you were overweight?" (which is an actual statement that I overheard someone making) are rude and quite frankly ignorant. People get Diabetes for all types of reasons, which include: genetics, excess weight, medications that increase blood sugar levels, and some women get Gestational Diabetes have no underlying issues that would put them at greater risk... When statements like this are made, it makes me think that you are judging me for being overweight. Here's a tip, don't say things like this to anyone with Diabetes; you can think it all day long, but have some sort of a filter and don't say it.
My medical treatment is my business. I love it when people are supportive. Let me define support- care with restrained concern. This type of support is appreciated, but invasive questions are not. Here's what you can ask me, "how are you feeling?", "how's everything going?", "where did you get that totally awesome purse?" Here's what you cannot ask me, "what was your sugar? good or bad?", "what did you have for lunch?", "why are you eating that?" Here's what, none of these questions are your business, nor are they your concern. Diabetes is pretty misunderstood. Women need to be maintaining their blood sugars, not having swings in sugar, so frequent small meals are not only needed, but pretty healthy. My sugars are my business only. I'm solely responsible for what I put into my mouth and therefore, if you don't have the worry of maintaining my sugars, you also don't have the right to know what they are; if I need or want you to know, I will inform you. Also, this isn't my first time at the rodeo ladies and gentlemen, I'm the expert here, I don't need your opinion and unless you have a medical degree, I'm not listening to you.
"I could never do that!" "That sounds awful!" Oh really? Well tell me how you really feel. Here's the thing, I don't have a choice about testing my sugars and taking insulin; so if I don't have a choice and you don't have a different option for me, I really don't care what you think. When people make comments like this it makes me feel a little helpless and the last thing that I need to feel is any amount of helplessness. I get it, when people hear everything that I do on the daily, it can seem overwhelming, but here's what I'm not going to do: complain. I am able to get pregnant and I have had three healthy children, so I consider myself incredibly lucky and blessed beyond anything I could have ever imagined. There are plenty of women who would be willing to do what I am doing in order to have children, so the last thing that I'm going to feel bad for myself. However, I will not deny that it is a lot. There are times that I think, wow I just checked my blood sugar 1,260 times and gave myself 1,260 shots of insulin- give or take a hundred tests and shots; but never, ever, ever will I think I couldn't do it or that it was awful.
Doctors, listen up! I really like most of the doctors that I see; quite frankly if I have to see them 50+ times in 36 weeks, I'm not going to see someone I don't like. Here's what's incredibly frustrating: three doctors telling me three different things. Here's an actual scenario: the Endocrinologist recommends staying on oral insulin the entire pregnancy, he told me that he would put his wife on it if she were in my position- I trust him, so I'm fine with this. The OBGYN has no opinion about this medication, Diabetes management is up to the Endocrinologist. At my first consultation with the High Risk OBGYN, they let me know that they don't approve of oral insulin while women are pregnant, because of the class of drug that it is in. Well thanks everyone, you're almost no help. Here's what I did, I went with my instinct and continued with the oral insulin. I thanked everyone for their opinions and let them know that I was going to do what I was comfortable with; I also let the High Risk OBGYN know that I didn't take oral insulin with one of my children and I did take it with the other one and that they're both handfuls at times, but I can't point to either one of them and say, "Oh that's my oral insulin kid that's actin' a fool." Also, since I'm 12 weeks along, isn't a little late to be letting me know that this isn't something you'd recommend? And sometimes I get mixed messages from people within the same practice, one doctor says it's safe to breastfeed while on oral insulin, another says it's not. Over the last 4 years, I've come to realize that it can be incredibly scary, but also empowering when you are willing to take a lead role in your medical treatment; after all, you know your body and baby the best.
I've wanted to do this post for a long time. I wanted to let everyone know what it's really like to have Diabetes while being pregnant. It's a long, hard 36 weeks and at times I'm not very nice, in my defense, it's most often because I'm feeling overwhelmed, but I don't want anyone to know about it. I don't want to be a "whiny" pregnant lady, who is emotional and weak. If there's one thing I never want people to think is that I can't handle it. Considering every, I think that my "not nice moments" are few and far between, but I'm not sure that Jim would agree...
If you are reading this and you have Diabetes and are pregnant, trust me, you will be fine. I am here to tell you that I've done it before and that you shouldn't worry about everything that you read- in fact, I would recommend that you not read very much. There are some things that you can control, for example what you eat; this has a direct impact on your sugars and I recommend being very aware and conscious of what you're putting into your body and how it reacts. For example, I may be able to have an ice cream bar and not have an elevated fasting sugar, whereas you may have an ice cream bar and 12 hours later, you're reading a number that's way off the charts for you; everyone is different. I believe in being informed and educated so that you can take part in your medical treatment, that's what I've tried to do with all of my pregnancies and what I feel has worked the best for me. I also recommend that you find doctors with whom you're comfortable; you're going to need to trust them with your life and your baby's life, so if your team isn't working out, find a new one. Most of all, relax and enjoy yourself, it's hard work, but in the end you will have this amazing little person who will make all 2,500+ finger sticks and shots worth it.
Thursday, February 13, 2014
She's Here And Right On Schedule
Jim and I knew after we had Arden that we wanted more kids; yes, plural. When I found out last June that I was pregnant, I was delighted-ecstatic-over-the-moon-thrilled-beyond-all-belief-happ-happ-happiest-girl-ever! (Is it weird that even after three kids, I still refer to myself as a girl; pretty sure I should be calling myself a woman or mother by now, right?)
For everyone's entertainment, I will now fake interview myself with all of your burning questions about what's been going on with me and sweet baby J:
Were you trying for a girl? Uhm, no. I get asked that question a lot. Like a lot, a lot. To be honest, I really don't understand the premise of "trying for" one gender or the other. I actually thought that I'd most likely have all boys; from what I've read, after you have a boy, it's statistically more likely that you will have a second one and so on.
How much weight did you gain? 60 lbees (I wrote that all cute so that it stings less). Honestly, I'm not even sure why I gained so much weight. With both of the boys, I gained 40 lbs, to-the-pound. But with sweet baby J, I just couldn't believe how high and fast the scale crept up. Now, the hard work starts. I'm giving myself a few weeks to fully recover before I attempt to get back in shape; realistically though, it's gonna be a while. It took me two years to lose all of the weight from Arden, so I'm thinking that if this 60 drops in 6-9 months that would be absolutely reasonable.
How do you feel? I felt great pretty much the entire pregnancy. I never have had morning sickness or some of the other more difficult pregnancy day to days. I did reinjure my back when I was five months pregnant. I immediately called my acupuncturist and started treatments. After two weeks I was almost completely without pain. If you have any kind of back issue, I highly recommend that you research acupuncture and then make an informed decision about getting treatment.
You had a c-section, right? Yes, yes I did. I've had someone tell me that c-section deliveries are a piece-oh-cake; that I just lay there and that the doctor does all the hard work. Obviously, this person is partially kidding... I think and we are family, so I can tell them to, "shut the hell up!" but c-sections are rough, especially if it's your first one. The actual procedure is pretty much ok; listening to people having conversations while they are performing surgery on you is a little surreal, but if you have complete confidence in your doctor, then it's not that bad. I happen to love my doctor. He's funny and charming and old school and listens to me; it's kinda like eharmony matched us up for completely (and clearly) non-romantic reasons. Were a good team, Bill and I; I silently freak out and he distracts me with other stories and information that is both reassuring and completely irrelevant. Here are a few things that I forgot about the c-section recovery that I had forgotten, but have come back to me like whoa:
The following things are going to hurt... A LOT: sneezing, laughing, throwing up, coughing and blowing your nose; I've done all of these over the last several days and my advice would be to just "man up" and do it and get it over with.
Recovering after the third one is easier than the second is easier than the first.
Don't believe what they tell you; taking the bandage off of the incision hurts more than a bandaid.
And the catheter, that hurts like a bitch too.
All I can say is, manage your pain well, Ladies; manage it well.
Why not update everyone on the blog? I purposely chose not to say anything. Of course my friends and family were aware; however, I'm just not brave enough to put that type of personal journey out there- yet. I have Type 2 Diabetes, which makes me High Risk, because of this, I have to take injectible insulin several times a day, test my blood sugars several times a day all while being monitored by an Endocronologist, my regular OBGYN and a High Risk OBGYN. I plan to expand more on the particulars of my pregnancy and my experience with Diabetes; I think it would be helpful for people to know what it's really like; hard, but completely worth it. For these reasons, I chose not to say anything, but rather share the good news of her birth and do some retrospective posts.
Is she a good baby? I don't want to brag, but yeah, she is a wonderful baby.
Cullen asked me this frequently, "Why is your hair black and blonde?" When I asked my doctor, whom I love, about dying my hair while I was pregnant, he didn't totally give me the green light. I obviously know that there is very little risk associated with dying your hair while you're pregnant, but since he made a valid point- studies about pregnant women who dye their hair don't exist, so there's no way of knowing how safe it is, and my contention that "celebrities do it all the time" didn't really convince him to change his opinion, I decided to wait until after she was born to get my hair dyed, in fact, Mama is going tonight to get her hair done; Mama needs to look nice for Valentine's Day.
Is this your first baby? Do other people get this question a lot? Frequently, because that's how often I go to the doctor's, people who were unfamiliar with me would ask me if this was my first child. I would politely say, "no," and leave it at that, but almost always they would then reply, "second?" I'm partially flattered, do I look so young as to just be having my first child? But I'm also curious to know why it's automatically assumed that you're having your first.
Jameslyn? Jim and I started talking about names the night we found out I was pregnant; for me, this is one of the best parts of the pregnancy, for Jim it's a lesson in patience with me. One day we have a name, the next day the name is crap. Ultimately, he is very open to all suggestions and usually willing to go along with what I want, which is great, because I think that all of the names I've picked are awesome. Jameslyn's name was created from Jim's real name, James and my real name Madalyn. Originally, we were going to name her Jamesleigh, but my Dad suggested Jameslyn and we liked that name much better. Now we just need to come up with a cute little nickname.
Looking forward to sharing more information about High Risk Pregnancy, stay tuned.
For everyone's entertainment, I will now fake interview myself with all of your burning questions about what's been going on with me and sweet baby J:
Were you trying for a girl? Uhm, no. I get asked that question a lot. Like a lot, a lot. To be honest, I really don't understand the premise of "trying for" one gender or the other. I actually thought that I'd most likely have all boys; from what I've read, after you have a boy, it's statistically more likely that you will have a second one and so on.
How much weight did you gain? 60 lbees (I wrote that all cute so that it stings less). Honestly, I'm not even sure why I gained so much weight. With both of the boys, I gained 40 lbs, to-the-pound. But with sweet baby J, I just couldn't believe how high and fast the scale crept up. Now, the hard work starts. I'm giving myself a few weeks to fully recover before I attempt to get back in shape; realistically though, it's gonna be a while. It took me two years to lose all of the weight from Arden, so I'm thinking that if this 60 drops in 6-9 months that would be absolutely reasonable.
How do you feel? I felt great pretty much the entire pregnancy. I never have had morning sickness or some of the other more difficult pregnancy day to days. I did reinjure my back when I was five months pregnant. I immediately called my acupuncturist and started treatments. After two weeks I was almost completely without pain. If you have any kind of back issue, I highly recommend that you research acupuncture and then make an informed decision about getting treatment.
You had a c-section, right? Yes, yes I did. I've had someone tell me that c-section deliveries are a piece-oh-cake; that I just lay there and that the doctor does all the hard work. Obviously, this person is partially kidding... I think and we are family, so I can tell them to, "shut the hell up!" but c-sections are rough, especially if it's your first one. The actual procedure is pretty much ok; listening to people having conversations while they are performing surgery on you is a little surreal, but if you have complete confidence in your doctor, then it's not that bad. I happen to love my doctor. He's funny and charming and old school and listens to me; it's kinda like eharmony matched us up for completely (and clearly) non-romantic reasons. Were a good team, Bill and I; I silently freak out and he distracts me with other stories and information that is both reassuring and completely irrelevant. Here are a few things that I forgot about the c-section recovery that I had forgotten, but have come back to me like whoa:
The following things are going to hurt... A LOT: sneezing, laughing, throwing up, coughing and blowing your nose; I've done all of these over the last several days and my advice would be to just "man up" and do it and get it over with.
Recovering after the third one is easier than the second is easier than the first.
Don't believe what they tell you; taking the bandage off of the incision hurts more than a bandaid.
And the catheter, that hurts like a bitch too.
All I can say is, manage your pain well, Ladies; manage it well.
Why not update everyone on the blog? I purposely chose not to say anything. Of course my friends and family were aware; however, I'm just not brave enough to put that type of personal journey out there- yet. I have Type 2 Diabetes, which makes me High Risk, because of this, I have to take injectible insulin several times a day, test my blood sugars several times a day all while being monitored by an Endocronologist, my regular OBGYN and a High Risk OBGYN. I plan to expand more on the particulars of my pregnancy and my experience with Diabetes; I think it would be helpful for people to know what it's really like; hard, but completely worth it. For these reasons, I chose not to say anything, but rather share the good news of her birth and do some retrospective posts.
Is she a good baby? I don't want to brag, but yeah, she is a wonderful baby.
Cullen asked me this frequently, "Why is your hair black and blonde?" When I asked my doctor, whom I love, about dying my hair while I was pregnant, he didn't totally give me the green light. I obviously know that there is very little risk associated with dying your hair while you're pregnant, but since he made a valid point- studies about pregnant women who dye their hair don't exist, so there's no way of knowing how safe it is, and my contention that "celebrities do it all the time" didn't really convince him to change his opinion, I decided to wait until after she was born to get my hair dyed, in fact, Mama is going tonight to get her hair done; Mama needs to look nice for Valentine's Day.
Is this your first baby? Do other people get this question a lot? Frequently, because that's how often I go to the doctor's, people who were unfamiliar with me would ask me if this was my first child. I would politely say, "no," and leave it at that, but almost always they would then reply, "second?" I'm partially flattered, do I look so young as to just be having my first child? But I'm also curious to know why it's automatically assumed that you're having your first.
Jameslyn? Jim and I started talking about names the night we found out I was pregnant; for me, this is one of the best parts of the pregnancy, for Jim it's a lesson in patience with me. One day we have a name, the next day the name is crap. Ultimately, he is very open to all suggestions and usually willing to go along with what I want, which is great, because I think that all of the names I've picked are awesome. Jameslyn's name was created from Jim's real name, James and my real name Madalyn. Originally, we were going to name her Jamesleigh, but my Dad suggested Jameslyn and we liked that name much better. Now we just need to come up with a cute little nickname.
Looking forward to sharing more information about High Risk Pregnancy, stay tuned.
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
J is for Jameslyn
For those of you who have noticed that I've been gone for a few weeks now, I am happy to announce that it was for a very, very good reason; I had a baby. A baby girl to be exact. Jameslyn (more on the name to come) joined us about a week ago and has been such a wonderful addition to our family. I can't wait to share more details of the last nine months and her first days.
Until then, here's our baby girl.
Until then, here's our baby girl.
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