Bed rest...almost
Current mood: blah
Last week I ended up back in the hospital overnight. At one point, I was having a contraction every 6-8 minutes. Thankfully, no other changes "down below" were occuring, but it was stressful to say the least. They decreased during the night and I was able to return home in the morning. I saw my doctor again later that day in her office and she gave me the news I have been dreading..."I want you to be as close to total bedrest as you can possibly manage." Ugh.
I'm not saying I've done a great job this week, but I sure felt like a lazy bum. And if you ask my husband, I'm sure he'll tell you he has been doing EVERYTHING. So I was surprised on Saturday when I woke up from a nap having contractions...eleven within an hour! A warm shower, a big glass of water, and some more rest decreased them and I managed to stay out of the hospital that time.
I am 28 weeks this week. Every week feels like a milestone at this point. Thankfully baby boy doesn't seem affected by all the craziness my body instills, but I can't help but think at some point, all these contractions will start to take a toll on either him or "down below" and labor will REALLY begin.
In the meantime, I am trying VERY hard to accept help from others, something I am not good at in any way, shape, or form. I'm accepting help so that my husband can survive this. He is working every day and then coming home taking care of K and I, then doing housework and everything else. Thank God for him is all I have to say. And Thank God for family and friends willing to help...ahem, excuse me, willing to INSIST on helping, even when I am reluctant.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
The beauty of two
The beauty of two
Current mood: impressed
While the age of two is definitely frustrating and leaves me scratching my head most of the time, it is also filled with extraordinary insights into K's world.
Did you know that a Little People horse harness, cookie cutter, and a plastic fence could be worn as bracelets? My daughter knows this. Did you know that a spoon could be a vacuum cleaner and that a child size vacuum cleaner could be fed, danced with, read to, and put down for "night night"? My daughter also knows these things.
She is so uninhibited in her play. She isn't tied down to the confines of "the right way" to do anything. She could care less who is around, what they think, or why they think it. I admire her perspective and most of all her imagination. My brain tells me that sooner than I will like, she will be begging for $100 dresses to be worn one time, insisting on hairstyles she sees in magazines, and refusing to eat certain foods because they are "not cool".
Until that time comes, I am going to keep on enjoying the peaceful world she creates around me (peaceful in the soulful sense, NOT the volume sense obviously!). I'm going to get on the floor and pretend to feed a crayon, put the puzzle pieces in the doll house, and be thrilled by opening and closing the dryer door..just as my two year old little girl does.
Current mood: impressed
While the age of two is definitely frustrating and leaves me scratching my head most of the time, it is also filled with extraordinary insights into K's world.
Did you know that a Little People horse harness, cookie cutter, and a plastic fence could be worn as bracelets? My daughter knows this. Did you know that a spoon could be a vacuum cleaner and that a child size vacuum cleaner could be fed, danced with, read to, and put down for "night night"? My daughter also knows these things.
She is so uninhibited in her play. She isn't tied down to the confines of "the right way" to do anything. She could care less who is around, what they think, or why they think it. I admire her perspective and most of all her imagination. My brain tells me that sooner than I will like, she will be begging for $100 dresses to be worn one time, insisting on hairstyles she sees in magazines, and refusing to eat certain foods because they are "not cool".
Until that time comes, I am going to keep on enjoying the peaceful world she creates around me (peaceful in the soulful sense, NOT the volume sense obviously!). I'm going to get on the floor and pretend to feed a crayon, put the puzzle pieces in the doll house, and be thrilled by opening and closing the dryer door..just as my two year old little girl does.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
The insanity of two
My daughter is turning two in a few weeks and I have to say, this is a difficult stage for ME. I say that because a breakdown occurred at our house a few hours ago that included crying, blubbering, and high pitch, unrecognizable gibberish.... and it all came from ME.
K is in that developmental struggle between being a big girl vs. a baby. She has a strong will (to say the least) and is definitely in a phase of testing limits. While I knew two would be a difficult age for her, no one ever told me how it would impact ME. I didn't know I could so easily be reduced to tears of frustration and feelings of failure. I didn't know that as she struggled developmentally, I'd struggle even more by questioning every decision I make on a daily basis, as well as question my maternal instict and general knowledge base.
Sometimes I feel like the worst mother in the world. While I know I cannot take credit for her vivid imagination, her sweetness, or her accomplishments, why is it that I take the blame for the misbehavior, frustration, and moodiness that is "two"? It is every mother's delimma I suspect. At least, I hope. I hope this is normal. I hope I can keep trying to be the best mommy I can, and allow my brain to take over when my heart breaks during these emotionally charged times. My baby girl is growing up and while my brain tells me her struggle is normal, it is hard not to take some of her struggles personally.
K is in that developmental struggle between being a big girl vs. a baby. She has a strong will (to say the least) and is definitely in a phase of testing limits. While I knew two would be a difficult age for her, no one ever told me how it would impact ME. I didn't know I could so easily be reduced to tears of frustration and feelings of failure. I didn't know that as she struggled developmentally, I'd struggle even more by questioning every decision I make on a daily basis, as well as question my maternal instict and general knowledge base.
Sometimes I feel like the worst mother in the world. While I know I cannot take credit for her vivid imagination, her sweetness, or her accomplishments, why is it that I take the blame for the misbehavior, frustration, and moodiness that is "two"? It is every mother's delimma I suspect. At least, I hope. I hope this is normal. I hope I can keep trying to be the best mommy I can, and allow my brain to take over when my heart breaks during these emotionally charged times. My baby girl is growing up and while my brain tells me her struggle is normal, it is hard not to take some of her struggles personally.
Monday, July 2, 2007
Strawberries for sale
Current mood: amused
I was at the grocery store yesterday morning and noticed an interesting phenomenon. Above a large display of strawberries (in 2 pound containers) was posted: 2lbs / $4.00 Great! I LOVE LOVE LOVE strawberries thanks to this little kicking boy growing inside me, so was happy to find them!
Now next to the large two pound containers of strawberries, was a large display of one pound containers of strawberries. The sign posted above them read 1 lb/$3.50 or 2 / $5.00
Are there people who really buy the two 1 pound containers for $5.00? If so, who are they?
I was at the grocery store yesterday morning and noticed an interesting phenomenon. Above a large display of strawberries (in 2 pound containers) was posted: 2lbs / $4.00 Great! I LOVE LOVE LOVE strawberries thanks to this little kicking boy growing inside me, so was happy to find them!
Now next to the large two pound containers of strawberries, was a large display of one pound containers of strawberries. The sign posted above them read 1 lb/$3.50 or 2 / $5.00
Are there people who really buy the two 1 pound containers for $5.00? If so, who are they?
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