My parents came down for Easter Weekend. Their last visit before Cayden comes. I can’t believe that the next time we will be seeing each other will be for the birth of baby boy. It amazes me how quickly my pregnancy has gone by. However, these last few months seems to be ticking by since I am so anxious to meet this little guy.
I had Friday off which was so nice. I got to spend some extra time with my parents and generally get spoiled; which is always a good thing.
I continue to be amazed by my parent’s generosity. We took another trip to Babies R Us and, again, my parents bought Cayden a ton of stuff. Chad and I have hardly had to buy anything ourselves. It has been such a blessing. I have no doubt that the generosity will continue for the rest of Cayden’s life.
For Easter Sunday we had the Phoenix Gang (Chad’s Uncle Jay, Linsey, Dustin and Kale) to the house for turkey dinner. It was a delicious meal, of course, my mom made it. It was nice to spend some quality time with family over the long weekend.
It was also a great opportunity to see how Buster would interact with a newborn. I was pretty impressed with his behavior. When Linsey and Dustin got there we locked Buster outside because I wanted them to have a chance to settle, eat and let Kale get used to a new environment.
Buster was pretty excited with all the company when we first let him in; I don’t even think he noticed Kale. Once he caught wind that there was a little person in the house he was very interested. I made sure he kept a reasonable distance and made sure that he “sit” “stay” and “lay down.” He actually listened to me which is a triumph in-and-of -itself.
Once Buster settled I felt more comfortable letting him get closer to Kale. He was surprisingly gentle and sniffed him like crazy. He did this a couple times; got bored and took a nap under the coffee table. I’m a bit relieved…maybe I can have *both* Buster and Cayden after all.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Zoey’s Obituary
This may be one of the most beautiful things I have ever read…
Zoey, born January 15, 2009, went to be with God on April 7, 2009. She was the celebrated and much-loved daughter of Kim and Dan Owens. Baby Zoey was a radiant light in our world for 82 days, bringing family and friends together and inspiring us to love and cherish each other. Her fight for each one of her days reminded us to be a little more grateful for each one of ours. Our candles will burn a little brighter for having known and been loved by Zoey. Zoey was loved by her grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins and friends, and they will celebrate her life on Tuesday, April 14th, 2009, 10:00 am at the Franciscan Renewal Center. In lieu of flowers, the family has requested donations be made to the Hospice of the Valley.
Zoey, born January 15, 2009, went to be with God on April 7, 2009. She was the celebrated and much-loved daughter of Kim and Dan Owens. Baby Zoey was a radiant light in our world for 82 days, bringing family and friends together and inspiring us to love and cherish each other. Her fight for each one of her days reminded us to be a little more grateful for each one of ours. Our candles will burn a little brighter for having known and been loved by Zoey. Zoey was loved by her grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins and friends, and they will celebrate her life on Tuesday, April 14th, 2009, 10:00 am at the Franciscan Renewal Center. In lieu of flowers, the family has requested donations be made to the Hospice of the Valley.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
*Your* Opinion is NEEDED!
I found out today that Zoey’s funeral will be Tuesday, 4/14 at 10am. I’m struggling with whether I should attend or not.
The main reason I am thinking about not going resides underneath my shirt. I am super pregnant. There is not an outfit on the planet that could hide the baby belly I carry with me at all times. I wonder…is it inappropriate for a pregnant woman (who is not family) to attend a babies’ funeral.
Will I make Kim uncomfortable? Will I make other family members uncomfortable? Can I emotionally handle attending a babies’ funeral?
I also wonder how on earth I could *not* attend the funeral. I know Kim is my boss, but I feel that our relationship has grown significantly beyond manager and subordinate. I visited Kim, her husband and baby Zoey. I held her. Chad held her. I saw them less than two weeks ago. They took pictures of us holding Zoey; pictures they will have forever.
What is your opinion?
The main reason I am thinking about not going resides underneath my shirt. I am super pregnant. There is not an outfit on the planet that could hide the baby belly I carry with me at all times. I wonder…is it inappropriate for a pregnant woman (who is not family) to attend a babies’ funeral.
Will I make Kim uncomfortable? Will I make other family members uncomfortable? Can I emotionally handle attending a babies’ funeral?
I also wonder how on earth I could *not* attend the funeral. I know Kim is my boss, but I feel that our relationship has grown significantly beyond manager and subordinate. I visited Kim, her husband and baby Zoey. I held her. Chad held her. I saw them less than two weeks ago. They took pictures of us holding Zoey; pictures they will have forever.
What is your opinion?
Diabetes Class
I had my diabetes self management class yesterday. It was jam packed with information. We covered the basic biology of diabetes; the organs that are involved, how food is broken down in the body and how pregnancy affects these processes.
We learned the different factors that cause people get gestational and type 2 diabetes. There are factors that can’t be controlled like; family history, age, ethnicity and factors that can be controlled like weight and physical activity.
The educator also told us how many carbs a day we should be eating and when we should be eating them. She also taught us how to read food labels properly and how to avoid gimmicks and manufacturing advertising traps. All-in-all it was a very informative two hours.
The diabetes educator showed us which blood sugar monitors were approved by our insurance companies and said we could choose which one we wanted. Well, I looked at all the monitors and none of them were the same brand as lancets and testing strips that I had received Monday.
I asked the instructor about this and she said that my doctor had called in the wrong prescription on Monday and that I would have to take back the lancets and testing strips, get a refund and have my doctor call in a new prescription for me. What a pain. I got completely frustrated with all the run around. The only bright light was that she also said that hopefully when I pick up the correct testing strips and lancets that I would be paying less for them.
At the end of the course everyone was given their blood sugar monitor and was shown the proper way to test their blood sugar levels. The goal is to have blood sugar levels less than 120. Mine were 74; by far the lowest in the class.
Of course, I got completely frustrated (what’s new, right?). Instead of being happy that my blood sugars were low it made me mad. I thought that maybe I had been mis-diagnosed and I didn’t need to be going through the stress of everything associated with gestational diabetes.
So, I decided I would sabotage myself by eating massive amounts of pasta last night for dinner. I figured that if I ate tons of pasta and my blood sugars were still less than 120 that I would definitely talk to my doctor about the possibility of being mis-diagnosed.
I checked my sugars two hours after dinner just like I am supposed to. They were 131. So, lesson learned. I do need to put some effort into controlling my blood sugars and they do have the potential to get high.
I checked them this morning before I had eaten breakfast. They were 90; which is borderline high. Blood sugars are supposed to be less than 95 when you first wake up in the morning. Well, see how the rest of my day goes. Hopefully, I will get them back in check and they will be back around the 70-80 range.
We learned the different factors that cause people get gestational and type 2 diabetes. There are factors that can’t be controlled like; family history, age, ethnicity and factors that can be controlled like weight and physical activity.
The educator also told us how many carbs a day we should be eating and when we should be eating them. She also taught us how to read food labels properly and how to avoid gimmicks and manufacturing advertising traps. All-in-all it was a very informative two hours.
The diabetes educator showed us which blood sugar monitors were approved by our insurance companies and said we could choose which one we wanted. Well, I looked at all the monitors and none of them were the same brand as lancets and testing strips that I had received Monday.
I asked the instructor about this and she said that my doctor had called in the wrong prescription on Monday and that I would have to take back the lancets and testing strips, get a refund and have my doctor call in a new prescription for me. What a pain. I got completely frustrated with all the run around. The only bright light was that she also said that hopefully when I pick up the correct testing strips and lancets that I would be paying less for them.
At the end of the course everyone was given their blood sugar monitor and was shown the proper way to test their blood sugar levels. The goal is to have blood sugar levels less than 120. Mine were 74; by far the lowest in the class.
Of course, I got completely frustrated (what’s new, right?). Instead of being happy that my blood sugars were low it made me mad. I thought that maybe I had been mis-diagnosed and I didn’t need to be going through the stress of everything associated with gestational diabetes.
So, I decided I would sabotage myself by eating massive amounts of pasta last night for dinner. I figured that if I ate tons of pasta and my blood sugars were still less than 120 that I would definitely talk to my doctor about the possibility of being mis-diagnosed.
I checked my sugars two hours after dinner just like I am supposed to. They were 131. So, lesson learned. I do need to put some effort into controlling my blood sugars and they do have the potential to get high.
I checked them this morning before I had eaten breakfast. They were 90; which is borderline high. Blood sugars are supposed to be less than 95 when you first wake up in the morning. Well, see how the rest of my day goes. Hopefully, I will get them back in check and they will be back around the 70-80 range.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Zoey…
My boss Kim, her daughter Zoey passed away yesterday morning. My heart is saddened for her. Zoey was a sick baby; sick even while Kim was carrying her. However, she had been making great strides and it appeared she was doing well.
It’s hard to believe. Chad and I just saw Kim, Dan and Zoey less than two weeks ago. While she wasn’t what you would expect from a nearly 3 month old baby I certainly didn’t think the end was so near. In fact, I told Kim that me and my mom would bring Cayden to her house to meet Zoey this summer. At the time it didn’t seem like such a far-fetched idea.
I can’t comprehend or imagine what it would be like to lose a child. However, knowing Kim, I know she will find comfort in her faith and she will remain thankful for every moment she got to spend with her precious daughter. That’s the amazing thing about Kim; she’s optimistic, grateful, hopeful and is never bitter despite what life throws at her.
I have spent numerous posts complaining about how Cayden will likely have to be put into daycare. I have spent even more hours complaining, yelling and crying at Chad about putting Cayden into daycare. Perhaps, I should be thankful that I have a child healthy enough to be placed into daycare. Perhaps, I should strive to be more like Kim; simply grateful for all I have rather than bitter for all I don’t.
Kim has touched my heart and my life in a very special way. And even if she quits her job at UOP and I never see or speak to her again I will remember her for the rest of my life.
It’s hard to believe. Chad and I just saw Kim, Dan and Zoey less than two weeks ago. While she wasn’t what you would expect from a nearly 3 month old baby I certainly didn’t think the end was so near. In fact, I told Kim that me and my mom would bring Cayden to her house to meet Zoey this summer. At the time it didn’t seem like such a far-fetched idea.
I can’t comprehend or imagine what it would be like to lose a child. However, knowing Kim, I know she will find comfort in her faith and she will remain thankful for every moment she got to spend with her precious daughter. That’s the amazing thing about Kim; she’s optimistic, grateful, hopeful and is never bitter despite what life throws at her.
I have spent numerous posts complaining about how Cayden will likely have to be put into daycare. I have spent even more hours complaining, yelling and crying at Chad about putting Cayden into daycare. Perhaps, I should be thankful that I have a child healthy enough to be placed into daycare. Perhaps, I should strive to be more like Kim; simply grateful for all I have rather than bitter for all I don’t.
Kim has touched my heart and my life in a very special way. And even if she quits her job at UOP and I never see or speak to her again I will remember her for the rest of my life.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Class #1
Last night was our first class in a series of Childbirth Preparation Classes. The first class was basically an introduction to concepts, terms and signs of labor. I didn’t really learn anything new, but it was nice to have all the information I already know reinforced.
It was crazy to be in a room full of so many other pregnant women. We all wore nametags with our due date underneath our name. Of course, the crazy in me came out and I immediately started comparing my belly to the bellies of the other women. Is mine too big? Is mine too small? Who’s is cuter? I even asked Chad, “who has the cutest belly in here.”
Chad was a little distracted during our first class. He was missing the NCAA final game featuring his beloved North Carolina Tarheels. He was checking his blackberry every five minutes trying to get the score to the game. Happily for Chad North Carolina won.
Our teacher is a retired registered nurse. She was a nurse for over 30 years with a specialty in labor and delivery. Her approach is very old school; which I don’t mind at all. She was around before 4-D ultrasounds and epidurals. She didn’t discourage the use of epidurals, but rather emphasized that mindset is just as important as medicine when it comes to having an enjoyable birthing experience. She also said that the number one rule of labor is, “No screaming. It only makes the mother tense and the baby scared.”
We practiced breathing and relaxation techniques at the end of the class. We all sat on the floor, with the lights dimmed and soft music playing. I sat in between Chad’s legs with a pillow providing cushion and he was rubbing my belly. It was rather romantic.
We practiced different types of breathing that can be done during labor. We also practiced breathing as though we were going through contractions. Who would have thought that breathing, the most natural thing in the world, would have to be practiced and learned?
I can’t decide if Chad, as my labor coach, is going to drive me insane or have me laughing my butt off during the labor. Chad, never one to take anything overly serious, kept cracking jokes during the breathing practices. Bless his heart, he would do anything to make the situation less tense. I know he will do great and be super supportive.
Next week we watch a video of an actual labor…stay tuned.
It was crazy to be in a room full of so many other pregnant women. We all wore nametags with our due date underneath our name. Of course, the crazy in me came out and I immediately started comparing my belly to the bellies of the other women. Is mine too big? Is mine too small? Who’s is cuter? I even asked Chad, “who has the cutest belly in here.”
Chad was a little distracted during our first class. He was missing the NCAA final game featuring his beloved North Carolina Tarheels. He was checking his blackberry every five minutes trying to get the score to the game. Happily for Chad North Carolina won.
Our teacher is a retired registered nurse. She was a nurse for over 30 years with a specialty in labor and delivery. Her approach is very old school; which I don’t mind at all. She was around before 4-D ultrasounds and epidurals. She didn’t discourage the use of epidurals, but rather emphasized that mindset is just as important as medicine when it comes to having an enjoyable birthing experience. She also said that the number one rule of labor is, “No screaming. It only makes the mother tense and the baby scared.”
We practiced breathing and relaxation techniques at the end of the class. We all sat on the floor, with the lights dimmed and soft music playing. I sat in between Chad’s legs with a pillow providing cushion and he was rubbing my belly. It was rather romantic.
We practiced different types of breathing that can be done during labor. We also practiced breathing as though we were going through contractions. Who would have thought that breathing, the most natural thing in the world, would have to be practiced and learned?
I can’t decide if Chad, as my labor coach, is going to drive me insane or have me laughing my butt off during the labor. Chad, never one to take anything overly serious, kept cracking jokes during the breathing practices. Bless his heart, he would do anything to make the situation less tense. I know he will do great and be super supportive.
Next week we watch a video of an actual labor…stay tuned.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Getting Schooled
I feel like a student again. Taking numerous tests and going to numerous classes. Only this time instead of getting a diploma I’ll be getting a baby.
Chad and I start our childbirth education classes tonight. I am so excited about these classes. Because I know I will learn so much and because it means that it is getting ever closer to the arrival of Baby Cayden.
The classes are every Monday for the next 4 Monday’s. They are 6pm to 8:30pm. We were instructed to bring two pillows and wear comfortable clothes. It’s going to be just like the movies. We are also scheduled to take a Baby Your Baby class at the end of the month. This is just a onetime course that covers basic newborn care.
Then I have my Gestational Diabetes Self Management course on Wednesday. I only have to go one time to this course and it’s just two hours. At this course I will be given my glucose monitor. I wish I could get it sooner than that. I don’t really want to wait until Thursday to start testing my sugars. I do, however, get my testing strips and lancets today…doesn’t make any sense, but whatever.
I found out today that my insurance is evil. They are *not* going to cover my diabetes course. They said it wasn’t “medical” but rather a “nutritional” course and that “nutritional courses are not covered.” Period. End of sentence. The lady was rather rude. I kept saying that it was “medical” and that I wasn’t take the course just for the fun of it. It made no difference. So now I have to pay $135 for this class. I am thankful that the glucose monitor, lancets and testing strips are covered under the pharmacy plan.
Chad and I start our childbirth education classes tonight. I am so excited about these classes. Because I know I will learn so much and because it means that it is getting ever closer to the arrival of Baby Cayden.
The classes are every Monday for the next 4 Monday’s. They are 6pm to 8:30pm. We were instructed to bring two pillows and wear comfortable clothes. It’s going to be just like the movies. We are also scheduled to take a Baby Your Baby class at the end of the month. This is just a onetime course that covers basic newborn care.
Then I have my Gestational Diabetes Self Management course on Wednesday. I only have to go one time to this course and it’s just two hours. At this course I will be given my glucose monitor. I wish I could get it sooner than that. I don’t really want to wait until Thursday to start testing my sugars. I do, however, get my testing strips and lancets today…doesn’t make any sense, but whatever.
I found out today that my insurance is evil. They are *not* going to cover my diabetes course. They said it wasn’t “medical” but rather a “nutritional” course and that “nutritional courses are not covered.” Period. End of sentence. The lady was rather rude. I kept saying that it was “medical” and that I wasn’t take the course just for the fun of it. It made no difference. So now I have to pay $135 for this class. I am thankful that the glucose monitor, lancets and testing strips are covered under the pharmacy plan.
Friday, April 3, 2009
More Doctor Business
Another item that was discussed at today’s doctor’s appointment was my weight gain or (according to the doctor) lack thereof. I am 30 weeks pregnant today; only 10 more weeks to go. And as of today I have gain 8 pounds. Obviously less than some women gain at nearly 7 months pregnant, but nothing that I felt would raise concern.
However, the doctor did bring it up and said that she would like to see me put on more weight. The whole process to weight gain seems like a complete contradiction given my current situation. A good way to gain weight is to increase carb intake; however I can’t increase my carbs because of the gestational diabetes. Another way to pack on some more pounds would be to stop exercising; however I need to exercise in order to help control my blood sugar levels.
So I guess I am at a loss. I will just have to increase my calorie consumption by means other than carbs; like protein. I want to say this: I have *not* been purposely trying to keep my weight down. I *know* that weight gain during pregnancy is *normal and healthy*. And I am *not* afraid to put weight on and I am *confident* that I will be able to lose it after Cayden is born.
I feel like I’m describing one of those high class problems; like having too much money or a house that’s too big. I keep expecting someone to come up to me and sarcastically say, “Ohhh…you poor thing. I feel so sorry for you. You can’t gain weight, how awful for you.” And then proceed to punch me in the face. Any takers?
However, the doctor did bring it up and said that she would like to see me put on more weight. The whole process to weight gain seems like a complete contradiction given my current situation. A good way to gain weight is to increase carb intake; however I can’t increase my carbs because of the gestational diabetes. Another way to pack on some more pounds would be to stop exercising; however I need to exercise in order to help control my blood sugar levels.
So I guess I am at a loss. I will just have to increase my calorie consumption by means other than carbs; like protein. I want to say this: I have *not* been purposely trying to keep my weight down. I *know* that weight gain during pregnancy is *normal and healthy*. And I am *not* afraid to put weight on and I am *confident* that I will be able to lose it after Cayden is born.
I feel like I’m describing one of those high class problems; like having too much money or a house that’s too big. I keep expecting someone to come up to me and sarcastically say, “Ohhh…you poor thing. I feel so sorry for you. You can’t gain weight, how awful for you.” And then proceed to punch me in the face. Any takers?
Back in Control
Well, I had a doctor’s appointment this morning to go over the test results of my diabetes testing from Wednesday. Also, I’ve had a rash for about a week now and I wanted to get that looked at as well. I have been anxiously awaiting these test results for what seems like forever. I just feel relieved to finally know the results and be able to move forward.
The test results came back positive. It’s official I have gestational diabetes. Now that I know the results I feel that I am back in control of my pregnancy and that I can comfortably move forward. I am confident that I can control this condition and that everything will move forward as planned.
Here is what I have to do now. I am meeting with a Diabetes Educator sometime next week to go over diet restrictions and create a meal plan for myself. I am going to make sure Chad goes to this appointment with me. It is just as important for him to be educated; because he will also be facing diet changes. I will also be getting my blood sugar monitor and lancet strips from my pharmacy early next week. This will allow me to test my blood sugars 5 times a day (as soon as I wake up, after every meal and before I go to bed). I will also be having a lot more ultrasounds.
I am thankful that my pregnancy complication is within my *control*. *I* determine how healthy me and Baby Cayden will be. I know the changes and scarifies that are to come are worth it. The doctor said that with control there should be absolutely no reason I can’t deliver Cayden naturally; the way I want to.
Now on to that pesky rash…the doctor said to take Benadryl at night and to start using Aveeno lotion. I have another check up on April 15th. If it hasn’t cleared by then they will test me for a pregnancy rash known as PUPPS.
It has been a wild ride this week in my pregnancy world. I guess that’s why they call it a Labor of Love.
The test results came back positive. It’s official I have gestational diabetes. Now that I know the results I feel that I am back in control of my pregnancy and that I can comfortably move forward. I am confident that I can control this condition and that everything will move forward as planned.
Here is what I have to do now. I am meeting with a Diabetes Educator sometime next week to go over diet restrictions and create a meal plan for myself. I am going to make sure Chad goes to this appointment with me. It is just as important for him to be educated; because he will also be facing diet changes. I will also be getting my blood sugar monitor and lancet strips from my pharmacy early next week. This will allow me to test my blood sugars 5 times a day (as soon as I wake up, after every meal and before I go to bed). I will also be having a lot more ultrasounds.
I am thankful that my pregnancy complication is within my *control*. *I* determine how healthy me and Baby Cayden will be. I know the changes and scarifies that are to come are worth it. The doctor said that with control there should be absolutely no reason I can’t deliver Cayden naturally; the way I want to.
Now on to that pesky rash…the doctor said to take Benadryl at night and to start using Aveeno lotion. I have another check up on April 15th. If it hasn’t cleared by then they will test me for a pregnancy rash known as PUPPS.
It has been a wild ride this week in my pregnancy world. I guess that’s why they call it a Labor of Love.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Tests…not the academic kind
I was able to complete my gestational diabetes test yesterday. Once again I found myself at the doctor’s office bright and early at 8am. On a random side note one of my friends/co-workers was there at the same time getting her yearly exam. What are the odds???
I once again got my blood drawn on an empty stomach and was then given the glucose drink. Despite my weak stomach from the day before they still gave me the double dose. However, this time they gave me the fruit punch flavor instead of the orange flavor.
They took me right away to an exam room to lie down for the duration of the test. Man, my stomach and the baby definitely do not like that glucose drink. Cayden was bouncing around like a pin ball and my stomach was extremely upset. I closed my eyes tight and laid very, very still. If I had moved or stood up I would have thrown up again. It took every ounce of strength and energy I had to keep that drink down.
But, luckily I got through it. I stayed in the exam room and rested the entire three hours. I also got my blood drawn 3 more times. My poor arm is totally beat up. I laid down the entire time, however, the test left me exhausted and completely worn out.
As soon as I was dismissed from the doctor’s office I head straight to Souper Salad and stuffed myself with salad. I hadn’t planned on eating out yesterday. However, the only lunch food I had at the house is Ramen Noodles. I figured after the morning Cayden and I had we would need a lunch that provided adequate nutrition.
I was told that the test results would be back today or tomorrow. However, they told me that I would only get a call if the test results were positive. What a jip. I figure after all I’ve been through they should call me either way. If I don’t hear from the doctor by Monday I’m calling.
I will say this: even though the test was horrible and even if I do have gestational diabetes and I have to give up my much beloved pasta and desserts there is *nothing* that could ever make me feel anything but completely *grateful* for every second of my pregnancy.
I once again got my blood drawn on an empty stomach and was then given the glucose drink. Despite my weak stomach from the day before they still gave me the double dose. However, this time they gave me the fruit punch flavor instead of the orange flavor.
They took me right away to an exam room to lie down for the duration of the test. Man, my stomach and the baby definitely do not like that glucose drink. Cayden was bouncing around like a pin ball and my stomach was extremely upset. I closed my eyes tight and laid very, very still. If I had moved or stood up I would have thrown up again. It took every ounce of strength and energy I had to keep that drink down.
But, luckily I got through it. I stayed in the exam room and rested the entire three hours. I also got my blood drawn 3 more times. My poor arm is totally beat up. I laid down the entire time, however, the test left me exhausted and completely worn out.
As soon as I was dismissed from the doctor’s office I head straight to Souper Salad and stuffed myself with salad. I hadn’t planned on eating out yesterday. However, the only lunch food I had at the house is Ramen Noodles. I figured after the morning Cayden and I had we would need a lunch that provided adequate nutrition.
I was told that the test results would be back today or tomorrow. However, they told me that I would only get a call if the test results were positive. What a jip. I figure after all I’ve been through they should call me either way. If I don’t hear from the doctor by Monday I’m calling.
I will say this: even though the test was horrible and even if I do have gestational diabetes and I have to give up my much beloved pasta and desserts there is *nothing* that could ever make me feel anything but completely *grateful* for every second of my pregnancy.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Belly Pics
This past Saturday my friend Abby Reed stopped by our house on her way back from California. Chad and I had a great time with her and her husband Tyler. I haven’t been able to see Abby much since we graduated college in 2005. We definitely needed the catch up time.
Abby is, very successfully might I add, venturing into the world of Small Business Owner. She recently started her own photography company. She was gracious enough to offer to take belly pictures for me and Chad. As you can see below they came out splendidly. I am very happy with the results. I love-love these pictures. They will be special to our family forever.
Please check out her website and if you know anyone in the Southeast New Mexico or West Texas region please refer them to Abby.
Boo!
Last Wednesday I had a doctor appointment to get my gestational diabetes testing done. Yesterday I got a call from my doctor telling me that my test results came back abnormal and that I needed to get further testing done.
I went to the doctor this morning at 8am expecting to be there until about noon. I was told not to eat anything after midnight; which meant no breakfast for me. I had a vile of blood drawn and was instructed to drink 10 oz of the glucose drink. The glucose drink I had this morning was twice as strong as the one I drank last Wednesday.
I was told that they would draw my blood three more times at hour intervals. The blood results would then be compared to each other to see how my body handled the added levels of glucose. I was told that I would have the final results either tomorrow or Thursday.
I knew it would be a long morning; waiting an hour between each blood draw. I took a book and our Nintendo DS to help me pass the time. However, I needed neither the book or the DS. I was in the waiting room for less than 5 minutes when I began to feel sick to my stomach. Baby Cayden was bouncing around like a pin ball. I leaned my head back hoping my stomach ache would go away; no luck. I was told that I could lie down if I needed to. I decided that was a good idea so I stood up to walk back to the exam rooms.
I, instead, found myself in the bathroom violently throwing up the glucose drink that I had been given. It was awful. I told the lab workers what happened and they informed me that my testing for the day was over. The test is going to be re-done tomorrow. I originally had jury duty scheduled for tomorrow but I called them and had it rescheduled.
I am not looking forward to going through all this again. I am at work right now and I still feel sick and worn out. I am so glad I got out of jury duty. I feel that my health and especially baby Cayden’s health is far more important.
I went to the doctor this morning at 8am expecting to be there until about noon. I was told not to eat anything after midnight; which meant no breakfast for me. I had a vile of blood drawn and was instructed to drink 10 oz of the glucose drink. The glucose drink I had this morning was twice as strong as the one I drank last Wednesday.
I was told that they would draw my blood three more times at hour intervals. The blood results would then be compared to each other to see how my body handled the added levels of glucose. I was told that I would have the final results either tomorrow or Thursday.
I knew it would be a long morning; waiting an hour between each blood draw. I took a book and our Nintendo DS to help me pass the time. However, I needed neither the book or the DS. I was in the waiting room for less than 5 minutes when I began to feel sick to my stomach. Baby Cayden was bouncing around like a pin ball. I leaned my head back hoping my stomach ache would go away; no luck. I was told that I could lie down if I needed to. I decided that was a good idea so I stood up to walk back to the exam rooms.
I, instead, found myself in the bathroom violently throwing up the glucose drink that I had been given. It was awful. I told the lab workers what happened and they informed me that my testing for the day was over. The test is going to be re-done tomorrow. I originally had jury duty scheduled for tomorrow but I called them and had it rescheduled.
I am not looking forward to going through all this again. I am at work right now and I still feel sick and worn out. I am so glad I got out of jury duty. I feel that my health and especially baby Cayden’s health is far more important.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Baby Weekend
I had a great weekend filled with babies. I was able to spend some quality time with my new nephew Kale and my boss’s baby Zoey. The more I am around babies the more excited and anxious I get to have Cayden in my arms. I simply can’t wait for him to be here amongst all the excitement.
Kale is an adorable, sweet, well-behaved baby. I am sure he and his cousin Cayden will get along grandly. Seeing Chad hold Kale fills me with an intense joy and excitement. Kale and Cayden were playing footies with each other. It was completely adorable. I was holding Kale and his little baby feet were happily bouncing on my ever growing belly. Cayden noticed this and kicked back, then Kale kicked my belly, then Cayden kicked back. It was amazing that they are already interacting. I can’t wait to see how they will act once Cayden is born.
It was also really incredible to see baby Zoey. I hadn’t seen her in almost two months and I was anxious to see how my boss Kim was doing and to see Zoey’s progress. I am happy to announce that Zoey is now two and half months old and weighs nearly 5 pounds. She is making great strides; even taking the bottle during some of her feedings. Both Chad and I were able to hold her. Chad officially can’t get enough of holding babies. I am sure he and I will be fighting over Cayden the minute he is born. It fills my heart with great joy to see Zoey doing well and my boss and her husband so happy.
After hearing Linsey’s birthing story and spending time with Kale so many of my fears have dissipated and now only excitement remains. I used to be absolutely *terrified* of giving birth. I still am to some extent, but now, more than anything, I am excited to give birth to Cayden. I know it is going to be an amazing experience. I can’t wait for Chad to see him be born and finally get to experience him fully. It’s going to be special in a way I probably can’t comprehend right now.
I know raising a baby will be difficult and a huge responsibility. But these things don’t scare me. They excite me; because I know it’s going to be more fun than difficult. It’s going to be more awesome than anything else. Babies are amazing and I can’t wait to take care of mine and I am extremely confident that Chad and I will do an amazing job.
Kale is an adorable, sweet, well-behaved baby. I am sure he and his cousin Cayden will get along grandly. Seeing Chad hold Kale fills me with an intense joy and excitement. Kale and Cayden were playing footies with each other. It was completely adorable. I was holding Kale and his little baby feet were happily bouncing on my ever growing belly. Cayden noticed this and kicked back, then Kale kicked my belly, then Cayden kicked back. It was amazing that they are already interacting. I can’t wait to see how they will act once Cayden is born.
It was also really incredible to see baby Zoey. I hadn’t seen her in almost two months and I was anxious to see how my boss Kim was doing and to see Zoey’s progress. I am happy to announce that Zoey is now two and half months old and weighs nearly 5 pounds. She is making great strides; even taking the bottle during some of her feedings. Both Chad and I were able to hold her. Chad officially can’t get enough of holding babies. I am sure he and I will be fighting over Cayden the minute he is born. It fills my heart with great joy to see Zoey doing well and my boss and her husband so happy.
After hearing Linsey’s birthing story and spending time with Kale so many of my fears have dissipated and now only excitement remains. I used to be absolutely *terrified* of giving birth. I still am to some extent, but now, more than anything, I am excited to give birth to Cayden. I know it is going to be an amazing experience. I can’t wait for Chad to see him be born and finally get to experience him fully. It’s going to be special in a way I probably can’t comprehend right now.
I know raising a baby will be difficult and a huge responsibility. But these things don’t scare me. They excite me; because I know it’s going to be more fun than difficult. It’s going to be more awesome than anything else. Babies are amazing and I can’t wait to take care of mine and I am extremely confident that Chad and I will do an amazing job.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Nursery Update
We are officially ready to start painting the nursery! Chad finished all the walls while I was in New Mexico for the baby shower. The room looks b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l! It's like walking into a brand-new house. It smells clean and new and I couldn't be more thrilled.
We are going to paint over the next week or so and then we will be ready to put in the laminate flooring. We don't want to risk getting paint on our brand new floors so those are going in after the painting in done. After the floors are in we will put in the base boards and the crown molding.
I realize there is still much work to be done. However, the hard, time-consuming process is now over and things will move much more quickly. We are probably only two or three weeks away from decorating!
Abby and Kenna got us the bedding set for the baby shower. It is so beautiful and I can't wait to get it all set up in the crib. Plus, I got gift-cards from Wal-Mart and was able to get all the room accessories. So I am all set to start decorating. I can't wait to post pictures. It is going to be the cutest baby room ever.
Also, Abby and Tyler will be here this weekend (tonight) to take belly pics. I can't wait for this. They are going to be fabulous. Plus, I get to see my little nephew Kale and Kim's baby Zoey this weekend. I can't wait to report back on all the baby madness that will be this weekend!
We are going to paint over the next week or so and then we will be ready to put in the laminate flooring. We don't want to risk getting paint on our brand new floors so those are going in after the painting in done. After the floors are in we will put in the base boards and the crown molding.
I realize there is still much work to be done. However, the hard, time-consuming process is now over and things will move much more quickly. We are probably only two or three weeks away from decorating!
Abby and Kenna got us the bedding set for the baby shower. It is so beautiful and I can't wait to get it all set up in the crib. Plus, I got gift-cards from Wal-Mart and was able to get all the room accessories. So I am all set to start decorating. I can't wait to post pictures. It is going to be the cutest baby room ever.
Also, Abby and Tyler will be here this weekend (tonight) to take belly pics. I can't wait for this. They are going to be fabulous. Plus, I get to see my little nephew Kale and Kim's baby Zoey this weekend. I can't wait to report back on all the baby madness that will be this weekend!
Thursday, March 26, 2009
The Shower!
Cayden’s baby shower last Saturday was amazing! Cayden got spoiled by getting lots of terrific presents and I got spoiled by getting to see all my family and friends. I just need Abby to get back from California so that I can put up some pictures from the big day.
I have to give credit to my mom who planned the whole event and made sure it was a smashing success. My Aunt Elaine also lent a huge helping hand the day of the shower. She kind of took over so that my mom could actually sit down and enjoy the shower.
The shower was so much fun. The food was great, the games were fun and everyone seemed to have a great time. Plus, Cayden was being cooperative and a lot of people were able to feel him kick. Well, they were able to feel him kick on the rare moments my mom wasn’t on belly patrol.
I simply cannot put into words how wonderful it was to see Abby and Kenna; especially having all three of us together. I have friends here in Phoenix; good friends. However, my friends from Eastern, well, all I can say is that it’s different with them.
The baby got such nice presents. It feels so good to have certain things in order for him. Before the shower we had next to nothing. Now we are part way there and it feels good to be at least a little prepared for him. We still have a lot of things we need to do, but we are steadily making progress and its such a relief.
I have to give credit to my mom who planned the whole event and made sure it was a smashing success. My Aunt Elaine also lent a huge helping hand the day of the shower. She kind of took over so that my mom could actually sit down and enjoy the shower.
The shower was so much fun. The food was great, the games were fun and everyone seemed to have a great time. Plus, Cayden was being cooperative and a lot of people were able to feel him kick. Well, they were able to feel him kick on the rare moments my mom wasn’t on belly patrol.
I simply cannot put into words how wonderful it was to see Abby and Kenna; especially having all three of us together. I have friends here in Phoenix; good friends. However, my friends from Eastern, well, all I can say is that it’s different with them.
The baby got such nice presents. It feels so good to have certain things in order for him. Before the shower we had next to nothing. Now we are part way there and it feels good to be at least a little prepared for him. We still have a lot of things we need to do, but we are steadily making progress and its such a relief.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Babies, Babies, Babies
Wow! I’m still trying to comprehend the events of yesterday. I’ve never had anyone close to me have a baby. Well, I’ve never had anyone close to me that I was actively involved in their pregnancy and such. It’s amazing how one day you are pregnant and the next day you have a child. Totally mind boggling.
It looks like I will not be meeting my little nephew for while. We didn’t go see them in the hospital last night because it’s a far drive in traffic (probably over an hour) and since they were at the hospital we wouldn’t have been able to stay long; plus everyone was pretty exhausted.
They come home tonight but we are going to let them have a chance to get settled. I can only imagine how over whelming it all must be. Plus, Chad’s mom’s girlfriend is flying into town and having four extra people in the house on baby’s first night home seems like it might be overwhelming for Linsey and Dustin.
Then I head out to New Mexico tomorrow and won’t be back until Tuesday. Chad will go see them sometime this weekend; which is good because his mom is likely leaving on Monday or Tuesday of next week. Then Dustin’s parents will be here next Sunday. Wow…a revolving door of visitors. I imagine that’s how it will be this summer when Baby Cayden enters the world. So, we are planning on making a trip out there next Saturday evening or Sunday morning before Dustin’s parents get into town— so that I can *finally* meet the little guy.
I am so amped up right now. I *can’t* wait for Cayden to get here. It’s going to be amazing. I can’t wait to experience everything about his birthday. I know it will be hard and terrifying; but at the same time it will be so exciting and happy. It will be the happiest day of my life!
I am so looking forward to my baby shower this weekend. I can’t wait to see everyone and get to spend some time with friends and family. I can’t wait to see my parents and get thoroughly spoiled for the weekend!
Once I get back from New Mexico and the nursery is closer to finished (Chad is making great strides by the way) we are planning on going on a shopping spree!
It looks like I will not be meeting my little nephew for while. We didn’t go see them in the hospital last night because it’s a far drive in traffic (probably over an hour) and since they were at the hospital we wouldn’t have been able to stay long; plus everyone was pretty exhausted.
They come home tonight but we are going to let them have a chance to get settled. I can only imagine how over whelming it all must be. Plus, Chad’s mom’s girlfriend is flying into town and having four extra people in the house on baby’s first night home seems like it might be overwhelming for Linsey and Dustin.
Then I head out to New Mexico tomorrow and won’t be back until Tuesday. Chad will go see them sometime this weekend; which is good because his mom is likely leaving on Monday or Tuesday of next week. Then Dustin’s parents will be here next Sunday. Wow…a revolving door of visitors. I imagine that’s how it will be this summer when Baby Cayden enters the world. So, we are planning on making a trip out there next Saturday evening or Sunday morning before Dustin’s parents get into town— so that I can *finally* meet the little guy.
I am so amped up right now. I *can’t* wait for Cayden to get here. It’s going to be amazing. I can’t wait to experience everything about his birthday. I know it will be hard and terrifying; but at the same time it will be so exciting and happy. It will be the happiest day of my life!
I am so looking forward to my baby shower this weekend. I can’t wait to see everyone and get to spend some time with friends and family. I can’t wait to see my parents and get thoroughly spoiled for the weekend!
Once I get back from New Mexico and the nursery is closer to finished (Chad is making great strides by the way) we are planning on going on a shopping spree!
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Happy Birthday Kale & Abby!
Baby Kale will be here today! In fact, he might already be here. Linsey called Chad last night around 8:30 to let him know that she was on the way to the hospital. Her water had broken and contractions were starting to set in. His mom texted him this morning around 7:30 to let him know that Linsey was dilated to 8 cm and that she would be delivering in about an hour.
Hearing all this gets me so amped up for baby Cayden; I can't wait to have him and hold him.
I am super excited that Kale is being born today. That means my little nephew will share the same birthday as my best friend Abby Reed. Abby and I have crazy similarities in our lives. We share the same last name. My parents anniversary is one day before her anniversary. Her parents anniversary is the day before my anniversary. Now my nephew is sharing her birthday. We are totally meant to be!
I had originally predicted that Kale would be born on the 11th (my other best friend Kristin's birthday), but he decided to wait a little. Either way, I am excited to have so many people who mean so much to me born in the month of March!
Happy Birthday to all!
3/10--My grandpa Fred
3/11--Kristin
3/12--My aunt Elaine
3/18--Kale & Abby
3/31--Dustin (Kale's dad & Linsey's husband)
Hearing all this gets me so amped up for baby Cayden; I can't wait to have him and hold him.
I am super excited that Kale is being born today. That means my little nephew will share the same birthday as my best friend Abby Reed. Abby and I have crazy similarities in our lives. We share the same last name. My parents anniversary is one day before her anniversary. Her parents anniversary is the day before my anniversary. Now my nephew is sharing her birthday. We are totally meant to be!
I had originally predicted that Kale would be born on the 11th (my other best friend Kristin's birthday), but he decided to wait a little. Either way, I am excited to have so many people who mean so much to me born in the month of March!
Happy Birthday to all!
3/10--My grandpa Fred
3/11--Kristin
3/12--My aunt Elaine
3/18--Kale & Abby
3/31--Dustin (Kale's dad & Linsey's husband)
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Bad Dog
I have written numerous posts regarding my great love and adoration for my dog Buster. Therefore, it is with a heavy heart that I write this. Suddenly, he has become a very naughty little doggie and truth-be-told it’s breaking my heart. Honestly, I’m fearful. If he is acting this badly with the expectant arrival of Baby Cayden how is he going to react once we get Cayden home.
Buster is guilty of destroying our carpets. He has been using the bathroom in the house; a lot lately. He has a doggie door and knows how to use it. Plus, he’s been house trained for a long, long time already. So there is no excuse for him going to the bathroom in the house.
Yesterday, I came home feeling worn out; Cayden beat the hell out of me. All I wanted to do was lay on the couch and rest. However, I know that Buster has needed extra attention lately and I don’t want him to feel abandoned. So, despite being tired and beat-up, I played ball with him and tried my best to keep him as entertained as possible. Apparently it was not enough.
Chad’s uncle came to the house to help with the nursery and immediately noticed the new glider sitting in the living room. He made a comment on how nice it was and while we were talking about it I noticed a dark spot on the carpet next to the footrest. I walked over, touched the wet spot and immediately knew it was pee. Luckily since Buster is so short there was no pee on the fabric; just the wood part of the footstool. I was able to easily clean it. Still, it doesn’t make it right. This infuriated both me and Chad. Buster got a stern, “Bad Dog!” while I showed him the mess. He was then put outside and the doggie door was locked.
He stayed outside for awhile. It wasn’t until after dinner that we let him back in the house. He came in, ate dinner, ran to the living room and peed on the floor—right in front of us! Yup, that’s right. He peed in the house again. Once again he got a stern, “Bad Dog!” while Chad showed him the mess and was put outside and the doggie door was locked. He wasn’t let back in until it was time to go to bed.
This dog, I’m telling you has no remorse. When we let him back into the house; he ran inside, darted to our bedroom, jumped on our bed, kicked Chad around to make more room for himself and got all comfy cozy and feel asleep. It would be funny if it wasn’t so infuriating.
I can’t believe it. I really can’t. I don’t understand why he would be that bad—on purpuse. I know he has been extra needy lately, but I feel like we have accommodating him as best we can. Plus, he’s a dog! I shouldn’t have to go out of *my* way to make sure he is accommodated.
It makes me mad because I think of all the things Chad and I do for him. Like spend all kinds of extra money to take him on vacations with us, taking him to people’s houses when he isn’t really invited, etc. I know that Buster isn’t capable of understanding nor appreciating what Chad and I do for him, but he *has to know* that he has a *damn* good life with Chad and I.
I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what we will do if this behavior continues or worsens once we get Cayden home. I can’t stomach the thought of getting rid of Buster; I love him too much. But I need to make sure my baby is safe. We may have to turn him into an outside dog, but that doesn’t seem like a viable option either. I feel like it would be animal abuse because it’s so hot here.
Our poor carpet. We are either going to have to replace it (which will be over $2,000) or get it professionally cleaned. We haven’t quiet decided what we will do about it, but we know that we need to do something because we can’t have the baby rolling around on pee soaked floors.
I don’t know. I’m at a loss. I love Buster *so* much. I want him to be part of the family. I want him to be a protective big brother; not a jealous little brat. Sigh…
Buster is guilty of destroying our carpets. He has been using the bathroom in the house; a lot lately. He has a doggie door and knows how to use it. Plus, he’s been house trained for a long, long time already. So there is no excuse for him going to the bathroom in the house.
Yesterday, I came home feeling worn out; Cayden beat the hell out of me. All I wanted to do was lay on the couch and rest. However, I know that Buster has needed extra attention lately and I don’t want him to feel abandoned. So, despite being tired and beat-up, I played ball with him and tried my best to keep him as entertained as possible. Apparently it was not enough.
Chad’s uncle came to the house to help with the nursery and immediately noticed the new glider sitting in the living room. He made a comment on how nice it was and while we were talking about it I noticed a dark spot on the carpet next to the footrest. I walked over, touched the wet spot and immediately knew it was pee. Luckily since Buster is so short there was no pee on the fabric; just the wood part of the footstool. I was able to easily clean it. Still, it doesn’t make it right. This infuriated both me and Chad. Buster got a stern, “Bad Dog!” while I showed him the mess. He was then put outside and the doggie door was locked.
He stayed outside for awhile. It wasn’t until after dinner that we let him back in the house. He came in, ate dinner, ran to the living room and peed on the floor—right in front of us! Yup, that’s right. He peed in the house again. Once again he got a stern, “Bad Dog!” while Chad showed him the mess and was put outside and the doggie door was locked. He wasn’t let back in until it was time to go to bed.
This dog, I’m telling you has no remorse. When we let him back into the house; he ran inside, darted to our bedroom, jumped on our bed, kicked Chad around to make more room for himself and got all comfy cozy and feel asleep. It would be funny if it wasn’t so infuriating.
I can’t believe it. I really can’t. I don’t understand why he would be that bad—on purpuse. I know he has been extra needy lately, but I feel like we have accommodating him as best we can. Plus, he’s a dog! I shouldn’t have to go out of *my* way to make sure he is accommodated.
It makes me mad because I think of all the things Chad and I do for him. Like spend all kinds of extra money to take him on vacations with us, taking him to people’s houses when he isn’t really invited, etc. I know that Buster isn’t capable of understanding nor appreciating what Chad and I do for him, but he *has to know* that he has a *damn* good life with Chad and I.
I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what we will do if this behavior continues or worsens once we get Cayden home. I can’t stomach the thought of getting rid of Buster; I love him too much. But I need to make sure my baby is safe. We may have to turn him into an outside dog, but that doesn’t seem like a viable option either. I feel like it would be animal abuse because it’s so hot here.
Our poor carpet. We are either going to have to replace it (which will be over $2,000) or get it professionally cleaned. We haven’t quiet decided what we will do about it, but we know that we need to do something because we can’t have the baby rolling around on pee soaked floors.
I don’t know. I’m at a loss. I love Buster *so* much. I want him to be part of the family. I want him to be a protective big brother; not a jealous little brat. Sigh…
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