Morghan absolutely adores the baby. She always tells her she loves her and gives her hugs and kisses. Last night, after giving my belly a hug and kiss Morghan sits back with a puzzled look and says...
Mo: Mom, why is Gracie in your belly anyways?
Me: So she can grow big and healthy.
Mo: Well, who put her in there?
Me: God did.
Mo: Oh. How did He get her in there?
I turn to Chase who is peeking around the lamp with an indescribable look on his face... waiting for me to say something. Before I can...
Mo: I bet He put her in there in your belly button, yah that's how He did it.
She then walks off completely satisfied with her own answer.
Chase and I start cracking up, wondering how we dodged that bullet!
(while in the car I received several painful kicks that made me gasp and jump)
Morghan: What happened Mommy?
Me: The baby kicked me.
Morghan: Why?
Me: Maybe she is hungry.
Morghan: (very upset) (Baby! That is not nice. We don't kick Mommy, it hurts her. It is not time to eat dinner yet. Be nice or I won't share my M&Ms with you!
The while time she was shaking her finger at my stomach... Lol it was so hard to not laugh because she was so serious.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Playing Catch Up
So... ITS A GIRL! For anyone who didn't already know. "Weighing" in at 15 oz when she was at 20 weeks, which was considerably more than she should have been. I didn't realize what a big difference 5 ounces makes! She is great and perfectly healthy. When I get a chance I will upload some of the awesome pictures we got of her. I still haven't gained a pound and my doc is a little concerned. Part of the issue is that I was having a difficult time eating meat. If I haven't gained at least 5 pounds by 26 weeks they will run some tests and go from there. I did finally gain 1lb 5 oz in the past 2 weeks though. She moves constantly. I can often tell where she is laying which is neat.
We went to Texas where we were double-booked almost every day. We'd have lunch with one person followed by dinner with another. It was hectic but we had a great time. I wish we could have done more, but its exhausting. Morghan had 2 birthday parties while home and she had a blast.
We are back in SC now and getting back in to a routine.
(Short, simple, to the point...right?)
We went to Texas where we were double-booked almost every day. We'd have lunch with one person followed by dinner with another. It was hectic but we had a great time. I wish we could have done more, but its exhausting. Morghan had 2 birthday parties while home and she had a blast.
We are back in SC now and getting back in to a routine.
(Short, simple, to the point...right?)
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
4 years old!
Where has the time gone? I still remember when she was born... every last detail. I can not believe how much she has grown. She is such a smart girl and makes me so proud to be her mother. I am so thankful to God for blessing us with her, and could not imagine life without her!
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Baby, Baby Stay...
Stay right where you are!
So last week was a bit of a roller coaster. Tuesday and Wednesday I noticed several times through out the day that it appeared as though I was leaking fluid. Embarrassed at first that I may have somehow had an accident I kept it to myself, even though it didn't feel like I had actually peed on myself. As it persisted throughout the day, I began to worry because it certainly didn't smell, or look like pee. I waited until Thursday to call my OB because I needed to make sure that it was still occurring, plus I was now having some minor cramping.
Concerned, She sent me to the ER for monitoring and testing. Hours later the testing was a bit inconclusive. Although upon examination no amniotic fluid was found, the pH test was indicative that perhaps there was a leak... or at least had been a leak. I was sent home to rest as the other tests would take a while and they didn't see the need for me to sit there and wait hours. First thing Friday morning I was in the OB office to replicate the pH test, get results from last nights lab work and do an ultrasound to double check fluid levels around the baby. Again, the pH test was a little questionable, although now the reading was heading back the direction it should have been all along, which made the Dr relieved. Ultrasound revealed that levels were in fact a little low, but not alarmingly so. I was sent home and told to take it easy.
After a few follow up phone calls, its been decided that I should be okay. Thursday evening was the last time I noticed the leaking fluid so all would appear to be back to normal. The Dr explained that the amniotic sac has two layers, and I might have developed a hole in the outer layer, losing the fluid contained just between the two layers. It may then have resealed and replenished itself with fluid. We may never know what the mystery fluid was for sure, but I am incredibly thankful that it has stopped. I will continue to take it easy for a few weeks and keep an extra observant eye on things... just in case.
Oh yah .... Doc didn't have a great shot but thinks that perhaps the baby is a girl. We will know for sure next week.
So last week was a bit of a roller coaster. Tuesday and Wednesday I noticed several times through out the day that it appeared as though I was leaking fluid. Embarrassed at first that I may have somehow had an accident I kept it to myself, even though it didn't feel like I had actually peed on myself. As it persisted throughout the day, I began to worry because it certainly didn't smell, or look like pee. I waited until Thursday to call my OB because I needed to make sure that it was still occurring, plus I was now having some minor cramping.
Concerned, She sent me to the ER for monitoring and testing. Hours later the testing was a bit inconclusive. Although upon examination no amniotic fluid was found, the pH test was indicative that perhaps there was a leak... or at least had been a leak. I was sent home to rest as the other tests would take a while and they didn't see the need for me to sit there and wait hours. First thing Friday morning I was in the OB office to replicate the pH test, get results from last nights lab work and do an ultrasound to double check fluid levels around the baby. Again, the pH test was a little questionable, although now the reading was heading back the direction it should have been all along, which made the Dr relieved. Ultrasound revealed that levels were in fact a little low, but not alarmingly so. I was sent home and told to take it easy.
After a few follow up phone calls, its been decided that I should be okay. Thursday evening was the last time I noticed the leaking fluid so all would appear to be back to normal. The Dr explained that the amniotic sac has two layers, and I might have developed a hole in the outer layer, losing the fluid contained just between the two layers. It may then have resealed and replenished itself with fluid. We may never know what the mystery fluid was for sure, but I am incredibly thankful that it has stopped. I will continue to take it easy for a few weeks and keep an extra observant eye on things... just in case.
Oh yah .... Doc didn't have a great shot but thinks that perhaps the baby is a girl. We will know for sure next week.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Baby Update...
So I've concluded that morning sickness would be a great weight loss program and ab workout if it weren't associated with pregnancy! haha not that I go for people who do that sort of thing... I am slowly trying to take myself of my medication. I have reduced it by half but learned the other day that going without it is still not a good idea! I have lost 12 pounds since May, although looking at my belly I wonder how? At 14 weeks I had to buy maternity pants. Many who see me think I am much farther along!
I'm very happy that my sister in law, Ashley is expecting a baby a month after us. She's had some difficulties before and we just keep praying for them. It will be so great for these babies to grow up the same age as I know I had a great childhood with my cousin who was less than a year younger than I.
My doctor has informed me that as of recent the Naval Hospital ultrasound tech does not disclose the sex of the baby unless it is deemed medically necessary?!?! WHAT?! I was like "are you kidding me?" That is the dumbest thing I've ever heard and I'm pretty sure that if I were to ask they would tell me. I couldn't believe when he said that. Either way we are planning to go when I am 18 weeks for a sonogram to find the sex of the baby at a private company in town. We knew with Morghan at 16 weeks.
We have not decided on names, but we do know that we don't want the more common names people have these days that sound like made up names lol. We will not finalize the name until the baby is born. Some choices we have are Grace, Leah, Elizabeth, Mariah, Samuel, Ryan and Nathanial. We have months to have a final list and when the day arrives we will announce the name we have picked.
I'm very happy that my sister in law, Ashley is expecting a baby a month after us. She's had some difficulties before and we just keep praying for them. It will be so great for these babies to grow up the same age as I know I had a great childhood with my cousin who was less than a year younger than I.
My doctor has informed me that as of recent the Naval Hospital ultrasound tech does not disclose the sex of the baby unless it is deemed medically necessary?!?! WHAT?! I was like "are you kidding me?" That is the dumbest thing I've ever heard and I'm pretty sure that if I were to ask they would tell me. I couldn't believe when he said that. Either way we are planning to go when I am 18 weeks for a sonogram to find the sex of the baby at a private company in town. We knew with Morghan at 16 weeks.
We have not decided on names, but we do know that we don't want the more common names people have these days that sound like made up names lol. We will not finalize the name until the baby is born. Some choices we have are Grace, Leah, Elizabeth, Mariah, Samuel, Ryan and Nathanial. We have months to have a final list and when the day arrives we will announce the name we have picked.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
When Is It Enough?
Somewhere between Monday night and Tuesday morning a wall was built and a friendship came to a close.
I don't call enough.
Don't talk enough.
I don't care enough.
I don't say "I miss you" enough.
I don't return calls fast enough.
I don't respond to text messages fast enough.
I'm not emotional enough.
I don't have enough time.
I don't listen well enough.
Even my husband is not good enough.
This list could go on forever.
These are the things I am told on a regular basis by someone who was supposed to be my best friend. Can you guess who ended the friendship? You are wrong if you said me. Shocking, right? Who in their right mind would stick around and be friends with someone who constantly makes you feel like nothing you do is good enough? Apparently me.
Monday night, said best friend decided on their own that they no longer want to be friends with me. Ironic isn't it? After 15+ years they still expect me to change and do everything their way. Now I am sure someone was backing her in this decision. None the less, they made a post on facebook about me, ignored my messages and an hour later deleted me... and that was that.
In the end, after 15+ years... I just wasn't a good enough friend because I couldn't be at their beck and call doing things their way every time. If I missed a few calls because I was busy and didn't return them fast enough... I was told that "I didn't miss her"... I didn't realize I needed to check in?! This has been a repeat case over the past few months so I can't say that I'm not entirely surprised. However, a complete and total ending to a friendship is not something I foresaw. Drifting apart, yah. I still have very dear friends from high school that I keep in touch with, so I figured it would just end up that way. Not any time soon mind you, but eventually.
I suppose the funniest thing to happen since then was that someone else on facebook made a post about people and their drama acting like they are back in high school, dragging people down in their games. I couldn't help but laugh when a few comments later was my old best friend saying "Amen!"... They are the most dramatic person I've ever met in my entire life and the irony was just too much. If anyone should have said "Amen!" it should have been me, against her! hahaha
Of all the things they have ever accused me of doing to "hurt them" I'm pretty sure they took the Gold that night. Never in my wildest thoughts would I have ever done something so cold. I can still feel the knife in back. To think that we had spoken only a few days earlier and they acted as though everything was fine still bothers me. If you intended on doing this, why call and carry on a fake conversation? Oh well, you live and you let go. Yes that's 15+ years of laughs, secrets, promises, etc that are gone but what can you do? I'm tired of fighting, so I give up. My husband is worried about me seeing as he is deployed, Morghan is in Texas and I'm here alone fighting a tough pregnancy. He wants me to patch things up, but I will not be the first to ever say anything to that person. Time heals all wounds and all I can say is... I'm praying for you!
I don't call enough.
Don't talk enough.
I don't care enough.
I don't say "I miss you" enough.
I don't return calls fast enough.
I don't respond to text messages fast enough.
I'm not emotional enough.
I don't have enough time.
I don't listen well enough.
Even my husband is not good enough.
This list could go on forever.
These are the things I am told on a regular basis by someone who was supposed to be my best friend. Can you guess who ended the friendship? You are wrong if you said me. Shocking, right? Who in their right mind would stick around and be friends with someone who constantly makes you feel like nothing you do is good enough? Apparently me.
Monday night, said best friend decided on their own that they no longer want to be friends with me. Ironic isn't it? After 15+ years they still expect me to change and do everything their way. Now I am sure someone was backing her in this decision. None the less, they made a post on facebook about me, ignored my messages and an hour later deleted me... and that was that.
In the end, after 15+ years... I just wasn't a good enough friend because I couldn't be at their beck and call doing things their way every time. If I missed a few calls because I was busy and didn't return them fast enough... I was told that "I didn't miss her"... I didn't realize I needed to check in?! This has been a repeat case over the past few months so I can't say that I'm not entirely surprised. However, a complete and total ending to a friendship is not something I foresaw. Drifting apart, yah. I still have very dear friends from high school that I keep in touch with, so I figured it would just end up that way. Not any time soon mind you, but eventually.
I suppose the funniest thing to happen since then was that someone else on facebook made a post about people and their drama acting like they are back in high school, dragging people down in their games. I couldn't help but laugh when a few comments later was my old best friend saying "Amen!"... They are the most dramatic person I've ever met in my entire life and the irony was just too much. If anyone should have said "Amen!" it should have been me, against her! hahaha
Of all the things they have ever accused me of doing to "hurt them" I'm pretty sure they took the Gold that night. Never in my wildest thoughts would I have ever done something so cold. I can still feel the knife in back. To think that we had spoken only a few days earlier and they acted as though everything was fine still bothers me. If you intended on doing this, why call and carry on a fake conversation? Oh well, you live and you let go. Yes that's 15+ years of laughs, secrets, promises, etc that are gone but what can you do? I'm tired of fighting, so I give up. My husband is worried about me seeing as he is deployed, Morghan is in Texas and I'm here alone fighting a tough pregnancy. He wants me to patch things up, but I will not be the first to ever say anything to that person. Time heals all wounds and all I can say is... I'm praying for you!
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