35 Weeks

We are seriously almost there! I can not even believe that bundle will make her appearance sometime in the next 5 weeks.  Can I get an OMG?? I mean seriously, this pregnancy has flown by.  However, I am getting to the point right now where time is starting to tick tick tick tick.  Anyone who has been pregnant knows what I mean.  I am seriously to the point where I feel as though I am a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. It is so weird to think that "I could go into labor today", every single day of your life.

I think I am going to actually chronicle the last few weeks of this pregnancy (stop the world!).  I feel so bad that I have waited until this point, but these last few weeks are where all the interesting details occur anyway. 

Emotionally:  Emotionally this week I am about the same.  I am ready/not ready at the exact same time.  I can't wait to not be pregnant, to see my baby girl, to love on her, to watch Caleb with her, and to begin our new life.  However, I am still trying to take in each and every day with Caleb before she arrives, and I do not want our time as a family of three to fly by so quickly.  I am emotional because Caleb is so clingy to me right now, and I am scared that he will see the baby as taking his place once she arrives.  I still have the general gitters that I think any mama would have realizing that in a few short weeks she will have TWO UNDER TWO!! Very few plan it this way, and I pray to God every day that I can handle it.  I worry that we will literally be locked in my house and that I will go stir crazy because it will be such a task at first to take two children out.  I still want to be able to have a life like we have had with Caleb, and I hope that I can get them into a routine where it will work for me.  I am also worried about sleep deprivation.  Caleb has always been a great sleeper, and I am really going to have to adjust myself back to the newborn wakeful stage, and then still get up at the butt crack of dawn with him.  Only God will be able to get me through the first few weeks of this I am sure.

Physically:  I had an appointment last week with the doctor where I discussed some issues I have been having. Basically I have been having severe braxton hicks that last for about an hour at a time, and severe cramping at least one hour out of every day. I am also feeling a lot of dilating pressure and pain.  He basically said that it could be one of two things...I could be feeling contractions sooner because it is my second pregnancy or it could be signs that I will have an early delivery this time around.  They are giving me my first check next Wed, and I swear I would not be surprised if I am like 2-3 centimeters.  I had severe cramping last night at a friends house and I swear I thought I was going to go into labor.  I am to the point where the simple tasks are not so simple.  Getting up from the floor is so hard, rolling over takes about three different tries, and chasing after Caleb is enough to wear me out every day.  A bath is a must at night, and I always beg hubby to rub on my back just a little to take away all the aches and pains before bed.  Colostrum is now leaking like a fossit, and none of my bras are comfortable anymore.  Infact, most of my clothes are not comfortable any more.  I have gained 20 lbs so far, and I basically sit around the house with my belly hanging out at all times during the day.  I have an increased appetite, and knock on wood, the heartburn is not nearly as bad as it was with Caleb.  Did I mention that physically I am DONE!

Things Going On This Week:

• Nursery is a work in progress.  The walls are painted, bedding is ordered, projects are being completed, and closet is organized. 
• I need to wash all the newborn clothing and get it ready for when she arrives.  I also need to get a few more newborn and 0-3 month clothes because she literally has like 5 outfits to leave the house in.
• Almost done working.  I gave them my 2 weeks due to the physical strain on the pregnancy, and the emotional toll it was taking on my life right now.  I can not wait until work is over. 
• Going to take C to the childrens museum this weekend for some mama dada time.  So excited!

Here is a pic of me at 35 weeks. Sorry it is so small it is taken with my phone.

 

Hey Ralphy

Once again my little man looked like Ralphy from A Christmas Story, when we ventured out to play in the snow today. Caleb is no longer running a fever, and seems to be feeling a bit better (thank God), and since hubby and I were both home for a snow day today we decided to venture out. Now when I say venture I mean total of like 30 minutes. Caleb was not as into it as we thought he would be. He basically could not figure out how to walk in his clothing, or grab at snow with his gloves on, or how to function in general. He basically just sat in the snow and laughed as Nick and I threw snow at each other and the dogs. We tried to build a snowman but the snow was to light. Caleb did enjoy taking a ride in his swing that he had not used since summer though.

When we were getting dressed to go outside I pulled out all my ski gear.  Well, needless to say my size small ski pants do not fit over my 34 week belly.  They would  not even zip.  Good thing it was just us out back. 

After the task of taking off all the snow clothing we came in and I made him Hot Strawberry Milk. One of my personal favorites, because I hate chocolate. My child however, was not a fan and I am sure he would have loved hot chocolate 10 times more. The rest of the day was spent playing inside, napping, and sanitizing every toy in Caleb's room to rid us from the pink eye germs.

I love snow days with my little family even if my child is still a little overwhelmed with the whole idea

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Sick Days

Seriously I feel as though sickness has overtaken our home.  For the past 2 months I swear that every time I turn around Caleb is sick again with something.  Either he is teething/cranky and has a runny nose and cough to go along with it, or he has a broken leg, or pink eye, or an unknown fever etc.  It is breaking my heart.  I swear he was maybe sick 3 times his entire first year of life, and this toddler stage sickness is crazy.  So crazy to me because he does not even attend daycare so I do not know where he catches everything. 

Last night Caleb was not feeling so great before bath.  He coughed so hard that he literally puked all over me, and was so upset afterward.  He woke up at midnight with a fever and was so upset.  We got him calmed down and he sat with Nick and I on the couch for a long time.  Then hubby realized that his little heart was RACING, and he was breathing as quick as a newborn, and there was a red rash on his cheeks.  I immediately ran to the computer and looked up "normal toddler heart rates", and then we pulled out my trusty stethoscope that I used for the year I was in nursing school back in the day.  Anyway we realized that Caleb's was about 20 bpm above normal and we both started getting worried.  We decided to call the pediatrician at 1 am.  Yes, I am the mother that calls and wakes up my beloved pedi in the middle of the night with symptoms that I am sure will lead to the death of my child.  The doctor explained that the red face and racing heart were common with fevers, and that if he became unresponsive or to lethargic that we should take him to the ER. If not he recommended coming in today if the problems continued. 

Caleb ended up sleeping in our bed all night last night, and hubby and I both randomly checked on his breathing and heart rate all throughout the night. This morning however, he has no rash, no racing heart, is breathing normal, but still feels like poo. He slept in until 11, and he is napping again.  He is very clingy and yucky feeling. I feel so bad because I can not keep him healthy.  I hate teething and all its symptoms and the pink eye and viral infections and every other sickness in the world. 

I mean does sickness not realize that we only have up to 42 days left with only little man, and that we want this last month to be fun?  Did I mention that I hate sickness. 

Here are a few pictures of my cute little man (sick or not he is just to precious)

The Pink is in the Eye

So, this weekend has been a pretty uneventful one.  Mostly due to the fact that little man came down with pink eye.  Ughh.  Pink eye is so awful. I used to always catch it when I was younger, and I was so sad when I realized that was what he had.  He awoke from his late nap on Friday with gooped together eyes, and was pretty darn miserable.  We headed to the pediatrician first thing Saturday morning, where the pink eye was confirmed. He also had a bit of a viral infection in his lungs so they gave him a steroid shot to clear that up. On top of all of that 2 molars are coming in. Poor little guy. 

So, basically we have quarantined ourselves all weekend, and I have been washing bedding and hands like crazy.  Tomorrow (after the contagious time wears off) I am going to sanitize all toys.  Hubby and I have just been praying that we do not get it.  That would suck so bad to be 8 months prego with pink eye.  So pray that we some how do not get it.  It will literally be a miracle if I escape it, because my little mans face is basically right in mine all day everyday.  Have I mentioned he has become a Mama's boy lately?  Even though it wears me out I love it. 

Here is a video of him being cute just because....

Christmas in January

I know I know I am so behind, and I promise I am making every effort to catch up.  I mean I know you all are just biting your nails waiting to hear about our Christmas.  I know you just can't sleep at night waiting for this post. Right? Uhh huh yea, I would like to believe that my blog is that appealing, but in all reality I am writing this post more for my own memories.  However, if you do decide to read I hope you enjoy hearing about our second Christmas with our little man.

Christmas this year was a little different.  Due to the pregnancy I was unable to travel to my hometown at all.  Generally if we do not go down for Christmas, then we go down shortly after. However, this year my family had to come to me.  The weekend before Christmas I planned to have family in, and I was planning on cooking a roast for dinner. I awoke however, early on Saturday morning to find that all the power on our street was out, and that our house was FREEZING.  I immidiately scooped Caleb up and we walked aimlessly around stores for hours (did I mention it was the Saturday before Christmas?). Yea, that was not a fun experience. Anyway, my dad and sister soon arrived in town, my power came back on, and we all cooked dinner together.  Basically my dad cooked for us instead of me cooking for them, but he has more years of experience, and I will take a break when I can get it.  Caleb of course was the center of attention, and he was spoiled rotten with gifts.

Christmas Eve this year was spent with Nick's mamas family. She is one of 12 siblings so their get togethers are huge!! Caleb was just awful on Christmas Eve.  Combination of being tired and teething=fussy baby.  The only thing that made him happy was playing on top of the air hockey table, and god forbid we move him from it.  The air hockey table now sits on the ground because of this.  Unfortunately, he would not allow anyone to hold him or even look at him.  Not the best of nights. We did get a few cute pics before hand though.

This pic is a little blurry but Caleb is showing us his baby sister 

He kind of resembles Chris Farley in this pic :)

We can't get a good pic without the binky

This year we did our very first Christmas morning at our own home.  Nick and I stayed up late making sure Santa prepared all of Caleb's gifts correctly, and then little man woke us up around 8 am.  I brought him into bed to snuggle and drink his milk, and we read the Christmas story from the Bible before we went to open presents.  Caleb was not quite as excited about all of his new gifts as I thought he would be.  He was still kind of clingy and yucky feeling.  However, all of that changed when dada opened one of his new gifts. I had bought Nick a new wallet, and he started moving cards from his old wallet to the new one.  OMG Caleb was in heaven playing with Nick's old cards and wallet, and all the other toys did not matter at all. He carried those cards and wallet around all morning.  So funny. 

Taking in his new ball pit.

Oh the credit cards!

He did take a break to give the dogs Christmas kisses.

After our Christmas morning at home we packed up and headed to Nick's parents house for breakfast and more gifts.  Caleb was once again beyond spoiled, and I think that his aunts and uncles were grateful for that. I swear everyone played with his toys for over an hour. The rest of Christmas day and night was spent there, and it was very relaxing and family oriented. Great second Christmas with our little man. 

The day after Christmas we got to spend some time with this new mama and family. Baby Declan was just too cute, and I was so glad I got to finally meet him.