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Sunday, September 30, 2007Week One RecapThey LIE: No matter what I read on breastfeeding it all says the same thing. "Breastfeeding shouldn't hurt if your doing it right." Personally I think that's a crock of shit. Because no matter who I talk to who has breastfed they ALL say that in the beginning it hurts no matter what. So I guess that means that everyone in the world is doing it wrong? I doubt it. Why can't all those books and all those Lactation consultants just say that "YES it's going to hurt in the beginning. Your nipples aren't used to having THAT much attention so obviously they are going to be sore. If after the first week or so they are getting worse instead of better THEN maybe your doing it wrong. Otherwise, relax a little bit of discomfort is normal. Why? Cause they don't want to scare you off, THAT'S WHY! Enter Jealousy: So we had our first little issue with Allie. She got mad that I was feeding Luke instead of doing something with her and she hit him right on the head. Luckily it wasn't hard at all (she held back) and it was with an open hand, but still!!! He's so little, it wont take much to hurt him. Well needless to say Mike brought her for a time out in her room and tried to explain to her that she is NOT to hit. This hitting thing is new. She hits everyone, lightly as to not hurt them but just to show her displeasure with something. She actually will hit you and then say "sorry" right after. It's like she knows she's not supposed to do it and that if she says sorry RIGHT after then it's all OK! Anyway, the time out didn't work all that well cause when she came back in she came over to Luke (who was still eating totally oblivious) said sorry and did nice to him. Then 5 seconds later hit him again, and went RIGHT back into time out. *sigh* Accidental Parenting Is it bad that I taught Allie that the word for breasts is boobies? It seemed like a childish word for them. *shrug* Actually this happened a while ago. I think that I said it in passing one day when she kicked me in my chest by mistake. "Be careful of mommy's boobies!" And BAM, that was their name. I also taught her that the name for vagina (god I hate that word) is "Privates". I totally wasn't ready for the question. I was changing her diaper and we were doing body parts. Knees. Head. Hair. Nose. Feet. Then she points down and says "ummm?" and then looks at me with an inquizical look. (which is how she asks you what something is). I was like, "ummm ummm uhhhh Privates?" And she responded, "Hi Privates!! Morning!!!" LOLOL. As I'm typing this, I think I might have posted this story before, but the boobie part is a hot word these days now that I'm breastfeeding. She's saying it constantly. Evey time it's time to feed Luke (every 2 hours or so) she says "Luke's getting nummies? *points at my chest* from Mommy's boobies" LOL yes, Allie from the boobie bar. LOL I hate to say this out loud, but...: I think that the nursing is going well. *knocks on every piece of wood in the room* I still got that little wince when he first latches on, but with a small adjustment the rest of the feed goes well with no pain. Also they look good (as usual! LOL kidding). Occasionally a bit sore to the touch, but no real visible issues to speak of. Is it possible that this nursing thing could work? *cringe* Cause seriously, after everything that I've posted about really wanting this to work, I never really thought it was gonna. Diaper Duty: So, Mike has been on diaper duty. Not sure he's in love with the idea, but the way I put it is: I do the feeding and you do the diapers. Sounds fair, right? Except of course feeding is a lot more enjoyable than getting peed on. *shrug* But I say, especially at night, that I have to be up for the 45 minutes it takes him to eat and burp and all he's gotta do is be slightly disturbed by me putting the TV on (with barely any sound, if at all) and then at the end go and change a diaper. Plus he's been home from work this past week so I'm taking advantage of him while I can. I'm pretty sure that I will be relieving him from his mid-night diaper duty once he goes back to work......reluctantly. We don't care what you have to say woman, we want pictures!: I know, I know.....but in order to get pictures off my camera I have to venture downstairs to the desktop and I haven't made that trip yet. Sorry....It's coming I swear. Here, I have this one that someone sent me:   
Wednesday, September 26, 2007I actually have CHILDREN now!Hey all! Thank you all for the well wishes, we are all doing fine. And by fine I mean Mike and I are a little cranky, Allie is being...well...a handful, and my nipples hurt from breastfeeding. But other than THAT things are going well. LOL They could be SOOO much worse to be sure. The C-Section was much better this time around. I'm not sure if it's because Luke weighed a pound less than Allie, or because he wasn't as high as her, but they didn't have to beat me up as much to get him out which seems to be helping with my recovery. I did however get a Percocet 'script to take home for those times when I really need it, otherwise I'm on Advil. Luke is very cute (much cuter than that pic Mike posted where he was all swollen just after birth) and sooo little. He's got tons of hair, and when I say tons I mean all over him...the kid's got sideburns and a bit of a beard for goodness sake. My doctor said it's cause he was a little early and it will all go away. He lost a bunch of weight while I was in the hospital and although he was born 7lbs 14oz, he came home at 7lbs 3oz. At one point he went down to 7lbs 1oz and they almost talked me into supplementing with formula, but he ended up gaining 2oz that night! He's not the best eater as of yet, he just likes sleeping a lot. I was actually having to wake him up in the hospital to feed him (which I'm not a fan of doing), and when he does eat he gets tired after 5 - 10 min most of the time, which of course means that he wants to eat every hour n a half. I can tell he's got his nights and days a bit mixed up. Not because he's up all night, but because he starts to actually wake up and open his eyes right around 4pm. Then the feeding after that he's actually has enough energy to get a 15 - 20 min feeding in. The nights aren't horrible, he's been giving me 3 hours at a time. Which is more than I can say for his day time feedings. Mostly cause, like I said he's got more energy at night. Oh BTW, speaking of his eyes being open.....there is no WAY he will be following in his sister's footsteps with the big blue eyes. His eyes are already one shade away from being dark brown. Hey ya never know, he might even resemble me. *GASP* Sorry, no pictures yet just a quick update. More are coming I promise!!! Labels: It's all about me, Oh baby
Sunday, September 23, 2007.....and then there were four!Hey everyone, Mike here. Just wanted to give you a quick update. Luke is here! He was born 9/21/07 @ 7:46am. He weighed 7 lbs, 14 oz and was 20" long. I know Jenn will write a whole post about it, but I wanted to just say that everyone's ok. Here's a picture to hold you over: +of+DSCF2360.JPG) Labels: It's all about me, Oh baby, Picture Perfect
Thursday, September 20, 2007Rational ThoughtsI like that my family and friends know about this blog. It enables them (if they choose) to keep up with what's going on here at the Maniacal Household, and of course get their fix of pictures of Allie. However, it's not always a good thing. I love to blog. It gives me the ability to get all those inside thoughts that are rattling around in my head down on "paper" which in turn gets them out of my head so I don't have to think or stress over them anymore. This allows me to actually sleep at night instead of thinking about all of it. Works very well. But sometimes when you read those things, that need to come out of my head, out loud it could seem as if I'm freaking out over something that I'm not. Take my post from Tuesday. Me and Allie had a bad couple of hours around nap time. Being the 9 month pregnant woman that I am with hormones raging inside of me, I may have went over the deep end a little and actually *GASP* cried. To the people who know me, they know that I don't cry. EVER. I mean it takes a lot to get a tear out of me. So when they read that I was crying they get a little panicky and think: Oh shit, she's losing it!!!!! Meanwhile in reality, it was a bad hour or two in an otherwise pleasant day. Now that I wrote down all those fears (some rational some not) that I had within that bad hour or two, I'm fine. I'm not sitting here curled in a ball freaking out worrying over every little thing. I have a couple of underlying thoughts and worries about having a second baby, but I don't think they are uncommon or out of control. I know everything will be fine and things will find their way of working themselves out. I actually sleep at night because of my ability to push all the crap in my head on this blog. But wait!!!! That sleep is short lived cause I'm having a baby TOMORROW!!!! AHHHHHHHHH OMG WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!?!?!?!?!!? *CRY* tee hee, just kidding. BTW, Mike and I are posting together about even MORE fears and anticipations having to do with #2, come visit us this week at Labels: It's all about me, Preggo Blues
Tuesday, September 18, 2007Is it really almost over, or has it yet to begin?In 3 days I'm going to have another child. Can I really hack this? Today, during Allie's "I refuse to sleep for anyone but my DADDY" tantrum we both cried for a while. I was trying to get her to stop crying and instead I started. After we both had a bit of a melt down I finally went in there and picked her up and rocked her on the rocking chair. I think I scared her a bit with my hormonal breakdown. She quickly fell asleep and I was finally able to put her in her crib for a much needed nap. And when I say much needed, I mean for both of us. Those nap breaks for mom are about to be over. No way I'm gonna get them both to nap at the same time. In fact, I have this horrible feeling that this baby is going to just eliminate Allie's nap all together. First, I won't be able to put her in her crib with the lifting restriction after the C-Section. Second, I won't be able to be playing these games trying to put her down for a nap for an hour (cause "I want Daaaadeeeeeeeeeeeeee") with a baby to take care of. And third, I'm not going to have the patience for any of it. These are the times when I wish I was able to nip this in the bud earlier in her life so that I could just read her a book, lay her down, give her a kiss, and walk out of the room so she could fall asleep on her own. I KNOW this is not a dream situation that I concocted in my head. REAL people have been able to accomplish this....people I know. Whatever.....too late now. I can't see me fixing that in 3 days. And once the baby comes she's gonna be all messed up anyway. I'm NOT having Allie associate CIO with the baby showing up....so forget it. I'm hoping that my problem at the moment is that I'm 3 days from delivery and my emotions are running wild. Or that I'm huge and pregnant and have no energy or patience to deal with a 2 year old. What I fear is that it's just not in me to have children this close together and have the head to stay home with them. Whenever I say things like this to Mike he responds with: And YOU wanted THREE! Or: And we only have one, wait till you have the second one. You may not WANT to stay at home with them. This scares the shit out of me. Is that possible? I mean, that's what I've always wanted to do.....could it be that regardless of want, that I might not be able to hack it? Labels: Preggo Blues
Sunday, September 16, 2007Note to self...If you are planning to wear WHITE pants to an adult party later in the night, you probably SHOULDN'T wear them to a 2 year old birthday party earlier that same day. In fact, maybe we should just change that note to: Don't wear WHITE pants to a kids birthday party EVER, you stupid idiot! Yes. even if they ARE the only pants that fit your 9 month preggo body. p.s. Go check out our newest couple on Dad said Mom said this week. =o) Labels: Preggo Blues
Sunday, September 09, 2007Random Thoughts 1.5 Weeks Before DeliveryMINE!! As we get down to the final week Mike and I have begun to bring down some of the baby equipment that we still have from Allie. You know, the swing, the car seat, the bouncy seat, the crib aquarium, stuff like that. Start getting that stuff cleaned up from sitting in the attic for so long and get it ready. Every time a new item appears from the attic Allie acts like it's Christmas. The car seat came out first and she promptly gasped and ran up to it pointing saying: MINE!!!! And then attempted to buckle herself into it. At that moment, that car seat was the BEST TOY EVER!!! We tried to tell her that she's too big for it now, and that although yes it was hers she was gonna let Luke use it. Her little eyebrows went down and she looked at us like: Why would I want to do that? It's MINE! I'm assuming this is going to be a problem since everything, including some clothes, used to be hers. EVERY-THING! Boobies for eating?!?!?! On the other hand Allie is starting to really embrace this whole baby thing. She keeps asking me when "Luke" is coming out cause she wants to hold him, and help change his diaper, and give him a bottle. Of course I'm going to attempt to NOT give him a bottle and breastfeed him instead, which she's never witnessed anyone ever do before. Not sure how she'll react to that. I'm hoping this is NOT going to be a problem, since I'll be probably having enough problems with that as is. To cry or not to cry... As far as the sleeping issue from the other post, Allie is sleeping through the night again. *knock on wood* And for the record, I'm all for Crying It Out if necessary but I just didn't think this was a time or place for it. I mean Allie has been sleeping through the night since she's 8 weeks old, so obviously she knows how to put herself back to sleep. I didn't think that just because she was going through something that was waking her up all of a sudden (whatever that may be)that I should react to that with making her cry it out till she fell asleep. Especially when she's about to go through so many changes with the new baby coming. It's not like she's gonna be two and doesn't sleep through the night yet, ya know? I suck at writing blog posts these days, they have no point. My brain is all over the place. *shrug* I guess I'll call this one done. Labels: Oh baby, Preggo Blues
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