Saturday, December 27, 2014

2nd Pregnancy: Week 17

BAHHHHHHH. I finally felt the baby move!!! It wasn't a random kick. This was definitely movement or more like a flutter, and it happened on Christmas day! What a great gift from my little bean. This happened several times the next morning and the next day. This sign of life was definitely a sign from God as I've stopped the morning sickness, nausea, and vomiting throughout the day 5 days ago. 

For 2 days I was starting to worry as my pregnancy symptoms were subsiding, and I still hadn't felt this little one move yet. God is constantly telling me to trust Him, that He is in control of the knitting of this baby in my womb. Throughout this pregnancy He is constantly whispering to me not to worry and let go of all the persistent anxiety that I had experienced through the bleeding and cramping a couple of weeks ago and even when everything was normal. 

My Christmas is now complete with a quaint and traditional Christmas Eve with Josh's family going to a Christmas Eve service, eating Étouffée for dinner, playing a family card game, and opening one gift before bed. We also had a traditional Christmas day with opening the rest of the gifts and stockings at the crack of dawn since Shepherd woke everyone up at 6:30am. We ate prime rib, green beans, mashed potatoes, and rolls for lunch, played Mexican train dominos anytime Shepherd was sleeping, and then we vegged the rest of the day. 

The next couple of days were spent with my family. I got to see my Dad Friday night and spend some time with him, "Pops." I think I ate a full meal every other hour until midnight. Never have I ever been so hungry. The next day all the traditions began. I love these non-traditional traditions we share each holiday. There are a plethora of family members on my mom's side, so we have all agreed to just buy gifts for the kids - 10 kids!!! We have a 6 mos baby, 1 yr old, three 4 yr olds, two 6 yr olds, a 9 yr old, a 10 yr old, and a 12 yr old!!!! It gets a little crazy. Before the madness of gift opening we have an elaborate Mexican lunch complete with green chile enchiladas, king ranch casserole, chili, chicken and steak fajitas, tamales, taco salad with all the fixin's you can think up, Spanish rice, queso, homemade guacamole and pico, and salsa. My tastebuds exploded with a "thank you" each time I took a bite! Kentucky has a tiny selection of decent Mexican food, but they have nothing NOTHING that compares to TexMex. I may or may not have had seconds, thirds, and fourths....  And I am not sorry. I think I might still be in the afterglow of it all. Every hour starting at noon, the kids opened one gift on the hour when the clock chimed and played a Christmas song. I LOVE this tradition, because the kids are able to enjoy their gift/toy for an entire hour and they know who it is from. It cuts out the overwhelming I-have-a-1000-gifts-and-I-don't-know-who-they-are-from-but-thanks experience. They opened a gift every hour until 6pm, and we had them open two gifts to end the present opening. Baby 2.0 got only one gift, a touch, feel, and look book!

Then the kids played a game with a volleyball sized ball made out of Saran wrap with dozens of candy wrapped all in the ball. The first person starts unwrapping the ball and collecting candy and the next person rolls dice until they roll a double. Then it is that person's turn to start unwrapping the ball and so on. The adults played a similar version of this game except the ball contained lotto tickets, gift cards, and cash - much more profitable. The adults (16 of us) played white elephant with a kitchen theme. Then of course we play games after all the kids go to bed in to the wee hours of the night. It has been such a great week!

17 weeks 2 days

How far along? 17 weeks
Baby is the size of a: Onion
Total weight gain: Honestly I have no idea... I am guessing a lot! 

Waist Measurement: I still haven't measured! I am behind on this one.  
Maternity clothes? Maternity clothes or baggy clothes. I am IN LOVE with my new Jessica Simpson skinny jeans with the stretchy waist band. Why do we only wear these in pregnancy again?
Stretch marks? No, but I switched belly butter creme since the Honest Company's Belly Balm wasn't cutting it. It didn't spread very far, and I couldn't get enough on my fingers. I wasn't going to spend 10 minutes rubbing on oily balm all over. I mean...who has time for that? I did like the ingredients though. I switched to Body Boost belly butter that I bought from Motherhood Maternity for $15, and I love it. I did get the fragrance free, because I thought I might get tired of smelling like vanilla and honey all the time. 
Sleep: Sleep has been wonderful. I have been getting up only once in the middle of the night. Do your kegels ladies! 
Best moment this week: Watching Shepherd play and play and play with Pappy, Grammy, Pops, Granna, and all his cousins this weekend. It was pure joy watching him interact with people who love him so much, but usually love him from a distance! 
Movement: YESSSSSS! Just flutters here and there!
Food cravings: No sweets - I have definitely been wanting pickles (which is normal for me when I'm not pregnant) and hearty foods such as chili, fully stacked sandwiches with the works, burgers, etc... 
Miss Anything? Nah...
Gender: Josh and I decided to wait to find out!
Symptoms: NONE! WAhhhhhoooooo!
Belly Button in or out? In.. It is definitely changing though. 
Wedding rings on or off? On
Mood?: Exhausted, but so overjoyed

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

2nd Pregnancy: Week 16

This past week I was thankful this little bean was still in my stomach and I wasn't traveling cross-country with two sickly babies. Quickly after the news about my grandpa passing, I finished up paperwork at my job and headed home. We scrambled to put together a suitcase to last me two weeks and Josh and Shepherd 3 1/2 weeks in Texas. We packed Shep's suitcase by throwing a load of laundry that probably needed 10 more minutes to fully dry straight in to his bag. Folding was low on the list of priorities, but don't worry - we had enough time to pack up our grinder, french press, scale, electric kettle, and fresh Kifu coffee beans. 

Within an hour, we had our car packed and real Christmas tree undecorated and on the porch for another family to pick up and enjoy for Christmas. We timed it perfectly so that we left right when Shepherd needed to go down for a nap. Two hours from our house, I looked back to see Shep awake and playing with what looked like a soggy cracker. Then I noticed his hands were all sticky. I looked over his car seat and, to my dismay, he had thrown up all over himself. He wasn't even mad about it, but he wasn't sure what to do with the mess all over his body. 

We immediately pulled over on the side of the highway. Josh stripped him down to his diaper outside of the car as I tried to clean his car seat out the best as wipes would let me. At this point Shep was crying and shivering. We switched, and I took Shep to change his diaper in the front seat while Josh tried to detail clean the now reeking car seat. I dressed Shep on my lap and just held him for a while until he warmed up. Finally we got back on the road and stopped about an hour and a half later for dinner at Panda Express. (that choice was all Josh's)

Shepherd was doing great! He was laughing, walking around, and ate almost all of his yogurt we gave him for dinner. I noticed his outfit was a little wet so I went to change him. OF FREAKING COURSE there was no changing table. Normally, I rage about sexism with there being no changing table in the men's restroom, but, seriously, not even in the women's?! Mad. Instead of just blatantly putting Shep on top of the table, I pushed two chairs together and changed him there. Except it wasn't just any diaper change. He had a diarrhea blow out. Everyone in the restaurant was watching. Josh was running out to the car to get a change of clothes while I am gagging from the smell (pregnancy can really get to me sometimes). For the second time that day, Shep got a wipey bath, but this time it was public. I dressed Shep and apologized for changing him out in the open, but I did politely suggest they get a changing table. 

About 15 minutes back in to our car ride, we here the gagging noises start and the yogurt vom odor fill the air. Josh pulled over in the nearest gas station. We had given Shep a lot of water so this time, the throw up was not so easily wiped out. I ended up sitting Shep naked in the gas station sink cupping and pouring warm water over him. Josh ended up having to disassemble the fabric, wash it out, and dry it with the hand dryer. Then instead of dumping the throw up in to the sink from the bottom of the car seat, he, in the moment (God love him), decided it was a good idea to dump it all on the restroom floor and clean the floor up. Once he stepped out of the restroom, Josh realized he had trailed Sheppy vomit all throughout the gas station. He went back and tile by tile wiped down the throw up. I bet the place has never been cleaner or more violated.  


With a slightly damp carseat, overly Febreezed car, and some Pedialyte, we were headed off again. I won't say who but one of us also had gas that was comparable to three day old road kill. We used the plastic sack I kept around incase of nausea for Shep's dirty clothes. I was starting to get nauseas from all the smells. Josh just told me, "if you need to throw up just do it in a diaper." This made for a very pleasant rest of the drive. We finally made it to Tulsa at 3am  Eastern time 2am Central time. Josh took a shower with Shep attempting to get the stench out of his hair and clean where we might have missed. We had arrangements for Shep to sleep in a pack-n-play at my cousin's house and a crib at Josh's parents house over the holiday. We completely forgot about what we were going to do once we got to Josh's sister's house. Shep is NOT the type to cosleep so that wasn't an option. We made a pallet of blankets on the floor for him instead. We gave him a bottle of milk (which we have been trying to ween him of) and Josh laid down with him trying to get him to fall asleep. 

Fail. Once he finished his milk, he was ready to play. Josh got a little more milk in his bottle and laid him in bed with us trying to get him, again, to fall asleep. Not even 5 minutes of having him lay down, he throws up in Haley's bed! For the second time that night, Josh took another shower with Shepherd. We stripped Haley's pillow cover as that is where most of the throw up landed, and around 3:30am Central time Haley and I ended up asleep in her bedroom. Shep was wide awake. Josh sacrificed and played with him in the living room for the rest of the night. He said Shep slept for about an hour on the foot of the couch with him. We got up at 7: 15am, ate breakfast with Haley, and left for Texas at 9am. I drove for the next two hours, and Josh drove the last 2 and a half. Josh got about a 15-minute-nap, but he wasn't able to sleep in the car. I, however, am the queen of car naps and slept the remainder of the car ride as did Shep. We made it to  my grandma's house in one piece. 

I promise for this next little one, I will be way more prepared for this sort of thing! 

16 weeks and 4 days

How far along? 16 weeks
Baby is the size of a: Avocado
Total weight gain: 7 pounds

Waist Measurement: I haven't measured this week as we've been out of town. 
Maternity clothes? Just a couple of shirts. I have about wore out my only pair of jeans I packed for this trip. I clearly wasn't calculating that one pair of jeans will not do for 2 weeks of vacation. 
Stretch marks? Nope
Sleep: Sleep has been great when I can get it. 
Best moment this week: Rejoicing with family and friends that my Grandpa Joe Bob is not suffering anymore. 
Movement: I am certain I felt a tiny jab. It felt like one ninja finger poke on the right side of my belly button or just below that area. I have no idea what else it could be, but I haven't felt anything else. 
Food cravings: I have NOT been wanting sweets. Salty and sour sounds good, but nothing specific still. 
Miss Anything? I miss not being able to wear my clothes! 
Gender: We could find out the gender in the next couple of weeks, but Josh and I decided to torture the grandparents and aunts/uncles again by not finding out the gender. 
Labor Signs: No
Symptoms: Same as usual. Nausea and vomiting. Although the day of my grandpa's funeral I couldn't keep a single thing down. I had my usual morning sickness, but then I ate breakfast and couldn't keep that down. Then I threw up again, because my stomach was empty, which causes the nausea in my pregnancy. After the funeral and graveside I threw up my lunch and later dinner. I just gave up. We decided this was a stomach bug, not so much pregnancy. I woke up the next morning and felt like a million bucks. Crazy weird 24 hour virus.. 
Belly Button in or out? In? It is definitely changing. 
Wedding rings on or off? On
Mood?: Exhausted

Saturday, December 20, 2014

2nd Pregnancy: Week 15

I am so late in posting this blog - a week and a day to be exact, but my world has been in total chaos with a regular routine. As in, I was still working my regular 40 hours a week, going home to play with Shepherd, eat dinner, possibly watching a little bit of Survivor with Josh, and going to sleep as soon as possible. However, I started bleeding again Sunday, the 7th, and spotted all day every day for an entire week. I wasn't in hysterics this time as the blood appeared to be older, and I just spotted... for days and days and days.

Even though the spotting wasn't enough to worry about, I emotionally and physically felt like crap throughout the week with continued morning sickness and nausea throughout the day. Not to mention I was a total wreck because the entire week was filled with tears as my Grandpa was to pass at any moment from his lung cancer. Since he had been on hospice at home in bad shape, I was calling him about every third day. We would talk about who had thrown up more - me from my pregnancy sickness or him from his cancer taking over his body. As morbid as it all sounds, it was a way we could lighten the mood about how awful we both felt. Although I am pretty sure he won..

I called my Grandpa Joe while I was grocery shopping on Wednesday, the 10th, and we blabbed for almost 30 minutes about life. He told me he regretted not being able to get on the floor and play with Shepherd or coming over to our cousin's house to be with him where we spent most of our time over Thanksgiving break since he had been so sick. He said that he felt Shep never got a chance to warm up to him. I told him as long as we were admitting things I was mad at him and myself for not getting a second to spend one on one alone time with him over Thanksgiving. There were so many people in the house, I mainly saw him from across the room other than the brief moments I sat my big grown pregnant booty in his lap for the last time and the kisses and hugs when we arrived and left. He said he would have taken me on a Grandfather/granddaughter date if I would have asked, but only to the next room because that's as far as his legs and lungs would allow him.

The last conversation I had with him was spurred by a conversation I had with my mentor, Louisa. I had never actually had a spiritual conversation with my grandpa and had no idea where he was in his salvation. I told him that I had never actually asked him about this and it is partly because I am selfish and wanted to see him again in Heaven. I asked him and he told me he had made peace with the Lord and was so ready to go. He asked me to pray that he would go quickly, peacefully, and painlessly. I asked if I could pray for him before we hung up on the phone and afterwards he said, "amen. That was a good prayer." We exchanged I love you's, and he passed this past Wednesday, the 17th.

He was so sad he would not be meeting this little peanut in my belly, but he said he had no preferences on baby names. That if I liked the name then he knew he would like it too. He also had enough energy the few days before he passed to tell my mom he was sad I cut my hair off. I mean, c'mon grandpa, my hair cut is sassy! (;

This is my tribute post to my favorite and only grandpa. He was such a serious man that liked things in order as an Air Force man would with a little bit of humor every once in a while, but his serious face never made me shy away. I've been told by every older family member including him that when every other person would avoid my grandpa out of irrational fear, I was always the one to climb up in his lap, grab his face with my two hands, and kiss him right on the lips. I loved his snuggles, and he will forever be a treasure in my heart. This baby and Shepherd will certainly hear of how loved I was by my grandpa and the things he taught me. I may teach them once they are 21 that I learned at his house a little bit of Bailey's in coffee makes a cup of Joe pretty tasty. (;

15 weeks and 2 days at our friend's wedding

How far along? 15 weeks
Baby is the size of a: Red apple
Total weight gain: 6-7 lbs

Waist Measurement: 34 inches
Maternity clothes? Must. Buy. Winter. Maternity. Pants. SO DESPERATE!
Stretch marks? Nope
Sleep: Sleep hasn't been bad.
Best moment this week: Errrr... maybe just that I might have possibly felt the baby kick? It was one thud, and it never happened again.
Movement: I mean the one kick that may have been something else. It is hard to say!
Food cravings: Just not anything sweet, but nothing specific. I am hungry all the time, but nothing sounds good! So weird....
Miss Anything? Nothing this week.
Gender: Still a surprise (:
Labor Signs: No
Symptoms: Nausea, vomiting, and fatigue. I am actually thankful for the morning sickness as this is a sign of a healthy baby. We haven't checked the fetal heart tones since the Monday after my first bleed. As long as the symptoms continue, I am holding on to a healthy pregnancy even with the worst-case-scenario thoughts in the back of my head.
Belly Button in or out? In, but seriously it kind of pops out after a heavy meal. haha
Wedding rings on or off? On
Just very emotional for my grandpa.

Monday, December 8, 2014

2nd Pregnancy: Week 14

***another DISCLAIMER: I have been talking about things that are graphic to many in my previous posts, but to be fair to any reader unknowingly stumbling upon this blog post, this post does contain content pertaining blood and vomit - Oh, the happiness pregnancy brings!***

I am trying to remember the last time I didn't either throw up or at least dry heave for an entire day. The different mentality is I am actually thankful for this sickness. Last weekend was scary with the bleeding (refer to last week's post) and possible miscarriage, but I am thankful for continued morning, or really all-day, sickness because that means this little babe is still healthy and moving around in there. 

I will admit feeling nauseated all day long sucks. It is right up there with a stuffy nose and sore throat that you've had for days... it doesn't completely disable you, but it definitely handicaps you until it is gone. Unfortunately, Zofran just doesn't do the trick to get rid of the nausea completely! I've Googled other remedies for nausea, but if you have any tips please comment below for myself and other mamas reading!

In addition to the nausea, I have had headaches almost every day and just felt sick to my stomach. I also had low blood sugar last Monday. I thankfully work with a bunch of nurses and when they checked it was 67 (normal is above 70). Two days later they checked it to see what my normal was and it was 120. So we'll see if I fail my glucose testing. This pregnancy is so interesting, because it is COMPLETELY opposite from my first pregnancy. I was aglow throughout most, if not all, of my pregnancy with Shepherd. I did have 3 weeks in there when I would feel nauseous, throw up, and feel better afterwards in the morning. It went away when I hit 12 week, and I expected the same with this little bun. And here we are 2 and a half weeks further in my pregnancy... 

Aside from the crappy symptoms, last Monday was the best day of this pregnancy since we first got to hear her or his little heart beat. Our sweet friend, Kendra Giffin, came over and used her Doppler to listen for heart tones. The tones came in strong in the 150s (maybe this baby is a girl! (; ). I just laid on my couch laughing and crying at the same time. All the stress and worry seemed to be appeased for a moment. Then I started thinking about how my body was healthier and more physically fit with this baby than when I was pregnant with Shepherd, but somehow I am having more health problems with this time around. It just blows my mind. I ate healthier, ran more, lifted more weights, and even brought down my body fat percentage while keeping my body weight the same before becoming pregnant. I had no idea being healthier - or maybe there is another reason - could possible cause problems with baby making. 

Okay end rant about healthiness..  This week I was happy to tell every one who asked that I was no longer spotting and baby 2.0's heart beat was a-beatin'! This was right up until Sunday morning when I started bleeding and spotting again. Thank the Lord it wasn't anything like the first time. I think it is just residual blood from last week, but it still isn't reassuring when you see anything abnormal. I didn't go in to panic mode, but the thought of losing this one never quite goes away. 

Unlike last week, I am not having any cramping and thankfully the bleeding and spotting hasn't been bright red, meaning it is old blood. This may sound like too much information, but I get asked for these specific updates on a regular basis. I am open about these happenings, because,believe it or not, many women have experienced or are experiencing these symptoms and they didn't have anyone to talk to or relate to before reading this.I think it helps me too when someone shares a similar experience, prayer, or encouraging comment. I believe all of your prayers have helped keep this baby healthy. I'll take the sickness in exchange for a healthy baby, but I wouldn't mind a prayer or two for this sickness to go away. (; Maybe these symptoms are just another sign of a little girl on her way! 

14 weeks and 2 days on 12/6/14

Yes! I did cut off over 12" this past Saturday 12/6. Here is a before and after. 

How far along? 14 weeks
Baby is the size of a: Large lemon!
Total weight gain: 5-7 pounds (depends on the time of day)

Waist Measurement: 33 inches
Maternity clothes? I still haven't busted them out yet! It'll happen soon.
Stretch marks? Nope
Sleep: Boo..hiss. Sleep still isn't wonderful.
Best moment this week: Hearing that sweet baby's heart beat in our house. It was an answered prayer. I had prepared myself to not hear anything. 
Movement: Not yet
Food cravings: Nothing... crazy.
Miss Anything? I just missed not vomiting all the time. I felt pretty classy throwing my guts up in Chuy's parking lot. I am positive someone thought I was having a hangover from the night before since my bump isn't prominent yet. 
Gender: Still a surprise (:
Labor Signs: No
Symptoms: Nausea, vomiting, headaches, and fatigue. I am also hungry all the time!
Belly Button in or out? In
Wedding rings on or off? On
Mood?: I've been anxious about the happenings of baby 2.0, but mainly I have just felt puny and tired. 
Looking forward to: I am looking forward to making a stocking for Shepherd, and while I am at it, I should make one for this baby too. Poor Shep didn't even get one his first Christmas (Sometimes I can be a slacker!)

Sunday, November 30, 2014

2nd Pregnancy: Week 13

This took me a little longer to post as I have been under the weather since Friday.  I have to warn you, this post may be slightly emotional due to the circumstances that have been going on. Before I update you on the scary, I'll fill you in on the great parts of my week leading up to this event.
We flew back from Texas, which was a heinous travel experience. Our flight was canceled after our first flight from Amarillo to Dallas. Our original flight from Dallas to Lexington was to leave at 2pm, but they rebooked us to leave at 8:45pm after the cancelled flight. Josh and I went in to panic mode as it was only 11:45am. We would be just fine playing cards, Facebooking, or reading with a 9 hour layover, but our 13 month old would absolutely lose his mind. We didn't actually find out about this cancellation until we were in the middle of eating our meal at Chili's just before our next plane was to board. Josh left the table and sprinted to the nearest terminal help desk to redirect our flights. He used his Amazing Race skills and ended up booking us a flight to Charlotte, NC..... The departure was in 20 minutes.

Josh, in panic, ran back to the table and asked for our ticket and to-go boxes. We were to go to Terminal E from Terminal C. The terminals were caddy-corner from each other on opposite sides of the airport. Taking the tram, a pregnant lady running with to-go boxes and a diaper bag, and Josh running holding Shep, his backpack, and carrying our rolling suitcase (as the wheel broke on our previous flight), we barely made it to our gate. They printed our tickets as the last person was boarding the plane. We made it to Charlotte just fine and, in the very last two seats, flew to Lexington shortly after arriving in North Carolina.

We spent Wednesday night through Friday morning in Harlan at our close friend's parents house. We were honored to be in such good company and eat such delicious food!

That was a longer blurb than I had anticipated! After returning home from Harlan on Friday, I went straight to work. I worked until 4, and came home after making a short trip to Targs. So basically, I didn't do anything special or eccentric that day. I got home and....

****I must put a disclaimer, because this is about to get super personal and, frankly, gory.****

Okay, back to what I was saying. I got home, kissed Shep, and used the restroom like normal - except it ended up not being normal at all. I realized the toilet was full of blood. This is absolutely terrifying to any pregnant woman who should not be having her period. I immediately burst in to tears and broke in to full panic. I didn't even get up from the toilet before I called my midwife. She calmly asked how much I had lost and what to do next. She wasn't too concerned, because of my history of two subchorionic hemorrhages. She said these can resolve themselves by either reabsorbing in to my body or coming out. Although she didn't say it, I had been told several times that bleeding could be an indicator of a miscarriage. 

I spent the next hour trying not to think the worst, but I continued to bleed. 

I started thinking about the moments I had shared with Shep that I may not get to spend with this little one if this bleeding is worse than my hematoma(s) resolving. I thought about last weekend when Shepherd wasn't feeling well, and he ended up cosleeping with me, WHICH he has NEVER done in his entire 13 months of life. At 2am as Shep was falling back asleep, I listened to his congested breathing and felt some drool run down my arm where Shep was resting his head. I thought about how not glamorous this part of parenting was, but how I wouldn't trade it for anything. I want this next baby to sleep so heavily on me that drool is spilling out of his or her mouth. 

The bleeding has since subsided, but I have continued to spot. I pray that God takes control of my body and my mind. I pray He protects this baby and sustains life, and that the bleeding is a good thing of the hematoma(s) just resolving. I pray He protects my mind giving me peace and prevents me from thinking of negative thoughts all day long. As of now, I don't have a preventative measure, but I will hopefully hear the heart beat tomorrow. As friends, family, or a random reader, please help us intervene with prayer; asking for God to protect this baby and that he or she is 100% healthy. 

13 weeks
Baby Hurst #2 at 12 weeks and 6 days

How far along? 13 weeks and 3 days
Baby is the size of a: Peach
Total weight gain:  4 pounds
Waist Measurement: 31.5 inches (same as last week)
Maternity clothes? Not yet! My mom is mailing them to me as we speak. 
Stretch marks? No... I don't even like that this question is on here! 
Sleep: Sleep has been interesting as we have continued to sleep out of town, and Shepherd cannot seem to sleep through the night in a pack-n-play. Last night, Shep slept all the way through the night, but I ended up getting sick in the middle of the night due to a migraine. I'll take waking up to use the restroom over running to the toilet getting sick with a pounding headache. 

Best moment this week: Spending time with my Sheppy and Josh no matter where we were. We were blessed to have a friend open up their home and welcome us as if we were family. Shep took well to everyone in their family, and I pray he continues to allow people to love on him like he did at the Thanksgiving dinner with people who were complete strangers to him. 
Movement: None yet, but at times I have thought I have felt something. I am still not sure yet. 

Food cravings: No specific craving - more like a fixation on a food. I wanted Chicken curry for almost an entire week. It wasn't that I was craving it, but I needed to taste it!!! I did from Planet Thai, and it was PERFECT!!!! 
Miss Anything? Nothing this week. I am thankful to be pregnant, and hopefully everything is okay. Symptoms: Morning sickness every single morning. 
Belly Button in or out? In
Wedding rings on or off? On
Mood? A little down from the happenings, but I am hopeful everything is okay. 
Looking forward to: I am looking forward to hearing our sweet baby's heart beat. 

Sunday, November 23, 2014

2nd Pregnancy: Week 12

Have I mentioned how I figured out I was pregnant? I work in a nursing home as a speech-language pathologist. Although I absolutely adore my patients, there are certain scents and sights that will make a pregnant lady running for the key-coded locked bathroom every time. 

I walked in to one of my patient's room, like I did every day. There was a faint smell of urine in the room, which normally doesn't bother me. I was in the middle of the conversation when I noticed my patient's drooling and excess breakfast left on her shirt. I politely put one finger up and said I would be right back. I stepped out of the room and dry heaved all the way across the facility until I reached the bathroom. Seriously barely made it to the toilet, people. This is slightly graphic (or very graphic depending on who is reading this), so I apologize for those I have offended. Read no further if I have! 

I kept having little episodes like this, and my coworkers kept joking that I was pregnant. I kept saying there is no way due to my IUD. After almost 2 weeks of these episodes, I finally made a trip to Kroger for the pregnancy tests. I couldn't even wait until I was home! I went straight to the bathroom after I checked out. The little blue strip immediately turned to a positive. No doubt about it.. I was pregnant! 

I have to include this next story, as this blog kind of acts as my documentation of all pregnancy happenings. The other day Josh and I were headed to Smash Burger to have a late lunch. I barely ate breakfast, and we had just finished a CrossFit workout. To say the least, I was famished. I started to feel nauseous in the car, so Josh pointed to the cracker box and asked, "are there any crackers in there?" I immediately pulled out all the sleeves of crackers and proceed to hurl in to the Ritz cracker box. Josh was frantically giving me paper to hold under the box in case it leaked. I reached for my water mug I got from the hospital when I had Shep and started throwing up in that instead. When we parked at SB, I handed the box (that hadn't leaked) and the mug to Josh to throw away and wash out. But of course right as I handed him the box, it leaked all over his arm and on to his pants. This poor husband of mine. He has dealt with my mishaps so many times and they all involve my pregnancies. 

I don't have sickness very often, but when I do.. well, lets just say I make it memorable. If you don't remember my notorious experience from my first pregnancy, refer to this blog post. Read under the "symptoms" sections. 

Peace and blessings to all of you that read this as you were eating your midnight snack and can't finish it now. You're welcome. (;

12 weeks 2 days

How far along? 12 weeks and 2 days
Baby is the size of a: plum
Total weight gain:  2-3 pounds
Waist Measurement: 31.5 inches
Maternity clothes? No - but somehow the inevitable booty crack (there is no nice word for this) is starting to show up when I bend over to change Shep's diaper on the ground. This means I'm filling out my jeans and they are getting tighter. Heaven forbid the crack, and God love the long shirts. 
Stretch marks? None. Lets keep that count to 0. I just bought The Honest Company's Organic Belly Balm. I like all of the ingredients, but I have found it is hard to get enough out of the container to actually rub it on my body. It takes forever. We'll see if I stick to this. I am pretty impatient. 
Sleep: Between Shepherd waking up several times a night and having to use the restroom, sleep has been sparse. I am thankful for the past two days when my dad took Shep at 6:30am, and he let me sleep in until 9!
Best moment this week: Having an early Thanksgiving with my family in Texas and getting to spend some cherished time with my Grandpa Joe. OH! and Shepherd took his first steps this past Friday!!! 
Movement: None yet!
Food cravings: No cravings. I am either starving or I have no appetite at all. I keep telling my appetite to get it together.  
Miss Anything? I miss laying on my back!!!!!!!!! I loath sleeping on my side. 
Symptoms: Morning sickness and nausea hit me every morning, but it subsides after I eat breakfast. 
Belly Button in or out? In
Wedding rings on or off? On
Mood? EXHAUSTED! I am so ready to get back to our schedule. 
Looking forward to: I am looking forward to one more day with my Texas fam and spending Thanksgiving in Harlan with our sweet friend's family! 

Saturday, November 15, 2014

2nd Pregnancy: Week 11

I have been getting the usual "Congratulations! So were you guys trying for a second baby?" Well, I like to be vulnerable and honest with these kinds of things, so here is the spill. I actually had the ParaGard copper IUD. I got this IUD this past April, for two reasons. First of all, I am terrible at taking birth control consistently and I wanted to really plan out my second pregnancy. Secondly, the ParaGard is hormone free so it wasn't adding any artificial hormones to my body. I thought this was a great idea! The ParaGard is 99.4% effective.

I am that .6% statistic, people - or, rather, this sweet baby is. 
No, we weren't trying, but both mine and Josh's immediate reactions were excited as soon as we found out! God has a funny way of reminding me how miraculous He is, and how we can't control every little thing in our lives, despite our efforts. 
I walked in to my midwives' office for a check up, and I told the receptionist this appointment was going to be a little different than we had anticipated. I told her I had just took a pregnancy test that was positive, and I had an IUD. She very calmly said, "okay, I'll let Melissa know."  She closed the glass window and went to the back and exclaimed with slight panic to two nurses, "Elise Hurst is here, and she is PREGNANT! AND she has an IUD!" Then I heard the two nurses gasp. It was partially humorous, because it was so dramatic. Then I was slightly freaked out, because maybe I didn't think it was as big of a deal as it needed to be. Later I found out the nurses and receptionist were freaking out, because they all had IUDs and had no intentions of ever getting pregnant again. Thus, my story was slightly terrifying. 
Although this is awesome news, I have to really cut down all the stress on my body. That means cutting down on CrossFit and extracurricular lifting. They did allow me to run my 1/2 marathon as long as I took it easy. I ended up running the race almost 1 minute per mile slower than I had been training for, but it still ended up being an awesome run! 

Josh and Shep met me for my appointment. Melissa explained the possible outcomes of removing the IUD. She explained this could cause a miscarriage, because the IUD itself could pull the baby out with it (TERRIFYING). However, keeping it in would put my chances of having a miscarriage throughout my pregnancy at 50%. She highly recommended taking it out, so I agreed with the removal. Thankfully, everything went fine and no miscarriage happened! 

A week later, I was scheduled for an ultra sound where we heard the heart beat. The radiologist found 2 subchorionic hemorrhages, which are basically two blood sacks inside my uterus attaching the subchorionic vessels, which attach to the baby. These are actually common and resolve on their owns many times, but if they are growing or if they burst, again, a miscarriage could occur. We went back a week later when I was 9 weeks along, and thankfully the hemorrhages had not grown. 

11 weeks 2 days

How far along? 11 weeks
Baby is the size of a: lime
Total weight gain:  None yet!
Waist Measurement: 31 inches - this is where I see the biggest change already. 
Maternity clothes? Nope - still in my regular clothes, but I can tell my tummy has definitely gotten bigger!
Stretch marks? None. Too early for that.
Sleep: This part is already miserable! I have been getting up 3-4 times a night to use the restroom already!
Best moment this week: 
Movement: None yet!
Food cravings: I haven't had any consistent cravings yet. I HAD to have donuts the other day. Okay, it was actually 3 days in a row, and then I was over it. Sauteed jalapenos sound disgusting though - very unlike my last pregnancy. 
Miss Anything? I already miss going hard during workouts, but I am just trying to take it easy. 
Symptoms: I have had "morning sickness" every morning when I brush my teeth. Just when I think I almost get through the brushing teeth routine, I'll start gagging. It never fails. 
Belly Button in or out? In
Wedding rings on or off? On
Mood? Good! Just pretty tired. I am not used to waking up so frequently!
Looking forward to: This weekend! I haven't had a date night in a long time, and I am looking forward to just spending time with my babe. 

Friday, November 14, 2014

Shep is One!

I am not sure why I have delayed writing this blog for so long. It is possibly because I don't think my son is old enough to really be 12 months, and now almost 13 months old. Believe it or not, I took these pictures the week of his birthday, but I have yet to write this update. I'll update you from his 11 month until now.

Shepherd finally popped out two bottom teeth 6 days before his one year birthday. I was so sure he would have teeth and be walking when we went to my Dad's house the week before his birthday for the International Hot Air Balloon Festival, but, alas, he wasn't walking and he didn't have any teeth.

He still isn't walking, but we have gotten him to stand unassisted for 6 seconds. We can usually get him to stand by giving him popcorn in both hands or distracting him. He is prone to lean on to something or immediately sit down when we stand him up. He can crawl ridiculously fast though. He crawls into our cabinets, under the couch, up the stairs, and over the bathtub before we can blink an eye.

Recently, the biggest transition in Shep's life is the dreaded night time without the bottle. You would have thought we removed his right arm during bedtime. We do our usual bath time and diaper change. We put pajamas on then read a book together. I sing "Jesus Loves Me," and, normally, I give him a bottle and he immediately falls asleep before he can even finish the milk. However, we have learned recently the residual milk left in his mouth can possibly rot out his two darling teeth. We don't want any of that so we've removed the bottle as part of bed time. Now Shepherd wants to be rocked to sleep. This is Shepherd, who never wants to cuddle or be held unless we are walking somewhere. He hasn't even wanted to be held facing towards us EVER. He has always wanted to be outward since birth! I am sure I will get annoyed at this extra bed time step to get Shep to go to sleep, but for now, I will cherish how he lays his head of my chest, tucks his arms underneath mine to stay warm, and his blinks last longer and longer until finally his eyes shut and his breathing slows to a steady pattern. I have relished in the past two weeks of all of this. It is so sweet to finally get to snuggle him

He isn't walking yet, but he is quickly approaching that "toddler" status instead of "baby" status. It is funny the things is growing out of and also the things he is holding on to. We haven't fully transitioned out of bottles, because he absolutely loves them and sucks on them until they are bone dry. They are a comfort to him, but when we try to give him a pacifier, he doesn't want to have anything to do with them. Then when it comes to any baby toy, he is pretty much disinterested. He likes balls or anything he can hit or make noise with. He loves it when you chase after him. He mainly loves it when you chase him up the stairs. Then we get to the food, and still LOVES puree baby food. I can't get the kid away from it. He is, for the most part, disinterested in all solids except crackers, cheerios, and popcorn. Then he self feeds like a pro. So I know he can do it, but just won't try the other solid foods. So in my mind, he is still part baby and the other half of him has already transitioned to toddler.

If any of you have any suggestions of how to get him to transition to real food, I am open. We attempt to give him pieces of our dinner every night, and most times he won't even let it touch his mouth. We are getting a Montessori table and chair to hopefully make him feel like he has more control over meal time. I don't think he likes being restricted to his high chair. As far as specific foods, I think it is all mental. I will give him steamed pieces of sweet potato, and he won't eat it. Then I will puree the exact same sweet potato and he'll eat an entire bowl. I think it is more about texture. We try to let him have food play as well to give him experience of other textures, but he just ends up smashing them and throwing them off the table. They never actually reach his mouth. I get frustrated when I see all of these sweet babies around his same age eating an entire plate of regular food and nothing is thrown off the table. Then I take a deep breath and remember all babies are at different levels and they are all still considered normal.

This was a longer post than I had anticipated. Especially since I am getting it out almost a month late. Here are some pictures taken the week of his birthday and a very special video capturing a second a day of his life from the day he was born until his one year birthday!

Thank you for keeping up with my family and Shepherd if you have read this far!

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Shepherd is 11 months!

I can't decide if I've put off this blog post, because I am either in denial my baby has 11 months of experience of life now or I just feel that I do not have many milestones to update you.

Shep's tooth count = ZERO...still. I have been telling people and myself for nearly 8 months Shepherd has been "teething," which explains his fussiness, but, alas, he is still just a mouthful of pink gums. So his fussiness is unexplained.

He has actually lost weight back down to 18.5 lbs. He never stops moving. I mean, NEVER. He will let you carry him if you are walking or moving. Otherwise, he wants to be put down so he can explore. We've still unsuccessfully figured out how to install our baby gates to our stairwell. I appreciate them being donated to us...without instructions, but they are just hazardous to my toes currently. I've stubbed my toe several times with them leaning against the wall walking in the dark early in the morning or late at night. We've resorted to making a barrier with our couch, chair, and kitchen chair to keep Shep from climbing up the stairs, which he has become a pro at by the way. That worked until he figured out how to move the kitchen chair out of the way or crawl under the couch. Where there is a will, which he has an inexplicable amount, there is a way, and Shep will find it to reach the stairs.

Language wise, he has 6 consonant sounds, b, m, w, h, d, and n. We officially decided his first word was "ba" indicating ball since he says it over and over when he is holding a ball and when we ask him where it is, he looks around for it and then crawls after it. He fully understand the meaning, even though he doesn't have the l sound at the end of the word. For those of you who don't know, I am a speech-language pathologist, so this jargon may seem irregular to you. It is just my normal.

If there were 100 toys surrounding Shepherd, he would definitely find the ball - may it be a basketball, baseball, bouncy ball, etc... Recently at our friend's daughter's 1st birthday party, they made a ball pit with tons of different types of balls just for Shep. It was a big hit for Shepherd and all of the other babies/toddlers! Josh told me he never once had a bear or any stuffed animal growing up - only footballs, soccer balls, etc... I think Shep would be content on following his daddy in this, but I still like to teach him how to give Mr. Bear kisses. I mean, who doesn't like seeing a baby give kisses?! It is TOO MUCH!

Let me see.. anything else that is different? He still kicks incessantly with his legs to show excitement, rubs his eyes when he is tired, shakes his head "no no no" when we tell him not to do something, and gives mommy and daddy kisses like they are going out of style. I love him so much, I cannot handle it. There are times I sit and play with him way too long in the child care at my gym when I am supposed to be warming up, and I am sure the sitter is annoyed, but Shep has totally got me wrapped around his finger. I'm trying to soak in these days - especially since everyone comments how quickly they go by.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

10 month old baby Shep

Given I took these pictures today right before he went down for the night, I'd say I was pretty successful at all at getting him to say cheese. Plus my camera died after ~5-6 shots. Did I mention I had just fed him making him covered in head-to-toe chickpea tomato beef (I don't understand babyfood combos either, but that is what Shep gets when mommy is exhausted from her first week of work). He barely let me wipe him down before I shoved him into this outfit. Anything for a simple blog update right? Sometimes I wonder why I even bother.

3 days after Shep turned 9 months, he decided to stop teetering on the verge of crawling and just do it. He ended up crawling all the way across the house like coordinating four limbs together as a mode of transportation was his profession. We were all aghast since it took him a lifetime to budge forward. He kept pushing himself backward over and over again even though what he wanted was just a foot in front of him. I could go off on a tangent talking about how metaphorical this all is with the difficulty of moving forward and progressing in life, but it is so easy to move backward until you just move forward a little, then you just take off. But I won't, because you were already thinking about this parallel, right?

Any who, Shep has quickly learned the "oh I don't have to eat this if I don't want to" trick. If he doesn't want some food, he simply spits it out or smears it into his highchair to prove it to you. He eats solids and just about anything we eat with the exception of eggs, dairy, processed sugar, and nuts. We are just waiting a year for those as a precaution.

He is getting better at furniture cruising, but he hasn't quite got it down yet. Thank goodness he hasn't attempted to climb up or down the stairs, because Josh has promised to put up the baby gates for weeks and hasn't. No discredit to Josh, he is super busy watching Shep full time with a job and he is in school. Everyone clap once for Josh on 3, 1..2..3.....*clap.* Way to go, babe.

I have no idea what he weighs, but I am going to guess around 18 pounds 10 ounces. I'll get back to you tomorrow. Its just not worth waking up a sleeping baby. So I said I would NEVER put a baby down with a bottle, but guess what? We put Shep down with a bottle, dangit. It works like a charm. Our routine includes changing Shep's diaper and putting a nighty on, but by this time he is fussy so it normally looks like a mini dance party to entertain him while we change/dress him. Once dance party is over, we rock and read a story together. Again, this is normally Shep's fussiest time of the day so stories can sometimes get read astronomically fast with slightly increased pitch (I am not sure why this happens when I speed read aloud). Then we put him in bed with his bottle, cover him up, and sing "Jesus Loves Me." Again, he goes to sleep like a charm every time without a peep. So, I say if this routine ain't broke, then I'm not gonna fix it by taking his bottle away. (A little Texas has to come out of me every once and a while).

I will say that it is partially cute and pathetic at the same time in the morning when he wakes up and I find him sucking on a completely emptied bottle. Its either that or he is standing hanging on the rail waiting for me to pick him up with a big grin.

We still don't have any teeth, but Josh said Shep bit his nose today and it definitely didn't feel like a gummy bite. I guess cartilage is Shep's favorite teething object.

As for me, I started my job officially as a speech-language pathologist at a skilled nursing facility by day, by afternoon I CrossFit my heart out, and by night I mother my sweet pea, quilt, and cook. I sneak some Grey's Anatomy in there too. I guess you could say my days look the same everyday, but I cover a variety of interests for sure and I dirty up a lot of clothes.