I’m stealing moments when I can and working on the patch for the back of Joe’s quilt. I’m using a leftover square from one of Shawn’s shirts and hand wrote the inscription on it with a fabric pen. I’ll hand stitch it onto the back when I’m finished.
Don’t call it a comeback.
I’m still having some numbness in my hands from the carpal tunnel, but I think that I’m going to be able to get back on the wagon here again. I’ve actually already was able to finish the binding on Joseph’s quilt. It’s finished except for the tag that I want to embroider and put on. Hoping to get that done this week between diaper changing and feedings. Once that is complete, I think that I might attempt some knitting. I really hope that I my hands will let me, otherwise I have a few small sewing projects that I might attempt while I wait for this residual numbness to go away.
So long CR-V, hello Pilot
The lease on the CR-V is up at the end of the month -can you believe it’s been three years?- so I’ve been looking at a possible replacement. I decided the I needed something a little larger than the CR-V this time around, much more stuff to haul around with the little guy in the picture. Shawn and I went and looked at a few different cars before I had the baby and I narrowed it down to the Honda Pilot and the Acura MDX. So, this past weekend we ventured out to the local Honda dealership and I test drove the Pilot. . . . and ended up coming home with one. Yep, I liked it so much and they were able to put together a great deal for a new lease that we traded the CR-V in that day.
I’m really happy with it and can’t wait to make it a part of our new family’s adventures!
Joseph William: A Baby Story
Well it has been two weeks since the arrival of my little man and I thought that I’d share how things went for the delivery and what we’ve been up to for the past couple of weeks.
Everything started early on Tuesday morning, March 13th, Shawn and I went to the hospital at 7am to be admitted in order to be induced. I was started on pitocin around 8:30am and had my water broken around 10:30 or so. I decided to get an epidural around noon. This was pretty painful since it took them three or four tries to get in. Getting a needle put into your spine while contracting is NOT FUN.
I had a fairly rough time for most of the afternoon in active labor. They had to re-dose me several times with the epiand give me Nubain because it was wearing off quickly. I also was vomiting a lot as a side effect. Puking while contracting, also NOT FUN.
I was at the point where I was ready to start pushing at 7pm. I pushed until he arrived at 8:06pm. The nurses and doctor were fairly surprised at how quickly I got him out. There was a point which they wanted me to stop pushing (This was the most agonizing thing I have ever been asked to do. Insane. . . . ) because the doctor was on his way to the hospital and they wanted me to wait until he got there. I guess that I told them that this is a hospital and to go find another doctor. I have to say that this hour of pushing was the longest hour of my life and I could not imagine pushing for longer. It amazes me that some women push for 4,6, or 8 hours. I would have given up.
Immediately after delivery, they put him on my stomach while Shawn cut the cord. They then took him to get cleaned, up while I delivered the placenta and got some stitches. After we were all taken care of, we were moved into a private room where we spent our first night together.
We were discharged Thursday afternoon and made our way home. Over the next few days, I was having no success in breastfeeding, my milk came in but would not come out, so we had to start him on formula. I was pumping every time I fed him, but nothing was working. I also was having problems with swelling of my feet and ankles and started to have some shortness of breath. Fast forward to Monday night and I was wheezing and sounding like I had a rattle in my lungs. I was scared I had pneumonia, so Shawn took me to the ER Tuesday morning. I ended up having to be admitted since they were concerned I might have postpartum cardio myopathy, but after a chest xray, a CAT scan, and an EKG, it was found that I was retaining an unusual level of fluids. This was making my heart and lungs weaken, so I was given medications for high blood pressure and to eliminate the fluids. This helped a lot and I was able to come back home on Thursday afternoon. I still have to take the meds for the next 30 days, but I have to say that I am feeling MUCH better and I’m so happy to be home.
I have to take a moment to say how amazing my husband has been during these past couple of weeks. He has already proven himself an amazing father. Changing diapers, making bottles, and doing laundry around the clock. He has taken care of me and Joseph without a word of complaint. Whenever I see him holding our little boy, it brings tears to my eyes. I know with you we can get through anything. I so look forward to enjoying our son and watching him grow together.
Beautiful Boy
After all this time, he’s finally here.
Joseph William Colley was born on March 13, 2012 at 8:06pm. Measuring in at 9lbs 7oz and 20.5 inches long, he is my big little guy.
Our world has changed, and only for the better.
Tomorrow is the day
I went to the doctor last week and he decided that I would be induced tomorrow if I didn’t have the baby over the weekend. Well, the weekend has come and gone without his appearance, so Shawn and I will be heading to Riverside Hospital tomorrow morning to have my induction started and get this little guy into the world. Sorry little one, your eviction notice has been served. Time to join the world.
Still no words. . .
One year ago today, my beautiful tiny twins came into the world. They were with us for such a brief amount of time, yet they will continue to be a large part of our lives forever. I think about you both often. Mary, you were so tiny and perfect with your little cupid’s bow lips, long slender fingers and your father’s feet. Christopher you were bigger than your sister, long legs and arms, the Torto nose and your father’s distinctive 4×4 head.
I pray for you every day and I know that you are together, which comforts me. I know that you are with me always.
You both have touched this pregnancy. Your little brother that will be here soon. Every moment has brought me closer to you . . . and him. I hope that you will both look after him once he has made his way into this world.
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Shawn and I have decided to once again join the March of Dimes’ March for Babies walk in celebration of the twins, as well as their little brother, this year. The date of this year’s walk in Columbus will be Sunday, April 29th. We invite you to join us for the walk if you can, or perhaps you can find it in you to make a donation to this amazing cause. Our team page is located here.
We’d like to thank you all for the amazing love and support that you’ve given us this past year. We have gone through some of our highest highs and lowest lows and wouldn’t have been able to get through any of them without you. We love you all more than words can say.
Happy 100th Birthday, Oreo!
On this day in 1912, the National Biscuit Company sold its first Oreo cookies to a grocer in Hoboken, New Jersey. Today Oreos are the best selling cookies in the world and are sold in over 100 countries.
And still sinfully delicious after all these years. I raise my glass of milk to you. Cheers!
Not so patiently waiting
Today I am 38 weeks and 4 days into this pregnancy. Only 10 days left until my due date. I have a countdown clock in my head and that is all I can think about. Along with repeatedly telling the little guy that “It’s time to come out now.” I’m hoping that he starts listening to me soon. Otherwise he’s grounded.
101 Things: 03. Donate to Locks of Love
I finally broke down yesterday and went and got my hair chopped for Locks of Love. I’ve been growing it out for about a year and a half now and I was able to donate 11 inches of hair! I’ve tried to do this a few times before in my life, but I would get so frustrated that I would just chop it off before it was long enough. I have REALLY thick hair, so it gets to the point where I feel like Cousin It or that my hair is strangling me. Crazy, I know, but I am glad that I made it to this point so I could make the donation.
I had the stylist take a before and after photo, you can see them when you go to the full post. Its pretty dramatic.
Widdershins 