...But it was almost horrible. Jeremy and I ended up getting into a huge fight Christmas Eve. Part of it was legitimate, but I think it was made worse by the fact that we were both crazy tired, and stressed from general holiday stuff.
Jeremy went to a movie with his Dad Christmas Eve, which I agreed too. But then when the movie was over and he still wasn't home I tried to call and text him - and he didn't answer or return my calls. It worried me a little, because Jer is attached to his phone so I knew he had it and he checks it pretty constantly. Finally he calls me back - he's OK, but he decided to go to the mall with his Dad.
This ticked me off. I was fine with him going to the movie, and really even fine with him going to the mall as well, but I just thought it was pretty rude of him not to call and let me know. I mean, no, I'm not his wife, and he doesn't need permission or anything like that, but it was Christmas Eve - a time when most people are home with their kids, and we also just had a baby a few weeks ago. It just would have been nice if he had thought to check in with me to make sure I was OK before he decided to do his own thing, if that makes any sense. I mean I would have, if I had been him (which, for the record, I haven't been out by myself like that since Cayden was an infant. And I told Jeremy that - he's gone out lots of times by himself, with his friends to movies or to grab a few beers. And true, he told me I was welcome to go out too, only right now I'm chained to a pump and have to pump every two hours. So, you know. It's just frustrating.)
Anyway, what would have been a minor spat turned into a big deal. And it came close to ruining Christmas, which would have sucked because it turned out to be a pretty good Christmas. I ended up getting spoiled and got a lot of nice things - not that that's what it's about, but still, my family went all out and it was just really nice of them (my sister got me a scribble coach purse, which I've wanted since I first laid eyes on one, but couldn't justify spending the money.) The main reason it was so awesome though is I got to see and spend time with a bunch of my family, which is just always really fun, and seeing Cayden open his gifts was awesome too. He really got into it this year, and it makes me so excited for next year.
I'll post pictures... Sometime, lol. I'm so lazy as of lately, because I'm so tired. I really rarely bust out my computer anymore - I facebook but mainly via my phone and not even that much. I'm really hoping to get my butt in gear with it though. I have almost a whole post writte for the other blog that I'm hoping to get done now that the Christmas crazies are over with - now just to clean up from the Christmas Crazies :-)
I hope you all had a wonderful holiday. What was your favorite gift - that you have and recieved?
Monday, December 27, 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Friday, December 17, 2010
The honeymoon.... Is over.
For me, with both my kids, when I brought them home from the hospital, we were in a honeymoon period. I didn't need sleep damnit, because my energy came from holding this new tiny little bundle of joy. I didn't mind poopy diapers or being awoken fifty times in a single night, and this time around I could deal with my older son's outrageous behavior because he was adjusting and just needed a little extra attention, and I was super Mom and I can do everything and blah blah blah.
Then, with both of them, I hit a brick wall, and I'm done. Not that you CAN be done with kids, of course, but it literally feels like I ran into a brick wall. I am tired, I am sore, I am frustrated with so many things and so easily.
I am clearly a new Mother.
It seems if one of my boy's sleeps well, the other one is up every hour. Elijah only woke up three times the other night, which I don't think is bad for a newborn at all (especially considering my two year is usually up that many times.) But then Cayden didn't sleep well - and while Jeremy is on Cayden duty, he's sleeping rather hard lately so I had to wake him up to get up with him. Then the next night, Cayden only got up once (which again, if you know Cayden, this is a VERY amazing night for him.) buuuuuuuuuuuuut Eli was super fussy, which meant I was up.
Last night Eli was only up twice, which, again sounds so nice huh? Until you find out that the second time he woke up at 5 and didn't go back down till 8. Well, that's a lie, he'd go back down and the second I'd lay down he'd start fussing again. It was not a fun night, especially considering that I couldn't fall asleep, so I was up until 2, got up at three with him, and then up again at five. And really it's not the lack of sleep that sucks, because really, I can deal with being tired. But I'm getting these headaches from getting tired, and it seems the only thing that makes them go away is sleeping.
Eli also has this super sense to know when I'm about to eat. It NEVER fails that when I'm about to eat, he wants to eat too. Doesn't matter if he ate two seconds before, if I'm eating, he wants to eat. I'm becoming a master at eating one handed. However, he IS starting to eat more at once, so I'm HOPING that means he's going to go longer periods between feeding, which should mean more sleep at night.
All in all, I wouldn't trade it for the world, but now I remember why I don't love the newborn stage, lol. I would kill for just one full nights sleep, just ONE, so I can recharge. I got this with Cayden because my Mom would come and take him, but now that we have two... I'm just trying to hang in there because as I've said before, it won't be like this for long. And while I'm not really going to miss the sleepless nights, I am going to miss him being small enough to lay on my chest. Looking at Cayden compared to Eli... It's just like... When did he get so big? He USED to be this small, and now he's not, and where exactly did that time go? Two years seems like an awfully long time, but with Cayden, it just seemed to fly by.
Alright, Eli's napping, and even though my husband bless his heart got up with the kids and let me nap this afternoon, I could go for another nap. And then I have a billion things to do - like find what the hell happened to Eli's birth announcements so I can get them mailed out, and finish the boy's ornaments before Christmas (which is 8 days away, when the hell did THAT happen?) Oh, and try to get another post up for the other blog so I'm not such a slacker.
I also got the boy's newborn pictures back, so I'll have to post those sometime.
Then, with both of them, I hit a brick wall, and I'm done. Not that you CAN be done with kids, of course, but it literally feels like I ran into a brick wall. I am tired, I am sore, I am frustrated with so many things and so easily.
I am clearly a new Mother.
It seems if one of my boy's sleeps well, the other one is up every hour. Elijah only woke up three times the other night, which I don't think is bad for a newborn at all (especially considering my two year is usually up that many times.) But then Cayden didn't sleep well - and while Jeremy is on Cayden duty, he's sleeping rather hard lately so I had to wake him up to get up with him. Then the next night, Cayden only got up once (which again, if you know Cayden, this is a VERY amazing night for him.) buuuuuuuuuuuuut Eli was super fussy, which meant I was up.
Last night Eli was only up twice, which, again sounds so nice huh? Until you find out that the second time he woke up at 5 and didn't go back down till 8. Well, that's a lie, he'd go back down and the second I'd lay down he'd start fussing again. It was not a fun night, especially considering that I couldn't fall asleep, so I was up until 2, got up at three with him, and then up again at five. And really it's not the lack of sleep that sucks, because really, I can deal with being tired. But I'm getting these headaches from getting tired, and it seems the only thing that makes them go away is sleeping.
Eli also has this super sense to know when I'm about to eat. It NEVER fails that when I'm about to eat, he wants to eat too. Doesn't matter if he ate two seconds before, if I'm eating, he wants to eat. I'm becoming a master at eating one handed. However, he IS starting to eat more at once, so I'm HOPING that means he's going to go longer periods between feeding, which should mean more sleep at night.
All in all, I wouldn't trade it for the world, but now I remember why I don't love the newborn stage, lol. I would kill for just one full nights sleep, just ONE, so I can recharge. I got this with Cayden because my Mom would come and take him, but now that we have two... I'm just trying to hang in there because as I've said before, it won't be like this for long. And while I'm not really going to miss the sleepless nights, I am going to miss him being small enough to lay on my chest. Looking at Cayden compared to Eli... It's just like... When did he get so big? He USED to be this small, and now he's not, and where exactly did that time go? Two years seems like an awfully long time, but with Cayden, it just seemed to fly by.
Alright, Eli's napping, and even though my husband bless his heart got up with the kids and let me nap this afternoon, I could go for another nap. And then I have a billion things to do - like find what the hell happened to Eli's birth announcements so I can get them mailed out, and finish the boy's ornaments before Christmas (which is 8 days away, when the hell did THAT happen?) Oh, and try to get another post up for the other blog so I'm not such a slacker.
I also got the boy's newborn pictures back, so I'll have to post those sometime.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Another Small Update
So another update... Nothing's really going on. My oldest son is a terrorist, but I think that has more to do with the fact that he's two than anything else. He treats Eli really well, so I don't think it's jealousy. I just think he's two, and two sucks.
My husband describes him as a sour patch kid - you know the commercial who's tag line is "First they're sour, then they're sweet"? Yeah, that's Cayden. He'll throw a fit and then come kiss you and tell you he loves you. My husband asked me the other day if there was something wrong with him, lol. And again, just really think it's the age.
Elijah's a really good baby. He rarely cries, only when he needs something, but usually first he gives you a warning (he'll start talking and fussing and you know he's going to need a bottle soon, or a diaper change, or cuddled.) He's tolerant with Cayden loving on him (Cayden really likes him - it's just sometimes his love is a little rough, lol.) He's really the happiest newborn I've ever met - I can't believe the amount of smiles we get out of him, and I know I sound crazy but they can't all be gas. I want another baby someday, but I'm a little afraid, lol. Cayden and Elijah have both been such easy babies, I'm due for a collicky, fussy one (which is also why I'm a little afraid to have a girl, as much as I want one, lol.)
As for me, for the most part, I feel great. Little tired, but still pretty good. My main complaint which may be TMI is that I may have to go back to the hospital because I'm still not really pooping. I know - TMI, but it's really starting to worry me. My c-section was almost 2 weeks ago, and I've only gone a handful of times - and none in the last 3 days. I don't feel constipated. We've tried a bunch of stuff at home, nothing's worked. I know with Cayden it took me awhile to get back on a schedule, so to speak, but nothing like this. So... Bleck. What a dumb reason to have to go to the hospital, right?
We took the boys to get Elijah's newborn pictures done and visted Santa while we were there. We pick up the newborn pictures Tuesday and I'll share then, but here's the boy's Santa pics, which I thought turned out pretty cute :-)
My husband describes him as a sour patch kid - you know the commercial who's tag line is "First they're sour, then they're sweet"? Yeah, that's Cayden. He'll throw a fit and then come kiss you and tell you he loves you. My husband asked me the other day if there was something wrong with him, lol. And again, just really think it's the age.
Elijah's a really good baby. He rarely cries, only when he needs something, but usually first he gives you a warning (he'll start talking and fussing and you know he's going to need a bottle soon, or a diaper change, or cuddled.) He's tolerant with Cayden loving on him (Cayden really likes him - it's just sometimes his love is a little rough, lol.) He's really the happiest newborn I've ever met - I can't believe the amount of smiles we get out of him, and I know I sound crazy but they can't all be gas. I want another baby someday, but I'm a little afraid, lol. Cayden and Elijah have both been such easy babies, I'm due for a collicky, fussy one (which is also why I'm a little afraid to have a girl, as much as I want one, lol.)
As for me, for the most part, I feel great. Little tired, but still pretty good. My main complaint which may be TMI is that I may have to go back to the hospital because I'm still not really pooping. I know - TMI, but it's really starting to worry me. My c-section was almost 2 weeks ago, and I've only gone a handful of times - and none in the last 3 days. I don't feel constipated. We've tried a bunch of stuff at home, nothing's worked. I know with Cayden it took me awhile to get back on a schedule, so to speak, but nothing like this. So... Bleck. What a dumb reason to have to go to the hospital, right?
We took the boys to get Elijah's newborn pictures done and visted Santa while we were there. We pick up the newborn pictures Tuesday and I'll share then, but here's the boy's Santa pics, which I thought turned out pretty cute :-)
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Small update :-)
Short update because I don't want to disappear off the face of the planet...
Everything is going alright. Cayden LOVES being a big brother, and LOVES the baby. He's constantly patting him and saying "baby" and always asking to "touch it" which means he wants to hold the baby. He gets REALLY angry if you take the baby away. He doesn't like it when Eli cries and often says "It's alright, Ooo-eye, it's OK." trying to comfort him. It's really very sweet.
Not that it's been perfect. Cayden is a tad jealous I think and lashes out when someone tells him no. His routine has been so thrown off though - I don't really blame him. It's not too bad, it's just hard to remain calm, since I'm so tired and sore, it's easy to get aggrivated but I don't want to yell at him when he's adjusting too, so...
I've been lucky and have had lots of help - my sister has been giving Cayden extra time and taking him places. I just wish I could give him more Mommy time - it's hard cuz I can't lift him and he's still pretty rambunctious... It's hard to keep up with him, and he's already hit me in my incision a couple of times on accident.
Jeremy has been amazing and really made this whole thing tons easier. I really appreciate my whole family - so much yesterday I was a blubbering mess. This would be a billion times harder/more stressful without them. I know people do it, but I don't know how.
Helping Feed Eli:
He keeps sitting in Eli's bouncer:
And even though he weaned himself off paci's at like, 2 months old, here he is with not one but two in his mouth, lol:
Everything is going alright. Cayden LOVES being a big brother, and LOVES the baby. He's constantly patting him and saying "baby" and always asking to "touch it" which means he wants to hold the baby. He gets REALLY angry if you take the baby away. He doesn't like it when Eli cries and often says "It's alright, Ooo-eye, it's OK." trying to comfort him. It's really very sweet.
Not that it's been perfect. Cayden is a tad jealous I think and lashes out when someone tells him no. His routine has been so thrown off though - I don't really blame him. It's not too bad, it's just hard to remain calm, since I'm so tired and sore, it's easy to get aggrivated but I don't want to yell at him when he's adjusting too, so...
I've been lucky and have had lots of help - my sister has been giving Cayden extra time and taking him places. I just wish I could give him more Mommy time - it's hard cuz I can't lift him and he's still pretty rambunctious... It's hard to keep up with him, and he's already hit me in my incision a couple of times on accident.
Jeremy has been amazing and really made this whole thing tons easier. I really appreciate my whole family - so much yesterday I was a blubbering mess. This would be a billion times harder/more stressful without them. I know people do it, but I don't know how.
Helping Feed Eli:
He keeps sitting in Eli's bouncer:
And even though he weaned himself off paci's at like, 2 months old, here he is with not one but two in his mouth, lol:
Thursday, December 2, 2010
More details!
We had our baby Tuesday via repeat c-section. The c-section was supposed to happen at 10:30 but there was a mistake in scheduling so we got bumped back. We were also supposed to record for a new reality show, BUT the doctor that was in charge ended up being the ONLY doctor that didn't let people in the OR. So, we didn't get too.
Other than that, things went pretty well... The spinal which I was most worried about was a total breeze - actually I didn't feel it going in and was shocked when they told me to lay down because it was done. The c-section itself was worse than last time - I think because last time I was so drugged up and this time I could "feel" more - no pain, but more tugging, pressure... I could also hear more and that was just gross, lol. I felt like I was having issues breathing as well, even though I knew the machines would pick up on it if I really was, but it just felt more uncomfortable.
Eli also had issues breathing, just like his big brother. However, he didn't have to go to the NICU like Cayden - they had NICU nurses in the OR with us, and they were able to "fix" him there. I cried when I heard him cry, and they laid him on me and I got to "carry" him out as we were wheeled into recovery together. He latched there and nursed like a champ - but I haven't been producing milk, so now unfortunatly I think we're going to have another formula baby.
While the c-section was worse than my first, the recovery? Has been WAY better. I'm still sore, I still have some pain, and it's still something I would have rather skipped, but I'm just able to do SO much more this go around - at least when it comes to Eli. It's hard with Cayden because I can't do much and when he comes to visit he wants held and stuff and I can't really do that.
Oh, Elijah is a beast. Born at 1:18 PM a week early he weighed in at 9 lbs, 6 oz. We were told he was 21 inches, but his bassinet says 20 inches, so we're not 100 percent sure on that!
We call him Grunt because he constantly makes these little grunting noises. So cute.
Nurses here have been amazing, but I am exhausted so I'm signing off.
I'll post more pictures (including some of big bro) later!
Other than that, things went pretty well... The spinal which I was most worried about was a total breeze - actually I didn't feel it going in and was shocked when they told me to lay down because it was done. The c-section itself was worse than last time - I think because last time I was so drugged up and this time I could "feel" more - no pain, but more tugging, pressure... I could also hear more and that was just gross, lol. I felt like I was having issues breathing as well, even though I knew the machines would pick up on it if I really was, but it just felt more uncomfortable.
Eli also had issues breathing, just like his big brother. However, he didn't have to go to the NICU like Cayden - they had NICU nurses in the OR with us, and they were able to "fix" him there. I cried when I heard him cry, and they laid him on me and I got to "carry" him out as we were wheeled into recovery together. He latched there and nursed like a champ - but I haven't been producing milk, so now unfortunatly I think we're going to have another formula baby.
While the c-section was worse than my first, the recovery? Has been WAY better. I'm still sore, I still have some pain, and it's still something I would have rather skipped, but I'm just able to do SO much more this go around - at least when it comes to Eli. It's hard with Cayden because I can't do much and when he comes to visit he wants held and stuff and I can't really do that.
Oh, Elijah is a beast. Born at 1:18 PM a week early he weighed in at 9 lbs, 6 oz. We were told he was 21 inches, but his bassinet says 20 inches, so we're not 100 percent sure on that!
We call him Grunt because he constantly makes these little grunting noises. So cute.
Nurses here have been amazing, but I am exhausted so I'm signing off.
I'll post more pictures (including some of big bro) later!
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