tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9306861682631594922024-03-18T22:01:45.337-05:00SnapshotsA glimpse into our life...Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00269731384152577309noreply@blogger.comBlogger782125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930686168263159492.post-79556670278442127452017-01-02T16:01:00.001-06:002017-01-02T16:01:03.491-06:00Hello, 2017!<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Holy smokes, I haven't updated in MORE than a year! I keep trying to get back into blogging, but life is crazy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Cooper is now FIVE and in preschool. It's a 2.5 hour program and he's doing great in it, so glad it worked out for him to attend - he rides the bus to school and gets dropped off at our babysitter's house, it's really the perfect setup. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Baby Jacob is now 19 months old. Chubby Bubby weighs 33 lbs. (!) and is a happy kid, but a bruiser just like his big brother, haha. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I've taken a promotion at work and am working 1164313547 hours a week. Haha. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Instagram (michelle1761) is my posting place of choice these days, but when I was making my photo book this year, I totally missed having the blog to look back on, so I'm really hoping to get </span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">back in some sort of groove to document life. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Until then ... is anyone still around? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">At six months he was busting the seams of his 6-9 month clothing, and measured 28.25 inches and weighed 19 lbs., 5 oz. Big boy, 98th percentile on height and 80th for his weight. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">In the couple weeks leading up to his six month day he was sleeping like crap, and I knew it was because the little piggy was hungry but I felt like since we were so close to six months, it was worth it to wake up a couple times a night to nurse since there was definitely an end in sight. On his six month birthday he got to try green beans and loved them. I mostly followed the four days rule, but could already tell he was going to need lots of food, so also started oatmeal that weekend, and he was eating breakfast and dinner on top of his milk for awhile. But at least he started sleeping through the night again. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">He's so big he can twist out of his Bumbo, so we put it away. Actually sold it </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">Hair started coming back in, and it's definitely lighter. I see similarities and lots of differences between these brothers. JD is definitely more fair-skinned and looks a bit more like his mama than big brother. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">He loves to laugh and is super ticklish. Hates being left alone. Can sit up unassisted for quite awhile and is already getting up on all fours. He scoots a bit and can roll over to get where he wants, but no full-on crawling yet, although I know it won't be long! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">We celebrated our first Thanksgiving with JD this month and it was so fun. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">He also got to partake in his first Halloween. I'm typically not big on dressing up babies (Cooper was 3 before he did anything for Halloween) but since we would be getting out I caved. But went super simple, say hello to Jake from State Farm, hehehehe. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">He loves his brother so much!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">This guy has my heart, he's such a snuggler and sweet baby. I wish I could bottle up this perfect little phase <3</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Jacob Daniel turned five months old on Tuesday, Oct. 27. I can't believe he's already almost half a year ... it seems like I just blinked and he went from a squishy, helpless little thing to a squishy kid who can hold up his head, move a bit and so much more.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">My little man is a champ at rolling from back to belly. Once he gets to his belly, he kind of gets stuck (so backwards!) and either gets upset or really works on lifting up his head, working that strong neck! Since he began flipping, I took away the swaddle just after 4 months and dreaded it, but he's been a great sleeper without!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">We went through another few days of hell when he went through a growth spurt and wanted to eat all.the.time, but bumping up bottles again and giving my body a few days to adjust helped. I've found that I really need to stay on a pumping schedule similar to his eating schedule so we stay on track for the weekends. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">So right now we are up to nursing in the morning, 3 7 oz. bottles at daycare, and like 1.5 nursing sessions in the evening. I'm still producing enough to feed you and freeze extra. You want to eat so bad, but this mean mom is waiting until you hit 6 months. Sorry, buddy, but I really think it's best for you. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">You typically wake up around 6:30 and lots of mornings just chill in your bed until I come to get you. We nurse and then I get you dressed. I brought up your exersaucer this month and you really love it! You like to watch TV and hang out with Big Brother while I pump and get ready. You are also a fan of the Bumbo ... you like to be up and around people! Mrs. Robin says that you are happy in your swing at daycare, but once all the kids are sitting down eating, you get fussy because you want to be in the kitchen with all of them, too! My cute little social baby. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">Right before you turned five months, I started being about to get you to sit up for about 10 seconds unassisted. You've gotten to try out the swing at Ms. Robin's. Strong, strong boy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">You weigh about 18 lbs. and are in 6-9 month clothes and shoes. We just bumped you up to a size 3 diaper - the same size one of the 2 year olds at daycare is in! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">Your hair is coming back in and is light, so I think it may be more blonde. Eyes are still blue and I believe they will stay blue <3</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">You've really found your voice this month. You are a bit ticklish and I LOVE to hear your giggle. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">This month your Aunt Laura got married and you were the best baby at her wedding/reception.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">You like to look at books and "read" with Dad and Brother. (Big Brother story: every time he flips the page, he says "Once 'pon a time...")</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms";">We are all so in love with you my sweet, sweet little boy. I can't believe you are already almost half a year old <3</span><br />
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Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00269731384152577309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930686168263159492.post-42247288564816341632016-01-15T14:37:00.002-06:002016-01-15T14:37:50.519-06:00Hello ... It's Me<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Is anyone still out there? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I've been thinking about the 'ole blog lately. Life has gotten so busy and Instagram is so easy to add little snippets to ... but I miss the "release" I get from blogging. So I'm coming back to a corner of the Internet near you! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Life has been so busy lately but I feel a little like a crap mom for not posting JD updates like I did Cooper, so that and a catch-up from the holidays are first on the list. From there, I know I won't be a regular poster at all, but will try to use this as more of a scrapbook. Making our holiday book this year was tough without the blog, and I will have a baby/first year book to do for JD in just 4 ish months, so I need to log those memories. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Until then, happy weekend!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">At his checkup, JD weighed 16 lbs. 14 oz. and was 26 inches. I think that was 74th percentile on weight and 96th on height. He's a tall baby, already the same height Cooper was at 6 months and in a lot of 9 month clothing for the height. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">About a week before he turned 4 months, JD started rolling from back to belly. He's so silly ... typically babies roll belly to back first, but he rolls to his belly, gets stuck and then cries. Ha. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">JD has impressive neck strength. We put him in the bumbo quite a bit and he does well. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">He is up to 6 oz. bottles and nurses 2-4 times at home on a typical work day. Anytime he is around me, he seems to want to eat every two hours (other than night time, haha). JD still isn't the world's greatest napper, but he sleeps from around 8:30/9 p.m. until about 6:45 a.m. Great sleeper. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">His eyes are still blue and beautiful. He has fair skin and the roundest little head. I say he and Cooper look so alike, yet so different at the same time. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">During his third month he attended his first Benton Neighbor Days and got to help his PaPa combine corn. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">This month, JD also started smiling and "talking" a lot more. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Our little man really loves being outside and watching the TV. Always likes to cuddle and be around others. JD lights up when he sees his big brother. Cooper does so many annoying things but JD just basks in the attention. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">He really is the happiest, sweetest guy and we love him so much. We will keep him forever :) </span><br />
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Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00269731384152577309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930686168263159492.post-27473727478338711812015-09-16T14:11:00.005-05:002015-09-16T14:11:59.538-05:00Breastfeeding Round Two<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Now that I'm more than a quarter of the way through breastfeeding this time around (how is that even possible?) I thought it would be a good time to do an update on how things are going, what's different, etc. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">First off, my supply is out of this world! I had read it typically is for the second baby, and I'm sure that my knowing what I'm doing this time helps quite a bit as well. Both my boys were born on Wednesdays, and my milk came in on Saturday with Cooper but Friday with JD. I used the manual pump at the hospital following feedings to help take the edge off and that helped tremendously.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I remember my n*pples really hurting those first couple weeks with Cooper, but not so much with JD. It was more of a discomfort if you will but nothing horrible. Honestly the worst pain for me this time was the contractions, especially combined with healing from a C-section. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">So as of now, with JD being about 3.5 months, I have approximately 1500 oz. frozen. Which sounds like a ton, but if I suddenly dried up, would only feed him for about two months. I'm essentially pumping enough every day right now to not only feed him, but freeze 15-18 oz. daily. I suppose it's a good problem to have, and he's growing well. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I obviously credit being home with him for a longer maternity leave for a big part of my great supply. I also knew what I was doing and am still a bit terrified of my supply tanking around 9 months like it did with Coop so this gives me a much better cushion!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">While on maternity leave, I would obviously feed on demand. Then once he started sleeping in better blocks of time, I pumped before bed. Like most women, I produce a lot overnight while sleeping, so I would pump after any night/morning feeds. Once he started sleeping through the night (and now) I still pump before I go to bed, and after his first two morning feeds. On days that I work, it's typically just once that I get to nurse him in the morning. I send about 16.5 oz in bottles to daycare and he typically finishes them. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">At work, I try to pump three times - around 9/9:30, 1 and again at 3:30 - approximately the same time he takes his bottles. He actually doesn't typically take his last bottle until 4:15 or so - which would have bothered me with Cooper but since I have a healthy supply is OK in this case. When I went back to work, he typically wanted to nurse almost immediately once we got home, but now he gives me until about 6 - long enough to get bottles made and supper prepped.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">He usually nurses 2-3 times total before bed. It just depends and since JD began sleeping 9-10 hour stretches pretty early on I don't worry too much about it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">We aren't on a real schedule as he definitely wants to eat more often when I'm around :) But he's growing and my body is keeping up with the demand so I figure we are good!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I did try to cut back on my pumping a couple weeks ago and was dropping the night pump. But I ended up with mastitis because we had a busy day and I skipped two pumps, so I've picked it up again. Once I'm done with the antibiotics I'll probably try to drop it again. I would like to continue adding to my freezer stash, but honestly, I'd be happy with just an extra 9-12 oz. a day at this point. I've been doing some reading on WHO and am leaning toward continuing with breastmilk past the age of 1 - I'll definitely drop my pumping at or before then, but may continue bedtime nursing, as well as stretch out the frozen stash, to help my little guy continue to get his mommy milk daily for as long as possible. But right now, the goal is to make it to a year, and fingers crossed, we will get there and then figure things out!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">In terms of eating/drinking, I don't have any real limitations other than being very conservative with alcohol. I did pump and dump one night and it was sad but vital :) I do still drink occasionally, but try to do so immediately after feeding and only one beverage every few hours, based on my weight. I drink a ton of water (80+ oz. daily) and have nuts or a nutty granola bar at least once a day. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I was concerned that working out/running again would hurt my supply but that hasn't been the case! I have to schedule things around feeding times and wear good bras, but that's it. I actually felt like I started producing MORE once I began increasing activity, so that was good. I do feel like my body is holding on to more flab and I'm starving ALL THE TIME but I also weigh 20 lbs. less than I did postpartum with Coop.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">So basically, it is easier the second time around, and in my experience, there's a much better supply! We are just cruising right through and I'm glad - 3 bottles, etc. a day is more than enough to wash. </span><br />
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Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00269731384152577309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930686168263159492.post-88349226074707328492015-09-14T13:40:00.002-05:002015-09-14T13:40:27.719-05:00Weekend rewind<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Just like that, another weekend is over. Time sure is flying. I can't believe September is practically halfway over, and I sure can't believe I've already been back to work more than five weeks! Next thing I know I'll be enrolling my kids in college!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">It was a pretty typical weekend in our hood. I had plans to do a chicken/rice bake on Friday, but Cooper requested pizza and obviously that's 10X easier so of course we went with that. I haven't cleaned house in about three weeks and needed to do that but instead decided to just chill and we watched a movie. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Saturday morning JD woke up around 6:30 and was the first in the house to stir. So after feeding him and pumping, I decided to hit the pavement for a run. The weather was in the 50s and it was absolutely gorgeous. It's really hard for me to get in a good run any day other than the weekend because mornings are so hectic and I can't get up early or I'd have to pump first, so I always try to run both Saturday morning and Sunday evening. I've been wanting to take the plunge and do the 5K distance for a few weeks but have been chicken shit ... and let's face it, it's been hot. I started out strong and feeling good, and about a half mile in decided to go for it, not to worry about pace, just run. I ended up doing 3.3 miles and felt great!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">After I got home we got to cleaning, my FIL's birthday was last week and we had intended to go to their house (about an hour away) to visit, but they were planning to come through, so we just told them we would grill. So we got the kitchen/living room tidy and Cooper and I made a cake. Once again, the weather was gorgeous so wen just chilled outside. After they left, we changed clothes and went up to my parents'. My dad farms and is in the middle of corn harvest. My cousin used to help him, but changed jobs and actually works for a farm now, so of course he can't help, and my dad needed help running the grain cart from the field to the grain bins again. It was a shorter day since we didn't make it up there until around 4, but helped free up my dad a bit. After that, we went to Cape to look at a used deep freeze - my milk supply is great, but mine and my parents' freezers are now filled with it, so I needed some extra storage space. This is an older model but works great and I got a good deal on it so I don't feel bad that we will likely just use it for a year and then I will resell it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Sunday morning after breakfast, hubs went outside to do some bush hogging while I worked on laundry and more house work. We needed more groceries and he was planning to help my dad again, but there was a couple hours before he needed to leave, so I fed JD, put him down for a nap and hightailed it. Poor little JD didn't have the best weekend (growth spurt?) and hubby actually ended up giving him a bottle in the 1.5 hours I was gone! Thankfully that seemed to make things a bit better for the rest of the day. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">After a quick lunch, hubs went up north while I stayed back with the boys, since Cooper needed a nap and I needed to clean. Once we got to my parents' house, I helped them do a few things while the guys finished up in the field and moved the equipment! I was getting changed for a run when they got home. I'd rather pound the pavement but decided to just run the field row across from my parents, as well as a little on the highway to make for a two mile run. Running in the grass sure is a challenge, my calves/ankles were sore this morning! But it was a great run and I enjoyed it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Since we didn't know how late they would work, my mom planned supper for all of us, which definitely helped me in the cooking/dishes department :) Then once we got home it was time for some Big Brother, baths and bed. All in time for another Monday!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I've gotten back into meal planning and actually did a little prep yesterday (I'm sooo ready to lose the last 2 lbs. of pregnancy weight) so thought I would share :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Sunday: Pizza and chips</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Monday: Pinto beans in the crock pot, cornbread muffins</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Tuesday: Chicken, rice, black beans and corn casserole, tomatoes (eat plain or burrito-style)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Wednesday: Leftovers</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Thursday: Leftovers</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Friday: Baked salmon, rice, salad</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Saturday: Leftovers/TBA</span><br />
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<br />Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00269731384152577309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930686168263159492.post-41767160148146682572015-09-09T08:00:00.000-05:002015-09-09T08:00:07.185-05:00Cooper's first broken bone<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Alternative title: How my entire family got poked and prodded by doctors in an eight-week time period.</em> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">When JD was 1.5 weeks old, Cooper broke his collarbone. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">It was a Saturday and we were at the park for a family event and it began sprinkling. Cooper was climbing up a piece of playground equipment, slipped and fell. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Poor thing couldn't lift his arm at first and we weren't sure what was going on, but it looked like his collarbone had a point in it and he complained it was "bumpy." Urgent Care was only open for about another hour and costs us quite a bit less out of pocket, so we loaded up and went that way. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Mind you, there was no way I was leaving my 1.5 week old with ANYONE (no bottles yet and just too little for this mama to feel OK) but he also wasn't sitting in a hospital waiting room. So while the big boys went inside to wait, I sat in the car, then headed in with JD once I got a text that they were in a room. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">An X-ray confirmed what, unfortunately, we already knew. Collarbone breaks are actually the most common in kids, which isn't surprising as much as they fall. Thankfully it was a clean break and they said to just do Tylenol and it would heal on its own. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Poor little Cooper was miserable though and would sometimes put pressure on his arm, forgetting about the break. So the following Monday, I called our family doctor to get him in. She confirmed what the NP at Urgent Care said. They do make immobilizers, but nothing that small. However, we decided to get a small sling for him. It helped to hold up the arm, but more importantly, reminded Cooper (and the kids at daycare) that he was hurt so not to use the arm. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Meanwhile, my little buddy didn't want to do much other than walk, so less than 2 weeks out from my C-section (and that Monday was actually hubby's first day back to work, so I was alone with both kids, one injured) I was lifting the 34 lb toddler and such. When I technically wasn't supposed to lift more than 10 lbs. Or drive. Whoops. Thankfully I know how to lift with my legs and had stopped taking pain medication. I actually told my dr at my 2 week follow up that week after getting the all clear and her response? You're a mom. You've got to do what you've got to do.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Thankfully after a couple weeks Cooper felt much better! We did swim lessons and he did great and I think he's all healed and will hopefully forget the broken bone ever happened.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Me? I'm telling God to stop testing me. A husband with a broken foot was bad enough, but add in a C-section, low blood sugar/partially jaundice baby and a toddler with a broken collarbone, and it was all I could handle. Wine, anyone? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">My hometown does a big festival called Neighbor Days over the Labor Day weekend. This year, I planned to just take the boys up for the parade and a bit of socializing on Saturday. But, since Cooper won the Tiny Mister last year, he had to go and "retire" his crown on Friday night - ha! So we ended up letting him ride a few rides before heading home. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Saturday morning hubby and I got up and ran. We've figured out a system where we let the boys wake us up on the weekends. Hubby will go for his run while I feed JD and pump, then I'll get ready. We live in the country so it can be a little sketchy but I run with mace and always end my Map My Run app immediately so he knows that I'm done. I felt pretty accomplished to get 2 miles in before 8 a.m. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Afterwards we got cleaned up and headed back up north for the parade and some more rides. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Cooper got me to get on a couple rides with him. I'm pretty sure they are scarier as a 30 year old than a kid, but then again, as a 30 year old I'm a scared mama who is aware that the people putting those rides together basically make minimum wage. I tried to get out of it but he was willing to use his last ticket for me to ride the swings with him, how does a mama say no to that? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">We went home and had naps and cleaning all around on Saturday! It was in the 90s here and we were all hot and tired. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Sunday morning I woke up around 4 a.m. and felt like my left boob was about to burst (sorry if that's TMI). I went back to bed after pumping 14.5 oz. (yowza) and had chills so I was pretty sure it was mastitis. I've had a very healthy supply this time around and have been eliminating the before bed pump, but since I'd also skipped a pump that morning, apparently it got to me. I ended up taking both a morning and afternoon nap. Tylenol helped but I still had an ache so we went to Urgent Care later in the day. I say we, but actually mean that hubby and the boys dropped me off then went to pick up groceries - no way my babies were sitting in that germy waiting room! About three hours later, I got the script, but we had to drive about 40 minutes to get it filled as all the pharmacies in our town close at 6 on Sundays. But it was an easy process and we just stopped to have pizza for supper. We went home and watched Big Brother and I passed out in the recliner with my littlest love. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Thankfully I felt much better Monday morning (they said it was good that I caught it before fever so it didn't get too bad) so I went for a run after feeding JD. My dad farms and was beginning his corn harvest but needed hubby to help him get a few things started, so he and Cooper went up and I met them at my parents house later. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">The boys both got to ride the combine and Cooper has now declared he wants to be a farmer when he grows up. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">And now it's somehow Tuesday and back to work. Whew. How was your holiday weekend? </span><br />
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<br />Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00269731384152577309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930686168263159492.post-31458727484046129452015-09-01T12:00:00.000-05:002015-09-01T12:00:01.915-05:00What's in a name?<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Our girl name was set ... Chelsea Danielle. Hailey was our backup name just in case, but we had nothing for a boy, other than the middle name, Daniel (that's hubby's middle name so since Coop's middle name is Michael for Michelle, we had to incorporate hubs in some way for this one.)Throughout the pregnancy I joked that if R2 was a boy, his name may be Baby Boy, and it was almost that! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">We had so many lists, marking off names, etc. it was insane. A couple weeks before I was due, we narrowed it down to three names: Wade, Ryan and Jacob. Ethan was on the fence, but there were, of course, drawbacks to each. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Wade: My husband wasn't really sold on, said it wasn't a name. Ryan: Our last name is the same as a famous actor with the first name of Ryan. Jacob: I have a cousin named Jacob (we call him Jake) but we liked it because I wanted to do an initial name like JD. Ethan I was never sure on because it seems super popular and then his initials would be ER (or ED if you consider first/middle names.)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">So I had basically settled on Wade but was keeping Jacob and Ryan as runners-up, just in case he came out and didn't look like a Wade. I was ready for a boy, until we were driving to the hospital. At 5:15 a.m., when I was scheduled for a 7:30 a.m. C-section, my husband vetoed the name Wade, saying he just didn't feel right about it. At that point, I told him he better pray we were having a girl, because if not we were screwed and would be bringing home Baby Boy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Well, we all know how it turned out - we had a boy and had to come up with a name. On his birth day, I actually didn't feel any of the three names were right and went back to Ethan for a bit. But I decided to sleep on it, and the next morning woke up considering Jacob again. After much deliberation/weighing the pros and cons (and asking the baby for his opinion, duh) I settled on Jacob Daniel. My little JD. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Funny side note: For the first bit, Cooper insisted his brother's name was Daniel. We'd say "Jacob ..." and Cooper would be like no, call him Daniel. Sometimes it was even Daniel Tiger. Ha!</span></div>
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Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00269731384152577309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930686168263159492.post-81756211841054926442015-08-31T10:30:00.000-05:002015-08-31T10:30:00.681-05:00C-section<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">One of my biggest fears since my first prenatal visit (actually since my postpartum check with Cooper when they commented had they known he was so big we would have scheduled a section) was a C-section. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Cooper was huge ... 9 lbs. 13 oz. ... and they say most of the time, subsequent babies are bigger. So at my 10 week appt., they set the stage for a section if it were another big baby, and it didn't go very well. I cried and basically told them I didn't see why I couldn't push out another since I already had and we were both fine. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">However, at that point, my hubby told me to calm down and not worry about it yet. I still had six months of pregnancy and we would wait and see what happened. Additionally, my OB was totally on board to wait and see as well - she even noted that her first was almost 9 lbs. while the other two were in the 7s so it was totally possible to have a smaller baby. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Husband told me that, if push came to shove, that he would handle everything for me and be the voice of reason to respect my wishes. At that point, I specifically began praying that if I needed a C-section, it wouldn't be based off of size alone, but that God would make it very clear <em>by making the baby breech or some other medical reason. </em></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I went through the pregnancy thinking I would be like her and have a smaller baby this time around. With Cooper, I measured 2-3 weeks ahead consistently once I hit the third trimester, but I was pretty much on track the entire time with JD. At every appointment when they checked, he was head down and ready to go.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">To get a better idea of baby's size, we scheduled an ultrasound at 36 weeks. I totally went in thinking that since I was measuring on track, it would really just be a chance to get to see the baby's face, and I was totally cool with that. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">So imagine my surprise when she said the baby was breech. Oh and that the head was like the 90th percentile. Geez. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">In between the ultrasound and appointment, my heart kind of sank. It totally wasn't the news I had anticipated. But I also couldn't help but laugh. Here God gave me EXACTLY what I asked for, and who am I to dispute that? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Unfortunately my doctor was out that day, so we met with one of the nurse practitioners. We were essentially told that it was very unlikely the baby would flip on its own at that point, especially since the weight was already about 7.5 lbs. There is a procedure called an external version where they can try to get the baby to flip while still in utero. It has a decent success rate, and you are hooked up to monitors the whole time so if the baby is in distress, you quit and do a C-section. It was our understanding that if we went that route, it would need to be done around 37/38 weeks. If successful, we would go home, if not, the baby would be born that day. Crazy, and a lot to process. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Over the course of the next week, I did a ton of research about the external version, etc. And I just never felt at peace with it and felt that God had spoken very clearly to me that I was meant to have a C-section, which is what I decided I was going to favor when talking to the doctor. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Thankfully, when I saw her at 37 weeks, she came in the room and point blank said that was the best thing, due to baby's positioning and size. I absolutely love this doctor so I was thrilled that we were on the same page. Within 15 minutes, we had a date and time set for two weeks later, at 39 weeks, 1 day. She said it was always possible for baby to flip, which I would feel, and if that happened, we would go back to the drawing board. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Having now experienced both a <a href="mailto:v@ginal">v@ginal</a> and C-section birth, I can tell you that there are pros and cons of each. Thankfully with mine being scheduled, I knew what was happening and had time to plan and get all my ducks in a row. For instance, I took primarily high-waist maternity pants to the hospital to help hold my binder. We bought a recliner which was the best thing I could have done, considering that it greatly pained me to get in/out of bed. </span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Recovery time: Obviously the C-section has been harder and took longer, but it wasn't as bad as I thought. Right now I still have some soreness and inflammation, but it hasn't been too horrible. I began running again at 6 weeks and stopped wearing the band around 9 weeks. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Labor: Total C-section win here. There's no labor. I had my hair done the day before, did my makeup and felt amazing the whole time. It also takes away the guessing game of when to go to the hospital, to an extent.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Leave: I had enough time built up to actually take 11 weeks paid and still have some time when I returned. However; you are given 8 weeks recovery for C-section compared to 6. I also ended up with more short-term disability pay per my policy. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Baby's health: Believe it or not, Jacob was in much better shape that Cooper after birth. Coop's APGAR was a 3, JD's was a 9. Birth was quite traumatic for Coop and it was like 3 hours until I really got to hold him, and honestly I was exhausted and didn't care. We got to keep JD with us pretty much the whole time. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Hospital stay: Insurance pays 48 hours with a vaginal or 96 hours with a C-section. Since we had hit our out of pocket max either way, we stayed the full time allowed because it was nice to have the extra hands to help, prepared meals, no house to clean, etc. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">The day of: I would push kids out 100 times over to avoid that first time out of the hospital bed post C-section. It was all I could do to roll over and get out of the bed, not to mention walk about 16 feet to the bathroom. That night we went down the hall and I questioned if I would ever walk normal again. I pushed myself too hard and ended up getting hot and dizzy and needing a wheelchair to take me back to the room. Talk about embarrassing! However, after a good night's sleep, I felt 10 times better and moved with much more ease the following day.</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Reading this, it looks like I would prefer a C-section but seriously, I would push out 10 kids to having one C-section. However, the most important part is that my baby and I are both healthy. How he got here doesn't matter, it's that he is here. <br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Jacob Daniel, you are now a quarter of a year! The cliché saying is true - I feel like you were just born last week, but also feel like you've always been a part of our little family. I forget what life was like without you.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I like you the most right now. Ha! I'm sure there will come a day when you are a mean little 3.5 year old and I don't like you much either. But I'll always love you the same. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Despite everyone telling me not to, I feel like I totally wished away your brother's first year of life wanting him to grow up and reach the next milestone, so I've learned my lesson. You will roll over and all that jazz when the time is right. But if I keep you from too much tummy time to keep that from happening, that's OK too :) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">You are the sweetest little thing. You just love to be held and cuddle. Although you are on a decent schedule when away from me, you still like to nurse every 1-2 hours during the day when I'm home, and that's, for the most part, OK. Except when you decide you are starving when I'm sitting down to eat supper. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">You coo, smile so much, and have started to giggle. You are a ticklish little thing!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Your hair is getting thinner on top, and I think some is coming back in blonde. Your eyes are still blue. Everyone agrees that you and your brother have a lot of similarities, but you resemble me more. I'll take it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">You are very tall, and can wear some 9 month clothes based on the height. I'd guess you weigh about 15 lbs, but we don't go to the doctor for another month. You have fat rolls on your arms and legs and no neck, and I love it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">This month, mama had to go back to work and you started day care. It broke my heart to leave you. I wish we had a year of maternity leave. I'm back in the swing of things and enjoying work and know it's the best possible thing I can do for my family, but still so unbelievably difficult to do. I need a maid, nanny and chef it sometimes seems. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">But you are doing great - all the kids seem to love you, and big brother likes you going with him. You take 3 bottles at day care - you started with 4.5 oz. but are now up to 5.5 oz. You prefer nursing and while it ties me down, I love having you as my little man and getting that quality time. Right now I wake you to nurse around 6:45, then you take a bottle between 9-10; 12:30-1:30 and the last one between 3:30-4:30. You are very slow with the bottles but an efficient nurser. You like to have a little snack around 6 p.m., then will usually nurse again around 8:30. If we are busy and you stay up later, I'll give you a little snack before bed as well. I am producing well so you are gaining great and I'm still freezing quite a bit. I try to put you to bed no later than 10, and you sleep great for the most part. We still swaddle, but you scoot a lot. On weekends you often sleep until around 8 a.m.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">You've started gnawing on your hands, blankets, etc. I guess I'll have to dig out some sort of teether-type items for you. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Big brother is in love with you. He always wants to hold you, play with you, kiss you goodnight, etc. He still calls you Baby Toots sometimes - ha!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Anytime we go outside, it seems to calm you. You continue to be my running buddy - I found a new to us jogging stroller so we've gone on a few runs together and you like to just chill and typically fall asleep. You really like looking at the light or contrasts.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">We took you swimming one day and you seemed to really like the water. I hope you are a fish like your big brother. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">You aren't a huge fan of your pack & play, but like the swing, bouncer and play mat. You tolerate tummy time rather well. We have pulled out the bumbo and it just depends on your mood, and likely how tired you are, whether you sit up tall or slump over.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I love you so much. I think you are the absolutely perfect addition to our family. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Basically, we wanted to heed off as much jealousy as we could, so Jacob actually wasn't in the room when Cooper got there. Once he got there, we called the nursery and asked that they bring baby brother in about five minutes. My parents brought him to the hospital, and Jimmy actually met them at the door to the baby wing to get Cooper, while my parents stayed in the waiting room.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Cooper really loves balloons right now, so he brought a baby boy one as well as Spider-Man. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Once he got in the room, he gave me the balloons and we let him take in that mommy was in the bed, had a boo boo on her tummy and couldn't get up. He was already asking about his baby brother (He called him "Dannel" which was good since we knew that was the middle name but still nothing on a first name!) and squealed when the nurse brought his brother into the room. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I think they were immediately best friends <3</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Cooper, of course, wanted to hold his little brother, so after a quick lecture about being VERY careful and loading up the chair with pillows, Jimmy handed him over and stayed right by his side, of course. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">It only lasted a few minutes (toddlers and their attention spans) so we went ahead and told my parents to come back. Cooper went back and forth wanting to hold his brother and play.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">They boys also exchanged presents - Cooper got the baby a little monkey toy/lovey, while JD gave his big brother an Avengers shirt. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">So on my 38 week update, I noted that the baby was big and breech. We had actually scheduled a C-section at my 37 week appointment. I'll go into much more detail about that decision later, but I was totally at peace with it, but didn't share that I was going to have a C-section with too many people prior to because I really think I was hoping up to the time I went in the baby would flip and I would be able to attempt the vaginal birth after all. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Anyhow, the C-section was scheduled for 7:30 a.m., and we were to report to the hospital at 5:30 a.m. to get my IVs, etc. I woke up around 3 a.m. to use the rest room and was so nervous/anxious that I couldn't go back to sleep. Knowing we had to be on the road around 4:45, I finally just got out of bed around 3:30 a.m. to get the final things packed and do my makeup. I had gotten my hair done the day before and basically thought that if I couldn't sleep I may as well make myself look pretty since it would be the last time for awhile!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I wasn't supposed to eat, but didn't want the hubs to starve, so went ahead and made him breakfast, and we got on the road. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I decided to drive since I knew it would be a good two weeks before I could again. We were driving to the hospital talking about how weird it was that I could drive, we knew the baby would be here in a few hours, etc. Jimmy also took this opportunity to tell me that my choice for a boy name (Wade) was one he really didn't like and just couldn't do. Yes, hours away from meeting a baby that could be (and, obviously, was) a boy, and he vetoes my name choice. So we were back to the drawing board (and that's another post too!) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Anyhow, we arrived at the hospital and got checked in. We had a nice, large room at the end of the hall, thanks to my cousin who is an L&D nurse. She actually got to help deliver Cooper, but sadly was off the day JD was born. Once there I signed some paperwork, had some blood drawn and was hooked up to monitors. Then we waited ...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">When they came down to get me and roll me to the OR, it was the most surreal feeling. The next time I came down that hall, I would have another baby. It was just so crazy and I practically had tears in my eyes. Once we got to the OR, hubs kissed me and waited in the hallway (they don't let them in until they start cutting) so that was super sad, and I'm sure a little scary for him. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">The OR was a weird experience too. I've had a couple surgeries before but never been awake, obviously. I got my spinal while they got ready and it was a great process. So to be awake for the prep was a total wow moment - they triple checked the number of all the supplies and we made all sorts of small talk - guessing baby's sex, size, etc. At this point I was still positive it was a girl and made the joke if it were a boy his name would be Baby Boy since my name got vetoed minutes before and said it would be a little under a 9 lb. baby. I actually told the doctor that if she pulled out a baby less than 8 lbs. (part of the reason we scheduled a week early was size, and Cooper was 9 lbs. 13 oz.) that she better put the baby back in because I wouldn't know what to do with a baby that small!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">We talked about BBQ places and dance studios in the town where I live, and then the sheet went up and before I knew it, husband was at my side. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I remember telling them that the area below my right rib felt SO bruised and told them they'd have to pay attention to the body part there (it was his head, as I suspected). I felt a lot of tugging but it was just such a relaxed atmosphere in the room - another day at the office. Next thing I knew, there was total relief and the doctor says "I'm not putting this one back in." Then she held up the baby and said it was a boy! And of course, my heart immediately doubled in size, while I was shocked to have another son. He was born at 7:54 a.m.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">One of our friends, Erica, is a respiratory therapist at the hospital where I delivered and working that day so she was in the room. She commented that he looked just like Cooper. They started cleaning up and assessing him, and I told hubby to go over there, I was fine. The anesthesiologist was by my head and held the curtain back so I could see them working. We had the big camera and someone brought it to show me a picture of my little man, and he was brought to me soon as well. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Once they were done stitching me up, we went back down the hall, with me holding my new little man and my husband by my side! Things were still crazy for about an hour, but hubby did text my mom and friends to tell them baby was born and we were great, but no details (Oh, the torture!) After things calmed down, we called my parents and told Cooper he had a baby BROTHER! He shrieked and mom said he started jumping up & down. We then made the other phone calls and texts. </span><br />
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<br />Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00269731384152577309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930686168263159492.post-33627860170669865192015-05-12T09:48:00.001-05:002015-05-12T09:48:47.339-05:00Baby R2: 37 weeks<div style="margin: 0px;">
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>How far along:</strong> 37 weeks. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><br /><strong>How big is the baby: </strong>Typically about 6 1/3 lbs. this one measured about 7.5 at last week's ultrasound so another one on the bigger side - I'd guess close to 8 lbs. at this point? About 19 inches long. The head is also in the 90th percentile. Which is large, but they said actually less dangerous than Cooper's wide shoulders were. Baby's brain and lungs are fully maturing. Lots of babies have a full head of hair, from 1/2 to 1 1/2 inches ... and we saw hair during the U/S!</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><br /><strong>Weight gain/loss:</strong> About 33.5 lbs. <br /><br /><strong>Sleep: </strong>I like it and need more of it! Hard to get comfy and too many bathroom breaks. <br />
<br /><strong>Diet/Cravings/Aversions:</strong> The past few days I've really started having that nauseous, not hungry feeling. Super sad because today is potluck day at work. </span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><br /><strong>Gender:</strong> Still a surprise :) <br /><br /><strong>Movement:</strong> Quite a bit. I like to watch the waves in my belly. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Every since this pregnancy was confirmed, you have been my No. 1 thought. No matter what, you are my first baby, the one that made me a mama and taught me so much. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">There was a time that I thought I could never love another baby as much as you. To be honest, I'm still a little unsure. How could anyone ever duplicate what we have (even though you are a Daddy's boy who I am sure hates me 50% of the time.) I totally could have seen my life with you as an only child. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">But believe it or not, you are a big part of the reason we wanted to have another baby. We want you to have that best friend. If anything happens to your Daddy and I, we want you to have another piece of us that you can lean on and support. And to be brutally honest, we believe you will learn more life lessons as a big brother than any other way. You will learn so much about sharing, not being a brat, and things that we believe can only be taught with a sibling in the home. Because let's face it, you are pretty spoiled right now and need to be knocked off your pedestal a notch. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">People always ask if this is my first, then when they hear I have another, what the age difference is. And how you will handle it. Honestly? I think you will be the best big brother. You already seem to love this little one. Most nights before bed when we give kisses, you have to hug and kiss my belly and tell Tootie (your nickname for the baby) "I love you soooo much!" You are learning that all the things you used as a baby or have outgrown will be used again and seem thrilled by it. About a month ago, we finally decided it was time to take your well-loved boots out of the closet as they were getting tight, and you took them to the nursery "for baby sister!"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">You're pretty funny, because for the longest time you said Tootie was a baby sister, but now you state "She's a boy like Daddy and me."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Just the other day, I took you for doughnuts since you were such a good boy during your haircut and we had about 20 minutes to burn before picking up a prescription. I'm feeling pretty emotional lately, and watching your sweet face as you ate the treat, licked glaze off your fingers and drank milk just about made me lose it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">On one hand, I feel like I'm about to turn your world upside down. But on the other, I truly feel that we are giving you the greatest gift. You get to be a big brother and have a little sibling. Someone who will look up to you and idolize you. I know you'll fight and there will be times you hate each other, but that's OK. It's normal. At the end of the day, I just want to know that no matter what, you'll always love and be there for each other. </span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Camera with battery and charger</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Phone chargers</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Flip flops. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Toiletries for showering, etc. Including a loofah. Lotion. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">My small battery-operated hand fan. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Books</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">A tub of food. I remember always being STARVING around 10-11 p.m. after Cooper was born so I'll want some munchies.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Notebook to keep notes/updates throughout the birthday process. I actually recently found the notes from Cooper's birth and really love that I have that. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Insurance/ID cards</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Onesies, hats, socks, mittens. Yes the hospital has the generic stuff but I don't like that. I'm also throwing in a couple headbands if it's a girl. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Headbands and ponytail holders for mom.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Toothbrush</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Straightener and/or curling irons. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Makeup </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Car seat</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Mom's clothes</span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Nursing bras/tanks</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Yoga pants</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Maxi dress to wear home</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">My own gown - debating this one. I hate to mess it up but really hate the hospital ones </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Robe </span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Clothes, etc. for dad</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Garbage bags for laundry, extra tote for any gifts, etc. brought to the hospital (that stuff seems to multiply!)</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Cooper's "Big Brother" present from the baby.</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">And of course, I also have to pack a Grandma/PaPa bag for little man. </span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">3 pairs pajamas</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">5-6 shirts</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">3 pr. jeans, 3 pr. shorts</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Undies, socks, white T-shirts</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">A few books</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">A stuffed animal</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Boots, flip flops, tennis shoes</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Hats</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Medicine (just in case)</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">His present to give the baby</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">His "big brother bag" that he got at the sibling class offered by the hospital</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Thankfully since my parents are close by and have been watching him quite a bit with doctors appointments, they keep a lot of the essentials like baby wash, cups, etc. at their house so there isn't too much we have to drop off. We also intend to probably leave a car seat with them in the next week or so, that way we don't have to worry about transferring that over if we meet them at 3 a.m. while en route to the hospital. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>How far along:</strong> 36 weeks, less than 30 days until my due date!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><br /><strong>How big is the baby: </strong>Baby weighs approximately 6 lbs, gaining about an ounce a day! He/she is about 18.5 inches long, the length of a head of Romaine lettuce. "Tootie" as big brother calls the baby, is shedding most of the downing hair and the waxy substance that protects the skin. He/she is swallowing them and will become meconium passed in the first bowel movements. At the end of this week, I'm considered "early term!"</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><br /><strong>Weight gain/loss:</strong> I'm avoiding the scale these days. It was a rough week. <br /><br /><strong>Sleep: </strong>Depends. I'm tired but have a hard time getting comfortable. I think I woke up for three bathroom breaks one night? And since hubs is on crutches (more on that later) I let him have my side of the bed, which is closer to the bathroom, so that's taking some getting used to. <br /><br /><strong>Diet/Cravings/Aversions:</strong> I'm finding I'm not hungry and just eating whatever is easiest to whip up. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Oh, and I have a husband on crutches. Long story short, last week he was out riding/playing with the horses while I was on the treadmill and in the workout room. When I was about ready to wrap everything up, Cooper ran in saying "mommy, that horse hurt daddy's leg." I freaked and ran outside - he was standing but in pain The horse bucked and threw him, then when J landed the horse essentially fell over on him. After a little debating, we spent four glorious (haha) hours in the ER to be diagnosed with a broken foot. In the grand scheme of things, I know it's really great that it was ONLY a small bone in the foot where he could have had a broken pelvis, ribs, back, neck, etc. from such a large animal, but being on crutches really, really sucks. Orthopedic dr. today and if they won't do a walking boot I'll likely cry/flip out. </span></div>
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Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00269731384152577309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930686168263159492.post-83593327620608706462015-04-28T09:12:00.003-05:002015-04-28T09:12:27.658-05:00Baby R2: 35 weeks<div style="margin: 0px;">
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>How far along:</strong> 35 weeks, and just 35 days until my due date! It seems like just yesterday we hit the under 50 days mark. April has absolutely flown by, and I'm hoping May does the same. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><br /><strong>How big is the baby: </strong>Baby is about 5.25 lbs., 18 inches long, and as large as a honeydew melon. Since things are snug in the womb, movements aren't as dramatic, but still there. Kidneys are fully developed and baby can process some waste products through the liver. His/her main job until born is to pack on the pounds. </span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><br /><strong>Weight gain/loss:</strong> Exactly 31 lbs. <br /><br /><strong>Sleep: </strong>Good for the most part, although it seems that I'm taking 2 bathroom breaks every night now. My heating pad is definitely a lifesaver. <br /><br /><strong>Diet/Cravings/Aversions:</strong> Nothing specific</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>The belly:</strong> Large. I measured the other day for fun (obviously I have a warped mind) and it was about 42 inches. EEK! All for a very good cause though. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>What I'm Loving:</strong> Being so close to the due date, I feel like I'm in the final stretch and there is an end in sight. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>Best moment of the week:</strong> I'm on the committee for a large awards banquet in our town and it went off without a hitch, with lots of great compliments. The stinkers actually surprised me with an award as well, which was pretty cool.</span></span> </div>
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<br />Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00269731384152577309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930686168263159492.post-5520936644914030082015-04-21T11:00:00.001-05:002015-04-21T11:00:18.110-05:00Baby R2: 34 weeks!<div style="margin: 0px;">
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>How far along:</strong> 34 weeks!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><br /><strong>How big is the baby: </strong>Baby weighs about 4.75 lbs. and is around the size of a cantaloupe. About 18 inches long, fat layers are still filling out the baby, making him/her rounder, and the skin is mother than ever. Baby's lungs are continuing to mature. For those worried about preterm labor (since I feel like this baby may fall out if I sneeze) the good news is that babies born between 34-37 weeks with no other health problems generally do just fine. </span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><br /><strong>Weight gain/loss:</strong> Exactly 30 lbs. <br /><br /><strong>Sleep: </strong>Really great. I'm finding that my back is aching a bit more in the mornings so I need to pull out the pillow to have in between my knees. <br /><br /><strong>Diet/Cravings/Aversions:</strong> Pretty much in love with peanut M&Ms.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>Worries:</strong> Absolutely nothing other than actually making it to my due date! I'm really uncomfortable and sometimes the thought of X more days (42 as of today) is a little overwhelming/unbearable. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>The belly:</strong> Big and low. I get comments from the hubby almost daily somewhat to the effect of "whoa, that baby sure is growing." Sigh. Stretch marks are still silver so no new ones and I'm glad for that. I can't bend over (had him get my shoes on the other day) and it's just generally hard to move these days. </span></div>
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<br />Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00269731384152577309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930686168263159492.post-45496314783504382212015-04-20T16:00:00.001-05:002015-04-20T16:00:28.903-05:0015 minutes<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Mornings are a struggle in our house. None of us are really morning people and with so much to do, it always gets a little crazy, which leads to me getting upset around 7:25 when I still have to get dressed and need to be on the road in 5 minutes, have a toddler who doesn't want to listen, etc. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">But I've learned 15 minutes makes all the difference... I'm not rushed and walking in the door at 8:02 and just generally more pleasant. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Hubby is training a new guy at work, so while his job is typically flexible on when he arrives, since he has this guy riding along, J absolutely needs to be out at a pretty certain time to meet the new guy. Of course, it's not exactly fair to me for him to just leave and give me more responsibilities, so we are all just getting up a bit earlier to do things, and it's going perfect. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">A typical morning now looks like this: Hubby's alarm goes off at 5:45 ... we usually snooze once before he gets up and showers. I try to wake up/get out of bed when I hear him brushing his teeth, around 6:15. I start getting ready (hair, makeup, etc.) until he is done and heads down to feed the horses. Then I make my way into the kitchen. I've been prepping coffee the night before so it's already brewed and I start making bacon & eggs for his and Cooper's breakfast and packing up J's lunch. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Since Cooper is much more cooperative for his daddy than he is for me in the mornings, the deal is that J gets him ready while I take care of everything in the kitchen. On a good morning, once they make it to the kitchen, I am finishing up breakfasts so they can eat. Spending time with his daddy in the mornings always makes Cooper a bit happier as well. J typically eats a bacon, egg and cheese sandwich while Coop has a couple pieces of bacon - he also gets breakfast at daycare, but steals bits from the hubs if I don't have something for him! Once J is done, we walk him to the door (which is a long process since we have to stand there and wave, etc. until his truck is out of site!) and then I get C set up in front of the TV. By now it's a little before 7 so I head back to my bedroom and finish getting ready. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Lately, I've been STARVING at breakfast time so I've been making a sunny side up egg with a couple slices of bacon. It still doesn't hold me over until lunch but it does hold me over the minimum 3 hours thanks to the lovely prenatals. So I have time to make breakfast, pack lunch then sit down and eat. By then it's usually about 7:25 and I just sit with Coop Man until his show is over (that kid gets pissed if you turn the tv off in the middle of a show!) and we get on the road. Not only do I have time to drop him off and say bye, I'm getting to work 5-10 minutes early and starting the day off pretty relaxed and stress free. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">That, my friends, is totally worth it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Since my due date is quickly approaching, we are planning to have a bag packed for him and possibly some extra supplies at my parents house by the 36 week mark so it's one less thing to remember/forget, especially if we have to get on the road at 3 a.m. to take him. My mom is already trying to get things ready (they aren't excited at all :)) and was asking me what snacks, etc. to keep on hand. I thought it may be a good thing to blog - not only for other toddler mamas but also as a bit of a Cooper update. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">In short - he eats what we eat 90% of the time. He really looks up to his daddy and PaPa and will do just about anything they do! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Not only do I think he just has a great appetite, the fact that I nursed and then made his baby food, I believe, played a huge role in this!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">That kid loves his fruits and veggies. I was looking at a sale ad the other day and he saw the produce and was like "mom, can we get these and these," pointing to carrots and grapes. Strawberries are one of his favorites, and if he sees an apple he will often bite in, without even giving me a chance to wash it off (this is why I try to wash produce the minute I get home from the store!)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">While most of our snacks are at home, we also like grab-and-go options - which may be vital when he is at their house, as my dad farms and depending on the weather, they may be out in the tractor a big chunk of the day. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">We are big fans of crackers - animal crackers, goldfish, etc. These can, of course, be purchased pre-packaged or in bulk. Since I'm frugal, we typically buy the bigger containers and just package them into snack bags ourselves. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Cooper is also a HUGE fan of dairy products. He loves string cheese and yogurt. As a mom, I especially love giving him foods that pack in protein or some additional nutrition, so I love the Chobani Tots and Chobani Kids Greek Yogurt Pouches. Not only do I prefer Greek yogurt for myself due to the nutrition and high protein, when it comes to buying for Coop, I prefer it since it contains real fruits and vegetables and only natural ingredients - no preservatives or artificial colors and flavors!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">If all else fails, I don't think Cooper would ever say no to "peanut butter toast" - which is actually toast with jelly - typically grape or my mom's homemade strawberry jam! And that kid continues his love for spaghetti. In fact, the other night he declared spaghetti as "my favorite, you know." I make it pretty often as hubs and I like pasta, I can buy pasta made with veggies, extra fiber, etc., and it's easy, but always keep cans of Chef Boyardee around - the ABCs with meatballs are actually his favorites. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Then of course, there's always chocolate and brownie batter :) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>How far along:</strong> 33 weeks. Less than 50 days to go {not that I'm counting down or anything :)}</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><br /><strong>How big is the baby: </strong>Baby weighs more than 4 lbs. (about the size of a pineapple) and has topped 17 inches! He/she is rapidly losing the wrinkled, alien look. His/her skeleton is also hardening to prepare for birth. </span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><br /><br /><strong>Weight gain/loss:</strong> About 28 lbs. I think<br /><br /><strong>Sleep: </strong>Pretty good, especially since we turned on the A/C. It was so stuffy at night that I did it and I'm glad. <br /><br /><strong>Diet/Cravings/Aversions:</strong> I'm really loving pasta. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><strong>What's different this time:</strong> Well last pregnancy, I had kidney stones at some point between 32 and 33 weeks so I'm glad that's not happened this time. But in my 33 week post with Coop, I commented on how shocked people were to learn how close I was to my due date since I'm still "tiny" (HA!) and I've gotten that comment several times over the past week this time as well!</span></span></div>
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<br />Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00269731384152577309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930686168263159492.post-81674845114622814362015-04-10T16:24:00.004-05:002015-04-10T16:24:51.343-05:00Life lately<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Man, oh man. I feel like all I have time for these days are my bump updates and honestly? That's a stretch but I'd feel WAY too guilty if I didn't do them since I don't ever want this child to feel like he/she is getting the shaft. So let's do a little catch up post, shall we? </span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Honestly, I probably would have turned it on earlier this week if it weren't for our water pump going out. We have a water heat/air unit, which is great on utilities. But yeah ... Monday morning I realized our pump was running, running, running ... so hubs just had me unplug it. (Thank goodness I was off work and home that day.) Tuesday night he was up until almost 3 a.m. installing a new one and trying to get it to work. The next morning, I called my dad to ask if he knew who could help, and he called the man who works on their well/pump. By noon, we had water, praise the Lord! Turns out there was a small crack on the pipe leading into the house. Never have I been so glad to have water and be able to do dishes, etc. </span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Replacing that pipe meant a big pile of dirt for the little one to play in that night. So glad we had water to hose him off! </span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">My maternity photos are this weekend! The sad part? I had a dress in mind to wear but tried it on last night and it looks AWFUL. Seriously. So not to dig through the closet tonight!</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">This popped up on my Facebook and I think it's pretty darn cool. </span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I've been having some swelling, aches and pains so my dr. told me yesterday to pop up my feet and take some baths. So being the good patient I am, I listened. Thankfully hubby was at the appt. so he knows it's just doctor's orders!</span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">My parents usually watch Cooper when I have OB appts. since their house is more or less on the way. Coop's artic cat is up there and while he loves it, he's getting gutsier and gutsier. When he went over a hill on their acreage last night and we couldn't see him, my dad got on the Gator to go round him up. Then they "raced" back. Silly little boy. </span></li>
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