Just a quick recap of the weekend.
Friday night we went to Jason's co-workers house to hang out/dinner/dessert. We ate before we went since it was starting late & we were hungry. Jason made some halo halo but forgot to toast the pinipig (think rice krispies), but it was still pretty good. I had a tiny sip of Sangria and it was surprisingly good. I just wanted to taste it and was worried about my milk, but it turns out it's okay to have a little bit. Good thing Josiah wasn't due to eat for 2 hours at that point. We're slowly trying to get our social life back since we have kept ourselves in the house for the past 10 weeks. Two weekends ago, we went to the Redskins/Eagles game with our friends. It was a lot of fun even though we lost. I don't care what people say about burgundy&gold, I will always love them <3
Quick story about Matti on Friday. He & his friend (?) were upstairs playing and having a great time. Maybe two hours later, I noticed Matti lingering downstairs without his friend. He kept saying, "mommy.." really innocently which made me worry he was doing something he wasn't supposed to. He finally comes to me & says, "I want to go upstairs." I told him that he could go and he could play with his friend. He then told me that he didn't want to wake him up. His friend fell asleep on his bed and Matti didn't want to make too much noise playing so he was hanging out downstairs. How nice...wish he did that at home lol.
On the ride home that night, we asked him if he had a good time. He said that he did & we asked him what they did/played. He said that his friend told him in a scolding voice, "Go to your mommy!" I asked him why he would say that and Matti didn't give a clear answer. So, we changed the subject and asked him to tell us what they played. He mentioned how his friend fell asleep. We asked what he did then, and he replied with, "I yelled like this 'aaaaaaaaaahhhhh!'" with a smile on his face. "So, what did your friend do??" His reply? "He said, 'Go to your mommy!!" Hahah...oh Matti.
Anyway, Saturday we didn't have any plans. We wanted to go to the bank & pick up a few things, but it wasn't necessary. Jason's pretty awesome when it comes to Saturdays. He gets up with Matti & get him breakfast. They hang out and he'll check on me to see if Josiah is up & done eating. If he is, he'll usually take him so I can either sleep more or get a shower. I barely get a shower (&get ready) that lasts more than 10 minutes. So, I enjoy the days when I get them. The Saturday ended up cleaning out the walk-in closet in the guest room where we stay at. It filled 2 rooms and now you can actually walk into the closet. We moved a lot of our stuff downstairs since we really have no time frame as to when we're moving. Patience is virtue, right? We had a craving for cheese steaks but the place we get them at is a little bit of a drive (we're lazy) so we opted for Sheetz's version. Not very yummy. We had a smokehouse chicken though & that was good! Jason & I watched Copout and some of The Mask. Then, good night, sleep tight!
Sunday, we went to mass as usual. Josiah poops at church almost every Sunday. It's his "thing." It can't be any other church, it only happens at our church. He slept most of the mass and stayed pretty quiet. Matti on the other hand, is starting to act up. He was really good before. After mass we headed home to watch the game. John Beck is finally the starter QB which was who I thought was the better choice after pre season. We lost but like I said, I love my burgundy&gold. We didn't do much. Josiah fought his sleep & eating the whole day. & I feel like my body is trying to fight off some sort of sickness.
Before I end this since Baby J just woke up. Our blue bird died a week ago so we had to get a new friend for our yellow one. So, Matti picked out a new blue bird. We finally named them. Pickles & Barry. Barry is the new one & he's a lot younger so he's not so much of a chicken like Pickles. We're hoping we can hand time Barry & be able to teach him to sing/talk.
10.24.2011
10.20.2011
I just want to organize my world.
So far so good on more updates :)
Yesterday, I was trying to figure out what to have for dinner. I knew I didn't want Italian dishes because we had so much of it in the span of four days! I was feeling a chicken or pork type of night. I couldn't find anything, but Jason was on the same mindset as I was. I found a Hoisin Chicken recipe I made a few months ago & asked if he wanted that. He replied back saying he wanted the chicken that broke his tooth. Now, there's a story to that & it wasn't my terrible cooking that chipped his tooth! It was one of the new dishes I tried out early on in our marriage. Well, when he was younger, he chipped his tooth & has a cap on it. Did not know that. The chicken was super tender and he was loving the dish. Somehow, his tooth came lose & that became the 'chicken that broke his tooth.' He doesn't call it by its name which is Honey Chicken. I went on a search for my recipe. I have them scattered everywhere. I checked my laptop, my parents' computer, emails, and finally notebooks. I finally found it in a notebook. I've always told myself I needed to organize my recipes better. I started notebooks, but quickly misplace them & start new notebooks. I think I have three right now. I decided to put some on the computer & now those are on my laptop & my parents' computer. I have a recipe box I received from the wedding with index cards, but I get lazy about having to re write the recipes on the cards. That's in the boxes somewhere in the basement (with all our other things). So, I decided I'm going to keep them online. I'm not sure if I'm going to just make a new blog to keep private & slowly share the recipes when we try them. I have a lot of "want to try" recipes, but also have "tried & loved" recipes. I don't want to overload this blog with recipes, but I want to share the recipes at some point. So, we will see.
I can't really organize anything else. I've gone through clothes to get rid of the ones I never wear. I'm really bad about keeping things because it reminds me of when I wore them & things like that. Yet, I never wear them. So, I'm in the middle of that. Every time I start back up, one of the boys need me so I have to put it on hold. I'm on day four of that. I can't organize the rest of our things because they are all in boxes & it seems like we're never going to move. I'm trying to be patient but it is bothering me knowing there are so many things in those boxes that just need to be tossed or donated. I blame it on Pinterest because I have so many ideas on what I want to do to our home, but I have to wait. & I don't like waiting. So, I guess "organizing" my recipes is the substitute for that right now.
For those that don't know, we are moving sometime in the (hopefully) near future. We're out of the apartment and shacking it up at my parents' house. We're moving into the house I pretty much grew up in (here in the US) and I'm excited. I love that house although I haven't seen the inside in a while. I'm actually excited to clean up the yard once spring comes. We plan on staying in that house for as long as we can & maybe buy it if my parents decided to give it up at some point. Either way, we're staying there. We were supposed to be there by now, but the husband ended up breaking his back. He might even need surgery! So, we're not rushing them to leave because of that. There are other reasons so we are just waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting.
So yea, I better get lunch started around here. The second half of the day starts. My favorite. Lunch, naptime & daddy comes home! Haha...oh by the way, we had Smothered Pork Chops last night per Chef Jason :)
Yesterday, I was trying to figure out what to have for dinner. I knew I didn't want Italian dishes because we had so much of it in the span of four days! I was feeling a chicken or pork type of night. I couldn't find anything, but Jason was on the same mindset as I was. I found a Hoisin Chicken recipe I made a few months ago & asked if he wanted that. He replied back saying he wanted the chicken that broke his tooth. Now, there's a story to that & it wasn't my terrible cooking that chipped his tooth! It was one of the new dishes I tried out early on in our marriage. Well, when he was younger, he chipped his tooth & has a cap on it. Did not know that. The chicken was super tender and he was loving the dish. Somehow, his tooth came lose & that became the 'chicken that broke his tooth.' He doesn't call it by its name which is Honey Chicken. I went on a search for my recipe. I have them scattered everywhere. I checked my laptop, my parents' computer, emails, and finally notebooks. I finally found it in a notebook. I've always told myself I needed to organize my recipes better. I started notebooks, but quickly misplace them & start new notebooks. I think I have three right now. I decided to put some on the computer & now those are on my laptop & my parents' computer. I have a recipe box I received from the wedding with index cards, but I get lazy about having to re write the recipes on the cards. That's in the boxes somewhere in the basement (with all our other things). So, I decided I'm going to keep them online. I'm not sure if I'm going to just make a new blog to keep private & slowly share the recipes when we try them. I have a lot of "want to try" recipes, but also have "tried & loved" recipes. I don't want to overload this blog with recipes, but I want to share the recipes at some point. So, we will see.
I can't really organize anything else. I've gone through clothes to get rid of the ones I never wear. I'm really bad about keeping things because it reminds me of when I wore them & things like that. Yet, I never wear them. So, I'm in the middle of that. Every time I start back up, one of the boys need me so I have to put it on hold. I'm on day four of that. I can't organize the rest of our things because they are all in boxes & it seems like we're never going to move. I'm trying to be patient but it is bothering me knowing there are so many things in those boxes that just need to be tossed or donated. I blame it on Pinterest because I have so many ideas on what I want to do to our home, but I have to wait. & I don't like waiting. So, I guess "organizing" my recipes is the substitute for that right now.
For those that don't know, we are moving sometime in the (hopefully) near future. We're out of the apartment and shacking it up at my parents' house. We're moving into the house I pretty much grew up in (here in the US) and I'm excited. I love that house although I haven't seen the inside in a while. I'm actually excited to clean up the yard once spring comes. We plan on staying in that house for as long as we can & maybe buy it if my parents decided to give it up at some point. Either way, we're staying there. We were supposed to be there by now, but the husband ended up breaking his back. He might even need surgery! So, we're not rushing them to leave because of that. There are other reasons so we are just waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting.
So yea, I better get lunch started around here. The second half of the day starts. My favorite. Lunch, naptime & daddy comes home! Haha...oh by the way, we had Smothered Pork Chops last night per Chef Jason :)
10.19.2011
Lifesaver.
It's a rainy day here and this weather always gets me super sleepy. I was online looking for recipes since I can't figure out what to make for dinner. Still haven't decided.
We didn't do much for our ten year. He said it's 'just our dating anniversary.' I think it's still pretty important to point out though because without that anniversary, we wouldn't exist as Team Jaces. Oh well....I made spaghetti for dinner last night and we finished most of it. Usually, when we cook, everyone (except my brother) eats other things. Surprisingly, everyone ate the spaghetti which was nice. Nowadays, when I do get a chance to cook, I feel somewhat human. Josiah is a much different baby compared to Matti and I'm still figuring out how to make it work. We're getting there. Which leads me to my absolute baby item right now. The Moby Wrap. This is the only way I can have two hands while Jason is at work. It was a little overwhelming when I tried to put it on the first time, but it's really easy now. Josiah absolutely loves it! He stays asleep longer in it which is really nice since he doesn't sleep very well without me nursing him. Which is tiring at times. Matter of fact, he's asleep in the Moby right now :) When we go out, we don't even bring the carrier with us. I just put on the Moby & we're on our way. People just think that I'm pregnant until they see his little head. It's really helpful especially since Matti is constantly needing something or wants help or wants to play a game or needs to go on the toilet, haha. The Moby satisfies my touchy feely baby who wants to constantly be held. Again, being able to have both arms free makes me feel somewhat human. So, if you don't have one yet, go get one. We absolutely love ours.
We didn't do much for our ten year. He said it's 'just our dating anniversary.' I think it's still pretty important to point out though because without that anniversary, we wouldn't exist as Team Jaces. Oh well....I made spaghetti for dinner last night and we finished most of it. Usually, when we cook, everyone (except my brother) eats other things. Surprisingly, everyone ate the spaghetti which was nice. Nowadays, when I do get a chance to cook, I feel somewhat human. Josiah is a much different baby compared to Matti and I'm still figuring out how to make it work. We're getting there. Which leads me to my absolute baby item right now. The Moby Wrap. This is the only way I can have two hands while Jason is at work. It was a little overwhelming when I tried to put it on the first time, but it's really easy now. Josiah absolutely loves it! He stays asleep longer in it which is really nice since he doesn't sleep very well without me nursing him. Which is tiring at times. Matter of fact, he's asleep in the Moby right now :) When we go out, we don't even bring the carrier with us. I just put on the Moby & we're on our way. People just think that I'm pregnant until they see his little head. It's really helpful especially since Matti is constantly needing something or wants help or wants to play a game or needs to go on the toilet, haha. The Moby satisfies my touchy feely baby who wants to constantly be held. Again, being able to have both arms free makes me feel somewhat human. So, if you don't have one yet, go get one. We absolutely love ours.
10.18.2011
10 years
With the exception of today, if I end up updating this more than once throughout the day, I will just add an "EDIT" with the time on it in the same post. I did that in Xanga, and it worked pretty well.
I'll start with three stories about Matti.
1. We were on the way to Pennsylvania for Poppa's funeral and we decided to get food at McDonald's since we were trying to make a short trip. We were at the drive thru waiting for our food when Matti says, "MOMMY! Look at her butt! Lookatit!" I told him that we don't say things like that, but I was curious about what he was talking about. I looked & the girl wasn't there so I asked him what he was talking about. He points and says, "Right there...look at the brown butt! HAHAHA!" I look & look until I realized what the "brown butt" was. It was a coffee bean that was on their McCafe poster. I asked if that's what he meant & he laughed with an, "Yea, the big brown butt!"
2. We were getting ready for church & we told Matti he needed to be quiet for church. He says, "I wanna go to the Bwack Church!" Confused, I asked him to repeat what he said. "I wanna go to the Bwack Church." We had no idea what he was talking about and what he meant, much less where he heard this. As far as we heard, he was saying Black. We okayed him and continued to get ready. While in the van, he was asking to go to the Bwack Church again. We haven't been going to our church since there is one closer by the house & was easier with Josiah. We pulled in the parking lot and told him we were at church. Matti says, "Yaayyy! There it is! The Bwack Church!" Something clicked in Jason's mind and he asks Matti, "Do you mean we're at the BRICK Church?" Matti replies with, "YES DADDY! We're at the BWACK CHUUURCH!" Needless to say, we've been focusing on brick with him.
3. We were in the van last night on the way to PetCo when Matti calls out to me. Now, Matti LOVES to show us he's doing something he's not supposed to do. I turned around and he showed me his hands. Which looked wet. I asked him why they were wet. I got nothing but a smirk. I asked him again and when he gave no answer, I asked if he stuck them in his mouth again. "Uhhhhh...no?" I told him not to do it again because he might get sick (since they are dirty). His reply, "Welllll, Siah sticks his hand in his mouuuuuuuff!" Ah, clever, clever child.
Matti is such a smart kid and everyday there is something new with him. He even saw a big bird at PetCo and commented that it was big (bigger than the rest of the birds there) like an EEEAAAAGLEE! Haha.
Josiah is doing well. He had his 2 month appointment and he is at 7lbs 14.8 oz, but is growing just fine. We are still breastfeeding which is great. Tiring some days, but it's worth it. He is smiling and "talking" and overall a sweet, sweet boy.
To end this really quick, since baby boy is crying, today is our 10 year anniversary :) Very exciting & we have many more years ahead of us. Kinda crazy to think 10 years ago, we were just in high school not knowing where this road would take us. It's been amazing though. Couldn't ask for anything more :)
I'll start with three stories about Matti.
1. We were on the way to Pennsylvania for Poppa's funeral and we decided to get food at McDonald's since we were trying to make a short trip. We were at the drive thru waiting for our food when Matti says, "MOMMY! Look at her butt! Lookatit!" I told him that we don't say things like that, but I was curious about what he was talking about. I looked & the girl wasn't there so I asked him what he was talking about. He points and says, "Right there...look at the brown butt! HAHAHA!" I look & look until I realized what the "brown butt" was. It was a coffee bean that was on their McCafe poster. I asked if that's what he meant & he laughed with an, "Yea, the big brown butt!"
2. We were getting ready for church & we told Matti he needed to be quiet for church. He says, "I wanna go to the Bwack Church!" Confused, I asked him to repeat what he said. "I wanna go to the Bwack Church." We had no idea what he was talking about and what he meant, much less where he heard this. As far as we heard, he was saying Black. We okayed him and continued to get ready. While in the van, he was asking to go to the Bwack Church again. We haven't been going to our church since there is one closer by the house & was easier with Josiah. We pulled in the parking lot and told him we were at church. Matti says, "Yaayyy! There it is! The Bwack Church!" Something clicked in Jason's mind and he asks Matti, "Do you mean we're at the BRICK Church?" Matti replies with, "YES DADDY! We're at the BWACK CHUUURCH!" Needless to say, we've been focusing on brick with him.
3. We were in the van last night on the way to PetCo when Matti calls out to me. Now, Matti LOVES to show us he's doing something he's not supposed to do. I turned around and he showed me his hands. Which looked wet. I asked him why they were wet. I got nothing but a smirk. I asked him again and when he gave no answer, I asked if he stuck them in his mouth again. "Uhhhhh...no?" I told him not to do it again because he might get sick (since they are dirty). His reply, "Welllll, Siah sticks his hand in his mouuuuuuuff!" Ah, clever, clever child.
Matti is such a smart kid and everyday there is something new with him. He even saw a big bird at PetCo and commented that it was big (bigger than the rest of the birds there) like an EEEAAAAGLEE! Haha.
Josiah is doing well. He had his 2 month appointment and he is at 7lbs 14.8 oz, but is growing just fine. We are still breastfeeding which is great. Tiring some days, but it's worth it. He is smiling and "talking" and overall a sweet, sweet boy.
To end this really quick, since baby boy is crying, today is our 10 year anniversary :) Very exciting & we have many more years ahead of us. Kinda crazy to think 10 years ago, we were just in high school not knowing where this road would take us. It's been amazing though. Couldn't ask for anything more :)
New start.
I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. A few things have happened & I was really trying to figure out what I wanted to do.
A really good friend of mine passed away unexpectedly a few weeks ago. It hurt a lot to hear this news, but I am healing. I met his family for the first time and I was able to say goodbye to him one last time. Jason grandpa also passed away and that was a hard one as well. Jason played TAPS for the funeral & I'd never felt so much emotion as I did that moment. I think it was just a mixture of everything then.
A few days after Blake's viewing, I wasn't able to sleep very well because I was trying to remember as much as I could about him. The conversations we had, what we said, what we did when we hung out...just everything. I was afraid that I was going to forget him & that's not what I wanted to do. I felt bad when his sister & mom asked for a memory of him and I couldn't think of anything more than our phone conversations. One day, I decided to read my old blogs. I had an EasyJournal (which is now gone) and two Xangas (which are still up). In it, I found little things that I had forgotten about our friendship. Reading the posts that mentioned him made me smile & I was thankful that I blogged a lot during that time frame. So, because of that, I decided I needed to make a point to blog a lot more often.
I made a Tumblr for Josiah when he was still in my belly that I was supposed to fill with our adventures, but I didn't do a very good job. I was going to start updating that more often and to make a Tumblr dedicated to Matti. I wanted a place to write everything down since Matti is too funny & I want to remember the things he does now. I haven't made his Tumblr yet. The other day, I realized that having more than one blog would be harder for me since I'm so bad at updating just ONE. So, I'm just going to combine everything to this one. Because this one is titled, "...and this is my life." & they are just that, my life. So, here I will just post again ramblings of a housewife, little things my boys do, possibly recipes that I've tried & have fallen in love with, pictures, and just anything that involves our little world. So, hopefully I will be able to keep up with this more and really truly start blogging again.
A really good friend of mine passed away unexpectedly a few weeks ago. It hurt a lot to hear this news, but I am healing. I met his family for the first time and I was able to say goodbye to him one last time. Jason grandpa also passed away and that was a hard one as well. Jason played TAPS for the funeral & I'd never felt so much emotion as I did that moment. I think it was just a mixture of everything then.
A few days after Blake's viewing, I wasn't able to sleep very well because I was trying to remember as much as I could about him. The conversations we had, what we said, what we did when we hung out...just everything. I was afraid that I was going to forget him & that's not what I wanted to do. I felt bad when his sister & mom asked for a memory of him and I couldn't think of anything more than our phone conversations. One day, I decided to read my old blogs. I had an EasyJournal (which is now gone) and two Xangas (which are still up). In it, I found little things that I had forgotten about our friendship. Reading the posts that mentioned him made me smile & I was thankful that I blogged a lot during that time frame. So, because of that, I decided I needed to make a point to blog a lot more often.
I made a Tumblr for Josiah when he was still in my belly that I was supposed to fill with our adventures, but I didn't do a very good job. I was going to start updating that more often and to make a Tumblr dedicated to Matti. I wanted a place to write everything down since Matti is too funny & I want to remember the things he does now. I haven't made his Tumblr yet. The other day, I realized that having more than one blog would be harder for me since I'm so bad at updating just ONE. So, I'm just going to combine everything to this one. Because this one is titled, "...and this is my life." & they are just that, my life. So, here I will just post again ramblings of a housewife, little things my boys do, possibly recipes that I've tried & have fallen in love with, pictures, and just anything that involves our little world. So, hopefully I will be able to keep up with this more and really truly start blogging again.
10.04.2011
When someone dies, we celebrate their life because we know they are in a better place. I feel that way for you, but at the same time it's different. I've never had a friend pass away before & on top of that, someone special to me. & because of that, I'm having a hard time understanding everything. I don't know how to feel... I know you're smiling down on us. I know you're at peace. I just still can't believe it. Paint the sky...
9.08.2011
Never our plan, always God's plan.
Life has been so insanely busy. I checked and my last post was July 22nd talking about how insanely busy we were going to be. Never in my mind did I think that it would be ten times more than what I thought it was going to be. SO. Josiah's due date was September 2nd. Notice I said, "WAS."
I'll start on Monday, August 8th. I was feeling pretty good still although I did notice things that I didn't feel with Matti. I just coughed it up to me working in this pregnancy. That Friday could have been my last day at work if I felt that I just needed to stop working. I really wanted to make it to the 19th, which was the following Friday. I woke up and I did the usual morning routine & one of those things was logging onto Facebook. Haha. That day, I wrote a status regarding how I needed to stop being lazy & just pack my hospital bag. Matti was born "on time." He was born 5 hours & 26 minutes after his due date--close enough. In my mind, this was going to happen again. I had an appointment the 9th and I had questions to ask my doctor. Anyway, I went to work (11am-6pm) and everything was fine. I felt some Braxton Hicks but nothing out of the ordinary. (I find out later that my boss & head teller noticed that I was extremely low at this point..but it didn't bother me) I called my mom during my lunch break to let her know I wanted to come by her house this week to get Matti's baby clothes & the baby shower gifts so I can get started on washing them. After work, I went to get some things for dinner that night. Bacon Wrapped Chicken was Jason's request. Remember, we were in the process of moving (lease ended 8/26) so our house was a mess so I was making dinner for him. He'd been really good about taking on house chores :) We had dinner and we just watched TV the rest of the night. I convinced him to stay up a little later with me and around 10 or 11, we went to bed. I was already an insomniac at this point so I kept the TV on in the room until about 11:50 pm. I browsed on the iTouch for a little bit and eventually, rolled over to crowd Jason. I was almost asleep when all of a sudden I felt a pop, and a gush. My eyes popped open so fast and I just kinda lied there waiting for it to stop. When it didn't, I woke up...well tried...Jason. "I'm all wet. I'm ALL wet. The bed is getting wet." I kept repeating this until he fully realizes what I'm saying. "Your water broke? What?! NO!" Now, he was only saying no because we WERE ABSOLUTELY FAR FROM READY. The apartment was a mess, we had NO baby clothes washed, the bassinet was still at his parents' house, our bags weren't packed, Matti's bag wasn't packed. He immediately started getting everything together. I swear he's the best husband ever. What was I doing? Contemplating what the next step was. This was one of the questions I had for the doctor. What do I do if my water breaks? My water didn't break with Matti. I was pushing already & they popped it for me! So, I asked for the netbook and I went to my BFF Google to ask what I should do next. This I did for thirty minutes before I decided to get up and get myself cleaned up. There were differing answers and my main concern was that I was going to go in & end up progressing REALLY slow and they would induce me which I didn't want to do. I wanted an all natural deliver again. I sat in our dining room and saw Matti fast asleep. I got really sad because I realized, "Oh my gosh. He is not going to be my only baby anymore." I told Jason, "I'm sad. I'm notd one with Matti being my only baby :(" After about an hour, I decided to call the doctor to make sure I needed to come in & of course I did. Jason called my parents and we met up with them to switch cars. Our van was full of our stuff to move & of course Matti and Teddi. The contractions were starting but they were just cramps more than anything. Matti woke up and asked to come. We told him I had to go to the hospital because Josiah wanted to come out. He was happy to go with Lolo & Lola though. My mom was surprised I was still smiling and laughing & she kept telling me she knew I was a brave woman. haha. I think we got to the hospital around 2am and made our way to the maternity ward. They put me in the post partum room since the delivery rooms were full. The nurse took a strip to see if in fact my water broke. It was to turn blue if it was my water & I would've been embarassed if it wasn't blue lol. Of course it was. We were getting admitted & we looked at each other thinking the same thing. "Is this happening NOW?!" It was only August 9! We were waiting for them to clean a room & by 3am, we walked over to Delivery Room #2. We love our 2's! We got settled in & I got hooked up to the monitors which showed I was having contractions. I was only at 1 cm so I was still feeling good. I slept here & there but it's hard when you have people coming in & out. It was Tuesday so USA had Law & Order SVU on all day--which is my favorite show. Around 5, I could feel the contractions, but breathing through them. I was still trying to sleep lol. I remember looking at the clock waiting for the time to call my boss to let her know I had my last day the day before. Jason finally called at 730 or 8. I just remember focusing on my contractions and relaxing my body. At 830, I asked to be checked because I remembered the feeling from last time so I wanted to know where I was. 4 cm 80% effaced. HUH. 4 cm? Still with no sleep since Monday night, I was a little bummed. They knew I wanted to go all natural, but I know they need to let me know I still could change my mind. The nurse asked if I wanted Demerol. I paused & contemplated........and said, "No I'm still good." Jason said he saw my hesitation. I know I would've been upset with myself if I had said yes instead. The next hour flew by so fast. Around 930, I was getting two contractions at a time so I knew I was extremely close. Jason was really good about telling me to breathe and that I was doing a great job. The nurses were really good about it too. I had that urge in my bottom again so I knew we were almost there. I asked to get checked and yes, I was at 8cm but very close to 9cm! The nurses kept asking if I was okay after the contractions & I told them, "I'm good now...it just sucks when I have one haha." We were so close and the excitement was building. Dr. Davis came in to let me know he was there and ready for me. He said, "Well...you've been here a while huh?" I told him it was longer than with Matti (4 hour labor after admission), but hey, at least it wasn't 30 hours like some women! We also joked about how this is what happens when you have a "boring" pregnancy. I never had questions or complaints at my visits and they kept telling me to "stay boring." haha. I think around 945, the nurse said I could practice pushing if I felt I needed to & asked if I remembered how to push. I made a mess of myself every contraction at that point and kept apologizing to the nurse, Tiff, who was really sweet. So, I tried pushing and they said I was pushing perfectly. At this point, I just kept my eyes closed and focused on the contractions and rested the time between. All I could hear was Jason and Tiff, but apparently there were more people in the room. I was in the zone and focused on getting Josiah out. There was a point when my concentration was broken, haha. I was between contractions and I heard a voice, which I believe was the midwife, say, "You are stretching beeeeeuuuuuutifully!" LOL...I was close to opening my eyes and looking at whoever it was and give her this look and say, "Really now...?" Josiah was smaller than Matti so I account that to the fact that I couldn't tell that he had made most of the way down until Jason said, "Fran! Open your eyes! He's here...his head is out..LOOK BABE!" I remember thinking, "WHAT? Already?" I'm telling you, I was in disbelief from the start of this whole thing! He was crying already & out he came and I remember saying, "Look how tiny you are...hey...that's not my nose!" He had a cord around his neck & body & he had one arm draped across his chest to his other shoulder. He was perfectly fine and his breathing was fine. They let me know that since he is considered early, he might have some breathing issues, but nope, he was fine. He was born 5 lbs & 9 oz and 19 inches long. I did tear but it was a small one and only got a few stitches. I swear, getting those is worse than labor & delivery! We were given the choice to go home the following day, but they weren't sure if Josiah would be released so we ended up staying. Tiff came to my post partum room the next day to say bye to me and to tell me that I did more than awesome. One of the other nurses that was watching me had never seen an all natural birth until mine and she said I was a good model since I didn't scream my head off. I'm so glad to have done it again. We went home (my mom's where we are now) Thursday but Friday his jaundice levels were too high so he was admitted again to go under the lights. Saturday, he was released and we've been home since.He's 4 weeks already! He now weighs 6 lbs 10.5 oz and is 20.5 in long! & he's running off mommy's milk :) My recovery has been great! I felt almost normal within a week and was doing stuff around the house. I guess my body just remembered how to get back on track.
Apparently 8/9 was the day to have babies. The maternity ward had 12 babies that day. My friend who was due the day before my due date had her son that day too! & then another friend had her grand daughter born on that day as well. Josiah wanted in on the fun! Oh...he was born on his great grandmother's birthday :) The nurses said that whenever the weather changes drastically, a lot of babies are born. That week, it went from extremely hot to a nice comfy summer day. So, it's not the moon to watch out for ;)
This just goes to show that no matter what we plan, it's never OURS. It'll happen all in God's time. Thank you Lord for letting me have a safe labor & delivery with Josiah. Although he was early, he is perfectly healthy. Thank you.
I'll start on Monday, August 8th. I was feeling pretty good still although I did notice things that I didn't feel with Matti. I just coughed it up to me working in this pregnancy. That Friday could have been my last day at work if I felt that I just needed to stop working. I really wanted to make it to the 19th, which was the following Friday. I woke up and I did the usual morning routine & one of those things was logging onto Facebook. Haha. That day, I wrote a status regarding how I needed to stop being lazy & just pack my hospital bag. Matti was born "on time." He was born 5 hours & 26 minutes after his due date--close enough. In my mind, this was going to happen again. I had an appointment the 9th and I had questions to ask my doctor. Anyway, I went to work (11am-6pm) and everything was fine. I felt some Braxton Hicks but nothing out of the ordinary. (I find out later that my boss & head teller noticed that I was extremely low at this point..but it didn't bother me) I called my mom during my lunch break to let her know I wanted to come by her house this week to get Matti's baby clothes & the baby shower gifts so I can get started on washing them. After work, I went to get some things for dinner that night. Bacon Wrapped Chicken was Jason's request. Remember, we were in the process of moving (lease ended 8/26) so our house was a mess so I was making dinner for him. He'd been really good about taking on house chores :) We had dinner and we just watched TV the rest of the night. I convinced him to stay up a little later with me and around 10 or 11, we went to bed. I was already an insomniac at this point so I kept the TV on in the room until about 11:50 pm. I browsed on the iTouch for a little bit and eventually, rolled over to crowd Jason. I was almost asleep when all of a sudden I felt a pop, and a gush. My eyes popped open so fast and I just kinda lied there waiting for it to stop. When it didn't, I woke up...well tried...Jason. "I'm all wet. I'm ALL wet. The bed is getting wet." I kept repeating this until he fully realizes what I'm saying. "Your water broke? What?! NO!" Now, he was only saying no because we WERE ABSOLUTELY FAR FROM READY. The apartment was a mess, we had NO baby clothes washed, the bassinet was still at his parents' house, our bags weren't packed, Matti's bag wasn't packed. He immediately started getting everything together. I swear he's the best husband ever. What was I doing? Contemplating what the next step was. This was one of the questions I had for the doctor. What do I do if my water breaks? My water didn't break with Matti. I was pushing already & they popped it for me! So, I asked for the netbook and I went to my BFF Google to ask what I should do next. This I did for thirty minutes before I decided to get up and get myself cleaned up. There were differing answers and my main concern was that I was going to go in & end up progressing REALLY slow and they would induce me which I didn't want to do. I wanted an all natural deliver again. I sat in our dining room and saw Matti fast asleep. I got really sad because I realized, "Oh my gosh. He is not going to be my only baby anymore." I told Jason, "I'm sad. I'm notd one with Matti being my only baby :(" After about an hour, I decided to call the doctor to make sure I needed to come in & of course I did. Jason called my parents and we met up with them to switch cars. Our van was full of our stuff to move & of course Matti and Teddi. The contractions were starting but they were just cramps more than anything. Matti woke up and asked to come. We told him I had to go to the hospital because Josiah wanted to come out. He was happy to go with Lolo & Lola though. My mom was surprised I was still smiling and laughing & she kept telling me she knew I was a brave woman. haha. I think we got to the hospital around 2am and made our way to the maternity ward. They put me in the post partum room since the delivery rooms were full. The nurse took a strip to see if in fact my water broke. It was to turn blue if it was my water & I would've been embarassed if it wasn't blue lol. Of course it was. We were getting admitted & we looked at each other thinking the same thing. "Is this happening NOW?!" It was only August 9! We were waiting for them to clean a room & by 3am, we walked over to Delivery Room #2. We love our 2's! We got settled in & I got hooked up to the monitors which showed I was having contractions. I was only at 1 cm so I was still feeling good. I slept here & there but it's hard when you have people coming in & out. It was Tuesday so USA had Law & Order SVU on all day--which is my favorite show. Around 5, I could feel the contractions, but breathing through them. I was still trying to sleep lol. I remember looking at the clock waiting for the time to call my boss to let her know I had my last day the day before. Jason finally called at 730 or 8. I just remember focusing on my contractions and relaxing my body. At 830, I asked to be checked because I remembered the feeling from last time so I wanted to know where I was. 4 cm 80% effaced. HUH. 4 cm? Still with no sleep since Monday night, I was a little bummed. They knew I wanted to go all natural, but I know they need to let me know I still could change my mind. The nurse asked if I wanted Demerol. I paused & contemplated........and said, "No I'm still good." Jason said he saw my hesitation. I know I would've been upset with myself if I had said yes instead. The next hour flew by so fast. Around 930, I was getting two contractions at a time so I knew I was extremely close. Jason was really good about telling me to breathe and that I was doing a great job. The nurses were really good about it too. I had that urge in my bottom again so I knew we were almost there. I asked to get checked and yes, I was at 8cm but very close to 9cm! The nurses kept asking if I was okay after the contractions & I told them, "I'm good now...it just sucks when I have one haha." We were so close and the excitement was building. Dr. Davis came in to let me know he was there and ready for me. He said, "Well...you've been here a while huh?" I told him it was longer than with Matti (4 hour labor after admission), but hey, at least it wasn't 30 hours like some women! We also joked about how this is what happens when you have a "boring" pregnancy. I never had questions or complaints at my visits and they kept telling me to "stay boring." haha. I think around 945, the nurse said I could practice pushing if I felt I needed to & asked if I remembered how to push. I made a mess of myself every contraction at that point and kept apologizing to the nurse, Tiff, who was really sweet. So, I tried pushing and they said I was pushing perfectly. At this point, I just kept my eyes closed and focused on the contractions and rested the time between. All I could hear was Jason and Tiff, but apparently there were more people in the room. I was in the zone and focused on getting Josiah out. There was a point when my concentration was broken, haha. I was between contractions and I heard a voice, which I believe was the midwife, say, "You are stretching beeeeeuuuuuutifully!" LOL...I was close to opening my eyes and looking at whoever it was and give her this look and say, "Really now...?" Josiah was smaller than Matti so I account that to the fact that I couldn't tell that he had made most of the way down until Jason said, "Fran! Open your eyes! He's here...his head is out..LOOK BABE!" I remember thinking, "WHAT? Already?" I'm telling you, I was in disbelief from the start of this whole thing! He was crying already & out he came and I remember saying, "Look how tiny you are...hey...that's not my nose!" He had a cord around his neck & body & he had one arm draped across his chest to his other shoulder. He was perfectly fine and his breathing was fine. They let me know that since he is considered early, he might have some breathing issues, but nope, he was fine. He was born 5 lbs & 9 oz and 19 inches long. I did tear but it was a small one and only got a few stitches. I swear, getting those is worse than labor & delivery! We were given the choice to go home the following day, but they weren't sure if Josiah would be released so we ended up staying. Tiff came to my post partum room the next day to say bye to me and to tell me that I did more than awesome. One of the other nurses that was watching me had never seen an all natural birth until mine and she said I was a good model since I didn't scream my head off. I'm so glad to have done it again. We went home (my mom's where we are now) Thursday but Friday his jaundice levels were too high so he was admitted again to go under the lights. Saturday, he was released and we've been home since.He's 4 weeks already! He now weighs 6 lbs 10.5 oz and is 20.5 in long! & he's running off mommy's milk :) My recovery has been great! I felt almost normal within a week and was doing stuff around the house. I guess my body just remembered how to get back on track.
Apparently 8/9 was the day to have babies. The maternity ward had 12 babies that day. My friend who was due the day before my due date had her son that day too! & then another friend had her grand daughter born on that day as well. Josiah wanted in on the fun! Oh...he was born on his great grandmother's birthday :) The nurses said that whenever the weather changes drastically, a lot of babies are born. That week, it went from extremely hot to a nice comfy summer day. So, it's not the moon to watch out for ;)
This just goes to show that no matter what we plan, it's never OURS. It'll happen all in God's time. Thank you Lord for letting me have a safe labor & delivery with Josiah. Although he was early, he is perfectly healthy. Thank you.
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