Without checking I don’t know what I last posted, so I’ll look later for what to update you with. However, I got some cuteness this morning that is too darling not to share.
*People, I’m not a doctor and while I do have a degree in nursing and I’m a mama who experienced this, use your own judgement and contact your medical advice team. This is just my experience and you may not solely rely on me.*
Read my eventful two days and my story on getting through the experience of having a child with stitches. I did it and survived.
So far today… Well there was the frog. The girls have watched Barbie 12 Dancing Princesses. Diaper changes, fussy baby, lots if laundry, one book review and one page of math. Wait? That’s it for school. Hmm… Now OrangeBlossom is sobbing because she wants a Hershey Kiss (we don’t have any not have we ever…) and AppleBlossom is begging for a snack, again. Almond just went into the crib asleep, but oh wait the sobbing is now making him moan. Hmm… Did I eat lunch? I did have creamy quinoa for breakfast (finally)! Although I heated it twice in between. Hold catastrophes and still ate it cold…
Last night I couldn’t fall asleep and then when going to bed I poked a baby awake so he would nurse while I was still awake. The Enginerd was already fast asleep so I took Almond boy with me to the living room. We both fell asleep out there until toddler OrangeBlossom discovered me while in route to the potty. Off to bed then for reals. Normal waking nursing after that. Until two hours later with the booming thunder and lightning enough to shake the house. So I left the boys in my room and ran to the girls. Both were terrified of course. I jumped in between them and wrapped my arms around little girl AppleBlossom at my chest and other arm and legs back to OrangeBlossom behind me. I woke up when the Enginerd came and poked me to say he was leaving. I then relocated back to. . .
Today started like any other day. Girls bouncing in my bed near seven am wondering if baby brother and I are awake or sleeping. Awake now apparently… Into the kitchen to take my blood sugar and pour cereal for the girls. I lament I haven’t made a new batch of quinoa for myself and tell myself I need to as it would be a much better breakfast for me. Then I’m stacking up books near the green chair. I’ve put a dry diaper, clean clothes, squealing with joy baby on the floor gym and he’s kicking away inching diagonally along the mat. First, big five year old sister crawls into my lap and we do about three lessons in The Ordinary Parents Guide to Teaching Reading . Then we finish up reading Bob Books from the Big blue Costco box, so I think this means she has read all if. . .
So… how many people think this post is long over due? Geez… I just haven’t been able to force myself to the computer… But I definitely have been writing blog posts in my head. (Man I miss my old G4!) Anyway. My son, Almond Blossom (probably shorten Almond) to all you blog folk was born on July 14th at 4:27pm, at least I think that’s what time it was… it was five and half weeks ago you know and a bit of a hectic day at that. Birth story in short: 38 weeks 3 days, less then ten but definitely more than five trips to the hospital for pseudo false labor, including 2-3 weeks of prodromal labor staying at 4+ cm. Following two girls with both silent labors that were fast after a water break, we were a good bit nervous. On a Friday, I saw my OB (after she. . .
So pardon the lack of images and links as I type from my phone while lying in bed. (Lying/laying? – grammar is definitely a weakness for me). I was looking back at the “Birth Story” post where I recalled the awful experience of AppleBlossom’s birth and the “Had a Baby” experience of been there done that in OrangeBlossom birth to remind myself of what is to come. I’m a little curious about what I wrote on AB, because that’s not how I currently recall the statistics but maybe I was orally told something then and know it now from paperwork to differ. Who knows. I also recalled the time wrong with OB. So, history shows two girls delivered nearly naturally. Both vaginally with no epidural. Just IV pain and pitocin. (2009) normal visit found 5.5 cm dilation with unfelt contractions, pitocin added two hours later, manual water break (AROM –. . .
All repaired ready to go. The green is for a toddler rail, the khaki for crib rails. The sage bed skirt was also in the mending box. But I’ve run into an issue. The skirt has ripped from the body in two places. But not only has the safe fabric separated from the white, but the white has torn where the stitch line is. I’m not sure how to fix it. I think the fabric we used was just too thin. Rails covered. Not sure what to do about skirt.