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My husband, Allen, and I are high school sweet hearts. We started dating Sep.99'- I kind of followed Allen home one day, and never did leave, is Allen's story. November 02' we were engaged, and on November 22,2003 - we were married. Having been married for 6 years in 2009, marked the 5th year we had been trying to start our family. With the referral of a Fertility Specialist from a friend, our IUI attempts ended up being a complete success despite my doubts. We welcomed our sweet little girl, Hayleigh into the world on June 30,2010 at 6:28am after 37wks and 1 day of gestation. She weighed 7lbs 14oz and was 20 in long. We found out that we were Baby #2 on April Fool's Day- a complete surprise! Reid Allen was born 11/13/12 3:24am 9lbs 8.2oz 21", after 38wks 5 days. Our 3rd baby, Eva Jane, was born on April 19, 2015 after suffering a pregnancy loss June of 2014. We are currently anxiously awaiting baby #4 due 2 days before Eva's birthday, so we are having Irish Twins! Our family is so blessed and happy to be growing!

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Friday, September 21, 2012

13 years, and a lot of living later....

13 years is a long time... that is how long Allen and I have now been together. We've had our ups and downs, but we do have a lot to show for it all. In those 13 years, we have a great marriage going on 9 years this November- day after I'm due with Reid, and same day as Thanksgiving this year. We also have 1 extra sassy 2 year old little girl- one of the best things that has come from us, and a baby boy on the way- one of the other best things that has come from us- just because 2 people fell in love 13 years ago. We've got to travel and experience many things along the way that have helped shaped who we have become today.

 I look back at us 13 years ago, and we had no clue what we were both getting into. I can honestly say that I just knew Allen was the person I belonged to, and he belonged to me. 13 years later, here we are living in Colorado, toys are everywhere, and we've been enjoying all of the kicks and rolls from Reid. I never imagined that we would end up like this- one girl, and one boy, what we would ever name them, or what they would look like. What scares me is that we are almost 30 years old now- holding 29 after February... How has time flown by so fast?? Yet, I wouldn't change a thing! If things would have went differently, who knows what kids we would have ended up with, or where we would be today. I'm just glad I can say that the past 13 years have been the best years of my life. It's kind of like my life began back 13 years ago today to me- what happened before that was a very distant memory.

Today, we celebrated by going to my doctor's appointment. I was not too happy about gaining 4lbs in the past 2 weeks- Thanks Little Debbie, Hostess, and Oreos! But, today is a good day! I have Allen and Hayleigh with me, and Reid is kicking up a storm. The appointment went very well- my midwife was very happy with everything, and said traveling back to Illinois looked like a safe thing for me to do now. We talked about appointments to come, and when she would be off of work in the future. Reid was very healthy, squirming around, and had a heartbeat rate in the 130s.

Tonight, we are having a Seafood dinner here at home, completing it with watching Varsity Blues- the first movie Allen and I watched together, and he sneaked his arm around me.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

ALMOST Wordless Wednesday-31wks and Taggie Crinkle Blankies

This morning I woke up, celebrating 31wks with Reid today. I had a bad dream that I lost him again last night. Just keep waiting for the "catch" of all of this still I guess. Reid has been in full swing- bouncing, prodding, flipping, kicking, and pushing. Last night he gave us a show, moving around like a shark surfacing across my belly- you could see a bump moving across it. I kept thinking in my mind the theme from Jaws.

Allen went hunting this morning- woke up at 3am- needless to say, I stayed right in bed since we did not go to bed until midnight last night. Hayleigh and I woke up to Allen back home, telling us all about his trip. He saw mule deer once again, and prong horn sheep this time- FINALLY! But, sadly no elk.

He is now napping on the couch, Hayleigh has been running around all day watching Jack and the Neverland Pirates- Today's Talk Like a Pirate Day!

So, in my time to myself, I decided to tackle another project from my pinterest boards. I've been trying to make as many things off of it as possible, instead of making it all a real wish list of stuff I wish I could make, or have time to make. Today, I tackled the taggie blanket with crinkle inside.  The blog post I had pinned with the tutorial called for a 14x14, but I found it easier to do a 12x12. Here is the end result of my first attempt. Not bad huh? My sewing skills are improving on the sewing machine- I even put an added crinkle inside of the blankie- 1/4 of one of my Motherhood Maternity sacks. I plan to make a few more of these blankies as gifts and what not, they are fun to make, and pretty easy too.

Now for Reid- 31wks.....I'm lucky I can still sleep just fine, and haven't had leg cramps just yet. I had to sleep with pillows at this point with Hayleigh, and had horrible leg cramps, making it to where if I even thought about trying to stretch, I had to stand up, and try to stretch. This usually resulted in me still getting leg cramps. Nothing helped. The only thing besides sciatic nerve I've experienced this time has been dizzy spells. I've only had 2- the last one scared me. I was at the balloon festival this past weekend, and started to get hot fast, dizzy, and wobbled from side to side, almost falling over if I hadn't had a hold on Hayleigh's stroller. I managed to sit down, and get some water and a snack. Turns out if I get too hungry, this happens. Lesson learned- eat like a pig constantly now- snacking lots. 

How your baby's growing:

This week, your baby measures over 16 inches long. He weighs about 3.3 pounds (try carrying four navel oranges) and is heading into a growth spurt. He can turn his head from side to side, and his arms, legs, and body are beginning to plump out as needed fat accumulates underneath his skin. He's probably moving a lot, too, so you may have trouble sleeping because your baby's kicks and somersaults keep you up. Take comfort: All this moving is a sign that your baby is active and healthy.
See what your baby looks like this week.
Note: Every baby develops a little differently — even in the womb. Our information is designed to give you a general idea of your baby's development.

How your life's changing:

Have you noticed the muscles in your uterus tightening now and then? Many women feel these random contractions — called Braxton Hicks contractions — in the second half of pregnancy. Often lasting about 30 seconds, they're irregular, and at this point, they should be infrequent and painless. Frequent contractions, on the other hand — even those that don't hurt — may be a sign of preterm labor. Call your practitioner immediately if you have more than four contractions in an hour or any other signs of preterm labor: an increase in vaginal discharge or a change in the type of discharge (if it becomes watery, mucus-like, or bloody — even if it's pink or just tinged with blood); abdominal pain or menstrual-like cramping; an increase in pressure in the pelvic area; or low back pain, especially if you didn't have it before.

Monday, September 17, 2012

Monday's Flight of the Bumble Bee and Snowmass

Today is one of those Mondays I really love... Allen is coming home!!! The past few weeks flew right on by, and I'm guessing this week will fly by as well since we will be flying out to go back to Illinois on this coming Sunday.

There are lots of things going on right now. I'm planning on making our own detergent from a recipe from Pinterest today. I just need to run up to the dollar store for some storage jugs.

I just got Reid's car seat ready to go last night. So weird calling it his- it was Hayleigh's not too long ago. I had stored the plastic part of the seat with the bases out in the garage, and had kept the cover for it in a tub with our other baby stuff. Well, last night, I got a wild whim to get it out, wash it, and get it all assembled. Needless to say, while the cover was finishing in the dryer, I went out and got the seat, and on the way back in the garage, I was praying I could put it all back together since I had taken it apart over a year and a half ago. I was looking at the straps that were disconnected, and cringed. Anyway, I did manage to get it cleaned up, and the cover back on with no problems at all. Funny I was scared to take it apart back when Hayleigh was using it. I even managed to buy a body positioner for Reid for the car seat too, but I'm thinking it will just be a stroller thing. I realize he will be really small, but I don't think he will be as small as what the area is now in the seat with the positioner in the seat, minus the head positioner too.

Reid has been moving around once again, and hasn't been freaking me out so much anymore. I still think he has been treating me really well, being extra gentle. Maybe he will be our Ferdinand the bull??

I keep procrastinating on getting stuff done this morning. I need to get the house straightened up and Hayleigh has been making this seem like a big job to come. She currently has all of her toys our on the couch now, and it is driving me crazy to say the least. Makes me claustrophobic.

I have some special things planned for this week that Allen is home. Friday will be 13 years we have been together now..aka 13 years since I followed him home from school. Best decision I've ever made, next to Hayleigh and Reid. I'll have more on a few of the surprises I have ready for Allen. I don't want to chance him getting on here, or someone asking him about them by mistake. Other than that, tonight, we are eating at our "Monday" place- Red Robbins for supper. It is a tradition for us when Allen gets back. Then, I bought the new movie, "What to Expect, When You're Expecting". It has been soo hard for me not to go ahead and watch it by myself since Friday, so tonight that is on the agenda to watch with some popcorn.

We spent our weekend in Snowmass Saturday and Sunday, for the big balloon festival, and had a great time with my aunt, uncle, and cousin. Definitely something you don't see everyday. We had a great time visiting, and letting the girls play. It was soo wonderful besides the visiting, to get our fall clothes out! I was so happy to get to wear jeans and a sweater cardigan with my new knee high boots- it was great!!

Lighting up the balloons Saturday night

Sunday Morning, all of the balloons landing

Colorado State Flag balloon

All of the balloons landing 

Marvin the Martian balloon

Beautiful Countryside near Aspen 

Hayleigh enjoying cheerios and
 watching the balloons land 

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Move Baby! Move!!!

So, I just called and woke Allen up at 11pm his time. I've been sitting here on the couch just making myself worry. Has Reid been moving enough, shouldn't I feel more kicks and jabs? Maybe he is just doing it all in my sleep. I still feel him rolling around, and moving. He had hiccups last night for about 10 minutes. Tonight he is pushing a bit, but since Hayleigh was just a very active baby, having such a laid back one now just makes me worry.

I am sure he is fine, it just makes me pretty nervous, knowing anything can happen. He thumped in there a few times a few minutes ago.. I know he must know I needed that. I'm almost to the point I'm going to get caffeine coursing through my body, and take a bath to get him jumping around like a jumping bean.

Just thought I would vent a little... I needed it since everyone I can call is asleep, and now I've put Allen into a worrying about us mood. I could kick myself for that, but I had to call someone... Everything will be just fine. I'm calling Anita anyway in the morning just to make sure.

I think my main worry about it all is that it was so easy to get Reid on the way, I keep waiting for that catch....

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Crazy Dreams, Nesting, Butterball Turkey, and 30wks

Last night while soaking in the bath tub, 2 things occurred to me.

 One, I remembered what happened in my crazy dream from the night before...well, most of it anyway. Thought I would share that crazy story- maybe someone, or me could write a novel about this stuff and become rich and famous. I don't know what happened before this, but this is all spun around the Wizard of Oz... go figure. Anyway, there were no flying monkeys, just wolves after these cats. I was trying to save the cats. I don't know what happened, but suddenly I'm being told to grab the ruby red slippers off of the feet of they legs lying underneath my play house out in the middle of our old woods. Here is the funny part. I got the shoes, and put them on- they were way small! Then this Glenda chick, named Zora, tells me that there are 3 more pairs, and I have to dig them up all around the outside of my play house before the one chick gets there. I ask her what I'm supposed to use to dig with, she tells me to get a Mousekatool!!!! So, there I am with red ruby slippers on, yelling "Oh Toodles!!!" and I get my shovel. lmao... I found 1 pair, after selecting the shovel from Toodles, and then I woke up. Hayleigh woke me up anyway, thank God!

Okay, the second thing that occurred to me... You're gonna laugh at me again for this one. So, there I am soaking in the tub, nice and relaxed. I look like a big roasting turkey in the tub, with my legs crossed- they look like turkey wings, and I am slumped down in the tub, lying in the water. I don't know if you do this, but every once in a while I tend to look at the drain overflow cover. It is kind of like a mirror in a way. Anyway, I was just lying there, relaxed, and just happened to glance at that plate cover.... I see this big white spot, and think something is on the cover, and I'm trying to figure out just what it is. I moved, then I realized, it was me....MY BELLY. You could not see anything else but my big belly! Not my head, arms, anything, but my belly. Right then in that moment, I felt like a huge butterball turkey, just waiting for my popper to pop- aka belly button. (I doubt if it does, it didn't with Hayleigh) Talk about feeling big.

Anyway, enough with all of the crazy stuff. I've started nesting once again. In the midst of the nesting, I've decided to upgrade breast pumps. So, now I've been on ebay trying to snag a barely used Medela Pump in Style Advanced, and sell my Pump in Style orig. one at the same time. Don't ask me even why I've decided to do this... I guess that's just how the pregnant brain works.

Nesting meanwhile, has been in full swing in our house. I've managed to deep clean all of the house, minus the kitchen now, and have two large garbage sacks of stuff to take up to Goodwill this week. On my agenda after getting the kitchen done, our garage is the final thing needing a good cleaning, since it will be turned into a playroom area for Hayleigh and her big toys. Once I finish with the garage and the kitchen, it kind of scares me to what I'll be cleaning next. It wouldn't surprise me if I move to the truck- waxing it, and my lawn mower.

We now only have 9 weeks or less to go- We turned 30 wks today! Getting closer and closer to meeting Reid everyday!~  Since I'm kind of fluttered today, I'll end on how Reid is developed this week. Keep in mind this little guy is already measuring 2 wks ahead, so he is on the bigger end of the spectrum right now. I'm guessing him to weigh 9lbs and be 22" long when he is born- that is my guess. I feel like he will be really close to that size since Hayleigh was 3 wks early, and weighed 2oz shy of 8lbs, and was 20" long. Allen weighed 10lbs 15oz and was 21" long when he was born- so even if Reid does not make the 22" mark, I think he will be close to.

Week Thirty: Baby puts on pounds
You are 30 weeks pregnant. (fetal age 28 weeks)
  • Baby measurements are 16 inches and weighs about 3 pounds.
  • Length is 40cm and your baby's weight is 1.4 kilograms.
  • The head is almost 3.5 inches (8cm) in diameter.
  • The feet are nearly 2.5 inches (6cm) long.
  • The wrinkled skin is becoming smoother now.
  • In boys, the testicles have moved down to the groin.
  • The baby controls its own body temperature.
30 weeksFor several months, the umbilical cord has been the baby's lifeline to the mother. Nourishment is transferred from the mothers blood, through the placenta, and into the umbilical cord to the fetus. Their bone marrow is now responsible for red cell production. These red blood cells will continue to service your child's body by transporting oxygen and removing the wastes. Your baby begins storing iron, calcium and phosphorus.

The fetus now weighs about 3 pounds (1.4kg). He or she will gain about half a pound a week until week 38. Baby is getting fatter and beginning to control its own body temperature. Baby continues to put on fat stores and the major weight gains will occur in the coming weeks. Eyebrows and eyelashes are fully developed, and hair on the head is getting thicker. Head and body are now proportioned like a newborn.

Hands are now fully formed and fingernails are growing. Can be seen on ultrasound scans grasping their other hand or feet, this is helping with nerve development. Eyelids are opening and closing, and will often make rapid eye movements - a sign they could be dreaming.

You may be starting to experience some swelling of your ankles and legs. If you have not experienced any swelling yet, it is highly probable that you will, as approximately 40 to 75 percent of women will experience mild swelling related to pregnancy.

Your uterus is now about 4 inches (10cm) above your bellybutton. It may feel like you are running out of room as your uterus grows up under your ribs. However, your fetus, placenta and uterus will continue to get larger, you still have 10 weeks to go. The average weight gain during pregnancy is 25 to 35 pounds (11.5 to 16kg). About half of this weight is concentrated in the growth of the uterus, the placenta, the baby and in the volume of amniotic fluid. At this point, you should be gaining about a pound (500 grams) a week

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Worried and Scared to Death, Yet Thankful

I can't explain why, but with this pregnancy with Reid, I've worried about him and Hayleigh both more than I ever dreamed I ever would. When I was pregnant with Hayleigh, I didn't really worry about anything, but her coming home from the hospital with us. That was it. I didn't worry about SIDS, or much of anything except for other people driving with her in a car.

 Now, I see all of these babies and small children in the obituaries, and it breaks my heart. I guess that now I know things can happen. You don't always have a happy ending with your babies. I worry about something happening to Hayleigh- many things have happened to other children her age, and it just scares me to no end. I really think that because of all of this worrying, that has been what has really pushed me to get us to do the VIA Cord program.

I read about the things that can go wrong, women losing their babies at 38, even 40 weeks, with no signs of problems before. Since all of those feelings have been getting worse, every time Reid jabs me, or kicks really hard, I don't complain. Many people would give anything to have that. When Reid kicks, Hayleigh and I talk to him, so does Allen. We tell him to be nice, and rub my belly, kind of like we are giving him hugs. Hayleigh kisses my belly, and I just know he knows we love him so much already.

Just the other night, I was talking to Allen about traveling back to Illinois- he is extremely worried about me and Hayleigh. Mainly he is worried about me traveling and being far along pregnant. I wasn't honestly that worried about it until I got off of the phone with him. Then, my mind started to wonder, and worry. I then worried for the rest of the night about our plane going down... about Allen feeling like he should have stopped us, and how angry he would be with our families for wanting us to go back, and if they would have just come out here, none of that would ever happen. I could see in my mind, the look in Hayleigh's eyes as our plane was having trouble, and I couldn't tell her it was going to be okay. I see things like this all of the time. It scares me to no end. I worry about Allen flying every couple of weeks. He doesn't so much anymore, but I can't honestly breath until he is safe on the ground again. I don't even dare breath a word to him of my worries of us flying- he already worries about me being home with just Hayleigh, and something happening with this pregnancy, and me being alone with Hayleigh, and him so far away, unable to do anything.

I worry entirely way too much, and I know it. Life can be taken away just like that, and there is nothing we can do about it- it just happens. All I do is pray that if anything does happen, that it happens to me, not to Allen or our kids. I know he would disagree with me on that, and say he would rather it be him- but that's the way it works. We love each other so much and our family so much we would give our life just so that they would be okay.

I'm actually kind of relieved that I will be staying home with both of our babies now. I know everyone feels that their babies are the safest with them. I feel more in control. I don't know if I could even tolerate anyone else besides Allen or I driving our kids anywhere. That is just how scared I am. Our families and friends love our kids, but nothing near what love Allen and I have for them. It's a parent's love.

I think a lot of the worrying about everything is what has actually mellowed me out on other things. I don't care as much for everything to be spotless. It's okay if Hayleigh writes on the couch with her crayons- it washes right off. I don't yell as much, and I hug and kiss every time Hayleigh is upset- even if she got into trouble. My family is my life, and without them, I don't know what I would do.

I was wanting to start back to school for my nursing degree just as soon as Reid was almost a year old, but now I want to wait. I want to enjoy both Reid and Hayleigh as much as I can- school can wait. One thing I keep thinking is that since Allen is missing so many things from working so far away from us, I never want to miss anything of theirs- when they start school, I will be there every program, sports event, parent volunteer day, etc. I'm not going to miss any of it. I want them to remember that we tried, and I was there for them no matter what. I don't want them to look out into an audience, and feel let down that not one of us was there to watch them, yet so many other parents were. I had days like that when I was little, and those days you remember, and they don't feel good. I want them to feel pride, knowing that I was there, and I was cheering them on, and so proud of them too. I don't want them to think they did not do good enough for me. Just them being here, is more than enough.

I'll leave this on a positive note. Because of all of this worrying I do, I think it just makes me that much more grateful for what we have. I am so thankful to have a healthy, happy, yet sometimes cranky 2 year old daughter, that I love more than life it's self. I'm thankful for the life I'm carrying everyday, and dreaming of the day we get to meet him for the first time, seeing both Allen and Hayleigh fall in love with him just that much more. And, finally, I am ever so grateful that I followed Allen home that day from school, and have had the privilege to be his best friend, his wife, and mother to his kids. Because, ever since those days, he has been my everything as well, and life with him has been so much better than I ever imagined it would be.

 I'm also ever so grateful for our families that have helped us along the way, and have been there for us through the good times and bad, along with our friends that have managed to stick around for it all too. Thank you!!~

Saturday, September 8, 2012

One Fine Day

Yesterday morning, I got Hayleigh out of bed bright and early to head up to my doctors appointment. Of course, Hayleigh is so not a morning person, just like I am not, but we managed to make it out of the house early, and on the road. I had my glucose test that morning, so I had to drink the nice flat orange soda drink a half an hour before my appointment, so when I finished the appointment, I would be ready to get my blood drawn- no sitting around. I chugged and chugged on that bottle of orange junk for 5 minutes- gagging along the way in the truck. (We had to leave just a little before it was time for me to start drinking the stuff) Anyway, I'm gagging on this stuff since I had not eaten a thing since 9pm the night before, and I was now starving, and feeling nauseous. Every morning for the past two weeks I've been a little nauseous. Finally got it down, after Hayleigh was yelling from her car seat behind me that she wanted "Some".

On the way, we had the radio on, trying to help soothe my tummy, and keep Hayleigh quiet. I think we hit every red light along the way, but we made it to the appointment in perfect time. Along the way, we go right past the hospital to get to my doctor's office right across the street. Well, as you would know it, sitting there listening to the radio, George Strait comes on with "I Saw God Today". If you haven't ever heard this song, it talks about George and his wife having their baby girl, and noticing everything that God has a hand in while taking a break on a walk around the hospital. Of course, this song makes me cry every time I hear it. I listened to it a lot before we had Hayleigh, and I listen to it every now and then still. Well, this song came on the radio just as we were cresting up the hill before the hospital. I had to sit there and fight back tears, and we managed to make it to the parking lot, and get parked outside the doctor's office. We ended up sitting out there listening to the song, and Reid seemed to kick right along with it.

After the song was over, I managed to get myself together, and get Hayleigh out with her 2' tall Minnie Mouse doll. We trotted up to the doors, and went on in, after everyone had said Hello to Hayleigh, and complemented her Minnie Mouse. We made it up the elevator- no problems. Most of the time Hayleigh wants to be held, but was just fine holding my hand. We got signed in, and was called on back shortly, Hayleigh was behaving really well. I got on the scale- gained only another pound after a month since they last weighed me. So far, only 7lbs gained back of the 8 I had lost when I first got pregnant- doing really well, without even trying. Went on back with our nurse- I love her- just wish I could take her to the hospital with us. Got everything squared away, and Anita came in soon after. While waiting, Hayleigh sat up on the table with me, right next to me, eating her cheerios. She got down when Anita came in, and was waving and saying "Hi" to her. I went ahead and laid on back on the table, Hayleigh was patting my legs, telling me, "You okay Mommy, You okay". Little mother already~ It's funny, when I was on my way laying down, you could see exactly where Reid was- a bulge. Anita and I laughed about that- it's a good thing, meaning I haven't got too much fluid or have gained too much weight.  Anita then measured me, measuring at 31 weeks- 2 weeks ahead, so Reid is still growing at a regular pace. She then got out the fetal doppler, and went to listen to Reid's heart, he was such a squirm worm! Anita ended up putting her hand on him, to try to get him to hold still, so his heartbeat would register on the doppler. He ended up having a heart beat of 130bpm. She then felt all around, figuring out what position he was in. I told her, he has pretty much been in the same position- feeling kicks on my left and right sides just above my belly button level on each side. He was head down, and apparently has been for a few weeks- he's doing what he's supposed to! She asked about his kicks, since I'm supposed to be counting, or monitoring them. We have no problems there! At least he is gentle with me for now. I realize that the closer we get, the less room he will have, and they will start to hurt. He is his mamma's boy for now at least. Everything looked great- no swelling at all- hopefully don't get any. We then went out and scheduled out next visit for the Friday before we fly out- 2wks. Allen will be here then too. We then waited the 5 minutes I had left for the lab to draw my blood, went on back, and got it done- no problem. Hayleigh did soo good. I was very proud of her. Since I could not eat anything sugary for a few hours, instead of going to IHOP like we had planned, we ended up going on over to the hospital and getting pre-registered.

We got over to the hospital, and Hayleigh and I walked up to the entrance, and went on in to find the registration area. We signed in, and waited. A lady with a cart was going around, changing out magazines, and giving out hot coco, tea, and coffee, along with coloring books and crayons for the kids. Hayleigh got a coloring book and crayons, and colored while we waited. When we first got there, we were the only ones in there, and then it seemed like I brought all of the pregnant ladies in to pre-register too. Within 10 minutes, we were called back, and there was 8 pregnant women in there, not counting me. I was the only one with a child along with. While waiting there, all of the pregnant ladies without kids, I'm assuming they were all first time moms, sat and smiled and watched Hayleigh. I could tell they were all dreaming of their babies while watching her- just the way they sat there looking at her coloring with her Minnie Mouse. Anyway, we went on back, had a nice visit while registering with the older gentleman putting in our information. He congratulated us, and told us now all we have to do when Reid decides to come, is to go on up to labor and delivery- no need to stop back by admissions again.

Of course while we left, I was dreaming while walking with Hayleigh about what was to come in that place. We left smiling, and Hayleigh was attempting to skip with her Minnie. We ended up just going on home, and I fixed lunch for us both, resulting in an early nap for us both.

We fixed supper, I made Hayleigh a new fall shirt, and then went outside and mowed the back yard- yes, I pushed the mower through the front room again... I'm telling you it is great!! We ended up sitting outside watching the sunset, Hayleigh playing in the grass, while I relaxed in the chair with my feet kicked up. We came in, fixed popcorn, and watched Father of the Bride Part II- one of my favorite movies. Perfect ending to a great day~

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Via Cord Kit- Finally Got It!!!

I know I've expressed our desire to get the Via Cord Kit before, and went on about dreams of us leaving this thing behind, and forget it. Well... today we finally got the kit, and once I go and get my new bag next week, it is going straight into the bag!

 Our main reasons for getting this kit and storing not just cord blood, but also the cord tissue is for our future and our kid's future. I would rather have the kit, and have had it done, not needing it, than wishing we would have done it, and needed it. There are many different cancers and diseases it can help treat right now, but the window for this is wide open for the future. I just don't know why they don't go ahead and take the blood and tissue from everyone to do stem cell research with- it would be so easy, and there would be plenty of it available. We opted for the Via Cord- they are FDA approved, and we would personally rather have our own stuff, than use a public bank where you get a match like yours out if you need it. The public one is cheaper, but the Via Cord banking is not that expensive, and they offer 0% interest financed payments for a year on theirs- which is pretty nice. You can also accept gift donations for your account with Via Cord too. Anyone who would like to donate towards our account, let me know, and I can get the information for you to do this on your own. They have 3 different levels- we opted for the complete newborn kit- it includes both the cord blood and cord tissue collection. They also offer a genetic testing along with this for your newborn- we opted out of it.  Anyway, since Reid is our last baby, it was now or never. Our Midwife has done the Via Cord Kit retrieval before, along with a good majority of the doctors here in our area, so I'm not worried about something not being done right- makes me feel a little bit more comfortable knowing this is a common thing done in this area too.

I know some are wondering just what is involved with doing this- how it works on collecting, and taking the kit after it is performed to the place to be stored. Here is the process of what happens when you go in to have your baby, taking your Via Cord Kit...

What is the Process of Collecting Cord Tissue Stem Cells?

You have one opportunity to collect your newborn’s stem cells.

After your baby's umbilical cord has been clamped and cut, and after the cord blood has been collected, your doctor or midwife will collect as much of the umbilical cord as possible and place it in the protective cup provided in your ViaCord collection kit. The complete collection kit, including the protective cup and the cord blood bag, is then returned to ViaCord’s processing laboratory by medical courier. Cord tissue collection is safe for both the mother and baby and can be done after vaginal or cesarean births.
Upon arrival at the laboratory, the collected segment of umbilical cord is processed by extracting the stem cells from the surrounding tissue. Once Viacord’s proven method of extraction is complete, the stem cells are then cryopreserved in a multi-compartment bag making them ready for use should there be a case of need.

How are Stem Cells Used?

Cord blood stem cells can turn into all of the different types of blood cells found in the bloodstream, including red blood cells, white blood cells, and platelets. Cord blood is the fastest growing source of stem cells in pediatric transplants 2, and is used today to treat nearly 80-life threatening diseases, including certain types of cancers and blood disorders. Over 25,000 transplants worldwide have used cord blood stem cells in treatment. 3
Cord tissue stem cells do not generate blood cells. Instead, they turn into a variety of cells that are able to retain their special features as they self-renew. Cord tissue stem cells have emerged as the next generation of discovery in stem cell research. Although there are no medical treatments using these stem cells today, preclinical research points to a future full of therapeutic possibilities.

How is the umbilical cord tissue collected and does it hurt?As with cord blood, the collection process is easy and painless. First, your baby’s umbilical cord is clamped and cut, and the cord blood is collected. Your health care professional will then collect as much of the umbilical cord tissue as possible and place it into the sterile, protective cup provided in your ViaCord collection kit.

Featured Post: As A Mother Of A Son @ The Stay at Home Mom Survival Guide

During my morning routine, I was going through my reading list on blogger, and came across this post. This post I wanted everyone to get a good chance to read. Reading this post, really made me think of what I want to do for Reid when he is here with us- what I really want to teach him. One of the things in this world I want most for our kids is to have a loving relationship that has mutual respect just like I feel Allen and I have. I want our kids to get to experience a good relationship. Having a relationship like that takes work- lots of work, but is one of the greatest things in this world...besides having kids.

One of the things I think we tend to forget about is that we are teaching our children how to have a relationship- how to be a husband or wife and a mom and dad, on a daily basis. Every time we bad mouth, or criticize our spouse, our children see this, and it teaches them it is okay. I was raised in a household like this. My dad was messy in the house, but not in his work shop. My parents bickered a lot, and criticized each other whenever the other annoyed them. When they would argue, they would yell. What did this teach me? Well, to say the least, it taught me what not to do after lots of work with a very patient guy- Allen. I've learned not to yell when we argue- he can hear me just fine not yelling. Sometimes, I do slip a little, and raise my voice, but I'm still working on it. On criticizing each other- it tends to slip now and then. I get agitated in the kitchen when it is messy, after Allen has just fixed us a fabulous dinner, and laundry isn't always finished, or put up, and we get annoyed with this.

The thing we have learned is to work on how we communicate to each other. I know the last thing we all want in this world is a failed marriage with children. My parents divorced when I was a freshman in high school, and I declared after the whole family went through that, I NEVER wanted to go through that ever again. I realize things don't always work out- but for me, it was not going to be an option. Anyway, Allen and I have learned in the past 9 years of being married to TRY to let the little things go between us, be nice, don't criticize, always kiss each other everyday, and say "I LOVE YOU" and mean it. We don't get to spend much time together anymore, so what time we have together, we have to take full advantage of it, balancing time together as a family and time together just as a couple. We have to nourish our relationships of both being husband and wife, and mom and dad to not just one kid now.

Anyway, now that I've put my two cents in, please read what Jaimi wrote this morning. I think it hits the nail right on the head. You can go over to her blog here if you would like to read more.

As the mother of a son, there is great responsibility on my shoulders: I must raise a man while considering that he might one day become a husband…one day WAY down the road…and maybe even a father. Yet, he is still my little boy today. I have a husband to help me in this-THANK THE LORD-so the weight is on his shoulders as well to set an example of what a man, husband and father can be.

Just considering my role, as the mother of a son sharing an example of a wife, I got to thinking…

Why is it that when women get together we often complain or joke about our husbands? I have on occasion been with a group and taken part in this little, “Can you believe what he did/does?” conversation. I have shared a story or two. It is always one of those moments where the ‘filter’ fails and my mouth moves faster than my brain, and in the end I wish I could hit rewind. I thought about what my participation in this sort of sharing might set as an example for my son (and of course my daughter).  If I love my husband, I should want to lift him up, not tear him down. (I am working on it!)

I overheard a couple of women (each old enough to be my mother) declaring to each other that their husbands did not have a right to tell them they did not need, or could not afford, smart phones. “What right did he have,”  one woman went on, “to tell me what I can’t have!”  Their resolution was to decide that if they wanted new phones they were going to get them and no man was going to tell them what to do. In my house, my husband has free reign to offer his thoughts on what I might purchase, and he always asks me whether I think he should buy what he thinks he wants/needs. We share; we each think the other has a say. I respect him, so I WANT his opinion. 

In the moment of hearing these two women, I thought about the mothers of their husbands: Would the mothers be happy that their sons were being disrespected? Did the two women have sons? Would they want the wives of their sons to treat them the way they treated their husbands in that conversation? I thought of my husband…and then my son. 

How does it feel as a man, as a husband, to be belittled by your wife? My guess is that it feels just as bad as if I as a wife/woman were publicly ridiculed by my husband-not very nice. So, in that moment, my mind replayed my own rants about clothes not making it into the hamper or my husband not reading my mind when I was upset-no one can read minds, why would I expect that he possessed that power?

Sometimes I am very petty and not a very good wife. I have asked God, and will continue to ask, for forgiveness for this.  I set an example in my home of how a wife acts-sometimes a good example and many times not. I want my son to expect respect, consideration, love, patience, support; I want him to learn that these qualities are what make a good wife. I don’t want my son to expect ridicule or belittling.  I want my son to marry a woman who loves and respects him-that requires him to learn to love and respect as well.  

What we learn to expect of ourselves 
is what we learn to look for in others.

I must display these traits to my husband. I certainly will not always agree with him-I do have my own brain-but, we can keep our disagreements within our home and not share them out in public. Disagreements happen, and when resolved through respectful means are healthy-we don’t hide them from our children. 

Love is patient, kind and humble.  I can be patient, kind and humble...well, I am working on it anyway.  

I do not need to belittle my husband or brag about him. God chose him for me. I want that to be taught to my children.  (Like I said, I am working on it!)

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Wordless Wednesday- Hemming up Maternity Clothes 29 wks

Before my hemming project-
Hayleigh was interested in what we
were doing in the bathroom.
This shirt I got last week with Allen,
 and fell in love with it after trying it on,
until we got home, and noticed it was way too long!
I ended up taking 1-2" off of the bottom,
 and bellow is the end result.
Of course this shirt makes me look
 a little bigger than I really am-
Plaid fabric...
Anyway, I still love this shirt,
 and love that I have a nice baby bump now
 to show it off with. 

After- looks much better!! 

29wks Dreams, Plans, and Packing the Hospital Bag List

29 wks today, and I am 29 years old... kind of funny. I haven't been feeling too well in the mornings for the past week or so. When Allen was home, he helped me keep my mind off of not feeling so great or worn down. I guess I just get naturally excited to see him, and forget about the icky feelings. I guess to give you an idea of how I feel, I feel like I did in the first trimester- nauseous, headaches, and tired. At least I don't have a sinus infection. But, my nose has been getting more snotty lately too- YAY!! Other than that, once afternoon hits, I usually feel much better.

So far now, the only time I have to prop Mt. Reid is when I lay on the couch- for extra support. When I sleep in bed, I have been comfortable, and don't need the pillows yet. The weird dreams are in full swing once again. I just dreamed Allen came home from work, and just showed up here. Hayleigh had a nasty dirty diaper, and he was getting ready to go hunting, and was getting supplies rounded up for snacks and what not. He packed a box of Gain dryer sheets, and I realized while he did this, our washing machine was leaking, and not draining during spin cycle. Come to find out there was a filter on the side of the washing machine, kind of like a de-humidifier, I had to drain, and I could put good smelling scents in. I have no idea where that one came from- our washer is working just fine- for now. It's still brand new anyway. I dream of Reid every now and then, about him and Hayleigh meeting for the first time- makes me cry happy tears. I dream of him being born early still- THANK GOD the Via Cord kit will be here tomorrow, so I won't have dreams of leaving it behind!!

 Next week, I'm going to pick up some new luggage for our trip back to Illinois, and our trip we are anxiously awaiting to the balloon festival at Snowmass- over by Vail. We will be staying the night there, with my Aunt and Uncle, and cousin, so we will have a good time visiting!

Anyway, just as soon as we get back from Illinois, I will be packing my hospital bag. With Hayleigh, I didn't pack it, until my last morning at work. I didn't feel good at all- had a doctor's appointment anyway. Allen told me to pack a bag, just in case. I kept saying, we will be coming right back home- so I half attempted packing the bag... we were admitted that morning to the hospital to have Hayleigh of course for early pre-eclampsia. I realize IF I pack this bag early, Reid probably will not make his debut until later on- I'll have to be induced. I don't really want to be induced, but I'm hoping I have to at 39 weeks, when Allen is home for 2wks off. We will see! Anyway, after my half attempted packing job last time, I want to have this bag packed well. I know I'm going to cry packing it. Putting the outfit he will come home from the hospital in the bag, along with the other things I'm packing.

Here is the list-
*breast pump
*going home outfits
*present for Hayleigh from Reid- planning on this Baby Boy Baby Doll or this Baby Boy Doll- I want her to get her own baby from the hospital too- she is such a little mommy, and these dolls are anatomically correct- so maybe she won't be poking her baby brother, and help change her baby boy, while I change Reid. Also getting her a balloon and something as a keepsake too.
*phone charger for cell phone, and computer
*granny panties and extra sports bras- they have a birthing tub to labor in
*a focal point- probably one of Hayleigh's pictures
*pillows & blanket
*boppy pillow
*lots of comfy clothes and socks for hospital
*copy of birth plan and insurance papers
*Reid's baby book- for foot prints
*make up and hair products, tooth brush and tooth paste
*cameras with chargers
*a book to try to read
*maybe a movie to play on my computer
*some extra outfits to take pictures of Reid in with his new big sister- I'll have Hayleigh's special outfits laid out when we leave
*a list of people to call/text/email
*car seat installed in the truck or which ever vehicle we are driving home
*Thank you cards- to make out while doing nothing in the hospital for flowers, and gifts
*a list of pictures I want to get while in the hospital
*numbers of take out places we like to eat at- hospital food usually is not too yummy!

I think that is it- I probably forgot something, and I'll have to add to the list later. Also some of the things on the list, I can't pack ahead of time- a month ahead anyway, and will have to be packed on a daily basis.

Monday, September 3, 2012

Wee Wee Wigwam..aka Pee Pee Tee Pees

So, today I decided to fire up my sewing machine and run it solo for the first time. This is only the SECOND time I've attempted to use a sewing machine. I usually sew everything by hand. I finally decided that if I can operate a computer, I can operate a sewing machine.

 While Allen was home last week, I finally sit down, watched youtube tutorial on how to thread and use my specific sewing machine, and got the thing threaded. Mind you, I've only had this machine 3 years now- I got it for Christmas from my mom, attempted to thread it once, and gave up. I have lots of things I want to make for the kids- a bunch of baby stuff for Reid, so here goes nothing!

I've gotten a lot of inspiration from Pinterest, and to say the least, without running the sewing machine- thought a lot of stuff looked like a piece of cake- WRONG!! IF I was sewing by hand, I could do the stuff, no problem... BUT it would take me 3x the time to make the stuff. Granted, it took me a whole 20 minutes to make my first creation today, but I'm getting the hang of it. I've pinned so many things on Pinterest that I'm overwhelmed- my head kind of spins trying to figure out what to try to make first.

Today, I finally decided was the day while waking up from my nap. I decided I would try my hand at the Wee Wee Wigwams that I had pinned earlier today- aka Pee Pee Tee Pees. These things sell for 3 for $6 and up on Etsy.com. I was excited to try this all out, and thought about the other projects I wanted to undertake- making another cover for our car seat- that one is on hold until I get this mastered... Anyway, I got the pin from this blog I am currently following. It is really easy, and the link will take you to the tutorial for the Wee Wee Wigwams. I figured if I screwed this up, at least I would not be wasting big chunks of fabric- it takes approximately 1/4 of a 1/4 of a yard to make one side.

I realize that some out there may think this is ridiculous- you have made it just fine changing a baby boy, and getting peed on is just part of it. I thought the same, until I thought if we had these, maybe Allen wouldn't be scared to change Reid's diaper- being that it will be Fall/Winter months we get to start out in, and these might be handy for changing him in a vehicle too. Anyway, I made them, and plan on making around 20 of them for us to have handy. I didn't use minky or fleece lining- just regular cotton fabric to line the inside. I'll save the minky for bibs and burp cloths I plan to make.
Anyway, here is my final product. I opted out of sewing another seam on top of the front side of the fabric, in fear I would screw it up- it is all sewn together now- the stitch is more or less more decorative anyway..

Anyway, this all come from Ashley over at Make It and Love It- go check her blog out sometime- she makes me feel so unhandy- I know many of you will disagree with me on that, but she is REALLY good at using a sewing machine! Here is her tutorial:

Have you seen these little things? If not, they are the perfect solution for those unruly diaper changes, when baby boys seek revenge on the person allowing cool air to hit their Nether Regions. Often times, they start spraying pee the minute that diaper comes off. Crazy how that happens.
Here’s the solution. Just plop one of these Wigwams on top while you’re wiping, situating, unfolding the diaper, etc. And if they soil it, just toss it in the washer for next time. Easy as that.

How to make a Wee Wee Wigwam?

First, trace around a circle object that is between 6-7 inches in diameter. This bowl is about 6.5 inches across and it worked great.

Then fold the circle exactly in half to use as a pattern.

Now, cut out a piece of cotton and a piece of matching fleece/flanel/something soft. (I used extremely soft fleece. I don’t know what type it is but it frays like crazy and almost feels like Minky.)

Then, with right sides together, sew your two half circles together along the curved side………………using a 1/4 inch seam allowance.

Then turn right side out and pin it flat, right along the seam.

Then sew the curve of your half circle flat, very close to the edge.

Then fold your half circle in half, with right sides together. Sew right along the raw edges, with another 1/4 inch seam allowance. Then sew another seam, using your zig-zag stitch. Trim any edges if necessary.

Then turn right side out and poke the tip out

Then make a few more and use them or gift them to a friend.

Such a simple solution to a sketchy scenario.

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Wordless Wednesday.. 28 Wks - Which Bump is Which??

** I had to post this on Facebook Wednesday, since blogger was down on uploading pictures***

I've got an illusion for you today, which Baby Bump is which baby???? I am exactly 28 wks in both pictures, wearing the SAME shirt. I can't honestly tell much of a difference, can you??

Okay, for everyone looking at these comparing the two- I am pretty much the same size. If you guess Bump B is Hayleigh... you are wrong. Hayleigh is Bump A, and Reid is Bump B. Honestly the only reason I can tell the difference is the sunlight shining in on my belly on Bump B picture. The window is next to my side of the bed here at this house. 

I Just want to Cry

Today, I just want to cry. In fact, I've spent the better part of the early morning after Allen left, crying myself back to sleep after a quick bath. I HATE Sundays. I've never been a fan of them, and now that Allen has to leave out on Sundays, I really despise them.

I'm not in a good mood today, if you couldn't tell. I'm angry, tired, sad, and just blahh. I'm entitled to be like this every now and then, right?

It must have really showed how I felt this morning, when I was helping Allen pack up and get ready to leave. I'm not a good liar apparently. He kept asking me if I was okay, and even called just after I finished my quick bath. The truth is I can't tell him how horrible I feel when he leaves, or that I worry about him and us like crazy, how angry I am with people being selfish back home, etc. If I told him the truth, then both of us would be worried, and miserable. He is already miserable enough away from us, I'm not going to add to the pile for him.

I know tomorrow will be a better day, but today, I just don't want to talk to anyone but Hayleigh, or anything. It will take all of what I have in me to keep a good face for her. She has started being concerned with everyone around her- if they are sad or hurt. I don't want to worry her either. So for tonight, if the phone rings, and it is not Allen, I'm not answering it- plain and simple.

Right now, all I want to do is lay in bed snuggled up and just stay there all day. I'm so angry with people right now, I could either beat their heads together, or throw my hands up in the air. We are done with getting people out here to visit. I guess they will just go longer periods of not seeing us, because after this trip back to Illinois, we won't be back until sometime late next year. I- we are not traveling with 2 kids- a 2 year old and a newborn cross country for a 3 day visit, and hurrying back so Allen can go to work. NOT GOING TO HAPPEN- so what ever dreams or ideas someone has of this happening, they can just shake it out of their heads now. Next year, if we were to travel, I would have to drive 4 hours with 2 kids in the car by myself, purchase 3 tickets to fly at full price, just to spend 3 whole days in a place we don't really want to go to. Apparently someone just does not get this, because they keep wanting us to go regardless.

I think it is completely sad that our family and friends are making excuses to not come out when Reid is born. But, to each his own I guess. Just means less chaos in the house, and more alone time for us as a family of 4.

I know as far as the holidays are concerned, we will be spending them here this year. Once again, to make us travel with a newborn and a 2 year old is ridiculous, just so someone who is afraid of flying, doesn't have to.

I know I sound really mad, and I am in ways. I guess I'm just disappointed in people in general. I really have no desire to return back to Illinois the closer we get to going. 7-1/2 months pregnant, flying and doing all of the traveling with a two year old- really nice. I'm slowing down now- getting more tired every week, and I hope that people are not expecting us to be all happy, doing flips, and what not. If people are not willing to travel for us- whether that means jumping on a plane for a 3 hour flight total, or riding on a train, after I am making the effort to travel at 7-1/2 months pregnant, against my husband's will, that just really makes me not want to even go back one bit. And to add injury to insult, there are other people I hope I do not even run into when we get there, in fear I will end up in jail for wanting to smack the crap out of them, or just flat out yelling obscenities at them for what pieces of crap they are. Classy I know.. At least things worked out this last week, so I will most likely not have to see these people again.

So, now that I've vented what is wrong this morning, without upsetting Allen, I'm going to go and de-stress myself and play with Hayleigh, then go through Reid's stuff and organize it all. Going through all of his baby stuff really puts me in better spirits. Reid is our little miracle, along with Hayleigh, and just those two alone make life better for us. So, when I go through Reid's stuff, I'm looking forward to having him here soon, and just trying to savor this little time we have getting ready for him trying to get everything ready and perfect for him.