Looking back, my husband felt his first marriage dissolved once his twin daughters were born.
He said his wife turned into his room mate, as they took tag team care of the girls. As soon as he'd walk in the door, she'd run out. When she arrived home, he'd escape to the den. Eventually, the romance was replaced by responsibility.
So, "Date Night" was his answer as to how that wasn't going to happen to US. Pre-Elle it seemed like a really good idea to me too. Once a week we'd go out into the world and leave Elle in the capable care of my parents.
My parents agreed this was the best plan they'd heard in their life. They'd get total control of the little one!
Unfortunately, my feelings had changed on the matter. I wasn't ready to leave her yet! My separation anxiety started Friday night. I rocked her for an hour and a half before I put her in the crib.
They Saturday I completely hogged her from my husband.
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Oh she's up, I'll continue later............
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Day 62, Great Grandma Passes Away
It was expected, eventually. She was 87, in a nursing home, and suffering from dementia.
Elle didn't attend the funeral festivities. Instead, my Mom watched her for 9 hours. I've worked myself up to leaving Elle for an hour or two to do a little food shopping. But NINE HOURS was crazy long. I hated it.
My husband's speech about his lost Grandma was emotional. He teared and cried when he said, "My only regret is that Grandma will never meet or know Elle."
Elle didn't attend the funeral festivities. Instead, my Mom watched her for 9 hours. I've worked myself up to leaving Elle for an hour or two to do a little food shopping. But NINE HOURS was crazy long. I hated it.
My husband's speech about his lost Grandma was emotional. He teared and cried when he said, "My only regret is that Grandma will never meet or know Elle."
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Day 56, Octomom vs. Monomom
I can't button my pants. My favorite pair of skinny jeans sit in the closet mocking me.
Today, I was tempted to sneak into the mall and purchase new jeans. Comfy jeans that would fit my 15 pound heavier self. Wearing sweat pants and too loose maternity clothes just isn't cute anymore.
But I denied myself the shopping trip when I saw the cover of Star Magazine.
I never thought I'd ever say I'm jealous of Octomom. But, I'm jealous of Octomom. She lost 150 pounds!
So, in celebration of Elle's 8 week birthday, I've decided to take the Octomom challenge. I will lose these 15 pounds by Elle's 100th day of life. Bye bye baby fat, Momma's preparing to purge the post-pregnancy pot belly once and for all.
Today, I was tempted to sneak into the mall and purchase new jeans. Comfy jeans that would fit my 15 pound heavier self. Wearing sweat pants and too loose maternity clothes just isn't cute anymore.
But I denied myself the shopping trip when I saw the cover of Star Magazine.
I never thought I'd ever say I'm jealous of Octomom. But, I'm jealous of Octomom. She lost 150 pounds!
So, in celebration of Elle's 8 week birthday, I've decided to take the Octomom challenge. I will lose these 15 pounds by Elle's 100th day of life. Bye bye baby fat, Momma's preparing to purge the post-pregnancy pot belly once and for all.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Day 55, Her First Medicine
My "Earth Mother" days are over. Elle's taking her first medication at 55 days old. I know I had promised myself I'd do as much as I could the "natural" way. But when you see a baby crying while eating, well it's a sad sight. I couldn't take it. Waiting it out just didn't seem like the right thing to do. So, I called the doctor, again.
Dr. Acosta was kind enough to quickly call in the medication to Walgreens without seeing Elle in person. Elle is now taking 2ml of a fruity yellow medicine called NYSTATIN four times a day.
The silver lining is that she slept for 7 hours and 45 minutes last night! Being tired and medicated aparently has some benefit.
Dr. Acosta was kind enough to quickly call in the medication to Walgreens without seeing Elle in person. Elle is now taking 2ml of a fruity yellow medicine called NYSTATIN four times a day.
The silver lining is that she slept for 7 hours and 45 minutes last night! Being tired and medicated aparently has some benefit.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Day 54, Thrush
I know things could be worse, but this is ridiculous. Elle is crying constantly. It seems the milk residue that had settled on her tongue is now turned into something way worse. Thrush.
The little white patches of yeast are clumped mostly on her tongue with a few on the sides of her mouth. Doctor prescribed some yucky yellow medicine.
I'm back to feeling incompetent.
The little white patches of yeast are clumped mostly on her tongue with a few on the sides of her mouth. Doctor prescribed some yucky yellow medicine.
I'm back to feeling incompetent.
Day 49, Sears Photography Shoot
A few days ago Elle turned lucky number 7 weeks old. To commemorate the event I decided to take her into Sears and get her first professional photos done.
The photostudio opened at 10:00am. So, I assumed if we started getting ready at 8:00am we could leave the house a little early, and be the first ones there. I love how in my Pre-Elle days, all these little plans I used to make would work out just fine. But now, not so much. We ended up leaving the house a little past noon, and I was actually hustling the whole time.
I learned a few things about getting baby pictures done that day:
1. Always have an appointment. We waited for two hours.
2. Newborn props are for NEW borns. Poor Elle was busting out of everything cute they put her in! I guess at 12 pounds 10 ounces and 22 inches in length, she no longer qualifies as a newborn :( How sad is that?
3. Bring several bottles. I thought that two four ounce bottles would be plenty. Wrong. If your baby eats when she's stressed, like mine, you'll need way more than you think. I ended up in the ladies room rinsing out one bottle in the sink and refilling it with bottled water and a "to go" packet of the first formula she was on.
4. Get in the picture. Being 15 pounds over my pre-pregnancy weight, I didn't think I wanted to be photographed, even with my own baby. But, Kristen, the photographer, made me hop in there. Now I have a memory that will last a life time.
The photostudio opened at 10:00am. So, I assumed if we started getting ready at 8:00am we could leave the house a little early, and be the first ones there. I love how in my Pre-Elle days, all these little plans I used to make would work out just fine. But now, not so much. We ended up leaving the house a little past noon, and I was actually hustling the whole time.
I learned a few things about getting baby pictures done that day:
1. Always have an appointment. We waited for two hours.
2. Newborn props are for NEW borns. Poor Elle was busting out of everything cute they put her in! I guess at 12 pounds 10 ounces and 22 inches in length, she no longer qualifies as a newborn :( How sad is that?
3. Bring several bottles. I thought that two four ounce bottles would be plenty. Wrong. If your baby eats when she's stressed, like mine, you'll need way more than you think. I ended up in the ladies room rinsing out one bottle in the sink and refilling it with bottled water and a "to go" packet of the first formula she was on.
4. Get in the picture. Being 15 pounds over my pre-pregnancy weight, I didn't think I wanted to be photographed, even with my own baby. But, Kristen, the photographer, made me hop in there. Now I have a memory that will last a life time.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Day 48, Doctor Visit
Last night Elle's breathing made me uncomfortable. I felt nervous. What if she needs medicine and I'm being to "Mother Earthy" to give it to her? So, I called to Pediatric Associates and made an appointment for 7:45 am today.
7:45 am would have sounded really early to my Pre-Elle self. But nowadays, I know it's not really early in the morning, if you never really got to sleep at night anyway.
Elle and I arrived right on time. The nurse instructed me to strip her down. She weighed her on a little scale as if she were sliced deli meat. Elle weighed in at a healthy 12 pounds 10 ounces. Which is considered "above average" on the growth chart. (I'm already scouting which schools have the best college volleyball team since she's poised to be 6'3.)
When Dr. Acosta arrived, she assumed we were here for the one month checkup. I felt a little annoyed I had to tell her we already did that two weeks ago. Dr. Acosta, after all was holding Elle's file in her hand. Anyways, my annoyance changed to embarrassment when I had to admit we were there because I had given Elle a cold.
The doctor listened to her lungs, checked her ears, her throat, and her temperature. She asked if Elle was eating well. I reported she was. Then Dr. Acosta passed Elle back to me and made the following recommendations:
1- Since her lungs were clear, no medications were necessary.
2-Run a vaporizer at night to keep her mucus moist.
3-Use saline drops to break up the snot.
4-Suction her mucus to keep her nasal passages clear.
5-Prop her crib to keep the mucus from collecting in her throat.
6-Bring her back if she gets a fever or stops eating.
So, as it turns out, I do know what I'm doing! I left the doctor's office so proud of myself. Maybe I am qualified enough to be Elle's mother after all.
7:45 am would have sounded really early to my Pre-Elle self. But nowadays, I know it's not really early in the morning, if you never really got to sleep at night anyway.
Elle and I arrived right on time. The nurse instructed me to strip her down. She weighed her on a little scale as if she were sliced deli meat. Elle weighed in at a healthy 12 pounds 10 ounces. Which is considered "above average" on the growth chart. (I'm already scouting which schools have the best college volleyball team since she's poised to be 6'3.)
When Dr. Acosta arrived, she assumed we were here for the one month checkup. I felt a little annoyed I had to tell her we already did that two weeks ago. Dr. Acosta, after all was holding Elle's file in her hand. Anyways, my annoyance changed to embarrassment when I had to admit we were there because I had given Elle a cold.
The doctor listened to her lungs, checked her ears, her throat, and her temperature. She asked if Elle was eating well. I reported she was. Then Dr. Acosta passed Elle back to me and made the following recommendations:
1- Since her lungs were clear, no medications were necessary.
2-Run a vaporizer at night to keep her mucus moist.
3-Use saline drops to break up the snot.
4-Suction her mucus to keep her nasal passages clear.
5-Prop her crib to keep the mucus from collecting in her throat.
6-Bring her back if she gets a fever or stops eating.
So, as it turns out, I do know what I'm doing! I left the doctor's office so proud of myself. Maybe I am qualified enough to be Elle's mother after all.
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