mOtHeR-hOoD...

wow! Its been awhile since Ive last posted. A lot has changed... got out of the hospital, got back in the hospital, had a bouncing baby boy... then spent another 2 weeks in the hospital(NICU). I HEART HOSPITALS! :oP

Anyways, I know your supposed to LOVE your children but no one ever said you had to like them. Sounds harsh, I know... but its reality for me ( 7 no, I dont have PPD). We got sooo spoiled with Allie. She was an angel baby. Kole, on the other hand, has thrown us for a loop.

#1 For the past 11 weeks Ive called the recliner "bed".
#2 My bedtime is now from about 2:30am-7am... & thats chopped up... in the recliner!
#3 My "me" time is on the toilet... & even then I still have little fingers wiggling at me under the door.
#4 I feel so lost without my purse!... oh wait, I mean my diaper bag!
#5 I actually look forward to going to WORK!

But ya know what... I wouldnt change any of it for the world. There is nothing like being the ONLY one that can soothe your child. Life is gooood.

:o)

tHiS iS iT!!!!!

did I ever mention, this is my last kid. Just incase anyone was wondering...

4.5 gRaMs Of MaGnEsIuM

4.5 grams of mag... need I say more?! Lets just say I have a LOOOOONG, SICK night ahead of me. Dear God, please help anyone that comes into my path within the next 12 hours. Wish me luck... this is the highest dose they can put a patient on.
Thanks doc!

cRuEl & UnUsUaL pUnIsHmEnT...

2 Blogs in 1 day?!
My mother insisted that I blog about this... apparently she thought somthing about this was funny....

ehem.... I cant see ANY reason why doctors would think it is a good idea to weigh their pregnant, bedridden patients EVERY DAY. So... Sunday morning I get the regular visit from the on call dr (it wasnt even my dr. that ordered this). He showed up early... like 9ish and I was still sleeping. So he wakes me up and does the regular talk and says lots of positive stuff like, "looken good" & "doin good". Next thing I know my nurse pops in with this big... thing. Apparently the on call dr finds it neccesary to start weighing me EVERY DAY. Rude!!! I was Appauled!!!! Like I really want to know what I weigh after laying in bed for a month & eating.

So, today... day 2 of the weigh in. The nurse wakes me up with this big... thing again. Apparently this new scale... thing... is brand new and they are really excited to use it on someone. So, I step up to the plate and I gained 3lbs from yesterday morning!!!! What?! So I say, ok let me go potty & we'll try it again. Oh, yes... you should also know that I have to measure my potty each time I go and my morning potty is usually award winning. 800ml has to equal somthing- right?! So, I step up again after my potty and Im down 3lbs. Whew!!!!!! 3lbs of potty!!!!!!

Oh the highlights of my days!!!! :o)

On a another note, nothing new with me. I havent had any contractions really so Kole is still nice & comfy in his mommy's tummy. I do start physical therapy tomorrow for my left hip. Being in bed and baby laying on my left side has caused some excrusiating pain on the left side of my groin & leg area. Apparently my ligaments on my left side have separated too far from what they are supposed to and that is the cause of my pain. Other than that, Im just a fat, happy chick! :o)

THANK YOU for everyone's support! I cant even imagine going through this without your phone calls, visits, e-mails, thoughts & prayers!!! I really have amazing family & friends!!!

mY gArDeN...

this is my garden that I am so proud of! I made Tim take pictures of it because I havent seen it since July. Last time I saw it the watermelon was the size of the end of my pinky and the yellow squash was still in its mommy's tummy...

This is my first garden!






Im such a proud mamma!

:o)

iM hErE... aLiVe & StIlL kIcKeN...

Ok, so Im a bad blogger.Yes, you would think that since I sit here. all. day. long. I would be a champion blogger, but Im not. Everything is looken good. I have now been here for 10 days and Ive succesfully hit my 29 week mark on Saturday. I did have one day full of contractions(Thursday). They upped my magnesium that night. It must have done somthing because I havent been contracting regularly since then. I have a Fetal Fibronectin test on Thursday or Friday. That will give us some insight if I will or will not be giving birth in the next two weeks. Gives me somthing to look forward to. Anyways, thats about it!

tHe BiG kAhOoNa (or... however you spell it)...

I never-EVER thought of myself as a double stroller kind of mom, but this is the kind of stuff I get excited about now. Meet the Graco Quattro Tour Duo...

tHe ThInGs YoU tAkE fOr GrAnTeD...

In my normal Life...

#1... What I wouldnt give to just lay in bed and do NOTHING!
#2... What I wouldnt give to just have a moment to myself in my house... no child... no husband
#3... What I wouldnt give to not have to go to work on a daily basis
#4... What I wouldnt give to not hear that ANNOYING tick while Tim grinds his teeth while he sleeps.

And now...

#1... What I wouldnt give to get up out of bed/off the couch and not get the evil eye from mom or the "{{{sigh}}} I could have done that for you... go lay down!"
#2... What I wouldnt give to have Allie & Tim with me on a daily basis... at home.
#3... What I wouldnt give to go to work... ok, that to say "on a daily basis" would be pushen it!
#4... What I wouldnt give to just sleep in my own bed, next to my husband everynight... ANNOYING tick or not!

:o(

a LiTlE bAcKgRoUnD...

Ok, so just to start off... dont expect too much. I never "A'ced" english in highschool. So what Im trying to say is Im not much of a writer.

Why I'm here...
Somewhere around 24 weeks I started have very few sparatic contractions at work. They went away so I didnt think too much of them. A couple days later I plopped down in front of my desk after carrying everyone's lunches in (Subway) on one arm and carrying Allie in the other. I'll set the scene for you: fat chick running from the car to the office in 100 degree heat carrying food in one hand, letting helpless child slip out of the other. Yes, they sent the pregnant girl with the kid to retrieve lunch for the whole office. Hm. To my suprise I started having contractions. Apparently I have an irritable uterus and the uterus was not have'n it! I called my dr's office and of course you have to jump through fire to talk to YOUR nurse or YOUR dr. So, I talked to someone else's who knew nothing about me. As expected, she replied "drink lots of water and put your feet up." {{{SIGH}}} I know my body and I know thats not the answer I was looking for! So... whats a girl to do but call again and AGAIN and AGAIN the next day. I think they just wanted to shut me up so they finally scheduled me in for whats called a Cervical Length Ultrasound. SURE ENOUGH!!! I was effacing. so, "pelvic rest" I go... not bedrest but pelvic rest. Pelvic Rest means: "take it easy." Ha! And, as I guessed 1 week later I was on full & complete bedrest, after spending a nice, relaxing, lazy day in Labor & Delivery. After spending 1 week on "complete" bed rest at home (I do have to say that I cheated... A LOT... ok A LOT A LOT) I had another cervical length ultrasound and this time I was effacing more AND dialating. My dr. was serious now... soooooo that's why I'm here at my mom's house. No cheating here! She's taking good care of me. I yub her!!!!

Today I went in for my 3 hour glucose test because (suprise!) I failed my 1 hour test. I've never been a good test taker. I also found out that I'm anemic. Seriously... do you think that God is trying to tell me somthing? Maybe... just maybe this will be our last child.