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Home Again, Home Again

Filed under: Kaelin,Koren,Parenting,Pregnancy — Amy @ 4:28 pm

I spent Father’s Day laid up in bed with a really sore back. I didn’t even get J a card. He says he doesn’t mind though because a) he got a son for Fathers Day, and b) he spent Mothers’ Day laid up in bed with an illness and the flowers he ordered for me never came – so he figures we’re even.

We’re all home and adjusting to life with 2 kids. My parents volunteered to relieve Kaelin of her cabin fever this afternoon, so she’s currently swimming over at their house – undoubtedly having a blast. Jens’ parents are at a movie, so it’s just the two of us and a very sleepy baby. And it’s now that I realize how easy it is to care for just one child, especially a newborn. I suppose it’s all relative though, because I don’t remember feeling that it was easy the first time around.

Our little guy was induced on Thursday and everything went as planned with the exception that he made his appearance earlier than expected. Following his sister’s footsteps, I suppose. At least the doctor was already at the hospital this time – she almost missed it last time.

He tried to turn his head funny coming out, so I ended up with 3rd degree tears (again) but since he took a full 5 minutes of pushing to come out (instead of 10 seconds), the doctor did have time to do an episiotomy this time. Consequently, I think the healing process is going faster this time around.

And God bless Wayne, the epidural doctor. Sidestepping “Eve’s curse” is truly a lifesaver. I had a few minutes of experiencing a small fraction of what it would be like to go “natural” and believe me when I say I want no part of that.

The head-turn resulted in a squished nose for the baby, but fortunately it’s straightening itself out.

I have a ton of pictures on my camera that I have yet to download or look at, but when I do I’ll be sure to post a couple here.

Honestly, the most difficult part of this has been Kaelin. She did not do too well with us both being gone at the hospital, and suffered quite a bit of anxiety and outright sadness about it, especially at night. It was heartbreaking, and there was nothing we could do about it. Unfortunately, “Mama and Daddo will be home soon” wasn’t much consolation, and her inability to sleep well contributed to her overall stress level.

She’s much happier now that we’re home, and she’s totally in love with her Baby Brother. Which is, of course, good and bad. She’s a bit overstimulated and has more energy than normal (which is, um, a lot), so getting her to be still and calm and quiet around the baby has been a total lost cause.

Being the incredibly tactile kid that she is, she wants to hold/touch/kiss him 24 hours per day and does not understand why she can’t. My heart has skipped a thousand beats so far. We’ve let her hold the baby in her lap, but it requires constant attentiveness because, well, SHE’S TWO.

When she’s not holding the baby, she’s trying to climb onto whoever is. She’s relentless and spends every waking minute trying to touch the baby, which is stressful because there is literally no “safe” place we can put him that she can’t get to, aside from holding him while we’re standing up. So we’ve had to begin a pretty intense “training” session with her on where the boundaries are, with strict and consistent consequences. It requires constant energy, and more of it than I have at this time.

I know that sounds like a lot of complaining, and I don’t mean to imply that she’s being “bad.” She’s just TWO and very fascinated by this new person in her household. She calls him “Sweetheart” and “Little Fella” and becomes very concerned about his well-being at the slightest frown. She offers him pacifiers and blankets and words of comfort while she gently strokes the back of his head. “It’s alright, Sweetheart, you don’t have to be upset. Are you hungry Little Fella?” And once we get past this “training” period, I’m sure my stress level will lower substantially.  It’s already getting better as she’s learning the “new rules.”

Anyway, our little guy is an exceptional sweetie and we’ve really enjoyed having him so far.

Koren James

Filed under: Photos,Pregnancy — Amy @ 2:17 pm

Finally got some pictures downloaded…

Home Again, Home Again

Filed under: Family,Pregnancy — Amy @ 5:37 pm

Well, we’re all home again, which is very nice.  Jens and I are looking forward to sleeping in our own bed again, even if only for a few hours at a time.  Not that it comes close to the whole “giving birth and recovery” experience, but husbands do get a few sympathy points for having to sleep on the plastic bricks they call “fold out beds” in the hospital.

Koren is doing well.  He’s very sweet, cuddly and mellow.  I remember Kaelin being a sweet baby, but not in quite the same way.  She was never particularly mellow. 

Koren sleeps A LOT.  I even have to wake him up and coax him into nursing.  I’m going to have to start setting my alarm, lest I forget – I never needed reminders with Kaelin because she was like clockwork and did not let us get away with being behind schedule.

So the second one is definitely different than the first, even though it’s only been a couple of days.

Honestly, the most difficult part of this has been Kaelin.  She did not do too well with us both being gone at the hospital, and suffered quite a bit of anxiety and outright sadness about it, especially at night.  It was heartbreaking, and there was nothing we could do about it.  Unfortunately, “Mama and Daddo will be home soon” wasn’t much consolation, and her inability to sleep well contributed to her overall stress level.

She’s much happier today having us all around, and she’s totally in love with her Baby Brother.  Which is, of course, good and bad.  She’s a bit overstimulated and has more energy than normal (which is, um, a lot), so getting her to be still and calm and quiet around the baby has been a total lost cause.

Being the incredibly tactile kid that she is, she wants to hold/touch/kiss him 24 hours per day and does not understand why she can’t.  My heart has skipped a thousand beats today.  We’ve let her hold the baby in her lap, but it requires constant attentiveness because, well, SHE’S TWO. 

When she’s not holding the baby, she’s trying to climb onto whoever is.  She’s relentless and spends every waking minute trying to touch the baby, which is stressful because there is literally no “safe” place we can put him that she can’t get to, aside from holding him while we’re standing up.  So we’ve had to begin a pretty intense “training” session with her on where the boundaries are, with strict and consistent consequences.  It requires constant energy, and more of it than I have at this time.

I know that sounds like a lot of complaining, and I don’t mean to imply that she’s being “bad.”  She’s just TWO and very fascinated by this new person in her household.  She calls him “Sweetheart” and “Little Fella” and becomes very concerned about his well-being at the slightest frown.  She offers him pacifiers and blankets and words of comfort while she gently strokes the back of his head.  “It’s alright, Sweetheart, you don’t have to be upset.  Are you hungry Little Fella?”  And once we get past this “training” period, I’m sure my stress level will lower substantially.

There are a TON of pictures on my camera, none of which did I take, and therefore I haven’t seen any of them yet.  So once I sort through and download them all I’ll post some here.  In the meantime, I hear a hungry little guy downstairs.

Amy Gets Feel Good Juice

Filed under: Family,Pregnancy — Jens @ 9:05 am

The epidural is in. Such an interesting procedure to watch.

Do you ever think about how much trust we blindly give medical professionals? It is, of course, grounded trust. Their profession is to care for and assist patients, but it is interesting, as I sit and watch a man I don’t know insert tubes and liquids into my wife’s spine. I could not do the same. i don’t know what the liquids are. I do not feel the same thing so feels with it (or rather, doesn’t feel).

Contractions are getting a bit closer together, though Amy can not feel them. We’re looking at maybe a couple hours more, but you never know about these things.

All I know is, I appreciate and trust medical professionals. My wife is relaxing comfortably in no pain, slightly sleepy.

Sidestepping Eve’s curse for a few hours is priceless.

In the Delivery Room

Filed under: Family,Parenting,Pregnancy — Jens @ 5:21 am

So today is the day – assuming, of course. Everything looks smooth so far, but not much to report. It’s always a bit surreal sitting in a hospital room and feeling like you should participate somehow, but it’s the constant hurry up and wait.

We got here at about 7:30 this morning and commenced with the hooking up of tubes, the drawing of blood, the application of about 25 monitoring devices and a partridge in a pear tree. Kind of leaves you in awe of the awesomeness of the moms who used to do this without any pain killers, antibiotics, blood pressure monitors or comfy (ish) beds. And they had 17 kids.

Being a dad x2 will be an amazing trip to be sure. A bit apprehensive, a bit excited, and a bit nervous. We haven’t had a boy before, you see. Girls are a known quantity, boys a bit of a mystery. Plus, I know how boys think, so having a little one of me might be familiar, but terrifying.  grin

I’m sure we’ll have more to report soon. Meanwhile, the drum of the heartbeat and the drip, drip, drip of the IV are keeping us company.

Jens

Not Cool

Filed under: Pregnancy,Such is Life — Amy @ 1:45 pm

DUDE.  I’M HOT.  And not in that “I feel sexy because I’m pregnant” way.  (BTW, is that for real?  Is there anyone out there who actually feels beautiful and sexy when they’re pregnant?  Because seriously?  I just feel like a cow.  MOO.)

I’m hot because our air conditioner is busted.

Great timing, right?  A holiday weekend, so nobody’s coming out to look at it until Tuesday. 

A holiday weekend, in the now-early-summer Texas weather, when the temperature is in the mid-90’s. 

A holiday weekend during Texas summer when I’m in the late stages of pregnancy so my body temperature is already 10 degrees above everyone else’s. 

A holiday weekend in the Texas summer when I’m uber pregnant, AND WE HAVE COMPANY.

Really, I couldn’t think of a better time for our air conditioner to go kaput.  This is Day 5 and I’m just about ready to look into nearby motels.  Maybe I could just sleep in the movie theatre.  Or Albertsons – they always keep that place at 55 degrees, which is usually why I specifically DON’T shop there.  Not sounding like such a bad idea right about now.

Ice cream and snow cones, anyone?

Pregnancy Makes Me Stupid

Filed under: Pregnancy — Amy @ 1:42 pm

Totally skipped my dentist appointment yesterday.  Even after they called to remind me and I said, “Oh sure, I’ll be there.”  Also forgot to register Kaelin for Parents’ Night Out this Friday, despite – according to him – numerous reminders from Jens.

Although, I must say that I still think I’m doing better than last time.  When I was pregnant with Kaelin I misplaced a data CD at work.  Looked everywhere for it knowing I JUST HAD IT, and eventually gave up.  I found it the next day when I opened the refrigerator to get a snack.

Three weeks to go!

An Open Letter

Filed under: Pregnancy — Amy @ 7:22 am

To the hostess at Friday’s last night who said, “Look at you, you’re so tiny!” when I walked through the door,

Bless you.  May the heavens pour abundant joys upon your life.  Can I take you home with me?

Dude.  Are We There Yet?

Filed under: Pregnancy — Amy @ 12:44 pm

I am SO PREGNANT. I have reached that stage that I hate, where the only shoes I can wear are flip-flops because my feet start to resemble loaves of bread before noon and don’t fit into any normal shoe. And even the maternity clothes don’t fit as well as they used to.

I have also started getting into the whole “work from home” mentality. It’s this strange phenomenon (that Jens and Greg can attest to) where the amount of daily hygiene and preparation you deem sufficient… adjusts.

Like, it goes from “shower, wash hair, apply makeup, and put on clean clothes (that are unwrinkled and match)” to “Am I wearing pants?”

The good news is that we have a date. On June 12, Kiddo #2 is coming out whether he likes it or not.

Which means he is also coming out whether or not he has a nursery, and whether or not he has a name. Note to self: must work on that. Raising a boy with no name in a peach colored room with no furniture can’t be good for his emotional condition.

Tired

Filed under: Pregnancy — Amy @ 6:18 pm

So today I woke up feeling fatigued and swollen. Even going up the stairs took entirely too much effort.

The common remedies for pregnancy-related fatigue and swelling are exercise (does anyone want to talk about the ridiculous irony of that statement?) and drinking more water – so I took Kaelin on a stroller ride around the neighborhood this morning and have been trying to drink more water.

Which means that now I’m even more tired and have to pee all the time.

Today

Filed under: Pregnancy — Amy @ 2:03 pm

So today I woke up feeling fatigued and swollen.  Even going up the stairs took entirely too much effort.

The common remedies for pregnancy-related fatigue and swelling are exercise (is that Alanis Morissett-style irony or what?) and drinking more water – so I took Kaelin on a stroller ride around the neighborhood this morning and have been trying to drink more water.

Which means that now I’m even more tired and have to pee all the time.

Sigh.

I did have a nice lunch with my mom today though.  I haven’t been to La Madeline’s in ages.

And I’m so proud of Kaelin.  Today is her first day of wearing “big girl panties” – no diaper.  We’ve been attempting potty training recently and although she’s willing and capable of peeing in the potty, we couldn’t seem to get her to understand that the goal was also NOT to pee in her diaper anymore.

So today I decided to experiment and put some real “panties” on her.  I told her that these were NOT a diaper and that she couldn’t pee in them.  Still, I expected to spend most of the day doing laundry.  But so far, she hasn’t had a single accident – even during the outing to La Madeline’s and Baby’s R Us.  Of course, she’s been asleep for the last 3 hours (in a diaper), so I guess I can’t count that time… but I’m really very proud of her successful day in the big girl undies.

And now I’ve probably just jinxed the whole experiment by prematurely talking about the success … but we’ll see.

AAAGGGGHHH

Filed under: Body Issues,Just Shoot Me,Makes Me Grumpy,Pregnancy,Travel — Amy @ 9:40 pm

Pregnancy is not agreeing with me this time around.  I haven’t been sick (at least not since Christmas).  I’ve been more tired, but nothing unbearable.

I’m just BIG.  And I hate it.

I almost wore a pink shirt for Easter.  And then I looked in the mirror and saw a giant Easter Egg where my reflection should have been.

I did not wear a pink shirt for Easter.

I took a “six months pregnant” picture today.  I’d post it to prove my point but I think there’s some reason I don’t post pictures of myself on this site… though I can’t quite remember what that reason is right now.  Anyway, I look at least 8 months along.  It’s discouraging.  I don’t think I’ll be taking a “nine months pregnant” picture this time around.

In a short time I will be going to HAWAII for my MIL’s birthday celebration.  And I cannot believe I am doing this voluntarily.   When I was pregnant with Kaelin, my best friend got married.  Why do people always plan important events when I’m 7 months pregnant?

Oh trip, how I dread thee… let me count the ways:

  • 8 hour plane ride there… with swollen uncomfortable pregnancy legs
  • 8 hour plane ride there… with energetic 2-year old. Who maxes out at about 3 hours.  And refuses to sleep on planes.  And who can only survive those 3 hours when allowed to watch Dora on laptop.  And whose grumpy factor increases proportionate to how much TV she watches.
  • Maternity swimsuit
  • Maternity swimsuit
  • Maternity swimsuit
  • 8 hour plane ride back… more swollen uncomfortable pregnancy legs
  • 8 hour plane ride back… same 2-year old

Somebody just shoot me now.

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