Monday, September 27, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
I am 26 years old.
I have never broken a bone.
I am a dog person.
I have very flat feet.
I am a Christian.
I am pro-life.
I want at least 2 more children someday.
I have two college degrees.
My most favorite TV show is One Tree Hill.
I hate driving anywhere by myself and/or at night time.
I want to get a tattoo someday.
I have worn glasses since I was 9 years old.
I can play guitar pretty well.
Hanson is my most favorite childhood band.
My brother and I are 22 months apart.
In 2007 I went to more than 40 concerts.
I have only reread Twilight and none of the other books in the series.
I put ketsup on everything.
I have two house plants which have survived almost 2 years, by the grace of God, I might add.
I hate confrontation.
I love writing.
There, now it's your turn. Be sure to include a link to your blog if it is a separate blog account and anything else you want to share! I can't wait to read all about you!
Anyway, this was not the purpose of the post. There has been something on my mind for over a week now. My dearest, close-as-a-sister of a cousin had a loss a few weeks ago. Her SIL lost a baby at 22 weeks and I think we have both been mourning that loss. I, of course, am doing it differently as I do not know her SIL. But I do know what it feels like to have a 22 week old little boy squirming around in my belly, hiccuping and flipping about. I know what it feels like to finally have a belly, to finally have others notice my protruding abdomen and touch it gently looking at me with approving, smiling eyes. I know all to well that feeling of, "less than halfway there!". The excitement, the joy, the anticipation and that constant, rolling reminder that yes, Sarah, there is a growing baby in your belly and you're going to be a mother happen to be some of my most fond memories of my pregnancy. This was all before Logan dropped and caused tremendous back, hip, and pelvic discomfort, early effacement, and a lack of exercise. So when H told me about her SILs loss, my heart broke for her and H. H is a momma to three beauties and has felt the same things I have. We experienced our last pregnancy together, 10 weeks apart and being that she is a total pregnancy veteran, you can bet your bottom that I was texting her at all hours of the day asking if "this is normal" or not.
We were able to talk about it earlier this week and my heart is still aching. Her SIL chose to have their baby girl buried in a cemetery. They had a funeral. Now, I have not had the god-awful experience of losing a pregnancy but as of right now, I know that this is something I would not have done. Being that the baby miscarried before 24 weeks, the week of viability (and even then, still a long road to survival), I had to disagree with her choice. When I think about why people make certain decisions, especially one like this, I try to put myself in her shoes. Why would she chose to do that? If this had been me, the last thing I would want is for everyone to have to come and put my baby in the ground with me. No mother wants to ever have to do this. Can you say: worst fear ever! I tried to think of reasons why she would want to have a funeral and I cannot understand it, so I will just do my best to be sensitive to the decision. Yet, doing that all this week, has made me still wonder what I would do. What we, B and I, would do if we lost a baby that early. I think we would just want to say goodbye in our own way at the hospital and move on from there. As H and I agreed, neither of us would want a physical place to have to go and visit our loss. Now, don't get me wrong here. This is a very touchy topic and I am sure there are a few of you twisting your eyebrows at me. That's fine. This is just how I feel about it. If I were to ever lose a child past 30 weeks where the survival rate is even greater, it may be a different story. You may be asking yourself why I am so wrapped up in this. I blame it on my incessant anxiety that causes me to think about worse case scenarios. It is a coping mechanism where I convince myself that if I already have a plan, then I won't have to ever use that plan. Silly, I know, but it's what I do. Anyway, this has just been on my mind this week and I needed to write down my feelings.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
This little man is quite the mover. He has been trying to crawl now for a month and over the last week, he has gotten pretty good at it! I took this video on Thursday and even since then, he has improved. It is a whole new world now that Logan is crawling around. I get next to nothing done while he is awake as I am on the floor playing with him and following him around. He loves getting into our DVD shelf and messing with the spider plant. We moved it outside so he can't choke on anything. He has a knack for getting stuck under the coffee table and wants Buttes ball more than any other toy he has. I'm hoping all this extra walking around will help me lose 10 more pounds. I have lost all the baby weight, but would like to slim down a bit more.
So, now that Logan is crawling and moving around, I thought it would be a great time to share our baby proofing tricks. We did a HUGE proof session last weekend and so far, all is good!
- You can't baby proof everything. I kept thinking about how I was going to attach bumpers to the sides of the coffee table and some shelving but the truth is, you can't. I have resolved to just keep a close eye on Logan and be okay with a few bonks. Let's face it: Logan is a boy and is going to get bonked and bruised quite a bit as he gets older and tougher. There are no horribly sharp edges which would be cause for concern in cracking a head open. So I kept this in mind while we were going over everything.
- Shampoo your carpets BEFORE they really get going. We did this last Sunday and it took 8 hours to do all 800 square feet of our apartment due to naps and such, but it was well worth it, especially since we have dogs. I have also been brushing them more often AND vacuuming just about every other day to keep the carpets as hair-free as possible.
- Plug the outlets. This is a no-brainer. We had 12 plugs so I was able to get the six most accessible outlets plugged up.
- Wash the walls. This might sounds silly, but since Logan touches everything, it had been over a year since the walls had been washed and who knows what kind of germs were looming. I am not a germ-a-phobe, but while the carpets were getting cleaned, so were the walls.
- Hide and tie up cords. We don't have a desk for the computer so we hid the cord behind the end table in the living room and we keep it on the table when not in use OR rolled up in a drawer. Either way, the cord is hidden and out of reach. Logan is like a moth to a flame when it comes to cords. While at Children's on Monday, he just wanted to grab all the light cords, the stethoscopes, etc.
- Keep clutter at bay. This is one of our BIGGEST weaknesses around here. We are so bad about leaving things out on the tables and floor that we now have to literally be bossy with each other to keep it cleaned up. Logan is thisclose to pulling himself up on the furniture.
- Don't sweat the small stuff. Like I said, I am not a huge germ-a-phobe, but I do like to keep things clean. So it does not bother me when he plays with my keys, our shoes, or the straps on the diaper bag or purses.
- Let him explore! Once all the important stuff is taken care of, just follow him around and let him explore his new world. We are all for Logan leaning and checking out new things, especially at home. He is easily bored and when there are rainy, gloomy days like yesterday, we have to keep him entertained somehow. So I will pull all of our hats off the shelf and let him check them out. It's an easy, fun cheep way to keep him interested.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Hell no. I am no where ready, both physically or emotionally, to have another baby. Might I mention we are also no where near financially ready for another baby. It's interesting how, once you have your baby bouncing in your arms and smiling at you, your desire for more goes away. Let me clarify: we want more children, just not now. We want so much more than we have right now, that we want to give Logan and our dogs and our family. The following is a list of our PRE-Second Baby Goals in no particular order:
- Buy a house
- B gets a full time job with benefits which allows me to go back to school
- Finish school
- Get a job teaching
- Get out of debt
- Start truly saving money, and stop taking from what we do save
- Visit family in NJ
- Potty train Logan
- Loose 10 more pounds of non-baby weight
- Become better organized with house work, meals, and daily activities
I love being a mother more than anything, which means I love being a wife to B. He is the best husband and father I could have ever asked for and it makes me so proud to know that he will always be there for us and that we will have more children together someday. I suppose it is worth noting why I had this dream. Well, I have felt super off the last few days and I am pretty certain it is a blood sugar issue. Either way, I am dizzy, light headed, nausea, have a lack of appetite...all things which can easily be attributed to pregnancy, but also to low blood sugar. So I'm just going to keep eating my yogurt and wait for AF (who is not due to arrive until next week, just in time for our vacation, of course!!).
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
- I am worried they will turn us away and tell me I'm silly
- I am worried they will admit us and Logan will have to be poked and repoked over and over, that they will put a cath in (why?? I dunno), take several more chest xrays and tell me I'm crazy your baby is fine
- I am worried about the drive down, all alone
- I am worried I will be repeating myself over and over and we'll go weeks without answers
- I'm worried they will tell me there is something seriously wrong with Logan and our world will be shattered
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
We ate a ton of food, went to the zoo, went to a bar...it was all very fun. The night we went to the bar we walked there from my mother in laws house. Now, before you go asking, the answer is yes, I was intoxicated. The other answer is yes, it would have happened regardless as to whether or not I had been drinking. Seriously, bare with me here.
As we trecked our way to the bar through a field we were all unfamiliar with, I managed to step off the road to head down a hill only to find myself 6 feet deep in a ditch. It was dark and there was very little lighting so that is why this could have happened to anyone. Did I get hurt? Yes. My entire right thigh is scrapped and bruised up. I banged the heck out of my left shin and ankle and over the last few days, my right shoulder muscle has been giving me hell. Not to mention that only two days later I slipped on the kitchen floor at work and fell flat on my ass. OMG. I need a bubble.
Logan loved the zoo. He loved seeing all the people and animals, sights and sounds. We bought him a super cute bucket hat with zoo animals on it. The Denver Zoo has several new babies, including three tiger tubs, two baby giraffs, cheetah cubs, and much more.
So what is Mr. Logan up to these days?
- Army crawling all over the place
- Sitting himself up on his own
- Repositioning himself while sitting
- Demonstrates excellent balance
- Props himself up on his feet (as if to stand up)
- Stomps feet in excitement
- Kicks legs in bath
- Shakes toys in his hands as if to wave
- Plays Peek-a-Boo
- Babbles and mimics sounds we make
- Has no teeth yet
- Size 3 diapers
- 6-9 clothes, however, we will be moving up in the next week or so
- Eats 3 meals a day and loves everything except peas
- Eating more people food like breads, spaghetti, fruits and veggies
- Sleeps 10-12 hours a night, rarely waking if only once around 4am
- Wants anything and everything he can't have
- Wants to be wherever he's not (he's on the floor and wants to be in our laps, etc..)
- Loves car rides
- Favorite book is Oh the Thinks you can Think by Dr. Seus
- Loves dancing and listening to music. I play classical music when we are playing together
We are gearing up for our first family vacation to Michigan in October. It will be Logan's first plane ride and I can't wait!
As for everything else going on with him right now, we are still waiting for a scheduled appointment at National Jewish in Denver to see another Immunologist. He has been having some other tests just to rule things out and so far, he is still a mystery. This is very hard for us, knowing that something is not quite right and even all the professionals he has seen so far are stumpped too. I just pray we get some answers soon.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Being that it is Labor Day weekend, here comes a post about how to take care of a sick pup. You will may be having several people over, BBQing and there is bound to be a time your dog is going to sneek something off the table. Take heed, my friends.
We are HUGE dog lovers. We have two, Butte and Tulo. Before Logan, they were totally spoiled. Now, the attention has changed and they have each had their turn in taking the attention away from Logan, whether it was intentional or not. I'm talking about what to do when your dog is sick. We've all been there, laying in bed sound asleep at 2am (it's ALWAYS in the middle of the night) when you begin to hear your dog start making the gagging sound and within seconds, it's over. They have puked all over the floor and you have no idea why.
In the last 5 weeks, both our dogs have had some bout with a tummy bug and it is not easy people. Tulo got a bacterial infection in July that landed us in the vet hospital and out nearly $700. A few weeks ago, Butte ate TWO POUNDS of raw ground beef and it only took 12 hours for that to catch up to her...for 5 days! Both dogs were vomiting and had diahrea and our carpets are ruined, to say the least. So how do you cure this lovely combination of sickness?
First of all, whenever our dogs come down with something, we give it a day to see how they are. Usually, they ate something weird outside and just need 24 hours to let it pass through their system and then it's all good. We did that with Tulo and by day 4, he could not even hold down a sip of water. That is when it's time to go to the vet. Dehydration sets in and you have one sick puppy.
Once you have waited out (and strubbed your floors) for 24 hours and your pup is still sick, you need to take their food away. Fill their bowl with just a half inch of water. Dogs have a tendency to want to drink a ton of water when their bellies are achy but this will back fire and cause them to vomit even more. If your dog can hold down that much water every few hours, then after 12 hours, you can try a few things to help settle the belly.
- Pumpkin: I have a hard time finding this canned veggie outside of Thanksgiving season, but it does wonders on the tummy. Give him a scoop (1 tablespoon) and see how he holds that down. If he has stopped vomiting but is still having diahrea, continue with this tasty treat (trust me, they love it!) once every 4 hours combined with any of the other items listed below.
- Chicken broth: It works for people and it works for dogs. The salt content helps with the dehydration.
- Plain cooked rice: 1/2 cup in their bowl. This is filling and really easy on the tummy.
- Plain cooked chicken: 1/2 cup in bowl, with or without rice. Also easy on the tummy and provides some protien.
- Plain yogurt: 1 scoop (1 tablespoon) in dish. This works just like the pumpkin does.
Now don't go trying all these things at once. Pick one or two and if the vomiting slows down, slowly ween them back into the food. Just a little bit at a time. You want to do any of the above every 4 hours UNTIL they begin to have a solid BM again. This seems like common sense, but there are so many people who have no clue what to do with their pup when they are sick and just rush them off to the vet. This will save you a ton of money. The only reason why we took Tulo in was because he was vomiting water and on day 4 of explosive diahrea. Turned out he had a bacterial infection. Poor guy. It took Butte about 5 days to have a regular BM after eating all that raw meat. Any time your pet eats something like that, you must watch them carefully as raw meat carries so much bacteria. We are still keeping an eye on her that she does not develop any weird infections from the meat. So far so good.
If your dog eats something like chocolate, a deadly poison to them, call your vet. If you have the package the chocolate came it, tell them how much your dog weighs and how much the content of cocoa powder is in the chocolate. Depending on the ratio, you may or may not want to seek a vet. We have a great 24 hour vet hospital that is honest with us. Signs to watch for intoxication are fever, heavy panting, twitching and seizures.
When in doubt, call your vet. You may have no idea what your pet ingested and it is never a bad idea to just call for reassurance. You may have heard that if they eat something funky (like vitamines) to give your dog a sip of hydrogin poroxid to make them vomit. Trust me when I say, DON'T DO THIS! I have done it before to dogs I was sitting for who ate a ton of vitamins and it was miserable. The vet told me that if it is toxic to their body, they will get rid of it.
All in all, I hope this helps. I know it's a gross thing to deal with, but if you love your pets as much as we do, then you know how much it sucks when they are sick.
Happy Labor Day!
Thursday, September 2, 2010
After our appointment I called his doctor and she began the process of putting in a referral for us to Childrens. While I waited for a call back, I took Logan to PVH for more blood draws. The poor kid has bruised arms and I hate that we had to do that again. This time, they will be doing cultures of his blood which will take a few weeks for the results to come back. An hour later I got a call and after much deliberation, the Immunologist and his doctor decided to send us to National Jewish in Denver. Supposidly, the Godfather of Immunology is there and while his bedside manner is terrible, the man is a genious. Hard part is that it will be several weeks before we can get in. Several meaning 3-4 and for us, that is torturous. I am now waiting for a call from National Jewish to set up that visit. So for now, we wait. Logan barely had a fever today, which is the first time it's been like that in an entire WEEK! Praise the Lord! It's hard not to jump to conclusions with all that is going on, but it is clear that not only is Logan a fighter, he is special and unique. It is a terrible feeling hearing someone tell you your baby is less than perfect, but that does not matter when you look into his eyes and he smiles.