My So Called Life

I just wanted to tell everyone that I enjoy reading your blogs. I love to read about other mothers opinions and other peoples thoughts. I enjoy seeing your pictures and reading your stories. I know I have not been writing much lately but I hope to return to the blog world soon.

Until next time.........

Christina

A friend posted this and I thought I would also

On one side............

• I do not give my children dairy, hotdogs, peanut butter, eggs or seafood before they are a year old. I feel strong about this is my choice as a parent and if you don't like it they are not your children.
  
• Immunizations - we do them by the book. Whatever the pediatrician recommends, that is the way we go.
  
• Diet - I breastfeed Logan until he was 6 months old and then started him on formula until a year. I start cereal at four months, 1st foods when they are "supported sitters", second foods after six months, third foods and finger foods at nine. The pediatrician starts them on whole milk until they are two. I water down juice because I feel it is to sweet for them.
  
• Medicines - I make sure I read the label and then call Shelly our nurse if I am unsure. I never give more than the recommendation. I make sure they don't take it more than the allotted time.
  
• I encourage Logan to have milk before I offer anything else. I will allow him to have juice or water to drink if he has drank at least 2 cups of milk.
  
• Snack - I buy gram crackers, fruit snacks, grapes, oranges, animal crackers, yogurts and so on. I try to keep a variety of things in the house that are a quick snack. I always take snacks with us everywhere we go.
  
• Just recently I have allowed Logan to chew gum. He has learned not to swallow it and to put it in the trash when he is finished. (Sugar Free Gum of Course)
  
• No nuts until you are three.
  
• I let Logan drink Sprite when we do let him have soda. Jason is soft and will buy him a bug juice every now and then. (I am not a fan of bug juice but it is a nice treat for him)
  
• I do not let my children sleep on there stomachs until they can roll over.
  
• I rock them to sleep - I do not let them "cry it out"
  
• I will let Logan crawl into bed with us late at night but I don't let him go to bed in our bed. Lucas is sleeping in our room for now until he gets bigger.
  
• I start potty training as soon as they understand or start showing signs. I do not push them to go or spank them for not going on the potty.
  
• I taught Logan to pee sitting down. He was to short to reach the toilets and he did not have good control.
  
• I have let my child have cake for breakfast or ice cream for dinner on rare occasion. I am not perfect.
  
• Bedtime- I have always encourage Logan to be in bed by 9:00 pm. Although since Lucas has came home this is not the case. I hope to return to some kind of structure soon.
  
• I let my children watch cartoons and movies. Although Logan is not interested in TV that much.

Today was one of those days that I felt defeated before I got out of bed. I was up most of the night with the baby and I was exhausted before the day even started. I had a 3 1/2 yr old feet in my back at 5 AM. I wanted to lay in bed holding my children and cry. I know this doesn't sound normal but that is what I needed to do. I felt overwhelmed and defeated before I got up. I am not a negative person normally but today I wanted to be.

Some things that made me feel defeated today............................
I just had a baby 2 1/2 weeks ago and I have nothing to wear.
I did not get a shower yesterday.
Logan wanted mommy but I was feeding the baby again.
The dishes were not done from the night before.
The laundry had not been changed over from the night before.
I have not had a normal conversation with my husband since we got home from the hospital.
Lucas is waking up every 2 hours to breastfeed at night.
My maternity leave is going by so fast.
I have not returned phone calls or emails yet.
I have no energy............. AND I am sure the list could go on and on....

So today I had myself not 1 but 2 good cries. Did it make me feel better? I am not sure but I like to think so.

Lucas is one week old today. Although I am sleep deprived and still adjusting to being a mother of two boys. I think the first week went really well. Logan is still adjusting to sharing mommy and daddy. I have enjoyed my time at home with the boys. I love waking up to them, feeding them, playing with them and being here for them. I am still trying to find a schedule that works for both boys but that will come in due time. I never thought that Logan was react the way he has to the new baby but we are working on it. Jason and I are so blessed to have two healthy boys.

I still can't believe that I am a mother of two beautiful boys! Logan is still adjusting and we are so excited that Lucas is here.

It was about 6:00 pm Monday night and I was watching TV with the family. I thought ouch then another ouch. Really I didn't think much of it but then I was like oh man. My contractions started they were 8-10 minutes apart. I sat there breathing and thought maybe it is time. I had Jason start to gather things and get Logan's stuff together. I waited until they were 6-8 minutes apart and called my dad to tell him we were bringing Logan over. I wanted to jump in the bath and shave my legs. I know I am weird about things like that but I knew I had time. My dads house is about 10 minutes from the hospital and I felt better being close. We arrived at his house about 8:30 pm and I decided to wait till the contractions were closer together. I wanted to stay under control and focused. I did not want to scare Logan or make him think that mommy was in pain. At about 10:00 pm the contractions were about 5 minutes apart and a lot harder. I told Jason that we probably needed to head that way. I wanted to put Logan in his pj's and tuck him in for the night. Of course he was excited to sleep over at PAPA's house. He understood where we were going and what was happening. I didn't want him to feel like we just left him. I told him that he would meet bubba in the morning if he decides to come tonight. Jason and I left for the hospital at 10:30 pm. I texted my best friend to let her know we were on the way to the hospital. We got to the ER and had to fill out paperwork . Do they really think that someone in labor is in her right mind to read and sign paperwork. Finally she said you can go up to labor and delivery!

Jason and I got on the elevator and I said I hope this is it. We checked in at the window with a cold nurse that was not friendly. They showed us to our room and asked a million questions. I got hooked up to the monitors and checked. I was still dilated to a 2.5 but I was 75%. At least I had some change for all that work. The contractions continued 3-5 minutes apart. The nurse that was not so friendly continued to be not so friendly. Come on if you are going to be a nurse on an OB floor at least like your job. No one came back to check on us until what seemed like forever. The floor was not busy and the other nurse that asked the questions stated this to me. She said it has been a slow night. I was hoping for warm smiles and great care. In return I got less then great care and a nurse that was less then friendly. She came back in at about 2:15 pm to check me. She said oh guess you are still having contractions but you don't seem in labor. Really did you just say I am not in labor because it sure felt like it to me. Honestly don't tell a pregnant lady it is not labor because they are called labor pains for a reason. Then I heard the words that I didn't want to hear you are still a 2.5 and I will call the Doctor. A different nurse came back in and said you will need to get dressed and see the nurse at the window. Hello you could explain to me why you are sending me home with contractions 3-5 minutes apart. I wanted to burst into tears. I know this is my second child and I should feel prepared but I was not. I looked at Jason and he could tell I was not happy. As we walked out of the hospital I was nervous. The contractions continued on the way home but did not get worse. We arrived back home at 3:00 am. I laid awake in bed still having contractions. They finally stooped at about 4:30 am. What a long night to come home empty handed. To be continued.........