Baby Whipped

How is it that someone so small can have such power over me. He knows how to work the system and isn't even old enough to know about the system. He can fool me to do just about anything and guess what, I'll fall for it every time. He likes to play this game with me that's called, Hey mom I see you are about to sit down to eat your breakfast well guess what??? I'm hungry!! NOW!!!!!! So I go warm up his bottle take him out of his bassinet, put a bib on and he refuses to take the damn thing. I sit there and try for 15 min and he'll take perhaps 1oz then I just give up and put the bottle back in the fridge. I go warm up my now cold food, sit down to eat and get about 5 bites in when WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhh I'm hungry again! OMG are you serious child???? He does this to me at least twice a day. It's really quite hilarious. But he's gotten to the point where he can recognize my smell and lets say I step outside or leave the room and leave him with J. He'll be a perfect angel, not one peep. The second I come around the corner he starts yelling at the top of his lungs and wanting me to pick him up and of course I comply. He's so incredibly spoiled!!! It's like he knows I'm talking about him, he just started crying for no reason. That's the life of a mother though and I wouldn't trade it for anything in this world.

The Dr's Appointment went well. She said he possibly had a slight cold but nothing to be concerned with. More than likely it's just the weather that's causing him to have a stuffy nose. That and the fact that we turn the heater on when it gets too cold could be drying out his sinuses. I got him a vaporizer today, hoping it helps a bit with the stuffiness. Since yesterday he's been consistantly taking in 4oz in his bottle every 3 1/2 hours or so. He's weighing 7lbs 12oz! At this rate he'll be 8lbs by the weekend. :) Knowing my child is growing so well makes me feel so good. The Pedi said he should be caught up with his peers by month 3! That's my boy ^_^

Smokey and the baby

A few days ago, I was on my way to Walmart to pick up a humidifier for Jett. He's been a little congested for the last week and with good reason. The weather here has been erratic to say the least. Two days of frigid cold even snow then the next day it's 70 degrees :/ Well on my way back to the house I see this mini van trying to merge to the lane next to mine but being cautious of Austin drivers I reduced my speed in the event she wanted to swing over to my lane. Well they didn't and I picked up my speed to match the other cars. Well as I'm approaching this van I see that the woman is smoking a cigarette with the window slightly cracked. I'm not going to deny anyone a cigarette because I would be a hypocrite. I also smoke but there is one key difference between that lady and myself. I would NEVER smoke in front of my child much less while driving with my child in the back seat. I was so incredibly angry when I saw that this woman had not one but TWO children in the car with her, not to mention her tit of a husband sitting next to her. You'd think that in a situation like this where one parent cannot seem to make the right decision that perhaps the partner would step up and say "Hey, at least wait til we get out of the car to smoke" but no, he just sat there being complacent. Nothing gets my blood boiling more than irresponsible parents. If you can't see that's not okay to do GOD knows what else you could have done while pregnant with these kiddos and what you're possibly doing now. That's my rant of the week, I just couldn't believe what I had seen and I wanted to share with you guys.

On baby news, Jett is doing well. He's a bit congested like I mentioned earlier and the humidifier doesn't seem to be working as well as I had hoped so I've scheduled a Dr's Appointment for tomorrow morning. Other than that and the occasional sneeze he's doing marvelous. He's at 7lbs10oz and 20 1/2 inches long. He's eating quite a bit more than before.  This morning I fed him 2 oz, then 1 1/2 hours later he took 4oz then an hour after that he took an additional oz. So total in a span of 2 1/2 hours he had consumed 6 1/2 oz. At the latest feeding at 2:30 he only took in 2oz :/ he's still getting used to the larger amounts. He's been sleeping in his own crib since Saturday but not for the whole night. J stays up later and keeps him downstairs with him until he comes up. He only stays in there for about 3 hours until I wake up and take him with me.

On sewing news, I've made 3 diapers so far but only the last one was one that actually worked. I finally gave in a purchased a pattern and I gotta say I'm very pleased with it. It's got very detailed explinations and pictures along with tons and tons of patterns for different types of dipes. The one I made with the new pattern still isn't great but it's much better than the other ones and it actually fits Jett. I wasn't able to finish it because my sewing machine decided to stop working at the last min. I'll fix tonight and perhaps get a couple of diapers in before I hit the hay.

I'm making dinner right now and I've got Jett in my baby carrier. I was afraid to use with him for a little while because he was so small and the recomended weight was 8lbs. I decided to give it a shot and he fits just fine. He's so calm and I get to carry him right next to my heart as I make dinner for us.


♥ my life!

7 weeks today.

Feb.5th is when our little bundle of joy was suppose to enter this world. However, he had other plans and came 7 weeks ahead of schedule. As I might not know the reasoning behind his early arrival right now, I'm sure there is a very good reason for him being early but only time will tell. Last night, rather this morning Jett slept in his crib for the first time. I took him upstairs to his bedroom around 2am after feeding him and I headed to bed. He woke up right around 5am I'm assuming because when I got up to use the restroom and he wasn't in his crib, he was downstairs with J. I feel bad because he was probably crying and I just didn't hear him. Luckly J is on FMLA at the moment and has been breaking dawn for the last week so I can go to bed and he'll take care of Jett.

So I weighed him this afternoon and he's at 7lbs 7oz! and 20in long! He's 7weeks actual and 0days adjusted. He still wakes up every 3 hours to eat and he's taking in 3 to 3 1/2 oz, sometimes he'll even take 4. He's still using his sposies until we run out and I can complete his diaper covers. I've got one done like I said in my previous post and tried it on him a few days ago. It didn't go as planned but I think I know what I did wrong. First off I didn't have the snappi's for the pre-fold, the pre-fold it's self is huge and it's difficult to fold when he's wiggling all over the place and lastly the elastic. That damn elastic will be the death of me. I've got to make it more scrunchy. There is too much of a gap between the cover and his legs. That could also be due to the fact that Jett has slender legs IDK, but i'm revising the pattern and will be making another tonight.


OH oh oh, I put Jett down for some tummy time today and he completely surprised me. He was really upset with me because he was hungry and I was too busy filming him. He was squirming on the ground and was getting really really mad and all of a sudden he starts turning and stayed for a bit then wham, he's flat on his back. HE ROLLED OVER!!!!!!!!!! OMG I couldn't believe it. Here is the video...

That's it for today, here are some recent pictures of Jett

First time wearing his Pocket Diapers

With his uncle Chris and a candy bar that's called Jet

The first time he didn't flip out while getting a bath.

After his bath and the first time being in his crib

Jett and Ronin on his Due Date

Snow

It started early this morning at around 3am. Snow ball fight for about an hour and I let Ronin( our lab/chow mix) play in it. He was hesitant at first but quickly adjusted and was running around like a crazy fool up and down our street. It's 6 am and I have yet to go to sleep. I'm sure I'll be falling asleep on myself around 9am.

Jett update

We weighed him last night and he was 7lbs 1/2oz. Every ounce counts for the little ones like him. He's coming up to his original due date which was Feb.5th until then he's still in the negative. I'll post some pictures of the snow and also of the diaper I made last night.

Being Crafy

I finally got the nerve, courage and will power to go get the supplies I needed to start making my own cloth diapers. I was hesitant to make the plunge because I had tried before and failed. A good friend of mine and myself had gone out to buy the supplies and we tried making some but they didn't turn out the way we had hoped. I wasn't 100% on how to sew elastic and it was my biggest obstacle. After many many countless hours of online research I was able to obtain the information I needed to finally give it another shot. I found a pattern online and began my adventure. After about 2 hours of cutting and trying to tread my sewing machine I began the sewing. The whole process took about 3 hours but it was my 2nd (1st) attempt and was still learning on the way. I think I've got a good enough grasp on what I should and shouldn't so my following diapers will come out nicer and I won't spend as much time. All in all I'm very pleased with the final product and I'm incredibly proud of myself :p

I'll post some pictures tomorrow since both my phone and my camera are sans battery juice :(

On baby news, Jett is doing splendid. He's napping in his rocker making noises as I speak. He's growing and continues to amaze me. He's more alert now, and makes definite eye contact with us. He gazes at the walls and ceiling and when he's getting his diaper changed, he likes to stare at the paper lanterns in his room. He also likes to melt my heart with his half crooked smile. He got a bath today because he likes to wear his milk rather than drinking it and unlike before, he's actually enjoying bath time now. The initial undressing and placing in the tub is still a meltdown but once he feels the warm water on his bum he starts singing a different tune. He looks up at me and makes his cooing face which makes me just fall in love with him all over again. I'm not sure how much he's weighing at the moment since we don't have to go back to the Pedi until the 24th. I am however purchasing a baby scale from a fellow CL'er tomorrow so I can keep track of his progress. I'll post pictures of said made diaper as well as some candid's from bath time and weight tomorrow.

Good Night!

Birth Story

Dec.15.2010 8AM, I was lying in bed when I feel a "pop" I run to the bathroom to assess the situation. Mucus on the TP told me something was up. I call out to J, "It's happening" all I hear is "are you serious"? Do you have time to take a shower? Yes and Yes so I hop into the shower and shave my amazonian legs as best as I could. Being as big as I was I wasn't able to see much past my boobs. Get dressed and go downstairs to get a glass of orange juice. I called my OB and told them that I thought my water might have broken and if I could come in earlier than planned. I had a scheduled appointment for 9:30am that same day. The girl on the phone told me to head on in and they would be ready when I arrived. I asked J to keep track of my contractions as I started to feel faint pain every 10-15 min. He kept track all the way to the Dr's office. Once there, they rushed me to see my OB. As he was checking to see if my membranes had ruptured, a huge gush of water came out. I'm assuming that was the rest of my amniotic fluid as if felt like I had wet myself. The Dr told me that they would admit me to my original hospital to observe me but then would be transferred over to the Seton Facility Down Town as they have a better Neonatal ward. I was wheeled over to St. David's hospital where I spent a few hours being monitored and  given a medication to help stop my contractions to prolong my pregnancy as long as they could. At about my 2 hour mark there my contractions really kicked in but didn't hurt not as I had invisioned them to. They felt like period cramps to me. So at that point they also gave me a mild pain medication. At around 4PM the paramedics came to take me over to Seton where I would eventually have the baby. On my ride over my blood pressure was so high it didn't register on the machines :/ 

Once I was settled in to my new room, I was poked and monitored and all sorts of things were going on. I was given an array of things from Steroids for the baby's lungs to potassium to help regulate my elevated blood pressure.The Dr on call came in and introduced himself as Dr. Bushhart. He said they were trying to stop my contractions but if the medication didn't work then they would deliver the baby whenever he wanted to come. He checked to see how dialated I was and at that point I was at 4cm. My contractions kept on for a good while until I just couldn't take it anymore. I called the nurse and asked her if she could give me an epidural. The Dr. came back into the room and checked to see how far along I was and at that point I was at 7. He ordered the epidural and told the nurses to stop the medication to stop the contractions as the baby was going to come whether we liked it or not. The anesthesiologist came in about 15 min later and hooked me up with the catheter for the medicine. After one failed attempt he finally got it in and I was feeling pretty nice. At 8:20PM I got the sudden urge to push, so I buzzed for the nurse. Within seconds they were all in the room and I was at this point 10cm and 100% effaced. They wheeled me to the Delivery room, J right by my side. I got settled in and after about 6 good pushes Mr. Jett was Born @ 8:56PM

He Weighed 3lbs 3.75oz and 17 1/2 in long. He was born 7 weeks ahead of schedule!

The next 23 days of our lives were the longest of our lives. It was so incredibly hard to leave him every day to come home. I would feel so much guilt it drove me insane. I tried to cope as best as I could but I would always end up crying my eyes out. Although he was doing so well, I still couldn't get that thought out of my head. What if something goes wrong and I'm not there? I would call everyday to check up on how he did through the night and we were there every night for a few hours. He stayed for 23 days. He was there to grow and learn how to eat. He didn't quite grasp the whole concept of breathing, sucking, swallowing. He did have a bit of Jaundice but it was cleared out with 2 days under the Billi light. He also had a few episodes of Apnea which was treated with caffeine. Really his stay was long due to the fact that we had to wait 10 days for the caffeine to leave his system to see if he was free of the apnea. He was finally allowed to come home on January.7th which so happens to be my BFF's birthday. He came home weighing 4lbs 8oz.

On his first Pedi appointment the following Monday he was 5 lbs.
The following Monday he had a second appointment and he was at 5lbs 4oz. The Dr. told me that she was hoping for an oz a day weight gain but where he was at was fine. I went home feeling a little down simply because I thought that perhaps I was doing something wrong and that's why he wasn't gaining any weight. The most recent appointment was last Tuesday and he came in weighing an amazing 6lbs 7oz and measured 18 1/2 in. He gained 19oz in 7 days! Wooohooo. I was glowing the rest of the day.


While he was still in the NICU, they administered a newborn hearing test and he flunked it twice. They told us we would have to follow up with a specialist at the Dell Children's hospital once he was a little bit older. We had the appointment today and it turns out that he indeed can hear. He's just incredibly stubborn and does things when he wants to and how he wants to. Hummm, wonder where he gets that from........

As of 2 weeks ago my milk supply has vanished. I'm chalking it up to being overly tired, depression, not eating as well as I should and the fact that my LO can't latch on. He's too tiny and it's so awkward. It stresses him out and of course me. So now he's 100% on Formula :/ It's not what we wanted but there isn't much I can do at this point. So to make up for the added expense of Formula and simply because I wanted to do this anyways, we'll be cloth diapering him. I'm about to order some PUL and make my own. If they turn out nicely, I might even try to sell a few on etsy.

Jett and his papa

1.7.11 On his way home!

Quit taking pictures!

1.8.11 First day home.

Week 28, 80 Days to go

Saturday, November 13.2010 we entered into the 3rd trimester at 28 weeks. I must say it feels as if time is going by at a snails pace at times. I think it's mostly to do with how unbelievably uncomfortable I've been for the last few weeks. I'm starting to get tired a lot quicker than normal. I think it has a lot to do with the fact that my belly is getting quite big and my body is having a pickle and a half trying to hold up all the weight. I was doing so well the first 6 months of pregnancy not gaining weight that I knew it would all come back to me in the end. Since 2 weeks ago I had put on 10 lbs. Arg, I know I really shouldn't be so vain and it's good to gain the weight but it still hurts my ego. I try not to think about it but it's hard when I know I've got a Dr. Apt coming up. Today to be exact. So per the emails I get every week, Jett's been the size of an Eggplant for the last 3 weeks or so. Next week, he'll be the size of a squash :) I believe the chart said he should be weighing in at about 2 1/2 lbs but I'll confirm all that once I get to the Dr.'s this Afternoon. As the space in my belly is getting more cramped, I'm beginning to feel the baby more and more. Just the other day I was sitting on the couch working on my laptop and he kicked me so hard it shook the computer! It made me laugh and melt my heart all at the same time. I've come to the conclusion that our baby is a child of the night. During the day he'll be still and I'll feel a random jab here and there and for the most part my back isn't killing me. When it's time for me to TRY to catch some zzzz's that's when the party starts. He's jabbing my guts left and right, jumping up and down on my bladder, and I think he might be kicking my spine. He will not let me fall asleep until I've gotten up to pee at least 3 times and shifted positions 4 times for 10 min a piece. So really if I get to bed by 11 I'm usually not able to fall asleep until 11:45. Yay! But I'm not going to lie, I look forward to our nightly routine. It's a nice reminder that he's there and it's only a matter of time before we get to meet him. 


80 Days to go! We cannot wait. J's getting anxious. Not to say that I'm not but I know he's been waiting for children a little longer than I have. He wants to be able to hold his child and love on him. :) 


Oh, I'm known for my bizarre dreams so I figure I'd share the ones I can remember. Keep in mind that it's not the entire dream just bits and pieces of what I retained. 


1- I was in a grocery store somewhere in the northeast I would imagine since it was cold and snowing outside. I walked in and walked over to the Deli section which for whatever reason was also the check out stand. I walk up and the butcher asks me what I want. I want some of this and some of that. The butcher is-not only a lady but she so happens to be Michelle Obama (random) any who she gives me the meats and I continue on my way. I walk down some aisles that resemble the aisles in a home depot. I think I was looking for some party favors. I finish up and walk to the cashier, which is also the butcher ( Mrs. Obama) I ask her why the heck she's working at *** as a butcher and she says that it's no big deal, she's got nothing else to do during the day so she just works to not be bored. She hands me a piggy bank with a big wad of cash and tells me to have a good day. 


Here is what dream moods thinks my dream is about: (enjoy)
Money
To see or win money in your dream, indicates that success and prosperity is within your reach. Money represents confidence, self-worth, success, or values. You have much belief in yourself.�Alternatively, dreaming about money, refers to your attitudes about love and matters of the heart. It is a common symbol for sexuality and power. In particular, finding money indicates your quest for love or for power.


Market 
To dream that you are in a market, represents some emotional or physical need that you are currently lacking in your life. You may be in need of nurturance and some fulfillment. Consider the specific items that you are shopping for. Alternatively, the market signifies frugality.


Meat 
To see raw meat in your dream, represents obstacles and discouragements that you will come across as you move toward achieving your goals. Alternatively, it may reflect your untamed, animalistic nature and raw emotions.


2. Our baby was born and he was about a month old. I was holding him while I was walking around a public pool. There were lots of babies around and some older kids. They were all so noisy and messy. I look at our baby and he's looking right at me. He's gorgeous! He's super pale, with brownish hair and the bluest eyes I've ever seen on a person. I walk over to the edge of the pool and get in. I dangle his feet in the water and eventually let him float about on his own. It fast forwards a few years and Jett is about 3 years old. Were at hobby lobby looking for some paint. He's running around not listening to me and i'm getting so frustrated. I see J rounding the corner and Jett looks at him and without saying a word drops what he's doing. He's wearing a shirt that simply has a J. on the front and J is wearing the same shirt. We grab his hand and walk out the door. I wake up. 




Baby 
To see a baby in your dream, signifies innocence, warmth and new beginnings. Babies symbolize something in your own inner nature that is pure, vulnerable, helpless and/or uncorrupted. 


To dream of an extremely small baby, symbolizes your helplessness and your fears of letting others become aware of your vulnerabilities and incompetence. You may be afraid to ask for help and as a result tend to take matters into your own hands.�To dream that you are dipping a baby in and out of water, signifies regression. You are regressing to a time where you had no worries and responsibilities. Alternatively, such a scenario is reminisce of when the baby is in the fetus and in its comfort zone. In fact, some expectant mothers even give birth in a pool, because the environment in the water mimics the environment in the uterus. It is less traumatic for the baby as it emerges into the world. So perhaps, the dream represents your search for your own comfort zone.




Children 
To see children in your dream, signify an aspect of yourself and your childlike qualities. You may be retreating back to a childlike state and longing for the past. You are trying to still satisfy repressed desires and unfulfilled hopes. Perhaps there is something that you need to see grow and nurture. Take some time off and cater to the inner child within. Alternatively, the dream may be highlighting your innocence, purity, simplicity, and carefree attitude. If you are fighting with children, then it implies that you are repressing your inner child. The children could represent someone in your waking life (coworker, mate, sibling, etc.) who is acting like a child. If you see children fighting in your dream, then it means that your sense of morality and character are in conflict.


J and I started working on the nursery on Sunday and pretty much got everything done with the exception of a few things. We still have to paint the walls, put up some curtains, and hang up some shelves and pictures. Other than that our little man's room is for the most part complete. The only thing left to buy now for his room is the changing table. The room looks so nice, it's nicer than any of the other rooms in the house :) it's putting us to shame.


That's all I've got for today folks. I'm trying my hardest not to pass out flat on my face on the keyboard. I'm so tired this morning and all I want is to take a nap. Coffee has done nothing in the way of keeping me awake. :/ but then again i'm certain there was more sugar and foam in that small cup of cookie tasting goodness than actual joe.