What's that toy in the tub?

um...that's not a toy. That's a turd!

---no photo inserted for obvious reasons---

This is the second night in a row that Elijah has crapped in the bath tub!! The only thing that has kept me from puking is the anxiety of getting him out and rebathed ASAP!

When he did it last night I noted the time, incase it was his 'pooping time'...so when I bathed him an hour earlier tonight I was so surprised he did it again. Oh man, it is so gross.

I normally don't use bleach for anything, but I dug it out of the garage and used it the last two nights. I'm terrified of those horrid little poop bacteria that make kids sick.

Anyway, I thought this would be hilarious to read years from now, but for now it's gross and I'm still in disbelief. No one warned me about turds in the tub when I became a mom!

Otherwise life is still crazy. Brad is sick, I have finals and the weather is pretty depressing lately (it rained ALL day during the festival yesterday). Ugh, I hope things get more cheery around here...I'm drained and ready to hibernate in my bed indefinitely.

There is some good news though....my dad is picking up some dairy queen as I type.

Mmmmmm. Thanks dad.

Mr. Hanky the Christmas Poo

So, it looks like we're staying with our South Park theme and ultrasounds.

Remember Elijah was compared to Cartman early on?  click here

Brad said that our little pea looks like Mr. Hanky....ugh, and I agree.

Besides the fact my baby looks like poo...he/she is doing great in there! They could point out the arm buds and leg buds already - it's just so amazing to think about. It's happening all so fast! The heartbeat was pretty fast at 173 bpm, but I also blame that on the soda I had prior to the appt. Maybe the sugar made him/her crazy for a moment. Elijah's was only 143 bpm!

I'll be honest, the heartbeat almost made me cry. I have been super emotional lately, and it was a sound of relief because I have been cramping so bad lately.

It's so hard to decide what my gut is telling me as far as boy or girl goes. I go in waves of wanting a boy or wanting a girl. I really don't want to know. I am going to fight with all of my strength to prevent us from finding out the sex. The only problem is, is Brad will fight with all his strength to FIND out the sex. I should win this battle, he got his way the first time when we found out. 

Something else that I think is kind of nuts is that I am already starting to feel a difference in my lower abdomen. I was laying Elijah down in his crib and as my stomach was pressing against the crib rail it hurt in a funky way! Of course I'm not showing or anything like that, but I can feel my round ligaments pulling (either it's that, or I did 1000 crunches --- and lets get real people).

I go back on May 18th and have to get blood work prior to that visit. I am so glad that the first trimester will be over soon. I want to eat normally....and brush my teeth without gagging and throwing up. I am down 6 pounds in 2 weeks, which I'm not really complaining about, but I'm tired of feeling queasy ALL the time.

I'm off to sleep. I am volunteering at the St. Louis Earth Day festival tomorrow, and I have to be there super early. Hopefully the rain will leave us alone, it should be a fun day.

St. Louis Earth Day Festival

I keep forgetting I'm growing a human

until I feel like puking, that is.

phew. I don't remember feeling like this with Elijah. Faintness and the immediate need for food feels like it's 10x worse with this little pea. Sunday I was sick ALL day. I mean ALLLLL day. I thought it was the morning queasiness at first, but I couldn't eat anything until I went to bed around 9 pm - and all I ate was 3 popsicles (thanks mom for bringing my favorite bomb pops). Poor Brad got the same thing yesterday and had to take off work (so it obviously wasn't pregnancy related). It must have been some weird one day stomach bug.

We're feeling better and ready for appt #2 today! Brad gets to go this time, which I am SOOO happy for. I didn't know what I was going to do. I couldn't have Elijah crawling around on the doctor's floor. EWwwww. gross....blahh....

I will be 8 weeks tomorrow. 2/3 finished with the despicable first trimester. I'll take third trimester symptoms any day over morning sickness. Oddly enough, the only thing I really want to eat lately is Crispix....no imitations I may add. It has to be Crispix cereal and VERY cold milk. Exactly what I wanted with Elijah for about 1 week straight. weird.

In other news, I have made the appointment with the "miracle lady" -- who's name is Nancy, by the way -- for May 14th. Luckily I am able to have insurance cover 90% of the close-to-$400 price tag!!!

Although I might pay triple that amount to have some sleep before December.

I will post the details from the doctor's visit later on. I'm excited to go again, only because I do forget from time to time that my body has been converted in to a human factory. I don't think I'm any less excited, but maybe just a little less time to google every pregnancy sign and symptom like I did with Elijah.  :)

9 month check up!

My little guy is growing up so fast!! At the doctor today he did great - didn't even cry really when he got his shot. He is still so teeny! <3% for weight (15 pounds 9.5 oz) and 70% for height (28 3/8in). The doc thinks he is perfect - I asked about weaning him and he agreed with my suggestion of giving him the goats milk and eventually try him with cows milk. He also said if he eats only 3 things, let him only eat 3 things - he will eventually grow to like and try other foods he sees us eating.

On the not so bright side, Dr. Sato told me to call the Sleep Center. I didn't even mention it to him and he suggested it when he heard Elijah's sleep patterns. UGH. It is so frustrating. He assured me it's nothing I've done, but why can't I fix it? What will this "miracle lady" know about my son that I don't. I'm sure I'll get over my resentment to the Sleep Center as soon as I get some rest. (As an example, its 11:00 pm and Elijah went to bed at 7:00 and he has been up twice already).

Back to some good and fun news, the baseball game yesterday was so nice. Elijah had a blast. He is a people watcher like mommy -- and I think he watched a little bit of the game like daddy.

It was a fun family day. I'm looking forward to the next one!

Busy week!

So Elijah started crawling Sunday the 11th! I was disappointed because Brad let me sleep in that day and that's when he started moving! I missed it!

I sure did enjoy the sleep though :)

Well, my first expression was WOOHOO!, and then OH NO!. My floors haven't been cleaned properly, there are still so many hazards, and I can no longer 'relax' while watching him. We're trying to get things underway with new furniture, freshly decorated rooms and donating (or craigslisting) a lot of unused things - but there is still a ways to go.

Anyhow... I took this video today because it shows him and his "gimp" crawl. He is too hilarious. Little stinker.

 

Oh...at the end of the video is a perfect example of what else needs to get done. He pulled the laptop down by the power cord...lots of work and 9 month old thinking we've got to do around here. (9 months old today actually!!)

We're getting ready to take him to his first baseball game today. I hope it won't be a disaster, but it I'm sure we will enjoy it no matter what happens. I'm sure I'll tell you about it later. I'm excited Brad took off work and we get a family day.

On a different note, say a prayer for my Gma. She isn't doing so hot. I don't want to get into details, but she needs a healing touch. Look how sweet she is - the perfect, cuddly grandma.

I love Brad

I know I don't mention him a lot in my blog. But he is so important to me. He is working so hard in his new position at work, and is also working some evenings umpiring softball, oh, and for fun he plays baseball. --I know, he is busy! But he still manages to make time for his family.

He is such a great dad. Way better than I could've ever imagined. It is my favorite part of the day when Elijah lights up with the biggest grin when he sees his 'dadadadada' come through the door. --also my favorite time of day because relief has arrived :)

It was the cutest thing tonight. I was getting Elijah ready for bed and when we walked from our bathroom into the master bedroom his face lit up and he started waving and smiling hysterically at Brad in our wedding picture. It was SOO cute and sweet. He loves his dad.

Brad is supportive, strong, gentle, loving and best of all he makes me laugh. I am so lucky he is my husband. Who says you can't meet anyone worthwhile at a bar?  :)

Wow...we need new pics. These above were from our vacation last year!!

This is one of my favorite pictures Brad and Elijah.

Brad is devilishly handsome, isn't he!

 

 

 

 

I love you Goose.

Why is there never enough sleep for me?

I can't get enough sleep it seems. It doesn't help that Elijah is still waking up (sooo frustrating). Now that my dad lives with us, his bedroom is right across the hall from Elijah's and I feel guilty!! So, I have probably been contributing to Elijah's lack of sleep habits by trying to go pick him up before he wakes up my dad.

I got a phone number from my sonographer at the doctor's office for sleep help. Her son is 12 months old and up until 10 months he was waking every 2 hours.  She called the "miracle lady" at the Sleep Center and her son was sleeping from 8pm-6am by 6 days! With NO crying-it-out.

Elijah has his 9 month check up on the 16th and I plan to ask his doctor a boat-load of questions (including how to start weaning; I am supposed to by 16-18 weeks of pregnancy per the doc). My theory is that he doesn't eat enough during the day and supplements at night (because when I pick him up at 2 and 4am, his stomach is growling - who could let a baby cry that out??-that's inhumane!)

So if his doctor doesn't have any suggestions that work, then I will call the "miracle lady" by May. ---so that's my plan of action. Now I just need one for weaning. He will only take me, and his straw sippy cup; no more bottles. And I just hurt so bad, that weaning before 18 weeks sounds so great right now (I've decided to try and stick it out though).

I do have some good news. The past 3 weeks he will only eat Mum-mums, yogurt melts, and his little whole grain waffles. I have managed to add colby-jack cheese to the list!

Woo hoo, victory for me!

So, today I am on a mission to go to the book store and get a baby recipe book and hopefully add to his list of foods.

--- it wont be easy....for crying out loud, the kid won't even eat potatoes (WHO doesn't like potatoes??)

Wish me luck!!

It’s real, and it’s happening December 1st!

I had my “ah-ha” moment at Dr. Chen’s on Tuesday. I saw my little baby pea – although he (or she) looked like a little dash. I will insert the ultrasound as soon as I get it scanned in.

So I am now 6 weeks pregnant. For sure. wow. I have to go back April 20th because they didn’t see a heart beat (probably too early), so I will get another scan of the little pea. I’m still feeling a little queasy, but oddly enough, it’s only in the middle of the night when I have to get up with Elijah or go pee. --- I wonder if it has to do with me taking my vitamins at night…hmm…

Easter last Saturday was SO much fun. The only bummer was that Brad had to work ALL day umpiring softball. Lunch was awesome! And George and Steph have the perfect house for something fun like this…here are some photos of the fun day.

I need to figure out how to get my videos to upload, because there is some really funny stuff going on between these three babies!

Morning sickness at night I suppose

What gives…I feel so queasy after I put Elijah to bed. Last night we BBQed with the neighbors and we also used our fire pit (just for fun and ambiance). When we were done, smelled a little smoky between the pit and grill, but nothing too overwhelming. Anyway, I was so sick once I laid in bed. It felt exactly like morning sickness – I had it only one week with Elijah at the 12ish week mark, but I never threw up.

Last night I did. phew…I hate puking. I am so bad about it, I don’t know how to not make it come out of my nose ---yea, I’ll spare the graphic details. It was terrible though.

My dad told me that my mom has a sensitivity to “smoke”. I clarified with her today, that if she eats smoked foods (even grilled things) or is around fires it makes her sick to her stomach. I thought that was pretty interesting. It made me hopeful that maybe that “morning sickness” was just a weird, hereditary thing I got from my mom.

No such luck. It’s 8:00, half of the clean up is done around here…and I don’t think I can do anymore because I might be sick.

::What’s the deal you little sesame-seed-sized trouble maker?? You haven’t even been around long enough to cause me trouble::

Let me tell you something weird. Really weird to me. So I love milk. Always have.  But after I had Elijah I somehow became lactose intolerant in a bad way. Like, hold-the-cheese-on-EVERYTHING-or-else-make-me-a-clear-path-to-the-bathroom kind of bad. Anyway, yesterday I had a little dairy…nothing, no problems. Today, I pushed my luck and drank some chocolate milk (mmmm by the way…) – NOTHING!! What gives? I have to be pregnant to drink milk? I asked my OB a while ago and he said that it happens to post partum women occasionally. Strange, isn’t it?

Chores can wait I suppose. I’m trying to not be so anal around here. Rest for a pregnant, nursing mother is more important than Elijah’s bouncy balls sitting under the couch. I’ll get them tomorrow. I gotta go to bed with my little trouble-making baby pea inside of me.

speaking of trouble makers though….take a look at this one!

aaahh…my heart melts at the sight of him.  :)

On a different note:

Χριστός Ανέστη to everyone if I don’t blog before Sunday. Before I head off to sleep, let me just be thankful for the gift given to me so many years ago on Holy Friday. –You should be thankful too. Goodnight everyone.