Friday, March 11, 2016

two months.


Well, actually 2 months and 2 weeks. We are surviving and thriving. This month was definitely different than the first but in so many good ways. Isla is growing so fast! It is crazy to think that we brought a baby home that was 4 pounds and 3 and half inches smaller just 60 days ago. She is such a happy little thing, we started to see big smiles and rolling over (I don't want to talk about it, she's going to be running by the time she is one). My favorite thing is the way she lights up at animal noises and looks around to find us to give us a smile. She also has started to sit like a koala bear on you and it becoming her favorite thing to do during the day. She just props up on your shoulder for awhile to be nosy then snuggles down in your chest.






Our first family photos from when she was 2 weeks old. Taken by the talented,Lauren Kinsey

Isla went on two roadtrips! She met my best friends from high school. She impressed them by having a major blow out about 5 minutes after we walked in the door. It made me feel better that we could go on a weekend trip and still have a lot of fun even with a baby in tow. It wasn't perfect and I definitely needed some extra sleep come Monday but nothing is better than watching your friends hold your little one. The other big one we did was a roadtrip alone to my parent's house. I was really nervous to drive the 4 hours alone but she was perfect!


I have decided that running has prepared me for motherhood which surprised me a lot. Running is mentally and physically exhausting and some days so is being a mom. When I ran competitively, I had to make a decision, I could let the run get the best of me (when you are only halfway through your second run of the day, it was SO easy to do) or I could find it within me to finish it with a good attitude (and with a lot of support from teammates) doing the best I can. However, some days you had to listen to your body and grab that box of cookies (or 6 in my case...whoops) and hang out on the couch.  After a bad race, I would beat myself up about it until I realized it wasn't the last race I would ever have and there would be another day to prove myself. The same way with being a mom, I just have to remind myself to take a deep breath and learn from the day. Also, I remember when I had a great day running I wanted to share it with everyone. It's the same way with Isla, I call my mom up to tell her all we accomplished  Also, just like running, I find myself having to use the bathroom but there is no time ha!

Thursday, February 4, 2016

the first month

The first night was definitely a daze, the hard meds wore off and the reality of my c section kind had set in. I will tell you, people make c sections sound like the end of the world, that you whimped out, or that they are 10x worse than they are. They aren't, it was/is fine.  I COULD NOT stop staring at Isla, if there was any doubt that miracles happen in this world, having a baby re affirms it a million times over.
almost a month!


We have had so much help this month! It has made our lives so much easier and happier so we can enjoy Isla without too many extra responsibilities.  Also, not having gestational diabetes anymore gives me all the feels.  I have been eating all the best kinds of carb loaded, sugar loaded, no holds bar kind of food.
also has my monster hands.

It's funny what you learn in the first month. People love to give unsolicited advice about kids (most of which is negative and not helpful, why is that?). However, so much practical stuff (where to place the tiny human, when you have to get things done for example) gets thrown by the wayside along with how amazing it is to bring home a tiny human that you have been waiting to meet for 10 months. I still look down and I am blown away to see a tiny nose that looks like mine and that she is laid back like her daddy (lord knows she didn't get it from me). Also, the hormones are so freaking real. I am not a big cryer (almost never) until I got pregnant. I have successfully cried while Craig was reading "I'll Love You Forever", when one of her newborn outfits didn't fit, and at 2 am looking at her thinking how I got so lucky to have this little family of mine.
she was so tiny and wrinkly.


We have been pretty lucky in the sleep and tears department. She has only stayed up all night twice and is sleeping 5 hours a stretch at night. I am a big believer in sleep training already but again our little one is so laid back that it's been easy. She hates dirty diapers, sponge baths, and having anything go over her head. Loves looking at herself in mirrors (I want to play Carly Simon while she does this), the doctor , her 4moms tub, and snuggling my face with her face after eating which is pretty much heaven.
I swear my child wears clothes and would ya look at that, I have real clothes on!

Here is what I have learned/figured out/done:
1. Changing pad covers are adorable but get dirty so fast. After washing our multiple times, I bought a pack of cloth diapers to put under her bottom when I am changing her AND I scotch guarded those suckers.  I also keep stain spray on a shelf in her room so I can spray her clothes before the hamper so I don't forget. (thanks mom for both of these!) . 

2. Reading Mommy Blogs (not individual blogs, the giant ones) is not especially helpful. I read the title very carefully before clicking to read the article. Again, sometimes I find them to be negative (I saw one titled, I never knew I would Hate my Husband. Our marriage is certainly not all rainbows and butterflies but I never HATE him nor do I need to read something telling me that is okay to.) no matter how realistic they are. I would rather take things as they come and try to find the silver lining in the situation instead of getting to an end of the article and reading a sentence, but I love my kids. Yes, she may keep me up all night and my back hurts from holding her when she can't stop crying and I know it will get harder as she gets older.  I know there will come a day where I am going to wish I could hold her to make everything better, a dirty diaper is her biggest problem, (I teach middle school, its so hard on kids) AND she wants me to make her feel better. This is the season of our lives and we work very hard to find the positive. I remind myself, "the days are long but the years are short." Stepping off my soapbox,  I LOVE mommy bloggers: Emily Ley, Aspiring Kennedy, Amanda Marshall, Liz Adams, Grey and Scout among others. They are so realistic and POSITIVE.
we stayed in bed until 11 one saturday, snuggling, drinking coffee, and watching movies. 

3. Waiting until you are exhausted is not the time to take a nap. One time it ended with me standing in my parents room sobbing and no one could help because I had to feed her. We just put an emergency feeding in the freezer in case there is a day I just need to sleep.  Still say please and thank you when you are exhausted. When I have been demanding is when Craig and I have not had our best moments.

4. You have to laugh. I have been pooped on, projectile spit up (so nasty, worse then poop when it goes down your shirt)  and if I didn't laugh, I would have cried or at least been really upset. I stuck her in her carseat and took a shower....while she watched, which has not gotten any less weird.
#firsttimemom SO many clothes went on this child the first weeks of her life. gotta keep her warm!


5. OMG for the love of pete, prep the pet. Why we put this off until you know, we brought her home I will never know.  I was beside myself when Nimitz didn't immediately like her (he is still indifferent). my mom worked really hard with him the first week and we try to make him feel like an only child still once a day. Along with walks, they are good for everyone. 
everyday! We say hello to all the old people in our hood, we love them.
6. Finally, I try to use my brain for something other than feed, change, sing, soothe everyday. I literally could not string together two words for a coherent conversation outside my house until I did so. I'm pretty sure my new neighbors think I am the dumbest person alive from our (mercifully) brief conversation.
you know you are a mom when....you watch your kid do tummy time like its the newest episode of Scandal. 

End game: I love her, I love being a momma. Month 1 was a SUCCESS!

side note: this has been the most positive I have been in my entire life...as my husband just pointed out. Maybe thats the secret ;)

Monday, February 1, 2016

Isla's birth story

   Our New Year's baby, Isla Renee, is one month old today!
Before the hospital. Nimitz remained stoic in the face of becoming second fiddle. 

Isla was born 8 days early which was a surprise in itself.We went in New Year's Eve for the ultrasound  (if you ask and ask and ask, you shall receive) and saw a doctor that I had only briefly met. He humored me and said that he would talk to us after our ultrasound but he promised me the baby wasn't big. First thing the ultrasound tech said to us was, "whelp, you baby is big AND she is breech"
suiting up after the nurse's speech


I appreciate someone who doesn't beat around the bush, but this doctor really takes the cake. He says they would call to tell me when they would do the inversion (try to flip the baby) and possibly a c section for sometime next week. But, oh you know, he checked his schedule  and at 4 pm on New Year's Eve he called to tell us that we needed to check into the hospital first thing in the morning. At this point, Craig is starting to clean the house and I am yelling that I need a mani, pedi, a blow out, and a snack (and let's be honest a valium and possibly tequila). I ate my snack (an apple), contemplated my life, appreciated that my parents got on the road in less than a hour, and booked my mani/pedi. After my appointment, I promptly had a meltdown about how everything was happening so fast and I didn't want a c section. Of course, Craig had the answer- a glass of wine and a walk with my two favorite guys.
hello!

The next morning was actually pretty awesome. For being such a hot mess throughout my pregnancy emotionally, I woke up SO ready to meet my baby by any means possible. I should stop now and say that nurses and anyone that can administer epidurals should earn medals.


 I walked in and got an epidural within a hour. This was my major win of pregnancy, no labor, no pain! My anastealogist was an Alabama fan but I forgave him because he had drugs. They tried to flip her three times, much to Craig's dismay. It's pretty awful; imagine a grown man pressing on your stomach as hard as they can while watching your husband trying not to puke. Well, it didn't work so we were on to a c section. I moved myself onto the operating table, the nurses joked that I could probably move myself so I did and struck up a lively conversation about how Auburn was better than Alabama. I was so happy that I was going to meet our little one, that I had no time to be scared. The nurse brought Craig in, gave him a stern talking to about not passing out or throwing up, and told us in 30 minutes we would meet my baby.  The whole thing is pretty comical. Craig and I are having a normal conversation with a nurse, broken up with information about how someone is pulling a baby out of my stomach. 30 minutes later, Isla was here! When they dropped the curtain all I could see was lots of hair and bright red lips (and a lot of confusion on her face, so cute!) 8lbs 3 ounces of pure joy. SO much happens in your life but that single moment turned our lives inside out and upside down and you can't believe you ever lived without that tiny little person.

We made our families wait 2 hours (because we have no shame) to meet her AND tell the gender! We managed to keep it a secret from everyone which was the best part of the whole pregnancy. We felt especially lucky that both our parents and my brother (who deployed to Afghanistan the following week) made it down to meet her. We laughed and took lots of pictures while trying to be kind and share. A month later it is hard to believe that we get to keep her.









inspecting her bow. 

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

gift guide: for the girls

I hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving. We went to Charleston and enjoyed some time at my in-laws house and then came back in time for our first big college rivalry game. I also started to feel REALLY pregnant, 6 weeks seems so short but also so long at this point. Let's not even talk about pregnancy brain. I could tell you all the things that have gone wrong....if I could remember them. 

Anyways, up next gifts for the girls. From babies to elementary school, here are some fun things to put under the tree. 


LL Bean Tote: for sleepovers and trips to Grandma's. 

Free Babe Bows: I get a kick out of living down South. Girls are playing in the dirt...but always with a bow in their hair. Love the size and colors of these

Multiplication Table Puzzle:  Making math review a little more fun and get her to the top of her class

Coloring Book: So many designs to entertain her for hours...make sure you include new crayons!

Kitty Craft Kit: Make it and add it to her room. 

Hazel Village Animals: I am pretty sure I am more excited about having a baby after seeing these toys. They are adorable! 

Croissant teether: until she can eat the real thing

Knotty Tots Bow Moccasins: So many fun colors and so affordable.