My little Em J is one month old today, and it has gone by so fast. She celebrated one month of life by sleeping six hours last night. Emmie is eating every three hours and still sleeps most of the day. She loves her little brother minus the face slapping and eye poking. She enjoys having a bath, probably because she was born in the water! (The birth story will come soon. I’m almost done writing it.) We are all tired but feeling blessed. We love our little Emmie Jane
Not sure who was more traumatized , Noah or me. We take Noah into Snip-its, a kids-only salon, for his first haircut. Drew goes up to get us signed in while Noah, Emmie and I hang out in the play zone. Everything is fine until they call us back, and I lose it. I start crying, which in turn makes Noah start crying. Drew is ready to call the whole thing off.
The only reason we even decided to get Noah’s haircut is because so many people kept mistaking him for a girl. I could dress Noah in a collared button down shirt, and he would still get mistaken for a girl.
I was able to get it together for the actual cutting of the hair, but Noah wailed through the entire haircut. Emmie slept the whole time, and Drew took pictures. Now my baby looks like a man-child. I guess it had to be done, but he may not be getting his second haircut for a long time!
Certificate with a little baggie of his sweet baby hair!
Check out those locks! He’s rockin’ the hobbit hair.
And we both recovered.
My sweet Emerson (Emmie) Jane was born Thursday, February 6th, at 3:32 p.m. weighing 8lbs 13 oz, 19.5 inches long. We barely made it to the birth center she came so fast! Once I have some time I’ll post her amazing birth story.
Emmie loves to be swaddled!
3 days old and heading home.
Noah loves to give his sister kisses. He calls her ‘ouwie.’ Emmie is just too hard to say!
Emmie-1 week old, Noah-16 months old
Just last week this big girl was inside of me! (yikes, one week postpartum is definitely not my favorite look!!)
My personal favorite
I can’t believe this is my second kid, and she has gone past her due date. I thought second babies usually came earlier. Noah came early, so I have never been this pregnant before.
I have spent the past three weeks doing everything in my power to get this baby to come out of me, and NOTHING has worked.
- Castor oil (though I was too scared to take a full dose)
- Raspberry leaf tea
- Clary sage
- All kinds of working out (Crossfit)
- Bouncing on the birth ball
- Spicy food
- Climbing up stairs
- Other unmentionables
I haven’t done acupuncture or evening primrose oil because they are expensive, and I’m too cheap.
It’s funny. Now that I’m late, I’m no longer trying to make this baby come out. I think I’ve reached this place of acceptance that she is going to be two weeks late, and they are going to have to cut her out of me.
This is what 40+ weeks looks like…Yikes!
For all my rowing friends out there, we all know erging by itself is not fun. Add a huge pregnant belly to the mix, and you experience a whole new level of pain. For those of you who do not know what a rowing machine is, here is a lovely picture.
Don’t be fooled by how sleek this machine looks. It is a torture device. The erg requires you to exert every single muscle in your body. It also forces you to play a mental game with yourself as you watch numbers rise and fall on the screen.
So I sit on the sliding seat, immediately uncomfortable. I roll forward, and everything is going fine until I push down with my legs, slide back and realize that I have no abs. Until now, I didn’t even fully understand the extent to which you use your abs when rowing. As I sat back, I had to clench my abs/monstrous baby bump to keep from falling off that satanic machine!
My whole motivation for getting on the erg was the delusional hope that it would send me into labor. And, I’m still pregnant…
Today Drew and I are celebrating 2 years of marriage. My celebrations have included baby shopping, baby cleaning and cooking all day. Drew has celebrated by getting up, reading a text from his mom and saying to me, “oh yea, happy anniversary.” Haha, he’s a keeper! Then, off to work he went.
Tonight we will celebrate by putting Noah to bed. Drew will then clean the bathrooms and I will continue to obsessively prepare our apartment for baby #2 and most likely leave and go to crossfit for an hour.
Do I wish we were going out to some over priced restaurant and Drew was showering me with gifts – no way. At this point I am way too pregnant, Drew is way too tired and the thought of our babysitter costing us more than our meal makes me sick!
As I look back at our wedding picture and look at us now, two years of marriage, pregnancy, babies, school and work has really taken a toll! We look tired, we look older. There is more grey, there are more wrinkles. How different we look!
What you can’t see in pictures is the amount of joy and love you can gain in just two years. How can you capture the joy of waking up to the man you love everyday? How can you see the love inside of a parent’s heart? These are the things that a picture can’t capture.
I know a lot of people think we are crazy for getting married and having our babies right away (because they tell us these things…that’s a whole other post). I have no regrets! I look at Drew and Noah play on the floor and have only happiness. I listen to Drew talk to the baby bump and have only smiles:)
I am blessed beyond measure.
2 years ago today:)
As recent as I could find! (oct. 2013)
My goal this week is to fill the freezer. I’m 37 weeks and feel like this baby could bust out at anytime now.
I already have a good chili recipe so I plan on making a huge batch of that and freezing it. I have thought about making soup but it just doesn’t sound appealing at the moment. All things carbs and comfort sound so good right now!
Any suggestions on easy dinners to make and freeze for when baby comes are welcome.
I’m not quite ready for Baby Girl to come, but I’m getting pretty close! I have a list of things I need to do, and once everything is done on my list, she can come out. I’ve started reading about ways to induce labor, and the latest thing I have heard is pineapple.
Apparently pineapples contain enzymes that causes mild contractions. They have an enzyme called bromelain that may soften the cervix. Kiwi, mango and papaya also have this enzyme. (http://www.natural-pregnancy-midwife.com/ways-to-induce-labor.html)
My friend told me the pineapple needs to be very ripe, and you need to eat the whole thing in one day. She did this, and her baby was born that week! Google has also told me that pineapple is very effective when trying to kick start labor.
In about a week and a half I plan on going completely tropical. Pineapple, kiwi and mango everyday!
Has anyone else had any luck with pineapple inducing labor?
I started feeling the cold symptoms about a week ago. So far this pregnancy I have successfully avoided all flus, colds, viruses, allergies and any and all other diseases. Except now that I am in the home stretch my body has decided it’s done. No more warding off sickness.
This cold is taking on a life of it’s own. It started with just a sore throat. Then it moved on to runny nose. Now its sore throat, runny nose, congestion, headache and stuffy ears. Normally I would be drinking Nyquil and Dayquil like my life depended on it. Oh wait, I’m pregnant. I can’t take ANYTHING.
I have Googled and asked around, and really, there is nothing you can take when you are pregnant and have a cold. I tried benedryl, and the severity of this cold even prevented me from experiencing the benedryl coma. Tylonal has done nothing for the head aches.
Noah doesn’t seem to understand that I need to stay in bed all day. I feel like he should really just make his own meals. Luckily, his cold from a couple weeks ago has seemed to make him immune to mine.
Since Baby #2 and I have already agreed she needs to make her appearance into the world early, I don’t have much time to get over this thing. Any ideas on how to make a cold go away med free?
I don’t celebrate New Years. I have never really been a fan of this fake holiday. What are we really celebrating anyway? And the resolutions–I never keep them. That is, until this year.
The past two years I have been pregnant or nursing. That means two years straight of growing a human in my body and/or my body making food for Noah. I need a break. My body needs a break. A looooong break. So this time around, I need to remember to keep my only resolution: to not get pregnant!
Happy New Years, everybody!