Amber and Aaron

Amber and Aaron

The Fun We've Already Had...

  • Graham Tomas born July 31 at 5:04 P.M. weighing 8 lbs, 12 oz.
  • December 2, 2011: PREGNANT!!!
  • Paisley Kate arrived August 21 at 5:38 P.M. weighing 7 lbs, 9 oz
  • DUE DATE: August 25, 2010!!!
  • Dec. 14, 2009- PREGNANT!!!
  • Oct. 07,2009- Had elective D&C.
  • Sept 28, 2009- No embryo on ultrasound. :(
  • Sept 15th, 2009- We found out we're PREGNANT!!!
  • Sept '09- Aaron had varicocele repair.
  • July '09- IUI #1 with HCG shot= No such luck
  • April '09- Ovarian drilling surgery, followed by hospitalization for uterine infection
  • Jan-Mar '09- metformin + 3 rounds of clomid= no ovulation
  • Dec. 11, 2008- Hysterosalpingogram (Fancy word for shooting dye through the ovaries. OUCH)
  • Nov '08- Sent to RE. Tried metformin alone for two months (No ovulation)
  • Oct '08- Diagnosed with PCOS based on amenorrhea and crazy hormone levels.
  • June '08- Aaron convinced me to start trying.
  • June '04- Got Hitched!

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

You Like Me... You Really Like Me!!!

My dear sweet blog followers have come through for me once again.  I ask for one poor soul to sign up as a follower and I get 5!!!  Which is WAY better than one!  I'm going to try to kick it up a notch and post about some really awesome things (this will be a change).  Any suggestions?

I wanted to update on my little nipple biter:  we've had no more incidents since that one dreadful morning.  However, the explosive pooping has continued.  We've had at least one blowout a day for 5 days straight.  I'm saying it has to be related to teething. I'm ready to invent some type of duct tape to seal the diaper off to prevent leakage. We're ready for things to firm back up around here, for the sake of our washer, carpet, and noses!

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

100th Follower, Where Art Thou???

Dear 100th Follower,
I know you're out there.  Just dying to take the plunge and become a follower of my blog.  I've been holding steady at 99 followers for what seems like forever (after falling to 98 for a while), and there is nothing I'd like better than to hit that 100 mark.  Honestly, I can't believe that even 10 people read the crap I write and I feel like I may have one of the most boring blogs around.  But nonetheless,  you know you want to be part of this.  To feel included.  It's quite an exclusive group.  :)  So, just do it.  Click on the follow this blog button.  Because followers make me happy!


Sunday, March 27, 2011

My Glamorous Life

This morning started off (key words) perfectly.  Paisley started to stir around 7 a.m. so I crept in her room to get her.  On days we're off work, I like to take her back to my bed to sneak in some cuddle time and more sleep.  She immediately snuggled in, nursed for a while, and then fell quickly back to sleep.  I love nothing in this world more than I love the feel of her soft, warm, tiny body next to me.  I love her sweet breathing, and the way she always has a hand on me as if for security.

We sleep until 9:30 which was awesome considering we had went to bed at 11:00.  I am a person who adores sleep.  And until I had her, I never really missed out on a good night's sleep.  Anyways, I woke up feeling really happy that she'd slept so long and thought I'd nurse her again before we got up just to extend our sweet family time. 

Everything was still going along perfectly, until something I feared for a long time happened.  I knew this was possible, but I'd really hoped that she'd be kinder to her mama than to do something so mean. 

She bit me.

On my poor nipple.  I thought she'd actually taken "Rightie" off by the way it felt.  I was sure I was going to look down to see a nipple-less breast.  In fact, it made me a little woozy.  But all was still intact.  Just very traumatized.   And confused.

Why would she injure the one thing that she's loved the most up until now?  Why would she betray her food source and the place she goes for comfort?

The child has two teeth on the bottom.  What in the world is going to happen when she gets some upper teeth to work with?  She could do some serious damage!  And I'm just not ready to give up nursing yet.  But I also appreciate keeping all of my parts.  Especially the ones with lots of nerve endings.  It's actually painful right now just thinking about it.

But then she went on to further solidy my perfect day as a mom.  She pooped all over our living room carpet.  We just had it cleaned on Wednesday.  And she explosively pooped all over it.  She's had 3 blowouts in the past 24 hours.  Yesterday's got all over me and possibly ruined one of my favorite outfits of hers.  What is the deal?  This house is falling apart.  But at least it's all because of the most beautiful baby in the world!

Monday, March 21, 2011

My Active Little Girl

Paisley just gets busier and busier all the time.  I know it seems a little excessive to have a 7-month-old enrolled in baby gym once a week and swim class twice a week, but I actually feel like she needs even more than that going on.  This child is ACTIVE!   She loves to go running around, whether it be to the zoo, Wal-mart, or around the block.  Outdoors are her favorite and she's pretty much always content as long as we're outside.

She decided that getting one tooth this week wasn't good enough, so she decided to welcome the one next door as well.  Which she seems to be handling teething great so far!  In fact, she's slept anywhere from 8-10 hours straight at night for the past week.   Hmmm...

Ignore my idiotic expression here- point is to show you how adorable her swimsuit is!

She loves riding around on the board

Water time with daddy

Mendy and her adorable twin girls, Renna and Reagan.  It is so great seeing them twice a week for class!

I love this one because her head seems to fit perfectly in the bend of my neck.  Plus, it shows off her adorable spike she's been working on!

Enjoying a dill pickle tonight while we ate our dinner.

Downward facing dog.

A little more showing off her yoga moves.
Today is her 7 month birthday and I can't believe how fast it really has gone.  Especially considering how incredibly slow I felt the first 2 months went with the sleepless nights and endless breastfeeding.  She's more and more fun every day and I am so lucky to have such an amazing baby!

Update on our criminal and victim:   Detectives came to the clinic today to talk to each of us.  He said that the Suspect has a huge arrest record and has spent a lot of time in prison.  Our victim was only 12-years-old!  The detective felt that we handled the situation well and was quite certain that the Suspect would have killed him.  Such a sad deal, but I'm so glad it turned out the way it did. 

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Puppies, Kitties, and Cocaine???

You're gonna want to sit down for this story... We had quite the eventful day at the vet clinic on Thursday.  I'm pretty much positive that I can't possibly describe the event in its full craziness.  Nevertheless...

We had just returned from lunch and Aaron, Paisley and I were out in the front of the clinic planting some shrubs to add "curb appeal" as Aaron calls it.  Next thing we know, a young black boy (maybe 15 years old)- let's call him "Target"- runs up to us from across the busy street we're on yelling that someone is trying to kill him and he needs to call 911.  He runs into our clinic with us close behind him.  At this point, we're wondering what this kid is talking about and not taking it very seriously.  However, we're smart enough to go inside with him. 

One of our employees calls 911 and Target asks to call his mom.  In the meantime, we spot the Suspect across the street searching for the boy.  So it's starting to get more believable.  And then we see that the Suspect has a gunIn full view, in broad daylight.  He's wandering frantically around the carwash with the gun in one hand with a lot of people washing their cars (Side note: reminds me of a song, "washing their cars on their lunchbreaks, washing and scrubbing as best as they can in skirts and suits"). 

Target, who was already freaking out, is now panicked.  He tells us that the Suspect believes that he and his friend robbed his house and he kidnapped the two boys at gunpoint.  Our boy jumped out of the car at the stoplight by us and ran to the clinic.  He says the man has drugs and several guns on him.

The story gets worse...  Now, the man turns his attention towards our clinic and heads across the street.  Our employees and Aaron race to lock the front doors and check the 3 back doors before he can get there.  I went to the back with the boy and Paisley to hide/run depending on what happened next.

Now, you might be thinking it doesn't sound very safe to be hanging out with this strange kid who is being pursued by a gunman.  Yeah, I'd normally agree.  But it was sure safer than being outside.  And he was wearing gym shorts and a T-shirt so I felt pretty good about him not having a gun.  He was a scrawny little scared kid at the moment, who just didn't want to die.  And I couldn't blame him for that!  I did however question him while I had a moment, beginning with "how did you get yourself into this mess?"

The Suspect tried our doors but left when it didn't open, thank goodness!!!  The cops arrive shortly after this and Target goes out front to talk to them.  The Suspect shows up with another lady in a different car.  He ends up getting in a scuffle with the police (in our parking lot) and gets put in the back of the car.  They take Target in the other car.

Later, an officer came back to get statements from all of us, because apparently they found $65,000 worth of cocaine in the car!!!  Not to mention the gun charges, and kidnapping.   So, we're hoping we don't have to testify in court because we really don't want any of these people to see our faces or know our names.  But I'm still glad we let Target come in, because I feel like the Suspect really would have killed him.  And he probably wasn't innocent in the whole mess, but I can't imagine someone so young dying.  I hope he can turn his life around after this...

Two of our clients had to wait in the parking lot until the Suspect was taken into custody because they felt like it was still too unsafe until then.  Great advertisement for the clinic...  :)

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Her First Tooth

Paisley has had a runny nose for the past 3 days and I was convinced that we were dealing with our first sickness.  I realize that we are super lucky to make it this far without being sick at all, but I still didn't want her to feel bad.  She's been a little cranky and very attached to me this week. Her naps are limited again and it's tough to get her to go to sleep. It's concerned me at points that she's getting really spoiled (how could that have happened?).

But tonight I found the reason for the changes:  she cut her first tooth!  It's on the bottom right side and it's as sharp as a shark tooth.  So, maybe they really can get a snotty nose before cutting teeth...  Hmmm...  And now I feel like her mood hasn't been that bad at all considering she's had a sharp object pushing its way through her sweet little gums.  Now, my nipples are kinda cringing at the thought of teeth.  And my baby is still happily nursing throughout the day.  So, we're going to have to set some ground rules about biting.  :)

I donated 800 ounces of breastmilk to the Mother's Milk Bank today.  It felt great to give my milk to such a good cause.  And to clear out our deep freeze.   They've made the process so super easy, and I'm happy to have found them.  I had to do bloodwork to check for HIV, hepatitis, etc.  I filled out paperwork about my health, baby's health, etc.  And my pediatrician and OB/GYN had to fill out a form vouching for our health.  It didn't take any time at all to get it all done, and now I'm a qualified donor.  So the milk with go to North Texas to be pasteurized and then will most likely return to Oklahoma to be used in our NICU.  Yay!  I'm so glad that I was really successful at this, since reproduction in general was a disaster for me...

Paisley is changing daily right now.  She's still scooting all over the place, and now she likes to do "downward facing dog".  It's a yoga pose where you are on your hands and feet with your rear in the air.  She is so cute doing it- I have to get a picture of it!  She LOVES swim class and is now kicking and using her arms in the water.  Pretty much the sweetest thing I've ever seen.  She sits if I distract her, but prefers her belly still.  Loves feeding herself, so I've been giving her noodles and shredded cheese to play with.  Any other ideas on foods she can feed herself without choking?

Friday, March 11, 2011

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Our Little Mermaid

Paisley showing off her new bikini
Me and my  sweet girl!!!
Hanging out with our friends, Renna and Reagan, in the pool
Showing off our natural swimming skills
Playing ball in the pool
We started swim classes last night and it was SO much fun!  It's going to be on Tuesday and Thursday evenings for 4 weeks at the YMCA.  Our best friends, Mendy and Adam, are taking their twin girls too so it's even more fun!!! 

I was afraid the cooler temperature of the water might make her mad, but she was super excited the whole class.  She is excited for the next class already, and looks stunning in her bikini!  I'm thinking she might be the next Michael Phelps (minus the whole pot-smoking ordeal)...

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Donated Booby Milk

Thank you ladies so much for helping me get my head on straight and remember that there is a GREAT use for my unused breastmilk!  I looked up the closest mommy's milk donation center to us and it's in North Texas.  So, I will call them tomorrow morning and hope that they want my milk.  It was just so disappointing to me to look at the deep-freeze full of perfectly good milk that I know in my heart my baby will never need/want.  She's still nursing as much as she wants and I still have overage.  They require at least 100 ounces to be donated over the course of a year, and I have well over 1,000 already.  So I'm hopeful that I can help out some babies that need it!  And don't think I don't appreciate having too much milk.  I realize supply is a HUGE problem for many women and I'm super thankful I've had enough to give.  Which makes it all the more frustrating when you have to waste any of that "liquid gold".

Since you all helped me solve that problem, maybe you can figure this out...

Paisley's sleep is C-R-A-Z-Y!!!!  And her mama is losing her mind!!!  It's always been a bit erratic but we seemed to be getting into a pretty good routine of either sleeping through the night or waking up once around 3-4 to eat.  And last week, she went 4 nights straight sleeping 9-10 hours straight which was equal to winning the lottery for me.   My dark circles under my eyes went away, I actually fixed my hair, and felt like life was in order again.  Until the last 4 nights which have been a nightmare.

I have NO idea what changed.  But suddenly she just will not sleep at night.  She falls asleep around 10 and then wakes up about 2 hours later.  Screaming.  Not a pleasant sound on the monitor and a terrible way to wake up.  She'll finally go back to sleep but then repeatedly wakes up about every 2 hours the rest of the night.  I used to put her in bed with us on nights like this and she'd do great, but now it's like she has restless body syndrome.  She just wiggles and stretches all over the place.  And she moans and whines in the process. 

Sometimes she'll fall fast asleep and then wake up screaming.  And I've tried everything that I can think of here.  I've went in immediately and tried patting her on the back or feeding her.  I've tried to wait it out to see if she'll go back to sleep.  I've even slept through it a couple of times because I'm so exhausted from the lack of sleep. I've held her in the recliner in her room and she still only sleeps for brief periods.

And even more strange, she's finally taking good naps during the day.  She's sleeping for about an hour and a half to two hours in the morning and early afternoon.  But she was also doing this when we were getting the great nights of sleep too.  She's eating more than ever and is happy all day.  The child is super active and wears me out, so you'd think she'd also be exhausted.  No teeth are trying to come in still.  So, what gives????  And will we ever sleep again???

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Cutting the Cord

At our last pediatric visit, our doctor suggested that we add in meat baby foods, yogurt and whole milk to Paisley's diet to try to increase her calorie intake since she's built like a supermodel (tall and skinny).  I felt like that was a great idea, and I certainly don't want my baby to be hungry!

I really thought she'd hate the meat, but she LOVES it.  All of it- turkey, beef and chicken.  I think they all smell like roadkill and they're all terrible colors that stain EVERYTHING.  But, she gobbles them up.  Like an entire jar in a sitting.  And then she'll top it off with some yogurt.  She eats like her mama, which is crazy!

But, what I'm noticing recently is that she doesn't want to nurse as much.  She started cutting back several weeks ago which is probably why her weight gain stalled out.  It seems to bore her now, except in the evenings when she goes on a nursing marathon.  :)

And our pediatrician isn't too concerned with that since we've made it past 6 months and she thinks it's time to start getting a wider range of nutrition.  But I'm sad because I can see that breastfeeding will soon be over.  It's not going to be our special bond anymore.  Any ol' person on the street could feed my baby and she'd be fine.  I'm SO not ready to quit yet, which is nuts since I wasn't sure I ever wanted to start before she was born.   But it's went so well for us.  And I have an entire deep-freeze full of breastmilk that I'm going to end up throwing out which is just totally sad!

What I've realized is that Paisley's growth is going to paralleled by my backing off.  I have to teach her independence.  She's going to get bigger and smarter and even more amazing.  And she won't need me the same as she does right now.  I totally need her more than she needs me!  But I have to encourage her to become her own person and hope that I'm doing the best job I can as her mom.  Even if it means no more "booby buffet"...

(The bright side is that I may be able to start wearing my own bras again soon and can stop planning outfits around which are easiest to feed in.)

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

6 month check-up

Paisley has celebrated her 1/2 birthday already (in Vegas) and went for her shots today.  It was great as always to see all of my former co-workers and I love our pediatrician.  She got to play with lots of new people, but then we had to get 5 shots.  :(

She screamed about it for hours several minutes and then fell quickly asleep.  She's still napping now, so I'm hoping she'll wake up in a great mood and forget all about it!  The little peanut is only weighing 14 pounds, 4 ounces which is between 10-25%, but she's 26.75" long which is 75%.  Our pediatrician isn't too concerned about her weight since I'm petite and she's SOOO active.  And by SOOO active, I mean she wears me out by the end of the day.  She still goes to the baby gym to "exercise", and our instructor says she's a "multi-tasker."  Good description.

So, her doctor wants us to start giving her whole milk, yogurt and meat baby food now to try to pack on some pounds.  I'm going to continue breastfeeding because she and I both enjoy it.  But apparently I'm producing some low-fat milk which is hard to believe considering how much Mexican food I eat!  And it's really crazy because I was a total chunk as a baby!!!  To the point where I never really crawled because it was impossible.

Thanks for all of your suggestions on our future reproductive efforts.  We're definitely taking it one day at a time and I know some of you think it's crazy that we'd already be talking about it with a 6-month-old.  But it took us a very long time to have her and we're already in our 30's.  My fertility isn't going to improve over the next few years and my surgery may not work for long, so I probably don't have a long time to ponder this.  Plus, I don't want kiddos very far apart in age.  SO, I think I'll continue to go with the "I'm not preventing anything" approach and see where this takes us.  If it happens, we'll welcome another baby with open arms and realize how fortunate we are.  If not, we'll praise God that we were given one amazing miracle!