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!

Saturday, March 31, 2012

Just a day in the life of Paisley

Helping Daddy with the animals at work.  Notice that she's wearing his stethoscope!

Riding a camel with Dawnkey at the Medieval Fair

Riding a horse with Dad at the Medieval Fair- thus the reason that the horse is dressed kinda ridiculous

Finishing off our Saturday by playing naked in the back yard after getting ridiculously wet and muddy while Dad cleaned the pond.    Her diaper just couldn't survive anymore!

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

21 weeks

Okay pregnancy,
Please slow down.  I'm not ever going to do this again and I really want to savor every day!  I'm so thankful that I've felt so incredible.  The movement of my little one is great and so reassuring.  But seriously- how could I possibly be 21 weeks already?!?

I'm not having any aches and pains yet.  My sleep is terrific.  I adore my ever-growing bump.  If I could just freeze time on about 20-25 weeks of pregnancy, I'd totally do it.  In fact, if I could just stay pregnant an extra year and give birth to a 1-year-old who may sleep a little better- sign me up!

Friday, March 23, 2012

Subpoened for Court!!! :(

Aaron and I (along with 2 of our employees at the clinic) were subpoened to appear in court in May as witnesses.  Our defendant is being accused of child kidnapping, drug trafficking, and assault with a deadly weapon.  Let's recap for those who have slept since that crazy day last March...

It was a pretty spring day when we were planting trees in the front of our vet clinic.  Long story short, a young black male ("Victim") ran up to us yelling that "they" were trying to kill him and he needed to use our phone to call his mom.  Now, he should have wanted to call the police which we realized when we spotted the bigger, meaner looking male ("Bad Dude") across the street with a gun looking for him. 

Problems really start when the gun-toting fellow decides to cross the street and head for our clinic.  The employees frantically start locking the doors and I head to the back to hide with our then 6-month-old baby and "Victim".  This was my chance to ask how he got into this mess and why this guy wanted him dead.

He told me that "Bad Dude" thought he had stolen from him and that "Bad Dude" and his girlfriend had kidnapped him and another young guy at gunpoint.  He had jumped from the car at the stoplight by our clinic and he ran for help. 

Cops show up.  Arrest "Bad Dude" and also take the 2 young guys into custody.   We all get questioned on several occasions, first by the cops, then by detectives.  Now a year later, we've all forgotten the details just when we're served court papers.

Now, my real issues with this are that we cannot put our family in jeopardy.  We've already been told that the other witnesses including the "Victim" refuse to testify due to death threats.  Obviously, we aren't really down with that.  So, I've already contacted the DA's office to ask for anonymous depositions so that we aren't testifying on a witness stand.  They're supposed to get back to me soon.

I am honestly willing to be arrested for contempt of court before I will publicly testify in this case.  No, I don't want guilty people to walk free.  But I have 2 kids to protect here.  And a business.  And let's be really honest- getting arrested once in my life is sort-of on my bucket list.  :)

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Socially Inappropriate

This pregnancy has been defined by one symptom that I certainly don't remember with Paisley's pregnancy....   Gas.

It's like I've eaten nothing but beans for the past 20 weeks.  Yeah, I eat beans but that's not the dominant food in my diet.  And yeah, I've had gas before I was pregnant but not 24-7.  The real problem is that it isn't the type that you can just ignore and it somehow dissolves back to wherever it came from and leaves you alone.  It's the type that causes you to feel like your insides will explode if it isn't taken care of immediately.  Which leaves you no time to get away from people.

And making matters even worse, it isn't silent, but it sure is deadly.  So even if someone manages to avoid hearing it, they'll definitely smell it.    Pretty sure I'm not going to have any friends by the end of this!   And does anyone remember how bad it was during labor and delivery with Paisley?  Every single time my doc would check me, I'd fart.  A lot.  Thinking I'm going to be left alone to deliver this baby by myself!!!

Monday, March 19, 2012

Pictures of Paisley

Greeting her new baby!  Don't worry- I'll post my 20 week pic once we take it this week.  I've grown A-L-O-T in 3 weeks...

Exploring around the duck pond at OSU where daddy proposed to mommy

Paisley with the library in the background- the place where I spent the least amount of time

Showing our plump lips and attitude

Bubble time at Gymboree

Super happy about bubbles

Sunday, March 18, 2012


Baby Deuce is a strong little fetus!  I've been feeling some movement since 17 weeks which is WAY earlier than I did with Paisley.  And it's already pretty frequent, with something almost every day.  But tonight we were watching TV and I thought, "Wow, that is a pretty strong movement."

So, I lifted my shirt to watch what I figured would be nothing at all, but to my surprise- you could already see little kicks!!!  And before you all think I've been drinking some crazy juice (which would be prohibited during pregnancy), Aaron could even see it!   What's really impressive is how far apart the little one could make jabs and punches, as if he/she is already 3 feet tall.  :)

I remembered that I loved being pregnant, but I had forgotten just how amazing it truly is!  Thanks Deuce for being so active and strong!!! 

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Let's Talk about Deuce

Thank you dear friends.  You reassured me that my own network of people haven't just decided that we are such awful parents to Paisley that they cannot imagine us having a 2nd.  (The thought actually crossed my mind.)  And when I come to think of it, I've kinda ignored people's subsequent pregnancies too.   Like the more you have, the less attention you need.  Yet, I've always thought people should have a baby shower for every baby because it's a celebration of its own.   I'm just a neglectful friend who commonly forgets birthdays and other sentimental things.  But I'm always here if anyone needs me!

So, let's just talk about Baby Deuce for a moment.  Because last night I feel like I finally had a little bonding time with this baby while preparing my adorable, newborn, neutral clothes.  It's not as easy to do since I'm so busy with Paisley.  With her, I did my prenatal yoga and continuously rubbed my belly and dreamed about her...  With this little person, I try to remember to see my OB every month and not eat raw sushi.  I didn't lift over 10 pounds with her and now I lug her 23-pound body around all day.   Things change...

Baby Deuce has been an absolutely wonderful inhabitant of my uterus.  This little one hasn't created much of a stir at all.  In fact, if the bump hadn't appeared and I hadn't missed my period, I could have been on "I didn't know I was pregnant".   I occasionally feel a sweet little flutter and Deuce loves to pose for the camera on our ultrasounds.  Deuce has NO food aversions which Paisley had a ton of.  I don't have a strong sense of smell this time (last time I could smell everything 10 times stronger than before).  I've had no nausea whatsoever.  And my reflux is being kept at bay with an occasional Prevacid. 

Sleep has been perfect this time.  I feel pretty again with my fast-growing bump.  And I'm a lot less scared about being a mom again.  It just feels right.  This baby will complete us. 

Names, you ask?  I don't mind sharing on here at all.   If we have a boy, the name is Graham Thomas which we'd picked last time.  Graham is for my grandpa who was the greatest man ever to walk this earth.  He would have adored my babies as much as he adored me.  Our son would be lucky to bear the name.    Thomas is for Aaron's side of the family.

Girl's choice is Piper Reese.  I loved Kennedy, but someone (not naming names) vetoed it.  He feels that it's cursed.  Whatever.  So, we agree that Piper goes well with Paisley.  The girl name has absolutely no sentimental value at all, just a name we like.  :)

SO, I'm super excited for August (or maybe late July) so that I can meet this little person.   And I know he or she will be greeted with as much love and excitement as Paisley.  Plus, Deuce already has the coolest big sister!!!

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Just another baby?

So, I'm finding that pregnancy with a 2nd child is just different altogether.  My first pregnancy (well, technically my 2nd) was so long anticipated that everyone made a big deal about it.  All the time.  It seemed to be all that people could talk about at work, family gatherings, by text, by phone, etc.  In fact, I actually got a little tired of answering questions about my pregnancy by the end.  "Boy or girl?", "When are you due?", "What names have you chosen?".  These were all so common that I swore I was going to make a shirt that said, "we aren't finding out, August, and none of your business because you'll probably just make fun of them."

But it was super nice to have so many people look forward to meeting my sweet baby and it kept me excited too.  What I've discovered is that after you successfully have one, the next just isn't all that great of an accomplishment to anyone else.  It's like everyone thinks that we never had trouble.  We are still not "normal people" who easily reproduce.  We had surgeries to help correct our problems which thankfully have continued to help for now.  And with a lot of luck on our side, this time worked out easier for us.  But it is no less of a miracle!

And I don't want constant attention by any means, but it might be nice if people would mention my pregnancy a little more frequently (or ever).  See how things are going, ask to see ultrasound pictures, act interested at least a bit.  I have trouble feeling like this pregnancy is real because I have felt so great and it happened so effortlessly, so I forget that it's really happening when everyone around me acts like it isn't.  Except at work where occasionally the doc I work for will ask if I'm doing okay, but I know it's only because he's already freaking out that I'm going to be off work soon.  :)

Maybe this is pretty normal?  Any of you have any experiences with 2nd pregnancies being a bit ignored?

Friday, March 9, 2012

Easy Street

Knocking on wood as I write this...

I feel like this is the easiest pregnancy that has ever occurred in the history of procreation.  And it happened spontaneously.  No doctors, needles, medications or ultrasounds.  My charts were put away and my thermometer never left my drawer.  In fact, my RE doesn't even know that I'm pregnant this time.  This girl seriously won the fertility lottery. 

So I expected that it would be a miserable pregnancy.  Only seemed fair really.  And I don't think I would have even complained if I'd been plagued by morning sickness, out-of-control mood swings, and extreme fatigue.  

Paisley was a booger to get, so I was blessed with a great pregnancy with her which only seemed right.  Even then, I dealt with continuous nausea until 14 weeks, back pain that made my legs numb, and a funky heartrate that earned me a heart monitor several times. 

This time, the biggest complaint that I can possibly come up with if I'm being super creative and nit-picky is that I've had round ligament pain.  Several times.  Not enough to ruin a day or even really comment on.  I just didn't have it last time.  Otherwise, I feel completely normal.

Which in a way is a bad deal because it's hard for me to remember that I actually have a little being growing in there who is sooner rather than later going to come forcing their way out!!!

Sunday, March 4, 2012

This Too Shall Pass

I cannot even count how many times I've whispered to myself "this too shall pass" since becoming a mom.  You know the times...  standing in a pool of vomit while home alone with a cranky baby, waking up for the 10th time in a 6-hour-period because your daughter wants to play, struggling to get a squirmy resistant toddler into a carseat while strangers watch like you're a bad parent, wondering how/where to change a poopy diaper on a plane and questioning your child's poor timing...

It has kept me from losing my mind numerous times over the past 18-months.  And what I've learned in the process is that kid's have phases.  Phases where they don't eat at all or don't nap or cry a lot.  And then they just outgrow it on their own.

Paisley has decided that she loves solids again.  For 4-5 days now, she'll eat whatever we have.  Meats, fruits, vegetables, breads.  Also, she hasn't thrown a fit nor vomited at bedtime anymore!!!  She's going down without a fight which is terrific.  I love ending our day peacefully and with some sweet snuggling rather than crying it out. 

So once again the Queen Baby has reminded me that I just need to roll with the punches.  No need to freak out and try to hire Super Nanny to come fix my child!

Friday, March 2, 2012

Ultrasound Pictures

My beautiful baby's profile!

Cute foot

Little Hand

5 Perfect Fingers

No pictures please, paparazzi...

Anatomy Scan

We had our anatomy scan today and everything looked perfect!!!  My bloodwork has all been normal and the measurements are fantastic.  What a relief!

My due date with my OB is August 8th, with my MFM is August 6th, and my measurements today gave me a due date of July 31st.  So baby is pretty big!  We already weighed 9 ounces and they say I'm 17 weeks, 4 days. 

I'll scan in the ultrasound pictures in a little bit but it's time for a nap for now!  Oh, and in case you thought I lost my willpower and found out the sex of the baby, no such luck for you!  Although we once again have a little one who doesn't mind showing off the jewels quickly.  The tech only took 10 seconds once again to scan this area.  :)

Thursday, March 1, 2012

The Monster Within

Nope, not Baby Deuce.  This little person still isn't causing any trouble at all and I feel fantastic.  Cute bump growing quickly, no symptoms still, lovely pregnancy hormones giving me that "feel-good" feeling.

I'm referring to my little 18-month-old monster that has taken control of my home.  She's broken every rule I've made.  She's changed my opinion about everything that I believed to be true.  She's taught me to never, ever judge another parent for any decision they make unless I've walked in their shoes.

And this week has taken the cake.  First of all, Paisley does not believe in dental hygiene.  She went through a short-lived phase where she was curious about the toothbrush.  Mainly mine.  And she'd chew on it for a while, but mostly loved rinsing it in the sink.  Anything with water.  But at least the toothbrush was in her mouth.

She now hates anything to do with the teeth.  She doesn't want the toothbrush near her.  This child clamps her teeth shut, seals her lips like Fort Knox, and shakes her head like a wet dog.  We would literally have to have both of us to hold her down and force her mouth open to get a brush on those chompers.  Like that wouldn't traumatize her.

So, besides the problem that I'm going to have to let her teeth rot out and buy her dentures at the age of 2, we have also encountered a new and disturbing phenomenon.

Paisley also hates bedtime.  I mentioned that she's a bit hard-headed and strong-willed.  Well, she reserves 90% of this for bedtime.   We've tried bedtime routines, rocking, schedules, reading, baths, etc. to no avail.  Most of the time, we have to just let her cry for a couple of minutes in her crib until she surrenders and goes to sleep.  Keep in mind that this usually happens about 11 p.m.

And now she has found a new way to delay bedtime: she makes herself vomit.  And somehow does it like she's a sprinkler system so as to hit everything within a 4 foot radius of her.  Oh, and it always gets in my hair which I wash at night before this occurs.   I thought it was accidental at first, but I've actually seen the look of intent in her eyes.  She means to do it.

In summary, bedtime sucks.  Tooth brushing sucks.  And to everyone who thinks that adding a 2nd child means that things get so much harder, you should try to care for this child for one day.  I haven't had free time in 18-months.  This house is always chaotic.  And my baby is a bundle of craziness.  So, bring on another!!!