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!

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Things I Adore about Paisley

I was thinking this morning while snuggling with my sweet pea in bed about all of the little things that I never want to forget about her.  You know, the things that are what make her unique.

  • The way she entertwines her fingers through my hair for relaxation.  She loves to hold my hair when it's time to sleep or drink her milk.
  • How she always says "ho-ho-ho" like Santa when she puts something on her head.  She'll call it a "hat", but often it's a bucket, pair of pants, or some other odd object lying around.
  • When she covers her face with a towel or large hat so that she's unable to see as she walks around running into things.  This makes her giggle like crazy.
  • The concern she has when a shoe falls off of her.  She'll wake up from fast asleep if her shoe gets knocked off and start saying "shoe" in a really concerned voice.
  • Her absolute conviction about how things should be done.  This is not a child who will ever get picked on or pushed around by anyone.  Peer pressure should not be a problem!
  • When you tell her it's time to go, and she marches toward the front door saying "hut-two, hut-two".
  • The way she loves animals.  She'll never give us kisses but she's always got plenty for the cats and dogs.
  • When she gets a piece of lettuce from the fridge and immediately starts looking for her "dada" so she can feed her turtles.  I adore the way she says turtles.  She also loves to feed the fish!
  • Her orneriness.  She knows when she's being feisty and she'll laugh hysterically about it.
  • If she can't see her dad or myself, she'll say "mama" or "dada" in a very concerned tone and then throw her hands up and say "uh-oh".  She recently added "ohhhh noooo" to this.
  • The child's fascination with Bubble Guppies.  Thank you Nickelodeon.  We owe you our lives.
  • When she hands you her sippy cup after she's done with it, she always says either "here go" or "thank you".  Super cute in her adorable little baby voice.
  • The fact that she calls her Grandma (my mom) "doo-doo".  No one ever even says doo-doo to her, much less encouraged her to nickname her Grandma that.  But I love it!

Friday, February 24, 2012

OB visit

I had yet another very uneventful OB visit today with the exception of a 15 minute chase to find Deuce's heartbeat.  This didn't worry me at all because I always have to search all over my belly to find this little swimmer with my doppler.  In fact, this baby has been moving ALL over every ultrasound we've had. 

Which is totally opposite of Paisley who was always still and I'd have to drink OJ to get her to move enough for the daily movement count at the end of pregnancy.  And we'd get hooked up to the NST every OB visit.  Yet she's never stopped moving since she entered this world.

So, does that mean that this baby will wear itself out in utero and be super good in the outside world?!?  One can always hope...

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Home Sweet Home

We had a great trip to Vegas as usual and are absolutely exhausted now.  Even Miss Paisley slept all the way home on the flight and still didn't wake up until we got to our car.  We went to several shows, shopped, ate lots of really unhealthy food, and walked a million miles. 

Now, on the bad side of things...   Paisley started running a fever on Day 3 of our trip first thing that morning.  Mom and I walked to the nearby CVS to get ibuprofen which I neglectfully forgot this time when I actually needed some.  She started acting pretty lethargic and out-of-it on the trip back to the hotel.  By the time we got back into the casino, she was looking really sick and I was getting pretty worried.

We get up to the room and as I'm struggling to open the new thermometer I bought so I can check her temperature (also forgot to pack it), I glance over at her where my mom is holding her on the other bed.  Her lips are completely blue and she's as pale as a ghost.  At this point, I'm in a panic and have never felt so afraid in my entire life.

Note:  when in a hotel room, you can't just dial 911.  Ours required that you dial 6 first.  Like I'm going to take the time to look that up in an emergency.  Oh, it must be 6911.  Of course. 

She then starts having a seizure, which further exacerbates my absolute terror.  My mom and I grab my cell phone which I'm dialing 911 on and rush to the elevator with my limp baby.

The paramedics met me at the front quickly and loaded Paisley and myself onto a stretcher.  By this time, she has stopped seizing (only lasted about 30-45 seconds) and is pinking back up.  She laid lifeless on my stomach all the way to the hospital which was not that close.

By the time we got there, she was started to perk back up and become more alert again.  Her fever was only 102 when taken by EMSA and the hospital staff which is crazy since it caused a seizure.  Apparently I missed the day in PA school when we learned that a febrile seizure is caused by a sudden rise (or even drop) in temperature and not the actual value. 

We agreed that IV fluids and bloodwork weren't necessary after ruling out other sources of infection.  She continued to run a fever throughout our trip, including this morning and we still don't really know why.  She acts great though when it's gone which it usually is.  When it spikes back up though, she gets a little sleepy. 

It was the worst sight of my entire life and I pray that she'll never have another seizure.  Just having one doesn't raise her risk of epilepsy by much at all and childhood seizures are fairly common.  But knowing all of that doesn't matter much at all when your baby has one!

Friday, February 17, 2012

All Packed

Our plane leaves at 7:50 in the morning which means we have to get up freaky-butt early to make it to the airport, park, check-in, etc.  Luckily we only live 15 minutes from the airport and it's a direct flight!

Tonight I finished packing and I noticed something very interesting has happened.  Paisley has taken over.  She and I share a suitcase and gradually, my stuff is becoming less present.  My carry-on has really been hijacked.  It used to consist of a neck pillow, light blanket, book or magazine, and lip gloss. 

Now, it has diapers, wipes, snacks of various varieties, and toys.  It's also now an adorable paisley-print (of course) rolling suitcase with her name on it.  And then there is a tiny pocket in the front where I shove our passports, boarding documents, hotel confirmation, etc.  Let's keep our priorities straight!

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Nothing a Little IV Fluids Can't Fix...

Illness struck again. 

Wednesday morning I woke up feeling a rumbling in my belly that just wasn't right.  I texted Aaron at work to see if he felt okay and he did.  So I got Paisley and I ready to head to the clinic, pausing about 20 times to sit on the toilet sure that something terrible was going to happen.  When it didn't, I went on in to work and did payroll for the girls. 

While writing their checks, I had to rush to the restroom where some nasty stuff went down.  From both ends.  Excessively.  I'm sure you get the picture.  I immediately felt weak and faint, but finished my payroll duties and headed home.  I left Paisley with Aaron because I was a little nervous to drive with her even though we only live 5 miles from the clinic.  Plus, I didn't know if I could lift her in and out of the car.

By the time I got home, I knew I should probably let my OB know so I texted her (remember we're actually friends).  She immediately called and told me to head to the clinic for IV fluids.  No point in arguing with this woman and I didn't really feel like I was well enough to put up a fight.  So my mom took me to their clinic for 2 liters of IV fluids and IV zofran.  I had several lovely rounds of vomiting while there, but eventually it stopped and I even ate some crackers.

4 hours later, I was sent home with orders to rest and eat a bland diet.  Last night, I still felt terrible but today I woke up much better.  The stomach cramps have stopped and I am eating okay today.  No more diarrhea or vomiting!!!  Which is great because our crew leaves for Vegas in 36 hours!!!

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Girl or Boy?

Aaron and I felt very committed to not finding out the gender with Paisley because we felt so blessed to be having a child that it just didn't matter whether it'd be wearing pink or blue.  And it was the best surprise ever!  Especially since everyone decided it was a boy (I carried her super low).  And to be very honest- I secretly wanted a girl BADLY.   My mom was divorced and I was an only child so we have always been extremely close.  I hope to have a relationship with my daughter like that.

I had always thought that we'd want the opposite the next time around and really suspected that we'd want to know in advance.  Which is why it's a bit crazy to me that I feel just as set on having another surprise. 

For one, I'm not a surprise person in any other situation.  I ruin gifts that I buy for others because I can't help but tell them in advance!  And the thought of a surprise party makes me nauseated.  But when it comes to something super important like my baby's gender, it feels like cheating to find out before birth.  I realize it makes no sense.

But what I also find interesting is that I keep assuming this baby is another girl.  Just feels like we're "girl" parents now.  And I've loved having a sweet liitle girl.  It's hard to imagine our lives with a boy.  But then again, boys have less accessories and drama...

Friday, February 10, 2012

Paisley Photo Shoot Time!


Loving a puppy at the clinic

She thinks her daddy has the best job in the world.  She loves to follow him in patient rooms with her stethoscope around her neck.  :)

Sure I can fit in this tiny bucket.  If I'm not wearing it as a hat...

She has a pair of sunglasses on her head.  Hard to tell in the picture.

This was my favorite picture from Christmas.  We had to blur Daddy out of it because he had a stupid expression!

Thursday, February 9, 2012

14 weeks: Hello Bump




I totally should have taken these pictures after I ate a TON of Mexican food last night, but I wisely did it beforehand.  My darling Baby Deuce has helped me gain 4 pounds so far.  Well, the baby may not have as much to do with it as the fact that I'm requiring about 4000 calories a day to survive right now.  Seriously.  I L-O-V-E the whole "you only need 300 extra calories a day" during pregnancy bologna.  Yea right.  I'm eating 3 large meals a day, plus 2 snacks.  Because I'm starving.  And considering I've only put on 4 pounds at 14 weeks, I think I must really need it.  Right?!?   I swear I wasn't like this the 1st time, but maybe I just don't remember!  :)

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

2nd trimester!!!

Baby Deuce and I are now in our 2nd trimester!!!  Which seems impossible considering how incredibly looooooong my 1st trimester seemed to last with Paisley.  It was like I could hear every single clock in the nearest 100 miles ticking second by second.  Days seemed to last 3 times as long as they do now.

Partly, this makes me happy because I'm calm and relaxed and just enjoying my pregnancy.  But then there is a huge part of me that adores being pregnant and I know this is the last time.  So, I don't want to rush it at all.   I look forward to the point when I can feel the baby move (which didn't happen until 22 weeks with P, so I may still have a while).

My NT scan went great last week and they called me today to tell me that my bloodwork was perfect.  I had to call them back to get exact numbers because I'm obsessive about these kind of things!  I go back at the end of the month for my 2nd set of bloodwork and then March 3rd for my anatomy scan!!!

I went into this pregnancy weighing slightly less than I did when I got pregnant with Paisley, but I've only gained 3 pounds in the 1st trimester which I'm thankful for.  I gained 34 with her and I'd love if I could be a little closer to the 25 mark when I have this one.  Bad thing is that I have August heat to contend with again which inevitably leads to August swelling....

We finally started weekly pregnancy photos last week so I'll post my new one once we take it today.  I had a TON of early bloating so I seemed to "show" a lot sooner but that seemed to disappear a week or two ago and now I'm looking similar to my last pregnancy at this point.   My PA workplace still doesn't know I'm pregnant, but I'm planning on telling them this week.  Even with my labcoat and scrubs on, it's going to become pretty obvious soon!