Okay so it's 1:30 am and I can't sleep because I'm worried sick about my daughter. She has been sick the last couple of days and she is not eating well. She is sleeping ok, but not great. I think that she is having a hard time calming down because she is in pain. I know I might be freaking out, but I can't really tell because Phoebe is my first baby and I really don't know what to expect. I feel so badly for her. I just want her to be better and healthy. She is not running a fever or wheezing yet and I'm monitoring her closely and I'm taking her temp like once a day. I know I'm a freak.
Anyways...I decided to blog about my cravings to stop being overly worried about Pheebs, and also to help me cope with the craving. So today I have craved a Domino's pizza, and an ice cream sundae, which made me crave Cold Stone.
Ok the same infomercial is on channel 2 and 4. Lame.
So back to the cravings...I really want some diet Coke. Here is what I think about diet Coke. I am not addicted to it, I just like the feeling of holding a can in my hand. I am thinking about replacing it with light minute maid lemonade that comes in a can, for the sake of my diet. Plus all that carbon and caffeine is not good for me anyways. Mmmmm...today I also craved brownies and chocolate chip cookies when I saw them on my TV show....with a tall glass of milk. YUM!
Well, I guess I should try that sleeping thing now!
GOODNIGHT EVERYBODY!
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
20 in 8
Ok so I have decided that it's time to get serious about losing some weight. I decided to set a goal for myself and blog about my weight loss to hold myself more responsible, and stay motivated. So the goal is to lose 20 lbs in 8 weeks...let's just say that's where I'm starting. So if my blog gets really boring because I talk about everything I ate that day...I'm really sorry I will try to blog about better stuff too.
Current weight: 198.2
Current goal: 20 in 8
How am I gonna do it? I'm going to follow the Weight Watchers outline, but I'm not going to go to the meetings...and I also will be going to the gym 3 days a week at least to do an aerobics/weight training.
So wish me luck and keep me motivated and accountable!
Current weight: 198.2
Current goal: 20 in 8
How am I gonna do it? I'm going to follow the Weight Watchers outline, but I'm not going to go to the meetings...and I also will be going to the gym 3 days a week at least to do an aerobics/weight training.
So wish me luck and keep me motivated and accountable!
Friday, March 13, 2009
Sleeping Patterns
I read somewhere that infants sleeping patterns are very erratic for the first couple months of life. Phoebe fits perfectly into this category. When we first brought her home from the hospital, I couldn't sleep because every single sound that she made I had to get up and check to make sure she was ok, and then when she 
wasn't making any sound I had to go and check her just to make sure that she was breathing. So about the first two days, I didn't sleep at all because I was being a psycho. On some nights, Phoebe gets up every two hours to feed. Other nights, she sleeps an hour here and a few hours there. As of late, Phoebe fusses from about 8-9 o'clock to 12-1 o'clock, then she passes out until 3-4 am and wants to eat. I can usually get her to go back to sleep until about 6-7 am then she eats again. It takes her a little longer to calm down at this time, most of the time she will at least fall back asleep until 8 am. She is in and out of naps throughout the day, usually asleep from 1 pm to 4 pm for her long stretch.
Ok so you are reading this, and if you were me you would be saying "ok Justine, this is pretty boring. No one cares about your baby's sleeping habits." However, I do have a point. First
things first though. I have to say that I love my child so much. More than I ever thought I could love something or someone. Ok so the point: THIS SLEEPING PATTERN OR LACK THEREOF DRIVES ME INSANE!!! I guess that pretty much says it all.
wasn't making any sound I had to go and check her just to make sure that she was breathing. So about the first two days, I didn't sleep at all because I was being a psycho. On some nights, Phoebe gets up every two hours to feed. Other nights, she sleeps an hour here and a few hours there. As of late, Phoebe fusses from about 8-9 o'clock to 12-1 o'clock, then she passes out until 3-4 am and wants to eat. I can usually get her to go back to sleep until about 6-7 am then she eats again. It takes her a little longer to calm down at this time, most of the time she will at least fall back asleep until 8 am. She is in and out of naps throughout the day, usually asleep from 1 pm to 4 pm for her long stretch.Ok so you are reading this, and if you were me you would be saying "ok Justine, this is pretty boring. No one cares about your baby's sleeping habits." However, I do have a point. First
things first though. I have to say that I love my child so much. More than I ever thought I could love something or someone. Ok so the point: THIS SLEEPING PATTERN OR LACK THEREOF DRIVES ME INSANE!!! I guess that pretty much says it all.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Being a New Mom
Being a new mom is quite the experience!
I definently didn't understand how much time and energy it takes to take care of our little one. I mean... I knew that it was going to be hard, but I wasn't expecting it to be THIS hard. She needs constant attention, and most of the time she just wants comfort. Not because she needs feeding or changing. No she is like her momma and she just wants some love!
Ok the whole thing with changing diapers is funny. One of the first times that I changed her, she thought it would be funny to pee all over everything right while I was replacing the diaper. She also likes to soil her newly replaced diapers. I change the dirty ones and then seconds later...anyways. Also, I have changed so many diapers that it takes me only seconds. Mackenze on the other hand is very careful...that means that it takes him two minutes. He has to fold over the dirty parts of the wipes in perfect squares, use the hand sanitizer before and after, and I'm pretty sure he has some sort of phobia with the diaper genie. No...I take that back. I think he has a whole diaper-phobia. Same thing with the toilet. Is there a name for that??? Fecal Phobia? Waste Phobia?? Ok well I might be embellishing this a little. I'm very grateful that he at least changes them and helps me out. He is a great daddy. And Phoebe always settles down better with him than with me. I think that it's because he has so much more patience then I do. I give up too easily.
Here are some more pictures!
I definently didn't understand how much time and energy it takes to take care of our little one. I mean... I knew that it was going to be hard, but I wasn't expecting it to be THIS hard. She needs constant attention, and most of the time she just wants comfort. Not because she needs feeding or changing. No she is like her momma and she just wants some love!
Ok the whole thing with changing diapers is funny. One of the first times that I changed her, she thought it would be funny to pee all over everything right while I was replacing the diaper. She also likes to soil her newly replaced diapers. I change the dirty ones and then seconds later...anyways. Also, I have changed so many diapers that it takes me only seconds. Mackenze on the other hand is very careful...that means that it takes him two minutes. He has to fold over the dirty parts of the wipes in perfect squares, use the hand sanitizer before and after, and I'm pretty sure he has some sort of phobia with the diaper genie. No...I take that back. I think he has a whole diaper-phobia. Same thing with the toilet. Is there a name for that??? Fecal Phobia? Waste Phobia?? Ok well I might be embellishing this a little. I'm very grateful that he at least changes them and helps me out. He is a great daddy. And Phoebe always settles down better with him than with me. I think that it's because he has so much more patience then I do. I give up too easily.
Here are some more pictures!
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Labor and Delivery
I'm so happy!
It is so wonderful to be a new mother...ok well I can't say that it's completely wonderful...it does have it's ups and downs.
But it is so completely wonderful to not be pregnant anymore! Yes! No more sickness and no more heartburn!
So I guess I will start with the labor, in the words of Adrian Monk...here's what happened:
It was about 11:00 pm and I started getting the small contractions I was used to getting so I didn't think too much about it. It started to worry me when they had been going on for fifteen minutes so I started to time them and they got stronger and longer. At this time I still didn't think that the baby was coming, I thought that it was just another fake out. However, around 12:00 things started to really get going, and I started hurting pretty bad, and I let those pains go on for about another half hour until I couldn't take the pain anymore. Ok so where was Mack during all this you ask? He was in bed asleep of course, as anyone would be doing at this time of night! So I walk in our bedroom and I loudly tell Mack to get up and we are going to the hospital. He didn't freak out at all. He was really calm and collected, and was like ok let's do this. Which was a really great attitude to take because I was really out of it. By the time we were checking in with the lady at the desk I felt horrible.
Ok so we get all checked in, and the first thing I do when we get in the room is change into the gown and then they strapped me in. I was hooked to the wall for the next 11 hours. They put these belt type things on to monitor the contractions and the baby's heartbeat. Then they checked me and I was dilated to five centimeters. Then there was that whole IV thing. Ok so the nurse preps me by saying...oh it usually only takes me two tries at the most...two? Yeah ok! So they try twice in my left arm...and then she goes to get the other nurse because she didn't want to try again she said the two times was her limit. So the other nurse pokes me twice in my right arm...which again was unsuccessful. So anyways...the last try they finally get it in my left hand. I had never been hooked up to an IV before that I could remember, so it was a really weird sensation when the liquid started to flow into my hand. It hurt worse then when they poked me with that huge needle. In addition to the liquids they had me on, I had to have three doses of penicillin before the baby arrived because I tested positive for a type of strep. Alright, so by this time I'm really out of it and I really need some meds. As soon as the penicillin got going they were able to get the anaesthesiologist in there and give me the epidural. I was so scared of the epidural but not because I couldn't move while he administered it, but because I thought it was going to hurt A LOT! Turns out...that hurt less then IV poking spree. Then they gave me a catheter, which probably would have been a lot more interesting if I was able to feel below my waist. It was so wonderful after that because the pain was GONE! I wasn't able to sleep...but Mack was able to get a few winks. During the whole process, I was able drink juices and have as much water as I wanted. However, drinking juice is not the equivalent to eating solid food. So I got to about eight centimeters, and my labor all of the sudden stopped. They gave me some drugs to get things moving again. Then the nurse walked in and said...it's time to push. I felt like crying I was so happy. So we did about five pushes and they called the doctor. When the doctor came I only had to push a few more times, and my darling Phoebe was here! It was a really great feeling. All of the pressure was gone. Then they stuck her on my chest and I had a strange mixture of feelings. I had forgotten what babies look like when they come out of the womb. She was all covered in white slime, and all I could think was eww...that's kinda gross. However, at the same time I was really elated and relieved.
It was a little while before I got the feeling back in my legs. The first time I got up to go to the bathroom, the nurse was helping me and asked if I could walk and I really thought that I could but my right leg was not cooperating and I ended up on the floor. The nurse asked if I was ok. I said, Yeah I can't feel anything, and then I thought to myself...duh! That is why I fell over! The rest of my stay at the hospital was pretty great. I was able to get a little sleep, and we were able to get things in order, and bring our beautiful baby back home with us.
All in all the labor went really smooth, and I feel very grateful and blessed that there was no complications during the delivery, and our daughter was whole and healthy.
Phoebe is a normal baby. She sleeps all day and is awake a good part of the night. Thankfully I am able to get a little sleep during the day when she is sleeping. It's hard for me to get up during the night, I often fall asleep while feeding her. I wake up and she is sleeping on my chest her mouth still a little bit open. I hope that soon her days and nights will fix itself. I'm starting to get used to it.
We are so blessed to have this little one in our lives. She has brought us so much joy in the very short time that she has been here. Here are some pictures, enjoy!
It is so wonderful to be a new mother...ok well I can't say that it's completely wonderful...it does have it's ups and downs.
But it is so completely wonderful to not be pregnant anymore! Yes! No more sickness and no more heartburn!
So I guess I will start with the labor, in the words of Adrian Monk...here's what happened:
It was about 11:00 pm and I started getting the small contractions I was used to getting so I didn't think too much about it. It started to worry me when they had been going on for fifteen minutes so I started to time them and they got stronger and longer. At this time I still didn't think that the baby was coming, I thought that it was just another fake out. However, around 12:00 things started to really get going, and I started hurting pretty bad, and I let those pains go on for about another half hour until I couldn't take the pain anymore. Ok so where was Mack during all this you ask? He was in bed asleep of course, as anyone would be doing at this time of night! So I walk in our bedroom and I loudly tell Mack to get up and we are going to the hospital. He didn't freak out at all. He was really calm and collected, and was like ok let's do this. Which was a really great attitude to take because I was really out of it. By the time we were checking in with the lady at the desk I felt horrible.
Ok so we get all checked in, and the first thing I do when we get in the room is change into the gown and then they strapped me in. I was hooked to the wall for the next 11 hours. They put these belt type things on to monitor the contractions and the baby's heartbeat. Then they checked me and I was dilated to five centimeters. Then there was that whole IV thing. Ok so the nurse preps me by saying...oh it usually only takes me two tries at the most...two? Yeah ok! So they try twice in my left arm...and then she goes to get the other nurse because she didn't want to try again she said the two times was her limit. So the other nurse pokes me twice in my right arm...which again was unsuccessful. So anyways...the last try they finally get it in my left hand. I had never been hooked up to an IV before that I could remember, so it was a really weird sensation when the liquid started to flow into my hand. It hurt worse then when they poked me with that huge needle. In addition to the liquids they had me on, I had to have three doses of penicillin before the baby arrived because I tested positive for a type of strep. Alright, so by this time I'm really out of it and I really need some meds. As soon as the penicillin got going they were able to get the anaesthesiologist in there and give me the epidural. I was so scared of the epidural but not because I couldn't move while he administered it, but because I thought it was going to hurt A LOT! Turns out...that hurt less then IV poking spree. Then they gave me a catheter, which probably would have been a lot more interesting if I was able to feel below my waist. It was so wonderful after that because the pain was GONE! I wasn't able to sleep...but Mack was able to get a few winks. During the whole process, I was able drink juices and have as much water as I wanted. However, drinking juice is not the equivalent to eating solid food. So I got to about eight centimeters, and my labor all of the sudden stopped. They gave me some drugs to get things moving again. Then the nurse walked in and said...it's time to push. I felt like crying I was so happy. So we did about five pushes and they called the doctor. When the doctor came I only had to push a few more times, and my darling Phoebe was here! It was a really great feeling. All of the pressure was gone. Then they stuck her on my chest and I had a strange mixture of feelings. I had forgotten what babies look like when they come out of the womb. She was all covered in white slime, and all I could think was eww...that's kinda gross. However, at the same time I was really elated and relieved.
It was a little while before I got the feeling back in my legs. The first time I got up to go to the bathroom, the nurse was helping me and asked if I could walk and I really thought that I could but my right leg was not cooperating and I ended up on the floor. The nurse asked if I was ok. I said, Yeah I can't feel anything, and then I thought to myself...duh! That is why I fell over! The rest of my stay at the hospital was pretty great. I was able to get a little sleep, and we were able to get things in order, and bring our beautiful baby back home with us.
All in all the labor went really smooth, and I feel very grateful and blessed that there was no complications during the delivery, and our daughter was whole and healthy.
Phoebe is a normal baby. She sleeps all day and is awake a good part of the night. Thankfully I am able to get a little sleep during the day when she is sleeping. It's hard for me to get up during the night, I often fall asleep while feeding her. I wake up and she is sleeping on my chest her mouth still a little bit open. I hope that soon her days and nights will fix itself. I'm starting to get used to it.
We are so blessed to have this little one in our lives. She has brought us so much joy in the very short time that she has been here. Here are some pictures, enjoy!
Friday, February 20, 2009
She's Here!
Phoebe Samantha Harms arrived on Tuesday, February 17th, at 10:35 am. She weighed in at 7 lbs 13 oz, and measured 19.5 inches long.
Pictures will be up soon!
Pictures will be up soon!
Monday, February 9, 2009
OVERDUE!
I am now officially OVERDUE! If you check out the little baby ticker to the right, that is actually the number of days I'm over, not the number of days left to go. Hopefully our daughter will be joining us soon! I will have lots of pictures up once she is here. We can't wait!
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