My friend Diego is 6 years old. I met him when he was two. I've seen him learn and grow into a sensitive, caring, sweet, kind, silly, generous boy. He's supposed to be starting first grade next week. However, on Thursday. he and his family got some horrible news: They discovered that Diego has cancer.
Today he will have an operation to remove the cancer, as well as one of his kidneys. But this is just the beginning of Diego's journey. He will have a long, hard road ahead of him. Diego needs all the prayers that he can get. I'd love it if you would pray for him, too. If you see a little boy with a silly grin, please think of Diego and say a prayer for him. I'd love for he and his family to feel the love, peace, and comfort of God during this difficult time.
Showing posts with label sick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sick. Show all posts
Friday, July 12, 2013
Friday, May 3, 2013
Terrible, awful stomach cramps. I am afraid to leave the couch.
All I've eaten today is water and oatmeal, so I know it's not from something I ate.
And it's not a certain time of the month, either.
I've been feeling generally crummy for a few weeks, but can't figure out why.
I know my thyroid levels are low again. Waiting on more blood-work later this month.
On a positive note, I did get in a good 30+ minutes of Bible devotions this morning before the kids woke up. And Hannah is doing all of her schoolwork today without complaining :) Yesterday she was in an awful mood and had a very poor attitude, so I'm glad today is better.
All I've eaten today is water and oatmeal, so I know it's not from something I ate.
And it's not a certain time of the month, either.
I've been feeling generally crummy for a few weeks, but can't figure out why.
I know my thyroid levels are low again. Waiting on more blood-work later this month.
On a positive note, I did get in a good 30+ minutes of Bible devotions this morning before the kids woke up. And Hannah is doing all of her schoolwork today without complaining :) Yesterday she was in an awful mood and had a very poor attitude, so I'm glad today is better.
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Sick / Homeschool giveaway
I have been battling a nasty version of the flu this weekend. Yesterday afternoon, I was so weak and dehydrated that I actually fainted. I'd been sitting on the porch, watching the kids run around in the front yard, waiting for a friend to take them to the playground. Just sitting there in the sunshine was all I could manage to do at that point. I waved goodbye to the kids, stood up to go inside, and just collapsed.
It was really only for a few moments, but I was really disoriented. I am SO THANKFUL that my friend Emily was there to help me get back into the house, thankful that I didn't get hurt when I fell down on the wooden deck, and thankful that my kids didn't see this little episode.
Thank the Lord for close friends who can help out in my time of need!!!
Another mom-blogger homeschooling friend of mine is running two different giveaways here: http://gracefilledhomeschooling.blogspot.com/search/label/giveaway One is for Draw and Write through History, the other is from Draw Write Now. Go enter quickly, they end at midnight tonight!
It was really only for a few moments, but I was really disoriented. I am SO THANKFUL that my friend Emily was there to help me get back into the house, thankful that I didn't get hurt when I fell down on the wooden deck, and thankful that my kids didn't see this little episode.
Thank the Lord for close friends who can help out in my time of need!!!
Another mom-blogger homeschooling friend of mine is running two different giveaways here: http://gracefilledhomeschooling.blogspot.com/search/label/giveaway One is for Draw and Write through History, the other is from Draw Write Now. Go enter quickly, they end at midnight tonight!
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Crochet, our new favorite hobby. Free pattern included!
My oldest is sick, so we are spending a lazy Saturday at home in our
pj's, watching movies and playing board games - which is a rare treat
for my kids.
Around Christmastime, the 8yo and I began to teach ourselves how to crochet. At first we watched youtube videos to figure out what we were doing. Then we graduated to borrowing crochet books from the library. Now we are finding new patterns online. In February, I found my newest favorite crochet website, www.ravelry.com They have so many good resources, patterns, and fun ideas there!
It is still somewhat difficult for the 8yo to read and understand patterns, so most of the time when she wants to make something, I still have to preview and decipher it for her. I made up this simple six-petal flower pattern because I had a hard time finding a flower pattern that doesn't include the triple crochet stitch - something that is still difficult for her.
So here it is:
Simple six-petal flower pattern
Row 1. Chain 6. ss to join in ring. (6 stitches total)
Row 2. 2sc in ea st. (12 total)
Row 3. (2sc, 3dc) rep. 6x. ss.
Row 4. (sc, ch4, sk 4, sc) rep. 6x. ss to join.
Congrats, you've made a flower!
You can use any hook size and any yarn.
Experimenting with shape, size, and fabric is half the fun! Enjoy :)
Around Christmastime, the 8yo and I began to teach ourselves how to crochet. At first we watched youtube videos to figure out what we were doing. Then we graduated to borrowing crochet books from the library. Now we are finding new patterns online. In February, I found my newest favorite crochet website, www.ravelry.com They have so many good resources, patterns, and fun ideas there!
It is still somewhat difficult for the 8yo to read and understand patterns, so most of the time when she wants to make something, I still have to preview and decipher it for her. I made up this simple six-petal flower pattern because I had a hard time finding a flower pattern that doesn't include the triple crochet stitch - something that is still difficult for her.
So here it is:
Simple six-petal flower pattern
Row 1. Chain 6. ss to join in ring. (6 stitches total)
Row 2. 2sc in ea st. (12 total)
Row 3. (2sc, 3dc) rep. 6x. ss.
Row 4. (sc, ch4, sk 4, sc) rep. 6x. ss to join.
Congrats, you've made a flower!
You can use any hook size and any yarn.
Experimenting with shape, size, and fabric is half the fun! Enjoy :)
Thursday, July 19, 2012
My Day: 8 hours, 4 kids, and 4 medical offices
Summary of my day: Spent eight hours with four children going back and forth between 3 medical offices (one being the dentist) and the local hospital. From 9:30am-5:30pm we were out allllll day long trying to figure out why Noah is always sick and not gaining weight.
At this point I am suspecting either gluten intolerance (could be as severe as celiac disease, not sure) or a digestive issue, something wrong with his GI tract. We'll have the lab results back in about 3 business days (maybe Monday). I am dreading getting the medical bills.... oh my goodness how I hate medical bills. But that's out of my hands.
All day long I kept telling myself that God is in control. He is always with me, even when I'm barely holding it together.... I really clung to that promise today. And I -felt- Him there with me, in the waiting rooms, in the moments when I was about to snap at the older kids, when they were getting too loud and jumping around, just trying to have fun despite the circumstances... And when I had to hold Noah down on a gurney and watch him get pricked so many times that I lost count - that isn't easy for a mommy. But I did it, because I had to. By the grace of God, I did. And the poor little guy is such a trooper. He didn't cry or flinch at all while they were poking and prodding. He only whined once, when they pricked two of his fingers for the very last blood test.
On the way out of the hospital, I stopped to show the kids the chapel room. First I peeked in to make sure no one else was in their praying or something. I told the girls and D that they could go in, look around, then come back out in one minute, but emphasized that they had to be -very quiet- in the chapel. Aliah asked why? My first thought was "because that's what you always do" but I thought about it for a second, and that's not the right answer. You should be quiet not only because it is respectful, but more importantly, because a place of prayer and worship should be a special, hallowed place that is entered with sincerity and reverence. So I tried to convey that to my preschool daughter. On the way home they sang "My God's Not Dead, He's Surely Alive!" at the top of their lungs.
Thank you God, for these children, who are such blessings to me.
At this point I am suspecting either gluten intolerance (could be as severe as celiac disease, not sure) or a digestive issue, something wrong with his GI tract. We'll have the lab results back in about 3 business days (maybe Monday). I am dreading getting the medical bills.... oh my goodness how I hate medical bills. But that's out of my hands.
All day long I kept telling myself that God is in control. He is always with me, even when I'm barely holding it together.... I really clung to that promise today. And I -felt- Him there with me, in the waiting rooms, in the moments when I was about to snap at the older kids, when they were getting too loud and jumping around, just trying to have fun despite the circumstances... And when I had to hold Noah down on a gurney and watch him get pricked so many times that I lost count - that isn't easy for a mommy. But I did it, because I had to. By the grace of God, I did. And the poor little guy is such a trooper. He didn't cry or flinch at all while they were poking and prodding. He only whined once, when they pricked two of his fingers for the very last blood test.
On the way out of the hospital, I stopped to show the kids the chapel room. First I peeked in to make sure no one else was in their praying or something. I told the girls and D that they could go in, look around, then come back out in one minute, but emphasized that they had to be -very quiet- in the chapel. Aliah asked why? My first thought was "because that's what you always do" but I thought about it for a second, and that's not the right answer. You should be quiet not only because it is respectful, but more importantly, because a place of prayer and worship should be a special, hallowed place that is entered with sincerity and reverence. So I tried to convey that to my preschool daughter. On the way home they sang "My God's Not Dead, He's Surely Alive!" at the top of their lungs.
Thank you God, for these children, who are such blessings to me.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Sick and sad.
Mike told me about this news story early this morning when he got home from work. He fortunately did not have to respond to it, but he said when the call came in last night, he couldnt sleep at all after that. I dont blame him. I have been thinking about that family all day. The oldest child was the one who got away and was able to call for help and get the neighbor, a nurse, to come to the house. This particular neighborhood is only a few miles from us, and I know several families who live there. It is really disturbing.
I cannot fathom how a parent could kill their child with their own bare hands.
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In other news, I am still sick with a bad cold that has turned into a hacking cough and isnt getting better. This has been going on for 5 days now. Ive been to 2 different doctors this week and theyve both told me its just a virus, there's nothing they can do for me. There's not much medication I can take while pregnant.
I cannot fathom how a parent could kill their child with their own bare hands.
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In other news, I am still sick with a bad cold that has turned into a hacking cough and isnt getting better. This has been going on for 5 days now. Ive been to 2 different doctors this week and theyve both told me its just a virus, there's nothing they can do for me. There's not much medication I can take while pregnant.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
I don't feel well today. I am tired and sore and achey all over, from my head to my feet. I got ten hours of sleep last night and Im still exhausted. With two demanding kids and Mike working the night shift this week, it doesn't look like I will be getting a break anytime soon.
Pray that I get through this day without taking it out on Aliah, or especially Hannah!
Bonus: I am babysitting for a friend tonight until 10pm.
Pray that I get through this day without taking it out on Aliah, or especially Hannah!
Bonus: I am babysitting for a friend tonight until 10pm.
Monday, February 1, 2010
A year ago...
One year ago, on February 1 2009, I was sitting in an intensive care unit, sick with fear and worry. It was a parent's worst nightmare, and it was real to us: my month-old baby had stopped breathing. She had a severe case of RSV (presumably passed to her by her big sister) and spent seven very long days and nights on a respirator. I spent that time crying and pleading with God, isolated from the rest of the world, and most importantly, the rest of my family (oh, how I missed them!).
It was a whole different world in there. We had to wear sterile yellow hospital scrubs, pink latex-free gloves, and itchy blue surgical masks just to be within breathing distance of her ICU room. I pumped "liquid gold" breastmilk for ten days, and hated every minute of it. It was all so cold and clinical and impersonal. The PICU was a place where young children died. Mike couldn't stand to be there for too long at a time - he sees so much trauma and death in his job as a paramedic, and this hit him far, far too close to home.
Many, many prayers were heard and answered that week. And miraculously, she lived through it, by the grace of God (how appropriate, that her middle name is Grace). Finally, ten days after her heart and breathing stopped in the ER triage room, she was released to come home.
Now, our little miracle baby is 13 months old and could not be healthier.
I am so thankful that God has given us two precious daughters to care for and love.
It was a whole different world in there. We had to wear sterile yellow hospital scrubs, pink latex-free gloves, and itchy blue surgical masks just to be within breathing distance of her ICU room. I pumped "liquid gold" breastmilk for ten days, and hated every minute of it. It was all so cold and clinical and impersonal. The PICU was a place where young children died. Mike couldn't stand to be there for too long at a time - he sees so much trauma and death in his job as a paramedic, and this hit him far, far too close to home.
Many, many prayers were heard and answered that week. And miraculously, she lived through it, by the grace of God (how appropriate, that her middle name is Grace). Finally, ten days after her heart and breathing stopped in the ER triage room, she was released to come home.
Now, our little miracle baby is 13 months old and could not be healthier.
I am so thankful that God has given us two precious daughters to care for and love.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Learning to Walk
Today was Mike's birthday.
Since we and everyone else in NC was snowed in, we had a very quiet day at home. (We even had "church at home"!) It would have been very nice and relaxing if I was not sick with the flu and some kind of respiratory/sinus infection. Tylenol pm is helping with the head-cold part, but not helping me sleep or keeping me from constantly coughing and sneezing.
Moving on...
In the past 4 weeks, Aliah has gone from tentatively taking her first steps in January 6th to full-time, full-force, real, life-like walking. In the past 4-5 days she has begun practically running around the house, trying to keep pace with Hannah. It is still half-surprising to see Aliah walking down the hallway with her head held high, with a doll or toy in each hand - sometimes I half-expect her to be crawling still, or just rolling around on the floor as she used to, like an infant. It astounds me how quickly children learn and grow. I want them to stay little girls forever, but I know that like us adults, they will continue to learn and grow and get older with each passing day.
Since we and everyone else in NC was snowed in, we had a very quiet day at home. (We even had "church at home"!) It would have been very nice and relaxing if I was not sick with the flu and some kind of respiratory/sinus infection. Tylenol pm is helping with the head-cold part, but not helping me sleep or keeping me from constantly coughing and sneezing.
Moving on...
In the past 4 weeks, Aliah has gone from tentatively taking her first steps in January 6th to full-time, full-force, real, life-like walking. In the past 4-5 days she has begun practically running around the house, trying to keep pace with Hannah. It is still half-surprising to see Aliah walking down the hallway with her head held high, with a doll or toy in each hand - sometimes I half-expect her to be crawling still, or just rolling around on the floor as she used to, like an infant. It astounds me how quickly children learn and grow. I want them to stay little girls forever, but I know that like us adults, they will continue to learn and grow and get older with each passing day.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Nine months.
Aliah's nine-month-old check-up was yesterday. Here is what happened:
The nurse weighed and measured her, and... I was surprised to find out that she hadn't gained any weight since June! Well, maybe a few ounces, but not 2 or 3 pounds, as I had originally assumed. So, Mike was correct when he referred to Aliah as being 18 pounds - because she still is!
Her official stats are 18 lbs 13 oz, and 28 1/4 inches long.
So, all the nurses made a big deal about how she's dropped on the weight charts (went from 98% to 50%ish), and the doctor joked with me about it.... then quizzed me about Aliah's eating habits and "strongly suggested" that I add more protein to her diet. I had already started feeding her egg yolks last week, and had planned on giving her cheese/yogurt really soon. But seriously, if you have ever seen this child eat, you know that she is definitely not malnourished. Even if you've only seen her in pictures, it is obviously that her cheeks really couldn't get much bigger. But apparently her doctor thinks that she isn't taking in enough calories. How ironic is that?!
Because of this, Mike went out and bought 12 different kinds of jars of baby food. I am not exaggerating! ((Now please don't get me wrong, I have NO PROBLEM with jarred baby food... it is extremely convenient and fairly healthy. However, it is much more expensive than homemade baby food, which is what I've been doing lately, in the interest of saving time and money.)) However, knowing that we need to up the protein content in her foods, he bought all meat-flavored varieties of baby food. (Do you know how nasty they smell? I can't imagine that they taste much better than they smell.)
For those who might not know, I am a vegetarian. I have not eaten any meat since I was about 12 years old. Hannah does eat meat, but only because she chooses it (and no thanks to her mother, because I don't even cook it). Don't get me wrong, I have no problem with anyone who eats meat, I just don't do it myself. Suddenly though, the idea of feeding it to my infant is less-than-appealing. Seeing those jarred meat labels just totally grossed me out.
So, as it stands now, I AM adding dairy and protein to Aliah's diet, but only dairy products, not meat. Not yet. Maybe one of these days when she is home with Daddy, he'll resort to the jarred beef and vegetable dinner.... but I just can't stomach it.
Enough of that. I know my baby is healthy, regardless of what any doctors or nurses say.
In other news, Hannah's best friend and family are sick with the swine flu.
We are staying far, far away from them this week!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
This afternoon, our driveway looked like a used-car junkyard.
Our MOPS meeting tonight went really well. There were five moms who showed up tonight. I am hoping for more moms to come in the future, but right now I am really happy with our little group. I also recently joined a Bible study that meets on Wednesday mornings. Our first real meeting is tomorrow - I'm hoping to learn and grow there as well.
I am afraid that Aliah is coming down with something. She has been vomiting/spitting up all of her milk, and she has had 3 diarrhea-like diapers today (although it might have been because of the avocado that she ate for dinner last night?). No fever right now, but we'll be keeping a close eye on her.
Mike spent 10 or 12 hours trying to fix our vehicles today. It took him quite awhile to figure out exactly how to change the brakes on the minivan. For awhile this afternoon, our driveway looked like a used-car junkyard. But he ultimately did a great job. Then he had to replace the starter and the battery in his old Chevy Lumina (which probably isn't worth more than $300, but he loves that broken old car!). Too bad we had to go into debt in order to make those much-needed repairs. All 3 vehicles need to be inspected really soon. And taxes paid, and registration fees.... oh, how I hate money!
It's only been 4 days since Mike last worked (10 more vacation days to go!), and already he is getting antsy and impatient being at home. Only two more days until we get another paycheck... I think we'll make it. Because ---
GOD is providing for all of our needs!
I am afraid that Aliah is coming down with something. She has been vomiting/spitting up all of her milk, and she has had 3 diarrhea-like diapers today (although it might have been because of the avocado that she ate for dinner last night?). No fever right now, but we'll be keeping a close eye on her.
Mike spent 10 or 12 hours trying to fix our vehicles today. It took him quite awhile to figure out exactly how to change the brakes on the minivan. For awhile this afternoon, our driveway looked like a used-car junkyard. But he ultimately did a great job. Then he had to replace the starter and the battery in his old Chevy Lumina (which probably isn't worth more than $300, but he loves that broken old car!). Too bad we had to go into debt in order to make those much-needed repairs. All 3 vehicles need to be inspected really soon. And taxes paid, and registration fees.... oh, how I hate money!
It's only been 4 days since Mike last worked (10 more vacation days to go!), and already he is getting antsy and impatient being at home. Only two more days until we get another paycheck... I think we'll make it. Because ---
GOD is providing for all of our needs!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Depressed.
I have PPD again. I am not surprised. ((Actually, I thought it would have kicked in sooner, like in February, when Aliah was so sick.)) But I am kind of worried, wondering how we will afford to get me the help I need.
Anyway, as of Monday, I am back on Zoloft again. I am so tired of putting on a happy face and trying to act like Im fine, because Im not. I am frustrated and fed-up and feeling guilty about every little thing I do. And I can't keep taking it out on the people closest to me. It is not fair to my family and it is not fair to myself.
Yesterday was terrible. We were scheduled to do nothing, but by lunchtime I had a houseful of FIVE kids! It was a really really really long day. We didnt get home from babysitting drop-off until 5:45, then I had to lead MOPS at 6:30 - and only one other person showed up. Bust.
To top it off, Hannah now has a really awful case of diarhea. Poor girl! I feel terrible for her and Mike is really paraniod that she will get Aliah sick again. Do you know how impossible it is to keep two children away from each other when you only live in a 1100-square-foot house?
Anyway, as of Monday, I am back on Zoloft again. I am so tired of putting on a happy face and trying to act like Im fine, because Im not. I am frustrated and fed-up and feeling guilty about every little thing I do. And I can't keep taking it out on the people closest to me. It is not fair to my family and it is not fair to myself.
Yesterday was terrible. We were scheduled to do nothing, but by lunchtime I had a houseful of FIVE kids! It was a really really really long day. We didnt get home from babysitting drop-off until 5:45, then I had to lead MOPS at 6:30 - and only one other person showed up. Bust.
To top it off, Hannah now has a really awful case of diarhea. Poor girl! I feel terrible for her and Mike is really paraniod that she will get Aliah sick again. Do you know how impossible it is to keep two children away from each other when you only live in a 1100-square-foot house?
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Poor baby
It's my birthday today. Not such a happy one.
Aliah is having some issues this morning.
Her core temp. went down to 95 degrees and stayed there for a few hours, so she is now under a big warming lamp. Her bp has been kind of erractic, and she didnt pee at all while I was sleeping from 1-5am.
They are also concerned that her iron levels are low and continuing to drop. (This is mostly my fault, since I'm an anemic vegetarian.) They said the usual course of action to fix it is... a blood transfusion. This seems a bit extreme to me, as a first course of action, but then again, what do I know?
My main concern right now is pumping enough milk to feed this kid. I am worried that I might not have enough supply for her. Right now she is getting about 3 oz every three hours. At home, I had no problem pumping out this much, but as it is, I am struggling. Maybe the stress is getting to me?
One good thing: she's still gaining weight! When we were admitted she was 4.78 kgs and now she is just over 5 kgs (sorry, I dont do metric conversions in my head).
Aliah is having some issues this morning.
Her core temp. went down to 95 degrees and stayed there for a few hours, so she is now under a big warming lamp. Her bp has been kind of erractic, and she didnt pee at all while I was sleeping from 1-5am.
They are also concerned that her iron levels are low and continuing to drop. (This is mostly my fault, since I'm an anemic vegetarian.) They said the usual course of action to fix it is... a blood transfusion. This seems a bit extreme to me, as a first course of action, but then again, what do I know?
My main concern right now is pumping enough milk to feed this kid. I am worried that I might not have enough supply for her. Right now she is getting about 3 oz every three hours. At home, I had no problem pumping out this much, but as it is, I am struggling. Maybe the stress is getting to me?
One good thing: she's still gaining weight! When we were admitted she was 4.78 kgs and now she is just over 5 kgs (sorry, I dont do metric conversions in my head).
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Pray for Aliah!
For those that dont know, Aliah is in intensive care. She stopped breathing on Sunday. It was a parents worst nightmare.
She has been diagnosed with RSV. Right now she is stable.
It has been the worst 48 hours of our lives.
Update for today: Mike is at home with strep throat! This means he cannot come to the hospital until he has been on antibiotics for at least 48 hours.
This morning, Aliah's chest x-rays were the same, not any better than yesterday. Last night around midnight she was very alert. But then she got a little too feisty and pulled out her breathing tube. Her feeding tube came out with it! It was a scary moment. I was right there holding her head while the nurse fixed her airway. We got her stabilized again, but because of that, she will continue to be sedated for the rest of the day. She still is not strong enough to breath on her own.
Poor baby.
Thank you so much for your prayers.
She has been diagnosed with RSV. Right now she is stable.
It has been the worst 48 hours of our lives.
Update for today: Mike is at home with strep throat! This means he cannot come to the hospital until he has been on antibiotics for at least 48 hours.
This morning, Aliah's chest x-rays were the same, not any better than yesterday. Last night around midnight she was very alert. But then she got a little too feisty and pulled out her breathing tube. Her feeding tube came out with it! It was a scary moment. I was right there holding her head while the nurse fixed her airway. We got her stabilized again, but because of that, she will continue to be sedated for the rest of the day. She still is not strong enough to breath on her own.
Poor baby.
Thank you so much for your prayers.
Monday, January 5, 2009
Sick mommies don't get days off.
I have mastitis. Yesterday my temp was 102. Fortunately I got an antibiotic last night, but it hasn't kicked in yet.
For those that don't know, mastitis feels a lot like having the flu: aches, pains, nausea, sore throat, fever, chills, sweating, ect. But instead of vomiting, it feels like your breasts are rocks on fire. And everytime anything touches them, you want to scream. While nursing, it feels like someone is poking needles into your chest everytime the baby sucks. Not so pleasant. I did a whole lot of praying last night!
To add to that, Aliah stayed up until FOUR OCLOCK in the morning, and she wants to eat every hour or hour and a half. I know that sometimes babies go through a growth spurt at one week old, but really, I am TIRED! Give me a break!
I think we all need more sleep. Hannah wakes up every morning and says "Mommy, I'm tired, I didnt get enough sleep." Maybe two years of not taking naps is finally catching up to her?
Hannah is doing pretty well adjusting to everything. This afternoon she took her baby sister for a walk around the neighborhood. We said hello to some neighbors. They were excited to meet Aliah.
Mike needed a "day off", some time to himself, so he is watching a movie at the theater. I sent him out with a list of groceries too. Hopefully he gets back before dinnertime so that the rest of us don't go insane here at home! I'm running out of ways to entertain Hannah - thank goodness that she is perfectly content playing with puzzles and books and baby dolls. Actually, she probably thinks that Aliah is just a big baby doll too.
Funny moment: Hannah has a new nickname for the baby, She calls Aliah "CHUBBY BISCUIT"! I asked her what that meant, and she said "You know Mom, it's a kind of food, like a sandwich." Funny, silly girl!
For those that don't know, mastitis feels a lot like having the flu: aches, pains, nausea, sore throat, fever, chills, sweating, ect. But instead of vomiting, it feels like your breasts are rocks on fire. And everytime anything touches them, you want to scream. While nursing, it feels like someone is poking needles into your chest everytime the baby sucks. Not so pleasant. I did a whole lot of praying last night!
To add to that, Aliah stayed up until FOUR OCLOCK in the morning, and she wants to eat every hour or hour and a half. I know that sometimes babies go through a growth spurt at one week old, but really, I am TIRED! Give me a break!
I think we all need more sleep. Hannah wakes up every morning and says "Mommy, I'm tired, I didnt get enough sleep." Maybe two years of not taking naps is finally catching up to her?
Hannah is doing pretty well adjusting to everything. This afternoon she took her baby sister for a walk around the neighborhood. We said hello to some neighbors. They were excited to meet Aliah.
Mike needed a "day off", some time to himself, so he is watching a movie at the theater. I sent him out with a list of groceries too. Hopefully he gets back before dinnertime so that the rest of us don't go insane here at home! I'm running out of ways to entertain Hannah - thank goodness that she is perfectly content playing with puzzles and books and baby dolls. Actually, she probably thinks that Aliah is just a big baby doll too.
Funny moment: Hannah has a new nickname for the baby, She calls Aliah "CHUBBY BISCUIT"! I asked her what that meant, and she said "You know Mom, it's a kind of food, like a sandwich." Funny, silly girl!
Monday, September 15, 2008
Hannah is sick
Mom was visiting is this weekend. She drove home yesterday. When she arrived back in Maryland, there were over 30 people at her house for dinner, for my father's birthday!
My dad has drastically changed his diet and has stopped drinking alcohol altogether. I'm really impressed with the changes he's made. He really wants to stay healthy for a long time to come.
Hannah has been congested and coughing a LOT. No fever, she just sounds horrible. Yesterday, cold medicine helped. But she woke up several times last night, having trouble breathing in her sleep. Now she's wheezing! This morning, I let her lay in bed until 10:30am (hey, I was tired too!).
I'm having trouble getting her a doctor's appointment; we might have to wait until tomorrow. That's what I get for procrastinating. I hope it's not pneumonia!
Mike started taking sleeping pills a few days ago, because he just can't sleep more than a few hours at a time. I feel so bad for him. His work schedule is really wearing him down. He worked 2 overtime shifts this weekend. He has already worked eight days in a row, and he won't get another day off until we leave for our beach trip on Saturday! I think these shift changes are really burning him out.
My dad has drastically changed his diet and has stopped drinking alcohol altogether. I'm really impressed with the changes he's made. He really wants to stay healthy for a long time to come.
Hannah has been congested and coughing a LOT. No fever, she just sounds horrible. Yesterday, cold medicine helped. But she woke up several times last night, having trouble breathing in her sleep. Now she's wheezing! This morning, I let her lay in bed until 10:30am (hey, I was tired too!).
I'm having trouble getting her a doctor's appointment; we might have to wait until tomorrow. That's what I get for procrastinating. I hope it's not pneumonia!
Mike started taking sleeping pills a few days ago, because he just can't sleep more than a few hours at a time. I feel so bad for him. His work schedule is really wearing him down. He worked 2 overtime shifts this weekend. He has already worked eight days in a row, and he won't get another day off until we leave for our beach trip on Saturday! I think these shift changes are really burning him out.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Sick Hannah. New Baby?
Last night Hannah's temperature was 102. It's gone up and down since then, but it's still hovering around 100. Poor girl! She didnt want to eat dinner last night. I really hope she doesn't have an infection :(
Hannah did something really sweet yesterday. We were talking about New Baby, and she said she wanted to give the baby her favorite stuffed animal! But I told her it would be better if we got a new, different animal for the baby, so that she could keep her favorite bear. So, one day we will have a special shopping trip, just me and her, to make a Build-A-Bear and get some other gifts that she will give to New Baby when s/he is born.
I could be wrong, but I've been having dreams and feelings and premonitions that this New Baby will be a boy. The ultrasound is in 2 weeks and everyone is BUGGING me to find out the gender, even though we've already decided not to! I'm holding out until December.
Hannah did something really sweet yesterday. We were talking about New Baby, and she said she wanted to give the baby her favorite stuffed animal! But I told her it would be better if we got a new, different animal for the baby, so that she could keep her favorite bear. So, one day we will have a special shopping trip, just me and her, to make a Build-A-Bear and get some other gifts that she will give to New Baby when s/he is born.
I could be wrong, but I've been having dreams and feelings and premonitions that this New Baby will be a boy. The ultrasound is in 2 weeks and everyone is BUGGING me to find out the gender, even though we've already decided not to! I'm holding out until December.
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