Bucket List Update: Not a complete fail

It’s October. It’s the middle of October. Where did the summer go? My bucket list was a great idea but I should have known that it was going to be impossible to finish. I did get most of the kid stuff down but we never made it to one Royals game. I can’t decide if I’m just lazy or way too busy. I think that I have convinced myself that working a full-time job with a one and two-year old is just plain exhausting and that’s my excuse.
My friends with older children tell me it gets better but I believe they are full of it because they are consumed by soccer practice, volleyball games, and football banquets. A little much you think. I believe when I was in the elementary school we played one sport at a time and had practice on a Wednesday and the soccer game was saturday morning sometime between eight and eleven in the morning, and that was it. It is exhausting just thinking about it.
As the winter months are approaching they girls are getting to that fun age where they can play with each other. Reese is running around the house and Maggie is right behind her bugging the crap out of her. Ahh, super fun times at my house. Maybe I cool it with the Bucket Lists and concentrate on the real important tasks at hand, potty training and getting an almost 3-year-old to sleep in her own bed without a screaming fit. I will keep you posted.

Sleeping Beauty

My family is now complete.  I have a wonderful husband and two of the sweetest little girls (for now) in the entire world.  Everyone always asks when we are going to try for another one and I have to politely answer that we are done.  What I want to say is not nearly as nice.  Kids are a TON of money, daycare is a TON of money, and quite frankly the thought of being pregnant again makes be ill.

Reese is 4 months old and Maggie is turning 2 years old in less than a week!  Time flies when you have kids.  I am proud to say that I have mastered the art of getting my children to sleep through the night starting at young age.  I do believe that if my children didn’t sleep through the night I would be a different person entirely.  We prepared ourselves for a baby that cried all the time and didn’t sleep because Maggie was the easiest child I had ever experienced or even heard of.  Reese is a complete dream.  I think she is even a better baby that Maggie was.  Hears my secret to getting a newborn to sleep through the night.  Stack their feedings.  Feed at 6pm then again at 8pm then again at 10pm.  If the baby is asleep wake them up.  By staking the feedings you are filling those little bellies enough that after a week or two of doing this they will not wake up for those middle of the night feedings.  I still remember both the nights that the girls first sleep through the night.  Maggie was 9 weeks and I think I woke up 5 times to check the monitor to see if she was okay.  I believe I also got out of bed to go check on her.  Reese was 10 weeks old and it was my husbands night to get up with her at 3am to feed and put her back to bed.  She was like clockwork, always up at 3am, drank 4 ounces, then right back to sleep.  I woke up at 6am and realized that my husband had never gotten up with her, and the first thing that came to mind was,”asshole got to sleep the whole night, it was his turn”.  Wife of the Year.

Kisses from Maggie

Having two little girls is the best.  Reese is just starting to do more things and I can’t wait to see the girls play together in the future.  Exciting times for our family still to come and I’m so excited.

Super Mom, kinda but not really

I don’t think I was fully prepared to be a wife, mother of 2 girls under the age of 2, and a full-time employee.  How do people do this!  After being off work for 12 weeks, I finally went back to work on Monday and realized what I had been missing was not worth missing.  The first day back it seems that I scared off the replacement we hired to help while I was gone.  She literally went to lunch and never came back, leaving me with a full afternoon of patients, one doctor, and new office software I had never touched.  Stupid girl.  Why bother even coming in on a Monday morning if you plan to go to lunch and not come back?  The day went fine though, mostly because I’m freaking awesome.  I would like to find the little twit and tell her thanks for setting me back on taking a new position.  Now I have to find and train the next person which is going to take forever.

Everyday is battle for me lately.  Basically a battle not to open a bottle of two buck chuck when I walk in the door from work.  I know I can’t be the only one that feels that way.  My oldest girl is so great with the new baby which actually surprised the hell out of me.  She basically just tickles her fingers and feet, kisses her hand, and tells me to put her down. She has her little meltdowns though when I’m holding Reese or feeding Reese.  Exhausting some nights. All I’m thinking about while I type this is a bottle of wine.

Hopefully all this exhaustion will pass.  I pray that it will at least.  Between the dishes, laundry, and the attempts at sleep I feel like a failure some nights.  Wendy’s counts as dinner, right?  I even found myself flipping off my 22 month old as she ran away from me the other day.  Okay, I know what your thinking but her back was turned and that was me getting my frustration out.  I realize that I’m not winning Mother of the Year 2012 but maybe next year.


She is here!  She was early but she is perfect.  My little Reese made an early arrival on Friday, July 13th at 9:48am.  After being hospitalized a couple of weeks before, we knew that the chances of our little bundle making an early appearance were pretty high but I guess that I just wanted prepared for it being so soon.  I’ll spare everyone the gory details of the birth and say it went great and I’m alive. My stay at this hospital was much better than our delivery with our first daughter.  Great nurses, great doctors, great everything (except the food).

Reese was born 5 weeks early so we knew that she would most likely have to go to the NICU at least for a couple of days but I was not expecting the 10 days that she stayed.  It was such an odd feeling laying in a hospital bed and not having your baby you just delivered there.  The hardest thing about it was that I didn’t get to hold her until the late afternoon on the day she was born.  One of the nurses from the NICU was nice enough to sneak her out and into my room so I could hold her since I wasn’t able to get up.  Such a great feeling that was.  She spent the next ten days in the NICU and we spent the those tendays traveling back and forth from the hospital trying to spend as much time with her as we could.  I never knew how hard it would be until I was put in that position.  I have a 20 month old toddler at home, I was told I couldn’t drive for 2 weeks, I was not able to pick up anything over 5 pounds, and my husband was still working most days.  Well, by day 3 at home I was picking up my daughter and driving back and forth to the hospital and daycare.  I was pretty lucky that I heal fast.

After the long ten days in the NICU, my little Reese came home.  She is doing wonderful and gaining weight everyday.  I couldn’t ask for better little girl, Reese has completed our family.

Mommy meeting Reese

Welcome to the Bed Rest Show

Well, after three days in the hospital I am finally home.  Bed rest.  With this pregnancy I knew there was a chance of bed rest because I was diagnosed with placenta previa early on.  I know the risks with the condition but it has never worried me like it might most people so I thought we’d be in the clear.  So we are 34 weeks along and we have a c-section scheduled for 37 weeks at this point.  Hopefully this baby cooks a little bit longer before making her appearance.

The bed rest part is going to be very difficult for me because of several factors.  First of all, I have a very active 19 month old who does not understand why I can’t pick her up.  This breaks my heart more than anything.  Second, I still have so much to do around the house before baby #2 makes her debut. I should just hire a maid.  And why did I make the very smart decision to drop my supplemental insurance after I had Maggie? Stupid, stupid, stupid.  For some reason I just thought all of my pregnancies would be perfect like the first one.  How wrong was I?  As I sit here in my bed I just keeping thinking of all the things I should be doing, laundry, vacuuming, dusting, the list can really go on and on.  The temptation to get in my car go shopping is just driving me crazy.

Playing in the bounce house. Very active these days.

So tomorrow if July 4th and my husband will be home to take care of Maggie and take her to all the fun festivities.  I will be at home trying to search for the end of the internet. I might have to break the rules that night and go outside and sit in the driveway and shoot some fireworks off with my family.  It’s still “resting” if I’m sitting in a chair right?  I’m thinking of making up my own rules for bed rest.

Maggie July 4th, 2011 (8 months)

Shortly after finding out I had placenta previa, my doctor’s office called to inform me that my doctor had just resigned and wanted to know who I wanted to switch too.  Seriously.  I loved my doctor. She made everything so easy to understand, told me how it was going to be (in a good way), and just understood my personality. I was crushed.  As of today, still no word on where she will be practicing.  I started seeing a new doctor in the practice and she is super nice but there is something missing.  I know that she is perfectly capable of doing her job but I feel like I need to question everything she tells me.  So I started seeing a specialist to keep an eye on my placenta and the growth of my baby.  The specialist has answered all my questions and then some.  I feel like the specialist think I’m fine and my doctor wants to go ahead and get the baby out as soon as possible.  Do I really question someone who has a medical degree and years of experience?  Do people really do that?

More posts to come as long as I’m on bed rest.  Act excited.