So... Just in case you haven't heard yet, my friend (Rebecca Peterson) and I are starting a motivational group geared towards healthy living and weight loss. Though it's geared towards weight loss, this group is designed to give people the tools to be self-motivated to achieve anything in life. We want lots of people to be involved... I do mean INVOLVED. This group will be one that those who participate in, are highly involved in sharing their talents and insights... everyone there will be involved. Anyone over age 14 is welcome, whether thick, thin, male or female. Please check it out and spread the word! We are so excited to get this going!!!
www.joinjerushasjourney.blogspot.com
Those that aren't able to attend, are more than welcome to follow us on that blog and partake in the goodness ;)
Baker's Partial Dozen
Sunday, October 28, 2012
First trip to Grandma Cox's
We went to Twin Falls this weekend to attend Lance and Becky's Halloween party. It was great! They have the best decorations (and house to compliment them) ever! Kempton and Bonnie were also there and got to meet Jayna. We had a very fun successful weekend.
Successful was not what I thought would happen, however. Jayna had to have her immunization shots on Friday morning, and the night before she acted like she really didn't feel well. So when we were at the Dr's office and the nurse came in, I expected the worst. The nurse was the fastest I'd ever seen giving 3 shots. Of coarse, the first prick sent Jayna into a screaming fit that matched none other, but immediately after the bandaids were placed and the nurse handed her to me, she was fine. What? My daughter? Amazingly enough, she didn't get sick or anything afterwards and actually slept all day... AND... (ready for this?) She slept from 1:00 am until 10:30 when we finally woke her up to eat. Unbelieveable!!!
Then we assumed that was all from the shots, but she was great all day Saturday, slept the whole night (minus one 15 min feeding at 5:15) and was great today! Could it be she's finally past her colicky period?! I sure hope so... I hope it's not just the fact that she's putting on a show for Grandma. ;) I love the cute stage she's in!
Successful was not what I thought would happen, however. Jayna had to have her immunization shots on Friday morning, and the night before she acted like she really didn't feel well. So when we were at the Dr's office and the nurse came in, I expected the worst. The nurse was the fastest I'd ever seen giving 3 shots. Of coarse, the first prick sent Jayna into a screaming fit that matched none other, but immediately after the bandaids were placed and the nurse handed her to me, she was fine. What? My daughter? Amazingly enough, she didn't get sick or anything afterwards and actually slept all day... AND... (ready for this?) She slept from 1:00 am until 10:30 when we finally woke her up to eat. Unbelieveable!!!
Then we assumed that was all from the shots, but she was great all day Saturday, slept the whole night (minus one 15 min feeding at 5:15) and was great today! Could it be she's finally past her colicky period?! I sure hope so... I hope it's not just the fact that she's putting on a show for Grandma. ;) I love the cute stage she's in!
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Smiley Jayna
A couple of weeks ago, Jayna started smiling... I mean truly smiling. Since then, I've been trying to get a good picture, but my camera is so dang slow that by the time the pic is taken, Jayna is already done smiling. Needless to say, I have a lot of random, open-mouthed pictures. However, the last couple of days (just before she turns 10 weeks!!!), Jayna has been smiling ear to ear for long periods of time. Last night I finally got some adorable pictures! Unfortunately, I can only get her to smile a lot while holding her, so my photography skills are not so hot.
This is my ABSOLUTE favorite!
Here are some attempts that are cute, but not the full effect.
Last week, my friend April brought us some newborn clothes that Jayna is still able to wear for a few more weeks. In the bag, was this cute little outfit with a matching hat. The first day I was able to pick Jayna up after surgery, I immediately dressed her in it and we cuddled like no one has cuddled before. So cute!!!
Speaking of hats... The mother of one of my students made this adorable hat for Jayna. I'm so excited for the cooler weather so she can wear it. Coincidentally, another student gave me a gift card that I used to buy an adorable red sweater (before I got the hat). They match so well! (I don't have a pic of the sweater yet. We just threw the hat on and took a picture.) It's amazing how much Jayna has grown in a few short weeks since this picture was taken!
And lastly, I couldn't resist getting a naked butt shot... it's just so little and cute, though much bigger than it used to be.
She was not amused at all!!!
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Surgery #2
On Oct 17th I went in for gall bladder surgery. Seeing as I had had surgery just 2 months previous and healed like a pro, I figured I had nothing to worry about... Especially since most people I've talked to have said this surgery is a breeze and has a fast recovery. So I went in at 8am to get everything prepped for my 10:00 surgery. They asked me about a million questions to make sure I wasn't high-risk for surgery. The only complication I knew about was that my oxygen levels after my c-section went low (below 90), so they had me on oxygen for a bit.
I went into the operating room and they put a nice mask on me, told me to take deep breaths and *Boom* I was out. The next thing I know I have all these people tapping on me saying, "Come on... wake up! Breathe! Come on... you need to breathe! Are you with us? Wake up! Come on!" I heard them, but nothing made sense, and then I thought to myself, "I am breathing... I can hear you, can't I?" Then I heard one last person say, "You've got to take some deep breaths... Come on!" So I took a deep breath and heard a slight sigh of relief and then more pleas to repeat that action. After a few deep breaths (me, still half asleep), everything quieted back down and I heard one person say, "My word! I could not get her to breathe. Her oxygen levels got down to 23 and she made me way too nervous..." and then I was back out.
After I was in the recovery room, all I remember is that alarms kept going off and the nurse would walk by my room and remind me to breathe. Getting checked out was a little frustrating because Scott had to be at work and my mom had Jayna, so she was able to pick me up, but it was difficult for her to actually come all the way in. So, there I was, completely drugged and unable to make sense of much, but it didn't matter because I wasn't given any instructions whatsoever. I found out later that the Dr. had given Scott some info on when I could bathe and whatnot, but apparently all the info was in the nifty little folder they gave me. It would have been nice if the nurse had told me that everything I needed to know was in there. I do, however, remember that I asked the nurse if they called in the prescription and she said, "I haven't yet, but I need to." So I didn't bother looking in the folder they sent with me and sent my mom to the pharmacy, and lo and behold, they didn't call it in. Luckily, I had a bit of the pain killer left over from my c-section and it had a refill on it. I got the refill before I could actually get the other prescription in and filled. Thank goodness for my c-section. I would have been in some serious pain!
Sadly, I didn't not feel better in 2-3 days like most people. In fact, I was in bed, unable to hold Jayna all the way through Sunday. Yep, 5 days in bed, asleep. Then on Monday I felt a bit better, but could still not pick Jayna up... she had to be handed to me. I called the Dr on Tuesday to see why I wasn't healing faster and they told me that I could have pain for up to 2 weeks and since my body had just recovered from another surgery, my body would probably take a bit longer to heal. Good times!
I'm feeling much better today. Still have pain, but it's minimal compared to what it was.
Mom came and took care of Jayna and me, which was so wonderful! I felt horrible because the first night after my surgery Jayna screamed until 7am... Way to initiate Grandma, little one! Funny enough, we had her on a decent sleeping schedule until then. Now she's reversed and we're struggling to get her flipped back around. Today, with me trying to wake her up, she slept from 9:30 am to 6:45 pm with only one 1 1/2 oz bottle at 3:00. Why, oh why, can't she do that at night?! Oh well, welcome to motherhood!
Through this whole experience, I've decided that when it comes time for me to die, I just want someone to give me general anesthesia and let me stop breathing. It was totally peaceful :)
I went into the operating room and they put a nice mask on me, told me to take deep breaths and *Boom* I was out. The next thing I know I have all these people tapping on me saying, "Come on... wake up! Breathe! Come on... you need to breathe! Are you with us? Wake up! Come on!" I heard them, but nothing made sense, and then I thought to myself, "I am breathing... I can hear you, can't I?" Then I heard one last person say, "You've got to take some deep breaths... Come on!" So I took a deep breath and heard a slight sigh of relief and then more pleas to repeat that action. After a few deep breaths (me, still half asleep), everything quieted back down and I heard one person say, "My word! I could not get her to breathe. Her oxygen levels got down to 23 and she made me way too nervous..." and then I was back out.
After I was in the recovery room, all I remember is that alarms kept going off and the nurse would walk by my room and remind me to breathe. Getting checked out was a little frustrating because Scott had to be at work and my mom had Jayna, so she was able to pick me up, but it was difficult for her to actually come all the way in. So, there I was, completely drugged and unable to make sense of much, but it didn't matter because I wasn't given any instructions whatsoever. I found out later that the Dr. had given Scott some info on when I could bathe and whatnot, but apparently all the info was in the nifty little folder they gave me. It would have been nice if the nurse had told me that everything I needed to know was in there. I do, however, remember that I asked the nurse if they called in the prescription and she said, "I haven't yet, but I need to." So I didn't bother looking in the folder they sent with me and sent my mom to the pharmacy, and lo and behold, they didn't call it in. Luckily, I had a bit of the pain killer left over from my c-section and it had a refill on it. I got the refill before I could actually get the other prescription in and filled. Thank goodness for my c-section. I would have been in some serious pain!
Sadly, I didn't not feel better in 2-3 days like most people. In fact, I was in bed, unable to hold Jayna all the way through Sunday. Yep, 5 days in bed, asleep. Then on Monday I felt a bit better, but could still not pick Jayna up... she had to be handed to me. I called the Dr on Tuesday to see why I wasn't healing faster and they told me that I could have pain for up to 2 weeks and since my body had just recovered from another surgery, my body would probably take a bit longer to heal. Good times!
I'm feeling much better today. Still have pain, but it's minimal compared to what it was.
Mom came and took care of Jayna and me, which was so wonderful! I felt horrible because the first night after my surgery Jayna screamed until 7am... Way to initiate Grandma, little one! Funny enough, we had her on a decent sleeping schedule until then. Now she's reversed and we're struggling to get her flipped back around. Today, with me trying to wake her up, she slept from 9:30 am to 6:45 pm with only one 1 1/2 oz bottle at 3:00. Why, oh why, can't she do that at night?! Oh well, welcome to motherhood!
Through this whole experience, I've decided that when it comes time for me to die, I just want someone to give me general anesthesia and let me stop breathing. It was totally peaceful :)
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Blessing Day
Today was Jayna's blessing day. Scott delivered a beautiful blessing... I'm kicking myself for forgetting a notebook to write down the key points, but I remember some of them. As per my recollection, he said that we are so happy and blessed to have her in our lives. He said we are aware of the challenges of life that would come before her, and he blessed her to be able to develop early in life the faith and testimony to prepare her for those challenges. The blessing also advised her to draw strength from those that came before her, and to serve as an example to those that come after her. It also said something along the lines about the need to be aware of those around her and to lead by example, by having love and empathy towards those around her.
Man, I wish I would have recorded it! It really was a beautiful blessing, and very specific to what I feel Jayna's strengths and weaknesses will be. It really opened my eyes and helped me to see the potential that Jayna has in life. I'm so wrapped up in her being a baby, that I rarely think about the person that she will become... the BEAUTIFUL person she will become!
We were so happy to have so much of our family and friends there to support us! The following are pictures at the luncheon after the blessing.
What a great day!!!
Man, I wish I would have recorded it! It really was a beautiful blessing, and very specific to what I feel Jayna's strengths and weaknesses will be. It really opened my eyes and helped me to see the potential that Jayna has in life. I'm so wrapped up in her being a baby, that I rarely think about the person that she will become... the BEAUTIFUL person she will become!
We were so happy to have so much of our family and friends there to support us! The following are pictures at the luncheon after the blessing.
All tuckered out and ready to eat! This is the same blessing dress my sisters and I wore on our blessing days.
My beautiful baby girl (looks just like daddy!)
How she was most of the time I was trying to get her picture... I love how huge her newborn tights are on her. Hehe!
We look super tired in this picture... because we are! I got 2 hrs of sleep and Scott got about 5.... Rough night (yes, I had another gall bladder attack... 3 days until surgery)!!!
Bakers (Pa, Ma, Nick, and Scott)
Scott created a kid's room in our unfinished basement... It was a hit! They were entertained and the adults were able to chat with little disruption! Way to go, Scotty!
Lesley Durfee and Stephanie
Her eyes look possessed in this one... Haha! My camera is terrible for red eye!
Lesley's daughter, Alexis (Lexi)
Ma and Pa Cox
Cameron Durfee, Conrad's butt, Allison, and Lance (lookin' special)
Ann and Sydnee
Becky and Kimball (though he's hidden)
Cozy Pa Cox with Jayna
What a great day!!!
Worst Mommy of the Year Goes to...
ME!!! A few days ago, I took lunch to a friend whose son is having health problems. Since he is quarantined to his house and they aren't allowed visitors, I figured I could just leave Jayna in the running car and drop the food off at the door. Well, Jayna was asleep, so I did just that. However, I forget that I talk... A LOT! You would think I'd know myself by now, but no.
So I stood at the door and we talked for a while and in the middle of talking to my friend, I got a sick feeling in my stomach that said, "Jayna is probably screaming and puking all over herself right now," but instead of listening, I told myself that she was asleep and fine. Besides, the car was just right there in front of the house. Well, after I finally couldn't ignore my gut anymore, I dragged myself away from the conversation and as I approached the car I could see the pure terror in my child's eyes. I ripped open the door only to find a screaming child that was screaming so hard she was hoarse... :( I couldn't believe it! I felt like the worst mother ever and about started bawling myself. I tried to console her, but no consoling would be had. I drove home as fast as I could and pulled her out and held her, and didn't let her go for at least an hour. Man, that was stupid! Always listen to your gut!
So I stood at the door and we talked for a while and in the middle of talking to my friend, I got a sick feeling in my stomach that said, "Jayna is probably screaming and puking all over herself right now," but instead of listening, I told myself that she was asleep and fine. Besides, the car was just right there in front of the house. Well, after I finally couldn't ignore my gut anymore, I dragged myself away from the conversation and as I approached the car I could see the pure terror in my child's eyes. I ripped open the door only to find a screaming child that was screaming so hard she was hoarse... :( I couldn't believe it! I felt like the worst mother ever and about started bawling myself. I tried to console her, but no consoling would be had. I drove home as fast as I could and pulled her out and held her, and didn't let her go for at least an hour. Man, that was stupid! Always listen to your gut!
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Doctor gasps
Doctor gasps: something I'm definitely not used to and something you pretty much don't want to have happen at a Dr's appointment. I'm not generally a fan of going to the Dr. In fact, I always have nightmares about going to the doctor's office and having them gasp at something that is so abnormal it can't possibly be human.
However, over the past nine months, I've outgrown this fear and absolutely love my visits with my OB/GYN... She's absolutely wonderful and always makes me feel totally comfortable! She's probably one of the nicest/friendliest doctors I've ever encountered and I absolutely trust her.
So, today was my postpartum visit and I really had no idea what they would do at this visit. Much to my (unpleasant) surprise, I found out I had to have a "full exam", if you catch my drift. Well, Jayna was having a rough time and I was stressing trying to get her calmed down, all while in a gown with my butt hanging out (although they were totally patient with us). After getting her calmed down, I laid on the table to meet my fate of the day. My doctor pulled the sheet back to take a look at my incision scar... AND SHE GASPED!!!
I freaked out, immediately picturing the worst possible scenario. I don't make a habit of digging through my rolls of fat to look at my scar, but it has felt fine so I've not worried about it. Once she gasped, I immediately thought that I must have torn open my wound and would have to get re-stitched or something. Then I worried about how this would affect my upcoming gall bladder surgery. Of coarse this thought process and all my worrying happened in a split second... After she gasped, I practically screamed, "What's wrong?!"
She started laughing and said, "I'm sorry! I must have scared you to death! I don't normally gasp, but I've never in my career seen anyone heal up so nicely! I can barely even see your scar! It looks amazing!"
I let out a big sigh of relief and laughed and told her of my past nightmares, where gasping was never a good thing. She laughed until she was practically in tears. I love to make people laugh, so I felt pretty good about my ability to make a doctor laugh so hard... I almost felt better about that than the fact that my body healed up so nicely. Yes, I'm a nerd!
However, over the past nine months, I've outgrown this fear and absolutely love my visits with my OB/GYN... She's absolutely wonderful and always makes me feel totally comfortable! She's probably one of the nicest/friendliest doctors I've ever encountered and I absolutely trust her.
So, today was my postpartum visit and I really had no idea what they would do at this visit. Much to my (unpleasant) surprise, I found out I had to have a "full exam", if you catch my drift. Well, Jayna was having a rough time and I was stressing trying to get her calmed down, all while in a gown with my butt hanging out (although they were totally patient with us). After getting her calmed down, I laid on the table to meet my fate of the day. My doctor pulled the sheet back to take a look at my incision scar... AND SHE GASPED!!!
I freaked out, immediately picturing the worst possible scenario. I don't make a habit of digging through my rolls of fat to look at my scar, but it has felt fine so I've not worried about it. Once she gasped, I immediately thought that I must have torn open my wound and would have to get re-stitched or something. Then I worried about how this would affect my upcoming gall bladder surgery. Of coarse this thought process and all my worrying happened in a split second... After she gasped, I practically screamed, "What's wrong?!"
She started laughing and said, "I'm sorry! I must have scared you to death! I don't normally gasp, but I've never in my career seen anyone heal up so nicely! I can barely even see your scar! It looks amazing!"
I let out a big sigh of relief and laughed and told her of my past nightmares, where gasping was never a good thing. She laughed until she was practically in tears. I love to make people laugh, so I felt pretty good about my ability to make a doctor laugh so hard... I almost felt better about that than the fact that my body healed up so nicely. Yes, I'm a nerd!
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Stranger
I don't want to jinx myself by saying this, but baby Jayna has acted like a complete stranger all day today. She slept soundly for a lot of it, but when she was up she was not very fussy!!! We put her in her crib at 9 (that usually doesn't happen until at least midnight) and so far, she's stayed down. Now, she may wake up and have a fussy period still, but I'm just in shock as to how well the last couple days/nights have gone! Could it be that she's past her colicky period?! That would be soooo wonderful! I feel like a new woman! Please join me in keeping your fingers crossed that it might stay this way!
One random, funny thing that did happen today was right after her bath, Jayna pooped all over her towel and her legs, butt, and feet were completely covered in green pastey poop! I was gagging the whole way to the tub! Luckily, I have a husband that doesn't get grossed out easily... He did most of the dirty work. I just sprayed her down. She wasn't sure what to think of the shower... She had the funniest, perplexed look on her face! Wish I had my camera!
One random, funny thing that did happen today was right after her bath, Jayna pooped all over her towel and her legs, butt, and feet were completely covered in green pastey poop! I was gagging the whole way to the tub! Luckily, I have a husband that doesn't get grossed out easily... He did most of the dirty work. I just sprayed her down. She wasn't sure what to think of the shower... She had the funniest, perplexed look on her face! Wish I had my camera!
Please say it's not a fluke!
The last few nights have been both frightening and wonderful all at the same time. Frightening because I can't help but wonder if I'm sleeping right through Jayna's cries for help, and wonderful because we've actually been getting some sleep.
Like I said in my previous post, we've started switching Jayna back to a heavier formula. She seems pretty content with half and half, so that's what we're sticking with for now. She slept every three hours or so Wednesday and Thursday nights with a few rough spots. However, Friday we tried to keep her up most of the day (which wasn't hard because she was fussy anyways), and that night, after a long struggle to get her down, she actually slept for 5 hours. That's right! We got her down at midnight, she slept until 5, then again until 8, and we both finally woke up for the day at noon. Yep! I slept right through conference and everything and didn't even feel guilty because I needed that sleep soooooo badly! It was wonderful!
So last night I had a long talk with Jayna and told her that the previous night's schedule was quite blissful and told her that it would be most appreciated if she would repeat that. Well, she showed me! We struggled until 1 am and I was worried that Friday night's sleep would have to hold me over until Sunday night's. Guess what? She slept from 1 until 7:15!!! I couldn't believe it! I woke Scott up and asked if he had heard her during the night, but he hadn't... nor had I. I ran in there with a 4 oz bottle (she normally drinks 3), worried that she would be so hungry I wouldn't be able to calm her down enough to eat. Surprisingly enough, she was pretty calm (just a bit fussy). We changed her diaper and calmly ate all 4 ounces of the bottle. Unbelievable!!!
It's now almost 11 and she's just now waking up again! Now, I just need to get her to sleep from 9-9 with a break in there somewhere, and we'll be golden :)
Like I said in my previous post, we've started switching Jayna back to a heavier formula. She seems pretty content with half and half, so that's what we're sticking with for now. She slept every three hours or so Wednesday and Thursday nights with a few rough spots. However, Friday we tried to keep her up most of the day (which wasn't hard because she was fussy anyways), and that night, after a long struggle to get her down, she actually slept for 5 hours. That's right! We got her down at midnight, she slept until 5, then again until 8, and we both finally woke up for the day at noon. Yep! I slept right through conference and everything and didn't even feel guilty because I needed that sleep soooooo badly! It was wonderful!
So last night I had a long talk with Jayna and told her that the previous night's schedule was quite blissful and told her that it would be most appreciated if she would repeat that. Well, she showed me! We struggled until 1 am and I was worried that Friday night's sleep would have to hold me over until Sunday night's. Guess what? She slept from 1 until 7:15!!! I couldn't believe it! I woke Scott up and asked if he had heard her during the night, but he hadn't... nor had I. I ran in there with a 4 oz bottle (she normally drinks 3), worried that she would be so hungry I wouldn't be able to calm her down enough to eat. Surprisingly enough, she was pretty calm (just a bit fussy). We changed her diaper and calmly ate all 4 ounces of the bottle. Unbelievable!!!
It's now almost 11 and she's just now waking up again! Now, I just need to get her to sleep from 9-9 with a break in there somewhere, and we'll be golden :)
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Ramblings
So, poor little Jayna had a Dr's appointment today because she can't seem to keep any food down. When I say that, I should also say, poor mommy, daddy, and furniture because I don't think anything in this house has been able to avoid the massive amounts of projectile vomit that has come from this child. No joke! Yesterday she screamed from 11 am to 4 pm, with only a couple of 10-minute breaks. It was not a fun day at all! She projectile vomited three times in a row on me and my clothes were sopped from the neck down to my knees... I don't even know how that much liquid could have been inside of her. She ended up throwing up about 8 times yesterday, so I called the after-hours nurse and she told me to go to the ER. However, if you read my last post, I'm trying to end my love affair with St. Luke's... and she had already come out of the worst of it. So, instead of going to the ER, we went to the Dr. first thing this morning. He said she looked fine and suggested we switch back to the heavier formula... The gentle stuff goes down easy, but it also comes up easy. He said he felt that she would do better on it now because her stomach is now more developed. I guess only time will tell. We have an appt in 3 weeks with her actual Dr, so we'll see if she's improved and if not, we'll see what he has to say about all of it.
People constantly have been asking us how much Jayna weighs because she's still quite small and almost 7 weeks. Well, rather than saying, "We don't know." we've been guessing and saying she's 8 1/2 or 9 lbs. Well, we were wrong... She's still only 7 lbs 13 oz... Almost 2 months old and still not 8 lbs! Was this baby sent to the right family?! My word! She's still not even close to my birth weight! I must say that it's weird to see newborn babies that are bigger than Jayna.
Even though she's still small, we can definitely see her filling out and are loving seeing all of her new developments. She's starting to react to us a little bit more and is getting stronger and stronger (as if she wasn't strong enough to begin with!). She was laying across my lap the other day and got startled and sat straight up and just sat there! I freaked out when she shot up, so naturally my hands went to grab her, but then I noticed that she needed very little help. I think it was a freak thing, but still...!
I'm posting 2 bath pictures, one of which I've already posted, but I just wanted to show how much she's filling out! The first pic is taken at 3 1/2 weeks of age and the second is at 6 weeks... Huge difference in my eyes!
People constantly have been asking us how much Jayna weighs because she's still quite small and almost 7 weeks. Well, rather than saying, "We don't know." we've been guessing and saying she's 8 1/2 or 9 lbs. Well, we were wrong... She's still only 7 lbs 13 oz... Almost 2 months old and still not 8 lbs! Was this baby sent to the right family?! My word! She's still not even close to my birth weight! I must say that it's weird to see newborn babies that are bigger than Jayna.
Even though she's still small, we can definitely see her filling out and are loving seeing all of her new developments. She's starting to react to us a little bit more and is getting stronger and stronger (as if she wasn't strong enough to begin with!). She was laying across my lap the other day and got startled and sat straight up and just sat there! I freaked out when she shot up, so naturally my hands went to grab her, but then I noticed that she needed very little help. I think it was a freak thing, but still...!
I'm posting 2 bath pictures, one of which I've already posted, but I just wanted to show how much she's filling out! The first pic is taken at 3 1/2 weeks of age and the second is at 6 weeks... Huge difference in my eyes!
Needless to say, I think she likes the sink better.
Now that she is getting a little bigger, we've been trying to go on walks. I say trying! She doesn't love her stroller yet because even though her car seat attaches to it, it sits her up too far and it's uncomfortable for her. So we tried putting her in a sling and she hated that and then we tried our new nifty backpack thing-a-ma-jig... This was her reaction (ignore my horrendously bad hair day):
So, we're back to the stroller. I can't say I blame her... I wouldn't be comfortable practically doing the splits as I bounce up and down to my mom's footsteps either. Not comfortable at all!!! I guess we'll wait until she's a bit bigger and try again :)
I do love it when she does calm down and becomes my cute little snuggle bear. (Ok! That was cheesy!)
This last one I just have to share because it was such the perfect little pose for a picture.
Business in the Front, Party in the Back
I was so excited when our little Jayna was born with hair because we have BALD babies on both sides of the family. So, you can imagine my dismay when I realized that our cute little bug now has male-pattern baldness. No joke! From the forehead back to almost the crown, she's completely bald, but she still has all her hair in the back... Too bad it's not long enough for a comb-over. Haha! I would be a terrible mother, but how funny would that be?
Check it out --
It actually has started slowly coming back in on top, but it still looks hilarious to me.
Check it out --
It actually has started slowly coming back in on top, but it still looks hilarious to me.
Monday, October 1, 2012
My Love Affair
Apparently, I'm having a love affair with St. Luke's. This is a love affair that I'm not exactly happy with, but can't seem to let go of. As if 2 weeks (plus a weekend) wasn't enough of a stay there, my body decided to give me another reason to go back.
Saturday evening around 6:00, I felt a sharp stabbing pain clear from my sternum through the center of my back. At first I thought my back was out, so I asked Scott to try to pop it for me. I laid on the ground on my stomach and thought I was going to die! Soon the pain spread throughout my rib cage and up behind my chest... It felt like my rib cage was squeezing my insides to death. Was I having a heart attack? My right arm felt fine, so I determined that wasn't it.
Scott call his mom and asked her about it and we all figured it was really bad upper indigestion. She suggested laying flat on my back. It should have passed in about an hour, but it didn't. I fell asleep and woke up around 8:30 and felt semi-relieved of the pain, but as soon as I got up to use the restroom, it immediately returned. Bound and determined to not return to good ol' St. Lukes, I decided to try an epsom salt bath to relieve what felt like intense muscle pain in the back part of my rib cage.
Well, the bath didn't really help either. I went in to bed and asked Scott to bring me some water thinking that would help with what felt like an extreme hunger pang. That was the biggest mistake yet! After sipping the water, all I could do was rock back and forth on the bed in extreme pain. I begged Scott to come and massage my back (he didn't need begging, but I did it anyways), as I sobbed uncontrollably. Nothing gave me any comfort!
Scott called his mom again, and she then said it was probably my gall bladder and we should go to the hospital. So, Scott dragged my stubborn self to the emergency room and his wonderful parents met us there to take little Jayna for the night.
After painful poking and prodding and an ultrasound, they determined it was definitely my gall bladder. They gave me some Morphine to help with the pain, told me to take the pain killers I still had from my c-section, and sent us on our way. They told me who to call on Monday and said I'd probably have to get surgery.
We got home around 2:30 am and went straight to bed (I slept until noon). Luckily, when I woke up the pain was almost completely gone and I didn't have to take any more medication. After doing a bit of research, I purchased some natural remedy stuff for gall stones to hopefully prolong surgery, since we don't exactly have $10,000 right now.
Hopefully, this will be the end of my love affair with St. Luke's! It's hilarious to me that I've never had any major issues in my life and haven't even really had to go to a Dr. for anything, and now all of a sudden, I've had to have multiple stays at the hospital.
I will say this: I've been really struggling to get back on the bandwagon since having Jayna, and this was definitely my wake-up call to get my butt in gear to get healthy again. Good times! Good times!
Saturday evening around 6:00, I felt a sharp stabbing pain clear from my sternum through the center of my back. At first I thought my back was out, so I asked Scott to try to pop it for me. I laid on the ground on my stomach and thought I was going to die! Soon the pain spread throughout my rib cage and up behind my chest... It felt like my rib cage was squeezing my insides to death. Was I having a heart attack? My right arm felt fine, so I determined that wasn't it.
Scott call his mom and asked her about it and we all figured it was really bad upper indigestion. She suggested laying flat on my back. It should have passed in about an hour, but it didn't. I fell asleep and woke up around 8:30 and felt semi-relieved of the pain, but as soon as I got up to use the restroom, it immediately returned. Bound and determined to not return to good ol' St. Lukes, I decided to try an epsom salt bath to relieve what felt like intense muscle pain in the back part of my rib cage.
Well, the bath didn't really help either. I went in to bed and asked Scott to bring me some water thinking that would help with what felt like an extreme hunger pang. That was the biggest mistake yet! After sipping the water, all I could do was rock back and forth on the bed in extreme pain. I begged Scott to come and massage my back (he didn't need begging, but I did it anyways), as I sobbed uncontrollably. Nothing gave me any comfort!
Scott called his mom again, and she then said it was probably my gall bladder and we should go to the hospital. So, Scott dragged my stubborn self to the emergency room and his wonderful parents met us there to take little Jayna for the night.
After painful poking and prodding and an ultrasound, they determined it was definitely my gall bladder. They gave me some Morphine to help with the pain, told me to take the pain killers I still had from my c-section, and sent us on our way. They told me who to call on Monday and said I'd probably have to get surgery.
We got home around 2:30 am and went straight to bed (I slept until noon). Luckily, when I woke up the pain was almost completely gone and I didn't have to take any more medication. After doing a bit of research, I purchased some natural remedy stuff for gall stones to hopefully prolong surgery, since we don't exactly have $10,000 right now.
Hopefully, this will be the end of my love affair with St. Luke's! It's hilarious to me that I've never had any major issues in my life and haven't even really had to go to a Dr. for anything, and now all of a sudden, I've had to have multiple stays at the hospital.
I will say this: I've been really struggling to get back on the bandwagon since having Jayna, and this was definitely my wake-up call to get my butt in gear to get healthy again. Good times! Good times!
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