Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Monday, February 25, 2013
2/25/13 Dear Addison, You are 5 months old. I haven't kept your blog up to date. If I weren't currently on rest from surgery, I probably wouldn't have time to type this. Remember, everything has a silver lining. :-) You are the greatest little thing in the entire world. You weigh about 18 pounds and you must eat every 3 hours--6oz formula mixed with a scoop or two of cereal. If you do not get your bottle EXACTLY when you demand it, you will scream your little head off until it hits your mouth. You love to smile and laugh and you have the most infectious laugh ever. You are very dramatic and when you get mad, you cry huge crocodile tears and make the most pitiful faces. I usually laugh at you and then you will start laughing too. You are really a very good baby. You only cry if you are hungry or sleepy. You don't really like to take naps during the day, but you do take a few 15 minute ones here and there. You sleep all night long. If you wake up, it's at around 5am and I will put you in the bed with me and you will sleep 2-3 more hours. I think you are the best baby in the world. You wear size 3 diapers. You already wear size 9 month clothes, but I love all of your little baby rolls. The hardest thing is trying to find shirts to fit your precious, rolly polly arms. I can't figure out what size shoes you wear. You have fat, but tiny little feet and I haven't been able to work your feet into any shoes at the store. I usually don't take you anywhere without a bow in your hair and you don't mind them at all. That's because you started wearing one in the NICU. Everybody stops to talk to you and you are getting quite shy. You don't like a lot of attention and will smile and try to hide your face. You love all baby food. You don't turn down anything. I've let you eat part of a popsicle and you get juice as a rare treat. You love television and computers and phones and remote controls! I think you are a little engineer or a computer tech or something! I'm sure you could outsmart me on the computer already. You babble mamamama when you are upset. You try real, real hard to cry sometimes. You scrunch your face up as ugly as you can make it and try to make pitiful noises, but you still look beautiful and it doesn't work. 50% of people say you look JUST like Daddy and 50% say you look JUST like me. I think you look most like Daddy, especially when you are sleeping. You are equally a Mama's girl and a Daddy's girl. I think you love us both. We noticed recently that if Granny is in the room, you only want her to hold you. You still stay with Granny and Aunt Kelli while I work. You love your cousins and they love you. I absolutely hate leaving you for work, but you are in the best hands and I know you will understand one day. Your birth mark is causing some scary moments and I wish it would just go away. I had to take you to a pediatric dermatologist because the birthmark started oozing blood. She did a biopsy and put a stitch in your little head. Your Daddy had to lay down on his back and hold you down on his stomach. It was horrible. You screamed to be let up. You don't like to be confined. If I ever try to put covers on you, you stick your legs straight up in the air and fuss until I take them off. The biopsy was questionable and the birthmark started oozing blood again so the dermatologist told us we must take you to a surgeon to have it removed. You will have to be put under general anesthesia and come home on pain medications. That has me very nervous. I know you are in God's hands, but I want God to have one more physician to tell me the surgery is absolutely necessary. The risk of cancer is very scary, but I will not let them cut you without high need. So, I am taking you to a specialist in Gainesville on March 6th and we will go from there. In the meantime, I keep ointment and a bandage on your head and you look like a little wounded patient, but you are still beautiful. You are extraordinarily beautiful. Always. When you sleep, you look exactly like a doll. You love to cuddle. You are cuddled to my arm now watching me type this and watching tv. You do a lot of things beyond your age. You already hold your own bottle that has grasping handles. You like to feed yourself. You will get so tickled about it, you will start laughing and the bottle will fall out of your mouth. You will not keep two socks on. Ever. You always have one sock. I love to dress you up and you love to spit up on everything I put you in. You still take Zantac for GERD. You still get hiccups a lot, like you did when I was carrying you. You like to play in your activity seat and you like to roll and scoot all over the floor. You are very curious about everything and I think you are really smart. You love your baby doll and like to hug her and laugh when I tell you that you are a sweet baby. You love to "read". You will lean in real close to everyone's shirt and read everything on it, and mail and magazines and books. You like to play with your hands and anyone's hands that are holding you. You aren't crazy about a pacifier. You usually like one only at night when you are very sleepy. You occasionally suck your thumb or your fingers. In short, you are the best thing in the universe and I can't believe that I could love you even more than I do now. You are the reason I get up each day. I will try to keep your blog more up to date, but don't hold me to it. :-) I love you! Mama
Thursday, December 6, 2012
10/19/12 Dear Addison, You are 2 weeks old. However, I feel that I've had you by my side for much longer. I could not imagine life without you now. I wouldn't even want to try. When the time comes for you to have your own baby, people will tell you over and over that your own child will bring about a type of love that you've never imagined. It's true. You will have to wait to experience it for yourself, as it is not describable.
Friday, August 17, 2012
I started writing this blog last week when I was 31 weeks. I've been slow to get things posted. I'm going to post some pictures later, but wanted to post an update since it's been a while. Time seems to be going fast and slow at the same time. We are in the single digit countdown now. EIGHT weeks to go. Unbelievable. It really brings a sense of urgency to get things done. The nursery is almost complete. We are proud of it. I will post pictures once we add the final touches. I recently had to complete a 3 hour glucose challenge, because I failed my 1 hour challenge to test for gestational diabetes. I was allowed to do alternative carbohydrate loading as the glucola caused me to get dizzy, vomit, and have a very high heart rate. I was told that I could drink two 20 oz bottles of coke. I was NOT told that I had to consume both bottles in FIVE minutes. The lab guy waited until I had two minutes to go and only part of one bottle completed to inform me of this news. I was not a happy camper. I told him to cancel the test. I came back the next week and got to eat Skittles this time. This may sound easy, but it wasn't. I had to eat 4.2oz of Skittles in 15 minutes. Try it. It's hard. I almost ran out of time. I was shoving them in and had chipmunk cheeks at the end. I managed to get them down, except for the wad that I saved in my cheek and threw in the trash as soon as I left the lab. I then had to get my blood drawn every hour for 3 hours. It was pretty much torture. But, I passed the test with flying colors! Yay! No gestational diabetes. Aunt Regina, Kelli, and Mama had a baby shower for me. I was totally overwhelmed by the whole event. When Kelli was pregnant with Kaitlyn, I hid in the bathroom and cried the majority of the shower. Don't get me wrong. I was thrilled for Kelli. I was sad for myself, because I had already been trying for many years to get pregnant. So, when I walked into my own shower, I started bawling. Tears, snot, the works...classy. Not only was everything beautifully decorated, but seeing my family and friends there for ME did me in. I really appreciated people taking time out of their busy lives to be there. I still get teary eyed when I think about the people that showed up. Missing were both of my grandmothers. That makes me emotional as well. I wish they were here to see this precious baby. The shower was held at Murray's Grille in Yulee. Aunt Regina said she was disappointed in the food and even gave a small speech to make sure people knew what the unrecognizable stuff was. It was pretty funny. We spent a couple of days washing tiny clothes and organizing baby gear. That was overwhelming, as it provided a big sense of reality. I'm pretty much a big ball of emotions at the moment! I had two doctor's appointments on 8/7. The first was with the high risk specialist. Addison is doing great! She weighed 3lb 5oz. She has big, chubby cheeks and we love her so much already. We think she has an attitude because she gets mad if she's touched. She will either freeze or start doing somersaults to get away. It's been difficult for the doctor to find her heartbeat at times because she is trying to get away. She gets all that from her Daddy. Ha, ha. I was told at that appointment that I'd have to start attending NST's (heart rate testing) and Ultrasounds every Tuesday and Friday until I deliver. Phew! Tuesday's testing went ok. Addison kept wiggling away from the heart monitor but she passed the test. We got really good views of her face during the ultrasound. Its a BPP (biophysical profile) and she scored an 8/8. Today's testing didn't go quite as smoothly. They wanted Addison's heart rate to reach the 150's, but it stayed in the 130's. She failed her NST and we had to do another BPP (ultrasound) which she passed. The doctor said that some of the medicine I take to keep my heart rate controlled could be going to her, or she could have been just resting. They attempted to startle her by pressing a vibrating buzzer to my stomach. She could have cared less. The doctor brought up that my amniotic fluid is on the higher side (sigh). The US tech brought up that she has hair! She is so, so, so cute with her chubby cheeks and pouty lips. So, I am slightly concerned but trying not to totally freak out. We go again on Tuesday. Prayers that she will pass this time won't hurt! (I'll post pictures when I can.)
Saturday, July 21, 2012
We had our 4D Ultrasound today. So, so, so sweet. I really can't believe she's mine. True to Addison form, she did not want to cooperate. I had to exit the room and walk the floors to shake her up a little bit. Overall, I am thrilled with the pictures we got. I am beyond impatient for her to get here now! We also got a video of her, but I will have to play around with this and see if I can figure out how to post it. Here she is!
Friday, July 13, 2012
Yes, I am starting to look like a manatee.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
We had another ultrasound with the high risk specialist today and she is 100% a girl! Yay! We had to buy her some celebratory clothes.