After a two-month absence, I think I'm ready to re-enter the world of blogging. I'm using the fact that I now have two kids under the age of three as my excuse. I suppose I can't use that one forever, so here I am.
Things have been going great around our house, with the exception of Gehrig's "terrible two" behavior, which I've been assured over and over that it's completely normal. Even though I could pinch his little head off sometimes, he just amazes me day after day. His vocabulary is huge! And he's such the little copy cat. Here lately, whenever he gets in trouble, we make him tell us why he's in trouble just so we know he understands (which he does). After he tells us the reason, we have a talk about why whatever he did or didn't do is wrong. His reponse is always the same: "Okay" with a loud emphasis on the "kay" part. Brian took it as being disrespectful, but it sure was hard for us not to laugh. He corrected him and said that wasn't nice. Now, after he says "Okay", he immediately says "what daddy say about that?" Pretty funny stuff. He's also just learned all 26 letters of the alphabet, thanks to the puzzle my cousin handed down to him.
Gehrig has been doing great with his little brother, too. He always asks where "baby brother" is. He's constantly rubbing and kissing Gibby's head. Very sweet. He also loves to take Gibson's bottle out of his mouth when he's eating. He says "Look Mama. His mouth is moving." Silly boy! I honestly think I've heard "Mama" more times in these past 6 weeks that Gibson has been here than I've heard in the two and a half years of Gehrig's life. It seems to increase whenever I'm holding Gibson. For example:
"Mama, come to my room to play."
"Mama, look..."
"Mama, come here."
"Mama, what you doin'?"
"Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama"
And even though it drives me nuts sometimes to have ZERO silence in the house, I wouldn't trade a minute of it.
Gibson is growing like a weed. He'll be six weeks on Tuesday, Feb 24. Hard to believe! He's already in 3 month clothes, mostly to accommodate his length. He weighed in at 10.5 lbs about a week ago. I believe it! He's eating 5.5 oz every 4 hours during the day. He goes down for the night around 8:30 p.m. He usually wakes up around 2 a.m. to eat, and again at 6:30 or 7 a.m. Not too bad in my opinion. After having Gehrig, who was really a perfect baby as far as sleeping and just overall behavior goes, I just knew that Gibson would be the complete opposite - never sleeping and screaming all the time. Thankfully (at least, so far) they've been almost identical. Gibson is so laid back. He never really cries unless he's hungry or has a poopy diaper.
We're spending the weekend in TN with our good friends Ivan & Cathy. We're having a lot of fun catching up and just hanging out. The weather channel is calling for snow tonight, so of course I'm my normal worrisome self. I'm worried about driving home tomorrow, with the roads possibly being slick. I'm worried that we'll have to go home a different way than the way we came. I'm worried that we won't be able to go home until Monday, and I already miss Gehrig something fierce. We left him at home this time. It was a hard decision, but we both thought it would be best this time. We weren't sure we could make a 5-hour trip with a 2-year-old in tow. We were up here in September, and he screamed, and I mean SCREAMED, for at least half the drive up here. Also, they live in a 2-bedroom apartment, so sleeping arrangements would have been difficult. I refuse to let either one of my boys sleep in the bed with us. I'm second-guessing our decision to leave him at home, even though I think it was the right one. I know that Gehrig is having a ball at my parents' house, playing with Uncle Matt-Matt.
I'm just so thankful for all that God has blessed me with. I really have nothing at all to complain or worry about, even though you couldn't tell it by reading this post :) It's something that I'm working on though.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Past Ready
Gee, I really am getting slack in keeping this thing updated. But I'm using pregnancy as an excuse. I won't be able to use that one much longer, though. I've only got 3 weeks to go, and man does that seem like forever!
I didn't make it this far with Gehrig, so it's definitely a new experience. This is the most uncomfortable I've ever been in my entire life, but I know it will be worth every bit of it. I just can't wait to finally hold Gibson. Here's a picture that the nurse at my specialist's office took for us:
Isn't he the cutest thing you've ever seen? Of course, I'm partial :)
Everything has been doing well with my blood pressure (praise God!) - just the normal pregancy stuff - sore back, swollen ankles, totally exahusted, etc. Gibson has been doing really well too. He's always practicing his breathing on every ultra sound, which happens to be every week. The doctor still says he's a big baby. I'm okay with that! There was one issue that was discovered about 2 weeks ago. It looks as though Gibson's ureter (the tube that goes from his kidney to the bladder) is enlarged. The specialist didn't seem overly concerned, so we aren't either. He did recommend that we go see a pediatric urologist. Nothing can be done until birth, but at least the urologist would have a heads up as to how to possibly treat the situation. My specialist said that in most cases, the baby is given antibiotics to avoid any possible infection, and that the issue resolves itself. I couldn't get an appointment until Jan 9, and my due date is the 13th. Chances are he'll be here before I see the urologist. But the doc said not to worry. Everything would be taken care of. Surprisingly, I'm not worried at all. Concerned, yes, but not worried. I know that God is bigger than any problem and that He'll take care of it all.
I cannot believe that Christmas is just two days away. Where has this year gone?? Originally, we were going to have Santa wait one more year before visiting Gehrig. Between Brian's parents (only grandchild) and my parents, we figured he'd have more than enough new toys. But Santa had other plans. He said he wasn't skipping our house for anything :) I can't wait to see Gehrig's face on Christmas morning. He had fun last year, but he's so much more into it this time. Up until about a week ago, when asked what he wanted Santa to bring him, he said "Christmas tree". Now he's added "toys" to the list. I think Santa can handle that :)
I hope that everyone has a very Merry Christmas!
I didn't make it this far with Gehrig, so it's definitely a new experience. This is the most uncomfortable I've ever been in my entire life, but I know it will be worth every bit of it. I just can't wait to finally hold Gibson. Here's a picture that the nurse at my specialist's office took for us:
Isn't he the cutest thing you've ever seen? Of course, I'm partial :)
Everything has been doing well with my blood pressure (praise God!) - just the normal pregancy stuff - sore back, swollen ankles, totally exahusted, etc. Gibson has been doing really well too. He's always practicing his breathing on every ultra sound, which happens to be every week. The doctor still says he's a big baby. I'm okay with that! There was one issue that was discovered about 2 weeks ago. It looks as though Gibson's ureter (the tube that goes from his kidney to the bladder) is enlarged. The specialist didn't seem overly concerned, so we aren't either. He did recommend that we go see a pediatric urologist. Nothing can be done until birth, but at least the urologist would have a heads up as to how to possibly treat the situation. My specialist said that in most cases, the baby is given antibiotics to avoid any possible infection, and that the issue resolves itself. I couldn't get an appointment until Jan 9, and my due date is the 13th. Chances are he'll be here before I see the urologist. But the doc said not to worry. Everything would be taken care of. Surprisingly, I'm not worried at all. Concerned, yes, but not worried. I know that God is bigger than any problem and that He'll take care of it all.
I cannot believe that Christmas is just two days away. Where has this year gone?? Originally, we were going to have Santa wait one more year before visiting Gehrig. Between Brian's parents (only grandchild) and my parents, we figured he'd have more than enough new toys. But Santa had other plans. He said he wasn't skipping our house for anything :) I can't wait to see Gehrig's face on Christmas morning. He had fun last year, but he's so much more into it this time. Up until about a week ago, when asked what he wanted Santa to bring him, he said "Christmas tree". Now he's added "toys" to the list. I think Santa can handle that :)
I hope that everyone has a very Merry Christmas!
Friday, November 21, 2008
TGIF
The title says it all: Thank God it's Friday!!
It's getting really hard for me to work a 40-hour week. Maybe I'm just a wimp, but by the time Friday rolls around, I'm 100% exhausted. Oh, the joys of being pregnant :)
Thankfully, my last few doctor's visits have been good. My specialist did some measurements on Monday, the 17th. Not sure how accurate their calculations are, but they're telling me Gibson weighs 5 lb, 1 oz already. Wow! That's how much Gehrig weighed when he was born, and I'm still two weeks away from when I delivered him (week 34). My last two visits with my regular doctor have been good ones, too. My blood pressure continues to be perfect. I've gained 30 lbs up to this point. I'm hoping not to gain much more, but who knows? I'm pretty sure eating Oreos dunked in milk @ 9:30 p.m. isn't helping the situation.
We went ahead and scheduled a c-section for Tuesday, January 13. This was to ensure Dr. Attar would be doing the surgery. He did my first one, plus Gehrig's circumcision. Awesome is all I can say about him. He informed me that because of my high blood pressure issues, which is being controlled by meds, he didn't want me to go past my due date of Jan 15. Also, since I've already had a previous c-section, I can't be induced. So, long story short, unless I go into labor before Jan 13, little Gibson ??? (Conner, maybe) Knapp will be here Jan 13.
Between you and me, I'd be perfectly okay if he came a couple of weeks early. I don't want to say I haven't enjoyed this pregnancy, but it just seems a lot more uncomfortable than my first. Acid reflux, back pain, ligament pains, leg cramps, etc. But at least it's not the middle of summer like before. I'm loving this cooler weather!!
Gehrig has officially hit the "terrible twos". Don't get me wrong - he's still a VERY good little boy, but he's definitely having more of his "moments". We've implemented time out, which he doesn't like at all. Nine times out of ten, he poops while he's standing in the corner. Of course he tells us before he does it, but we just tell him to go ahead and when time out is over, we'll clean him up. His big thing is throwing his toys, or whatever he happens to be holding at the moment we tell him "No" or "Hold on a minute". Thankfully most of his little outbursts are at home with us. He's really good outside the home (knock on wood).
He's also taken to "tee-tee"ing in the potty. Last week he asked to go, so of course we were thrilled. He did his thing, then wanted to wash his hands. He had so much fun soaping up, that now we believe that's the only reason he wants to tee-tee in the potty. Hey, whatever it takes! He'll strip down to absolutely nothing, do his business, flush and say "Bye bye, tee-tee!", then move his stool over to the sink to scrub up. I've asked him a few times about pooping in the potty. So far, he wants no part of that. Maybe next time we put him in time-out and he says "do-do", I'll run him to the potty. Can't hurt to try! He'll already be mad at me anyway.
Tonight is "Twilight" night, and I'm sooooo excited! Brian and I are going with Gehrig's babysitter, Ms. Karen and the whole Harrison crew. It's going to be so much fun. Gehrig was going to spend the night at my parents' house tonight. I was so excited about sleeping in tomorrow morning. For some unknown reason, Gehrig has been waking up at 6:30 a.m. every morning instead of his usual 7:30 or 8 a.m. Unfortunately, plans changed. My parents had their carpet cleaned first thing this morning, and they told them to wait 24 hours before moving any furniture back. It's never taken that long to dry, but we all decided it wouldn't be a very good idea to have him over there. My mom is coming to our house instead to babysit. I tried to talk her into spending the night so she could get up before daylight, but she didn't seem too thrilled about that idea :) Oh, well - it was worth a shot!
It's getting really hard for me to work a 40-hour week. Maybe I'm just a wimp, but by the time Friday rolls around, I'm 100% exhausted. Oh, the joys of being pregnant :)
Thankfully, my last few doctor's visits have been good. My specialist did some measurements on Monday, the 17th. Not sure how accurate their calculations are, but they're telling me Gibson weighs 5 lb, 1 oz already. Wow! That's how much Gehrig weighed when he was born, and I'm still two weeks away from when I delivered him (week 34). My last two visits with my regular doctor have been good ones, too. My blood pressure continues to be perfect. I've gained 30 lbs up to this point. I'm hoping not to gain much more, but who knows? I'm pretty sure eating Oreos dunked in milk @ 9:30 p.m. isn't helping the situation.
We went ahead and scheduled a c-section for Tuesday, January 13. This was to ensure Dr. Attar would be doing the surgery. He did my first one, plus Gehrig's circumcision. Awesome is all I can say about him. He informed me that because of my high blood pressure issues, which is being controlled by meds, he didn't want me to go past my due date of Jan 15. Also, since I've already had a previous c-section, I can't be induced. So, long story short, unless I go into labor before Jan 13, little Gibson ??? (Conner, maybe) Knapp will be here Jan 13.
Between you and me, I'd be perfectly okay if he came a couple of weeks early. I don't want to say I haven't enjoyed this pregnancy, but it just seems a lot more uncomfortable than my first. Acid reflux, back pain, ligament pains, leg cramps, etc. But at least it's not the middle of summer like before. I'm loving this cooler weather!!
Gehrig has officially hit the "terrible twos". Don't get me wrong - he's still a VERY good little boy, but he's definitely having more of his "moments". We've implemented time out, which he doesn't like at all. Nine times out of ten, he poops while he's standing in the corner. Of course he tells us before he does it, but we just tell him to go ahead and when time out is over, we'll clean him up. His big thing is throwing his toys, or whatever he happens to be holding at the moment we tell him "No" or "Hold on a minute". Thankfully most of his little outbursts are at home with us. He's really good outside the home (knock on wood).
He's also taken to "tee-tee"ing in the potty. Last week he asked to go, so of course we were thrilled. He did his thing, then wanted to wash his hands. He had so much fun soaping up, that now we believe that's the only reason he wants to tee-tee in the potty. Hey, whatever it takes! He'll strip down to absolutely nothing, do his business, flush and say "Bye bye, tee-tee!", then move his stool over to the sink to scrub up. I've asked him a few times about pooping in the potty. So far, he wants no part of that. Maybe next time we put him in time-out and he says "do-do", I'll run him to the potty. Can't hurt to try! He'll already be mad at me anyway.
Tonight is "Twilight" night, and I'm sooooo excited! Brian and I are going with Gehrig's babysitter, Ms. Karen and the whole Harrison crew. It's going to be so much fun. Gehrig was going to spend the night at my parents' house tonight. I was so excited about sleeping in tomorrow morning. For some unknown reason, Gehrig has been waking up at 6:30 a.m. every morning instead of his usual 7:30 or 8 a.m. Unfortunately, plans changed. My parents had their carpet cleaned first thing this morning, and they told them to wait 24 hours before moving any furniture back. It's never taken that long to dry, but we all decided it wouldn't be a very good idea to have him over there. My mom is coming to our house instead to babysit. I tried to talk her into spending the night so she could get up before daylight, but she didn't seem too thrilled about that idea :) Oh, well - it was worth a shot!
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Another Transition
I decided to take half a day personal time from work yesterday. The day just got off to a crappy start. It was raining and cold for one thing, which in my opinion is a perfect formula for staying in bed all day long. I went by Dunkin' Donuts and got a turkey sausage flatbread sandwich and a large coffee. When I got to work, I was juggling my purse, my food, coffee and umbrella. As I approached the door, I was trying to close my umbrella without dropping my coffee. Instead, I punctured a huge hole in the cup, which in turn got coffee all over me. I almost went home then. But I waited it out until about noon.
On the way home, I thought that it would be a perfect opportunity to switch out the beds whie Gehrig was still at the sitter's house. Brian was in the middle of writing a story, so I started taking the crib apart. Of course, being the weakling that I am, Brian had to come in and help me. All of a sudden, I just started crying uncontrollably. I stated that I didn't want Gehrig to ever leave his crib and grow up. Very similar to my first post on here actually :) After a good 45 minute cry, I was okay. We got the crib apart and the twin bed moved in. When I picked Gehrig up from Ms. Kay-Kay's house, I told him what I'd done. He seemed really excited. Karen asked him who was going to sleep in his baby bed, and he said "Brother". So cute!
We had dinner @ El Charro last night. I had every intention of cooking, but after messing with those beds, plus cleaning out all the clothes that Gehrig couldn't wear anymore and putting them in storage, I was wiped out. My back was so sore. After "Char", we went to Wal-Mart to let Gehrig pick out some new sheets for his bed. We were only getting new sheets, but ended up with the whole deal. I just couldn't pass it up!
We watched Wonder Pets in our bed as usual, then he wanted me to rock him. He was very hesitant to lay down, but once he did at around 9 p.m., I never heard a peep out of him all night long. I was up about four times during the night doing my normal potty breaks. Everytime I checked on him, he was sound asleep cuddled up under his blankets. He finally decided to wake up around 8:20 this morning. And he didn't get out of the bed. He just layed there calling me until I came to get him up. I'm not sure if it'll be this easy tonight, but I wouldn't complain. He's always been great with every transition so far. I'm just so proud of him!
I was afraid to take his picture while he was actually sleeping in his new bed - I didn't want to disturb a good thing. But I did take a pic of his new bedding. Maybe tonight I'll try to get a shot of him snoozing away.
On the way home, I thought that it would be a perfect opportunity to switch out the beds whie Gehrig was still at the sitter's house. Brian was in the middle of writing a story, so I started taking the crib apart. Of course, being the weakling that I am, Brian had to come in and help me. All of a sudden, I just started crying uncontrollably. I stated that I didn't want Gehrig to ever leave his crib and grow up. Very similar to my first post on here actually :) After a good 45 minute cry, I was okay. We got the crib apart and the twin bed moved in. When I picked Gehrig up from Ms. Kay-Kay's house, I told him what I'd done. He seemed really excited. Karen asked him who was going to sleep in his baby bed, and he said "Brother". So cute!
We had dinner @ El Charro last night. I had every intention of cooking, but after messing with those beds, plus cleaning out all the clothes that Gehrig couldn't wear anymore and putting them in storage, I was wiped out. My back was so sore. After "Char", we went to Wal-Mart to let Gehrig pick out some new sheets for his bed. We were only getting new sheets, but ended up with the whole deal. I just couldn't pass it up!
We watched Wonder Pets in our bed as usual, then he wanted me to rock him. He was very hesitant to lay down, but once he did at around 9 p.m., I never heard a peep out of him all night long. I was up about four times during the night doing my normal potty breaks. Everytime I checked on him, he was sound asleep cuddled up under his blankets. He finally decided to wake up around 8:20 this morning. And he didn't get out of the bed. He just layed there calling me until I came to get him up. I'm not sure if it'll be this easy tonight, but I wouldn't complain. He's always been great with every transition so far. I'm just so proud of him!
I was afraid to take his picture while he was actually sleeping in his new bed - I didn't want to disturb a good thing. But I did take a pic of his new bedding. Maybe tonight I'll try to get a shot of him snoozing away.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Quick Updates
Just wanted to let everyone know that I got my results from my glucose tolerance test from last week - I passed! I was so glad. I really didn't want to do the 3-hour test. I had to do that with Gehrig, and it was no fun. I told Brian I was very surprised that I passed. He said, "Why? You shouldn't be." It really made me think - I shouldn't have been suprised at all. God takes care of his children, and I'm no exception. I know people were praying for me during that test that everything would come out just fine, and praise God it did!
In other news, I had to wake Brian up this morning as I was getting ready for work. I found that I could no longer bend over to tie my own shoes. Sad, huh?
In other news, I had to wake Brian up this morning as I was getting ready for work. I found that I could no longer bend over to tie my own shoes. Sad, huh?
Monday, October 20, 2008
Catching Up...
I know, I know...it's been way too long since I've updated this blog. I hope this doesn't become a habit. I have very good intentions of updating this thing at least once a week. But I'll use being pregnant as an excuse :)
Just an update on the pregnancy - I went to my regular doctor this past Friday for my wonderful glucose test. I hope to have the results sometime today, tomorrow at the latest. I'm currently 27 weeks along. So far, I've gained 16 lbs, putting me just over the 200 lb mark. Not real excited about that, but I'll deal with it. My blood pressure was 124/78, which is perfect. I sure hope that trend continues. I'll now start going to my normal doctor every two weeks. I see my specialist on Oct 27, and then every week after that. I've been feeling really good, just very tired. But I'm assuming that will last for the next 15-20 years. The evenings are the worst, though. By then, after working all day, I'm completely exhausted, almost lethargic feeling. I have the best husband in the world who takes me out to dinner so I don't have to cook, takes care of Gehrig when he's going full speed, etc., and he doesn't complain when I conk out on the couch at 9 p.m.
We went to Ft Lauderdale the first weekend of this month for Brian's work. It was to cover the EliteXC event, which is mixed martial arts. We flew out Friday morning around 9:30 a.m. The cab ride from the airport to our hotel was such a fiasco. The driver spoke very little english. We told him the address of the hotel and he acted like he knew exactly where it was. Thirty minutes later, he asks for the address again, and then said, "Oh, I know where that is." We had driven as far one way from the airport as we should have gone the other direction. He was stopping in the middle of the road to call for help from dispatch. Not a very exciting ride. I was fuming! Brian told me to just smile. There wasn't anything we could do since we didn't know our way around. Finally, over an hour later, we arrived to our hotel. The total charge was almost $75. He said we could just pay him $60. The cab ride back to the airport Sunday morning ended up only being $35, so our first driver was definitely playing us. Thankfully, Brian's uncle (who lives in Miami) came Saturday and was our taxi. We drove down to Miami and South Beach. Pretty interesting place! We didn't get out because it was raining, but the bars were in full swing at 1 p.m. in the afternoon. I don't think that place ever sleeps! The fights were Saturday night at 6:30 p.m. It was really fun! A much better experience than the fights in Atlanta last month. There wasn't nearly as much alcohol and foul language around me and Uncle Greg, which was definitely a good thing. Brian got to sit ringside at the media table. IT was so neat to see him at work, doing what he absolutely loves. I'm so proud of him! We didn't get back to the hotel until 1:30 a.m. since he had to attend the press conference. Our flight back was at 7:15 a.m., so I only got about 2 hours sleep. It took a few days to recover from that, but it was so much fun!
This past weekend was a long one. Last Thursday night, Gehrig was up almost all night long, just crying. We asked him to tell us what hurt, but he was crying too much to tell. Being the wonderful Daddy that he is, Brian stayed up with him until 4:30 a.m. Friday morning. During the day Friday, he developed a fever. I made an appointment with Dr. Miller that same day. Gehrig had said that his teeth were hurting, so we were thinking it was his 2-year molars coming in. But we couldn't be sure, because Gehrig also said that his knees hurt, his elbows hurt, his hiney hurt, etc. When we saw Dr. Miller Friday, she informed us that his molars were already in. That was good news, because I'd heard those things can be rough on a little one. But the bad news was that he had strep. No wonder he was crying so much :( She put him on antibiotics and told us that he needed to stay away from other kids through Sunday. So, we stayed in the house all weekend long. He actually played most of the day Saturday and yesterday. Last night was a different story, though. He had a fever of 101.5 through a lot of the night. I was giving him Tylenol and Motrin every 2 hours as he needed it. Brian stayed up with him again last night. They camped out in the recliner for most of the night. Anytime I would come into the room to check on them, Gehrig would say "bye-bye". I guess that meant that he didn't want me in there. His daddy was doing a good job, so I just went back to bed and tried to sleep. He's still puny this morning with a slight fever, but at least he ate breakfast. I just hope he gets back to his normal playful self soon. I miss it :(
I suppose that's about for now. Here is the most recent preggo pic at 26 weeks, and a few others of my little guy. Most of you have already seen them on Myspace and Facebook, but just for the sake of sprucing up this blog, I'll post them again. Talk to you soon (I promise!)
Just an update on the pregnancy - I went to my regular doctor this past Friday for my wonderful glucose test. I hope to have the results sometime today, tomorrow at the latest. I'm currently 27 weeks along. So far, I've gained 16 lbs, putting me just over the 200 lb mark. Not real excited about that, but I'll deal with it. My blood pressure was 124/78, which is perfect. I sure hope that trend continues. I'll now start going to my normal doctor every two weeks. I see my specialist on Oct 27, and then every week after that. I've been feeling really good, just very tired. But I'm assuming that will last for the next 15-20 years. The evenings are the worst, though. By then, after working all day, I'm completely exhausted, almost lethargic feeling. I have the best husband in the world who takes me out to dinner so I don't have to cook, takes care of Gehrig when he's going full speed, etc., and he doesn't complain when I conk out on the couch at 9 p.m.
We went to Ft Lauderdale the first weekend of this month for Brian's work. It was to cover the EliteXC event, which is mixed martial arts. We flew out Friday morning around 9:30 a.m. The cab ride from the airport to our hotel was such a fiasco. The driver spoke very little english. We told him the address of the hotel and he acted like he knew exactly where it was. Thirty minutes later, he asks for the address again, and then said, "Oh, I know where that is." We had driven as far one way from the airport as we should have gone the other direction. He was stopping in the middle of the road to call for help from dispatch. Not a very exciting ride. I was fuming! Brian told me to just smile. There wasn't anything we could do since we didn't know our way around. Finally, over an hour later, we arrived to our hotel. The total charge was almost $75. He said we could just pay him $60. The cab ride back to the airport Sunday morning ended up only being $35, so our first driver was definitely playing us. Thankfully, Brian's uncle (who lives in Miami) came Saturday and was our taxi. We drove down to Miami and South Beach. Pretty interesting place! We didn't get out because it was raining, but the bars were in full swing at 1 p.m. in the afternoon. I don't think that place ever sleeps! The fights were Saturday night at 6:30 p.m. It was really fun! A much better experience than the fights in Atlanta last month. There wasn't nearly as much alcohol and foul language around me and Uncle Greg, which was definitely a good thing. Brian got to sit ringside at the media table. IT was so neat to see him at work, doing what he absolutely loves. I'm so proud of him! We didn't get back to the hotel until 1:30 a.m. since he had to attend the press conference. Our flight back was at 7:15 a.m., so I only got about 2 hours sleep. It took a few days to recover from that, but it was so much fun!
This past weekend was a long one. Last Thursday night, Gehrig was up almost all night long, just crying. We asked him to tell us what hurt, but he was crying too much to tell. Being the wonderful Daddy that he is, Brian stayed up with him until 4:30 a.m. Friday morning. During the day Friday, he developed a fever. I made an appointment with Dr. Miller that same day. Gehrig had said that his teeth were hurting, so we were thinking it was his 2-year molars coming in. But we couldn't be sure, because Gehrig also said that his knees hurt, his elbows hurt, his hiney hurt, etc. When we saw Dr. Miller Friday, she informed us that his molars were already in. That was good news, because I'd heard those things can be rough on a little one. But the bad news was that he had strep. No wonder he was crying so much :( She put him on antibiotics and told us that he needed to stay away from other kids through Sunday. So, we stayed in the house all weekend long. He actually played most of the day Saturday and yesterday. Last night was a different story, though. He had a fever of 101.5 through a lot of the night. I was giving him Tylenol and Motrin every 2 hours as he needed it. Brian stayed up with him again last night. They camped out in the recliner for most of the night. Anytime I would come into the room to check on them, Gehrig would say "bye-bye". I guess that meant that he didn't want me in there. His daddy was doing a good job, so I just went back to bed and tried to sleep. He's still puny this morning with a slight fever, but at least he ate breakfast. I just hope he gets back to his normal playful self soon. I miss it :(
I suppose that's about for now. Here is the most recent preggo pic at 26 weeks, and a few others of my little guy. Most of you have already seen them on Myspace and Facebook, but just for the sake of sprucing up this blog, I'll post them again. Talk to you soon (I promise!)
Monday, August 18, 2008
Birthday Boy
Wow - has it really been two weeks since I've updated this thing? Time sure does get away from me these days. That's exactly what I thought on August 9 when we had Gehrig's birthday party - two years old already??? Where has the time gone? It seems like just yesterday we were bringing him home from the hospital.
He went from this...
to this...
...all in just a matter of minutes in my mind. I know we'll be sending him off to school before we know it. Boy, I don't even want to think that far ahead. I'm a wreck now just thinking about potty training him. I'm sure you all remember my last meltdown (or at least the one I told you about!)
We had a Blues Clues party for him on his birthday. We had a houseful of people, and Gehrig loved every minute of all the attention he was getting. He got lots of neat stuff. Mostly cars, but that suited him just fine. He's definitely 100% boy! Here are a few pictures from the party -
Of course, with a second birthday comes a doctor's visit. I lied to Gehrig and told him there wouldn't be any shots, but there was a follow-up shot he had to get. He was a very brave little man and only sreamed for a few minutes. The nurse gave him a sticker and that seemed to fix everything. Dr. Miller said that he was in the 25th percentile on his height, 33 inches, and in the 5th percentile for weight, 24 lbs. She said that most premies had already caught up by now, but that he might just be a smaller child. Brian is right at 6', and is the shortest man on his side of the family. I've got lots of tall people on my mom's side. We'll just have to see if he'll inherit any of that. The doctor said that he seems to be perfectly healthy, and that's all that matters to me.
Whatever he lacks in size, he certainly makes up for in brains. I know all moms say this about their own kids, but Gehrig is the smartest little man in the world :) He already knows all his colors, enough so that he will intentionally tell you the wrong color of something just to get a laugh out of you. He left several of his trucks at the sitter's house over the weekend. He kept telling us exactly which ones he was missing - "green car, black truck, yellow truck." It's just amazing to me that he knows exactly which ones he didn't have and where they were. He also remembers the color of everybody's vehicles, even when he's not looking at them. His memory is unbelieveable! He definitely takes after his daddy on that trait.
Nothing too much is happening with the new baby. My next appointment is this Friday, so unless something exciting happens in our household before then, I'll write back after my doctor's visit. Talk to you soon!
He went from this...
to this...
...all in just a matter of minutes in my mind. I know we'll be sending him off to school before we know it. Boy, I don't even want to think that far ahead. I'm a wreck now just thinking about potty training him. I'm sure you all remember my last meltdown (or at least the one I told you about!)
We had a Blues Clues party for him on his birthday. We had a houseful of people, and Gehrig loved every minute of all the attention he was getting. He got lots of neat stuff. Mostly cars, but that suited him just fine. He's definitely 100% boy! Here are a few pictures from the party -
Of course, with a second birthday comes a doctor's visit. I lied to Gehrig and told him there wouldn't be any shots, but there was a follow-up shot he had to get. He was a very brave little man and only sreamed for a few minutes. The nurse gave him a sticker and that seemed to fix everything. Dr. Miller said that he was in the 25th percentile on his height, 33 inches, and in the 5th percentile for weight, 24 lbs. She said that most premies had already caught up by now, but that he might just be a smaller child. Brian is right at 6', and is the shortest man on his side of the family. I've got lots of tall people on my mom's side. We'll just have to see if he'll inherit any of that. The doctor said that he seems to be perfectly healthy, and that's all that matters to me.
Whatever he lacks in size, he certainly makes up for in brains. I know all moms say this about their own kids, but Gehrig is the smartest little man in the world :) He already knows all his colors, enough so that he will intentionally tell you the wrong color of something just to get a laugh out of you. He left several of his trucks at the sitter's house over the weekend. He kept telling us exactly which ones he was missing - "green car, black truck, yellow truck." It's just amazing to me that he knows exactly which ones he didn't have and where they were. He also remembers the color of everybody's vehicles, even when he's not looking at them. His memory is unbelieveable! He definitely takes after his daddy on that trait.
Nothing too much is happening with the new baby. My next appointment is this Friday, so unless something exciting happens in our household before then, I'll write back after my doctor's visit. Talk to you soon!
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