Welcome Home Mom

So I was released from the hospital last week! Woohoo! From the moment I have walked in the door to my house my excitement has been quickly overshadowed by the 'little vacation without rules' I'm finding my little Addison has been on without mom.

Since I have walked into my house I have witnessed my daughter dancing on the coffee table, jumping off the back of the couch while saying "poopie!" or "butt!" and screaming at me that "nope, I'm not doing it, I don't have to, nope not ever." I'm serious that is what she says! Let me tell you there have been a few nights that she has been in bed at 6:30. Welcome home mom.

How did this happen you mght say? It starts and ends with my other half.. While she was dancing on the coffee table the other day, I said "Addie! what are you doing? Get off the table." She says "Why?" " you know your not aloud to walk on the coffee table!" I exclaim, completely horrified.  I look over at Matt and he has this look like he just dropped chocolate ice cream on white carpet.  "Oops, he says " I let her dance on the table." Wow. Seriously?

She also has had cheese tortellini with Alfredo sauce every single night for the better part of a month. I'm not kidding.

Addison gets a treat every night if she eats a good dinner. Good dinner in my house means you eat all the veggies and most of the main course and then you get like 3 tablespoons of ice cream with strawberries on top.  The "good" dinner part ended while I was out, because now she just expects a giant bowl of ice cream with chocolate syrup, whip cream and get this, m&m's on top.  I-yi-yi.

In Matt's defense, I will say that he did have a lot on his plate while I was in the hospital and I guess his daughter's nutrition (nor safety) was at the top of his list.

No wonder he's the favorite.

Coolness is OUT

When I was a kid my mom and Dad were what I would consider very strict. Especially when it came to music. They were 'so lame' I would have told you, everyone listens to Madonna. What is the problem?

The year was 1988 and we were in our Honda Accord on our way to Cleveland from Wooster ( about an hour) listening to my George Micheal cassette. Duh, like I didnt know trouble was looming. So "I want your sex" comes on and I remember sitting in the backseat trying to talk over the music so that my parents cant hear the over sexed language just oozing from the speakers.  In one second my dad takes the cassette out of the player and throws it out the window saying  "what in THE hell are you listening to?"

Another time I had written the words down to Salt n peppas "push it good".  I was trying to memorize them..I can't tell you for what. It was just cool to shout out a line to a cool song while in the lunch line.  So picture this,  my dad finds the words to the song on a piece of notebook paper (that I left by the phone!)  and thinks that it's a note to a boy. This is what the note says " yeah, you come here and give me a kiss, better make it fast or else I'm gonna get pissed." This is how they thought I talked to boys. I was grounded for weeks and weeks. They never did get that it was a song.

I have to say that I am shocked by some of the songs out there. They are way worse than the 80's. My niece was here last summer singing crazy songs like Flo-rida's "You spin me right round baby right round" a song I happen to enjoy,  but when her sweet little face is singing words that that I hate she knows,  I had to turn it off.

What has happened to me? I used to be so cool. I'm scared of the 2020's.

Were having a baby!

This is the best day ever. We had an ultrasound this morning. Dr. Allbert was happy to report that the baby's head is measuring right on target. Baby Grayson's head completely stopped growing between 27-28 weeks. This baby's head is 28 weeks/4 days. PERFECT. Her whole body is growing perfectly! Her belly is even measuring 30 wks/1 day. Both Addie and Grayson were so tiny, this one might be a chubby one! How awesome is that?

The doctor also said that she has a 99% chance of survival with NO long term disabilites!

We're having a baby! Were actually going to take home a screaming, tiny eating machine with kissable cheeks and pinchable thighs. I think in the back of my head I have always thought that we were going to cross a road where someone was going to tell us that there is something wrong and it just wasnt meant to be. I am finally allowing myself to dream about feeling my baby in my arms, snuggling up to my neck, and smelling her baby soft skin. I picture her cooing, her legs and arms uncontrollably kicking away. Her first smiles, soon turning into belly laughs, and watching Addie play.

I'm over come with emotion today. Today is the day that a long awaited dream is starting to become a reality. I am so thankful.

Let the shopping begin!

Welcome back Addison

Addison has been away in Charleston, SC with her Grandparents for one whole week. It has been so helpful not to worry who is going to pick her up from school, keep her at their house until Matt gets home and so on. Luckily we have great neighbors that are always willing to pick her up and keep her at any time, but I still feel like we are being invasive.

So Addison took a nice, long vacation during spring break. Problem is, we missed her like CRAZY.

Matt's parents brought her in last night and I almost cried just seeing her and how much she had grown! I couldnt stop hugging and kissing her cute little face. I had to watch it cuz I was starting to get the annoyed  'your touching me too much' look. 1 week, that's all it was and I swear she looked like a 5 year old. She brought a giant bag full of stuff to show me, a new outfit to twirl around in and show off, told me all about her escapades (especially seeing the white alligator at the aquarium) and had a HUGE smile on her face the entire time she was here.

The best part was when Matt walked in after work. She was hiding under the sink from him, so we went through the whole "where is Addie?  I thought she was with you?" until out she popped with a Boo! and literally jumped into Matt's arms. Those two just stood there hugging with Addison's head on his shoulder for about 2 whole minutes. I swear I don't think my heart has ever felt more full.

I can't wait for this baby, the love we have for our children, it's an amazing, powerful thing.

scratch it off my wierdo list

I had a list that makes me wierd that I put together a few weeks ago. On that list I said that I love getting shots and look forward to giving blood. I take it all back. I hate shots, IV's and giving blood.

I'm quirky, but that IS just wierd.

Thank you everyone

To everyone that reads my blog and comments, Thank you. It's so nice to know that people are reading and caring. I appreciate each one of your comments and read them every day.

Love to you all
Amy

Here for the duration....

I had a pretty ugly night in the hopsital on Saturday night. Woke up in a pool of blood around 11:30, I had thought my water broke. I called for the nurses, 5 came running in trying to find the babies heartbeat, starting an IV line, cleaning me up, changing me into a gown, yelling for the doctor to bring the ultrasound machine because they couldnt find her Heartbeat. It had to be a full five minutes before the doctor ran in with the machine and immediatly put the doppler on my stomach. The head nurse stood behind him waiting, waiting, my breath was caught in my throat. She looked into my eyes and said, "yes, there it is. " breathe, in and out. I was able to get Matt on the phone to let him know that what was happening and that they were moving me to labor and delivery. If the bleeding didnt stop, I was getting a cesarean. Matt was here in 15 minutes, we live in a another state. I'm sure many laws were broken en-route.

In labor and delivery, the babies heart rate was fine, but I was having contractions. They talked about giving me magnesium sulfate, which I hear just makes you want to die. I got steroid shots to help the babies lungs mature and we were monitored for the next 18 hours. I didnt sleep a wink that night. We are so close, this is just too early. She would be in the NICU until her due date and while she is a perfectly viable baby, she would have to go through some horrible stuff for the next 3 months.

I have had 2 big bleeds in one week. It's not looking good to go full term. In fact pretty much there is no chance. 34 weeks might be the longest we can keep her in with placenta previa.

She is going to be fine,  I have complete faith, please pray and keep us in your thoughts.