The result: Mr 4. made a rainbow and hung it in the kitchen. Mr. 2 just commented on who was and was not wearing the crown.
There are so many things I want to write about, but there just doesn’t seem to be enough time. Today, I want to make my excuses for not updating.
I/We have been busy learning 5 new skills:
- Being a mom to 3 boys
- Learning Spanish (the kids like to press the buttons on the Rosetta Stone app).
- Experimenting with Essential Oils – so far I’m trying a diffuser and a homemade all-purpose cleaner. We are even doing a science experiment to test the effectiveness of the essential oil cleaner versus 409. I hope to post something about that at the conclusion of the experiment. So far I have learned that my kitchen and bathroom counter are disgusting. What do you use essential oils for?
- Incorporating exercise into my week. I can’t say I want a daily routine, because that’s just not realistic, but breastfeeding alone isn’t helping me get into my old jeans. Especially when I’m craving sweets.
- Trying to cook with an Instapot. So far I have only made steamed broccoli and it was okay. The whole mechanism seems intimidating to me, but I’m sure I’ll get more comfortable with it when I use it more. Feel free to share your favorite recipes in the comments!
We dropped my mom off at the airport today, so I am now alone with 3 little people while my husband is at work.
So my first order of business was to seek reinforcements by visiting with a friend at the zoo. We hadn’t seen our friend since before the baby was born, and the boys were very excited to both be at the zoo and see their friend.
These orangutans (boys) were LOUD. They yelled off and on nearly the whole time. Finally one of the zoo keepers explained to them that their yelling can disturb the animals (and people) around them. I’d been telling them that for the last hour, but it’s so much more effective (scary) when it comes from a stranger.
This is good, though. I want my boys to be able to tell people if they are made uncomfortable by something; and other people have the right to tell them if we are making them uncomfortable. I WANT the boys to be aware that the people and creatures around us are affected by our actions.
Their fun was not spoiled by this interaction as they were ready to sit down and eat a snack anyways. And, they were blessedly quiet for a little while.
My advice for a great recovery from birth:
- listen to your nurses and doctors
- Take all the meds even if you feel fine
- Eat and drink as soon as possible
- Get up and walk when you’ve got all the feeling in your legs back.
- Walk every few hours, don’t exhaust yourself but exercise will help with digestion and pain management.
- Have a snack and drink EVERY time you feed the baby. Dehydration and exhaustion can sneak up on you.
So basically because of those things I was able to leave the hospital after 36 hours post c-section. I don’t know why I was in such a hurry, but I felt a little bored at the hospital and I missed my older babies.
The worst pain was the contraction of the uterus as it attempts to return to its original size and the pain in my shoulder muscles from all the trapped gasses. And constipation. Walking and stretching\moving my arms always helped the shoulder pain. And the meds, of course.
Enough about me, how about the baby?
Day 1: he was born hungry and with the such adorably long fingers and toes. He latched right away when the nurse positioned him on the surgical table with me and he ate while they stitched me back up.
Mostly, he looks like a clone of his brothers. He slept and woke up only long enough to eat, about every 3-4 hours. In the night he almost went five hours but the nurses and doctors encourage you to wake him up and feed him every 3 hours…
Day 2: More sleeping and eating. In the evening he enthusiastically encouraged my milk development by refusing to be put down between 8:30 and 11:30. He finally succumbed to sleep and gave me 3 hours between feedings.
Day 3: Morning was all sleeping \eating. We took the boys to the museum of Flight to take advantage of both my mom and Sam being available to help out. In the evening he was again insatiable from 8:30 to 11:30. He slept 2 hours then 3 and 3. He had his first breastmilk poop in the night.
Day 4: He weighed 9 lbs 1 oz at the doctor visit. Everything looks good but we need to schedule another hearing test since he failed his at the hospital. This is apparently a common thing. This is the first day where he was awake for an hour while being calm and quiet. This occurred in the hour before his 8:30-11:30 buffet.
(I can’t be mad at that face! I was bad and took him into bed with me and let him snuggle while I tried to catch a little bit more sleep. Remember the safest place for your baby to sleep is on his back in his own bed!)
That’s today! He was awake and happy at lunch time for over an hour, and even seemed to enjoy a ride in the bouncer while I got to eat.
Born May 1, 2018
9 lbs 9 oz
It’s a boy! Mommy and baby are quite healthy; we even left the hospital a little early. (More on that later.)
Our C-section was scheduled for May 1 at 8 am. The night before I showered with antiseptic soap and drank a small bottle of Apple juice. In the morning I showered with the special soap again. We left the house and arrived at the hospital by 6.
For the next two hours they poked and prodded and made sure baby and I were ready for surgery. We briefly met all the doctors whose names I immediately forgot. We shared our worry with the anesthesiologist who was very sympathetic and felt confident that everything would go smoothly this time.
It took 3 tries to start my IV.
The big moment was when they dropped the drape and showed us the baby. My husband was supposed to announce to me what the gender was, but they dropped the drape so low the first thing I saw was his swollen testes and penis (completely normal, by the way).
I admit I cried 3-4 tears for the daughter I’ll never have, but this beautiful boy is an angel and I couldn’t be any happier now. This is going to be great.
As Pete the Cat always says, “The Sun is shining, I’m feeling alright!”
We’ve been getting a lot of outside time, soaking up as much sunshine as we can. We’ve even had a few days that we can describe as “warm”, and I am so thankful for it.
I tried to let some sun on my big belly in the hopes of encouraging the baby to come out, but that did not work. I’m still pregnant, but at least we are now in the single digits of this countdown.
My feet hurt, my back hurts, my head hurts, my groin joints hurt, my hips hurt when I lay in bed. Today the baby was squished up against my rib and I couldn’t turn my body to the left to look behind me when switching lanes very well.
We went to the zoo and playground and the boys had a brilliant time. The Tapir was running around and making a barking sound. The orangutan came right up to the window where they were watching. We saw the daddy and mommy lions sunning on the rocks, and then 6 baby ducks floated by in their little pond. We had a lot of fun and nobody got lost this time.
I did discuss beforehand with my 4-year-old what he should do if he felt lost and he agreed that he would stand in one spot and wait for me to find him. Luckily, though, he stayed fairly close to hand the whole time.
We haven’t done a huge amount of art this week because we’ve been spending so much time outside, but they have been painting on the easel which I keep on the deck. We also made tape collages. Tomorrow we are going to the beach with a friend.
Yesterday, I felt a different sort of pain in belly. It was a sharp and squeezing sensation that was more painful than the ones I normally feel, but it didn’t last very long. Nonetheless I got a little excited until I realized 2 hours later that it wasn’t going to happen again. Both my husband and I feel that I probably won’t go into labor before the C-section next Friday, but I can still hope. We have no science to back up our “feeling” just thinking along the lines of, “Shouldn’t my body be doing something different if I was going to go into labor soon?” As far as I can tell, the baby hasn’t even dropped into my pelvis yet. Even though this is my third child, it would be my first labor so there’s a good chance it wouldn’t happen until after the due date anyways. All I can do is keep waiting.
My oldest child turned 4 on Tuesday; so Happy Birthday to him! We didn’t have a “party” because his best friend is out of town and we also started a new session of Music Together that day.
We went to the indoor playground, then had music class, and then went to the grocery store.
After lunch and getting Mr. 2 to nap, we set to work baking his birthday cake.
We used this recipe for “the most amazing chocolate cake” and it did not disappoint.
Happy Birthday to my first born. A boy who is particular but lots of fun. A boy who is smart but silly. A boy who loves dinosaurs and trains and trucks, reading and building, and so much more.
Dear Kindle, you were a sweet kitty cat.
You were very independent but reliably came to sit on my lap when I tried to read or work. And then you bumped your cold, wet, nose against my hand until I pet you to your satisfaction. If that was ineffective, you would stick your stinky butt in my face, which is how you earned your nickname “stinky butt”.
I am sorry that I didn’t know how sick you were; you were so good at hiding it! I am sorry that I wasn’t more affectionate, but I hope you know you were loved.
Last Friday, the veterinarian called to say that they were 100% sure that Kindle’s intestine was completely blocked with Cancer. They said medicine might make her more comfortable for a month or two, but wasn’t guaranteed to help at all.
We have another fully dependent mammal coming into the world in 28 days (or less) so we decided to go ahead with euthanasia in order to shorten the cat’s suffering.
Poor kitty, everything happened so seemingly fast, but she must have been dealing with this for a long time. Cat’s are really good at hiding illness.
We will miss her.
I am very bad at holidays and special occasions. For example, the older boy turns 4 in 10 (!!!) days and I have done nothing to plan the celebration. I haven’t even thought about the cake yet. I think he wants one from the store, but do I need to order it ahead of time?
Well, it turns out tomorrow is a holiday. (Easter). My mom sent presents a week ago, I’ve gotten a few email reminders from the charities and one from tinker lab about Easter art projects. It’s the night before and I put myself and my husband to work to get ready for tomorrow.
My husband’s job was to put together the bikes we bought them before Christmas. We’ve been waiting for nice weather and even though it’s going to rain tomorrow I think it is time.
I put myself to work making some small easter decorations. Inspired by the email from tinker lab, I repurposed some of their paintings and cut out Easter bunnies and eggs. Tomorrow they can hang them on the string.
Finally, I filled some colorful plastic eggs with pom-pom balls and hid all the presents around the living room area. We are as ready as we are going to get.
Are you ready?
This little cat is as old as my relationship with my husband; so a little less than 8 years. Unfortunately, for the last week she hasn’t been eating and has been leaving black tarry poops all over the house. We are taking her to the vet tomorrow to see what they say.