Wednesday, January 31, 2007
So, tonight is the ode to Daddy... he is wonderful and is the sole reason that Love Bug is such a sweet, mellow baby (totally his temperament). I know that I could not have gotten through the last few months without him. The Love Bug is so lucky to have him as a Dad, and I'm even luckier that he is my husband and best friend.
They always say that you get paid back when you have kids, so I'm guessing our next one will be like me. My Mom says that I slept well (once she rocked me to sleep), fed well (of course), and rarely cried (because I was the first born and constantly entertained). But I was also independent, high energy, and in her kind words, very "spirited"... wow, the next time, we're in trouble.
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Then, I got some perspective last night. I was searching online for help with "feeding problems" and I found a link to a blog of another Mom. She has two foster children, who are 13 months and 2 months, and they hope to adopt them soon. The biological parents did not do the right things in the prenatal period and the children have ended up with feeding tubes. She cannot feed them bottles, soft foods, or anything. They have to be fed directly into their stomachs. Talk about getting perspective! I am agonizing over the remote possibility of having to switch to formula and she is dealing with tubes, medications, special diets, etc. On top of all this, she doesn't even know if she'll get to keep the kids and has current court battles with both biological families. What an amazing woman she is - a true hero.
I think sometimes I just need a reminder to have some perspective.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Wednesday, the 24th was my birthday and I turned 28. B made white chocolate cheesecake and a few friends came over to have cake and champagne. It was really nice and having the Love Bug this year for my birthday made it even sweeter. She is such a blessing, because I was feeling sad all evening. I could not figure out why I was sad, but then I finally realized before I went to bed that I was waiting for my Dad to call. Even though I already talked to my Mom and that's when I would've talked to him too, I was still waiting for it. I can't believe it's been 7 months since he passed away... it still feels so new sometimes.
We talked on the phone often, but birthday phone calls were different. They were longer, more thoughtful... and he would ask me about life. If I could talk to him, I'd tell him that I learned something very important in my 27th year. And it was a lesson he taught me. It's that life is short and that you can't take anything with you. I'm so glad I've traveled all over Europe and now I just want to travel more. I'm so glad I've used the money we have to take cruises, go to wonderful French restaurants for dinner, and give to charities, instead of buying the best clothes or gadgets. I'm so glad that I've taken lots of pictures, made lots of memories, and rarely turned down an invitation to do something fun. I'm so glad that my family and friends know how much I love them, and that HE knew that before he died. But mostly, I'm so glad that I got to be his daughter for 27 years. I'm sure he's sitting on the beach in heaven, drinking a gin and tonic (or maybe a beer, because surely there aren't carbs in heaven), and I just hope he knows that I miss him. I wish I could have told him all that over the phone instead of in my prayers.
Monday, January 22, 2007
The first few weeks, we were not getting much sleep. At times, since I was breastfeeding, Love Bug would wake up again before I fully fell asleep. Even as she started sleeping longer, I couldn't fall asleep because I was so paranoid about how long I would get to sleep before she woke up again. I felt like I had insomnia, but really I was just so stressed about it. I also was getting way to much pressure from other people to try to get her to sleep at night so that her sleep habits would get off to a good start. I was also feeling pressure to get to Love Bug to sleep, so that B could get better sleep for work. Well, after I talked to our pediatrician at the two month appointment, I felt a lot better. He told me just to make sure that she was starting to sleep more at night and less during the day and that is the only goal at this point. Sleep habits shouldn't be taught (in his and most doctors opinions) until 4 - 6 months of age. Even though my Mom and B had been telling me this all along, I just needed to hear it from a more official source.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Now that I've had the Love Bug, I decided to get tested to make sure we can prevent problems for our future children. Once we arrived at the genetic counselor's office, I realized it wasn't going to be just one test. She was the sweetest French lady and very calm, but she asked about our family background and decided I should be tested to see if I am a carrier for some other diseases, like cystic fibrosis (which is common among those of mixed Western European heritage, like myself). She took a couple of viles of blood and sent me home to wait and worry! Love Bug had been tested for some things when she was born, but not everything, so I did have some small concerns that if I was positive, then I would have to wait and worry while Love Bug got tested. Even if she was fine, then we would have to have B tested. If he was also positive for the same thing, we'd have to decide if we'd leave it to chance or try genetic counseling when we have other children. I'm not into messing with nature too much, but who wants to knowingly bring a child in this world who may just spend most of their life suffering? Luckily, there is no need for that, because I am negative for everything.
The moral of this story is to get tested, before you get pregnant... it will save you a lot of worry.
Sunday, January 14, 2007
Saturday, January 13, 2007
But then... this week... SHE FOUND IT!
It has been so cute to watch and now Love Bug immediately sticks it in her mouth with no trouble. Now when we pick her up after her nap, she is usually sucking her thumb. It keeps her calm for a few minutes until I can go get her. For a mom who feels bad when her baby cries, it's a lifesaver.
Just something I wanted you all to note, since I've already been scolded for "allowing" this... thumb sucking will not hurt the Love Bug's teeth! That is a wives tale. The pediatrician reassured me that it is usually just fine (it can cause minor interference with their bite if they do it for 5 or 6 years, but only VERY RARELY). Plus, I always revert to the "anything that is natural is good" rule... babies suck their thumbs in the womb, for Pete's sake!
UPDATE on 1/23/07... I found out that my girlfriend's daughter, who is almost 8 weeks older than the Love Bug, just found her thumb for the first time a few weeks ago and is finally getting it in her mouth more and more this week. And her daughter isn't sleeping through the night like the Bug.
So, Love Bug is a genious... it's certified now! (hee, hee... only kidding)
I can no longer use the excuse that I'm recovering from the c-section, especially since it went so well. And I certainly can't use the newborn excuse... so this is it. If I want to keep track of C (the Love Bug) and share it with others, it's now or never!