Thursday, July 16, 2009
Complete
After Adler was born, I went through a serious case of baby blues. I don't want to go as far as saying it was postpardem depression because I was able to come out of it without meds or any help from a professional. And well, I just don't want to label it that. But I had a pretty hard time the first nine weeks, starting from the first night in the hospital. That first night, as the first visitor left, I remember thinking, "NNOOO, don't leave me alone. I need someone to take care of this sweet little boy, and me too. I can't be the responsible one yet." I think for me, it was just total shell shock from the change in my life. I loved Adler, and loved that he was a part of our family, but I just went through a period of grief over the loss of the life before he was here. During this time, my mom and my big sister got daily unintelligible phone calls of me just crying for 30 minutes. I avoided phone calls from friends and family and offers to help or come for a visit because I just didn't think I would be able to hold it together in front of anyone. I would go to bed with feelings of extreme anxiety wondering what kind of night would be ahead of me. I would wake up in the morning with more feelings of extreme anxiety over the idea of being home alone with the baby all day long. And then when E would get home, I would feel anxious about how I would put on a happy face and keep the baby happy so that E would actually want to come home to us. It was all irrational, but, the first nine weeks were just clouded with anxiety and just feelings of being very lonely. It is hard now, looking back, even to think of this time, because I really feel like I missed something. Those first few weeks should have been so precious, and I should have soaked up every little baby sound and sweet cuddle, but I just wasn't able to do that.
So, basically, I thought that was how every woman's experience with the newborn stage began, but that no one talked about it. I was determined to fore-warn my friends who were pregnant. And warn them I did. I made sure to tell them how difficult it could be, and that it got better though...I am sure I was successful in scaring them half to death!
I was so affected by these first few months, it was the leading reason that I thought I wanted only one child. I just could not imagine going through it again, even if I knew that it was a short period of time in the big scheme of things, that the outcome was so worth it. I just couldn't do it. Obviously, God had other plans and we did get pregnant again; and as I thought about surviving it again, I was really really worried. The whole 9 months, in the back of my mind, I was terrified at the thought of feeling that way again, especially with a toddler added to the mix. Even the day before I went into labor, I called my mom in tears as the prospect.
But then Hazel was born, and I waited and waited for those feelings to come rushing back. And they didn't. Her cries didn't put me into panic attacks. I actually urged E to stay home with Adler so I could just spend some time cuddling in the hospital with Hazel. And albeit there have been some stressful periods with two, for the main parts of the day, we are all happy and calm. And I feel really good. I have been able to enjoy motherhood of a new baby and toddler. I have been able to look over the dirty floors and poorly prepared meals. I know that I can't guarantee what tomorrow will bring- I could very well lose my mind by lunch-time tomorrow; but for today, life is really good. I am not bragging at all; I just am shocked. I really thought that I had it figured out. I had tried to prepare for the worse- and it just hasn't been. I feel so blessed to have my two beautiful healthy children and a husband who loves the Lord and loves us. My cup is running over.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Hazel's Story
So warning, birth story ahead.
So Friday, the 19th, I got the itch to clean my house really good. I was going to wait until a few days before my due date, but I just felt like I needed to do it Friday. That should have been my first clue. We had a great weekend, dining out, relaxing, and spending a lot of time together as a family of three. Sunday, we went to church as usual, then out to eat for Father's Day and after nap, watched Adler play in the kiddie pool. After Ad's bedtime, I decided to fold a few loads of laundry. I started having contractions around 9PM, about 10 minutes apart. I honestly didn't think anything of them, just thought it was from standing up folding clothes. Around 10, I thought I would feel better if I took a bath, so I did, and actually I did feel better. Went to bed around 10:30, but as soon as my head hit the pillow, my contractions started coming every 7 minutes and began to get stronger. After about 30 minutes, they were every 5 minutes so I thought I may need to get up and get dressed. I told E that I was going to do a few things around the house, but that I felt we might be going to the hospital soon. At 12, I called my mom and then called E's mom to come over to watch Adler. I woke E up and we left for the hospital around 1:15 AM. The way over there, I was in good spirits. The contractions were definently getting stronger and closer together, and I was so excited that I was going into labor on my own. Honestly, at that point, both E and I thought that they would peeter out once we got to the hospital and they would send us home. Denial I guess! So we got checked in, and I was put on the moniter and told that I was (still) 4 cm, but contracting every 2-3 minutes. This was about 1:45. I was starting to feel some intensity in the contractions, but didn't want to get the epidural until I could do so without being completely paniced about the needle. My first epi exeperience with Adler was pretty terrible, so I was more scared of that than labor pains! Around 330AM, I decided I might want to think about the epi though! I was 5 cm at that point. And it wasn't bad at all! A different doc did it and he was very gentle. So after that, I felt great, but was still able to feel what I needed to feel to give birth. I stalled at 5 cm and was given pitocen around 430 and that sped things up tremedously. At 615, I was at 8 cm and just a few minutes later, I was at 10 and ready to see this little girl! With my mom, E (who was somewhere hiding behind a moniter or something. I swear, he was so far behind me- he told me he learned his lesson with the first one) and E's mom, I met Hazel Lydia at 6:44, after about 5 minutes of actual pushing. She came out crying and pink. I think that may have been the last time she has cried! It was a much easier labor and delivery than with Adler- I think a pound makes a big difference, that and maybe experience. I feel so proud of myself and of little Hazel, for going through this again. It was a beautiful, life changing thing and its still pretty surreal that it happened. I absolutely love the post birth exhilaration that I felt. I wish I could bottle it up and take a swig during those 3AM feedings.
So, Adler comes home tomorrow and thus begins the normalcy again, or the new normal, whatever that will be. I am pretty nervous about it, so keep us in your prayers. I miss Adler terribly though and am ready to just dive right in and hope to pop up swimming, or at least, hang on to the floaties with dear life.
Friday, June 19, 2009
So, maybe a little longer won't hurt
Other than that, things are good. I went to my doc yesterday and am 4 cm dialated. I believe I requested an epidural at this point with Adler. So I am wondering if I could go ahead and get mine now. Still have things to do this weekend, so anytime next week or the next would be good.
I have to add too that a lot of people I know are going to the beach this week and I am insanely jealous. I mean, jealous in a way that's just un-Christian like. So I guess we need to put me on the prayer list as well.
Okay, news is short, and I need to go mop and vaccum. (and no, this is not nesting. I wish I had the urge to scrub my bathroom floors with a toothbrush, but that is so far from what I feel like doing, its ridiculous.)
Thursday, May 21, 2009
For those who want to know
Monday, May 18, 2009
Nananana Booboo
Doesn't that make you mad?
In fairness, we won't really decide until she's here.
Hope everyone had a good weekend. Ours seemed a bit short. Uncle Ben's funeral was Saturday and it was a sweet celebration and tribute to his 57 years here on Earth. Sunday, we had church and then just relaxed the rest of the day. We got the second pink coat on the walls and its just as pink! We haven't finished the trim, so we are hoping the original paint color on the walls is making it look pinker than it really is. I hope to have it done completely tomorrow. I ordered the new crib today, and am keeping my fingers crossed that when my actual voucher from the recalled crib company comes in, I won't have any problem getting reimbursed for the cost of the crib. Jardine made it impossible to continue use of the recalled crib because I had to turn in support brackets and bolts and all sorts of crazy stuff. This weekend, I hope to get E to get all the baby stuff out of the attic and clean it up. If I can get to that point, maybe I will be able to relax a bit!
E is leaving in two weeks to go to Yellowstone for 9 days. I am so jealous! He is going to be going to his childhood best friend's wedding there and has decided to bring his mom along and make it a vacation since I couldn't fly that late in the game. So its going to be just me and Adler for 9 days. What's worse is he is taking my prime babysitter with him! Yikes! That's okay. I am going to follow the trend and have a fabulous "staycation". Splash Park here we come! (yay.) No really, I am excited for E. He never gets to go anywhere (outside of our own vacations) so it will be good for him. When I was working full time, I frequently had to go to Chicago for work. I know, it was still work, but I always managed to fit in fun things like a Cubs game or shopping. And since I had Adler, we have taken several mini trips without E and I always feel bad leaving him here to work while I am having fun. So good for him. He better bring me back something great though.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
third trimester
I love love how when you get late in the pregnancy, EVERYBODY answers your phone calls. Unfortunately, I am not at that stage yet, but come on people, you know, I am 32 weeks and that's reason enough to answer when I call you, mom. You never know. I have been feeling laborish....
I also love to complain about how the baby is trying to claw through my skin, but actually I really dig that feeling. I mean, its not a pleasant sensation, but its really cool in a weird way. This little girl is way more determined that Adler was to get out, so it is sort of new to me.
One thing I am noticing that I am definitely not liking is that when I look down at my legs, I totally feel disembodied from them. There is NO way those behemoth calves and feet belong to me. Seriously. Whose are they?
Monday, April 6, 2009
They totally took my name
Just because a word evokes happy feelings doesn't mean it should be a name, yall. Although, I was really thinking that Ben and Jerry's Phish Food icecream would be a great name for our little one. It does make me happy.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
The Bumble Bag

Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Notes
I bought Adler, gasp, a baby doll yesterday. I wanted him to get used to be gentle with a baby. He promptly named her "baby sister" and started singing Jingle Bells to soothe her. Then he threw her on the ground, stomped on her head and told me he was ready to go outside.
Someone at the eye place I visited the other day asked me if I was the lady who had just called and mentioned she was going have her baby the next day by induction. Um, no, do I LOOK like I am 40 weeks pregnant? Don't answer that!
Happy birthday to my best friend and cousin, Laura! I hope that today you get down and dirty for your big 30! I can't believe the days of crying over tying our shoes and playing some mad games of hot and cold are gone but I am so excited that we are entering into the next phase of our life (adulthood, already????) together. Notice I say entering, because I don't think you really get there until you are at least 40, right?
Well, that's all I have today; news is short.
Monday, March 9, 2009
baby stuff

Monday, February 23, 2009
a little bitter
So no Moe's. But I am going to Memphis next week and I will be eating it then. I even called this morning to make sure they were still open. Pitiful right? But whatever. There's no denying this craving.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Its still a girl
Happy weekend everyone!
Monday, January 26, 2009
Ahhh, refreshed!
We did miss Adler though and were happy to get him back. I told E Saturday night that I was missing checking on him before I went to sleep. He is always his sweetest when he is sleeping!
I am 19 weeks pregnant now. I googled the size of the baby and read that she is the size of an heirloom tomato. A what? That's a random comparison. So I searched again and came up with a six inch subway sandwich. Now that, I can relate too! (in fact, that's what I had for lunch today!) I have to confess that I have bought a few little girl outfits. Its too hard to resist. My brother and sister in law came over a few weeks ago with some sweet little outfits too. I have another ultrasound on Thursday so hopefully I will get enough assurance at this one to cut the tags! I am getting used to the idea of having a girl, and I have to admit, its sort of fun browsing the Internet for pink. I have a feeling this baby is going to be quite different from Adler, whether it be a boy or a girl. I don't know if fetal movement is any indication of their temperament outside the womb, but this little one moves around constantly all day and night. I don't remember Adler being this active at 18-19 weeks gestation. We may have a fiesty one n our hands!
Ad gets his pic line out a week from today- woohoo! It really hasn't been that difficult to deal with; I am just ready for this ordeal to be over with. I know this is sort of too much info for some of you, but for those who have gone through adenoids/tubes put in, you may could help. I was told that he would have terrible breath from the adenoid surgery and that his ears would leak fluid for a few days. Neither has happened and it has been a week and a half since his surgery. I guess it could be due to the PIC antibiotics he is on, but it concerns me that the nasty fluid is still in his ears and the incisions where his adenoids were cut out have not started healing yet. Maybe we are just lucky to avoid these side affects. Anyone else not have these things happen?
Thursday, January 15, 2009
We're thinking.....
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
I feel good!
I started back at the gym last week and it feels so incredibly good. I feel like I have been curled up in a ball for the past 4 months and just the simple act of stretching my muscles feels like heaven. I am curious to see how exercising will affect my pregnancy and bounce back time as I didn't do it with Adler. I used my first pregnancy as an excuse to prop my feet up and eat twinkies all day. Big mistake! So, we'll see!
Ad is doing great. He was able to bring his favorite toy today to school (his bear) and he was beyond excited about it. The whole way to school, he talked about all the things his teddy was going to get to do at school (sit at the table, play, eat, eat some more, listen to a book on the rug). It was pretty cute.
Monday, January 5, 2009
My heart is breaking
Until now. I wept today during lunch because I wanted Moe's so bad. I googled it and it looks like the closest one is in Memphis. I may be going in March with my sister in law, and if I do, Melissa, we are going to have to go at least one time. Maybe two.
Okay, this post wasn't going to be about Moe's, but its such a traumatic situation in my life right now I had to share. I wanted to post a few "Confessions 2009" to cleanse myself of my shame:
1. I like the new Britney Spear's song "Womanizer"
2. I ate a roll of those powdered sugar donuts for breakfast this morning.
3. I am using safety pins to keep my pants on today.
Okay, I don't want to give up all my shameful secrets, so maybe more later!
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Update
On other news, I am about 15 weeks pregnant now, the wee one is the size of a lemon! Can't wait to start feeling those little kicks. Hopefully we will find out the sex in about 2 weeks. There is a lot of pressure for this one to be a girl, after a run of 5 boys on my side and 2 on E's side. The oldest grandchild on both sides are girls, and after that, all boys! Everyone says they don't care, but my mom has already informed me she has bought pink and E's mom says she doesn't care as long as its healthy, and a girl. In truth though, I know no-one actually cares though. A baby is a baby! I actually can't even imagine how I would mother a girl after having a boy.
We have pretty low-key New Year's plans. And by low-key, I mean no plans whatsoever. We certainly can't get Ad out, so I suppose we will just ring it in quietly with Ryan Secrest.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Coat today, shorts tomorrow
I had a check up a few days ago. It seems I am on into my second trimester and doing well. I only gained ONE pound so far. For those of you who remember, this is a stark contrast from the 20 I had gained at this point with my last pregnancy. I am actually surprised that I haven't gained more, considering my recent love affair with a certain Mr. Ronald McDonald (of all things!). I guess maybe my second love affair with the back of the toilet has kept my first love affair a secret. Its out now though, folks. I am even digging those tiny little onions they slather on those burgers. And what's worse, I get the cheeseburger without lettuce and tomato. I feel like that V8 commercial and am just waiting for the check out lady to bop me on the head.
Well, I am spent for the day, will be back on in a few!
Monday, November 24, 2008
My little kumquat

For those who asked, I am almost 10 weeks pregnant and currently am growing a little kumquat, or he is the size of one at least!
The morning (ALL DAY!) sickness has gotten a bit better. I am definently ready for that second trimester though!
So, now I need to brag a minute. The past two months have been pretty difficult around the Mason house. Or, to re-phrase, I have made the last two months pretty difficult for any Mason living in my house that has even so much as looked at me the wrong way (oops). So, I totally didn't deserve this, but E took Adler Saturday morning and whisked him away on a mini camping trip. I had the whole house to myself until Sunday afternoon!! I did get the house cleaned, but I will admit that there were a lot of estrogen charged movies watched, long baths taken, and lots of mexican takeout eaten. Thanks dear husband! What a great, undeserved gift!
Monday, November 17, 2008
blah
Help me.