Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Saturday, October 14, 2006
You have a roach the size of your thumb crawl up next to you and you think, "Oh, he's not so bad...at least he's not the size of my husband's thumb!"
You think that 75 degrees is "cool".
Your baby get's cold in the grocery store because it is air-conditioned.
Your husband comments on your tan and you get the impression he thinks it resembles a construction worker :-)
You find little pieces of poop in weird places (stuck to the ceiling, on the sewing machine, underneath ledges) and you are thankful that the lizards are living with you to keep down the mosquito population.
Loving the fun and sun down here! Hope you find the fun side of your places' little "quirks" :-)
Friday, September 29, 2006
I knew what was coming, as hard as I wanted it to be an empty collar at the end of that chain. I don't think I ever do that door open so fast. I should have gone slower to the rail but I couldn't. I should have stopped and steeled myself but I didn't. I rushed to the rail and looked right over into Lady's face with this lifeless expression that was frozen in a look that said, "Crud, I'm stuck!". At least I know she didn't suffer. There was no blood, no signs that
she struggled, just her hanging there limp. I couldn't help it. I screamed. The poor construction
workers must have thought the world was coming to an end. Several of them who were working
close to the house came over. One came up and put Lady up on the porch for me so I didn't have
to touch her. I called Paul and put her blanket over her and waited for him to come home.
He did eventually come home although I know it was hard for him. He also talked to our friend Grace who came and took Lady to the vet school where they can properly dispose of her or use her to teach people to be good vets.
So that is my story. I have been doing ok, I think. I try not to let myself feel too guilty or think of all the things I did or didn't do that I should have done that might have made things different. God knows it was for the best. Maybe if she'd lived there would have been something worse to come like a car accident or hurt child. Life will go on here... if just with a little less fur...
Monday, September 11, 2006
This post is number 101. Wow. I don't think I have ever kept record of anything for that long regardless of the medium we are discussing. I know that lots of the posts have just been pictures and whatnot but I feel like this a major accomplishment for me. Almost like I am a grown-up!
Anyway, this month has brought all kinds of new things in the Isaac department. We can now add rolling over to the list of new skills along with pulling up to sit and stand with minimal assistence. Vocal development continues to improve with a few consant sounds being thrown into the "ooo, aahh, uuhhh" mix. We have completely exceeded the 0-3 mos clothes as well as most of the 3-6 mos ones as well. Thank goodness we have a few 6-9mos things that fit well but the 12mos size is also working in some things. We took our first swim last Thursday and then took a dip yesterday with friends. Isaac loves the water and doesn't even mind a dunking once in a while (this is apparently harder on Mommy than the kiddo).
Other than that life continues to roll right on through classes and research for Daddy. There is a new couple here this term that we have come to be great friends with and may start meeting every week at our house for morning worship as well as Grace who has always been a part or our Sunday church family. Hopefully we'll have some pictures to post of all of us sometime!
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Saturday, August 26, 2006
We had our 2 month check up on Wednesday. Boy, I wasn't kidding when I said he was getting big! Isaac weighs 15lbs 6oz and is 23 inches tall. We also got our first vaccination. That was about as much fun as having my heart extracted by way of my nostril. I had to mentally steel myself against the very strong urge to break the nurse's nose with my elbow as she stuck that needle in his chubby little thigh. Good thing my Mom had warned me about that one.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Yes, I have a few. These aren't even all of them :-p Sorry about the gap in postings. The internet demons had possesed my computer once again, it would seem. Saints and ministers of Google defend us...(slight paraphrase of W. Shakespeare there :-)
Monday, August 07, 2006
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
I think that before Isaac I had all this time to do what I willed and therefore always assumed there would be more time to do things (whether that be hobbies or housework) later. Now I have limited amounts of time to do ANYTHING due to a constant schedule of feeding, changing, burping and soothing. Given my previous tendencies I would predict that my house would self destruct inside of a week. However, what I have discovered is that I am now motivated to see how much can be accomplished in the small windows of opportunity afforded by nap time. Is this some kind of maternal instinct I haven't read about? Is it just a weird personality quirk (I have plenty of those :-) ? Or is it just that, all of a sudden, I can't be the kid anymore and there is an innate sense of "I must be a certain way because I am now the Mommy"?
I don't know, but I need to go start dinner.
PS. My house still isn't one for the Martha Stewart books and probably never will be but I just find that the mess gets on my nerves faster (possibly because there is nothing I can do about it even if I wanted to much of the time)
Monday, July 31, 2006
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Friday, July 14, 2006
VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED: THE CONTENTS OF THIS POST MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR ALL READERS.
18 hours 38mins (extended version, slightly debateable)
4-6 hours ("real" or hard labour)
1am: I woke up with contractions that were 5mins apart and hard enough that I couldn't sleep through them. We called Margarite.
2:30am: Margarite came to check on me and see if I was making any progress. I wasn't. She showed me a few exercises to do during the contractions to turn Isaac's head. He was facing my the side of my hip instead of facing my back like he needed to in order for my cervix to dilate.
3:45am: Margarite left to get some sleep because she said that the baby was definitely coming today but it was going to be a while. I continued to walk around between contractions and squat during them with the help of Paul and Grace (she arrived shortly after 1:30, I think).
7am-12pm: I was so tired from the exercising and lack of sleep that my body crashed and I started to sleep between contractions. This seemed slow things a little. I was still contracting but only the very hardest ones could wake me up.
2pm: Margarite came back and gave me an enema to make sure that my system was clean and nothing was interfering with Isaac's position in the pelvis.
3:30pm: After an internal exam we find that I am 3cm dilated. Enough to have my water broken. Margarite ruptures the membranes to try and get Isaac to fully engage and move the labour along.
4:30pm: I am started on a drip of oxytocin (we have to take it out at pm because it tissued)
6:20pm: My contractions are closer together and I am getting very tired and "somewhat distressed" according to the notes from the midwife. This means I am screaming my head off into a pillow and trying to figure out how on earth I am going to survive this experience. Margarite gives me a shot of Pithidine which allows me to relax between contractions, almost to the point of falling asleep. The medicine works for about 20mins (it's supposed to be that way).
6:45pm: The oxytocin is resited.
8pm: Fully dilated
8:38pm: Isaac is born!
*His APGAR was 9@1min and 10@mins.
*His blood type is the same as mine so if our blood had mixed (which it didn't) I still wouldn't have had to take the Rogram injection.
*I had a 2nd degree tear that required a few stitches.
*As soon as he was clean enough to hold without sliding around we started nursing. He latched on the first time and we have never looked back :-)
Friday, June 30, 2006
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
...here is the link to our Flickr photo album of Isaac so far. More to follow, don't worry! I plan on posting an account of the labour experience shortly but at the moment I am just resting and enjoying my little angel (who is napping just now but will be due for a snack soon :-)
Monday, June 19, 2006
Sunday, June 18, 2006
For the rest of you. Last night I started having some pretty heavy and regular contractions after dinner, as per the usual occurrence to date. Around 11pm I was headed to bed and passed the smallest of red mucus (about the size of pencil eraser) and was really not sure if this was significant so I decided to go to bed and try to sleep everything off. I slept harder than I have all week. Had contractions but they didn't really make a dent. I woke up this morning with a slight headache but otherwise feeling great. I have adopted the "tailor position" for sitting because it seems to increase fetal activity and I was checking my email this way when contractions started again. I lay down because my contractions seem to increase this way as opposed to everyone else telling me they get worse when walking. Walking stops everything for me so far. Anyway, I lay down for a few minutes and something just "didn't feel right" so I hopped up to use the bathroom. What do you know? THAT was the mucus plug. No mistaking that part of this process. Anyway, I know that many women lose the plug days before delivery and can even be dilated several centimetres for long periods of time. However, since I was shut up tighter than a pickle jar on Thursday I was very happy with any notable progress at all. Margarite is due to come visit me this afternoon if I don't call her to come earlier. I'll let you know how things go :-)
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Thursday, June 15, 2006
So starts the trek around the grounds. We live on the side of a large hill so pretty much any way you go is up hill or down hill. I discovered that walking down hill increased the pressure in my uterine muscles so I continuously walked up and down the longest, steepest stretch we have. That was all fine and good until the sun came out. So I came in and alternated between walking and coming inside to cool down and I squatted instead of sitting or laying. Still nothing different. I sent Paul to school and shortly thereafter I was in front of the computer (squatting again) when I felt fluid trickling. Great! Except now I don't know if it's just the way I am positioned that has cause my bladder to leak a little, or the fact that I have been hoofing it around in 90 degrees and am sweating to death, or I actually might have broken my amniotic sac. Another call to Margarite. She decides that she will come out to see me so that we all know what is going on. More walking and squatting follow. She arrives less than an hour later and we do all the regular stuff. BP is 110/70, sample is clear, and Isaac's little heart is beating away happily (rising and falling according to activity). Then the fun begins.
Up to this point I have not had an "internal exam". Margarite's philosophy is that the less invasive procedures, the better and that is fine with me. But today we both decided that an exam was in order for the sake of everyone's peace of mind. Oh boy. That was fun. It's one thing to for everybody to talk about having a baby and the dynamics of the process and whatever, but I have to say that the concept of this exam feels like having the kid in reverse. Of course I can't make this statement definitively yet, but it works at least in my imagination. Anyway, I am not effaced, not dilated, his head is in engaged but still slightly above the ideal position but I apparently have a pelvis that "could take on a 10 pounder without a problem". That's a quote. Nice to know. The solution? I have to have an enema to make sure that the baby has all the room he needs to descend. Lovely.
This is all I am going to say about that process. Been there, done that and I am still here and he is not going anywhere. Have a great night :-)
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Monday, June 12, 2006
Friday, June 09, 2006
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Monday, June 05, 2006
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Anyway, Paul still wants to wait until we actually have him out of the uterus and in our arms before he believes it but I just don't have that much will power :-) But if that's how he wants to think about it, I don't mind. I just can't help getting excited that I can use all this awesomely cute boy stuff that we have and not have to worry about putting bows on things to prevent gender confusion (for the rest of the world, not the kid that won't remember any of it :-)
Only 10 days to go!!
Monday, May 29, 2006
Anyway, last week there was a substitute bus driver for the afternoon shift since the regular guy has been sick. The substitute was very friendly and he is younger than the guys that normally run the route. He was very interested in the baby and pregnancy and asked lots of questions about everything. His main interest was how his driving affects the baby. He asked lots of questions about how fast he was going or how bumpy the road was and if it was jostling the baby too much. It was so cute! He actually started dodging pot holes and going really slow over some sections of road to make sure he was doing all he could to keep me comfortable. The biggest surprise came though when I got to my stop. As we were approaching he started to ask me how far I live from the stop. I told him it was probably a little less than half a mile and he was horrified! He has seen me get off the bus with a big wheeled duffel bag of groceries and trundle off home plenty of times. He said he always wondered how far I had to go but never had a chance to ask. So as he approaches my stop he says, "You cannot walk! You must stay in the bus." And he drove me right to my front steps. I was afraid he might get in trouble or something and I protested a little (I didn't have anything to carry that day anyway) but he wouldn't hear it. His answer was, "What are they going to do? Fire me?".
So the next week, Bruno comes back to run the afternoon shift. I have taken to only using the buses in the mornings to stay out of the heat but on Thursdays I swim with the SOs and get back home a little later. Anyway, I was happy to see he was better and asked him how he was doing etc. He did the same for me and we chatted about babies and kids in general, being parents and grand parents (he has a little grandson). Unbeknownst to me, I think that Leon (the sub from the last week) had either talked to Bruno or Bruno just took it on himself to bring me home again! I think I like these "perk in pregnancy" :-)
Saturday, May 27, 2006
Well, here I am. I had a check up on Friday. Margarite says I am "all baby" and there is nothing making me look this big except my little one. She also thinks that I might go into labor a little early but I won't hold my breath, just in case :-) Everything was great for the checkup. Blood pressure was great, baby's head is engaged, my system is clear and the heart beat was really strong. We went over when to call her as far as when labor begins and the name of the pediatrician that I need to go see before the birth. Since I have a pretty rare blood type (O neg) I need to go get a perscription for medicine that will prevent my body making antibodies against my baby's blood (if his rheus factor is positive). Hopefully, it will just be a precautionary measure and I won't really need it but better safe than sorry.
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Shortly, everyone started showing up for playgroup. Camilla was about 20 mins late but I didn't even notice until she showed up. Why? Well, Miss 4 asked me to read to her and the first book she picked was about a teacher that has to stop working so she can have her baby and the 2nd grade class surprises her with a present on her last day. Upon being informed by her mother that I had a baby in my tummy just like Mrs. Parker in the book, Miss 4 announced to the entire room that I had a baby in my tummy and she could feel it! (I had let her poke around and shown her where the baby has his bottom and feet). This brought looks of awe and wonder from all present under the age of 9 and they proceeded to want to experience this for themselves. So I spent a good 5 mins with many little hands on my belly feeling for different parts of the baby and many verbal encouragements for him to move. Unfortunately, he wasn't in the mood but they didn't seem to mind. I think touching the big tummy was on a par with petting Shamu at Seaworld :-) Needless to say, a good time was had by all!
Monday, May 22, 2006
Friday, May 19, 2006
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Now that's progress ;-)
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Monday, May 15, 2006
Saturday we got up and headed to the beach. Paul and Lady explored the whole length of the bay while I alternated between hopping into the water and getting some sun. I have a serious tan deficency on my back due to the fact that is rare that I can get sun exposure back there for any length of time. I solved that by digging a hole in the sand underneath my towel so that I could be supported my hips and upper body but my tummy didn't get any pressure. That was fun. I got some really funny looks when I would get up though. You could just see people thinking, "Doggone it, how did she do that?!". Very amusing.
Sunday was my first Mother's Day. Yay! It was kind of a weird feeling to have both my Moms wishing me Happy Mother's Day when I called them. But I like it. Grace came over and we had one of my favorite meals and watched a movie. Basically just a fun lazy weekend. Back into the crazy class schedule for Paul today. It will allow him to be off in the afternoons though, so that is great because he won't have to cut class to come to the last sonogram. Yay. Well, must go retreive the laundry before it tears itself free from the clothesline. It's super hot here but that breeze keeps things bearable :-)
Friday, May 12, 2006
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Since I am progressing in my pregnancy to the point where it is really unavoidable to notice my condition there has been some interesting changes in people's behavior. Women look sympathetically in my direction as I waddle down the sidewalk, some guys will help me lift things onto the bus and small children ask me "what do you have in there"? One thing I haven't quite gotten used to yet is the way Grenadians ask about my delivery. In the US there are a couple things you might say like, "Are you going to have the baby in Grenada" or "Are you planning to deliver in Grenada". What you probably wouldn't say would be, "are you going to MAKE your baby in Grenada?" My first thought when asked this question is always "Pretty sure the making part has been taken care of, buddy, now I just have to have the kid!" But as you might imagine, confusion is sure to reign supreme if such a reaction were to take place. So, I nod and smile and say, "Yes I am going to make my baby here in June".
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Saturday, May 06, 2006
All this led me to think about the future things I will have to deal with in my kids. Allowing for the fact that the children won't be left home alone on the porch or tied to the front door as a punishment, there are certain similarities that are bound to eventuate. The sneakiness, for example. Or the consistently doing that thing he knows is wrong but the risk isn't as big as the reward kind of thing. These are things I am going to get from my kids. How do I deal with that? Based on a lot of prayer and hopefully some effective behavioral management techniques I am hoping that the child's ability to reason and communicate are going to make my job easier to tell when someone just wants to go outside to play as opposed to "I'm going to pee on the floor if I don't get out soon". I guess we'll just have to wait and see, huh?
Actually, overall I am pretty excited about the opportunity to get involved with new people and the other officers look like they are going to be great to work with. One of them has already made some comments that make me think we are thinking along very parallel lines an another has said some things that make me think she will be great to work with. So basically, you'll be hearing more about this in the future. Should only get more interesting from here on out!
Thursday, May 04, 2006
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
I say all that to bring you to this. A few weeks ago I got my very pregnant self on the bus and there were a bunch of women with kids all going swimming. The SO (Significant Others) organization has a monthly calendar and regularly scheduled events to keep people in touch with other families and friends here at the university. Anyway, these girls were discussing pregnancy (there is an baby due every month until the end of the year in this group, including me) and I was drawn into the conversation for obvious reasons. This led to a few of them asking how it was that I had been here this long and not gotten to know them and they invited me to the next beach day (every Thursday). So the next Thursday rolled around and I didn't go because I had to grocery shop and didn't really think that anyone would care or notice my absence. The next day I saw a couple of the girls that had been on the bus and they actually mentioned that I hadn't come and that they had been looking for me. I thought that was really sweet, so this past Thursday I went to my first SO beach day. It was really fun and I felt like I was back in college at Rush or something. I met a bunch of really nice people (and their kids) and generally enjoyed myself.
But here's the funny thing. On the way to the beach I was talking to the Treasurer of the organization. All of a sudden she was like, "You would make a great officer! Would you be willing to run for Vice President next Term?". I, being caught up in the moment and sure that there would be someone to run against thus negating my services, said that I wouldn't mind if she put my name down. Well, Saturday we had a BBQ as a kind of celebration for the impending end of term. During this the President came to me and said, "Hey, we are planning to have a meeting on Friday at 9am to hand over all the officer info and stuff that you will need for next term. Will that time work for you?". What could I do? So that's my Friday morning booked. The next Term too. The next morning there is an email sent to all the SO members that says who the officers are for the upcoming term. I thought this was great because now I can see who I'll be working with. Turns out I am the highest ranking officer on the board and there are only two others with me, one of whom is as new at this as I am! So needless to say I am now thoroughly involved in recruiting 6 other officers, one of whom I hope to be an experienced veteran to be President before it gets thrust into my very willing but inexperienced hands! ACK!
Monday, May 01, 2006
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Monday, April 24, 2006
Saturday started out kind of slow. We slept in late since Paul had been busting his tail over his presentation all week. When we both surfaced to full consciousness, we lay there talking about things we wanted to shift around in the apartment before the baby comes. So we roll out of bed and get to work. Our first thing was to shift the beds a little and rearrange the mosquito net and fan configuration to accommodate the pack-n-play that we anticipate putting at the end of the bed. I should explain that our “bed” is actually two single beds pushed together resulting in a “kingsize” bed. As Paul was restringing the supporting ropes for these things he went to get off the bed (he had to stand on the beds to set everything up) and put his foot straight through a weak spot in the supporting slats in one of the beds. Now we knew this spot in the bad was getting weak but in closer inspection we found that the main reason was an infestation (seems to be clear now) of termites. So that meant we were going to have to take a trip to the store to get stuff to repair the bed. While we were at the hardware store I remembered that I had seen a pack-n-play at a second hand store not too far from the mall. So we stopped there so I could show it to Paul and we ended up purchasing it (and saved about 200 ECD which is about 75 USD). We just made it to the bus that we needed to get back home (the buses only run about every hour on the weekends) and got home to a very excited Lady.
By this time it was about 3:30 and Paul got straight to work finding, measuring and sawing the wood. He finally found or made all the pieces from a scrap pile that we have left over from “Hurricane Ivan damage” and he got everything sorted out and assembled. Then we decided to try our hands at the pack-n-play. Oh, boy. We have both set these things up before but it’s been a while since the babysitting days and we were a little hazy. Additionally, the directions were in something like Swahili so if you couldn’t get the idea from the picture you were on your own. This might all have been ok except that I began to have some misgivings about the place where we got it when it didn’t go up so easily and I was thinking “Oh great, I’ve been duped and there’s probably no getting my money back and I am going to be stuck with this thing and not be able to use it…”. You get the idea. So we both fiddled around with the sides and tried to get them to lock in the straight position so that it would stand up. Nothing seemed to be working. No matter how we jerked, what order we tried, or how we positioned it would get it to stand. This is when I decided to start dinner in hopes that I wouldn’t break down in tears and cap off Paul’s already “wonderful” day. The next thing I know I hear a “POP” on the tiled floor and I turn around to see it up! I looked at Paul and couldn’t get the smile off my face. “What did you do?!” He looked at me and said, “I googled it”. Welcome to Dad 101.
Friday, April 21, 2006
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Hope everyone had a blessed holiday! My birthday was Good Friday and Paul surprised me with tons of chocolate! It's great since I never buy it for myself, now I can squirrel it away for a little while :-) He also spoiled me all day Friday since he was out of school for the holiday. We had pancakes and italian sausage for "lunch" and an AWESOME spaggetti for dinner. He really outdid himself on the sauce that time. Saturday he took some pictures for the family to see the pregnancy progressing and I chose some that I liked for the collage here. While I was putting it together I had an interesting thought, so let me know what you think :-) If I believe that life begins the moment a baby is conceieved (which I do), does that mean that this was Isaac's first Easter? :-) Food for thought! What do you think?
Monday, April 10, 2006
So after starting off with a topic like that, the next topic might seem clearly linked but somehow I can't really confirm it. I have had some of the craziest, weird dreams since I got pregnant. They tell me this is normal during pregnancy (for various reasons, depending on who's theory you hear). Sometimes they are funny, sometimes scary and sometimes just bizaare. And I seem to remember them more clearly than before too! They can be so realistic that I wake up crying/laughing/looking for someone specific to talk to...it just goes on and on. I guess I should be glad they give me something to think about when I wake up at 3am and can't go back to sleep...
Well, anyway, I am going to go make some grilled cheese for lunch...where's that mustard gotten to? :-)
Friday, April 07, 2006
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Monday, April 03, 2006
Friday, March 31, 2006
...boy? Since the little darling decided to keep various and sundry body parts in the direct line of the "camera" for the duration of the sonogram, we do not have conclusive evidence as to the gender of our child. However, the majority of opinion seems to be in favor of a boy so we have taken to calling him Isaac so that we can stop saying "it" and "the baby" all the time :0) Basically, we figure we're going to love any child the same amount so gender surety is not really a hinderance! I must say that seeing the fingers and toes, all the bones and organs was definitely worth having the scan. Also, the main reason for the ultrasound was to measure Isaac since I don't seem to have gained the average amount of weight for my dates. However, Isaac seems to be just fine, even a little BIGGER than his age, so we're guessing that I just have a few extra places to put weight that nobody knows about :-) And there are still 10 weeks to go for "rounding out" in both mom and baby. We'll keep you posted!
Monday, March 27, 2006
I got my first kick in the rib cage today. I was wondering if that was going to happen anytime soon. We go for the sonogram on Wednesday (SUPER EXCITED! :-) to make sure that everything is all right in there. I think Margarite is sending me to make sure the baby is big enough. I am not too worried since my Mom didn't gain a lot with her first (me) and I was over 8 pounds! Also, I am pretty tall and long torsoed which might give the appearence that I am smaller than I should be. I found this comic pretty funny though and thought it might give you a laugh. I want one of those "BABY!" shirts!!
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Meanwhile, Paul and Lady ha heard me yelling but couldn't see the man and as they turned to come see me inside, the guy came around the corner of the house. This caused Paul to realize what I was on about and Lady to just go bananas. The guy kept moving and asserted that he was "just passing through, there was no problem" but Lady was obviously encouraging him to move quickly. You have to understand that the way that particular part of the yard is set up, the only entrance is from the property next door, there is NOTHING on this side of our land except dirt and brush, the back is blocked by the fence and wall and the only other thing around is our back porch (the floor of which is above the average man's head).
Basically, all this has caused me to be a little hypersensitive regarding noises at night and when home alone and Lady seems to have picked up on this. Last night she woke us at 3 in the morning at some apparent disruption that we couldn't determine. I guess it's good practice for the awakenings that we will be getting more frequently in the future :-) but it's just kind of disconcerting. Maybe I should look into some kind of gun/loud noise maker/other deterrent... Like that's just what the world needs, armed hormonally challenged women :-)