Friday, March 18, 2011
So here's the scoop on the new boss: she's super sweet, and I can already tell she really appreciates me. But she has a crazy side, and can be very demanding. When she needs something done, it better be done fast. My boss has a friendly smile, and is short with dirty blonde hair and two different colored eyes -- one hazel and one blue. I think she is quite pretty, even though she is a bit pudgy. She's also a bit of a mess, needs constant attention, can fly off the handle without any warning and is a very poor communicator. She screams...a lot. It seems as if I will always need to read between the lines.What have I gotten myself into?
Some people advised me not to take this job, that it would be challenging and stress-inducing. Others applauded my choice, and some even expressed jealousy. Everybody seriously had an opinion, and most were very willing to share. I've been told this gig is a career killer, will make me feel isolated or even depressed, will fail to keep me stimulated, and won't earn me enough money in the long run. I've also been told it is the most rewarding job I could ever do. And that's the reason I've made the difficult, yet easy, decision to work full time for the world's greatest boss -- Madelyn.
Yep, it's official, I'm a stay-at-home mom.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Saturday, January 8, 2011
It has been a while since this blog has seen an update, especially one from me. Sorry about that, you (four) loyal blog followers!
As is the case every year, we have lots of reasons to celebrate in the last two weeks of December. Arielle turned 29 on December 22nd. Arielle and I were able to take a little time away from watching the baby as Nana (Debi) graciously watched her for a few hours after having cared for her all day long (Thank You!). We decided to try something new for our combined Birthday dinner and went to Brasa Steakhouse. Brasa is Brazilian style steakhouses were you really need to bring your appetite. At the restaurant you pay a flat rate per person where you can get an unlimited amount of food from the appetizer/salad bar as well as rodizio meats. At your table, you have a rock painted red on one side, green on the other. If you turn your rock to the green side, a server comes to your table with grilled steak, sausage, chicken, lamb, or pork to slice on your plate. As long as your rock is green, they will keep coming. I believe there are about 11 meats in all. The food was good and it would be a neat place to go again with more people.
We spent Christmas morning at home and then travelled to Goldsboro in the afternoon for Christmas dinner with Holly, Gerry, and Milt. After a great meal, we opened gifts, where Madelyn received more great gifts and money for her college fund. Thank you for all the great presents!
We traveled to Greenville Christmas night where Maggie was waiting with her Grandparents. December 26th brought a 7.5 inch snow to Greenville, which is the most I’ve ever seen in my visits. It was a nice holiday treat which I think Maggie enjoyed most off all. She ran around in the snow while we threw snow balls in the air. When she came in she had baseball sized snow balls stuck in her fur that we had to melt with a blow dryer to remove.
The following day we got a visit from Arielle’s Aunt (Robin), Uncle (Dave), and cousins (Nick and Tyler). They drove down through the snow filled Carolinas from Cleveland, OH. We enjoyed their visit and appreciate the gift wrapped 12 pack of Great Lakes Brewing Co. beer (good stuff).
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
The number of 'firsts' for our little Madelyn grows daily. She had her first bath, rolled over for the first time, gave her first big smile, took her first out-of-town trip and even celebrated her first Halloween. (Although she looked awful cute in her bee costume, she did not make it trick-or-treating!)
|Madelyn dressed up for the State-ECU game. Go Pack!|
Madelyn continues to amaze us every day. I knew I would love my baby very much, but never realized just how much I could be captivated by such a little girl. She has such a cheerful disposition and is very charming. Her little laugh makes our hearts melt, and I have never been so happy in my life as I am right now. Obviously we are still very much lacking in the sleep department, but still, very thankful and very blessed. Now if only one of her new firsts will be a full-night's sleep, our lives will be spectacular! The record currently stands at a solid 6.5 hours of sleep during the night, which is fantastic, yet not consistent. Sometimes we only get 2 hours at a time.
I seriously cannot believe how fast these past three months have gone by. Next week, I will be returning to work already! Twelve weeks seems like a long time at first.... Part of me is ready to go back, as I've missed my friends, and I'm sure my brain could stand some stimulation in forms other than trying to count hours between feedings and number of poopey diapers in a day. On the other hand, I am so sad to leave my little friend! I know she will be in excellent hands -- Nana will be staying with her two days a week, and we will have a sitter for the third. Of course, her Mama will be with her the rest of the time! We are so lucky to have the opportunity for such a great arrangement, and we will see how things go.
|Celebrating my Great-Grandaddy's Poultry Hall of Fame award!|
Monday, September 20, 2010
We just got back from Madelyn's two-week check in with the pediatrician. We've been taking her to Raleigh Children and Adolescents, and have been so impressed with the doctors and the staff at both their Rex and Brier Creek locations. Today she got high marks from Dr. Fletcher, for both her weight gain (a full pound since the last visit 10 days ago!) and for her exceptional baby skills. Our little advanced one is already grasping with her tiny fingers, focusing on objects, holding her head up and is on her way to rolling over. I dare say I feel overwhelmed with pride -- almost as much as when Maggie graduated from doggie school. Hopefully Madelyn retains her new-found knowledge more than her furry sister did!
I am so thankful that we have one more week with Daddy around before he goes back to work. I really dread next Monday -- it will be so sad to not have his company during the weekdays. For now, we are going to enjoy these moments as a family, even if it does mean subjecting him to another full week of sitting on the couch in front of TLC. How he hasn't gone crazy yet, I'm not sure. But he is a much more patient man than I ever gave him credit for, and I'm so happy he is the father of my child! We are very lucky indeed...
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Madelyn arrived at 1:05 p.m. on Friday Sept. 3, 2010. A modest 6 pounds 2 ounces, our "little one" lived up to her nickname. However, when you consider she made her grand entrance almost 4 weeks early, I can only imagine she would have been a good sized baby if she made it to her due date of Sept. 29!
All day on Thursday I had been feeling a little off. I woke up that morning to find that I had lost my mucous plug (or so I thought), and I determined it was a non-event. After re-reading all about what that meant, I decided she may actually arrive earlier than I expected, but pegged her to be only a week or so early. I just knew I had more time to prepare and didn't sweat it. I went to work as usual, had a productive day, and even a lovely lunch with my mommy friend Kira. That evening, I came home to find that Scott had to take a call for work, had pasta (by myself) and settled in for the night. But still, something wasn't quite right. Scott was still working as of 10:30 -- if his bosses are reading this, thanks a million -- and something inside me felt the need to get my personal items together for my hospital bag. So I spent some time gathering toiletries (just in case) and opted for a nice shower. I even shaved my legs -- a rarity these days, but something compelled me to do it. Afterwards, I headed to bed and divulged in some trashy TV while I waited for Scott to join me. I suppose my daughter will have a good laugh that her father and I were watching the last five minutes of Jersey Shore when my water broke! So classy... I know.
Well, I did not keep my cool. Pretty much flew off the handle. Thank goodness Scott is so laid back and was able to counter-balance my insanity. We called the doctor, and despite my best efforts to convince her that I wasn't ready to have this baby and didn't really need to come in, we found ourselves franticly packing our bags for the hospital. We were ready in an hour flat, and on the road to Rex. We managed to pack everything on our lists, but for the record, you don't need half of that stuff! I'd seriously like to know who has the time or energy to read a book while in labor -- dumb suggestion from the list gods!
We checked in around midnight and the triage nurse confirmed the obvious -- my water had in fact broken and I was dilated 3 cm and in labor! The fabulous part -- apparently labor and delivery was at maximum capacity that night. Funny, considering my ONE question while on the hospital tour was 'what is the likelihood you won't have room for us when we get here' and their reply was 'that never happens!' Apparently women go into labor in droves when there is a hurricane approaching, and it just so happens Earl was threatening the North Carolina coast that same night. They suggested something about the pressure dropping can cause your membranes to rupture, but I'm not sure I believe that. After finally getting a room of our own, we settled in for what was sure to be a long night.
I spent a little time braving things without any medication, but quickly found that was not the way to go. An anesthesiologist with the personality of a cactus became my new best friend when he gave me a half-assed epidural that only took 100 percent to the left side of my body. Somehow, I didn't seem to mind this (until the very end) and was able to get a few hours of sleep though the night. Anyone who tries to do this without the drugs is crazy in my opinion! Due to my lopsided epidural, transition hurt, but luckily it was over before too long and was time to push. And I never expected pushing to be such tiresome work -- they don't call it labor for nothing! I seriously felt like I was running a marathon, and since I am such the non-athlete, that was quite the challenge.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
So read Scott's fortune cookie from PF Chang's last night. We love this place -- I personally could eat there every night and not get bored. And the fortune cookie was right on the money. This having a baby thing is a lot more work then I know we ever imagined, and we're not even officially a family of three yet! Four more weeks to go, or maybe less (since everyone seems to think I won't make it to my due date of Sept. 29).
I haven't yet figured out which part of preparing for this baby is the most challenging. But most likely it's the unknown. An obsessive planner by nature, it is absolutely killing me to not be able to anticipate the exact moment of Madelyn's arrival. I'd really prefer she sent me an Outlook calendar meeting request for when she plans on making her debut, that way I can plan accordingly. I suppose that is why I am convinced she will be here right on time. I have so much faith in my little one... we shall see if she cooperates!
And speaking of cooperation, the good news to announce is the my little angel has apparently accepted my bribe that her daddy will buy her jewelery if she turned in the right direction and settled in head down. Poor Scott now has another girl to buy diamonds for (oops!). We are very relieved that she is behaving, and I'm super excited that my chances of having a less complicated birth have increased. Now if only she would stop kicking me in the ribs!
We're feeling pretty well prepared at this point (or at least as prepared as we can be) and it is exciting to think that after nine long months we're almost ready to meet our daughter! My sweet friends at work threw us a shower today, complete with ice cream sundaes, and have graciously helped us purchase our final major item -- the pack 'n play. It feels so good to have things in order. Now my biggest problem is finding time to write all these thank you cards! I'll take that as my biggest problem any day!
So, what was my fortune? "You are a lover of words, someday you should write a book." Ironically, that was one of the things on my 'things to do before I turn 30 list.' We might have to push this back to 40, but still, someday I will write that book! For now the blog will have to suffice....