Honey buns and vanilla coke...

That's how I survive the early morning feedings. Not the healthiest thing (ever) but for now, it's what's keeping me sane in the membrane.

My aunt, my amazing awesome aunt, sent us a cd of lullabies she said helped my cousin sleep through the night and a portable swing for the baby. It's amazing. He's been sleeping in it for over an hour now...I think this is what's going to help everyone sleep.

Hallelujah.

He just doesn't like his bassinet. At all. He'll fall asleep, (like that yummy deep sleep we all wish we could stay in when our alarm goes off at 6am?) in my arms no less, but as soon as his warm little body touches that cold bassinet...he's awake and screaming his little head off. I'll check him for a wet diaper, burp him...none work...but as soon as I cuddle him close...he's back to sleep. Bah. It's such a nice bassinet too. I'm hoping this swing will get him to sleep on his own. Even though he's only two weeks old...he needs are the same as his wants: food, comfort and a diaper change. Plus...he won't be this little forever...I need to savor every little snuggle because soon he'll be at the age where all Mom does is embarrass him. Ayyy...

But for now...he's little and my snuggle partner.

Two weeks old already?!

No freaking way is this baby already half a month old! :) He eats like crazy, makes the funniest faces when he's sleeping, he hates his bassinet (prefers to snooze curled up next to Mama).

He feels heavier so I know he's gaining lots of weight. He doesn't go back to the doctor until October 12th when he's just about a month old.

This coming Friday I'm bringing him by the office to show him off to the ladies :) I can't wait. Only one of my co workers was able to visit while I was in the hospital so the rest are dying to get their hands on him. He really is going to be a lady killer like my dad said haha.

Well since he's napping, I better go finish dinner. (Me? Actually cooking? Miracle from God.) Or maybe nap until Tony gets back from his sister's and make him cook...oh yeah, that's a better idea.

xoxo

(He's a few days old in this picture, I don't have anything more recent yet...)

Birth story and what not...

Lately I've been having insomnia ...guess my body was prepping me for long nights with Antonio. And I was getting impatient as to when I would start feeling contractions...so I did the deed with my husband...twice. LOL lucky guy! Well that was around 11pm. I settled down in bed with my trusty netbook and The Nanny on TV. Around 1:30am I started having bad cramping...like period cramps but worse. And they weren't very regular but they were lasting pretty long. Then around 2 something (at this point I stopped using the real clock and started using the timer on my cell haha) my contractions started being 3 minutes apart, then 2 then 1! It would fluctuate but man, they were getting worse. At 3am I woke up Tony and called the OB. She told me to go ahead and go to triage and get checked out.


I was 3cm dialated by the time we got to the triage and 4cm almost 5 when I got my birthing room. I decided at this point I needed the epidural. The pain was making it hard to caaoncentrate on anything. So I got it. And honestly, it hurt! But I can be a big baby about pain. Oh it was amazing not feel the contractions anymore :) Then I feel asleep for 30 minutes at a time because the nurse kept coming in to check on me.

Around 8:30am I felt a pressure in my butt. Literally like if I was holding in a poop for too long! (haha) and then my water broke at 9am. The OB on call (different from the one from the early morning) had just arrived and when he came to check on me, I was 10cm dialated and ready to go. He then took me off the epidural so I could feel the contractions and when to push.

Oh I'm such a wuss. I wanted to give up so bad. I felt so weak, tired and crappy because I hadn't slept or eaten since 10pm the night before. But, I pushed like hell for an hour and out popped Antonio at 10:15am. The doc held him up, he was screaming his little lungs off. And the doc made little Antonio's hand wave at me :) Tony got to hold him first since I needed stitches. That wasn't fun, but the labor pain (which honestly felt like I was taking the WORST poop of my life) was much worse. I survived and look, I brought this gorgeous little man into the world.

He's here!

I'm coming to you live from the hospital where my two boys are passed out.

I'll write out everything that's happened Friday or Saturday when I'm home but for now I'm going to enjoy the quiet (except for the baby farts haha) and order my breakfast and take a nap.

How easy is it to fall in love?

With a face like that...my heart just melted in my chest. :)

(Even before I was done writing this post...the little man woke up....which woke up the big man. Mama couldn't soothe him so Dad came to the rescue the the tete/paci, scooped him up and...silence. Wow. He's getting good at this already!)

First Monday of ML...

And my office called me. Good grief. But I spent less than an hour on work related stuff so I'm not going to bother to log it in.

I didn't get any cleaning done. I really had no energy. But why, why do I have more energy at night than I do during the day? Does my body know that this baby is coming and is going to be a nocturnal one?? Oh sweet baby Jesus...

Wednesday I'm going  back to the OB to check if there's been any progress. I highly doubt it...Friday's the due date and she's already talking about inducing me on the 23rd. Ayyy. I am done being pregnant. I can't even be in bed for too long or else my lower back starts to hurt and I walk all hunched over like a little old lady. The baby has definitely dropped and is getting lower and lower every day. This means he's getting heavier to carry.

Good thing happened this weekend...I did ALL of my laundry. All of it. The only dirty laundry is what we wore yesterday. Boy does it feel awesome not to have two full baskets of laundry. I hate laundry mats and they're so expensive that I just do the bare essentials when we go. But my sister in law (bless her heart) finished her laundry on Saturday and told me I could do all of mine on Sunday. She's awesome. She's been cooking a little extra also and sending it home to me so I don't have to worry about feeding my husband (who badly wants a home cooked meal and not raman noodles and a sandwich...which is all I have the energy for). Oh, want a look at my belly?

Yup that's big ol' me. Why don't we look back at how I've progressed since starting to show at 19 weeks:

Yup. Oh man. I am done being pregnant. I'd like this baby to be on the outside. Everyone keeps telling me ohh you'll wish he was back inside you not screaming his head off. I'm welcoming those screams people. I am one miserable fat pregnant girl. I want my body back. I want to put on normal clothes again. I want to take hot showers without being afraid of passing out. Bleh. Ok, I don't mean to complain so much. I am very VERY lucky to be able to conceive and have this baby when there are tons of couples out there trying and are unable. I have friends like that. But me, I'm done. Just. Done.

Last day of work :)

Today wasn't as stressfree as I had hoped it would be. /sigh. But it's over. I'm going to stay home now :) I'm not due til next Friday but my boss donated some of her time off so I could take off early. I have a great boss.

Saw the doctor today, no progress. I'm probably not going into labor til next week...I'm thinking Sunday. My mom said I was 2 days late...so maybe he'll take after his mama. Hopefully not...I want him out already!

Tomorrow Tony and I are going to deep the apartment again. Baby's basinett needs to have sheets put on the little mattress and I need to pick the blanket he'll be sleeping with, put the sleep positioner in there...and I need to keep making the cats NOT get in the basinet. They think it's for them of course. Sheesh. Spoiled brats!

Alright Antonio...you've got a week left! :)

Nothing new...

I'm still waiting to go into labor...which probably won't happen aaaanytime soon. I was having some contractions earlier but they went away. Boo.

He's squirming around inside my belly right now. Ergh. It kind of hurts. O_o

The tooth ache is still around. Ugh. I forgot to call OB office and find out if I can have dental work done. And I need to call the Disability department and make sure all my paper work is correct so I can be off on maternity leave...

I'm also hungry. We had Burger King (I know, I know...not healthy at ALL) around 5...and I'm hungry again...it's almost 8pm. I think it's time for some yummy soup. I just got kicked...I think that the baby agrees with me.

Toothache = pain in the behind

My tooth is killing me. I woke up with the throbbing pain on the right side of my face. I can feel the pain spreading up to my head. Not good. Not good at all. I just had a sandwich and chips (made for me by Tony. Gotta love a husband who'll make you a sandwich even when he's hungry himself).

Ok. I'm going to try and distract myself and post a funny picture of my cat from last night as she was trying to attack my foot under the covers.

Doesn't she look mean and scary? She really isn't. Haha. I can just hear her 'RAWWR!' She's actually really sweet and cuddly. Ripley is our other cat, she doesn't like attention. She prefers to be left alone. Chicho (kitty in the picture) loves to be pet and stroked (when she wants the loving of course...which is usually all.the.time.) I've had her since she was a tiny fluffer ball (2 years) and she was nuts. She would chase our dog (who was terrified of the little fluffer) and after any pen I had in my hand. Ripley was adopted by my sister when we three lived together last year...Chicho did not like her at all. But now, they're the best of buddies.

Ok, I went off on a tangent about my cats. Lol. I'm a furmama...I can't help it. And I'm about to become a real mama soon. 11 days until my due date. C'mon kid...c'monnnnnnnnn....I'm a little anxious. I've been ready for over a month now. I want to meet my little man. See if he's going to be blonde like his dad or brunette like his mama. And if he'll have brown eyes like me, or hazel/green eyes like his dad (and grandad). I want to know what his cry sounds like and if he likes to be swaddled or not. (My mom said I hated it...)

Back to what I was originally talking about. My tooth ache. I just took a tylenol...hopefully it'll kick in soon. If not, I'm going to be a very cranky person today...

Cleaning never felt so good

Our efficiency smells so nice. For days I've been wondering what died in my kitchen...and Lord knows the litter box needed to be emptied. But all of that got done today and I'm SO much happier. Ok Baby, house is clean...you can come out now!

No?

Bah. Fine. Be stubborn and stay inside Mommy. /grumble.

I haven't felt any BH today. A few sharp weird pains that go away instantly...but other than that, nada. Sheesh. Next OB appointment I get an exam down there. Lovely. I guess it's to check if I'm dialating...but that's not til Friday. Lord knows what can happen between then and now :)

I'm trying to be patient and wait for the rain to let up before trecking out to the grocery store (that's literally down the street) but...I don't feel like getting wet AND it's thundering. Boooo. Maybe a nap? Or a snack? (My stomach just growled...)

<3

New Camera!

A co worker of mine asked me if I wanted her old camera...I said sure. What I didn't know was that it was going to be this one!

I was so surprised when she brought it down to my office today. And she gave me the Kodak Easy Share printer, ink and paper. She said she's only printed like two pictures in the three years she's had the camera. I'm like whaaaaaaaa?! Tony got SO excited. He's been after me to get a 'Dad' camera (since apparently my green Polaroid one that I got at Target on sale is too rinky dink) but I kept putting it off cuz of the prices of these darn things. I'm so excited! Now I can take lots of cool pictures and post them :)

Alright, this babymama is tired and needs to get up early in order to make it to her OB appointment in time to get good parking (so we don't have to cross 4 lanes of traffic).

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