Friday, December 10, 2010

This week....

This week I:

Had a pregnancy meltdown when my husband wasn't answering his cell phone....what if I was in LABOUR!

Have the Christmas party on Saturday night, my last hurrah before I get released and have a baby...when you're 35 weeks pregnant, you should NOT be in charge of biggest party your ward hosts every year.

Was pretty sure I was putting myself into labour as I was helping deliver food to the people who signed up to help cook for Saturday night...the food better taste extra good!

Got a couch for downstairs, and I love it! It is used, suede, tan color sectional with chaize, and both ends recline. It is also huge, and at first I thought it was too big for the basement, but I really like it and there is a ton of room.

Wrapped most of my Christmas presents last night. I think I've had the same package of Costco wrapping paper for 3 years...

Still have some Christmas shopping to do....boo.

Realized I had a FALL blog background still! Thank goodness it's changed to a more winter one...I'm not sure I like it, but it's better than FALL!

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Update and Quilt

Hey all,

So....I've been going for my regular every 2 weeks ultrasounds and here is the conclusion thus far: although the placenta DID move 5mm to be a total of 7mm away from the opening of the cervix and that placed me into the "low lying placenta" category rather than "placenta previa", I still will likely have to have a c-section. Boo. In order to NOT need a c-section the placenta needs to be 2cm away from the cervix opening, and I just had a ultrasound 2 days ago and it hadn't moved from it's 7mm spot. When I see my doctor on Tuesday I'll get the date of the c-section and she'll let me know if they'll check one more time to confirm or not. As of today I am 34 weeks....and feeling all of it!
I did get to go out the other day, a woman in my ward took Connor for me for 5 hours! so I could get some Christmas shopping done. I accomplished alot and felt good....until the cashier at Michael's asked me when I was due and I told her Jan 14 and she was like "REALLY!!? The way you look I would have though you were due today!". Wow....thanks. Nope lady, I still have 6 more weeks to go. Some people are just so dumb.
On another note, I (finally!) finished the quilt I made for my friend who had a baby girl 10 days ago. It is the first quilt I stippled and binded (bound?). Luckily, both were relatively easy to do and I had access to people who know what they're doing and were able to guide me. Here is the finished product:





Maybe one day I'll be special enough to do a tutorial of my own! Happy December folks, I'm gearing up to buy the food this week for the ward Christmas Party happening Dec 10...wish me luck!

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Pregnancy update

Hey all who read and are interested:

Just an update on my pregnancy, I went for an ultrasound last week - no change. The placenta has not moved. They told me one of three things could happen: 1) it could still correct itself. 2) If I have no bleeding or complications, I could go on the home program where a nurse comes to my house frequently and takes blood samples and "checks" me. 3) If I DO have bleeding or complications, I likely will have to go to the hospital and be on bed rest. We're hoping the latter does not happen. So far I haven't had any complications, so we feel very lucky about that. I have to go for another ultrasound in a couple of weeks, and I'll talk to my doctor in a couple weeks as well, so so far we're just....waiting. Perhaps for nothings, perhaps for something, we're not sure.

On a good note, we are mostly done renovating our basement (finally!), we just need baseboards and carpet...and maybe a couch to sit on! I am determined to have carpet picked out and ordered by the end of the week. Here's hoping....

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Pregnancy Ups and Downs

So this last week has been a stress case, but turned out to be a wonderful experience of love from my Heavenly Father.
Start of the story: When I went for my routine ultrasound at 20 weeks they discovered something unusual, my family doctor told me it was something called vasa previa which I had no idea what that meant. She sent me to a specialist OB who does C-sections. I felt like she was jumping the gun a bit, I mean, I was already going to see my regular OB's in a few weeks and she didn't really seem that concerned with the findings of the ultrasound, but just told me no vaginal exams of any kind and no (ahem) loving with my lovey.
I went to see the specialist last week on Monday. She told me that indeed the 20 week ultrasound showed vasa previa. What exactly is that? Well, the placenta had broken into 2 pieces and the two pieces were connected by veins and arteries carrying the babies blood supply. These veins and arteries are not protected by anything, unlike the umbilical cord. Also, these veins and arteries were lying over my cervix. Bad because a) the baby has no way to get out and b) if these rupture or get torn at all, the baby and possibly me would die. Scary. So this specialist says to me that their standard practise for this condition is to admit the mom to hospital on bed rest at 30 weeks and then do an scheduled c-section at 36 weeks. WHAT?!!!? Are you freaking kidding me!? This can NOT be happening. I mean, I have a 2 year old, what the freak happens to him for 6 weeks. Not to mention that means I would be in the hospital for all of November and half of December, in which I'd get to come home a week before Christmas AFTER having a c-section! After telling me this, she also says she wants to send me for another ultrasound as a special place where they have a better machine and they are specialized in looking for things like this. So, after Monday, Spencer and I were having major meltdowns and stress.
On Tuesday the ultrasound place called to say they would like me to come in the next morning. I thought that the fact I was getting in so soon must mean something was majorly wrong with my situation. So of course I say yes and Spencer arranges to be there with me. Tuesday night I got a Priesthood blessing from Spencer and was promised that I would have a happy and healthy baby. That made me feel better, although still nervous about the upcoming weeks and months.
Wednesday morning I was drinking my 2 cups of water (yuck, who drinks 2 cups of water at 8:30am?!) and we made our way to the Maternal Fetal Medicine clinic. After waiting in the waiting room for over 45 minutes after my appointment was suppose to be (seriously people, my BLADDER is FULL!) I had my ultrasound. The girl doing it was very thorough and I got to see alot of the baby. (The place I went to had a tv on the wall in front of you to see everything the tech is doing). Then she looked at my cervix and then Spencer got to come in and look at the baby too. She also got a good look at the private parts and pretty much confirmed that we are having a girl. After the ultrasound a doctor came to talk to us with the results. He said that no in fact I did NOT have vasa previa and that my placenta was in one piece. Not two. We were of course elated! That was the best news we could have heard. He did say however that I do have placenta previa, but that the placenta is only covering 2mm of the cervix. He figures that it will shift on it's own due to the fact that my uterus is still growing and expanding. (the placenta is attached to the uterus, so it doesn't move on it's own, but rather with the uterus). So in la mans terms, I'm not completely out of the woods, and there's still a chance for hospitalization and a c-section, but I have to go for another ultrasound in 3 weeks to see if anything has moved or not.
So....I only had 2 days of extreme worrying, but it was awful! But out of this awfulness came a very special thing. I feel like Spencer and I experienced a miracle, which is so special. The blessing I received the night before was very lovely and I was so thankful that my husband could give it to me. We're hoping and praying for good things in 3 weeks, but I'm not really worried about it. I know that I will have a happy and healthy baby and really, that's all that matters.
Keep you posted.....

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Too overprotective??

Last night we went to the park. We'd been there about 5 minutes when a man in his 60's came to sit on a bench, he had a model airplane with him. He kept looking across the field like he was waiting for someone to come meet him. There are only 2 benches in the whole park....we had one, he had the other. 20 minutes later we were leaving...and he was still sitting there. I found this weird, I mean, he was just sitting there. He wasn't doing anything inappropriate at all, but I felt uncomfortable. So when we came home, I called the police just to give them a heads up.
Do you think I'm too over protective or self righteous or something?

On another note, last Friday - August 20, 2 young people were killed on the highway while their 7 week old daughter survived. The husband and father killed was a good friend of mine from high school. This event has really confirmed to me a few things: Life is short and you just never know when things will come to an end. Me and my husband need to be more careful when driving. Spencer and I NEED to do a will. Does anybody else have a will, and more specifically have you legally chosen someone to take your children should something happen to you? I think for some people this is an easy choice, but for us, not so much. I'd love to hear what other people thought about to make this choice.

On a happy note....we leave for Vegas in 8 days!! I hear the weather is seriously 40 degrees Celsius, I hope we don't fry to death! I don't know, 5 months pregnant and 40 degrees....am I crazy!?

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Ewwwww

Don't you hate getting puked on? Well that just what happened to me this morning. Connor had a stomach ache and luckily had only had his sippy cup of milk when......eruption! Ewwww, curtled milk is very gross too. Nothing a little laundry and a bath can't fix though, and he started feeling better immediately after. Thank goodness, cross you fingers....

Monday, July 19, 2010

It was suppose to be...

Hello all -

I was just sitting down to check on the blogs I follow and then write about my weekend of craziness - 2 birthday parties for a 2 year old. But as I was checking one of the blogs I follow, they had a link to another blog that they follow and she mentioned something about being touched and saddened by their loss, which intrigued me to see what she meant. As I began to read this other young families blog, the tears started streaming down my face as I began to realize their situation, and just how lucky I am to have my little boy safe and sound having a nap right now. If you'd like to read this teary blog, go here. A gentle reminder that what you have is just about perfect, even when you don't feel it.

I will write about the birthday parties etc. but for now, I wanted to share this with you.

Friday, July 16, 2010

2 years old?!

Since I last did a real update, we went down to Raymond for the week of July 1, Connor had his 2nd birthday on July 8 and I announced that I was pregnant. So, here are the details of all:
We went to Raymond as per usual for July 1. If you're from southern Alberta, you know why. If you're not, you might not know that Raymond is famous for their July 1 celebration. And since Spencer is from there, I can see us attending July 1 in Raymond for the rest of our lives! We did miss it 2 years ago, being as I was 5 days overdue with Connor, we didn't think it was wise to travel. Little did we know that it wouldn't have mattered, he still came 7 days later. Anyways, Connor had a blast at Grandma and Grandpa's house, running around inside and out, riding horses with Grandpa, riding the golf cart and ride on lawn mower with Grandma and playing with his cousin Haylee. He sure was kept busy, and loved every minute of it. We took him to the new Raymond pool the first night and oh my! That kid loves water, loves the water slides and thinks he can swim. No fear for this kid, which I'm glad about most of the time, until he tries to jump out of my arms and sinks in the pool. I definitely see swimming lessons in his future.
The rest of the time leading up to the July 1 was spent playing and visiting. We went into Lethbridge and saw Grandma O. a few times, and I did a little shopping at Value Village. (Lethbridge has the best Value Village ever, by far the best second hand shopping I've encountered).
July 1 came, and we were out getting ready for the parade. The weather was pretty good which was a relief since the day before was kind of windy (surprise?) and rainy. The parade this year was a little weak I felt. Stacey (Spencer's sister) had her 10 year reunion float, and we got a plunger that people were handing out, but other than that....nothing too special. July 1 is also Grandma O.'s b-day and this year she turned 85. Alma (my MIL) had a bunch of family over afterwards to celebrate her birthday. Of course, Grandma as per usual is always saying "Don't make a fuss, I don't even need to be there". She's funny....Anyways, my mom also drove down July 1, and spent a few days in Raymond, so after the birthday party celebration we headed over to my Grandpa's house for the annual George bbq. We visited with my mom, Lorraine, and Terri.
July 2 was the day of our wards annual Temple trip/campout, which I was in charge of being the Activities Chairperson. I was a little frantic that day as it was raining in the morning, and the plan was for us to take Dale and Alma's camper trailer, but with the weather being iffy, they didn't really want to get it ready in the rain, so then Spencer was trying to convince me we should make alternate arrangements for somewhere to sleep. But as I was starting to stress out about that, it stopped raining. So we (more like them) got the trailer ready and his parents took the trailer to Cardston for us. (they do Temple work on Fridays, so they were going to there anyways, and we don't have a hitch on our truck.) We had to go into Lethbridge to Costco to pickup a cake I had ordered for one of the Young Men who was having a birthday during the campout. Now, I should preface this story by saying that 2 days before when we went to Costco to get Grandma's cake for her birthday, Spencer was bringing it in from the car and....smooshed it. I guess that's what you get when you try to carry all 47 things in from the car at once...anyways, here is Spencer, Connor and I at Costco picking up the cake, and we're about to start out on our camping trip which I've been stressing out about all week, and we pay for the cake which is on the bottom of the cart and as we're walking into the parking lot and it just so happens that Spencer is pushing the cart, the cake FALLS off the cart face down, but Spencer doesn't notice for a couple seconds and starts pushing it along the pavement!!! So....it's totally ruined. AHHH!!! The last thing I/we needed. As we make our way to the car with this cake that is totally ruined and I start crying because my stress level is now way over the top, but I'm kind of laughing at the same time because let's face it, this is ridiculous. Spencer takes it back into Costco to see if they can fix it. Well, he comes out with a brand new cake that says Happy Birthday and has a rainbow on it. Now, the original cake wasn't much fancier, it did say "Happy 17th Birthday Craig" and had balloons on it, but now I am really laughing because the rainbow cake really isn't what every 17 year old boy wants for his birthday. Oh well, the rest of the camping trip went fine and we had a good time and the cake was a hit anyways.

After we made our way home from Raymond, the next week was Connor's second birthday! I can't believe I have a 2 year old! What the heck. Spencer had taken the day off, so for his birthday we took him to the McDonald's playplace and then to see Toy Story 3. I quite liked the movie, and he did pretty good sitting through it.

And...I'm pregnant. I'm supposedly due January 15, although that is a very guesstimated date due to irregularity. For those of you who don't know, I was actually pregnant in the fall, but had a miscarriage in March. I was at my 12 week ultrasound when I found out, and it was pretty traumatic and sad. We hadn't told anyone but our families, but I had to have a D&C, which was sad too. Anyways, I think that it's ok to talk about it since so many women have problems with pregnancy, whether it is conceiving or staying pregnant. It's nice to know other people can relate and you're not alone in these sorts of things.

Ok, that's it, I'm officially done blabbing, until next time.....

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

News

This is the shirt I made for Connor, took his picture wearing it, and then sent the pictures in the mail to my in-laws, and my mom and dad. Hope you enjoy. We sure do!


Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Summer, where are you?

Hello everyone. I realize I haven't written anything since November. It's a terrible thing and I'm sorry. I don't really know how many people read my blog, probably nobody since I never write on it, but if you do, my apologies. I get frustrated when other people don't update their blogs (go figure) because I read them and it gives me something to do during the day when my son is playing nicely by himself (like right now) and it's almost nap time and I don't want to turn on the tv because I like him to think that mommy doesn't watch that much tv.
As for the heading of this post, I really do wonder where summer is? Seriously, it's mid-June! We had better weather in March! We did have a lovely weekend and I even broke out the shorts....but they're tucked away again as the forecast is rain, rain and more rain this week. At least Connor's winter clothes are getting well worn. My poor furnace doesn't know whether it's suppose to be off or on and my flip flops are begging to be worn. I know we need moisture, but this is crazy. My MIL had a good point though, she said that we pray when we want rain, so we need to pray for sunshine too.
I got released from my calling in April. I am no longer the YW President of my ward. I knew it was coming for a few weeks, so when the time actually came, I was ready for it. I will say that I never truly understood mantles that are given when you receive a calling, until I was released. I suddenly felt a true weight lifted off my shoulders, and not a burden weight, but a responsibility weight. My thoughts are no longer on the girls and my counsellors with a responsibility feeling, just memories of the good, the bad and the ugly. I will treasure my time with those ladies and girls, but know that it was time for someone fresh to come in. (Just in time for Trek too, yippee!) I did get a new calling....and they didn't let me off the hook! I am now the Activities Committee Chair Person. It's actually not that bad because the girl who did it before me has everything organized and prepared down to the T. I have a great committee and we have our first major activity coming up July 2-3. Our ward is doing a Ward Family Temple Trip/Campout in Cardston, Ab. For anyone reading this who would like more information on what a Temple is, you can go here. Anyways, it should be good and I hope things run smoothly.
My baby is turning 2 in about 3 weeks. I'm thinking that's crazy. How can MY baby be turning TWO?! He is such a little man, a totally all boy! He has started talking like crazy, and last week we had to turn his crib into a bed because he learned to climb out of his crib and open the door - all on the same night. Let's just say that that night was pure hell. But he seems to be doing pretty good with his new bed and we got a child proof door handle for his door, and slowly but surely things are getting better and he's sleeping through the night again. He also went through a period of being scared, which I didn't even think he knew the meaning of, but apparently he does and so we had to get him a nightlight. He saw the movie Toy Story and we think that the part where Buzz and Woody are over that the neighbours house (Sid) and the deformed toys come out of the closet may have scared him. Crazy.
In April we took Connor to see Thomas the Train at Heritage Park. It was super fun and he loved it. We rode on "Thomas" the Train and the had our picture taken with Sir Topam Hat. It all went really well, until he went on the little kid Ferris wheel by himself. There were other little kids going on it so we thought it was no big deal - way wrong. For some reason the bar that was suppose to be holding him in, he could LIFT IT UP! And the people operating the ride didn't even notice! Thank goodness nothing happened, but seriously we could have had a real tragedy. Let's just say we won't be doing Ferris wheels any time in the near future!
I'm seriously going to try and keep my blog updated a little more, because it's a good journal for
me to remember all the fun times with my family and in particular my little munchkin. Until next time....