This is just going to be a generic update for you guys. Actually, this is the second time I’m typing this cause my coordination sucks, or my brain doesn’t work, or something cause I managed to close what I was working on without saving. Why doesn’t WP just auto-save when you start a post?!
Anyway, I am working on another post (in my head) and I hope for that one to be a little more fluid and entertaining.
Oh, my Cody. How I love this man. A friend of mine posted this on FB:
Healthy doesn’t have to be boring. Kale salad with a sprinkle of sunflower seeds, cranberries and homemade berry dressing (evo, fresh lemon juice/zest, fresh garlic and really ripe raspberries and strawberries). Yummy
My husband’s response:
I’ve determined that good food doesn’t need so many words. Watch: “Cheeseburger”; “Gravy”; “Chicken Wings”. The more words you use to describe what you’re eating just goes to show how hard you’re trying to convince yourself and everyone else that it’s not as bad as it looks.
This man won my heart in 2007 and he continues to win me over with logic like this.
Apple and Banana:
I reached 28 weeks yesterday! In this time, I’ve been to L&D twice, both times just as precaution. I am happy to say that these babies are growing very, very well.
Apple is the sleepier baby. During the day, she is usually quite quiet. However, when mama wants to go to bed or when it’s time to kiss Cody goodbye at 4AM, Apple decides to throw a party! As of last week, Apple is in head down position and is weighing approximately 2 pounds.
Banana is the hyper baby. All day long, my ribs get a beating from this little chicken. She is so strong that my entire tummy moves when she gets going. She’s also a bit of a bully with me, and will kick and squirm as hard as she can if she doesn’t like the way I’m sitting. As of last week, Banana is now breech and weighs approximately 2 pounds 5 ounces.
Both little babies love to interact with me. They love when I go for baths; they love when I talk to them; they love my singing; they love when my hands are on my belly. They love the sound of Cody’s voice, but if he puts his hands on my belly, they stop kicking. They do this for anyone touching my tummy! I don’t know if they really know it’s someone else, or if it’s just coincidence. Cody seems a little insulted sometimes, but they do give him some bumps if he’s patient with them. Once they get going, it’s non-stop, that’s for sure.
Both babies love music. If you really want to get them going, all that’s needed is….OL’ DIRTY BASTARD. Yup. Both my girls love gangster rap.
COMPLETE! Well, Cody is finishing up the changing table, but then it’s finished!
This picture doesn’t show the other side of the room, but there’s a couch and table, eventually a change table will be there as well.
The closet is SUPER organized and there are clothes hanging in order of Preemie/NB, 0-3 mos, 3 mos. They are categorized by style as well: outfits, sleepers, onesies. I’m sure this won’t last for long.
We do need to get a shelf for the living room (we intend on keeping half of the diapers and half of their onesies downstairs), but we’re looking pretty good!
We’re looking pretty good. We are registered for our diaper service. We opted to do this because it makes a lot of sense FOR US.
1. It’s a pain in the ass to try and figure out how many cloth diapers we’d need for both girls. The diaper service gives us unlimited quantity each week.
2. My girls are likely to be smaller, which means they will need preemie diapers, then change into the newborns, then the next size, etc. Putting the money (and effort) into figuring this out, makes no sense. We start with the smallest size and when one (or both) are ready to move up a size, we just let the company know. Easy peasy.
3. Laundry sucks. I don’t have to add diapers to the mix – sweet!
4. I’m not going to dive into the debate about the environment. There are pros and cons to each side. And even if you see the pros in one or the other, it might not be applicable to you and your situation. For us, we do intend to use disposables, as needed, and don’t feel guilty.
5. Last but not least, I don’t want to be changing diapers for 4 years. I want them out as quickly as possible and cloth diapers help with this.
We have the essentials for the girls. However, we do still need a breast pump and more bottles. We are prepared for this, but we’re buying from a specific store in order to get the most from our purchase. The Medela pump is the one we’re buying, and it’s NEVER discounted. Here’s the plan though… the drug store we’re buying from offers points based on the amount you spend. Occasionally, they run a promo where you can get 20x the points….
Breast Pump Cost: $449.00
Regular Points Earned: 4490 = approximately $60 value
Bonus Points Earned: 89800 = approximately $170 value!
If we get the extra points, we can buy more baby supplies without actually spending money. So why wouldn’t we?!
This is more a joke than anything, but while at a baby show over the weekend, we found something I’ve been DYING to get for the girls to come home in:
I have their little dresses planned out, and now the perfect bows to put on their heads. We will also be bringing some sleepers in case the dresses are too big, but the bows will make those outfits POP!
Now, had I known how expensive they ended up being, I wouldn’t have gotten them. I did, however, figure out how to make some bows myself, for 1/10 of the cost, so guess who’s going to be busy? BOWS EVERY DAY!
We also bought some books for the babies, some diaper covers, and other essentials. But the bows are fun.
How I’m Feeling:
Good! I mean, I could complain about this or that, but I just don’t want to. I’m tired, my pelvis is killing me, I can’t breathe right, wah wah wah. Seriously though – I just don’t want to! I’ve waited so long for this. I’ve worked so hard for this! Nothing I am currently dealing with is enough for me actually sit and complain about it. Is everything always pleasant? No. But it’s 100% worth it. This is probably my only pregnancy… I’m going to love every freaking second of it.
SURPRISE! Things are going relatively well!! They are throwing me a shower over the weekend (which I’m super nervous about), but I’ve decided that I need to just move on. Yes, they annoy me. Yes, they can be overbearing. Yes, they’ve hurt my feelings. And in the end, they already love these babies so much, what can I say? I am going to try and get back to the place where I didn’t actively hate them and try to just remember that they’re excited and happy. And if and when they step over the line, it’s time for me to open my mouth rather than sit quietly, waiting for my chance to flip out on Cody. These are our children, and if they want to be a part of their lives, they are going to have to accept how we want to raise them, whether they like it or not. As my lovely friend said to me, “You hold all the chips, my dear. Don’t forget that they’re only spectators in this. It’s about you, Cody, and those babies. Fuck everyone else”. Best advise I’ve been given!
Best Moment of My Life:
This morning, I was wide awake from 3AM until Cody was getting up to go to work around 4AM. He rolled over and wanted to snuggle me before I left, showing that he knows how hard it’s been on me to have no one to talk to all day, and only seeing him a few hours a night. I laid on my back and put Cody’s hand on my tummy so he could feel Apple kicking. Cody was so sleepy, but he was laughing at the kicks, even going “Ouch, that was a big one!” when she got me good and hard. It was then that I realized this was what I was waiting for, this is what I wanted to give my husband. There’s more to come, but sitting there with him, in bed in the dark, feeling babies kicking: it was the best moment of my life.