Just a tiny short story for you:
I made dinner Friday night. Spaghetti, since we have nothing else and need to go shopping on Monday. I got Porter's Plate ready and set it in front of him, I got my plate ready and sat at the table with my back to porter, I picked up my silverware and was met with an incessant "mom MOM MOM moom MOm ". I sigh turn around exasperatedly and say "WHAT!". He narrows his eyes and in one swift move, slaps each hand to the opposite elbow (essentially folding his arms) and bowing his head.
My sweet little heavenly angel boy was so upset with me because I had forgotten to bless the food!
I hurried and folded my arms and said a prayer to which he ended nan-nan
I love the blessing he is to me. seriously this kid is awesome.
Showing posts with label Milestones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Milestones. Show all posts
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Wonderful Springtime and a DI Find!
Today was GORGEOUS!!
I woke up freezzzzing but as the sun came up it melted the snow from yesterday and dried up our front yard.
Porter and I decided that we were going to take full advantage of it so I got myself dressed and put Porter boy in his cute little Jeans and Onsie and Jacket :) He looked mighty handsome
I look horrid since I spent more time on getting him ready than myself....
We went outside and Sat on our porch swing for a while... then we tried grass for the first time since he was teeny tiny I've seen so many kids who literally just pull their feet up so they won't touch it because it freaks them out but not port! He just went for it, loved it and tried to eat the twigs he could get to.
For the most part he just sat up in the grass chilling out.
Lookin adorable as usual
He actually smiled for the camera when I'm not behind it but with how I look I sure wish I were behind it :(
Here's our cute side yard/shed :) I just can't believe how much we live in the country these days.. and how we lucked out finding this house to RENT!
Also I found this in the middle of my grass :) do you know what it is?? I think it's going to be bulbs that were in the ground and then our landlord laid sod there not knowing :) I'm going to roll up the grass this summer and dig up the bulbs so I can plant them where I can enjoy them ha ha not in my grass
We have our garden all planned out in the back and once we start doing things FOR it I'll take pictures and show you :) I'm super excited.
I've been thinking a lot lately about what I'm going to do as a stay at home mom when the kids are at school or what I can make of my life besides cleaning. I want to do more crafts and gardening with flowers and veggies :)
We'll see how I do.
So speaking of crafts I went to the DI today and discovered quite a find!
I got this roll of lace for 50 Cents
These adorable baby boot/shoes for $1.00
AND
I got this AMAZING birdcage/clock for only $2.00!!
I already know what I want to do with it although it may take me a while to get around to it.
I only get crafty funds every once in a while cause we are still a poor college family and I'm staying home.
One day I'll be rich and be able to buy all the fun things I want :)
Tell me your ideas for the clock! I'm sure you guys can come up with a better one than me :)
Ps. Proof Port is really crawling now:)
he's that fast:)
Monday, March 21, 2011
Who has Beiber Fever?
I got a bunch of music from my broha-in-law a while back
I made a bunch of different cd's for the car with it
in different genres like we do:)
you know one country for drew
one disney for porter
a few different ones for sam
and the last one had artists such as Black Eyed Peas, Usher and Justin Bieber.
I had let's call it the hip-popish cd in and usually only listened to it when I was in the car my my lonesome because I'm the only one who likes it.
One day Drewface, Ports, and I were in the car going for a drive and port was in his horrible month and a half long Ornery phase. ( I know how lucky am I to have his bad phase be only a month and a half!)
Anywhooos
he was screaming in the car and whining and crying all at the same time
(he's skilled)
He was past the part of life where he wanted a binky and wouldn't take my fingers or toys to calm him.
Letting myself accept there wasn't anything I could do but listen to him
I got grumpy and turned the radio to my cd and turned it up just loud enough so I couldn't hear the screaming but soft enough so it wouldn't hurt his ears or anything.
suddenly while "baby baby baby oooohhh" breaks out, the crying stops.
Porter whom I can see thanks to the wonderful backseat mirror we have
(I totally recommend them if not to see if anything is wrong, then to watch them as they zone out and laugh at them frequently)
had just completely shut up and listened to the beibs.
for reals.
after I think probably a month or two of this discovery Neither Justin Beiber or Usher have dissapointed me in keeping him calm when he is not.
sooo. yes. Porter has Beiber Fever.
Also
Now he is pulling himself up to stand.
3 days ago I walked in to get him in the morning and he was on his knees leaning against the wall... so I lowered his crib that day.
That night I put him in his crib to have his crawling contained while I cleaned up his room/ put away his too small clothes and he pulled himself up.
I have perfect timing.
Picture proof:
THEN
duh duh duh duh!!!
Porter was weighed on the 10th and he weighed 13 lbs 5 oz
We switched him to formula a few days later partially and then full time a few days after that
Porter was weighed today the 21st he weighed 14 lbs 11 oz
Yeah.
It was time to switch...
He loves real food though
this was how grossy he was tonight with the worst smelling beans/chicken/rice all mixed together
For reals do you see it down by his legs?
he kept slapping the crud out of that food and high chair
and he was so proud of himself
Then it was bath time
yey! happy day. He gained a ton of weight, he's happy and he loves beiber.
Long post.. but I had tons to say;)
sorry!!!
Sunday, March 6, 2011
BAD MAMA! (and a crawling child)
I have to cut porter boy's nails right around once a week.
Contrary to popular belief cutting a curiously active child's nails is quite hard.
He keeps grabbing the siccors or jerking his hand.
I'm never usually pretty good at it, but today he jerked at the exact wrong moment and ...
snip.
I basically cut off his whole thumb...
or not i really only just cut a bit of skin but it won't stop bleeding..
I put a bandaid on it but he sucked it off of course
I put a bandaid on it but he sucked it off of course
and he kept crawling and wouldn't let it close so he just keeps bleeding...
I eventually put him down for his nap on a blanket which is now dripping spotted in blood.
I took a picture of it but somewhere it disappeared and he's sleeping now.
I guess it's good for you who don't like looking at blood.
THEN I also have pictures from tonight him crawling :)
he's getting so close!
and then he was just plain cute
and fyi, this is an outfit he inherited from uncle toby :)
Friday, March 4, 2011
Lost keys...and an ADORABLE kid
I'm in love with my little boy. He slept a ton today though which made me sad. also
today we really found out that we lost drew's work keys. Which are super expensive like maybe 70 dollars to replace. I spent all day looking for them, getting in trouble for using my keys so he didn't know his were lost, and I mean i picked up the side of each couch and shook them up and down to see if they jingled...
so that sucked.
I don't know what we're going to do but we'll find it soon
but hey here's my kind of 6 month pictures for baby Porter :)
he's so flipping cute.. I'm not one of those mom's that really has an ugly baby but thinks it's am I?
nah he's adorable.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Mama's weekend/ Baby CRAWLING??
My mom came up yestrday and stayed until today. It was so much fun not to mention that my grandma brought her up and my step dad picked her up :)
I love my family and I don't get to see them nearly enough.
ok he's not full on crawling.. .probably won't be for a while longer. but a few day ago he started doing
THIS
on a regular basis
yeah. I mean that's a kind of bad picture of it, he honestly is on his knees and hands rocking back and forth. It's crazy for a 5 1/2 month old. but that's who I got. He won't sit up, but if it has anything to do with moving him to where he wants to go,
he's all for it.
and then there's this picture...
Just cause he's so cute even on the days I don't do his hair
and don't fix the red eye.. I'm lazy what can I say
Thursday, January 6, 2011
4 months old
Seriously can you believe it? I mean on one hand It feels like there was never a time before him, but on the other hand I can't believe how big (kind of) he is! Well he's been teething as anyone with facebook knows. He's got a tiny bit of his bottom right tooth broken through and I can feel the rest of it under there so one of these days we'll have a full one out, which could be bad if he decides to be mean to me while eating. Well we went to the doctor on monday to weigh him, talk to him about some problems Porter has been having and to get his shots. First thing they do was weigh him and since he weighed 10.74 lbs last time i was expecting somewhere in the 13lb range. As the nurse told me the numbers my heart dropped. He weighed 11.56 lbs. Yeah... after 2 months he hadn't even gained a full pound. See I have had some people say "my baby was the third percentile the whole time and it wasn't that bad." The reason it is bad for him to be so small is because he dropped from the 32nd percentile to the 3rd in two months. Soooo. We are to start him on cereal AFTER he's eaten so he might get extra calories and I've been trying to do different tricks to increase my milk supply because we have also noticed that he likes to eat much more often in the last month or so, so we are thinking he wasn't getting enough of that either. In a month we have been instructed to bring him back in for a weigh in and if he hasn't gained enough, then "we are going to have to sit down and have a more serious conversation and look at supplementing" I love my doctor for that reason. He says "ok there's a problem, but I don't want you to stop breastfeeding" he really tries to find different ways to help before taking the easy way out. So Tuesday we started him on rice cereal and he loves it now after the third day! the biggest problem is keeping his hands away from the spoon! If it were the handle I wouldn't have a problem, but he keeps flipping the food off his spoon so it ends up on his eye or forehead and hand instead of his mouth. but he finished off the amount I gave him today so that's awesome! I think on saturday I'm going to try and give him actual food!! so any say on what I should start him off with? I'm thinking banana :) I wish they had mashed oranges though! he's having a fun time in his bath FINALLY because forever there he just cried, now we take our time and just play around in the water. it's so awesome! I love this little guy! he's just so fun and so sweet and I promise I should just take a tour of all the hospitals in the world because his giggle could cure any disease! ahh I just melt! It's hilarious because he may giggle if you tickle or play with him, but the second I cry He just full blown starts laughing at me which makes my crying into tears of laughter. He's such a blessing and I'm so glad I have him!!!
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Yeah That's Right, Port's Awesome
He rolls. Both ways. I mean he's rolled from his stomach since he was teeny tiny but he's an old pro at both now. :)
Proof. (he's a darn cutie just so ya know)
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Yelling
Porter has officially found his voice. He sits there happy as can be, just yelling. Not crying, no he doesn't do that very often, he just likes to yell. It's all fine and dandy and sometimes hillarious, for the first 3 minutes. Drew and I are thinking about taking turns checking into the insane asylum... jk. but seriously this kid is hillarious and frustrating adorable and indisputably annoying. Basically I'm a good mom, but like everyone else in the world (besides truly blessed people) I get angry. Now I hate getting mad at porter but sometimes I just can't take the yelling. Like today, he was yelling and yelling, I'd put the binky in his mouth and he'd yell with it in, and then spit it out and yell louder. He ju
st loves to hear the sound of it. I finally loose it. I turn to him, prepared to yell about as loudly as he'd been yelling to "beeeee quieeettttt PLEASE!" (i know bad mom he's just a baby, but really if I can handle porter I can't handle drew complaining about porter so I finally lose it at port because he's what's making drew so crabby) I sit up (he'd been in his swing because after a while we can't stand to just hold a yelling baby so we hope the swing will do the trick) so I sit up and get ready to yell at him. AS SOON as he makes eye contact with me he stops me dead in my tracks because he flipping cracks the biggest smile at me. I say in a very serious tone " stop smiling, you will not learn that you can get away with things just because you smile" he gives me a curious look, then smiles again.
I love this kid. I really do. I don't like him all the time and I"lll admit it, sometimes i really want to just give him back for a few years until I feel like I can handle it, but then i'll never get him back.
take it as it comes right? anyways. 2 minutes after the smiley boy, he yells again. But we eventually got him to sleep.
either way. he needs to get bored of the sound of his voice yelling, and just coo. cause that's wayyy better for my sanity.
st loves to hear the sound of it. I finally loose it. I turn to him, prepared to yell about as loudly as he'd been yelling to "beeeee quieeettttt PLEASE!" (i know bad mom he's just a baby, but really if I can handle porter I can't handle drew complaining about porter so I finally lose it at port because he's what's making drew so crabby) I sit up (he'd been in his swing because after a while we can't stand to just hold a yelling baby so we hope the swing will do the trick) so I sit up and get ready to yell at him. AS SOON as he makes eye contact with me he stops me dead in my tracks because he flipping cracks the biggest smile at me. I say in a very serious tone " stop smiling, you will not learn that you can get away with things just because you smile" he gives me a curious look, then smiles again.
I love this kid. I really do. I don't like him all the time and I"lll admit it, sometimes i really want to just give him back for a few years until I feel like I can handle it, but then i'll never get him back.
take it as it comes right? anyways. 2 minutes after the smiley boy, he yells again. But we eventually got him to sleep.
either way. he needs to get bored of the sound of his voice yelling, and just coo. cause that's wayyy better for my sanity.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Giggles
2 days ago drew and I decided to have a lazy day. We stayed in our pj's and just played video games all day long. I was a bad mama and didn't really play with port, but for the most part he behaved pretty well. If he got fussy I'd talk to him while we played... bad mama... anywhoo, He fussed and i spread my fingers out to his face... I don't know how to describe this.. I put my thumb and pinky on his cheeks, my top three fingers on his forehead and brushed it. anyways, he stared smiling so big! As I kept doing he started giggling! I stopped the game and just played with him and he was laughing for about 5 minutes straight. Best feeling in my whole life.
Ps. As of today porter rolls over both ways :) such a strong kid! I don't know if I really want him to get this strong this fast, I"ll be chasing him before i know it
Ps. As of today porter rolls over both ways :) such a strong kid! I don't know if I really want him to get this strong this fast, I"ll be chasing him before i know it
Friday, November 12, 2010
Laughter
Is the best thing in the whole world when someone laughs. It just shouts joy. Porter has this adorable thing he does because he doesn't know quite how to laugh. He will smile this big smile that just takes up his whole face, his eyes gleam, and somehow his smile then gets bigger. Once it's bigger he just lets out this little cough and looks pleased with himself. It's his version of a laugh. Today it changed. I was playing right up close to him and bouncing him around in his chair. He seemed closer and closer to just bursting out in full blown santa chuckles he was so happy. I waited and kept going and nothing came. finally I got out a real live heh. It's the tiniest little thing, and I honestly can hardly remember it because it was gone so fast, like a little piece of dust you try to catch out of the air but you can never quite get it. That's my memory of his first laugh while he was awake, but I love that little speck of a memory and I'll love it forever.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Week 1
I won't be doing this by weeks... probably, but I thought I'd give you guys a run down about the first week's happenings, both good and really really horribly bad...I'm not exagerating either.. there is a horribly bad.
So,
last monday (the 30) I hadn't slept more than 4 hours since I was super anxious! The Doctor had told me I would probably come in that day so I woke up at 5 and had no more sleeping that day even though I called in at 6 to see if they'd have room for me that day and they told me NO. (how rude) so I called back a few more times through the day, and finally let myself sink into the despair that was one more day of being absolutely enormous. I called my family one last time at 8 and slid into bed at 830, tired and disapointed but hoping that going to sleep early would at least bring the next day by quicker.
9 pm, my phone rings and I'm told that "if you would like to come in tonight that would be fine, or you could wait until tomorrow if you would rather do that" ARE YOU KIDDING! :)
Drew and I finished packing our things up, got in the car and arrived 30 minutes later, and after getting all set up, the pitocin drip started at 1030. I was already contracting at 3 minute intervals when i went in... I had been all week and they were all so shocked. I had been contracting like that for a week at a 4 and I was 80%... super big bummer. (but who cares now right?)
my contractions got stronger through the night and started making a change but since my uterus is crazy I didn't feel any pain at all, just discomfort, until all of a sudden my pain scale went from a 0 to a 4 or 5. That sucked. They promptly saw how much pain I was in (that i wasn't being a baby my pain really just came out of nowhere and it came hard) and that i was progressing and sent in the wonderful man who gave me an epidural in one and a half minutes flat. Ps. it totally doesn't even hurt more than a normal shot would, it's just startling to feel it in your back not your arm.
Labor progressed and then after a sleepless night (another one) our Adorable (and i'm serious i'd fess up if I had a funky looking baby, this kid is a cutie with no cone head, no smushed nose, and TONS of hair) little Porter Douglas Whiteley was born at 7:16 am on August 31, 2010 weighing in at 8 lbs 3 oz and was 20 inches long.
That first day was exhausting and so much fun with the visitors, it's kind of bitter sweet because you want to see everyone and you want everyone to see him but it wears you out too... So that night after everyone had left the nurse was in our room going over things about newborn babies and such when we realized Porter wasn't breathing... he could breathe out, and out, and out, but not in. I flipped. The nurse just picked him up, suctioned some crap out of his mouth, got him breathing but said she wanted to make sure his oxygen levels were good, so she took him to the nursery for a little bit. (I also saw that on my chart she basically wrote that I was upset so she took him away.. I was ok, just shaken that my brand new not even a day old baby choked on mucus and couldn't breathe without intervention.
She showed me how to suction it out, said unfortunately it's common in new babies (why did no one warn me) and left it at that.
That night I wanted to have him in my room, you know all the pressure to room in with baby because then you can get used to taking care of them while there is help, and I was totally cool with that. I wanted to be able to feed my baby when he wanted and not when the nurses got around to bringing him in. (turns out they're actually pretty good about it and everyone just scares you) ANYWAYS
so that first night he kept choking, not badly,but enough for me to have to use the little suctiony bulb they give you. and then of course every little coo or sleep noise he made scared the crap out of me. so after a few hours of this and me on 48 hours without sleep I was just crying uncontrollably and terrified he wouldn't make it through the night because I'd probably fall asleep and not be there to suck out the crap. So I finally gave in, shamed myself for being a bad mother and had them take him to the nursery and bring him in for feedings.
He ended up having his bed elevated and I was reassured that It is normal and "babies are more resiliant than you think" which was nice information but still not super comforting.
We went home wed night where I was nearly having panic attacks from stress, so when I got home Janae and Stu came over with their kids and Drew and Stu gave me a blessing. we let Porter and Sammi "play" for a little while and then they left and I reluctantly went to bed. the night went alright, he choked a few times but I handled it and they weren't even that bad. I probably didn't have to do much to help but I did just because... although I didn't sleep very well when he did because I was nervous something would happen.
Then morning came.
Porter had some crap in his mouth so I suctioned it out, bundled him tight in the burrito wrap (which at this point he had yet to get out of) and i laid him back to sleep. I rolled over, cuddled drew and for some heavenly reason was told to check him. I flipped over fast, saw my sweet baby OUT of his wrap, thrashing around, back arched, and face purple.
I grabbed him fast, got the bulb and tried to stick it in his mouth, no go, he'd clenched his mouth shut and was now getting bluer by the second. I tried to put my finger in his mouth and eventually decided either I hurt his jaw or let him suffocate so i shoved my finger in, turned him on his side suctioned a little patted his back suctioned more and by the time he was eerily blue he finally realized he could breathe and slowly slowly started getting color back in his face.
Yes that was the worst moment in my entire life.
to have the realization that if called, there is no way an ambulance could get to us in time to save him, so it's up to me, it is so terrifying, but it did the job to kick me into gear, have me not panic and just take action.
Heavenly father knew that was the last I could take and I'm so happy to announce after that I only sucked out things he coughed up himself and I did out of his comfort, not his survival.
Since then everything was alright, I was stressing myself out with worry over everything and I had my wonderful mother come up and stay with me saturday and sunday while drew was at work which did incredible things for me because she got me snack food (because of me stressing over everything i had lost my appetite and basically stopped eating so my milk supply actually started decreasing and I had to give him a bottle which killed me inside) she helped me clean the house so that since then I've been able to keep it clean because we've kept on top of it, and when I started fretting about (get this) the frequency and the texture of his poop, she called my aunt who has 5 children under 9 and has a pediatrition for a husband and not only did that ease my worries, but she gave me wonderful advice as to how to go about my day. We now thankfully have put Porter on a routine (not a schedule) Which is basically During the day he wakes up, I feed him/change his diaper then we have awake play time with him where I generally sing to him, do funny little baby games and tell him nursery rhymes. I've read him books too but he doesn't really know what is going on with that because he likes to look at people much more than books right now. then He sleeps and it starts all over again. for the most part I've been pretty good at it.
Now I know this is crazy long but I just want to tell you a bit about him :)
He really is a wonderful baby. Most people say that newborns are "good babies" but really he honestly is. He wakes up to eat when he's hungry (I don't ever have to wake him up because he's gone too long) He Is so wide eyed when he's awake It's amazing! i've never seen a newborn keep their eyes open as much as he does. I mean after the labor instead of sleeping, he just looked around for 3 to 4 hours. He likes quiet to get to sleep but once he's out, within reason you really don't have to be quiet. He never fusses for no reason, we actually figured out that he's just gassy (which doesn't make him fuss it just makes him stop eating frequently and I was getting frustrated until we figured out he just needs to burp a good 3 or 4 times a feeding.) but really if he's awake he's happy to just hang out if his needs have been met. He smiles like crazy which I know they don't do it consciously, but he doesn't do it because of gas, and I swear he does it in response to some situations which ends up being completely appropriate. He already kicks the blankets off and swaddling him has no purpose anymore besides to keep his hands out of the way while he nurses. He loves to sleep with either one or both arms straight up. he coos while he sleeps, and he makes HILARIOUS faces all the time. He knows me, I mean it make sense but I mean he really does. He is comforted by my voice, he loves to be held by me and He's getting used to dad ( he was wonderful with drew but then drew worked four 10 hour days and now he's a little less used to him but it's changing back after even one day... it would be better if drew hadn't have spent the entire day... oh sorry almost the entire day playing video games online...that's another story) and he doesn't like baths very much but instantly calms down when you run that water over his head. ps. he's got crazy curly hair when it's wet, but it flattens out when it's dry.
also his hair! oh my heavens! we thought for sure it was going to be dark like mine, but no. It's drew's color but with deep red undertones with blonde in there as well. Crazyness. I can't wait to see what color his eyes will be but for now we call them alien eyes because you can barely see any white even though they're crazy wide open.
needless to say I love him. I can't stop going on about him, and If you seriously finished this all in one sitting then you're amazing and I'm so proud to call you my friend :)
So,
last monday (the 30) I hadn't slept more than 4 hours since I was super anxious! The Doctor had told me I would probably come in that day so I woke up at 5 and had no more sleeping that day even though I called in at 6 to see if they'd have room for me that day and they told me NO. (how rude) so I called back a few more times through the day, and finally let myself sink into the despair that was one more day of being absolutely enormous. I called my family one last time at 8 and slid into bed at 830, tired and disapointed but hoping that going to sleep early would at least bring the next day by quicker.
9 pm, my phone rings and I'm told that "if you would like to come in tonight that would be fine, or you could wait until tomorrow if you would rather do that" ARE YOU KIDDING! :)
Drew and I finished packing our things up, got in the car and arrived 30 minutes later, and after getting all set up, the pitocin drip started at 1030. I was already contracting at 3 minute intervals when i went in... I had been all week and they were all so shocked. I had been contracting like that for a week at a 4 and I was 80%... super big bummer. (but who cares now right?)
my contractions got stronger through the night and started making a change but since my uterus is crazy I didn't feel any pain at all, just discomfort, until all of a sudden my pain scale went from a 0 to a 4 or 5. That sucked. They promptly saw how much pain I was in (that i wasn't being a baby my pain really just came out of nowhere and it came hard) and that i was progressing and sent in the wonderful man who gave me an epidural in one and a half minutes flat. Ps. it totally doesn't even hurt more than a normal shot would, it's just startling to feel it in your back not your arm.
Labor progressed and then after a sleepless night (another one) our Adorable (and i'm serious i'd fess up if I had a funky looking baby, this kid is a cutie with no cone head, no smushed nose, and TONS of hair) little Porter Douglas Whiteley was born at 7:16 am on August 31, 2010 weighing in at 8 lbs 3 oz and was 20 inches long.
That first day was exhausting and so much fun with the visitors, it's kind of bitter sweet because you want to see everyone and you want everyone to see him but it wears you out too... So that night after everyone had left the nurse was in our room going over things about newborn babies and such when we realized Porter wasn't breathing... he could breathe out, and out, and out, but not in. I flipped. The nurse just picked him up, suctioned some crap out of his mouth, got him breathing but said she wanted to make sure his oxygen levels were good, so she took him to the nursery for a little bit. (I also saw that on my chart she basically wrote that I was upset so she took him away.. I was ok, just shaken that my brand new not even a day old baby choked on mucus and couldn't breathe without intervention.
She showed me how to suction it out, said unfortunately it's common in new babies (why did no one warn me) and left it at that.
That night I wanted to have him in my room, you know all the pressure to room in with baby because then you can get used to taking care of them while there is help, and I was totally cool with that. I wanted to be able to feed my baby when he wanted and not when the nurses got around to bringing him in. (turns out they're actually pretty good about it and everyone just scares you) ANYWAYS
so that first night he kept choking, not badly,but enough for me to have to use the little suctiony bulb they give you. and then of course every little coo or sleep noise he made scared the crap out of me. so after a few hours of this and me on 48 hours without sleep I was just crying uncontrollably and terrified he wouldn't make it through the night because I'd probably fall asleep and not be there to suck out the crap. So I finally gave in, shamed myself for being a bad mother and had them take him to the nursery and bring him in for feedings.
He ended up having his bed elevated and I was reassured that It is normal and "babies are more resiliant than you think" which was nice information but still not super comforting.
We went home wed night where I was nearly having panic attacks from stress, so when I got home Janae and Stu came over with their kids and Drew and Stu gave me a blessing. we let Porter and Sammi "play" for a little while and then they left and I reluctantly went to bed. the night went alright, he choked a few times but I handled it and they weren't even that bad. I probably didn't have to do much to help but I did just because... although I didn't sleep very well when he did because I was nervous something would happen.
Then morning came.
Porter had some crap in his mouth so I suctioned it out, bundled him tight in the burrito wrap (which at this point he had yet to get out of) and i laid him back to sleep. I rolled over, cuddled drew and for some heavenly reason was told to check him. I flipped over fast, saw my sweet baby OUT of his wrap, thrashing around, back arched, and face purple.
I grabbed him fast, got the bulb and tried to stick it in his mouth, no go, he'd clenched his mouth shut and was now getting bluer by the second. I tried to put my finger in his mouth and eventually decided either I hurt his jaw or let him suffocate so i shoved my finger in, turned him on his side suctioned a little patted his back suctioned more and by the time he was eerily blue he finally realized he could breathe and slowly slowly started getting color back in his face.
Yes that was the worst moment in my entire life.
to have the realization that if called, there is no way an ambulance could get to us in time to save him, so it's up to me, it is so terrifying, but it did the job to kick me into gear, have me not panic and just take action.
Heavenly father knew that was the last I could take and I'm so happy to announce after that I only sucked out things he coughed up himself and I did out of his comfort, not his survival.
Since then everything was alright, I was stressing myself out with worry over everything and I had my wonderful mother come up and stay with me saturday and sunday while drew was at work which did incredible things for me because she got me snack food (because of me stressing over everything i had lost my appetite and basically stopped eating so my milk supply actually started decreasing and I had to give him a bottle which killed me inside) she helped me clean the house so that since then I've been able to keep it clean because we've kept on top of it, and when I started fretting about (get this) the frequency and the texture of his poop, she called my aunt who has 5 children under 9 and has a pediatrition for a husband and not only did that ease my worries, but she gave me wonderful advice as to how to go about my day. We now thankfully have put Porter on a routine (not a schedule) Which is basically During the day he wakes up, I feed him/change his diaper then we have awake play time with him where I generally sing to him, do funny little baby games and tell him nursery rhymes. I've read him books too but he doesn't really know what is going on with that because he likes to look at people much more than books right now. then He sleeps and it starts all over again. for the most part I've been pretty good at it.
Now I know this is crazy long but I just want to tell you a bit about him :)
He really is a wonderful baby. Most people say that newborns are "good babies" but really he honestly is. He wakes up to eat when he's hungry (I don't ever have to wake him up because he's gone too long) He Is so wide eyed when he's awake It's amazing! i've never seen a newborn keep their eyes open as much as he does. I mean after the labor instead of sleeping, he just looked around for 3 to 4 hours. He likes quiet to get to sleep but once he's out, within reason you really don't have to be quiet. He never fusses for no reason, we actually figured out that he's just gassy (which doesn't make him fuss it just makes him stop eating frequently and I was getting frustrated until we figured out he just needs to burp a good 3 or 4 times a feeding.) but really if he's awake he's happy to just hang out if his needs have been met. He smiles like crazy which I know they don't do it consciously, but he doesn't do it because of gas, and I swear he does it in response to some situations which ends up being completely appropriate. He already kicks the blankets off and swaddling him has no purpose anymore besides to keep his hands out of the way while he nurses. He loves to sleep with either one or both arms straight up. he coos while he sleeps, and he makes HILARIOUS faces all the time. He knows me, I mean it make sense but I mean he really does. He is comforted by my voice, he loves to be held by me and He's getting used to dad ( he was wonderful with drew but then drew worked four 10 hour days and now he's a little less used to him but it's changing back after even one day... it would be better if drew hadn't have spent the entire day... oh sorry almost the entire day playing video games online...that's another story) and he doesn't like baths very much but instantly calms down when you run that water over his head. ps. he's got crazy curly hair when it's wet, but it flattens out when it's dry.
also his hair! oh my heavens! we thought for sure it was going to be dark like mine, but no. It's drew's color but with deep red undertones with blonde in there as well. Crazyness. I can't wait to see what color his eyes will be but for now we call them alien eyes because you can barely see any white even though they're crazy wide open.
needless to say I love him. I can't stop going on about him, and If you seriously finished this all in one sitting then you're amazing and I'm so proud to call you my friend :)
Friday, April 9, 2010
It's a Boy!
Allow me to Introduce you to our little guy
Porter Douglas Whiteley
so that's the face that's kicking me all the time :)
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Tomorrow is a big day!
I'm so dying to spill the beans as to whether our little one is a he or a she! I want to not be afraid that i'm going to say he or she on accident and have the whole thing be blown. although when we were at mindy's office the other day just out of pure weirdness i said both on two occasions so i saved my own bum for slipping up even though no one really noticed.
It really is so fun to have given them a name though. To say a name and not be well if it's a blank than the name is blank, we can actually call this little person by their name!
The thing i hate about waiting to tell people, is even though no one actually means to some people have made me feel like it's a horrible thing to do. they look at me like i'm stupid when i say yes i know but i'm not telling until i can tell my parents first. dumb. i totally should be allowed to decide what i want to and not get any flack for it, but ha, once you get pregnant people don't give a crap what's their business or not and just open that filter that is supposed to be between brain and mouth. really most of the time i don't mind it too much. i think it's just that i'm dying to tell and i'm getting crap for doing something that's super hard for me. i don't know. either way.
I figured out something weird today. i'm sure it's totally normal but i've never heard anyone say anything about it but sometimes when baby pushes up against my stomach for whatever reason i can feel little bits of them and actually if it's in a place that's super uncomfortable if i gently push down i can move him/her down so it hurts less :) it's quite weird and nice at the same time.
So tomorrow a TON of family will be at my house and i can't even believe it! we have i think 13 people total cramming in our little apartment it's going to be an adventure for sure...... either way i'm excited and worn out completely from cleaning all day long. blegh
and i'm really starving but we don't have any snacks since i've eaten them all by the time it's the day before grocery shopping and i don't feel like eating a huge meal... mmmm.
i'm being a bit of a whiner aren't i? I didn't even realize i felt this way or this negative until i started writing! i thought i was in a good mood ha ha ha ha. oh well. it's bed time.
night!
It really is so fun to have given them a name though. To say a name and not be well if it's a blank than the name is blank, we can actually call this little person by their name!
The thing i hate about waiting to tell people, is even though no one actually means to some people have made me feel like it's a horrible thing to do. they look at me like i'm stupid when i say yes i know but i'm not telling until i can tell my parents first. dumb. i totally should be allowed to decide what i want to and not get any flack for it, but ha, once you get pregnant people don't give a crap what's their business or not and just open that filter that is supposed to be between brain and mouth. really most of the time i don't mind it too much. i think it's just that i'm dying to tell and i'm getting crap for doing something that's super hard for me. i don't know. either way.
I figured out something weird today. i'm sure it's totally normal but i've never heard anyone say anything about it but sometimes when baby pushes up against my stomach for whatever reason i can feel little bits of them and actually if it's in a place that's super uncomfortable if i gently push down i can move him/her down so it hurts less :) it's quite weird and nice at the same time.
So tomorrow a TON of family will be at my house and i can't even believe it! we have i think 13 people total cramming in our little apartment it's going to be an adventure for sure...... either way i'm excited and worn out completely from cleaning all day long. blegh
and i'm really starving but we don't have any snacks since i've eaten them all by the time it's the day before grocery shopping and i don't feel like eating a huge meal... mmmm.
i'm being a bit of a whiner aren't i? I didn't even realize i felt this way or this negative until i started writing! i thought i was in a good mood ha ha ha ha. oh well. it's bed time.
night!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Books and Usu Parties
Man we've been pretty busy lately and it's basically been a blast! Usu had it's championship game on saturday night so we tried to throw a mini party with his family and his friends and some of our friends. I went food crazy that night. i mean i made a cake, cookies(he made cookies sorry), a Mexican layered dip and my family recipie of clam dip. this clam dip is AMAZING for those of you who have never had it. it was my great grandma's and we looked forward to every family get together just so we could have it and i know it doesn't sound amazing especially if you don't like clams but it really is astounding and you don't even notice the clams at all. We may have lost the game :( but we still made it into the NCAA Bracket an it was fun hanging out! Drew even got a cute picture of me and aspen watching tv :)
These are the cookies and my wonderful 2 layer cake
The Mexican Layer Dip
Drew and Matt doing their Pre Ncaa bracket
Me and Aspen watching Fnding Nemo after the game
Now. We went to the zoo with our Dear friends Stu & Janae and their son Josh
He had fun but I didn't get too many pictures so here's the 2 I have from that.
Lastly, I must must tell you about this store!!!
ok. Guess just guess how much we paid for all of these books !
I'm serious don't look until you have a guess in your mind!
Are you Ready for this??
Seven dollars!
Serious! they have a new book depot in logan/providence area that you can fill a shopping bag up with books for 7 dollars!
I'm actually so in love that drew and i have sworn to tell everyone about them!
It's called Jensen books it's at 1766 S. 400 W. you go south on main, take the right fork like you were headed to salt lake, turn left at the light where if you turn right it would be 600 west but turn LEFT
then when you see SEI on your right turn it's around the back of pallets of utah. i know it's confusing but it's sooo worth it when you find it. the number is 435-753-5367 in case you want better directions.
i know that was weird and stupid for me to promote them but honestly it's suuuch a good deal i mean we now have a whole library for the baby off of 7 dollars!
well that's it for us. . . Sorry we're horrible at writing lately, it's sad when i do the weekly baby blog more than what's happning with just me and drew
OH
sorry for those who read the baby blog to hear a repeat but I love that this happened! drew and I felt the baby kick at 16 weeks and 4 days! I'd started feeling baby move at 16 weeks and then a few days later i had my hand on my tummy and just felt this BAM on my hand. I shouted "what the heck?" so drew was like let me see if i can feel it, so he put his hand there and pushed a little bit so he could feel a little better. lo and behold in the same spot there was another BAM that really litterally felt like someone (of regular size) had just poked me from inside my tummy. I got one more later on but man it must have just been pure luck that we were holding still at that time because it was soo much fun!
17 Weeks
I feel sooo much better than last week. I was in pain for about 3 or 4 days afterwards but i'm all sorts of better now. plus. an amazing story. both drew and I felt the baby kick at 16 weeks and 4 days! I'd started feeling baby move at 16 weeks and then a few days later i had my hand on my tummy and just felt this BAM on my hand. I shouted "what the heck?" so drew was like let me see if i can feel it, so he put his hand there and pushed a little bit so he could feel a little better. lo and behold in the same spot there was another BAM that really litterally felt like someone (of regular size) had just poked me from inside my tummy. I got one more later on but man it must have just been pure luck that we were holding still at that time because it was soo much fun! I've felt baby movin more and more today i swear he/she was doing summersaults (sp? not that i usually care) because it felt like i was on a roller coaster the way my tummy was flip flopping. so that's been super fun.
Drew and I have been out in the sun lately going to the little mini zoo they have here, shooting some hoops, hanging out with friends, it's been pretty normal but we're so much happier now that it's sunny and man do we hope it only gets better from here. See if it's turning into spring then summer it means we actually have hope that the baby is coming soon. But as long as it's cold, it's not close at all. Well i don't have a whole ton to write.. and i'm really sorry i was late writing this... it's the first time though so i think you can forgive me.
I also have a tummy that is growing slowly. honestly if you don't know how tiny i started out then i look like i only have a teeensy bump but to those of us who knew how skinny i was you can totally see a difference! I"m still in some of my pants but there are some pairs i can't wear anymore and i'm probably going to be in maternity pants next month :) good for me so i can be comfy but baddd for the wallet. i'll have to find some killer sales.
My weight is the same.. still from 104 in the morning and when i go to bed i'm 109. but the baby is healthy so that's what counts :)
We're up to a turnip? 5 inches long from head to bum bum and about 6 oz.
All the cartialage that's been making up the bones is getting harder and harder this week, I guess if we could see the baby they would look long and lanky with the legs not much bigger around than your thumb to give you a clue at how tiny tiny he/she is. Fat is slowly starting to finally accumulate around those bones. baby's usuing those joints like crazy now since they all work (still) and the sweat glands are starting to develop. also i'm pretty sure that little head is starting to grow more hair (if they're going to have hair and i sure hope they do)
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
10 weeks
I'm officially 1/4 of the way done with the pregnancy! holy cow! I had the most amazing day today you guys don't even know!! I got to actually FINALLY go see the doctor and see the baby! Oh my heavens it was the most magical moment in my whole life. So drew and I went in there and the doctor had him come stand so he could see the screen and put that cold gel on my tummy. Within one second she had found the baby which i have to admit, totally surprised me!! I still am a little in denial sometimes that I'm actually pregnant so when she pulled up a BABY i was shocked! it was so cute and little and well i cried a little when she found the baby, then she had to make sure there was only one (which scared me a little for a bit there) and then she zoomed in more, to show us where the heart it and switched it over to to sound so you can hear the heartbeat. she then switched it back to the picture and the most incredible thing happened, it started moving. Not just a little flutter, that cute little peanut started kicking and moving his/her arms around and like MOVING! like a real baby... like it wasn't just a picture of someone else's baby they put up to keep me thinking i'm pregnant, but it was my little tiny peanut moving around in my tummy. Phew holy cow sooo humbling!
I've been pretty sick this week but i have (knock on wood) so far only thrown up in the morning and then once i start getting food in my tummy I'm ok just really really nautious. The doctor said that all the medicines they have are just to supress the yaking not the being nautious part :( sad story right?
Also... my weight has gone DOWN ugh, man way to make me feel like a bad ma ma! I've always always always had trouble gaining weight and now when i need it I'm still having problems. Please let it go up soon. not a ton at a time, just enough so i know both me and baby stay healthy. anywhoo this week i've been back down to either 102 OR 101 this morning. i'm so frustrated. so there's that little rant that a lot of people may want to punch me for lol.
Baby time :) I'm not just cutting and pasting today. i feel guilty doing that. and i'm replacing the gender with peanut since that is baby's name right now :)
So first of Peanut is the size of a Kumquat.. although I have no clue what a Kumquat is... ha ha ha
Peanut's over an inch long (according to my measurments today it's 3.19 cm and that's the head to the bum), swallowing fluid now and "kicking up a storm". Organs including Kidney, intestines, brain and the liver (which is actually making the red blood cells for now until the bones are fully developed) are all in place and functioning, but they will continue to develop the whole pregnancy. Little Details are already happening with our peanut like tiny fingernails are starting to form on the finger and toes that are no longer webbed (you can see the toes on the ultrasound ) and peachfuz hair is growing on the cute tender little skin.
On a more obvious note lol peanuts arms and legs can both bend now, the forehead temporarily is going to bulge with the developing brain and sits very high on the head, which measures half the length of peanut's body. like you can tell
HERE!!!
Like i said :) Kumquat
donno what it is... i'm considering getting one just for the heck of it
Love you all! I really do!!
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Our Little Discovery
Yesterday marked a very big day for drew and I. As almost none of you know... Drew and I have been kind of trying to get pregnant for a few months now, and month after month it hasn't worked out...
Yesterday morning there it was staring me in the face! a big fat POSITIVE!
So Baby Whiteley is coming around August 24, 2010 and we couldn't be more excited! Drew has been so cute talking to my tummy already, he actually went online today and printed off workout's for when i'm pregnant and all the guidelines I have to follow (like i can't get my heart rate above 140) which causes some problems because my cardio runs want me to have it up to 160 but oh well it's all for the good of the baby right?
Basically this is a separate little thing to talk about worries, symptoms, and other things. I got the Idea from a cute girl named Dawn who has a Prego Blog herself and I love watching her stories!
So far I am always and when say always i mean ALWAYS hungry! It's so crazy I really have the option to eat all day long if I had the food to. What i've decided to do is to eat about 5 small meals so I'm not scarfing everything down. The plans most likely will change when i start feeling sick but for now all i want to do is eat. 30 min after every meal my stomach is growling already!
My tummy hurts too but I heard that it's normal and it should stop aching after a little while.
I really can't quite believe that I am starting to grow a little person! Drew and I get so humbled by the fact that we're going to be a little mommy and daddy! We have had such an amazing and blessed week! Drew and I this week started planning when I am going to take out my endowments and then after that happens we are going to be able to be sealed in the temple. it is such a enormous blessing to know that little imperfect me is able to have the oportunity to step into that holy place, and now we get to do it as a family of 2 & 1/2!
I am so excited to meet our little person and I know this pregnancy is going to take FOREVER! If you want to you can go through it with me, this will be here for me, our new angel, and you :)
We love you and we hope for your support and love through this crazy fun time!
Ps! At this point in time we have only told a few people so NO facebooking until we give the go ahead!
Sorry to ruin your fun!
PPS! As we speak, our little one is as big as a Poppy Seed! Soooo Tiny!!!
Ps! At this point in time we have only told a few people so NO facebooking until we give the go ahead!
Sorry to ruin your fun!
PPS! As we speak, our little one is as big as a Poppy Seed! Soooo Tiny!!!
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