Thursday Thoughts

Things with baby OG continue to go well. For the most part, he's not very fussy and he usually only wakes up once during the night. Though I still continue to check him quite a bit. Hey, it's my first baby and all the stuff about SIDS is just too scary.

Breastfeeding has been going well for the most part aside from his constantly wanting the boob. We've given him formula a few times but he tends to spit up every time he has it opposed to the one time he's spit up breast milk. It's also very messy. We did buy a pump so that Mary could do feedings and so the baby wouldn't always have to be attached to my boobage. I definitely don't like the pump as it's kind of painful but I guess just something that I need to get used to.

Mary left early this morning to go to Maine. She won't be home until late tomorrow night. And she'll be away all of next week; she leaves Sunday and gets back Friday night. At least she was able to consolidate her research trip into one week instead of the two it was supposed to be. She'll just go up for random days later on.

And next week will be my mom's last week here. She's definitely looking forward to going home as Cameron has run her ragged and Chloe (the dog) drives her crazy. She has been a major help with Cameron so it will be interesting to see how he does when she's gone. Or rather how I do, balancing a high energy aggressive 3 year old and my first baby. Mary will also be back at work full time and pre-school doesn't start until September. Though I think Cameron will settle down a bit as my mom lets him get away with murder. She thinks we're too strict which we probably are but I think there's a medium between us and her zero discipline.

My Lil' Glow Worm

Tell me he doesn't look like a glow warm? Since I mentioned his ability to get his arms out of any swaddle, I just had to post these pics.

One Week with Baby OG

One week with baby Owen or "baby OG" as we call him. I just can't even believe it! Seriously, I just look at the baby and am amazed...and I usually cry. LOL. You just think the baby is never really going to be here and boom, here he is. And he's such a little muffin with his funny faces and silly things he does.

He LOVES having his hands by his face. In every ultrasound pic, his hand would be on his face. And the kid will get his hands and arms out of any swaddle. We got these pre-swaddle things and Mary was all, "this is great because the velcro will keep him nice and secure". Well, within about 30 seconds, the kid had his hand out and touching his face. It cracks me up.

And as far as having a newborn: not so hard. Maybe we're in the honeymoon period or something but Owen's not very fussy. The only time he seems to cry is when he's hungry or when he's messing with Mama Mary ;-) Amazingly, he sleeps for pretty long stretches in the night. The other night I finally woke him up to eat because he had been sleeping for almost 6 hours. Of course, I'm not getting much sleep because I'm neurotic and check to make sure he's alive like every hour. And we had him sleeping in the bed initially so I was worried that I'd roll over on him.

Mary and were commenting that maybe we're accustomed to a lack of sleep and that we've had way worse than a newborn. After all, having 8 hours notice to have 2 foster kids (with night terrors) in the house, now that's difficult. And having a 3 year old and a baby, that's hard. Cameron is in high demand of attention. Most would say it's because we've had a baby but he's been like this for a few months. We are praying it's a phase and are hoping that we can get him being a bit more independent. He just seems to have so much energy lately, it's a bit overwhelming to say the least.

Family

My brother Seamus is gone. Thank god. I guess it was nice of him to visit but it seemed more like him taking a vacation from his wife than wanting to see the baby. Most of the time, he was dragging my mom around to different places he likes to go in the area. I mentioned this to my mom who said, "oh, well he thought you'd be able to go out with him". I just had a baby 3 days ago.

Of course, one of his first comments was "it looks like you still have a baby in your belly". Then of course he talked about how his wife was up and about right after she had their son. Ummm, I'm a totally different person that had a totally different labor.

I didn't really factor in my recovery but I did try to sway him from visiting so early since when he booked the flight, I wasn't even sure we'd have a baby by the time he got here. I also thought Mary would say "no" and she was all, "oh, whatever, people want to see the baby." Where is my wife and what did you do with her? She usually ends up arguing with my brother who like my dad, thinks he's in expert on everything. Oh well, he's impulsive and is definitely the "baby" of the family. Sometimes I wonder how my siblings and I are even related.

He also commented on how Owen wasn't an Irish name. I'm like, that's not what we were really going for. On a side note, Owen's name was a mutual agreement. As "Rachel" noted it goes well with Cameron which I thought was a factor in picking out a name. Even though we didn't choose Cameron, it's still one of our sons names so I couldn't be like "these are my kids, Cameron and Zed" (one of the names that Mary wanted). George is after Mary's dad. She really wanted George in the name and Owen really flowed with that. Mary, of coure, now says I named Owen since I pushed for it since it was pretty much the only name we both liked. Anywho, I love my baby and his name :-)

Random Thoughts

We had our welcome home "party" for Baby OG. This was supposed to happen when we came home on Wednesday but I wasn't feeling up to it. Of course, I still wasn't but Cameron asks everyday about the ice cream cake.

So far recovery sucks! There is just not enough time in the day to eat and sleep. There's also the issue of my being anal and wanting things done my way. I was looking at myself in the mirror today and I seriously look like I'm on drugs. My pupils are huge. Aside from the occasional percocet at night, there's no drugs but I definitely feel high. It must be some weird thing that kicks in when you have a baby.

Breastfeeding also sucks! Not because I've had any trouble with my milk coming in or Owen latching on but because everyone is driving me crazy. Mary feels she doesn't get enough time with him because she can't feed him. This was something that we discussed before he was born and before I started BF'ing. Of course, she thought BF'ing was the best thing for him and wanted me to do it. She also enjoys that my boobs have turned into massive milk jugs but then drives me crazy when I try to take the baby from her to feed him. And my mom is worried he's not getting enough food and is a big formula advocate anyways. On a positive note, it's easy to blog while BF'ing. LOL.



As far as Cameron, he's been up and down about the whole baby brother thing. He likes being a "big brother", he just doesn't want a baby in the house. LOL. I think it's mostly typical 3 year old stuff. He did ask for baby brother to go back in my belly. Oh lordie. But luckily my mom's been here so she's been able to provide him a lot of attention. Unfortunately, he completely takes advantage of the fact that she is well, very relaxed compared to us. So he ran her ragged while we
were in the hospital and we've had to catch up with his schedule since he pretty much refused to sleep.

My brother Seamus also got into town last night and will be here until Sunday. I tried to tell him before he booked his ticket to come out later but he was excited about the baby. Unfortunately, though, I'm hobbling around (along with a baby, I also got quite a few stitches) and am not very good company.

Oh well, I can't complain much, at least I have a beautiful and healthy baby.

Owen's Birth

On Sunday, July 20, I went in for another non-stress test. Mary was chomping at the bit and wanted to move my induction up a day. I was exhausted, after being up all night with bad lower back pain and cramps. I was also having a decent number of contractions until the time of my non-stress test (go figure). Anywho, Mary asked them if we could start the induction that day since they weren’t very busy and we were told to call later. I thought I was going to punch Mary as we left as I had prepared myself for an induction on Monday night and now it was possibly going to happen that night. It also wasn’t set in stone so I spent the rest of the day anxiously waiting to call at 3:00. I called at 3:00 and was told “no” and to call the following day about hopefully getting in for my scheduled induction.

I was emotionally and physically exhausted so I went to my room to cry. Mary came up a while later and I started having what I thought were some serious lower back spasms. The back spasms continued and Mary realized they were happening every 15 minutes so we came to the conclusion that they were actually contractions. I tried to relax myself with some hypnobirthing methods and eventually took a bath to try to relieve the back pain and clean up for the birth of my son.

The contractions had started around 4:00 p.m. and by 9:30 they were about 6-7 minutes apart and excruciating. It was all back labor and I dreaded the approach of each contraction. We weren’t supposed to call until they were 5 minutes apart but I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. I had also started vomiting. So we called and were told to come in for a check. When we got there at about 10:15, I was 2-3 centimeters. They gave me something for the nausea and then I was free to use the jacuzzi tub and what not (I also tried the birthing ball).

At 1:30 a.m. I was in so much pain and so exhausted. I was checked again and was still 2-3 centimeters so I decided to get an epidural at 2:00 a.m. and it was the best decision I made in the entire process. I was able to relax and rest (and Mary could actually sleep). Within 4 hours, I was 7 centimeters and at about 8:00 a.m. I was fully dilated and was going to start pushing within the hour. We were just waiting for the baby to drop some. We called my mom who was a nervous wreck after not hearing from us since we left the house the evening before. We told her we’d have the baby in a couple of hours.

Well, things did not go so smoothly. After 3 hours of pushing and getting into an array of positions, I was told that the baby’s position was not optimal for pushing him out. The baby was getting tired and so was I so the plan was to bring in a doctor for a vacuum delivery. If that didn’t work, it would be on to a c-section. Suddenly, “a team” was brought in. Some how, it was all women so there was about 10 women in the room for Owen’s birth. With the vacuum I thought I would no longer have to push but no, it was on me to make sure he got the most assistance possible while the vacuum turned him and pulled him.

At 12:39 p.m., July 21, he made his first cry – the pediatrician (a member of the team) gave the go ahead for him to go directly to me. The pain and exhaustion was wiped out. It was the most amazing thing ever. There is nothing to describe the feeling of having your wet and messy baby right on your chest immediately after birth. Though the labor was less than desirable, it was more than worth it and I’d do it all over again to have my baby boy.

He's Finally Here!

Owen George was born on Monday, July 21 at 12:39 p.m. He weighed 7 pounds, 10.5 ounces and is 20.5 inches long.



Not much time to post now...just trying to eat something while the baby boy isn’t on the boobie. :-) I’ll post more later about his birth and all the crazy things that come along with having a baby. I’m sure everyone can feel the happy love coming from two mommies in the Boston area. Mary and I could not be happier with our little Owen.

Not Much to Report

Oh yes, I'm still pregnant. No amount of Evening Primrose, Sage Oil, or walking can do the trick. I've held off on the Castor Oil for fear it will just give me the runs and in this ridiculous heat, I'd rather not risk dehydration.

I'm off for another stress test sometime tomorrow. Apparently, I'm supposed to call in the a.m. and see when they can take me. Then hopefully I'll start the induction process on Monday night and hopefully have a baby on Tuesday. I was hoping for the lil' guy to come naturally but it was drugs that got him in there so it looks like it will be drugs that get him out.

In the meantime, I'll continue to be driven crazy by both Mary and my mom :-\

Stubborn Baby

I went for a biophysical profile today, basically an ultrasound to measure everything and make sure baby is still cush in the womb. My amniotic fluid was on the lower end and he wouldn't move much for the ultrasound tech so I went for another stress test. Of course, we got a little overly excited since they said, "go for the stress test and we'll see if we should get him out." Well, he's still in. They should not f*ck with my emotions like that! LOL.

Here he is...stubborn baby still in the womb.

Still Pregnant

I had a stress test today that showed the baby was doing well with a normal heart rate. It also detected a contraction which was kind of neat since I thought I was having one but I'm never sure since well, I've never had a baby. Of course, it's not labor but it was still nice to see something happening. The test was reassuring and afterwards we went to a cafe that Mary's become obsessed with. It's pretty traditional European and has great coffee and croissants. It's been SO nice having my mom around since she's been able to easily watch Cameron while we go to our appointments.

We also ended up both getting our "new mom gifts" today from each other. I got an awesome video camera...at least I think it's awesome, I still have to figure out how to use it. So maybe I will get the boy's birth on tape. Though I'm not sure I want all the gory bits on tape, maybe from my view or from the side.

And after much searching, Mary got a hammock. She's been obsessed with getting one forever and kept mentioning one as a "new mom" gift. Kind of random but whatever, she wanted one and I finally found one. Of course, my plan was to set it up for her but at my huge pregnant state and needing someone at the store just to get the box in the car, she had to set it up herself.

There was also a stop at Whole Foods (natural grocery store) for what I call the past due date prego women's shopping:

Clary Sage Oil
Castor Oil
Ice Cream

:-)

LOL - I'm not so sure about the Castor Oil but I will be doing a bit of the Clary Sage to hopefully help things along. I'd still like to go naturally and this week so I figured it's worth a shot.

The *Dreaded* Due Date

So the due date has arrived. I was hoping he'd be here by now so that I wouldn't deal with the increase of anxiety and of course everyone asking when I'm having the baby.

I had an appointment today and an extremely painful internal exam. Of course, pretty much nothing is happening with my cervix. I definitely wish I didn't go with midwives at a hospital and this particular small hospital. It seems I'm only getting the disadvantages of having midwives and the disadvantages of being at a hospital (opposed to a birthing center). I wait a long time for my appointments, they spend little time with me but then they want to wait for things to naturally happen. It's quite annoying.

Needless to say, after begging to get something closer to 41 weeks (opposed to the 42 they want you to wait), the plan right now is to start induction next Monday night. That's when they'll apply Cervadil to "ripen" my cervix and then I'll start Pitocin on Tuesday morning. However, the appointment is tentative that they have room at the hospital and don't have anyone that is higher need (has complications or whatever). So I'll call Monday afternoon to see if I can go in. Oh, I'm not sure my nerves can handle this process.

I did convince them to do stress testing this week so I'll go in for that tomorrow morning. I'll also have an ultrasound on Thursday for some "biophysical" profile. So at least I'm getting baby checked which will be reassuring. Otherwise, they're plan was just to wait and go for an appointment in a week like I have been. Then of course I have my mother here who is making me mental. She had a stillborn that went late so she gets all freaked out about anyone going even a day late.

She's passed her fears on to my brother who's wife was able to get an induction on her due date. So he was all freaked out that they were going to let me go so late and told me I shouldn't be seeing "witch doctors". Oh boy. Of course, I keep trying to tell everyone that it's pretty common for first pregnancies to go late. However, I am NOT willing to go to 42 weeks. It's just way too long and I'm way too uncomfortable.

Mary's also going to be away for the first 2 weeks of August so I was hoping she'd have some more bonding time with the baby. It's a frustrating process. Of course, it makes me think back to the actual getting pregnant part and wishing my body would just do what it needs to do without all the medical intervention. But I think that's just wishful thinking. In the meantime, maybe I'll go check into a hotel by MYSELF and turn my phone off :-)

The Visits Continue

Today was my mom's friends Annie and Kathy; they're sisters. Annie is my godmother. They came by early and my mom and I headed out to breakfast with them. I opted for Mary and Cameron to stay behind. That was best since the old ladies can TALK.

We came back here for a while and then my mom went out shopping with them. They kidnapped my mom and were gone for hours. I actually called at one point and was all, "when are you going to be home?". LOL.

They came back with many prizes for Cameron. He's definitely spoiled with Nana Patty around who has a prize for him every day. My mom and I are at opposite ends of the spectrum as far as discipline but I've tried to hold her off on some of her prizes to be used as rewards for him which is how we usually do things.

Anywho, he was thrilled to be showered with gifts from Nana Patty and her friend "Annie and Kaffy" but he had a really GOOD day. It was amazing, he was like ridiculously well behaved today. And so nice since yesterday was so crazy. So it worked out that he ended up with a bunch of random gifts.

I also discovered that Kathy is a belly person which kind of shocked me. She so doesn't seem like a belly person. Belly people are people that love to rub the pregnant belly and usually without warning or asking. I actually don't mind and I do have a pretty entertaining belly since my baby seems to be in training for extreme fighting. But of course the entire thing is funny to me.

Oh well, it's 8:15 and I'm heading to bed. Mary has sucked my mom into watching an action packed movie with her. LOL. I am hoping for some sleep tonight after being up at 4 a.m. - what's up with being pregnant and not sleeping? It's annoying. I also seem to be at an extremely high temperature especially at night despite having an a/c in our room and a fan pointed directly at me. Fingers crossed that I won't be prego for much longer.

Family Day

Aside from Cameron and Chloe, we had a nice visit with my aunts Katie & Maureen and cousins. Aunt Maureen is the random younger one so her kids are all much younger (8, 12, 15). I did feel bad for her youngest Griffin who was all excited to play with Cameron and Chloe, neither who wanted anything to do with him.

Cameron woke up at 5 a.m. so he was done when everyone got here. I hate when that happens. Aside from it being embarrassing, he was very excited for the visit but couldn’t keep it together. There is no cure for tiredness other than sleep. So within an hour of their arrival and after throwing a poo shoe (yes, a shoe covered in dog poo) at Mary, he was in his room for a time out which turned into a 4 hour nap. And Chloe who’s normally a little shy was freaking out at the number of people and Griffin’s general obsession with her. Overall, we all had a nice time and I know my mom enjoyed seeing her sisters.

This afternoon, I updated my Ipod with a “birthing mix”. I enjoyed my hypnobirthing class and though it was mostly perfect for me. However, the class comes with this “Rainbow Relaxation” CD which just drives me crazy. I don’t know if it’s the woman’s voice or what but it does NOT relax me. Mary’s also become addicted it and we have to listen to it EVERY night...sometimes twice if she doesn’t fall asleep the first time around. Oy vey.

Anywho, I have what I think will really relax me during my labor - a combo of Enya, various CDs I use for massage and some chanting artists (i.e. Wah!, Krishna Das).

The crew...

My Cervix and Many Visitors

Another appointment today where I had an actual examination. Though I was not supposed to have one until my actual due date, the midwife was worried he was breach. But he is not. I'm really not sure how they tell. He's definitely been making some crazy movements and when she suggested that he might be breached, I thought for sure he was. She also said that absolutely nothing is happening with my cervix which was disappointing. So I continue to be pregnant and uncomfortable. The fact that it's super hot and humid here does not help. I don't know how women have babies in August and September.

Since my mom is here, after the appointment Mary and I were able to head into Boston. We walked around and went through Faneuil Hall and then had lunch by the water. Though I have felt bad having my mom do much. I was also angry since I hadn't slept much in the night, I went back to bed in the morning since I thought Mary was taking care of Cameron. Well, I wake up to see that Mary had just been in the office the entire morning. I really don't like taking advantage of my mom in general, never mind when she has cancer. She is also the type of person that will never complain about anything but I can tell she's generally tired so even though she's a busy body, I've been trying to have her do minimal stuff around the house.

It's definitely been nice having my mom around. The only thing I can complain about is the rush of people to see her. I was overwhelmed yesterday since my dad called to let me know that him and my older brother were on their way for a visit. I was on my way to bring Mary to the subway station and then suddenly had to coordinate lunch for everyone. Then my aunt calls tonight saying she'll be coming over for a visit tomorrow. Well, Mary has been doing most of the cleaning in the house which of course has been helpful and I super appreciate. But my love bugs grew up with a maid so her cleaning skills aren't exactly stellar. I'm a bit of a perfectionist and my aunt is a TOTAL perfectionist so I am nervous about her visit. She's also allergic to cats and we're in a major shedding time around here. Oh well, hopefully it will go well and fingers crossed that I'll sleep the entire night and wake up with energy to do a major scrub down of the house. And of course I can't complain too much about visitors since we had nobody in Maine. I just wish people would hold off until the baby is born.

He's a big boy now!

We received Cameron's birth certificate in the mail. It has his new name and lists us as the parents. We were pleasantly surprised since we were told it would take many months. And since the way everything went with the adoption process, we figured we would have to track it down at some point.

Mary was annoyed to be listed as the second mother (where basically they white out father and put mother). I told her it is because I have a maiden name. I thought it was exciting that we are both on the birth certificate to begin with. When we started fostering in Maine, gays were not allowed to adopt together but the law recently changed.

Anywho, it made me think of when my little muffin first came to us. I'm happy that he has over come evelopmental issues but I definitely miss my smiley mute non-confrontational boy. It is kind of funny because when we read books about adoption (where all the adopted kids come to live with their parents as babies), he thinks he was a baby since he slept in a crib and didn't talk.

*maybe* One Week to Go

Oh yes, my ticker. One week until my due date!!! Aaaaaaaaaah!!! As suggested in Hypnobirthing, I'm trying not to put too much focus on my due date. Though it's probably more the fact that my new practice doesn't induce until 42 WEEKS. Are you serious? WTF?!? I didn't think anybody let you go that far these days.

Of course, every day I think labor is coming. Yesterday I was feeling so sick that I thought it was a labor sign. In retrospect I think it was just the baby making me nauseous as sometimes his movements do and now that he's a big boy, his movements have more of an effect. Hopefully he'll be moving those legs and arms outside of the belly soon. He's definitely quite an active baby.

My mom comes in tomorrow afternoon so that will be a huge relief. We've had a few people on emergency standy by but I'll definitely feel better knowing that someone will be here to be with Cameron. There's been a few INSANE people that have suggested that we could just bring him to the birth. Ummm, he's 3 so I think it would be inappropriate to have him at a birth to begin with. He's also in a stage where I can barely take him to Target without having a breakdown. Then there's the entire I've never birthed so I don't know how I'll be. I hurt my leg the other day and let out a scream and well, Cameron's face dropped and he nearly started to cry. So yeah, I don't think having the little guy at the birth would be the best idea. He's had enough trauma in his life.

So anywho, I'm excited for mama to be here. She can't help a lot physically since she's recovering from both a masectomy and a second surgery to remove the extender (put in to later rebuild the breast) that her body rejected. But just having her around will be nice and Cameron's totally obsessed with her so he's thrilled.

Happy 4th!

Our 4th of July was pretty lame. It seemed like any other day for the most part. The weather has been rainy off and on here which was the same for the 4th. We had planned on going into the city to walk around the festivities since Boston does it up for the 4th of July. The weather cancelled that out so instead we opted to shop. LOL. We purchased a rocking chair for the baby's room and a bed for the guest room.

As far as 4th of July festivities, we did grill some food for dinner, I made some red/white/blue pudding parfait (my one "patriotic" thing) and we lit some sparklers. Cameron enjoyed since he got to do lots of his favorite thing - eating.
The child loves to eat! We are happy he's not picky, I'm not sure we will be so lucky with baby boy.

Today, we ended up going to the zoo.

It wasn't the best zoo but it is close by and cheap. They also had lots of kitties *my favorite* :-)

The zoo is one of those great places since Cameron loves animals and so do I. I like when I can really enjoy the kid friendly activities.

I also read that slow long walks can induce labor so I thought the zoo would be a perfect place for that but no labor. I have Mary every 5 minutes telling me she's bored and that I should have the baby. Every time I stand up she asks if I'm in labor. I'm like, don't worry, you'll be the first to know. LOL. Of course, she's all excited since she doesn't have to push out the baby while I'm freaking out at the mere thought of getting this baby out of my belly.

*Almost* Ready for Baby

We have most of the nursery complete. Pretty much the only thing we need is a chair...and a baby :-) I love how the room turned out, it's so peaceful when I'm in there and I'm glad we went with the nautical theme, it's been super easy to find decor here in New England.

The bumpers and large bear are in temporarily for decoration

The slumber bear attached to the crib is ridiculously cute & will hopefully be useful (it makes womb noises)



Such a nice place for poopie diapers ;-)

Of course, any child of mine needs something Red Sox

And the switch is just too cute

A Visit and a Living Room

Today, my friend M and her son J came over for a visit. Cameron LOVES "J" so he was uber excited. On a side note, he also loves J's name and keeps suggesting it for baby brother. His doll baby has already been named J. It's so funny. Anywho, we had a nice visit. M is such a good friend so I'm happy we live close now and can actually hang out on a regular occasion and not once every few months or what not.

We just hung out at the house and then ventured out to lunch which was slight chaos. We walked to our town's center to go to a pizza place. I figured that would be the easiest with the little ones. It's definitely kid friendly but dealing with a not yet 2 year old and my 3 year old gets a little bit crazy. Oh, kids, you've gotta just sit back and laugh at how crazy they are.

We've been having these outrageous thunderstorms and sure enough as soon as we went to leave the pizza place, one started. So we went back inside to wait it out. Cameron had already been asking "to go home" immediately after finishing his pizza so it was lots of fun to wait out a thunderstorm *said sarcastically*. I think we were back here just in time to get Cameron into nap since he was at the verge of a melt down. After getting him into nap time, he was sleeping within 30 seconds. It's amazing what sleep can do.

In other news, here's some pics' of the living room/sitting room. A lot of people have said it's not possible to maintain an "adult" space with 2 young chilren but we do it anyways. I love having a formal space. Cameron has already been "trained" to appreciate what I call "oooh aaahs", these are things you can't touch but you can look at and say "oooh aaah". You'd be amazed at how fun it is for a child to say "oooh aaah". :-)


Mary's childhood piano that hopefully our children will play


Charlie the bunny sits proudly by the fireplace...it was a random wedding gift that we've grown to love

Crazy Camer

I'm FREE. Well, at least for a few hours *hopefully*. I think the only time I've had any freedom in recent time was going shopping (grocery shopping that is) while Mary watched him during his nap on Saturday. Wow. Anywho, Mary took Camer to get ice cream in Harvard Square. They were going to take the bus. He's been obsessed with the "school bus" so he's been in his glory to see the T bus around here.

I have to laugh at Mary, she embodies the "bumbling professor". When I take Cameron out, I have a bag of Cameron "things" - cars, crayons, extra outfit, snacks, water. O.K., maybe I overdo it but Mary doesn't do a purse so she brings absolutely nothing and of course, her getting to the bus was total chaos. Hopefully she doesn't lose the kid. LOL.

As for Cameron and all our recent changes, he's been up and down. I think all the changes have set in and his mind does not know how to process them. So we have many melt downs and sleepless nights. Even the first few days when our furniture was not here (o.k., most of his stuff was here since we wanted him to be comfy), I thought he'd want to sleep in our room but he was all about his new room and he was miraculously sleeping through the night. Now, in the past week, it's been back to nightmares and just random waking up. The other morning he was up at 4 a.m. and didn't go back to sleep. Then there's just been random screaming for things in the middle of the night like water or about going to the potty (which he knows he doesn't need to ask us to do).

Then we have this neighbor who brings his dog over to play with Chloe. Well, Cameron likes the neighbor. Cameron's a hugger though not usually with random people. He hugs him which I haven't been able to explain that we don't just hug random men (or women for that matter). Why can't he be scared of him like he is of most people? Anywho, the neighbor came by yesterday to bring the dog over. Well, the dog didn't want to stay so it ended up leaving with the man. Cameron had a major melt down over them leaving. I'm usually fairly good in dealing with the abandonment issues but the kid crying over everything is making me crazy. This was also after a night that he woke us up several times so not only is he over tired but I am extremely over tired and hormonal. I hope things calm down in that little head of his.

I'm SO Prego

Less than 2 weeks until my due date...eeeks!!!





And at 38 weeks...

I'm uncomfortable

I'm hot

I'm EXHAUSTED

My legs hurt super bad

I don't like my new midwife

I cannot stop peeing

I'm packing a hospital bag *which is scary*

On a positive note...

I'm excited to see my baby *soon* :-)