Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Evie is 6 months and a load of firsts!

My baby is half a year old! She is practically a kid! OK I am exaggerating, but she is getting huge.

Evie is now eating solid food,  Her favorite is sweet potato or squash, and she does not like green beans or zucchini. She can now hold and feed herself a baby cracker and loves to drink water out of her sippy cup.
Evie has also gotten her first (and second) tooth, they are still not grown in yet, but you can definitely see that those suckers have broken through.  She is pretty good with teething.  we usually have one screamy evening just as the tooth breaks through, and then its all over.  She hasn't been biting at all yet so it seems all good :)

Evie is also on the short track to crawling.  She is pushing up into down-dog and occasionally right onto her hands and knees. If only she would stop trying to push with her head, she could probably figure it out!

Well I think that is the rap sheet for now.  Stay tuned for updates.

Summer Continued!

I know, I know I have practically abandoned you this summer :) But good news, school is back in session and it is September, so it is now fall.

So, on with summer recap part 2!

As I mentioned last time, we were heading off on vacation.  We had a great time in Cape Breton even with all the driving! Evie did a lot of following Mommy ans Daddy around on history tours, but she was very tolerant of us.  She did have a great time in the indoor swimmin pool, I think she thought it was just a huge bathtub!

We also went to our final wedding of the summer, and Evie had a chance to play with Sophie!

Now on to the new season!

Friday, August 10, 2012

Ahhh summer! Vacations and weddings galore

Yes I realize it has been, married gasp, almost a month since I last posted. Sigh.  It is summer,and we have been super busy!  In the last month two of Evie's Godparents have gotten married ( not to each other :P) and we have been on vacation.  In fact we are leaving on vacation again in a couple days, so this will be the only post this week, le sigh. 

First things first.  Evie went on her first vacation this month.  We freeloaded on my parents vacation to Cassie Cape. My parents have been going there since I was a tiny baby, and they were so looking forward to reliving the experience.  Both of my parents were googoo to have permanent Evie time for 4 days.  We took Evie to the beach ( real beach) for the first time.  We had a ball swimming but Evie was not quite sure about it.  I think she liked the water alright but was not so sure about the sand underneath her.  But somehow, even though I kept her out of the sun, with a hat, under an umbrella, pretty much the whole time, she managed to get a bit of a burn on her cheeks.  Now I am paranoid I have ruined her skin for life! We also did a little shopping in Moncton and she got a chance to hang out with her Uncle Andrew, who we do not see enough. Overall it was a great little vacation and everyone had a good time.  Even the earwigs, ew!

Next up was Evie's Godfather's wedding.  Daddy was in the wedding party so we had quite a busy day. Overall Evie was fabulously behaved.  She did not make a peep during the service and took a couple catnaps during the (three hours of) pictures.  She was the hit of the reception and everyone kept going on about how sweet she was.  But apparently she used up all her good at once and was very upset while Grammy and Grampy babysat her during the dance. Overall a great first wedding for Evie.

The next weekend was Evie's Godmother's wedding.  Evie didn't get to go because both Mommy and Daddy were in the party.  But apparently she had a much better babysitting experience this time.  She dark a couple bottles and only screamed her average amount.  She even endured 8 hours without Mommy ( and possibly even more traumatizing, Mommy endured 8 hours without her.)

Well, see you all next week as we are off on our long-awaited trip to ( exotic :p) Cape Breton!

Friday, July 13, 2012

We all love our AC's

Usually when we get fluff mail it is for Evie.  But today it was my turn.  A few weeks back I bid and won on Applecheeks Free the Children Charity auction.  I must admit I was twiddling my fingers just waiting for my little bit of the Applecheeks action.  I was worried it would not fit, as some of people had described the sizes as being more "teen" than "adult" but it fits perfectly! I wore it out to the grocery store today, but unfortunately it was pretty much covered by my babywrap.  I can't wait for the conversations it is going to bring up.  I hope other loving Mom's will stop and talk ( I am finding out more and more people I already know are already using ACs), or other Mom's will stop to ask questions. And now for the Obligatory photo shoot!

Friday, July 6, 2012

Evie goes swimming

It is summer! Time to get our little frog into the water!  First we took her kiddie pool over to Grammy and Grampy's house.  Grampy filled it with warm water, so she thought it was an outdoor bath! She wiggled and splashed like crazy.

A couple days later we decided to go swimming for real.  We went into the water with Grammy as soon as we got there.  Evie was suspicious of the water, she fussed when her feet first went into the water and wouldn't lay down.  She wanted out of the water pretty quickly, and then crashed for a nap.  Once Daddy arrived we tried going in again, but she didn't like it at all this time.  It was too cold!

We are heading up to Shediac in a couple weeks, so hopefully Evie Will take to the warmer water as much as I think she will.

Where have we been?

Oh I have a good excuse, two in fact: the 4-month-wakeful period and teething, all at once!

For the last couple weeks Evie has given up eating and sleeping!  She has cut herself down to maybe 2 or 3 naps a day, often very short.  She has also started rousing at 7 or 8 after only going to bed at 1.  And of course she has started eating several times a night again.  Which overall means we are "in bed" for about 9 hours a night, but I usually only get 6 hours of sleep. What, where was I? Sorry I just nodded off for a minute :)  Also she has started a nursing strike. She will eat for a minute or two and the start to push off and cry.  She is only eating about half as much as she used to.  While she is eating more at night, I kind of have to remind her during the day. The only bonus, is we are able to go out without her crying to be fed ( don't worry I don't let her go too long, too often).

To add the frosting to the cupcake, Evie is also teething.  She has been aggressively teething for at least a week now, but no tooth yet.  There is a definite swelling behind gums, which is moving up, but still no sign of it on the top of the gum line.  We put on her amber necklace, but I really don't know if it is helping.  Unfortunately the only thing that helps is Advil.  Without the meds she is one fussy, unsatisfied little girl;especially in the evening.

Oh my! Here's to the end of the tunnel! There's a light down there somewhere right?
Oh and Happy Canada Day!

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Evie has a new hangout!

  Once upon a time, not so long ago, in a place not so far away, Evie didn't like to play.  At least she wouldn't play anywhere but on someone's lap.  Her playmat was okay for awhile, but she got over that once she decided to sit up.  Then wonderfuly on his gallant steed ( ok, the back of my Mom's car), the Jumpy arrived.

  Jason has been feeling a little anxious that the amount of baby stuff taking over! So when I found this contraption I jumped on it (pun intended).  It is a jumper and an exersaucer in on.  Seriously this thing over-multitasks: it lights up, plays music and speaks in three languages.  But to be honest I couldn't careless if it played songs from the 70's backwards, because Evie likes it.  We are now often able to begin and end dinner without someone holding the baby. Well, at least Jason gets to finish, because we all know he eats to fast, and is therefore finished way before me. 

 But of course we must be careful about when we use it.  Evie is super particular, and has just a small sweet period in which it will work.  Evie has to be full and just up from a nap, or she will not self-amuse.  But I will take what I can get.
P.S. Sorry my picture is blurry, I wouldn't stop bouncing.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Evie goes to camp again and to the movies

I doubt there are very few Guides who can say they went to their first camp when they were three months old, but Evie is now part of that exclusive group.  This weekend me and my little joey headed off to Brownie camp. 

For the most part it was probably a pretty boring weekend for her.  She spent most of the weekend in her wrap, and therefore a disproportionately high percentage sleeping.  She really was pretty perfectly behaved considering, but I think she was pretty done with being squished by the time we got home.

On Thursday Evie and I went to the movies with Nannie Smith.  I have been meaning to take her to Reel Babies, but this is the first time we have actually gone.  Evie must have known it was a place where she could cry, because she was perfectly behaved! Not one Peep! She sat staring at the huge screen for the first hour and then I fed her and put her down for a nap for the rest.  We saw "What to expect when you are expecting" which was in fact a pretty funny movie.

Beyond that, nothing exciting has really happened to us this past week. We rearranged her nursery again, because this kid has so much stuff, we have to keep buying more storage! Oh well that just means more decorating fun for me :)

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Evie goes to camp and has her first cold

Well we hit a milestone this week, Evie got a cold.  It started on wednesday with a cough, and on thursday we added congestion to the mix.  When she started chocking on her mucus it kind of broke my heart.  I thought she was feeling alot better until she woke up on saturday with tons of mucus in her eye. They were completely glued shut. One of my friends, a nurse, looked at her and suggested we should take her to the Doctor :(.  On sunday night I remembered that I read several places that breastmilk is an effective treatment for infants with eye issues.  I expressed a little mlk and poured it in.  Lo and behold on monday there was almost no gunk left.  Isn't breastmilk wonderful!

This weekend Evie also went to camp.  Every year our church holds a family camp and it is always a blast.  Fridat night was pretty low-key and Evie had no problem hanging out in her wrap most of the evening.  Saturday was soo hot and the temperature did seem to bother her,  To top it off she seems to hate wearing  her hat, so it was hard to take her outside.  Because it was so hot, alot of people were headint to the river.  We were hping to take Evie in for her first swim, but once DH jumped in her confirmed it was definitly too cold.  On Sunday thing unfourtunately went down for her.  With her eyes being sore, I think the sun was really bothering her.  So we were pretty much confined indoors but we had a fun first camp experience.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Evie's Royal Visit

Yesterday Prince Charles and Camilla came to visit our city.  Evie was very excited because she thought she was going to meet another princess, may be they could be friends! Unfortunately I had to explain to her the difference between a princess and a prince's wife, but we decided to go anyway.  Evie enjoyed being pushed (after all she is a princess) all the way uptown.  We found a nice little spot beside the media stage and settled in .  Evie took advantage of the downtime and took a nap.  She awoke just in time to meet her royal visitors, but unfortunately she was in a bad mood because she was hungry.  Camilla stopped and spoke to Evie as she was walking by, but Evie was too distracted to pay much attention.  After all the excitement we went to the restaurant and we all has lunch.  Evie even got breastfed in public ( though we were hiding in a back booth and under a nursing cover.  After all the excitement it was time to head back to the royal abode so Mommy and Daddy could collapse with exhaustion.  Unfortunately it seems we spent all day trying to keep Evie out of the sun, but forgot about everything else.  Both Mommy and Daddy got some pretty intense and funnily placed sunburns.  Daddy burnt his nose and arms, and mommy burned her chest (in a perfect circle) and one arm.  Ooops

Thursday, May 17, 2012

We love to Swaddle

   I read somewhere that you should consider unswaddling at three month. Yeah right! Evie sleeps terribly even if she is poorly swaddled.  This little one needs her arms strapped to her sides like she in a straitjacket.  We have been using a Halo Swaddler Sleepsack size Newborn, but somebody has been growing.  I remember when we brought her home she was too little for it, it seemed so long.  But now it is too short.  Fortunately it zips from the top, so her little feet have been hanging out of the bottom for the past week.  I set myself to finding her a new one, but size small was very difficult to find.  I called all around and even went on a few websites with no luck.  What I could find were simply plain pink.  On a whim I went into Sears and lo and behold it was like a shrine to swaddlers.  In no time we had a sweet little blue bird and flower swaddle.  When I got home I did a size comparison, there must be almost 6 inches in extra length.  I think it is going to fit her for awhile :).  But of course as soon as we tried it on her, she christened it by spitting up all over it! 
See my tootsies were hanging out!

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Happy First Mothers Day to Me!!

My Baby Girl has to love me more today! :P

But seriously today was kind of just a nice sunday with a present. Hubby and Evie made me breakfast in bed.  Jason made me heart shaped pancakes, and Evie stayed asleep.  We ate breakfast in bed and Evie "gave" me my present.  We spent the rest of the day with my family.  We started out at my parents for lunch (like every sunday) and then tagged along to my Grandmothers.  Then we ended up at my Uncle and Aunts house where we saw another Aunt, a cousin and another Uncle.  It was nice to see everyone and a little surprise.  My aunt and uncle had never met Evie, so everyone was glad to see her.

Evie decided to celebrate Mother's Day by not letting anyone but Mommy hold her.  She actually started last night, but close enough.  She won't let even my parents hold her, and usually no problem.  If someone else takes her she starts a little sad cry that sounds like someone stole her puppy.  She will sit on my lap and interact with people, but she needs full contaxt with me.  Weird stage.

Someone was reminiscing about their last Mothers Day, and that made me think about mine.  Last Mothers Day I was hoping and praying I was pregnant, I was hoping I was secretly one of those special people.  But I wasn't.  Apparently I just needed to be a little more patient because.. last may 13th was my LMP date.  It seems crazy to me to think that it has been a full year since she made her last visit.  Yup, I love nursing for so many reasons.  I guess in two weeks we get to celebrate Evie's unofficial 1st birthday!

Thursday, May 10, 2012

OMG where did the time go!

Perhaps not surprisingly the first (almost) three months with Evie have flown by!  She will be 12 weeks on Sunday and is a completely different baby than she once was.  Once our Jaunice honeymoon phase was all over the real Evie came out!

     We went through a pretty rough period of day/night confusion which almost drove us to drink (well maybe drink for Daddy, none for me).  But she sorted that out over a month ago and now is a pretty good sleeper.  She regularly goes to bed at 1am ( I swear the kid can read clocks!) and then sleeps through until the morning.  After I feed her we usually get a few more hours, another feeding and wow! its noon! ( P.S. Don't tell Daddy, he is still a little sleep deprived).  The last week or so she has had a bit of regression, and now often wakes up once in the night to be feed.  The other night she went to bed at 2:30 and woke up twice, I was just about to go off my rocker, when at 6:30 Daddy took her for awhile to try to wear her out! Good news it worked!

    As far as breastfeeding after a slow uphill battle lasting a few weeks, she is feeding like a champ.  Actually she has had a bit of a reversal, and now has issues about taking a bottle.  She seems to only take a bottle from Daddy before she even realizes that she is hungry.  She has been refusing to take it from my Mom or Mother-in-law when they babysit.
   Evie's newest hang-up is an obsession with abandonment.  We cannot leave the room, or she starts to whimper like a little puppy.  It must be the whole object permanence thing, Mommy and Daddy are never coming back! waaaahhhh!  This has become most obvious in the car.  I must sit in back with her or she screams and hold her breath.  When I sit in back she is completely content and looks around happily.

   That brings me to the NICU nurse's prediction.  Once upon a time when she was just a few days old, The head NICU nurse told us "I have not seen a temper like that in years".  Well turns out she was right.  This baby has such a temper.  If you do not respond to her need in 12 seconds flat she will flip off the handle.  She regularly turns into "red hulk" when she is tired.  Almost every nap or sleep is begun with a full out tantrum, because she is simply too tired to go to sleep.

   Overall we have had such a wonderful three months and I am completely in love with being a mommy.  Now that she ( occasionally) lets me put her down, hopefully I can come back to this blog and keep Evie's "public" updated with all he little things.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Our first Saturday

Today Evie is 6 days old. Today is our second full day home from the hospital.

Evie has had another sleepy day. So have we, but for some reason we cannot sleep all day. She is still very much fighting the jaundice, we have had to wake her for every feed and she had only one wakeful period, during which she had a nice playtime with Daddy and Mommy managed to get a shower. Today we had one feeding from the breast, but it was just a lucky catch. I managed to catch her when she had just awoken and was happy. Tonight she is super sleepy, I tried my best to rouse her, and she did get a few good sucks, but she is just so tired. Poor Evie had to be touched by Daddy's cold hands. Which of course upset her and we had to switch to the bottle.

Today we tried out her Applecheeks for the first time. They fit just fine around the waist, but they are so bulky with the padding. Her little legs frog around and just touch underneath, it is hilarious.

Speaking of hilarious: the shneeze. We had just put Evie down on the changing table. Daddy had just taken off her diaper and out it came! Achoo became A-Poo. There was a lovely deposit right there on the table. Good thing we get over that reflex or the world would be a whole lot messier place.

We had some nice visitors Marie-Helene and Jaimie came over to visit us since they had such a short visit in the hospital. Not to mention they brought food, mmmmm. Too bad Evie can't have any.

Time to sign off for today, tomorrow is looking like a busy day, two appointments in one day. wish us luck, and punctuality.

Evelyn's arrival into the world

Evelyn Kathleen Elaine Smith arrived at 3:59 am on Sunday February 19th. I woke on Saturday
morning at 7:45 to a couple really good contractions, so I decided to pace to see if they went away. When I decided that nope they were not, I did what every pre-labour list told me to do and had a bath and shower. Things were going along just fine until just before 11 o'clock I felt a pop. I rushed over to the toilet and (yay for me) I felt a big gush of fluid and when I looked I could see mucus in the water. I knew that now it was definitely it so we packed up and went to the hospital.

We got to the hospital just after 11. They admitted and checked me out. They determined my water had not yet broken and surmised that what I saw and felt must have just been a very liquid mucus plug. I was 1 cm and 80% at about noon. I was a little disappointed in myself at this point because I could feel I was already approaching my pain threshold (I had been hoping to limit meds), and I had a shot of morphine. I laboured for a few hours my husband of course was in the room but at some point my Mom and MIL also drifted into the room. I was surprised they were allowed to be in there but in the end I did not mind it as I was much more in the mood to listen to conversation than participate in it. I was pretty high from the morphine, but it made time pass quickly. At about 4:30
they checked me and I was now 2cm and 100%. They decided that they were going to send me home. I was sooo upset. I was up to my pain threshold again and my morphine was wearing off. However they were insistent I needed to go. My nurse was really nice and was trying to suggest coping methods (warm bath, hot packs), but I knew I was in for some terrible times. She did say she expected to see us back soon just couldn't predict when. I was glad she made the point
to basically say "no this is not false labour, just slow going". It made me feel she was hearing and understanding me.

My mom decided to stay with us at our house in the in between time. As soon as I came home I got into the tub, and apparently sat there for over an hour moaning and not moving. It did not seem that long, but eventually I perceived the water had cooled down. I asked to be helped out. I headed for the living room (had to stop and sit down in the dining room on the way). I then sat in DH's chair for
another hourish moaning and crying. After that I felt I needed to go to the bathroom when I got up I saw my pants and underwear were wet. In the bathroom I saw blood, which was one of the check marks that would have sent me back to the hospital. Mom and DH packed me into the car. My pain level was sooooo beyond myself at this point; my contractions were nearly constant with no relief in
We got back to the hospital at about 9 pm. They admitted me again. I think I scared the intern who was taking my info. I know I was making some pretty pathetic vocalizations at that point. He rushed right through my chart. They checked me and I was now 8cm dilated. I was kind of feeling smug at that point, thinking, yeah you were silly to send me home. I asked for the epidural I never wanted and the anthologist came at about 10. When he heard I was 8 cm already he said “Oh, well do we really need this.” I wanted so badly to punch him. If I asked for it I need it, and I need it now I cannot do it anymore. Nurse Julie was sympatric and answered that ``it is her first pregency.``
After the epidural came I was blissful for the next few hours. I had contractions, but there was relief between them. DH took a little nap and I read a magazine. At midnight the nurse checked and I was fully effaced and had only a lip of cervix left. They checked again at 2 and I was still the same. I didn’t really care at that point. No question I would have endured 4 hours of my post- epidural pain over 15 minutes of before. Just before 3am my cervix was gone, but they were unsure which way she was facing…this should have been my first clue. I started pushing but she was having decelerations with each push. The ob/gyn came in and out of the blue said we were sectioning. My choices were forceps or section. It was a crazy mental situation, but I could not say no.

All of a sudden there was a flurry of activity: 3 nurses was trying to get blood (I have tiny veins), someone was shaving and the ob/gyn was poking around down below. All of a sudden we were heading down the hall to the OR. Then I was on the table, a drape was placed right in front of my face and my arms were tied down. The mean anthologist was back and he topped me up. I was trying to ask someone if I could do skin-to-skin with her. Someone told me yes, but they lied.
Very quickly she was born, but they did not even show her to me before being whisked over to the warming table. DH could see her, but I could just hear her cry. I felt like forever before they even brought her over to DH. She was all wrapped up and no one could put her skin-to-skin, I couldn’t even touch her as my hands were tied down. DH sat with me for about 20 minutes while they shoved and pushed on my stomach. It was painful even with my topped up epidural. They sent DH out. Next thing I knew I was dreaming and then waking up in recovery. They had put me under general anesthesia without warning. I finally came around enough to hold my daughter when she was an hour and a half old. She was a star and latched right away. She was bright and beautiful and perfect.

Over the next day she was a star at latching on, but she would scream when she fell off. I felt that she was basically drinking everything and then getting angry once the tap was dry. The nurses didn`t understand and just kept trying to relatch her. She was inconsolable for a day. She could not sleep except on someone and wanted to feed constantly and for as long as you would leave her. One feeding on both sides stretched to 90 minutes.

On Monday night both Mom and MIL said she was getting yellow. I resolved to ask the Dr. in the am. I specifically asked him about her colour, and he said she was fine. All day the nurses said, wow she`s yellow and I agreed. She had another frantic day and I was getting to my end. Tuesday night the nurse suggested we give her some formula. I so did not want her to ever have formula, but I could not see her like that. The nurse was nice enough to cup feed her sowe didn’t have to worry about the nipple. Evie sucked it down in five seconds flat. An hour later she was frantic again, so I hadto give her some more. The head nurse came in at that point and looked at her colour and immediately ordered a blood draw.

 I was so happy someone was listening. I had tons of nurses in the room trying to get her to latch or pacify or anything half the night. They knew we had not really slept at all since we arrived so at 3 am they offered to take her to the desk for a few hours. I felt guilty leaving her, but we needed sleep and a break. The general consensus was that because I had anesthesia and a traumatic section my milk was delayed a little. My level was just not yet where Evie needed it to be as she was a hungry baby.

Wednesday morning was our original dismissal date. But instead of going home, we got the
bombshell that she was going down to the NICU. Evie was definitely jaundice and had lost 12% of her weight. I was soooooooo angry that no one had listened to me and now we were in such a situation. I didn`t want her separated from me. The nurse offered another formula feed, but
told me they did not cup feed in the NICU so we just bottled it. I so did not want her to have a bottle for a few months, and here she was only a few days old. They took her down and I was devastated. I
think I spent the whole morning crying. The nurse was quite nice and tried to give us anything to make it better. She managed to get me a 3 hour pass so I could leave the hospital that evening and go home for a bit. After lunch we went down to the NICU for the first time. I did feel better seeing her
and felt a little better. The very nice head nurse said she had modified the plan and I could breastfeed her every other feed and top up with formula. I felt so much happier that I would still get a little time with her.

I fed her at 3 pm and she latched on both sides and then had a top up. After that we headed home for a shower and some real food. I felt better after being out and then coming back. At 9 pm and
3 am she only latched to one side and then had her formula top up. The 9 am feed was the first time she refused to latch. I was so angry my perfect latcher had come to prefer a bottle in less than 24 hours. This was totally one of my worst fears. Iwent back to the room frustrated. Around
11am I got a call from the NICU that she was very awake and I could come playwith her. I rushed down when I got there they were drawing bloods, but the nurse said she was very improved and would in all likelihood be dismissed. I was able to take her back to our room and pack up. We were dismissed home but with a strict feeding plan. But she was definitely having nipple confusion issues. She is almost unresponsive to the presentation of the nipple even with some expressed
milk. She usually goes frantic almost immediately and has to be calmed before you can even try anything else.
On Thursday we went back to be weighed and she appears to have gained. Her colour was about the same, so not really a concern. In the afternoon she latched once, but only gave a couple sucks
before falling asleep. At a later feed she latched on with the nipple she latched on with the nipple shield but wanted instant satisfaction
and gave up before she got any milk.