Friday, December 26, 2008
Christmas
We had a wonderful Christmas! We were so fortunate to be able to spend our "little" Christmas with my parents earlier in the month and then Christmas day with just the 4 of us. We opened presents and stayed in our pajamas all day. Cory made breakfast and I made our Christmas dinner. Santa was good to Carter and he loved all of his presents! Santa received Carter's binkys in exchange for presents and so far everything has gone smoother than expected. We've had a few instances of crying, but not the screaming fits we thought we'd have. Carter has continued to sleep through the night and take his naps. I was also able to talk to my dad's side of the family on the web cam yesterday and see them all. I can't wait to see them all in person again. Here are some pictures of our big day:
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Merry Christmas Eve!
Thanks to everyone who's been offering wonderful support during all of my pity parties lately. I have a lot to be thankful for during the holidays including great friends!
We're excited that it's Christmas eve here, and Carter must understand that Christmas is coming soon because he can't seem to leave the presents alone today.
It could also be the fact that I've been using "If you____ Santa will bring you more presents!" Hmm, parenting at it's finest?
Speaking of fine parenting, our assessment of Carter was yesterday and I was very pleased. Carter wowed her with his brilliance but also showed his temper. She gave us some strategies (including getting rid of the binky all together.... Oh God!) and I'm eager and terrified to get going with all of it.
We have a more in depth survey to fill out about Carter and we're meeting again in January.
If you don't hear from me for awhile you'll know that getting rid of the binky has literally killed me and you may want to contact Security Forces.
I hope everyone has a great X-mas Eve and a wonderful Christmas morning!
We're excited that it's Christmas eve here, and Carter must understand that Christmas is coming soon because he can't seem to leave the presents alone today.
It could also be the fact that I've been using "If you____ Santa will bring you more presents!" Hmm, parenting at it's finest?
Speaking of fine parenting, our assessment of Carter was yesterday and I was very pleased. Carter wowed her with his brilliance but also showed his temper. She gave us some strategies (including getting rid of the binky all together.... Oh God!) and I'm eager and terrified to get going with all of it.
We have a more in depth survey to fill out about Carter and we're meeting again in January.
If you don't hear from me for awhile you'll know that getting rid of the binky has literally killed me and you may want to contact Security Forces.
I hope everyone has a great X-mas Eve and a wonderful Christmas morning!
Monday, December 22, 2008
Not enough
Clay is losing weight again...I'm so frustrated I could scream. I know all mothers deal with feelings of inadequacy but him losing weight everytime we rely on "me" to feed him, isn't boosting my confidence.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
At a loss
This was my first week without all of my 'help'. My parents left on Monday evening and Cory had already been back to work for several days. The actual getting through the day was not as hard as I thought it was going to be. I was able to get everyone up and dressed and go to several play groups and meetings througout the week.
We did encounter a different, more serious problem though.
Carter vamped up his biting and hitting efforts, added hair pulling and pinching and lots of people fell victim to it this week. He bit or hit at LEAST one other child at every playgroup we went to andd at my breast feeding support meeting I think he bit three different people. None of this includes the tens of times he hits me or pulls my hair during the day. I don't say this lightly about my child, but he's a bully. He's a small, mean bully.
It'd be one thing If I could just wait for this stage to pass (hopefully it's a stage?) and hole up here in the house, but here in Osan my only escape and my only friends are at playgroup and BFSG. I don't have any other outlets so it's pertinent that we stop the behavior for everyone's sake!
We actuallly have a lady with a PhD in Early Childhood Development who can come and assess the problem, offer strategies and if need be, refer you to a specialist (In cases of developmental problems). She's coming on Tuesday and I can't wait for her to get here.
Like I told Cory, I don't care if I have to do the hokey pokey 4 times every morning before we leave the house if that's what stops this crazy stuff. Whatever works....
On a happier note, after weeks of supplementing and pumping, Clayton stated gaining weight and the last 3 days we've been weaning him off of the supplements (per Dr. orders of course) If his weight check is good on Monday we'll be completely done with supplements and he'll be just on the breast. Woohoo!
We did encounter a different, more serious problem though.
Carter vamped up his biting and hitting efforts, added hair pulling and pinching and lots of people fell victim to it this week. He bit or hit at LEAST one other child at every playgroup we went to andd at my breast feeding support meeting I think he bit three different people. None of this includes the tens of times he hits me or pulls my hair during the day. I don't say this lightly about my child, but he's a bully. He's a small, mean bully.
It'd be one thing If I could just wait for this stage to pass (hopefully it's a stage?) and hole up here in the house, but here in Osan my only escape and my only friends are at playgroup and BFSG. I don't have any other outlets so it's pertinent that we stop the behavior for everyone's sake!
We actuallly have a lady with a PhD in Early Childhood Development who can come and assess the problem, offer strategies and if need be, refer you to a specialist (In cases of developmental problems). She's coming on Tuesday and I can't wait for her to get here.
Like I told Cory, I don't care if I have to do the hokey pokey 4 times every morning before we leave the house if that's what stops this crazy stuff. Whatever works....
On a happier note, after weeks of supplementing and pumping, Clayton stated gaining weight and the last 3 days we've been weaning him off of the supplements (per Dr. orders of course) If his weight check is good on Monday we'll be completely done with supplements and he'll be just on the breast. Woohoo!
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Happy Birthday Carter
Dear Carter,
These last few weeks of your 1st year have been really hard on everyone (including you.) You are so smart and curious and you let your emotions lead you. You care about everyone (especially the dog - we can't even punish her without you being upset) and I love that about you.
Your daddy and I are astonished at what you are learning every day. You're saying up to 10 new words a day and drinking from a big boy cup at meals.
You're very good at following directions (when you feel like it) and you kiss everything with a face on it goodnight before bedtime. I love that this year you learned to say 'I love you'.
You're very thrilled that we've been opening presents a lot lately and it's hard to explain to you that we can't open anymore until Christmas.
We moved across the world this year and the transition was tough for you. You went from being the oldest kid in the group to the youngest.
You tried establishing your dominance by biting, but we've mostly nipped that in the bud.
You love to color and can draw almost perfect circles. You know all of your shapes and primary colors and can count to three.
You can build towers with blocks or groceries taller than yourself and love to help cook and "fix" things with your tools. You can do all the dances to the "Wiggles" and motions to "If You're Happy and You Know It".
Even though we've added a new member to our family this year, you will always be my first born, my baby, and have a very very special place in mine and your daddy's hearts. I love you more than the world.
Love,
Mama
These last few weeks of your 1st year have been really hard on everyone (including you.) You are so smart and curious and you let your emotions lead you. You care about everyone (especially the dog - we can't even punish her without you being upset) and I love that about you.
Your daddy and I are astonished at what you are learning every day. You're saying up to 10 new words a day and drinking from a big boy cup at meals.
You're very good at following directions (when you feel like it) and you kiss everything with a face on it goodnight before bedtime. I love that this year you learned to say 'I love you'.
You're very thrilled that we've been opening presents a lot lately and it's hard to explain to you that we can't open anymore until Christmas.
We moved across the world this year and the transition was tough for you. You went from being the oldest kid in the group to the youngest.
You tried establishing your dominance by biting, but we've mostly nipped that in the bud.
You love to color and can draw almost perfect circles. You know all of your shapes and primary colors and can count to three.
You can build towers with blocks or groceries taller than yourself and love to help cook and "fix" things with your tools. You can do all the dances to the "Wiggles" and motions to "If You're Happy and You Know It".
Even though we've added a new member to our family this year, you will always be my first born, my baby, and have a very very special place in mine and your daddy's hearts. I love you more than the world.
Love,
Mama
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Not enough brain cells for a witty title
Things have been going better, and I'm hoping as I get used to this two children thing my blogging will start going better as well.
My parents and Cory have been a huge help and between pumping, nursing and supplementing, I've been able to enjoy a little of all of their company.
Cory went back to work on Wednesday and I've had several instances of being alone with the two. Carter's doing better most of the time but has starting hitting me in the face and pulling my hair. He almost took a toe off of Clayton today as well. He was biting and pulling at the same time. I was shocked that sucker was still intact.
I've talked to several of my friends and the consensus seems to be that sisters are much better big siblings than brothers....no kidding.
Clay gained weight and has another appt. on Tuesday. He'll have weight checks once a week and as long as he's gaining, we won't check his bilirubin anymore (since it was down as well).
One of these days I'll be a functioning member of society again.
But until then, everyone will have to fawn over my children from pictures since I don't think I'll be leaving the house anytime soon....
My parents and Cory have been a huge help and between pumping, nursing and supplementing, I've been able to enjoy a little of all of their company.
Cory went back to work on Wednesday and I've had several instances of being alone with the two. Carter's doing better most of the time but has starting hitting me in the face and pulling my hair. He almost took a toe off of Clayton today as well. He was biting and pulling at the same time. I was shocked that sucker was still intact.
I've talked to several of my friends and the consensus seems to be that sisters are much better big siblings than brothers....no kidding.
Clay gained weight and has another appt. on Tuesday. He'll have weight checks once a week and as long as he's gaining, we won't check his bilirubin anymore (since it was down as well).
One of these days I'll be a functioning member of society again.
But until then, everyone will have to fawn over my children from pictures since I don't think I'll be leaving the house anytime soon....
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
I spoke too soon
Turns out my 'champion nurser' isn't the champ we thought he was. After our appointment yesterday we discovered Clay has been losing weight and his bilirubin is back on the rise. I saw our OB nurse practitioner and certified lactation consultant and came up with at least a temporary plan of action. Clay has been latching on well, but tires easily (because he's early) and starts to slide off, so he's not efficient at getting enough but is 'satisfied' because he's wearing himself out.
Our dreams of sailing smoothly through breastfeeding have been stomped on as I glance around our bedroom and kitchen at two different breast pumps, shields, herbs for increased production, bottles, valves, formula, breast milk bags, supplementers and syringes.....
Our doctor appointment tomorrow will let us know if he's started gaining weight and please keep your fingers crossed that his jaundice is down, it may sound so selfish...but I don't know if I have it in me to be admitted again.
Our dreams of sailing smoothly through breastfeeding have been stomped on as I glance around our bedroom and kitchen at two different breast pumps, shields, herbs for increased production, bottles, valves, formula, breast milk bags, supplementers and syringes.....
Our doctor appointment tomorrow will let us know if he's started gaining weight and please keep your fingers crossed that his jaundice is down, it may sound so selfish...but I don't know if I have it in me to be admitted again.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Merry (Dangerous) Christmas
Yesterday was the first day we had the tree up and Carter was just as excited when he woke up as I thought he'd be.
Unfortunately he was so excited that he bit into a glass ornament. Yes, just like an apple, and yes it exploded in his face and mouth. And yes I screamed and freaked out, and yes, he's fine.
And yes, he now kisses the ornaments (very gently) goodnight before he goes to bed despite our efforts to curb the dangerous behavior.
Who knows, maybe he'll grow up, join the circus and eat glass for a living. We'd be so proud...
Unfortunately he was so excited that he bit into a glass ornament. Yes, just like an apple, and yes it exploded in his face and mouth. And yes I screamed and freaked out, and yes, he's fine.
And yes, he now kisses the ornaments (very gently) goodnight before he goes to bed despite our efforts to curb the dangerous behavior.
Who knows, maybe he'll grow up, join the circus and eat glass for a living. We'd be so proud...
Thursday, December 4, 2008
The memories are kind of fuzzy already
When my water broke at 4am last Tuesday morning, I wasn't thinking about how my next few weeks were going to be a little fuzzy. With worrying about pee, poop, boobies and jaundice the memories have all kind of melted together, but I'll do my best to remember the tale for all of you...
Cory, Carter and I drove to Yongsan last Monday to check into the storks nest. After settling in with some groceries (that I had to put my name on so the other people I shared the house with would not eat them) Carter and the huz left me to entertain myself for several days while they hung out at Osan.
Exciting for me when at 4 am I go to the potty and my water breaks. I had actually been praying that I wouldn't be stuck there too long considering the comfort level of the bed. Cory raced to Yongsan again (in only 45 minutes) and met me in the L&D room as I was being admitted. We did a lot of hurry up to wait, as I didn't dilate at all for the first 9 hours even with steady contractions and pitocin.
I requested my epidural as soon as I was admitted and assumed the "stance". Unfortunately after 3 tries (yes, that's 3 enormously large needles probing around my spinal column) they were unable to place it. About that time was when they started the pitocin and just previous to that the baby had a large deceleration and we were warned that a c-section may be soon to follow if the little guy misbehaved again. We were afraid of having to have the c-section without a running epidural (since they put you under general then) and I was terrified of having to go through ANY kind of labor without pain relief. Let's face it, I'm a wiener.
Only then did a tall dark and handsome man riding his valiant white steed enter the room (aka the anesthesiologist that was able to place the epidural) for the fourth and final try. Sitting perfectly still (In a horribly uncomfortable position) through contractions for 2 1/2 hours while they played with my spinal cord was not the best part of the day.
Finally at about 6pm they told me I was ready to push. And....after only 40 minutes, Baby Clay was here!
It was amazing on a variety of levels, I had successfully had a VBAC, I had actually pushed a human being out of my body on my own and there was now a new human being in the room that wasn't there the instant before.
Unfortunately, although I was congratulated for being a "natural" pusher, the rest of that anatomical area didn't get the memo and I spent the next hour being stitched up like a football. They even prepped an OR for me at one point (Ooh, how exciting).
Clay did great other than having some normal preemie issues. His glucose was only a 27 when he was delivered, so he was fed formula and sugar water for the first 6 hours. He was also pretty jaundiced and spent a total of 3 days under the bili lights.
However, even with a huge amount of heel sticks, artificial nipples, an IV and days under the bili lights he is a champion nurser!
We're finally home for good (keeping our fingers crossed - we have one more Dr. appt on Monday to check his jaundice) as of Thursday and we're thoroughly enjoying his little tiny presence.
Cory, Carter and I drove to Yongsan last Monday to check into the storks nest. After settling in with some groceries (that I had to put my name on so the other people I shared the house with would not eat them) Carter and the huz left me to entertain myself for several days while they hung out at Osan.
Exciting for me when at 4 am I go to the potty and my water breaks. I had actually been praying that I wouldn't be stuck there too long considering the comfort level of the bed. Cory raced to Yongsan again (in only 45 minutes) and met me in the L&D room as I was being admitted. We did a lot of hurry up to wait, as I didn't dilate at all for the first 9 hours even with steady contractions and pitocin.
I requested my epidural as soon as I was admitted and assumed the "stance". Unfortunately after 3 tries (yes, that's 3 enormously large needles probing around my spinal column) they were unable to place it. About that time was when they started the pitocin and just previous to that the baby had a large deceleration and we were warned that a c-section may be soon to follow if the little guy misbehaved again. We were afraid of having to have the c-section without a running epidural (since they put you under general then) and I was terrified of having to go through ANY kind of labor without pain relief. Let's face it, I'm a wiener.
Only then did a tall dark and handsome man riding his valiant white steed enter the room (aka the anesthesiologist that was able to place the epidural) for the fourth and final try. Sitting perfectly still (In a horribly uncomfortable position) through contractions for 2 1/2 hours while they played with my spinal cord was not the best part of the day.
Finally at about 6pm they told me I was ready to push. And....after only 40 minutes, Baby Clay was here!
It was amazing on a variety of levels, I had successfully had a VBAC, I had actually pushed a human being out of my body on my own and there was now a new human being in the room that wasn't there the instant before.
Unfortunately, although I was congratulated for being a "natural" pusher, the rest of that anatomical area didn't get the memo and I spent the next hour being stitched up like a football. They even prepped an OR for me at one point (Ooh, how exciting).
Clay did great other than having some normal preemie issues. His glucose was only a 27 when he was delivered, so he was fed formula and sugar water for the first 6 hours. He was also pretty jaundiced and spent a total of 3 days under the bili lights.
However, even with a huge amount of heel sticks, artificial nipples, an IV and days under the bili lights he is a champion nurser!
We're finally home for good (keeping our fingers crossed - we have one more Dr. appt on Monday to check his jaundice) as of Thursday and we're thoroughly enjoying his little tiny presence.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
What can I say? We make cute babies...
Welcome to the family:
Clayton James Naddy
Born on Tuesday evening at 6:52pm
6lbs 7oz 21in long
I'll elaborate more on the birth when things calm down a little here.
Clayton James Naddy
Born on Tuesday evening at 6:52pm
6lbs 7oz 21in long
I'll elaborate more on the birth when things calm down a little here.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
A good feeling
I realized a feeling yesterday that I don't get to experience very often. I was privileged to join my friend Anna to Yongsan. We left all of the kiddos at home and got to do a little shopping at the thrift store, the Cho Sun gift shop and the toy store they have there on base. Later, she joined me for my second weekly monitoring. (I also got to each Manchu Wok for lunch!)
However, what was so nice was that I missed Carter while I was gone. These days, especially since we've kind of been on lock down with taking it easy, I felt like Carter and I have had a little too much of each other. We are together every waking moment of every day. But to walk into the door this evening and hear, "Mama!" with excited eyes behind that snaggle tooth grin was a nice welcome home. I haven't been given a lot of opportunities to miss Carter, and I wonder what it will be like being up at the Stork Nest without him.
I think it was really good for both if us, to realize we need and love each other as much as we knew we did without having to fight 100 battles that day.
Yay for my wonderful hubby who has and will continue to be on "Super Daddy Duty" until baby arrives.
Countdown until Stork's Nest: 1 days
Until my parents arrive: 7 days
Until my official due date: 29 days
However, what was so nice was that I missed Carter while I was gone. These days, especially since we've kind of been on lock down with taking it easy, I felt like Carter and I have had a little too much of each other. We are together every waking moment of every day. But to walk into the door this evening and hear, "Mama!" with excited eyes behind that snaggle tooth grin was a nice welcome home. I haven't been given a lot of opportunities to miss Carter, and I wonder what it will be like being up at the Stork Nest without him.
I think it was really good for both if us, to realize we need and love each other as much as we knew we did without having to fight 100 battles that day.
Yay for my wonderful hubby who has and will continue to be on "Super Daddy Duty" until baby arrives.
Countdown until Stork's Nest: 1 days
Until my parents arrive: 7 days
Until my official due date: 29 days
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Smooth Sailing
Another good doctor's appointment today. My NST monitoring went great, I haven't dilated anymore but the baby's head is definitely now on "final approach".
The midwife also confirmed for me again that it is a boy. She even printed out pictures of his boy parts, although he's so squished in there, I can't tell what's what.
I have a reservation for the Stork's Nest on Monday. My cousin and her hubby are coming to stay at the DHL from Wednesday to Sunday (so we'll get to have T-Giving Dinner with them!).
Ideally, baby will hold on until the Friday after T-Giving (so I can enjoy one last good meal before I feel like a truck hit me for several weeks) and then we'll be home in time for my parents to be here on Monday. I cannot WAIT to see them!
Cory and I were just talking about how we're ready for all of this to get going and be settled. We've had enough waiting and worrying for awhile now and it will be nice to have baby home and healthy, enjoy family and the holidays and get going with our lives.
The midwife also confirmed for me again that it is a boy. She even printed out pictures of his boy parts, although he's so squished in there, I can't tell what's what.
I have a reservation for the Stork's Nest on Monday. My cousin and her hubby are coming to stay at the DHL from Wednesday to Sunday (so we'll get to have T-Giving Dinner with them!).
Ideally, baby will hold on until the Friday after T-Giving (so I can enjoy one last good meal before I feel like a truck hit me for several weeks) and then we'll be home in time for my parents to be here on Monday. I cannot WAIT to see them!
Cory and I were just talking about how we're ready for all of this to get going and be settled. We've had enough waiting and worrying for awhile now and it will be nice to have baby home and healthy, enjoy family and the holidays and get going with our lives.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Frigid
I don't care that it's a week before Thanksgiving. It's 0 degrees here, and it actually snowed two different times today. I'm playing Christmas music. If I could set up Christmas in July I would.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Cabin Fever Day 1
I know that I've really only been on official "modified bed/take it easy as much as you can" rest for less than a week, but in my husband's vocabulary that translates into "grounded and hostage inside my own dirty house." Cory's a very busy person and works harder than most everyday and I can't even tell him how appreciative I am of that. However, when it comes to household cleanliness we have different 'comfort levels' of dirty.
Cory theoretically has the right idea, we have an ajima come once a week and as long as dishes are getting cleaned every now and then and the trash isn't overflowing, then the house is clean. He knows that all the other things "can wait". I agree with him...in theory...but he's not the one watching the dust settle on the TV screen or seeing the layer of grime build up on the counters. And I know I can't ask him to keep the house as clean as I would, that's not fair...but it's driving me nuts being held captive here and not even being able to clean it!
I'm not pleading with him to come home and clean it, I'm pleading with him to let ME clean it!
And I really just want one trip to E-mart and few to the bx to finish Carter's birthday and Christmas shopping, I swear I'd be happy. Maybe let me go check the mail?
Countdown until Stork's Nest: 7 days
until my parents arrive: 13 days
until Carter's Birthday: 27 days
until my official due date: 35 days
Cory theoretically has the right idea, we have an ajima come once a week and as long as dishes are getting cleaned every now and then and the trash isn't overflowing, then the house is clean. He knows that all the other things "can wait". I agree with him...in theory...but he's not the one watching the dust settle on the TV screen or seeing the layer of grime build up on the counters. And I know I can't ask him to keep the house as clean as I would, that's not fair...but it's driving me nuts being held captive here and not even being able to clean it!
I'm not pleading with him to come home and clean it, I'm pleading with him to let ME clean it!
And I really just want one trip to E-mart and few to the bx to finish Carter's birthday and Christmas shopping, I swear I'd be happy. Maybe let me go check the mail?
Countdown until Stork's Nest: 7 days
until my parents arrive: 13 days
until Carter's Birthday: 27 days
until my official due date: 35 days
Friday, November 14, 2008
A change in the right direction
My doctor's appointment yesterday was wonderful. In fact it was the best one I've had in months. The baby had zero decels and I didn't have one single contraction! Not one!
I hadn't changed any since wednesday either, great news.
Only 9 more days!
However, I did manage to put the huz into a panic attack last night when I woke up screaming in pain, not even fully awake, because of a charlie horse in my leg. I had forgotten how awful those are.
We had a Hail and Farewell last night and it was nice to see everyone and not have to chase Carter around. Cory is on baby, dishes, shopping, everything duty (as much as he can be with work) until the stork's nest.
I also am finally able to post some pictures of Cory's Promotion Ceremony that happened 2 weeks ago. Introducing the Air Force's newest Major:
I hadn't changed any since wednesday either, great news.
Only 9 more days!
However, I did manage to put the huz into a panic attack last night when I woke up screaming in pain, not even fully awake, because of a charlie horse in my leg. I had forgotten how awful those are.
We had a Hail and Farewell last night and it was nice to see everyone and not have to chase Carter around. Cory is on baby, dishes, shopping, everything duty (as much as he can be with work) until the stork's nest.
I also am finally able to post some pictures of Cory's Promotion Ceremony that happened 2 weeks ago. Introducing the Air Force's newest Major:
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
I must have been a really bad teenager
....because that is the only reason I can come up with for why my children misbehave BEFORE THEY EVER ENTER THE WORLD!
I'm actually so tired of this baby not deciding on which way he would like to be difficult that I'm giving a quick synopsis of what's going on NOW
Good News: Because of the way my progesterone is administered, the fetal fibronectin test results cannot be relied on. They were thrown out and mean nothing. Somehow the Dr, two nurses, and I all forgot about this when they were taking the sample.
Bad News: Somehow between Monday morning and today (Wednesday afternoon) I started dilating and effacing. I have to go back to Yongsan on Friday. I'm also still contracting all the livelong day.
Semi-good news?: If I can make it the 12 DAYS to 36 weeks gestation they are going to send me to the storks nest on the 24th. However, by the phone call I had with the sergeant who's in charge of this it won't be without a fight. because "We only take you at 38 weeks".
"Well my Doctor wants me there at 36."
"But we only take women at 38 weeks."
"I'll have doctor's orders"
"But we only take women at 38 weeks."
After a lengthy discussion he is going to try and call the doctor himself and ask her. Because I MUST BE A BIG FAT LIAR AND WANT TO LIVE IN A SMALL ROOM WITHOUT MY FAMILY 1-3 HOURS AWAY AND POSSIBLY BE CUT IN HALF TO REMOVE A HUMAN BEING WITH THE CHANCE MY HUSBAND WONT BE THERE. IT'S ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS, REALLY.
I'm actually so tired of this baby not deciding on which way he would like to be difficult that I'm giving a quick synopsis of what's going on NOW
Good News: Because of the way my progesterone is administered, the fetal fibronectin test results cannot be relied on. They were thrown out and mean nothing. Somehow the Dr, two nurses, and I all forgot about this when they were taking the sample.
Bad News: Somehow between Monday morning and today (Wednesday afternoon) I started dilating and effacing. I have to go back to Yongsan on Friday. I'm also still contracting all the livelong day.
Semi-good news?: If I can make it the 12 DAYS to 36 weeks gestation they are going to send me to the storks nest on the 24th. However, by the phone call I had with the sergeant who's in charge of this it won't be without a fight. because "We only take you at 38 weeks".
"Well my Doctor wants me there at 36."
"But we only take women at 38 weeks."
"I'll have doctor's orders"
"But we only take women at 38 weeks."
After a lengthy discussion he is going to try and call the doctor himself and ask her. Because I MUST BE A BIG FAT LIAR AND WANT TO LIVE IN A SMALL ROOM WITHOUT MY FAMILY 1-3 HOURS AWAY AND POSSIBLY BE CUT IN HALF TO REMOVE A HUMAN BEING WITH THE CHANCE MY HUSBAND WONT BE THERE. IT'S ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS, REALLY.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Reservation for one please
Cory and I ventured to Yongsan with the car for the first time this weekend. Our friends the Caramellos came into town early Monday morning and we wanted to be a little closer into Seoul when we started the trek to the airport. I needed to get a NST (non-stress test, aka hooked up to a monitor) anyway so we tagged along. Cory hung out with Carter at the wonderful playground Dragon Hill Lodge has while I went to the hospital.
As usual I was contracting constantly (but no decels this time!) so they ran a test called fetal fibronectin. It's a test that finds protein markers to determine if you're likely to go into labor early.
None of us were really worried about it (I mean c'mon, I've been contracting all the livelong day for weeks now) but they said they'd call if anything came up and let me go home.
Cory, Carter and I went and ate at the 'Mexican' restaurant at DHL and decided to go to bed since we had to get up to early.
As we were falling asleep, our phone rang and guess what!? It was the doctor!? And my test came back positive!? Oh hooray!?
They told me to come back and and be admitted overnight so they could watch me.
Cory stayed in the hotel room with Carter and I took a cab back to the hospital.
While I ended up being released, thank goodness! I'm still not out of the woods yet. Here's how this fetal fibronectin thing works:
The 72 hours after the test comes positive is the most critical time. Baby is MOST likely to be born then.
However, this test result says there is a 71% that I will deliver this baby within 2 1/2 weeks (most likely in those next 72 hours). We're keeping our fingers - and legs - crossed that it's not that soon though.
Also, because of already having one pre-term baby due to ruptured membranes and a positive fetal fibronectin my chances of delivering this baby within 2 1/2 weeks is 94%.
No one told me I'd have to do MATH while I was pregnant, and I don't even remember how to use my graphing calculator.
On a much lighter note, Carter and Cory were able to navigate to the airport by themselves and pick up our good friends from the airport! I rode up the usual way (via the bus) and was able to catch a little nap before they got home.
As usual I was contracting constantly (but no decels this time!) so they ran a test called fetal fibronectin. It's a test that finds protein markers to determine if you're likely to go into labor early.
None of us were really worried about it (I mean c'mon, I've been contracting all the livelong day for weeks now) but they said they'd call if anything came up and let me go home.
Cory, Carter and I went and ate at the 'Mexican' restaurant at DHL and decided to go to bed since we had to get up to early.
As we were falling asleep, our phone rang and guess what!? It was the doctor!? And my test came back positive!? Oh hooray!?
They told me to come back and and be admitted overnight so they could watch me.
Cory stayed in the hotel room with Carter and I took a cab back to the hospital.
While I ended up being released, thank goodness! I'm still not out of the woods yet. Here's how this fetal fibronectin thing works:
The 72 hours after the test comes positive is the most critical time. Baby is MOST likely to be born then.
However, this test result says there is a 71% that I will deliver this baby within 2 1/2 weeks (most likely in those next 72 hours). We're keeping our fingers - and legs - crossed that it's not that soon though.
Also, because of already having one pre-term baby due to ruptured membranes and a positive fetal fibronectin my chances of delivering this baby within 2 1/2 weeks is 94%.
No one told me I'd have to do MATH while I was pregnant, and I don't even remember how to use my graphing calculator.
On a much lighter note, Carter and Cory were able to navigate to the airport by themselves and pick up our good friends from the airport! I rode up the usual way (via the bus) and was able to catch a little nap before they got home.
Friday, November 7, 2008
There's not room in this town for the both of us...
I'm pretty sure if this dog does what she just did again, that she will NOT
1) be here when Cory returns from safety
2) have a way back to the US
If no one will take her with this add in the paper, it might be off to the dog farm
Free dog to okay home. Please feed her and take her out 8,000 times a day only for her to decide to pee full bladders of pee in the house 4 times in 5 minutes. No need for dog obedience school, she is well trained but feels the need to raise your blood pressure at least 3 times a day for no reason.
Must have lots of towels and a good mop.
1) be here when Cory returns from safety
2) have a way back to the US
If no one will take her with this add in the paper, it might be off to the dog farm
Free dog to okay home. Please feed her and take her out 8,000 times a day only for her to decide to pee full bladders of pee in the house 4 times in 5 minutes. No need for dog obedience school, she is well trained but feels the need to raise your blood pressure at least 3 times a day for no reason.
Must have lots of towels and a good mop.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Hold on a little longer baby
I had another doctor's appointment yesterday (mostly to follow up with all the shenanigans this past weekend) and we discussed our options and possibilities for this little one. While the doctor was listening with the doppler she caught more decels. She looked around for about 20 minutes with an internal and external ultrasound, trying to make sense of this. She said that he looks fine and perfectly normal, and other than these decels, she'd think he was a perfectly healthy little thing. However she warned me that if we're catching it EVERY time, it's probably happening a lot during the day. Obviously the scary thing about that is there's no way to predict or prevent these decels (especially since we can't find the cause) and that it's possible that one day, POSSIBLE that one day his heart rate may go down, and not come back up in time.
I think that's the first time in my life I've ever had a feeling like I did in my stomach.
However, right now risk vs. benefit says that because he's still only 33 weeks he is more benefited on the womb than out. As time gets closer though, they may decide he's 'cooked' long enough and they don't want to take anymore chances.
So right now the plan of action is for me to be monitored twice a week with a weekly doctor's appointment. At my appointments they have been and will continue doing what's called a biophysical profile (kind of like an apgar score for babies in utero)
and as long as he keeps at an 8 out of 10 (where he's been scoring) we're not going to deliver him. They are also sending me to a pediatric cardiologist to make sure that his heart is as healthy it looks. Just keep this baby in your thoughts and prayers that he can hold on a few more weeks until we can deliver him, proceed to shake him and ask, "What the heck do you think you were doing in there?!?!"
I think that's the first time in my life I've ever had a feeling like I did in my stomach.
However, right now risk vs. benefit says that because he's still only 33 weeks he is more benefited on the womb than out. As time gets closer though, they may decide he's 'cooked' long enough and they don't want to take anymore chances.
So right now the plan of action is for me to be monitored twice a week with a weekly doctor's appointment. At my appointments they have been and will continue doing what's called a biophysical profile (kind of like an apgar score for babies in utero)
and as long as he keeps at an 8 out of 10 (where he's been scoring) we're not going to deliver him. They are also sending me to a pediatric cardiologist to make sure that his heart is as healthy it looks. Just keep this baby in your thoughts and prayers that he can hold on a few more weeks until we can deliver him, proceed to shake him and ask, "What the heck do you think you were doing in there?!?!"
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Farewell
This week I said goodbye to two dear friends: My ankles.
And yes, those are lines from my socks.
And yes, those are lines from my socks.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
3 Days O' Fun
I had my OB appointment on Thursday which also marked me seeing every single doctor in the practice! At least I know what I'm dealing with when they walk in the door now. I actually saw the one midwife on Thursday and she happened to catch a decel when she was listening with the doppler. (For those of you who have never had or known anyone with a complicated pregnancy - that's a deceleration of the heart rate. For people like me, who's children like to scare us and the doctors in utero, terms like this seem to be in our everyday vocabulary). She wanted to put me on a monitor and watch me for about half an hour, so I got undressed and they hooked me up. Unfortunately I had Carter with me and had to cross my fingers that he would behave in his stroller while I was immobile. I gave him a sucker to keep him occupied (which he proceeded to put in his hair) and he did fairly well considering the circumstances.
While they were monitoring me, there were no more decels, but lots of contractions! I was having true contractions about once a minute. They drowned me in cups of water to no avail, but then they suddenly stopped and they let me go home (telling me to watch for more). They did want me to come back the next day though to see if I was doing it again.
I took the bus back up to Yongsan on Friday (Luckily the huz was able to take the afternoon off and watch Carter!) and they hooked me up. This time, no contractions, but a pretty long decel again. They raced in (after my alarms started going off) to toss and turn me and move the monitor and baby's rate finally came back up. After a few more hours of monitoring and a pelvic exam they released me again, only to tell me to come back again the next day for some more monitoring!
Soooo, I went back today they put me on the monitor. And guess what!? No decels, but more contractions! Because I haven't dilated any (thank goodness!) they sent me home. It was my shortest trip to the OB yet actually (Only 4 hours!).
So the plan is to call and make an appointment for this upcoming week and discuss with one of the Drs what our plan of action is, why baby's having a hard time regulating his heart rate, and why on earth I'm contracting so darn much.
What I do know: It's not a positional decel (That means he's not compressing the cord anywhere) They checked him several times with the ultrasound) and they're not related to the contractions since they seem to happen at completely different times.
They did give me two possible explanations:
1. The baby's neurological system could be a little behind and not able to regulate his heart rate. Usually babies can do this before or around 30 weeks.
2. There's something called placental insufficiency where the placenta is being a total slacker and not oxygenating baby very well.
We're going to discuss those things at my next appointment, so I'll know more then.
I just wanted to keep everyone updated, this IS what's occupying our life right now....so if you're tired of hearing about baby stuff....check back in like 7 years.
While they were monitoring me, there were no more decels, but lots of contractions! I was having true contractions about once a minute. They drowned me in cups of water to no avail, but then they suddenly stopped and they let me go home (telling me to watch for more). They did want me to come back the next day though to see if I was doing it again.
I took the bus back up to Yongsan on Friday (Luckily the huz was able to take the afternoon off and watch Carter!) and they hooked me up. This time, no contractions, but a pretty long decel again. They raced in (after my alarms started going off) to toss and turn me and move the monitor and baby's rate finally came back up. After a few more hours of monitoring and a pelvic exam they released me again, only to tell me to come back again the next day for some more monitoring!
Soooo, I went back today they put me on the monitor. And guess what!? No decels, but more contractions! Because I haven't dilated any (thank goodness!) they sent me home. It was my shortest trip to the OB yet actually (Only 4 hours!).
So the plan is to call and make an appointment for this upcoming week and discuss with one of the Drs what our plan of action is, why baby's having a hard time regulating his heart rate, and why on earth I'm contracting so darn much.
What I do know: It's not a positional decel (That means he's not compressing the cord anywhere) They checked him several times with the ultrasound) and they're not related to the contractions since they seem to happen at completely different times.
They did give me two possible explanations:
1. The baby's neurological system could be a little behind and not able to regulate his heart rate. Usually babies can do this before or around 30 weeks.
2. There's something called placental insufficiency where the placenta is being a total slacker and not oxygenating baby very well.
We're going to discuss those things at my next appointment, so I'll know more then.
I just wanted to keep everyone updated, this IS what's occupying our life right now....so if you're tired of hearing about baby stuff....check back in like 7 years.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Halloween at Everland
We visited Everland last night to get some good pictures of all the fun Halloween decorations. We had a good time and timed it perfectly for their nightly parade! 
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Did I mention Osan has a great indoor (cess)pool?
We didn't even make it 7 days this time. We're bogged down with high fever, smoker's cough and crankiness all over again. While this is no hand-foot and mouth that we battled two weeks ago (Oh, Lordy no I would quit mommyhood if that happened again) we're no doubt 'sick' again.
I've said multiple times that I love the community here at Osan. One thing I could do without: the contracting of childhood illnesses. I know it's inevitable here, especially here in the towers. You're with the same people all the time and even when you're not "with" them, you're more than likely touching their germs at the bx, the commissary, the elevator or the playground. And I'm sure it doesn't help that with being sick two weeks ago and bad weather last week we've spent all of our days inside. Maybe Carter will just get all of the stuff going around now and then be immune to it the rest of the two years we're here. I can wish can't I?
PS. Osan does have a really nice indoor pool. A regular one, not filled with germs.
I've said multiple times that I love the community here at Osan. One thing I could do without: the contracting of childhood illnesses. I know it's inevitable here, especially here in the towers. You're with the same people all the time and even when you're not "with" them, you're more than likely touching their germs at the bx, the commissary, the elevator or the playground. And I'm sure it doesn't help that with being sick two weeks ago and bad weather last week we've spent all of our days inside. Maybe Carter will just get all of the stuff going around now and then be immune to it the rest of the two years we're here. I can wish can't I?
PS. Osan does have a really nice indoor pool. A regular one, not filled with germs.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Eviction
Notice to resident:
Considering you're stealing all of my meals, Iron, and Calcium, robbing me of alcoholic beverages and making nights sleepless I am sorry to relay that you are now being evicted from your residence in exactly 2 months. The use of my ovaries and bladder as punching bags is strictly inappropriate and your older brother is pretty upset at the loss of a lap to sit in.
Please take your time to get your crap together and leave your residence anytime after Dec. 8th. This is your first notice.
Signed,
Mama
Considering you're stealing all of my meals, Iron, and Calcium, robbing me of alcoholic beverages and making nights sleepless I am sorry to relay that you are now being evicted from your residence in exactly 2 months. The use of my ovaries and bladder as punching bags is strictly inappropriate and your older brother is pretty upset at the loss of a lap to sit in.
Please take your time to get your crap together and leave your residence anytime after Dec. 8th. This is your first notice.
Signed,
Mama
Monday, October 20, 2008
Consideration
I think what I meant to get across and realized I didn't was that I don't expect everyone to suddenly 'agree' that pro-life is the way for you. I think what bothered me so much was that the posts I was reading were saying that pro-lifers don't have a valid argument. I guess I just wanted to write and say that I feel MY argument is valid and it's how I'd live MY life.
Also, having a really good discussion with the huz last night we realized that you can't expect everyone to know the full realm and scope of their decisions (especially teenagers) so with my pro-life choice I'd need to fight for "pregnancy education" in schools along with sex ed, older women need to be educated by their OB's (and for that to happen there's a big health care issue!? Not everyone sees an OB once a year) And just basically, there's so many factors involved there's no way that one day a doctor can look at you and say, "Well, I'm sorry you didn't understand what you were getting into, but too bad, we can't save your life."
Thanks for all your input, and I'm glad we were able to keep it civil.
Also, having a really good discussion with the huz last night we realized that you can't expect everyone to know the full realm and scope of their decisions (especially teenagers) so with my pro-life choice I'd need to fight for "pregnancy education" in schools along with sex ed, older women need to be educated by their OB's (and for that to happen there's a big health care issue!? Not everyone sees an OB once a year) And just basically, there's so many factors involved there's no way that one day a doctor can look at you and say, "Well, I'm sorry you didn't understand what you were getting into, but too bad, we can't save your life."
Thanks for all your input, and I'm glad we were able to keep it civil.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
One question (My only serious post for the rest of my life, I swear)
I have been debating in my head whether to even pose this question (I guess rhetorically, I don't want a blood bath here on my blog) but I just don't get it. Several people I know, including several of the "big" blogs I read are very against McCain for his abortion views. These are women who love their children with all of their hearts and some who have tried and tried to have these children. They seem to place them and their health first...but post blogs titled, "Why no one with a uterus should vote for McCain." They claim that he's po-pooing the idea that there are medical crises that require abortions and not thinking about the health of the mother. And while I can see that his statement might have come across that way, I in no way believe he meant that he doesn't believe that there are very serious conditions (including life threatening ones) that occur in pregnancy, labor, delivery and post-partum situations.
Most of you know my stand against abortion (and while this may seem extreme to some) including in life threatening situations. If you're mature to be "doing the deed" you should at least be mildly educated that being pregnant/delivering a baby is a dangerous endeavor. When you engage in 'relations' (hehe, I just called it relations on my blog) I believe you're taking a mound of responsibility that includes risks such as STDs, pregnancy and everything pregnancy involves (that means potentially dangerous complications that may arise). Is it really any different than signing a consent form for surgery? Did you know that every surgery you're under general anesthesia for is potentially deadly and that you sign a paper saying you know that? How's that any different than hoppin' in the sack and making a baby?
Why are people okay with that but want what I consider an "out" for pregnancy?
Every time I 'sign my consent form' I realize that I could get pregnant and have pre eclampsia, have a seizure and die. I realize my baby could be formed with 12 toes and sans a leg.
And I'm not saying you have to vote for McCain (he really has nothing to do with my views on this) but don't we accept responsibility for our other decisions in life? Why not this one?
Most of you know my stand against abortion (and while this may seem extreme to some) including in life threatening situations. If you're mature to be "doing the deed" you should at least be mildly educated that being pregnant/delivering a baby is a dangerous endeavor. When you engage in 'relations' (hehe, I just called it relations on my blog) I believe you're taking a mound of responsibility that includes risks such as STDs, pregnancy and everything pregnancy involves (that means potentially dangerous complications that may arise). Is it really any different than signing a consent form for surgery? Did you know that every surgery you're under general anesthesia for is potentially deadly and that you sign a paper saying you know that? How's that any different than hoppin' in the sack and making a baby?
Why are people okay with that but want what I consider an "out" for pregnancy?
Every time I 'sign my consent form' I realize that I could get pregnant and have pre eclampsia, have a seizure and die. I realize my baby could be formed with 12 toes and sans a leg.
And I'm not saying you have to vote for McCain (he really has nothing to do with my views on this) but don't we accept responsibility for our other decisions in life? Why not this one?
Thursday, October 16, 2008
How easily we forget
Since my husband is the greatest person ever and offered to get up with the kiddo last night (still every hour I might add) and I got some MUCH needed rest and a mental health break AND I'm feeling extra nostalgic today, here are some wonderful pictures I've been reminiscing over lately.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Happy Birthday
Today my husband turns, um old. But I love him so much and am so blessed to be the one he is choosing the spend the rest of his life with.
When we met in Columbus we both agree there was an instant spark between us. I even came home and told my college roommate that I was going to marry this guy. Granted, she was a bit skeptical.
A lot of our dating relationship was long distance but not without long, late night phone calls and overnight drives powered by red bull and coffee to get to him when I just couldn't stand it any more. (I only had two classes on Fridays anyway :p)
I drove across the country in two days to "visit" him for the summer in Tucson. I was hoping that he'd ask me to stay (read: present me with a large diamond) and although I was hoping, he absolutely surprised me and I literally almost fell off of my horse when he asked.
That day is still the happiest day of my entire life.
We were married in a beautiful ceremony in Ft.Worth, TX and very soon afterwards found out we were expecting our first baby. We spent our first anniversary in the hospital after having our perfect son Carter.
He's been an absolute joy in our life.
We've since moved once more and we are expecting our second son in 10 weeks. It seems like our life has been full steam ahead but we wouldn't have it any other way.
Cory is the most wonderful, caring, compassionate, stubborn and understanding man a woman could ever ask for. Everyday I love him more and more and I always thank the Lord for bringing him to me. He serves the Lord and his family before himself and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with him. He's really that wonderful.
Happy Birthday Cory, I love you.
When we met in Columbus we both agree there was an instant spark between us. I even came home and told my college roommate that I was going to marry this guy. Granted, she was a bit skeptical.
A lot of our dating relationship was long distance but not without long, late night phone calls and overnight drives powered by red bull and coffee to get to him when I just couldn't stand it any more. (I only had two classes on Fridays anyway :p)
I drove across the country in two days to "visit" him for the summer in Tucson. I was hoping that he'd ask me to stay (read: present me with a large diamond) and although I was hoping, he absolutely surprised me and I literally almost fell off of my horse when he asked.
That day is still the happiest day of my entire life.
We were married in a beautiful ceremony in Ft.Worth, TX and very soon afterwards found out we were expecting our first baby. We spent our first anniversary in the hospital after having our perfect son Carter.
He's been an absolute joy in our life.
We've since moved once more and we are expecting our second son in 10 weeks. It seems like our life has been full steam ahead but we wouldn't have it any other way.
Cory is the most wonderful, caring, compassionate, stubborn and understanding man a woman could ever ask for. Everyday I love him more and more and I always thank the Lord for bringing him to me. He serves the Lord and his family before himself and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with him. He's really that wonderful.
Happy Birthday Cory, I love you.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
We had lots of EleFUN today
Carter and I made it to the airshow today (Cory had to do safety patrol). They had a CSAR demonstration at the end which was really neat to watch. They simulated a down pilot and used A-10s, F-16s, a Black Hawk and Apache helos to 'rescue' him. We were worried that the 16s would be too loud for Carter (especially with how close we were to them) but he really enjoyed watching them fly close, release flares and "drop bombs". I think he also enjoyed it because Daddy showed up and was able to hold him and talk to him all about it. Here is Carter and one of his best friends Charlie (and Charlie's dad - who's in the sqdn with the huz.) 
Here are the last flybys from the CSAR demo.
We also opened up a fun game Grandma sent called Elefun. Right now Carter's more interested in wearing the net as a hat and putting the butterflies back into the elephant...but he sure got a kick out of it anyway.
Here are the last flybys from the CSAR demo.
We also opened up a fun game Grandma sent called Elefun. Right now Carter's more interested in wearing the net as a hat and putting the butterflies back into the elephant...but he sure got a kick out of it anyway.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Operation Binky: Success
After talking with several moms (including my own) I decided that I was going to let Carter have his binky back. We never took it away completely, but he only gets it at night and during nap times. He seemed to do so well with it, I thought it had gone so smoothly.
However, after watching what happened today as well as thinking about the last 4 months he's been without it, I don't think he was ready.
While most of my days are filled with Carter at mach 3, today he acted like a normal, well adjusted 22 mo old. We went to breast feeding support group and he didn't bite a single soul. He played well with everyone, there was no screaming or hitting or stealing food out of other people's hands. He had an attention span that was longer than .0000004 seconds and was actually pleasant.
I was able to talk and ask questions and even come home having learned something.
We didn't have the binky when it was just me and him here at home, or when we traveled to get the mail.
So as of now when we're in social situations: binky in, biting out.
Now here's a side note I feel strongly about:
Don't think that the biting back approach was far from being utilized. Several moms (as well as other trusted advice givers) swear it works...it was about to be my next step. And one thing I've learned is that you can't judge ANY ONE'S parenting skills because you HAVE NOT walked a mile in their shoes. Even if you think you have, I promise their situation is different and they may have exhausted every other option. It's very easy to sit on the sidelines and judge or swear that "I would NEVER do that". But the truth is, you don't know.
I don't spank but I'm not 'above it' and I don't judge people that do. I just haven't reached the point where I think it's necessary for my child. Some people think kid leashes are horrible. It's a life saver in my home.
I guess what I'm trying to get across is that EVERY SINGLE CHILD is different and what works on one may not work on the other (even for siblings). Moms need to band together and support one another instead of making snide comments, judging and making other moms feel unworthy, self conscience, and doubtful.
I'm so glad that I'm living in a community with so much support and I wish every one of my children could be raised "by the village" like Osan.
However, after watching what happened today as well as thinking about the last 4 months he's been without it, I don't think he was ready.
While most of my days are filled with Carter at mach 3, today he acted like a normal, well adjusted 22 mo old. We went to breast feeding support group and he didn't bite a single soul. He played well with everyone, there was no screaming or hitting or stealing food out of other people's hands. He had an attention span that was longer than .0000004 seconds and was actually pleasant.
I was able to talk and ask questions and even come home having learned something.
We didn't have the binky when it was just me and him here at home, or when we traveled to get the mail.
So as of now when we're in social situations: binky in, biting out.
Now here's a side note I feel strongly about:
Don't think that the biting back approach was far from being utilized. Several moms (as well as other trusted advice givers) swear it works...it was about to be my next step. And one thing I've learned is that you can't judge ANY ONE'S parenting skills because you HAVE NOT walked a mile in their shoes. Even if you think you have, I promise their situation is different and they may have exhausted every other option. It's very easy to sit on the sidelines and judge or swear that "I would NEVER do that". But the truth is, you don't know.
I don't spank but I'm not 'above it' and I don't judge people that do. I just haven't reached the point where I think it's necessary for my child. Some people think kid leashes are horrible. It's a life saver in my home.
I guess what I'm trying to get across is that EVERY SINGLE CHILD is different and what works on one may not work on the other (even for siblings). Moms need to band together and support one another instead of making snide comments, judging and making other moms feel unworthy, self conscience, and doubtful.
I'm so glad that I'm living in a community with so much support and I wish every one of my children could be raised "by the village" like Osan.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Parenting is hard, and It's only going to get harder (or so they say)
I have to remind myself constantly that Carter is only 22 months old. He's NOT EVEN TWO. But that doesn't mean that he can act like a maniac and get away with it! And when you live at a place like Osan, you're constantly surrounded by other children and thier parents. Everyone knows that 'so-and-so' has a time out and will actually sit there until done. Everyone knows that 'what's his face' won't ever stay in time out after he's put there. 'Who's it' gets a spanking, and my child gets away with murder. Or at least...that's how I feel.
Carter has had a really hard time with biting these last few months. It was really bad a few months ago and it seemed to have resloved after lots of discussion, timeouts, and appropriate positive feedback. However, Monday started a whole new string of biting and this time no one is spared: including babies.
And this kid doesn't just bite and then release, he chomps down and holds until you get to him to pry open his mouth. We've been doing the time outs again, but this time to no avail. Yesterday he bit 6 or 7 times in a two hour period. Each one had a timeout that followed with a "sorry" and a hug to the victim. But, it's just a routine to him now and it's not changing his behavior.
It's especially hard when we're out and about and he bites (or slaps me in the face) and I can't put him in time out. I can give him "the look" or tell him "We DO NOT ____" but it doesn't phase him. It's almost as if he's looking at me with, "What? what are you going to do to me here in public?"
And he's right! I don't know what to do with him in public! I've been reading a few books (and online articles) and asking friends for advice but nothing seems to be making much of a difference.
I just want to nip this in the bud and stop the bahvior. For goodness sake he's going to really hurt somebody, these bites look awful!
I know that at least when we're home, he realizes he's done something wrong (because I can remove him from whatever situation and it startles him if nothing else) but when we're grocery shopping and he slaps me in the face? What can I do? I'm at such a loss, feeling like a total failure and with this new baby coming I'm wondering how I'm going to do this.
When we come back to the states and New Baby only has 7 or 8 toes, you'll know who took them.
Carter has had a really hard time with biting these last few months. It was really bad a few months ago and it seemed to have resloved after lots of discussion, timeouts, and appropriate positive feedback. However, Monday started a whole new string of biting and this time no one is spared: including babies.
And this kid doesn't just bite and then release, he chomps down and holds until you get to him to pry open his mouth. We've been doing the time outs again, but this time to no avail. Yesterday he bit 6 or 7 times in a two hour period. Each one had a timeout that followed with a "sorry" and a hug to the victim. But, it's just a routine to him now and it's not changing his behavior.
It's especially hard when we're out and about and he bites (or slaps me in the face) and I can't put him in time out. I can give him "the look" or tell him "We DO NOT ____" but it doesn't phase him. It's almost as if he's looking at me with, "What? what are you going to do to me here in public?"
And he's right! I don't know what to do with him in public! I've been reading a few books (and online articles) and asking friends for advice but nothing seems to be making much of a difference.
I just want to nip this in the bud and stop the bahvior. For goodness sake he's going to really hurt somebody, these bites look awful!
I know that at least when we're home, he realizes he's done something wrong (because I can remove him from whatever situation and it startles him if nothing else) but when we're grocery shopping and he slaps me in the face? What can I do? I'm at such a loss, feeling like a total failure and with this new baby coming I'm wondering how I'm going to do this.
When we come back to the states and New Baby only has 7 or 8 toes, you'll know who took them.
Monday, October 6, 2008
Family pictures
Here are a few updated pictures of the fam, notice it (read: me) is getting bigger by the day.
Seoul
I had a doctor's appointment this weekend and we decided to stay the weekend at USAG Yongsan at the Dragon Hill Lodge and explore a little of Seoul.
The first day (after my appointment) we were successful in finding a dining room set that we both liked at the Yongsan furniture store. Woohoo! That will be here in about a week.
We hung around the post and enjoyed the DHL's massive playground and ice cream shop the first evening. Cory had a massage and I had a facial the next morning (I pleaded for a massage but they wouldn't touch me in my 'condition'.)
We took a taxi to Dongdaemun Market (a big shopping district). What it's probably known best for here among the wives is the 5 story fabric building. It's almost indescribable. Every floor has hundreds of 'stalls' (approx 5x7 closets) full of fabric, buttons, beads, feathers, ribbon, and sewing materials. Each one sells something a little different. You can buy fabric for anything from quilts to jeans, curtains, jackets, fine evening gowns, baby clothes, bags, sweaters, and anything else you would use fabric for. Some stalls have thousands of beads and crafts, while others have rolls and rolls of lace or feathers. Here is a small sample of some of the aisles:
At one point we spotted a restroom and I figured I should go while I had the chance. While I expected the hole-in-the-floor- potty, what I didn't expect were men and women eating kimchi at the sink. Yes, it was a ladies bathroom and yes, there were men in there, and yes, you read that correctly, they were eating kimchi at the sink.
We also visited the Doota! mall that has 8 floors of fashion! I can't wait to go back when I can actually fit into something other than maternity clothes. We did buy some winter hats for Carter and me:
We ate dinner in Itaewon at Sortino's, a very authentic Italian restaurant, and it was nice to pretend we were in America for an hour.
On Sunday we traveled to the COEX mall for their giant aquarium. Carter had a blast but had a hard time sharing any of the exhibits. Anytime another child would approach the same case he was looking at he would try and push them away with a "No! Mine!"
The first day (after my appointment) we were successful in finding a dining room set that we both liked at the Yongsan furniture store. Woohoo! That will be here in about a week.
We hung around the post and enjoyed the DHL's massive playground and ice cream shop the first evening. Cory had a massage and I had a facial the next morning (I pleaded for a massage but they wouldn't touch me in my 'condition'.)
We took a taxi to Dongdaemun Market (a big shopping district). What it's probably known best for here among the wives is the 5 story fabric building. It's almost indescribable. Every floor has hundreds of 'stalls' (approx 5x7 closets) full of fabric, buttons, beads, feathers, ribbon, and sewing materials. Each one sells something a little different. You can buy fabric for anything from quilts to jeans, curtains, jackets, fine evening gowns, baby clothes, bags, sweaters, and anything else you would use fabric for. Some stalls have thousands of beads and crafts, while others have rolls and rolls of lace or feathers. Here is a small sample of some of the aisles:
At one point we spotted a restroom and I figured I should go while I had the chance. While I expected the hole-in-the-floor- potty, what I didn't expect were men and women eating kimchi at the sink. Yes, it was a ladies bathroom and yes, there were men in there, and yes, you read that correctly, they were eating kimchi at the sink.
We also visited the Doota! mall that has 8 floors of fashion! I can't wait to go back when I can actually fit into something other than maternity clothes. We did buy some winter hats for Carter and me:
We ate dinner in Itaewon at Sortino's, a very authentic Italian restaurant, and it was nice to pretend we were in America for an hour.
On Sunday we traveled to the COEX mall for their giant aquarium. Carter had a blast but had a hard time sharing any of the exhibits. Anytime another child would approach the same case he was looking at he would try and push them away with a "No! Mine!"
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Question of the Century
Before I delve into the argument of the century, I am going to show you a picture and I need you to leave me a comment telling me:
Which way would you turn the handle to get HOT water, clockwise or counter clockwise?
Which way would you turn the handle to get HOT water, clockwise or counter clockwise?
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