What’s Happening?

How was your summer?

Ours was busy. And, to my dismay, we didn’t make it to the beach (even for a day trip).

I took 2 classes over the summer; Algebra and Human Biology. Greg had to help with the Algebra; math just isn’t my thing (well, math that requires x’s and y’s and plotting graph’s, etc).

Amelia attended our county’s summer camp program and loved it! Such a huge difference in willingness to participate this year than last year. We picked a somewhat different program that had field trips every week and we also picked a different school (one by my office) and I think that made the difference. We’ll probably do the same next summer.

We bought a new (to us) car! Greg and I would daydream about our next car purchase. What did we want in the car, such as the size (sedan vs. SUV. vs minivan), features and options, and manufacturer. So many factors to consider! And, after this experience I’ve learned that I hate car shopping. Hate it! But, in the end of our adventure (that’s a whole other post to share), we got the car that fits our family’s needs and that we enjoy driving as well.

Sofia. My goodness is this girl getting big! I wouldn’t be surprised is she’s already 25lbs and 30 inches tall. I keep telling Greg that we need to move her into a bigger carseat, but he doesn’t want to give up the carrier (even though its ridiculously heavy with her in it). That, and it would admit that she’s no longer a ‘baby’ and she’s in her way to be a toddler. Sofia does have 2 teethe in and just last week, or the week. For, she’s begun crawling!

Well, this is all the time I have for an update. I have several drafts written…one day ill get to them.


She’s Here!

**this post was started on January 12, 2013. So, some things my be a little ‘old’**


Sofia arrived on December 20, 2012 at 12:49pm weighing in at a healthy 8lbs and 9 ounces and 20.5 inches long. I wasn’t expecting such a big baby! Especially since Amelia only weighed 6lbs and 14 ounces and 18 inches. Nor, was I expecting a blonde/reddish-haired baby.

My anxiety and fears made me so freaked out about my csection, but in reality it wasn’t all that bad. The only ‘issues’ I’ve had have been with the JP Drain and the incision site (three weeks later and it still hurts).

Here’s the story of Sofia’s birthday:

The morning started out as normal; we got up and got Amelia off to school. Greg and I did a quick run to Target.

We arrived at the hospital a little after 9:30am and the staff was ready for us. I was taken to the recovery room and got hooked up to the IV and monitoring belt. I hate those baby monitoring belts more than anything else in the world (while pregnant). Fortunately, since baby girl was doing so well, they unhooked me after an hour or so.

Once I was off the machine, I got up and stretched a little and Greg took my last pregnant belly photo:


My csection was scheduled for 11am. Well, my OB was not on schedule (due to no fault of her own). As the time passed, my anxiety increased. Finally, at 12:02pm I was escorted into the OR room (there’s a clock on the back wall and I was watching it like a hawk). Then I went into overdrive. The nurses were amazing and tried their hardest to make me comfortable and calm… I was too far gone. My blood pressure, which the cuff was going off, like, every three minutes, steadily increased which made me panic even more (I was afraid I was going to literally have a heart attack because of my anxiety and panic). Plus, Greg wasn’t with me yet and that made me more scared.

The anesthesiologist was amazing. I hardly felt the needle going into my spine and the epidural and spinal block were 99% effective. Once the first part of my anxiety was over, I was more calm. However, the second part of my anxiety, the effectiveness of the medication, began.

Slowly I felt the medication working. It starts with a warming sensation in your legs. Mine started with the left side. It took a little longer than I would have liked for it to work on the right side. Slowly, but surly, I began to feel the numbness increase — which had the feeling of your legs falling asleep with the pins and needles sensation. I asked the nurses and who ever else was in there (still no Greg) if this feeling was normal and if I would constantly feel it. The answer given was yes. Well, this increased my anxiety again because I was afraid that I would feel the pins and needles with every cut.

By the way, once the spinal medicine was in my blood pressure dropped. A lot. I asked the room if this was normal as well and if how much it was dropping was normal (at times, I saw my blood pressure 94/7X when, prior, it was 18X/100). Again, the answer was yes.

The OB came in, did her prep stuff, and the next thing I hear is my skin being cut. I asked if she had begun and she said yes. Thank goodness I didn’t feel the cutting. And, as soon as this part began Greg was let in.

Once Greg was next to me everything calmed down. I was so happy to see him and have him holding my hand. Plus, he could give me the descriptions of what was going on (since I had a little curtain blocking my view).

Unfortunately, Greg got to see a lot more than he bargained for. He didn’t have a curtain to block his view. Unfortunately for me, Greg didn’t want to see what was going on and focused more on me. Greg did see when my water was broken; his comments were “it was like a geyser going off” and some did get on the doctor. Apparently, there was a lot of fluid.

Next thing I heard was Sofia’s feet were out and that she was pee’ing on the doc. There seemed to be a bit of a struggle to get Sofia completely out because she was in such an awkward position and so high up. Plus, she had the cord wrapped around her neck. Greg stated he was panicking a little because of how long she was head-in and was worried she wasn’t getting any oxygen. But, in reality, it took all of 30 seconds to get her out.

Once Sofia was out and in the warming station, Greg went to be with her. I kept asking what does she look like because I was expecting her to look just like Amelia. I was shocked when they said she was a strawberry blonde and that she weighed over eight pounds! It took days for me to wrap my head around this.


Eventually, once Sofia was given the all-clear I got too see her for the first time:


















They tested Sofia’s sugar and it was low (I was told they treat babies that are 45 or less and Sofia was 43), so they gave her a bottle and all was well.

Greg asked me if I wanted him to stay with me or to go with Sofia. I could tell by the excitement in his voice that he wanted to be with Sofia so I told him to go with her. While Greg was with Sofia, I was on the OR table getting stitched up. If you’re wondering, I did opt for a tubal so there will be no more babies for me (unless the tubal isn’t successful).

The rest of the stay was okay. We did learn, while trying to breastfeed Sofia, that she was ‘tongue tied‘ and it was causing some difficulties with her latching on. So, a specialist came and and examined her and decided she needed to have a minor cut done to allow her to stick her tongue more for a better latch. I was worried that it was going to be painful and Sofia wouldn’t be able to properly eat for days while it heals, etc. But, none of that was necessary. The had Sofia for less than a half hour and she didn’t even cry. Unfortunately, breastfeed wasn’t as successful as I hoped. Sofia needed formula to supplement because she was loosing too much weight. When we left the hospital, Sofia nearly lost a pound! By the time Sofia was 5 weeks old she was 100% formula fed. My milk never came in, or wasn’t enough to keep up with her demands.  And, we had to switch Sofia to a soy based formula due to her reflux (same with Amelia).

Other than the above, Sofia has been amazing! She’s very alert and aware of her surroundings. She LOVES Amelia and giver her big sister the biggest smile when Amelia enters her field of vision or when Amelia reads to her.

My recovery was uneventful. I occasionally feel pain where my incision is but those are becoming less frequent.

My maternity leave went by way too quick. Greg and I enjoyed our time together with Sofia. We were both sad that I had to go back to work.

Greg is doing an amazing job being a SAHD (stay at home dad). He loves that he gets to spend so much time with both girls. Plus, it’s saving us SO much money since we don’t need daycare.







Another Milestone

I can’t believe I am 19 weeks pregnant. I am about to enter the 20th week and before I know it, I’ll be entering the 30th week.

The pace of this pregnancy has really picked-up, or so it seems. It feels like time has started to fly once I reached 12/13 weeks. And, to be honest, I am thankful. I am ready for my new life has a Mom of two.

Just this week I’ve really started to feel the baby moving around and a lot. Like, I can see my belly moving and popping up from the baby. It’s pretty freaky yet cool at the same time. I’m surprised I’m feeling this as early as I am since I didn’t start to feel Amelia moving until much later into the pregnancy.

I’ve started to create a baby registry and my girlfriend, along with my Mom and cousin, are working on the baby shower. I’m excited about the baby shower and November can’t get here soon enough; I have so many ideas!

Greg and I have two names that we really like and are having a difficult time deciding which one we like most. I’ve started to refer to the baby with the name I like to get a feel of it and to get used to saying the name along with Amelia’s name.

Not much of an update, this time around.

Survey: 9 Weeks


(Photo Credit)

How far along: 9 weeks

How big is baby: “Your baby has grown to the size of a grape, weighs a fraction of an ounce, and is almost 1 inch long.” (Credit)

Total weight gain: None, at this point

Maternity clothes: No, not too far from the need

Sleep: meh. Some nights are better than others

Best moment of the week: nothing exceptional this week (no appointments)

Food cravings: nothing in particular but I’m rediscovering my love for carrot cake (and it has to be from Safeway)

Food aversions: Chicken, popcorn, broccoli

Symptoms: nausea, aches, don’t-touch-me-sore boobs

Movement: None

Gender: No idea. Nor do I feel anything in particular. Mom thinks I’m having a boy

What I’m looking forward to: First Trimester Screening; moving into my second trimester

What I miss: Nothing in particular

Next appt: two appointments in July (3rd and 5th)

Update 5.10

Well, this pregnancy has started off with a bang!

I went for my first check-up & during the appointment the doc tested my sugar level & it was over 200! So, she said she wants me to go to the hospital to get it under control. I expected to be here for 1 day, this is day 3. But, I should be going home this (late) afternoon or evening.

Oh, the adventures I’ve had here; the 6 attempts to put an IV in; the 5am blood draws, the inability to wash my hair (’cause the hospital doesn’t provide shampoo), the horrible sleep… I could go on, but I think you get the idea.

On the positive side, Greg and Amelia can visit when ever they want for how long they want since there really isn’t any restrictions on the visiting hours.

While here, in the hospital, Greg and I came up with a nickname for the growing baby: bitmap. As in the old file extension of “.bmp”. We haven’t told Amelia yet and we needed so come up with something so we could talk about the baby when she’s around. Although, it was tempting to tell Mimi because when she first visited me in the hospital her first question was “Are we having a baby?” I looked at Greg to see what he was going to say.

Since I have gestational diabetes, I’m going to be on insulin. I’m not that scared. Of course, we’re concerned of the health of the baby, so it makes all this easy to accept. Also, I’m going to be on a pretty strict carb diet and Greg is joining me on this diet as well.

The endocrinologist and dietician, both, suggested this website called CalorieKing for nutritional information while we go out to eat. I’m pleased to see that I can still go to some of our favorite places and order my favorite meals and be within my carb limit. So, this isn’t going to be too bad.



Those 5 tests were taken over a weeks time from around April 27 – May 06.

I had blood work done to confirm my pregnancy and my hCG came back at 242 (as of 05/04/12) and tomorrow is my first dr. appointment.

There is a little concern from my dr. with my hCG number being on the lower end of ‘normal’. But, surprisingly, I’m not that concerned and neither is Greg. Plus, I’m sure the dr. will order more blood tests for every other day to ensure my hCG level is increasing.

I haven’t told many people, yet. So far, just my manager, Mom (who is so excited already), my brother, cousin, and two girlfriends Michele & Lisa.

I’m keeping positive thoughts and day dreaming of the day we tell Amelia (going to wait until we’re in the second trimester)!

It’s Time

I received a call from my OB’s office informing me that have received his test results… and… “everything was within normal range”! Of course, I’d like to know the actual. Umber because I’m curious like that, but I’m excited that, reproductive wise, we’re all good!

The nurse advised me that the doc was going to send a prescription to my pharmacy for the Clomid; she was giving me 3 cycles to ‘try’ and if we’re not lucky then we will re-evaluate. The instructions are to take the Clomid on cycle days 3-7 and then have sex every other day.

I’m really crossing my fingers that this will be a quick ‘cycle’ and all we needed was that little ‘boost’ to get us pregnant.

While excited, I’m freakin’ out just a little. Kind of a disbelief freak out in that this is actually happening; were actually trying to get pregnant!