Noah has NO intentions of sleeping through the night.
He is perfectly content with getting up 47 times a night.
On a good note. It's SNOWED!
No, I'm just kidding.
It sucks.
I don't even know how my husband made it to work this morning?
Hopefully he is okay.
Okay, really, on a real good note.
We have budgeted out all of our debt and will have the majority of it payed off this tax return season.
WOO!
We have also budgeted $200 of PLAY money.
That's like a THOUSAND dollars for us poor people.
When someone you know has a new baby, you immediately think about your own experience.
It's a life changing moment.
For us, we had two completely different birthing experiences.
We were determined to make it that way. Birth is hard.
But apparently not for some.
I stumbled across a video on Youtube and watched a family go through labor in the most calm way. Not from hypnobirthing or deep breathing. But from an epidural.
I don't really know if I was jealous, or not?
We had an epidural with Sarah.
They turn the medicine off when you are ready to push though, so the effects of it wore off and the pain was full blown. I was nauseous, tired and pushed for 4 long agonizing hours.
It was overwhelmingly traumatic.
When the epidural was on, it was fabulous.
But for fear of having another experience like the one with Sarah, and not being able to move.
We decided to go through Noah's birth in pain natural.
Why?
Experiencing both experiences, I don't really know. If my birth had been as calm as the video above, we may have not decided on a natural birth with Noah. The baby seemed to come out fine. She didn't have to push for 4 hours?
I was passionate about not having pitocin, because it usually leads to problems. I was WAY against that. But, epidurals, I don't really know.
When I was at my "rock and a hard spot" with Noah, I would have jabbed the needle in my own spine if someone had handed it to me. I was pleading for some relief. A tylenol!? Morphine....Ali, just punch me and knock me out!
Do I feel special because I didn't get one.
No.
I do feel like I accomplished something I set my mind to. I am proud of myself.
But Noah's birth was harder than Sarah's, for me at least.
For Ali, he was having a grand ol' time.
It was short, I was quiet, the pushing was quick and he was out in 5 hours. Less than a work day for him.
For me, it was another story.
I can say, I was glad to feel my legs.
I was also glad to feel some control over my body.
I also wanted to experience that "needing to push" feeling I never did with Sarah...it was mostly nausea and pain.
For Noah, the 'trauma' was not there, but the pain WAS worse.
Extreme, with a capital ME.
So, seeing this video, I have mixed emotions.
I didn't know it could be so calm for some.
Even when she was pushing, she looked great, talking and laughing....ha ha.
I felt kinda like dying Darth Vadar when Luke took his mask off, it's like, "whoah, maybe we should just keep that mask on!."
I had triple chins, sweaty and screaming...... "ali, your a faaaathaa"
I am just glad to see it can be pleasant for some.
I received job postings from Care.com.
An online "nanny" site that allows moms to find adequate childcare.
I am not against mothers who go to work.
In this day and age, we kinda have to.
Hey, if I had the money, I would probably pay for a house cleaner so I don't have to do it all the time.
BUT THIS ONE took the cake......
I can understand working to provide for your family. BUT THIS??........
Albany, NY 12208 (5 miles away)
Monday, 2/28/2011 through
Friday, 5/6/2011
We are looking for a baby sitter to help with night-time feedings of our baby from March through mid-May. You would be able to sleep in between the feedings.
hmmmm.
?
ANYWAYS....
PTC prognosis= good.
Now it's on to kindergarten?!
Ah.
YMCA prognosis= excellent
I am on a quest to get in shape....like 56 pack abs and buns of diamonds.
Okay, maybe more realistic like ONE ab and burnt Pilsbury GMO buns.
Those Vegan frosted cupcakes probably weren't helping.
But they were sooooo good.
Worth every cellulite pimple.
mmmmmm
Today, we have a...
PARENT
TEACHER
CONFRENCE...
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Is it just me, or is it as nerve wrecking as getting a report card?
Why do I have this fear that the teacher is going to say, "weeeeeeell, Sarah is reaaally spacey and has a hard time paying attention in class, she might need special care."
Both Ali and I were (cough) great students (cough). :[)
Ali says he was so bad at school, when they held him back a grade and told him he would be in a new class, he didn't understand and went straight to his old classroom and they had to escort him to the, "down the bench" class.
He's special.
Everyone just thought I was dumb.
They eventually had to do a series of test to see if I wasn't handicapped.
It was THAT bad.
I know Sarah is smart. She just takes after us in the "galaxy head" department.
My husband and I
ALI IS OFF TODAY........YAY!
This has been his first day off since we got back from Maine...phew.
Talk about work.
At least he got a raise! It's only a .50c raise, but haaaay.
That's $1,040 more dollars a year. WOOOOOOOOOOOOp.
We are officially YMCA members.....again.
We took the kids swimming yesterday.
Noah was a little hesitant at first, but now he is an official guppy.
Sarah was a pro as usual and refuses any assistance what so ever because she is 4.
4 is like, 104, in her eyes.
My good friend Dianne had her first baby yesterday.
AWWW.
A whole new chapter of love, poop, breast cheese and giggles. (weep)
I think life starts again when you have a kid, because nothing is ever the same.
The life you had before you had a child is gone the second that baby comes out.
Even your mental state, goes from thinking about you, to now, thinking about this baby all day long.
It's hard to shut off your "mommy brain."
It's like a switch that turns on and doesn't shut off.
That baby is your life now.
You take the back burner.
Aww, the joys of having a baby, they are so small and smell so good. I miss that new baby smell.
I think Noah farted.
Sigh.
While hiking in the West African jungle we caught a rare glimpse into the primative Imanotaputo Tribe.
Startled by our presence, one of the armed tribesmen began an attack.
We nearly lost our lives.
Here is the footage.
So Sarah is back to school today. She doesn't seem to be too excited, but she is always like that up until the point she hits the classroom.
So, we got a new laptop. Our old one got sick and died.
This one has a built in weeebbbbcam!
Now I can make boring vlogs and just end up deleting them!
But, I am going to make a video on the cute blankets our family in California made for Noah and Sarah.
It was a crafty Christmas this year.
I love crafts.
I'm ready for summer.
I want to be in a tank top. right now.
For some reason, I am super excited.
SUUUUNSHINE!
My list of things to do this summer so far:
Sunbathe
Camp
Go to a waterslide park
MAINE!
Build a greenhouse
BBQ
Go for a good hike.
So far, these are all things I usually do. Except the greenhouse part. I am giddy just thinking of it!
Too bad we have another 27 more months to go before summer even starts.
My heart aches.
Sometimes my selfishness can overide my choices.
The right choice or wrong choice?
Weaning?
When is a good time to do that?
The pressure builds with our society after baby turns one.
"Can't he drink milk now?"
I don't mind nursing.
But, at night, I want sleep.
It's natural for babies to be this way.
Their is nothing wrong with it, he is not a "bad baby."
Last night, Ali got up with Noah to try to put him back to sleep without the assistance of a breast.
He has tried this MANY times, after my complaints of sleep deprivation, but only after a few short minutes of cries, I cave.
He is crying because he wants to nurse, it hurts my soul.
I just can't do it, not yet.
I was seriously considering weaning him.
My heart keeps screaming, slow down, enjoy these few years, these moments, the closeness, the want.
He is still a baby. Babies need their mommies. He needs me. He needs security.
It's hard. There will be a day when he will no longer need me.
My heart will ache and long to nurse him again, just once more.
This is the hard part about being a parent. Making the right choices. It's not meant to be easy.
The sacrifices we make as parents can lay the foundation for our children's futures.
Motivation Station.
More sleep, something I can give up.
So today is another day.
We will take it one at a time.
