Saturday, June 16, 2012

Am I missing anything ladies?

Lord willing, and the creek don't rise, I will be at the Lakeside birthing center when our Logan is born. I am so looking forward to NOT being in a hospital this time. my last birth experience wasn't so great, and I am hoping this will be better! Don't worry, I'm not expecting it to miraculously not hurt or something, just be more calm and less hospital nurse telling me what to do. So today I was thinking about what we took to the hospital with us for KayLynn. And, truthfully I can't really remember what we took and what was helpful. I do remember that we didn't bring diapers, and thankfully the hospital provided everything she needed till we left, but probably this time I am going to have to think about such things! in some ways it's a lot less prep going to the birthday center because I'm just going there to have her...not to stay! So, what I am thinking is that I will need a clean change of clothes, and Logan will need the typical diaper bag stuff (diapers, wipes, clothes to go home in)...I will also have to install the infant car seat at some point, but am I missing anything? It seems like so little prep for such a huge I should be doing something else... I just read this article and thought this quote so perfect for how I have been feeling... "When my first child was born, everything about my daily life was different. It felt like I had knocked the house down to its foundation and rebuilt it. When my second child was born, it was like we’d rearranged the furniture. Yes, there were added logistical challenges with two, but the feeling of being in uncharted territory was gone." That's kinda how I feel. I feel like this child should take more planning and getting ready for than he does!

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Cake Decorating

You have to walk before you can run! I think some of my other cakes are more impressive than this, but it was fun and I'm learning a lot about frosting! Its also fun to be out of the house doing something that is all mine!

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

I'm 30...some days it feels like 80!

I aM excited about my new perfume! It was so thoughtful of my little brother to get me the gift card! I'm still choosing which scent I will get full size, and that is part of the fun. I warn you is that the following might be too much info... however, it is such a big part of this pregnancy that I have to write it down and save it so that I can always remind Logan just how hard he was (is) to carry! I was going to write this post last night as I was icing my hemroids but decided that I should wait until I had a little sleep under my belt and more humor as to the situation. I thought that my first pregnancy had taken all dignity that I had left. I was wrong. There was a tiny bit left and Logan took that last night. As I was using the restroom last night for about the hundredth time, gingerly of course due to aforementioned hemroids, my nose started to bleed. Actually gush is a more appropriate term for what was happening to me. So there I am. Wanting to call for help but not wanting to be humiliated. So, after a good 45 seconds of getting myself together a bit (I.e. pants pulled up) I called my wonderful husband to come help me stop the cascade of blood. I am sure that you can imagine the look of the bathroom by this point, so I won't charm you with a description... So, there I am bleeding in the sink and it won't stop. Thankfully my husband was helpful, calm and totally in control. I had never heard that this was a normal thing during pregnancy, so I will admit that I was freaking out inside. I stood there bleeding for about two and a half minutes, which apparently is not that long, but certainly seems so. max called the midwife and she assured us that we didn't have to rush to the hospital and we just waited for it to stop. After it stopped I cleaned up myself and the bathroom, Max went to the tore and bought me a fizzy drink to get the taste out of my mouth, I washed my blood soaked clothes, and went back to icing my more day of pregnancy down...too many left to go.