The Countdown

we made it home.  mostly safe and not really sound at all. :)  Wy came home tues. (click on this and you may remember my disdain for all tuesdays.) he was, how can i say it?  CRABBY.  and he remained that way, until today.  the crabbiness is more like a short temper now.  but he is for sure healthier and we seem to be out of the woods.  he was on a ventilator for 3 days and that takes a toll on a little kid.  not to mention the aftershock of coming off of heavy sedation.  let's just say, he couldn't even be held.  THAT'S crabby ;)

but these woods, sheesh.  they really got us good this time.  all of it was topped off by the not-too-surprising fact that my blood pressure rose 10 points over the course of Wyatt's hospital stay.  a very concerning statistic when one is pregnant.  so, on Monday, as i'm driving to Children's Hospital (where Wyatt was) my midwife calls and asks me to come to Mercy hospital straight away.  i actually had the nerve to say no!!  she asked, right?  well, then, she was a bit more stern and i turned around and drove myself to a separate hospital where i underwent 3 hours of testing.  no emergency, we won't have to induce tonight.  TONIGHT?! you were thinking about tonight?  so, on bed-rest for tues.  my amazing husband, parents and in-laws (not to mention Aunt Sue) were there to help out.  in fact my husband didn't help, he did.  i helped.  he is one good dad.  then, back to the hospital on tues. night, bags packed, just in case.  4 hours of tests.  all is good.  seriously, 1 day of bed rest can lower your blood pressure 10 points!  but i was told to take it easy until the babe comes.

so, i have been, and i feel great.  another reason i'm feeling good is that we have decided to forgo the birth center, "hippie birth", and be induced at the hospital tomorrow evening. (all of our relatives are breathing easy!) something about being in control of this whole process makes me feel a bit more at ease.  having a kiddo like Wyatt, whose unexpected health issues are constantly keeping us on our toes, has added more stress than we could have imagined.

it was a fun day today.  to take our last walk as a family of 4 (including our dog:).  to eat our last dinner together as a little family.  to feel at ease with tomorrow's impending arrival, rather than anxious about when it will happen.  i am, by the way, 39 weeks and was induced with Wyatt too.  it feels familiar this way!)

so next time i write, i'll be posing pictures of Wyatt and his little brother!!!  wish us luck!  :)

One Last Time

it's been a long while since i posted anything about our little cowboy.   the past 2 months have,  how can i say it, um, really hard.  on april 15th Wy had a terrible seizure and we did the whole icu thing.  the routine that we had become familiar with in 2010, but hadn't experienced since september.  the rest of april and may were spent trying to keep everyone healthy, getting ready for the new baby, and just focusing on having fun.  oh yeah, we got a dog too.  unfortunately, despite all of our efforts, Wyatt scared us again last week and we are, again, in the icu.  this time was tough.  and seemed worse.  maybe because i am a bit more emotional.  perhaps because i was on my own.  but there's nothing like being 2 weeks away from giving birth and watching an er team intubate your lifeless child.  

being the super tough cowboy that he is, Wyatt seems to be making a good recovery.  and while last week's heat wave left me wishing that i would go early, i'm doing everything in my power to keep the littler littlest cowboy warm and cozy right where he is.  (but nobody ever tells you how to stall labor, they only tell you how to speed it up, ideas??)

we are grateful for the love and support of those around us, and i'm here to say, keep it up people!  we are diving into uncharted territory (for us).   people do it all the time, right?   well, wish us luck.  wish wyatt a speedy recovery.  wish for world peace.  we all need it!  :)  

First Timers

today Wyatt and i attended our first ever play group.  it was a small group (3 kids this week, 4 next time) and was run by the school that Wyatt will be attending in the fall.  it was such a pleasant experience. the other kids were darling, Wyatt loved the games and songs.  and it was so nice to be doing something special just for him.  just playing with other children.  no therapy, no doctors.  just playin'.  he's wiped out now. taking nap #2.  It was also nice to be around some moms that have some similar day-to-day experiences that i do.  but i couldn't help but notice...(carrie bradshaw anyone?)  

that i haven't been the best at venturing out and putting us in new and potentially awkward situations.  i am always amazed that more people don't stare, don't ask questions and don't make me feel "different".  well, kudos to everyone out there for not doing it.  but i also think it's because i don't let them.  i (and by I, i really mean we) have been an over-protective, sheltering mama for the past 2 and a half years.

i'm determined to change that.  so playgroup is my first try.  not such a bold move, i know.  but, hey, it's a start.

i also know, that with the addition of a little brother, Wyatt will be thrust into new situations.  we will be thrust into new situations.  questions will be asked.  and hopefully, i will be steeled enough to answer them...but for now, we'll enjoy our own little bubble and try, try TRY to break out!

music to my ears!

ok - there's no video really, but the song is AWESOME.  please just listen to it.  you'd think we lived in tombstone or something and not pittsburgh.  LOVE THE LITTLEST COWBOY!

On the to-do list

with a second on the way, our to-do list has taken over our life.  list?  it's is more like a book!  ben and i have been spending hours making lists, going over lists, divvying up lists, and amending lists.  and just when we can cross something off the list, 3 more things are added to it.  and i'm not talking shopping for new crib sheets and washing miniature onesies (which was what most of the lists in the pre-Wyatt era consisted of).
this new modern family of 3 lists include:
dada: finish master's thesis, plan parent's 40th anniversary party, finish renovating basement, plant garden;
mama: finish journal article, travel to Boston, help dada plan party, carry a baby to full term, go to the dang dentist;
Wyatt: learn to fall asleep on your own, get used to your new bedroom, transition to preschool (full day, everyday preschool), visit all of your specialists before the baby comes, get your stander fitted and delivered, and don't forget to stay healthy!

ok, so i'm playing a little violin solo for us today.  just for an hour or so.  and then we are back to the to-do list.  the main problem is, i think, that we are the type of people who thrive on these kinds of situations.  if there wasn't a to-do list, we would think of a new project and make a new list.  so does this mean it's never ending?  i'm afraid, it most likely does.

is there anyone else out there like this?  please, i need to know i'm not the only crazy one!  ;)

TAKE ME SWIMMING!

so much for subtle hints.

TA-DA!

well, we've got lots of winners out there, so here is your picture!  (if you'd like one for your fridge, autographed no less, send me your address :)

so the news is out, our family is about to grow.  me, i'm already growing at a rapid pace. apparently, this little one is trending large, fabulous.  due in June, Wyatt's little brother will be making his long awaited debut.  but in case you wanted a sneak preview - wave to the crowd, little guy!

see ya soon!