Friday, October 30, 2009
Some of you may know that I grew up in a very old house...I'm talking 150 years old (pretty sure it was built in 1852?). My family no longer lives there, but the stories we have from the house still get told frequently.
My parents bought the house before I was born for a ridiculously low price. It had been sitting completely empty for almost 20 years, but there was not a single broken window or sign of any vandalism, which they thought was odd. The day they moved in, the neighborhood kids asked my parents if they had seen him yet? The "him" they referred to was the "doctor". My parents thought nothing of it.
My mom had a just a few experiences before she had my sister and I, mostly just odd noises and such, but it wasn't until I was a little bit older that things really started getting spooky. My baby pj's would be laid out after my bath, even though my mom hadn't gotten them out. I would tell her about the man outside my window (on the second story), the man that could climb up our walls (I would see him when I was with her and tell her), and the biggest was my imaginary friend Cumminger.
Cumminger was (as I described him) an old man with a white pony tail, short pants, a ruffly shirt and buckles in his shoes. I would play games with him and have conversations with him. But one day when I was 4, I became scared of him. I'm not sure why, I don't remember much of him, but my mom said suddenly I would refuse to go into my room when he was there, and I didn't want her to leave Erin upstairs when he was there. My mom said that didn't last long, eventually my imaginary friend went away.
My sister also saw him when she was older. She told my dad one night that she was afraid to go to bed because of the man that was always sitting on the end of their bed when she walked past their room. She described my imaginary friend, Cumminger, perfectly. This kind of spooked my mom (ok, so she had been spooked for years by then), so she decided to do some research into our house. She learned that a Quaker doctor used to live in the house (our home town used to have a lot of Quakers) and that his name was...dum dum dum...Dr. Cummings. She also found a picture of him and guess what...his white hair was in a pony tail and he was wearing a ruffly shirt.
There are more stories than I have have enough room to write about...but there's always next year
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Julianna and the kids got to get candy from our friend Jeff who was working that day.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Sunday Night: Put Julianna to bed in her bed at 8pm, and she fell right asleep...SCORE! I went to bed at 10pm and at 10:15pm had Joe go put her in her crib...FAIL! I couldn't do it. I worked myself up thinking about what if she tried to stand up on her bed like she does in her crib and fell.
Monday Night: Joe wasn't home and I knew I couldn't do it alone, but I tried anyway. I layed Julianna in her bed at 7:30pm and in 30 seconds she was screaming. I caved and just put her in her crib. 30 seconds later she was screaming. After getting her calmed down and laying in bed with her for a few minutes, I decided to just put her in her crib for the night...FAIL!
Tuesday Night: Joe took Julianna up to bed at 8pm and layed down with her for a few minutes. He came back downstairs and she fell asleep on her own...SCORE! I managed to leave her in the bed when I went to bed, but I didn't sleep. Every noise she made I worried she was going to make it to the end of the bed and find the 1 foot of space where there wasn't a rail. I eventually fell kind of asleep, only to awaken at 1:30 to Julianna having a night terror (something new to her and kind of scary to us at first). After an hour of her not wanting me to leave her alone, Joe came in and took over. He managed to get her back to sleep sometime around 3:30 and put her in her crib so we could all get some sleep...FAIL!
Wednesday Night: We didn't have the energy to even try the bed...FAIL!
Thursday Night: Pretty much a repeat of Monday. Bed...crying...crib...crying...finally asleep...crib...FAIL!
Tonight: I didn't even try her bed, I am such a loser. I just didn't feel like dealing with it. I was so tired, so I put her in her crib and listened to her talk and sing to herself for a bit until she fell asleep...FAIL!
So how is her transition going? I would say all in all not horrible. We did manage to get her to fall asleep on her own in her bed a few times, unfortunately, it just didn't last a whole night. Tomorrow night, she'll be staying at Grandma and Grandpa K's, so we'll try again on Sunday...hopefully this time it will work!
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Ian, Ellie & Julianna (the girls were not thrilled with the leaves)
Monday, October 19, 2009
And daddy stepped up and rode with her.
Friday, October 16, 2009
Check out the hair! That wasn't from the wind!
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
First it took 2 nurses and Do O. over 30 minutes to find the heartbeat with the doppler. Talk about freaking out a little. I managed to stay relatively calm for the first 15 minutes or so, but then panic started to set in. To everyone in the room I'm sure I appeared calm, but not inside! Finally, Dr O. found the heartbeat and it was a good 149bpm.
He had decided that I wouldn't have an ultrasound this week, but after having such a hard time finding the heartbeat he changed his mind. Yay, more pics of the baby! During the ultrasound I learned Baby K weighs about 3 ounces, well above what a 13 week baby should. When Julianna was born she weighed quite a bit more than a 27 week baby should have. So apparently I grow big babies. Here are the pics from today (13 wks 5days).
Another good side shot.
He/she no longer looks like an alien, but like a REAL baby!
The next 3 weeks are going to be very long ones, but so glad that Baby K is doing so well!
Monday, October 12, 2009
Since we hadn't stayed at the camper in last few weeks, you would have thought Julianna was seeing a long lost friend, when she got out of the car she ran right over to her slide and spent most of her time playing on it.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Last Spring, before there was a bun in my oven, I did some massive research of what steps could be taken to be sure our next baby wasn't undercooked. I wanted to be sure that I found out as much information as possible. I made a list that consisted of 9 actions that could help my chances of having a full-term pregnancy.
Tonight I started making my list of questions for next week's OB appointment and I revisited that list. I was very pleasantly surprised to see how many of the actions have already taken place and others that are in the works for later in my pregnancy. Here's what I got to cross off my list:
- Monitor any 1st trimester bleeding closely-Dr. O took that situation very seriously and luckily it all turned out ok.
- Progesterone Supplements-Took those from weeks 4-12.
- Monitor for infections-Being done at every appointment.
- Ultrasound to monitor cervical length/get a baseline @ 9weeks-Done.
- Omega 3 Supplements-I am on a special prenatal that has DHA added in.
- P17 Injections-I start them in just 3 weeks.
The last 3 actions are ones that would be taken if things start to go in the wrong direction or if there is any cause for concern:
- fFN (fetal fibronectin test)-if this test comes back negative you have very high chances of not going into labor in the next 2 weeks. If it is positive, you may or may not go into labor.
- Cerclage-If I start to dilate or if my cervix thins at all I would have this done (I won't go into those icky details).
- Tocolytics-These are drugs they could give me if I do go into pre-term labor.
I was so excited to see that everything I thought should be done is being done. It makes me feel so much better! Now I feel as though if this baby decides it needs to make an early entrance, I at least did everything I could to thwart it's plans.
As we were getting ready to take Julianna to her Aunt Sandy's for the evening, I realized the last time we had been to a movie was before I was even pregnant with Julianna, over 2 years ago. Then I thought even harder and decided the last movie we actually saw in a theater was Pirates of the Caribbean: The World's End. Yep, 2 years ago. It's been 2 years since we went out with the sole purpose being that Joe and I have fun doing adult things.
Now we have had plenty of chances to do some adult only things, but they always have a not so fun purpose. The last time Julianna was babysat was 2 weeks ago and her grandma K watched her so we could clean the garage. Not exactly the fun you could consider a date.
So last night was a nice change of pace & we're hoping to have more date nights soon. If we don't get out now with only 1 kid, what are we going to do come spring when we have 2 of them?