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She’s here! May 2, 2012

Filed under: Genevieve — teamerickson @ 7:08 pm

And I’m finally getting up a post about it. 🙂

Genevieve Elaine arrived on April 22 at 5:03am. And if you’ve been paying attention to my previous posts, you’ll know that she shares a birthday with her Grandpa Les and Great Grandma June! What a great day to be born!

The details are being written in what is turning out to be a very long post, but wanted to let ya’ll know she’s doing well and so am I!

Here’s a pic for ya!

 

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I spoke too soon April 17, 2012

Filed under: Gunnar — teamerickson @ 8:51 pm

Disclaimer: This is long, but I wrote it so I could have a true history of what happened the week before Genevieve got here. Maybe she’ll read it someday and we can all have a good laugh about it.

I actually wrote my update for today last night. Yep, I’m a cheater.

I had some extra time on my hands because J needed to head out to Home Depot for some things, so I thought writing my update ahead of time and scheduling it to post today would be an awesome idea. And truth be told, it was, considering I could not have written it this morning.

You see, my “worst moment of the week” had not quite concluded…

At around 9 pm I started to hear Gunnar cry up in his room. It didn’t seem like a big deal and he wasn’t screaming or really upset, so I let it go for about 10 minutes. Normally I would have just continued to let it go, but something told me I should go check on him.

I walked upstairs and opened his door and was immediately hit with THE STENCH. Oh the stench. And that’s when you know either there’s poop all over the place or there’s vomit all over the place.

Oh God please let it be poop.

Nope. No such luck. Vomit was everywhere.

Now, luckily I’m the type of gal who can just pull it together when it comes to bodily fluids and get things done. So I picked up my sad little guy, stripped him down, and threw him in the bath, much to his delight. He was tired, but playing happily so I had J sit with him while I dealt with THE STENCH.

I stripped the crib, cleaned the carpet, and re-made everything in lightning fast fashion. I gave J some new PJ’s, lotion, and a towel and he took care of things in that department.

As J was putting the new PJ’s on Gunnar, he started to cough and then vomited all over the bathroom floor. Fantastic.

So we threw those PJ’s into the growing laundry pile and got him some fresh ones. Then I sat down with him in the rocking chair and hummed to him. He threw up a couple more times, but then fell asleep on me.

“Sweet victory!” I thought to myself, and began cleaning up the mess in the bathroom.

A couple minutes into that I heard it again – the retching and coughing followed by crying. Oh my poor baby!

I rushed in once again and picked him up, changed him out of his PJ’s (this time there wasn’t much that came up so I just used a diaper wipe to clean him up), and changed his sheets. By now the laundry pile had reached the two-load size. Yippy.

I took my sad little guy downstairs and set him down. He immediately began playing with his toys like nothing was wrong. And nothing was wrong except that it was now 10pm and my kid is throwing up and there is no end in sight and he should be in bed and mama should too! So I turned on Netflix to Sesame Street and we watched an episode, because what else do you do with a sick kid when you don’t want to put him back in bed for fear he’ll vomit again and you’ll run out of sheets and blankies and teddy bears?

And he continued to vomit about every 10-15 minutes. Nothing big as his stomach was almost empty by that time, but man it was sad to watch.

J, my strong and faithful support, finally went to bed around midnight or so and I stayed up with sick-o.

All in all, we watched about 5 hour long episodes of Sesame Street. It’s not bad TV. Pretty educational. Sometimes funny. And Gunnar really enjoyed an episode that had balloons in it. He kept saying, “Boon? Boon?” He was pretty excited about that.

Around 2 am he seemed to be slowing down on the vomiting and he was yelling at me for water, so I decided to give him a little Pedialyte. I gave him just a taste and he swallowed it in no time at all and handed me his sippy back, demanding more. Uh-oh. I knew it wasn’t a good idea, but I gave him a little more and let him guzzle it again. About 10 minutes later it all came rushing back up. The good part of this was that he learned his lesson. He didn’t ask me for any more water.

I waited for a while longer to make sure he wasn’t going to throw up again, and around 3:15 am I finally dropped him peacefully into bed. He was exhausted and went right out.

I cleaned up a couple more things and hopped into bed around 3:30 am, thinking I was safe to sleep till at least 9 the next morning.

Again, nope. No such luck.

I first heard the chatter around 7 am. I rolled out of bed and walked into his room around 7:15. And my sad little guy from the night before had suddenly turned into a crazy fireball of spunk and fun and energy. Yay. Oh yay.

J had to head off to work, so I was on my own. But before he left he pointed out to me, most encouragingly, that it’s better to have a crazy fireball of spunk than a crazy fireball of vomit. Yes, J. Good point. Good point.

Gunnar sucked down a couple sippies full of Pedialyte and was happy as a clam. I turned on the Today Show, put up the baby gate in the living room, and stretched out on the floor with a pillow. Right around 8:30 am Gunnar whined, crawled up in my lap, and put his head down. I asked him if he wanted to go night-night and he nodded, so I carried him upstairs and he knocked right out. Praise the good Lord!!

I crawled into my bed at 9:30 and knocked out too. Around 1:30 pm I heard some chatter again, so I checked my phone and called J real quick to update him. By the time that conversation was done Gunnar’s chatter was gone and my buddy was out again. So I took a shower and got ready. Kiddo was still out so I just waited.

Finally around 2:30 or 3 Gunnar woke up. Yep, that’s a 6 hour nap!! I went in to grab him and again smelled THE STENCH.

Oh God, please let it be poop. Please let it be poop!

And it was!!!!!!!!

It wasn’t all over the place, but it had leaked out of his diaper, so I changed that along with his pants and the sheets and we were once again good to go.

He didn’t eat much the rest of the day, just a couple bites of toast and a little bit of rice and beans, but he kept sucking down the fluids and hasn’t thrown up at all so I’m going to guess we are out of the woods now.

And he went to bed at 6 pm. Out like a light. Nice!

What a week this has been!!! I need my mom to get here. And I need J to stay healthy. He’s been doing a fantastic job keeping me sane and well. He’s been cleaning and running errands to the store and fixing meals and more. What a guy!

Lord, please protect my family from any more sickness and disease. Keep us all healthy so we can be ready for the new baby. Amen.

 

TWOsday Update Week 39! Woot!

Filed under: TWOsday Updates — teamerickson @ 10:11 am

How far along?:  39 weeks and counting. Only 1-ish left! Wow, my due date is in one week. ONE WEEK. Wow. Wow. Wow. Am I ready? Who the heck knows? Like I said last week, it’d be real nice of Genevieve to wait until at least tomorrow so my mom will be here by the time we’re out of the hospital. But hey, if she comes today, whatevs. I’m getting so excited to meet her!

Maternity clothes:  Well I’ve been in sweats the past four days, so not much to say here. 🙂 I was sick over the weekend (see “Worst moment this week”) and I’m mostly recovered now, but not to the point where I want to change out of my sweats.

Stretch marks:  The ones I had with Gunnar are beginning to slowly (very slowly) grow. But it’s ok. I’ve settled in my mind that they’re my battle scars. I’ll be proud of them.

Sleep:  Slept like a rock on Friday night, but I’ve had a hard time falling asleep for the past two nights. And last night I had a horrible dream that Gunnar was diagnosed with some sort of breathing disease and that he died. It was terrible! I was bawling in my dream. Just horrible. When I heard him cry through the monitor this morning I said a huge thank you prayer to God that he’s still alive and breathing and just as fun as can be! He really cheered me up after my bad night. Here’s hoping I sleep better tonight. I need it!

Best moment this week:  Honestly, my best moment was probably hearing that I was not in labor and Genevieve was surely not on her way on Friday night. Another great moment was on Sunday when my friend Kelly stopped by and dropped off a sweet card, some beautiful flowers, and some ginger ale! So thoughtful of her! And so nice to see someone outside of my family since I’d been cooped up for a couple days.  (Thanks Kell! 🙂 ) And if you’re confused about what I just wrote, see my worst moment…

Worst Moment this week:   See my last post by clicking here. Because of this, I lost about 5 lbs. Don’t worry peeps, not a big deal for me. And who knows – I may have it back by the end of the week.

Movement:  Genevieve kept me up for a good while last night. She was excited about something. Not sure what. She was poking at my belly so hard I thought she might break my water! No such luck. 🙂 Needless to say, for the most part she isn’t moving quite as much cause it’s so tight in there, but when she does, boy howdy do I feel it!

Food cravings/aversions:  Cranberry juice. Weird, I know. But after the weekend I’ve had it totally makes sense. My body just wants fluids and cranberry juice sounds sooo good! I don’t really crave food quite yet, but there are certain things I definitely don’t want to eat.

Belly Button in or out?:  Just continuing to get flatter and flatter. Boy it looks weird. Gunnar still loves it though!

What I miss:  Eating. Ha! But it’s not baby girl’s fault. It’s the sickness.

What I am looking forward to:  My mama getting here on Friday morning! Then I’ll have my doctor appointment Friday afternoon and they’ll strip my membranes to see if we can get things started. Woohoo!

Milestones:  Genevieve is about 7-8 lbs and 19-21 inches, plus or minus on both those stats. She’s definitely not going to grow any bigger from here on out, so the good news is she’s at max capacity. And so am I! She’s still developing in there, but she’s not doing anything that she can’t do from the outside now. She’s just waiting for the perfect moment to make her entrance…

Symptoms:  Still nesting! Not quite as much the last couple days because of the sickness, but I did do the self-clean thing on my oven. Whoo! Also cleaned the floors and the living room and did a little laundry. Hoping to finish cleaning my stove top tomorrow. Whatever I can do without over-doing it!

 

Oh what a night! April 16, 2012

Filed under: Pregnancy — teamerickson @ 12:54 pm

Friday night was exciting. Yep.

I woke up Friday morning around 4am with a pretty serious stomach flu. I won’t go into detail here, but let’s just say bodily fluids were violently coming out of me at rates never before seen.

I struggled with this bug all day. I didn’t leave my room except to run to the bathroom at least once an hour.

(J stayed home and took care of Gunnar and me, and he was super sweet about it too. Praise God for good husbands!)

Well anyway, it was about 5pm and I finally got some fluids down and they stayed there… for a while. Then around 8pm those same fluids came rushing back up and out. I was so discouraged!

J had left around 6:30 for our Young Marrieds Bible study group. I told him to go because I thought I’d just sleep and be fine.

Well, right around 9pm I started having some pretty regular contractions. I began timing them and they were around 3 or 4 minutes apart. NOT GOOD. Especially since that was the way my labor started with Gunnar.

I called J and told him to hurry up and get home. When he was home we timed my contractions and they were 2:40 apart. Really NOT GOOD!

I called my doc and told her what was going on and she told me I’d better get to the hospital. She also said it was probably just false labor caused by my serious dehydration, but that I needed some fluids to make those contractions stop.

My good friend Candace came over and picked up Gunnar and took him to her house for the night (thanks Candace!) and J and I headed out on the road to the hospital. Another good friend of mine, Ashleigh, who wants to be a doula someday, met us at the hospital for support. (I told Ashleigh that if I go into labor before my mom gets here I’m going to need a woman who I know in there with me and she was more than happy to be my support person. J’s great and all, but come on, sometimes you just need a girlfriend around. 🙂 )

When we got to the hospital I climbed up in the bed and the nurse immediately hooked me up to an IV and started dripping a saline solution into my blood. Once that bag was out, my contractions began to slow and to ease up. I was so happy too, cause at that time of night (it was probably midnight by then) I would NOT have been able to push a baby out. And I really don’t want to end up with an emergency C-section because of something as stupid as a little flu bug.

The nurse was a lot happier by then with how I was looking, but she still wasn’t completely sure about our baby girl. So she gave me half a bag of glucose and we all crossed our fingers hoping that would do the trick.

And it did! Genevieve’s heart rate went back to normal (it was really high because of the dehydration) and she was kicking her heels up like a toddler on a sugar high.

PRAISE GOD! I did not want to have a baby in the condition I was in Friday night.

The nurse released us when she saw both mom and babe were doing well and sent us home. We pulled up to our house around 2am and J and I both crashed and had one of the best night’s sleep in a loooong time. (Gunnar stayed at Judah and Candace’s house and had fun playing with their little boy, Elijah, the next morning.)

Saturday I had mostly liquids all day, but right around 5pm I started to crave a spicy chicken sandwich from Chik-fil-a. I don’t even eat there a lot, but it sounded so good! So J, Gunnar, and I packed up in the car and went for a little drive. It was nice to finally get out of the house. I only ate half my sandwich, but it was so good! And it stayed down. The only negative – I got some pretty good heartburn from it. 🙂

Sunday I stayed home from church and slept in till 11am, so J took Gunnar to church by himself. J brought me home a donut, which I ate with glee! Then later on that night I had about a cup of homemade BBQ chicken salad.

This morning I ate a very small bowl of cereal and half an apple. So far, so good.

I’m focused now on regaining my strength for the labor that I know is coming soon! It could be anytime now! It’d be nice to hold off on it for a couple more days or more, but I could probably handle it now. Women have had to endure worse!

Thanks to all my family and friends for their prayers and support! I’ve needed it! Will let you know when she comes!!

 

Quick Poll… April 10, 2012

Filed under: Pregnancy — teamerickson @ 2:23 pm

 

 

TWOsday Update Week 38

Filed under: TWOsday Updates — teamerickson @ 2:12 pm

How far along?:  38 weeks and counting. Only 2-ish left! We are down to the wire, folks. This baby could come at any moment. I am personally hoping she holds on till the 22nd so she’ll be born on my dad and grandma’s birthday. Plus, my mom would be here for the birth if it were that day. And I am really, really hoping she doesn’t come until at least a week from today. That way my mom will be here when we get out of the hospital with Genevieve, so she can be here to help me with Gunnar. That’s probably the most stressful thing I have to think about right now: What the heck am I going to do with Gunnar if my mom isn’t here when Genevieve is born (or shortly thereafter)??? I really can’t imagine being at home by myself with a toddler and a newborn.

Now comes the question: Why wouldn’t J be able to help? Well, the plan is that he’ll take off the two days that we are in the hospital, but then he’ll go right back to work so that he can take his two weeks of paternal leave when his parents get here at the beginning of May. We have big plans to install a concrete patio and put sod down in the backyard, so he wants to use his two weeks off to work on home projects.

And all the ladies said, “Yes and Amen!

Maternity clothes: Oh I can’t wait to be out of them. I have a feeling it might be a while after Genevieve is here, but that’s ok. Losing any amount of weight will be encouraging compared to the weekly gain I’ve had over the past 9 months or so. I can’t remember what normal jeans feel like, though I can guarantee that they are a lot less comfortable. Haha! Yet they look so much better. So anyway, here’s to skinny jeans sometime in the next year! Or more if it takes longer! Or whenever! I’d just like to fit into my pre-Gunnar jeans again someday.

Stretch marks:  The ones I had with Gunnar are beginning to slowly (very slowly) grow. But it’s ok. I’ve settled in my mind that they’re my battle scars. I’ll be proud of them.

Sleep: My dreams have quieted down a little bit this week, but the funny thing is that J’s dream have gotten weird. I think he’s having sympathy dreams for me. 🙂 In other sleep news, last night I tossed and turned for a good portion of the night and woke up a few times to go potty. I can’t wait till I can sleep through the night again. Maybe Genevieve will be an early good sleeper and it’ll happen sooner than I think! I can always hope!

Best moment this week:  Easter! We had a great time on Saturday morning with Gunnar doing his first ever Easter Egg Hunt. He mostly got the concept, which made it pretty exciting. We put one Goldfish Cracker in each plastic egg and let him go to town. I know, not the most traditional thing to do, but he’s more of a savory guy than sweet, just like his daddy. And he never gets Goldfish at home, only at church, so the Goldfish were a welcome surprise.

Gunnar gets the eggs in the bucket with a little help from Dada.

He was super excited about eating his Goldfish Crackers

Easter Sunday at church was also pretty fun. J got up early to make breakfast for all the church volunteers and Gunnar and I got there in time to enjoy his hard work. 🙂 J and I worked in the toddler room for one of the services, then were able to sit and listen to another one. So we had a pretty busy time at church, but it was a great service. After church we headed over to our friends Judah and Candace’s house for Easter dinner. Our friends Phil and Kiffen, and Donald and Megan also came. Candace made a leg of lamb (which I had never had before and was delicious!!), J made a tri-tip and smoked a turkey breast, and everyone else brought yummy sides. We ate and ate and ate some more. By the end I was stuffed, but I still managed to have a piece of Candace’s homemade cheesecake. It was so good!! Then we all went home and went to bed early. 🙂

Our beautiful Easter dinner table all set and ready for food!

Worst Moment this week:  Same day. On Easter Sunday while J and I were working in the toddler room I accidentally stepped on Gunnar’s pinky with the heel of my high heeled shoe. (Yes, pregnant and heels can work together, and it actually helps alleviate back pain too!) Now, when I say I stepped on his pinky, it wasn’t just a quick miss-step, then I jumped off. I actually didn’t even realize I was on his pinky because he was behind me on the ground and I was holding another kid and opening the door for another gal to come in to the room. So I was standing on his pinky for a good while. I didn’t hear him screaming because there was no scream. It was one of those things where it’s so painful that your whole body just shakes and you gasp for air. Anyway, J finally realized what was going on and shoved me aside. Poor Gunnar had a good sized indentation on his pinky, but he could still move it just fine. He cried for a few minutes, but then ran off to play with the other kids. I felt so bad for him! It’s one thing when your kid falls or hurts themselves, but it’s a whole other thing when they get hurt and it’s all your fault. Mom fail!

Movement:  She’s still movin’ and a shakin’ in there. I’m pretty sure she’s still sunny side up too, since I think I feel her feet at the front of my belly. Ah well. She’ll come out somehow, someway, sometime.

Food cravings/aversions:  A good friend of mine, Julie, came over and brought me some of her homemade red velvet cake yesterday. She made it for a church event that she thought was going to be on Easter weekend, but it turns out its next weekend. So I am the very lucky/blessed/privileged recipient of the best red velvet cake I’ve ever had. Yay!!

Belly Button in or out?:  Just continuing to get flatter and flatter. Boy it looks weird. Gunnar still loves it though!

What I miss:  SLEEPING. I haven’t even been taking naps lately because I’ve been nesting while Gunnar is napping. Maybe not the best idea, but I’ve gotta do something to get this place in order before the baby comes!

What I am looking forward to:  My doctor appointment tomorrow afternoon. We’ll see if I’ve dilated anymore and check on how things are going. I think they’ll ask if I want them to strip my membranes to see if we can get the girl to come out, but as I said earlier, I’m not quite ready since my mom is still a week and a half away from being here.

Milestones:  Genevieve is right around the 7 lb. mark this week! (Gunnar was 7 lbs. 13 oz. when he was born.) She’s pretty much ready for her arrival as she’s developing surfactant in her lungs now. Surfactant is what will help her breathe, because it keeps the lungs from sticking together. I can’t wait to meet this little girl!

Symptoms:  This week it’s all about the nesting. I’ve been cleaning like a mad-woman. But I have to say I’m super excited about it because all of my laundry is done AND put away (I know!!), the basement is clean and ready for my mom to stay in it, and Genevieve’s clothes are all organized in her dresser and the bigger sizes are in labeled boxes stored away in the closet. Only a few more things on my to-do list and my house will be sparkling and ready for a new baby!

 

Real quick update April 4, 2012

Filed under: Pregnancy — teamerickson @ 9:34 pm

Went to the doctor today for my 37 week appointment. I’m officially 2-3 cm dilated now! Woohoo! Gained about 1 cm in the past week. So again, just waiting. Next doctor appointment is next Wednesday so we’ll see if I get to an official 3 cm.

Again, this has no bearing on when the baby will actually come. Could still be 3 weeks away. I have a feeling she’s at least 2 weeks away. I could be wrong, but I just don’t think she’ll be coming before then.

My greatest hope is that she’ll come on my dad and grandma’s bday on April 22. Not only will my mom be here, but how cool would it be to have the baby share a bday with two of my favorite people.

My greatest fear is that she’ll come tomorrow and not only will my mom not be here, but I’ll have a little over 2 weeks to figure this out by myself before she does get here. Oh mama, get here fast. Oh baby, hang on till grandma’s here. 🙂