Sunday, October 29, 2006
Family Fun
Whew...my mom and stepdad just left to go home. They've been here since Wed. afternoon and we had such a good time. We went to the Georgia Aquarium, which was MOBBED because of the NASCAR race that is happening this weekend right up the way from our home. Knowing and caring nothing at all about NASCAR, we didn't think about this before we left. Oh well. Andrew had a ball looking at all the beautiful fishies. He would slap the glass every time he got close enough, which I'm sure made the employees just SO happy. At least he had fun. :) I never thought I'd say this, but I really wish my family lived closer. They all adore Andrew so much, and he just loves them right back...I would love for them to see him more and know him more. At least we're lucky enough that they care to make the 4-5 hr trip to come see us so often. I know so many people whose parents just don't make the effort to know their grandkids, so I know how very, very lucky we are.The time change had me all stressed out, because I know how my guy's internal clock is set, and keeping him up later than normal does NOTHING to make him sleep later. In fact, its quite the opposite. The later he goes to bed, the earlier he wakes up the next morning. Definitely NOT a trait he got from me. Anyway, sure enough, he woke up at 5 am this morning, but he was babbling and laughing, so I didn't go get him. Bad mommy? Hey, he went back to sleep and slept until 6:45 am so it worked for us! I would have gone to get him had he cried, but he never did. Cool beans. I just hope it wasn't a one-time thing and everything continues to go so well. Maybe I shouldn't hold my breath, because I swear he's about to cut a tooth. Drooling like a maniac and FUSSY today. Chewing on everything like he's some kind of beaver, too. I'm on the lookout for a tooth coming through any day now...
I moved the PNP downstairs so he could have a safe place to play while I did stuff around the house. I didn't know how he'd do with being confined, but there's lots of toys in there, and he can be at eye level with the dog, so he's LOVING it. Its so great! I wish I'd thought of this earlier!
Anyway, gotta run...Fussy boy needs a hug.
| posted by Anna at 5:23 PM
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
POAS/BFN/AF
Woohoo! After all this stressing out, the condom companies were right - 99.9% effective and I'm not preggo! (((BIG sigh of relief here))) Of course, as I predicted, about 3 hours or so after POAS and getting the BFN, AF decided to show up. Ah, well...At least it was a cheapie test. Made me feel much better to see the negative result! I mean, I'm well aware that a BFP does NOT mean there will actually be a baby in 8-9 months, but it sure does scare me to think that there might be one that soon...I'm just not ready yet.Anyway, for the three people out there who read this blog and care, I'm not pregnant! Yay! Andrew gets to be the baby for a little while longer!
| posted by Anna at 7:22 AM
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Ummm....
I'm officially 3 days late. Well, 3 days late according to the incredibly regular pattern my cycles have taken on ever since Andrew arrived. Why, oh why couldn't I have been this regular and predictable BEFORE? Its driving me crazy. Am I pregnant? Or is it just my body working out the kinks and returning to its crazy, unpredictable state? My mind just can't deal with the possibility that, after a year and three cycles of Clomid to conceive Andrew, that it might be easy with the second. No, I have not tested. And now that I'm blogging about this, AF will probably show up. I hope she does. With the lengths we've gone to in order to avoid conceiving right now, it would be a MIRACLE if I am preggo. I mean, I'll have a church meeting and tell everyone this baby is sent right from God if I AM pregnant. But, I have to say, this scare has proven to me that I'm just not ready for another child. I mean, if I'm pregnant I'll gladly take the challenge. I'm pro-life, and I mean REALLY pro-life. I was raped at 14 and was even pro-life with faced with the possiblity of pregnancy back then, so having a second child with my dear-sweet-wonderful husband is a no-brainer. But if I have a choice, I'd rather wait. Andrew is just so much fun. And soooooo easy. Even when I complain about ear infections and colds and getting up at 3 am to settle him down after he's awakened himself by rolling over, I still love the kid more than life itself. I actually enjoy the midnight cuddles and the way he needs me when he's not feeling right. I love the way he buries his face in my neck and breathes that big, contented sigh. It just wouldn't be fair to him to already have to be the older child. He deserves to get all the hugs and kisses and attention for a while...I don't know. This is just so random. Here's hoping AF shows up soon. And if not, well...God grant me the strength to do this thing (and do it RIGHT!)...
| posted by Anna at 11:16 AM
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Sleeping Like a Baby
A newborn baby, that is. Up ALL THE TIME. Apparently the "cold" I thought Andrew had was indeed a raging ear infection. His temp shot up to about 102 on Monday afternoon (and that was after having Tylenol all day, every 4 hrs), so at bedtime I started him on Motrin. No help. We were up ALL.NIGHT.LONG. I think we both got about 30 minutes of sleep. He was just whimpering and fussing, and there was nothing I could do except wait until the next dosage time. I felt so helpless. He was burning up, and at 6 am his temp was 103. I took him to the ped as soon as they opened on Tuesday morning, and the doc immediately checked his ears and said "ear infection!" He got a shot of antibiotics to bring the fever down immediately, and has started a 10-day regimen of the meds. He's doing SO much better now, but still waking up every two hours. All he needs is to be patted or rocked and he goes right back down, but MAN am I tired. Three nights of little to no sleep is wearing me thin. I kept him home from playgroup today since the fever has weakened his little immune system and he still needs the rest and lots of cuddling. I don't want him to get any other cute little baby sick or catch anything from anyone else since he's not fully recuperated*...He was never sick before starting the Mom's Club. He loves the other babies and the socialization, so I don't want to quit the club but I do hate that he's been sick twice now. I guess twice in nearly 8 months is not bad, though...right? And the colds will only help to make his immune system stronger, right?Anyway. Gotta run. The prince has awakened!
*Edited to add the words in italics since I apparently left it out in my sleep-deprived state earlier and made it sound like I was mad at the Mom's Club or something. I'm SO not mad or anything. I know this is a totally normal thing and keeping him away from other people is NOT what I want. He and I both would get so bored staying around the house all the time!
| posted by Anna at 2:20 PM
Monday, October 16, 2006
Little Pumpkin Hat!
Kristin has graciously sent Andrew the cutest little pumpkin hat I've ever seen! I told him all about her Thomas as I put it on him. He normally hates hats, but absolutely adores this one! Its a special hat indeed!! 
P.S. Andrew's recent fussiness appears to be from a bad cold coming on...not teething, as I had suspected. He's been feeling very badly today, so that's why he appears to have red eyes and a red nose. Poor kid.
| posted by Anna at 2:48 PM
Big Stuff
Big stuff is happening in the Irvin household. Yesterday was the first public service of the new church my husband is pastor of...We had @ 75 in attandance! This is great, considering all the people there were really interested in returning next Sunday. Its been a long time coming, and basically everything that's happened in our lives the past two years has been leading up to this event, so to have it behind us now is kind-of weird. It went really well, though, and Chris did a great job speaking. His sermon was entitled "Married....With Children" and it was great. Lots of humor, but lots of truth. Anyway, now that the stress/anxiety/excitement is behind us, I feel like I can relax a little and just get on with life. :)Andrew is great...He's been fussy, which I'm chalking up to teething, frustration with trying to crawl (he currently pushes his head into the carpet and propels himself with his feet, or just scoots backwards), and basically just feeding off the anxiety we've been feeling for the past week. He's still a very happy baby, though, just with a few more fussy episodes than normal. I think (I hope) it will pass soon.
Anyway, I went to bed last night at 9 pm and Chris got up with Andrew so I slept until 7 am, so thats 10 hours of sleep! So why am I sleepy? Andrew just went down for a nap, but I want to nap too! So wrong. I think I'll go start some laundry or something. TTFN!
| posted by Anna at 7:39 AM
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Arrrgh...
I have this whole post in my head after reading Cat's recent blog entry regarding breastfeeding, but alas...Andrew is fussing so I must return later. Til then...check out her blog!
| posted by Anna at 8:38 PM
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Wiggles and Wishes
We're getting closer to crawling...I think. Andrew is SUCH a wiggleworm these days. He is scooting backwards, which of course freaks him out and frustrates him to no end that he's getting FARTHER from the toys instead of closer. He's rolling to get from point A to point B, but that gets tiring, so more screaming ensues. I pick him up and carry him around, and he loves that for all of about 30 seconds. Then he's struggling to get out of arms, then screaming when he succeeds. Sitting up is cool for about 2 minutes, until he realizes that he's not MOVING, so more fussing must begin. I'm worn out. I love this kid, but I can't wait until he figures this out and can move on his own. Wait, maybe I can. I have a feeling I'll never be able to sit down again once he does. Hmmm. Ah well. He's so stinkin' cute and happy, and makes the most adorable little sounds (no, the screaming is NOT one of those endearing sounds)...I just love him to pieces. So much my heart feels like its going to explode. I feel so lucky to have him in my life. I don't know if its because of the miscarriage, or because I know so many who have struggled or continue to struggle for this very thing, but I feel as if I just can't take a second for granted. I enjoy every single day with him, and its crazy but I actually MISS him when he's sleeping. Sometimes I have to restrain myself from going to his room and waking him up when he's napping, just so I can enjoy his company. Sometimes I want to try co-sleeping, even though we tried that and it SUCKED (he thinks our bed is a playground, not a place of rest)...I just want to be close to him and touch him and cuddle him all the time. I carry him in the Bjorn all the time when we're out, because I don't like letting him sit in the cart. He loves to be closer to people's faces, and I want him close to my heart. Is that weird? He's just growing up way too fast, and while that's a lot of fun to watch, I dread the day he says "Mom, put me down!" or "EEEWWW, mom, don't kiss me in public!" Sigh. I wish I could stop time some days.
| posted by Anna at 1:58 PM
