Sunday, January 31, 2010
So off I went to the hospital and ta-da, a baby was born.
Now the pregnancy with Turtle has been very different, but that hasn't stopped me from constantly checking for swelling in my face, hands and feet.
I'm honestly a bit obsessed with it and my poor husband is suffering because I'm constantly making him stop whatever it is he's doing and check for the slightest sign of swelling.
I think that the preclampsia was helped along by the fact that I gained so much weight the last time and lately I've been gaining too much. I've gained more in the last month then I did my entire 1st and 2nd trimester.
Hence my worrying.
I'm googling everything I can about preclampsia and making myself a nervous wreck (who eats to feel better). Which you know never helps any situation, googling makes everything ten times worse.
Thankfully I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and there's only 19 days left of this pregnancy to get through.
Posted by SuZ at 2:48 PM
Saturday, January 30, 2010
You are no longer concerned with gaining too much weight. You could care less if you waddle when you walk. You're over people making comments about "Wow, you're ready to pop!" or "You haven't had that baby yet?"
I'm so there.
I'm not begging for this baby to be out of me (I'd like to keep her right where she is for 20 more days), I am just at the point in my pregnancy where all I want to do is sleep, eat and read.
Nothing wrong with that, right?
Yeah, I didn't think so.
Posted by SuZ at 1:49 PM
Monday, January 25, 2010
Sometimes during a crazy day of running errands and dealing with the constant picking up and cleaning up after a toddler, who is on the go go go go all day long can make you forget certain things.
Sometimes life just forces you to forget to be grateful.
Some of us are very lucky when we stop the madness spinning around us and remember how lucky we are.
How grateful we are.
I did that today.
I stopped what I was doing, took as deep of a breath as the Turtle would allow and remembered exactly what I was so lucky.
I have an amazing husband, a beautiful healthy toddler and a growing baby inside of me. We have a roof over our heads, a car to get us places, friends who love us and family constantly surrounding us.
So today I am thankful.
Posted by SuZ at 11:49 AM
Friday, January 22, 2010
With both pregnancies I adored (and am still adoring) my belly. It’s such a sign of being a woman.
And of course as your belly grows, people starts asking how big around you are.
Enter the Mommy Measure.
Cute measuring tapes where you can record your size as you grow… and grow!
It’s the perfect keepsake for your pregnancy, plus it’s received the Seal of Approval from the New Parent’s Guide and the Baby Planners.
From their website: The Mommy Measure creates a unique timeline of your pregnancy journey and allows you to compare measurements and experiences of previous or future pregnancies. The Mommy Measure can also be used to track your baby's first year of growth. Simply lay the Mommy Measure™ alongside your baby on a flat surface and mark their length and write special milestones
I love the Mommy Measure and was really pleased with the overall look and performance of it. It’s so simple; no one can screw it up! Plus it comes with a sharpie you can clip to the tape so you don’t have to waste time trying to find a pen to write on it with.
This post was done as a part of the Happy and Healthy Mom Product Review Team. Please see my full disclosure for more information.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Bad because I had morphed into Mean Mean Mommy (not to be confused with Bad Mommy who should simply be called Lazy Mommy).
Mean Mean Mommy is the one that snaps at her child when she turns into a drama queen over something as simple as washing her hair. Mean Mean Mommy is the one that at the end of the day has had enough.
She's also the one with a huge basketball in her belly, swollen feet, back pains and total exhaustion.
You know her, right?
The other night my child was in the shower and I reached for the shampoo bottle which in turn made her FLIP THE F OUT.
Someone (okay, it was me) got soap in her eye the other night and Roo hasn't forgotten about it since, hince the flipping out.
She started screaming like I was pulling her limbs from her body.
She screamed so loud that my husband, who was out in the barns, could hear her and came rushing in thinking something was seriously wrong.
Of course all he found was Mean Mean Mommy and her bad ass shampoo bottle.
In my defense, my toddler refuses to tilt her head back when I wash and rinse her head leading to shampoo running down her face if I'm not fast enough.
So I told her to get out of the shower and when she did I collapsed in tears because of the frustration of the whole thing.
I mean, I was only trying to get the spaghetti out of her hair. Was that really such a bad thing?
Did I really have to be dealt all those screams because I was trying to be hygeinic?
I cried and cried... and cried.
I felt guilty. I felt bad. I felt like a Mean Mean Mommy.
Of course, ten minutes later she had managed to make her way back into the shower where she happily played with her ducks and listened to everything I asked of her.
I hate how Mean Mean Mommy comes out of me lately with no warning. I know it's all because of pregnancy. I know it's hormones, but come on! Why? Why can't things be easier? I mean, if this is how the next four weeks are going to go, I'm going to be exhausted.
Posted by SuZ at 12:23 PM
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
In exactly one month our group of three will become four.
In one month, un-named baby will grace the world with her presence and make me a Mommy of two.
I am getting so excited about it. Sure, the past eight and a half months I've been excited, but when you have so long to go before the real changes occur you don't get super duper excited.
I am now super duper excited.
I'm going through my lists. I've washed all the baby clothes. I'm counting the diapers I have. I had a baby shower. All that is left is we need to put up the crib.
And then we'll be ready.
Ready to bring home an adorable bundle of joy, who will no doubt look exactly like her father.
I can't wait!
Posted by SuZ at 1:32 PM
Monday, January 18, 2010
(I know this because I tend to look like this and I only have one… for now).
Of course, there are Moms out in the world that look so fresh and awake that there’s no way they could have kids. But they do! And normally these hip, wide awake Moms have an army full of nannies, cooks and personal trainers.
Bravado Designs, a popular well loved nursing bra company has come out with a new line of nursing bras called Basics by Bravado. In honor of this, they are having a contest called, “Spot a Mom,” which is a sweepstakes where participating moms will be entered to win $500 worth of must-have items for their baby.
Here’s the jist on how to enter:
Find the nearest Target store in their area offering Basics by Bravado nursing wear (a complete store listing can be found on the site).
Visit the store and snap some pics of themselves finding the Basics by Bravado store display.
Email their photo, along with their name and contact details to email@example.com.
From their press release:
About Basics by Bravado
Basics by Bravado is an accessible, comfortable and functional nursing wear collection which includes a sleep bra, t-shirt bra and an inner wear camisole. The Basics by Bravado collection offers women who crave Bravado’s products and the knowledge of breastfeeding that come with them, an option that you can grab-and-go at an affordable price. Bravado is offering this collection as part of the company’s commitment that all mothers deserve a great nursing experience.”
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Too busy in my opinion.
Shouldn't we be sitting around like bumps on a log not rushing here, there and everywhere like crazy people?
This past month we took a trip to Grandma's, there Christmas, the freezing temperatures in your Native State and toys... oh, tons and tons of toys!
I've officially come to the conclusion that there's not another child in the world that has the amount of toys you do. So much so that I am putting my foot down and not purchasing you a single toy until your birthday (Your Daddy laughs at this).
You've also started to become a little difficult, meaning that if I tell you no your lower lips pouts out and the tears well up. I'm not a huge fan of this display because you've always been such an easy child and now all of a sudden, you've decided to test me.
Of course I stand strong because I am the adult and you are the child. This means I know what's best. I know you don't like it, but you might want to get use to it because I'm always going to be your Mom and I will probably always tell you what I think.
Don't worry, I still get it from Grandma. It's just something you live with as a daughter. :)
But you know what, you're still adorable. You still melt my heart with the things you do. Of course this is another thing that will never fail me.
In the next month big changes are coming to our household and hopefully you'll be as wonderful of a sister as I know you can be. I'm sure you will be kind to your new little sister, share your toys with her and help Mommy and Daddy out as much as you can.
I know you can do it. I have 100% faith in you.
I love you,
Friday, January 15, 2010
Posted by SuZ at 12:31 PM
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Tonight we're all going to the circus courtesy of an old friend that I haven't seen in... 14 years.
Did I mention we're going with her?
And for a brief second I panicked.
I mean, 14 years is a LONG time not to talk to someone and then be forced to make conversation. What if we don't get along? What if we can't find anything in common? What if it's awkward?
Like I said, for a brief second I panicked.
Then I remembered how much I loved and adored this girl when we were younger. She was a huge part of my life for years. She introduced me to Gone with the Wind. She taught me to write. She inspired me.
She was my other half.
Surely two people who had so much to do with life at such a pivotal point (the teenager years) won't have any road blocks in conversation when they meet up again for the first time in 14 years.
So since that moment I panicked (for a brief second), I've been filled with excitement. I've been filled with giddiness.
And I'm ready to put an end to a 14 year road hump.
Posted by SuZ at 12:42 PM
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
I'm becoming a bad Mommy.
I'm sure you've heard about that nasty winter storm that is ravaging the East. Yeah, it's in Florida and for the past week we've had freezing temperatures. I'm a Native and I live in Florida for the main reason that it's called THE SUNSHINE STATE. So when cold weather strikes, it leaves me shivering and hiding inside in front of my space heater with fur boats on and a funny hat on my head.
Unfortunately, my poor child is suffering because of my inability to deal with the cold. We've been inside most days for the past week and while I have been keeping up with the arts and crafts and the learnings of our colors, sometimes... like right now... I slack and become bad Mommy.
I sit in front of the computer working (um, twittering) while she watches cartoons.
Just thinking about bundling up and going outside makes my nose hurt (seriously!).
And if you do go outside, there's the wind. Oh, the wind! It's wicked, nothing that Florida is used to. I mean, we had SNOW the other day. SNOW! In Florida!
Thankfully we have warmer weather rolling in this weekend and I can break out the flip flops again (even if only for a day or two) and maybe I'll get back to normal... but damnit, this cold weather is making me super bad.
Please tell me I'm not alone.
Posted by SuZ at 11:52 AM
Sunday, January 10, 2010
You know that every two hours you'll wake (often seconds before it starts) to a crying, squalling, baby full of rage due to either hunger or a poppy diaper.
But did you know that pregnancy plays a funny joke on your from about say, 6 months until you bring that child into the world?
Even before the precious bundle exits your womb you'll be plagued with tossing and turning, endless wake up calls (thanks to your bladder), back pains and weird cramps that only go away if you eat tons of bananas.
Oh, and just to tell you like it truly is, you will tend to snore or drool... even if this is something you've never done before in your life.
For weeks I've been rolling all over our bed trying to find a comfortable spot that allows some relief from the back pain and stretch out so I can manage to get air into my poor compressed lungs. After I finally get settled, I tend to have to pee. Or I wake up startled to find my arm, pillow, blanket, my husband puddled with drool. Or the husband wakes me up because I'm snoring in his ear.
I swear, before children I never drooled or snored.
I like to think that this is pregnancy's ha-ha funny joke on me. That this is pregnancy's way of preparing me for what life is like with a newborn. But note to pregnancy: I've done this before!
I know what life is like with a newborn! I've been through it! This is my second go around! I know about the endless nights, the diapers, the feedings, all of it.
So how about you give me a break for the next five weeks and let me sleep? Please?
Yeah, I didn't think so.
Friday, January 8, 2010
I know nothing about formula.
But I do know that false advertising is a big no-no, especially when it comes to Moms. Moms make 90% (or in some cases 100%) of purchasing decisions in the household and we don’t like to get screwed.
According to MomSelect’s latest newsletter: "In a landmark federal court case, a jury verdict confirmed that Mead Johnson, the maker of Enfamil LIPIL Infant Formula, has engaged in false advertising by stating that store brand-infant formulas sold at Walmart, Target, CVS, Walgreens and other retailers, do not provide the same nutritional benefits as Enfamil.
The jury found that Enfamil advertisements were false and misleading, especially since store- brand formulas have the same nutrients at the same levels as Enfamil. In the process, they have exposed the truth about infant formula: store-brand infant formulas are nutritionally equivalent to, and confer the same developmental benefits as, the more expensive national brands like Enfamil. Buying a heavily marketed formula from a big pharmaceutical company does not get you any closer to breast milk. “
What exactly does this mean, you ask? Well, it means that because of the false advertising that went down Moms could have saved (potentially) over $600 by purchasing store brand formula instead of the fancy brands.
The official press release for the case can be found here: http://www.pbmproducts.com/press.aspx?ID=310
Additional information regarding the case can be found through the following links:
Remember the meaning for this information is to make sure that Moms know what’s going on and the fact that store brands are nutritionally the same as fancy brands infant formulas and they promote the same development benefits. Armed with the right information we can make better decisions for our children and our wallets.
Disclosure: Information for this blog was provided to be by MomSelect.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
The fact that I don't want to gossip about certain people gets me called mean. The small, simple events that happen with pregnancy that I leave out of conversations gets me the cold shoulder and a smart ass attitude.
And it's bugging the crap out of me.
I feel like I should apologize that I don't want to tell secrets like I use to or that I should beg for forgiveness because I want to keep private stuff private.
But that stubborn part of me just rolls my eyes and fights the urge to give everyone the finger.
It's a stupid to feel like you have to please everyone around you. Sure, I want everyone around me happy (and healthy) but does knowing about every tidbit in my life really equal happiness?
I try to ignore it. I try to get on with my life but apparently I'm not thinking things through as I should be and calling up everyone on my speed dial the second Roo does something cute. Or if my hubby sells a truck or if I have belly aches.
Is it really important to know so much about one person?
Maybe I should be flattered instead?
Or maybe I should just suck it up and ignore everyone who bitches and moans and give them the mental finger instead?
Posted by SuZ at 12:53 PM
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Cereal and me, we go hand in hand.
I literally wake up every morning, already starving and thinking about what I’m going to eat for breakfast. Plus I like variety so I tend to buy lots and lots of cereal. Hubby, not so much he tends to stick with one kind, but not me.
The only problem with me and my cereal is finding places to store it. It’s gotten so bad that we even put up a shelf in the dining room to store extra food.
But I’m getting off point.
You’ve always heard that breakfast is the most important meal of the day and you know what: it’s true!
Studies have shown that kids who eat breakfast perform better at school and the same goes for adults and work. Without breakfast your body can revolt. Your body actually expects you to refuel at certain times throughout the day and when you skip those meals (most importantly breakfast) you can grow crabby and that effects your whole day.
General Mills happens to be a favorite in the Not Your Typical Mommy household. Hello, Cheerios and toddlers go hand in hand.
General Mills' has posted some yummy facts about the benefits of eating cereal on their website: “Cereals are rich in important vitamins and minerals, yet lower in calories than many other common breakfast options.
Cereal eaters consume less fat, less cholesterol and more fiber than non-cereal eaters.
Ready-to-eat cereals also deliver important vitamins, minerals and nutrients, such as vitamins A, B6, iron, niacin and zinc, and cereal is a top source of key nutrients in children's diets.
Importantly, more frequent cereal eaters tend to have healthier body weights, and lower Body Mass Index measures (BMIs). It's true of men. It's true of women. It's true of kids. And that includes people who eat presweetened cereals.”
Plus, did you know that every General Mills Big G cereal contains at least 8 grams of whole grain per serving, and more than 20 General Mills cereals deliver 16 grams or more.
Kinda cool, huh?
Also it’s become a “goal” of General Mills to reduce the sugar in their cereal and for those of us with kids appreciate that effort.
To celebrate my love of cereal and General Mills I’ll be giving away two free boxes of General Mills cereal! All you need to do to enter this contest, which runs until January 13th, is leave me a comment about your favorite breakfast cereal.
Additional entries can be earned by becoming a public follower, tweeting about this contest or posting your own blog post about the contest. Please leave me a comment for each entry.
Winners will be notified via email, so please make sure you leave an email for me to contact you.
Good Luck to everyone who enters!
Disclaimer: All the facts, information about cereal and free coupons for this blog post were provided by General Mills. Please see my full disclosure statement for further information.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
At the time I was pregnant with Roo we were moving into a new house, dealing with this and that and making sure we had everything ready for her arrival. I also remember the swelling I had with her. Oh, it was soooo bad. So bad that I would stop halfway through my days to lay down and put my feet in the air for a few hours.
And oh, was it disgusting.
My calves, ankles and feet were like soft, squishy doughy rolls.
It. was. embarrassing.
My poor feet were so swollen that sometimes all I could sandwich my feet into were my husband's size 13 Crocs.
With Miss Turtle I've had none of that swelling... just a little chunk in my fingers but I think that's just because of my love of chocolate, not swelling.
You can't help but compare the pregnancies.
With Turtle I had the whole appendix bursting and the infections from surgery scars. I've gained only half of what I did with Roo, but I have more back pains, more odd pains in my belly for no good reasons and less energy.
With Roo I could go go go go go go go all day long... and I did!
With Turtle, I can barely make it out of my pj's before noon!
Thankfully I have a toddler that doesn't mind spending time in her pj's while we watch Dinosaur Train or play puzzles on the floor.
But just because they feel so different sometimes doesn't mean they are still pregnancies and come with the fun of having a baby bounce on your bladder all day long or crazy food cravings (no pickles though).
And just because they are so alike and yet so different doesn't mean they are anything but special and I feel blessed to be able to do what I'm doing.
Raising beautiful girls to tease the boys of the world.
Posted by SuZ at 9:51 AM
Monday, January 4, 2010
I wake up because of her (she can't fix her own cereal yet) and I drop dead exhausted at the end of the day because of her.
And now that there's another little baby coming into the picture, what will become of her?
What will happen when I can't drop what I'm doing to play horseys with Roo because I have to drop what I'm doing (mostly laundry) to take care of a squalling baby? Will she understand? If I can't get her a sammich fast enough because I have to nurse a baby instead? Will she throw a fit?
What will happen when the #1 in my entire world has no choice but to take a back seat?
Will she hate me?
Deep inside of me I'm not ready to give up the #1 spot to #2... Deep inside, I'm not sure I'm ready for #2 at all if it'll upset my #1.
Am I making sense?
I love Roo so damn much it hurts, it makes me want to cry... and now I have to find room in my life, in my heart, for another baby.
Will it be as easy as everyone says it will?
Will I be able to love them both equally? Will I be able to love them at the same time while one is nursing and while one is demanding Hot Wheelz?
Am I strong enough to do all of this and find time to sleep?
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Writing 2010 is kinda freaky to me in some sense.
Especially because this is the year I turn thirty.
But, there's a lot to be looking forward to in 2010.
1- A BRAND NEW BABY.
2- A potty trained toddler (IT WILL HAPPEN THIS YEAR!).
3- See #1 & #2
Plus there's my new years resolution to save money.
Oh and I have to lose all this baby weight... maybe run a 5K, start a new business venture with the hubby, buy a horse or two, maybe go on vacation?
But I am going into 2010 with a fresh mind. An open and fresh mind.
Happy New Years Everyone!
Posted by SuZ at 1:26 PM