There is a sticker monster on the loose!
Bucket is so in love with her baby sister. She always looks forward to an open opportunity to decorate her.
This kinda reminds me of the time when Butter decorated her little sister.
5/29/12
Never Leave Your Baby Unattended.
Bucket is so in love with her baby sister. She always looks forward to an open opportunity to decorate her.
This kinda reminds me of the time when Butter decorated her little sister.
5/25/12
Introducing...
My BFTKC has already dubbed our new baby's blog name Shovel, but Dad was thinking she should be called Barrel... What is your vote?
Just as a refresher, we don't use our real names on the blog...
We have Mr. Pilot and Mom plus
Belle, Boy, Peanut (or Sis), Butter, Pops, and Bucket
and, leave your ideas in the comments!
5/24/12
I have a 10 pound baby.
I am sorry for my terrible slowness at sharing pictures of our beautiful baby! Our computer broke right after she was born and it had to stay at the Apple place until fixed.
Baby is two weeks old today, and a whopping 10 lbs 2 oz! I think that is incredible since Bucket was 10 pounds even at her 2 month appointment. Crazy!
Baby is two weeks old today, and a whopping 10 lbs 2 oz! I think that is incredible since Bucket was 10 pounds even at her 2 month appointment. Crazy!
If there were a record for the most kissed newborn, she definitely wins the prize. She could quite possibly be the most loved, kissed, hugged, and held baby there ever was.
She is very content, and never even has a chance to cry. We love her so much!
5/16/12
I wish I could tell you our new baby's name...
A new baby is here!
Exactly on time, and exactly perfect. I'll get around to posting the entire labor story when I am not sleep deprived, but here is the short version:
I had my 39 week appointment on Wednesday and my doc asked me if I wanted her to "get things started." I knew she'd be asking since she already told me that they don't like VBAC's going past 39 weeks, and I knew I'd be tempted to say yes. Since I was trying really hard to be patient, I brought all of my children to my appointment to hold me accountable ;~) and she agreed to let me wait another week.
Imagine my surprise then the next morning things started all on their own!
After arriving at the hospital too early, we left so I could labor more comfortably~ in the van.
We arrived back at the hospital in the perfect amount of time. No time at all! No iv, no monitors, no pressure gauges, no being forced to lay on my back in the bed. No doctor.
Just 12 minutes in the hospital and our baby arrived!
Can you read that scale? 9 pounds 12 ounces and 19 3/4 inches.
A whopping 2 pounds bigger than my previously biggest baby!
Hello Biggest Sister!
Baby is so big, the hat the Belle made is too small!
Yet another perfect detail, Dad was right by my side to welcome this new precious life.
So blessed!
And hello to biggest brother!
This baby is big and strong!
Baby's first morning in the Word with daddy.
All right, I'll tell you, we have a new baby GIRL! We kept the entire family in suspense because the children wanted to find out together if they had a new brother or sister. She was born at 4:42pm on Thursday and we were able to leave the hospital around 9:30 the very next morning. The children were at home eagerly awaiting the arrival and big reveal of their newest sibling. That will be another blog post.
Her birth was everything I wanted minus being at home~ every detail played out perfectly.
You will have to email me if you want to know her name... It's perfect, too.
5/7/12
Quick Update. Great News.
In case you were on the edge of your seat, I thought I better not leave you hanging.
I am still pregnant. With only 11 days until my due date, this baby is now my "latest" baby aside from Belle (my first) and I'm huge. Ready. Excited. Seriously, I'm huge. Even the casher tells me so.
and
My husband is still home.
Did you hear what I said???
I am in complete awe that my husband is not going to miss the birth of our baby. God saw fit to move some things around and he will be here until... further notice.
I am super elated. It took me a few days to believe it. But the squadron is gone, and my husband is sitting right here beside me, ready to catch a baby at any moment. This is fantastic.
Hopefully, my next post will include a picture of a sweet new baby and a less huge momma.
I am still pregnant. With only 11 days until my due date, this baby is now my "latest" baby aside from Belle (my first) and I'm huge. Ready. Excited. Seriously, I'm huge. Even the casher tells me so.
and
My husband is still home.
Did you hear what I said???
I am in complete awe that my husband is not going to miss the birth of our baby. God saw fit to move some things around and he will be here until... further notice.
I am super elated. It took me a few days to believe it. But the squadron is gone, and my husband is sitting right here beside me, ready to catch a baby at any moment. This is fantastic.
Hopefully, my next post will include a picture of a sweet new baby and a less huge momma.
4/7/12
I made it!
When you live on Windy Island a.k.a. Whidbey Island where the wind is regularly 25-30 mph and often 50 mph, van doors get ripped off the hinges, balls, toys and perhaps chickens disappear from your yard, sheds and trees get blown over, people walk at an angle and the breath gets sucked right out of little baby's lungs.
So, I made a wind cover.
Dad picked out the fabric.
Bucket made sure the seat still worked.
and I made it!
I bought some cute green flower buttons to add to the straps to make it more girly if the baby is a girl.
There is green minky fabric underneath to give it some weight.
It was super easy, and also way cheaper than any you can buy, especially since when I went to buy the fabric it just so happened to be 1/2 price. Yeah!
HERE is the link I used, if you want to give it a whirl. Makes a great baby shower gift!
4/6/12
My family makes me proud!
Wednesday night we puked a cumulative total of about 78 times and never missed the bucket. What an accomplishment!
I will share with you how there were children sleeping on my bedroom and bathroom floor. Each had a bucket and a towel that I had to try not to trip over on my way to the bathroom. I am sure it will eventually be funny to me, that Butter cheerfully asked a billion questions after every time she threw up, and if Pops even flinched she was shoving his bucket in his face screaming "don't miss the bucket Poppy!" I am pretty sure I lost 8 pounds. And ripped some of my nonexistent stomach muscles. I will spare you the rest of the details.
I hope we never, ever experience that again.
I will share with you how there were children sleeping on my bedroom and bathroom floor. Each had a bucket and a towel that I had to try not to trip over on my way to the bathroom. I am sure it will eventually be funny to me, that Butter cheerfully asked a billion questions after every time she threw up, and if Pops even flinched she was shoving his bucket in his face screaming "don't miss the bucket Poppy!" I am pretty sure I lost 8 pounds. And ripped some of my nonexistent stomach muscles. I will spare you the rest of the details.
I hope we never, ever experience that again.
3/31/12
I'm a Jet Pilot Wife ~ It's Finally Official!
After applying three years in a row, Daddy was accepted in the Seaman to Admiral (STA-21) Program in November of 2004 and had the honor of being pre-selected as a pilot.
What a long road it has been! 4 military transfers (including entirely across the country and then back again), 3 years of college with an Engineering degree and commissioning as a US Naval Officer, 4 different phases of flight school and a winging, the births of 3 new additions to our family, and a myriad of other life changing events led up to a pinnacle graduation last night.
Mr. Pilot is officially an EA-18 Growler Electronic Attack Pilot in the US Navy.
Every step since being accepted has been a ladder rung to this great achievement. I could not be more proud of my husband, and every effort he has put forth to arrive here. I also could not be more blessed by the Hand of the Lord that laid the path.
But the celebration was bittersweet. With the "welcome to your new squadron, welcome back to the fleet" we were informed that Mr. Pilot is headed to a not so nice place (it has lots of sand) on a date that will arrive before our newest blessing is expected to arrive. Talk about diving in head first.
Since deployment as a jet pilot is inevitable, I suppose it is best to get the first one out of the way, right away. Not having very long to prepare also has the advantage of not having time to dwell on the impending separation.
Future Blog Post Disclaimer: You can expect lots of talking in code for the next several months. I am not permitted to say where he is going, when he is going, what he will be doing there, or when he will be back. I am however, allowed to deliver our baby by myself on Deception Pass Bridge, use lots of sarcasm about war and politics, and write gushy blog posts about how much I miss my husband.
What a long road it has been! 4 military transfers (including entirely across the country and then back again), 3 years of college with an Engineering degree and commissioning as a US Naval Officer, 4 different phases of flight school and a winging, the births of 3 new additions to our family, and a myriad of other life changing events led up to a pinnacle graduation last night.
Mr. Pilot is officially an EA-18 Growler Electronic Attack Pilot in the US Navy.
Every step since being accepted has been a ladder rung to this great achievement. I could not be more proud of my husband, and every effort he has put forth to arrive here. I also could not be more blessed by the Hand of the Lord that laid the path.
But the celebration was bittersweet. With the "welcome to your new squadron, welcome back to the fleet" we were informed that Mr. Pilot is headed to a not so nice place (it has lots of sand) on a date that will arrive before our newest blessing is expected to arrive. Talk about diving in head first.
Since deployment as a jet pilot is inevitable, I suppose it is best to get the first one out of the way, right away. Not having very long to prepare also has the advantage of not having time to dwell on the impending separation.
Future Blog Post Disclaimer: You can expect lots of talking in code for the next several months. I am not permitted to say where he is going, when he is going, what he will be doing there, or when he will be back. I am however, allowed to deliver our baby by myself on Deception Pass Bridge, use lots of sarcasm about war and politics, and write gushy blog posts about how much I miss my husband.
3/22/12
Fear, or Faith?
I thought I might let you know that I passed my glucose test. After getting the results, I am even more irritated about it than when I was starving, hyped up on sugar, and being poked in the arm repeatedly.
Can anyone explain to me why during the 3 hour test you get the full 3 hours to have your glucose levels drop below 140, but 140 is "failing" for the 1 hour test? Why didn't they just give me 3 hours to begin with? I wonder if this is just another scam to get my insurance $ for a test I didn't really need...
It prompted me to poke around a bit...
I am definitely discovering a lot more fear mongering and playing on our own ignorance. Suddenly we think the doctors are gods and we ourselves know nothing, that pregnancy is a medical condition that must be treated and not a miracle and blessing.
Do I really need all those tests? Do I really need to be poked and prodded every 2-3 weeks? If I don't go to every appointment, get every ultrasound and blood test, is something bad really going to happen? Is it really my doctor that decides the condition of my baby?
I think not.
Can anyone explain to me why during the 3 hour test you get the full 3 hours to have your glucose levels drop below 140, but 140 is "failing" for the 1 hour test? Why didn't they just give me 3 hours to begin with? I wonder if this is just another scam to get my insurance $ for a test I didn't really need...
It prompted me to poke around a bit...
Instead of being vigilant about picking up on problems, many health-care providers (doctors far more than midwives) over-test because they fear liability and simply expect trouble. Many of these newer tests were created to diagnose problems in high-risk pregnancies. But with the increased medicalization of pregnancy, they have become routine for healthy women with no known risks. This does not mean that every test is right for everyone, however, or that they are risk-free themselves. There may be a problem that prenatal testing doesn’t show, or aproblem may not exist even if the test suggests it does. Results that are unclear or even misleading can plague your peace of mind and decrease your confidence. The barrage of tests can also make you feel like your health-care provider knows everything there is to know about your pregnancy, which is not the case.
You can read the entire article here.
I am definitely discovering a lot more fear mongering and playing on our own ignorance. Suddenly we think the doctors are gods and we ourselves know nothing, that pregnancy is a medical condition that must be treated and not a miracle and blessing.
Do I really need all those tests? Do I really need to be poked and prodded every 2-3 weeks? If I don't go to every appointment, get every ultrasound and blood test, is something bad really going to happen? Is it really my doctor that decides the condition of my baby?
I think not.
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3/20/12
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