Sunday, August 13, 2017

the first day of preschool



Callum started preschool this year at BB.  To say he loves it, doesn't even cut it.  I'm thrilled that it's something he looks forward to each week.  He's turning into such a big boy.  It makes me sad and happy all at the same time. 

Riley is turning into a big girl right before my eyes.  She has a decent collection of words but mostly babbles all day long.  She loves books more than I ever thought possible.  I read the same book over and over because she just loves to listen.  She also is caught reading books on her own all the time.  She just turned 17 months. 

the thirty sixth week

Well, it's the end of my third pregnancy journey.  I think this one feels like it's lasted longer than any other because I have been pregnant during two school years.  Having said that, it's been a really smooth pregnancy.  I think that really has to do with me knowing what I can and can't do.  I also avoided preeclampsia!  I'm still so boggled that I got that with Riley but not Callum.  It totally changed the end course of my pregnancy. 

The beginning of this pregnancy was the hard part.  I was still nursing Riley and just so drained physically.  I feel like I had maxed out after successfully keeping Riley fed and Popcorn growing inside.  It took everything out of me.  It took a very long time for me to show...longer than I would have expected considering I delivered Riley 9 months prior to getting pregnant.  It also took me longer to feel this baby move than any other baby.  

Once I hit the second trimester things were just too easy.  Riley was done nursing and my energy levels sky rocketed.  I was still running very decent times and distances.  I felt great.  In May I got a UTI that never cleared up.  It ended up advancing to a kidney infection.  That was a bit alarming.  Since my 32nd week appointment, there was concern with my fundal height measurement being 2cm behind.  I still am 2cm behind but an ultrasound confirmed that all is well with the baby.  I keep wondering if that means I'll have a small baby?  

I've gained 33 pounds thus far and am at 174 right now.  I'm totally fine with this.  It's the way it works.  I now trust my body to do its thing.  I know if I'm smart during the postpartum recovery, I'll bounce back to my regular self.  

I have a bit of anxiety about labor this time.  Riley's birth was difficult because it was facilitated.  I still avoided an epidural, but I got pretty freaked out in the end stages and minutes of labor.  That all makes me get a little nervous about going through it again.  My hope is that labor is induced by nature and that I get to follow my body's lead through the process.  It's how it worked with Callum and I got through that with flying colors.  What I've learned is that managing contractions from 0-8 dilation isn't so bad.  I know how to get through them.  They stop you in your tracks and it is a real test, but I know what to do.  The part where I get freaked out is transition.  The good part about reaching it is that it's a no turning back point.  As scary as it is, you have to just get through it.  I never felt the ring of fire with Callum but did with Riley.  That was about the last unbearable thing.  I've come to learn that pushing brings relief and progress.  The only struggle with pushing is that I seem to always have a hard time with how I should position my legs.  The medical people seem to always being forcing my legs a certain way that I don't necessarily love.  Again, I know this going on...hopefully I can get it right.  

I think Callum and Riley are pretty aware of the fact that a baby is coming.  Callum had no clue with Riley and this time he has been interested.  He kisses my belly, asks if I'm doing okay, and feels the kicks.  Riley got kicked out of the nursery and has been happy as ever in her new big girl room.  While she may not grasp quite as much, she does say baby when she sees my gigantic belly.  She also has shown no interest in getting back in the crib.  Makes that transition so much easier!

The neat thing and hard thing about this pregnancy has been not knowing if it's a boy or girl.  I know I've missed out on some of the prep work for getting ready for baby like buying cute things or committing to a name.  However, I am so looking forward to that moment Jason calls out the gender after the throes of labor.  It's my little instant reward.  

We are ready for this baby.  Nursery is ready.  Hospital bags are packed.  I made a load of healthy muffins to have on demand.  Breastfeeding supplies are sorted and organized.  The only things left are to get my traditional pedicure so I have cute feet in the hospital and installing/cleaning carseat stroller.  

36 weeks 1 mile time trial 9:29 pace




2 mile run 36 weeks 

3 mile run 35 weeks

Saturday, July 29, 2017

the thirty fourth week

Not long now.  The suspense of Popcorn's gender is getting intense!!!
I'm dying to find out. 

All in all, pregnancy is going well.  There was some concern about my fundal height being small that result in receiving an additional ultrasound.  The ultrasound confirmed that all is good in Popcorn's world and that he/she is measuring normal.  So basically I'm just small this time.  Weird, right?  I thought for sure that a third kid after you just had one 9 months ago would only result in me being even bigger.  

I've gained 23 pounds so far.  I'm at the stage where I just default to wearing Jason's clothes to lounge around the house.  My tshirts don't cut it anymore.  

I know I experienced it with every baby, but I have to say that Popcorn is ridiculous about movements.  He/she moves while I stand, sit, lay on my side, lay on my back, and any other position.  It's not flutterings at this stage.  It's full on punches and kicks that almost take my breath away.  

I'm still running.  I've stuck to distances between 2 and 3 miles and it has been good.  This week I actually ran 3 miles at a 9:20 pace!!!!  I know normal people that can't run that fast.  For 8 plus months, it's a great pace to be proud of.  




Monday, July 10, 2017

the thirty first week

It's safe to say the transition into nesting/get everything ready under the sun has begun.  It's as if a light switch was turned on in my brain.  For so long, pretty much all pregnancy, I haven't felt any urgency to get anything ready.  Third kid I guess.  Then, all at once I suddenly feel that there's no time and all things should be ready now.  For instance, I packed my hospital bag!  We have also begun the crazy process of rearranging rooms to accommodate little Popcorn.  I think a lot of this has stemmed from the fact that I start work this week and know that a great deal of my time and energy will be spent at school and not folding baby clothes.  

Speaking of baby clothes, I sorted all girl and boy clothes and made an even smaller box of gender neutral clothes.  From the gender neutral pile, I picked a white kimono and onesie to take to the hospital.  I did buy a precious red and white stripe swaddler set because every new baby deserves something that is his/hers.  

We had a great vacation.  I really slowed down my running while in Alabama.  I had a scare of strong and consistent contractions after a 5 mile run.  After that happened I stuck to nothing over 2 miles easy.  

Now that I'm back home, I'm running up to 3 miles still in the 9 min mile area.  Of note, on 4th of July I did a mile time trial and ran a 7:59 mile!!!  Not bad for 31 weeks pregnant.  


Saturday, June 10, 2017

the twenty seventh week and last 6 weeks

Things are getting real with this pregnancy.  The belly has popped, the running belt is out, heartburn is starting to settle in, and the kicks are getting stronger. 

Of note in this last 3 weeks is my struggle with infection.  In late May I got a UTI and took the full course of antibiotics.  During the first week in June, I started to feel some of the returning symptoms AND an unrelenting pain in my right side.  Initially, I thought it might be a sore muscle from a yoga workout I did but after two horrid sleepless nights, I started to get very worried.  I had chills, extreme nausea, and bouts of being feverish.  I knew it was getting scary.  I finally decided to go to an urgent care and was diagnosed with a kidney infection.  At that point I probably should have gone to the ER but opted to get the shot of antibiotics and regimen of pills.  Got home that night and slept somewhat but woke up still feeling nauseous, still feeling the side pain, and at the suggestion of the urgent care doctor, decided to go to the ER in Winslow on Sunday morning to just make sure I was doing okay.  I was taken to OB where I took a pee sample and blood work to just see what was going on.  Those results were actually better than what they were at urgent care.  Because of this, there wasn't really anything for OB to do with me other than monitor and encourage me to come back if I didn't get better.  6 days later and I'm doing better.  I'm spooked after getting such a serious infection and really hoping it never comes back this pregnancy.  


My running is still going well.  Like I did with Riley, instead of fighting against being pregnant and running in pain, I have adjusted my goals and paces so that I can still maintain some legitimacy in my mileage.  I did 4 miles yesterday at 27 weeks and ran 5 miles just a week ago.  I've been doing tons of interval workouts on the treadmills.  Today was a particularly good workout with 6x800 repeats at an 8 or above on the treadmill.  Dare I say I didn't feel pregnant for this workout.  

I'm not meticulously keeping track of my weight gain, but I'd say I've gained just over 20 pounds at this point.  Sounds pretty normal to me.  

We have managed to still not find out the gender.  It has made it extra exciting.  I have a fav girl and boy name and so does Jason.  If I had to make a bet about what it is, I'd say boy.  Who knows though.  

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

the Easter fun

I really enjoyed taking part in Easter fun with the kids this year.  Callum picked up on finding eggs and enjoyed doing it several times throughout the week.  We even ventured to do the city egg hunt, which he loved. I would even go as far as to say that Riley figured out pretty quickly that eggs were meant to be put in a basket.  

The best part of all is always going to church with special new Easter church clothes.  My kids were looking snazzy.  Another special highlight was that Callum got to sing with the primary children during Sacrament meeting.  He was in the dead center front folding his arms for the first 45 seconds.  Suddenly, in the middle of the song, he decided to start jumping in place.  The one lone kid jumping in place during a very reverent rendition of Gethsemane.  I was dying laughing inside but also dying of fear about anything else he might do up there.  We made it through.  

Another funny thing was that he got to have the birthday song sung to him in primary since it's right around the corner.  When they called him to the front, he sped right to the microphone and immediately started saying a prayer.  It was funny and precious that he knew that's what the microphone is for.  He was so confused when he wasn't supposed to be at the microphone and only standing at the front while they sang to me.  He is just so eager about life.  







the twentieth week

Well, it's been a really uneventful pregnancy thus far and haven't felt the need to document too many weird or notable things. 
I've reached the halfway mark and am starting to sport the little belly.  It's been really surprising how long it has taken to show.  I thought for sure that the third kid would be a legit belly right out of the gates...you know the muscles already know how to stretch out...I just had a baby 12 months ago...those things.  Nevertheless, the belly is out on display at halfway.  I've elected to not find out the gender...hoping that the upcoming ultrasound will not reveal what it is any way.  

I'm also happy to report that my running is still going great.  Not having to wear the belt or slow down.  I am still running without feeling pregnant!  What a blessing.  I am grateful for another baby that allows me to run and push myself without harming anyone.  


Tuesday, March 14, 2017

the Phx 1/2 Marathon recap

I ran the Phoenix Half Marathon and had a respectable time for a 12 week pregnant and nursing lady.
The most noteworthy thing about this particular race was how COLD the start was.  It was unseasonably cold for Phoenix, and I found myself shivering in my little skivvies to stay warm.  I was desperate enough to pick up someone's discarded sweater into the first mile.  I wore that sucker for 4 miles!!!   This was the first race where all four sisters ran.  That was a fun treat since running a race is a very individual thing.  We didn't run together at all on the course
 but stayed together and prepped together.  It made those things much more enjoyable.  

Another highlight for me was that I ran a 7:01 13th mile.  I am proud of that considering my "condition".  I hate the stereotype about not being able to do anything because you are pregnant. Give me a break. Exercise is the number one reason I have easy pregnancies.  Get off the couch and move.  Hopefully next year I'll be running the full marathon after having another great pregnancy. 

 7:28 AVERAGE  MILE PACE
1hr38min54sec


the third baby

Did you know Popcorn/Football is on his/her way?
Yes, that's right.  I'm nearly 4 months pregnant with number three. 
I chose to live the first trimester in secret and sickness.  Just wasn't ready to announce.  I think I really struggled in the beginning because I was still nursing Hot Dog.  Nursing and growing a human really really takes it out of you.  I've never been so exhausted.  I found myself not even making it to 730 pretty much every night.  Now that I've cut Hot Dog off and turned a corner into the second trimester, life is getting easier. 

As always, I'm still running.  Pregnancy will never stop me from running no matter how tired and sick I am.  It's just in my blood. I've been really surprised that I am still wearing my jeans.  With Riley I got rid of jeans at 11 or 12 weeks.  I'm still comfortably buttoning most pants.  It's a little added treat for the ridiculous first trimester I had.

14 weeks

13 weeks

Monday, March 6, 2017

the first birthday

We made it to one!  Why does Riley seem like she is still so tiny?  I think it might be because I know what cute little baby one year olds grow into.  I didn't with Callum. 

Riley is on the brink of being  a full on walker.  She is able to balance on her own and take up to 4 steps unassisted.  It's a matter of days now. 

We had a family party to celebrate her day.  She's loved and happy and that's all I care about. 

Riley went through a really fussy stage with me from about 8-12 months.  I feel that she has finally turned a corner.  She is happy to play with Callum or by herself.  She doesn't feel the need to be constantly held by me.  Bedtime and naptime are a cinch.  She is happy to go down when still awake.  I really love that about her.  

She doesn't have much hair yet.  She is kind of a blonde baldie still.  I can tell it will be light brown/bald...it's just not growing much.  Her eyes are envious blue.  They can stop you on the street shade of blue.  Lucky gal.









Thursday, February 2, 2017

the eleventh month

Little Hot Dog is creeping up on a ton of milestones!  This nearly one year old baby is standing and scooting along furniture constantly.  She walks with push toys and sprint crawls over any obstacle in her path. 

Her ferocious appetite for food, anything food is intense.  She groans, squeals, and screams for people food any chance she can.  She is still nursing but has been put on the naughty list in the last few weeks because she started biting!!!  Because of this, I've decided to cut out one feeding a little earlier than originally planned.  

The day after Christmas she was hospitalized due to a 105 fever with no other symptoms.  We never were able to put a name on what she had, but after 3 days of IV antibiotics she was up to her old antics and released.  That put a damper of Christmas break for sure. 

As of her being 9 months old, she has been sleeping soundly through the night.  Bless her for that.  

This precious girl is spunky and happy and full of prunes.  I am dying for her to start talking and walking.  I just can't wait to see who she ends up to become.  







Friday, November 25, 2016

the eighth month

Hot Dog is so precious and ridiculous!  
She has been crawling since 7 months and is comfortably standing and scooting along furniture.  Sitting up came a little after crawling.  
I remember thinking that Callum was busy and on the go.  I don't think that anymore.  Riley tops his busyness in every way!  

She's still not even close to sleeping through the night.  I've been frustrated with this since Callum easily slept through the night at 6 months.  When I let her "cry it out", she will cry for a very very very long time.  She doesn't seem to give up.  Again, Callum never did this.  

She's an incredibly happy and sociable girl.  She has zero stranger danger and is quite happy to be the center of attention.  She adores every thing about Callum.  She responds to him and talks to him.  It warms my heart more than I can describe. 

I'd say that I'm definitely the favorite parent right now.  She breathes pretty intensely when I come into a room and won't settle for me to do anything less than hold her if I'm near her.  









Wednesday, November 2, 2016