Perfect storm of change.

Posted 29 Aug 2014 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category Abigail, motherhood, paparazzi

This has been a year full of change for all of us.

Most of this change seems to come in little perfect storms. In May/June, we had the (early) arrival of Elliott, then packing our house, moving out and saying goodbye, and moving into my in-laws home…all within about a 3 week span. The four of us handled it okay. Of course, our biggest concern was Abby. She suddenly was gaining a sibling and losing the only home she’s known, and moving into a temporary space at her grandparents. However, she handled it all really well.

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Now we have another cluster of change, but this one is really Abby’s alone.

Earlier in the year, I tried really hard to get her enrolled in Kindergarten early. Since her birthday is post September 1st, she isn’t scheduled to start Kindergarten until next year. However, Abby is (in our opinion) very smart, socially capable and seemingly ready for the task of grade school. However, none of the schools I wanted her attending had any availability for her to begin early. (Not to mention that now we’re not even going to be living in Minneapolis anymore, so it wouldn’t have worked anyway.) So, when the majority of her friends “graduated” from Pre-K last week, she did not. This made her very sad. She’s been attending this school since she was 18 months old, so she’s known a lot of these kids almost her whole life. And now they’re leaving for bigger things and she’s staying behind. It’s hard to explain to a four-year-old how there’s rules and unfortunately she can’t do the same thing her friends are doing until this time next year.

To add to the change, Abby’s school has two Pre-K classrooms and she’s being moved to the other one starting next week, which means she’ll be with new teachers and mostly new students. This is also making her sad, as she’s been in her current class for nearly a year and a half. Finally, today I learned that her most favorite teacher, Miss Mel, is leaving the school…and today is her last day.

And what would this adjustment period be without a big move? A week from today we’re moving into our new house.

Everything all at once, all over again.

I’m trying to remind her that when she does start Kindergarten next year, that it will be the same; new classroom, new teachers and friends to meet. That this is kind of like graduating, but on a smaller scale and without a ceremony like the other kids got. And that she is still growing up, and she’ll be getting her big girl room next week! And all of her toys out of storage! But I know it’s hard. And I know she doesn’t always know how to deal with her emotions. She’s four! This is a lot of shit to deal with. Christ, I can barely deal and I’m…over 30. We’ll leave it at that.

I try to put myself in her position, to try and understand how this must be for a four-year-old, but that straight up was too long ago.  So we’ll try to make her understand the changes happening around her, and when she just can’t, we’ll be there for her to comfort her until she’s okay. This storm will pass.

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Things have been happening.

Posted 21 Aug 2014 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category baby business, house stuffs, motherhood, paparazzi

Hi. I’m not dead. In fact, things have been quite lively ’round these parts.

First this happened.

sold

 

Then this happened. After five weeks of bed rest and three-and-a-half weeks early, Elliott William arrived safe and sound.

Elliott

And now, our next adventure.

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We’ve purchased our “for most of forever” home. It’s beautiful and we cannot wait to move in. While my in-laws have been so kind in letting us live with them since the middle of June, we are looking forward to getting our stuff out of storage and living our lives as our own little family of four.

I hope to blog a little more after the move, which is about two weeks from today. I miss this space and the blogging world as a whole. I hope you’ll have me back.

xoxo

 

Second verse, same as the first.

Posted 11 Apr 2014 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category baby business, motherhood, not so much

It’s nearly 4:30am. I’ve been awake for 2 hours now. Most nights I would just attribute this to pregnancy insomnia, but I think my mind is definitely not focusing on sleep. It’s been a weird day in the land of fetus gestation.

The past couple of weeks have been insane. Non-stop house preparations, and more uncomfortable everything in the baby department. He felt like he’d moved head down, but with that move came more lightning crotch (cervix hits, and plenty) and also a lot more pressure. Walking to work from Abby’s daycare has been taking me twice as long, with plenty of near stopping just to make the pressure go away.

I brought all of this up to John the Midwife today at my 31 week appointment. We both agreed that it was just second pregnancy fun (he suggested I invest in a pregnancy support belt) and we carried on with the exam.

Sure enough, baby boy IS now head down (one good thing), and low. John checked me for any signs of cervical change (last week was thick and normal), and it took him for what felt like forever, before he declared that things were starting to change. It was soft and maybe 1cm dilated. For anyone playing along at home, I didn’t really have any issues of this sort until about 33 weeks with Abby, so things are happening a little more quickly this time. John seemed concerned. He told me to take the day off work and ordered a Betamethasone shot (read: steroid) to mature baby’s lungs, in case shit hits the fan and I go into labor in the next few weeks.

(Sidenote: HOLY MOTHER OF GOD did that shot hurt. Like, the Rhogam shot in the ass hurts pretty bad, but this was like someone injected a shot of fireball into my buttcheek. It’s STILL sore.)

I came home from my appointment to an evening of Braxton Hicks that warranted a chat with the on-call midwife, as I had 8-9 per hour for about 90 minutes. Eventually they calmed down, but I felt crampy for the rest of the night. The in-laws picked up Abby, where she spent the night and will spend the day so I can rest. Which brings us to…now. Me, on the couch because I can’t sleep, writing a blog post.

But..that’s not the end of it. Tomorrow (well, I guess today – HI NEARLY 5 AM) I’m to rest all day, and then at 5:30pm, I’m supposed to go to triage at labor & delivery to get hooked up to monitors to see if I’m contracting, get a second Betamethasone shot, a fetal fibronectin test (which could only serve to be helpful if it’s negative), and have another cervix check. I’m really wary of another check, simply because of how much the last one hurt, and the amount of contractions I had just a few hours afterwards.

Did I mention our house goes on the market in the next 48 hours?

Yeah, I’m not falling asleep anytime soon.

(Almost) 29 Weeks

Posted 24 Mar 2014 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category baby business

So, I haven’t done one of these once this time around. Figure now’s as good a time as any to start, eh?

How far along? 29 weeks. (tomorrow)
Total weight gain/loss: About + 14 lbs, give or take a pound.
Maternity clothes? All the maternity pants are belong to me. My “normal” winter coat is too snug. But, maybe it’ll get warm and I won’t need a coat soon? (BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA.)
Stretch marks? I think my stomach got worse. It’s hard to tell between Abby-induced and baby-boy problems.
Sleep: It happens. But only when Abby doesn’t wake up.
Best moment this week: Getting the house re-situated and baby boy’s room started.
Movement: This kid is throwin’ ‘bows like nobody’s business.
Food cravings: FRUIT. And Cherry Coke.
Gender: Penis.
Labor Signs: No real ones. Braxton Hicks are back with a vengeance, but John the Midwife checked today and there’s no progress in the dilation front, so BONUS.
Belly Button in or out? Both. (And yes, it’s totally possible.)
What I miss: Wearing pants with a waist. Sleeping on my stomach.
What I am looking forward to: Getting our house “finished” and back on the market again.
Weekly Wisdom: Ikea is effing dangerous.
Milestones: Oh, HAI THIRD TRIMESTER.

We successfully (with my brother-in-law’s help) got our bedroom moved into the attic and got baby boy’s bedroom set up. We also successfully spent $400 at Ikea buying a new dresser & bookshelf (and other randoms) for Abby (since we stole her stuff for baby brother and our room.) Our house still needs a deep clean and decluttering, but we’re that much closer to listing again. After spending an hour putting the crib back together, I started thinking that if we did all this and the kid doesn’t even get to sleep in it before I have to take it apart again…I’ll be both pissed and elated all at once.

(Wanna see where I was at 4.5 years ago? Check it out.)

Do All The Things.

Posted 21 Mar 2014 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category baby business, blog bidnass, house stuffs

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HI. How are you? That’s fabulous. Sorry to hear about your NCAA bracket getting blown in the first day. That’s tough.

Me? Oh, I’m okay. Just gestating a baby, getting our house ready to list again and dealing with family crises. And working.

You know, literally DOING ALL THE THINGS. AT ONCE.

It’s been a crazy few months in the land of me. Some good, some sad, some just meh. But always busy. Always doing something.

We’re re-listing our house in a couple weeks. This has included but is not limited to reallocating 3 rooms to different floors of the house, painting, plaster repair, and minor DIY plumbing repairs. You’d think since we were on the market 6 months ago we could just re-list, but a lot of shit can happen in that time-frame, including the eventual expansion of our family.

Speaking of, I’m 28 weeks pregnant right now. And already SO EFFING READY to be done. Yes, miracle of life blah blah. My vagina constantly feels like it’s falling out of my crotch and this kid is literally trying to punch his way out of my stomach. I could use a pair of regular-waisted sweatpants and a glass of wine right now. I will gladly wait until this little man is ready to come out. No rush. But anytime after 38 weeks, my boy. ANY TIME.

With those two items, we could possibly be homeless when the baby is born. Or, in the middle of house showings. Or in a new house? We don’t know. I’m choosing not to think about it. Because I have no control. And we’ve been to this circus before. There’s no telling what will happen or how long it will take or IF we will even sell our house. So…not going to worry about it. Right? Right. (Right?)

Anyway, hoping to update a little more now. Stuff is happening in our lives and if I don’t talk about it somewhere, it’ll land me in the loony bin. So be prepared.