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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.

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

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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.

Where to begin?

Posted 22 Jan 2014 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category baby business, blog bidnass, house stuffs, motherhood, The Hubs

Two months ago I blogged about how “other stuff was happening” that I would blog about eventually.

Well, yesterday we found out that “other stuff” is actually a boy.

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Interwebs – meet Abby’s little brother. He’s due in early June.

In other news, the hubs was diagnosed as having Celiac Disease. We’ve been working on creating a gluten-free life for him, and slowly are making our house safe as well.

We’re trying to figure out what to do about our house…especially now that we’re adding a 4th member (or 5th, if you count the cat) to our family. And also trying to figure out how to afford childcare, as our current place of care will run about $2400/month for two kids. Which…no.

So…lots of crazy, uncertainty, and excitement in our house.  Also THERE’S A BOY IN MY BELLY, which is weird and I’m still adjusting to.

As always, you’re better off following me on Twitter or Instagram, since I’m there way more than here. But that’s what’s up for now. :)

The Keyhole

Posted 20 Aug 2013 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category Abigail, motherhood

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Every night, Abby asks us to sit outside her door after we tuck her in. And every night, we pretend to and then go to bed.

Last night, Abby called our bluff. She called for one of us, asked why we weren’t behind the door, and when we said we were, she said…

“No, you weren’t. I looked through the keyhole and you were in bed.”

We were outsmarted by a 3 year old.