Things need to change

I know I've given excuses why I've slacked on writing here in the past.

I'm tired.

So very tired. I've been on medication since the baby was 6 weeks old. Nothing so far seems to do the trick. When I'm not dealing with one of the kids, all I want to do is lay down and sleep.

Next stop is getting thyroid levels checked.

Please bear with me. I want to get this blog to where it should be, but first I need to get myself there.

Things at the ole' homestead

So, I mentioned that there will be new things brewing here at the homestead. I went ahead and bought my domain yesterday. Now it's trying to figure out how to get it to do what I want it to. I have limited technical skills, so this blog will stay here for the time being while I work out all the quirks and kinks of the new site.

Eventually, this blog will be found at onewritingmomma.com. But for now, I'll still be plodding along here.

Other fronts, Miss Abigail is teething at 3 months, trying to talk (which is HILARIOUS!), and trying her hand at rolling over. Now if she could only get her head and legs to work together, she'd be well on her way to getting moving!

And, like everyone else I seem to run into lately, we are feeling the pinch of the economy. The Man's job is barely existing, finding other work is a joke in this part of town, and taxes can't come fast enough. Little things like, oh, RENT and bills are taking over. On top of that, we REALLY need another car. Preferably one that fits us all in it. That's originally what taxes were going to be used for, well that and getting the baby her crib. Rent seems to be taking precedence over the vehicle. Unfortunately, that means carting people around and not being able to pick kids and the Man up when the really need it. Conflicting schedules are kicking my ass. That and the fact that at three months, Abby still refuses to enjoy a car ride.

From the land of screaming babies!

For the last 3 days or so I've had a teething 3 month old.

Yes, you read that right. Three months, and she's already got one tooth coming through, and a few more that you can tell are on the verge of breaking skin.

Needless to say, she's been MORE than inconsolable. Thursday she slept for a total of an hour all day, and screamed whenever she wasn't sleeping or eating. Everyone in the house was thrilled when she FINALLY fell asleep for the night. And proceeded to sleep for 11 hours.

On other fronts, I'm going to try to control the venting about the newborn, however, one of the reasons I started this blog was to get things off my chest, and she is the one commanding all the attention in our house lately.

I have actually been able to keep up on the emails, only behind on today's and yesterday's.

My goal is to write here every other day. While I realize this is a challenge with 4 kids under foot, I think if I can get things done once they are sleeping, things should work the way I want.

The man starts his new job on Tuesday, selling for AT&T. We'll see how that works.

New babies and Gas...not a fun time!!

My intentions have been good, honest. Abby has decided that the only person in the house that she really wants when she's uncomfortable is me. She is on gas drops and just this week the doctor is trying soy formula, thinking she might have an issue with the milk protein in regular formula.

If that doesn't work, it's formula without the extra iron. Both her dad and older sister have issues with having too much iron in their system.

Needless to say, I've had one very cranky and unhappy baby. She's been screaming her head off for a minimum of 3 hours a day. On top of that, dealing with the other kids and trying to stay caught up on household stuff has left little time to do anything internet related. Hence why there are over 200 emails in my inbox that still need to be looked at. That's AFTER I've deleted all the spam I get daily.

Hopefully her gas issue will start fixing itself. We just switched to the soy formula yesterday, and already I'm seeing less inconsolable crying from her, so hopefully that will be the fix. I can handle crying, but seeing her in pain, with not being able to do anything for her and not being able to do anything but hold her while she screams gets too be too much.

Busy, Busy, Busy!!

So the little one stuck it out until the 8th. She was born exactly on her due date. Thank God I can finally bend again!!

At 7 pounds, 3 ounces she was the biggest of my children. It was weird getting so many compliments from the nurses about how well I was breathing through the contractions. Isn't that what you are supposed to do? Don't think it would have worked well to hold my breath, I was already in enough pain. Contractions started at 5 in the morning and Miss Abigail wasn't born until after 9pm. Talk about a LONGGGGG day. I think I would have done much better if I had eaten something before we went to the hospital, but with my last labor being so short, we figured this one would be too. It probably would have been if her contractions had been regular. We jumped from every 4 minutes to every 6 minutes, and then back again.

At any rate, now she's here!!! The boys are ecstatic, having their baby sister. I'm happy, and thankful she sleeps for about 3 hours a night minimum.

Now if I can figure out how to get things done when all she wants is to be held by momma!

Can't believe it's been this long

I really didn't mean to neglect the blog for the last few weeks. We were nesting like crazy around here, which meant cleaning EVERYTHING!! And moving furniture, putting away things from the baby shower, and just getting things ready so that when she finally makes her appearance, I won't be busting butt to clean on top of taking care of her at least for the first few days.

As of tomorrow, I have 2 weeks left. If I go full to the end of the 2 weeks I think my fiance might end up moving out until I have her. Talk about cranky. I can't get comfy no matter how hard I try, she's moving all the time, and for the last week almost I've had those lovely Braxton-Hicks contractions every night after dinner for anywhere from 30 to 45 minutes.

On a good note, I do believe that she is working her way to not being breech. Either that or she's still doing summersalts. Which would explain a lot since it feels like there's just no room in there for her.

Side note: Bribing a baby in utero doesn't work. She just kicks me to tell me that while she heard, she doesn't care whether or not I can bend or get out of the car.

What's been going on

I know I still haven't gotten the 3D ultrasound pic up yet, but it's coming. Probably getting it into the right room so I can scan it tonight. It's been crazy around here.

We had the baby shower on Sunday, and got some really great stuff, but there's still so much to get and do. So when payday rolled around on Monday, we did some much needed shopping to be a little more ready for the little one when she appears.

I'm now going to the doc once a week and doing the lovely non-stress tests twice a week. After yesterday's, I don't know how I'm going to get through the rest of them. She kicked me so hard the nurses were coming in to find out why I was swearing so much. At least they could only hear cuz they had a little window into the room.

So the last few days have been filled with school for the man, appointments with court officials, putting together pack n plays and diaper genies, and lots of itty bitty laundry so that when she comes we will be ready.

Crazy week

The man came back on Tuesday, and it's been drama, drama, drama since then. Getting him and the boys ready for school(he's going back to be a paramedic). Dealing with the demon 20 month old. At least she was better with Daddy back, and I didn't have to be the one watching her all the time, which sure takes some stress off me!

Today is the baby shower!!! I get to leave the house for something other than carting others around!! Woo Hoo!!!

Sorry it's been longer than I thought it would be between posts, but with everything going on, as soon as I sit down at night I'm out cold.

Stay tuned for later today or sometime tomorrow for a 3D ultrasound pic of my little metronome. I say that cuz she'll kick every 3 seconds for like a half hour at a time. Weird!

Never had this with my other two...

So lately when the little one starts kicking, I can actually hear a snapping sound. Not all the time, just seems to be when her feet are low. I wonder if she's kicking my pelvic bone or something.

Very strange though. NEVER with my boys did they kick where I actually HEARD it! Ditsy, pregnancy-brained me forgot to mention it to the doctor yesterday, but I think I'll ask the nurse when I call for my Nexium refill. Gotta love those little purple pills, they have been a godsend!! Before they were prescribed, ANY sweets gave me horrible acid-reflux and heartburn. And the doctor wondered why I was LOSING weight!! Give me my sweets!!

Now I still can't have cheese, my insides repel all pizza unless it's frozen, but at least I can enjoy chocolate again!

Many new things are coming to this blog in the next week or so, I was going to make a schedule today, but the day got away with me, what with all the kicking I was fielding in my stomach. I figure, I'm sure not going anywhere this weekend, with all the clothing options I have needing a bra(which I CANNOT tolerate as it feels like it's cutting into my ribs), so I should be able to get things set up so I'm not constantly thinking...hmmm what should I write today? !

Hope everyone has a great and safe weekend!

What's been kicking the crap outta me for the last 4 months

She's adorable...got to watch her sticking her tongue out at the ultrasound tech last week. WAY better than the first ultrasound, were we got to watch her try to pick her nose.

I guess we should be thankful she can tell there's a nose there.

So here's whats been kicking me since she learned that her legs move...



Look at those little toes..aren't they cute????

Now try having them kick you pretty much the ENTIRE time your awake. I told the tech that I feel her feet all day everyday, no more feet pictures!!