Let's see...what's new since I last posted? Things at work are going fine, I suppose. I feel like a bad teacher because I haven't really connected with my new class yet. To be perfectly honest, I don't like them as much as I liked my class last year. (Don't judge me!!) I've got a strange mix of kids. Overall they're pretty good kids, but they aren't a good combination. I have 20 students this year...6 girls and 14 boys! And my boys NEVER STOP TALKING! I would have thought I would have a problem with chatty girls, but nope. Anyway, probably the kids are fine, and I'm the one with the problem. I'm going to blame it on pregnancy hormones.
Keira is still adjusting to daycare. I knew it wouldn't be 100% problem-free. She's been sort of sick lately. She ran a fever a week or so ago. It hasn't come back, but now she has a runny nose (that she HATES to have cleaned, and SCREAMS when we try to clean it). I'm hoping that it clears up soon. She's also had a bit of separation anxiety the past 2 mornings I've dropped her off. I think it's as tough on me as it is on her. Monday morning, she cried when I gave her to the teacher and left, and I cried all the way to work. Yesterday was a bit better...and hopefully tomorrow will be even better. We'll see.
Pregnancy update: I have officially begun my SEVENTH month. I was 28 weeks pregnant yesterday. If I were to have her on my due date, that means I'd have 11 weeks and 6 days to go. Hopefully I'll have her a bit early. Also, we decided to switch middle names. We were going to name her Reagan Marie, but we decided the other day to go with "Malia" instead. She should have her own name and not have to share a middle name with me! (Plus, I like Malia better.)
Shawn is doing well. He's been working on plans for finishing the basement, with some help from Holly and her CAD skills. Hopefully we'll be able to get it started soon. We'd love to have it done by NEXT Christmas...so we'll see...it'll take time and money, neither of which we have in great abundance right now (I'm sure none of you can relate to that *laughing*).
Anyway, I guess that about covers it for us. We're just living life and taking care of our (almost 18 month old) baby girl and waiting to meet our new baby girl. Hope you all are doing well, too.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Back to Work and Keira's First Week at Daycare
I went back to work on Monday morning. Keira spent the day at my aunt's house while I had meetings at school ALL DAY LONG!! Then on Tuesday, I took her to daycare for the first time. She did really well when I dropped her off. She just smiled and waved at me as I left. She was much more concerned with playing with the other kids than dealing with me! I did not fare as well, I'm afraid. I was teary all the way to work (what a baby I am!).
I called to check on her only once, and her teacher said she ate lunch and was getting ready to take a nap. When I picked her up that afternoon, the ladies in her room welcomed me saying, "We have an accident report for you to sign. She was walking with a block, tripped over a truck, and bumped her cheek on the cabinet. We're so sorry! Welcome to daycare." I assured them that it wasn't a big deal and that she already had so many bumps and bruises and scrapes that I hadn't noticed the newest one.
They also told me that they really enjoyed her and that she was very funny. But, she did have to spend a few minutes in TIME-OUT! That's right, my 17 month old got put into time-out on her first day at daycare. I'm in for a handful with this kid :)
It seems that she was climbing on the table and they told her to get down, to which she replied, "GET DOWN!" They told her again and asked her if she wanted to go into time-out. She said, "No", and they said for her to get down again. She (again) said, "GET DOWN!" and continued to stand on the table. They finally got her and put her in the time-out chair. Once they let her out they said that she didn't climb on the table again, so I guess it worked.
She spent yesterday at home with Shawn and went back to daycare today. She didn't have time-out today, but they did have to change her entire outfit right before I picked her up because of a diaper blow-out. I'm just glad I didn't get there 20 minutes earlier.
Today was the first day of school. I have 21 kids this year (15 boys and 6 girls). They seem like they'll be a pretty good class...at least I hope so. My class last year was my absolute favorite of all time, so I'm really hoping that I'll connect with these kids, too. I guess we'll see.
Today was just a long day filled with rules, procedures, etc. Believe it or not, I was actually tired of talking by 3:00! We didn't do any work at all. Tomorrow I'm going to introduce our Missouri History books and give some math pretests, then teach a math lesson. They'll also have a writing assignment to do. Then on Monday, it'll be business as usual. I'm looking forward to settling into a routine. I'm also looking forward to the WEEKEND! I appreciate my weekends so much more when I'm at school all week.
I also appreciate Keira more when I don't see her all day. I was tired during the summer after being at home with her all day long. But, I'm a completely different kind of tired after being at work again. Only 14 more weeks until my due date. So, I should finally catch up on my rest again....in about 10 years or so.
I called to check on her only once, and her teacher said she ate lunch and was getting ready to take a nap. When I picked her up that afternoon, the ladies in her room welcomed me saying, "We have an accident report for you to sign. She was walking with a block, tripped over a truck, and bumped her cheek on the cabinet. We're so sorry! Welcome to daycare." I assured them that it wasn't a big deal and that she already had so many bumps and bruises and scrapes that I hadn't noticed the newest one.
They also told me that they really enjoyed her and that she was very funny. But, she did have to spend a few minutes in TIME-OUT! That's right, my 17 month old got put into time-out on her first day at daycare. I'm in for a handful with this kid :)
It seems that she was climbing on the table and they told her to get down, to which she replied, "GET DOWN!" They told her again and asked her if she wanted to go into time-out. She said, "No", and they said for her to get down again. She (again) said, "GET DOWN!" and continued to stand on the table. They finally got her and put her in the time-out chair. Once they let her out they said that she didn't climb on the table again, so I guess it worked.
She spent yesterday at home with Shawn and went back to daycare today. She didn't have time-out today, but they did have to change her entire outfit right before I picked her up because of a diaper blow-out. I'm just glad I didn't get there 20 minutes earlier.
Today was the first day of school. I have 21 kids this year (15 boys and 6 girls). They seem like they'll be a pretty good class...at least I hope so. My class last year was my absolute favorite of all time, so I'm really hoping that I'll connect with these kids, too. I guess we'll see.
Today was just a long day filled with rules, procedures, etc. Believe it or not, I was actually tired of talking by 3:00! We didn't do any work at all. Tomorrow I'm going to introduce our Missouri History books and give some math pretests, then teach a math lesson. They'll also have a writing assignment to do. Then on Monday, it'll be business as usual. I'm looking forward to settling into a routine. I'm also looking forward to the WEEKEND! I appreciate my weekends so much more when I'm at school all week.
I also appreciate Keira more when I don't see her all day. I was tired during the summer after being at home with her all day long. But, I'm a completely different kind of tired after being at work again. Only 14 more weeks until my due date. So, I should finally catch up on my rest again....in about 10 years or so.
Friday, August 11, 2006
My Day at Labor and Delivery
So, as I was leaving my house this morning, I was carrying Keira, her diaper bag, my purse, and my laptop bag. We started out the kitchen door into the garage when I lost my balance and FELL down our garage steps scraping my leg and landing hard on my butt! Luckily I managed to keep Keira from getting hurt, but I was pretty upset and worried. Shawn heard me fall and came running out to check on us. He took Keira from me and helped me up. Once I'd calmed down, Keira and I left the house. I planned to take her by my parents' house so I could go work in my classroom for about an hour or so.
After a while, I started to worry that something may be wrong b/c I wasn't feeling the baby move as much as I usually do. So, I called my doctor's office and spoke to the nurse. She said that they recommend going to the hospital to the Women's Evaluation unit to be checked out. Well, the hospital where my doctor practices is an hour from my house and an hour and a half from Mom and Dad's house (where I was by then). I went ahead and went to school to work for an hour, and then back to my parents' house to pick Keira up. Mom and Dad had to go to the "local" hospital to see my dad's oncologist, so they said they'd take her with them if I wanted to go ahead and go to the ER, just to make sure everything was ok.
I got to the hospital at 11:30 and they took me back to L&D to put me on the monitor. Reagan's heartrate was nice and strong and she was very active (thank GOD!). I wasn't having any contractions, bleeding or leaking any fluid, so after an hour of monitoring, the doctor said I could go home. I felt sort of silly going in, but I also didn't want to take a chance on anything being wrong. They said that women who have fallen come in all the time and not to be embarrassed. I guess I didn't realize how unsteady I am now that my belly is getting bigger. I'm just so thankful that everything is fine!
After a while, I started to worry that something may be wrong b/c I wasn't feeling the baby move as much as I usually do. So, I called my doctor's office and spoke to the nurse. She said that they recommend going to the hospital to the Women's Evaluation unit to be checked out. Well, the hospital where my doctor practices is an hour from my house and an hour and a half from Mom and Dad's house (where I was by then). I went ahead and went to school to work for an hour, and then back to my parents' house to pick Keira up. Mom and Dad had to go to the "local" hospital to see my dad's oncologist, so they said they'd take her with them if I wanted to go ahead and go to the ER, just to make sure everything was ok.
I got to the hospital at 11:30 and they took me back to L&D to put me on the monitor. Reagan's heartrate was nice and strong and she was very active (thank GOD!). I wasn't having any contractions, bleeding or leaking any fluid, so after an hour of monitoring, the doctor said I could go home. I felt sort of silly going in, but I also didn't want to take a chance on anything being wrong. They said that women who have fallen come in all the time and not to be embarrassed. I guess I didn't realize how unsteady I am now that my belly is getting bigger. I'm just so thankful that everything is fine!
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Back to work...and other updates
Well, I have to go back to work on Monday morning. The kiddos come back on Thursday. I've been in and out of my classroom working last week and today, trying to get some stuff done bit by bit so I won't be quite so worn out next week. I took Keira with me last Tuesday and today. It's hard to get much done with her there, but I couldn't stand the thought of leaving her with someone while I went in to work. It's bad enough that I have to leave her starting next week. I think I'll be ok (and I KNOW she'll be fine) once we settle into a routine. The first few weeks always stink though.
This is how the next few weeks will go for us...
WEEK 1: Monday-Aunt Sis's house, Tuesday-Daycare, Wednesday-Shawn, Thursday-Daycare, Friday-Gramma
WEEK 2: Monday-Gramma 1/2 day (I have to take a half day at work b/c I have a doctor's appointment in the afternoon), Tuesday-Daycare, Wednesday-Aunt Sis's house, Thursday-Daycare, Friday-Gramma
WEEK 3: Monday-Aunt Sis's house, Tuesday-Daycare, Wednesday-Shawn, Thursday-Daycare, Friday-Gramma
WHEW! Hopefully we'll be able to keep track of everything. Basically she'll be at daycare every Tuesday and Thursday, with Gramma every Friday, at Aunt Sis's house every Monday, and with Shawn every other Wednesday.
I'm just really dreading having to be away from her. If it's possible, I'm having worse separation anxiety this year than I did last year. I think it's because she's older now and we've had so much fun together this summer. She learns something new and amazes me every day. I just feel like I'm going to miss something. *SOB* Poor Mommy!
On a more positive note, I'm 25 weeks pregnant today. That means only 15 weeks until my due date. THAT MEANS, only 14 weeks of work until I'm back at home again for 6 or 7 weeks of maternity leave!! I don't think my doctor will induce my labor since I want to have a VBAC this time. But, I'm going to ask her if she'd do another C-Section IF Reagan doesn't come on her own by 39 weeks. It sounds selfish maybe, but I really don't want to be in the hospital for Thanksgiving. Ideally, I'll go into labor on my own somewhere between November 7-14, have a "natural" delivery (with epidural if necessary), stay in the hospital 2 or 3 days, and be home and recovering spending time with my girls by Thanksgiving. I'd really like to have everyone (both Shawn's folks and my folks, my siblings and his siblings) at our house for Thanksgiving this year because I REALLY don't like the idea of taking a newborn out in November AND it would be awesome for everyone to be together. I guess we'll see how it goes. In a perfect world we could schedule everything according to our wishes, couldn't we?
Let's see...what else? We had to spray our living room and bedroom with flea spray this evening (and on Saturday). Since giving Max away, we've noticed a few FLEAS (YUK!) around the house. I guess they don't have anywhere to go now that Max isn't here. I HATE FLEAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So, hopefully we'll get rid of them...and NO MORE inside dogs again EVER!!!!!!! What a pain in the butt! Of course even though the labels on the spray say that it's safe to sit/walk on the treated surfaces after an hour, I'm still hesitant. Hopefully it isn't harmful to small children and pregnant women! It's been 1 1/2 hours now, so I'm guessing it'll be safe. What a worrier I am...
Anyway, it's Keira's bedtime and Shawn's teasing me ("Are you writing a novel over there?"). I guess I'd better end here and put her to sleep. I need to get a clean crib sheet out...I'm off now. Goodnight!
This is how the next few weeks will go for us...
WEEK 1: Monday-Aunt Sis's house, Tuesday-Daycare, Wednesday-Shawn, Thursday-Daycare, Friday-Gramma
WEEK 2: Monday-Gramma 1/2 day (I have to take a half day at work b/c I have a doctor's appointment in the afternoon), Tuesday-Daycare, Wednesday-Aunt Sis's house, Thursday-Daycare, Friday-Gramma
WEEK 3: Monday-Aunt Sis's house, Tuesday-Daycare, Wednesday-Shawn, Thursday-Daycare, Friday-Gramma
WHEW! Hopefully we'll be able to keep track of everything. Basically she'll be at daycare every Tuesday and Thursday, with Gramma every Friday, at Aunt Sis's house every Monday, and with Shawn every other Wednesday.
I'm just really dreading having to be away from her. If it's possible, I'm having worse separation anxiety this year than I did last year. I think it's because she's older now and we've had so much fun together this summer. She learns something new and amazes me every day. I just feel like I'm going to miss something. *SOB* Poor Mommy!
On a more positive note, I'm 25 weeks pregnant today. That means only 15 weeks until my due date. THAT MEANS, only 14 weeks of work until I'm back at home again for 6 or 7 weeks of maternity leave!! I don't think my doctor will induce my labor since I want to have a VBAC this time. But, I'm going to ask her if she'd do another C-Section IF Reagan doesn't come on her own by 39 weeks. It sounds selfish maybe, but I really don't want to be in the hospital for Thanksgiving. Ideally, I'll go into labor on my own somewhere between November 7-14, have a "natural" delivery (with epidural if necessary), stay in the hospital 2 or 3 days, and be home and recovering spending time with my girls by Thanksgiving. I'd really like to have everyone (both Shawn's folks and my folks, my siblings and his siblings) at our house for Thanksgiving this year because I REALLY don't like the idea of taking a newborn out in November AND it would be awesome for everyone to be together. I guess we'll see how it goes. In a perfect world we could schedule everything according to our wishes, couldn't we?
Let's see...what else? We had to spray our living room and bedroom with flea spray this evening (and on Saturday). Since giving Max away, we've noticed a few FLEAS (YUK!) around the house. I guess they don't have anywhere to go now that Max isn't here. I HATE FLEAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So, hopefully we'll get rid of them...and NO MORE inside dogs again EVER!!!!!!! What a pain in the butt! Of course even though the labels on the spray say that it's safe to sit/walk on the treated surfaces after an hour, I'm still hesitant. Hopefully it isn't harmful to small children and pregnant women! It's been 1 1/2 hours now, so I'm guessing it'll be safe. What a worrier I am...
Anyway, it's Keira's bedtime and Shawn's teasing me ("Are you writing a novel over there?"). I guess I'd better end here and put her to sleep. I need to get a clean crib sheet out...I'm off now. Goodnight!
Thursday, August 03, 2006
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