Saturday, November 16, 2013

Friday Ramblings...

I have had some funny thoughts lately, and tonight I feel like babbling publicly.

It's been almost six months since I gave birth and I have been coming to terms with a new way of life. It has been a journey of contradictions. Most of the time, I feel the changes are beautiful. My nights are filled with poopy diapers, breast milk, mushy baby food, and being a complete goof ball just to get a smile out of my baby girl. It's so much fun and I am trying to soak in this wonderful phase of my life!

However, sometimes the media messages about body image get me a little down. I look at the changes pregnancy and birth have done to my body and wonder if I can ever look like what society says I should look like...ever!! But then I see things like the interview with Jennifer Lawrence, Ellen with Katie Couric, and others and it gives me hope that we're moving in the right direction and that we can change.

After all, society used to think this was hot...


This is the Venus of Willendorf, a statue carved sometime in the Upper Paleolithic era. It is one of the earliest images of the human body made by humankind. Many anthropologists believe she is a symbol of fertility and beauty. Her full figure would have been very desirable because she would be more likely to survive the harsh environment she lived in. She would be most likely to reproduce and bear children. As my freshman biology professor always said, "It's all about sex!"

So, whenever I get down about myself, I just think of the Venus of Willendorf and remember, my child-bearing hips have given me the best gift I could ever ask for...

                                         ...this beautiful girl!

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

FIVE MONTHS!


Olivia is 5 months old today!

Last week I finally went through all of Liv’s clothes and packed away the newborn and 0-3 outfits. I can’t believe how little she was! She is growing up so fast! (Side note: I remember hearing my siblings and friends say things like this and, as a non-parent, I just nodded my head and smiled. It is quite hilarious and fun to see myself saying and feeling these exact same things! You all can just nod and smile at me now, I deserve it.)

As I was looking back over these past five months I was trying to remember all the fun, new and amazing things about Olivia and what she brought to our family – and I realized I was already forgetting things! No good. So here I am, in the bloggersphere again, doing my best to record what I remember about these fantastically fleeting five months.

Month 1

Weight:                8 lbs 10 oz
Height:                 20 inches
Favorites:             
  • Liv would make the cutest little grunts and moans when she slept. I think that runs in the Lee family, but somehow it’s a little cuter when it comes from a tiny baby.
  • Snuggling. Liv could sleep all day and all night if we let her. And I didn’t mind.
  •  Her tiny hospital hat that I wanted her to wear all the time!
  • She looked like a little Japanese boy.
Tough:
  • We did have a hard time breastfeeding at first. It took about a month but we finally learned how to do it on our own.
Those first few weeks were amazing. My mom came to help me learn how to do all the little things that are supposed to be natural for mothers. She stayed up with me while I fed Livvy, taught me how to give her a bath, and cleaned my house so I could rest and get to know my new baby. She helped me so much, even though I’m sure she was exhausted after the week she spent with us!



Month 2

Weight:                  10 lbs
Height                    21.5 inches
Favorites:               
  • Her little burps were anything but little! She could belch with the best of them and it always made me laugh.
  • She would take naps with her hands over her head or covering her face. So cute!
  • Chris gave her a name and a blessing on July 7th. She was beautiful!
  • She started sleeping through the night which made mom and dad very happy.
Tough:                  
  •  Shots! 
  • We found out she had torticollis, which is basically a very, very tight muscle in her neck that makes it difficult for her to turn her head to the left. We started therapy and doing stretches with her every day to work out the muscle. She was mostly a champ, but every now and then she let us know of her discomfort.



Month 3              

Weight:                ~12 lbs
Height:                 ~22 inches
Favorites:            
  •  Liv started talking up a storm. She loved to babble and chat with daddy any time of day.
  • Mom and Dad get to go on their first official date (with baby sitters)! 
  •  Her torticollis was getting much better and was able to turn her head both directions.
  • Liv started to smile!
Tough:                  
  • Kara went back to work. Luckily, Liv gets to hang out with her cousins and grandma, but it is hard to be away from little girl.




Month 4

Weight:                14 lbs 2 oz
Height:                 24 inches
Favorites:             
  • Liv started to laugh and no one is better at making her giggle than Chris. 
  • She started holding onto objects and having more interest in toys. Her current favorite is this little blonde doll. Liv can’t take her eyes off her! 
  • She started to really chunk out and we are loving her little arm and leg rolls. 
  • We watched her master the skill of rolling over from her belly to her back.
Tough:                  
  • She went through this two-week spurt of waking up every hour during the night. Not fun for Kara! But the growth spurt didn’t last for long and she is back to sleeping well again.





Month 5

Weight:                Probably about 15 lbs
Height:                 24 inches
Favorites:          
  • Baby girl tried her first bite of solid food! She wasn’t quite sure how she felt about it and I wish I got some of her crazy faces on camera.
  • She did her first roll from her back to her belly! This is a new skill so we’re still working on it
  • She is starting to enjoy Oma’s bouncer and sitting in the bumbo and high chair.
  •  Her favorite time is bath time. She is all smiles when she gets in the water and loves to kick and splash.
Tough:                
  • Her torticollis is doing much better, but we still need to do a few stretches. However, little girl is a lot more opinionated now and does not like her stretches. It’s a little bit more difficult now, but we know it’s good for her. 



HAPPY 5 MONTHS BABY GIRL!
WE LOVE YOU!






Monday, June 10, 2013

Welcoming Olivia Louise

I know this is a little late, but here is the story of Olivia's birth.

It was raining that night. After one of my many potty breaks during the night I felt something strange - kind of like my water breaking. (They say "you just know" when your water breaks. And its true. I can't really explain it, I just knew.) However, I didn't know quite what to do. I wandered around my house, trying to fix a leak, changing the laundry, and wondering whether or not to wake up Chris. In the end, I woke him up and told him to pack our hospital bags.

When we got to the hospital they only had two rooms left.  It appears that the weather really can affect pregnancy and birth.  The nurses told us that when the barometric pressure lowers, uterus pressure rises and can cause water to break.

Once we got to the hospital, Chris was nice enough to jot down a quick play-by-play.  Here it is, in all its raw glory. :)
 
2:09 The huge storm breaks Kara’s water and she wakes me up.

2:10-3:00 We hurry and throw all our stuff in our hospital bag and get in the car.

3:00-3:20 Chris drives to LDS hospital sad that he did not receive even one police escort on the way. Trying to lure the police along he goes 75 on Beck street and even runs the red light by the capital. I guess even the police don’t like to stay up too late.

3:20 We are admitted to the hospital to reduce the risk of infection from Kara’s water breaking and they tell us she is 90% effaced and 2 cm dilated and the baby is LOW.

3:30-5:30 We go for walks around the labor and delivery unit and Kara gets to munch on some juice and crackers because everything looks great with the baby. Other than that we try and fail to catch a little sleep before the real fun begins.

5:30-6:30 More of the same stuff. Our nurse tells us that Dr. Holmes (OBGYN) has a 4 hour policy, where after 4 hours of broken water if contractions are not substantial then pitocin is administered.

6:30 Kara's four hours are up.  She gets an IV inserted in her wrist and pitocin added, and the waiting game begins…and continues…and continues.

7:30 After one hour of oxytocin Kara is starting to feel some stronger contractions and our nurse was replaced off of her night shift for Susan, our new nurse. Any chance of sleep is now a thing of the past so they say, unless you get an epidural which is looking better and better to Kara.

Contractions started to happen regularly after the oxytocin and Kara was not liking the feeling of them. At first they weren’t too bad and Kara was feeling confident in her strength. The nurse asked if she wanted an epidural and she said she thought she was going to be ok. By 8:30 Kara was totally done with this pain and said she was ready for the epidural, however the anesthesiologist was in a C-section.  We were told we were the first on his list after he finished. They told us he would be done around 8:45. So, we waited, and 8:45 came and went as did 9:00 and 9:30. By this point Kara was in so much pain. When a contraction came around she would just bear down and squeeze my hands and practice all of her breathing techniques…at once.

Kara after getting the epidural
Finally the epidural came around 9:45 but even then it took a while to take effect and Kara was having a hard time getting comfortable. After finding a position and elevating her in the bed the epidural was at full force around 10:30. At this point she was checked again for progress. She was dilated to 6 centimeters and was 100% effaced. We were both wiped from being in the hospital this long and blessedly fell asleep for a couple of hours.

At 12:30 when we woke up, the nurse came to check on Kara again and said she was dilated to a 10 and at a +2 stage - translation, ready to push!
After getting all the equipment and doctor there Kara started pushing at 12:55 and at 1:23 beautiful Olivia was born. 6 lbs 6 oz and 20 inches long!

Immediately after Olivia was born, the nurses whisked her away because she had a lot of fluid in her lungs.  They suctioned out her mouth and throat and made sure her vitals looked good before bringing her back to Kara. 

Olivia getting the fluids suctioned.





Probably the best part of the entire day was the time that we spent just after with each other. All the nurses and doctors had gone, our parents were outside waiting, and Kara and I were alone with our beautiful new daughter, together, supporting and caring for one another. There wasn’t a lot of talk or conversation, I just remember looking at Olivia and Kara and realizing how great my life truly was. It was a time to ponder each other and this new addition to our family. Of course I made up cheesy tunes to sing to Olivia to keep her entertained and welcome her to our family.

 
 





















After this moment of bliss came a whirlwind of family to see the new baby. It was tiring but very welcomed, and I was grateful to see that the entire family was so welcoming of our new addition. Kara’s parents came, my parents came, Kara’s brothers and sisters came, it was amazing to see all the love that this brand new baby was getting from all these strangers.

It was an amazing day that has changed our lives and we feel so blessed!  More of the story to come (along with pictures)!

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

I AM...


I am a dog person--big dogs only.  For some reason little dogs scare me. They are so yippy and they bite at your heels and have a small-man complex. No good. So...I only like big dogs.

I have an active imagination. When I was little I would imagine I was stranded in the woods with only my big dog and a hatchet as my protector (recall the book Hatchet).  Or that I was an Indian princess, running free between the trees. Or that I was a fearless bronco rider, holding onto my tree branch for dear life as my little brother shook the limb vigorously.  Now, however, my imagination usually brings to life more realistic future scenarios such as babies and medical school and life outside of Utah. :)

I plan for the future, but I don’t stress out about it until the present.  For example, when I decided to go on a mission my mind was set.  I planned and prepared and was very excited.  It wasn't until I was lying in the hard bunk bed of the MTC that I realized the weight of my decision. This may seem somewhat irresponsible, but I like to see it as a survival technique. See, once I finally realize all the stress that should have come with my decision, it's too late to turn back.  There is nothing left to do but accept it and move forward with a good attitude. And that's what I do...usually. 

I wish I could live on the beach all day.  I look like the antithesis of a beach bum – red hair, fair skin, freckles – but I love the sun, beach volleyball, swimming, and bon fires. The closest I get here in Utah is Bear Lake. 
I love going to the cabin with my family. I love wakeboarding, swimming, and watching the sun go down over the lake as we come into the marina. And that exhausted, sandy feeling at the end of the day…is there anything better?

I love ice cream to a fault.

I have a knack for picking out the most expensive item.  Doesn't matter what it is; jewelry, clothes, dessert, faucet head, you name it. This can be both a blessing and a curse...but mostly a curse.

I’m not the best at showing emotion, although I’m working on this.  I get embarrassed if I show too much emotion over a gift or an event.  I have no idea why, but I’m just a little British this way I guess.

But most importantly, I am constantly changing. I am not completely who I was five years ago, and I hope that in the next five years I will be someone new...and better.

April Showers!

I wanted to give a big THANK YOU to everyone who participated in my baby shower last Saturday! A special thank you goes to my wonderful mother who planned and hosted the event.  She is a fabulous party planner and the best mom a girl could ask for!  Thanks to my sisters and moms for providing all the delicious food!  Thanks to the family and friends who came to visit and were so generous in helping Chris and I prepare to welcome little Olivia to our family.   And thanks to Nikki Jacobson who took these pictures so I could have a few memories! (I always forget my camera!)







Everyone wrote down a small "Joy of Children" for me to read and remember when I'm having a rough day.  These cards will help me remember the small things in life and learn to look for the joys in raising children.








I was also given this pail of diapers.  These were not just plain diapers, however.  No, these had special messages for me to read during those 3:00am diaper changes when all I want to do is sleep.  Some especially hilarious messages were:"Does anybody have a match?" or "Isn't it Daddy's turn?"









THANK YOU!!

 

 

 

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

It's Friday Night!



Sometimes Friday night rolls around and Chris and I haven’t made any date plans. (Okay, this may happen almost every Friday night.) But that doesn’t mean we’ve lost all spark of creativity.  Last Friday night Chris and I decided to revert back to our childhoods and build a massive fort!  Armed with all the blankets and sheets in our house, an ironing board, card table, and kitchen chairs, we were able to construct this beauty…


The entrance looks small, but the space opens up wide in the middle. We encompassed our TV in the fort so we could enjoy an old Hitchcock film, The Lady Vanishes. I propped up my pregnant self on about ten pillows and a big fluffy blanket.  Chris even made his famous Butterfinger shakes to complete the night. Delicious!  It’s funny how a makeshift tent can make movie night all that much more enjoyable.  (Not quite enjoyable enough to spend the entire night there, even though Chris did suggest it.)

 I think we’re reverting back to our care free days because we know that, in just another month and a half, our lives are going to change dramatically.  It may even be another four years before Olivia is old enough to enjoy a good fort. 

So next Friday, what’ll it be?  Night games, toilet papering, hanging out at IHOP until 5:00am?  Who’s in?!?