Wow, 3D is awesome!

I may or may not have told you all but when Gracie was born her head was out but the rest of her was stuck inside of me.  It's called shoulder distotia.  This experience wasn't fun for anyone involved.  I was told to push with all my might.  Pete was pushed out of the way while the nurses pushed the "emergency" button and called in the emergency team waiting.  One of the nurses started pushing on my belly while the doctor cut a full episiotomy.  Eventually the doctor managed to get her to turn a bit or something so she was able to be delivered.  Apparently this whole commotion was over within 30 seconds but honestly it felt like an eternity.  The only reason I knew she was a girl was because the doctor said, "She's going to be ok".  I remember leaning up to look at him and said, "it's a girl?".  I didn't see her until later when they were finished helping her go from grey to "normal".  We have this picture of her absolutely screaming her face off.  Pete said that was the best noise he had ever heard.  Little did I understand until he described what it was like to watch the scene unfold.

So with that history I'm scheduled to have a cesarean section this time around.  The reoccurrence rate is 20% and the risk factor of possible problems are not even close to being worth it to me or Pete.  Obviously my recovery will be more difficult and the help that I will need will be more extensive than with my last two births but its a price we're willing to pay.

Today we had my 34 week ultrasound to check the size of "Mowgli".   So far I have been measuring big when I see my OB so she wanted to confirm that the baby is larger than my body could handle.  Typically my hospital doesn't do 3D ultrasounds unless its a medical situation that requires it. The woman who does the ultrasounds in my doctors' office has a reputation with the other people I know that see the same doctor group as unfriendly.  Some how, Lorraine I believe, and I have hit it off.  She and I talk and talk every time I'm in there.  Our common interest is books.  So far I've read a few she's suggested and I know for sure she's read more than one that I've suggested.  It's amazing when you figure out what makes someone happy and you ask them about it how nice they'll be to you.  I happen to tell my buddy that my girlfriends that see doctors in the city have all had 3D pics taken of their babies at this age.  She goes, oh I have that ability on this machine.  The next thing you know, the two of us are playing around and taking pictures of "Mowgli" just for fun.  She seriously worked for an extra 30 minutes just to get a cute picture of our baby.  People pay over a hundred dollars to get the pictures I have now.  I was so excited!!  

Both Braden and Gracie were born in the six pound range.  "Mowgli" was already five pounds today.  So if he/she grows at the 1/2 pound rate between now and my due date he/she will be around eight pounds.  A "big" baby for me.  Having this ultrasound today only confirms the decision even further...I mean if a 6 pounder can get stuck then what would happen with an 8 pounder!?

Either way, I'm 34 weeks...and SO excited to share an adorable picture of the newest Fox about to join our already cute family!

Friday! I'm so happy you're here!

A week ago Pete and I were in Palm Beach, Florida enjoying an all expenses paid vacation at The Ritz Carlton.  We had arrived in Florida the previous Sunday (without children) for a glorious week long "babymoon".  We stayed from Sunday to Thursday on Singer Island (in a room like this) and then moved to The Ritz to be spoiled with spa treatments, yummy food and fun work friends - all thanks to my super hardworking hubby.  Each year his sales team is treated to a Ritz vacation as long as they reach their year sales goal - which grants them access and high respect to the "100% club".  This was year two that my handsome man worked his butt off just to bring me on vacation :)
Ah, so a week ago today I was enjoying a Pearl Body Smoother something or other at the Eau Spa.  I laid on a table was scrubbed down with something awesome smelling, then was lead out to this outdoor garden bathroom with a beautiful shower, where I rinsed off (on my own - no one scrubbed me down there - thankfully!).  Then I was laid back down on the table and massaged with some awesome smelling lotion.  Could it get any better?  I think not!  It was pure bliss for this almost 30 week pregnant stay at home mom of two.  There were many other delicious spa treatments while we were there...including two massages, a manicure, and a pedicure.
And now, here I am, a week later still having a little "re-entry" trouble.  As any mom knows, getting back into the swing of things when you have been away from your kids (whether an hour, a few days or a week) you are immediately thrown right back to where you left off.  Their demands are immediate.  Their schedules are the same.  They "need" you as much as you were needed before you left.  There is no gradual introduction back to routine.  And, let me tell you, this week has been a little tough on this preggy momma!  Thankfully, Pete hasn't had to travel this week.  A couple mornings this week he's jumped out of bed and let me sleep until he had to get in the shower for work.  God Bless West coast hours right now.  The kids are getting up much earlier than before (between 6:45 and 7:30 - for Gracie - which I know is late in most of your minds but early for our usual 8:30 - 9:00 sleeper).
Beyond the sleep changes, both of the kids have given me quite a little run for my money.  Gracie suddenly is the "I do it" or "Self!" demander on everything.  B has been pushing the limits with his listening skills.  I wish my patience was more high but I'm just annoyed by how tough it has been.  Is this some kind of punishment for going on vacation?  Rumor has it, I'll be experience this same type of punishment in July when the baby is born.  I guess we'll chalk this week up to practice?

So, happy Friday to me.  This week has been a long one, but I made it.  Only a few more hours until my hubby is home with us for 2 days.  I think I can, I think I can....

Have a happy weekend everyone!

ps: I know, I owe some cute pictures...next week...promise!

hello again...

It's been weeks since my last post and that mostly is because weeks ago when I posted my last post I had two huge secrets stored inside me that literally gave me "bloggers block".  I don't "lie" well or have a very good "poker face" and this was totally carried over into my writing abilities in December...Since most of you who read this post are my friends and follow me already on facebook, the secrets are no longer secrets but here they are anyways.  


The first little secret (or actually pretty fantastic news in my opinion) was Pete's promotion at work.  We knew for a few weeks before it was "public" knowledge that he was being promoted and changing territories. This was big news for us because it has completely changed our little world.  I went from having a hubby that was home every night to kiss me and the kids goodnight to having a hubby that travels about two weeks a month to the west coast.  Huge change.  I miss him terribly when he's gone but am so proud of how he's being recognized for his hard work and obvious awesomeness.


The second little secret is one that has grown to be quite large in the last few weeks....and that would be our little surprise inside my uterus!  We're going from Four Foxes and a Hound to Five!  Our 3rd little joy will be arriving by July 16th...or much earlier if I get my way :)  We're going to be surprised as we were with both Braden and Gracie.  We cannot wait for number three to be here and thankfully neither can the first two baby foxes.  I'll be sure to blog more on that in the future!


Alright, folks, there it is...my re-entry into the bloggisphere.  I'll try and keep up with my blogging this time.  Can't promise a daily entry but definitely will try not to take off five months again!  I've missed this...and hopefully so have you!