11.26.2009
11.21.2009
Milestones
It seems like everyone in my household is flying through milestones left and right. I feel like our lives are on fast forward right now.
Friday was our 5 year wedding anniversary. Although we feel like the same people who said, "I do," in 2004, a lot has changed. Our relationship has gotten better and better as we learn how to communicate, problem solve, and serve each other. We have evolved into a family of four somehow, and we've memorized every Backyardigans episode ever. EVER.
Wednesday was Allie's 4 month birthiversary. Last Thanksgiving we were announcing her conception, and now she's kicking, squealing, and rolling over. She weighed in at 14 lbs, 2 oz at her check up, and she's surpassed the 2 foot mark by a quarter of an inch.
Lexi turned 2.5 a couple of weeks ago. This week she learned how to write her name, and she just said a sentence that included a 7 syllable phrase, "beautiful decorations". Seriously? Last Halloween she was using baby words like "muk" for milk, "lalo" for water, and "deh" for yes.
All that to say, how blessed am I?
Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to HIM be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.
Friday was our 5 year wedding anniversary. Although we feel like the same people who said, "I do," in 2004, a lot has changed. Our relationship has gotten better and better as we learn how to communicate, problem solve, and serve each other. We have evolved into a family of four somehow, and we've memorized every Backyardigans episode ever. EVER.
Wednesday was Allie's 4 month birthiversary. Last Thanksgiving we were announcing her conception, and now she's kicking, squealing, and rolling over. She weighed in at 14 lbs, 2 oz at her check up, and she's surpassed the 2 foot mark by a quarter of an inch.
Lexi turned 2.5 a couple of weeks ago. This week she learned how to write her name, and she just said a sentence that included a 7 syllable phrase, "beautiful decorations". Seriously? Last Halloween she was using baby words like "muk" for milk, "lalo" for water, and "deh" for yes.
All that to say, how blessed am I?
Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to HIM be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.
11.13.2009
Setting the Record Straight and a Lot of Whining
I've given birth twice. I've passed kidney stones twice. I've had surgery to remove kidney stones twice. The question is, what hurts more - child birth or kidney stones?
I'd have to say intense labor without drugs is the worst pain I've experienced. The pain of the contractions is like no other. Sorry, boys.
However, I can definitely see how someone who has never given birth would say that passing a kidney stone is the worst pain they have ever experienced. In my situation, I was aching from my chest to my legs, all the way around my body. There were waves of stabbing pain in the center of my abdomen (between my rib cages), and about every 30 seconds it felt like I was being cut in half at hip level. Both times I passed stones, this went on for about an hour and a half.
To avoid that kind of pain, I've opted to have surgery to remove stones on two different occasions. Unfortunately, the recovery has involved having a ureter stent placed each time. The pain associated with having this piece of plastic inside my body has been just as miserable as trying to pass stones on my own. There is no comfortable position, and drugs like Lortab and Percocet have provided little to no relief. It just feels like a constant stabbing from kidney to bladder. And peeing causes bladder spasms, making it all a thousand times worse. I am serious when I say I would welcome being placed in a medically induced coma until the stent can be removed (Saturday at noon, in case you were wondering). Until then, I will have to settle for Percocet-induced drowsiness to help me sleep through the next 30 hours of my life. Thank goodness my kids are being well taken care of by my superhero husband and my saintly mom and mom-in-law. I couldn't get through this without them.
I'd have to say intense labor without drugs is the worst pain I've experienced. The pain of the contractions is like no other. Sorry, boys.
However, I can definitely see how someone who has never given birth would say that passing a kidney stone is the worst pain they have ever experienced. In my situation, I was aching from my chest to my legs, all the way around my body. There were waves of stabbing pain in the center of my abdomen (between my rib cages), and about every 30 seconds it felt like I was being cut in half at hip level. Both times I passed stones, this went on for about an hour and a half.
To avoid that kind of pain, I've opted to have surgery to remove stones on two different occasions. Unfortunately, the recovery has involved having a ureter stent placed each time. The pain associated with having this piece of plastic inside my body has been just as miserable as trying to pass stones on my own. There is no comfortable position, and drugs like Lortab and Percocet have provided little to no relief. It just feels like a constant stabbing from kidney to bladder. And peeing causes bladder spasms, making it all a thousand times worse. I am serious when I say I would welcome being placed in a medically induced coma until the stent can be removed (Saturday at noon, in case you were wondering). Until then, I will have to settle for Percocet-induced drowsiness to help me sleep through the next 30 hours of my life. Thank goodness my kids are being well taken care of by my superhero husband and my saintly mom and mom-in-law. I couldn't get through this without them.
11.05.2009
Hair, Vacuums and Other Irrational Fears
Toddlers are known for developing fears that make no sense. Apparently, my two-year-old is no exception. Since the day she was born, she has been TERRIFIED of vacuum cleaners. I suppose our vacuum IS rather loud, but she has had TWO AND A HALF years to get used to it. Instead, it seems her fear is becoming more and more intense. She used to be okay if I let her sit on the couch while I vacuumed. Then she needed to hold a security object. Then she needed to sit on Daddy's lap. Then she needed to bury her face in his chest. Now she literally crawls up his torso, crying and screaming EVERY TIME I vacuum. She gets nervous even if I mention the word.
Lately she has expanded her list of fears to include stray hairs. She has never been a fan of getting her hands dirty. From the time she could sit up on her own, she has been particularly aware of minuscule threads and hairs on carpets, couches, and clothing. She used to pick them up, hold them out to me, and whine with a disgusted look on her face until I took them from her. But last week she decided to FREAK OUT when she saw a hair floating in her bath water. She just sobbed and kept screaming, "GET ME OUT! GET ME OUT!" The next time I told her it was bath time, she teared up and said, "Do you think there are going to be hairs in the bath tub?!" I told her I would make sure there weren't any hairs in the bath tub just to get her IN the bathroom. Then she peered over the side of the tub, scanning every square inch of the tub for stray hairs. I wonder how she would react if I showed her all the hairs the vacuum cleaner sucks up...
She reacts the same way to big dogs and most men. At least I get those fears.
You may also notice that her hair just keeps getting longer and longer. That's because she is terrified of getting it cut. We've NEVER cut the back of her hair. She'll let me or my mom cut her bangs if we're really persuasive. The hair dryer is also on Lexi's Fear List. I guess it is too loud for her. So I have pretty much resigned myself to the fact that this child, with her head full of wet hair, is GOING to get sick this winter. Unless, of course, I can't get her in the bath tub to wash said hair...
Lately she has expanded her list of fears to include stray hairs. She has never been a fan of getting her hands dirty. From the time she could sit up on her own, she has been particularly aware of minuscule threads and hairs on carpets, couches, and clothing. She used to pick them up, hold them out to me, and whine with a disgusted look on her face until I took them from her. But last week she decided to FREAK OUT when she saw a hair floating in her bath water. She just sobbed and kept screaming, "GET ME OUT! GET ME OUT!" The next time I told her it was bath time, she teared up and said, "Do you think there are going to be hairs in the bath tub?!" I told her I would make sure there weren't any hairs in the bath tub just to get her IN the bathroom. Then she peered over the side of the tub, scanning every square inch of the tub for stray hairs. I wonder how she would react if I showed her all the hairs the vacuum cleaner sucks up...
She reacts the same way to big dogs and most men. At least I get those fears.
You may also notice that her hair just keeps getting longer and longer. That's because she is terrified of getting it cut. We've NEVER cut the back of her hair. She'll let me or my mom cut her bangs if we're really persuasive. The hair dryer is also on Lexi's Fear List. I guess it is too loud for her. So I have pretty much resigned myself to the fact that this child, with her head full of wet hair, is GOING to get sick this winter. Unless, of course, I can't get her in the bath tub to wash said hair...
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