For weeks I've been preaching to every mama friend I know that we (as mothers) need to find something we are passionate about this summer and DO. THE. THING. So, naturally, I'm writing again.
Mama Is Solo (well, with four kids)
Monday, October 5, 2015
I kid you not, since Justin deployed a couple years ago.. Murphy's Law hits this family like nobody's business whenever he leaves. Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong. It started on Saturday afternoon. It was extremely chilly outside, but despite the cooler fall weather, we enjoyed it to the fullest. We were outside for a few hours, running around and enjoying fall sunshine. I felt my feet start to hurt a little bit in the boots I chose to wear, but I just kept on running around. That night when we got home, I was paying for that decision hardcore. My feet were hurting so badly that after I put Ava down for bed, I didn't move much at all. I tried to rub them, take a bath, and just soothe them.. nothing really worked. I can honestly say I've never felt discomfort like that in my feet before.
Let's fast forward to Sunday morning. I woke up to a very congested, feverish, and runny nosed toddler. The last time Ava was sick like this was when Justin was at ALC this past April. That was probably the longest two weeks of my life. I'm really hoping it stays a cold, and there aren't any puking fits or super long nights of coughing fits. I absolutely hate when my child cannot get good sleep because she's so congested and full of mucus. I don't sleep well when she's sick like that either. I constantly have to check on her after every single cough, and sometimes I'll find myself falling asleep on the floor beside her bed just to be close if she needs me. Sunday night wasn't any better for us. I made the (probably not so smart) decision to do a maternity session, and while the interaction with the parents-to-be and photos went really well.. after a short time I started having some serious pains in my feet like the day before. Only this time, I knew what ignoring the signs meant.
I walked a lot further, and was far more active during this photo session than I realized. When I came home, my feet were ON FIRE. I got Ava ready for bed, and in the middle of bath time Justin called.. I did tell him about my feet the night before when he called, and he was completely concerned. I cringed at having to tell him that I ignored the advice from not only him, but the nurse practitioner about taking it easy, yet again. I did spend my night in bed, feet up, and with a water bottle beside me. Before I knew it, I was out for the count. I woke up in the middle of the night, first to a very hot Ava at my bedside (infamous fever struck), and then again around 4 a.m. with extremely intense "Charley horse" cramps in my right calf. I was in tears at this point because I could literally see/feel my muscles tightening with zero relief. I sat up in bed and tried to rub it out.. that didn't work at all. It lasted only a short time, but it is still something I've never experienced in pregnancy before. I went back to sleep, and there weren't any more fits of leg cramps (thank God).
After getting Ava squared away with breakfast, I did research on the "Charley horse" pain that I had felt. Apparently this is actually pretty common in pregnancy, especially during the second and third trimester, AND at night. This is the article I read, and it was pretty informative about what I'm experiencing. There is really not a set known cause, but tons of potential reasons why this might be happening. Even with my new set of pregnancy woes, Olivia is still active and her heart is beating so strong! Whenever something happens to me, I find myself using the Doppler to make sure her heart rate is tip top.
As of tomorrow, I'll be 25 weeks along, and although I didn't expect to be spending my week this way, I am glad that we are just 15 weeks away from meeting our sweet baby. Ava has been laying on my belly a lot more this past week, and it's so cute to watch her being kicked by her sister from the inside. I'm really hoping that we are feeling good by the end of the week, but I am totally prepared for the next couple of weeks to be long for us. On the upside, we will be that much closer to having daddy home, so I suppose there's a silver lining in every situation. Before I wrap this up, here's a photo of my baby bump from Saturday afternoon! Olivia is growing so much and I absolutely love seeing it!
♥- Leilani
Let's fast forward to Sunday morning. I woke up to a very congested, feverish, and runny nosed toddler. The last time Ava was sick like this was when Justin was at ALC this past April. That was probably the longest two weeks of my life. I'm really hoping it stays a cold, and there aren't any puking fits or super long nights of coughing fits. I absolutely hate when my child cannot get good sleep because she's so congested and full of mucus. I don't sleep well when she's sick like that either. I constantly have to check on her after every single cough, and sometimes I'll find myself falling asleep on the floor beside her bed just to be close if she needs me. Sunday night wasn't any better for us. I made the (probably not so smart) decision to do a maternity session, and while the interaction with the parents-to-be and photos went really well.. after a short time I started having some serious pains in my feet like the day before. Only this time, I knew what ignoring the signs meant.
I walked a lot further, and was far more active during this photo session than I realized. When I came home, my feet were ON FIRE. I got Ava ready for bed, and in the middle of bath time Justin called.. I did tell him about my feet the night before when he called, and he was completely concerned. I cringed at having to tell him that I ignored the advice from not only him, but the nurse practitioner about taking it easy, yet again. I did spend my night in bed, feet up, and with a water bottle beside me. Before I knew it, I was out for the count. I woke up in the middle of the night, first to a very hot Ava at my bedside (infamous fever struck), and then again around 4 a.m. with extremely intense "Charley horse" cramps in my right calf. I was in tears at this point because I could literally see/feel my muscles tightening with zero relief. I sat up in bed and tried to rub it out.. that didn't work at all. It lasted only a short time, but it is still something I've never experienced in pregnancy before. I went back to sleep, and there weren't any more fits of leg cramps (thank God).
After getting Ava squared away with breakfast, I did research on the "Charley horse" pain that I had felt. Apparently this is actually pretty common in pregnancy, especially during the second and third trimester, AND at night. This is the article I read, and it was pretty informative about what I'm experiencing. There is really not a set known cause, but tons of potential reasons why this might be happening. Even with my new set of pregnancy woes, Olivia is still active and her heart is beating so strong! Whenever something happens to me, I find myself using the Doppler to make sure her heart rate is tip top.
As of tomorrow, I'll be 25 weeks along, and although I didn't expect to be spending my week this way, I am glad that we are just 15 weeks away from meeting our sweet baby. Ava has been laying on my belly a lot more this past week, and it's so cute to watch her being kicked by her sister from the inside. I'm really hoping that we are feeling good by the end of the week, but I am totally prepared for the next couple of weeks to be long for us. On the upside, we will be that much closer to having daddy home, so I suppose there's a silver lining in every situation. Before I wrap this up, here's a photo of my baby bump from Saturday afternoon! Olivia is growing so much and I absolutely love seeing it!
Friday, May 9, 2014
I am so upset right now. Murphy's law is definitely hitting us lately. I'm not stressed over anything, just really confused as to why nothing can go according to plan. First, our friend/photographer had to cancel her trip out here (which I thought was going to be more devastating than it actually is), which forced me to evaluate our photo plans and the next couple of weeks. I found a new photographer, and I'm pretty pleased with that. I was even able to get my money back for certain tickets I bought for exploration. Now, Justin tells me that while he's at school for the month, he has to work two Saturdays because of the four days off due to Memorial day. Guess what sweet little girl had a birthday party planned on one of those Saturdays? Not to mention her actual birth date? Yep. Our baby.
Now, I know this isn't the end of the world, but I really am disappointed. I'm becoming less tolerant of people making comments too. I know they are trying to help, but certain comments don't help me. I know Ava won't remember anything from this birthday, I also know that no matter what we do, it'll turn out great. I really just had my heart set a certain way, and now almost all of those things have been compromised. Last year, Justin wasn't there when Ava was born. I mean, he was there, he just wasn't tangible. It meant the world to me to know that my two love bugs would together on Ava's big day. Granted, he will still be with us; just after his work day. Hopefully all of our family and friends can still make it out on Sunday for Ava's party. One of my little cousin's has a birthday coming up next week too. Her and Ava were going to blow out their candles at Ava's party. I am hoping we are still able to have that happen.
Justin is getting off super early today, and we have a fun weekend ahead. I'm trying to focus on that, and just enjoy spending time with my family. I'm really excited about my first Mother's day, and I'm almost positive I'm going to end up crying. More than anything, I'm pretty proud that I've made it through the first year of motherhood with minimal bumps in the road. This journey has been emotional, scary, and wonderful all at the same time. Well, thanks for listening guys. I really do have some amazing blog readers. I love getting the emails and messages from you guys. To all my fellow mama's, I hope you enjoy your special day this Sunday. There isn't any other job quite as special as being a mother, so give yourselves a pat on the back (and possibly a manicure)!
Happy Friday all!
♥- Leilani
Now, I know this isn't the end of the world, but I really am disappointed. I'm becoming less tolerant of people making comments too. I know they are trying to help, but certain comments don't help me. I know Ava won't remember anything from this birthday, I also know that no matter what we do, it'll turn out great. I really just had my heart set a certain way, and now almost all of those things have been compromised. Last year, Justin wasn't there when Ava was born. I mean, he was there, he just wasn't tangible. It meant the world to me to know that my two love bugs would together on Ava's big day. Granted, he will still be with us; just after his work day. Hopefully all of our family and friends can still make it out on Sunday for Ava's party. One of my little cousin's has a birthday coming up next week too. Her and Ava were going to blow out their candles at Ava's party. I am hoping we are still able to have that happen.
Justin is getting off super early today, and we have a fun weekend ahead. I'm trying to focus on that, and just enjoy spending time with my family. I'm really excited about my first Mother's day, and I'm almost positive I'm going to end up crying. More than anything, I'm pretty proud that I've made it through the first year of motherhood with minimal bumps in the road. This journey has been emotional, scary, and wonderful all at the same time. Well, thanks for listening guys. I really do have some amazing blog readers. I love getting the emails and messages from you guys. To all my fellow mama's, I hope you enjoy your special day this Sunday. There isn't any other job quite as special as being a mother, so give yourselves a pat on the back (and possibly a manicure)!
Happy Friday all!
♥- Leilani
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