Today was Gracie's first full day at daycare, aka Grammy's house (my mom). She had a good day she was in the swing, Grampy bought her a blanket, a onesie, and a play mat which she loved thus making it so that I had to get her one for here. I don't technically have to leave her, Dave does because he drops her off, so I just convince myself that she's just leaving with her Daddy in the mornings.
Other news on the Gracie front, she has slept through the night for the past two nights. It has been lovely, not that she isn't regularly a good sleeper, but you get the point.
Nate is officially a fifth grader. We met Nate's teachers tonight. He has three. I am not sure about two of them. We'll see. He has strict orders to have some sense and not create drama.
Dave went to the cardiologist this morning and they took him off of one of his medications. He was happy.
I am back on mine. I just feel so overwhelmed. It's ridiculous.
Work was good. My room is done and copies made for Open House and the first day of school. A lot of people were happy to see me, while others made judgements on my choice to return to work. The bottom line: a. she's with my mom b. I need to save FMLA time for her hand issues and c. it isn't fiscally responsible to stay off with doctors/medical bills. So, my stance is this: I didn't ask you and I don't care what you think.
Other than that, all is well.
8.22.2008
8.19.2008
Pediatrician Update
Gracyn had a pedi appointment yesterday and it went well. She is now 20" long and weighed 7 lbs 2 oz! So excited. She is still, and going to remain, in the lower percentiles for her weight (from the 2nd to the 4th). She is went from the 6th to the 13th for her height though! Dr. Barnes was happy with her progress.
Her next appointment is September 22nd. She gets three shots and a drink to drink at that visit. I am anxious about her getting shots :(
Her next appointment is September 22nd. She gets three shots and a drink to drink at that visit. I am anxious about her getting shots :(
8.13.2008
He's a MANIAC...
maniac on the floor. And, he's dancing like he's never danced before..."I found this picture of Miles from last summer. We had them declawed and he chewed his paws open. Needless to say, the vet coned him and bandaged him all up. He was so sad and distraught when I held him in my lap he fell asleep, cone and all, and was snoring. It was a very humbling experience for him :)
Snippet of Tranquility
A brief moment of tranquility. Rare. And, for those who think I lie (because she never comes out) about having a second cat, she's the fuzzy one.
New Gracie Pics
#1 - Sitting in her bouncy chair looking out of the front door (one of her favorite past times)#2 - In her diaper on our bed. She looks so violated :(
4w Pic
She's in her jambas. Her jambas being a 6m t-shirt from Target. Hey, all little girls sleep in big t-shirts :)8.11.2008
Request Denied...almost twice.
I was denied my right to piercing yesterday. I wanted to get my belly button repierced. Dave and I lugged Gracie to my Mom's and headed for Piercology. We got there and were denied. The guy said I have to wait three months...WTF? I have googled until my fingers wanna fall off and have found nothing to support this claim. I am going to ask my NMW tomorrow at my appointment. If I get the green light from her, I am going to go some place else.
It made me mad because I am a grown ass woman who knows what she is capable of doing. I don't need a kid behind a counter telling me I have to wait. A. he doesn't know me or my delivery and B. I have to sign a waiver before they'll pierce me anyway...what difference did it make?
Ug.
Then, I tried to return my high chair to BRU today because it is too big for my dining area. I wanted to get the one you can place on your dining room chairs. DRAMA. There is a new policy at BRU, took effect yesterday, and even though it was on my registry I couldn't do anything with it because it wasn't showing as purchased. Duh. I have it right here! I didn't have a gift receipt was their claim...so? It is on the registry and I have it right here...LONG story short: I called the 800 to complain. They took it off the registry and sent me back to the store. They did it, but there was this broad there, a department supervisor, who kept running her mouth. I usually have more decorum, but today I lost it. After waiting for this to get handled, driving away and coming back, then waiting again for them to get it done I was unable to handle her mouth running (while she was ringing other people out too!). I told her about herself. It was not one of my finer moments, but I couldn't take it anymore. I told her I needed her to stop talking to me as I wasn't talking to her.
It made me mad because I am a grown ass woman who knows what she is capable of doing. I don't need a kid behind a counter telling me I have to wait. A. he doesn't know me or my delivery and B. I have to sign a waiver before they'll pierce me anyway...what difference did it make?
Ug.
Then, I tried to return my high chair to BRU today because it is too big for my dining area. I wanted to get the one you can place on your dining room chairs. DRAMA. There is a new policy at BRU, took effect yesterday, and even though it was on my registry I couldn't do anything with it because it wasn't showing as purchased. Duh. I have it right here! I didn't have a gift receipt was their claim...so? It is on the registry and I have it right here...LONG story short: I called the 800 to complain. They took it off the registry and sent me back to the store. They did it, but there was this broad there, a department supervisor, who kept running her mouth. I usually have more decorum, but today I lost it. After waiting for this to get handled, driving away and coming back, then waiting again for them to get it done I was unable to handle her mouth running (while she was ringing other people out too!). I told her about herself. It was not one of my finer moments, but I couldn't take it anymore. I told her I needed her to stop talking to me as I wasn't talking to her.
4 Weeks Old Today!
Gracie is four weeks old today! WooHoo! I took her to Riverside's Women's Center and weighed her again (her checkup is the 18th). Today she weighed 6 lbs 11.4 oz! Maybe we'll break 7 at her appointment! I'll post a four week pick later this week.
8.09.2008
Poem
from limbdifferences.com
Missing Parts
God looked down,
another child complete,
A smile so perfect,
a temper so sweet.
But baby looked and some parts were gone,
Did God mess up and make me wrong?
God just looked at this perfect child,
He explained Himself as He just smiled.
"If I'd taken time to make that part,
you wouldn't be such a work of art.
"I would not have had time to make that smile,
To list your talents would last a mile.
Your sense of humor, that belly laugh,
Where are these parts, you have to ask?
You are so lucky, these gifts of gold,
Those missing parts are mine to hold.
Forever they'll be, close to my heart,
So as you live, we are never apart.
Each time I move, you'll be on my mind,
You special child, you are quite the find!
So do not miss that part, you see,
It will always be safe and sound with me."
Missing Parts
God looked down,
another child complete,
A smile so perfect,
a temper so sweet.
But baby looked and some parts were gone,
Did God mess up and make me wrong?
God just looked at this perfect child,
He explained Himself as He just smiled.
"If I'd taken time to make that part,
you wouldn't be such a work of art.
"I would not have had time to make that smile,
To list your talents would last a mile.
Your sense of humor, that belly laugh,
Where are these parts, you have to ask?
You are so lucky, these gifts of gold,
Those missing parts are mine to hold.
Forever they'll be, close to my heart,
So as you live, we are never apart.
Each time I move, you'll be on my mind,
You special child, you are quite the find!
So do not miss that part, you see,
It will always be safe and sound with me."
Quote
What makes you different, makes you beautiful.
StephanieW on the "new " Nest, as I refer to it, has this in her signature. I liked it and it made me think of Gracie.
StephanieW on the "new " Nest, as I refer to it, has this in her signature. I liked it and it made me think of Gracie.
Some Gracie Pics
#1 - "My bink is taking over my face!"
#2 - Laying outside at Nate's football practice
#3 - Grammy holding her on her motorcycle that Daddy bought her
#4 - Hanging out with Mom
#5 - Napping in her crib in her preemie jambas
8.08.2008
Update from the hand doctor
We saw Dr. Popp today. He said it isn't ABS, it is Symbrachydactyly. I have attached links below that explain it pretty well.
Odds: 1:30K
This is what he said:
-It isn't ABS, it is a genetic mutation.
-We need to see a genetic counselor to make sure it isn't syndromic.
-She will be in OT when she is older (1 yr +).
-He is not going to remove her fingers (nubbins).
-He is not going to do surgery while she is little because he doesn't want to waste a surgery when something better can come along.
-We see him again in six months (February)
-He was very happy with her elbow, arm, wrist etc. All that is why he said it wasn't ABS.
http://www.reference.com/browse/wiki/Symbrachydactyly
http://www.childrenshospital.org/az/Site1108/mainpageS1108P0.html
Overall, I am okay. We're okay. It was a little disheartening because I feel like I am back to square one. I had all those months to adjust to it being ABS and now it's not. I liked Dr. Popp. He was honest and nice and real and we needed that. I feel like I failed at correct procreation. I know it makes zero sense, but I do feel like that. It is hard because Dave made Nate and he came out fine, but here we are. I love my daughter and wouldn't trade her for anything, she is perfect to me, but I accept that there is something wrong with her and I can't help feeling like it's my fault. I don't know. That's all I can say for now.
Odds: 1:30K
This is what he said:
-It isn't ABS, it is a genetic mutation.
-We need to see a genetic counselor to make sure it isn't syndromic.
-She will be in OT when she is older (1 yr +).
-He is not going to remove her fingers (nubbins).
-He is not going to do surgery while she is little because he doesn't want to waste a surgery when something better can come along.
-We see him again in six months (February)
-He was very happy with her elbow, arm, wrist etc. All that is why he said it wasn't ABS.
http://www.reference.com/browse/wiki/Symbrachydactyly
http://www.childrenshospital.org/az/Site1108/mainpageS1108P0.html
Overall, I am okay. We're okay. It was a little disheartening because I feel like I am back to square one. I had all those months to adjust to it being ABS and now it's not. I liked Dr. Popp. He was honest and nice and real and we needed that. I feel like I failed at correct procreation. I know it makes zero sense, but I do feel like that. It is hard because Dave made Nate and he came out fine, but here we are. I love my daughter and wouldn't trade her for anything, she is perfect to me, but I accept that there is something wrong with her and I can't help feeling like it's my fault. I don't know. That's all I can say for now.
8.06.2008
Updates galore
#1 - I went to return my pump today, drying up despite efforts to increase supply, and I weighed Gracyn at Riverside's Women's Center weigh station. She weighed: 6 lbs 8.4 oz! I was so happy I could've cried!
#2 - I had to get clothes for work yesterday, as I am not losing 10 lbs in the next week and a half, and am only up one pant size from my pre-pregnant self. 10 to a 12 and mostly in my hips.
#3 - Went to dentist today. I have to have two cavities filled next week. Ug.
#2 - I had to get clothes for work yesterday, as I am not losing 10 lbs in the next week and a half, and am only up one pant size from my pre-pregnant self. 10 to a 12 and mostly in my hips.
#3 - Went to dentist today. I have to have two cavities filled next week. Ug.
8.05.2008
Hilarious!
This article was on MSN. It is about loathing Crocs. It makes me laugh as I own numorous pairs myself!
http://www.newsweek.com/id/150240/page/2
http://www.newsweek.com/id/150240/page/2
8.03.2008
Go bye, bye!
Isn't she too cute in her car seat? She is swimming in it. They made her pass a car seat test before they'd let her leave the hospital.Friday is the big day.
We meet with the hand surgeon on Friday. It's the first time we'll actually meet Dr. Popp and the first time he'll see her actual hand and not just an ultrasound picture.
I think that he'll be happy with what she has. They anticipated that it was nothing but fatty tissue from the wrist down. What she actually has a lot more. She has bone or cartilage, some movement of the three middle finger buds, and uses it to grip and do things like hold her binky in her mouth, etc.
I am full of emotions about this. I am excited, of course, but I am also scared and anxious and nervous and a zillion other things. What if we get there and he wants to remove her thumb and pinky? We understand that they are essentially skin tags, but still we'd have to authorize that and that is a really emotional decision. What if he says it's as good as it's gets and that there is nothing more that they can do? Then what? Then there is the whole aspect of surgery. How many is too many? And, at what age is it too young, too many, too much in general? Will kids be mean to her about it? What will I say to console her when she comes home in tears about something that someone said? Where will she wear her wedding ring? These are my, her, realities. Things that we have to face as a family. All these things run through my mind and I get overwhelmed and emotional about it.
I am grateful for the fact that of things to have wrong it's just her hand. I am grateful that it wasn't a worse case of ABS. We are blessed and I am thankful for her every day. We have a beautiful daughter who has so much spunk, motivation, and heart already that I can only imagine what a wonderful person she will become and what feats she will conquer despite her hand.
I think that he'll be happy with what she has. They anticipated that it was nothing but fatty tissue from the wrist down. What she actually has a lot more. She has bone or cartilage, some movement of the three middle finger buds, and uses it to grip and do things like hold her binky in her mouth, etc.
I am full of emotions about this. I am excited, of course, but I am also scared and anxious and nervous and a zillion other things. What if we get there and he wants to remove her thumb and pinky? We understand that they are essentially skin tags, but still we'd have to authorize that and that is a really emotional decision. What if he says it's as good as it's gets and that there is nothing more that they can do? Then what? Then there is the whole aspect of surgery. How many is too many? And, at what age is it too young, too many, too much in general? Will kids be mean to her about it? What will I say to console her when she comes home in tears about something that someone said? Where will she wear her wedding ring? These are my, her, realities. Things that we have to face as a family. All these things run through my mind and I get overwhelmed and emotional about it.
I am grateful for the fact that of things to have wrong it's just her hand. I am grateful that it wasn't a worse case of ABS. We are blessed and I am thankful for her every day. We have a beautiful daughter who has so much spunk, motivation, and heart already that I can only imagine what a wonderful person she will become and what feats she will conquer despite her hand.
Grown-Up Cliques
Nate started rec football this week. Gracyn and I went to practice Friday night and saw, what Dave affectionately refers to as the "Yentas", the mothers sitting in their respective"clique's". It was special. There were two factions. The cool kids and the wrong side of the tracks ones. Needless to say, we sat in the middle between the two factions.
It seemed silly to me. Grown women with kids, mortgages, and husbands sitting there staking claim like in a high school cafeteria. I don't get it. Maybe it's because I didn't get it when I was in actual high school. It just seemed petty and lame.
They sat there glaring at one another, whispering and talking trash about so and so's kids', outifit, husband, etc. and all I could think was that they were those people in high school and that they were breeding another group of those people in high school. Oh my.
It seemed silly to me. Grown women with kids, mortgages, and husbands sitting there staking claim like in a high school cafeteria. I don't get it. Maybe it's because I didn't get it when I was in actual high school. It just seemed petty and lame.
They sat there glaring at one another, whispering and talking trash about so and so's kids', outifit, husband, etc. and all I could think was that they were those people in high school and that they were breeding another group of those people in high school. Oh my.
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