Let me replay my morning...there I was pulling into the boys preschool a bit late to drop Costner off. Me in my "in between" clothes. "In between" clothes are what I call not quite pajamas but not quite my outfit of the day...which mind you is usually work out clothes so the fact that I couldn't even get those on is a bit sad. But hey...I did put a bra and some mascara on. Costner was fully dressed, fed, hair combed, ready for the day and there was Loren still with his pjs on but he did have shoes on and was fed. Of course, my sweet Audie with a full diaper and 20 minutes out from needing a bottle. But look I was just dropping Cost off quickly and then headed back home for coffee and the Today Show.
As I pulled in I saw my friends and fellow preschool moms' cars sitting outside, I wondered "why are they so late?" I, at least had the whole 3 kid, husband out of town excuse. I jumped out of the car and hustled Cost inside, his teacher greeted us and asked where Loren was. I sweetly reminded her that Loren doesn't go to school on Thursdays but kindly she replied "but I thought we were watching him while you attended the board meeting!"
CRAP! I had completely forgot and was already 30 minutes late. And let me add the boys go to a catholic preschool. I had agreed to be on the board that meets twice a year and I couldn't even show up on time to one of the meetings. I was given ample reminders, even as early as this past Tuesday but still I forgot. Which is completely unlike me, I always brag to my husband that "I have a mind like a steel trap." Well...apparently I do not. icalendar Whitney....use icalendar for gosh sakes.
So...there I am rushing Loren inside...monster truck pjs, et al as Audie and I scurry downstairs to the meeting all the while I am telling myself to apologize profusely but for God sake Whitney do not say "God" when you do. I walk thru the door and say "Oh my Gosh, I'm so sorry" and there in front of me sympathetic looks as Agnes, head of the preschool, explains I am a new mother of three kids. The looks wreak of "Oh...poor girl, she must be in over her head." And maybe I am this stage in the game with Audie being 7 weeks old, feeding at 4am and then trying corral two rambunctious little boys throughout the following day. I am exhausted and sometimes overwhelmed so I will probably remain in my "in between" clothes for a bit longer just to make one part of my life a bit easier.
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Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Bradshaw Party of Four? Bradshaw Party of Four?
Back in December Justin broached the subject of having baby #2, I looked at him like he was crazy. Was he serious? At the time we had a very active 10 month old who kept (still does) me oh-so busy, having another child wasn't even in my realm of thought. I was thinking more of trying conceive a baby in the fall and therefor having a summer baby. Costner would be two and half and in my mind a perfect age difference. Justin had a different idea in mind, he would have preferred irish twins. Me...not so much! The thought of being pregnant again for nine months and subsequently pushing out a baby just didn't appeal to me. I don't know if it was my desire to please my husband or my underlying desire to expand our family but the prospect of having another baby slowly crept into my mind over the next month.
In January I decided to go off birth control, give my body a month to back on track, start taking prenatal vitamins and come February try to get back on the baby train. February flew by....with Justin and I both being out of town a good portion of the month concieving a baby was just not possible. I looked to March for our month to really give baby making a try. By the second week in March it donned on me that I had yet to get my "monthly bill"....I went to my bathroom a pulled out a pregnancy test thinking there is no way I could actually be pregnant. As Costner took a bath I took the pregnancy test. I looked at the test in shock....there was a solid cross. This just can't be....there was a possible two days in the month of February that we could have conceived a baby. Not believing in the result, I grabbed the second pregnancy test out of the medicine cabinet and took that one. Same result! Holy Cow!! I called Justin and broke the news. He was driving home from Denver with his brother so his response was muted so to not reveal what was going on but the subsequent text messages were full of bewilderment and excitement. When he got home I ran out to the grocery store to get the more definitive pregnancy test that would say "pregnant" or "not pregnant" actually I bought two. My definitive answer on both was "pregnant". I looked at Justin with amazement in my eyes. I guess we were heading for another adventure yet again.
The next day, I spoke to my sister-in-law, friend, confidant Emily who coincidently is my OBGYN's medical assistant, Emily asked me if I was excited, shocked, nervous, uneasy, etc? My answer was "shocked and uneasy". Her response was one of understanding. Understanding that my shock and uneasiness was not because I did not want another child but more so that Costner was no longer going to be the little person in my life...no longer my little baby. That made me sad. I love Costner so much and he is my amazing little man. He may drive me nuts sometimes (especially when throws little fits) but as quickly as he makes me want to pull my hair out, he can make my heart melt. Those fits secretly make me want to laugh but I would never let him see that. And I'm not going to lie...I get overwhelmed with just one child at times I can't imagine what two children are going to do to me. Can I really handle a baby and a toddler? That frightens me. There is going to be a new treasure trove of situations and challenges. And what if the next baby is not as good as Costner was/is? But I think...was I really ready for what came with Costner? Nope! You learn as you go and that is how this next chapter in my life is going to go. I am excited but nervous...of course.
I am 12 weeks and all seems to be going well. Thank goodness there was no morning sickness but I have been very tired and hungry. When I say hungry...I mean starving! And the line of thought that you show sooner with your second is completely true. I look like I am 20 weeks pregnant. Oh well...it is what it is.
Costner is doing great! He got into a fight with the sidewalk the other day which left him pretty scratched up but mom's constant ointment applications helped a lot. He's been having a tough with bedtime lately, the other night being the worst. Monday morning he woke early, screaming, pulling on his ear and I worried he may have an ear infection. Seeing that we were leaving on vacation this week I decided to take Costner in to get him checked out. While there I asked our nurse if she would measure him curious to see how tall he was and much to my surprise Dr. Engle said he had grown three inches in the past two and half months. I was shocked. Then she took a look at his ears and throat and both look great, Dr. Engle said he was probably going thru a growth spurt. Was she serious, a growth spurt? How much taller could this kid get?
In January I decided to go off birth control, give my body a month to back on track, start taking prenatal vitamins and come February try to get back on the baby train. February flew by....with Justin and I both being out of town a good portion of the month concieving a baby was just not possible. I looked to March for our month to really give baby making a try. By the second week in March it donned on me that I had yet to get my "monthly bill"....I went to my bathroom a pulled out a pregnancy test thinking there is no way I could actually be pregnant. As Costner took a bath I took the pregnancy test. I looked at the test in shock....there was a solid cross. This just can't be....there was a possible two days in the month of February that we could have conceived a baby. Not believing in the result, I grabbed the second pregnancy test out of the medicine cabinet and took that one. Same result! Holy Cow!! I called Justin and broke the news. He was driving home from Denver with his brother so his response was muted so to not reveal what was going on but the subsequent text messages were full of bewilderment and excitement. When he got home I ran out to the grocery store to get the more definitive pregnancy test that would say "pregnant" or "not pregnant" actually I bought two. My definitive answer on both was "pregnant". I looked at Justin with amazement in my eyes. I guess we were heading for another adventure yet again.
The next day, I spoke to my sister-in-law, friend, confidant Emily who coincidently is my OBGYN's medical assistant, Emily asked me if I was excited, shocked, nervous, uneasy, etc? My answer was "shocked and uneasy". Her response was one of understanding. Understanding that my shock and uneasiness was not because I did not want another child but more so that Costner was no longer going to be the little person in my life...no longer my little baby. That made me sad. I love Costner so much and he is my amazing little man. He may drive me nuts sometimes (especially when throws little fits) but as quickly as he makes me want to pull my hair out, he can make my heart melt. Those fits secretly make me want to laugh but I would never let him see that. And I'm not going to lie...I get overwhelmed with just one child at times I can't imagine what two children are going to do to me. Can I really handle a baby and a toddler? That frightens me. There is going to be a new treasure trove of situations and challenges. And what if the next baby is not as good as Costner was/is? But I think...was I really ready for what came with Costner? Nope! You learn as you go and that is how this next chapter in my life is going to go. I am excited but nervous...of course.
I am 12 weeks and all seems to be going well. Thank goodness there was no morning sickness but I have been very tired and hungry. When I say hungry...I mean starving! And the line of thought that you show sooner with your second is completely true. I look like I am 20 weeks pregnant. Oh well...it is what it is.
Costner is doing great! He got into a fight with the sidewalk the other day which left him pretty scratched up but mom's constant ointment applications helped a lot. He's been having a tough with bedtime lately, the other night being the worst. Monday morning he woke early, screaming, pulling on his ear and I worried he may have an ear infection. Seeing that we were leaving on vacation this week I decided to take Costner in to get him checked out. While there I asked our nurse if she would measure him curious to see how tall he was and much to my surprise Dr. Engle said he had grown three inches in the past two and half months. I was shocked. Then she took a look at his ears and throat and both look great, Dr. Engle said he was probably going thru a growth spurt. Was she serious, a growth spurt? How much taller could this kid get?
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| Hi, I'm Costner and I am a walking fool! |
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| I'm a multitasker! |
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| My new chair that I think is pretty cool! |
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| 12 weeks...I'd just ate lunch so the belly was extra big. |
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Where does the week go?
I am amazed how quickly the week goes by....before I know it is the weekend! It is truly surprising how the days just melt away. Costner's days go a little something like this; he wakes up 8am, eats some breakfast and plays, around 9am he's back down for nap #1 that could last anywhere from an hour to an hour and half. Depending on the weather (and lately we have been lucky with some warm temperatures) we will get outside for a run, well Mom attempts to run while Costner cruises in the stroller. Not a bad life! Lunch time is around 12p and before we know it is already 1p and we are ready for nap #2. Costner doesn't always take a two hour nap in the afternoon but I make him hang out in his room for two hours regardless of whether he is sleeping or not. He needs the down time and let's be honest so do I. So...back to the day...he is back up around 3p and from that point on he is up, practicing his walking skills, getting into everything, trying to put Mom's vitamins in the toilet, being just plain mischievous. The boys (Costner and Duke) eat around 5p, then it's bath time, jammie time, brush his two teeth, story time and FINALLY bedtime promptly at 7p. Geez....I'm exhausted just writing that! And that was a slow day...don't get me started on days that we have music class, play dates, etc. Let us not forget that throughout the day I am Costner's shadow picking up the destruction leaves in his path. It's funny, when I have something to get done I direct him towards the drawer of sandwich bags. Have at it kid! Pull all the baggies you want out, just give me a couple minutes to clean up after lunch.
One would think being a stay at home mom would afford me more time on my hands and much more freedom but with a one year old you really don't. The first year and half of his life I am strapped to the house and nap times. And while the majority of time I am ok with that, I have my moments where I feel boxed in. Jealous at times that my husband has more freedom to get up and go but I am much better suited to be the stay at home parent then Justin. Justin gets restless if he is sedentary for too long where I am much more of a home body and enjoy routine. We are well suited in our roles for the time being and I have to remember that I have a willing husband to watch Costner whenever I want a "me" day or days.
One would think being a stay at home mom would afford me more time on my hands and much more freedom but with a one year old you really don't. The first year and half of his life I am strapped to the house and nap times. And while the majority of time I am ok with that, I have my moments where I feel boxed in. Jealous at times that my husband has more freedom to get up and go but I am much better suited to be the stay at home parent then Justin. Justin gets restless if he is sedentary for too long where I am much more of a home body and enjoy routine. We are well suited in our roles for the time being and I have to remember that I have a willing husband to watch Costner whenever I want a "me" day or days.
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| "My first motorcycle" |
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"Mom...seriously...you're blinding me with that flash" |
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| "that's right, I'm walking" |
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| a naked moment with Duke |
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