I am so depressed. For the past two weeks, Travis has worked open to close, with no days off because his assistant has a staph infection (which is bad, I know). We got through the last two weeks with the assurance that she would be back today and he would get some time off.
Well....she calls him this morning and says that she will be out until at least Wednesday!!! Poor Travis is so sleep deprived that his little eyes have those bags under them (if you knew him in college, you'd remember - he never slept). He is just going through the motions. All this and I could go into labor at any minute - then what would happen? There is no back up plan if he has to leave the store. Plus, we were looking forward to these last fews days before Henry arrived so that we could spend some "just us" time together. AND, normally if he had to work this much, I would just drive to Franklin for a couple of days but we can't risk me having the baby on the road.
I'm stuck here, I feel miserable, and I just want to hit something! UGH!
P.S. That was my rant - here is how I'll get through it - Things could ALWAYS be worse somehow. We have a house, a baby, an amazing marriage, two working cars, jobs, and food in our bellys. I am thankful for everything, small and big.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
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Thursday, August 21, 2008
Nesting
Oh my goodness, the nesting has officially begun. As many of you know, I am an extremely clean person. My house is always straightened and I clean it at least once a week, if not twice. It bugs me to no end when people wear shoes in my house or don't clean up after themselves. I feel like a better person when my house is clean. That makes no sense. My sense of worth should not be connected to whether or not the floors are clean. I'm working on this.
So nesting for me means scrubbing the baseboards, all of the walls, organizing the pantry and the fridge. I have a list that includes organizing the garage (which I never even look at), organizing all of the closets, and cleaning our cars. We are actually bleaching our teeth as I write so that we take good pictures with Henry. WOW! Psycho. Travis is thrilled :)
So nesting for me means scrubbing the baseboards, all of the walls, organizing the pantry and the fridge. I have a list that includes organizing the garage (which I never even look at), organizing all of the closets, and cleaning our cars. We are actually bleaching our teeth as I write so that we take good pictures with Henry. WOW! Psycho. Travis is thrilled :)
Monday, August 18, 2008
FYI - Travis
For any of you who are not aware, on the right of this text (from the text's point of view) there is a link to "Catherine and Jerry." This is a blog created for my parents to allow others, including the rest of my family, to follow along with them as they journey to and through China to adopt my newest brother. It's pretty self-explanatory but if there is something you are curious about, post a comment.
Friday, August 15, 2008
If you can watch this without crying - Travis
Then you are probably not pregnant. No matter how many times she has seen it or at what point in the commercial that Lindsay starts watching, the result is always the same.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Praise be to God!
God is so good. God is in control. He never forsakes us in our time of need. His Love and Strength is never ending - we should spend every second of every day praising His holy name!
I just got back from the high risk doctor and EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE FINE. The appointment went as follows: They took me back to the ultrasound room and a tech started out by taking some measurements of Henry. He is weighing in at 6 pounds and all of his stats were perfect. She asked me if I had ever seen his hair? then showed me some fuzzy white stuff on his head and said he had lots of it! So that was neat. She zoomed in on his heart and we listened to the beat. It is skipping every 4th beat, which was extremely scary to hear and see on the monitor. She left the room and told me that the doctor would be in to talk to me.
While I was in the room by myself, I prayed without rest until the doctor entered. I gave myself over completely to God's plan for my son and my family. As soon as the doctor entered, he said that after reviewing the pictures and sound bite, everything was going to be just fine. Henry does indeed have an arrhythmia but it will work itself out before he is even born. I asked, "and what if it doesn't?" The doctor said without hesitation, "it will!" Amen!
We are just so very thankful for this amazing news. Thank you to everyone who prayed for us.
An interesting side note for mothers to be: The doctor asked about my caffeine intake, drugs, alcohol, smoking, etc. Then asked if I used cocoa butter. Well of course I do, like every other vain female who doesn't want stretch marks. He said to stop because cocoa contains caffeine which could permeate through my skin and go to Henry. Interesting.
I just got back from the high risk doctor and EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE FINE. The appointment went as follows: They took me back to the ultrasound room and a tech started out by taking some measurements of Henry. He is weighing in at 6 pounds and all of his stats were perfect. She asked me if I had ever seen his hair? then showed me some fuzzy white stuff on his head and said he had lots of it! So that was neat. She zoomed in on his heart and we listened to the beat. It is skipping every 4th beat, which was extremely scary to hear and see on the monitor. She left the room and told me that the doctor would be in to talk to me.
While I was in the room by myself, I prayed without rest until the doctor entered. I gave myself over completely to God's plan for my son and my family. As soon as the doctor entered, he said that after reviewing the pictures and sound bite, everything was going to be just fine. Henry does indeed have an arrhythmia but it will work itself out before he is even born. I asked, "and what if it doesn't?" The doctor said without hesitation, "it will!" Amen!
We are just so very thankful for this amazing news. Thank you to everyone who prayed for us.
An interesting side note for mothers to be: The doctor asked about my caffeine intake, drugs, alcohol, smoking, etc. Then asked if I used cocoa butter. Well of course I do, like every other vain female who doesn't want stretch marks. He said to stop because cocoa contains caffeine which could permeate through my skin and go to Henry. Interesting.
Friday, August 8, 2008
Careful What You Wish For - Travis
So up until today, the only thing we have ever heard from the doctor is, "Looks good, everything seems to be going fine." After 15 or so visits with the same outcome, it started to feel very wasteful to go in bi-weekly to be told that again. Until today....
Today when we went, the doctor got out her Doppler same as always and put it on Lindsay's belly. Just like every other time, she had no problems locating a heartbeat. But this time very obviously, even to me, Henry's heartbeat was not normal. The best way to describe it is that it was skipping a beat. She very calmly (almost too calmly) pointed this out and explained it was an arrhythmia which, while not common, is almost never an issue that doesn't work itself out. So she referred us to a specialist at the - brace yourself - "high risk" office. Tuesday morning, Lindsay will go get a better, more in depth ultra sound to take a look at his heart.
While there is absolutely nothing we can do either way, the news came as quite a blow to us both. For the last eight months we have assumed, as I assume all parents assume, that we had the healthiest baby possible. Today we have been forced to face the fact that there are things outside of our control. There was a brief time of stress as we allowed the news to sink in - but after digesting it, we have come to accept that while we can't control the circumstances, we can control our reactions to the circumstances.
Please keep us in your prayers. And we will post on Tuesday with an update.
Today when we went, the doctor got out her Doppler same as always and put it on Lindsay's belly. Just like every other time, she had no problems locating a heartbeat. But this time very obviously, even to me, Henry's heartbeat was not normal. The best way to describe it is that it was skipping a beat. She very calmly (almost too calmly) pointed this out and explained it was an arrhythmia which, while not common, is almost never an issue that doesn't work itself out. So she referred us to a specialist at the - brace yourself - "high risk" office. Tuesday morning, Lindsay will go get a better, more in depth ultra sound to take a look at his heart.
While there is absolutely nothing we can do either way, the news came as quite a blow to us both. For the last eight months we have assumed, as I assume all parents assume, that we had the healthiest baby possible. Today we have been forced to face the fact that there are things outside of our control. There was a brief time of stress as we allowed the news to sink in - but after digesting it, we have come to accept that while we can't control the circumstances, we can control our reactions to the circumstances.
Please keep us in your prayers. And we will post on Tuesday with an update.
i've changed him
As we are walking through the mall yesterday, we passed by Victoria's Secret. Travis peers in, as usual, and exclaims with excitement, "That lady has a Peg Perego stroller!"
Is it sad that a male looks into lingerie heaven and all he can see are baby accessories?
Is it sad that a male looks into lingerie heaven and all he can see are baby accessories?
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Henry's Room
Last weekend we found a perfect dresser for Henry's room. Now that we have a dresser, all we need is a baby.
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Thank you to everyone who called or texted today!
Today wasn't really all that exciting as far as birthdays go, but it was a day of much needed rest. As I posted earlier, I had contractions throughout the night and morning. It was extremely exhausting mostly because I got about 3 hours of sleep. They began to taper off around 10am, so when Travis left for work, I decided to take a nap. When I woke up, he was home. My body must have been really tired (which scares the heck out of me thinking about the real event). After taking a shower, I found this waiting in the living room:
The first picture is of the banner that Travis made at work. Notice the craftmanship, especially where he starts running out of room at the end of birthday. The second picture is of an "ice cream cake" that he made, which really means that he formed chocolate ice cream into a cake form and lit a candle on top. He makes me feel like a princess.
The first picture is of the banner that Travis made at work. Notice the craftmanship, especially where he starts running out of room at the end of birthday. The second picture is of an "ice cream cake" that he made, which really means that he formed chocolate ice cream into a cake form and lit a candle on top. He makes me feel like a princess.
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