Chaos!

We're doing the apartment living right now, Not ideal I must tell you but it just isn't the right time to buy a house, Even though I would LOVE to. Shelling out 12k a year for something we will never own, not my cup of tea. Did I mention we don't have nearly enough space. We did, and then this little girl came, and she brought a whole lotta stuff! We're "looking" for another place. And by looking for another place I mean...hoping one magically shows up. This apartment is fine. Its a nice apartment, its just cluttered at this point. So I'm not actively looking...too much stress. But honestly, I should be looking harder. I just don't have the time. I have a five month old who wants my attention 24-7 and if she decides she'll take a half hour nap. I'm running around going pee for the first time in five hours, washing bottles, loading the dishwasher, getting something to eat/drink...and whatever else she allows me to get done before her little internal timer goes off and tell her mommy is doing stuff so she should wake up. :) She a good reason for a messier house than I'd like so I can't really complain. Clutter, clutter go away, come back...neverrr

You know you're a mom of a baby girl when...

You go to empty the lint from the dryer

...and its pink.

 

 

This is from when she was a little 2 month old.

 

We call it polka dot camouflage.

 

baby chameleon!

 

 



Easter

I'm running out of first holidays with my little one!

All that's left is July 4th and how exciting is that really?

Not much for baby, she wont be eating the cookout food!

 

Easter passed just over a week ago of course.

 

Alexia was little spoiled...

 

 

And of course cute as ever...

 

 

 

and one last one from instagram...

 

 

Acid Reflux

The hardest part about the last almost five and half months with Alexia definitely has to be the acid reflux. Its quite common in premature babies, and even in full term babies. We tried to get through it without medicine but she was in too much pain and I felt horrible sitting here watching her spit up pure stomach acid.

 

Ouch.

 

Imagine how her throat felt? Yikes.

 

So we had an upper GI done and she was put on medicine. Three times a day, about ten minutes before a feeding. I'm not a totally crunchy person, but I like to avoid medicine if all possible.

 

 I don't want to be 40 and see one of those commercials where they say if you gave your baby [insert medicine name here] and now they have [insert illness here] call offices of [insert law office here]

 

The first few months she was miserable ALL the time. I felt like I couldn't help her! Even on the medicine she was just always crying. If she wasn't sleeping or didn't have a bottle in her mouth she was crying then one day she just...became happier. She still has the acid reflux but its definitely "better". She still spits up tons after every bottle, but isn't always bothering her like it used to. She's much, much happier. Thank you medicine for making my girl more comfortable, and please don't cause any long term effects!

Until it happens to you

I found out April 7th of 2012 that I was pregnant. I was 21 years old. My boyfriend (now fiancé) was immediately all smiles as soon as that clearblue digital said "pregnant." I was immediately hugged and kissed and all I could see was his smile..and of course that one word. I was shocked, I was trying very hard not to get pregnant. But even more than my shock was immediate happiness. I felt like this was supposed to happen, it immediately felt like it was planned and I guess it was, in gods hands. I was due December 7th, 2012. Beginning of my pregnancy, sick until 27 weeks. Everyday, all day. Lost 20 pounds. It was safe to say, pregnancy wasn't suiting me very well. Fast track a couple weeks, I walked into my 31 week appt. and I already knew something was wrong. I could feel it. My blood pressure was super high and I was put on strict bed rest and taken out of work. I had weekly NSTs, blood pressure monitoring and ultrasounds along with my normal appts. I was also put on blood pressure medication. I went into my 34 week appt., thinking I would go through all my stuff and go home like always. I was told my blood pressure was way too high and I had to stay for a 24 hour observation. I told my boyfriend to go to work as planned, his job isn't very good with missing days, and that I would be home tomorrow. In the middle of the night I had INTENSE pain out of nowhere. It was excruciating. I called the nurse in and immediately someone was there to take blood work. The blood work showed that my liver and kidneys were overworking because of preeclampsia and I was told I had to deliver the baby or it wouldn't be a good outcome for her or myself. I was transferred by ambulance to a bigger hospital with a NICU. I was hooked up to different medicines such as magnesium to stop seizures that can happen with that high of blood pressure. My induction was started at 9am the next morning and 12.17pm the day after I gave birth to a tiny 4 lb 5.8 ounce 17.75 inch 6 week early little girl. I didn't get to hold her, or even see her face. She was given straight to the nicu team. I didn't see her until 7 that night and didn't hold her til the next day. We spent 13 days in the nicu and she came home at a tiny 3 lbs 15 ounces after losing some weight her first week of life. Its not the way you see your little one life starting, it was traumatic but it could have been a lot worse. It was most definitely the hardest and scariest time of my life. Thankfully for me though, she's doing great. She's now a 13ish pound, (ill find out at her six month appointment) little five month old. Small for her age yes, but great for where she started from. When you have a preemie they have their actual age and their adjusted age. Their adjusted age is how old they should be, which is basically the age their mental development will be at. So she's about 5 and half months but she's actually like a 3 and a half, 4 month old right now. She's developing pretty accurately to her adjusted age. Having a preemie is something you never expect to happen, and you can never truly understand it until it happens to you.