eniarelocin: (Andy's Loo)
The way I see it
Isn't necessarily
The way you see it
Or the way it is
Or ought to be
What's more important
Is that we're all
Looking for it
And a way to see it

--Desi Di Nardo
Author and Poet
she lives in Toronto, Canada



Complements of Starbucks
eniarelocin: (Heres lookin at you.)
Outlook says it's Wednesday the 24th already. How in the bloody hell did that happen? I swear it must be last week!

Ewan is almost 2 weeks old, and I think we're sort of getting settled in. Today I'm trying to get a few things done because I can't take any more of this resting crap. I feel lazy- and that's no good. I do realize that if I don't rest then I won't heal, but a girl can only take so much. So, Ewan is trying out the sling so I can type a little bit. I have 4 pages of a bigger update in draft on the laptop... I'll post it at some point.

Ewan Updates


Yesterday we went to our 2 week postpartum visit at the midwife. She checked out Ewan- he's good. She checked out me- I'm good, including my stitches, with which I was a little concerned. I've lost 20lbs of my pregnancy weight... still 14 to go. Apparently this is a good thing, but I was really hoping it would all be gone. Alas, I think I know where the rest of it can be found- most of it is in my bra... the rest is sitting on my hips. BAH! Freakin' mom body.

Oh yeah... I'm a mum. Weeeeeird.

Ewan's weight experienced the usual drop following birth. The bench mark is to regain weight and return to birth weight by two weeks. As of yesterday, Ewan weighed 7lbs 2oz, so he's a little ahead of the curve. He's definitely been eating enough! This means that nursing is triumphant. We had some major troubles with that for the first week, but I think we're getting the hang of it... mostly. Stephen and I both think he's getting/gotten his first growth spurt. He already looks bigger and I think he's put on a little more baby pudge- namely in his cheeks. He's already growing up! *sob* Ah well... it probably wouldn't hurt him to grow into the newborn sized clothing. He's still a little guy.

Sadly, Ewan got his first heal prick yesterday. He took it like a man, but I didn't enjoy it. So I guess we're getting the PKU after all.

Other than that... Ewan is super cute. He shows off his dimples pretty regularly. I found his ticklish spot on his neck and he seems to like a little bit of tickling. I definitely like the very near giggling. He also has semi ticklish feet. I think he and I are getting along pretty well. He likes sleeping on my chest and I don't like putting him down so that's working out alright. He really enjoys classical music (though right now we're listening to the bleepy stuff). He still keeps me up a lot of the night, but we're getting better all around.

[livejournal.com profile] squidyfishlove has had to go back to work this week, so it's been a bit harder for me, but we're getting the hang of it. I don't think I could have survived last week if Stephen had been working... somewhat literally. I've had to be on extreme rest to get these stitches to heal and I'm still bleeding. There is a very direct correlation between the amount of bleeding and the amount of rest I get. I spent the last two days pretty much hanging out on the couch and watching movies with Ewan and so was doing a little better- until I started running up and down the stairs last night and trying to get ready for company (there has a been a lot of that too). Today I'm trying to find a balance. I can't stand to sit on my arse anymore, but I don't want to end up with an infection. I actually have antibiotics here if I need them because I had a fever and some yucky symptoms at the end of last week, but I have held off on starting them because my stomach has been bad enough without allowing those to strip my system. No thank you. Eating is hard enough as it is. Especially since we've been living off of pizza for the last three days... I'm so glad it's gone. Thankfully the pizza was offset with a box of SUPER JUICY pears, apples and other goodies from Harry and David, sent by aunt Linda, uncle mark, and cousin Adam. (THANK YOU!) I wish I could just ask for a glass of juice and have it magically appear again like I was getting so accustomed to with Stephen free.

He's really kicked in with the housework- I've been pretty impressed. He won't let anyone touch the kitchen- it's his area. I haven't done a single load of laundry since Ewan was born- I also can't find a lot of things, but oh well. Mom has been over here and there, but she mainly just gets to hold Ewan while I sleep or hang out and make food for me while I feed the little dude. The few days she's been able to come over have been really good. Now that everyone is back to work, except for me, and it's been a couple of weeks, I'm trying to adjust to life with baby. It's weird. I don't know where the time goes. It seems like I'm constantly feeding and changing him, I'm still pretty tired. But I really enjoy him being around all the time. It makes me weepy- in a good way. I fear I've gone soft.

Things I would like to do, however: get an entire night of sleep, feel truly rested, put on make-up, spend some time on skin care, ride my motorcycle!, clean everything, frame some things, hang some things, go visit [livejournal.com profile] kevbonium in Portland, go have some really good coffee, go snowboarding, etc.
eniarelocin: (Baby Boy Toes)

Ewan-8714
Originally uploaded by NicoleRaine

Ewan Andrew Terhune


Born 12 October, 2007, 02:14 AM. 7 lbs, 19.5 inches.



More pics of Ewan are here on Flickr.
eniarelocin: (Squishy Baby)
Feel the rhythm, feel the rhyme, get on up, it's bobsled baby time!

It Begins | 40 Week Midwife Appointment


There is nothing like going in to something like a midwife appointment at this stage in the game and hearing just what you wanted to hear.

After all of my efforts this week- Acupuncture, Thai Curry for lunch yesterday, walking for an hour with Darryl and Alice, "Indian Hot" Vegetable Curry for dinner last night, and thinking wide cervical thoughts- it turns out that we are in fact getting somewhere. Not only have I had some intermittent contractions and a lot of tightness, but I am, in fact, 3 cm dilated! My cervix is about 1 cm thick and the baby is at -1 Station (which is pretty good). I think the baby was quite surprised to get poked in the head for the first time EVER. Imagine its confusion.

So, the only not great news is that my blood pressure has crept up a little bit further, but that turns into good news because give that my cervix is favourable, Darlene doesn't want to wait until next week and possibly jeopardize our home birth. Basically we're looking to have a baby tomorrow or Friday. To accomplish this I have to find some happy balance between walking, controlling my urge to clean the whole world, and getting plenty of rest and then take 2oz of Castor Oil tonight at 2200, and another 2 oz tomorrow morning at 0400.

Mom has been alerted. The Mother-in-law has been alerted. Stephen's boss(es) have been alerted. I'm officially done with work for a while (other than photography stuff which never really stops). The house could use a last once over, but other than that we're pretty much there. The plan is to spend the afternoon with Charlotte and allow myself to be pretty much distracted with things until Stephen gets done with work for today. The plan then is to hit the co-op and get the last minute food items we may need in the next few days... and other than that, the plan is to spend some time together with just the two of us.

It's odd to think it won't be just the two of us again... probably not ever, really. Our lives, our relationship, we are about to change permanently. It's even more odd to know that these changes, this huge life event and everything that entails is just staring us in the face. We are a family- now more than ever. That's a pretty amazing feeling.

This morning I was so uncomfortable and rather grumpy with being uncomfortable... now I'm more excited than I know what to do with. I'm standing on the edge of a cliff overlooking a vast ocean- the winds of change are blowing across my face and my toes are wrapped around the edge of the sheer rock. I have my arms out just waiting to jump... and hopefully fly. Then, from the beautiful sunset on the not so distant horizon, a little butterfly flutters up and lands on my nose.

What a crazy ride.

Watch this space.
eniarelocin: (Default)

Happy Husband
Originally uploaded by NicoleRaine

Stephen was very nice and wonderful... and (mostly) cleaned the kitchen out of anger this morning. He also made me eggs.






They were good and spicy eggs. 4 of them. Take that pregnancy diet.

He had a burger.

This post was brought to you by Praising the Husband for a Job Well Done(tm).
eniarelocin: (Tiny Toes)
I'm feeling cramping and not so great today. If I weren't at work, I believe that I would spending much of the day on the floor. I've been getting somewhat light headed, and was quite dizzy last night. I'm blaming Denny's food, but I'm hoping it's not a sign of anything worse than that. Also, it's raining today and there have been a lot of sharp shifts in preasure this week which has been definitely effecting my ears and drainage- so while we're at it, let's blame that too.

As long as this isn't Pre-eclampsia or something, I'm alright.

Either way, with all the back up in my neck, I think that a visit to the chiropractor or a massage would be a wonderful thing. Also, I'm really wanting to do yoga right now. That's what my body says it needs, but again, alas, I am at work- and I shutter to imagine the eyebrows I would get.

Catching up a little- I've had a rough week. I'm not sleeping very well. I've been ultra moody and really not had much of an appetite despite making myself eat. I'm getting pretty sick and tired of being tired. Worst of all though, I've not been as nice to Stephen as I could be, and I think I offended Mom yesterday. Sometimes I've been really short for no reason, other times I've just been angry with Stephen (and for some reason not wanting to let that go), other times I just cry. I cry over stupid things. I've definitely wanted to be left alone. And of course, my motivation to work has been somewhat down, which is never good.

So, welcome to 8 months pregnant. My apologies to everyone around me. Sometimes I really don't seem to be able to help it and I don't know what my problem is.
eniarelocin: (Tiny Toes)

Yay of the Day


[livejournal.com profile] squidgyfishlove has taken the initiative to go to Lowe's and acquire connective bits with which to put together the crib upon my arrival home today... as in I didn't have to ask him or feel like a nag.

I love my husband.

In other baby news: I am very tired and really need a nap.
eniarelocin: (ReceptionCouple)
Can you believe it's already been one full year? I can't. Where does time go? On the one hand it feels very much as it should be and somehow like it's been longer. On another hand, we still look at each each and declare, "wow, We're Married!" on an almost daily basis. We were just discussing in the kitchen the other day as to whether or not we expect this will continue on for years and years. We somewhat expect that baby may change that.

And then there is the baby! We don't waste time, as you may have noticed. Married for one year, and pregnant for half of it. This may seem a bit quick to most minds (and I would and have said the same of others), but we've been talking about it for a couple of years. Two years ago in late summer he told me in two years we could have one. So, in my mind, that actually puts us pretty much on schedule. Coincidentally, this baby is due just five days past the second anniversary of losing the first one. I imagine that time will be sad (and I will cry because the hormones command it) and also wonderful simultaneously. [livejournal.com profile] squidgyfishlove has always assured me that our little butterfly would come back. Ok, now I am crying.

I don't want to ramble through this post the way I usually do so I'll do my best to make this succinct.

I will not say that this first year has been perfect. It has, as we were told to expect, been hard. But it's also been very good in many ways. I think our communication, though a constant work in progress, is much improved. We've recognized the need and value of being a team. We even made a stupid hand-shake thing and goofy "Go Team Terhune" thing (which none of you will ever see). [livejournal.com profile] squidgyfishlove has said this week that he expects the second year will be harder. I'm sure it will bring a bouncy baby bundle full of new challenges and wonders. I'm really looking forward to it.

Other than that, we're watching each other change. I've been told, as of yesterday, that I look older. I'm having fun poking at the almost 31 year old, married, father to be's newly acquired sympathy weight and he's worried about losing his hair. All the sudden it's easier to picture us much further along in life and I'm really trying to take as many mental snapshots of us now as possible. Of course, I'm always happy to take pictures with something more tangible as well... and I hope to have them for a long, long time.


Other than that, thank you again to the people who have been around to support us and be our friends. Thank you again to [livejournal.com profile] andyravensable and [livejournal.com profile] poggs for making the journey to be with us last summer. We miss you all the time. And thank you to those who are and will be putting up with us (and especially me) as we deal with, to the best of our abilities, finishing a hormone loaded pregnancy and becoming parents. Of course you must come and see the cutest little baby ever (yes, I'm that confident) when it's born.

Thank you.

And now... some pictures. :) These may include such lj types as: [livejournal.com profile] andyravensable, [livejournal.com profile] poggs, [livejournal.com profile] kevbonium, [livejournal.com profile] squidgyfishlove and [livejournal.com profile] ebonyraine, [livejournal.com profile] to_rei_shi, [livejournal.com profile] screepy, [livejournal.com profile] kt_bob, [livejournal.com profile] rjp, [livejournal.com profile] kiernyn_keroac, and a whole lot of other non lj types. Happy Scouting.

A little sentimental reminder of where we've been... and yes I'm crap for not sending copies! I still need to... argh )

That's a lot of pictures... but be rest assured... there a lot more than that. :)

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