behind on blogging

For obvious reasons I have fallen behind on updating.  I will get better once I find my grove.  Today we are nursing a sick baby and it's taking all of our time.  Poor guy has a really bad cold.  Really bad colds in babies under 1 month are more serious than you think.  Yuck.  Hopefully the light at the end of the tunnel is getting brighter... if it's supposed to last 10 days or so... we are at day 3....

Think good thoughts for the dude, ok?

Thanks.

Happy 3 week birthday G-dude!

G spent his 3rd week birthday rockin' it out ala Bono

attachment update

OK... so it wasn't so bad... having the dude sleep in his own room... he is handling it like a champ... it's his mom who's a big baby. I'm better about it too... mainly because I think he likes it better than being in the living room... even little people need some peace and quiet once in awhile... especially when trying to nap.

I have an attachment disorder

OK... so since Gman has been home from the hospital, he has been with me 99.99% of the time, including at night when he is sleeping in his cradle near me. That .01 % that he wasn't with me was when I ran to Target to pick up a last minute V-day card for my dad and husband to be given from Gman... I about cried the whole time I was gone and was for sure having an anxiety attack the whole time I was away. I survived it... I think I was gone maybe 23 minutes.

So... back to the point that he has been with me day in and day out... well... for the first time ever I have put him in his crib for a nap... in his giant, lonely crib... IN.THE.OTHER.ROOM... and I am sitting in my room... which is NOT in his room... ALL.BY.MYSELF... without the Gman... and I am freaked out by it... only because I feel like he might not feel secure in that giant bed... all by himself... he did just come out of a place that is about 1 square foot in size and I put him out in that huge open space to fend for himself... OMG!!! I'm horrible!

Tony is of course laughing at me about the whole thing... he doesn't GET IT!!!

When did you parents put your kids into their cribs to sleep for the first time?? Is this too soon?

p.s. I am, of course, totally glued to the baby monitor (which has video)... it's just NOT THE SAME!

Happy two week birthday G-man!

You continue to amaze me. My love for you just grows and grows...

Trophy Baby

Some of you may have already noticed that I finally launched the "Trophy Baby" blog. I'm keeping it private for obvious reasons. Tony wonders how G-man will get discovered if his blog is private. I wonder why Tony doesn't get it. I know it's a pain and all b/c some of you may have had to create an account or whatever. Sorry. I think it's better this way. And with this blog, you can check in for some G love whenever you want, vs. me emailing you 6 million pictures everyday and killing your in-box.

If you would like to become a member of G's blog... feel free to email me and I will send you the invite which gets you in the door.

And what is a post AG (after Greyson) without another picture?

(this is the dude at church for the first time)

this was me after my epidural

I saw this on Dally's website and just had to have it on my own. Thanks Dally!

Photo Shoot part 1

My friend Tina C. is an awesome baby photographer and she was nice enough to stop by the hospital to take some pictures of the three of us. Here is a preview...

CLICK HERE TO GO TO THE PICTURES

She's coming back on Saturday (Love's Birthday/Valentine's Day) to do the rest of the shoot. G man must be the most photographed little guy ever (starting from when he was on the inside too...) no joke!

Anyway... maybe you want some kick-butt pics of you and your family or mom or loved ones or dog... check her out. Her work is awesome and she is so easy to work with. Here is her website.

my heart is now owned by him

It's been one week since he was born and already my heart is his. I am in love. It was all worth it... (doesn't EVERYBODY say that?). I have so much to say and want it to be well written and... well... I have to just sit down and write it. I need to find the time. I apologize for not posting sooner... I would have from the hospital but they do not have wireless.... my ONLY complaint from my entire stay. I LOVE KAISER. I HEART KAISER.

ANYWAY.... here is some G sugar until I can hop on and write my heart out.



p.s. don't mind me... I swelled up like a Macy's parade balloon soon after birth and am still dealing with the water retention... especially in my feet... but would you get look at that beauty on my arm?

$%*&^%@^%(^%(@%@!!!!!! *warning... lots of cuss words*

Son of a bitch... oh wait, I take that back.

29 hours later and I am STILL at home, STILL contracting and STILL waiting for this baby to come.out.of.my.uterus.

OK... I don't consider myself a wimp by any means. I have run a marathon (26.2 miles) WITHOUT TRAINING! (I don't recommend trying THAT at home!). But can I just tell you how much these fucking contractions hurt? Oh yeah. Don't let them fool you. They talk all about that lovely thing called an epidural... what they don't tell you is that you first have to go through HELL to get it. Oh yeah... it's not so simple people. You have to be a certain point in your labor to EARN the epidural. CAN YOU TELL THAT I AM NOT THERE YET? Fuuuuuuuuuuuucccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.

Last night at dinner... I started contracting at 5 minute intervals... the hospital said, if I hit the 3-5 minute mark for two hours, it would be time to come in. So yeah, they start, every 5 minutes, during dinner, while I am trying to eat my yummy spaghetti. Every 5 minutes. Bite bite, CRINGE. Bite, bite, CRINGE. OW! Mother of God they hurt! One hour passes. Get home, trying to pass the time, another hour of 5 minute (actually they varied from 2-6 minutes- yeah, the 2 minute ones are a JOY. As soon as one ends another starts... good times) contractions. OK... golden, we call the hospital and they say... come on in. We gather our crap and go in.

What happens next? Oh, the contractions slow down and get easier? W.T.F.? I compare it to when you take your car in for that "crazy knocking you hear on the highway" only for he mechanic to say "we tried everything ma'am, but we don't hear that knocking." So, I'm hooked up to a monitor, and yes, am having contractions, but they were the rainbows and sunshine variety... not the ones I was having at the restaurant and at home (and right now as I type)... you know... the Nazi, Hitler, Mother Fucker variety. I get my cervix checked (this time was not bad at all... whew... last time they checked I had to go to the hospital and complete a rape kit... I was SO violated and it HURT!!!) Anyway... she checks me (SUPER NICE nurse, almost my BFF at Kaiser- until she sent me home) and I am 1/2 a centimeter dilated. WHAT? 1/2 a centimeter. Not even a whole centimeter? OMG! You have GOT to be fucking kidding me. All of that for 1/2 a centimeter? I hate the metric system as it is. But THIS really pushed me over the edge. So, off we go... discharge papers in hand, suggesting I "return to my normal activities." Oh sure, like I'm going to go play a fucking round of tennis or something? Listen people... my "normal activities" lately basically involve my uterus having a stroke.

So here I am... Tuesday morning... I had contractions all last night... throughout the whole night... meaning I didn't sleep b/c every 15 minutes or so I wanted to kill myself. I'm sure I'm no more than 3/4 a centimeter now, they'll probably have to introduce a new scale just for me. They said not to come back until I was bleeding from the eyes... errrrrr... I mean, until the contractions are 3-4 minutes apart for at least an hour. Oh, and she said "they should be much stronger than this (the rainbows and sunshine ones)." No shit.

who says there's no such thing as a free meal?

I've seen this advertised on a reputable website... but not the Denny's website.  I went there to verify but I don't see anything pertaining to this promo.  So go there at your own risk.  Might be worth it though!

Superbowl

What a game, huh??  All the excitement didn't cause the dude to pop out or anything, but I won $25.  Next best thing, right?  He was in on the action though, kickin' around and just teasing me with his irregular contractions.

So, as I write this, he has not arrived yet... but as of 2:41 a.m. (on February 2nd) I am officially in labor.  This part could take a good 12 hours, so don't get your panties in a twist.  Contractions are 8 minutes apart and the "bloody show" has made it's appearance.  TMI?  Oh well.  That my friends marks the beginning of true labor, not that fake braxton hicks shit.

So, besides putting the word out "there" (blogging), my big *to do* list today includes:

• eating something good (once I get to the hospital I go on clear liquids only)
• taking a good poop (to avoid doing the same on the table...ugh!)
• taking a nice shower, including shaving of the legs
• waiting it out at home as long as possible, which may include watching a DVD or 2 (I've heard stories where this stage can take FOREVER!!!!)
• saying "Adios!" to my old life, because my new life has just begun!

Alright... well... this *might* be the last post until he comes out... but it all depends on how things go... I might update again... consider it a little surprise if I do.  Until then... THANKS for diligently checking up on me... I REALLY DO APPRECIATE IT!!!!

Sunday.

Well... one due date has come and gone.  Looks like the dude will be born in February... that's for sure.

I seem to be having more and more contractions... but nothing noteworthy... just uncomfortable.

No baby yet.

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