Mark got Elizabeth up this morning and I ran back to her room from the kitchen to say my hellos before I had to leave for work. She was happy and waved at me, and then I noticed it, her lips were blue. It almost looked like she had eaten something with blue dye. I started to worry.
Like I said, she was happy, alert, talking, laughing, so I knew it couldn't be too bad, but it still worried me. When she was born, the first pediatrician to see her heard a heart murmur (It was part of the reason we had to stay 2 nights in the hospital) but it was not noticeable the next day upon her 2nd checkup. I just couldn't shake that worried sensation.
I called the doctor and have talked with the triage nurse and I should just keep an eye on her, but it is probably that she was extra cold last night. I have never felt like I have this morning, how sick to my stomach I have been, thinking about what could be wrong or what I did to possibly make this happen. I know it's out of my control now, and I just hope to never see it again.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Rough nights
I now have a big 1 year old! I'll post pictures and recount more of the party day later, but for now, I have a big 1 year old, and with that 1 year old is coming a new attitude. She screams, and quite the high pitch scream, mostly when you take something away from her she wants (usually her Lovey - Moo-Moo). The screaming has started to take on a new life though and when she is frustrated or cranky, she screams. It's not a long scream, but over, and over, and over, and over again.
Yesterday I picked up Elizabeth from daycare and she was happy. She screamed when I told her not to pull the mirror off the back of the seat (for the umpteenth time) and also when I took an envelope from her hand she had leaned over and found in the back seat. Other than that, it was a normal drive home, she got a little tired, but didn't fall asleep. Once we got home, I was able to get a few things done including feeding the dog while she tottered around the house pulling out toys and eventually crawling to her room and finding Moo-Moo in her crib. Needless to say, this was about the last moment that she was in a relatively good mood until after she had a bottle. I read to her, we read with the Tag Jr. reader, we read other books, she flipped through books on her own. We tried playing with her new Farm and all her Little People animals. Eventually I turned on Sprout to see if I could get her to just relax and stop fussing. This worked for a little while.
Dinner time came, and went, and I think she ate 1 bite of her soup. Next was a bath, which she desperately needed, and she screamed the entire time, so that was about a 2 minute bath. I think if someone had walked in the front door when I was changing her into her pjs and getting her lotioned up, they might think I was torturing her. As Mark walked into the room, Ellie was crying, I was sobbing, and luckily he took over.
I write it all down and it doesn't sound THAT horrible, but to me yesterday was just plain awful. I come home from a long day of work, and I have a little crabby-pants awaiting me once I get her out of the car seat. All I want is to spend some quality time with my little one, play with puzzles, or pretend with her play house, cook up some goodies in her play kitchen or just sit quietly and read for a while, yet I come home to a pile of tears and mild tantrums. She is only 1 for goodness sakes, tantrums aren't supposed to start yet.
This just makes being a working mommy that much harder. When I was getting her ready for bed, through both our tears, all I could think of was how I would love to have to not work. Work has been a stressor for me lately anyways, and with the lack of acknowledgment of my abilities, nowhere for me to grow to, being turned down for 2 promotions, and now I come home to a cranky girl, I just want to quit. I would lose our house, be forced to rent, just to be able to stay at home.
I know it's all probably just a phase. She is so stimulated all day long by all the other kids and things to do at daycare, she gets home and finally relaxes, and when that happens she falls apart. I honestly just don't know what to do to help her (and myself). I sure hope that I can have a better outlook on this situation and that Ellie and I can come to some sort of terms with her attitude.
Yesterday I picked up Elizabeth from daycare and she was happy. She screamed when I told her not to pull the mirror off the back of the seat (for the umpteenth time) and also when I took an envelope from her hand she had leaned over and found in the back seat. Other than that, it was a normal drive home, she got a little tired, but didn't fall asleep. Once we got home, I was able to get a few things done including feeding the dog while she tottered around the house pulling out toys and eventually crawling to her room and finding Moo-Moo in her crib. Needless to say, this was about the last moment that she was in a relatively good mood until after she had a bottle. I read to her, we read with the Tag Jr. reader, we read other books, she flipped through books on her own. We tried playing with her new Farm and all her Little People animals. Eventually I turned on Sprout to see if I could get her to just relax and stop fussing. This worked for a little while.
Dinner time came, and went, and I think she ate 1 bite of her soup. Next was a bath, which she desperately needed, and she screamed the entire time, so that was about a 2 minute bath. I think if someone had walked in the front door when I was changing her into her pjs and getting her lotioned up, they might think I was torturing her. As Mark walked into the room, Ellie was crying, I was sobbing, and luckily he took over.
I write it all down and it doesn't sound THAT horrible, but to me yesterday was just plain awful. I come home from a long day of work, and I have a little crabby-pants awaiting me once I get her out of the car seat. All I want is to spend some quality time with my little one, play with puzzles, or pretend with her play house, cook up some goodies in her play kitchen or just sit quietly and read for a while, yet I come home to a pile of tears and mild tantrums. She is only 1 for goodness sakes, tantrums aren't supposed to start yet.
This just makes being a working mommy that much harder. When I was getting her ready for bed, through both our tears, all I could think of was how I would love to have to not work. Work has been a stressor for me lately anyways, and with the lack of acknowledgment of my abilities, nowhere for me to grow to, being turned down for 2 promotions, and now I come home to a cranky girl, I just want to quit. I would lose our house, be forced to rent, just to be able to stay at home.
I know it's all probably just a phase. She is so stimulated all day long by all the other kids and things to do at daycare, she gets home and finally relaxes, and when that happens she falls apart. I honestly just don't know what to do to help her (and myself). I sure hope that I can have a better outlook on this situation and that Ellie and I can come to some sort of terms with her attitude.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
So helpless
About a week ago Elizabeth was starting to get another cold, and she wasn't handling this one quite as well as she has handled most of her others in the past. Tuesday night I noticed her starting to wheeze a little bit, and it was worse the next morning (and I heard her while sleeping). Mark stayed home with her on Wed and we decided to take her to the doctor on Thursday. I came into work early to get work done, then did the baby transfer and we went to the doctor.
Needless to say it was a good thing we went in when we did. A double ear infection and the early stages of pneumonia in one of her lungs ... I felt HORRIBLE. Friday and Saturday were very long days, and to top it all off, she cut her first 2 teeth on Friday as well.
I have never felt so helpless as I did Sunday morning. Ellie had been so clingy, needing mommy or daddy, wanting to be held, didn't want to eat, no bottle, hadn't pooped in over 2 days .. I just didn't know what to do. I called my mom crying, I threw pillows in frustration while making the bed, and eventually got her to sleep and sat quietly in our bedroom with the TV on for noise while sewing and working on my homemade stick horses for her bday party.
She is on the mend, but having a sick baby and not knowing what to do, what hurts, or how to help is such a draining and helpless feeling. Here's to hoping it doesn't happen again for a LONG time!
Needless to say it was a good thing we went in when we did. A double ear infection and the early stages of pneumonia in one of her lungs ... I felt HORRIBLE. Friday and Saturday were very long days, and to top it all off, she cut her first 2 teeth on Friday as well.
I have never felt so helpless as I did Sunday morning. Ellie had been so clingy, needing mommy or daddy, wanting to be held, didn't want to eat, no bottle, hadn't pooped in over 2 days .. I just didn't know what to do. I called my mom crying, I threw pillows in frustration while making the bed, and eventually got her to sleep and sat quietly in our bedroom with the TV on for noise while sewing and working on my homemade stick horses for her bday party.
She is on the mend, but having a sick baby and not knowing what to do, what hurts, or how to help is such a draining and helpless feeling. Here's to hoping it doesn't happen again for a LONG time!
Forgetful me...
I feel like I always have these ideas of events or ideas I want to blog about, but by the time I actually get to the computer to actually blog, I forget.
It doesn't help that I was lovingly woken up at 2:30 this morning by a whining little girl. I went into her room and she was sitting up in her crib, wide awake. We rocked and I rubbed her back for about 20 minutes and she was still wide awake. I decided to put her back in bed, cover her with her blankets, rub her back and pray she would fall back asleep. Well, she sayed put, didn't cry, but talked to herself for about the next hour. *ugh* Coffee is my friend this morning!
I sure love that little bug, but 2:30 is a little early for mommy to wake up and not get back to sleep before my alarm at 4:35am.
It doesn't help that I was lovingly woken up at 2:30 this morning by a whining little girl. I went into her room and she was sitting up in her crib, wide awake. We rocked and I rubbed her back for about 20 minutes and she was still wide awake. I decided to put her back in bed, cover her with her blankets, rub her back and pray she would fall back asleep. Well, she sayed put, didn't cry, but talked to herself for about the next hour. *ugh* Coffee is my friend this morning!
I sure love that little bug, but 2:30 is a little early for mommy to wake up and not get back to sleep before my alarm at 4:35am.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
It's days like these...
I really hate being a working mommy.
I'm not sure if Ellie is just teething or if she has caught a nasty little cold, but we kept her home from daycare today. I am in the middle of financial month end closing and had an interview to sit in on today and could NOT take the day off, so she's home with daddy.
He calls, a crying baby in the background, he checked and she has a low grade fever, she won't take a bottle and doesn't know what to do.
I just want to be there, snuggle with my baby girl, and know what to do. I hate feeling so helpless, even though she is in good hands.
Only 4 more hours at work until I can go home. *sigh*
I'm not sure if Ellie is just teething or if she has caught a nasty little cold, but we kept her home from daycare today. I am in the middle of financial month end closing and had an interview to sit in on today and could NOT take the day off, so she's home with daddy.
He calls, a crying baby in the background, he checked and she has a low grade fever, she won't take a bottle and doesn't know what to do.
I just want to be there, snuggle with my baby girl, and know what to do. I hate feeling so helpless, even though she is in good hands.
Only 4 more hours at work until I can go home. *sigh*
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
A dripping faucet
So, I would have been almost 16 weeks pregnant at this point in time. How can I stop thinking about this? Is it like a faucet? Can I just turn it off and not turn it back on? It hurts to think about, yet I can't push it out of my head. My nurse who monitors my blood levels every month told me that I needed to talk about it, talk, talk, talk. But who wants to talk about something like this? I feel silly for feeling so strongly about something I never even saw. He/she never had a heartbeat and we could never even find out where the egg was, yet it hurts SO bad.
Who do I talk to? I know there are thousands of women out there who have gone through the same thing, but it's not like I can put a bulletin out there to see which one of my friends wants to talk about such a painful experience.
Right now, this is my only outlet and I am the faucet, but this faucet can't just be shut off, and I don't think it ever will be. I am a leaky faucet.
Who do I talk to? I know there are thousands of women out there who have gone through the same thing, but it's not like I can put a bulletin out there to see which one of my friends wants to talk about such a painful experience.
Right now, this is my only outlet and I am the faucet, but this faucet can't just be shut off, and I don't think it ever will be. I am a leaky faucet.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
So much, so little time
I cannot believe how much Ellie has been changing the past few weeks. I feel like I see something and need to write it down or do a quick blog and then I forget.
Here is her current list of accomplishments:
* waving - at EVERYTHING! The doors, the phone, the tree, the corner ... you get the point! :o) She will wave when either Mark or I have left the room, it's pretty cute!
* along with the waving comes 'Buh Bye,' and this is said quite often, and usually about a minute too late. She won't say it while I'm on the phone, but after I hang up she will wave and say buh bye
* 'SO BIG' - we ask her 'How big is Ellie?' and she will raise her hands in the air as we say 'so big!' which is followed quickly by clapping of her hands, which could be it's own bullet point, but anything we say 'YAY!' she starts clapping
* dancing - we have a little mover now, so when music is playing she is doing a little bob and weave!
* Books, out of the bookcase and on the floor, multiple times a day! But I love that she will entertain herself by playing with the books for a good 10-20 minutes!
* We let her play with her comb last night and after chewing on it for a while she started to comb her hair, yes, she put it on the back of her head and combed her hair ... utterly amazing what she picks up
* pointing at EVERYTHING! She loves balloons in the grocery store and will point at the corner of the room, she likes to point out EVERYTHING!
* She is starting to recognize eyes, nose, and mouth. I have been working with her to point out my eyes, nose and mouth, and she has about a 70% success rate and about a 90% success rate given a second chance, so I'm pretty pleased!
* She imitated Mark the other night while he was playing with her new little stuffed sheep from her stocking and she said 'Baaaah,' so we are starting to work on 'What does the sheep say?' and maybe moving on to other animals with consonants and sounds she is currently saying.
It is absolutely amazing to me the things she is doing and new things that pop up every day. I am sure I'm missing some now, but these are the big ones.
Man, I sure love that girl!
Here is her current list of accomplishments:
* waving - at EVERYTHING! The doors, the phone, the tree, the corner ... you get the point! :o) She will wave when either Mark or I have left the room, it's pretty cute!
* along with the waving comes 'Buh Bye,' and this is said quite often, and usually about a minute too late. She won't say it while I'm on the phone, but after I hang up she will wave and say buh bye
* 'SO BIG' - we ask her 'How big is Ellie?' and she will raise her hands in the air as we say 'so big!' which is followed quickly by clapping of her hands, which could be it's own bullet point, but anything we say 'YAY!' she starts clapping
* dancing - we have a little mover now, so when music is playing she is doing a little bob and weave!
* Books, out of the bookcase and on the floor, multiple times a day! But I love that she will entertain herself by playing with the books for a good 10-20 minutes!
* We let her play with her comb last night and after chewing on it for a while she started to comb her hair, yes, she put it on the back of her head and combed her hair ... utterly amazing what she picks up
* pointing at EVERYTHING! She loves balloons in the grocery store and will point at the corner of the room, she likes to point out EVERYTHING!
* She is starting to recognize eyes, nose, and mouth. I have been working with her to point out my eyes, nose and mouth, and she has about a 70% success rate and about a 90% success rate given a second chance, so I'm pretty pleased!
* She imitated Mark the other night while he was playing with her new little stuffed sheep from her stocking and she said 'Baaaah,' so we are starting to work on 'What does the sheep say?' and maybe moving on to other animals with consonants and sounds she is currently saying.
It is absolutely amazing to me the things she is doing and new things that pop up every day. I am sure I'm missing some now, but these are the big ones.
Man, I sure love that girl!
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