Weekend Stuff

The weekend is over and Monday is here. I really don't mind Mondays as much I as use to. It's sort of strange, but Monday mornings I feel motivated and get a lot of thing done around the house. Mostly because I really let my house go over the weekends (pictured below). Mondays offer a fresh start to the week and I'm thankful for that. Happy Monday to all!

I made some fancy ramen for dinner on Wednesday (not the weekend but still wanted to share). Travis loved it!

                                  

My sister Abby had her bachorette party on Saturday and that was an all day affair. Making food, decorating, getting ready, then dinner and more fun at my mom's house. I was so tired and this was the only photo I managed to get. My mom and my sis. It was candid and totally adorable! 

                                 

Like I said I don't clean over the weekend. The house has definitely been worse but it still drives me nuts once Monday hits. The point here is that I am lazy on the weekends. 

                                 

The kitchen isn't that bad because Travis did a load of dishes for me. Trust me it was nnnaasssttyyy.

                                 

Toys. Everywhere. I don't even think he even plays with them. I think Walt just likes to throw them around. You should have seen his room! Yikes!

I want to do this in my kitchen. I love the coffee bar look!

                                

This is also cute! 

                                   

There you have it, the weekend. I probably should have taken more photos but oh well!

Dramatic Post (You can skip this one. It's long.)

Today I had to visit my back up doctor for a routine glucose tolerance test and also a brief check up. When I got to the office they informed me that Dr. M was at the hospital (possibly delivering babies) and I could either wait for him or see the other doctor in the office. Since I didn't feel like waiting forever I chose to see the other doctor, Dr. H. Since this was the first time we met she asked me some routine questions (even though all the answers were in my file) and seemed very pleasant. That is until we she started the ultrasound. She then started interrogating me about why I decided to have a home birth. I could tell she wasn't a fan of the idea because of the questions. It's hard to explain it but the questions were almost a way of her telling me she didn't agree with it.

For example:

So, what if something was wrong during delivery? Would your midwife make you stay at home? Would you be allowed to seek medical help?
(Make me stay home? Allowed to seek help? What?! My midwife isn't insane!)

What happens if you are in a lot of pain? How would you get relief?
(I kind of snickered at this question because the answer is, you can't get an epidural at home. You figure out how to deal with the pain.)

How much does it cost you?
(None of your freakin business!)

Do you go to her house to deliver? That's a long way for you to drive while in labor.
(Nope. Its a home birth. My home. My birth.)

How does the midwife know if something is wrong with the baby if you aren't hooked up to a fetal monitor?
(She had a doppler that can hear the baby. Plus, she's awesome and smart and has delivered tons of babies. She knows when something isn't right.)

Where in your house do you give birth?
(I told her how I gave birth to Walter in mt living room. She responded, "Hmmmm.")


Those are just a few of the questions she asked me at rapid fire. When she was done I felt like I had to defend myself to her and she wasn't satisfied. She isn't even my doctor!! She then told me I needed to come back in 2 weeks when Dr.M said that he only needed to see me a total of 3 times during my pregnancy, which is pretty standard for a backup doctor.

When I asked why I needed to come back so soon she told me that I needed closer monitoring.
For what? Just to make sure everything stay normal.
Is something not normal? No, you are having a very normal and healthy pregnancy.
So why? Because we just want to keep it that way.
Is there a possibility of something going wrong? Maybe. We don't know.

ARRGGG!!! 

If my pregnancy is healthy then why are you treating me as if something is wrong? I was so frustrated with her. I talked to my midwife after the appointment and she told me that Dr. H is very against home birth and tries to find small problems to get woman to deliver at the hospital! WHAT?! Why would someone do that? If there is no problem and everything is fine then I should be able to deliver at home. JUST LIKE MY PREVIOUS HEALTHY, NORMAL DELIVERY!!!

I felt so discouraged but Travis and my midwife helped me feel better and I am cancelling the unnecessary appointment and setting up one for a finally important test. That is all I need from them is just this one more test and I'm afraid I'm gonna have to fight for it. Birth shouldn't be this way. No one should have to feel bad for what they are doing. If something were to be wrong then you bet I would be marching into that hospital but if everything is good then why not do it the way I want to. Let me trust my body.

I've heard/read times when people were forced into doing something related to their birth that they weren't comfortable with and I really thought I wasn't going to be one of those women. I still feel slightly defeated. You know when you think back to a situation and wished you would have said or done something different? I sort of feel like way. I'm continuing to pray that God calm my heart and mind and to give me peace about this whole thing. I know God will help me through this.

Thanks for reading this! And even if no one does, I feel better just to get it out of my head. 

Nothing too Excting

Just a little update on what's been happening. On Thursday Walter, myself and Duann (Travis's g-ma) went Cracker Barrel for lunch. It may not sound that special but I really like their food and we never get to go on account that Travis doesn't care for it :( So went without Travis :) It was a nice time and I want to go back again soon. I think Walt does too because he killed his mac & cheese! 

                                  

When we got home Travis and our friend Paul were working on their podcast. It's pretty funny and very entertaining. I keep trying to convince them to have me on a episode but then they look at me like this:

Also, it's very cold in our basement, where they record, so that's why they look like old ladies with blankets on their laps.

Then on Saturday we took Walter to his first theater movie, Inside Out! He loved it and did a great job. About half way through we took a little walk in the lobby but other than that he did a good job sitting and watching. We went at the earliest time (10:30am) and I think all the other parents had the same idea because there were a ton of kids there! That was actually nice because whenever Walt got a little noisy I didn't feel bad because other kids were talking. It was really fun! 

Saturday I hit the 28 week mark in my pregnancy. I finally got a nice little bump going! Now people really know I'm pregnant and they don't have to ask haha! For a plus size lady, this is a good feeling :)

Simon's blanket is finished! It's not perfect and I experimented a lot but I liked the way it turned out! It still need to wash it and lay it flat to dry. Travis thinks it's cool and I hope Simon does too. 

I dropped the ball on Father's Day :( but I will be sure to make it up to Travis. I did have an emotional breakdown while telling him how thankful I am for him haha. There are so many terrible fathers in the world and I am so thankful that God gave my sons Travis to be their dad. He is an amazing man that does so much for us and he loves the Lord more than me (which is awesome!).

Today is Wednesday

Yesterday Travis, Walter and I traveled to Bloomington for my midwife appointment. Since it's about an hour away we usually try to make a little day out of it. Usually we hit up a fun eatery and Target. Depending on time, we may visit a couple other places. The appointment was pretty easy (as usual). I never have to wait and I meet my midwife in a very relaxing massage/yoga studio so it's just a nice time to chat, ask questions and check on baby. Everything was going pretty normal. Nothing crazy has been happening. Simon's heartbeat was normal and I haven't been experiencing anything unusual, except for feeling uncomfortable and sweaty a lot. Then it came time to measure my fundal height.

1. Fundal height, or McDonald's rule, is a measure of the size of the uterus used to assess fetal growth and development during pregnancy. It is measured from the top of the mother's uterus to the top of the mother's pubic symphysis in centimeters.

The midwife measured me with a measuring tape, then measured again and then once again. Kind of weird. Then she mentioned I was measuring ahead. This isn't unusual. When I was pregnant with Walter I measured ahead a week or two. I ask how much and she said I was measuring 9 weeks ahead! This is was not normal. She felt around a lot and said she didn't feel any extra fluid (which could mean infection among other things) and had no idea why that would happen. She said she never had anyone measure that far ahead. 

She didn't seemed frantic but she mentioned several times that I needed an ultrasound ASAP and that made me feel uneasy. Travis could see it on my face what I was feeling and I know that he was praying. I love how he goes to Jesus as soon as we face a challenge or problem! Before anything else he prays and encourages me to pray. 

Let's just skip ahead because this is long and boring haha! I had an ultrasound this morning and Simon and I are just fine. Simon just happens to be a big ol' boy! He will probably be a chunker from the looks of it. 

I am so thankful that everything will be okay! I'm also thankful for Jesus who wants us to cast our worries on Him and for allowing me to be Travis's wife. 

Philippians 4:6-7  do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Psalm 121:1-2  I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come? My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth

The Lord is wonderful!

Ultrasound photos can be strange but I think this photo is so neat! In the middle is Simon's face. You can see his little nose! To the left is his arm and to the right is his leg. He's almost bent in half! But that't normal :)

Workin on Simon's blanket.

Not done...

Kids are so funny. I love you Walt!

Here we go again...

I have neglected my blog for 4 months (Boo). I fizzled out with keeping it updated but I recently got some encouragement from a dear friend who ran across my blog to keep going with it. So here we are back at it with misspellings, incorrect punctuation and confusing writing that probably won't make any sense (at least there will be some photos to help you out).

Here is a quick list how updates: 

- I am 27 weeks pregnant with out 2nd baby who happens to be a boy named Simon.

- I recently started sewing small projects here and there.

- Cloth diapers are now a thing in our house. We have actually saved money which is awesome.

- In a couple weeks I will be done babysitting and working for a long time. Kind of scary.

- Walter now sleeps in a twin bed.

- It's hot outside and I am sweating all the time. 

- My sister Abby is getting married next month (insert shocked emoji face here).

- Since the last post Travis and I celebrated 7 years of marriage! We stayed overnight in Indianapolis and it was wonderful! We had so much fun and it was our first night away from Walt. It was nice to get away and I can't wait until we do it again!

I'm sure that there is a lot more but that's all that I can think of at the moment. Now for some photos to make this a little more interesting.

Baby Simon :)

I made this cloth diaper cover. 

I made a few other types of covers but this may be my favorite.

I tried my hand at those adorable bandana/hanky bibs.

New craft corner.