Faith declared last night that she's very happy she's not a boy. Why, you might ask?
"I don't want to be a priest. Not a Catholic priest. Because I want to get MARRIED."
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Dr's appointments
The last two days held dr's appointments for Faith and I. Faith saw our family doc on Thursday morning as a follow-up check on her diagnosis of pneumonia last week. Yes, pneumonia. She is fine now, other than a lingering cough, but the week before Christmas was really interesting. I got a kidney stone on Monday night and we found out Faith had pneumonia on Tuesday. This was a great double-whammy of sick women in the house for George, but luckily my mom came up for a few days to help us out, and then George's parents arrived a day early to spell her off. (Having family to help out is a huge bonus.)
My doctor's appointment was with my OB yesterday to do the normal check on the baby and get the results from my most recent ultrasound. All good news. My blood pressure is down (thanks to being off work I suspect), my ultrasound showed NO MORE KIDNEY STONES!, the baby weighs about 3.3 lbs and his head down, and the OB thinks I'll get to about 35 weeks before I have junior b. And the best part...I had only gained 2.5 lbs since my last visit! And that's with plenty of Christmas gorging!
Oh yes, and if anyone is ever interested, kidney stones are worse than labour. First off, intense, sudden pain, second, you "give birth" to a kidney stone and not a warm, snuggly baby. I was very happy to hear that I don't need to expect any more of those suckers. I don't want another midnight trip the hospital! (Well I can handle it if it's a baby.)
My doctor's appointment was with my OB yesterday to do the normal check on the baby and get the results from my most recent ultrasound. All good news. My blood pressure is down (thanks to being off work I suspect), my ultrasound showed NO MORE KIDNEY STONES!, the baby weighs about 3.3 lbs and his head down, and the OB thinks I'll get to about 35 weeks before I have junior b. And the best part...I had only gained 2.5 lbs since my last visit! And that's with plenty of Christmas gorging!
Oh yes, and if anyone is ever interested, kidney stones are worse than labour. First off, intense, sudden pain, second, you "give birth" to a kidney stone and not a warm, snuggly baby. I was very happy to hear that I don't need to expect any more of those suckers. I don't want another midnight trip the hospital! (Well I can handle it if it's a baby.)
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Boxing Day hangover
Christmas was hard on Faith and George. They flaked out the next afternoon after a visit from Uncle Duncan and Deanna and caught some zzzzzs. This was really just a late Christmas present for George, who still misses when Faith would fall asleep on his chest as a baby.
Monday, December 25, 2006
Merry Christmas!
Santa traveled through foggy weather to land on our roof, slide down the chimney and leave lots of presents under our tree. The unseasonably warm weather definitely didn't hamper Santa's Christmas spirit as he left many shiny, wrapped presents and lots of stocking stuffers for us, Nana and Papa, and even Junior B.
Faith's big present from Santa was a Barbie RV. Unlike Papa's, this one is pink and has a hot tub that holds real water (although we haven't mentioned this to her yet). Actually, the toy is technically called a "Barbie Hot Tub Party Bus", but we're happy that she calls it an RV. Papa, Nana, and Mom all helped put the RV together, which gives you some idea about the number of pieces that came with this pink party on wheels. (Papa discovered yesterday that all Barbie toys come with a million little wires and plastic parts to test the IQ and patience of the person opening the toy.)
Faith was very festive for Santa's arrival with the help of her Great-Aunt Donna. The traditional gift of a hat for Christmas may have reached it's pinnacle with this light-up Christmas tree hat. We're not sure how she can top this one. Faith thought it was pretty cool, and ran to the mirror when she opened it to see what it looked like on her head. She likes to wear it and jiggle her head so that the tree bounces.
Christmas morning was definitely fun for all of us!
Merry Christmas!
Faith's big present from Santa was a Barbie RV. Unlike Papa's, this one is pink and has a hot tub that holds real water (although we haven't mentioned this to her yet). Actually, the toy is technically called a "Barbie Hot Tub Party Bus", but we're happy that she calls it an RV. Papa, Nana, and Mom all helped put the RV together, which gives you some idea about the number of pieces that came with this pink party on wheels. (Papa discovered yesterday that all Barbie toys come with a million little wires and plastic parts to test the IQ and patience of the person opening the toy.)
Faith was very festive for Santa's arrival with the help of her Great-Aunt Donna. The traditional gift of a hat for Christmas may have reached it's pinnacle with this light-up Christmas tree hat. We're not sure how she can top this one. Faith thought it was pretty cool, and ran to the mirror when she opened it to see what it looked like on her head. She likes to wear it and jiggle her head so that the tree bounces.
Christmas morning was definitely fun for all of us!Merry Christmas!
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Another artist in the family
We have all of Faith's Christmas books sitting in a basket in the living room. Each night she picks out a book to read, in the spirit of the season.
Tonight she picked the book that Nana and Papa gave her . It's one of those books that you can get personalized for a child, so it has her name in it, along with ours, her address, and so on. She gets a real kick out of it.
What I didn't know was how much she attributed the book to her Nana and Papa.
Tonight, she was looking at the pictures of the reindeer in the book, when she said, "Nana is a really good artist."
Apparently Nana not only wrote the book, but was also the illustrator.
Tonight she picked the book that Nana and Papa gave her . It's one of those books that you can get personalized for a child, so it has her name in it, along with ours, her address, and so on. She gets a real kick out of it.
What I didn't know was how much she attributed the book to her Nana and Papa.
Tonight, she was looking at the pictures of the reindeer in the book, when she said, "Nana is a really good artist."
Apparently Nana not only wrote the book, but was also the illustrator.
A new dresser
We have been busily getting the baby's room ready the last couple of weeks. Mom helpfully painted the room for us...a boy color called Camouflage. (OK, really just another shade of tan.) Faith actually helped quite a bit with the painting too. I painted the change table top that Paul built for us the same color so everything coordinates.
Part of the getting the room ready means switching Faith's dresser over to the baby's room (the change table goes on top of it), and giving her a new dresser. Mom and Dad have about 20 dressers at their house, so they sacrificed one for us. Mom found a small, three drawer dresser in one of her closets that's a perfect fit for kid. The only problem is that it needed a coat of paint.
So, we painted it white, and then Faith picked out "Sweet Taffy" pink for the dresser drawers. Faith helped paint it yesterday and as we were painting she noticed that part of the wood is split on the bottom of one side. She pointed this out to me and then said, "Gramma gave me this dresser because it's broken!"
I explained that Gramma gave us the dresser because she knew it was the right size and that the drawers open easily (unlike her current one), and that we could paint it to match her room. She seemed satisfied with this.
The next day we watched Cordelia and William (Rob threw his back out and Karen was working). Faith brought Cordelia down to see her dresser just as I was finishing the second coat. As I was painting, I heard Faith lean over to Cordelia and whisper, "My gramma gave me a broken dresser." OK. So maybe she's not over this yet. :)
Part of the getting the room ready means switching Faith's dresser over to the baby's room (the change table goes on top of it), and giving her a new dresser. Mom and Dad have about 20 dressers at their house, so they sacrificed one for us. Mom found a small, three drawer dresser in one of her closets that's a perfect fit for kid. The only problem is that it needed a coat of paint.
So, we painted it white, and then Faith picked out "Sweet Taffy" pink for the dresser drawers. Faith helped paint it yesterday and as we were painting she noticed that part of the wood is split on the bottom of one side. She pointed this out to me and then said, "Gramma gave me this dresser because it's broken!"
I explained that Gramma gave us the dresser because she knew it was the right size and that the drawers open easily (unlike her current one), and that we could paint it to match her room. She seemed satisfied with this.
The next day we watched Cordelia and William (Rob threw his back out and Karen was working). Faith brought Cordelia down to see her dresser just as I was finishing the second coat. As I was painting, I heard Faith lean over to Cordelia and whisper, "My gramma gave me a broken dresser." OK. So maybe she's not over this yet. :)
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