Iris: Week Two

We're two weeks into our Adventure with Iris, and things are still going well. She's a voracious eater, which has resulted in her gaining nearly a pound over the last week (was at 6 lb, 9 oz at her check-up on Friday). At least she lets me sleep in two hour stretches at night. :o) Hopefully we'll work our way up to longer soon, but this isn't too bad.

I've been getting out with her at least once a day, either for a walk or to run a quick errand. She doesn't fuss much, and with the exception of her bit of recent growth-spurt cluster feeding, I can get her out and back before I need to feed her again. Today, the whole family went to the zoo with Grandma - such a pleasant morning!

- One of the few things that makes her mad is putting and taking off shirts - almost a guarantee to make her cry a bit.
- She likes to play what I call "gotcha!". While I'm dealing with disposing of her dirty diaper, she likes to dirty the next before I have a chance to completely secure it on her. Gotcha, Mama!
- Like most little babies, she makes the funniest faces when she sleeps, quickly transitioning from a grimace to a big grin in seconds. I love watching her face change like that.

Felix: 3 yrs & Iris: 2 wks

Iris: Week One

We're on Day 8 with Iris. So far, things are going pretty well. She seems to be a bit mellower than Felix, especially when it comes to nursing. Felix would get so frustrated and fuss if he wasn't fed immediately. She seems to have a bit more patience, which is nice. Iris doesn't get upset much, which is also very nice.

Iris had a doctor appointment on Day 5. Because she was only 6 pounds at birth, they wanted to make sure that she didn't lose too much weight. She weighed in at 5 lb 10 oz, which is the same weight that Felix got down to before he started gaining. She was also looking a little yellow, so we had to endure another bilirubin test (now, *that* made her mad). Fortunately, it came back low risk, so we didn't have to do the biliblanket again. A few days later, and she's looking much less yellow anyway. I expressed concern at the appointment that she wasn't needing as many diaper changes as usual. Well, later that afternoon, she started making up for it in a BIG way. I had to say something, didn't I. :P

She's had days where she's very alert during the day and other days (such as today and Wednesday) where she's a very sleepy girl most of the day. That doesn't bode well for tonight. I will probably be doing a fair amount of rocking unless I can get her to wake up a little more. But in the meantime, I'm just going to keep gazing at her beautiful sleeping face.

I have to admit that one reason I was a little less enthusiastic about having a girl was the overpowering amount of pink (especially Barbie pink) clothing on the market. But I think women like me must be making their voices heard, because I've been seeing some really cute non-pink clothes, like the teal owl sleeper I bought for her today.

We've got family pictures scheduled for next Tuesday. Hopefully, I'll get electronic copies so I can post them when they're ready. I tried taking a few fancy ones of my own, and I'm trying to take more to show how much she's going to grow:

 Felix is doing pretty well having Iris around. He asks to hold her often. The only major change with his behavior is that he's a lot closer to tears when he doesn't get his way. We're trying to work on him being less argumentative when we ask him to do things, and just do what we ask. Nick and I have been taking turns dropping off/picking up from day care, and we are also sharing bedtime duties for him. We're also letting him do more things that he likes, like watching the moving Cars nearly every evening (even though we're kinda getting sick of that movie seeing it so many times). Tonight, we did get him to watch Toy Story instead, which is a pleasant change.

Felix: 3 yrs & Iris: 7 days

Introducing... Iris Morgan!

On Thursday, August 30th, Nick (my chauffeur for the week) took me to my check-up at the doctor at noon. My doctor checked me out and told me things were progressing, but that she was going to be out of town Friday through Monday. Uh-oh! We were really hoping she'd be there to deliver the baby. She "helped things along" again and told me to walk. So, Nick took me back to work, and I went for a two mile walk in the 90 degree heat. Sure enough, I started having contractions, and when they continued every 3 minutes after I stopped walking, I knew they were the real thing. Nick came at 2:30 to get me to the hospital. Thankfully, Cassie was available to pick up and watch Felix for us.

This labor and delivery was definitely different than with Felix. It took longer for things to progress, for one thing. But I was assigned the exact same room that Felix was born in. :o) I got an epidural around 5:30 and my doctor broke my water at around 6. Things picked up quickly after that. I started pushing at 7:15 and the baby was born at 7:25 pm. They pulled her out, and since I had myself convinced that I was having a boy, it was with some surprise that I said, "It's a girl!" 

Things have gone pretty well since. We got a big family suite (which wasn't quite big enough when cooping up Felix on Friday), and had visits from family. Nursing's going okay (lots of cluster feeding, but then will take a long nap - which I appreciate). Felix has been a great big brother, except that he wants to pet her head. We're going to have to make sure we give him plenty of good attention, though, so he doesn't resent her.

Iris has been pretty content so far. Lots of sleeping, but when she's awake, she's very alert and looking around. She's such a little peanut, but thankfully she hasn't gotten jaundice like Felix had. She looks so much like Felix did when he was born. Same chin, same ears, same long spidery fingers. She's our little wonder.

Felix: 3 yrs & Iris: 3 days

Waiting (37)

We've hit the point in my pregnancy where everything looks good and it's just a matter of time. Initially, we were hoping this kid would stay in until September (I'm due 9/7 according to my doctor), but now that I've hit the full-term mark, I'm ready to evict this little one at any time. There's such a sense of anticipation mixed with anxiety. How will the birth go? More importantly (right now), WHEN will I go into labor? There's so many different scenarios - if I'm at home, if I'm at work, what do we do about Felix, how quickly will things happen, will our backup care people be available? I'm sure it will all work out one way or another, but it definitely amps up the uncertainty factor.

I had another check-up yesterday. Blood pressure's good, weight's okay but could be better. My doctor said that my body's getting more ready to have this baby, and she offered to "help it along". Considering Nick and I are both on pins and needles waiting and Nick has some big meetings out of town coming up in September, I submitted to her ministrations. We'll see how much "help" it does. My doctor was also a bit concerned about how I'm measuring (smaller than I should be), so I got in right away for an ultrasound to check fluid and baby's size. The ultrasound size estimate was 5 lb, 15 oz. I guess I just make 'em little, but they catch up quickly. :o)

We've had a pleasant last few weeks. We've had visits from both families, even more so than expected. We were notified last Saturday that my sister-in-law would be our guest the next two days as she came back to Madison for a funeral. Very unexpected, but it worked out, and we got to visit with the in-laws again on Monday.

On Sunday before she came, we went to the Badgers Family Fun Day at Camp Randall. We took Felix there when he was a year old and got his picture with Coach Bret Bielema. This year, it was our mission to get our picture with Bucky Badger. While we waited in line, I asked Felix what he was going to do when he saw Bucky. "I'm going to give him a hug!" he answered. Sure enough, when it was our turn, Felix launched himself at Bucky and gave him a big squeeze. Aw! I was happy to have a Badger shirt that would stretch over my big ol' belly.

Felix: 3 yrs

Mini Update (35)

We seem to have finally broken free of the 90°+ heat wave, and just in time. I had been handling it pretty well, but I was reaching my breaking point. I'm definitely more comfortable now in the low 80°s as I get bigger.

Unfortunately, Felix has regressed in his potty training prowess. Oh, he still gets a gold medal in going #1 (so we've been telling him while watching the Olympics), but any progress he's made going #2 has completely reversed. I hope it clicks again before the baby comes.

Speaking of the baby, we took a "sibling tour" last night at the hospital. There were five other families with young children. The kids got to stamp their hands like the baby's feet get stamped and practice dressing and holding babies (lots of baby doll heads getting bonked on the table... and Felix kept poking his baby doll in the eyes). We took a look at the nursery (no babies), went into one of the suite-like family rooms (so much nicer than the last time!) and got to see a day-old baby. I don't think Felix knew babies were so noisy. The little boy we say made a lot of little noises, and Felix kept asking me if the baby was crying (no, not really). It was good for him to see how little, fragile, and noisy a real baby is. Hopefully there will be less shock and more acceptance when our baby comes.

The baby name debate continues. I thought we had our names nailed down at 20 weeks or so, but Nick has recently told me that he doesn't feel the same way about the names anymore. So we've been going back and forth on names. Actually, Nick's a world-class name killer, shooting down just about every name I've thrown out there. Argh. Just when we say "hey, that's not bad!", we sleep on it and decide... maybe not. We have some healthy contenders right now that I hope will stick around until this kid is born.

As for the baby, I hear its ankle or knee crack at least once a day. It's decidedly odd to hear a sharp *click* where there should be no clicking. The baby has dropped anad I officially waddle. Hiccups still occur daily. I haven't had much swelling like I did with Felix (yay? I kinda liked my Silly Putty ankles). And yes, I guess I make 'em small and carry 'em tight (so everybody comments).

Felix: 3 yrs

DEFCON 3? (34)

I had another OB check-up Tuesday. My doctor kind of frightened me into thinking that this kid may come sooner than we hope (which is early September). She talked about where to go if I go into labor (given the maternity ward is under a bit of construction), and noticed that the baby has dropped a bit (though it might have a really long torso like Felix - this kid is still butting up against my rib cage). She also asked me to come in again next week for a check-up/test instead of in two weeks. It just makes me feel like things are going to happen much quicker than we want - especially because I'd like this baby to get a little bit bigger than the 6 lb 4 oz that Felix was at birth. But it is definitely lighting a fire under us to get everything ready to go (bags packed, care for Felix on notice).

And with all that uncertainty, Nick informed me on Friday that the boy's name we have picked out just doesn't do much for him anymore. And this from the guy that doesn't like talking about names. Groan.  We're trying to come up with a back-up name, but nothing feels quite right. Why are girls' names so easy and boys' names so difficult?

There's a lot up in the air right now, but with any luck, it will stay that way for a while, at least until the end of the month.

After that, the time goes so fast...












Felix has had fun lately, going to a classmate's bouncy birthday bash and earning his potty training present. We're so proud of what he's done lately. Now if only he'd do a better job listening when we ask him to do things... then he'd earn the new race car he wants for the play mat. :o)











Felix also had his first dentist visit yesterday. He did great! He was also one of the few kids who chose mint as their flavor of choice, apparently.

Felix: 3 yrs

Adventures in Potty Training (33)

* warning - there be many references to #1 and #2 within... *

[7/19/12] We came to the realization that Felix wasn't going to be one of those kids who gives up using diapers on their own. He had been asking us to put a new diaper on him, even if we asked him to sit on the potty prior to him relieving himself. We'd tried pull ups (just makes a mess because they don't handle as much #1 as a normal diaper) and offering treats/presents/new undies, and his teachers have been trying extra hard at daycare, making him sit for long periods. They told us he was getting good about holding it for a long period, though. I think a few trips into loud, scary public restrooms and a toilet at home that makes unusual sounds have also made him less inclined to feel comfortable potty training.

So, on Tuesday, July 17th, we said no more diapers (except at night). The first day we sent him to daycare, he had mixed results (but some success was better than none!). The past couple days, we've caught him in the act of #1 or #2 and sat him down on the potty (again, with mixed success). He often doesn't want to sit and gets easily distracted. We've tried sitting him different ways on the toilet, using his small potty, pretending the toilet water is on fire and he needs to put it out, having him aim at paper or Os in the bowl... It's frustrating and difficult to maintain a positive atmosphere about it, because we don't want to make him feel guilty or make him less inclined to use the potty.

Story destined to embarrass Felix someday: Yesterday, his doctor mentioned letting run around outside naked to "water the plants" and encourage potty training. I did that when we got home from his appointment. Instead of #1(kept getting distracted by the bugs on the plants), he went #2 in the yard and decided to cover it with handfuls of hydrangea petals he pulled off the plants next to the deck. Silly monkey.

After dinner yesterday, we saw he was doing a little #1 dance. Cue another 20+ minute bout of trying to keep him on the toilet until he went. First I sat with him, then Nick. And then, Felix went #1! According to Felix, his bladder was finally full. We were so proud of him, and he looked so proud of himself. I hope that will encourage him to have more success. His friend's mom told me Felix made a point to inform her that he was wearing big boy underwear today. :o)

Update [7/22/12] - Felix has been doing GREAT at going #1! Yesterday (Saturday), he was dry all day, going #1 like a big boy (standing up) several times with no prompting. And yet, we had a few #2 mishaps. Argh. Well, not everything gets figured out at once. Also (and I still can't believe this), Felix woke up at 2:30 and again at 6:30 to go #1, and he was dry the entire night. I didn't think he figure that out so quickly. Awesome! Here you go, buddy, 4 M&Ms for your nocturnal efforts!

On the Kid 2 front, I had many Braxton-Hicks contractions yesterday and today doesn't feel any different. I swear, this feels like I'm having Felix all over again - lots of hiccups, lots of contractions, lots of kicking in one spot on my right side. I wasn't expecting things to be so similar the second time around. The baby's crowding out my diaphragm now, making breathing more challenging, driving uncomfortable, and finding a comfortable sleeping position that doesn't make my side ache difficult. But unlike with Felix, I'm not in any rush to meet this little one. With Felix, I was thinking "C'mon out!"; with this one, it's more "No, please stay in there until you HAVE to...". What a difference experience makes. :o)

(The neighbors are home, and their 3.5-year-old daughter Eve keeps pronouncing Felix's name "Fe-gah-licks")

Update [7/25/12] - I pretty much consider Felix potty trained in #1! Woo! He hasn't had an accident in about a week. And tonight, he "dropped the kids off at the pool" for the first time at home! We've been trying to train him to go to the bathroom when he feels he needs to go #2, and after a few false starts (and minor messes...), he went tonight! We made a big deal out of it, and he got 4 M&Ms. I love seeing his face light up when he realizes he can do it on his own.

Update 2 [7/30/12] - Felix earned his potty training present (a Cars 2 rug with play cars) on Sunday! He had to go without any more accidents, even at night, and have a few more successful #2s. He's either sleeping through the night or he's waking me up so that I can supervise his nighttime #1. We're so proud, and you can tell that he is, too!

Felix: 3 yrs