Sunday, August 26, 2007
Totally forgot!
Oh yeah, yesterday was my birthday. I had to be at school from 9-4. Krista took Riley for me since Brad is on night shift. Shawnas girls got their black belts yesterday, but I had to be at school. It just sucked. Oh well. Brad is getting me my new camera for my birthday.
Been awhile!
Well, on Riley's b-day, the last day I wrote, we went to my folks. I was going to LA with Shawna, and Brad had to work. So my folks took Riley for the weekend. We got down to my folks and we had the family, Dave, Cathie, Jennifer, Aunt Tina and Gina over for cake. He got some train stuff, some clothes and some books. It was fun. Friday morning Brad & I had to get up at like 3 am to drive him back to work. Shawna was going to pick me up at the plant but things changed and she picked me up at home.
We got down to LA, getting a TON of looks...two hot chicks in a red 'Vette...yeah. :) We took a cab to House of Blues at DownTown Disney for dinner. Then we went to a club in downtown Fullerton. Got back to our hotel at almost 3am. lol Sat we went to her cousins bridal shower. Back to the hotel. Met her folks, bro and sil for dinner. Went shopping. Back to the hotel, another cab, back to downtown Fullerton. Got back to the hotel around 3. Again. Got up in the morning and drove home.
At the Grapevine, I called Mom to let her know where we were on our drive home. She told me that they didn't know if they were going to be able to drive me & Riley to Monterey the next day because Nana was in the hospital again. So, I called Brad and asked him to pick us up. He was almost to Monterey, so he went, checked into the hotel and drove back up to San Mateo. Poor guy. We got to Monterey at almost 10.
Monday, after Brads class, we went and walked around the Fisherman's Wharf. It was a ton of fun! That night we had a dinner for everyone at the conference. Met a few other wives that were there. Tues we had a breakfast, then I took Riley over to the kids club for the day that the conference runners organized. I wandered around, shopped, read, etc. That night was the dinner at the Monterey Bay Aquarium. VERY fun!!! The aquarium was closed to the public, so it was just the conference people. Idiots were leaving half drunk glasses of wine and bottles of beer around. Riley grabbed a couple and drank some of them.
Wed I went to a class at the Monterey Culinary Institute. Riley went to kids camp again. Then him & I had to drive home because I had to be at a district meeting Thurdays morning, really didn't need to be there. Oh well. Fri I went to a staff meeting at the school. That was nice to be there. Drove BACK down to drop Riley with my folks for the night. Got down to Monterey, Brad & I went to a pub for dinner. It was the first night we had alone since Riley was born. Got back to Mom & Dads on Sat to find out that Nana had gone BACK in the hospital Fri morning. That night there was a surprise party for Jennifers 21st b-day. Sun we came home, went grocery shopping and came home.
Mon was the first day of school, first day of me student teaching. :) I am in the 4th grade with Barbara Chasteen. TONS of fun! I am LOVING my class. They seem low academically, but they are great! I don't know where I will be for my next session, I am hoping with Toni Linde in a combo class. That will be neat to see how those are run.
The first 2 weeks of school are over. I am teaching reading, spelling and english right now. Later this week I will start math. I am having a lot of fun. It's a lot of hard work. I have to bust my tail. It's hard being back at work after 2 years home with Riley, but I think that it is good for both of us too. I hope that next school year he is potty trained and I can put him in preschool. I think that it would be good for him. I've even picked the preschool! LOL How's THAT for confident? Not only that but he's on the wait list for the school. :)
Oh well, that's pretty much got me caught up! lol
Later!
We got down to LA, getting a TON of looks...two hot chicks in a red 'Vette...yeah. :) We took a cab to House of Blues at DownTown Disney for dinner. Then we went to a club in downtown Fullerton. Got back to our hotel at almost 3am. lol Sat we went to her cousins bridal shower. Back to the hotel. Met her folks, bro and sil for dinner. Went shopping. Back to the hotel, another cab, back to downtown Fullerton. Got back to the hotel around 3. Again. Got up in the morning and drove home.
At the Grapevine, I called Mom to let her know where we were on our drive home. She told me that they didn't know if they were going to be able to drive me & Riley to Monterey the next day because Nana was in the hospital again. So, I called Brad and asked him to pick us up. He was almost to Monterey, so he went, checked into the hotel and drove back up to San Mateo. Poor guy. We got to Monterey at almost 10.
Monday, after Brads class, we went and walked around the Fisherman's Wharf. It was a ton of fun! That night we had a dinner for everyone at the conference. Met a few other wives that were there. Tues we had a breakfast, then I took Riley over to the kids club for the day that the conference runners organized. I wandered around, shopped, read, etc. That night was the dinner at the Monterey Bay Aquarium. VERY fun!!! The aquarium was closed to the public, so it was just the conference people. Idiots were leaving half drunk glasses of wine and bottles of beer around. Riley grabbed a couple and drank some of them.
Wed I went to a class at the Monterey Culinary Institute. Riley went to kids camp again. Then him & I had to drive home because I had to be at a district meeting Thurdays morning, really didn't need to be there. Oh well. Fri I went to a staff meeting at the school. That was nice to be there. Drove BACK down to drop Riley with my folks for the night. Got down to Monterey, Brad & I went to a pub for dinner. It was the first night we had alone since Riley was born. Got back to Mom & Dads on Sat to find out that Nana had gone BACK in the hospital Fri morning. That night there was a surprise party for Jennifers 21st b-day. Sun we came home, went grocery shopping and came home.
Mon was the first day of school, first day of me student teaching. :) I am in the 4th grade with Barbara Chasteen. TONS of fun! I am LOVING my class. They seem low academically, but they are great! I don't know where I will be for my next session, I am hoping with Toni Linde in a combo class. That will be neat to see how those are run.
The first 2 weeks of school are over. I am teaching reading, spelling and english right now. Later this week I will start math. I am having a lot of fun. It's a lot of hard work. I have to bust my tail. It's hard being back at work after 2 years home with Riley, but I think that it is good for both of us too. I hope that next school year he is potty trained and I can put him in preschool. I think that it would be good for him. I've even picked the preschool! LOL How's THAT for confident? Not only that but he's on the wait list for the school. :)
Oh well, that's pretty much got me caught up! lol
Later!
Thursday, August 02, 2007
Two years ago
Dear Riley,
I cannot believe it. Two years ago, at this time, shortly after midnight, I arrived at Mercy General Hospital in Sacramento. My water had broken at just about 11pm. When we arrived, we were so optimistic that I would get to have the birth that I dreamed of. That I could do this with no meds. My water broke...that meant that my body was responding to you wanting out and I would not have to have that cesarean.
Yeah, not happening. Apparently, the whole getting pregnant thing being tough wasn't enough. Now the delivery was going to be difficult! My risk of miscarriage was 85%. 15% of all pregnancies end in miscarriage. My risk was opposite.
I was so set on how I wanted my delivery to go. I wanted to be able to walk. I did not want medication, at all. I wanted my mom & dad, Brads mom & dad to come in and out of the room while I was in labor. I wanted Brad with me. Yeah, I was delusional. I hear about women who are chatting and laughing until it's time to push. That is what I wanted. I wanted to enjoy my delivery. Hey, chances are high this would be my only change to do this. I wanted it to go my way!
Ah, but my body. My body chose the way it wanted things to go. Instead of my body responding to the contractions, which had started on Friday night, my body did nothing. Yep. NOTHING. I didn't even dialate to a one. Not even a ONE! I mean, that should have been easy enough, right? Yeah, guess not! Oh well.
Fortunately, my doctor was sympathetic. Instead of making me wait from midnight until the time of my planned c-section at 7:30am, he came in and did it then. So, my amazing little boy, you made your entrance in the middle of the night...just like I did. 2:32am. I did not get the birth that I wanted. But I got my boy. And really, isn't what is important that you were born healthy? I guess that it doesn't matter that the dr had to cut me open, messing up my stomach muscles so that I have no control over my lower stomach, or the fact that even now, 2 years later, I still have numb spots on my lower stomach. I have my little boy.
And you are an amazing little boy. You are so happy. You are so loving. You are sweet, gentle, rough and tumble all in one. One minute, you're tackling the cat. The next, you want to cover my face in kisses. You love to jump, and run and play with your "trai", your trains. What can be cuter than a child trying to drag a cat around the house by his tail when the cat is almost as big as the child is? Oh, I know. That same child having a nightmare and the ONLY thing that can calm him is petting that same cat. As the cat lays there, purring.
You was born...isn't that all that matters? Do I wish that your birth went differently? No, not anymore. Once my friends are done having kids, and most are, no one will talk about how our babies were born until THEY are having babies. Then it might come up that I had a c-section. But who cares? It was the birth that was meant to be. What more can be said?
So, happy birthday my little man. I love you so much. You are a joy to be Mommy to. Complete strangers love you. I get comments literally every time we go out about how adorable you are. People on elevators try to make you laugh. Mom's in hotel lobbies give you lollies that they just bought for their children. Parents outside the ice cream shop in Martell love to watch you play on the grass with their children. And watching you reminds them of what their babies were like at your age. Waitresses at restaurants hug you. Tom, the owner up at Incahoots on the corner, sits and talks to your Dad and plays with your hair. Your Grandpa and Grandma do silly things, like put your picture on the couch to watch baseball with you. Your Opa got in trouble for picking you up recently because he wasn't supposed to after his surgery. But "I just can't help it!" is what he tells us.
Oh my boy, you are a joy. You have been given a gift. That gift is the gift of lovability. Everyone who sees you falls in love with you. But none of them can ever love you more than me and your Dad. We love you little man. Happy second birthday. I pray that you remain as happy as you are now.
Love,
Mommy
I cannot believe it. Two years ago, at this time, shortly after midnight, I arrived at Mercy General Hospital in Sacramento. My water had broken at just about 11pm. When we arrived, we were so optimistic that I would get to have the birth that I dreamed of. That I could do this with no meds. My water broke...that meant that my body was responding to you wanting out and I would not have to have that cesarean.
Yeah, not happening. Apparently, the whole getting pregnant thing being tough wasn't enough. Now the delivery was going to be difficult! My risk of miscarriage was 85%. 15% of all pregnancies end in miscarriage. My risk was opposite.
I was so set on how I wanted my delivery to go. I wanted to be able to walk. I did not want medication, at all. I wanted my mom & dad, Brads mom & dad to come in and out of the room while I was in labor. I wanted Brad with me. Yeah, I was delusional. I hear about women who are chatting and laughing until it's time to push. That is what I wanted. I wanted to enjoy my delivery. Hey, chances are high this would be my only change to do this. I wanted it to go my way!
Ah, but my body. My body chose the way it wanted things to go. Instead of my body responding to the contractions, which had started on Friday night, my body did nothing. Yep. NOTHING. I didn't even dialate to a one. Not even a ONE! I mean, that should have been easy enough, right? Yeah, guess not! Oh well.
Fortunately, my doctor was sympathetic. Instead of making me wait from midnight until the time of my planned c-section at 7:30am, he came in and did it then. So, my amazing little boy, you made your entrance in the middle of the night...just like I did. 2:32am. I did not get the birth that I wanted. But I got my boy. And really, isn't what is important that you were born healthy? I guess that it doesn't matter that the dr had to cut me open, messing up my stomach muscles so that I have no control over my lower stomach, or the fact that even now, 2 years later, I still have numb spots on my lower stomach. I have my little boy.
And you are an amazing little boy. You are so happy. You are so loving. You are sweet, gentle, rough and tumble all in one. One minute, you're tackling the cat. The next, you want to cover my face in kisses. You love to jump, and run and play with your "trai", your trains. What can be cuter than a child trying to drag a cat around the house by his tail when the cat is almost as big as the child is? Oh, I know. That same child having a nightmare and the ONLY thing that can calm him is petting that same cat. As the cat lays there, purring.
You was born...isn't that all that matters? Do I wish that your birth went differently? No, not anymore. Once my friends are done having kids, and most are, no one will talk about how our babies were born until THEY are having babies. Then it might come up that I had a c-section. But who cares? It was the birth that was meant to be. What more can be said?
So, happy birthday my little man. I love you so much. You are a joy to be Mommy to. Complete strangers love you. I get comments literally every time we go out about how adorable you are. People on elevators try to make you laugh. Mom's in hotel lobbies give you lollies that they just bought for their children. Parents outside the ice cream shop in Martell love to watch you play on the grass with their children. And watching you reminds them of what their babies were like at your age. Waitresses at restaurants hug you. Tom, the owner up at Incahoots on the corner, sits and talks to your Dad and plays with your hair. Your Grandpa and Grandma do silly things, like put your picture on the couch to watch baseball with you. Your Opa got in trouble for picking you up recently because he wasn't supposed to after his surgery. But "I just can't help it!" is what he tells us.
Oh my boy, you are a joy. You have been given a gift. That gift is the gift of lovability. Everyone who sees you falls in love with you. But none of them can ever love you more than me and your Dad. We love you little man. Happy second birthday. I pray that you remain as happy as you are now.
Love,
Mommy
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