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Life Lessons of a (ahem) 37 year old
Happy Birthday to me! My five year old son asked me last night how old I was going to be and I told him 29. He took it pretty seriously and wished me a happy 29th Birthday this morning. He sure is good for my psyche. I took the time to reflect on 37 things I have learned this past year. Moments of reflection are so good! They help me revisit the past and put it to purpose for the future: For a slow cooker to work you must plug it in. I’m sure this applies for other appliances as well. Baby Boys grow up way too quickly and become pre-pre-teens…
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Postpartum Depression
Postpartum Depression … I’ve lived it, breathed it, been held tightly in its grasp wondering when I’ll be allowed to come up for air. Eight years ago was a very dark period of my life. I did suffer from depression after my first son, Baby *E*. I spoke to my OB/GYN at my 6 week check-up and was put on an antidepressant. I am thankful for the medication but in many ways I wish there was more to it then that. I wish there was some sort of six-week required psychological counseling, not just a “be sure to see a counselor if it gets worse” from my doctor. The medication…
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Welcome, Baby *L*!
In a bleary-eyed, sleep-deprived, so-very-much-in-love fashion, this blog has taken at least a week to write. 5 minutes here and 5 minutes there. It may not be eloquent, or the best writing of my life, but it is the story of a new-life in our lives. Baby *L* is here!All 6 lbs 9 ounces, and 18 inches of pure baby-boy joy. I forgot how small they can come! *L* was born the smallest of all my boys which makes me chuckle. I was induced since they were afraid he would get too big because of my gestational-diabetes. Life is full of surprises! I was feeling pretty good about the decision…
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Distractions
Distractions are a good thing. Distractions kept me sane during hub’s deployment in Iraq. My boys had swim lessons, soccer camp; we had time with family and friends during deployment. All things that kept my mind from focusing on the one person I was missing the most, my soldier! We were busy, we were distracted, life was only as good as we made it. Distracting ourselves at the local park’s Butterfly HabitatDistractions are keeping me sane during these last few days of pregnancy. I had contractions ALL weekend but they weren’t getting any stronger or any closer. If I sat down all I noticed was the contractions. All I could…
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Finishing up one chapter and moving to the next
Well life is spinning … not necessarily out of control … but definitely FAST. I can SEE the finish line. I can FEEL the roar of the hormones. Just this morning my mother-in-law said I LOOKED tired ready. AMEN, sistah! Gestational Diabetes be GONE. Contractions, the most erratic and un-cooperative kind ever, be DONE. I’d like to see my ankle bones again; and ahhh… just the simple task of bending over to shave, tie a 5 year-old’s shoe, pick up the food I just dropped all over the kitchen floor (clumsiness … the pregnancy side effect they forget to tell you about) will be such a relief. I’m pretty darn…
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Wordless Wednesday: BabyBoy’s Heart-beat, Music to a Mom’s Ears
Since I have gestational diabetes I go in for a “non-stress” test twice a week to make sure baby is moving around and has a strong heart-beat. I pulled out the hand dandy camera-phone to get a quick keepsake of the sound of the miracle inside me. – Leanne from MilitaryAvenue.com MilitaryAvenue.com Resources: Are you having a baby?byLeanneonWednesday, July 21, 2010Email ThisBlogThis!Share to TwitterShare to FacebookShare to PinterestMilitary Life:Leanne,pregnancy
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Savoring the Moment
I have a confession … I am at the tail end of my third pregnancy (at just about 37 weeks) and I am NOT ready to be done. I mean I’m ready to meet our little BabyBoy. I’m ready to take a load off my feet. I’m ready to stop having to take insulin and being on a very strict diet for gestational diabetes. I’m really ready to not be sweating buckets just from sitting. But I know this is my last pregnancy. I’m over 35 and pregnancy has been hard on my body (this one in particular.) So I’m savoring moments. I’m savoring a foot jabbing me in the…
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Big Brothers
We have a few ‘big brothers’ in our house. Our oldest, *J* is 16, *E* is 7, and *C* is 5 and preparing to be a big brother. Each looks up to the other with wide eyed-admiration and I can only imagine what is running through their mind as they interact with, play with, compete with, teach each other. We spent the early-afternoon at the zoo yesterday. *J* brought his girlfriend and *E* did not want to leave their side. He was their shadow; their tour guide; their third-wheel. I stayed kind of ahead so as not to crowd them (and to find an occasional bench to sit on) and…
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Sea to Shining Sea… on a bicycle!
I just read about a wonderful cause, “Sea to Shining Sea”. Imagine riding your bike from San Francisco to Virginia Beach. I’m breathless just thinking about it. ‘Group of Injured Veterans to Bicycle Sea to Shining Sea — Ride Across America Led by World T.E.A.M. Sports’: “Spanning 63 days and 4,000 miles, the cyclists will test their physical limits and inspire people, disabled or not, to live active and enriched lives.” – http://www.pwrnewmedia.com/2010/statefarm_00506/index.html Needless to say I’m inspired! As you may know I am about 31 weeks pregnant with baby #3. Last week I was diagnosed with Gestational Diabetes… genetics had a huge play in this one for me. This…
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“not-really Wordless” Wednesday: 27 Weeks in the Womb
For you created my inmost being;You knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;Your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from Youwhen I was made in the secret place.When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, Your eyes saw my unformed body.All the days ordained for me were written in your bookbefore one of them came to be. Psalms 139: 13-16byLeanneonWednesday, May 12, 2010Email ThisBlogThis!Share to TwitterShare to FacebookShare to PinterestMilitary Life:Leanne,pregnancy,Wordless
