A Dare & A Goal

Thanks to my friend Michelle for the new header image for the blog. She had dared people to leave comments on her blog, just to make sure people were reading it, and this was the prize(of course, nobody knew what the prize was at the time).

When the older kids(Ivy & Collin) go back to school, starting next week, I need to put Photoshop Elements on Tom's laptop--the main computer kicked the bucket back in March/April--and also the instruction manual for our digital camera (to learn more features on it).

Family Pics

We got family pictures taken July 31st over at El Dorado Nature Center. These are the first we've had with everyone since Brent's been born. We got a cd with almot 200 pictures on it. Not going to post all the pics, but here are my favorites. The rest can be seen here(click on the word 'here').

Normal?

I went to the doctor's office yesterday for my 6 week post-partum checkup. She had said I'm "back to normal." Granted, she was talking about about my body & all the internal changes during & after the pregnancy, but it's been making me think. Which, I suppose isn't such a bad thing.

What is normal? Is there such a thing after kids? Is it "normal" that I can think of at least 3 friends, probably more, who over the moon about their kids and yet, I don't feel like that about Brent yet. Just over the moon that he's been born and not inside me anymore. Maybe I just need more time. He really isn't a super colicky baby and the reflux issues aren't as bad, it's just me. I just wondered how we ended up with him the way I am right now?

I was stuck on the name "Brent" for so long during the pregnancy and was determined that was going to be his name. I finally understand why. The name literally means "steep hill", and yes, it's been quite a journey. The construction, the pregnancy, the nursing fiasco the whole first week & a half, the flare up in behaviors from Collin, a little from Drew too(mostly his is displacement from being the baby). Some days are getting better. Other days, I just want to go hide under the covers on my bed hoping nobody finds me or that it all goes away. It did take over a year till I finally had a handle on 3 kids, and I'm sure this will take just as long.

I did get a portable swing, that's low to the floor. It's hit & miss. He still sleeps a lot during the morning, which by the way, was a HUGE help during Ivy's swim lessons especially when I had to take Collin along.

Anyone have any ideas on how to keep Brent up longer during the daytime(specifically morning, he's already up a good portion of the afternoon & night)? Even though, I'm not sure I can follow thru with anything right now. I try baths, but he goes back to sleep after eating. I hold out on feedings(ie. splitting them up so he's not eating for over 40 minutes in one sitting, only to decide he's hungry again less than an hour later) so he's got more "quiet awake" time.

Update..5 weeks old on Tuesday

I think I have officially gone crazy. The not more than 2 hours of sleep at a time is finally taking its toll. I won't lie, the kids have 1 very cranky mommy these past few days. Part of it is frustration at having to deal with both a special needs kid and a newborn. Another part is feeling of isolation--besides the few times of conversation at church, that's pretty much all I get for the week--and even a feeling of slight abandonment. RS brought in maybe 3 meals for the 1st week--granted, half the ward was out of state for a stake youth confence trek but still. Before the baby was born, Tom had talked about how he could take up to 2 weeks off, so I kept asking when so I could brace myself for the impact. I found out like a day or two before he went back to work that it was going to be a week, including that 1st weekend! A lot of friends have moved out of the ward the past few years. I don't really have anyone to hang out with(not that our afternoon schedules would allow it much thanks to Collin's therapy). My parents were going to come out, about this time but circumstances changed so now I will be waiting till Ivy's birthday(a week before Christmas) for that to happen.

Other than that, just sheer overwhelmness has swallowed me whole. Ivy's swim lessons & having to take Collin on the Fridays and all this upcoming week, Tom's a little frustrated at Drew not being potty trained--he can pee in the potty fine, no #2 yet and he pretty much can't tell you he has to go till it's already coming out. I'm just thinking, when in the world am I going to fit that in?? Construction workers are out of our hair/house, but still have to prime/paint, tile the floor, get carpet installed, get curtains, and then move all the stuff back in the room addition that's been moved to the garage this whole time, not to mention all the trash cleanup in the backyard--that was our trade-off for getting the heater added into the room(the draftsman forgot to put into the final plans, even though I had asked about it).

I guess the good news is feedings have finally moved to every 2-ish hours instead of every hour. Brent hit the 10 lb mark on Thursday, and I think that's made a difference. He spits up A LOT though. Kind of picky about how he's held when he's awake--he only prefers upright, looking over mine or Tom's shoulder.

We got some family pics taken yesterday in El Dorado Park's Nature Center as part of some fundraiser. Hopefully, we got some good ones. We get them back mid-next week.