Hormonal Rant in progress.

Well I finally found out that I passed the stupid 3 hour glucose test. What a complete waste of my time. Thanks for making me have to starve myself and my unborn child, then forcing me to drink the nastiest drink ever, then sticking me with a needle every hour for three hours. Let's come up with a better way of being able to actually screen Gestational Diabetes. END RANT.

Okay so it's not really the end rant.

But I am a healthy person with no medical problems or weight problems. Clearly the odds of me actually having actual Gestational Diabetes were going to be low.

That being said, while being pregnant your body is doing all sorts of crazy things it normally wouldn't do, but why why why hasn't the medical field come up with something different to try to test for this?

I cannot comprehend how starving a mother and unborn child of nutrients for 12 hours and then making her drink a chockful of sugar liquid is at all healthy? Especially if said mother and baby really DID have GD.

If the mother having high blood sugar and not being able to convert it (which is what essentially GD is) causes harm to the baby. Why are we forcing women to take this test which clearly would do that?

How can gestational diabetes affect me and my baby?

High blood sugar levels can be unhealthy for both you and your baby. If the diabetes isn't treated, your baby may be more likely to have problems at birth. For example, your baby may have a low blood sugar level, jaundice, or your baby may weigh much more than normal.


Gestational diabetes can also affect your health. For instance, if your baby is very large, you may have a more difficult delivery or you may need a cesarean section. Gestational diabetes also increases your risk of developing preeclampsia, which is a condition that can be serious if left untreated.

Taken from here.

If the worst thing that can happen from having GD is a large baby, jaundice, (which most babies have anyways) or the risk of having to have a c-section, well then I'd say the risks aren't as dire as people make it out to seem.

If there is a possibility that we decide to have a 3rd child I know for sure I will refuse testing. I should've put my foot down for this pregnancy and basically got guilted into it.

"oh better safe than sorry." sounds a lot like "well everyone else is jumping off the cliff so you need to too."

My rant is over now although if I weren't so sleepy I probably could go on and on about this. It just irritates me so much. RAWR

My real thoughts on Cloth Diapering.

As someone who has done both cloth and disposables. I think I'm one of those moms who would actually lean towards disposables more if I could.

First off I had really wanted to do cloth diapering before I had Wilson, I read up on and realized that living in an sub-basement apartment with no Washer and Dryer was going to make it really hard, UNLESS I invested so much money that I could have a big enough stash to last me the week until I did laundry.

That being said. Leaving your cloth diapers in a pail/bucket/bag for a week is nasty gross. So. When the time came and Wilson was born, we went right into disposables.

I still WANTED to cloth diaper and save myself the money, even if I was losing out on the convenience of disposables.

So when we knew we were moving to a new place that would have a washer and dryer hookup. I thought "Finally!! I can cloth diaper!"

Only it was now almost a year into parenting and quitting those disposables are hard. (at least it was for me) and the initial cost of buying said cloth diaper stash was quite pricey! I did get lucky and was able to buy some used cloth diapers for about 40 bucks for like 6 of them which is awesome.

I miss just wiping Wilson's butt and throwing the poopy diaper away. Or if he gets a rash, if I can put diaper cream on it and not worry about the cloth repelling. Or if I am cleaning them right.

Now it's definitely an extra process, because my son of course doesn't always have that perfect poop that just rolls out of the cloth diaper and into the toilet.

Oh no. I have to sit there and put gloves on and scrub the sometimes yogurt/pudding/mashed potato-y substance out.

Also another thing I don't like about cloth is that once you start buying some, you see all the adorable prints/diaper covers you can get. And spend a small fortune on! 15 bucks for one diaper cover?? 20 bucks for an all in one?! That you only get to use once?

You'd almost think I was anti-cloth diapering.

I'm definitely that mom that is repeating in her head, "This is saving me money, this is saving me money."

With Callie coming, I will hopefully cloth diaper exclusively, but will yearn for those disposables when I have poop explosions, when she leaks out of her diaper, because as I have learned cloth doesn't absorb as much as disposables can, when I see cute girly diaper prints for cloths and spent over 50 bucks buying her a diaper or two, (when I could've bought like 2 boxes of disposables for the same price that would last at least 2 months, depending on size/package count)

I cloth diaper to save money. Period. And I do it grudgingly.

The only saving grace is there is something SO adorable about seeing that giant stuffed butt running around in a cute diaper cover.

My craft "cute as a button" frame

So I've been in a crafty mood! Here is what I did: went to walmart and bought buttons (sadly the walmart didnt have a huge selection of them) and in the craft/supplies section bought a wooden frame for about 3 bucks (I'm rounding up) and a roll of white ribbon that I needed for another craft I'll have to blog about later.
So I painted the frame in white acrylic paint and let it dry. Tonight I got my glue gun and glued buttons on the outside of the frame. Then I made a little bow and glued that as well.
I originally thought I would cover the whole frame in buttons but I didnt like how it looked. Maybe if my buttons had more variety as far as size/color.
Or it could be because i'm by nature a simplistic person. Artistry doesn't come that naturally to me even though I love crafts/art/photography.
But I'm happy with how it turned out!

32 Weeks!

How far along? 32 weeks that means I have 2 months to go. Whaaaat?!?!
Weight gain/loss: 133.0 I am up 17.5 pounds from my first weigh in! It definitely isn't as much as I gained with Wilson but I've got a lot on my plate this time around compared to last time!
Maternity clothes? This is still yes and no. I finally fill my maternity shirts out and am wearing my maternity shorts but I can still squeeze into my regular shorts. I just have to have them sitting low and the button kinda itches my belly.
Stretch marks? None yet! I wonder if they will show up during the last month
Sleep? Sleep is getting rougher. More peeing, more uncomfortableness, and I can't wait to sleep on my belly again!
Best moment this week? Getting a new phone! *sets old Blackberry on fire* Hurray!
Food cravings: I want to eat everything! Of course! Love love love fresh fruit though and chocolate! I want chocolate ALL the time! But I normally want chocolate all the time anyways.
Gender: still a baby girl! Callie Joy!
Belly button in or out? I would say out. It's definitely "smoothed" over so I have one of those weird alien belly buttons lol
Movement? Movements are becoming more nudges and pokes and lots of hiccups now!
What I miss? Not getting exhausted so easily. Being able to pick Wilson up, not having to take forever getting up if I have to chase after him. < Definitely still this
What I'm looking forward to: Having this house completely unpacked! UGH
Having Wilson feel better! Having this baby! Enjoying the cool fall weather and spending these last 2 months as a family of 3 with our baby boy. *sniff sniff*



And here is a naked belly picture! With Wilson I had the belly line and a darker belly button. I guess since my body's gone through this before it decided it doesn't need it this time. That's okay, but unfortunately still have the appendix scar. Boo! Wouldn't I have just the cutest preggo belly if it wasn't there?

Blogging from my phone?

Let's see just how easy it is. I waited yesterday to see what apple was going to announce about the iPhones, but I didn't feel like it was worth the couple weeks wait especially if I was going to be paying the same amount of money either way. I'm sure by the time my next upgrade comes around there will be something even better. Such is the way of technology... I tried to hold to my blackberry as long as I could but I'm fairly certain if RIM doesn't come out with something, they will become like the dinosaurs.

As much I would like to keep blogging, Wilson totally did a gross poopy because he is sick. His poor bottom is so diaper rashy and his eating is very sporadic. He's not terrible but I sure wish he would get the diarrhea out of his system. It's no fun for any of us.

Slight blog hiatus

So from the visit to immediately moving it may be a while before I can really sit down and blog. There is so much to blog about but finding the time and energy (where did it go?!) is near impossible.

But I have internet again! Whoo hoo! Can't wait to finish unpacking and getting more settled in and hopefully be able to blog more consistently then!

My adventure traveling while 7 months pregnant with an almost 16 month old. Part 1

So I've been meaning to find the time to blog about this but let's just say ever since I got back, I have been super busy! The house while never 100% super clean was not up to my "standards". I had tons of laundry to fold and catch up on, a completely empty fridge to stock up, cloth diapers to stuff, tons of baby clothes to sort and put away for Callie, and of course spend time with the little man!

On top of this we are getting ready to PCS to our next base! Hopefully our boxes show up today and I can start packing what things we don't need away! We will be doing the official move sometime on the 26th or 27th and I forget what day I get cable shut off but it may be a while until I am back and running again.

So back to this airplane trip. Wilson is now a toddler, a good 23-24 pound boy who LOVES LOVES LOVES to walk around. I decided to save money and fly with him in my lap, (what little lap there is left) and I am happy to say I will never do that again! Unless they are under 9 months or less. (If we happen to get to fly with Callie somewhere)

I packed lots of snacks, 2 sippy cups of juice/water mix, a book, his blanket, a toy, and diapers. The initial check in wasn't bad. I strapped him in his stroller and as long as I keep moving he is fine and not bored.

Once we boarded the plane though, that was a different story. I got a window seat and sat next to a nice grandfatherly gentleman. The plane was full so there wasn't any option of trying to ask for a seat by myself.

At this point after sitting for about 15-20 minutes, Wilson was definitely bored and really wriggly. My lap is not comfortable and all my efforts of trying to distract him weren't really working. He wanted out and wanted to run around! He wasn't full blown meltdown yet but we finally took off and he got a little distracted by watching the plane take off.

Lucky for me, the man sitting next to me was very nice and didn't mind that Wilson was trying to crawl on him. I restrained him but he then got distracted by a beaded african bracelet the man was wearing. He played with it for a good 10 minutes and I kept saying how sorry I was that he was grabbing him.

When we started to descend, Wilson's ears started popping and he DID NOT like that at all. I kept trying to get him to suck and drink his juice or pacifier. He calmed down a bit but baby meltdown 1 was in full progress. Luckily we landed and the noise from the landing distracted him enough so that baby meltdown 1 was only mercifully 10 minutes long.

At this point, I'm frazzled and tired, and HOT! It was ridiculously hot on that plane! I think because it was a full flight there were just a lot of body heat and not enough air.

Then I had to rush to get to my next flight and I had less than an hour to get to the concourse and I knew Atlanta was a big airport and was afraid I'd be walking a lot. (Did I mention that as soon as I got off the plane I had to pee? Pregnant remember?)

So it was crazy busy, and I'm walking/waddling as fast as I can to make sure I don't miss my flight and get to a bathroom. Wilson is being fine again, tons for him to watch and distract him now.

Apparently they are doing some remodeling around there because their elevators suck! I had to take one and it was super tiny and I had to squeeze in there with 2 other people and we all barely fit. Then I had to take another one down to get to another concourse and that one there was a line for the elevator! Luckily, my gate was literally right next to the elevator right when we got down so I wasn't even late. I literally showed up and boarded immediately since they were just starting to board.

At this time, I just know this flight is going to be a little worse. It's right around naptime. And when my son doesn't nap or is tired.... He literally turns into our favorite nickname for him "Baby Monster"

Wilson is such a sweet, fun boy, but man when he is tired he is the crabbiest, most UNHAPPY boy on all the planet.

So once again, I get lucky and get seated next to a very sweet older lady, who is a grandmother. She was wearing tons of interesting jewelery, from her rings, to a watch, to a HUGE necklace, and earrings.

Wilson immediately wanted to get to know her better so thanks to this kind-hearted lady, she let my son climb all over her and play with all her jewelery. We were able to distract him for a bit and the plan was up in the air and I needed to change Wilson's very full diaper at this point.

I was so worried about missing my flight, I literally peed in the toilet and ran out. (but I did wash my hands) so I didn't have time to change a wriggly little almost 16 month old. All his juice drinking really did him in and his bottom was actually starting to leak just a very small amount.

So. We were seated fairly close to the front and I had to go ALL the way to the back, with baby, and diaper bag. I'm pretty sure we smacked a couple people as we made our way back there.

Also on a side note, I happened to see my cousin-in-law's husband on the very same flight! How fun is that to run into someone you know on a flight!

Anyhoo. So into the lavatory we go and boy is it tiny in there. I first do a potty break for myself, because again, once I got up, I had to pee.

I apparently hadn't shut the door all the way and didn't realize it because it was pretty dark in there.

So over the toilet there is a changing station. Really it's just a plastic board that folds down but it is meant to be used as such.

Changing an almost 16 month old, who is very wriggly and wanting to look at everything and NOT lay down for a diaper change, was just... let's just say I had to manhandle my child and I barely won.

That ate up a good 10 minutes and so back to our seat we went. When I sat down, Wilson was then pretty much over it all. Naptime it was and he was tired! We also had once again started to descend a bit and it caused for more ear popping.

Baby Meltdown 2 had now begun. This time I KNEW he was tired, KNEW there was nothing he could do except just lay in my arms, even though he didn't want to and just held him and tried to rock him.

He cried, kicked, flailed, screamed, as I held him in my arms. Slowly, he started to tire himself out and closed his eyes and then thankfully fell asleep.

He slept for about 20 minutes right up to when the plane had landed and was pulling into the concourse.

I was sooo glad both flights were only a bit over an hour long, but they felt soooo much longer.

Our total traveling time was over 4 hours and I was completely exhausted!

our return flight story will be blogged about next but Wilson finally woke up so I've got some baby wrangling to do!