Monday, November 05, 2007

So This is What I've Been Doing for Nine Months

Who knew a kid could take so much out of you? Or give so much back. Obviously, having a child is one of the best ways to completely and totally destroy any type of schedule you thought you'd stick to. One of the first things that went was my blog. Then my book reviewing. Then my television watching. Then grooming habits. Okay, okay, I was able to keep most of my grooming habits, but I have managed to discover a hairdo that takes way less time to fix for those mornings when Delaney is up before I go to work and I get 45 minutes tacked onto my schedule with the feedings, playing, changing, etc. etc.

But guess what? You moms have probably already guessed. All of this change and sacrifice is worth it a hundred times over when I look at my little girls face. Her smile melts my heart. Her laugh fills me with a joy I never knew existed.

She waved bye-bye to me for the first time this morning as I left for work. I just couldn't walk out the door. I kept saying, "Buh-bye Delaney!" And she sat on her Daddy's lap and just waved and giggled and Kirk and I laughed and laughed. No one call tell you what it feels like to share something like this with the one other person in the world who understands just how special and amazing it is. You can tell everyone else about her first wave and they'll nod and smile and say, "How cute!" but no one understands like her daddy does. The bond is something that I thought I understood, in theory, before Delaney was born, but it's so much more than I ever expected.

So I've been being a mommy. But I've also been being a career woman (we just recently launched a second magazine, doubling my workload), a friend and a wife. I am hoping to add in a few more things: a reader, a reviewer, a blogger, a picture-taker. We'll see how that shakes out!

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

I'm Alive! And So is Delaney!!

So I've been gone a long time. I would use the excuse that I have a new baby, dammit, but...she's now almost 9 months old and plenty of the rest of you continue blogging on your merry little way mere hours after having a baby, so I have no excuse. Instead of excuses, I give you pictures:

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Isn't she just the loveliest thing you've ever seen? Even if you don't think, lie to me and tell me she is.

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And no, I'm not the most horrible mother in the universe and take her to the grocery store dressed like this, it's her Halloween costume. And she hates it. Someone helpfully commented it looks like she has a huge afro. But whatever, she is still adorable!!!

So that's it for now. I do wholeheartedly plan on updating my blog on a more regular basis, but, best laid plans and all that crap. We'll see what happens.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Dirty Diapers, Lack of Sleep and No Free Time

The title of this post pretty much sums up my life now. However, I love every minute of it because...

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Isn't she just the most beautiful thing ever?? I can't believe how much I love her. I just sit and stare at her. I MADE this perfect little being! It's really hard to believe. All the crap I went through, the months of nausea, the hemorrhoids, the groin, so worth it. Now I know why people have more than one kid.

I think we're adjusting well. It really helps that Kirk takes on half of the work. I can't imagine what it's like for single mothers or those whose husbands don't help out at all. Here's our schedule:

7:00 am: I give Delaney to Kirk and get in the shower and get ready for work.
7:30 am: I feed Delaney.
8:30 am: Get to work.
8:30 am-10:00 am: Work.
10:00 am: Kirk calls to tell me that Delaney has not slept one second since I left.
10:30 am: Shut myself in boss's office to pump.
10:45 am: Listen to co-worker make off-color joke about my lactation.
10:45 am-12:30 pm: Work.
12:30 pm: Go home and relieve Kirk so he can get ready for work.
1:15 pm: Kirk leaves.
1:15 pm-10:30 pm: A cycle of diaper changing, feeding, rocking, sleeping (Delaney, not me).
10:30 pm: Kirk gets home from work.
10:30-11:00 pm: Kirk gets settled in, I get ready for bed.
11:00 pm-1:00 am: I get to sleep in bed with no distractions while Kirk watches Delaney in the living room.
1:00 am: Kirk puts Delaney down in crib in bedroom and goes to sleep. Sometimes she sleeps, sometimes she doesn't and he gets back up with her.
2:30 am: My 'shift' starts. If Delaney gets up after this point, I get up with her and take her into living room to feed her. We fall asleep on couch together.
5:00 am: Delaney wakes up, I feed her, we fall asleep on couch again. (This is also when re-runs of Coach come on. I forgot how much I liked that show.)
6:00 am: repeat.
7:00 am: It all starts again.

So I'm getting anywhere from 5-7 hours of sleep, which isn't too bad for a new parent. At least I don't look like a walking zombie. But I am looking forward to the nights when she sleeps 5 plus hours in a row.

I can't believe I've been a mommy for over a month now. I love my little girl so much it makes my heart hurt.

Monday, January 29, 2007

Introducing Delaney Quinn

She's here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And so so beautiful. Honestly, I never thought I could love something so much. Nothing bothers me about her--not the poopy diapers or the feedings every hour on the hour or no sleep...I just look at her and am filled with happiness.

Here are a couple of pictures and I'll post the birth story later. It really was a pretty good labor and delivery.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Induction Tonight!!

We are set to go into the hospital at 7:30 pm tonight for an induction! Should have a baby by tomorrow afternoon! Will update as soon as possible! Can I use any more exclamation points??!!!!!

Monday, January 22, 2007

If I Thought Last Week Was Bad...

I feel pretty stupid for moaning about not giving birth last week when it was NOT EVEN MY DUE DATE YET. Now that I am three days past my due date, it is really time for the moaning. What is this kid waiting for?? Her mother to have a complete and total breakdown, brought on by intense burning ass pain, the inabiity to be on her feet for longer than ten minutes, heartburn, no sleep and NO END IN SIGHT TO THIS PREGNANCY?! If this is a glimpse into her future stubborn personality, we are in some kind of trouble.

In positive news...there is none. Ha! Of course there's positive news, though it may not feel like it right now. I'm going to have a baby! My own daughter! It really is joyous and a miracle and even though it's hard to see right now, all of this is for such a very good cause. And since I'm sick of complaining to everyone I see (and THEY'VE got to be even more sick of it), here's a list of positive things about this pregnancy:

1. I never got stretch marks. Not a one. I am more amazed than anyone, believe me, since I already have them covering my hip area from adolescence. I thought I'd get quite a few, or at least one. But I am certainly not complaining!

2. No varicose veins! Again, something I thought I would not be lucky enough to escape since I already have some spider veins. Of course, we're saying this knowing that the little friend hanging out in my butt crack is a form of a varicose vein. So I guess this one isn't really true.

3. Not a huge weight gain. I'm in the 30-35 lb area, which is fine by me. I was a bit worried in the beginning when I was eating like a starving sailor who's just seen his first McDonald's after a year at sea.

4. Little to no water retention. I'm still wearing my jewelry (rings included) and the same shoes. I didn't get cankles. Hooray!

5. My morning sickness didn't last the whole pregnancy.

6. My cervix held up nicely. Remember when I was worried about incompetent cervix? Well, now it appears my cervix is holding up TOO nicely!

7. Few to no headaches. Another one I was worried about, since I have chronic headaches on a normal basis. I had a few in the second trimester, but most of this pregnancy has been blessedly headache-free. I haven't even worn my glasses for months.

8. Little to no back pain. Something else I was worried about.

9. My belly button never popped out and I never got the linea nigra (or whatever it's called). This, along with my lack of stretch marks, has me hoping I can recover at least some semblance of my pre-pregnancy belly in a reasonable amount of time.

So you see? It hasn't all been bad and some have had it so much worse. If we can just end it with a healthy baby, SOON, then I really have to cause to complain.

Monday, January 15, 2007

Woe is Me

Remember how I said in the last post that hopefully the next post would be about my new baby? HA! Hahahahahahaha. I am four days from my due date and going a bit crazy. First of all, I am in pain. The hemorrhoid is back. Not Oscar, the kind, gentle hemorrhoid who just kind of hung out and made me feel embarrassed. No, this is Philip, the painful, horrific hemorrhoid who reminds me of his presence every time I so much as shift a buttcheek. You can thank Kirk for naming them. You can also thank him for still thinking it's kind of funny, even though he sees how much pain I'm in. I can't tell you how often I've wished one on him, just for a little while, so he can see what it's like.

You know what else is painful? The baby's movement. It used to be one of the fun things about pregnancy, feeling her move around in there. It was wondrous and delightful! Now? It feels like an alien entity trying to burst from my body. I swear she's just headbutting my bladder for the fun of it. This does not bode well for her future personality.

Other than being in pain, I'm just vastly uncomfortable. Short of breath, heartburn, can't bend over, etc. etc. Add to that the unknown. I'm still working and still scheduling appointments, hoping against hope I'll have to cancel them due to labor. I just don't like not knowing!!

I find myself yearning for things I cannot do. Here is just a short list:

Shave my legs.
Paint my toenails.
Stand up without cringing in pain.
Eat blue cheese.
Sleep through the night.
Be on my feet for more than a half hour.
Wear normal clothes.
Zip up my coats.
Breathe normally.
Go a day (or at least a few hours) without complaining about my physical ailments.

My next doctor's appointment is Wednesday, during which I can look forward to another extremely painful cervix check (YOWZA, these hurt!!) and probably the bad news that I'm not even close to being ready. Uuuurrrggghhhh.