Monday, February 25, 2008

BAB is sick

Blech. BAB is sick. Which means I have to give her nebulizer treatments 3-4 times a day. Her nose runs like a faucet and she coughs like her lungs are gonna come out. This happens before she even gets a cold. Because she had asthma this is what happens every time. Then I end up giving her palmicort. Which is a steroid. It makes her so irritable and naughty. So not only am I wiping her nose every 5 minutes and warding her off of my newborn because she is constantly hacking, but I have to put up with 10 times worse screaming and attitude from a 20 month old. Can I go on vacation yet?

Latest on BAB and more

Well, Biodad's rights have been termintated as of last week. So the file is now transfered to the adoption social worker. I hear he is um.... interesting. So I guess we will see how it goes. They say it will take a minimum of 6 months. Oh well, I am pretty sure there is no family that is interested so I guess we just sit and wait.

The SW asked us if we are still going to do foster care. The answer is we just don't know. We kinda decided that we were going to wait until Little Miss was 6 months old and reaccess. Fundamentally we do not have a problem doing foster care. Fostering to adopt is a little unnerving due to not knowing whether they will stay or not. Fostering a child for a year and having them leave would be devastating. We were thinking about maybe doing respite. Where we would maybe take in a child/sibling group for a few weeks or so. Kinda like we did for Sweet Pea. He was here because they were checking out family. He might have stayed or he might have not. Or sometimes a child that is already in foster care needs a place for a couple of days or weeks. I guess we have time to think about it. Right now we just can't do anymore.

Nefertiti and the Relocation Department

Well, my cat, Nefertiti, has been transfered to the relocation department. She has decided that the cat litter box is not good enough for her. So she started peeing on my carpets. This lasted about 2 times. She was outside for about a week before we decided she needed to have a barn or somewhere she can stay warm since it has been -20 in the arctic zone here. So TJ and Bruce decided that she can be a garage/barn kitty. The good thing is that is one less hair shedding monster living in my house. YAY!

lint roller stock

For those who have stock in lint rollers - You may rejoice. I just rolled my couch and used 5 sheets per cushion. Ok, so I haven't lint rolled in forever, but the fact remains that I used about 15 sheets just to get the hair off my couch.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008


So I think I have mentioned on the past that BAB has some eating issues. She will eat until she pukes. She begs for food now. It is really quite sad. She signs more and says "mo. mo. mo." And she says it in this really sad whiny, pouty face like she hasn't ate in days. It is always a scene when we eat out and when she has an audience because she thinks they will give her more food. Unfortunetly for her they usually do. I have had to get strict with her about begging for more food from people. I have had to get strict with people giving her more food as well. They think she will stop like normal toddlers do when they are full. Or they think its "funny" that a 2 and a half foot 20 month toddler will eat a whole banana, 2 sausage links, piece of whole wheat toast and half a donut. I didn't think it was funny when she got home later and had acid reflux coming up into her throat all day. There is not a thing that I have given her that she has not vacummed into her mouth. She barely even chews it. I'm serious. I have given her salsa and chips. She wanted more. I have given her olives. She wanted more. Although I gave her a nutrigrain bar for a snack the other day and she threw it down and screamed 'no!' I looked at her like she had just split in two and out came an alien. She proceeded to pick it back up and eat it. And all was right with the world. Today I was at a friends house. My friend was blowing bubbles. We were trying to get BAB to blow them. She kept trying to EAT the bubble stick. BAB got ahold of the bubble stick while my friend and I were talking and proceeded to put it in her mouth and suck on it. We took it out immediately and she very seriously asked "mo. mo. mo." She wanted more soap!!! I repeat there is nothing that I have given her or not given her that she will not eat! When we told her she couldn't eat the bubbles she threw herself on the floor and screamed. *sigh*

Friday, February 15, 2008

Coming around

Ok, the new name is........ Little Miss. She is so prim and proper. Always a good little girl. She has a very small angry hour around 9-11ish at night, but then again she is a girl. (and my daughter!) So I will tell you the story of the birth day of Little Miss.

Pre note: We were to go to the hospital that morning at 6:30am to induce labor.

I was laying in bed after getting up less then 2 hours before. It was currently about 2:30am. I was feeling contractions, but nothing that hurt. I was half asleep wondering if maybe I should get up and time them. Then all of a sudden a small gush of water started seeping out. I thought to myself. "Ok, I guess I will get up now!" I rushed to the bathroom and was trying to decide if my water really did break. after a few minutes it really started gushing. So I yelled to Pilot

"Pilot, I think we need to go to the hospital. My water broke."

Pilot then yells back " Can't we wait until 6?"

After biting my tongue I said very sweetly "No, honey, I don't think we can" as I am stuck on the toilet.......

So he gets up and says "Do I have time for a shower."

I was like "No!"

Ten minutes later he is still in the bathroom (after his shower....) and I have gone through 3 pairs of pants waiting for him. I open the door to see him SHAVING!!!!!!! "What are you doing!"

"I have to shave!"

"I am going out to the car now." 5 minutes later and a soaked towel I am honking the horn. He finally gets out. "What were you doing?"

He says "Turning off the lights you left on." I gave him the stink eye.

So we get to the hospital and start checking in. I change in to the ever attractive hosptial gowns and get all hooked up to the doohickeys and thingamajigs. The nice nurse informs me that the babies heart rate isn't looking to good. I was like alright...... what do we do? SO they moved me this way and that way. The babies heart rate would go down after my contractions which is bad I guess. They called the doctor in to check. She said to wait for awhile and monitor it. Then she broke my water in the right place because it apparently was broke on the side. After that I went into immediate hard contractions 1 minute long and 2 minutes apart if I was lucky. It has horrible. I know every woman goes through it... Blah, blah, blah. So I got an epidural immediately. After that her heart rate was really bad. The nurse suggested that the doctor might do a c-section so Pilot immediately called my sister, his mom, and his sister-in-laws because there was no way he was going to make it 2 feet from the door of the OB room! My sister came in first and I told her what was going on and then Pilot's mom and SIL's came in. So they called the doctor back in and she said that we had to do a c-section. Nurses of all kinds swarmed my room. I had about 20 nurses asking me questions about this and that. They made me take my contacts out so I couldn't see Little Miss when she came out. That baby was out within 30 minutes of the word c-section from the doctor. GG came in to the OB with me since she is a nurse. I figured she would be the best one to come in. Little Miss came out just fine. The doctor made a good decision about the c-section. Everybody was healthy and beautiful. I have been told I looked like a Hot Mama. I think that person was also being nice! I did have a fever the first day and a little of the next. I think that it was just that I was trying to do to much. I mean I had been in labor and my water broke at 2:30 in the morning! So that is the story I guess!

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Back by popular demand

Ok not really...... But I am back. So I had my baby on Jan. 10th. It was a quick delivery as I had to have an emergency c- section due to the baby's heart rate being naughty. But everybody is alright. She had very good agar tests so she is just fine. More about that later. So much to catch up with!

So BAB's biomom signed off as I posted before. The next hearing has been moved up to the middle of Feb. to terminate all rights to all biofamily members. After that she is up for adoption. Her case will be moved to an adoption worker. I am not familiar at how that works. So it will be a new experience for everybody. But I will keep everybody updated.

Pilot has been home since Jan 1st. I am really glad he is here to help me. I just hope I don't strangle him before he goes back to work. OK, not really, but you know how it is to be with someone for so long...... He has been a big help though. I can't complain to much.....

OH OH OH OH funny story. At Christmas we had Pilot's immediate family out to have Christmas. I happened to be out to the gas station when he arrived. I usually put Shiela in her crate at first when people come because she gets a little protective and tends to ummmmm...... be a little aggressive. Nothing overly bad thus far, but just likes to show people who's boss. (BTW we have really been working on this since she is not boss!) So anyways, Pilot does not put Sheila in her crate. So when Pilot's dad came she was doing ok until he bent down to pick up BAB. The old man got a nip on the butt! I thought it was funny. He is man of shall we say questionable character so it was funny to me. Then we had Pilot's grandparents(Paternal) over for a visit with the new baby. We told them the story. And she says 'Must be she(the dog) is a good judge of character.' His own mother said that! BAH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!

OK, enough for now. I will try and post later. I will do a whole post on the birth day and the new moniker name for the baby later.