Tuesday, September 7, 2010
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Monday, August 2, 2010
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Thursday, June 24, 2010
It's been a while! I'm sure you've been missing some Claire-isms, so here you go...
"Ali (that's my brother's g/f), will you teach me how to Hoop-a-Loop?"--that's her version of Hoola-Hoop.
"I'm a smart cookie. Leah's a tough cookie."--Claire describing her sister and her colicky behavior.
Me: What's Grandpa's real name?
Claire: James Gandagraf--her version of Van De Graaff
Me: What's his middle name?
While at church we were singing the song, "Families Can be Together Forever" with the congragation. Claire turned to her uncle and corrected, "Except for when Daddy goes to work."
Claire: You're the nicest mommy in the whole world!
Me: Aw, thank you!
Claire: Except sometimes you're mean and then you're the meanest mom in the whole world.
Me: Uh-oh, looks like you gave Leah your cold.
Claire: (Touching her nose and feeling that it was still running.) I still have my cold so how did I give it to her?
I bent over to help Claire get dressed and as I stood up I inadvertantly transferred one of the bobby pins from my hair to hers. "Hey, how did that happen!?" I laughed. "My hair pick-pocketed you!" explained Claire. (My dad recently introduced her to the musical, Oliver.)
We were running late to church...as usual...and trying to get everyone in the car. In my hurry to get her buckeled I accidently knocked over Claire's drink onto myself and let a bad word slip. "S***!" I exclaimed, immediately throwing my hand to mouth feeling guilty for swearing in front of the wee one. (What? You don't yell profanities on your way to church? Gotta make sure I've got something to repent for...) Anyway, I climbed in the car and we sped off, moments later missing a light, and which point I muttered, "Suck it." This time, however, Claire threw her hand to her forehead and repeated, "Suck it!" I cringed, and apologized to Kevin, but pointed out, "At least it wasn't the other word!" He laughed, shrugged, and said, "Eh, you win some, you lose some." Sometimes i think it'll be a miracle if our kids turn out with us as parents!
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Tuesday, June 8, 2010
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Saturday, June 5, 2010
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Thursday, May 20, 2010
Nobody quite mentioned how tough going from one to two kids would be...still figuring out this juggling act, and reminding myself (daily!) that people all over the world have more than one kid and survive.
So when my brother-in-law Brandon sent me this link, I got a much needed laugh amidst the chaos that is the Osborn home. I thought this was HILARIOUS! Thanks Brandon!
Posted by Danica Osborn at 7:58 AM
Monday, May 10, 2010
I really did try and edit this down, but I just can't seem to say it all succinctly. So, feel free to read, but know that there's probably way more than you ever wanted to know about Leah's birth...
On Sunday I went to church, cranky, modeling my newly acquired cankles, wearing flip-flops since I couldn't fit into any heels, and dealing with everyone's obnoxious comments, "You're still here!?" "When's that baby coming out?" That night we called Kevin's mom and asked her to come out on Monday night so that she'd either be there for the induction or to just help keep us busy until the baby arrived--depending on what we decided. I had another appointment scheduled for Monday morning, at which point we'd see how I was doing, and make a final decision on the induction. Monday actually became a busy day for me, a Dr.'s appointment, a lunch date, I was going to go buy a breast pump, and pick up my mother-in-law from the airport--it was kind of nice to have lots of plans to keep my mind off things. But, this baby had some plans of her own!
The pain and pressure got pretty intense at that point. It was more than I felt like I could handle, but I had been counting on that moment where I thought I couldn’t do it anymore, but it was too late to turn back, and the only way to get through this was to get that baby out. So it happened just as I expected! Next, came a bit of animalistic screaming (or so says Kevin), and me yelling, “Ow!” and “I can’t!” Apparently I also prayed out loud for help, covered my mouth when I was about to let a naughty word escape, yelled at the two nurses for telling me to do contradictory things, and yelled at the nurse when she told me to hold my own legs…all that seems like a lot, but it actually happened very quickly and after about three pushes came the babies head, and then came the best feeling in the world, the rest of the baby’s body slipping out.
Posted by Danica Osborn at 1:38 PM
Saturday, May 8, 2010
"Me in a nutshell...a large nutshell..."
So. My due date has come and gone.
I've all but stopped contracting. Anytime they do start up again they just last for a few hours and then come to a screeching halt.
I'm rapidly approaching circus sideshow territory on account of my water retention.
And because I'm so determined to have this baby naturally (someone remind me why again!) when my doctor offered to induce me yesterday, I actually said no. Hold on a second while I adjust my halo.
It was so hard to decline being induced. Dr. V checked me and saw that I hadn't progressed at all. That was most unfortunate news to hear. But I tearfully explained how I'd prefer to keep waiting. I've got my reasons why I said no--it doesn't really jive with the whole natural thing, increases the risk of c-section by as much as 50%, and it was Kevin and my 5 year anniversary so it seemed silly to pick that date as your kid's birthday. More so than anything it just seemed kind of impatient of me to try and rush things instead of listening to my body and letting things just happen on their own. In a desperate attempt to remain positive, I should point out how grateful I am for a healthy body that's taking such good care of this baby. She must really like it in there!
So I've got another appointment on Monday where we'll discuss options again. I know she'll try and encourage an induction again. She won't let me go past 41 weeks, so next Friday is the longest things could go, but I've got to admit, that seems like an awfully long time from now.
Keep you posted...just thought I'd clear up any rumors that this baby had come.
Posted by Danica Osborn at 10:06 AM
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
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Posted by Danica Osborn at 4:19 PM
Remember how I switched doctors about 6 weeks ago? Well, I've come to learn that every doctors' office does a few things differently. When you reach the stage in your pregnancy when the doctor starts "checking you" they give you a sheet to drape over your nether regions. In my last two doctors' offices there has always been a receptacle in the room to place the sheet in after the visit. On my third visit to the new doctor I tossed my sheet in the metal bin and was about to turn on my way, when I did a double take. Did I just notice that bin was full of trash?! I yanked out the sheet and sure enough it was loaded with garbage. Still not sure how I hadn't noticed that in previous weeks, or maybe I was just one of the first appointments of the day and there wasn't much in there yet. So I dashed to the nurse's office and practically yelled, "Vicki, have I been throwing away my sheet each week?!"
To which she just smiled and said, "Yep."
"I'm so embarrassed! Why didn't you say anything?!"
"I just figured you thought you were helping."
"Have you had to go dig it out each week?!"
To which she just smiled again and said, "Yep."
She must have dreaded my each and every visit! "Oh no, not this idiot again!" she must have thought. So afterwards I went into my doctors office and with great shame I began to ask, "Do you know what I've been doing each week?!"
She just laughed and said, "Throwing away your sheet?"
I was mortified! I must have been the office joke for weeks. Apparently everyone in the office knew all about me, but no one had the decency to give my a heads up. Glad they all got a good laugh at my expense.
Posted by Danica Osborn at 4:01 PM
Monday, April 19, 2010
My head's in an interesting place as this pregnancy winds down. I am so forgetful and out of it. Kevin just laughs at me as I occasionally slip into jibberish nonsense...last night I asked him to bring the groceries up to our room...by groceries I meant, laundry...naturally. Come on Kev, gotta keep up with me. I also lost our car/house keys somewhere...thought I'd left them in the car, but they haven't turned up. Hmmm...I had other quirky things, but of course, I can't remember them right now.
Posted by Danica Osborn at 1:51 PM
First of all...since people are asking, I thought I'd give you a baby update...
• About a week and a half to go. Poor Claire has been so patient. All along we've been telling her that the baby would come in the Spring. She sees the world a'bloom and asks daily, "Is it Spring?" And I confirm her suspicions, and then she asks, "Is the baby coming today?!" The other day I told her that I knew she was excited and that I was proud of her for being so patient, to which she grimaced and said, "I'm NOT being patient." She's about as ready as I am to get this show on the road!
• I think I'm confusing Claire because I keep grabbing her and clutching her till she squeals "Uncle!"....I can't believe she's not going to be my baby in a few weeks. I am so excited for #2, and yet I feel like I'm mourning the loss of a blissful 3 year, monogamous relationship with my sweet Claire. I don't know if that makes any sense. It's just been the two of us buddies for over three years...hard to wrap my head around someone joining our party. I also worry about our Claire Bear and the way her world's going to be turned upside down--she will love it, she will make such a fantastic big sister, and be so helpful, but I know she can't begin to anticipate what a change it will be. Neither can I for that matter!
• Anyway, I'm sure a lot of you are curious about how I've decided to proceed with my delivery. (I’m also sure a lot of you don't care, so feel free to skip ahead.) What an emotional roller-coaster this decision has been! I’ll spare you the majority of it—I was “pro every drug you’ll allow me” last time around, and I seem to have swung the other way on the pendulum and now I’m going for it naturally! Things won’t be easy…my hospital has policies that essentially work against me (mandatory, continuous fetal heart monitoring, no tubs, little laboring options besides being in bed…); my doctor has a 90% epidural rate (which says something of the way she supports labors…still like her, just not seeing eye to eye with her on some things…); and I tested positive for Group B Strep which means I have to get to the hospital earlier than I’d have liked so that I can ensure at least 4 hours of medication. Grrr. And yet, even with these set backs, I feel so much better equipped and prepared for this labor—I have read extensively, I’ve made my mom read a great book on being a Doula (which is just going to have to suffice since I don’t have the real thing!), I’ve prepped Kevin, I've made my perfect laboring CDs, and I’ve attended Lamaze/Yoga classes that have left me feeling empowered, and with great breathing, relaxing, and positioning strategies. (They’re worth looking into—it’s not your mama’s Lamaze class these days. It’s really a well-rounded approach—taking from the Bradley Method, Hypno-babies, Yoga, and Lamaze—I really had a good experience.) So I'm going to go for it. Now accepting any suggestions or encouragment you might have...
• Anyway. I’m really feeling ready. We’ll keep you posted!
Posted by Danica Osborn at 7:31 AM
Thursday, March 25, 2010
He is not even close to being potty trained. He is teething and likes to nip fingers and pant legs. He is attention hungry and whimpers until you play with him or hold him. He is tiny enough to squash with your big toe which leads to very precarious step-taking. And, he is living with us until his "mom" gets out of the hospital after some complications from surgery.
It's like having an Oreo that poops all over your house.
Posted by Danica Osborn at 9:41 PM