Baby proactiv anyone? February 27, 2007

So.

Life with the lad really is incredible. Tiring, but incredible. There is something about sitting and rocking a sweet little bundle of baby. Sometimes I still can’t believe he is here.

Except for the zits that is.  My sweet little cuddlebug has got baby acne. Bad.  And for his pimple popping mama, well it has been a trial.  I mean seriously, this is big challenge to not just attack some of these baby zits.  I really don’t want the lad to be scarred for life because his mom had a thing for extracting pus. Motherhood has its sacrifices and all that.   The ped says not to worry about it and it should clear up in a month (!) or two.  If I still had any breastmilk, I’m told a bit of that would clear things right up.

Alas, the girls have dried up.  A hellacious bout of the flu took care of them.  Nothing like puking up your domperidone and herbs for three days to really kill the interest in breastfeeding.   The lad also hated the supplementer with a white hot passion, and also seems to be lactose intolerant (as are most babies with african-american heritage, which the some certain medical professionals failed to inform us about).  That all seemed to add up to a big sign saying no breastfeeding. Actually I think the lactose intolerance got me the most.  It is hard enough for me to live gluten-free, and I think no dairy would send me Over. The. Edge.

I’m super glad I did the work to get there though. I gave him his very first feeding, and I got to feel what it was like to have a baby nurse at my breast.  I’m sad because I feel like yet again a part of my body didn’t work, but overall I think it was a good effort considering.

Still so much to say about adoption life, how things are going with birthmom, adjusting to being a mom, etc.  just gotta figure out how to say all of it.

oh my stars February 16, 2007

Where to begin? where to start?

It’s a boy this amazing little bundle of ours.  He has this awesome punk rocker hair that sticks up everywhere.  Both of his birthparents have signed the paperwork, and stunningly, we had ICPC clear today (must love those people not wanting to be backed up over a holiday weekend!)

The complication of course has been me, and my stupid body. I managed to catch one of the nastiest flu viruses this area has seen in years.  I think the L&D nurses wanted to admit me when they saw me puking all over our room. The hub was cacthing it too, but they caught it in time to put him on some meds. Punk.  I’m finally starting to feel like a normal person, but it has been rough. The lad has so far shown much patience with his ignorant parents.

So there we are-overwhelmed, overjoyed, and a family of three.

Boob Ambvialence January 17, 2007

Hee. I’m just gonna put boob in my title and watch my stats go up.

So the induced lactation. It’s technically working, but I’m getting how worried abobut how well this will all be working.  The girls are producing, alas it is a very small amount. I can see it turning me into a pumping junkie-there’s the anticipation of how much will I get, then the rush of actually seeing my body do something it was meant to do, then the letdown of afterwards when I think that’s it? That’s all I did? Rinse. Repeat.

Now mind you, I understand I am a wee bit impatient about all of this. I’m an Aries girl, and well, we aren’t exactly known for patience. But I am also realizing I am getting tantalizingly close to either ramping up this induced lactation or just stopping altogether.  I haven’t picked up the herbs yet, and I haven’t even ordered any kind of supplemental nursing device.  I want to do this, but I’m also nervous and scared about it.Part of it means that I have faith I will actually be a mom, and gosh that seems like a big leap sometimes.

The Center of Life January 16, 2007

Over at alittlepregnant they are talking about the Abraham Center of Life and their embryo “adoption program”.  I can’t resist throwing my two cents in.

You see, the Abraham Center (yes named after the biblical Abe) swears that they don’t adopt out embryos like other flaky businesses. Even though you can fill out their form about adopting donated embryos.   You too can get a good looking, smart embryo (or two!) for your very own from the world’s first embryo bank.

Between this and the stem cell research protesters I get so annoyed.  I hate that people equate embryo donation with adopting.  Having done both the donor process and the adoption process, I cringe at the thought of embryos being “adopted”. I would hate to go through homestudy for an embryo that would may or may not become a baby.  And with my luck and experience, may not become a baby is the correct answer. I have a much different relationship with The Nice Pregnant Lady Who Would Like Us To Parent Her Child than I did with our egg donor.  We sent a nice gift to our donor, and we heard she liked it, and we would have been eternally grateful, but that was about it.  The Nice Pregnant Lady? We talk a couple of times a week, we are working on making things work for a lifetime relationship.

I think the nature of the two leads to two very different terms.  The embryo adopters don’t seem to understand the nuances of either of these terms and it drives me freaking nuts!

It seemed like a good idea at the time. . . October 2, 2006

Apparently the huzbin and I do home improvement like we conceive children the old fashioned way.

That would be not at all for those of you keeping score at home.

Our scoreboard looks something like this:

Number of boxes of laminate flooring:16

Number of rolls of flooring foam padding:2

Number of rooms with subfloor showing:1.5

Hours spent trying to put four boards together: 6

Expletives used during those 6 hours: Countless

Hours spent trying to put 2 more boards on to the original 4: 4

Friends called to come over and help:3

Friends out enjoying beautiful weekend: 3

Dogs who decided to vomit dangerously near exposed subfloor:1

Contractors being called today to install 16 boxes of flooring: As many as it takes!

Excellent-we were getting bored with conceiving children as our only thing that everyone else can do that we totally suck at.

I am so Millie’s ho August 17, 2006

Thanks so much to Millie for the pimping, and welcome, welcome to everyone. And the goodies! Well I might just have to prepare some sweet tea for y’all. I know you southern girls looooooooove your sweet tea. Just turn your heads while I sweep the construction debris under the rug please.

Look ma! I’m a blogger! August 12, 2006

Because really, the world needs more infertility blogs.