My Peapod has transitioned to Sweet Pea aka 2 Binkys. I want to start taking her binkys away from her, but I will wait until after her Dad and I get back from our vacation. She's still not walking all the time. Only occasionally. But, I think one day she's going to get up and walk like its no problem. I can't wait until that day, but for now, I will just have to deal with chasing her around and keeping her off the stairs.
I am amazed at some of the things she says and does. She surprises me with something new just about every day. I don't understand how some people can say they don't want children. Its an experience unlike any other. But, I will commend those who know that they don't want kids. At least they know themselves enough to say no.
Zoe is the bright light in our day. I couldn't imagine life without her now.
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Zoe at 4 weeks
Its been a eventful 4 weeks. Gas is running rapid. I've learn the art of dodging pee and poop. And I am currently matering the art of baby massage and laying the baby down without waking her. Ahhhhh, the good life. She is absolutely beautiful and it's hard to tear myself a way from her. Even when she's pooping her pants. She's a joy to be around and I'm so blessed.
That's why it's going to be hell on me because I've decided to go back to work. For the Saturdays of June and The first one in July, I am going to be in school getting my personal trainer certification. I finally found a classroom program that is compatible with my schedule. Then, I have to do a 30 hour internship. Which should be no problem since my trainer, who will eventually be my boss, is already on board! :). I thank god for my hubby and mom because without them, this would not be possible.
Zoe is such a big part of my life. But, I have come to the realization that she can't BE my life. I love you, Zoe Nicole! :)
Monday, April 9, 2012
38 Weeks: Zoe Nicole Ampy
On March 25th, 2012, Derrick and I were at my mother's house when I felt a pain I had never felt. I thought it was a contraction. I did my breathing and went about our evening. That night, sleeping was uncomfortable, but in this last month, every night sleeping was uncomfortable. March 26th came around and the contractions were more frequent. At first, I thought it was just Braxton Hicks Contractions. But, then around noonish, I called Derrick and told him that I think these were real contractions. I had my contraction counter on my ipad and my iphone so I started keeping record of the contractions. I had also lost my mucus plug so I was a bit on edge. By that night, my contractions were 10 minutes apart. I called the OB and she said I could come on in. I convinced Derrick to take me to the hospital. I did my hair, put on my jewelry, got dressed, and off we went. Of course, we get to triage and they decide to check me to see how far dilated I was (which is a pretty painful procedure...she didn't even buy me dinner first--(thanks DSA). My cervix was barely open and they sent me home. March 27th rolls around and the contractions are stronger. At 4 pm, I called Derrick to tell him my contractions were 4 minutes apart. He said, he will be home by 5. The OB told us that the contractions had to be consistently 4 minutes or less apart before they would admit me. We called her around 5:30 pm and I told her that I wanted to come to the hospital. Derrick took the phone to talk to her. So, Derrick told me that we were going to wait until the contractions were more consistant. I took a bath. And while it did help soothe me for a little bit, the contractions were still pretty consistant. So, by 8 pm, I'm screaming my head off! Derrick finally says, let's go to the hospital. My contractions at this time were definitely less than 4 minutes. I felt so much pressure in my undercarriage! Every couple of minutes, the contractions were coming. I was in so much pain. I put on a shirt and some workout pants. Nothing was underneath. My hair was everywhere. When we got to the hospital. I was really in pain. They let me through security and the ER staff rushed me up to the Birthing Center. When she checked me this time, I was 4 cm dilated. I wanted DRUGS!!!!! I could barely stand up. My contractions were coming about every 2 minutes!!!! I wanted my epidural! SCREW NATURAL BIRTH! I wanted my epidural!!! (especially since I knew that it wouldn't effect the baby). By the time I got into my birthing room, the contractions were coming back to back. The pain was serious. I was so happy and thankful when I finally received the epidural. I didn't move an inch. And, I was still having contractions at the time. When it finally kicked in, I was cool. I asked how long would it be because I could have used a nap. But they checked me and told me that I was 8 cm dilated. Less than an hour later, I was pushing. Mom came in just in time to see the top of my little girl's head. Derrick was awesome. He was a great coach. He held my foot. He kept me positive. And, he told me what I needed to hear. I love that man!!! :) At 11:38 pm...
Zoe Nicole Ampy was born. One of the happiest days of my life. I never knew I could love two people so much. I love her Dad, but seeing her and him together, just made me love them so much more. When I first saw her face, I was in total shock. She's my baby! MY BABY! :) She's so beautiful. She's smart. And, very spoiled already. Between Derrick and I, and her grandparents, this child is going to be spoiled rotten. I can't wait to watch her grow and change. She's already trying to roll over. She's smiling and cooing even though she's not "supposed" to be able to do either for weeks. She's my lil peapod...who is growing a little bit each day. Especially if she keeps eating the way she does!!! :)
Every day, there is some moment that makes me realize that I am responsible for a little human being. For instance, she pooped on me. And, while the exploding poop landed on my hand, instead of getting grossed out and getting physically ill like I probably would have done prior to Zoe, I just cleaned it up and finished cleaning her up. Afterwards, I just held her near me while we both fell asleep :) When she spits up on me, no problem, clean her up, wipe it up, and go about our day. The changes in me have been significant. I just can't believe that the arrival of one little person has changed my life so completely. And, I love it! I love every little thing about her. I love the look on my hubby's face when he comes in the room and she looks at him. Its like he's melting inside. I love seeing them together. I love just holding her. Smelling her. Looking into her big brown eyes (that she got from her Daddy). There is nothing like being a Mommy.
What really got me is that this year, I will be able to celebrate Mother's Day. I'm a Mom!!!! I'm just in a state of disbelief...not really, but it just blows my mind. Its not like I would make a big deal out of Mother's Day, but its just the thought of one day hearing my little girl call me Mommy...it just makes me tear up thinking about it.
I waited on having a child because I wanted to be a responsible mom. In my 20s, I still felt like a kid. And, while I'm now 33, it wasn't until this past year when I felt like I was old enough and responsible enough to have a child. I think that was probably the smartest decision Derrick and I ever made. Now, while Zoe has changed our lives completely, the transition isn't as bad as I thought it would be. We have the help of our parents. Derrick pitches in like a champ. Dirty diaper, crying baby, bottle feeding, no problem...that's his baby. We need to go out, no problem...Grammy Beverly will gladly stay with Zoe. Grandpa flew 30 plus hours from China to spend some time with his granddaughter. Grandma Pill will be here in a week or so to help me with the baby. Honestly, my family has been awesome.
I'm totally blessed. Zoe is such a sweet and loving baby...spoiled, but sweet and loving. I couldn't have asked for a better peapod :)
Zoe Nicole Ampy was born. One of the happiest days of my life. I never knew I could love two people so much. I love her Dad, but seeing her and him together, just made me love them so much more. When I first saw her face, I was in total shock. She's my baby! MY BABY! :) She's so beautiful. She's smart. And, very spoiled already. Between Derrick and I, and her grandparents, this child is going to be spoiled rotten. I can't wait to watch her grow and change. She's already trying to roll over. She's smiling and cooing even though she's not "supposed" to be able to do either for weeks. She's my lil peapod...who is growing a little bit each day. Especially if she keeps eating the way she does!!! :)
Every day, there is some moment that makes me realize that I am responsible for a little human being. For instance, she pooped on me. And, while the exploding poop landed on my hand, instead of getting grossed out and getting physically ill like I probably would have done prior to Zoe, I just cleaned it up and finished cleaning her up. Afterwards, I just held her near me while we both fell asleep :) When she spits up on me, no problem, clean her up, wipe it up, and go about our day. The changes in me have been significant. I just can't believe that the arrival of one little person has changed my life so completely. And, I love it! I love every little thing about her. I love the look on my hubby's face when he comes in the room and she looks at him. Its like he's melting inside. I love seeing them together. I love just holding her. Smelling her. Looking into her big brown eyes (that she got from her Daddy). There is nothing like being a Mommy.
What really got me is that this year, I will be able to celebrate Mother's Day. I'm a Mom!!!! I'm just in a state of disbelief...not really, but it just blows my mind. Its not like I would make a big deal out of Mother's Day, but its just the thought of one day hearing my little girl call me Mommy...it just makes me tear up thinking about it.
I waited on having a child because I wanted to be a responsible mom. In my 20s, I still felt like a kid. And, while I'm now 33, it wasn't until this past year when I felt like I was old enough and responsible enough to have a child. I think that was probably the smartest decision Derrick and I ever made. Now, while Zoe has changed our lives completely, the transition isn't as bad as I thought it would be. We have the help of our parents. Derrick pitches in like a champ. Dirty diaper, crying baby, bottle feeding, no problem...that's his baby. We need to go out, no problem...Grammy Beverly will gladly stay with Zoe. Grandpa flew 30 plus hours from China to spend some time with his granddaughter. Grandma Pill will be here in a week or so to help me with the baby. Honestly, my family has been awesome.
I'm totally blessed. Zoe is such a sweet and loving baby...spoiled, but sweet and loving. I couldn't have asked for a better peapod :)
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Week 38: I'm HUGE!
My lil peapod isn't so little anymore! She's taking up all the room of my tummy. I went to the OB on Monday and he told me that I have a bacteria known as Strep B. Strep B is actually common in women. And while it doesn't really effect the woman or the men, when a woman is giving birth vaginally, it can have an effect to the baby. So, to combat that, I have to take antibiotics when I'm admitted to the hospital. The cool thing is that I don't have to wait on timing my contractions or anything should my water break first.
Also, my Zoe was showing her booty to us while we were in the OB's office! I told Derrick she was showing her a**! :). She's been moving down slowly, hitting nerves and kicking spine :). Hopefully it won't be long now. I've been trying to "walk her down". I know she's going to come in her own time, but I really would like it if she would come soon :)
And to my cousin Shatoria...Happy Birthday, and I'm sorry but she's not coming today :)
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Week 36: THE FINAL COUNTDOWN!!!!
I'm so ready to give birth. Now I see why women get anxious in the last month. Waiting... Anticipating... The arrival. It's not just because we want to see our babies. Which, of course, we do. It's because its so uncomfortable in the last month!!!! Breathing is a hard task. Getting comfortable is darn near impossible. The inventor of the lazy boy chair/recliner should be a nobel peace prize winner! That is the only place I can sleep comfortably. Not even my sleep number adjustable bed, which has been my savior during my pregnancy, is doing the trick anymore. Back pain, side pain, pain in my undercarriage...just pain. And this is the EASY part!!!! I just really want my body back.
Due to my lack of comfort as of late, I am rethinking my no drugs stance. At first, I was really thinking, no...no drugs. I don't want to effect the baby. But, after talking to the OB and learning that an epidural will NOT effect the baby...its not sounding so bad. Sure I'll have to wrap my mind around a big a** needle going in between my spine. But, if it means that I can push this baby out with little to no pain, it may be worth it!
I'm not going to rush things though. I am going to take this one day at a time. I want her to be fully developed and if it means suffering for a few weeks I will. I will just focus on other things. I'll do our taxes, study for my personal training examination, clean and cook. I've been banned from driving around alone (and my mother in law as a companion doesn't count), so I'll put my energy into my home and getting the rest that is needed before Zoe arrives.
I will say this. My hubby has been a godsent. He realizes that I'm not superwoman. And, that things that would usually take no time at all, take me forever now that I'm waddling wherever I go and that I'm running on low energy in just about everything I do. He's been amazing. When I complained about not getting enough sleep, he went and bought me this soothing lavender and vanilla bath oil that helps me sleep. For the past few months, he's been sleeping on the couch, giving me the room I need in the bed. And, when I need it, he uplifts my spirits. He has been really great. And, I appreciate him for all that he does.
My girlfriends have been awesome. Giving me advice that's needed because they have been where I am. My mom has been so helpful and she's so excited about her first grandbaby! Even my mom in law who initially was kind of indifferent, seems to be looking forward to the lil one's arrival. My dad calls and gives me advice and advocates for Derrick. And, my cousins have been constantly checking up on me and making sure I'm okay. My grandparents call every so often to see if I'm okay. I mean I just have this group of people who care so much and I have got to thank them all because they have been truly awesome and happy about this pregnancy.
Once Zoe arrives, this blog will convert to the going on of Zoe Nicole Ampy. So, if you want updates on how she's doing, I'll definitely put them all here :)
Bj
Due to my lack of comfort as of late, I am rethinking my no drugs stance. At first, I was really thinking, no...no drugs. I don't want to effect the baby. But, after talking to the OB and learning that an epidural will NOT effect the baby...its not sounding so bad. Sure I'll have to wrap my mind around a big a** needle going in between my spine. But, if it means that I can push this baby out with little to no pain, it may be worth it!
I'm not going to rush things though. I am going to take this one day at a time. I want her to be fully developed and if it means suffering for a few weeks I will. I will just focus on other things. I'll do our taxes, study for my personal training examination, clean and cook. I've been banned from driving around alone (and my mother in law as a companion doesn't count), so I'll put my energy into my home and getting the rest that is needed before Zoe arrives.
I will say this. My hubby has been a godsent. He realizes that I'm not superwoman. And, that things that would usually take no time at all, take me forever now that I'm waddling wherever I go and that I'm running on low energy in just about everything I do. He's been amazing. When I complained about not getting enough sleep, he went and bought me this soothing lavender and vanilla bath oil that helps me sleep. For the past few months, he's been sleeping on the couch, giving me the room I need in the bed. And, when I need it, he uplifts my spirits. He has been really great. And, I appreciate him for all that he does.
My girlfriends have been awesome. Giving me advice that's needed because they have been where I am. My mom has been so helpful and she's so excited about her first grandbaby! Even my mom in law who initially was kind of indifferent, seems to be looking forward to the lil one's arrival. My dad calls and gives me advice and advocates for Derrick. And, my cousins have been constantly checking up on me and making sure I'm okay. My grandparents call every so often to see if I'm okay. I mean I just have this group of people who care so much and I have got to thank them all because they have been truly awesome and happy about this pregnancy.
Once Zoe arrives, this blog will convert to the going on of Zoe Nicole Ampy. So, if you want updates on how she's doing, I'll definitely put them all here :)
Bj
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Week 35: A look back on the Durham Baby Shower and other stuff...
This shower was totally different from my first shower. I say that because the first one was thrown by my wonderful cousin/bestie, Tiffani. I basically didn't have to lift a finger when it came to the preparations. This one, I did. My mom, I love her, but she is not the baby shower throwing type. :) She's good at a lot of things, but planning a baby shower isn't one of them :) So, I admit, I did a lot of the work, and since everything was done in a very short span of time...I can honestly say, it wasn't the best, but I enjoyed myself and I think my guests did too.
Even though...if there was something that could go wrong, it probably did!!! :) My mom and aunt got on me about being angry and worrying because it could affect the baby. And, they are absolutely right, no question. But, throughout this pregnancy I have had a lot of ups and a lot of downs and emotionally, I've been all over the place. I pray that I haven't affected Zoe negatively in any way. And, while GOD doesn't give you so much that you can't handle things, I have to say that I've had my share of things these past 8 months.
Back to the shower...we set up the night before. All the decorations were set. The gift bags were prepared. The games were set (thanks to my wonderful cousin/bestie/hostess, Kimberly) and the centerpieces, a beautiful diaper cake and diaper wreath made by some of Derrick's coworkers, were prominently placed where everyone could admire them. The venue was a bowling alley party room. Unfortunately, the downside to having your shower at a venue like that is that you have to purchase their food. The only thing we could bring in was the cake and ice cream. But, I was even okay with that.
Saturday came...and when we arrived, I should have known something was wrong when the Manager rushed over to me. There was a really bad thunderstorm Friday night and there was some flooding in the alley. And, it rained in the party room. Everything wasn't lost. But, the diaper cake got wet and they tried to clean it up. And, I was mad. I was mad because I thought about all the work people put into the cake. I mean on the top of the cake were these hand crocheted booties for our little girl. And, they got wet. They weren't ruined but it was just the principle of it all. Derrick told me that on Monday, the ladies thought it was hilarious! But, at the time, I was really hot about it. The finger food...not that great. The cake was awesome!!!! A good time was had by all. Zoe was blessed with some wonderful gifts. I got to catch up with some family and friends and it was a nice event.
I'm 35 weeks. Starting next Monday, I will see the doctor every week. Zoe is starting to make her descent. I am excited...and a little scared. Only because I realize that in a matter of a few weeks, I will become a mommy to this little person. I will be instrumental in molding and shaping this little person. And, while I know its an adventure into the unknown and you really can't prepare for it...its a little scary :) Derrick, the insightful person that he is, had this revelation on Facebook, and it was like he put into words everything I had been feeling but was scared to talk about. He has a tendency to do that. I think that's part of the reason why I love him so. But, he has no idea how his words and the words of a few others, helped me. I felt like I had to try to be strong and hold how I felt in. I've done that a lot in life. But today, he truly made me realize that I don't have to do that anymore. What I do know is that Zoe is going to be loved and cared for. And, that I'm not doing this alone. And, that gives me comfort and strength. I have a loving husband who is there for both my daughter and me, a mother and a mother-in-law who are both willing to help out any way they can. A father and an other mom who are sure to be flying in and out of RDU more frequently as soon as Zoe arrives. I have a network of people who love this child so much already and she's not even here yet. I admit, we are blessed :) And, that makes the fear and the stress go away. So for these next 5 weeks, or more if lil Zoe deems it so, I am going to be extra happy because I can focus on the love I have for her and my family, and not worry so much. I can be the mommy that I want to be.
Bj :)
Even though...if there was something that could go wrong, it probably did!!! :) My mom and aunt got on me about being angry and worrying because it could affect the baby. And, they are absolutely right, no question. But, throughout this pregnancy I have had a lot of ups and a lot of downs and emotionally, I've been all over the place. I pray that I haven't affected Zoe negatively in any way. And, while GOD doesn't give you so much that you can't handle things, I have to say that I've had my share of things these past 8 months.
Back to the shower...we set up the night before. All the decorations were set. The gift bags were prepared. The games were set (thanks to my wonderful cousin/bestie/hostess, Kimberly) and the centerpieces, a beautiful diaper cake and diaper wreath made by some of Derrick's coworkers, were prominently placed where everyone could admire them. The venue was a bowling alley party room. Unfortunately, the downside to having your shower at a venue like that is that you have to purchase their food. The only thing we could bring in was the cake and ice cream. But, I was even okay with that.
Saturday came...and when we arrived, I should have known something was wrong when the Manager rushed over to me. There was a really bad thunderstorm Friday night and there was some flooding in the alley. And, it rained in the party room. Everything wasn't lost. But, the diaper cake got wet and they tried to clean it up. And, I was mad. I was mad because I thought about all the work people put into the cake. I mean on the top of the cake were these hand crocheted booties for our little girl. And, they got wet. They weren't ruined but it was just the principle of it all. Derrick told me that on Monday, the ladies thought it was hilarious! But, at the time, I was really hot about it. The finger food...not that great. The cake was awesome!!!! A good time was had by all. Zoe was blessed with some wonderful gifts. I got to catch up with some family and friends and it was a nice event.
I'm 35 weeks. Starting next Monday, I will see the doctor every week. Zoe is starting to make her descent. I am excited...and a little scared. Only because I realize that in a matter of a few weeks, I will become a mommy to this little person. I will be instrumental in molding and shaping this little person. And, while I know its an adventure into the unknown and you really can't prepare for it...its a little scary :) Derrick, the insightful person that he is, had this revelation on Facebook, and it was like he put into words everything I had been feeling but was scared to talk about. He has a tendency to do that. I think that's part of the reason why I love him so. But, he has no idea how his words and the words of a few others, helped me. I felt like I had to try to be strong and hold how I felt in. I've done that a lot in life. But today, he truly made me realize that I don't have to do that anymore. What I do know is that Zoe is going to be loved and cared for. And, that I'm not doing this alone. And, that gives me comfort and strength. I have a loving husband who is there for both my daughter and me, a mother and a mother-in-law who are both willing to help out any way they can. A father and an other mom who are sure to be flying in and out of RDU more frequently as soon as Zoe arrives. I have a network of people who love this child so much already and she's not even here yet. I admit, we are blessed :) And, that makes the fear and the stress go away. So for these next 5 weeks, or more if lil Zoe deems it so, I am going to be extra happy because I can focus on the love I have for her and my family, and not worry so much. I can be the mommy that I want to be.
Bj :)
Friday, February 17, 2012
Baby Shower Numba 2...
is happening people. Those near NC will be invited. If your invite has not reached you, it is either, in the mail or going in the mail today. I am really excited. All hubbys and significant others who choose to not to attend the shower (which is being held in a private room), can hang with my hubby outside of the shower since it is being held in a bowling alley. You guys can laugh, drink, bowl (if available) and share stories about how you are going to keep the boys away from your daughters!
Zoe is doing fine. We are in week 33, and she is growing. Not much room to move. When she does, it looks like an alien experiment is going on inside my belly. The feelings from the inside is more like it tickles or hurts (if she's stretching too far and hits organs). From the outside, it looks like something out of a Sci-Fi flick. Derrick found this very intriguing yesterday. We also tested the music theory. Our little girl seems to like J-Pop (or japanese pop...like her daddy), Beyonce and Chris Brown. She also likes Soul music. Jazz seems to soothe her and put her to sleep. She stopped moving when Lil Wayne popped up, so we can safely assume that she doesn't particularly like the sound of his voice...which pleases her parents.
As we get closer to her due date, I get so anxious. I feel like there is so much to do before she gets here. Maybe this nesting thing really is starting to kick in. :) I think my hubby will be happy :)
Bj
Zoe is doing fine. We are in week 33, and she is growing. Not much room to move. When she does, it looks like an alien experiment is going on inside my belly. The feelings from the inside is more like it tickles or hurts (if she's stretching too far and hits organs). From the outside, it looks like something out of a Sci-Fi flick. Derrick found this very intriguing yesterday. We also tested the music theory. Our little girl seems to like J-Pop (or japanese pop...like her daddy), Beyonce and Chris Brown. She also likes Soul music. Jazz seems to soothe her and put her to sleep. She stopped moving when Lil Wayne popped up, so we can safely assume that she doesn't particularly like the sound of his voice...which pleases her parents.
As we get closer to her due date, I get so anxious. I feel like there is so much to do before she gets here. Maybe this nesting thing really is starting to kick in. :) I think my hubby will be happy :)
Bj
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