Saturday, June 11, 2011

2 months already?!

I can't believe Gracie is already 2 months old, and on Monday she'll be 10 weeks old!  Time goes by so quickly, and I'm loving every minute of it!
At her 2 month appointment, she weighed in at 13lb 4oz, what a chunker =)  I think she hides it all in her cheeks.  She also had her first shots, we're following Dr. Sears delayed vaccine schedule, so she'll get a max of 2 vaccines per visit, and she did great.  The rotovirus vaccine is an oral liquid and Gracie decided that playing dead was better than drinking something that wasn't milk, it was hilarious.  The nurse said no baby had done that before, I wish I had it on video!  After tasting it once, she just closed her eyes and laid limp, but we finally got it all in her mouth.  And she only had one shot, which she handled like a champ, she cried for a minute and then recovered.  She was a little bit sleepy on Monday, but her leg didn't seem to bother her at all.  And I loved that I didn't have to watch my baby in pain!
Other than that we're still adjusting, our house is a mess but I'd much rather snuggle my little girl than vacuum, although I've been doing better the last few weeks, our kitchen table is covered in papers , although I'm not sure that will ever change!
We switched to clothe diapers when she was a week and a half old and haven't looked back!  We absolutely love them!  They're so soft and we rarely have any trouble with leaking.  We've chosen to use Bum Genius One Size Pockets 4.0.  Washing them is simple, and I never have to run out to buy diapers.
This picture is from a few weeks ago, I promise to put up a recent one soon =)

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Gracie's Arrival

Most people looked at me with crazy eyes when they found out Greg and I were planning a home birth.  Sometimes I looked at myself that way too, so I thought I'd share the experience for anyone who is curious.

We chose a Certified Nurse Midwife to deliver our baby and had regular pre-natal appointments throughout my pregnancy just like you would if you were going to an OB.  The only difference was I never had to wait in a waiting room, and we could take as much time during an appt as needed.  Greg and I became friends with our midwife and felt really comfortable with her.  We also decided that we would hire a doula (which is like a birth coach) to be at our babies birth and help me with labor since I had no idea what to expect!

We had decided not to find out the gender of our baby, and so we did not have ultrasounds except for a 10 week to make sure the baby was still there (after miscarrying the first time I needed to see that heartbeat) and then again at 34 weeks to make sure the baby was healthy enough to safely deliver at home (and me too).  We also opted out of the dop-tone to hear babies heartbeat and had to wait until 20 weeks to hear it with a fetascope, I was never able to hear the heartbeat, but Greg could usually hear it, and of course our midwife could hear it at every appt.  God was teaching me to just trust Him =)

Anyway, my due date was April 21st, and as April came along people kept asking me how I was doing, if I was getting tired of being pregnant, etc.  And in fact, I wasn't.  I loved every minute of it!  I definitely lucked out and didn't have very much heartburn, and I was sleeping pretty well.  But I hadn't really had any Braxton Hicks contractions and I had been waiting anxiously to feel them.

On Sunday April 3rd, I took a nap in the afternoon and woke up to what felt like a menstrual cramp around 3pm.  It didn't really hurt, but left me feeling uncomfortable and didn't last very long.  The rest of the afternoon proceeded the same way.  About every 30-45 minutes I would have a contraction that would keep me from doing whatever I was doing out of discomfort but didn't really hurt too badly.  We had a team meeting at our church that night, so Greg and I headed to Clearview at 4:45 and ate Chinese Food for dinner, while I kept making jokes that if I did go into labor this was a dinner of champions.  We left after the teaching and before worship because sitting just wasn't very comfortable.  But we didn't head home, we went to Lowes to buy paint so we could paint a shelf for the babies room.

I also thought taking a walk would be a great idea to get my mind off of the contractions and wear out the dogs in case I did go into labor.  We had a stop a few times and Greg kept saying "Erin-you're definitely in labor" to which I would reply "No way, maybe I'll have the baby later this week, these must just be Braxton Hicks contractions" (Boy was I wrong).

After our walk I laid on the couch to watch Valentines Day, in our Bradley class we learned that to determine if we were in active labor to try laying down, or eating/drinking something, and if the contractions stopped than it was nothing.  Well they did, for the whole movie.  Greg was painting a shelf in the garage and I was enjoying a movie I knew Greg would hate.  As soon as it was over I got up and had another contraction, so I decided Greg and I should go to bed and get some rest in case something happened, and I let our midwife and doula know what was going on in case this turned into something more.  I was only 37 1/2 weeks along, so I was sure this couldn't be it!  A friend of mine had just gone a whole week past her due date!

Around midnight I woke up to a strong contraction, but I didn't wake up Greg, after having 4 in the next hour I decided I needed his help to get through them, they weren't terrible, but he would apply pressure to my lower back which took away the pain almost entirely.  We called our doula to let her know what was going on but told her not to come over, and we'd call her later.  We also called our midwife who told us to call her back when the contractions became more regular (around 5 minutes apart).  So Greg and I just continued to rest and work through contractions.  I took a bath for awhile to help relieve some pressure, and watched my baby move like crazy after every contraction, I would also stand up hanging on Greg to get through a contraction and he could feel the baby kicking up through my stomach and on his.

Well, the contractions never became regular.  I would have a super long hard one and 2 minutes later a smaller easier one followed by another hard one 5 minutes later.  They continued to be sporadic so we didn't call our midwife.  Around 5am, I felt the need to throw up and my legs were really shaky, my first though was- "I'm in transition, this is crazy!".  But I still refused to admit that I was in active labor-Greg was freaking out.  I was going to the bathroom when I told Greg that I needed to push, he pulled me up and said "oh no you don't" and made me lay down on our bed.  We called our doula and she was there in 10 minutes.  We also called our midwife (who lives 45 minutes away) and told her she needed to get there quickly.  I continued to labor in our bed while Jessica rubbed my back and Greg took care of all the details like having a friend come pick up our dogs, etc.

Our midwife arrived around 5:45 and I had been lying on my side through the contractions, I was pushing at the peaks, but not very hard, and my water broke around 6.  Our doula continued to encourage me and tell me how great I was relaxing through the contractions and I was singing to our baby to keep my mind off of what was going on.  Once Brandy (our midwife) had our room covered in chux pads and waterproof tableclothes, I decided to get up and push.  I squatted for the first two and our baby was crowning but my legs felt like jello.  I knew it wouldn't be too much longer, but I seriously thought my legs were going to break off.  Jessica (our doula) suggested I get on all fours to relieve my legs, so I did, and I pushed our baby out with 2 more pushes.  Greg caught the baby and handed it to our midwife who passed it up to me.  I didn't even care if it was a boy or girl I was so excited that it was finally there!  It's amazing-you feel the most pain/discomfort you've ever felt in your life, or could ever conceive and it a moment it's all over.  It was awesome, and it was 7:04, only about 7 hours from my first strong contraction.

Greg hugged me and we moved the umbilical cord over so we could see if it was a boy or a girl and much to our surprise it was a little girl!  I had been sure it was a little boy, but now I can't imagine anything different than our beautiful baby Grace.  I had a tiny tear that our midwife sewed up (no muscle, just some skin) and proceeded to take the best shower of my life while Greg walked around with our beautiful daughter.

I got to hold her as long as I liked and no one took her away to clean her up or weigh her, it was all on my timing.  We enjoyed our time together and Gracie nursed for the first time.  I couldn't believe how in love I was!  Brandy and Jessica got everything cleaned up and any towels/linens put in the washer.  You wouldn't have even believed that I had delivered her on the floor of our bedroom except by the obviously newborn baby.

I never even thought about needing pain medication, maybe it was because it wasn't an option, or maybe it was because I felt so comfortable with Greg.  We worked so well together as a team, and once Jessica and Brandy were there, I had already been through the hard stuff-our baby was going to arrive in no time!  I feel so blessed that she was born healthy and we had no complications.  And it was awesome to spend the day at home, visited by a couple friends, and not having to do anything but love our baby girl!

Sorry for the novel, and I will fill everyone in on Gracie's hospital stay later in the week next time I post.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

I love my husband

We've had quite a wicked snowstorm out here, and Greg's work has been closed down since Tuesday at 11... so let me set a little scene for you
We were snuggled on the couch eating breakfast (cinnamon rolls, yum!, and loaded scrambled eggs... green peppers, onions, and cheese, go protein!), and watching Regis and Kelly when they announced Justin Bieber would be on the show and the following conversation ensued:

me: When does the Justin Bieber movie come out?
Greg: Not soon enough!!

And I fell in love with him all over again

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Home Improvement Woes

The clock is definitely ticking on a few of our projects, we started re-doing our basement last May.... and it's not finished.  Baby Schmeer likes to kick me to remind me that he (or she) would like to live in a house with a completed basement project!
And along comes a completely free weekend, perfect for getting stuff done!  The first de-motivator, the windchill yesterday was -19... and today isn't too much nicer.

So this morning Greg and I took all of the measurements in the basement so we could do the baseboard today and off to Menards we went, in the back of our minds we were a little worried that new baseboard wouldn't cover the gap between our wall and carpet... Mr. Troy Meijer (we found his name during construction projects) made a lot of stupid decisions, one of which was using 2x2 for a baseboard.
Obviously-this wasn't happening, so along came the break down, I'll cry about anything these days.
Now we've added new carpeting to the list of things to do, there's nothing like trying to cross things off your to-do list, only to add more... big ones.
But Greg reminded me that we're so blessed that we can afford that right now, so it's not the end of the world, bonus points for praying before we started our day today.  It's amazing how the world tries to knock you down, especially on days when you're with it spiritually.  Somebody is playing pretty dirty...

So tomorrow we'll be installing new baseboard (get excited) which means pictures to come of the basement.  And another project-I reorganized our linen closet, so I'll be sure to post pictures of that too. It's amazing what $40 of boxes from IKEA can do for your insanity.

Thursday, November 11, 2010


Last night, Greg and I went on a hot date to Cold Stone Creamery, I had a gift card (from college! and it still worked!).  Oh my word I forgot how good their ice cream is!  My roommate in college and I used to take mini dates there all the time, and we'd split a giant one, I'm pretty sure it was cheesecake ice cream with raspberries and oreos, and it was always fantastic.
Greg and I got one of the signatures, it was an oreo something, and it was incredible.  So if you haven't been out for ice cream lately, I highly suggest a date night =)

Monday, November 8, 2010

Sunday Evening Thoughts

It's 8:09, I'm babysitting for great friends whose 3 boys are all passed out and I'm pretty bored, I don't think they'll be home for awhile, so I thought I'd visit my long lost friend, the blog.

1)  It got dark here by 5:30, I'm not really sure I like this whole time change
2) Speaking of time change, I thought grown-ups cope with an hour difference easily, apparently not me, I was wide awake at 6am, although it could have something to do with just how close I am to the end of Harry Potter 7, even though I know what's going to happen, I can't help but be way too into it.
3)  I'm getting really excited about the birth of our baby, it's still quite a ways away, but the more I learn different techniques for dealing with labor, the more I think I'm totally up to this challenge.  I mean, I'm glad that we have the technology to save women and babies these days, but I honestly think there is something really cool about having a natural child birth.
4) I'm leaving for the Cayman Islands in 2 weeks, and I am so excited!  It'll be fun to hang out with my family for a few days, and perhaps soak up a little sun, anyone have any book recommendations?  Greg's not coming with, so that's kind of a bummer, but it's only a few days.
5) The Poppes (who I am babysitting for) have this awesome book "My Quotable Kid" I definitely recommend it for anyone who has kids that tend to ramble off the most hilarious things, which is pretty much all children that can talk, where do they come up with this stuff?
6)  One time when I was babysitting for some kids at church, we were playing restaurant and my server (a 4 yr. old girl) brought me my food, along with a cupcake, and the following conversation ensued:
Me:  Excuse me, miss?
Super cute adorable waitress:  Can I help you?
Me:  It seems you brought me my dessert and my meal at the same time, do you think you could bring my dessert back when I'm finished my dinner
Adorable 4 yr old:  Ma'am I am so sorry!  This will never happen again!

I love it, I can't wait to have my own! 

Saturday, October 16, 2010


One of the best things about fall are trips to orchards, fun mornings full of apple picking and checking out all of different types of pumpkins and gourds.
A couple of weekends ago, we drove over to the Peoria area to Tanner's Orchard.  It was a really fun morning, they have lots of free samples (apple butter, pumpkin butter, cider, and other yummy treats), along with the ever popular apple cider donuts (are they even legal?!)

And I went apple picking for the first time, Greg had planned to be with us but woke up with a terrible migraine the morning we were going.  I had so much fun tasting which apples I wanted right off the tree, and then filling up my bag, some of the favorites from the day were Golden Delicious and Johnagolds.  So yummy!
Our super awesome friends daughter, Tilly, she loved those apples!

We also enjoyed checking out the different kinds of pumpkins and gourds.  The lumpy pumpkins were my favorite...
Seriously, how do they even do that?

Tilly loved the pumpkins!  And that's her dad, Ben, he's pretty cool too