Thursday, June 28, 2012
Kid Sayings to Remember
Brodrick calls water melon- wupin, cantaloupe- wope, tired- tided. He also keeps saying "Uh go neeeeeoow!" when he wants to leave to go someplace else. It is hilarious! (End of June 2012)
Miles says that he loves me lots, even when he is in trouble. For example when I tell him to go to the corner, he'll say, "But I love you!" When I tell him he can stay put while I run down/up stairs (not as a punishment but because its tiring to carry him) and leave him on the other level, he'll say the same thing, "But mommy, I love you!" Don't worry, upon my return, he is getting lots of love and affection. (End of May/Early June)
June seems to be a hard month for Amelia as multiple times a week tucking her in involves her saying things like, "I wish I was a grown up so I could be in charge!" and "I want to be 25 so I can be the boss!" Little does she know that even when she is a grown up, she won't be in charge! :D
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Q&A- What Made You Decide to Adopt??
What made us decide to adopt?
Its a great question and one I am happy to answer. A lot of people have wondered this, as we have three biological children already, and neither Tim or I suffer from infertility. Few have actually asked this question though as family planning is personal. (Similar to the questions to an unknowingly infertile couple as to when they will decide to have a baby- it really no ones business.) Still I have friends who want to know and those of you who know me well, know I'm open to answering.
The short answer: We want to adopt. We feel like adoption is the way we will add the next child to our family.
The long answer: (This is my blog I will say what I may and if you don't agree or like it, fine. I'm not asking you to or telling you you should. This is simply our family's experience that have lead us to this decision.)
I have gotten pregnant with the first try for each of our children. My first pregnancy was hard, not horrible but hard. (And by hard I mean lost 25 lbs cause I was so sick- some would say that IS horrible, but not me, the nausea was much less the first go around and only lasted for 17 weeks.)
My second pregnancy was worse the first trimester- I lost 35 lbs in the 16 weeks while taking nausea medicine, and I vomited uncontrollably and couldn't keep much down.
The third time around, the morning sickness started sooner and lasted till 23.5 weeks. I was taking sub-lingual Zofran (a strong anti nausea medication given to chemo therapy patients that melts under the tongue since just water would induce my vomiting) at least 5 times a day (each tablet could last up to 8 hours but obviously didn't with me.) I couldn't care for my children and my mother-in-law came to live with us for more than a month to help care for our children and our home since Tim was in school and working and had been doing more than double duty for weeks since I was useless. I was never hospitalized, though I should have been. Though I was considered under weight at 6 feet tall, it wasn't as bad for me - according to the numbers- as the 5 feet nothing women out there who loose 15 of their 100 lb frames during pregnancy. Our oldest daughter, Amelia, thought I was dying and asked me when I was going to be with Heavenly Father.
The Hyperemesis Gravidarum is one thing. Yes its bad- horrific, even. All the medical professionals I have counseled with said it will only get worse. When we considered attempting a pregnancy, my service provider and I came up with a game plan of doing home IV hydration therapy to help with medical costs and so I could be around my children, rather than alone in a hospital room. Still, when you know a baby is supposed to come to your family, you consider things that others deem insane.
A completely different issue is that my last delivery was very traumatic and hard on my body. We came very close to both me and Brodrick dying. I have serious risk at attempting another pregnancy this close to my last delivery (Brodrick will be two the end of July). The longer I wait to possibly get pregnant, the greater my chances are of having a successful pregnancy resulting in a live- full term birth. The trouble is, a baby is supposed to come to our family... soon. Sooner than even a pregnancy could result in an addition to our family.
So in weighing our options we have come to the decision to move forward with adoption.
Its a great question and one I am happy to answer. A lot of people have wondered this, as we have three biological children already, and neither Tim or I suffer from infertility. Few have actually asked this question though as family planning is personal. (Similar to the questions to an unknowingly infertile couple as to when they will decide to have a baby- it really no ones business.) Still I have friends who want to know and those of you who know me well, know I'm open to answering.
The short answer: We want to adopt. We feel like adoption is the way we will add the next child to our family.
The long answer: (This is my blog I will say what I may and if you don't agree or like it, fine. I'm not asking you to or telling you you should. This is simply our family's experience that have lead us to this decision.)
I have gotten pregnant with the first try for each of our children. My first pregnancy was hard, not horrible but hard. (And by hard I mean lost 25 lbs cause I was so sick- some would say that IS horrible, but not me, the nausea was much less the first go around and only lasted for 17 weeks.)
My second pregnancy was worse the first trimester- I lost 35 lbs in the 16 weeks while taking nausea medicine, and I vomited uncontrollably and couldn't keep much down.
The third time around, the morning sickness started sooner and lasted till 23.5 weeks. I was taking sub-lingual Zofran (a strong anti nausea medication given to chemo therapy patients that melts under the tongue since just water would induce my vomiting) at least 5 times a day (each tablet could last up to 8 hours but obviously didn't with me.) I couldn't care for my children and my mother-in-law came to live with us for more than a month to help care for our children and our home since Tim was in school and working and had been doing more than double duty for weeks since I was useless. I was never hospitalized, though I should have been. Though I was considered under weight at 6 feet tall, it wasn't as bad for me - according to the numbers- as the 5 feet nothing women out there who loose 15 of their 100 lb frames during pregnancy. Our oldest daughter, Amelia, thought I was dying and asked me when I was going to be with Heavenly Father.
The Hyperemesis Gravidarum is one thing. Yes its bad- horrific, even. All the medical professionals I have counseled with said it will only get worse. When we considered attempting a pregnancy, my service provider and I came up with a game plan of doing home IV hydration therapy to help with medical costs and so I could be around my children, rather than alone in a hospital room. Still, when you know a baby is supposed to come to your family, you consider things that others deem insane.
A completely different issue is that my last delivery was very traumatic and hard on my body. We came very close to both me and Brodrick dying. I have serious risk at attempting another pregnancy this close to my last delivery (Brodrick will be two the end of July). The longer I wait to possibly get pregnant, the greater my chances are of having a successful pregnancy resulting in a live- full term birth. The trouble is, a baby is supposed to come to our family... soon. Sooner than even a pregnancy could result in an addition to our family.
So in weighing our options we have come to the decision to move forward with adoption.
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