Twisted

I had a follow up appointment today with my OB.  I had been looking forward to today because I would be getting my staples removed!  This typically does not hurt, but as with everything else with this pregnancy, it hurt like the dickens!  The nurse was removing them and I was feeling sick to my stomach.  But we made it through until……she got to the one that was literally twisted!  She tugged, she pulled, she apologized for hurting me, but she was unable to remove it.  I laid there thinking that all the painful stuff was supposed to be over with.  Finally, she gave up and the doctor came in.  She examined my incision, which looks good, and she began to pull and tug.  After a couple of minutes (or so it seemed) the darned thing finally came out.  I still can’t lift anything, but I can drive now!  YEAH!  Not that I have a whole lot of places to go, but at least I have the option.   My incision got infected with Adam and it seems I have some sort of reaction happening with this one.  I can’t see it, but Daniel said there are “bubbles” .  She thinks my skin was getting so irritated having those staples that it has started having an allergic reaction to them.  I’m glad I can’t see it, but now I have to keep neosporin on it.

Today we got to show of Isabelle.  We took her to the hospital this morning.  We dropped off a gift to the NICU.  They were all so thoughtful in caring for Isabelle and us that we wanted to give back.  They make cute handmade name tags for the babies isolettes.  So, we bought stuff to help them continue that for the next families.  Then, Isabelle had her PKU test done.  They only allowed one person to go back with her, so Daniel went.  I knew I would cry.  A minute later they came out and she was still asleep!  Daniel said she didn’t wake up, she didn’t cry, she just woke up and went back to sleep.  That’s my strong girl.  Adam cried like no tomorrow.  I guess she’s already been through so much and had so many pokes and needles that it didn’t bother her at all.  If she can handle an IV in her head, she can handle a heel stick.

Daniel worked all weekend.  I was upset at first considering that this was our first full weekend with the four of us.  But, I then realized that I should be so thankful he has a job and it requires overtime.    My niece came over Saturday morning to help me with Adam.  She’s such a big help.  She washed dishes and she even put away clean clothes.  I sure did miss my hubby though!

Yesterday evening we went shopping and to Sweet Tomatoes for the first time. It was tasty!!!!  It was awkaward trying to figure out how to do this buffet thing with just the two of us and two kiddoes to keep track of.  This sweet old lady came and visited with us and told us how adorable our kids are and Adam loved her.  They played and laughed.  It was so cute to see them interact with each other.  Adam seems to have hit a growth spurt.  Maybe it’s just because I can’t pick him up.  I look at him, or he gives me a hug, and he just seems so big.  He’s a little boy now.  It could also be that Isabelle is so small then I look at Adam.  My two babies…..two!

It hit me the other day that these are my only two babies.  I don’t regret my decision at all.  It’s just that I know that I’ll never feel pregnant again.  Never to watch my belly get bigger by the day.  If something was to happen and Daniel remarried, he could have more kids.  I can’t.  I know it was the right decison for me though.

I have lost 21 pounds since having Isabelle (ok , so she was 8 lbs).  I only have 17 more to go to reach my pre-pregnancy weight.  GO ME!!!!!  At least when I lose weight now I won’t turn around and get pregnant!!!! *smile*