Ansley's growing up.

I can hardly believe that my baby really isn't a baby any more. Last week she started making MAJOR progress in talking & saying new words. I think she's also hit another growth spurt because her 24 months sized clothing doesn't look as big on her as it did a couple of weeks ago. Earlier this week, James & I took her to Logan's for dinner and she sat in a strapless booster seat (instead of a high chair) for the first time. Last night, while I was still at Rock Eagle, she went to sleep on her own, in her crib. She did have a sippy cup of milk to drink while dozing off. This is the first time that she's fallen asleep without me at home to help her fall asleep at night. Usually I get her to sleep, then leave and do whatever evening thing I may have to do and return before she wakes again. When she does wake up when I'm away, she generally gives James fits about falling back asleep. However, last night, once she was asleep, she stayed asleep until her "mommy-dar" went off about 15 minutes after I arrived home from Rock Eagle.

Weekend Recap

One busy weekend down, three to go. Yesterday, Ansley and I traveled to Twin City to celebrate Adyn's birthday at the George L. Smith III State Park. While he turned 4 March 11th, the weather wasn't cooperating at that time, so the party was postponed until yesterday. Ansley had a great time visiting with family members we haven't seen in a month or so. We had the opportunity to see my younger brother's new house. It's a cute 3 bedroom, 2 bath home-- the perfect size for him, his fiancee, and her son. Tara has done a marvelous job cleaning out and redecorating the house. She has sorted out most of my dad's old paperwork (90% of which was safe to throw away/shred) and is turning the house into her home. It's already cleaner and brighter than it was when we all lived in it when we were young (high school age and younger).

This afternoon was the Logos Class Spring Picnic. Ansley enjoyed watching all of the big kids play as she became aquainted with grass and other outdoor textures. She wasn't a big fan of the grass at the beginning, but by the end of the picnic, she was anxious to be on the ground crawling about checking things out. She was a very tired little girl when we got home and put her to bed. I enjoyed chatting with different people that I haven't seen much lately. Our Sunday school class looks a lot different now than it did when it was started. When we began the class, every member was a young adult, most were married, and no one had any children. Well, I think one or two young wives were pregnant. Now, a good number of the couples have children, but there are still a number of childless couples. Basically, any adult (typically married) in their twenties or thirties would be comfortable in our Sunday School class. It helps that our members are very friendly and welcoming to visitors and new members.

This coming week is going to be busy grading papers, and getting things organized for the River North Communities' Yard Sale Saturday morning. I hope the scattered thundershowers that are predicted for Saturday travel through the area on Friday so we'll have good weather and many people will come out and shop.

On a more positive note...

Here are some happy things I remember about our stay in the hospital when Ansley was born.

The nursing staff were awesome. They listened to my requests for Ansley's care. They didn't offer her a passy until I granted permission. When the passy started causing problems for us, they were quick to discontinue using them to quiet her.

The nursing tech assigned to make me walk for the first time on Wednesday (Ansley was born Tuesday evening) was encouraging and patient, allowing me all the time I needed to avoid feeling faint.

When they entered my room during the wee hours of the morning to monitor blood pressure and temperature, they worked as quietly and quickly as possible.

Even though the nurses/doctors started talking about sending me home less than 48 hours after birth, they allowed me to stay an extra day after I explained my living environment & route home (two story home with bedrooms and showers on the upper floor + 3 speed bumps on River North Blvd).

Ansley roomed in with me throughout the day and as much of the nights as I could manage.

The broth, jello, etc. breakfast the morning after Ansley was born was quite tastey. In fact, I enjoyed all of the meals except one, and even that one wasn't memorable as far as bad meals go.

Visitors were considerate and only appeared in the afternoons/early evenings when I had more energy.

April 21st

The past month and half has been pretty busy for us. Ansley & I traveled to Sylvania to visit my family during Spring Break. During that time, Ansley perfected her crawling ability and started pulling up on furniture and maintaining her balance better. While we were in Sylvania, James was in Ohio studying and testing to earn a Microsoft certification. Upon returning home to the daily grind, we learned that James's grandmother was doing better and would soon be released to a rehabilation center to continue recovering from her hospital stay due to throat cancer. She has now been in the rehab center for a couple of weeks and is doing quite well. Her cancer has shrunk despite her inability to safely receive chemo or radiation therapy. God has been truly amazing through all of this.

Ansley's spring school pictures are tomorrow (2 days after her 11 "monthiversary"). I think they will turn out well.

We have a busy month ahead of us. Friday night is the Hutchings Career Center prom. Saturday is Adyn's belated birthday party (he turned 4 March 11th). Sunday is the Logos Spring Picnic. Friday, May 1st is Relay for Life. I will be walking in memory of my dad and grandfather and in honor of James's grandmother. May 3rd is the Mills Family Reunion. This will be our first reunion without my dad and the first reunion with Ansley. May 10th is Mother's Day (my first).

May 16th is Ansley's birthday party. She turns one on May 20th. The closer I get to that day, the more I am remembering about labor and the emotions during the birth process (excitement, joy, and nervousness in the early stages to be overcome by fear, anger, frustration, & extreme sadness and anxiety in the final stage -emergency c-section). I am also starting to remember the emotions/sensations post-birth: sadness, exhaustion, coldness, as if I had been mentally, spiritually, emotionally, not to mention physically, ripped apart and broken. I remember experiencing great pain, stress, and fear during her surgical birth and being unable to open my eyes and see her immediately after she was removed from my womb before she was carried to another room to be cleaned up. I do remember her healthy cries and feeling some relief that she sounded mad, but okay. I remember waking up in recovery, alone, with a parched & bitter tasting mouth. I rember the careless & rude nurse running my hospital bed into the wall/door twice as I was wheeled from recovery to my postpartum room (oh, the pain & fury that I felt). I remember waiting for Ansley to be wheeled to our room and her being placed in my arms for the first time. (I did not experience the joy/adrenaline rush that I was told I would experience upon holding Ansley for the first time. I remember thinking, "Let's get this baby fed so James's parents can come in and hold her so they can leave and I can feed her again before falling asleep for a couple of hours before her next feeding. More memories of those first days are returning, but I need to go to bed before Wednesday arrives.

New Blog

Previously I've blogged on Livejournal, but I've noticed more friends have started blogs here, so I decided to start this blog. I'm not sure how frequently I will post or what the content will be. Check back randomly to see what appears.