Archive for the having a baby Tag

Unmedicated Birth: I Wouldn’t Recommend It – Part II

I had NO intentions of leaving you all in such “suspense” this long.  (Although, it’s not a total cliff hanger:  the baby WAS born). It’s this weather.  It’s killing us.  It’s been entirely too cold or snowy to drag a newborn outdoors.  Then with all the illness circulating, the Doctor strongly admonished us to stay out of public places as
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Unmedicated Birth: I Wouldn’t Recommend It – Part I

This is the first installment of the story of Teddy’s arrival.  It’s probably going to be long.  And possibly gross.  So if you’re not into this sort of thing, you might want to check back another day. . . So if you recall, I was one week overdue.  Not completely miserable, but ready to evict the bouncing bundle of ahem
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If You’re Reading This, I’m STILL (Multiple) Expletive Pregnant

Although, due date is still a couple days away. . .and we all know that’s just a good guess. I would really, really like to avoid an induction if possible after my prior experience with that stupid process. However, at the last Doctor’s visit, this Doc hinted I could likely go as long as 42 weeks if we stayed healthy.
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Preparing for the Unexpected: A Control Freak’s Guide to A Second Baby

There are exactly 12 weeks left until due date!! Time to stock the liquor cabinet!!!!! But besides stocking the liquor cabinet what am I up to? Oh you know. . .the usual, trying to locate all the baby gear I swore I never wanted to see again after Mac was born, slapping a few coats of paint on a few
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Tick Tock. . .The Disturbing Sound of Your Eggs Rotting. . .

It has always been our desire for Mac to have at least one sibling. Watch now as Deni clumsily opens a huge ass can of worms. . . In a perfect world, there would be three siblings.  We would have 2 and adopt 2. But we live in a world of 900 some odd square feet of pet plagued squalor.
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Pregnant & Delusional Mother: Birth – The True Final Frontier – Part II

If you recall from last week’s post about Mac’s Magical arrival, I was tired, hungry, and surly.  I had just sent Chris home to get me a sandwich (against my Physician’s “rules”), and Dr. Word Vomit wanted to break my water. . . What was my Husband doing at home while I was making my decision?  Well, unbeknownst to him, most
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The Pregnant & Delusional Reluctant Mother: Birth. . .The True Final Frontier – Part I

Mac turns one in a week. . .And just for your supreme amusement, I thought I’d do a two-part recounting of his arrival. . .Here’s part one. . .Be sure to visit next Thursday, 5/24 for the epic conclusion. Let’s get a little background out of the way.  I’m scared to death of doctors.  Seriously, every time I think about
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