Well John Lennon, I had a baby. And it has been the most exciting, scariest, wonderful, terrifying, exhausting, happiest, challenging time in my life. As most of you know I have Type 1 Diabetes. What most of you don't know is how challenging being pregnant with Type 1 diabetes was for me. And I don't mean challenging because of complications or anything like that. I mean I truly challenged myself over the past two years to get my A1C results down to a near perfect number. I restricted my diet and accounted for nearly every morsel of food that I put in my mouth. I couldn't have done this without the support of my husband Justin. At times I could have hurt him, like when he asked during my first trimester of severe blood sugar lows "Why are you doing this to yourself?' (side note- blood sugars run extremely low in 1st trimester for T1 diabetics) Other times I could have hugged him when he would talk me down from the ledge when I was convinced an out of range sugar was killing the baby. Or when he drove me in the middle of the night to Beth Israel because I was convinced I had a blood clot only to find out it was water retention. I also could not have had this baby without the support of my parents especially my mother. She drove me to countless appointments, held my hand at my EMG, and cried out of excitement the first time she saw Rhea on the ultrasound screen. My parents let me stay with them when Justin was busy with work and could not make it to my appointments. They cooked me food and took care of Duke when I was restricted from walking. And now that she is here it has made all the sacrifice worth it. They say it takes a village to raise a child and I truly understand that now. I am so thankful for my family and feel truly blessed this holiday season
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
Poor Rhea has been getting gas at night which has made for some horrible sleep! The other night she was so inconsolable I put her in bed with me and nursed her to sleep. About an hour later I woke up to the worse smell. I assumed it was her diaper and the smell was so bad I decided to wake her up to change her. When I opened her diaper there was nothing in it. I couldn't believe her farts smelled that bad. That was until I returned to my bedroom to discover the smell had returned and it was not Rhea but Justin stinking up the room. Rhea was then awake for another 2 hours and I almost smacked Justin when he said to me that "he really needs to sleep" and asked that I take the baby into the living room. If it wasn't for his stank ass she would have still been sleeping!
Monday, December 12, 2011
Justin and I have been casually discussing our hopes and dreams for Rhea as she grows up. I said to him the other day "She is so smart, she is going to be a Doctor and cure all kinds of diseases". His reply " Well she better marry a rich guy at 16 because there is no way in hell I am paying for that much school." The funny thing is he was in college for seven years and I have never heard his parents complain about it. And he only has a bachelors degree! Funny. On Sunday I said to him (after a very sleepless night) " I cannot wait until she sleeps through the night" to which he said " I cannot wait until she has moved out" OH Justin, it is going to be a very long time before she leaves the nest. And if she follows your example she will be with us on Sunset Lane until she is 30!
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Miss Rhea is one month old today. We are so far from where we were one month ago. She is growing so fast! She is starting to loose her "newborn-ness". And she is finally putting on weight. And although our life has been turned upside down, we love her so much and wouldn't have it any other way!!