Hi from us!

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Jordan got a bottle..

Posted by Tasha - The Clean Eating Mama at 7:21 PM 1 comments
and I got a Bud Light.
This afternoon was a hard one. He woke up ate, ate and ate and would not go to sleep. He stayed awake for 5 hours, very cranky and I lost it. Sitting in his room, nursing and crying. Ugh - I told myself to be strong, I told myself not to over react but I guess it just had to happen. All I could think about were the things that I wanted to get done. I guess I must start thinking like a mom and putting my list on hold. Marc is at a meeting tonight as well and wont be home until about 9 or 10... I am sure this had something to do with my little out burst as well.
I feel better now that he is sleeping and I am putting some warm soup in my belly... also a cold beer. :) I just had to!


What have I learned the past week?

Posted by Tasha - The Clean Eating Mama at 11:25 AM 2 comments
How to multi-task in a whole new way!
Marc thinks it is amazing that I can still do so much with a baby in my hand. So far I have accomplished the task of being able to read while I am nursing, I have already applied makeup with him on me, eaten meals and as of right now he is in my left arm sleeping on my shoulder... you should see how many spelling mistakes I have done! You just sort of adapt to this way. And if I didn't I would be going nuts from lack of freedom! In a few weeks I will probably try to keep him in my baby carrier and do household chores that way. I feel somewhat guilty for always having him sleep during the day so I can get stuff done. But really - isn't this what newborns do?

It's a hard life but someone has to do it!


I have to stop!

Posted by Tasha - The Clean Eating Mama at 10:49 AM 2 comments
I post regularly on The Bump - it is a pregnancy forum site that I have been going to since my first tri-mester. Now that I am on the 0-6 month board, I tend to always read about couples that are having issues ever since their baby came. Either their husbands not doing anything, not helping with chores, feeling disconnected from each other, not enough love... I could go on. And every time I do I feel a little bit of anxiety build in me - I am fearful that this will happen to us.

Marc has been more than wonderful during my pregnancy! I never had a complaint about him and we seemed to work together like clockwork. I know that their is a possibility of me getting postpartum depression, although I have never been diagnosed with depression in the past, but it is very common. I also have fear and anxiety about this as well. I have been staying very in-tune with my feelings, my body and every little thought or action i seem to analyze. I have a feeling that this may bring it on as well, instead of me just "going with the flow".

Now more than ever I need Marc: to be my back bone and support structure when I am week, to hold my hand when I feel scared and to look at me in my eyes and tell me that he loves me. I don't want to be the A-typical relationship during this time period. I want us to shine!

But I also have to remember not to forget about his feelings as well. I need to still hug, kiss and love on him as if nothing has changed. I never want him to feel like he is not getting enough attention from me; although the lack of our sex life is defiantly playing mind games on me right now. *Just a few more weeks!*

There is so much love in our home right now but we have to make sure it gets evenly divided - maybe that is the key.


Rub a dub-dub!

Posted by Tasha - The Clean Eating Mama at 11:51 AM 2 comments
It's bath time!

And he didn't even mind one minute of it!

And Sophie: this picture is for you my dear! While nursing I have been catching up on my reading and bound and determined to finish New Moon one of these days. Eclipse is just patiently waiting for it to be opened!

The first of many!

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Pictures, pictures and more pictures!


The Story of Jordan's Birth

Posted by Tasha - The Clean Eating Mama at 12:51 PM 1 comments
I went to my weekly doctors appointment that Tuesday morning. I was still only dilated at a 1CM and my cervix was very soft. Marc was very determined that I would progress that day, or so he was hoping.
I started having very dull cramps right after but nothing out of the ordinary; went along with my day like I always do. Around 7 PM they started to feel a little worse and I started to pay attention to the timing and intensity. I emailed my boss and put my out of office reply on... just in case.
Well they started to get worse and I was having pretty strong ones about 3 an hour, then 4 an hour. I went to go lay down and that is when they started to get worse, 10 minutes apart and stronger. I was having to breath through them now. Marc called the hospital, told them my timing and they said to come on in. We got our bags packed and left at 1 am. What a crazy car ride! We were both so nervous yet so excited!
Arriving at the hospital at 1:30 am made the past 9 months too real. The nurse hooked me up to the monitors but my contractions were not very strong and I was only at a 2 cm. She had me lay in different positions, bounce on a birthing ball and take walks around the halls. After 2 hours I was hooked back on the monitors and sure enough I was in early labor and they admitted me. Yay! We were a keeper!
My doctor came in at about 8:30, checked me and broke my water. I hadn't had my epidural admitted to me yet so I was a little scared since I knew my contractions would get stronger. And sure enough they did.
My epidural was put in at about 11:00 and I was ready for it. Let me say that was the strangest feeling I have ever felt! The pain wasn't that bad from the initial process but the feeling of something in your spine really skeeved me out. But after about 10 minutes I was in bliss and happy as a clam!
After about an hour I was already dilated to an 8! The nurses were very surprised and Marc and I were extremely happy! For the next 3 hours I was stuck at a 9 and they started a low dose of pitocin to get the final cm going. After 2 hours I was finally ready! At 5 PM my nurse wanted me to "practice pushing". Little did she know I didn't need much practice at all! Jordan was dropping fast and after 30 minutes he was right there; the doctor had yet to put his scrubs on and was still joking around at the nurses station. I had to hold back 2 contractions while we waited. As soon as he got in position I pushed for 30 seconds and I heard the most beautiful sound: a cry!
Even though I felt nothing, I was still a little out of breath so I just laid back, closed my eyes and tried to calm down and relax. I looked up and asked if it was a boy... this has been an ongoing joke in our house as we were still a little unsure that the ultra sound was wrong. My mom was crying and I saw Marc cut the umbilical cord over at their table then he came over, and we just held each other crying away. He told me how proud he was of me and what a wonderful job I did. I reassured him that I couldn't have done it with out him being there and staying strong. They cleaned Jordan off, brought him over and laid him on my chest. I was so overwhelmed and overjoyed - it was still so surreal!
I had a very easy labor with no complications of any kind. We feel very blessed and lucky!

The first night was tense. Jordan could not hold his temp and they had to keep taking him back to warm up under the lamps. Marc and I were both exhausted by the time morning came around. I was "trying" to breast feed but it was awkward and hurt like crazy. But they had me supplement formula as his jaundice levels were a little high and they told us that he needed to eat and poop it out. And of course being at the hospital is never a restful experience as nurse after nurse come in and check up every few hours.
The next day we were supposed to be able to go home at about 5:30. Jordan was able to keep his temp up on his own and breastfeeding was going a little better. They gave me a nipple shield as he was not having the easiest time latching on. I guess I have flat nipples: yay.
Jordan was all dressed and we were starting to put our bags together when I started to get the shakes and felt a little warm. I thought it was just nerves but I kept getting warmer and warmer. I asked the nurse to check my temp just to be safe. Indeed, I did have a temp.
Great - all I wanted to do was go home and here I go having a fever.
She had me take a shower just to get cleaned up a bit which felt great and was much needed! My shakes had gone away and she checked my temp again. This time it went up a degree from last time. I got so angry with myself and kept apologizing to Marc. He didn't understand why I was upset and told me that everything was going to be fine and that I needed to stay and get better. Obviously I had an infection somewhere.
They took a urine sample, which was NOT PLEASANT!, and I started antibiotics. Within an hour my fever had reduced almost back to normal. *Thank goodness!* We were still staying overnight but at least I was started to feel a bit better: still very sore but better.
That night was better. They only came in a few times to give me my medication and to do a quick check on Jordan. We were finally able to come home at noon. FINALLY!


Baby Jordan is home!

Posted by Tasha - The Clean Eating Mama at 8:13 AM 3 comments
On October 15th at 6:06 pm, Jordan Mitchell entered this world and filled our hearts with love!
He was 7 pounds 7 ounces, 18 inches long and perfect! I was in labor for 17 hours and only pushed for 40 minutes... I've got to admit, it wasn't as bad as I imagined. Maybe it was the epidural; probably.
He looks just like his pappa!

I will write more but I am typing one handed and I need to go grab a cup of coffee.


Happy 25th, momma!

Posted by Tasha - The Clean Eating Mama at 6:18 PM 3 comments
Yup, turning 25 today!
Nothing special going on... in fact I totally forgot it was my birthday since we have been in baby mode the past few days.
I am drinking some wine tonight. Hopefully that will bring on labor!


My last photo?

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6 more days

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6? Really? ... why didn't I think this would come? Here it is and while I would not say I am freaking out... well I guess I am a little. In a very good, normal way, however. BUT I am becoming a hermit. Not answering my phone, not going anywhere, just enjoying that last days of solitude. But I do know that my body is paying a toll on me mentally. I am sick of carrying around the extra weight, of looking in the mirror and seeing my belly get bigger and bigger. I miss my gym, I miss the way I used to eat and I really miss my old self. Although, my old self will never be me again. I have changed rolls: I am a mother. I must provide, care, protect and put myself second now. Although I still must protect who makes Tasha, me. My creative side, my corkiness and quirks and all of the elements in between. I still must take care of myself because without me the circle would not go around.


So, does anyone want to bet?

Posted by Tasha - The Clean Eating Mama at 8:47 AM 4 comments
Doctor said I was 1 CM dilated yesterday. Should I be excited or should I be calm knowing that it doesn't mean anything at all.
I guess I am just anxious now. So make you bets people: when is Jordan going to be here?


Let's talk about Friday, shall we?

Posted by Tasha - The Clean Eating Mama at 11:02 AM 6 comments
Yes, the picture is true: Marc and I are married. I am now a Kaye!
And if you are reading my blog, wondering why the hell you were not informed: NO ONE knew. And we did this on purpose.
This decision was for me, Marc and Jordan - no one else. Of course we had to have witness's, so we invited Marc's grandparents and my parents.
We were planning on getting married this past late summer but when we decided to try for a baby, and succeeded, I wanted to put the brakes on the wedding idea as it would have been too much for us this year. I for one did not want to look and feel pregnant in my wedding pictures. And the thought of going to wedding planners, sampling food, cake, getting my hair done... it all seemed to overwhelming.
Marc and I have been going back and forth around the idea of marriage for the past nine months. I was very opposed of the idea of going to the Justice of the Peace and settling on a "shotgun" wedding. But the closer we were to see the 40 week point, the better the idea was actually sounding. Legally it's easier for all of us and right now I am all about making life easier!

So let us fast forward to next year:
We will be re newing our vows and having an official reception. This will be our time to celebrate with family, friends and ourselves, and planning on our much needed honeymoon. Because believe me... we were both asleep by 8 PM Friday night!
Right now Marc is still getting used to wearing his ring on his finger. He has never worn jewelry, except for the occasional watch, and it is driving him nuts! Me, I have always worn rings so this is nothing new. But when the diamonds catch light and sparkle and shine, I always catch myself looking down at it.

October will always be a busy month for us: our anniversary, my birthday and Jordan's birthday... all within a few weeks of one another.


Sunday, Sunday

Posted by Tasha - The Clean Eating Mama at 12:29 PM 0 comments
Even though Sunday's are the start of the week and the day before Monday, I really do love my Sunday's. Marc and I have a date day, plopped in front of the TV watching football, eating pizza, not caring about our showers or the fact that we are still in our pajamas at six o'clock at night.
This Sunday is no different. I woke up at my usual 6 am pee session and headed downstairs to start making my coffee. Did the dishes from the night before and relaxed for a few hours reading New Moon. I also took some banana's out of the freezer to make some banana bread to munch on during the day. Why this sudden burst of energy? Who knows... maybe I am nesting!

My mom bought me a new Pumpkin Spiced candle and between the smell of cinnamon and nutmeg from the bread and the burning of the candle, it smells quite "fallish" in our home.
I am feeling a bit better. With only 12 more days until my due date, Marc and I are doing whatever it takes to bring this baby home! I think he has dropped some as well; I am not out of breath as I reach the top of the stairs. But my stomach is still growing, let me tell you that! Let's just hope that the doc has some good news for me on Tuesday, like "WOW, you are 2 cm dilated!". Hey, a pregnant girl can wish, right?


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Happy October 1st!
I love October! Not only is it full of spookiness and fun, but October is getting fuller and fuller by the minute!
It contains numerous birthdays, including my very own. Being an October baby, I have always had a strong bond with autumn and Halloween. It is the perfect weather to snuggle inside with tea or cider, read a great book and to be perfectly okay with the fact that winter is approaching. I don't know why but I have never been a big fan summer. I guess I don't like the heat, the burns, the constant plans to do something all of the time... fall and winter are my excuse to relax for a few months. I am also very excited to share this same passion with Jordan! Not only Halloween, but the holidays in general will be full of excitement and memories. I cannot wait to start little traditions with our family for them all.
Did you hear that? I have my very own family... just the thought brings so much joy to me and fills my heart with love! Call me corny and cheesy but it is the truth.
And because of this very thought, I have been building this very strong bubble around our little world and get very annoyed when something happens to interrupt our path and plans. I guess it is m motherly instinct kicking in... maybe?

But I must do a little venting with my awwwing.
Today was a shitty day: plain and simple. Jordan has been playing in my ribs ALL day long and they are very sore. So that means I cannot sit comfortably, I have been getting hot flashes, I have zero patience and have been on the verge of crying and screaming all at the same time. With so little time left, it feels like forever.

Vent over... for now.

October is also Breast Cancer Awareness Month. I have not personally experienced breast cancer with anyone close to me but I know it effects millions of women a year. I do my part to help donate where ever I can because one day anyone of us could be next.