3AM

I got up to feed Jack at 12:30 and I am still awake...it's almost 3.  My dog, Chloe, has been licking herself this entire time-no joke!  It is beginning to drive me crazy.  I wonder if she does this every night and I just sleep through it?  Who knows.  I hate the feeling of not being able to sleep.  It usually means that my mind is thinking about hundreds of things all at once...wow, this licking is really driving me crazy...ok, I just moved her...maybe it will stop now.  Nope, no luck.  I think it actually got louder.  Anyways....we took down our Christmas decorations tonight and I was actually ready to see them go.  The only bad thing about it is that our Christmas tree was taking up an empty space in our living room where we desperately need chairs.  Another thing I'm realizing now is that Jack squeaks a lot in his sleep.  He is still sleeping in our room but will be moving out as soon as we get around to buying a baby monitor.  I would really like to get a video monitor for peace of mind but they are so much more expensive than regular monitors.  Any thoughts on which is better?  Is it worth the extra bucks to get a video one?  Oh wait-she stopped licking!  My apologies for the random ramblings.  I hope this insomnia thing does not become a habit.

Exercise?

 Ok Ladies, I need your help.  It has been six weeks since my c-section and I am ready to get back to the gym but I don't know whether or not I should.  I go back to the doctor this week so I'll see what he has to say then.  For the past two years Adam and I have been doing Crossfit workouts at our local gym and Adam has recently joined a crossfit gym here in town.  I, on the other hand, haven't worked out since about November.  I never though I would say this-ever-but I am really missing the exercise!  More than that, I really miss my old waist line!!  I am so tired of wearing sweats every day and can not wait to comfortably get back into my jeans.  Those of you who have had c-sections...when did you get back to it?

My First Christmas

Well I'd say that Jack had a pretty good first Christmas.  We hung out at Hammy and Papa's house all day long with family and friends.  I don't think that there was one minute that he wasn't being held by someone.  Can you blame them, look how cute he is!!  I think that he is getting cuter every day.  I kept on telling him that what I wanted to Christmas from him was a smile.  On Christmas morning he smiled twice but I'm still not completely convinced that it wasn't a gas smile because he hasn't done it since.  He did give me a beautiful necklace though, what a thoughtful baby I have!  We hope that you all had a great Christmas!  Here's to a stellar New Year!

Just Pictures

If you are wondering, we had an amazing photographer.  His name is Adam Baca and he is available for hire.  Just sayin'...

The Sing Off and Apple Cider

Adam and I just got done watching The Sing Off on TV.  We LOVE it.  We love ben folds-for one, but also we really enjoy the singing.  Somethings we do not enjoy about show are as follows:

1.  The lady judge.  I'm sure she's very knowledgeable about all things music but we just can't handle her.  She gets fast-forwarded.

2.  The costumes/outfits/clothing.  I mean really, I think the show's stylist looks at the women's body types and thinks, "Hm...what is the most unflattering outfit that I can put that woman in on national television?"  I feel so sorry for those ladies and I think if I were a contestant on the show I would give the stylist a piece of my mind.  Or at least give her a thanks but no thanks on the outfits that she chooses.  I don't pretend to be some super fashionista or anything but I for sure could do a better job than whoever dresses those poor people.

On a separate note, Adam and I have really been digging Apple Cider lately.  I found this recipe last year and have loved it ever since.  It isn't your traditional spiced cider (which I usually don't like) and it is really easy to make.  You basically just take a container of apple juice or cider from the store then add vanilla-from a vanilla bean.  Slit the bean down the middle and scrape out the vanilla then add it to the cider.  Next I grate in a little bit of whole nutmeg before tossing the whole thing in.  Finally, add a little bit of brown sugar.  Let it simmer and you instantly have some yummy cider.  

And then there were Three

I swore to myself when I started this blog that I would post about all kinds of things and not just about Jack.  I promise to post about other things in the future but as of now, our lives pretty much revolve around a sleeping, pooping, eating machine so Jack it is.  Now, I would like to tell you the story of how this little man came into the world on November 12th, 2010-five weeks early!

On Friday morning I woke up and decided that I wanted to nest.  I had been on bed rest for some time and was unable to run errands and do much around the house to get ready for baby B.  The doctor told me the previous day that I could pretty much resume my regular activities so I took that as permission to run a bunch of errands the next day.  I started off at Target, then to TJ Maxx, then to the post office and Hobby Lobby.  I came home and had an internal debate with myself-to eat lunch Or to work in the nursery.  As a nesting prego, I decided to frame a picture that I had made for the nursery and then go make some lunch.  I am sitting on the floor in the nursery losing a battle with a picture frame when I hear/feel this pop followed by uncontrollable peeing!  (again with the pee!)  Only this time it wasn't pee...it was my water breaking.  I ran to grab my phone and called Adam to tell him that my water broke.  All of this happened around 12:45.  Funny thing about when your water breaks...it's not like it breaks, gushes, and then stops..oh no!  With that said, i'll leave our ride to the hospital to your imagination.  Lets just say it involved one very large towel and a bath robe.  The funny thing is that once we got to the hospital Adam dropped me off and had to go park the car.  So I'm sitting on a bench-with my big towel-just sitting, in labor, waiting for Adam to get back so we can go have this baby.  We finally make it up to triage around 1:15.  They admit me and the nurse comes in with this litmus paper thing and tells me she's going to check to make sure my water broke.  At this point some contractions have started (uncomfortable but not too painful) and I'm thinking "lady, look at my towel and put your litmus paper away...this is happening!"  All these people keep coming in and we finally settle on the fact that I need to have a c-section because little dude is breech, the uteri, etc.  Something I knew a few months ago and was fairly prepared for.  After about an hour the mood changed quickly from la-te-da to it's go time.  Little baby boy did not like mama's contractions and his heart rate started to slow down during each one.  They wheeled me into the operating room and starting prepping me for surgery!  Yikes!  At some point I remember asking, "is this am emergency c-section" to which the nurse replied, "No, just urgent."  Really and truly all of the nurses and Doctors were amazing.  They were so calm and friendly throughout the whole thing.  The best part is that my doctor made it just in time to do the surgery.  At 3:19 our little baby came into the world.  They showed him to us for a second and then whisked him off to the NICU where he took his rightful place as MVP (most valuable preemie-thanks for that, Adam).  So..recovery, recovery, recovery, 10 days in NICU and then finally here we are..home!  Oh, I almost forgot.  How did we land on the name Jackson?  Funny thing about that...Adam and I had only about two names that we liked but truly we hadn't given it much though-we both liked Jackson the best.  Apparently when your baby comes into the NICU they really like for him to have a name.  So when the nurse asked Adam (I was still in recovery) what his name was he said, "I don't know, we both really like Jackson." to which the nurse replied.  "Oh yes, Jackson, he totally looks like a Jackson."  When they finally wheeled me down into the Nursery to see him the nurse said, "Hi, are you Jackson's mom?"  I looked at Adam and said, "I guess so!"

Jackson Craig Baca was born on November 12th, 2010 at 3:19pm weighing 5lbs 9.9oz and 18 inches long.  As of yesterday he weighs 6.2 and is 19 3/4 inches long.  Growing like a precious little weed.