Hi ladies!!
I've had a lot going on. I really don't even know where to start. Like I said I was having really bad headaches. So, the doctor put me on a medication called Depakote. The first few days I was on it, I hated it. I felt like a fish under water and my weight loss came to a complete halt. I felt super lazy and had to literally force myself to exercise. After it got in my system I guess, I had loads of energy. I power cleaned my house. Even the ceiling fans! I've been able to keep it clean since then as well. Anyway, I went a few days with out a headache so I was excited and convinced that this medicine was working. I was feeling good, I had a clean house, and I was pain free, then BAM! WORST MIGRAINE OF MY LIFE!!!! I almost had to call Dan to come home from work because it was that bad, but I only had an hour before he got home, so I was able to feed Sara and lay down with her while Samuel played quietly in his play room. I was thankful for that. The doctor gave me Norco for when the migraines got really bad, so I took one, but it didn't do anything, I took another an hour later and felt a little better. I think I just felt better because I was a loopy mess. When Dan got home I fell asleep and when I woke up the headache was gone. I absolutely hated this medication! It messed with my head! I couldn't remember anything. The day I had the migraine from hell, I had a complete break down. I was seriously afraid I was going to lose my mind and go crazy in the future if I remained on this medication. So, this past Monday I saw the doctor again. I told him I hated this medication. I hadn't lost any weight in the past weeks, even now that I'm walking 2-3 miles a day, when before I was only walking 1 (weight gain is a side affect). I couldn't remember a damn thing and that scared me. It wasn't worth it to me to go a week with lingering headaches and then a crazy huge migraine. AND THE MOOD SWINGS!!! Sweet as pie one minute, raging bitch the next! I hate feeling like that. I've been off the medication since Tuesday and I feel a little strange. I got a headache last night, but it wasn't as bad as it could have been. My memory is still fuzzy, but not like it was. Not being able to remember is really scary in my opinion. I don't like it!
Another problem that we've been having is Samuel. And the culprit, is my FIL and MIL. I've finally laid down the law thanks to the raging bitch that the depakote brought out. I used to be able to put Samuel in his room and say take a nap and like magic, he would lay down and take a nap, or just talk to himself until he fell asleep. I could take him anywhere and he was such a sweet little man who was always well behaved. He used to always clean up his toys and never complained and rarely had a fit and when he did it was quiet. I could threaten him with time out and he was quick to change his ways. Not anymore!!! He doesn't listen, he talks back, he doesn't do anything I ask, is constantly whining and crying, we took him to a restaurant with my MIL and FIL and he was a total embarrassment. A lot would say he's acting out because of Sara, no, it's my MIL'S FAULT! She would let him get away with murder if it would make him like her more. So, I've laid down the law. I told Samuel, he can't go to their house and stay the night until he starts listening and stops all this annoying whining! He's not allowed to play with Amma and Papa's iphones, ipads, computers, or TV's. AND he's not allowed to sit next to them at the dinner table. They sit on either end and Samuel sits next to Dan or me.
Here is my ranting for the above issue. My MIL has been on my last nerve and being on the depakote, I just snapped. My MIL shows no discipline what so ever with Samuel and spoils him rotten. So, when ever he comes back from staying at their house he's a complete nightmare. We went out to eat with them a few weeks back and he was being so loud at the restaurant. Was screaming and putting his feet all over the table. She didn't do a damn thing about it. Like it didn't phase her. She kept commenting that the family a few tables down kept looking at Sara. I wonder now if they were looking at Sara or if they were looking at her being a crazy grandparent. Then another time we were at our house eating dinner and Samuel likes to sit in her lap while he eats, why??? BECAUSE SHE LETS HIM DO IT AT HER HOUSE!! He's going to be 3 soon, why the heck is he sitting in her lap?! Then he always wants to sit in our lap to eat dinner. So, I made the comment that he can't sit next to her anymore if he's not going to eat his dinner, I could tell neither of them liked that, but I followed through, because I want to show them both I'm not messing around. She thinks its a little drastic that I told Samuel he can't play with their phones or ipad and all that, but she doesn't have to deal with him being whiny when he comes home and we don't allow him to play with our electronics. So, this past monday when I went to the doctor she watched Samuel and Sara. When I came home Samuel was running end to end on our couch and jumping from the coffee table to the couch. So, I asked him, "Samuel do we jump on coffee tables?" She tells me, "Oh he told me he was allowed to stand and walk on the table." WTF?! Who the hell lets their kid act like monkey on their furniture? More or less, do I look like that type of person?! This isn't the first time she's done this. We have a trellis in the back yard that Samuel likes to climb, he knows I don't like when he does it, because he can fall into the neighbors yard, so I wont let him do it. Yet when she was babysitting him, she let him climb it. Samuel told me, "Amma said I could" That's not okay. I don't want Samuel growing up thinking if she says he can then I will change my mind or not care.
ICING IN THE CAKE
Samuel's birthday is July 7th. Which is a Sunday. My MIL calls and asks if we are having his birthday on the 6th or 7th. I tell her Saturday because it's easier for other people that are invited. Her response is she isn't going to be able to make it because her friends are in town and they are putting on a concert. Party is at 2PM concert is at 8PM. REALLY?! She said she's going to be busy driving them around that day... Pfft whatever. The main reason I like to have Samuel's birthday on Saturdays is it works out for other people better. Like my Dad, he goes to church on Sunday. I have a few friends that work on Sundays, and I also have friends that use Sundays as their "family day". It was her reaction that irritated me. It was almost like she expected me to call everyone I had already invited and tell them to come on Sunday instead. I told her that she would have to figure something out, her response was she isn't going to be able to make it. Which is okay, I've been told by a couple people that they feel she hoards Samuel and because of that they get less alone time with him. So, she's going to have a big, huge, pointless, out of this world, bbq on Sunday, the 7th with all of her friends. Sometimes I feel like she does the whole "anything you can do I can do better.."
So, that ends that rant, lets get a Sara update!!!
We took her to her month appointment on the 18th and the nurse weighed her. Told me that she weighed 6lbs 12 oz. WHAT?! So, I asked that she weigh her again. She weighed her again and 9 lbs 1 oz. Still not buying it, we brought her home and weighed her with our scale and she was 10 lbs 4 oz. She's a total chunk. I had Dan weigh her the other night and she was 11 lbs 4 oz. She's been super gassy the last couple of nights. So, I sent Dan to target last night to get a mam pacifier, because that's the only kind Samuel liked and would hold on to and some nuk nipples (I still had the bottles from when Samuel was a baby). Also had him pick up some gripe water. Problem solved. There was no grunting or crying last night and she breastfed for the longest time with out a squirm. Also heard her farting up a storm last night, but it didn't seem to bother her as she slept through the night. I think those medela bottles kinda suck. It sucks I have so many of them.
I think that just about sums it up. Got our fireplace finished, just have to paint it, which we'll do this weekend. FINALLY!!!
Here are some updated photos. Our first family photo. I have an idea, the next one we take I'm going to have everyone look in all different directions, because I have no idea how to get everyone to look straight at once. And Sara, my little chunk. I need to think of a nickname for her, chunky monkey fits, but we call Samuel monkey.
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we've now had 3 nights of C sttn. Well, a min of 6 hrs straight and first feeding in the morning usually results in us going back to sleep until M wakes up. Not knowing she would sleep that well, I did my normal get things done until really late- stilo only getting about 3 hrs of sleep total. Last night, not so...took advantage of it and got almost 7 hrs straight. Days are a little busier as she eats more as a result but that's ok. Hopefully it continues!
He beat it once, he can do it again! Also it takes special people to be nurses, especially in a nursing home. I have über respect for you. Love the pics of the kids! You make some fat babies... adorable!!! 
