Stork'd This is what happens if you go Skinny Dipping during Adult Swim at the Gene Pool.

Well, it's been 5.5 weeks since Finn made his appearance and it feels like 5 years and a week at the same time. I was really worried about him for the first few weeks on account of his jaundice and being early and the like. He recovered from that well with some formula feeding and some sun exposure. Then I was on antibiotics that and formula fed him some more. He was so sleepy early on. At week 2 my dad came into town. Then we all got sick. The fevers, the snotty noses, the hacking coughs. I was surprised that mine only lasted a couple of days. I was really worried about Finn for a few days when I was waking up every 30 minutes to suction out his nose. Well, okay, so I wasn't waking up, I was already awake. That lasted a few days but when I started to see improvement, I was happy. Two and a half weeks later, Ingrid finally was used to my dad enough to play with him, just in time for him to leave 4 days later. My dad got home with pneumonia.

Now my dad is gone, we all feel better, and the days have been lovely. we had 3 days of 70+ degree weather and even though today it's raining, it's supposed to be warm again. Ingrid and Finn are keeping me pretty busy and what little time I'm not busy with them, I'm either knitting or trying to sleep. I should just be trying to sleep.

I've given up on exclusively breastfeeding. He's just not satisfied with it and I get NO sleep. We're doing formula at night and a little in the day. Ingrid has been really funny about the breastfeeding stuff. Yesterday she found my hand breastpump and started trying to use it on herself. Then she used it as a trumpet. Then she wanted to put my breastpads on. I got some Lilypads, the reusable silicone shields that make you not leak milk all over.

When I got the lilypads, I also stocked up on some overdue items. I got Ingrid some larger shiurts and stretchy pants. She hates jeans. I also got Finn an infant and toddler rocking chair. he's currently in it having a bottle. I have also put him in the Baby Bjorn for shopping. it's nice to have options.

I got a chance to clean the living room a bit yesterday and feel less crazy about being in here. I put almost all of Ingrid's toys in her playroom, except books and a magnetic drawing pad. She still manages to make a mess, but not a complete disaster area. 

The natives are getting restless so I have to cut this short.

This morning I went on a recon mission. I have been looking for inexpensive bed options. I popped over to Ollie's and found a twin set and a twin matress. Two beds for 450 is not so bad. The mattress only I will be putting on Ingrid's bed so that she has a filled frame, once I can get to the store to get some twin sheets. Of course, right now, we have several inches of snow on the ground and it was so slick coming back from breakfast this morning when it started dumping snow on us, that we almost ended up on the plant median turning into the housing development.It's all of about 18 degrees out there and the snow is pure powder. If we were on a hill and snowboard worthy it might be fun.

Ingrid really wanted to play in it, but I really can't risk falling right now with my bum leg and the 8 month pregnant belly, so I couldn't take her out. Peter's been busy taking care of us inside.I think she's going to be very happy with her new bed once it gets situated upstairs.

I have had really bad back pain all last night and this morning on account of my hips being out of alignment. After breakfast I came into the house, it was almost noon, and went straight upstairs, took some tylenol, put the massager on my back, and got a little nap. I wish I was with my Reiki peeps so as to get hot Reiki hands all over me.

Six weeks and counting. The really anxious pregnancy dreams have started. I remember dreaming a lot about forgetting the baby or losing her after she was born when I was pregnant with Ingrid. Last night featured Peter not coming to the hospital with me, me not being able to get a room in the labor and delivery part of the hospital, but instead in some open area near the cafeteria, someone coming and taking my baby away without me knowing because I had to go to the bathroom so bad and couldn't carry HER. The final crazy was that I actually had a girl instead of a boy and didn't notice until many hours later, which might have been because in my dream I had no idea how I got to the hospital and no recollection of giving birth at all.

Peter was gone for the first half of the week, to Phoenix, and my paranoia was ramped up. I was totally anxious about going into spontaneous labor and having no one at all I could have help me and fretting about what would happen with Ingrid if that did happen. Ingrid missed him terribly, and was crying for him a lot. Yesterday, she wanted to have lunch with daddy and was very sad when we couldn't.

Had another ultrasound yesterday. The young man has flipped into the upside down position, which pleases me and my chiropractor. We were unsure whether he was going to have an easy time of it, because my hips have been all out of whack from my knee injury and the limping that has ensued.

My body has been aching so much, and my fingernails have been brittle and my voice hoarse, so I talked to my doctor today. He was ready to not make any changes to my thyroid meds, because the level was JUST within range of the labs report of range. But, since I have done my homework, I know that Endocrinologists have a much lower acceptable level and I am well beyond that. So he doubled my dosage and I'll get some more bloodwork done  in 6 weeks. Hopefully that means I will start feeling better soon. My legs have ached so bad in the same sort of way they did before I started getting treated.

I can't wait to meet this little man and to start losing some weight and be able to thoroughly diagnose my knee and feel better. Only slightly over a month to go.