Wednesday, March 12, 2014

That disheartening moment post-endo visit

when you realize all your usually-miserable, incredibly high overnights are NOT incorrect basal rates:


Which means, instead, that your body chemistry was completely changed by pregnancy and now you have to start all over from scratch and figure out the new way you have to bolus for anything with fat or carbs.

Friday, March 7, 2014

And then there were two.

In case you hadn't noticed the date stamp of my previous, last post, allow me to highlight that sucker for you:

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...

Yes, friends, that would be October 9, 2013. It was shortly after my little sister's wedding in California and a family trip to "Dih-ney-lahhh!" (L was in love and would have threatened to run away to Minnie's house, if she could have conceived of the idea herself), which was followed by a whole lot of very preggo waddling, a lot of panicked prepping at work to get things settled and then, y'know, a baby:

Little W, born November 4, 2013

Despite all my VBAC studying, the little dude arrived via c-section - a story for another day - and, unlike his sister, he managed to avoid the NICU. He was a big boy (8 lbs!), and continues to be (4 months old and wearing 6 month jammies!)...so take that, HCPs who kept alluding to my diabetes whenever his size came up.



The two of them make my heart virtually explode every time I see them together. I'm filled to bursting with ooey gooey love for my kids (KIDS! PLURAL!) and am beyond grateful that I have them both. I am also shocked at how woefully unprepared I was to deal with two children under the age of 3 in the same house. OMG. If I were an octopus, I still wouldn't have enough hands to do everything that needs doing.

Hence the rather impressive neglect here. However, I returned to work a few weeks ago, W is a little older (read: nursing less often, sleeping more consistently), and I hope to get back into the swing of things. Until then, some pictures from our time apart:


Most forlorn flower girl ever!



Rockin' my Ping pre-surgery



My twentieth diaversary!




L's first time playing in snow

Two-month pediatrician appointment

Oh, these troublemakers...