The teen years are going to be fun...

So here is the situation...

Lulu doesn't like to try new foods. She says she doesn't like them before she has even seen or tried them. Last summer we discovered that if we change the name of something we want her to try to a word she has never heard of, she will give it a chance. Last summer she wouldn't eat peaches, so Lee asked her if she wanted an apricot. of course she wanted an apricot.

For the past couple of months she has refused to eat pineapple. I think it is because the word "apple" is in there (which she legitimately has tried and doesn't like). So we asked her if she wanted an apricot and she did. We have done this a couple times, and it cracks Lee and I up. Last time Lee had me grab the camera. He said he wants to show it to her when she is a teenager and convinced she knows everything.


Obstinate child:

First Night Video

Thanks to Kers for taking some video. This was from the first time Lulu met Teddy, just 2 hours after he was born.

Nanny

Nanny wondered why she wasn't on the blog. Here she is.

I slept

Thanks for all of your prayers. I had a good day yesterday and good night last night. Yesterday I got removed from everything (catheter, IVs, and they even removed the port) and they let me shower. Yesterday morning we had plenty of visitors in the morning (Katie and Robyn, Papa Jerry, Nanny and Papa, the Harkers, Nana and Lulu and a smattering of hospital people to ask questions, poke, prod and check things), but I got to take a 1.5 hour nap during the afternoon. I was a new woman. Last night, Uncle Lance stopped by, as did Laine and Ben. I slept from 11:45pm-2am and 2:30-6:25am. I think I am ready for the day.

So, there are all of the details about my day, but more importantly, I think my emotions are starting to settle (not that a relapse is out of the question). I don't think I have shed a tear since the OR on Friday when they told me I had a healthy baby boy. As I type, I have a sweet little boy sleeping on my lap and a sweet bigger boy sleep on a cot next to me. Life is good and I am blessed.

And some pictures (they are limited because although I can see mt camera I cannot reach it to upload. Maybe if I remember, I will do it later.:

I can't sleep.

It is after one am. I can't sleep. I had a baby boy via c-section at 5:28pm...yep not quite eight hours ago. I am so tired and I can't sleep. I haven't slept soundly for about month. I have been fighting sleep since around eleven am. The new.baby is sleeping soundly in the nursery. Lee is.sleeping soundly on a cot.next to me. This.could.be one of the few.chances I have for awhile. Pardon all of the extra punctuation. It is the result of fat fingers, no sleep, and a small cellphone screen.

What should I do? So... I am writing to you all. Sorry to make you suffer through my insomnia.

I am not sure what to tell.you. Today went smoothly. Long day of waiting. Over the past few weeks, I have been an emotional wreck. Those of you that know me, know that I have always been prone to tears without much provocation. It got worse while pregnant with my Girl. Even worse after I had her. Even worse when I got pregnant with number two. These past couple of weeks have been a downright sobfest. I just kept mourning the loss of my.little family of three andfear of how that translates to being a family of.four.

So far, so good. Lulu had Uncle Lance there when she woke up from her nap, shebgot to come to the hospital to meet her new.brother, and gets to spend the weekend with a lot of Nanny/Nanaa time. It is probably like a little vacation from me for her. When we come home on Monday is when I think it will get tough. Prayers for a smooth (as possible) transition would be appreciated.

Hmmm. I know this is boring, but I still can't sleep. Ugh. Maybe it is the muted beep/ speak of an iv inches from my head. Maybe the iv port itself poking into my wrist. Maybe it is the blood clot preventing calf squeezers. Maybe it is the catheter. Maybe the large diaperish thing I have under my gown. Maybe it is the fact that my new cellphone has a data (aka time wasting enabling) plan. Maybe it is that I haven't eaten for thirty-plus hours. You pick.

So...here,s to hoping that you won't have to endure another post of a new mom's ramblings. Sorry to subject you to this, but thanks for suffering with me.

It's about that time...

Well kids...I am sorry that I have been a bad blogger of late. I have things to post and time to post them and no motivation. Sorry.

The biggest news is that Baby Rozeboom #2 is slated to arrive Friday at 5pm via c-section. I have been a huge balls of emotions for the past month and I don't foresee an end in sight. Sorry. At least you can't see me crying about the end of our "golden" one child era.

I am starting to get pretty stinking curious about this little person. I will keep you all updated.

Thanks for your prayers as we begin this new chapter.


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