January 30thEaston is doing well. He spends his days eating, sleeping, peeing through (many) outfits and cuddling with his big sister, mom and dad.
Kyla is entertaining; as always. About a month ago, Daddy told her monkeys fling their poop. Why Daddy volunteered that random piece of trivia is still a mystery, but thankfully that was pretty much all there was to the conversation. Kyla never really said anything in response to the topic, so we were hoping we were in the clear. However, about three or four days ago, Daddy found her with her hands down the back of her poopy diaper. When he asked her what she was doing and why, her response was "Monkeys do it!" We were thrilled (please note the sarcasm) she did indeed process that tiny comment. Kids do say the darndest things.
Yesterday, around 2:30, Kyla asked for a cookie. Mommy told her she couldn't have one until after nap time. Kyla then insisted it was nap time. She ran upstairs, turned on her music and closed her bedroom door. Mommy gave her about ten minutes before going up there herself (since Kyla wasn't due for a nap for another hour). When Mom get up there, she found Kyla in bed, under her blanket, with her pacifier in her mouth. Kyla had also turned on her space heater and sound machine. She also slept for three hours, which is rare anymore. Upon waking up, she marched downstairs and asked for a cookie. When Mommy looked at her sort of puzzled, Kyla reminded her it was now after nap time. All of that for one little cookie. How smart is she!?!
January 20th
Wow, so much has transpired since the beginning of last month. First off, Kyla just LOVED Christmas! She spent every day talking about Santa Claus. She was anxious to leave him treats, visit with him and open some presents. She even had fun wishing everyone a "Merry Kiss-Kiss." That was her own special way of saying "Christmas."
When Christmas day arrived, she was overwhelmed with all the presents. At first, it was fun to open them. However, it became less fun since Mom and Dad made her wait to actually play with any toys until everything was unwrapped. She pooped out towards the end and had to have some help opening the last several gifts. Kyla perked right up once she was able to start playing with everything though.
The new year came upon us quickly. It seems hard to believe a new decade has started already. We hope 2010 will be a great year for everyone. We wish you all peace, love, joy, happiness and great health.
Since the 32 week mark, I have been seeing the OB twice a week. One day for a non-stress test and a doctor visit, the other for a non-stress test, an ultrasound and a doctor visit. I was beginning to feel like I should pay rent for all the time spent there. The reason for all the visits was to monitor my gestational diabetes and keep an eye on my amniotic fluid levels. They were low, around seven to eight, since that 32 week mark.
Towards the end of my 35th week, the fluid levels fell too low. I was down to 4.5 on January 7th. That being said, the doctor sent me straight to the hospital to deliver. I was four weeks early, but everything went well. I was in labor for less than five hours. Easton Scott was born at 4:55 PM that day and weighed 5 pounds, 5 ounces. He was 18" long. He did SUPER! He didn't even need to go into the NICU, which was a huge relief for both myself and Scott. Easton lost about 10% of his body weight over the first week, but is doing fine now. He is steadily gaining weight, and he eats a little more every day. He's up to two ounces per feeding now, which is great for his size.
Easton is a great sleeper and cuddler. He is only unhappy when he has to get fully undressed or take a bath.
Kyla seems to be enjoying being a big sister. She likes to give Easton, Eas-ee as she calls him, hugs and kisses. Sometimes she also likes to help us burb him. She doesn't like to hear him cry, so she tries her best to cheer him up right away. All in all, the transition has not been as tough on her as we originally expected. It is hard for her to have to wait for us if we are busy with the baby, but she is doing as well as a two year old can be doing.
Scott received two weeks of paternity time, so that has been nice. He goes back to work tomorrow though. He will definitely be missed by all of us throughout the day.
