All that has really happened is I took a shower this morning with Elijah awake rather than asleep this time, and he was totally fine and happy. Then I made up a few cookies with the delicious chocolate cookie dough we have sitting in our fridge, and the tastiness of the cookies made me happy.
Then Elijah went for 3 hours and a bit between one of his mid-day feedings, so I pulled out my sewing machine and I finally figured out how to use the thing! I bought this sewing machine the day before I went into labour, pulled it out that evening to figure it out, got tired, and put it down for another day. Then, mere hours later, my waters broke, labour was in full swing, and the rest is history. So the poor, new, pretty sewing machine has been sitting untouched on my dining room floor for nearly a month and a half.
I think I'd have pulled it out sooner if I wasn't so daunted by how long I thought it would take to figure out how to use it. It turned out to have only taken me 2 1/2 hours to learn all of the basic functions, and I now know more about sewing than I ever have. I could tell you all the parts and how to change them out, and I can even switch effortlessly between stitches.
I took some photos because I wanted to document my attempt at using my very own sewing machine.
Greyscale makes everything classier, don't you think? And besides, sewing is such a vintage thing to me that it deserves a little black and white.
I love my sewing machine. I'm so excited to have it, and even more excited to use it.
This one I didn't do in greyscale because there wasn't enough contrast for it. This is a picture of my attempt at smocking. It wasn't a serious attempt, I was just pretty excited to learn the basic principles of how smocking is accomplished and then put it into practice. When I was a baby I would wear smocked dresses my mom had made for me, and I hope to someday make smocked dresses for my own little girl(s). First I need to master basic sewing principles though.I'm pretty happy with how the pictures turned out.
I hope to be posting more pictures on my blog from now on, for a few reasons. One, then I'll have a reason to take pictures and develop my photography skills. Two, my blog will be more visually appealing with more colour on it. Three, it allows people to actually see what we've been up to rather than just reading about it, and four, because I love photog blogs. I find them so fun to read and I'm secretly jealous and want one for myself. Often pictures are my favourite part of a blog post, so why deny you readers the pleasure of looking at my sometimes laughable attempt at photography?
You can tell me when it's laughable, by the way, but I think I've been on a bit of a roll lately, not meaning to toot my own horn. Here are some cute photos I took of Elijah yesterday:
His eyes were drooping, despite the awkward position Matt was holding him in.
Believe me when I say that the relationship between droopy eyes and droopy soothers is directly proportional.
Fighting off the sleepiness because there is just so much going on.
Deciding in the end that he'd much rather be awake and smiling than sleeping and missing the action.
I **LOVE** that last photo of him, it so accurately reflects what he looks like.
So last night I had a dream that we were having another baby boy, and I was excited because it'd be like having twins (which is so funny, because with all the work one baby has been, I think I would rather pass on the whole twin thing) but then I realized that I wasn't actually pregnant yet, so they'd be more like a year apart. We were going to name this second baby boy Edmund and I'd call him Teddy or Ted for short. I actually really like the name Edmund (just for those who thought the whole Edmund thing was funny or a joke!) but once we found out Eli was a boy, Matt vetoed it. I didn't put up a fuss because I knew he was to be called Elijah anyway, but now I want to have another boy and name him Edmund so I can call him my little Teddy-bear.
Does that sound silly? And is it weird that I'm dreaming about getting pregnant pretty much immediately? It's not what I want, and can hardly be expected given our track record with getting pregnant, but it was a kind of exciting dream. Hmm. Not that it's prophetic or anything. I had a dream once that I got pregnant with twins, one boy and one girl, and I named them Graeme and Emme. I really like both of those names, but it wasn't until I was recounting the dream to Matthew when he laughed out loud at my name choice. Clearly I had award ceremonies on the mind, if I'm naming my only two kids anything that sounds like Grammy and Emmy.
And I know I'm rambling now, but I'm really big on baby names and get really excited about them. It's always the first thing I ask when someone has had a baby, and whenever I have a baby in my dreams I always know their name. I've dreamt of having babies named Cora Grace, Catherty, Elizabeth, Tommy, Graeme and Emme, and now Edmund.
Anyway, not too much else is new here. The doctor called with Eli's u/s results, but got Matt on the phone so I didn't get the full story, hence why I'm not canceling my Tuesday appointment for the results. I want to drill this guy with questions. AND I want to see if I can keep him as Eli's pediatrician after all this, rather than just going to a family doctor.
Dr. A didn't even mention the head u/s to Matt so I'm assuming it was unremarkable, until told otherwise. The bum dimple, on the other hand, went "pretty far" as Matt said. Meaning there is no bottom to it, or rather the bottom is rather far inside of him. This is increasingly worrisome for spina bifida, or at least it would be if Eli had more symptoms than a bum dimple. Dr. A said to not worry about it, given how strong Eli is, and how much movement he has with his legs, so that's what I'm trying to do. Not worry.
And like I said before. It could be spina bifida and still not be a big deal. A large number of people with the occulta form of s.b. (which is the type it would be if Eli has it) don't even know they have it because of how it doesn't affect them at all. So still normal, still healthy, still happy. PHEW. This not worrying business can be tiring sometimes. So anyway, the results are being sent off to McMaster, because that's standard procedure for this sort of thing, and they're going to call us with their own analysis of the u/s.
So after this whole s.b. scare and my dream last night of getting pregnant again soon, you can bet I'm taking my folic acid every day. Getting pregnant with Elijah was more than a little unexpected so I didn't take folic acid until I knew I was pregnant, at around 5 weeks, but the folic acid is most beneficial before you even know you're pregnant, like 0-4 weeks, or even pre-pregnancy, so I'm pretty sure I'll be taking folic acid as a safety precaution every day of my child-bearing years. Because I'm always going to wonder if maybe he wouldn't have the bum dimple if I'd been on folic acid.
Aaaand that's pretty much all that's new. I'm glad to be able to find more time to blog lately because I've missed it, even if I do mostly ramble about random things like baby names and sewing accomplishments. But hey, that's what our days are like these days, and what good is an update blog for but to keep you lovelies updated? ;)
Now I'm going to go eat dinner sooner than later as we're going to bed early in anticipation of daylight savings time and the loss of an hour of sleep that it entails. I feel like I'm hurting already.
I hope to be posting more pictures on my blog from now on, for a few reasons. One, then I'll have a reason to take pictures and develop my photography skills. Two, my blog will be more visually appealing with more colour on it. Three, it allows people to actually see what we've been up to rather than just reading about it, and four, because I love photog blogs. I find them so fun to read and I'm secretly jealous and want one for myself. Often pictures are my favourite part of a blog post, so why deny you readers the pleasure of looking at my sometimes laughable attempt at photography?
You can tell me when it's laughable, by the way, but I think I've been on a bit of a roll lately, not meaning to toot my own horn. Here are some cute photos I took of Elijah yesterday:
His eyes were drooping, despite the awkward position Matt was holding him in.
Believe me when I say that the relationship between droopy eyes and droopy soothers is directly proportional.
Fighting off the sleepiness because there is just so much going on.
Deciding in the end that he'd much rather be awake and smiling than sleeping and missing the action.I **LOVE** that last photo of him, it so accurately reflects what he looks like.
So last night I had a dream that we were having another baby boy, and I was excited because it'd be like having twins (which is so funny, because with all the work one baby has been, I think I would rather pass on the whole twin thing) but then I realized that I wasn't actually pregnant yet, so they'd be more like a year apart. We were going to name this second baby boy Edmund and I'd call him Teddy or Ted for short. I actually really like the name Edmund (just for those who thought the whole Edmund thing was funny or a joke!) but once we found out Eli was a boy, Matt vetoed it. I didn't put up a fuss because I knew he was to be called Elijah anyway, but now I want to have another boy and name him Edmund so I can call him my little Teddy-bear.
Does that sound silly? And is it weird that I'm dreaming about getting pregnant pretty much immediately? It's not what I want, and can hardly be expected given our track record with getting pregnant, but it was a kind of exciting dream. Hmm. Not that it's prophetic or anything. I had a dream once that I got pregnant with twins, one boy and one girl, and I named them Graeme and Emme. I really like both of those names, but it wasn't until I was recounting the dream to Matthew when he laughed out loud at my name choice. Clearly I had award ceremonies on the mind, if I'm naming my only two kids anything that sounds like Grammy and Emmy.
And I know I'm rambling now, but I'm really big on baby names and get really excited about them. It's always the first thing I ask when someone has had a baby, and whenever I have a baby in my dreams I always know their name. I've dreamt of having babies named Cora Grace, Catherty, Elizabeth, Tommy, Graeme and Emme, and now Edmund.
Anyway, not too much else is new here. The doctor called with Eli's u/s results, but got Matt on the phone so I didn't get the full story, hence why I'm not canceling my Tuesday appointment for the results. I want to drill this guy with questions. AND I want to see if I can keep him as Eli's pediatrician after all this, rather than just going to a family doctor.
Dr. A didn't even mention the head u/s to Matt so I'm assuming it was unremarkable, until told otherwise. The bum dimple, on the other hand, went "pretty far" as Matt said. Meaning there is no bottom to it, or rather the bottom is rather far inside of him. This is increasingly worrisome for spina bifida, or at least it would be if Eli had more symptoms than a bum dimple. Dr. A said to not worry about it, given how strong Eli is, and how much movement he has with his legs, so that's what I'm trying to do. Not worry.
And like I said before. It could be spina bifida and still not be a big deal. A large number of people with the occulta form of s.b. (which is the type it would be if Eli has it) don't even know they have it because of how it doesn't affect them at all. So still normal, still healthy, still happy. PHEW. This not worrying business can be tiring sometimes. So anyway, the results are being sent off to McMaster, because that's standard procedure for this sort of thing, and they're going to call us with their own analysis of the u/s.
So after this whole s.b. scare and my dream last night of getting pregnant again soon, you can bet I'm taking my folic acid every day. Getting pregnant with Elijah was more than a little unexpected so I didn't take folic acid until I knew I was pregnant, at around 5 weeks, but the folic acid is most beneficial before you even know you're pregnant, like 0-4 weeks, or even pre-pregnancy, so I'm pretty sure I'll be taking folic acid as a safety precaution every day of my child-bearing years. Because I'm always going to wonder if maybe he wouldn't have the bum dimple if I'd been on folic acid.
Aaaand that's pretty much all that's new. I'm glad to be able to find more time to blog lately because I've missed it, even if I do mostly ramble about random things like baby names and sewing accomplishments. But hey, that's what our days are like these days, and what good is an update blog for but to keep you lovelies updated? ;)
Now I'm going to go eat dinner sooner than later as we're going to bed early in anticipation of daylight savings time and the loss of an hour of sleep that it entails. I feel like I'm hurting already.
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