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Sunday, September 25, 2011
Registries
As an additional note, for those who have asked and others who may be curious,
we are registered at Target and Babies R Us.
We are asking everyone to please purchase items from the registry so that we can keep track of what we have and what we lack and avoid duplicate purchases. Every and any thing is greatly appreciated, big or small, and the Grahams thank you in advance!
Stay tuned for the latest on our journey to meeting Sophie :)
Muah ;)
Week 1: Big Girl Room
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| I'm going to frame this and put it in Sophie's room :) |
Hey guys! I'm back!
I know some of you have been wondering what happened to me, but no worries, I'm here and all is well. Have I survived the first week of motherhood?
Yes and no. I say that because Sophia is still in the NICU and I have yet to experience motherhood in its fullness :/ So far, motherhood has been great. We have been going up to the NICU every day since her birth and are loving EVERY minute of it. We love her soooo much!
Now, down to business. I have decided that it would be easier on my schedule and a bit more consistent if I post every Saturday/Sunday to summarize the week's events.
With that said, now let's talk about Sophie. After her birth, Sophia stayed on the main floor in the NICU for 4 days before moving to the "Big Girl" room on Tuesday, September 20. While she was on the floor, she was eating between 15-20 cc every feeding (every 3 hours). Once she moved to the big girl room, she was bumped up to 30 cc by bottle, NG tube (tube in her nose), or by breast. (Yes, I am breastfeeding :)) While she was on the main floor, the doctor noticed that she was a bit yellow (jaundice) and decided to place her under the photo therapy lights. |
| Our little glow worm.. She's under there somewhere.. Do you see her? |
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| Sophie's incubator |
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| Sophie's mom! |
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| Proud daddy! |
September 22: Today was the first day Sophie wore real clothes. She wore the most adorable pink and green polka dot onesie! Sophie acted like she didn't want to eat. She had a hard time nursing today and took most of her feeding by bottle. Breastfeeding is harder than feeding by bottle for babies because of how much harder they have to work. With Sophie being so small, she burns a lot of calories and has to work hard to nurse, so I guess she didn't feel like working today! lol..She is back to her birth weight today! 3 lbs, 7 ounces and should continue to pick up weight from here on out. We had a visitor come by from church and also received an unexpected package courtesy of our cousin, Charmaine, from Texas: Baby Silk!
September 23: I attempted to breastfeed again today with the MNE. Sophie was not interested once again and I am starting to think that the bottle is making her lazy. She would latch on, but only suck a few times before she stopped and started daydreaming or sleeping. She completed her feeding by bottle. Her NG tube was removed, (she no longer has problems feeding) and she is on her way to being an independent eater :)
Today she weighed 3 lbs, 6.6 oz and was dressed in the cutest white, pink, and green flowered onesie. I changed her diaper without assistance or monitoring and noticed Sophie had diaper rash. She is a poop machine!
Oh the joys of motherhood :p
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
OMG!!!!
Hey guys! I know it has been a while since I last posted, but as you can imagine, I have been EXTREMELY busy. Sophia is doing well and still in the NICU, but she is making small, but significant progress every day. WE are so proud! Since Sophia came earlier than expected, we have been trying to play catch up with the work that wasn't finished before my extended hospital stay: cleaning up the house, dusting, organizing Sophia's room, and catching up on chores that Clifton could not manage to stay on top of with his dizzying schedule during my time in the hospital. So far, so good, but the work is far from done.
When I found out I was pregnant and shared it with my coworkers at work, one of the many questions that were asked was, "Have you started getting her room together?" Every time, and I mean every time, I heard the question, my response was, "What room? She's going to be in the room with us." Funny thing, after you see such a precious and tiny miracle before your eyes, you are willing to do ANYTHING for that little person! So now--yep, you guessed it--Sophia is getting her own room! (I know 2 of my readers will get a kick out of that confession!) Clif and I are hard at work to make things perfect for our little acorn.
And I know, this is only the beginning. I can only imagine.. She's not even here yet and I'm pooped. The hard work will be worth it though. It actually serves a dual purpose since our Spring cleaning did not go as successfully as we had hoped. Now things will be easier for when we move with all the junk already out of the house.
Anyway, I will write more soon, I just had to get a post in while I had some free time. More pictures of Sophia coming soon :*
Saturday, September 17, 2011
She's here, she's here!!!!
Yaaay!!! Our little acorn is here!
Sophia was born yesterday, September 16, 2011 at 2:45 pm after 11 minutes of pushing and I don't know how many hours of labor. I will have to ask about the labor part. I attempted to go the natural route (no medicine for pain), but due to the pitocin, which was administered to initiate stronger contractions, and frustration about not dilating fast enough, I could not bear the pain nor the wait and asked for an epidural. That was by far the best decision I made that day! After sleeping only 45 minutes the night before due to contractions, I was able to sleep for about an hour or so before Sophia started descending. Delivery went smoothly, much better than either of us had envisioned and Clif was by my side every step of the way-- he even cut her umbilical cord :)
Because Sophia is so tiny, she will stay in the NICU for a couple of weeks so that she can get bigger and stronger. She is doing great so far--breathing on her own, feeding minimally from a bottle, and maintaining her temperature with assistance. Please continue to keep her in your prayers.
Sophia Marie, 3 lbs 7 oz, 16 inches
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| Sophia in the NICU.. First time I saw her eyes open! |
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| Minutes after delivery. Meeting my princess :) |
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| Daddy and Sophia in the NICU. First time he held her :) |
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Drum Roll Please.........
Ok, so here goes, the big secret (for those who don't already know).. The news Clifton and I have been waiting to share with you for a day.. or maybe two! LOL..
Sophia Marie Graham
will be making her big debut tomorrow,
will be making her big debut tomorrow,
Friday, September 16, 2011
:)
The process has already begun and we are looking forward to meeting our little acorn tomorrow. She will be delivered at 34 weeks and will be a premie so she will stay in the NICU for a couple of weeks while they monitor her progress. Please continue to pray for us as we anxiously await the arrival of our gift from God. We are rejoicing already for we know that she is in good health and strength; she just has a bit more growing to do! Stay tuned!
Picture Perfect
Hey ya'll! Once again I'm playing catch up! After a busy, yet fun-filled day yesterday, all I wanted to do was rest.. And rest I did. Now on to the fun stuff! Yesterday, the hubby and I had the opportunity to take our maternity pictures. I thank God for Steven Harper of According to Steven Photography for graciously gifting us (FREE) with the photo shoot and for the words of encouragement and wisdom he shared with us yesterday. The photo shoot will definitely be one of the most memorable days during my time here at the hospital. It was such a refreshing and heart-warming experience.
When I mentioned to the nursing staff and some others about the shoot, they thought I was joking, but I was VERY serious! Steve brought his backdrop so that we could take some pictures in the room and we were fortunate enough to have the beautiful scenery of the hospital's Serenity Garden to take some photos as well. I think the pictures are AMAZING! The most important thing to me was that we took the time to take some pictures so that we can look back and remember the journey that we took to meet our little acorn. Take a look at some of the pictures below and feel free to comment on the post as well. If you are in the Jackson, MS area, look up According to Steven Photography for a humble, hard working, and talented photographer who has a love for art and for serving the Lord. His work exudes excellence!
What do you think??
When I mentioned to the nursing staff and some others about the shoot, they thought I was joking, but I was VERY serious! Steve brought his backdrop so that we could take some pictures in the room and we were fortunate enough to have the beautiful scenery of the hospital's Serenity Garden to take some photos as well. I think the pictures are AMAZING! The most important thing to me was that we took the time to take some pictures so that we can look back and remember the journey that we took to meet our little acorn. Take a look at some of the pictures below and feel free to comment on the post as well. If you are in the Jackson, MS area, look up According to Steven Photography for a humble, hard working, and talented photographer who has a love for art and for serving the Lord. His work exudes excellence!
What do you think??
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| In the Serenity Garden. Awesome shot between the leaves! |
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| We love Sophia already! Can't wait to meet you honey! |
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Decisions, decisions, decisions
Okay so I have some news, but I am not quite ready to share it with the world yet!
Today, I had my weekly appointment with the fetal specialist--nothing out of the norm. The only difference in today's appointment was that it was a late afternoon appointment, thus Clifton was present. As such, he was able to see Sophia move and breathe during the appointment via the sonogram/ultrasound. It was wonderful!! I have been going to see the specialist either once or twice a week since I have been in the hospital and have always received a 'reassuring' fetal assessment; today was no different. Sophia is looking good! I wanted to take the opportunity to post some current pics of myself and Sophia at 8 months pregnant. Meanwhile, I will continue to ruminate on the decisions that Clifton and I will soon have to make.. Dun dun duuuunnn.. :*
P.S.-- Don't worry... I'll fill you in soon enough. Meanwhile, enjoy the pics :) Photo shoot tomorrow, more pics coming soon :D
Today, I had my weekly appointment with the fetal specialist--nothing out of the norm. The only difference in today's appointment was that it was a late afternoon appointment, thus Clifton was present. As such, he was able to see Sophia move and breathe during the appointment via the sonogram/ultrasound. It was wonderful!! I have been going to see the specialist either once or twice a week since I have been in the hospital and have always received a 'reassuring' fetal assessment; today was no different. Sophia is looking good! I wanted to take the opportunity to post some current pics of myself and Sophia at 8 months pregnant. Meanwhile, I will continue to ruminate on the decisions that Clifton and I will soon have to make.. Dun dun duuuunnn.. :*
P.S.-- Don't worry... I'll fill you in soon enough. Meanwhile, enjoy the pics :) Photo shoot tomorrow, more pics coming soon :D
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| 8 months preggo with my island moo moo on! |
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| Still 8 months, good shot of the new do too :) |
Monday, September 12, 2011
Man, I Feel Like a Woman!
So, as you can see, I didn't quite make it back to the blog to finish up with yesterday's or Saturdays events. At this point, I would just like to say a few thank you's to the people that made these past few days a bit more bearable :) Of course, I have to start with my husband, Clifton, before I name any other names or I'd never hear the end of it... All jokes aside, throughout the time that I have been hospitalized, he has been such a wonderful help and support, as well as a great servant (inside joke)! Lol.. I really can't put into words the respect, appreciation, and adoration I feel towards him now more than ever before. Between working a full time job, going to school, being a committed member of Phi Beta Sigma, Inc., serving as a faithful musician and son at our church, being a devoted husband, and trying to rest, his plate is more than full; yet, he has been steadfast and consistent every step of the way, with only minimal murmuring. Clifton, if you read the blog like you say you do (joking), just know that I love and appreciate you so much. I'm sure you know already since I tell you every chance I get, but I don't take it lightly that I have a man like you as my husband, friend, head of our household, and father to our children. I can't wait for Sophia to meet you.. The thought of that fast approaching meeting never fails to bring a smile to my face :)
As for the others that are on my list of thank you's--I know Clif is a hard act to follow, but know that the time that you spent with me this week meant a lot to me. I'm starting my third week here in room 4317, so seeing new faces always helps to make the time go by faster. To Trudy, Chelsea, Siedah, Yavette, and Elder Harris, I appreciate your sacrifice to not only come see about me, but to make sure that I have what I need to make my stay here more comfortable. It was good seeing the face of two classmates that I had not seen in a LONG time (really, we just graduated in 2010, but still..). In my defense, when you are used to seeing people every day and then don't see them for a little bit over a year, that's a long time in my book! Even with the lengthy absence, it was just like old times... We laughed, poked fun at each other, and had a good time catching up with the current happenings in each others lives. I really did enjoy that time and am glad to see two friends doing well and living out their dreams while keeping God first. That's what it's all about :)
Okay, now for some news that is exciting for me :D ---> I did my hair today! Thanks to the hubby and Elder Harris, today is the first day that I was able to wash my hair and shave my legs since about the 2nd week of August. In preparation for our maternity pictures, moved to Wednesday due to other conflicts, I was eager to try a new, yet old hairstyle. When my sister and I were younger, my mother would put what she called, 'knubbies', known today as bantu knots or china bumps, in our hair. I always thought that it made us look like dinosaurs .. he he he.. but hey, I wanted to give it a shot anyway. Any who, today was my day to experiment and boy did I have a blast! I set up my makeshift salon in the bathroom and prepared my station. Hair products lining the sink and vanity area, I pulled my wheelchair up to use as the salon chair, and sat down to begin the adventure. I had my Miss Jessie's Curly Pudding, Kinky Curly Knot Today Leave-In Conditioner for detangling, my wide tooth comb, and my bobby pins ready to go and I was almost ready to start styling my fro. I set up my impromptu entertainment system with the help of my iPod and MacBook and navigated to Netflix to finish watching The Glades, which I began watching earlier last week. I was now ready to begin styling my natural tresses. Four hours and 4 episodes later, the adventure came to an end and I was enjoying the finished product. Normally, I would not be so happy after standing in a bathroom doing my hair for 4 hours, but I actually enjoyed myself this time around, not only because I was sitting down, but because I felt like a woman again. It had been nearly 3 weeks since I was able to do any self grooming besides taking a shower, and it felt good to take care of myself like I did today.
Like my post this weekend made mention of, it's always good to slow down and enjoy the simple things. I was able to wash my hair, shave my legs, enjoy some new body wash, and put on mascara for the first time in a long time and I don't take that lightly. Take a glance below and check out the style I am so proud of. I am not sure if I will keep it coiled and pinned for the photo shoot, or if I will unravel the knots and have a fuller style for the photo shoot. Decisions, decisions, what do you think?? Leave your comments below.
Man, I feel like a woman! Now.. what to do about those eyebrows! :p
As for the others that are on my list of thank you's--I know Clif is a hard act to follow, but know that the time that you spent with me this week meant a lot to me. I'm starting my third week here in room 4317, so seeing new faces always helps to make the time go by faster. To Trudy, Chelsea, Siedah, Yavette, and Elder Harris, I appreciate your sacrifice to not only come see about me, but to make sure that I have what I need to make my stay here more comfortable. It was good seeing the face of two classmates that I had not seen in a LONG time (really, we just graduated in 2010, but still..). In my defense, when you are used to seeing people every day and then don't see them for a little bit over a year, that's a long time in my book! Even with the lengthy absence, it was just like old times... We laughed, poked fun at each other, and had a good time catching up with the current happenings in each others lives. I really did enjoy that time and am glad to see two friends doing well and living out their dreams while keeping God first. That's what it's all about :)
Okay, now for some news that is exciting for me :D ---> I did my hair today! Thanks to the hubby and Elder Harris, today is the first day that I was able to wash my hair and shave my legs since about the 2nd week of August. In preparation for our maternity pictures, moved to Wednesday due to other conflicts, I was eager to try a new, yet old hairstyle. When my sister and I were younger, my mother would put what she called, 'knubbies', known today as bantu knots or china bumps, in our hair. I always thought that it made us look like dinosaurs .. he he he.. but hey, I wanted to give it a shot anyway. Any who, today was my day to experiment and boy did I have a blast! I set up my makeshift salon in the bathroom and prepared my station. Hair products lining the sink and vanity area, I pulled my wheelchair up to use as the salon chair, and sat down to begin the adventure. I had my Miss Jessie's Curly Pudding, Kinky Curly Knot Today Leave-In Conditioner for detangling, my wide tooth comb, and my bobby pins ready to go and I was almost ready to start styling my fro. I set up my impromptu entertainment system with the help of my iPod and MacBook and navigated to Netflix to finish watching The Glades, which I began watching earlier last week. I was now ready to begin styling my natural tresses. Four hours and 4 episodes later, the adventure came to an end and I was enjoying the finished product. Normally, I would not be so happy after standing in a bathroom doing my hair for 4 hours, but I actually enjoyed myself this time around, not only because I was sitting down, but because I felt like a woman again. It had been nearly 3 weeks since I was able to do any self grooming besides taking a shower, and it felt good to take care of myself like I did today.
Like my post this weekend made mention of, it's always good to slow down and enjoy the simple things. I was able to wash my hair, shave my legs, enjoy some new body wash, and put on mascara for the first time in a long time and I don't take that lightly. Take a glance below and check out the style I am so proud of. I am not sure if I will keep it coiled and pinned for the photo shoot, or if I will unravel the knots and have a fuller style for the photo shoot. Decisions, decisions, what do you think?? Leave your comments below.
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| Fierce! |
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| and again.. I'm just a natural huh?! |
Man, I feel like a woman! Now.. what to do about those eyebrows! :p
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Appreciation of and for Life
Good day readers! As we all sit and reflect on this day in our nation's history, I wanted to share a post that I recently posted to my Facebook account:
I'll be back to write more later. I wanted to be sure to get that out while it was fresh on my mind.
Thinking about my little acorn, Sophia.. On a day that thousands of lives were lost and families shaken, broken, and devastated, I pray for those families, while at the same time thanking God for the opportunity that lies ahead to start a family of my own.
With each passing day, God give me a greater appreciation of and for life--9/11/01, gone but never forgotten. ♥As I pondered the meaning and implications of this post and thanked God for the inspiration to write it, I had to go back and add the italicized portion. Not only do I want to appreciate (be thankful for and show gratitude) for life, but I also want my life to appreciate (increase in value) as I mature day by day and year by year. As I think about it, if my life is not appreciating in value, then I am in a stagnant/stuck place, and my life, by default, is depreciating in value.... Just something to give some thought to. If given the opportunity, this is the word of encouragement I would give to those who lost loved ones on this day 10 years ago. I would remind them that because of what took place on this day in history, they should not only have a greater appreciation of life and for the time they had to spend with their loved ones, but they should make sure that their lives continue to appreciate while they are here on this earth to honor the memory of those they lost and to continue to bring glory to God.
I'll be back to write more later. I wanted to be sure to get that out while it was fresh on my mind.
Friday, September 9, 2011
The Simple Things
Hola! As you can see, that is if you pay close attention to my posts, this post comes earlier in the day than my normal time. Why, you ask? No reason really, just felt like doing some writing.. :) Today has been a day much like the past 14 days I have been here at Baptist. I had the opportunity to do something today that I have not done much of in the past 5 or 6 years--read for pleasure. Ever since being admitted to Jackson State University as an undergraduate student in Fall 2004, I had forgotten how much fun it could be to snuggle up and read a good book. Being in this room with few opportunities to escape, I realized that reading a well-written book could provide a moment for my mind to journey to different places though my physical location remains the same. I was reminded of the simple things I used to enjoy.
Since I didn't write yesterday, I will fill you in as to how a chance to enjoy the simple things presented itself. At about 12 PM yesterday, I received a text from one of my coworkers, letting me know that she and the other SLP would come by to visit around 3:15. Being that I had been lounging around all day, I figured that it would be best to get up and get moving so that I could be alert when they arrived. That was the plan, but it did not go into effect until about 2:45--I was intent on watching the tennis match that I had started all the way to match point, in addition to the fact that Sophie was still being monitored rendering me immobile. Finally, after the match was over and monitors removed, I scurried into the bathroom to get showered and to make myself presentable for my soon arriving guests. They arrived just as they said, one a few minutes before the other, goodies in hand. The day prior to their visit, they asked me if I needed anything and the only two things I could think of were more apple juice and a good read.
To my surprise, when my first guest walked in, she had in hand a beautiful arrangement of purple and gold Chrysanthemums and a card signed by my coworkers with a special surprise inside. I commented on how beautiful my flowers were and thanked her so much for my unexpected gifts. As we sat down to chat, she informed me that they had collected money at the school for our family to help with some of our expenses since being in the hospital. I was more than grateful at this point. I have only been at my job for a year and began my second year in August. I was overwhelmed by the amount of love and well wishes that were sent our way after being such a 'newbie'. It's funny how many times I've been on the opposite end-signing cards, giving money, saying prayers, etc. for coworkers, friends, family and the like who have come upon hard or unnerving times-but to be on the receiving end was quite humbling.
A few minutes later, my next guest arrived bearing more gifts--apple juice and a good read--just as I requested. After a brief synopsis of the four books, I settled on two: "A Lineage of Grace" by Francine Rivers and "Life is So Good" by George Dawson and Richard Glaubman. I had never heard of either book or author before definitely making it more of an adventure and getaway for me. Once I made my selections, I was eager to begin reading. I am pleased to say that I have started reading "A Lineage of Grace" and so far so good.
After my guests left, my two nurses for the day Amanda and Sarah took me on a wonderful outing. It was the longest that I had stayed out of the room and it was awesome! We went down to the Serenity Garden and stayed there for about 45 minutes, listening to the water, laughing, and chatting about a myriad of topics. At my request, our next stop was the hospital chapel. To my amazement, the chapel was just like a mini sanctuary. I expected to walk into a bland room with chairs, soft music, a bible, and a plaque/picture bearing some scriptural reference, but I was wrong. There were two chairs set up in the front to the left of the pulpit and an organ or piano on the right. The only thing missing was a drum set. Flowing from the pulpit were 5 rows of pews separated by a an aisle big enough for my wheelchair to comfortably roll down. It was beautiful. I observed the service times and grabbed a newsletter and sat for a few minutes while my nurses wrote a prayer request in the book for Sophia and I. I was glad that I asked to see it--and vowed that I would be back.
Once our field trip was over, my nurses brought me back to my room to prepare for my next appointment--Infant CPR class at the hospital! I quickly changed into the clothes I was admitted in and was wheeled downstairs for class, secretly hoping it would be an opportunity for me to socialize with other expectant moms. The class provided no such opportunity and I was a bit disappointed, but glad I attended nonetheless. It was all business, no introductions or icebreaker, and once it was over, the attendees hustled out the door. Bummer! All in all I can't complain, the day provided me with many opportunities to enjoy the simple things--experiencing the outdoors, hearing the sound of water flow in the Serenity Garden, reading for pleasure, having simple conversation with strangers, feeling the sun's warm rays, and visiting a place in good health that many go to say their last prayers or plead for the lives of their loved ones. Sometimes it's good to slow down and enjoy the simple things.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Back to Business
As I spoke over today in yesterday's blog, today was going to be wonderful Wednesday, and it was. The only variable that made today different than yesterday-ATTITUDE. I came to grips with what I tried to fight with yesterday and realized that I should be making the most of my time here and continue to seek God about the purpose of this time, other than resting so that Sophia can mature safely, and the other things I could be exploring while I'm here. Truth be told, if I had not been in the situation I am in, I would never have started this blog :) When I say that today was not much different than yesterday, I do literally mean that. Let me explain...
Once again, following my pattern over the past few days, I did not get to sleep until about 2:45 or 3 o'clock this morning. It was almost like I was reliving yesterday when a nurse came in, this time at 5 o'clock, to draw my blood. Oh how I wanted to let her know what was on my mind and fuss about the lack of coordination among the staff--BUT I held my peace. I informed her that I had my blood drawn yesterday and she proceeded to ask me if I knew what it was for. I politely told her that I didn't know, while I kept my head tightly tucked under the covers, eyes shut, and stuck my arm out for the needle. I was determined that once she left, I would go back to sleep peacefully, since I had failed to do so the day before. And I did. After sleeping peacefully for a few hours, I woke up at 9 a.m. to take my morning meds and ate my breakfast which had been waiting for me, this time, at the foot of my bed. I was monitored (check of fetal heartbeat and contractions) earlier today, and afterwards got up and got moving for the day. After I got showered and dressed, I made my way over to my drs office, in my wheelchair of course, with the help of my nurse to pick up some paperwork and then quickly returned back to my room. After settling in and reviewing the paperwork, a handsome visitor walked through the door- it was Clifton! And boy was he fine!
At that moment, my face lit up and I felt like the luckiest woman in the world! For those who don't know, Clifton is a proud member of Phi Beta Sigma, Inc. As such, every Wednesday they are asked to dress up and he certainly did that today! He looked sooo good ya'll! :) But ok, on with the story... We chatted for a few minutes and I enjoyed hearing about Clifton's day at school and just having my sweetie there with me. Before Clifton left, we talked about a possible maternity photo shoot before Sophia makes her big debut. When I mentioned the idea, Clifton smirked and said, 'Girl, you don't even have a belly!', to which I responded, 'I know, but it would still be nice to capture the belly that I do have. We don't know when she's gonna make her grand appearance and I want to remember this time.' He agreed and we made plans for pictures to be taken as soon as possible. I am very excited about the photo shoot and had already obtained consent from my doctor, so everything is good to go! Now, I have to figure out what we're gonna wear and what to do with my hair, if anything. We are going to take a few shots in my room and then go down to the hospital's serenity garden to finish up the shoot.. I am ecstatic and ready to work it! :p..
Until tomorrow,
Goodnight ;)
Once again, following my pattern over the past few days, I did not get to sleep until about 2:45 or 3 o'clock this morning. It was almost like I was reliving yesterday when a nurse came in, this time at 5 o'clock, to draw my blood. Oh how I wanted to let her know what was on my mind and fuss about the lack of coordination among the staff--BUT I held my peace. I informed her that I had my blood drawn yesterday and she proceeded to ask me if I knew what it was for. I politely told her that I didn't know, while I kept my head tightly tucked under the covers, eyes shut, and stuck my arm out for the needle. I was determined that once she left, I would go back to sleep peacefully, since I had failed to do so the day before. And I did. After sleeping peacefully for a few hours, I woke up at 9 a.m. to take my morning meds and ate my breakfast which had been waiting for me, this time, at the foot of my bed. I was monitored (check of fetal heartbeat and contractions) earlier today, and afterwards got up and got moving for the day. After I got showered and dressed, I made my way over to my drs office, in my wheelchair of course, with the help of my nurse to pick up some paperwork and then quickly returned back to my room. After settling in and reviewing the paperwork, a handsome visitor walked through the door- it was Clifton! And boy was he fine!
At that moment, my face lit up and I felt like the luckiest woman in the world! For those who don't know, Clifton is a proud member of Phi Beta Sigma, Inc. As such, every Wednesday they are asked to dress up and he certainly did that today! He looked sooo good ya'll! :) But ok, on with the story... We chatted for a few minutes and I enjoyed hearing about Clifton's day at school and just having my sweetie there with me. Before Clifton left, we talked about a possible maternity photo shoot before Sophia makes her big debut. When I mentioned the idea, Clifton smirked and said, 'Girl, you don't even have a belly!', to which I responded, 'I know, but it would still be nice to capture the belly that I do have. We don't know when she's gonna make her grand appearance and I want to remember this time.' He agreed and we made plans for pictures to be taken as soon as possible. I am very excited about the photo shoot and had already obtained consent from my doctor, so everything is good to go! Now, I have to figure out what we're gonna wear and what to do with my hair, if anything. We are going to take a few shots in my room and then go down to the hospital's serenity garden to finish up the shoot.. I am ecstatic and ready to work it! :p..
Until tomorrow,
Goodnight ;)
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Trying Tuesday
Well, as you can see I have waited until close to the midnight hour to write today's post... Today has been a day to say the least. I want this blog to not only be a presentation of the good days, but also the rough days on this journey towards motherhood-and today was a rough one. Once again, I did not fall asleep until about 2:45 or 3 this morning. I was sleepy, yet restless, and could not seem to find a comfortable position to rest.
A few hours later, the aide came in to take me to see the specialist and I returned within the hour with a good report :). Sophia is in head down position ready for delivery and still cooking. He stated that the observations from today's ultrasound were 'reassuring' and I was more than happy to hear that :). Upon returning from my appointment, I ate lunch and surfed the internet for a bit, reading and catching up on the latest news and such. It was not until around 3:30 or 4 pm that I was able to catch a few more hours of uninterrupted shut eye. By a few hours, I literally mean a few (2), but it was better than nothing. (Actually, now that I think about it, it was interrupted, by my doctor, but I quickly shooed him away so that I could continue with my slumber.) In any event, I woke up again at 6 p.m. to have my temperature and blood pressure checked again and stayed up to eat dinner, watch tv, and ruminate on my current situation and its purpose.
As the hours passed, I regretted not getting up and moving about, but could not find the strength, nor the desire to do so. I called Clif to see what he was up to and waited on him to stop by after work. I figured that seeing his face was sure to be a happy ending to an otherwise somber day--I was wrong, well, somewhat. Interestingly enough, I was relieved when I saw him and felt as though I could release all of the day's weight; however, it was not the happy, joyful encounter I had envisioned. When I saw him, I immediately sat up and gave him a hug, not wanting to ever let go, and then I followed him over to the couch so that we could sit closely. He told me about his day and caught me up on the day's events and noticed that I did not seem like myself. Normally, I am gregarious Germaine, but tonight I seemed mored like somber Sally. He knew that something was wrong. My big teddy bear, as I often call him, always knows what to say and how to encourage me, yet, this time, though encouraged and alleviated from the worries and stresses of the day, after talking to him all I could do was cry. As soon as I opened my mouth to tell him what was wrong and how I was feeling, I was a mess.. a big cry baby.. but yet, it felt good to release. As soon as he left, I balled again and finally pulled myself together. Just like he said, I have to be strong for Sophia and remind myself that the time that I am spending here is not for me, but for her. I am learning how to sacrifice and be selfless in this process. And in his words, 'So when Sophia comes out, she can't say that you never did anything for her! lol..' He's the best, always gotta try and make me laugh! :)
The entire time I have been here on bed rest (11 days), I have been strong, positive, joyful, etc., yet, today, I let those feelings elude me and sullen, sad feelings invade my spirit. Thank God that tomorrow is a new day, and even before it gets here that I have encouraged myself and been encouraged, and that I know there is purpose in this place that I am in now. Now, troubled.. or should I say, trying Tuesday, make way for Wonderful Wednesday! :)
Be blessed and encouraged :* (kiss)
GG and Sophie
Please note: Although I am 8 months pregnant, my stomach is about the size of a person who is about 4 or 5 months pregnant, if that. My discomfort could not, in my opinion, be attributed to my growing belly...Now, back to the story.. Once I finally got in a comfortable position, I had the usual bathroom run and settled in for bed, only to be woken up at 5:45 in the morning to have blood drawn! (Who does that???) Once the nurse entered my room and informed me of her plans, I grudgingly obliged and prepared to have my blood drawn. I tried not to let myself come to a place of alertness; however, once all of the lights in the room were on and the nurse had to wait on another tube to be brought in because the one she was using would not take my blood, I could not help but be fully alert! After she left, naturally, it was hard for me to go back to sleep for a while. I stayed up long enough to watch the morning news twice--once at 6 o'clock and again and 7--and finally dozed off to sleep. That sleep was short-lived; however, as the day nurse came in around 9:30 to introduce herself and do my morning temperature and blood pressure check. From here on out, I was up for the day.
A few hours later, the aide came in to take me to see the specialist and I returned within the hour with a good report :). Sophia is in head down position ready for delivery and still cooking. He stated that the observations from today's ultrasound were 'reassuring' and I was more than happy to hear that :). Upon returning from my appointment, I ate lunch and surfed the internet for a bit, reading and catching up on the latest news and such. It was not until around 3:30 or 4 pm that I was able to catch a few more hours of uninterrupted shut eye. By a few hours, I literally mean a few (2), but it was better than nothing. (Actually, now that I think about it, it was interrupted, by my doctor, but I quickly shooed him away so that I could continue with my slumber.) In any event, I woke up again at 6 p.m. to have my temperature and blood pressure checked again and stayed up to eat dinner, watch tv, and ruminate on my current situation and its purpose.
As the hours passed, I regretted not getting up and moving about, but could not find the strength, nor the desire to do so. I called Clif to see what he was up to and waited on him to stop by after work. I figured that seeing his face was sure to be a happy ending to an otherwise somber day--I was wrong, well, somewhat. Interestingly enough, I was relieved when I saw him and felt as though I could release all of the day's weight; however, it was not the happy, joyful encounter I had envisioned. When I saw him, I immediately sat up and gave him a hug, not wanting to ever let go, and then I followed him over to the couch so that we could sit closely. He told me about his day and caught me up on the day's events and noticed that I did not seem like myself. Normally, I am gregarious Germaine, but tonight I seemed mored like somber Sally. He knew that something was wrong. My big teddy bear, as I often call him, always knows what to say and how to encourage me, yet, this time, though encouraged and alleviated from the worries and stresses of the day, after talking to him all I could do was cry. As soon as I opened my mouth to tell him what was wrong and how I was feeling, I was a mess.. a big cry baby.. but yet, it felt good to release. As soon as he left, I balled again and finally pulled myself together. Just like he said, I have to be strong for Sophia and remind myself that the time that I am spending here is not for me, but for her. I am learning how to sacrifice and be selfless in this process. And in his words, 'So when Sophia comes out, she can't say that you never did anything for her! lol..' He's the best, always gotta try and make me laugh! :)
The entire time I have been here on bed rest (11 days), I have been strong, positive, joyful, etc., yet, today, I let those feelings elude me and sullen, sad feelings invade my spirit. Thank God that tomorrow is a new day, and even before it gets here that I have encouraged myself and been encouraged, and that I know there is purpose in this place that I am in now. Now, troubled.. or should I say, trying Tuesday, make way for Wonderful Wednesday! :)
Be blessed and encouraged :* (kiss)
GG and Sophie
Beginning, Broken Board, and Bellyache!
(*This post was to be posted yesterday; however, due to internet difficulties, it was not.)
9/5/11
Well,
today is Labor Day and I actually woke up this morning wondering if today would
be the day that I went into labor.. I am quite pleased to say that I did not,
though I am more than ready and willing to leave this hospital. I will continue
to be patient though as I understand the importance and significance of my time
here for both myself and Sophie.. In my mind, I thought today would be a rather
uneventful day, though I should have known better since Clifton had the day
off. This was guaranteed to be a day of laughter.
It
started off like any other day. I awoke to my breakfast tray beside my bed,
though I did not wake up on my own terms. Being that I didn't fall asleep until
2 this morning, I thought that I would sleep later than I normally do, but that
was not the case. Around 9:30, the housekeeper, Ms. Naomi knocked on the door
to clean the room. I pretended as though I didn't hear the knocks, hoping that
she would peek in and see that I was sound asleep; however, Clifton responded
to her knocks and told her to come in. I bet he regretted that after she came
in and TURNED ALL THE LIGHTS ON! lmbo.. Feeling as though I was asleep under
stadium lights or under a spotlight, I figured I may as well get up and get
moving since there was no more zz's to be had. After a casual good morning
conversation with Ms. Naomi, I ate my breakfast and prepared to be put on the
monitors to hear my little acorn's heartbeat. I'm guessing Clifton had the same
thoughts going through his mind as he too got up and got moving for the day. He
left for a few hours to run the errands that I normally would (paying rent,
making deposits, etc.) and to check on the apartment while Sophie and I
remained under hospital arrest.
Upon
Clifton's return, we took turns allowing the television to watch us while we
took our afternoon naps--mine a little shorter than his. As I waited for Mr.
Graham to awake from his slumber, I enjoyed watching the US Open, counting
Sophia's kicks/hiccups (not sure which), and searching for a convertible
crib/nursery set online. As Clifton continued to rest, my day nurse, Anna,
brought in my dinner tray. On tonight's menu, turkey spaghetti (also known as
chicken tetrazini, turnip greens (spinach), escalloped apples (nasty!),
cornbread, tossed salad, cheesecake with cherry top, milk, and iced tea. I knew
that Clifton would be awake soon. After last week's Monday night dinner, the
cheesecake was all the rave! He patiently waited all week to have cheesecake
again and even stayed later than he wanted to at the hospital today just so he
could enjoy his highly anticipated Monday night sweet-though he had talked
about leaving hours before dinner arrived. Once awake, Clifton inhaled the
cheesecake only to say that the one last week was better! Too funny.. I decided
that this would be a good time to leave the room on an outing since I had
stayed in most of the day yesterday minus a brief snack run.
Broken Board and Bellyache
As
Clifton and I prepared to leave the room for our journey, I walked over to the
wheelchair to take my seat. (For those who don't know, I am allowed to leave
the room, by wheelchair only, twice a day accompanied by a hospital aide or
visitor). As I took my seat, I could not have anticipated the bellyaching
laughter that was in store. As I lowered myself into the chair, my elbow banged
against my dry erase board, sending it crashing to the floor in 2 different
pieces, scattering the marker and cloth that rested on it. Clifton laughed and
asked me how I did it, and I quickly explained. The bellyaching laughter was
yet to begin.. Clifton picked up the pieces and attempted to put the board back
on the wall and did so somewhat successfully. I was not pleased with his effort
and decided to do some fixing of my own. Clifton set the towel on top of the
DVD player and the marker on top of the board afraid to put anything on the
unstable board. I just knew I could set everything back to its original state
and location. In my know-it-all tone, I told him that it was an easy fix and
latched the tray on to the bottom of the board. I proceeded to grab the marker
and subsequently lay it on the tray and splat--both the marker and the tray
crashed to the ground--immediate laughter and tears ensued! All Clifton could
do was laugh, shake his head, and say, 'I told you' as I continued to laugh for
the next 5-10 minutes. I continued to laugh and grab my tummy as he pushed me
out of the room and down the hall to the elevators to begin our outing.
Beginning
When
we returned from our journey to the cafeteria, I returned a phone call from a
church member, Trudy. On our last date, the Friday before I checked into
L&D, she told me that her daughter, Chelsea, would be joining her first
soccer team soon. I was ecstatic! As a former soccer player, it always brings a
smile to my face to hear of a young child showing interest in playing
soccer-it's a great sport! Trudy, Chelsea, and Chris came to see me last week
and Chelsea and I talked about her impending soccer career. I let her know that
the Jackson State Women's Soccer team (GO JSU TIGERS) recently started their
soccer season and would love to meet a beginner like her. Chelsea could go out
there and meet some professional college soccer players, possibly be a ball
girl, and maybe even get a few autographs! Chelsea's smile spread from ear to
ear and her eyes grew bright! She squealed, 'They want to meet me? A beginner?'
And I said yup, as she sat giddy with excitement and pleasantly surprised.
During today's conversation,
Trudy informed me that they would be going to the store to buy Chelsea's first
pair of cleats, her shinguards, and her first soccer ball. I just had to
include it as part of the blog after their visit last week. I asked Trudy to
take pics and possible some video so that I could write about it and include
Chelsea's beginning as part of today's blog. Here are some pictures of a
possible soccer star at the very beginning of her career:
Pics
coming soon :)
Sunday, September 4, 2011
5 Smiling Faces
Today has been a wonderful day of rest and encouragement! When I woke up this morning, there was a nervous excitement and restlessness within me because of all that I knew would happen today. The ministry that I have been a member of since last June, Destiny Fulfillment Center (www.destinyfc.org, www.facebook.com/destinyfc--gotta put a plug in for the ministry :)), was transitioning to a new place and a new time, not only naturally, but spiritually.
Today's service meant so much to me, even though I could not physically be there, because it was the repositioning and visible manifestation of the work that had been going on inwardly in so many of the members since last year. It was like a relaunching of Destiny all over again as had been celebrated back in February. We had several special visitors today- our Apostolic Bishop, Anthony B. Johnson, ministered the word, a minister from our sister church led praise and worship, and several other familiar faces were there to support and celebrate what God is doing in Jackson.
After service, Clifton called to let me know that he was on the way and would be bringing some special visitors with him. This was not a surprise to me as I had already told the visitors they had to come see me after church, but that did not take away from the specialness of the moment. Though I knew the visitors were coming, there was one surprise visitor that snuck in with those that were expected- Yaya! :) It was so good to see all of the girls, back from the extended summer vacation that college students so readily enjoy, and it was even better that they had all gone to church that morning! They came in with the anticipated stories about service and Bishop Johnson that I had already envisioned- the big words, lost moments, and of course, the singing :). Oh how I miss opportunities to see my Bishop in action! lol..
Though my visitors didn't stay long, they brought some much needed sunshine and excitement to a day that had otherwise been mundane and dreary (outside). Thanks to the lunch staff at the hospital, I was able to share a sweet treat with them as they departed to go to the Sunday fellowship--strawberry shortcake--which the four girls quickly devoured as they walked out the door.
Today's service meant so much to me, even though I could not physically be there, because it was the repositioning and visible manifestation of the work that had been going on inwardly in so many of the members since last year. It was like a relaunching of Destiny all over again as had been celebrated back in February. We had several special visitors today- our Apostolic Bishop, Anthony B. Johnson, ministered the word, a minister from our sister church led praise and worship, and several other familiar faces were there to support and celebrate what God is doing in Jackson.
After service, Clifton called to let me know that he was on the way and would be bringing some special visitors with him. This was not a surprise to me as I had already told the visitors they had to come see me after church, but that did not take away from the specialness of the moment. Though I knew the visitors were coming, there was one surprise visitor that snuck in with those that were expected- Yaya! :) It was so good to see all of the girls, back from the extended summer vacation that college students so readily enjoy, and it was even better that they had all gone to church that morning! They came in with the anticipated stories about service and Bishop Johnson that I had already envisioned- the big words, lost moments, and of course, the singing :). Oh how I miss opportunities to see my Bishop in action! lol..
Though my visitors didn't stay long, they brought some much needed sunshine and excitement to a day that had otherwise been mundane and dreary (outside). Thanks to the lunch staff at the hospital, I was able to share a sweet treat with them as they departed to go to the Sunday fellowship--strawberry shortcake--which the four girls quickly devoured as they walked out the door.
The 5 Smiling Faces
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| L to R: Clif, me + Sophia-not pictured :), Eka, Sherrell, YaYa, and Mojo :) |
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Playing Catch Up!
So, being as though I am 8 months into the pregnancy, and Clifton and I have been married for 3 years, I have quite a bit of catching up to do! I have been going back and forth all day about how to organize this blog.. I didn't think that it would be this mind boggling, but like every thing I do, I want it to be excellent.
As I continue to ponder the organization and layout of the blog, I will update you on the past week's events.
8/26-27/11
Sometime Friday night/early Saturday morning, unbeknownst to me, my water broke! As I normally do, I woke up to use the restroom during the night and noticed I had a wet spot on my bed (no this is not the norm); however, I thought that on this occasion I had wet the bed. I simply cleaned it up and went back to sleep.
8/27/11
I woke up Saturday morning feeling fine and packed Clifton's lunch for work. While in the kitchen, another small drip of 'pee' came down my leg. I hurried to the bathroom, thinking that I had to use it, even though I didn't have the urge to. When I told Clifton about the incident, he gave me a crazy look and said, "Woman, you can't feel when you have to pee?" I told him that it didn't feel like when I have to use the bathroom and let him know that I would call the doctor later that day. Clifton made an interesting comment following that announcement.. "Didn't they say this was normal during one of the classes we went to?", he said. To which I replied, "Hmmm.. Umm, I don't think so, but I will call Dr. Livingston just to be sure." Let Clifton tell it, had he not made his comment, I would not have called the doctor. In his mind, I only called to prove him wrong.
After an interview that ended around 9:45 that morning, I was preparing to hit the streets for the church's weekly evangelism outing, but figured I would call my doctor before I left. After a quick conversation, I soon realized that the simple dripping was a sign of something more serious! My water had broken due to a ruptured membrane and I needed to make my way to the hospital. Even after the talk with my doctor, I did not think that it was anything to be alarmed about. He simply told me to go to L&D and get 'checked out'. Naively, I thought that I would get 'checked out' and return back to the house to continue my Saturday agenda. Little did I know, this would be my last day of freedom until Sophia made her arrival.
On the way to L&D, I called my mom and she quickly brought me up to speed. She told me that I should pack a bag, prepare to be admitted and possibly deliver Sophia in the next few hours. Can you say reality check?! At that point, I wanted to slap myself for not taking her advice to pack my bags upon my return from the islands back in July, but hey, what good would that do? As often stated, mothers know best right :)
As she told me, I was admitted and remain under arrest to this day.
Well, it's 9:15pm here in Jackson and my milkshake and Clifton should be here soon. I am going to listen to baby girl's heartbeat for an hour and get settled for bed. The rest of the story will be continued tomorrow. Talk to you then..
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As I continue to ponder the organization and layout of the blog, I will update you on the past week's events.
8/26-27/11
Sometime Friday night/early Saturday morning, unbeknownst to me, my water broke! As I normally do, I woke up to use the restroom during the night and noticed I had a wet spot on my bed (no this is not the norm); however, I thought that on this occasion I had wet the bed. I simply cleaned it up and went back to sleep.
8/27/11
I woke up Saturday morning feeling fine and packed Clifton's lunch for work. While in the kitchen, another small drip of 'pee' came down my leg. I hurried to the bathroom, thinking that I had to use it, even though I didn't have the urge to. When I told Clifton about the incident, he gave me a crazy look and said, "Woman, you can't feel when you have to pee?" I told him that it didn't feel like when I have to use the bathroom and let him know that I would call the doctor later that day. Clifton made an interesting comment following that announcement.. "Didn't they say this was normal during one of the classes we went to?", he said. To which I replied, "Hmmm.. Umm, I don't think so, but I will call Dr. Livingston just to be sure." Let Clifton tell it, had he not made his comment, I would not have called the doctor. In his mind, I only called to prove him wrong.
After an interview that ended around 9:45 that morning, I was preparing to hit the streets for the church's weekly evangelism outing, but figured I would call my doctor before I left. After a quick conversation, I soon realized that the simple dripping was a sign of something more serious! My water had broken due to a ruptured membrane and I needed to make my way to the hospital. Even after the talk with my doctor, I did not think that it was anything to be alarmed about. He simply told me to go to L&D and get 'checked out'. Naively, I thought that I would get 'checked out' and return back to the house to continue my Saturday agenda. Little did I know, this would be my last day of freedom until Sophia made her arrival.
On the way to L&D, I called my mom and she quickly brought me up to speed. She told me that I should pack a bag, prepare to be admitted and possibly deliver Sophia in the next few hours. Can you say reality check?! At that point, I wanted to slap myself for not taking her advice to pack my bags upon my return from the islands back in July, but hey, what good would that do? As often stated, mothers know best right :)
As she told me, I was admitted and remain under arrest to this day.
Well, it's 9:15pm here in Jackson and my milkshake and Clifton should be here soon. I am going to listen to baby girl's heartbeat for an hour and get settled for bed. The rest of the story will be continued tomorrow. Talk to you then..
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Thursday, September 1, 2011
Numero Uno
Wow! I have officially taken the first step of chronicling the journey to meet my little acorn. I created this blog at the suggestion of a very dear friend and am enjoying the ride so far. I pray that this awakens hidden gifts on the inside of me and also serves to connect those from the various facets of my life. Enjoy!
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