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Where Have I Been

Well, my husband started a new job, we went on a small family vacation, starting a new hobby in hopes of creating something, and I have been just getting used to the rhythm of having 2 toddlers!

 

Let’s start with the family vacation, we rented a car packed up the kids and went to Drumheller. We made a pit stop in Red Deer to show the kids the awesomeness that is the Donut Mill. Now anyone who lives in Alberta should know about the Donut Mill, you go from Edmonton to Southern Alberta you must make a pit stop at the Donut Mill on Gasoline Alley.

Spud discovered the magical wall of Donuts. He picked an awesome Triple Chocolate Donut.

 First Bite of Magic.

 Princess Tally enjoying a donut and a mommy selfie!

 

We got to Drumheller at about noon so we decided to go right to the Royal Tyrell Museum, since we could not check into the hotel till 3pm!

 

 Waiting for daddy to come and join us! As you can tell Spud is less than impressed to go from a car for 2.5 hours to a stroller.

 The magical Bubble wall! They have a walk through from the beginning of time until now, and it all starts with the Bubble wall.

 The Blue Bubbles are from 2015 when my husband and I took Spud to Drumheller the first time, and the pink Bubbles is Princess Tally at the same age now, the colors were purely coincidental, and my mom pointed it out when I sent her a few pictures.

 

 This isn’t the best picture I  took but this is one my husband wants to take every time we go with the kids. See where our kids measure up against a triceratops. I cant believe how big my little spud is getting.

 

The next day we went to the Hoodoos were we could let Spud walk around and enjoy everything that was to see there. A hoodoo (also called a tent rock, fairy chimney or earth pyramid) is a tall, thin spire of rock that protrudes from the bottom of an arid drainage basin or badland. Drumheller is in the badlands of Alberta, and we had a blast, he kept pointing and saying “Look! Look! Whats that? Ooooh!” He was so much fun to watch.

    

Then we drove home, and honestly for the amount of driving we did in 2 days, my kids were amazing! Even though we had to listen to Blippi “Planes Trains and Automobiles” on repeat for about 6.5 hours, it was a great trip.

The day after we got home we went to Fort Edmonton Park for a few hours, I never got to take pictures due to the fact we decided it would be a great idea to give our some some freedom….. 3 years old in a place with lots of places to run and hide, thank goodness my husband walked around with the baby in the stroller.

 We lost her hat somewhere between the house and the car so Daddy bought his little pilgrim a bonnet! Isn’t Princess Tally the cutest little thing? I am surprised that she left it on the whole time we were there.

 We got Spud some hand churned ice cream as we were getting ready to leave.

 And we had a long 3 days, as you can tell. Sweet Little Princess.

 

I have also started a new Hobby! If you follow my Facebook page, you would see my progress in my Crochet Hobby. My mom had been pushing me to learn since I was 13 years old, only took 16 years, but I am hooked!

       

She made me chain 30 feet before she showed me how to do a second stitch, then I had to do 5 feet of that, and so on and so forth. Now I am watching YouTube videos on how to do more stitches and projects, I am currently working on hats for teeny tiny preemies…. Not going well, slip stitches are Evil.

 

Now we are just getting ready for the school year, our little Spud is starting an early education program 4 mornings a weeks and one special field trip day or we met with his Occupational therapist, Physical Therapist, Speech Therapist, Teacher or his Teachers aide on that 5th day. This is suppose to help him be caught up for when he starts kindergarten, and I want to give him the best start I can.

 

So there, that is where I have been, I am hoping that soon I will be back to weekly blogging.

 

Hope to talk to you all soon!

 

Ashton <3

Welcome

Welcome To Our Preemie Family 2.0!

Here we are, starting over Fresh, what a vast place of possibility!

The grownups have left me unattended with a computer, internet access and a blog! Mwahaha! I cannot wait to see what trouble I can cause here.

Well, we all know, well if you followed my last blog, I am far to lazy and busy to cause to much trouble, but the kids on the other hand, you will be here in the front seat watching what goes on in the troubled and turbulent life of my kids, and how life is unfair because mommy’s favorite word is NO!

I will have a few posts up very soon, some new and some from my old blog that I would like to move over!

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Love, Happiness and Other Pretty Things

Ashton <3

Fed Is Best

I have always tried to stay away from controversial topics such as Breast Feeding vs. Formula feedings. So this post is 100% completely my opinion and my experience. If you want to exclusively breast feed, good for you! Rock it out! I will be the mom giving you a smile and thumbs up in the restaurant or museum. If you are strictly formula, rock that out mama! You are doing what you need to for you baby, and thats being the very best mama you can be, you will also get a smile and thumbs up from me!

My son was 16 weeks early, my milk had most definantly not dropped and I had to work so very hard to get it in and saved every drop for my son. He was on donor brest milk for 4 days before I made enough to feed him. I pumped like clockwork, every 3 hours, tracked every ounce, my spot in our fridge was full before we went to the hospital daily. For 3 months I did this and I was excited soon I would try to breast feed!

Then my supply started to drop out of no where, and I drank the teas, ate the cookies, had more people touch my boobs in a day than I would like to admit. I even took the medicines, but it just dropped off, I was crushed I went from getting a full 50ML to 75ML per boob, per pump to maybe 20ML from both in a matter of 2 weeks. I was heart broken, but no one shamed me for it, they told me I did great, gave my little preemie the best fighting chance he needed by giving him what I did for 3 months. And, I had enough in the freezer to last a while longer, I felt ok when it came to take the feeding tube out and try actual feedings it was a bottle and not the breast, and by the time he was home he was on straight formula. He stayed on formula until he was 12 months adjusted and was never a fussy eater.

Fast forward 2 years and I am in the hospital bed, snuggled up with my new born daughter trying to get her to latch, and I had to come up with some fun ways of that happening…. Sqeezing my boob, then the nipple, pushing it one way while she lay another way…

The 2 person technique, that one was strange with a nurse, and frustrating when trying to tell Hubby what to do…

Finally after 3 days of her getting next to nothing, I pumped next to nothing, less than 20 ML from both breasts, I asked the nurse to get me a small thing of formula, because she was hungry and I wanted to feed her so I could get more than an hour of sleep. She made me feel so bad!

“You have barely tried! You need to give it more time!” I am sorrybits been 3 days, I feed her for an hour to an hour and a half from each breast and she is starving less than 30 minutes later, I pumped and bottle fed her in the longer gaps and she still wasn’t getting enough. My child was hungry and I was gonna feed her!

I had to sign an “Against Medical Advice” form to get formula for my child… What the actual F!? It made me feel like I was going to be harming my child because I wanted her to feel full for a little bit! I was still pumping, still trying her on the boob, but if I knew she was still hungry I wanted to top her up! Why is to terrible to want to keep your child full and happy?

Once we got, home I still tried to breast feed, pump and formula, I again did the tea, cookies and pills, but it never surpassed 30 ML from both breasts. So after a long talk with my husband, and him telling me I needed to be there for our kids and me making myself sick over this, isn’t healthy for anyone involved. At my 6 week check up, my old school OB told me the exact same thing, he gave me a coupon for some formula to pick up on my way home, gave me a hug and told me I was doing great! I was feeling so much better about this.

As I sat in his waiting room for his nurse to bring out a form for some blood work and a prescription, my daughter started getting fussy so I pulled the bottle out and quickly made one and started feeding her, another mom, who was there with her whole entourage, looked over at me scoffed and rolled her eyes. I just smiled at her and went back about my business of feeding my daughter, and she said to her friend/cousin/sister, making no attempt to lower her voice, said “Breast is best, and anyone who does other than that is lazy and doing a disservice to their child.”

I just hung my head and talked low to my daughter, telling her I loved her and I tried very hard to do the best I could. There were several other moms and families in the waiting room but no one came to my aid, no one would say anything. Here I am 6 weeks post partom, high risk for depression, already feeling terrible about being able to breast feed, and this woman has the nerve to speak out of turn.

I was sad before, when it actually happened, then I became angry about it, now I just feel bad for her.

Breast is optimal, but Fed is the best for your baby.

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Love, Hearts, and Pretty Things

Ashton ❤