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About Table for Five:
First there was me and my husband, and then there were two wonderful sons. And then there was a new baby coming! One day, we walked into a restaurant, and the waitress asked how many? I said, table for four, please. Then I turned to my husband and said, when the baby comes, we'll need to ask for a table for five. And the rest, as they say, is history. I hope you enjoy my posts, reviews, photos, and giveaways!
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I saw my Doctor yesterday for a follow-up and to get the results of the blood tests I had at the end of November. And now I could be one of those people in those drug commercials who ask their doctor if Drug X is right for them.
My blood pressure was 180/100. I know, Holy Crap. Apparently, actually having the baby and losing 27 pounds in 3 weeks was not the answer to the high blood pressure problem.
Just for my own personal pleasure, let me repeat part of that sentence. TWENTY SEVEN POUNDS IN THREE WEEKS. Sorry, that just feels really, really good to say, even if I lost most of the weight on the Catch-a-highly-contagious-virus plan.
BC took this picture to show just how tiny Kaitlyn’s head is. I think it’s cute.
Oh, and HEY! Thanks everybody who suggested I try Coke Zero! It is pretty tasty. My Doctor did confirm that hormone changes can affect your taste buds, who knew? And I’m really supposed to be drinking tons of water because of the extra Iron, but it’s nice to have a pop once in a while. Or a soda, if I’m travelling outside of Michigan 
Yesterday was the first birthday of my nephew, Parker. Here he is with my SIL Alisa:
They live in Toledo so unfortunately we were not able to get together for a party. But since his birthday is so close to Christmas, Alisa plans on doing a half-birthday this summer. So hopefully we’ll be able to be there for that. Happy Birthday Parker! Can’t wait to see them for Christmas.
It’s been 3 weeks now since I gave birth to the prettiest baby in all the land,
and for the most part I have recovered completely. I can eat whatever I want without dire consequences, and bathroom functions have returned to normal. I do have a problem with lower back pain, no doubt a result of my completely useless stomach “muscles”. There is, however, one problem I’m having that I can’t find any logical reason for.
Diet Coke doesn’t taste good anymore.
You need to understand that I have been exclusively drinking Diet Coke since the 80s. My diabetic Mom only bought diet soft drinks, and when Diet Coke came out she stopped buying Tab. It became my drink of choice. Oh sure, once in a while at a restaurant I would order Diet Coke and get served Diet PEPSI instead, which I begrudgingly drank while grumbling under my breath that waitresses should TELL you if they don’t have the drink you ask for.
In college, I would order rum and Diet Coke at the bar. But what really solidified my love affair with this elixir of life was when our local chain of convenience stores started offering 32 ounce refillable mugs, which cost ONE PENNY an ounce plus tax. So for 34 cents I could get enough delicious pop to last an afternoon, or a shift at work. One summer BC and I sublet an apartment near the MSU campus, right across the street from the convenience store. I don’t remember how many times a day we would run over there to fill up our mugs.
I’m telling you all this so you’ll understand my confusion, my hurt feelings, my despair over what has become the sad fact I call “Diet Coke doesn’t love me any more.” The last one I drank was Nov. 17, the night before I had the baby. Then I got the virus, and didn’t drink anything but a few sips of water for a week. When I left the hospital, BC said “would you like to stop and get a Diet Coke?” Why yes, yes I would! We stop at the same convenience store mentioned above, and out he comes with a delicious cup of fountain pop. I take a sip, and something is…wrong. It doesn’t taste right, I say. Maybe it’s just because I’m still sick. 4 days later, at the grocery store, I buy a 12 pack of cans. Come home, quick-chill one in the freezer, pour it in a glass. It tastes…wrong. My friends, that damn stomach virus apparently ripped the very taste buds out of my mouth that were reserved for Diet Coke drinking pleasure.
I googled “stomach virus” and “changes in taste buds”. Nothing. I asked the student nurses who came to interview me for their Patient Care class. Nothing. I have NO IDEA if I will ever enjoy drinking Diet Coke again. It’s like losing a friend I tell ya. If anybody has ANY experience with this, or has any thoughts on the subject, please feel free to share. Because I don’t know what else to do. I want my friend Diet Coke back.
Here’s a picture of my Dad with Kaitlyn, and one with me
After reviewing the submissions in the guess-my-due-date contest, I am officially declaring Dawn the winner. She was the closest both on the due date ( she guessed Nov.21) AND on the weight ( only off by one ounce!). So congratulations Dawn, got any lottery numbers for me?
Okay, not the best picture of me, but I had just had surgery and the virus from Hell was brewing inside me, so what do you expect?
I know, I know, I’m SORRY! I look at the laptop, I think “gee, I should post something”, then I either have to feed/change/rock the baby or go lay down. Every time I think I’m making progress towards being healthy, I seem to take a step back. This week we saw the pediatrician, Kaitlyn now weighs 7 lbs. 2 oz. and is good and healthy. All she does is eat and sleep, with only brief moments of eyes open and looking around. But man, just you try to change both her diaper and her clothes and you’ll be treated to louder crying than any tiny person should be able to make.
I also saw my Primary Care Doc, who clucked sympathetically about the stomach virus, said it had to run it’s course, and suggested Iron tablets for the fatigue and Metamucil for the bowels. Ever had Metamucil? Foul, nasty stuff. I bought the powder because it was the cheapest. It mixes into water and becomes this slimy liquid that tastes nothing like “orange flavor”.
Unfortunately, it looks like the breastfeeding is a no go. Kaitlyn just doesn’t want my nipple at all. And the prescription medication Doc gave me to increase milk production has the unfortunate side effect of causing diarrhea. I mean come ON, haven’t my poor bowels suffered enough? I just get the Gastroenteritis out of me, and now in order to make enough milk to pump even a few teaspoons I have to take medicine that gives me diarrhea?
So Chris and I talked about it and decided that it is better for everybody in this family if Mom is healthy and strong even if that means Kaitlyn stays on formula. I refuse to feel guilty about it. Breastfeeding is great, I absolutely understand why it’s important, but for our family it’s not going to be our choice. I really don’t expect anyone to look down on me for that decision.
O-Kay! In other news, I’m looking forward to decorating my house for Christmas this weekend, I may even convince Chris to bring up the tree ( we use an artificial one, I LOVE real trees but this year I need something lower maintenance). My Dad is giving me my Mom’s collection of Dickens Village, there are lots of little buildings and accessories and a skating pond. I’ll take a picture once it’s all put together. I would love to see other peoples’ trees and special Christmas displays, I’m a big dork when it comes to Christmas. Did I mention how much I love Christmas MUSIC? Oh geez, that’s a whole separate post right there.
Time for a picture of the baby, don’t you think?
