three up, two down



1. Hello from 7 weeks postpartum land! 

And what the heck is that you may ask? 

Well, as a woman recovering from having a baby and being pregnant for 9+ months, it takes a while to get back to 'normal'. Every week farther along in the process is another week to celebrate. Oh, and also you have a cute little 7 week old baby to snuggle too. 

It's a weird time in my life. I am home from work, enjoying my time with my girls, but also feel oddly out of place being at home all the time. There are dead periods of the day where I feel like I should be filling it with something productive (besides catching up on Jersey Shore).

Greta has been sleeping much better the past week, so I am actually really lucky to have spare time during the day where I don't feel the need to take a nap to catch up on missing sleep. So, it's a wonderful problem to have. I am also incredibly thankful I can stay home from work for as long as I plan too. I think if I had to go back to work at this point I would probably be the worst employee on the payroll. My brain is still fuzzy and I forget stuff ALL the time. For instance, at least once a day I call Greta, Elinor. Also, I leave tasks half finished all the time because I'm rushing off to do something else. It's a problem.

2. Why is summer sticking around into September? It's been in the 90s this week in Denver and it is supposed to continue into the weekend. I want to wear sweatshirts. I want to wear long pants. I want to feel the crispness in the air. I want to decorate with pumpkins and not feel disingenious. Come on fall, we're ready for you!!

3. This week I started going back to the gym. It's been AWESOME! 

I'm ridiculously out of shape. I can't run, but I have been doing some elliptical and lifting weights. As a result I've been in a constant state of extreme soreness this week. I had forgotten how terrible it is to sit down or stand when your legs are screaming at you from your last workout. It's an awesome feeling, but also extra annoying at the same time. 

4. This working out stuff has been nice, but I'm also honestly trying hard to get back to pre-pregnancy shape. I am mainly living in leggings and yoga pants, which is great while I am at home, but not going to fly once I have to leave the house on a regular basis. It's not a new struggle for me, but one I'm trying to speed up. I'd like to be able to fit into my work clothes once I have to go back. I don't want to have to get a whole new wardrobe, mostly because I miss all of my old clothes! 

5. I discovered a drink this week that I'm obsessed with. Have you tried bai, Cocofusion flavor? One of the bloggers I follow, Grace Atwood, raved about it a few months ago on Instagram. This week I grabbed one in the checkout line at Walgreens, and now I'm hooked. I'm not usually a coconut fan, but I really love this drink. It also only has 5 calories so it's an easy treat during the day. #notanad

Happy Thursday everyone!

life lately



Well, life changed pretty dramatically about 6 weeks ago. We went from a family of four to a family of five. Newborns do a pretty great job of turning your life upside down for a while. Days go by quickly and nights slow down dramatically. 

Shortly after we got home and settled in with Greta, Chloe and Elinor started school! Chloe started Kindergarten and has been really enjoying it. She got her first piece of homework yesterday and was all atwitter all evening about it. She is making lots of new friends and has been getting lots of good feedback on how polite and nice she is to everyone (parenting win). 

Elinor started pre-school and though she's been sick a fair bit, she also settled in really quickly. Both Chris and I were anticipating lots of tears on her first day (like her older sister), but she basically just said "Bye!" and went off with her teacher. It always amazes me how different Chloe and Elinor are. It's fun to see them turn into their own different little people.






Greta is growing like a weed. She's very good at sleeping during the day, but at night she's been a bit of a pill lately. I was trying to remember when Chloe and Elinor started sleeping through the night the other day. I think I've still got a couple months before I can truly get a good nights rest. At least, I am hoping so. It's really amazing how a person can function on basically no sleep (aka coffee). 






Last weekend we took a little trip to Idaho to visit my parents and family. We got to meet my brother's wife, which we were all very excited to do. He got married in June and since I was too pregnant to fly, we weren't able to attend the wedding. I was very sad we weren't able to attend, so I was really looking forward to meeting her. We all really loved her and we're super excited to have another member of our family! Good work Jaime!

Visiting Idaho in late August is almost the perfect time of year. It's cool in the morning and just the right temperature in the afternoon. We were also able to attend the Eastern Idaho State Fair, which is one of my favorite late summer activities. The last time we were able to go was when Elinor was a baby (link here). Chloe and Elinor got to go on some rides and spent a lot of time hanging with their aunts and uncles. Greta slept almost the entire time, so that was also nice.




Looking back, I realized that there was no way I would have traveled with a 5 week old in the past. This time though, I didn't even think twice. Once we actually arrived at the airport I got a little more nervous, but Greta was pretty great for the most part. There was a bit of crying on each flight, but only for a minute or two, then she slept. I am still surprised at how we are handling this three kids thing so well. I definitely have my moments where I am struggling, but thankfully those don't happen too often. I also really hope I didn't just jinx us by writing that!

I just read this blog post from Anna about whether having 5 kids is hard and it really made a lot of sense to me. While I do not want to have 5 kids, I do think no matter how many you have, you will always pour your heart and soul into raising them. It's worth a read if you are into that sort of thing.

I hope you are having a good Thursday! See you around!

Greta's birth story



So, truth be told, I started writing this blog post on our way to the hospital to have Greta. Truthfully, I was extremely upset that this was the way her birth story would be told. There would be no dramatic lead ups, no involved labor stories, no hours and hours of waiting for her to arrive. Instead, we would just drive to the hospital one Monday in July and have a baby a couple of hours later.

But let's back up. Greta's due date was estimated (key word there) to be on July 15th. Well, July 15th came and went and this pregnant lady was getting extremely anxious and sick of being pregnant. With my two previous kids I had delivered before my due date, so naturally I expected to follow the same trend with this little lady. I had been slightly dilated (3 cm) for about 2 weeks and had my membrane swept three times. In the past, this usually put me into labor about 24 hours after my doctor visit. Greta, however, had some other plans.

My doctor suggested I have a scheduled c-section on Friday, July 20th. I had been trying to have a VBAC (vaginal birth after c-section) and asked if I could have the weekend to see if I would go into labor naturally on my own. The doctor agreed as long as I come in to have a non-stress test performed. Basically I just had to sit for an hour while they monitored the baby's heart rate to make sure she was doing okay in there. On Thursday, 7/21, we both passed the non-stress test with flying colors and we were sent home to wait out the weekend.



On Friday, I was getting extremely stir-crazy and decided to go for a drive. I actually drove by one of my job sites to check it out since I wasn't fully on maternity leave yet. On my way back home I noticed that I needed gas and decided the worst thing we could have is an empty gas tank if we had to rush to the hospital. I stopped at a gas station to fill up and while I was getting gas, I decided that I could step over the gas line (like an Olympic hurdler or something). It was not a great idea. I tripped and fell pretty hard on my knees, stomach, and front teeth. It was embarrassing, painful, and scary.

I called my husband in tears and after we talked for a while, he recommended I call my doctor just to see if I needed to come in. And of course, in an abundance of caution, she recommended I go straight to the hospital to get the baby monitored. Luckily, 6 hours later, we were released because everyone was still healthy and doing just fine.

The rest of the weekend I tried to walk carefully and not attempt anything too risky (like filling up the car with gas). I did end up having some fairly regular contractions, but nothing actually came of them.

So here we were, driving to the hospital to have a scheduled c-section at 9:30 am on Monday morning. I was upset that this is what had to happen. I wished I had a few more days to go into labor naturally. I was 41 weeks and 1 day and no matter how much I wanted to wait, the prudent thing to do was to get the baby out before she became stressed.




So our Greta Jo Ostrum was born at 1:16pm on July 23, 2018. She was a healthy 7lbs 14oz (same as her big sister, Chloe) and 20" long. Her APGAR was great and she passed all the tests in the hospital with flying colors.

Being fully awake and rested during a c-section is a very different experience than having an emergency c-section after 8 or 10 hours of labor. Since I was fully aware of everything I was definitely freaking out. I am really thankful for nice nurses and my husband for talking me through the whole procedure. Once Greta came out, I calmed down immediately and was just listening to her crying and everyone fussing around her. I got to see her for a moment before they took her to clean her up, but once she arrived my focus shifted immediately to her.

The hospital stay was a quick two days and we were able to come home. Both Chris and I felt like everything went so much smoother with our third child. We knew what to do and I knew what I needed to do for my recovery. I remember what it was like being a first time parent and I am so glad we aren't in the place anymore.

Welcome to our family Greta! We waited and waited for you to arrive and we are so glad you are here! 

introducing...



Introducing Greta Jo Ostrum. Born on 7/23/18, weighing 7 lbs, 14 ozs and measuring 20" long. 

I'll share more of her birth story later, but for now, here are a few pictures of her and our family.






Poor Chloe fell on her scooter the day before Greta was born. All the hospital pictures show off her gnarly face scab. Luckily it's all healed now!