Friday, August 28, 2009

Dave's Breathing Exercise "Experiment"

So, Dave has been helping me practice "breathing" every night before we go to sleep because I am getting closer and closer to "party time!" I've been holding as much ice as I can because I honestly think these exercises are helping a little. It's weird, but I can tell when I'm really focusing I don't notice my hands hurting as much from the ice. However, that all changed last night...

We are supposed to do each exercise for 60 seconds, so I started...breathe in 2, 3...breathe out 2, 3..breathe in 2, breathe out 2....breathe in, breathe out...etc. Well, my hands were really starting to burn from the ice and I mentioned to Dave that it really felt as though this exercise was lasting an extremely long time and I looked over at him trying not to just throw the ice and I noticed he was smiling...so I immediately dropped the ice and reached for the timer and sure enough...1 minute 50 seconds!! I was like "What are you doing to me!?!" And he said..."Amber, we need to build up your tolerance." To which I replied, "Okay, well I appreciate your sentiment...but I'm pretty sure all you're doing is sitting there...so please please, unless you would like to hold the ice while I count, please stick to the 60 second rule!" :)

So...needless to say...I will be keeping track of the time from now on AND I can't really feel my hands today.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Analyizing "Angriness"

August 17th - 21st = The week every angry person in the world called TD Ameritrade; more specifically me. :(

Last week was a little difficult to be completely honest. I had a handful of clients become extremely upset for reasons that were all completely out of my control. To end my day, the last call I took on Friday was a conversation that sounded like this:

Client: I need to re-order checks for my account.

Me: Absolutely. What is your account number? (He proceeded to give me account the account number).

Me: Sir, you don't have check writing on this account currently, so I will need to send you a new checking application.

Client: (Angry yelling)Yes I do! I just wrote checks a while ago...

Me: (Hastily scanning account notes to make sure I didn't miss anything.) Sir, I apologize but I am confident you do not have checking on this account. When is the last time you wrote a check?

Him: (Very loud angry yelling) 2004 or 2005!!

Me: Ohhhh...Well, unfortunately all checking accounts were canceled when we merged with TD Waterhouse in 2006, so I will need to simply send you a new checking application.

Him: (click - hanging up on me) :(

I proceeded to check his notes after he'd hung up on me, and found that he had escalated this situation as far as he could go, from manager to manager, telling them how I had lied to him, etc. etc.....(sigh) needless to say, he'll probably be stopping in the branch sometime this week which I'm really not looking forward to.

However, this final situation really weighed on me throughout the weekend...and I remembered Dave telling me about a sermon he'd heard from Pastor Clark a while ago. Pastor Clark was talking about how he felt anger is simply selfishness "fleshed out." (Now he obviously didn't mean every single situation, but probably 95% of the time) So basically, anytime I'm angry, I should simply be saying "I'm being really selfish right now!!" That was slightly depressing in a way, because lets face it...sometimes it just feels "good" to be upset or I can truly think I'm solving something by talking louder about it. But, the instant I switch and think...This is really just me being completely selfish, it all of a sudden doesn't sound so appealing to be angry. I think it truly has given me a better perspective when I'm upset. (I guess Dave would be a better person to confirm whether I've made any progress) :) But...I'm hoping he'd agree that I've made little tiny baby steps!

So, I'm hoping by the time little squishy gets here, she has a mom who is MUCH "quicker to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry" as the G-Man so well put it! :) And, if I have any angry clients in the future, I'll simply say..."I realize you're just being selfish right now Mr./Mrs. Client...so maybe we need to talk about what's really going on here." Haha..jk...I won't really say that but I might be thinking it. :)

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Happy Friday!

My friend Becky sent this to me at work yesterday and I just had to post a few of them. Hopefully they will bring a smile to your Friday! :)

"Random Thoughts" - By: Someone Random (Sorry, it didn't have their name in the email)


* I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.

* I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.

*I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Shoot.),but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?

* The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again.

* Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the RedRyder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!

* Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.

* If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.

* I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

* The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.

* MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.

* Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart."

My new "un-official" due date

I'm so excited....

I went to the doctor yesterday to find out that "Little Squishy" was actually becoming a much "Bigger Squishy" than expected! :) My doctor now thinks my due date will be much closer to the 17th of October. Honestly...that's like winning the lottery to prego girls! The only problem is that my doctor is a girl and she's not on call until the last weekend of October so if this party does get started earlier, I'll need to have a different doctor at the office deliver the baby (who/whom? are all boys). Shoot. However, she assured me I just simply will not care in that moment so I'm taking her word for it.

So, for any of you that were counting...haha... 58 days to go!

Monday, August 17, 2009

Childbirth Classes = Just Medium Fun

Well...Dave & I survived what could only be described as a completely unnecessary way to spend $75.00. I will have to say I was super excited going into this class because I had been to a childbirth class before with a friend and even though it scared the bejeezis out of me; I had alot of fun!

So, to begin we all talked about what we were expecting this whole experience to be like once we got to the hospital, etc. However, all me and Dave could talk about was how hungry we were because we ran out of time to eat breakfast...so that part of class is kind of a blur. But then... we got a 15 minute break and we had failed to notice the trail mix packets when we first walked into class that morning, so....I took 4 of them. :)

Next we were required to watch 3 videos. (And if there are any guys reading this, I'm sorry but you may want to skip this paragraph because I have to write what one video detailed!) And...I am not kidding...the video I'm referring to was a video produced in 1979 that was simply clips of 15 women having babies in the squatting position. Grooosseee! My poor hubby! Seriously, that's all it was...one after another...babies flying out all over the place! I don't have any idea what on earth we were supposed to be learning because all that was playing was this weird 70's elevator music in the background. I think our instructor thought it was funny because I kept hearing her laughing, but it was not funny...not funny at all!

Moving on...okay the next part of class was actually pretty helpful. It was breathing exercises.

Dave waiting with my "breathing exercise" pillows

They had all the girls hold ice in their bare hands for minutes at a time and then the husbands would count through the various breathing exercises we had learned. And...if you've never held ice directly against your skin for extended periods of time...it hurts pretty badly! This was supposed to give us an idea of how well we could breathe even when we were uncomfortable.

Me with the ice chips in a cup
(I couldn't smile very well when they were directly in my hand) :)



Lastly, we played a game...and usually I am all about group games, but I had to sit by a girl who was...well...very unpleasant smelling...To give you a brief overview of this girl and her husband, we had learned throughout the day that they had 3 cats, 2 dogs, a boa constrictor and a tarantula. They wanted to have an all natural, home birth with basically no doctor intervention. Well, you might think...they must be doctors themselves. Nope. Her dad was a nurse and was teaching them. Okay...that's fine I figured. They are free to have whatever type of birth they want. But...I draw the line at smelly...and I had to play the whole group game sitting by her on the couch with no shoes on! It was rough...but I will conclude with a happy thought. The girls won the game and I got to bring home a Halloween present for little squishy. I will be telling her the sacrifice I made for this pacifier holder though when she's old enough! :)

I kind of cut off our heads, lol, but at least you can see the pacifier holder


Thursday, August 13, 2009

11 weeks to go....whooooppppeeee!

Hey Everyone!

So I apologize for this picture because I definitely should have picked up the house a little bit, however...right now it's just an accomplishment for me to brush my hair. lol...Seriously though...at 29 weeks it takes a while longer when you have to waddle places; unfortunately regular walking just isn't an option anymore!

29 week baby bump

I've also included a picture to say..."Welcome home Solomon Bear!" And to send a HUGE thank you to Dave's parent's for taking care of him this past week... and to say I'm sorry for the screen he jumped through, the flowers you recently planted that he decided to dig up, the pair of Paige's boots that he decided to eat and the gate he knocked over after he got afraid of a towel! Oh my gosh...seriously from the bottom of our hearts...THANK YOU IMMENSELY! (And while I'm on the "thank you" topic, I'd also like to say how much we apprecaited the cards, emails, texts, etc from everyone too...thank you so very very much; they were sooo sweet and thoughtful!)

This picture not only includes Solomon...it has a few new stuffed additions to our family which we acquired as gifts, after our recent stay at the hospital. :) I'd like to introduce you to Splash the sea turtle and "Little Squishy 2." What you can't see is that minutes before "Little Squishy 2" was almost decapitated by Solomon and Splash was next on his list. After MUCH negotiation, Solomon realized that it wasn't worth eating them because I was still going to make him be in a picture with them. :) (Actually, if you look closely, you can see a "dead" Little Squishy in the picture up above which was taken moments before this one)

Solomon, Splash & Little Squishy 2



Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Fluffy Buttercup Guderian turned 3 today!!



She started her birthday celebration with a trip to Petsmart for a few essential birthday items. She ended up deciding on "Greenies," a peanut butter kong, a horsehoe with cheese and a pink ball. She also got a few "Happy Birthday" cards from her daycare and her vet, so that was very sweet of them. Happy Birthday to you "Fluff" and many more!

My Lunch :)


I'm afraid I have lost 7 lbs after this past week, which is normally a reason to be super ridiculously excited, but right now I really need to be going in the other direction for little squishy...so....I ate a whole Tony's Pizza for lunch today. lol. ummmmmmmmmmm...that should tip the scale a bit in the other direction! :)

Sunday, August 9, 2009

A New Perspective

I just wanted to share a few things I realized this week after having 4 days worth of time to really think about everything in my hospital bed...I had so many questions for God, and why on earth this had happened, but for one thing I am truly grateful...it taught me what it felt like to be completely self-less and to truly make all my decisions based on another life; as He did for us 2,000 years ago. I think I understand His sacrifice 0.01% more than I did before....and that realization to me is priceless.

It occurred to me how real this little girl really was; how her life was dependent upon me and all the decisions I was making were directly going to affect her. As I heard the results from the ultrasound on Tuesday they said there were three real possibilities; It was a hernia, a cyst/tumor, or a fibroid. None of those three really sounded too appealing and were truthfully all quite scary.

I thought about the past few months and how much I really knew this little baby...I knew that certain foods I ate gave her the hiccups, I found out from several ultrasounds that whenever I felt the tickling in my tummy she was playing with her toes, I felt her kick extra hard whenever she was crabby because I was laying in a position that was uncomfortable to her, and I knew exactly when she gets sleepy and wakes up every single day.

This little life inside of me became more precious to me than I could have thought possible over the past week. And that's why I agreed to have a 1hr and 45 minute surgery wide awake and have only taken a few Tylenol each day since returning home, along with a plethora of other decisions in the hospital that were quite difficult. And, I would do it all over again if I had to...not to mention thousands of mothers who do the same thing for their children every single day.

Which then brought me to my next thought. Up until about 35 years ago, the question whether life begins at conception or birth was non-existent. Why on earth did things change so rapidly? This little girls life began at conception, as does every single baby God ever made. The CHOICE women have is whether to be intimate with someone; once there is a baby involved their choice has already been made. I have a strong suspicion that everyone, deep deep down in their hearts knows this is true, but convenience has ruled over convictions for the past couple decades and it breaks my heart to the core.


I realized this little life inside of me is so precious and so real and I would like to see someone try to argue against me at this point; and state this child is not technically a "real life" until she's born. She is just as real now as she was at 8 weeks old when all you could see was her little heart beating.

I love you my precious little girl....I will love you....forever...with every ounce of my beating heart

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Peek-A-Boo

Well...it's happened again....

So....my mom has been staying with us the last two nights to help with our puppies and around the house after my surgery. At about 10 p.m. I was laying in our room when I heard "Aghhhh!" and footsteps running down the hall. My husband quickly jumped in bed and hid his head under the covers. I seriously had no idea what was going on until I hear a muffled "I just walked in on your mom changing Amber." Next thing I know, my mom is in our room and laughing and apologizing saying "I'm so sorry Dave..I thought you and Amber were sleeping!!" At this point everyone was laughing, and I was trying so hard not to, because I didn't want to tear any stitches! Dave just continued by saying "It's okay Pam, we're all family here." To which my mom replied, "Yes, but we're not a cult Dave!"(still everyone laughing)

So, to conclude...to all members of my family...If you are staying in our house, please please remember to close the door if you decide to change at any time during the morning, noon or night. :) (because without going into details this is not the first time something like this has happened to my hubby and a family member) :)

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Hermie my little hernia

Hello from my surprise hospital "stay"cation. I'm sorry because its been a few days since my last post, but I've made a new friend over the last couple days. He's actually a pretty mean friend but he's hanging out in a petrey dish somewhere far, far away now.

Something under my belly button was really hurting on Monday night and I told Dave that I may need to go to the emergency room, but I decided to try and tough it out, because it's so
hard being preggo and knowing what is normal, and what isn't. So, I made it through the night and went to to work on Tuesday...go me...Well, as I was sitting at my desk I started getting chills and seeing spots and one of the guys I work with was like, "Amber, are you okay" and I was like..."Woah...I'm totally not!"

At that point, I rushed over to my doctors office. Well, they did like a bazillion tests and couldn't find anything. At this point my OB doctor told me she had some pretty serious questions about my pain tolerance, lol but whatever was in my belly button was excruciating and I knew by this point it deffinitely wasn't normal. So, they did another ultrasound with a different type of lazer deal (sorry I have no idea what the medical term is for those) and basically this one just looked right under the surface of the skin. And there he was...a big white blobby dot on the screen and at this point no one had any idea what it was (It was hermie but we don't find that out until later the next day).

They rushed me over to antepartum to keep an eye on our little girl who deffinitely was not feeling anything (because she seriously had been having a dance party the entire time!) But, that was great to know she was feeling just fine! :)


So, to make a very long story short...The surgeon came in and said he would have to do an "exploratory surgery" to see what the big blobby white thing on the ultrasound was. I have to tell you this was honestly the scariest thing ever, because of little squishy they were very worried about doing general anesthesia so I agreed to have an epidural which meant I was totally awake during the whole thing. Awesome. Oh no, notttt awesome at all. But I made it. :) (As you can see) And, what they found was I'd had an umbelical hernia which some of my tummy fat had then decided to jump through and die...my OB doctor said I must have had "suicidal tummy fat" which was kindof funny to me...or just me under the influence of Pheteral. (sp?) Best pain meds ever! So anyways, they closed up "little Hermie", took out the suicidal tummy fat and cleaned up the infection and I was good to go.

So, that's been my week...God totally protected our little girl though and the surgeon honestly did a rock star job, so hopefully it'll be smooth sailing until she gets here!

P.S. These two pictures were taken while we were waiting to see if I was going to need surgery and dave was trying to help me smile...just so you know those weren't his real sunglasses. :) ummmm Frosties!

Monday, August 3, 2009

A joke....by Pam Schneider :)

Now, I wouldn't typically post a random joke on this blog, but if any of you know my mom, you probably know she is just not the best at telling jokes...you could say she "struggles" with punch lines, etc. However, this weekend when me and Dave got back to NE, the first thing she did was run over to us and pull out a small piece of crumpled paper from her pocket. We were slightly confused at the moment, but she quickly said "I heard this joke at work today, and I really wanted to tell you guys so I wrote it down just to make sure I didn't forget it!" So...here it is...:)

Mom: How do you catch a polar bear?

Us: We have no idea.

Mom: (while carefully reading her crumpled tiny paper slip)
First, you must cut a hole in the ice.
Secondly, you much place individual peas around the hole in the ice. (She demonstrated this part for us)

Us: And then?

Mom: (She'd gotten brave and put the paper down for a second, but then decided this was the most important part, so she picked it up again)
Once the poar bear walks up to eat the peas....you kick him in the "ice" hole. :)

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