Since I’m just being me as a streamer, not some sort of personality, it would make sense that this place reflects that truth and therefore you should expect to see all sorts of different types of posts. Most of my time is spent being a mom and wife, so you could expect to see quite a few posts to do with just daily family life or milestones. I intend to do a fair bit of reviews for games, products I’m using, and books to throw into the mix and there will, naturally, be quite a few posts to do with streaming – my personal thoughts on related topics, struggles, how-tos, featuring other streamers, etc. And because I’m me… there may be a few rants thrown in for good measure. Maybe. Probably. You were warned.
I finally had my little bundle of cries and coos 3 days after I posted the last entry. She was comfy in the womb 42 weeks and 1 day, 5 days short of how long her brother was in there. Good thing I’m not having any more babies because I don’t think I’d want to see how long the third would stay in there! Her name is Kaylee Devera, after two of my favorite characters – one from Firefly and one from my favorite book series (Taltos by Steven Brust). She’s beautiful and doing great. She was a whoppin’ 9lbs at birth and has since gained about a pound and a half. Everyone is adjusting slowly and trying to find our new normal.
We stayed with family for several days after she was born, celebrated our birthday, and then took two days to leisurely make our way back down home where we found some downed trees in our backyard but no other damage from the hurricane really. The management company got people out here to clean that up and fix the fence, and other than a big stump that still needs to be removed the backyards in good and usable shape (and we’ll hopefully be using it much more as the weather starts cooling off). I’m glad nothing else got damaged and we were able to avoid having to deal with the mess associated with insurance claims and whatnot.
Sleeps been hard to come by as you could imagine with a new baby and a confused toddler. All the changes and activity between going to see family, having the baby, coming back here, my husband returning to work — I’m actually pretty impressed with how well the kid’s handled everything. He’s been acting out a little but I think that’s really just more due to his normal development than the changes, though I won’t say it’s had no effect obviously it has. He’s had issues sleeping through the night and has needed more validation of his existence, constantly seeking attention and confirmation when he speaks. It can be trying on one’s patience but I understand his needs and try to meet them.
Luckily baby girl hasn’t been too hellacious and I’ve gotten to spend time with her brother every day, which is probably why he’s not acting worse. He had daddy and grandparents to play with when she first got here, then me and daddy, and now mostly back to just me most of the time so there was time to ease him into the transition. Had we been here with no family to help, things wouldn’t have gone so smoothly I’m sure. I’m definitely thankful for that.
I’m adjusting to juggling a newborn and a soon to be 3 year old. It’s definitely physical, mental, and emotional exercise daily. My ‘infinite patience’ is shining through! Between the lack of sleep, the constant nursing, and all the toddler wrangling I’m amazed if anything gets done and if I have any energy left to do anything – hell even as simple as sitting her blogging is a rarity. I have gotten to play games and make myself food, worked a little on my bullet journal (barely scratched the surface so far), and I’ve been using my nursing time to listen to audiobooks whenever possible. So at least there’s that. And taking care of my babies is never a bad thing – exhausting yes, but I love the time I get to spend with them.
As time goes on I’ll get to make time for other things I want to do – like streaming, coding, crafting, etc. And I’m still planning to participate in #NaNoWriMo, I just really need to get my butt in gear and do some #preptober stuff so I’m not so overwhelmed come Nov first!
So… clean install huh? Guess I should give a quick update of what’s been up and then jump into the present.
I moved across the country from San Diego, CA to Jacksonville, FL. We road-tripped it at 30+ weeks pregnant with a 2.5yr old boy. It was… an experience. Lots of ups and some downs. We got to visit family in both Texas and Tennessee, see the Grand Canyon, and didn’t have any car trouble so overall it was a big success (especially since everyone, including the cat, made it through unscathed). We only spent a few days in a hotel before we were able to find a car to purchase and a house to rent – I’m getting pretty good at finding housing quickly. Within a week of being in the new house we had all of our stuff delivered and half put away. We’ve got a couple of random boxes lingering throughout the house but for the last two months it’s been pretty livable and we’re enjoying the property. It was the right price, right square footage, and has a massive backyard that we’re slowly making more and more use of (it’ll be easier when the temperature no long makes me wanna kill myself the moment I step outside). Everyone’s gotten used to our new home pretty easily, which I’m very thankful for.
That pretty much brings us to the last few weeks. We got told to evacuate during Hurricane Irma because I was already past my due date and we didn’t want to risk not being able to get to the hospital I was being seen at. So we trekked up here to Tennessee to stay with family. And here we’ve remained since then! For those out of the loop I’m pregnant with a little girl who seems as determined as her brother to stay in the womb as long as possible. Since before we arrived I’ve been going through prodromal labor – where my contractions are start and stop over weeks but have yet to lead to actual labor. It’s obnoxious. My son didn’t do it to me as long as this girl is however. With him I just seemed to be in labor forever – 43 hours from the first cluster of stronger contractions till he was born. To put that in perspective, I started labor with him on Thursday morning and gave birth in the wee hours of Saturday morning. That’s a long ass time to be in spine ripping pain guys. But this lil brat (yep, I’m calling her a brat already)… she’s been in position to be birthed since week 29… it’s now just days shy of week 42 and she’s very stubbornly not coming out.
Only saving grace about this situation is that I’m making progress. I’m already 5cm along and she’s still healthy and active. Most people would have induced already but it’s not something I believe in doing unless medically necessary (a rant for a different blog post), though I’ll admit at this point it’s tempting just to stop being in constant discomfort. I’m happy we’re able to be with family and that the hospital here that I’m being seen at is really good so I’m actually looking forward to giving birth here in comparison to the one at home which was perfectly fine but nothing to write home about. My son is surely enjoying his time with his grandparents as well, which takes a lil bit of the load off my shoulders prepping to birth baby and after baby comes home.
I’m not looking forward to the drive home with a newborn though… let’s not go there…
For now we continue waiting and doing the baby dance to try and get this darn baby out. Wish me luck eh?