Tuesday, March 29, 2011

That's a Wrap

A Moby wrap, to be exact. :)

In the infinite wisdom of raising my first baby, the idea of baby wearing was lost on me. I'd never seen a wrap before and I think we had one, maybe two rounds in the Baby Bjorn before I decided I didn't like it. It's become a bit more mainstream since then, though, and one shower gift I was pumped about was my new Moby wrap (aka 100 feet of cloth). This is a picture from my first attempt, but the directions say it takes about 5 tries to get comfortable with it. Since Owen is fond of being held (constantly), I'd better keep practicing if I want to get anything done with two hands. Thankfully, I have an expert to show me the ropes:

"Here Mom, you just loop it around your leg, twist it in the front, put it over your head and then put the baby in here!"

He performed this wrapping technique both on himself and me. Needless to say, Owen didn't make it in the wrap that time! I'm sure there will be better pictures of a wrapped-up Owen in the future, but I couldn't pass on showing off Nathan's skills. Other than figuring out new gear, there's not too much else going on. We did end up switching poor Owen's formula again and giving Similac Sensitive a try. We're only one day in, but he is still pretty fussy. Who knows what the next step may be - soy milk, perhaps? Hopefully his tummy gets settled soon. I also have Jonathan home today and we've been discussing plans for a more beautiful backyard. It will include an extended patio, a new flower bed, and an additional vegetable plot. Stay tuned for more on that. :)

Happy Tuesday!

Sunday, March 27, 2011


As I sit in the living room, laptop at my fingertips and sleeping baby on my chest, I thought I would use this peaceful moment to write about your favorite subjects - the Bauer brothers. Nathan is actually curled up in his own bed, enjoying an afternoon nap, too. However, as wonderful as silence is in my home, the sounds that have been filling it are even better.

I knew Nathan was going to be a fantastic big brother. He is such a caring kid and always worried about how others are feeling, but I had no idea how quickly he would start that with Owen. No matter what he is doing - building a block tower in his room, drawing at the kitchen table, even using the potty - Nathan jumps up the moment he hears a whimper. He will rush to the cradle, place a hand on the tiny head and start shushing. "It's okay, little boy. Nathan's got ya. Nathan's here." Owen will stare at his brother with deep brown eyes and often, the crying stops. It's incredible how much love they share only two weeks into their relationship. And it grows every day. Sure, Nathan gets irritated during the 3 am fussy spells and he has been known to let "Owen, STOP CRYING!" slip a few times, but the sweetness during the day makes up for all that. :)

When the ultrasound tech told us we were going to have another boy, this is exactly what I pictured. I wanted Nathan to be filled with the desire to care for his brother and look out for him. I've been looking forward to this bond between brothers for a long time and I'm blessed to be able to watch it grow. I'd say they are off to a great start:

BABY UPDATE: Here's a quick update on our new one. He visited the pediatrician for his two week check-up last Thursday and did great. He weighed in at 9 pounds, 13.5 ounces and surprised the nurses! Babies are supposed to get "back up" to their birth weight by two weeks, so I'd say a 10-ounce increase means he is doing fine. We did have to switch his formula to one that is easier on his tummy and hopefully the change is a good one. We're still keeping an eye on it, but he seems less fussy. Owen has also seen many new faces this week. He has several more people to meet and we can't wait for our upcoming visits! If you haven't met him yet, you really should. I mean, look at him:

How could you pass that up? Happy Sunday! :)

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

(Not Quite) Supermom

I know you guys have been missing out on some amazing stories about our new baby boy, but as it turns out, supermom status doesn't come as easy as I thought. I just knew that as soon as Owen decided it was time to make an appearance, I could jump off the couch and resume the juggling act. I could see myself entertaining, feeding, and clothing both boys, going to work, keeping my house in tip-top shape, and finding spare time to dig and plant my veggie garden. I mean it's just the addition of one baby - how hard can it be??

Okay, I'll admit I did know better than that, but 12 days in and we're still getting used to one another. The healing process after giving birth to my nine-pound sack of potatoes is taking quite the toll. The birth was much different than with tiny Nathan and I'm finding out the postpartum days are, too. Owen and I have decided to simply take it easy, but I've still managed to capture a moment or two with the trusty camera. As for now, though, my little guy and I are going to kick back while the big boys go on a pizza run. In the meantime, here are a few pictures of my cuties:

Hopefully my cape will arrive in the mail soon and supermom can get to work! Then I'm sure I can use some of that awesome free time that comes with running a perfect household to blog more often. :) Until then, Happy Tuesday!

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

The Rainbow Connection

someday we'll find it... the lovers, the dreamers, and me

Before the excitement of Owen's birth last Thursday, I was attempting to write a post marking the anniversary of a sad day. If you look at my little tickers over there, you will notice a new similarity. What was simply going to be a date to remember a loss is now a date to celebrate two beautiful lives.

Owen was born exactly one year after we walked out of the OB clinic knowing our second pregnancy ended in a loss. I can still remember what that felt like. I was depressed, desperate, and had lost all hope. I felt that way for a while. Even when Owen took residence last June, I knew I would always feel heartache for my angel baby. My love was growing with each kick felt and each heartbeat heard, but the sadness was still there.

Fast forward to last month. When I realized that Owen was going to skip February, I knew it was all his idea. He was waiting to share the special month of March with his older sibling. Not only did the kid hold off until March, he overstayed his welcome five days to make his point. On March 10, 2010, I left the doctor's office with empty arms and an empty heart, but on March 10, 2011, I delivered a perfect bundle of joy.

Babies born after a miscarriage are known as Rainbow Babies. Here's a passage I found a while back that I think explains this term best:

"Rainbow Babies" is the understanding that the beauty of a rainbow does not negate the ravages of the storm. When a rainbow appears, it doesn't mean the storm never happened or that the family is not still dealing with its aftermath. What it means is that something beautiful and full of light has appeared in the midst of the darkness and clouds. Storm clouds may still hover but the rainbow provides a counterbalance of color, energy and hope.

Baby Owen has provided a light in my life that I will never be able to describe. I am so thankful that I was given another chance at motherhood and that I have two beautiful sons to love. I'm also thankful for the little baby I have waiting for me in heaven. Experiencing a loss is hard, but it has shown me how precious life can be. March 10 is no longer just a day to remember a loss, but a day to remember a beginning and an amazing connection.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Hello World!

I'm Owen. :)

I know you haven't heard from me in a few days, but this time I have a good reason. I was in the hospital giving birth to my beautiful baby boy! We are still a bit busy getting settled, but I thought I would steal a quiet moment to share Owen's birthday story.

Owen Charles Bauer came into this world with healthy lungs and proud parents at 11:46 pm Thursday, March 10. He may have been a few days late, but I am so glad he finally made it. Weighing in at a bit more than Nathan did, this 9-pound, 3-ounce bundle of joy is the perfect addition to our little family. As you can imagine, delivery of this big guy was tough - and a drug-free birth due to epidural failure didn't help. However, with only two hours of labor and one giant push, it was over as soon as it started!

Let's back up a bit now and I'll explain how this whole story begins. Even though Owen showed up fashionably late, it was not his personal decision. Jonathan and I decided to take a trip to L&D Thursday afternoon because I wasn't feeling as much movement as I had been. Thank goodness everything was fine and that baby started squirming the second the monitors were hooked up. Our visit did not end there, however. When the on-call doctor noticed high blood pressure and regular contractions (of which I was unaware), he decided to induce right away. The pitocin drip started at 9:30, contractions came fast and strong, and the rest is history:

Owen and I were given clean bills of health Saturday morning and made it to Nashville as a family of four that afternoon. Our hearts are full and happy now that we are finally together and Nathan is a wonderful big brother. When he first laid eyes on his brother, "What a CUTE baby!" was the first thing that came to mind. :) Even though Owen can't play tag yet, Nathan seems content with giggling at him and tickling him every chance he gets.

I know I'll be sharing more tales of our first days with Owen, but for now I think it's time to steal a snuggle. It's smart to let a sleeping baby lie, but no one ever said anything about showering a sleeping baby with kisses. Thanks to everyone who has sent messages of congratulations and well wishes. Your thoughts and prayers mean so much to us and we welcome any and all visitors who want to come see him. I'll even let you have a snuggle or two.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Ding! The Bun is Done

Hello, my (semi) patient readers! I'm coming at you live from March 5, the official due date for Owen Charles Bauer. And yes, I am still pregnant with no signs of labor as I type. :)

So Jonathan and I took a nice trip to Texarkana yesterday and attended what I hope was the last OB appointment for our stubborn little guy. After my doctor chuckled a little when he saw me in my full-term glory, he checked my progress. Lo and behold something happened last week! I'm dilated to a whopping 4 cm, but not yet in labor. He said this is rare, but it happens. I once again decided to skip an induction in hopes that Owen decides to come on his own. I was also asked to take a Non-Stress Test. This means I relaxed for about 20 minutes and listened to my baby's sweet heartbeats to prove that he was healthy enough to stay put. Although my doctor doubts I'll make it, I have a 41-week appointment scheduled for Friday. Believe me, the induction decision will be different if I actually show up that day!

As for me, I've surprised both the doctor and myself with the fact that I'm honestly not miserable. I can definitely tell I have an eight-pounder in my uterus, but I'm handling it fine, day by day. I'd much rather have him in my arms but after waiting this long, I can hold out a few more days. :) Also, even though we're starting to run low on veggie options, at 40 weeks, this well-done bun is about the size of a small pumpkin:

Who knew Owen would actually run the full course of poppy seed to pumpkin?? This comparison is sadly the very last one on the list. Hopefully I won't have to make something up next week like your classic blue-ribbon-at-the-county-fair giant eggplant. :) By then we should have a beautiful bundle of joy that is perfectly baby-sized. Until then, have a fantastic Saturday!