28 February 2012

Seven Month Photo Shoot

Just another lovely Saturday morning in the Beeman house. My very good friend AWSapp came over to shoot another round of Sloans monthly pics. He has been such a tremendous blessing in our lives in so many ways, and he is such a dear friend. I think anyone that knows him will agree that he is the most generous and thoughtful person.
Sloan is really moving and we have to keep an eye on her!
Yesterday she kept unplugging my computer as if to say, quit working mom it's MY turn! Man she is such a ham! She loves to play peek-a-boo. She also has the fastest reflexes. Her hands are just too quick. We call her Miss GrabbyPants. 
She loves it when her daddy walks through the door after work and pretty much drops whatever it is she is doing (nursing included) for him! They have such a special bond and I fall even more deeply in love with him just watching how much our daughter adores him!

LOVE that fat little face!
Here's one i took of baby and daddy about a month ago!

Her left dimple is much more pronounced. Just like her mama!



Notice in the previous picture Ellie is just "waiting" she knows the baby might spit up.... and then she comes in for the clean up. Not sure if this is really really gross, or super convenient! I'm going to go with easier than cleaning carpets all the time!


20 February 2012

7 Months: First Words, Snow, and Movement!

I'll start from the "now" and work backwards.
As of today, we have a crawler. I just got back from feeding Sloan her lunch and set her down to play with her for a bit before I came back to work. This is my daily routine. I take an hour lunch break in her classroom. Sloan has been very close to crawling. Not hands and knees crawling but she moves her feet and legs and her arms. Since her love of all things paper is quite evident, today i played a game with her. I pulled out a $5 bill from my pocket and waved it in front of her. I let her feel it with her hands and then i moved it to a place she couldn't reach it. I kept back it up and she moved across the entire mat. She uses her arms and legs, but its more with her legs straight and pushing with her feet and toes. She stretches her arms out, gathers herself together, and stretches again. I think the material of the slick mat helped, but baby girl has to learn somehow. I was just so proud that once again I got to catch a first while visiting her for lunch! Another reason that SAS really is the best place to work.
I just crawled so let me rest!
This past weekend my parents came to visit ! I was very excited to see them, we hadn't seen them since Christmas. Saturday was sunny and beautiful and we went for a long walk to the park and let Sloan swing. Sunday, Sloan turned 7 months old and Grandpa Sloan turned 61! In contrast to a sunny warm Saturday, on Sunday it rained all day, and by the time my parents left, it started to really pour down. A few hours later that rained turned to sleet and then to snow. We contemplated waking Sloan up to see the snow but realizing she won't understand and it would mess with her sleep, we left her alone but vowed to get a pic of her on the deck in the morning before it melted, and i'm glad we did because it melted FAST!
Baby's first SNOW!!!
Sloan is quite the talker. Every time she cries, it sounded like mahhhh mahhhh, it was pretty pitiful but i would tell Rick she's saying my name. Well sure enough, she said it. Mama. But its more like mamamamamamamama. I did manage to get her on video. I asked, What's my name. She thought for a moment, practiced moving her lips, and then said, MaMa and flashed me a big smile. That's my girl! Now in her crib she calls for me when she wakes up. How can i resist getting out of bed!

She has also said, Buh Buh but i'm not sure what that means,  and more recently, Da which I believe was pointed at Rick.  So its mamamamama and da. I am ok with that. Sloan also says heyyyyyyyyyyyyyy at the dog, or when someone enters the room. Maybe not every time, but it really does sound like she is saying "hey". And the other morning, she said, what sounded like "i love you" and when i said it back, she got this huge grin as if to say, "you understand me mom".

Sloan with Mimi.

Sloan with Grandpa 

This is my bear!
Happy 7 Months baby Sloan!

14 February 2012

Happy Valentines Day!

Two years ago, just about this time, Rick and I fell madly in love with one another. And because of this love, we have been blessed with this wonderful baby girl!  These pics are from our 6 month photo shoot and I think today was the best day to share them!

07 February 2012

Sharing germs comes so easy to babies!

I am starting to loathe dislike daycare. It seems to be a cesspool for infection and disease. I love love love the teachers, but the germs, not so much! My child will learn one day to share toys, but sharing viruses is done so freely and generously! I really need to ramp up on my vitamins and stop her from giving me all those slobbery kisses, but they're just so sweet!

Saturday was a great day. Rick and i cleaned our house in preparation for a super bowl party. We had a lovely day with Sloan, it was just a great, rainy day. I had actually just read this in the news last week:


And then it hit me. It was sneaky. i was in the garage painting refinishing our new headboard and i started feeling nauseous. I hadn't eaten too too much that day, a bowl of oatmeal, some curry rice for lunch coupled with two drumsticks (ice cream not chicken) (I was gloating in the fact that I was now below my 17 year old yearly physical weight - and if you knew me in high school, i was the image of "fitness") I felt great up till that point. But the icky feeling hit me and i decided to venture back inside. My goal was to finish the projects so that Rick could once again park inside, but it just wasn't happening. I resigned myself to bed. About an hour later I venture back downstairs. I puked and showered and was requesting that Rick please make me some chicken noodle soup. I needed something to coat my stomach. He went to the store and fixed it for me while i rested on the couch watching "The Pirates who didn't do Anything" wearing his fancy Brookstone wireless headphones. I ate my soup, and satisfied, went back upstairs to bed. Only it wasn't that simple. I puked again, Rick came upstairs to help me back to bed, and i fell into a deep sleep. It was sick but it wasn't THAT SICK...

A few hours later, a wave of pain hit my abdomen and i rushed to the bathroom. Rick was still downstairs watching one of the many films in our Netflix Instant Queue, and I was hit with another eerie feeling. I got back in bed, and it hit again, only this time it felt very very wrong. The feeling was more of a " I'm going to pass out and puke simultaneously". I called for Rick but the silence from the room below me told me that he was watching tv with his headphones on. Luckily I thought fast and grabbed my lamp remote.

Here's an Aside... ok ok, i'm a bit of a geek here. Rather than have to click the lamp on and off daily, i purchased a remote, intended for holiday light type of use, but i find them handy for our living room lamps, and i purchased a second one for the bedroom, The only caveat is that the bedroom is above the living room and one remote controls both, so i can turn the lights on upstairs and downstairs. The first couple of nights when i would go upstairs I thought that someone was breaking into my house and leaving the lamps on. Seriously. Then i put two and two together, and that was that. Now back to my story....

I grabbed the remote and started clicking the lights on and off as fast as i could, sort of a "deaf man's doorbell" I did this as i ran back into the bathroom, i don't remember much after that until i'm lying on the floor (in a pool of my vomit) looking up at rick. I remember this feeling of spinning around really really fast, trying to open my eyes, but they just wouldn't. Sort of like i was in a washing machine 

The way rick tells it is much more dramatic, but he has a flare for this sort of thing. He says i looked dead. My pupils got really really big and my eyes then rolled into the back of my head and i started convulsing. I guess i had a seizure or two. They didn't last very long, but it was enough to scare the crap out of him. He calmly gathered me together, got me dressed, and instructed that we were going to the hospital. It was either that or call an ambulance. 

I remember feeling so small. Like a child. As he took me in his arms and took care of me. I was totally out of it. I asked, Is Sloan ok? yes. But she didn't get sick right? no. But she is sleeping? yes. But we are going to the hospital? yes. But can we just stay here? no. Ok. I found some slipper boots and pajama pants, washed the vomit out of my hair while rick held me up, and got in the car, Puke bucket in my hands. Next enters Rick and Sloan. Sloan was sound asleep but now wide awake and all smiles! Where are we going, her eyes were saying. Mommy is sick and we have to take her to the hospital. On the way to the ER, i managed to send out a text message to everyone coming to our house the following day telling them the party was cancelled due to illness.

We pull up to the ER, I made Rick drop me off while he and Sloan parked and he used the stroller. The security guard put me in a wheel chair as i checked myself in, barely able to hold my head up, let alone stand. I handed her my ID and my insurance card, and scribbled a few things on the piece of paper and signed it. I didn't have to wait to be seen in triage, i was instantly granted a room, and within five minutes given an IV. IN the few minutes it did take me to check in, Rick and sloan arrived. Sloan had a huge grin on her face when she saw me, but that grin quickly turned to concern.  The vomiting resumed, and Sloan was on the verge of crying, i looked into those big scared eyes, and told her it was ok, and i managed a smile for her to reassure her and she smiled back. Somehow she knew to be concerned for her mom. Rick said that once they wheeled me back the same concerned look overtook her face again. What a sweet sweet girl!

Once the IV was in, Rick and Sloan were allowed to enter the room. We were all exhausted, after all it was 1 o'clock in the morning. My body was aching all over and I had the worst headache. They finally put some anti-vomiting goodness into my IV to help me. 

The seizure they suspect, was caused by the stress of the vomiting and virus coursing through my system. Sometimes the body just needs to reboot. Yeah, tell that to the bruise on the back of my head. My CT scan came back normal, and once they got me to quit vomiting, and drain 2 iv bags, they wrote me some scripts and sent us home. We managed to sleep on and off during that time in the ER.

On a side note the dog is now also quarantined. While we were at the ER , guess who cleaned up the vomit off the bathroom floor?

I feel like its only a matter of time before Rick and Sloan get this Norovirus, but I am praying that I took the hit for everyone and maybe the sickness will pass over our family with me being the only victim! Sunday i did NOT get out of bed. Rick brought Sloan to me when she got hungry and I did not move. I ate a baked potato. Monday I managed to get downstairs for a bit, i had a baked potato and a some mac n cheese. The nausea hit me again so i took some phenergan and went to bed. Today I ate a little oatmeal and have drank a lot of water. I'm still not feeling 50%, but I am hoping to try to get back to work tomorrow or at least eat something a little more solid. I sure do miss food! Rick is doing an awesome job taking care of me and the baby! He is making sure i get enough water because " I don't want your milk to dry up, you have made it so far!" Isn't he a sweetheart!

My goodness - what a horrible start to the new year thus far! The really great news is that we now have Hawaii on the horizon.

Say a prayer for my little family! We are sick and tired of being sick and tired!

i spoke with my doctor today (2/8) and we think that Rick may have overreacted about me having a seizure and that i had actually just fainted. If you talk to Rick he will tell you i looked dead and he was scared b/c he thought he lost me. This makes me giggle (sorry rick) poor rick, but if you think about vomiting and fainting simultaneously, it might make you convulse a little, but nothing of grand proportions.
I also wanted to add that I wash my hands so much they are sooo dry. I bleach all of sloans toys and all of the doorknobs once i put her to bed every night. There isn't much more that i can do to be proactive, so Rick, darling, please quit drinking after me while stating that your catching this is inevitable. It's not!

02 February 2012

Catching up on Photo Shoots

Five Month Photo Shoot:
 Sloan reminds me of baby pics of my sister in these top pictures.

Six Month Photo Shoot:

Sloan is sometimes a high maintenance model and needs a little TLC from momma! 

 Snack time, Take FIVE! I absolutely LOVE THIS PIC

I have a few more from the six month shoot, but i'm saving those for a special Blog post on the 14th. Special thanks to AW Sapp who takes the best pictures of my sweet girl.