tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16129884627872896932024-02-20T22:49:01.520-06:00The Bybee BlogThe story of our crazy, chaos filled lives as we follow an amazing God and the plans He has for us!Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.comBlogger224125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-65546308636853386312015-01-14T11:04:00.003-06:002015-01-14T11:04:43.705-06:00I'm Back....Hopefully!It has been a really long time since I posted. I haven't decided yet if I am going to post Amelia's birthday post with her stats, her 15 month stats, Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas. Maybe I will. I do like having this to look back on. Life has been so busy and I've thought of coming here to update and then I don't. Not sure why.<br />
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I am loving being a Mom to Amelia. She is such a funny, spunky, full of life and personality kid. She is so smart and verbal. She talks all.the.time! I love watching her learn and grow daily. Jonathan is doing well. He just started his last semester at UMHB and will graduate in MAY! I am so proud of him and his hard work. Christmas through the eyes of my little one was amazing.<br />
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Hope to have more fun things to share this year and hope to be back soon! Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-15546888452105568392014-05-21T22:03:00.000-05:002014-06-02T22:03:28.507-05:009 Months9 months!!! 3/4 of the way to 1 year. I know I have said it before, but I really, really need time to slow down. She is getting so big. <br />
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Weight:17.16lbs (33%)<br />
Height: 26 inches (6%)<br />
Head:43.3cm (34%)<br />
LOVES: pulling to stand and cruising, eating food, being tickled, sucking on
her two middle fingers on her right hand (think I Love You sign), baths and swimming<br />
HATES: being still, naps<br />
SLEEPING: 11-12 hrs each night, 2 naps usually 1-2 hrs each<br />
EATING: 3 meals a day, 4 oz of breast milk or nurses 5-6 times a day. Favorite foods- strawberries, french fries and green beans<br />
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She now has 6 teeth. She loves to eat, play patty-cake and peek-a-boo. She's really into the dogs now. She's still continues to be a little small for her and we are going back to the doctor in a few weeks for another weight/growth check. Otherwise she is right on target/a little ahead. <br />
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Here is her usual monthly picture in her chair with Grant Bear.<br />
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Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-4166765382904672862014-04-24T21:32:00.000-05:002014-06-02T21:32:25.244-05:00My Dad<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl87noTng8duBTyIs4FHerngKvYcJrFqHAsjbcx7Vm2_b8O7LXkPTNbRuq2GMpiFhF1L7_NtSksd1507FVcKn0mWK5nhsWW4D1RrKqqGSY7CeW0tfzMO6tnLnVKUSnjbZVvZbU8vPoTME/s1600/FL050005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>My Dad passed away on April 16, 2014 at the age of 61. He was a great father and taught me many things growing up. He was always there for us, supporting us in our sports, school, and life. Every time he talked to me he told me how proud he was of me. He was one of my biggest fans. He loved Amelia and Jonathan. My best memories of him are from when we were kids growing up. He loved to take us fishing and hunting and to teach us to appreciate the outdoors. He coached me in basketball and helped me practice softball. He was always there to cheer us on. I'm sad that Amelia won't grow up knowing him but can't wait to teach her all of the things he taught me. We had his memorial service on April 21 (2 years to the day after Grant's, it was special to me that they were on the same day). It was a really nice service honoring a great dad. Amelia wore her Easter dress to my Dad's service.<br />
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Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-53551640811837538312014-04-22T21:18:00.000-05:002014-06-02T21:19:08.875-05:00Easter 2014<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_qJjgtxhPeiBH6f-tUYmdbcrG_Emw7Fpt7tiE9xLs-m1MqxZxVODtut584THNpr6rEhic96PFPIV92BQCnCV-6I2yMN4WfqVt7dMbnYoK7DUO4V9RdztY5oCpy3CPHLsEPlLvjzaNOO4/s1600/IMG_3142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Amelia's first Easter wasn't exactly what I had in mind but it still turned out great. My dad passed away a few days before Easter, a post about him is coming, so Easter was a little different this year. We traveled to Dallas to be with family, which was the original plan, and enjoyed spending time with those we love. On Saturday (April 19) evening we had a BBQ at my brother's house with all of my siblings, nieces and nephews. It was fun to sit back, relax and enjoy the time together. We also wrote my Dad's obituary while there (see, not a normal Easter) which was nice to be able to reflect on his life with my siblings and mom. Amelia enjoyed watching everyone and all of the attention she got. On Sunday Jonathan and I went to my brother-in-law's parents with my mom, sister and brother-in-law. We wanted to be able to spend as much time with my mom as possible. Amelia was doted on there too. She is such a ham and LOVED the attention. Thank you to the Johnson family for including us and for sprinkling Amelia's head with her first confetti egg!<br />
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<br />Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-10839235969042219082014-04-13T18:17:00.000-05:002014-04-13T18:17:20.038-05:00First WeddingWe went to a wedding this past weekend, Amelia's first. It was an outdoor, western themed wedding and so much fun. We had a great time celebrating our friend's big day! Amelia is such a great traveler. She doesn't sleep well in hotel rooms but she is still such a happy baby. She had little cowboy boots to wear with her dress but by the time we took pictures the boots had come off (it was hot). I think she was pretty adorable anyways! I made her dress and headband out of a mens western shirt and some lace.<br />
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<br />Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-37065607323942275832014-03-24T18:07:00.000-05:002014-04-10T18:07:43.296-05:002 years...Happy Birthday Grant Oliver2 years have passed since I've held you in my arms. I think of you every day and miss you always. We had a party to celebrate Grant this year and it was so much fun. So many of our friends came and my sister even drove down from Dallas to be here. I decided that we should make tiny hats to donate to local hospitals so that other families would know that their baby is special and loved. We made over 200 hats that day. Our small group at church got us a card and donated money to MEND in Grant's memory. So sweet. I loved being able to celebrate his life with everyone. I had to work on Grant's actual birthday. I was a little bummed about it. However, at work that day someone I work with came up to me and asked to talk to me later. When I was done seeing patients she came down and met me in my office and proceeded to tell me that she lost a baby earlier this year. They received one of the diapers we had donated to our local hospital and she said how much it meant to her. It was amazing hearing about this on Grant's birthday!<br />
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Happy 2nd Birthday in Heaven baby boy. I can't wait to see you again. Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-90206886543015391472014-03-06T21:42:00.003-06:002014-03-06T21:42:50.056-06:006 month PicturesHere are some of her 6 month pictures taken a couple of different days. She didn't cooperate much the day of her "Valentines" pictures but we still managed to get a few cute ones. As always, I have a pretty amazing photographer in my sister :)<br />
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<br />Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-67928985246488119822014-03-06T21:40:00.004-06:002014-03-06T21:40:59.392-06:006 months...1/2 yr....HOW? HOW is she 6 months old already? I don't understand how time has gone so fast. She is growing and changing so fast. I'm loving this age. Watching her learn new things all the time is so fun, and a little sad, all at once.<br />
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Weight: 15lbs 8 oz (40%)<br />
Height: 25 inches (11%)<br />
Head: 41.8cm (32%)<br />
LOVES: playing/rolling all over the floor, jumping in her jumper, sucking on her two middle fingers on her right hand (think I Love You sign), baths<br />
HATES: being still<br />
SLEEPING: 11-12 hrs each night, 2-3 naps each day ranging from 15 min to 2 hrs depending on the day<br />
EATING: 4 oz every 2 hours, some baby foods and some regular foods (she prefers to self feed regular food)<br />
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She now has TWO teeth and boy are they sharp. She rolls all over the floor and is very quick. She is trying to crawl. I'm not ready for her to be that mobile yet. She loves playing with her toys and making lots of noise. I love hearing her squeal and laugh.<br />
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If you compare her growth stats from previous posts you'll notice she isn't growing very fast and is actually losing some of her chub. We have to go back to the doctor in a month to see if she is growing appropriately. She's always keeping us on our toes.<br />
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Here is her usual monthly picture in her chair with Grant Bear.<br />
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<br />Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-37701862165143656422014-02-18T08:35:00.002-06:002014-02-18T08:35:30.816-06:00Lets Be Honest.....I Don't Love ItWarning: Talk of breastfeeding involved. Don't continue if you don't want to read about it :)<br />
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I love, love, love being a mom. I love sweet baby cuddles, smiles, giggles and squeals. She is precious and perfect and I wouldn't trade this for anything. What do I not love then? Breastfeeding/pumping. I really really wanted to, but I don't. I actually despise pumping. I can't wait until she is no longer taking breast milk. I want to give her breast milk until 1 yr, that has been my goal. I don't hate breastfeeding as much as pumping but I don't love it. I like that it's our quiet time. Only me and her. I don't like how she has a terrible latch (always has) and that I still have to use a nipple shield. I don't like that she is super distractible so what should take15 minutes takes 30 and instead of it being a relaxing experience I am always having to try to get her attention again to get her to re-latch. I'm sure some will say that I should enjoy this because I'll miss it when it's over, and you know what, maybe I will. I've learned to never say never when it comes to parenting. I may miss our early morning sessions where she is still sleepy and looks at me and smiles. I know that I most likely won't miss being attached to a machine for 15 minutes at a time every 4-6 hours when I can't breastfeed.<br />
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<br />Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-59843288581503638162014-02-14T19:53:00.001-06:002014-02-18T08:36:05.327-06:00Squeaky Clean<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I can't get over how adorable she is :)Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-33962906578324568652014-01-12T20:28:00.002-06:002014-01-12T20:28:22.182-06:00Gospel Community...Being More TransparentChurch this morning was AMAZING. It was all about community. Why we need it and how it should look. I stole our pastors phrase...gospel community. It means making our church look like the community that God has in mind. Rich, poor, educated, uneducated, outgoing, introverted all fellowshiping together, being a community. This means that we rejoice with those who rejoice and mourn with those who mourn. We support each other through burdens and hard times. We pray for each other, encourage each other and speak truth to each other. While he was preaching I was thinking about our COM group (small group) that we have recently joined. We have begun making friends in this group and are enjoying getting to know them. However, as he was talking about how we should be more transparent in our COM groups, in order to allow us to really be a gospel community, I was thinking about how most of our group doesn't really know about Grant. One couple already knew Grant's story. I used to work with her and we were friends before we started going to church there. However, only 1 or 2 more girls in the group know about him. It's not because we aren't proud of him. I think it's because we don't want to burden others with the sadness of a baby dying. The look that people give you when you say your baby died is heartbreaking and we aren't always open about it. We need to be though. I was talking with my friend Melinda (who is in our COM group and knows about Grant) after church today about this. I think the next time our group gets together we will share Grant's story. The whole story. These are our friends, fellow believers, those who are supposed to be there to support and love us, they should know about our first born, our son.<br />
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I've been thinking about Grant a great deal more lately than normal. I think about him every day but most of the time it's a short thought as I see his picture on our wall or see his nose on Amelia. Sometimes I think more as I rock her and pray before bed or when I see a little boy that would be about his age. As his second birthday is approaching I've thought about him more. I've thought about how I want to celebrate him for his birthday, how I want people to remember him. I'm still working on what I would like to do for his birthday but I'm sure I will figure something out that will honor him and celebrate him. First, I will share his life with our friends. Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-16233350360741432372014-01-08T16:22:00.002-06:002014-01-08T16:22:46.685-06:001st ChristmasThis year I was lucky and had the ENTIRE week of Christmas off! It was amazing to be able to spend her first Christmas in Dallas with our families. It was a crazy busy week but we enjoyed it and were thankful for the time we had with family. We were then thankful that we got to sleep in our own beds when we got back :) We started our week off by going to my Memaw's 80th birthday party/family Christmas party. Amelia got to meet family members for the first time and it was nice being able to celebrate my Memaw. The next day we went with my Mom to take my Memaw home and then we went to my Aunt's house and Amelia got to be cuddled by more family members she had never met. I hadn't seen my Aunts in a long time so it was nice to see them and visit for a while. Amelia loved the attention cause she's rotten like that. Monday, yes Monday (2 days before Christmas), Jonathan and I took my Dad Christmas shopping. Oh! What an adventure that was. Christmas Eve and Christmas Day were full of Christmas activities with our families. The only problem with everyone living in Dallas is everyone doesn't really live in Dallas. The DFW metroplex is HUGE and it's about an hour and fifteen minutes between my families house and Jonathan's families house. Makes for lots of car time. Thankfully, Amelia is a trooper in the car and did great both days. Thursday we hung out with my Mom and Friday we headed home! We left most of Amelia's gifts at my Mom's house. No room in the car with us, our stuff and our 2 dogs. We will have to get her presents later. Good thing she's too young to know! We also spent a great deal of December in our numerous Christmas outfits and made a trip to see Santa.<br />
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<br />Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-15210166439983216532014-01-05T22:08:00.002-06:002014-01-05T22:09:43.814-06:004 months...A Little LateMy baby girl is 4 months old! I really, really, really need time to slow down. Tonight I was loading pictures onto our computer from my phone and Oh..My..Goodness she has grown and changed so much. I can't believe how big she is. Here are her stats and what she is up to now.<br />
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Weight: 14lbs 6oz (75%)<br />
Height: 25 inches (75%)<br />
LOVES: playing on her play-mat and in her jumper, her Daddy, bottles and her fingers, baths<br />
HATES: naps, nursing when she is tired, really hungry or it's after 3pm<br />
SLEEPING: 11-12 hours each night (7pm-7am). about 3 15-30 min naps per day <br />
EATING: 4oz every 2 hours when awake. Sometimes takes 6-7 oz before bed or late in the afternoon.<br />
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It's really funny that she now prefers a bottle over nursing since she hated them so much in the beginning. She especially wants them when she is really tired, hungry or it's getting later in the evening. She still nurses willingly first thing in the morning which is nice because I HATE pumping. She has outgrown her colic, actually she outgrew that at about 12 weeks. She goes to bed in her own bed around 7pm every night and prefers to be laid down awake and left alone. She hates to take naps during the day and fights it as much as possible. I may try black out curtains in her room. She started laughing 2 days after she turned 3 months old and it is the most adorable sound ever. She now "talks" all the time and tried to help preach today at church. She learned to roll from her tummy to her back on December 10, sat up without help for the first time on December 20 (when she turned 4 months old) and rolled from her back to her tummy on December 30. Today she learned how to turn in circles while on her tummy and is trying to figure out how to scoot on her belly. I'm not ready for her to be mobile! She sucks on her two middle fingers on her right hand to put herself to sleep and sometimes "talks" herself to sleep. She is the sweetest thing in the world and I don't know what I would do without her.<br />
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<br />Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-85007040488316699112013-12-08T22:39:00.002-06:002013-12-08T22:39:58.963-06:00First Thanksgiving! We enjoyed our week of Thanksgiving. My mom was able to be here for the whole week, which was AMAZING! It was so much fun to have her here and spending time with us and Amelia. She cooked us lots of delicious food and we just chilled by the fire for a few days. It was COLD the first part of the week. Jonathan's family was supposed to come down the Sunday before Thanksgiving but because there was a chance of ice and it was so cold we decided to cancel. The biggest bummer was that it didn't end up icing at all and we could have still had our Thanksgiving, oh well, better to be safe than have people stranded or in car accidents. Since we didn't eat the food for that day we decided to have a friend Thanksgiving on Wednesday night. We also took a Thanksgiving meal to a family in need on Wednesday. Thursday we did a whole lot of nothing until that night when my mom and I braved the crowds and went shopping. Friday morning my mom and Jonathan went shopping while I stayed home with Amelia. We got a few gifts but most of our stuff we ordered online. Friday we also went and bought Amelia's first Christmas tree. She wore her Christmas shirt on Friday and then on Saturday we had Thanksgiving with our family so she wore her Thanksgiving shirt. Maybe a little backwards but it was fun! Before we could eat on Saturday Jonathan, my brother and my brother-in-law put the Christmas lights on our house, they are beautiful. We ate lots of delicious food and enjoyed spending time with each other. I really enjoyed my family being at our house and not having to drive for this holiday. Here are some pictures of Amelia in her Thanksgiving outfit. It was truly a day to be thankful for.<br />
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<br />Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-10631897453253748282013-11-12T11:02:00.000-06:002013-11-12T11:02:03.235-06:00Halloween 2013Amelia's first Halloween was so much fun. We went to the pumpkin patch and a couple of church Trunk or Treats. One for our church and one with a friend. Amelia was dressed up as Minion from Despicable Me and was adorable. Jonathan was dressed up as Gru. I was going to be Margo but the plan I had for a skirt didn't work out and then I didn't have time to make one from scratch. I had so much fun making Amelia's hat and Jonathan's scarf though. I can't wait until next Halloween when we will dress up as a family again. I love themed costumes! <br />
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<br />Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-82480080194190035192013-10-25T13:28:00.000-05:002013-10-25T13:28:07.545-05:00Cloth Diapering...The Bybee WayWe use cloth diapers. No, we aren't crazy. Yes, it is a little more work than disposable diapering but not much. In our opinion and for our family it is completely worth the extra work. Amelia can't wear Pampers brand diapers, she gets an AWFUL rash. Huggies work and we have used them when traveling but prefer to use cloth even when out and about. Here is a little about what we use, our favorites and our least favorites, and our wash routine. <br />
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Our Stash: 3 Grovia Hybrid shells and 8 inserts<br />
$16.95/shell; $17.95/2 inserts<br />
3 Best Bottoms Covers and 9 Size medium stay dry inserts<br />
$83.85 for package of 3 covers and 9 inserts here: <a href="http://www.nickisdiapers.com/best-bottom-diapers-package-deals.html">Best Bottoms Package</a> or<br />
$16.95/Cover and $3.95/stay dry insert<br />
1 Softbums cover<br />
$21.95<br />
6 Nicki's Pocket Diapers<br />
$9.95/diaper<br />
1 Little Monster Pocket Diaper<br />
$11.95<br />
1 Thirsties Duo Wrap Cover Size 1 w/ velcro<br />
$12.95<br />
1 Thirsties Duo All In One (AIO) Size 1<br />
$15.75<br />
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We also have a bunch of Fuzzi buns pocket diapers that were given to us by a friend. When she was smaller we tried a trial package from <a href="http://www.jilliansdrawers.com/">Jillians Drawers</a> that is for newborns. In this we tried Bumgenius Newborn AIO, prefolds, the Thirsties Duo AIO and Thirsties Cover, Kissaluvs fitteds, Prowrap cover and a Bumgenius Freetime AIO. We also purchased a Grovia Newborn AIO. <br />
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Newborn Period:<br />
Favorites: Grovia Newborn AIO and Kissaluvs size 0 fitteds with Thirsties cover<br />
OK: Thirsties Duo Size 1 AIO- we still use this one, not my favorite but
works in a pinch. I also liked the prefolds ok but they weren't my
favorite and they were not as user friendly. <br />
Least Favorites: Bumgenius Newborn AIO (leaked) and Bumgenius Freetime AIO (too bulky)<br />
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Now: 6 weeks and up<br />
Favorites: My favorite is the Bestbottoms insert in the Bestbottoms or Softbums cover. The softbums cover is more trim fitting. The Bestbottoms covers are capable of preventing the most serious breastmilk poo blowouts. I also really like the Grovia shells and inserts. Jonathan's favorites are the Grovia ones followed by the Bestbottoms ones. <br />
OK: Thirsties Duo Size 1 AIO and Nicki's pockets. They work ok but are very bulky. The Nicki's pockets do have some seriously cute prints. I also really like the print on our Little Monsters Pocket (penguins) and it works similar to the Nicki's pockets.<br />
Least Favorites: Fuzzibuns. They just don't seem to fit her very well and leak. <br />
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We have discovered that our Thirsties Duo size 1 wrap will fit our Bestbottoms inserts which is nice.<br />
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Closure types: We both prefer the snap closure to the velcro. <br />
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Wash Routine: Amelia goes through about 10 diapers a day. I prefer to line dry our diapers. If I am going to do this (it takes all day) I have to wash every day to day and a half. If I am going to dry them in the dryer I can go 2 days between washes. We really need about 6 more diapers and then I can go every 2 days and still dry them outside.<br />
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Washer Type: Whirlpool Cabrio Platinum Top Loader<br />
Water Type: Hard<br />
Detergent: Rockin Green Hard Rock <br />
We start by spraying her poop into the toilet using a diaper sprayer attachment on the guest bathroom toilet. We then toss all diapers into the diaper pail liner in a normal trash can with a lid that is stored in the guest bathroom. We have never had problems with stink by rinsing the poo off and washing every 2 days. At wash time I dump all contents of the wet bag and the wet bag (turned inside out) into our washer. I first run a rinse and spin cycle without soap. This is followed by a cycle set to bulky with warm water with 2 tbsp of soap added to the soap dispenser. I also choose an extra rinse cycle. I then hang the diapers and covers to dry outside or place the diapers in the dryer and lay the covers to air dry. I dry the diapers on warm in the dryer (takes about 60 min to get them good and dry). After I line dry the diapers I toss them in the dryer for about 10 min to help soften them. I have never had problems with leak or stink issues with our microfiber diapers but we have only been doing this for a couple of months. <br />
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Cloth Wipes: Yes, we also use cloth wipes but only when at home. We use Circo brand newborn cloth diapers for wipes with a spray bottle of water. I just spray her bottom and wipe it clean. The wipe goes in the diaper pail with the dirty diapers and gets washed with them.<br />
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When we are out and about I take a couple of inserts and an extra cover in the diaper bag. The nice thing about the BestBottom covers is the inside is wipe-able so if it just gets wet or a little bit of poop on the inside of the cover you can wipe it clean with a baby wipe and let it dry while using a different cover and it's good to go again. We take a travel size wet bag with us to store dirty diapers in.<br />
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There you have it! Cloth diapering Bybee style! Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-81454407461560303592013-10-23T15:16:00.002-05:002013-10-23T15:24:30.637-05:00Preparing for Change...Returning to WorkMy maternity leave will soon be ending. I have been so blessed to have these past few months. I will have taken 10 1/2 weeks off since her birth and I was off the week before she was born because that's how my schedule happened to fall. This means I haven't worked in almost 12 weeks. Yikes! I miss work. I miss using my brain and helping sick kids. However, I love being with her all day every day. Yes, there are times when I just want a few minutes without a baby on my lap (or nursing :) ) but for the most part when I am away from her I miss her. Since I am soon returning to work Jonathan and I have started trying to get her used to me being gone. In my 2 month post I put that she hates bottles, it's because she does. She HATES them. She will drink from one if she is hungry but she usually gives you a look while she does it. We find it hilarious that she seems to look at us and say with her eyes "seriously, you think this is the same as my mom?"<br />
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I work nights. Amelia has colic, worse at night. Can you see how this may not be a good thing? At least when both of us are home we can share the burden on a bad night. Amelia usually doesn't go to bed until 11 or 11:30. She does sleep until 6 or 6:30 almost every morning though. This week we have started trying to have Jonathan put her down every other night (the nights when he doesn't have class early the next day). The first couple of times he did this she went to bed a little later than normal and fussed more than normal but he succeeded and seemed to be no worse for the wear. NOT the case for last night! Last night she didn't go to sleep until 4:15am! Jonathan came and woke me up at 2:45 and told me it was my turn. For some reason she just didn't want to sleep. She would fall asleep in his arms for 10-15 minutes and when he laid her down her eyes would pop wide open and she would cry and cry and cry. I nursed her at 2:50 and tried to put her down at 3:20. No luck. She wanted to look at me and smile and coo. She nursed again at about 4 and finally fell asleep at 4:15 and let me put her down. She was awake at 8:30! We will continue working on getting her to go to bed at night without nursing. This is going to be a struggle. She is one stubborn little girl :) Please pray for our sanity over the next few weeks as we continue to work on getting her used to me not being around all the time. It is hard for her, hard for me, and hard for Jonathan. I'm going to miss her sweetness when I am working. For a little bit of humor after a long night we put her in a shirt that says "I'm a cotton headed ninnymuggins". <br />
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I know this is just for a "season" and that it will get better, but it is so hard to see your baby sad and know that you can help but shouldn't because it will just make things worse later.<br />
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I love this little girl and am blessed to be her mom! <br />
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<br />Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-82749105608257349322013-10-21T14:53:00.004-05:002013-10-21T14:53:37.269-05:002 Months Old.....Where Has the Time Gone?! Time is going way to fast for my liking. Amelia is growing every day it seems like and I am wondering where my little baby has gone. Today was her 2 month doctors appointment. Here is what she is up to!<br />
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Weight: 11lbs 13 oz (75%)<br />
Height: 22inches (45%)<br />
LOVES: Cuddles and nursing<br />
HATES: Bottles, Pacis, swaddling<br />
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She coos, smiles and holds her head up. She is trying to roll over already (that needs to stop :) ) She loves to "stand" in our laps and actually has pretty good control of her body. She's super colicky at night and cries most nights starting at around 7pm and going until she crashes around 11 or 11:30, some nights later. She sleeps great once she falls asleep and sleeps 6.5-8 hours most nights. She is happiest in the mornings and that is when we get the most smiles out of her. We are blessed!<br />
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Here are some recent photos!<br />
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<br />Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-91635325392600339792013-09-24T10:52:00.002-05:002013-09-24T10:52:37.818-05:00The Mommy and The Pediatrician I am both of these all the time, however sometimes one side wins over the other. At work I am a Pediatrician first and a Mommy second. Being a Pediatrician first allows me to do my job objectively and being a Mommy second allows me to have a level of empathy and compassion for my patients and their families. At home I am the reverse. I am first a Mommy and second a Pediatrician. I am never able to be just one and I wouldn't want to be. I love both of my roles, equally but differently. At home I love being a Mommy and not thinking too much about my job as a pediatrician. These roles collide a little differently however when my baby is sick. Amelia is only 5 weeks old and has her first illness. She is snotty, coughing, sleeping more than normal and not eating super great. I wish I could do more for her than suction her nose and use a humidifier. I know she doesn't need to go to the doctor, nothing they can do that I'm not already doing. I know if she has a fever we have to go to the ER and she has to have all sorts of tests run to make sure it's just a cold and not something serious. I know what to watch for if she is dehydrated. I KNOW she is ok, just a little cold. My Pediatrician brain tells me this. However, my Mommy brain tells me that my baby is sick and that makes me sad. Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-14039147148536320202013-09-09T15:05:00.001-05:002013-09-09T16:20:52.317-05:00The Sad with The HappyI'm going to be honest in this post. It's about being sad while being happy, something that may make absolutely no sense to some but others will completely understand what I'm saying. I'm not trying to whine, just be honest so that people understand what it's like to have things turn out not how you planned and what it's like to have a baby after a loss. <br />
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I am 100% totally in love with Amelia. I am thrilled that she is here and healthy. She is beautiful and perfect and amazing and I can't believe she is mine. I am sad that Grant isn't here with her. Sometimes when I go to nurse her in the middle of the night I get tears in my eyes as a thought enters my mind that it is something I never got with him. I look at her sweet little face where her nose is exactly like his and remember how amazing he was and wish he were here too.<br />
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I had a c-section. Not something I planned or wanted. It was necessary to get her here safely and I am thankful for the ability of my OB and hospital to detect problems and intervene before they become serious. I am thankful that she is here safely. I'm sad that I had to have a c-section. I had wanted a 100% natural, un-medicated birth. Not because I thought that women who chose otherwise are "less" of a mom, but because it was what I thought was best for me and her. However, I ended up getting an epidural because I wasn't progressing despite time and effort and I needed rest. I don't regret that decision for a minute. I'm sad that I didn't get to have the birth that I wanted for us. I wanted to have my crying, screaming, alive baby handed straight to me after she was born and placed on my chest so I could hold her close. Instead my OB pulled her from my womb and I got a short glance at her before she was taken to a warmer surrounded by strangers who were making sure she was ok. Her daddy got to go stand by her and take some pictures of her beautiful face but I missed all of it. I then got to "hold her" a little while I was still laying on the operating table, kiss her sweet face, look in my husband's eyes and marvel at her. This only lasted a couple of short minutes before I gave her to Jonathan and he was taking her to the other room where it was warmer. They had him carry her to our room where my mom and sister waited. I didn't get to see her meet them for the first time. I got taken back to our room a few minutes later. The nurses were helping get her cleaned up and I had them bathe her. I wanted to but I was shaking so badly from side effects of the epidural and was in so much pain from my c-section that I was afraid of dropping her. I was so groggy from pain medicine that I kept dozing off and don't remember much about them bathing her. I am sad about this. I'm sad that I missed so many of her "firsts". I can't get those back. Then, because of all of the chaos we don't have a family picture of us that day, or any day in the hospital for that matter. I've missed out on so many things with Grant because he isn't here and then I missed out on things with her too. Something I wasn't ready for.<br />
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I am so incredibly happy to have her here. I LOVE being her mommy. She is amazing and perfect and everything I imagined her to be plus some. Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-2640696096248430982013-09-01T09:58:00.001-05:002013-09-01T09:58:49.279-05:00ComplicationsIt seems that if something can go wrong it will with doctors and their health. I don't know why that is but it's annoying. I'm typing this on my iPad as I hold my sweet baby and sit in a hospital bed. I got admitted back to the hospital Friday night with an almost 103 fever from an infection in the lining of my uterus. I'm feeling better today and haven't had a fever since early Saturday morning so hopefully I can go home this afternoon. I'm so thankful for hospitals and medicine. This is why so many women used to die during and after childbirth, however I will be fine. I'm also thankful for a hospital that allows my baby to stay with me to promote breast feeding and my husband to stay as well. Taking care of an almost 2 week old while sick and in the hospital has been hard but we are making it.Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-20982697432127841812013-08-22T21:14:00.000-05:002013-08-22T21:14:14.328-05:00Amelia Kathryn Bybee Has Arrived! Amelia Kathryn Bybee made her debut into this world on Tuesday August 20, 2013 at 4:46pm. She is beautiful! Here is her birth story with a few pictures.<br />
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We chose to be induced on Monday night the 19th when I was 39 weeks 1 day pregnant. We chose induction then because she was getting quite big and Jonathan starts the fall semester on Aug 26th. We wanted to have time to adjust to a newborn, me to have someone to help for a few days, and him to get to spend time with her before going to school again. The plan was for us to go to the hospital on Monday night between 9 and 10pm to start the induction process and have her on Tuesday. When we got to the hospital we had to sit in the waiting room for over an hour because there were so many babies being born they didn't have a room for us (or a friend who was being induced the same time). When we finally got put in our room I was 3cm dilated and contracting on my own but not regularly enough to have a baby so they started a low dose pitocin to help me have more consistent contractions. Soon I was contracting about 4 times in 10 minutes and they increased my medicine to make me contract every 2 minutes (5 times in 10 minutes is the goal). Around 5:15am I was found to be 5cm dilated and they broke my water to help things along a little more. I was being monitored during this time and Amelia was doing fabulously. My goal was to have a natural birth without pain medicine and I was doing well handling the pain. Around 7am I went for a walk around the halls with my sister to help pass the time and hopefully help me progress a little more. I was then checked again and was at 7cm. I was now having quite a bit of pain with each contraction and they were getting stronger and closer together. They turned off my pitocin because I was contracting so well and my labor continued on it's own without any medicine. My nurse was amazing! She helped me get in the shower at the hospital to labor with the hot water hitting me and it made all the difference in the world. Jonathan was a great labor coach. The contractions continued to get stronger and more painful and we thought I was getting closer. However when they checked me again around 11am I was still only at a 7. About an hour later I was still at a 7 and chose to get an epidural. I had been awake all night at that point and wasn't progressing. I was hoping that if I got the epidural I could rest and let my body relax a little and it would help me progress. The epidural went in great and Amelia was still doing wonderfully. I was able to rest for a while when things started getting a little scary. The monitors were showing that Amelia was having trouble with each contraction and wasn't recovering very well after some of them. Her heart rate was dropping and staying too low. They had me lay in different positions and put some oxygen on me and she was doing better. I laid on my right side, where Amelia was doing the best, for what seemed like forever. When they checked me again I was at an 8 and she was still not dropping down much into the birth canal. She then started having a few more heart rate drops so they put monitors on her head to watch her more closely, put some fluid back into the amniotic sac (hoping it would help her handle the contractions better) and we continued to watch. She was still doing ok and I was doing better with the epidural. Around 4:30pm they checked me again and I wasn't even at a 9 yet and she was still high. Then her heart rate dropped into the 40s and she wasn't recovering very quickly even with changing my position and putting me back on oxygen. Her heart rate did come up back to normal but she wasn't handling contractions well. We decided to go with an urgent c-section at that time to prevent needing an emergency c-section if her heart rate dropped and wouldn't come back up. Our only goal was to have a healthy baby and we didn't want to jepordize that just for a natural birth. The anesthesiologists and OB doctors rushed in and prepped me for surgery. Amelia was born at 4:46pm by c-section. When they were trying to get her out they discovered that her head was stuck in the birth canal. Someone actually had to push her back up into my abdomen to get her out. She did great! My recovery is now a little more complicated and I am very sore from laboring all day and then needing a c-section but we are doing well.<br />
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Amelia Kathryn Bybee<br />
Born August 20, 2013 at 4:46pm<br />
8lbs 7oz, 19 inches<br />
She has her brother Grant's nose, her dad's hands and feet and my mouth and she is absolutely perfect.<br />
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<br />Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-8790686192299114992013-08-15T13:11:00.000-05:002013-08-15T13:11:03.374-05:00Maternity PicturesHere are some of my maternity pictures done by my amazingly talented little sister.<br />
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These are the ones we took Easter weekend to announce her coming arrival to the world! <br />
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These are some my sister took June 29th of just me and Amelia.<br />
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<br />Here are the ones she took a few weeks later with both of us!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Reading the book he picked out for her. So sweet!</td></tr>
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<br />Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-20330200394877795152013-08-15T12:47:00.001-05:002013-08-15T12:47:43.313-05:00Baby ShowersOur first baby shower was in May and our last one was in June. One was here where we live with friends and one was in Dallas with friends and family from there. We are so blessed to have so many people who love us and this sweet girl. Here are a few photos from each shower.<br />
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Temple, TX Friend Shower May 18th<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Her invitation</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My mom and I</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sarah, Me and Allie (2 of the 3 Hostesses)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The cake (delicious and beautiful!)</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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Dallas, TX shower June 29th<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and the cake. Once again, pretty and delicious!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yum, cake!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Beautiful Grandmother making onesies. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Her Just Born Onesie. We have one made for each month for the first year. It was fun to be able to do these at the party. </td></tr>
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<br />Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1612988462787289693.post-70514734507125516272013-07-29T20:31:00.002-05:002013-07-29T20:31:44.911-05:00The NurseryHere is Amelia's nursery. I am in love with it. I love going in there and sitting in her chair and just dreaming. It is calm and soothing and everything I wanted it to be. It's pretty and girly but not pink and "fru-fru". <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wreath on her door, made by a good friend!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">View from the door. That's Grant's bear on the shelf in the corner :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">View from the crib.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">View from the closet. That chair is sooooo comfortable!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A closer look at her bookshelf. The penguins are because we have called her Baby Penguin since our first ultrasound. That silver frame says "Me and My Big Brother." Can't wait to put a picture of her and Grant bear in it!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Her dresser/changing table. The blank space by the mirror will eventually have something hanging there, it's just not done yet. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our dog Kira. She follows me everywhere and loves being in the nursery with me. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Close up of her crib. Jonathan picked it out :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bows and headbands on her bow holder I made. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Close up of her quilt!</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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I had so much fun picking out her fabric and making her curtains, bed skirt, crib sheets, changing pad cover and quilt. A good friend did the actual quilting after I pieced it all together. I even had enough of the curtain/bedskirt fabric left over to make the cute pillow and bow holder. Kristyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17034455627991686507noreply@blogger.com4