Monday, February 22, 2010

Phone blog

I am writing this on my iPhone. It is pretty awesome.
Penelope's stomach hurts today, it makes me sad. I am not a great comunicator all the time I decided. It is frustrating. I am getting better at breast feeding, that is cool. It is still annoying to pump at work but it won't kill me.
I am hanging out with my family this week because they will be in town, all of my siblings.

Penelope has a tendancy to hold onto her binki string while she sleeps. Well the dryer just went off and it startled her and she pulled it and the pacifier popped right out. It was super cute :)

well I guess that is it.

Love, Mimi

Friday, February 19, 2010

26th birthday photo

Monday, February 1, 2010

All about Breastfeeding

Sometimes breastfeeding upsets my stomach. It feels like there is a hook and line attached to my pubic bone and it is slowly being pulled out through my esophagus. It makes me sick, sore and swollen. When I thought first of being a mother i didn't dream of sitting in a bathroom with a mechanical mouth pulling food from me. I hear the whir of Industrial white noises as I sit on my feeding throne. The chair has wheels so I can cart it back and forth, to and from my desk and my, well other desk.
One desk has a modest computer and shared phone. It's smothered with pieces of my personality flare from the years I have been employed here. It has a comfy black arm chair hugging under the slightly too short desk. I get business done here.
My other desk is tiled with a sink basin in the center. It holds my breast pumps duffel-like bag. Conveniently, the bag has a mini cooler in it with removable ice packs to store pumped milk. Inconveniently, I forgot to grab the ice packs out of the freezer this morning rendering it useless. I hope people at work don't mind the little bottles of breast milk I put in the break room refrigerator. As I am writing this with my thumb, on my phone, one handed in the bathroom, the batteries in my pump have died. It is a good thing I snagged the gigantic ancient AC adapter to plug it in. Wait, is there absolutely no plug outlets in this bathroom? Figures, guess I will have to improvise at my next appointment with my pump in 3 hours. I feel awfully American assuming there would be accessible electricity in my flush toilet bathroom office.
It seems my life is in 3 hour increments.
Here I am 3 hours later siting in a coworker's office taking advantage of the outlets. It feels like my chest might explode if I didn't start pumping soon. All I can picture is a cow with a sagging full utter. Moo. I am glad the guy evacuated his office with only a couple of jokes. "You need me to grab you a big gulp cup?". I feel like I am in high school again.
I hope I make my milk quota today. I am not sure if I drank enough water, I'll cross my fingers. I feel like I should get a gold star when I produce enough. Maybe I need to make myself a chart and buy some star stickers to track what a good milker I am.
I do like breastfeeding. Though i cried and cried when my milk came in, I really enjoy feeding the baby. I wish I could bring the babe to work with me. I know my milk is good for the little one. My husband told me to commit to it if I choose to breastfeed. It is a love hate relationship. It doesn't work too well if I cry about it everyday.
I am glad I can provide for the little one. And it is a plus at night to not have to get a bottle.
At lunch time I pass on the onions and beans... And caffeine, cheese, hummus, tomatoes and chocolate. Well that is a lie I still eat chocolate, So sue me.
One thing that is interesting about storing liquid in my mammary glands is the produce different amounts of milk. This leads to different size boobs. That's right I said it, I now have one bigger then the other.
Why am I writing all of this? What is the point of this piece of writing? Well it is a confession I guess. I understand why some women choose not to go through this ordeal. I myself am taking it a day at a time. It is challenging to go to work and still stick to feeding the baby with Mother's milk. Not only does it make your hormone levels wacky but it is uncomfortable. This is my women war cry saying "I can do this and I am awesome for it!" I think I am mostly saying, "Hey new moms, I relate. It will be okay. It will all work out." So thumbs up to everyone who sticks to it and "Thanks for your best effort" to those who have tried their hardest because IT ISN'T EASY. Or maybe it is easy for some, It is getting easier for me.
This week I had the CEO of my company ask why i was taking a chair with me into the bathroom... it was kinda funny.

Love, Mimi

New Rogers, New Renter, New year!




Cousin Clover and Penelope 8 days apart




Last December we have our newest addition to the Rogers Family. Miss Penelope Francis has been and excellent sister and Daughter so far. I am not sure what I did to get such a good, cute baby but I am grateful. She started smiling right at a month old and now she reaches for things and she is less then two months still. She isn't very fussy at all. When she is waiting to eat she just watches me intently instead of crying about it. At night we have had a lot of success with her sleeping schedule. She is already having 7 hour nights and it is a blessing! Kelton has been such a good big Brother. He asks to hold her often and he is always there to help her with her pacifier if she drops it. He is the self ordained "Have you washed your hands?" sheriff of the house. In Kelton's class this month they learned about castles and he got to make one with John and I to go show off, we had a lot of fun. It is crazy how is learning to read and takes spelling tests, I am so proud of him. John has been such and awesome support and rock through it all. He is an amazing father. It is funny to think that the first few nights we had Penelope home I was asking John how to do everything. He knows how to take care of his family and I am is awe of him all of the time. Not only is he great with the kids but he makes me feel so special for just being his wife. It is rare he misses a beat. Everything from noticing when I am on the verge of tears or dropping flowers at my work for my birthday. I am a blessed girl. Last week i went back to work full time and I am still adjusting. I really miss my little ones. Lucky, my Mom has been watching Penelope for us this last week.
This month my brother Peter, his wife Kristin and their new babe Clover moved up to Utah from San Diego. I am really happy because they are going to be renting our Mother In Law apartment and live so close. It is nice seeing all of their stuff moved in. The apartment itself looks more like a home then it ever has. Also, Kristin is going to be our Nanny and it is a relief to I know our Penelope will be in good hands hanging out with her cousin Clover. This morning I went to go visit Pete on my way to work at his new job because this is his first day. He works at the Starbucks off Redwood and about I215. I dropped off a string cheese and a costume ring to entertain him while he made me a tea. It was a nice way to start my Monday. I sure did miss visiting my siblings at work! I miss my siblings in general. Now I have Sam, Melinda, Laura and Pete in Utah. Though Melinda lives Kinda far in Logan and Laura is in Lindon. This month Sarah is coming town to visit, that's right, a whole month! And at the end of the Month Jake, Reagan, Jessie and Jessie's Brother are coming to meet up with all of us. I am so excited! I am sad Jake's daughter Piper won't be able to make the trip since she is in such a fragile condition. I hope we can make it out to NY to visit her within the next year or two.
My life is great and I am full of thanks and love for everything. The aftermath of having a baby is hectic but I am still here and kicking!

Love, Mimi Rogers

PS: Here are some links to picture albums all the way from Halloween to now!!
Penelope's Birth 2009

Christmas 2009

Halloween 2009

Kelton's 5th Birthday 2009