Meet Jake Anthony: No Nap = No Sanity

Thursday, September 11, 2008

No Nap = No Sanity

OK, so if there was ever a doubt that Jake still needs an afternoon nap, I can honestly say, it's gone now! We've had the pleasure of two NO NAP days in a row (the excitement of a new school) and I'm not sure we're going to survive a third!!!! I have ALL intentions of bribing his teacher tomorrow (I'm not above slipping her a little cash...LOL) to PLEASE, PLEASE find a way to get him to nap. Or, I may go the "threat" route instead and tell her that I'm going to call to see if he napped and if he didn't, SHE can have the pleasure of his company all night...LOL For those without kids, just picture one of the scenes from The Exorcist, now triple the insanity and you may be close... It's certainly left me with a better appreciation of how people who've gotten convicted of Shaken Baby Syndrome got where they are.

His head stopped spinning long enough to watch a couple of episodes of his new favorite show...WORD WORLD. Major, major, major thanks to his Aunt GG and his girl, Jordan, for getting him hooked on this!!! What a GREAT show!! And unlike Barnie, and the Teletubbies, it's really not painful for us parents to watch either. Speaking of his girl, Jordan, she's certainly had a major influence on him after spending a full week together up in P-town on vacation. Since he could talk, he's called his pacifier a "Nunga" (YES, he still uses it and YES, I know that's bad and NO, I have no earthly idea where "Nunga" came from??)...well, his girl, Jordan calls it a PACI and now so does he. And he gets VERY upset if we forget and call it a NUNGA...go figure!

On Jake's bday, Jordan's mommy (Aunt GG) and I and Nanny took the two of them to Picture People to see if we could get a couple of good shots of the two love birds. Well...as you can see from the pictures on this site, we got MUCH more than we bargained for!!! Although, honestly, by the end of the session the 3 of us were exhausted and totally convinced that we didn't get a single good shot. Well, $500 later, we walked out with at least 6 winners! And not to go off on some side tangent here, but have you ever noticed what happens in these picture places when it comes to picking out the poses you want??? I TOTALLY and completely check my brain at the door!! I ALWAYS leave with more than I could ever need, use, want and the absolute stupidest combinations possible. Luckily for me, Aunt GG was quick to point out that they purposely stage it that way...the kids are running around because they've just been through a photo shoot and have ZERO tolerance for standing still never mind sitting still, so you're really only paying minimal attention to what you're selecting...add on top of that the total state of exhaustion you're in from jumping, clapping, razzing, doing jumping jacks, and any and every other silly thing you could think of to get smiles you're sure the photographer dude missed and it all makes sense!

Well, the boy is sound asleep and I think I may need a good nights sleep for a change...someone asked me to carry their laptop in the bags under my eyes today...not funny! Plus, tomorrow is D-1 for the big b-day party which always ends up being an enormously stressful day...cleaning, organizing, hiding things, decorating, and cleaning again...it's the day that I traditionally promise myself I'll either keep it to 15 people next year or go to Little Gym or someplace sane like that.

I'm off to pray for NO RAIN!!! I can safely predict there will be NO post tomorrow, but maybe, assuming I survive, I'll be back over the weekend...

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About Jake Anthony

Jake was born on Aug 19, 2005, he weighed a hefty 9lbs 10oz, was 22 inches long (before you say "ouch" it was by C-section) and was welcomed into this world by his mommy, nanny, pops, uncle JJ, LaLa, Aunt Bear, Aunt No-No, Aunt Amy, Aunt CC, Aunt Razz, Aunt Titi, Aunt GG and Aunt Tracey (soon to be Aunt Dana too). To say he was a "dream come true" would be the understatement of the century!!

I had always dreamed of being a mommy and for some reason, had always wanted a boy. (So much so, that I enrolled in the MicroSort clinical trial for gender selection and had the sperm sorted to increase the odds to 85%.) Jake was conceived using IVF and donor #1876 from Fairfax. The donor selection was a VERY serious process including a thorough analysis of every detail imaginable. In the end, the pool was narrowed down to four possible choices, and each of the Posse (his group of Aunts) had an opportunity to evaluate the bio and stats and vote for a 1st, 2nd, and 3rd choice. The votes were tallied and actually, there was a tie between the one we called "Giraffe" and the one we called "James" (because he looked a lot like my brother). For the initial attempt, I went with Giraffe, but after no luck with 2 AI cycles, I switched to "James" (1876) and transitioned to IVF.

The first IVF attempt resulted in 8 eggs, 6 of which survived the fertilization process and 5 of which made it to day 5. PGD testing revealed that there was only 1 healthy normal embryo in the mix and luck would have it, it was a boy! The pregnancy, however, lasted only 8 weeks before I was told it was a non-progressing pregnancy. After that VERY big disappointment and weeks of waiting (and a DNC...uggh), I had the opportunity to try again.

This time, I was rushed in at day 3 and told that the 3 remaining fertilized eggs would not make it to day 5. The absolutely FUNNIEST part of this whole story involved my mom. I had not planned to go to have the procedure on Day 3, so my mom and I had to scramble to get there. (I received the message so late that they actually had to stay open late for me and I had to drive up from South Jersey 3 hours to get there....talk about driving at the speed of light.)

So, my mom meets me and we drive up together and on the way up I tell her "mom, no matter what they say, I only want to put 1 egg back in. I'm having this baby on my own and we already have a strong history of twins in the family and I don't want to risk ending up with 3! Mom, I really need you to be with me on this because they always push you to put more in to increase the odds of success." To which she replied, yes, no problem, I understand."

So, we meet with the doctor and he says, you have 3 remaining embryos, we couldn't do the PGD so we have no idea if any are normal (let alone the sex), so I'm recommending you put all 3 back in. My eyes open wide and I say "ALL 3????" I turn to my mom and she says "I agree with the doctor"...LOL!! And before I knew what hit me, off I went into the surgical suite...

And the result, is the most lovable, adorable, smart little boy in the whole world...hope you enjoy reading about him even half as much as I enjoy raising him...