November 2012 - xoxo Rebecca

The Second Week

I wanted to first take the time to say to everyone how appreciative and amazing you guys have been to me. All the love and support through everything has lifted my heart so greatly through all this that had been going on with my baby.

All the comments are so wonderful and I do read each and every single one. And All the kind words can't express how thankful I am to have you all in my life {whether I know you personally before the blog or after the blog}. You are all very dear to me.

If you are just tuning in and need an update, please go to my previous post about this called The First Week. I couldn't show photos in my post about it because of how personal the photos were. It tells the story from the beginning of what has happened since I had the baby. So I left off how my little baby had to have emergency surgery and I stayed by his side non-stop, day and night as much as I could for the first days leading up to his first week of life.

So on the day he turned a week old {which was also my due date for him} I was with him all morning in the hospital. I was finally holding him and feeding him with a bottle and getting to sit there and cuddle on my brand new baby. Life at home seemed fine even though my daughter was taking it very bad.

I would come home in the afternoons and be with her when she got out of school. She would draw pictures of the baby and then lay on the floor crying and screaming for him. It made me cry a lot because I wanted him home too. That night my stress level went even higher. My husband and I have had a lot of ups and downs. And I thought possibly with the birth of our son, things would bring us closer together especially since our little boy was going through so much right now. I don't like to talk about my relationship or marriage but I found he hadn't been as faithful to me as I thought he was.

We have had these issues in the past and they happen more often then they should. Which is not something that I like talking about. But I found things and that night every part of me failed. I felt like a failed mother who blamed herself non stop for what was happening to my baby and what did I do to have him deserve this. And then I felt like a failed wife because I thought I was doing everything right to make my husband happy. So then the arguments began. But differently then the other ones. I was so worn down, so defeated, so stressed from everything going on in my life, I just took it and decided maybe this needed to be it. Maybe we needed to end things and move on. I couldn't take all the bad news one after the other. But for the first time in all the years we have been together, the first time through the fights, he said things to me that made me feel he really was sorry and genuinely cared.

But that still didn't make me feel better. I was still so upset. I left early in the morning to go to the hospital. I needed to be with my baby boy really bad now. Holding him would make me feel better. For a while, I messaged back and forth with my husband about things and he still kept saying the same things that sounded like he was truly sorry. I kept telling him it's not going to work, but I really wanted it to. So we are trying to make our marriage happy and strong again for the sake of us and our children  Because deep inside, he really loves me more then anything.

So back to the baby....each day he seemed to progress more and more. I always asked non-stop when do they think he will be coming home. I never got an answer because it was still too early to really know. But the surgeons and doctor's looked at him each morning and if I wasn't there yet, would call me with updates of tell me when I arrived at the hospital. Slowly, they started taking him off machines as he showed he could be stable without them. He finally started to look like my little baby boy again.

Here's some photos of me and him together during that week at the hospital. He still had tubes and cords and machines, but not as many and he looked more alive now that he was finally eating and breathing on his own and using the bathroom. I only wanted to show photos of him wrapped up. His stomach and chest were all still bandaged up and had IVs all over.


I also that week took a post-pregnancy photo. You can compare the two. The first one you guys saw on my pregnancy posts. I was 39 weeks and that was also the same day he was born. The second photo is two weeks after he was born. My post preggo body.


So it was the week of Thanksgiving and our baby boy was turning two weeks old that day. So we decided to do Thanksgiving on Wednesday and then go see him all day Thursday and be with him not only on his two week birthday, but on his first holiday as well.

So on the morning of Thanksgiving, we were all getting ready to head over and see our little guy. I was finishing packing up his stuff since they said we could bring him a cute outfit to wear and I had milk they needed and I was bringing him some books so I could read to him and my daughter.

Then the phone rang. It was the hospital so I grabbed it and it was his surgeon calling me. He said that he looked him over this morning and there really wasn't much else he felt they needed to do or watch. They went ahead and removed all the IVs, tubes, cords, and machines from him and he has been doing well on his own. He feels we could come bring him home today.

I started crying saying "for real?" Normally a baby who had that extensive of surgery would be in the NICU for at least a month. But he was healing so fast, they thought he would do just fine at home in our care. I was so thrilled. I could not believe the news. So I unpacked some of the stuff and only brought what I would need to bring him home with.

So we left and our little guy looked great. He looked just like my baby. No cords or anything on him or running up under his skin anymore. It was amazing. The best Thanksgiving I could ever ask for. So they let me put him in his turkey outfit my parents bought for him and we took him home wearing that. My little turkey butt :0)


And here are some photos of our homecoming. We were so happy and proud our little guy was finally coming home and we were going to be a happy little family with the four of us now.
So we now just have lots of doctor's appointments for him now to go to for a while and strict rules we have to go by for his health. But so far, he has made it known he is home and does not let us sleep at all :0)


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xoxo Rebecca

In The Kitchen With Kaitlyn

Guest Post: Fudge Brownie Oatmeal Cookies



Oh.my.lord.

If you love chocolate & cookies, and have very little time on your hands, this is the recipe for you!

I'm Kaitlyn and I'm usually over at Wifessionals. I'm so glad that Rebecca invited me over here today to share this recipe with you!

These were a delicious creation inspired by my husband. Ryan loves brownies - I always have them on hand. That's how I came up with the Cheesecake Fudge Brownies I posted awhile back.

Well, these are amazing. You make them using brownie mix.

Pick dark chocolate or fudge...

Place 1/2 cup vegetable oil, 2 large eggs, and 1 tablespoon of water into a bowl...

...and add in your brownie mix and 1 cup oats.

Like this!

Stir it up good!

Then add in 1 cup of chocolate chips - I prefer semisweet.

Stir again....

Make heaping tablespoonfuls on a plate & place in the freezer. Chill for 30 minutes. During this time place your cookie sheets in the fridge. Why? Chilling the pans and dough will keep your cookies plump and they won't fall flat!

Preheat your oven to 350 degrees. After your dough is chilled, place the cookie dough balls on your chilled pans, lined with parchment paper. If not all the cookies will fit in the oven, keep the dough chilling until your're ready for the next batch. Bake for 12 minutes. 

Let the cookies cool for one minute on the pan and then transfer the parchment/cookies to your counter to cool.

So tempting.....

Yummy yum. We also used these to make ice cream sandwiches after dinner.

To keep your cookies ooey-gooey, place them in an air tight container while they are still warm (:

And keep your puppy or small children away while baking these...or you might end up with oats all over your floor like I did.

Enjoy!



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These look too yummy! Thanks so much Kaitlyn for this awesome recipe and the time to share this with everyone. I'm sure you are going to make some bloggers happy this holiday with this great recipe.


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xoxo Rebecca

That Friday Blog Hop {72}

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Gizoogle...For When You Need A Laugh

So my good friend Chrissy over at A Lil' Dash Of Diva posted this on her blog and I couldn't help but laugh. I had to try it for myself. She found this site through another and it is funny. 

The site is a parody of Google called Gizoogle and it pretty much turns everything in text ghetto-fied. I went to the site and added my blog url to the search and my whole blog came up pretty funny. Even the most serious posts still had me smiling from just how they change all the wording around.

So here is their main site:

And here is what I found when I searched for my blog:

I think anyone who needs a bit of a good laugh should try this out for anything. I even tried it for Facebook too. Seems any site works. You should try it. I guarantee it will put a smile on your face.


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xoxo Rebecca

Wish List Wednesday

I wanted to do this link up for a while. I'm finally getting around to. Yea! So if you want to as well, head over to Shary Loves You and link up too.
So here is my wishlist for this week. A few items here and there I found cute or have loved and always want.



1. Seriously, I am a Coach whore! LOL. I love Coach bags, I own a few but I want this one so bad. Just can't afford their prices right now but a girl can dream right?

2. This chalkboard wall calender is totally something I could use. I've been so loving all the chalkboard craze lately I've been seeing around the net. All the fun crafty projects you can do and this one is now added to my list.

3. I'm obsessed with lip balm. Always have to have some and have it around me at all times. And I'm loving these lip balm flavors right here. Seriously...dill pickle lip balm calls to me. Does that make me sound crazy? LOL

4. I love dresses. I could dress up and feel pretty everyday if it was in my means to. But this little cocktail dress is simple stunning. My fav color and I'm loving the cut. Now, if I only had the body to pull this little number off!

5. Now, for the baby... a little crochet football hat would look adorable on his cute little head. Since daddy loves football {I don't} but how cute would any little baby boy look in this? I love little hates for newborns.


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xoxo Rebecca

The First Week

As you saw in my last post, I announced the birth story and photos of the newest addition to our family. I'm a very happy mommy to have such an amazing little guy here in my life. Most of you have been following up with me on what has been going on through Twitter. But I haven't told the whole story.
There will not be photos as the ones I do have are too private to share because of the issues and stuff we have been going through. I took them for my personal account to view progress each day and to be able to look at my baby when I couldn't be with him.

So for those who have been curious, here is the story. Though I'm shortening it to make it not a novel and easier to read instead of going on and on. But we all know I'm bad at making short posts like this.

The night before we were discharged from the hospital to take our new baby home, the nurses noticed a concern they had with him so they took him to be looked over to see what the matter was. He was eating like he should but would either throw up his milk or start crying so much he refused to take any even though he was starving.

I'm not talking a little spit-up. He actually in one instance, projectile vomited five times in an hour all over me. Something was very wrong with my healthy little baby we were supposed to be taking home in a few hours.
So when morning came, they said we would be leaving the hospital but would like the baby to stay one more night to be tested for a few things. My heart sank. I couldn't believe I was leaving the hospital and not my baby. I didn't sleep at all that night. I was up calling the hospital at all hours checking on him. I got phone calls from them too with updates. Some were so promising...then at 6:30am Sunday morning, the surgeon called me saying the worst news I could hear.

He informed me that after numbers of tests and xrays, my baby had an intestinal issue that needed emergency surgery done as soon as possible. Otherwise, he would die within a few days. Can you imagine hearing those words as a mother? I started crying so bad. I told them when is the surgery going to happen. He told me in one hour. I said I am coming down there right now.

I went in my pajamas looking like a complete mess and crying hysterically. I raced to the hospital to be by my baby's side. When I go there they had him prepped for surgery. Such a horrible site to see him with the IVs all over him and machines hooked to him. He looked so helpless. I just stood over him crying.
They started to have so many people come up to me explaining all sorts of things for me to sign and go over and all these things. Then I was told what they were going to try and do to save my baby's life. There were a few things they said that could happen. All I could do was sit in the waiting room alone and cry for the two hours waiting to hear something. I don't even know how I survived the wait.

Finally, a knock was at the door. It was the nurses and my baby. He looked like a doll. Lifeless, and tubes going in and out of his mouth and nose. IVs all over his hands, chest, legs. Bandages and stitches all down over his stomach. He didn't look like my baby. He looked like something I would never dream of seeing a baby look like.

They told me the surgeon was on his way to talk to me and they were taking my baby to the recovery area in the NICU where I could come right after our talk. So I waited for a few mins and the surgeon arrived. He sat down with me and started to explain things and then drew a diagram so I could understand what was going on.

He said what they discovered is that even though my baby was born fully developed and at term, somehow, his small intestines and his colon never seemed to come together and form properly. So he went in and had to cut off the lower portion of his small intestines and then sew the remaining part to his colon and then also remove the appendix.

So that was that. Now, the waiting begun to see if surgery was successful or not. And I felt like the time went by as eternity waiting for it to. We wouldn't know for about a week if it was or if they needed to do more. So then I finally got to see my little guy again.
I was allowed to touch his hand but I could not hold him. He had to have a breathing machine put in underneath his skin to keep his heart going since it had stopped from the high levels of anesthesia though they comforted me saying nothing was wrong with his heart. It was just there for the support.

I was told he would take at least three weeks to recover with a possibility of months at that. Just depending on his strength to heal. So I sat there and watched his little lifeless body for a few hours just crying and holding his hand.
They said it could be one to two days before he would wake up or show any movement. He just laid there. But somehow after around two hours, he started to open his eyes. I was so happy to see my little guys eyes looking back at me. It made my heart filled with joy and then filled with utter sadness to see him like this.

So as the day went on, I just stayed by his side. They had to force me at one point to get up and go to the bathroom because I had been holding it cause I didn't want to leave him. For that first week, I basically lived at the hospital with him. Going at all hours and neglecting everything else in my life.

I hated seeing that he couldn't have any milk. He was so hungry and they said that they couldn't until he made a poop with the IV fluids and fats they were giving to him. This was the moment we waited for day after day. If he pooped, that means the surgery was indeed successful. And they said it could take about a week before it happened. I never in my life wanted to see poop so bad.

Minute after minute I waited and watched as they checked his diaper. When I had to be at home trying to sleep, I called them non-stop asking if he pooped. When I went back during the day I would bug them too. Finally, around the fourth day, he finally did. I was so excited and relieved that I knew he could finally have food because he had been starving.

It was very small amounts at first because his stomach and intestines needed to be able to handle it all. And he showed improvement by keeping it down and not spitting it up, so that was a relief too. The first week was a hard week. So much stress and emotions running through my body. But my baby boy was showing some good signs of improvement and I was there almost every minute showing him that I loved him so much, I sacrificed everything in my life to be by his side for 12 hours a day just to hold his little hand and talk to him and read to him.

I knew he felt how much I cared. Getting through that first week was very tough. We both were trying to be strong and I was trying to be the best mom I could be for that little boy who I know needed me more then ever to show him how much he was loved.

My next post about this will be called "The Second Week".

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xoxo Rebecca

Announcing Our New Baby

Hello guys. I know it's been a while. I have been absent from my real blogging for two weeks now. I have to tell you, it has been a hard, crazy, emotional, happy, depressing, pushing two weeks for me to even start to say the least.
I haven't wanted to stop blogging for that long. I sat and tried to blog so many times, and just couldn't. I was either physically, emotionally, mentally drained or just so busy with all the stuff going on that I never got a post in like I wanted.
I think maybe if I blogged about it, I would have had a better ease of mind but I still had amazing people on Twitter and Facebook who kept in touch through some of my posts and that helped me a lot deal with the issues I had been facing.

So now that things are coming back a bit together, I have some time to tell you all about the first two weeks since having the baby. It will be in separate posts since there is so much to tell but this one is about the happiness of the birth of our baby boy.

This is not the official announcements. I just put this together playing around but thought it was cute 
On November 8th, I turned 39 weeks pregnant and as you saw, I posted my pregnancy update that afternoon. Later that day, we had an early dinner and all laid down as a family for a nap. I woke up around 7:30pm having to pee. I went to the bathroom and something felt funny. I felt this popping and in my mind I felt my water broke.

I don't know what to have expected seeing as my water never broke when I was pregnant with my daughter. So I went into the room and woke up my husband and told him I think it was breaking. He said no, it's probably just in my mind and to try and lay back down. As I was starting to, water started coming down my leg as if I was peeing myself.
I said see, I told you I think it did. And I was freaking out a bit. Then it started coming faster and I'm walking around with a towel in between my legs. He gets our daughter up and dressed and we head to the hospital.

The contractions are two mins apart now and I'm pretty much dying at each one. It was horrible and the longest 20 min drive ever. We finally arrived at the hospital. I'm started to go into bitch pain mode here and getting really irritated by everyone. 

They get me into a room to be looked over. All I keep saying is I want the epidural. That's all I'm screaming. I'm laying on the side grabbing the bed at each contraction yelling and cussing out the nurses, my husband and my daughter. I'm like WTF is taking everyone taking so long for.

They keep saying they are trying to get a room for delivery. I'm checked and am at 5cm dilated. They come back in five mins to check on my progress and I'm now at 10cm dilated  I keep yelling at them I want the epidural. What is taking so long. My husband said it really wasn't even that long yet to me, being in that amount of pain, it seemed like years.

So they finally got me to the delivery room. I'm pretty much dying by this point. I'm literally dying right now. I'm still asking where is the epidural. Of course, with every contraction now {which is now no mins apart just one top of each other} I'm feeling the urge to push and feeling the baby come. I'm even holding with all my might and still feeling the baby come down. I'm yelling at everyone now and not trying to.
I am told that the doctor said if I can hold still enough, they are willing to try for the epidural or I can just go ahead and push.

I know if I would have just pushed, it would have been done a lot sooner because they said the head was already in eye sight view. I said I wanted the epidural. So I sat there and trying hard to hold still while they did it. The nurses were amazed I did it. She said she has never seen a woman take an epidural at 10cm and was able to sit still enough to have it complete.

I honestly don't know how I did either. When I had my daughter, they didn't allow me to have one so I pushed her out all natural. They told me the epidural would only last no more then two hours and probably not even kick in before the baby comes. I told them it's fine. I just wanted something to take the edge off the contractions.

And it did. I never went completely numb. Only my left thigh did. But my left foot and my whole right leg were still movable with feeling. But the contraction pain eased up a lot. They told me in about 30 mins if I didn't feel the need anymore to push, they would go ahead and start me doing it.

So my husband and daughter were allowed in the room and sat with me. The doctor came in and said we were going to start pushing. So my daughter sat beside me more toward the back. There was one nurse holding one leg, my husband holding the other and she told me to push. I pushed four times and in about five mins, the baby was born.

Right Photo: The outside of the hospital
Left Photo: Our room looking down from the eighth floor

It was such a better experience then when I had my daughter all natural. It was horrible. This birth was very relaxing once I got some relief. And then it was over. We had a baby boy and I was happy and exhausted.



Happy mommy, proud daddy, and excited big sister with the new baby
My husband wanted to name the baby after him. So that was that. The baby had a name. I call him "Reg" instead of Reggie Jr. He seemed like the perfect baby. Everything looked great with him. He seemed happy and healthy.
Our little family seemed complete. I finally had my baby in my arms. They told us that we would be going home Saturday and I was happy about that. Then that is when we started noticing some issues.

I'm going to stop the story right there and finish it in another post. I want this one to be a happy one all about my beautiful baby boy. So that is the story of the crazy birth.


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xoxo Rebecca

That Friday Blog Hop {71}

Welcome to the new That Friday Blog Hop.
With your hosts: Rebecca @ Let Them Eat Cake and Chrissy @ A Lil' Dash Of Diva. Hop around, have fun, and find lots of fun blogs to enjoy!

So here is what we ask from all of you lovely people.
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Our co-host this week is Ali from All Things Pink & Sparkly. Stop by her blog and show her some love! You can find her blog by clicking on her button below. Don't forget to leave a comment there as well. We all love comment love!


If you are interested in being a co-host, please contact either myself or Chrissy.
We would love to have you.
So link up all your social networks and have a wonderful Friday and weekend!






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xoxo Rebecca

sponsor highlight: Halie {Penguins, Pasta & Polka Dots}

Hey guys and gals! I know I've been a bit absent and I apologize. I haven't been meaning to. Just some family issues but I'm trying to stay connected to everyone as much as possible. So please take some time and say hello to another amazing girl who is one of my sponsors. See her cute little post below and check out her blog and other networking sites!


Hi there, Let-Them-Eat-Cake-readers, and hopefully future friends! My name is Halie, and I blog at Penguins, Pasta & Polka Dots. I'm so excited to be here with you today! I know not everyone likes guest posts (even though I seem to be one of the few that actually do), so I'll keep this short, sweet, and hopefully interesting - and maybe you'll come visit me at my own blog soon :)


I'm a 20-something Florida girl, just living life, and having fun documenting it all on my little bloggy-blog. And isn't the blog world so much fun? I'm loving it - meeting new people, and finding new blogs really is so much fun! I write about daily life mostly, but those things might include: food, movies, adventures with my boyfriend, recipes, my youth group at church, nail art and some crafts.

But today I am sharing a super easy recipe for some pepperoni pizza puffs! These are great for an appetizer or a snack or party food, but I made them for a football tailgate party earlier this year. These are so simple, and can also be tailored to your own preference!

Pepperoni Pizza Puffs



Ingredients
Publix fresh pizza dough
Pizza sauce
Turkey pepperoni (or regular if you don't like the turkey version)
Shredded mozzarella cheese

Directions
Preheat oven to 375 degrees
Spray a cupcake tin with Pam cooking spray
Tear dough into smaller chunks, flatten out a bit, and line each cupcake spot, trying to bring it up the sides
Put a spoonful or so of sauce in each cup on top of the dough
Add in any other desired ingredients
Top with 2 pepperoni's each
Sprinkle cheese on top
Bake for about 15 minutes, just watching for when they look done (I really don't remember exactly how long)

I made them with the most basic pizza ingredients, but you can add in so many other things, depending on what you like! For example: mushrooms, onions, peppers, sausage, spinach, sun-dried tomatoes, bacon, Alfredo sauce... You could make them vegetarian, or you can make them meat-lovers-style. Any way you do it, they're still going to be simple and yummy! So try them out, and let me know how you customized them to your own pizza tastes! And then stop by my blog to say a quick hello, because like I said, I love making new blog friends! :) And thank you Rebecca for having me today!


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So stop by and say hello to Halie. Her blog is simply cute and you won't be disappointed. Check out her social networks as well and get to know her!
xoxo Rebecca

That Friday Blog Hop {70}

Welcome to That Friday Blog Hop.
With your hosts: Rebecca @ Let Them Eat Cake and Chrissy @ A Lil' Dash Of Diva. Hop around, have fun, and find lots of fun blogs to enjoy!

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Our co-host this week is Julia from Julia's Math. Stop by her blog and show her some love! You can find her blog by clicking on her button below. Don't forget to leave a comment there as well. We all love comment love!


If you are interested in being a co-host, please contact either myself or Chrissy.
We would love to have you.
So link up all your social networks and have a wonderful Friday and weekend!






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xoxo Rebecca

Sponsor Highlight: Kaitlyn {Wifessionals}

Hello lovely bloggers! I'd love to introduce to you today one of my fabulous sponsors. She's completely adorable so please take the time to check out her blog:


Hello! I'm Kaitlyn and I blog over at Wifessionals. I'm a 20-something newlywed who just got married this past June. I was blessed to find the love of my life, however I never expected to find myself in the life I now lead.


My husband, Ryan, is an officer in the Army. A week after our wedding, we packed up our entire life and moved to Arizona. Now, just 4 short months later, we are headed to Colorado!

This is a crazy, unpredictable life we now lead, but I love it. I absolutely adore my blog and all of the amazing ladies it has allowed me to meet (:

If you stop by, you'll find everything from delicious recipes, the ups and downs of military life, DIY projects, the joys of being a newlywed and so much more. I'd love for you to come and say hello!


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xoxo Rebecca