Fischer, 33 Weeks

We had a great sonogram today!

Here what we found out:

  • The placenta is now 7cm from the cervix (grown from 1.9 cm at 20 weeks). That is VERY good news and means it is no longer even close to being "low-lying". It also means that barring different, unexpected complications, we won't have to have a c-section!
  • We had a fabulous view of Fischer's heart and saw all four chambers doing what they were supposed to do. His heart-rate was 121 which is completely normal. In addition we saw his kidneys and other anatomy functioning just as it should.
  • Fischer now weighs right at 5lbs which is right on track to being an 8lb baby at full-term delivery. (This is the first 3rd trimester sonogram that I have not been told to expect a 9-10lb baby --when in reality both LK and Shep were just under 8lbs. I have a feeling this weight is pretty accurate this time).  It is also a weight off knowing he is at a very viable weight should something happen and he come early. 
  • We did not get good pictures today to bring home. We couldn't really see his face because he is head down, facing my back.....at least he knows the way out. 
  • We had the same sonographer as last time. She was nicer this time.


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I will post more tomorrow after our appointment, but I wanted to ask for prayer for our sonogram for tomorrow.

Please pray for:

  • good news that the "low-lying placenta" has resolved itself and will not present any potential complications during labor. 
  • a better look at Fischer's heart (there is nothing we are worried about, he was just in a funny position last time and the sonographer could not get a good look)
  • A better sonographer
  • Good pictures! I want to see his sweet face!


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The Spawn of Satan, Phase Four

Read Phase One Here
Read Phase Two Here
Read Phase Three Here

For Six days, life went on as normal (as normal as life could be combing frequently, vacuuming, and washing). Kyle was getting ready to leave for a campaign on Saturday. On Thursday morning before that, after Kyle had left for work, I was combing LK's hair and saw teeny tiny microscopic itchies in her hairline. She cried when I told her and I let her. And I cried with her. This is tear-worthy.

Phase Four: TELL ME WHAT TO DO TO GET THESE DAMN S.O.B.'s OUT OF MY BABY'S HAIR!

I believe those were the exact words I used to the sweet nurse on the phone at my pediatricians office. Keeping her professional cool, she responded (hiding a laugh) with, "Maam, I am so sorry, all I heard was 'damn s.o.b.'s.' What is it we are dealing with here?"

Basically, she told me I had to comb even more than I was and recommended a prescription (different from my friend's). My pediatrician had guaranteed it would do the job.

After going to two Target's to find one that had it in stock, they told me it was going to cost $177. Yes. ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY SEVEN DOLLARS for the medicine guaranteed to kills these damn bugs. (We hadn't met her Rx deductible for the year yet. But still....ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY SEVEN DOLLARS!) I choked back sobs as I mustered up as much kindness as I could in my response to the pharmacy technician, "we will not be purchasing that medication today". "Would you like us to keep it on file?" "gasp...gasp...no."

Now, I do need to explain something. I had been doing a lot of research and I was finding a LOT a LOT of stuff talking about how as a species, Lice are becoming more and more immune to the chemical shampoos and pesticides: meaning they don't work. They are calling them "super-lice". Now, because so much info you can find to read is conflicting I was trying to take everything with a grain of salt but this definitely seamed to be the case in our situation since all of the shampoos we had tried were chemical shampoos. I really was to the point that if I could have a 100% guarantee, I would have paid the $177. But since I had this info in the back of my head, I just couldn't do it.

After some sobbing, I looked up a salon that sells a product that is chemical-free and said to kill lice and their eggs and even had the ability to release the glue the nits make to stick to your hair. The best part is that it is safe to use as often as necessary. I paid $25 and brought it home and we shampooed.

And we shampooed every day, twice a day for the first 2 and then every day for 8 days. Combing and combing, washing and combing and shampooing and combing. Vacuuming and combing and combing and coming and shampooing. Vacuuming and washing and combing and combing and combing. (All of this, by the way, when Kyle was gone for 6 of the days).

And shampooing.

And vacuuming.

And washing.

And combing.

And combing.

After 8 days of not finding so much as a speck in her hair that could even begin to camouflage itself as a nit, we stopped.

We are now on day 15 of being lice and nit-free. We check every day. And bless her little heart, she cannot scratch her head without a hard-core inspection. And then another one 10 minutes later.

Here are some things I have learned from our lice-capades:

  • There are some things in life that require a cuss word. Lice is one of them. 
  • I have the most incredible 4-year old in the world. She amazes me. 
  • Lice is suffering. It may be first-world definition of suffering, but that's where I live right now.
  • Psychological itching is intense and contagious
  • I have found myself inadvertently peering into people's scalps. I'm trying to stop. It's kind of hard to stop focusing on scalps when that's what you do for a month straight. 
  • There will be some things in life that you just try everything and nothing works. Only by the grace of God do you survive. 
If anyone is interested in the products we ended up using with the best success, I would be happy to share, I just don't want to add to the millions of conflicting mass info available on the web. Just email me: carriemwiley[at]gmail[dot]com

(**As much as I love and appreciate sharing advice and am constantly looking for new ideas and normally I love this blog being a place for that, this is one subject where I want to kindly ask you not to. As you will continue to read, we tried a lot of things, have done a lot of reading and found so much conflicting information and advice we finally just had to make decisions based on what we felt like was best for our family. I think most people who have dealt with lice come to a point of being so frustrated that even the most well-meaning advice is discouraging and not helpful. The reason I chose to write about this at all is because I believe this blog is a place for me to write and share our real life: the good the bad and the ugly. This is the ugly. That being said, even though I think we are on the other side of this, my heart is still a *tad* tender to this subject. I ask that you limit your comments to encouragement only and reserve your advice for your own personal blogs or forums. Thanks for understanding. **)
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The Spawn of Satan, Phase Three

Read Phase One Here

Read Phase Two Here

Believe it or not, I am not really a bug-a-phobe. I don't necessarily like them, but I am not freaked out or worried by them. Mildly irritated is how I would describe in general my feelings toward bugs. (Spiders have their own place of dislike in my heart, but I feel like that's fair since one sent me to the hospital in Singapore.) I have to tell you though, that something was triggered in my mommy's heart when I saw bugs crawling in my baby's hair....multiple bugs, multiple times.

Phase Three: Happy Birthday, Would you like some itchy sprinkles on your cupcake?

The much awaited 4th Birthday had arrived, and I had the happiest little birthday girl you could imagine. We had big plans for the weekend starting with cupcakes and the carousel at the mall with her two best friends and followed by a special spa night at a hotel with Grammy and Mommy! Things started with a bang and my little princess was glowing and so excited to have cupcakes with her friends. I was visiting with the moms (two of my great friends) and even telling them how thankful I was to be on the other side of lice-capades. And they sympathizing as only great friends could do.

After riding the carousel, on our way out to the car I noticed LK scratching her head. I glanced at her scalp and right at the front of her hairline I saw a rice-grained size louse crawling on her scalp. Y'all, it was her birthday!!! I don't know what was worse, having to call my friends and tell them (one of whom LK had slept in her daughter's bed the day before) or having to tell my beautiful birthday princess that we were going home to shampoo and comb more itchies out of her hair. I cried through both.

One of my friends brought us a prescription shampoo. And before heading to the hotel that night we shampooed and combed. Then we just used a gentle cleanser later at the hotel and combed again (while we painted her toenails and gave her a hand massage).

We bagged all stuffed animals, babies with hair, dress-up clothes, comforter, anything with fabric. I threw away her pillow, bought a new one and left the plastic on it under her pillowcase. I threw away her hairbrush and hairbows. I washed sheets, car seat covers. Vacuumed mattresses and every inch of carpet. To be honest, the main reason I did all of this was to say that I did. I don't really think that this was the main problem.  I don't think we had lice in her bed or even her pillow. Most of the research I found all pointed to the fact that lice will not leave their food source (human blood) and it is a waste of time and money to spray, wash furniture, etc... However, at this point, out of fury at the damn bugs who appeared on my babies birthday, I was unleashing every mode of attack I could. (FYI, I have some friends who swear that bagging, washing, etc...is what made the difference in getting rid of their lice).

After this we combed (using oils and conditioners) every day for the first 3 days and then a couple more times that week. We washed sheets and vacuumed her mattress every day. And started using a Lice Repellant line of haircare (that LK will use for as long as she lives under my roof.)

Feeling sure, there was nothing else I could do, and surely, SURELY we had gotten them all. Surely!

Stay tuned for Phase Four (no, I'm not joking).

(**As much as I love and appreciate sharing advice and am constantly looking for new ideas and normally I love this blog being a place for that, this is one subject where I want to kindly ask you not to. As you will continue to read, we tried a lot of things, have done a lot of reading and found so much conflicting information and advice we finally just had to make decisions based on what we felt like was best for our family. I think most people who have dealt with lice come to a point of being so frustrated that even the most well-meaning advice is discouraging and not helpful. The reason I chose to write about this at all is because I believe this blog is a place for me to write and share our real life: the good the bad and the ugly. This is the ugly. That being said, even though I think we are on the other side of this, my heart is still a *tad* tender to this subject. I ask that you limit your comments to encouragement only and reserve your advice for your own personal blogs or forums. Thanks for understanding. **)
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The Spawn of Satan: Phase Two

(This is Phase Two, Click here to read Phase One)

In the VeggieTales movie, Gideon the Tuba Warrior, the angel "sent from above" is talking to Gideon and he tells him "God never makes a mistake" and Gideon says, "You're telling me, God has never made a mistake, not once in all of recorded history?" and the angel replies, "Not once. Though if you want my opinion, the jury's still out on spiders."


Well friends, if you want my opinion, The jury's still out on lice. (And if you know me very well, you know I'm not too fond of spiders either).

I really do feel that after battling lice you have lived through a modern-day plague. A physical manifestation of the enemies attack on you.

Phase Two: If you want my opinion, the jury's still out on lice

I was prepared that the lice may come back. Everything I read said something about having to re-treat in 7-14 days. So my attitude was a little bit better the second go around. LK was scratching at the table during breakfast one morning. I checked her head and sure enough, there were itchies.

So, taking on the attitude of, "I can handle this. Just shampoo one more time and it will be over. This will NOT run our lives. This will not ruin our day.", I shampood and combed. LK's attitude was a little less compliant, but she got to play my iphone again so she put up with it. Shampooed, combed, and moved on.

Three days later, I found a few more in her head after she was scratching at dinner. Damn it.



This time, we went and bought the name brand shampoo (we had just used the Walgreen's brand before), followed the directions carefully and I took extra extra care to comb every strand on her sweet little head while she a little bit less compliantly played my phone.

2 hours of combing later, I was sure I had combed every strand and gotten everything. Nothing else could still be there.

I exhaustedly fell into bed that night, begging God that this was the last of it. This was the end. I got the point: humility, sanctification, fight the good fight. Please Please God let this be the end. I also reminded him I was pregnant and tired a few times.

I felt pretty confident they were gone. There was nothing else to do. This was now a story to be told in past-tense.....

Stay tuned for Phase Three.

(**As much as I love and appreciate sharing advice and am constantly looking for new ideas and normally I love this blog being a place for that, this is one subject where I want to kindly ask you not to. As you will continue to read, we tried a lot of things, have done a lot of reading and found so much conflicting information and advice we finally just had to make decisions based on what we felt like was best for our family. I think most people who have dealt with lice come to a point of being so frustrated that even the most well-meaning advice is discouraging and not helpful. The reason I chose to write about this at all is because I believe this blog is a place for me to write and share our real life: the good the bad and the ugly. This is the ugly. That being said, even though I think we are on the other side of this, my heart is still a *tad* tender to this subject. I ask that you limit your comments to encouragement only and reserve your advice for your own personal blogs or forums. Thanks for understanding. **)
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The Spawn of Satan, Phase One

Humility.  

Sanctification. 

Both words I thought I had somewhat of a grasp on before the past month. They now have new meaning. You see, I have come face to face with the spawn of Satan and survived.....I think.....barely. 

Phase One: Welcome to America, Have Some Lice

I was really excited when I found out my mom was going to come visit and was bringing some friends who were staying with her from Thailand (whom Kyle and I had met when we were in Thailand in 2006). The week before they got here was a little stressful only because we had all been sick. But, I prioritized my cleaning and got everything done except my bedroom (which had baskets of clean laundry piled up). 

Mom, Gift and Dift arrived on Thursday and we were so excited they were here! On Friday morning, mom and Gift accompanied Laura Kate and I to dance class, talk about one excited little 3 year-old! In the middle of class I see Laura Kate scratch her head. I told my mom she had been scratching all morning and my mom mouthed the evil word "lice" to me. I thought "nah" to myself and even maybe something along the lines of  "even if she does, we just have to get special shampoo, right?" 

Oh, Carrie.....Carrie, Carrie, Carrie.....If only I could go back in time and hand you a very strong mock-tail. 

Before we left dance class, I took LK potty and as she was washing her hands I just peered into her scalp, a teeny tiny innocent little glance. And Y'ALL, I SAW A BUG CRAWLING ALONG HER PART-LINE!! Not just a little white speck that needs to be inspected to see if it is a lice egg, but a real, live, crawling-in-her-hair BUG!

I rushed her out of the potty and into the car with our awaiting guests. I told my mom what I found and that we needed to go by the drug store. On the way, I called Kyle, told him to take a deep breath and prepare himself that his baby had lice and we probably all did too. Then I started praying about how to explain to Laura Kate, my child who is too scared to even hold a rolly-polly in her hand, that she had bugs in her hair. So I said, "Baby, mommy has to tell you something not fun. [Jesus help me.] We are going to have to go to the store and get you some new [please Lord] "special" shampoo.....because, well.....[Jesus, Jesus], we need a different shampoo to help with thee.....[JESUS]..." "With the itchies, mommy?" "YES!! [thank you Jesus], this new special shampoo will help with the itchies." 

We went by Walgreens and thank the Lord my mom was with me and knew to get metal combs, and shampoo and everything. Keep in mind that this whole time I am on the verge of tears thinking about how embarrassing this is to not only have guests, but very special, very important guests staying with me who aren't even from America!!

After we get home, and after checking everyone's hair and scalp (everyone else was clean but everyone ended up shampooing/combing within the day anyway), I take LK into my bathroom and she and I both shampoo. And comb. And y'all, my kid is a rockstar. She hates, HATES having her hair brushed and while I know she didn't love it, and I did bribe her with a special treat for when we went to the mall later, and she did get to play Grammy's iphone while we combed, she patiently sat through us combing through her hair and getting all of the "itchies" out. 

When we were done, we came out of the bathroom to find my mother and Thai friends vacuuming and washing every square inch of my house. Every fabric that could be washed was lined up waiting for the washer/dryer, every mattress was being vacuumed, flipped, and vacuumed some more, ever couch cushion, every pillow....everything. I step outside to find Gift, my sweet Thai friend, beating my living room rug with a stick, telling me I'm going to have to buy a new one. I come back inside to my bedroom to find my mom cleaning and folding all the laundry in my bedroom. 

Needless to say, my pride, hormones, energy and I lost it.... just had a complete break-down. 

After I collected myself, we ended up getting out of the house, getting LK her prize and coming back home. When we got back home and she was eating dinner, I peered in her hair again...... and y'all, I saw MORE bugs (multiple) crawling in her hair. So we did it all again: Shampoo, bribing, combing, combing.

And then, when she was playing outside before bedtime, Gift looked in her hair and saw more...for real. MORE! So we did it all AGAIN (after promising the biggest, pinkest princess cupcake money could buy): Shampoo and combing.... I even coated her hair in coconut oil that night in hopes of suffocating any that were left. 

And I thought this was the worst imaginable scenario. I thought it was pretty darn bad.

We all went to bed tired, but itchy-free.....so we thought......

Stay tuned for PHASE TWO.....

(**As much as I love and appreciate sharing advice and am constantly looking for new ideas and normally I love this blog being a place for that, this is one subject where I want to kindly ask you not to. As you will continue to read, we tried a lot of things, have done a lot of reading and found so much conflicting information and advice we finally just had to make decisions based on what we felt like was best for our family. I think most people who have dealt with lice come to a point of being so frustrated that even the most well-meaning advice is discouraging and not helpful. The reason I chose to write about this at all is because I believe this blog is a place for me to write and share our real life: the good the bad and the ugly. This is the ugly. That being said, even though I think we are on the other side of this, my heart is still a *tad* tender to this subject. I ask that you limit your comments to encouragement only and reserve your advice for your own personal blogs or forums. Thanks for understanding. **)
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Fischer, 30-31 Weeks

Dear Little Martial Artist,

It is really hard to believe we are 31 weeks along tomorrow. Seriously the time is flying by....

At this point you weigh over 3 lbs (like a sack of oranges) and are around 17 inches long. Boy, are you a mover and a shaker. You shake my whole body when you kick. My tummy looks so distorted sometimes by your movements....it's really funny to watch other people's reactions to it. You can yawn, suck your thumb and kick....lots and lots of kicking.

Mommy: is tired and lacking energy. Good thing I did most of the nesting early for you because there is just not a lot of energy left over after keeping up with your siblings. We go in in a couple weeks for a sono to check to see if the low-lying placenta has resolved itself. Mommy has also gained a lot of weight in the past month or so. I'm not too worried since this is how your sasster and brother were but it probably wouldn't hurt to lay off the snickers, sno-cones, and little debbies (or at least decrease the frequency of them). (Ok, maybe not the sno-cones...just the other things). We have some Braxton's, lower back pain, continual urination (or it feels like it), occasional headaches, and just plain uncomfortableness.

SBOAD: leaves for a trip this weekend. Heed my words: do not try anything fishy, Fischer. I mean it. You stay nice and snug. He also has a trip when we are 34 weeks. This applies then too. We are looking for the 40 week mark, buddy.

Sasster: Just turned 4 years old and is getting very excited to meet you. She keeps saying, "I want Fischer to have hair like Shepherd"....only time will tell!

Moose: Still not walking but making serious efforts in that direction. Does a lot of pointing and sqwauking to communicate right now. He is getting into everything. You are going to love him.

Nursery: is really basically done. (I know I need to post pictures....and I will when it is totally done). I need to tighten the screws on your crib, paint your canvas and organize your clothes from your cousins. We got the shelf that will serve the purpose of the dresser in your room. I am purposefully waiting till daddy is gone so I can have something to look forward to organizing to help the time go by faster.

We can't wait to meet you! But we can. Until July. Don't get any bright ideas.

(30 weeks)



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Fischer's Won't Come Home Naked!

We found this super cute romper several weeks ago and went to order it for Fischer's coming home outfit and it had gone on sale for $8!!! (I don't know if it was just a special promo deal at the time because it has since gone up to $11).I like it because it is not too special to wear again but is still so cute.


It finally arrived in the mail today!You should see this cute teeny tiny safari hat in person. I'm getting really excited about having a teeny guy around again. AND holding a baby who doesn't try to squirm away is starting to sound very appealing. 
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Dear Laura Kate (4 Years)

Dear Laura Kate,

This past weekend you turned 4 years old and I have to tell you, there were several moments in the past year that I didn't know if either you or I would make it to see this day. But, by God's sweet grace, we survived the past year! As hard as this year has been, it has been just as great. Here are some of my favorite things about you:


  • You are brilliant. So smart. And I don't think think so just because I am your mother. I really think you are brilliant. You have an incredible memory and are able to logically make sense of things that give adults a hard time sometimes. You ask really good questions and remember the answers. 
  • You are resilient. You never cease to amaze me with how well you handle life changes. To be honest, you do a much better job than I do most of the time. You have learned to be a big Sasster, share a room, battle lice, put up with an emotional pregnant mom, travel across the state multiple times, and many many more things that I can think of at the moment. You are a rock-star and YOU. AMAZE. ME.
  • You are creative. You make the world a more beautiful place. You love to create things whether it be drawing, coloring, cutting, or decorating. 
  • You are kind and thoughtful. For mother's day this year, on your own you decided you wanted to give me a decorative mirror for our home. Daddy took you to Walmart and you picked out a beautiful round mirror that is now on our mantle. 
  • You are hilarious. You say the funniest things. Tonight you said "I don't like hot sauce. I like just-right sauce."
  • You are tender-hearted and sensitive. You genuinely want people to be happy and will say sweet things to make sad people feel better.
  • You love Jesus. You talk to him and about him, you sing to him and about him, and church is your favorite place in the whole world.
We went to the doctor today and you weigh 34.6lbs (50%) and are 40.5 inches tall (75-80%). Your vision and hearing was great. 

You wear size 4T in clothes and size 8 shoes. 

You are the most beautiful girl in the world. And I am so proud to be your mommy.

For your birthday this year, we met 2 of your best friends for cupcake at the mall. We dressed up like princesses and after we ate cupcakes we rode the carousel. Then Grammy came in to town. You chose to have your birthday dinner at Mcdonalds. Grammy rented a hotel room and you, me and Grammy had a very special spa party!! The next morning daddy and brother met us for breakfast and then we went swimming in the hotel pool. 





















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A Repentant Catch-Up List

It's been too long since I blogged.

I have my crazy-life reasons starting with the croup and ending with insane schedules including traveling and somewhere sandwiched in between is car trouble for both cars and the spawn of Satan (if I can lower my pride some more I will write a post just on this).

Regardless, I am sorry and this is my repentant catch-up list.

1. My little sassy pants turns FOUR on Saturday. FOUR YEARS. I asked her where she wanted to eat her special family birthday dinner. Anywhere she wanted....she chose McDonalds. Yep. McDonalds.

2. Tonight's dinner conversation involved Trinitarian Doctrine. The Sasster made the comment: "The Holy Spirit is a flame that burns ".

It was one of those times I am very thankful for my husband. I would have just responded with "Amen." SBOAM responded with a conversation about why he is a flame and why it is good.

3. I painted this dresser for LK for her first Christmas.


Since shuffling rooms around I had decided to re-paint it for the Fisch-man. Well I decided that I don't have the energy to sand and re-paint and Kyle doesn't have the time so I sold it today. And I'm thinking of doing this in that space in place of a dresser.

I will throw some cube buckets in there and call it a day. And save a lot of energy. Amen.

4. Speaking of Fischer....I am 30 weeks tomorrow!!! I don't expect you to remember that because I havn't posted an update in a long long time. Hoping for one tomorrow with a belly pic. Stay tuned....

5. Shepherd decided to teeth 4 molars at the same time this past weekend when I was out of town. My husband really is one studly beast of a dad.

6. Regardless of the teething (and the separation anxiety), I am SMITTEN with my little moose right now. Just plain smitten. I cannot look at him and not kiss his smushy cheeks.



I mean...someone please tell me what I supposed to do with all of that cuteness....

7. I went to my cousin's wedding this past weekend. She is so much more than a cousin, but a fabulous wonderful friend. I am so glad I was able to celebrate her marriage. It was a pretty great party, including a never-ending sno-cone bar. I'm pretty sure I had five. I am not ashamed. 


We've been told we look a little bit alike.

8. A few weeks ago, The Sasster showed up at church singing "Don't be afraid just shake your body...." I would like to know who taught her this song...Please leave a comment below.

9. Also a few weeks ago, SHE flooded her bathroom by giving her babies a bubble bath in the sink and not turning the water off. Then she proceeded to take her clothes off and dance in the water flooding the floor. (Someone PLEASE tell me how to teach my child to keep her clothes on)

THEN while I was cleaning it up, she went to my bathroom and found my favorite $8/bottle of Essie nail polish and proceeded to paint her toes. Not just toenails but toes, dripping pain on the counter and tile floor all along the way. **!!HELP ME!!**

10. I am going to leave you with this. This is a picture of my Granny taken on the way to the wedding.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you my future.


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