Stay at Home Mom of Two: Week One

Well, we're more than halfway through the first week of Nelson being back at work. And, actually, it's going much, much better than I'd expected.

Okay, feared.

Honestly, I pictured Nelson walking in the door at 6, 2 crying children, 1 crying mommy, toys every where, no clean clothes for any of us, dishes piled up, me in the same thing I'd been wearing and slept in for 3 days, no shower, no dinner ready, etc, etc, etc. I had 2 goals for the week: feed everyone when needed and no bloodshed/trips to the emergency room. And, get Kalaya to her dance class and sports class, if possible.

So far, the reality has been much better.

The truth is, yes, we've had some stressful moments. Of course. And I never feel that I'm quite giving each child as much attention as they deserve. Story of our lives from now on, I'm sure. But, I've been able to feed everyone, keep everyone clean and dressed (multiple times a day...), which has included getting in showers for myself (a luxury I thought I was going to have to wait until nighttime for), the dishes are getting done, the laundry as well, and the toys mess has been kept to a minimum. We've even found time to play outside, get out the play dough and markers, and yes, we made it to dance class today. ON TIME, I might add. I am very proud of this. (it's the little things)

One thing I'm surprised to find out already: I thought that having 2 kids at home would make me even less likely to want to/be able to leave the house. Wrong! I am already kind of going stir crazy. And, I crave adult conversation more than ever. I got really, really used to having Nelson around for 5 1/2 weeks..... I wish so much that we could afford a second car. A mini van to be exact. Nelson graciously took the bus this morning, so that I didn't have to wake 2 kids to take him to the MAX station. Bless his heart, he had to get up a precious half hour earlier. But, we had to make it to dance class on time!! I'm going to try to find another mommy group soon, I miss having that connection!

The biggest struggle? Definitely lack. of. sleep. Holy crap. I don't EVER remember being this tired with Kalaya as a newborn. And, yes, I know it's only day 3. And we'll get there. But, WOW, I have had some times where it literally hurt from being so tired. I'm trying SO hard to keep my crankiness in check with the kids and husband. There's always Cinderella if I want to grab a catnap with Jakiah on the couch, if I get desperate.

The things I have been the most grateful for this week:

1. Our church: Several weeks ago, one of our church ladies called, offering to arrange for meals to be brought to us. I asked if we could wait until Nelson went back to work and I'm so glad we did! I had several meals frozen for when he was home and it worked out perfectly. Yesterday 2 ladies delivered 4 different meals and we ate one last night! Homemade cream of tomato soup and grilled chees; very yummy and toddler friendly too!

2. The Girls: They feed the kid and make free food. 'nuff said.

3. Swaddling: Jakiah is a happy, happy guy when he's swaddled.

4. Baby swing and/or bouncy, vibrating chair: They help me be able to put Jakiah down when needed, temporarily.

5. RING SLING: Honestly, this should probably be number one. When Jakiah is fussy or won't nap, he sits in the sling perfectly content and falls asleep, allowing me to play with Kalaya and get any chores done, except a shower. : )

6. Pacifiers: Kalaya never took one, but Jakiah occasionally will and it helps!

7. A toddler who plays independently for decent stretches of time!

8. PBS, Sesame Street and Word World in particular: When all else fails and I need a break. Plus, they're learning, right??

1 Month old!

***I will try not to say how fast time is going by with 2, every time I do a milestone post, but HOLY SMOKES!!!***

Mr. Jakiah is a happy, healthy boy. We had a week there where every one of us was sick and it was awful. Just AWFUL. Having a 3 week old with a cold is such a sad thing to watch. He'd get stuffed up, couldn't breathe, would choke on phlegm and then would scream and cry. Poor little guy. And Kalaya was much, much more sick than he was. Thank goodness his was just a stuffy nose. Kalaya had a fever, a hacking cough, really irritated throat, congestion, snot, etc. She was a miserable little girl. Thank heavens that Nelson was off during that time. I dread the day that both of my kids are sick at the same time, which yes, I realize will probably be every time one of them starts out sick from now on!

Now that the sickness has passed (for the time being....hopefully for quite awhile...), we are kind of getting the hang of this two kid thing. Most of the time. 2 wise friends of mine once said things that sum up being a parent of 2 quite nicely: (1) "The hard days are twice as hard, but the rewards are twice as wonderful." ~That Kind of Mom and (2) "It's not so much that [the older child] has that hard of a time adjusting to the new baby. It's that you're exhausted and your patience for their typical 2 year old behaviors is much lower." ~The Olson Times Both statements are completely right on.

Kalaya has done pretty well over all. If she hadn't gotten sick, it would have gone better, but she did, so that is what it is. She has had some unbelievable meltdowns in the last couple of weeks, has spent a lot of time in time out and her back talking has been driving us crazy. But, those things had been happening long before baby brother arrived. (they do call it the 'terrible twos' for a reason, right??) With her brother, she is incredibly sweet, gentle and fascinated. She is so affectionate and kind to him and always, always glad that he's around. Sometimes almost too much so, to the point of being too much in the poor little guys personal space bubble. It's been a big change, topped off with having Daddy around all the time, from whom she's used to getting his complete attention. She's learning. And, luckily, she doesn't seem to resent Jakiah what-so-ever. (knock on wood)

At the risk of jinxing myself (please God, PLEASE don't let that happen...), Jakiah is a pretty mellow, laid back, 'easy' baby. VERY different from newborn Kalaya. I wouldn't change anything about Kalaya as a baby. That's who she was and I loved every second of her. I actually loved that she needed me so much and that she was so dependent on me. And, she grew out of it and turned out just fine. But, it is very nice to have a baby who actually naps for awhile on his own, doesn't need to be held every single second, doesn't use me as a pacifier all the time and doesn't HAVE to have a breast to go to sleep. It's nice, because I'm able to give more attention to Kalaya than I feared I'd be able to. But, if he becomes more challenging and needy, I know how to handle it. He eats well, sleeps most of the time, is easy to meet his needs and just a sweet, happy, snuggly boy. I love, love LOVE having a baby boy!!

Toddler Obsession

We have a new obsession at the Sigrah house. Oh. My. Goodness. I thought Elmo was a big deal. I thought that having to sleep with him every night, wear the shirt with him every day, spot him in every store, every where, reading his books, listening to his song over and over and watching him every chance we got....

That was NOTHING.

The evening before Jakiah was born, we thought that we might be having a baby very, very soon. We decided to have a special family night with Kalaya and let her watch her first full length movie. We, of course, own many, many Disney movies. Surprisingly, the list isn't very long as to what we will let a 2 year old watch. The only one that didn't have any weapons, scary creatures, death, etc was Cinderella. Seems innocent enough. So, we watched it together as a family. After that, there was no turning back. Kalaya was ENRAPTURED. It was unbelievable. Her eyes were glued to the screen from the first second until the end. And, she comprehended every. single. second. For the next 2 days, she was home with my mom (while Nelson and I had a baby...) and she reported that Kalaya told her the plot over and over again in great detail. Everything. The broken dress, the fairy godmother, Gus Gus and Jaq, the stepmother, the ball, the prince, the glass slipper, EVERYTHING.

Now, this may have faded in time, but, of course, Jakiah was born and then everyone in our house got sick. Kalaya was pretty sick and was pretty tired and miserable. Nelson was tired and miserable too and in attempts to regain his sanity, played Cinderella for Kalaya over and over again. Sometimes 2 times in a row, so he could get a 2 hour nap on the couch, waking only to start the DVD over. I blame him. But, desperate times call for desperate measures.

Everyone in our house is feeling better these days, so we're trying to wean her off of demanding Cinderella 50 times a day. She has watched it once in the past 5 days or so. Nelson and I can recite it for you, if you're interested.

But, the obsession has taken on new levels. Holy CRAP. She talks about the plot all day. She insists on wearing tutus or dresses every where and only wears shoes that can easily slip on and off (no sneakers these days....) so that she can 'go to the ball Daddy!' at a moment's notice, with a glass slipper ready to fall off at will. Every dress is 'so beautiful!', including nightgowns, church dresses, even shirts with long hems. She drags Daddy around the house to 'go to the ball' multiple times a day and acts out every. single. detail. Seriously, go watch the scene at the ball and notice everything that Kalaya acts out: the 2 of them watching the water and touching it on the bridge, the almost kiss, the clock striking 'midgoodnight' (LOVE THAT!!), the dialogue of the prince and Cinderella, the loss of the slipper. She knows it ALL!

Not that I'd expect anything less from my daughter.

Guess we'd better start saving up for that Disneyland trip soon....

2 Weeks

At his 2 week appointment yesterday, Jakiah was 8 lbs, 3 oz and has grown 3/4 of an inch. Not surprising, he likes to eat!! Our pediatrician declared him 'perfect' as we already knew of course!

(Did I mention that a month ago I got a letter in the mail from Kalaya's pediatrician, who we LOVED, telling us he was retiring ON MY DUE DATE??? Long story short, we asked around, got recommendations and some how managed to get our first pick and we really like her!)

It's been busy at the Sigrah house for the last 2 weeks. (duh!) We've had some visitors, gone a couple of places, but mostly just stayed at home and tried to get this family of 4 thing figured out. I am SO GRATEFUL that Nelson has 6 weeks off. I cannot imagine him going back to work already. I am seriously terrified of the day he goes back to work in March. Obviously, I know we'll be fine, but he is so amazing right now. He is completely devoted to entertaining and taking care of Kalaya and some how is keeping the house cleaner than I ever manage to!! He's helping with Jakiah too, of course, but diapers and letting him sleep on him are his main ways of helping right now. (can't feed him, for obvious reasons!!)

Jakiah is pretty mellow. He is a BIG sleeper!! Maybe Kalaya was like this in the very beginning, but I don't remember it if she was. He seriously sleeps like 22 hours a day!! He wakes up about every 3 hours to nurse at night, more often during the day, but then goes back down pretty quickly. He has 2 times in the day where he's awake for 45 min-an hour, but that's all for now. He sleeps on us a lot of the time, sometimes in his swing or bouncy seat and is doing pretty well sleeping on his own too. He sleeps through wet diapers, but hates having his diaper changed. He is a sweet, snuggly little boy and I am over the moon in love with him!



Kalaya is adjusting pretty well. She looooves her little brother. She is fascinated by him, always wanting to know what he's doing, kiss him and report observations about him; 'He's awake!' 'Look at his tiny ears!' 'He's nursing' 'He wants to go in his swing' 'It's okay buddy, we're almost there!' 'He's hungry' 'What's he doing?' She is very, very protective of him, she prefers only mommy or daddy holding him. She gets worried when grandparents or anyone else holds him. She doesn't get upset by his crying, just says very matter of fact that he needs to eat or that he's talking, doesn't want to be in the carseat, etc. But, she has definitely been acting out otherwise, you can tell that she's dealing with the change, but probably can't put it into words. When she's cranky, it's more so than normal and the temper tantrums that started a few months ago are still going strong. Again, god bless Nelson, thank goodness for 2 parents around, one who can give his full attention and take her places as needed. We're trying to give her lots of attention and praise, giving her special time with each of us as often as we can and letting her do as much as she wants around and with her brother. Unfortunately, she's come down with a cold in the last few days and it has made her SO CRANKY and short about everything. We're trying to be understanding. The hardest part is trying to keep her from sneezing, coughing, etc on Jakiah, but not making her aware that she could get him sick and hurt her feelings.

My recovery is going so well. I honestly don't know why anyone would ever choose a c-section over a vaginal birth. Granted, my delivery was about as 'easy' as it could have been, but it just feels completely different. With the caesarian, I felt as though I was a patient recovering from major surgery (which I was!) and like I'd never feel normal again. This time, I have to remind myself to take it easy, because, other than being sleep deprived, I feel really good! I notice it if I overdo it, but I almost feel completely back to normal already.

Jakiah's Birth Story

Our story starts on the morning of January 24th. I was exactly 39 weeks and had a routine appointment at 8 o'clock that morning. I was measuring at 2cm and was 90% effaced. Our midwife offered to strip my membranes and we had already decided that we were ready to take that step. With a VBAC, we were told that anything to help start birth 'sooner and naturally' would help us avoid the OR.

I had some minor cramping the rest of the day, but hardly noticeable. I had a feeling something was starting, but didn't want to get my hopes up. We had a special evening with Kalaya, because something told me our days as family of 3 were rapidly coming to and end. : ) We watched Kalaya's first movie (Cinderella) and had a special dinner. I went to my pregnancy fitness swim class around 8 and then when I got home, Nelson and I did my belly cast for Jakiah and watched a movie together. I had taken a long nap with Kalaya that afternoon and didn't go to bed until around 12:45.

Around 2:15am, I bolted out of bed to the bathroom, feeling my water break. From that point on, I had very intense, close together contractions. I tried to lay down, relax and breathe, but it didn't last long. I had to be up and moving. With a VBAC, we were told to get to the hospital once my water broke, so Nelson called our doula, the hospital and my mom (our babysitter) and started getting everything into the car.

While this was happening, I was in our bathroom, with the lights off, just reacting to what my body wanted me to do. I was most comfortable sitting on the toilet between contractions to rest and standing up, bracing myself with my hands on the wall, rocking side to side while the contractions were happening. The breathing techniques from our class helped me slightly, but the main thing was just saying in my head, 'each time is bringing Jakiah closer to getting here', 'everything is in God's hands', etc. There really wasn't enough time for CDs or candles. : )

The car ride was the most challenging part of this phase, since it was difficult to get into positions that were helpful. And, at this point, the surges were SO intense and close together, right on top of each other, that I was getting nervous. I remember very clearly saying to Nelson, "I am aware of what I'm saying, I am able to make a decision right now: when we get to the hospital, I WANT AN EPIDURAL." The main reason was that I was terrified I was only going to be at 4cm (or similar) and was going to be doing this for hours and hours. I was already feeling the urge to bear down and push, so I was praying I was close to being ready.

Once in the parking lot of the hospital, I told Nelson, "I have to push NOW, I'm ready!!" He was calm and told me to go with what my body wanted, helping me brace myself against the wall when the surges came, while guiding me toward the place to check in. (this was around 4am) I remember shooing people away firmly, but then apologizing for not letting them help me. (including Nelson and our doula!) Everyone was really helpful and let me go with whatever I was needing at the time.

I was deep in the 'Zone' at this point. I was acting on instinct and didn't want anyone within a 5 foot range of me. I just waved people away and directed them to Nelson. They wanted my to get on a scale (for 'anesthesia purposes') and I was NOT having that. Somehow I remembered my weight from the appointment that morning and she accepted that! I was directed to a small room to be examined, since I was telling them I was ready to push, a nurse quickly checked my cervix and, sure enough, said, "Yes, you are ready! 10 centimeters!"

I was SO RELIEVED and at that point just completely let go. (at that point, I couldn't have had an epidural, even if I wanted to, but I knew that I could get through the pushing at this point, I was READY!) I was directed into the birthing room and the nurses and midwife just let me do what I needed to do. For me, that meant up on the bed, on all fours during contractions, leaning back on my heels to rest between. When anyone would get to close, I became aware of them, but mainly, I just gave into trusting my body, breathing, guiding and pushing Jakiah closer to emerging. Nelson said later that he couldn't believe how calm I seemed. I was pretty loud during contractions and he said I looked bored in between. He'd try to tell me I was doing great, etc and I'd just wave him away. Since it was a VBAC situation, I did have to have a monitor on at all times and have an IV port put in. I had tested positive for Strep B, so I had to have antibiotics in my IV for half an hour as well, but I barely remember that, other than getting irritated at the nurse that kept trying to touch me during contractions for the IV.

While I was pushing/breathing Jakiah down, I remember every second of it, and yet, it went so quickly, it didn't seem possible to take an hour and a half. I was in the room, allowing him to move down by 4:30 and I delivered him at 5:44am. It was very, very fast!! I am so grateful that it went as quickly and as successfully as it did. However, we didn't have much time for all of the things we'd practiced in class, though when I look back, I know that my confidence and trust in my body and the process were because of a lot of the things we practiced.

Did it hurt? Abso-friggin-lutely. Power to those women who say that they didn't hurt much, maybe their bodies don't go from 2-10c, so quickly, I don't know. All I know is that once my water broke, I was ready FAST!! And, yes, I remember being in pain during contractions and when he was coming out, but honestly, I've already forgotten actually feeling the pain. I wouldn't change anything, even not having the epidural. I did have one small tear, but that was all.
When I had been pushing for awhile (real life time, around an hour or so), I started to get frustrated, wondering why he wasn't out. I knew he was 'right there' and it was agonizing not having him out! In my head, I told myself, "Okay, four more BIG pushes, I can do this, and he'll be OUT!" Sure enough: four contractions: the second push his head emerged, then shoulders (let me tell you, the longest wait was for the surge after his head, but before his shoulders!!) and the last push, I looked down and THERE HE WAS!!!

Jakiah (Juh-ky-uh) Gabriel Sigrah was 7 lbs, 9 oz, 20 inches long, with a 14 inch head. Our hospital was incredibly conscious and compliant with everything we asked for in our birth preferences; everything was delayed that we wanted, the chord stayed attached until I delivered the placenta, no pitocin was used for the placenta delivery and Jakiah latched on to nurse almost immediately after delivery. He is a beautiful, healthy boy and his big sister is doing so great with him already!!

We are so grateful and blessed that our birth went so quickly and so well. It was world's different from a c-section and though we would have been happy for any outcome that resulted in a healthy baby and healthy mama, we don't think we could have asked for anything to have gone better. It was a beautiful, wonderful birth!!

Jakiah has arrived!!

Jakiah Gabriel Sigrah arrived at 5:44am on January 25, 2012, weighing in at 7lbs, 9oz, 20 inches long, 14 inch head!!






I'll post Jakiah's birth story soon (it's AWESOME!) but for now, here's a couple of pics for those who are waiting. He's perfect!!

Belly Painting

Over the years I have seen a lot of images of women who get things painted on their pregnant bellies and have really wanted to try it. Many midwives paint images of the baby on women's bellies as well as a lot of other types of artwork. We decided to let Miss Kalaya paint baby brother last night and she looooved it! It was really fun and sweet and she enjoyed doing it a lot!!

Finished product!

Proud big sister!

38 Weeks

38 Weeks

I am now doing weekly baby appointments, I can't believe it! This past Thursday I had one and discovered that I am (was?) already 90% effaced and 1cm dilated. Now, I am well aware of the fact that this can last for several days, if not weeks for many women, so I'm not getting TOO excited. The other good news is that Jakiah is still head down and facing the ideal way for delivery. He has dropped, Jana (our midwife) could feel his head, so it could be any time! Or....a couple weeks. She mentioned that if she didn't know better, she would have thought that my body had already been through a vaginal delivery, since I was progressing so nicely. She offered to strip my membranes at my appointment this Thursday, but I'm going to say no thank you. Maybe if I go past my due date, but not now. Also, I never had an internal with Kalaya, those SUCK!!! I already have it in my birth plan not to check me unless I ask (meaning I don't want them to routinely check me and interrupt me during labor) and I'm GLAD!

Even though I am not getting TOO worked up yet about the 'progress' my body has made, but it definitely made me panic a little bit. Just in that I have about 4 different to do lists going (final baby stuff, cleaning, meals to freeze, date night, grocery trip stocking up, pedicure, haircut, etc) and wanted to get more things crossed off. Luckily, this past weekend was a 3 day weekend for Nelson, so we got almost everything done! I'm still making and freezing meals this week, but other than that, pretty much totally ready! We had a small shower done for us on Friday at Nelson's work, which resulted in a very generous gift card from Babies R Us, as well as a gift card to the Cheesecake Factory, so Saturday night my mom came over to baby sit and we had a nice date out (for FREE!!) and got the rest of the things we wanted from our registry. We went and had belly portraits taken on Saturday (email address is mcmahonkp@yahoo.com, password sigrah), I got a pedicure with my mom yesterday, my hair trimmed Fri, did a HUGE grocery trip yesterday (with coupons!) and Nelson was a huge help cleaning and straightening up around the house. We converted our crib to a co-sleeper next to my side of the bed (actually going to get some use of it this time!!), washed and put everything Newborn and 3 month related away, went to a few other places to get some last minute items, got our hospital bags all packed, camera charged, and many other things as well. We were busy, but I feel a LOT better. Now we're 'ready' for Jakiah's debut! We're going to do a belly cast this week too. Could be a couple more weeks, could be any minute, we'll see!!

37 Weeks

Well, potentially 3 weeks to go!! I have absolutely no inkling whatsoever about when Jakiah's arrival will be (duh!), so I'm trying to get as 'ready' as possible. (whatever that means)

At 37 weeks, I feel pretty good most of the time. I remember during this time with Kalaya, it was sooo different. I was praying, hoping and trying everything to get her to turn head down and dreading having a c section. This time, it looks as though Jakiah is still head down, though we will be confirming his position at an appointment in the next week or so. I am carrying him very differently that I was with Kalaya and he just feels BIG. I don't feel like I look enormous (except when I wear certain dresses to church and people tell me how big I am.....gee thanks....) but I don't feel like he has a lot of room left to move around in there! He is still extremely active, as Kalaya was, which I find very reassuring. Since who knows what God's plan is for us and how many more children we'll be blessed with, I'm savoring these last few weeks (days???) of feeling this little guy growing and moving inside me.

Since he seems to be head down, it's affecting my body much differently than Kalaya did. All of the weight is on my hips and pelvis, which makes me pretty sore. I don't want to complain, because it's not too bad, but there's really no way to feel comfortable for long periods any more. Unfortunately, that has started to include at night, so I haven't been sleeping as well. But, I made it for a LONG time getting good sleep, so I'm grateful it's taken this long. I'm also incredibly grateful for a toddler who sleeps long nights and sleeps IN! I'm sure that's just part of being this far along, but I just don't ever remember feeling the 'I'm ready for the baby to come out!' feeling with Kalaya and sometimes feel guilty that I've started feeling that way with Jakiah. But, really, I just want to see him and meet him and start being a family of 4!!! The only other minor thing that has been challenging is how itchy my belly has been this time, which I don't remember happening. It got to the point where I had hives all over it, but we did some home remedies and a few topical things and it feels much better now. Lots and LOTS of lotion seems to be helping. And, (don't hate me!) I have stretch marks this time. Made it all the way until about 35 weeks in my second pregnancy and BAM, there they are on my belly. So, maybe no more bikinis for me in the future. : P

We had our last Hypnobirthing class last night and we learned a LOT! It's really changed my whole outlook on birth, what to expect and how to prepare myself for labor. I could go on and on about it, but the main idea is that labor and birth have become what they are in our society because of so much fear and drama that we've surrounded it with. There is no reason that birth has to be this screaming, terrifying, horribly painful event. Women around the world have babies every day without medical intervention and are FINE. You know why? They don't know it's supposed to hurt and haven't seen these images of pain and been told they're patients in a hospital with something wrong over and over again. It's pretty amazing once you start learning more about the history leading up to the development of the program.

Great Wolf Lodge

In honor of Kalaya becoming a big sister in a VERY short time, we decided to take a mini vacation as a family of 3 for the last time. We didn't have a huge budget, but wanted to do something fun! Disneyland would have been my #1 choice, of course, but we didn't want to travel that far from home, this soon before baby. Plus, it would have meant 4 days of driving or paying for airline tickets during the week after Christmas. Um, no thank you! The date had to be the week after Christmas, because Portland State (where Nelson works) has a furlough week then and all other vacation time is being saved up for paternity leave!

We decided to go to the Great Wolf Lodge, which is only a couple of hours away, but out of state. For those who haven't heard of it, it's a large hotel/resort that has a huge water park inside of it, 2 days of which are included with staying one night. It's on the spendy side for one night, and of course there are PLENTY of other ways to waste money there, but we were smart about it. The rooms have microwaves and fridges, so we saved money by bringing our own meals.

It was really fun! We're glad we went. I don't think we'll be heading back up any time soon, mainly because there is not as much for toddlers to do as we had thought. The water park had several play areas for her, and she loved the wave pool and another pool that had floating toys and basketball hoops. But, she wanted nothing what so ever to do with the slides. Any of them. We had her go on 2 small and one larger and she hated them all. Period. So...maybe a few more years. We had thought we could ride with her, but apparently not. Plus, I was just too big and too pregnant to do much of anything. When we have 2 kids in elementary or middle school. it will be just perfect! But, it was good to go, see what it had, and Kalaya had a blast, so that's what matters! The hotel is fun, there's activities and things to look at all over. It SNOWS inside, which was really exciting and there are all of these animatronic (sp?) animals that talk to and interact with you, including a big area where they sing and perform throughout the day. They have a craft and imagination room that Kalaya absolutely LOVED and lots of other ways to spend money too. The rooms are nice and the facility is very family and kid friendly and we will head back some day!!

Tree at the entrance

Coloring; there are lots of activities around!

Favorite part of the water park; spraying water!!

Love the life jacket : )

Playing with Daddy

Very pregnant Mommy and Kalaya, main structure of park in background

Getting ready to leave : (