I saw the doc this morning and I am still 1 cm dilated and the head is at negative 2. (Whatever that means, to me it means there is NO CHANGE). Today she asked me about my thoughts on being induced if I go past my due date. My thoughts are...BRING IT ON! I will not survive another two weeks. Not to mention, once I pass my due date, I will have to see the doctor more often for more tests...ultrasounds, stress tests. Stress test for me or the baby?!?!
Yes, I am still not at my due date, but I am beginning to think that I am getting my come-uppins for being impatient. Technically, it's standard for the first babies to go longer, but those are just words to me at this point. Words that mean you HAVE TO WAIT!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
My pregnant twin is a mom!
Renata gave birth to a baby girl yesterday. Congratulations!
It's officially week 39 today. It seems like only yesterday that I had 30 weeks ahead of me...now, and now I have (hopefully) only one week left.
I decided to go to yoga yesterday. Surprisingly, I am still able to do most moves...except those that require you to bend forward (there is no space left). I am hoping this keeps the progression going, but I also need to focus on things other than the fact that it's week 39. I told my mom, yesterday, that this is like having a present in front of you that you are not allowed to open. I am the little kid who woke up at 3am, but has to wait until the rest of the family wakes up to open presents on Christmas day.
It's officially week 39 today. It seems like only yesterday that I had 30 weeks ahead of me...now, and now I have (hopefully) only one week left.
I decided to go to yoga yesterday. Surprisingly, I am still able to do most moves...except those that require you to bend forward (there is no space left). I am hoping this keeps the progression going, but I also need to focus on things other than the fact that it's week 39. I told my mom, yesterday, that this is like having a present in front of you that you are not allowed to open. I am the little kid who woke up at 3am, but has to wait until the rest of the family wakes up to open presents on Christmas day.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Already teaching me patience
This little girl inside me is already teaching me patience. She took 10 months to even be conceived and now it doesn't look like I'll get early access. I AM enjoying the quiet time, but I just can't help but think about these things and laugh. She already knows how to press my buttons.
On the other hand, everything I do, I now think..."this might be what I am doing when the contractions start". This is what I am going to remember forever. Hopefully when they do actually start, I'll be doing something fancy that I want to remember. :)
On the other hand, everything I do, I now think..."this might be what I am doing when the contractions start". This is what I am going to remember forever. Hopefully when they do actually start, I'll be doing something fancy that I want to remember. :)
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Dilating
I saw my doc this morning and I am 1cm dilated. I seem to be progressing "normally" and that I will most likely be able to deliver vaginally. She said she has seen small women deliver large babies before, so it's been done. We could go the full 40 weeks or any day now.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Words of Wisdom
I know I have been complaining about pain lately, and freaking out about having everything ready for when Olivia arrives. I wanted to post some words of wisdom from my wonderful sister, Chrissy and best friend, Kata: (get your hankies out)
I know this is easier said than done, but you really should try to relax and enjoy these last few days with just you and John, and don't stress too much about preparing every single thing for Olivia. All you really need for her is a car seat to get her home and a pair of boobs to feed her. Everything else will fall into place. Babies turn your life upside down and every moment will be a surprise - you have to be able to go with the flow... (no pun intended). If you are too stressed, she will sense it, and it may make it harder to breastfeed.
Re: contractions: I don't know how else to say it...you will know. They are much much much stronger than menstrual cramps. More like brief episodes of searing pain (sorry, I'm just being honest) when all you can do is close your eyes and breathe through them. And believe it or not, even when they start like that, they can go on for a while (at regular intervals) before the doctor will tell you to go to the hospital. Mine started coming on/off a t 11pm the night before - but I was able to sleep on/off between them - then at ~3am started getting harder and more repetitious. At ~7am, Dr. Kim (partner) told me to still wait at home, but I started puking, so I pretty much told her I was going in (she and dad still wanted me to wait), so we went in ~8am. As for hospital needs, I liked having a few toiletries and hair dryer there to clean up a little the day after. I brought the sugar free candies and never opened them. I brought magazines and never opened them (too much pain pre-epidural, wanted to rest/sleep amap post-epidural, lots of visitors post-baby, sleeping/resting when no visitors there). Don't bring a mini-fridge of snacks and drinks. They have PLENTY of water and a little kitchen with juice/milk/crackers in the hall that you/John have free reign of, and this ridiculous room service menu that you can order from whenever you want. Bring a camera. Oh, big mama pads with wings (more important for when you're back at home. I think I still have some...), but in the hospital they actually do this ingenious thing where they cut a diaper and fill it with ice - super absorbent, nice and cool to the [privates] and don't leak. Right now I just want you to chill, be at peace with your baby daughter and husband, and enjoy every single second, because tomorrow, s he will be 8 1/2 months old... :)
Things I learned about being a mom...the hard way:
1. Everything will be fine :-)
2. You can do it! I have no doubts you and John are going to be great parents!
3. It is okay to cry…by yourself or with the baby
4. Poop really isn’t that bad, nor pee, nor puke
5. Function without sleep
6. That smile can make everything perfect
7. Your world now revolves around that perfect little person
8. Don’t read the internet too much
9. If in doubt you can call the local hospital and speak with a nurse in the ER in the middle of the night…they don’t judge you or laugh
10. Relearn how much fun it is to be a kid and the simple joys in life
11. Bubbles rock!
12. The books don’t know squat, sometimes your baby will tell you what is right for both of you
13. Taking a break is good, even if you cry when you walk away
14. Reconnect with friends you haven’t talked to since they had kids, and understand why you haven’t heard from them
15. What busy really is
16. Watch in wonder every little change you see
17. Laugh at the little light bulb going off in their head when they figure something out for the first time
18. The beauty of doing nothing
19. Patience
20. What stressed really is
21. The joy of laughter, and how one little person’s laughter can change the world
22. Things that seemed important are no longer even a thought
23. Not everything can be sterile…it will build their immune system :-)
24. Trendy and expensive does not mean better
25. Spend extra money on diapers…there is a difference between name brand and generic
26. You don’t have to give them a bath everyday
27. No matter how bad you sing…they love it! Even if your spouse leaves the room
28. How good a snuggle can feel
29. Ask for help, its okay
30. Baby proof is a state of mind
31. How good and what a treat a long hot shower/bath is
32. Love, true undeniable Love
HOW lucky am I/is Olivia to have these ladies in her life?!!?!?!?!?!
I know this is easier said than done, but you really should try to relax and enjoy these last few days with just you and John, and don't stress too much about preparing every single thing for Olivia. All you really need for her is a car seat to get her home and a pair of boobs to feed her. Everything else will fall into place. Babies turn your life upside down and every moment will be a surprise - you have to be able to go with the flow... (no pun intended). If you are too stressed, she will sense it, and it may make it harder to breastfeed.
Re: contractions: I don't know how else to say it...you will know. They are much much much stronger than menstrual cramps. More like brief episodes of searing pain (sorry, I'm just being honest) when all you can do is close your eyes and breathe through them. And believe it or not, even when they start like that, they can go on for a while (at regular intervals) before the doctor will tell you to go to the hospital. Mine started coming on/off a t 11pm the night before - but I was able to sleep on/off between them - then at ~3am started getting harder and more repetitious. At ~7am, Dr. Kim (partner) told me to still wait at home, but I started puking, so I pretty much told her I was going in (she and dad still wanted me to wait), so we went in ~8am. As for hospital needs, I liked having a few toiletries and hair dryer there to clean up a little the day after. I brought the sugar free candies and never opened them. I brought magazines and never opened them (too much pain pre-epidural, wanted to rest/sleep amap post-epidural, lots of visitors post-baby, sleeping/resting when no visitors there). Don't bring a mini-fridge of snacks and drinks. They have PLENTY of water and a little kitchen with juice/milk/crackers in the hall that you/John have free reign of, and this ridiculous room service menu that you can order from whenever you want. Bring a camera. Oh, big mama pads with wings (more important for when you're back at home. I think I still have some...), but in the hospital they actually do this ingenious thing where they cut a diaper and fill it with ice - super absorbent, nice and cool to the [privates] and don't leak. Right now I just want you to chill, be at peace with your baby daughter and husband, and enjoy every single second, because tomorrow, s he will be 8 1/2 months old... :)
Things I learned about being a mom...the hard way:
1. Everything will be fine :-)
2. You can do it! I have no doubts you and John are going to be great parents!
3. It is okay to cry…by yourself or with the baby
4. Poop really isn’t that bad, nor pee, nor puke
5. Function without sleep
6. That smile can make everything perfect
7. Your world now revolves around that perfect little person
8. Don’t read the internet too much
9. If in doubt you can call the local hospital and speak with a nurse in the ER in the middle of the night…they don’t judge you or laugh
10. Relearn how much fun it is to be a kid and the simple joys in life
11. Bubbles rock!
12. The books don’t know squat, sometimes your baby will tell you what is right for both of you
13. Taking a break is good, even if you cry when you walk away
14. Reconnect with friends you haven’t talked to since they had kids, and understand why you haven’t heard from them
15. What busy really is
16. Watch in wonder every little change you see
17. Laugh at the little light bulb going off in their head when they figure something out for the first time
18. The beauty of doing nothing
19. Patience
20. What stressed really is
21. The joy of laughter, and how one little person’s laughter can change the world
22. Things that seemed important are no longer even a thought
23. Not everything can be sterile…it will build their immune system :-)
24. Trendy and expensive does not mean better
25. Spend extra money on diapers…there is a difference between name brand and generic
26. You don’t have to give them a bath everyday
27. No matter how bad you sing…they love it! Even if your spouse leaves the room
28. How good a snuggle can feel
29. Ask for help, its okay
30. Baby proof is a state of mind
31. How good and what a treat a long hot shower/bath is
32. Love, true undeniable Love
HOW lucky am I/is Olivia to have these ladies in her life?!!?!?!?!?!
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Not everything is a contraction
Sunday night, I could have sworn I was having contractions. I was having waves of pains that felt like premenstrual cramps. Turns out, I just needed a rest. Yesterday I felt fine...almost too fine. This means, I may have to stick this thing out for the rest of the two weeks I have left. It is good and bad. I just don't know how much more I can expand... but I want to finish out the month at work. (Although the former holds more weight than the latter at this point...pun intended.)
I am going to see my doc on Thursday morning. I am on pins and needles to see how far I have progresses since last week. This time is supposed to fly by, and, in hindsight, it may just...but now the wait is torture. I wish that it was a guarantee that your water breaks when you are about to give birth...because I am still not sure what a real contraction is supposed to feel like...especially since I will need to start timing these babies.
I am going to see my doc on Thursday morning. I am on pins and needles to see how far I have progresses since last week. This time is supposed to fly by, and, in hindsight, it may just...but now the wait is torture. I wish that it was a guarantee that your water breaks when you are about to give birth...because I am still not sure what a real contraction is supposed to feel like...especially since I will need to start timing these babies.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Brunch n' Baby
Today we had our second and final baby shower. Mark and Karen hosted a brunch do at their place. They always throw a great party and it was interesting to be the beneficiary of it. It was a couples shower, so the men got to ooh and ahh over onesies, just like us women. I feel very lucky to have friends who are willing to host parties for you and Olivia got some great gifts!
Last night we went to a play, as I mentioned. I did not find much sympathy for the pregnant woman at the theater. While we were waiting for the doors to open, John spotted a couple of chairs, all of which were occupied. The young girl with piercings in every orifice of her face said that someone will have the courtesy to give up their seat for you, but when we went over there, the couples just stared at me. I was contemplating asking someone to give up their seat, although you would think that ONE person would just offer, but the doors were about to open, so I just stared back in amusement that there is not one considerate person in the bunch. If I was ever that person, I will no longer be. It has only been recently that standing for any period of time is a strain, but now that I feel it, I am hyper aware of who gives love to the pregnant lady.
Right now I am feeling like I have done a thousand push ups and a thousand sit ups. My back is still sore from Friday and my belly is just not letting the expansion go unnoticed anymore. And then "down there" it feels like it's that time of the month and/or I have to pee really badly. So, where I wasn't sure that I wanted Olivia to come and not have her needs taken care of inside me, I am ready now. Of course, there will be a whole new world of hurt from the actual birthing process...but then I will be distracted by the little human that part me, part John. Ahhhhhhhhh.
Last night we went to a play, as I mentioned. I did not find much sympathy for the pregnant woman at the theater. While we were waiting for the doors to open, John spotted a couple of chairs, all of which were occupied. The young girl with piercings in every orifice of her face said that someone will have the courtesy to give up their seat for you, but when we went over there, the couples just stared at me. I was contemplating asking someone to give up their seat, although you would think that ONE person would just offer, but the doors were about to open, so I just stared back in amusement that there is not one considerate person in the bunch. If I was ever that person, I will no longer be. It has only been recently that standing for any period of time is a strain, but now that I feel it, I am hyper aware of who gives love to the pregnant lady.
Right now I am feeling like I have done a thousand push ups and a thousand sit ups. My back is still sore from Friday and my belly is just not letting the expansion go unnoticed anymore. And then "down there" it feels like it's that time of the month and/or I have to pee really badly. So, where I wasn't sure that I wanted Olivia to come and not have her needs taken care of inside me, I am ready now. Of course, there will be a whole new world of hurt from the actual birthing process...but then I will be distracted by the little human that part me, part John. Ahhhhhhhhh.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
V-day = H-day
I plan to be horizontal for the rest of the day today. In math, V stands for vertical, so I am going to have a happy H[orizontal]-day today.
Even though a good time was had by all at yesterday's dinner, spending all day cooking and cleaning for 8 people while 9 months pregnant is not something I would recommend. I rank that up there with walking the half marathon at 7 months pregnant. Sounds do-able in theory, but when you start the day off in pain and don't have the ability to sit down for any extended period of time because so much needs to be done, then your body gets super mad at you. I ended up crying from the stress. It was only a matter of time for that shoe to drop. But, it was my last feast preparation, probably for a while. I will hang my chef's hat until I can get this mother-hood thing down. I did it and I am glad people came, ate and enjoyed.
Luckily I had a 90 minute prenatal massage scheduled for today. I feel like a new woman. I couldn't help but think, though, that this was my last time to be completely indulgent and selfish. Yes, there will be more massages in my future, but it will not be the same. Not to mention, I love my masseuse, Rose and will miss her prenatal massages dearly.
After the massage, John and I went to pick up some vital snacks and such for the hospital stay. I was reading, and a conversation with Jess reaffirmed that you need supplies for the stay there. I also picked up some treats for the nurses, as Karen recommended. It sounds like they are your saviors in the hospital. All respect to the gynos, but the nurses seem to be there for you more during the critical times of pre and post birth. My dad suggested I bring Cuban food. Which, I am sure they would appreciate, but I am not sure I want to fry plantains when I am having contractions... For this, packaged foods are my friend.
Tonight, John and I are going to a play. I figured we'd take advantage of the opportunity to go out and not need a babysitter and it's been a while since I have been to the theater. We are seeing "Don't Dress for Dinner". I heard about it on the radio and it is a British comedy, which I think John will enjoy. Hopefully it's not too much insider British comedy, I don't want John to have all of the fun.
Okay, back to my H-day.
Even though a good time was had by all at yesterday's dinner, spending all day cooking and cleaning for 8 people while 9 months pregnant is not something I would recommend. I rank that up there with walking the half marathon at 7 months pregnant. Sounds do-able in theory, but when you start the day off in pain and don't have the ability to sit down for any extended period of time because so much needs to be done, then your body gets super mad at you. I ended up crying from the stress. It was only a matter of time for that shoe to drop. But, it was my last feast preparation, probably for a while. I will hang my chef's hat until I can get this mother-hood thing down. I did it and I am glad people came, ate and enjoyed.
Luckily I had a 90 minute prenatal massage scheduled for today. I feel like a new woman. I couldn't help but think, though, that this was my last time to be completely indulgent and selfish. Yes, there will be more massages in my future, but it will not be the same. Not to mention, I love my masseuse, Rose and will miss her prenatal massages dearly.
After the massage, John and I went to pick up some vital snacks and such for the hospital stay. I was reading, and a conversation with Jess reaffirmed that you need supplies for the stay there. I also picked up some treats for the nurses, as Karen recommended. It sounds like they are your saviors in the hospital. All respect to the gynos, but the nurses seem to be there for you more during the critical times of pre and post birth. My dad suggested I bring Cuban food. Which, I am sure they would appreciate, but I am not sure I want to fry plantains when I am having contractions... For this, packaged foods are my friend.
Tonight, John and I are going to a play. I figured we'd take advantage of the opportunity to go out and not need a babysitter and it's been a while since I have been to the theater. We are seeing "Don't Dress for Dinner". I heard about it on the radio and it is a British comedy, which I think John will enjoy. Hopefully it's not too much insider British comedy, I don't want John to have all of the fun.
Okay, back to my H-day.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Friday the 13th
Today is Friday the 13th. So far, not much is going well. Pregnancy is fine, but I fell on my bum going down the stairs this morning, so I am in pain. Then, I spill water all over me right before I leave for a meeting. Now, I am preparing dinner for my family tonight and I just splattered flour all over myself. NOT to mention the fact I cannot hold on to anything, so I am dropping everything and THEN I have to bend my pained body to pick it up. Thank goodness I don't have to leave the house again today. If I didn't have to cook, I would go back to bed and not leave until tomorrow. Valentines Day! I am treating myself to one last prenatal massage tomorrow. Hopefully she can rub all this pain away.
Olivia is moving around right now, so I am fairly certain she is blissfully unaware of the not-so-lucky day I am having.
Olivia is moving around right now, so I am fairly certain she is blissfully unaware of the not-so-lucky day I am having.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Getting inside
I have to say, the internal exam is not comfortable. (As you'd probably imagine.) But, I am a little jealous because she said she felt the head. I wanna feel the head!
I am not dilating at this point, but the cervix is softening. Everything seems to be going according to schedule. But, no luck in the early department....at least not this week.
Also, I didn't gain any weight this week. So, I treated myself to full fat ice cream after dinner last night. It was good. The doctor said not to be alarmed that my weight has plateaued because there is not much room for the stomach and I am probably eating less. It makes sense, in theory, but I don't feel like I have slowed down in the food consumption department. I have not really been one to stop when I am full anyway...if it's good.
Today is my last day at the office. I don't have much work to do right now as we just got a package out. (That is why I am blogging.) Karen said she's trying to get the bosses to take the office out to lunch for my last day but hasn't heard anything. Hopefully they actually care I am not going to be back for a while...
Anyway, it's going to be a long day, I have a feeling. I don't have much to do and I am really looking forward to working from home. Bon voyage commute!
I am not dilating at this point, but the cervix is softening. Everything seems to be going according to schedule. But, no luck in the early department....at least not this week.
Also, I didn't gain any weight this week. So, I treated myself to full fat ice cream after dinner last night. It was good. The doctor said not to be alarmed that my weight has plateaued because there is not much room for the stomach and I am probably eating less. It makes sense, in theory, but I don't feel like I have slowed down in the food consumption department. I have not really been one to stop when I am full anyway...if it's good.
Today is my last day at the office. I don't have much work to do right now as we just got a package out. (That is why I am blogging.) Karen said she's trying to get the bosses to take the office out to lunch for my last day but hasn't heard anything. Hopefully they actually care I am not going to be back for a while...
Anyway, it's going to be a long day, I have a feeling. I don't have much to do and I am really looking forward to working from home. Bon voyage commute!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
I am ready...I think
It's getting to the point where thinking about motherhood is keeping me up at night. Last night, I thought, I was having a restless sleep when I hear "Jesus!" from John. Apparently I was snoring. That is so weird how I am now sleeping but not. I felt totally awake, just my eyes were closed. I was having all of these thoughts about Olivia and what these next few weeks will be like, so I was sure that I was not fast asleep, but apparently I was snoring and didn't even know it. HOW does that work? Can you dream you're awake? If so, that's not fair. If not, how can you snore and not even know it? I could hear John wrestling around in bed, so why is my snoring not audible to me? Unless, it was Matilda and I just am taking the heat...
So, I moved to the couch downstairs. It's not really a punishment for me, as most pregnant women, I find the couch more comfortable than the bed lately. I am trying not to sleep there too much though. Who knows what could happen, at this point, at night. (IE water breaking)
I have an evening appointment this week with my doc. I joined the "weekly club" as Karen put it. This time I get an internal exam, so we'll see if I am starting to prepare for birth or not. No guarantees at this point, but I do remember getting a notice when my sister was pregnant, that she was dilated so it could be two weeks or any day now and I believe she delivered the next day. I wish I could give odds with that kind of range for my profession. "I will show up sometime in the next two weeks...."
I also met with the bosses regarding my leave, yesterday. I start working from home as of this Friday and it cannot come sooner! I hear that driving pregnant can be a chore, but it's not so bad for me...it's just not being able to lie down at work that sucks. Anyway, apparently the group that provides our benefits and paychecks have removed FMLA from all firms with less than 50 employees. I had read this clause in the FMLA act, but up until January 16th of this year, FMLA was applicable to my small firm. Because I am such a "valued" employee they are going to pay my benefits "this time" while I am on leave. SO, if I want another child, I may have to think about my options as far as having health benefits or even a job. That royally sucks. But, maybe it would be a sign that I should find another option. Well, when the economy gets better. I have my current child to think about and a secure job for now. I should consider myself lucky. humfph.
So, I moved to the couch downstairs. It's not really a punishment for me, as most pregnant women, I find the couch more comfortable than the bed lately. I am trying not to sleep there too much though. Who knows what could happen, at this point, at night. (IE water breaking)
I have an evening appointment this week with my doc. I joined the "weekly club" as Karen put it. This time I get an internal exam, so we'll see if I am starting to prepare for birth or not. No guarantees at this point, but I do remember getting a notice when my sister was pregnant, that she was dilated so it could be two weeks or any day now and I believe she delivered the next day. I wish I could give odds with that kind of range for my profession. "I will show up sometime in the next two weeks...."
I also met with the bosses regarding my leave, yesterday. I start working from home as of this Friday and it cannot come sooner! I hear that driving pregnant can be a chore, but it's not so bad for me...it's just not being able to lie down at work that sucks. Anyway, apparently the group that provides our benefits and paychecks have removed FMLA from all firms with less than 50 employees. I had read this clause in the FMLA act, but up until January 16th of this year, FMLA was applicable to my small firm. Because I am such a "valued" employee they are going to pay my benefits "this time" while I am on leave. SO, if I want another child, I may have to think about my options as far as having health benefits or even a job. That royally sucks. But, maybe it would be a sign that I should find another option. Well, when the economy gets better. I have my current child to think about and a secure job for now. I should consider myself lucky. humfph.
Monday, February 9, 2009
We made it! 37 weeks = full term
Olivia is fully developed at this time! What a relief that I have made it into the "safe" zone. Now, hopefully she won't keep cooking into post-term (after 40 weeks) because I don't know how much more I can expand at this point.
I am expecting an internal exam this week. We'll see if I am dilating at all.
Exciting times.
I am expecting an internal exam this week. We'll see if I am dilating at all.
Exciting times.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Things a pregnant lady does not want to hear
"Are you sure you're going to be able to deliver vaginally?!"My dad made this comment to me yesterday, alluding to my growing belly.
Well, I hope so. I hope that my belly size is not a sign of O's width, but her height and that she just has her dad's height genes. (this is a picture of my growing belly...almost 37 weeks! I am nearing the end of pre-term pregnancy)
Today, I am going through all of the baby clothes I have received as gifts or hand-me-downs. Separating them by size: 0-3, 3-6, 6+ months all the way to 18 months. I can't believe I already have toddler clothes, but grandma is taking advantage of the clearance sales at Carson's and I am not one to stop her. It's all precious to me. I am washing all of the 0-3 month stuff in preparation for O. I actually am looking forward to folding and putting it away. Admiring each little onesie and picturing my baby in it.
Right now, John is at daddy bootcamp, and I love him for it. I am sure most men would cringe at the thought of going to this, but he only complained that I didn't tell him about it sooner. Apparently I thought I sent him the appointment in Outlook, and I didn't, so he learned about it last night when I mentioned it was the next day. Right now, he is supposedly learning how to change a diaper and bonding with other soon-to-be or new dads. (you get to go back with your newborn for a refresher course for free.) 
This has not much to do with pregnancy or babies, but we got a new bread machine recently. The free one I got from my brother-in-law's mother baked it's last loaf recently and I had to get a replacement ASAP. Anyway, I am still trying to figure out how to get the bread right after two tries. The first loaf didn't rise well, and my second, well, you tell me. I think even my bread is commenting on my growing belly:
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Today is my lucky day
I had a doctors visit this morning. It's now the final four weeks and I get to go in once a week at this point. Today was rather standard, weight, bp, measure and listen to the heartbeat. I successfully am continuing the 1 lb a week (standard at this stage in the game). I don't know how, though, as I ate tons of bad food on Superbowl Sunday.
The heartbeat thing never gets old. I wish I could just have something attached to me with headphones so I can listen 24-7. I am sure this has not been invented as to avoid making preggies like me super paranoid.
I also asked my doc about swimming in a swimming pool in the final month. She said it's fine (sigh of relief). She mentioned that some doctors warn against it because you won't know if your water breaks in the pool, but she also said that one doesn't normally gush water from that area after getting out of the pool, so it will probably be obvious. (Please ask YOUR doctor before jumping in a pool in the final month, though, but I got the okay.) This makes me less paranoid about the fact I DID go in the pool last week, but I am still torn because my dad recommended against it. I should just suck it up and enjoy the few lazy days I have left.
So, lucky things so far today:
1 - "normal" weight gain
2 - O's heartbeat sounds good still
3 - Swimming was okay.
And, the fourth thing is that I went to Jamba Juice after the doctor's visit and on my way to work. I ordered a small smoothie, but the server was not paying attention and I got the "power" size. I am not sure how large this drink actually is, but I am only half way through after 3.5 hours. (Maybe this will counteract lucky thing #1).
The heartbeat thing never gets old. I wish I could just have something attached to me with headphones so I can listen 24-7. I am sure this has not been invented as to avoid making preggies like me super paranoid.
I also asked my doc about swimming in a swimming pool in the final month. She said it's fine (sigh of relief). She mentioned that some doctors warn against it because you won't know if your water breaks in the pool, but she also said that one doesn't normally gush water from that area after getting out of the pool, so it will probably be obvious. (Please ask YOUR doctor before jumping in a pool in the final month, though, but I got the okay.) This makes me less paranoid about the fact I DID go in the pool last week, but I am still torn because my dad recommended against it. I should just suck it up and enjoy the few lazy days I have left.
So, lucky things so far today:
1 - "normal" weight gain
2 - O's heartbeat sounds good still
3 - Swimming was okay.
And, the fourth thing is that I went to Jamba Juice after the doctor's visit and on my way to work. I ordered a small smoothie, but the server was not paying attention and I got the "power" size. I am not sure how large this drink actually is, but I am only half way through after 3.5 hours. (Maybe this will counteract lucky thing #1).
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
It's getting crowded up in herr
I am getting a lot of pushing today. It's like Olivia is trying to get out through my belly. Man, is she pushin'.
She is supposed to weigh 6 pounds at this point. Thanks to the Superbowl, I think I gained more than usual this week. We'll find out on Thursday if the 1 pound a week record gets smashed.
The meet n' greet went okay yesterday. I am very optimistic about our choice of pediatrician and he was extremely enthusiastic....for it being ~7pm. Unfortunately, he doesn't have a cell phone number I can call him at all hours of the day, but it seems that someone at his office, if not him, will always be available. I am happy with that for now.
We'll have to see how this all goes. I was hoping for a schedule of when I should expect to take O in to see him (like every two weeks?), but they don't make schedules because every kid is different. He spouted off a quick "general" timeline of when we should come in, but I don't remember it.
Back to being O's punching bag....
She is supposed to weigh 6 pounds at this point. Thanks to the Superbowl, I think I gained more than usual this week. We'll find out on Thursday if the 1 pound a week record gets smashed.
The meet n' greet went okay yesterday. I am very optimistic about our choice of pediatrician and he was extremely enthusiastic....for it being ~7pm. Unfortunately, he doesn't have a cell phone number I can call him at all hours of the day, but it seems that someone at his office, if not him, will always be available. I am happy with that for now.
We'll have to see how this all goes. I was hoping for a schedule of when I should expect to take O in to see him (like every two weeks?), but they don't make schedules because every kid is different. He spouted off a quick "general" timeline of when we should come in, but I don't remember it.
Back to being O's punching bag....
Monday, February 2, 2009
T minus 4 weeks!!!!!
FOUR WEEKS exactly from today! Karen, at our office, asked me if I was excited or scared. My response...both...equally as strong. I am dying to see Olivia and hold her in my arms, but I am terrified of the feedings every two hours and not knowing what to do if she won't stop crying.
This weekend was rather exciting in the sense that we have more stuff for Olivia when she gets here. John and I went to Babies R’ Us to get the “necessities” that we will want to have when she arrives. I have one more baby shower to go, but I am not sure I want to wait until two weeks before the due date to get what we didn't at the shower. SO, if you were going to get us the pack n’ play, or the crib pads, sorry! :-) We also got some art to put in O’s room from Ikea. I am of the understanding that babies see high contrast things at the beginning, so we got some black and white images. It’s not what one would typically put in a nursery, per se, but I am hoping it will jump start her mind and she will be a child genius because of it :-)
While watching the Superbowl yesterday, and yes, sans beer pour moi, Abby asked if one was allowed to request music to be playing when the baby is born. Now, I have been thinking about this ever since I heard “Sexyback” by Justin Timberlake playing at the expo for the Outerbanks Marathon. Highly inappropriate, I know, but a rather motivating beat, no? I don’t know what type of music Abby was thinking about, but I think that Sexyback would really pump me up like at a sporting event or something…
Tonight is the meet n' greet with the pediatrician. Besides "can I call you at any time of the day?" I really am not sure what to ask. Most of the books I have provide sample questions, like "what are your thoughts on breastfeeding?", but I plan on breastfeeding, I know it's good, so who cares? My sister recommended the guy we are meet n' greeting, and I am looking forward to seeing, in person, the ball of enthusiasm that she has been raving about.
I have uploaded a video of what O moving around in my belly looks like, for those of you that are curious. Sorry about the bad lighting, but I am at the office. This is what I get after lunch. It's about 45 seconds long, but not much happens after the first 30 seconds. Most of the action is on my left side:
This weekend was rather exciting in the sense that we have more stuff for Olivia when she gets here. John and I went to Babies R’ Us to get the “necessities” that we will want to have when she arrives. I have one more baby shower to go, but I am not sure I want to wait until two weeks before the due date to get what we didn't at the shower. SO, if you were going to get us the pack n’ play, or the crib pads, sorry! :-) We also got some art to put in O’s room from Ikea. I am of the understanding that babies see high contrast things at the beginning, so we got some black and white images. It’s not what one would typically put in a nursery, per se, but I am hoping it will jump start her mind and she will be a child genius because of it :-)
While watching the Superbowl yesterday, and yes, sans beer pour moi, Abby asked if one was allowed to request music to be playing when the baby is born. Now, I have been thinking about this ever since I heard “Sexyback” by Justin Timberlake playing at the expo for the Outerbanks Marathon. Highly inappropriate, I know, but a rather motivating beat, no? I don’t know what type of music Abby was thinking about, but I think that Sexyback would really pump me up like at a sporting event or something…
Tonight is the meet n' greet with the pediatrician. Besides "can I call you at any time of the day?" I really am not sure what to ask. Most of the books I have provide sample questions, like "what are your thoughts on breastfeeding?", but I plan on breastfeeding, I know it's good, so who cares? My sister recommended the guy we are meet n' greeting, and I am looking forward to seeing, in person, the ball of enthusiasm that she has been raving about.
I have uploaded a video of what O moving around in my belly looks like, for those of you that are curious. Sorry about the bad lighting, but I am at the office. This is what I get after lunch. It's about 45 seconds long, but not much happens after the first 30 seconds. Most of the action is on my left side:
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