Tuesday, December 29, 2009
I love the way he puts his hands, as if in prayer, while he sleeps.
I love ths crunched face he makes when he's done nursing.
I love the crooked grin he makes at us when our eyes meet.
I love the wide smile he makes at his dad when he comes home from work.
I love the way he smells when he's fresh out of the bath.
I love the prickly feeling his hair makes on my face when I rub my cheek on his head.
I love the way his toes curl around around my finger when I gently stroke his foot.
I love the way he sucks in his bottom lip when he's sleeping.
I love the way he holds my hand while nursing.
I love the way he sticks his tongue out when he coughs.
I love the way he sneezes and smiles big afterward.
I love the way he arches his back and sticks his butt out when cuddling.
I love the way he stretches when he wakes up.
I love the way he hums when he's happy.
I love the way he talks to his toys.
I love how his feet stink after a long day.
I love his bed head after a nap.
I have been eyeing the Iphone by AT&T and while in Wal-Mart.. we spotted a couple on display. Two young teens (13ish..) happened to be playing with them and so we waited patiently until they finished. They finished whatever it was that they were doing, returned the Iphones to their bases and walked off.
I should pause to say that lately.. I've been carrying THE MONKEY around in a sling. He gets tired easily and it's easy for him to sleep in there without having to move him around in the stroller, car seat, carts, etc. Plus I'm warmer than his cold seats so it's comforts me to know that he's warm and toasty in such cold weather.
Anyway, back to the story.
THE MONKEY was sleeping away in his sling while I proceeded to go check out the infamous Iphones. For some reason I figured since we were at wal-mart, the phones would be attached to their bases with some cheap fixation device.. like Velcro? So when I pulled the phone off the base, I pulled with force! Well.. when I did.. I whacked my son... in the head... with the Iphone. Great.
It turns out that it wasn't connected with Velcro. It was attached with a pansy little friggin magnet.
I immediately looked at his face and it was beat red.. squished in anguish and his mouth was wide open in the "Get-read-for-it-because-I'm-about-to-wail" face. I felt soooooo bad. I was absolutely sure that he was going to have a dark bruise the next day. He didn't. I kept checking his head over and over making sure he was okay. It was so sad.
The only thing I kept thinking was.. "good job, mom! Give you infant son a concussion. Yep, mother of the year!"
Then.. as I'm nursing him this afternoon... I'm clipping his nails while he's not really paying attention to me. He's preoccupied with nursing and it's my free time to bug him without him getting pissed. So what do I do?! I cut his little pointer finger, of course. It turns read and starts bleeding. Not bad, I do have to say.. about as bad as a pin prick would create but I still feel like a huge bum.
My poor son.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Poor MONKEY. He lasted through his stocking and into the first 2-3 gifts.. then he was OUT.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
Wish me luck.
Friday, December 18, 2009
During these times I love to make our traditional holiday favorites. Cookies, brittles, cakes, pies, anything and everything in between. We love them all. I wanted to share a super easy recipe with you that we LOVE to make. It's fool proof and so delicious!
1 Cup Sugar
1/2 Cup White Corn Syrup
1/8 Teaspoon Salt
1/2 Cup Nuts (your choice!)
1 Teaspoon Margarine
1 Teaspoon Baking Soda
1 Teaspoon Vanilla Extract
Non-Stick Cooking Spray
Spray baking sheet with non-stick cooking spray. Set aside. Mix sugar, syrup and salt. Cook in microwave for 4 minutes or just until amber in color. Remove from microwave, add nuts. Cook 1-2 minutes more. Remove and add margarine, baking soda and vanilla. Mix thoroughly. Spread evenly on prepared cookie sheet. Cool then break into pieces.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
This year has been kind of crazy when it comes to Christmas shopping. We don't start Christmas shopping until the first week of December due to my impatience when it comes to giving people their gifts. In my family I am known for giving everyone their gifts early. Birthdays, Christmas, anyday.. if I have a gift for someone, you can safely bet that it will get to them before the festivities or celebrations. I just can't seem to keep a gift in my house, unused, unopened, unloved. I must share.
This year we started around the first weekend, or so. We got all of the items that would need to be shipped, first. We ordered all of our families gifts online and had them shipped to us so they could be wrapped, re-packed and re-shipped to their houses. Then once that was completed, we started purchasing our "in house" family gifts. The gifts that would be going under our tree, this year.
I got a Keurig Coffee Maker for my husband. Costco had a REALLY nice one on sale for $139. I couldn't pass it up. I was going to wait a weekend and come back to get it but I'm very glad I didn't because when I did come back, they didn't have anymore. I don't know if they'll be getting anymore shipments of it, or not, but I picked mine up and it's now wrapped and under the tree.
We got The Monkey a super cute playpen that he's going to LOVE. Perfect timing, too, because he's five weeks old (FIVE. WEEKS.) and he's just starting to get into his toys. I think he sat and told his little frog mobile toy a hour long story the other day, it was way too cute. We also got him about 50 little toys; rattles, blocks, balls, etc. His last big gift that we have yet to pick up is his bouncer. I'm also going to try talking Senior into getting him a Bumbo so he can work on sitting up on his own a little more.
We have yet to shop for me, but this year.. I'll be getting cloths. I need them horribly bad after having a baby in November and being pregnant since February. My body has changed dramatically and things no longer fit the way they used to. My shirts are now very tight in the bust (due to nursing) and my pants no longer fit in the hips. I'm tired of trying to squeeze (and I mean S.Q.U.E.E.Z.E!) into them only to have them barely button up due to my hips being too wide. Thankfully, we'll be doing that this weekend.
We only have a few more things to grab, wrap up and take to my moms for Christmas, thankfully. I can't wait to get it done and be on our way to Grandma's house. I can't help but sing the following:
"Over the hills and through the woods to Grandma's house we go!"
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
If you know me, you know I'm the type that is way too impatient to sit back and wait for things like this to happen. Oh no! I have to prep and plan in advance. Not only do we have to plan and prep to take a 6 week old on a 10 hour trip, one way. One way, people!! ONE. WAY! 10 HOURS! Regardless of that, we also have to plan to make Christmas dinner once we get up there. Not directly after we get there, but a day or two later.
Now.. I'll be spending the next couple days preping, planning and hoping for the best. Crossing my fingers and toes that all goes well and that we survive this holiday season.
What are you plans this Christmas?
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Tell me about one of your special traditions. One of our special traditions is to get everyone a brand new pair of pajamas. We open our new pajamas on christmas eve and wear our new get-up on the big day. It's something we did as a kid that I've brought with me to my adulthood.
When do you put up your tree? We usually put up our tree on the day after Thanksgiving, however, this year... we didn't get to it till the Sunday afterward.
Are you a Black Friday shopper? Nope, I never have been but it's a HUGE thing around here so I might get into it. I couldn't this year due to having a 2 week old but next year.. I may very well participate!
Do you travel at Christmas or stay home? Usually we stay home, I cook a huge meal and we have friends over. This year, we're heading up north to Grandma's house. It's a 10 hour drive (with a 6 week old!) but it'll be amazing, I'm sure!
What's a special Christmas memory of yours? One year.. I remember asking my mom, on Christmas Eve, what time we were getting up to open presents. She responded with one o' clock. We were so sad. We didn't want to wait that long, at all. We went to bed and were so disappointed. That is.. until my mom came in at 1am and woke us up to open our presents. We were so tired that it took a LOT of coaxing to get us out of bed. We did and had so much fun opening our gifts. That year I received roller blades and went roller-blading in the fired departments parking lot, next door, in the snow. It was so much fun.
What's your favorite Christmas movie? I would definitely have to say How the Grinch Stole Christmas.
Do you bake any Christmas treats? If so, what are they? This year it's been a little hard to make any treats, period, but I have managed to make some pumpkin bread, christmas cookies and I'm very close to making peanut brittle. Yum!
Fake or real tree? Real... all the way! We spend the day after Thanksgiving (usually), out at the Christmas tree farm. Choosing, cutting and trimming our tree, we love it!
When, as a mom, does the panick set in, to get it all done? This is my first Christmas, as a mom, so I haven't had much time to think about panicking. Next year may be a different story.
Are you still wrapping presents on Christmas Eve? Nope, we buy and wrap the presents right away. We usually finish the week or so before so there's nothing left to get or wrap on Christmas Eve.
What's your favorite Christmas song? Oh Holy Night. My husband sings this and I absolutely LOVE it! LOVE. IT.
Friday, December 11, 2009
As I look back on this incredible journey and the amazing experience this past month has been, I'm trying to summarize it in one word. One word, people! That isn't easy! If I had to choose one word and only one word.. I would have to use: Triumphant!
I use "triumph" because not only have I graduated from the woman role to the "mommy" role, but I've also participated in the most extraordinary event of anyone's life; bringing a child, your own flesh and blood, into the world. Not only did I spent 7 hours trying to coax the child out of me, with a little help, I also spent a good 2 hours pushing the little guy out. I've also spent the last month growing more than I could have dreamed of and learned more than I could have ever imagined. About my son and myself.
I've learned that cold hands and a baby's bottom DON'T mix well.
I've learned that you really do bleed for the 4-6 weeks like they say.
I've learned that someone so small can cause damage to unsuspecting nipples!
I've learned that babies can and will projectile poop, especially when a diaper is no where to be found.
I've learned that it is possible for a baby to poop and pee 3-4 times in a row, within seconds of each other and ruin a good pile of diapers, within minutes.
Most importantly, I've learned that my priorities have changed.
I'd rather stay in bed and cuddle my son than getting up and jumping on the internet.
I'd rather change his diaper than tend to the fire.
I'd rather burp him or rock him than answer the door.
I'd rather nurse him than jump up to answer the phone (right, sheri?!)
I'd rather spend my afternoon with him, than with anyone else, (with my husband, too, of course!)
I would rather spend my time, with my family, than worrying about what everyone else is doing or saying.
With that I will leave with a letter:
My gorgeous baby boy. This past month has flown so fast that it makes Mommy sad to think you're already a month old. It's been so amazing to see you everyday. To wake up and see your precious little face, next to Mommy's and Daddy's bed. It's been so overwhelming to watch you grow a little bit every single day. You make us so proud. I spend 24 hours a day with you and I still feel like I can't get enough. You are so perfect. I love watching your facial expressions, your little puckers when someone kisses you in your sleep. Your frowns when you're dreaming. We joke that you're dreaming of a milk shortage. You LOVE your milk, that is for sure! It's so amazing to see how much your dad loves you. As soon as he comes home the first thing he does is run in to say hello to you. Then he changes into his comfy cloths and immediately asks, "can I have him now?" It makes my heart skip a beat every time I hear that.
You've grown so much! You're now growing out of your newborn cloths and are officially in 0-3 month sizes. You're simply too long for newborn stuff, anymore. You're so tall and skinny that the waists of everything are way too big and often fall down, but if we put you in smaller sizes, they're too short in the legs and tend to look like shorts. All your newborn hats are now too small and you can no longer wear newborn diapers. It makes me sad to think you'll never fit in that size, again, but so proud all in the same. To watch you grow is amazing.
You've started following people with your eyes, just recently and have also started to look for people when they talk to you. For some reason you like looking at people's foreheads and eyebrows, but then again, your cousin JJ did the same thing. Just this past couple days you've started trying to "talk" to me and Daddy. You often coo and squawk and we're convinced that you're trying to tell us a story. I swear you try to tell Daddy all about your day when he finally gets home to hold you. You're the best cuddle bug and the best sleeper, I couldn't ask for anything better in a son. You, my boy, are perfect!
I look forward to watching you grow, each and every day.
I love you, my son!
Sent via BlackBerry by AT&T
Thursday, December 03, 2009
Here are the rules:
The first 5 people to post a comment here will get a gift from me. This gift will be chosen, by me, with you in mind. If you have kids, it may be for or about them. If you don't have kids, but love your pets just the same, it may be for or about them.
As Nicole has stated, I cannot guarentee that you'll love your gift, but I hope you will.
I do have a year (12 months) to get you the gift but it will NOT take that long. How boring would that be?
You do NOT have to review the item that I send to you.
Here is what you do have to do:
1. You must do something similar on your blog and pay it forward to the first 5 commenters on your blog.
2. You must take a picture of the item that I sent to you and write about it on your blog, once you receive the item. It does not have to be a review or a big long post about what the item is, what it does, or where it's made.. but just something simple saying that you did receive it and how awesome I am for sending it to you. *you do NOT have to link back to me because my blog is private and they won't be able to see it, anyway.*
So... are you in?
Tuesday, December 01, 2009
The kitchen could use a good scrubbing.
The fireplace could be cleaned out.
The floor could be vacuumed.
Swept and mopped, too.
Dinner certainly won't make it's self.
I have the highest hopes for accomplishing so many things... then I look into these eyes:
and suddenly by the time I realize what happened... the day is over.
Oh well, they're always tomorrow, right?!
Monday, November 30, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
The hardest part will be making him "fast" for the hour and a half before his proceedure. They strap the babies arms and legs down so they don't curl up and have limbs in the way, and the last thing they want to happen is for them to vomit and choke while strapped down to the table, so therefore, they want him to have an almost empty belly. The proceedure should only take 10 minutes, to which my husband will be there. He's decided that if he's going to put his son through the same process he went through, the least he can do is be there to comfort him as much as possible. Ultimately, I left the decision up to him because honestly, he's the one that has the penis and he's the one who's been through it before. If it came down to whether or not we'd do something similar for our daughter, the decision would have been up to me. It only seemed fair.
I am going to be an emotional reck tomorrow as I can't see him be in that much pain, but thankfully my husband has agreed to let me stay behind. We have talked to the doctor and he said that they'd be MORE than happy to put me up in a room, to wait, so as soon as he is done they can rush him over to me to nurse. I'm praying that things go well and that there are no issues, however, I do have full confidence in our doctors and nursing staff.
I'll update tomorrow as I have more details about how things went.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
I have weighed myself every couple days to make sure I'm continuing to loose steadily. I haven't dieted, at all, as a matter of fact I think I've eaten more junk. I crave Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and Neopolitan Ice Cream. Here's our tally so far:
Pre-Pregnancy Weight: 128lbs.
Heaviest Pregnancy Weight: 160lbs.
1 Week Post Pregnancy Weight: 140lbs.
Total Lost: 20 of 32 pounds lost!
Here's a few pictures of Junior's first week, along with his "1 WEEK PICTURE"!
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
We got to the hospital around 7pm and they had a hell-of-a time trying to get the IV in my arm. The one girl tried twice, couldn't get it, so she went and got another lady who tried another 3 times. I had pricks and bruises and gauze and tape everywhere. They started the pitocin around 9:30 (yes - it took THAT long, just to finally get my IV in place.) They had me up and walking the halls until 1:30am and at that point my dr came in to check my status. I was 4cm, 75% and a -2(ish). She decided that since I was so exhausted and that I hadn't made much progress.. to shut the pitocin off, give me an ambien and re-start at 6am. Then once I had a good pattern of contractions going, she'd come in and break my water. Sounded good to me. She said that the bad part about it was that we'd have to wait that much longer but the good news was that having the pitocin the night before, helped to prime my uterus for the full thing the next morning. It ended up working well because I got into a patter VERY quickly and started dilating pretty quick. They started the pitocin around 6:30am, Thursday morning. I can't remember the time off the top of my head but they broke my water a little later that morning.. I'm thinking around 9 or 10 or something. I labored, on my own, till I made it to 7-8cm. Then his head was pushing so far down onto one of my hip nerves that i was crying with every contraction and shaking because it hurt so bad. The contraction itself wasn't bad.. that I could have delt with.. the nerve pain. OH.MY.GOODNESS!! It killed me. I litterally debated ripping my leg off.
Thankfully the nurse and my mom just decided to call the anesthesiologist in and give me the Epi. 10min later and I was on cloud 9!! I felt so much better. At noon i was feeling a bunch of cervical and anal pressure so I asked if I could be checked just to see if I had made any progress. I had.. I was fully effaced, fully dilated and he was at a +2, +3, station. Ready to go! The nurses called my dr to let her know and we all came to the conclusion, together, that they were going to let me "labor-down" to bring him down on his own, so I didn't exhaust myself with trying to push him out on my own. I wasn't having ANY desire to push so they just let me rest for an hour, to an hour and 15 minutes. Around 1:30pm I started pushing and around 3:30pm the nurses finally said, "okay..... we need you to stop pushing, now, to wait for Dr. K". Yeah.. that crap doesn't work. I tried breathing through the contractions but at that point, my body was pushing on it's own.
By the next contraction Dr. K walked in and we started pushing again. At some point during the day they had me try squatting to bring him down.. it worked but that sucked. I felt retarded. There was also a point in time, (weird that I can't pin-point when it happened) where Junior's heart started to drop. It wasn't coming back up so they decided that it was problably a pinched cord, so they decided to do an infusion. They inserted a internal monitor and add fluid to my uterus, to try coaxing him up and off his cord. It worked. His heart rate came up instantly and stayed up the rest of the time.
I delivered him at 3.51pm, after 7.5 hours of labor and 2.5 hours of pushing, totaling 10 hours. I was very suprised at how fast it went. I was only checked twice, once to tell me I was dilated to a 7-8 then the next I was fully dialated. It seemed to zoom by, thankfully.
As for Jeff delivering him, he did, indeed! He suited up and the dr put him at the foot of the table and told him what to do. He did an awesome job. My mom got the last few minutes on video so we're debating on whether or not we should post it. You can't see anything except for at the very end when he's sliding out, my mom moved down a bit and you can see him sliding out. But that's all you can see. I may have to make it private somewhere but then again I'm not sure where I'd be able to upload it with it being of a live birth. We'll see.
Anyway, his stats were 7 pounds 7 ounces, 20 inches long. His head was 13.25 inches around and his first and second apgar were 8-9's.
His first 24 hours were great, he did awesome, I did awesome, I felt wonderful, no pain, etc. The second day is when we started experiencing some issues. The nurse came in to notice that he was breathing a little fast. His respirations were supposed to be anywhere between 40-60 breaths per minute and his were 75-80. He had a slight temperature (just on the high side of normal) but otherwise, he was acting fine. Eating like a champ, peeing and pooping like a champ, etc. They continued to monitor him and sent the PED in. Once she came in she noticed 2 more problems. Not only did he have fast breathing (TTN - Transient Tachypnea of the Newborn) and a slight temperature.. she also noticed a *slight* heart murmur. As well as a bit of a choking spell. He'd get a bit excited and choke on his spit, then he couldn't catch his breath enough to stop choking to get the spit out. She just said that watch to see when he does it and make sure we use the bulb syringe to clean his mouth and burp him to help him get the phlem up. As for the temperature, it went away after a few hours. As for the TTN, it's just something he has. They say that it's when babies have a harder time adjusting their own respiratory rates now that I'm not supplying his oxygen, so it's something that he'll 100% grow out of.
Now as for the heart murmur... he does, indeed, have a heart murmur. The bad news is.. it's a heart murmur. The good news is.. it's something that he'll 100% grow out of. I can't remember what exactly he called it but he said that it happens when a newborn is in utero, they have this little valve in the heart that makes the blood bypass the lungs, since they don't need to oxygenate them. Well 24-48 hours after birth, this duct closes and the blood gets sent to the lungs, etc, where it should. Well, in Junior's case, this duct hasn't closed, yet, so the heart murmur is just the sound of a little oxygenated blood being "backwashed" back into a previous valve of the heart. It's just taking him a little longer to close it, than normally planned.
He did say, however, that the EKG showed that it's less than 1mm and very very small. He said that it will cause NO problems in his future.. he's just a little delayed in closing some things, preparing some things that he needed to.
I asked if it was caused by us inducing and he said absolutely not. He said that you never know when or how it's going to happen until the baby is born. Whether it be at 36w or 42w, the baby may take a little longer to do some things.
We're relieved. We're home now and all is well. He's nursing like a freggin CHAMPION and is sleeping pretty well, too. He's gone 3-4 hours in between feedings since minute one and when he does nurse he latches on instantly and goes for a good 45 minutes before he starts to get sleepy. We did have a problem with latching on my left side due to it being "flatter" than the right side. We changed our hold and we're doing 100% better, now. The lactation consultant came in to help with our latch and she said that she's never seen a newborn be able to nurse so successfully and be such a natural at it. Not only that but she said that she is 100% amazed that he was able to pull my nipple out on his own on the left side. She said that I'd most definitely need to pump for 5min before or use a shield to get it to come out but I was determined. I got him latched on my own and we've been going good ever since.
Now... my problems. I had a 3rd degree tear from the mid-vagina all the way out the opening to my lip. It tore severly bad. Not only did I tear, there, but I also tore 100% of my perineal area. I asked how many stitches it took to sew me up but she said she couldn't answer. Due to not knowing.. she just said a bunch. It took her over an hour and 45min to sew me up. It sucked. I felt a good 90% of it, even after the lidocaine shots. It wasn't pleasant.
I got checked before being released yesterday and she said that she's VERY pleased with how it's healed so far. She said that the swelling is down dramatically and that it looks WONDERFUL.
I still think it looks like hamburger meat, but hey, that's me.
I feel GREAT! besides the fact that everytime I move my legs, I hurt. I'm vertually being held together with thread and I can feel it when I walk. Also, spending 4 days in the hospital bed has caused my tailbone to become VERY tender. It hurts to bend, sit, squat, etc. I find myself sitting in squishy chairs and that's it!
Oh well, otherwise I feel MUCH better than I did when I was pregnant, that's for sure!
Okay, I have to go. I need to go get the little man in the bath and ready for bed. His belly stump fell off, yesterday. He was 5 days old. Seems like time is zooming by way too fast. I can't believe he'll be a week old, tomorrow!!
And I'd like to introduce to you all, my son:
Monday, November 16, 2009
IMPORTANT SIDE NOTE: I've notcied that a few unwelcomed people have been reading and poking around my blog. I don't feel comfortable with it and don't feel comfortable posting anymore information about me or my son with it being so "open" to such unwanted guests. I will be making my blog private but I urge you.. if you've been reading thus far, please email me for clearance, I'd love to keep all my normal readers who've kept up with us and our journey for so long.
Again, please feel free to email for clearance!
I WILL be posting pictures and more information about our story, just as soon as I can get my blog set to private.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Monday, November 09, 2009
I will be admitted and given my IV and my pitocin will be started at 7pm. Shortly thereafter, my Dr.K will break my water and we'll cross our fingers and hope for the best.
Now... here's the problem. What the heck am I supposed to do for these last 48 hours? We've already done 99.9999% of the cleaning, 100% of the packing, 100% of the shopping to get all of our needed items. Now what?
What did you do before your child was born?
Sunday, November 08, 2009
Then, as I got ready to purchase, I decided to try ONE more option. Instead of buying one Moby Wrap for $40. How much would it cost to make one? Is it even possible? How much work will I be getting myself into?!
I googled "making your own Moby Wrap" and was supprised by the results:
"you can make your own moby wrap... WITHOUT sewing!"
"you can make a moby wrap for $5!!!"
"it's so easy and only takes a few simple steps!"
"I love my homemade moby wrap and so does my baby!"
I instantly jumped off my computer, ran to the local fabric store (in my case; Wal-Mart) and purchased 5 yards of 100% Cotton, Double Brushed, Baby Blue Flannel. It has a bit of stretch to it and doesn't need to be hemmed when cut. I also purchased 3 packages of super cute decals to put on the front of the wrap. The best part about all this... not only did I get enough to make one wrap.. I got enough to make 2 wraps!!!! The fabric is wide enough that all you have to do is cut it down the middle (length ways!) and voila!
It litterally took me less than 30 minutes to make BOTH of my wraps. That also includes the time it took me to stop every few minutes to take pictures.
Here's what you do:
Grab your supplies:
1. 5-6 yards of 100% Cotton fabric of your choice.
2. Decals of your choice (optional!).
3. A nice sharp pair of scissors.
4. A measuring tape, a ruler, etc.
Saturday, November 07, 2009
I don't know what's worse, the fact that I'm so impatient and anxious that I could probably vomit on command or the fact that while I'm so impatiently waiting... I've been having some medium-ish contractions since yesterday morning. My stomach hurts, my back hurts, my hips are shot! My head hurts and I can't sleep worth a damn.
GOD, I love this child!
I don't even care about any of the pain, anymore. I just want him here so I can hold him. See his face. Count his fingers and his toes. Study his lips and the way he moves. I don't care if I have to walk to the end of the world and back... I just want him here.
Since I'm so impatiently waiting.. I think I'll take a minute to reflect on the past 9 months and try to coax my little one to get ready for his arrival because in 4 DAYS and 13 HOURS.. he's getting evicted.
Dear my precious little rockstar,
Mommy is finding a hard time in waiting for your pending arrival. It's worse than waiting for Christmas and I'm sure you'll learn that very quickly. Christmas is, afterall, the best time of the year. It's the only time that most families get the day off, to spend together and share gifts, food, love and happiness. I pray that we're able to provide you with the most of everything. You'll be quite small this Christmas but you won't lack in any of the above. You are loved so much more than you could know and I can't wait to share all that love with you.
You have blessed me with an AMAZING nine months. I honestly couldn't have asked for a better pregnancy, a better baby or a better experience, overall. While this last month has had many ups and downs for us.. a few scares, here and there.. I'd do it all over again, a million times a day if I had to. You mean that much to your Daddy and I.
We love you and we hope you're enjoying your last few days/moments in Mommy's belly. You've been rocking around as if you have no worries in the world. You're a rockstar, one hundred percent.
I love you more than there are craters on the moon.
Take care, my love! Mommy (and Daddy!) will see you soon!
With all of our love,
Your Mommy and Daddy
Thursday, November 05, 2009
last weeks - THIS WEEKS
Gestation: 37 weeks - 38 WEEKS
Fetal Heart Rate: 174bpm - 146BPM
My Weight: 153lbs - 153LBS
Belly: 37cm - 38CM
Cervix: 3cm - 3CM
Effacement: 70% - 70%
Station: -1 - -1
♥ ~ ♥ ~ ♥~ ♥ ~ ♥~ ♥ ~ ♥~ ♥ ~ ♥~ ♥ ~ ♥~ ♥ ~ ♥
Dr K (as she's checking my cervix...) "Cervix is still a 3 and 70%, minus 1 station and that's great! Are you ready to be induced next Wednesday evening?"
Me: "YES, please!!!"
Dr. K: "Awesome! I'll set that up!"
Hubz: "So.... what do we do for that? Do we just come in or do we need to call or what do we do?"
Dr. K: "I'm going to run and get all your paperwork and I'll schedule it in the system. That way, all you'll have to do is call them before you leave and let them know you're on your way.. then show up."
Hubz: "oh! okay, sounds simple enough!"
(Dr K runs to grab the paperwork while I get changed back into my cloths - then she comes back)
Dr K: "Okay so Wednesday around 6pm, you'll call to let them know you're on your way. Show up a little before 7 so we can get you in and set up. We'll put your IV in at 7pm and start your pitocin. Once you get a few contractions going, we'll break your water."
♥ ~ ♥ ~ ♥~ ♥ ~ ♥~ ♥ ~ ♥~ ♥ ~ ♥~ ♥ ~ ♥~ ♥ ~ ♥
So listen up, little man: You have 6 days.. count them, S.I.X. If you're not here by then... or starting to come on your own. Dr K is going to evict you. Don't make her be a mean Dr. I swear, to you, that you'll love it out here "on the outside". It really isn't to bad!
I love you my little man and I'll see you soon!
Yesterday, for dinner, I had a few hours of advanced notice and thought, for sure, I could come up with something that could spend a few minutes on the stove that I didn't have to spend much time fussing over. I remembered a soup recipe that I had made a while back that was very delicious and perfect for a cold day, like today. It's one that you can make in minutes but also one that can sit on the stove for hours and it just gets better.
The recipe that I had in mind, I couldn't find, so I created another of my own. It's very quick, easy and delicious, I'm telling you!
This recipe would also make a DELICIOUS vegetarian meal, just omit the beef and substitute the beef stock for veggie stock!! Please also feel free to use any veggies that you like; zucchini would be delicious as well as spinach! Please also feel free to use frozen veggies as it would make this even more delicious, I'm sure!
Beefy Vegetable Soup
1 pound lean ground beef
1/2 a medium onion, diced
6 small cloves garlic, diced (we like garlic!)
15 ounce can diced tomatoes
15 ounce can sweet kernel corn
15 ounce can sliced carrots
15 ounce can sweet peas
15 ounce can cannellini beans
15 ounce can pinto beans
47 ounce beef stock (32oz + 15oz can)
2 cups chopped cabbage
Salt & Pepper to taste
2 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
Heat olive oil in a medium stock pot. Add onions and garlic and saute until golden brown. Add beef and saute until brown.
Add all the canned veggies, beans and stock. Stir until combined and heat over medium heat until bubbly.
Add the cabbage and cook until tender. Serve immediately or don't.
Serve with a loaf of fresh warm french bread, rolls or it would even be great over rice!
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
Me, personally? I would probably send it to my Sister-In-Law who is expecting her second baby and could use a tandem stroller for her 2.5 year old and her second little one, who's on the way.
The stroller is called Contours Options Tandem Double Stroller and it seems like it'd be a godsend for a mother in need. I can't give you a review on it, but Dee sure can!
Sunday, November 01, 2009
Often times, I get lots of props for creating things and to me, that makes me happy. I love to make things and give them away. I love to use my abilities to help others and to put smiles on their faces. It's one of my most favorite things to do.
I've always been creative and had an "eye" for creative things. I love to scrapbook, design graphics, blog, write in my son's journal, paint and do anything that has to do with a craft store. I simply love to do it all.
People often wonder what I'm not good at. These are things that I'm NOT good at:
- READING: While I do love to read things of interest to me and while I can and do read perfectly fine, I have a very hard time getting into certain subjects and I often get bored easily. I fall out of focus and can't seem to make myself finish almost any book. Reading is NOT one of my forte's.
- PATIENCE: If you know anything about me, the first thing you would know is that I am not patient. Bad enough that I have a hard time waiting for things to happen. I can NOT be late and often have my phone alarm set for things way in advance. If something is happening at 4pm, I have to set my phone for when to get up, when to get ready, when to leave and what time I'm supposed to be there. Some would call me obsessive compulsive but I like to just say I'm prepared.
- LAUNDRY: Now don't get me wrong, I know HOW to do laundry but to put it bluntly, I suck at it. I swear someone put a hex on me when it comes to laundry. Anytime I attempt to do laundry, something bad happens. Somehow I miss a pocket and money gets washed and ruined, I miss a chapstick and the cloths get ruined, I miss a colored garment in a pile of white cloths and it all gets ruined. Not only does the colored sock stain the white cloths, but the bleach ruins the sock. No matter how careful I am, it doesn't seem to work. SOMETHING always goes wrong.
- LETTING THINGS BE: If I see someone doing something wrong or not doing it the way it should be done, I have a hard time "letting things be". I have to step in to fix it. Here's a few examples;
- When my husband steps into the kitchen to cook anything (and I mean A.N.Y.T.H.I.N.G) I have to be in there to "oversee" that things go according to plan. I have to make sure things are done completely and to my specifications. I'm not one of those that yells or gets aggressive but I have to laugh at how he does things and "help him along" a little.
- When I see someone at a store who is looking for something and I happen to know where it is, I can't let them be to find it themselves. I have to tell them (and sometimes show them) where it is.
- If I'm standing in line or are somewhere out in public and I over hear someone ask a question and I know the answer, 90% of the time I have to step in and answer it. (now don't get me wrong, I'm not irritating and pushy, I just say things like "sorry to be nosy but I overheard you saying something about (insert subject here) and I was told (insert knowledge here). I hope that helps you in some way".
- If I'm out in a store or somewhere in public and I see someone who's unsure about something or looks like they're confused or need ideas, I always try to help (if I have ideas).
- For example: Once while we were out at PetSmart we happened upon a lady who was struggling to keep her large chocolate lab at her side and on the ground. She was talking to a gentleman and was talking about how she has such a hard time talking him for walks because he pulled so much. She had a large prong collar in her hand and was considering purchasing it. I stepped in and said, "I'm sorry to interupt but I over heard you talking about how you're having a hard time walking your dog. This is my German Shepherd, Kaydee, and we went through the same thing. Have you tried using the head harness collar? It teaches them not to pull but is gentle and you don't have to fight with them or choke them. She said that she had tried before but her dog wouldn't leave it alone and kept scratching at it. I told her she should try putting it on her dog and rewarding him with treats or feeding him to keep him preoccupied enough to get used to it. She thanked me and seemed grateful for the ideas.
- If someone is having a hard time training their dog and I have a few ideas, I try to help when it seems appropriate.
- HOLDING GRUDGES: While I can become very irritated with things that people do and I can be a force to deal with when someone does something that I don't like or that they shouldn't do. Once someone appologizes, I can't hold a grudge. I'm often called a "push over".
- SAYING NO: I have a very hard time telling people no, therefore, I'm usually stuck doing something that I would rather not be doing or something that I have a hard time with. All because I like to make people happy and help as much as I can.
- CALLING PEOPLE: I don't like asking people for things so often times I have a HARD time calling people. I handle rejection very well but for some reason I don't really like to hear someone say no when they can't or won't do something. If I can get around it, I'd much rather avoid the whole thing anyway.
So since I'm opening myself up to you... what are some things that you're not good at?
Friday, October 30, 2009
- Once my son is born, I don't want to NOT shower everyday because I'm too busy sleeping or taking care of him. Afterall, who wants to eat off a sweaty stinky plate? NOT ME! Therefore, I hope I can at least shower, or spongebath, enough to de-stink this new Mama. I wouldn't want to eat on a dirty plate and I'm certainly not going to make him do the same.
- I don't want to be one of those moms who doesn't do something because SHE doesn't feel like it. I want my child to have many different experiences and be able to explore the world and I don't want to hold him back because I am to lazy or don't feel like doing it.
- I don't want to be one of those moms who is afriad to let their children participate in life. I want him to get dirty and be happy. If it means ONE more bath during the day, then so be it. I don't want to hold him back from what could make him happy, even if we do have to sacrifice a few skinned knees and a few hundred boxes of band-aids. It's all part of being a kid and enjoying yourself.
- I don't want to be one of those moms who doens't let their child participate in activities or sports because she's afriad that he's going to get hurt. Now.. I know. This one isn't going to be easy, letting him go and be a rough and tumble kid.. but I want him to experience all that he can.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
This month has been quite a month for you and Mommy! Things have seemed to fly by, without warning and some how I find us at 37 weeks, now, and I can't seem to put my finger on where the time has gone.
I want you to know that these last 9 months have truly been the best, EVER, for your Daddy and I. The funny thing is... I know how perfect they've been and yet I know that they'll be a trillion times better once you're finally here.
Now that we're getting into the last few weeks, it seems as if time has stopped on us. We're so excited, for your arrival, that often times we can't contain our excitement. Daddy and I often look at each other and talk about how we can't believe that you're going to be here in just under 2 weeks. I can't wait to see how handsome you are!! Daddy can't wait to hold you and finally see his son. He often talks about how he can't wait to teach you things, show you things, take you places and just enjoy having you as his son. You are our child of GOLD, already!
This month you and Mommy spent 3 days in the hospital. Mommy wasn't feeling too good so she called our doctor to get some advice. Dr. K wanted us to come in to get checked to make sure everything was okay. When we showed up, Dr. K was quite worried about Mommy, so she sent us over to the hospital to get monitored. After 3 long days, Mommy started to feel better and now we're back at home, until your arrival.
So now, here were are: trying to wait, ever so patiently, to see your face. Hold your little hands. Count your precious toes. And show you off to the world! You are loved so much more than you know. Everyone is waiting, on edge, for my call that you're making your appearance. Until then, they just about have a heart attack everytime I call because they're wondering if "this is it"?
Grammy is on edge, waiting for you. Everytime I call, I swear, she answers it before it even rings. Daddy has been doing much of the same, lately. I'm almost afriad to call anyone until after your arrival.
Well, my little man, there's not much more that I can say about how Daddy and I feel, right now. It's complete BLISS and amazingly indiscribeable. WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH!
Mommy will be waiting... waiting for her son to come and greet the world. You can come anytime, now. :)
We truly love you with everything we have AND MORE!
Your Mommy and Daddy
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
This week, we've made progress! This week I am easily 3cm dilated (at a standstill) and am 75% effaced! Junior is also head down and at -1 station. She said that he had moved down QUITE a lot and I have to agree because it didn't feel as if she had to shove sooooo much of her arm up there to check, this time. My blood pressure has resumed it's normal healthy self and we both seem to be doing MUCH better! YAY! His heart rate was an active 174bpm even though he was quite calm but my belly is measuring a good 37cm which corresponds with my 37w gestation. She also took me off "strict bed-rest" and put me on "light duty". "Strict Bed-rest" means I am flat on my back and the only time I can get up is to use the restroom or take a QUICK shower. "Light Duty" means that I can resume most of my "normal" activities, HOWEVER, I need to take it easy and not do a few things such as she specified; NO vacuuming, NO sweeping, NO vigorous cleaning of any kind. I can do light dishes and such but otherwise, she wants me to take it easy.
You don't know how much relief this brings me. Now I'll be able to do things to keep myself busy throughout the day so it doesn't seem like my days crawl by. YAY!
She also reiterated that if he's not here by 39 weeks, (14 days from today), she'll be inducing. I am HAPPY to hear that!
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
I was also recently emailed (thanks to our online patient profiles) saying I had lab results to view online. I signed in and received my results. There was no Group B Strep issolated in my swabs, therefore, the results are negitive!!! WOOT WOOT! That's one more intervention that I won't have to go through in labor.
On another note, since I've been on bedrest, I've been trying to keep myself busy. The only real thing I can do is knit. So here are a few projects I've accomplished lately:
(done before bedrest..)
Monday, October 26, 2009
I was explaining to her that my OB had checked it at my doctors appointment just before being admitted and that's when I realized how I horribly misunderstood what was going on. It's only been 5 days since it happened. Better late then never, right?!
When my OB was checking my cervix, she said, "let's see.... cervix is 2cm.... lets see if we can get 3. Yep! Cervix is 2-3". For some ODD reason, I took that to mean my cervix was 2-3cm long. What I didn't understand was how she got it to grow to 3cm while squishing the life out of it? That, to me, didn't seem right, but I didn't question it.
We were in the midst of talking about being admitted to the hospital and she had mentioned, just after the above statement, that my cervix was PERFECT if it came to induction at 37 weeks, if I tested positive for PIH.
I, now, realize that my cervix isn't 2-3cm long. She meant 2-3cm DIALATED! Because, in fact, your cervix can't grow when pressure is put on it.
As I said.. no one ever said I was the smartest cookie.
This is not one of my most proudest moments.
Friday, October 23, 2009
However, I also had something else happen today.
Before I was admitted on Wednesday, my OB checked my cervix in the doctors office. It was a nice 2-3cm but she said it was VERY favorable if it came to induction. When she was finished, she said to expect some bleeding/spotting because it would happen due to the sensitivity of the cervix, at this point in the pregnancy. I ended up having pink spotting right afterward (as I was getting dressed in the doctors office) but after that, it quickly turned to brown spotting and stayed that way, all through that night. The next morning, however, the spotting had stopped and I was "spot free" for the rest of the day.
I was awoke this morning around 6:30am due to the nurse needing to monitor Junior before her shift was over. I love hearing my son so I was happy to ablige. That's definitely one thing I won't complain about someone waking me up, for. After 20-25min of monitoring, she let me go back to sleep for awhile.
I was then awoken around 8:45-9:00am to the nurse coming in with my breakfast. She also mentioned that she wanted to get my vitals and my weight real wuick before breakfast. I was happy, once again, to ablige. They were requested, per doctors orders, to weigh me every day, while admitted, to make sure the swelling wasn't causing an excell in weight. It hadn't. I then returned to my breakfast and decided that since my husband had to run to work for a few hours, I was going to catch a few more minutes of sleep, if I could.
I woke around 10:00am so I could roll over to re-adjust and get comfortable, however, noticed quickly that I had a FULL bladder and had to pee or else there was no going back to sleep for this little lady. I went to the bathroom and ever since I've become pregnant, I have a habit of looking at the tissue after I wipe, just to make sure there is no spotting, funny discharge, etc. Well this time, it was covered in brown blood and mucus. Then I noticed what was to be a huge clump of mucus on the tissue. I placed it on a tissue on the counter, for the nurse to examin when I was done. I paged the nurse and explained that the spotting was gone for the whole previous day and I was concerned as to why it was back. She then explained that it was normal and called "bloody show" and it was my mucus plug that I had lost. 36 weeks and 2 days, I lost my mucus plug.
Now this doesn't mean that I'm going to go into labor anytime in the next few minutes or day, however, it does mean that my cervix is doing as it should and is preparing for the upcoming laborious task. I couldn't be happier.
However, I do hope that I go into labor sometime in the next couple days.. week at the max. That would be WONDERFUL!
When the nurse saw that I had lost my mucus plug, she had asked if I was having any cramping or contractions, at all. Honestly, I wasn't sure as I had just woken from a nap and I don't feel them while I'm sleeping. She then hooked me up to the monitor and as always, I was.
I continue to have these contractions, at little uncomfortable at times, but non-painful. I'm hoping they're doing their job and preparing my body for labor and delivery.
The time is coming soon and it's making me so anxious and excited.
I pray that things continue to go well.
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Thursday, October 22, 2009
I just wanted to let my blog readers know that I've been admitted to the hospital for symptoms of pre-eclampsia.
I don't know much, other than I'm crazy swollen, have high blood pressure, am nauseas and overall feel like crap.
After being monitored for the last 24 hrs, we've got 3 options:
1. Have a test come back abnormal which means we'll be induced right away.
2. Have all come back fine and get discharged on STRICT bedrest till next wednesday, at which point I'll be induced.
3. Stay in the hospital till next wednesday, at which point I'll be induced.
I don't have time to go into details, now, but I'm praying for #1 or #3.
I do NOT want to go home.
Keep me in your thoughts!
Thanks a bunch!
Monday, October 19, 2009
Sometimes I think back and realize that I've been pregnant since February 11th, 2009 and it seems like I've been pregnant forever. FOREVER, PEOPLE!! Then I realize that when you actually count the days.. I've only been pregnant for 250 days. Yes, 250 days can seem like a LONG time to some, but when you think about how many days I tried to conceive, which happens to be around 1065 days... 250 days doesn't really seem like that long. Okay, I lied. It still seems like a long time.
I am now getting to what everyone likes to call; "The End". The end is where you are miserable 100% of the time. There is no point in the day where you actually feel comfortable and it's just not fun, period. Somehow I have fallen into that hole and I can't seem to figure out how to get out. Surprisingly enough, I've been getting pretty good sleep, regardless of the fact that I still have to get up in the middle of the night (at least 2 to 3 times) to pee. The dogs are doing VERY well with letting me sleep in, unless of course one has a stomach ache and just simply cannot make it till morning. Then... I don't feel so bad. I would be a little antsy if I had a belly ache, too. One of our dogs happens to be VERY sensitive when it comes to food, so we have to be VERY careful. Anyway, I soooo just got WAY off track. Sorry.
The End is also where you can't get comfortable to save your life. I've gotten to the point, now, where my hands are swollen, my feet and ankles are swollen, my legs are just plain chunky and my joints have decided that they're going to take a vacation. NOT a good time. Every time I go to sleep, no matter what position I'm in.. I wake up an hour or so later with one of my joints out of socket. It started out with my right hip.. but has slowly moved to my left hip as well and has now moved up to my shoulders. I simply can't get comfortable when it happens. I have to jerk my arms (or legs) around until they snap back into place and quit pinching the nerve that their so kindly trying to suck the life out of.
I've also had the pleasure of experiencing high blood pressure and from what I can tell, I still have it. When I stand up, no matter how slow, I instantly get dizzy and lightheaded and it doesn't go away until I sit back down. I am out of breath 90% of the time, especially when I sleep. I can't breath through my nose, at all, laying down, or else I feel like I'm going to suffocate.
Not to mention, on top of all these side effects, I have heartburn like no other. I've been put on a medicine to help control it and I'd say it works 85% of the time. Other times, oh.. those are the worst. It's so bad that I think my throat is going to explode and I'm going to spew fire like the exorcist.
Now's the time where I could just have him and get it over with. I'm sure I'd be WAY more comfortable, no matter how much pain labor causes. It will eventually be over and I'll feel better.. right?!
I am praying that this little man comes early. There's no possible way that I'm going to make it another 30 days. THERE'S NO WAY, I TELL YOU!
My belly is so stretched that when I (or anyone/anything else) touches it... it feels like someone has burned me or I have a BAD sunburn and you happened to scrape my skin. I've had enough, I tell you.
I honestly think I'd be VERY happy if I had him at 37 weeks. Oh yes, yes I think so.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Baby's Measurement: I'm terrified that Junior is going to be too large to pass through my pelvis so I have this repeating nightmare that I'm going to have to go through 4 days of labor and a full day of pushing, just to find out that his head is too large to pass through. Thus, forcing me to end up with a c-section, regardless of my efforts.
Dr K's Advice: This is something she is watching closely, already. If it gets to the point where she doesn't think he's going to be able to fit, she'll schedule an induction. But in all reality, the likelihood of it happening is slim.
Cervical Checks: I've been having this weird stretching/tearing/scratching feeling deep down in my cervix. The only way I can describe it is to say that it feels as if Junior has his hand down there and is squirming his hand around trying to shove it through my cervix. It's not a nice feeling, nor is it comfortable. I am afraid that one day I'm going to be in the bathroom or the shower to find a foot hanging out or a hand. Not a pretty picture.
Dr K's Advice: It's completely normal! That's Junior's way of pushing down on my cervix to let my cervix know that it's time to start preparing for delivery. It's actually making my cervix contract, which will help when it comes to ripening, effacement and dilation, so it's a GOOD thing. *Regardless, it still doesn't feel "good".*
H1N1 Vaccine: Big J received his shot, today and I'm still wondering when I'm going to get mine. Not that I'm impatient or anything, I just want to make sure to have it BEFORE Junior is born.
Dr K's Advice: They'll be getting their first shipment next week and they'll be administering them, then. No worries. I'll definitely have it before he gets here.
Heartburn: During my last appointment with Dr. K... she told me to start taking 75mg of Ranitidine(sp), twice per day, to ease my heartburn. She said I could take up to 150mg, twice per day, which would account for 2 tablets in the morning and 2 tablets in the evening. Now.. the problem that I'm having is that I'll take the 2 in the morning but they run out before I can take my second dose in the evening. *if I don't take 2 RIGHT before bed, I'll have heartburn very soon after going to bed.* So my question was.. would it be okay if I spaced the 4 tablets out, throughout the day? For example: Take one when I wake up (10ish), one 4 hours later (2ish), one 4 hours later (6ish), then one right before bed (10ish)?
Dr K's Advice: ABSOLUTELY! Feel free to space them out, as needed, as long as I don't go over the 4 tablet dose.
Hemorrhoids: So if you didn't notice in one of my previous "issues", Junior has been putting a LOT of pressure down in my pelvic area, causing cervical pressure and other issues that Dr K likes to call pressure in your "low pressure system". No, she's not talking about the weather report. When baby puts so much pressure down there.. you can tend to get hemorrhoids. What to do about it, is what I want to know?
Dr K's Advice: When the baby squeezes down into the pelvis (because he's quickly running out of room as well as preparing for delivery) you can get a lot of pressure down in the Vina Cava as well as your "low pressure system" which can cause blood to pool in the veins in your lower extremities as well as the bottom of your trunk. This, in turn, causes leg swelling, feet swelling, numbness and hemorrhoids, due to the fact that the baby is pinching off the vein access to get the blood back up and out of the area. Her advice is to get the baby OFF that area, as much as possible. The way to do it.. SWIM! If you can't swim, try getting your feet up and laying down with your legs elevated to try and move the baby off the vein. To minimize the symptoms of the hemorrhoid: use massive hydracortozone cream (1%), tucks pads, a squirt bottle to make sure it's clean after using the bathroom. You can also try taking a bath, because the warm water will help soothe the hemorrhoid as well as the water will help lift the baby off the vein enough to get some relief.
Now, here are some issues that I now have, that I didn't know I had.. thanks to my appointment:
High Blood Pressure: Everytime I go to the doctor, for my OB check up, the nurse routinely checks my blood pressure and everytime she always comes back with the same response, "great, as usual". Well, not this time. Her response was, "did you take the stairs when you came in?" We were in the middle of a conversation about the weight I had gained so far and how I look so tiny, so I thought it had to do with that, but I guess not. My husband was making the comment about how people can't believe I'm due in a month and look as good as I do. She commented that it was great that I hadn't gained an excessive amount of weight and how it'll be easy to loose once baby is here. She then asked if I had exercised during the pregnancy.. "um, no!" She then asked if I ate healthy and I responded with a yes.. gotta eat healthy. That's when she asked if I took the stairs when we came in. "Nope, elevator, all the way." (it's on the 4th floor). She then told me that my blood pressure was elevated and she'd make a note for the doctor. I also mentioned how I've been extremely out of breath lately and didn't know if that had anything to do with it?!
Dr Kim's Advice: We're going to monitor it closely. My urine came back completely normal so they're not alarmed, yet. She said to monitor the swelling in my hands and my headaches, which I get a few times per day. She said to watch the swelling in my hands and if it doesn't go down once I get up for the day, then to call and let her know. Same with my headaches.. if they get worse, call and let her know, asap! She also told my husband to monitor the swelling in my face. If it starts to swell at all or if I look like I've put on some weight rapidly (we have a scale at home that is the SAME as the doctors, so she said to monitor my weight, too) if it jumps or I get any swelling in my face, at all, then he has to take me in to the hospital, ASAP.
Junior's Delivery Date: She also mentioned that she didn't feel comfortable with letting me go over 40 weeks, with this pregnancy. With all the symptoms I've had and am having, she said that if I didn't go into labor, on my own, by November 18th, we'll be inducing. Honestly, I am completely happy with that. Her and I, however, are hoping he comes on his own, a week or two early. It would be easiest on all involved.
Here are the stats for the day, though:
Gestation: 35 weeks 1 day
Heart Rate: 157bpm (still a "girly" heart rate)
My Weight: 149lbs (I've gained 21 pounds, total)
Fundal Height: 36cm (36 cm = 36 weeks)
So lets all cross our fingers, rub a budah, throw a coin into a wishing well, wish upon a star, pray; do what ever it is that you like to do to make good things happen.. and lets coax this little man out a week or two early!!
Sound good to you?! Does to me!
*Please?! I'll give you cookies!*