Thursday, July 16, 2009
I swear to God, that's not a beach ball crammed under my shirt.
And PLEASE, please don't ask me if I'm carrying "twins" or "triplets" or tell me "OMG, you're HUGE, you'll NEVER make it to your due date!" or I just might friggin' go postal on you (honestly, I know YOU girls would never do that to me. It's mostly just annoying coworkers, clients and STRANGERS. WTF?). I may be smiling in these pics, but there is an oh-so-subtle warning glint in those innocent-looking brown eyes of mine.
Doctor's appointment went well yesterday. My blood pressure is "perfect" according to the doctor and baby's heartbeat sounds great. I asked if she could tell if Hunter is still head-down, so she felt my belly up and confirmed that he is, indeed.
Sorry, I don't have much more to blog about right now. I'm just way too tired to formulate thoughts, hence this post is mostly pictures.
And here is a silly shot or two of Daryl modeling the new Baby Bjorn. Can you tell he is excited to eventually put a REAL child in that thing? God, I love him. :-)
And look! It's a teaser of the nursery! Granted, in the shots you can see the lack of TRIM around the closet door (and also the lack of chair rail on the wall behind me). And above the toy box that's on the right of me (I think all you can see in the photo is the stuffed teddy bear that was on top), we now have a shelf and a wall-hanging up so I have to take a couple shots of the (almost) finished nursery to show you all!
Monday, July 13, 2009
While this weekend was fun, it definitely took a lot out of me.
I have no recollection of what we did Friday night so I'm assuming I came home after work, ate dinner and went to bed? Heh. Saturday we were up and out of the house by like 9:30am. I had the urge to go berry-picking. The raspberry-picking was fine...even with the amount of walking I did, the breeze blowing through the field felt awesome. But by the time we drove down to the blueberry section and "hiked" the relatively short walk across the street, I was feeling it. And by "it", I mean instant fatigue. Between that, and sweating like a pig, I only picked about half of what Big D was able to pick. He was moving much faster!
Then we headed down to the orchard store, one of my ultimate favorite places, and picked up some corn on the cob and a couple other odds and ends (including apple cider and cider donut holes, yum!) before I hobbled back out to the vehicle. We stopped for grinders at a local deli then headed back home to eat and relax. The plans for that evening were to go to friend's house to watch the UFC fights on PayPerView, and they didn't start till 9:30pm, so I knew I would need to rest up. I planted my butt on the couch and didn't move for hours...I even managed a nap in the middle. I was feeling so worn out, that I finally told Daryl that I couldn't get up to make the brownies I'd already offered to bring to our friend's house later that evening. So Mister Betty Crocker kindly baked them for me. We were at our friend's house till 12:15am and pulling into our driveway by 1:00am (after I had passed out on the entire ride home).
Sunday morning we headed out to Lowe's and Michael's to get a couple of items. We still needed to put up a shelf in the baby's room, get a doorknob for the nursery's closet door, as well as get a wooden dowel to hang the small hanging quilt that Big D's Grandma made to match Hunter's bedding. While he handled all of that in the nursery, I vacuumed and then straightened up the bedroom in preparation to put the bassinet in there. Crystal was bringing it over around 11:30-ish and she stayed for tea and to see baby Hunter's almost completed nursery. After she left at 2:00pm, Daryl and I ran out to grocery shop before my Mom came over. While walking around the produce section, I started to reeeeeeeally droop so I grabbed a quick small coffee for a buck. It was just enough steam to get me through the rest of our shopping...along with another pee break and many random BH contractions and moments where I had to slow down from the intense low pressure. I do feel almost as if Hunter has dropped even more. Walking is harder and harder, the pressure is super intense and often stops me in my tracks, and I have to keep tabs on rest rooms no matter WHERE we are.
Back at home I put away all the groceries while Big D sanded and put another layer of sealer on the bench for the nursery, and my Mom came over and hung out. I was going to make dinner but after putting my nightgown on at like 4pm (I was so uncomfortable in anything I wore!) and sitting on the couch, Big D took over the cooking and made my Mom and I a kick-ass dinner of seasoned, grilled chicken breasts with sauteed onions, corn on the cob and steamed green beans from right out of our garden! Mom left sometime around 8pm and Daryl and I watched tv until he passed out on the couch and we headed for bed sometime around 10pm. Despite sleeping till 6:30am today when my alarm went off, I still feel like I've been run over by a mack truck! I lost count of the many times I woke up last night...most of the time I woke up becuz of my aching low back, hips, shoulders...but I forced myself to get up and go to the bathroom each time cuz sure enough I always had to pee! Oh and I did take belly shots but forgot to upload them so I will try to post them tomorrow...
36 Weeks: Our baby Hunter
Your Baby This Coming Week
Your baby is now considered full term. He weighs approximately 6.5 lbs (2950g) and his total length is about 21 inches (47cm). Your baby's crown to rump measurement is about 14 inches (35cm).
By now, your baby's head may have engaged into your pelvis.
You may feel that your baby occasionally has hiccups from his "practice breathing".
Though your baby is considered full term, he is still growing and developing both his body and his brain.He is still laying down fat at a rate of more than half an ounce every day.
Thursday, July 09, 2009
But FIRST, a quick note. I went to the doctor's yesterday for a pretty uneventful visit. Had the Group B Strep test done and told doctor about my "newest" changes/feelings in my body (along with the Braxton Hicks contrax the other night) and basically got the "Yup, that's all normal" speech. I'm down to once a week appointments now so next Wednesday I'm back at the doctor's office again. They don't do routine internal exams yet (unless I request one) and I'm partially thinking this is a GOOD thing becuz if I hear I'm dilated/effaced (or NOT) I'll probably just be more impatient!
Also, tonight was the last birthing class for us, and we got the tour of the birthing wing. It was good, for me I know, to see where all the "action" will be taking place. I think it helped to set my mind at ease. Plus I realized today, I seemed to have entered the 'calm before the storm' phase. My nervousness, my anxiousness, my fear...it's all seemed to have melted away. I'm now just focused on the excitement of meeting our little boy!
Still left to-do-List:
1. Okay, Big D rocks and he has put up the closet door in Hunter's room. So now that all is left for this task is for him to finish putting up the last wall's trim and chair rail. And the crown moulding needs to go up, but we have to get D's Uncle Rob over to help with that. Most likely the crown moulding won't be done till after Hunter's birth.
Oh and Big D has put one coat of sealer over the stain he painted on the bench for the nursery so now he is just going to sand it and seal again.
2. Clean out the hallway linen closet. I know this technically has nothing whatsoever to do with the new baby's arrival, however, it's driving me absolutely bonkers. The closet is skinny and tiny and can barely fit all the towels, sheets, blankets, curtains and misc. bathroom supplies in it right now, so every time I open the door, something falls on me. This will not fly for me once baby is here so now is my time to clean it up and reorganize the contents! *ADDITION* Plus now with the bath supplies, towels and face cloths that we got for Hunter at the baby shower, I'd much rather keep them all in our linen closet, then in his nursery closet.
3. Steam-clean the living room and hallway carpets.
4. Pack bag for the hospital. *ADDITION* This is actually a work-in-progress right now. I've got the baby's stuff all together and now I'm working on mine. I'm going to post my list at the bottom of this post so PLEASE tell me if I'm forgetting anything!
5. Call the humane society about dropping off our dog, Daisy, and cat, Bailey. (some of Daisy's story can be read about here and also here). It's so tough and it will be a hard and emotional thing to do, but I have to do what's right for my child and my family.
And regarding my cat, Bailey has still continued to use our couch as a litter box (she pooped on the couch AGAIN last night) so when Daryl pointed it out to me, I immediately burst into tears. It's like the final nail in the coffin, so to speak, and it breaks my heart. But what more can I do??
6. My friend Crystal is dropping off the bassinet this Sunday. Woo hoo!
7. Buy a night light for the nursery.
8. Clean the bathroom!
YAHOO!! I whittled my insanely huge list down to only eight items! I'm so proud of myself AND feeling less stressed/rushed about getting stuff accomplished. Not much else left to do but relax and WAIT for our little one's arrival!
Packing for the Hospital (me):
- pair of comfy socks
- flip flops
- lip balm
- (1) nursing nightgown (although I don't know if I'll wear it, or just the hospital gowns)
- short, thin bathrobe
- nursing bra(s)
- cell phone and charger
- camera & video camera with charger cords
- headband or elastic (to put my hair back during labor)
- going home outfit (comfy loose sweats, a maternity t-shirt and undies)
- copy of my birth plan
Packing for the Hospital (Daryl):
- change of clothing for first night (second night he'll probably run home to shower/change)
- swim trunks (in case I go into shower during labor and need his support)
- toiletries for at least 1st night
- lap top and charger cord
- DVD(s) (not that I foresee him watching any movies but maybe he can while I'm resting?)
Packing for the Hospital (Hunter):
- baby blanket(s) (at least one so Daryl can bring it home for Tucker to sniff with Hunter's scent on it)
- going home outfit (I packed two, one smaller and one slightly bigger)
- hat, onesie and socks
- baby book
- baby's car seat, installed in truck
Okay, is there anything you think I could be forgetting????
Tuesday, July 07, 2009
I had some more Braxton Hicks contractions last night, which in itself, isn't out of the norm for me. However things just started to feel differently last night. About fifteen minutes before the end of my work day the contractions started and for the next 25 minutes or so as I packed up my stuff and walked around the school to lock up (I turn off lights, lock inner doors, having to go up and down stairs) I was completely winded and out of breathe and feeling my belly tightening up. I just attributed it at first to the exercise I was getting. But the BH contractions continued on for the ride home and the next two hours.
It was the usual tightening up/hardening of my entire belly and the hard-to-breathe feeling but then accompanied by lots and lots of low-belly pressure and sharp stinging pains in my va-jay-jay. I stayed laying on the couch the whole time on my left hand side, drinking lots of water and trying to relax. Even baby Hunter was in on the action...that was NOT his normal "busy" time (he pretty much moves around like clockwork, I know his schedule pretty well now) and this was a straight 2 hours of active movements from him.
I'd like to think this is my body slowly getting ready and gearing up for the big day in our future! I also started off my morning today with more low pressure, down below, and the feeling (sorry to be TMI) almost like I had to have a bowel movement. It's so crazy to feel him this low! I swear, the kid feels like he is going to drop right out! Heh.
Anyway, lots of emotion for me today...we are turning in Timber tomorrow night and it's a bittersweet moment. Things have gotten to be way too hard at home with the three dogs. Between Timber who is a rambunctious 9-month-old, 65+ pound puppy who often times practically knocks me off of my feet, and Daisy the mean aggressive dog, I've had LOTS of stressed out teary moments. So we finally bit the bullet and let them know we would need to return him early (normally we'd be fostering Timber till he was approximately 12-14 months old). Even though we don't want to, it will be the best thing not only for us but for the puppy as well, since neither Daryl or I can devote the time and energy to training him and giving him the attention he needs and deserves! We are solely focused now on getting ready for the birth of our first child so this obviously takes IMMEDIATE precedence.
Do I still feel like an utter asshole that we can't keep him? You betcha. So tomorrow night, I can predict myself and Daryl bawling like little babies. And this also now makes me feel the urge to find resolution with Daisy...and fast. I can't keep prolonging it cuz it is only making it worse for me. I'm currently looking into some no-kill shelters in the area but I need to find one that is not afraid to take in an already aggressive dog. I know the humane society will not take her. And I just. can't. bare. to. put. her. to. sleep. The idea is like a knife in my side. :-(
Monday, July 06, 2009
Your Baby This Coming Week
Your baby continues to grow, kick, and move about.
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
(and if you want to be technical...34 and a half weeks! I can just never seem to get the pictures taken when I first want to!)
By the way, sorry the photos are so grainy...horrible lighting in my bedroom this morning...
I love looking at my big, beautiful belly! And Hunter has been obviously getting tighter and tighter in there...it feels like he is constantly trying to stretch so my belly pushes out and gets super hard, often. And this morning I woke up with what felt like presumably a foot lodged underneath my rib. Can you say, OUCH?
While I have definitely enjoyed being pregnant, and Daryl and I both have enjoyed watching my belly grow, I think we are BOTH so ready for this baby to make his grand entrance. I know for me personally, I'm ready to feel "normal" again and not like an old lady. I can barely get up off the floor from a sitting position anymore, my body pops and creaks and groans like an old house settling, and every single time I stand up and little Hunter falls deeper into my pelvis, I suddenly have to make an unexpected run for the rest room.
And never mind the fact that we are SO READY to see this little man! The nursery has taken shape beautifully, and I can't wait to share pictures of it with you (once the dresser is in, which should be this week, I promise to post pics!).
I took an extra day off from work tomorrow (I already had off Friday for the holiday) so that not only will I have a four day weekend BUT I have my Mom coming over (she offered) to help me clean (sanitize!! ARGH!!) the entire house. As the sands of this pregnancy-hour glass wind down, the nesting instinct has taken on an almost obsession-like quality. And since my house is currently a pigsty it usually either makes me want to CRY (which I've done) or scream bloody murder (which I've also done). So finally cleaning it from top to bottom I think will help alleviate some of that anxiety.
And I'm also now factoring in the nerves. I'm so close that I can't help but focus on the thought of labor more and more...how will it be? How long will it last? Will it hurt horribly or not too bad? How long can I hold off before I want an epidural? On, and on and ON the questions in my brain go....
Anyway, that's my life in a nutshell right about now. Daryl and I both are super excited, anxious, nervous, scared, happy...all rolled up into a crazy ball of emotion! But on a good note? I still have an innie belly button. WOO HOO!!!!!