Thursday, August 19, 2010
HE'S HERE!!!
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
38 Weeks - Waitin'
As far as the baby's weight, the doctor didn't seem too concerned. Fortunately, the doctors I see share my philosophy- the less intervention, the better. They won't induce until I'm 41 weeks, as they like to avoid it because inductions usually result in more C-sections, which they also like to avoid. So I feel way better knowing they aren't going to force this baby out of me any time soon, but we would like him to come on his own within the next week or two (and she's really hoping before or around my due date.) So she gave me lots of pointers on how to get the labor going, such as walking, long showers, etc. etc.
She also made me feel good about my weight gain, which I was concerned about, as there was a part of me that felt like I had made my baby so chubby! But she reassured me that my weight gain was great (35 pounds, right on track) and, much to my surprise, I hadn't gained any in the past few weeks. I guess when your fingers and toes look like sausages and your ankles disappear you start to wonder...
So, we continue to wait. I am definitely trying to enjoy these last few days of pregnancy. I am going to miss it a lot, but hopefully God will enable us to travel this amazing road again! I also want to enjoy having this little boy all to myself - he is going to be so showered with love and attention when he gets out, I think I might miss him! But I wouldn't have it any other way.
Next appointment is a week from today. Let's hope I miss it :)
Friday, July 23, 2010
37 Weeks - BIG BABY!
The next day, my mom, dad, and I (as well as the awesome new video camera we got for precious moments like these) went to the ultrasound and got to see our little guy! Damn, I am still too used to saying "little"...we really can't call him that anymore. The ultrasound technician measured his body parts, and everything was measuring right at 37-38 weeks, except for (for those of you who recall the post I wrote at 18 weeks, you may be able to take a guess) .... HIS BELLY! Belly was 41 weeks!! Oh boy...genetics at their finest. His beer belly has made an appearance 21 years early. After the measurements were taken, the estimated fetal weight was..... drum roll, please.... 8 pounds 2 ounces! BIG BABY!
Seeing the little chunker in 3d was amazing. I needed that ultrasound, as I have been so caught up in the anxiety of becoming a mommy, the impending labor, getting the house ready, dealing with aches and pains, and the instant I saw our boy, all of that just went away, and pure love replaced all doubt. It doesn't matter anymore that my feet hurt the moment I step off the bed in the morning. It doesn't matter that the house isn't spotless. All that matters is getting him here safely, holding him in my arms, and kissing the crap out of all fifteen pounds of him.
Please feel free to watch the video Grandpa Schoville expertly filmed of the little fatty. Technology truly is amazing these days.
Also, I see the doctor again next week, so maybe we will have more of a game plan about delivering this chunky monkey. The doctor did already say she won't induce me early, and that's fine with me. Ideally, he will just come on his own soon, but God already has a plan on how he will make his entrance, and I'm just try to go with it, whatever "it" is!
More next week ...
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
36 Weeks - No progress
I had another appointment today and haven't made any progress in the past couple of weeks. Still one centimeter, Baby Boy's heartbeat is strong, and he is still head down!
My parents come into town this week! So excited to have them here, but I am a little scared they will get bored twiddling their thumbs with me in anticipation. Plus, I hear I'm a bit emotional nowadays. I think I'm gonna owe them after this!
I'm so excited to meet our little guy. I am getting a bit nervous about the delivery and about being a mom, in general. Frankly, I just don't feel like all the research about taking care of an infant is really registering with me. I'm gonna just have to do it to learn it, I think. As for the labor part, I just keep putting my trust in God for a safe and healthy delivery for me and baby boy. I had an angel hanging on (what was then) the spare bedroom's door while we were trying to conceive our little one (and all throughout the pregnancy) and now it's in my hospital bag to hopefully keep blessing us on this miraculous journey. As always, prayers are very much appreciated!
OH, and I MUST brag about my amazing husband. Jimmy's really picking up my slack around the house, always asking what he can do to help, and just being that rock that I need right now while the hormones are crazy! I couldn't ask for a better husband, and I just can't wait for him to be not only my spouse, but the father of my child. I am already so in love with our family, and it's only going to get better.
Jimmy - Thanks for making me laugh so hard every day that I literally almost pee my maternity pants ("What is....") and for being so helpful, understanding, and positive!! I love you!!!
Monday, July 5, 2010
33 Weeks - It's starting!
After I told her about the contractions I'd been having, she checked me and I was dilated one centimeter and am already 70% effaced, and the little guy is still head down. Sounds like my body has started preparing for the journey of labor!
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
33 Weeks - Tiny Scare
So I went in for just a regular check-up today, and when my doctor got the heartbeat, she made a weird face, and commented that it was very high. 192, to be exact, which is about 40 bpm faster than his normal, and out of the "normal range". She was a bit surprised, but thought that it might have been due to 1.) the fact that he was moving all over the place and 2.) I hadn't had any water yet (it's a long drive and when I drink a normal amount of water, the average bathroom break is every twenty minutes or so, so you can understand why I limit myself on these hour and a half long drives). She wasn't overly concerned, but wanted me to go to the hospital (to my high-risk doctor) to get monitored just to make sure things were okay.
Okay, so trying to stay as calm as possible (because if my heartrate goes up, so does you-know-who's) and taking my doctor's advice of drinking lots of water immediately, I drove the five minutes to the hospital and was hooked up on the monitor that reads the heart rate and contractions (called a Non-stress test, the same external monitoring used during labor.) Little Boy's heartrate was FINE, right back around 150 where it belongs. Whew! Guess he was just keeping my doctor on her toes, and I'm glad she was (maybe overly?) cautious.
So about three nights ago, I had some significant contractions that weren't painful but that were occurring frequently enough that I SHOULD have called the dr according the "Labor Instructions" sheet I was given. But I never did call that night, but promised I would the next day if they were still occurring (they weren't, at least not as often or as strongly). I told my regular doctor this today and she said if I have six an hour to call immediately. Well, in the 20 minutes I was strapped in at the hospital, I had at least ten! When I finished the test (or when HE finished, and passed with flying colors:) I saw the amazing Dr. Poggi (whom I try to convince every time I see her that she is an angel sent from Heaven...you remember her...the Dr. from L.A. who sounds like a VERY smart "Valley Girl") and she stated the obvious - that I was definitely having more than six contractions in an hour. So as I wait for her to check me to see if I am dialated, I am preparing myself for the worst - news that I am already 2 or 3 centimeters dialated, and I need to get people to Virginia STAT (most importantly, Jimmy!). Luckily, I was not dialated at all (or as Poggi put it, "Your cervix didn't get the memo." Did you do the accent?) Another WHEW! She said to keep an eye on the contractions. Ummm, okay? Not quite sure what that means ... I'm obviously getting A LOT of them, so does that mean anything? Is he going to come early? How will I know when they are dialating contractions? (thanks to my two wonderfully honest and succinct mothers - I'll "just know":) My conclusion: I have no idea what to expect, but hopefully they are right, and my body will let me know (and with a little more warning than just a head popping out while I'm watching Jeopardy or something).
Because I was scheduled to see Poggi next week anyway for a growth ultrasound, she said we could do "one-stop shopping" today and go ahead with it. So I got to see the little one who is causing all this drama, and he is perfect. Yippee!!! Everything is measuring great - he's already 5 pounds 12 ounces! (Figure a half a pound more a week, do the math, and we've got a little chunker!) I am measuring around 34 weeks. He's always been about a week ahead, and now with these contractions, I'm starting to think he'll be here sooner than later... just "Mother's Instinct." And Jimmy has had that feeling for awhile now, too. My doctor said that at 37 weeks, they'll deliver (I mean, seriously, three more weeks!!!!!) but the longer he stays in there to fatten up, the better. (Tell that to my... nevermind.) Seriously, though, I really do hope he stays put for a few more weeks. The lungs develop last, and they grow stronger and more functional with each day. I'd hate to have him early and have him suffer by being hooked up to breathing machines in the NICU. That would break my heart. I'm thinking 38 weeks is a perfect time for his first breath :) Oh, and he is head down and "locked" so hopefully he will stay that way so we can decrease our chances of a C-section (thought, honestly, I really don't care ... I just want what's best for him!)
Funny little tid-bit - apparently, the office is witnessing a baby boom right now - babies are up 30%! Poggi noticed how many 18-weekers they had, so her and her nurse got out the calendar, flipped back, and guess what was going on at the time? If you are from the area, do you recall a succession of blizzards? Poggi calls them her "Snowmageddon Babies." The ways people try to stay warm :)
Anyway, as always, please continue prayers and good thoughts. We'd like our little guy to cook for at least another three weeks so he can come out with a waaaaaailllllllling scream letting us know he's okay! :) And thanks so much for all your support - we are so thrilled to be parents-in-the-making.
Pic to come! He's so chubby and cute already!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
33 Weeks - I'm still pregnant!
This pregnancy has been AMAZING. I think there are two types of pregnant women out there - those that really dislike being pregnant, and those that love it, and I have fallen into the second category (and I can say that confidently now that I'm well into my third trimester!) So to give you a glimpse into what I have been experiencing, I'll make a list (who doesn't like to make lists?) of the wonderful going-ons. Though some of them may seem like "cons", they are merely the facts of my experience (and though I love pregnancy, I'm not a saint, and I reserve the right to complain every once in awhile).
Wonderful happenings:
- Movement - this is by far my most favorite thing about carrying a baby. My favorite TV shows, time for reading, chores around the house, etc. have all been replaced by my favorite new pasttime - watching my belly for entertainment. And now that I am this far along, it's fun to play, "Guess that body part!" and "Tickle" and "Tag" and all other weird one-sided games I have made up for myself and the unknowing participant, Baby Boy (who, by the way, I'm convinced is growing 18 arms and legs). If you could seriously observe me for one day, you'd think I was nuts. But I don't care - I'm having so much fun playing with him already!
- Getting huge - I've always wanted a pregnant belly, and because of the stares and extra helpful/nice things strangers do, I can say it's officially large (official meaning it's no longer just my opinion.)
- Daydreaming about being a mommy. Now that I'm just weeks away, it's getting real, folks!I can now envision this happening. And the biggest desire I have right now is to hold him. He's quite large in there, so I know he is huggable, but I must be patient and let him get just a bit chunkier.
- Growing closer with Jimmy. Already, I'm so amazed at what a great dad he is. Seriously, I'm pretty sure he's gonna be award-winning. And it's just been so fun sharing this experience together. At first, it was a little awkward, as I asked, "Um, so do you like wanna talk/read/sing to my belly?" or "Feel here...feel that? No? Okay, what about now? No? Okay, what about now... no? What's wrong with you?! ... No, I can't stop breathing!!!" But now, I swear the boy starts going crazy when he hears his daddy's voice. And the kid's gonna love the fathers of Soul, because that's what his daddy loves to sing to him. (ughh...hang on ...continue to number 5 to see reason for delay). Okay, so it's totally inappropriate to sing Marvin Gaye's "Let's get it on" and Al Green's "Let's Stay Together" to a fetus, but it's feel good music to Jimmy, and well, please don't ask me to justify it - it's weird, I know, but just happened to be the music of choice, and it still melts my heart when he sings it. :) Anyway, I'm just so excited to start this chapter with Jimmy, and I think I'm gonna fall in love with him all over again...this whole other dimension to our relationship is starting to develop, and I'm pretty excited for it to continue.
- Braxton Hicks contractions. To be discussed now as I have one at this very moment. Okay, maybe this is gonna be one of the points about which you ask, especially if you've experienced them before, why it's included in a list entited, "Wonderful happenings." I guess the positive spin is that they are my body's way of "practicing" the miracle of labor. That being said, yes, they are extremely annoying and uncomfortable.
- Lack of sleep. Positive - I'm getting used to what life will be like for, um, the next 10 years? Oh, and I have the luxury of napping any time I want thanks to not having children already and being unemployed. More power to those who work and chase around kids in their third trimester!
- No energy. I was kind of hoping the first trimester would be the only time in which I was drop-dead exhausted. Now I can't decide which trimester is worse. Even on the rare occassions where I get ten hours of sleep, I still could use a nap in the middle of the day, or I still just stare at the laundry basket of unfolded clothes as I lay on my bed. Every minute chore is a triathalon. And apparently I'm supposed to be in "Nesting Mode" right now. What's that? Is it when the mommy bird finds the nearest nest (because she's too tired to build her own) and just lays in it for days? Okay, sure, I'm nesting. Oh, Positive - ummmmm, I get to just sit on the couch and play more games with my belly?
- Plugged ear - for those of you that know me really, really well, you know I have had a plethora of ear problems, from ruptures, to tubes, to weeds growing in them. Add pregnancy to the mix, and my right ear has replaced hearing with ringing once again. This time, I can't do anything about it. No meds, no vacuums, nothing. So for the next couple of months, expect to tell me a really great story or your biggest secret, only for me to reply with, "What?" Pro - well, I'll just say this, you know how you sometimes just want to tune people out? Yeah... Con - I'm pretty sure I am the loudest, most off-key singer in church these days.
- Indigestion/Heartburn - I remember hearing nightmares about this from pregnant women, and up until a couple week's ago, I thought I had escaped it's wrath. Nope, just add me to the list of victims. Pro - I still eat whatever I damn well please. Tums rock.
- Near-fainting - A day at the beach... sounds lovely, right? Unless you are seven months pregnant, that is. All was great until the walk to the car after being in the sun for two hours. Now I'm scared to go on what used to be my 40 minute-walk outside. Pro - being taken care of - not in the selfish, spoiled kind of way, but in the way in which you are reminded that people do care and want to look out after you.
- Constant worrying. This, I've heard, starts here and ends ... well, never. Pro - I'm just so happy I have a little one to worry over, and also a husband who can help remind me when I am being way too overprotective.
Okay, so yeah, I may have prefaced this list by giving you a false notion that it was going to be about all the wonderful things about pregnancy. Don't worry, I HAVE noticed the negatives. And, yes, as a former Reading teacher required to teach children what a Main Idea is, it does bug me that the title and content aren't really appropriate for one another. But, I mean, really, there is ONE pro about being pregnant - creating a human being! So while the list may include more not-so-wonderful happenings, it's quality of the pros versus the quanity of the cons in this scenario. The pros will always win.
Final thoughts: I'm so excited for our little guy to be here in a few weeks. But I am worried about something - I've had him all to myself for the past eight months, and I feel like we have such a strong bond already! Now I have to share him?! Jimmy is only hoping that I will be exhausted so that he can pry him out of my arms. ;) I will try to update again before the little man arrives, but in case I don't, please send lots of good thought and prayers our way. We really appreciate it, as we want to have a healthy and safe delivery for both Mommy and Baby, and emotional strength for Daddy ;)
Til next time!