Saturday, April 12, 2008
Thursday, April 3, 2008
By the numbers
39 weeks, 5 days, 19 hours and 43 minutes
3 cm
60% effaced
95% tired
100% sick of making dinners
3 cm
60% effaced
95% tired
100% sick of making dinners
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Can I see your tummy?
About a month ago, Andrew developed a keen interest in my tummy. He always wants to see my tummy. This must be bare skin. So I untuck, uncover and let him see my baby bump. He rubs it and kisses it and lays his head on it. It's very endearing.
Once, several weeks ago, he was seeing my tummy when he hopped down off the couch. He took a few running steps, paused to turn around and said to me sternly,
"Don't go away."
He kept his eyes on me as he took a few steps, "Don't go." And off he ran. It was clear that I was NOT to put my tummy away. He came back in a few seconds with a wet wipe from his room. He hopped up on the couch and started wiping my tummy. He kept at it for quite some time, till the wipe was all dried up.
This became a new tradition. Andrew would ask to see my tummy, I'd whip it out, he'd run for a wipe and clean me off. It is quite cute and sweet although I'm not sure what he thinks he's cleaning.
A few days ago, I was straitening up the nursery for our imminent arrival when I found this stash:
I'm hoping they are just nice and clean from my tummy, but I'm not taking any chances.
Once, several weeks ago, he was seeing my tummy when he hopped down off the couch. He took a few running steps, paused to turn around and said to me sternly,
"Don't go away."
He kept his eyes on me as he took a few steps, "Don't go." And off he ran. It was clear that I was NOT to put my tummy away. He came back in a few seconds with a wet wipe from his room. He hopped up on the couch and started wiping my tummy. He kept at it for quite some time, till the wipe was all dried up.
This became a new tradition. Andrew would ask to see my tummy, I'd whip it out, he'd run for a wipe and clean me off. It is quite cute and sweet although I'm not sure what he thinks he's cleaning.
A few days ago, I was straitening up the nursery for our imminent arrival when I found this stash:
I'm hoping they are just nice and clean from my tummy, but I'm not taking any chances.
39 weeks and counting. . .
. . .the hours!
So here you are, a nice picture of my new haircut and my growing tummy. Matt didn't exactly get all the tummy glory here, but you get the idea.
I'm contracting fairly often, but certainly not regularly. Almost every time I stand up from sitting I have one. On Sunday and Monday my biggest problem was a terrible kink in my neck that I woke up with. With no Tylenol in sight, I suffered through the day. I finally got some yesterday, and have been doing better. I also got some Tylenol PM and slept for a solid 4 hours last night before starting my every hour vigil.
I was really hoping to birth this girl this week, but I'm not feeling it. I was on Sunday, but things seem to be mellowing.
So here you are, a nice picture of my new haircut and my growing tummy. Matt didn't exactly get all the tummy glory here, but you get the idea.
I'm contracting fairly often, but certainly not regularly. Almost every time I stand up from sitting I have one. On Sunday and Monday my biggest problem was a terrible kink in my neck that I woke up with. With no Tylenol in sight, I suffered through the day. I finally got some yesterday, and have been doing better. I also got some Tylenol PM and slept for a solid 4 hours last night before starting my every hour vigil.
I was really hoping to birth this girl this week, but I'm not feeling it. I was on Sunday, but things seem to be mellowing.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Head down, bum up
Almost 38 weeks and. . .
Head down, bum up (or at least kind of sideways) And if you don't know what this alludes to, you cannot claim to have been educated in the 80's, or at least not in rural Idaho. Or YOU WOULD KNOW!
Sciatic nerve: acting up
girl nursery deco: going up
clean baby girl clothes: still down (as in the basement)
pre-registered at the hospital: down with that, as in oh yeah, I did that
That's about it.
Head down, bum up (or at least kind of sideways) And if you don't know what this alludes to, you cannot claim to have been educated in the 80's, or at least not in rural Idaho. Or YOU WOULD KNOW!
Sciatic nerve: acting up
girl nursery deco: going up
clean baby girl clothes: still down (as in the basement)
pre-registered at the hospital: down with that, as in oh yeah, I did that
That's about it.
Monday, March 17, 2008
37 weeks and counting
My stomach hits about mid thigh when I kneel.
My sleep is broken into about 5 sections each night; sleep, wake, use bathroom, lay down on left side, sleep, wake, use bathroom, lay down on right side, and on and on.
My toenails are in serious need of attention.
My hair is about to be cut off.
My sciatic nerve exploded the other day, but feels better after following my midwife's advice for stretching those hamstrings (which is easier said than done with a twenty pound brick attached to your gut).
My baby is NOT breach anymore, head down.
My status is 2 cm and 50% effaced.
My back is oh so sore and ready for my massage on Thursday.
I'm physically ready; otherwise, still a lot of work to do!
My sleep is broken into about 5 sections each night; sleep, wake, use bathroom, lay down on left side, sleep, wake, use bathroom, lay down on right side, and on and on.
My toenails are in serious need of attention.
My hair is about to be cut off.
My sciatic nerve exploded the other day, but feels better after following my midwife's advice for stretching those hamstrings (which is easier said than done with a twenty pound brick attached to your gut).
My baby is NOT breach anymore, head down.
My status is 2 cm and 50% effaced.
My back is oh so sore and ready for my massage on Thursday.
I'm physically ready; otherwise, still a lot of work to do!
Friday, March 7, 2008
Nightmares
You know you're pregnant when:
Tuesday night you dream about your daughter leaning too far over a railing on a many decker boat and she falls down and bounces on the wood floor below as you watch screaming, and try to run down the stairs to her as fast as you can. And then. . .
Wednesday you dream about looking out a window up high and seeing people jumping to their doom over a large bridge and you shout out to them to not, but they do anyway. And then you see a mom lift her daughter's legs over and dump her while she clings to the rail for her life and she doesn't listen to your pleading either. And then. . .
Thursday you dream that you are in a nice hotel with your family and all of a sudden a gaggle of police descend to make a drug bust and your family is in the middle of it and hears the shooting and sees the blood and the bodies/people lined up by the policemen to be taken in.
But the real nightmare is that you went for an appointment and the midwife said that your baby is so advanced that she has flipped around and instead of living upside down for the next month she is trying her hand at tap dancing on your bladder instead and you realize that you are going to have to lay upside down with all the blood rushing to your head and your back hurting, and your stomach cramping many times a day just to try and get the little rascal upside down again. Sighhhh.
She's breach.
Tuesday night you dream about your daughter leaning too far over a railing on a many decker boat and she falls down and bounces on the wood floor below as you watch screaming, and try to run down the stairs to her as fast as you can. And then. . .
Wednesday you dream about looking out a window up high and seeing people jumping to their doom over a large bridge and you shout out to them to not, but they do anyway. And then you see a mom lift her daughter's legs over and dump her while she clings to the rail for her life and she doesn't listen to your pleading either. And then. . .
Thursday you dream that you are in a nice hotel with your family and all of a sudden a gaggle of police descend to make a drug bust and your family is in the middle of it and hears the shooting and sees the blood and the bodies/people lined up by the policemen to be taken in.
But the real nightmare is that you went for an appointment and the midwife said that your baby is so advanced that she has flipped around and instead of living upside down for the next month she is trying her hand at tap dancing on your bladder instead and you realize that you are going to have to lay upside down with all the blood rushing to your head and your back hurting, and your stomach cramping many times a day just to try and get the little rascal upside down again. Sighhhh.
She's breach.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Choosing a name
Still no name. Still avoiding the issue. Read a rousing rehearsal of the whole ordeal here.
5 weeks and counting
Here's how it feels to be me:
I am dead tired by 8 P.M., ready to sleep all night.
I am still tired at 7 A.M., but my body doesn't want to be in bed anymore, it's sore.
My hips are all loose and my back is all tight.
I can't eat much, my stomach resides somewhere between my spleen and my trachea.
To kneel and pray, my legs have to be spread out to make room for my tummy.
Sitting down and bending over to put on kids' shoes, just not happening.
I really want to eat pumpkin bread, I really don't want to eat dinner.
At 4 P.M. I often need a time out for crankiness and a nap.
My stomach is practicing with little hick-up contractions.
I cry over ruined dinner and spend the night hiding in my room.
I can't wait to have this little girl come meet us, but I'm worried that I'm not ready yet either.
I am dead tired by 8 P.M., ready to sleep all night.
I am still tired at 7 A.M., but my body doesn't want to be in bed anymore, it's sore.
My hips are all loose and my back is all tight.
I can't eat much, my stomach resides somewhere between my spleen and my trachea.
To kneel and pray, my legs have to be spread out to make room for my tummy.
Sitting down and bending over to put on kids' shoes, just not happening.
I really want to eat pumpkin bread, I really don't want to eat dinner.
At 4 P.M. I often need a time out for crankiness and a nap.
My stomach is practicing with little hick-up contractions.
I cry over ruined dinner and spend the night hiding in my room.
I can't wait to have this little girl come meet us, but I'm worried that I'm not ready yet either.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Losing my mind
Today I went to see my midwives. I ended my Primary meeting early, dropped Scott off at preschool, bundled Andrew up and was off. I got there, signed in and gave them my little sample. I sat down and was soon called over to the front desk.
"Brooke, I don't have you down for an appointment until the 19th."
"Ooooh."
"We're really busy and I don't think I can squeeze you in today. I'm sorry."
"That's okay. I really don't need one (or want one)."
"Let me write you out an appointment card."
"Thanks, I apparently need one."
We get back in the car and head home. Duh.
Pregnancy will do that to you. Never mind that I checked the calendar about 5 times. Never mind that I was there just LAST WEEK!
Oh well, at least I didn't have to wait long today.
"Brooke, I don't have you down for an appointment until the 19th."
"Ooooh."
"We're really busy and I don't think I can squeeze you in today. I'm sorry."
"That's okay. I really don't need one (or want one)."
"Let me write you out an appointment card."
"Thanks, I apparently need one."
We get back in the car and head home. Duh.
Pregnancy will do that to you. Never mind that I checked the calendar about 5 times. Never mind that I was there just LAST WEEK!
Oh well, at least I didn't have to wait long today.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Maternity fashion
Well, I didn't really think I would, but I made it through December in my normal clothes. I couldn't have done it without my trusty tummy sleeve (cheap cousin to the Bella band). However, over Christmas I really seemed to pop out. I am wondering what to do. Despite this being my 5th pregnancy, I have only 3 pairs of maternity pants, and two I am giving to charity, no questions asked. I haven't been pregnant in the winter since my first, so I have a plethora of capris, but no pants.
I have looked around a little, and haven't found much. I am still resisting and using my tummy sleeve. Will I go clear to the end without comfy and cute maternity pants? Where did you find some? I need help.
I have looked around a little, and haven't found much. I am still resisting and using my tummy sleeve. Will I go clear to the end without comfy and cute maternity pants? Where did you find some? I need help.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
The Holidays
The start of heart burn, really popping out, gaining a little baby weight a little too fast, the holidays were good to me.
On a related note, I made it through December without wearing maternity clothes! I couldn't have done it without my tummy sleeve (cheap cousin to the Bella band). I tried on all my maternity clothes from the previous four pregnancies and was flabbergasted. They were largely awful. Not to mention I only own 4 pairs of maternity pants, a million capris, only four awful pants. I haven't been pregnant in the winter since my first. I guess a little shopping is in order.
On a related note, I made it through December without wearing maternity clothes! I couldn't have done it without my tummy sleeve (cheap cousin to the Bella band). I tried on all my maternity clothes from the previous four pregnancies and was flabbergasted. They were largely awful. Not to mention I only own 4 pairs of maternity pants, a million capris, only four awful pants. I haven't been pregnant in the winter since my first. I guess a little shopping is in order.
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