Yay, welcome to your lodge!!
Welcome to your lodge!!
Welcome to your lodge! I can't believe it's your time already!!! It seems like just last week you came on her and introduced yourself and were newly pregnant! I'm excited to fallow the rest of your journey and to learn more about you!
OMG!!! Is it really that time?!?!
Welcome to your lodge! I can't wait to follow you in even more detail than I get on the BB.
Woo Hoo, it really is getting that close now!!!!!
Woo Hooo! I was thinking today was the day! Welcome to your lodge! Now its even more hitting me that the end is really near.
Yay! A lodge for me! Thanks ladies!
I'll get this started properly when I get home later this evening. I have my 36 week appointment in about an hour. It's birth plan discussion day paired with my GBS test! This morning, I asked the bacterial community to be nice to me today ;).
Welcome to your lodge!
OK, so I wrote up my intro over the weekend, which illustrates my propensity for impatience rather well. Pregnancy has really forced me to work on that particular character flaw! It's rather lengthy because I wrote it with the thought that someday my kids might want to read it. I'll piece it out into three sections so if you're interested in reading the whole thing you'll at least have a place to rest your weary eyes!
welcome to your lodge...can't wait to read your intro(s)
I’m Erin. I’m 28 and married to Israel (I call him Izzy) who’s 31. Six years ago, almost to the day, I journeyed from my hometown in New Jersey to Albuquerque, New Mexico. After high school, I had struggled to assemble some sort of life for myself. College wasn’t working for me, I had issues with depression, Jersey boys were worthless …. I needed a change! So, I packed everything I could into my Mitsubishi and headed west. My father had just moved to NM so I decided it was as good a place as any to make a fresh start. Almost immediately, I felt like a new person. I attribute the change in my attitude to the increase in solar exposure.
I soon found a job waiting tables and moved into an apartment with a coworker. To celebrate my moving in, my roommate invited a few friends over. One of them happened to be Izzy. When I opened the door to let him in, my heart skipped a beat (he’s a total hottie ☺). We chatted for much of the evening. Soon, we discovered we had a rather peculiar thing in common. We had both lived in a very small, rather obscure, town in central NM in the early 90s. He had spent much of his childhood there and my family had lived there for a very brief period of time during my father’s mid-life crisis. He claims we even met at some point (I don’t really remember it but I was pretty young at the time)! I was truly convinced that our meeting that night was kismet.
For about the next three months, we spent every moment we could together. I quickly came to the conclusion that he was my one and only. Izzy, on the other hand, was timid (to say the least). He wasn’t looking for anything serious and he wouldn’t refer to me as his girlfriend. I had a really hard time handling the emotions I felt for him knowing that he didn’t feel the same way for me (I’m tearing up just thinking about it). He was never cruel about it but his honesty became too much to handle so we parted ways.
Two months later, I’m watching The Notebook and I simply started bawling. I broke down and sent Izzy an innocent “How’s life?” text. He responded as innocently and a few days later (on St. Patrick’s Day) we met up. We spent a few months easing back into a relationship while I actively tried to work on my patience. Things were going really well! He still wouldn’t call me his “girlfriend” but I learned to live with it.
After a year in NM without much to show for it I decided to make some serious life changes. I woke up one day, determined to quit smoking, start exercising, become a vegetarian, and start school. Izzy slapped the first nicotine patch on my shoulder (how he put up with my smoking I’ll never know!), I made my first vegetarian meal, went jogging and enrolled in classes at the local community college. Seriously, I did all this in one day! I haven’t looked back!
I dove back into school with a renewed sense of vigor. Izzy also started taking courses towards his Master’s degree that semester. The next semester, I transferred to the University of New Mexico and moved to a new place with new roommates. Izzy spent so much time at my place that I eventually told him to just bring his computer over. This is nerd talk for “will you move in with me?” Soon after his computer was in place on my desk he FINALLY uttered the word girlfriend in reference to me! That only took 1.5 years!!
Our relationship chugged along pleasantly. I’d occasionally get upset by his commitment-phobic comments but because I knew I was the only girl in his life I dealt with it. I eventually learned to just be happy and see where things would take us. Ironically (or perhaps subsequently), when I accepted that he wasn’t going to propose any time soon he started to see our relationship in a new light. He started using words like “us” and “future.” Sometimes in the same sentence! The day he told me he loved me for the first time (after, oh, 2 years of dating) was one of the most memorable days of my life.
Two more years went by, quite blissfully I must say. We acquired two dogs and settled into a cozy little casita of our own.The mutts: Cauchy and Aldo (the little funny looking one)
Izzy herniated a disc in his lower back in April of 2008, which completely immobilized him for three months. Seeing him in so much pain was the hardest thing I’ve ever gone through. The day he was finally able to walk to the mailbox and back was a day to celebrate! That summer we started talking about getting married. I think we started talking about having a baby right around that time as well. We both wanted to pursue PhDs (and we weren’t getting any younger) so planning when to have a baby seemed logical. I started to plan the wedding (elements of my impatience will never cease) while he finished his Masters and I finished my B.S.
On July 6th, 2008 he surprised me by proposing! That morning, in true Izzy style, he abruptly blurted out that he had to go buy oil for the car. He left in a bit of a hurry. I was a tad confused as to why he needed to buy oil at 8am on a Saturday. When he came back he called to me from the doorway. I met him in the kitchen, he handed my flowers and proceeded to back me up against the wall (like he was pinning me in the event I might want to run away). He whipped out this gorgeous ring and asked me to marry him. I thought about it for a few milliseconds and replied, “of course!” He took me out for crepes, then for a couple’s massage, and finally out to dinner at one of our favorite restaurants. It was the perfect day! I still have no idea why he was so nervous seeing as I’d already been in contact with wedding planners!Sobbing after my perfect proposal
On September 18th, 2008 we decided it was a good day to get married. This time it wasn’t just my impatience talking! We were planning a wedding but thought it would be a good idea to get the paperwork out of the way so we could get a bigger chunk of change on our taxes the following year to use to pay for our wedding. How very logical of us. I called my parents to tell them I’d be getting married but asked that they not make a big deal about it. After all, I still wanted our wedding to be super special. We went down to the courthouse and got a marriage license. That afternoon, while sitting in my Immunology class, I handed my laptop over to my very best friend, Brooke. I told her to enter her info so that she could be ordained as a minister in the Church of Spiritual Humanism. She of course asked why. I told her that if she wanted to marry Izzy and me later that night, she’d have to get ordained. She was a little stunned. I giggled. That night, we met up at our favorite pub with another friend of ours. Brooke said a little something and at 9:18 pm on 9/18, we filled out the paperwork. Our other friend and the waitress served as witnesses. Everyone in the pub cheered. Funny note, we filled out the paperwork incorrectly and accidentally married our friend to the waitress. As gay marriage is not legal in NM, the clerk at the courthouse disregarded our error and gave us a marriage certificate anyway. Every so often, I ask my friend how her wifey is.
That December, I graduated with my B.S. in Conservation Biology and Izzy finished his Master’s degree in Mathematics. We started talking about where we’d want to go for our PhDs and seriously discussed procreating. After drawing up a list of pros and cons to having kids before grad school we decided it would be best to have kids right away even if it meant being pregnant for our wedding. We started TTC about a week before Christmas 2008. I hadn’t gotten a BFP by March so we put off TTC until after the wedding.
June 26th, 2009, we got married again. This time, we were joined by our close friends and family on a beautiful beach in Cozumel, Mexico. Another very good friend performed the ceremony. It was everything I had ever dreamed it would be. The setting was perfect, the company was perfect, and I was beginning my married life with the man I knew was perfect for me since the day I first laid eyes on him upon opening my apartment door.We do!Our families didn't mind the Mexican vacationOne of my fave wedding pics
Ultimately, we were both very glad our first attempt at TTC didn’t work. I don’t think we would have enjoyed our Mexican vacation and wedding had I been in the throws of morning sickness. We also would have had to forego scuba diving and my dress would not have fit so marvelously.
A few months before our wedding, we had decided that Izzy would start his PhD in Optics at the University of Arizona in the Fall of 09. The program was recruiting him pretty intensely (he’s my hunky genius) and it was an opportunity we couldn’t pass up. I scoped out the university before we committed to the idea and serendipitously found a lab that I thought would be absolutely perfect for my PhD. Izzy accepted his program’s offer and I started looking for employment. We decided that I’d postpone applying to grad school for one year in the hopes that I’d get pregnant and have the baby in time to start the following fall.
We started TTC again on our wedding night. I’d been charting for about six months prior and had figured out that my cycle is pretty freakishly textbook regular. I’m even one of those women that can feel myself ovulating. We figured, piece of cake, I’ll be pregnant in no time! In the meantime, we took a month long road trip honeymoon. We traveled from NM out to California, up the coast to Portland, over to Yellowstone and back to NM. It was amazing! I’d already traveled much of the country with my family but this was Izzy’s first trip to most of the spots we went to. I was really hoping to conceive somewhere along the trip but alas it was not meant to be. It would have been really cool to tell our first born he/she was conceived somewhere between routes 66 and 80.Stopping for smooches somewhere along Route 1
A week after our honeymoon, we headed to Tucson. We had purchased a little townhouse on the outskirts of town. We arrive on our closing date with U-Haul, puppies, kitties, and a plethora of houseplants in tow. Low and behold there was a tenant in our home. So began a very stressful 4 months. We somehow managed to get the guy out of the house just in time to rescue our plants and animals from the searing 110-degree heat. Who moves to Tucson in August? Idiots, that’s who. I started my job as a research technician three days later. Our house was in shambles but Izzy and I managed to make it livable before he started school.
Then, for some strange reason, we decided to renovate the house. We tore out the nasty carpet and linoleum and found big cracks spewing mold in the foundation. Oh joy. It took us until Christmas to put in new hardwood floors (gorgeous sustainably harvested floors), tile the kitchen and repaint the whole interior and our house is only 800 sq ft! We did all the work ourselves in between my full time job and Izzy’s extremely intense grad program. There were many nights spent grouting tile/painting into the wee hours while listening to jazz on NPR. Coming home to a house full of dust every night wore on both of us. Needless to say, all this was not conducive to baby making.Our kitchen-midconstruction (see sanity beverage within arms reach)
When we finished the house (OK, it’s still not finished but it’s much nicer and totally baby ready), we were finally able to relax.The nursery is complete!
We visited my family in NJ and NYC for Christmas and spent some time simply enjoying our little twosome. When we arrived back at home, Izzy suggested that we put of TTC for several months so that baby wouldn’t come at a time when he would be studying for his oral exams. I was not pleased by this idea. I had already put off grad school for a year and I was eager to get started. He agreed to try for one more month. I sent in my application. A week later, we conceived.
In our year of on again off again TTC, I’d only ever test once. One BFN was enough for me. I promised myself I’d wait until I was at least 5 days late to test. Remember, I’m freakishly regular so 5 days late is a big deal! On January 30th, Izzy and I went out to dinner. He ordered a beer and questioned why I didn’t. I told him we couldn’t talk about it yet. He just sort of stared at me with a goofy smile on his face. I was only three days late but my impatience won and I tested later that night. When a VERY intense second line appeared, I casually walked over to Izzy, handed him the test and told him we could now talk about it. Big silly grins ensued, smoochie smoochie, and then we realized we were pregnant. Holy moly!
Morning sickness hit hardcore in week 7. I’d made lasagna the night before and just the sight of the leftovers the next day sent me reeling. I had to tell my boss sooner than I was planning to because I had to miss a few days of work due to overwhelming nausea. It was pretty rough but I was sooooo happy to be pregnant. I went for my grad school recruitment at 10 weeks pregnant and miraculously managed to not puke on anyone. I received my acceptance letter two weeks later and decided to spill the beans. Our families were overjoyed. This will be the first grandchild for both our families. My coworkers (all younger and in a very different place in their lives) were a little shocked but happy nonetheless. It’s cute how clueless they were to my running out and puking every day. My boss (single 40-something nerd) has been great. My graduate program has been more than accommodating. Timing isn’t the greatest since I’ll have to put off starting until next spring but it ultimately won’t affect my studies all too much. I start my PhD in Genetics in January.
This pregnancy has been pretty uneventful. After the morning sickness subsided around week 18, I was feeling pretty awesome. I was planning to continue my 100 mile per week cycling commute until I got too big but nausea and fatigue quickly put an end to that. I can’t wait to get back on my bike! She misses me. We found out we’re having a little girl! We’re both terribly excited to have a girl but we would have been just as excited for a boy. We’re throwing around names but I’d like to meet her first before we make anything official.
The only bump in the road was around 22 weeks. It was over 100 degrees outside. I’d been running errands all day. I cleaned my house like a mad woman in preparation for my Dad’s Memorial Day visit. When I got back from the grocery store, I plopped on the couch to rest my feet for a minute. I started feeling really tired so I got up to move to the bedroom for a nap. On my way I stopped off at the bathroom for a quick pee. The next thing I knew I was wondering why I’d taken a nap on the bathroom floor. It took me a minute to realize that I’d fainted. Fueled with panic, I jumped up. My face felt a little funny so I looked in the mirror. To my horror I saw that my lip was covered in blood and my left front tooth was mostly gone! I ran to the back door and yelled for Izzy who was out pulling weeds. He came running and the terrified look on his face did nothing to soothe my nerves. Of course that’s when my Dad and his GF pull up. Izzy sprang into action and grabbed me a cold compress. I sat on the couch and called my MW. She calmed my nerves and explained that I probably fainted because I was dehydrated and I had gotten up too quickly after lying on my back for a period of time. I felt much better after talking to her and although I had to walk around looking like a redneck for a few days before I could get my tooth fixed (long weekend and all) I was none the worse for wear. My tooth is totally going in my little lady’s baby book! I’ve since been MUCH more careful about hydrating myself and taking the hint to slow down when I get even the slightest bit dizzy. Izzy also won’t let me mop anymore
We’re pretty much all set for baby’s arrival. Our friends and family really came through in helping us acquire the essentials. Now it’s just a matter of waiting for little lady to choose her birthday! I’m going to continue to work up until my due date. I figure it’ll help me keep my mind off baby business (as I sit here at work writing this). It gets harder and harder every day to get anything done and I’m exhausted and achy when I get home. If she decides to come late I’ll just enjoy some time to myself at home. I have to come back to work part-time in late December in order to keep my health insurance and then I start school in mid-January. Izzy and I are going to really try and limit how much time she spends in daycare. His line of work allows him to work from home whereas mine requires that I go in to my lab but our schedules are really pretty flexible. I’m confident we’ll work something out that will afford us plenty of time with baby and allow me to continue BFing for as long as little lady desires. I’m sooo looking forward to BFing!Belly progression (more recent ones are still on my camera .... I've been lazy)Me and mumsies after my shower ~32 weeks
There’s no one thing that brought me to wanting a natural childbirth. Here’s a few of the contributing factors:
I adore my mom (and my dad too but he had less to do with my birth). She was young and naive when she had me. Despite her naiveté, she knew deep in her heart that she wanted a natural childbirth. My parents had little money and she received minimal prenatal care from a clinic. At 45 weeks (yes, 45!) her water broke. At the hospital, she refused pain meds and delivered au naturale just two hours later. There was meconium in the amniotic fluid and the doctors wanted to keep me for observation. They told my parents I was desperately ill. However, when they found out my parents didn’t have insurance I was magically cured and sent home just a few hours later. For my brother and sister’s births, my mom went late again. Each time, she had insurance and better care and because she was seeing doctors regularly she was coerced into inducing at 43 weeks. She endured lengthy pitocin inductions with both of them but still refused pain meds. She also made sure they didn’t give her the surprise episiotomy she got during my birth. If my teensy tiny little wallflower mom can handle all that, I most certainly can!
I won’t get into the complicated mess that was my MIL. She was an extremely difficult (those of you who followed my sob story on the October forum know) and yet inspirational woman. She died this past May following a long period of drug abuse. When I first met her, she was one of the strongest women I’d ever met. She raised five utterly sensational kids on barely more than scraps. She gave birth to Izzy under a tree near Lake Tahoe with only his father in attendance (by choice).Visiting Izzy's birth tree during our Honeymoon
She gave birth to his four siblings at home with MWs. She became a lay MW later in life and spent a great deal of energy spreading the word that women are powerful and capable. On occasion, she would tell me phenomenally beautiful stories about the births she had attended. While my own mother had instilled in me the confidence that my body could birth a child without intervention, she instilled in me the skepticism for the ways most doctors approach childbirth. Also, because Izzy has always been around natural birth, he has been my strongest supporter.
As a biologist, I have studied the form and function of the human body. I have also studied the processes by which nature has assured that each species has the means to reproduce. The c-section and induction statistics coming out of hospitals in this country solidly contradict my understanding that women are built to birth their babies unassisted at a rate that allows for perpetuation of our species. If 80% of women really needed inductions to safely birth their babies our species would have died out a long time ago. I also happened to go to school with an awful lot of pre-meds and I know for a fact that they are not gods. My obsession with research compelled me to begin collecting knowledge about childbirth the day Izzy and I decided to have a baby. The more I read the more convinced I became that we would both need to be active participants in our birth if we were to have any chance at achieving a natural child birth in this invention-crazed society we live in today.
When I reached the age at which I started to think about one day having my own children, I assumed I would do it much the same way my mother did. I knew nothing of MWs and homebirth wasn’t even on my radar. I figured I’d have my babies in a hospital without pain meds. Years later, when Izzy and I started talking seriously about having kids I was adamant about staying as far away from a hospital as possible. I started looking into alternatives and found that Albuquerque has a wonderful network of MWs and several birth centers. Little did I know, Albuquerque is a gem in a sea of seething natural-birth hatred. I looked into options in Tucson before moving here and found the one birth center in town. Upon getting our BFP, I contacted the birth center and went to an information-gathering class. We decided a birth center birth would be the best choice for us. I am a little uneasy about a homebirth because this is my first, my house is tiny, and I do not have a bathtub (I’m really attracted to the idea of a water birth). We thought about renting a tub but honestly, there’s nowhere to put it. Besides, our insurance won’t pay for a homebirth. Maybe baby number two will be a homebirth but for now it’s the birth center.
I love love love my MWs. There are six of them and I think I’ve met them all. They have never once made me feel stupid for asking questions. They are 100% behind every decision I’ve made. The birth center itself is lovely. It’s the same one Leigh (cactuswren) gave birth at back in July. My only qualm is their 41 week risk out policy. They are overseen by a high-risk obstetrics group and there is pretty much no way of getting around a hospital transfer if I go beyond 41 weeks. Knowing this and knowing my mother’s history of going well beyond 41 weeks, I fudged my LMP date a tad. Little lady has until 41 weeks and 5 days to be born at the birth center. I spent a LOT of time fretting about risking out earlier in this pregnancy. After a lot of soul-searching (and support from Leigh), I am now at peace with the possibility of a transfer. Izzy’s been a harder sell but I’ve now gotten him to a place where he understands that remaining calm about it will assist us in having the birth experience we desire. By sending myself into hardcore relaxation mode, I’m hoping she’ll decide to make her appearance no later than October 17th. If she doesn’t, I’ll have a joyous natural hospital birth. Fortunately, the hospital I’d be transferring to isn’t all that bad. Ironically, I’ve been having so many BH contractions it’s got me a little worried she’s inherited her momma’s impatience and is going to show up early! I hope fudging my LMP doesn’t come around to bite me and force me to transfer because they think I’m early!
I loved reading and learning more about you Erin! You have some beautiful Mexico wedding pics! Also what a neat pic under your DH's birth tree. What a story that is to tell about being born under a tree, very cool! Sounds like you are both very on the same page in regards with what you want during this birth.
Erin, that was so much fun to read! Who could take a break?! You are a really compelling writer. I'm so glad you have a lodge now so I can properly stalk you!!!!
I really enjoyed your intro!
Welcome to your lodge and thank you for sharing your story. I love your wedding pictures. Amazing!
Thanks ladies! I'm excited to stalk my fellow October mammas on here as well!
My 36 week appointment yesterday went well. I met with one of the MWs I hadn't met, Cece. I really hope I've met them all by now! We liked her a lot. We talked at great length about what would cause us to transfer and what a hospital delivery would be like. Izzy was rather impressed with how she answered all our questions with both scientific evidence and personal experience. He's hoping she's on call when I go into labor.
Baby is looking good. She's lying somewhere around LOA as she has been for the past few weeks. I'm measuring a week ahead (according to my real LMP) as I have been all along. HB sounds good. My BP is great. I gained 4 lbs in 2 weeks according to their scale but this was my first afternoon appt and my weight fluctuates quite a bit during the day. I weighed myself this morning and my scale registered about 1.5-2 lb gain.
On our way home, Izzy nearly crashed the car making a quick turn into a See's Candy shop. He's a bit of a chocoholic! We then headed to the pet food store and stocked up on enough cat food to last until November. I desperately needed more maternity clothes (all my shirts are too short!) so we stopped by a second hand store and I got a few things. I really hope that's the last of the maternity clothes I need to buy!!!
welcome to your lodge, Erin, and thanks for sharing your stories and your pictures!
My belly's poking out at the bottom of my maternity shirts too. Boo! I don't want to buy anything else. It must be because I'm carrying her so low though cause these are the same clothes I had with DS and I don't remember this problem.
Glad to hear you had a good appointment. My weight fluctuates so much from morning to afternoon. If it's after lunch, you can almost guarantee a weight gain that looks a little exaggerated.
That's so funny, I just got back from an appointment with Cece too (got an IUD)...she is super nice and really helpful--a great mw to do your birth plan appointment I would think! Glad you were both happy with how that went.
AWESOME to read your story and learn more about you after all this BC-specific chatting. Once your little girl arrives (yay!), you should definitely try to come to the Mom & Baby group at the birth center; it would be great to meet you IRL :). I am loving it, and it's so nice to have a reason to keep hanging around over there...I started at two weeks postpartum. The thought of having no reason to be there regularly anymore was just too sad!
45 weeks, wow! With all of your and Izzy's knowledge and experience with NCB, though, I feel 100% sure that barring some unforseen medical reason, you are going to have a beautiful natural birth experience no matter where you end up having her. I have mentioned it before, but the #1 most helpful thing to me in sticking with my drug-free, medical-intervention-free birth was EDUCATION, and the conviction that came from it. You have that in spades; you have nothing to fear! It'll be intense, but it will be the most rewarding thing ever. And it sounds like your DH will be an amazing advocate, too.
Can't wait to follow the rest of your journey! And let me know if you are in serious need of maternity clothes...I just brought a few shirts and put them in the red giveaway box at the BC, and there's plenty more where that came from! I lived in dresses my last month because of the short-shirt issue, and pants getting so uncomfortable. Not sorry to be done with that part...although it's shocking how obnoxious dressing for NURSING can be...
love the intros...what a cool wedding story. I especially like how the witnesses were on the form as being wives (or however you wanna phrase that haha)
Leigh- have you had an IUD before? I'm going with the copper IUD after this LO and I've never had one before. I CANNOT do hormonal birth control. Thanks for the clothing offer. If I get desperate I'll hit you up. And I will definitely come to the Mom & Baby group!
Speaking of maternity clothes. I totally got bleach spots on one of the shirts I bought yesterday! I was hurriedly bleaching culture flasks while chatting with a labmate and splashed dilute bleach all over my shirt :mad:. I was so angry I could have cried! The shirt fit my belly so well :confused:. I'm going to try and salvage it by dunking the whole thing in bleach. It'll either wreck it more or I'll have a pink shirt instead of a purple one. Why wasn't I wearing a lab coat? Oh yeah, they don't fit! Waaaarrrgh!
I am glad that you had a great appt! That is really too bad about your shirt, I really hope that bleaching the whole thing works.
Oh no, bleach on a precious maternity shirt, bummer!! Hope the bleaching works...
I have never had an IUD before (they're really best after you've had a baby and things are a little more stretched out in there, I gather) but so far so good. I really struggled with the choice but finally got the Mirena...I took progesterone to get my pregnancy to stick and had no ill effects so I figured it would probably work ok for me. We'll see! The copper IUD would definitely be my next choice if this one has any long term ill effects. So far I have had a little spotting but not much--it's only been 24 hours and I already seem to be pretty much over that. The insertion was kinda painful but not all that big a deal (not after having a baby! I used my relaxation techniques and it was really just a little uncomfortable more than anything). I do get migraines with my period, though, and something about the insertion process and/or new hormones set one off, argh Got rid of it by this morning, though, so hopefully that was that. I love not having to worry about this again for another five years!!
Izzy didn't get home from his lab until 2am last night! He's been working on a huge grant proposal and a large portion of it was due today. He rode his bike home and I was quite worried about him. Poor thing was a zombie this morning but he's been in a really good mood since he's getting to do what he loves. He's even doing the dishes right now without the tiniest bit of grumbling!
I had to park really far from my building today (literally about a mile). Stupid undergrads taking up all the good parking spots. Ah well, the walk was nice this morning. I was on my feet for most of the day and my dogs were barking come quitting time. I felt zero guilt asking Izzy to pull the car around and pick me up!
Loads of BH today. Baby's squirming up a storm. We love watching her craziness!!
Bummer about the shirt. Hope bleaching it all can save it just in a new color. Your poor DH working so late. Get off your feet tonight after being up and around so much today!
Super bummer about the bleach spots (and parking spot hogs). Have fun during these last few weeks with the baby movements, though. There's just nothing quite like it
I really think pregnant women should get to park in handicap spots. At least for the 36+ portion. There was a while there before I started going to a chiro that I literally could barely walk! Glad at least you don't seem to be any worse the wear for the hike...although if you're having tons of BH, an evening with your feet up would definitely not be amiss
Aw, you're making me miss crazy belly antics. The coolest part is, once she's here, you'll feel the shape of a little foot or elbow or whatever and recognize it! I definitely knew these pointy little heels...
Glad your DH is happy and loving what he does in spite of the insane hours. That's a gift!
Where I was going to college it seemed like the grad students had all the great parking. The teachers got prime lots, then the grad students, then us poor undergrads got whatever was left I remember hiking quite some distance in the snow. I started getting really early classes cause most of the undergrads weren't there that early and I could get the best undergrad parking.
Hope you get to take it easy tonight. I've had a bunch of BH's today but I know I was on my feet a lot. Housework is evil! DH is gonna have to take over a lot of it again.
I would've been soooo worried about DH out on a bike at that hour. Glad he made it home okay. He sounds so wonderful!!
I've put some thought into how I might go about getting a handicap placard!
If I paid for parking I'd have more to complain about. I think grad students and staff have priority over undergrads when it comes to paid parking. I usually ride my bike to campus and have never needed a parking pass. Since parking is only bad during the semester and I'll only be driving in for another three weeks there's no point in paying the ridiculous rate for the full semester.
I had a bunch of BH last night while we were watching a movie (Shutter Island- it was pretty good!). I timed them for about an hour and a half. They were 5-10 minutes apart and were lasting about a minute a piece. They petered out around the time I went to sleep. This has more or less been the pattern for the past week.
At around 4:30 today, I was at work and I suddenly got pretty nauseous. Curled up in the passenger seat on the ride home, I had a few pretty crampy contrax. I took the opportunity to practice my Hypnobirthing breathing and tried a quick relaxation technique (the compartmentalized relaxation of the body while counting down 5-4-3-2-1). Before I knew it we were home and Izzy thought I'd been sleeping.
I set up my diaper service today! I get my first delivery of prefolds on the 27th and pick ups start after baby comes. We're going to use the service for the first month or so and then invest in our own stash. I still need to buy a few more covers. I want to try out a few different brands and see what works. I have one Thirsties X-small so far. A bunch of you ladies CD, what brands do you like?
For my 2 year old DS I love the Thirsties Duo Wrap with the insert. For the new LO I'm going to try the one size Fuzzi Bunz. I didn't CD DS when he was really little so I have no input on that. I'll be curious as to what others tell you. I really love CDing so far though and I'm the last person anyone would've thought would actually CD. I despise laundry, but I sure do like money
Oooooo, diapers!!! I love a fluffy newborn bum!
My preference for newborns is prefolds...I just love them! They are accomodating to all shapes of newborns, and accomodate the cord stump gently too. I have a number of small fuzzibunz that are OK. My preference is fitted diapers with covers or prefolds with covers. I can't say enough how much I love prefolds. Absorbant, easy to put on, easy to wash and quick to dry.
Have fun building your stash! Where are you shopping?
I love cloth and a diaper service makes it very easy!
There is a local woman who has an on-line store here. She sent me a big box of diapers to play with. I'd buy a few things from her but she only takes paypal and DH has issues with paypal. I occasionally see lots of used CDs for sale on Craigslist but they usually won't piece them out. I bought a few diaper related things (snappis, cloth wipes, and some wet bags) on DiaperJunction.com. Last night I went on Amazon and bought 2 NB Prorap covers, 1 Small Bummis Whisper wrap, and 1 NB Imse Vimse cover. That'll bring me to 5 covers.
Since this is baby numero uno, we've decided to go the sized route instead of one-sized in the hopes they'll hold up better for baby numero dos. Given my family's history of big babies (we've had a few 11+ lbers) I don't want to buy a bunch of teensy covers and have them not fit. We're going to try these, see what fits and go from there.
In a month or so we'll buy the actual diapers and discontinue the diaper service. DH really likes the fitted diapers. Folding seems to scare him ;). We'd like to eventually get enough AIOs to send with her to daycare. A few daycares have been open to the idea of CDs and we want to make it as easy as possible for them.
My to do list this weekend (I love making lists:p):
The usual cleaning and grocery shopping- CHECK!
Clean out the car and install the car seat - CHECK!
Start my birth center bag (list is already made, just need to physically put stuff in a bag) - CHECK!
Make some more freezer meals (I'm thinking pot o' beans and lasagna) - bought the ingredients, so half-CHECK!
sounds like you're on your way to a great diaper stash!!!
We have a ton of cloth over here. I have some fitted, some AIO, some one size and covers about 2 dozen prefolds.
I'm with you on the big babies! My younger brother was born 12 lbs 3 oz!! I don't blame you for wanting more bigger sizes around than the newborn stuff.
You lists look great! Looks like everything is coming along nicely
Yay to setting up the diaper service! When DS was a NB we mostly used fuzzi bunz pockets in small (I had one xs one that never fit lol) and prefolds. The covers I pulled out in small seem to be moslty Bummies with a few pro wraps and 1 wool. I'm not really sure that I liked one over the other more.
I'm glad that the relaxation/hypnosis helped yesterday during the drive home. I've been trying out the 'peace' stuff when I need to breath through some moments. Its cool to actually use it and feel that it helps.
I've been wanting to see that movie really bad! Your the 1st person I've heard that has watched it so I'm glad it was pretty good.
We invested in a sprayer for the CD's and it is something I don't think I could live without. It hooks onto the incoming toilet water line and is amazing for helping get out the poo into the toilet. DS is 2 and doesn't have solid poos, never has had, so it comes in really handy. I have a trash can with a washable plastic liner in it right next to the toilet. So, I spray the diaper or insert out in the toilet and throw it straight into the can. Then, when it's time to wash, I take the plastic liner and shove the diapers into the washer from the outside and in the process turn the liner inside out and just throw it in the wash with the diapers. I love it!!
I really wanted to get some Fuzi Bunz fitted's with covers for our new LO, but it's just too expensive at our little shop here in town. For babies and without having ever actually used em I would say those are my favorites. They're so flippin cute.
Don't forget too that even though you are expecting a big baby, they will still have little ol chicken legs when they are born. My kids have both been fairly big, but still have little legs. So, make sure you have some covers or diapers that have small enough leg holes that poo won't seep out.
I don't know about how babies grow after they're born in your family, but my DS is about 35lbs and 37 inches, so he's a big boy (tall). The only covers that fit him are the Thristies duo wraps and the Flips still fit but won't for much longer. But, you have a ways to worry about that
p.s. you should see my fridge right now. I LOVE making lists and my fridge is covered in them at the time. I have a list for everyone in the house of things they need to get done. They hate it I make lists for everything, it's kind of an obsession.
We put a diaper sprayer on our registry but didn't get it. In fact, no one bought us anything having to do with diapers! So bizarre. Perhaps it's the whole poop association? We'll get one eventually.
I got so much done this weekend! It took us forever to get the car seat installed. Izzy lost the manual (he claims it didn't come with one :rolleyes:) and wouldn't accept my insistence that all car seats come with manuals. He struggled with the thing for like an hour before I went and downloaded the manual. We had it in like 5 minutes later. Men are so silly.
I cleaned the house this morning, packed something resembling a birth center bag, and then listened to some Hypnobabies tracks. I just finished a massive grocery trip and now we're taking the mutts for a walk. I feel surprisingly good considering all the running around I've done today!
Yay for getting some much done! Check under the car seat cover for the manual JIC. I found one of ours there once upon a time and couldn't figure out why they put it there. Happy Monday to you!
Yay for trying out a variety of CD without commitment--that's a great idea. I have four Flip covers (one size) and one hand-me-down Bummis small cover that she's already almost outgrown, with two dozen organic prefolds from Green Mountain Diapers (best and cheapest source for PFs, hands down, IMO). And 40 cloth wipes I made out of an old flannel sheet. With this stash, I wash every three days. I definitely prefer prefolds to pockets or AIOs--haven't tried fitteds, yet, but have a huge hand me down stash when she gets to "medium". PFs are just the most reliable, though--we've had all kinds of leaking problems with pockets and AIOs (I watch my email bargains for sales and picked up a few different kinds to try/for babysitters) but I think we've had ONE poop leak with PFs in two months.
My DH felt a little awkward with diaper folding for about two days, and now he is super proud of his poop-catching origami prowess It's really REALLY easy...sounds a lot more intimidating than it is in practice. I didn't even have to get him on board--he was so outraged at the suggestion that men are afraid of "real" cloth diapering and you had to buy a "DH-safe" stash of AIOs that he absolutely insisted on PFs...and besides, they are by far the cheapest, so that didn't hurt their case either
By the way, you should check out the CDing board on here--very helpful!
Sounds like you are all set to go, and only one day away from not having to worry about risking out in the opposite direction! Nice use of relaxation techniques, too...so nice to have those at your disposal, no?
(Oh yeah, PS, the only reason we got diaper stuff from our registry was that my mom asked me what on there I needed the most and I insisted on THE DIAPERS. Otherwise I'm pretty sure we would have been subject to the whole poop-avoidance thing too.)
I am so sorry about your shirt. I really struggled walking with my 2nd so I feel your pain having to walk so far. That is cool about the diapers. I have Fuzzibunz and Bottombumpers.
I'm so over this whole work thing. My boss still hasn't hired my replacement so I doubt I'll be training this person. Over the past month, I've tried to get things tied up so that the lab won't crash and burn if I have to leave at a moments notice. So now I'm bored out of my mind! I'm working on a project but it pretty much goes like this ..... pour something into something ..... wait for an hour ..... pour something into that something ..... wait 2 hours ..... pour all that something into something else ..... wait an hour .... repeat. So it goes in a biochemistry lab. I have ever so much time to check PG.org though! Plus, little lady is keeping me entertained with her belly antics.
I did the worst thing last night. I smacked my toe on my couch in just such a way that it caught my toenail. It started bleeding so I yelled to Izzy to get me a paper towel. He didn't know what I'd done and immediately starts flashing back to my fainting episode :rolleyes: (I guess my tone was reminiscent of that day). Ooooo, it hurt so bad! I iced it, which hurt even worse at first. Yet another opportunity to practice relaxation! And let me tell you, it worked! I bandaged it up without really looking at it (like I can see my toes!) so I don't know the extent of the damage. It doesn't feel too bad today but I'm still afraid to take the band aid off. :confused:
Speaking of not being able to see things, I've noticed a slight change in my eyesight over the past few months. I've read that it's normal to experience vision changes during pregnancy. Any ideas as to what causes this? Will it revert after baby is here?
I don't know anything about the eyesight. But, holy crap on the toe!! You poor thing!! I hope it's not bad and it heals quickly.
Pregnancy can effect eyesight. I have started having problems with movies in the theatre and especially 3-D ones. I went and got some glasses last year and the doctor told me that it was most likely due to pregnancy and breastfeeding.
Ditto--all I've got is a big yikes!! Glad the relaxation helped you, though...it's powerful stuff!
Ouch, ouch, ouch, to that toe!
I went to the eye doc. at 6 weeks preg. this time and he told me that your eye sight can change a lot. I never knew that. I had been asking about lasik and he said it was a big no, even until after BFing! He also would only seel me 1/2 a year of contacts JIC. Again I had no idea but I guess its normal.
LOL about work, you need to find a hobby to do whileyour are there. Sorry they haven't got you a replacement yet.
I noticed yesterday my vision has changed, I had to get glasses a little bit ago and it has all been fine, just for reading etc, and no noticeable difference if I didn't have them on for any reason. Yesterday I was cleaning them when I was at trainign and noticed the screen looked a bit fuzzy, but still very readable, but the fuzziness was new. I will go and get them check again after I have had bubby and everything is settled to see if my prescription has changed at all.
I don't think I did any permanent damage to the toe, thank goodness. I rather like my toes and it pains me to see them damaged.
I made a giant batch of brownies last night for my birth center class tonight. It's our last class and it's pot luck night. I skipped last week's class, which was all about potential interventions and included a tour of the transfer hospital (we've already toured it). The nurse immediately said it was OK when I told her we're practicing Hypnobirthing.
AND..... I'm FULL TERM today!!!! Since I fudged my LMP by 5 days, the birth center won't consider me full term until Sunday. So, she's got to stay put at least until then for me to give birth there. BUT I officially don't have to worry about having a preemie baby as of today!!!!
:woohoo: for being full term!!! mmmmm......brownies!!!
Yay for being full term! Now she just has 5 days to stay put and your gold. OMG I still can't believe its potentially so close now!
Ah, so your ticker is your "real" EDD...got it. Well sending you stay-put vibes for now, then, but yay for reaching term with a happy, healthy baby!! Good for you for skipping the interventions class, too. Mmmmm, brownies...lucky group!