Back from the Level II! All went great! There was one angle they couldn't really get a good look at and that was were the umbilical cord enters the abdomen. But if there were a problem there I guess there would be other indicators as well, and there were none. Everything was perfect! The little munchkin is actually measuring 24w and 1 pd 8 oz! We'll see if my edd changes. It was really great to see the baby again. DH was thrilled.
I think I saw an open leg shot with a baby proudly displaying HER parts but I can't be sure. We had told the sonographer that we didn't want to know but I swear there was one quick shot. But then again, what do I know. I could be totally wrong! But guess we'll find out soon enough!
DH and I took a stroll through BabiesRUS this weekend. Wow, have to say I was a bit overwhelmed. I was particularly confused by all the pumping acessories I think I will need once I go back to work. We spent quite a bit of time examining the strollers and car seats. And then we agonized more over the basinetts/co-sleepers and pak n plays. What will we really need? That's the million dollar question. I have a cradle that my grandfather built back in the 1920s.. I think its made of mahogany.. my dad, uncle, myself, cousins and one of my cousin's kids have all slept in this. This little munchkin will definitely sleep in it... but is it safe enough to sleep in consistently for those first few months? Another question yet to be answered.
One of my SILs has agreed to help get my cloth diaper stash established! YAY!.. very very happy about that... I read recently about Happy Heiny's.. think I might try to use them as well as the fuzzibunz.
I'm going to California next month... My mom is organizing a baby shower for me.... I'm looking forward to getting out there for a bit and seeing some of my friends. Just in time, as 2 of us from my high school crowd are turning 39 that week.... My b-day isn't until November but this begins the last year of our 30s. I say bring it on! I'm looking forward to turning 40 next year... wait, did I just say that?
I started this weekend by making a To-Do list. Some of it is immediate, some long term and most revolve in one way or another around the baby. Aside from the obvious preparations for the baby I need to get ORGANIZED. My home is full of hot spots! Oh to be organized! Its the state of living that seems to elude me time and time again! Well, I could be organized.. that is not my problem.. my problem is finding the TIME to get organized... SO I have 50 such items TO DO on my list and it seems for every one I cross off I think of something new! O'well, at least with a list I can see before me what I need to do.. otherwise it comes to me and then leaves, a week later I remember that I forgot and then forget again. Its enough already!
This afternoon I finally took a pre-natal yoga class at my studio that I've been wanting to take. I noramlly take the Vinyasa style of yoga but have not been consistently dedicated to my practice over the years. After the m/c I re-dedicated myself and then got pg again so quickly. And I stopped. And my hamstrings hate me for it. I didn't realize how stiff I had become! My hamstrings are always tight but ouch! I felt like I'd never done a downward facing dog before in my life!.. And I still suck at tree pose. But I'm so glad I went.. hopefully if I keep up with it I'll start feeling better..
Tomorrow is another Monday.. this weekend went by way too fast!
I had my monthly ob visit this morning. It was time to alternate with one of the other docs. He was ok, rather to the point, and seemingly rushed. I guess its a bit much to expect I'm going to connect with these other doctor's in my ob/gyn's new practice after just one visit. I've been with my ob/gyn for 4+ years now and she saw me through my m/c so maybe its not fair to compare these other doctor's to her -- at least not yet.
But the most important news is that all went really great w/ the visit. I was so happy with my BP. 102/60! The last three visits my bp was inching up to the upper 120s, which I know is still fine, but I was concerned about it being the start of an upward trend.
Gained 5 pounds. That makes 18 so far. Doc didn't say anything about the weight gain so I guess its all ok. Fundal height was fine, I suppose. I didn't bother asking what it was because I think its all a bunch of hooey anyway. Munchkin's HB was good. Urine test good.
And the baby is head down. Woohoo! Baby was head down at the Level II as well. He seemed to think that if the baby was head down at the next visit, the odds of her/him staying head down were pretty good. So I'm hopeful the little peanut doesn't do a 180 on me. Doc gave me that glucose stuff I need to drink before my next visit in 3 weeks. I've heard its pretty disgusting. I just hope I pass!
I'm really looking foward to this month. I have several days off starting next week, a trip to Cali to see mom and have my baby shower and then a quick weekend trip to New Orleans to partake of the Jazz Fest. All this will make the month of April go by very quickly!
I think the time is starting to go by very quickly. I'm starting to feel a little overwhelmed at times. The baby's room is in total chaos. We don't have much of anything yet for the baby. Haven't yet looked for pediatricians. Haven't yet, haven't yet, haven't yet. Gulp.
8pm. I came home from work around 6pm, dead dog tired. I walked immediately upstairs to our bedroom and laid down. I must have fallen fast asleep and hard! I woke up, rolled over to look at the clock and saw that it was 7:30. I was so out of it that I immediately assumed for some reason that it was 7:30 in the morning the next day. I also assumed it was a work day. I got up right away chastising myself for not setting my alarm clock, but grateful that I woke up right on schedule - 7:30am. I start walking through the bedroom, realizing that my clothes were still on. Then it hits me, 'oh my, i've slept for 12 hours +, in my clothes, I forgot to eat dinner and how the heck did I make it through the night without needing to pee'...5 minutes later I think 'wait a minute, isn't it Saturday?'... aha, that's right its saturday, no work, but how the heck did I sleep through the whole night without needing to pee or eat! This poor peanut must be hungry, I had no dinner!'... I stumble downstairs and go outside to look for the morning newspaper. Nothing. Typical I think. Ok, maybe I'll just make some breakfast......... 'but how the heck did i make it through the night without pee'ing????'. I cannot let this go... Finally the cobwebs start to clear from my mind....and I think 'uh, maybe its only 7:30 at night and its still FRIDAY!... sure enough it is!
I was so completely disoriented and confused about what day it was and what I was doing. Talk about tired!
I think I may just wrap this up and crawl back into bed!
I'm on Day 2 of my targeted work on the soon-to-be baby's room. I had yesterday and today off from work and I resolved myself to work on the room. Largely getting all my crap organized. DH and I have been terrible about using this bedroom to just stash stuff we don't have time to deal with. But no more putting it off! Yesterday I was fairly productive and now I'm going to crank up some music and set to work!
Ok, so I swore after the m/c and having seen so much ttc heartache on these boards I would not complain about the various pg-related inconveniencies that inevitably occur but I just gotta vent for a little bit.
I have been struggling w/ a 'roid. Really not interesting! I'm trying to eat more fiber and drink tons more water. Hopefully I'm on the mend. I dare say its getting better but the jury is still out on this one. Yesterday I was feeling general discomfort. And at 27w its just to early to be feeling that way! We live on the 2nd and 3rd floor of a townhouse. So one set of steep stairs to get to the main floor and then another set of semi-steep stairs to get upstairs to the bedrooms. Well, its not fun anymore walking up and down all these stairs. I feel like I'm out of breath all the time! Again, too soon to be feeling like this! Possibly it could be the weather. In the last week the weather has gotten alot warmer and I could just be aclimating to the new temps. Ha! AND, the baby seems to have located my bladder and is doing something to push on it. At least thats how it feels. Strange.
I'm leaking. I leaked a very tiny amount around 20w and nothing more since the last couple days. I don't mind, its actually a nice feeling to know that my body is gearing up to feed the munchkin. Its just a weird sensation to periodically feel a wetness there.
I signed up for the hospital tour and for a b'feeding class. I'm a little nervous about how the whole b'feeding will turn out. My mom makes it seem like it was a piece of cake but clearly very many women struggle with this all the time. My only hope is that I appear to come come from a long line of women with an abundant supply of breastmilk!
I'm off to California next week and will have my baby shower while out there!.. its been raining like crazy there. I've already seen some articles in the newspapers about needing to reinforce the levees. Fortunately, at least for now, my mom's area is not yet in jeapordy. But the house is a 5 minute walk to the American river. Twice in previous years my neighborhood was under volunatry evacuation, just hours away from a forced evacuation. You could just see the river going up and up and up. And there isn't anything you can do but hope and pray the levee doesn't break. Its scary as all $%$#!.
I had a horrible dream last night. I was on a bus that was travelling around a very curvy road on a cliff and it went over the side. I don't know where we were, where we were going or who was driving. Somehow I survived by clinging on to the side of the cliff. Madonna was on the bus too and she died but her family lived. And then later I was watching an account of the accident on TV and how Madonna had died but it looked like it was the year 2022. Then later I start to miscarry and there is blood everywhere. Disturbing to say the least! I wake up, shake it off and of course run to the toilet to see if I'm bleeding. Thankfully the little munchkin was happily kicking away when I got up. That was such an awful dream! But what I find even more disturbing is the fact that I just saw on the internet that a tour bus went over a cliff in Mexico and 60+ people have died. That's just plain freaky! I know its just a coincidence but geez, I don't like that at all!
I had my baby shower last weekend! I was out in Cali visiting mom and old friends. The trip went really well and my mom and I got along great - something that does not always happen. It was a pretty busy trip. Got my cradle shipped out, saw lots of friends. Its interesting how many strangers asked me about the pg. When I'm back home (in the DC/VA/MD area) NO ONE asks me. At the grocery store the checkout lady asked me how far along I was. I told her and her response was "that's all? are you having twins?" I could have whacked her a good one at that point. Then at my baby shower this family friend kept going on and on about how big I was. It did not help that my good friend who was there and only 2 weeks behind me was not showing AT ALL. I started to get really down in the dumps. It came to a head when she used the word "immense". Well, as it turns out she thought I was only 4 months preggers so when she found out how far along I was she backed off. But can you imagine, feeling defensive about the size of your belly at your own baby shower? The baby shower went great. Got lots of clothes all in green and yellow of course. In all it was a great trip and the weather was fantastic.
I had my routine ob visit today as well as the glucose test. I now start going every 2 weeks! The glucose drink was not nearly as bad as I feared. Reminded me of tang. My bp was great as well as my urine test. But I gained just a wee bit too much weight in the last 3 1/2 weeks. Could be fluid. My ankles have been more puffy than normal. But the long and the short of it is that it DOES appear I'm having a big baby. My doc is quick to point out that all these measurements have large margins for error but the munchkin has consistently measured big. My two SILs have both birthed 9-11 pound baby's and DH's son was over 9 pounds and he was a preemie! So I could well be carrying on the tradition of his family having big babies! So we started to talk about what that could mean down the road. How she would be monitoring things closely over the next couple months. I guess my physical size (I'm 5'4) does not necessarily indicate I won't be able to birth a big baby. She talked about the possibility of inducing at 38w but only if my cervix, et al, looked like it would respond favorably to an induction. If I'm long and sealed tight as a drum she won't induce and of course the ever dreaded c-section came up, something that would be a last resort. It was not her intention but I left the appt questioning my ability to birth a large baby vaginally. She never said I couldn't, she just said some women can't. Ok, well, guess I just have to roll with it and see what happens. The bottom line is that the baby is doing excellent and so am I so that's the most important thing at this point.
DH and I are off to N'awlins tomorrow. Great news to hear I put on a few extra pounds right before I plan to indulge in beignets, po'boys and gumbo. Sheesh! We are going to the jazzfest, 4th time in 5 years and the last baby-less mini vacation DH and I will take for some time to come! Gotta introduce the munchkin early to some good ol' blues music now!...I can't wait to see Etta James. We saw her and BB King in concert at the Jazz Fest a couple years ago. She rocks!
Failed the 1-hour glucose test! Grrrrr. But I just barely failed. I scored 143 w/ an apparent 130 cutoff. So tomorrow I go back to take the 3-hour test which I am NOT looking forward to. The woman at the doc's office did say that she thought it unlikely I had GD with such a low score but I gotta take the test. I just hope I pass!
Got back from New Orleans last night. We saw a whole host of musicians at the jazzfest. On Saturday we saw New Birth Brass Band, Hugh Masekela, Dave Matthews and a couple songs of Etta James. She and Dave were playing at the same time and it was a hard decision so we tried to catch a bit of both. Sunday: a bit of Sonny Landreth, Allen Toussaint w/ Elvis Costello and Bruce Springsteen w/ his Seeger Sessions Band.. who I might add was absolutely fantastic. In all it was rather exhausting but fortunately I was able to sit comfortably for most of it. We ate lots of good gumbo, red beans & rice, beignets and po boy's. Monday night we went to a piano tribute and saw some great musicians as well. In all, a great trip. But of course all our happiness was tempered by the obvious fact that New Orleans is still hurting. House after house spray painted with the red markings of whether or not bodies had been found, heaps of trash on street corners, broken and boarded up buildings still left vacant, the automobile "graveyard" of all the abandoned vehicles collected throughout the city most of which had been stripped of any useful parts. Who knows whatever happened to their owners... it was sobering, and we did not even travel to the worst affected areas. Alot of the locals we spoke to were pretty angry w/ Nagin. I'll be surprised if he wins reelection.