I had my 39 week appointment today, and everything is going well. I gained 2 more pounds, putting me at a total of 166 pounds, or 38 pounds gained. BUT baby had a huge growth spurt this week. Last week at 37 weeks 5 days it was measuring 37 and a half. This week at 38/5, I was measuring 40 WEEKS! So maybe baby gained 2 pounds and not me!
Also, she checked my cervix and it is closed still but she could reach it without too much difficulty, so it's not too too high. But no signs of early labour yet. That's ok by me because....
We just got the crib and dresser yesterday!!!! But they are here, and put together and the bed is made and the drawers are full! I just have some more organizing to do, and we will be ready! I started packing the hospital bags too.
Now on the negative side.....here is a post from my birth board 3 days ago....
"Awwwww, what a crappy morning.....
I went out to buy a piece of foam for the mattress of our cradle. I was turning left at an intersection with no lights.....and got rammed in to by another car that I didn't see coming. MY FAULT. I felt ok, didn't get hurt or anything, but all I could think about was how pissed DH was going to be. I'm not the best driver....I already have a few rear-enders under my belt.....not only that but DH was working all night long, and was supposed to be sleeping all day to get some rest.....I had to call him on my cell and wake him up and tell him that I wrecked our car.......
My MIL and FIL came and picked DH up and brought him to the accident. They decided to bring me home to rest so DH is still at the accident waiting for the police to come. Our car is not really driveable, the other one will get written off because it's so old and not worth fixing. Ours is probably on the edge of being not worth fixing as well. And we don't have a package policy, so there's at least a 700 dollar deductible.
At least DH was nice enough about it, he just wanted to make sure I was ok, said he was sorry it happened to me. I think I'll go lie down now and have a good cry. (another one)
I'll let you know what happens with the car....
Well, here were are a good 6 hours later, and things seem to be fine. I didn't go in and get checked (SORRY!) because I have been feeling really good and I didn't get much of an impact anywhere on my body. I did some kick counts and baby has been moving normally all day long. I had to go back to the scene to see the police once they finally got there (when the cop got there he was freaking out because I wasn't there and I was the one driving - until my MIL tore a strip off him and told him I was 9 months pregnant and couldn't be expected to wait around in 90 degree weather for 2 hours for him to show up, or he'd be calling me an ambulance too!) So I had to go back and tell him what happened, and he wrote me a ticket (jerk) for $220 dollars for "Failing to yield to oncoming traffic while turning left" So now there's $220 plus the $700 deductible. Sheesh. Our car got towed to the insurance compound, and we have to wait until Monday when they are open to call and make an appointment to go down there and discuss the damage. We drive a 98 Saturn and it's book value right now is probably about 4000 or so, so it might be pretty close depending on how much damage there is - they could just write it off. For now we are driving a rental and we'll just have to hold on until Monday to see what comes next. BLAH! What a day.
Funny part is, I got in a car accident 2 days before my wedding in 2005....MIL is wondering if I'll have the baby in 2 days since I seem to get into accidents 2 days before important events....lol.
Well, maybe this way, we can actually get a 4 door car like I've been wanting!!!!! Sorry so long girls, that's my rant of the day."
SOOOOO.....now as of today we are still waiting to hear back about the status of our car, although I have been charged another $200 dollars for my safety rating on my license which is now down to a minus 8.
But, I am off to get a pedicure! Maybe that will make me feel better!
Well, I think I've finally done it!!!!! Here are some pictures of the baby room (and for contrast, I'll show you what it looked like 2 months ago before we renovated). I just finished shoving furniture around about a half hour ago, and I am SO PROUD! We have a BABY ROOM! And someone can LIVE in there! Hooray! Ok, here we go......
Here are 2 pictures of what the room looked like in May. It was an office. A very very messy office.
Here it comes......baby's room today!
The crib :
The totally cool monkey!
Change table/dresser and other nifty piece of furniture we found to keep things like diapers in, and the diaper genie:
View of closet:
And now here are some pics of our bedroom across the hall. Here is what it looked like before renos....(blah)
And here are some after pics. Notice also the cradle in the room (for baby during the first 6 weeks or so)
This is the cradle that my great-grandad built for my grandma to sleep in when she was born. All of her siblings slept in it, my mom and all of her siblings slept in it, me and all my siblings slept in it, and now we move on to another generation!
I am SO PROUD to have this all done! Just needs some finishing touches, and we are all set! Hooray again!
Well, 39 weeks and 2 days pregnant.....5 days to go!!!!
And we are the proud owners of a new car! Our car ended up being totalled and written off, so we started our search for a new one. We ended up going with a 2008 Chevrolet Aveo. It's a nice car, it's quite small but a good start for a new family! It's got 4 doors at least! (I have no idea how we ever thought we could get away with our 2 door Saturn sports coupe....lol)
It's got power locks, windows, mirrors, sunroof, A/C, cruise, aux input for an IPOD, etc........so fully loaded. And we got a really good deal on it. Plus, it's a 2008 and the dealer just got them in last week....I think we're the only people in the city to be driving one! Here is a picture:
I had really wanted to get a Dodge Caliber, it's my absolute favourite, but it came down to......you know, an extra 7000 dollars. So. We got this little guy to start, and eventually we will probably need to be a 2 car family, so we can keep this guy for Chris to drive aorund, and I can get a bigger family car.
Now all I have to do is get the car seat installed! There is a clinic next week (the day before my due date) so i think I will go to that and get it put in properly. Tada!
Just have to finish packing my hospital bags today and I should be all set! I have been having MAJOR pain in my cervix every night before I go to bed and some intense Braxton Hicks, so maybe next week will hold the key for me! It's almost time for baby!
Monday, July 16, 2007
39 weeks and 4 days pregnant
I spend the morning doing some organizing in the nursery, and installing the carseat in our new car. By lunchtime I am ready to relax. I decide to lie down in bed and put on a movie. I wish I could say I was watching something classic from my collection like “Breakfast at Tiffany's” or “Singing in the Rain” or one of my favourites lke “Lord of the Rings” or “The Count of Monte Cristo”, but I can't. I was watching “Save the Last Dance”, the kind of light fluffy movie you feel like watching to put you to sleep. At 1:30 pm, as I lie in bed, grooving to Julia Stiles getting jiggy to some hip hop, my water breaks. I felt some wetness, so I get up to go to the bathroom. By the time I get downstairs to the toilet, my pants are soaked down to my knees and I am dripping everywhere. Over the next 5 minutes I soak 3 pads as I hobble around the bathroom trying to decide what to do. I grab the phone to call Chris at work.
“Thank you for calling the Quality Hotel, Claire speaking”
“Extention 235 please”
“Thank you for calling the Quality Hotel. You've reached the office of Chris Goetz. I'm not -
An answering machine? There was no way I was going to the hospital by myself! I called again.
“Thank you for calling the Quality Hotel, Claire speaking”
“Hi, this is Chris' wife, I just tried his office but there was no answer, but I think I'm in labour....”
“Oh! Ummm.....wait, he's just on his way out the door, hang on!”
And finally, I get Chris on the phone. I tell him my water broke and I need to go to the hospital. Problem being......I have the car. He rode his bike to work. So now I have to drive over to his work and pick him up on the way to the hospital. With my soaking wet pants. I go to change my pants and head out the door.......phone rings. Chris is calling to say his boss will drive him to the house. Thank goodness his work is only a 3 minute drive from our house and the hospital is 2 blocks from his work.
Chris arrives home, grabs me a towel to sit on and my hospital bags (which I had finished packing the night before) and we speed off to the hospital. He drops me off at the doors to admissions and goes to park the car. Within the 10 steps that it takes me to get inside, I've soaked through my pad, underwear, and another pair of pants. There is a huge puddle underneath me on the floor. And now they want me to take a number, and wait until they call it? HA! Thankfully everyone in th lobby saw that I was a big fat pregnant woman leaking all over the tiles, so they let me up to the admissions desk right away. Some nice lady got me a wheelchair, so I could sit in my mess instead of stand in it. I get my bracelet and Chris arrives to push me up to labour and delivery.
At 2:00 pm I have my cervix checked. I am 2 cm dilated but not effaced at all. By 2:10 pm, I begin to experience some mild contractions. They are uncomfortable, but not very strong, and about 5 minutes apart. Over the next few hours I am attached to the fetal monitor. Baby is doing fine. By 5:00 pm, I am still only 2 cm dilated. They decide to send me home. The hospital has 17 inductions scheduled for the next 24 hours and they don't have room for me to labour when I am only 2 cm, and the contractions aren't painful. So home we go.
For the next several hours at home, I try my best to time my contractions. I sit on the couch (protected with layers of towels, since I am still leaking amniotic fluid) with a clock and a paper and pen. They range from 7 to 2 minutes apart and last anywhere from 30 to 75 seconds. Every few hours I post my progress on Pg.org for all my July 2007 ladies to see! By 11:30 pm, the contractions are too strong to bear without some kind of pain relief. I decide it's time to go back to the hospital. Hopefully the last few hours of labour will have had some progress on my cervix.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
39 weeks and 5 days pregnant
We arrive at the hospital around midnight. Unfortunately, I am still only 2 cm dilated. I am so discouraged. I've been sitting at home in agonizing pain for 7 hours, and I haven't progressed at all? They attach the fetal monitors to see how baby does during my contractions. Baby is doing fine. Mom is not so fine....the contractions are 4 minutes apart and getting harder to breathe my way through them. Thankfully, I have a wonderful nurse helping me. She turns out to be the wife of my GP, Dr. Lok.
At 12:30 am, I get a shot of morphine. Your bottom has to be the worst place to get a shot. It hurts more than the contractions! By 1:00 am, the morphine still hasn't kicked in; it's not helping my pain at all. They tell me that unless I've progressed at all, they're going to send me home again. Thankfully, the nurse checks me at 1:30 and I'm now almost 3 cm dilated. She says they'll keep me there. I am SO glad I don't have to go labour at home again!
At 2:00 am, we decided to try out the tub. For an hour, I labour in the hot water, spraying the shower nozzle on my belly during contractions. I feel much more comfortable, though still in a lot of pain. We are trying to get to 4 cm so that I can get an epidural. At 3:00 am, I get out of the tub, and I am 4 cm dilated! Sweet relief is on the way! Chris falls asleep in the armchair in my hospital room as I get ready for the anesthetist. By 3:30 am, the anesthetist arrives and I receive the epidural. It doesn't hurt nearly as much as the morphine did! Now that I have some relief, I try to get some sleep. For the next few hours, I doze in and out of sleep, but, still attched to the fetal monitor, keep getting woken up by my blood pressure being taken every 10 minutes. Also, the epidural seems only to be working on my left side, and I have pain still on my right.
At 7:30 am, the nurse comes in to check my progress. I am now 7 cm dilated! Chris wakes up, and is excited to hear our progress. I let the nurse know about the epidural, and she can see that I am still in a fair amount of pain during contractions. They decide to back the epidural out of my spine a little (apparantly they may have gone in too far) and up the dose. I can tell the difference within 15 minutes; my right side is now going numb, and the pain is much less. Over the next hour or so, the whole bottom half of my body goes numb. I have no control over my legs, and cannot even wiggle my toes properly!
Our parents arrive around 9:00 am. They come into the room and stay with me for a while.
At 10:00 am, my cervix is checked again. The nurse reaches down to check my progress and a look of shock comes over her face. Apparantly, I am a full 10 cm, and the baby's head is “right there”! She jokes that they could literally just reach in with forceps and pull it out! We decide it is time to start pushing, even though I cannot feel anything at all. They turn down the drugs in my epidural, and at 10:15 am I start to push. At first I can't really tell what I'm doing...it's hard to distinguish which muscle I should be using! But after a while I can tell when I'm making progress. The nurses tell me they see dark hair on the head!
I am getting tired from all the pushing. I'm not sore 'down there' but my face hurts from holding my breath while pushing! Finally, the head comes out and the rest of the baby follows closely behind. Baby is born at 12:20 pm after 2 hours of pushing. It was an amazing sight to see the little body coming in to the world. I couldn't believe that I was responsible, that I had made something that small and real, something so human. The doctor says “It's a girl!” and I can hardly believe her. It takes a while for it to register what she has said...a girl? We had been almost sure it was a boy. But a girl was a lovely surprise!
They put baby on my chest and let me hold her while they clean me up a little. Then baby goes to get cleaned up. She is so quiet....not crying at all, just content to be in the world with her new family. The nurses poke and prod her a bit to get her crying so they can clear out her lungs. She is healthy as can be! She weighs 7 pounds 8 ounces and is 19 and a half inches long.
The next few hours are a bit of a blur. I deliver the placenta, and then the doctor takes a look to see what the damage is. She was going to have the resident stitch me up, but after seeing what had happened, decided she'd better do it herself. There was one tear down the perineum, and what she called “a blowout” above. I had torn in nine different directions. It took over 2 hours and over 60 stitches to fix me up. Thankfully they turned my epidural way back up so I couldn't feel any of the stitching.
Once I was put back together, they sat me up and brought me back the baby, who had been out with her daddy saying hello to her grandparents in the waiting room. We tried our breastfeeding for the first time, and she did very well! The nurse also brought me a meal (sweet and sour chicken on rice) since I hadn't eaten since breakfast the day before (aside from a bowl of iceceram during labour at home). Everyone laughed at how fast I ate it......I was hungry! After we had eaten, our baby girl was taken to the nursery, and they let me sleep for a few hours until my epidural wore off so I could actually move my legs!
By 4:00 pm, I was ready to get up and have a bath. Unfortunately, I had had a catheter put in after I was stitched up, so walking was very difficult, as was bathing. By 5:00 pm I was up in the Mother/Baby Unit and I got to see my little angel again. We visited with family until 8:00 pm and then spent our first night alone together.
After 3 days in the hospital spent recovering, learning how to breastfeed, and learning the real meaning of “lack of sleep” we were ready to go home. We decided on the name of Ella Marie 2 days after she was born; Ella after a song I sang in choir in high school called “Ella Sunlight” which was about a little girl, and Marie because we thought it sounded perfect....a name fit for a princess.
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