1 1/2 days left


January 30th, 2006

We only have 1 1/2 days left until we have a baby. It’s a very strange feeling to know that by Wednesday night we will be a family of 3. Since she is being uncooperative and not wanting come out on her own, the doctor set up a date to induce. I think it’s the fact that there is now a for sure time frame around the whole thing that’s making it feel so wierd. For a few weeks we were in a “hurry up and get everything done because the baby could come at any time” mentality but now, we have a deadline so we can actually think about what needs to be done vs. what we want to get done. There is still the possibility that she could come today or tomorrow, but I’d be pretty surprised if that happened.

Waiting for Wednesday to come sort of feels like waiting for Christmas to come only about a million times worse. On Christmas, you wake up early, see all the presents, know you are getting some of them and then go and try and drag your parents out of bed to open them – and usually within a hour or so you are happily playing with all your new stuff. Wednesday, we get to wake up early, go to the hospital, get an I.V. and then wait for who knows how long. We know we are getting a baby, but it could take 2 hours or it could take 20 hours. When really all we want is to be happily playing with our new baby.

I don’t think the reality of having a baby will actually sink in until they let us take her home from the hospital. While you are at the hospital you can always send her to the nursery while you take a nap or ask a nurse to help you help the baby stop crying. Once you leave though, that’s a whole other story.

A Quick Update


January 29th, 2006

Here’s a quick update for all you who have been wondering what’s going on. No baby yet. If she doesn’t come by Wednesday then I get to go in a get induced. And don’t worry – pictures will be posted as soon as possible.

Game Time


January 21st, 2006

Let’s play “Guess When the Baby Will Be Born” If you guess the right day, maybe I’ll send you a prize.

Updates


January 21st, 2006

Not too much to talk about lately. Pretty much, everyone just wants to know if we have had a baby yet. Nope not yet. Tomorrow is the due date, but as we all know that really means nothing. But I went to the doctor on Thursday and we now have a deadline – January 30th. If she doesn’t show up by then, they are going to start inducing me. It’s a 3 day process but basically she should be out by the 1st or 2nd of February. So that was good news to hear. And the doctor told me that she thinks I’m not going to need to wait that long – so that’s even better.

Next little update – I am done with work! WHOO-HOO! My doctor gave me a note so I can take sick leave until the baby is born. And then I go on maternity leave and then….well, we’ll see what happens.

I am not a patient person


January 2nd, 2006

There are only 20 days left until my due date and all I can do now is sit around and wait. I don’t mind waiting for something if I have something else to do, but there isn’t really anything to do until the baby comes. Youth group doesn’t start up for a couple weeks so that distraction isn’t there, dog classes end tomorrow, I’m all packed for the hospital, the baby’s room is set up. The only thing that isn’t done is working on the baby’s quilt, but that isn’t really enough of a distraction. Plus, I am really done with being pregnant. Anytime this baby wants to come out is fine with me.


October 27th, 2005

Now that the baby is the size of something other than food (the books are all labeling her size in inches instead of produce, although one book did make a comment about her being the size of a pot-roast) she’s started to kick more. A lot more. Some nights she wakes me up because she is kicking so hard and so often. Sometimes, I can sit on the couch and watch my stomach move when she kicks. Sometimes I’ll have one of the toddlers at work sitting on my lap and she’ll kick. The toddler will usually turn around and look very puzzled at my stomach. I like to be able to feel her kicking and stretching in there. It makes it all seem very real. I also like that Kevin can feel the baby kick now, it’s not just me trying to explain what it feels like. Last weekend, Kevin was gone from Friday – Sunday and when he came home on Sunday and started talking the baby kicked more than she had all weekend. Then on Monday, I was gone until about 9 at night and when I came home and Kevin said hi, she started to kick really hard again. I’ve always heard that babies respond to familiar voices, but this was really cool – she apparently really likes to be around her dad.

Here’s the not so fun part of finally having a big belly – everyone wants to touch it. Okay people, here’s the deal, after the baby is born you can hold her all you want, but for right now, BACK OFF. It’s very wierd to have people coming up and wanting to rub your belly. I know that some moms-to-be love the belly pats, but me? Not so much.

One Dull Day


October 27th, 2005

Today I sat in the doctor’s office from 9:30 until 1:00. It was pretty dull. I had to go and get lab work done to find out if I have gestational diabetes. Last week I did the one-hour test which involves drinking this extremely high sugar drink that tastes like flat orange soda and then an hour later having your blood drawn. That wasn’t so bad. But then the clinic called and said my gluclose levels were pretty high and so they wanted me to take the long test to be sure. The long test sucks. You go to the doctor and they draw blood. Then you drink the flat orange soda. Then they give you a timer set for an hour and tell you to come back to the lab when it beeps (but you can’t actually leave the clinic). then they take blood again. You repeat this process until you have had blood drawn four times in one morning. Oh, and I had to stop eating at 9:00 last night so from 9:00 p.m til 1:30 the next day all I had was water. And all the magazines at the doctor’s office had way too many pictures of food in them.

Today was also the day at the clinic that they were giving out flu shots to senior citizens and “high-risk” patients – mostly kids. That was pretty entertaining. Most the old people were losing their hearing so they were shouting to each other and the staff had to shout at them and it was extremely loud in the waiting room. The kids on the other hand were just crying about getting a shot, adding to the general din of the room. There was one patient who was my favorite. He was about 4 years old and had been in a few months ago for allergy shots or something and so his mom decided not to tell him what he was in for this morning. Well, his turn came and they went back and you could hear him screaming from the waiting room. “I DON’T WANT A SHOT!” after about 2 minutes you hear the nurse and his mom say something like “It’s okay, it’s all done now.” And then you see the door to the lab slam open, the kid come storming out, and walk straight out the front doors. His mom was rushing after him, carrying his sister telling him to wait because his sister still needed her shot. His reply was “Oh NO! I’m not waiting here!”

It’s all about food.


July 23rd, 2005

My favorite thing about the pregnacy books is that they constantly refer to size of the baby by food. When I was about 7 weeks along it was the size of a grain of rice. 8-9 wks. the size of a peanut. 10-11 wks. the size of a peanut still in the shell (or a walnut, depending on the book) Around 12 wks, it switched to fruit – for a while it was the size of a strawberry. Now at 14 wks. it is the size of a jumbo shrimp.

1/3 done, 2/3 to go


July 23rd, 2005

It’s officially the second trimester. Kind of crazy to think that in about 6 months we will have a baby at our house. Six months seems to be a really short amount of time, but it also seems like it will never get here. Hopefully, with work, school, dog training, and just general day to day stuff, things will start to go by a little faster. Maybe I just need to learn to be more patient.

We need names


July 15th, 2005

Kevin and I have a list of names that are still in the “possibilities” category, but we haven’t hit on any that both of us really like yet, so what do you think we should name the baby? I’m not saying we will use your suggestion, or even like it, but if we do use a name you’ve suggested you are allowed full bragging rights to let everyone know that you got to name the baby.

But if you suggest we name it Jimi, you are not funny and not cool. That joke is reserved for the guys in the youth group and that’s it.