Thursday, December 31, 2009

What I've learned...so far...

It seems fitting on NYE to make a post about what I've learned this year. However, that would be just way to much so I'll just focus it on what I've learned since Dec 5:) Some is silly, some is practical, and some is well, I'm not sure what to call it. Take it at face value and hopefully it will be helpful to someone.
1) I prefer Pampers over Huggies. Don't know why, they just seem to fit Sophie a teeny bit better. However, if given the choice I'll take Target's generic brand of diapers (Up and Up) over Pampers, b/c of price. They run a bit bigger, but otherwise we've had great luck, and they are cheap-O. Same with Target brand wipes.

2) Dr. B's butt paste works like a charm. Sophie had a small red spot on her bum, I used the butt paste for a day and spot is gone. Can't beat that.

3) Sophie has no problem with nipple confusion. She can go from bottle to pacifer to the real thing with no problem. Thank.goodness.

4) Breast feeding may be natural, but it doesn't come naturally. There is a huge learning curve on the part of both mom AND baby. It's hard, even after you think you have the hang of it. It can be discouraging at times, but also the best feeling in the world when your goal is accomplished:) I've take the advice of "never STOP breastfeeding on a bad day" and so far it has worked.

5) A meltdown (on mom's part) WILL happen. Mine came on the 2nd night home from the hospital. Being in the hospital and caring for your baby really does NOT prepare you for bringing baby home. I can't even tell you about our first night home, other than I remember very little sleep. That night however, PALES in comparison to the 2nd night. The official "high" of bringing Sophia home had worn off and reality set in. I remember being with her in the nursery with the door closed (b/c Dan was sleeping--I'm so nice). My milk hadn't come in yet (didn't until day 5), I felt so guilty b/c I assumed she was starving. In hind sight, she probably wasn't *that* hungry, but I was convinced she was. After breastfeeding going no where, I decided to pump like they had shown me in hospital. There I was,,,sleep deprived...pulling pump out of box at 2 am (never seen it before) and throwing tubing and parts all over the room trying to figure out what went where. I finally figured it out and was thrilled to get what was the equivilant of about .5 oz of milk. Put it in a bottle and gave to her (swore I wouldn't give her bottle). Still hungry. Broke down and gave her pacifer (swore I wouldn't give her pacifier).

6) Don't make rules for yourself. Most likely you'll break them and feel like even more of a failure. See #5 re: bottle feeding and pacifier. Sleep deprivation leads to choices you don't think you'll make. In hindsight, I'm glad I gave both, b/c they have been so helpful to us ever since. I still feel bad about promising those things (to myself) but whatever, I'll get over it in time.

7) You'll learn to see that 8 hours of uninterupted sleep isn't really all that, and that 3 hours at a time will seem like a miracle, and even allow you to be functional:)

8) Babygear (swings and bouncy seats, etc) will be your best friend. Use them (and don't feel guilty).

9) I never knew how much I'd enjoy holding her. Even when Dan offers to take her, or the swing is right there, I usually prefer to hold her. Sleeping, awake, fussy, doesn't matter. I just want to soak it all in.

10) I never knew how much I'd grow to low the 6-7 am feeding/wake-up. For the first few weeks I dreaded this time. To me, it represented the last feeding of the night, which was the icing on the cake of complete exhaustion. Now though, this is her prime awake time, from 6-9 am. After feeding, she is just SO happy, and alert and her eyes are so full of wonder. She has started focusing on faces and I love to just hold her and stare and her and have her stare right back. It really is the best feeling ever. Now, I'm slacking a bit as she is in the bouncy seat next to me (wide awake) watching me type, at 7:30 am, so must go.

Happy New Year:)

Saturday, December 26, 2009

My harness baby

Several people have asked to see the harness that Sophie has to wear. Here's a pic from today, officially 3 weeks old. The picture makes it look more akward than it actually is. Plus, she just likes to strike some crazy poses:) I am finally used to it, although it does make diaper changing more difficult (the leg parts have to come off) and wardrobe changes (the whole thing has to come off) VERY difficult. One thing I do like about it though is that it gives her more structure, so she's not such a wiggle worm with her neck flopping all over the place. Wearing it doesn't bother her at all, she simply doesn't know any different thankfully. We go back in 9 days for a 2nd ultrasound to see what progress has been made. I'm hopeful that there WILL be progress.

Merry Christmas!!

So it's been a while. Things have been busy...really busy. Sophia's first Christmas went off without a hitch. She officially overtook me and Dan in the present department:) Here are a few pictures of the holidays. I'll start posting more regularly, I promise! My parents bought us a camcorder so hopefully I'll have some short videos to post soon.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

first pedi appt = hip dysplasia

By pedi I mean pediatrician of coure, not Sophie's first mani/pedi:) For the most part, she got a clean bill of health. Interestingly, her height was changed from 20.5 inches to 19.5 inches. The nurse explained that at birth, the height is really just a good guess since they do it so quickly. So 6 days later and it seems like she shrunk an inch.

Weight was down 8.5% from birth weight. When we left the hospital she was down 7%. The doctor asked us to come back for a weight check on Friday. When we did, Sophie had gained 5 oz. Dr thought it was a fluke actually, since she only expected her to gain 2 oz over the two days. So that dilemma was solved.

The bad news is that in Dr. R's initial exam, she felt something "not quite right" in her hip area. She ordered an u/s to check it out. I think Dan and I both left the appt in a sense of denial that something might be wrong. We were just calling it preventative, probably to ease our minds. So Thursday we went to Children's Hospital to get the u/s done. The hospital is just so sad. I have a few friends who spent months there with their preemie babies, and I just don't know how they did it day in and day out. It was hard enough for me to say "We're looking for radiology" without breaking down. We did the u/s and then when we went back for her weight check appt were told by Dr. R that yes, it looked like there was some dysplasia in both hips. Next step was an appt with the Orthopedist at Children's, which we had yesterday.

The second the ortho walked into the office I started sobbing, like yucky, ugly cries. It was just so hard for me to fathom that my perfect little girl was at a specialist office at 9 days old. The good news in the whole thing is that the Dr was actually shocked that Dr. R had picked up the issue. She said the dysplasia is so slight that most pedi's wouldn't have caught it. That made Dan and I both feel better.

The solution (hopefully) is that she is wearing a harness to try to fix the problem. She'll wear it for 3 weeks, 20 hours per day, and then we'll go back for another u/s. Ortho thinks that the problem may fix itself in that short period of time. Once it's fixed, whether in 3 weeks or whenever, she'll then continue to wear the harness for naps/night time sleeping for about 3 months. When the guy came in the office with the harness, I lost it again. (I had managed to calm myself down while ortho explained details). But once I saw it, well...the waterworks started again.

It's easy to use and doesn't seem to hurt her. And I know it's better to catch something like this at 9 days and not 9 months. Ortho reiterated that it shouldn't affect her developmental goals at all. Crawling and walking should occur right on schedule.

So, 11 days old and she's already had 4 dr appts.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Sophia Brynn is here!!!

Sorry for the much delayed post, but we've been a bit busy around here:) Sophia was born 12/5/09 at 12:07 PM. She weighed 7 pounds 8 ounces and was 20.5 inches long.

For those who only want the pics, scroll down. For others who want the details, keep reading. I'll probably keep adding to this also, as I remember more info. It's amazing how Mother Nature can work so quickly to let us forget the "bad" stuff and only hold on to the good. But really, the whole experience was ok.

We left for the hospital about 7:15 and stopped at McD's on the way (fries of course). As we were walking out of our condo, Dan said "let's go have a baby." My waterworks started and I cried, and cried, and cried some more.

We checked in at 8 pm, and by the time we were in a room and the pitocin started it was about 10 pm. The nurse checked me and there had been no progress since last dr appt, still at 3 cms. I didn't feel much for several hours, just the same as what I'd been feeling. It was interesting though to see the contrax on the monitor, b/c alot of them I 1) didn't feel or 2) felt but would never have thought it was a contrax. We were surprisingly able to sleep most of the night. She checked me again and I was 4 cm and 90% effaced. Prior to checking, she told me not to be disappointed if there wasn't much progress. It was hard not to be though, after over 4 hours of pitocin I had hoped for more. About 5 am I woke up to some pretty bad cramps. The nurse had told me to tell her when I got to that point, but being the people pleaser that I am, I wanted to make sure they were "bad" enough. After each one, I thought to myself "oh that wasn't horrible" but looking back they were all really intense. I finally told her about 6 am and she didn't even check me, just told me I was next in line with the anesethioglist for the epidural. I got that about 7 am. I got checked again after that and was at 7 cm and 100% effaced. The nurse told me to tell her when I started having "pressure in your bottom." Again, being the people pleaser, I wanted to make sure the pressure was "enough" prior to bothering her:) It finally got to that point about 10:20. I was checked again and ready to go!!! Wouldn't you know it, Dan had just left to go take a walk. I called his cell and just said "you need to get back here now." He didn't even ask, just hung up on me and was back in 2 minutes. While waiting for him, the nurse had me do a couple practice pushes. I just kept thinking he better get his ass back here, or the nurse better slow this down!

In all, I pushed for about 1.5 hours. We had to stop pushing and wait for dr (yes, I did all this with only the nurse), b/c Sophie's h/r kept decelerating as I pushed. They put oxygen on me, and we waited about 40 min for Dr. S to show. Once Dr. S was there, it was about 30 minutes and Sophie was born! During those final pushes, Dr. S asked Dan if he was going to cut the cord. THis was honestly something we had never discussed. He seemed hesitant but in the end decided to do it. Oh, and I might add...he saw almost the entire birth. All along he had told me he "just wanted a shoulder." But when it came time, curiousity got the better of him and he watched. I, on the other hand, had no interest in that mirror they tried to give to me. No way.

She came out with cord wrapped around her neck, completely silent. I knew she was silent, but something...endorphins maybe...who knows, kept me calm. I just layed there, as Dr. S did whatever she did and finally they put Sophie on my belly. I was just overwhelmed. Speechless. I think it was at least 15 minutes before I even uttered a word. Dan went with her to the warming table and was talking to her constantly, while I just lie there. I had a bazillion thoughts running through my head, but none made it out of my mouth. I finally said "she's beautiful."

I, however, was put through the ringer, thanks to her big head:) I had a 3rd degree episiotomy. It seemed like it took forever for her to sew me up. Thank goodness for meds. In all though, the labor was relatively easy, compared to what it could have been. I would do it again, WITHOUT MEDS, if it meant that Sophie was the prize at the end.

Her first APGAR was 8 and second was 9. She was completely healthy, and born with strawberry blond hair:)

We are utterly amazed by her. She is wonderful in every sense of the word. I didn't think she looked like either of us at first. The day after she was born the hospital photographer came to take some pics, and it was only after viewing those that I realized she looks exactly like Dan. I was almost freaky how much those pics looked like him.

On the day we came home, I cried the second I sat in the wheelchair and the nurse put Sophie (in carseat) on my lap. We had done it, finally done it. In the IF world, most RE's gauge sucess on the idea of a "live birth." I personally hate that term, but it is what it is. There's no real way to sugar coat it. Another term that I also dislike but is very descriptive is "take home baby." As I sat in the wheelchair, all I kept thinking was that we finally had our take-home baby.

I'm writing this 6 days after her birth, and lots more has happened since then, but I'll save those for a different post.

Here are some pics...

Minutes old.

Meeting mommy for the first time.
Ready to go home!

Friday, December 4, 2009

tonight's the night

I can't believe we are almost at the end of this LONG road. And I can't believe tomorrow we will be meeting our little girl. That might be a bit optimistic, as I know others who were induced and it STILL took a few days, but I'm holding on to hope that I'll fall in that 12-14 hour average induction.

I've been doing really well with not being overwhelmed, until last night when Dan said "this is the last night that it is just us. The next time we sleep at home there will be three." HELLO, how had that thought not entered MY mind?? This thought led to another night of tossing and turning. Will we know what to do? Will *I* know what to do? Will people EXPECT me to know what to do?? This entire journey has been very compartmentalized for me. When we were trying to get pregnant, I couldn't think past getting pregnant. I educated myself on HOW to get pregnant (well, at least the options for how I could get pregnant). I didn't give a second thought to what happened after achieving that goal. And then it finally worked for us. And I began to research BEING pregnant and all that entailed. But I couldn't think past weeks, months, trimesters. Now here we are, getting ready to become parents and I am scared to death, b/c I haven't given it alot of thought. I mean, Dan and I are on the same page on how we want to raise Sophia, and what we will do/not do, etc. But the thought of bringing a baby HOME with us??!! Seriously? They are going to trust us to bring her home? That's the part that I'm having a hard time dealing with right now.

And it doesn't help that I just brought the car seat in from the car. Dan wanted a chance to play with it and figure out how it worked. Well, I had a few other things to bring in, so I piled them all in the carseat and marched up our 3 flights of stairs. At the 2nd landing everything fell out, rolling down the stairs, leaving me with an EMPTY car seat. So this is what I question the trust that everyone apparently seems to have in our parenting skills!

Sorry for the rambling...but I obviously needed to get that out:)

I just happened to look back at my post on this date last year. My how things have changed. Dec 4, 2008 I triggered for my 6th IUI, post lap and failed IVF #1 and FET, and pre IVF #2. It's amazing what changes can happen in 365 days.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Full moon tonight!

It was just brought to my attention that there is a full moon tonight. Guess we'll find out if it can indeed help labor along. I just did a quick search and didn't find much in the way of research that confirms the theory. I did, however, find lots of anecdotal snippets from nurses/staff working L & D floors that did confirm busier maternity wards on the night of a full moon.

We'll see...

Otherwise, no change here. Still the same.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

progress (or lack thereof)

As of our OB appt yesterday, no further progress has been made. I'm still 3 cms, I'm still 80% effaced, and her head is STILL right *there."

Must keep repeating mantra that she isn't due until Thursday. We have an induction set for 8 pm Friday should she not make her appearance by then. We're just ready. and done. and that's all there is too it. Hopefully we'll be holding little Miss Sophie by sometime on Saturday:)

Monday, November 30, 2009

Here we sit...

No baby yet. Membrane stripping obviously didn't work as well as it should have. I have to keep reminding myself (and Dan too) that her due date isn't until Thursday. That's 3 more days until she was even *supposed* to be here. So I'm trying to keep it in perspective. And all along, Dan and I have both said we thought she'd be here on Dec 2, so Sophie still has a chance to help her mom and dad appear psychic:)

But Thursday night and Saturday night I thought were "it." Contractions were strenghtening, Sat morning they were down right painful....but still no dice. We have a dr appt today to discuss what's next. I imagine, unless I've made so much progress that she decides to keep me today, that we'll go with Plan B of scheduling the induction for Friday.

I did have a crazy experience last night, in the midst of my tossing and turning. Sophie tends to be VERY active at night, and last night was no exception. I woke up to a feeling like she was riding a bike in there. Without actually feeling her with my hand, I could feel her feet (or hands maybe) poking out of my side, as in I could feel my skin stretching. So, I took my finger (not whole hand I was too chicken for that), and started poking back, very gingerly, at the spot she was poking. And I felt her foot, sticking out of my side. OMG! I freaked out. I actually ran my finger up and down the bottom of her foot. How CRAZY is that! I could only do it once, b/c I'm such a weenie. That's one of the craziest things I've ever felt.

We got our maternity pics back this weekend from my friend Stephanie. ANy STLers who need pics, I highly recommend her, stephaniecordle.com.

Here are a few that I really like:)

Thursday, November 26, 2009


Those easily grossed out need not read further.

One of the goals of the membrane stripping came to fruition this morning. My mucous plug has left the building. I've always wondered if I'd know what it was, even before I got pregnant I wondered. The answer is yes, I knew what it was:) This pre-labor stuff continues to be super sexy, huh???

So we're one step closer! Thanksgiving plans will continue to go as planned, as long as I am feeling ok. I'm dreading the ride to/from my parents house, which is almost 1 hour each way, but we'll eat quickly and then get back home. I'll be much happier once we are closer to home/hospital.

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

Wednesday, November 25, 2009


My membranes have been stripped. Sounds sexy, huh? We went for our 38w5d OB yesterday and she gave us 3 options.
1) Stripping cervical membranes which, if it works *should* start labor in 48-72 hours.
2) Letting things continue to happen naturally. This wasn't such a great option for us, b/c we want Dr. S to deliver Sophie and she'll be out of town 3 days next week.
3) #2, plus scheduling an induction for NEXT Friday should she not cooperate.

I immediately started shaking, I guess b/c everything seemed to really be happening. Or, at least the planning for everything to really happen was happening, if that makes any sense. I REALLY didn't want Option #3, but I wasn't sure if I was ready for #1. Dan's choice was to "get things started" so as soon as I heard that it sealed the deal.

The actual stripping was painful b/c of the pressure. No knife stabbing pain, but MAJOR pressure and cramping. Dan held one hand and I had the other dug into the exam table. It didn't take long, but things certainly felt different after she was done. The goal was to 1) loosen the mucus plug (again, SO sexy) and 2) detach the bag of water from the uterus.

Leaving the dr office was very surreal for me. It was like ok, we'll meet her soon. It was exciting and scary all at the same time.

This happened about 3 pm yesterday, so we're at about 27 hours so far. I've had cramps, and some back pain, and my girlie parts are really sore but not much else.

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving and I've been told to stay close to home if my contrax are 1) fairly close together or 2) fairly painful. I don't think she'll actually arrive until at least Friday, if not Sat or Sun. I know this sound selfish, but I don't really want her to be born on Thanksgiving anyway. To be selfish for her, I don't want her to have to share her b-day with a turkey, although I realize that it wouldn't happen every year. However, what better day of the year to be born, after the struggle we went through to have her.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Passing the time...

Still here. Nothing to report really. The knife stabbing feeling in my cervical area was pretty strong last night, but still nothing but a bunch of contractions that didn't do a darn thing. So here we sit.

I thought I'd pass the time taking/posting a few nursery pics so here we go! I love how it turned out. Girly but not too girly/feminine; you definately wouldn't mistake it for a boy room (I hope). There was a lot more I planned to do, but really just got too tired. The walls are still bare for the most part, but that's on purpose. I'm hoping to have some pictures to hang, and wanted to give those priority over shelving and other decorations.

We had some maternity pics taken a few weeks ago, so I'm hoping at least one of those will go in there. Plus, we're scheduled to take Sophia for a newborn professional photo session in her first 2 weeks--hoping I like those and will be able to use at least one in the nursery.

THe walls are a caramel-y/cafe au lait color. Furniture is Bonavita Peyton. The crib converts to toddler and then full size bed.

I was hoping this would show the dust ruffle more, but not so much. I made it, and it matches the curtains.

Changing table that will hold a hutch if we want to buy it down the road. Yes, I got a wipe warmer...against my better judgement. Seems silly to me, but I needed things for my registry and I got it. It certainly can't hurt. The nursery is the draftiest room we have, so at least Sophie's bum will be nice and warm this winter:)

Chest of drawers with the beginnings of stuffed animal/book collection:) Oh and scissors...yes I'll move those. I took the tags of the stuffed animals right before I took the picture. Yes, I'm still de-tagging.

A not so great pic of the curtains I made. I really should have taken these earlier in the day-the light is really crappy. And my lampshade project was a big FAIL so the lamp is compliments of Target.

Framed initials I made on the farwall. I wanted to take that project further, but ran out of patience.

Rug compliments of Target. I really struggled to find one I liked and just happened upon this one a few weeks ago.
Last but not least, our rocker/glider from Best Chairs. It's from the Story Book collection, but I honestly have no idea which one. My one regret is that I didn't flip the upholstery and get the chair in chocolate brown and piping in the sand color. Oh well. I LOVE this chair and it hasn't even been used yet!

So there it is. All that furniture in a tiny little room where Sophie will reside and play for the next few years.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

No news from uterusville yet

Just thought I'd post about NO news, in case I don't get a chance to post with NEWS. I have to admit, I really thought last night was "it." I was contracting alot all evening, but then when I went to bed they all stopped. I also had this CRAZY shock-like pain in my cervical area (I can only assume). Dr. S said when I feel something like that it's typically her dropping even more, or increased dilation. Until last night, this pain has only come with walking, and is enough to stop me in my tracks. It's very similar to the sciatic feeling, only in my cervix. I was laying in bed, talking to Dan when it happened and I must have gotten a crazed look on my face, which caused him to have a crazed look. I just told him that I might be waking him up, so not to sleep too soundly:)

However, after that it was uneventful. My sleep continues to go downhill though. I took a Tylenol PM at 9:30 and slept from 10-1:15. I was then wide awake until about 5:30, and then alarm went off at 6. Lovely. The funny thing is, I'm not kept awake by anxiety or any ruminating thoughts. I just lay there. Completely.wide.awake. Thinking about nothing really. So annoying.

After work today I'm off to Target to stock up on some last minute things like nursing tanks and other "fun" items I'll need post-delivery. Dan's home today taking care of some last minute things on our to-do list, and we have new living room furniture being delivered today:)

So for now...I'm just going along minding my own business. I have noticed a major decrease in her movement today. Is she finally out of room???

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

OB appt and progress!

I had my 37w5d OB appt yesterday. I wasn't expecting much in the way of progress, since I haven't really felt any different over the last week than I have over the previous.


2 cm dilated and 70% effaced. She didn't tell me station but did say that her head is extremely low. So low that it's rare that she sees this unless the woman is in active labor. HOLY CRAP! So, it really could happen any time. Dr. S is out of town this weekend and told me (jokingly of course) to try to keep her in until she gets back. She is predicting before Thanksgiving, but if for some reason Sophie hasn't made an appearance we'll discuss induction, now that I'm making progress. That would be sometime during the 39th week, just to make sure she doesn't get too big.

So bag is packed and in the car (although of course throughout the day today I am remember MANY things that I forgot), but it's a start.

On my morning walk with Sierra this morning I had a very focused cramp (not like the period-like cramps I've had so far) on my right side, stomach area. That was a very new feeling for me, so hopefully she's working overtime in there so she can come meet us sooner rather than later.

People keep asking if I'm scared and the answer is no. I'm not scared at all of L and D or anything that goes with it. I am freaked out in anticipation of what will happen prior to getting to the hospital (i.e. will water break, if water doesn't break how long will it take contractions to get to where they need to be to even GO to the hospital, etc). I'm also freaked out about AFTER delivery and all the fun (NOT) things that come with that. But actually having her doesn't scare me at all...it's only exciting!

Stay tuned!

Monday, November 16, 2009

Hospital tour with a WATERMELON!

Once again, I neglected to make a Thursday post. Here's the 37 week update...

Baby's now the size of a watermelon!You' re full-term (yay!) baby is gaining about 1/2 ounce a day and getting his first sticky poop (called meconium) ready. He's also brushing up on skills for the outside world: blinking, sucking, inhaling, exhaling, and gripping (it's getting strong!).

Thankfully I have recovered from my parking lot spill, although I still have one heck of a bruise on my leg. No worries about Sophia. She was in over-drive all weekend. Enough overdrive that I was getting paranoid about the cord getting wrapped around her neck. Yes, I know...but it's me, I have to worry about something. She's been moving more than ever, and her movements are MUCH stronger than in the past. I assume poor little chunker is running out of room. I can see my stomach moving as I type. I've definately gotten used to it, but then she'll throw me for a curve and give me a really hard kick that catches me off guard. She also seems to like to bounce on my cervix as I walk. This sensation does NOT feel good, and in fact can stop me in my tracks.

My sleep continues to go down hill. If I sleep on my left side, my left shoulder just ACHES. If I sleep on my right side, my right hand falls asleep. I'm only good on my back for about 10 minutes at a time. I woke up at 3 am last night and fell asleep not quite 3 hours later, as my alarm was getting ready to go off. I actually just contemplating getting up and being productive, b/c I was certainly not tired.

I am starting to look for signs of labor...but so far nothing. I continue to get Brax-Hicks, but no more so than before. I am not necessarily tired of being pregnant, but at this point we are just so anxious to meet her. We've both given her the talk that she needs to come out so we can meet her and celebrate her b-day:)

Yesterday was the hospital tour. In hindsight, it's really not imperative to take, but we're glad we know where to go, and what to expect. We'll be using Hospital M, but really wanted to use Hospital B. Everyone I know that has used Hospital M has raved about it and compared it to a nice hotel. Um...not so much. It's really a hospital room with one bed instead of two. Based on amenities, I'd still rather go to Hospital B, but Dr S pretty much made the decision. So Hospital M it will be.

We did have a "woah this is really happening" moment as we walked into the lobby yesterday. A new daddy was walking in with his camcorder, and mom and baby (and nurse) were waiting for him inside. Yes, I got teary, thinking that will be us in a few short weeks. Yikes.

Here's the 37 week picture! I finally scanned in u/s pics from last Tuesday but they are on a different computer. Will post those soon!

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

I fell...

last night.

This was supposed to be a post about how great our u/s was yesterday. Nope, not so much. Last night, walking through a gravel covered parking lot, I fell. I don't know how, I guess my balance is off, but I totally wiped out. Before I knew what was happening I was on the ground with my purse several feet away. Dan was about two steps in front of me so didn't see it happen.

He helped me up, grabbed my purse and we assessed the damage. My lower right leg took the brunt of the fall I think. I'm pretty scraped up from knee to mid-calf. I of course, couldn't care less about my bloody leg. It was quite a struggle to stay as rational as I did, but I tried...and succeeded, mostly.

Of course my first thought was going to the hospital, after all we were going to drive right past one. But, I fought off that urge. I just wanted to go home. No, that's not true. I REALLY wanted to go to the hospital. But I thought of all the stories I've heard about falls during pregnancy, and things are almost always fine, blah, blah. So I went home to monitor.

I did have a few contractions, which I expected, and then she REALLY started moving. Of course, neurotic me thought this was a bad sign, b/c she was moving more than normal for that time of night. But I just let it go and went to bed. I woke up once to movement and then right back to sleep. I felt like crap when I woke up, just really banged up. And apparently the fall jarred my pelvic pain (which had let up ALOT) back into action. So not only am I limping b/c my leg is so sore, I'm back to waddling too.

This morning, I loaded up on a huge bowl of sugary cereal, topped off with some cookies, just to give her a kick start. It seemed to work and she was very active by the time I got to work. I did call the nurse, who said it sounded like the worst was over, so long as I didn't start bleeding, my water didn't break, the contrax didn't start again. I did have a dream last night about my water breaking.

So, the GOOD part of yesterday was indeed the u/s. We got a few pics which I will post later. They aren't great at this stage. She's just too squished up in there. They measured her head, belly and femur and I suppose all looked normal. Right after measuring the femur, the tech said "7 pounds 10 oz." I yelled "holy crap." She said that was in the 88% percentile...awww we have a little over-achiever;)

The measurement is really partly a guess, and can be 1 pound different, on either side. Dr. S is guessing she is currently 7-7.5 pounds, and is estimating 8-9 pounds if she stays put until 40 weeks, which she is also guessing will happen. She actually thinks she may stay put closer to 41 weeks. So, looks like Thanksgiving will go off without a hitch, but then who knows really. She also tried to check for dilation but cervix was so high she couldn't reach it. We assume there hasn't been any, since I haven't had any out of the ordinary contrax.

So...the day started off well, and then went downhill. But she is moving as I type so that's a good thing.

*****And please, if you know my mother, the fact that I fell is not for her eyes/ears. I'm stressing out enough without having to deal with the knowledge that she is stressing out for me!******

Saturday, November 7, 2009

(Slightly) updated pics...

Just for you Fran!

I totally forgot to upload from the previous 2 weeks. Dan took a 36w1d pic last night, and now the damn camera is dead AGAIN so I can't download it. I swear, I have the worst luck with batteries. I just need to by a new rechargable pack and be done with it.
34 weeks...

35 weeks...starting to look VERY worn down...and those jeans I seems to be wearing in every pic? Well, they don't fit anymore. I mean, they fit, but they constantly fall down, just a hassle.

And just so Dan gets in on some of the picture action, here's us and our very good friend Scott who moved to Hawaii this week:( We got one last pic before he left. I was chugging the water that night, while they were chugging the Guiness and and I was very jealous...and please don't judge me b/c my headband and sweater don't match...it had been a long day. THis is sometime b/t 34 and 35 weeks.

And finally...must give some love to Sierra. I took this several months ago, after nursery furniture had been delivered. Note that our condo is NOT big, maayyybbeee 1100 sq feet, on a good day. There aren't many places she can hide; but on this particular day we could NOT find her. She was chilling in the nursery:) And yes, sneak peak of nursery from quite awhile ago. I hope to have better pics by the end of the weekend.

Friday, November 6, 2009

a lopsided honeydew

Yep, still a honeydew this week.

She's doing some interesting gymnastics in there. Last night, lying on the couch I felt this very odd sensation. I lifted up my shirt and the left side of my stomach was easily an inch higher than the right side, and hard as a rock. That's been the first real alien-esque movement I have noticed. Dan wasn't really on the level to see the lopsided-ness, but did feel the hard ball of....something...who knows what. Crazy.

She continues to move ALOT. I thought it was supposed to slow down but maybe not this early?? I've also noticed that she is very active between about 4-6 am. Is this a harbinger of things to come?

My heartburn is getting worse. I also thought THAT was supposed to stop soon-it needs to-it hurts again, even with Zantac. The peeing is more managable. Despite the fact that I still go alot, at least I can *go* and get some relief!

I am also wearing down quickly. This is probably exacerbated by my work schedule the past few days, so I am definitely looking forward to the weekend.

Hope to get nursery done this weekend. We'll see how my energy level feels about that. Dan and I are also trying to get out and do things that we probably won't be able to do for awhile (i.e. movies, dinner, sporting events, etc). Hopefully we can get something in this weekend.

It's obvious that Sierra knows there is a new reason to be protective. We both believe she knew I was pregnant before we did, but it's clear now that she knows something is up. She always sleeps next to me, that isn't different. But what IS different is that she'll wake me up in the middle of the night as she is getting cozy trying to cover my belly. She'll just scoot up as close as possible, sometimes ending up lying ON my stomach. She definately knows there is something in there, and feels very protective of it. She's also started to get between me and Dan at times. I guess she senses some potential danger. It is very sweet though, even if she does wake me up:)

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Getting closer...

Today was my 35w5d OB appt. I was such a whine bag about this pelvic pain, but Dr. S was happy about it, and said that it meant my body is doing what it is supposed to do. Ok fine, I'll continue to deal with it.

Drumroll please...I gained 4 pounds in the last two weeks. I know my stomach has gotten bigger, so it wasn't a surprise to have gained, but 4 in 2 weeks seems crazy. I think she'll be gaining about a pound a week from here on out, so I guess I can expect more gain in the next 4 weeks.

Surprise to me, but I had to actually undress today. She had to do a Group B Strep test, which apparently is running pretty rampant right now. Since she was down there she also did my first internal exam. She could feel McBaby's head very low, but no dilation yet.

I'm also measuring about 34 weeks now, which she said is normal since head is so low (and I guess takes up the most of that very unscientific measurement). Heartrate was in the 130-140 range, which she said was fine.

Good news! I DO get one final u/s, to check fetal growth. That happens next Tues-I'm so freaking excited to see her again. I can only hope it's on the "good" u/s machine and not the cheap-o one where nothing is identifiable.

She also wrote me a note for 3.5 day work weeks from here on out. I doubt I use the 3.5 days each week, but it's nice to have the option. As long as I have plenty of sick days for maternity leave, I figure why not use the sick time to relax, sleep late and just get ready (mentally and physically).

Nursery is closer to being done! I just need to hang some shelves, recover a lamp shade and do a few other things. Interestingly, I realized this weekend that I have not taken the tag off of ONE thing. And thinking back, I freaked out a little when Dan put the stroller together and threw away the box. All the furniture, rug, stuffed animals, etc all still have the tags on. Now, what would Freud say about that? Too much disappointment in the past to really believe this is real? A lack of connection to this baby? Who knows. The crazy thing is that the furniture isn't returnable anyway so why keep the tags on, right?! So, I need to start de-tagging things...a few at a time maybe so I don't hyperventilate.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

So that's where waddling comes from...

I think I may have mentioned this weird pelvic pain I've been having for the last few weeks. As with most everything else, it continues to get worse and worse, to the point that I could hardly get out of bed this morning, or put on socks/shoes. It.is.seriously.painful. Walking from my car to work this morning was also a chore...and then I realized I was waddling...not b/c I've gained so much weight, or have such a big belly, but b/c I was in serious pain. It feels like someone took a baseball bat to my girlie parts. No joke.

Upon googling, I found this...

Pubic bone pain in pregnancy is also know as Pubic Symphysis Diastasis. This is where, usually in later pregnancy, the hormone relaxin causes the pelvis, particularly at the pubic bone, to loosen. In general, this is a good thing as it makes birth easier for mom and baby. However, sometimes the separation is exaggerated and can become quite pain for the mother at the end of pregnancy or in the early postpartum period.
While pregnant women have been known to waddle, the relaxin and loosening of the pelvic ligaments is the reason behind the waddle. When there is too much laxity there can be instability and pain. You may notice this pain when walking, standing or trying to move your legs apart like stepping into pants or the bath tub. Most of the pain is typically centered up front in the pubic bone area, above your mons pubis (below pubic hair).

In FUN news...I'm 35 weeks pregnant today:) Holy crap! Also 35 days to go until due date. Now that is a HUGE holy crap!

I'm definately starting to wear down. I feel more like I did in first tri...tired really easily and just a general blahness that I can't seem to shake. Of course, the rain in STL this October could be part of that. We set a record last week of most rainfall in STL history, and it has continued to rain almost constantly SINCE that record, so who knows where we'll be by the end of the month.

Things are getting close to being ready. The carseat is installed, baby clothes are washed. I need to make some shower returns that we ended up getting too many of, and need to purchase a few necesseties that we didn't get at our showers. Apparently people don't think a crib pad or changing pad are necessary before baby comes;) I'm certainly not complaining. People were SO generous to us!

I'm also thinking of starting a new blog for Sophia, mostly to keep friends/family updated with pics and such. I'd like to keep it in blogger, but I'm afraid that people may inadvertently come across this blog. For the most part, I don't care. But I also don't want some random co-worker (or family member!) to find this and be able to read up on the inner workings of my girlie parts.

I know I didn't post a pic last week at 34 weeks, so I'll do that when I get home, along with a pic from tonight. Here are a few from the shower, at 33.5 weeks.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

"Your belly is hanging over the counter."

This was the sweet compliment that I was greeted with this morning. Appropriate I suppose, as I was shoving a piece of left-over shower cake in my mouth...and yes that was my breakfast, topped off with a glass of milk of course. No offense taken, I'm excited to have a bump to hang over the kitchen counter:)

33w4d OB appt was this morning. All is still looking good. Baby seems to be head down, as OB found her heartbeat about 2 inches below my belly button. Still holding at 17 pounds which is starting to make me a bit paranoid so I bit the bullet and asked Dr. S if she thought it was ok. Thankfully, she was fine with it, and told me not to worry at all. She said if baby was starting to measure small that would be a concern, but she's measuring exactly 33 weeks so we're right on track. I wonder if her measuring ahead for the last two appts was really just a result of the position baby was in? I didn't think to ask, but I'll just concentrate on the fact that dr is pleased. Because things look "perfect" now, I may not get another u/s. Dr S said she has to have justification to give over the standard 2, approved by insurance, although she did tell me she would see what she could do.

We also talked about the contraction I had last week that led me to call the nurse. She wasn't overly concerned but did say if you have more than 6 of those in an hour it's time to get to L and D. She also asked how things were going at work, to which my response was "I'm starting to slow down." She mentioned maybe reducing work hours if things start getting tough, so we'll revisit that next time. I have contemplated using a sick day once a week in Nov, which would be a nice reprieve, and also let me get some things done at home. We'll see.

She also threw me for a loop by asking if we are "all done with your classes." Um...nooooo....haven't even contemplated a class. Actually, that's not entirely true. I have thought about it, and really don't think a birthing class is for us. I get most of my info online (not the best place, but I'm good at reviewing and getting the most out of what I find) and from books. Dan will do better going in without a clue...with him, more info means more anxiety. We will probably do the hospital tour though. It's just hard to believe it's getting to that time!

Next appt is in 2 weeks, and then they start weekly. EEEEK!

Monday, October 19, 2009

A McBaby shower!!!

Yesterday was the day my friends and family helped me to celebrate Sophia. Of course, most have been celebrating with us the entire pregnancy, but this was the official "you made it, the end of this journey is near." To say I was overwhelmed by the generosity would be an understatement. There were gift, and gifts, and more gifts. Everyone is just so excited, and wrote such sincere, heart-warming comments in their cards. It was a very special day. I'll post pics once I have them...silly me forgot my camera, but there were many others there so I have no doubt the day was captured as well as it could be:)

The whole experience left me beyond exhausted. Once home, Dan helped me get everything up THREE flights of stairs to our condo. We put it all in the nursery and just shut the door. I wasn't prepared to deal with it, physically or emotionally. Unfortunately, that came back to bite me in the bootie as I was trying to fall asleep...thinking about all those things in the room next door and what would I do with them all, where would they go, what would need to be returned, etc. The end result was a total of 2 hours sleep last night.

I jinxed myself last week too. She FINALLY moved off my bladder, which allowed me total and complete relief, for the first time in about 4 weeks. I posted about it on FB, and wouldn't you know it, about 36 hours later she was back on the bladder. I am miserable once again, but this time she seems to be giving bits of relief at a time so it's not *as* bad as before.

I also have a new development today, in that my entire pelvic area feels bruised. Is it? Not sure, can't see the girlie parts anymore:) But it sure isn't comfortable and I think is making me walk funny. I googled of course, and apparently it could be her head hitting my cervix. Fun times.

Oh, AND...last week I got to experience some wonderful lightning bolt type feelings that started at belly button and worked downwards. All this pain in combination with a BH contrax. I called the nurse the next day just to run it by her. She seemed concerned that I was having this pain along with the contrax and asked about bleeding, d/c, leaking, etc. All fine on that front, but she warned me again if more than 4 in an hour than to get off my feet, chug some water and start monitoring frequency.

She also told me no need to be worried about calling to report something like this. She said at this point in the pregnancy, err on the side of caution as anything could mean pre-term labor.
I passed this on to Dan who, after the contrax and in response to "please go get my Ma.yo C.linic book" said "please don't turn back into a hypochondriac." Deer in headlights would be the most appropriate description of the look on his face when I relayed the info from the nurse. Um, yes dear this could happen sooner rather than later.

OB appt tomorrow. Really hoping for an u/s!!!!!!!!!!

Thursday, October 15, 2009

A bittersweet day for me and little HONEYDEW

She has graduated from a squash finally!! She's a honeydew melon today:)

Things are heating up inside as well: Baby may grow up to a full inch this week alone, and his brain is developing like crazy. Pretty soon, he'll be able to coordinate breathing with sucking and swallowing. Also, his bones are hardening, and he's started to keep his eyes open when he's awake.

The bittersweet part is that I was reminded that our embryo transfer was 7 months ago today. It's just amazing to think about how she's been with me for 7 months. And also a sad feeling about the other two that were transferred and didn't make it. I've also been getting sappy about the fact that she won't be with me for much longer. Of course I want to hold her and see her, but I also enjoy feeling her:)

And feel her, I have. She woke me up yesterday morning at 4 am, and did.not.stop.moving. until after I went to bed, about 10:30. I wonder if maybe she was changing positions. May.o Cl.inic book said that's supposed to happen this week.

In fun news, I had a work shower on Monday. Dan was able to come, and it was really nice. We were floored at the generosity. One "group" that I work with gave us our infant car seat. I was totally shocked, and obviously extremely grateful. Our friends/family shower is on Sunday. I can't wait for that, it's finally time to celebrate little Sophia:)

The nursery is coming along (and yes, Fran I will post pics soon:-)). She officially has her name on the wall and things in the closet.

Symptoms-wise, my reflux has taken a turn for the worse, as have the middle of the night calf cramps. I woke up with another bad one Sun morning that left me limping for 3 days. THose things are no joke. And the peeing continues as well. I went shopping on Sat morning and I swear I had to stop and use the bathroom at every store I went to...one store twice.

Last week at 32 weeks.
Today at 33 weeks.
Her name plaque that I made:)

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

update from dr appt

Last Thursdays appt did not happen. OB called as we were walking in the office to say she had an emergency. I guess that's what happens in the life of an OB. Soooo we rescheduled for today, and all is well.

I've gained 17 pounds, and am measuring 2 weeks ahead still. My next appt is in 2 weeks. If I'm still ahead at that point she'll schedule an u/s to get a better idea of Sophia's size. She did ask me to schedule one last appt with her, 3 days before due date, but went on to say I might not need it. I also found out that she'll be out of town on Dec 3,4,5 and I was NOT happy about that, but she didn't seem to think it was a big deal. Maybe she expects McBaby to be here a bit early?

I did ask if she could get an idea of Sophie's position. She started to push around, but then said my belly was just too tight (i.e. not enough fat to really get the leverage she needed to tell). She did say based on where she found h/b (which was in the 140s) that her head was most likely on my right side, which may confirm that what I thought were the hiccups actually were the hiccups:)

I also told her about the abdominal tightening I've been having. Last week, Sun-Thur I had episodes when my abdomen would just tighten up, hard as a rock. At first I thought they might be contractions, but there was no pain at all. Dr. S said they could have been contrax, but also could have been baby butting her butt out or something. If I have 3 in an hour I'm supposed to call.

Otherwise, we got a clean bill of health. Next appt two weeks from today.

ETA: Oh, and I talked to her about my ummm...peeing...and peeing...and peeing...she said it is totally normal although very frustrating. Seriously, I go, wash my hands and usually don't get out of the bathroom before I have to go again. She told me to be patient. Yeah right! In the AM, I go twice in about 5 minutes then walk Sierra. We're not even halfway done with our walk before I realize that I may not make it home, although I have...so far. Her walks keep getting shorter and shorter...

Thursday, October 1, 2009

SQUASHed again

Miss Sophia is a squash again this week! Perfect for the season, but I hope she graduates to something new next week.

Baby's going through major brain and nerve development these days. Her irises now react to light, and all five senses are in working order. (She won't pick up anything from her nose until after birth, though -- smell is transferred through air, not amniotic fluid.)

She continues to move ALOT. Last Saturday, I swore I felt hiccups. It felt like extremely consistant little spasms that lasted for several minutes. Almost like a heartbeat, but I knew it couldn't be that I was feeling. Interestingly, I felt those on my far right side and at the same time felt these little tickles on my far LEFT side, which makes me wonder if she's laying across my belly.

Sciatica is better this week, but a major calf cramp on Sunday night left me with a very bruised feeling right calf. I am only now able to walk without a limp.

Otherwise, we're just trucking along. Dan has taken it upon himself to help with the condo cleaning and organization (thankfully!). We are doing some MAJOR deep cleaning, as well as getting rid of lots of things we have no use for. Our space is still cramped, but it does feel good to purge that stuff.

I spent last weekend washing all the clothes that Sara gave me from her daughters' first year. Holy clothes batman. I think Sophie will be set for the year, WITHOUT having to buy anything new!! We're starting to hang things up, and it just seems crazy to see all these teeny tiny pink outfits in the closet:)

Next dr appt is tomorrow. I hope to get a final u/s scheduled-fingers crossed for that!

To finally get caught up on weekly pics...

Here's last Thursday at 30 weeks. This was the night of my sciatica attack. I could barely stand on both legs...so if I look pained that would be why.

And here's today at 31 weeks.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Sophia the SQUASH!

No excuses, just no motivation. To do anything. I can't believe my work life is still intact and I'm still managing to get things done at home. But e-mails, phone calls, blogging...taking a back seat. So if I owe you a phone call or e-mail, or a thank you note (!)...sorry, I'll work on getting things straight again.

The truth is, I have things to say on here everyday, it just unforunately seems like too much effort...but Facebook requires NO effort (how does that work)??

Now back to what people really want to know. Sophia is doing just fine, and continues to move and groove most all of the time now. Her kicks (or punches) are getting stronger and my belly is moving on a regular basis. If a co-worker happens to walk by my open door, they may seriously see me just staring at my belly, in awe of the movement, and in anticipation of meeting the little one that is causing all this commotion. I love every minute of it:)

30 weeks today and almost EIGHT months pregnant. Never thought I'd get this far.

She is a squash this week (and last week).

As baby's skin smoothes out, her brain just keeps getting more wrinkled. All those grooves and indentations increase surface area, meaning more room for that oh-so-essential brain tissue. She's also adding some brawn -- her grip is now strong enough to grasp a finger.
Here's the picture from last week at 29 weeks, up about 17 pounds. It seems like the weight is coming on more quickly.

For several weeks I was back to pretty much everything sounding good to eat, but for the last few days, I'm back in the 1st trimester issue of NOTHING sounds good. However, brownies and french fries continue to be my go-to when nothing sounds appealing. I have been drinking alot more milk lately (and that has nothing to do with the brownies)!

Acid reflux continues to kick my butt, and Zantac continues to be my best friend. I'm also having some sciatica issues. I don't remember if I've mentioned it before, but I had a serious problem with it about 10 years ago. So I know what it is, that sudden, all encompassing streak of fire down my leg that will totally take me by suprise b/c it typically happens when I'm not doing much of anything. Then boom. I literally can't move for about 30 seconds. It's starting to occur more and more, as are the night time charlie horses in the calves. Now those are ALOT of fun:(

Overall though, things are going great. Our nursery furniture was delivered and I ADORE the rocker/glider. I'm so glad we splurged and got it. I'll post pics once the nursery is more in order. And Sierra has now taken a liking to the nursery. SHe never hung out in there before, and now on our days off, we'll find her just chilling in the floor. She either senses what's coming and is
1) happy and content or 2) trying to stake her claim before it is too late (although it's obviously too late:)

Monday, September 7, 2009

This must be nesting.

Three day weekend for me, and I could not relax. At 9:30 on Saturday night I was scrubbing kitchen walls/floors. I TRIED to take it easy and read a few chapters of new book, but I felt LAZY just lying there thinking of all that needs to be done. I won't go into details of all I accomplished, but I dare say it's more than I've done since being pregnant. I just can't seem to walk past anything that needs something and not do it. Light bulbs are out? Must change. Picture needs to be hung? Must hang. Something in the floor I would normally just walk right by (much to Dan's dismay), I must pick up. It's ridiculous in a good way. We've had a to-do list (in my head at least) a mile long for much longer than I've actually been pregnant, and I'm finally starting to knock things off the list. And nothing done this weekend actually involved the nursery!

Most importantly, I finally got started on one of Amy's quilts. She had asked if I would make a t-shirt/memory quilt of some of Matt's clothes. It took her a while to get to me, and I finally started on that Friday night. I'm rolling right along and almost finished the top of the first one (for Mattie). I think I kept putting it off b/c I didn't want to mess up. Isn't that a sign of perfectionism?? Anyhoo...I did ALOT this morning and it's coming together nicely. I finally just had to STOP everything about 5 pm today. I hit my wall.

Here's my 27 week picture, taken last Thursday. You would have thought Dan might have mentioned my shirt was bunched up in the back, huh? I have horrible luck with batteries, and everytime I tried to upload the pic, of course my camera died. Better late than never!

Friday, September 4, 2009

Eggplants, Schmegplants....7 months!!

The people that play this little fruit/veggie game are on my last nerve. Sophie is an eggplant AGAIN!

Baby's lungs are going through some major developments these days, which (combined with the opening of previously plugged nostrils) means he's now able to practice inhaling and exhaling. The lack of air in your womb means every "breath" is filled with amniotic fluid, but hey -- it's progress.

I passed the gestational diabetes test!!! I was most definately worried, since I've been craving sweets like there is no tomorrow. I do, however, have low iron, so Dr. S has put me on a iron supplment. No biggie. I'll take that over a diet anyday.

Hard to believe that yesterday was officially 7 months pregnant. Truly doesn't seem possibly. I *think* next week=third tri...which is EXTREMELY hard to believe.

All is going well...nothing particularly neurotic to mention today. I am debating the H1N1 vaccine. That's my new research obsession. I'm not one to do something just b/c my dr says. I need to research a bit and form my own opinion. I did ask Dr. S on Monday what her opinion was of the vaccine and she quickly said "the CDC is recommending it" and then changed the subject. If she has an opinion, she obviously didn't want to share. Dan had a dr appt on Wed. I asked his opinion as well. He gave me a bit more insight and we talked about the fact that they are conducting clinical trials on pregnant women now, although the results may or may not be ready by the time the vaccine is released. He did say that his wife (OB maybe), had a pregnant patient with H1N1 whose baby was delivered early and then didn't make it. That made my ears perk up, although I have no idea how far along she was when she gave birth. He did reiterate what I've heard, which is that pregnant women who contract the virus have a much harder time fighting it off. Food for thought...

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Eggplant (again)

Sorry for the slacking again!
Miss Sophia is once again an eggplant this week. Same veggie, but at least she has a different piece of info...

Baby's soaking up your antibodies, getting her immune system ready for life outside the womb. Eyes are forming, and she'll soon be practicing the blink...perfect for batting those freshly grown lashes.

She's been moving quite a bit too...love that:) I have a horrible habit of playing with her that freaks Dan out. I usually just poke at my belly where I feel her move, but I am also a belly shaker (this is what freaks him out). It's a nice way to get her moving if she's been quite for a bit (oh, and french fries work well for that too LOL). She LOVES the fries...I've already tainted this poor child.

I had an OB appt yesterday at 26w4d. I am anxiously awaiting the results of my gestational diabetes test. They should be calling anytime. I'm up 14 pounds which Dr. S said was "perfect." Measuring 28 weeks, so about 10 days ahead of where I *should* be. She isn't concerned but did say it's something to pay attention to. I just do not understand how I am measuring ahead. People at work are still coming up to may with "I had no idea you were pregnant. You have no belly." I have noticed an increase in belly size over the past few days though--crazy how it just happens.

Dr. S did raise her eyebrows at the fact that I've had two contractions, but didn't seem horribly concerned. Just told me to drink lots of water should it happen again.

I also scheduled the rest of my appts for the remainder (yikes!) of pregnancy. Next appt is Oct 2, and then I start going every 2 weeks and then every week. And then...that's it! She did say I will most likely get another u/s sometime b/t 32 and 36 weeks.

In getting ready for Sophia news...curtains are done and hanging (although I think I need to add a valance), countdown is on for furniture arrival, and I am a cleaning freak. If you KNOW me, you'll know that "cleaning freak" is not in my nature. Everything I look at seems to need a good cleaning. I cleaned my bathroom (no, Dan and I do NOT share a bathroom, ick) last night at 9:30. THis was also after watching the hoarding show, which may have something to do with it. But really. That is not like me at all. I also have several other cleaning projects in my head for this upcoming weekend. What is HAPPENING to me?!?!

Here's the 26 week pic from last THursday.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

99 days and the BIG name reveal:)

99 days until McBaby's scheduled arrival date of December 3. Dan and I are both guessing she'll actually come on December 2, not sure why. We'll see! Either way, we can't wait...we're both getting very antsy. Me for this pregnancy to be over LOL, and Dan b/c he is just impatient!

Since I outted myself on Facebook this morning, I figured it was time to out myself here too. We've had the name picked for several weeks. Dan (I could have punched him) put it on FB right away. I just needed a little more time to digest, to get used to it, to make sure it was right. Plus, I liked keeping the secret to ourselves:) I have shared with anyone who has asked though, so I haven't been completely selfish:)

and McBaby's name will be...Sophia Brynn.

We love both names together and separate. It's just...right, it's us. To Dan (and most people I'm sure), she will be Sophie. I however, have claimed the right to use Sophia whenever I like:)

The other front runner for first name was Abigail. We went back and forth MANY times. We tried calling her Abby, then Sophie, then Abby...you get the picture. A middle name was tougher. I was REALLY, REALLY set on Hope. Not particularly b/c I liked the name, but the meaning was just right on. When it didn't seem like I would win that battle I tried Faith...that had even less appeal to Dan (meaning he said no way). I couldn't imagine giving her a name that he really couldn't stand, so I graciously dropped it and we started over again. Both of our middle name are Lynn...we debated that for about 30 seconds...but I grew up HATING my middle name so I couldn't imagine giving it to her. Brynn just sort of "happened." I've always liked the name (and we actually debated it for a first name for a bit). Once I said it out loud, we knew it just worked:) So there you have the name battle.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Ankles are MIA

Where, oh where did they go? I made this marvelous discovery last night, and then thought maybe I was imagining things. I looked again this morning...they are still gone...not an ankle bone in sight:( How did this happen? They look more like elephant ankles then my cute little delicate, bony ankles. And the kicker is, one is definately more swollen than the other. Weird!

Sunday, August 23, 2009

EGGPLANT, babymoon and a crib!

I'm such a blog slacker!

First things first, now that we're almost halfway done with week 25, McBaby is an eggplant this week. Such an improvement from a papaya, don't you think;-) This week she has gained her equilibrium and can tell when she is upside down.

Next in McCrary news is that we took Miss McBaby on her first vacation last week (aka babymoon). We'd been trying to figure out 1) location and 2) how to pay for it(!) when Dan's aunt graciously opened her house to us. She lives in FLA, just a few miles from one of our favorite beaches...so how could we say no?!

Unfortunately, it wasn't the most relaxing of trips, and I was officially diagnosed with "cat allergies." I've always said I was allergic to cats, but somehow I think Dan never really believed me...until I woke up in the middle of the night not being able to catch my breath. Oh, I guess it's important to note that Aunt P. has a cat...thus the cat allergies. I was obviously most concerned about McBaby. After a call to my dr the next day we went to a walk-in clinic. The dr assured me my breathing sounded fine, and I was getting 100% oxygen (although I doubt that was the case at 2 am), so I tried to just breath easy (pun intended). He looked at me like I had 5 heads when I asked if they had a fetal heart monitor. I don't know, call me crazy, but it seems like a little piece of machinery they'd want to invest in, but what do I know?

We just tried our best to stay out of the house as much as possible, and really only spent extended periods there in the evening. THEN, on Wed morning I was woken by a CONTRACTION. WTH?! This was actually the 2nd one I've had. The first came a few weeks ago. However, both awakened me from a deep sleep. How did I know it was a contraction? Well, I just kind of did I guess. I stayed in bed for an hour or so and never felt another one, so I guess it was coincidence, but c'mon people cut me some slack! First I can't breath, then I have a contraction...away from home, away from dr, etc. Oh, and I've started having calf cramps in the middle of the night. According to my M.ayo Clinic book, this is something that is somewhat normal, but still needs to be brought to dr attention.

Despite the medical stuff, we had a fun time, spending most of the trip on the beach. Here's a 25w 1 day picture...although since it's not profile you can see I still look chunky for the most part. I assure you though, from the side I have a bump. I swear!

And finally...Miss McBaby will have a place to sleep (she will sleep right??) that is being delivered in about 6 weeks. I went with a convertible crib, in white, that was in stock. Being in-stock is quite important at this point, b/c having one ordered was pushing us back to an arrival at the equivilant of 37 weeks.

Andrea asked what color I painted the nursery. The answer: Hotel St. Francis Fawn. Did that make it clear LOL??? It's really a creamy caramel color which looks fantastic on the walls! I started working on the curtains last night so hopefully those will be finished, and hung, by next weekend.

That's our story for now:)

Friday, August 14, 2009

Papaya take 3

Yes, she is a papaya again this week, although I venture to guess a slightly bigger one as my belly seems to be growing. I have had an insatiable hunger the past several days, but have no desire to eat past about 4 pm. The reflux is back with a vengance and worse than ever:( I'm getting ready to break down and try something OTC (besides Tums). A few nights ago I had a tomato for dinner. It probably didn't do a darn thing for the reflux, but it's all that sounded good. And, since I grew it on our deck, I figured was as healthy as I could get. I'm also back to craving carbs...which includes two breakfasts this week of 2 doughnuts, one glazed and one chocolate covered with pudding middle. Then an hour later the reflux starts.

Plans are coming along though:) The nursery is painted (and miracle of miracles the paint color received Dan's approval-either that or he just didn't want to piss me off!); I just need to touch-up a few spots. The fabric has been purchased. I have picked out the crib and will order that in a week or two. In my head, I see it coming together and I can't wait to see the finished product. I took a "before" pic of the room, which for the past 6 years has been the spare bedroom (aka junk pit). I hope to see a major transformation in the "after" pic.

The shower date is set! And I just got word this morning that my department will also be throwing us a shower, so that's fun (although I seriously hate the attention)! The registry is just about done, although I still feel completely at a loss for what we will actually need vs. what is trendy/fun/non-essential, etc. We don't have room for trendy/fun, we have room for the necessities, and I'm doubtful we have room for ALL of the necessities! Plus, I don't want to look like a present whore when people look at the registry, but there are a lot of "supposed" necessities!

The best part though is that little Miss McBaby has been moving around ALOT in there. I've had no more near-anxiety attacks wondering what's going on. She's kicking and moving and I can feel it from the outside and in. It's beyond words:)

Here's the 24 week belly picture! I'm seeing definate progress!

Friday, August 7, 2009

23 week appt...check:)

McBaby and I got a clean bill of health this morning. I'm up 2 pounds (and that was with shoes on) from 4 weeks ago. I guess that makes it a total of between 12-13 pounds. She said it was perfect. I asked when most weight gain happened and she said right now, which may explain my increased appetite. Once I hit 25 weeks I *should* gain about a pound a week. At this rate, I should be right in line with a 30ish pound total weight gain. I'm glad she didn't tell me how "small" I look. People continuing to tell me that is giving me a serious complex. Trust me people I'm NOT starving myself. And of all the times in my life I would love to be called small, this is not one of them.

She also measured my belly for the first time and again said "perfect."

We talked a bit about my freak-out last week and my impromptu appt to hear heartbeat. She told me it was normal and perfectly fine, and that if I feel like that again do not hesitate to call/come in. Made me feel better.

McBaby's heartbeat was in the 140's. She said normal is within 120-160, and at this point alot depends on if baby is sleeping or awake. Plus, I guess it's normal to start slowing down?

Next appt they will test me for gestational diabetes. They gave me this lovely bottle of orange colored sugar to drink before my next appt. Can't wait.

And here is my 23 week picture. Not much different than last week, except for my killer sexy evening attire (and Sierra trying to get in on the action). Poor Dan said "I just took your picture." Um, no that was last week. I had to explain to him that this is an every week thing now. He just rolled his eyes...but he took it, and will be glad he did:) And btw...the door I'm standing in front of is the door to the nursery:)

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Papaya take 2

I'm feeling a little robbed. I don't have a new update this week; McBaby's supposedly a papaya again (and next week too)! Today I am 23 weeks pregnant. Unbelievable. And in the wacky conversion of gestational weeks to months, that also means I am 6 months pregnant. Doubly unbelievable.

Little papaya has been kicking and moving:) Last Saturday morning I was lying in bed and saw my belly move. Very surreal, also very alien-esque. Of course, I barely moved for another 20 minutes hoping she would do it again, but no luck.

She seems to be awake around 9 am, and then also pretty active again when I go to bed. I assume it's the lack of motion when I'm trying to fall asleep that wakes her up. I can't put into words what it means to feel this baby inside of me. It's real now. Hopefully no more freak outs about heart rates and such. This is the reassurance I need. Although on Sunday she was very quiet, so the paranoia started to seep in...but I just let it go. I have to believe that all is going ok in there.

My next OB appt is tomorrow. I think she might actually measure my belly this time. Still not a lot of weight gain. By my scale, I think I've gained 14 total, which would be up 3 from my last appt. We'll see if the OB scale says something similar. At any rate, I'm staying pretty much on track.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Reassured by a PAPAYA!

Baby's settling into sleep cycles, snoozing about 12 to 14 hours a day. It shouldn't be hard to figure out when -- just pay attention to those kicks as they start and stop.

I felt more whoosing of bubbles today. Once about 9 am, and then again about lunchtime. To me, THAT is reassurance. FINALLY!

Hoping I remember to have Dan take a 22 week picture tonight. We took one last week but it turned out crappy so I didn't post. To me, I don't look much different than 2 weeks ago. Although yesterday, I did pop the button off of my last pair of non-maternity pants-oops. And no, if you are worried that I stuffed myself into them I didn't. They were actually very comfy and I was shocked to discover the missing button. Maternity tops are still on the largish size, but I have a few that are starting to look ok.

Edited to add my 22 belly picture!

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Thumps and bubbles:-)

Well...that's what I got today around lunchtime. I was sitting here typing away and felt some thumps. Then I felt a whoosh of bubbles, very central, right below my belly button. She must be having fun in there:-) Best 5 minutes of my day!

AND, to those who ask if I can buy/rent a Doppler...good news! Sara (who is saving my life AGAIN!) just found out she has one in her office...which is just across the park. So. No more worries. I may be seeing alot of Sara in the next few months:-)

Tuesday, July 28, 2009


So my attempt to be normal (start a registry, plan a nursery, come up with a name) backfired tremendously over the past 24 hours.

Yesterday? I was happy as a clam making some fun, wonderful plans.
Last night? I was focusing on what I wasn't feeling (McBaby).
Today? MELT DOWN at a staff meeting in which I discussed my maternity leave plans with our group. OK, so I melted down AFTER the staff meeting, but I still melted. Actually, as soon as my "plans" had been told, I left the meeting and called Dr. S, asking to get in for a h/b check. The secretary wanted to know if something was wrong, if I was having trouble feeling the baby. "Um, yes, I can't really say that I've ever FELT my baby." (Starting to write off those thumps I felt last week). Anyhoo, she acted like I was impositioning her b/c they were "so busy today." I said, as politely as I could "look, I did IVF, I'm paranoid, Dr. S said I could come in whenever I need to be reassured. Today is one of those days."

So they fit me in and gave me the talk about "it may take a minute to find." However, Miss McBaby was very cooperative, with a h/b loud and clear right away. Yes, I cried.

I embarrassingly told Dan about the meltdown. I called him as I was driving back to work from the appt. He doesn't really get the paranoia, but I don't really expect him too.

Now, I'm exhausted. I stressed myself out and just want to go home and crawl under the covers. But I'm thrilled to know she's nice and cozy in there:-) At least one of us can relax.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Going BANANAS!!!!!

Baby's now the size of a banana!Baby's digestive system is busy creating meconium (a tarry black substance made of swallowed amniotic fluid, digestive secretion, and dead cells), which will fill the first diaper after birth. And, if baby is a girl, her womb is now stocked up with her lifetime supply of six million eggs (the number will drop to around one million by birth).

For some reason, the banana analogy has hit home the most. I mean, I know it's silly to think of McBaby as a fruit or veggie, but I have been, thanks to this fun little game. Not to mention I have co-workers coming to my office door each Thursday morning in anticipation of what the new week brings. Thinking of baby as a banana (and almost a foot long!) makes things seem very real. And yes, I am still struggling to think of this is real. I know some might think I am crazy, b/c how could it NOT seem real after 21 weeks. But, it's still very abstract to me and I hate that. I've heard about all of the "bonding" the mother is supposed to do with baby while in-utero and I've had a very hard time with that. I suppose it's self-preservation. Oh how I am envious of those fertile people that just pop up pregnant and live in happy oblivion that they will have a healthy baby 9 months later.

That said, since we found out about Miss McBaby I have started to get outwardly excited. I'm (more) comfortable telling people than I was. I'm more comfortable wearing clothes that accent my bump (YES I HAVE ONE!!) I'm more likely to ask questions of new moms. And as I ASK those questions I'm realizing just HOW much I know NOTHING about babies. Reproductive endocrinology? No problem. But babies? I have nothing. Less than nothing. So I'm entering a whole new arena of things to research, which, if you know me well, you know that I love. (This might also be mistaken for a way to procrastinate at work!)

There are lots of exciting things on the horizon, which I am happy to report I am ALL about.

1) shower planning!!! I know my poor friends have been bouncing off the ceiling waiting to discuss plans, but know me well enough to know that I just wasn't ready...until now.

2) hand in hand with a shower is the registry. I will preface that by saying that I have always been uncomfortable with the idea of a registry. To me, it is essentially telling people what they should buy me and that's just not me. But shower implies gifts so registering has been on my mind. And with that goes the research I talked about above. So many things, so many reviews, so many decisions.

3) my FAVORITE current exciting thing is planning the nursery. There was a time several years ago when I had ideas in my head. I'm sure my thoughts have changed alot since then. I will be making most of the "bedding set." I am not the theme type person and I can't find much I like in the way of prepackaged bedding sets. So I found the BEST, most FABULOUS fabric this weekend and I bought yards of it!!! I'll make the bedskirt, curtains, a few pillows and maybe a few other decorative things in the room. I can't wait!!! Now that fabric is chosen, next step is wall color. And of course the crib:-) I still need to decide on that. It's really down to 1 big decision, white, cherry or espresso finish. Maybe that will be on my to-do list this weekend!
So that's my week. Physically, I'm ok except for the never-ending reflux. It seems to have gotten worse over the past week or so. I won't go into details but I wouldn't wish it on anyone:-/

AND, I think I might be starting to feel little miss a bit. For the past 2 nights, I've felt these weird "thumps". No bubbles, no fluttering, etc...I think I am past that stage anyway. Silly me felt it the first time and then starting jiggling my belly and I felt it again. I have to imagine that was her?!?!? Then I got paranoid that I was going to seriously injure her by the constant belly jiggling so I stopped. We did find out at the u/s last week that I have an anterior placenta, which essentially means that 1) I am screwed up in another way, and 2) the placenta positioned as it is is stopping me from feeling her kicks, kind of like a pillow. I'll settle for the thumps though, if it is really her:-)

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Little cantelope is a....


Our 20 week u/s was yesterday. First things first, McBaby looked great. They took several measurements that were all fine, and checked out stomach, kidneys and bladder. All good.

The news everyone has been waiting for is that it is MISS McBaby:-) We are ecstatic!!!!!!

Sara came with us (since she works right down the block) and took a picture of us as the tech was showing us the goods. Yes, I was clapping:-)

She (wow, SHE!!) was once again a stubborn little thing, so we were there for quite awhile while they were getting all the measurements/pictures they needed. I declined the amnio. Even if our NT scan would have come back high-risk I wouldn't have done the amnio, so my turning it down was a no-brainer. She looked so squished in there, I have no idea how she will be comfy at the end! We also got to see her making little sucking motions with her lips. CUTE!!!!!

At this point, she is still nameless, although we have a definate front runner for first name. Arguing a bit about middle name. We'll see who wins;-)




20 weeks (and 10 pounds)