My Mom’s birth story


I asked my Mom to write out her birth story so I could share it!  I want to have a few on here before I have my very own!  I like to hear them…and they’re all so different!  I imagine what mine will be like over and over in my head!  Sweet John has agreed to take note of things that go on during labor when I can’t do so…that way I won’t forget some of the little things like what time things happened and in what order!  (Okay I know what order SOME THINGS will go in…but ya know… some things are random!)

 

When Daddy and I got married, we decided to wait until we could afford to have a baby and figured it would be about 5 years.  After talking to other parents, we realized that we were naïve in thinking that anyone can ‘afford’ to have a baby.

At the beginning of 1985, we decided to start a family. Pampaw would  be 65 years old that summer and we wanted him to see and enjoy his grandchild(ren). We didn’t tell anyone of our plans. It took six months for us to get pregnant and for five months I cried when I realized I wasn’t pregnant. When it was confirmed that I was having a baby after six months of trying, I didn’t think any day could possibly be more beautiful than that day. I was wrong. Saturday, April 19th, 1986 was the most beautiful day.

We were at Linda and David’s house on the 18th celebrating David’s birthday (one day late), when I realized I was in labor. I had previously had Braxton-Hicks contractions, but I knew what I was feeling was real labor. It started out very mild with a small amount of discomfort (no pain). It continued to be mild throughout the night and into the next morning. When the contractions came five minutes apart, we called the doctor and left for the hospital.

We arrived at East Ridge Hospital about 6:30 that morning. It was a beautiful spring day. Just outside of my room was a cherry tree in full bloom. From that day on, I have loved cherry trees.

I remember lying in bed, still only having mild discomfort with the contractions, thinking that labor was much easier than I thought it would be. I had imagined being in extreme pain, but was very pleasantly surprised. Of course, it was short-lived, but it was nice while it lasted.

The doctor came in to examine me and he was expecting to break my water. Unfortunately, my water had broken high the day before and I didn’t realize it. That meant that you were in danger of infection and my labor had to be sped up with the possibility of a c-section. The thought of having a c-section terrified me.

It wasn’t until then that I realized I wasn’t going to be pregnant much longer. I wasn’t going to feel you kick anymore. I wasn’t going feel your hiccups anymore. I wasn’t going to feel you get angry when the hiccups didn’t go away fast enough anymore. I wasn’t going to feel you inside me anymore. I was so heartbroken.

A few minutes later, I was given an injection to speed up my labor. My contractions went from “I can handle this!” to “Give me drugs NOW!!!!!!!!!!”. I believe I would have gone through it much easier if my labor had been allowed to progress at its own pace.

You were a stubborn little cuss. You were supposed to be face down, but you were on your right side (or maybe it was the other way around) and didn’t want to turn. The doctor was able to get you turned and you were born at 4:54 pm EDT (eastern daylight savings time). You were perfect! Ten fingers, ten toes and a head full of hair. We didn’t want to know if you were a boy or a girl ahead of time, but I knew in my heart that you were a girl. The nurses kept trying to tell me that your heart rate was too slow for a girl and I was going to have a boy. I told them no, I was having a girl. They just laughed, but we got the last laugh!

They rolled me into the recovery room and sent for everyone. Pampaw walked up beside me and I asked him what he thought of his little granddaughter. He couldn’t say anything. He hugged me and cried.

I wasn’t allowed to even touch you when you were born because I was running a low grade fever. I didn’t get to hold you until 11:30 that night and didn’t want to let you go. You were so beautiful! I couldn’t believe you were really mine.

God blessed me with a beautiful baby girl, who grew up to be a beautiful young lady! I thank Him every day for you!

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One good mam


I’ve been thinking a lot about this for the past few weeks. Breastfeeding. I feel like my body will do what it’s supposed to do. My girls have been giving me signs that they are going to do their fair share of the work already! Well…one of them may be a (for lack of a better term) SLACKER!!! I anticipate myself referring to the hardworking one as “my good boob”… I’ve heard that usually one side responds more than the other ….but I think one side of my lovely lady lumps is going to produce A LOT more!!
I’ll try not to say anything else negative about lefty Lucy from here on out as to give her a fair shot at success.
moving along.

I plan to exclusively breastfeed. You heard it right. She will ONLY have what I make if everything goes as planned. (but if not I won’t have hard feelings on the ole girl!;)). I really want to be able to accomplish nursing and know that I am the sole provider of Babys nourishment and am responsible for her on a whole new level! I do want her to get used to taking bottles with pumped milk in them because I want John to be a big part of this process as well. I worry that she will attach so much to me that she won’t want a bottle. I hear that creates some hardships. If your baby will only take the boob, you can’t be away from her more than a couple hours! That’s no bueno. I anticipate I’ll want to run to the store or church etc and leave her with daddy or at the church nursery for a little while. Long story short-I’m praying this works out for us! I’ll keep focused on the positive things!

For now though…my good boob and I are going to bed. Goodnight!!

Forcast for the next 2 weeks: SHOWERS!!!


I would’ve posted this sooner if my computer hadn’t been blatantly defying my authority.

Now on to the good stuff…

This Sunday I went to my first baby shower!! I am fortunate enough to have such great people in my life who were willing to do this for me! My best friend, Mother, and Aunt (and all of their husbands) went out of their way to make this pretty Georgian shower happen- and to make it awesome!

Here is the invitation:

SUPER CUTE, RIGHT???!!!! They found this on Etsy.com… If you’ve been reading up you will already know I have a thing for cute baby owl things…so this was just PERFECT!

John and I arrived shortly before the rest of our guests did to check out all the cuteness that had been assembled for me. I quickly put him to work making paper pom poms for decorations.

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On the Menu:

  • Fruit punch and personalized owl water bottles
  • Piggies in blankets
  • Ham & turkey croissants
  • Cheese plate
  • Baked macaroni and cheese (YUM)
  • FRIED PICKLES!!!!!
  • Banana cupcakes (So good, I’m still eating them!!)
  • Chocolate cupcakes

It’s already clear I had a couple of favorites on the menu. 🙂

We all sat down and mingled while eating…then, on to the BABY’S NAME ANNOUNCEMENT!! This was really exciting for me because I have been holding onto this name for months! I decided to get fortune cookies custom made for me with her name on the little pink fortunes inside...THEY WERE AWESOME! I was debating keeping the name a secret in the beginning because…well…I’M TERRIBLE AT SECRETS! There. The cat’s out of the bag. But it started to become fun when only John and I had this secret and nobody else knew! Not even our parents! I 100% recommend doing this if you are expecting!

Despite letting you know I have announced the name and that I’m bad at keeping secrets…I can’t post the name yet! We have another shower in Birmingham with a whole new bunch who don’t know the name yet. You know who you are! 🙂 But I’m even more excited because I already know how fun it was the first time and I can do it all over again at the second shower!! WOOHOO! Then I can post the name!

After the fortune cookie fun I was released to open the gifts! How fun! It seemed like I took forever because Baby was lucky to get a whoooolllleee bunch of gifts!

Off the top of my head a few of my favorites were:

  • BABY’S CRIB!!!
  • Any of the owl items! (Dish set, blankets, cups…)
  • Pink newborn tub…I’m SO excited about bath time…I hope this baby likes baths…I HOPE!!!
  • Any of the hand made things…I’m into that!
  • My summer brand baby monitor!!
  • A bright pink flower canopy from potterybarnkids
  • All the sweet clothes I got…I loved them all! I have already hung every little dress and outfit I received up!
  • Diapers and wipes (I was a little nervous that we didn’t really have more than one pack stocked up yet!)

…and of course BOOKS! My best friend had a great idea of asking for children’s books instead of cards. This way I would have a keepsake forever with the gift giver’s name and message inside the book! How great is that? I loved the idea and it was a complete surprise!

During the great gift opening, little prediction and advice cards were passed around. They asked all of the guests what they predicted what day Baby would actually arrive on, the weight, and length. And my favorite part was the ADVICE section! Everyone could write what advice they had for John and I as new parents! SO SWEET!

This shower was a complete hit and I am so thankful for my wonderful friends and family for making it all happen! I’m super excited that Baby will be brought into such a great group of people and I can barely wait for everyone to meet her now!

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EVERYTHING IS COMING TOGETHER!! I feel like I can start to let a few of my anxieties go now…

Stay tuned for next week’s shower pictures and details! I know it will be spectacular! John was sweet enough to order me a super special dress for it! It’s a good thing because after the last shower I realized that I can’t fit into any of my old dresses… Now, lets all hope it gets here in time!

 

 

 

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8 Month Post


 

So during my daily work photo shoot I noticed…I DO NOT look 8 months pregnant in this picture!  What is up with that!?

 

 

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Oh wait…THERE SHE IS!

 

 

 

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And BOOM goes the dynamite!!  How did this not show up in the first angle?  I guess you can’t be looking at me from atop a building and see that I’m pregnant.  You must be eye level with the bump.

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I’m officially 8 Months pregnant!  It feels very strange to think that my due date is at 10 months.  People really give you the stink eye when you are 8 months pregnant and due 2 MONTHS LATER!  I want to give out a little memo about how pregnancy lasts 40-42 weeks instead of just 36 weeks everytime someone inquires about my due date.  This brings me to another concern…I think my due date is wrong!  By 2 weeks almost!  I KNOW when it happened…but I’m not sure what warrents an offical due date change.  I really started to think about it last week when I was told I was measuring a little over a week ahead…it all makes sense now!  I supposed it’s not the end of the world… so I’ll let it slide!

 

The specifics:

 

How far along: 32 weeks (8 MONTHS!!!)

Size of baby:  She should weigh around 3.75lbs.  And will gain 1/2 a lb a week from now on! … So that’s why I’m so tired!  Large jicama (what the heck is that?!)  Okay here’s a better reference…she’s the size of the front wheel on the original big wheel!  🙂  I got that from a really cute blog I stumbled upon!  (http://www.hisboyscanswim.com/dads-pregnancy-guide) There’s another post on the same blog about pregnancy gas that is HILARIOUS!!

Cravings:  Ice cream for sure.  I eat that about every other night!  WATER please!!  I can’t get enough of it.   I think that means that baby’s fluid is restoring more often than in the past…because I will drink a couple GALLONS a day…and I can assure you that only 1/8 of that comes back out!  Information overload on that one!

 

Symptoms:

  • I find myself exhausted some days…and they’re usually the days where I’ve done NOTHING!  I can only describe it as the first day of the flu.  Ya know…that day where you’re not sure that you’re actually sick or just have a little allergy problem but you’re SUPER tired!  And you’re in denial that your really sick.  That’s it.  That’s the feeling I get.
  • Shortness of breath…stairs really get the best of me.  Or if I turn to quickly to one side in the bed I will start coughing because I feel like my lungs can’t fill with air.
  • Poor self-esteem.  Ya’ll I’ve never weighed this much in my life and it’s hard.  We don’t have a mirror in our bathroom, and normally that would be a big problem – not right now.  I don’t want to look at myself!  I’m pale…I’m an extra 20 (?) lbs…I walk funny…the list goes on!  I can’t even fit into all of my favorite PJ’s…and I thought those were forgiving!  I’ve been trying to do things for myself lately like get a pedicure, paint my nails, apply self tanner every day (HELL-O Snookie!), and fluff my hair up a little…but it’s still hard to bump the negative thoughts out of my head!

Sleep:  HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!  I wish I could just sleep for a solid 8 hours.  I get 5 hours max.  And they’re just not sound…I almost always wake up at random times and then hear things that grab my attention and make it hard to go back to sleep.  If I’m working the next day I will almost surely wake up 45 minutes before my alarm goes off…just to RUIN those last few minutes of sleep I could’ve had.  So irritating!

Big things happening soon:

  • My showers!  I’m so excited for them both!  I will make a post with the invitations on them once I edit out the addresses!
  • My fortune cookies came in!  For those of you who don’t already know this- I had 100 custom fortune cookies made for my showers.  They all have the top secret name inside on a pink sheet of paper!  I’m super excited for everyone to see them and announce the name!  🙂
  • I guess I need to post on “The Great Belly Button Watch” because something big is going on there also!!
  • We tour the maternity floor at my work next Monday… THAT  BEING SAID… I want to tour the NEW BROOKWOOD WOMEN’S CENTER!  But the sad news is that it doesn’t open until my official due date of December 3rd!  What luck!  They won’t do tours until that date either!  Since I work here and I’m sneaky…I investigated just waddling myself down there and taking a peek without any specific guidance… big negative.  Not happening.  I asked an inside source about what sort of steps I would need to take to just peer into the new womens center and I was told to stay away!  Apparently last week a construction worker bit the dust in the new center.  For real.  If that’s not bad ju ju…I don’t know what is!  I don’t want to be smooshed!  I will wait.  But regardless, what a bummer.

Time for Spaghetti O’s!  Peace.

 

 

 

 

Knock Knock…Who’s there?!


Have you ever been at home and heard the door bell ring…but before you could scamper to the door the person rings it AGAIN?!

I have this problem at work. Minus the door bell. And house.

I stay in an office by myself. A SMALL office…it has a window, you can see how far away I sit from the door if you peek in when you knock!

People constantly knock on my door. I take a good 5-10 seconds to get out of the chair. I have the turtle on it’s back syndrome now…it used to only take me 2 seconds to get to the door. I understand it’s a longer wait time to get into my office…but is 5-10 seconds unreasonable!? It must be because they KNOCK AGAIN!!! People, if you’re unsure that I’ve heard you…you could just peek in and see that I’m trying to get my butterball self out of my swivel chair to let you in!

:::sigh:::

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The business


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Things we’ve done the past few days:

John brought me home some sunflowers!!! How awesome are they?! They look great in our new dining room!!

I found out captain ds started to carry my favorite…FRIED PICKLEs!!!!!! …..however, I must include that although they look GLORIOUS…they just tasted like fried air. (thanks dear for the great description) I need to write a letter. Dear Captain….

John primed and painted the kitchen! It looks great!!!

And today was birth class Monday!
I usually complain about the thing, but tonight wasn’t too bad. We learned about swaddling and how to hold baby while breastfeeding. Two things that I did not have prior knowledge of! I got a few pictures of John with our class baby haha! I liked picking it up and holding it…it makes me REALLY want to hold my own baby ASAP!!!!! I hadnt thought much about it until tonight but it’s stuck in my head now! I want to hold her, smell her, play with her feet…all that jazz!!! I guess I’ll have to wait a little longer.
One thing that made me like the class more tonight was the instructor took time to feel my tummy. I asked her if she could feel how baby e was turned. I like having people do all that belly rubbin’ business!!! It makes me feel special and paid attention to!! 🙂 pet me!!!!!

Cat nabber


I cannot believe I forgot to ever write this down.
I’ll set the scene.
It’s the first Tuesday night we spent at our new home. John was out bowling. And I assumed bowling would not fare well on someone already carrying a bowling ball around her waist-so here I am…at home watching teen mom. (yay!!!)
My cat had been missing for a day since we moved. He’s a pretty typical looking cat. Ya know…long tail…kinda fluffy…orange fur. I mean…nothing fancy. He has personality though!
So I go outside to check the mail…it’s dark. I’m impaired (visually). In fact I probably could not recognize my best friend if she were 4 feet in front of me without my glasses on. It’s bad. It gets worse at night.
Ok so anyways…getting the mail.
I see Dega (the orange furry guy) across the street just hanging out at the neighbors! (what nerve!!!) I sassily stomp across the street, ask him what the heck he was thinking, and proceed to Carry him home like a purse.
We are in the middle of the street when I notice he has lost weight. I lift him to eye level to see where his spare tire went. Not my cat. By the look on his face he realized he was not my cat LONG ago!!! (probably when I drug him from his owners yard!!!!)
Ugh. Really?! I’ve been in this neighborhood 3 days and I’ve already cat nabbed? What will they all say at the next community meeting? And where is my REAL cat?!
Luckily the correct cat came back home the next day.
BUT I can’t help but wonder…does this happen with human children?!!!!
Can we say mother of the year??!
People, this is serious. I’ve lived with that cat for 3 years. How did I not know?!! I mean I will have only been around princess a very short time when I foresee us going shopping!! What if someone with a cute little baby girl nestled in a chicco grey and pink stroller, sits their baby next to mine as I reach for some cheesy poofs on the top shelf? I turn around and grab what I think is my stroller and baby…only to get home and find I have someone else’s little cookie monster?!!!!
How do I explain that to John?! Or even worse the Babys mom?! Oh heavens…

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Peeves and other thoughts


I’m a little peeved. Ticked, if you will.

Two things. Target and pier 1.

Recently I started to read a ton of TERRIBLE baby registry reviews. Apparently Target doesn’t take too kindly to returning items from registries, even if the gifter bought it THROUGH the registry and has proof that it was purchased. That makes me nervous.

Then I go to my target baby registry today…I’m locked out. Indefinitely said the target representative. She said she would create me a new registry under a different email and put all my items on it so it could be accessed by myself and others. It hasn’t updated yet 😦 What if she deleted my HOURS OF GOING CRAZY OVER THIS REGISTRY!! When I say HOURS that may be an understatement. I stressed out about this registry for a few weeks…hours each night… Please target, don’t do this. I will drive to your store and tell you what I think.

Secondly – Pier 1. They have this ADORABLE PUMPKIN OWL on their seasonal webpage home. Apparently they don’t sell the thing. Really? You got me to fall in love with this sweet little owl and now I can’t have him!? The nerve!!!!!

I digress.

The past couple of days have been…well…TAXING! I just feel worthless. I don’t want to do anything at all. I’m super tired. My stomach is hurting from stretching out. Maybe a combination of braxton hicks also. It gets SUPER HARD. Sometimes I have to buckle over and take a few breaths and focus on traveling to where ever I was going! It is no fun. Even when I sleep it’s never restful. I toss and turn with only 2 options. Right side. Left side. Rinse and repeat. Alllllllllll night long. It even hurts to walk these days…in more than one way! My feet kill. And my hoo-haa is a whole different ball game. It is awful. I really just feel like baby e will fall out sometimes. My Dr has assured me this will not happen. but walking around when you feel as if your baby may fall out is difficult. And racks the ole nerves.

What’s going on in there?

How many weeks: 31 weeks 2 days

Weight gain: Johns evil scale and I are not on speaking terms. I will update this later.

Baby size: 16.25 inches long and 3.3 lbs (the size of 4 naval oranges)

What’s baby doing? Pushing Mommy around mostly. Her irises can dilate and respond to light. She is gaining a lot of weight – .5lbs a week!!! That means Mommy is going to be even more of a cow!

What I miss:

  • Going out with my friends for a saturday night of fun. I’ve found Saturday TV is not really ideal. No fair…everyone else gets to go out and all that jazz and Mommy has to just sit on the couch drinking milk.
  • Breathing out of my nose. I dearly miss that one.
  • Walking normally.
  • SLEEP!!!!!
  • Half of my wardrobe.
  • The cute little kicks…now they are somewhat assaulting. 😦
  • Being able to comfortably shave my legs.
  • Being able to do french tips on my own toes. After reaching for them more than a minute I can’t breath because I’ve smooshed the baby up into my lungs! That doesn’t work out anymore.

What I crave: Fried pickles still. I don’t eat as much as I used to because I start to feel like garbage once I eliminate the remainder of space left in my body by adding food.

What I’m looking forward to:

  • Pumpkin carving!!!
  • Both my baby showers! I’m super excited I get fried pickles at a shower…I’ve never seen that before! LOVE IT!!!
  • Painting the baby’s room.
  • Finishing our cabinets.
  • Going to church in the am. Miss that.
  • The brookwood medical center tour next week.

Things I find myself often pondering:

  • What things will and will not change in our household?
  • What will I need after the baby showers for the baby…will it be a lot? What if we don’t get all she needs?
  • When will I start nesting?
  • When will she decide to come? Early? Late?
  • Is she head down? I think so???

Sleepy time. Night Night.

Divvy it up!


What To Expect:

Baby – 7 1/2 lbs
Placenta- 1 1/2 lbs
Aminotic Fluid- 2 pounds
Uterine Enlargement – 2 Pounds
Breast Tissue – 2 pounds
Blood Volume – 4 pounds
Fluids in Maternal tissue- 4 pounds
Maternal Fat stores – 7 pounds

That is if you gained 30 pounds. Approx weight.

That’s encouraging. Even my blood is fat. I feel like a cow sometimes lol I hope it all goes away when baby comes!!!! 🙂

ALMOST 31 weeks!!


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I encounter some interesting people throughout my day.  Because I work in a large place…the people are rather…eclectic.  They say some really off the wall things to me.  Things, that if I didn’t know their personality, would probably make me feel really bad!

I’d like to quote a few people:

  • “oh my gosh Bell, you’ve REALLY been eating, huh?!”
  • “You just get bigger and bigger every day I see you!”
  • “Are you like, about to give birth soon!?” (ok that one was a little inappropriate but I couldn’t leave it out!)

Good thing I can tell when people mean well! 🙂

I have to wonder if I’ve said inappropriate things to pregnant women before and just never gave it a second thought because I meant well!

 

How many weeks: 31 (well, almost!)

Size of baby: Um…maybe 3lbs?  I don’t think they update what size they think she is until we do another ultrasound.  They DID say I was measuring a week ahead (at 32 weeks)…which is a change because I WAS a week behind.  I’ve done some major growing in 2 weeks.  It’s pretty evident to myself and others.

Total Weight Gain: according to Johns evil scale- 22lbs

Movement: A lot.  All the time!!!  I can press around my tummy and figure out if I am feeling a head or feet…IT’S CREEPY.  John agrees.  He keeps saying: “stop picking on the baby!!!!!”

Sleep: Hah.  No.  3-4 hours a night.  And it’s usually not quality sleep.

What I miss:  Sitting and standing comfortably.  The only comfortable position is laying down on my side…even when I sit, my stomach presses against my legs!  EW!

Cravings:  I can’t really pin point any cravings this week.  A lot of the time, I feel like there’s just no way that anything else can fit inside of my abdomen…maybe that’s why I don’t really specifically crave anything right now.  Don’t get me wrong, I eat A LOT.

Symptoms: Ugh.  My pelvis hurts really bad.  My feet are a close second with hurting today.  Unpleasant things are happening to my bust.  I don’t even have the guts to go mention what they are.

Clothes:  I LOVE FRANCESCA’S!!!  They have stuff that I would wear on a normal day (and will later).    I’m not super duper into maternity stores.  Well, except for pants.  Regular pants don’t work for me now.  I have even grown out of some of my maternity jeans.  No bueno.

Good things that happened this week:

  • I started painting our cabinets so they don’t look so old fashioned.
  • John’s mom brought over the dog zapper.  (We WILL train these darn dogs!!!!!!)
  • The doctor assured me that the baby is not falling out.  Contrary to what I have been thinking.  The pressure is crazy!
  • It’s teen mom tuesday.  The best night for television ever.  Too bad this is the last one for a while!
  • Although birth class was terrifying, we had a moment of laughter during what was supposed to be meditation.  I almost peed my pants I was laughing so hard at John.

Post Maternity Class


Hey, Ya’ll! Let me introduce you to someone in my class. Some know her as Anxiety Annie, some fondly refer to her as Prozac Peggy, I like to call her Scary Mary.

Scary Mary is afraid of EVERYTHING!!! And she can tell you every horror birth story she’s ever heard. People, I would not lie to you about this. The girl nearly has a panic attack when we talk about birth and babies in general. Right before she speaks, everyone kind of looks around the room like “here we go with this girl -who has documented any unpleasant pregnancy there ever was on the face of the earth.”

Teacher: ” Any concerns with birth so far based on the video?”

Prozac Peggy: ” Oh yes, me, I DO!!!! When my momma had me, she was ripped plum to her B – hole!!!! She had the infection where poop seeps through the vaginal wall and comes out her hoo haa. It was terrible!!!! What a dumb doctor she had.”

REALLY PEGGY? PLEASE STOP. In fact, please withdraw yourself from this particular course. You are making all of us look like a deer staring right into the car that will inevitably hit it.

Maybe she will go into labor early and we won’t all have to be horrified every class by her anymore!

John and I are the couple who giggle when the Anus is shown in a diagram. haha come’on… you know it’s funny!!

I hate this class. There. I said it.

It just scares me more than normal and I want to run out of it every time!!!

One good bit of news came from this class. They announced that the fancy new birthing suite opens dec 3. THAT IS MY DUE DATE!!!!!!! SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS!!!! Maybe this will change my mind on wanting her early! 🙂

Today started out bad. But it is ending well with this bit of knowledge and now I’m home with my honey.

Here’s to a better day at work tomorrow! Today was a little too sub par.

Google fail.


Tonight is another birthing class (cue scary music)…

They scare me more than TLC’s  “A Baby Story”!

What’s worse is I randomly see the women who put together this class at my workplace…and all I can think about is I need to tell them to cut out the part where they shove a baby doll through a skeleton pelvis.  Avoidance is key here, people.

Maybe these classes are why I only get 3-4 hours of sleep a night.

I got to hear baby move around for around an hour today at the DR office…it was neat, but a little nerve racking because I CANNOT READ FETAL MONITOR STRIPS!  I was alone with said fetal machine.  So when something strange would print out I wanted to say “HEY COME IN HERE AND LOOK AT THIS WHAT’S GOING ON!?”  Apparently nothing.  And googling “how to read a fetal monitor” didn’t get me anywhere today.

Say a little prayer for my feet tonight.  They may never be the same.

30 week 2 days post


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So I decided to get a little dolled up today in an effort to feel less cow like and more lady like!

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Hello baby bump…You’re unknowingly in your 70th photoshoot.

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I love Archamedes my hooty hoo owl!  He watches over baby E when I’m in la la land!

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I love these lil ole boots!  Got them at target a few years ago on the cheap cheap!

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Today I helped my Auntie kay with a wedding she was hosting at her house.  It was all very nice!  I did sit back and notice some children though.  I see kids all the time that are disrespectful and into everything and I have to think to myself: “Oh no.  Not MY BABY!!!!”   My baby will be polite and kind…she will listen to Mommy and Daddy.  And if she doesn’t, she and I will have a little talk that will hopefully clear up any confusion about what should be going on.

I think this a lot.  Why do some parents just let their kids run around and be terrorists!?  lol  Not my baby.

We have a lot to learn on how to discipline in general.  You see we have 2 disobedient dogs.  We are learning that spanking does not help when dogs do something wrong.  Why the heck would it work on children?  We will eventually obtain some super special secret about disciplining children and our little girl will be a perfect angel.  Mark my words!  lol  Maybe she will be such an angel, she will never need to be disciplined! 🙂

It’s crazy to think that in 6 weeks, if our girl were born, she would be healthy and not need to go to the NICU for any help.  THAT IS INSANE.  That is SO SOON!!!  I have so much to do!  And how do I do it when my feet kill!?  I guess where there is a will there is a way.

Nice to finally post.  Off to bed now and I promise I will have something nice up tomorrow evening!!

30 weeks


How many weeks? 30

What do I crave? Bacon topped donuts

How do I feel? Ugh. 😦 my feet. My pelvis. My stuffy nose!!!! I’m just uncomfortable…which is discouraging because I still have a couple more months to go and to get worse!! And I feel SO unattractive. Acquiring a beer belly in a few moths can do that to a girl.

What do I like to do? Same as usual. Lay down. Feel and watch baby move. Rest. I wish everyone could join me in all this resting and baby moving!

Big things that are happening:

Jersey shore tonight. Aww yea.

Birthing classes every Monday. THEY FREAK ME OUT! The best part is when the lady brings out a pelvis skeleton and shoves a doll through it. Really?!!! Lady, if you want me go be mode relaxed about birth-show me how the epirdural works. I already know how the baby comes out. Or at least the general area of which all focus will be , and the baby -to-exit- size ratios. It’s like an improper fraction. In my…pelvis.

Things I like:
My pink nail polish. Mainly because I can’t reach my toes long enough to do French tips anymore.

Owls. Heart be still. Owls are the “in thing” and that means every store is coming out with cute decorations and clothes with owls!

Pregnancy blogs. I can’t get enough of seeing other pregnant journeys!!!

Things that creep me out:
Hair feathers. Okay, I like owls. I don’t like owls in my hair. Birds are strange.

Crime shows. I’ve been fine with these until we moved…now they get incorporated into my dreams. Not cool. My dreams are way to vivid… And I’ve figured out I dream exactly what I worry about.

What I need to do:
Paint the Babys room.