Picture Timeline – Month 2-3

Almost caught up! So, month 2-3, we were really getting into a routine and I was getting the hang of things. She slept pretty well – still getting up twice a night most nights, but by the end of the month, she had a few nights where she slept straight till about 6 am. Awesome!

Funny sleep positions!

She would occasionally roll to her side to sleep

Still loved sleeping on daddy!

Do you see these eyelashes?!

No doctor’s appointment during this month, but I weighed her and she was about 12.5 lbs. We also took a few more outings this month to stores – pretty much anyplace I didn’t need a shopping cart since I didn’t want to push both a shopping cart and a stroller or take up the whole shopping cart with her carseat. I’ve gotten several comments on how quiet and alert she is when we go out! She’s such a good girl! She loves car rides and being pushed in her stroller. I save food trips for Saturdays – Saturdays have become “Mommy Decompresses Day”. I go out by myself and do whatever errands need to be done. It’s actually pretty relaxing and Chris gets bonding time with Emily! And then on Sundays Chris cooks for me – omelets in the morning and crock pot dinners! What a sweet hubby!

Also, I forgot to mention in the last post, but near the end of month 1-2, Chris had to go up to Chicago for business for a week, so my mom came to stay with me. I wasn’t quite ready to be on my own yet, so I was so happy and grateful she offered to come help. It was nice to have not only her help with Emily, but her company! I wish we could see our families more often. Right around when Emily hit 3 months, Chris had to go back up to Chicago for part 2 of his training program and this time, I decided to brave it on my own. It actually wasn’t too bad. She was pretty good all week and she’s in bed by 7, so the evenings were pretty quiet. A little lonely – I missed my Cripper! – but at least I could relax a bit. I only had one extra feeding a night to take on, but man, that extra feeding around 4 or 5 am is a doozy. I could barely keep my eyes open during it. I’m so grateful Chris takes that feeding time normally. A lot of times, I’m still awake if she gets up at 12-2 am, so those aren’t too hard on me. Anyway, I was so happy to have Chris back at the end of the week! I really missed him.

In playtime, Emily still loved books during months 2-3, and I got a bunch of used Disney storybooks from Amazon to indoctrinate her! I also played her a few videos I found on YouTube of Disney songs, haha. She still loved Monkey and the play mat and had become a pro at holding her head up. Still didnt really love tummy time though.

In addition to batting at things, she discovered her hands could open and hold things like Monkey, though I still had to guide her hands onto them (she figured out how to hold her hands together on her own though). She also LOVED sucking on her hands – well, not so much sucking as licking them. It was kinda funny. And noisy! But it irritates her hands, so when she’s up, I try to give her the pacifier anytime she starts to do that. Mostly she loved staring at her hands intensely.

Drooling started up a bit and she started making more sounds – still the “hoo” sound from month 1-2, but she added in b sounds and g sounds. I also swear she was starting to work on “Monkey” – it sounded a bit like “unka” and maybe it was just a coincidence, but she would typically say it while looking at Monkey!

 

She loves watching daddy make silly faces! She always has huge smiles for him when he gets home from work.

And of course we had more cute outfits!

 

First Valentine's Day! There's a big heart on the butt!

She's got some attitude in this shot! A glimpse into our future?

 

I love her in hats! 🙂

Miscellaneous foot shot!

 

Still don't know whose feet she has. Her toes are too similar in length to be mine and too long to be his.

And here’s her 3 month shots:

 

I love this shot of her. She's so cute!

I do not love this shot of me (what's up with my crazy eyes?! Not to mention the bad hair.), but this was the best I got. Emily looks cute!

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Picture timeline – month 1-2!

Here’s month 2! She still did a lot of this:

But! Around a month, we started to transition her to her crib at night. We started putting her in her crib little bits each evening and by about a month and a half, she was sleeping in her crib! During month 2, she’d still wake up 2-3 times a night to eat, but would go back to sleep easily after each feeding. It made a huge difference in our sleep to have Emily in her crib at night.

During the day, she did still spend a good amount of time napping (in her swing – we’re still working on naps in her crib…), but she spent some more time awake!

And she wore some cute outfits!

We also got to try out some of her toys finally!

She loves her play mat! That monkey above her is her favorite. She smiles big at him, talks to him and she started batting at him pretty quickly (she seems to favor her left hand, but I'm not sure it means anything this early). She's now grabbing him and pulling him down! This thing also has music that gets stuck in our heads way too easily, haha.

Tummy time! Early on, working on her neck control.
A bit later in the month, her neck control was a bit better.
First time in her Bebe Pod. She’s not so sure about it.

And gradually, we started to see her smile!

Most of the time, when I tried to catch a smile early on, she’d stop as soon as she saw my phone. This was a smile on it’s way out, but happened to look like our “silly smile”!
Had to capture this smile on the sly. A bit sleepy looking, but it’s getting there!
Ta-da!

I love her smile. She gets a little crinkle in her nose sometimes. It just makes me so happy to go into her room in the morning and see her look up at me and smile! And she loves to be read to; as soon as I start to read, she gets a huge smile.

Also, I forgot to mention in the last post, she’s been growing well! If you recall, her birth weight was 6 lbs 10 oz. She had lost only a few oz before we left the hospital and when I went to see the breastfeeding consultant a few days later, was back up to her birth weight. At her 1 week appointment, she was up to, I believe, 6 lbs 15 oz. At one month (and a week – her 1 month got pushed back a week due to snow), she hit 8 lbs 8 oz and at 2 months, she was up to 10 lbs 15 oz! The doctor has been very happy with her growth. She also got her first round of shots at 2 months. She was not pleased. She was in a wonderful mood for the appointment and the doctor commented on how alert and happy she seemed (and also strong, she kept trying to kick him as he was checking her out!), but between the check-up and the shots, she decided she’d had enough of being out and started crying. Once she was given her shots, she stopped crying momentarily, got really red-faced, and then let out a wail. I felt so bad. But after I picked her up, she seemed to quiet down fairly quickly. She was a little grumpy the rest of the afternoon, but slept like a log that night. She also didn’t have much of a reaction to the shots. Her temperature went up to about 99, but that was it. I gave her some infant tylenol and she seemed totally fine the next day.

We also had more visitors during month 2. My mom came back for the first week of January and as she was leaving, Chris’s parents came to visit, and as they were leaving, my sister came to visit! It was nice to have everyone stay with us. I know Emily must’ve loved all the attention. Though, I’m just now realizing, I don’t have pictures from any of our family’s visits. If you guys are reading, do you have pictures of you with Emily from your stay?

And finally, here’s her 2 month shots:

 

Picture timeline – month 0 to 1

Ok, so I’ve decided the task of writing entries for everything that has happened in the past 3 months is just too daunting to me, so I’m going to make a few picture posts instead. With a few words here and there. This post is month 1!

For the first month, she did a lot of this:

Froggy Emily

Snuggly Emily

Funny position

And although those pictures show her sleeping in her swing and pack n play, she mostly slept here:

Reindeer buttBear butt

Everyone pile on

Everyone pile on!

No worries, he's just imitating her. No risk of her falling!

Daddy was Emily’s favorite spot to sleep. No one got much sleep that first month. The first week, we set up camp in the living room, with one of us sleeping while the other tended to Emily. By week 2, we had moved upstairs and we both slept at night, but since Emilly would only sleep on his chest, Chris slept very lightly and so was really tired. I tried to have her sleep on my chest, but I guess I must smell like milk because she would just bounce her head around on my chest, get frustrated, and cry.

Though once in a while, I got lucky:

Tutu!

The first week was tough. Emily was having trouble latching, which led to both of us being really frustrated, so I started pumping exclusively by week 3, which I’m still doing. It works out for us. My supply seems fine and we’re both happy. I found out this week though, that our insurance only pays $5 of the hospital pump rental fee, so I just returned it and have bought my own. No sense in wasting $60 a month for something I can’t keep. My Pump In Style Advanced seems to work just as well as the hospital grade one (just a tad louder), so I’m happy!

My parents came to stay with us for the first week, which was so helpful. I was really sad to see them go, though. I was still pretty overwhelmed at that point, but it was almost Christmas, so Chris started to use up his vacation time. Chris only had 3 days of vacation and 2 days of holiday, so we tried to space it out and have him talk half days the week after Christmas. My mood seemed to start stabilizing around Christmas. I was happier and starting to feel a bit more comfortable in my new role as mommy. Christmas was nice, although Emily slept through all of it. Most of the presents under the tree were for her, though!

Christmastuckered out

And every once in a while she’d actually wake up!

Almost blue steel? Zoolander would be proud.

Suspicious baby!

And here’s her 1 month shot (I’ll do this shot each month):

1 month!

(Gotta start her early on the Disney! You may have noticed a new ticker at the top of my page – Chris’s mom convinced us that it’s never too early to take her, so we and both of our families are going to Disney World for her first birthday! 😀 )

Our birth story

Well, I don’t even know where to begin, having been away from the blog for so long. In fact, I’m a bit overwhelmed when I think of all I have to write about…I guess I’ll just start with the beginning and work my way up to the present. So, I guess we’ll start with the birth story.

As you may recall, I was scheduled for an induction, so Chris and I arrived at the hospital on Dec. 8th around 5 pm – the last time we’d just be us two. I was a little bit nervous and a lot excited. My bag was all packed – by the way, I brought WAAY too much stuff. Those lists that tell you what to bring? Way too much! All I used of my own while I was there were my shower toiletries, the baby book to get footprints, and one magazine. And of course a going home outfit for me and Emily. Didn’t wear the nightgown, nursing bras, socks, underwear, or slippers – I wore the hospital gown and those hideous mesh panties and huge diaper pads while I was there. And didn’t read most of my collection of books/magazines or watch any movies – I just didn’t have time (I’d been told that induced births can take a while when the cervix is not terribly favorable, as mine wasn’t – that’s why I needed the cervadil before the induction technically began). After we checked in quickly (I had preregistered), we settled in and ordered some dinner while we waited for the doctor to come to put in my cervadil. I had to wait a bit to eat since I had to get approval to eat – I knew I wouldn’t be able to eat the next day, but most people were pretty sure I could eat that night. Dinner was pretty meh – basically some fairly tasteless hamburger meat formed into “steak”, some green beans, and a small salad, but I was still on my GD diet, so my options from the room service menu were pretty limited.

me before baby

Waiting for dinner. By the way, I'm not sure why these pictures have this gray bar at the bottom...

Finally, the doctor showed up and put the cervidil in place (not terribly pleasant) and I had to stay in bed for at least 2 hours afterwards, for it to start to take effect, I guess. After the 2 hours I could get up if I needed to, but was advised to stay in bed as much as possible so the cervidil didn’t shift too much. Using the bathroom was interesting with a giant string hanging from me. They also came in around 10 and gave me a sleeping pill to help me sleep to rest up for the next day. It didn’t do much. I didn’t sleep much that night. While they told me that the cervidil would simply get my cervix more favorable for the induction the next day and that it probably wouldn’t start contractions, it did. They were fairly mild at first, but by morning, they were starting to hurt. The doctor checked my progress in the morning and I was really disappointed to hear that I was only at barely 2 cm. After a full night of contractions, I was hoping for a little more than that. So, at that point, my IV was put in and we started up the pitocin to get labor going. Fairly quickly, my contractions started picking up. A couple hours later, I was checked again and again was highly disappointed to hear I’d only gotten to 3 cm. I was hurting pretty bad at this point, so the nurse offered some narcotic pain medication, which I happily accepted. That was fun. It didn’t take away the pain completely, but took the edge off and made me super sleepy. I could barely keep my eyes open. Meanwhile, every once in a while, they would increase my dose of pitocin.

After about 2 hours, the pain medication started to wear off and the contractions were getting pretty bad, so I asked about getting an epidural. I was a bit scared about getting it, since it’s a needle in your spine, but I was in pain. It was fairly quick getting it in, but it hurt a bit and I remember struggling to keep perfectly still through the contractions. I started feeling relief pretty quickly, but it only lasted a while. I was given a button to push for an extra dose, which I ended up pushing a few times, plus having the anesthesiologist come and give me an extra larger dose on top of those. I’m not sure if I just expected too much of the epidural (like, pain completely gone and only feeling pressure) or if it didn’t work too well on me, but I was still definitely feeling a good amount of pain. Very soon after getting the epidural, I was laying there, with my external monitors around my belly and felt a big movement, heard a pop, and felt a gush of warm liquid, as if I had just peed in the bed. It didn’t hurt or anything and I just remember saying something like “Oh! Uh, I’m suddenly very moist…” and looking at the nurse who checked me, to find out that my water had broken. So much for worrying that I wouldn’t notice it if it happened at home. I couldn’t have missed that! About an hour after getting the epidural, the monitor was showing me to be having very frequent, very strong contractions and they were stressing the baby just a bit, so they dialed back the pitocin. The doctor came in to check me and I was at 8 cm! I had progressed very quickly. Everyone seemed pretty surprised. Including me! Especially considering the night and morning of slow progress, I figured I’d be in labor till the next day, as the doctors had warned me might happen. Nope, I was having this baby very soon!

It was at this point that I started to freak out a bit. I was in a lot of pain, wondering why the epidural wasn’t working as well as I’d hoped, a bit overwhelmed with the quick progress and knowing that the baby would be here soon, and worrying about the baby after hearing that her heart rate was dropping a bit with the very strong contractions, so they gave me some oxygen. That seemed to help the baby, but it didn’t help me much. I felt kind of claustrophobic with the mask. I also remember my teeth chattering a lot. I kind of got to a point where it hurt so much I didn’t think I could do it, and I’m sure I said as much. And oddly, most of the pain was in my butt. I felt like it was going to explode (though I’m told I didn’t poop on the bed/floor at all! Yay!). Chris was wonderful though. He held my hand and kept saying really encouraging things to me. He knew I could do it. Soon, I was getting a strong urge to push and I told the nurse and they checked me once more, finding me to be fully dilated. So, I started pushing. I was happy to be moving on to the final part, but I didn’t feel like my pushes were doing anything. And they were exhausting. The nurse suggested that instead of the typical hold your legs back and push technique, we try me basically playing tug of war with her with a towel. Oddly, that helped me get the right kind of pushes going. I was getting about 4 good pushes per contraction. Finally, they told me could see the baby’s head and they called in the doctor (meanwhile I didn’t want to stop and wait – I just wanted to finish it!). I could tell by Chris’s voice that she was almost here – he sounded so excited and amazed. I’m actually really surprised he looked. Beforehand, he was sure he’d be a “above the waist only” support.  A few more pushes and her head was out. This was incredibly painful. I was really happy and so excited that she was about to arrive, but wow, it hurt.  One more and the rest of her was out. Compared to her head, that second push to get the rest of her out was nothing. I could feel that I tore, but once they put her on my chest, I completely forgot about everything. The next few minutes were a blur. I remember Chris kissing me and telling me how proud he was of me. And then he went and grabbed the camera and started taking pictures of our daughter as they checked her out and wiped her off. I also remember the placenta coming out in a gush (sorry, that’s pretty gross imagery) but I don’t remember pushing it out, and I remember being sewn up (I’m told I had second degree tears up and down – ow), but mostly I was just watching everyone clean up our daughter (I do remember asking if she was, in fact, a girl, which obviously she was.). She was crying, so I knew she was fine, but I just wanted to hold her. Chris, unfortunately, didn’t get to cut her cord, but it wasn’t something he felt really strongly about and we hadn’t mentioned it, so it’s not that big a deal. Finally, after they checked her out (she got 9’s on her Apgars!) and cleaned her off a bit, she was wrapped up in her little burrito blanket and handed to me and I was just in shock that I had a baby. She was here.

Going into this, I didn’t really have a birth plan. I knew I’d be getting pain medication and obviously I knew I’d need to be induced, but beyond that I pretty much just wanted to get our daughter here safely. I trusted the doctors to do whatever was necessary and to advise me in the appropriate manner. They were great and I’m so thankful to them for helping us deliver our daughter. I’m also so thankful to the nurses. Every nurse I met during my stay was so nice – comforting me when I was scared, encouraging me when I needed it, and genuinely seemed excited about the birth of our daughter. I do wish the epidural worked better, but I really don’t think that was anyone’s fault. Chris was amazing and so helpful. I couldn’t have done this without him. He was so positive and encouraging and that really helped me. It was amazing to see him with our daughter after she was born – just to see him look at her with such love and hold her for the first time made me so happy. He’s such a good dad and he really loves her. It’s amazing how an experience like that can really strengthen your love for someone. I’ve never felt closer to him. Chris, I love you so much.

And of course, Emily. Our perfect, healthy, beautiful daughter. It was so amazing to meet her finally after having her grow inside me for 10 months. As someone with a master’s in biology, it amazes me that something that starts out so small, resulting from just this sperm meeting just that egg with perfect timing, grew into this amazing little person who’s a little of me and a little of Chris. As a mother, I’m just so happy to have her here – this baby that we so wanted and prayed for. The baby who looked like a gummy bear in our first ultrasound, the baby who made me cry when I first saw her heart flickering on the screen and again later when the ultrasound tech told us it was a girl, the baby that I felt kick me all day long, but mostly at night (and oh, did her wakeful nights continue, but more on that later, haha). Our “babet”. The baby who made me a mom.

Birth info

Birth info

Nurses checking baby

Nurses checking her out

Cranky baby

Emily looking a bit cranky. You can see her tiny dimple here!

Baby feet!

Baby feet!

Holding Emily

Right after they handed her back to me.

Face closeup

Closeup of Emily's face.

Burrito Emily

Burrito Emily

Holding Emily day 2

Holding Emily on day 2

Sleeping beauty

Sleeping beauty

Introducing…

Emily Elise!

Mom and baby

Born December 9th, 2010 at 3:20 PM, weighing 6 lbs 10 oz and measuring 19.5 inches. We’re all doing well!

Baby's favorite place to sleep - Daddy!

Baby's favorite place to sleep - Daddy!

Put me back!!

"Put me back!!"

Mom and baby meet

Getting ready to go home!

Getting ready to go home!

Obviously, I have a lot to update since she’s now 3 weeks old, so I promise I’ll work on that!

38/39 weeks!

Well, this is going to be my last pregnancy post! We had a doctor’s appointment yesterday and the doctor decided that it would be a good idea to set an induction date since I’m due next Wednesday and they don’t want me to go past that, if possible, due to the GD. There aren’t any problems (my blood sugar has been great, babet’s not too big and she’s still good and active and passed this week’s non-stress test with flying colors), so no worries. It’s just a precaution with GD patients. At the same time, last week’s ultrasound showed that babet appears ready to come. Plus, 39 weeks really isn’t too early. 38 weeks is technically considered full term.

So, this Wednesday night (tomorrow), I’m checking into the hospital and getting a cervidil put in to help soften my cervix (I was actually about 1 cm dilated yesterday (by the way, ow. I DO NOT like cervix checks!), but still pretty thick. The doctor did say he could feel babet’s head though, I guess just beyond, so I think that’s a good thing, meaning that she’s down in position.) and then Thursday morning, they’ll start me on pitocin to induce labor. I’m a little nervous, again, because I’ve heard pitocin can sometimes make contractions more intense than they’d naturally be, but again, once I hit a certain level of dilation, I’ll be all about the epidural, so hopefully it just won’t take too long to get there. The point of giving me the cervidil tomorrow night is to try to make my body a bit more favorable for things to not go too slow. Still, the doctor suggested that the baby might not be here until Friday or so, which sounds like a long time to me! Lots of first-time labors take a bit longer though.

I don’t know if it’s quite hit me that in a few days, babet will be in my arms and not my belly. She’ll be here. Real (not that she’s fake now). Chris did say to me, on our way out of the appointment, “This time next week, you’ll be a mommy” and that hit me a bit. I started to cry a little. Not out of fear, but just a “wow” moment. I’m so excited to meet this little girl and see what she looks like and look into her eyes. At the same time, I suppose I’m a little sad for the pregnancy to end. I know that sound kinda silly. I’m getting something so much better – a baby! But part of me will miss the belly and the kicks and the special connection really only I could have with her to this point. But again on the other hand, I’m so excited to see Chris be a daddy. I can’t wait to see him hold her for the first time. I know he’ll be an amazing father. We’re both really excited.

So, the next time you hear from me, I’ll hopefully be introducing our new daughter! 😀

How Far Along: 39 weeks tomorrow!
Baby’s Size: As of tomorrow,
babet is the size of a mini watermellon and weighs about 7 lbs.
Maternity Clothes: Of course.
Best Moment this week:
Finding out approximately when I’m having babet!  (TSO was fabulous of course, too – I’ll probably eventually do a post on that.)
Gender:
GIRL!
Movement:
Yup.
Food Craving: Sugar. Not much longer till I can indulge!
What I miss: Sleeping comfortably.

Sleep:
Bah.
Belly Button: Still technically an innie. It just looks like it’s being pulled downward a bit, so it’s pretty shallow.
What I am looking forward to: Having our baby!!!

36/37 weeks!

Well, I’m definitely getting toward the end here! Sorry to miss a week, but my energy is just gone. Plus, I’ve had some so-so nights lately. One early morning I thought I may or may not have had some contractions. They stopped when I got up and were very irregularly spaced (plus no closer than 15 min apart or so), but weren’t painless like Braxton-Hicks. Then I had several nights where I was just fine, minus one headache. And then the past 2 mornings, I woke up with some pain – not intermittent though, it was fairly constant and when I tried to flip over, the baby was balled up like I’ve never seen her. My stomach was practically triangular pointing upward. It was really weird. But again, as soon as I shifted to my left side I felt mostly better and when I got up, I felt just fine.

Today we had a big appointment! I had a biophysical profile ultrasound to check on babet’s weight, position, and activity, as well as the state of my cervix, placenta, and amniotic fluid. Everything looked good and babet got an 8/8 (based on general movement, practice breathing motions, amniotic fluid, and heart rate) very quickly. She’s also measuring at about 6.5 lbs, which was about 33rd percentile, but the doctor said that was just fine and I’m mostly just glad she’s not huge (even if she does feel like she must weigh about 20 lbs).   I was also kinda hoping for a last minute “yup, she’s a girl”, since I still haven’t washed any girl clothes due to my silly fear of a surprise and many trips to stores to beg to exchange things, some of which may be beyond return dates (this is the crux of the fear here – the things we’ve bought and stuff we’ve done to the nursery. I’d be perfectly happy with a son.). Alas, as usual, babet did not want to share, so oh well. She’s definitely still head down, too, which is good. After the ultrasound, we met the final doctor of the practice, Dr. Gorsuch. She seemed fine. A little less personable than the others perhaps, but certainly capable. She checked my cervix and to my slight disappointment, I’m locked up tight. The doctor assured me that it really doesn’t mean much other than I’m not in labor right now and that technically, I could go into labor tonight if babet decides to come, but I guess I just hoped that some of the pain I’ve been feeling in the past week might’ve made some progress. She thinks the “contractions” I had last week were just stronger Braxton-Hicks. That was a bit heartbreaking to hear. They hurt! But she said that hopefully those might help my body make some progress over the next week and we’ll check to see if any progress has been made next Monday. No date has been set for an induction yet though. Basically, my cervix is not favorable for that right now. I guess that means the drugs to induce me wouldn’t really work right now. As for the more recent pain, the doctor seemed to agree with my guess that laying on my right side is just not possible anymore since the baby is laying mostly to my right side, so I guess she’s just putting more pressure there – she suggested I try to sleep on a recliner if I have trouble on my left side, too.

Anyway, in general I’m definitely tired after being up about 8-10 hours and have been kinda achey if I walk much. The support belt helps, but my belly feels so low and heavy and it sometimes feels like her head is trying to fall through me (haha, like it would be so easy for her to just fall out). I’m also up 3-4 times a night to pee, which isn’t fun. Getting out of bed is hard, especially having to get out of the pillow taco I’ve got set up (huge u-shaped pillow, plus an extra head pillow, plus 2 more side pillows for extra back and belly support). Rolling over is also difficult. So, basically, I’m starting to kind of be ready for babet to be born. I’m just so uncomfortable. I did have a bit of a freak out a couple nights ago, realizing it could be any day now, but Chris told me he believes in me and knows we can do it, which made me feel better. I do kind of selfishly wish she’ll wait till at least the 3rd though, so we can see TSO, lol. It’s just so weird not knowing what’s going on and when she’ll want to come. Of course, if I have to be induced at 39-40 weeks, that takes some of the uncertainty out (assuming I don’t go into labor on my own before that day), but that adds a whole new issue of increasing anxiety up to that day, just knowing exactly when it is. Don’t get me wrong, I am super excited. I’m just also very nervous. Nervous about labor, nervous about not knowing what to do when we get home, etc.

My hospital bag is for the most part packed (just have the few unpackable items left like my pillow and phone charger) and I’m preregistered at the hospital. The swing/bouncer/pack n’ play are all assembled and ready. The car seat is installed, though not yet inspected. We’re going to see if the hospital will do it, since apparently our local fire stations (who the childbirth class told us to go to) aren’t allowed to inspect them anymore and the resource the fire stations referred us to has one inspection day per week, a good 40 minutes away in an unfamiliar area. There may be a closer location on another date, but I’d have to wait till another week – for all I know the baby might be here by then. We followed the directions though, and it seems to be snug, so I’m not terribly concerned. The doctor today mentioned that she thinks the hospital does check for us. And finally, I’ve changed my mind on our chosen pediatrician. We didn’t interview or anything – we originally just asked the OB for a recommendation and they gave us a list including both our original choice as well as our new one and I just randomly chose one practice even though their most highly recommended doctor wasn’t actually available for new patients. The one I changed my mind for now we’ve at least met and heard his doctoring style and thoughts on different topics at the parenting class, so that was kinda like an interview and so now I feel better about choosing him over the other place. So, really, all that’s left, I think, are a few last minute items still to pick up from Babies R Us. And I have to start thinking about Christmas.

In other news, we had Chris’s family in town this week, which was really nice. We went out to eat a lot, did a lot of relaxing, walked around the mall, mom-in-law and I had mani/pedis (which was soo nice! I just can’t reach my feet properly anymore and they were in dire need of some TLC), and set up the Christmas tree! For Thanksgiving, everyone suggested we go out so I wouldn’t have to cook, which I appreciate, so we went to a nice restaurant called Upstream and had a really great buffet with carving stations. There were so many food options – we definitely all had plenty of choices (even me!). I was very well behaved with my diet and only had a small amount of carbs – a small spoonful of loaded mashed potatoes and cornbread stuffing, 2 small spoonfuls of a really amazing sweet potato casserole (how I wish I could’ve had an entire plate!), and a few bites of a few mini desserts (including pumpkin pie which I’ve so been craving) . And my after dinner reading was actually still good! Yay me! The next morning was a tad higher than the awesome results I’d been getting the past week, but still under the limit (after bf was a point high – I just sat around though. I probably could’ve avoided that with a walk or something). And I seem to be completely back to normal now.

And here’s a belly picture for 9 months (although technically, I took it today at almost 38 weeks):

9.5 months

9 1/2 months!

How Far Along: 37 weeks!
Baby’s Size:
Babet is the size of a stalk of swiss chard and weighs about 6.5 lbs.
Maternity Clothes: Of course.
Best Moment this week:
Having family visit.
Gender:
GIRL!
Movement:
Yup. Still going strong.
Food Craving: Sugar. I miss sugar. I’ve been building a list of things to get after babet arrives!
What I miss: Sleeping comfortably.

Sleep:
Bah.
Belly Button: Still technically an innie. It just looks like it’s being pulled downward a bit, so it’s pretty shallow.
What I am looking forward to: TSO on Thursday!!

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