This sweet, perfect baby has FINALLY started to look like he's interested in coming out. At least he's now in the right position, with his head nicely engaged! I know internally that this does NOT mean that he's coming today or even tomorrow, but it is just such a relief to know that he is in fact coming eventually. We also got our induction (if it comes to that) tentatively set for the 17th. The idea of waiting that long to meet him (and to carry him for an extra 9 days) is something that I'm ignoring entirely. Fingers crossed that he decides to join us sooner than that. Please, please.
In other news, there is no other news. Thoughts of this baby coming, preparing for his imminent arrival and all that jazz has completely filled my life. Oh and terible sports upsets. I still can't bring myself to read the newspaper about the Rangers. It will break my heart to see/hear/read about their disappointment. Yes, I walked away from the TV so I didn't have to see their disappointed faces. I can't bear it.
I've stopped reading the size/weight updates that I get, because this baby is now fully grown and just getting bigger. The idea that something of that size is about to exit somewhere of that size is something I'll think about later.
Love to you all and thank god for progress!
Monday, October 31, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
Darn giant headed stubborn baby!!
GET OUT!!
Jk, I don't feel that strongly yet. YET. We went to the dr this morning and were told (again) that the baby is not making any move to leave the womb. I hope this doesn't translate to our 29 year old son living in the basement of our house. Yes, I'm optimistically hoping we'll have moved farther north by then, so we'd actually have a basement.
Anyway, I blame Chris. I'll start with saying that I think he is incredibly attractive and has really only gotten more hot with age. I love him and his giant head. I'm sure the genetics that made his head above average size has translated to our bobble headed baby.
All isn't lost, there are still a few weeks for him to make his move down but the clock is ticking. At any rate, it's not likely to happen anytime soon. After a long bout of contractions on Monday, I have barely felt any since. I think every parent interprets the pregnancy as a sign of how their baby will be, so I'm interpreting his reluctance to engage and get out as a sign of how laid back he'll be. Again, I'm optimistic it doesn't mean that he'll be co-dependent and afraid to leave the nest. :)
After our appt this morning, we went up to the nursery to see all the babies. There was one baby that had the perfect comb over style, almost entirely bald on top with an awesome ring of hair along the sides of his head. Seriously, the cutest/funniest thing I've seen in so long. Now, I'm secretly hoping our baby has a comb over which should accentuate his bobble head quite nicely if I say so myself.
I have no idea why there appears to be a soccer team with this name, but it made me laugh during my google search for a comb over giant headed baby. Happy Friday!
Disclaimer: The doctor has NOT indicated any sign that our sweet baby has a ginormous sized noggin, this is only my personal assumption.
Jk, I don't feel that strongly yet. YET. We went to the dr this morning and were told (again) that the baby is not making any move to leave the womb. I hope this doesn't translate to our 29 year old son living in the basement of our house. Yes, I'm optimistically hoping we'll have moved farther north by then, so we'd actually have a basement.
Anyway, I blame Chris. I'll start with saying that I think he is incredibly attractive and has really only gotten more hot with age. I love him and his giant head. I'm sure the genetics that made his head above average size has translated to our bobble headed baby.
All isn't lost, there are still a few weeks for him to make his move down but the clock is ticking. At any rate, it's not likely to happen anytime soon. After a long bout of contractions on Monday, I have barely felt any since. I think every parent interprets the pregnancy as a sign of how their baby will be, so I'm interpreting his reluctance to engage and get out as a sign of how laid back he'll be. Again, I'm optimistic it doesn't mean that he'll be co-dependent and afraid to leave the nest. :)
After our appt this morning, we went up to the nursery to see all the babies. There was one baby that had the perfect comb over style, almost entirely bald on top with an awesome ring of hair along the sides of his head. Seriously, the cutest/funniest thing I've seen in so long. Now, I'm secretly hoping our baby has a comb over which should accentuate his bobble head quite nicely if I say so myself.
Disclaimer: The doctor has NOT indicated any sign that our sweet baby has a ginormous sized noggin, this is only my personal assumption.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Full term, and fully ready.
21 days left until the day you're supposed to come out, but I know you won't. It's funny that we count down from this day and babies are rarely born on it. Oh well, I don't really care. Counting down gives me a boost to keep going. Growing a baby is truly hard work. I'm not sure I've ever done anything every day for 9 months, but I have been growing this baby on a daily basis for a number of months. I'm tired. I'm impatient. I'm anxious. I'm ready. Ready, ready, ready.
Yesterday, I had contractions all day and I secretly jumped with glee thinking that maybe this boy will make an early appearance. Bah. After some rest and water, the contractions stopped and he seemed to hunker down for another day. The doctor says his head is still high, but I'm hopeful that the contractions might have worked him a bit lower. Fingers crossed. It wouldn't be the end of the world to have a c-section, but it isn't my first choice.
I feel like celebrating today (although I'd feel more like celebrating if I hadn't been up from 3:30 am - 5:30 am). I was never at any risk to not carry this baby to full term, but it feels like an accomplishment nonetheless. Happy full term day baby! I'm so glad that you've stuck it out to full term...now feel free to come out whenever you're ready.
Oh and because I'm counting - I have 13 days of work left. Thank you Lord.
Yesterday, I had contractions all day and I secretly jumped with glee thinking that maybe this boy will make an early appearance. Bah. After some rest and water, the contractions stopped and he seemed to hunker down for another day. The doctor says his head is still high, but I'm hopeful that the contractions might have worked him a bit lower. Fingers crossed. It wouldn't be the end of the world to have a c-section, but it isn't my first choice.
I feel like celebrating today (although I'd feel more like celebrating if I hadn't been up from 3:30 am - 5:30 am). I was never at any risk to not carry this baby to full term, but it feels like an accomplishment nonetheless. Happy full term day baby! I'm so glad that you've stuck it out to full term...now feel free to come out whenever you're ready.
Oh and because I'm counting - I have 13 days of work left. Thank you Lord.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Stuck between a rock and an uncomfortable place
I'm more than a little tired of being told that my body knows, when the baby's ready, blah blah blah. It's so easy to spout these things when you aren't carrying a giant sack of potatoes on the front of your body. I KNOW that it's better for him to stay in there for as long as he wants. I KNOW THIS. But that does not stop me from googling "how to get the baby to come" and "natural ways to induce labor" 5 times a day at work. The truth is, I want this baby out - now. Possibly that makes me a bad mother already...I guess the only redeeming quality I have is that I haven't actuall followed through with any of the steps to get him out. Why am I constantly learning a lesson in patience?! I feel like I'm fairly patient when compared to the average person. I don't seethe during traffic...usually. I don't snap at people who click their pen non-stop, but I guess that's mostly because glaring at them is just as effective. Maybe I deserve this lesson in patience after all.
The problem is, I know it's better for this baby to come down so he can exit naturally. I feel anxious that this needs to happen soon in order to avoid a c-section. But the truth is, so says my very experienced aunt who happens to be a labor & delivery nurse & a lamaze teacher, that it'll likely happen in the next few weeks on its own. My new mantra is "everyone's _________ is different." Insert: labor, body, baby, last few weeks, etc.
The bottom line is: this baby will come out one way or another. Likely sometime between now and the next 33 days (I added a week bc first time babies are notoriously late). After all, even though I'm anxiously awaiting this sweet one's arrival, I could do with a few more nights sleep, dinners out, lazy Sundays on the couch.
Let's make a deal baby. I won't rush you out, if you'll agree to not come on my birthday. :)
Because I know you want it...
The problem is, I know it's better for this baby to come down so he can exit naturally. I feel anxious that this needs to happen soon in order to avoid a c-section. But the truth is, so says my very experienced aunt who happens to be a labor & delivery nurse & a lamaze teacher, that it'll likely happen in the next few weeks on its own. My new mantra is "everyone's _________ is different." Insert: labor, body, baby, last few weeks, etc.
The bottom line is: this baby will come out one way or another. Likely sometime between now and the next 33 days (I added a week bc first time babies are notoriously late). After all, even though I'm anxiously awaiting this sweet one's arrival, I could do with a few more nights sleep, dinners out, lazy Sundays on the couch.
Let's make a deal baby. I won't rush you out, if you'll agree to not come on my birthday. :)
Because I know you want it...
Monday, October 10, 2011
Stubborn baby.
I was surprised to hear the doctor today tell me that the baby is still really high. I know that birth is imminent, but the little guy still has weeks to make the move into my bony pelvis....right? She started already preparing me, that if he doesn't drop there is a high likelihood I won't be able to birth naturally. Now I know some of you pro natural childbirth people are now freaking out that my doctor is jumping to a c-section, but that's not the case. She is putting the thought in my head very early on that this labor might not go the way I envisioned it, which is something that I, quite frankly, love about her. It would be devastating to not talk about the possibility of a c-section and then end up with one. At any rate, I have 4 weeks to coax the guy down and out. Everything else checked out to be as normal as it's been the entire pregnancy, no concerns whatsoever. She's guessing (she lectured me about how often they are wrong about guessing) he's about 6 lbs, which she determined by squeezing various bits of my stomach together. He did not enjoy the squeeze and it has been susequently causing contractions on and off today as a result. Don't worry, they're the fake contractions. I think he's pretty comfortable in there, so I don't think he'll make an early appearance.
My sweet friends at work threw us a shower last friday. I wish I had the foresight to bring a camera, but I didn't. It was fun and we really appreciate the generosity & kindness that we've received from all our friends & family. I can't say enough, this is one lucky baby. But it's nothing compared to how lucky I feel.
I finished washing all his clothes, sheets, blankets, socks, etc. I even sterilized all the bottles & pacis. Is this nesting? I have no clue, I just think it's good preparation. Chris thinks it's insanity. I think he doesn't fully understand that the kid is fully baked in one week. One week. Well, one week until he's full term. 4 weeks until my due date.
I also finished up his room, which I posted on facebook - so enjoy the pictures there. It turned out to be everything I wanted and more. It's bright, colorful and comfortable. I love it. The dogs love it. I hope he'll love it.
Oh, and I got my 2nd stranger belly rub. This is every bit as awkward as it sounds.
My sweet friends at work threw us a shower last friday. I wish I had the foresight to bring a camera, but I didn't. It was fun and we really appreciate the generosity & kindness that we've received from all our friends & family. I can't say enough, this is one lucky baby. But it's nothing compared to how lucky I feel.
I finished washing all his clothes, sheets, blankets, socks, etc. I even sterilized all the bottles & pacis. Is this nesting? I have no clue, I just think it's good preparation. Chris thinks it's insanity. I think he doesn't fully understand that the kid is fully baked in one week. One week. Well, one week until he's full term. 4 weeks until my due date.
I also finished up his room, which I posted on facebook - so enjoy the pictures there. It turned out to be everything I wanted and more. It's bright, colorful and comfortable. I love it. The dogs love it. I hope he'll love it.
Oh, and I got my 2nd stranger belly rub. This is every bit as awkward as it sounds.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
What in the world is going on?!
I decided to put the rest of the shenanigans happening in a post all to itself. After all, no nasty possum should share space with the description of our fun anniversary weekend.
We came home from our weekend to find a possum had taken residence in our house. Not in the walls of our house, behind our living room furniture. My theory on how it arrived there - it did what possums do and played dead. Let me start at the beginning, our dogs have a tendency to hunt animals that make the unfortunate decision to come into our backyard. They come in and out via dog door anytime they want, so the results of the hunting expeditions usually end up in the house. So, I think they caught the poor fella, he played dead (an action that saved his life...maybe) and he came to life in the house to scurry behind the furniture where the dogs couldn't get him. To make a long story short, with help from our friend Paul, we shooed the poor guy out the front door. He eventually hobbled down the driveway and into our neighbors backyard. For comfort, I'm pretending that he will live a full life - even with whatever injuries he sustained while being hunted.
I didn't get a picture of Petey Possum, but trust me when I say possums are ugly creatures. This is especially true when you're viewing them from inside your own living room.
Next, our poor buddy Finley got stung by something that caused an allergic reaction. By the time I caught it, his face was the size of a pumpkin. Here's a picture comparison of what our boy looks like pre sting and post sting.
Poor guy, he had to get 2 shots before the swelling started to subside. It was a sad, sad day for him but he's feeling much better now!!
On to the baby - 35 weeks along with 35 days to go!!
Our baby is currently over 5 lbs and all the vital bits are developed. He'll spend the next 5 weeks focused on gaining weight until he shows his beautiful face to the world. I cannot wait. This pregnancy has gotten very uncomfortable in the past 48 hours. I think the baby shifted, which might be unrelated but I've also been having a lot of contractions, back pain and pelvic pain. I'm hoping this isn't a sign he's coming early, but on the other hand 5 weeks of this will be a serious beating. I don't have a belly picture, but here's one my friend took when we hunted down the mobile sno cone stand.
Yes, I'm very pregnant. I'm also very excited to be at the sno cone stand.
We came home from our weekend to find a possum had taken residence in our house. Not in the walls of our house, behind our living room furniture. My theory on how it arrived there - it did what possums do and played dead. Let me start at the beginning, our dogs have a tendency to hunt animals that make the unfortunate decision to come into our backyard. They come in and out via dog door anytime they want, so the results of the hunting expeditions usually end up in the house. So, I think they caught the poor fella, he played dead (an action that saved his life...maybe) and he came to life in the house to scurry behind the furniture where the dogs couldn't get him. To make a long story short, with help from our friend Paul, we shooed the poor guy out the front door. He eventually hobbled down the driveway and into our neighbors backyard. For comfort, I'm pretending that he will live a full life - even with whatever injuries he sustained while being hunted.
I didn't get a picture of Petey Possum, but trust me when I say possums are ugly creatures. This is especially true when you're viewing them from inside your own living room.
Next, our poor buddy Finley got stung by something that caused an allergic reaction. By the time I caught it, his face was the size of a pumpkin. Here's a picture comparison of what our boy looks like pre sting and post sting.
On to the baby - 35 weeks along with 35 days to go!!
Our baby is currently over 5 lbs and all the vital bits are developed. He'll spend the next 5 weeks focused on gaining weight until he shows his beautiful face to the world. I cannot wait. This pregnancy has gotten very uncomfortable in the past 48 hours. I think the baby shifted, which might be unrelated but I've also been having a lot of contractions, back pain and pelvic pain. I'm hoping this isn't a sign he's coming early, but on the other hand 5 weeks of this will be a serious beating. I don't have a belly picture, but here's one my friend took when we hunted down the mobile sno cone stand.
Anniversary Weekend!
Chris and I decided early on in marriage that we'd alternate planning our anniversary festivities each year. I went first, so it was my turn again (we're celebrating 3 years for those who flunked 1st grade math). It was difficult to plan since I'm really not supposed to leave the Dallas area and flying was definitely out. I eventually decided that we'd stay the weekend at the Belmont, our favorite and where we stayed after our wedding. During the weekend, we had a ton of fun activities that I planned!
But first, before we even left the house I got the best surprise ever! Chris surprised me with an anniversary present (we don't exchange gifts normally) and it's a fantastic new camera. I mentioned literally ONE time that I wish we could get a new camera before the baby comes and he remembered. I am beyond words excited about the new camera and all the memorable pictures it will capture of our son. A million thank yous to the best husband ever.
First, we went to the fair an annual tradition. We do it as part of the anniversary weekend because we went there will all our favorite people in the wedding the day before we got married. I love the fair. I love corn dogs, funnel cake, the people, everything. We had to cut it a bit short because all the walking induced some seriously painful contractions. But we had time to eat some corn dogs and try the fried bubble gum, see picture below! It's really a fried marshmallow and I'd give it a 5 out of 10.
Next, we decided spur of the moment to see Moneyball at the Angelika. It was pretty good, almost made me like the Oakland A's. Almost.
Next, we checked in at the Belmont where we had a beautiful terrace suite with fantastic views of downtown. If you haven't visited the Belmont, I highly recommend it. Not only does it have fantastic rooms and views, but it has a delicious restaurant and bar. Both of which have won awards locally in Dallas. The restaurant is called Smoke and the bar, is Bar Belmont.
I forgot to take pictures of our room, but here's one of the view!
We ordered delicious Smoke room service and stayed in on Friday night. Such a fun start!
Saturday morning we woke up and ate Smoke again for breakfast. It was really good! We walked around Bishop Arts for awhile until our massage appointment at 1pm. We got a couples massage, which was fantastic even though I had to get it on my side.
We had originally planned on going to Smoke for dinner, but that seemed like overkill so we went to Tillman's Roadhouse instead. It is, in my opinion, the best moderately expensive food in Dallas. Yum. We finished up the night with treats from Cretia's, who bakes my favorite cake in the world.
Sunday we woke up, checked out and headed the Cowboys game. I cannot believe I didn't take a picture. :( We had really good seats so our view of the Cowboys meltdown was spectacular. I'm sorry Chris for getting us tickets to the worst lost in Cowboys history. It was fun regardless!
But first, before we even left the house I got the best surprise ever! Chris surprised me with an anniversary present (we don't exchange gifts normally) and it's a fantastic new camera. I mentioned literally ONE time that I wish we could get a new camera before the baby comes and he remembered. I am beyond words excited about the new camera and all the memorable pictures it will capture of our son. A million thank yous to the best husband ever.
First, we went to the fair an annual tradition. We do it as part of the anniversary weekend because we went there will all our favorite people in the wedding the day before we got married. I love the fair. I love corn dogs, funnel cake, the people, everything. We had to cut it a bit short because all the walking induced some seriously painful contractions. But we had time to eat some corn dogs and try the fried bubble gum, see picture below! It's really a fried marshmallow and I'd give it a 5 out of 10.
Next, we decided spur of the moment to see Moneyball at the Angelika. It was pretty good, almost made me like the Oakland A's. Almost.
Next, we checked in at the Belmont where we had a beautiful terrace suite with fantastic views of downtown. If you haven't visited the Belmont, I highly recommend it. Not only does it have fantastic rooms and views, but it has a delicious restaurant and bar. Both of which have won awards locally in Dallas. The restaurant is called Smoke and the bar, is Bar Belmont.
I forgot to take pictures of our room, but here's one of the view!
We ordered delicious Smoke room service and stayed in on Friday night. Such a fun start!
Saturday morning we woke up and ate Smoke again for breakfast. It was really good! We walked around Bishop Arts for awhile until our massage appointment at 1pm. We got a couples massage, which was fantastic even though I had to get it on my side.
We had originally planned on going to Smoke for dinner, but that seemed like overkill so we went to Tillman's Roadhouse instead. It is, in my opinion, the best moderately expensive food in Dallas. Yum. We finished up the night with treats from Cretia's, who bakes my favorite cake in the world.
Sunday we woke up, checked out and headed the Cowboys game. I cannot believe I didn't take a picture. :( We had really good seats so our view of the Cowboys meltdown was spectacular. I'm sorry Chris for getting us tickets to the worst lost in Cowboys history. It was fun regardless!
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