For the record, Baby girl is LOVING Hawaii!
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Purple is fun too!
of my wonderful co-workers. She is so blessed to have Mommy's
spectacular work family in her life... and so is Mommy!
I'm thinking a very special newborn picture will have to be taken in
these. Perhaps with a little black tutu?
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
100 days to go!
this blog says I have exactly 100 days to go.
Or, if you prefer the countdown by weeks, I have 14 weeks and 3 days
to go.
No matter how you look at it, it's exciting. Now the plan is KEEPING
her in for most of that time...
Although I have to admit my new-found hobby of buying adorable baby
girl things hasn't caused me to contract!
The above picture is what I got to celebrate hitting 100 days on the countdown (because of course every newborn baby girl needs her own swimsuit and cover-up!)
Saturday, March 6, 2010
I've been having some fun...
25 weeks down... 15 more to go!
I (with a lot of help from Jim and Grandma Bunker) have started working on the nursery and Baby girl's little wardrobe. Jim and I finished our registry at Target and have settled on "Mocha Ladybug" by Tiddliwinks for her bedding. The colors are chocolate brown and blush pink with a cute ladybug and flower motif. We don't have any furniture yet except for a gliding rocker Grandma and Grandpa Brown got us for Christmas, so the room is still completely empty save the rocker and a basket with the few outfits and things I've been collecting.
I have to admit it's fun shopping for a little girl in the spring-time. I love the pink-and-brown combination for baby girl clothes and it's exciting to imagine how precious she will be in these little outfits. Here's a picture of one of the exceptionally cute baby girl items I have so far!
I (with a lot of help from Jim and Grandma Bunker) have started working on the nursery and Baby girl's little wardrobe. Jim and I finished our registry at Target and have settled on "Mocha Ladybug" by Tiddliwinks for her bedding. The colors are chocolate brown and blush pink with a cute ladybug and flower motif. We don't have any furniture yet except for a gliding rocker Grandma and Grandpa Brown got us for Christmas, so the room is still completely empty save the rocker and a basket with the few outfits and things I've been collecting.
I have to admit it's fun shopping for a little girl in the spring-time. I love the pink-and-brown combination for baby girl clothes and it's exciting to imagine how precious she will be in these little outfits. Here's a picture of one of the exceptionally cute baby girl items I have so far!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Contractions, part 2.
What a super terrific week it's been already.
It started on my second night shift of the three I was scheduled to work this week. Somewhere between a crash c-section and a really horrible vaginal delivery, I didn't get a chance to eat or drink or take a break for 9 hours. Apparently my uterus did not appreciate that because by the end of my shift I was contracting painfully again (and in tears).
I monitored myself for an hour, saw I was contracting every 5 minutes, and decided to go home. I was exhausted and had to be back to work that night so I promised my co-workers I would drink plenty of water and it would all be ok.
It wasn't ok. Between painful contractions and having to pee every 45 minutes from all the water I drank, I didn't sleep at all. I returned to work early to monitor myself again, saw I was still contracting, and broke down sobbing (more or less from exhaustion than pain this time).
A few minutes later I was in an exam room with an IV and Dr. H was on his way. Two liters of fluid and dozing in and out of sleep for a few hours made my angry uterus calm down and they sent me home to sleep.
So all's well that ends well. Baby girl didn't seem to mind the contractions as much as I did. I'm just hoping "Contractions, part 3" will hold off for a good 13-15 more weeks.
It started on my second night shift of the three I was scheduled to work this week. Somewhere between a crash c-section and a really horrible vaginal delivery, I didn't get a chance to eat or drink or take a break for 9 hours. Apparently my uterus did not appreciate that because by the end of my shift I was contracting painfully again (and in tears).
I monitored myself for an hour, saw I was contracting every 5 minutes, and decided to go home. I was exhausted and had to be back to work that night so I promised my co-workers I would drink plenty of water and it would all be ok.
It wasn't ok. Between painful contractions and having to pee every 45 minutes from all the water I drank, I didn't sleep at all. I returned to work early to monitor myself again, saw I was still contracting, and broke down sobbing (more or less from exhaustion than pain this time).
A few minutes later I was in an exam room with an IV and Dr. H was on his way. Two liters of fluid and dozing in and out of sleep for a few hours made my angry uterus calm down and they sent me home to sleep.
So all's well that ends well. Baby girl didn't seem to mind the contractions as much as I did. I'm just hoping "Contractions, part 3" will hold off for a good 13-15 more weeks.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
We are viable!
24 weeks... We are officially viable!
Baby girl officially has lung sacs now, and while they are not fully developed, if she were to be born today she'd have a 20-30% chance of survival. Not terrific, but better than the 0% chance she had previously.
We had a brief moment of pause yesterday when I began contracting painfully in the morning and didn't stop for most of the day. Baby girl did NOT enjoy all the activity at home and punished me by not moving for most of the day. Fortunately, after some water and rest, things settled down and she resumed her usual kick-boxing activity on my sore tummy that night.
Here's another picture to keep the public satisfied and coming back for more.
Baby girl officially has lung sacs now, and while they are not fully developed, if she were to be born today she'd have a 20-30% chance of survival. Not terrific, but better than the 0% chance she had previously.
We had a brief moment of pause yesterday when I began contracting painfully in the morning and didn't stop for most of the day. Baby girl did NOT enjoy all the activity at home and punished me by not moving for most of the day. Fortunately, after some water and rest, things settled down and she resumed her usual kick-boxing activity on my sore tummy that night.
Here's another picture to keep the public satisfied and coming back for more.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Where, oh where, has my belly button gone?
Where, oh where, could it be?
For the record:
18 weeks - belly button went completely flat
22 weeks - belly button went from an "innie" to an "outie"
Just another subtle reminder that my body will never again be the same.
In other news, Baby Girl is the size of a papaya this week (1.2 lbs, 8 inches long). She has taken to using her body parts to push as hard as possible on my uterine wall and the structures immediately attached (such as my stretching ligaments and almost-continuously-full bladder). These body parts manage to visibly bulge their way out of my abdomen and I find myself either a) trying to hold her up off my spasming ligaments/bladder or b) poking her little butt/head until she pulls it back in and the rock-hard bulge in my side disappears.
Baby Girl also moves constantly. Jim can almost always feel her move and kick when he touches my abdomen. She dances and kicks and moves regardless of the time of day or the level of activity I am doing. This makes me think she might be a mover and a shaker, and not so much the calm, cuddly baby I am hoping for.
22 weeks also marks the official use of the term "cranky pregnant one" to describe me at work. I have been hard at work towards this title for the past 16 weeks, and finally succeeded today when my coworkers simultaneously voted to keep the students/nice patients/doctors we actually like away from me so I don't eat them.
Have I mentioned how fun pregnancy is?
For the record:
18 weeks - belly button went completely flat
22 weeks - belly button went from an "innie" to an "outie"
Just another subtle reminder that my body will never again be the same.
In other news, Baby Girl is the size of a papaya this week (1.2 lbs, 8 inches long). She has taken to using her body parts to push as hard as possible on my uterine wall and the structures immediately attached (such as my stretching ligaments and almost-continuously-full bladder). These body parts manage to visibly bulge their way out of my abdomen and I find myself either a) trying to hold her up off my spasming ligaments/bladder or b) poking her little butt/head until she pulls it back in and the rock-hard bulge in my side disappears.
Baby Girl also moves constantly. Jim can almost always feel her move and kick when he touches my abdomen. She dances and kicks and moves regardless of the time of day or the level of activity I am doing. This makes me think she might be a mover and a shaker, and not so much the calm, cuddly baby I am hoping for.
22 weeks also marks the official use of the term "cranky pregnant one" to describe me at work. I have been hard at work towards this title for the past 16 weeks, and finally succeeded today when my coworkers simultaneously voted to keep the students/nice patients/doctors we actually like away from me so I don't eat them.
Have I mentioned how fun pregnancy is?
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