Saturday, October 10, 2009
due date
I made it. I'm officially 40 weeks pregnant and no sign of a baby. I just got back from a 1-hr 45 min walk with Rocco. I feel like all it did was make my fingers swollen and make Rocco want to swim in his water bowl...
Friday, October 9, 2009
just not ready yet
The doctor's appointment went well today. Blood pressure is good. Haven't gained weight for the past three weeks. Heartbeat is good. My belly was the right length. Nurse Christi examined my cervix, which didn't hurt at all like when Dr. Sawyer does it, and it was completely closed for business! Is that how the saying goes? ...the cervix is still very thick and closed.
We talked about the induction. If I don't go into labor before Tuesday, which it doesn't seem like I will, I am to call the hospital at 10pm to see if they have a bed for me. If they don't, we'll get further instructions then. If they do have beds, we will go in so I can start the induction process by taking Cytotec pills. Nurse Christi said it will be a longer process where I'll have a lot of time to rest. She recommended taking a nap on Tuesday and eat a light meal.
Dr. Sawyer gets back on Sunday so I will up my walking from an hour a day starting tomorrow. Hopefully this will thin the cervix a little. I feel like if I get induced, I won't be fully experiencing the labor...I'm probably wrong but I really want to do this on my own.
FOUR days or less!
We talked about the induction. If I don't go into labor before Tuesday, which it doesn't seem like I will, I am to call the hospital at 10pm to see if they have a bed for me. If they don't, we'll get further instructions then. If they do have beds, we will go in so I can start the induction process by taking Cytotec pills. Nurse Christi said it will be a longer process where I'll have a lot of time to rest. She recommended taking a nap on Tuesday and eat a light meal.
Dr. Sawyer gets back on Sunday so I will up my walking from an hour a day starting tomorrow. Hopefully this will thin the cervix a little. I feel like if I get induced, I won't be fully experiencing the labor...I'm probably wrong but I really want to do this on my own.
FOUR days or less!
Resting to the end
Wednesday was my first day at home. I thought I rested all day, but apparently not enough. I had a terrible headache all day. In between resting, Dave and I went to Target to return some things in order to buy a car seat base for his car. To get me out of the house one more time so I wouldn't go insane, we went to Barnes and Noble. I looked at baby books. Dave focused on website building magazines and books.
SIDE NOTE>>We ended up buying two books, one of which I've been reading and love about baby's first year. I have two different "What to Expect in the First Year" books, but it's very text heavy and almost text book like. This new book is full of detailed pictures allowing a visual learner like me to really learn what to do with this baby that is coming soon. It's divided by newborn, 3-6 months, 7-9 months and 10-12 months. I'm almost through the newborn section. Basically, the baby is going to be happy or sad. A happy baby is comfortable, changed, fed and rested. An unhappy baby is not. Also, I learned a lot about the umbilical cord stub and how to dress a newborn. The second book is a discipline book from newborn to age five; can't start disciplining too early. Well, can't start trying to be a good parent too early. <<
I am really trying to rest - promise. Yesterday, after going to breakfast with my boss, I went to Goodwill for kids books and mommy books, came home and organized the books by author then Rocco and I slept in Vaughn's room for most of the day. I love the Murphy bed! Not only is it comfortable, but Vaughn's room is nice and cool compared to our very hot room. After I woke up, I laid on the hammock in the gorgeous 80 degree weather reading my new baby book. I had a little system with a highlighter, pen, sticky notes and pillows. Dave put the surround sound jazz music on to complete the ambiance of our gorgeous backyard. Dave took this picture from the backdoor from his phone when he discovered me resting.
SIDE NOTE>>We ended up buying two books, one of which I've been reading and love about baby's first year. I have two different "What to Expect in the First Year" books, but it's very text heavy and almost text book like. This new book is full of detailed pictures allowing a visual learner like me to really learn what to do with this baby that is coming soon. It's divided by newborn, 3-6 months, 7-9 months and 10-12 months. I'm almost through the newborn section. Basically, the baby is going to be happy or sad. A happy baby is comfortable, changed, fed and rested. An unhappy baby is not. Also, I learned a lot about the umbilical cord stub and how to dress a newborn. The second book is a discipline book from newborn to age five; can't start disciplining too early. Well, can't start trying to be a good parent too early. <<During the entire day, I had a very terrible headache. After we got home, I continued to rest on the couch with Dave. As I was putting my laptop away after checking my email, I started to not feel very nauseous. I had a surge of intense headache pains engulf my head. I looked up and said, "I think I'm going to throw up."
I ran to the bathroom where I was just spitting a lot. I threw up a teeny bit. After I was done, I started to feel well for about three seconds before I had to sit down on the steps. My friends whom I have come to know very well this past week (tears) came to visit my cheeks once again. As I sobbed, Dave helped me up the stairs to the bedroom. I was in the room for no more than five minutes when I felt extremely sick. "I really don't feel well," came out of my mouth followed by a sprint to the bathroom where I proceeded to puke uncontrollably. Vaughn decided he didn't want hamburgers for a third time in two weeks. Thankfully, once the food was gone, I was done. No dry-heaving which is the worst!
Dave was extremely supportive while I sat there helpless on my bathroom floor. He held my hair, got me water, dressed me, helped me brush my teeth and tucked me into bed. He started to call the doctor, but I told him to wait until morning. He's already a wonderful father!
When he came to bed later that night I woke up because I had to pee. Dave informed me that he found a lot of blogs confirming what I was going through as completely normal. He said it's a possible sign of dilation. The headache followed by nausea and vomiting were all very common. The number one advice he read was that I needed to REST!
I am really trying to rest - promise. Yesterday, after going to breakfast with my boss, I went to Goodwill for kids books and mommy books, came home and organized the books by author then Rocco and I slept in Vaughn's room for most of the day. I love the Murphy bed! Not only is it comfortable, but Vaughn's room is nice and cool compared to our very hot room. After I woke up, I laid on the hammock in the gorgeous 80 degree weather reading my new baby book. I had a little system with a highlighter, pen, sticky notes and pillows. Dave put the surround sound jazz music on to complete the ambiance of our gorgeous backyard. Dave took this picture from the backdoor from his phone when he discovered me resting. I do have to say, I didn't blog about this yesterday, because in effort to rest, I did not open my laptop once! Today, I am going to take Rocco for a walk, do the relaxation portion of my yoga DVD and write thank you cards. I'll try to squeeze a nap in to please Dave :).
We have a doctor appointment (with the Nurse Practitioner) today at 1:20.
Tomorrow is the due date...I'm going to REST until he comes!
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Oh, wait that's next week
"Hi, puppy. Hi, cutie. Hi, baby. Oh, wait, that's next week." ~words spoken by Dave on Monday after I got home from work.
Next week! Can you beleive it? I honestly can't even fathom it. I can read about what's going to happen, listen to others and their experiences, watch videos of what's to come, but I still can't wrap my mind around it. My entire life is going to change. On top of that, I am bringing a LIFE into the world; not just a baby, but an actual life which is a start to another forever. Dave's and my forever.
Yesterday was my last day of work. I was there until a little after 7 making sure everything was ready for my replacement. As I took all the rest of my Disney Princess stuff down, it just seemed routine until I approached my car with all the stuff in my hands. Without warning, tears welled up in my eyes. I opened the back door of the 4-runner, put the bag into the back seat (next to the car seat base) to find tears pouring out of my eyes. It was one of those cries that I didn't even see coming. Driving away from the office, the tears turned into a full out sobbing hysteria. I'm pathetic! However, I think it just shows how imporant my job is to me, which is a good thing that I love what I do so much. This isn't the end necessarily, but even if I do return in three months, I will be a different person. I will be a mommy.
Next week! Can you beleive it? I honestly can't even fathom it. I can read about what's going to happen, listen to others and their experiences, watch videos of what's to come, but I still can't wrap my mind around it. My entire life is going to change. On top of that, I am bringing a LIFE into the world; not just a baby, but an actual life which is a start to another forever. Dave's and my forever.
Yesterday was my last day of work. I was there until a little after 7 making sure everything was ready for my replacement. As I took all the rest of my Disney Princess stuff down, it just seemed routine until I approached my car with all the stuff in my hands. Without warning, tears welled up in my eyes. I opened the back door of the 4-runner, put the bag into the back seat (next to the car seat base) to find tears pouring out of my eyes. It was one of those cries that I didn't even see coming. Driving away from the office, the tears turned into a full out sobbing hysteria. I'm pathetic! However, I think it just shows how imporant my job is to me, which is a good thing that I love what I do so much. This isn't the end necessarily, but even if I do return in three months, I will be a different person. I will be a mommy.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Are you nesting?
Okay, so if I hear this question one more time, I'm going to scream. Oh, wait, I've already screamed, now what?! haha...
For some reason, I can't stand when people ask me if I'm nesting. It's almost as if I take offense to it. I have no idea why; it just drives me nuts! I think it might be the way people ask - it's all the same..."So, are you nest-ING yet? (with the inflection on the "ing"). It really annoys me. First of all, I had never even heard the term, nesting, until I became pregnant. I didn't even know what Alex was talking about when he asked. Second of all, do you know me? If so, you know, I'm always busy, always organizing, always setting things up.
So I guess the answer is, "Yes, I'm nesting, I've been nesting since I was four years old!"
*this blog has been written in good humor - just needed to vent a little pent up feelings :)
For some reason, I can't stand when people ask me if I'm nesting. It's almost as if I take offense to it. I have no idea why; it just drives me nuts! I think it might be the way people ask - it's all the same..."So, are you nest-ING yet? (with the inflection on the "ing"). It really annoys me. First of all, I had never even heard the term, nesting, until I became pregnant. I didn't even know what Alex was talking about when he asked. Second of all, do you know me? If so, you know, I'm always busy, always organizing, always setting things up.
So I guess the answer is, "Yes, I'm nesting, I've been nesting since I was four years old!"
*this blog has been written in good humor - just needed to vent a little pent up feelings :)
Thursday, October 1, 2009
It's October!
***Doctor Appointment***
We had our weekly doctor's appointment today. After scheduling appointments last week, we had a feeling our doctor may not be here for the due date. We were correct. He's going to the World Medical Mission's conference in North Carolina from October 7 - 11. I'm due on October 10. However, he did his little checking (which definitely HURT this time, but in the back of my mind I was trying to remember that labor hurts much worse) to find that my cervix is back by my tailbone and super thick. This "discovery" makes him think I will be late. At this point, I do hope I'm late.
I've heard and read stories about women who have had a hard time when they found out their doctor couldn't deliver their baby. I sort of brushed those stories aside as I didn't think that would happen to me. Now, it's a huge possibility, and it bothers me a lot more than I thought it would. Dr. Sawyer said his nurse tries to deliver a lot of his babies when he's gone. If she can't, he has a team of 8 doctors who are on call for each other. That's nice and all, but I don't KNOW those doctors - I know Dr. Sawyer. want him to deliver my baby.
Dr. Sawyer did give us his cell phone number; he took both of our numbers to store in his phone as well. We are to text him as soon as I go into labor if it's during the time he's gone. Even if he has just landed when I go into labor, he assured us he would head straight to the hospital to deliver our baby. Do you see why I just love him? He told us he has done that a few times; one time was when he flew in from Germany! Being in Phoenix for less than an hour and a half after sitting on a plane for an eternity, he delivered a baby. That is commitment to his patients!
If I end up being late (which again, he thinks I will be), he is not going to let me go past October 14. We are to call him if I still haven't gone into labor by October 13. If that's the case, we'll go to the hospital at 11pm to start the induction process so the baby's birthday will be October 14.
***Work update***
Yesterday, I talked to Missie about making Tuesday my last day. I figured this would be a good time to have some Adriane time before it's Vaughn time, all the time. I hope I don't get bored, but I do have a few things planned like paint fishy pictures for the nursery, finish all the thank you cards, finish the nursery, organize all my pictures, make some scrap books, exercise, maybe read a book...okay, I don't know how I'm not going to work for three months! *Below in Hubby Love, Dave had some ideas of things for me to do before the baby comes. According to him, I have lots I can do instead of work.
***The end of my pregnancy***
All in all, I'm feeling fabulous. I feel beautiful (this is the first time I have felt this way in my pregnancy). My back doesn't hurt. Most nights, I get at least six and sometimes eight consecutive hours of sleep. I can walk around at normal pace. When I think about myself, I have positive thoughts. I don't feel hindered by my normal work day becaues I'm pregnant. This whole third trimester thing is working out for me. Now, talk to me tomorrow and it may change. But as I said in the previous post, every day is a new day!
Hubby Love...it's been a while
- Dave: "He wants to meet daddy - it's not fair he just knows mommy's insides. Then, he's going to come out and say, 'HI YA!'"
- Dave: "Pretty soon, we're going to open the oven to smell cookies for little Vaughn." He opened the stove, looked up at me, and smiled really big.
- One night, I was super tired, but Dave was super hyper like every night after 10. I "politely" asked him to leave the room so I could finally go to sleep.
Dave: "You can't tell me to get out of here. I'm the one that helped you make the baby, and I'm going to buy you a conversion van."
- Dave: "I can't wait to get peed on."
Me: "But we have the awesome pee tee pees. I even washed them; they're all ready to go."
Dave: "But I want to get peed on, at least once. It'll be my induction into fatherhood."
- On Tuesday night before bed, I was balling hysterically and had no idea why. I do think there was a reason; however, I can't even remember what it was about anymore. Dave just kept looking at me, trying not to laugh. He kept telling me it would be okay because it was my hormones and that's what boys do to girls. He stood by my side supporting me as I sobbed. I finally calmed down and went to sleep with Dave still by my side.
- Tonight, as I was writing this post, Dave was doing the dishes. I told him I was concerned about being bored when I take off from work. I still think I NEED it, but it'll be hard for me. This is what he told me I could be doing:
Dave: "The backyard needs mowed. There's lots of sales calls that need made. You can learn kung fu. You can read a book on home lipo suction. The waterfall has some cracks that need to be sealed. The 4-runner could use a good wax job. Why don't you find a good martial arts school for baby Vaughn so he can be the best ninja? Or you can google how old little boys are before they can beat up their daddies... "
He kept going, but I stopped listening :)
- So, this isn't "hubby love", but it's definitely friend love and worth posting for Vaughn:
This is the PS from an email from Leah (Mrs. Powell): "...one of the homecoming court member's name is Vonn!!!! I think it is a sign...Labor on Friday...When I am announcing him...prob about 8 ish...hehe..."
We had our weekly doctor's appointment today. After scheduling appointments last week, we had a feeling our doctor may not be here for the due date. We were correct. He's going to the World Medical Mission's conference in North Carolina from October 7 - 11. I'm due on October 10. However, he did his little checking (which definitely HURT this time, but in the back of my mind I was trying to remember that labor hurts much worse) to find that my cervix is back by my tailbone and super thick. This "discovery" makes him think I will be late. At this point, I do hope I'm late.
I've heard and read stories about women who have had a hard time when they found out their doctor couldn't deliver their baby. I sort of brushed those stories aside as I didn't think that would happen to me. Now, it's a huge possibility, and it bothers me a lot more than I thought it would. Dr. Sawyer said his nurse tries to deliver a lot of his babies when he's gone. If she can't, he has a team of 8 doctors who are on call for each other. That's nice and all, but I don't KNOW those doctors - I know Dr. Sawyer. want him to deliver my baby.
Dr. Sawyer did give us his cell phone number; he took both of our numbers to store in his phone as well. We are to text him as soon as I go into labor if it's during the time he's gone. Even if he has just landed when I go into labor, he assured us he would head straight to the hospital to deliver our baby. Do you see why I just love him? He told us he has done that a few times; one time was when he flew in from Germany! Being in Phoenix for less than an hour and a half after sitting on a plane for an eternity, he delivered a baby. That is commitment to his patients!
If I end up being late (which again, he thinks I will be), he is not going to let me go past October 14. We are to call him if I still haven't gone into labor by October 13. If that's the case, we'll go to the hospital at 11pm to start the induction process so the baby's birthday will be October 14.
***Work update***
Yesterday, I talked to Missie about making Tuesday my last day. I figured this would be a good time to have some Adriane time before it's Vaughn time, all the time. I hope I don't get bored, but I do have a few things planned like paint fishy pictures for the nursery, finish all the thank you cards, finish the nursery, organize all my pictures, make some scrap books, exercise, maybe read a book...okay, I don't know how I'm not going to work for three months! *Below in Hubby Love, Dave had some ideas of things for me to do before the baby comes. According to him, I have lots I can do instead of work.
***The end of my pregnancy***
All in all, I'm feeling fabulous. I feel beautiful (this is the first time I have felt this way in my pregnancy). My back doesn't hurt. Most nights, I get at least six and sometimes eight consecutive hours of sleep. I can walk around at normal pace. When I think about myself, I have positive thoughts. I don't feel hindered by my normal work day becaues I'm pregnant. This whole third trimester thing is working out for me. Now, talk to me tomorrow and it may change. But as I said in the previous post, every day is a new day!
Hubby Love...it's been a while
- Dave: "He wants to meet daddy - it's not fair he just knows mommy's insides. Then, he's going to come out and say, 'HI YA!'"
- Dave: "Pretty soon, we're going to open the oven to smell cookies for little Vaughn." He opened the stove, looked up at me, and smiled really big.
- One night, I was super tired, but Dave was super hyper like every night after 10. I "politely" asked him to leave the room so I could finally go to sleep.
Dave: "You can't tell me to get out of here. I'm the one that helped you make the baby, and I'm going to buy you a conversion van."
- Dave: "I can't wait to get peed on."
Me: "But we have the awesome pee tee pees. I even washed them; they're all ready to go."
Dave: "But I want to get peed on, at least once. It'll be my induction into fatherhood."
- On Tuesday night before bed, I was balling hysterically and had no idea why. I do think there was a reason; however, I can't even remember what it was about anymore. Dave just kept looking at me, trying not to laugh. He kept telling me it would be okay because it was my hormones and that's what boys do to girls. He stood by my side supporting me as I sobbed. I finally calmed down and went to sleep with Dave still by my side.
- Tonight, as I was writing this post, Dave was doing the dishes. I told him I was concerned about being bored when I take off from work. I still think I NEED it, but it'll be hard for me. This is what he told me I could be doing:
Dave: "The backyard needs mowed. There's lots of sales calls that need made. You can learn kung fu. You can read a book on home lipo suction. The waterfall has some cracks that need to be sealed. The 4-runner could use a good wax job. Why don't you find a good martial arts school for baby Vaughn so he can be the best ninja? Or you can google how old little boys are before they can beat up their daddies... "
He kept going, but I stopped listening :)
- So, this isn't "hubby love", but it's definitely friend love and worth posting for Vaughn:
This is the PS from an email from Leah (Mrs. Powell): "...one of the homecoming court member's name is Vonn!!!! I think it is a sign...Labor on Friday...When I am announcing him...prob about 8 ish...hehe..."
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