Tuesday, April 28, 2009

100 days, give or take

So according to a post on a "What to Expect When You're Expecting" message board, Aug.1 is 94 days away. I'm not going to count, I will just trust them. So that means Baby Boy will arrive in approximately 100 days. Having never been given an official final due date, I think I will just count down from 100 from today on!
Wow - 100 days.

Monday, April 27, 2009

Stroller and Names

Our travel system arrived today. M put it together. Apparently Ebby was a bit freaked out by it, but she seems to be getting over her fear as she is sniffing it as I type. She doesn't like it when I roll it towards her, haha.
(If the image doesn't appear on your screen (it doesn't on mine), just click the little blue question mark box for a picture.) The stroller is black and gray and lime green. The picture appears more yellow-green than the lime green it is in real life.

I am trying to figure out what Buddy will call my parents. Buddy is the 4th grandchild on Hubby's side, so names have already been decided for those grandaparents - Papa Bob (Mike's dad), Grandma Patti (Mike's mom), and Grandpa Bob (Mike's stepdad). My mom's parents have always been Mimi and Papa (I was the first grandkid so I guess I had dibs on "naming" them) and my dad's parents are Grandpa and Grandma M_____. Of course I know that Buddy will ultimately get to decide what he's calling them by what comes out of his mouth when he begins talking, however... feel free to vote in the poll. This is not a democracy, however, and the poll results really don't matter, haha.
(And Babushka is in there just for you, Melissa B!)

Thursday, April 23, 2009

A couple of random thoughts

The "I am hungry all of the time" phase apparently has begun.
For example this morning, although I ate breakfast at home, by the time I was almost to work I had to go through a drive-thru for a second breakfast.
I was also not thrilled that they put sausage instead of bacon on my breakfast sandwich, but I discovered this too late. It didn't stop me from eating though.
I am worried how this need to eat is going to affect my time at the upcoming 4th grade field trip. What I am more worried about is having to use the bathroom at the same field trip. Let's just say the facilities are not good for someone who pre-pregnancy refused to use public bathrooms.

Monday, April 20, 2009

sugar, sugar

Tomorrow afternoon I take the glucose test. I hope I do not gag on the sugary drink. I have always been a gagger. Then between the drink and an hour later when they draw my blood (that's what they do, right?), I have my monthly doctor visit which will last at least 20 min. in the waiting room for a 2 min. visit with the doc. I should have gone to medical school. :)
Also tomorrow 2 large boxes of stuff, a chair, a book shelf, and a really nice desk (from the infamous Mom vs. Connie-fiasco at the Yuma Staples) will be picked up for donation to a local charity so that things from the nursery-to-be can fit in the room known as the office. Hopefully in the next few weeks things will get more organized and ready.
We are thrilled that a travel system (stroller/carseat) has been ordered for us - thanks Mom! So now we know that Buddy will have a way to get home from the hospital. :) It was a bit of an ordeal at Toys'R'Us, but now we are just waiting for it to get here since it wasn't in stock.
That is really all that is happening.

Update - Tuesday - The drink wasn't that bad. They gave me lemon-lime and it was very cold. There wasn't that much to drink either. I was expecting more. I did get a headache and some nausea a little later, but I don't know if that is related or not. Doctor said baby sounded good, I was measuring fine, weight gain was fine (since I was so sick first trimester), but he did prescribe some antibiotic for this weird bump that has been on my neck for awhile. I'm not thrilled about taking medicine while pregnant, but we need to see if the bump will go down. I go back in 5 weeks instead of 4 because I don't want to take another 1/2 day of work, especially during the last week of school.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Doing The Wave

It has been an eventful couple of days here on the blog.
Tonight I was laying on the couch after Hubby got home from class. Buddy was moving a bit but not very hard. Then all of a sudden my stomach did the wave. Crazy! Over and over again. I called Hubby over to watch, and he confirmed that my stomach - or rather our son - was indeed doing the wave. The weird thing is I couldn't really feel him moving as much, but I could really see it.
I thought seeing my stomach move would gross me out. (Some of you know that I am anti-bare-belly pregnancy photos -or at least sharing those photos with others.) However, though this movement is hands-down the weirdest thing I have ever watched/experienced, it was also pretty cool, and the movement continued for a few minutes.
It was a lonnnnng day, but this definitely made all of the other stresses shrink.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

"First" concert

Buddy survived his first concert. Last night we went to see several bands play. It was a great show, though M and I started to feel a little old when one band was playing and it seemed too loud, and I couldn't understand a word they were saying. All the teenage girls in the crowd apparently loved that group because there was a lot of shrieking behind us. You know you are old when you are no longer the one doing the shrieking!
The "loud" band was Hawk Nelson. I had heard of them, but I didn't really recognize their music since I honestly haven't listened to a lot of Christian radio lately. It was during their set that Buddy went crazy -moving and kicking through most of their songs. So he either hated the group or loved them and was attempting to play the drums in the womb.
He settled down quite a bit fo the two sections I liked, Jeremy Camp and Mercy Me. I am going to have to play piano and listen to some classical music to balance out what he was exposed to last night. And luckily my best friend Jane sent a very quality kids' cd that we have listened to, so this kid will have a well-rounded music experience before he is even born!

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Morning Person

Buddy is taking after Hubby and not me. He is already a morning person.
I am thankful for the kicks and the movement. I, more than many I think, realize what a blessing that daily confirmation is.
It is hard to go back to sleep when someone is punching your stomach. Baby apparently thinks that my 7:30 Saturday morning potty trip is his wake-up call. He is the only person who doesn't get a crabby response when waking me up from my much loved sleep. I must love him a lot! :) Luckily with this wake-up call there is no crying or dirty diapers. I know that is coming in just a few months.
And I know my family is loving the fact that I am up before 8 every Saturday morning.
But I would wake up at 5 every Saturday if that's what it would take to continue reassuring me that things are okay.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Please Pray

I just received an email this afternon with an urgent prayer request. A friend who used to attend our church suffered a heart attack today. She just had a baby a few days ago. She is younger than I am. Please pray for her healing.
Update - I found out she is in cricitical condition. The heart attack was caused by a blood clot. She is in need of a miracle.

Update #2 (Wed.)- My friend is in ICU but stable. They were able to take the ventilator off today. The situation is still very, very serious. Please continue to pray for her, her husband, and their infant.

Update #3 (Mon.) - Progress continues for my friend. I've read several positive reports online. Please continue to pray for total healing in her body.

Friday, April 3, 2009

Triple P

I am in week 21/22 (depending on which due date you use), and I have to say the second trimester has been so much better than the first. Especially this latest month. The nausea has subsided for the most part, I am enjoying eating again (perhaps a little too much today at the staff luncheon), and even the headaches are less frequent.
However, my backpain, especially in the evenings, is terrible. I experienced leg and back pain in high school and a bunch of tests were run because of the unusual way I walk. (By the way, part of what those tests concluded was that the way I walk is not a choice - it is neurological.) This is much worse. There are moments I yelp in pain. It is in the evening and when I get up in the morning. I hobble around when I get up from a seated position like I am 88 instead of 28. Apparently this is called "posterior pelvic pain." Doesn't that sound awful? First of all, I never really thought of my pelvis as having a posterior. I just thought my posterior was my posterior. And anything involving the words pelvic and pain can never be good.
I think the pain is not as bad during the day at work because I am up and moving, and when I am seated, the chair isn't soft and cushy. My couch at home is soft and cushy, and I have spent most evenings of the past 16 or so weeks sprawled out on that couch from 5-10 PM. I am afraid the couch is not helping my problem, so I am currently typing at my kitchen table to see if my back feels better getting up from the not-so-comfy wooden chair. Trial test one of getting up from chair to standing was much less painful than all transitions from the couch (though still achy).
I have also read that I can do exercises to help. I laugh at this idea. My Evangel friends know how well I faired in Lifetime Fitness class. They also know how many times I frequented the Mabee Fitness Center. (ummm - I think just for Harvest Fest and Spring Fling - not to work out!) This just seems like a strange phase in my life to become physically active. I checked out a Pregnancy Pilates DVD from the library. The lady's voice annoyed me. I turned the DVD off about 7 minutes into it. Maybe if it was Bob from Biggest Loser I would do better. (Not likely as I have a Biggest Loser DVD featuring Bob that I have used maybe 8 times!) I have a book with pregnancy exercises, but I am not sure if I am doing them right (the three I have tried), and I don't want to pull something that shouldn't be pulled.
I hope as the weather is better now that it is spring, I will do some walking and that will help. Or perhaps a weekly prenatal massage is the cure! Somehow I think I will not be curing the Triple P.