my mother comes back tomorrow. *sigh*
5.25.2007
quickly...
here are a few photos, the rest are still on the camera...
my mother comes back tomorrow. *sigh*
my mother comes back tomorrow. *sigh*
5.24.2007
he's here!
i have the smartest child ever. i dropped my mother off at he airport at 6:30pm. contractions started at 8, and we were admitted by 11pm. he was born at 3:54am. here's the pertinent info:
wesley michael
may 22, 2007
5lbs 4.5oz
19in long
and he's perfect. he's got so much hair! so dark, so long and curly. he's definitely got his dad's hair. i hope he doesn't lose it.
everything was so... easy. and fast. it's all really surreal. we go home today, in a few hours. alex has run out to grab a few things then we'll wrap up and head home. then it all gets real!
i'll document the story with pictures soon. :)
wesley michael
may 22, 2007
5lbs 4.5oz
19in long
and he's perfect. he's got so much hair! so dark, so long and curly. he's definitely got his dad's hair. i hope he doesn't lose it.
everything was so... easy. and fast. it's all really surreal. we go home today, in a few hours. alex has run out to grab a few things then we'll wrap up and head home. then it all gets real!
i'll document the story with pictures soon. :)
5.21.2007
the good, the bad, and the... same
38 week check up today. and i'm STILL THE SAME. this kid so doesn't want to come out. nevermind i have contractions constantly and regularly and now work with a heating pad strapped to my back. oh yeah, i'm that cool.
nevermind the fact that every week i go they always tell me, "next week we can help you." as in, when i was admitted at 36 weeks, they'd break my water... if i was 37 weeks. then when i was admitted at 37 weeks, they'd induce me... if i was 38 weeks. then i kid you not alex and i burst out laughing when they told me today that 39 weeks was when they could think about intervening.
although my appointment today was with my all time favorite doctor, who was on call the second time i was admitted. who came in even though he didn't have to to see me. he kind of walked in the exam room sheepishly and was like "hey guys... how ya doin?" it was cute. then while we listened to the heart he asked if we were renaming the kid to "stubborn." i do love him. i hope he delivers this kid. you know, if it ever happens.
i was a little concerned about having lost about 5 lbs over the last week and a half. but he said it wasn't cause for concern. so that's good, i guess.
the best news though? MY MOTHER IS LEAVING TONIGHT. in a few hours no less. after my appointment last week she bought a ticket for today (since i had another appointment) if there was "no change." she wasn't all too pleased when i told her we were going to the appointment alone. yes, that's right, she insisted on coming last week. that was fun. really the biggest reason is that i wanted to take whatever the docotor did say and play it up in my favor to her.
for example, he said they wouldn't induce me (without anything happened on my end) until 41 weeks. i definitely played that up with her. saying basically that he thought i was going to need it. she was supposed to come back on saturday but i suggested she wait until WE CALL HER like i told her in the first place. and we'll of course call her just a little bit too late, if you know what i'm saying.
we are so delighted to be alone again tonight. and that we're going to do everything we can to encourage this baby to come SOON. before she has a chance to get back here. she has been... trying. and we really do want to do this on our own.
nevermind the fact that every week i go they always tell me, "next week we can help you." as in, when i was admitted at 36 weeks, they'd break my water... if i was 37 weeks. then when i was admitted at 37 weeks, they'd induce me... if i was 38 weeks. then i kid you not alex and i burst out laughing when they told me today that 39 weeks was when they could think about intervening.
although my appointment today was with my all time favorite doctor, who was on call the second time i was admitted. who came in even though he didn't have to to see me. he kind of walked in the exam room sheepishly and was like "hey guys... how ya doin?" it was cute. then while we listened to the heart he asked if we were renaming the kid to "stubborn." i do love him. i hope he delivers this kid. you know, if it ever happens.
i was a little concerned about having lost about 5 lbs over the last week and a half. but he said it wasn't cause for concern. so that's good, i guess.
the best news though? MY MOTHER IS LEAVING TONIGHT. in a few hours no less. after my appointment last week she bought a ticket for today (since i had another appointment) if there was "no change." she wasn't all too pleased when i told her we were going to the appointment alone. yes, that's right, she insisted on coming last week. that was fun. really the biggest reason is that i wanted to take whatever the docotor did say and play it up in my favor to her.
for example, he said they wouldn't induce me (without anything happened on my end) until 41 weeks. i definitely played that up with her. saying basically that he thought i was going to need it. she was supposed to come back on saturday but i suggested she wait until WE CALL HER like i told her in the first place. and we'll of course call her just a little bit too late, if you know what i'm saying.
we are so delighted to be alone again tonight. and that we're going to do everything we can to encourage this baby to come SOON. before she has a chance to get back here. she has been... trying. and we really do want to do this on our own.
5.17.2007
i hate waiting
i think alex and i are probably two of the most impatient people on the planet. we're planners and doers and hate the limbo phase. i remember with the wedding, we had everything we could possibly have done, done with a few months to spare and then we had to wait. and wait. and it was excruciating.
that's how we both feel now. only worse.
i know, i know. only a few more weeks at most. but i think because i progressed so far so quickly it's doubly irritating. of COURSE i want what's best for the baby, and clearly monkey isn't ready to make an appearance. i used to think people who planned c-sections were crazy. but i swear it makes so much more sense to me now! (not that i'm going to do it, but, you know.)
next appointment is monday. my mother bought a ticket home for monday night. she says she'll use it if there's no indication of any progress and will come back after. i feel bad about the whole thing, but i did tell her initially that it would be better to wait. but still... having her here is... ok. my limit with visits with her were always 3 days before i got irritated and needed it to end. we're on day 6 now. and considering how miserable i am on top of everything else, it's not so bad.
that's how we both feel now. only worse.
i know, i know. only a few more weeks at most. but i think because i progressed so far so quickly it's doubly irritating. of COURSE i want what's best for the baby, and clearly monkey isn't ready to make an appearance. i used to think people who planned c-sections were crazy. but i swear it makes so much more sense to me now! (not that i'm going to do it, but, you know.)
next appointment is monday. my mother bought a ticket home for monday night. she says she'll use it if there's no indication of any progress and will come back after. i feel bad about the whole thing, but i did tell her initially that it would be better to wait. but still... having her here is... ok. my limit with visits with her were always 3 days before i got irritated and needed it to end. we're on day 6 now. and considering how miserable i am on top of everything else, it's not so bad.
5.16.2007
forgot to say
i had my regular check-up yesterday. all the stats are, unfortunately, the same. the room was about 300 degrees and i was totally dying.
the doctor was really nice, i liked her. she gaveme some tips to help me be more comfortable. although she did say they wouldn't help me until 38 weeks. *sigh*
i'm still having contractions, but not like they were. and she said that they need to be way worse than what i've had. and to stay home as long as i possibly could stand it, if i wanted to avoid being sent home again. makes sense, but sheesh.
now if only my water would break... :)
it can't be that much longer...right? right?!!?
the doctor was really nice, i liked her. she gaveme some tips to help me be more comfortable. although she did say they wouldn't help me until 38 weeks. *sigh*
i'm still having contractions, but not like they were. and she said that they need to be way worse than what i've had. and to stay home as long as i possibly could stand it, if i wanted to avoid being sent home again. makes sense, but sheesh.
now if only my water would break... :)
it can't be that much longer...right? right?!!?
5.14.2007
the only thing worse...
than the other night is it happening all over again.
i was havng major contractions all day yesterday. after 10 hours of them and having them be less than 2 minutes apart for about 2 hours, and walking and hydrating and talking to the doctor (my favorite one was on call! i thought it was a sign!) we went back in. (all three of us, since my mom is here now) and they kept me again. and this time gave me morphine and a sleeping pill to rest as it was about 10pm by then.
and then let me go at 5am. i was so exhausted (sleeping pill/morphine really did nothing) and frustrated and overwhelmed i was just sobbing for hours. it was fun. the resitdent was a jerk and said things like "why are you so upset?" but not in a nice way. she needs to work on her bedside manner...
at any rate... who knows what's going on now. they led me to believe at 37 weeks they would help me along (today) but that wasn't the case.
so here i am, utterly exhausted, disappointed, frustrated and still dealing with the contractions. oh, and whiling away my maternity leave already. fab.
i was havng major contractions all day yesterday. after 10 hours of them and having them be less than 2 minutes apart for about 2 hours, and walking and hydrating and talking to the doctor (my favorite one was on call! i thought it was a sign!) we went back in. (all three of us, since my mom is here now) and they kept me again. and this time gave me morphine and a sleeping pill to rest as it was about 10pm by then.
and then let me go at 5am. i was so exhausted (sleeping pill/morphine really did nothing) and frustrated and overwhelmed i was just sobbing for hours. it was fun. the resitdent was a jerk and said things like "why are you so upset?" but not in a nice way. she needs to work on her bedside manner...
at any rate... who knows what's going on now. they led me to believe at 37 weeks they would help me along (today) but that wasn't the case.
so here i am, utterly exhausted, disappointed, frustrated and still dealing with the contractions. oh, and whiling away my maternity leave already. fab.
5.11.2007
frustration
so, last night was had our pain management class at the hospital. i had also been there earlier for a doctor appointment and i kept telling monkey that hey, we were there, it was a good time! of course, to no avail.
the class went until after 9pm so when we got home i was pretty tired. alex went downstairs to watch the pistons/bulls game on the tivo and i got into bed and started watching some tv myself. i started to drift off, as usual around 10 or so.
then i was woken up by a contraction. i thought it was weird, but didn't think much of it, until i drifted off and it happened again. and again. and again. and i realized that these were different contractions, and clearly stronger as they were waking me up. i started paying attention to the timing and realized they were about 8 minutes or so apart. this went on until well after midnight when alex came to bed. surprised to find me awake, i let him know what was going on. the poor guy was so exhausted he was like, "ok, well let me get some sleep and we'll see what happens" which isn't exactly the reaction i expected. i realized they were coming much more frequently at this point and told him so and said, hey maybe we should be paying more attention to this... and then we realized they were 3 minutes apart. and they stayed that way for at least another half and hour. that's when he went into panic mode and i went into denial!
he called the ob's office and found out the one on call is the ONE we hadn't met yet (of course!) and that she'd call us back. 40 minutes later we were antsy. had the rest of the "last minute items" packed in the bag and were wondering what we should do. she finally called back, well after 1am (she had been in surgery -- whatever!) and told us to head on in.
the 10 minute drive to the hospital was so surreal. it seemed to take forever. and as much as i had been wanting to baby to come and come NOW i was freaking out a little bit, i'll admit.
we got into triage and they hooked me all up to everything and we realized the contractions were now less than two minutes apart. the doctor said i was 4cm, 80% effaced and -1 station. she asked if i would mind if she broke my water. i honestly wasn't sure what to say to that, but she said that they'd admit me, they'd monitor me for about another 20 minutes then we'd decide. at this point, it all seemed to be happening so fast! i felt horrible for alex who was clearly so exhausted/excited at this point. i was so sidetracked by the contractions i forgot how tired i was. we were even discussing epidurals at this point.
they moved us into a labor and delivery room. and i got all hooked up again and we waited. things were staying the same. she checked me about 2:30 and i was still the same stats. that's when she started backing off of the breaking of the water. i am 36w5d and since i wasn't a full 37 weeks they determined that they wouldn't stop me, but wouldn't help me along either.
at this point they decided i should try to get some rest. alex pulled out his little bed and i laid in the dark, breathing through the contractions that were still quite painful and regular. i considered asking about an epidural again when the doctor came back in.
well, as i got more fluids in me, the contractions started to die down somewhat. it was about 6am and they wanted me to get up and walk around to get things moving again. for 2 hours. we lapped the floor, looked at the babies in the nursery. talked to the nurses who were encouraging me on. i even started doing walking lunges down the deserted hallway, no joke.
the shift change came at 8am. the new doctor examined me. and my stats were still all the same. and then? they decided to send me home. the deemed the whole thing false labor.
i did not imagine once admitted that i'd be leaving that hospital with monkey still inside me. we got home around 9:30am disappointed, frustrated and tired.
and my contractions have basically stopped.
and the best part? we had called my mother around 5am to let her know what was happening. when i was discharged i called her to tell he and she told me she moved up her flight. she'll be here in the morning.
and that's that.
the class went until after 9pm so when we got home i was pretty tired. alex went downstairs to watch the pistons/bulls game on the tivo and i got into bed and started watching some tv myself. i started to drift off, as usual around 10 or so.
then i was woken up by a contraction. i thought it was weird, but didn't think much of it, until i drifted off and it happened again. and again. and again. and i realized that these were different contractions, and clearly stronger as they were waking me up. i started paying attention to the timing and realized they were about 8 minutes or so apart. this went on until well after midnight when alex came to bed. surprised to find me awake, i let him know what was going on. the poor guy was so exhausted he was like, "ok, well let me get some sleep and we'll see what happens" which isn't exactly the reaction i expected. i realized they were coming much more frequently at this point and told him so and said, hey maybe we should be paying more attention to this... and then we realized they were 3 minutes apart. and they stayed that way for at least another half and hour. that's when he went into panic mode and i went into denial!
he called the ob's office and found out the one on call is the ONE we hadn't met yet (of course!) and that she'd call us back. 40 minutes later we were antsy. had the rest of the "last minute items" packed in the bag and were wondering what we should do. she finally called back, well after 1am (she had been in surgery -- whatever!) and told us to head on in.
the 10 minute drive to the hospital was so surreal. it seemed to take forever. and as much as i had been wanting to baby to come and come NOW i was freaking out a little bit, i'll admit.
we got into triage and they hooked me all up to everything and we realized the contractions were now less than two minutes apart. the doctor said i was 4cm, 80% effaced and -1 station. she asked if i would mind if she broke my water. i honestly wasn't sure what to say to that, but she said that they'd admit me, they'd monitor me for about another 20 minutes then we'd decide. at this point, it all seemed to be happening so fast! i felt horrible for alex who was clearly so exhausted/excited at this point. i was so sidetracked by the contractions i forgot how tired i was. we were even discussing epidurals at this point.
they moved us into a labor and delivery room. and i got all hooked up again and we waited. things were staying the same. she checked me about 2:30 and i was still the same stats. that's when she started backing off of the breaking of the water. i am 36w5d and since i wasn't a full 37 weeks they determined that they wouldn't stop me, but wouldn't help me along either.
at this point they decided i should try to get some rest. alex pulled out his little bed and i laid in the dark, breathing through the contractions that were still quite painful and regular. i considered asking about an epidural again when the doctor came back in.
well, as i got more fluids in me, the contractions started to die down somewhat. it was about 6am and they wanted me to get up and walk around to get things moving again. for 2 hours. we lapped the floor, looked at the babies in the nursery. talked to the nurses who were encouraging me on. i even started doing walking lunges down the deserted hallway, no joke.
the shift change came at 8am. the new doctor examined me. and my stats were still all the same. and then? they decided to send me home. the deemed the whole thing false labor.
i did not imagine once admitted that i'd be leaving that hospital with monkey still inside me. we got home around 9:30am disappointed, frustrated and tired.
and my contractions have basically stopped.
and the best part? we had called my mother around 5am to let her know what was happening. when i was discharged i called her to tell he and she told me she moved up her flight. she'll be here in the morning.
and that's that.
5.10.2007
last night
last night i was able to have dinner with alovely, lovely woman and friend who helped me sort out my feeling about my mom deciding to come. after i left i had decided that i would tell her it would be best if she waited a bit to come. that alex and i needed to figure out things and settle in. and really? i just want it to be the two of us going to the hospital and being together at first. is that so wrong?
i felt good about it. my mom had called me duting dinner, but i figured i'd talk to her after. upon leaving the restaurant i checked my voicemail. she had left a message letting me know that she had BOUGHT HER TICKET FOR THIS SUNDAY, ONE WAY, OPEN-ENDED.
i have to say, i was in shock. not only is that in a few days (and i could potentially not have this baby for another month) but, um, hello? maybe check with us before buying a plane ticket!!?!?
i haven't seen my mother since the vegas debacle which was christmas 2005. and soon she'll be here. indefinitely.
i'm willing this baby be born before sunday. please, please let that happen.
i felt good about it. my mom had called me duting dinner, but i figured i'd talk to her after. upon leaving the restaurant i checked my voicemail. she had left a message letting me know that she had BOUGHT HER TICKET FOR THIS SUNDAY, ONE WAY, OPEN-ENDED.
i have to say, i was in shock. not only is that in a few days (and i could potentially not have this baby for another month) but, um, hello? maybe check with us before buying a plane ticket!!?!?
i haven't seen my mother since the vegas debacle which was christmas 2005. and soon she'll be here. indefinitely.
i'm willing this baby be born before sunday. please, please let that happen.
5.09.2007
today's verdict
at least 3cm dilated and 75% effaced.
IF i went until my due date the baby would be about 7-7.5lbs.
although he didn't commit to saying i'd be early, how can it be three more weeks?
my mom is deciding when she wants to come out. i'm ready for monkey, i'm not sure i'm ready for her...
at any rate, here's the nursery as it stands now. we're getting a valence, and i still need to paint leaves on that flower "stem" and bees on the walls and hand the shelves and that cute little monkey picture thing alex found. but i'm not sure everything is arranged the way i want it yet though... cuz i'm fickle like that.
IF i went until my due date the baby would be about 7-7.5lbs.
although he didn't commit to saying i'd be early, how can it be three more weeks?
my mom is deciding when she wants to come out. i'm ready for monkey, i'm not sure i'm ready for her...
at any rate, here's the nursery as it stands now. we're getting a valence, and i still need to paint leaves on that flower "stem" and bees on the walls and hand the shelves and that cute little monkey picture thing alex found. but i'm not sure everything is arranged the way i want it yet though... cuz i'm fickle like that.
5.08.2007
waiting...
so close, yet so far still... i really am ready for this little one to make an appearance. i have a new leg problem. i think the little one is on a nerve or something because now my right leg will just spasm, hurt like hell, and give out simultaneously. it's quite fun. you can imagine what i look like when this happens! and if that weren't enough, my air bed, my godsend, my love... DIED. it will no longer hold inflation. no idea why. it's not a good thing at all! we're had it less than 2 months, this really isn't fair. it couldn't hold out a few more weeks? rrrr.
in fun news, i had been trying to convince my husband we should get some cleaning help. mainly because i really suck at it (i'm not a very good housewife at all) and i'll admit, i used the baby as a bargaining chip. as in, people will be visiting and he really doesn't want me doing alllllll thaaaaaat work, does he? ok, that makes me sound bad, but seriously, we got a great referral. that was totally beyond reasonable. but he still didn't seem on board. but that little sneak went behind my back and sent it up to surprise me. she comes tomorrow! i'm excited! but also scared. i mean, i know our house isn't so horrible, but i feel like it is. i have to hold myself back from cleaning in advance. luckily my leg will help that.
i also realized i hadn't really shared any pictures of my belly. weird. wasn't intentional. although it's much cuter clothed. you really don't want to see it otherwise. trust me.
so here's a point of comparison... since everyone keeps telling me i'm not big enough to be due in a few weeks.
here's 8 weeks versus about 35. what do you think?
in fun news, i had been trying to convince my husband we should get some cleaning help. mainly because i really suck at it (i'm not a very good housewife at all) and i'll admit, i used the baby as a bargaining chip. as in, people will be visiting and he really doesn't want me doing alllllll thaaaaaat work, does he? ok, that makes me sound bad, but seriously, we got a great referral. that was totally beyond reasonable. but he still didn't seem on board. but that little sneak went behind my back and sent it up to surprise me. she comes tomorrow! i'm excited! but also scared. i mean, i know our house isn't so horrible, but i feel like it is. i have to hold myself back from cleaning in advance. luckily my leg will help that.
i also realized i hadn't really shared any pictures of my belly. weird. wasn't intentional. although it's much cuter clothed. you really don't want to see it otherwise. trust me.
so here's a point of comparison... since everyone keeps telling me i'm not big enough to be due in a few weeks.
here's 8 weeks versus about 35. what do you think?
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