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this time last week…

Posted on February 19, 2012 by | 1 Comment

I was in labor.

After my OB’s prediction of labor to come, we spent Friday in a frenzied state of timing contractions, finishing up last minute packing, organizing and making last minute arrangements.

We’d bought everything Baby would need. The carseat was installed. The stroller was standing proudly in our living room, too pretty to fold down and put away. An early morning Saturday appointment that would have taken us two hours away from home and the hospital I was planning on delivering at was rescheduled.

Just in case.

Then nothing happened. My contractions stopped. I tried get my mind off the big nothing that was going on because I still had two weeks until my due date.

Sunday morning, Kaleb and Harry were out on a donut run and I was on the phone with my mom discussing all those wonderful pregnancy and child birth things that you probably don’t know about unless you have already been pregnant and had a child. Things like mucus plugs, the 5-1-1 rule, skin-to-skin, etc.

After a particularly eloquent description of my absolute lack of contractions at the moment and a certain very strange, very annoying, almost-leaking that was my mom laughed.

“I think your water broke.”

No way. I thought broken water equaled gushing. When you hear of someone’s water breaking, you think drama. Frantic, crazy, running around searching for hospital bags and car keys and making hurried phone calls to tell everyone that it was time.

Yeah, not so much. Instead I stood there giggling on the phone. Especially after having spent the last week googling “How will I know when I am in labor?”

“I’m in labor? I’m in labor! Awesome.”

Harry and Kaleb walked in the door a few minutes later with donuts and strawberry milk. While they were pulling out plates, cups and napkins I told Harry about the leaking and the conversation with my mom.

We called the doctor who told us to get to the hospital and check in at triage and then the drama started.

I’d forgotten to finish packing Kaleb’s toy bag. I hadn’t eaten breakfast. I needed to find something to wear because I sure as hell wasn’t going to show up at the hospital in my sweats. We called Harry’s sister to ask her to meet us at the hospital to do the Kaleb hand-off.

Then we were on our way. Quickly, quietly and without much fuss. I sent my mom a text as we got on the freeway.

On way to the hosp. Call you after triage…

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week thirty seven

Posted on February 12, 2012 by | 2 Comments


The clock on this pregnancy has just about come to and end and I couldn’t be happier. I really do enjoy being pregnant but it’s time for this baby to be born. We’ve got lots of people ready to meet him.

I was all smiles (between contractions) at our OB appointment today. Baby is locked and loaded. 3cm dilated, 90% effaced. Woot woot, party time over here! Doctor is saying she doesn’t even think it’ll be a week before we’re heading to the hospital. I’m secretly hoping that we won’t make it past the weekend.

Everything that we can do is done. The bags are packed and waiting by the door. The crib, bouncer, travel system, and everything else have been put together and are patiently waiting for their chance to be used. Time to sit back and twiddle my thumbs. Or maybe finish that baby mobile I’ve been working on all week. ;)

The beard has reached epic proportions. 85 days. And if the due date holds true, 15 days to go. I’m not sure though – I think the beard is coming off sooner than later. :)

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week thirty-six

Posted on February 6, 2012 by | Leave a comment

Thirty-six weeks.

Now I can finally tell people that I really am nine months pregnant. Although I’m sure they don’t need me to tell them that. Since baby dropped, my waddling has become more pronounced. And my feet no longer look like my own. Seriously. I had to laugh this morning when I woke up because my ankles were so fat.

Nesting has kicked in. I think. Not so much in terms of having the urge to clean, because I hate cleaning. I’d much rather sit back, delegate and then bask in the happiness of a clean house after Harry and Kaleb have finished doing all the work. ;)

{ baby's robot quilt }

I’ve been working my patooty off trying to get the boys’ bedding done. Finally. When did I order that fabric? Back in December? Yup. Where has it been all this time? Oh, sitting in my crafting bag getting wrinkled? Affirmative. None of that matters anymore, though, because I’m getting ish done now. Baby has a nearly complete quilted comforter and Kaleb’s duvet cover is about 45% done.

{ kaleb's duvet cover }

We’re now at the stage of weekly OB appointments. Yay. The end is coming up fast! I’m sure the last thing you want is to know whats going on with my vag but I’m happy to share that we’ve got progress from last week’s appointment. I’m dilated to two centimeters. Woot, woot! I thought I was going to cry last week when she said nothing was doing down there because I was so sure there was something going on.

Both of the Yaya’s are sure that we won’t make it to next week’s appointment because of the upcoming full moon. The part of me that is pretty much done being pregnant says “Bring it on!” The other part of me is liking the quiet and freedom to get up and make runs to the grocery store for Fig Newtons and Cherry Coke without having to give much though to anything beyond grabbing my purse and the car keys.

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week thirty-five

Posted on January 30, 2012 by | Leave a comment


*This post is a few days late…

Can you believe its already been 35 weeks??? I can’t.

The months, weeks, days, hours, minutes and seconds of this pregnancy have seemed to alternate between flying by in a blur and creeping slowly.

Now that we’re down to the wire, I can’t wait for Baby to join us. My dreams of beautiful chubby cheeked babies and happy, smooth hospital deliveries are ramping up and I find myself wanting so bad that I can’t stand it. He’ll be here soon but now I really am starting to feel like the waiting is going to kill me.

I’m not the only one who is about to expire from anticipation. Kaleb has started up his countdown and makes sure to announce every morning how many days we have left until D-Day. Hopefully Baby makes his appearance somewhere around that date, otherwise he’s going to have a seriously disappointed big brother.

Last Sunday, my fantastic in-laws threw Harry and I a surprise shower. It was a surprise for me. He’d been tasked with getting me where we needed to be on time without giving anything away. Good job husband! :) I had absolutely no idea. A girl could get used to walking into rooms and hearing all of her loved ones yelling out “surprise!” Its such a wonderful feeling, knowing that we are loved and that everyone just as excited about the arrival of Baby as we are.

This week’s appointment held a little more excitement than all of our previous ones. Despite dreams of Baby moving so much that he flipped himself breech, he’s still where he’s supposed to be. And his head is *right-there* according to the doc. She confirmed that the God awful hip pain that has started up again is definitely sciatica – which sucks but Baby will be here soon and it will all have been worth it. I’ve just got to remind myself of that when it hurts to climb into bed or in and out of the car every day.

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week thirty four

Posted on January 20, 2012 by | 3 Comments

Lets play a game of “What Sucks Worse?”

  • Being pregnant and catching the flu the plague a cold, not being able to take any OTC remedies, being knocked completely on your ass by said flu plague cold, and being left to wonder how many more gallons of mucus its possible for your nasal passages to produce and hold.
  • Craving a bean and cheese burrito so bad that you are dreaming of truckloads of them, but not being afraid to eat one because the heartburn you get just from the thought is enough to make you nauseous. But then even water is heartburn inducing at this point so I guess its more of a matter of is this so delicious its worse the insane fire esophagus?
  • Being exhausted and wanting needing sleep but not being able to get it because it hurts to lay in any one position too long causing you to toss and turn constantly which is in the end not at all conducive to sleeping and in fact makes you that much more tired.

I have not yet been able to determine which of the above is worse. I’m not sure that I’ll be able to. We’ll just call it a draw…

Welcome to 34 weeks. Blech.

A week later and the cold is pretty much gone. Now my usually crappy sinuses (which end up being downright shitty to me when pregnant) are just doing the cleanup work of getting rid of all the congestion. Seriously, how much snot can a body make in a one week period? If you have an answer, I’d love to know. And while you’re at it, find 10 synonyms for mucous and I’ll bake you a batch of oatmeal cookies.

The bright spot in my week was a surprise baby shower thrown by my friend Kecia last week. Its amazing to feel loved, isn’t it? I walked in the door and saw all my friends and family standing there and burst into tears, true estrogen overload style.

I didn’t remember to take any pictures at all, and true to procrastinator form I forgot until the very moment I sat down to write this post that I never did ask anyone to email pics to me like I’ve been meaning to all week. So be on the lookout for those next week.

The obsessive need I’ve had for months to go buy every baby thing in the world in preparation for Baby has slowed, if not disappeared all together. Now we’re working on figuring out where to put everything because I forgot how much stuff babies have. It does my heart good though to look and see shelves full of diapers and bags (that are yet to be unpacked because of the previously mentioned cold) full of accoutrements.

Despite having planned/vowed to get going on the quilt, I still haven’t. If I don’t get a move on now, I’m going to be hand stitching that thing at the hospital between contractions. I guess its doable as long as I’m not having to push out a one year old. Because that would just be downright scary.

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