We’re Havin’ a BABY!

I’ve Been Shot.
June 25, 2008, 1:38 am
Filed under: doctor stuff, yikes!

Once in each arm, and once in the heiny, to be specific.

At my last doctor’s appointment (Friday, June 20), in addition to the usual torturous weigh-in, the belly measuring (I’m “normal size”), blood pressure, listening to the heartbeat, and assuring me my swollen ankles are normal, the doctor had me go for my glucose tolerance test AND my RH shot.

Basically I had to go to the 4th floor of the hospital (my dr’s office is on the 2nd), where a really nice nurse stole blood from my left arm (she called me dear and her needle didn’t hurt).  Then I had to drink a not-so-terrible orange fizzy drink (as quickly as possible).  Then I went downstairs to have my regular doctor’s appointment, with the tortuous weigh-in and all.  THEN we (Chris is with me at every appointment) had time to kill because I had to wait an hour after drinking that stuff.  So we walked around the hospital, trying not to go places where we weren’t supposed to be.  THEN we went back upstairs at the stroke of 9:40am, where a different nurse stole MORE blood from my right arm, and she wasn’t very friendly, and she didn’t call me dear, and her needle really hurt, and left a bruise.  Then we went downstairs to the “assessment room” where we saw women in various stages of labor (the room where you go directly when you arrive at the hospital when you’re in labor), and it was kind of scary.  BUT they have reclining armchairs, which Chris and I both think is fairly brilliant, cuz if a woman in labor doesn’t need them, then ain’t nobody needs ’em.  THEN we waited a while… THEN a nurse took me behind a curtain, instructed me to expose my heiny, and she SHOT me.  That one really hurt. But I don’t wanna be a wimp, because pretty soon I have to go through labor, and I’m suspecting it will be a fair bit worse.

But still, that’s my story.  If you read this far, congratulations, you have too much time on your hands.


Such a Long Journey…
June 25, 2008, 1:21 am
Filed under: Contentment, I'm gonna be a Mom?!, Waiting, YAY BABIES!, yikes!

Before I got pregnant, I mostly just dreamed about what it would be like to have a baby to love and raise – to be a mom.

The fact that it takes nine months to grow one went in one ear and out the other.  In our society of instant gratification, we expect that we can get things instantly.  Hence, when hubby and I decided we wanted a baby, I had no idea just how long nine months could feel.

For the record – it feels like forever.  In some senses I can hardly remember what it’s like to have a waist, a non-sore back, or visible ankle bones (I know they’re in there somewhere).

But in another sense, it feels like time has hurtled past like summer vacation when you’re 10. Know what I mean? Maybe not. That’s ok. Chris will probably just chalk this post up to “incoherent baby brain ramblings” anyway.

I mean, seriously, I’m having a baby in 11 weeks?  WHAAAAAAATTT?????

The baby is a real person. I mean, a brand new human being with it’s own DNA, personality, and ideas. Baby is already like 2.5lbs (give or take, depending on which website you check), and around 15 inches long!  I feel kicks and punches all day long, here and there, and am constantly reminded of the little baby that currently is using my abdominal cavity as a personal gym.

It’s quite amazing how I can love someone so much that I haven’t even met yet.

Ow! Baby, stop that!
June 18, 2008, 1:28 am
Filed under: pregnancy symptoms, yikes!

Do you know what it’s like to be kicked/elbowed/kneed in the ribs?

As in, from the inside of your body?

Well I didn’t. Until oh, last week or so.  Only it’s not so much a kicking as it is just having a cute little foot/elbow/knee/whatever take up permanent residence in the lower half of my ribcage, wedged in real good.   It’s like when you’re in a matatu (African minivan taxi that regularly packs in up to 30 people), and you can’t move because you’re pinned in by a large African mama with her crying baby on one side and a bunch of loud chickens on the other.

Slight soreness results.  I think perhaps things are getting a wee bit tight in there, and baby is doing like Mama and stretching out nice and long when waking up… right into my ribcage.

It’s pretty cute though, I admit. And I’m a sucker for cuteness.

28 Weeks Down, 12 To Go…
June 17, 2008, 12:26 am
Filed under: belly watch, milestones, YAY BABIES!

So this is my 28 weeks pregnant belly… I feel like I really popped out in the beginning, but haven’t continued at that pace (thank goodness!).

A few stretch marks, but overall, life is good.  I can’t wait to meet this miracle!

Welcome to the Party, Stretch Marks!
June 10, 2008, 1:06 am
Filed under: belly watch, good-bye waistline!, pregnancy symptoms, yikes!

I was wondering if you’d show up. It’s not like you received an invitation or anything, but I had a sneaking suspicion that you’d be crashing the party at some point anyway. I didn’t even know you were here for a while, until I looked in the mirror after using the bathroom at work. There you were, just hanging out like you own the place. Well, if you wouldn’t mind, I would really appreciate you keeping quiet and not stealing the show. I want more belly pics before you turn gigantic and dark.


The Granny Pants Rebellion is Over
June 5, 2008, 5:53 pm
Filed under: good-bye waistline!, milestones, stretchy pants, yikes!

This is one for the history books kids.  The Granny Pants Rebellion is officially over.  A decisive victory has been won by the Granny Pants, and the Preggo Mama is defeated.

That’s right…

I caved…

I’m wearing my comfy maternity stretchy top panel thingie all the way over my belly instead of folded down around my belly button.  These babies are seriously touching my ribs.  Kind of an homage to Steve Erkel and Granny Panties everywhere.  Not all my pants have this type of stretchy panel thingie at the top – some are just an uncomfortable stretchy inch or two.  But these babies, along with a couple other things I now own, have enough material at the top to cover Nunavut (or my belly in a few short months…).

It’s a funny feeling, being in the thick of things… history being made before my very eyes.


Swollen Feet, Ankles, and Expectations…
June 5, 2008, 3:30 pm
Filed under: Contentment, farewell feet, pregnancy symptoms, YAY BABIES!, yikes!

My feet and ankles have been nicely swollen and puffy these last few weeks… especially when it’s super-hot & humid outside.  Tomorrow is supposed to kick off the summer of humidity with the temp in the mid-30’s and feeling like 41 with the humidex! YIKES! It’ll probably pretty much be like this from now until I give birth.  And thus it begins… Wish me luck & pray I survive 🙂

In addition to my large feet and ankles (not to mention belly), I am trying very hard not to have over-inflated expectations about the whole “rest of my life” thing.  I mean, I have no idea what to expect, so I’m trying to be totally open about it, but I really can’t help dreaming and thinking about how I picture life as a SAHM (stay-at-home-mom).  I have this excited feeling down in the pit of my belly (or is that baby doing a tap-dance?? haha!) that I’m going to love it so much… even as much as I love being married to Chris.  If that’s the case, then I’ll be a VERY happy person indeed.