Tad is working today so Mark Henry and I had big plans to go to church. I picked out a red plaid collared shirt for him to wear since it's Christmas week. I made fun of myself because I ironed it, thinking, "Geez, I'm ironing my 3 month old's clothes. How OCD. This is too much." Hey, it was wrinkled, okay? (And I'll admit, I wanted a crease in the sleeve. Don't hate.) Well, I guess MH thought it was too much too because as I was changing his diaper right before we left, he proceeded to pee ALL OVER THE SHIRT. In shock, I said "Ahhhhh!" and he started laughing. I couldn't believe it. Little stinker. Oh, well. For a split second I thought about leaving the darn thing on him since I had worked so hard to get it ready. I mean, I don't iron. lol. In the end, he sported an "I love Mommy" onesie with jeans and a Christmas bib. We'll try the Christmas outfit again next week. :)
Today was his first real time in Waumba Land, the church nursery. He went a couple of weeks ago for about 20 minutes while we went to the baby dedication orientation, but I'm not really counting that. I knew it was time to put him in there because Tad and I were both having a hard time focusing on the service when we sat in the baby section with him. I think we both would hold our breath hoping he wouldn't cry, and almost every time one of us would have to walk out with him because he'd wake up and start crying or cooing. The last time I went by myself, he started jabbering loudly and one of the staff members was about to kick me out. Haha. But I was already on my way to go out into the foyer. Yep, time to take the kid to the nursery! Of course, he did great. Someone rocked him for a bit and then he napped. I love Waumba Land and can't wait for him to get a little older and start learning about Jesus. Their goal is to teach them: "God made me, God loves me, and Jesus wants to be my friend forever." How sweet is that? Tad sings him "Jesus Loves Me" several times a day and Mark Henry just stares at him. I have to keep the tears from coming every time.
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. Psalm 139:13
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Back at it
Last Monday was my first day back at work and I'm happy to report that we all survived! Tad had to work Monday so Mark Henry went to GP for Kids for the first time. Which means I had to not only get myself ready that morning but also him. I barely slept the night before because I was worrying about how it would go. Thankfully it worked out perfectly! I woke up at 6:00 and pretty much got ready before he woke up. And I only left 6 minutes later than I wanted to (7:06)! Go me! He did great the first day, other than he didn't nap well so 2 out of the 3 times I went down to nurse him, he was crying. They thought he was hungry, but I knew he was just sleepy. He seems to be getting used to the noise because Thursday when he went back, he napped longer. I have decided to set a schedule to feed him every 3 hours so it can be a recurring event on my calendar (otherwise, people would schedule meetings and it would be a mess). I go down at 9, 12, and 3. The first time (9:00) isn't a great time because he's typically in the middle of a nap, but oh well. I had to wake him up on Thursday when I went down. There was something in me saying DON'T DO IT, YOU NEVER WAKE UP A SLEEPING BABY, but I had to because I had a 10:00 meeting and I knew he wouldn't go much longer than that and be starving. So he nursed and went right back to sleep. Phew. That will take some getting used to it, but it is what it is.
He was home with Tad Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday. I think he was a little more fussy than normal on Tuesday because it was his longest time not being with me. I'm sure he was like, "Where's my mommy?!" Tad said that Wednesday and Friday went better. Tad is such an awesome dad. He's really taken to it like a champ and Mark Henry loves him. You can tell. I'm so happy that Tad is hanging out with him during the week so he doesn't have to be in daycare full time. I think it will be great bonding time for them. It's weird for Tad to report back at the end of the day how it went, like I used to do with him when he was at work. And he has to remind me how much milk to pull down from the freezer the night before. I love that there are things that he knows now about Mark Henry that he's having to teach me.
So, yes, we survived the first week. It's a good feeling to be missed -- several of my managers and colleagues kept saying how happy they were to have me back. Even though seeing everyone was awesome, I admit the week went by slowly and I kept looking forward to sleeping in on Saturday. I managed to get about 40 more minutes of sleep than during the week... not too much but anything helps these days. I was exhausted and went to bed before 9:30 most nights. Much different than maternity leave and going to sleep at midnight or 1:00 AM! I definitely never thought waking up at 6:00 would be a normal occurrence for me and that I would have time to throw in a load of laundry or put up clothes in the morning (before MH was here, I would give myself 30 minutes to get ready and run out the door). How things change when you have a little one!
The funny thing, I'm actually looking forward to tomorrow (Monday) and doing it all over again. Guess that's a good sign!
He was home with Tad Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday. I think he was a little more fussy than normal on Tuesday because it was his longest time not being with me. I'm sure he was like, "Where's my mommy?!" Tad said that Wednesday and Friday went better. Tad is such an awesome dad. He's really taken to it like a champ and Mark Henry loves him. You can tell. I'm so happy that Tad is hanging out with him during the week so he doesn't have to be in daycare full time. I think it will be great bonding time for them. It's weird for Tad to report back at the end of the day how it went, like I used to do with him when he was at work. And he has to remind me how much milk to pull down from the freezer the night before. I love that there are things that he knows now about Mark Henry that he's having to teach me.
So, yes, we survived the first week. It's a good feeling to be missed -- several of my managers and colleagues kept saying how happy they were to have me back. Even though seeing everyone was awesome, I admit the week went by slowly and I kept looking forward to sleeping in on Saturday. I managed to get about 40 more minutes of sleep than during the week... not too much but anything helps these days. I was exhausted and went to bed before 9:30 most nights. Much different than maternity leave and going to sleep at midnight or 1:00 AM! I definitely never thought waking up at 6:00 would be a normal occurrence for me and that I would have time to throw in a load of laundry or put up clothes in the morning (before MH was here, I would give myself 30 minutes to get ready and run out the door). How things change when you have a little one!
The funny thing, I'm actually looking forward to tomorrow (Monday) and doing it all over again. Guess that's a good sign!
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Pictures
I've been using a Shutterfly share site to upload pictures of Mark Henry. Check it out: http://markhenry.shutterfly.com/
Mark Henry's birth story
I've been meaning to come on here to tell his birth story, but I just never seem to have the time. (Surprise, surprise that I'm saying that with a newborn in my care!) Although, he's not so new anymore -- he's 12 weeks! This is my last week of maternity leave so I figured I better get it on here because I'll have even less time once I start back to work!
I started having contractions Saturday morning (the 17th) at 6 am. I'd been having Braxton Hicks but these were happening more often so I thought I was in early labor. Called Shari, my doula, and she said to just go about my day. So I hung around the house, we watched football and I played with the dogs. They never really progressed so Sunday morning I realized I wasn't in labor. It was pretty disappointing, especially because I just "wasted" a Saturday staying close to home for no reason. Plus, I felt silly for calling Shari and then having to keep in touch with her all day with nothing new to report. Since I was fed up and a little embarrassed, I told Tad to forget the last 24 hours and let's go about our business. We went to church to get out of the house and make things "normal". I rested more Sunday and that evening they came back... a little more intense but nothing major. Mom and Dad came over (I wasn't sure this was a good idea because I was thinking that if the contractions were real and progressed, then they wouldn't leave the house!), but I had them go ahead and stop by. When a contraction would come, I would go into the other room so Mom and Dad wouldn't know, but towards the end of their visit, I was having a hard time hiding them so I told them what was happening, but made sure to point out that it could be more of the same (BH). After they left around 9:30, the contractions kept progressing and by 11:00 I knew it was real - hooray! I called Shari and the midwife (they had an answering service and asked me a million questions before they had Anjli, the midwife, call me back. But more on that later).
I wasn't sure if my hypnobirthing mp3s on my iPhone would be of much help since I didn't practice it daily like you're supposed to do, but I decided to give it a try. I did the first track in the nursery floor with pillows around me and I couldn't believe how much it helped! It was unbelievable! When the 35 minutes would end, I would try a couple of contractions without it (just over the yoga ball or on the toilet) and they were so much harder that I would scramble to turn it back on. My body continued to show me that this was the real thing (lost my mucous plug, had loose bowels). I called Shari when I threw up a couple of hours later. I just knew that she would be ready to come over and help me. She said I sounded great and that when I had a hard time managing through the contractions, that's when she would be there (she was about 20 minutes away). I decided to get into our bathtub to help me relax... she said to stay in there as long as possible because it really helps.
So where was Tad through all of this, you ask? Just hanging out. Seriously. It's so funny because we did the childbirth class and learned all these things for him to do to help me through labor (like massage, putting pressure on my hips, putting cold towels on my neck, walking around with me, etc.) but I really didn't need any of those things since I was listening to the hypno track. So he was just watching Sunday night football and then a movie. :) He checked on me periodically. When I was in the tub he said I was hunched over and totally in the zone, with the headphones in my ears. I don't think he could even tell when I was having contractions. I just remember thinking that if I could do two really deep, slow cleansing breaths that the worst of it would be over. It worked. I stayed in the tub 2-3 hours... played the relaxation track over and over, reheating the water twice, and only getting out to use the restroom (because I was drinking a lot of vitamin water to stay hydrated). Finally, I decided to get out and do something different. The next contraction I had I was hunched over the sink and felt an involuntary bearing down. Uh oh! I called Shari and said I felt like I needed to push... she asked if it felt like I had to poop. I said I didn't know and she replied that she was on her way. About 15 seconds later I had another contraction and called her back in a panic - yes, it felt like I had to use the bathroom! She instructed me to call the midwife and go to the hospital immediately. I remember laying over the daybed in the nursery while calling the midwife. Of course, I got the answering service and they asked me the SAME MILLION QUESTIONS -- name, social, dob, how far along are you, what are you feeling. I pretty much told her I was about to have the baby on the floor and she needed to get Anjli on the phone immediately. I think I would have punched her in the face if she had been in front of me. Haha. During this time, Tad was quietly gathering our things to go. He was worried that now the "real" contractions had started and that it was going to be a tough labor for me because I had been so calm and quiet the whole time and then all of a sudden I was in a panic.
We rushed to Atlanta Medical Center around 3:30 AM. Tad called our parents and sisters to let them know -- his words, "Just wanted to let you know that we're on the way to the hospital and Ashley is doing fine." I remember thinking, "I AM NOT doing fine! This baby is about to come out!" He was so calm though. Again, probably because he thought I was being overly dramatic. :) We pulled up to the ER and got a wheelchair attendant to take me to L&D while he parked the car. I remember having a contraction as the automatic doors opened and screaming. I'm sure I was quite a sight for those people in the waiting room! The attendant kept saying, just hold on miss, just hold on. I think he was worried I was going to have the kid in the hallway. Getting to the 7th floor took FOREVER. Finally they put me in the first L&D room and put a gown on me. Three nurses were in there and one said, "We're just going to check you to see what's happening". Now, I hadn't been checked before, not even during my last visits because I think it's pointless since you can be 2 cm for a month before the baby comes. And I put in my birth plan that I didn't want to be checked at all. But at that point, I could care less. They could do whatever they wanted as long as I was able to push! The nurse's next statement: "Oh, you're 10 cm. We're going to have a baby soon!" Really, lady?! I could've told you that! I exclaimed, "I do not want an episiotomy!" Haha. Of all the things, this is what was on my mind. (By the way, I guess my water broke while I was in the tub because I never felt it). They brought in a midwife from another practice because they were worried Anjli wouldn't be there in time. There was a small part of me that panicked, being that I had never laid eyes on this woman before, but at the same time I didn't care - I just wanted the baby OUT! I was so thankful to be in a hospital bed and not at home/in the car/in the hallway. Soon after, Shari got there and started calling the shots (what I love, love, love about her). She asked if they could dim the lights and she took my gown off so I would have immediate skin to skin contact with the baby. She was also calling Tad, telling him that if he wanted to catch the baby he better hurry up and get the car parked! When he finally got to the room, someone said, "Wash your hands!". I think he was a little overwhelmed that it was happening so fast, but I barely paid him any attention because I was so focused on pushing. Friends of mine have freaked out when their husbands weren't there, but I honestly would've birthed the baby without him at that point. Glad it worked out that he made it though. :) Anjli got there next. What a relief - she was the one that I wanted there to help me since the beginning of my pregnancy! And I remember her looking a little surprised. She said she figured she had plenty of time when I called since this was my first. Nope!
I pushed while holding on to Shari's strong hands and she kept whispering in my ear between contractions to stay relaxed and that I was doing great. Everyone was giving me encouragement. I eventually moved to my hands and knees on the bed to let gravity help get the baby out. This made pushing much more effective. Before I knew it, the baby was here! Tad caught him/her (we didn't know at that point!) and put the baby in my arms. Tad came around and we realized it was a boy. I'm crying thinking about that moment even now. What a flood of emotions and endorphins! Such overwhelming love. No question that there is a God much bigger than us that is responsible for all of this. Empowerment that I had done it! I had birthed this baby with no drugs and only relying on my own body, which knew exactly what to do. Tad and I both looked at each other and down at this miracle in utter amazement. We both cried (he may deny it, but there were tears for him too). A son! With ten fingers and ten toes! And a cleft chin! :) That was the first thing I noticed about him. Definitely not the mailman's!
We arrived at the hospital on Monday, September 19th, around 3:50 AM and Mark Henry was born at 4:41. It was a perfect birth. Fast, not as planned, but perfect nonetheless. It's true the only person who knows how it will go is the baby. We had packed all this "labor" stuff for the hospital - speakers for music, lavender oil, spray bottle with a fan, vitamin water - none of which we used because I was there less than an hour before he was born. I even put on a sports bra as we were leaving home just in case I was able to have a water birth. Hilarious! And that's another thing, Mark Henry had plans to arrive by land and not by water. (The birthing tub takes 45 minutes to get ready so that went out the window.) He also wanted to be 9 days "late" because he knew he had to fatten up a little bit. The boy was only 6 pounds, 2.5 ounces at birth! Such a little guy!
After they wiped him down while on my chest, we immediately starting working on nursing. Anjli and Shari told me he would only be awake for 1-2 hours so we needed to take advantage of that time. I'm so, so thankful for that now as he's been a great nurser from day one. And talk about bonding right from the start - it was awesome! I'm also thankful for Tad and his patience. After catching him and immediately giving him to me, he waited two hours before holding him again. We have a picture with a clock in the background to prove it. :)
I think I was on a birthing high for 2 weeks... I felt like I could conquer the world. I didn't even want to sleep! It's the most empowering thing I've ever done. Yes, I'm proud of myself. I told Tad that as quick as it all happened (~ 6 hours) that the next time I may do a home birth. There's no telling how fast the next one will be! If the Atlanta Birthing Center is open that will be a hard decision though - I would love to work with the Intown Midwife team again. They're amazing. And at the birthing center you leave 6-8 hours later - sign me up! Staying overnight at AMC was torture. I wanted to rest and every 5 seconds they were coming in to check my vitals or take Mark Henry for some test. The goal was to leave the next morning by lunchtime but of course the pediatrician dragged her feet so we didn't leave until 5:00. Twelve hours was enough for me! But that's a minor thing when I think about the whole experience. Like I said, it was just perfect. And you can bet your dollar that I'll have the hypnobirthing mp3s all ready for the next go around!
Mark Henry and Santa
I came on here to tell Mark Henry's birth story (finally!), but first, here's the latest picture of little man. We met up with the Peeks after church on Sunday at Atlantic Station and paid Santa an impromptu visit (thus the LSU attire and not Christmas attire). Daddy dressed him up because LSU won the SEC Championship against UGA Saturday -- guess he wanted to rub it in to all the Georgia fans at Buckhead Church. :) I told Santa that he can't talk but if he could he would ask for world peace. Santa said, "It looks like one of his wishes already came true." Observant Santa. Yes, we're obnoxious LSU fans that dress our kid in head to toe purple and gold. And we'll probably do it again once we win the National Championship against Alabama. Bam!
Sunday, September 25, 2011
He's here and perfect!
Mark Henry was born Monday, September 19th at 4:41 AM. He weighed 6 lbs. 2.5 ozs. and measured 20 inches long. He's perfect in every way! Tad and I are having a lot of fun getting to know the little guy.
I will post the birth story later, but here are a few of my favorite pics of him so far:
First family photo:
He's tiny!
Perfect!
I will post the birth story later, but here are a few of my favorite pics of him so far:
First family photo:
He's tiny!
Perfect!
Saturday, September 17, 2011
EDD has come and gone, but that's alright!
Saturday, 9-10-11, would have been a cool birthday for this kid, but the day is long gone. I knew I would be "late" so it wasn't too big of a deal for me. However, because I liked the date I decided to just see if a pre-natal massage from Amanda and eating Eggplant Parm. at Scalini's on Friday would help. Of course, it didn't.
Tad had to work on Saturday but I went ahead and make plans to celebrate other people's birthday since there was no birthing action with us. Jenny had Fisher's 2nd birthday party with family and she was sweet enough to invite me. Here's him with his amazing Nemo birthday cake:
I love hanging out with her and Jason's family. I got a kick out of the look on their faces when they casually asked when my due date was and I said "today". :)
Next up, I went to the Harper's to hang out for Wendy's birthday, which is the 11th. Here's the small group girls (minus Brooke because she was in Estonia for a mission trip):
I wanted to get a shot of my belly on my due date and Matt just happened to be standing there so I said we should compare bellies:
So that was how I spent my day. Oh, and watching football of course. Tad and I are so happy it's that season again. Only having the Braves to watch for a couple of months is tough. Here's the LSU gear we have for the baby so far (thanks Aunt Tammie and Mimi!):
Tad is determined for the baby to come home in LSU gear. I told him definitely if we bring the baby home on game day, but this week they played on Thursday (beating Mississippi State 19-6) so we'll see.
By the way, today I'm 41 weeks! Woo hoo!
Tad had to work on Saturday but I went ahead and make plans to celebrate other people's birthday since there was no birthing action with us. Jenny had Fisher's 2nd birthday party with family and she was sweet enough to invite me. Here's him with his amazing Nemo birthday cake:
I love hanging out with her and Jason's family. I got a kick out of the look on their faces when they casually asked when my due date was and I said "today". :)
Next up, I went to the Harper's to hang out for Wendy's birthday, which is the 11th. Here's the small group girls (minus Brooke because she was in Estonia for a mission trip):
I wanted to get a shot of my belly on my due date and Matt just happened to be standing there so I said we should compare bellies:
So that was how I spent my day. Oh, and watching football of course. Tad and I are so happy it's that season again. Only having the Braves to watch for a couple of months is tough. Here's the LSU gear we have for the baby so far (thanks Aunt Tammie and Mimi!):
Tad is determined for the baby to come home in LSU gear. I told him definitely if we bring the baby home on game day, but this week they played on Thursday (beating Mississippi State 19-6) so we'll see.
By the way, today I'm 41 weeks! Woo hoo!
Saturday, September 3, 2011
the best baby quote I've heard so far...
No one else will ever know the strength of my love for you. After all, you're the only one who knows what my heart sounds like from the inside.
- Unknown
I totally cried when I read it on Pinterest today. Countdown continues!
- Unknown
I totally cried when I read it on Pinterest today. Countdown continues!
Sunday, August 28, 2011
nursery goodness
The nursery is done! It's about time being that I hit the 38 week mark yesterday. :) And actually, I'm still waiting on one thing I ordered from Etsy to get here. They are birds to hang over the crib with the pom pom balls that Jess made. Here's the grand tour. They're not the best quality because I took them with my iphone. I can't find the cord to connect my camera to the computer (need to get on that before this baby gets here - doh)....
This is the bassinet that my grandmother, dad and I slept in!
I saw something similar to these on Etsy and I loved them. Dad used to sing us this song when we were little. Jess made them for me! Love, love, love!
Quilt Tad's mom made!
Sunday, August 21, 2011
baby got back
Meaning that I feel the baby's bum almost constantly now. :) Definitely less kicking or more just moving and poking out major body parts. It's pretty cool to watch. A couple of people have asked me, "Has he/she gotten underneath your ribs yet?". Not sure what that means, but I don't think so. Hiccups are the most common disruption. Poor thing. I joke that I wonder if I should hold my breath or drink a glass of water upside down. Thankfully they're not as violent as Tad's (if anyone has been around Tad when he has hiccups, this needs no explanation).
I was 37 weeks yesterday! Woo hoo! So this little guy/gal can come at anytime now and hopefully not need medical intervention. I've been thanking God all week for letting this pregnancy go so well. I feel like my body has adjusted easily and I'm still moving and shaking. I guess the first trimester is a little like birthing -- you don't remember how awful it is once it's over. Haha! I can say "yes, there were several times where I threw up 3 times/day or felt nauseous 24/7", but I don't have any negative feelings associated with it. Weird, because I know at the time I was thinking this may be the only time, regardless of how many kids we want, because it was pretty tough.
Yes, I'm still throwing up about once/week (brushing my teeth in the morning sometimes triggers it) but other than that I'm feeling great. There have been a couple of days where I've really wore myself out but I think of it more as working off the junk food I'm consuming daily (hello Krispy Kreme donuts and Reese Blizzards!). Friday I walked about a mile round trip to a market research study and then did a one hour line dancing class with some other folks in HR. One of my colleagues walked in to the gym and said "Well if Ashley's here, then I can definitely do this". Haha! I even did the wobble! :) Yesterday I conquered Hancock Fabrics, Walmart AND Target. Go me! My plan is to walk this baby out! Mobility is getting harder and it's tough to get into a standing position from sitting, get out of bed, roll over to my other side laying down, bend over to get the dogs' plates to feed them, etc. but this shouldn't be surprising being that I'm as round as a basketball!
Now that birthing classes are over (which I'm sure Tad is thankful for) and I've finished reading Birthing From Within and Ina May Gaskin's Guide to Childbirth, I've been taking it pretty easy on the preparations. I am listening to the Hypnobabies material every day (whether it's a hypnosis script or affirmations track that I can do in the car). Although I started them later than you're supposed to, I think it will keep me grounded and relaxed. I just can't imagine not doing the reading and research that I've done to get ready for this. No wonder women have all this apprehension and fear surrounding childbirth if they're just going off of tv/movies and what people around them say. Geez. People still tell me "just get the epidural" or ask "when will they induce you?". Bottom line is I can honestly say I feel no fear or nervousness when I think about birthing naturally. All that's there is excitement and anticipation to find out how it will all play out. I WILL admit that I'm hoping it's quick since Mom and Abby had really quick labors, but who knows. A high school friend labored for 28 hours all together... 6 hours in the birthing tub and pushed for 2 hours. Jackson's little hand was up by his cheek so it made things a lot harder. The midwife said afterwards that if she had been anywhere else, she would have had an episiotomy or maybe even an emergency C section. But Margaret was patient and let things happen the way they're supposed to and you know what? She didn't even tear. Another thing I've constantly thanking God for -- connecting me with this wonderful midwife practice! The lack of fear also comes from knowing that Margaret and Anjili are such pros and they will let things happen the way God intended them unless it's MEDICALLY NECESSARY to do otherwise. And a quick shout out to my doula - Shari. I can't wait to see her work her magic on me. She's a Godsend and has a natural ability to make everyone in the room relax and "just be". She has also made both Tad and I feel like such a priority already (and she's one of the busiest chicken raising, garden growing, massage giving, baby birthing people I know).
In other news, Tad got my car detailed Friday to remove the 1,345,508 particles of dog hair so I would feel good about putting the car seat in. Go Tad for installing it in true firefighter fashion! :) We'll see how long it takes before the pups take a ride, but for now I'm really enjoying a clean car!
The nursery is pretty much done, except we need to hang some shelves and pictures. I keep saying Tad and I will tackle it, but I end up watching Wheel of Fortune and vegging out on the couch. Hee hee. I was just thinking how I can run all these errands, go swimming, get a sewing lesson from Aunt Martha and be busy, busy but the second I walk in the house I become very unmotivated to do anything, even though it has started to cause me some stress. (Reality has hit that this baby could be here at any time!) So my goal is to finish this stuff TODAY. It really won't take more than an hour and Tad and I have no plans after church besides volunteering at Meals on Wheels with small group. We need to make it happen so it can sit completed for at least a couple of days. Don't people normally get the nursery done weeks and weeks in advance? I thought I would be one of those people, but I guess not!
As you can see from the time stamp, it's early morning. I've been awake since about 5:00. This is happening randomly so I'm appreciative of the nights where I get up 3-5 times to pee but can go back to sleep pretty quickly. Other times, I come back to bed and then my mind starts running. That wouldn't be so bad but when I start feeling hungry I know it's over and that I'll be up for a while. I've been drinking a soy/whey protein powder mixed with soy milk right before I go to bed which has helped a ton, but some early mornings it's just not enough to get me through. I'm a great Vitamin Shoppe advertiser these days by the way... I'm drinking floradix/iron and taking vitamin D, my pre-natal with DHA and a probiotic. The probiotic is probably unnecessary because I do eat Greek Yogurt almost every day... and tested negative for Group B Strep (no IVs for me, yay!) but as Dr. Sears says, "You're only as healthy as your colon" and I"m trying to be as healthy as possible (minus the junk food -- don't judge) for this little bun in the oven. :)
Saturday, August 6, 2011
We're having a baby
In honor of Lucille Ball's 100th birthday, Google had a Doodle about I love Lucy. This clip is cute:
Thursday, August 4, 2011
baby bums
I'm taking a cloth diapering workshop next week. Really stoked about it actually. I registered for a bunch of g diapers but I hear there are better options out there. It's amazing how far they've come since I was a baby. No more pre-folds with safety pins. Now there are all-in-ones, pocket diapers, hybrid diapers, snappis, contours, etc. etc. etc. It's overwhelming! Hopefully I get a good grasp of what will work best for us. I still think I'm going to do a trial program, like this one at Jillian's Drawers. I've pretty much convinced Tad that breastfeeding poop isn't bad, that there will be no toilet swishing for quite a while, and I'm okay with him using disposable liners if he wants. Now I just need to talk GP for Kids into letting us have BB in cloth while there 3 days/ week!
The past couple of weeks have flown by and I'll be 35 weeks on Saturday. Grandmommy, Aunt Debra, Mom and Abby are throwing me a family shower. I can't wait to see everyone! I went to the midwife yesterday and I'm measuring perfectly, the baby is still head down, and I'm gaining weight like no one's business (6 lbs in a month, which puts me at 23 total). People keep telling me I'm all belly. Not sure if they're being nice or if it's true but I'll take it! I've been proud that I've been able to still wear my rings (I think drinkings tons of water every day and walking a lot has helped), but in the waiting room of the midwife office yesterday I had a hard time getting them off so decided then and there I would put them on my necklace and not risk them being stuck. Guess the swelling has started, but only in my fingers so far. I also haven't been "miserable". Waiting for it, but I'm an optimist so maybe I won't get there. The heat is tough, of course, but I just keep thinking about how lucky I am to work inside with a fan at my desk!
I start going to the midwife weekly now. That was a big wake up call that this baby's arrival is really going to be here before we know it! That, and getting a September magazine in the mail this week. :) I can't wait to meet him/her and see what he/she looks like. Tad and I talk about it all the time. And silly as it sounds, I can't wait to see the baby's hair. I've always wanted a baby with a headful but both Tad and I only had peach fuzz. :) And if the wive's tale is true about the heartburn meaning lots of hair then I shouldn't get my hopes up. I've been lucky not to have much. Just in the past few weeks I've had some reflux at night a couple of times/week but I pop two Tums and it goes away. Thankful for that!
I've started to think more about the labor process, our birth plan, and the expectations I have of what things will be like. We're taking a childbirthing class on the 13th, but I've also started listening to the Hypnobabies cds. Check out these labor videos and see why it's worth listening to if you're preggers! Since I'm only listening to the cds and not taking the class I don't know how effective it will be but it sure can't hurt trying it out!
Reflecting so far on the pregnancy, I can honestly say I've enjoyed being pregnant. The beginning was tough with the nausea, vomiting and being tired but I wouldn't trade the experience. It made it real, which was important to me before I was showing. My body definitely didn't let me forget I was making a baby! Now feeling the baby move is amazing. It's starting to be less kicking and more of their body parts protruding from my belly. And the hiccups are interesting! Several co-workers got to feel them this week. :) Many have told me that I'll miss being pregnant and feeling the baby inside of me. I'm so anxious to meet this little munchkin that it's hard to imagine thinking about being pregnant after I get to hold him/her in my arms! I definitely can't wait to drink a couple of classes of red wine, sip a Corona and sleep on my stomach. Oh, and shop for regular clothes! And shave with only my left hand. And see my feet (haha, just kidding. I can definitely still see my feet.)
I know I've said it before but I'll say it again: Tad has been the most amazing partner in all of this. It's incredible how much we're on the same page. I've taken a very pro-active, investigative approach in how we're going to bring this baby into the world and he's been so supportive (and a good listener as I read him the research). :) I know he's going to be an awesome birth partner and an even better dad to this guy/girl. One of the things I'm most looking forward to is watching Tad meet him/her for the first time. Can't wait! Only 5-7 weeks left!
Thursday, July 14, 2011
love.
Jenny is sweet enough to throw me a shower this weekend with some of our old Acsys/Accountants Intl. co-workers. Can't wait to catch up with these ladies! In the meantime, I just wanted to share the saying that's on the invitation. Love it!
The Greatest Gift
Today the doctor confirmed what my heart already knew: I am carrying a child. This is a joy unlike any other. It is too amazing for science and too wonderful for words.
Today a stranger in an elevator confirmed what my body already knew: My child is becoming obvious. "When are you due?" As I answer, maternal pride wells up from within. It is too complex for science and too new for words.
Today a strong kick confirmed what my mind already knew: I hold within my womb a human being. Another kick follows as if to say, "I am a real, live person". It is too spiritual for science and too precious for words.
Sally A. Powell
The Greatest Gift
Today the doctor confirmed what my heart already knew: I am carrying a child. This is a joy unlike any other. It is too amazing for science and too wonderful for words.
Today a stranger in an elevator confirmed what my body already knew: My child is becoming obvious. "When are you due?" As I answer, maternal pride wells up from within. It is too complex for science and too new for words.
Today a strong kick confirmed what my mind already knew: I hold within my womb a human being. Another kick follows as if to say, "I am a real, live person". It is too spiritual for science and too precious for words.
Sally A. Powell
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Fun stuff.
Wednesday I went to the midwife. This was the first appointment where Tad wasn't there, but no way around it because he's in fire rookie school for the next six weeks. It was normal appointment in that I had a list of questions and Anjili and I talked for about 20 minutes. I told her I would be really surprised if she doesn't attend the birth because I've seen her more than anyone else there! Three weeks before at my last appt. bb was still breach so I was eager to find out if anything had changed so after we chatted she felt my belly -- the head was down! That was great news... I was surprised I didn't feel all that movement of the 180 degree turn but I had no clue. I was so excited when Anjili said she was going to do a quick ultrasound to make sure. Too bad it lasted less than 30 seconds... she just said "yep, there's the head, there's the butt and there's the feet". Much different than my 20 minute ultrasound at See Baby! The only other news from this appt. was that I had lost a pound. She didn't say anything about it, probably because I'm measuring fine. Tad was worried but I told him as long as the baby and my belly are growing then I don't care if I gain another pound in the next 9 weeks!
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This week we have the water birth class at North Fulton on Sunday. It's required by Tenet to labor/deliver in the water. I was planning to take it at AMC, but when I called last week to register they said the next available slot was Sept. 1st. Whoops, procrastinated on that one! I thought that was cutting it a little close to my due date so I just decided to go up to Roswell to take it. On Saturday, Jenny is throwing me a shower with some of my old Acsys co-workers. I'm looking forward to catching up with them!
That night Tad and I went to Atlanta Medical for the Midwife Meet n' Greet. It's mainly for people who are thinking of using them so there was a Q and A session and a maternity ward tour (which is why I wanted to go). Tad and I are incredibly lucky that we've gone to Intown Midwifery from the beginning. There were several women there who were in their third trimester who decided to transfer because they were unhappy with their OB. Tad even said "we have to make sure we have all of our kids with them". It makes me happy he loves them as much as I do!
I'm still feeling pretty good, just get worn out easily and I'm always hot (to be expected this time of year in Atlanta regardless of whether you're pregnant or not!). I pretty much take lukewarm showers and I still feel light-headed so I sit down to brush my teeth and put on my make-up in the morning. The past several nights I've been waking up at around 2:30 and stay up for an hour to an hour 1/2. It's pretty annoying. I'm never uncomfortable but sometimes I'm hungry so I eat something with protein in it and then lay back down. My mind is super busy with thoughts of pregnancy, labor, and work so it takes a while to fall back asleep. The baby is most active during this time too so I have a feeling he or she arrives I'll be up at the same hour. :) I'm thankful that the nausea is minimal. On average, I probably get sick once/week but it hits me all of a sudden. Sometimes it's when I brush my tongue in the morning and other times it's completely random (like on Thursday when I drank some water with lime and had the sudden urge to vom). I'm used to it now.
We decided on a doula, the amazing Shari Aizenman.
Lastly, my first baby shower was yesterday. Jess and Becky hosted at Jess' house and I must say, it was one of the best showers I've been to with lots of yummy food and awesome decorations! I have some pretty wonderful friends too... bb got tons of stuff! Here are some of my favorite pics:
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Sunday, July 3, 2011
Article
One of the best articles I've read... makes me feel good about the decisions I've made so far:
30 weeks down, 10-12 more to go. :)
Can't believe I'm 30 weeks already! God willing I will make it full term so that's why I put 10-12 weeks more! A doula I spoke with told me that the average first time pregnant woman goes until 41 weeks and 2 days. I'm reminding myself of that stat often so when September 10th comes around (or the 18th for that matter) I won't be disappointed that there are no signs of labor! My widwives will let me go to 42 weeks (but after 40 weeks I'll start seeing Dr. Bootstaylor for fetal monitoring to ensure the baby is still doing well).
We're in full blown preparation mode, in terms of birthing this baby anyway (I need to get my butt in gear with finishing the nursery - the tree wall decal is NOT on the wall, I still haven't decided on bedding for the day bed, I need to buy a crib mattress, the amazing crib skirt that Tad's mom made isn't on yet, I need to go back to Michael's to finish my bird houses, order prints from etsy that I want, and on and on and on). But what I HAVE been doing is signing up for an independent birthing class (8/13 is the big day), reading books and articles to prepare (currently tackling Birthing From Within, with Ina May's Guide to Childbirth and Ricki Lake's Your Best Birth to follow). I even have one on the way from the library for Tad to read: The Birth Partner: A Complete Guide to Childbirth for Dads, Doulas and All Other Labor Companions. Of course, he doesn't know it yet but I look at him with sweet eyes and say it's important to me maybe he'll look at it. I'm kidding.
We've also met one doula that I REALLY like. She came over last week and talked to us for almost 2 hours. I promised myself I would meet at least 2 before making a decision so I'm still looking at folks... So not too shabby on the preparation side. I know planning an unmedicated birth with no preparation is silly because I'm not trying to fool myself that this will be the hardest and most empowering thing I've ever done if it works out. (Which is another thing I've realized - I can make all the plans in the world, but at the end of the day, the baby determines what will happen and that may be a cesarean delivery, who knows!)
But Tad and I are getting excited and most of our conversations are around the baby, how we envision labor, life changing when the baby gets home, the dogs adjusting, maternity leave, childcare at GP for Kids, etc. etc. etc. It's kind of hard not to talk about when you have this massive belly around, a baby flipping and kicking 24-7, peeing 20 times/day, and my hips hurting from the ligaments stretching and preparing. :)
One thing I am super excited about is our baby growing up at Buckhead Church and having them dedicated there. When Tad and I started going there 5 years ago, I remember thinking I couldn't wait to have a baby so they could go to Waumba Land (the pre-school space). :) We are blessed to go to such an awesome church, no doubt. Speaking of being blessed, I really want to put the lyrics of this song in the nursery:
He is jealous for me, Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.
And oh, how He loves us oh
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us all
He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.
We are His portion and He is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If grace is an ocean, we're all sinking
So Heaven meets earth like a sloppy, wet kiss
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don't have time to maintain these regrets
When I think about the way He loves us.
(David Crowder Band)
We're in full blown preparation mode, in terms of birthing this baby anyway (I need to get my butt in gear with finishing the nursery - the tree wall decal is NOT on the wall, I still haven't decided on bedding for the day bed, I need to buy a crib mattress, the amazing crib skirt that Tad's mom made isn't on yet, I need to go back to Michael's to finish my bird houses, order prints from etsy that I want, and on and on and on). But what I HAVE been doing is signing up for an independent birthing class (8/13 is the big day), reading books and articles to prepare (currently tackling Birthing From Within, with Ina May's Guide to Childbirth and Ricki Lake's Your Best Birth to follow). I even have one on the way from the library for Tad to read: The Birth Partner: A Complete Guide to Childbirth for Dads, Doulas and All Other Labor Companions. Of course, he doesn't know it yet but I look at him with sweet eyes and say it's important to me maybe he'll look at it. I'm kidding.
We've also met one doula that I REALLY like. She came over last week and talked to us for almost 2 hours. I promised myself I would meet at least 2 before making a decision so I'm still looking at folks... So not too shabby on the preparation side. I know planning an unmedicated birth with no preparation is silly because I'm not trying to fool myself that this will be the hardest and most empowering thing I've ever done if it works out. (Which is another thing I've realized - I can make all the plans in the world, but at the end of the day, the baby determines what will happen and that may be a cesarean delivery, who knows!)
But Tad and I are getting excited and most of our conversations are around the baby, how we envision labor, life changing when the baby gets home, the dogs adjusting, maternity leave, childcare at GP for Kids, etc. etc. etc. It's kind of hard not to talk about when you have this massive belly around, a baby flipping and kicking 24-7, peeing 20 times/day, and my hips hurting from the ligaments stretching and preparing. :)
One thing I am super excited about is our baby growing up at Buckhead Church and having them dedicated there. When Tad and I started going there 5 years ago, I remember thinking I couldn't wait to have a baby so they could go to Waumba Land (the pre-school space). :) We are blessed to go to such an awesome church, no doubt. Speaking of being blessed, I really want to put the lyrics of this song in the nursery:
He is jealous for me, Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.
And oh, how He loves us oh
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us all
He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.
We are His portion and He is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If grace is an ocean, we're all sinking
So Heaven meets earth like a sloppy, wet kiss
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don't have time to maintain these regrets
When I think about the way He loves us.
(David Crowder Band)
Monday, June 6, 2011
Oops, wrong week
So I wrote the blog on Friday and I've been thinking all along that I'm 27 weeks. Well, I just got my babycenter update email that I'm 26. Oops. Can you tell my brain is mush? I just hope that after this baby comes, I will get my senses about me again. Otherwise, I'm worried for Tad, my job, friends and family. :)
Friday, June 3, 2011
Over halfway!
So this post is catch up from the last SEVEN weeks (wow, times flies). I thought I would be more diligent with blogging because I was so fond of journaling and diaries when I was younger. I guess I lost that itch. :) Or I have more on my plate these days than in high school!
We had the ultrasound at 19 weeks and it showed that the baby was measuring right on target. Awesome! We saw the bladder, the four chambers of the heart, the spine and the legs and arms. It was incredible. I've often told friends who are having ultrasounds "be sure to drink a Coke before so the baby moves around" and of course I forgot this advice so the most we got was a little wave. But it was still very cool to see this kid who has taken over my body. :)
Here are some pics:
The past couple of weeks have been uneventful in terms of the baby besides the kicking and moving becoming more noticeable. That's been my favorite part of the pregnancy so far - it truly is a miracle! And I love that Tad has been able to fill it for the past 5 weeks or so. I think it makes it more real for him besides just seeing my growing belly. The baby is most active in the morning and at night. Tad's mom said that both Tammie and Tad ended up being the most awake during the time they were most active in the womb. Tad and I are hoping for a night-lover because neither of us are morning people! We'll see.
Another important thing to note is that I've had ZERO heartburn. If the wives tail holds true, this means that my kid will have nothing more than some peach fuzz, just like me when I was an infant. (I don't think I had hair until I was 4!). Tad didn't have much either so my dreams of having a baby with a head full of hair are probably hopeless. :)
Tad's parents came over for 2 weeks and completely re-did our house. Not kidding. They painted every room, re-did the hardwoods in the nursery, put in a new threshold in the foyer and helped Tad build a shed for the backyard. They were amazing help and I'm so thankful. There's no telling how many times they went to Sherwin Williams. I bet at least 10. Dad, Tad, Tad's dad and a couple of guys from our small group also cut a bunch of limbs and one tree down in the backyard too. Our hope is to grow some grass back there in the fall! The house looks so much better.
Tomorrow I will be 27 weeks. The thought of only having around 13 weeks to go is crazy. Time has flown by, just like everyone said it would. For the past week I've been trying to research birthing classes and doulas. We still haven't decided if we're going to use a doula, but most likely we will. I figure Tad and I can use all the help we can get with the first one and doing it with no medication.
I go to Intown Midwifery Tuesday and have the glucose test done to make sure I don't have gestational diabetes. I'm going to try to be good and keep my sweet intake to a minimum until then, but of course I'm craving ice cream. I think because it's getting warmer (it's been in the 90's) and anything cool just hits the spot.
The Bivens family is heading down to the beach on the 18th and I couldn't be more excited for a vacation. I've only had one day off since December! The only downside is Tad can't go since he just started at Forest Park. That's a bummer. But regardless, I can't wait to lounge on one of those low beach chairs close to the water with a good book in my hand! I may even buy some O'douls or make some virgin margaritas!
We had the ultrasound at 19 weeks and it showed that the baby was measuring right on target. Awesome! We saw the bladder, the four chambers of the heart, the spine and the legs and arms. It was incredible. I've often told friends who are having ultrasounds "be sure to drink a Coke before so the baby moves around" and of course I forgot this advice so the most we got was a little wave. But it was still very cool to see this kid who has taken over my body. :)
Here are some pics:
The past couple of weeks have been uneventful in terms of the baby besides the kicking and moving becoming more noticeable. That's been my favorite part of the pregnancy so far - it truly is a miracle! And I love that Tad has been able to fill it for the past 5 weeks or so. I think it makes it more real for him besides just seeing my growing belly. The baby is most active in the morning and at night. Tad's mom said that both Tammie and Tad ended up being the most awake during the time they were most active in the womb. Tad and I are hoping for a night-lover because neither of us are morning people! We'll see.
Another important thing to note is that I've had ZERO heartburn. If the wives tail holds true, this means that my kid will have nothing more than some peach fuzz, just like me when I was an infant. (I don't think I had hair until I was 4!). Tad didn't have much either so my dreams of having a baby with a head full of hair are probably hopeless. :)
Tad's parents came over for 2 weeks and completely re-did our house. Not kidding. They painted every room, re-did the hardwoods in the nursery, put in a new threshold in the foyer and helped Tad build a shed for the backyard. They were amazing help and I'm so thankful. There's no telling how many times they went to Sherwin Williams. I bet at least 10. Dad, Tad, Tad's dad and a couple of guys from our small group also cut a bunch of limbs and one tree down in the backyard too. Our hope is to grow some grass back there in the fall! The house looks so much better.
Tomorrow I will be 27 weeks. The thought of only having around 13 weeks to go is crazy. Time has flown by, just like everyone said it would. For the past week I've been trying to research birthing classes and doulas. We still haven't decided if we're going to use a doula, but most likely we will. I figure Tad and I can use all the help we can get with the first one and doing it with no medication.
I go to Intown Midwifery Tuesday and have the glucose test done to make sure I don't have gestational diabetes. I'm going to try to be good and keep my sweet intake to a minimum until then, but of course I'm craving ice cream. I think because it's getting warmer (it's been in the 90's) and anything cool just hits the spot.
The Bivens family is heading down to the beach on the 18th and I couldn't be more excited for a vacation. I've only had one day off since December! The only downside is Tad can't go since he just started at Forest Park. That's a bummer. But regardless, I can't wait to lounge on one of those low beach chairs close to the water with a good book in my hand! I may even buy some O'douls or make some virgin margaritas!
Saturday, April 16, 2011
19 weeks!
Jess took this picture of me last Sunday at the Braves game. Today I hit the 19 week mark. Can't believe I'm almost halfway done. Everyone told me it would go by fast and I didn't believe them. Now I do!
Monday I went for my monthly midwife appointment... everything is still going well. I've gained 8 lbs so far (I think giving up desserts for Lent has saved me several pounds!) and the baby's heart rate was around 160. I asked if it's true that girls have higher heart rates but the midwife said she had heard that, but wasn't sure. Like everything else, it depends. My uterus is right below my belly button, which is on track for how far along I am. The midwife even showed Tad how to press down on my belly and feel it. Apparently it feels like a bicep. Strange.
I've started to feel the baby move. Last Wednesday I felt some light poking, but now it's much more apparent. Like little tapping inside of me. I have to be sitting pretty still to notice it, and it's always on my left side. The midwife said that the placenta is on the right and the baby on the left, probably. I kind of forgot that part of pregnancy (feeling the baby inside of you). It calms me. I can't wait for Tad to be able to feel it too! I'm feeling like a million bucks these days. Well, maybe not a million but several hundred thousand. ;) I have a lot more energy, only need around 8 hours of sleep (I still shoot for more!) and minimal puking. (Although I ate Oz last night and threw it all up after I brushed my teeth and gagged -- oops.) The only major symptom left from the first trimester is having to pee a lot during the night. I typically get up anywhere from 2-5 times, even if I stop drinking liquids hours before I go to bed. I can tell my body is going through some changes... everything is loosening up from the progesterone, which make my hips and back sore. I've never been to a chiropractor before but I'm going Monday and I feel like it's a few days before Christmas -- I can't wait! There's also a massage therapist on staff so I'm hoping for a double dose of goodness.
Next Friday at 9:00 I go in for an ultrasound. It will be my first one so Tad and I are stoked to see this kid! Nope, not finding out what we're having (that's always the next thing people ask). If all goes well that day, then we'll get into planning mode. Tad's parents are planning to come in a few weeks to help with the nursery and some house stuff (building a privacy fence, painting the house, re-doing some of the flooring). I'm sure mom and dad will be here too. The thought of all the work exhausts me but I'm excited at the same time.
We were supposed to be in Helen for the weekend and take Lilli and Avery to Cabbage Patchland for their Easter Egg Hunt, but the weather last night was crummy. Instead, Abby and I are going to the Dawsonville outlets to find some maternity clothes. I've worn out the bella band and I want to get some work dresses. Abby will also get to meet Brecken for the first time because we're having lunch with Jess and the little guy. I'm sure it will make Abby have the baby bug again, like she says holding a baby always does!
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Baby Busby's birth story...
First things first, I've been a slacker on this blog. I realized when I logged in that I haven't posted since the end of February and it's April 3rd. Time flies when you're pregnant. :P
Since week 11 things have gotten much better, but the sickess and nausea didn't stop at week 12. Not that I was counting on it, but I will admit that by week 14 I was pretty over it. It mostly happened when I let myself get too hungry and if I went to sleep a little hungry, then it was all over when I woke up in the morning. It's funny how your body adjusts. I never thought I would get used to puking almost daily, but I did. Although a couple of weeks ago, I got sick 3 times in a day and by the afternoon I was feeling pretty sorry for myself. Tad was working that night so I was home alone with the dogs and down in the dumps, which is a rare for me. I prayed and I was reminded through the prayer that I am creating a life inside of me, and that my body is now being shared. Needless to say, I sucked it up, went to bed and haven't felt sorry for myself since. :)
I always thought to myself that I would keep a baby book up to date, remember the important milestones of a baby but I'm already slacking... and I'm not only talking about the blog. I have yet to take a profile baby bump pic. I remember looking at Jess' and thinking they were so cute, but I also realized my bathroom mirror is too high to get a shot and the full length mirror that I have is narrow. I need Tad's help with it but I never think about it until I'm alone in the house. The bump is there, and I love it. I joked to Tad the other day that I love being pregnant because I don't have to worry about sitting up straight and sucking in. Lol. Not that I sucked in constantly but it's very freeing to have this belly out there and it not be an unhealthy thing. I find myself wearing tight shirts around the midsection just so I can see it when I look down. I'm sure before long that won't be a problem at all! I still think that people at work just think I've packed on some pounds, but I've started to tell some of my hiring managers. Most are men, but they still seem very happy for me and ask a bunch of questions. I just love the people I work with.
Lindsay Merriman Lewis had her baby, Leyton Knox, on the 1st. As Jess said, "two down and one to go". We're already talking about all the fun we're gonna have camping with the little ones next year. I'm so happy that we all took the dive into motherhood around the same time, and that our kids will be friends. They'll have us beat since we didn't meet until the 6th grade!
Also, I'm still so happy that I chose Intown Midwifery. I met a girl, Shaneen (a friend of Mandy's), who was seeing them and I found out through facebook that she had her baby a couple of weeks ago. Come to find out, she has a blog and I just read the birthing story and saw pictures of the baby and family. Anjli (one of the midwives) was in some of them and the joy on her face brought tears to my eyes. You can tell she's doing her life's calling. I have thought since first pregnant that I hope I get Margaret to birth the baby because she's the most experienced, but after seeing those pics, I almost want Anjli. Shaneen's blog gave me an honest look at natural birth. I know it will not be easy, but I've stuck to my guns about it. There are a couple of reasons I don't want an epidural: I've anxious to see what my body was made to do, I think it's safest for the baby and me, and the recovery time will be easier. Now, after reading Shaneen's birthing story, I have another. The doula told her, "You didn’t do this so you could wear a badge on your arm for having an un-medicated birth, you did this so you could give your daughter the best gift of all: to let her write her own birth story. You let the mystery unfold on its own." Wow, well said. Decisions surrounding bringing a baby into the world are very personal, but I love the thought of things happening in the baby's own time. Although this is not something I can plan for because a lot can happen as I get closer to full term, I pray that the baby will be able to choose when it's ready to come into this world. And as a side note, I am so glad to have Tad be my partner in all this and be supportive of my decision of doing it naturally. I know it will be hard for him to see me in that much pain. Hopefully I don't break his hand or throw ice at him. :) [Tad, I love you so much!]
So I was 17 weeks yesterday, or Monday, depending on who's counting. The baby is the size of a turnip this week. Its skeleton is changing form cartilage to bone and sweat glands are starting to develop. Ahh, the miracle of life. It's crazy to think that we could find out the sex now if we wanted to... but I think it will be worth the surprise!
Since week 11 things have gotten much better, but the sickess and nausea didn't stop at week 12. Not that I was counting on it, but I will admit that by week 14 I was pretty over it. It mostly happened when I let myself get too hungry and if I went to sleep a little hungry, then it was all over when I woke up in the morning. It's funny how your body adjusts. I never thought I would get used to puking almost daily, but I did. Although a couple of weeks ago, I got sick 3 times in a day and by the afternoon I was feeling pretty sorry for myself. Tad was working that night so I was home alone with the dogs and down in the dumps, which is a rare for me. I prayed and I was reminded through the prayer that I am creating a life inside of me, and that my body is now being shared. Needless to say, I sucked it up, went to bed and haven't felt sorry for myself since. :)
I always thought to myself that I would keep a baby book up to date, remember the important milestones of a baby but I'm already slacking... and I'm not only talking about the blog. I have yet to take a profile baby bump pic. I remember looking at Jess' and thinking they were so cute, but I also realized my bathroom mirror is too high to get a shot and the full length mirror that I have is narrow. I need Tad's help with it but I never think about it until I'm alone in the house. The bump is there, and I love it. I joked to Tad the other day that I love being pregnant because I don't have to worry about sitting up straight and sucking in. Lol. Not that I sucked in constantly but it's very freeing to have this belly out there and it not be an unhealthy thing. I find myself wearing tight shirts around the midsection just so I can see it when I look down. I'm sure before long that won't be a problem at all! I still think that people at work just think I've packed on some pounds, but I've started to tell some of my hiring managers. Most are men, but they still seem very happy for me and ask a bunch of questions. I just love the people I work with.
Lindsay Merriman Lewis had her baby, Leyton Knox, on the 1st. As Jess said, "two down and one to go". We're already talking about all the fun we're gonna have camping with the little ones next year. I'm so happy that we all took the dive into motherhood around the same time, and that our kids will be friends. They'll have us beat since we didn't meet until the 6th grade!
Also, I'm still so happy that I chose Intown Midwifery. I met a girl, Shaneen (a friend of Mandy's), who was seeing them and I found out through facebook that she had her baby a couple of weeks ago. Come to find out, she has a blog and I just read the birthing story and saw pictures of the baby and family. Anjli (one of the midwives) was in some of them and the joy on her face brought tears to my eyes. You can tell she's doing her life's calling. I have thought since first pregnant that I hope I get Margaret to birth the baby because she's the most experienced, but after seeing those pics, I almost want Anjli. Shaneen's blog gave me an honest look at natural birth. I know it will not be easy, but I've stuck to my guns about it. There are a couple of reasons I don't want an epidural: I've anxious to see what my body was made to do, I think it's safest for the baby and me, and the recovery time will be easier. Now, after reading Shaneen's birthing story, I have another. The doula told her, "You didn’t do this so you could wear a badge on your arm for having an un-medicated birth, you did this so you could give your daughter the best gift of all: to let her write her own birth story. You let the mystery unfold on its own." Wow, well said. Decisions surrounding bringing a baby into the world are very personal, but I love the thought of things happening in the baby's own time. Although this is not something I can plan for because a lot can happen as I get closer to full term, I pray that the baby will be able to choose when it's ready to come into this world. And as a side note, I am so glad to have Tad be my partner in all this and be supportive of my decision of doing it naturally. I know it will be hard for him to see me in that much pain. Hopefully I don't break his hand or throw ice at him. :) [Tad, I love you so much!]
So I was 17 weeks yesterday, or Monday, depending on who's counting. The baby is the size of a turnip this week. Its skeleton is changing form cartilage to bone and sweat glands are starting to develop. Ahh, the miracle of life. It's crazy to think that we could find out the sex now if we wanted to... but I think it will be worth the surprise!
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Honeymooning!
I've hit the 12 week mark! Halleluyah!
I haven't thrown up since Wednesday or felt too nauseous the past week so I'm hoping things are on the upswing and I'll start to get my appetite and energy back (so Tad can have his wife back, haha). Here's the recap of the past week:
Week 11: I've needed less sleep, which is encouraging. Still bouts of nausea but they're typically when my stomach is empty (so it's my own fault). I still can't let go of my morning Luna bar in bed before I get up - it seems to help and I'm afraid if I stop I will pay for it. I know ahead of time when I'm going to be sick so I'm thankful it's not sudden urges. Because my stomach is empty, there's not much to throw up so I just let it happen because I know I'll feel better afterwards. I've been lucky to have all the public restrooms to myself when I do get sick though and I've found I can pretty much throw up anywhere - Walgreens, Buckhead Church, the office, etc. The time has flown by though... I remember thinking "how am I ever going to make it through 6 weeks of this?"
Week 12: I'm really hoping for the next post I will be able to say - all symptoms gone. I have entered the baby honeymoon phase!!! :)
The baby bump is DEFINITELY there and I'm in love with the belly band, minus it being a little bumpy when I wear certain pants and the fact I can't clip my pedometer on my pocket because the band covers it up (read: dork). I'm going to use it as long as I can instead of buying maternity clothes. I would imagine when the warmer temps hit it will be cooler to just put on dresses than wear all the layers - belly band, camisole, shirt, etc.
We both have started to tell more people in the past week. One, because I was so close to the 12 week mark and two, because of the people we've been around. Let me explain... I found out last Sunday that Dustin Thompson passed away. He's Corey's brother and Aaron's cousin. I pretty much spent more time with these two guys and the Hawkins/Thompson family from '98 through my sophomore year of college than anyone else so this news was shocking. Dustin worked for Riverdale Fire so he and Tad had been talking a lot about getting Tad on there. Tad even saw him at the firehouse the week before. It shook both Tad and me to the core and I wanted to take every opportunity I could to be with the family, because they really are like family to me. I also knew I wanted to tell all of them about the pregnancy because it would be a tiny piece of happiness in this otherwise really sad time. Dustin and Corey's mom, Sandy, even put a note on facebook - "Bright spots in my darkness. News of new life beginning. Amazing women who will be amazing mothers." I just love them so much and I'm thankful they included us in all of their family time. Tad and I were really lucky to spend time with them after the funeral at Grandmother and Bru's then go to Corey and Kim's. Last night I went down to Aaron and Corey's Uncle Jody's for dinner and games. It was good to see Aaron (he flew in from Cali) and Tad and I are hoping to make it to LA for his wedding next month. Here's a picture of Dustin. I still cry every time I see pics of him and my heart still hurts, but I know I will see that smile again one day!
Brecken
I forgot to mention in my last post that Brecken Thomas Conrey was born on February 5th. :) We were at the cabin with small group but went by to see Jess, Wayne and baby Brecken (also bb, haha) on the way home. I think this was the first emotional pregnancy moment because I cried as soon as I started holding him and then again when Tad held him and he broke out into this huge grin. He's just so beautiful and I can't believe that he belongs to Jessica!
I went up there again a couple of Wednesday nights ago and spent the night. It was a real treat to get to love on him all Thursday while I worked from their house. He's the best baby and I'm praying bb is just as good! Wouldn't Tad and I be lucky!
Here's a pic of him. I was on pacifier duty while Jess napped, but who needs a pacy when he's so happy he's smiling in his sleep? Love, love, love him!
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Hearts Day
I'm been a slacker so far in February with the blog, but I feel like I've truly been in survivor mode with the nausea, fatigue and throwing up. Like I said before, Tad is AMAZING and has really been my rock. Thank God the man loves me like the church and doesn't mind a little lot of housework.
Jenny said she wished she had kept a little log of symptoms to know if the pregnancy was the same for each of her kids so here's a quick recap of what I've felt:
Week 9: Hardest week to date in a lot of ways. The nausea wasn't constant, but I threw up more. It was sudden waves of nausea when I let myself get too hungry and then tried to eat something too late. Didn't work well. I'm not sure I'll be eating collard greens for a while. That burned coming up. Sorry, TMI. The fatigue was also at a high. There were a couple of nights I went to bed at 7 or 8 o'clock and still didn't feel rested when my alarm went off at 6:15 AM (so I would snooze until 7:00). My friend Jamie (Myle's wife) said she tried to explain to him that it was a tired she had never felt before. I couldn't agree more. She also said that getting up with Jude at all hours of the night still doesn't compare to the fatigue she felt during the first trimester. THERE'S HOPE! ;)
Week 10: I pretty much slept the weekend away, even though it was 60 and sunny outside and I could've used a dose of vitamin D. I did go to a wine party (and faked it really well, if I do say so myself) and then to Married Life Live at Buckhead Church with some of our small group and the Peeks. Tad wanted to get a drink afterwards with friends since he passed his EMT practical, but thankfully Jenny took me home and we both fell asleep on the couch watching The Office. I'm glad I have another worn out pregnant companion. :) As far as symptoms, the nausea has gotten better, but I'm not sure if it's because I figured out how to keep it under control or if it's going away. I'm hoping for the latter. Sunday I went to Target to buy a bella band and then went to the grocery store, and I remember thinking wow, what a big deal - I really have been avoiding the public, except work people and small group. Of course, I threw up when I got home because I was out too long without eating. :)
So this blog is not a pity me party even though I felt like all I've got to tell of the pregnancy so far is a positive pee stick and the terrible side effects... but there is good news! We had our second midwife visit yesterday. This time we met with Anjli and we loved her just as much as Margaret! How lucky are we to instantly fall in love with the people delivering this baby? I feel like it's such a blessing, and that the birthing experience will be so much better because one of them will be a part of it.
This appointment was a little more invasive than the last, but I was thankful for that because I wanted all the confirmation I could get! First she did a general physical exam and then she took a look at my cervix. She said, "It's the color of pregnancy -- a bluish tint." Who knew the thing changed colors? God didn't miss any details, that's for sure. Then she felt it and said it was the right size for 9.5 - 10 weeks along. (I was 10 weeks on Saturday.) It felt good to know my body was doing the right things to support the baby.
But the most exciting part of the visit was that we heard the heartbeat and it was the best V Day gift EVER! I was a little worried it was still too early, but she found it pretty quickly and it was 150-160 bpm which she said is good! We recorded it and have been listening to it a lot like little giddy kids. It was very exciting! She said the chances of miscarriage after hearing a heartbeat go down to about 3%. Music to my ears!
Tad was hoping to tell folks after hearing the heartbeat, but I'm still holding on to the 12 week mark. It's just what you do, right? I know my parents and Tad's parents are really eager, but I told them both that's the deal with finding out first, you gotta wait the longest to spread the news.
Here's to a fast two weeks!
Jenny said she wished she had kept a little log of symptoms to know if the pregnancy was the same for each of her kids so here's a quick recap of what I've felt:
Week 9: Hardest week to date in a lot of ways. The nausea wasn't constant, but I threw up more. It was sudden waves of nausea when I let myself get too hungry and then tried to eat something too late. Didn't work well. I'm not sure I'll be eating collard greens for a while. That burned coming up. Sorry, TMI. The fatigue was also at a high. There were a couple of nights I went to bed at 7 or 8 o'clock and still didn't feel rested when my alarm went off at 6:15 AM (so I would snooze until 7:00). My friend Jamie (Myle's wife) said she tried to explain to him that it was a tired she had never felt before. I couldn't agree more. She also said that getting up with Jude at all hours of the night still doesn't compare to the fatigue she felt during the first trimester. THERE'S HOPE! ;)
Week 10: I pretty much slept the weekend away, even though it was 60 and sunny outside and I could've used a dose of vitamin D. I did go to a wine party (and faked it really well, if I do say so myself) and then to Married Life Live at Buckhead Church with some of our small group and the Peeks. Tad wanted to get a drink afterwards with friends since he passed his EMT practical, but thankfully Jenny took me home and we both fell asleep on the couch watching The Office. I'm glad I have another worn out pregnant companion. :) As far as symptoms, the nausea has gotten better, but I'm not sure if it's because I figured out how to keep it under control or if it's going away. I'm hoping for the latter. Sunday I went to Target to buy a bella band and then went to the grocery store, and I remember thinking wow, what a big deal - I really have been avoiding the public, except work people and small group. Of course, I threw up when I got home because I was out too long without eating. :)
So this blog is not a pity me party even though I felt like all I've got to tell of the pregnancy so far is a positive pee stick and the terrible side effects... but there is good news! We had our second midwife visit yesterday. This time we met with Anjli and we loved her just as much as Margaret! How lucky are we to instantly fall in love with the people delivering this baby? I feel like it's such a blessing, and that the birthing experience will be so much better because one of them will be a part of it.
This appointment was a little more invasive than the last, but I was thankful for that because I wanted all the confirmation I could get! First she did a general physical exam and then she took a look at my cervix. She said, "It's the color of pregnancy -- a bluish tint." Who knew the thing changed colors? God didn't miss any details, that's for sure. Then she felt it and said it was the right size for 9.5 - 10 weeks along. (I was 10 weeks on Saturday.) It felt good to know my body was doing the right things to support the baby.
But the most exciting part of the visit was that we heard the heartbeat and it was the best V Day gift EVER! I was a little worried it was still too early, but she found it pretty quickly and it was 150-160 bpm which she said is good! We recorded it and have been listening to it a lot like little giddy kids. It was very exciting! She said the chances of miscarriage after hearing a heartbeat go down to about 3%. Music to my ears!
Tad was hoping to tell folks after hearing the heartbeat, but I'm still holding on to the 12 week mark. It's just what you do, right? I know my parents and Tad's parents are really eager, but I told them both that's the deal with finding out first, you gotta wait the longest to spread the news.
Here's to a fast two weeks!
Monday, January 31, 2011
I am loved
First things first, let me just tell you how great of a husband I have. Most of you know that already, but wow. I think one of his spiritual gifts is Acts of Service (just like his parents) because he's has been WONDERFUL in taking care of crabby, nauseous ol' me the past couple of weeks. Now that's love. Tad has gone the extra mile to do most of the housework, make me food constantly, find "suitable for a pregnant woman" ant spray, grocery shop, work on organizing the attic, wash the dogs, go to pre-natal appointments, get the heater in my car fixed, rub on me, etc. etc. etc. I really could go on and on. And he is constantly asking me "What do you need?" or "What can I do?". I just thank God everyday for blessing me with such an incredible husband; one I don't deserve. I know he's going to be an amazing, involved father.
Secondly, I have the best friends in the world. No, really. The girls that I have told about baby busby have been so supportive! Between Jenny's daily email and answering all of my questions, Jess' goodies, Becky's search for cooked sushi, Alexis' midwife recommendation, and Tricia's thoughtfulness I feel completely overwhelmed with love. When I told small group the other night, Leah said, "I feel like this is OUR baby". Now how sweet is that?! Of course, I promptly told her she would be first in line for a dirty diaper change when on Tuesday nights when we meet. :) But in all seriousness, it makes things so much easier to have a solid support system and have people around who are thrilled about this (and who want to talk about it). I'm completely consumed (morning sickness just won't let me forget, haha) so it's nice to have women around to discuss my excitement, anxiety, etc.
And the crazy thing is, I've already received gifts! For those of you who have read the Love Languages book, I believe one of mine is receiving gifts. It can be homemade, cost a penny, but I love people who take time to get me something thoughtful. First, Tricia and JR (our former small group leaders) send me pre-natal organic lotions and oils. Yum! And then Jessica put together a package of all kinds of goodies that she found were most helpful to her throughout her pregnancy. I don't know how she found time to do that when she's still working and preparing for Brecken to arrive around the 6th. So as you can imagine, both were a very sweet surprise and made feel very loved!
Here are the goodies:
Secondly, I have the best friends in the world. No, really. The girls that I have told about baby busby have been so supportive! Between Jenny's daily email and answering all of my questions, Jess' goodies, Becky's search for cooked sushi, Alexis' midwife recommendation, and Tricia's thoughtfulness I feel completely overwhelmed with love. When I told small group the other night, Leah said, "I feel like this is OUR baby". Now how sweet is that?! Of course, I promptly told her she would be first in line for a dirty diaper change when on Tuesday nights when we meet. :) But in all seriousness, it makes things so much easier to have a solid support system and have people around who are thrilled about this (and who want to talk about it). I'm completely consumed (morning sickness just won't let me forget, haha) so it's nice to have women around to discuss my excitement, anxiety, etc.
And the crazy thing is, I've already received gifts! For those of you who have read the Love Languages book, I believe one of mine is receiving gifts. It can be homemade, cost a penny, but I love people who take time to get me something thoughtful. First, Tricia and JR (our former small group leaders) send me pre-natal organic lotions and oils. Yum! And then Jessica put together a package of all kinds of goodies that she found were most helpful to her throughout her pregnancy. I don't know how she found time to do that when she's still working and preparing for Brecken to arrive around the 6th. So as you can imagine, both were a very sweet surprise and made feel very loved!
Here are the goodies:
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Yep, I'm pregnant
I was scheduled to have my first pre-natal appointment on Monday morning at 10:30. Tad and I got there and they were way behind schedule because one of the midwives was delivering and we didn't end up seeing anyone. Come to find out, Intown Midwifery subleases the office and they have to be out at noon on Mondays. I wanted to wait since we'd already been there an hour, but we had to re-schedule for Wednesday. I was a little bummed, but told myself patience is a virtue, it was out of my control and I should be thankful for a job that allows me to miss 4+ hours in the same work week!
We came back on Wednesday, and although they're were a lot of moms-to-be there, we were seen within an hour. They took a urine sample and confirmed what we knew already - I'm knocked up. ;) I was happy to be seen by Margaret Strickhouser for my first visit. After all, she's the best midwife in Atlanta! I loved her hippiness (because I'm one at heart) and that she encourages natural pregnancy and delivery. She told me that obstetrics is overshadowed by fear and anxiety but the realty is that our bodies are made to do this and she had no doubt in my ability to handle it all. Her humor was awesome (I quote, "You have two choices here: epidural or aquadural. About the time you say you can't take the pain anymore, we throw you in the birthing pool".) Haha. I loved this lady from the second I met her. She called out my symptoms (now Tad doesn't think I'm crazy for smelling weird things that he can't smell) and made me feel at ease with all this craziness going on inside of me. I can't wait to see her again. :) And, by the way, she delivered 5 babies in 20 hours on Monday. Insane!
Nothing exciting was really done at this appointment. She said she could check me to see if my uterus was enlarged, but she knew it was. I didn't bother. It was more about getting to know her and her outlook on obstetrics. The next appointment she will do the doppler and hopefully we will hear the heartbeat. My appointment is on Monday, February 14th after all. A perfect day to hear a new heart beating!
I probably won't get an ultrasound until 12 weeks. She doesn't recommend getting them often. We talked about the vaccination/autism craze and she said that vaccinations haven't changed much over the years but the amount of ultrasounds and epidurals given has. She didn't right out say that she thought it had anything to do with the increase in cases, but she recommends keeping them at a minimum. I'm trusting her judgement and would rather play it safe than give in to my selfishness of wanting to see this blueberry inside of me!
Here's a link to Intown Midwifery.
We came back on Wednesday, and although they're were a lot of moms-to-be there, we were seen within an hour. They took a urine sample and confirmed what we knew already - I'm knocked up. ;) I was happy to be seen by Margaret Strickhouser for my first visit. After all, she's the best midwife in Atlanta! I loved her hippiness (because I'm one at heart) and that she encourages natural pregnancy and delivery. She told me that obstetrics is overshadowed by fear and anxiety but the realty is that our bodies are made to do this and she had no doubt in my ability to handle it all. Her humor was awesome (I quote, "You have two choices here: epidural or aquadural. About the time you say you can't take the pain anymore, we throw you in the birthing pool".) Haha. I loved this lady from the second I met her. She called out my symptoms (now Tad doesn't think I'm crazy for smelling weird things that he can't smell) and made me feel at ease with all this craziness going on inside of me. I can't wait to see her again. :) And, by the way, she delivered 5 babies in 20 hours on Monday. Insane!
Nothing exciting was really done at this appointment. She said she could check me to see if my uterus was enlarged, but she knew it was. I didn't bother. It was more about getting to know her and her outlook on obstetrics. The next appointment she will do the doppler and hopefully we will hear the heartbeat. My appointment is on Monday, February 14th after all. A perfect day to hear a new heart beating!
I probably won't get an ultrasound until 12 weeks. She doesn't recommend getting them often. We talked about the vaccination/autism craze and she said that vaccinations haven't changed much over the years but the amount of ultrasounds and epidurals given has. She didn't right out say that she thought it had anything to do with the increase in cases, but she recommends keeping them at a minimum. I'm trusting her judgement and would rather play it safe than give in to my selfishness of wanting to see this blueberry inside of me!
Here's a link to Intown Midwifery.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
9, 10, 11
No, I'm not just counting for fun. That's my due date. Cool, huh? 9-10-11. Not that the baby will arrive that day (because I'm just not that lucky) but it's fun to talk about.
Tomorrow's the big appointment. 10:30. Can't wait! I'm hoping I can hear the heartbeat (chances are slim because I'm still a little early and I don't think they do the vaginal doppler, just the one on my belly). But what I'm really hoping for is that they will refer me to See Baby for an ultrasound. If they do, I'll probably do it Tuesday! I just NEED a pic of bb.
Now off to make myself eat left over manicotti between gulps of caffeine free diet mountain dew. When will this nausea ever end?!?!? ;)
Friday, January 21, 2011
Working through it
Working through it, you ask? Oh, yeah... it's tough work. Of course, I'm speaking of nausea. Some days I feel great and others... not so much. Thankfully, I have not been sick yet but there have been a couple of close calls. I wonder if it's the same as being hung over... when you get sick, you feel better?
Right now, I'm trying to eat every couple of hours, drink lots of water, and when the nausea hits, pop in a jolly ranger. Sometimes these things work, this morning, nothing has. I've also realized that if I'm busy working, in a meeting talking to other people, or doing something active/working out then I don't feel those symptoms as badly. But if I'm riding in the car or sitting at my desk then I pay closer attention to being green. Maybe I should just fill up my calendar?! Green is not a good look for me.
On another note, we told my sister and parents Saturday night about bb. My sister was hilarious. We met her, Cale, Lilli and Avery at the movies in McDonough to see Tangled. I pulled up the positive pregnancy test pic on my iphone and showed it to her. She said, "Oh cool, you got a new case". (Because I got an otterbox for my phone.) Doh. I told her to look at the pic and she was shocked (and got teary-eyed, which was really sweet). After all, Abby has been the one harassing us to have a baby (only because she wants 10 kids but Cale won't have it). :) Needless to say, she's super excited and her being excited, made me more excited and hopeful that all works out!
Telling mom and dad was a bit different. I debated on waiting until the 12 weeks. I love my dad soooo much, but he has the BIGGEST.MOUTH.EVER. He can't keep a secret. And bb is a BIG secret to keep. But, I knew I had to tell them. So, of course, I premise my announcement with... okay, so you can't tell anyone until I say it's okay. And Mom, said "you're pregnant". Bingo. I reminded them not to tell anyone and one time my dad said, "Not even brothers." Haha. No, dad... no one. We'll see how it goes. It's such a weird thing. I mean, I want to shout it to everyone, but I also want to minimize the amount of explaining I'd have to do if I have a miscarriage, which everyone knows happens often in women. Hopefully these next 5 weeks go by quickly -- for my sake (this nausea has GOT TO GO), for Tad's sake (because he's been taking on more than normal and helping me tons),for my dad's sake (so he doesn't accidentally slip) and of course for baby Busby.
And about telling people... there are some folks that I am planning to tell, that I haven't yet because I haven't seen them. Specifically, Jessica and Becky. I'll see Jess tomorrow for Lindsay Merriman Lewis' shower so I'm excited to share the news with her (especially, because she's due with Brecken next month). Plus, we've been planning to have babies together since uhhh 6th grade. ;) We'll have to take a pregnancy picture, haha. Becky has invited me to sushi (which I can't eat) so I may still go and tell her WHY I can't partake. I don't think anyone anticipated it happening this quickly (because I've told all of them that we were starting to try) so it's an even bigger surprise. Yay!
Now, Jenny, on the other hand -- I couldn't wait. She is the pregno queen/expert (after all, she's got the third bun in the oven right now) and I needed to tell her ASAP because she talks as much as I do (we both ask a million questions and want every detail) and I know she'd give it to me straight - risks, symptoms, pains, etc etc etc. I actually emailed her the picture of the pee stick and then called her while she opened it. Too bad I think Jason, her husband, saw it on his iphone first and sent her an email with the subject line "positive". Kind of makes me wish my unofficial due date wasn't his birthday. ;) Just kidding. Anyway, Jenny was all kinds of excited and I believe she even mentioned maternity clothes that I could borrow during that first phone calls. She's hilarious. It's been fun talking to her the past couple of weeks about everything.
Because I can't wait to tell small group, I moved my doctor's appointment up to Monday from Wednesday. That way, if all is well, I can share the news Tuesday night when we meet. Since we're going ice skating next Sunday (and I can't participate) I figured it would be nice to share the news at our next meeting instead of in the parking lot at Park Tavern. Plus, they'll quit clipping EPT pregnancy test coupons for me and talking about us making a baby. FYI, the BABY IS MADE! Haha. It sounds like we've told a lot of people, huh? I mean, really, Tad and I have no secrets and those close to us know that. ;)
Okay, I'm off to pee. (Another symptom it doesn't look like I'll be able to shake!)
Right now, I'm trying to eat every couple of hours, drink lots of water, and when the nausea hits, pop in a jolly ranger. Sometimes these things work, this morning, nothing has. I've also realized that if I'm busy working, in a meeting talking to other people, or doing something active/working out then I don't feel those symptoms as badly. But if I'm riding in the car or sitting at my desk then I pay closer attention to being green. Maybe I should just fill up my calendar?! Green is not a good look for me.
On another note, we told my sister and parents Saturday night about bb. My sister was hilarious. We met her, Cale, Lilli and Avery at the movies in McDonough to see Tangled. I pulled up the positive pregnancy test pic on my iphone and showed it to her. She said, "Oh cool, you got a new case". (Because I got an otterbox for my phone.) Doh. I told her to look at the pic and she was shocked (and got teary-eyed, which was really sweet). After all, Abby has been the one harassing us to have a baby (only because she wants 10 kids but Cale won't have it). :) Needless to say, she's super excited and her being excited, made me more excited and hopeful that all works out!
Telling mom and dad was a bit different. I debated on waiting until the 12 weeks. I love my dad soooo much, but he has the BIGGEST.MOUTH.EVER. He can't keep a secret. And bb is a BIG secret to keep. But, I knew I had to tell them. So, of course, I premise my announcement with... okay, so you can't tell anyone until I say it's okay. And Mom, said "you're pregnant". Bingo. I reminded them not to tell anyone and one time my dad said, "Not even brothers." Haha. No, dad... no one. We'll see how it goes. It's such a weird thing. I mean, I want to shout it to everyone, but I also want to minimize the amount of explaining I'd have to do if I have a miscarriage, which everyone knows happens often in women. Hopefully these next 5 weeks go by quickly -- for my sake (this nausea has GOT TO GO), for Tad's sake (because he's been taking on more than normal and helping me tons),for my dad's sake (so he doesn't accidentally slip) and of course for baby Busby.
And about telling people... there are some folks that I am planning to tell, that I haven't yet because I haven't seen them. Specifically, Jessica and Becky. I'll see Jess tomorrow for Lindsay Merriman Lewis' shower so I'm excited to share the news with her (especially, because she's due with Brecken next month). Plus, we've been planning to have babies together since uhhh 6th grade. ;) We'll have to take a pregnancy picture, haha. Becky has invited me to sushi (which I can't eat) so I may still go and tell her WHY I can't partake. I don't think anyone anticipated it happening this quickly (because I've told all of them that we were starting to try) so it's an even bigger surprise. Yay!
Now, Jenny, on the other hand -- I couldn't wait. She is the pregno queen/expert (after all, she's got the third bun in the oven right now) and I needed to tell her ASAP because she talks as much as I do (we both ask a million questions and want every detail) and I know she'd give it to me straight - risks, symptoms, pains, etc etc etc. I actually emailed her the picture of the pee stick and then called her while she opened it. Too bad I think Jason, her husband, saw it on his iphone first and sent her an email with the subject line "positive". Kind of makes me wish my unofficial due date wasn't his birthday. ;) Just kidding. Anyway, Jenny was all kinds of excited and I believe she even mentioned maternity clothes that I could borrow during that first phone calls. She's hilarious. It's been fun talking to her the past couple of weeks about everything.
Because I can't wait to tell small group, I moved my doctor's appointment up to Monday from Wednesday. That way, if all is well, I can share the news Tuesday night when we meet. Since we're going ice skating next Sunday (and I can't participate) I figured it would be nice to share the news at our next meeting instead of in the parking lot at Park Tavern. Plus, they'll quit clipping EPT pregnancy test coupons for me and talking about us making a baby. FYI, the BABY IS MADE! Haha. It sounds like we've told a lot of people, huh? I mean, really, Tad and I have no secrets and those close to us know that. ;)
Okay, I'm off to pee. (Another symptom it doesn't look like I'll be able to shake!)
Friday, January 14, 2011
Pregnancy symptoms
Isn't it funny that God made pregnancy symptoms so similar to PMS symptoms? I mean, the bloating, irritability, boobs hurting, hormones all crazy, nausea. I think God played a little joke on us women, especially those who are trying to get pregnant. You go several day before you start wondering if it's PMS or a bun in the oven.
Last week when I took the test I felt like I had been run over by a truck, I was so tired. This week I cut a little break with the snow and ice. I worked from home 3 days which means I didn't get up to 7:00-8:30 and stayed in my pajamas all day. Last night Tad and I had an early dinner at the EP Tavern (don't worry, we went early and sat in a far booth to avoid the smoke inhalation) and then I came home and was in the bed before 8:00. Talk about L-A-Z-I-N-E-S-S. Guess what? Same thing tonight. Tad is at the Thrashers' game with friends and I'm in the bed with the pups. Watching 24 on the laptop, of course. I bet I'll be asleep by 9:30. :)
The biggest news of the day is that I made my first doctor's appointment. January 26th at 3:00. Can't wait! I've known for a while that I wanted to use a midwife (more coaching and time with you, less drugs, less likeliness of c-section, less tearing) and I have heard great things about Intown Midwifery. The founder of the practice has delivered over 5000 babies! I was just keeping my fingers crossed they were in network. When you have a high deductible plan/HSA like Tad and I do, it makes a difference. Thankfully I looked up their back-up OB who they do their billing through and he's in. Awesome. I'm excited to hear the baby's heartbeat!
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Baby Busby
I decided to start this blog to share news, updates, thoughts, worries, prayers, etc. for Baby Busby. I'd also like to write notes to the baby so that when he/she is older they can look back and see how much they were loved... even before they were born!
So just in case the first paragraph didn't sink in -- TAD AND I ARE EXPECTING. Wow. To type that makes it sink in a tiny bit more.
Now for some back story... Tad and I said when we first got married that we would start trying to start a family after our 5 year anniversary. Then the baby bug hit us... well let me correct that statement. I've always had the baby bug. I just love, love, love babies, especially since Lilli and Avery were born. And for whatever reason I'm like the baby expert with friends. Not sure why, maybe because of being around Abby, but it's pretty funny. With all the baby knowledge and warm and fuzzies that come with the little bundle of joy, it has always been a struggle between wanting to do life before children stuff (travel abroad, weekend trips with friends, SLEEP) and starting a family. Tad, on the other hand, has been somewhat ready for a while. Maybe it's the age thing, maybe it's because his parents are older. He never said, "We gotta do this." and I didn't feel any pressure, but I knew he was worried about being the old man on the baseball field with his kid. (Not that he even looks his age or anything.) So long story a tiny bit shorter, we decided a couple of months ago that we'd start trying in December and booked a beach trip. I couldn't really wrap my mind around it, but I figured it's a good a time as any and surely it will take a couple of months to make things happen. A big part of it was making sure I was at GP for a year because after that I get 100% maternity leave for 6 weeks, instead of 50% (if you're there less than a year). I got my IUD out the beginning of December so my body would have a chance to get back to normal and we were diligent with back up protection until our trip. Of course closer to vacation I pull up ovulation calculators and realize that Dec 19 - 25th (our trip dates) was the perfect time to make a baby. Wowsers. Still, I thought there's no way it would happen that quickly, especially after having the Mirena for 3+ years which has a small amount of hormones.
BABY DISCOVERY
Well, Cancun, Mexico was fantastic (I would love to take a trip like that the week before Christmas every year... hint, hint Tad) and I came back wondering what would happen. I was supposed to start January 1st and I was surprisingly relaxed about not taking an early detection pregnancy test. There started to be signs though... my breasts were really sore (which is a PMS symptom, but I'll talk about that in a later post...) and on NYE we were supposed to meet my co-worker, Kate, at the dog park and I woke up with serious number 2 issues, which is weird because I have a stomach of steel. I mean, I was in the bathroom like 7 or 8 times. That night, we celebrated bringing in the New Year at Paris on Ponce with our small group. At the end of the party, Matt was nice enough to take us home with the Gossmanns and Wendy in tow. Of course, we had told them the whole deal about trying. So when we got home, someone mentioned taking a pregnancy test. It sounded like a good idea at the time so I did it. And it was negative, even though it said it would detect up to 4 days before the first day of your period. Tad and I agreed that it would be a good story to get pregnant the first time we tried so we were both a tiny bit disappointed in the results but we both thought - there's always next month, and next month, and next month. ;) I knew there was a small chance it could be wrong though... I had already been on babycenter.com and knew that I could be testing too early and the hcg levels are highest in the morning. I decided to re-test after I missed my period.
A couple of days passed and next thing you know it's Wednesday, the 5th, and Tad calls me at work to let me know his grandmother (Nola Busby) passed away. I come home so we can go to Louisiana and while I'm packing I decide to take a test with me. I figured if I ended up being pregnant, we would tell his parents while we were there (since we agreed that's news you share in person). Thursday morning I got up and couldn't stand it any longer. I wanted to MAKE SURE it was accurate so I snuck a Solo cup from the kitchen and dipped that pee stick right in there while I timed it 20 seconds. :) I put the instructions over the stick and made myself brush my teeth before I looked at it again. Talk about suspense. I just knew I was pregnant though. My body had been so weird (with continuous digestion issues) and no sign of TOM. So I pulled the paper back and yep, a big ol' + sign. :) I remember saying outloud, "I knew it!". I called Tad and said, "I told you I was." He teared up and gave me a hug. It was a very sweet moment. I think the next thing out of his mouth was "when should we tell momma and daddy?" Haha. Tad is almost as bad as my dad on keeping secrets. We ended up telling them about an hour later. They were surprised and happy. We also told Tammie and David (Tad's sis and brother-in-law) while we were there. I think it was hard for all of us not to include Sarah and Jacob (our niece and nephew) in on the discussion (especially Sarah because she's a baby lover), but I want to keep it to a small number of people knowing because you never know what can happen in the first couple of months.
Today I'm 5 weeks and a couple of days pregnant by doctor's calculations. (The weird due date determination by the first day of your last period plus forty weeks just in case the math isn't adding up in your head.) That makes my due date Sept 12th. No morning sickness yet, but I've been peeing every 5 minutes (due to all of the hormones), have had moments of nausea and boy, sometimes I feel like I've been run over by a truck because I'm exhausted. All good signs my spawn is developing in there so I don't mind those symptoms much! I've been obsessed with reading articles online and everything you can find out about a 5 week old embryo. That's a good thing and a bad thing because you read about ALL the things that have to go right for things to be normal. I just can't help myself though. I called today to make an appointment at Intown Midwifery but with the snow and ice here in Atlanta at the moment I think they were closed. I'm looking forward to my first appointment, hearing the heartbeat and seeing the little tadpole (haha!). Thanks for reading and being a part of baby Busby's life already!
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