I must say, I am truly jealous of one of my friends who is planning to have her baby in just a couple days. I really thought I would have had this one by now, but things aren't going as I planned. I have had absolutely no progress and only one week left until my due date. The doctor is a little concerned that I won't be able to start labor on my own, due to the "massive fibroid", as she puts it. It is right in the way of where the baby's head should be in order to get things moving. But she is also sure that I have always had this fibroid, which didn't cause any problems with Brett at all. Now, no one knows what the deal was with Breanna. I still think she was just showing her stubbornness from the beginning to be over a week late. So now I just have my fingers crossed that labor with start on it's own sometime in the next week so I don't have to be induced.
If I do have to be induced, I have to decide when. I can have it done next week, but my parents are going out of town starting Wednesday through the weekend. So I could wait one more week to see if she comes on her own, and then proceed to induction if necessary. What to do, what to do.
I think Brett is starting to realize something is about to change. I don't think he can fully understand what is about to happen, but he is having fun helping me put Kaylee's room together, and he knows there are things he is not allowed to touch, such as the baby toys, bassinet, and pacifiers. He knows that we point to my belly and say Kaylee is in there, but he can't understand what that really means. It will be very interesting to see how he reacts to a new baby. (Breanna, on the other hand, is very excited.)
So now I just sit back and wait to "pop", as Elise so graciously put it.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
False Alarm
Last weekend was quite an adventure. Saturday was Brett's birthday. We spent the whole day cooking a family dinner and getting ready for his party. We had my mom and dad, Sean, Mat and his family all over for dinner and then we opened presents and had cake and ice cream. I don't think Brett even knew what was going on that day. We kept singing "Happy Birthday" to him, and he thought that was fun, so he'd sing it back to us. He got a couple of fun new toys, but his eyes got really big when he saw the candles on his cupcake. He new just what to do with those. I think it was a successful birthday.
John had a little too much fun the with balloons.
Sunday was a little unusual for us. I wasn't feeling all that well, but John had to attend the Euless ward in the morning so he could go to some training for work in the afternoon. Therefore, I had to take the kids to church in the afternoon all by myself. My mind was on other things and I ended up staying in nursery with Brett the whole time. That worked out well, because there was only one nursery leader that day.
When we got home, I started to have contractions. That, along with a few other signs of labor, scared me right into packing my hospital bag, doing laundry, and getting the kids rooms cleaned. But then the contractions died off and nothing came of it.
I called the doctor's office the next morning just to make sure there was nothing to worry about. They took just about all day to call me back, and then sent me to Labor and Delivery for tests. I wasn't too happy about that because I was pretty sure everything was fine. The baby was still moving and I was feeling fine (other than anxious about the tests). But I went in anyway, and it took them 2 1/2 hours to tell me that nothing had changed and the baby was very healthy. I find that very annoying. But with everything else going on, it looks like labor isn't too much farther away. We'll see. Needless to say this weekend has been a bore compared to the last.
John had a little too much fun the with balloons.
Sunday was a little unusual for us. I wasn't feeling all that well, but John had to attend the Euless ward in the morning so he could go to some training for work in the afternoon. Therefore, I had to take the kids to church in the afternoon all by myself. My mind was on other things and I ended up staying in nursery with Brett the whole time. That worked out well, because there was only one nursery leader that day.
When we got home, I started to have contractions. That, along with a few other signs of labor, scared me right into packing my hospital bag, doing laundry, and getting the kids rooms cleaned. But then the contractions died off and nothing came of it.
I called the doctor's office the next morning just to make sure there was nothing to worry about. They took just about all day to call me back, and then sent me to Labor and Delivery for tests. I wasn't too happy about that because I was pretty sure everything was fine. The baby was still moving and I was feeling fine (other than anxious about the tests). But I went in anyway, and it took them 2 1/2 hours to tell me that nothing had changed and the baby was very healthy. I find that very annoying. But with everything else going on, it looks like labor isn't too much farther away. We'll see. Needless to say this weekend has been a bore compared to the last.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Just a little tid-bit
Happy Valentine's Day! (Two days early)
It's funny how this holiday changes over time for me. For so long it was all about what guy would do something for me on Valentine's Day, and then it was just what surprise John had in store, and now it is all about my kids. I get John something too, but I'm lucky to get anything from anyone...and that just doesn't bother me at all. So never call it Singles Awareness Day...I HATE THAT!
Anyway, my life is getting harder and harder as time passes. Every night now, I have to put my feet up and make John do stuff for me because I always have swollen ankles and feet, and sometimes if I've worked too hard that day, I have contractions. I am trying my best to keep that baby cooking as long as she needs. I don't want any early surprises. At least not too early.
Brett is always asking me to pick up him up. He is not as heavy as Breanna, but he is more compact, and it wears on my back. I have to pray every morning for patience with the kids because they just don't understand what's going on and throw fits if they don't get their way. (Breanna is a little more understanding).
We are trying to get Brett used to sleeping in a toddler bed. He sleeps in it just fine for his naps, but he doesn't want to have anything to do with it at night. We are going to have to buckle down on this soon and take the crib down so he has no other option. I'm just worried about my sleep. If he's going to be up all night fighting me, I am going to be even more tired than I am now. Anyone who knows me knows I do not function well when I am tired.
For anyone who watches Survivor, I went to school with Joe. The moment I saw him on TV I knew him. He hasn't changed at all. Well, maybe a little older, and not quite so scrawny, but pretty much the same. I went online after I watched to make sure I was right, and I was. It makes me want to get out my year books for fun. I laughed because I still remember in 9th grade I had written on the bottom of my shoe, "Joe Dowdle is FINE". I had forgotten about it, and crossed my ankle over my knee and he saw it. He and his friends just laughed about it. He was always a nice guy.
Well, I'm sure it will be a couple more months before I write again, but at least I write here and there. Most of the time I forget I even have a blog.
It's funny how this holiday changes over time for me. For so long it was all about what guy would do something for me on Valentine's Day, and then it was just what surprise John had in store, and now it is all about my kids. I get John something too, but I'm lucky to get anything from anyone...and that just doesn't bother me at all. So never call it Singles Awareness Day...I HATE THAT!
Anyway, my life is getting harder and harder as time passes. Every night now, I have to put my feet up and make John do stuff for me because I always have swollen ankles and feet, and sometimes if I've worked too hard that day, I have contractions. I am trying my best to keep that baby cooking as long as she needs. I don't want any early surprises. At least not too early.
Brett is always asking me to pick up him up. He is not as heavy as Breanna, but he is more compact, and it wears on my back. I have to pray every morning for patience with the kids because they just don't understand what's going on and throw fits if they don't get their way. (Breanna is a little more understanding).
We are trying to get Brett used to sleeping in a toddler bed. He sleeps in it just fine for his naps, but he doesn't want to have anything to do with it at night. We are going to have to buckle down on this soon and take the crib down so he has no other option. I'm just worried about my sleep. If he's going to be up all night fighting me, I am going to be even more tired than I am now. Anyone who knows me knows I do not function well when I am tired.
For anyone who watches Survivor, I went to school with Joe. The moment I saw him on TV I knew him. He hasn't changed at all. Well, maybe a little older, and not quite so scrawny, but pretty much the same. I went online after I watched to make sure I was right, and I was. It makes me want to get out my year books for fun. I laughed because I still remember in 9th grade I had written on the bottom of my shoe, "Joe Dowdle is FINE". I had forgotten about it, and crossed my ankle over my knee and he saw it. He and his friends just laughed about it. He was always a nice guy.
Well, I'm sure it will be a couple more months before I write again, but at least I write here and there. Most of the time I forget I even have a blog.
Monday, December 1, 2008
It's a girl!
We found out we're having a girl. I'm not sure I'm ready for this, but I must say, I wasn't ready for either of the first two. At least I have experience handling two different kinds of personalities and am ready for almost anything. I hope she is mellow and sweet like Brett, but I'll be armed and ready if she's anything like Breanna.
I thought as soon as I found out the gender, I would want to rearrange things in my house immediately to make room for her, but I haven't found that to be true yet. I was ready to give Brett his own space the moment I found out he was a boy. I am running ideas through my head about where to put this one, and how to decorate, etc., but I am not anxious. I want to get through the holidays first, and then maybe tackle those things.
Unfortunately it's more than just clearing out a room and painting it for her. I have also discovered that I need to buy a new car seat because our infant seat is very old and probably does not meet safety standards anymore. Plus, this discovery has led me to research car seat safety in general, and I fear I need to buy another forward facing car seat for Breanna to sit in because she is just too short and small. My biggest problem with these, besides the cost factor, is finding seats that fit our car. There is always something.
We are excited the baby is healthy and doing well. We've finally come up with a due date of April 6th--whatever that means.
Merry Christmas!!
I thought as soon as I found out the gender, I would want to rearrange things in my house immediately to make room for her, but I haven't found that to be true yet. I was ready to give Brett his own space the moment I found out he was a boy. I am running ideas through my head about where to put this one, and how to decorate, etc., but I am not anxious. I want to get through the holidays first, and then maybe tackle those things.
Unfortunately it's more than just clearing out a room and painting it for her. I have also discovered that I need to buy a new car seat because our infant seat is very old and probably does not meet safety standards anymore. Plus, this discovery has led me to research car seat safety in general, and I fear I need to buy another forward facing car seat for Breanna to sit in because she is just too short and small. My biggest problem with these, besides the cost factor, is finding seats that fit our car. There is always something.
We are excited the baby is healthy and doing well. We've finally come up with a due date of April 6th--whatever that means.
Merry Christmas!!
Monday, November 10, 2008
Pictures and birthdays
Yesterday was Breanna's birthday. We had a nice little party for her with party hats, pizza, watermelon, and cake. That was what she wanted. So I put in all the pictures we took of our cute little four-year-old.
She got a toy trumpet that she loves to play all the time. We had to put it in the music closet last night so she wouldn't start playing it as soon as she woke up in the morning.
Her cousin in the background.
Breanna's cousins
We bought the pizzas Saturday night, and cooked them when everyone got there Sunday.
Their grandparents came to visit us for Halloween. They have all the pictures from the zoo, so I'll have to get those later.
This is the kids bathroom after it was all textured, painted, and put back together.
This is the dining room that used to be a small living room.
The bathroom before the wallpaper came down.
The living room that is now a dining room.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Progress
I am finally starting to come out of the fog. I don't feel sick nearly as often as I was. Things are still going well too. I'm huge for being only 16 weeks though. I just noticed today that my feet swell a little if I'm on them too much. It's too early for this, right?
We are slowly moving forward on our house updates again. My nose isn't quite as sensitive as it was, and I have more energy now. So we stared work on our front yard. We had a small dead tree removed, and we have taken out three of the large bushes that were hiding the front of our house. We still have to remove the roots of all those, but along with all the weeding I've done, the outside of the house is looking a lot more tidy and big.
We've also hired someone to come out and texture all three rooms that weren't finished. John's parents are coming down for Halloween and we needed to get the second bathroom finished, so we decided to just get it all done. That will be nice. My in-laws will actually have a mirror in the bathroom. (It's been sitting in our dining room for months now.)
So I am back on my feet and the house gets cleaner every week.
We are slowly moving forward on our house updates again. My nose isn't quite as sensitive as it was, and I have more energy now. So we stared work on our front yard. We had a small dead tree removed, and we have taken out three of the large bushes that were hiding the front of our house. We still have to remove the roots of all those, but along with all the weeding I've done, the outside of the house is looking a lot more tidy and big.
We've also hired someone to come out and texture all three rooms that weren't finished. John's parents are coming down for Halloween and we needed to get the second bathroom finished, so we decided to just get it all done. That will be nice. My in-laws will actually have a mirror in the bathroom. (It's been sitting in our dining room for months now.)
So I am back on my feet and the house gets cleaner every week.
Monday, September 8, 2008
BLAH!
I've been really sick since the last time I wrote. I don't remember being this sick with either of the first two, but then again, it has been a long time since I was pregnant with Breanna.
So all my house projects have been put on hold. The smell of just about everything makes me sick. I had to go on acid reflux medication about a week ago. That has now made me feel better. I do have my good days.
I had a doctors appointment today and another ultrasound. The doctor found a possible fibroid and wants me to do my best to stay on bed rest until the end of the week. Then I have to go back to meet with an ultrasound specialist who will check on things and make sure everything is okay. Hopefully I won't have to be down for too long. Other than all that, the baby is doing fine.
So all my house projects have been put on hold. The smell of just about everything makes me sick. I had to go on acid reflux medication about a week ago. That has now made me feel better. I do have my good days.
I had a doctors appointment today and another ultrasound. The doctor found a possible fibroid and wants me to do my best to stay on bed rest until the end of the week. Then I have to go back to meet with an ultrasound specialist who will check on things and make sure everything is okay. Hopefully I won't have to be down for too long. Other than all that, the baby is doing fine.
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