As of last Tuesday, we were scheduled for an induction for Monday, October 12th, a day past my due date.
We went in Thursday for our regularly scheduled visit and low and behold, my blood pressure was back up where it shouldn't be, acting a fool. So my OB says, "we are going to induce today!" Natch, this is the only visit in the last week that I have not packed my car with the necessary baby having bags. So we freak the hell out, go down to the lobby and start calling family and texting friends. Baby Day!
Turns out, 1.5 days later that my cervix is "unfavorable" and the 10 hours we gave a medicine (Cervidil) to work (softens the cervix) was for NOTHING! I have both an unfavorable and apparently stubborn cervix. Following the Cervidil, they start me on what was an entire day of pitocin, hoping to get contractions going and hoping the Cervidil would still work some magic. So I start having real contractions and I am pretty uncomfortable. I think well, maybe we are making progress. Nope. No more dilation in Cervixville. Yes, it's a town now.
Everyone loves a vaginal insert? TMI, I know.
We are faced with the decision to 1) try the whole process again or 2) pack up and go home. The on call OB-GYN says it is our call and suggests I stop the pitocin and see if the contractions continue on their own. Nope! They quit almost immediately. It's strange how a drug can trick your body into these sorts of things. But then again, isn't that almost the definition of a drug?
Baby's heartbeat and lots of excessive bracelets and medical tape.
So we decide to go home. I was upset early on because we fully expected to meet this baby on Friday. Then I was so tired and so in need of a shower and my own bed that I practically ran to the car.
Brad is also very tired.
So funny story, with a touch of TMI. During my "failed induction" or Induction FAIL! as I like to call it, a nurse was checking my cervix for dilation (comfy!) and as she is checking she notices my Apple tattoo. She says to me, "is that an Apple?" and I say yes. She then said, "oh what is your favorite Apple?" (I hear capitalization in her tone) and so I hem(m) and haw for a second, thinking, well my iMac probably but I still love my PowerBook... and then she says, I love Fuji apples! The fruit. Oh.
Since I wasn't in a position to laugh, although I wanted to I said, "oh no, it's like Apple Computers..." and she said, "oh! okay..." like, weirdo.
So here we sit, squarely at the due date. 40 weeks pregnant! Our original Monday induction date stands (tomorrow!) so I hope my cervix acts right this time. Jeez cervix, you are so embarrassing sometimes! So hopefully next time I log into Blogger, it will be to introduce our newest addition.
We went in Thursday for our regularly scheduled visit and low and behold, my blood pressure was back up where it shouldn't be, acting a fool. So my OB says, "we are going to induce today!" Natch, this is the only visit in the last week that I have not packed my car with the necessary baby having bags. So we freak the hell out, go down to the lobby and start calling family and texting friends. Baby Day!
Turns out, 1.5 days later that my cervix is "unfavorable" and the 10 hours we gave a medicine (Cervidil) to work (softens the cervix) was for NOTHING! I have both an unfavorable and apparently stubborn cervix. Following the Cervidil, they start me on what was an entire day of pitocin, hoping to get contractions going and hoping the Cervidil would still work some magic. So I start having real contractions and I am pretty uncomfortable. I think well, maybe we are making progress. Nope. No more dilation in Cervixville. Yes, it's a town now.
We are faced with the decision to 1) try the whole process again or 2) pack up and go home. The on call OB-GYN says it is our call and suggests I stop the pitocin and see if the contractions continue on their own. Nope! They quit almost immediately. It's strange how a drug can trick your body into these sorts of things. But then again, isn't that almost the definition of a drug?
So we decide to go home. I was upset early on because we fully expected to meet this baby on Friday. Then I was so tired and so in need of a shower and my own bed that I practically ran to the car.
So funny story, with a touch of TMI. During my "failed induction" or Induction FAIL! as I like to call it, a nurse was checking my cervix for dilation (comfy!) and as she is checking she notices my Apple tattoo. She says to me, "is that an Apple?" and I say yes. She then said, "oh what is your favorite Apple?" (I hear capitalization in her tone) and so I hem(m) and haw for a second, thinking, well my iMac probably but I still love my PowerBook... and then she says, I love Fuji apples! The fruit. Oh.
Since I wasn't in a position to laugh, although I wanted to I said, "oh no, it's like Apple Computers..." and she said, "oh! okay..." like, weirdo.
So here we sit, squarely at the due date. 40 weeks pregnant! Our original Monday induction date stands (tomorrow!) so I hope my cervix acts right this time. Jeez cervix, you are so embarrassing sometimes! So hopefully next time I log into Blogger, it will be to introduce our newest addition.
It's the final countdown!
I will admit, I am scared shitless about this baby. I am concerned that labor will be hard, that I will cry a lot and what if something is wrong or goes wrong? I am probably a worrier by nature which manifests itself into instant anxiety upon the arrival of whatever I am worrying about.
I can kind of push it back in my mind until the actual event arrives then I want to fall to pieces. I have this same level of anxiety about a Public Speaking class as I do this pending labor. There are not many in betweens for me I guess...Ha.
What if our baby names are silly? What if public pooping occurs during labor? What if my eyebrows get sweated away and my baby meets me for the first time WITHOUT EYEBROWS? (Mine, not the baby's.) The unknowns are killing me! I like to think that I can "go with the flow" and "roll with the punches" but I don't know about that anymore. Every twinge I feel I think OMG is this labor? Have I packed enough? Are there clean towels in the house? How many rolls of toilet paper do we have? Are there dirty dishes in the sink? Who will watch the dog? Do I have time to blow dry my hair?
We have been to classes, picked up every imaginable baby accessory we may need (for now), read books, inserted batteries to various electronics, picked out a baby book, shampooed the carpets, folded onesies, written thank yous, stocked the cabinets with foodstuffs and still a million questions arise each time I wake up to roll my enormous belly over throughout the night.
Someone in my office suggested that I, "start a baby blog" to which I chuckled. First, this is kind of turned into that as being pregnant consumes most of your thoughts and secondly, I can barely keep up here. But I don't know. I would share a baby blog with a bigger audience? Maybe. Thoughts?
I will admit, I am scared shitless about this baby. I am concerned that labor will be hard, that I will cry a lot and what if something is wrong or goes wrong? I am probably a worrier by nature which manifests itself into instant anxiety upon the arrival of whatever I am worrying about.
I can kind of push it back in my mind until the actual event arrives then I want to fall to pieces. I have this same level of anxiety about a Public Speaking class as I do this pending labor. There are not many in betweens for me I guess...Ha.
What if our baby names are silly? What if public pooping occurs during labor? What if my eyebrows get sweated away and my baby meets me for the first time WITHOUT EYEBROWS? (Mine, not the baby's.) The unknowns are killing me! I like to think that I can "go with the flow" and "roll with the punches" but I don't know about that anymore. Every twinge I feel I think OMG is this labor? Have I packed enough? Are there clean towels in the house? How many rolls of toilet paper do we have? Are there dirty dishes in the sink? Who will watch the dog? Do I have time to blow dry my hair?
We have been to classes, picked up every imaginable baby accessory we may need (for now), read books, inserted batteries to various electronics, picked out a baby book, shampooed the carpets, folded onesies, written thank yous, stocked the cabinets with foodstuffs and still a million questions arise each time I wake up to roll my enormous belly over throughout the night.
Someone in my office suggested that I, "start a baby blog" to which I chuckled. First, this is kind of turned into that as being pregnant consumes most of your thoughts and secondly, I can barely keep up here. But I don't know. I would share a baby blog with a bigger audience? Maybe. Thoughts?
Labels: Andy Samburg, Digital Short, SNL
So the nursery is pretty much ready to go, just waiting for baby!
This is what is on the wall, in three separate pictures. Made using Photo Booth on the iMac, a bed sheet and chip board letters. Ha!
Here is the breakdown on the room:
This is what is on the wall, in three separate pictures. Made using Photo Booth on the iMac, a bed sheet and chip board letters. Ha!
Here is the breakdown on the room:
- Chest of drawers and dresser: $175.00 on craigslist from a guy that refinishes furniture.
- Crib: $188.00 (including shipping) from Overstock.com
- Rocker and ottoman: $150.00 from an awesome couple on craigslist. This brand of rocker cost more than $500 from Babies R Us.
- Mobile: $45 from mamax2 on Etsy. Her stuff is delightful!
- Bedding and dog canvas prints: by Amy Coe. Got a good deal on clearance! $20 for the canvases at Babies R Us and $75 for the bedding on eBay.
- Mirror and shelf: from Ikea, 2 different trips $19.99 (Tranby) and $89.99 (Expedit). You know I love the Expedit!
- Diaper Bag: A splurge! Petunia Pickle Bottom Teaberry Roll - stalked on eBay for 10 days so I got it for $75 less than it costs retail! But it's gorgeous and I love it.
- Dachshund lamp: $59 from Offi. It's the same size as Mackey, our non plastic dachshund.
- The iPhone is mine. Ha. Looking for a refurbished yellow nano to take permanent residence in the nursery.
- The bookshelves hold bins of baby toys, and stuffed animals and tons of books given to me at the shower my sisters threw for me. Love love love the kids books!
Labels: amy coe, Apple, bedding, craigslist, crib, dogs, etsy, expedit, ikea, iPhone, ipod, nursery, Petunia Pickle Bottom
We dress and swaddle our plastic, anatomically correct babies.
-- Posted from my iPhone
-- Posted from my iPhone
We are currently 23 days from the baby's due date. We have had the ridiculous good fortune to be surrounded by friends and family and their thoughtful generosity. We have had three baby showers and just lots of lovely, personalized gifts, humor and good advice. I almost feel selfish having this many wonderful people in our lives.
Labels: babies, baby, Baby shower
I was looking forward to this book fair again this year - I get in inordinate amount of joy from hardback books. They are so pretty, look great on the Expedit(s) and provide hours of distraction.
Among my faves are an old Nancy Drew book (these suckers are relatively expensive in used bookstores) and Then We Came To The End which has been on my list as a funny to read for a while now. I got another copy of The Lovely Bones (for good measure and because I keep loaning out my copy) and some other titles by authors I have read over the past year or so (Elizabeth Berg, Curtis Sittenfeld, Anna Quindlen, and David Sedaris). I picked up the mammoth I Know This Much Is True by Wally Lamb because 1) it was a $1 and 2) I never remember if I read it.
I also picked up some classic Dr. Seuss books for the bookshelves in the baby's room. We cleaned up for about $50 and a couple hours.
I have some more baby related topics to blog about but they seem to require more time that I have each time I sit down! Coming soon: Baby Shower recap and Nursery pics!
Labels: Books, The Lovely Bones, YMCA Bookfair
The almighty kegel! This is all I keep reading about! In an effort to make my labor and recovery as physically easy as possible (haha) I have dedicated myself to the kegel. The problem is my dedication, paired with my pregnant brain cannot remember to do them. So I thought well, I will add it to my calendar with an SMS reminder. Because I like to be creative I scheduled my kegel exercises by using celebrity names that begin with K. My schedule is as follows:
7:30am: Kelly Clarkson! A set of 20
12:30pm: Kristen Stewart! A set of 20
9:00pm: Kiefer Sutherland! A final set of 20.
Feel free to adopt this kegel schedule and name fun for your own calendar.
7:30am: Kelly Clarkson! A set of 20
12:30pm: Kristen Stewart! A set of 20
9:00pm: Kiefer Sutherland! A final set of 20.
Feel free to adopt this kegel schedule and name fun for your own calendar.
Labels: kegel, kelly clarkson, kiefer sutherland, kristen stewart, pregnancy
