32 Weeks – Maternity Photos

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My look for maternity photos (clothes are Motherhood Maternity)

Mood: Optimistic & Emotional

Energy: Varies (Tired to Energetic)

Appetite: Normal – High

Baby Movement: Yes, he’s back to his regular schedule of 3am to 7am and 6pm to ?

Contractions: Braxton Hicks (maybe)

Other: Maternity Photos

I know I said a separate post but in order to stay on track I must put this all in one. I also decided to wait until I’ve finished all of my classes and just write on big post on all of them (highlights only) then either a follow up or a revised version after I deliver.

I was tired, running late and didn’t get a chance to really TRY to do my makeup like the YouTuber I started watching but I made it. I was disappointed in myself but I was determined to enjoy the photo shoot and embrace whatever was to come. I figure just in case this is my only child I better enjoy everything about it even if I have to slap a smile on my face until I truly feel good which is exactly what I did and it worked. The photographer was wonderful (a friend’s nephew) and his friend/ cousin was a sweetheart and very helpful volunteering to hold my giant purse and my husband’s jacket so we wouldn’t have to keep putting them on the ground. I’ll have to check with him before I put his website or any of his info in this post but I would recommend him.

I was very easygoing without any clear direction. The only thing I said was I didn’t want the typical maternity shoot. I realized it’d still have to be tame (nothing too daring) because I’m not in shape, I’m tired and am terrible at taking photos actually the only reason I even decided to do a maternity photo session was at the urging of my friends and those who wish they would have done it. It was definitely a great decision. Like I previously mentioned the photographer was wonderful. He took all the things I mentioned and translated that into the photos. He retouched them yet left them looking like us so it wasn’t super edited/ photo-shopped. He let us chat and play around in between pics and even caught some really awesome ones while we weren’t paying attention. His prices were excellent and he had the pics to us on Monday (photos were taken Saturday). All in all this was a wonderful experience and I am strongly considering asking him to come to the hospital and snap a few shots there even though I know those will be “regular” because of the environment. However I don’t know how he’d feel about being on-call for something like that since it won’t be close to his house… Either way it goes the experience was wonderful and it truly showed me two important things.

  1. Enjoy the moments you have and embrace the memories because one day that might be all you have left of a time long gone.
  2. I might not be picture perfect or even picture ready but every picture captures the moment perfectly in all of it’s imperfect glory.
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from Pinterest (original source unknown)

31 Weeks – Changes

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Mood: Good

Energy: Low with occasional bursts of energy (hence the bathrobe pic)

Appetite: High 😦

Baby Movement: Yes and strong!

Contractions: NA

Other:

  • Sleeping Requirements
    • Recliner = decent/ reliable
    • Bed = only w/ a carefully placed pillow fort
    • Baby cooperation = iffy at best
    • Heartburn/ Indigestion = Give up and find something besides sleeping to occupy time
  • I feel huge which is why my head is cut off
  • Events
    • Maternity Photos (separate post if I remember)
    • Classes
      • Will post after each class and one big follow up post after baby comes to say which classes were/ weren’t useful
  • Nursery
    • Downsize in order to make more space for baby
    • Organize and start deciding where baby items will be placed
    • Crib already set up and waiting to put fitted sheet on
    • DIY decoration
      • Have basic supplies but still need 5 frames
  • Continuous mental prep for L&D (labor and delivery)

I should have more posts because a majority of our classes are this month. Of course this is assuming my exhaustion doesn’t get the best of me and I actually write the post. We’ll see who wins but I plan on pushing myself in order to make a way better record for my son. It might seem morbid but I figure if the worse happens during L&D he’ll at least be able to look back at this when he’s older and get a small glimpse of his mommy. If everything goes well then he’ll have this as well as his mommy to show him what I was doing while he was cooking.

30 Weeks & Fetal Movement

Finally, I am back on track! Sure I may have published one too many posts today but I really wanted to play catch up since I am getting ready to finish his nursery, continue taking pregnancy related classes and a bunch of other things. Ugh so many changes and so many emotions. First the official 30 week update then additional stuff.

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Mood: Good

Energy: Low (tired)

Appetite: High

Baby Movement: Yes but sporadic

Contractions: NA

This has been a week of insane growth! I didn’t realize how big my stomach has gotten until I saw the reactions of people who hadn’t seen me in a few weeks. I knew it must be getting bigger because turning over in bed has become a full on cardio workout 🙂 Speaking of bed, sleep is the most elusive creature of all times. I feel as though I am more likely to see a unicorn dancing with a leprechaun on the yellow brick road than I am to have a good night’s sleep.  I have now given up and decided the recliner will be my new sleeping partner until further notice. But for whatever reason I decided to give my bed one more try – FAIL. I will be back in the recliner tonight…

Now onto heavier more serious stuff – Fetal Movement. In a previous post I mentioned receiving the kick counter. In case you aren’t familiar with a kick counter it is a piece of sturdy paper on which to record your baby’s movements (see below).

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It’s very straight forward; see how long it takes you to count 10 movements. Pretty much every movement counts except for hiccups. As you can see, part of me wasn’t paying attention because I didn’t realize this was supposed to be daily. Thankfully it only took me until Thursday to figure that out. I was off to a great start. He normally moves at night starting right after dinner so timing him was easy at first. I forgot the following Thursday because I was so tired I just passed out as soon as I sat down in the recliner. I figured the next few days would be slightly off as I was sick again and it was draining any energy I had. Then we (baby and I) hit the 30 week mark…

Week 30 was a different story. I was (am) still trying to get over a cold and knew I’d have to pay special attention to his kick counter so I didn’t mess anything up or miss anything like I did the previous weeks. At first I figured the counter was off due to my error. Like I said I was tired from being sick, my body and mind were (are) still adjusting to being at home and balance isn’t my best quality so I brushed it off as being my fault. As the days continued, I began to realize that something was off. Counting became increasing difficult and stressful. Saturday was my breaking point.

I spent almost all day obsessing over his movements or lack thereof. I started doubting myself around 2pm when I still hadn’t felt any significant movement. I began texting friends who’d recently given birth and who could help me understand what could be going on. I then did the unthinkable… Yes, I turned back to Dr. Google. Well as expected nothing was easing my mind and Dr. Google just made it worse. I saw things ranging from everything is fine because baby sleeps like an infant on the outside to your baby is dying seek help immediately. Needless to say everything I read pre-pregnancy had gone out the window and I went into complete mental freak out. I am super responsible and practical even when terrified; so being in between insurance due to leaving work I wanted to make sure I was covered before I flew to the ER or Labor & Delivery or whoever helps super paranoid first-time moms. I was okay but again logic was trying to push through so I did everything I could think of in order to get him to move. Sugar (ice cream), caffeine (mocha), exercise (walking), ice cold water then hubby tried to get him to move but nothing worked.

Phone call verifying on coverage – Check. Reassurance/ advice from friends – Check. Harassing hubby for his opinion – Check. Consulting kick counter – Check. Calming my fears – Epic Fail. As my panic mounted these are the things that ran through my head:

  • Everything is fine. He’s just tired from all the weight he’s putting on in preparation for birth.
  • Your baby is dying and you’re worried about how much peace of mind will cost you
  • If he dies, it is your fault
  • Why don’t you sit down and think about all of the things you’ve already read on this?!
  • What good is the internet if no one will agree and make you feel better??
  • Hubby is right. Baby is fine and you’re just overreacting. Thanks hormones
  • Something is wrong call the experts!
  • PANIC

When I burst out in tears while trying to explain myself to my hubby is when I knew I just needed to call. Fortunately I had just enough logic left to look on the kick counter card for the right number to call. Right there it said call this number if. I called and explained everything to the wonder L&D nurse who said “We’re not going to play a guessing game. Come in right away. Everything is most likely fine but I’d rather check your baby out just to be sure.” I calmly thank her and tell hubby we have to drive across town so I can get checked out at the hospital we’ll be delivering at. He still insists everything is fine but knows better than to argue with me when I’ve made up my mind. So through tears, an elevated heart rate and a potential looming asthma attack we head to the hospital.

As we’re driving you could hear a pin drop. Finally hubby reassures me and we start talking. I make a joke about how we should time it so we know how long it’ll take us to get to the hospital and he reminds me that at almost 11pm we’re not going to get an accurate time since there is no traffic. I didn’t care and timed it anyways plus I needed a distraction from my horrible “your baby is dead” thoughts. I must admit that I stumbled upon a stillbirth vlog and it really threw me off so I might have been way more fearful than necessary. Anyways we finally arrived at the hospital, got checked in, gave urine sample and was quickly hooked up for monitoring. It felt like an eternity before my husband was allowed in the room (yes, even on these trips they make companions wait outside until the questions are asked). I was relieved at hearing his heartbeat even though I’d already heard it at home on my Doppler. I again started to panic (thanks Dr. Google) because what I read said a heartbeat doesn’t equal a healthy baby. Right at that moment an RN came in the room chatted with us, let us know what was going to happen then disappeared because someone was having a real emergency. After the real emergency was handled she came back checked a few more things then let us know the doctor would be in to do the final check which was an ultrasound. Before leaving she let me know that with such a big difference they would have told me to come in even if I only called the advice line. She said they have to answer to a lot of people including their own conscience so they would have told me to come in just in case. She also let us know that she had a very quiet baby (2nd pregnancy) and would randomly go hook herself up to monitor her daughter. That really made me feel better. Here she is a trained professional and she still worried when her baby didn’t move that much. When the doctor finally came in she had the ultrasound machine with her. She reassured us these were just precautions and that so far nothing has indicated a problem. She did the ultrasound and everything was great. She let us know some common causes of slowed fetal movement but she also followed it up by saying trust your instincts. If you feel something is wrong call us no matter how silly/ crazy you might feel because normally everything is fine but sometimes it isn’t and I’d hate for you to ignore your feelings and have a bad outcome.

After all of the reassurance and kind words we were on our way. I felt better, baby was okay and hubby didn’t have to listen to my paranoid fears all night. I was also able to ask how they felt about nurse gifts for the delivery team as well as how many people attend a healthy delivery. In my case everything was fine and our baby is healthy. However if you find yourself in the same situation GET HELP.

My advice:

  • When in doubt seek immediate help
    • Doctors have years of schooling and experience. Let them help
  • Know your baby’s moving habits
    • 10 movements in 2hrs might not be your baby’s version of normal
  • Never feel crazy when it comes to the health of your child
    • Better safe than sorry
  • You are not a doctor therefore you can’t be sure so don’t try to do their job! Ask a professional

Again in my case everything was fine but please seek help if you are concerned 🙂

 

25 – 29 Week Update

I can no longer apologize for my absence. I’ve just been off lately. This will be the fastest update ever and hopefully I will be posting regularly after this.

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(Pic is from Pinterest. No copyright violation intended but not sure who to give credit to??)

As you may have noticed (if anyone is there), I published two other posts today that I didn’t realize never made it beyond drafting… I meant to publish those a long time ago as I am currently 31 weeks but as you see they are just now making it onto the web. It is my hope that when my son is old enough he’ll be able to see what his mom was up to while she was pregnant with him. Unfortunately this is a great example of my good intentions but short attention span. Onward to the updating!

11/30/15 – Gave two-week notice at my job

12/1 – 12/10 –

  • Crazy busy at work trying to get everything done before I leave
  • Having dreams/nightmares about leaving work
  • Stressing about not finishing everything before I go
  • Paranoid about forgetting to do something
  • Trying my best not to leave any unnecessary work WHILE training my backup
  • General freaking out over making such a big change
  • Baby becoming more active

12/11/15 –

  • Last day after almost (11 days short) 10yrs with the same company
    • Only half day because of appt
  • Baby appt – everything great and measuring right on time
    • Received kick counter and birth plan worksheets!!!!
  • Super emotional

12/14/15 – First day as SAHW (stay at home wife) well until our son is born then I’ll be a SAHM (stay at home mom)

12/14 – 12/23 –

  • Harassing my mom a lot
  • Surprising and harassing my sister at her job
  • Lots of cleaning
  • Sick again…
  • Emotional
  • Saw Star Wars at a private screening
  • Able to see baby movements from the outside

12/24 – 12/27 – Spent lots of time with hubby

24 Weeks

 

Mood: Emotional

Energy: Low

Appetite: Low

Morning Sickness: NA but I do have a cold that started 11/16 and has kept me off work 11/17 – 11/20. For all those wondering listen to people who try to warn you. Being sick while pregnant is awful! You’re already tired and getting used to your new shape so don’t add to it. Avoid sick people like they have an incurable disease and make sure you keep hand sanitizer on you at all times or just wash your hands if possible.

Cravings: NA being sick has left me without an appetite…

Additional: Don’t get sick while pregnant. Do check with HR if you think you’re going to be out more than a day or two just in case you need a doctor’s note for your time off. Do accept help when offered to you. Try not to get your SO or anyone around you sick. Do rest no matter how bad you want to get back to your normal routine. Do use this time to smother your poor neglected dog (Oreo) with attention, cuddles and love besides he’s probably the only one who doesn’t mind being around you while you’re this sick…

Pregnancy Update

Going forward my goal is to be consistent since the really cool stuff is starting to happen! Plus it’ll be nice for my little one to be able to find updates of my pregnancy in one place rather than searching through all those journals (previously mentioned) I have. Here are the highlights as well as some pictures.

 

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Mood: Emotional

Energy: Low to Normal

Appetite: Normal but can’t actually eat a lot

Morning Sickness: Must take vitamins with almond milk or else be nauseous

Cravings: Pizza & hot wings, mashed potatoes & corn

Additional: 15 – 19 wks. Felt quickening at 16 weeks! Took last big vacation (see Almost Wordless Vacation Recap). Oldest dog Cino died right before we left to go on trip but didn’t find out until we returned (see My 1st Child – Fur Baby).

 

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Mood: All over the place!

Energy: Eh. It comes and goes…

Appetite: Normal

Morning Sickness: NA

Cravings: Cold Stone (Cake batter & Pumpkin w/ white chocolate chips and toasted almonds)

Additional: 20 – 23wks. Paranoid that you’re dead when in fact you just seem to be a calm baby. Hanging out with my mom more. Afraid of gaining too much weight. 11/3 went to ER for bad asthma attack. 11/4 off to sleep. 11/5 only made it half day before asthma started up again. 11/6 took off for asthma plus not feeling well. 11/9 panic attack, anxious and can’t stay asleep.

♥We’re having a BOY!!!♥

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My 1st Child – Fur baby

As I prepare to write this, my heart aches…

I sit here at the keys choking back tears knowing my first baby will never meet my first human baby. :,(

I’d been researching different breeds for months per my own initiative and parental requirement so I’d know which one would best suit me and my home. I finally settled on a chihuahua. I met a wonderful woman at work who’s parents breed chihuahuas. I went over viewed the environment, saw the paperwork and met the mom-to-be. I put my deposit down, made my payments and visited as often as I could. On 9/11/04 my life changed. I received the news that the puppies arrived. They didn’t let anyone see them in person due to mom & pup bonding but I received a ton of pics. My mind was set on one with Doberman markings because well how funny would that be?! It was actually my sister who found the love of my life among the liter of tiny pups. If I can find it I’ll post the pic of the first day we met  held him. He was a twin but he was (at that time…) the smaller one. He was long-haired and reminded me of a Starbucks drink and so he was dubbed Frappuccino or Cino for short. The day finally came when everyone was taking their puppies home. Well as high school senior who was only working part-time I was still in the process of making payments. So one night I begged and pleaded with my dad to let me go pick him up. You would have thought I was bargaining for my life the way I kept at it. Finally, after many promises and reassurance that I’d be an A+ student and do all of my chores without complaining, he agreed.

You would have thought we were picking up a human the way we traveled. My dad’s friend took us in his Denali and I wanted to make sure the car was warm so he turned on the seat heater for me. He knew how excited I was so between him and my dad I had everything in the car waiting for Cino. Warm seat, blanket, jacket to match mine and a stuffed animal so he wouldn’t miss his siblings too much. Needless to say he wasn’t the last pup left like I may have insinuated but I got my fur baby. He snuggled in and soon fell fast asleep due to the warm environment. The rest is a series of learning, loving and cleaning.

Fast forward 11 years and all I have are memories. He’s been with us in good and bad times as well as emotionally and financially hard times. He will never get to meet his human sibling but he’ll always be in my heart and I’ll make sure my child knows that he started it all.

Mommy loves you.

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Anniversary Post

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Happy Anniversary to us!

Letter to my husband:

I love you because you allow me to be myself in all of my weird, random, crazy, psychotic, childish and moody ways. I love how you look at me when I say something so crazy that even you wonder if I’m sane. I love how you sleepily comfort me in the middle of the night even if you don’t know what’s wrong. I love how you accept that I want to complain to my best friend (you) about something my husband (also you) did 😉 I love that you compliment me. I get angry you calm me down. I’m sad you try to lift my spirits. I cry you encourage me to let it all out. I become pessimistic you force me to see your annoyingly optimistic point of view. I feel like the world hates me and you remind me that it is impossible since the whole world doesn’t know me (there’s that annoying optimism). My point is I love you because you show that you love me enough to accept who I am not who you want or imagine me to be. You love the woman that I am, the capable wife I’m striving to be and the good mother I hope to become.

Love,

BBK (Inside joke)

Now for the anniversary kick off!

My husband & I travel as our anniversary gift to each other rather than exchanging gifts but we always go out to dinner on/ around our anniversary. This year we went to Red Lobster and I was totally surprised to find out it was my favorite time: ENDLESS SHRIMP!

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Needless to say baby-love (our kid’s nickname) & I ate way too much shrimp but we enjoyed every minute of it. Hubby ordered the same but he has self-control unlike myself… We talked about our baby, what we were looking forward to and what we hoped to teach him/her. We chatted about the first things we want to document as well as the odd milestones that most people wouldn’t normally keep track of. We quickly mentioned fears but tried not to dwell on them too long as not to bring down the mood of the evening. We discussed other adult things as well as our upcoming (and probably last big one for a while) vacation. All in all it was the perfect night. Relaxing, loving, informative and fun/ entertaining.

FYI – Anniversary/ Vacation post will most likely be a ton of pictures with captions rather than a real post.

Glucose Test – 11w2d

YAY! We made it through the yucky stuff. The car accident was finished, the spotting stopped (lasted a whole week), our baby was fine, vacation was completely paid off and both of us now had websites with registered domain names.

We were both eagerly awaiting our next appointment as it would be with my regular OB (technically NP…) whom I hadn’t seen in person in a while. Plus you guessed it we also got to leave work early which meant more time we could spend together without being tired from work and traffic.

Since this wasn’t our first appointment, we were prepared. I had all of my paperwork, questions and urine sample! We were so excited because in my mind this made it official. I was seeing the lady who’d been helping me and referred me to an RE right before we got our BFP.

First standard hubby protocol. Asked routine questions, hubby comes back, we make jokes then NP comes in. Keep in mind I referred to her as doctor up until recently but that’s jumping ahead. We greet each other, I introduce her to my hubby and the appointment examine starts. She checks lady parts, asks how I’ve been feeling then does US (ultrasound). During the US, hubby was being awesome and took video after a slightly hilarious conversation about whose phone to use. We joked during the US and I tried to guess the length (horribly off) then she asked if we had any questions. I asked everything under the sun including if my prenatal was adequate, my weight concerns and my exercise DVD. She answered all of my questions and hubby’s then told us what was going to happen next. To quickly sum up the next two appointments: found out about help if I get depressed/ stressed during pregnancy, info about/ dates for next two appointments but each one took way too long because we were chatting (really loved the ladies that helped us!) so we had to wait for the glucose test.

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I decide to do the glucose test the next day in the morning which meant no hubby to keep me occupied during the hour wait. I came early armed with a book to make the time pass and to enjoy some uninterrupted reading. I walked up to the counter after being called, smiled as big as I possibly could while telling her why I was there, picked my flavor (orange or lime), drank it quickly then waited. I chose lime because I’d heard stories about the overtly sweet tasting orange flavor. I thought the lime flavor tasted like a really lemony Sprite. I wanted to take a picture but they promptly take the bottle from you when you’re finished. So now the wait begins. I sat for what didn’t seem too long until the waiting room started to fill up and people became increasingly loud. When my time was up I felt like shouting BINGO! but refrained. After 8 vials of blood, I was slightly dizzy and done! Easy breezy 🙂 Thankfully my hospital/ doctor’s office post the results on my health manager so I didn’t have to wait until my next appointment before I found out the results. All was fine and now I could wait (not so patiently) for the next appointment.

Please note I wanted to add the funny US video but I don’t know how. If I figure it out I’ll post it in here!