8.1.12 -- 12:30 p.m.
8 pounds, 6 ounces
20 3/4 inches long
Wednesday, August 01, 2012
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Record Breaking Baby
With the summer Olympics in full swing, talk of breaking records is abounding everywhere. Just add me to that list of record breakers.
My record: Longest pregnancy length. Currently 41 weeks, 2 days (9 days post-dates)
Just my personal best, of course. Regardless, it was a record I had set, and now I've broken it. Send me my medal.
And for the record, Miriam was born at 41 weeks, 1 day (8 days post-dates) and Liesl was born at 40 weeks, 3 days (3 days post-dates, obviously).
I'm still hanging in there and since it's 10 p.m. here currently, I'm going to say this baby is for sure an August baby. At least I hope he is since I'm not currently in labor and having a less than 2 hour, start to finish, labor isn't another personal record I intend to set. Although I would take 2 a.m. or so tonight. Just sayin'...
My record: Longest pregnancy length. Currently 41 weeks, 2 days (9 days post-dates)
Just my personal best, of course. Regardless, it was a record I had set, and now I've broken it. Send me my medal.
And for the record, Miriam was born at 41 weeks, 1 day (8 days post-dates) and Liesl was born at 40 weeks, 3 days (3 days post-dates, obviously).
I'm still hanging in there and since it's 10 p.m. here currently, I'm going to say this baby is for sure an August baby. At least I hope he is since I'm not currently in labor and having a less than 2 hour, start to finish, labor isn't another personal record I intend to set. Although I would take 2 a.m. or so tonight. Just sayin'...
Sunday, July 29, 2012
No News is...
...well...no news, that's what!
Still pregnant.
There is good news to report though and that is that I'm still healthy and this baby boy is still healthy. That's good because it means I can keep ticking along without too much bother from the midwives.
I had one non-stress test on Friday and it went very well. They aren't worried at all based on those results. I have another one on Tuesday, and as hopeful as I am to not get that far, I'm not going to count on it either. I expect it will likewise have reassuring results.
So, in the meantime, I'm trying to stay on top of laundry, dishes, vacuuming and otherwise keeping our home nice and tidy. Just the usual end-of-pregnancy "nesting" paranoia that something might not be done and caught up when it's time to go and I will come home to a mess or disorder. Weird hormones.
Other than housework, we haven't been doing much. We are bored. I've tried to keep the girls busy, but I quit. I'm out of energy. And every time we go or do anything I blow up like a water balloon. So, cooped up it's been. I think we are ALL ready to be done with mom-being-pregnant. I know I sure am.
I'm even going to disagree with all the well-meaning people who say "At least they are so much easier to take care when you're pregnant." Yeah, well, I haven't slept more than an hour stretch for at least a month...I'd rather be nursing every 2-3. And I may not have diapers or spit up or another person crying, but my girls are usually crying over something so what's another scream here or there?! Plus, Liesl still wets her pants just about every day at least one time; what is a diaper compared to pee-on-the-floor? Not to mention the can-hardly-roll-over-in-bed situation or the dang-gotta-pick-something-up-off-the-floor dilemma.
Yeah, I will take a newborn over all of that in a heartbeat.
Oh, and labor...you know I've got it bad when I'm depressed over my contractions just not feeling strong enough and wishing I was experiencing all the misery of labor nausea and chills/hot flashes and all the other wonderful aspects that only happen simultaneously during a hard, fast labor. And every morning I wake up and nothing has changed, and I'm not in labor, makes me want to cover my head and stay there until I am.
7 days post-dates and counting...
And depending on the attitude undercutting this post, I'm really not doing too bad...but I'm really not doing great either. So, if this seemed super depressing, I'm much more cheerful than I let on. And if I seemed more upbeat than expected, don't worry, I'm still fairly disappointed. Whew! Glad we cleared that up.
Still pregnant.
There is good news to report though and that is that I'm still healthy and this baby boy is still healthy. That's good because it means I can keep ticking along without too much bother from the midwives.
I had one non-stress test on Friday and it went very well. They aren't worried at all based on those results. I have another one on Tuesday, and as hopeful as I am to not get that far, I'm not going to count on it either. I expect it will likewise have reassuring results.
So, in the meantime, I'm trying to stay on top of laundry, dishes, vacuuming and otherwise keeping our home nice and tidy. Just the usual end-of-pregnancy "nesting" paranoia that something might not be done and caught up when it's time to go and I will come home to a mess or disorder. Weird hormones.
Other than housework, we haven't been doing much. We are bored. I've tried to keep the girls busy, but I quit. I'm out of energy. And every time we go or do anything I blow up like a water balloon. So, cooped up it's been. I think we are ALL ready to be done with mom-being-pregnant. I know I sure am.
I'm even going to disagree with all the well-meaning people who say "At least they are so much easier to take care when you're pregnant." Yeah, well, I haven't slept more than an hour stretch for at least a month...I'd rather be nursing every 2-3. And I may not have diapers or spit up or another person crying, but my girls are usually crying over something so what's another scream here or there?! Plus, Liesl still wets her pants just about every day at least one time; what is a diaper compared to pee-on-the-floor? Not to mention the can-hardly-roll-over-in-bed situation or the dang-gotta-pick-something-up-off-the-floor dilemma.
Yeah, I will take a newborn over all of that in a heartbeat.
Oh, and labor...you know I've got it bad when I'm depressed over my contractions just not feeling strong enough and wishing I was experiencing all the misery of labor nausea and chills/hot flashes and all the other wonderful aspects that only happen simultaneously during a hard, fast labor. And every morning I wake up and nothing has changed, and I'm not in labor, makes me want to cover my head and stay there until I am.
7 days post-dates and counting...
And depending on the attitude undercutting this post, I'm really not doing too bad...but I'm really not doing great either. So, if this seemed super depressing, I'm much more cheerful than I let on. And if I seemed more upbeat than expected, don't worry, I'm still fairly disappointed. Whew! Glad we cleared that up.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Happy Due Date
I celebrated my due date today. And by celebrated, I really mean I endured the countless end-of-pregnancy questions all through church. No baby yet? How much longer? Any day now, right? When are they inducing you? And my favorite...How far dilated are you? You know, cause it's customary to tell other people about the status of your privates when you're 40 weeks pregnant, I guess. People are always shocked when I tell them I don't get my cervix checked so I have no idea. So, now you know too...I have no idea how much I'm dilated. I like it that way.
Really though, it could obviously be any day now. I don't have any clue as to how much longer. And there's clearly NO BABY YET! :) I was nice to people though, despite my inner-very-pregnant-grump-self and I got to hear lots of fun old lady (and some not-so-old) baby stories. I always love talking to the generations that actually know what it's like to go beyond the dreaded date of disappointment because back then, inductions just didn't happen.
So this is the home stretch and we will be waiting and waiting until this little boy makes his appearance on his own. Hopefully he makes it soon, because I know I'm not waiting patiently thus far and that's just bound to get worse. Even Liesl comes up to me multiple times a day, kisses my belly and says "Blaine, come out now!!" She must be feeling anxious too.
Really though, it could obviously be any day now. I don't have any clue as to how much longer. And there's clearly NO BABY YET! :) I was nice to people though, despite my inner-very-pregnant-grump-self and I got to hear lots of fun old lady (and some not-so-old) baby stories. I always love talking to the generations that actually know what it's like to go beyond the dreaded date of disappointment because back then, inductions just didn't happen.
So this is the home stretch and we will be waiting and waiting until this little boy makes his appearance on his own. Hopefully he makes it soon, because I know I'm not waiting patiently thus far and that's just bound to get worse. Even Liesl comes up to me multiple times a day, kisses my belly and says "Blaine, come out now!!" She must be feeling anxious too.
Friday, July 13, 2012
This Baby Must be Superstitious
I spent around 3 hours awake in the middle of last night with strong labor-like contractions. I was even battling the hot/cold swings I usually get when I'm in labor. I eventually fell asleep and woke a few times to more strong contractions, but obviously have no baby to show for any of it. I guess he didn't want a Friday the 13th birthday. Maybe I will get lucky over the next week and he will show up before my dreaded due date, I'm quickly losing hope of him coming before my due date though.
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Today's Miriam Funny
Thanks to my sister for kicking me into gear about blogging something that would normally go to the wayside and be forgotten. She's a rock-star blogger; I would love to be more like that, but I'm a slacker and have no excuse for not being a better blogger other than I am LAZY! There...now you know!
My girls say funny things all the time. Miriam says something that makes me laugh out loud at least daily. Sometimes she means to be funny and sometimes it's just her child's perspective and understanding. I love to hear her explanations and ideas. Today as I was getting lunch ready she commented on our grapes. I usually buy red (purple) grapes, but this week I switched it up and bought green ones. She asked when they were going to get ripe and turn purple. He he. I, of course, explained about different varieties of grapes to her, but not after a little chuckle to myself. I love having little kids around. They sure keep life fun!
Saturday, June 09, 2012
Pregnant and Counting Down
We're still around...well, I'm more just round than around, but we are all alive and well and that's what matters. I have people begging for an update and some pregnancy pictures. So here you go:
This is for you, Carrien (everyone else please avert your eyes lest they explode when you see my ginormousness) -- I'm still pregnant and have 6+ weeks left and I'm so done with this pregnancy despite it not being that difficult compared to my others.
I've had a number of emotional breakdowns in the last few weeks over the amount of time left being pregnant. I'm not super miserable though and feel much better than my other pregnancies, so I should be happy and grateful and whatnot. I think that having done this twice before already I know how long 6 weeks really is at the end of a pregnancy and it's wearing me down emotionally.
I usually have ridiculously painful round ligament pain, I haven't much pain at all in that regard. Loving that! I feel so full all the time (but hungry still) that I feel like my body and mind are at war. And if I over eat even the slightest I'm miserable for hours. Not loving that. My heartburn is usual (doesn't matter what I do/take/eat, I've got it), maybe a little more than my first two; hard to say, really. My esophageal sphincter just totally doesn't work when I'm pregnant. My hips aren't out of whack like they normally get when I'm pregnant, so walking is still fairly comfortable. It's been quite a nice change -- I can actually exercise still!! My hips have started hurting when I've been on one side too long at night, resulting in the all-so-easy rollover. Ha! Oh, and baby hiccups. I really hate baby hiccups when they are inside me! Miriam had them all the time. Liesl had them some, but not so much I thought I was going to lose my mind. This baby...all. the. time. And my least favorite part of pregnancy at this stage...sleeping, or rather NOT sleeping. Between the heartburn and "fullness", my hips falling asleep and aching all night, running out of comfortable sleeping positions and just general insomnia because my brain doesn't ever stop thinking about things, I have not been sleeping well. It's turning me into a zombie. A cranky one.
Let's just say that as much as I love being pregnant (and I really do because there are a lot of fun/exciting/interesting aspects to enjoy) I'm looking forward to being done and to having my body all to myself again for a while. And to fitting into my skinny clothes!! Cause man, oh man are my arms and legs and bum and face huge--the belly is a given! Plus everything else in between. And I really just want to meet this little boy and snuggle and love on him because I love, love, love squishy, newborn babies.
This is for you, Carrien (everyone else please avert your eyes lest they explode when you see my ginormousness) -- I'm still pregnant and have 6+ weeks left and I'm so done with this pregnancy despite it not being that difficult compared to my others.
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I've had a number of emotional breakdowns in the last few weeks over the amount of time left being pregnant. I'm not super miserable though and feel much better than my other pregnancies, so I should be happy and grateful and whatnot. I think that having done this twice before already I know how long 6 weeks really is at the end of a pregnancy and it's wearing me down emotionally.
I usually have ridiculously painful round ligament pain, I haven't much pain at all in that regard. Loving that! I feel so full all the time (but hungry still) that I feel like my body and mind are at war. And if I over eat even the slightest I'm miserable for hours. Not loving that. My heartburn is usual (doesn't matter what I do/take/eat, I've got it), maybe a little more than my first two; hard to say, really. My esophageal sphincter just totally doesn't work when I'm pregnant. My hips aren't out of whack like they normally get when I'm pregnant, so walking is still fairly comfortable. It's been quite a nice change -- I can actually exercise still!! My hips have started hurting when I've been on one side too long at night, resulting in the all-so-easy rollover. Ha! Oh, and baby hiccups. I really hate baby hiccups when they are inside me! Miriam had them all the time. Liesl had them some, but not so much I thought I was going to lose my mind. This baby...all. the. time. And my least favorite part of pregnancy at this stage...sleeping, or rather NOT sleeping. Between the heartburn and "fullness", my hips falling asleep and aching all night, running out of comfortable sleeping positions and just general insomnia because my brain doesn't ever stop thinking about things, I have not been sleeping well. It's turning me into a zombie. A cranky one.
Let's just say that as much as I love being pregnant (and I really do because there are a lot of fun/exciting/interesting aspects to enjoy) I'm looking forward to being done and to having my body all to myself again for a while. And to fitting into my skinny clothes!! Cause man, oh man are my arms and legs and bum and face huge--the belly is a given! Plus everything else in between. And I really just want to meet this little boy and snuggle and love on him because I love, love, love squishy, newborn babies.
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