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Labor Day

Continuing from my last post... We got to the hospital, and I was told that my water had not broken. What?!?! We were told because I wasn't having contractions that I would have to go home. I refused to leave as I KNEW my water had broken. Sure enough, the nurse looked at the pee pad I had been laying on and saw that I was leaking blood and fluids alright. And just like that, I was admitted to the hospital. As my contractions were nowhere to be found, and I was only 2 cm dilated, I was told that I could either walk around the hospital to start the contractions, or I could be hooked up into Pitocin to kickstart my labor. I opted for the drugs given that walking around had done absolutely nothing for me at home. I was hooked into the IV and HTB and I sat around for the afternoon. Contractions did not start for me until the early evening, and WHOA - I had NEVER experienced pain like that before! I asked for the epidural and was told that I couldn't have it until one of the 5 b

She's Here!

When I last wrote I was 36 weeks pregnant and was trying to determine when my lil one was going to make an appearance. Week 36...week 37...week 38...nothing but false alarms and sleepless nights. I had moved onto camping on the couch as I couldn't sleep in bed anymore. HTB moved onto the couch with me (solidarity!) and helped with BABY WATCH! The night before week 39, I had HAD it. I was bouncing all over the place shouting to my belly "COME OUT! COME OUT NOW! WE ARE READY WHY AREN'T YOU!?" and HTB brought home Baja Fresh with super spicy salsa. The sad part was it didn't taste spicy to me, but yum to my burrito! That night I slept better than I had for a long time. I woke up to week 39 in such a great mood! HTB did too so we took the dogs on a long walk together before he left for work. We joked around, he left, and I settled onto the couch for a day of Netflix and rest. Not even 10 minutes later I felt a gushing "down below." Recently I had an increa

Week 3 - 36 weeks!

Things have been progressing nicely. Starting to finish everything up with the baby - all her clothes and blankets are washed, my hospital bags are packed, and today I will be packing the dog's going away bags. A few things left to clean and do and then we should be ready. I fear that I'm holding on to things to do (like that DAMN SHREDDING BOX!) because if I finish everything then I have to focus on the fact that she's on her way. Some days I feel like she's ready to burst - today especially. She's dropped a bit more and there was a little bit of blood when I went to the bathroom. I will not panic. I will not panic. All the baby books say that means it could be a couple weeks out. The increased Braxton Hicks have been painful. My mom said we were all a week early - does this mean my baby is going to be early too? And how early?! Ohhh how I wish I could see the future so I can plan for today! So it's time to buckle down and get everything done! On a happy no

Day Eight...Day Nine...And Now Baby Watch

We are on baby watch people! I repeat - WE ARE ON BABY WATCH! Over the weekend she dropped in the most fantastic of ways - complete with pubic bone pain and lower stomach cramps causing me to run to the bathroom every 2 minutes. All signs point to IT'S ALMOST TIME! Panic ensued. Cleaning up a frenzy happened. And then she migrated back north again and life went on. Here we go with week 2. Day Eight My roommate from college was in town for the weekend and is also pregnant for the first time. Her and her husband had been trying for a few months to get pregnant when HTB and I found out we were expecting. They were preparing to move away and, as we had an overseas trip planned, we couldn't make the going away party. We decided to do a group dinner in which we were going to share with them the news. I was knee deep in mourning sickness and we ended up being 15 min late. I had texted her that I would explain when I got there. We walked in, I apologized and said that someone was

Day Five - Week One Done!

What. A. Day. For a teeny tiny child who has yet to be born, I managed to spend my day doing her laundry, finishing the nursery and folding too many clothes, receiving blankets, wash cloths and bibs to count. But it's coming along nicely. HTB and I have minimal plans this weekend so I'm hoping we can get a few things cleaned - maybe next week I can do more relaxing! Today's down time was spent with my fur babies - went for a long walk through the park, snuggled and napped on the couch, and the general day to day care they require. The one thing that hovers over me was made worse today - I added a lot more papers to the shredding box! One day SB you will be MINE! Tonight? DATE NIGHT!!! This is the time we set aside to make sure that HTB and I are still connected without talking about the baby or what we have to do to get ready. Given that we are almost there, I'm thinking it will be easier to relax and enjoy. Happy weekend everyone! Reading: Momzillas by Jill K

Day Four

An outing! We had an OB appt today for our 34 week visit. But to prepare for it I had quite a laundry list of things to do, and all I really wanted to do was stay home and read! Curses! Day Four Tried to read as much as I could in the morning and then it was task after internet task - filing for State Disability, paying bills and researching what else this baby could possibly need. She's a month away from being born and yet our house has been taken over by baby items! We are actually doing really well as far as being prepared goes - we just needed a few more things that can wait until after she is born. HTB is speaking to coworkers about their experiences and comes home in a panic every night (trying to keep up with the Jones'?) One lady said her baby was born at 35 weeks, so now the fire under me to finish everything is stronger. My body, on the other hand, says otherwise. OB visit went...well? He came in, asked how I was doing and then proceeded to talk about ever

Day Two & Three

Being on maternity leave has taught me that I just can't physically do whatever I put my mind to...and I have 2 lazy dogs who love laying around napping with me! No active puppies in this household! Day Two Call me the laundry queen! All day long - load after load. There were so many clean clothes the fur babies didn't know which stack of clean clothes to lay on first! The focus was on adult clothes only as HTB has this habit of liking clean clothes to wear to work.  My goal of shredding the last box of paperwork still looms heavily over me though. It's becoming my cross to bear. The laundry room is on our second floor and I was set up to nap downstairs, so I was getting winded like crazy. This left me with no energy to do much of anything else except to finish the books I was reading. And THAT may have taken more effort than doing the laundry! But I finished the first book and dove straight into the sequel. Cleaning off my bookshelves has never been more exhaust

Missing Out

I'm the youngest of three. Both of my sisters have had kids - three to be exact. This makes my child the fourth grandchild to be born into my side of the family and the first on my HTB's side. What this means is that my parents are over it. O-v-e-r. I-t. With the first grandchild, my parents were not involved until after her birth. None of us were. She was completely cut off from us. But when she was born my parents took her in where she lives to this day. When the second and third grandchildren were born, there were quite a few complications, but the novelty of the first grandson was strong. Now? My parents have a 13-year-old they are taking care of and they just don't have the time for me. I asked my mom if she would help me in the delivery room and she replied "we'll see" which we all know still stands for a no after all these years. On my HTB's side? His mom passed away when he was young and his dad is overseas. Where does that leave me? Wishing

Day One

Yesterday I started my maternity leave after what felt like I was pregnant for 3 years straight. After the first trimester of horrible sickness and complications, during the second trimester I felt like a new woman. I remember thinking to myself that I wanted to go on leave the month before I was due so I could lay around reading, writing and watching Netflix (since I can't fit in my shoes!) It sounded like a grand idea. But then the third trimester came around and the weight began to add up. I'm a small girl to begin with - I am 4'9 and was only 10 pounds over my ideal weight when I found out I was pregnant. I'm now up 40 pounds in my hips, breasts and belly - unfortunately not enough in my belly so I'm feeling every punch, kick and squiggle in my belly like never before. The usual third trimester symptoms have settled in as well - the swollen feet, the swollen hands, the shortness of breath from her crowding my lungs and the wishing this could be over soon. I al

Rounding the corner...heading for home!

Oh little blog of mine. Life is about to change and I am scared! Today marks 30 weeks pregnant. I wish that I was blogging my whole pregnancy, as many at work have laughed at my "observations" on being pregnant, but exhaustion is a cruel cruel lover, and takes hold of me daily. Today? I had to call in sick as exhaustion and pain have made it too hard to get out of bed. My doctor even says that I need to relax more...and I'm trying but the stress makes it difficult. Where is the stress coming from? Work - I will be taking about 6 months off of work to have the baby and do 3 months of baby bonding. They are freaking out as NO ONE knows how to do my job. And they've known this day was coming for a long time, but no one did anything about it. Now my doctor is putting me on a reduced work schedule for 1 month, and then I'm off! Do they have someone to do my job? No. Is anyone trained? No. Does this mean they are trying to get me to do every project known to man bef