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With the princess we never got to 38 weeks so this is a whole new experience for me. So, in celebration of my last week of pregnancy since my induction is in 5 days here is a list of things that I had no idea 38 weeks of pregnancy could feel like.
- I never knew how far a pregnant tummy could really stick out without causing me to fall over
- I never knew that stretch marks could get their own stretch marks. Swimsuit season is over permanently from here on out.
- I never knew what the end of pregnancy glow was. I know now, it is sweat.
- I never knew that wouldn’t care if I passed gas in front of you. Seriously, I can’t help it and I remain thankful that it was just that and not more.
- I never knew that your stomach actually lands somewhere inbetween your boobs during pregnancy. If this kid doesn’t come out with some hair, the heartburn old wives tail is a complete myth. I can’t eat anything without heartburn despite being on prescription meds.
- I never knew that despite being the most uncomfortable one could imagine that I already know that I am going to miss this monstrosity of a belly and having this baby all to myself. Soon he will be out of my womb and into the world where I will have to share him so despite how done I am with being preggers, I hope to look back at this time fondly and hopefully the aches and pains will drift into ancient memories.
In an unsuccessful effort to get labor started this weekend we decided to take a family trip to the zoo. The hubs, princess and I went and enjoyed the zoo. It was the start of Zoo Babies and seeing all of the cute little baby critters made me ready to have my own. But, walking the hilly zoo and even visiting the stork did not bring on labor. Nor did the spicy food I ate for dinner or the fresh pineaple I ate. In fact, all of these efforts did nothing. As of this morning, I am still 2 cm and not effaced. Thankfully there is an eviction, er…I mean induction date. Next Wednesday, the little prince will be on his way. Thank goodness there is an end to this because Prince Sam is apparently very happy in his little in utero home.
So, with 9 days to go I spent today crying and sleeping. I dropped the princess off at school and started to head into work. I ended up driving right past work and all the way home because I couldn’t control the waterworks. Although common sense would allude to the fact that I would realize that when the baby comes, the princess will not be an only child. Ok, so as much as understand this, it still hit me hard today that is won’t just be the two of us. For the majority of her life I have had the opportunity to only work part time and stay at home with her. She has been my little buddy, my cooking partner, my craft consultant and the source of millions of smiles over the last 5 years. Adding a new member to our family has always been the plan but I didn’t realize how emotional this last week would be. My princess has been the center of my attention and her whole life is about to turn upside down. I know she will love him and be a great big sister, but I know that she will miss the time with just “us” and truthfully, I will too. So, after over thinking this too much today and a nice nap, I think I am ok. Hormones have away of sneaking up when we least expect them.
Yet, I have had no time! This has once again been a crazy week. Instead of having a long drawn out post of how this week has gotten I thought I would list out what I wanted to get accomplished and then the actual events of the week.
To Do:
- Get my glucose test (the nasty orange drink)
- Take the princess to preschool
- Go to work
- Get Laundry done
- Get Sam’s room completed
- Go to bible study/community group
- Sew…something…ANYTHING!
- Register the princess for Kindergarten
What really happened this week:
- Took my glucose test, then passed out and got sick.
- Got to work and that is where I discovered I was going to be sick
- Got the princess to school and realized I left her backpack and lunch at home on Tuesday.
- Laundry still not done
- Sam’s comforter was too big for the washer so room isn’t complete
- Got ready for Bible study, but ended up in the ER with the hubs who had kidney stones
- Realized I made her her kindergarten physical check up for the same time as she was supposed to be at the school registering, oops.
- Changed appt times and now she is missing school altogether today so we can get all of her appointments in today.
- Registration is in a few hours….I am 8 months pregnant and I am pretty sure I am going to cry.
- Sewing hasn’t been in the cards for me this week. Maybe next week will go according to plan.
The princess turned 5 this weekend. I braced myself for this milestone birthday but didn’t prepare for a call from my parents who had her the night before saying they were taking her to the ER and that she was having trouble breathing. It flooded us with worry since we knew that another respitory issue would be the last straw before she needed to be tested for Cystic Fibrosis. We tried to shy away from the diagnosis but 3 bouts of pneumonia, bronchitis and croup all within 9 months seemed to be pointing in that direction. So, I stayed home from work and went back and forth of whether we should cancel her party. In the end we still had the family over but my emotions were on total overload. Maybe it was pregnancy, maybe it was the mama bear in me but when my brother in law said he couldn’t risk his kids getting sick and that he didn’t think he was bringing his boys up, I lost it. I tried to call him back and got his voicemail and basically cried my eyes out and begged him not to disappoint Alaina on her birthday. She wasn’t contagious and with all of the medical worries we were stressing about….I just couldn’t bear having her suffer. I know they thought I was nuts and a few hours later they did come. I wanted to explain it all then but knew I couldn’t without breaking down.
Even though her little party was small she still had a great time. I finished her High School Musical knot top in just a knick of time and made her a little mini cake and star cakes.
and of course she got gifts!
She didn’t act sick the whole day. I was so proud of her for being a trooper even though she had to slow down when she had trouble breathing. So, bright and early on Monday morning we went to the dr and were thrilled to find out that it is not CF, but it is Asthma. So, now she will be a girl with the epi pen and the inhaler. Which made me cry again. It isn’t the end of the world, I just can’t believe for almost 8 months we have had so many chronic respitory issues and worries about the worst case scenarios and all of it was potentially caused by untreated asthma?! I just wish that they could have considered this months ago and maybe just maybe we could have saved her from a lot of pain.
I am so blessed to have such an amazing little girl, I just want her to be happy and healthy!
It was a delightful summer day. A warm breeze filled the air as four adults watched their little ones frolick around this in inflatable gift from the grandparents. The princess zoomed past her cousins on the slide and enjoyed the thrills while the boys took a more cautious approach. Aunt Stephanie desperately wanted her nephews to enjoy this inflatable beast to it’s fullest and decided to test the waters and see if the Little Tykes monstrosity would hold her weight. A test run was successful and so I grabbed the littlest dude and up we went. All the way up the side we went and started to get situated to slide down. Suddenly, the princess was filled with excitement and shimmied up the side and jumped on top. All 31 pounds of the princess was enough to shift too much weight to the top. A certain stubborn princess refused to move which caused a near capsize. Little dude now crying as we feel the air sinking down and Aunt Stephanie no longer laughing but seriously panicking. His daddy came to the rescue, the princess was able to get down. However, in the princess’ escape her dumb brave mama sunk into the net and was causing the monstrosity to further go down. Laughter and screaming ensued (all on my part) as I had one foot nearing the slide and the rest of my body sinking closer and closer to the ground. Thankfully, someone pulls my foot and I contort myself to go down what is left of the slide. Safe! Inflatable fun for the kiddies continues. I on the other hand slink over to my towel and admit defeat to my hubby who smirked and said I told you so.
Moral of the story. It is made by Little Tykes, I don’t belong on it.
Everytime I look at you. (ok, that is not true but the beginning of the song worked) I have had a strange week. Hubby had surgery and is having a painful recovery but is being a trooper, work has been emotional for me this week and I have gotten bad news from my doctor about myself. Nothing devastating to me physically but certainly it was a blow to me emotionally. After leaving work yesterday, I texted a friend and said, “are you home?” and her answer was, “yes, bring diet coke”. This is how I roll, people. I get there with there with 2 large diet cokes sit down at her table and just start balling my eyes out. It wasn’t pretty. We are talking heaving sobs and gobs of tissues, snot and uncontrollable shaking shoulders. I couldn’t stop. There is really nothing worse than losing your cool when you are not at home where you can get all puffy eyed and snotty and no one is looking at you, but it a true friend who you can break down and not feel embarrassed to be a blubbering mess. Fast forward to today, I get to work right on time but still the last one to sit down for the meeting and I am there for less than 10 minutes before my phone goes off three times. Folks, would you believe me if I said I had another family surgery? Ridiculous, I know. But, my cousin was rushed into emergency sugery for a hernia wrapped within her intestine. (ouch) Then the phone rings again and it is my doctors office letting me know that the procedure they need to do is $1000 out of pocket and not covered by our insurance. Can you just imagine the waterworks that are about to happen? Palms sweaty, eyes welling and I am expected back in my meeting. I kept my cool for a few minutes went and got my purse and told my boss I was having a family emergency and needed to leave. I got in the car and got the princess from the sitters and did my best not to break down there and finally am at home the princess is happily watching Backyardigans and I am going to have a good cry. Apparently, yesterday wasn’t enough and I have some more crying to do. Then I will pick up hubby from work and take him to physical therapy and pray that I can get my emotions in check because this is not a cycle I can continue in every day.
