October 17, 2006
8 Pounds, 3 ounces
8:56 pm
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Saturday, October 07, 2006
39 Weeks... yeah, I skipped a few days....
Well, this week either I've been too tired to post or the Internet has been down. So, let's see? Monday, I called the doctor's and told them to push my schedule up. They set it for Tuesday afternoon. Tuesday, John and I went. We sat in the waiting room for an hour and half until they finally told us that Dr. Gerard had been called to a delivery. So, we saw the Nurse Practitioner instead. I explained to her that I wanted to speak with Gerard because of some concerns. She listened and talked a lot about how things work in delivery (she's a labor and delivery nurse) and in general, did a better check-up than I have ever had from Gerard. When she saw my feet she exclaims "boy, they're fat, aren't they!" (Gee, thanks) Then, she poked me to see how long it took for the color to go back. (approx. 10 seconds). She got an "oh shit" look on her face when we told her I hadn't had a Group B Strep Test and then asked me if I'd the blood work done. No, I didn't know about it. So, she took care of both... The poor lab technician was rushing to get it done before Lap Corp came to pick it up... As for the biggest issue of Aidan's weight... obviously she couldn't do much about it and told us to call Gerard later in the week and ask her. However, when she left us in the room Gerard apparently had just got back and the Nurse told her all about us outside our door. Doctors need to realize that people can hear through doors! Mary Ann, the N.P., had a little bit of a patronizing, rolling-of-the-eyes expression to her voice but she got results. I think my mentioning a niece with a brachial plexus injury had an effect. Anyway, Dr. Gerard just sighed and basically said "whatever, I don't care." So, next Tuesday, we have an ultrasound scheduled to get an estimate on her weight. Well, if they want to peg me as a hysterical mother then okay. I know I haven't been acting like one. All I have to go on is my family history.
The rest of the week has gone by in a blur. Wednesday, John and I went to Josh's place, ate at Chili's, and watched Click. Today, we got up early, went yard-selling with Mutti, shopped at Oglethorpe, and in general- ran errands. John bought new shoes and I picked up two nursing bras from Motherhood Maternity. It's been a pleasant day. We've had a good time just being with each other. The only bad spot was when John wanted to go to a movie and I had to tell him that I wasn't up for it. That made me feel bad. So, I promised him I'd try to go tomorrow. I can't "hang" anymore though.
I have insomnia again and am incredibly uncomfortable. The swelling I've been experiencing has doubled. The best way to describe it is that it feels like I'm wearing four layers of clothing under one of those marshmallow snow suits that make it hard to move or bend. My feet feel sunburned and boy do they hurt! I think I'd probably be okay with the swelling if it wasn't for my feet.
I'm definitely ready for Aidan now. I haven't finished with her laundry or washing all her toys. I haven't even packed a bag yet but I wouldn't feel upset if she decided to come now. If I had to pick.. I'd tell her to come on the 11th, but any time would be fine. (except Friday 13th) I can't say that I'll miss being pregnant at this stage. I'm too uncomfortable and I cannot wait to recognize my own face again. But, then, I suppose once she comes I'd miss the feeling of her moving around ... that connection because she's inside me.
I can't believe that in a week- or a day - or whatever- I'll be a new mom, a forever mom, and will always be responsible for the forming of a new life, a little person. I just can't imagine it though we're so close now. It's really ANY DAY now! I've had a few moments when I feel panicky... where I almost wish I could be free and not be pregnant ...not because I don't want Aidan but because it would be easier in life to never have the burden of that responsibility. I suppose I'm trying to say that I have those typical "what have I gotten myself into" thoughts. I've also had a few worrying thoughts about what if I'm really tired and I don't get any sleep... then I might resent Aidan or want to get a break from her.. though she'll be brand new. I don't want to lay in bed and resent her for making me get up. I've never done so before with other's babies but I also never had to get up every two hours for months and months. I hope that I'll get sleep but if not, I hope I keep my patience and learn to live with little.
The rest of the week has gone by in a blur. Wednesday, John and I went to Josh's place, ate at Chili's, and watched Click. Today, we got up early, went yard-selling with Mutti, shopped at Oglethorpe, and in general- ran errands. John bought new shoes and I picked up two nursing bras from Motherhood Maternity. It's been a pleasant day. We've had a good time just being with each other. The only bad spot was when John wanted to go to a movie and I had to tell him that I wasn't up for it. That made me feel bad. So, I promised him I'd try to go tomorrow. I can't "hang" anymore though.
I have insomnia again and am incredibly uncomfortable. The swelling I've been experiencing has doubled. The best way to describe it is that it feels like I'm wearing four layers of clothing under one of those marshmallow snow suits that make it hard to move or bend. My feet feel sunburned and boy do they hurt! I think I'd probably be okay with the swelling if it wasn't for my feet.
I'm definitely ready for Aidan now. I haven't finished with her laundry or washing all her toys. I haven't even packed a bag yet but I wouldn't feel upset if she decided to come now. If I had to pick.. I'd tell her to come on the 11th, but any time would be fine. (except Friday 13th) I can't say that I'll miss being pregnant at this stage. I'm too uncomfortable and I cannot wait to recognize my own face again. But, then, I suppose once she comes I'd miss the feeling of her moving around ... that connection because she's inside me.
I can't believe that in a week- or a day - or whatever- I'll be a new mom, a forever mom, and will always be responsible for the forming of a new life, a little person. I just can't imagine it though we're so close now. It's really ANY DAY now! I've had a few moments when I feel panicky... where I almost wish I could be free and not be pregnant ...not because I don't want Aidan but because it would be easier in life to never have the burden of that responsibility. I suppose I'm trying to say that I have those typical "what have I gotten myself into" thoughts. I've also had a few worrying thoughts about what if I'm really tired and I don't get any sleep... then I might resent Aidan or want to get a break from her.. though she'll be brand new. I don't want to lay in bed and resent her for making me get up. I've never done so before with other's babies but I also never had to get up every two hours for months and months. I hope that I'll get sleep but if not, I hope I keep my patience and learn to live with little.
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