20 inches long
Mama and baby are doing fine, just tired and recovering from an unexpected c-section. Detailed updates to come when I can do more than feed this gorgeous lad or stare at my unrecognizable feet in awe that anything could swell that much after not having a stitch of swelling during my entire pregnancy. In the meantime, enjoy the above photo as a contrast to show that Samuel got my regular Virtue toes and big long feet. They are absurd on a baby and I just want to smother them with kisses.
3 weeks to go!
We have our official planned induction date. If all goes well, we will start the induction process on April 3rd. If the baby gets here the next day it will share a birthday with its twin cousins Miranda and Miley. They have informed me that, if it is born on their birthday, they “Will feed him birthday cake.” They have been brainwashed by their mama who has decided the baby is a boy.
Our Dr. is fantastic. I had a less-than-satisfactory experience last Friday with a different Dr. in the practice. I was there for 4 hours total. After 2 hrs on the fetal monitor (this usually takes half an hour tops) she finally sent me to have another Biophysical Profile without ever coming in to see me. I really didn’t feel like anything was wrong but I am, of course, happy to have whatever check we need to make sure the baby is safe. Ah, the irony of our big plan to only have the two ultrasounds turning into 5….so far. I have resigned myself that I have ended up being one of the special cases that actually does need to have more than just the minimum, but I really feel like a Dr should come and talk to a patient if she is worried something is wrong with their baby and not just send them willy nilly off to have extra tests. I never did even see her.
This is the same Dr who went right to “I’ll be happy to get two more weeks out of you” when we were in the hospital being diagnosed with Cholestasis of Pregnancy at 29 weeks. She seems to go straight to the worst possible scenario while our Dr. seems a little more positive. She definitely explains things much better and makes sure I know what’s gong on. She sat with me for my entire NST on Tuesday and we talked about how things have been going and what next steps are. She feels comfortable with my liver levels and bile acids and has decided that we can have an extra week so the baby can bake for 37 weeks rather than 36.
We are VERY happy about this change in plans. We haven’t had many positive changes to our plans so far, so an extra week of growth with so much important development happening is music to our ears. That means we’ll be officially getting a full term baby and not a preemie! Of course, I wouldn’t complain too much if I went into labor on my own a few days shy of 37 weeks and got to totally avoid all this induction nonsense. 😉 But I’ll settle for the possibility that my body could be getting close to being ready to deliver and will tolerate the induction methods much better than if I was nowhere near ready.
Next up….DOULA love
The only decent photo anyone has taken of me since I started gestating. This is my big belly at 33 weeks 4 days.
Thank you for taking a decent picture of me, Natalie! And, of course, for helping Sara and Heather to throw me the sweetest baby shower ever! If/when two babies in the bellies in this picture get married someday, we will force them to display this photo prominently at the wedding and reception.
It’s after 6pm now and the sun is still out! Under normal circumstances this turn of events does wonders for my mood. In my current (perpetual) state it’s just the pick-me-up I needed. Especially coupled with lovely warm days this Friday and Saturday followed by some much needed rain and the PERFECT baby shower on Sunday.
Friday I was able to hang out in the back yard with Luna after finishing my day of working from the couch. It has been pretty quick trips in and out lately because I hate being cold. Since it was nice out, we took the chance to get outside while Daniel vacuumed as Luna is terrified of the monster that is the Bissel. She ran around to her heart’s content while I picked up a few plastic hanging baskets and other items from last year that didn’t survive the winter and piled them up for the trash or recycling at a garden center like Lowe’s or Home Depot. I can never remember who exactly takes those. It wasn’t much but I felt like I was at least getting something done for once. I was a little sad to think about how I am usually out sweating and working hard to get the yard and garden in spring shape at the first sign of a warm day but I’m a little busy getting something else into shape and ready for a Spring debut so I guess I shouldn’t be too sad 🙂
Saturday morning was warm enough to open up all the windows for the first time in so very many months. I just kept saying, “It smells SO GOOD in here!” I dusted in the living room while Daniel did a ton other chores because all I could do was dust a shelf and then sit and rest for a million years, whining the whole time about being out of breath and being shocked at how tired the simplest tasks make me or holding ice packs to my feet. It was beautiful nonetheless because the windows were open and the heat was off and I was actually doing something to get the house ready for the impending baby as well as for COMPANY! My dear friend Becky (see the hot mama in the photo above) called me on Thursday to tell me that she and her lovely husband Paul would be here on Saturday morning to visit and come to my baby shower. I didn’t even remember that I had put her on the invite list. 0_o THAT is some serious baby brain. You see, Becky is ALSO pregnant (My best friend Aand I are having our first babies at the same time. How insanely awesome is that?) and I had thought about just inviting her to my family “meet the baby” shower in May since she lives in Missouri so it wouldn’t be so far for her to drive. But I had also gone on to think “Well, I’ll invite her and then call her and tell her not to worry about coming,” but I apparently never got around to that conversation. Thank goodness! Becky was insistent that we have some time together before we have our babies and I’m so glad. We had a wonderful time gabbing and comparing bumps and pregnancy symptoms and just enjoying each other’s company.
I was completely exhausted by yesterday evening but it was a fantastic weekend and I feel a little recharged and ready to face the next several weeks. Things are starting to come together so I will have more to say other than “I worked from my couch all week and went to the Dr twice. As usual.” I mean to post some thoughts on our “birth plan” (those unnecessary quotes are intentional) and our doula and on the spare bedroom that looks more like a nursery than not these days.
I didn’t mean to make this into a Mommy/Pregnancy blog, but that’s pretty much my life at the moment. As much as I’d love to do other things, growing this little stinker & dealing with my pregnancy related health issues are about all I have the energy for. Everything else is definitely dogeared for now. The subtle changes outside calling out the transition from Winter to Spring give me a little clarity that I am in a certain season in my life and, like all other seasons, there will be change. This too shall pass and I will have something pretty cool at the end of this season to mark the beginning of a new and exciting one.