Above: My view looking down. Below: The view from the side. Either direction...SYLVIA IS IN THERE! :)
Today was another prenatal appointment, my last with my Quincy dr. I am now in the process of transitioning my care to a dr in Hannibal, so that I will be able to deliver at the Hannibal hospital. It was hard to tell the doctor and nurse who were there for me through my miscarriage and have been very kind and supportive of me so far through my pregnancy that I am switching doctors. I felt like such a traitor, but my doctor said the right thing , "You have to make decisions that are best for you." Allen and I have discussed it and we really think this is the best thing.
Anyways, our little baby girl has a good strong heartbeat. Doctor said her bpm is exactly where she should be. Took a minute to get a count because she was moving around my belly. My numbers were all good too. I weighed in at only 3 pounds more than my visit last month, which makes my total weight gain in 4 1/2 months, only 3 pounds! For anyone who doesn't know, when you are overweight to begin with, as I was , during your pregnancy you are not expected to gain the normal 25-35 pounds. My blood pressure was good and I passed the urine test for sugar and protein.
We are slowly starting to accumulate baby things...we better get this computer room transformed into a baby room so we can make sure everything has it's place before Sylvia makes her big appearance! :)
Poor Allen has had a very long week in the heat at work. Tonight is his last night before the weather man is promising a cool down. Let's hope for once they are right. He has had a pretty good week at work considering the heat, except for last night when one of his coworkers called in and he had to do this other person's job in addition to his own. He was definately ready for bed this morning.
I was sick Monday-Wednesday of this week. My doctor's office said she thinks I must have had a virus. I hope she is right.
Sylvia is still kicking. I'm afraid she might have her days and nights mixed up. Her most active times are at night and early early morning...I am resigned to the fact I may never sleep again. She will be worth it I'm sure.
I have been trying to find bedding for a crib online and have been overwhelmed by the choices and the costs. Much more expensive than a set for our queen size bed! I was able to get a steal from my friend Amy at work who is having a little boy in November. Her last baby was a girl and she sold me her adorable bedding set for $25! WHAT A GREAT DEAL! :)
Sylvia is getting big enough now that I am starting to really feel her on a regular basis. I have been feeling her for a while now, but it still seems to suprise me a little bit when she gets going. It's like she saying "Hey mom, I just want you to know I'm in here!". My belly is in a crazy growing stage...I swear it's getting bigger every day! I know for sure bigger than last week, just based on how my clothes fit me.
Such an exciting time!
I think we have decided on a crib from Walmart, one at a very reasonable price that will convert into a toddler bed/day bed and then will be able to serve as a headboard for a regular twin size bed. Which means we can use it for several years! We don't want to go crazy and spend an outrageous amount on the actual crib frame, but we will probably want to spend a little bit more on the mattress, since this is the important part.
We found a cheap and nice corner computer desk at Walmart, which we need b/c we are turning the guest bedroom into our guest bedroom/computer room. It's not a very big room so having the little corner desk will save some space.
We also found a cheap, baby friendly, and attractive TV stand at Walmart which will allow us to hide the cords. (Unlike the one we currently have which is VERY unsafe for a baby that we will blink and they will be into everything.)
I am having a really hard time deciding what kind of swing to get...
Honestly this whole baby shopping thing is completely overwhelming. There are a million and one different types of whatever it is I'm looking at, and of course a million and one product reviews, which I feel compelled to read so that I can be an informed consumer.
We really need to go ahead and buy the big stuff though and get things in their places so that I feel confident and ready that our home is baby ready. Allen and I are both known procrastinators...we really can't do that with a baby on the way. It's either do it now...when our lives are calm and we have enough sleep to function, or regret it later when we are sleep deprived and have a newborn to take care of.
Of course we wont be painting any of the walls because of renting, but there are alot of really cute things that can be bought to decorate, but everything is EXPENSIVE. I need to sit and think and get creative!! :)
Allen was able to feel Sylvia kick tonight! (or punch, or head butt me, whatever it is she is doing to me from the inside...) It was a special moment. The furniture shopping has begun. I'm trying to do this online and to get the best possible deal for best quality possible without spending an arm and a leg. There are a billion different choices. It's very overwhelming. Wish us luck, because we need to start getting this show on the road.
Have you ever had to pee so bad that you cried like a child in the waiting room of the dr's office? I HAVE! Wednesday was a very exciting and wonderful day for us to find out that our baby is healthy so far and is a little girl, but finding this out came at the serious breakdown of Sylvia's mommy. You have to have a full bladder for the first part of this ultrasound so that they can see the things they need to see and measure. The instructions say to drink 32 oz water w/in the hour prior to the visit. Well, I wasn't sure I would be able to drink the full 32 oz w/in the hour of the visit since I was leaving from work to the visit, so I just steadily drank water through out my morning without relieving myself, figuring this would work the same as the 32 oz in an hour. Well, it worked way way way too good. As we were waiting for them to call my name the urge to pee was becoming more and more urgent. (It does not help my dr's waiting room has a waterfall running! This is not a joke...they really do!) At first Allen and I were laughing about it, hahaha, drank too much water. As the minutes ticked by the humor was completely lost on me, when I realized I had to go pee worse than any time in my whole life that I can remember. It was painful, and I became quite certain that I wasn't going to make it, but I knew I had to make it or they wouldn't be able to check what they needed to check. So I held it , and held it, annnd held it. Allen kept asking me if I was going to be ok? Then he switched from asking me if I was going to be ok, because the answer each time was NO!, to telling me, "You're gonna be alright." Then they started calling people back into the ultrasound rooms that got there a long time after me. I really started to lose it. I turned into what I can only describe as a waiting room monster. They were 20 minutes late and my bladder was over an hour WAY too full. I started to cry...Allen told me, "Don't cry!" I snapped, "Don't be tired!" (He hadn't been to bed yet.) I started to sweat and feel lightheaded. I just knew I was going to pass out in the waiting room on my big ultrasound day and pee all over their floor. I began to think that perhaps I had the wrong appointment time, that maybe instead of 9:15 it was actually 9:45. I went to the front desk to confirm my time and was told 9:15 was correct, they were just running a little behind. I started to ask how far behind but couldn't hardly breathe and I was crying so, I opened my mouth to ask how far behind, but what came out of my mouth was, "Can we check to see when they are going to get me in because I am going to pee my pants." The girl said I will see what they can do, and sure enough two minutes later it was my turn. It's a good thing too, because I honestly believe if I had to wait even five more minutes, I would have had to reschedule that appointment. It was definately a memorable day in the waiting room!
