36 Weeks
I am 36 weeks exactly today...or nine months...however you want to look at it. Matt and I are getting excited. Especially since my Doctor said I was dilated to roughly 2.25 cm at our appointment yesterday...after not being dilated at all last week. Don't get me wrong, I know you can be dilated to a 2 for quite a while, but I'm just glad that things are progressing. Zoe just keeps growing and is pretty much out of room. Strangely, I lost a pound in the last week. I didn't expect that to happen. Anyway, all's well on the baby front. I will try to post a picture later this evening. Happy Friday!
Not So Little Piggies....
This little piggy is purple
This little piggy is blue
This little piggy is sad
Because it can't fit in my shoe
And this little piggy went wee wee wee...until it got stuck in my marshmellow feet.
Oh, and my wedding ring doesn't fit anymore.
Yeah...
This little piggy is blue
This little piggy is sad
Because it can't fit in my shoe
And this little piggy went wee wee wee...until it got stuck in my marshmellow feet.
Oh, and my wedding ring doesn't fit anymore.
Yeah...
34 Weeks
Sorry this post is a little late. My Mom is in town and I've been spending lots of time with her and my little brother. Time is traveling along...sometimes not fast enough. As my due date nears I find myself more and more anxious to meet this little girl who's been growing inside of me. I just can't wait to hold her in my arms. The Non-Stress Tests continue to be normal- Zoe always passes with flying colors. This week we start cervical exams with the doctor- how fun- and I guess we'll just see what happens. Is it sad that I'm hoping to be induced? Anyone who knows me well, knows that I am a planner. I am not spontaneous...ever. So, this whole labor at any given moment thing kind of freaks me out. I want it to be all planned out so I can make sure my Mom is here, make sure I have everything ready, that my bag is packed, etc. Of course I know this is not how labor works. There is an excellent possibility that I won't get to be induced and I'll just have to roll with the punches. Maybe it will be good for me. I know that my planned out lifestyle is not necessarily the best environment for a child. Babies do not make plans...they are the masters of spontaneity. Maybe this is something I should learn to deal with now?
As of now, Zoe should weigh about 5 lbs and should be about 16 inches long. Reading this really puts in perspective the importance of her growth the next few weeks. In terms of newborn size, she's currently tiny! She gets the hiccups often. I told my Mom that I hope she's not exercising those lungs merely in preparation to be a screamer. She moves around a lot, possibly trying to find one comfortable spot in a very cramped space...while I do contortions to keep her out of my ribs. So big and yet so small...
Grandma (to be) is very excited. In fact she held my niece the other day and got all teary-eyed and said she couldn't wait until Zoe gets here. (Just a side note: Have you ever tried to comfortably hold a newborn when you're pregnant? Let me tell you, it is awkward. I can't wait until I can comfortable hold my nieces...as well as my baby girl.) Love is always rubbing and kissing my belly and telling Zoe to stay strong and healthy. He can't wait for her arrival either. It has also been fun to have my little brother around. He's always trying to feel for where she is or lays his head on my belly. He'll be a young, but great uncle.
As of now, Zoe should weigh about 5 lbs and should be about 16 inches long. Reading this really puts in perspective the importance of her growth the next few weeks. In terms of newborn size, she's currently tiny! She gets the hiccups often. I told my Mom that I hope she's not exercising those lungs merely in preparation to be a screamer. She moves around a lot, possibly trying to find one comfortable spot in a very cramped space...while I do contortions to keep her out of my ribs. So big and yet so small...
Grandma (to be) is very excited. In fact she held my niece the other day and got all teary-eyed and said she couldn't wait until Zoe gets here. (Just a side note: Have you ever tried to comfortably hold a newborn when you're pregnant? Let me tell you, it is awkward. I can't wait until I can comfortable hold my nieces...as well as my baby girl.) Love is always rubbing and kissing my belly and telling Zoe to stay strong and healthy. He can't wait for her arrival either. It has also been fun to have my little brother around. He's always trying to feel for where she is or lays his head on my belly. He'll be a young, but great uncle.
Things to Remember
I was thinking yesterday about how much I've complained lately about being pregnant. In all reality I have really enjoyed pregnancy up until it started getting hard. Even during the hard parts, though, there are still so many things that bring me joy. So, I decided to write down the things I want to remember from this pregnancy, and share them with you.
-The prayers, heartache and fears as we struggled to conceive. It may sound weird, but I just want to keep myself grounded. I will never forget what a blessing it is to be pregnant, and what a blessing she will be to our lives, as long as I remember the road that led here.
-Our first meeting with my favorite Doctor. After our experience with our first doctor that supposedly specialized in infertility, our present doctor is and was a breath of fresh air.
-Seeing two pink lines.
-Matt's face when I told him.
-Our family/ friend's reactions when we shared the news. I'll never forget how many people were there to support us with love and prayers while we were trying and the excitement they felt for us when our miracle finally happened.
-Calling my own parents Grandma and Grandpa.
-Our first appointment and my excitement over a little black and white picture of a bean with a heartbeat...and hearing it for the first time.
-Starting to show...
-The car accident...because I knew at that moment that she was and will always be the most important person in my life.
-Hearing a perfect little heartbeat the morning after the accident.
-Those first little flutters of movement and realizing they were her.
-Finding out we were having a little baby girl and seeing the first pictures of our sweet baby.
-Matt getting to feel her move for the first time. She would always stop moving when he tried to feel her. One day, he placed his ear on my bare stomach and just listened. She promptly delivered three swift kicks to his head. :)
-Growing out of so many items of clothing and being ok with it.
-When my Mom and siblings got to feel her move for the first time.
-Getting over the fact that I have stretch marks because anything is worth it for her.
-The baby showers.
-The joy I feel and the smile on my face every time she kicks a book resting on my stomach, rolls across my belly- making it look alive or gets the hiccups.
-Matt's impatience for her arrival- he is going to be such an amazing father.
-The fact that I can get over my needle phobia to make sure we are safe.
-Wearing flip-flops everyday because they are the only shoes I fit into.
-Knowing that I love and will love her more than I have ever loved anyone or anything in my entire life.
-Knowing that, by love, prayers, tears, and patience, she was sent to Matt and I at just the right time as a gift from our Father in Heaven.
-Lastly, knowing that my life is about to change forever...and being perfectly OK with that.
I'm certain that is not everything...but I think this post is long enough. I know there are many of you that read this blog that haven't experienced this before. Either because it hasn't happened for you YET, or because you're not ready, or too young or whatever. I just want to clarify that, through all my rantings and I near the end of this pregnancy, these things are the joys I experience every day. No matter how hard it is, or how tough it gets, it is all worth it. I hope every person in this world gets to someday experience this kind of happiness...and if you do, that you don't take it for granted.
-The prayers, heartache and fears as we struggled to conceive. It may sound weird, but I just want to keep myself grounded. I will never forget what a blessing it is to be pregnant, and what a blessing she will be to our lives, as long as I remember the road that led here.
-Our first meeting with my favorite Doctor. After our experience with our first doctor that supposedly specialized in infertility, our present doctor is and was a breath of fresh air.
-Seeing two pink lines.
-Matt's face when I told him.
-Our family/ friend's reactions when we shared the news. I'll never forget how many people were there to support us with love and prayers while we were trying and the excitement they felt for us when our miracle finally happened.
-Calling my own parents Grandma and Grandpa.
-Our first appointment and my excitement over a little black and white picture of a bean with a heartbeat...and hearing it for the first time.
-Starting to show...
-The car accident...because I knew at that moment that she was and will always be the most important person in my life.
-Hearing a perfect little heartbeat the morning after the accident.
-Those first little flutters of movement and realizing they were her.
-Finding out we were having a little baby girl and seeing the first pictures of our sweet baby.
-Matt getting to feel her move for the first time. She would always stop moving when he tried to feel her. One day, he placed his ear on my bare stomach and just listened. She promptly delivered three swift kicks to his head. :)
-Growing out of so many items of clothing and being ok with it.
-When my Mom and siblings got to feel her move for the first time.
-Getting over the fact that I have stretch marks because anything is worth it for her.
-The baby showers.
-The joy I feel and the smile on my face every time she kicks a book resting on my stomach, rolls across my belly- making it look alive or gets the hiccups.
-Matt's impatience for her arrival- he is going to be such an amazing father.
-The fact that I can get over my needle phobia to make sure we are safe.
-Wearing flip-flops everyday because they are the only shoes I fit into.
-Knowing that I love and will love her more than I have ever loved anyone or anything in my entire life.
-Knowing that, by love, prayers, tears, and patience, she was sent to Matt and I at just the right time as a gift from our Father in Heaven.
-Lastly, knowing that my life is about to change forever...and being perfectly OK with that.
I'm certain that is not everything...but I think this post is long enough. I know there are many of you that read this blog that haven't experienced this before. Either because it hasn't happened for you YET, or because you're not ready, or too young or whatever. I just want to clarify that, through all my rantings and I near the end of this pregnancy, these things are the joys I experience every day. No matter how hard it is, or how tough it gets, it is all worth it. I hope every person in this world gets to someday experience this kind of happiness...and if you do, that you don't take it for granted.
33+ Weeks
Wow, I'm beginning to understand how women are completely ready for labor by the time it finally comes around. Time seems to have slowed as I am steadily approaching my due date. The heartburn is ever-present, Zoe likes to sit on my sciatic nerve, I'm tired, and yes, I'm waddling. The Doc has started weekly appointments with me (early) and I have to go in for non-stress tests twice a week. I'm not sure if I mentioned that the Diabetes Center decided to put me on insulin...I think I did. Anyway, it was because of the Gestational Diabetes and being on insulin that I had to start these tests. The cool thing about the test is I was able to triple confirm that Zoe is, in fact, a girl. Also, I get to see pictures of her twice a week...which is a huge comfort. So far baby Zoe and I are scoring well and I have nothing to worry about...but just the fact that I'm having to do them and see the doctor so often...makes me think I have much less time than I thought I did. So, on one hand, time is dragging by and I can't wait for this baby to get here...and on the other, (OH NO!) I have way less time than I thought and find myself frantically trying to prepare. Are you confused? I am. Anyway, I unpacked and washed everything for Zoe and put it away in her room...so that is done. I still need to find a pediatrician for her, finish a few house projects, and pack my hospital bag...which leads me to my question for the day. What would/did you put in your hospital bag?
The Place Where I Will Live
Thank you everyone for your sweet comments on my last post. I was having a very bad day and I think a lot of it escaped into my writing. I appreciate you listening. Today I have only good news:
We put money down yesterday to reserve a lot to build a new house! :) Love and I are very excited. At first we weren't sure we were going to be able to take advantage of the great deal they were offering because of a large down payment the builders required. All seemed lost so I turned to the analytical mind in my family, my Dad, to ask for his advice. I was overwhelmed with emotion when my Dad and then my Grandma said they would help us come up with the money. I love my family and am constantly grateful for everything they do for us. They have more than once been an answer to prayers. It seems we will finally be able to have a place of our own...and stop throwing away money on rent...all because they were willing and able to help. I'm feeling very blessed today and just wanted to share that joy with all of you.
We put money down yesterday to reserve a lot to build a new house! :) Love and I are very excited. At first we weren't sure we were going to be able to take advantage of the great deal they were offering because of a large down payment the builders required. All seemed lost so I turned to the analytical mind in my family, my Dad, to ask for his advice. I was overwhelmed with emotion when my Dad and then my Grandma said they would help us come up with the money. I love my family and am constantly grateful for everything they do for us. They have more than once been an answer to prayers. It seems we will finally be able to have a place of our own...and stop throwing away money on rent...all because they were willing and able to help. I'm feeling very blessed today and just wanted to share that joy with all of you.
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