Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Pregnancy Week 28 - 34

Baby Sweat @ 29w5d ~ this is probably one of my favorites.  It's Baby Sweats nose, lips, and chin, with a hand/arm covering up the rest of the face.  Simply adorable.

Baby Sweat yawning @ 29w5d

Baby Sweat profile @ 29w5d ~ 3/5/14
Week 28: 2/23 – 3/1 (eggplant)
Hello 3rd trimester!  Time is flying by.  I had my first birth dream this week.  I was at the hospital in labor and out you came with the doctor’s announcement: It’s a BOY!  I’m completely confused by what you are (boy or girl) and can’t wait to find out. 

Week 29: 3/2 – 3/8 (acorn squash)
You are now waking me up in the middle of the night!  Like clockwork I usually feel you around 4:30am – 5am.  I feel like this will be one of your future feeding/bonding times.  March is jam-packed month full of preparation for baby. This week we’ve taken the hospital tour, interviewed pediatricians, and went to an all day Express Birth Class.  We also got to see you at another ultrasound!  You are getting big and weighted in at 4 pounds 4 ounces.  The specialists (again) won’t look at my blood sugar numbers, and we are now contemplating switching doctor’s.  This feels me with lots of different types of emotions as we are only 10 weeks away from meeting you!

Week 30: 3/9 – 3/15 (cucumber)
We had our make it or break it doctor appointment on Wednesday.  We were at the doctor’s for more than 3 hours, and thankfully got all of our questions answered, and have decided to stay where we are.  It’s just beyond frustrating, and I can’t help but think “If I only knew”.  But this is the first time I’ve gone through this, so I really didn’t know any better, but now I do know better for a possible next time.  I also took a baby/child CPR class.

Week 31: 3/16 – 3/22 (pineapple)
Two big events this week.  I’ve officially started insulin.  My husband is again a rock star giving it to me when he can, so I don’t have to.  I know this is best for baby (and me), but I’ll be super thankful once this pregnancy is over to stop this medication.  Secondly is a second Denver baby shower!  Right now a good night’s sleep is hard to come by, and at this point in time I feel that it will be for the next 18 years.  Baby likes to wake me up, and it’s super difficult for me to move and get comfortable.

Week 32: 3/23 – 3/29 (squash)
I’m officially uncomfortable.  And baby likes to put pressure “down there” which I really don’t appreciate.  I definitely took for granted the ease of just moving around.  Getting up off the couch or adjusting in bed, now seems like a chore.  We took our Baby Care class this week, just in time for Chris to go out of town for some work training.  I’m super thankful that my mom flew in to cover his absence. 

Week 33: 3/30 – 4/5 (durian fruit)
We had a growth ultrasound today, baby is a little more than 6 pounds, and in the words of our doctor a “squirmer” and doesn’t hold still.  I’m getting highly emotional thinking about babies arrival.  I physically feel ready for baby to leave my body, but emotionally and mentally I’m nowhere near ready, although I don’t think anyone is ever truly ready for the “Mom” role. 

Week 34: 4/6 – 4/12 (butternut squash)
I don’t know what’s going on but I don’t feel good.  I pretty much slept all day Sunday, we left the house to go to breakfast and Target, and again to church.  Thankfully Sunday was my last day volunteering to do the tech service for the 505.  I had body aches and chills.  As ready as I am for this pregnancy to be over with, I feel like baby needs some more time cooking.  I experienced my first round of contractions, and found that a warm bath does wonders and gives me a good nights sleep (for the most part).

Saturday, April 12, 2014

The Bassinet

Baby Sweat will hopefully spend his or her first 6-8 weeks in a family bassinet.  I first heard about this bassinet when I became pregnant, and at first mention I didn't really want anything to do with it.  But when Chris and I were in Albuquerque for Christmas we went to go see the bassinet, that was in my Aunt Patti's storage unit at the time.  I liked the simple look and functionality of it, and knew where it would fit in our bedroom (perfectly right next to my side of the bed).  Then I became intrigued by its history.  My Aunt Patti at the time mentioned that my Grandpa Egan got this bassinet from an old military hospital and majority of his kids (my aunts and uncles) had slept in the bassinet as newborns, along with all of us cousins (myself included).  The last person to use the bassinet was my 2nd cousin Aidan, who will be 13 in September.
I reached out to a few of my aunts with the hope of putting its history together, but like time often does, the stories are mixed. 
One version starts in Rocksprings, Wyoming in 1945, where the brown bassinet was given to my Grandparents, as the hospital was getting all new bassinet as the time.
Another version starts in Bauxite, Arkansas in 1944, where Grandpa Egan purchased the green bassinet at a military surplus store. 
Regardless, the bassinet itself is nearing 70 years of age! Whether the bassinet was acquired in Wyoming or Arkansas, the other states it has traveled to are: Utah, New Mexico, Texas, and Colorado. 
The bassinet is all metal, on wheels, and the top "basket" can be removed.  I'm thrilled to be using this for Baby Sweat, and to know that we will share in this piece of family history.
Knowing that this piece of furniture has cared for up to 16 babes, I know it'll keep Baby Sweat safe and blessed as it sleeps at night.
I'm also thrilled to be keeping alive a piece of furniture that my Grandpa Egan used.  My Grandpa Egan was the ultimate non-waster.  He didn't waste anything.  And I'm sure he would be proud that a piece of furniture he got approximately 70 years ago is still in use and cared for today.

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Naps & and An Update

I surpassed the 34 week mark on Saturday.  Which means if I were to go into labor they wouldn’t stop the labor from progressing.  And in my world that means I’ve had a couple of eventful days.  Saturday I went to my friend Erin’s baby shower.  She’s expecting a girl on May 4th.  It’s super fun knowing I have two friends who are due around the same time as me, and thinking of our babies becoming friends. 

Saturday I also spent some time organizing the baby’s room.  We also went to one of the local fire stations and got the car seat installed, and picked up the rocker for the baby’s room.  Things are definitely coming together.  I still have something’s I want to do, but if baby were to come, we would (for the most part) be ready. 

Sunday was a rough day.   I can’t remember if I didn’t sleep well Saturday night or what (right now time is just blurring all together), but I was just tired all day Sunday.  We had zero food in the house, so we left for breakfast and a trip to Target.  Once we got home from Target around 11am, I decided to go back to bed.  I slept until about 3pm.  I took a shower, then fell back asleep on the couch until we had to leave for church around 4:30pm.  Over the past year or so I volunteer at church during the 5:05pm service we attend, displaying the lyrics, verses, captions, videos etc… on the TV screen used for that service.  It’s pretty simple, and I do it once a month.  This past Sunday was my last volunteer day as I go out on “maternity leave”.  It was extremely important to me to keep my commitment, even though I really wanted to stay at home and sleep.  Against Chris’ wishes and my stubbornness we went to church.  I felt horrible, but wanted to follow through.  After church I really didn’t have much of an appetite but we got some dinner and went home.  After dinner and a little bit of TV I went to bed at 8pm.  By the time I crawled into bed I was freezing and had the chills.  In a word I felt like crap.

It’s extremely rare for me to sleep this much.  I have never been much of a nap taker, and have taken more naps through the duration of this pregnancy then my entire non-nap taking life.  It’s safe to say that when I do nap it’s because I’m either extremely tired, or really don’t feel well.  I’ve never really understood people who just take a nap to take a nap.  I do however understand, that taking naps could very well be part of my new normal once I become a mom.  But as of right now, I’m not there yet. 

Anyways Sunday night I slept from 8pm to 6:30am, the sleep itself wasn’t great, and after so much sleep you would think I would wake up feeling rested and ready to go to work, but not so much.  I dragged myself to work yesterday, and by 9:30am I had gone to the bathroom 4 times and had my first case of pregnancy hemorrhoids (gross I know, but true).  I had remembered in our birthing class that going to the bathroom (I’m sure that if you’ve ever been pregnant you know what I mean by “going to the bathroom”, and even if you don’t know it’s ok) could be a sign that labor was about to start.  After the 4th trip I did a quick Google search and confirmed my suspicions.  I called the doctor, just to speak to the nurse who I am really not a big fan of and didn’t really get any resolution.  I plugged on throughout the day thinking that this baby could be coming.  After work on my bus ride home I felt what was my first real contraction.  I had asked Dr. Jones at last week’s appointment the difference between a Braxton Hicks contraction and a real contraction.  She advised me that a contraction would stop me in my tracks, and feel like a strong menstrual cramp.  Well, that’s exactly what happened on the bus.  I had definitely felt pain and pressure “down there” in the past, but nothing like what I felt yesterday afternoon.  It was short and afterwards made a mental note of the time.  Once I was off the bus I went grocery shopping, and had two other short contractions while shopping.  Once I got home right at around 5pm I knew I wouldn’t hear from my doctor, so I figured a call into my doula was due.  I left a message for her, put the grocery’s away and started a load of laundry, and packed for the hospital.  Shortly after that Chris got home and my doula, Josie called me back.  I told her about my past 36 hours and advised that all of this could be because I got a weird sickness or because I’m pregnant, who knows?  She told me to not be concerned, to take it easy, take a warm bath or shower, and that if I do have 5 contractions in an hour to call my OB.  Chris rocked dinner while I stayed on the couch and rested.  Over the course of the evening I had about a contraction every hour for about 3 hours (so 3 more contractions).  Once dinner was done and the kitchen cleaned, Chris started me a warm bath.  This was magnificent.  I loved it.  Relaxing in the warm bath felt great and did me wonders.  Just as I was getting into bed I did have another contraction, but I feel asleep on Chris and had a great night’s sleep.  I woke up this morning feeling so refreshed and fantastic.  I can’t remember the last time I slept like that, and waking up feeling so…good.  I’ve had no contractions today, and baby has stayed active (so active!), and we have nice warm weather that I hope to go home and take a walk. 

We thankfully now have all our hospital bags packed, but I truly hope this baby stays put for a few more weeks.  My big goal is to get into the month of May.  It’s an emotional feeling wanting this pregnancy to be over with, but knowing that baby needs to cook a little bit longer.  It’s crazy knowing that the end is so near, and even though right now these days and weeks are dragging, that soon (when they are over) I’ll look back on this time and realize how quickly it all went!

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Denver Baby Shower

A couple of weekends ago my friend Julie threw me a Denver Baby Shower.  I was thrilled and felt super blessed when she offered to throw me a shower.  There was lots of little details for this little "angel", and just hanging out with some friends, created a nice laid back Saturday morning brunch!
feathers and each guests got to take home bath salts!

the glittered invitation

gifts for Spoiled Baby Sweat

the Grandmothers to-be traveled to be part of the special day!

3 pregnant ladies checking out the baby's room.  Andrea, me, and Erin

made by my Mother In Law

much needed items from my friend Sarah!

TOP ROW: Cathy, Sara, Dena, Andrea, Erin, me, Sarah, Cheryl, Angela  BOTTOM ROW: Tina, Annabelle, my mom, Julie                         

A lot of my friends have had babies in recent years so I got some awesome gear that I didn't even know existed, but that they know I will need.  I am truly so appreciative to have these ladies in my life.
Chris' mom drove out with his friend's Mike and Angela, so having people travel for this little babe definitely added to the event.  Mary even made some freezer meals so we'll have food once baby is born!
The weekend was super special all around.

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

blogging to remember

Beautiful ladies at my baby shower 3/22/14
Life has been crazy lately.  And I've been meaning to blog, as I have a lot I need to blog about, but I just haven't gotten to it.  So instead I'm going to do a snap shot of things I need to revisit. 

I'm still pregnant, this obviously shouldn't be a surprise, as I'm only 33 weeks and 4 days, but I am at the point where I'm uncomfortable, and can really only do so much in a day before I become tired and cranky.  Hence the lack of blog posts. 

I'm going to the doctor weekly for a Biophysical Profile (BPP).  As of now baby has passed each one with flying colors!  Baby Sweat is a rock star!  Once I hit 36 weeks I'll be going to the doctor twice a week.

I had an awesome and laid back Denver baby shower.  Got some seriously awesome gear!  It is definitely nice to have some friends with kids/babies! 

Chris had some training he had to do out of town last minute, thank goodness my mom was able to come up in his place.  As much as I missed Chris, it was super nice to have some one on one time with my mom.

People are starting to notice my pregnant state.  While out and about this past weekend I got a handful of: "How much longer do you have?" type comments.  But while discussing with a co-worker that I'll be out most of the summer, another person at work asked me how I was able to take the summer off.  I had to advise him: I'm 8 months pregnant, I'll be out on maternity leave.

It feels so nice to be able to say that baby is coming Next Month!

The insulin is doing the trick!, and I finally feel like I have a handle on my blood sugars.

Chris and I were totally disappointed with the Baby Care Class we took last week.

Lastly, I'm pretty sure we have everything for baby.  Now we just need to get organized!

Friday, March 21, 2014

the past 2 weeks

This pregnancy journey as definitely been an emotional one, and I know the extremes of emotions haven’t even entered my world yet.
But I want to document all facets of this journey, all hurdles, bumps, and milestones along the way.
The past two weeks have been crazy.
It started when we went on our hospital tour. Chris wasn’t impressed. He works in the hospital industry, specifically Environmental Services. Environmental Services AKA how clean the hospital is. After the tour he mentioned how dirty the hospital was. I of course didn’t notice, but Chris is trained to look at the details. (he did the same thing when we toured hotels for our wedding guests.) I took his remarks into consideration, but at almost 30 weeks pregnant at the time, I didn’t want to start the search for a new hospital to give birth at.
Two days later we had our monthly ultrasound at Obsetrix, to check baby’s growth. The week prior at my regular OB I was told to have the doctor at Obsetrix look at my blood sugar report, and decide if I needed to be put on insulin. I was immediately hesitant about this because every single time in the past when I had gone to Obsetrix and asked the doctor to look at my numbers, they always declined. I told my OB this, and she said she would let them know that they needed to look at my numbers. Long story short: the doctor came into the appointment in the middle of my ultrasound, looked at the baby (4 pounds 4 ounces), said it was big, and to come back in a month. I had never met this specific doctor before, and told him my regular OB had advised me he needed to look at my numbers and decide if insulin was the next best step for me. He said he didn’t look at numbers and basically walked out. I was beyond frustrated, and Chris was pissed. …Later the doctor made a referral for me to get diabetic counseling. Which I had back in December, but really I want to know based on what information did this doctor make this referral?!
At this moment in time and almost 31 weeks pregnant, I had an “A-HA” moment. I was questioning why I had been sent to Obsetrix in the first place?! I knew I had been sent there because of my high-risk pregnancy condition of being pre-diabetic, but they weren’t really doing anything with that information. The only thing they were doing is checking the growth of the baby, and can’t my regular OB office do that?!
At that moment, and then later receiving a phone call (on that same day) from the hospital that the breastfeeding class I was registered for had been canceled (and the next one isn’t until May) Chris and I decided to look into a different doctor and a different hospital.
I was scared to be tackling such a big obstacle so close to the end of this pregnancy. But I felt I wasn’t get this best care for myself and my baby. I was mad at myself for not “shopping around” when I first became pregnant, and just going with my GYN office for my new OB needs. We found another hospital and doctor’s office, but the doctor’s office wouldn’t see me until they received my medical records. While all of this is happening Chris is calling the current OB office trying to get some answers to our questions. He was told that we were sent to Obsetrix atour request! And that a risk for a big baby is a C-section. He spoke to one of the doctor’s that just really made him more upset, as all she advised us to do was to bring a list of questions to our next visit, which was just the next week (I’m going to the doctor weekly at this point in time). I hated to delay this by another week, but that seemed inevitable.
Last week we had what I’m calling our “make it or break it” appointment with the current OB. Originally this appointment was set up 2 weeks ago for a Non-Stress Test. I got set up for the test, and shortly after the doctor comes in (not the one Chris had spoken to on the phone). Dr. Jones came in trying to get a reading on the NST which was unsuccessful, and questioned why I had been set up for a NST when they usually don’t start those until around 32 weeks (I was 30 weeks 4 days at this appointment). And I voiced to her this was exactly part of our frustration. Needless to say Dr. Jones spent a good hour with us, hearing us out, answering our questions. I let her know that prior to all of this, we had never even heard of Obsetrix, so how could we ask to be sent to a place I’ve never even heard of?! I asked her about the C-section, and how nobody as even asked me about my wishes for the birth of this baby, and how unprofessional it is for her to mention it before even asking me, and then mentioning it to my husband before me! She did ask about my birth plan, and also voiced her dissatisfaction for the process this office has in place for pre-diabetic/diabetic/gestational diabetes patients. She did let me know that if baby does get too big that she’ll induce me in my 39th week. I agreed, but said how frustrating that is since I have nothing to compare it to. So if my OB sends me to my local King Soopers pharmacy for diabetic counseling I don’t think of that as a bad/unprofessional process, because it’s all that I know. She agreed I should have never been referred to Obsetrix, and will no longer go there to check the growth of the baby, because they can do that.
Dr. Jones did look at my numbers (this was the first time an actual doctor looked at my numbers!, keep in mind I’ve been testing my blood sugars and keeping a log since the beginning of December), and decided that insulin would be the next step. By the time we left the doctor’s office I had an appointment set up to go see someone at the hospital about administering the insulin, and if it is something I do need to do.
We had a quick ultrasound (since the NST didn’t really work), and left the office feeling a little bit more confident in the care I am receiving.
From beginning to end we were at the doctor’s office close to 3 and half hours. We’ve decided to stay where we are, and will only see Dr. Jones throughout the rest of this pregnancy. The chances of her being the one at the birth are slim, but since only one doctor will be seeing us at the rest of the appointments my hope is that’ll decrease the lack in communication.
This past Friday Chris and I went back to the hospital to talk about insulin and get some practice with the needles and everything. This was highly emotional for me, and I’m so so so thankful that Chris was there. After that appointment I took the rest of the day off and had the afternoon to myself. I did errands and just spent some time with just me. I went to the post office, had lunch at Applebee’s, went shopping (Target, Gymboree, Motherhood Maternity, Old Navy), had some frozen yogurt. It was the first time in the past week and a half I wasn’t on the phone calling different hospitals, signing up or canceling different birthing/baby classes, checking on my medical records, making a list of questions/complaints, doing baby research. Friday afternoon all by myself was a perfect release and a moment to just enjoy this growing/moving baby and pregnancy. To enjoy this time for what it is: a time to do things while I can without a baby in tow, and just enjoy it. And that’s what I did.
The lesson taken from all of this is knowing that when/if baby number two comes along, I’ll do some searching, and ask a lot more questions.
I’m happy with the decision right now, and I know everything will be ok. Only 8 weeks left (approximately)!

Monday, March 17, 2014

memory monday

Greg, Kari, Grandpa Egan, Nikki on grandpa's lap, Charlene, me on Charlene's lap 2/26/1983
I've been meaning to do a "Throw Back Thursday" post about this picture for forever, just because I love this picture.  I have it on display on my fridge, and I really need to get it framed because it is the original picture, and it's in great condition.
But since today is Saint Patrick's Day and a very meaningful holiday to me, I thought I share the picture now and start a new tradition with "Memory Monday" and actually share the memory/story behind the picture.
As I've written in the past, I was extremely close to my Grandpa Egan.  In my eyes he was an Irish gentleman through in through, and today is the day he passed away 23 years ago. 
I still remember all of the details of 3/16/1991 and 3/17/1991 like they were yesterday.  But I don't really want to talk about those days.
I of course don't remember the picture above, but one of the things I do love about that picture is that it was taken at my parents house.  Where my parents still live, and still have that break fireplace.  
One trait that I have of my Grandpa's is his organization to document things.  The back of this photo has all of the details of this photo, along with some code in the bottom left corner.
If I had to take a guess the:
stands for:
It's Margaret's, Patti's, Kathleen's, and Barbara's kids that are in the photo.
Not too sure the meaning behind the "Grandma" since my Grandma Egan passed away when my mom was 18, well before I was born.  And then "Michelle" written below that, who is the youngest of the Egan siblings.
Or the "18A-19" is the upper left hand corner.  Not too sure what that means either.
back of the picture.  i love my Grandpa Egan's handwriting
I remember my Grandpa Egan always having a smile on his face.  He was always cheerful.  He also always had a cigarette in his hand, which I hated.  I loved driving to Santa Fe to visit him, and I loved his Santa Fe house.  I loved his backyard where he had lime green patio furniture and lots of apricot trees, where we were paid like 5cents a bag for picking apricots.  I love his cooking, he made wonderful waffles.  And he always had maraschino cherries in the fridge that I loved.  I remember going on long car rides with him and my mom during the fall to see the leaves change, and going on long car rides during Christmas to see Christmas lights.  He also had a bowl of nuts, I can't remember the type of nuts, but they were good.
He was a great Grandpa and I miss him.