Thursday, February 10, 2011

37 WKS!!

Okay. It is officially 12:09 am, so I can now officially say I am a full term preggo momma. Yup. And I can't stinking sleep, and I can't stinking wait to meet this little girlie who ails me so.

An update from last week's appointment I remain 2 centimeters dilated. I am currently, nor recently, having any contractions nudging me to visit triage at Norton Suburban. Just waiting. Every moment, waiting.

BUT. I know that in 13 days I could have this baby if in fact I decide that I want her out of me. My doctor has told me she will induce at 39 weeks. 13 days of waiting is tolerable, I think. However, I am miserable most of the time.

I had a thought today. My birthday is February 24th, which happens to be 1 day before I reach 39 weeks. I was wondering how my doctor would feel about inducing me then, 1 day early. That is if she hasn't graced us with her wonderful presence yet.

I have been thinking about this all day. What if we could have the same birthday?? Would she someday hate me for that, for making that decision?? Would she just want to have her own birthday and her Mom celebrate her birthday on a separate day?

Who knows what she would think. It's hard because you want to think that your daughter, who you would give the world to, would never be upset at you for choosing to have the same birthday. You want to think that she would think you are the most awesome momma and loves that you have the same birthday, right? That's what you want to think. I don't know. She'll probably be here like tomorrow and I shouldn't even think of these things, lol. But I do. What do you think? Any thoughts about that, even though it probably would never happen anyways.

Anyhow. So that is that for 37 weeks. I'm glad we've made it to this point and I can rest assure that I will not deliver a premature child. I am thankful that God has spared us the medical craziness we could have experienced had she decided to come early. Thank you Lord.

I am so excited to meet her. I have changed my cell phone background to my little Rory's face from the 3d ultrasound we had back at 20 weeks. We've come a long way since then little girl! I hope she comes soon. Tillman is so excited to meet her. I have to write about this, because its just too funny.

So, Tillman is pretty much obsessed with Mommy's belly, or baby rather. And not just with touching it. But every time he remembers that he likes my belly, he has to pull my shirt up and say hi to the baby ( He doesn't know her name yet). In Walmart today, Tillman remembered he loved my baby in my belly, and tries to pull my shirt up so he could see my actual belly, because THAT is where the baby is. She is UNDER my shirt. Thankfully, he was unsuccessful at pulling my entire shirt up to expose it to other fellow Walmart shoppers. Exposed pregnant bellies are for at home ONLY! thank you. ha.

So yes. You have your 37 week baby update. I am scheduled to work this Saturday 11p-7a. I am requesting that everyone pray that she come quick as I do not want to work another shift carrying this precious little one. Although I will if I have to. But, I'd rather not:)

I'll keep you posted:)

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

35 weeks and 5 days

My weekly OB appointment was yesterday. I left my sister's house around 3:35 for my 4:00 pm appointment, and by the time I went back to see my dr. I had been having contractions. About 22 of them during that time frame. So, my dr. did a cervical exam. Still 2 cm dilated. My blood pressure was 130/70 (not too bad, but high for me). Weight gain 1 lb. Rory is still kicking and cooking. I am getting more and more anxious and excited for her to be here.

Last night I could not sleep. AT ALL. I stayed up in the living room watching a series of The Office, Friends, Seinfield, and then Frasier came on, so I decided to go downstairs at about 2 am. Not a fan of Frasier. Once I got into bed, my little dog Dylan, who sleeps in our bed because Matt insists that he does, would not stop licking and making annoying mouth noises. I thought I'd go crazy. Just about the time I thought I'd go crazy I start having bad reflux. I then realize that Matt was sleeping with one of my pillows on top of the single one he usually sleeps with.So I was a pillow short to get my head elevated just right to sleep decently with reflux. So no sleep. Around 6:00 am when Matt woke up for work, I finally was able to sleep. Thankfully my little Tilly didn't wake up until 9:30 when I woke him up because my stomach was growling so badly. Total sleep last night: 3.5 hours. Yes! I just want a good nap right about NOW! I'll keep you posted on the Rory buisness.