Well here we are - the start of the third trimester. I'm a little freaked out! I noticed today that I have only 90 days until my due date!! Holy. Cow. In 90 days or less I'll be a mom. I don't know that the world (much less me) is ready for that. LOL!
Not much has happened this week. Brielle is as active as ever. I'm learning her waking and sleeping times. She's pretty darn predictable. I'm not sure but she may have had the hiccups the other day. It felt like a belly spasm to me. She's taken to stretching a lot lately. Some times the stretches can get pretty uncomfortable for me. I'm sure she enjoys a good stretch though.
Next week we start our birthing classes. We'll be finished with them before Christmas! We're starting to talk about our birth plan too. All of these preparations just make me think of how much we have to do but how fast time is flying.
Ben tells me that Brielle's room should be ready by the end of December. Right now it's just a matter of Ben getting over his cold (he's been sick all week) and getting our hands on some money. We had sold something that gave us plenty of money to finish the room and get our travel system but I haven't received any unemployment money in over a month. I'm fighting with them on that. All I can do is sit and wait to hear back from them right now. So needless to say things are tight and unfortunately that "extra" money is now going to go to bills. So much for that idea. We still believe that things will work out in the end.
So not much going this week just a lot of freaking out and planning. I'll let you know if anything exciting happens.
Showing posts with label Movement. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Movement. Show all posts
Friday, November 14, 2008
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Little girl kick your dad!
Last week I noticed that the bumps I was feeling on the inside seemed to be getting stronger. Sure enough I notice that if I placed a book on my belly it would get bopped. So I decided to see if I could actually feel my little girl from the outside. While lying (grammar police: is it lying or laying? I can never get those right*) on the couch I put my hand on my belly. Sure enough I got a good thump! The question was did I know it was a thump because I could feel it from the inside too?
On Friday I was POSITIVE that I was feeling the baby from the outside. Excited I hopped into bed and woke Ben up. "Put your hand here and press down" I told him. Of course the party that was going on in my belly ceased to exists. After waiting a while I apologized for waking Ben up and started went to bed. Of course Ben didn't care that I woke him up and said to wake him up again when the party started back up. Just as I was drifting off the sleep it felt like the party was starting back up. I waited a minute or two to make sure there was plenty going on. Of course as soon as I woke Ben up and he put his hand on my belly the party stopped.
The next night was a similar night. This time I was feeling the bops but poor Ben wasn't. It doesn't help that she is most active in the middle of the night! We aimed for Ben to hopefully feel her within the week.
Last night I had some chocolate milk before bed. That usually gets the baby moving within a couple of minutes. It didn't work last night though. So off to bed we went. Ben kissed me goodnight and went to sleep. I watched a little TV. While laughing at Leno the party started in my belly. I pressed my hand to my stomach and promptly got kicked (or punched or perhaps head butted). I waited for a couple more bops to make sure they were nice and strong. They were. I woke Ben up and grabbed his hand. On to my belly I put his hand......nothing! Ugh! Seriously! Come on little girl! Kicky your dad!
After a few minutes of sitting there I told Ben I guess she wasn't going to kick him. Just then there was a nice strong bop and an "Oh yeah!!" coming from Ben. She FINALLY kicked him! Just for good measure she bopped him again.
Needless to say dad went to bed a very happy dad!
*Edit: With the help of this great website I found out that lying was the proper word I was looking for......I think. LOL!
On Friday I was POSITIVE that I was feeling the baby from the outside. Excited I hopped into bed and woke Ben up. "Put your hand here and press down" I told him. Of course the party that was going on in my belly ceased to exists. After waiting a while I apologized for waking Ben up and started went to bed. Of course Ben didn't care that I woke him up and said to wake him up again when the party started back up. Just as I was drifting off the sleep it felt like the party was starting back up. I waited a minute or two to make sure there was plenty going on. Of course as soon as I woke Ben up and he put his hand on my belly the party stopped.
The next night was a similar night. This time I was feeling the bops but poor Ben wasn't. It doesn't help that she is most active in the middle of the night! We aimed for Ben to hopefully feel her within the week.
Last night I had some chocolate milk before bed. That usually gets the baby moving within a couple of minutes. It didn't work last night though. So off to bed we went. Ben kissed me goodnight and went to sleep. I watched a little TV. While laughing at Leno the party started in my belly. I pressed my hand to my stomach and promptly got kicked (or punched or perhaps head butted). I waited for a couple more bops to make sure they were nice and strong. They were. I woke Ben up and grabbed his hand. On to my belly I put his hand......nothing! Ugh! Seriously! Come on little girl! Kicky your dad!
After a few minutes of sitting there I told Ben I guess she wasn't going to kick him. Just then there was a nice strong bop and an "Oh yeah!!" coming from Ben. She FINALLY kicked him! Just for good measure she bopped him again.
Needless to say dad went to bed a very happy dad!
*Edit: With the help of this great website I found out that lying was the proper word I was looking for......I think. LOL!
Monday, August 11, 2008
Hey! How'd that horse get in there!?!
Today we had our second doctor's appointment. When we arrived I was told my regular doctor was out for a delivery. They had me see another doctor. Knowing that they were short handed we were prepared for a long wait. Thankfully it was only a few extra minutes.
Back we went to do the usual pee test (for sugar & protein), blood pressure reading and weight check. The nurse frowned when she took my weight, looked at my chart and said "What's going on with you?" I replied that nothing was going on, I was feeling fine. She told me that I had lost 5 pounds in the last 4 weeks. Ben and I both replied "Great!" she was not as enthusiastic. Basically I was scolded for loosing weight. We didn't think much of the scolding since I spoke with the doctor about loosing weight a long time ago. When there's an issue I'm sure the doctor will let me know.
So into the room we go. Ben fussed with the chair to get comfortable. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention he hurt his back somehow. We didn't have to wait so too long in the room either. In walked the doctor and he proclaimed "We get to hear the heartbeat today!" So after a few minor checks we put the doppler up to my belly. We heard lots of swishing and then it was there. Our baby's heartbeat. It sounds much more like a horse then a heart. To be specific it sounds like the clanking of coconut halves to make a horse sound. We were told the rate was a strong 165.
Next was question and answer time with the doctor. First question came from Ben. Over the weekend and on Monday I felt like I had gas. The only problem was it was different then gas. It was much more of a rolling feeling. So Ben asked if it was possible for me to feel the baby so soon (at 13 and a half weeks specifically). The answer: yes! It's very possible that I can feel the baby! Wow! Just.......Wow! We're not sure if that was it or not but it was noted on my chart.
The next question was about my sugar readings. The doctor was very open with me on his opinions. He asked about my history and told me what his feelings were on my case. He did admit that gestational diabetes was not his specialty but that was his feelings. We were informed that our high risk doctor is very aggressive in treating gestational diabetes. After some more discussion the doctor advised me to go and talk to the high risk doctor. He said if at any time I'm not comfortable with them then we'll look at getting a second opinion. He was very sympathetic to my concerns and told me they were valid concerns to have. Needless to say having a doctor hear me out and validate my feelings made me feel very good. Once again we were very impressed with our doctor's office. It was nice for the doctor to hear out not only me but Ben as well.
Well that's all I have for now. Oh! In case you didn't notice, we're now in the second trimester! Yay! Off to bed for this momma. Baby needs some rest!
Back we went to do the usual pee test (for sugar & protein), blood pressure reading and weight check. The nurse frowned when she took my weight, looked at my chart and said "What's going on with you?" I replied that nothing was going on, I was feeling fine. She told me that I had lost 5 pounds in the last 4 weeks. Ben and I both replied "Great!" she was not as enthusiastic. Basically I was scolded for loosing weight. We didn't think much of the scolding since I spoke with the doctor about loosing weight a long time ago. When there's an issue I'm sure the doctor will let me know.
So into the room we go. Ben fussed with the chair to get comfortable. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention he hurt his back somehow. We didn't have to wait so too long in the room either. In walked the doctor and he proclaimed "We get to hear the heartbeat today!" So after a few minor checks we put the doppler up to my belly. We heard lots of swishing and then it was there. Our baby's heartbeat. It sounds much more like a horse then a heart. To be specific it sounds like the clanking of coconut halves to make a horse sound. We were told the rate was a strong 165.
Next was question and answer time with the doctor. First question came from Ben. Over the weekend and on Monday I felt like I had gas. The only problem was it was different then gas. It was much more of a rolling feeling. So Ben asked if it was possible for me to feel the baby so soon (at 13 and a half weeks specifically). The answer: yes! It's very possible that I can feel the baby! Wow! Just.......Wow! We're not sure if that was it or not but it was noted on my chart.
The next question was about my sugar readings. The doctor was very open with me on his opinions. He asked about my history and told me what his feelings were on my case. He did admit that gestational diabetes was not his specialty but that was his feelings. We were informed that our high risk doctor is very aggressive in treating gestational diabetes. After some more discussion the doctor advised me to go and talk to the high risk doctor. He said if at any time I'm not comfortable with them then we'll look at getting a second opinion. He was very sympathetic to my concerns and told me they were valid concerns to have. Needless to say having a doctor hear me out and validate my feelings made me feel very good. Once again we were very impressed with our doctor's office. It was nice for the doctor to hear out not only me but Ben as well.
Well that's all I have for now. Oh! In case you didn't notice, we're now in the second trimester! Yay! Off to bed for this momma. Baby needs some rest!
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