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Surprise Camping Trip!!! Ug, and Teething…
Oct 15th
So, I’d been planning a surprise camping trip for Tim for a month and a half, and spent all week preparing and packing behind his back. When Tim got home from work Friday, I sneaked into his car and grabbed his fishing poles and threw them in the van. I had already loaded the van, and unloaded it at the campsite earlier that day when I dropped Levi off with Mom for the weekend. After I was ready, I blind-folded Tim (who really couldn’t see but knew what road we were on based on turns). He asked me what was up. I told him it was a surprise for him, and Levi was with mom for the night. So I’m driving and he keeps asking questions (this is one of those situations, ask me no questions I tell you no lies). Still, it was easy to throw him off w/o omitting truths because he no more than asks a few questions before he forgets the answers to his previous questions. He did figure out we were on the road to the campsite though, Cross Creek RV and Camp Ground, and he said, “Wait, I know whats down here- you wouldn’t?!! Nah, you wouldn’t.” Lol, I’m glad he was blind-folded because I smiled so big. I replied, “No, but thats a good idea. We should go soon!” He was super surprised when we pulled in.
Not only was he surprised that we were camping for the weekend, but he also was shocked (as was I) that I managed to book the private Island! We had a great weekend of fishing, boating, smore-making, and the camping usualls. The duckies at this lake practically live on the island and were far from shy about eating out of our hands (we got bit a bit). They even have a nest under the out-house! Its an electric outhouse, so no, the ducky eggs are not getting pooped on. Glad you asked. I’m glad Tim got some down time, he said he almost had forgotten what he so enjoyed. People, be careful that you don’t work so much that you forget to enjoy life. That is VERY important, and is good for your mental health as well.
As fun as camping was, we were excited to get back to our little baby! Unfortunately, he’s not been in the greatest mood since we came back from camping. His teething has been VERY bad the last couple of days, and the poor kid is only 5.5 months! He has been spitting up a lot (and it bothers him), he’s been very fussy, refusing to eat his baby food (mostly just at dinner time), and has all around just been a little difficult. One of the hardest things is that I can’t really hold him to comfort him because when he gets really upset he thrashes his arms and legs about and if I’m holding him at that time, he literally rips my hair out. He doesn’t realize he’s doing it, his hands just get caught in my long curly hair while he’s flailing them. Poor baby (and poor me). I would like to call the doctor and see what I can do for him (apart from teether toys and Orajel) but I no longer trust his doctor and plan to change. The reason I’m after a new pediatrician is because I found out mine is an Evolutionist. And Evolutionists are crazy, so NO, I am not going to put my son’s health care in one’s hands. Wish me luck in finding a GOOD new one. Seems I always end up with bad doctors initially, and the good doctors later…
Baby Foods, Baby Developements, Monthly Shots, and Teething (oh my!)
Sep 22nd
Last week Levi had a few shots at the doctor’s. We decided to split his shots up, which means we’ll have to go monthly now. I know that I am the adult, and I should know that the doctor is helping him, but I still feel like the doctor is the bad guy for giving those shots. 
Levi still smiles at her and all the nurses, though. 
The shots were hard on me and I lost sleep the night before just thinking about them; I had to hold his arms across his chest this time, to make it worse. However, he didn’t cry nearly as hard as the first time and once I picked him up, the cries instantly transformed to soft whimpers. He nursed himself to comfort, and then woke up when I was making his next appointment, and smiled at all the nurses! He was quiet on the way home, and playful when we got home. Thankfully, his behavior was entirely normal after those shots!
Levi has been doing some pretty hilarious stuff lately. When I was nursing him the other day, he moved to bit me so I looked him in the eyes and sternly said, “No.” He stuck out his lower lip and whined and reached up to the corner of his eye with his index finger as if to wipe away a tear! Ah, so cute! I had to turn away to laugh! Earlier the day before, at the close of praying for over our dinner I said, “Amen,” and Levi stuck out that little lower lip and whimpered, so I told him, “Its ok, you can talk to God any time you want,” and instantly he was smiling and was a-okay! Its beyond me why Tim and I were laughing at this, but last night Levi pooped- A BIG NASTY LOT- in his bathtub. We had to get him out, clean out the tub, re-wash him, and clean out the tub and his toys some more. At one point I left the bathroom to get some cleaning supplies while Tim held our poopy little boy. I didn’t explain what I was doing and as soon as I was through the door-way, Tim called desperately, “Where are you going??? Don’t leave me!” Lol, like I said, we were laughing, but its supposed to be one of those stories that’s only funny later. I guess I have a twisted sense of humor.
On the development front: Levi rolls over and over and over. I can’t keep him on his back at all- especially when I’m trying to change him! He also likes to grab and play with his little toes! He also likes to play peek-aboo! He really likes it when I put the receiving blanket on his face, and then quickly pull it off and surprise him! I love hearing his cute giggles when we do that! Levi can also just about kick his way out of his swing now! Its low to the ground, and he couldn’t get out of it, so I never bothered strapping him in before, but while I was doing my make-up the other day, he kicked his little butt all the way to the edge of the swing and his little feet were flailing in the air!
One of the most exciting changes: MEAL TIMES! He now eats breakfast, lunch, and dinner! Breakfast and lunch are just baby oat meal with applesauce mixed in, for the moment. For dinner, he is eating wet stage-1 baby foods! I gave him squash the first week for dinner, and his reaction was pretty funny. He ate it, but apon tasting it, you could just see the words behind his expression: “Ew, mom. Ew.” Then he started crying pretty hard, and I thought he just didn’t like his food so I didn’t do anything about it. I felt bad when he burped and I realized he just got gassy. I don’t know if it was from the food or not. This week, we are eating sweet potatoes- which he LOVES. I like them better, too. I make it a habit to know how my baby’s food taste. I know, weird.
With great food comes great poop… like in the bathtub….
Levi has also been teething badly. Poor baby started crying really hard the other day and shoving toys in his mouth. I had to use the baby Ora-jell a few times. I’ve been told the teething tablets (you put it on their gums) work very well, but wouldn’t he end up swallowing them? I’m not sure I want to put those in his mouth- at his age, that screams to me: “CHOKING HAZARD!” Any opinions on that, readers?
First Anniversary
Jun 15th
So, its been a while… and I’m going to quit apologizing every time it has been. Why? I’m a mom and have higher commitments now. Commitments that don’t sleep- almost at all during the day. Commitments that remind me frequently they need to eat every half hour, and be burped every time after that… oh well, at least he sleeps most all night.
I went to the doctor last Thursday. He said I am healed enough to resume normal activities! Which is was music to my ears because Tim and I’s ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY was Sunday, and we decided to go camping for that weekend! The campground we went to, Cross Creek, has a really nice pool and I was excited to go swimming for the first time this summer!
So the week before we left, I made arrangements with my mom to baby sit Levi while we were gone. We would be gone from 5 pm Friday to noon on Sunday. She happily agreed and I went to work pumping. MAN, I HATE hand held pumps. When I finally got the electric breast pump, I had a lot of milking to do. And I pumped 40 ounces in one week! Unfortunately, that only lasted him 24 hours (HE EATS A LOT AND HAS CONTINUAL GROWTH SPURTS). Fortunately, after 24 hours, I was there to feed him. So… now to why our anniversary was cut short…
So we get to the campground around 6:30, set up, argue about setting up, eat, go swimming, do some fishing. Saturday morning, I woke up early and fed the ducks. We spent some time figuring out how to get our charcoals hot enough and make them stay hot enough to cook breakfast and then finally ate. We did a lot that morning. We went swimming, rode bikes, played games, ate ice cream, played mini golf. Around mid afternoon, we were sitting outside. It was BLAZING hot and sunny. Tim was fishing, I was snacking. We decide we’ve had enough of the heat and humidity and want to go swimming. We go in our behemoth-sized tent (we got an 8-person tent for camping trips with our kids) to change. We decide to take a nap instead. We were napping no more ten minutes when my father-in-law came by to say hi. Emerging from the tent, we notice a difference in weather and Tim’s dad just happen to have a weather radio. We turned it on, it predicted 60-70 mph winds and we were in an open area with a giant tent (not staked in either). We decide its best to pack up and go to my Mom and Dad’s house for the night. I no sooner go into the tent and it starts to try to blow over on me!! We literally had to throw everything down and throw it in the cars. We no sooner get the stuff in the cars and it start pouring rain! We got a rain check and will definitely be going back to that campground later in the summer. Yes, its crappy that we got rained and winded out, but we really did have a good time.
So Levi is SIX WEEKS today! I know this is a month and a half, but I think it sounds younger if I say six weeks. He has started smiling (real smiles, not gas!) and drools a lot now! He also “talks” more than what he needs just to communicate. He is such an intelligent baby and so beautiful! I weep at every change and rejoice at every milestone passed! Why do they have to grow up? I need another one. Tim and I decided if we have another boy, we will name him Liam. Still have Alice picked out for a girl. But I REALLY must have a second baby. However, I would like a good two years with Levi before I’m pregnant again.
Parents Choice vs Huggies and Bath Time
May 28th
I know it has been quite some time since I’ve been on here… hope you can all be understanding when I say, “I am busy!”
Well the doctor was right, Levi’s umbilical cord fell off the day after his last doctor’s visit! So, naturally I just HAD to give him his first bath! My brother and sister-in-law got a cute blue Whale baby bathtub for Tim and I for Christmas, and I was really excited to use it! I filled it up with luke-warm water and Huggies Soft Skin Shea Butter (with Oatmeal) body and hair wash. That stuff smells really good, by the way. I got Levi ready to go in, and began to lower him into the tub. As soon as his toes touched the water, he pulled his little legs and feet up to his belly- it was sooo cute! I guess the water was a little too warm for him still, so I added more cold water. After that, he LOVED it. And why wouldn’t he? What could feel more natural to a baby than submersion into water? I wish I’d had my camera to take pictures of his first bath, but I left the camera in the living room and was not about to chance leaving him alone in the tub. Especially when kicking his little feet nearly makes him slide under the water. I loved sprinkling the water over his head and chest and just watching those cute little facial expressions! Of course, when Dad got home from work, we had to give him another bath. And then we found out the Huggies Wash is definitely tear free, but that doesn’t stop the whites of babies’ eyes from getting a little red if you get some suds in there!
Speaking of cameras, I dropped my phone later that same day and thought I broke it! Which would have been a HUGE bummer because I have 86 pictures of Levi on there already and I don’t have them saved to a chip (which I will remedy very soon). Thankfully, it was just shut off, and my husband had to point that out!
So, on the subject of diapers and wipes- WOW I’ve never used so much of one thing in my life, let alone two things! I was using Huggies newborn diapers shaped for umbilical cord care and those leaked all the time. I thought maybe he was just out-growing the newborn size at first. Then I opened a package of Parent’s Choice newborn diapers, given to us at our baby shower. They NEVER leaked and they fit him just fine! I finished that package off the other day and am now working on a package of Huggies Snugglers size 1. So far no leaks, but if I don’t get more coupons for Huggies (or rather if I run out of coupons), I may just stick with the Parent’s Choice. I’m all for cheap if it performs as well as or better than expensive. And on that note, I definitely prefer Huggies wipes to Equate diaper wipes, seeing as Equate wipes lack a good amount of moisture. BUT the equate wipes help get the yellow tint (how does breast milk turn to mustard any way?) off baby’s skin better than Huggies… why is that? You’d think the wetter wipe would wipe better…
First and Second Pediatrician Visits
May 20th
May 12th was the day Levi had his first doctor’s visit. I chose the pediatrician that I did because she is more “natural”. I do not mean “natural” as in non-shaving hippies, but “natural” in the sense that children don’t need to be pumped full of meds every time their noses run. Lots of fluids, appropriate diet, and exercise can be the answer to many problems if only we would use those methods. If you give a child medication when then they don’t need them, their body does not learn to recognize sickness, so their immunity is weak and when they do really need medication, it doesn’t help because their body has built up a tolerance for it. Plus, I know doctors get commission when they prescribe drugs, so if they are NOT all about prescribing drugs, then you can bet that they probably really CARE about your child’s health!
Any way, Levi did really well at the first check-up and did not cry at all- even though his chest was being prodded by a cold stethoscope. He was 7 pounds and 10 ounces at birth on May 4th, 7 pounds and 3 ounces when we were discharged from the hospital on May 6th, and by this appointment was 8 pounds and 2 ounces! He is growing so fast! Tim has trouble seeing it because he is at work all day, but I can clearly see the changes in my beautiful son’s little face. The pediatrician was well pleased with his health and therefore so am I!
The second doctor’s visit was today. It wasn’t as “nice” as the first visit. First of all, regardless of the fact that I fed the little man right before we left, he was hungry when we got there. He was also mad that I woke him up from his nap to eat before we left. The waiting period was a little longer than normal, so by the time his pediatrician came in, he was really mad. He didn’t scream his head off, though. He seems surprisingly patient for a 2-week old! Today he weighs 8 pounds and 10 ounces- still growing too fast (I complain about his growing too fast, but I can’t wait until he is old enough to help out with the dishes- but by that time I will have a dish washer anyway…)! He doesn’t seem to have gained any height, which surprises me because his newborn clothes and diapers seem to be shrinking! We also talked about umbilical cord care. I was a little concerned his belly button was infected because when I would clean the cord with the alcohol Q-tip, I would get a little yellow residue on the Q-tip. Also, the cleaning of the cord seemed to bother Levi more than it had before. Thankfully, the pediatrician said it all looked normal and that residue was just because the cord is about to fall off. YEAH! I am excited about bath time! Can’t wait to give him a proper bath- sponge baths are just cruel.
Did you know that if the baby sneezes as often as they get the hiccups, that is normal? I was switching perfumes trying to figure out if he was allergic to one because I thought he sneezed to much. All reactions to an under-developed nervous system- which is all normal at his age. That word is so comforting… normal. Ah, that’s nice.
Mother’s Day
May 19th
I know, I am obviously behind since I am just now telling you about my first Mother’s Day! We didn’t do much because we had only been home from the hospital for three days and really couldn’t and didn’t want to go out. So, Tim bought me a rose and a waffle maker (at my request). <3 We then went to his brother’s house down the street and put on dinner for my Mother-in-law.
I had a friend of mine make Garden Cupcakes for my Mom, but I didn’t know that my family wasn’t planning to celebrate until May 21st- this weekend! The cupcakes wouldn’t last long frozen, so I had Mom take them home and I am having my friend make more for this weekend! The reasoning behind waiting to celebrate for my Mom is that my paternal Grandma is coming from states away just to see my baby! So we are all going to celebrate together. My son is the first grandchild on my side of the family, and the first great grandchild on both of my parent’s side of the family. This makes for one spoiled little boy, I’m thinking!
I don’t have much more time before my little mister wakes up from his nap… I’m sorry this post is so short- probably my least interesting, too. Tomorrow we go to our second doctor’s visit, so if I have time to post I will talk about that visit and the first one. I am anxious to see how much weight he has gained!!!
Labor, Birth, and the Hospital Stay
May 11th
Okay, let me start off by saying that I know I have been gone for a long time. Because I’ve been gone so long, I have a lot to blog about and I don’t want to do a 10 page blog, so I’ll be writing a couple different blogs over the next week to cover whats been going on. Today I’m going to cover the most important subject- the one we’ve all been waiting for!!!
Monday Tim, Mom, and I all went in to the doctor’s office. Unfortunately, some one forgot to call us to let us know plans had changed again. I had an exam- no dilation still and the doctor told me to come in to the hospital at 10 PM to be induced. So, having nothing to do, we all went back to the apartment and napped, ate, and watched TV for the rest of the day. Then we checked into the hospital.
What we didn’t know at that point, is that I was NATURALLY going into labor (I thought it was just Braxton Hicks). Not knowing that, they induced me at midnight. About 12:30 AM on May 4th, I started going into crazy hard and unusual labor. My contractions would shoot up to 127, go back down to 60 and shoot up to 120 again with no more than a 10 second break in between. Once every 10 contractions or so, the contractions would drop down to a 40 for 30 seconds. The nurse told us that my labor was so unusually hard because I was going into natural labor before I was induced. Tim and Mom held my hands and Mom helped me breathe. I DID NOT GO CRAZY (as I think Tim expected me to). Thankfully, I was so concentrated on breathing through the contractions, that I didn’t say much. I just squeezed their hands a lot. I did 8 hours and thirty minutes of this miserably hard labor (I had one shot of Stadol that put me out for about 40 minutes) and I was only dilated to a ONE. At this point I gave in to the epidural. I felt like I was giving in and that I was weak for doing so at first, but after the epidural began to take effect, I realized I was pretty strong for the eight hours I endured hard labor! Getting the epidural was hard for me because my muscles were so stressed I was shaking and my scoliosis made it a little harder on the anesthesiologist. However, things went fine once it was over.
At 11:30 my water broke. I remember saying to my Mom, “I think Levi just kicked something out of me- I felt a little pop.” The nurse told me at that time I was about dilated to a 4. She brought in more antibiotics (I was given several doses through out labor and some of them hurt my arm badly). When she hooked up the antibiotics to the IV, my arm began to burn- the antibiotics were coming through very fast. Seconds later I threw up some grape juice and jello. If you were wondering, it tasted like sour grape candy. Ew, right? Around 2:30-3:00 PM, I was dilated to a 5. The epidural was still working very well and so I continued resting. Tim and Mom had been napping on and off since they’d given me the epidural, too. About 4:00 PM, I still couldn’t feel my contractions at all but I started to feel like I was being stretched. I woke Mom up and told her that I thought Levi was trying to push his head through. We called the nurse, who doubted that I dilated that fast, being just a 5 an hour or so before. However, she checked me and I was at a 10! She went to call the doctor while Mom, Tim, and I prepared ourselves for the pushing.
The doctor came in quickly and we started pushing. Thankfully, I could feel enough of myself to tell where I should concentrate my pushing efforts. However, the doctor was making jokes, and I had to try not to laugh while I was pushing. I only pushed for about 20 minutes and he was here!!! Tim, who like me wanted to see little of the birth part, ending up watching everything and cutting the cord! He got so excited and Mom got emotional from being so over joyed! Tim put on the first diaper, too. The doctor told me I had a very healthy placenta- mom said it was HUGE. I did not want to see it, though. He scored a 9.9 on his APGAR and is in perfect health! He is amazingly strong for a newborn as well! He came out 7 lbs and 10 oz, 21 1/2 inches long! So the birth went very well. I remember seeing his head and thinking, “Wow, it didn’t feel that big coming through!” But don’t worry, I felt the pain later.
There were so many emotions and feelings going through me as they put my baby boy on my chest. Overwhelmed is the best way to describe it. My body was drugged, my muscles were stressed and making me shake, my body and mind were tired, and I had just looked my son in the face for the very first time. I don’t remember everything I thought at once at that point, but my strongest thought was, “This cheesy blue thing is mine?!?!?” I stared at him, trying to see myself some where in that face, but immediately following birth, he looked a little different. I do know this, though: He was then, and still is, absolutely perfect. I can find no imperfection or wrong in his handsome little face and body. I’m not sure if I ever did before, but I certainly do now believe in love at first sight.
Several people came to visit us during the time we were there, and a lot of them were in the room about 20 minutes after I delivered (I looked pretty bad). Levi just stared at everyone for the first three hours he was out! He didn’t even cry to be fed. Everyone noted that he is unusually alert for a newborn and that status hasn’t changed. My Mom and Dad came back the next day with pink tulips and a card, my Father-in-law brought a tool kit for him when he gets older (knowing full well that Tim and I could use those tools right now ), A family friend brought her son by (that I used to babysit) and they brought a little teddy bear, and another friend brought me a “NEW MOM 2010″ shirt- which fits great now that I’m shrinking! Levi behaved for most of our visitors and just maintained the “cute baby” stance. He is surprisingly patient. I am SOOO BLESSED!
The nurses had to take him out of the room a couple times for shots and tests and such, and I would count the minutes he was away. At one point I buzzed the front desk and asked if they were bringing my baby back. Seeing him, you can’t blame me for my impatience. <3 His hospital bassinet was pretty handy and the label on the head of it said “BAD boy” because they first three letters of our last name is BAD. The nurses had fun with that one.
I will continue, in my next blog, with the first night home and such. For now, I just want to say THANK YOU GOD FOR MY HEALTHY SON and THANK YOU MOM AND TIM FOR BEING THERE WITH ME!!! LOVE YOU ALL! <3 Also a BIG THANKS to everyone who was praying for us!
PS- I will put up a picture of Levi on this post soon!
MONDAY IS THE BIG BIG BIG DAY!!!
Apr 30th
Well, things did not go as I had planned yesterday, which is why I never posted to let you know what happened with that phone call. After I posted the last post, my doctor called me back personally. He explained that since I was almost 39 weeks, if I really wanted him to, he would induce me that afternoon! Which made me mentally frantic as I was not prepared for that. He was very honest with me that if I wasn’t dilated any right now (and I wasn’t at my last appointment) then I would run the risk of needing a c-section if inducing didn’t cause me to dilate. He also said that this partner would be out of town this weekend AND the next weekend, and that the doctor I so badly want to avoid will be on call during those times. I asked about going to a different hospital if I should go into labor over the weekend, and he said we could do that and that he would take my files to the hospital so they would have them to fax to which ever hospital I might go to. Knowing that I was fine with his partner delivering my baby, he said that I could still come in Monday (hopefully I would dilate by that point) and his partner could induce and deliver before he left town again. I was overwhelmed with the fact that I had a HUGE decision to make and quickly. It took a while, corresponding between Tim, the doctor, and my mom to see what the best thing to do was. In that time, I frantically cleaned the house and tried to calm myself down as I felt mentally unprepared to have the baby that afternoon!
We eventually came to the decision that I would go to the doctor that evening and have him check my cervix. If dilated, I would have him induce me. If not, I would wait and have his partner induce me Monday. Should I go into labor over the weekend when they are both gone, I would go to a different hospital. Either way, I stay out of the filthy hands of the bad doctor. So I went in (with my hospital suitcase) to get my cervix checked and NO SURPRISE- my cervix was not dilated. However, the doctor said it was at a zero, so inducing should go fine and risks of a c-section are very very small. I met with his partner and we decided to meet at the hospital 8 am Monday morning. My doctor apologized for the mix up in his schedule (he thought he was going to be gone the week after my due date, not the week before). Its too bad, I really wanted him to deliver and I could tell he really wanted to be there for us, but I trust his partner too. So WOW- CAN YOU BELIEVE I’M HAVING MY BABY MONDAY??? Assuming labor doesn’t take more than 16 hours anyway…
I know it is very normal and common to be emotionally mixed up at this time, but I feel so weird. I have so many thoughts going through my head at once! Thoughts like: HOLY MOLY I become a full-time MOM on Monday! YIKES, I have two more days before I squeeze this thing out (not that my son is a “thing” to me). Am I really ready for this??? There goes the quiet life… whats the new one going to be like? WHAT DO I DO WITH HIM, he’s not a cuddly puppy…. which is what the extent of my new-born experience comes to. Can’t wait to see what he looks like! It will be nice to have some one here while Tim is at work. Basically it feels awesome, scary, and strange all at the same time. I know there really isn’t anything to worry about, but my mind doesn’t seem to want to stop running away with itself. Its hard to concentrate on anything for too long with out my mind going back to that. Which is probably one of the reasons that I have nothing else to post about.
Well, I might try to get in another post before Monday, but we’ll see. I will be in the hospital minimum of two days, so it could be a while before I’m on here to report how things went! I would appreciate your prayers for a safe delivery!
The Doctor is out of TOWN!
Apr 29th
So I got a call yesterday (during my LAST day of work!) from my doctor’s office. The nurse was asking me if we could move my Monday appointment to the following Monday. When I asked why I wouldn’t be able to see the doctor for two weeks, she responded hesitantly, “Well, he’ll be out of town…” All I could say was, “Oh…” She apologized and told me she hates making these calls. I can see why too, because I’m not terribly irrational and I was a nervous about this. I asked if my doctor’s partner would be in town to deliver my baby and she said she would check and get back with me. I am terrified of one of the doctors here, whom was my doctor in the first trimester and he was HORRIBLE and not helpful in the slightest (plus he has a HUGE record of breaking babies’ collar bones because he pulls on them before they’ve been pushed out enough). I wanted to go to a different hospital entirely, but the doctor that I started seeing after the bad doctor was GREAT to say the least, and so Tim and I have stuck with him. And now he is going to be gone… I spoke with the doctor this morning about how long he’ll be gone, when his partner will be here, and if I could by small chance be induced before he leaves- since we’re so close to my due date any way. She said my doctor leaves town this Sunday and will not be back until MAY 10!!! His partner will be gone this weekend, but will be here May 3 and the whole time after that. I have scheduled my weekly check up with him while my doctor is away. If Levi decides to come out this weekend, I will be going to a different hospital- regardless of the cost. I may just be inconveniently shopping in another town and all of sudden go into extreme labor, you know??? The nurse I spoke with this morning said she would speak with the doctor about inducing me, but that it wasn’t likely. I told her I understand, and I really do. Still waiting on her to call me back, though… UG! This really has Tim and I wound up a little more than we should be… PRAY PLEASE!
Appointments and Little Mishaps
Apr 27th
Sorry, I know its been a few days, but things have been a little crazy here! To quickly catch you up, NO I DID NOT HAVE MY BABY YET AND HE IS GROUNDED NOW. On a much much much better note, my brother-in-law fixed my car for me on Sunday and its running great! I am so happy to have it back! THANK YOU!!!
I turned in my work key today… it was almost sad. Tomorrow is my last day (the day I never thought I’d make it to because I was supposed to have my baby earlier). It will be weird for me- not working. Any time I have left an occupation, I’ve gone straight from one to the next. Since I was 15 years old, I’ve never NOT had a job. Of course, we all know that Levi will be my job now!
While at work today, I found out that my other brother-in-law and his wife are having a baby boy! I believe she is about 25 weeks pregnant and just found out the sex of the baby today. When she texted me to tell me it was a boy, I responded, “Lol, well I won’t tell him that you called him BELLA for half of his fetal existence!” Although she really wanted a girl, they are happy to have a healthy boy. I think it will be nice for Levi, too because will have no other cousins close in age to him.
Yesterday was quite a day in itself. As I mentioned in my previous blog, Tim started his full-time job Monday and I had appointments all across the universe. Tim was mentally exhausted when he came home and I was physically exhausted. He’d had a mental over-load, it being his first day on the job, and I was fed up with errands. To make things worse, he’s adjusting his sleeping schedule marginally and I couldn’t go back to bed after he left. The apartment was strangely empty and I felt pretty lonely. I’m sort of glad I had to leave all day. It did me good to be driving in my car.
First, I went to my WIC appointment (which is QUITE a drive down a very unsafe road) only to find out that my appointment wasn’t on that day! Thankfully they fit me in any way! Maybe it was because I told them that I couldn’t make it any other day this week…
Second, I went to Paul’s to buy groceries. I barely had time to unload JUST the freezer and kitchen items when I got home before I had to leave again to see the doctor.
So, third, I went to the doctor. He said my cervix isn’t opening yet, but Levi has dropped FURTHER- which I did not think possible. Thankfully, the cervical exam did not hurt at all this time. I was a little worried it would. Both the nurse and the doctor complimented me on my toe-nail painting abilities DESPITE the large sphere the hinders me when I do so! They jokingly asked me if Tim painted them to which I responded, “I don’t think I would even let him try!”
Fourth, I went to Walmart to pick up toilet paper and a fake wedding ring. I met a lady on Sunday who had the same due date as I and I told her how lucky she was her wedding ring still fit. She was like, “Oh, its a $10 fake, my ring is too small right now!” I had considered picking up a fake ring before, just to have something on my finger and not feel so naked. So that’s what I did- and I’m not sorry either- I feel a little more normal and my fingers have room to grow into this one! My real wedding ring is a size 5.5, and I think I’m up to an 8.5 right now… I hope that goes down shortly after birth because I really miss my ring. The most interesting thing about my Walmart trip was that I was laughed at in the parking lot. The car that parked next to me, parked ON THE LINE so there was about a foot and a half of space for me to open my door and squeeze both my belly and purse through. If you’ve ever been pregnant, you know how hard it can be to get out of a car that is very low to the ground when you are so big! So here I am, trying to get up and squeeze through this tiny space without scratching the other person’s car with my car door. I think it took me about 3 minutes. When I finally make it out, I look up to see this man laughing at me. At first I was just flustered from the work-out I’d just given myself, so I didn’t really laugh with him. He then said, “I’m sorry,” and held up his little boy, “We’ve been there too!” At that point, I had to smile and laugh a little to. That would be one of the few times I’ve walked into Walmart smiling.
Well, lastly I want to tell you about the nightmare I had the other night. It was seriously one of the most horrible dreams I have ever had. The dream started with me being at home and I suddenly went into labor. I went to the hospital where I was told I was NOT in labor, but they could induce me if I liked. I, of course, accepted. So the nurses induced me and then… NOTHING HAPPENED! The whole stinking dream I walked around the hospital waiting for something to happen and NOTHING! I was quite put out and I must say that my dreams did a pretty good job of reflecting how I really feel right now.
Well, I am 100% sure this is my longest blog yet- I hope I didn’t make it too long! Please let me know if I loose your attention! 