Nothing new to report. No scares or hospital visits as of late. We're still trucking along. Each day is one day closer to our next goal.
We're at 30 weeks and 3 days right now. Goal is to make it to week 32. That would make Baby Girl Gribble 34 weeks old with the steroid shots that I got.
I keep holding my breath every time I use the bathroom and it sounds like everyone holds theirs when their phones ring.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
Car Seats
We put the bases into our cars yesterday! We're hoping that we don't have to use them for a few more weeks, but they're in there!
We had a doctor's appointment today. The first of many (hopefully) over the next few weeks. Everything is good. Blood pressure, etc. The bleeding stopped on the 23rd.
The dr. said that if there is spotting, I will be put in the hospital for observation. If there is a larger bleed we will be delivering our little one.
We were driving home and I couldn't figure out which of the above options would be the "better" of the choices. A lighter bleed would mean she would get to cook longer. I would be laid up though, unable to do anything outside of the hospital. If it was a bigger bleed she would be delivered, and although the doc says that girls do the best and that she is in the 54th percentile right now and "bigger," it's still early.
Right now we're going day by day. It seems to be working. We hit week 30 tomorrow.
We had a doctor's appointment today. The first of many (hopefully) over the next few weeks. Everything is good. Blood pressure, etc. The bleeding stopped on the 23rd.
The dr. said that if there is spotting, I will be put in the hospital for observation. If there is a larger bleed we will be delivering our little one.
We were driving home and I couldn't figure out which of the above options would be the "better" of the choices. A lighter bleed would mean she would get to cook longer. I would be laid up though, unable to do anything outside of the hospital. If it was a bigger bleed she would be delivered, and although the doc says that girls do the best and that she is in the 54th percentile right now and "bigger," it's still early.
Right now we're going day by day. It seems to be working. We hit week 30 tomorrow.
Friday, September 23, 2011
Things
It was weird being home from the hospital. I went from hearing our little girl's heartbeat all day and night to not. I was worried. I was worried I wouldn't feel something I needed to feel. That's all waning a bit. She moves ALL the time and I love it. Right now, it's a waiting game. How long will she stay in? How long will my body allow her to? We do not want to spend weeks in the hospital being observed. But, if we have to, we're ready.
So far, things appear to be going well again. The bleeding has subsided to a minimal amount almost not even worthy of talking about. She is moving and kicking and I couldn't ask for more right now.
Things could change tonight, but i'm feeling like we have a few weeks before anything else happens.
So far, things appear to be going well again. The bleeding has subsided to a minimal amount almost not even worthy of talking about. She is moving and kicking and I couldn't ask for more right now.
Things could change tonight, but i'm feeling like we have a few weeks before anything else happens.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Hospital Stay
Saturday was the baby shower. It was so much fun. I was happy some family was here and missing those that weren't. I know they'll all be here soon enough though. The party was a huge success. When I have more time I will upload some pictures of the magnificent table and decorations.
Sunday morning at 2a I woke up to use the restroom. Upon completion I noticed I was bleeding. Problem numero uno. I woke up Christian and she jumped out of bed. We rushed to get dressed, call the dr. and they told us to get to the hospital. We flew to the hospital, safely. Fortunately it was 2am and there weren't that many cars on Mopac.
Upon arrival they took my vitals, checked the amount and color of the bleed and put me in a gown. The doctor would be in at 7a Sunday morning. Christian and I couldn't sleep. The couch was uncomfortable and neither one of us could wrap our heads around what was happening. Baby's monitor looked great. She was kicking and her heart beat looked great. No worries there. We got about an hour of sleep. Both eventually made it onto the hospital bed, her curled up by my feet and me angled.
The next morning the dr. on call came in and told me the drill. Observation and let's go ahead and get that steroid shot. Getting the steroid shot meant a 24 hr stay but also meant our little girl would have her organs mature two weeks in two days. Stronger baby = a little less stress on moms.
Grandmere, Jill, Mom & Aunt Jean came to visit before they had to leave to go home. It was pretty sad that we wouldn't be able to spend the day with them. It wasn't exactly planned this way.
Mom and Jill came back after the airport run and hung out for a while before they headed home. It was so nice to have mom and Jill around. Especially knowing that they were taking care of the house and dogs. They allowed Christian to stay with me and talk to doctors and know that everything was taken care of.
The steroid shots weren't super painful, just really uncomfortable. I got one in each quad, 24 hrs apart. It felt like that expandable foam from the hardware store expanding in my leg. The legs are a bit sore today, as expected from being punctured with a syringe!
We were released Monday morning by our real doctor around 11a. We will be seeing her every week from here on out. She wants to check in and see how things are. Our next goal is week 32. That is 3 weeks from today. Christian, nor myself, think that this is the last of our rushes to the hospital. We're hoping, but not too optimistic.
We arrived home and Christian packed our "to go" back. This way we can grab it and run in the middle of the night and have what we need. This weekend we had to talk mom through our house getting the things we may want/need. And we forgot stuff...go figure. The car seat is next to the bag and mom and I are working to get the nursery stocked and ready for a surprise. We don't want her here any earlier than necessary, but we want to be ready, just in case.
Christian drove me to the hospital thinking we were going to be having our daughter. Fortunately, she's still cooking and moving and seems to be doing just fine. Mom (me) on the other hand is working through the stress and not knowing. Sleep is fleeting and I don't see that getting any better over the next few weeks. Fingers crossed.
Sunday morning at 2a I woke up to use the restroom. Upon completion I noticed I was bleeding. Problem numero uno. I woke up Christian and she jumped out of bed. We rushed to get dressed, call the dr. and they told us to get to the hospital. We flew to the hospital, safely. Fortunately it was 2am and there weren't that many cars on Mopac.
Upon arrival they took my vitals, checked the amount and color of the bleed and put me in a gown. The doctor would be in at 7a Sunday morning. Christian and I couldn't sleep. The couch was uncomfortable and neither one of us could wrap our heads around what was happening. Baby's monitor looked great. She was kicking and her heart beat looked great. No worries there. We got about an hour of sleep. Both eventually made it onto the hospital bed, her curled up by my feet and me angled.
The next morning the dr. on call came in and told me the drill. Observation and let's go ahead and get that steroid shot. Getting the steroid shot meant a 24 hr stay but also meant our little girl would have her organs mature two weeks in two days. Stronger baby = a little less stress on moms.
Grandmere, Jill, Mom & Aunt Jean came to visit before they had to leave to go home. It was pretty sad that we wouldn't be able to spend the day with them. It wasn't exactly planned this way.
Mom and Jill came back after the airport run and hung out for a while before they headed home. It was so nice to have mom and Jill around. Especially knowing that they were taking care of the house and dogs. They allowed Christian to stay with me and talk to doctors and know that everything was taken care of.
The steroid shots weren't super painful, just really uncomfortable. I got one in each quad, 24 hrs apart. It felt like that expandable foam from the hardware store expanding in my leg. The legs are a bit sore today, as expected from being punctured with a syringe!
We were released Monday morning by our real doctor around 11a. We will be seeing her every week from here on out. She wants to check in and see how things are. Our next goal is week 32. That is 3 weeks from today. Christian, nor myself, think that this is the last of our rushes to the hospital. We're hoping, but not too optimistic.
We arrived home and Christian packed our "to go" back. This way we can grab it and run in the middle of the night and have what we need. This weekend we had to talk mom through our house getting the things we may want/need. And we forgot stuff...go figure. The car seat is next to the bag and mom and I are working to get the nursery stocked and ready for a surprise. We don't want her here any earlier than necessary, but we want to be ready, just in case.
Christian drove me to the hospital thinking we were going to be having our daughter. Fortunately, she's still cooking and moving and seems to be doing just fine. Mom (me) on the other hand is working through the stress and not knowing. Sleep is fleeting and I don't see that getting any better over the next few weeks. Fingers crossed.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Week 28 & Doctor's Appointment
Baby G is doing well! Her heartbeat was around 140 this morning and we are now in our third trimester. I am a solid 189.4lbs and holding strong. I have gained 9 pounds in 4 weeks! I'm growing as fast as Maggie is.
Nothing much new today in the way of news from the Dr. We are going to 2 week appointments now instead of four and tomorrow morning we have an appointment with Dr. Barry, our perinatal doctor. He will do an ultrasound on the central previa and see what's going on. Hopefully we'll know more tomorrow.
I did get a flu shot today. I've been anti flu shot for as long as i've been able to make that decision and i'm feeling a bit ill now...I think it may be mental.
Nothing much new today in the way of news from the Dr. We are going to 2 week appointments now instead of four and tomorrow morning we have an appointment with Dr. Barry, our perinatal doctor. He will do an ultrasound on the central previa and see what's going on. Hopefully we'll know more tomorrow.
I did get a flu shot today. I've been anti flu shot for as long as i've been able to make that decision and i'm feeling a bit ill now...I think it may be mental.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Joys of Pregnancy
Throughout the last 28 weeks I have gone through a number of things with this pregnancy. The first trimester was pretty rough. Sick, exhausted, loss of appetite, you name it. If it was in a book as a symptom of pregnancy, I had it. Second trimester was good. I could eat pretty much anything I wanted. I realized early on that I could not scoop the backyard and clean up after the dogs when I puked in the backyard. I only wanted to do that once.
We've realized that I can't deal with gross things. Things I typically would have no issue with. Smells in public restrooms, although nasty and vile, didn't cause violent reactions. Other random things that happened to the dogs, or came out of humans could cause a gag attack. I'd have to calm myself down, try NOT to think about it and move forward. Even thinking too much about something could cause this gag attack.
Tonight, just now, something new happened. I killed a fly. This normally would bring great joy and pride. Those tricky little boogers sneak into the house and the one that kills it gets great accolades. I spotted it, I grabbed a tool, and I smacked it. I got it good. I then realized the gag reflex also works for body innards.
The things I find out on a daily basis are slowly swaying me to just stay home and in bed and not do anything. Slowly the list of things I used to be able to do is disappearing.
My only hope is that by the time this little nugget arrives my gag reflex is back to normal or i'm going to be driving Baby G, 30 minutes round trip, to Christian's store, 4-6 times a day, to change the nastiest of nasty diapers.
We've realized that I can't deal with gross things. Things I typically would have no issue with. Smells in public restrooms, although nasty and vile, didn't cause violent reactions. Other random things that happened to the dogs, or came out of humans could cause a gag attack. I'd have to calm myself down, try NOT to think about it and move forward. Even thinking too much about something could cause this gag attack.
Tonight, just now, something new happened. I killed a fly. This normally would bring great joy and pride. Those tricky little boogers sneak into the house and the one that kills it gets great accolades. I spotted it, I grabbed a tool, and I smacked it. I got it good. I then realized the gag reflex also works for body innards.
The things I find out on a daily basis are slowly swaying me to just stay home and in bed and not do anything. Slowly the list of things I used to be able to do is disappearing.
My only hope is that by the time this little nugget arrives my gag reflex is back to normal or i'm going to be driving Baby G, 30 minutes round trip, to Christian's store, 4-6 times a day, to change the nastiest of nasty diapers.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Grandpa
Grandpa comes to visit tomorrow to get TBNL's room ready. She's very excited to hear his voice and can't wait to sleep in the crib he builds and poop on the changing table. It's the little things really.
The last few days she wasn't as active as she had been. I tried not to freak out and did a pretty good job. The last few days she's back to her old ways. It's comforting to feel a foot or arm in my gut. They're supposedly getting a more routine awake/asleep schedule. This is not so good for me because at 7a when I have to get up to use the restroom she's pounding away in there. Christian pointed out that if she's sleeping until 7 we're pretty lucky. I said yes, but she's also awake at 3a & 5a when I take bathroom breaks.
To quote Christian from a few days ago, "what have we gotten ourselves into." We both LOVE to sleep! I'm soaking it up. Only a few months until it's all gone.
The last few days she wasn't as active as she had been. I tried not to freak out and did a pretty good job. The last few days she's back to her old ways. It's comforting to feel a foot or arm in my gut. They're supposedly getting a more routine awake/asleep schedule. This is not so good for me because at 7a when I have to get up to use the restroom she's pounding away in there. Christian pointed out that if she's sleeping until 7 we're pretty lucky. I said yes, but she's also awake at 3a & 5a when I take bathroom breaks.
To quote Christian from a few days ago, "what have we gotten ourselves into." We both LOVE to sleep! I'm soaking it up. Only a few months until it's all gone.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Going Home Outfit
This is what we have picked for our little's one's trip home. It's comfortable, yet stylish. However, if she decides she needs to come early, we may need to also have a smaller, stylish, outfit for her. She needs options.
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