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July 11, 2003
July 11th, 2003
Collin is 2 years old
I’m 16 weeks pg.
My OB appointment on Wednesday was routine except for the fact that things were running extremely slow. This has been a crazy week for my OB and she was called out three separate times for deliveries. My appointment was for 4:45pm (rescheduled from Monday when she was called out) but I wasn’t even seen until 5:20pm. I heard the heart beat with the Doppler. It sounded very good and very strong. I’ll never tire of hearing that precious sound.
My OB asked the typical general questions and we talked a little about a few things I had written down. I want a doula this time around and asked her how she felt about it. She was completely supportive. I also asked her if I could labor in water and she didn’t have a problem with that but here **is** the problem. Out of the 8 hospitals in our city, only 2 of them have birthing tubs for laboring women. The hospital we are delivering at isn’t one of them. Bummer! Nebraska is so behind the times when it comes to things like this. She did say that she had no problem with me laboring in the shower but I really, REALLY wanted to option of floating in a tub of water for parts of my labor. I’m exciting about having a doula because I think it will be wonderful to have that extra support person there to help me and give me strength. I’d also like her to take some discreet photos during labor. Mark isn’t too crazy about the idea because he seems to think that having the doula is going to take away from his manly duties. I’ve assured him that she is there for the both of us and with having Collin to worry about, it might be nice to have her there for me while he’s focusing on Collin. He’s supports my desire and is willing to meet with her and interview the one we have in mind. I think that once he meets with her and she tells him what she’s really there for (not to overstep on us) then he will feel a lot better.
Anyway, back to the OB appointment…my blood pressure was good, my urine was fine, and I’ve gained 6 pounds. My mouth about hit the ground but then I remembered that I’m four months along and in my second trimester and this is my first weight gain so I guess it’s not that bad. Since it was late when my appointment was over, the lab was already closed and so was the radiology department. That meant that I had to come in again the next day to have blood drawn for my triple screen test and to call radiology to set up our ultrasound. Our ultrasound is scheduled for Friday, July 25th at 2:30pm. Of course I’m excited and can’t wait to see our precious baby on the screen.
Things are starting to go really well with the pregnancy. I’ve been able to keep my nausea at bay with small meals throughout the day but still have “morning sickness” since that’s when my tummy is really empty. I’m also still throwing up once in awhile, but at least it’s nothing to what it used to be. My hip pain is starting to subside (thank GOD) and I’m no longer waking up during the night to use the bathroom but I am ready to burst once I wake up. I’m growing, growing, growing and I’m mainly wearing maternity now. I have one pair of jeans I can still fit into IF I don’t sit and if I don’t eat while in them. (Grin!) I have several T-shirts that still fit me that I just use to bum around in the house or sleep in. They don’t exactly look fashionable on me but they do fit. I’m thinking I’ll need to go shopping here in another week or so and pick up some more summer maternity clothes. I don’t want to spend much since I stay at home but I do want some nice casual comfortable clothes to wear for the duration of the hot summer months.
I’m feeling the baby move now and I had forgotten what an amazing feeling it is. I never quite forgot but I never quite remembered either. Each time I feel him/her move I smile and say a special prayer and thank God for this amazing gift. I felt a couple flip-flops a few weeks ago but starting this week (Monday) I really have been feeling it. Love it!
Collin has really been loving my belly. He will kiss, hug and rub it. He asks to see it several times a day and will even sometime scream to see it while in the grocery store or out in public. He gets very mad when we ask him if he’s going to have a little brother. He’s insistent it’s a girl and calls her his little sister. He’s actually been calling her (if the baby even is a her) by the name we’ve chosen so we’re going to have to watch that if we do indeed tend on keeping the names a secret. I’m starting to think we’re not going to be able to, especially if it is a girl because I think we’ve chosen such a pretty and unique name that I want to share it with everyone! We’ll have to see about that.
I know that Collin just turned two but it seems like the very next day he kicked into high speed and starting throwing fits, getting bossy, and yelling the word no. It hasn’t been unbearable by any means and we deal with it very well. We know that he’s just trying to assert himself and learn how to push and test limits. I keep telling myself that he’s just learning and growing and, like most things, will phase out of this. Starting this week he’s become very acquainted with time outs and knows exactly what they are and what they mean. I’ve put him in three time out’s this week, less than 30 seconds each (he’s a fast learner!) and he hates it. I give him many chances and when he’s just impossible I’ll put him in his room and tell him he can come back out when he’s calmed down and when he’s ready to listen. Not even 15 seconds later he’s alert and ready to listen again. It’s defiantly effective and I don’t believe it will be a regular occurrence since he dislikes it so much. In fact, tonight when I asked Mark to do something and he didn’t say anything, I asked if he was listen to me. Collin marched into the office and told Daddy that he needed a time out for not listening. As hard as it was not to laugh I was hysterical inside. These little sponges sure do pick up everything.
Gosh, I just know that there were loads more I wanted to journal but for the life of me I can’t think for what it was and my mind is drawing a blank. Maybe I’ll post again in a few days. I know that I need to journal Collin’s 2nd birthday party still so I’ll have to do that soon. At least I’ve already written it in his baby book.
I’ve finally gotten the urge to start scrapbooking again. I did 22 pages last weekend and enjoyed it so much. Time alone, downstairs in the peace and quite, watching whatever I want with just my supplies and me. I haven’t scrapbooked once this year because I just got burnt out, but now I’m back to enjoying it and breezing through lots of pages.
I’ve been looking online for belly cast kits. Has anyone done one of those with great or disastrous results? Please share! I’d love to do one when I get into my 8 or 9th month but I wonder if I can find the supplies in town instead of having to order and expensive kit online. It looks like it’s just basically medical plaster gauze. Anyone have any ideas? The kits online go for around $35.00 plus shipping. I’m thinking I could find the supplies around here for way less.
Wrapping up for now anyway,
~Jennifer
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