Ultra Sound Number 2

I had another ultra sound today. I am happy, and yet disappointed at the same time. I am happy because we know the baby is progressing well, looks healthy and good, every thing is in tact, and most of the spine looks good. (That was why we got another, we couldn’t see the spine the first time). We are told she is at 3lbs 7 oz.
I am disappointed because of three things. One we could not see the very tail of the spine, should be okay but I also wanted to check one more time to be sure it is a girl. Two, she is breech still, not to worried there as she can turn when ever she wants. Three I was told I could have other family members come, but they had to wait till all the measurements were taken, then the sonographer would show off the baby. I think she forgot I had my mum and sister in the waiting room. Oh okay, one more. Four, she did not take any good shots of the babies head or face. She took over 70 of every thing else, but just never saved any good views of the head.

So that was my ultra sound. I am lucky to have gotten another, as I have a healthy baby with no problems to look at. I just hope she will turn before her grand entry.

Lamaza Class

Today is the first day The Fox and I got to our Lamaze class. I do not know what to expect, but it should be fun. Being in a room full of pregnant couples. At least now I feel and look pregnant.

I signed up for a class this week. I will not say what it is till I finish it. I am rather nervous, but excited. I am wanted to take this class for a while now, so here goes. It’s only 3 weeks, I will update then.

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p.s. No it is not the Lamaze class.

Drinking Flat Crush!

Pre-natal appointment number 5.
Yesterday I did the glucose test. It was not as bad as I thought it would be, but I still was not happy about doing it. I was to “fast” from midnight till my appointment the next morning. Really folks, that not is fasting. A whole 9 hours? It’s like going to bed at midnight and skipping breakfast, how many people today do that? Any ways, enough about that.

For a few days after they handed my the bag with the bottle and instructions, I was really…worried, annoyed, scared, and then I got determined. I decided I was not going to let this silly test stress me out. So what did I do? I started drinking Brewer’s Yeast. Now this is something I have drank off and on since I was 16, and I HATE the stuff. To me it is mold, dried, powered, mold. It smells bad and tastes worse. But it is very high in this one very important thing, Chromium. Chromium works to lower insulin levels and in fighting diabetes. I have not been keeping up on the stuff because it tastes so bad.

But, now I have a very good reason to force myself to drink the vile stuff. I knew I would be drinking it after the Bun was born because it really helps with milk supply. Kind of like drinking a beer, just no alcohol.

So maybe I cheated a little, but I did every thing I was told. No eating or drinking after midnight until I give blood. Drink the whole 4 oz. in under 5 minuets, then note the exact time I finished.

Well, we will see how that turns out.

Bare Foot and Pregnant

So far I have had few if any symptoms in this pregnancy. The bump being the big one. I was looking forward to a couple I have heard of, but if forgoing those means I do not have to deal with the other not-so-nice ones, then so be it.

Alas, I am now experiencing edema. I have always had fat ankles and not very pretty feet, so this is not fun. So to work on this I have bumped my water in-take (not easy since I already am drinking A Lot already), potassium (yeah, for the yellow food), and calcium. All good for Cinnabun, I am also walking often, but I won’t bump that up, so I will add something else to do with my legs. I will try salt foot baths next. Can’t wait till this areas pool opens. Maybe I will just buy a small blow up pool and put it in my back yard.

Feeling the Bump

Last night was a stepping stone for The Fox and I. I have been waiting for this one thing to happen, and now it has. The Fox got to feel the small movements of our baby. It meant so much to me that he feels her, and I know it meant a lot to him also. I did not want anyone else to feel her before him, it just didn’t seem right. She does this funny thing where when she is bumping around and The Fox or I put our hands on my belly, she will stop moving. I mean it is strange because we just softly place our hands where I feel movement, but she stops moving. I do wonder about that, what it could mean.

Planning a Shower

The Fox and I are starting to get our act together to plan this baby shower/party. I have only had one party (you can see a small but funny clip of it on youtube), and I have no idea how to have a party. Also there are a lot of people I want to invite so The Fox and I want to move it to the back yard. He wanted to make it a party-party, and invite his friends. I have no problem with that, we are celebrating the Cinnabun. And we both had the same thought that because we spent less than $200 on getting married, we could have a real celebration for this reason. It would still cost less than a wedding.

The Fox has done a lot of banquets for work, and now he is all excited with a lot of ideas. So lets hope we can get this together in 9-10 weeks. I am pretty sure now of the date, a lot of people were having trouble with May, and it did seem too soon. So June 12th is about 9 ½ week away. The week end of the 4th is my baby sisters 20th birthday, and the weekend before that is Memorial Day week end. So a month before Cinnabun is due should be fine. Again I would be very grateful for any and all thoughts, ideas, and suggestions.

Forth Pre-Natal

Pre-natal appointment number 4. Today I saw the other CNM. And I have to say, I think I like her A Lot better. I felt more comfortable talking to her, and I did not feel rushed or silly. I feel like I can trust her more, like she is not just doing a job and she knows what she is talking about. I am really relieved and now I feel like I can relax because they are not going to force me to do things I don’t want to do, nor treat me like I’m stupid for worrying about it. Sure the other one has more experience and time, but this one seems to care more and has a true compassion for women.

Unsolicited Advice

I am at this moment in my life right in the middle of a thing. I have a friend, her name is Carrissa, and she is one of my best friends. She has an 8 year old daughter, and I think she is a really great Mum. When she tells me stories or problems about her daughter I find I do this thing that I believe to be a no-no. Yes, I do notice when I am a hypocrite. And this thing is called giving advice when I have no experience in what I am talking about. I do not have children, so I should not tell someone with children what I think about children. Lucky for me Carrissa is very kind about it, and she does not treat me like the naive idiot I am.
Now I find myself in a very interesting situation. I knew this would happen, and so far I have gone with the flow. I do not have children, yet. I have one on the way. And yes I have been getting what is called unsolicited advice. A lot of it I get from other mother, which in my opinion is fine because they know what they are talking about. It’s when people who have no children, (nor will they ever have children) give advice. And get funky about it.

I have quite a few dozen ideas about how I want to raise my children, and I am sure most of them will go right our the window when I get to the point of choice. But I have quite a few things I am very sure and still stand firm on. Things like what I put in my child, either mental or tangible. Television and food for starters. When the times move on I will choose then what else I might expose my child to, being other humans or again what foods.

I know this will be a learning experience from day one till the end of my life. And I also admit that I maybe know less than 12% of what I will learn, by doing. So I welcome all unsolicited advice, thoughts, and ideas. I may be a bit of a hypocrite in the giving, but not the taking.

Nice Change

It is very strange to be waking up in the morning, and going to bed at night. It has been three and a half years since I have followed a day routine. It’s different. Also the not having to leave for work is nice, I can stay at home and get so much done.