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March 6, 2008
I'm brand new here so I am still trying to feel my way around. So far, so good. Everyone seems to be really nice which is great.
A little about me. I am 36 years old. I am expecting my 3rd child on June 28th, 2008. I was really surprised at first considering I have a 15 year old daughter and a 10 year old son. I honestly believed that it was some sort of early menopause or something that I was going through. I had an appointment for what I suspected was a UTI when the doctor came in and said, "Were you guys trying for a baby?." I'm thinking he's getting to the reason for the UTI. I say, "No." He says, "Well you are pregnant." I guess it was the look I had on my face or maybe the way my mouth was hung open that made him recheck my id bracelet against the chart. He asked if I was okay because I was stunned, I was speechless but I recovered. He said, "You didn't have a clue?" I said, "I guess but I convinced myself that it was early menopause." He actually went out of the room laughing at that. My husband was sitting to my right. I looked at him. He stands up and adjusts his belt buckle like a man that just finished building a house all by himself or something. "Welp," he says, "guess this old dog still hunts." Whatever that means. He's a country boy so I don't even try to figure these sayings out anymore. I did wack him with my purse twice though. I thought he was proud then but my goodness now that he knows this is a baby boy I don't think his chest can puff out any further.
March 7th, 2008
Well today is another day. Nothing is going on really. I need to scan my U/S pictures and put them on here. I haven't been feeling like doing a whole lot of anything. I've decided that I will clean out my closet today. There are balls of yarn all over the place. I have about a dozen half finished afghans. I even started knitting a pink baby blanket. That of course was before I found out that the baby I wanted to name Alannah Jade had that extra little appendage now it's Jordan Elijah. I will start a blue blanket but maybe in a few weeks.
I have another appointment on the 17th. I think it's just routine. I don't believe they're going to do another U/S. I was just looking at the print out they gave me on Wednesday. I noticed that Jordan's profile looks exactly like this shadow silhouette drawing of my husband from when he was in preschool. Too cute. I might be seeing things but even though the eyes are shut it seems that Jordan has the same little sad puppy dog eyes as his daddy.I am so craving a turkey sub right now. Why is it that I always crave something that either I or my husband have to leave the house to get. Oh well, off to Subway.
March 8th 2008
Today is a very lazy Saturday. I still don't really feel like doing a whole lot of anything. Right now I'm just in bed watching Spongebob. Jordan is kicking all over today. I've noticed that he gets most active when the kids are around and talking. When my son is nearby playing his Nintendo DS he kicks like crazy. I don't know if it's his big brother's laughter or the music from the game that makes him so excited. He doesn't really move around a whole lot when my husband is around. Maybe his voice makes him calm. I don't know.
I've been talking and singing to him a lot. Last night I was singing all of The Beatles tunes that I know. He started bumping and kicking the most when I was singing Hey Jude. I don't know if that means he liked it or he didn't. Oh well. After he's born I'll sing it to him. If he cries I'll know he hated it. :)
I have been having such a hard time sleeping over the last week. I get so tired trying to find a comfortable position. Terry tries to help by rubbing my back or trying to get me to sleep on his shoulder. I can't tell him that sometimes his "helping" is just making me more uncomfortable and sweaty. Sometimes I wish I could just have the whole bed to myself. One night I got a blanket, spread it out on the floor and slept there. I was so comfortable. I could've done a commercial. "Sleep like you did before you got pregnant. *sigh*" It was great until Terry woke up and panicked because he thought I had fallen out of bed. ha ha.
March 9th, 2008 (5:30 AM!)
I have not slept a wink all night! Jordan is up playing Dance Dance Revolution in my uterus or something. All I feel is wiggle wiggle THUMP wiggle THUMP THUMP! He'll rest for a good 30-45 minutes then go at it again. Now watch he'll probably sleep all day and won't really move much at all. I've already fussed at his little butt and told him it was past his bedtime. He didn't listen. :-(
March 10th (1:00 AM!)
Jordan is up doing the electric slide. This boy is full of energy. Since I'm up I decided to go to Ebay and look for some baby boy clothing lots. I've found a lot of them. Off to bid on something.
I wanted to add a few details to my bio. Well this is the second marriage for both me and my husband. He already has a 4 year old daughter. He rarely gets to see her because of drama with his ex-wife. I stay out of it because I prefer a drama-free life. Anyway he had been hoping for a little boy but I kept telling him that I 'knew' I was having a girl (Alannah Jade). When we got the U/S done the tech asked if we wanted to know the sex. I said sure. She asked if I wanted to guess. I told her that I had a strong feeling that it was a girl. She said, 'Hmmm? Well little girls don't have that little thing right there." She circled the teeny little wee wee with her pointer. My husband's eyes nearly popped out of his head. You would think he had gotten all the numbers in the lottery. When he walked out of there I told him that he was strutting like a rooster. Only thing he didn't do was cock-a-doodle doo. :-)
March 16th
All is well. I'm a little bit tired but not really exhausted. Jordan has really calmed down a lot compared to last weekend. He's still very active but not wild. When he kicks my whole belly wobbles. It's pretty funny. I have a doctor's appointment on the 17th. I'm not sure what they'll do. I guess it'll be the usual pee in the cup and measure my belly. We're supposed to begin moving into the new house on Monday too. Normally I'd be gung-ho about it but at this point I don't care about anything moving except the bed, the sofa and the fridge. I couldn't care less about the rest of the furniture at all. I'll update again later.
March 17th
Well went to my doctor's appointment today. I was so tired and wanted to cancel the appointment. I didn't only because I knew that if I did I'd spend the time from now until the next appointment worrying about whether Jordan is alright. All they did today was exactly what I thought. Weighed me, checked my blood pressure, had me pee in the cup, listened to the heartbeat then measured my big belly. I was kind of shocked today because the Dr. said that there was sugar in my urine. They never said that before. I'm scheduled for the glucose test in 3 weeks. He says that I need to be careful of my sugar intake because gestational diabetes causes large babies among other things. My mother is a diabetic so I know I ought to be more careful about what I eat. I actually shouldn't be surprised because I ate a Snickers at like 3am last night and then drank about 3 or 4 glasses of orange juice. I even had juice before the appointment. I'll drink more water from now on.
March 24th (2:11 A.M.)
How was everyone's Easter. Mine? I spent asleep. Because it's not so easy to sleep at night I get most of my sleep during the day. Right now it's about 10 minutes til 2 in the morning. I'm wide awake. Jordan is kicking me in the ribs every few minutes. It's funny that sometimes I feel like he's moving to remind me that he's there. How can I forget? My belly sticks out, I pee every hour and I waddle when I walk.
For some reason this week EVERYONE is noticing that I'm pregnant. It's not like I just started showing either. I guess the people that weren't sure finally notice that I'm not just piggin' out getting fat for no reason. One reason though is because early last year and the end of 2006 I spent doing nothing but getting in shape. I lost a total of 60 lbs. So I guess as the weight came on people just assumed that I was just going backwards.
I know some people probably suspected already but they didn't want to say anything. "When are you due?" is probably one of the worst questions you can ask a woman if she isn't pregnant. My supervisor approached me as I was catching my breath and holding my back in the hallway and asked, "Are you okay? You're not pregnant are you?" I told her I was. She laughed and said, "I knew it! I've been suspecting for weeks now." Someone else said, "Aren't you through being pregnant yet? Seems like you've been pregnant for 2 years." In my head I thought, "F.U." because I know this person didn't have a clue. We aren't that close, we don't see each other that often and she hasn't even been here for 2 years. I just smiled and kept it moving.
Like I said I understand not asking for fear of hurting someone's feelings because I did it and I swore I would never do it again. I don't care how far someone's belly pokes out I will not ask. Another co-worker was due to have a baby in early January last year. I saw her at the Dr's office in early February. I looked at her belly and said, "Lord girl you haven't had that baby yet." She looked at me and said, "Yeah she's right over there in the carrier." I wanted to sink into the floor. Oh how I made over that baby telling her how beautiful she was. I just felt so bad.
I've been having Braxton Hicks. They don't hurt at all but they make me so nervous. My belly gets so tight and perfectly round. I know it's just practice but I've been so anxious about everything this week. Every little pain puts me on edge.
Oh moving into the new house is going well. I've only moved a few light boxes myself. The new house smell makes me kind of sick though. I've been having to let the windows up to let it air out. It's a brand new house so everything just smells new. I think construction was completed in January. New paint, new carpet, new everything. I'm moving boxes of yarn and things like that. I'll leave the heavy stuff to the people who aren't carrying about 2 lbs of baby already. I love that since everyone knows that I'm moving they've volunteered their husbands, boyfriends and sons to help us move. They tell me I better not lift anything. I already know that. I'm not trying to go into labor any earlier than nature intends.
I've been obsessing about the floors and walls which is driving Terry nuts. I don't have OCD but you can't tell the way I've been acting. The new rule is no one walks on the carpet with their shoes on and no hands on the walls. The carpet is a very light cream and the walls throughout are a pale yellow. I walk on the kitchen floor with my bare feet. If I feel any type of crumb the whole floor gets swept and mopped. I'm a nutcase. LOL!
March 29th (1:33 a.m.)
I'm wide awake obviously. I'm up because I am having horrible hip, back and thigh pain. I would think it was contractions except they are only on my right side. Jordan feels extra heavy too. I don't know if he's just positioned differently but I feel like there is about 10 lbs of lead in my belly. I can't take it. Last night it was just my right hip and I couldn't find a comfortable position to save my life. I twisted and turned all over the bed. I was miserable then but it's worse now. I looked it up online and I think it's called "round ligament pain" or something like that. The descriptions that I've read said that it's supposed to be a sharp jabbing pain. It doesn't say anything about it being a constant ache. I can't even sit comfortably. I just want to cry. Boo Hoo!
March 31st (2:45 A.M.)
I really need to put pictures on here. I have gotten so lazy this month! I don't want to do anything.
Well by doing a little more research on this site I found out that my pain could actually be caused by something called Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction (SPD). I also think that some of the pain may have been caused by gas. I swear my family heard more croaking frogs and quacking ducks yesterday than ever. :-D Either way I'm going to ask exactly what's going on at my next appointment or sooner if the pain gets any worse. Next appointment April 7th for the glucose test.
I feel like nothing but a walking bodily function now. I don't remember having to be this concerned before about the things my body did naturally. In my pre-pregnancy life I'd pee, walk away and not have to see the toilet again for hours. Now the toilet gets as much use as the recliner. If I'm not in the recliner I'm on the commode. Waddling as fast as I can to the bathroom feeling like I have enough to fill a bucket and only hearing a little trickle. That really makes me mad. If I feel like my bladder is as big as a giant water balloon I want to sit down and hear the roar of Niagra Falls. Then there's the gas. Sometimes it's so bad I offend myself! Of course before I started eating Activia yogurt there was the constipation. I KNOW I have to go but can't. Then if I managed to get anything out it wasn't even worth the effort. I'm sweating, out of breath and thinking, "That's it???". Reminds me of prom night. ;-)
April 6th (2:03 am)
Well it's early morning but I'm not feeling bad or anything I'm just awake. Jordan is moving around a little but I think he's starting to run out of room. I've been counting his kicks and they're still regular and strong. I'm kind of sad tonight though. Over the last few days I've been reading other people's profiles and I'm so surprised at how many pregnancies have ended in tragedy. I know it happens but it's so sad to read about. It makes me worry you know. Because week after week it seems that everything is fine and then the unthinkable happens. A baby you've been preparing for is gone before it even gets here good. It's such a scary thought. I am so thankful that I have made it this far. It's the pictures of the deceased babies on this site that are most heartbreaking. Those mothers have to be extremely strong and resilient. All I can do is pray that Jordan makes it here and that all goes well. I pray that for all of us.
I looked up Jordan's name again. I just love the meaning.
Jordan "to flow" (like the river)
Elijah "The Lord Is My God"
I keep dreaming of seeing his little face looking up at me. Whenever I see a baby boy I always wonder how much Jordan may or may not look like that baby. One I saw had a head full of thick hair. I am almost sure Jordan will have a lot of hair. My other children did. The way this heartburn has been killing me over the last couple of months I have no reason to doubt that.
I haven't been shopping but I've been looking at adding more things to my registry. I found this rainforest rocker/swing that I want to get for Jordan. I always turn it on when I go to the store. I'm surprised the store clerks don't ask me to leave the display alone. I also want to get a co-sleeper. I remember wanting to cry some nights when I had to get up to feed my other two. With a co-sleeper he'll be right at arms length and I won't have to fear that he'll get rolled over on. I'll feed him and put him right back to sleep.
I'm so happy that the pain I was feeling the other day is gone. I don't think I could've taken much more.
I've been thinking about the labor pain. I'm not really scared but I'm nervous. I want to have a nice pleasant delivery but am I as strong as I was 10 and 15 years ago? Can I tolerate as much pain as I did in the past? With my daughter I received no pain medicine. With my son I received 2 Tylenol 3 after delivery and that was it. I want Jordan to be alert when he's born that's why I'm going to try to go natural again. That way if there are any health complications they will be able to tell right off with his APGAR score.
I hope my delivery is uneventful. I want it to go nice and smooth. The people who will deliver Jordan are people I've worked alongside for 11 years so I trust them. I know that in the event that something does go wrong they won't hesitate to fly him out to a hospital with a NICU. I also know they'll be honest with me if something does happen. I normally work Rehab but I've gone downstairs and volunteered in L&D and the Nursery countless times.
Nothing else on my mind. My bladder is full to bursting so I'd better go before I cough/sneeze. :-D
April 7th, 2008 (12:22 A.M.)
I'm feeling pretty good. Nothing really going on right now. I'm nervous about my appointment in the morning. They didn't say anything about me fasting after 12 so I'm not sure if I am supposed to or not. Well either way I'm definitely not going to be eating anything sweet. I was tempted a couple of times but as usual the thought of making sure Jordan is as healthy as he can possibly be kept me from giving in.
This pregnancy is seeming to drag now. The weeks are passing so slowly. I know I have less than 3 months left but dang hurry up already June 28th.
Terry wrote me a letter. That's just something he does when he's bored at work. He wrote about how much he misses me when he isn't at home. I feel the exact same way. When he goes to work I feel so sad *sniff*. That is one thing about this marriage that is completely different from my last. I used to hate for my husband to come home. When I'd hear his key in the front door I'd just shake my head and think, (Austin Powers voice) "Why won't you die?" I know that's evil but that's when you know it's time to get out.
I'm thinking about buying a new memory card for my digital camera. This one will be for delivery day only.
Question? Is it time to get a bag ready?
April 8th (10:22 a.m.)
Wow I actually slept all night last night! Well almost. I did wake up at about midnight and ate lasagna. I paid for it though. I had to prop myself up on pillows because of the heartburn.
The question of the day is...How did my sugar test go yesterday? Simply put, I didn't get to take the test because someone forgot that she wasn't supposed to eat anything. LOL! Man something is going on with my memory. I'm serious. Things that I do routinely I'm starting to forget. Someone asked me the other day if I was getting "Old Timers" (Alzheimer's) I just think Jordan is taking everything I have including my brain power.
This is what happened. I dropped my kids off at school. I do what I normally do every morning and headed straight to my mother's house. As soon as I stepped in the door I poured a bowl of FROSTED mini-wheats and started eating it. I went to put the bowl in the sink when my mom comes out of her bedroom and says, "So what do you have to do today?" Immediately my brain goes to the glucose test. I'm just like, "OMG!" I went to the appointment anyway. When the nurse asked me had I eaten anything I thought maybe I should tell her that I hadn't just to get the test but I decided not to because I know my blood sugar would be sky high. So they rescheduled it for the 24th of April. Let's hope I can remember next time.
They didn't do an ultrasound but I did get to hear his little heartbeat. One thing surprised me though. The doctor feels my stomach and says, "Does that fibroid hurt?" Fibroid? There has been this thing...I can only describe it as a lump that comes and goes. Sometimes I can feel it but most of the time I can't. Over the last couple of weeks or so it's been getting bigger. I had no idea that it was a fibroid. He told me not to worry about it. Of course that's all I can think about now.
Doc also asked if I'm ready to have my tubes tied. I told him that I didn't know. I'm still debating about it.
Well that's all for now.
April 10th (4:30 a.m.)
Well I'm up early. Surprise. I actually have something I have to do at work at 9:30 so I really need to go ahead and get these last couple of hours of sleep.
I've been kinda depressed because my daughter is on a trip with her H.S. band. They've gone to Washington DC to participate in the Cherry Blossom Parade on Saturday. Oh I miss her so much. She's my buddy. Of course my son is still here. He misses her too. He says he doesn't have anybody to play with. That's funny to me because even though they are really close I don't call what they do most of the time "playing". I call it her chasing him around the house trying to kill him for bothering her and her things. I guess it depends on the point of view. My daughter is very protective of him though. She's always tried to help me take care of him. I remember when he was a little over a year and she was about 6 she'd dress him. Once she had him dressed in a pink tutu with no diaper. I have a picture somewhere. LOL!
My son and I rode around yesterday doing errands. He's trying to convince me to get him a hamster. We started walking around Petco and for some reason we started talking about what it takes to be a big brother. He says that he would be a better big brother than my daughter is a big sister. I asked him how he would do that. He said, "First of all I'm not going to tease the little fella." That made me laugh. My son is 10 but he talks like an old man. Both of the kids are really excited about Jordan. I think Jordan is excited about meeting them too. He jumps 50 times when he hears them talking to me especially when he hears his brother's voice.
I've been thinking about my birth announcement. Should I list Terry's daughter as a sibling or not? Either way I know he's going to have to endure some BS from his ex-wife. She needs to be on medication I swear.
Oh yeah...if any of you do watch the Cherry Blossom Parade Saturday keep an eye out for the Colleton County H.S. Band Of Blue.
April 11th (3:31 a.m.)
Early morning, what else is new? I feel okay. Just up playing games on the computer. I slept most of yesterday. I only got up to take my son to school, went to a meeting and later picked him up. I also talked to my daughter a few times. She's having a ball in DC. I wish I could be there with her. I can't wait for her to come home on Sunday.
I had to sit in a mandatory Code Of Conduct meeting today. It lasted an hour and a half. The longest hour and a half ever! First the chairs were hard. My butt was so sore. I kept trying to reposition myself. My right thigh and hip started cramping. I kept looking behind me at the 3 comfortable chairs that some other women were sitting in. I couldn't even pay attention. There was a chair with a cushion next to me but it looked like it was on it's last leg. I could see me and my big belly sprawled out on the floor. I was so close to tears. We watched the little video for an hour. Had a little question and answer session and then it should have been over but NO! Here comes someone else talking. Then they ask if there are any questions or concerns. Of course everyone is ready to go so no one says anything. No one that is except this little old lady that has been running her mouth since she got into the room. She's like that one person who when the teacher asks if anyone has a question they'll always raise their hands and all you're wanting to do is move on to the next thing or be dismissed. If I had heat vision the back of that ladies head would be a smoldering mess. She goes on and on about this and about that and about whether we heard about insurance companies paying people to go overseas to get cheaper medical care. I honestly don't give a damn. Me and Jordan just wanted to go home. I finally got out of there, I was in such a rush I didn't even bother to clock out. I had to let the seat in my car back some because my back was cramping so bad. I know I looked like those young boys who lay back when they drive trying to be cool. I wasn't trying to be cool, I was trying to be comfortable. :-)
Something is going on with my hair. I don't know what's up. I think it's starting to fall out. I don't know how though. It had actually been getting thicker. Now it seems that it's just looking bad. I need to do something with it for real. It is looking rough. I know Terry won't say but I'm sure he's tired of the pulled back with a scrunchie look. If I can make it through the weekend I'll get it done on Monday. I've been trying to avoid putting chemicals in it. I don't know what to do *BOO HOO*
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