Showing posts with label baby 2011. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baby 2011. Show all posts

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Introducing:

Ammon Douglas McGregor



Tuesday, March 29, 2011
12:39 p.m.
8 lb 13 oz.
20 inches

Pictures and details coming soon.

Monday, March 28, 2011

Ohh baby!

Not yet!

I had good intentions today of walking this baby out, but was unable (unwilling) to carry out those plans after Logan fell off his bunk bed last night (2nd time in like 2 weeks) and I spent the whole night worrying about concussions and how to keep him from falling out of bed.* So I was too tired this morning to walk further than the mailbox.**

I also tried to plan the menu and grocery list for the week, but found myself wondering what would happen if/when I wasn't there to make the food because I would be in the hospital. Whoever is with the kids will figure something out, right?***

My next dr. appt. is on Wed. I will be 39 weeks, which is when the dr. is willing to induce (if my body is physically ready, which it wasn't last week). I can't decide, really, what I want to do. I've never gone into labor on my own, and I would like to experience that. At the same time, I am really worried about how big this baby will be. PLUS it would be really nice to be able to send the kids off to school, have babysitting lined up (Joe's mom), and go into the hospital well-rested (I would probably ask for a sleeping pill the night before because otherwise I will be up all night thinking/worrying about what is going to happen). I have a few days to decide, I guess. In the meantime, I am praying that I will just be able to go into labor on my own, at a wonderful time of day, before I have to make that decision. Don't worry, I will still have a testimony if this particular prayer is not answered the way I want!

*We really don't know what to do. We've put up the bed barrier thing, and somehow Logan still pushes against it so hard that he just falls out anyway. I don't think he's fallen out of bed for 5 years... so it's weird that he is doing it now. Deep, deep sleep?

**Let's be honest, here... all those labor-starting suggestions?... they've never worked in the past. I don't know why I think they will work now..... Desperate?

***I've come to the conclusion, though, that there is never really a convenient time to go into labor. I was thinking about what would happen if it was this day or that day... and there is always something going on or something that needs to be done. I guess we'll work around it, eh?

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

This just in:


The doc has been telling me for weeks that I am measuring small. Like 2 weeks small. I very seriously and earnestly have been telling him that I have big babies. So today we had an ultrasound to see just how big that baby is... and with over 6 weeks to go he/she is measuring over 5 pounds. FIVE POUNDS!! I'm guessing that another 1 1/2 months of cooking will produce a very big baby. (Grant was 8lb 12 oz... and I was induced 1 1/2 weeks early! According to previous OBGYN's, I'm kinda' small down there... hence the reason I have to get episiotomys every time.) The sonographer mentioned that maybe the baby would be born at, like, 37 weeks... I told her it wouldn't.

I'm working up a good way to ask the Dr. just how willing he is to induce early.

p.s. Baby is healthy and in perfect position to deliver. I shouldn't complain.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Freaking Out

WARNING: possibility of T.M.I.

So... 32 weeks here... and I'm starting to think about how this baby has to get out. In case you didn't know... it hurts. A lot.

I have only experienced natural childbirth. And while, now that it's been a few years, I can say it was great, I'm starting to think maybe it wasn't.

My doctor isn't overly supportive of natural childbirth and is encouraging an epidural. I wasn't very happy after Grant was born, and those stories about playing cards, sleeping during labor, and being rested and thrilled when baby is born sound pretty wonderful.

BUT: I just watched this video that explains epidurals and how they work and I don't know what is worse. Natural childbirth or epidurals?

One reason I like the natural childbirth option is because recovery has been pretty easy... but on the other hand, maybe I wouldn't have to get an episiotomy (each and every time) if I were more relaxed during the final stages of labor. So maybe recovery would, in the long run, be easier with an epidural.

Joe, smart guy that he is, supports either option (although he ran away in the middle of the epidural video).

Any thoughts, ladies?

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Day Three


In 3 days the calendar says I will be exactly 7 months pregnant. My face is filling out, my eyes are getting dark circles around them, and bending over is getting hard to do. Not much is fitting me lately--and what does isn't always very flattering, so when I find something that fits, is warm, and fairly decent looking I'm happy. Tomorrow marks our 4th "snow" day, and as you can imagine, we've been stuck in the house for most of the week. When I got out of the shower this morning, Joe looked at me and asked, "Didn't you wear that yesterday?" "Yes, but it fits and it's warm," I replied. When I started breakfast Madison commented, "Mom... I think you forgot that you wore that yesterday." "Yep," I said, "But I changed my socks and underwear. Doesn't that count?" Tomorrow it's supposed to snow.

Friday, January 21, 2011

Get Ready!!

I'm getting ready!! Even though I'm starting to feel the last trimester-exhausted-stage, I am anxious to get things tidied and ready for baby. Among other things, that includes:
*moving the boys to Madison's room (higher ceilings).
*moving Madi to the other room.
*setting up bunk beds (hopefully high enough ceiling).
*moving pictures and furniture
*painting the hideous dresser we bought used 8 years ago--and probably used before that. (CHECK!!)

Tomorrow is M-Day (Moving Rooms Day), so expect more pictures soon, and I'm excited because after 5 coats of paint (which was left over from last year's painting over the hideous colors that were in the house we are renting), Madison's dresser went from this:

BEFORE:


AFTER:


Even Joe (who thought we should just throw the dresser in the trash) was impressed.

NOTE: I had to set up shop in the dining room because the garage was too cold; it's 30 degrees out here. TEXAS!!! Why???