36 weeks, 6 days - L&D trip

I stayed home to work from the couch today b/c my hips and knee were acting up again. Around 1pm I got ridiculously cold and couldn't warm up took my temp and it was 96.5 and I got a wee bit worried b/c I was shaking, and a bit "fuzzy". I laid down and went under the blankets.

An hour later I wasn't feeling better and my temp was still low so I called the OB nurse at my doctors and left a message. They called back about 2:45 and asked if I was still cold and if Colin was moving. He wasn't moving around, temp was still low and I was getting scared. She told me to have OJ and to get under as many blankets as I could and to call back in an hour if he still wans't moving.

Well by 3:40 Colin still wasn't moving after 36 ounces of OJ (makes me so sick but it's worth it to get him moving) so they sent me to L & D. Jim came home and took me over and by 4:30 I was hooked up and Colin's heart was beating away and they said he was fine - I stayed until 6 and the conclusion was I'm proably getting sick (reason for the temp.) and he's out of room so I have to pay really close attention to him to make sure he moves. It doesn't help that he's butt out so i dont' feel the feet and hand movements much.

So pretty much the little bugger is lazy - Hopefully it means he'll sleep throught he night, lol!

He scared the heck out of us today - I never want to go through it again. I was crying waiting for Jimmy to get home and he was pretty shaken but didn't let on until we were home safe and knew everything was ok.

At least I got to chill in the nice L&D. i probably won't get that experience b/c of the C.

Big news @ 36 weeks, 5 days

I started my weekly appts today (woo-hoo- strep B test and a cervical check) and When i went to put my left leg up I had to use my arms to get it up there. FINALLY a doctor realized that my knee and hip joints aren't going to withstand the whole labor process. He was asking how I thought I could go through labor and I said I had told them each appt that I had bad knee/hip problems but no one seemed worried about it but me so I figured they were the experts and probably had some sort of plan. It's a huge practice so you see someone different every time and this doctor was very surprised no one else had seen my "issues" as a concern.

So I had 2 options - try to see if I can do it the old-fashioned way and they'd try to figure out some way to get my leg how it needs to be without hurting me OR do the elective C section. I chose the C section because after hearing from my orthopedic surgeon and the OB (and knowing what I can and can't do physically) it's pretty much a given that I don't have the strength in my leg to use it as leverage when it comes time to deliver. If it has a hard time getting me up the stairs...it's not going to put up with that kind of pressure.

I figure this way come hell or high water on May 1st – we’re going to have our little guy! )

33 weeks - exactly.

I'm tired. Could it be becuase I don't sleep? Yeah-that could definately be it. Don't tell me it's "preparation" b/c that's bullshit. I'm pretty confident that after Colin comes I'll sleep more than 30-45 minutes at a time, I'd be thrilled with 2 hours right now and that's what I'm hoping for after he's born.

My hip pain that I had before the last knee surgery is back with a vengence. I've been told that I have osteoarthritis in both hips, the left being worse than the right. It usually stays at bay unless I'm walking funny - and is there a pregnant woman that DOESN'T walk funny? I'm limping a bit again to take the pressure off of my left knee and doing the pg waddle - so I look doubly dumb. lol

The knee brace is "kinda" working. It doesn't stay in place too well but I don't know if it's because of my fat leg or because of the ridiculous swelling. Either way it's a pain in the ass b/c it doesn't stay put and I have to keep going to the bathroom at work to take my pants off to put the stupid brace back where it belongs. Luckily I have to pee alot so I can kill both birds with the same stone. :)

So that's why I'm not sleeping. I can't lay on my back b/c the booger is too heavy now, I can't lay on my tummy (how I love to sleep) b/c the little booger had made my tummy resemble a bowling ball and sleeping on either side iritates the shit out of my hips after 30-45 minutes. I call my new sleeping stlye "basting myself" I wake up and flop myself over to the other side every half hour-ish.

Try to picture it - I'm in shorts and a tank top (which obviously no longer fit properly), the fan is raging, pretty much no covers, sleeping on a variety of pillows to prop myself in a semi-comfortable position and then I wake up. (Yes it's still hovering around 30-35 at night here and the heat is on 62. Yes I'm still the one who needed 4 blankets at a minimum to keep warm for the last 30 some years. Yes I'm a freaking furnace and it's annoying)

• I wake up with the thought of "please God let it have been at least an hour since I had to do this" but it's usually only been about 45 minutes...tops.
• I pray that I am not awake to realize I probably have to pee and start the flopping process.
• I begin my sticking the leg oppostite to the way Iwant to go up in the air "for leverage"
• I then fling my leg in the direction I want to go, realizing that Jim has moved onto my side of the bed so I am about to land on him. What really happens is I bounce right back to where i started.
• So I nudge him "gently" and tell him to move so I can do the whole thing over again.
• I finally get on my other side and reprop myself with the aforementioned pillows and attempt to convince myself I'm comfortable and to go back to sleep.
• It's ususally about this time I realize that I need to pee and have to get myself out of bed, stumble to the bathroom and start this process of comfort finding all over.

Why do people lie and say pregnancy is "wonderful"?

30 Weeks, 5 days

So I'm getting big - really big - and I'm just going to get bigger before it's all over. I'm really trying to enjoy these last 10 weeks or so because it's highly doubtful we'll do this again.

I've gotten to the fun part at least..people defiantely know I'm pregnant instead of thinking I'm a drunk girl with a beer belly....Colin kicks and moves and wiggles alot now and Jim can feel him move which is even better. I love sharing this with him, I'm so glad we found each other and are building this little family together.

The not so fun part is here too, it's getting harder to get out of bed every hour to pee (which I've sadly gotten used to), it's apparently like a comedy routine to watch me try to put socks on, my heartburn is worse than it's ever been and the constant back strain from the belly and boob growth is a bit much.

The REALLY not fun part is approaching quickly...I can't say I'm looking forward to labor - who in their right mind does?

Whether it's fun, not so much, or not at all I know this will be worth it in a few weeks and I'm not sleeping and forget to shower because I'm completely wrapped around the cutest baby boy on earth.

14 weeks, 5 days

So for those of you who don't know - or who just haven't put two and two together, Jimmy and I are thrilled (and scared to death) that we will have a new person that we are solely responsibile for on or around May 1st.

Yes people - the one who everyone thought would never have 2 legged, furless children is almost 4 months into growing a baby. I know - shut your mouths and stop gaping - we were happy and mildly surprised when we found out. Only mildly b/c neither one of us thought it would happen - hell you don't usually make it this far in life, especially having been married, and not have at least one of the little tricycle motors around - so we didn't really think much about it, and here we are four months later watching me grow bigger every day.

So far I have spent most of my time vomiting and sleeping. I have snuck into an unused office in the afternoon to nap for 30 minutes when I just couldn't stay awake any longer, I have sadly thrown up in my trashcan, I gave up buttoning my pants at about 9 weeks and have offically been in maternity clothes for a month.

It has been such an enjoyable 14+ weeks (not really.) Sure the whole "wow, I'm growing a person" thing is cool - really cool - but this baby is kicking.my.ass. Those people who say the second trimester is easier are LIARS! Sure it's a tad easier now - I only pass out cold at 6pm twice a week now, I've actually started to keep food other than beef and potatoes down but easier really needs to be taken into context.

The second tri is still not full of energy, non-gagging, or lack of food aversions. I still hate the smell of garlic, much to Jim's chagrin, and apparently the baby doesn't like soup or most veggies and has a serious dislike for fruit. I've only gained 4 pounds, maybe 5, which considering my high carb, no healthy anything diet is a freaking miracle, lol.

So that's the big news. We've heard the heartbeat twice, had our first ultrasound and the blob was very cute (we could be biased of course) and our "big" ultrasound is December 4th. So you can all start shopping then for gender specific items, ha ha.