Saturday, July 27, 2013
Friday, July 19, 2013
Bringing home Baby-the first 3 months
I need to put some pictures from the hospital on here but I don't have them on this computer so I will have to do that later on...
Cooper was born at 3:01 p.m. on a Friday afternoon, he was healthy and looking good so we were able to take him home Sunday. He did have jaundice so we were told to take him to get his levels checked on Monday. I had been nursing him but my milk was taking what seemed like forever to come in, so he was losing weight. He was born at 7lbs 4 oz and within a few days was down to 6lbs 10 oz. On Monday we took him to get his levels checked and for a weight check. The lactation specialist was a little concerned because he had lost almost 10% of his body weight, so we were trying to figure out what we should do. It was so stressful to watch him and know he wasn't getting what he needed. I rented a pump and started using it to help my milk come in and increase my supply, and we did give him some formula to try to get his weight up a bit. Finally around day 5 or 6 I could tell my milk was finally coming in, and by then his jaundice levels were much better. He started gaining weight which relieved everyone. My mom was in town so she helped out a lot, she cooked a ton and helped me with breastfeeding, which I really struggled with. From the beginning Cooper was not a good nurser. He fell asleep constantly so he never got full and that made him want to nurse all the time. He had his nights and days mixed up, which happens to newborns a lot, so we didn't get much sleep. From the first night we had him I had a lot of anxiety and stress, I was worried and hormonally crazy and everything. The first night I didn't sleep, not one minute, I just couldn't. I had adrenaline going so by the time the next day came around I didn't feel too awful. The second night we were still in the hospital, for some reason I really hated the hospital bed so Scott slept there and I slept on the couch. I slept maybe 2 or 3 hours. It was enough to keep me going. The third night we were home and I probably 3 or 4 hours, I just had the hardest time sleeping, and he was up a lot too especially at night. I can't really remember how much sleep I got after that, just that eventually I crashed. But I was never able to nap and still to this day can't nap during the day, I don't know why I just can't. Talk about being in a hard situation, so I really relied on my night sleep to get me through. People just couldn't understand why I couldn't nap, I can't really explain it but I just know that I really can't. I hope I will be able to again soon, weird I know. So the first few weeks were mainly just getting the hang of breastfeeding him and making sure his weight was going up. After my mom left Scott mom Sherry came to stay with us, we were very lucky to have so much help. She was really great because she would take Cooper with Scott and I would go to sleep around 8 for a few hours, and it made a big difference, By then we were starting to struggle with getting him enough to eat. Looking back his reflux definitely contributed to him being fussy during and after feedings, but we thought he was just hungry all the time. From about weeks 5 to ten I really struggled with figuring out what I wanted to do. Every day I went from wanting to continue to try to breastfeed and wanting to give up. We would try as formula and it wouldn't work, we even had to take him to the hospital once because he screamed for hours and it ended up being the formula. I went back and forth for a while, finally we found Gerber Soy to be a formula that he could handle. At first I was giving him a bottle or two or formula a day, just to supplement. After about three months I found what worked best for me, which was to pump and then give him bottle with formula and breast milk mixed. We also switched to Dr. Brown's bottles and put gas drops in every bottle. His reflux medicine seemed to be helping but he was still a pretty fussy baby in general. He gained weight really well because he was eating a lot, but I think a lot of it was comfort eating because of the reflux. He was also a bad sleeper and napper, overall the first three months are a blur which is why this post may seem all over the place. I guess I should have made more of an effort to write down my thoughts. Overall the first three months were very hard in general but he was healthy and pretty happy so I just held on to people telling me it would get easier.
As far as my recovery went, I lost about 20 lbs the first 2 months but have struggled to lose the rest, it is much harder than I thought it would be. I healed up fairly well, it also took a lot longer than I thought I would. My hormones and emotions were definitely all over the place, but that was mostly due to sleep deprivation and a fussy baby. Scott was really great, he would take the night shift from about 9-12 every night so I could sleep, even though he also had homework to do. We made it through and survived the first 3 months!
Cooper was born at 3:01 p.m. on a Friday afternoon, he was healthy and looking good so we were able to take him home Sunday. He did have jaundice so we were told to take him to get his levels checked on Monday. I had been nursing him but my milk was taking what seemed like forever to come in, so he was losing weight. He was born at 7lbs 4 oz and within a few days was down to 6lbs 10 oz. On Monday we took him to get his levels checked and for a weight check. The lactation specialist was a little concerned because he had lost almost 10% of his body weight, so we were trying to figure out what we should do. It was so stressful to watch him and know he wasn't getting what he needed. I rented a pump and started using it to help my milk come in and increase my supply, and we did give him some formula to try to get his weight up a bit. Finally around day 5 or 6 I could tell my milk was finally coming in, and by then his jaundice levels were much better. He started gaining weight which relieved everyone. My mom was in town so she helped out a lot, she cooked a ton and helped me with breastfeeding, which I really struggled with. From the beginning Cooper was not a good nurser. He fell asleep constantly so he never got full and that made him want to nurse all the time. He had his nights and days mixed up, which happens to newborns a lot, so we didn't get much sleep. From the first night we had him I had a lot of anxiety and stress, I was worried and hormonally crazy and everything. The first night I didn't sleep, not one minute, I just couldn't. I had adrenaline going so by the time the next day came around I didn't feel too awful. The second night we were still in the hospital, for some reason I really hated the hospital bed so Scott slept there and I slept on the couch. I slept maybe 2 or 3 hours. It was enough to keep me going. The third night we were home and I probably 3 or 4 hours, I just had the hardest time sleeping, and he was up a lot too especially at night. I can't really remember how much sleep I got after that, just that eventually I crashed. But I was never able to nap and still to this day can't nap during the day, I don't know why I just can't. Talk about being in a hard situation, so I really relied on my night sleep to get me through. People just couldn't understand why I couldn't nap, I can't really explain it but I just know that I really can't. I hope I will be able to again soon, weird I know. So the first few weeks were mainly just getting the hang of breastfeeding him and making sure his weight was going up. After my mom left Scott mom Sherry came to stay with us, we were very lucky to have so much help. She was really great because she would take Cooper with Scott and I would go to sleep around 8 for a few hours, and it made a big difference, By then we were starting to struggle with getting him enough to eat. Looking back his reflux definitely contributed to him being fussy during and after feedings, but we thought he was just hungry all the time. From about weeks 5 to ten I really struggled with figuring out what I wanted to do. Every day I went from wanting to continue to try to breastfeed and wanting to give up. We would try as formula and it wouldn't work, we even had to take him to the hospital once because he screamed for hours and it ended up being the formula. I went back and forth for a while, finally we found Gerber Soy to be a formula that he could handle. At first I was giving him a bottle or two or formula a day, just to supplement. After about three months I found what worked best for me, which was to pump and then give him bottle with formula and breast milk mixed. We also switched to Dr. Brown's bottles and put gas drops in every bottle. His reflux medicine seemed to be helping but he was still a pretty fussy baby in general. He gained weight really well because he was eating a lot, but I think a lot of it was comfort eating because of the reflux. He was also a bad sleeper and napper, overall the first three months are a blur which is why this post may seem all over the place. I guess I should have made more of an effort to write down my thoughts. Overall the first three months were very hard in general but he was healthy and pretty happy so I just held on to people telling me it would get easier.
As far as my recovery went, I lost about 20 lbs the first 2 months but have struggled to lose the rest, it is much harder than I thought it would be. I healed up fairly well, it also took a lot longer than I thought I would. My hormones and emotions were definitely all over the place, but that was mostly due to sleep deprivation and a fussy baby. Scott was really great, he would take the night shift from about 9-12 every night so I could sleep, even though he also had homework to do. We made it through and survived the first 3 months!
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Cooper's birth story
Yes, my baby is 5 1/2 months old and I am just now writing down his birth story! I never thought it would take me this long, part of it was that I couldn't figure out the password to our blog. Scott had changed it so finally I figured that out, but mostly I have just been too lazy. So here goes...
Cooper was due Jan 21st, when we had our first exam to see how everything looked down there, the doctor said wow you are already 3 cm dilated and I think 60 % effaced. He made it seem like we were on a roll and threw out things like, "you will never make it to you due date." Anyone who has been pregnant knows that giving someone false hope like that is just plain cruel, although I think the doctor really did believe that. Anyway, that was my first apt at 36 weeks, every week after same thing, no progression. I did EVERYTHING, walked, stairs, bounce on the exercise ball, and all those other things to get him to come. I was SO ready to be done being pregnant. Well a few days before my due date I went in, and I was dilated to a 4 and almost fully effaced. I had my membranes stripped for a third time, and was really thinking this was it. May I also mention I had false labor twice! So fun. Anyway I asked my doctor if my induction could be bumped up a few days since I was so dilated and my mom was coming into town, and he agreed, although I think he did say I probably wouldn't make it till then again..hahahahah, this was a different doctor though. So that's the preceding few weeks before the birth, and here is his birth story:
Friday was induction day and I got up in the morning knowing "today my baby will be born!" I was excited, nervous, ready to get him out, pretty much every emotion. I got up and got ready, we were waiting for a call from the hospital to let us know when we were going to be able to come in. Around 6 or 7 I got the call asking if we could come in at 9! I was happy it was early, and surprised. Before we left the house I took a minute to tell Harley goodbye, I knew when we came back things would be different and I wanted to spend a few minutes with just him. We left and got to the hospital and got things going. I got set up in my room and changed into my gown, and the nurse cam in and started going over everything with us. I really don't remember much of that. After I got hooked up and the going the doctor came in and broke my water and then they started the Pitocin. The iv the nurse gave me hurt so much, she placed it really poorly. Honestly the whole time I was pushing and everything I was thinking, get this iv out of me! Anyway, after they started the Pitocin the contractions got fast and painful quickly, yep I got the epidural after a few real contractions...haha. But I am not a total wimp, I had been dealing with Braxton hicks for a month and they told me I could have the epidural as soon as I wanted because I was so far dilated so I went ahead and got it. After that epidural I felt pretty good, everything progressed really quickly. I went from a 4 to a 9 in 2 hours or less, then the hard pushing began. For 3 hours I pushed and pushed, but that baby boy did not want to come. The nurse mentioned that he was having trouble getting past a certain point, and his heartbeat was all over the place so after each push I would have to turn to my side and have her find the heartbeat again. It made us all very anxious. It got to the point where I was thinking "oh no they might have to do a C-section." The doctor came in and decided it was time to get that baby out so he had me push as hard as I could, then he did an episiotomy and out came baby boy Cooper, 7lbs 4 oz with an alien shaped head! They whisked him away quickly because he had inhaled meconium, and I just watched as they cleaned him off thinking, okay when do I get to hold my baby. The doctor stitched me up, which only took a few minutes, then they handed me Cooper. When I saw the doctor pull him out, I cant even explain the emotion. He went from being inside me to this real human baby that I could see, I don't know it just hits you really hard. It was an amazing experience to see him come out. I don't really remember the first few minutes of his life, just that I held him and we all looked at him and eventually I tried to feed him for the first time. Our little angel had finally entered the world and we were so happy to have him.
Overall I had a very easy delivery and was very lucky to have an awesome nurse and my husband and mom there. Before I had really hoped he would come naturally but I have to say I wouldn't mind doing it this way again.
Well that's the birth story of our sweet baby boy, it has been quite the adventure since then, more posts to come!
Cooper was due Jan 21st, when we had our first exam to see how everything looked down there, the doctor said wow you are already 3 cm dilated and I think 60 % effaced. He made it seem like we were on a roll and threw out things like, "you will never make it to you due date." Anyone who has been pregnant knows that giving someone false hope like that is just plain cruel, although I think the doctor really did believe that. Anyway, that was my first apt at 36 weeks, every week after same thing, no progression. I did EVERYTHING, walked, stairs, bounce on the exercise ball, and all those other things to get him to come. I was SO ready to be done being pregnant. Well a few days before my due date I went in, and I was dilated to a 4 and almost fully effaced. I had my membranes stripped for a third time, and was really thinking this was it. May I also mention I had false labor twice! So fun. Anyway I asked my doctor if my induction could be bumped up a few days since I was so dilated and my mom was coming into town, and he agreed, although I think he did say I probably wouldn't make it till then again..hahahahah, this was a different doctor though. So that's the preceding few weeks before the birth, and here is his birth story:
Friday was induction day and I got up in the morning knowing "today my baby will be born!" I was excited, nervous, ready to get him out, pretty much every emotion. I got up and got ready, we were waiting for a call from the hospital to let us know when we were going to be able to come in. Around 6 or 7 I got the call asking if we could come in at 9! I was happy it was early, and surprised. Before we left the house I took a minute to tell Harley goodbye, I knew when we came back things would be different and I wanted to spend a few minutes with just him. We left and got to the hospital and got things going. I got set up in my room and changed into my gown, and the nurse cam in and started going over everything with us. I really don't remember much of that. After I got hooked up and the going the doctor came in and broke my water and then they started the Pitocin. The iv the nurse gave me hurt so much, she placed it really poorly. Honestly the whole time I was pushing and everything I was thinking, get this iv out of me! Anyway, after they started the Pitocin the contractions got fast and painful quickly, yep I got the epidural after a few real contractions...haha. But I am not a total wimp, I had been dealing with Braxton hicks for a month and they told me I could have the epidural as soon as I wanted because I was so far dilated so I went ahead and got it. After that epidural I felt pretty good, everything progressed really quickly. I went from a 4 to a 9 in 2 hours or less, then the hard pushing began. For 3 hours I pushed and pushed, but that baby boy did not want to come. The nurse mentioned that he was having trouble getting past a certain point, and his heartbeat was all over the place so after each push I would have to turn to my side and have her find the heartbeat again. It made us all very anxious. It got to the point where I was thinking "oh no they might have to do a C-section." The doctor came in and decided it was time to get that baby out so he had me push as hard as I could, then he did an episiotomy and out came baby boy Cooper, 7lbs 4 oz with an alien shaped head! They whisked him away quickly because he had inhaled meconium, and I just watched as they cleaned him off thinking, okay when do I get to hold my baby. The doctor stitched me up, which only took a few minutes, then they handed me Cooper. When I saw the doctor pull him out, I cant even explain the emotion. He went from being inside me to this real human baby that I could see, I don't know it just hits you really hard. It was an amazing experience to see him come out. I don't really remember the first few minutes of his life, just that I held him and we all looked at him and eventually I tried to feed him for the first time. Our little angel had finally entered the world and we were so happy to have him.
Overall I had a very easy delivery and was very lucky to have an awesome nurse and my husband and mom there. Before I had really hoped he would come naturally but I have to say I wouldn't mind doing it this way again.
Well that's the birth story of our sweet baby boy, it has been quite the adventure since then, more posts to come!
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Monday, December 10, 2012
34 1/2 weeks!
Well on Thursday I will be 35 weeks, I am starting to get nervous about the delivery and all the pain and everything, especially because I have no idea what to expect. I do know that my period pains were some of the worst pains I have ever experienced, so yeah I am pretty excited to see what labor pains will be like..lol. I am also very nervous because so many of my friends/relatives have had so many complications with birthing their babies, it really scares me! Even if I do everything right who knows what kind of complications I might have, I guess I just have to prepare for both scenarios and hope for the best. I am so excited to meet this little guy, he gets hiccups several times a day now and I picture his cute little self hiccuping and it makes me very happy.I am not exactly sure if he is head down yet, at times feel he is because all those hiccups I feel usually seem to be located more around my pelvis area, but other times he really seems sideways, who know he might still be changing positions some. I do know that on my right side he has this favorite spot next to my ribs where his foot or some body part likes to be. He is still crazy active, last night I tried to fall asleep and it took a few hours, partly because he was moving so much. He seems like a hyper baby, but I hope it means he is happy in there. I already love his personality, or I guess what I have imagined it up to be. Since we are nearing the last few weeks it really is becoming more real, over the weekend we went through all the baby clothes he will be wearing for the first few months, it takes a lot longer than you would think to take tags off baby clothes, socks, blankets, etc. Harley sniffed everything curiously, anytime he would see a toy or anything I would remind him,this is for the baby, I am hoping if I say the word baby enough when we bring home the baby he will be able to associate it somehow, long shot I know, but Harley is pretty smart.
Scott has been busy with school and work and has finals this week, I don't really know how nervous he is about labor or how he feels, he acts like he is excited but I think when the time comes he is going to get very panicky. I have a feeling the next month is going to fl by because work is pretty busy and then Scott's family is coming up for Christmas. Then once January hits things will slow down because I won't be working, so I can lay around a lot with Harley and perhaps will this baby to come early! I am still feeling pretty good, my pulled groin is my biggest complaint, I worry that it is torn and that their will be permanent damage to it, but I don't want to stop working out yet because I know I will have to take it easy after the baby comes. So I don't know if I am doing the right thing but I am hoping that after the baby is born it will heal. I think towards the last few weeks of my pregnancy I am going to switch to more yoga and stretching, and less cardio. Walking is actually the most painful because of how it affects my pulled muscle, which sucks because obviously I can't run anymore, so the elliptical has been my cardio of choice mostly. The pulled groin makes my waddling seem much worse, so I probably look pretty silly at times walking around, but whatever.
Scott and I feel so blessed to be able to have gotten pregnant and to be expecting this little one so soon, it is coming up quickly and we are very excited to meet him. I can't wait to see what he looks like, and see what he got from mommy and what he got from daddy. We are still working on a name, we have a few that we like, but we really can't decide until we see his sweet little face!
Scott has been busy with school and work and has finals this week, I don't really know how nervous he is about labor or how he feels, he acts like he is excited but I think when the time comes he is going to get very panicky. I have a feeling the next month is going to fl by because work is pretty busy and then Scott's family is coming up for Christmas. Then once January hits things will slow down because I won't be working, so I can lay around a lot with Harley and perhaps will this baby to come early! I am still feeling pretty good, my pulled groin is my biggest complaint, I worry that it is torn and that their will be permanent damage to it, but I don't want to stop working out yet because I know I will have to take it easy after the baby comes. So I don't know if I am doing the right thing but I am hoping that after the baby is born it will heal. I think towards the last few weeks of my pregnancy I am going to switch to more yoga and stretching, and less cardio. Walking is actually the most painful because of how it affects my pulled muscle, which sucks because obviously I can't run anymore, so the elliptical has been my cardio of choice mostly. The pulled groin makes my waddling seem much worse, so I probably look pretty silly at times walking around, but whatever.
Scott and I feel so blessed to be able to have gotten pregnant and to be expecting this little one so soon, it is coming up quickly and we are very excited to meet him. I can't wait to see what he looks like, and see what he got from mommy and what he got from daddy. We are still working on a name, we have a few that we like, but we really can't decide until we see his sweet little face!
Monday, November 26, 2012
Is it January yet?
Yeah the aches and pains have really started to hit me hard, lately...I am so ready to not be pregnant anymore. I love having him grow inside me and bonding with him, but man I am over everything else. My pulled groin has not gotten any better, and the doctor said it won't heal until after the baby is born....great. Fatigue is starting to come back again also, not too bad yet, but I do get tired more easily which I know is normal. My belly is always always itching, it is really hard to go to work and do normal things like wear clothing with it itching so bad..grr. Also I am starting to see small stretch marks on my lower abdomen...so sad. I don't know how many i'll get or how bad they will look, I hope it doesn't get any worse. I feel huge and pretty much only feel comfy in Scott's sweatpants, and a few pairs of my pants, everything else it just too tight now. Baby boy seems like he is always all over the place, so even though I feel like he is head down I am not completely sure.
The anxiety of becoming a parent is getting worse too because it is so close now, I am freaking out a bit. I am very unprepared, but I know it is my fault. Hopefully over the next month I can get more mentally prepared, and get our home in order. We have mostly everything we need for at least the first couple weeks, well at least the big stuff. As far as clothing goes I am not sure, I am a new mom so I don't know how many of everything a newborn needs. I also have not idea how big he is going to be..
Poor Scott has been sick the last couple of days, he got sick on Thanksgiving then had to go out of town the next morning for football. Luckily he has two weeks off from football practice, so he can rest a little and focus on school and getting ready for the baby. I am so glad this is his last year of football, having him gone so much really sucks, especially all the out of town weekends.
We are going to be having a very uneventful Christmas this year, my first away from home, I know it is going to be hard but at that point I will probably just want to lay around all day anyway. Scott's parents may come to Utah for Christmas, but at this point nothing is for sure. I had all these intentions of going all out for Christmas and making out home really festive so I wouldn't be as sad, but now I don't know that I will have the energy to do much..who knows though. Also I have reached my weight gain limit, or what I wanted to gain, so as far as holiday treats go I am going to try to not indulge very much, I have already done way too much of that throughout this pregnancy, and it shows...lol.
Anyway this post probably just seems like me mostly complaining so sorry about that. My hormones are everywhere so some days I do feel really down about everything, and worried about becoming a parent. I am really thankful for this opportunity that Scott and I have to become parents, and I can't wait to meet and hold the little guy. Less than 8 weeks!
The anxiety of becoming a parent is getting worse too because it is so close now, I am freaking out a bit. I am very unprepared, but I know it is my fault. Hopefully over the next month I can get more mentally prepared, and get our home in order. We have mostly everything we need for at least the first couple weeks, well at least the big stuff. As far as clothing goes I am not sure, I am a new mom so I don't know how many of everything a newborn needs. I also have not idea how big he is going to be..
Poor Scott has been sick the last couple of days, he got sick on Thanksgiving then had to go out of town the next morning for football. Luckily he has two weeks off from football practice, so he can rest a little and focus on school and getting ready for the baby. I am so glad this is his last year of football, having him gone so much really sucks, especially all the out of town weekends.
We are going to be having a very uneventful Christmas this year, my first away from home, I know it is going to be hard but at that point I will probably just want to lay around all day anyway. Scott's parents may come to Utah for Christmas, but at this point nothing is for sure. I had all these intentions of going all out for Christmas and making out home really festive so I wouldn't be as sad, but now I don't know that I will have the energy to do much..who knows though. Also I have reached my weight gain limit, or what I wanted to gain, so as far as holiday treats go I am going to try to not indulge very much, I have already done way too much of that throughout this pregnancy, and it shows...lol.
Anyway this post probably just seems like me mostly complaining so sorry about that. My hormones are everywhere so some days I do feel really down about everything, and worried about becoming a parent. I am really thankful for this opportunity that Scott and I have to become parents, and I can't wait to meet and hold the little guy. Less than 8 weeks!
Thursday, November 8, 2012
30 WEEKS!
I know I haven't posted any pregnancy pics on my actual blog, but I do on facebook occasionally so if you are curious to see what I look like, look there. I feel HUGE! And I am measuring a little further along than average, so he might come a little early..fingers crossed! I know it is bad to get your hopes up though because he could come late as well, who knows. My friend who lives in Delaware is due any minute! I am excited for her and to hear about her experience giving birth, in some ways I wish I was already there.
Yesterday our carseat and stroller came and it was weird to assemble it and have it actually here.. no going back now haha. I think having a baby is like a lot of things in a way though, because no matter how much you prepare or how many kicks I feel, the moment I see him for the first time is when it will become real. I can't wait, sometimes he will curl up on one side of my stomach, usually the right where he spends most of his time, and I will rub my stomach as if I were rubbing his back, because that is pretty much what I am doing. I love him already, I can't believe he will be here soon.
Work has been draaagginng lately, because I know at the end of December I am done, so it is hard not to count down, or tell myself, o-well I will only be here for a few more weeks..haha. I know that makes me sound lazy, but I really am kind of busy. Not too bad, but when you are pregnant I feel like everything is more draining and takes more time. Especially now, if I get up and go to work then gym right after then come home, it is already dark out.. which sucks because then I can't walk Harley. Then things like cleaning and baby shopping and grocery shopping etc..it is hard to balance it all and still find time for Scott. I know it is normal to have to take it easier when you are in your last trimester, but I do want to try to get as much done now and keep working out a lot until I start to get really big and uncomfortable. I don't know if I will have any complications or when they may happen, so it is best to do all I can now, to an extent of course.
The best part of this month so far has been that we FINALLY got all of our insurance stuff sorted out. It has been one of the most stressful things I have ever experienced, and definitely also for Scott. Basically I was uninsured for the last 3 months or so, which is pretty scary when you are pregnant. Now it is finally taken care of and we can focus on preparing for the birth, which I am totally unprepared for. We decided to deliver at American Fork Hospital, which is about 5 minutes from our house. My mom will hopefully be there for the birth, but it all depends on how quickly labor progresses and if there are any complications.
I have been feeling pretty good lately, I still have enough energy to get things done, but I am getting worn out easier. My knee has been hurting some lately, which comes and goes, and is probably worsened by the added weight I am carrying. Still sleeping poorly but I think I am getting used to it and it has gotten a bit easier. Other than that I am experiencing the normal pregnancy symptoms at this point, I feel grateful that I have had very few problems and that I still feel pretty good.
Scott is getting excited for the little guy to get here too, he is amazed at how my belly will move and how hard he will kick, yeah try having him inside you..lol. He is super busy with school and football, so it is hard but we still are able to spend time together in the evenings. It is crazy to think in a few weeks we will have a new addition to our family that will completely alter our family dynamics! Harley probably won't be too happy at first...haha. Anyway that is what is new with us lately, here's too hoping that the last 10 weeks fly by!
Yesterday our carseat and stroller came and it was weird to assemble it and have it actually here.. no going back now haha. I think having a baby is like a lot of things in a way though, because no matter how much you prepare or how many kicks I feel, the moment I see him for the first time is when it will become real. I can't wait, sometimes he will curl up on one side of my stomach, usually the right where he spends most of his time, and I will rub my stomach as if I were rubbing his back, because that is pretty much what I am doing. I love him already, I can't believe he will be here soon.
Work has been draaagginng lately, because I know at the end of December I am done, so it is hard not to count down, or tell myself, o-well I will only be here for a few more weeks..haha. I know that makes me sound lazy, but I really am kind of busy. Not too bad, but when you are pregnant I feel like everything is more draining and takes more time. Especially now, if I get up and go to work then gym right after then come home, it is already dark out.. which sucks because then I can't walk Harley. Then things like cleaning and baby shopping and grocery shopping etc..it is hard to balance it all and still find time for Scott. I know it is normal to have to take it easier when you are in your last trimester, but I do want to try to get as much done now and keep working out a lot until I start to get really big and uncomfortable. I don't know if I will have any complications or when they may happen, so it is best to do all I can now, to an extent of course.
The best part of this month so far has been that we FINALLY got all of our insurance stuff sorted out. It has been one of the most stressful things I have ever experienced, and definitely also for Scott. Basically I was uninsured for the last 3 months or so, which is pretty scary when you are pregnant. Now it is finally taken care of and we can focus on preparing for the birth, which I am totally unprepared for. We decided to deliver at American Fork Hospital, which is about 5 minutes from our house. My mom will hopefully be there for the birth, but it all depends on how quickly labor progresses and if there are any complications.
I have been feeling pretty good lately, I still have enough energy to get things done, but I am getting worn out easier. My knee has been hurting some lately, which comes and goes, and is probably worsened by the added weight I am carrying. Still sleeping poorly but I think I am getting used to it and it has gotten a bit easier. Other than that I am experiencing the normal pregnancy symptoms at this point, I feel grateful that I have had very few problems and that I still feel pretty good.
Scott is getting excited for the little guy to get here too, he is amazed at how my belly will move and how hard he will kick, yeah try having him inside you..lol. He is super busy with school and football, so it is hard but we still are able to spend time together in the evenings. It is crazy to think in a few weeks we will have a new addition to our family that will completely alter our family dynamics! Harley probably won't be too happy at first...haha. Anyway that is what is new with us lately, here's too hoping that the last 10 weeks fly by!
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