- By measuring fundal height the baby is measuring 36 weeks
- By palpitation the doctor estimates the baby is about 6 lbs.
- Dilated to 1 cm, about 30% effaced - making progress, but by no means does this mean that labor is around the corner. :)
- need to do some "collections" to rule out preeclampsia since my BP is a bit elevated and I have some other abnormal levels from a urine sample (i know yuck!)
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
35 week update
Sunday, February 1, 2009
35 Weeks
A few notes:
- I am measuring "right on track", no signs of problems
- I am having trouble sleeping
- Max is starting to move all over (ribs, sides, etc.) and it kinda hurts
- My feel and hands swell on a regular basis
- My weight is on the rise ;o)
- I had to go shopping for some bigger pants this weekend
- The nursery is still coming along, but not ready
- We are not 100% set on a name
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Surprise Ultrasound
The high point of my day was going to the doctor. Other than the fact that I am gaining weight a little too rapidly everything is still on track.
My doctor had to leave for an emergency C-section so I didn't get to see her. 2nd time!! So I wait, and wait. It is nearly 5:15 and I am still waiting to see someone. That is when the impatience really gets to me. So I nicely complain and make suggestions, to no avail. Luckily, I get to see a nice doctor who is trying to decide little Max's position (yes, we are playing with the idea of that name!!!!). She says he feels breech, she can definitely feel the head on top. I tell her my concerns, she says well let's get a second opinion. To which another doctor suggests "take her for an ultrasoud". What?? Yea, I am never this lucky. So here is what we saw.
Foot in his face!
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Love You Forever
Just thought I'd share, this book always brings a tear to my eye. Tonight was no exception.
by Robert Munsch
A mother held her new baby and very slowly rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she held him, she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
The baby grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was two years old, and he ran all around the house. He pulled all the books off the shelves. He pulled all the food out of the refrigerator and he took his mother's watch and flushed it down the toilet. Sometimes his mother would say, "this kid is driving me CRAZY!"
But at night time, when that two-year-old was quiet, she opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of his bed; and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
The little boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was nine years old. And he never wanted to come in for dinner, he never wanted to take a bath, and when grandma visited he always said bad words. Sometimes his mother wanted to sell him to the zoo!
But at night time, when he was asleep, the mother quietly opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep, she picked up that nine-year-old boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
The boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a teenager. He had strange friends and he wore strange clothes and he listened to strange music. Sometimes the mother felt like she was in a zoo!
But at night time, when that teenager was asleep, the mother opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep she picked up that great big boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
That teenager grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a grown-up man. He left home and got a house across town. But sometimes on dark nights the mother got into her car and drove across town. If all the lights in her son's house were out, she opened his bedroom window, crawled across the floor, and looked up over the side of his bed. If that great big man was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
Well, that mother, she got older. She got older and older and older. One day she called up her son and said, "You'd better come see me because I'm very old and sick." So her son came to see her. When he came in the door she tried to sing the song. She sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always...
But she couldn't finish because she was too old and sick. The son went to his mother. He picked her up and rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And he sang this song:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my Mommy you'll be.
When the son came home that night, he stood for a long time at the top of the stairs. Then he went into the room where his very new baby daughter was sleeping. He picked her up in his arms and very slowly rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while he rocked her he sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.



