Riley was born 5lbs 6oz, but lost quite a bit of weight her first few days. It started going up again recently. Since they're only keeping her to make sure she's eating and growing we were hoping to get her home today, but at rounds yesterday her Neonatologist was concerned about releasing her on a Friday because the pediatrician isn't in the office on weekends.
She did so well they released her today after all! What a relief...She's 5lbs 2oz and amazing. Now for the next part of the adventure...
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Friday, September 18, 2009
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Pediatrician Interview
So, I got the okay from the OB to escape bed rest for a bit to go to my previously scheduled pediatrician interview. My mother has been a pediatric nurse for 20+yrs so I called her for referrals (she moved out of state almost 2yrs ago). She had a couple suggestions. She reminded me of a resident I met in her office while I was in high school that has had his own practice for 14yrs at this point, Dr. Salomon. How old am I? Anyway, when I called around to make the interview appt alot of offices were impossible to get through to and got crossed right off the list.
From the first phone call I was impressed. I got right through to a friendly, efficient and polite woman and was given a 15min appt to meet the doctor. When I got there I was greeted warmly given some cards so I had all the info and given directions to the ladies room just in case (that's how to take of pregnancy ladies).
Dr. Salomon was friendly and warm. He is the only doctor in the practice with a staff of 5 so everyone knows all the patients. No double booking, no walk ins, separate waiting area for newborns, doctor on call all weekend, phone questions answered within 30min. Dr. Salomon has 3 beautiful kids of his own. He talked to us for over an hour even though it was only supposed to be 15min. I really appreciate him talking the time to answer all of my questions thoroughly.
So, hurray the baby has a doctor!
From the first phone call I was impressed. I got right through to a friendly, efficient and polite woman and was given a 15min appt to meet the doctor. When I got there I was greeted warmly given some cards so I had all the info and given directions to the ladies room just in case (that's how to take of pregnancy ladies).
Dr. Salomon was friendly and warm. He is the only doctor in the practice with a staff of 5 so everyone knows all the patients. No double booking, no walk ins, separate waiting area for newborns, doctor on call all weekend, phone questions answered within 30min. Dr. Salomon has 3 beautiful kids of his own. He talked to us for over an hour even though it was only supposed to be 15min. I really appreciate him talking the time to answer all of my questions thoroughly.
So, hurray the baby has a doctor!
Saturday, July 25, 2009
It's A Girl
I don't know if I've mentioned this yet, but waaaaaaaaaay back in, probably, November Isaac was sitting at the dining room table eating his cereal and out of nowhere he said "Katie has to stay in bed because she's growing a baby." Michael and I were stunned and then Michael asked him if he had a dream and he said "yeah." Then Michael added "was it a girl baby or a boy baby?" and very matter-of-factly Isaac replied "a girl" (in a tone which implied this was common knowledge). Michael grinned ear to ear at this and I replied "don't even think about it." Of course I forgot all about the incident until a few months into my pregnancy and then I started to wonder if he knew something I didn't.
When Michael and I were first exploring the idea of a relationship (and I was trying to wrap my head around him having a child already) I asked if he wanted anymore kids. At that point his answer of "probably not" was met with relief on my end. After we'd been together a while we discussed the remote possibility of someday after we got married maybe having a baby Michael had said "I want us to have a little girl and I want her to look just like you."
We actually had two ultrasounds during the time when you can tell the gender, one at the doctor's office and a private one. The one at the doctor's office was surreal. There she was a real baby not just some tiny gummy bear. A tiny person with fingers and toes. I remember tearing up. All the news was good, she was healthy as expected and surprisingly I was holding up just fine and fibroid free. It was memorable, but nowhere near as exciting and emotionally charged as the second one.
We went to this place in called Ultra Babies. I was so excited I could barely sleep and even though I wanted a girl at this point I was beyond excited just to know. I also figured if it was a boy I already had an awesome name picked out. Michael, no matter what he says, was a ball of nerves. I've NEVER seen him so anxious before. He looked startled and pale as a ghost. When we arrived I was thoroughly impressed with how nice the place was. The waiting room looked like the lobby of a nice hotel. The women who worked there very efficiently checked us in and got us all a beverage. Then we sent Isaac off to the playroom, which he still talks about! We were in the smaller of the two ultrasound rooms and the cozy table and dim lighting made it feel very intimate. I remember her zooming around my belly with the wand and waiting for the baby to come into focus on the screen in front of us. All the sudden there she was moving and kicking like crazy (but I couldn't really feel it yet). After a little while the sonographer zoomed in on the area in question and concentrated for moment. She pointed an arrow on the screen at where we needed to look and then stood up with a huge grin and Vanna White style gestured to the screen. I'm pretty sure Michael and I were holding our breath and then after what felt like hours (in reality it was a few seconds) he asked "what is it?" and sonographer said “what does it look like?" He replied “is it…” to which she answered “a girl!" At that moment all the air returned to my lungs and Michael asked "how sure are you? Like as far percentage?" to which she laughed and said "110%"
It was wonderful. We had our girl. I was so excited I felt like I was going to jump out of my skin. My face started to ache from smiling. Michael and I held hands and stared at her for a bit. On the way home I insisted on ice cream, but as it was a Sunday afternoon nowhere was open. We went to Publix and got pink ice cream, cherry chocolate chip. We went home and quickly celebrated over pink ice cream with our last big secret of the pregnancy.
When Michael and I were first exploring the idea of a relationship (and I was trying to wrap my head around him having a child already) I asked if he wanted anymore kids. At that point his answer of "probably not" was met with relief on my end. After we'd been together a while we discussed the remote possibility of someday after we got married maybe having a baby Michael had said "I want us to have a little girl and I want her to look just like you."
We actually had two ultrasounds during the time when you can tell the gender, one at the doctor's office and a private one. The one at the doctor's office was surreal. There she was a real baby not just some tiny gummy bear. A tiny person with fingers and toes. I remember tearing up. All the news was good, she was healthy as expected and surprisingly I was holding up just fine and fibroid free. It was memorable, but nowhere near as exciting and emotionally charged as the second one.
We went to this place in called Ultra Babies. I was so excited I could barely sleep and even though I wanted a girl at this point I was beyond excited just to know. I also figured if it was a boy I already had an awesome name picked out. Michael, no matter what he says, was a ball of nerves. I've NEVER seen him so anxious before. He looked startled and pale as a ghost. When we arrived I was thoroughly impressed with how nice the place was. The waiting room looked like the lobby of a nice hotel. The women who worked there very efficiently checked us in and got us all a beverage. Then we sent Isaac off to the playroom, which he still talks about! We were in the smaller of the two ultrasound rooms and the cozy table and dim lighting made it feel very intimate. I remember her zooming around my belly with the wand and waiting for the baby to come into focus on the screen in front of us. All the sudden there she was moving and kicking like crazy (but I couldn't really feel it yet). After a little while the sonographer zoomed in on the area in question and concentrated for moment. She pointed an arrow on the screen at where we needed to look and then stood up with a huge grin and Vanna White style gestured to the screen. I'm pretty sure Michael and I were holding our breath and then after what felt like hours (in reality it was a few seconds) he asked "what is it?" and sonographer said “what does it look like?" He replied “is it…” to which she answered “a girl!" At that moment all the air returned to my lungs and Michael asked "how sure are you? Like as far percentage?" to which she laughed and said "110%"
It was wonderful. We had our girl. I was so excited I felt like I was going to jump out of my skin. My face started to ache from smiling. Michael and I held hands and stared at her for a bit. On the way home I insisted on ice cream, but as it was a Sunday afternoon nowhere was open. We went to Publix and got pink ice cream, cherry chocolate chip. We went home and quickly celebrated over pink ice cream with our last big secret of the pregnancy.
Monday, July 20, 2009
My Baby Shower
My baby shower was Saturday (July 18th). Because we don't have a lot of space we did the party in halves family came 12-2 and friends came 2-4. I was very nervous leading up to the shower that there wouldn't be enough space, chairs, etc for everyone. My RSVPs showed 36 total guests confirmed (38 counting Michael and I). Luckily everything worked out nicely and we had enough guests to be comfortable and not cramped. As far as chairs thank you Doreen and Dad and Joanne for bringing extra seating. The food was really good exactly what I was looking for. Thank you Bobby for working so hard to make all those mini cheesecakes they were amazing as usual. Also big thank yous to Bongo and Ruthie for the sandwiches which not only tasted wonderful they looked gorgeous. Thanks to Lara for bringing drinks and cups as well as your camera (and being so speedy to upload!). Last but not least bless you Doreen for humoring my fruit lady bug request!
Also, we never could have pulled it off without Chance's help. Thanks for all the time and labor you put into painting, furniture moving, cleaning, decorating etc. He stayed until 2am the night before working and still watched Isaac for us before coming to the party to be my official photographer of the second half. I could never thank you enough. He was also one of 3 people who remembered a baby picture for our game, so way to go!
I loved my decorations we did green and white because it wouldn't give away the gender and it's my favorite color. The decision was reinforced when I found these adorable plates, napkins etc that had a baby in a pea pod and said "sweet pea". I sent Mike and Chance all over for those because Party City didn't have them. Here's a picture:
We played the gender reveal game first, which was something Michael invited called "Bun in the oven." He passed out buns one of which had a G for girl written in pink. All the rest where blank inside. People peeked one at a time and then said either boy or girl. One person had the answer and everyone else was bluffing. Then we went around and guessed who had the answer. The person who had the answer won a prize and so did the person everyone thought had the answer. At the noon party Ruthie had the answer, but everyone thought it was Shannon. Also the bluffs were 50-50 boy and girl at that time. At two Sandy had the answer, but everyone thought Denise had it. That time one person said boy and everyone else said girl. Here's some pictures:
We also played the "yarn/belly" game which is the one where everyone tries to cut a piece of yarn that is the closest to the size of my belly. This was the point in the noon party where my father exclaimed "Oh, no. Now I know why men don't come to these things!" Susie had an interesting technique she decided since I was tiny she'd measure her bust line for comparison and ended up winning with an almost perfect length. At the second party Milissa took the prize for that one. We also played name the baby. Even though it was the first line of the invitation very few people remembered to bring a picture so we had 5 babies on the board the first party and 6 the second. It's fun to see who hasn't changed a bit. Here are some yarn game photos:
This little girl is awful lucky to have so many people who love her! Thank you so much for all the wonderful gifts and especially the good company as I gear up for a few more months of bed rest. Because I left the registry so open I was completely surprised by everything we got (which is WAY more fun). Funnily enough Bob and Susan got us a wonderful Graco Winnie the Pooh travel system and my dad and Joanne picked out a matching pack and play. It wasn't on the registry and neither of them had any idea what the other was getting us. I love them! Here's a picture of the stroller and pack and play put together:
I love them. Especially the color scheme it matches our nursery so well. I also got a wonderful handmade blanket from Gigi that’s green and yellow (it’s the blanket in the pack and play in the picture), an awesome shadowbox from Lara, a white piggy bank to customize from Amanda and all kinds of other goodies. Like I said she's a lucky little girl. And yes the gender neutral request is officially lifted so do what you gotta do. For those of you who weren't here to see it the nursery it has sort of a sage green on the walls the trim is lavender and there are some very pale yellow dragonflies on the walls. I'll post pictures one Mike finishes the base boards and I get some of the shower gifts put away. Thank you all so much again I'm brimming over with gratitude! Not only does it look like a real room for a real person, but I don't feel as completely unprepared for the baby should she decide to come early.
Also, we never could have pulled it off without Chance's help. Thanks for all the time and labor you put into painting, furniture moving, cleaning, decorating etc. He stayed until 2am the night before working and still watched Isaac for us before coming to the party to be my official photographer of the second half. I could never thank you enough. He was also one of 3 people who remembered a baby picture for our game, so way to go!
I loved my decorations we did green and white because it wouldn't give away the gender and it's my favorite color. The decision was reinforced when I found these adorable plates, napkins etc that had a baby in a pea pod and said "sweet pea". I sent Mike and Chance all over for those because Party City didn't have them. Here's a picture:
We played the gender reveal game first, which was something Michael invited called "Bun in the oven." He passed out buns one of which had a G for girl written in pink. All the rest where blank inside. People peeked one at a time and then said either boy or girl. One person had the answer and everyone else was bluffing. Then we went around and guessed who had the answer. The person who had the answer won a prize and so did the person everyone thought had the answer. At the noon party Ruthie had the answer, but everyone thought it was Shannon. Also the bluffs were 50-50 boy and girl at that time. At two Sandy had the answer, but everyone thought Denise had it. That time one person said boy and everyone else said girl. Here's some pictures:
We also played the "yarn/belly" game which is the one where everyone tries to cut a piece of yarn that is the closest to the size of my belly. This was the point in the noon party where my father exclaimed "Oh, no. Now I know why men don't come to these things!" Susie had an interesting technique she decided since I was tiny she'd measure her bust line for comparison and ended up winning with an almost perfect length. At the second party Milissa took the prize for that one. We also played name the baby. Even though it was the first line of the invitation very few people remembered to bring a picture so we had 5 babies on the board the first party and 6 the second. It's fun to see who hasn't changed a bit. Here are some yarn game photos:
This little girl is awful lucky to have so many people who love her! Thank you so much for all the wonderful gifts and especially the good company as I gear up for a few more months of bed rest. Because I left the registry so open I was completely surprised by everything we got (which is WAY more fun). Funnily enough Bob and Susan got us a wonderful Graco Winnie the Pooh travel system and my dad and Joanne picked out a matching pack and play. It wasn't on the registry and neither of them had any idea what the other was getting us. I love them! Here's a picture of the stroller and pack and play put together:
I love them. Especially the color scheme it matches our nursery so well. I also got a wonderful handmade blanket from Gigi that’s green and yellow (it’s the blanket in the pack and play in the picture), an awesome shadowbox from Lara, a white piggy bank to customize from Amanda and all kinds of other goodies. Like I said she's a lucky little girl. And yes the gender neutral request is officially lifted so do what you gotta do. For those of you who weren't here to see it the nursery it has sort of a sage green on the walls the trim is lavender and there are some very pale yellow dragonflies on the walls. I'll post pictures one Mike finishes the base boards and I get some of the shower gifts put away. Thank you all so much again I'm brimming over with gratitude! Not only does it look like a real room for a real person, but I don't feel as completely unprepared for the baby should she decide to come early.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Grandmas
For those of you who don't know my middle name is Nan Nell after my dad's mother. My grandma died in 1977 shortly before my parents met. I don't know alot about her. She raised my father on her own in the 50's so I know she was a tough cookie.
My dad, his wife and I went to visit her grave today. I said "Hello, Grandma you're going to be a great grandma now." I thought it was cool to be able to introduce them.
Maybe it's just the hormones making me sentimental, but it was pretty cool moment to have four generations standing in the same spot. Especially since I never knew her it seemed important to visit her and introduce her to the baby.
Now, my grandma Phyllis, my mother’s mother, hasn't left my side for very long since she passed. She died when I was 3yrs old just before my sister was born. Her love has been a constant in my life and I can tell she's excited for this little one. It brings tears to my eyes to think about how much love will surround this baby. From those of us lucky enough to be here and the generations that have passed.
Maybe one of my greatest gifts to my child is the inheritance of all my guarding angels.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Michael Takes A Pregnancy Test
I thought I'd share the story of the day I found out I was pregnant. A little background information first though. I have always loved children and I vividly recall telling people when I was starting middle school I wanted ten children so there'd always be a baby in the house. Well, by the time I reached adulthood I had decided pregnancy was not for me and any children I ended up with were going to have to be adopted, but I was in no rush for that. I'd even come to peace with the idea of never having any kids at all.
January of 2008 I had to have emergency surgery to remove a fibroid from my uterus. (Uterine Fibroids are benign tumors that grow within the muscle tissue of the uterus. Uterine fibroids can cause symptoms such as excessive bleeding, pain and disfigurement which can persist until menopause if left untreated.) It was just one of those things, one minute I was fine and the next I was not. Anyway, I won't go into it too much here, but when the fibroid first appeared (a couple months before it had to come out) I missed my period for the first time in my life.
So, fast forward to this February: I've just started working a midnight-8am shift at a new job, Mike and I are not in a good place and I'm late. When the time came and went I figured I'd miscounted because I'm very regular. When it was clearly not an addition error I mentioned to Mike that I was late, but not concerned (at least about pregnancy). He asked me to test and I refused explaining that if it was negative, which I was sure it would be, it would prove I had another fibroid.
So another week went by and I felt increasingly crappy. I chalked the fatigue up to my horrible work schedule and figured I was nauseous because I was eating at weird hours and not enough because I was sleeping all the time. I even fainted once, but I blamed blood sugar. So, I promised I would take a test over the weekend if it hadn't come.
It hadn't come by Friday, February 13th and I got home from work around 8:30am ate "breakfast" and went to bed. I woke up around 4:30pm having had some terrible dream I can't remember now and decided it was time. I went into the bathroom knowing I couldn't hold it long enough to find the test so I peed in a cup and than started looking for the test. I was banging around sleepy and angry for a few minutes. Mike heard the commotion and came to check on me. He of course found the test in less than a second and headed it to me, which only made me more pissed off, so I said you do it and handed it back. Then I went and got back in bed.
It's important to note that 1)I'd only ever seen a positive pregnancy test once in person and it was a prop on a movie I was shooting 2)The test was a First Response Rapid Response meaning it only takes one minute to show a result, but is less sensitive to HCG. (I've done extensive research on pregnancy tests, how they work and probability of false positives since than. By the way girls it's 0% they only give false negatives.)
So, exactly one minute later Mike came into the bedroom with a blank expression. I could barely look at him. It went something like this: "Well?"
"Well, you don't have a fibroid." He starts to smile.
"What! No. You're shitting me."
"No, I'm not."
"No way. You're shitting me."
"No it's definitely positive. The line was pretty dark. Good job producing HCG." he's laughing now.
"Show me. I don't believe you."
He goes and gets the test from the bathroom which looks like this (the lighter line is the control, the darker one was the test line):
I'm pretty sure that's when I started crying.
That's how we found out. Completely bizarre, I kept thinking "I can't get pregnant. I don't get pregnant, other people get pregnant." Among a whole host of other things. Even when you're careful sometimes as they say in Jurassic Park "nature finds a way." It happened. And here we are 24weeks later over halfway through and I've got a one pound little person kicking me from the inside. (:
So, I guess that makes me double wrong, first about the fibroid and than about ever being pregnant. Katie 0 Universe 2...
January of 2008 I had to have emergency surgery to remove a fibroid from my uterus. (Uterine Fibroids are benign tumors that grow within the muscle tissue of the uterus. Uterine fibroids can cause symptoms such as excessive bleeding, pain and disfigurement which can persist until menopause if left untreated.) It was just one of those things, one minute I was fine and the next I was not. Anyway, I won't go into it too much here, but when the fibroid first appeared (a couple months before it had to come out) I missed my period for the first time in my life.
So, fast forward to this February: I've just started working a midnight-8am shift at a new job, Mike and I are not in a good place and I'm late. When the time came and went I figured I'd miscounted because I'm very regular. When it was clearly not an addition error I mentioned to Mike that I was late, but not concerned (at least about pregnancy). He asked me to test and I refused explaining that if it was negative, which I was sure it would be, it would prove I had another fibroid.
So another week went by and I felt increasingly crappy. I chalked the fatigue up to my horrible work schedule and figured I was nauseous because I was eating at weird hours and not enough because I was sleeping all the time. I even fainted once, but I blamed blood sugar. So, I promised I would take a test over the weekend if it hadn't come.
It hadn't come by Friday, February 13th and I got home from work around 8:30am ate "breakfast" and went to bed. I woke up around 4:30pm having had some terrible dream I can't remember now and decided it was time. I went into the bathroom knowing I couldn't hold it long enough to find the test so I peed in a cup and than started looking for the test. I was banging around sleepy and angry for a few minutes. Mike heard the commotion and came to check on me. He of course found the test in less than a second and headed it to me, which only made me more pissed off, so I said you do it and handed it back. Then I went and got back in bed.
It's important to note that 1)I'd only ever seen a positive pregnancy test once in person and it was a prop on a movie I was shooting 2)The test was a First Response Rapid Response meaning it only takes one minute to show a result, but is less sensitive to HCG. (I've done extensive research on pregnancy tests, how they work and probability of false positives since than. By the way girls it's 0% they only give false negatives.)
So, exactly one minute later Mike came into the bedroom with a blank expression. I could barely look at him. It went something like this: "Well?"
"Well, you don't have a fibroid." He starts to smile.
"What! No. You're shitting me."
"No, I'm not."
"No way. You're shitting me."
"No it's definitely positive. The line was pretty dark. Good job producing HCG." he's laughing now.
"Show me. I don't believe you."
He goes and gets the test from the bathroom which looks like this (the lighter line is the control, the darker one was the test line):
I'm pretty sure that's when I started crying.
That's how we found out. Completely bizarre, I kept thinking "I can't get pregnant. I don't get pregnant, other people get pregnant." Among a whole host of other things. Even when you're careful sometimes as they say in Jurassic Park "nature finds a way." It happened. And here we are 24weeks later over halfway through and I've got a one pound little person kicking me from the inside. (:
So, I guess that makes me double wrong, first about the fibroid and than about ever being pregnant. Katie 0 Universe 2...
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Feeling Fetal Movement
I was 16wks 4days pregnant the first time I felt my little one. Of course I had no idea that's what it was. It was a Friday afternoon and I was headed to the beach overnight and sitting in the passenger seat of Mike's mother's car. It was this odd twinge and a few flutters. Like a muscle spasm, but far away and not painful. I tensed my tummy and thought weird, maybe I over did it today.
The next day was Saturday, I was still at the beach sporting my new maternity bathing suit. I was in a lounge chair in the shade engrossed in my pregnancy book when I felt it again. I tensed this time as well and thought "huh, maybe I need to change positions."
The day after that was Sunday, I was back at home and Mike had fallen asleep with the tv on again. I woke up and turned it off around 9:00am. When I laid back down all cozy in my bed I felt it again. This time I didn't tense my tummy. I whispered "Baby?" and it happened again! It was just above my incision (from the fibroid removal-same place as a c-section scar). I woke Mike up and put his hand on my belly, but at that point it was over. I felt so silly. I'd been feeling the baby the whole weekend and only just realized it!
Now most people told me it was like butterflies in your stomach, bubbles or a fluttering feeling. Which is somewhere in the neighborhood of what it is. I'm still searching for the perfect description of those early movements. My mom told me once that she felt like she had an alien inside her. Also, I apparently had the hiccups pretty often, poor mom.
At my ultrasound (19wks 3days) the tech said "Wow, busy baby." By this point I had discovered this kid is a night owl. I was feeling baby riggling, tickling and jiggling inside me a little during the day, but always after 10:30pm and again around 8am if I haven't gotten up and eaten breakfast yet. The other day I was reading in one of my books that the kicks and punches get much stronger at about week 21. I had started to notice "an increase in force" ,as the book calls, around that week.
Today I am 23weeks 5days and the baby was active as usual this morning around 9am. So, I decided to rest my cell phone on the part of my belly that was taking the beating. It made me think of that time we were in a canoe on the Suwannee River and an aligator swam under us. My cell phone would be calmly resting there and then it would jump a little or shift to one side. Eventually, the baby started showing off and trying to flip it over. I couldn't stop laughing!
It's such a reassuring thing to have a busy little bee in there. I'm sure I haven't felt anything yet as little one gets bigger and higher up I'm sure it'll be quite a show
The next day was Saturday, I was still at the beach sporting my new maternity bathing suit. I was in a lounge chair in the shade engrossed in my pregnancy book when I felt it again. I tensed this time as well and thought "huh, maybe I need to change positions."
The day after that was Sunday, I was back at home and Mike had fallen asleep with the tv on again. I woke up and turned it off around 9:00am. When I laid back down all cozy in my bed I felt it again. This time I didn't tense my tummy. I whispered "Baby?" and it happened again! It was just above my incision (from the fibroid removal-same place as a c-section scar). I woke Mike up and put his hand on my belly, but at that point it was over. I felt so silly. I'd been feeling the baby the whole weekend and only just realized it!
Now most people told me it was like butterflies in your stomach, bubbles or a fluttering feeling. Which is somewhere in the neighborhood of what it is. I'm still searching for the perfect description of those early movements. My mom told me once that she felt like she had an alien inside her. Also, I apparently had the hiccups pretty often, poor mom.
At my ultrasound (19wks 3days) the tech said "Wow, busy baby." By this point I had discovered this kid is a night owl. I was feeling baby riggling, tickling and jiggling inside me a little during the day, but always after 10:30pm and again around 8am if I haven't gotten up and eaten breakfast yet. The other day I was reading in one of my books that the kicks and punches get much stronger at about week 21. I had started to notice "an increase in force" ,as the book calls, around that week.
Today I am 23weeks 5days and the baby was active as usual this morning around 9am. So, I decided to rest my cell phone on the part of my belly that was taking the beating. It made me think of that time we were in a canoe on the Suwannee River and an aligator swam under us. My cell phone would be calmly resting there and then it would jump a little or shift to one side. Eventually, the baby started showing off and trying to flip it over. I couldn't stop laughing!
It's such a reassuring thing to have a busy little bee in there. I'm sure I haven't felt anything yet as little one gets bigger and higher up I'm sure it'll be quite a show
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
The Timeline So Far
*My Last Period: January 7th
*My 27th Birthday: February 8th
*Positive Home Pregnancy Test: February 13th at 4:30pm
*Doctor Confirmed Positive Pregnancy Test: February 17th
*First Trip to the Emergency Room (dehydration because of morning sickness)/First Time We Saw the Baby on Ultrasound & Heard Heartbeat (160): March 6th
*First Prenatal Appointment: March 9th at 1:30
*Fired (thank you morning sickness) From My Job: March 12th
*First Prenatal Appointment With New DR: March 17th (baby's heart rate is still 160)
*First Maternity Yoga Class: March 17th
*Second Trimester!!/Big Pregnancy Announcing Day: March 31st
*Second Prenatal Visit w/the New DR: April 14th (baby's heartrate 153)
*First time I Felt the Baby Move: May 1st- I realized that I had been feeling the baby move all weekend on May 3rd
*Prenatal Visit: May 12th (baby's heart rate is 140)
*Ultrasound: May 21st (baby's heart rate 143)
*HALFWAY POINT: May 26th
*Finished Making the Baby Shower Invitations: June 1st
*Prenatal Visit: June 8th (baby's heart rate 145)
*Went to Labor and Delivery and released on "pelvic rest":June 14th
*Follow Up w/Dr: June 15th (baby's heart rate 143)
*My 27th Birthday: February 8th
*Positive Home Pregnancy Test: February 13th at 4:30pm
*Doctor Confirmed Positive Pregnancy Test: February 17th
*First Trip to the Emergency Room (dehydration because of morning sickness)/First Time We Saw the Baby on Ultrasound & Heard Heartbeat (160): March 6th
*First Prenatal Appointment: March 9th at 1:30
*Fired (thank you morning sickness) From My Job: March 12th
*First Prenatal Appointment With New DR: March 17th (baby's heart rate is still 160)
*First Maternity Yoga Class: March 17th
*Second Trimester!!/Big Pregnancy Announcing Day: March 31st
*Second Prenatal Visit w/the New DR: April 14th (baby's heartrate 153)
*First time I Felt the Baby Move: May 1st- I realized that I had been feeling the baby move all weekend on May 3rd
*Prenatal Visit: May 12th (baby's heart rate is 140)
*Ultrasound: May 21st (baby's heart rate 143)
*HALFWAY POINT: May 26th
*Finished Making the Baby Shower Invitations: June 1st
*Prenatal Visit: June 8th (baby's heart rate 145)
*Went to Labor and Delivery and released on "pelvic rest":June 14th
*Follow Up w/Dr: June 15th (baby's heart rate 143)
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