Those of you who read my last post know that I'm on pain medication right now so I'm a bit loopy and while I'm waiting on my sleepiness to set in, I figure I'll blog.
We started our Labor and Delivery Classes last week. They've been a little too graphic for me. We watched a delivery video our first night and last night we learned all about anesthesia options - which means it was a whole night of talking about blood and needles and catheters. After about 45 minutes of in depth discussion about epidurals and spinals our instructor asked the class if we were all O.K. She noticed about half of us looking at the floor and I'm sure I was a shade or two paler than usual. We then watched a slide show involving the steps we will take when we come to check in to the hospital all the way to checking out. Our instructor took time to answer questions during the close-up slide of the baby sticking it's head out of the mother during delivery, and after about 3 minutes of staring at that picture, the room began to break down. It was ten 20-35 year old men who turned into a group of giggling 5 year olds. Jeremy was the worst one. He got to laughing so hard that I started laughing (although I agreed, the baby did look like a demon.) As long as he doesn't do that in the delivery room, we'll be fine.
We also bought the new "Baby Wagon" tonight. I really didn't want to give up the Beemer, but the 2 door coupe isn't practical for getting baby in and out and as much as I would love a 4 door BMW, it's just not something we can afford right now. I did get a really nice, fully loaded Nissan Pathfinder. It's a bit bigger than what I wanted because I was trying to get something with better gas mileage, but I know it will be much safer and easier to get baby stuff in and out when driving Sydney around. It was so nice not having car payments, but it had to be done. It will be strange to drive an automatic and something that is so much larger than my car. Sydney is costing a fortune and she isn't even here yet!
One last random thing...my ankles and feet have begun swelling some, especially after an extra long day. Last Friday I had heels on all day and we went out right after work and didn't get home until 10:30 or so and when I took my socks off, my feet and ankles were huge - like tree trunks. We tried to take pictures of them, but they didn't really come out well. I propped my feet up for a while and the swelling went away pretty fast, so I wasn't too concerned. Late at night my feet start to look like hobbit feet. Sort of fat and swollen a little, and they look like they don't belong on my legs. Flintstone feet! I find something new and weird on my body to laugh at almost everyday.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Monday, February 19, 2007
The Storm Before The Storm???
PREFACE: I'm on pain medication (Lortab) right now, so if this post is rambling or just too much info or has a lot of spelling errors, you'll know why...
Just when I start feeling great and think my last few months are going to be better than all the rest, something else comes up. I've always had the weirdest luck and the strangest things happen to me (a bird flew up my pants leg a couple of months ago), so when it comes to injuries, I'm usually the person at the doctors office that they talk about and stare at and is normally followed by a "Wow, I can't believe that happened!" I wonder if they have a medical oddities book about me? It's amazing that I've survived this long (I'm also a huge klutz for those of you who didn't know). I guess these things shouldn't surprise me anymore (or anyone that knows me). So I'm betting you're all wondering what in the world happened to her now? Well, before I get to that, let me fill you in on a couple of things - the 2 things on my upper torso that have managed to grow so large they are putting an enormous amount of pressure on my chest. Just to put it bluntly, I can't find a nursing bra bigger than 40E and I will definitely need larger ones. Well, apparently the pressure of the baby pushing out and the pressure of my 2 friends pushing in makes for a bad combination. So last night I'm walking through the kitchen eating a TUMS and I guess I inhaled as I was swallowing and kind of got choked and I coughed really hard and heard a loud "POP" in my chest. I immediately doubled over in pain and began having trouble breathing. I don't handle pain well, so I start shaking uncontrollably and I got very cold. My immediate thought was that I had just cracked some ribs. And yes, I've cracked ribs before while coughing, although I did have the flu at the time. The pain wasn't quite as sharp as it should have been for cracked or broken ribs, so I started to panic a bit wondering what the popping noise could have been. I walked around the house to regain my composure and try to decide if we needed to go to the hospital. I decided to give it a while and maybe I would feel better and to see if the baby was moving, etc. I decided to take a shower to see if the hot water made me feel better and because Sydney seems to move a lot when I shower. I felt a bit better afterwards and decided to just go to bed. Big mistake. I got in the bed and laid down and it felt like bricks had just been dropped on my chest. So now I can't breath and when I try to sit up the pain is so bad that there is no way I'll be able to push myself up. So I call for Jeremy and by the time he gets me sitting up I've started to hyperventilate. The pain was extreme and I got really cold and starting shaking again which caused my muscles to tense up which made me hyperventilate even worse. Jeremy starts trying to get me to breath properly (not in a sweet, relaxing, soothing way, but a demanding jerk kind of way) which then caused me to start crying hysterically making the whole situation very scary because I really couldn't breath then. I'm sure at that point we should have gone to the emergency room, but it was midnight and I didn't want to sit up there in the ER all night, and I was just too exhausted, so I decided to sit up and sleep (sort of sleep) for the remainder of the night and call my Dr this morning. They had me come in and he did an ultrasound to make sure all was well with Sydney. I had been counting her movements throughout the night and morning and she was as active as ever. The ultrasound showed that she wasn't up that high yet, so there was no danger to her, but they checked my placenta to make sure there were no tears, etc. They tried to look up as high as possible with the ultrasound to see if they could see an injury, but because it's under my breast, that was impossible. My Dr. said it could be a muscle/ligament injury, but because I heard a "pop", it's likely a displaced rib/ribs. There isn't much they can do about that while I'm pregnant, so it's likely I could be hurting until they are able to manipulate it back in place after the baby is born. Like I said, crazy things seem to happen to me. But now I've got some good meds and I'm about to pass out, so hopefully I'll rest a bit better tonight. Oh, and they checked her weight today - 3 pounds 10 ounces! She's a bit on the large side for 29 weeks. If she continues to gain 1 pound every nine days like she did these past days, I won't have to worry about having any ribs in place, she may just bust right on through!
Just when I start feeling great and think my last few months are going to be better than all the rest, something else comes up. I've always had the weirdest luck and the strangest things happen to me (a bird flew up my pants leg a couple of months ago), so when it comes to injuries, I'm usually the person at the doctors office that they talk about and stare at and is normally followed by a "Wow, I can't believe that happened!" I wonder if they have a medical oddities book about me? It's amazing that I've survived this long (I'm also a huge klutz for those of you who didn't know). I guess these things shouldn't surprise me anymore (or anyone that knows me). So I'm betting you're all wondering what in the world happened to her now? Well, before I get to that, let me fill you in on a couple of things - the 2 things on my upper torso that have managed to grow so large they are putting an enormous amount of pressure on my chest. Just to put it bluntly, I can't find a nursing bra bigger than 40E and I will definitely need larger ones. Well, apparently the pressure of the baby pushing out and the pressure of my 2 friends pushing in makes for a bad combination. So last night I'm walking through the kitchen eating a TUMS and I guess I inhaled as I was swallowing and kind of got choked and I coughed really hard and heard a loud "POP" in my chest. I immediately doubled over in pain and began having trouble breathing. I don't handle pain well, so I start shaking uncontrollably and I got very cold. My immediate thought was that I had just cracked some ribs. And yes, I've cracked ribs before while coughing, although I did have the flu at the time. The pain wasn't quite as sharp as it should have been for cracked or broken ribs, so I started to panic a bit wondering what the popping noise could have been. I walked around the house to regain my composure and try to decide if we needed to go to the hospital. I decided to give it a while and maybe I would feel better and to see if the baby was moving, etc. I decided to take a shower to see if the hot water made me feel better and because Sydney seems to move a lot when I shower. I felt a bit better afterwards and decided to just go to bed. Big mistake. I got in the bed and laid down and it felt like bricks had just been dropped on my chest. So now I can't breath and when I try to sit up the pain is so bad that there is no way I'll be able to push myself up. So I call for Jeremy and by the time he gets me sitting up I've started to hyperventilate. The pain was extreme and I got really cold and starting shaking again which caused my muscles to tense up which made me hyperventilate even worse. Jeremy starts trying to get me to breath properly (not in a sweet, relaxing, soothing way, but a demanding jerk kind of way) which then caused me to start crying hysterically making the whole situation very scary because I really couldn't breath then. I'm sure at that point we should have gone to the emergency room, but it was midnight and I didn't want to sit up there in the ER all night, and I was just too exhausted, so I decided to sit up and sleep (sort of sleep) for the remainder of the night and call my Dr this morning. They had me come in and he did an ultrasound to make sure all was well with Sydney. I had been counting her movements throughout the night and morning and she was as active as ever. The ultrasound showed that she wasn't up that high yet, so there was no danger to her, but they checked my placenta to make sure there were no tears, etc. They tried to look up as high as possible with the ultrasound to see if they could see an injury, but because it's under my breast, that was impossible. My Dr. said it could be a muscle/ligament injury, but because I heard a "pop", it's likely a displaced rib/ribs. There isn't much they can do about that while I'm pregnant, so it's likely I could be hurting until they are able to manipulate it back in place after the baby is born. Like I said, crazy things seem to happen to me. But now I've got some good meds and I'm about to pass out, so hopefully I'll rest a bit better tonight. Oh, and they checked her weight today - 3 pounds 10 ounces! She's a bit on the large side for 29 weeks. If she continues to gain 1 pound every nine days like she did these past days, I won't have to worry about having any ribs in place, she may just bust right on through!
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Sydney's 4D Pictures
Today we had our 4D Ultrasound and got a glimpse of our little Sydney. She looks so sweet and peaceful...Im guessing she's resting up now so she can keep mommy and daddy up all night!
So, who does she look like??? I think she has the Smith mouth and chin (like her Daddy, Mimi, and aunt Carrie). But in general, I think she looks alot like me, especially around her eyes. My Papaw Langley asked if we could tell her eye color yet (he couldn't see the pictures very well). He's hoping for brown eyes - the Langley's are notorious for dark brown, almost black eyes. I can remember people asking my mom, when I was little, if I had black eyes or talking about how dark my eyes were. My granny Langley just lit up when I showed her the pictures and couldn't believe that you could actually see her face. Having babies and prenatal care has come a long way since she had her children 60 years ago! Mom and I did a little baby shopping this afternoon after attending a friend's baby shower. I think seeing all the cute things at the shower got mom excited. Her Gigi bought her 2 little sundresses and a Baby Guess denim dress. So cute.
Let's just hope she fits into all these cute little clothes I'm buying...The little chunk weighs approximately 2 pounds, 11 ounces. That's a little large for just under 28 weeks, so I'm hoping she's really, really long! At this stage, it is said that she will put on just under 1 pound every 2 weeks, which would put her over 8 pounds at birth. Sydney needs to go on a diet! No more rice crispy treats or cupcakes for you!
Well, without further ado...here's Sydney Laine
So, who does she look like??? I think she has the Smith mouth and chin (like her Daddy, Mimi, and aunt Carrie). But in general, I think she looks alot like me, especially around her eyes. My Papaw Langley asked if we could tell her eye color yet (he couldn't see the pictures very well). He's hoping for brown eyes - the Langley's are notorious for dark brown, almost black eyes. I can remember people asking my mom, when I was little, if I had black eyes or talking about how dark my eyes were. My granny Langley just lit up when I showed her the pictures and couldn't believe that you could actually see her face. Having babies and prenatal care has come a long way since she had her children 60 years ago! Mom and I did a little baby shopping this afternoon after attending a friend's baby shower. I think seeing all the cute things at the shower got mom excited. Her Gigi bought her 2 little sundresses and a Baby Guess denim dress. So cute.
Let's just hope she fits into all these cute little clothes I'm buying...The little chunk weighs approximately 2 pounds, 11 ounces. That's a little large for just under 28 weeks, so I'm hoping she's really, really long! At this stage, it is said that she will put on just under 1 pound every 2 weeks, which would put her over 8 pounds at birth. Sydney needs to go on a diet! No more rice crispy treats or cupcakes for you!
Well, without further ado...here's Sydney Laine
Friday, February 9, 2007
Baby Belly
Here are a couple of baby belly pictures...
This is at 5 months. (Sorry it's a bit blurry)
This is me today at 7 months. Notice the navel ring is gone.
This is at 5 months. (Sorry it's a bit blurry)
This is me today at 7 months. Notice the navel ring is gone.
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