Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Another One Bites the Dust

So far Baby hasn't come yet, but I'm not really surprised by that.  I always knew Baby wouldn't come till after the Due Date.  I was 28 days late myself, so I wouldn't expect any child of mine to enter the world early.  Sorry for all of you that are out of the running.



Name
Date
Sex
Weight
Mark
12.13
F
9.0
Mike
12.16
M
10.0
Shasta
12.16
F
9.3
J.D.
12.18
M
8.12
Justin
12.19
F
9.8
Jim
12.19
M
9.4
Stephanie
12.20

9.6
Maria
12.21
M
7.10
Erik
12.21
?
7.8
Cathy
12.21
M
8.9
Christin
12.22
M
8.4
J.D.
12.22
M
8.3
Greg
12.22
F
7.9
Phithly
12.23
F
7.6
Charlene
12.23
M
8.2
Charlene
12.23
F
8.2
Jill
12.24
F
8.5
Melissa
12.24

9.1
Adam
12.25
F
8.2
Domingo
12.25
M
7.8
Domingo
12.26
M
7.7
Bobbi
12.26
F
8.6
Marlene
12.26
M
9.2
Domingo
12.27
M
7.5
Domingo
12.28
M
7.3
Domingo
12.28
M
7.2
Tony
12.29
M
8.9
Michelle
12.30
F
8.5

Friday, December 16, 2011

Saying Good-Bye

I hate saying good-bye.  I really, really, really do.

I had to say good-bye today.  Good-bye to some marvelous co-workers whom I've worked with for over three years now, good-bye to families I've known for anywhere from a year to three years, good-bye to a classroom of 2 and 3 year olds who have completely won over my heart and good-bye to a job that I thoroughly loved.

I am beyond thrilled to soon be embarking on a whole new career, but still a part of me is very sad about leaving behind such a big part of who I am.  I have devoted my life thus far to teaching children, other people's children, and it makes me very sad to know that that is no longer going to be a huge part of who I am.  I will now have my own child to teach and although that fills with me with great joy, I'm still sad for the loss of who I have been for so very long.

So, today I said good-bye to much more than the people and children I have grown to love.  I said good-bye to a part of my identity that I have cherished, good-bye to a profession that I love and support more than any other and good-bye to my life as a working woman.  I don't know what the future will hold - I don't know if I will be a stay at home mama forever, a few months or a year or two.  But, I do know that for at least the next six months my job will take place at home and although that makes me so very happy, I can't help but be a little sad at the same time.

39 Weeks and 4 days Doctor Appointment

Another day, another appointment.  Mark was a trooper and got up to go with me even though he has to work tonight.  I left work an hour early and swung by the house to pick him up before we headed over to DGMC.

I checked in and was called back rather quickly for the back-up doctor (remember he is the one who is usually running behind schedule).  I was kind of irritated over this because it didn't give me a chance to people watch, although I know Mark was thankful because he wanted to get back home to sleep some more before going to work.

I was weighed in, and had my blood pressure and temperature taken by the tech.  She left and the doctor came in five minutes later.  He reviewed my chart (everything is fine and going as it should be) before checking my fundal height (its at 40 weeks) and listening to the baby's heartbeat (strong as always).  He then left so I could undress for him to check my cervix.

He came back in and proceeded to check my cervix, which is the first time it has been checked for dilation, etc.  It was quite uncomfortable, which surprised me as I wasn't quite expecting that.  I'm not dilatated at all (but I really didn't think that I was), although my cervix has begun to soften.  I knew that the baby wasn't going to come before my due date (take that all you nay sayers!!!).  The doctor asked if I wanted to have my membranes stripped, but that just doesn't seem right to me.  I'm not God and only he should decide when the baby comes, thus I don't want to do anything that might speed up or slow down the process.

We left the appointment and made it home an hour after we had left.  Not too bad for an appointment. I have another doctor's appointment next Wednesday if the baby doesn't come before then.

A Little Wager Never Hurt Anyone

At our Christmas Party on Saturday a little poll was created.  A $1 buy in to guess the date, weight and sex of the baby.  I wonder who the big winner is going to be.... (as you can see Daddy has already been knocked out cold).  Anyone else wish to place a bet?




Name
Date
Sex
Weight
Mark
12.13
F
9.0
Mike
12.16
M
10.0
Shasta
12.16
F
9.3
J.D.
12.18
M
8.12
Justin
12.19
F
9.8
Jim
12.19
M
9.4
Stephanie
12.20

9.6
Maria
12.21
M
7.10
Erik
12.21
?
7.8
Cathy
12.21
M
8.9
Christin
12.22
M
8.4
J.D.
12.22
M
8.3
Greg
12.22
F
7.9
Phithly
12.23
F
7.6
Charlene
12.23
M
8.2
Charlene
12.23
F
8.2
Jill
12.24
F
8.5
Melissa
12.24

9.1
Adam
12.25
F
8.2
Domingo
12.25
M
7.8
Domingo
12.26
M
7.7
Bobbi
12.26
F
8.6
Marlene
12.26
M
9.2
Domingo
12.27
M
7.5
Domingo
12.28
M
7.3
Domingo
12.28
M
7.2
Tony
12.29
M
8.9
Michelle
12.30
F
8.5

Thursday, December 15, 2011

I promise...

Dear Baby,

I promise to be the best mama that I can possibly be.  I know that I will make mistakes and fumble along the way, but I promise to always try my best.

I promise to let you fall and to not always catch you.  I promise to let you learn how to do things yourself, but to always be there to help pull you back up.

I promise to spoil you with love, time and attention, but never with gifts or money.  I want you to learn the value of love over the manipulation of money.

I promise to make you do house chores and not pay you to do them.  I want you learn that being apart of a family and taking care of our home is something that you have to do because you are apart of the family, not something you do to earn an allowance.

I promise to teach you everything I know.

I promise to let you do things for yourself and won't fly in and try to do them for you.  I want you to be independent and confident in your actions and decisions.

I promise to listen more than I talk.

I promise to always follow my heart while raising you instead of what others tell me I should be doing.  I may not always be the most conventional mama, but know that my heart is always the guiding force behind my actions and my reasoning.

I promise to encourage your love of nature in any and every way that I possibly can.  I want nothing more than you to love being outside as much as your daddy and I do.

I promise to keep my relationship with your Daddy strong.  We will undoubtedly love you more than anything else in the world, but your Daddy and I will never let our love for you stop our love for each other.

I promise to make sure that school and education is a priority for you.  I want you to learn to the best of your ability and I won't accept anything less.

I promise to take an interest in the things that you love, learning about them and supporting you as you do them.

I promise to be honest with you.

Above all else I promise to love you, through your faults, your quirks, your emotions and your life.  I promise to tell you how much I love you everyday.  I promise to make my actions reflect how much I love you.

I promise to always be your Mama.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

A Man with a Heart as Big as Santa


Dear Baby,

You have no idea what a wonderful Daddy you have.  He is one of the kindest, realest, most genuine people I have ever met.  I only wanted the best for you and trust me...he will be the most amazing Daddy ever.  He is a little nervous about it and sometimes doubts his abilities, but I know that he will be perfect.

Of course I won't show this picture, nor the video, to you until much, much later, but here is a man who dresses up as Santa every year at our Christmas Party just to bring a few smiles to some kids and adult faces.  He will do anything to make people smile and I know you won't be an exception to that rule.

I can't wait for you to come meet him because I know you will forever change his life in the most amazing way possible and I know he will do the same for you.

I love you little one,
Mama

38 Week Appointment - December 6, 2011

Doctor's office once again. 

Again I went solo.

Again I went through the same routine of getting weighed, getting my blood pressure taken, temperature taken, and asked the same 3 standard questions. 

Again I got to hear the baby's heartbeat (it never ceases to amaze me).

The fundal height was measured again and again it was measuring larger than it should.

Again the baby's position was checked and it's still head down, although curved sideways, hugging the outskirts of my stomach.

The only new thing that occurred was I have now gained 15 pounds in the last three weeks.  15 pounds ?!?  I have gained back everything that I had lost.  I'm not quite sure how that has happened since my eating habits haven't really changed and I'm still sick quite often.  I am swelling quite a lot though.  My wedding ring no longer fits and my feet look like huge coconuts, but the doctor thinks it is just excess water weight (since my blood pressure is fine preeclampsia has been ruled out).  So somehow after doing nothing but losing weight for the last nine months, I'm now gaining it all back in the last month.  Urrrgghhhh.  Just my luck.

I left the appointment and went to make my next two appointments with the appointment lady.  Thankfully she was in her office since its a pain in the rear to connect with her over the phone.  So, I now have appointments for weeks 39 and 40.