By 7:30 this morning Jeremy and I had the car packed, pee-jug in hand, and high hopes of becoming "parents" as we started en route to the hospital. (Actually, Jeremy being the more level-headed one, said he didn't feel like today was going to be the day, but I was nearly certain.)
In the car, I was on edge and quite nervous whereas Jeremy seemed cool and calm. And trust me, hearing "just relax" does not help a woman who thinks she is about to go under the knife. Instead, it only makes a woman want to rip her sweet, loving, husband's head off. The 35 minute ride felt like hours.
Quickly admitted to L&D, it was no time before the pee-jug was sent off to the labs, I was hooked up to machines and my blood was drawn. Nearly two and a half hours went by before all my results were in...all is well with myself and the baby I just have a considerable amount of protein in my urine, so I was free to go.
FREE TO GO? WHAT? THIS IS THE SAME CRAP I'VE BEEN FED SINCE MID-DECEMBER! How about getting this baby out of me? My adrenaline is pumping at a rate I can't even fathom and I'm ready to have this baby now! What difference does it make if I have the baby today or in two days? I choose now! I don't want to go home without a baby in my arms! I don't want to have to go through another anxiety-filled trip to L&D...this sucks!
One thing is for sure, Wednesday's trip to L&D will not leave us empty handed. I will be leaving a Mother, and Jeremy a father. It is going to be the best day of our lives. I just hope I can stop puking long enough from the narcotics to enjoy it.
1.20.2008
1.18.2008
A Friday Full of Surprises
SURPRISE #1:
Walking out the doors of Highlights, knowing I wouldn't be back for 12 long weeks, I felt surprisingly uneasy. I anticipated similar emotions to when I took off for my honeymoon or any other vacation, but this was not the case. Perhaps it's because deep down I knew I was leaving responsibilities I could handle, people I understood, and a routine that was familiar, and trading it all in for a more difficult job – a job I have not trained for – taking care of a little person I don't know or understand, under circumstances that will no way nearly resemble a routine.
SURPRISE #2:
The baby inside me looks like a mini-Jeremy. The tech administering the ultrasound at my diabetes check-up was so intrigued by the chubby cheeks she saw in the 2D ultrasound, she switched the machine over to 3D/4D mode to get a better look. And there s/he was...mini-J!
SURPRISE #3:
Our baby isn't a tiny monster, unless you consider 7lbs. 9oz. to be large, which I do not.
SURPRISE #4:
More protein in my urine. Technically this isn't a surprise to me, but it's concerning to my Doc as traces of protein have been lingering around since mid-December. This is a sign of Preeclampsia, and I'm at a higher risk for it due to the GD.
SURPRISE #5:
Protein in my urine warrants a trip to Labor & Delivery- this baby might be born today! AM I READY FOR THIS?!! In near panic I call Jeremy, asking him to finish packing my bags and to meet me at the hospital. (For the most part my bags were ready to go, with the exception of toiletries I use daily, so I figured he could handle it.) However, as I lie in the hospital bed waiting for Jeremy to arrive, I start thinking about everything he needed to bring that I forgot to mention- the Boppy, digital camera, video camera, pillow, clothes for him, etc. I could only hope for the best upon his arrival.
SURPRISE #6:
All my blood tests came back normal, the baby's heart rates were perfect, and although my blood pressures were askew, everything looked well enough to send me home. With the protein still being a major concern, I was given another pee-can to bring home and urinate in for the next 24 hours. On Sunday morning Jeremy and I will go back to L&D to deliver the pee-can and I will again go through more testing to see how myself and the baby are holding up. Looks like the baby could be born on Sunday instead of Wednesday!
SURPRISE #7:
I don't do well under Mom-to-Be stress. Once home, Jeremy started bringing in everything he packed for the hospital. Everything I forgot, he didn't! And, he even had the car seat...which didn't even cross my mind once. I might not be as ready for this Mom thing as I thought!
NOT-A-SURPRISE #1:
My husband is going to be an amazingly wonderful father. When I asked him how the hell he figured out what to pack on such short notice and under such unexpected circumstances, he calmly looked at me and said, "Babe, I was ready to be a Dad."
If that doesn't melt your heart and have all you ladies trying to steal my man, then you are all crazy! (NOT-A-SURPRISE #2- I am one lucky woman.)
Walking out the doors of Highlights, knowing I wouldn't be back for 12 long weeks, I felt surprisingly uneasy. I anticipated similar emotions to when I took off for my honeymoon or any other vacation, but this was not the case. Perhaps it's because deep down I knew I was leaving responsibilities I could handle, people I understood, and a routine that was familiar, and trading it all in for a more difficult job – a job I have not trained for – taking care of a little person I don't know or understand, under circumstances that will no way nearly resemble a routine.
SURPRISE #2:
The baby inside me looks like a mini-Jeremy. The tech administering the ultrasound at my diabetes check-up was so intrigued by the chubby cheeks she saw in the 2D ultrasound, she switched the machine over to 3D/4D mode to get a better look. And there s/he was...mini-J!
SURPRISE #3:
Our baby isn't a tiny monster, unless you consider 7lbs. 9oz. to be large, which I do not.
SURPRISE #4:
More protein in my urine. Technically this isn't a surprise to me, but it's concerning to my Doc as traces of protein have been lingering around since mid-December. This is a sign of Preeclampsia, and I'm at a higher risk for it due to the GD.
SURPRISE #5:
Protein in my urine warrants a trip to Labor & Delivery- this baby might be born today! AM I READY FOR THIS?!! In near panic I call Jeremy, asking him to finish packing my bags and to meet me at the hospital. (For the most part my bags were ready to go, with the exception of toiletries I use daily, so I figured he could handle it.) However, as I lie in the hospital bed waiting for Jeremy to arrive, I start thinking about everything he needed to bring that I forgot to mention- the Boppy, digital camera, video camera, pillow, clothes for him, etc. I could only hope for the best upon his arrival.
SURPRISE #6:
All my blood tests came back normal, the baby's heart rates were perfect, and although my blood pressures were askew, everything looked well enough to send me home. With the protein still being a major concern, I was given another pee-can to bring home and urinate in for the next 24 hours. On Sunday morning Jeremy and I will go back to L&D to deliver the pee-can and I will again go through more testing to see how myself and the baby are holding up. Looks like the baby could be born on Sunday instead of Wednesday!
SURPRISE #7:
I don't do well under Mom-to-Be stress. Once home, Jeremy started bringing in everything he packed for the hospital. Everything I forgot, he didn't! And, he even had the car seat...which didn't even cross my mind once. I might not be as ready for this Mom thing as I thought!
NOT-A-SURPRISE #1:
My husband is going to be an amazingly wonderful father. When I asked him how the hell he figured out what to pack on such short notice and under such unexpected circumstances, he calmly looked at me and said, "Babe, I was ready to be a Dad."
If that doesn't melt your heart and have all you ladies trying to steal my man, then you are all crazy! (NOT-A-SURPRISE #2- I am one lucky woman.)
1.17.2008
And I Thought 'Real' Babies Were Expensive
Don't get me wrong, Camille Allen is talented beyond her years, but paying up to $4k for a clay baby blows my mind. I'm not even sure what I'd do with a tiny clay baby? Perhaps Camille has found a goldmine of a niche and I'm just jealous I never thought to make tiny clay babies? Either way, check out her site.
1.16.2008
An Eye-Opener from My Husband
Tonight Jeremy looked at me and said, "Babe, this is our last normal Wednesday. Tomorrow will be our last normal Thursday. Friday will be our last normal Friday. This weekend will be our last normal weekend. And Monday and Tuesday of next week will be our last normal Monday and Tuesday." Jeremy sure has a way of putting things into perspective!
I guess we won't have "normal" as we know it, but we'll adapt to a new "normal" and before long we won't even remember what it was like to not have a baby.
I guess we won't have "normal" as we know it, but we'll adapt to a new "normal" and before long we won't even remember what it was like to not have a baby.
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