I totally thought I would get to meet Elliot today. She is such a tease! I get so excited and then....nada!
I was really cramping with my contractions yesterday and just felt off all day. When we went to bed I had a huge contraction that made me totally think labor was coming and I was so ready.....and that was it. Just one. I've never been so disappointed to fall asleep instead of writhe in pain all night. Does that make me a freak?
Maybe next time!
My sister said she is loving Elliot's spunkiness already...the little stinker :) I hope she is spunky but the only way to find out is for her to come on out and play!
I put her carseat in the car....maybe she is a safety girl and wants to make sure her affairs are in order before she comes out. Fingers crossed!
Friday, March 25, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
March 30?
She did it again!
I'm thinking she is trying to send a message...maybe she will be born on 3-30. That's her cousin's birthday so maybe she wants to be cute like that.
I had my 39 week appointment yesterday and when the midwife walked in she said, "Oh no! You look like you're about to cry!" and handed me about 3 tissues. I wasn't about to cry. I guess the bloodshot eyes and stuffy nose threw her off. I told her I just don't sleep much (hence the blog post at 4am). And she went about her business. I wonder if a lot of women cry at their 39 week appointment...
Her business was pretty much telling me her head was still high as Mars and she wasn't ready to come yet. SO I made my 40 week appointment for March 30. Which is after my due date. Which almost made me go back for those tissues. Not really. But, I am just so ready to meet her!
Therefore I'm re-doing our hall closet into a nook/faux mudroom thingie. Why? Because I'm crazy. Mom and Andrew just look at my huge self like I'm crazy as I stand on a chair to paint. Don't judge! It must be done!
I also think Andrew is getting the brunt of my frustrations. I realize she won't stay in there forever but I'm just so impatient! We have been ready for her for over 2 years and my patience is just gone. I was hurting a lot right before bed last night and poor Andrew touched me as I was brushing my teeth and I'm ashamed to admit that I totally snapped at him not to touch me. I'm becoming that woman! Help!
I'm thinking she is trying to send a message...maybe she will be born on 3-30. That's her cousin's birthday so maybe she wants to be cute like that.
I had my 39 week appointment yesterday and when the midwife walked in she said, "Oh no! You look like you're about to cry!" and handed me about 3 tissues. I wasn't about to cry. I guess the bloodshot eyes and stuffy nose threw her off. I told her I just don't sleep much (hence the blog post at 4am). And she went about her business. I wonder if a lot of women cry at their 39 week appointment...
Her business was pretty much telling me her head was still high as Mars and she wasn't ready to come yet. SO I made my 40 week appointment for March 30. Which is after my due date. Which almost made me go back for those tissues. Not really. But, I am just so ready to meet her!
Therefore I'm re-doing our hall closet into a nook/faux mudroom thingie. Why? Because I'm crazy. Mom and Andrew just look at my huge self like I'm crazy as I stand on a chair to paint. Don't judge! It must be done!
I also think Andrew is getting the brunt of my frustrations. I realize she won't stay in there forever but I'm just so impatient! We have been ready for her for over 2 years and my patience is just gone. I was hurting a lot right before bed last night and poor Andrew touched me as I was brushing my teeth and I'm ashamed to admit that I totally snapped at him not to touch me. I'm becoming that woman! Help!
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
3:30
This child is a jokester.
Third morning in a row that contractions woke me up at exactly 3:30.
And she is still very much not born.
At least this morning I was too exhausted to stay awake between the faux contractions. I feel refreshed!
So.
In honor of her still hiding from her mama, I'm re-doing our hall closet. That was my rule. I think I'm officially done with the gym till after she is born. I went on Monday and it felt like A.my pelvic bone would crack in half or B. I was going to pass out from low blood pressure or hunger or both. So...Y...see ya in a few weeks! I think...unless I break down and go just to try to induce labor...hmm.
Now mom and I are just gonna hang out and wait to meet the little girlie.
Last night at the dinner table, Griffin was like a standup comedian. He had us all in stitches the whole time. One of his acts was saying, "I want Elliot Coco up and out!" While making motions that he was holding a baby. He said it over and over....so fun!
Third morning in a row that contractions woke me up at exactly 3:30.
And she is still very much not born.
At least this morning I was too exhausted to stay awake between the faux contractions. I feel refreshed!
So.
In honor of her still hiding from her mama, I'm re-doing our hall closet. That was my rule. I think I'm officially done with the gym till after she is born. I went on Monday and it felt like A.my pelvic bone would crack in half or B. I was going to pass out from low blood pressure or hunger or both. So...Y...see ya in a few weeks! I think...unless I break down and go just to try to induce labor...hmm.
Now mom and I are just gonna hang out and wait to meet the little girlie.
Last night at the dinner table, Griffin was like a standup comedian. He had us all in stitches the whole time. One of his acts was saying, "I want Elliot Coco up and out!" While making motions that he was holding a baby. He said it over and over....so fun!
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Bellies!
Just for kicks I thought I would compare my huge Griffy belly and my huge Elliot belly. The Elliot shot was taken after the point that Griff was born but pretty close. I think I took the one with Griff right before he was born.
Here is the G-belly:
And the E-belly:
WOW..
.#1-I look deformed in both
#2-Elliot is WAY lower
#3-They both love my right side which is why the right side of my back is killin' just like it did with Griff
#4-It looks like I have had my belly button surgically moved
#5-I apparently am a creature of habit with the hair band on my left wrist.
Here is the G-belly:
.#1-I look deformed in both
#2-Elliot is WAY lower
#3-They both love my right side which is why the right side of my back is killin' just like it did with Griff
#4-It looks like I have had my belly button surgically moved
#5-I apparently am a creature of habit with the hair band on my left wrist.
39 Weeks
And nowhere to go....
Woke up again at 3:30 with contractions...but....nothing significant and all it did was keep me up so I watched a little tube and laid on the couch getting up to eat a snack every once in a while. Would rather be breastfeeding!
Griff was born by now and he was an 8 pound 5 ouncer so I'm hoping Miss Elliot is more on the petite side because each day she just gets chunkier! And the place where she is coming out ain't gettin' any bigger... I keep picturing her as a nice little 6 or 7 pounder though. Mom said I was 7 pounds 7 ounces which is what I've been telling Andrew I think E will be...perfect numbers! However I was 3 weeks early so I probably woulda been a chunk if I'd been born on my due date.
So... since mom and I didn't make any plans today with the hopes that we would be staring at a cute little baby girl...we are trying to figure out what to do.
Exciting activities on the horizon include dropping a box of stuff off at Good Will...I'm so totally nesting right now that I could probably find more stuff to get rid of in each room of the house if I wasn't so sleepy.
And if we get really crazy we might make the curtains in the nursery a little more girly :)
Luckily Griff woke up in an excellent mood and has been keeping us entertained this morning. Now if I could just give him his 'baby sista' he would be even more cheerful!
I have my appointment tomorrow at 2 so I may be begging to get my membranes swept or something to get these contractions to move along from annoying to painful. I've never wanted pain so much in my life. I sound like a crazy person.
Come on, Elliot!!!
Woke up again at 3:30 with contractions...but....nothing significant and all it did was keep me up so I watched a little tube and laid on the couch getting up to eat a snack every once in a while. Would rather be breastfeeding!
Griff was born by now and he was an 8 pound 5 ouncer so I'm hoping Miss Elliot is more on the petite side because each day she just gets chunkier! And the place where she is coming out ain't gettin' any bigger... I keep picturing her as a nice little 6 or 7 pounder though. Mom said I was 7 pounds 7 ounces which is what I've been telling Andrew I think E will be...perfect numbers! However I was 3 weeks early so I probably woulda been a chunk if I'd been born on my due date.
So... since mom and I didn't make any plans today with the hopes that we would be staring at a cute little baby girl...we are trying to figure out what to do.
Exciting activities on the horizon include dropping a box of stuff off at Good Will...I'm so totally nesting right now that I could probably find more stuff to get rid of in each room of the house if I wasn't so sleepy.
And if we get really crazy we might make the curtains in the nursery a little more girly :)
Luckily Griff woke up in an excellent mood and has been keeping us entertained this morning. Now if I could just give him his 'baby sista' he would be even more cheerful!
I have my appointment tomorrow at 2 so I may be begging to get my membranes swept or something to get these contractions to move along from annoying to painful. I've never wanted pain so much in my life. I sound like a crazy person.
Come on, Elliot!!!
Monday, March 21, 2011
Hmmm
I'm getting a tad frustrated.
And decided to blog.
Shocker. So I have woken up every night for the past several days with contractions that go nowhere. Had one at 3:45 this morning and they are just so sporadic that I'm pretty sure she is just messing with me again. I wish they would get into some kind of rhythm because I'm way past ready to meet this little girl.
She was crazy active after I woke up that I couldn't really get back to sleep so thank goodness I have a job that I can do in my PJs on the couch at 4 in the morning with tiny feet kicking my stomach.
Every time they wake me up I get so excited that she is going to be born and then they just either taper or go nowhere. With Griff, it was a lot easier because my water broke which was a dead giveaway that I would most likely meet him within 24 hours. This little chicky has me guessing all the time.
On Saturday I was almost positive that she would make her appearance because I woke up at 5 with contractions that just got stronger and more painful throughout the day. Mom and I got an hour long foot massage that really got them going..and then...around 10pm they went away. No fairsies.
I'm trying to not get frustrated because seriously chances are good that she will be here this week and that is so exciting and I'm so insanely blessed. Buuuuuut if she could just quit teasing me that would be lovely.
3/21/2011 would be a great day to be born, right? Elliot....right? Bueller....
And decided to blog.
Shocker. So I have woken up every night for the past several days with contractions that go nowhere. Had one at 3:45 this morning and they are just so sporadic that I'm pretty sure she is just messing with me again. I wish they would get into some kind of rhythm because I'm way past ready to meet this little girl.
She was crazy active after I woke up that I couldn't really get back to sleep so thank goodness I have a job that I can do in my PJs on the couch at 4 in the morning with tiny feet kicking my stomach.
Every time they wake me up I get so excited that she is going to be born and then they just either taper or go nowhere. With Griff, it was a lot easier because my water broke which was a dead giveaway that I would most likely meet him within 24 hours. This little chicky has me guessing all the time.
On Saturday I was almost positive that she would make her appearance because I woke up at 5 with contractions that just got stronger and more painful throughout the day. Mom and I got an hour long foot massage that really got them going..and then...around 10pm they went away. No fairsies.
I'm trying to not get frustrated because seriously chances are good that she will be here this week and that is so exciting and I'm so insanely blessed. Buuuuuut if she could just quit teasing me that would be lovely.
3/21/2011 would be a great day to be born, right? Elliot....right? Bueller....
Friday, March 18, 2011
Super Moon!!
I had appointment number 2 for the week today (can't wait to be done with the PRE natal and on to the POST natal appointments!) and the midwife was not a fan of my lab work. She kept talking about how my kidneys were involved and she was worried (always fun to hear). She asked is I had problems when I was pregnant with Griffin (no) and if it was the same father (how am I supposed to know?) Kidding...I'm pretty sure Andrew is the father of both my children :) She just sent me home and said she would call after she talked to the doc. Still waiting but hopefully they'll just let me do my thing till she decides to come. It's the biggest full moon in 18 years tomorrow night so I'm turning superstitious and decided that she will come then :)
Therefore Andrew and I are taking our anniversary date tonight thanks to Bella...the last one got postponed due to Griff being pitiful and sickly.
Also little Missy Elliot has decided to go from having her back on my left side...to her back on my right side...to her back to my back which makes her facing the completely wrong way. All in a matter of a week. Every way but the right way the little stinker.
I wasn't too worried about it until we had dinner with our neighbors last night. They have six kids. She said that her daughter was facing that way and she labored for 2 days. 2 DAYS! And when she came out she broke her tailbone. Sounds fun. Let me put that on my list of things not to tell a person 38 weeks pregnant with a posterior baby :) She still has time to flip around hopefully. Marathon training with a broken tailbone does sound enticing though....
Therefore Andrew and I are taking our anniversary date tonight thanks to Bella...the last one got postponed due to Griff being pitiful and sickly.
Also little Missy Elliot has decided to go from having her back on my left side...to her back on my right side...to her back to my back which makes her facing the completely wrong way. All in a matter of a week. Every way but the right way the little stinker.
I wasn't too worried about it until we had dinner with our neighbors last night. They have six kids. She said that her daughter was facing that way and she labored for 2 days. 2 DAYS! And when she came out she broke her tailbone. Sounds fun. Let me put that on my list of things not to tell a person 38 weeks pregnant with a posterior baby :) She still has time to flip around hopefully. Marathon training with a broken tailbone does sound enticing though....
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