Yesterday was my doctor's appointment. I was really nervous to go because of all of the stuff that happened in Florida, but I was excited to make sure that baby was okay. The wait in the waiting room seemed to be an eternity and finally when they called me back and began taking all of my vitals, the nurse got a very concerned look on her face after taking my blood pressure. Oh great. When I asked her what was wrong, she asked me to put my arm up and squeeze my hand over and over. After doing this, she took my BP again, then had me walk up and down the hallways. Third time's the charm, I guess, as my BP was completely normal after my little walk. This was really strange for me because I am notorious for my low blood pressure readings. The nurse told me that sometimes the cuff she was using was a little wacky.
The doctor came in and we talked about Florida, and he smiled throughout the entire discussion. He said I was fine and to let him know about any more "excitement." He said I probably just did too much. I wish I would have had HIM in Florida with me! We could have made our flight home!! He told me that they were probably overly cautious with me because I was an out-of-towner that they hadn't seen before. Better safe than sorry, I suppose.
So, baby and I are all a-okay. She had a healthy heart rate, I'm measuring right on track, and the doctor was pleased with her activity level (though sometimes I wish she'd chill out a bit). I'm actually very glad that she moves a lot, because if something were wrong, I'd know in an instant. This little girl moves all day long it seems.
Only 7 more weeks!
4/27/11
4/25/11
Baby Room Update
I apologize for two posts in one day, but I just realized that we basically finished up baby's room this weekend! I bought some flower & butterfly decorations I've been eying at Hobby Lobby and we're so glad we got them! They really make it look like a little girl's room.
The toolbox on the shelving is NOT a permanent fixture ;)
It's really fun to have the room done! Now all we need is a cute baby to put in it.
Florida Vacation
*Warning! Super long post!*
Last Thursday Tony and I flew to Florida to attend his sister's wedding in Ft. Lauderdale. She was having a destination beach wedding so the whole family gathered to be there for her special day. I must say, I didn't mind leaving a snowstorm and showing up to 86 degree weather! The humidity wasn't too bad, and it was so nice to wear shorts all the time!
We went to the beach Friday during the day. The water was so clean and nice. It was really a pretty beach. I usually don't like the ocean because it stinks and the water looks dirty, but this beach was more like a Caribbean beach (not quite..but close enough). It was nice to be in the water and I think the baby liked the rocking motions of the waves. She slept basically all day and hardly moved. After our day at the beach all of the whiteys in the family (Tony, Caity, and me) all developed pretty bad sunburns and looked pretty fabulous at the rehearsal dinner that night, haha. I put sunscreen on like 3 times and STILL got burned! The rehearsal dinner was really nice. It was at a place called 15th Street Fisheries. Even though Tony and I aren't big fish eaters, Tony ordered grouper just to try it, and we both ended up liking it. Yay for trying new things! :)
Saturday was the "big day." All of the bridesmaids congregated in Carleigh's hotel room to get our hair done. I had to step out several times because of the hairspray fumes, but it was still fun girly time. I didn't really take ANY pictures (I'm bad, I know!!) so I just have to describe everything! Our hair was all done in low buns with loose curls. Very beachy-looking. I tried my best to cover up my funny-looking sunburns with foundation. I even enlisted Tony to do some cover-up work on my back, and he did a really nice job! It didn't totally get rid of the burns, but it helped blend it in a little bit for pictures. I'm hoping the photographer can do some Photo Shop magic on that stuff. ;)
The wedding was beautiful and very romantic. I really hope that Carleigh and Sherwin are happy, they both did a great job and looked so happy together. During the reception/dancing part, Carleigh had each of the members of the wedding party announced and we had to dance in together. If you know Tony and me, we're not the grooviest folks on the block. I've been to a lot of dances at church, but I am by no means talented in the dance department. We decided to just goof-ball it up to compensate for our lack of skills. Tony did his best shimmy down the runway and I was laughing so hard I could barely move. I already felt like an idiot trying to boogey down with my big baby bump. We survived and did it for Carleigh. She seemed pleased with everyone's dancing and luckily we weren't the only ones who did some silly stuff.
After all of the wedding celebrations were over, Tony and I decided that we'd use the rest of our week in Florida to take a last-chance vacation as a couple without a baby. We did a lot of fun stuff: an Everglades Tram Tour in Miami, ate at some local-recommended restaurants that were delicious, went to a comedy/magic show (we were the only couple there without kids, haha), did some more beach stuff, and even played Mike and Carmie in a rousing game of mini golf. It was really fun! My feet were so swollen and puffy the whole time from the heat and--I think--elevation change. Tuesday night we drove from Orlando back to Ft. Lauderdale so we could catch our plane on Wednesday. We went swimming in the hotel pool--fabulous!--and relaxed in our hotel room to enjoy our last night of vacation.
Wednesday morning we woke up as normal, ate breakfast, and began packing our bags. RIGHT before we were ready to walk out the door, I decided to hit the bathroom one last time before we went to do some sight-seeing to pass time before our flight. When I was in the bathroom, I noticed that I was bleeding. I got really scared and tried to stay calm when I told Tony. Tony was a superman and remained completely cool the entire time as he told me to call the doctor. We ended up having to wait about 30 minutes to call because the office wasn't open yet. When I finally got through the nurse asked me a handful of questions and then sighed and told me to go to the nearest Labor and Delivery to get an evaluation to make sure I wasn't going into Pre-Term labor.
We checked in at the nearest hospital where I was hooked up to all sorts of machinery. The doctor came in and examined me, and told me that I was having contractions. He hoped it was just because of dehydration and ordered an IV for me. This was my very fist IV of my life, believe it or not, and it was the WORST EVER. They screwed it up the first time and after like 45 minutes they realized NONE of the fluid was going into my body. They pulled out the IV a little and I could feel the fluids flowing, but soon I began developing a huge bulge in my arm and it hurt really bad. It looked like my arm was going to pop! The nurses took their time taking it out, saying it was "just infiltrated" and they tried again in my other hand. Luckily that one worked, but I really would be okay if I never had to have another IV for the rest of my life.
The IV wasn't helping the contractions, so they ordered an ultrasound to check the length of my cervix. At this point we had been at the hospital for around 5 hours, and had to cancel our flight home. I felt so bad about the money wasted (the airline couldn't help us at all with transferring/penalties/etc.) and the money being spent to pay for the medical bills, but Tony didn't seem to care a bit about finances and helped me get through my rough day. I was actually a little excited that I was going to be having an ultrasound because I thought I would get to see my cute little baby girl. It was a bit of good news in a day full of scary stuff. Unfortunately for me, the ultrasound tech was anything but nice and I didn't get one peek at my baby the whole 45 minutes she did the ultrasound. I was told by the receptionist that this was a diagnostic ultrasound and that I shouldn't ask a lot of questions so as to not break the tech's focus. Tony wasn't even allowed in the room with me. The only question I asked was, "so, is she still a girl?" The tech just glared at me and I shut my mouth. I was really sad.
Finally, 11 hours later, the doctor told me my cervix was perfectly strong and wasn't shortening at all, so my contractions weren't actually leading to labor. I was able to go "home" to our hotel and was put on 24-hour complete bed rest. Tony literally jumped up for joy and began collecting my things as I was disconnected from all of the monitors and needles stuck in me. We found the nearest McDonald's (neither of us had eaten the entire day in the hospital. I wasn't really allowed and Tony didn't want to eat in front of me) and stuffed our faces. We have never been so glad to see a hotel room in our lives. My bleeding and contractions, the doctor said, were most likely caused from simply over-doing it and not staying hydrated.
I have an appointment with my doctor tomorrow, and I'm a bit afraid that he'll put me on bed rest for the duration of my pregnancy. 24-hour bed rest was hard enough for me and I don't think I could do it for two months! I'm also secretly hoping that they will do an ultrasound and since I know they are nice I might get to see my little girl :). One can hope, right?
So - that wraps up our Florida trip experience. It was a nice vacation even if it was a bit eventful at the end. We are all doing well now, safe and sound at home in cold Utah.
Last Thursday Tony and I flew to Florida to attend his sister's wedding in Ft. Lauderdale. She was having a destination beach wedding so the whole family gathered to be there for her special day. I must say, I didn't mind leaving a snowstorm and showing up to 86 degree weather! The humidity wasn't too bad, and it was so nice to wear shorts all the time!
We went to the beach Friday during the day. The water was so clean and nice. It was really a pretty beach. I usually don't like the ocean because it stinks and the water looks dirty, but this beach was more like a Caribbean beach (not quite..but close enough). It was nice to be in the water and I think the baby liked the rocking motions of the waves. She slept basically all day and hardly moved. After our day at the beach all of the whiteys in the family (Tony, Caity, and me) all developed pretty bad sunburns and looked pretty fabulous at the rehearsal dinner that night, haha. I put sunscreen on like 3 times and STILL got burned! The rehearsal dinner was really nice. It was at a place called 15th Street Fisheries. Even though Tony and I aren't big fish eaters, Tony ordered grouper just to try it, and we both ended up liking it. Yay for trying new things! :)
Saturday was the "big day." All of the bridesmaids congregated in Carleigh's hotel room to get our hair done. I had to step out several times because of the hairspray fumes, but it was still fun girly time. I didn't really take ANY pictures (I'm bad, I know!!) so I just have to describe everything! Our hair was all done in low buns with loose curls. Very beachy-looking. I tried my best to cover up my funny-looking sunburns with foundation. I even enlisted Tony to do some cover-up work on my back, and he did a really nice job! It didn't totally get rid of the burns, but it helped blend it in a little bit for pictures. I'm hoping the photographer can do some Photo Shop magic on that stuff. ;)
The wedding was beautiful and very romantic. I really hope that Carleigh and Sherwin are happy, they both did a great job and looked so happy together. During the reception/dancing part, Carleigh had each of the members of the wedding party announced and we had to dance in together. If you know Tony and me, we're not the grooviest folks on the block. I've been to a lot of dances at church, but I am by no means talented in the dance department. We decided to just goof-ball it up to compensate for our lack of skills. Tony did his best shimmy down the runway and I was laughing so hard I could barely move. I already felt like an idiot trying to boogey down with my big baby bump. We survived and did it for Carleigh. She seemed pleased with everyone's dancing and luckily we weren't the only ones who did some silly stuff.
After all of the wedding celebrations were over, Tony and I decided that we'd use the rest of our week in Florida to take a last-chance vacation as a couple without a baby. We did a lot of fun stuff: an Everglades Tram Tour in Miami, ate at some local-recommended restaurants that were delicious, went to a comedy/magic show (we were the only couple there without kids, haha), did some more beach stuff, and even played Mike and Carmie in a rousing game of mini golf. It was really fun! My feet were so swollen and puffy the whole time from the heat and--I think--elevation change. Tuesday night we drove from Orlando back to Ft. Lauderdale so we could catch our plane on Wednesday. We went swimming in the hotel pool--fabulous!--and relaxed in our hotel room to enjoy our last night of vacation.
Wednesday morning we woke up as normal, ate breakfast, and began packing our bags. RIGHT before we were ready to walk out the door, I decided to hit the bathroom one last time before we went to do some sight-seeing to pass time before our flight. When I was in the bathroom, I noticed that I was bleeding. I got really scared and tried to stay calm when I told Tony. Tony was a superman and remained completely cool the entire time as he told me to call the doctor. We ended up having to wait about 30 minutes to call because the office wasn't open yet. When I finally got through the nurse asked me a handful of questions and then sighed and told me to go to the nearest Labor and Delivery to get an evaluation to make sure I wasn't going into Pre-Term labor.
We checked in at the nearest hospital where I was hooked up to all sorts of machinery. The doctor came in and examined me, and told me that I was having contractions. He hoped it was just because of dehydration and ordered an IV for me. This was my very fist IV of my life, believe it or not, and it was the WORST EVER. They screwed it up the first time and after like 45 minutes they realized NONE of the fluid was going into my body. They pulled out the IV a little and I could feel the fluids flowing, but soon I began developing a huge bulge in my arm and it hurt really bad. It looked like my arm was going to pop! The nurses took their time taking it out, saying it was "just infiltrated" and they tried again in my other hand. Luckily that one worked, but I really would be okay if I never had to have another IV for the rest of my life.
The IV wasn't helping the contractions, so they ordered an ultrasound to check the length of my cervix. At this point we had been at the hospital for around 5 hours, and had to cancel our flight home. I felt so bad about the money wasted (the airline couldn't help us at all with transferring/penalties/etc.) and the money being spent to pay for the medical bills, but Tony didn't seem to care a bit about finances and helped me get through my rough day. I was actually a little excited that I was going to be having an ultrasound because I thought I would get to see my cute little baby girl. It was a bit of good news in a day full of scary stuff. Unfortunately for me, the ultrasound tech was anything but nice and I didn't get one peek at my baby the whole 45 minutes she did the ultrasound. I was told by the receptionist that this was a diagnostic ultrasound and that I shouldn't ask a lot of questions so as to not break the tech's focus. Tony wasn't even allowed in the room with me. The only question I asked was, "so, is she still a girl?" The tech just glared at me and I shut my mouth. I was really sad.
Finally, 11 hours later, the doctor told me my cervix was perfectly strong and wasn't shortening at all, so my contractions weren't actually leading to labor. I was able to go "home" to our hotel and was put on 24-hour complete bed rest. Tony literally jumped up for joy and began collecting my things as I was disconnected from all of the monitors and needles stuck in me. We found the nearest McDonald's (neither of us had eaten the entire day in the hospital. I wasn't really allowed and Tony didn't want to eat in front of me) and stuffed our faces. We have never been so glad to see a hotel room in our lives. My bleeding and contractions, the doctor said, were most likely caused from simply over-doing it and not staying hydrated.
I have an appointment with my doctor tomorrow, and I'm a bit afraid that he'll put me on bed rest for the duration of my pregnancy. 24-hour bed rest was hard enough for me and I don't think I could do it for two months! I'm also secretly hoping that they will do an ultrasound and since I know they are nice I might get to see my little girl :). One can hope, right?
So - that wraps up our Florida trip experience. It was a nice vacation even if it was a bit eventful at the end. We are all doing well now, safe and sound at home in cold Utah.
4/12/11
A Little Funny for You All
As I've mentioned before, this little girl inside me moves A LOT. She's bigger and stronger now, and its beginning to actually be painful for me when she decides to have dance parties in my abdomen. Tony and I always joke about how crazy and energetic she'll be once she's older.
Just for fun (and because I was bored) I did this mommy/child horoscope thing online and got this as a result:
So...(here's the funny)
Last night, after mowing the lawn, Tony began his workout. He was doing plyometrics from the P90x workout. If you've never heard of these, its a lot of jumping. It kills you. It's the "mother of all P90x workouts." It's super-tough. Tony, being the guy he is, always takes it up to the next level, jumping as high as he can and really pushing himself hard. Pan over to me, sitting on the couch with my blanket, watching TV, being a big lazy blob. I was trying to move the baby's dance party out of my ribcage area and while Tony was jumping up and down over and over, touching the ceiling then the floor I sighed and said, "She moves so much! I'm afraid this baby will be nothing like me." Mid-jump Tony (huffing and puffing) says, "why???"
I just cracked up and said "well....look at ME and look at YOU."
It may not be funny to others unless you were there, but we couldn't stop laughing. Maybe I should get up and move a little more? These two are going to outrun me!
Just for fun (and because I was bored) I did this mommy/child horoscope thing online and got this as a result:
That made Tony and I laugh, of course, because we could totally see this being her with how she acts right now.
So...(here's the funny)
Last night, after mowing the lawn, Tony began his workout. He was doing plyometrics from the P90x workout. If you've never heard of these, its a lot of jumping. It kills you. It's the "mother of all P90x workouts." It's super-tough. Tony, being the guy he is, always takes it up to the next level, jumping as high as he can and really pushing himself hard. Pan over to me, sitting on the couch with my blanket, watching TV, being a big lazy blob. I was trying to move the baby's dance party out of my ribcage area and while Tony was jumping up and down over and over, touching the ceiling then the floor I sighed and said, "She moves so much! I'm afraid this baby will be nothing like me." Mid-jump Tony (huffing and puffing) says, "why???"
I just cracked up and said "well....look at ME and look at YOU."
It may not be funny to others unless you were there, but we couldn't stop laughing. Maybe I should get up and move a little more? These two are going to outrun me!
4/7/11
Saying Goodbye
Today was my last day of work. I know that I still have 2 more months before baby is due, but the timing was right to quit now. We'll be going to Florida next week for a whole week, and instead of taking a week off of work and then quitting a few weeks later, my boss and I just decided that it would be easier to have me stop working now. It was a day full of mixed emotions. I was sad to leave Grace. I've spend two years helping her learn and grow. I felt like I was abandoning her in some way. It was a really similar feeling to when Tony and I left Bratsigovo in Bulgaria. I am also feeling some excitement because I can now devote my time to preparing for our baby. It also means that baby is coming so soon!
My experience as a nanny was a terrific one. While it wasn't the career I saw for myself upon graduating from college, it was so wonderful to have a boss that respected me and understood life's situations. I wanted to do something nice for them to say "thanks" for being so good to me and letting me help raise their children!
I made this cookie bouquet:
It's basically sugar cookies with shiny icing. They are on lollipop sticks and stuck into some floral foam. It's time consuming, but fairly easy to do. I was (luckily) able to practice with Morgan while I was in Indiana, so I knew what to expect and what could go wrong.
I also wanted to write the kids and their parents little notes to let them know how much I'll miss them and how much I've enjoyed spending time with them.
This one is for Grace:
She loves panda bears, so I took that and ran with it. I used my Silhouette die cut machine to cut out these cute little pandas, then used some chalk to give them some rosy cheeks to make them look more "girlish." I also added the little bows. Grace loved the card and immediately realized that the two panda bears were us.
For Clay:
I went with a robot/space theme. I'm not sure if he'll like it, but I tried my best! It's always difficult for me to make cards for males. I feel like they don't appreciate it as much as girls do :) I used my Silhouette again here, cutting out the robot and the letters. I added the little details to the robot with my super-awesome silver Sharpie marker. Tony really liked this card a lot, so I'm confident Clay will like it, too.
For the parents:
I just did a basic thank you card. I hope I expressed how grateful I am that they treated me so well during my employment. I plan to keep in touch with them and see them from time to time. I am going to Grace's dance recital at the end of May and I'm really looking forward to it.
It's a really strange feeling to know that I won't be working, but Tony has some web development jobs lined up for me which kind of settles the stress of my lack of paycheck. We're getting closer to baby's appearance and I couldn't be more excited. It's a really great feeling to begin a new chapter of my life and begin raising my own little girl.
My experience as a nanny was a terrific one. While it wasn't the career I saw for myself upon graduating from college, it was so wonderful to have a boss that respected me and understood life's situations. I wanted to do something nice for them to say "thanks" for being so good to me and letting me help raise their children!
I made this cookie bouquet:
It's basically sugar cookies with shiny icing. They are on lollipop sticks and stuck into some floral foam. It's time consuming, but fairly easy to do. I was (luckily) able to practice with Morgan while I was in Indiana, so I knew what to expect and what could go wrong.I also wanted to write the kids and their parents little notes to let them know how much I'll miss them and how much I've enjoyed spending time with them.
This one is for Grace:
She loves panda bears, so I took that and ran with it. I used my Silhouette die cut machine to cut out these cute little pandas, then used some chalk to give them some rosy cheeks to make them look more "girlish." I also added the little bows. Grace loved the card and immediately realized that the two panda bears were us.For Clay:
I went with a robot/space theme. I'm not sure if he'll like it, but I tried my best! It's always difficult for me to make cards for males. I feel like they don't appreciate it as much as girls do :) I used my Silhouette again here, cutting out the robot and the letters. I added the little details to the robot with my super-awesome silver Sharpie marker. Tony really liked this card a lot, so I'm confident Clay will like it, too.For the parents:
I just did a basic thank you card. I hope I expressed how grateful I am that they treated me so well during my employment. I plan to keep in touch with them and see them from time to time. I am going to Grace's dance recital at the end of May and I'm really looking forward to it.It's a really strange feeling to know that I won't be working, but Tony has some web development jobs lined up for me which kind of settles the stress of my lack of paycheck. We're getting closer to baby's appearance and I couldn't be more excited. It's a really great feeling to begin a new chapter of my life and begin raising my own little girl.
4/4/11
Baby Shower - Indiana
Last Wednesday I flew to Indiana to visit my family and so my mom could throw a baby shower for me. We were originally going to have one, but we ended up with two - a family shower, and a friends shower. It was really fun to see everyone, and I ended up with A LOT of girly things! It was also really nice to see my family again.
My mom is a *titch* excited for her first grandbaby. Here is her gift. It was a really cute idea! She gave me a wicker laundry basket full of clothes that were all clothes pinned on a clothesline. The clothesline was probably a mile long, but that's okay!
This baby is going to be WELL DRESSED. I could not believe how many clothes people gave me. They were all so generous! She's going to be more stylish than me, that little punk. :) The showers and parties sure made my trip fly by pretty fast. I feel like I didn't even get to see my parents and sisters! It was still a fun trip, though, and I'll see them again in June!
Hanging out in Morgan's room before the shower!
My mom made a "diaper cake" for the shower. It was so cute!
My mom and I decorated these cupcakes with our new flower-making skills. I'm really starting to love decorating with icing :)
All of the gifts from shower #1 (friends shower)
My mom is a *titch* excited for her first grandbaby. Here is her gift. It was a really cute idea! She gave me a wicker laundry basket full of clothes that were all clothes pinned on a clothesline. The clothesline was probably a mile long, but that's okay!
Shower #2 gifts (including my mom's) from the "family shower."
This baby is going to be WELL DRESSED. I could not believe how many clothes people gave me. They were all so generous! She's going to be more stylish than me, that little punk. :) The showers and parties sure made my trip fly by pretty fast. I feel like I didn't even get to see my parents and sisters! It was still a fun trip, though, and I'll see them again in June!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)