Luna offered to help test out the toys and things for Eisley before she gets here. Today she took a ride in the glider chair, and her review of it was pretty good:
Luna enjoys the baby's room
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Yay! Finally a digital camera
Can you believe we've never bought a nice digital camera? Well, until now. We both had them on our phones. But you know what horrible pictures those can take. So thanks to a few birthday gift cards (thanks mom and dad, bea, and J!) I was finally able to get one. And it's a really nice one too. It's plum colored.
They better not teach Eisley that...
Every parent needs a digital camera! Now we can take lots of pictures of Little Miss Eisley. As soon as we got home and the battery finished charging, I started snapping pictures of our "fur kids".
Unfortunately, Luna refused to let me get a serious picture of her - always goofing off that one:
And that encouraged the other fur kids to deny us any decent pictures of them! Oh they thought they were SOOO funny:
They better not teach Eisley that...
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Not much longer...
Are we prepared? Not totally, no. We still need our car seat and stroller. We NEED a digital camera (well, a real one, for crying out loud).
My baby shower was a couple weeks ago now and that went really well! Got a lot of stuff I've very excited to have. My mom and sister did a really good job putting everything together, and Meghan helped sooo much. You only get one! Unless we break etiquette rules with the second child...
We went on a hospital tour. Didn't learn much new stuff except where to go the "day of" and it was good to get a feel for the layout of the rooms and what to expect there. Then a few days ago we went to fill out my "Birth Day Wishes" and pre-register (so I don't have to answer any questions when in labor, they've already got it all down). That was good. I'm really glad I did that because they now have on file the things that are important to me or that I'm concerned about so that the nurses can just read it when I get there and I don't have to worry about remembering everything.
So a few weeks ago I was actually feeling pretty wonderful about being pregnant. Unlike the first months where I was sick as a dog, I actually was thinking to myself, "I think I like being pregnant!"
Now... I'm in the third trimester. About 8 months now! I'm starting to get hints of that feeling I knew would come. The "I don't want to be pregnant anymore" feelings. I guess, it's just getting old.
And I'm thankful I quit my job. I went in to help yesterday from 12.30 - 6pm and it hurt. By 3pm I was already getting pains in my abdomen. By 5pm my back was killing me and I refused to do anymore washes. By the time I got home, I was walking around like a 90 year old woman again. I even had to ask Justin at one point to bend over and scratch my ankle because I couldn't do it. Getting up out of chairs is hard. To someone this young, that's just not normal.
It reminded me of why I quit. Sometimes I feel like a wuss, because plenty of women work up til the day they deliver. But having hip and back pains, 8 months pregnant, and working bent over kids all day doing haircuts was rough on me. I won't apologize for that. In fact, one of the leading causes of having to be put on bed rest is being on your feet all day at work. I kid you not. At home, I've been cleaning a lot and doing lots of housework, but I get to take breaks whenever I want and sleep when I need to. You can't beat that.
The never-ending advice from almost everyone I come in contact with gets old too. It wouldn't be so bad if I didn't hear 10 different things from 10 different people. Everyone loves to tell me their favorite brand of this, their perfect cure for that. Unfortunately, every pregnancy and every person is different. I learned during the morning sickness phase that you can't listen to all that advice. Just because it worked for you doesn't mean it will for me. And yes, for the love people, I know summer is going to be hot. SUMMERS ARE ALWAYS HOT. I'm currently in my 24th summer. They're hot. YES. I know!
But the good parts of pregnancy is still there. First of all, I feel fortunate that I even could get pregnant. A LOT of people struggle these days. And being a mom is what I call my "dream job". I've always wanted to have kids. Eisley is the biggest plus to all this pregnancy stuff, hands down. Feeling her kick and hiccup is really cool, and it's what I was looking forward to the most.
Last night I could feel her little foot on the side of my belly. So cute. Never though I'd say that about an appendage not belonging to me making a lump in my belly.
So yes, there are the good parts, the enjoyable parts. But I am looking forward to having her HERE and not in there.
:-)
My baby shower was a couple weeks ago now and that went really well! Got a lot of stuff I've very excited to have. My mom and sister did a really good job putting everything together, and Meghan helped sooo much. You only get one! Unless we break etiquette rules with the second child...
We went on a hospital tour. Didn't learn much new stuff except where to go the "day of" and it was good to get a feel for the layout of the rooms and what to expect there. Then a few days ago we went to fill out my "Birth Day Wishes" and pre-register (so I don't have to answer any questions when in labor, they've already got it all down). That was good. I'm really glad I did that because they now have on file the things that are important to me or that I'm concerned about so that the nurses can just read it when I get there and I don't have to worry about remembering everything.
So a few weeks ago I was actually feeling pretty wonderful about being pregnant. Unlike the first months where I was sick as a dog, I actually was thinking to myself, "I think I like being pregnant!"
Now... I'm in the third trimester. About 8 months now! I'm starting to get hints of that feeling I knew would come. The "I don't want to be pregnant anymore" feelings. I guess, it's just getting old.
And I'm thankful I quit my job. I went in to help yesterday from 12.30 - 6pm and it hurt. By 3pm I was already getting pains in my abdomen. By 5pm my back was killing me and I refused to do anymore washes. By the time I got home, I was walking around like a 90 year old woman again. I even had to ask Justin at one point to bend over and scratch my ankle because I couldn't do it. Getting up out of chairs is hard. To someone this young, that's just not normal.
It reminded me of why I quit. Sometimes I feel like a wuss, because plenty of women work up til the day they deliver. But having hip and back pains, 8 months pregnant, and working bent over kids all day doing haircuts was rough on me. I won't apologize for that. In fact, one of the leading causes of having to be put on bed rest is being on your feet all day at work. I kid you not. At home, I've been cleaning a lot and doing lots of housework, but I get to take breaks whenever I want and sleep when I need to. You can't beat that.
The never-ending advice from almost everyone I come in contact with gets old too. It wouldn't be so bad if I didn't hear 10 different things from 10 different people. Everyone loves to tell me their favorite brand of this, their perfect cure for that. Unfortunately, every pregnancy and every person is different. I learned during the morning sickness phase that you can't listen to all that advice. Just because it worked for you doesn't mean it will for me. And yes, for the love people, I know summer is going to be hot. SUMMERS ARE ALWAYS HOT. I'm currently in my 24th summer. They're hot. YES. I know!
But the good parts of pregnancy is still there. First of all, I feel fortunate that I even could get pregnant. A LOT of people struggle these days. And being a mom is what I call my "dream job". I've always wanted to have kids. Eisley is the biggest plus to all this pregnancy stuff, hands down. Feeling her kick and hiccup is really cool, and it's what I was looking forward to the most.
Last night I could feel her little foot on the side of my belly. So cute. Never though I'd say that about an appendage not belonging to me making a lump in my belly.
So yes, there are the good parts, the enjoyable parts. But I am looking forward to having her HERE and not in there.
:-)
Monday, June 2, 2008
Eisley's Pictures
Here's some new pictures of Eisley, from our 28 week ultrasound. I think she looks just like Justin!
(Don't forget to read my past two posts and see my nursery pics!)
(Don't forget to read my past two posts and see my nursery pics!)
Glucose test nightmare
So at my 28 week appt last Friday, I had to do the 1 hour glucose test again (I had done it early on in pregnancy and passed just fine with a blood sugar level of 112). This time I tested at 149, about 14 points over what the maximum can be. Looking back, I'm kicking myself in the butt for eating that Egg McMuffin right before my appointment. I thought the protein would be fine, but turns out that the EMcM has 30 grams of carbs in it, which might have made my level higher (they tell you not to eat sugar/carb before the test).
So, failing the 1 hour, I had to take the 3 hour glucose test. Not fun. They have you eat tons of carbs the days before the test, then you fast for 12 hours before the test. So I went in starving this morning (pregnant women don't do well 12 hours without eating) and that means I was nauseous. I get sick to my stomach these days when my tummy is empty. Then, they have you drink a whole bottle of sugary drink, which is best described as soda pop syrup. Then they have you sit around in the office and they test your blood each hour for three hours.
My fasting level, before drinking the sugar, was 84. That's totally good. They want it below 95, and my dad told me that around 70 gets pretty dangerous, so I was doing good so far.
But about 45 minutes into the first hour, I couldn't hold it down anymore. The sugar overload was too much for my starved stomach, and I threw up in the bathroom.
What does that mean? IT MEANS I HAVE TO DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN! The nurses pitied me, and they gave me a prescription for an anti-nausea drug... why couldn't they have offered me that the first time around???
And between the Egg McMuffin crap and the fasting level of 84, I'm wondering if I really need to be doing this anyway? I am at high risk, because diabetes is so prevalent in our family. But I have no signs of gestational diabetes either (other than the slightly high 1 hour level). Eisley isn't over sized, which is a sign. I haven't gained excessive weight (7 lbs total so far) which is a sign of GD.
Ugh... wish me and my tummy luck on Friday. If that anti-nausea pill doesn't work and I puke again I'm telling them too bad. I'm not doing this a 3rd time.
So, failing the 1 hour, I had to take the 3 hour glucose test. Not fun. They have you eat tons of carbs the days before the test, then you fast for 12 hours before the test. So I went in starving this morning (pregnant women don't do well 12 hours without eating) and that means I was nauseous. I get sick to my stomach these days when my tummy is empty. Then, they have you drink a whole bottle of sugary drink, which is best described as soda pop syrup. Then they have you sit around in the office and they test your blood each hour for three hours.
My fasting level, before drinking the sugar, was 84. That's totally good. They want it below 95, and my dad told me that around 70 gets pretty dangerous, so I was doing good so far.
But about 45 minutes into the first hour, I couldn't hold it down anymore. The sugar overload was too much for my starved stomach, and I threw up in the bathroom.
What does that mean? IT MEANS I HAVE TO DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN! The nurses pitied me, and they gave me a prescription for an anti-nausea drug... why couldn't they have offered me that the first time around???
And between the Egg McMuffin crap and the fasting level of 84, I'm wondering if I really need to be doing this anyway? I am at high risk, because diabetes is so prevalent in our family. But I have no signs of gestational diabetes either (other than the slightly high 1 hour level). Eisley isn't over sized, which is a sign. I haven't gained excessive weight (7 lbs total so far) which is a sign of GD.
Ugh... wish me and my tummy luck on Friday. If that anti-nausea pill doesn't work and I puke again I'm telling them too bad. I'm not doing this a 3rd time.
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