Monday, September 29, 2008

I passed!

I know there were some of you who must have doubted that I would pass the sugar test. I mean we all know how much I like my junk food, mainly in the form of Little Debbie snacks, candy bars, anything with chocolate, etc. This would be true in most cases; however, I haven't really craved the sweet stuff aside from the chocolate chip cookies and brownies. Which is why I was kind of worried a week before the test when I had 3 candy bars in that week. I had not eaten a candy bar in roughly three months, and here I was chomping away one a day it seemed. Of course I had to start a Monday morning off without food and having to drink a 10-ounce "fruit punch" glucose drink. I then drove to the doctor's office, where on the way the baby decided that was some kicking juice I had. Kid was all over the place in my belly. I had to sacrifice a finger tip for those wonderful finger pricks and the nurse said I would have my results by the time the doctor came in to see me. As you know I passed the sugar test and my iron level is also doing well (no iron supplements for me!) Blood pressure is still good; gained a pound (how it was only a pound I don't know because I just keep getting bigger). Baby's heartbeat was at 147, once again giving the nurse trouble as she tried to find the heartbeat. Basically the doctor summed up my visit with "boring, normal." I certainly don't mind being boring or normal in this case.

We were to meet a peditrician later that same day but unfortunately the doc was sick. We've rescheduled for October 10. I'll fill you in then.

I also went to a children's consignment sale at a church with my friend Elaine. Now if you read my comments from the last post you may have seen that Elaine said to "bring a laundry basket." I thought that sounded a bit strange. However, I have seen the light and next time I will indeed bring a laundry basket; the two tote bags I brought barely held everything. Besides everyone else had some kind of large laundry basket. After 1 1/2 hours I was worn out but had lots of neutral newborn clothes for a fraction of the cost. Below is a picture of my success. Elaine tells me there's another sale in the spring. Guess who's going to be in line with a laundry basket.




And now for the news that will make most of you say "I can't believe that."

Next Monday David and I begin our 5-week childbirth class.

It's a scary thought. I don't know who I'm more worried about, David or our instructor. I'm looking forward to it, but at the same time, it's freaking me out a bit. I'll let you know how that first class goes. It's going to be interesting.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Can we put a flat screen tv in here?

The nursery is slowly coming together. We've got baby furniture now, and our new glider and ottoman arrived last week. Thanks to his/her grandparents, the kid is going to love his/her new room. Okay, okay, not like the kid is actually going to care about what's in the room, but his/her mom and dad do. David's parents bought us the crib (pictures in previous post) and my parents gave us the glider set. Shh, don't tell David, but I had to buy a crib sheet because I couldn't stand to look at just the mattress anymore. I'll be sneaking it onto the mattress this weekend and we'll see how long it takes before he notices. It's just more for my freaky need of completion than anything else. I know I'll end up washing the sheet again before the baby arrives. I'm not really that crazy, am I?



The glider is super comfy. I think David has sat in it more than I have. In fact, he is the one to suggest that we put a flat screen tv on the wall so that he can sit, glide, and watch tv comfortably. Now you know I love me some television, but even I know better than to put a tv in the nursery. Something tells me when the kid is all grown, that glider will somehow make its way into David's office.



In other news, I trying to capture the baby moving on video tape. If you've never seen a baby moving while inside the body, it is rather freaky and cool at the same time. Only our child is stubborn (I'm not pointing any fingers because it probably has something to do with my side of the family). Earlier this even, the kid was rolling around, having a grand ole time in the belly. (As he/she is doing right now). However, the minute I try to video tape it, forget it, all movement stops. No poking I do can entice the child to move some more. But take the camera away, and presto, the kicker is back. Stubborn already, this does not look good for us.

What does look good for us is the fact that our little one seemed to enjoy his/her first home game at Clemson. The baby was very active when the players ran down the hill (could have been that loud cannon going off). By the time we left the game later that afternoon, the baby was once again doing a celebration dance in the belly. If it were possible, I think David would go ahead and fill out the child's application for Clemson University. Only we don't really have a name to put on the application so I don't see that happening. Besides he/she has 18 years to decide that maybe Wingate University is a better school!

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Where did my ankles go and when do I get them back?

I knew the swollen ankles were coming. It was just a matter of time. But seriously I was in a bit of shock the first time I saw them that swollen. Didn't have a problem after walking up 28 rows in the upper deck for two different Panthers football games. Nope, it only took the second day of school, which was really the first day I was on my feet for more than an hour. When I got home later that day, I no longer had the ankle bones sticking out like usual. Had to prop those babies up the rest of the night. Guess my body was use to the summer months laying on the couch most days instead of being up all the time. It's gotten better. Currently the skinny ankle bones are back, but some days are worse than others. I had the best pedicure this past Friday, which helped my poor feet.

I had a regular doctor's appointment on Thursday. Mom's good, baby's good, doctor's happy. Couldn't ask for more than that. I've gained 10 more pounds in five weeks. Baby's heartbeat was 146 bpm, but he/she was giving the nurse a hard time. It took her awhile to find the heartbeat because the baby was moving around so much. She'd locate it and then he/she would move away. It was basically a quick game of hide and seek. My next appointment is in two weeks; that's due to the Gestational Diabetes (GD) testing. Oh what fun. Thankfully I don't have to wait around the hospital for an hour like some friends have had to do. Doc already gave me the "fruit punch" flavored glucose drink with instructions to drink it an hour before my appointment (no breakfast allowed). I hear you get a wonderful sugar high that will have you bouncing off the walls.

For more exciting news, our baby furniture arrived today. Of course, you know I had to go ahead and put the children's books on the bookcase. After seeing the books there, I realized I'll have to go get more books. That shelf is just not full enough. Good thing I'm a teacher and get great discounts. I'll post a few pictures below.




























Monday, September 1, 2008

What have we gotten ourselves into?

That was uttered more than once by both of us as we tried to register at Babies R Us. I think we spent an hour in just the bottles, baths, and bibs section (and it's a pretty small section). Talk about overwhelming. We were semi-prepared because we already had a list of items we wanted to register for thanks to the Babies R Us website where you can create a wish list as you check out all the many different things babies need. I think I lost my cool somewhere around the diaper bags (still in the bottles, baths, and bibs section mind you). Two and a half hours later we called it quits. We decided to register for a few items online because we were both too tired to go on. It was also really the only time I regretted not finding out the gender of the baby. You kind of get tired of having to choose yellow, green, and white items. I need some pink or blue. I think after the kid is born, that's all I'm buying, pink or blue.