Tuesday, February 27, 2007
It is interesting that I didn't show symptoms until I went out yesterday for my dr's appointments. I do wonder if it has to do with the cold outside, going in and out of buildings, etc.
Guess it's not safe to leave the hermetically sealed bubble we call our bedroom!
Monday, February 26, 2007
Baby is looking good and is still really active, which is reassuring on the one hand, but on the other hand, it's getting uncomfortable!
The dr's seemed really pleased that I have made it this far, which is encouraging. The next big milestone is 32 weeks, so the new countdown begins.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
On the bright side, I got a shout-out on the Washington Post's live Oscar chat:
Philadelphia, Penn.: This is really not very entertaining. And I say this as a pg woman going on six weeks of bed rest, I've been entertained watching dust bunnies....
Jen Chaney: When you can't entertain someone on bed rest, who can you entertain? Sorry you've been cooped up for so long, by the way. Hang in there, and best of luck with the baby. (Mine finally started crying. I think all the wins for "Pan's Labyrinth" cheered him up.)
Back to watching...
He is a far, far stronger person than I am.
I am much happier right now being left behind in the peace and quiet of the disaster area known as our bedroom.
Legos and construction paper everywhere; various medicine bottles, as Jason and Juliana are both still sick; shreds of paper towels and who knows what, as Harry has figured out how to open the garbage can in the bathroom; a comforter covered in jelly stains, milk and other things better left unmentioned.
I think the cleaners might do an about-face and run screaming tomorrow.
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Case in point: this morning, Jason trying to get Juliana out the door to music class. Now, he is not dragging her off for torture, or early SAT prep, or anything like that. She loves music class, especially with daddy.
But...right at that moment, stickers were the way of the world. To heck with music class, she was determined to stick all those stickers. "Juliana, we're going to be late to music class." "No, Daddy." "We're going to miss I'm So Happy." "Stickers, Daddy." "Don't you want to play with the instruments?" "Doing stickers, Daddy."
At this point poor Jason, who is sick and dragged himself out of bed to take his little girl to music class, was about to explode. Luckily there were only four stickers left at that point so by the time he calmed himself down, she was finished stickering and was ready to go.
Now, I don't want to make it sound like she always gets her way. She definitely does not; we use no, distraction and alternatives a lot. But when she digs her heels in, there is no budging.
Somewhere, my mother is laughing.
Friday, February 23, 2007
But one side effect has been that I remember more of my dreams, which is unusual for me. And a lot of my dreams have been about the baby arriving.
I've had at least two recently where I went to my OB's office for a weekly checkup and while I was waiting for the doctor, the baby fell out. (Now there's a picture.) The baby then flipped over and started crawling away.
I choose to take these as good signs. Baby falls out = easy birth! Baby crawls away = baby healthy!
Hey, it's my subconscious. I can interpret it however I like!
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Consolation thought for the day: at least I am not on bed rest during beautiful warm weather. When that comes around, hopefully I will have a happy healthy baby to take outside!
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
I think Juliana does have one of the bugs that are always going around school, but I think she also wanted a bit of a lie-in. After we finished lunch, she told us she was ready to go to school...those night owl traits again. Jason pointed out there were only about six minutes left before school was over, and she'd go tomorrow.
Even though most of the time was spent watching the telly, I'm still exhausted! I'm definitely out of shape on this mommying business.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
I remember with Juliana the infinite amount of research that went into choosing just the right stroller! carseat! bedding! Hours and hours, all of it backed up by the fear What if I don't choose the right one? Am I dooming my child's future before it's even begun?
I like to think now, as the proud parent of a happy, self-willed (very self-willed) 2 1/2 year old, I know better. I know that the right baby product might make my life easier, but the wrong product, or no product at all, is not going to turn my kids into hardened criminals sometime in the future, or send them to the therapist's couch. "My mommy didn't get me a Bumbo seat, and I've never been right since!"
That being said, we've perhaps gone too far in the other direction. We've been so superstitious with this pregnancy that we haven't done anything. Most of that stems from Juliana's rapid arrival - on Saturday we chose final name candidates for a boy or a girl, and on Sunday mommy's at the hospital five cm dilated. Tends to put a scare into you.
Last night I twisted Jason's arm into looking at birth announcements solely because I need a project to keep me occupied during bed rest. Addressing lots of envelopes would help to fill some time, but there was definitely a part of me that had misgivings as well when I placed an order online this morning.
But I don't think we're as behind as we might be - after all, we still have lots of things left over from Juliana. I went to create a baby registry at Babies R Us for this kiddo (again, mostly looking to fill time) and I only came up with 11 items to put on the registry.
So you know, baby, I think we're gonna make it after all.
Just stay in there!
Once she gets to school, she really enjoys it. It's the process of waking up, getting dressed, fed and up to school that doesn't work so well. I think she's more of a night owl like her daddy.
If only you could reason with a 2 1/2 year old!
Monday, February 19, 2007
Uffy (our OB) is keeping me on the Indicin, even though he admitted he doesn't know if it's actually doing anything or if it's "voodoo mumbojumbo" - at this point I don't care as long as it's working!
It's amazing to me how exhausted I get on these outings. Even though Jason picks me up right in front of our house and drops me off outside the dr's building, I am panting like a pooped puppy by the time I get to the dr's waiting room. (And I know from panting puppies.)
Some of the exhaustion is just from being big and pregnant, of course, but a lot of it is due to being so weak from bed rest. It is truly scary to me how quickly I lost whatever muscle tone I had, and even more frightening that at the end of this (whenever that may be) I will have two children to care for!
On the way home Jason went by the Starbucks to indulge me in a snack, he's such a sweetie! It was almost a relief to crawl back into the cocoon of my bed, just me, the baby and my venti vanilla creme. Right now it truly is about the small pleasures in life!
I've been on bedrest now for almost six weeks and have made it to week 30 in this pregnancy. This is a huge milestone for us because Juliana was born at 29 weeks and spent nine weeks in the NICU at Pennsylvania Hospital. So we are in uncharted territory and hoping it continues that way!
While bedrest is not easy, it feels a lot better at 30 weeks than it did when it started back at 24 weeks. And it is infinitely better than Juliana's time in the NICU, so hopefully baby will stay put for several more weeks at least.
More to come shortly, as I figure out how to operate this blog site! Stay in touch...