After a day of visiting doctors...I received some encouraging news and some shocking news (well, to me at least).
First of all, the endocrinologist THINKS that I will not have to take the insulin shots anymore once the baby is born Wednesday. They will monitor my blood sugar in the hospital, as well as his, but some blood work that they did, didn't suggest that I will continue to be a diabetic after his birth. I guess anything could still happen, but that is the first GOOD thing I have heard in a while :o) Once I come home from the hospital, I'll still have to monitor my blood sugar for about a week, and send them those numbers, but as long as they are normal, then no more finger pricks or insulin injections for me.
Secondly, I had an interesting visit with the OB today. For the past 3 weeks, I have been checked by 3 DIFFERENT doctors and all have said that I am between 1-2cm dilated and thinning out and baby is engaged (which means real low...ready to do his thing). I of course by now have given up hope of going into labor and avoiding the dreaded c-section, but they continue to check me and give me this information just to torment me I'm convinced. Today was no different. HOWEVER. SHE said that "there's nothing going on". Meaning NO dilation or anything and that the baby is still HIGH! Now I didn't want to call her professional experience into question BUT hellllooooo 3 docs have said otherwise, one just this past Tuesday! So I just said "oh ok" cause it really doesn't matter.
THEN she did a lot of belly groping and said "wow, big baby. I'd say he's about 7 and a half pounds already". WHAT?!?!?!?! Now again, because of the c-section, I guess it really doesn't matter how big he is. BUT the high risk doc has said that she thinks he will be between 6-6.5 pounds next week when he's born. Of course it's all questionable and only birth will tell but that is two whole pounds difference! So now, I'm dying to know how big he is going to be!! THAT is going to be MY surprise. I know it's a boy, I know the day he's being born and approximately what time, and I know his name. SO the weight is the surprise I want the answer too! Oh. and IF he does end up being 8.5 pounds when he's born....do you realize that means IF I went to my due date, he'd be around 11 pounds?! C-section or not, THAT number makes me feel faint! lol
So place your bets now on how big YOU think he's going to be!
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Friday, September 26, 2008
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Mark your calendars...
Trouble received his eviction notice yesterday from the doctors.
For October 1st.
If he has not made an appearance prior to then, they are going in after him.
For October 1st.
If he has not made an appearance prior to then, they are going in after him.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
35 weeks!
Ok. Technically, as of right now, I'm only 34 weeks and 6 days, but hey, close enough right?
So 35 weeks. That was the goal they set for me. I made it. I went to high risk doctor today and got to see what Trouble looks like again. They are putting his weight now at 5lbs6oz.
He's got his Momma's cheeks :o)
Gotta little Elvis lip going on here I think
Look at how that arm is bent. That's got to be uncomfortable. Actually, now that I look at them all....In the first picture I posted, it looks like he has it bent under him like a little pillow.
Last one
So 35 weeks. That was the goal they set for me. I made it. I went to high risk doctor today and got to see what Trouble looks like again. They are putting his weight now at 5lbs6oz.
He's got his Momma's cheeks :o)
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Gotta little Elvis lip going on here I think
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Look at how that arm is bent. That's got to be uncomfortable. Actually, now that I look at them all....In the first picture I posted, it looks like he has it bent under him like a little pillow.
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Friday, September 12, 2008
Daily meds and supplies
Thursday, September 11, 2008
I know....bad blogger
I'm at home all day. you'd think I could update more often right? But here's the thing...I am so tired and cranky and miserable. So I have avoided doing an update so maybe that crankiness wouldnt' come through. But now I'm being bombarded by emails about what is the latest so I'm taking the lazy way and updating here :o) (I don't mind the emails by the way, they just made me realize that I am not doing a good job letting those that care know what's going on).
I was dicharged Sunday which ya know by now.
Yesterday I went for appointment at the OB. Good news is baby still looks great. They did a NST test and he passed with flying colors as always. It showed contractions which surprised the nurse and I just gave her a "I told you so" look, cause I told her so! And no honey, these are NOT Braxton-Hicks. She just gave me a look like "whatever" so we see who won that one right?!
Anyway...some lady parts talk so Dad you may want to stop reading now. Or keep reading. Whatever floats your boat. Just don't tell me gross later :o)
I have lost my mucus plug. That happened Tuesday. She confirmed it yesterday. And it was colored. We'll leave it at that. But apparently there is two types of losing your plug. One, where it just replenishes itself, and usually, it just looks like snot (see. gross. told ya). That is normal and can happen several times during pregnancy although I'm pretty sure I have never noticed that before with either boy. And then, you can lose it and it will be colored. And that is when labor is near. Well that's what I was blessed with. And still am! Apparently, the mucus plug is sized to seal a leak the size of which is behind the Hoover Dam or something. It's a prolific, nasty thing that just like the Energizer bunny just keeps going and going and going.
I am also dialated a little more than 1cm and beginning to efface. So all signs are pointing towards baby wants out. Which, after talking to her, is just fine by me. Lets get this train moving and come on out baby is what I say. Why? Well because now, my contractions are starting to REALLY be uncomfortable, and more regular. And that back ache that contributed to my being hospitalized? Well, it's back (since Tuesday) and is getting fierce. I have been VERY uncomfortable today. Enough so, that I'm packing my hospital bag tomorrow. (yes. bed rest. I know. it won't take but a few minutes and I can do it over the course of the day if need be).
The doctor also said that I am not necessarily doomed to a c-section tonight. But that comes with the knowledge that a c-section could be necessary at any moment. I gues that is the case in ANY labor, but basically, they tend to be willing to try things when things start looking bad during a non-high risk case. And that won't be the case for me. Any bleeding that seems the slightest bit excessive, and it's off to surgery. Any abnormal dips in baby's heartbeat, off to surgery. You get the picture. No 2nd chances or trying things. And of course, this was what she said this week. 2 weeks ago, I was told a natural delivery was 99% out of the question. So by my appointment next week, who knows. And it's my choice. I can choose either option. Not settled on which yet.
So until baby comes, I will see the doctor at LEAST 1x a week. Maybe more. They did release me to drive to/from my appointments as long as I'm a good girl and that is all I do. So I drove myself to the ultrasound appointment today. I had hoped to have a picture for you but no such luck today. He's too big to see much with a regular 2D ultrasound now as far as a picture goes and the entire thing took all of about 5 minutes. I seriously dislike the tech I had today. She always seems to think turning a 30 minute appointment into a 5 minute one deserves her an award or something. Next week, i see the good tech. PLUS I go to the perinatologists who has the cool 3D machine so MAYBE I'll get to see him like that.
Oh, and my sugars have been doing well. Still have to do the shots before every meal and one at bedtime but not having to increase the dosage at all.
In none Lindsey news.....
Travis is doing well in 1st grade. We(ok, Jay) have had to talk to his teacher as he was having trouble getting his work done on time in class and was missing out on fun stuff cause he was still working on his morning work done timely. Between talking with her and talking with him, and we are getting his eyes checked next week, we're hopeful that seems to be resolved.
tonight, he joined Cub Scouts and I don't think I have EVER seen him this excited about something. he and Jay are gonna be busy it sounds like to me.
I was dicharged Sunday which ya know by now.
Yesterday I went for appointment at the OB. Good news is baby still looks great. They did a NST test and he passed with flying colors as always. It showed contractions which surprised the nurse and I just gave her a "I told you so" look, cause I told her so! And no honey, these are NOT Braxton-Hicks. She just gave me a look like "whatever" so we see who won that one right?!
Anyway...some lady parts talk so Dad you may want to stop reading now. Or keep reading. Whatever floats your boat. Just don't tell me gross later :o)
I have lost my mucus plug. That happened Tuesday. She confirmed it yesterday. And it was colored. We'll leave it at that. But apparently there is two types of losing your plug. One, where it just replenishes itself, and usually, it just looks like snot (see. gross. told ya). That is normal and can happen several times during pregnancy although I'm pretty sure I have never noticed that before with either boy. And then, you can lose it and it will be colored. And that is when labor is near. Well that's what I was blessed with. And still am! Apparently, the mucus plug is sized to seal a leak the size of which is behind the Hoover Dam or something. It's a prolific, nasty thing that just like the Energizer bunny just keeps going and going and going.
I am also dialated a little more than 1cm and beginning to efface. So all signs are pointing towards baby wants out. Which, after talking to her, is just fine by me. Lets get this train moving and come on out baby is what I say. Why? Well because now, my contractions are starting to REALLY be uncomfortable, and more regular. And that back ache that contributed to my being hospitalized? Well, it's back (since Tuesday) and is getting fierce. I have been VERY uncomfortable today. Enough so, that I'm packing my hospital bag tomorrow. (yes. bed rest. I know. it won't take but a few minutes and I can do it over the course of the day if need be).
The doctor also said that I am not necessarily doomed to a c-section tonight. But that comes with the knowledge that a c-section could be necessary at any moment. I gues that is the case in ANY labor, but basically, they tend to be willing to try things when things start looking bad during a non-high risk case. And that won't be the case for me. Any bleeding that seems the slightest bit excessive, and it's off to surgery. Any abnormal dips in baby's heartbeat, off to surgery. You get the picture. No 2nd chances or trying things. And of course, this was what she said this week. 2 weeks ago, I was told a natural delivery was 99% out of the question. So by my appointment next week, who knows. And it's my choice. I can choose either option. Not settled on which yet.
So until baby comes, I will see the doctor at LEAST 1x a week. Maybe more. They did release me to drive to/from my appointments as long as I'm a good girl and that is all I do. So I drove myself to the ultrasound appointment today. I had hoped to have a picture for you but no such luck today. He's too big to see much with a regular 2D ultrasound now as far as a picture goes and the entire thing took all of about 5 minutes. I seriously dislike the tech I had today. She always seems to think turning a 30 minute appointment into a 5 minute one deserves her an award or something. Next week, i see the good tech. PLUS I go to the perinatologists who has the cool 3D machine so MAYBE I'll get to see him like that.
Oh, and my sugars have been doing well. Still have to do the shots before every meal and one at bedtime but not having to increase the dosage at all.
In none Lindsey news.....
Travis is doing well in 1st grade. We(ok, Jay) have had to talk to his teacher as he was having trouble getting his work done on time in class and was missing out on fun stuff cause he was still working on his morning work done timely. Between talking with her and talking with him, and we are getting his eyes checked next week, we're hopeful that seems to be resolved.
tonight, he joined Cub Scouts and I don't think I have EVER seen him this excited about something. he and Jay are gonna be busy it sounds like to me.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
I'm at home!
They released me about 9:30 this morning, and after 2 pharmacy stops to get all my medications, I'm now at home. Just wanted to let you all know.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Still in the hospital
Well, I just thought I'd send an update and say I'm still in the hospital. I will be here at least through the weekend. I'll get to sit here in my bed and watch whatever wrath Tropical Storm/Hurricane Hanna brings with her. But, at least I'll have power and water through it all right? Hurricane Ike could keep me here even longer. They MAY let me go home early next week. It's a big MAY right now. I have to get through the weekend first. I'm trying to not get my hopes up.
Things are still the same on the baby front but no bleeding past couple days. That is what MAY let me go home after the weekend. Needless to say, I say a little prayer every time I go to the bathroom that there won't be blood. A doctor from the NICU came down to speak with me either yesterday or day before (my days are running together now). The basic message of everything he said was that the baby will be ok no matter when he comes at this point as long as no major bleeding problem at birth. There was more to it, but that was the main idea. That was VERY good news. Those hateful shots I had to have were the very best thing I could have done/gone through to help him other than keeping my poor sore butt in bed all day now. He would not expect the baby to need much respiratory support at all, of course only birth would determine that. And every day I can remain pregnant is priceless. Needless to say, when my butt is numb/yet excruciatingly painful all at the same time, I stare at my ultrasound picture of baby and remind myself that :o) I've started calling him "Trouble" now. People come in and see my picture of Travis and him and ask names and I say "that's Travis and that's Trouble". It's more fitting than jerome! I've ALMOST slipped up and said his real name a couple times. So far I've caught myself though. Not much longer though. Although the name Trouble may stick.
needless to say, I've lost count of the needle sticks that I have had by now. Especially since almost every finger stick ends up being at least 2 finger sticks, sometimes 3 or 4. My arms are both bruised from the insulin sticks so that doesn't make for good times.But it has to be done. However, spending days and days and nights in hospital has brought about these pet peeves:
So that is the news for now. OH I did get a private room a couple days ago so I can at least see sunlight now, even if I can't go outside in it.
Things are still the same on the baby front but no bleeding past couple days. That is what MAY let me go home after the weekend. Needless to say, I say a little prayer every time I go to the bathroom that there won't be blood. A doctor from the NICU came down to speak with me either yesterday or day before (my days are running together now). The basic message of everything he said was that the baby will be ok no matter when he comes at this point as long as no major bleeding problem at birth. There was more to it, but that was the main idea. That was VERY good news. Those hateful shots I had to have were the very best thing I could have done/gone through to help him other than keeping my poor sore butt in bed all day now. He would not expect the baby to need much respiratory support at all, of course only birth would determine that. And every day I can remain pregnant is priceless. Needless to say, when my butt is numb/yet excruciatingly painful all at the same time, I stare at my ultrasound picture of baby and remind myself that :o) I've started calling him "Trouble" now. People come in and see my picture of Travis and him and ask names and I say "that's Travis and that's Trouble". It's more fitting than jerome! I've ALMOST slipped up and said his real name a couple times. So far I've caught myself though. Not much longer though. Although the name Trouble may stick.
needless to say, I've lost count of the needle sticks that I have had by now. Especially since almost every finger stick ends up being at least 2 finger sticks, sometimes 3 or 4. My arms are both bruised from the insulin sticks so that doesn't make for good times.But it has to be done. However, spending days and days and nights in hospital has brought about these pet peeves:
- Nurses ALWAYS slide my slippers UNDER my bed when they come to that bedside. Umm HELLO the whole reason I have slippers is so I don't have to stick my feet directly on the floor!!! But if you slide my slippers under the bed then I have to either become a contortionist or put my FEET ON THE FLOOR!!! Needless to say, this one thing alone has almost caused me to throw things :o)
- If your gonna leave my door open and yank my gown up and expose my belly and underwear to anyone who walks by, do NOT bother pulling the curtain a bit when you leave the room. does it matter at that point?! All that does it make it hard for me to see who is coming in my door later.
- I KNOW the brand new Women and Children's hospital opens next weekend and all the rooms and amenities over there are going to be fabulous. However...while I'm stuck in the current dump of a room/area, that is not something I want to hear about all day long. Knowing the showers over there have a spa like multi-shower head and an outdoor patio to sit on doesn't help my current state of mind of not being able to leave my room and having to use a grimy shower so just SHUT UP about it already until your ready to move me!
So that is the news for now. OH I did get a private room a couple days ago so I can at least see sunlight now, even if I can't go outside in it.
Monday, September 1, 2008
Pincushion?
Because a nurse asked and I had no clue and nothing else to do, I decided to add it up, how many times I've been stuck while here so far.
1-IV (so far) - expecting to get another one today.
3-shots in the rear -likely another today
4-blood draws (3 of which were at 4:30 in the morning?!)
27-finger pricks - this is a few sticks low from reality I'm sure. I can't remember how many times they have had to stick me 2 or more times to get enough for their test strip. Theirs take a ridiculous amount of blood.
7-shots of insulin
How many does it take to qualify as a pin-cushion? Either way, I'm quite sure I'm getting there quicklyl. I may never care about another needle again after all this.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Where there is a will....there is a way to update a blog
I've been wanting to update this page for several days now, but havent' been able to, until now. For those that don't know, I am in the hospital :o( I have been since Thursday afternoon. While I can get on the internet with laptop in here, they have very strict filtering software so i could VIEW my site but I couldn't post to it. Good thing for cell phones with internet access. I found how to post via email to my site. So anyway....here is a little catchup from Thursday to the present for those that had no clue, or who have not gotten all the information as to what is going on.
Thursday morning I woke up with a bad backache. One that, had I not been pregant, I would have thought my "monthly visitor" was about to rear her ugly head. But that was all that was wrong and I have felt that before and so just went on about my day. An hour or so after lunch, I went to the bathroom like I do about 30 times a day now and found blood and clots. Back to office to call my doctor (yes, I was working). They have me come to the office where they too note the bleeding and do a quick ultrasound to check on the baby (he was fine) and then sent me back over here to the hospital to the 3rd floor which is labor and delivery to be monitored.
It seems every pregnant lady in the 5 county region was ALSO being sent here (although most to deliver) cause it took and hour and half to get a triage room and the waiting area was FULL of women in various stages of pregnancy/labor. It was like watching a circus! I finally got put in a room and on a fetal monitor and while he was responding great, I was showing contractions. The gave me fluid via an IV and drew some bloodwork and we did a wait and see game for about 3 hours to see if that would halt the contractions. Nope. So I got to be moved to a regular antepartum room (ahem....a SHARED antepartum room make that) and spend the night. Close monitoring through the night but baby remains ok. I sent Jay home so he could get Travis and get him off to school the next morning like normal (trying to maintain SOME normalcy for him, poor guy). Friday morning, once Travis was gone, Jay comes back and a busy day begins just as he is arriving. My doctor comes in, the perinatologist (high risk pregnancy specialist) comes in and we learn that 1) as long as i keep having bleeding, I'll be here. And once no bleeding is seen, I will be here for 2 days beyond that to just make sure it has stopped. 2) I would be starting an oral medication called Procardia to try and tame those contractions. 3) i'd be having and ultrasound to see if they could see where the bleeding was coming from.
The ultrasound was just a few minutes later and the baby looked great (even saw hair on his head), but the source of the bleeding could not be determined. They are calling it a marginal placental abruption and were hoping it would show up on the scan but it didn't and apparently it's about a 50/50 shot of actually seeing it. Baby measured 4lbs 5oz (all guesstimates of course) and that is around 42% so they were pleased with his size/growth. And yes, defintily still a boy. He once again had no problem baring that for the camera.
So after all that, we just began a wait and see type approach. Much of Friday went by uneventfully. I took the first dose of Procardia and the only side effect I seem to be having that is red blotchy skin in places. Doesn't itch or anything though so no biggy. Friday evening, Dr. Wright, the perinatologist said she was going to go ahead and order 2 rounds of betamethasone for me, which is a steroid to help speed maturity of baby's lungs. Nurse comes in about 9pm Friday night to do that. HOLY COW THAT SHOT HURTS! Not the needle itself (although Jay did see and said it was HUGE) but the actual shot stuff. And I find out at this time I get another Saturday night. I joked with her that she should have kept that a secret and just sprung it on me! Then I had another RhoGam shot since I am RH- and my insulin shot (yes. officially gestation diabetic now and have to take a long acting insulin at bedtime and prick my fingers 4x a day). OH. still passing blood and clots.
So Friday night got a little rough for me :o) But it passed. Then Saturday morning came. I woke up about 5am for a potty trip and after laying back down, began to get VERRY uncomfortable. More achiness in back and contractions in back that would wrap around to the front. After laying for about an hour I got up to go to the bathroom and there was the rush of blood I expected to see feelign the way I felt. I notify nurse (this is about 8am by this time) and she rushes to get fetal monitor. Meanwhile...my breakfast tray comes in and I was STARVING cause I had been awake so long. And being diabetic, I have verrry strict times I am allowed to eat so I culdn't even snack before breakfast.As I manuever to pull my tray closer, nurse comes back with monitor and says "umm honey, we'd like you to hold off on eating because with your increased discomfort and frequency of contractions and bleeding, we don't know what is going on so not to scare you but, just in case....". UGH. let me eat woman! lol but of course her saying that prompted me to get on phone to Jay and say "how about come on out here"! lol So on the monitor I go. Baby is reacting beautifully to contractions and contractions are noted. An hour and a half later, I'm allowed to eat my now cold breakfast. The whole day kind of went like that. The worst day so far, several monitoring sessions. Dr Wright comes in, and wants to start the procardia in the evening as well since things seem to be increasing and not decreasing, and my blood sugars running too high (no exercise just laying in bed- and the betamethasone shots can raise it as well) so she is ordering what she called "sliding scale insulin" at meals in addition to my shot at night now. AND she requests I get the next available private room. Did I mention she's my new favorite person i think? :o) of course no private rooms available yet but when one opens, its mine. So Saturday night brings 2nd dose of Procardia and 2nd dose of Betamethsone. ouch.
So now it's Sunday morning. This morning is beginning much the same as yesterday, but maybe that is my new norm. I will be getting insulin before every meal starting today (Endocrinologist came by to clarify that and the amounts...in good time too. my blood sugar levels today have been out of sight). There is nothing on TV of course, my hips are getting sore from being in bed all the time. I'm dying to get a good idea of how long I'll be in here because I have a lot of little projects I could do while in bed but hate to put Jay through the trouble of rounding anything up if not going to be here much longer. I do know this....its bed rest till baby's arrival. Whether here (boo) or at home (better). Hoping I'll be alllowed more than just bathroom priviledges either way. Meaning I can be wheeled around to get some "fresh" air (anywhere other than my room seems fresh right now), or at home, I could sit on front porch and watch Travis walk home from bus stop. Time will tell on that. I am starting to get puffy from my new sedentary lifestyle. Nothing like a fat, puffy swollen face to make you feel great!
So that is what has been going on so far. Every Wednesday I am still pregnant will be a great thing. That is the day my weeks change. So this Wednesday coming...I'll be 33 weeks. That is 2 weeks away from my first "goal". 35 weeks is the first milestone they really hope to get to me to at this point. They would LOVE 38 weeks. Not sure I'm mentally prepared for bedrest for 6 weeks when I'm told if he comes at 35 weeks, he would likely go home with me then as well. Of course I want to do what is best for him also. But, if anyone is thinking that laying around, having food delivered on trays, and being told you can't get up except to go to the bathroom and quick shower sounds like a dream come true, even with the fatigue of pregancy, TRUST me. It's not. Someone from the NICU here at the hospital should be coming to talk to me sometime and give an idea of what to expect if he's born now, versus next week, versus 35 weeks, and so forth. I'm looking forward to that talk just because I do better KNOWING than not knowing and that will help my resolve of making it like this how ever many weeks i have to.
Oh. Here are a couple cell phone pictures Jay has snapped while here. I refuse to ask him to bring real camera cause I'm afraid it will jinx me and baby will come on out! So apologies for the size and quality. And I have NO idea how the pictures are going to come out posting via email like this. So if no pictures, I'm sorry!
Update when I have something to update about!
Lindsey
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Little First grader and Insulin shots
Well. Travis started First Grade yesterday. I had full intentions of having this up last night, but it just didn't work out that way. But Travis LOVED his class and his teachers and everything about 1st grade he said. He was all smiles at the end of the day and was all excited to go back today. They have already been doing work in class (no homework yet other than reading, yay for Mom!) and he says he is usually the last to finish his work. Apparently that is due to the little girl that sits to his right talking to him non stop as he says. But of course she is able to finish her work. I guess men can't multi task from birth huh?
Here he is right before we left the house (don't ask me what's up with the weird grins in any of these pictures!)
Walking down the hall to class. His class is right across the hall from his Kindergarten teachers which made him happy.
That's his door to his left (and that is him wanting picture time over. He also wouldn't hold my hand going in. Too big now I suppose)
His desk and the 2 little girls he sits between. The blonde is the talker :o)
Paparazzi shot from the hallway! That's his teacher, Mrs. Nichols
So 1st grade seems to have started with great success! So proud of his attitude about school.
Baby news....
Due to continuing issues with LOW blood sugar levels, I was sent to a dietician at an Endocrinologists office. Well....after they put me on special diet and had me begin monitoring my blood glucose levels, they determined I had gestational diabetes, which is often controlled just by diet. Not in Lindsey's case though (big surprise there). As of today, I have begun insulin injections. They had me do some practice shots in the office today with just a saline solution and while not something I would do for fun, they weren't THAT bad once you got past the psychological aspect of giving yourself shots in your very pregnant belly. However, after doing my first REAL injection with the insulin pen at home tonight, I have changed my thought on that. It kind of IS that bad! that pen HURT. AND i had to stick myself twice because I didn't realize how much pressure it took to get it to inject and so had to pull it out of belly, do a test squirt to get the feel of it, and then reset the pen, stick back in my skin and do a real injection. It bled. the test one's didn't bleed. So much for my thinking that it may be better than doing the finger pricks 4x a day. No. definitely not. It's just as bad. Probably a little worse because that stretched out belly skin is much more sensitive than my fingers (although they are sore!).
So needless to say....I am already counting down these last 8 weeks! Which could end up being more like 6 weeks as most OB/GYN's don't let gestational diabetics go to their due date. No arguments from me. BRING it I say!
Here he is right before we left the house (don't ask me what's up with the weird grins in any of these pictures!)
Walking down the hall to class. His class is right across the hall from his Kindergarten teachers which made him happy.
That's his door to his left (and that is him wanting picture time over. He also wouldn't hold my hand going in. Too big now I suppose)
His desk and the 2 little girls he sits between. The blonde is the talker :o)
Paparazzi shot from the hallway! That's his teacher, Mrs. Nichols
So 1st grade seems to have started with great success! So proud of his attitude about school.
Baby news....
Due to continuing issues with LOW blood sugar levels, I was sent to a dietician at an Endocrinologists office. Well....after they put me on special diet and had me begin monitoring my blood glucose levels, they determined I had gestational diabetes, which is often controlled just by diet. Not in Lindsey's case though (big surprise there). As of today, I have begun insulin injections. They had me do some practice shots in the office today with just a saline solution and while not something I would do for fun, they weren't THAT bad once you got past the psychological aspect of giving yourself shots in your very pregnant belly. However, after doing my first REAL injection with the insulin pen at home tonight, I have changed my thought on that. It kind of IS that bad! that pen HURT. AND i had to stick myself twice because I didn't realize how much pressure it took to get it to inject and so had to pull it out of belly, do a test squirt to get the feel of it, and then reset the pen, stick back in my skin and do a real injection. It bled. the test one's didn't bleed. So much for my thinking that it may be better than doing the finger pricks 4x a day. No. definitely not. It's just as bad. Probably a little worse because that stretched out belly skin is much more sensitive than my fingers (although they are sore!).
So needless to say....I am already counting down these last 8 weeks! Which could end up being more like 6 weeks as most OB/GYN's don't let gestational diabetics go to their due date. No arguments from me. BRING it I say!
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Pictures of the little guy!
So today we went for a 3d/4d ultrasound. Which was awesome. Both of our parents as well as Travis went along to see. This place was awesome! The waiting area was typical but the room....OB/GYN offices could learn a thing or two here. I got to hop up in a big fat leather recliner that was SO comfy. There were couches for the others to sit on and we all stared at the widescreen. The entire thing lasted about 40-45 minutes is my guess, all of which was put on a DVD for us to take with us. As well as a CD with about 60 pictures on it (which I'm getting ready to share some favorites) and then some printed out as well. Regular 2d ultrasound will never be the same experience now.
He was asleep when she started the scan but only took a moment to wake right up. And begin poking and jabbing and kicking at the pressure of the ultrasound wand thing. After about 30-35 minutes of being in perfect position for pictures and us seeing his face, he promptly rolled over to face my back then she REALLY had to work to get shots of him, including asking me to eat candy (Travis got a piece too). He was set on being stubborn though and wouldn't flip back over so after about 10 minutes of seeing what we could like he was, we called it a day. It was only supposed to be 30 minutes so I had no complaints. He kept his hands up around his face. Sometimes over it, sometimes just in front of it. Occasionally a foot would pop up there also. As you'll see in the pictures, he would OPEN HIS EYES some too. Travis really liked that. All in all, we were all amazed and it was worth every cent to do it. I wanted to put some of the dvd on here, but ummm, video conversion isn't my strong point and I've already got 1 email asking where are the pictures, so I'm just going to put them up here for now! Here are my favorites:
First of all, just cause I have NO problem with photos that will embarrass my children in the future...How about more proof that he's a boy?
A little smile
See his eye open?
Bringing up the arms
This was only a few minutes before he flipped over. He looks like he's had enough doesn't he? Poor thing.
open eyes again
This was after he rolled over. Look at his thumb on his temple and his sweet little ear
He was asleep when she started the scan but only took a moment to wake right up. And begin poking and jabbing and kicking at the pressure of the ultrasound wand thing. After about 30-35 minutes of being in perfect position for pictures and us seeing his face, he promptly rolled over to face my back then she REALLY had to work to get shots of him, including asking me to eat candy (Travis got a piece too). He was set on being stubborn though and wouldn't flip back over so after about 10 minutes of seeing what we could like he was, we called it a day. It was only supposed to be 30 minutes so I had no complaints. He kept his hands up around his face. Sometimes over it, sometimes just in front of it. Occasionally a foot would pop up there also. As you'll see in the pictures, he would OPEN HIS EYES some too. Travis really liked that. All in all, we were all amazed and it was worth every cent to do it. I wanted to put some of the dvd on here, but ummm, video conversion isn't my strong point and I've already got 1 email asking where are the pictures, so I'm just going to put them up here for now! Here are my favorites:
First of all, just cause I have NO problem with photos that will embarrass my children in the future...How about more proof that he's a boy?
A little smile
See his eye open?
Bringing up the arms
This was only a few minutes before he flipped over. He looks like he's had enough doesn't he? Poor thing.
open eyes again
This was after he rolled over. Look at his thumb on his temple and his sweet little ear
Friday, August 1, 2008
28 weeks and counting
Here he is, from an ultrasound just yesterday:
It's been a very busy week on the baby front. Well week and a half really. Last week was my Glucose test - yuck. Then Monday, a monthly Dr. appointment where I found out I BARELY passed the Glucose test and showing signs of mild/early preeclampsia. So on to the Non-stress test monitor i went for an hour. Then Tuesday after lunch, I began to feel really bad and was told to call with ANY symptoms out of the ordinary, and so I did and they have me come right over only to send me back to the hospital to the labor and delivery floor to be monitored for hours and hours. Lots of needle sticks/blood work and 1 IV later, they determine I'm feeling so bad because my blood sugar has plummetted. WHAT?! first you tell me I barely pass the glucose test, watch how much sugar I consume and now your telling me my sugar level isn't high enough? So then Wednesday will filled with following up with Dr's office on Tuesday's events, and more blood work. Thursday a special ultrasound to check on baby's well being (and he's fine- yay). And now today....a RhoGam shot in the rear end. NICE! My blood sugar is remaining an issue and hoping to talk to them about that while I am there as well. I feel for sure there is no reason I should have to feel so sickly constantly. The Dr. also put me on "light activity" which the nurse specifically described as no housework such as vacuuming and whatnot, no walking the mall or grocery store. Ummm HELLO it's tax free weekend and I'm a female. That = URGE TO SHOP. We'll see how that turns out. Tomorrow, having an elective 3D/4D ultrasound to get an even better look at my increasingly not so little guy. Should be interesting. Look for those pictures tomorrow sometimes (appointment isn't till 1pm so don't look before then, haha).
Travis is still enjoying his all-boy summer by the sea. Everyday it's stories of fishing or clamming or catching hermit crabs. He comes home filthy dirty from the waist down and I love it. It's how it should be with a little boy right? If he's staying spotless, he's not having fun.
It's been a very busy week on the baby front. Well week and a half really. Last week was my Glucose test - yuck. Then Monday, a monthly Dr. appointment where I found out I BARELY passed the Glucose test and showing signs of mild/early preeclampsia. So on to the Non-stress test monitor i went for an hour. Then Tuesday after lunch, I began to feel really bad and was told to call with ANY symptoms out of the ordinary, and so I did and they have me come right over only to send me back to the hospital to the labor and delivery floor to be monitored for hours and hours. Lots of needle sticks/blood work and 1 IV later, they determine I'm feeling so bad because my blood sugar has plummetted. WHAT?! first you tell me I barely pass the glucose test, watch how much sugar I consume and now your telling me my sugar level isn't high enough? So then Wednesday will filled with following up with Dr's office on Tuesday's events, and more blood work. Thursday a special ultrasound to check on baby's well being (and he's fine- yay). And now today....a RhoGam shot in the rear end. NICE! My blood sugar is remaining an issue and hoping to talk to them about that while I am there as well. I feel for sure there is no reason I should have to feel so sickly constantly. The Dr. also put me on "light activity" which the nurse specifically described as no housework such as vacuuming and whatnot, no walking the mall or grocery store. Ummm HELLO it's tax free weekend and I'm a female. That = URGE TO SHOP. We'll see how that turns out. Tomorrow, having an elective 3D/4D ultrasound to get an even better look at my increasingly not so little guy. Should be interesting. Look for those pictures tomorrow sometimes (appointment isn't till 1pm so don't look before then, haha).
Travis is still enjoying his all-boy summer by the sea. Everyday it's stories of fishing or clamming or catching hermit crabs. He comes home filthy dirty from the waist down and I love it. It's how it should be with a little boy right? If he's staying spotless, he's not having fun.
Monday, June 30, 2008
The Month of June
Ok, so I'll try and recap the entire month of June here for you all!
First off, our baby boy turned SIX!!! And with birthday's come birthday parties. Travis' party was held at my parents house, his Mema and Granddaddy's. It was a HOT day so it was perfect for a pool party. Several of his friends came along with lots of family and family friends. He said it was the best day ever!
Father's day was the same weekend as his party and after visiting my parents for just a bit, we went to Jay's parents where Pepa had a surprise for Travis. Just call him Captain Travis now! You seriously could NOT wipe that smile off his face. He stayed with Memere and Pepa for a couple days and had lots of fun in the boat and fishing and swimming in the pool and baking blueberry muffins with Memere.
Oh. Travis also got a haircut while we were up there. He said a few weeks before his birthday that he wanted a haircut like Daddy. I told him he at least had to wait until after his birthday party. So he did. He waited till the day after. :o)
He really didn't enjoy the actual haircutting process. All the little hairs were itching him. Of course had he sat still and left the towel over his shoulders he wouldn't have had that problem.
And just because sooooo many of you have asked. THIS is what the baby's room currently looks like. Needless to say, we have a little bit of work to do in there yet. LOL
Today, I dropped Travis off to my dad at the "piggy wiggy" (a grocery store called Piggly Wiggly for you northerners....that is just how Trav says it) before work. He had 2 bags packed and is getting ready to go on an adventure. They are driving about 6 hours away to the mountains to go TREASURE hunting! Travis is so excited he can hardly stand it. I think he's equally excited about staying in a hotel for 3 nights. They are driving up there today, going Gem stone mining tomorrow and Wednesday and driving back Thursday morning. Maybe he'll find something good!
Last but certainly NOT least....The three of us have been dealing with the loss of someone very near and dear to our hearts this week. Our beloved Parker had to be put to sleep this past week. Jay took him Monday and it devastated him and I for 3 days before we were finally able to tell Travis (he thought was sick and at vet still). We held off on telling him until Jay could spend the day with Travis and work schedule just worked out that way. It's a long story that I really dont' feel up to telling on here but many, MANY tears have been shed over the loss of our crazy, berzerko goofy goon of a boy Parker. Travis handled it better than we expected overall, but has cried himself to sleep at night without Parker being there to lay on the foot of his bed. His little grave in the backyard makes Jay and I both cry, and truly it's hard to be strong for Travis when we aren't strong ourselves about it, but sometimes life is hard like that. So just say a little prayer for Travis and the loss of his best bud. Jay and I will make it through it and kids are resilient but it has really rocked our family this past week.
We will always love you Parker!
First off, our baby boy turned SIX!!! And with birthday's come birthday parties. Travis' party was held at my parents house, his Mema and Granddaddy's. It was a HOT day so it was perfect for a pool party. Several of his friends came along with lots of family and family friends. He said it was the best day ever!
Father's day was the same weekend as his party and after visiting my parents for just a bit, we went to Jay's parents where Pepa had a surprise for Travis. Just call him Captain Travis now! You seriously could NOT wipe that smile off his face. He stayed with Memere and Pepa for a couple days and had lots of fun in the boat and fishing and swimming in the pool and baking blueberry muffins with Memere.
Oh. Travis also got a haircut while we were up there. He said a few weeks before his birthday that he wanted a haircut like Daddy. I told him he at least had to wait until after his birthday party. So he did. He waited till the day after. :o)
He really didn't enjoy the actual haircutting process. All the little hairs were itching him. Of course had he sat still and left the towel over his shoulders he wouldn't have had that problem.
And just because sooooo many of you have asked. THIS is what the baby's room currently looks like. Needless to say, we have a little bit of work to do in there yet. LOL
Today, I dropped Travis off to my dad at the "piggy wiggy" (a grocery store called Piggly Wiggly for you northerners....that is just how Trav says it) before work. He had 2 bags packed and is getting ready to go on an adventure. They are driving about 6 hours away to the mountains to go TREASURE hunting! Travis is so excited he can hardly stand it. I think he's equally excited about staying in a hotel for 3 nights. They are driving up there today, going Gem stone mining tomorrow and Wednesday and driving back Thursday morning. Maybe he'll find something good!
Last but certainly NOT least....The three of us have been dealing with the loss of someone very near and dear to our hearts this week. Our beloved Parker had to be put to sleep this past week. Jay took him Monday and it devastated him and I for 3 days before we were finally able to tell Travis (he thought was sick and at vet still). We held off on telling him until Jay could spend the day with Travis and work schedule just worked out that way. It's a long story that I really dont' feel up to telling on here but many, MANY tears have been shed over the loss of our crazy, berzerko goofy goon of a boy Parker. Travis handled it better than we expected overall, but has cried himself to sleep at night without Parker being there to lay on the foot of his bed. His little grave in the backyard makes Jay and I both cry, and truly it's hard to be strong for Travis when we aren't strong ourselves about it, but sometimes life is hard like that. So just say a little prayer for Travis and the loss of his best bud. Jay and I will make it through it and kids are resilient but it has really rocked our family this past week.
We will always love you Parker!
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