This is the song that never ends...: 08/20/2006 - 08/27/2006

This is the song that never ends...

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Things that are fun.

Things that are fun:

1. Going to an amusement park and riding the roller coasters
2. Shopping and getting a great deal
3. Eating ice cream or a really good brownie (with walnuts, of course)
4. Working on a craft project and having it come out perfectly
5. Playing with puppies and kittens

Things that aren't fun:

1. Getting a cervical Foley catheter.

Ick. Double-ick.

Went to the hospital today wishin' and hopin' that I was already dilated to 2cm because then I wouldn't have to get the Foley. Met with the OB nurse who also happens to be John's friend's wife. We chatted for a while and had a generally good time. I was brought into the 'procedure room' for the actual, ummm, procedure and the doc was pretty awesome. He checked me out and I was a ginormous 1.5cm--bah. At least I progressed half a centimeter.... Anyway, the procedure itself was really no big deal, felt just like a regular gynecological exam. The fun began when the doc said that was a little bit of bleeding on my uterus or cervix or whatever and that he was going to wipe it off with a cotton swab---ugh. Not nice.

Thanked the doc and proceeded back to triage for monitoring and then all hell started to break loose. The nurse said it was normal for a little bit of cramping to happen and that it would taper off after a little while. Well, I had some steady 'cramps' (they were contractions in my book) that were coming about every five minutes and then progressed to every two minutes. They were pretty painful and reminded me of a severe menstrual cramp and the need to poo with a giant gas bubble all at the same time. The pain radiated to my lower back for a while and every time I got a good one, John would hold my hand.

We swung off and got some Chinese food because I was StArViNg like you wouldn't believe (I waited in the car while he ran in) and proceeded to head home. I was only able to eat if I stood up because the pain seemed to be a lot less intense if I was standing. Laid down for a while amd then the intervals went from every two minutes, to five minutes to ten, to twelve and so on until they pretty much died completely.

I'm good right now. Going to the bathroom is interesting because I have a tube hangin' out of my hoo-ha. I have to sit gingerly because the feeling of the tube moving is just a little bit off-putting for me.

I still can't believe that I'm going to have a baby tomorrow. The nurse is trying to swing it so that we can get in really early since there are only 3 inductions scheduled in our wing of the hospital. She seems to think that we'll be able to spit the little bugger out within 8 hours. One can hope, right?

Current worries:

1. I'm going to puke at some point
2. The baby will be missing/will have some malformation of some vital organ/body part
3. I'll need a C-section
4. I'm going to puke at some point

We should be discharged Sunday if all goes well. I'll try to update sometime around then...

Push 'em out, push 'em out, waaaaaaaaaay out!

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Not yet.

I can't even count how many people called yesterday asking if I had the baby and every answer was, "No, not yet." I'm starting to despise the phone and if my mom asks one more time how Jackson is, I'm going to lose it completely. I don't know how he is. I'm assuming fine. Right now he's just like really weird gas.

One of my clients thought that yesterday would be my day. My mother-in-law thinks that today is the day (it's her birthday) I think the day will be Friday when they start my pitocin drip.

Not too too much to say today. The kitchen island is just about finished. John did the routering on the last piece and mistakenly left the router bit too long and it made a NASTY drag along the outside edge of the countertop.... not good. You could compare it to spending all day and night washing your car only to take the last swipe with the cloth and realize that there was a piece of glass or rock in it and leave a horrible mark. Hmmmm, that's a terrible analogy. I'll think of something better later.

Sunday, August 20, 2006


I'm starting to rethink this whole induction thing. Jack's original due date (according to LMP) should be about August 27th, although after three ultrasounds, it was deemed that he was actually due on the 18th. Soooooo..... if I stick with my gut, he should really be making his appearance this coming weekend-ish or the following week naturally. I'm not sure what I'm going to do, yet. I'm DYING to meet him, but at the same time, I don't want to rush something I maybe shouldn't.

In other news, I made a shelf unit for the kitchen island that John and I are making. I was having a tough time getting down on my hands and knees in the garage/workshop to swing the hammer or use the drill, but I got it done and it looks AWESOME. Some reno kitchen pics are sure to be posted by this weekend..... unless I have my hands full with the kiddo. One can wish, right?

Postcards from the womb. 40 weeks, 2 days.

"I've decided I REALLY like it in here! My mom feeds me all the ice cream and brownies I want! Isn't that awesome??? I heard her tell my dad that she was going to start eating healthier after I came out so I think I should stick around a little bit longer. Oh, I think I might have messed everthing up yesterday, though. I was playing around and I might have kicked out that plug thing. I've been trying to plug it back up, but it's not working. So, I might have to come out this week or next if I can't get this darn thing fixed. Any ideas on how to fill a hole? "
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