Welcome to January 2007!
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January 3, 2007
Welcome to 2007! :) In church this week (on 12/31), the pastor, in his sermon, asked people who had made New Year's Resolutions to raise their hands. I did. Mine is to work the very best that I can from now on to watch better what I eat, how much I exercise, and especially my occasionally too-foul-mouth, all combined to be the best first-time Mommy that I possibly can.
On New Year's Eve and New Year's Day, Bruce and I didn't get to see each other very much... our work schedules just rarely crossed paths. But, I did refuse to work for 3 hours late Sunday night/early Monday morning so that we could have SOME time together, get in that all-important New Year's Kiss when the New York City ball dropped and Dick Clark declared that it was now 2007, and then sip sparkling mixed berry juice as we toasted each other with our wedding flutes. Perfect.
Bruce is busily studying for the upcoming school week. Right now, he's having a hard time getting back into the swing of things after two weeks of holiday vacation. BUT, his new professor did email him back his first paper (for this quarter), with the teacher's notes and grade included, saying that he did "excellent! This is a very good paper!" A 50 out of 50, with only a few VERY minor cosmetic suggestions. :)
We are now at week 24 for the pregnancy, and everything related to it just is always on both of our minds. As the baby's kicks get more & more frequent and intense, it just keeps my mind there. This evening, Bruce & I had a discussion about our already-worries about if David decides someday that he wants to join the military. We would support his decision, but be ultra-worried just the same. They're saying that within the next few years, the U.S. may reinstate the draft. I hope that they don't; too many U.S. kids are dying in this senseless war as it is. I hope that when David is of draft age, he (and we) won't have to worry about it.
Anyway, I was finally able to download the crib picture. In this picture, it appears to be a slightly darker-toned wood than the one that we actually bought, but it lets you imagine! We think it looks classy. :)
Welcome to 2007! :) In church this week (on 12/31), the pastor, in his sermon, asked people who had made New Year's Resolutions to raise their hands. I did. Mine is to work the very best that I can from now on to watch better what I eat, how much I exercise, and especially my occasionally too-foul-mouth, all combined to be the best first-time Mommy that I possibly can.
On New Year's Eve and New Year's Day, Bruce and I didn't get to see each other very much... our work schedules just rarely crossed paths. But, I did refuse to work for 3 hours late Sunday night/early Monday morning so that we could have SOME time together, get in that all-important New Year's Kiss when the New York City ball dropped and Dick Clark declared that it was now 2007, and then sip sparkling mixed berry juice as we toasted each other with our wedding flutes. Perfect.
Bruce is busily studying for the upcoming school week. Right now, he's having a hard time getting back into the swing of things after two weeks of holiday vacation. BUT, his new professor did email him back his first paper (for this quarter), with the teacher's notes and grade included, saying that he did "excellent! This is a very good paper!" A 50 out of 50, with only a few VERY minor cosmetic suggestions. :)
We are now at week 24 for the pregnancy, and everything related to it just is always on both of our minds. As the baby's kicks get more & more frequent and intense, it just keeps my mind there. This evening, Bruce & I had a discussion about our already-worries about if David decides someday that he wants to join the military. We would support his decision, but be ultra-worried just the same. They're saying that within the next few years, the U.S. may reinstate the draft. I hope that they don't; too many U.S. kids are dying in this senseless war as it is. I hope that when David is of draft age, he (and we) won't have to worry about it.
Anyway, I was finally able to download the crib picture. In this picture, it appears to be a slightly darker-toned wood than the one that we actually bought, but it lets you imagine! We think it looks classy. :)
January 8, 2007
Bruce passsed his test!! In his MBA program, there are four classes that he has to either test out of, or take the (expensive and time-consuming) remedial classes by certain dates this year. He took his first test (Statistics) on Friday, it was a 25-pointer (of which he crammed for...my personal favorite studying method, but not Bruce's...). He finished in about 1/2 the time allotted, and then found out in a few hours that he had passed! :) He's a smart cookie. He's now a bit more more positive about passing the next two (Accounting and Microeconomics...stay tuned for updates).
This week when not working/studying/doing homework, Bruce tried out his new tools as he took apart our guest bed and began to make the extra bedroom into a nursery as he put together David's new crib. Doesn't he look pleased in the photo? :)
I have spent this week feeling David's newly-found love of flip-flops and somersaults. He has been vertical up until this point (as much as I can feel, that is), so the occasional feeling of his head/bottom just to the left of my belly button is perfectly normal to me now. As my uterus is supposedly the size of a soccer ball right now, his vertical positioning is fine (most of the time). BUT, by Thursday morning, he had apparently found a very comfortable spot in laying completely horizontal. Well, it may have been comfortable for him, but to me, IT HURT!!!!! His head/bottom was TIGHTLY wedged into a corner of my right hip, and his arms/feet were busy kicking/punching me in the stomach by my left hip. Talk about uncomfortable! It simply is not easy to move around when you've got a head/bottom stuck into your hip. After trying everything else, I finally did a HUGE stretch backward, and pushed the kid out of my hip(s) with my hands. David got the message, and that worked, as he was soon vertical again. (He went back to horizontal later that day, though...defiant little cookie! lol!). Most nights before I got to work, Bruce tends to kiss my belly and tell David to "be nice to Mommy tonight." Well, it seemed that the message was lost by Wednesday night/ Thursday morning.
Likely as a result of all of David's exercising and otherwise stretching my uterus beyond it's known limits, yesterday (Saturday), I felt as if I had done the splits ALL day long the previous day. Now, I haven't doen any real splits since probably my late teens.....but I DO remember the day-after-pain that my body inflicted to remind me when I had just done TOO many of them....like the whole upper-legs/crotch areas were just WAY over-stretched. It felt the very same. (OUCH!)
I also have the *constant* reminder that my LEFT foot is swollen. Actually, the swelling is now gradually increasing as it increases up my leg...it's now up to my lower calf muscle. But still, only on the left leg. Weird. I've just always had skinny or normal-sized feet..never wide or especially swollen feet (except for the very occasional few days worth of sprains)! I don't know if the skin on that foot can stretch much more, and wiggling my toes on the left foot is now almost an impossibility.
Bruce passsed his test!! In his MBA program, there are four classes that he has to either test out of, or take the (expensive and time-consuming) remedial classes by certain dates this year. He took his first test (Statistics) on Friday, it was a 25-pointer (of which he crammed for...my personal favorite studying method, but not Bruce's...). He finished in about 1/2 the time allotted, and then found out in a few hours that he had passed! :) He's a smart cookie. He's now a bit more more positive about passing the next two (Accounting and Microeconomics...stay tuned for updates).
This week when not working/studying/doing homework, Bruce tried out his new tools as he took apart our guest bed and began to make the extra bedroom into a nursery as he put together David's new crib. Doesn't he look pleased in the photo? :)
I have spent this week feeling David's newly-found love of flip-flops and somersaults. He has been vertical up until this point (as much as I can feel, that is), so the occasional feeling of his head/bottom just to the left of my belly button is perfectly normal to me now. As my uterus is supposedly the size of a soccer ball right now, his vertical positioning is fine (most of the time). BUT, by Thursday morning, he had apparently found a very comfortable spot in laying completely horizontal. Well, it may have been comfortable for him, but to me, IT HURT!!!!! His head/bottom was TIGHTLY wedged into a corner of my right hip, and his arms/feet were busy kicking/punching me in the stomach by my left hip. Talk about uncomfortable! It simply is not easy to move around when you've got a head/bottom stuck into your hip. After trying everything else, I finally did a HUGE stretch backward, and pushed the kid out of my hip(s) with my hands. David got the message, and that worked, as he was soon vertical again. (He went back to horizontal later that day, though...defiant little cookie! lol!). Most nights before I got to work, Bruce tends to kiss my belly and tell David to "be nice to Mommy tonight." Well, it seemed that the message was lost by Wednesday night/ Thursday morning.
Likely as a result of all of David's exercising and otherwise stretching my uterus beyond it's known limits, yesterday (Saturday), I felt as if I had done the splits ALL day long the previous day. Now, I haven't doen any real splits since probably my late teens.....but I DO remember the day-after-pain that my body inflicted to remind me when I had just done TOO many of them....like the whole upper-legs/crotch areas were just WAY over-stretched. It felt the very same. (OUCH!)
I also have the *constant* reminder that my LEFT foot is swollen. Actually, the swelling is now gradually increasing as it increases up my leg...it's now up to my lower calf muscle. But still, only on the left leg. Weird. I've just always had skinny or normal-sized feet..never wide or especially swollen feet (except for the very occasional few days worth of sprains)! I don't know if the skin on that foot can stretch much more, and wiggling my toes on the left foot is now almost an impossibility.
This is belly picture #4,
taken on January 7, 2007 (24 1/2 weeks),
when David was actively exploring the fun of somersaults
and stretching my uterus to make himself more comfortable.
taken on January 7, 2007 (24 1/2 weeks),
when David was actively exploring the fun of somersaults
and stretching my uterus to make himself more comfortable.
January 12, 2007
WELL, this entry is going to be much different then what I had PLANNED on it being....
On Sunday night, Bruce was at work, working from 4pm until midnight, 2am, or whenever they finally finished inventory. During the evening, he began to feel light-headed and "queezy," so he came home at about 12am...right after I had left for work, so again, we just missed each other. Well, apparently he didn't sleep good that night, and then at 5am, he called me to tell me that he had just gotten sick. And so the fun of our week began.
He continued to not be able to keep anything at all down, slept hard when he could, and as he was extremely dehydrated by about 12:30pm, we agreed that we should have him looked at at the Urgent Care at 2pm. As there were only chairs (no couches, etc) in the waiting room, and Bruce just couldn't sit up for more than a few minutes, he chose to lay down on the carpeted floor. He was just laying there contentedly, arms folded on his chest, nothing tipped over, me not freaking out, no problem. We thought. Well, all of the nurses (likely med students) totally freaked out, and thought that Bruce had passed out....(ah, no, try again, ladies)..... But that got us in a room right away. The doctor then took one glance at him, and said, "Yep! You've got the bug, don't you?!" So, he was pumped up with 3 liters of sodium, given some other prescriptions to use if the symptoms continued, and we were sent on our way after a few hours. The doctor recomended 7-up and Pedialite to keep fluids and electrolytes flowing. Bruce then continued to sleep for most of the day Monday and Tuesday, and of course didn't go to class or work for those days. Other than taking care of him, I tried to just stay out of Bruce's way, and slept on the couch downstairs (when I was not at work), all in hopes of NOT catching his "bug." By Wednesday, he was still tired, but was able to eat bland foods. By Wednesday evening, he was feeling much better, so we went out for dinner.
And, what a joy that dinner was, when by the next morning (Thursday), it all came back up for ME. (And I even got a flu shot in October/November! Not that it worked any in the long run...) I cancelled all of my jobs for Thursday, and later most of my jobs for Friday. Now it was MY turn to get sick at LEAST once an hour for the entire morning. Like with Bruce on Monday, I just couldn't keep anything down. By the afternoon, there was just nothing left in my stomach, I was extremely dehydrated, I hadn't been able to take any seizure meds since the day prior, and I wasn't feeling the baby kick as often as normal...so I began to worry about him. Bruce called Dr. Arbona, and her nurse suggested that we go to Labor & Delivery at St. Ann's Hospital (because of the combination of the flu, pregnancy, and epilepsy), as she said that they would take better care of me there then at the Emergency Room.
They did (and we decided that St. Ann's was going to be a good hospital for David to arrive in the world at). They hooked me (and David) up to monitors, and stuck a HUGE needle in my wrist to start pumping 2 liters of sodium into me. (Now, I hate needles enough....but this was TOOOOOO much!!!!) The nurse kept us well-informed of what both of my doctors (OB and Neurologist) were saying, as everyone was working together very well to get me (and David) through this in the best possible way that could be done. It was nice to be kept informed of my own health care (not left out and questioning, as my sister had been at Riverside when she had Ella in November!!!!). Before very long at all, it was clear that David felt absolutely fine, as he kept kicking HARD against that horrible thing (the monitor) that was in his way. I think that's the most movement I've felt from him in a few hours of time. After four hours, I had all of the sodium and this other muscle relaxer med in me, and I was feeling much better too. I was then able to take small doses of bland foods and my seizure med, and by midnight, I was all caught up.
Now, Bruce & I are just tired & weak. Today, I have continued the muscle relaxer, and we have been sleeping a lot and have begun to clean up the house (a little) from all of the mess made from this lovely week. My monthly appointment with Dr. Arbona that was scheduled for today will now be next week. Bleck, bleck, bleck to this week!
For this, the 25th week of David's development:
The structures of the spine begin to form -- joints, ligaments and rings. These will protect the all important spinal cord which serves as the information transmitter for the child's body. Blood vessels of the lungs develop. David's nostrils begin to open. The nerves around the mouth and lip area are showing more sensitivity now, and his swallowing reflexes are developing. Dexterity is improving. He can make a fist and would clasp objects placed in palm. He is beginning to exchange his long, lean look for a more rounded one, and as David gains weight, his wrinkled skin will begin to smooth out as he starts to look more and more like a newborn. His hair is probably recognizable now in color and texture, although both may change after he's born. He has an approximate length of 13.6 inches (34.6cm) and weighs 1.46 pound (660gm).
WELL, this entry is going to be much different then what I had PLANNED on it being....
On Sunday night, Bruce was at work, working from 4pm until midnight, 2am, or whenever they finally finished inventory. During the evening, he began to feel light-headed and "queezy," so he came home at about 12am...right after I had left for work, so again, we just missed each other. Well, apparently he didn't sleep good that night, and then at 5am, he called me to tell me that he had just gotten sick. And so the fun of our week began.
He continued to not be able to keep anything at all down, slept hard when he could, and as he was extremely dehydrated by about 12:30pm, we agreed that we should have him looked at at the Urgent Care at 2pm. As there were only chairs (no couches, etc) in the waiting room, and Bruce just couldn't sit up for more than a few minutes, he chose to lay down on the carpeted floor. He was just laying there contentedly, arms folded on his chest, nothing tipped over, me not freaking out, no problem. We thought. Well, all of the nurses (likely med students) totally freaked out, and thought that Bruce had passed out....(ah, no, try again, ladies)..... But that got us in a room right away. The doctor then took one glance at him, and said, "Yep! You've got the bug, don't you?!" So, he was pumped up with 3 liters of sodium, given some other prescriptions to use if the symptoms continued, and we were sent on our way after a few hours. The doctor recomended 7-up and Pedialite to keep fluids and electrolytes flowing. Bruce then continued to sleep for most of the day Monday and Tuesday, and of course didn't go to class or work for those days. Other than taking care of him, I tried to just stay out of Bruce's way, and slept on the couch downstairs (when I was not at work), all in hopes of NOT catching his "bug." By Wednesday, he was still tired, but was able to eat bland foods. By Wednesday evening, he was feeling much better, so we went out for dinner.
And, what a joy that dinner was, when by the next morning (Thursday), it all came back up for ME. (And I even got a flu shot in October/November! Not that it worked any in the long run...) I cancelled all of my jobs for Thursday, and later most of my jobs for Friday. Now it was MY turn to get sick at LEAST once an hour for the entire morning. Like with Bruce on Monday, I just couldn't keep anything down. By the afternoon, there was just nothing left in my stomach, I was extremely dehydrated, I hadn't been able to take any seizure meds since the day prior, and I wasn't feeling the baby kick as often as normal...so I began to worry about him. Bruce called Dr. Arbona, and her nurse suggested that we go to Labor & Delivery at St. Ann's Hospital (because of the combination of the flu, pregnancy, and epilepsy), as she said that they would take better care of me there then at the Emergency Room.
They did (and we decided that St. Ann's was going to be a good hospital for David to arrive in the world at). They hooked me (and David) up to monitors, and stuck a HUGE needle in my wrist to start pumping 2 liters of sodium into me. (Now, I hate needles enough....but this was TOOOOOO much!!!!) The nurse kept us well-informed of what both of my doctors (OB and Neurologist) were saying, as everyone was working together very well to get me (and David) through this in the best possible way that could be done. It was nice to be kept informed of my own health care (not left out and questioning, as my sister had been at Riverside when she had Ella in November!!!!). Before very long at all, it was clear that David felt absolutely fine, as he kept kicking HARD against that horrible thing (the monitor) that was in his way. I think that's the most movement I've felt from him in a few hours of time. After four hours, I had all of the sodium and this other muscle relaxer med in me, and I was feeling much better too. I was then able to take small doses of bland foods and my seizure med, and by midnight, I was all caught up.
Now, Bruce & I are just tired & weak. Today, I have continued the muscle relaxer, and we have been sleeping a lot and have begun to clean up the house (a little) from all of the mess made from this lovely week. My monthly appointment with Dr. Arbona that was scheduled for today will now be next week. Bleck, bleck, bleck to this week!
For this, the 25th week of David's development:
The structures of the spine begin to form -- joints, ligaments and rings. These will protect the all important spinal cord which serves as the information transmitter for the child's body. Blood vessels of the lungs develop. David's nostrils begin to open. The nerves around the mouth and lip area are showing more sensitivity now, and his swallowing reflexes are developing. Dexterity is improving. He can make a fist and would clasp objects placed in palm. He is beginning to exchange his long, lean look for a more rounded one, and as David gains weight, his wrinkled skin will begin to smooth out as he starts to look more and more like a newborn. His hair is probably recognizable now in color and texture, although both may change after he's born. He has an approximate length of 13.6 inches (34.6cm) and weighs 1.46 pound (660gm).