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More Random Pregnancy Thoughts

So, in case you were wondering, this coming baby is real (hey sometimes I pinch myself because I must be dreaming) and while some parts of this pregnancy have been very different than with my girls, there are some similarities shining through.


Morning sickness was more intense and made it’s appearance off and on for much longer than with the girls.  16 weeks is when it finally left.

I’ve had more headaches with this one.

But I think I have more energy this time around.

I definitely have less time to obsess about some of the ins and outs of the pregnancy.

I get to share it this time with my girls.  Caitlyn was too young when Sue was born for us to even tell her ahead of time.  This time I think Caitlyn asks me at least once a day, what’s the baby’s name? When she asks that she means what is the boy name, she is sure this one is a boy.  As she explained the other day, “we already got a girl last time mommy, we got Sue!”  Of course today she told me this one was a boy, the next one was going to be a girl…uhhhh, next one?????

People keep telling me how crazy I am to be having/wanting a 3rd child.  Apparently, having 2 is fine and acceptable, adding a 3rd puts you in the running for a trip to the funny farm where they have padded rooms.  I got lots of comments when I swore I was only having one child and now I am getting lots for wanting 3.  Hmmmm….


I still have the best midwife in the world.  She is fantastic.

I still manage to completely freak myself out at least once a week that something is wrong with the pregnancy, the baby or that people are right and I am NUTS for wanting a 3rd child.

I am still a bit worried about getting nursing well established with the new baby, though I have now successfully nursed two and learned lots about the “mechanics” of nursing, and how God designed our bodies to feed our babies and even some ways it is (typically) easier with each child…

I felt this baby move for the first time right around 13 weeks. 

My morning sickness started right at 5 weeks with this one too.  That is my magic number.

I took strange comfort in having morning sickness, though that does NOT mean I enjoyed it.

I managed to gain a fair amount during my first trimester even though this time I was sicker and was working out at Curves (go figure).

My Braxton Hicks contractions set in about 20-21 weeks along just like last time.

Rolling over in bed is getting to be an awakening experience.  Ah well, just means there is a baby needing those ligaments to stretch as he/she grows.

And the big similarity today was the tingly feeling in my right leg as either baby or uterus or something sits on just a certain nerve…birthing ball, my dear friend, here I come to get some wonderful relief!

Finally, the biggest similarity, I know how wonderful this is and how privileged I am to be carrying this baby.  I thank the Lord daily and pray for our family often.

Mamas and midwifes

I was awake several extra hours last night.  And that’s okay.  With the colds we have been fighing around here, I finally succumbed to an earache. I have always been a little prone to them due to how my ear tubes grew, or actually didn’t grow, and sometimes when a cold gets a mind to, I end up with an earache.  So hubby sent me to bed with a movie and heating pad to put my ear on. 

I slept great until about 1:30 this morning.  Then I drifted in and out for awhile.  I realized at some point that hubby was not upstairs, so I went looking for him.  He had crashed on the couch after putting Caitlyn to bed.  I told him to go to bed (poor guy had to get up at 4:30 to go to work today).  Only problem was, he fell asleep before I did and I was awake enough that his snoring kept me up.  I ended up on the couch.  Then the littlest family member decided to practice his/her kickboxing. 

It, by itself, while very distinct and noticable, is not enough to keep me awake, but enjoying it, is.

This baby is the most active of any I have carried.  My Sue was a good kicker, but this one makes her look lazy.  And a baby that kicks good is a great reassurance to me.  So Thursday, the little one decided to have a rest day.  So not fair to mama.  I freaked.  I had woken up with a headache, and since I have a history of blood pressure issues in pregnancy, I checked my BP right away. It was great!  So I chalked the headache up to the weather.  But I just could not shake my unease of the day.  Things just didn’t seem right with the babys’ activity.

I e-mailed a friend that I knew would understand more than anyone should have to.  She encouraged me to contact my midwife. I waited a while, but I just could not settle down.  So I finally e-mailed my midwife (everyone should have a midwife with a blackberry!).  She was her normal wonderful self.  She e-mailed me right back and reassured me that many of her mamas that have children contact her with the same concerns “I hear this often from women who have children. [You] just want everything to be fine.  You really understand and are thankful for what you have.”  And told me to come see her the next day.  That by itself calmed me as I knew in less than 24 hours I would have concrete reassurance (hearing the heartbeat) that things were progressing.

Then the braxton hicks contractions set in.  Yes, I know they are on the early side, at 21 weeks 3 days, but they are right on time for when I got them with Sue.  That was wonderfully reassuring, though it reminded me how long the next trimester plus is going to be.  Those contractions may not hurt at this point, but man, they are distracting.  It is hard to think about anything else when being reminded that the much more important work of baking a baby is happening.  “Oh, and littlest Cole, this better mean you are going to be a quick delivery like Sue.  I am more than willing to pay my dues for the rest of the pregnancy if you do your part and make it quick in the end!”

Friday morning I got some good activity from the baby and that had me feeling much better, and knowing now I was just hours from hearing my little one was added comfort.  And I was excited about Caitlyn and Sue getting to hear him/her as they were going with me to the midwife.

My midwife found the heartbeat right away, so clear and strong.  I got Caitlyn’s attention and she heard it to.  When it sped up a couple beats, Caitlyn said, “I hear it kicking.”  And she might have.  Regardless, this mama heard what she needed to, the music of a heartbeat. 

I asked my questions, which for once I had remembered to write down, she gave me some tips, like drinking cranberry juice to help drain fluid stuffing up my ear, and much reassurance.  It was so nice.  It was exactly what I needed.  Just thinking about it as I type brings me to tears.  She didn’t ignore me or dismiss my concerns, she cared, reassured me and was more than a midwife, she was a friend.

And my kids, were themselves, their funny, funny selves.  Sue sang her ABCs for everyone.  Both of them quizzed me on why I was peeing in a cup. Ummm, ever tried to explain that to a 2 year old and 3 year old? 

Sue said, “are you going to drink it?”  No, they are going to test it to make sure everything is okay with the baby.  “Is the baby gonna drink it?”  No, they are just going to check it.  “Are they going to pour it on the baby?”  Nope, just check it.  “Are they gonna pour it on their heads?”  Nope.  “On their feet?”  Nope.  “All over their body?”  Nope, just check it honey.  Mama doesn’t quite know how to explain it.

Catilyn insisted to the midwife the baby is a boy.  As you might remember, we chose not to find out at the ultrasound.  But Caitlyn is adamant it is a boy.  She asks me over and over what the name is if it is a boy.  She couldn’t care less what the girl name is.  When the midwife said, “whether it is a girl or boy you will love it.”  Caitlyn responded, “it’s a boy.”  Several times.  My midwife said, “well you could use a boy in your family.”

We may have some disappointment to deal with if Caitlyn gets another sister, but a good friend of mine, who has twin boys, offered some playdates so Caitlyn can get a dose of boys if she needs it.  Whew, we might need to have that plan in place.

Then when I was asking my midwife several questions, I asked Caitlyn if she had any, and she did.  She wanted to know why the baby kicks and moves in mama’s belly.  So we explained the baby is exercising to get stronger and likes to dance, just like she does.  Caitlyn did not ask anymore, but the child has some concerns about that, which we have talked about many times. 

Every time she asks me why the baby is still in my belly, I tell her it needs to grow and get strong.  She says, “no, I don’t want it to get big and strong. I want it to be little.”  Sue loves to torment her sister, maybe Caitlyn is afraid this baby will ‘get big and strong’ and join Sue in torturing her…

After the appointment, Caitlyn saw this big poster near the reception desk that had views of women carrying their babies differently.  She pointed to one and said, “that lady’s belly is REALLY big!”  To the next, “that lady’s belly is smaller big. And that one’s belly is little big.”  I thought the lady at the desk was going to fall off her chair laughing.

It, all in all, was probably the best midwife appointment I have ever had.  It was reassuring, informative and, thanks to my kidlets, hysterical!

And then about 12 hours later, the littlest family member decided to add it’s 2 cents worth, by kicking up a storm. I think it was baby morse code for, “see I’m in here and okay. Be careful what you wish for, I might decide to reassure you when you would rather be sleeping.”  Oh trust me little one, that is okay by this mama!

And just so you don’t forget how cute my little comedians are:

Please, oh please, ignore my terribly messy kitchen.  Here is how it looks today:

Much better, wouldn’t you say?  Though not as fun as the girls had using an entire container of “stickies” to make their daddy a present last week.

The big announcement, kid style

So I was thinking maybe people were tired of my blog, but today I got a topic “request” (thanks Jessica!).

I think I mentioned in an earlier blog entry that we didn’t tell Caitlyn she was going to be a big sister before Sue was born.  Caitlyn was only 15 1/2 months old when she became a big sissy, so it didn’t seem necessary.  We just went and had the baby, then daddy brought her up to the birthing center.  Here is a picture from that first meeting between the girls:

She cared more about the balloon and apparently the baby’s feet than who that was in there…
But this time the girls are 3 1/2 and 2, so it seemed like we should tell them; I had thought we would wait longer so it didn’t seem so far away to them, but people were starting to ask them if they were excited for the baby, and frankly, I was getting excited about telling Caitlyn, so we decided after the ultrasound to break the news. 
I got a book from Borders that I remembered reading as a child, The Berenstain Bears’ New Baby.  (Did you know that was published in 1974!)  Saturday night, for our night-night book I got that out and daddy got the video camera. 
First we read the story, then we talked about new babies.  I asked them if they would like a new baby (glad the answer was yes), Caitlyn declared “everyone would enjoy it, but there is no bed for it.”  So we talked about the baby could sleep in the cradle Sue used to sleep in (Caitlyn said Sue was boring).  Caitlyn first declared we should get a girl baby, a sister, but then decided we should get a baby and a sister (mama stopped that thought). 
I asked Caitlyn if mommy’s belly was getting bigger, she said yes.  “Why is mommy’s belly growing bigger?” mama said, Caitlyn said, because you have a baby in there.  Then I showed them the ultrasound pictures.  Sue said, “that’s silly.”  And laughed a few times.  We talked about it being a long time til the baby came, not until summer time near Caitlyn’s birthday.  Sue’s reaction was to pat my shirt and say “baby nurse.”  Maybe she will be okay with sharing mama!  (okay, you mom’s out there, let me hold on to the dream til it is shattered by reality)
The girls have been really cute, telling people about the baby.  I had a midwife appointment this week and when I got home Caitlyn said, “where’s the baby?”  I explained the baby was still too little.  Then she said, “Mommy’s belly is getting REALLY big.”
Lovely.  Thanks kid!
It was really fun to tell the girls and has been fun to talk to them about it since.  Now, let’s see how many times I get asked in the next 20 weeks, “Is the baby coming yet?”  “When is the baby coming???”

Baby #3…..drum roll please, it’s a baby!!!

Well, I really, really thought about it this time around, but decided to stick with our plan to not find out gender until our newest family member is born in 20 weeks, give or take a few.

So last Wednesday was our midpoint ultrasound, a bit early at 18 weeks, 2 days.  Due to my midwife changing practices in a new hospital system, this ultrasound was done at a different place than my other two.  I drank all my water, 32 ounces an hour before the ultrasound, drove there–knowing full well it was likely the water had made my bladder too big for the scan to be completed, and it was.  The tech kept saying, “this baby moves SOOOO much.”  To which I replied, “it has 21 weeks to calm itself down!!!”  We’ll see.

True to nature for our babies, this one did not want to show off the ventricales of its heart.  My girls were the same way.  Apparently my kids think hearts should be kept private and hidden!  With Caitlyn we had to go back 13 weeks after our first scan to get it completed after trying the walking around and pushing and prodding to get baby to cooperate.  With Sue, all was accomplished in the one visit, but there was walking and prodding involved.  This one was more stubborn yet.  The scan took twice as long, included me going to the bathroom twice, 2 technicians trying, and 3 walks around the radiology area to see if baby would move into a good position….and FINALLY they got enough views.  I am not kidding you when I say they bruised me.  My muscles still hurt 3 days later.  But they got it all 🙂

It was amazing to see our little one.  Hubby had a better view of the monitor and got to see baby practicing swallowing and moving a lot.  Daddy was suprised I did not feel any of the little ones movements.  I do feel baby several times a day now, but if there is counter pressure from outside, baby isn’t quite strong enough to get it’s point across, but I KNOW that will change soon enough.  Even now, a week later, I feel the kicking and movements stronger than I did the day of our scan.

But I do have 6 pictures to show for our time (and my pain).  It is definitely worth it.  For those who did not see them on facebook, here they are:
both feet
baby left foot
baby head to left in all profiles–>baby sucking it’s thumb