24 hour urine looks good. I just have to follow up with Spike on Monday. I'm exhausted though. And apparently I had some contractions while on the monitor yesterday. I didn't feel them at all and there was no change in my cervix, so that's good.
Thanks for all your thoughts and prayers. Jude and I really appreciate it. Hopefully I won't see the walls of L&D again until May.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Guess where I am.
Labor & Delivery.
Now, I'm not laboring or delivering thank God. But I am being monitored for possible Pre-E. It started Thursday at work. I wasn't' feeling well and had one of our nurses take my vitals. My BP was only slightly elevated but my pulse was super high. Long story, short - I called Nurse Spike who said come in and see Spike.
Spike decided that given my complicated medical history, he wanted me to go to L&D for monitoring and and EKG by a cardiologist. So we came over. They ended up keeping me over night. And now, since I had what I like to refer to as protein pee, I am about 19 hours into a 24 hour urine test.
So we wait. I have to finish the 24 hour and then wait for the results. If they are good, we go home. If they are not, we stay and talk about steroid shots, bed rest, and other things that I don't really want to thing about right now.
The good news is that all my cardio stuff looks good. And so does Jude.
Thanks for all your positive vibes. I'll keep you posted.
Love y'all.
Now, I'm not laboring or delivering thank God. But I am being monitored for possible Pre-E. It started Thursday at work. I wasn't' feeling well and had one of our nurses take my vitals. My BP was only slightly elevated but my pulse was super high. Long story, short - I called Nurse Spike who said come in and see Spike.
Spike decided that given my complicated medical history, he wanted me to go to L&D for monitoring and and EKG by a cardiologist. So we came over. They ended up keeping me over night. And now, since I had what I like to refer to as protein pee, I am about 19 hours into a 24 hour urine test.
So we wait. I have to finish the 24 hour and then wait for the results. If they are good, we go home. If they are not, we stay and talk about steroid shots, bed rest, and other things that I don't really want to thing about right now.
The good news is that all my cardio stuff looks good. And so does Jude.
Thanks for all your positive vibes. I'll keep you posted.
Love y'all.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Oh, one more thing.
I don't particularly care what your political opinions are. And I feel that we all should take an interest and know what we think and believe.
BUT, I do have a problem with those who proclaim to have these strong political beliefs (recently regarding the health care bill, but just generally speaking as well), but cannot tell me why.
As a side note, I don't think that politics or religion are Facebook material. But I guarantee you that 90% of those people who have joined these stupid "End Obamacare" or whatever groups - could not tell me what exactly it is that they are opposed to. Why they don't support it. Or what they do believe in terms of health care in this country.
Not if their lives depended on it.
And that, my friends is the one and only and last thing you will hear me say about the health care bill.
G'night.
BUT, I do have a problem with those who proclaim to have these strong political beliefs (recently regarding the health care bill, but just generally speaking as well), but cannot tell me why.
As a side note, I don't think that politics or religion are Facebook material. But I guarantee you that 90% of those people who have joined these stupid "End Obamacare" or whatever groups - could not tell me what exactly it is that they are opposed to. Why they don't support it. Or what they do believe in terms of health care in this country.
Not if their lives depended on it.
And that, my friends is the one and only and last thing you will hear me say about the health care bill.
G'night.
Maternity Leave
If I'm being honest, I was dreaming about maternity leave the moment we decided to start trying to get me knocked up.
I mean of course the focus was on creating life, but I couldn't help but look at my office walls and think "One day, I won't see this place for months".
And since I've been pregnant - Oh forget about it. Going on leave has never been far from the forefront of my mind. (Side note: the word forefront always makes me think foreskin, but I digress).
Remember those paper chains, that you made in elementary school to count down the days until Christmas or Spring Break or Summer?
I have given serious thought to making one to hang in my office and countdown to maternity leave. Okay, so I have established how I feel about leave.
Now, the big news: I am going out on maternity leave effective Monday.
Holy crap.
I still have about about 6 weeks until my c/s. But with my BP being up and down and the fact that I am measuring a few weeks ahead - Spike and I are pulling the plug on work.
I can't really explain how I feel about it. I'm excited, obviously. But really nervous too. Nervous about change. Nervous about the financial piece of me not working. Nervous about that fact that being on maternity leave means having a baby relatively soon. Just nervous.
I suspect that this time off will be a really good thing. Good for me. Good for Jude. Good for my marriage. (Less stress = less bitching). Just good. And I'll probably look back in a week or so and be so happy that I took this extra time off.
But for now - I'm scared. Happy. But scared. Elated, actually. But still scared.
I mean of course the focus was on creating life, but I couldn't help but look at my office walls and think "One day, I won't see this place for months".
And since I've been pregnant - Oh forget about it. Going on leave has never been far from the forefront of my mind. (Side note: the word forefront always makes me think foreskin, but I digress).
Remember those paper chains, that you made in elementary school to count down the days until Christmas or Spring Break or Summer?
I have given serious thought to making one to hang in my office and countdown to maternity leave. Okay, so I have established how I feel about leave.
Now, the big news: I am going out on maternity leave effective Monday.
Holy crap.
I still have about about 6 weeks until my c/s. But with my BP being up and down and the fact that I am measuring a few weeks ahead - Spike and I are pulling the plug on work.
I can't really explain how I feel about it. I'm excited, obviously. But really nervous too. Nervous about change. Nervous about the financial piece of me not working. Nervous about that fact that being on maternity leave means having a baby relatively soon. Just nervous.
I suspect that this time off will be a really good thing. Good for me. Good for Jude. Good for my marriage. (Less stress = less bitching). Just good. And I'll probably look back in a week or so and be so happy that I took this extra time off.
But for now - I'm scared. Happy. But scared. Elated, actually. But still scared.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Without further ado....
It is my pleasure to introduce to you THE NURSERY.
Holy cow, the nursery. All it's waiting for is a baby. I'm so happy with how it came out and I'm excited to share it with you.
A close up.
A shout out to PawPaw.
I know, it's sideways. Tilt your head.
So that's it. Well, I need to get a few more pictures of wall stuff that I've hung. But that's the jist of it.
Oh, one more thing. My favorite part is this framed picture of a quote I found. I melted the moment that I read it. It summarizes so much of how I feel about being Momma to my little guy.
It reads:
"Every great man, was first a boy".
::swoon tear smile::
Holy cow, the nursery. All it's waiting for is a baby. I'm so happy with how it came out and I'm excited to share it with you.
A close up.
A shout out to PawPaw.
I know, it's sideways. Tilt your head.
So that's it. Well, I need to get a few more pictures of wall stuff that I've hung. But that's the jist of it.
Oh, one more thing. My favorite part is this framed picture of a quote I found. I melted the moment that I read it. It summarizes so much of how I feel about being Momma to my little guy.
It reads:
"Every great man, was first a boy".
::swoon tear smile::
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Let me break it down for you.
I suck at blogging. I'm exhausted. I'm achy. I'm almost 30 weeks. I'm scared. I'm anxious. I'm grateful. I'm covered in to do lists. I'm single handedly keeping Post It in business. I'm excited. I'm working on the nursery. I'm covered in stretch marks. I'm trying to cherish each day. I'm trying really hard to cherish the hard days. I'm finally gaining weight. I'm eating girl scout cookies like a banshee. I'm breaking out. I'm coloring my hair. I'm hormonal. I'm mushy. I'm loving my husband. I'm watching him become a father. I'm, at times, speechless. I'm always in thought about how lucky and blessed I truly am.
I'm humbled. I'm grateful again.
And I'm gassy.
xoxo
J
I'm humbled. I'm grateful again.
And I'm gassy.
xoxo
J
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