eniarelocin: (Bro-Bru-Bru)
I'm supposed to be sleeping right now.

However, I had to finish some laundry... had to. It's compulsive. But I feel better knowing it's done.

About 10:30pm ( a little behind schedule), I made three eggs scrambled with 2 oz of Castor Oil... and some salsa, Brother Bru Bru's and rice cheese. That was like eating greasy Styrofoam. I hope to NEVER eat eggs again. However, I managed to choke down all but the last couple of bites (small ones). I have so far succeeded in fighting the urge to vomit every last disgusting drop of that stuff back out of my body. So far. Regardless, since it's been in, I have had some more contractions, a little bit stronger ones. This could be partially (and I'm sure should be) blamed on carrying around laundry and bending a bunch. But hopefully that disgusting stuff will do its job and get some good labor going.

I've been having irregular contractions on and off all day, and especially this evening. They're not too bad. For some reason I find myself just needing to breathe more even though I wouldn't really say I'm in pain, so much. This is confusing to Stephen, but he'll live. Right now I feel numb to pain. Let's hope that continues for a long, long time.

Ah well... so nothing super stellar to report before I head off to bed tonight. I think we're slowly getting a little bit further along, but I couldn't say where we are in the process. We haven't bothered timing contractions at all yet, and I'm not really planning to do so until they really start to hurt, or are strong enough to stop me in my tracks.

I have orders to finish the last 2 oz of Castor Oil at 0400... not too long from now, really. That dosage is scheduled to find its way into a non-dairy chocolate milkshake. Hopefully I'll be able to gulp down the retched stuff and not feel it so much. *shudder* It's all so very disgusting. I really hope I don't vomit. I don't want to have to do that more than one more time.

Alright, sleep. We're hoping to have a long, hard day tomorrow. (Short and tolerable is also an acceptable reality, but not one we're expecting.)

P.S. A note on contractions: I have been having some down lower over the last couple days that I did not immediately recognize. The stronger, upper ones seem to be back. They feel a bit like having the wind knocked out of you, but oddly further away from where that sensation should be. I suppose that's an indicator that my gut really is that big. Bye, Bye belly! We'll not be together for long!
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The Due Date

Today is our due date. All of the pregnancy emails I receive are saying it's the end of the pregnancy- and one has even gone so far as to send info on taking care of a newborn opening with "Welcome to parenthood!" Yeah, I wish.

Last night Stephen bestowed his permission for me to have the baby after 11 am this morning. So, we now have a go ahead from Dad... and my mom requests that we get it done before the weekend because she has a work thing on Monday. So I guess we'd better get going.

First of all, a statistic: Only 5% of babies are born on their due date. Of the people I've met who did have babies on their due dates, all followed by saying they were induced. I've no idea what the actual spread is nation wide... but I'm pretty sure there is no hope for us.

That said, I will mention that starting last night I've had some pretty extreme tightness in my lower abdomen, though only a couple of noticeable contractions. Otherwise it's a pretty constant pain. I'm starting to regret planning a full day of distraction for myself (all of which is out of the house). However, some of it will hopefully speed along the launch of labor and baby.

First on the list is seeing Leslie, my acupuncturist (so I'd better make this a quick post). Given that we're now very much full term, Stephen has given the go ahead, and I am more than ready to meet this baby, I will be instructing Leslie to please, please, please! push every baby button- especially the big red one marked "eject." Fingers crossed. Next we're going to spend time with my favourite Mr. Mom, Darryl, and five-month-old Alice. Maybe thinking and seeing babies will be helpful. Then, assuming labor hasn't started, it's off to my last day of work at the college until after my baby break. Then, if labor still hasn't started, it's off to Indian Curry with my mom. This will supposedly induce labor. I have no plans tomorrow, other than the midwife and then the chiropractor, so please can I have a baby now?!

I know it's ridiculous to think I can make it happen. I'm sure women all over the world beg and pray for labor with no results at all. However, one can dream! I really don't want to wait until next week. I still have in my head that the end of this week is the time, so I'm happy to help push it along.

Come on Baby! We're all waiting for you!

Also, as mentioned before, I've been ravishingly hungry- second trimester style- for the last few days. Anyone know if this is a good sign of labor preparation? I'm hoping so because this is very much unlike me. I feel like I haven't eaten in days!

P.S. I finished my thank you cards- I was really quick on about the first half and then somehow the last few weeks have just vanished. So, some people should already have one. Others are in the post... or likely you haven't gotten one yet because I don't have your address. This includes several people who I know don't read this blog, like Stephen's Aunts. I'm working on it. Oh well... hopefully they'll make it out soon- preferably before the baby announcements get sent!
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Inutero baby hiccups has to be, easily, one of the weirdest pregnancy sensations ... and definitely my least favourite. OH well. Necessary practice for the little nipper.

Feeling much better today, even though I'm a bit nauseous after eating a dessert type item for brunch today... MISTAKE. I should know better but I was pressed for time. And now I pay for it.

On the plus side, I was pressed for time because I went and collected the labor tub, which is currently dominating the back seat of the Subie.

There's nothing holding us back now. I'm going to give this Evening Primrose stuff a try and ... see if anything happens I guess. I hope it's not as gross as it sounds. Yuck.

Oh, also on the good news list: most things are arriving in the post! I love getting things in the post. It's terrible. Now I'm just waiting for my Caden Lane messenger diaper bag to get here from Canada. They sent it via national post and it's taking freakin' forever. I asked for a tracking number, and much like our own ridiculous postal system, it only had information dating to the 28th of September. Thanks... that's oh so helpful. I hope it shows up!

I'm going to finish the baby room tonight. That's my plan. That means organizing the changing table, taking the wipes warmer out of the box, putting the cloth diapers in the crate thing I got for them, and making the room look really cozy. I'm intending to take pictures, but we'll see if I really do it. That would be better tomorrow when there is window light.

And now for more water... and hoping these hiccups knock off.

Oh, last thing of note: even my too big clothes are tight now! Bah. I squished into a tie dye dress today and have to keep checking to make sure the buttons haven't popped open again. Good thing I'm wearing under layers. It's tempting to say I'm not going to work here next week and just live in pajamas until the baby comes out. I'll miss the gut when it does, though. It's a special thing. But next time... if there is ever a next time (which could happen if Stephen is as keen on babies as he is on his cats) I have a couple of requirements. 1) Loose some freakin weight first so I feel prettier, and 2) invest in real maternity clothes that actually fit and ESPECIALLY knickers.

That is all.
eniarelocin: (ReceptionCouple)
I'm making lists of things we [Stephen] need to remember when it's Baby Time. Included amongst those lists is that of who wants to be notified that labor and/or birth has occurred/is happening. I'm honestly not sure who to put on this list so I'm asking for your help. Please let us know if you would like to be on that list.

We are not likely to contact anyone other than immediate family if either or both of these events occur in the middle of the night. If you want to know no matter what the hour or the day, please let us know. I'm not guaranteeing anything, mind you, as I'm not likely to be in charge of this and Stephen is likely to be distracted... however, if you have your name on the piece of paper to which Stephen and/or my mom will be referring then your chances are much better.

Thanks from us.

[Poll #1060657]
eniarelocin: (Belly Foot)
Stephen took a couple of profile shots of me on Saturday... now I just have to get him to hand them over and post.

We are definitely getting close now. It's odd to answer the "how long do you have question" with "oh, two weeks." That's two weeks until the due date, by the way. Realistically, it could still be up to four more weeks before baby makes an appearance, but I sincerely hope not. The dull, menstrual like cramps continue to plague me, as so some of the stronger ones. I really hope, fingers crossed, that this will make for a smooth laboring process.

It's started to occur to me that by 12, 16, 18 hours in to first stage labor that I might become a bit anxious if we haven't hit transition yet and don't know when we will do. I really hope I'll have the stamina for this. I've been sick on and off this last week and fighting hard not to be. (Of course I would wait until nine months pregnant to get ill, right?) Being ill makes me want the baby to come out so that 1) I'll be more comfortable, and 2) my body will be free to amount a full immune attack and make me better once and for all. However, laying there wishing labor would just start may not be the best move as I would starting from a state of exhaustion and imagine this would make everything harder. It is from this the notion has sprung that it might be a lot longer and harder than I can currently comprehend.

Oh, and as a side note- last night I still got the "you're not that big" thing. What's wrong with just saying, "you look healthy" or some other generality?

Read more... )

Early Mornings and Final Preparations )

Ah well... time will tell all and everything will work out. We're really almost there. It's all so surreal!

Edit: Ah Peanut! Mom is sick with random flu and doesn't want to infect me... so I guess I'm on my own again.

Anyone want $20 to help with me scrubbing tubs, vacuuming the stairs and reaching things I can't reach right now?
eniarelocin: (Belly Foot)

Originally uploaded by NicoleRaine

Lisa, our baby shower hostess, is in town. This afternoon she took me out to tea at a place I didn't even know existed. Apparently there is a very quaint little country village (see cutesy shops and touristy things) in Bothell. We had a lovely time... there are more photo highlights from our tea party on my flikr site.

Tomorrow is our baby shower. It's looking from the guest list like it may turn out to really be a baby shower and less like the BBQ get together we were originally envisioning. I think this should probably work out pretty well- there will only be a couple of male types and I'm sure the most uncomfortable of all of them will be Stephen. He has permission to bail should it turn into an Estrogen Fest. I'm hoping it will be a nice afternoon with friends.

I'm planning to bring my camera and hoping to try something different. I would like to get pictures of the gift givers holding the gifts instead of me with everything... might be nice as a memory- that way we're sure to know where everything came from years down the road.

Midwifery Update )

Baby/Pregnancy Updates )

...and on that note... it's time for midnight snack and then bed.Edit: Stephen gets the curry... I get a glass of Almond milk and a purple carrot.

We hope to see everyone tomorrow at 4pm!

eniarelocin: (Squishy Baby)
Sorry... posted late. From Thursday, 30 August, 2007.

Project Pollywog: 34 Weeks, 3 days

Yesterday was our 34 week Midwife appointment. The topic of the day was home birth. As the reader knows, we have been reconsidering this possibility and leaning strongly towards it since discovering that our new insurance will not cover birth by midwife. Yesterday we discussed more in depth the logistics of it, some more details and addressed Stephen’s concerns of safety. Included below are the answers to our questions and hopefully many of yours as well.
Our big hang up has simply related to which hospital we’d rather be closer to. Both hospital options for the birthing center and being at home are not optimal, but it’s hard to know if one is worse than the other. If there is a life in question who can we trust? I think that in the end we’re taking a leap of faith that should we need it, Cascade Valley Hospital will not kill us. Home birth it is.
Home Birth FAQ )
General FAQ )
Other Things We've Discovered )
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Why I hate Evites

I'm so frustrated today. Things are not working smoothly. I feel like I'm getting behind even though I've been working most of the day (other than a three hour excursion to Seattle to drop off the house guest and go to Glazer's), and yet nothing is getting done. For the last several days I've regretted at least 60% of everything I've said and haven't said. I've decided that I talk too much and will be remedying that immediately (following this post, of course).

I thought I would be proactive and try to get something accomplished to adding in guests and sending out the baby shower invitation now that Lisa, our hostess, had given approval. Note: We were sending it from mine so people would recognize the email address and not assume it was spam. Well... Evites suck. It didn't appear to have sent it since I got no confirmation so I hit the button again and still nothing. I went back in to check it and then it showed two identical events on the My Invitations, neither of which were drafts. So... logically I assume that hitting the button twice had sent two invitations and that I should delete one of them to reduce confusion. So I went into one of them to cancel the event and send the "oops" email update to the guests. Embarrassing enough, right? No. When it refreshed they were both gone. I deleted the entire baby shower, and now there is no draft invitation.

I deleted the baby shower.

I'm so frustrated that right now I'm inclined to leave it deleted. I hate Evites. I think they're tacky, although less expensive, yes. I understand the convenience given that our hostess is in California and the prospect of mailing is certainly more of a hassle for her. I guess I'm just old fashioned and like pretty paper invitations and hand addressing things. I'm not the hostess so it's not my call, but the website is so frustrating and unresponsive! I can't get a hold of her right now. I can't just resend because the whole thing is gone.

Do we really need a baby shower? Of course we don't. Does anyone? No. But Lisa is not going to happy about this.

I'm too hormonal for all of this. I have a headache. I'm hot. All that Zen I worked on all day is absolutely obliterated at this point.

Stephen keeps wanting me to stop and just lay down or do some other relaxing thing... but I still haven't successfully accomplished anything other than unloading our house guest in Seattle. How am I supposed to relax when nothing is done? How can I sit there and idle when there is so much to do? When I have clients waiting for things? I can't. I don't do that.

Can I have a do-over please?

Edit: Apparently, if you hit the back button enough times do-overs do exist. So... it's been resent. I think it says I'm the host even though I'm not. I've tried to fix it, but it doesn't like me.

So far, [livejournal.com profile] sqidgyfishlove (aka Steve) has RSVP'd that he is coming. This is probably a good thing since the shower is for him, too.

So I guess this means the day is saved. But I still hate Evites.
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The Cost of Having A Baby

We had our 32 Week Midwife appointment this morning. Despite a rocky start in getting there and me walking part of the way post tantrum, I think the fact that it turned out well is proof positive that Darlene really works for us.

The big question was whether or not we can stay with her. We found out that what it's going to cost us to stay there:
Facility Fee: $2,000 normally but she'll only charge us $1,000 given the situation if we decide to birth at the birthing center.
Professional Fee: $3,000 normally but she'll knock it down to $2,500, or if we pay it by 36 weeks (one month from now) she'll reduce it further to $2,000.

If we choose to have a home birth, there is no facility fee and the grand total should be $2,000 if we can pay her this month. She's cutting it in half for us, basically.

Needless to say, we're strongly considering a home birth.
About Home Birth )
The bottom line here is that we do not want to change care providers. I'm sure you're wondering, and YES I did call our new insurance provider. They will not reimburse us a penny and they actually told me that they wouldn't have covered the delivery by a midwife anyway... though I didn't get full details on that bit. Regardless, we had a hard time finding someone we were really comfortable with and I don't want to start that all over again so late in the game. I feel like we'd be potentially compromising my health and that of the baby just to save the 80% or whatever the insurance covers (and even some of that is questionable at this point). It's just not worth it to me. We'll figure it out.

I'd rather work harder to make it work than compromise on this one. I'm just not comfortable with that and the last thing I want is added anxiety, which equals added risk. I guess this is where all those parenting choices come into play, huh? We want what's best for the baby. This is what we think is best. So here we are. We need $2,000.

So... other things:About the Baby )

Mom is going to Canada to pick up our Quinny Zapp tonight. I may go with her, or I may go to the Clutch show with Stephen... dunno yet.

More about La Leche League meeting later.

P.S. Nose bleeds suck and I'd like to be done with them now... and Pickle likes bubbles. Silly goldfish.
eniarelocin: (Tiny Toes)
Well... 8 weeks to go until the due date. This likely means another 9 1/2 until the birth.

Stephen got hired on full time at the place he's been contracting which means we now a new insurance plan. He was happy and anxious to stop paying out of pocket for the Cobra Plan (continuation of our original insurance through his last employer) and I've been apprehensive about dropping the Cobra ever since he suggested just not paying for it back in July. Turns out all of that apprehension was completely founded. Call it woman's intuition. This new insurance plan does not cover the midwife. It will not pay for the birth - unless something goes wrong and we end up at a hospital. I, for one, am not ok with that.

So, I'm at work at the college right now. It's my second to last day before we have a five week break and there is really no certainty of any hours after that as the college is trying to cut funding (go figure). I'm really freaking out right now. I'm really trying not to lose it at work. Edit: Just talked to my boss and we will get some hours, but as per usual there are a certain amount and he leaves it up to us to divide them between us... so it's really dependent on how generous everyone else will be as to how many hours I get.

I've called the midwife just to double check with them and they do not work with this new provider at all. They said they are happy to bill our previous insurance for everything up until the 1 August when our insurance changed. Our next appointment there is Wednesday when they are going to talk to us about how much this is going to cost out of pocket for the remainder of our care including the birth.

We've already lost our vision coverage and are having to pay for my new contacts out of pocket this month. We haven't bought the carseat yet (they're supposed to be available this week at some places and later in the month at others- so that's what we've been waiting for). We haven't bought a breast pump. We've been putting all of this off until this month or next (I've been pushing for sooner rather than later, but in the end it's really not my decision).

I'm really not ok about the idea of having to change away from our Midwife. I would sooner have the baby at home by myself than go anywhere near an OB. All I need is someone to catch the baby and the afterbirth, cut the cord, and we're good to go, I think.

Maybe another job isn't such a bad idea after all... legalities aside do you think anyone would hire a woman at 8 months pregnant?
eniarelocin: (silly)
Ok, so I may have just purchased tickets to go and see the Cure... ok so I did.

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Half an hour left of work. Then it's off to Babies R Us with Mom so I can purchase a crib bumper, about which Stephen does not care. Stephen is ok with bubble wrapping the baby and giving it a snorkel thereby making all safety items unnecessary and obsolete... until diaper changing and feeding come into play. Bet you didn't think of that one, didja!? So... instead of bubble-wrapping the baby, or making a crib bumper out of Duct Tape and ... what did you suggest Stephen? an old sheet or something... I'm going to pony up a whopping $30 (of his money) and buy one.

So what else is going on? I'm trying to make the list of invites for the Baby Shower to give to miss hostess, [livejournal.com profile] redcanoe. I don't know who to invite to this thing! I've been so bad at keeping in touch that I almost feel like I shouldn't invite people because they're likely to think we just want more presents, which is not at all the case. We don't have room for them. Ah well... I don't expect most people will want to come. I expect they'll see Baby Shower and head for the hills. Also, the plan seems to be Evites, but I'm not sure I like that. Oh well. It seems maybe too informal? I don't know. And I don't know how many people really check their email anymore (some a lot, obviously, but it's the locals that I never email with of which I have no clue). Oh well... I guess if people come they come and if they don't... well we'll have a lot of cake all to ourselves.

Other things to report: I am dead tired. I'm having a hard time sleeping at night (which is normal from here on, annoyingly) and then waking up too early. If I go back to sleep I end up having CRAZY dreams that keep me bed too long. And I need a nap now. Well... I suppose in somewhat of a good way, I have work at the college tomorrow, two days next week, and then five whole weeks off whether I like it or not (and the answer there is not). This is great for getting done house work and taking naps, but it also will mean I never leave the house. Oh well... more naps it is then. But not today.

And that pointless update is all you get for today.

Topics I need to remember to cover in the near future:

  • The Craziness of the last week.

  • Bradley Birthing Classes.

  • Shooting a wedding in July.

  • Stephen and bath toys.

  • Sewing and other projects with Mom

Other than that, folks, we have about nine weeks to go. That's all. Time... well, it's flying. So excited to meet the baby!

Last minute addition:
I've gotten to sit here at work today, with my feet sort of propped up, and see my belly change shape while the baby rolls around. That is pretty interesting, and I find it quite enjoyable. It's getting bigger, that's for sure. The literature suggests it could be 3.5 - 4 lbs. this week. And it's likely double again before it's born. Crazy, eh?
eniarelocin: (Moonlight Mother)
Time sure does fly, doesn't it? Somehow the prospect of hitting 30 weeks feels like we're about to slide into home plate.

We've started birthing classes. We've had one, then skipped a week because other people started after we did, and tomorrow we'll all come together for class number 2. So far, so good there.

I'm frustrated with being tired, hot, and trying to get enough nutrients (I have totally lost my appetite). I seriously despise summer.

On the upside, Grandma Chuck came over and helped me paint pretty much painted office/baby room. She graciously put up with me being on the floor a good part of both days as my back keeps going out. Not much to be done about that, it seems. So anyway... It's Blue!

+2 )

So our colour scheme is coming together. The wall colour is called "Blueberry Buck" and will be complemented by green, lighter blue, and yellows/golds- though there are a few red/brown/orange accessories as well which also look good against the wall. It's bright. I like it. It makes it feel more like baby is coming. And we got low order paint so hopefully baby didn't get to feel any effects of the fumes. They didn't bother me so I guess that's alright.
Crib Day )
Well, I guess it's back to the last bit of Saturday. I'm not looking forward to the rest of that, but we won't speak of that.
eniarelocin: (uber | RaR)
The Cure are playing at Key Arena (which has chairs) the day before the baby is due. I really really want to go. I would so love to see the Cure! My midwife always says that first babies are 8 days late, statistically speaking- and her receptionist said she thought that was awesome when I said I was thinking about going. I have known about this since last week and it's really driving me crazy. Should I go? Even if I went into labour during the concert, wouldn't be some sort of wonderful sign from the gods? The Baby does love to wiggle to music. And how horrible would it be to sit at home knowing that I'm missing it... only to find the baby really does come a week later? I have been saying that, boy or girl, I would dress it up for Halloween as Robert Smith next year (this year may be pushing it). I got a little velvet jacket for it and everything! (I'm a loving Mum, can you tell?)

And besides, if the baby comes before that... well I'll just sell or gift my tickets and it won't be an issue... unless the baby goes to the Cure concert anyway... hmm.... getting out is good for babies after all...

[Poll #1022877]

This is the last post of the night, I promise!
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Yo-Yo Ma is performing at the Opening Night Concert & Gala at Benaroyal Hall on 15 September (Baby shower Day)... and all they have left are the full Gala tickets for $450!!!

Pardon me while I burst into uncontrollable fits of tears. I wish I would have found this while concert only tickets were still available!

I went to look in the first place because I heard adverts on the radio for the Seattle Symphony performing Carmina Burana which I would have loved to have seen. Unfortunately it only ran from the 12th to the 14th... we just missed it! *SOB*

However... there is a shining ray of hope: George Winston, pianist I so enjoy, is playing on 28 September and Orchestra seating is still available for a very attainable $30! *JOY!* I'm trying to see if some of the cultured ladies whom I see to rarely would like to accompany me before tickets are gone. I hope so! If I must, I'll go alone, but I would really like for them to come with me.

And one last thing to cry over... The Cure are playing the day before we're due... to go or not to go?
eniarelocin: (Tiny Toes)
I gave in. I'm dying my hair. The fumes are killing me. This may not have been the best plan... but I do so hate my brown hair! It's such a shame that paying someone else to do it is so expensive.

Well... what's new? We've signed up for Birthing Classes. Due to a great many factors, we've decided to go with the Bradley Natural Childbirth Classes, taught in S. Everett by a woman named Lynnette. They are more expensive than hospital classes but we feel that the value is worth it. These classes are actually designed to help and prepare us for a better, safer, healthier birth with as little pain as possible (namely by teaching us to handle it). This is a twelve-week series which will end one week before our due date... that means we're getting close!

We start classes this Tuesday and I'm actually somewhat excited. The idea of labour is still somewhat surreal and I think that by physically attending these classes and beginning to really prepare, it may help the whole concept sink in more so and feel more tangible. I'm also hoping this will be a bit of a bonding experience for [livejournal.com profile] squidgyfishlove and myself ( or a huge disaster, fingers crossed). So yes, first class this Tuesday and then we'll be attending on Sunday afternoons for the duration of the classes. Pros of this are not rushing to get there after work, and we're taking it with just one other couple which should mean that it's less stressful and intimidating (since neither of particularly like the group of strangers scenario). The con is namely that it eats up our weekends somewhat, as it is 3-5 Sunday afternoon... but I think if we still want to plan a trip to Portland to see [livejournal.com profile] kevbonium that we should be able to make up our class.

During a stop off at Baby Style (I LOVE this store- and have registered there), we picked up a couple of books for Stephen: Crouching Father, Hidden Toddler: The Zen of Fatherhood (or something like that) and The New Dad's Survival Guide: Man-to-Man Advice For First - Time Fathers (This one comes complete with Army dad in some swanky slippers and a helmet.) I'm glad he's found a couple of books to read on the subject that he seems to enjoy. And, to my benefit- one of the books tells him that when cute and such gets too much he should get out and use some power tools (or do other such manly things). He decided to give this a shot last night on one of my new cheapo assembly required cabinets, which I purchased to replace an even more cheapo set of shelves in the office, and hide clutter). I think I like this. I wonder what other DIY projects we could set for him? And! Those should be made easier by the month late Father's Day present that he's getting today. You know, smothered in Macho Cheese and complete with bare handed Bear Wrestling and such.

Other than that... my upper back is starting to hurt a lot. Apparently my chest and general frontular area is getting heavier and it's very uncomfortable. I'm not pleased by this in the least. Also, I've rubbed the skin off of my toes and re-sprained my wrist. It's really hot and my I'm very tired of feeling that (and the stickiness). Good thing I'm shooting a wedding tomorrow, solo. What a wonderful plan that was! Oh well... let's hope it turns out well. I would hate to anger a bride.

More on photography later... for now I must go and wash this horribly wretched smelling chemistry from my hair.

Someone please remind me to post pictures of the Photographer-Mom's Dream Diaper Bag and proof of super-double-extra nerd points earned by moi.
eniarelocin: (Tiny Toes)
Today's post is brought to you by the letters A and G (for anxious and grumpy). Just fair warning.

So! Today marks the first day of the Third Trimester. Good bye relative comfort and having energy again. Good bye to being able to see my feet and reach them. Good bye riding my motorcycle. Good bye to still "having a ways to go."

Hello edema. Hello being tired all the time again. Hello increased back pain. Hello Braxton-Hicks Contractions. Hello Colostrom production and swollen breasts. Hello increased mood swings and crying fits. Hello Anxiety Attacks?! (What's that all about anyway?!) Hello driving on four wheels all the time, everywhere. Hello count down to baby. Hello birthing classes. Hello buying the big ticket items we've been putting off (like a carseat, the pushchair, and a breast pump). Hello pregnant waddle and unrelenting acid reflux.

But most importantly... in three months, Hello Baby!!! That's right. For those of you who need a reminder, our due date is 9 October- three months from today. Just a staggering 12 weeks to go after this one.

Second Trimester Wrap Up )
Third Trimester )
Baby Shower info and Registries )
eniarelocin: (Tiny Toes)
Topic of the Day: Is it a Boy or a Girl? Actually the real topic of the day is what if it's a boy... what to name the thing?!

Stephen likes Italian names. I like Scottish, Irish, sort of trad English names... and things that are a little different/less common/more unique than most of what we're coming up with and those being suggested.

We could use some suggestions from the more creative of you. We really like what [livejournal.com profile] deathboy and Liz chose to name their boy, Corben. Of course we would not use it, but we're happy to hear some other similar or even rejected names as a source of inspiration.

I like things like Ewan, Cullen, Aidan and other ridiculously long winded things. Stephen likes Italian names including Angelo, as well as Brian, Andrew (which I will accept as a middle name and is Stephen's middle name), and ... other things.

[Poll #1005012]

If it is a boy, it may look like this:I'm going to get in trouble for this )

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There has been another belly explosion this week. It seems like it doesn't increase in size so consistently as I thought, or perhaps I just notice it at intervals. However, it's getting comments. I suddenly feel big.

News of the Day: [livejournal.com profile] squidgyfishlove was able to feel the baby move for the first time this morning. It followed his finger movements and kept poking back. 'Tis a smart wee bairn. Needless to say, he grinned like an idiot and made the super cute embarrassed smile before promptly hiding under the covers with cheeks a flush. It was a nice moment. He has gotten to connect physically with his child and the baby didn't hide from Dad. Pretty cool, if you ask me.

Now I guess it's time to go back to being domestic. More sewing. This follows the all evening sewing session with [livejournal.com profile] to_rei_shi last night. And there is so much more to do. However, the 'completed' pile is growing and we have a plan for everything else (almost). I wish I could head to fabric store and get what I need for the other outfits, but that will have to wait until we get back from our little vacation.

I still need to pick out the fabric for the baby's bedding- crib bumpers and the diaper hanger... and all sorts of other things. I have patters. I have a general idea of what I want to do with the room in general, but that piece specifically is still up in the air. I still need to find a fabric texture that I like for that. But the good news is that I could easily make four or five different bedding sets from scratch for the cost of one ridiculously priced bedding set at Babies 'R' Us or anywhere like that (and some of them are over $100 than I was thinking originally!). Do people really spend that kind of money? Geeze.

I'm going to be really happy to say I made them myself (well probably with some assistance from Mom and perhaps [livejournal.com profile] to_rei_shi as they've expressed interested in being involved).

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