Seriously. Teeth have turned my good sleeping, content little boy into a mess at about 1 a.m. when he wakes up screaming bloody murder and will not go back to sleep without me. These teeth - I can SEE them. They are RIGHT THERE. COME OUT ALREADY. This is ridiculous. The poor guy. It's also making his nose run, he's coughing, it's just ridiculous. PJ and mommy want to sleep again.
Anyway, got some beautiful gerber daisies from my son for mother's day -- he's so thoughtful. Also enjoyed an excellent dinner at Ruth's Chris, only the best restaurant ever. All in all, I had a very lovely mother's day weekend.
We're coming up on 18 weeks here. Feeling flutters occasionally, not too often though. Hoping I feel some kicks soon. I think it will feel like we're progressing more once there are things like that happening. I cannot wait for this little one to be here. I cannot wait to see PJ be a big brother - as worried as I am that PJ will be sad that he has to share mommy, and as scared as I am about loving this little one as much as PJ. I know that's just normal feelings. I am trying to push them out of my head.
We are finally going to the zoo this weekend -- I think PJ is gonna have a blast. He loves the dog, so I am sure he will love the zoo with all the other animals.
The O'Gs. No, not the Original Gangstas. But close.
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Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Friday, April 23, 2010
Boys will be Boys
So PJ has bruises on his leg, the side of his eye, his head. I don't worry though. He's a BOY! Boys do things like this and he never cries for more than a second, and I know he's having fun, and figuring out his world and learning.
He's also discovered his penis. Yes that's right. Every time the little weiner is exposed BAM! Playing, pulling, tugging, CRACKING UP about it. It's actually quite amusing. The joy of playing with your penis starts young apparently. He's also discovered he wants to play with the baby in the mirror (him). He waves to himself, laughs. It's really fucking adorable actually.
I'm 15 weeks pregnant. I feel like this is taking FOREVER. I have a doctor appointment on Thursday, and I feel like my last one was MONTHS ago. I realize come October I am going to be saying how fast it went and all that jazz, but right now it is DRAGGING. I feel flutters here and there, no major kicks or anything yet though. I am really anxious to find out if it's a boy or girl (I think it's a boy, but still). I feel like I can't really buy anything till we know -- which is dumb because most of what we need is stuff we'll get gender neutral anyway, except for clothes. But I feel like if we buy it ahead of time it will be weird. I really don't know why.
And now..
The Peri Bottle
I mentioned the peri bottle in an earlier post, but now I am going to give it rightful place in the things you will love after you give birth.
The peri bottle probably holds about 6-8 ounces of water and is squeezable with a top like a water bottle that you pop up to drink out of. They will give this to you (or they should) immediately before you pee the first time after you give birth. You will fill the bottle with warm (as warm as you can stand) water. Then, after you pee, you will squirt the gloriousness of this warm water all over your vagina, lips, etc. Because you want to clean any gunk off there (read: blood) and make sure you don't get an infection because THAT would suck.
Use all the water. Why not? It feels good, and you don't really want to be wiping at this time, no matter how angel soft your toliet paper might be. Use it until you have stopped bleeding for a week, and until wiping doesn't sound like you might die if you do it. And keep it around -- you might never know what else it would be good for.
He's also discovered his penis. Yes that's right. Every time the little weiner is exposed BAM! Playing, pulling, tugging, CRACKING UP about it. It's actually quite amusing. The joy of playing with your penis starts young apparently. He's also discovered he wants to play with the baby in the mirror (him). He waves to himself, laughs. It's really fucking adorable actually.
I'm 15 weeks pregnant. I feel like this is taking FOREVER. I have a doctor appointment on Thursday, and I feel like my last one was MONTHS ago. I realize come October I am going to be saying how fast it went and all that jazz, but right now it is DRAGGING. I feel flutters here and there, no major kicks or anything yet though. I am really anxious to find out if it's a boy or girl (I think it's a boy, but still). I feel like I can't really buy anything till we know -- which is dumb because most of what we need is stuff we'll get gender neutral anyway, except for clothes. But I feel like if we buy it ahead of time it will be weird. I really don't know why.
And now..
The Peri Bottle
I mentioned the peri bottle in an earlier post, but now I am going to give it rightful place in the things you will love after you give birth.
The peri bottle probably holds about 6-8 ounces of water and is squeezable with a top like a water bottle that you pop up to drink out of. They will give this to you (or they should) immediately before you pee the first time after you give birth. You will fill the bottle with warm (as warm as you can stand) water. Then, after you pee, you will squirt the gloriousness of this warm water all over your vagina, lips, etc. Because you want to clean any gunk off there (read: blood) and make sure you don't get an infection because THAT would suck.
Use all the water. Why not? It feels good, and you don't really want to be wiping at this time, no matter how angel soft your toliet paper might be. Use it until you have stopped bleeding for a week, and until wiping doesn't sound like you might die if you do it. And keep it around -- you might never know what else it would be good for.
Monday, April 19, 2010
We sort of took a step.
PJ's been getting a little more secure in standing on his own - he stood several times yesterday for a decent amount of time, and he even tried to take a couple steps towards me! YAY!! I think he'll be full out walking in a few weeks or so. I can't wait. We were at Wildfire yesterday and he wanted to walk so I took his hand and we walked around the lobby while he yelled things and smiled at people.
He was also enamored with the little babies at the G2G on Saturday. He just looks at them -- like HEY! You're SMALLER than me!
My little happiness also slept till 8 both days this weekend -- of course Saturday, I woke up at 7 and didn't go back to sleep because I figured he'd wake up any second and I'd have to get up so what was the point. But it was cute laying there and cuddling with him in our bed since John went to golf. Last night he woke up a few times though, not like the normal STTN he's been doing. Not sure what the problem was. But then I had to go wake him up this morning which I hate doing, even though he is all smiley and cuddling and so happy to see his mama.
I am 14 weeks pregnant. Feeling some flutters on occasion, which when I was pregnant with PJ I chalked up to gas, but that's how you learn. I am excited to feel real kicks. My naked belly also looks "pregnancy shaped" although to people it probably is still questionable. I've had some people give me the "look" about the wondering if I'm pregnant. Sometimes it's funny to just let them wonder.
And today's installment of what happens after the baby comes out.
Stitches
So although you dialate to 10 cm (which, let's face it, is this much): ___________________________________________
you still might need a little help to push your little happiness out. So you might tear. Now DON'T FREAK OUT because you will NOT feel this. You'll have know idea when, or if this happens, till after your baby is here and out and they say we have to stitch you up. Some of you might have heard of an episiotomy, which is where you actually get cut, with scissors. This is very uncommon nowadays. Most doctors don't do it because it isn't necessary.
Okay, so if you tear, you'll need to be sewn up like the Thanksgiving turkey after you stuff it (nice visual). Again, you won't feel this, because they numb the area. However, if you don't want to SEE the stitching, I suggest you do not look forward. Look to the right, left, close your eyes, whatever. There's something a little unnerving about seeing a long piece of string coming up from your vajayjay.
Anyway, not painful, not a big deal, and the stitches disslove. And if you are lucky, you'll have a joker husband like mine that tells you, "I asked the doc to put a couple extra in there. You know. To make it tighter."
Nice work, honey.
He was also enamored with the little babies at the G2G on Saturday. He just looks at them -- like HEY! You're SMALLER than me!
My little happiness also slept till 8 both days this weekend -- of course Saturday, I woke up at 7 and didn't go back to sleep because I figured he'd wake up any second and I'd have to get up so what was the point. But it was cute laying there and cuddling with him in our bed since John went to golf. Last night he woke up a few times though, not like the normal STTN he's been doing. Not sure what the problem was. But then I had to go wake him up this morning which I hate doing, even though he is all smiley and cuddling and so happy to see his mama.
I am 14 weeks pregnant. Feeling some flutters on occasion, which when I was pregnant with PJ I chalked up to gas, but that's how you learn. I am excited to feel real kicks. My naked belly also looks "pregnancy shaped" although to people it probably is still questionable. I've had some people give me the "look" about the wondering if I'm pregnant. Sometimes it's funny to just let them wonder.
And today's installment of what happens after the baby comes out.
Stitches
So although you dialate to 10 cm (which, let's face it, is this much): ___________________________________________
you still might need a little help to push your little happiness out. So you might tear. Now DON'T FREAK OUT because you will NOT feel this. You'll have know idea when, or if this happens, till after your baby is here and out and they say we have to stitch you up. Some of you might have heard of an episiotomy, which is where you actually get cut, with scissors. This is very uncommon nowadays. Most doctors don't do it because it isn't necessary.
Okay, so if you tear, you'll need to be sewn up like the Thanksgiving turkey after you stuff it (nice visual). Again, you won't feel this, because they numb the area. However, if you don't want to SEE the stitching, I suggest you do not look forward. Look to the right, left, close your eyes, whatever. There's something a little unnerving about seeing a long piece of string coming up from your vajayjay.
Anyway, not painful, not a big deal, and the stitches disslove. And if you are lucky, you'll have a joker husband like mine that tells you, "I asked the doc to put a couple extra in there. You know. To make it tighter."
Nice work, honey.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Well hello there, 2nd Trimester
So I am officially in the second trimester today. Or yesterday. Or whatever. I'm over 13 weeks, so there you go.
This is the slow, boring part of the pregnancy. I feel better, but I'm still tired, and I still get nauseous and that OMG IF I DON'T EAT IN THE NEXT FOUR SECONDS I AM GOING TO DIE feeling. But this is pretty uneventful. I feel some flutters, but no real movement. Nothing exciting at the next appt -- hear the heartbeat again, which is super cool, but we'll hear it at every appointment here on out. So we are in the boring part of pregnancy.
PJ has started to walk just holding on to one hand now. He usually starts cracking up and ends up falling down, but we're getting there. I think he'll be walking on his own in the next month or so. He crawled pretty late, and since he's so good at that now he probably is just taking a bit longer. I'm okay with that.
My good friend Rita, who has a 7 month old, is pregnant again. She's due November 20, so she's about 5 weeks behind me. She's a little freaked out (her little ones will be 14 months apart) but I know she'll be able to handle it. Her older brothers are 15 months apart and she and her middle bro are 18 months apart. So I guess she's following in mama's footsteps. :)
I've decided in each blog post, I'm gonna post something that's going to go in my "What happens after labor is over" book. Today's topic: Afterbirth.
Afterbirth is pretty much all the shit (literally and figuratively) that is still inside after your beautiful bundle of happiness is out. Before they stitch you up (we'll talk about that later), a nurse will pretty much straddle you and push down on your "I had a baby in there about two minutes ago and it's stretched out to proportions I didn't know possible" uterus to get it all out. It's painful -- not excruciating, not terrible, but your abdomen feels like someone is dropping a car on it. It's important that this all comes out though.
This might be a good time for your husband to go see the baby in the nursery. John was a trooper during the entire birth, and was not grossed out. But even he, upon hearing what was coming, kissed my forehead, and said "I'm gonna go see PJ, babe."
This is the slow, boring part of the pregnancy. I feel better, but I'm still tired, and I still get nauseous and that OMG IF I DON'T EAT IN THE NEXT FOUR SECONDS I AM GOING TO DIE feeling. But this is pretty uneventful. I feel some flutters, but no real movement. Nothing exciting at the next appt -- hear the heartbeat again, which is super cool, but we'll hear it at every appointment here on out. So we are in the boring part of pregnancy.
PJ has started to walk just holding on to one hand now. He usually starts cracking up and ends up falling down, but we're getting there. I think he'll be walking on his own in the next month or so. He crawled pretty late, and since he's so good at that now he probably is just taking a bit longer. I'm okay with that.
My good friend Rita, who has a 7 month old, is pregnant again. She's due November 20, so she's about 5 weeks behind me. She's a little freaked out (her little ones will be 14 months apart) but I know she'll be able to handle it. Her older brothers are 15 months apart and she and her middle bro are 18 months apart. So I guess she's following in mama's footsteps. :)
I've decided in each blog post, I'm gonna post something that's going to go in my "What happens after labor is over" book. Today's topic: Afterbirth.
Afterbirth is pretty much all the shit (literally and figuratively) that is still inside after your beautiful bundle of happiness is out. Before they stitch you up (we'll talk about that later), a nurse will pretty much straddle you and push down on your "I had a baby in there about two minutes ago and it's stretched out to proportions I didn't know possible" uterus to get it all out. It's painful -- not excruciating, not terrible, but your abdomen feels like someone is dropping a car on it. It's important that this all comes out though.
This might be a good time for your husband to go see the baby in the nursery. John was a trooper during the entire birth, and was not grossed out. But even he, upon hearing what was coming, kissed my forehead, and said "I'm gonna go see PJ, babe."
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