The saying goes "better late than never" or "the early bird catches the worm". Well in your case, you didn't catch a worm. Of course you would have eventually come so the "never" part wouldn't ring true, but you were late. I did not want to have to force you to come out of me. We have discovered you are a stubborn baby. We ended up having to induce on October 14th, a week past your due date. The week prior, I kept thinking you were going to come. Each day I would wake up saying "today is the day". I would sit in anticipation. By the end of the week, I knew that you were going to wait until the 14th. We had two doctors appointments the week in between your due date and the 14th. Dr. Gilliam was off that week, so we saw Patricia Collins (another doctor). She was really nice. They did an ultrasound both times. One time it was because your heartbeat decreased when they did the NST. Both results were fine showing you happy as can be smushed all inside me. :) The first appointment on the 7th, I was 1 cm dilated. The second appointment on that Thursday, I was 1.5 cm dilated. Your Pop got all excited thinking that maybe you would be born on his birthday, the 12th. I probably should've asked to be induced on that date. It would've been special for you two to celebrate birthdays together.
We had to check into the hospital at midnight on the 14th. Sunday night before checking into the hospital, I waited until as late as I possibly could stand to eat dinner. I had Krystals. I wanted something that would fill me up as I knew it would be the last time I would eat before I had you. Why Krystals? No idea. I was just craving it. We stayed up that night. By 10, I was exhausted. I was so anxious of what was going to happen. I could tell Weston was getting nervous too. We drove over to Hsv Hospital. They checked us into our delivery room. Then they hooked me up to an iv and started the pitocin. They also gave me an ambien. It totally knocked me out. Weston said that I was snoring! You know I am knocked out if I snore. Dr. Gilliam came in at 7 and broke my water. Then we waited. Pop and Gigi came to join us for the waiting game. I think we all got impatient by the end. The contractions were surprisingly tolerable. Immediately after she broke my water, I could feel them. Each time they would come in to check me, they would ask my pain level. It would rise every time, but it always was mid level. At 11:45 they checked me, I was 3.5 cm. The pain was pretty bad at this point. I wanted to wait until 4cm though for the epidural. Don't ask me why. I just did. Sure enough, I waited. At 1:30, I got the epidural. Wow! It was amazing!!!!! I probably should've had it sooner. The doctors and nurses said it was the best epidural they have ever seen. I still had function of my legs and waist, but I could not feel a thing! It is exactly what they wanted. After that, the contractions were easy peasy. I couldn't feel them at all. It went from a 10 pain level to basically a 0. When my epidural happened, I guess I relaxed, and at that point my dilation sped up. Dr. Gilliam said later that she was glad that happened. I was progressing so slow in the beginning that she had thought that I might have to have a c-section. At 3:45, I was 6.5-7 cm dilated, 90% effaced, and neg 1 station (babies head in proportion to the pelvis). At 5:03, I was 10cm, pos 1, and 100% effaced. I was ready to go. The problem was that Dr. Gilliam wasn't ready. She was in surgery with a c-section. Apparently everyone was at Hsv Hospital that day having a baby. Six other labors were in the process at the same time as me. Dr. Gilliam came in the room and said that I was in a contest with the room next to me. I had a better epidural than her, but she ended up winning the contest having her baby before me. Dr. Gilliam brought in Dr. Raiford to let me know that Dr. Raiford would deliver me if Dr. Gilliam was in surgery still. After they left, the nurse that was with me started me pushing. Weston held one leg. A girl who was in college and was at the hospital doing a rotation held the other leg. She was really sweet. She was excited to experience this with me. The nurse let me decide when to push as I could feel contractions. I pushed for about 30 minutes. Finally she decided to call in Raiford to do a episiotomy. Raiford came in with a team of people. We had so many people in the room now that I had never seen before. At that point everything was pretty fast. I pushed two more times and all of the sudden felt this pressure. Next thing I know, a baby was there! They wrapped you up some and immediately put you on me to have some skin to skin. I started bawling looking at you. Meanwhile, Raiford was stitching me up. She did for awhile. I was losing a lot of blood. They ended up having to give me something that slows down my blood flow. It was kinda scary for a minute there. You were a big boy. You were born at 6:38 weighing 8 lb 10 oz and 20 inches long. After the stitching was done, I ended up being told to get up and go to the bathroom. I was still losing a lot of blood. While I was in the bathroom, they gave you a bath and did all your tests. We ended up staying in the delivery room for several reasons until 10! My parents finally came in to see me. They couldn't figure out what was taking so long. We finally got moved up to the second floor. The one thing I kept talking about during labor was how hungry I was. Remember I ate at 7 on Sunday. Well it was 10 pm on Monday and I still had nothing to eat. So, when we got up to the room, my parents went to McDonalds. I scarfed down a burger and fries. I don't even know if I tasted it. :)
I will create a new post about the hospital stay.
Thursday, November 7, 2013
Monday, October 7, 2013
Jackson Duke Tanner
Wow your name was a hard process!! It was such a hard process that we didn't settle on your name until August 16th and your due date was October 7th. I really thought it might come down to us having to decide at the hospital. They will not allow you to leave the hospital without a name. I knew we would have to have a name by then. Thankfully we finally came to a decision. I kind of feel a tad bit guilty because both of the names were the names I wanted in the end. I know your Dad loves it though. I think it is really hard because it is the name that will be with you the rest of your life. I didn't want to decide on a name and then months or years down the road, dislike the name. Or what if you didn't like the name? You were stuck with it forever.
The process started a long time ago. We decided that we would not talk names until we found out the gender at 4 months. I kept throwing out names, but Weston was not liking any of them. We decided that it would be better to hash it out when we actually had a gender. So, when we found out the gender at the end of May, I decided to go get a baby name book. I knew that was what we were going to need to get through the process. I had always wanted the name "William Patrick" for a boy. Named after both of my grandfathers...Bill and Pat. Weston liked William, but did not want to use Patrick. So, we scratched that. One weekend we went through the baby book of names. It was a great baby book because it gave you ALL kinds of information on each name. It would give you the year it was most popular, girl/boy names that went well with it, the background of the name, other people who have the name, what the name means...I mean basically anything you want to know about a name...this book had it. It even told you what to do/not to do when picking a name like listen to other people, no tongue twisters, no last names for first names, no rhyming, both names should not be two syllables, or watch out for names that can be shorten in most cases the child will have a nickname. It also split it up into groups like Biblical, Old Fashioned, Brisk and Breezy, Celtic, Charm and Graces, Classical, French, German, Greek...etc. It was about 300 pages long and I think we pretty much went through the whole entire book. It was very tiring. I basically let Weston go through the book. He was really picky. I would throw out names I liked and he would shoot them down. He never said any names that I was like "ewww no". I guess I am not really picky. We did both agree that we do like traditional names. We both liked Biblical names. We didn't want to name you something unordinary like Apple or Leviticus. We made a list. Names we both liked. Names that Weston thought were alright. Names that I thought were alright (which ended up being blank). The names that we both liked we then narrowed down to seven names. We had Levi, Lucas, William, Grant, Owen, Jackson, and Liam. We might have had more, but I can't remember. We started off telling our close friends and my parents those names just to get opinions. Pop couldn't say Liam, so that was quickly removed. Levi was too country we were told, so that was quickly removed. Lucas was removed, but I don't remember why. So we ended up with four names. Williams, Grant, Owen, and Jackson. Then we were not sure the order to put them in or which two to pick. I sent an email to my parents, my brother and Leah, and Angeleck to see their opinion. Basically they liked all of them, so it was not a huge help. The book told us to choose a name and call the baby by that name all day to see what we were liking. I kept gravitating towards Jackson. I just really loved that name. Weston said he really liked Grant. We both liked William Owen because William would be after my grandfather and Owen would be after Weston's grandfather. We just were kept going towards Jackson and Grant for some reason. So, then we basically decided on Jackson Grant. Well, the more I thought about it, the more bothered I was that it was after two generals or two presidents. Yes, I was over thinking the process. I started to kind of leak out the name just to see what people would say. Every time I would tell people that name, they would say something about two generals. It really bothered me for some reason. They would never say anything about liking the name. Just that we were naming our child after generals. Plus with this being the first child and a boy, I really wanted some sort of family name in there. I have always wanted my child to be named after someone in my family. I am a huge family person. It means a lot to me. It was the only thing I knew that I really wanted. So, I started throwing out Dukes or Duke for the middle name. Weston just wasn't set on it. He just wasn't real sure about putting a last name as a middle name. I kept telling him that the middle name is never used (his middle name is Ray-hence why he called you Ray Ray for the first several months of your life). He texted me the weekend of August 2nd while I was in Montgomery at a baby shower saying that he had prayed about it and was thinking that maybe we should go with William Owen. A couple of weeks later, specifically August 15th, we went to dinner with Aaron and Meagan. Aaron is one of Weston's closest friends. They mentioned baby names. I told them about Duke. Aaron really supported Duke. He liked it. I could tell things changed that night. Weston said the next day that if I really wanted Duke that he was good with it. I was stoked!!! I asked him a million times if he was ok with it. He said yes. So that Sunday, we went to my parents house for dinner. We told the whole family the name. Jackson Duke. It was very well received. It sounds like a cowboy name. It just fits us perfectly.
Matt asked that night how I was going to announce the name on FB. I had done something for the reveal (tax write off coming October 7th) and baby gender (ice cream cones). I told him that I had just planned on announcing the name. He said that wouldn't be any fun, so he wanted me to spell out the name. A letter a day. So I did that. Each day for the next week, I revealed a letter. After I got J-A-C-K-S...everyone pretty much knew Jackson. Then I spelled D-U and basically just told the middle name. Everyone loves it!!! Or at least that is what they tell me :) I love it for sure.
The weekend after we decided and started to make the announcement on FB, I came to work on that Monday where Angeleck told me she had a surprise. I closed my eyes and when I opened them, she had made your name in block letters for the nursery. Jason and her had spent all weekend doing that. It was such a touching surprise! Since we had decided the name so late, it really took off so much stress of having to figure out when to make those letters for your nursery. They fit the theme of the nursery perfect. I just started crying. I loved being able to see your name. I often will walk by the nursery and just look at those letters. I love having a name to call you. Of course I still call you LBT and other people still do too. I thought you would end up being called LBT in real life :) You will always be my little baby Tanner.
From the baby book: Jackson- popularity: #23. Most popular at #23 in 2011. Nicknames: Jack, Jax Variants:Jaxon Sisters: Avery, Claire, Addison, Ella, Kennedy, Harper Brothers: Mason, Wyatt, Lincoln, Cooper, Landon, and Carter. Jackson has history, tradition, and a spot-on stylish sound. As a firmly masculine surname, it makes a good sibling match for androgynous girls like Bailey and Talyor. Painter Jackson Pollock lends the name as extra creative-power panache. In the World: Artist Jackson Pollock, President Andrew Jackson, singer Michael Jackson, General "Stonewall" Jackson.
Duke: Popularity: #1199. Most popular in 1908 at #744. Sisters: Dixie, Bess, Queenie, Roxie, Dolly, Goldie Brothers: Ike, Dutch, Major, Mack, Rocky, and Buzz. We're naming kids Princess and Diamond now, so why is Duke such a hard sell? Granted, even the classic American Dukes-Ellington, Snider, and John Wayne-were christened by other names (Edwards, Edwin, and Marion, respectively). You can follow the same path, using Duke as a nickname for any name you please. In the World: The icons listed above, plus "Duke Nukem" video games; Duke University; TV series The Dukes of Hazzard.
The process started a long time ago. We decided that we would not talk names until we found out the gender at 4 months. I kept throwing out names, but Weston was not liking any of them. We decided that it would be better to hash it out when we actually had a gender. So, when we found out the gender at the end of May, I decided to go get a baby name book. I knew that was what we were going to need to get through the process. I had always wanted the name "William Patrick" for a boy. Named after both of my grandfathers...Bill and Pat. Weston liked William, but did not want to use Patrick. So, we scratched that. One weekend we went through the baby book of names. It was a great baby book because it gave you ALL kinds of information on each name. It would give you the year it was most popular, girl/boy names that went well with it, the background of the name, other people who have the name, what the name means...I mean basically anything you want to know about a name...this book had it. It even told you what to do/not to do when picking a name like listen to other people, no tongue twisters, no last names for first names, no rhyming, both names should not be two syllables, or watch out for names that can be shorten in most cases the child will have a nickname. It also split it up into groups like Biblical, Old Fashioned, Brisk and Breezy, Celtic, Charm and Graces, Classical, French, German, Greek...etc. It was about 300 pages long and I think we pretty much went through the whole entire book. It was very tiring. I basically let Weston go through the book. He was really picky. I would throw out names I liked and he would shoot them down. He never said any names that I was like "ewww no". I guess I am not really picky. We did both agree that we do like traditional names. We both liked Biblical names. We didn't want to name you something unordinary like Apple or Leviticus. We made a list. Names we both liked. Names that Weston thought were alright. Names that I thought were alright (which ended up being blank). The names that we both liked we then narrowed down to seven names. We had Levi, Lucas, William, Grant, Owen, Jackson, and Liam. We might have had more, but I can't remember. We started off telling our close friends and my parents those names just to get opinions. Pop couldn't say Liam, so that was quickly removed. Levi was too country we were told, so that was quickly removed. Lucas was removed, but I don't remember why. So we ended up with four names. Williams, Grant, Owen, and Jackson. Then we were not sure the order to put them in or which two to pick. I sent an email to my parents, my brother and Leah, and Angeleck to see their opinion. Basically they liked all of them, so it was not a huge help. The book told us to choose a name and call the baby by that name all day to see what we were liking. I kept gravitating towards Jackson. I just really loved that name. Weston said he really liked Grant. We both liked William Owen because William would be after my grandfather and Owen would be after Weston's grandfather. We just were kept going towards Jackson and Grant for some reason. So, then we basically decided on Jackson Grant. Well, the more I thought about it, the more bothered I was that it was after two generals or two presidents. Yes, I was over thinking the process. I started to kind of leak out the name just to see what people would say. Every time I would tell people that name, they would say something about two generals. It really bothered me for some reason. They would never say anything about liking the name. Just that we were naming our child after generals. Plus with this being the first child and a boy, I really wanted some sort of family name in there. I have always wanted my child to be named after someone in my family. I am a huge family person. It means a lot to me. It was the only thing I knew that I really wanted. So, I started throwing out Dukes or Duke for the middle name. Weston just wasn't set on it. He just wasn't real sure about putting a last name as a middle name. I kept telling him that the middle name is never used (his middle name is Ray-hence why he called you Ray Ray for the first several months of your life). He texted me the weekend of August 2nd while I was in Montgomery at a baby shower saying that he had prayed about it and was thinking that maybe we should go with William Owen. A couple of weeks later, specifically August 15th, we went to dinner with Aaron and Meagan. Aaron is one of Weston's closest friends. They mentioned baby names. I told them about Duke. Aaron really supported Duke. He liked it. I could tell things changed that night. Weston said the next day that if I really wanted Duke that he was good with it. I was stoked!!! I asked him a million times if he was ok with it. He said yes. So that Sunday, we went to my parents house for dinner. We told the whole family the name. Jackson Duke. It was very well received. It sounds like a cowboy name. It just fits us perfectly.
Matt asked that night how I was going to announce the name on FB. I had done something for the reveal (tax write off coming October 7th) and baby gender (ice cream cones). I told him that I had just planned on announcing the name. He said that wouldn't be any fun, so he wanted me to spell out the name. A letter a day. So I did that. Each day for the next week, I revealed a letter. After I got J-A-C-K-S...everyone pretty much knew Jackson. Then I spelled D-U and basically just told the middle name. Everyone loves it!!! Or at least that is what they tell me :) I love it for sure.
The weekend after we decided and started to make the announcement on FB, I came to work on that Monday where Angeleck told me she had a surprise. I closed my eyes and when I opened them, she had made your name in block letters for the nursery. Jason and her had spent all weekend doing that. It was such a touching surprise! Since we had decided the name so late, it really took off so much stress of having to figure out when to make those letters for your nursery. They fit the theme of the nursery perfect. I just started crying. I loved being able to see your name. I often will walk by the nursery and just look at those letters. I love having a name to call you. Of course I still call you LBT and other people still do too. I thought you would end up being called LBT in real life :) You will always be my little baby Tanner.
From the baby book: Jackson- popularity: #23. Most popular at #23 in 2011. Nicknames: Jack, Jax Variants:Jaxon Sisters: Avery, Claire, Addison, Ella, Kennedy, Harper Brothers: Mason, Wyatt, Lincoln, Cooper, Landon, and Carter. Jackson has history, tradition, and a spot-on stylish sound. As a firmly masculine surname, it makes a good sibling match for androgynous girls like Bailey and Talyor. Painter Jackson Pollock lends the name as extra creative-power panache. In the World: Artist Jackson Pollock, President Andrew Jackson, singer Michael Jackson, General "Stonewall" Jackson.
Duke: Popularity: #1199. Most popular in 1908 at #744. Sisters: Dixie, Bess, Queenie, Roxie, Dolly, Goldie Brothers: Ike, Dutch, Major, Mack, Rocky, and Buzz. We're naming kids Princess and Diamond now, so why is Duke such a hard sell? Granted, even the classic American Dukes-Ellington, Snider, and John Wayne-were christened by other names (Edwards, Edwin, and Marion, respectively). You can follow the same path, using Duke as a nickname for any name you please. In the World: The icons listed above, plus "Duke Nukem" video games; Duke University; TV series The Dukes of Hazzard.
Monday, September 23, 2013
Being pregnant isn't all that bad...
I have started to realize that being pregnant isn't all that bad. Yes, it took me about 6 of the 9/10 months to realize that, but at least I finally did. I am blessed by God to have this tiny present that He has given me inside me. I should not complain about it. I have a quote on my desk at work that I try to read every day "God has blessed me with something so amazing...I may not be comfortable every second of the day, but that is just a small price to pay to have such a gift from God". It is so true too! The last couple of months have actually been wonderful.
I finally have started to embrace the bump. I still have those people that can say rude things like "wow you look like you are going to pop", but I just sweetly smile and ignore it. I had an incident happen in my 8th month where someone asked how much longer I had. When I replied "a month", their response was "you are going to be huge". It hurt my feelings a whole lot. I went vocal about it. The person who said it gave a very heartfelt apology that really was sweet. I knew at that point that I needed just to take it with a grain of salt. Just let it flow off of me. I am comfortable in my own skin. I need not let others get me down or judge me. So, I have done that and led a happier end to my pregnancy. Most people now tell me that I am the cutest pregnant person they have ever seen. They say I am all belly (which I think is the truth seriously). I know I have you growing inside me. It also helped going to the doctor and seeing how much you weighed. I know that sounds strange. When they told me that you were already 7 lbs estimated, I automatically thought of other Mom's I know that have delivered 7 lb babies. I feel like I am the same size, if not smaller, so that made me more confident. Plus I am not sure what else I could do. I work out every single day for an hour at least..most days an hour and a half. I have really tried to keep my weight down, so that helps with my confidence as well.
Speaking of the doctor, Mom and I went to the doctor on Sept 13th when I was 36 weeks and 4 days to have an ultrasound. Dr Gilliam wanted to see what you were measuring because of the gestational diabetes. I loved having Mom there because she had never seen you in real life (well you know what I mean). The girl who did the ultrasound was so enamored by you. She measured your head first. She said you are measuring about a week ahead of schedule. Looks like you might have a big head :) She said you are measuring estimated 7lbs, which means you will be high 8's, low 9's if you come on your delivery date, Oct 7th. She showed us a lot of your body parts like your male parts, bones, stomach, and heart. She was really captivated by your face. She ended up doing a 4D on you so we could actually see your squishy little face. You were such a ham! You looked perfect. Your lips are so full. At a point, you opened up your mouth. You were just adorable and sweet. My heart just burst with affection seeing your sweet face again. I get all emotional thinking about it now. Your head is down, so you are ready to come. I had another appointment last Friday on the 20th. I am 0 cm dilated and 75% effaced. I am hoping you will wait it out the whole time. I just have a couple of things left to do and I know once you come, I will be so wrapped up in you that I am not sure if those things will be finished.
I still LOVEEEE feeling you move. It is the BEST part of pregnancy. I know that I will really miss it when you are gone. You now are sticking out body parts. It is funny because you will do it and I will just push you back inside. It is almost like you are going to kick that certain body part, like your heel or fist, outside my belly. It is so cute!!! You have started getting the hiccups. It is another thing I love. You have them pretty much daily. Sometimes even twice or three times a day. It is adorable. I can't wait to see you actually have them outside the body.
I love how Weston acts towards you. He is super protective. Examples: he has not let me travel since I was about 24 weeks. I went to Montgomery. The whole time he made sure I kept in contact with him too. Yesterday (I am 38 weeks now), he wouldn't let me leave the neighborhood when I walked. It is cute. I have never had him be overprotective. Now as an independent person, it can be a little annoying at time, but at the same time I adore him for wanting to protect his child and wife. Also, yesterday we installed the car seat bases. We initially installed his behind the drivers seat because the other two seats in his truck lift up for more room. Well, after he found out that the middle was the safest, he changed it to the middle. He doesn't have the latches, so he looked to see how to install it using the seat belt. He was determined to have the car seat base in the safest place possible. I catch him a lot in his sleep putting his hand on you to see if you are moving or just to give you a rub. It is like he is dreaming about you (or at least that is what I tell myself). At night when we come home from work, I will work out. Afterwards, you will move around like crazy. We just sit and stare at you moving inside my belly. I have made a lot of recordings on my phone so that you will be able to see it one day. It is amazing how it never gets old. I could just look at you all day long if you moved all day long. Weston sometimes will talk to you. He will get right on my belly and make these strange noises. I tell him that he can talk to you in a normal voice and you can hear him. He always responds that he is playing a game with his son. It is super cute! I am glad that he is bonding with you. He seems really excited.
The only things I have to complain about at this point is that I get nauseated every night now. I asked the nurse about it and she said it was because my hormones are preparing for birth. She said that is a good sign. Also she said that was perfectly normal. You feel like you did at the end of pregnancy like the beginning of the pregnancy, which is interesting. I have medication, but I am really trying not to take it. It just stinks to feel like that. I am not a huge fan of nausea...not sure if anyone is really. Haha. The other complaint is that you are really low. Seriously your head is really super low. Your head is right on my bladder. When you move your head, you hit my bladder. Also, you are bouncing around on my sciatic nerve. It causes a sharp pain in my bottom running all the way down my leg. Some days you will do this all day. Other days, not at all. It is something I can deal with though.
Not much longer until you get here. I am fine with you staying as long as you want though. I mean I am ready for you to be here, don't get me wrong. I just want you to come at your own time. I am not miserable. I just want a healthy, safe, and fast pregnancy. I hope that if we let you come at your own time, you will be ready to come. You will not want to stay inside. Who knows? I am starting to get nervous about the whole delivery part. I just hope and pray all goes well.
I finally have started to embrace the bump. I still have those people that can say rude things like "wow you look like you are going to pop", but I just sweetly smile and ignore it. I had an incident happen in my 8th month where someone asked how much longer I had. When I replied "a month", their response was "you are going to be huge". It hurt my feelings a whole lot. I went vocal about it. The person who said it gave a very heartfelt apology that really was sweet. I knew at that point that I needed just to take it with a grain of salt. Just let it flow off of me. I am comfortable in my own skin. I need not let others get me down or judge me. So, I have done that and led a happier end to my pregnancy. Most people now tell me that I am the cutest pregnant person they have ever seen. They say I am all belly (which I think is the truth seriously). I know I have you growing inside me. It also helped going to the doctor and seeing how much you weighed. I know that sounds strange. When they told me that you were already 7 lbs estimated, I automatically thought of other Mom's I know that have delivered 7 lb babies. I feel like I am the same size, if not smaller, so that made me more confident. Plus I am not sure what else I could do. I work out every single day for an hour at least..most days an hour and a half. I have really tried to keep my weight down, so that helps with my confidence as well.
Speaking of the doctor, Mom and I went to the doctor on Sept 13th when I was 36 weeks and 4 days to have an ultrasound. Dr Gilliam wanted to see what you were measuring because of the gestational diabetes. I loved having Mom there because she had never seen you in real life (well you know what I mean). The girl who did the ultrasound was so enamored by you. She measured your head first. She said you are measuring about a week ahead of schedule. Looks like you might have a big head :) She said you are measuring estimated 7lbs, which means you will be high 8's, low 9's if you come on your delivery date, Oct 7th. She showed us a lot of your body parts like your male parts, bones, stomach, and heart. She was really captivated by your face. She ended up doing a 4D on you so we could actually see your squishy little face. You were such a ham! You looked perfect. Your lips are so full. At a point, you opened up your mouth. You were just adorable and sweet. My heart just burst with affection seeing your sweet face again. I get all emotional thinking about it now. Your head is down, so you are ready to come. I had another appointment last Friday on the 20th. I am 0 cm dilated and 75% effaced. I am hoping you will wait it out the whole time. I just have a couple of things left to do and I know once you come, I will be so wrapped up in you that I am not sure if those things will be finished.
I still LOVEEEE feeling you move. It is the BEST part of pregnancy. I know that I will really miss it when you are gone. You now are sticking out body parts. It is funny because you will do it and I will just push you back inside. It is almost like you are going to kick that certain body part, like your heel or fist, outside my belly. It is so cute!!! You have started getting the hiccups. It is another thing I love. You have them pretty much daily. Sometimes even twice or three times a day. It is adorable. I can't wait to see you actually have them outside the body.
I love how Weston acts towards you. He is super protective. Examples: he has not let me travel since I was about 24 weeks. I went to Montgomery. The whole time he made sure I kept in contact with him too. Yesterday (I am 38 weeks now), he wouldn't let me leave the neighborhood when I walked. It is cute. I have never had him be overprotective. Now as an independent person, it can be a little annoying at time, but at the same time I adore him for wanting to protect his child and wife. Also, yesterday we installed the car seat bases. We initially installed his behind the drivers seat because the other two seats in his truck lift up for more room. Well, after he found out that the middle was the safest, he changed it to the middle. He doesn't have the latches, so he looked to see how to install it using the seat belt. He was determined to have the car seat base in the safest place possible. I catch him a lot in his sleep putting his hand on you to see if you are moving or just to give you a rub. It is like he is dreaming about you (or at least that is what I tell myself). At night when we come home from work, I will work out. Afterwards, you will move around like crazy. We just sit and stare at you moving inside my belly. I have made a lot of recordings on my phone so that you will be able to see it one day. It is amazing how it never gets old. I could just look at you all day long if you moved all day long. Weston sometimes will talk to you. He will get right on my belly and make these strange noises. I tell him that he can talk to you in a normal voice and you can hear him. He always responds that he is playing a game with his son. It is super cute! I am glad that he is bonding with you. He seems really excited.
The only things I have to complain about at this point is that I get nauseated every night now. I asked the nurse about it and she said it was because my hormones are preparing for birth. She said that is a good sign. Also she said that was perfectly normal. You feel like you did at the end of pregnancy like the beginning of the pregnancy, which is interesting. I have medication, but I am really trying not to take it. It just stinks to feel like that. I am not a huge fan of nausea...not sure if anyone is really. Haha. The other complaint is that you are really low. Seriously your head is really super low. Your head is right on my bladder. When you move your head, you hit my bladder. Also, you are bouncing around on my sciatic nerve. It causes a sharp pain in my bottom running all the way down my leg. Some days you will do this all day. Other days, not at all. It is something I can deal with though.
Not much longer until you get here. I am fine with you staying as long as you want though. I mean I am ready for you to be here, don't get me wrong. I just want you to come at your own time. I am not miserable. I just want a healthy, safe, and fast pregnancy. I hope that if we let you come at your own time, you will be ready to come. You will not want to stay inside. Who knows? I am starting to get nervous about the whole delivery part. I just hope and pray all goes well.
Sunday, September 8, 2013
Where have I been??
Here I sit at 36 weeks pregnant and my last post was at 28. I know I need to get better about posting. I am probably going to now have to break up all updates into several different posts. I do have good excuses though!! Since the last post, we have moved into the new house. YAY!!!! It has been pretty much constant going since then. We moved into the house on August 10th. It was about two weeks after our expected move in date. Not too bad. We had several people help us move, which made things a lot easier. Weston and I closed on the new house on August 8th, a Thursday. It was great to make this official. Friday, we decided to take off work and start moving ourselves. He rented a U-Haul trailer. We actually moved a lot of stuff on Friday..most of the boxes. Then the heavy stuff was held off until we had the help on Saturday. I wasn't much help being 32 weeks. I basically helped packed up things, unpack things, and clean up the old house. It rained pretty much the whole time we were moving. Pretty miserable. We finally finished about 7 that night. My feet were like pancakes. It was the first time I had any swelling. They were throbbing. I stayed in slippers because they had all that padding that helped.
Saying goodbye to the old house was bittersweet. I will miss that first house, but I think we moved at a perfect time. We have had time to settle into the new house and get ready for your arrival. It will be wonderful to start at the very beginning with you in the new house creating new memories. Plus this is our dream home. I love every aspect of this house. It was built for us. The only complaint I have has nothing to do even with the house. It is the roads around our house are two lane. I am used to a four lane road going to work. I always get stuck behind slow people now going places. So really, that is not a huge complaint. I love our neighborhood too. We do not have many neighbors, but the ones we have seen so far have been really nice. Our next door neighbor is cool. They are from Cali. His wife has been in Cali since we moved helping her daughter with her wedding at the beg of Oct. We haven't seen him since we moved in either, but I am sure once they are settled after the wedding that we will see them more often. There are only 10 houses in the neighborhood, so plenty of room for us. The back of our house faces a wide open field. I LOVEEE that!! I feel like I am in the country, but still in the city. We have horses that roam the fields. In the morning, the sunrise is gorgeous. We often have fog rolling through the fields. The combination of the sunrise with the fog is breathtaking. I feel like I am in the country with really being in the city. I am hoping that it takes them lots of years before developing that land. You will be able to enjoy the peacefulness that comes with not having neighbors behind us. Also, with the neighborhood not being all the way developed, it will be safe for you to play. A catch and release pond is in the subdivision. I am sure your Daddy will be taking you fishing. Also, the subdivision next to us has a playground. It is within walking distance. I know we will be spending a lot of time there. My good friend Emily Corzine lives in that neighborhood, so I am sure we will have play dates with her kids at the playground. It seems like the dogs have adjusted to it now. We had some problems with Nakita behaving badly at first. I think she was rebelling. She has been acting better recently though. We have been walking them more often, which I think helps. Maximus does not like how he doesn't have much activity as the other house, but he is able to sit and look at the whole neighborhood from a certain spot in the yard. I think he enjoys it mostly. He will really enjoy it when I am on maternity leave and he gets to stay inside with us all day. He just love being around people. I hope they both love you.
I thought driving by the old house would be hard, but it really is not that hard. I guess because I love our new house so much. I have to say that living far from my parents is hard on me, but maybe one of these days we can move Gigi and Pop out our way :) I have been nesting a whole lot recently. I thought that I wasn't going to go into that nesting phase. I think I am in full blown nesting. All I do is pick up. I have become an OCD person when it comes to making sure the house is all organized. Your nursery is pretty much done. We still have a couple of items to hang, but that will probably come after your arrival. I still haven't figured out what I am going to do in the nursery. I am having a mental block on where I should put all the items to hang. I know eventually I will figure it out. I am looking forward to introducing you to your room and your crib.
I thought driving by the old house would be hard, but it really is not that hard. I guess because I love our new house so much. I have to say that living far from my parents is hard on me, but maybe one of these days we can move Gigi and Pop out our way :) I have been nesting a whole lot recently. I thought that I wasn't going to go into that nesting phase. I think I am in full blown nesting. All I do is pick up. I have become an OCD person when it comes to making sure the house is all organized. Your nursery is pretty much done. We still have a couple of items to hang, but that will probably come after your arrival. I still haven't figured out what I am going to do in the nursery. I am having a mental block on where I should put all the items to hang. I know eventually I will figure it out. I am looking forward to introducing you to your room and your crib.
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Feeling pregnant forever...
Life always seems to fly by...until you become pregnant. It seems like I have been pregnant forever, but here I am at 28 weeks thinking that I still have 12 weeks to go. We still have so much to do. We have to move into a house and get that all settled. Plus we have to get everything ready for little baby Tanner to make his appearance. I am sure it will start to fly by soon enough especially when I start going to the doctor every two weeks. I have always heard that is when it gets REAL. :)
I wanted to make this post about random things I have discovered since being pregnant. So this is going to be all over the place. Plus I am sure it will be one that will have to be added onto later because:
1. When you are pregnant, you can't remember ANYTHING! I mean I didn't have the best of memories before. Now I can't remember things that I could remember 5 minutes ago. I have sticky notes, calendar, and reminders on my phone of the same item so I will not forget it. Like for instance to take out the recycle. I have to put a sticky note, write it on my calendar, and set a reminder on my phone so that at least one of those will make me remember to do it. Telling Weston to remind me does no good. The other day, I was walking into the bank to make a deposit and knew they would need to see my drivers license. So, I start to pull out my license from my holder attached to my keys. I realized I didn't have my keys. Then I walk back to my car only to realize that my keys are still in the car, which is still running. I don't know if it is even worse because I have work, baby, house, and junior league all going on at once so my mind is all over the place or if all pregnant people are this bad.
2. I now know how woman feel who are blessed in the top region. I have never had that experience that friends tell me about when they are talking to a male and they can see the man starring at their chest instead of their eyes (p.s. son, please don't ever do this-for you need to respect women). Now I have people that when I am talking to them, their eyes drift to my belly. I think it is a little more obvious when someone is starring at your belly rather than your chest too. I have a girl at work..love her...but for the longest time when she would come to talk to me, she would basically be talking to my belly the whole time. Hello....I'm up here. I guess people are fascinated with growing bellies.
3. I am not very fond of the belly. I know friends that are pregnant now that really embrace it. They wear these super tight clothes that just wrap around that belly of theirs. I think they look super cute too. I just can't do it. I really thought I would embrace it. I thought I would be the type that would wear the tight clothes because I think it is so cute with other pregnant women. I couldn't wait to be pregnant to show off the bump. It really has been a struggle with me. It has brought back some dark memories from my childhood that I apparently had suppressed. I was not the skinniest girl growing up. I actually was pretty pudgy until 9th grade. I was the first kid in my class to reach 100 pounds (or at least I was told that on the playground when I was at Gordan Bibb during recess). I was told in elementary school once that I should be the dinosaur because I was big. I overheard a friend say that I looked like a whale one day when I wore all blue. Kids can be very cruel. It is amazing how those younger years mold you for the rest of your life. You really have to watch what you say to others. It could affect them for the rest of their lives. I have had a weight issue ever since childhood. I have watched what I eat and exercised daily to keep at a very small weight. Actually for two years in a row that I saw my gyno before pregnancy, she told me that I was underweight and was worried about my weight. So, when I got pregnant and packed on the pounds, it wasn't easy. People would say "Wow, you are already showing" or "look at that belly" It was really hard at first. Then it kind of stopped for awhile. I think I started to hide it. Now at 28 weeks, I am afraid you are so big inside me, that it is hard not to show. I can't even see my feet anymore. I weighed myself this morning and I had only gained 10.5 pounds, but even today at a baby shower a lady said that I was larger than a girl who is 32 weeks. I just wish people would watch what they say or think. People's bodies are all different. I know that with me, I will look larger because people are so used to me being so small (note to everyone out there...gain a lot of weight before getting pregnant haha). But really, like don't ever come up to me and say "so and so looks like they are about to pop". You don't know what is going on with them on the inside. You don't know how much weight they have gained or not gained. People are so judgemental and quick to judge. Most of the people who say those kinds of things are not the smallest people in the world. I have done my best to stay in shape. I don't know many girls that at 28 weeks are still running 3.5 miles. Ok that is my soapbox, but that is probably my "biggest" issue with pregnancy.
4. No touching policy. When I was first pregnant, people would always want to touch my belly. I always thought it was strange because there was really not much there. Plus you were not even moving. I had no connection with you whatsoever just because you were not moving and most days I didn't even feel pregnant. I can remember one day during tax season a girl came to see me and she started rubbing my belly. Angeleck was up front with me and she said it took everything in her being to not bust out laughing. She knew how uncomfortable I was. With that being said, now it is not too bad. I mean I don't say "hey come rub my belly", but I am not as weirded out by it like before. I really don't mind if it is someone I am close to unless I just want to be left alone. I am sure I would have a problem with someone that I am not as close to doing it, but luckily not many people do it.
5. Most pregnant women complain about being sick and tired during the first trimester or how they have to pee all the time. I didn't have really either. I mean I was nauseated during the first trimester most of the time unless I ate, so I ate a LOT :) I was tired, I will say that. Of course it was the busiest time at work. I was working insane hours, so I am sure that played a part into it. I do not have to pee any more than I used to before pregnancy. I have always had bladder craziness, so bladder doesn't really phase me.
6. I am really hormonal. It has been off and on throughout the pregnancy. I will go weeks where I am normal. Then one week I will be real to myself. One week I will be super cranky. One week I will cry every day. I cry ALL the time. I can't remember what I was thinking about the other day at work while heating up my food, but I just started crying. When I got diagnosed with gestational diabetes, it was the worst time for crying. I think I cried daily for a week. I was all over the place! I will cry watching TV. I will cry at some random song. I was an emotional person before, but wowzers talk about being emotional now. I can't even control it. Poor Weston. I will just be sitting there in the middle of a conversation with him and I will start crying. For no reason. It is really strange. People make me mad easily. A guy interrupted me on the phone at work the other day and I walked into my office and started going off to my boss about how he needed to teach him lessons. He just laughed and said "pregnancy hormones huh?" Haha. I mean you better watch what you say to me. I don't really hold back as much as I used to before. I will snap at you in a heartbeat.
7. Nesting to me = loner. Some people talk about this nesting word. They want to clean the house. I haven't really done that at all. I will say though that I have turned into a homebody BIG TIME! I do not want to leave the house at all....E-V-E-R. I have no idea why either. I don't really want to socialize. I will get to this later, but I have been super attached to Weston. He is like the only person I want to be around, which is strange for us because we are not a super attached couple. My personality is not really a social personality anyways. I don't really like to be in crowds or be around people, but I can handle it better when I am not pregnant. It has become really bad during the last couple of weeks. I hope this isn't a third trimester thing and just a phase. It is almost like I just don't want to be around people. When I am out socializing, I am anxious about leaving to go home. When I am at work, I am not putting in both earplugs to just ignore my surroundings. It is really stinky. I am not a big fan of it, but I also can't help it. I have no idea what that is all about either!
8. Weston has really impressed me during this whole pregnancy. When I first got pregnant, he was so sweet. We would be watching TV and he would just lay his hand on my belly. He would talk to my belly at night. He would say goodnight to you. It is funny because he would do it in this strange voice like "Luke, I am your father" voice from Star Wars. I would ask him why he is talking funny and he said that was how you could hear him. Not sure what that means. Then sometimes he could make these weird sounds on my belly saying he was playing with you. He has been super helpful picking up things around the house. He will rub my back when I say it hurts. He will help carry heavy things. He has stepped up tremendously. He also has helped a lot in the decisions on the house. I basically have been out of that and he has handled it all. Thank goodness! He also created the nickname little Ray Ray. When we first started talking baby names, he suggested Ray (his middle name). I said no way! Not a fan of Ray...no offense. So, he would do it to irritate me. He would talk to you and call you Ray Ray to the point that I thought you would come out thinking that was your name. He finally has stopped. I guess I just got used to it, so he knew it didn't bother me anymore. It is funny because sometimes he would come to talk to you or rub my belly and I would push him away because I just didn't feel it at the moment, he would always say "he is MY baby too, let me talk to my baby". Haha. He already adores you. He also has been super helpful with this diabetes. Sometimes I feel like he is the only one that really gets it. I want to do what the doctors tell me to do because I feel like that I will help you be the healthiest baby. I do not want you to have health issues, be big, or have diabetes. Weston was on the Atkins diet when I found out to help himself lose weight for a backpacking trip he was taking. He said that after the trip, he would stay on the diet so he would do it with me. He is being so supportive. It is nice to have him eating the same things so I am not tempted. He did all this research on gestational diabetes and what I can/can't eat. My love has really grown for him over these past months. I have become super attached to him. We are a very independent couple. Before pregnancy, we would do our own things a whole lot. He would go out with his friends and I would go out with mine. We didn't really spend too much time together. Now I am stuck on him like glue. We are together all the time. Surprisingly, we don't fight either. I would think with all the quality time, we would be cranky with one another. Now sometimes I will be snappy, but most of the time we have been cuddly and sweet with one another. Yes, so not me! He really is amazing. To put up with my crazy pregnant self, he is a stand up guy. I don't know if you have ever had this feeling where your whole body swells with this overwhelming feeling of love. It is like a shock or shiver goes through your body. The other night Weston was feeling you kick before he left on his trip. We sat in bed before going to sleep with him feeling you for about 5-10 minutes. It was storming outside. Soon enough this black, furry, 55 lb Siberian Husky jumps on the bed and crawls in between us. I sat there and petted him comforting him until I fell asleep. I love snuggling with my puppy dog. It was one of those overwhelming love moments. My two dogs, my sweet husband, and our amazing blessing from God growing in my belly. I couldn't have a better family.
9. Cravings. When I first was pregnant, I craved really strange things. Powered white doughnuts. Lucky Charms. and MEXICAN. I wasn't really into sweets at all during my first and part of second trimester. I would eat them occasionally if they were around, but wouldn't crave them. Another thing that I loved before I was pregnant and not so much while pregnant is fish. When we went to the beach, I wasn't feeling the fish. I don't know if it just wasn't as good as normal or if I just was not turned onto fish like normally. I haven't had any fish that I can think of since the beach trip in May. I still don't like red meat much. I will crave cheeseburgers sometimes. Oh pizza. I didn't like pizza before...now I love it. Yes, now that I have gestational, I crave sweets ALL THE TIME. All I can think about is milkshakes. For instance today..I have thought about bubblegum ice cream, cookie cake, cookie cake with ice cream in the middle, homemade ice cream, peach cobbler, banana pudding, bundt cakes (I cheated and had one earlier), and pecan pie. And those thoughts basically happen daily. Ice cream is what kills me. I am a lover of ice cream. Now that I can't have it, I think about it all the time. I want it all the time. My other obsession is Mexican food. I loved Mexican food before. My love has only grown. I could eat Mexican on a daily basis. Another thing I crave a whole lot is breakfast foods. Weston said the other day that the Tanners are keeping the chicken's in business. We go through 18 eggs in probably a week and a half. I could eat breakfast foods for all three meals. I already have a list of foods that I am eating once I get the all clear on gestational.
10. Pregnancy card. Now the pregnancy card has had its really fun moments. When I don't want to move something even though I know I can-pregnancy card. Once I got to go in a bathroom that was shut down to be cleaned all by myself because of the pregnancy card. People are so attentive and helpful. They are so sweet when you are pregnant. Sometimes it is kind of annoying though. I am a pretty independent person, so I am not a huge fan of people doing things that I am capable of doing. So like if I want to get in a chair to hang something, I am going to get in the chair and hang it. I am cool. You are right there to catch me if I fall. I just don't want to sit around looking like I am lazy. Belly is not going to hold me back. The doc told me to go on with my daily routine like before, so that is exactly what I am trying to do. It is nice though that people care about my well being and want to help. Believe me, I appreciate it and most the time I want the help because I am inherently a lazy person. Plus the pregnancy card has gotten me out of cleaning the bathtub for 7 months!! I HATE cleaning the bathtub. It is the only thing I don't like to clean. I knew how to pull that pregnancy card quickly. ;)
11. I think almost every pregnant person I have talked to complains about the baby moving. I LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE when you move. It has been the best part of pregnancy. I really don't think I could ever get tired of it. I already know that I am going to have depression after you are born because I will not have that kicking anymore. It is how I bond with you. I just sit there and let you kick my hand. I love to pull up my shirt and see my tummy rolling around like crazy. I have no idea why people don't enjoy it. A girl I know said she used to spank her stomach and tell her child to stop moving inside her belly! I tell you to keep on moving. You have gotten to where you move pretty much most of the day. Sometimes it is really soft where you can barely feel it and then sometimes it is so big that my whole belly shifts in one direction. I just love it.
12. I am crossing my fingers that I will not have to purchase maternity clothes. So far, I am still fitting in most of my clothes. Luckily it is summer where I can wear a bunch of dresses that are stretchy anyways. I didn't want to waste money on maternity clothes for two months. Seems crazy! The only things I have bought so far are two pairs of jeans, two pairs of shorts, and two bathing suits (that were not maternity).
Ok this is way long and I think I am done with my random facts about pregnancy. I might have a second post thought....since #1 might happen :)
I wanted to make this post about random things I have discovered since being pregnant. So this is going to be all over the place. Plus I am sure it will be one that will have to be added onto later because:
1. When you are pregnant, you can't remember ANYTHING! I mean I didn't have the best of memories before. Now I can't remember things that I could remember 5 minutes ago. I have sticky notes, calendar, and reminders on my phone of the same item so I will not forget it. Like for instance to take out the recycle. I have to put a sticky note, write it on my calendar, and set a reminder on my phone so that at least one of those will make me remember to do it. Telling Weston to remind me does no good. The other day, I was walking into the bank to make a deposit and knew they would need to see my drivers license. So, I start to pull out my license from my holder attached to my keys. I realized I didn't have my keys. Then I walk back to my car only to realize that my keys are still in the car, which is still running. I don't know if it is even worse because I have work, baby, house, and junior league all going on at once so my mind is all over the place or if all pregnant people are this bad.
2. I now know how woman feel who are blessed in the top region. I have never had that experience that friends tell me about when they are talking to a male and they can see the man starring at their chest instead of their eyes (p.s. son, please don't ever do this-for you need to respect women). Now I have people that when I am talking to them, their eyes drift to my belly. I think it is a little more obvious when someone is starring at your belly rather than your chest too. I have a girl at work..love her...but for the longest time when she would come to talk to me, she would basically be talking to my belly the whole time. Hello....I'm up here. I guess people are fascinated with growing bellies.
3. I am not very fond of the belly. I know friends that are pregnant now that really embrace it. They wear these super tight clothes that just wrap around that belly of theirs. I think they look super cute too. I just can't do it. I really thought I would embrace it. I thought I would be the type that would wear the tight clothes because I think it is so cute with other pregnant women. I couldn't wait to be pregnant to show off the bump. It really has been a struggle with me. It has brought back some dark memories from my childhood that I apparently had suppressed. I was not the skinniest girl growing up. I actually was pretty pudgy until 9th grade. I was the first kid in my class to reach 100 pounds (or at least I was told that on the playground when I was at Gordan Bibb during recess). I was told in elementary school once that I should be the dinosaur because I was big. I overheard a friend say that I looked like a whale one day when I wore all blue. Kids can be very cruel. It is amazing how those younger years mold you for the rest of your life. You really have to watch what you say to others. It could affect them for the rest of their lives. I have had a weight issue ever since childhood. I have watched what I eat and exercised daily to keep at a very small weight. Actually for two years in a row that I saw my gyno before pregnancy, she told me that I was underweight and was worried about my weight. So, when I got pregnant and packed on the pounds, it wasn't easy. People would say "Wow, you are already showing" or "look at that belly" It was really hard at first. Then it kind of stopped for awhile. I think I started to hide it. Now at 28 weeks, I am afraid you are so big inside me, that it is hard not to show. I can't even see my feet anymore. I weighed myself this morning and I had only gained 10.5 pounds, but even today at a baby shower a lady said that I was larger than a girl who is 32 weeks. I just wish people would watch what they say or think. People's bodies are all different. I know that with me, I will look larger because people are so used to me being so small (note to everyone out there...gain a lot of weight before getting pregnant haha). But really, like don't ever come up to me and say "so and so looks like they are about to pop". You don't know what is going on with them on the inside. You don't know how much weight they have gained or not gained. People are so judgemental and quick to judge. Most of the people who say those kinds of things are not the smallest people in the world. I have done my best to stay in shape. I don't know many girls that at 28 weeks are still running 3.5 miles. Ok that is my soapbox, but that is probably my "biggest" issue with pregnancy.
4. No touching policy. When I was first pregnant, people would always want to touch my belly. I always thought it was strange because there was really not much there. Plus you were not even moving. I had no connection with you whatsoever just because you were not moving and most days I didn't even feel pregnant. I can remember one day during tax season a girl came to see me and she started rubbing my belly. Angeleck was up front with me and she said it took everything in her being to not bust out laughing. She knew how uncomfortable I was. With that being said, now it is not too bad. I mean I don't say "hey come rub my belly", but I am not as weirded out by it like before. I really don't mind if it is someone I am close to unless I just want to be left alone. I am sure I would have a problem with someone that I am not as close to doing it, but luckily not many people do it.
5. Most pregnant women complain about being sick and tired during the first trimester or how they have to pee all the time. I didn't have really either. I mean I was nauseated during the first trimester most of the time unless I ate, so I ate a LOT :) I was tired, I will say that. Of course it was the busiest time at work. I was working insane hours, so I am sure that played a part into it. I do not have to pee any more than I used to before pregnancy. I have always had bladder craziness, so bladder doesn't really phase me.
6. I am really hormonal. It has been off and on throughout the pregnancy. I will go weeks where I am normal. Then one week I will be real to myself. One week I will be super cranky. One week I will cry every day. I cry ALL the time. I can't remember what I was thinking about the other day at work while heating up my food, but I just started crying. When I got diagnosed with gestational diabetes, it was the worst time for crying. I think I cried daily for a week. I was all over the place! I will cry watching TV. I will cry at some random song. I was an emotional person before, but wowzers talk about being emotional now. I can't even control it. Poor Weston. I will just be sitting there in the middle of a conversation with him and I will start crying. For no reason. It is really strange. People make me mad easily. A guy interrupted me on the phone at work the other day and I walked into my office and started going off to my boss about how he needed to teach him lessons. He just laughed and said "pregnancy hormones huh?" Haha. I mean you better watch what you say to me. I don't really hold back as much as I used to before. I will snap at you in a heartbeat.
7. Nesting to me = loner. Some people talk about this nesting word. They want to clean the house. I haven't really done that at all. I will say though that I have turned into a homebody BIG TIME! I do not want to leave the house at all....E-V-E-R. I have no idea why either. I don't really want to socialize. I will get to this later, but I have been super attached to Weston. He is like the only person I want to be around, which is strange for us because we are not a super attached couple. My personality is not really a social personality anyways. I don't really like to be in crowds or be around people, but I can handle it better when I am not pregnant. It has become really bad during the last couple of weeks. I hope this isn't a third trimester thing and just a phase. It is almost like I just don't want to be around people. When I am out socializing, I am anxious about leaving to go home. When I am at work, I am not putting in both earplugs to just ignore my surroundings. It is really stinky. I am not a big fan of it, but I also can't help it. I have no idea what that is all about either!
8. Weston has really impressed me during this whole pregnancy. When I first got pregnant, he was so sweet. We would be watching TV and he would just lay his hand on my belly. He would talk to my belly at night. He would say goodnight to you. It is funny because he would do it in this strange voice like "Luke, I am your father" voice from Star Wars. I would ask him why he is talking funny and he said that was how you could hear him. Not sure what that means. Then sometimes he could make these weird sounds on my belly saying he was playing with you. He has been super helpful picking up things around the house. He will rub my back when I say it hurts. He will help carry heavy things. He has stepped up tremendously. He also has helped a lot in the decisions on the house. I basically have been out of that and he has handled it all. Thank goodness! He also created the nickname little Ray Ray. When we first started talking baby names, he suggested Ray (his middle name). I said no way! Not a fan of Ray...no offense. So, he would do it to irritate me. He would talk to you and call you Ray Ray to the point that I thought you would come out thinking that was your name. He finally has stopped. I guess I just got used to it, so he knew it didn't bother me anymore. It is funny because sometimes he would come to talk to you or rub my belly and I would push him away because I just didn't feel it at the moment, he would always say "he is MY baby too, let me talk to my baby". Haha. He already adores you. He also has been super helpful with this diabetes. Sometimes I feel like he is the only one that really gets it. I want to do what the doctors tell me to do because I feel like that I will help you be the healthiest baby. I do not want you to have health issues, be big, or have diabetes. Weston was on the Atkins diet when I found out to help himself lose weight for a backpacking trip he was taking. He said that after the trip, he would stay on the diet so he would do it with me. He is being so supportive. It is nice to have him eating the same things so I am not tempted. He did all this research on gestational diabetes and what I can/can't eat. My love has really grown for him over these past months. I have become super attached to him. We are a very independent couple. Before pregnancy, we would do our own things a whole lot. He would go out with his friends and I would go out with mine. We didn't really spend too much time together. Now I am stuck on him like glue. We are together all the time. Surprisingly, we don't fight either. I would think with all the quality time, we would be cranky with one another. Now sometimes I will be snappy, but most of the time we have been cuddly and sweet with one another. Yes, so not me! He really is amazing. To put up with my crazy pregnant self, he is a stand up guy. I don't know if you have ever had this feeling where your whole body swells with this overwhelming feeling of love. It is like a shock or shiver goes through your body. The other night Weston was feeling you kick before he left on his trip. We sat in bed before going to sleep with him feeling you for about 5-10 minutes. It was storming outside. Soon enough this black, furry, 55 lb Siberian Husky jumps on the bed and crawls in between us. I sat there and petted him comforting him until I fell asleep. I love snuggling with my puppy dog. It was one of those overwhelming love moments. My two dogs, my sweet husband, and our amazing blessing from God growing in my belly. I couldn't have a better family.
9. Cravings. When I first was pregnant, I craved really strange things. Powered white doughnuts. Lucky Charms. and MEXICAN. I wasn't really into sweets at all during my first and part of second trimester. I would eat them occasionally if they were around, but wouldn't crave them. Another thing that I loved before I was pregnant and not so much while pregnant is fish. When we went to the beach, I wasn't feeling the fish. I don't know if it just wasn't as good as normal or if I just was not turned onto fish like normally. I haven't had any fish that I can think of since the beach trip in May. I still don't like red meat much. I will crave cheeseburgers sometimes. Oh pizza. I didn't like pizza before...now I love it. Yes, now that I have gestational, I crave sweets ALL THE TIME. All I can think about is milkshakes. For instance today..I have thought about bubblegum ice cream, cookie cake, cookie cake with ice cream in the middle, homemade ice cream, peach cobbler, banana pudding, bundt cakes (I cheated and had one earlier), and pecan pie. And those thoughts basically happen daily. Ice cream is what kills me. I am a lover of ice cream. Now that I can't have it, I think about it all the time. I want it all the time. My other obsession is Mexican food. I loved Mexican food before. My love has only grown. I could eat Mexican on a daily basis. Another thing I crave a whole lot is breakfast foods. Weston said the other day that the Tanners are keeping the chicken's in business. We go through 18 eggs in probably a week and a half. I could eat breakfast foods for all three meals. I already have a list of foods that I am eating once I get the all clear on gestational.
10. Pregnancy card. Now the pregnancy card has had its really fun moments. When I don't want to move something even though I know I can-pregnancy card. Once I got to go in a bathroom that was shut down to be cleaned all by myself because of the pregnancy card. People are so attentive and helpful. They are so sweet when you are pregnant. Sometimes it is kind of annoying though. I am a pretty independent person, so I am not a huge fan of people doing things that I am capable of doing. So like if I want to get in a chair to hang something, I am going to get in the chair and hang it. I am cool. You are right there to catch me if I fall. I just don't want to sit around looking like I am lazy. Belly is not going to hold me back. The doc told me to go on with my daily routine like before, so that is exactly what I am trying to do. It is nice though that people care about my well being and want to help. Believe me, I appreciate it and most the time I want the help because I am inherently a lazy person. Plus the pregnancy card has gotten me out of cleaning the bathtub for 7 months!! I HATE cleaning the bathtub. It is the only thing I don't like to clean. I knew how to pull that pregnancy card quickly. ;)
11. I think almost every pregnant person I have talked to complains about the baby moving. I LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE when you move. It has been the best part of pregnancy. I really don't think I could ever get tired of it. I already know that I am going to have depression after you are born because I will not have that kicking anymore. It is how I bond with you. I just sit there and let you kick my hand. I love to pull up my shirt and see my tummy rolling around like crazy. I have no idea why people don't enjoy it. A girl I know said she used to spank her stomach and tell her child to stop moving inside her belly! I tell you to keep on moving. You have gotten to where you move pretty much most of the day. Sometimes it is really soft where you can barely feel it and then sometimes it is so big that my whole belly shifts in one direction. I just love it.
12. I am crossing my fingers that I will not have to purchase maternity clothes. So far, I am still fitting in most of my clothes. Luckily it is summer where I can wear a bunch of dresses that are stretchy anyways. I didn't want to waste money on maternity clothes for two months. Seems crazy! The only things I have bought so far are two pairs of jeans, two pairs of shorts, and two bathing suits (that were not maternity).
Ok this is way long and I think I am done with my random facts about pregnancy. I might have a second post thought....since #1 might happen :)
Monday, July 8, 2013
Dancing Machine
I mentioned in my last post that at the 20 week appointment, I had not felt you move yet. People said that it felt like a flutter. Well, I was not super sure what a "flutter" felt like. I would have feelings, but I was never sure if it was you or just something weird with my body. The first weekend in June was the first time I felt you. It was REMARKABLE! I sat there in awe. Of course Weston was out of town and I didn't want anyone to know but him, so I had to keep quiet. It was by far the most amazing thing I have ever felt in my life. I wanted to scream with excitement. Finally, the bonding began. It all felt real. I got to actually feel you bouncing around inside of me. I didn't tell Weston when he got home. I wanted it to be a surprise. One night that next week, maybe even on his birthday, he was on the phone by me on the couch. You started moving. I took his hand and put it on my belly. He just started grinning. He just left his hand on my belly for the rest of the conversation. Then when he got off the phone, he said that was pretty cool. Sometimes he will reach over and put his hand on my belly even when you are not moving. I will say that you are not moving, but he doesn't care. It is just his bonding time with you and I let him have it. I will later tell you about all the cute things Weston did while you were growing inside me.
Once you first started moving, you just went non-stop at that point. Some people say that the moving starts to annoy them. For me, you could move all day long. I am a natural worrier. I always have doubt that everything is ok. By you moving, I know all is right with the world. Plus it just makes me love you even more (even when it seems like you could be kicking me right in the bladder). Most of the time, it never hurts. You are really active at night, not as much during the day. You have become more active in the mornings though. I would think you would be active after I drink my morning can of Diet Mt Dew (yes I am a horrible mother that drinks one can for breakfast of caffeine). The most active I have ever felt you was once I went to a bar to eat dinner with some friends where a band started playing before I left. It was kind of loud music. I really think you were just a dancing machine in there.
Another time you moved at lot was one Sunday in church before July 4th. We were singing patriotic songs. I don't know if you are just patriotic, but you were a dancing machine again. During that Sunday, I reached over and grabbed Mom's hand. It was the first time Gigi got to feel you. It was pretty amazing!! I don't mind if people feel you. As long as they don't come up and start feeling up on my belly. If you are moving, I love to share in the coolness. I am STILL waiting on you to be active at work so I can let Kiki feel you (yes, you will be calling Angeleck-Kiki). One of these days you will cooperate.
So keep moving my dancing machine. I will always be grateful for it. You bring me so much joy already.
Once you first started moving, you just went non-stop at that point. Some people say that the moving starts to annoy them. For me, you could move all day long. I am a natural worrier. I always have doubt that everything is ok. By you moving, I know all is right with the world. Plus it just makes me love you even more (even when it seems like you could be kicking me right in the bladder). Most of the time, it never hurts. You are really active at night, not as much during the day. You have become more active in the mornings though. I would think you would be active after I drink my morning can of Diet Mt Dew (yes I am a horrible mother that drinks one can for breakfast of caffeine). The most active I have ever felt you was once I went to a bar to eat dinner with some friends where a band started playing before I left. It was kind of loud music. I really think you were just a dancing machine in there.
Another time you moved at lot was one Sunday in church before July 4th. We were singing patriotic songs. I don't know if you are just patriotic, but you were a dancing machine again. During that Sunday, I reached over and grabbed Mom's hand. It was the first time Gigi got to feel you. It was pretty amazing!! I don't mind if people feel you. As long as they don't come up and start feeling up on my belly. If you are moving, I love to share in the coolness. I am STILL waiting on you to be active at work so I can let Kiki feel you (yes, you will be calling Angeleck-Kiki). One of these days you will cooperate.
So keep moving my dancing machine. I will always be grateful for it. You bring me so much joy already.
Sunday, July 7, 2013
Gender Reveal
When I started going for my doctor appointments every four weeks, I would go on Tuesday. It just so happen one of those Tuesdays fell on Weston's and my second wedding anniversary. We have been wanting to try to save money for the house and baby, so what better gift to give one another. We got back from our friend's, Aaron and Meagen, wedding the day before. We both didn't even have time to go get a present/card for one another.
I might explain that I was 100% sure that you were a girl. From everything I had read, you were a girl. Everyone said that I was showing fast, which means I was having a girl---really I think it was just because I packed on the weight the first trimester. Right now I am 27 weeks. At my 24 week appointment, I had gained 10 pounds. I think probably about 7-8 of them were in the first trimester! I was nauseated most of the time if my stomach didn't have anything, so I was eating a lot. Plus I didn't get to work out every day because of tax season hours. Other signs that I thought you were a girl. Your heartbeat was super fast at all my appointments. The first appointment the heartbeat was 168. The second it was 160. I was craving Mexican food like crazy especially salsa. Anything spicy. People told me that spicy foods meant I was having a girl. I had a line running from my hip bone to belly button. A book said that meant girl. Weston apparently has more girls in the family and he is the one that determines the gender (I think he has more boys in the family in my opinion). Finally one girl said that I was carrying low, which meant boy. I think she was the only one that said boy. Weston wanted a boy, but even he thought girl.
Weston and I went to the appointment on May 21st. The sonogram lady was super sweet and funny. She pulled up the screen and immediately we saw you. She said "well I guess you can tell what the gender is". I couldn't, so I had to have her explain. She finally pointed out that there was two legs and then a third that wasn't another leg. I started to tear up. A BOY! I was literally in shock. I think the whole rest of the appointment I was in this kind of bubble that is unexplainable. I was so surprised, excited, and emotional. She went on to take your measurements. You were measuring at 1lb and 2 days ahead of schedule. Your heartbeat was either 154 or 156 (it was hard for me to concentrate). You had a 3 cm femer, which she said was good. The doctor said you were in 60th percentile of weight. Basically you were in the average. You were SUPER active. The sonogram technician kept laughing about how much you were moving around in there. Plus, you were showing off your private part. She kept saying that you were certainly proud of it and wanted us to know for sure what the gender was going to be. At one point she showed us like you were actually waving it. The very end of the sonogram, a picture was taken with your hand over your face. Almost like "is this almost over? good grief". It was the most amazing thing ever. I hope I will never forget it. Of course we have it all on a dvd, so we will be able to show you one day. The sonogram technician asked if I have felt you any. I told her no. She said I should any day because of the way you were positioned, your legs were right against my belly. Not much fat in between the two. I was excited to hear that because I realllllly wanted to feel you.
After the appointment, Weston and I went to pick out tile. Ha, what a romantic day. Then we went to eat lunch at Corner Bakery. They did my wedding cake. I ordered the gender reveal cake. We made it blue on the inside of course, with buttercream frosting square sheet cake. Then had all colors of bows and flowers to make you question boy or girl. I had to wait two whole days to tell a single person. Oh it was HARD!! Thursday we had the gender reveal party at my parents house. My grandparents from both sides, parents, brother, Leah, George, Ashley, and Angeleck all came over. Before the party started, I wanted to announce that we got a contract on the house that day. So, I said "first off, i have a big announcement to make". When I looked over, my Grandburger had both her hands on her face and her eyes were so big. I later learned that she thought that I was going to announce we were having twins!! Haha what a riot (even though I have often wondered if it might be better to have twins). After the contract on the house announcement, I got out the cake. Weston and I cut into it twice. I could hear everyone calling out. First they said boy, then they said girl. We were cutting into the top that had blue and pink on it, so they were getting confused. Then I brought out the piece of blue cake. The only thing I remember is everyone screaming. I teared up! It was such a special moment. I remember my Grandburger yelling "it's a boy!!". It was so cute! The cake was DELICIOUS! It was a whole lot of fun to share that with my family.
The next day at work I took mini hershey bar's and colored in the "he" part of it. I wrote another poem "the time has come, so sound the drum. Look at the clue. What is filled in is what is due" Everyone at work was so excited. Shannon said she would pray for me. Haha. Most people said that it is great to start off with a boy. Most people at work have girls and all they do is complain about them.
On facebook what I did was on Thursday, I put up a photo of me holding a pink and blue ice cream cone. I said "Tonight is the big night of the gender reveal to my family!!!!! So for my facebook family, I thought I would do the reveal this way. We will start off with two ice cream cones. Pink or Blue????? Which one will fall and which one will stay??? Tune in to find out tomorrow....." Then later on that night, I put a picture of a cone upside down as if one fell. I said "One stays and one falls, will our child be playing with trucks or dolls????? Looks like most people voted girl. Time will tell....." Then on Friday after everyone got to work (which was delayed and everyone was stalking FB making comments about stalking my page..hilarious!!), I posted a picture of just the blue ice cream cone with a thumbs up and said "Drum roll please....................
A great way to make your big announcement to the world :)
I might explain that I was 100% sure that you were a girl. From everything I had read, you were a girl. Everyone said that I was showing fast, which means I was having a girl---really I think it was just because I packed on the weight the first trimester. Right now I am 27 weeks. At my 24 week appointment, I had gained 10 pounds. I think probably about 7-8 of them were in the first trimester! I was nauseated most of the time if my stomach didn't have anything, so I was eating a lot. Plus I didn't get to work out every day because of tax season hours. Other signs that I thought you were a girl. Your heartbeat was super fast at all my appointments. The first appointment the heartbeat was 168. The second it was 160. I was craving Mexican food like crazy especially salsa. Anything spicy. People told me that spicy foods meant I was having a girl. I had a line running from my hip bone to belly button. A book said that meant girl. Weston apparently has more girls in the family and he is the one that determines the gender (I think he has more boys in the family in my opinion). Finally one girl said that I was carrying low, which meant boy. I think she was the only one that said boy. Weston wanted a boy, but even he thought girl.
Weston and I went to the appointment on May 21st. The sonogram lady was super sweet and funny. She pulled up the screen and immediately we saw you. She said "well I guess you can tell what the gender is". I couldn't, so I had to have her explain. She finally pointed out that there was two legs and then a third that wasn't another leg. I started to tear up. A BOY! I was literally in shock. I think the whole rest of the appointment I was in this kind of bubble that is unexplainable. I was so surprised, excited, and emotional. She went on to take your measurements. You were measuring at 1lb and 2 days ahead of schedule. Your heartbeat was either 154 or 156 (it was hard for me to concentrate). You had a 3 cm femer, which she said was good. The doctor said you were in 60th percentile of weight. Basically you were in the average. You were SUPER active. The sonogram technician kept laughing about how much you were moving around in there. Plus, you were showing off your private part. She kept saying that you were certainly proud of it and wanted us to know for sure what the gender was going to be. At one point she showed us like you were actually waving it. The very end of the sonogram, a picture was taken with your hand over your face. Almost like "is this almost over? good grief". It was the most amazing thing ever. I hope I will never forget it. Of course we have it all on a dvd, so we will be able to show you one day. The sonogram technician asked if I have felt you any. I told her no. She said I should any day because of the way you were positioned, your legs were right against my belly. Not much fat in between the two. I was excited to hear that because I realllllly wanted to feel you.
After the appointment, Weston and I went to pick out tile. Ha, what a romantic day. Then we went to eat lunch at Corner Bakery. They did my wedding cake. I ordered the gender reveal cake. We made it blue on the inside of course, with buttercream frosting square sheet cake. Then had all colors of bows and flowers to make you question boy or girl. I had to wait two whole days to tell a single person. Oh it was HARD!! Thursday we had the gender reveal party at my parents house. My grandparents from both sides, parents, brother, Leah, George, Ashley, and Angeleck all came over. Before the party started, I wanted to announce that we got a contract on the house that day. So, I said "first off, i have a big announcement to make". When I looked over, my Grandburger had both her hands on her face and her eyes were so big. I later learned that she thought that I was going to announce we were having twins!! Haha what a riot (even though I have often wondered if it might be better to have twins). After the contract on the house announcement, I got out the cake. Weston and I cut into it twice. I could hear everyone calling out. First they said boy, then they said girl. We were cutting into the top that had blue and pink on it, so they were getting confused. Then I brought out the piece of blue cake. The only thing I remember is everyone screaming. I teared up! It was such a special moment. I remember my Grandburger yelling "it's a boy!!". It was so cute! The cake was DELICIOUS! It was a whole lot of fun to share that with my family.
The next day at work I took mini hershey bar's and colored in the "he" part of it. I wrote another poem "the time has come, so sound the drum. Look at the clue. What is filled in is what is due" Everyone at work was so excited. Shannon said she would pray for me. Haha. Most people said that it is great to start off with a boy. Most people at work have girls and all they do is complain about them.
On facebook what I did was on Thursday, I put up a photo of me holding a pink and blue ice cream cone. I said "Tonight is the big night of the gender reveal to my family!!!!! So for my facebook family, I thought I would do the reveal this way. We will start off with two ice cream cones. Pink or Blue????? Which one will fall and which one will stay??? Tune in to find out tomorrow....." Then later on that night, I put a picture of a cone upside down as if one fell. I said "One stays and one falls, will our child be playing with trucks or dolls????? Looks like most people voted girl. Time will tell....." Then on Friday after everyone got to work (which was delayed and everyone was stalking FB making comments about stalking my page..hilarious!!), I posted a picture of just the blue ice cream cone with a thumbs up and said "Drum roll please....................
A great way to make your big announcement to the world :)
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