The big boys are off at school, Daddy's at work and the little man is all cozied up having a rest on my chest. Soon that will change as I HAVE TO shower (got a hair cut appt tonight), eat and get ready to go pick the boys up from school at 12:30- then race home to squeeze in a good nap before Brady's 2 week check up this afternoon. So I'll enjoy the silence while I can.
But back to Monday... (That was my first day home alone with all 3 boys) The day flew by and without any problems. The big boys were really good, and Brady was perfect. Since I do better with an agenda or plan of action to look forward to, we ventured out the library Monday morning... Who would have thought the Northport Library (outreach site) didn't open until 11:00?! I had just bundled up 3 kids for this outing!! Thankfully the grocery store is in the same strip mall so we killed 20 minutes until it opened, shopping the half priced Easter Candy ;-) and snacks for our Duluth trip this week. After making it back home for lunch, it was nap time :-) and we all had a good rest. Then before you know it Daddy is home, but this is when the problems start... Daddy isn't very patient these days and the boys have been testy, so I'm constantly refereeing their power struggles. Ugrrrr... I felt like sending him back to work!!
Tuesday morning was a bit more interesting, as I had just bundles everyone up to take Dylan and Riley to school (for 8:30) and when we got out the van it wouldn't start?!! So back we go inside, undress and wait for Daddy to come help us out. (This was all after a fun struggle over getting dressed and out the door.) And wouldn't you know when he shows up and tries the van, the damn things starts!! Thankfully he tried a couple more times and at least one of the times it didn't start, so I didn't look like a complete lunatic. $500 later we've got a new starter and battery. If its not one thing its another!
I hope the Onofreychuk's can keep it together the rest of this week, as we prepare for a little trip out to Duluth for Brad's interview. It may be a really good sign for Brad that they want him, as they are putting us up at the Lake Shore Holiday Inn for not only one night but two nights, and in the Kids suite that has special accommodations and a separate room for the kids and keep in contact with Brad daily about his visit. YIKES... This has got my wheels turning and could really knock my socks off if he were to get offered the job.
Well my solitude is coming to an end as Brady is starting to remind me thats its time to feed again and get the ball rolling for a busy afternoon. I'm curious to see how this kid has grown since his birthday just 2 weeks ago (His face already looks a little fuller). Ciao~
March 26, 2008
March 23, 2008
Big Boy Bath Time
Today was Brady's first big boy bath!! He lost his umbilical cord stump or "plug" as Dylan and Riley call it and therefore is now able to be submerged in the bath. As you see in the pictures, he doesn't mind the bath at all. Even up to this point when we've been giving him sponge baths he's loved it and not even flinched to the water being poured over his head. It was really neat to see how happy he was after his bath... It was like he was trying to make sounds and smiles- but of course for being only 10 days old he couldn't produce the exaggerated expressions. His eyes were wide open, and scanning the room as he kicked this legs and swung his arms around (Daddy calls this the wind mill move). I just can't explain it as Brad and I are probably the only ones who could pick up on this happy little moment, as it sheds a fun glimpse of whats to come as Brady continues to learn and explore the world around him. The last picture is of Brady all clean and sporting new jammies. He is such a serious guy...
Of course Dylan and Riley were on standby during this monumental moment. The cutest part of it was that they had their new swimming goggles on that the Easter Bunny had brought them this morning. And I guess if it wasn't for Daddy's quick hands they may have come in handy as the little man sprung a leak in the tub.
Other than the big bath tonight we've had a quite Easter Sunday... as just the 5 of us we enjoyed a nice ham dinner (lunch) accompanied with other traditional Canadian and American favorites. But then decided we didn't want ham leftovers for supper so I went out and got Burger King. Figure we'd be eating Ham all week so why not, and Daddy was craving a burger.
Tomorrow will be my first day home alone with the 3 boys. And after a scary weekend of attitudes and behaviors I'm a little worried. However, I do think that now all our help and company have left and Daddy won't be around to pick on the big boys, things may start to come together a little better- I can only hope. Wish me luck- and I'll let you know how it goes...
March 19, 2008
Just a week ago...
... I was huge and miserable! About this time last week, was when the contractions started to liven up and get things going. Now as I sit here and type away, I look over to see the triumph of all my pain... Sweet little Brady Ross.
He is such a sweet little boy, and a very good baby. Last night he went a good 2 1/2 - 3 hrs between feedings and slept soundly in his crib the whole night. We didn't have to mess around with the suckie, or bouncy seat or even rocking him to sleep. He just ate, burped and slept- How wonderful!! Our schedule last night was 9:00pm 12:45 - 3:00 - 6:00 and at 8:45am I had to wake him to eat before taking the big boys to school. I'm afraid to admit it, but I feel pretty good and rested for having a newborn and 2 preschoolers at home. And as long as he keeps this kind of nightly schedule I think we'll do just fine.
Dylan and Riley went back to daycare/school yesterday and today, which was soooo needed for them. As you can imagine things are very different at home, and well Mom and Dad don't have as much undivided time to devote to them. The needed to burn off some energy and get some norm back into their day, so school was a great outing for them these past 2 days. Tomorrow we'll all be home again (Brad included) and try for a new normal kind of schedule at home. Dylan has been most interested in Brady and is constantly asking to hold him~ and of course its usually at inconvenient times~ such as when Brady is nursing, or having a good rest. Riley doesn't seek him out as much, but does remind us the things that Brady can and can't do because "he's only a baby".
Brad is having a tough time with feeling rested these days... I don't think its the sleep part of things, but all the internal worry and stress you generate when having a new baby at home. And if this isn't enough to have weighing on your mind, Brad has applied for a rink manager position at a new $20 Million area in Duluth, MN and after an initial phone interview, is one of the top 3 candidates and has been invited out to Duluth for an interview next week. Not sure where this will take us? Lots to consider- and the huge question of, would the offer be worth a huge move for our family? At this point I'm staying on the sideline with this one and will only let myself start freaking out if he should get the offer. OH yeah and with all this going on upstairs, he went back to work this week only for Tuesday and Wednesday- foolish man. Hopefully he can catch up on some R & R before heading back to work next week.
And then there's me... Like I mentioned earlier, I'm feeling pretty good. Despite a 3 day stretch with no shower, I've been up and at 'em. The Ponytail, sweats and the Today show are my new ritual. The past 2 days have been pretty quite with just Brady and I, but thats about to change as the boys will only go to school a few hours in the morning a couple days a week. I sit and ponder how long it will take for this pudgy belly to shrink in size, and/or how long I can use the excuse "I just had a baby" before I am expected to do something about it. Eh- for now I'll just worry about staying fresh and presentable, and worry about the rest later...
He is such a sweet little boy, and a very good baby. Last night he went a good 2 1/2 - 3 hrs between feedings and slept soundly in his crib the whole night. We didn't have to mess around with the suckie, or bouncy seat or even rocking him to sleep. He just ate, burped and slept- How wonderful!! Our schedule last night was 9:00pm 12:45 - 3:00 - 6:00 and at 8:45am I had to wake him to eat before taking the big boys to school. I'm afraid to admit it, but I feel pretty good and rested for having a newborn and 2 preschoolers at home. And as long as he keeps this kind of nightly schedule I think we'll do just fine.
Dylan and Riley went back to daycare/school yesterday and today, which was soooo needed for them. As you can imagine things are very different at home, and well Mom and Dad don't have as much undivided time to devote to them. The needed to burn off some energy and get some norm back into their day, so school was a great outing for them these past 2 days. Tomorrow we'll all be home again (Brad included) and try for a new normal kind of schedule at home. Dylan has been most interested in Brady and is constantly asking to hold him~ and of course its usually at inconvenient times~ such as when Brady is nursing, or having a good rest. Riley doesn't seek him out as much, but does remind us the things that Brady can and can't do because "he's only a baby".
Brad is having a tough time with feeling rested these days... I don't think its the sleep part of things, but all the internal worry and stress you generate when having a new baby at home. And if this isn't enough to have weighing on your mind, Brad has applied for a rink manager position at a new $20 Million area in Duluth, MN and after an initial phone interview, is one of the top 3 candidates and has been invited out to Duluth for an interview next week. Not sure where this will take us? Lots to consider- and the huge question of, would the offer be worth a huge move for our family? At this point I'm staying on the sideline with this one and will only let myself start freaking out if he should get the offer. OH yeah and with all this going on upstairs, he went back to work this week only for Tuesday and Wednesday- foolish man. Hopefully he can catch up on some R & R before heading back to work next week.
And then there's me... Like I mentioned earlier, I'm feeling pretty good. Despite a 3 day stretch with no shower, I've been up and at 'em. The Ponytail, sweats and the Today show are my new ritual. The past 2 days have been pretty quite with just Brady and I, but thats about to change as the boys will only go to school a few hours in the morning a couple days a week. I sit and ponder how long it will take for this pudgy belly to shrink in size, and/or how long I can use the excuse "I just had a baby" before I am expected to do something about it. Eh- for now I'll just worry about staying fresh and presentable, and worry about the rest later...
March 17, 2008
Brady Ross Onofreychuk was welcomed to our family on Thursday March 13th, 2008 at 8:05 am. He was born weighing 7lbs 8 oz and 19.5 inches long. I guess after all my whining of him coming earlier than the 17th, paid off. Yes today would have been my induction day, but the little man couldn't wait any longer either and so arrived 4days earlier.
Just a warning, I'm not editing this message... Time will no longer allow such perfection...
After 2 days and 2 very long nights of intense "Braxton Hicks" contractions I find that I was actually in labor... It started on Monday night with some noticeable contracting, but come Wednesday evening I was in so much pain from my contractions we went into the Hospital to see if it was time. I wasn't convienced because my contractions were still only 7 minutes apart, but it was the pain of them that I couldn't get over. I was having to "breath" through them. Upon our arrival to the Family Birth Center I find that I'm dilated to 4cm (up from 2 cm at my office visit the day before) but until the contractions are closer together there wasn't enough of a sign to keep me in the hospital. So home we go at 12:30am (thursday) very discouraged and concerned about the pain level. I got a sleeping pill to try and help me sleep that night, but all it did was make me feel drunk and very tired- it couldn't mask the contractions so not only was I extremely uncomfortable but equally as fatigued. Finally around 4:30 am the contractions were getting closer together (4-5 min) and enough to warrent another try at the hospital. After phoning in my SIL to come stay with the boys, we headed into the hospital just before 6:00am.
This time there was more "excitement" upon my arrival. I was now dilated to 6.5 cm, the contractions were 3 minutes apart and so immediately checked into a room. After starting the IV and getting all the admission stuff done, it was 7:00am and my Dr just arrived to check me out (now 7cm) and break my water. Ouch!! This took my pain to a whole new level and the epidural couldn't come soon enough, thankfully the Anthesiologist was coming in as the doctor was leaving, so by 7:25am I had my epidural. Not more than 3 contractions after that I was feeling the urge to push and couldn't hold it back, my nurse called the doctor back to hospital (she was on her way to the clinic) and I could hear urgency in her voice. I had a difficult time pulling myself together in between the contractions and I guess I was a little intense? My epidural was numbing my legs at this point and I was feeling some relief but not a lot. I had to breath through a couple pushing contractions until my doctor got there and just as she walked into the room at 7:55am I was having another that I couldn't ignore, so I pushed about 5 good hard pushes and there he was... at 8:05 am Brady Ross. Yikes just 2 hours after walking into the door, I had my baby.
This delivery may not have been even paced and pain free as Dylan and Riley's but the outcome was just as wonderful and perfect. Yes he's perfect!! We are at home~ just the 5 of us today, adjusting to life with a newborn again. The boys love to hold and kiss him, and are having their own adjustment period as well, but all in all we are doing well and happy to have our little Brady home.
March 11, 2008
Braxton Hicks Suck!
Yeah you heard me right... Braxton Hicks contractions suck!!! Last night as I laid and flipped channels I noticed a recurrence of "contractions" so decided to pay attention to the timing, and they were coming every 9 minutes for a good couple hours. Because they weren't intensifying with time nor painful along the way, I tried my best to keep from getting too excited. Although I did find it appropriate to alert our action plan, so that if a 3am phone call was necessary they'd be sure to answer the call and get on over to look after the boys. As anxious as I was, I really stayed focused and didn't call all the troops. I knew the chances of this going no where were high, and I didn't want to rile everyone and then be disappointed myself. As you can see with no news of a baby today, its a good thing I didn't activate the troops because I was right... they turned out to be just a nuisance.
I guess because I was so over expanded with Dylan and Riley I never really noticed all the early uterine activity. Even when I was having real labor contractions 5-6 minutes apart it wasn't anything to complain about. At the time I guess I and my uterus were so used to the constant tight uncomfortable feeling that I never really knew they were happening, unless I was plugged into the fetal monitor during my twice a week non-stress tests and the monitor was telling me.
Anyway- I had trouble sleeping last night with all the activity and thoughts running through my head, so I was just wiped today. But headed off to work anyway...Even this morning I was having regular contractions, so I was glad to have a Doctor appointment at 10:15 to get some more insight on what this all could mean. So the findings... Well I'm now 2 cm dilated, and my cervix is 80% softened. She also commented that his head is right there pushing on my cervix which could cause some cervical action over the next few days (more dilation, continued contractions, labor, etc). So she finished off the exam with the good ol "Roto-Rooter" technique(striped my membranes)- Yes OUCH! But this moment of discomfort is good as it can help moves things forward~ naturally. I was nice and crampy leaving her office, but since then the contractions have lessened? So I don't know what the heck is going on???!!! He's certianly got me confused!
As I left her office somewhat disappointed, I headed home for a much needed nap before heading back to work for a couple more hours. Trying to save that PTO for my leave. And as things are still up in the air with this kid- I've still got Monday March 17th to fall back on, which makes it a little easier to go on. If he only knew how anxious I, his daddy and big brothers are to see him... would he come a little sooner?
I guess because I was so over expanded with Dylan and Riley I never really noticed all the early uterine activity. Even when I was having real labor contractions 5-6 minutes apart it wasn't anything to complain about. At the time I guess I and my uterus were so used to the constant tight uncomfortable feeling that I never really knew they were happening, unless I was plugged into the fetal monitor during my twice a week non-stress tests and the monitor was telling me.
Anyway- I had trouble sleeping last night with all the activity and thoughts running through my head, so I was just wiped today. But headed off to work anyway...Even this morning I was having regular contractions, so I was glad to have a Doctor appointment at 10:15 to get some more insight on what this all could mean. So the findings... Well I'm now 2 cm dilated, and my cervix is 80% softened. She also commented that his head is right there pushing on my cervix which could cause some cervical action over the next few days (more dilation, continued contractions, labor, etc). So she finished off the exam with the good ol "Roto-Rooter" technique(striped my membranes)- Yes OUCH! But this moment of discomfort is good as it can help moves things forward~ naturally. I was nice and crampy leaving her office, but since then the contractions have lessened? So I don't know what the heck is going on???!!! He's certianly got me confused!
As I left her office somewhat disappointed, I headed home for a much needed nap before heading back to work for a couple more hours. Trying to save that PTO for my leave. And as things are still up in the air with this kid- I've still got Monday March 17th to fall back on, which makes it a little easier to go on. If he only knew how anxious I, his daddy and big brothers are to see him... would he come a little sooner?
March 10, 2008
Party Weekend
Its melting!! OMIGOSH the snow is actually melting today. The forecast calls for temps in the 30's for most of the week! That means 5 days of melting in a row! WoW what a wonderful feeling to step outside, feel the warm sun and take a deep breath without your nostrils freezing shut. Its been long coming, and I hope its here to stay.
Last night Brad commented on how with this kind of forecast the locals will become obivilous to the 5 feet of snow as you'll see them driving with their windows down, walking the streets without jackets and college students will be sporting shorts and flip flops. Sure enough, on my way home for lunch today, I saw neighbors outside with their jackets either unzipped or completely absent. I then pulled up along side a guy with his window down and the tunes cranked. Funny what a little sunshine will do to a person. But I guess after 5 months of freezing temps who can blame you for getting a little over excited about the 30 degree weather.
On Saturday we (Dad and kids) threw a surprise 50th birthday party for my MOM, back home in Erksine. She knew we were coming home to take her out for an early birthday dinner, because we didn't want to miss it in all the chaos of the baby coming just shortly before her March 30th. However she didn't know that we had dinner arrangements at the supper club and had invited other family and friends. There were about 40 guests that helped us surprise her and honor her big birthday. I was a little nervous about getting my mom there, because of a dumb 2" snowfall throughout the day she suggested we just go for a burger at the bar in town. Plus she wasn't feeling well from a migraine that made her sick that afternoon. I wasn't so sure we were going to be able to pull it off without spoiling the surprise, but she came a around and we were able to get her out the door just in time.
Oh but to start the weekend... I thought Dylan and Riley were going to blow it. (Keep in mind we told them little to nothing about this party, because I know they can't keep secrets at all!) As we sat at the supper table on Friday night, D & R are talking with grandma about her birthday and proceed to tell her that we got her balloons, cake and black flowers. ??? Where did they get this??? Thankfully I'm quick on my feet and was able to pull together a believeable story, that yeah we did bring some left over balloons and party hats from their birthday, along with cake mix and frosting to make her a cake on the weekend. And I turned the flower part into my idea of what we should decorate her cake with. Those little stinkers- they weren't even with me when I bought this stuff!! They must have discovered it at home, and or noticed it as we were packing the car. Thankfully 3 yrs still can't be accountable as the most reliable source of information and are known to get their wires crossed at times, so I was able to cover up their (100% accurate) tellings. But of course it couldn't just end there, as my mother continued to beat this birthday thing to death- couldn't she find something else to talk about??!!?!? After several attempts to change the subject I was finally successful and supper ended without any other info leaking out. A funny bit to mention from this discussion though, was when Riley asked Grandma how old she was going to be, and when she said 50 Riley replied "Ohhh, thats so long." :-)
To honor my mom at her party, I had put together a Timeline, highlighting some significant events through her first 50 yrs. Having not been around or able to recall much from the first 30 yrs I was lacking in that area, but felt it came together fairly well in the end. However the hightlight of the evening was the cute and comical poem "Ode to Michelle" that my dad wrote for her and read at the party. If you know my dad you know he's not one of many words, and isn't the sappy type at all, but this poem was just perfect. It was cute, humorous and totally his touch. Its rare to see this side of my dad, but so neat.
With all the events leading up this big party, I certainly over did myself, and was paying for it by the party's end. The 90 mile car ride to Erskine Friday, cleaning out my closet (and brothers) at my parents all day saturday, then decorating that afternoon, along with the party socializing really wipped me out. I was actually questioning if I was going into labor, because the pains and contractions were so intense and uncomfortable. But after we got back to my parents and I was able to stretch out and rest things started to settle down. Which at that moment was a good thing, because with the snowy weather and slippery roads, a speedy trip back to Fargo at 10pm would have been questionable. And I would not want to have this baby anywhere else. I think Fosston (nearest hospital to Erksine) has 1 delivery every other month? Eeeks!! But like I said the action calmmed and passed, but not without a good reminder to STOP- slow down and take it easy. I've got just this last week left, and no reason to push it. I need to conserve this energy and keep a healthy stress free environment for the little man too, so we can both deliver a peak performance come his birthday.
Last night Brad commented on how with this kind of forecast the locals will become obivilous to the 5 feet of snow as you'll see them driving with their windows down, walking the streets without jackets and college students will be sporting shorts and flip flops. Sure enough, on my way home for lunch today, I saw neighbors outside with their jackets either unzipped or completely absent. I then pulled up along side a guy with his window down and the tunes cranked. Funny what a little sunshine will do to a person. But I guess after 5 months of freezing temps who can blame you for getting a little over excited about the 30 degree weather.
On Saturday we (Dad and kids) threw a surprise 50th birthday party for my MOM, back home in Erksine. She knew we were coming home to take her out for an early birthday dinner, because we didn't want to miss it in all the chaos of the baby coming just shortly before her March 30th. However she didn't know that we had dinner arrangements at the supper club and had invited other family and friends. There were about 40 guests that helped us surprise her and honor her big birthday. I was a little nervous about getting my mom there, because of a dumb 2" snowfall throughout the day she suggested we just go for a burger at the bar in town. Plus she wasn't feeling well from a migraine that made her sick that afternoon. I wasn't so sure we were going to be able to pull it off without spoiling the surprise, but she came a around and we were able to get her out the door just in time.
Oh but to start the weekend... I thought Dylan and Riley were going to blow it. (Keep in mind we told them little to nothing about this party, because I know they can't keep secrets at all!) As we sat at the supper table on Friday night, D & R are talking with grandma about her birthday and proceed to tell her that we got her balloons, cake and black flowers. ??? Where did they get this??? Thankfully I'm quick on my feet and was able to pull together a believeable story, that yeah we did bring some left over balloons and party hats from their birthday, along with cake mix and frosting to make her a cake on the weekend. And I turned the flower part into my idea of what we should decorate her cake with. Those little stinkers- they weren't even with me when I bought this stuff!! They must have discovered it at home, and or noticed it as we were packing the car. Thankfully 3 yrs still can't be accountable as the most reliable source of information and are known to get their wires crossed at times, so I was able to cover up their (100% accurate) tellings. But of course it couldn't just end there, as my mother continued to beat this birthday thing to death- couldn't she find something else to talk about??!!?!? After several attempts to change the subject I was finally successful and supper ended without any other info leaking out. A funny bit to mention from this discussion though, was when Riley asked Grandma how old she was going to be, and when she said 50 Riley replied "Ohhh, thats so long." :-)
To honor my mom at her party, I had put together a Timeline, highlighting some significant events through her first 50 yrs. Having not been around or able to recall much from the first 30 yrs I was lacking in that area, but felt it came together fairly well in the end. However the hightlight of the evening was the cute and comical poem "Ode to Michelle" that my dad wrote for her and read at the party. If you know my dad you know he's not one of many words, and isn't the sappy type at all, but this poem was just perfect. It was cute, humorous and totally his touch. Its rare to see this side of my dad, but so neat.
With all the events leading up this big party, I certainly over did myself, and was paying for it by the party's end. The 90 mile car ride to Erskine Friday, cleaning out my closet (and brothers) at my parents all day saturday, then decorating that afternoon, along with the party socializing really wipped me out. I was actually questioning if I was going into labor, because the pains and contractions were so intense and uncomfortable. But after we got back to my parents and I was able to stretch out and rest things started to settle down. Which at that moment was a good thing, because with the snowy weather and slippery roads, a speedy trip back to Fargo at 10pm would have been questionable. And I would not want to have this baby anywhere else. I think Fosston (nearest hospital to Erksine) has 1 delivery every other month? Eeeks!! But like I said the action calmmed and passed, but not without a good reminder to STOP- slow down and take it easy. I've got just this last week left, and no reason to push it. I need to conserve this energy and keep a healthy stress free environment for the little man too, so we can both deliver a peak performance come his birthday.
March 07, 2008
10 days to go
As the countdown nears Dylan and Riley continue to ask... "Is the baby coming today Mommy?" and we respond with the generic statements like, in a couple weeks or pretty soon. You can start to see the look of frustration on their little faces as they have heard these responses now for the last several weeks, as any length of time to wait is extremely difficult for a 3 1/2 yr. So the other night we made count down charts, counting down the days until my induction. They took great pride in coloring these charts and maticulously placing the stickers. This morning read 10 days and now we can start counting on our hands :-)
I'm getting really excited and I know this last week will just fly by, because I've got a bunch of "things" to keep me busy. This weekend we are heading home to visit my parents and celebrate an early 50th for my mom (March 30th), then next Tuesday I have my last Doc appt followed by my monthly Mothers of Multiples meeting that evening so I'll be able sneak in one last night out of good conversation and fun. And if I want I can stay out as late as I'd like because I decided to take next Wednesday off to spend home alone in attempt to get some rest and relaxation. Then its just 2 more work days until the weekend- Friday will be my last day at work until JUNE 10th!! How sweet is that!
Hope you all have a great weekend.
I'm getting really excited and I know this last week will just fly by, because I've got a bunch of "things" to keep me busy. This weekend we are heading home to visit my parents and celebrate an early 50th for my mom (March 30th), then next Tuesday I have my last Doc appt followed by my monthly Mothers of Multiples meeting that evening so I'll be able sneak in one last night out of good conversation and fun. And if I want I can stay out as late as I'd like because I decided to take next Wednesday off to spend home alone in attempt to get some rest and relaxation. Then its just 2 more work days until the weekend- Friday will be my last day at work until JUNE 10th!! How sweet is that!
Hope you all have a great weekend.
March 05, 2008
People are strange
So the past week or so I've received many strange looks and/or comments from passersby and co-workers. It happens anywhere and everywhere. The elevator is a great place for strangers to comment on the size of my belly... "OH you must be ready to go any day now" or "Do you know what you are having?" Its those comments that then engage the entire elevator in conversation of my pregnancy as they size me up. And then as I exit that scene there's my co-workers that catch me as I step off the elevator "you're still here". I'd like to come up with a creative wise ass comeback to that really annoying statement, but I realize they are all on my side and cheering for this baby to come on out as much as I am, so instead I politely reply with the countdown number and go about my business.
I've even had young children stare at my belly... very innocent and curious, so I tell them there's a baby kicking me in there. As their eyes widen to amazement, they turn to their parent with question in search of an explanation. So with a smirk on my face I listen to how these parents uncomfortably answer the "Why" questions coming from their toddler and the interesting explanation they give for this phenomenon. One little girl had asked her mommy why she didn't have a baby in her tummy :-)
In addition I think I'm developing some paranoia as well... it feels like people are watching me. When I'm in the cafeteria I feel like everyone is eyeing me up. Either watching what I'm putting on my plate, criticizing my choice of fries over the broccoli, or they give a little snicker at the pregnant women checking out the dessert counter. But wait, it doesn't end there... Even as I walk to my seat eyes are following me?! Is it to see how I'll fit in a booth and manage to eat my soup without slobbing down my shirt? To prevent that humiliation I'm tempted to rest my bowl on the baby bump like I do at home, but that just wouldn't be very lady like and probably get more of a reaction, so I very carefully hold my breath and lean in as far as I physically can. So far no big cafeteria disasters, and thanks to Days of Our Lives I can block out the "starers" and keep entertained during lunch.
I've even had young children stare at my belly... very innocent and curious, so I tell them there's a baby kicking me in there. As their eyes widen to amazement, they turn to their parent with question in search of an explanation. So with a smirk on my face I listen to how these parents uncomfortably answer the "Why" questions coming from their toddler and the interesting explanation they give for this phenomenon. One little girl had asked her mommy why she didn't have a baby in her tummy :-)
In addition I think I'm developing some paranoia as well... it feels like people are watching me. When I'm in the cafeteria I feel like everyone is eyeing me up. Either watching what I'm putting on my plate, criticizing my choice of fries over the broccoli, or they give a little snicker at the pregnant women checking out the dessert counter. But wait, it doesn't end there... Even as I walk to my seat eyes are following me?! Is it to see how I'll fit in a booth and manage to eat my soup without slobbing down my shirt? To prevent that humiliation I'm tempted to rest my bowl on the baby bump like I do at home, but that just wouldn't be very lady like and probably get more of a reaction, so I very carefully hold my breath and lean in as far as I physically can. So far no big cafeteria disasters, and thanks to Days of Our Lives I can block out the "starers" and keep entertained during lunch.
March 04, 2008
Weekend Review...
No Baby yet... I'm sure some of you were wondering since I haven't posted a blog in awhile. Just been busy chasing after the other 2. As you can see in the above pictures they were swimming this past weekend. LOVED every minute of it!! This was the first time they braved the "big pool" with just their water wings and didn't need to cling onto the wall or a person. They were actually swimming by themselves and thought it was the coolest thing ever. Which it was, for all of us. Just a month ago when we had them swimming they would let go for less than a minute, before reaching out for security. So to see them kicking around and floating on their backs by themselves was quite the milestone. Last summer they used the water wings and other floaties a bit but preferred to be touching ground, so this summer will be interesting at the lake.
Of course they had to take a snack break here and there, so that's when I was able to get the great muscle shots! Riley was the tough guy, and Dylan was his charming self for the photo shoot. Overall we had a good weekend with Nana and Papa staying at our house, and Mommy got some relief from cooking and cleaning as Nana took charge (I only wish her son would have picked up some of those cleaning habits during his 18 yrs of life at home).
Today was another Doctor's appointment... Sadly there's little report as I've only progressed from a small 1 cm to 1.5 cm dilated. I've gained a grotesque amount of weight this last week on top of it. On the positve note, I'm certain he's dropping more and more, because walking and sitting are getting more "awkward". Since last Friday I've been more and more uncomfortable throughout the days and nights. I felt like a wimp complaining to my Doc today, but she reassured me it was normal to have more discomfort the second time around. Especially since I was stretched beyond normal with a full term (39 wk) twin pregnancy the first time. She commented that just because I had twins this shouldn't be any easier, and isn't surprised that I would be a little more uncomfortable at this stage in the game. I guess my stomach muscles aren't as tight as they once were, plus he's got the house to himself to kick and punch so the movements are stronger and more intense then with the twins, and to top it all off having 2 toddlers at home doesn't really allow for the rest and relaxation I got the first time around either. Oh yeah, and I'm still working full-time.
Its offically in the books... I'm scheduled to go in for an induction Monday March 17th... Unless he decides to come before than? Lucky kid... he could be a St.Patrick's day baby. It may not mean much during the early years, but having your birthday on St.Patty's day as an adult could be quite fun. Auntie Denice and I will have to break him in with the 2029 St.Patty's day run ;-)
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