30 weeks...
I've made it to week 30. There were times through this past week or so where I wasn't sure I would...UGH! **insert mild melodrama** LOL
Pain Pain Go Away...
Last Saturday I didn't feel right. Actually I'll rephrase that. Last Saturday I felt 'wrong'. Just plain old wrong. I'd been having pains across the bottom of my tummy all day, feeling really lethargic & then the rest of my body decided to join in. Mark was at work all day & I think I spoke to him at least 3 times to give him updates of my physical decline. By the time he got home I was lightheaded, in pain & feeling pretty fragile after not really feeling the baby since that morning.
He fed & bathed Julian, got our big boys organised & piled us all in the car before we headed into Maternity at the Wesley. Once there I was taken straight to labour ward & put on the machine that monitors baby's heartbeat & movements. Was soooo good to hear the bubba's heartbeat sounding like an old steam train. What a relief!
After the midwife contacted my OB she suggested, after he suggested that I stay in overnight. Ugh....that's the last thing I wanted to do, so I stayed on that monitor for as long as the midwife said I had to, then elected to go home.
The monitoring found that the baby was quite content & that perhaps I was coming down with some kind of virus. Some kind of virus alright...I ended up with Tonsilitis. 24 hours later I seriously felt like someone had inserted razors in my throat, drained me of all my blood & zapped me of any strength & energy I may have had left. Antibiotics for me!!!
By the time I saw my OB again I was still struggling big time with just functioning, sleeping & keeping it all together. His advice for me was to keep resting, keep taking the antibiotics, keep delegating jobs, keep the fluids up & keep riding it out. I was hoping for something a little more useful...like, here, take this magic tablet, go home to bed & when you wake up you will be 100% fighting fit & healthy! No such luck!
He has decided because I have been so ill that he wants me to record down the babies movements from waking up in the morning to 5pm. If I don't feel 10 movements/kicks he wants me to have a sweet cold drink & lay down, if the baby doesn't start kicking me, its back into the Wesley for more monitoring. Oh Joy!
Lucky duck...
I dragged myself out of bed under my own physical protest every day this week. Lucky for me, Markie Mark has taken care of EVERYTHING every morning. Getting big boys up, organised, fed, lunches & taken to school. He has made Julian's food for the day & put it in the fridge for me & picked things up on the way home from work that we may (& sometimes may not) need.
He really is a fabulous husband...& I really don't tell him that enough!
Mum has been a gem & either she or dad have picked Jake & Riley up from school most days this week...what a Godsend!
Proud Mamma :D
I have 2 of THE BEST big boys! Jake & Riley....they could melt my heart at times. I would not be getting through this pregnancy without them. They are fabulous. Doing jobs for me, helping me with Julian & even giving me a massage. I'm feeling the love & I'm one proud Mummy!
Full of drugs...
After a week of being on antibiotics, I have to say that I'm feeling ever so slightly better. My head s still quite light/dizzy, my cough is driving me nuts & I swear I have cracked a couple of ribs with the constant barking at the world. I can however, swallow normally now...its a step in the right direction. I have gone through a whole pack of 24 panadiene as well as normal paracetamol...I would have killed for some Mersyndol over this past week....damn pregnancy rules!
The Ford...
More issues with my Territory. Was all good for a couple of days, but then we started to hear a distinctive 'klonk' as we went around corners....so back to Ford we go. Actually back to Ford Mark went & there he sat for 4.5 hours only to be told, sorry mate, we can't find the problem, can you bring it back another day???? WTF?
Long story short, went back in on Friday, they found the problem & fixed it...again, no out of pocket for us! Woot!
The Sisterhood...
My little sister is NOT coming home. She will NOT be here when she has her baby. I am gutted!!! That's all I can say about that!
Just a feeling???
I'm counting kicks. I'm getting myself all ready. I'm getting my house totally organised. I've just about got my hospital bag all packed. About to pack the baby's hospital bag. Everything is washed. Bassinett is all set up in our room.
I just have a feeling...
Technically I have 8 weeks & 5 days until I am booked in to be on the slab for the babe to come out through the sunroof....but I just don't feel it's going to be that long. Is it just a feeling? I'm not sure...but it's pretty strong.
I guess time will tell....
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
10th March 2011
28 weeks + 4 days...
Appointments...
I've seen my Endocrinologist & Obstetrician since my last blog entry.
Endo - He's super duper happy with me & my efforts. Says I am going well. He did increase my daytime before meals insulin & then praise me on my readings (which I didn't think were that great) & then basically talked to me about babies, families, kids names, birthdays etc etc...
He's such a nice man, really good at what he does with a caring nurturing nature.
I don't mind paying the big bucks when I have a specialist who really cares.
OB - Ross also is super happy with my progress. My blood pressure was good (90/60), my fluid retention had decreased a bit & my headaches have eased. He has suggested I go for a specific 15/20 minute walk every day just to help my system keep working as it should, but not to over do it. I see him again in another week, on fortnightly visits now for a little bit then its onto weekly.
He's such a jovial kinda guy. Likes to throw a good (what he thinks is good) joke in every now & then to keep us all smiling. Gotta love that!
The bubba...
Whilst at my appointment Ross spent a fair bit of time doing a measuring scan of sorts & came to the conclusion that the baby was measuring about a week behind my dates which is better than measuring ahead considering I have Gestational Diabetes. Let's hope this little munchkin can keep it up...with the added help of the injected insulin of course.
Julian was 9lbs....he still looked tiny to me but a little smaller might be nicer toward to end to carry...LOL
The Sisterhood...
Melissa, Brendan & their baking baby have returned to Sydney & it looks as though that might be where they are going to stay. Absolutly guts me to say that because I haven't wanted to admit that it might happen. I have been so looking forward to them moving here so that she is here for the birth of our baby & all her family around her for the birth of her own. Being so far away is going to be gut wrenching in those final weeks of her pregnancy & into the birth & beyond.
It's so hard to be supportive of a decision you don't want someone to make. I'd like some one to explain to me why it ALL can't be about what I want...totally sux man! I am totally bummed!!!
Things are changing...
My rock/dirt/mud/weeds driveway is FINALLY coming to an end. My car now fits in our garage after Mark got in & sorted things out. Its been a storage shed basically since we built this house & I've never had the pleasure of parking in my own garage. I feel like the house has got bigger & its awesome...I'm loving it. Still a fair bit out there to organise (AKA throw out) but one step at a time.
Mark has organised with our BIL Gary to get the driveway poured. Not only will I be parking in the garage but I will also have a smooth mudless drive INTO the garage. It's all happening...I am so excited!!! Funny how something so simple can make such an amazing difference.
Getting stuck...
Last Sunday we went to Broadbeach. Jake had a 7am beach training session with Karate. It was a 5am start to the day for us all, but he had a great time so it makes it all worth it.
We took Riley & Julian down onto the beach to play & of course I took my Nikon to try & get some good beach photo's. (love beach pics, they are my fav)
Julian was playing in the sand, looking oh so cute, but to get the shot of him I wanted I had to get down lower...so you guessed it, I squatted!!!
Holy snappin' duck shit!!! BIG mistake. Click click click....oooh got a few of the same shot so I can choose the best one....woot...happy Megan! Now to get up!
Aaaaaand heave! ...... nothing! Heeaaaave..... still nothing! Ah...Riley...can you come & help Mummy up? After he had a chuckle (little poop) he tried with all his mite to help me up with no sucess. I stayed in that squatting position until a giggling Mark came over to me, braced himself in the sand & pulled me up! So not funny (at the time!)
Damn sciatic nerve had pinched & it left me with NO strength in my right leg to even try & get myself back up. Talk about a beached whale!!!
Oh the freakin' joys!!!!
Getting ready...
I think I'm ready! I mean...I think I have everything ready. Apart from buying nappies I have everything I need purchased, washed & put away waiting for our new arrival. I have even started getting things together for my hospital bag. Pays to be organised...right???
Heading out tomorrow to hopefully pick up some new pj's...then I can wash & pack them too!
Countdown...
This time in 10 weeks I'll counting down mere hours till the big event.
BRING IT ON!!!
Appointments...
I've seen my Endocrinologist & Obstetrician since my last blog entry.
Endo - He's super duper happy with me & my efforts. Says I am going well. He did increase my daytime before meals insulin & then praise me on my readings (which I didn't think were that great) & then basically talked to me about babies, families, kids names, birthdays etc etc...
He's such a nice man, really good at what he does with a caring nurturing nature.
I don't mind paying the big bucks when I have a specialist who really cares.
OB - Ross also is super happy with my progress. My blood pressure was good (90/60), my fluid retention had decreased a bit & my headaches have eased. He has suggested I go for a specific 15/20 minute walk every day just to help my system keep working as it should, but not to over do it. I see him again in another week, on fortnightly visits now for a little bit then its onto weekly.
He's such a jovial kinda guy. Likes to throw a good (what he thinks is good) joke in every now & then to keep us all smiling. Gotta love that!
The bubba...
Whilst at my appointment Ross spent a fair bit of time doing a measuring scan of sorts & came to the conclusion that the baby was measuring about a week behind my dates which is better than measuring ahead considering I have Gestational Diabetes. Let's hope this little munchkin can keep it up...with the added help of the injected insulin of course.
Julian was 9lbs....he still looked tiny to me but a little smaller might be nicer toward to end to carry...LOL
The Sisterhood...
Melissa, Brendan & their baking baby have returned to Sydney & it looks as though that might be where they are going to stay. Absolutly guts me to say that because I haven't wanted to admit that it might happen. I have been so looking forward to them moving here so that she is here for the birth of our baby & all her family around her for the birth of her own. Being so far away is going to be gut wrenching in those final weeks of her pregnancy & into the birth & beyond.
It's so hard to be supportive of a decision you don't want someone to make. I'd like some one to explain to me why it ALL can't be about what I want...totally sux man! I am totally bummed!!!
Things are changing...
My rock/dirt/mud/weeds driveway is FINALLY coming to an end. My car now fits in our garage after Mark got in & sorted things out. Its been a storage shed basically since we built this house & I've never had the pleasure of parking in my own garage. I feel like the house has got bigger & its awesome...I'm loving it. Still a fair bit out there to organise (AKA throw out) but one step at a time.
Mark has organised with our BIL Gary to get the driveway poured. Not only will I be parking in the garage but I will also have a smooth mudless drive INTO the garage. It's all happening...I am so excited!!! Funny how something so simple can make such an amazing difference.
Getting stuck...
Last Sunday we went to Broadbeach. Jake had a 7am beach training session with Karate. It was a 5am start to the day for us all, but he had a great time so it makes it all worth it.
We took Riley & Julian down onto the beach to play & of course I took my Nikon to try & get some good beach photo's. (love beach pics, they are my fav)
Julian was playing in the sand, looking oh so cute, but to get the shot of him I wanted I had to get down lower...so you guessed it, I squatted!!!
Holy snappin' duck shit!!! BIG mistake. Click click click....oooh got a few of the same shot so I can choose the best one....woot...happy Megan! Now to get up!
Aaaaaand heave! ...... nothing! Heeaaaave..... still nothing! Ah...Riley...can you come & help Mummy up? After he had a chuckle (little poop) he tried with all his mite to help me up with no sucess. I stayed in that squatting position until a giggling Mark came over to me, braced himself in the sand & pulled me up! So not funny (at the time!)
Damn sciatic nerve had pinched & it left me with NO strength in my right leg to even try & get myself back up. Talk about a beached whale!!!
Oh the freakin' joys!!!!
Getting ready...
I think I'm ready! I mean...I think I have everything ready. Apart from buying nappies I have everything I need purchased, washed & put away waiting for our new arrival. I have even started getting things together for my hospital bag. Pays to be organised...right???
Heading out tomorrow to hopefully pick up some new pj's...then I can wash & pack them too!
Countdown...
This time in 10 weeks I'll counting down mere hours till the big event.
BRING IT ON!!!
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