Our Hospital Stay Begins
We arrive and get settled and start the medication.
These two entries start off identically because they were takes 2 & 3 but they both end up delightfully interesting in such different ways.
Monday, November 5, 2007
The Baby Comes - Vlog 1
The Afternoon Before
The doctor advised us that we should induce labor because Erica's blood pressure was a little high. It had been that way for a couple of weeks and nothing was changing so it was decided that it was better for everyone to make it happen tonight.
So we had the day to sit around and think about that. We went about our normal routine as best that we could. Only our emotions vacillated from excited to nervous and back again. - Mark
Tonight's The Night
So, it’s Monday evening, Ginger is resting against me on the couch, "King Of The Hill" is on TV and I’m going to have a baby tomorrow morning! YIKES!!!! How crazy is that?!
We went to the Doc this morning and he doesn’t want to wait any longer (neither do I). But now that the decision has been made – it feels so final.
There’s something so strange about choosing your ‘last meal.’ I’ve been told not to eat after 2p and to go out for a “nice lunch.” So, off we went to Famous Dave’s. A little BBQ before birth has got to good, right? That was the choice because not only do I love it, we figured it would stick with me the longest.
So, tomorrow at this time, it’ll all be over. All the anticipation, reading and worrying will be a thing of the past. Unless of course, it’s a miserable labor then I guess I could still be at it. Please keep your fingers crossed for being all done by this time tomorrow night. Please.
I feel mostly calm about the whole thing. But I get hit with moments of wanting to cry. I’m not sure what I’m crying about. I’m excited about making this step and I’m pretty sure we’re ready for it. This is silly, but I get sad for Ginger. I know she knows something is up and I think she knows it’s not going to be a good thing. So I’m sad for her – which made Mark chuckle a bit and lovingly reassure me that she’ll be okay.
I’m also sad at losing the life we have now. Not the freedom part, but our cozy little threesome. We have our threesome and our routine and we’ve been really happy. I guess that’s leaving me a little sad. We take our morning walks, Ging hops up on the bed while we’re waking up and the three of us like to pile on the couch for ‘family time’ and TV watching. The logical part of me knows that it will really be the same… We’ll just have an extra - the more the merrier, right?
So, it’s 5:30p. We call the hospital in an hour and will be checked in shortly after that. I guess I’ll go finish my bag o’ goodies and take my last fairly normal shower; take my last sip of water and give Ging a final goodbye hug and kiss…. From here on out, it’s the new frontier…
We went to the Doc this morning and he doesn’t want to wait any longer (neither do I). But now that the decision has been made – it feels so final.
There’s something so strange about choosing your ‘last meal.’ I’ve been told not to eat after 2p and to go out for a “nice lunch.” So, off we went to Famous Dave’s. A little BBQ before birth has got to good, right? That was the choice because not only do I love it, we figured it would stick with me the longest.
So, tomorrow at this time, it’ll all be over. All the anticipation, reading and worrying will be a thing of the past. Unless of course, it’s a miserable labor then I guess I could still be at it. Please keep your fingers crossed for being all done by this time tomorrow night. Please.
I feel mostly calm about the whole thing. But I get hit with moments of wanting to cry. I’m not sure what I’m crying about. I’m excited about making this step and I’m pretty sure we’re ready for it. This is silly, but I get sad for Ginger. I know she knows something is up and I think she knows it’s not going to be a good thing. So I’m sad for her – which made Mark chuckle a bit and lovingly reassure me that she’ll be okay.
I’m also sad at losing the life we have now. Not the freedom part, but our cozy little threesome. We have our threesome and our routine and we’ve been really happy. I guess that’s leaving me a little sad. We take our morning walks, Ging hops up on the bed while we’re waking up and the three of us like to pile on the couch for ‘family time’ and TV watching. The logical part of me knows that it will really be the same… We’ll just have an extra - the more the merrier, right?
So, it’s 5:30p. We call the hospital in an hour and will be checked in shortly after that. I guess I’ll go finish my bag o’ goodies and take my last fairly normal shower; take my last sip of water and give Ging a final goodbye hug and kiss…. From here on out, it’s the new frontier…
Sunday, November 4, 2007
OVERDUE
Well, we’ve passed our due date and I’m still pregnant. I know, I know it’s normal. But that doesn’t make it any more fun. I’ve read that only 20% of babies arrive on time, but I was really hoping to be one of the rare few who deliver on time. Alas…On the other hand, I’m also told to be careful what I wish for and that I should really be enjoying this time. So that’s what I’m trying to do. My in-laws are in town and so far are doing a great job not letting me do anything while they cook us great meals. That’s not a bad gig, huh?
We’re back to the doc on Monday morning so hopefully we’ll have more info then.
In the meantime, we wait…
But I have had a few other thoughts while I wait that actually have nothing to do with babies – weird huh?
1) The Elvis Lives museum is closing. The owner is selling it and has long maintained that The King is still alive and in the witness protection program. I got to thinking, I hope so. I hope The King is still alive. Just think what a treat it would be to sit back and see your name on top of all the Dead Celebrity lists and be reminded of all you’ve accomplished and the joy you’ve brought to people. I hope that he is here to see it – not necessarily while hanging out at a convenience store though… as is usually the location of the sightings.
2) Ginger caught scent of something while out on the Jordan River Parkway yesterday which, as you know if you’ve read this blog, is NEVER a good thing. At any rate, the next time we saw her, she had no collar. So, not sure if you’re ever at the Parkway, but if you are… it’s a pretty red, Hawaiian flower collar with a very scraped-up tag saying ‘Ginger.’3) I’ve decided to always try the ‘Seasonal Special’ at restaurants. Whether it be a fancy dessert, beverage or anything really. I’ve decided that provided there are no raisins, I’m going to try it. So far, I’ve found I’ve been very happy with my decision.
4) If dogs are so eager to lick – EVERYTHING, why can’t they lick up the hair that they shed?
5) It’s hard to hide your enthusiasm for chocolate when your in-laws ar
e in town. Don’t get me wrong, they’d never say anything and mostly we’d just laugh about my daily need for a little dose of the dark stuff. But, I still hate looking utterly pathetic. So, the stash is hidden as are all the wrappers!See, I’ve had a few non-baby thoughts. Though most of my spare time is spent thinking about how my life will be a month from now, wondering how the whole labor-thing will be, trying to finally decide what to name the little gal, hoping Ginger will be a good big-sister, wondering when I’ll have time to read a non baby-rearing book again, anticipating when I won’t have to make bathroom trips every 45 minutes, looking forward to watching Mark as a Daddy….
It’s such a strange time; having prepared for nine months, feeling mostly ready and then just waiting for something THIS big to happen. Everything feels normal now but I know better.
It’s amazing I’ve had any coherent thoughts at all.
Keep checking – we’ll post pictures as soon as we have them which will be, hopefully, soon!
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Baby Update
Well, here I sit.
Today’s blog entry HAS to be all about the baby since we’re 2 days away. What do you do when you’re 2 days away? I hope you’ve checked out Mark’s Daddy blog – he talks about the calm before the storm. He’s right. Have you seen Jaws? You know those moments before the shark appears where the men are sitting around yapping. They seem relaxed but there’s something in the air… they KNOW that something big is about to happen… soon. That’s where we are. We try to act like everything is status quo but we know better. I’m not really sure what to expect.
Here we are…
Waiting…
Mark’s folks are rolling into town Thursday. I hope the baby shows up mostly on time (which would be Friday). Otherwise, I’m worried it’ll be his folks and me sitting around looking at each other… waiting.
Wouldn’t it be nice if it could always be a set date? Like it is with a scheduled C-section… The worst part is I could still be over a week away. Yikes! I don’t think baby and I can hang on that long. She’s not comfortable in there anymore and I want my body back. This sharing thing is no longer mutually beneficial.
So here’s the update: Everything at the doc’s still checks out and nothing has changed. The one thing he is concerned about is my blood pressure, which has crept up a little bit. I go back in on Friday. I’ve been told to take is easy this week. Which, let’s face it, is fairly easy to do for an unemployed gal 9 months pregnant. I suppose if my blood pressure continues to go up they could take the baby this weekend. But, the doc is hoping to buy me a little bit of time. So, I’m just taking it easy.
I went to the dermatologist today. The nurse came in and was going over my info and said “So, you’re taking pre-natal vitamins?”
“Yeah”
“Are you trying to get pregnant now?”
WHAT? Surely I at least look a LITTLE bit pregnant, right? I mean, I have this belly. I looked at her blankly and said “Well, I’m due any minute now.”
And then we stared at each other; both in disbelief of the other. Not sure what that was all about.
So, thank you to those of you who have asked me how the pregnancy is going. I’m feeling all sorts of emotions… tonight I’m mostly worried. Worried… hopeful that everything will turn out okay. Perhaps her movement right now is a sign that everything will be fine?
Today’s blog entry HAS to be all about the baby since we’re 2 days away. What do you do when you’re 2 days away? I hope you’ve checked out Mark’s Daddy blog – he talks about the calm before the storm. He’s right. Have you seen Jaws? You know those moments before the shark appears where the men are sitting around yapping. They seem relaxed but there’s something in the air… they KNOW that something big is about to happen… soon. That’s where we are. We try to act like everything is status quo but we know better. I’m not really sure what to expect.
Here we are…
Waiting…
Mark’s folks are rolling into town Thursday. I hope the baby shows up mostly on time (which would be Friday). Otherwise, I’m worried it’ll be his folks and me sitting around looking at each other… waiting.
Wouldn’t it be nice if it could always be a set date? Like it is with a scheduled C-section… The worst part is I could still be over a week away. Yikes! I don’t think baby and I can hang on that long. She’s not comfortable in there anymore and I want my body back. This sharing thing is no longer mutually beneficial.
So here’s the update: Everything at the doc’s still checks out and nothing has changed. The one thing he is concerned about is my blood pressure, which has crept up a little bit. I go back in on Friday. I’ve been told to take is easy this week. Which, let’s face it, is fairly easy to do for an unemployed gal 9 months pregnant. I suppose if my blood pressure continues to go up they could take the baby this weekend. But, the doc is hoping to buy me a little bit of time. So, I’m just taking it easy.
I went to the dermatologist today. The nurse came in and was going over my info and said “So, you’re taking pre-natal vitamins?”
“Yeah”
“Are you trying to get pregnant now?”
WHAT? Surely I at least look a LITTLE bit pregnant, right? I mean, I have this belly. I looked at her blankly and said “Well, I’m due any minute now.”
And then we stared at each other; both in disbelief of the other. Not sure what that was all about.
So, thank you to those of you who have asked me how the pregnancy is going. I’m feeling all sorts of emotions… tonight I’m mostly worried. Worried… hopeful that everything will turn out okay. Perhaps her movement right now is a sign that everything will be fine?
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