No…I am not on my way to the hospital. But after 4 weeks of hearing that “NOTHING” is happening by way of cervix…..we have had some action since Friday. Literally, Friday, I thought it was it. I had so many people praying for that day because it was the last day my doctor was on the schedule until 11/11….jerk…totally went on vacation during MY DUE DATE WEEK! I see where his loyalty lies. I had tons of cramping, contracting, “pressure” for almost a full day. I called to see if they could work me in and check me. The Dr. I saw was really cool and thorough. He told Ryan and I that my cervix was absolute “mush”…so on the one side of the cervix, things were progressing nicely. On Chloe’s side…nothing was happening! What a stinker she is being. Needless to say, we were encouraged things were finally happening…but sad that my hopes of having Dr. Baker were gone. All weekend I was having more “practice” contractions…..so so so so so lame to practice contracting….TONS of cramping…like the worse period that won’t end and, of course, my favorite term, PRESSURE! Having a baby slammed down into your pelvis on top of your bladder constitutes a word a little stronger than pressure…but you get the point. I have flown through some toilet paper in the last few weeks. Literally, I can pee every 5 minutes with the same urgency. It is ridiculous!
So today was my next exam. I got to meet with Dr. Phemister, who everyone raves about! He is my second choice next to Dr. Baker. Okay, he is a total riot. I don’t know if you should laugh that much while receiving a vaggie exam…but Ryan and I had a good time with him. I told him I was game for anything to get the ball rolling. Truly, I told him if he thought plucking my nose hairs would work..I was on it! We got more good news…I am finally dilated….just one centimeter…however, she is lower in my pelvis too, a -2 station. I know some of you will gasp at my next sentence if you are 100% natural…but I ain’t! Once he was in the cervix I told him to do his thing, so he “stirred it up” or stripped the membrane. Let me just tell you, I about came off the table. My pits started sweating like crazy and I just grabbed the sides of the table and looked at Ryan with doe eyes pleading for him to help me! YIKES! That is NOT for the faint of heart. The kicker will be if nothing really comes of it. At least Dr. Phemister and I got to bond right?
So we wait and see, wait and see and hope that today, tomorrow…good Lord…soon….she comes. The Dr. was very optimistic about me going soon, he told me to make an appt. for next week, but said I probably won’t need it. Only God knows, so send up a prayer for us. We are so ready…literally…we got our ducks in a row over the last few days with the house, our business, and miscellaneous things that we have been putting off. Keep posted, Ryan will be updating my blog from the hospital and putting pictures on.
Archive for October, 2006
Houston, we have lift-off
Published by October 31st, 2006 in Adventures in Pregnancy and Uncategorized. 16 CommentsIt dawned on me a few days ago that I didn’t have one single picture of Ryan and I together with the infamous belly! I have a ton of “belly shots” documenting this pregnancy…but none showing the proud owner of the other half of Chloe.
On Saturday we decided to do a photo shoot trade out with our friends Tim, Candace and cutie petutie Conner. We actually went down to this old confederate cemetery downtown. Sounds creepy, but it is so beautiful there…minus the ghetto confederate flags on certain tombstones. Oh the South….they just don’t want to admit us “Yanks” won. I love me some country folk, but I don’t get the whole rebel flag phenomenon down here.
Anyway…these are some of the shots from the day. Most of them were just goofing around pictures because it was INSANELY windy making a good hair day impossible. Ryan and I look like we have weird comb-overs in so many of the shots…I will spare you those. Candace did a great job despite her fear of “screwing things up”. Thanks Can!
Here is the money shot…the killer close-up!
This is one way to get the baby out…put your 6′6″ husband on your back.
My eyes look a little flittery here…but it is a cute pic!
This is Ryan’s sex kitten pose on top of a stump. It is creepy and funny all at once. We just need a little 80’s White Snake music playing and a hood of a Camaro and we will be all set!
We are so “Mod” looking in this one.
I wanted to show a couple of Tim, Candace and Conner. Such a cute family..we had so much fun and I can’t wait till next fall when Chloe will be on the other side of my belly for fall shots!
My friend and former roommate, Kristie, a.k.a. “Kricket” came over last night to catch up on life, love and babies. She had asked several months ago if she could paint my belly once it got nice and round for a fun memory. Sure…why not? What else is it good for at this point? So we busted the acrylics out last night and found some pictures on line and this is what she came up with.
Sort of an Indian art flower. I didn’t have a wide variety of paint colors on hand, so she had to be creative with a limited pallet. I thought it came out really well.
This is my 38.5 week side, belly shot for all you curious girls out there. I look pretty small in this picture, but much bigger in person.
As you can see, my belly has finally taken the plunge downward into the teardrop shape…no more high basketball. Can we say major pelvis and leg pressure! Get out of my belly, Chloe! I want to meet you.
This shot makes me laugh because the angle is SO crazy it looks like I have quadruplets in my belly. Ryan shot up from the floor.
This is me squeezing Chloe and my belly. The paint was starting to crack all over and my belly started itching!
It was really fun and a little unique memory for Chloe’s baby book. An hour of sitting still only to wash the paint down the shower drain….sigh.
So Halloween is right around the corner. MOOOOOOHHHHAAAHHHHHAAA.
Actually I could care less at this point in my life. I had originally romanticized the whole notion of being a home owner and now getting the opportunity to pass out candy to cute trick or treaters. What’s ruined it for me are the kids in my neighborhood, in particular, our street. I have mentioned before that our street tends to be a little “peppery”. There are some cute houses that people have taken the time to fix up as well as some serious trashy homes. It frustrates me to no end, taking care of your house is a choice. You don’t have to have a lot of money to cut your grass, keep trash off your lawn (why is it there in the first place?) and to keep random objects off your lawn (toys, bikes, equipment, garden gaudy crap) Call me a snob, but I really have a hard time with people just letting their houses run down, especially when I see them sitting on their porches for hours on end. Make hay while the sun shines people!
Anyway, back to Halloween. Have candy prices gotten outrageous? I can’t believe how much a bag of candy is if you want to get anything decent. You could seriously blow $30-$50. That is an investment. With Ryan and I now on one income our expendable income is about null and void, so every penny counts. Now, who doesn’t think it is worth it when an adorable 3 year old rings your doorbell and says “Twick or tweet!” Sure, have a candy bar…have two you sweet, adorable little monster. I love children that are polite, sweet, have the excited energy around them that they got to dress up and get candy. What I can’t stand is when a 15 year old rolls up with no costume on, a huge pillow case and has a crappy attitude like you owe them. I don’t understand why they don’t stick to the rules of age limits and the times you are allowed to trick or treat. Teenagers in 8th grade and above should not be trick or treating. You are also suppose to do it between 6:00-8:00 in our town and from what I hear it starts as early as 4:30 and people still get knocks until past 9:00. WHAT!?!?!?!?!? That is ridiculous. The kids in our neighborhood are loud, obnoxious, constantly run across our lawn, throw trash in our bushes and grass (including an open can of salmon!) They have set their fast food cups on the hood of our car a couple times, play basketball in the street right next to our vehicles…totally and utterly disrespectful. Am I wrong that I have no intention of passing out candy next Tuesday because of this? We will have our lights off and will skee-dattle off somewhere and kill a few hours. I don’t want to hear my doorbell ring or my front door being pounded by ungrateful, disrespectful kids. The sad thing is, I am sure there will be some really cute, little kids that will come by who I would love to give candy to, but how to you pick and choose? You can’t. It is just the nature of this neighborhood and in a few years, hopefully, we will be able to upgrade a little bit. So give me your opinions, what would you do?
Somebody is getting 28 spankings today…
Published by October 21st, 2006 in My sweetie Ryan. 6 CommentsAnd his name is Ryan. So my younger, stud of a husband has gotten closer to the big 3-0 as we celebrate his 28th birthday today.
This is one of my favorite pics from our honeymoon. It inspires me to bust into some Debbie Gibson, “I get lost, in your eyes….” Anyway, I won’t go there.
Instead I will write down some of my favorite things about my best buddy.
1-There isn’t a radio station I turn on that we can’t sit and sing goofy harmonies to, I love our sing-a-longs.
2-He always has the BEST attitude about helping me around the house, even mundane tasks.
3-He calls me “babe” and I love that, even when I am skanky in the mornings.
4-He listens to all my stories that I tell him and boy can I talk with a lot of detail. Thanks for being a patient listener Ry!
5-He has a great sense of style, I never wonder when we leave the house if I am going to have to re-dress him. Now some outfits get a tight rotation (camo shorts, royal blue t-shirt with his Rainbow flops—that’s for you Candace!)
6-He is ubber smart and talented with the computer and in photography….I have a designer crush on him.
7-He has killer legs! Hopefully, Chloe will get a shorter version of his shapely legs and not my stumps.
8-He is incredibly steadfast in his personality, temperament and view of God. He keeps me leveled out as I tend to be more emotional (shocker, I know!)
9-The look he gets when he talks about being a father and how he feels about Chloe about melts my heart. I can’t wait to see him as a daddy
10-Nobody in this world makes me laugh harder or more often than Ryan. He is the ying to my yang of humor. We can laugh at drying paint. My world stays in constant color when he is with me.
I love you honey! Thanks for being the best friend, husband and help-mate anyone could ask for! You are going to be the most amazing father and I thank God for blessing me as richly and deeply as he has with the love you give me. You are my greatest treasure.
Now I know everyone feels awkward commenting on these kinds of posts, especially if you don’t know Ryan and I in person. Don’t sweat it….this is all for him and me. (and maybe Alex, who feels just as strongly about Ryan 
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