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| Naturally, four hours after I wrote my last post, my water broke, and 28 "wonderful" hours and a C-section later, Parker Logan was born at 8 lbs 3 oz and 21 inches long. All I can say is I am SO glad I got the epidural early. I was able to sleep through most of my labor, which was nice. That gave me some energy to push when the time came, not that it helped cos I was so drugged up I was throwing up more than I was pushing. Lol,...
It's hard to believe it will be two weeks tomorrow. I have lost all of my pregnancy weight - YAY! But I also put on quite a few pounds before I got pregnant, so that's the goal now - to get back to my pre-marriage weight of 110lbs. Because of the c-section, however, I cannot exercise for another 4-6 weeks (not that I would anyway, even if I could, lol, so who am I kidding?) but I'm hoping that most of the weight I gained is water weight and will shed by itself. Wishful thinking? Perhaps, but hey, I can always hope.
I really cannot complain about Parker - he is such a good baby! He only cries when he is hungry, which is about every 3-4 hours, so we can anticipate that better now. But when he gets hungry, he cannot even wait one minute - he needs that milk PRONTO, and he almost always chokes himself cos he drinks too fast. Then even though we burp him, he still spits up milk, and gets the hiccups. Not sure how to help him in that regard.
Parker also likes to poop when he is feeding. I'm talking projectile pooping - loud, wet farts always signal us that he has pooped his pants. In fact, Parker scared his dad so bad one time his dad literally jumped a feet in the air (Daddy was in the middle of singing a lullaby for Parker so was not expecting to feel the force and heat of the poop). It is actually a blessing in disguise that we hear him pooping because Parker can happily sit in a soiled diaper without complaining so we would never know that he pooped or peed if he didn't make noises.
Oh, the joys of parenthood.
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| Never, did it EVER, cross my mind, or anyone's, for that matter, that I would still be pregnant right now when my due date was December 16. In fact, the general consensus was that I was not even going to make it to my due date. Even my OB didn't think so, and she swept my membranes to help me along. Well, December 16 came, and December 16 went, and I am still pregnant.
I now have an induction date set for Christmas eve, but man, going past the due date is just unbearable! I'm trying everything I'm reading about how to naturally induce labor on the internet, to no avail. I've been down on my hands and knees, mopping the floors with a rag; I've taken long walks around the malls; I've walked up incline hills on the treadmill; I've done marching steps; I've done frog steps; I've eaten spicy foods and pineapples. I've even tried the "mind method" by imagining the baby lowering himself and calling out to contractions to please come visit me. (Yes, yes, I am quite insane now.) Nada.
I give up. I'm just going to wait for the induction now. Maybe something will happen now.
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| "Any man who comes here must adopt... the native tongue of our people.. IT would be a crime.. to perpetuate differences in language in this country." Theodore Roosevelt
What a pompous ass!!! Did he seem to forget that he was once an immigrant too? Unless he thinks that perhaps he belongs here and was one of the poor Native Americans who the government shoved off to the reservations anyway.
America is a country of immigrants. There never was an establishment of a national language back in the days; heck, if it were up to Ben Franklin, our national language would've been German! English settlers were not plentiful during the Colonial era. It was for political reasons that English was chosen - after the Revolutionary War, America needed an ally, and Great Britain proved to be available (how ironic).
I understand that there needs to be a sense of nationalism, particularly with the trend towards globalism. However, are we going to just dump half our nation? Create an education system that isn't going to serve the needs of our children?
I don't understand it.
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| Almost there, the final home stretch. I don't think I can get any bigger! Hubby just told me the other day that back when I first got pregnant, he'd see women with HUGE bellies and think, "Ah, she won't get that big - she's too small." Bless him - he was SO wrong. Now, we are both amazed at how much bigger I am going to get! Thankfully, I am mostly just belly - I haven't really put on the weight anywhere else - in fact, I still have a waist! Lol,... I am retaining water like crazy though. It's not even funny. Pretty soon, I will be so puffy, you can fly me like a blimp.
We are no closer to a name,... and it's starting to worry Hubby. Everyone tells us we will know when we see the baby, but what if the epiphany doesn't come?! My lovely brother said, "Name him No Name Paduck." Yes, that would go over REAL well with everyone.
I guess I am excited that the pregnancy is almost over and I am curious to meet Hammie and see what Hammie is going to be like. But I have to say, I don't think I am quite cut out for this - I really don't particularly enjoy being pregnant. My upper back has been killing me, and I can't sit/stand for long periods of time. My skin also has been acting up - I've probably had every possible pregnancy (and non-pregnancy) related skin condition you can name off of a book! NOT fun. And my sinuses have been flaring up too. Hey, at least the 3am heartburn-induced-vomiting has stopped.
I feel so ugly being pregnant.
I miss my coffee and tea.
I hate not being able to sleep through the night.
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| I'm literally counting down by the days now, 55 more to go if I go to my due date! Baby-gaga has such a neat little ticker tool that you can put onto your Google homepage. But realistically, I just have to last to Week 34; 37 is better, 40 is ideal. With regular contractions, and a slight dilation, we'll see how long I'll really last. Did get a doc's note to stay off my feet, so I may take some time off work just to get to 34 weeks. Though, honestly, I think it's the commute on the T that kills me more than actually working, though sitting for an extended period of time doesn't do my back too much justice. Again, the pain is localized to the mid/upper back, unlike most pregnant women with lumbar pain. How odd,...
Hammie, meanwhile, is perfectly happy inside, kicking and punching around like there's no tomorrow. He now completely ignores me when I talk to him, but you should see him kick when Hubby sings or reads to him. It's like he got a caffeine booster!
Based on head size, they estimated him to be around 4 lbs right now, and will grow to be around 7-8 lbs at birth, full term. I wonder how accurate these weight estimates are... any thoughts?
I've been taking weekly photos of my belly, and boy, can you see the difference? I've "popped" a few times, certainly this week again. Thankfully, it has been all belly and not a lot anywhere else,... Belly is very compact - but shoots out like 10 inches in front of me!
I just found out that Hammie is the name of the psychotic squirrel in Over the Hedge - voice done by Steve Carrell. How uncanny! Hammie is a rat, like the squirrel, and hyper, fidgety, energetic, and super active!
Doh~!
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