I can’t believe it. My baby is ONE! It was a wonderful day, with the usual ups and downs any big event has. 😉 The day before (or that morning? I forget already!), Inara slipped in her playpen and scraped her nose on the netting, leaving it as red as Rudolph’s. Before the party, my in-laws arrived early and my mother-in-law got attacked by one of our cats, out of the blue. Thankfully she has many cats of her own and didn’t blame us, but it was horrifying! Her arm got all scratched up. 😦 Then during the party, one of the kids overflowed the toilet and flooded our bathroom. That was fun. Never a boring day with our family!
Other than that, it was perfect. The weather couldn’t have been better, everyone had a great time, the food was good…I’m so happy. Happy to gather with family, happy to celebrate a year of being this perfect little girl’s mommy, happy for it to all be over so we could relax! 😉
Banner and hat by Little Free Radical. Inara’s dress by Seaside Dandelions. Cake by Truly Scrumptious Cupcakes.
Although I am a photographer myself, I know I still have a long way to go in terms of ability. For Inara’s first birthday, I wanted to get some professional photos taken of her. This photographer also ran a Mother’s Day contest and I won a photo shoot of Inara, my mother-in-law, and myself, so we did that the same day. Unfortunately Inara was a bit worn out by the time we did the photo shoot of the three of us, but the photos are a wonderful memory either way.
By Mark Rand Photography:
Just got back from my OB appointment. She did the group B strep test, so I’ll get that result next week. She said last week’s ultrasound looks perfect. I told her no one called me back about the diabetic training and non stress tests, so she had the receptionist make my NST appointment today. She’s not bothering with the diabetic training at this point because there was no glucose in my urine today (yay!).
My blood pressure was a little high at first, and there was a little protein in my urine for the first time. She had my blood taken again and set me up with a 24-hour urine collection kit (fun). The other nurse took my blood pressure again, with the big cuff this time like she usually does, and it was fine, but we’re still doing the urine collection just in case.
So I get to collect my pee all day tomorrow and drop it off Saturday morning, and my first NST is Monday afternoon. I’ll then have a weekly NST till I give birth. I’m now on weekly OB visits too. So. Many. Appointments. How do working moms DO this? They also gave me MORE formula, which I will gladly donate to a food bank or women’s shelter. Formula is so frigging expensive, if they want to give it away, I’ll keep taking it and giving it to those that need it. I like the nice cooler bags they give me that I’ll use for breast milk. 🙂
My sister just visited after my appointment and gave me some onesies her stepson decorated for Inara. So adorable. I tried to get her to kick for aunty, but baby was uncooperative.
That’s the news. Water aerobics tonight, physical therapy tomorrow, pee drop-off Saturday, visiting the in-laws on Sunday (bringing hospital bags just in case since we’ll be an hour and a half away), NST on Monday, physical therapy and water aerobics on Tuesday, and on and on. At least I’m staying busy. 😉
I haven’t shared a dream in a while and last night’s was bad. I woke up feeling awful.
I dreamed I had just had Inara and I went on a trip. I don’t know where hubby was, but my mom was still alive. I got to my destination, baby supplies in tow, and realized I didn’t have Inara. I called home and my mom answered. I asked if she had Inara, and she did. She thought she was supposed to watch her while I was gone. I was so upset with myself because I had intended to bring her and had literally just forgotten. I was mad because my milk supply would dry up and Inara would have to have formula while I was gone. I was horrified that I could forget my own baby, and wondered if I hadn’t bonded with her enough to care.
I continued the trip, and realized I was pregnant again. I was with my best friend (B) and her other best friend (M), and I complained about being pregnant again, forgetting M had lost her pregnancy at 12 weeks (in real life). She stormed off angrily and I felt so bad, and B was mad at me. I just felt like a total failure, to my family and friends. I decided to cut the trip short and just go home to my baby since everyone was upset at me.
The dream was one of those kind that felt so real, and I woke up feeling like the worst person. I know I’d never do that in real life, so obviously I’m just worrying about being a good mother and keeping up my relationships with others. I’m not too concerned about it; obviously my brain goes where it wants when I’m asleep. It wasn’t fun though.
On a cheerier note, here is a photo of my sister (K, right) and best friend B (center) and I, grown up, on the rock we used to play at almost 20 years ago, and a photo of B’s three adorable boys on the same rock last summer. They’re coming to visit from out of state right after I have the baby and I can’t wait!
We had our birthing class yesterday at the hospital. It was fairly informative, but covered a lot of stuff I already knew. I don’t think hubby learned a ton either, but at least he got to see a birth video. 😉 The worst part was sitting in semi-uncomfortable chairs from 9:30-3, but I got up and stretched a few times, and there was a lunch break of course. I think the best part was asking the nurses specific questions about hospital policy. I learned my sister is correct: I should not bring any of my medications, Rx or OTC. They will provide them. I also asked about how to make sure my placenta gets saved, since I’m getting it encapsulated.
More on that: I belong to a Facebook group called “Real Moms of the South Shore” (a joking reference to the Real Housewives TV shows). Someone else asked about placenta encapsulation, and through others’ answers, I found a local woman who is highly recommended and costs about what I had expected. Score! I emailed her and she’s free around my due date, so I’m going to secure her services. The benefits of ingesting the placenta include increased milk production, less chance of postpartum depression (which I’m high risk for), and shorter bleeding time after birth. Sounds totally worth it to me!
Hubby is still gimpy. His heel isn’t improving at all, so we’re calling the doc on Tuesday (after the holiday is over) and insisting on an X-ray. He’s sick to death of the crutches. They hurt his armpits and his good foot is getting sore and exhausted. Laundry is piling up because neither of us can carry it downstairs (or up). Yes, I could take more trips with smaller amounts, but the stairs kill my back and abdomen. We’re kind of screwed right now. I don’t want to keep asking family for help. I wanted to save that till the baby comes. We both feel so useless right now. I’ve also had to do more, which makes hubby feel guilty and me more tired. But, we’re getting through it I guess.
We have absolutely no plans today or tomorrow, so we’re taking it easy. I’m still working on the baby’s room, since the shower gifts kind of exploded in there. Trying to find places for everything. Trying to finish my hospital bag. Trying to keep the house from turning into a dump.
Baby shower!!! It was awesome!!! I don’t know what else to say, so here are some photos:
Just before the sun set, hubby and I went out back and took some maternity photos. I felt pretty and wanted to capture it. 🙂
It was an amazing day, and my sister and sister-in-law and aunt did an amazing job, and hubby worked his butt off cleaning the house. Thank you EVERYONE!
I started physical therapy! Yesterday was my evaluation and today I started therapy. She did ultrasound therapy on my hands (which I had when I did physical therapy for carpal tunnel last year) and craniosacral massage for my back. It’s really out of whack and misaligned.
Her official diagnosis is carpal tunnel and de Quervain’s due to increased fluid pressing on nerves in my hands, and I forget the term she used but my sacral joints are off-kilter from the pain and strain in the front. There isn’t much she can do about the abdominal pain because she can’t treat that area with a baby in there, but the back therapy should help with it.
I felt fine when I left therapy today but I started hurting a lot more later. I’m really feeling it tonight; I can barely walk. I know this is part of physical therapy though; you feel worse before you feel better.
Backing up, my 3D ultrasound was on Saturday. My in-laws and sister came, and it was awesome. OMG Inara has the chubbiest cheeks!!!
She’s going to be a chunker! ❤ Then we all went out for Chinese food and it was a really nice day. It was so wonderful to be with our immediate family for this.
32 weeks tomorrow, and a check-up and ultrasound on Thursday! I could have this baby in as little as 5 weeks! HOPEFULLY not sooner, but 37 weeks would be nice. 😉