- Being able to roll over in bed with (more) ease
- Less heart burn/acid reflux
- Being able to lay on my stomach again
- Sushi
- Raw cookie dough
- WINE
- COCKTAILS
- My clothes fitting better/my clothes fitting again
- My shoes fitting again (seriously -- being limited to birkenstock clogs is pretty awful)
- My socks fitting again
- My feet and ankle swelling reducing/going away
- Total body swelling reducing/going away
- Being able to walk then run again
- Getting my lung capacity back
- Being able to workout again
- Being able to put on and tie my own shoes without assistance
- Being able to put on underwear and pants easier
- Meeting my son and becoming a mother
Sunday, February 17, 2019
Things I am Looking Forward To in the Next Days/Weeks/Months....
Wednesday, February 6, 2019
What is it with me and late night blog posting? LoL!
We are in the home stretch of the pregnancy... Just a few short weeks are left, which is pretty hard to believe. I came down with a terrible cold last week that completely and totally knocked me on my rear end. It was also a valuable lesson on how modern medicine approaches a pregnant lady who is also sick. I had three doctor appointments during this time, one of which was to Urgent Care early on during the cold, and at all three, the doctors basically refused to give me anything to help nip this illness in the bud. At Urgent Care they told me to talk to my OB as they wouldn't give me anything. The first OB appointment she shrugged off my complaints as just a simple cold. The second OB appointment she heard me cough in the hall but didn't even bother to listen to my lungs or ask about my other symptoms, and so she prescribed me the most useless cough "pearls" and wrote off all other symptoms, cutting me off as she was running behind. After one night of the cough "pearls," I called the OB back and said that the pearls were ineffective and asked if there was another option. When the nurse called me back (she was a nurse for another OB in the practice), she said that her OB was going to prescribe me a Z Pack and some Tussin-X. Meanwhile, at this point, I'd been seriously sick for a WEEK with no one listening or offering any of these options to me. I was told repeatedly to suffer through it. Meanwhile the illness was getting progressively worse. I went from a simple sore throat to a sore throat with a sinus infection; to a sore throat/sinus infection/laryngitis; to a sore throat/sinus infection/laryngitis/bronchitis and possible start of walking pneumonia before they'd give me a Z Pack and Tussin-X. So freaking ridiculous. And because they refused to treat the sinus infection, it's now traveled to my lungs and I get to attempt to cough up mucous from my lungs with already sore abs from blowing my nose with a big old baby belly in the way.
I was so sick that I was out of work for an entire week, which is unheard of for me. I've lost my voice for 5 days now, which is also unheard of for me. And on top of all of that, the cough/sore throat/sinus congestion prevented me getting more than 2 hours of sleep at a time. I am exhausted. M.I.S.E.R.A.B.L.E doesn't even begin to cover it.
I'm going to attempt going back to work today, though I don't know how it's going to go. We'll see.
But otherwise, the nursery is done/ready. We combined gift cards to get the dressers. The wall art has been hung. The diaper bags have been packed. So whenever this kiddo decides to make his entrance, we're as ready as we're going to be.
We are in the home stretch of the pregnancy... Just a few short weeks are left, which is pretty hard to believe. I came down with a terrible cold last week that completely and totally knocked me on my rear end. It was also a valuable lesson on how modern medicine approaches a pregnant lady who is also sick. I had three doctor appointments during this time, one of which was to Urgent Care early on during the cold, and at all three, the doctors basically refused to give me anything to help nip this illness in the bud. At Urgent Care they told me to talk to my OB as they wouldn't give me anything. The first OB appointment she shrugged off my complaints as just a simple cold. The second OB appointment she heard me cough in the hall but didn't even bother to listen to my lungs or ask about my other symptoms, and so she prescribed me the most useless cough "pearls" and wrote off all other symptoms, cutting me off as she was running behind. After one night of the cough "pearls," I called the OB back and said that the pearls were ineffective and asked if there was another option. When the nurse called me back (she was a nurse for another OB in the practice), she said that her OB was going to prescribe me a Z Pack and some Tussin-X. Meanwhile, at this point, I'd been seriously sick for a WEEK with no one listening or offering any of these options to me. I was told repeatedly to suffer through it. Meanwhile the illness was getting progressively worse. I went from a simple sore throat to a sore throat with a sinus infection; to a sore throat/sinus infection/laryngitis; to a sore throat/sinus infection/laryngitis/bronchitis and possible start of walking pneumonia before they'd give me a Z Pack and Tussin-X. So freaking ridiculous. And because they refused to treat the sinus infection, it's now traveled to my lungs and I get to attempt to cough up mucous from my lungs with already sore abs from blowing my nose with a big old baby belly in the way.
I was so sick that I was out of work for an entire week, which is unheard of for me. I've lost my voice for 5 days now, which is also unheard of for me. And on top of all of that, the cough/sore throat/sinus congestion prevented me getting more than 2 hours of sleep at a time. I am exhausted. M.I.S.E.R.A.B.L.E doesn't even begin to cover it.
I'm going to attempt going back to work today, though I don't know how it's going to go. We'll see.
But otherwise, the nursery is done/ready. We combined gift cards to get the dressers. The wall art has been hung. The diaper bags have been packed. So whenever this kiddo decides to make his entrance, we're as ready as we're going to be.
Sunday, January 13, 2019
Sleep Deprived Ramblings
It's 5:13am as I write this, and I've been up since 2:10am. My sleep schedule is totally messed up, which I'm half blaming on my husbands alarm clock yesterday morning (he set it for 4:30am on a Saturday!). Which meant that it woke me up while he rolled over and went right back to sleep. I didn't get a nap until we got home last night when I accidentally fell asleep at 5pm and woke up at 8:30pm. Messed up sleep schedule, indeed!
Of course, being 34 weeks pregnant isn't helping my sleep... I'm waking up every 1.5-2 hours to go to the bathroom. I'm tossing/turning because I can't get comfortable. And my SI joint is killing me -- I have got to stop running, as this inflames the issue. I just hate to give it up... Running is something I'm so motivated to do. But I pay for it for days every time I do it. I think it's time to give it up until after the baby arrives and until after I heal from delivery.
It's hard for me to believe that we're in the last 6 weeks of pregnancy. The next two weeks are very busy... This weekend are two of our baby showers. Wednesday is maternity photos. Thursday is another ultrasound. The next weekend I have off will be the last baby shower. That will bring me to the final 4 weeks of pregnancy. Which are supposedly the longest and most uncomfortable. During which, Valentines Day will come and go.
The nursery has been painted and the crib assembled. We unloaded the first car load of baby goodies from the first shower yesterday. But I didn't have the energy to get in there and organize anything. So everything is still in bags and boxes. We are still lacking some sort of changing table.... I had registered for two short dressers to use, but they were a bit pricey so I don't know that we'll get them. If not, I will turn to Facebook Marketplace and source a changing table and decide on whether or not to get a dresser.
I'm tired. I don't know what I'm writing or why. I believe I'm finally ready for another nap before church. Then maybe I can get a nap after church and before todays baby shower. My thoughts aren't even making logical sense right now. I'm going to stop and I'll blog again another time.
Of course, being 34 weeks pregnant isn't helping my sleep... I'm waking up every 1.5-2 hours to go to the bathroom. I'm tossing/turning because I can't get comfortable. And my SI joint is killing me -- I have got to stop running, as this inflames the issue. I just hate to give it up... Running is something I'm so motivated to do. But I pay for it for days every time I do it. I think it's time to give it up until after the baby arrives and until after I heal from delivery.
It's hard for me to believe that we're in the last 6 weeks of pregnancy. The next two weeks are very busy... This weekend are two of our baby showers. Wednesday is maternity photos. Thursday is another ultrasound. The next weekend I have off will be the last baby shower. That will bring me to the final 4 weeks of pregnancy. Which are supposedly the longest and most uncomfortable. During which, Valentines Day will come and go.
The nursery has been painted and the crib assembled. We unloaded the first car load of baby goodies from the first shower yesterday. But I didn't have the energy to get in there and organize anything. So everything is still in bags and boxes. We are still lacking some sort of changing table.... I had registered for two short dressers to use, but they were a bit pricey so I don't know that we'll get them. If not, I will turn to Facebook Marketplace and source a changing table and decide on whether or not to get a dresser.
I'm tired. I don't know what I'm writing or why. I believe I'm finally ready for another nap before church. Then maybe I can get a nap after church and before todays baby shower. My thoughts aren't even making logical sense right now. I'm going to stop and I'll blog again another time.
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