Surfs up dude!

I was recently informed that my nephew Wil, who currently resides in Arizona, will be coming to visit Western Mass for a few weeks in late June into July. Leigh is very excited to have his nephew come home for a spell. He has even offered to have Wil stay with us for a week.

Rumor has it Wil is nervous about being here, possibly alone with me and having my water break! Wil is 15 and probably has seen too many movies.

Don't tell him that I have no plan on what to do if my water breaks either. I guess one of us should figure it out....

Knock. Knock

Went to dinner at my sister's house. My niece kept asking me if I wanted to run a race with her. I politely declined, each time , explaining that I was having a baby and unable to run around with her. Eventually she became curious about the "baby". She was afraid at first to feel the baby kick. Then it became fun.

She pointed to my belly button and asked "is this the door for the baby"?

Priceless.

Feed Me Damn it!

Sooo many women and men I might add, comment in awe about how wonderful it must be to eat whatever and whenever I want. Those of you who have had children recently, know this really isn't the case. First, the average caloric intake for a women who is not pregnant is 2,000 calories. Preggies only need about another 300 or so. That is the equivalent to a small yogurt or an apple.

Seriously? Seriously. So much for thinking I was finally going to experience the psychedelic wonderland of Willy Wonka's Chocolate factory full of chocolate rivers and waterfalls, giant edible mushrooms, tulips, whipped creme filled rocks, lickable wallpaper and other candies only a pregnant woman who can eat whatever she wants would enjoy...Yeah no. Small yogurt. Extra apple. Not too mention there are several of my favorite foods on the "no-no" list of safe and acceptable foods for the baby. Cold cuts. Pate. Brewery beer. Brie. Chinese food. Hot dogs. And my all time favorite: Sam's spicy tuna chip sushi. You can almost guess what my first meal request will be after the baby is born!

Jaws

An ultrasound photo that made me laugh. One of the baby yawning. Leigh calls the yawn pic "Jaws". He thinks it is more proof of the possibility of a devil child. I think it looks more like "HEY! What an AWESOME time I am having here! The accommodations and the food ROCK!

Mom, you rule"!

Counting the days...

So it is offical. I am on bed rest for the remainder of the pregnancy. No work. No laundry. No gardening. No nothing.
3 more months to be exact. On day 2. So far enjoying waking up late, napping and CSI reruns. The peanut is enjoying it as well. S/he is celebrating Mama's current horizontial positioning by showing off her/his gymnastic skills. Cartwheels seem to be a particular favorite..
Only 90 more days to go. But who is counting?!?

Up All Night

I was going to entitled this "Up All Night, Part One", however, who wants to read "Up All Night, Part 306"? in 3 months?!? I have currently been awake since 2:30am. Several factors contributed to this including (Anira DON'T read this part)! Bat in roof space above my head. Printer printing in the next room mysteriously and the ultimate urge to peeeeeeeeeee. Woke up Leigh too. Informed him he was in training for late nights ahead. The rule is, If Mama is awake, Daddy is awake.

That rule will change over time to If Mama is asleep, Mama stays asleep, Daddy is awake.

PS Birds are starting to sing outside..

Cerclage

No blogging for about 2 weeks. :(
Was home on bed rest after undergoing a procedure called a cerclage. The procedure was performed as a precaution to prevent a premature birth. The surgery lasted about 1 hour. I opted to not be fully anesthetized, so I was given a sedative through an IV and numbed from the waist down. I was fully awake for the surgery. Didn't feel a thing. Lower half of my body was completely dead weight for about 3 hours. Was not allowed to go home until I could squeeze and hold my butt cheeks!!
The surgery is comprised of putting a stitch in to close up my cervix like a drawstring handbag or a drawsdting trashbag. The stitch will be taken out around 35 weeks...