My Pet...Peeve

Happenings...

The good news? I have about 5 posts just about finished... The bad? Well, here is a little something a very pissed off Henry I have been dealing with since being released from the hospital last Thursday. John was back at work first thing Friday morning and hasn't looked back... I am tired. More to come!

sneek peek

Totally worth having a birthday on the 17th... don't you think?

I really do have a good story for you all but something has gone haywire in my brain and it won't shut off and I am not kidding when I say that I have not slept. My sinuses are so stuffed up it is crazy but the Percocets are lovely. John just went home and I have given myself 10 minutes to quickly update you and then I have to turn the lights out and try and sleep. Margo is a sweet, very alert girl. She is nursing well and poops like a W. :) Birth story tomorrow- with more pictures!
  

 
 

and then, all Hell broke loose...

Hello- SO sorry all is great, all is well. There is a great story that will have to be told when In-laws leave and I can get my bearings. I have pictures too!! Thanks SO much for all of the prayers and well wishing!

Margaret  "Margo" Clare W.   born at 1:50 pm

 (1/2 hour after they broke my water and I was still at 3-4 cm)

8 pounds and 20 inches long

 

update 3

ok all of you early afternoon peeps... I wouldn't hold my breath... want another guess? go ahead

Having contractions every 2 minutes... they are... uncomfortable but very tolerable. Which is frustrating me. Still at a 4+... also frustrating. My head is killing me because I didn't get my morning giant coffee-grr.

They (new Laura) just upped my Pit. I really want my water to break but the head is still too high for them to feel comfortable doing so at the time. I am trying to remember- slow and steady wins the race. 

Seriously? The names? Jessica? Tonya? Tracie? Shannon?? WTF?

update 2

I am finished stressing about my post titles..... let's just see how high I am able to count.

Pit keeps getting upped but Deb- I am a little sad to say that it doesn't feel like a pit bull...yet.

Dr. V here- he and JW pretty much greeted each other like old college buddies- too funny. they both teased me about HB, he checked me and said that he thought I was too happy to see him since I am still at a 3-4+ and Fours head is still high. I am walking and trying to get some help from gravity. I asked him the possibilities of cord issues when my water does break and how far down the head should be before he will break my water and he told me to quit reading so much, stay off the internet and relax... I find this funny.

My nurse is very calm and sweet. I like that she is not 14ish... Last time I had a nurse that was an infant herself and very chatty. L is only here until 2 though! Our guess the time I cram a baby out of my bottom game is on....so far this is what we have... feel free to join in!

L-2pm
JW- 1:30 pm
KW- 4 pm
Dr. V- some time after 1 so that I will have to leave the office, re-arrange patients that will then be ticked off and come back just to make you happy.

I heart him. John hearts him because Dr.V gets to say things John is thinking but could never say.

Oh the names JW is pulling out of his A---- horrible horrible indescribable names....

Names

Hello from hospital bed! This Wifi stuff is fantastic. It is also producing a great amount of teasing from JW and even my nurse Laura. Pit has been started- Anne thanks for the pharmaceutical reference. Keep me laughing! 

I was at 3-4cm around 6:30 am they could have broken my water but said that the baby's head is still "bouncy" and they didn't want to risk cord coming first. So my friend Mr. Pitocin has been started and he doesn't mess around. Besides ridiculously sweaty hands, two blown veins and the fact that I can't eat or drink (Um, hello coffee?) all is well. Except that they just came in and upped the Pit... sweaty hands, I tell you...

John is on his phone trying to figure out a name for this child. The names he is coming up with are horrific. I apologize to all of the Courtney's, Jenniffer's and Alexis's out there but it isn't going to happen.

Milk and Cookies

I can't believe that I am just getting around to posting! It has been a day... a long crazy day for a very indecisive girl. Here is the scoop...

• I tried to change my induction date from tomorrow to Thursday.
• I liked it better than the 17th and it would have been easier on JW's schedule.
• I also wanted to see if there was any way that I could come in after I dropped the girls at school and Henry at Betsy's.
• I also in all reality thought that there was no way in H  E double hockey  sticks (LL) I was actually going to NOT go into labor over the weekend hence making all of these silly high maintenance requests null and void. HA
• So, here I am posting at 10:30 pm to tell you all that I have to be at the hospital tomorrow morning at 5:45 AM to be induced. No ifs ands or buts. EVERY freaking day is booked until NEXT Tuesday AND if I wanted to wait until NEXT TUESDAY, I would have to go over to the hospital tomorrow for the non-stress test, biophysical profile and blood work a total of over three hours of torture testing and no baby at the end of the day.
• So I took it as a sign that Erin and Jil might just have something about the 17th not being so bad... :)
• I am hoping to talk them into just breaking my water and going from there... I am hoping to try and avoid the whole pitocin mess since I will have to be on constant monitoring and the whole wallowing in a bathtub while having contractions and listening to Hypnobabies is out when you have to be monitored the.entire.time. So who knows, besides my goal of a fat, healthy baby and me not shitting myself into embarrassment,  I'm just there for the ride.
• I am taking the laptop in hopes of updating and adding the very fun comments I have gotten from family and in-laws this week or at the very least,  so I have something to keep me busy. You know, in all of my free time at the Spa!

It's all just Milk and Cookies from here!!!!

Smooches, K

Ten Things... crabby edition

1. I had to call the Drs. yesterday to schedule an induction date... since so many people want to be induced before Thanksgiving. So I chose Monday, November 16...
2. My Dr. just called to tell me that they (the Hospital) already has 12 (!) people scheduled for induction on the 16th...
3. So he scheduled me for Tuesday the 17th...6am
4. I HATE the #17...
5. I don't want to be a PITA but... I am really hoping to "go" before I have to become psycho and re-schedule for another day. Yes, I am THAT weird....
6. UGH! I am SO frustrated!
7. AND I am also sad that I pretty much am guaranteed to not be able to be out and about for my favorite day of the year...
8. Yes, I am a big brat...
9. Now that I am home in the morning and surfing TV... I am amazed how pathetic and painful morning TV is... Martha? Regis? GMA? Gag.... Don't even get me started on the 45 seconds that I will never get back watching The View.....
10. Maybe I should just go unpack everyone's bags... 

Pokey

If you want to see grumpy, come on over.

I spent yesterday from 4:30-8 pm having wonderful contractions. About every 7-16 minutes... lasting 1 min. +... I had "people" called to take care of children. I had dinner made for the kids. I had called my husband to come home-which he IGNORED until I called him back and ripped him an absolute new one around 7:15. I EVEN packed my bag. Then? Then? THEN? NO-THING.......... Zip, zilch, nadda, zero, squat....

Hence the grumpy....

I went to K*ohls and used my $10 Ko*hls cash.
I walked blocks and blocks in the pitch black darkness.
I walked up to UDF and got JW a soft serve frozen yogurt and walked it home to him.
Then I walked some more until something popped in my hamstring and hurt like the dickens and then I limped home and got into my pj's and went to... well I was going to say bed but since I haven't slept in my bed for over 6 weeks... I really went to couch. The couch is forming a large dent where my large rump has been.
Then I slept for a while still doing nothing.
Then I read for a while.... get the picture?

I really wanted to be eating some crappy hospital breakfast food this morning.

On a funny note, last week Sarah asked in her very monotone voice...

"When the baby stops eating off your stomach, can I be the first one to feed it a bottle?"

Um... it's my chest that it eats milk from, but yes, you can be the first one to feed it a bottle.

Magic 8 Ball...

Well....

I saw the midwife this morning... verdict?

2+cm almost 100% effaced and "very soft"
I lost 3 pounds (woohoo!)
and she "stirred things up" so to say

Today 11-10-09 was my "day" I like the numbers...
I just don't see it happening.
Also, with Sarah and Henry, I was induced at night with Cervadil... NOW, I am too far and will have to be induced on a morning with Pitocin... You know, Pitocin, the Hypnobabies equivalent of the Devil. sigh...
I can't say that I am 100% Hypnobaby convinced BUT I don't want to screw any possibility of actually having it work. I am thinking of trying to wait it out a couple more days and see what happens. Or I will change my mind back and forth every 30 seconds like I have been doing all morning...

Rock... Hard Place......

Oh, and I have a cold and sore throat.....grr...