Amethyst Birthstone

Was back to the hospital for the majority of the day today with painful contractions every few minutes.  According to the doctor, there are strict guidelines that they can't do c-sections until 39 weeks no matter how frequent and/or painful the contractions if I don't dilate more. I have remained the same.  I am still booked for first thing next Monday morning, February 7th.

Being an eternal optimist, I figure there has to to be a top ten list I can come up with here for waiting another week so here goes...

10. One week of waiting is nothing after 6 weeks of bed rest.
9.  Who wants to have a baby when it is below zero outside?
8. A nice, long, morphine induced nap was well worth my time at the hospital today.
7. I'm looking to set a record for biggest baby in the family.
6. Carina doesn't want to share a birthday with anyone else in the family.
5. I don't like the doctor who was on call today, next Monday's doc is much better.
4.  I always like being hooked up to the monitors to get validation of my contractions.
3.  I think I can squeeze in getting one more prenatal massage this week. 
2.  We want this baby to bake and be as healthy as possible.

and the number one reason it is better to wait one more week - 
1.  Amethyst is a far better birthstone than garnet. 

Ready Already?

For the past ten days or so Dave keeps asking me if I am ready now and every time I say "not quite". 

I've explained that it has been some time that I have been nesting, preparing and purchasing things to get ready for Carina's arrival.  However, I chose two outfits for options to bring Carina home from the hospital - I ordered them online on January 5th after looking all over for something I liked at stores in the area.  I know it is entirely insignificant in the big picture but I have fixated on these little outfits. 

Of course, two weeks passed with no sign of the oufits.  I wrote a message inquiring about where they were and received an email saying they would ship after 14 business days.  Last week I sent another email and this week my pathetic email begged them to rush the order or my poor baby would have nothing at all to wear home. 

Alas today the outfits arrived! I quickly washed them and packed them away in the hospital bag.  Now it's official, I'm ready already.  By the way, which outfit do you like best?

Sooner Rather Than Later

These kids of mine like to keep me on my toes!

Yesterday I went to my doctor's appointment and they told me I was 3 cm dilated and 70% effaced.  This morning I began having some very painful contractions and went in to the doctor expecting to meet Carina before the day was through.  But, they have sent me home to labor longer because I am still early and not anymore dilated than yesterday.

As the doctor said, it could be this afternoon or it could be longer.  I'm not sure why I have to be in total and complete pain before they do the c-section but Dave says all the damn lawyers are to blame! 

We will keep you posted!

Should I Be Concerned?

Take a look at this latest video of Samantha:

Seems perfectly normal that she would imitate what is going on with me with a growing belly.  However, should I be concerned that she views giant knees as part of pregnancy?  As you can see, not only did she put balls inside of her shirt for the belly, but every time she does this, it is accompanied by a ball in each pant leg at the knee....very interesting. 

Playing Favorites

As most of you know, I was an only child until I was 15 years old.  As a kid, when my friends wrestled or fought with their siblings I would get uncomfortable, nervously laugh or just vacate the scene.  Because my sister and I are this far apart in age, it makes sense to me that I am the obvious oldest favorite and Madeline is the favorite of the next generation.  Our upbringing and experiences are literally so different that it is too difficult to compare.  I have never really experienced sibling rivalry, I have never had to share and I still get nervous when people argue with their siblings.

So, this two kid thing is going to be something brand new for me.  My mom put it well the other day when she said that she goes back and forth feeling sad that Samantha will never have anything that is only her's anymore and upset that Carina only gets hand me downs that belonged to Samantha.

My wrestling with this feeling has clearly manifested itself in spending money.  One day I am feeling bad that Carina's room has nothing unique for her.  That resulted in my latest purchase from Zulily:

Then the following week I felt horrible that Samantha doesn't have much left in her room anymore because it has all been moved to Carina's room.  That resulted in yet another purchase from Etsy which still needs to be framed:


We have packages showing up every day, my husband is concerned.  These two girls have got it made before Carina is even born, Mom is a big sucker!

Spacy, Clumsy and Sick

You know the saying - If you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all.  That's really why I haven't written lately, I have had a rough couple of weeks.  This baby has taken over my entire body, even my brain.  I am out of breath all the time, I run into things and when I walk down the hall at work, people literally laugh out loud at me because I'm so huge.  

Every morning before we leave the house I take my assortment of prenatal vitamins and then let Samantha pick her Flinstones vitamin for the day.  Last week, without realizing it, instead of giving her the Flinstones container, I gave her my high dosed iron bottle.   As she was gagging up iron, I was having a severe panic attack that I had poisoned her, calling in tears to the doctor.  I couldn't even say that my mischievous two year old had gotten into the wrong bottle, I had to admit that her idiot mother handed the wrong pills right to her. 

To top things off, this week I came down with a horrible sinus infection, making it nearly impossible to breath or sleep.  As I wandered around the house in the middle of the night, I did think that being really sick while 8.5 months pregnant must be better than being really sick with a newborn baby.  Now, I just need to hurry up and get better before Carina makes her debut. 

Growing and Growing

Samantha can tell you that "Carina is growing and growing and soon she will come out and I'll be a BIG sister!" When we first talked about a new baby with Samantha I wasn't sure she really understood the concept.  After all, the idea of a baby growing in mom's stomach is pretty weird.  But, as we get closer I really do think she generally understands what is going to happen and certainly talks about it all the time. 

Yesterday at my regular doctor's appointment they were a bit concerned because I was measuring smaller than my last appointment.  They did an ultrasound just to be sure everything was fine.  Turns out that Carina was in a precarious position (tell me about it!) and was over to the side.  Rather than being small she is turning out to be quite big, about a week ahead of schedule.  They are estimating that she is close to 6 pounds already.  We will see how big she turns out to really be but it makes me laugh every time I think about it.  How in the world do Dave and I make these big babies?

And during the ultrasound the doctor pointed out Carina's full head of hair.  I told her that I have had the heartburn to prove the wives tale true that hair causes heartburn. I'm getting so excited to meet this sweet baby and see what she looks like!