I'm sorry to have to tell any of you who may be watching my blog for updated baby pictures, that Squirt did not cooperate at the ultrasound last Thursday, and we really didn't get any good pictures. The little turkey was snuggled right up to the placenta for a lot of the ultrasound, and when he or she wasn't, there was always a little fist and a little foot right in front of Squirt's face. Good news though, Squirt has had a growth spurt! At the ultrasound we had at 28 weeks, Squirt was measuring in the 9th percentile. At the recent ultrasound - 32 weeks - Squirt is now up to the 30th percentile as far as size, etc. and everything looked good as far as he or she is concerned!
Things apparently didn't look so great concerning my cervix. It apparently looked short, which led to a very uncomfortable exam by my Doctor, which led to a diagnosis of being between 1-2 centimeters dilated, which then led to a two night stay at the hospital so they could observe my uterine activity for pre-term labor. Now, I've been sentenced to bed rest for at least a week, and probably longer. The Doctor keeps dangling my freedom in front of my face - I think so I won't kill her if she tells me I'll be on bed rest for the rest of the pregnancy - but I don't think she has any intentions of releasing me from my bedroom, couch and bathroom privileges only confinement any time soon!
Fortunately, my new employers are very understanding and are willing to let me work from home. I think that a sentence to bed-rest would have been grounds for termination at my last job. The more I think about how awful my last job was, the more I really appreciate my new employers. Losing my previous job has turned out to be one of the greatest blessings ever for Tim and I and for Squirt! Props to the firm of Gibson Ferrin & Riggs, PLC! Down with the other guys! If I didn't like one of the people still working for the other guys, I'm pretty sure I'd be praying for their office to burn down, or for a massive client exodus for them. Christ-like? No. But that's how I feel.
Anyway, after two nights in the hospital and lots of medication - steroids to help develop baby's lungs in case I go into real labor early, and two types of smooth muscle relaxers - my hyper uterus still hasn't really calmed down, but nothing has been progressing as far as dilation. Hopefully that will still be the case later this week when I go for another check-up, and they'll let me get back to the business of living, sooner rather than later. I think Squirt is pretty happy hanging out inside of me for a while longer yet.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Itchy, itchy!
So, we were supposed to have another ultrasound this past week so the doctor could measure Squirt and make sure he or she is growing properly. I've told some people to stay tuned to the blog so they could check out the latest pictures that I'm hoping we get to bring home with us. That didn't so much work out though, since I ended up being sick, and they preferred to not have me come into the office if I might pass along my germs to another poor soul, so you get the pictures included in this post instead.
Anyway, I ended up with flu-like symptoms on Sunday - fever of 100+ degrees and general body aches and feeling icky. I'd gotten over another bout with the flu a few weeks previously, and since that episode I'd heard it's common that people who get swine flu will get the flu, then get over it, and a few weeks later you catch the flu again, and the second time around it's bad!
Being slightly paranoid anyway since finding out Squirt is quite small, I decided to call my doctor and see if I should be taking anything or come into the office for a check-up in case it was swine flu. She called back and said whether it's regular flu or swine flu, she just wanted to get me treated and prescribed Tamiflu. Here is the result of said Tamiflu:
The photos are of a section of my baby belly, my upper arms and one of my hands. The photo of my hand doesn't look nearly as bad as it did even earlier in the day, let alone the previous days! The hives started showing up on Monday. On Tuesday I was too itchy to even wear a shirt so I stayed home from work. On Wednesday there was no improvement and by Thursday, when the photos were taken, the hives were finally starting to go away on my arms below my elbows. So there is hope they will all be gone eventually!
The moral of the story: I'd rather have swine flu than take Tamiflu. Ever again!
Anyway, I ended up with flu-like symptoms on Sunday - fever of 100+ degrees and general body aches and feeling icky. I'd gotten over another bout with the flu a few weeks previously, and since that episode I'd heard it's common that people who get swine flu will get the flu, then get over it, and a few weeks later you catch the flu again, and the second time around it's bad!
Being slightly paranoid anyway since finding out Squirt is quite small, I decided to call my doctor and see if I should be taking anything or come into the office for a check-up in case it was swine flu. She called back and said whether it's regular flu or swine flu, she just wanted to get me treated and prescribed Tamiflu. Here is the result of said Tamiflu:
The photos are of a section of my baby belly, my upper arms and one of my hands. The photo of my hand doesn't look nearly as bad as it did even earlier in the day, let alone the previous days! The hives started showing up on Monday. On Tuesday I was too itchy to even wear a shirt so I stayed home from work. On Wednesday there was no improvement and by Thursday, when the photos were taken, the hives were finally starting to go away on my arms below my elbows. So there is hope they will all be gone eventually!
The moral of the story: I'd rather have swine flu than take Tamiflu. Ever again!
Monday, October 12, 2009
An Offensive Night Light & Craigslist Bargain Furniture
So, check out this nightlight!
It doesn't look very offensive, right? It was a Christmas in August gift from Tim's parents. Thanks Steve & Cynthia!
Anyway, it's difficult to imagine that anyone could really have a problem with such a night light. Anyone that is, except this little guy:
Don't be fooled by that cute, little, innocent face! He's a killer! And when he noticed the night light for the first time yesterday morning, he sure told the night light who is boss around our house! He barked at it and growled at it and scratched his little hind legs at it. So Tim and I laughed at him for a few minutes, and then Tim went and unplugged the night light so Howie could check it out and now Howie is okay with it. He's so silly! He doesn't really know what to think about new things around the house, or things that are out of place. He'll bark at a box of cereal on the countertop, if it strikes him that it doesn't belong there. And forget about leaving a box on the stairs for a more convenient time to take it upstairs than the present moment! Howie comes unglued!
Fortunately, Howie hasn't minded the new baby furniture we found for a screaming deal on Craigslist!
Here is a picture of the changing table we found - complete with drawers so Howie won't be able to get into and chew up diapers!
And here is the matching crib!
And how much did we pay for these two awesome pieces of baby furniture you may ask? We paid the very low price of $100 for both! I told Tim that the price was a screaming deal, but he didn't believe me until his sister came to visit and confirmed that I found a screaming deal. He has a tendency to do that. Maybe one of these days he'll learn that I'm pretty much always right, and just listen to me!
Now that we've found this baby furniture, I've been a little bit sad that I don't have any more bargains to be watching Craigslist and Backpage for. I'm thinking though, that I may start watching for a great deal on another changing table to put somewhere downstairs. A diaper changing station downstairs would be much more convenient than having to haul myself and baby up eighteen stairs every time he or she needs a bum change and we don't happen to be upstairs already.
It doesn't look very offensive, right? It was a Christmas in August gift from Tim's parents. Thanks Steve & Cynthia!
Anyway, it's difficult to imagine that anyone could really have a problem with such a night light. Anyone that is, except this little guy:
Don't be fooled by that cute, little, innocent face! He's a killer! And when he noticed the night light for the first time yesterday morning, he sure told the night light who is boss around our house! He barked at it and growled at it and scratched his little hind legs at it. So Tim and I laughed at him for a few minutes, and then Tim went and unplugged the night light so Howie could check it out and now Howie is okay with it. He's so silly! He doesn't really know what to think about new things around the house, or things that are out of place. He'll bark at a box of cereal on the countertop, if it strikes him that it doesn't belong there. And forget about leaving a box on the stairs for a more convenient time to take it upstairs than the present moment! Howie comes unglued!
Fortunately, Howie hasn't minded the new baby furniture we found for a screaming deal on Craigslist!
Here is a picture of the changing table we found - complete with drawers so Howie won't be able to get into and chew up diapers!
And here is the matching crib!
And how much did we pay for these two awesome pieces of baby furniture you may ask? We paid the very low price of $100 for both! I told Tim that the price was a screaming deal, but he didn't believe me until his sister came to visit and confirmed that I found a screaming deal. He has a tendency to do that. Maybe one of these days he'll learn that I'm pretty much always right, and just listen to me!
Now that we've found this baby furniture, I've been a little bit sad that I don't have any more bargains to be watching Craigslist and Backpage for. I'm thinking though, that I may start watching for a great deal on another changing table to put somewhere downstairs. A diaper changing station downstairs would be much more convenient than having to haul myself and baby up eighteen stairs every time he or she needs a bum change and we don't happen to be upstairs already.
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