Our Ocean City Trip

This past weekend, E and I met up with the Sibling, B-I-L, T, and some good friends for a camping trip down the ocean.

It was totally worth all the swelling and big hair.

Sitting on the Dock of the Bay
the Sibling and little H.
She is seriously our future in human form. Blonde ringlets, blue eyes, and full of sass. By the end of the weekend, E and I wanted to steal her and bring her home!
The boys figured this was just their speed
This picture is why I say our daughter will totally be like her. Literally 2 mins before we took this pic, she fought her mama tooth and nail, screaming “I NO TIRED! SWIM!” We see how that turned out
E and I on the boardwalk. Baby’s first trip to the Ocean was a hit
Who says Virginia is for lovers? True love starts on the Boardwalk in Ocean City, MD
(E and Timmy in the wagon — E is H’s older sister. They have another little girl, M, is 11 weeks old.
3 girls, all are so incredibly beautiful!)

27 Weeks and I’m finally getting somewhere

From FertilityFriend.com:

Your baby weighs about 2.5 lbs (1.1kg) and is about 10 inches (25cm) from crown to rump and 15.75 inches (35 cm) long from head to toe.

At this time, the baby has tastebuds which allow it to distinguish between sweet, sour and bitter tastes.

Brain tissue and brain development increases at this time as your baby grows the folds and grooves needed for a developed brain.

Eyebrows and eyelashes are probably present and the hair on your baby’s head is growing longer.

Your baby’s body is filling out, getting a bit fatter as fat deposition continues, but it is still somewhat red and wrinkled.

Your baby is big enough for his presentation to be determined. That is, your caregiver can probably tell how your baby is oriented in your uterus. He may be breech (bottom down) or head first. If your baby is in a breech position now, there is no need to worry as there is still plenty of room and time for your baby to change positions.

Your baby can feel pain and respond to it in the same way as a full term baby.

You know, there isn’t one part of this blurb that doesn’t make my skin crawl. I’m growing eyebrows… IN MY STOMACH! What is that all about? And I particularly love the part about our baby getting fatter. It’s almost as though they are trying to tell us “don’t worry, you’re baby is done baking now but like a Thanksgiving Turkey, we want it to get all fat and juicy”.

Please don’t let anyone eat my baby.

So yesterday we had another doc appt. Can I just take this moment to tell you about how much I LOVE our midwives and the practice? Seriously, I love them. They are so informative but not in the crazy, irrational, Lara way of things. That’s a big help, believe me. We went through and discussed a birthing plan and meds and all that and she even humored me when I asked if sneezing too much would result in my baby falling out. (She said no, btw. Apparently it takes a lot more than sneezing to pop this kid out. Good to know)

We went on the discussing the fetal echo. We discussed it at a previous appt but E wasn’t able to be there so we went over it yesterday, as well, since he could make it. Bottom line: Heart Looks Good! There is an area where they are *slightly* concerned that some valves might be growing too close together but as long as there is space between them, we’re ok.

They completely ruled out Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome, or commonly known as HLHS (some have even called it Triplasty Heart Syndrome). This is a HUGE relief as this is fatal.

I’m still measuring slightly big so the midwives have been saying they want me to go try to go at least 36 weeks but they’ll settle for 32, but ONLY if they have to. I’m ok with that. It scares me that I could have an Aug baby since she’d be wicked early but hey, we’ll see what she has planned.

The blood pressure — that’s becoming my nemesis. It was a smidge lower (and by smidge, I mean a few points) but she still recommended I stay on 1/2 days. If my PCP (military doc) concurred, I’ll have another two weeks of 5-6 hour 4 hour days. Hopefully my command will be ok with that (they don’t have too much of a choice).

Other than that, there isn’t too much else going on. We did go camping this past weekend so there will be pictures to follow in the post tomorrow

Pardon Us while we FREAK OUT

Pardon the Tattoos

So umm, yea. We only have 99 days until this little lady is due. We’re praying we make it 99 more days. There’s a good possibility that we really only have 45-50 days left until we become parents. I know that my OB is wanting us to get to 32 weeks. I’m hoping for 36 weeks but really, it all depends on what this fiesty little girl’s plans are.

There were three main things I was worried about when we found out that we were pregnant. I worried that we’d be so entirely unprepared that this baby would be nekkid, hungry, and sleeping on the floor.

Thank You 8lb Baby Jesus, two of the three have been resolved. We have been very blessed that our family and friends love shopping in the baby department, seeking out the perfect little dress or the phrase “MY AUNT LOVES ME” on anything you can find LOL. We also have her bedding in our dining room and the crib and furniture will be delivered tonight, courtesy of E and Dad C’s moving company (themselves).

Now we just have to feed her and since I’m told infants don’t dig cheeseballs, I’m assuming I need to find an alternative. (Seriously, why won’t infants eat cheeseballs? who doesn’t love cheeseballs?)

After the doctor’s on Monday, we were sufficiently scared enough, I went back to visit my PCP for a Duty Status and he did his own panels. While my BP was down to “normal” range for me (which is usually very low), there was still protein present. He concurred with my OB and I’m now working 4 hour work days and home for the rest of the day. I’m not sure I’m loving this arrangement, as I have a TON to get done between now and Aug when I potentially go out on maternity leave, but if it’s safest for the babygal, I’m down.

I also realized yesterday that this baby has some mighty strong opinions of her own. I was getting my inner Carrie Underwood on in the car and my stomach was thumping like she was having her own rock concert in there. Either she loves it or hates it but either way, homegirl needs to get on board because Mama needs her jam out sessions.

Maury comes on at 9, Let’s Make A Deal is at 10, and The Price Is Right is at 11. All of these are watched at work (I really do actually work, we can stream through our computers and it makes the day go by) but I’m not positive of what is on in the afternoon. If you hear me screaming or I call you at work, you know there is nothing on day-time TV and I’m bored. Lord help us all…

Fetal Echo and my 25 Week Appt

Last monday, we went to the doctors for a Fetal Echo. This is essentially an ultrasound of the baby’s heart. I wasn’t fully aware, going into this pregnancy, that this could be one of the complications because I didn’t know the extent of my family history.

When my Sibling was pregnant with my nephew, he was diagnosed with Aoritc Stenosis and a heart murmur. She was monitored and T was born on schedule. He’s been watched and is seeing some of the best doctors in the country. We didn’t know, at the time of his diagnosis, that our Great-Aunt (on our mother’s side) had this issue and had had a valve replacement. We also didn’t know that this was the issue that lead to the death of our Uncle (on our father’s side). The Sibling and I have both had echo’s done and neither of us have been diagnosed with this disease.

Problem is, it looks as though it skipped our generation. T has it and now our Baby Girl is being monitored for it. We met with a neonatalogist at our appt, who did the Fetal Echo and while she said everything looks ok, there is a spot that she wants to watch. We’ll go back at our 35 week marker and have another echo done on her heart to try and tell the difference between her ventricles growing close together or if they are fusing together, thus weakening the valve.

As if this had thrown us for a loop enough, I went to my 25-week check up yesterday and the midwife found that my blood pressure was extremely high and there are traces of protein in my urine. These are signs that Preeclampsia is developing. After a battle with the midwife, we agreed that she was recommending I go on a half-day work schedule and then a modifiied bed rest. Obviously this isn’t the outcome we were expecting but neither E, nor I work in the most stress-free environments.

We’re hoping for at least another 7 weeks of keeping this little lady safe, warm, and baking so if you could say a little prayer for the three of us, we’d very much appreciate it

25 Weeks

24 Weeks and I look like I swallowed a basketball. Orange isn’t my best color, huh? LOL

In between Weeks 24 and 25, we joined S-I-L, E’s sibling and the fam for a cook out at their casa and let me tell you, this Prego-Chick was in FatGirlHEAVEN! E’s sibling is not only a hell of a cook but Mom C made cookies and we all got a chance to snuggle with this little cutie:

Our nephew, C, being all cuddly and snuggly. Even Uncle E held him!!
 June 4th, we had our wedding reception party which was an absolute blast. We have been blessed with some fantastic family and friends and we were reminded of these friends after we were visited by some gorgeous ladies that traveled from a great distance to see us!
(from L to R: Me, Nancy with Baby Jane, Lyds, Erin, Erika with Baby Zane, Kristan, and Baby Teague. Teague is also my future son-in-law so E made sure to spend time with him)
Our Hometown Girls: Jenn, Me, Trish, and my Sibling (with T)
 25 Weeks and the belly continues to grow. This week we have actually seen the belly moving, which is a little creepy, I’m not going to lie. She’s a fiesty, little broad too. Whenever E is talking to me, she started kicking me like crazy. She’s a total Daddy’s girl already!! I’m just growing her, she’s waiting to bust out to go to Daddy, I’m telling you.
Mom C and S-I-L also threw us a surprise baby shower this past weekend! It was an absolute blast. We got a TON of clothes, a stroller, and some crib accessories. Most of all, it was nice to sit and talk with family and friends that came to celebrate with us.
Me and my Sister-In-Law
S-I-L and my Sibling


My (older) Sibling

(Note: you will notice there are no pictures of E and I. I promise you, he was there at both parties, we just weren’t in the same place at the same time, long enough to take a picture together LMAO)

Happy 24 Weeks

I don’t have a picture yet, that will come later today/tonight.

I’m not entirely positive what the hell that thing is in the Baby Cooper ticker. If it scares you almost as much as it scares me, I think I’ll change it.

From FertilityFriend.com:
Your baby now weighs around 1.5 lbs (700g), and measures about 8.8 inches (22cm) from crown to rump, but this varies from baby to baby.

Your doctor should be able to hear your baby’s heartbeat, using a stethoscope or Doppler ultrasound device. If your partner puts his ear right on your belly in the right position, he might even be able to hear it unaided if there is no background noise.

Your baby sleeps and wakes in a more regular pattern now. You may notice that your baby is particularly active when you are resting.

The center of your baby’s bones are beginning to harden.

If your baby is a boy, the peanuts will start to descend into the scrotum now. If your baby is a girl, the vajayjay will begin to hollow out and mature now.

Your baby can make a fist now and may already have a preference for the right or left hand.

With modern medical technology, your baby would have a chance to survive if it were born now.

(I realize some of this may not be politically (or anatomically correct), however, I simply can’t say vagina without giggling like a 12 yr old school boy. Go ahead and judge me. I’m ok with it)

I’m definitely beginning to feel the added weight that this little lady brings. Totally not a bad thing at all, but it’s getting harder to get more comfortable at night and stay that way. Poor E gets woken up at least twice a night (what am I saying, Poor E my behind! He steals my body pillow!)

We’re extremely relieved to see the last part of this paragraph about the baby having a chance to survive if born now. We aren’t anticipating an early delivery by any means, however, we do go for a Fetal Echo next monday. Due to some family history with heart issues, we want to make sure her ticker is working a-ok.

Saturday is the party and we’re SO super excited (ok, those are my words b/c those of you who know E, know he would NEVER, in a million years so he was so super excited about anything) to see everyone! Party starts at 1, along with food!


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