39 Weeks

If you look at the little ticker on the right of this blog post, it will tell you that I'm 39 weeks pregnant and that I have 7 days to go. I have to be honest- I didn't think I'd be here. My water broke with Kiran 13 days before my due date so I just assumed that this one would come early too. (Technically she has 6 more days to be early.) I spent two weeks in major pain from the nerve and anxiously wanting her to come. Now I told her she missed her chance and she has to hold out until at least Thursday so we can get through all the visitation/funeral happenings. And I'm totally ok. In fact, I think I'll be ok even if I go overdue. I feel pretty good- a little swelling but that's about it. And its so nice to not be thinking about going into labor all the time. I'm pretty convinced that this baby isn't showing up anytime soon. Maybe I'll actually finish her room before she gets here.....eh doubtful.

Mom Fitz

Mom Fitz passed away yesterday late afternoon. Uncle Tim was with her. Visitation is going to be Tuesday night and services Wednesday afternoon.

Kiran meeting Mom Fitz for the first time last June

My Stressful Hour

I had my 38.5 week dr appt yesterday. The first thing the nurse does is weigh you and check your blood pressure. I had a nurse I had never seen before and she had a weird look on her face when she took my blood pressure. I asked her what it was this time and she said 158/80something. I said really? Because its always been around 110/70. I sat and breathed slowly and she took it again: 110/72. Much better.

Then the same nurse couldn't find the heartbeat. Now baby girl had been moving just minutes before but its still unnerving when they can't find the heartbeat. My dr came in and felt my belly for the positioning of the baby and had the girl put the doppler in a certain spot. No heartbeat. Finally they found it way up high on my belly.

Then well I carry my babies high. So high that the dr can't really tell anything- including if the baby was head down. So he sent me for an ultrasound right away b/c if she had flipped breech we would have had to "make plans" immediately (meaning schedule a c section most likely).

While waiting for the ultrasound, I talked to my sister who told me Hospice had called my parents to tell them my grandmother (Mom Fitz) had taken a turn for the worse and they needed to come immedaitely. Whew. I was starting to get emotionally overwhemed at this point.

Thankfully the ultrasound showed baby girl head down and ready just really high up. And the heart was hiding behind my belly button so it was hard to catch. Actually everything looks great and healthy and it looks like I may be pregnant for a few more months because there are no signs that this baby is coming any time soon. Actually, I didn't have any signs that labor was coming with Kiran either so who knows?

As of today, Mom Fitz has stabilized again (amazingly) but it won't be long now. I have felt better today than I have in a few weeks. It seems that Baby Girl had managed to squeeze a nerve that made the inside of my legs feel like they were on fire for about two weeks. I literally couldn't sit or stand still. I could walk or lay down. But she's moved off it and now I'm just uncomfortable due to swelling. But I will absolutely take that compared to the nerve pain.

Oh the irony

Today I used a gift certificate for a pedicure that I had been saving for the "right" time. I figure if I've lost my ankles and my toes look like little sausages then at least my toenails can look good. The Vietnamese (yes I asked) owned place was really busy and all the chairs were full for the spa pedicures. The TV was set on Rachel Ray and about 15 minutes into the program, she launches into a 20 minute segment on the dangers of nail salons and how they don't sterilize equipment properly, etc. All of us sitting in the chairs start snickering at the irony of watching this segment while in the Asian nail salon. Then the man who runs the shop throws his hands up in the air and says "What is she doing? This is Rachel Ray. She is supposed to talk about food- not nail salons!" I don't think it hurt his business today.

Airplane Tips Part 2

Lauren asked for some tips for flying with babies. I pretty much gave all my advice the first time around and have only flown once since then and that was with a toddler not a baby. I think flying with a baby is so much easier than flying by myself 6 months pregnant with an 18 month old. Anyhow, I know that since then many of you have flown or have flown more with your babies. I want you to share your best flying with babies advice with Lauren. I think her son is 6-7-8 months old. Thanks!

India

This video was taken over two months ago. Every time J & I would talk about India- this is what Kiran would say. I put up three other videos that were outtakes from trying to get India. If you just want to hear her say India, watch the first one. None of them are more than 7 seconds. The last one is my favorite because you get to hear her constipated pig noise as well.

Whale

For all of you that don't speak Southern, that's W-H-A-L-E. Way-ool.

Did I ever post the video of her talking about India?