Showing posts with label baby belly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baby belly. Show all posts

Saturday, August 29, 2015

Number 2

Today, I am 22 weeks. This pregnancy has been flying by, as my body grows in all its familiar places. 


With my first, everything was new and exciting. Time seemed to freeze at each small milestone. I changed from a woman into a mother. It was a special moment, experiencing so many new things with a growing Leon over those 9 months. 


But, there is also something special to be said about the second time. With this baby, there is a familiarity that I couldn't have with Leon. I rang in the 2nd trimester with leg cramps I knew all too well. My morning sickness cut out at the expected 10 weeks. I recognized without a doubt the popcorn butterflies of those first little kicks.  I find some comfort knowing my body can stretch even more without breaking and that a part of the fridge should be reserved solely for Lunchables Pizzas.


It is not to say that this time is without differences.  My baby belly arrived sooner, to include an outie belly button making its debut at the end of 1st trimester.  I am pleased to learn that my stomach can tolerate salads and the smell of Tony's morning coffee this time. I have learned balancing pregnancy with a 2-year-old is not for the faint of heart; an active little boy (and his fur-partner-in-crime) won't slow down for a tired mommy. 


This child will not have the same opportunities for "firsts" as Leon has had. But, that too will be beautiful. There will be space for sharing and learning in a less rocky sea because of those completed firsts. I look forward to welcoming the "seconds!"


Tuesday, April 23, 2013

38 Weeks

Our Baby Bean arrived the day that I anticipated releasing this post.  Even though it is a bit late, I would like to share my final post of my pregnancy experience:


Within the next couple of weeks, Tony and I will have a baby.  We will be parents.  We will no longer be a family of two (not counting Butters, of course)… but a family of three.  There will be a little person, kind of like each of us but still all his own.  We wonder what it will feel like to see him the first time and hold him in our arms.  I just keep saying it over and over to myself… in 2 weeks I will be a mom.  Here are the highlights of my (likely) last post before the arrival of (BIG) Baby Bean!

The Baby Belly:

Based on the size of my belly, I am feeling just about at the bursting point!  Given that my mom gave birth to each of my sisters right around our due dates, I am fully expecting to be pregnant for another LONG 2 weeks.  By Week 40, I am pretty sure that I will be giving birth to a 10-pound monstrous Bean!  



My belly button continues to be holding strong as a no-ey.  I think it is safe to say at this point that an outey is no longer in the picture




A pain in the… Hip?

All in all, I have been pretty blessed with a smooth and fairly painless 3rd trimester.  I have not suffered from the burning acid reflux or the pounding headaches that can plague some ladies.  My feet and face haven’t swollen too much.  Braxton Hicks contractions have been kind to me.  However, the beginning of my third trimester graced me with one particularly painful experience.  Around my 31st week of pregnancy, I could not go to bed without having terrible lower back pain.  The only comfortable position seemed to be laying on my back… conveniently a no-no by that stage.  Regardless of which side I laid on, I could not find a comfortable position.  After keeping Tony up a few nights with my side-to-side aerobics, I took a trip to the physical therapist.  To my surprise, my back pain was in fact hip pain… sacroiliac (SI) joint pain.  I tried all sorts of contraptions to help with my SI pain… I started with a belt that didn’t do much except press on my bladder.  I tried out a Belly Band to adjust the placement of Baby Bean’s weight… other than giving the impression of a comically unattractive set of suspender lingerie, this did not do the trick either.  In the end, what worked best for me was some creative placement of pillows (in virtually every location surrounding my body) and a few daily exercises.    At this stage of my pregnancy, I can say that I have successfully conquered at least one of the beasts of pregnancy!

Baby Shopping 101

At the beginning of my second trimester, Tony and I attempted to start the baby shopping game.  I was barely showing then, and we felt awkward and out of place wandering the aisles of Babies “R” Us and other baby merchandise venues.  Most of the women looked like they were about to pop, while I looked like I had just eaten a bit too much dinner.  We decided to hold off a bit on shopping for The Bean.

Coming back in the 3rd trimester, we felt a lot more comfortable with the baby shopping game.  It probably helped that I was already 35 weeks pregnant, and we realized we were kind of on a time crunch.  In our second shopping experience, we made a few discoveries:

(1) If you aren’t sure about which products you need, find the nearest mom lugging around 3 or 4 kids and you will get a solid answer
(2) There is an easy way to pick a car seat… choose the one that your husband is able to latch and unlatch on the first try
(3) Strollers are a lot bigger than when we were kids
(4) Clearly, you can’t have enough burp cloths… why else would there need to be an entire aisle devoted to them

After hearing our wallets groan a bit following our trip to Babies "R" Us, we looked for other baby shopping alternatives.  One of the baby stores in San Antonio, "Once Upon a Child," sells tons of lightly used baby/kid items... in particular baby clothes!  We managed to walk out of the store with 30 outfits, a boppy pillow, and 4 pairs of new shoes for $75.  What a steal!

Long-Distance Shower

My mother-in-law and mom did an amazing job putting on a baby shower at home, including Tony and my closest friends and family.  


I was sad that I didn’t get to be there in person, but vicariously enjoyed the event through photos and phone calls.  Everyone had a chance to play some fun games and have a reason to come together.  I look forward so much to seeing everyone when Tony, Bean, and I come to visit… hopefully sometime soon!
















Nesting:

Since Tony and I will be moving in about a month, we decided to hold off on an official nursery for Baby Bean until we get to our new home. However, Tony and I still got the nesting bug, as we prepared this weekend for the arrival of our little guy. As he would have spent most of his first weeks to months in our room anyways, it made sense to convert part of out master bedroom into temporary nursery space.  


We prepared the side bedroom for visiting guests.  


We had fun setting up the special items from friends and family.  



Butters watched over the whole process.  


He seemed to particularly approve of the baby bassinet 





Birthing Stone:

One of the special packages that arrived in the mail a couple weeks ago came from my Dad.  This unique gift is a "Birthing Stone."  The premise of this item is, the stone comes from the location of your home. By placing the stone under your bed, you can ensure that your child will be born on the soil of your birthplace as well.  This gift will be passed on to my sisters when they have their children as well.  Only one problem with the Birthing Stone... it weighs a ton... likely more than any baby a human would be capable of delivering.



Insomnia:

One of my biggest concerns heading into pregnancy: how am I going to handle all those sleepless nights?  Tony and I both have always been the kind of people who really need our sleep.  We are hoping our child will take after both of us in this way!  However, this last trimester we both got a little bit of training in the poor sleep department.  Our little fur baby, Butters, has been pretty sick since he was diagnosed with a rare autoimmune disease.  He has been on some hefty doses of chemotherapy and immunosuppressant therapies.  As a result, we have gotten an early introduction to the poor sleep that can come with parenthood… we just hope Butters will start feeling better soon so that we don’t have two little boys keeping us up at night!

Birth Plan:

One of the big goals for this month has included forming a birth plan.  At the beginning of this trimester, my OB-GYN reminded me that it would be a good idea to start putting that together.  In medical school, I had a chance to witness first-hand some pretty interesting birth plans play out.  A few patients opted for water-births, which involved giving birth in the equivalent to a kiddie pool.  That seemed like a great idea, but I quickly realized it was not for me as the doula tried to fish the baby out of the blood and feces covered water.  For my birth plan, I decided to keep it simple.

(1) Yes to the epidural!  After seeing enough ladies change their minds mid-labor to get the epidural, I have no shame in saying straight from the start: give me the epidural! Many moms opted for totally natural births, something I give any woman huge kudos for.  But, I realized in my experience that a good chunk of those women changed their minds mid-way, deciding the epidural is the way to go after all.

(2) Avoid the c-section.  I will stand on my head,  massage my belly, crank up the pitocin… do whatever it takes to try and avoid the c-section.  I will not be one of the women looking for that elective c-section.  On some birth plans, you can ask to have the curtain dropped a bit to watch your baby be delivered by c-section.  After being on the other side of that curtain enough times, I can say: trust me ladies, you don’t want to know what is on the other side of that pretty blue sheet.  If it comes to it, of course I will do what I need to in order to keep my baby safe.  But, it certainly will be an end-game.

Labor Pains:

For better or worse, the actual delivery has been something that I have put off thinking about.  Many ladies do birthing classes, in preparation for the real thing.  Even contemplating practicing labor is enough to bring on contractions!  Tony and I have decided to just wing it… we will see how that goes

Working Mama:

In order to maximize my maternity leave, I have been continuing to work at the hospital.  My goal is to keep working up until .  At this stage of pregnancy, pretty much everyone you meet asks, “When are you due?”  Now that I am so close to delivery, the reactions are pretty comical when I tell them, “just 2 weeks left.” This usually elicits one of 2 responses: (1) Let me get that door for you or (2) You are crazy

Working as a psychiatry resident, being visibly pregnant can be either a huge advantage or disadvantage.  Many of the patients feel an alliance with you in this setting, getting them talking about their kids and families.  For some others, being pregnant was less than helpful in the therapeutic environment.  One individual developed the delusion that I had stolen her baby.  Needless to stay, it is good that I have remained so agile despite my monstrous size 

Baby Movements:

One of the things I will miss the most following my delivery: those gentle summersaults and fluttering hiccups.  Since my belly has dropped, Baby Bean's kicks no longer reach my ribcage and offer a sense of comfort.  I love how he will respond to the gentle pushes I will give him, as I encourage him to change positions or ensure that he is doing well.  At this point, I can distinctly tell where his tiny bottom, growing feet, and little fingers lie.  


Butters has greatly enjoyed using my belly as a nice headrest.  He hasn't seemed to mind the occasional kicks that Baby Bean offers.



I have greatly enjoyed chronicling my pregnancy over the last 9 months through this blog.  I look forward to soon entering a new stage in this journey, as Tony and I anxiously await the arrival of our Baby Bean!




Sunday, January 27, 2013

27 Weeks


January has been a difficult time for my family and I.  My granddad passed away earlier this month, following a long battle with congestive heart failure.  Being pregnant during this period made it even more difficult to stomach.  It makes me tear up knowing that Granddad will never have a chance to hold his great-grandson.  He would have loved to have taken him to the park, ridden with him on the carousels, and shared ice cream cones.  However, I am thankful that he and I had the opportunity to make these memories.  Those are the moments I want my son to someday know… through the love that I share with him and the stories I will tell.  As I head into the final weeks of my pregnancy, I see all the more that to every beginning there comes an end.  But, it is the moments that fall in between that really make life worth living. 

Here are some of the highlights from the last 7 weeks:    


Early Morning Wake-Up Call
Around 25 weeks, I was greeted by a new gift courtesy of pregnancy… The Calf Cramp.  I remember initially reading about this common condition on Babycenter during my first trimester.  At the time, it seemed ridiculous to me that an entire page needed to be devoted to such a miniscule muscle ache.  That was until I experienced one for myself.  In the middle of a deep slumber, the most tear-jerking, pulsating, searing calf pain awaked me.  I tried to massage, pinch, tap, and flex my calf… nothing seemed to help.  Finally, after just the right amount of wiggling my toes, it let up a little bit.  I proceeded to limp around at work for the next several days, enduring the after effects of this “minor” ache… just in time to have my right leg greeted by the same ailment.  I have had several more bouts of the leg cramps since then, but now have gotten down the art to just the right mixture of massaging and toe-wiggling to keep them at bay.

The Bump!
The belly bump continues to grow… and my lower back is really starting to feel it!  I finally have my bellyband ordered and am hopeful that it will help to keep some of the pain at bay.


Ultrasound
In December, Tony and I had another go at finishing up our 2nd trimester screening.  Baby Bean ended up cooperating a bit better, and the tech was able to get all of the anatomy shots that she needed.  But, he continued his streak of being camera shy… this time he had his little hands all over his face, and we weren’t able to get any really good pictures for the scrapbook.  I am pretty sure I saw his little middle finger go up in the process, as the tech tried her best to leave us with a good memento.  For now, this one picture will have to suffice until the 3rd trimester ultrasound... which, with Bean's track record, likely will go similarly.


Belly Button
It’s official… the belly button has popped!  Not in the complete-outy sense… it seems more appropriate to say that I now have a mini-outy.    


Getting Creative
With the exponential rate at which my belly is growing, Butters’ favorite sleeping spot (my lap) is quickly shrinking.  He has taken to finding creative ways to still comfortably keep his spot.  These have become his new favorite resting positions.  The Belly Nook... consisting of him laying his head in the crack between my arm and belly…


…and the Leg Hammock… self-explanatory


The Name!
After much deliberation, Tony and I FINALLY found one name that we agree on… which will likely remain a secret until The Bean arrives.  Given the (unreasonable) amount of time that went into this decision, we hope to limit any opportunities for us to change our minds. 

Realities of Having a Baby:
In 10th grade, a major focus of health class centered on teaching horny teenagers that having a baby is a terrible idea.  It just so happened that my county had one of the highest rates of teen pregnancy in the state.  So, there was a great deal of funding invested into preventing this pattern from continuing.  My class was one of the first to pioneer Baby-Think-It-Over… consisting of taking home plastic babies with internal crying voice boxes, which you control with the turn of a plastic key to the back.  Each student had to spend a weekend lugging these creepy plastic dolls around.  I can’t really say that this project changed my mind about having kids as a teen, which already seemed like a bad idea to me.  But, it certainly earned me a lot of strange looks in the store… I’d like to think, however, this was more due to wondering why a 15-year-old would still be lugging around her doll.  The developers were certainly a creative bunch… they wanted to cover multiple “teen pregnancy scenarios.”  There was even a “crack baby” available to one unlucky student.  This doll happened to be a bit smaller than the rest but made up for size with persistence of crying.  I felt especially terrible for the students whom got tricked into taking that one home.

Part of the project included cataloging and adding up the expected baby expenses.  I remember turning in a neatly written list of what I considered the essentials: trendy baby carrier, playpen, a few cute outfits.  I can say that now I am starting to see that my teenage mind clearly underestimated the cost of a new baby.  As I have been putting together my baby shower registry, the expenses have been mind-boggling.  Tony and I have decided to really attempt to break it down into what we will really need.  Blogs written by more experienced parents have helped shed light on this. As much as I would like a diaper genie, I have decided that a heavy-duty garbage can for half the price will probably work well.  And, that baby video monitoring system seems like a nice perk, but my wallet suggests that I hold off on that as well.  All I can say is… I’m happy I am not having twins! 

Cocoa Butter:
As a kid, my mom used to keep a huge bottle of cocoa butter, or the “stinky lotion” as my sisters and I called it, in the bathroom cupboard. Pregnancy was the only time that she used it.  She swears that it is the reason she escaped 3 pregnancies in her 30’s without a single stretch mark.  I HATE the smell of that lotion.  However, over the last few weeks I have broken down and started the cocoa butter routine.  Surprisingly, I have found that you can get used to the slightly off-putting smell (although I am not so sure that Tony agrees).   And, although I am not 100% convinced that it will be the determining factor in whether or not I get stretch marks, I can say that it does leave my skin super soft.

Maternity photos
Last, but not least, Tony and I finally worked out some maternity photos.  We enjoyed a little photo shoot in our backyard.  With the “cold front” (50-degrees) having moved on, we enjoyed the gorgeous 80-degree weather.  Of course I am a bit biased, but I think my husband did a pretty fantastic job with the shots!