I use the term little very lightly. The Dr had requested yet another U/S(ultrasound), to narrow down Mason's EDD(estimated delivery date). I've been saying all along that the EDD was off by about 2 weeks, but do the Dr's listen to the mother? Nooo...
At our last appointment, my belly measured 5 weeks ahead, so that caused some concern for the Dr. The U/S yesterday proved me RIGHT! The tech confirmed that he's measuring to be due on or around February 8th, about 2 weeks ahead of our current EDD.
Not only that, but he's sizing up to be quite a big little guy. At our first U/S the tech warned me that he could be a 9-10 lb baby at birth. The tech yesterday confirmed my fears as a first time mother, and again warned us that Mason could weigh in over 8, but closer to 10lbs. She assured us that everything looked healthy and right on track, so there shouldn't be any cause to be concerned for his health. We got to see an awesome view of his spine, and as he's prone to be, he heard us talking about him, got shy and flipped over. We got a couple more face shots, one profile and one almost head on. After looking at them closer, I've come to the determination that he may have been sucking on the heel of this hand because the area around his lips looked really blurry and boney.
The absent mindedness is getting the better of me. Today on my lunch break, I locked my keys, purse and cell phone in the car while pumping gas. Fortunately, I had cracked the windows just enough to fit my tiny hand through to flip the auto-lock switch and was able to open the door with minor incident. You see, I got so excited that I wasn't stranded at the AM/PM, that I rushed to grab the door handle to open the car up. In doing so, I smashed my thumb into the handle and bent my nail backwards. This resulted in an immediate bruise and is now making typing this much more difficult. So, for now, my thumb, Mason & I bid you adieu.
11.15.2006
11.13.2006
Movin' on Up... to the North side... to a de-lux...
The Mr. & Mrs. have spent their first night in their very own home!
Of course it was a night of restless sleep getting used to the new room arrangement, and running over the mile long list of things yet to do to make the house ready for Mason, but we're officially in.
We could not have done it without our terrific moving crew. Thank you so much guys, not only for the use of your trucks, but for the sweat labor on a gloomy, post rain Saturday! We were definitely afraid that the weather was going to ruin our plans of moving in furniture, but the clouds broke sooner than expected and the afternoon was gloomy, but thankfully dry. All of our large pieces are now in the house and it feels much more like a home.
Next on the list of immediate things to do. Clear out the Petaluma house and get it cleaned for the next tenants. I have to admit, for as much trouble and little things wrong with that house, I'm sad to be leaving it. It's the first home the Mr. & I lived in together. It's where we came home to as newlyweds. It's the home where we found out we were expecting Mason's arrival. So many blissful memories happened in that house. Fortunately, we can take the memories with us, and begin many more new ones for our future.
*~* Mason Update *~*
We had a routine exam on Friday, accompanied by a blood draw for the glucose screen. Nana Christina came along and it was a bittersweet experience. Mason has never liked the hand-held Doppler monitor(it's a little mic & speaker device that amplifies the baby's heartbeat, much easier to use than the old stethoscope). He always tries to worm away from the intruding mic that's placed on my belly and will even kick at it to make it go away. Well, as always, the Dr. found his strong little heartbeat right away, and as always, he tried to squirm away(indicated by some muffling). Nana's face was lit up with joy as the little guys heart pumped away, and just as the Dr. turned to ask Nana a question, Mason kicked the mic. It was square on target too, (a huge Thud on the mic)! Nana said she saw the mic jump off of my belly and the Dr. then decided to let Mason be.
Then it was time for my belly to be measured. As I've been trying to tell the Dr. at every visit, I think my due date is about 2 weeks too late. We've done numerous measurements and ultrasounds, and although Mason is measuring on the large side, he's been within "range". Well the Dr. seemed a little surprised when my belly measured about 5 weeks larger than it should be. Yes, sir. You heard me right. 5 weeks! To rule out any complications, and to be sure that Mason is developing normally, the Dr. has requested yet another ultrasound. Better to be safe than sorry. I have a feeling that the little guy is actually 2 weeks further along than they've been thinking and that he's a bit on the large side.
I won't get the results for the glucose screen probably until my next routine visit, in 4 weeks. I can't believe that I have less than 100 days left in this pregnancy. Amazing how time flies. P.S. Remind me I said that when I get down the last few weeks and am complaining about how time doesn't move fast enough. :)
Of course it was a night of restless sleep getting used to the new room arrangement, and running over the mile long list of things yet to do to make the house ready for Mason, but we're officially in.
We could not have done it without our terrific moving crew. Thank you so much guys, not only for the use of your trucks, but for the sweat labor on a gloomy, post rain Saturday! We were definitely afraid that the weather was going to ruin our plans of moving in furniture, but the clouds broke sooner than expected and the afternoon was gloomy, but thankfully dry. All of our large pieces are now in the house and it feels much more like a home.
Next on the list of immediate things to do. Clear out the Petaluma house and get it cleaned for the next tenants. I have to admit, for as much trouble and little things wrong with that house, I'm sad to be leaving it. It's the first home the Mr. & I lived in together. It's where we came home to as newlyweds. It's the home where we found out we were expecting Mason's arrival. So many blissful memories happened in that house. Fortunately, we can take the memories with us, and begin many more new ones for our future.
*~* Mason Update *~*
We had a routine exam on Friday, accompanied by a blood draw for the glucose screen. Nana Christina came along and it was a bittersweet experience. Mason has never liked the hand-held Doppler monitor(it's a little mic & speaker device that amplifies the baby's heartbeat, much easier to use than the old stethoscope). He always tries to worm away from the intruding mic that's placed on my belly and will even kick at it to make it go away. Well, as always, the Dr. found his strong little heartbeat right away, and as always, he tried to squirm away(indicated by some muffling). Nana's face was lit up with joy as the little guys heart pumped away, and just as the Dr. turned to ask Nana a question, Mason kicked the mic. It was square on target too, (a huge Thud on the mic)! Nana said she saw the mic jump off of my belly and the Dr. then decided to let Mason be.
Then it was time for my belly to be measured. As I've been trying to tell the Dr. at every visit, I think my due date is about 2 weeks too late. We've done numerous measurements and ultrasounds, and although Mason is measuring on the large side, he's been within "range". Well the Dr. seemed a little surprised when my belly measured about 5 weeks larger than it should be. Yes, sir. You heard me right. 5 weeks! To rule out any complications, and to be sure that Mason is developing normally, the Dr. has requested yet another ultrasound. Better to be safe than sorry. I have a feeling that the little guy is actually 2 weeks further along than they've been thinking and that he's a bit on the large side.
I won't get the results for the glucose screen probably until my next routine visit, in 4 weeks. I can't believe that I have less than 100 days left in this pregnancy. Amazing how time flies. P.S. Remind me I said that when I get down the last few weeks and am complaining about how time doesn't move fast enough. :)
11.06.2006
Weekly Update
I'm physically and mentally exhausted, so no pun-ny title today.
Mr & I have been working almost every day after work for at least 2-3 hrs and full days on the weekends to knock everything on our "To Do" list out.
Our goal was to have all the ceilings and walls which reside over carpet, painted before the carpets get cleaned. Much to our amazement, we've reached that goal. Well, sort of. All of the ceilings and walls over carpet have been rolled, and the majority of it all cut in around the trim at least as far as I can reach. Being pregnant, a ladder isn't very appealing, so Mr. is relegated to tackling all those high spots. Let me tell you, vaulted cottage cheese ceilings are no easy task to roll, let alone cut in the trim. Mr. is such a trooper and doing so much. I'm sure he would say the same about me, and we could go back and forth all day.
Mr's Dad and brother came out on Sunday to help finish off the drywall in the garage, as well as our Best Man to tackle some electrical work. We admit that none of this is a requirement, but will make life so much easier for us both if it's done right the first time, and before the garage is taken over by car stuff.
Mr also cut down some unsightly bushes/trees around the garage and it's amazing how much cleaner the front of the house looks now. Good job honey!
***MASON UPDATE***
The little guy is getting bigger and has discovered that if he kicks Mommy in the back, she jumps and groans a little. Pretty funny looking for a stranger, and I imagine for some of those that know me, but not so funny for me. Very uncomfortable.
He got a case of the hiccups last week and it was entertaining to see my belly jump in a rythmic fashion. As far as I can tell from the kicks and light punches, he's still upsidedown, ass over tea kettle, and is occassionally mooning the general public.
As of today we've got 106 days until I reach 40 weeks gestation. When you put it in days, it doesn't seem that far away. In terms of months, Feburary is still so far off. I imagine that once he makes his grande entrance that time won't ever stand still and I'll be wishing for a moment when I could feel him kicking my back. :)
Oh, there he is now. Did you have a nice nap Mason? Or are you just reminding me to get back to work.
We love you all and once the dust settles at the new house we'll host some tours.
Mr & I have been working almost every day after work for at least 2-3 hrs and full days on the weekends to knock everything on our "To Do" list out.
Our goal was to have all the ceilings and walls which reside over carpet, painted before the carpets get cleaned. Much to our amazement, we've reached that goal. Well, sort of. All of the ceilings and walls over carpet have been rolled, and the majority of it all cut in around the trim at least as far as I can reach. Being pregnant, a ladder isn't very appealing, so Mr. is relegated to tackling all those high spots. Let me tell you, vaulted cottage cheese ceilings are no easy task to roll, let alone cut in the trim. Mr. is such a trooper and doing so much. I'm sure he would say the same about me, and we could go back and forth all day.
Mr's Dad and brother came out on Sunday to help finish off the drywall in the garage, as well as our Best Man to tackle some electrical work. We admit that none of this is a requirement, but will make life so much easier for us both if it's done right the first time, and before the garage is taken over by car stuff.
Mr also cut down some unsightly bushes/trees around the garage and it's amazing how much cleaner the front of the house looks now. Good job honey!
***MASON UPDATE***
The little guy is getting bigger and has discovered that if he kicks Mommy in the back, she jumps and groans a little. Pretty funny looking for a stranger, and I imagine for some of those that know me, but not so funny for me. Very uncomfortable.
He got a case of the hiccups last week and it was entertaining to see my belly jump in a rythmic fashion. As far as I can tell from the kicks and light punches, he's still upsidedown, ass over tea kettle, and is occassionally mooning the general public.
As of today we've got 106 days until I reach 40 weeks gestation. When you put it in days, it doesn't seem that far away. In terms of months, Feburary is still so far off. I imagine that once he makes his grande entrance that time won't ever stand still and I'll be wishing for a moment when I could feel him kicking my back. :)
Oh, there he is now. Did you have a nice nap Mason? Or are you just reminding me to get back to work.
We love you all and once the dust settles at the new house we'll host some tours.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)