Hospital Visit #2...In A Week!

I didn't mention last time, but we ended up having to go to the hospital because my contractions were getting so severe and we were able to time them. The night before last, it happened again. I had no idea what to do and Michael was out of town. Needless to say, I was freaking out a little. Thank goodness I have such an amazing friend, Candice, that came to the rescue to take me to the hospital. (At like 1 a.m. Sorry!) While she was on her way, I standing here just staring at an empty bag, trying to figure out if I should pack one or not. (This time the contractions were every 2 minutes and coming on strong!) Then I forgot what I was doing and almost forgot the bag. Even though Michael was nervous last time, I didn't notice much because he was busy getting everything ready. I had accidentally called my sister, Rachel, and woke her up. I had to ask her probably twice what the heck I was doing and she had to remind me to put clothes in the bag. Haha. She was telling me to keep calm and breathe. I think I was actually holding my breath a couple of times!

After getting to the hospital, again, (I'm going to be on a first name basis with these people before it's all over with) it wasn't false labor. I was being treated for preterm labor but they were trying to stop it since I was only 33 1/2 weeks along. Last time they gave me one shot to stop contractions and it did its job. They are allowed to administer up to three and that's it. I kept asking, "How in the world am I going to know when it's real labor? I'm so confused!!" The nurse told me that unfortunate for me, I may be making a few trips up there because my body is in fact in labor. The frustrating thing is that they could not figure out why I'm having these intense contractions like this. My body isn't dehydrated, I haven't become a bodybuilder overnight and am lifting heavy weights, I'm obviously not walking marathons around the neighborhood. So, Davis is just really impatient like his mama and doing his best to make an early appearance. I ended up having to have all three shots this time and they kept coming. I was told I'm starting to dialate, my cervix is thinning out, and that it could be right around the corner. I was advised to keep my bags packed. If I was 36 or 37 weeks along, they wouldn't have stopped the labor and let him come. Crazy to think I could be at home with a baby right now...or getting ready to come home. I no doubt wouldn't be on the computer! :) Michael said I willed this child out since I was saying I'm so ready! The good news is that his brain activity looks wonderful and he looks really healthy. That's always nice to hear. He's so hyper in there, I don't know what to expect. Hopefully, Davis will get comfortable and settle down and decide to stay a little longer. Mommy and Daddy are ready to meet our little man, but just not yet. Wait a few more weeks!

**OH! I've rubbed off on Michael. I wrote a blog called Laughtears and now Michael does the same thing. I was able to witness it last night and laughed my butt off this time. He said it unfortunately happened a work a couple of times in front of the guys. I think he has some of my pregnancy hormones!!

Taking Notes

Michael and I recently went to a friends birthday party for their little boy, who was turning the big 2. It was so cute to see of the little kids running around in their swimsuits and splashing around in the water. It really got us so excited and couldn't help but start talking about Davis' birthday parties, like we would be planning them soon or something. But it was still fun to talk about. I couldn't help but to notice some of the ways the parents disciplined their children. Or I guess I should say, didn't discipline their children. I was trying very hard to keep my mouth glued shut instead of dropping wide open like it wanted to. The kids had a big beach ball pinata that they broke into towards the end of the party and had a little pail to put their candy in and take home with them. Of course, most of the kids wanted to bust into the candy right away and start eating it...who wouldn't, right!?! MOST of the parents gave their child a few pieces each and said enough, you can have some more later. Mind you, the kids hadn't even had the dessert yet. This one parent there got mannnnnnyy looks from the other parents. I swear, what are some people thinking? She was one of those that would rather give in to the kid to avoid crying no matter the situation than discipline the child. So when Little Johnny wanted more candy and wasn't ready to give it up, he threw a huge fit. And I mean a huge tantrum right in the middle of the floor while the birthday boy was trying to open his presents. All of the other parents were just staring with the look of, 'really? get the kid under control, lady!!' So, she gives Little Johnny the entire pail of candy and calmly says, "here you go, sweetie!" Oh. My. Goodness! Gag me! Instead of having cake, there was a ice cream sunday station set up with all sorts of toppings. Little Johnny didn't get enough gummy worms after he ate his entire bowl of ice cream. He's kicking and screaming, throwing a huge fit all over again. Mom solves the issue by setting the son on the floor, grabbing the huge bowl of gummy worms, and placing them right next to the son. Never mind that some people hadn't gotten ice cream yet and may actually want some gummy worms. I couldn't help but stare in shock at this woman, amazed at how she was handling things. Some people never cease to amaze me. At all! There are a lot of things I know I have yet to learn, but then again, I'm not one to be a complete pushover either. Hopefully it doesn't change after I have a child. For some reason, I think it's pretty safe to say that I won't. If I'm anything like my mother, which I think I've turned into my mother, then I don't think I have anything to worry about. She can give the death stare and you stop whatever you are doing.

I know some people handle situations completely different than others and I don't know yet since I don't have children. My friend had told me about this woman before the party and how her parenting skills are atrocious. Little Johnny apparently doesn't share and hits all of the time, while mom just sits back and watch. I know I'm not going to be a perfect parent by any means, but I'm hoping I won't get the label of THAT PARENT. Of course, I'm sure you can't avoid the situations all the time, as long as they don't happen constantly. Crossing my fingers**

Are We There Yet?

I'm two days shy of being 33 weeks along. How can I possibly gain any more weight? Wow! I think my belly will just be like a balloon and pop with pressure here pretty soon. Belly Butter by Burt's Bees has been my best friend. Even if the stuff doesn't work, I still use it religiously. I just keep telling myself it's doing something. My doctor keeps telling me, as I'm having meltdowns in her office, that my weight gain is fine and I need to stop worrying about it. Me? Stop worrying? Haha...that's funny. It is just so hard for me to jump on the scale and not feel like I'm going to hurt the thing. I'm still working out and eating pretty good, (if Michael would stop bringing those delicious pies home!) but it's hard to not see results like I used to. Okay, yes, I know it will get better all in due time.
I keep saying that if I knew this baby was healthy and at a good weight, please feel free to deliver early. I think by me saying this, I sort of jinxed myself last night. It was very ironic, because Michael and I went to our first child birthing class, which to say the least, was very interesting. I really think I could have gone without seeing someone giving birth to their baby and placenta. OH MY LORD! Okay, I'm calm. We learned about how to time contractions and what labor was going to be like. Well, to my surprise, around 10pm last night, I start having major contractions. This can't be happening! He hasn't even dropped yet! Stay in there, I was just joking! These contractions were not like the Braxton Hicks that I have had before. They kept getting more and more intense. After an hour of having them, Michael started timing them. They lasted for 3 hours and ended up sometimes being 2 minutes apart. Stay, Davis, stay! Bake a little longer, boy! Michael ended up calling labor and delivery to see what we should do while trying to stay calm. They told me to take a warm bath and take Tylenol PM, lay on my left side and see if they get worse. That Tylenol PM knocked me out, and plus it was 2am. I was still having a few contractions, but I was so tired that I just passed out...almost in the bathtub.

So, needless to say, I won't be working out today by doctor's orders and keeping my feet up. I feel like a whale from all of the 4th of July grub. After last night, I'm wondering what the real thing will be like. That was more than likely nothing, so I have a feeling I'm in for it! Plus, to make matters even better, I found out that if I've taken my blood thinner shot that day of delivery, I can not have an epidural. Are you serious? I have no pain tolerance, so that should be interesting. If there is a saint for pain, I need to look it up and start praying to them! :)

I've Been Tagged

I was photo tagged by Jessica from Mommy Needs Coffee. Here are the rules:
1) Go to your photo files…Select the 6th photo folder.


2) Select the 6th photo in that folder.


3) Post that photo along with the story behind it.


4) Then challenge 5 blog friends to do the same!

This picture was taken last October about a week before Michael and I got married. I love it because we'll always be kids at heart. Michael's family was staying at our house for the wedding that week. We took Michael's nephews to a pumpkin patch near our house and they had this out there. There was a huge cornfield maze, that we managed to get completely lost in! Leave it to us! Devon, the oldest nephew, kept getting my mother-in-law and I completely turned around in circles. I think it took us almost an hour to finally get out. (Okay, it seemed like it!) Devon thought this was hysterical, I think Jeannie was about ready to crawl out. We all had a lot of fun that day and Karson (the youngest nephew) even made the news that day! :) Hey now!

I tag:

Lisa

Amy

Eliza

Jineen

Jenn

Michael also has baby brain!

I just had to point out that I'm apparently not the only one completely losing my mind these days. Michael has been completely scatter brained and doing things that I thought only I had been doing. A few weeks ago, while Michael was at work, he managed to lock his keys in his truck. To make the situation even better, he was out on location, in the middle of nowhere, and left the truck running!! Nice, right? I tried so hard not to die of hysterical laughter when he told me this. Which, now that I think of it, am totally shocked that he even told me. He knew I would only laugh! :) Then, last week, Michael and I went to the grocery store and parked next to a woman getting her children out of the car. He pretty much seemed to stop mid sentence talking to me and directed his full attention at this woman. I had no idea what in the world was going on in his head, but it sure was funny to watch. His just staring over in there direction and it's a wonder the woman didn't look over and give him a funny look! Michael gets out of the car, shuts the door, and is standing there waiting for me to get out. Really, Michael? Seriously? You did it again! The keys are still in the ignition. So, it turns out that he was staring the woman down because he was trying really hard to figure out what kind of car seat she had. Oh, that is priceless. I think I laughed the whole way through the store.

Michael has been amazing and has gone to all of my doctor's appointments with me. Somehow he comes up with questions that I can't even think of, but that I should be asking. When it comes time for me to weigh myself, he for some reason, does the same. And then complains about it later. He has actually made a few comments to the nurse and the doctor about how he's gained weight since I've been pregnant. Their answer to him is simple, "It's completely normal and most men do." I don't think he liked that answer to much. But hey, it's better than them saying, yeah bud, lay off that tub of ice cream and you won't feel like a tub of lard! To me, I seriously can't tell that he's gaining weight at all. I'm probably just focusing on my ever expanding belly and the fact that my feet have disappeared! :)

Humor for the Day

I try and think happy thoughts....but I swear, sometimes it feels like he's going to fly out of my back!


Although so far I'm doing pretty good, the last few days I've felt like this. My energy is shot.
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Seriously!! Is all I have to say about that!
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I'm going to try reallllllllly hard to be nice! :)
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A couple of frames I made :)

I know soooo many people that are pregnant right now and thought it would be a good idea to make some people frames for their new babies. I've only made a couple so far, but these are my favorites!!!

I made this frame for a friend's son. His birthday is this weekend.

Little baby picture frame

I made this one for my sister and it is by far my favorite. I love the flowers!

If you like them and are interested, please feel free to ask me about them. I can always make you one. Let me know what theme you want, whether it's for a child, or for you! :)