Carl and I don’t usually do anything big and exciting for St. Patty’s Day but this year is a little different. While we still won’t be drinking green beer or eating corned beef and cabbage we are spending it with our family since we made the quick trip home to see Carl’s uncles who are in town with their families. It’s been a few years since we’ve seen then so I’m thankful that we are able to be here.
There is laughter and love all around, despite some of the difficult and sad conversations that are also going on.
One thing is for sure, this little one brightens up everyone’s day! Have a great one and hug the ones you love.
For the last seven or eight months every piece of clothing I wore had some kind of elastic waistband to it.
Many women that I talked to loved this part of pregnancy but I couldn’t wait to wear a pair of jeans with a zipper and a button again.
When I was four weeks post-partum I made the mistake of trying on my largest pair of jeans-they were too small. Like super tight in the thighs and a good three or four inches from zipping up. Nice.
I immediately sent a text message to Hilary lamenting the size of my giant ass and she assured me that it is totally normal to still be wearing maternity clothes several weeks after giving birth. I wiped the tears off of my face and decided to wait a few more weeks before trying again.
Yesterday was the day but instead of trying on those jeans (which I still don’t think will fit) I decided to go buy a new pair to fit my new body. This may seem silly, to spend money on clothes when I’m working on not wearing them for long, but it makes me feel so much better about myself if the clothes that I am wearing make me feel good. Even if I don’t like the size.
Yay for zippers and buttons!
Yesterday was my six week post-partum check up.
I have to admit that I was a little nervous about the appointment because I wasn’t sure what to expect. It was fine, which is more than I can say for the last two times I was in the office because of complications with my c-section incision (again another story for another time).
The doctor checked out my scar, talked to me about some lady stuff and then said the words I’ve been waiting to hear for what felt like the last nine months, “You are cleared for all physical activity.” I almost shed a tear; I can run again! It was music to my ears!
Obviously I’m not about to go out and run a marathon or anything (yet!), but today I did lace up my running shoes and go for a nice long walk. Only this time my view was a little different when I looked down. Instead of seeing just my feet, I saw a stroller handle too.
Instead of going out by myself or with friends, I was with my daughter.
So even though I’m a few weeks away from strapping on my shoes and going for a run, I’ll get there.
And you know you’ll read all about it.
Have you ever had so much to say that you really have no idea where to start? I mean, obviously you start at the beginning, but I guess that’s not really what I’m trying to say.
I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’m not even sure how to talk about the amazingness (yes, I’m considering that a word) that has turned our lives upside down, inside out, backwards and forwards all at the same time. The amazingness that brings me to tears, takes my breath away and completely melts my heart. The amazingness that makes me want to be a better person and change the world.
Hello, little one.
She is the amazingness that has squeaked, squealed and smiled (I swear it’s not gas) her way into my heart like I never imagined.
I spent almost nine months wondering and dreaming about what it would be like to meet her, see what she looked like and how I would be as her mother.
I took bets as to when people thought she’d arrive and make a fourth to our family (we can’t leave out Bradley) and if she’d make it before Christmas.
I think we were all surprised when she arrived a week early, on December 15th at 6:08 am after a five hour labor that ended in a c-section because she was breech. Surprise! But that story, my friends, is for another day.
Welcome to the world, Harper Ann.
**Somehow I don’t think this ever posted…
After my baby shower last weekend we finally decided to go ahead and order the Baby Jogger City Mini with the incredibly generous BRU gift card that my friends gave us. You all know that we’ve gone back and forth trying to decide on a stroller so it was a big moment for us. I swear you’d think this was a HUGE decision instead of just a stroller but we really wanted to make sure that we were making the right choice – and really until she’s here and we are using the stroller who knows if it is really the best choice. However, right now WE LOVE IT!
It arrived only two days after we ordered it and I was lucky enough to greet Mr. UPS man as he delivered it. I put it inside the door since I was talking to my mom on the phone when I realized that Carl had just gotten home from work. It was lovely outside so I chatted with mom for a little while longer and when I came inside just a few minutes later Carl already had the stroller together.
In our excitement we decided to take it outside for a test drive and see how it fit in our CR-V. I’m sure we got a few looks as we walked down the sidewalk, me with my clearly pregnant belly and an empty stroller but I didn’t care.
Check out all of the room we still have back there! I still swear by the folding mechanism – easiest one E-V-E-R and makes me smile each time I fold it up. Yes, I’m a dork and I don’t care 🙂
I also went ahead and bought the car seat adaptor and after some minor adjustments and a few swear words later we got everything all hooked up.
We love it!
How big is baby?
Harper is the length of a leek!
Your baby has really plumped up. She weighs about 6.8 pounds and she’s over 19 1/2 inches long. She has a firm grasp, which you’ll soon be able to test when you hold her hand for the first time! Her organs have matured and are ready for life outside the womb.
Wondering what color your baby’s eyes will be? You may not be able to tell right away. If she’s born with brown eyes, they’ll likely stay brown. If she’s born with steel gray or dark blue eyes, they may stay gray or blue or turn green, hazel, or brown by the time she’s 9 months old. That’s because a child’s irises (the colored part of the eye) may gain more pigment in the months after she’s born, but they usually won’t get “lighter” or more blue. (Green, hazel, and brown eyes have more pigment than gray or blue eyes.)
This week we had a mad dash to continue getting things ready for Harper. Carl ran what felt like a million errands while I stayed home “resting”. Oh Lord, this was definitely difficult sending him out with my lists of things to buy and look at but he was such a trooper. I know I’ve said before that Carl is such a wonderful man and husband and how thankful I am to have him as a partner, but these last few weeks I know without out a doubt that I am truly blessed.
While Carl was running errands I was at home doing what felt like a million loads of baby clothes and organizing them in drawers and bins, having no idea what was going to fit our little girl once she arrived. So many people told us we wouldn’t need newborn clothes that most of the time babies are too big for them, so I kept that in mind when I organized everything (oh how wrong this would be, but we wouldn’t find that out until next week, lol!).
When I wasn’t organizing or washing clothes I was working on my pregnancy book, which I still haven’t finished but will soon! I decided to use mypublisher.com and create a book out of all of these “All Things Baby” posts so that I would remember what my pregnancy journey was like. I have no idea if we’ll have more than one child (although if you ask me today I’d say “hell no!”) so I wanted to make sure that Harper knew what it was like to be pregnant with her, not to mention that I’ll enjoy the memories once I’m even farther removed from being pregnant.
This week my hips began to hurt while I was sleeping and I was getting up more and more frequently to go to the bathroom. I also found myself out of breath a lot more and going up and down the stairs in our townhouse was quite a feat!
I also noticed that some new stretch marks on my belly and hips decided to make their appearance in the 11th hour. Lovely. Ah well, they’ll fade over time.
We’re almost there!
Week 37 brought about some unexpected adventures in my pregnancy, which only goes to prove that you should be ready for anything once you are considered full term! Make sure that you have all of your ducks in a row because you never know when those ducks are going to be told that they have to rest and can’t work any more!
How big is baby?
Harper is the length of swiss chard!
Your baby is now considered “full term,” even though your due date is three weeks away. If you go into labor now, his lungs will likely be mature enough to fully adjust to life outside the womb. (Some babies need a bit more time, though. So if you’re planning to have a repeat c-section, for example, your practitioner will schedule it for no earlier than 39 weeks unless there’s a medical reason to intervene earlier.)
Your baby weighs 6 1/3 pounds and measures a bit over 19 inches, head to heel. Many babies have a full head of hair at birth, with locks from 1/2 inch to 1 1/2 inches long. But don’t be surprised if your baby’s hair isn’t the same color as yours. Dark-haired couples are sometimes thrown for a loop when their children come out as blonds or redheads, and fair-haired couples have been surprised by Elvis look-alikes. And then, of course, some babies sport only peach fuzz.
This week brought about a lovely shower thrown by my co-workers. What a blessing they are! Hilary had a cute idea to bring in a little tree and put the presents on there! Such a cute idea for a baby due around Christmas time!
At my doctors appointment this week my blood pressure was crazy high and the doctor recommended that I go on “rest”, which meant that I needed to stay home from work (a full 1.5 weeks before I was expecting to have my last day of work!) and just rest. That meant no errands, nothing. Just resting at home for the next bit until Harper decided to make her appearance. This news was really hard to take. I felt like I still had so much to do before I would feel ready to stop working (I hadn’t even started working on my lesson plans for my maternity leave, let alone plans for the week and a half that I was going to miss before Christmas break!), we still had things to finish up in the nursery, I had things I still needed to get for myself during and after labor! If anything, this week showed me that I am certainly not in control, just a passenger along for the ride. In the grand scheme of things I know that the things that wouldn’t be finished weren’t a big deal and I am blessed with amazing co-workers who were willing to help in any way they could to help me get my school stuff in order. I also have an amazing husband who would spend the next week or so helping me get things ready (or what we thought was ready!) around the house for our baby girl to come home to.
I do think the most exciting part of my doctor’s appointment was when he told me that I was already 1-2 cm dialated and my cervix was thinning! Any pregnant woman knows that while this doesn’t give any indication as to when baby girl would decide to make her appearance (some women are like this for two to three weeks before they deliver), it was exciting to know that my body was at least starting to prepare for Harper’s arrival and doing what it was supposed to, even when my blood pressure wasn’t.