Isn't it funny (or annoying--depends on how you look at it!) how people's perspectives differ?
This weekend, Em and I were perusing the mall, and within 1 hour of each other (not much developing could have taken place) 2 people made mention of my protruberant abdomen. Wanna know what they said?
1: "When are you due?" "In about 8 weeks." "Really--you are so small for being that far along. When I was 32 weeks, I looked like a blimpy." [I am assuming that was a compliment?]
2: "WOW! When are you due?" "I have about 8 weeks to go...." "Seriously? It looks like you may have that thang before New Year's.... Good luck." [Thanks.]
Isn't it funny.
Monday, December 31, 2007
Friday, December 28, 2007
31 Week Blahs
After feeling great for many, many weeks, I have recently hit a wall. The return of "morning sickness" has occurred, and I can now say that I feel uncomfortable most of the time.
Over the weekend, I noticed that by mid-morning I was feeling nausea, and continued to feel that way after eating each meal. At first I thought I was getting sick or fighting off a bug, but quickly realized that it was occurring in a pattern. It has happened for several days now, and I have just become accustomed to it, but pray that my next 7-8 weeks will not be like this. Maybe God was just sending me a blessing in disguise so that I would not overeat for the holidays, as I am very conscious about gaining the weight!
Also, I can honestly say that I feel pregnant now. My center of gravity is off, I feel clumsy, have back pain after walking the mall, and may have even grunted while putting on my socks and lace-up boots the other day..... Did I mention how difficult it has become to carry my 25-pound almost-two-year-old?
As I have entered my 32nd week, I pray that these annoyances will subside. In the meantime, for the first time this pregnancy, there is no denying the fact that in 2 mos, another bundle is on it's way!
Over the weekend, I noticed that by mid-morning I was feeling nausea, and continued to feel that way after eating each meal. At first I thought I was getting sick or fighting off a bug, but quickly realized that it was occurring in a pattern. It has happened for several days now, and I have just become accustomed to it, but pray that my next 7-8 weeks will not be like this. Maybe God was just sending me a blessing in disguise so that I would not overeat for the holidays, as I am very conscious about gaining the weight!
Also, I can honestly say that I feel pregnant now. My center of gravity is off, I feel clumsy, have back pain after walking the mall, and may have even grunted while putting on my socks and lace-up boots the other day..... Did I mention how difficult it has become to carry my 25-pound almost-two-year-old?
As I have entered my 32nd week, I pray that these annoyances will subside. In the meantime, for the first time this pregnancy, there is no denying the fact that in 2 mos, another bundle is on it's way!
Friday, December 21, 2007
30 Week Check-Up
I had my 30 Weeker this past week, and all was well.
BP: 108/78
Fetal Heartrate: 150's
Fetal Fundal Height: Measuring 30 weeks exactly
Weight Gain: 3 pounds in 4 weeks :)
Intense cramping in lower abdomen coupled with contractions for the past week: Deemed perfectly normal in a second pregnancy in a Momma who doesn't know what it means to take it easy...
Next appt: January 14, 2008, where we will make sure this Peanut is head down, and begin weekly digital exams--HOORAY!
BP: 108/78
Fetal Heartrate: 150's
Fetal Fundal Height: Measuring 30 weeks exactly
Weight Gain: 3 pounds in 4 weeks :)
Intense cramping in lower abdomen coupled with contractions for the past week: Deemed perfectly normal in a second pregnancy in a Momma who doesn't know what it means to take it easy...
Next appt: January 14, 2008, where we will make sure this Peanut is head down, and begin weekly digital exams--HOORAY!
Friday, December 14, 2007
Ready...Or Not
I have been experiencing some internal conflict throughout this pregnancy, and it all relates back to whether or not I am ready to have another baby yet, or not. Truth be told, it is too late to be having these thoughts considering that in 10 weeks another one is on it's way, but I am sure that it is perfectly normal to have these thoughts.
Anyways, I have become the "pregnant woman and baby specialist" in the chiropractic clinic that I work in, so I get anywhere from 3-6 of this special population a week. Usually, when I am adjusting a prego patient, I am like, "Geez, sucks to be them, they have the tightest piriformis muscle I have felt all week," and then I am like, "Oh wait, I am pregnant too, and my back is killing me." I coach them on coming to see me OFTEN to assure a healthy pregnancy, delivery, and ultimately baby. And then I remember to go schedule MY appt. Then, I get the little babies, and I think, "Wow, I am SO HAPPY to be past that baby stage." And then it hits me--in a few weeks, I have to start all over again. Whatever. It is a weird vicious cycle. However, the other day, I was blessed with a feeling of being at ease..... and ready.
I had two munchkins right in a row--one was a few weeks old, and the other a few months. I was going about my business, walking around the room with them in hand to "make friends" with them first, and then adjust them. I was overwhelmed with the feeling of, "I can do this again," and then "I am ready." One of my interns that assisted me asked me afterwards if I was okay, and I just replied with a smile. :)
What a great way to start my countdown of "T minus 10 weeks and counting." Ready or not, here it comes! And thank God, I AM READY!
Anyways, I have become the "pregnant woman and baby specialist" in the chiropractic clinic that I work in, so I get anywhere from 3-6 of this special population a week. Usually, when I am adjusting a prego patient, I am like, "Geez, sucks to be them, they have the tightest piriformis muscle I have felt all week," and then I am like, "Oh wait, I am pregnant too, and my back is killing me." I coach them on coming to see me OFTEN to assure a healthy pregnancy, delivery, and ultimately baby. And then I remember to go schedule MY appt. Then, I get the little babies, and I think, "Wow, I am SO HAPPY to be past that baby stage." And then it hits me--in a few weeks, I have to start all over again. Whatever. It is a weird vicious cycle. However, the other day, I was blessed with a feeling of being at ease..... and ready.
I had two munchkins right in a row--one was a few weeks old, and the other a few months. I was going about my business, walking around the room with them in hand to "make friends" with them first, and then adjust them. I was overwhelmed with the feeling of, "I can do this again," and then "I am ready." One of my interns that assisted me asked me afterwards if I was okay, and I just replied with a smile. :)
What a great way to start my countdown of "T minus 10 weeks and counting." Ready or not, here it comes! And thank God, I AM READY!
Friday, December 7, 2007
Time is of the Essence
I received word last week that my research project that I have been working on for the last few months has been chosen for presentation at the Association of Chiropractic Colleges--Research Agenda Conference in Washington, DC in March 2008. I feel very honored and fortunate to be blessed with this experience to take my professional career to the next level.
The only problem? It is a mere 2 weeks after I am due to give birth. If you remember correctly, Emma was 10 days late.
Besides being nervous about presenting in front of hundreds of prestigious people, I am nervous about the timing of the birth of Peanut. I am determined to be there, no matter what it takes, because this is a "once in a lifetime experience." Josh will accompany me in DC with the baby, and Emma will have some Grandma and Grandpa time in WI. My doctor has already said that if the words "induce" come to my mind at any point to make my dreams come true, that he will do whatever it takes, but I have decided to give the timing to God. His Time will suffice in the birth of our child, and the opportunity of a lifetime in DC for this DC.
The only problem? It is a mere 2 weeks after I am due to give birth. If you remember correctly, Emma was 10 days late.
Besides being nervous about presenting in front of hundreds of prestigious people, I am nervous about the timing of the birth of Peanut. I am determined to be there, no matter what it takes, because this is a "once in a lifetime experience." Josh will accompany me in DC with the baby, and Emma will have some Grandma and Grandpa time in WI. My doctor has already said that if the words "induce" come to my mind at any point to make my dreams come true, that he will do whatever it takes, but I have decided to give the timing to God. His Time will suffice in the birth of our child, and the opportunity of a lifetime in DC for this DC.
Not A Whole Lot....
.....Going on, that is. I am nearly 29 weeks now, and there isn't a whole lot to report. I have been making an effort to ingest more iron, as to ward off the anemia. I still feel tired, but this process can take a while to alleviate.
I had a scary experience the other day, that has mentally reminded me to slow down. I clearly "overdid" and had some rough contractions for about 20 minutes. You would think this would freak me out and slow me down, but here is my philosophy instead: I am a chiropractor, which means my job is very physical. While I do have 9 interns to help me get through my patient visits, I do spend a lot of time in that compromising position to rid people's bodies from subluxation. We usually see about 30 patients in a three-hour period, so there is a lot of stress on my body. If my work-day is physical, then my body is used to the physical stress, and therefore I shouldn't have to "take it easy" at any point, right? I have decided that if it happens again, I may have to tone it down a bit, but until then, we will call that contraction frenzy a coincidence.
My Mom is coming for the weekend, so we have some fun "girl stuff"planned, complete with the Christmas Baking Marathon! I love spending time with my Mom, and Emma has been ecstatic about her arrival, as well!
Only 18 days until Christmas!
I had a scary experience the other day, that has mentally reminded me to slow down. I clearly "overdid" and had some rough contractions for about 20 minutes. You would think this would freak me out and slow me down, but here is my philosophy instead: I am a chiropractor, which means my job is very physical. While I do have 9 interns to help me get through my patient visits, I do spend a lot of time in that compromising position to rid people's bodies from subluxation. We usually see about 30 patients in a three-hour period, so there is a lot of stress on my body. If my work-day is physical, then my body is used to the physical stress, and therefore I shouldn't have to "take it easy" at any point, right? I have decided that if it happens again, I may have to tone it down a bit, but until then, we will call that contraction frenzy a coincidence.
My Mom is coming for the weekend, so we have some fun "girl stuff"planned, complete with the Christmas Baking Marathon! I love spending time with my Mom, and Emma has been ecstatic about her arrival, as well!
Only 18 days until Christmas!
Monday, November 26, 2007
First Fight
Emma and her brother had their first fight last night. I was relaxing on the couch laying on my side, when out of no where, Emma climbed up on me ("Mommy upf") and proceeded to JUMP on my stomach obliquely--mind you I am laying on my side. I was instantly overcome with pain, and a lot of it. She pounced just at the right angle that I felt as though my placenta had ruptured from the wall of my abdomen (almost impossible, by the way!) I lost my breath for a second, and then had the residual feeling that I had a huge bruise on my tummy.
Emma apologized with a hug, but the arousal began. Peanut was OVER-active for the next 2-3 hours. He was doing flips, turns, somersaults, etc. even to the point that I laid down in bed. Josh even got to feel the immense action.
So, I don't know if Peanut got sat on, sandwiched, or flipped, but I would say that Emma won..... I still feel a bit sore today!
Emma apologized with a hug, but the arousal began. Peanut was OVER-active for the next 2-3 hours. He was doing flips, turns, somersaults, etc. even to the point that I laid down in bed. Josh even got to feel the immense action.
So, I don't know if Peanut got sat on, sandwiched, or flipped, but I would say that Emma won..... I still feel a bit sore today!
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
26 Weeks, Glucose and Turkey!
Today I had my 26 week appointment, which included the infamous 50g Glucose Challenge. I beg to differ with all of those whiney pregnant women out there that think this is a dreaded procedure--I enjoyed every moment of my orange pop! The worst part was waiting an hour for the finger prick! I got a little apprehensive when I read the jar and it said that it may cause diarrhea and vomiting in some patients, but then gently reminded myself that I had no issues when I drank it with Emma. I passed the glucose test with flying colors, but learned that I am anemic. This would explain why I have been so tired..... Usually, if I get my allotted 7-8 hours of sleep, I am energetic throughout the day, but have been seriously dragging the last few weeks. Hopefully I can get this under control with supplementation, and will be back to my spunky self soon. Shame on Peanut for taking my RBC's! :)
Everything else was great. My BP continues to be low in accordance with my previous pregnancy's HTN. Today it was 116/68, but Rolando says there is still time for it to sky-rocket as I enter the third and final trimester. I have gained a total of 12 pounds, which isn't too bad considering I have less than 14 weeks to go. If I gain a pound a week from here on out (clinical normal value) then I will be at 26 for the entire PG, which I can deal with, as long as 20 of it is off when I leave the hospital with a baby! The heart rate was good--Rolando is convinced it is a boy because it is consistently reading around 140 bpm. I also measured 26 cm on the dot! Good job Peanut!
That is all I have to report. I hope everyone has a very Blessed Thanksgiving. I/We certainly have many things to be thankful for this year, with a healthy PG topping the list!!!
Everything else was great. My BP continues to be low in accordance with my previous pregnancy's HTN. Today it was 116/68, but Rolando says there is still time for it to sky-rocket as I enter the third and final trimester. I have gained a total of 12 pounds, which isn't too bad considering I have less than 14 weeks to go. If I gain a pound a week from here on out (clinical normal value) then I will be at 26 for the entire PG, which I can deal with, as long as 20 of it is off when I leave the hospital with a baby! The heart rate was good--Rolando is convinced it is a boy because it is consistently reading around 140 bpm. I also measured 26 cm on the dot! Good job Peanut!
That is all I have to report. I hope everyone has a very Blessed Thanksgiving. I/We certainly have many things to be thankful for this year, with a healthy PG topping the list!!!
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
My Heart Burns.....
Actually, gastric contents are splashing up from my stomach, past my cardiac sphincter, and into my esophagus, resulting in some pretty hefty heartburn, due to increased pressure in my abdominal cavity. Don't worry, TUMS do the trick, but they leave a funky taste in my mouth. Okay, I will stop complaining now..... On a better note, my appetite has now completely subsided, and I am eating normal portions again. In fact, recently nothing has sounded all that good to me anymore. Maybe that's because Emma's Halloween candy collection is gone??? Oh well, I am going home this weekend, and I am sure that my Mom will make whatever my heart (& Peanut) desires!
Friday, November 9, 2007
6 Mos.
So, I guess I am now 6 months pregnant. If my calculations are correct, that means we are having a baby in 3 short months. Josh and I were thinking it through the other day.... Thanksgiving is in less than 2 weeks. Christmas comes flying by right after that. Emma turns 2 one month after Christmas, and then, on my gosh, it is time...... I still feel like we have another year or so, but it seems as though it may be right around the corner.
Saturday, November 3, 2007
De-Pants
Alright, so I guess my maternity pants are too big..... I swear my "real" jeans are too snug, but my maternity pants are, well, too big. I am constantly pulling them up all day long. It is really annoying. I was walking up the stairs today (luckily at home) with Em in one hand, this in that hand, and that in that other hand, and my pants literally fell to my ankles. Go figure..... Anyone else have this problem?
Sunday, October 28, 2007
23 Week Update
Not a whole lot going on.....
~ I am now wearing some maternity pants, and I am quickly remembering how much I hate them!
~ The huge appetite is subsiding slowly....
~ I am still thinking/feeling BOY. Now if we could just decide on a boy name....
~ We are preparing our house for another munchkin. Things are coming along nicely--if we could only figure out how to create another bedroom!
~ The Bears suck.
~ Emma now realizes that there is a baby in Mommy's tummy.... How fun!
~ Josh is realizing that he needs to talk to Peanut more so that his voice is recognized by him. He often says, "Peanut, I am your Father." (Star Wars quote....)
~ I still feel great! No complaints!
~ I am now wearing some maternity pants, and I am quickly remembering how much I hate them!
~ The huge appetite is subsiding slowly....
~ I am still thinking/feeling BOY. Now if we could just decide on a boy name....
~ We are preparing our house for another munchkin. Things are coming along nicely--if we could only figure out how to create another bedroom!
~ The Bears suck.
~ Emma now realizes that there is a baby in Mommy's tummy.... How fun!
~ Josh is realizing that he needs to talk to Peanut more so that his voice is recognized by him. He often says, "Peanut, I am your Father." (Star Wars quote....)
~ I still feel great! No complaints!
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
The Good, The Bad, and The Perfect
So, I had my 22 week appointment today. Here is the scoop:
The GOOD:
~BP: 110/80
~Weight gain: Only 2 pounds!!! (I got a pat on the back for this one!) I am at a total of 8, with my goal being <20 lbs. total
~Ultrasound results: Baby is in head-down position, placenta is anterior, all systems looked perfect!
~Heartrate: 132 bpm, still pointing to a BOY for those of you keeping tabs.....
The BAD:
~My doctor, whom I have grown very close with personally and professionally, had a baby girl Sophia last month. He also has a two-year-old boy. Our kids will be approximately the same age distances apart. He informed me that I am in for a treat--2 kids is FOUR TIMES the work as one. This has been my biggest fear. He says they get no sleep, when Sophia wakes up, so does Gianni, and that I should be prepared for an overload of work at home when Peanut #2 arrives. Thanks for the warning..... I am hoping that he is just having a bad day though! :) Josh and I have been able to handle things very well in the past, so hopefully this will not be a horrible transition!
The PERFECT:
~I was told that I am representing the PERFECT pregnancy. Everything is going well, and I never have any complaints. My last delivery was a breeze, and this one WILL BE TOO! I am very conscious about weight gain, nutrition, exercise, etc., and was very happy to hear that things are looking absolutely marvelous! Oh, and he loved my pregnancy review that got published, which is my goal--for medical and chiropractic collaboration throughout maternal and pediatric care! :)
The GOOD:
~BP: 110/80
~Weight gain: Only 2 pounds!!! (I got a pat on the back for this one!) I am at a total of 8, with my goal being <20 lbs. total
~Ultrasound results: Baby is in head-down position, placenta is anterior, all systems looked perfect!
~Heartrate: 132 bpm, still pointing to a BOY for those of you keeping tabs.....
The BAD:
~My doctor, whom I have grown very close with personally and professionally, had a baby girl Sophia last month. He also has a two-year-old boy. Our kids will be approximately the same age distances apart. He informed me that I am in for a treat--2 kids is FOUR TIMES the work as one. This has been my biggest fear. He says they get no sleep, when Sophia wakes up, so does Gianni, and that I should be prepared for an overload of work at home when Peanut #2 arrives. Thanks for the warning..... I am hoping that he is just having a bad day though! :) Josh and I have been able to handle things very well in the past, so hopefully this will not be a horrible transition!
The PERFECT:
~I was told that I am representing the PERFECT pregnancy. Everything is going well, and I never have any complaints. My last delivery was a breeze, and this one WILL BE TOO! I am very conscious about weight gain, nutrition, exercise, etc., and was very happy to hear that things are looking absolutely marvelous! Oh, and he loved my pregnancy review that got published, which is my goal--for medical and chiropractic collaboration throughout maternal and pediatric care! :)
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
I'm Hungry.....
I have been told that I need to post another blog--and this is all I got until my next appt. tomorrow!
I have reached the point where I am hungry. And by hungry, I mean famished. ALL THE TIME. I eat my meal, and feel like I haven't eaten yet. I eat a snack, and want another one. For someone who is constantly conscious about weight gain, this is not so glamorous. It is like an inner struggle within every time I feel the hunger pangs. So, I have decided that I must not be getting the right types of nutrients, so I am trying to push the proteins, and lay off of the carbs, etc., but I am so hungry.... and so annoyed!
I gotta run, I gotta get a bite to eat. An apple, in fact! :)
I have reached the point where I am hungry. And by hungry, I mean famished. ALL THE TIME. I eat my meal, and feel like I haven't eaten yet. I eat a snack, and want another one. For someone who is constantly conscious about weight gain, this is not so glamorous. It is like an inner struggle within every time I feel the hunger pangs. So, I have decided that I must not be getting the right types of nutrients, so I am trying to push the proteins, and lay off of the carbs, etc., but I am so hungry.... and so annoyed!
I gotta run, I gotta get a bite to eat. An apple, in fact! :)
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Hic-cups
I was hanging out last night, playing with Emma, and felt them. The hiccups. That wonderful feeling that you get from deep within. The baby had them at my ultrasound, but I couldn't feel them yet. Well, apparently one week has changed things..... If I remember correctly, Emma had them everyday at least three times towards the end. This was annoying until I researched it and realized that your baby having hiccups in-utero is actually a good sign that they are healthy! For that reason, (another healthy baby), and the fact that I felt the hiccups very low and sort of in my vagina (that word is for you, Kristi) which means that Peanut is beginning to assume the head-down position, I am forever grateful!
Bring on the hiccups, Peanut!
Bring on the hiccups, Peanut!
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Fears.....
So.
I had the pleasure of listening to women call into the radio this morning, and tell their horror stories of who was present in their delivery room that shouldn't be. This got me thinking.....
I am terrified of giving birth. And I have done it before. And it wasn't that long ago. (As one of my interns put it this morning, "Wow Dr. Borggren, your daughter is only a year-and-a-half old? You are really shooting those kids out, one right after another!")
Here is what I am afraid of, in no particular order.
~ My first birth went perfectly--everything happened the way that I wanted it to. What if this one doesn't?
~ What if I can't take the pain, and have to get an epidural? (My WORST fear.)
~ What if I poop myself?
~ What if I say something mean to Josh?
~ What if the labor goes too fast? (Likely, according to my first birth.)
~ What if something is wrong with the baby?
~ What if Woodwinds is full?
~ What if Dr. Rolando can't be there?
~ And the fears could go on forever....
I have many more weeks to stew this all over, but why? I am a champ at pushing out babies (Dr. said so), and there is no reason why God wouldn't grant me the perfect labor all over again.
So there.
I had the pleasure of listening to women call into the radio this morning, and tell their horror stories of who was present in their delivery room that shouldn't be. This got me thinking.....
I am terrified of giving birth. And I have done it before. And it wasn't that long ago. (As one of my interns put it this morning, "Wow Dr. Borggren, your daughter is only a year-and-a-half old? You are really shooting those kids out, one right after another!")
Here is what I am afraid of, in no particular order.
~ My first birth went perfectly--everything happened the way that I wanted it to. What if this one doesn't?
~ What if I can't take the pain, and have to get an epidural? (My WORST fear.)
~ What if I poop myself?
~ What if I say something mean to Josh?
~ What if the labor goes too fast? (Likely, according to my first birth.)
~ What if something is wrong with the baby?
~ What if Woodwinds is full?
~ What if Dr. Rolando can't be there?
~ And the fears could go on forever....
I have many more weeks to stew this all over, but why? I am a champ at pushing out babies (Dr. said so), and there is no reason why God wouldn't grant me the perfect labor all over again.
So there.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Only ONE!!!
We just had the breath-taking experience of seeing our baby! Thankfully, and much to my surprsie, there was only one baby, as everyone assured me there would be! Enough of those mind tricks on me! Josh and Emma accompanied me, and together as a fam, we saw our next arrival! Everything looked great--from the heart, to the lip with NO cleft palate, to the kidneys, and finally the vertebral column! The heart rate was 144, so I am still sticking with it being a boy (along with a totally different pregnancy experience--though we have already determined that I stink at guessing!), but Josh is just sure that it is a girl, after he intently searched the groin area for a "third leg." The tech determined ahead of time that I didn't want to know what the sex of the baby is, while Josh quietly said in the corner, "but Em and I do...." Sorry, Momma wins--I have to push the bugar out! So when it was time to survey the groin area, I covered my eyes while Josh so-not-discretely tried to make his determination. He seemed a bit disappointed when he saw "nothing," but I honestly don't think he would know a weiner if he saw one--those things are tough to see unless you have a well-trained eye!
The experience all seems more real now to see Peanut waving at us, having hiccups, watching that tiny little heart beat away, and squirming around in the pool of amniotic fluid. Now we just have to wait 20 more weeks to meet our little boy? Or girl? What do you think???
The experience all seems more real now to see Peanut waving at us, having hiccups, watching that tiny little heart beat away, and squirming around in the pool of amniotic fluid. Now we just have to wait 20 more weeks to meet our little boy? Or girl? What do you think???
Monday, October 1, 2007
19 Weeks
It is hard to believe that I am over half-way to being considered "full-term." My how time flies. Hopefully this last half will slow us down a bit so that we are ready for the next arrival. We decided this week that we need to get our house on the market because we will truly be "busting at the seams" if we try to raise 2 kids in a 2-bedroom town home! Hopefully this will be a smooth transition.....
I am still feeling great, and based upon the complaints of other pregos that I am caring for, I don't feel that my pregnancy ailments are even worthy of complaint! I am feeling great! I am astounded at how much movement I am feeling as of late. This babe is sure an active one. I had no idea that the little peanut could make so many movements at such an early stage! I didn't feel any movement with Emma until I was around 20 weeks, so this has been amazing to me!
I saw my parents this weekend, and they have declared that I am officially "showing," and that I seem bigger much sooner this time around (perhaps a picture is in order?). Hooray for the stretched out tummy--not. Hopefully I will leave the "fat stage" quickly, and get into the "comfortably pregnant" league soon! Not that I want to be in maternity clothes, but feeling fat is not as glamorous as it sounds....
I am still feeling great, and based upon the complaints of other pregos that I am caring for, I don't feel that my pregnancy ailments are even worthy of complaint! I am feeling great! I am astounded at how much movement I am feeling as of late. This babe is sure an active one. I had no idea that the little peanut could make so many movements at such an early stage! I didn't feel any movement with Emma until I was around 20 weeks, so this has been amazing to me!
I saw my parents this weekend, and they have declared that I am officially "showing," and that I seem bigger much sooner this time around (perhaps a picture is in order?). Hooray for the stretched out tummy--not. Hopefully I will leave the "fat stage" quickly, and get into the "comfortably pregnant" league soon! Not that I want to be in maternity clothes, but feeling fat is not as glamorous as it sounds....
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Wrong Again.
So, I might be bad at guessing friend's baby's genders. I can guess my own, but when it comes to guessing patient's and friend's, I am no good.
Sophia Collette Nourse was born this morning to Jared and Naomi--the first of the posse' to deliver on this go around! I guessed early on that this munchkin was a boy, and even made little onesies at Naomi's baby shower that sport "Boob Man," and referred to the baby as "little man" while adjusting Naomi. Oops. Sorry, Sophia. However, Emma will be happy to be a big sister to little Sophia. We are so happy for Jared and Naomi, and look forward to our kids growing up together!
Sophia Collette Nourse was born this morning to Jared and Naomi--the first of the posse' to deliver on this go around! I guessed early on that this munchkin was a boy, and even made little onesies at Naomi's baby shower that sport "Boob Man," and referred to the baby as "little man" while adjusting Naomi. Oops. Sorry, Sophia. However, Emma will be happy to be a big sister to little Sophia. We are so happy for Jared and Naomi, and look forward to our kids growing up together!
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
18-Week Check-up
Appointment At A Glance.....
~BP: 119/64 (Hooray for this--I had HBP my entire pregnancy with Em--exercise really does lower BP--imagine that!)
~Weight gain: still below normal, but more than my liking, so increased exercise and healthier choices of foods start NOW! I only gained 17 pounds with Emma, so my 6 in the first half of this pregnancy is not sitting well! [TWIN indicator?]
~Fundal Height: 19+ cm [TWIN indicator?]
~Fetal Heart rate: 150-160 bpm
~Fetal Survey Ultrasound: Thursday, Oct. 4, 2:30
As many of you know, I am having weird suspicions that I may be hosting twins in this uterus of mine. I don't really know why I have these feelings, but I do. I was definitely more sick in the first trimester with this pregnancy (though it only lasted 3 weeks), and I feel TONS of movement which is kinda weird this early on. If there is only one, it HAS to be a boy that will someday be an NFL player (there you go, Josh!). Our doctor told us at our first appointment that he would order an ultrasound, but Josh and I decided that since I am not a big fan of ultrasounds anyways, that we could wait until the 20-week fetal survey to find out. Dr. Rolando maintains that it is almost impossible to determine if there are two before 20 weeks anyways, so why bother the babe with sounds waves! Please join me in praying that we have ONE healthy baby! I still have no complaints, but if I could mention one nuisance, it would be heartburn that began this week. TUMS do wonders--I am halfway through the first bottle! :)
~BP: 119/64 (Hooray for this--I had HBP my entire pregnancy with Em--exercise really does lower BP--imagine that!)
~Weight gain: still below normal, but more than my liking, so increased exercise and healthier choices of foods start NOW! I only gained 17 pounds with Emma, so my 6 in the first half of this pregnancy is not sitting well! [TWIN indicator?]
~Fundal Height: 19+ cm [TWIN indicator?]
~Fetal Heart rate: 150-160 bpm
~Fetal Survey Ultrasound: Thursday, Oct. 4, 2:30
As many of you know, I am having weird suspicions that I may be hosting twins in this uterus of mine. I don't really know why I have these feelings, but I do. I was definitely more sick in the first trimester with this pregnancy (though it only lasted 3 weeks), and I feel TONS of movement which is kinda weird this early on. If there is only one, it HAS to be a boy that will someday be an NFL player (there you go, Josh!). Our doctor told us at our first appointment that he would order an ultrasound, but Josh and I decided that since I am not a big fan of ultrasounds anyways, that we could wait until the 20-week fetal survey to find out. Dr. Rolando maintains that it is almost impossible to determine if there are two before 20 weeks anyways, so why bother the babe with sounds waves! Please join me in praying that we have ONE healthy baby! I still have no complaints, but if I could mention one nuisance, it would be heartburn that began this week. TUMS do wonders--I am halfway through the first bottle! :)
Thursday, September 20, 2007
How I Told.....The Pregnant Posse'
Well, I'm not gonna lie--I told Naomi the first time I saw her (a.k.a. the Monday after that weekend). I knew there was no way that I could see her twice a day, and keep a secret..... She was happy, but probably next filled with overwhelming realizations that this would also mean another baby for her, too. We will see how much patience Naomi does have! So far, she has more patience than anyone I have EVER encountered, so perhaps a 2 year-old-Emma, a 6-month old Baby Nourse, and Borggren Baby #2 will be no big deal.
Now on to the rest of the Posse'. We were getting together for our weekly Girl's Night. I had decided that due to a recent miscarriage to someone near and dear to me that I would wait to portray our news until reaching a more comfortable landmark--perhaps 12 weeks or 8 if I couldn't wait. I honestly had no intentions of relaying the news to the Posse', though in retrospect, I am so glad that I told when I did! Sarah barely got in the door before exclaiming that she was going to have a baby. Now being that she has been trying for quite some time (is it okay if I say that Sarah?), this was the News of the Year for all of us. We were so excited to watch Sarah tear up as she told us the news. My first question was "when are you due?" She choked up between hugs and said, "February twenti......." At this point (knowing my due date was around the 24th of February) I knew there was absolutely no way to keep the verbal vomit from coming forth. Our due dates were within the same week! The diarrhea of the mouth took over, and I told my news. I am not quite sure who was more shocked. It was a joyous time though! I felt horrible, feeling as though I had "dampened" Sarah's news, but she maintains that she didn't care--the more the merrier! After hugs and tears, we all sat down. I quickly realized that we still had one member of the Posse' that wasn't pregnant, but would have died to be. We all hugged Erin, and promised her that in God's time, she would get knocked up too! Little did we know, life had already begun within her! What a night!
Now on to the rest of the Posse'. We were getting together for our weekly Girl's Night. I had decided that due to a recent miscarriage to someone near and dear to me that I would wait to portray our news until reaching a more comfortable landmark--perhaps 12 weeks or 8 if I couldn't wait. I honestly had no intentions of relaying the news to the Posse', though in retrospect, I am so glad that I told when I did! Sarah barely got in the door before exclaiming that she was going to have a baby. Now being that she has been trying for quite some time (is it okay if I say that Sarah?), this was the News of the Year for all of us. We were so excited to watch Sarah tear up as she told us the news. My first question was "when are you due?" She choked up between hugs and said, "February twenti......." At this point (knowing my due date was around the 24th of February) I knew there was absolutely no way to keep the verbal vomit from coming forth. Our due dates were within the same week! The diarrhea of the mouth took over, and I told my news. I am not quite sure who was more shocked. It was a joyous time though! I felt horrible, feeling as though I had "dampened" Sarah's news, but she maintains that she didn't care--the more the merrier! After hugs and tears, we all sat down. I quickly realized that we still had one member of the Posse' that wasn't pregnant, but would have died to be. We all hugged Erin, and promised her that in God's time, she would get knocked up too! Little did we know, life had already begun within her! What a night!
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
How I Told.....My Parents
Well, since we have established that no one reads this (my peeps seemingly aren't into the whole blog thang.....), I guess I will look at it like it is my Pregnancy Journal for #2. We all know that the second pregnancy isn't as exciting as the first, and while I don't think I will take fewer pictures of this baby, I do know that I am already slacking in the pregnancy journaling aspect. This will have to suffice--Momma is busy!
Now that I have that disappointment out of the way, let's get on to how I told my parents.....
[Same day as finding out about being pregnant]
Pick up phone and dial Mom--Saturday, 5:05pm
Mom: {whisper}"Cara, I am in church. Can I call you back?"
Cara: "NO. I NEED to talk to you!"
M: "What's wrong, honey?"
C: "Mom, I'm pregnant."
M: "Are you serious?"
C: "Uh, yeah, and we aren't happy about it."
M: "Is it okay if I'm happy about it?"
C: "Yeah, maybe it will rub off on me then."
M: "How far along are you? When did you find out?"
C: "Don't know--just found out."
Other words of nonsense were spoken, and then we concluded so my Mom could get back to church. My sister was sitting next to her, so of course she told her immediately. I can only imagine that my Mom sat there with a grin from ear-to-ear for the entire service, which probably left my Dad (who was the Pastor leading the church service!) wondering what was up in that pew!
After the service, my sister went through the line to greet the Pastor (our Dad), and shook his hand and told him that he was going to be a grandpa again, but that is all she said. I can only imagine that he was hoping it was me or my brother, and NOT her! :) My Mom told my Dad the news afterwards, and our conversation, and he too said, "I hope it's okay if I am happy too!"
Now that I have that disappointment out of the way, let's get on to how I told my parents.....
[Same day as finding out about being pregnant]
Pick up phone and dial Mom--Saturday, 5:05pm
Mom: {whisper}"Cara, I am in church. Can I call you back?"
Cara: "NO. I NEED to talk to you!"
M: "What's wrong, honey?"
C: "Mom, I'm pregnant."
M: "Are you serious?"
C: "Uh, yeah, and we aren't happy about it."
M: "Is it okay if I'm happy about it?"
C: "Yeah, maybe it will rub off on me then."
M: "How far along are you? When did you find out?"
C: "Don't know--just found out."
Other words of nonsense were spoken, and then we concluded so my Mom could get back to church. My sister was sitting next to her, so of course she told her immediately. I can only imagine that my Mom sat there with a grin from ear-to-ear for the entire service, which probably left my Dad (who was the Pastor leading the church service!) wondering what was up in that pew!
After the service, my sister went through the line to greet the Pastor (our Dad), and shook his hand and told him that he was going to be a grandpa again, but that is all she said. I can only imagine that he was hoping it was me or my brother, and NOT her! :) My Mom told my Dad the news afterwards, and our conversation, and he too said, "I hope it's okay if I am happy too!"
Saturday, September 15, 2007
How I Told.....Josh
Well, let me take you back to the end of June, when we decided to take a little family excursion. Since living in MN for 5 years, we haven't really explored God's country up here much past Duluth. Being "MN's Playground," we decided we should check out Brainerd. Josh took a 3-day weekend, and I had to work a few short hours on Friday before we left at noon. We made our way up there, and enjoyed out first night there. We meandered our way down to the pool, and because I tend to be a wax-producer of America, the pool water mixed with my over-production of wax made a pasty mess which clogged my ears. (This would later be one of those things that happened for a reason.) Let me note that adult beverages and hot tubs were enjoyed on this night--all first trimester no-no's.
The next morning, with my ears still clogged, I headed to the nearest Target to get some Swim-Ear. While I was there, I walked past the pregnancy test isle. I remember thinking, "Hmmm, should I get one?" Why would I do that? We weren't trying to get pregnant, we were trying not to get pregnant. For some strange reason, I picked one up. It is still a mystery to me of why I took a test. I had no reason to....
I got back to the hotel with my goods, and Josh and Emma were showering or something as we were getting ready to try out the Paul Bunyon Bike Trail that day. I proceeded to take a test while Josh looked at me puzzled, but I assured him I that I was just taking it because I had a strange feeling, but that there was no way I was pregnant. The next few moments would change my life. The test came back positive. I immediately was overwhelmed with a feeling that I will never be able to describe, and was speechless as I walked out of the bathroom and handed Josh the test. He just kept looking at it, and then me. The next few minutes were exclamated with pure denial, fear, anger, and shock. As Josh and I just stood there, I remember asking him to hug me. We stood there flabergasted for a few more moments, and then we were joined by Emma. I can't remember what was said exactly, but something like this: "Cara, everything happens for a reason. It will all work out." "But Josh, I can't be pregnant--I'm not ready to be pregnant again!" I was pretty numb the rest of the day as we rode our bikes for a long 20 miles, but knew that if Josh was on board, he was right--it WOULD all work out. I don't remember much of the rest of that day except that Josh assured me that I was surrounded by his support and love, that I tried to determine when I might possibly be due, that I realized that Emma would ONLY BE TWO when the baby was born, and that we had AWESOME ribs at Famous Dave's to conclude that peculiar day.....
The next morning, with my ears still clogged, I headed to the nearest Target to get some Swim-Ear. While I was there, I walked past the pregnancy test isle. I remember thinking, "Hmmm, should I get one?" Why would I do that? We weren't trying to get pregnant, we were trying not to get pregnant. For some strange reason, I picked one up. It is still a mystery to me of why I took a test. I had no reason to....
I got back to the hotel with my goods, and Josh and Emma were showering or something as we were getting ready to try out the Paul Bunyon Bike Trail that day. I proceeded to take a test while Josh looked at me puzzled, but I assured him I that I was just taking it because I had a strange feeling, but that there was no way I was pregnant. The next few moments would change my life. The test came back positive. I immediately was overwhelmed with a feeling that I will never be able to describe, and was speechless as I walked out of the bathroom and handed Josh the test. He just kept looking at it, and then me. The next few minutes were exclamated with pure denial, fear, anger, and shock. As Josh and I just stood there, I remember asking him to hug me. We stood there flabergasted for a few more moments, and then we were joined by Emma. I can't remember what was said exactly, but something like this: "Cara, everything happens for a reason. It will all work out." "But Josh, I can't be pregnant--I'm not ready to be pregnant again!" I was pretty numb the rest of the day as we rode our bikes for a long 20 miles, but knew that if Josh was on board, he was right--it WOULD all work out. I don't remember much of the rest of that day except that Josh assured me that I was surrounded by his support and love, that I tried to determine when I might possibly be due, that I realized that Emma would ONLY BE TWO when the baby was born, and that we had AWESOME ribs at Famous Dave's to conclude that peculiar day.....
Monday, September 10, 2007
Fun Facts....
~ The very day that Peanut #2 was conceived is the very same day that I "ceased producing milk" from my first pregnancy.
~ Emma was born on the 25th. This baby is "due" on the 24th. They will be 25 months apart. If this baby is born on the 25th, I am going to go out that day and play the lottery, betting all odds on the number 25. Did I mention I was 25 for alot of this?
~ Emma's due date was January 16th--my grandma's birthday. This baby is due on February 24th--Josh's grandma's birthday!
Do you have any fun facts?
~ Emma was born on the 25th. This baby is "due" on the 24th. They will be 25 months apart. If this baby is born on the 25th, I am going to go out that day and play the lottery, betting all odds on the number 25. Did I mention I was 25 for alot of this?
~ Emma's due date was January 16th--my grandma's birthday. This baby is due on February 24th--Josh's grandma's birthday!
Do you have any fun facts?
16 Weeks
Alright, so I am now 16 weeks. That was a fast first trimester, huh? Actually, I had a rough few weeks. Things are definitely different with this pregnancy when compared to the first. Considering the fact that I didn't even know I was pregnant until 11 weeks with Emma, it is bound to be different, eh? I did experience nausea for three weeks early on, but I took on this attitude that I could either be miserable for the rest of the pregnancy, or I could try to overcome the ickiness, and THAT VERY DAY, I miraculously felt better. Coincidence? Could be, however, I choose to attribute it to the power of positive thinking! Plus, did I mention that chiropractic care does wonders for a pregnant mommy? I definitely have biased thinking considering I AM a chiropractor, but after spending the first year of my post-doctorate training researching this topic, I CAN call myself an expert, can't I? So, as I begin to enter this final-month-in-the-first-half of my pregnancy, I thank God everyday that I am in a profession where I can reap the benefits, as well as deliver the benefits to my pregnant patients on a daily basis through regular chiropractic care. I feel great going into this 16th week, and honestly can't complain about a thing!
Friday, September 7, 2007
Baby on "'Board'ggren"--do you get it?
While it may not be shocking to those around me, it is still a shock to me! Am I really pregnant again? Yes, there is indeed another "baby on board....."
This blog comes after much prompting from my fellow Pregnant Posse--a group of four friends all pregnant at the same time, with three of us due within 3 weeks of each other, and the other our Nanny. There MUST be something in the water! This blog is meant to keep you informed of my progress, and current shock level!
So, enjoy my posts (don't forget to leave a comment!), laugh at my shock, and provide support when I don't think I can handle another Emma!
This blog comes after much prompting from my fellow Pregnant Posse--a group of four friends all pregnant at the same time, with three of us due within 3 weeks of each other, and the other our Nanny. There MUST be something in the water! This blog is meant to keep you informed of my progress, and current shock level!
So, enjoy my posts (don't forget to leave a comment!), laugh at my shock, and provide support when I don't think I can handle another Emma!
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