Archive for November, 2009

20 Weeks – Thankful

Saturday, November 28th, 2009

I’ve hit the halfway point! That’s so crazy to me – this whole pregnancy thing is already half over. I’m so thankful that I’ve had very minor complaints so far and I hope to continue to have only minor complaints until the end. (Hey, a girl can dream.)

Daniel finally felt the baby kick once this week! Baby is still super sneaky and will either stop kicking by the time I say anything or will scoot so far down with his feet that he’s just kicking my cervix and not my belly. I’m hoping Daniel will get to feel one of the really jumpy superkicks soon. I can’t predict when they’re going to happen obviously, but I can see my belly move if I’m staring at it when Baby happens to kick like that, so I’m sure they can be felt from the outside.

I’m still so tickled that the baby is a boy like I thought! I can’t wait to buy little sweater vests and hilarious old-man outfits for a tiny baby. Here’s an outfit I bought on Sunday, before we found out:

Baby Outfit

I couldn’t resist. The EARS! The FEET! The plushy softness! I have no idea what size I should have gotten, since Baby will be born in the spring when it’s not very warm yet, but I grabbed the 3 month size and I’m going to put it on him at least a few times before he grows out of it, even if it’s the wrong season. I might go buy a 9 or 12 month one, so then he can wear it in the wintertime too.

I still need to find a cute “coming home” outfit. There’s a lot of them online but they are either really fussy looking or super expensive. I just want a cute onesie thing, maybe with pants or a onesie with legs, and a cute little hat.

Here’s this week’s comparison photo:

18-20 Week Comparison

I actually think I look smaller this week, but that might be my bad Photoshop photo editing skillz. I can never tell if I’m making the photos the same size or not. Daniel says he can see a definite change in real life between now and two weeks ago so I don’t think I’m going backwards or anything.

Ultrasound Results

Monday, November 23rd, 2009

The ultrasound went really, really well. The girl was very nice and said she was an intern and would be looking at all the baby’s measurements and organs, and then her instructor would come in and take a quick look to confirm everything and answer any questions.

She let me use the bathroom a couple of times, since OMG SO MUCH WATER. They have you drink 32 ounces at least an hour before you come in, and I had to pee SO BAD by the time we got there. I liked the clinic – the room was very cozy! It was nice and warm, and the ultrasound machine hand a pleasant white-noise hum, and they dimmed the lights for us.

We got to see pictures of Baby’s organs, and spine, and arms and legs. It was really weird to be able to feel the baby kicking and see it on the screen at the same time. So neat! I’m measuring a couple of weeks ahead (a little over 21 weeks instead of about 19.5) but they leave it up to your doctor to adjust your due date if necessary.

Baby's Profile

When the ultrasound tech came in, she re-confirmed what the intern told us earlier, which was that Baby is a…

Baby's Bits

BOY!

(Hee! I knew it.)

Week 19

Thursday, November 19th, 2009

This week has been pretty uneventful, which I’m thankful for after last week. I still haven’t made a decision regarding work stuffs, but our replacement rent check did finally make it to the property management company.

Baby has been kicking and punching his or her little legs and arms all over this week. There have been some uncomfortable jabs to internal bits, but so far I don’t think the regular tummy kicks can be felt from the outside. I had Daniel try to feel some last weekend but it didn’t work. Anytime I think, “Oh! Maybe this one!” Baby either quits kicking before I can say anything or else Daniel is nowhere to be found. Sneaky!

This round ligament pain is getting tiresome. I can only imagine it will get worse from here on out so I am trying to not get bummed out by it, but when it hurts like the dickens to roll over at night or to put on pants or socks in the morning or to get up off the couch or to walk or to stretch or ANY NUMBER OF OTHER THINGS PEOPLE NORMALLY DO IN THE COURSE OF A DAY… well… it is hard. Is this because I sit all day at work? Because I walk a lot? It’s less of the sudden, zingy, cramp-type pains (though I get those too, especially if I turn funny) and more just general achiness of those ligaments.

I am still vaguely uncomfortable with the idea of talking to my belly, even though I know it’s supposed to be good for Baby. I told my cousin it’s like trying to have a conversation with your liver. Should I be reading my tummy bedtime stories? Would that make it more awkward or less awkward? It just kind of gives me that feeling when you realize that, despite being home alone, you have just laughed out loud at something you read on the internet. Like, yes hello, I do enjoy talking to myself like a crazyperson. Any tips for making this feel less forced?

Our big ultrasound is on Monday morning! Any guesses if Baby is a boy or a girl? I’m not hoping for one or the other, but I think it’s a boy, mostly just because I have a “feeling,” but also because I can’t think of any good boy names and I can think of a lot of girl names. Anytime I slip up and say “he” instead of “it” or “he or she” Daniel says, “…but you don’t knooooowwww!” which is true. I don’t think he has a feeling either way.

Three Things

Tuesday, November 17th, 2009

I got tagged for something! Cristina completed this short little post prompt and tagged me to do the same.

Rules:

List three things you’re good at, three things you like about your life, three things you like about your personality and three things you like about your looks. Then challenge five people to do the same.

My answers:

Three things I’m good at:
1. Writing emails. I think I tend to go overboard on providing information sometimes, but I’ve been praised at work for the thorough and helpful emails I send. I do a lot of proofreading.
2. Giving design feedback. I really like reviewing sites, critiquing, and offering suggestions. I’m a front-end developer by nature but my college degree is technically in web design, so I like to think I know what I’m talking about most of the time.
3. Simple sewing projects. I don’t know if I’d be up for tackling anything with sleeves anytime soon, but I can make baby pants and bibs and dresses and toys just fine.

Three things I like about my life:
1. I have a lovely husband and am thankful I get to spend the rest of my life with him
2. We have an active little baby on the way and I am so thrilled that we get to experience this new adventure together
3. We both live close to work so we don’t spend a lot of time commuting, and I really like that.

Three things I like about my personality:
1. My ability to think logically and to problem solve
2. My inherent mother-hen-ness, even if it annoys my husband/friends sometimes
3. My sense of humor

Three things I like about my looks:
1. My hair – I’ve been told I have totally awesome highlights, and that I’m really lucky that my hair color comes naturally. I’ve never dyed my hair so I don’t really know what it’s like to not have hair like this, but I do like the color.
2. My eyes – I have the same color green eyes as my dad
3. My lips – I’ve been blessed with full lips, so I’ve never had to worry about plumping lip gloss. (That stuff stings! Yow!)

I’m horrible at tagging people but feel free to nab this if you’d like to participate. (And let me know if you do, I’ll put up a link.)

Week 18 – Kicky!

Thursday, November 12th, 2009

This past week, Baby got a LOT more active. I feel him/her throughout the day off and on and they are definite kicks and/or punches. It’s totally awesome and simultaneously really, really weird. Something is kicking my innards! Ack! It is cute now, but I bet it will not be cute several months from now when Baby is kicking the crap out of my lungs or bladder.

I’m still having a fair amount of round ligament pain. Lame. It’s not debilitating or anything but if I’ve been sitting for a while and stand up, I look about 300 years old for the first few steps until my body adjusts to this newfangled thing called “walking.”

I received my shipment of my newborn diapers and OMG SO CUTE. Tiny little diaper covers!

This week’s comparison picture:

18 Weeks

It… does not really look different. I actually think it might be the photo or my outfit or something because I am pretty sure I am noticeably bigger, but I took today’s pictures in a rush to leave for work this morning. Baby is about 5.5 inches long, or as big as a bell pepper. This does not sound adorable to me because I loathe bell peppers but perhaps someone will find this cute. Last week was a turnip, which really cracked me up.

Oh! Also! My ultrasound appointment is scheduled for November 23rd, in the morning, so here’s hoping Baby cooperates and we find out the sex! It will be a Thanksgiving week surprise. (Baby just kicked. He/she says hello.)

Overall, this week has been pretty normal baby-wise and pretty crap other-wise. Our bathroom light decided to fail over the weekend so we called in a maintenance request on Monday, because it was obviously an electrical issue and not a lightbulb issue. We didn’t hear back. Tuesday came and I got a call from the property management company, which I thought was kind of weird since Daniel made the maintenance call, but my phone was on the verge of death so I let it go to voicemail and figured I’d listen and then have Daniel call them back.

My voicemail revealed that they called to let us know that unusually, they did not receive our rent this month.

I could have died.

WHAT.

This is the ONE and ONLY time this has ever happened to me: THE CHECK GOT LOST IN THE MAIL. I am not making this up. It’d be like if your dog really did eat your homework – it just screams HELLO I AM LYING. I swear to effing everything that I mailed it on Nov 2, because I had to beg a stamp off my co-workers because I realized once I made it to work that I forgot to mail it the past Friday.

When Daniel talked to them they didn’t sound like they were going to charge us the late-rent fee but I am not 100% sure on that. They did note that it was very weird to not have received our check (we’ve been here for 2.5 years and haven’t ever been late) and we promised to send another right away, which I did today. (I tried to yesterday but realized when I got home and the envelope was still in the mailbox that there is no mail on holidays.)

GAH. Talk about stress.

Then today, we had a big company meeting at work, and yes, it was that kind of meeting. I still have a job. This is obviously great. But instead of receiving raises for next year, or not receiving raises at all, we are receiving the option of either a 2% deferred pay cut or 5 unpaid furlough days off. The “deferred” apparently means that we are in essence “loaning” that amount of our salary to the company for 2010, and we will get it paid back in 2011. The example they gave was if you started with $1000 this year, next year (2010) you’d make $980, and the year after (2011) you’d make $1020, which is the amount you started with plus the backpay from 2010. If you take the furlough days there is no backpay option, you just take them and that’s that.

I haven’t decided yet what I want to do. My maternity leave will occur next year during the cuts, so I could either choose to have money come in the next year or an extra week home with my baby. AGONIZING. On one hand, we could totally use the money, because hello, we are not rich and also there will be a new baby and hospital bills. On the other hand, what kind of horrible unfit parent would I be to choose money over an extra (unpaid) week with my child? Argh. The pay cut actually seems like the better option so far in terms of long-term planning, but I am going to do some math and work out what makes sense for us. I assume we have to choose by the end of the year.

On the plus side, our bathroom light got fixed today because I received another call from the property management company that I was able to answer, and they offered to send someone by this morning. So I don’t have to do my hair and makeup in the dark anymore like I’ve been doing all week.

Week 17 – Some fears, and cloth diapering

Thursday, November 5th, 2009

Seventeen weeks today! I am pretty sure I have some round-ligament pain going on, since most anything that involves moving my legs with the use of my core muscles hurts. Things like holding up one leg while putting on pants or socks while standing, that sort of thing. Or getting off the couch if I move sideways kind of funny.

Other than that, things are pretty good. I sleep okay and have this nest of pillows in my bed to support various areas that need supporting during the night. I finally have a workable wardrobe so I have things to wear to work, and I just got a winter jacket at Target that should work for the next couple of months.

I’m pretty sure now that I feel the baby. It’s not every day, and it’s usually just the occasional kick or series of kicks, but I think it’s legitimate. I’ve had a couple more somersault-y feelings too! I read something where someone described the kicks feeling like when you’re holding a goldfish in a bag of water, and the goldfish runs into the bag. It’s light but forceful at the same time, and kind of feels like the goldfish bump.

Fears

I am really only genuinely afraid of two things regarding this baby:

One: When to go to the doctor. My mom is a nurse, and I was raised in a household that rarely visited the doctor, so I have absolutely no frame of reference for what constitutes a doctor visit.

I’ve had people tell me “well, you just know,” but they also bring their kids in for colds. COLDS! You can’t do anything for a cold! They get snuffly and miserable but it’s not like the doctor can cure them and then you’re out the money for the doctor’s visit to have them tell you “keep them hydrated.” Same thing with a fever – I mean, the fever just has to run its course, the doctor can’t make it go away, so why bring them in?

Obviously excessive bleeding would warrant a visit, and probably head trauma, but beyond that I am clueless.

I’m just scared that I’m going to miss some kid of legitimate-sickly-kid sign and endanger my baby’s life because I was raised to not go to the doctor unless your limb is falling off. How do you KNOW?

Two: What to do with Baby once I have to go back to work. Because I do have to – I have the health insurance and the larger paycheck. Daniel could stay home, but I think he would miss his job and the human interaction and OMG I would be so jealous! Which leaves us with daycare, which is not at all what I envisioned for my baby but it’s also not the worst thing in the world. In short, it is basically our only option.

Problem is, daycare is expensive. You can find less expensive places, but do you really want to choose your baby’s caretaker based on price? Ack. Plus, we don’t have a car, so our daycare options are limited by what we can get to on our way to and from work in a reasonable time. And I think some daycares don’t accept cloth diapers, but I’m not totally sure.

We will probably sign up to get put on some waiting lists for daycares in our area and hope that they are reasonably-priced and nice for Baby, but the whole thing just makes me so anxious I try not to think about it.

Cloth Diapering

I finally took the plunge and committed to this whole cloth diaper thing by purchasing a bunch of infant-sized prefolds and covers.

Let me back up and say that I started out with kind of a bad opinion on cloth diapers. I’m familiar with the old-school, swish-in-the-toilet and wear-plastic-pants kind of cloth diapering, as that’s what was used on me (and my brothers) as babies, but OH MAN how things have changed. You have a zillion different options! No such thing as plastic pants! Sprayers instead of swishing!

We are going with the prefolds + covers method, which is actually the closest to the old-school method and the most labor-intensive, but we chose it basically because it’s the cheapest. You buy a bunch of prefold diapers, several waterproof covers, and some Snappis to hold the prefold together and you’re set. No pins, no plastic pants.

Prefolds are wrinkly cotton diapers that look like this:
prefold
They are called “prefolds” since the center panel has twice as many layers as the side panels. (You can also buy flat-fold diapers, but that seems unnecessarily complicated to me.) You fold the diaper up like this so it contains messes. (Image from breastfeedingsymbol.org)

Then you hold the diaper closed with a Snappi:
snappi
Snappis kind of work like the fasteners for Ace bandages. They have little grippy teeth that keep the diaper closed. You could use pins if you wanted, but Snappis seem less dangerous and time-consuming. (Image from SnappiBaby)

Then you pop a waterproof cover on top and you’re done!
bummis-super-whisper-wrap
There are a million different cover options – fleece, PUL, wool, snap-closures, Aplix closures, you name it! I have been picking mostly white covers with some gender-neutral colors thrown in, but I just love this polka-dot one! I’ve thought about making my own since they’re not super complicated, but I don’t know if I’d actually do it once I bought the materials. Also, you don’t have to get as many covers as you have diapers – as long as the covers aren’t soiled, you can continue to use them throughout the day so for every 20-30 prefolds, you probably need around 4-6 covers. (Image from Wildflower Diapers)

The other options are AIOs (All-in-ones) which work just like disposables but they are made of cloth; pocket diapers, which are kind of like diaper covers with a “pocket” inside to stuff in a prefold or an absorbent insert; or fitted diapers, which need covers like prefolds do but are already diaper-shaped so there’s no folding involved. AIOs are by far the most expensive, at $18-25+ a pop. Pocket diapers are less expensive ($18-ish) but still not cheap, and fitted diapers are around $15 each. Prefolds are about $2 each and covers are around $10, so the per-diaper-setup price is about $12 whereas even the fitteds will run you about $20 per diaper setup.

(I hate that I feel like I need to say this, but let me mention here that however you choose to diaper your baby is YOUR CHOICE and I am not making any kind of judgment call on you whatsoever – this is just what I wanted to do, personally. No hard feelings!)

Instead of a Diaper Genie or similar, you use a normal garbage pail with a “wet bag” waterproof, washable, reusable liner. To get messes off the diaper before they go into the pail, you can get a sprayer that attaches to your toilet and works like the one on a lot of kitchen sinks. A quick spray and you toss the prefold into the pail!

So yes! That will be our system. Once Baby is here I will definitely give an update on how things are working out and what we like or what we’d change.