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When I started this blogging project, I thought I would always post these sweet, cuddly little clips about my wonderful little experience with pregnancy. WRONG STUPID!! This sucks and I don't mind complaining about it b/c I wear my emotions on my sleeve and you can either love me the way I am or not. If you haven't already noticed, I am in a freaking fantastic mood today. I am not sure why God created hormones but I think it was a bad idea. But anyway back to the reason for my post, my latest ob appt.

First the put me on the fetal monitor for 15 or 20 minutes and I had to push this button every time he moved, which of course was A LOT, but it is nice to be able to hear his little heart beat and actually hear him wiggling around in there. Next we sat in the waiting room for a half hour and then they took us to the ultrasound so they could check my fluid levels again. I was actually excited that we got to have another ultrasound so Clay could see Gavin since he missed the last one for Leadership Lowndes. Gavin was curled up in a little ball with his back to the scanner and he refused to move so that we could see his face. Stubborn little man, he was acting crazy for the fetal monitor but refused to move for the ultrasound, oh well, maybe next time. Unfortunately my fluid levels were even higher this time which is not good at all but fortunately Gavin is doing just fine. After we waiting another 30 - 45 minutes they tell us that they midwife we were scheduled to see had an emergency with another patient and was running behind. So we see someone else who proceeds to tell me that she can tell how miserable I am, wishes there was something she could do and because my fluid levels are so high, I now get to do this routine TWICE A WEEK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Not only did this appointment cost me 2.25 hours of my already tax season packed day but it is costing me piles of money b/c my insurance is crap. Now I get to waste 4.5 hours a week and two piles of money. So prayers would be much appreciated for both my patience but mostly our finances. Poor Clay is truly about one SOBGYN statement from a complete breakdown.

My Baby is a MONSTER!!!

Well I went for my 32 week ultrasound this afternoon and they confirmed my suspicions. Gavin is HUGE, and I mean REALLY HUGE. He already weighs 5.7 lbs and is in the 94th percentile for size. You should have seen the size of this kid's head!!! It was so big the tech asked me if I had diabetes!!!! Which of course I don't, thankfully.

I noticed on the summary screen after the ultrasound that by all the averages of his size I was actually 35 wks and 1 day and my due date should be 4/21, which seems a lot more accurate to me but what do I know. So of course I am super happy waiting on the Dr. to come in and confirm my new due date. So I wait and wait and wait some more and he finally comes in and crushes my dreams!!! He REFUSES to change my due date!! He said that he wasn't going to change the due date to fit the ultrasound but that is exactly what he did with the 2nd ultrasound I got. So if that is the position he is taking I guess I am going with my original due date of 4/28.

He also told me I have some condition that means too much fluid. He said that there are several factors that could cause this none of which I have or it could be unknown which is the case 60% of the time. He said that he would always take too much fluid over too little but that this did put me in a higher risk category and for that, I would now need to come in EVERY FREAKING WEEK!!! Like I don't have enough going on all ready!!! Oh well, whatever keeps Gavin happy and healthy, I guess :-).

Small Scare....

Monday morning, my usual not being able to breathe episode seemed to last longer than usual. Well then I started worrying that if I wasn't able to breathe then Gavin probably wasn't getting enough oxygen either. I decided to come into work just to make sure the March 15th extensions all got out OK, good employee that I am :-). Well the longer I thought about not being able to breathe the harder it was to breathe so I left work about 30 minutes after I got there. On the way home I had my first of what I assume was a panic attack. Lots of hysterical crying and hyperventilating (not my proudest moment). When I finally got in touch with Clay, he told me to call the Dr. and see what they said. Of course they didn't want to tell me just to relax and take a nap, just in case it was something a lot more serious, so they told me to go to the ER. Well that started my second and hopefully last EVER panic attack. So Clay has to come and get me, help me get dressed b/c I am so out of breath I can't even get back out of my pj's. Then he asks me if I had been having any contractions. Well I just had noticed one and then several minutes later, here comes another. By the time we got to the ER, they were about a minute apart and really strong. So by now I am SERIOUSLY freaking out b/c no matter which due date I use 4/28 or 5/10, it is WAY too early for Gavin to make his arrival. Now I know in the back of my mind that they will give me something to make the contractions stop if they think it is too early, but at this point, rational thoughts are not making it through. Poor Clay is so worried about me and the fact that I can not calm down, I think he was on the verge of panic.

Well after all that excitement I start calming down once I am in the Labor ward and they tell me that Gavin is perfectly fine, that my O2 levels are at 100% and my cervix is as tight as a drum. But they decide to give me a thing of fluids and some kind of shot to stop the contractions and calm me down. I can not remember what the name of the shot was, but let me tell you, if you are EVER offered a shot that the name begins with a V, please ask them how bad it is going to hurt, just to make sure it is not the same one. If I had known before hand how bad that one shot would hurt, I would never have let them give it to me. I seriously thought I was about to loose control of ALL bodily functions at once. I have NEVER been in that much pain in all of my life. Afterwards she admitted that as far as she knew that was the most painful shot made. Well I fully believe her.

So after all that I got home and slept from 11:30 Monday until 5:45 this morning, give or take a few hours.

31 wks and 3 days

I first typed my title as 39 wks and 3 days :-). I wish!!! Not much news to report other than I am sure I am further along than 31 wks for several reasons 1. I am huge 2. Gavin seems to be hitting the milestones on all of those pregnancy calendars way early 3. My original due date was 4/28. Plus I just REALLY, REALLY want it to be so. I went to the Dr. yesterday and I have nothing new to report other than I will finally get another ultrasound next Thursday. Hopefully then I will be put out of my due date misery one way or the other.

My last appointment since I was having so many contractions, they put me on the fetal monitor and we got to listen and watch Gavin bounce around my belly and actually move the monitors around, it was funny although I did not have one single contraction the entire time that I was hooked up to that stupid thing. They also did some kind of swab called a fetal fibronectin test which is supposed to tell with a 99% accuracy if you will go into labor within the next two weeks. Well obviously it was correct this time because I'm still at work! The whole terrible contraction thing did scare my bosses enough to cut back my hours from 55+ to max 40 so that made me VERY happy!!

I have had two wonderful baby showers in the past two weeks and have my last one on Sunday. I am so thankful for all my friends, family and co-workers who have made these SO special. We went to the store last night and bought paint for the nursery so hopefully when I post my pictures next week you will see the nursery in its correct color. We are also ordering our crib and other furniture this week, thanks to all of the generous gift cards we received last weekend. So please pray for our marriage because I am sure we might have a discussion or two during the putting together process of that and the pack in play :-).

That's all for now, hopefully have some more news next week!!

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29 weeks and 2 days and I don't think it will EVER end!!! I am freaking miserable and probably making everyone around me freaking miserable :-). I have barely slept in 5 days, my entire body feels like someone took a baseball bat to it and to top it all off, I started having some sort of contractions last night. They weren't super painful, but pretty darn uncomfortable. Hopefully they are just Braxton-Hicks contractions because it is way too early for Gavin to make his entrance into this world. Although by his activity level he seems to be saying he is going to break out of there his self if someone won't let him out soon. I may have already posted this but can't remember so.... I read an article last week about counting fetal movements/kicks and that you should feel at least 10 in two hours. Well I counted last Monday, I believe, and Gavin kicked me 18 times in under a minute!! Although I am super happy that he is so healthy my bladder and ribs are very unhappy. I have another OB appt tomorrow so hopefully it will go well. I will have my Rh shot just in case that Gavin's blood isn't negative like mine.

Clay has made a ton of progress on the nursery, thank goodness. See the pictures below

Below is my belly picture at 28 weeks! Getting bigger and bigger!!!

Check-up

Well Gavin and I had another checkup this morning. The first one we have had to do solo since I didn't think Clay would want to hang around for my glucose test. Boy was that a mistake!! I got sick as a dog! Everything was going fine until 45 minutes in when I almost passed out. I started having cold sweats and feeling really weak and light headed, I could barely keep my eyes open and thought I might throw up right were I was. I had recovered at bit by the time the nurse came and got me but I could still barely walk to the lab. She said it probably didn't help that I am recovering from the stomach bug, but either way that was miserable business.

On a brighter note, the stomach bug didn't set Gavin back any! He was as active as ever although he did give me a small break and only punch/kick my lower abdomen and not my stomach. The nurse at SOBGYN had the hardest time getting him to be still enough to count his heartbeats. Dr. Culbreth said that this was a really good sign. Another wonderful piece of info I received is that I gained less than 2 lbs!!!! Woohoo!! Now if I can only keep this up, I might actually gain close to 50 lbs total. AGGGGHHHH.

A new low :)

Well I hit a new low, sort of, last night. I was terribly ashamed of my gluttoness afterwards but I sure did enjoy myself during my consumption of 1/2 bottle of Frank's Hot Wing sauce. I honestly think I could eat cow patties if they had hot wing sauce on them. Needless to say I am paying for my actions today with an awful case of indigestion. The sad thing is, that I bet I would do it all over again tonight if Clay would cook them for me again!!

I also reached a new milestone earlier this week when I realized that I couldn't see my feet anymore. I think my belly is growing a couple of inches a day! Gavin is still CRAZY active, I have actually been joking that I am carrying a Gremlin instead of a baby in my belly. He has started kicking me in the ribs but it isn't too bad yet because he is just barely reaching them. I'm sure in another week or two it will start hurting pretty bad.

I have my glucose test and OB appt next Wednesday and I have to say I better not have gained hardly any weight at all because I have been SO good! And before you say anything smart about my indulgence last night, the chicken strips were not breaded or fried and hot wing sauce actually doesn't have any fat or calories!! I am actually being more careful about what I eat now than I was before I got pregnant. I have pretty much decided that if I still gain 10 or so pounds I am going back to eating like I was before because all of this eating healthy and low fat isn't worth 2 pounds!