FTD here as we approach 1 month since Baby Bean was born. I can't believe our little human has been with us for over a month!
To our loyal readers we apologize for the radio silence, but somewhere along the way we don't know where our time has gone. Restless rumbles from bot family and friends that they no longer able to read about our daily foibles are compounded by the mourn faces that I am met with from our four legged children as once again, they realize a walk is a once a week privilege.
Our lives now revolve the low fidelity whine of the baby monitor to which we are a slave. Every pop, whistle, scratch and blink has us listening to understand whether its the 'change my diaper/nappy cry', the 'feed my now cry' or my personal favorite 'get me out of my cot cry'.
Let me not forget that FTD gets in lots of trouble if these blood pressure inducing devices are not charged.
I'll get FTM to add some of super-Mom thoughts here this weekend.... and more photos to follow soon.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Where has all my time gone?
Friday, February 8, 2008
Floppy Burritos
FTD here, blogging from the hospital room where we finally get to spend a night with Zoë. Apparently FTD's burrito making skills leave something to desired and Nurse Simone didn't win any awards for hiding her distaste at my efforts.
One of the joys, or is it fears is now getting used to all the noises my little one makes. Right now she is kind of burbling (apparently this is a word according to spell check) to herself. I'm guessing these are contented sounds or maybe she is working on a quality poo of the strange yellow mustard color we are told is appropriate for this stage. There was great celebration in work today when I was able to announce a 'code-yellow' and I was assured this is a significant developmental milestone.
So its all systems go for take bean home today tomorrow. Dogs have sniffed multiple blankets, have shown nothing less than angelic behavior over the past few days as FTM has been recuperating. According to Cesar, Delilah and Noe should meet Zoë outside, give her a good sniff and we can all go inside as a family. FTD will report tomorrow on how it all goes down...
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Monday, February 4, 2008
Friday, February 1, 2008
FTD's last day before bean arrives
Given that tomorrow finally means bean is arriving, I really should have done a better job of arranging my schedule. For my last day before fatherhood, instead of relaxing or doing something I enjoy, I am stressing about a presentation that is not ready and mountains of documents that need to be updated before I check out for a week.
Something tells me my legendary inability to effectively manage my time is going to be challenged as of tomorrow. Any good suggestions are welcome and will be given serious consideration... comment below!
42 Weeks and Counting
Today is officially 42 weeks pregnant. Today is the day when the doc says "That baby is getting huge - time to get her out". We are on call for a ring from the hospital to say there is an open bed and that the process can begin. Could it possibly be less natural?
Rather than being anxious I am celebrating baby bean's upcoming birthday at home alone this AM. Her day has begun with breakfast in bed by FTD (gotta love him) and then a mid morning birthday cupcake to get the show on the road. Knowing that they won't let me eat at the hospital and that I am about to go through trauma, I am trying to have a final day of "no baby in my arms/pregnancy pig out". I figure from here on I have to start losing the baby weight, so I'd better take advantage of my last few hours of justified glutany (sp?). Oh, and I think I may need a couple naps throughout the day as well - why? Because I can!
Next post will include pics of bean! Here we come into the wild world of parenthood. Wish us luck!
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Top 16 things on my mind at 41 weeks pregnant
Many have been inquiring as to why I have not written, how I am feeling, where is the bean etc. So the below is my attempt to answer all questions as succinctly as possible.
Top things I have learned in the past 5 days (since the bean was officially due).
1.) It is possible to get larger than you were at 39 and even 40 weeks
2.) Any weight gained after 40 weeks is not officially allowed to be added to total pregnancy weight gain total. Furthermore, anyone who had a baby before 40 weeks needs to take total weight gain total, divide by # of weeks she was pregnant and multiply this number by 40. This is the true pregnancy total weight gain. *Note - if you like to talk about how you gained only 20 lbs or less this number should be multiplied by 2
3.) Some of my friends and acquaintances lie about pregnancy weight gain, over exaggerate pregnancy complications and all in all like to "one up" one another about all that is child birth. This completely perplexes me. As women, we compete with one another as adolescents for dates, for grades, for colleges. We go on to compete with one another as well as men for jobs, promotions and everything encompassing health, wealth and love. Why are we competing as to who pushed the longest, tore the largest, waited the longest to take drugs etc. Aren't some things sacred?
4.) It is possible to exist sleeping no more than 1 hour at a clip due to walrus shaped physique and ping pong ball sized bladder.
5.) Co-workers and bosses can be incredibly kind when you least expect it and allow you to rest at home.
6.) The same co-workers can then turn panicky when they can't easily locate a simple answer the following day.
7.) All car seats are not created equally nor are the all compatible with strollers.
8.) FTD really needs to bulk up if I am ever going to have a bean 2. This can be muscle or fat - I am not picky, I just need some sized XL t shirts to steal to feel small. Size M men's t shirts do not due bean any justice.
9.) People are incredibly nosey in public and feel it their right to ask you all about your pregnancy and tell you all about theirs when you are walrus shaped. *Note* I did get digits from a man who was a soldier in Korea after such a conversation.
10.) Contractors suck and FTD really should take over all communication with them before I go hormonal on all of them.
11.) Men who clean up mold for a living also clean up murder scenes.
12.) One can exist with only two pairs of pants that fit.
13.) Raspberry tea does not induce labor
14.) Walking 2.5 miles a day does not induce labor
15.) Pineapple does not induce labor
16.) Foot massages do not induce labor
17.) Bean may or may not meet Grandfather on her birthday weekend due to cold and possibly SuperBowl.