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Three (3!) Things Thursday

1. Sorry I missed the baby update yesterday, but I was busy doing important baby related stuff. (It is too baby-related – Alvie Bean needs to know about such things…you wouldn’t want me to neglect his education, would you?)

Mommy's Little Gamer

2. Question for those in the know – when will this extra hair out? Please tell me it’s soon. I am resigned to the fact that my extra boobs are here to stay for the duration of nursing, but really would like to move on from the extra hair. It’s driving me insane. I feel like Cousin Itt.

Cousin Itt


3. I am so ready to start exercising for real! I have been walking, and that’s been okay, but I need more! I yoga’d a bit this week. And, by a bit, I mean I pull out my prenatal yoga video and did 30 minutes (before the baby was hungry). It went pretty well. I’ve lost some flexibility – I couldn’t grab my foot to even start getting into Natarajasana – which is weird (I was still doing Urdhva Dhanurasana at 30 weeks, so it’s frustrating that I’ve lost so much flexibility). I noticed a little soreness in my…girly-parts area in some poses – most notably extended side angle (which is weird, since triangle felt just fine – and yes, I noticed that I switched from Sanskrit – bite me). ANYWAYS – yoga = good, and I can’t wait to get back to where I was. I practiced yoga up to 38 weeks (and only missed the last couple of weeks due to conflict, not due to inability), and am ready to get back to that AND to swimming. (And boy, I wish I had a picture of me doing upward bow (i.e. urdhva dhanurasana) at the beach house at New Year’s. I bet that was awesome (and by awesome, I mean hilarious). Since I don’t, you’ll have to be content with a picture of Alvie going for a walk.

Going for a walk

Bumpday! (well, not really, but I don’t have a catchy replacement title)

So – no more bumpday updates, due to the fact that I am no longer be-bumped.

However, just because I know have  an outside baby, it doesn’t mean that there’s nothing to talk about! Also, I don’t want this to be an “All Alvie All the Time” blog. There are other things to talk about: Shoes, books, training, running, swimming, biking, etc.

So – I am going to dedicate Wednesdays to Alvie updates – and along those lines, my recovery updates, too.

Alvie Progress

Alvie Bean (as I mentioned yesterday) is one month old!

He has grown so much in the lsat month. He grew 1.5 inches! And gained at least 2 pounds (actual weight gain cannot be confirmed due to the fact that I cannot locate the scale) and is officially too big for all of his 0-3 month clothes. (Which, really? How does that even work? He’s only one month old!)

He recognizes my voice and will turn his head to look at me – especially when he’s hungry.

Today, he had his first immersion bath – and loved it. He didn’t even cry  until I took him out of the bath.

He is trying his hardest to roll over, but can’t get all the way there. I have a feeling when he becomes mobile, I will be in trouble.

He really enjoys tummy time, but gets frustrated pretty quickly.

Alvie/Mommy Learning Curves

i.e. breastfeeding

Breastfeeding really hasn’t been too hard for us. He latched on right away as a new guy – as soon as they got him to me after I was in the recovery room post-op. There are times that it is more difficult – he has performance anxiety, so if there are people looking, we have trouble latching. (Honestly? It might be my performance anxiety – not sure.)

He eats between 3.5 – 4 hours per day (there’s an app for that!).

The first time he latched on, it was awesome – tears came to my eyes, because it was such a connection. I really do enjoy this bonding experience with my little man. However, there are times when it seems a bit much. I feel like a milk-cow, and not in a good way. Those moments are few & far between, but I still pledge full honesty, and it’s not 100% awesome all the time.

My Recovery

First off – mental recovery. I feel pretty damn good, actually. I was really afraid that I would suffer from post-partum depression. Between my history of depressive issues and the events of the past few months, it was definitely a worry. I have been seeing a therapist since mid-January to work on everything – dealing with the illness and death of my father, being stressed and stuck in Portland, being pregnant, and then post-partum, not having the birth experience I wanted/expected. I have moments where I cry – but I do think that those moments are 98% grieving and 2% being a normal new mommy.

Secondly – physical recovery. I gained a LOT of weight. Lots. I went about 20 weeks without putting on a pound, and then BOOM! It was like I took some weight gain 3000. Total pregnancy gain: 53 lbs.

Total lost at one month: 31 lbs.

Total loss to go: 22 to get to pre-pregnancy weight; 42 to get to my goal weight (there had been some creepage between my 2009 marathon and my 2011 impregnation).

I am not going to talk too much about actual numbers here, but want to deal in percentages.

I want to lose a total of 73 lbs from my high point on 4/8/12. I have lost just over 60% of the weight gained due to being pregnant (and, let’s be honest, stressed) and 42% of the total desired loss. From now on, these updates will include only percentages lost (pregnancy weight & goal weight).

I have not been able to start exercising yet, other than slow walks once or twice a week.

My incision is pretty much healed, but there is still a lot of soreness off & on at the incision site. It’s much worse today than it has been in a few days, likely due to yesterday’s solo trip half way across the country.

I am feeling pretty good, though. Tomorrow, I’m going to go for a nice long walk, and am hoping to hit the pool on the 19th or 20th of this month, and start up with a yoga class the week after that. Biking, walk/running, and my new p90x will start on 5/31-ish.

I Need a Trampoline

Still pregnant! However, I am hoping that the combination of my belief that today is the day (I’ve been saying 4/6 for AGES) plus the full moon will get things going. At this point, I am not that hopeful. I mean, intellectually, I know that the baby will come out. He has to, and if he’s not out by 4/16, they will forcibly remove him (I’m imagining the jaws of life will be involved). BUT, it’s so hard to actually believe it at this point.

I am currently wavering between impatience (intensified by the soreness & exhaustion that come from being the size, shape, and fitness level of a geriatric humpback whale) and anxiety about the fact that soon, I will be expelling a baby from my nether regions – a baby that, at this point, could possibly weighh up to 35 lbs.

Also – I really, really want to talk about things other than being pregnant. Unfortunately, everything I do lately is pregnancy related. I mean, I went to Target yesterday (and how exciting would a blog post about Target be under regular circumstances?), but it was mostly to walk around in an enclosed space to encourage the baby to fall out. I did get curtains (ooooh) and a baby outfit…see? IT’S ALL ABOUT THIS BABY!

I am going to acupuncture today – to encourage Alvie Bean to give up his cozy home and spring forth.

I am trying to shame him, “you know, you’re naked in there – aren’t you embarrassed?” and guilt trip him, “I’ve already carried you for 9 + months, you’re destroying my body, etc., etc. – is this how you treat your mother?” He’s had verbal coaching from my mother, from friends (I had two contractions after a visit from Jen the Baby Whisperer, and was going to suggest she set up a baby removal service).

I’ve received countless suggestions – eat spicy food, bounce on the exercise ball, have some atole, jumping jacks, etc., etc.

BUT – so far, no baby.

I am having my first fetal stress test on Monday, and provided the fetus is not stressed out, I’ll have a second one and another midwife appointment next Thursday. If Alvie has not yet made an appearance by then, we’ll schedule the induction. 4/16 is the absolute last day he’s allowed to remain squatting in my womb. I’m really hoping that he shows up before then (according to my midwife, very few of the women in their practice actually make it to the scheduled induction, and most are born in that last week between 41 & 42 weeks).

Other than the fact that I’m still pregnant, everything is very healthy. Weight is good. Blood pressure is fantastic. Fetal heartbeat is good. Fundal height is normal. Baby is properly positioned. I am effacing & 1 cm dilated, and Alvie is engaged. Everything is in place for whenever this thing decideds to happen.

So – I will keep you all updated, because based on the spike in blog visitors over the last week, some of you are very interested in what’s going on.


Send all your good labor juju my way! Do some bear chants and I’ll try to pick up a trampoline this weekend.

Bumpday – Week 40

I am still pregnant! Sorry for the late update – I really did mean to put this up this morning, but I got to talking with my mom, and before I knew it, it was time to head out to my acupuncture appointment.

Back in the old days (i.e. 3 weeks ago), I did most of my posts ahead of time & then filled in any up-to-the minute news that was appropriate the night before. But now, I don’t want to write ahead of time, because that could give you false ideas about my baby-having status.

So – 40 weeks & 2 days. Still pregnant. This is great! (This is not really all that great.)

Baby size: Alvie is the size of a jack fruit! He likely measures between 18.9 to 20.9 inches and weighs between 6.2 to 9.2 pounds.

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I’m feeling: Tired. Ready. A little nervous. A lot sore. Pretty impatient. Not nearly as zen as I wish I was.

Physical changes: Nothing new since last week – my stretch marked belly is truly a thing to behold. Unfortunately for you, you will not get to behold it, because there are no pictures of my belly.

Baby stuff: Alvie Bean is 100% done. He is still pretty active in there, but there’s definitely a change in how he is moving. Less violent kicks, more shifting around. He is so out of room!

Body Image: Ehn…I am a little worried about getting my body back to it’s former state, and I hate how it’s not working the way I want it to right now, but I don’t think I’m having as many issues around body image as I was in the first half of my pregnancy.

Food stuff: I am trying to eat spicy, spicy food as a natural induction technique. However, yesterday I realized that I always eat really spicy food, so my body’s pretty used to it. I feel that means it won’t have the same effect as it would for a non-spicy food eater.

Things I miss: Seeing the stairs that I’m walking down. Getting in & out of the car easily. Crossing my legs. Sleeping painlessly. Breathing through my nose (I have rhinitis of pregnancy), belts, jeans, walking, running, biking, moving, not being pregnant.

Labor Signs: Friday I was sure things were happening. Five hours of regular contractions. Then – nothing. I guess it was another rehearsal. Since then, I’ve had 2 or 3 every day, but nothing regular or long-lasting. My next midwife appointment is tomorrow – we weren’t able to determine dilation last week, so I’m not holding my breath that we’ll find out anything useful tomorrow, either. However, I have always thought that Alvie would be born on 4/5 or 4/6 – so I’m hoping I was right.

Prep Work (Things to do between now & Alvie Bean Day)

The only thing I still need to do is submit the insurance paperwork to get reimbursed for my breast pump. And have this baby!


Send labor vibes my way!

Weekend in Review

No new pics today – I mostly just take pictures of cats now anyways. Of course, you should thank me, since soon, this will all be pictures of Alvie. And cats, too, probably.

So – the days are all running together now. I am (mostly) done with work. I do need to log in today & do a few things, as well as put in my out of office message. But – not going into the office has really messed up my concept of the passage of time.

Ummm…so…Friday! Friday I went to acupuncture, then made my mom go have mediocre suburban Mexican food with me before hitting Target for a couple of last minute baby items (like toilet paper and swiffer dusters to dust the ceiling fan – totally baby related). Whilst at Target, I started having contractions. “Yay!” I thought. Immediately followed by “I think I should leave Target now and go home.”

I made my mom drive home, and spent the rest of the afternoon having contractions. It was very magical. Or something. I did call the architect and ask him to come home a bit early – just in case. And he did! He skipped work happy hour and the promise of fried cheese sticks to come home! I showered and put on my going to the hospital outfit, and then…they just fizzled out. I made the architect miss cheese sticks for nothing! I am a bad wife.

I was pretty exhausted Friday night, though, even for just 5 hours of false labor.

Saturday I did…nothing.  I rested. I hydrated. I crossed my fingers.

Sunday I had bursts of energy! I was putting away the flat ware from the dishwasher and realized that the drawer in which I store the flat ware was GROSS! So I (with the help of my mother) decided to clean it out. And then, I needed a new flatware tray, so we went to the dollar store. And then to the new nursery down the street (they had baby chickens! I didn’t get any) and then there was cleaning! And organizing! And more ceiling fan dusting (not by me, though – I am not allowed to climb on ladders).

Then, of course, I was wiped out.

I’ve been doing a lot of reading, and web surfing, and playing of Words With Friends.

And today – today is Alvie Bean Day. However, I do not think that Alvie is going to make an appearance today. He is just too cozy. Of course, there is now a FB movement to Free Alvie, and possibly a petition, and many people pleading my case (because Amy needs gin), so maybe he’ll listen.

I do, however, feel pretty confident that by the end of the week, I will have a new baby friend.

Happy week!

Darwin says you WILL have a good week...or else