(Just Like) Starting Over - 36 Weeks
The end is in sight. We compleated our last birth class on Thrusday. I only have to waddle home from class five more times. I'm seeing my OB every week now. And it finally feels like spring.
I had to have another ultrasound this week since I had actually lost weight they wanted to check on the baby's growth. Turns out he's doing just fine, they're guessing that he's about seven pounds already - and the technician did a 3-D ultrasound, which was awesome. I could actually see the baby's eyes, which were open, and his big cheeks, he's pretty much going to be the cutest baby ever.
My doctors are really baffled about the whole throwing up thing though. Their suggestion? Take some pepcid and sleep with my head elevated. While I do have problems with indigestion, believe me, this is not that. So, for now I'm eating lots of veggies, munching on high-protein snacks, drinking soy milk (it's not bad, it's just not real milk), and really learning first hand how vigilant vegans are. I was grating some cheese for burritos this week, and I've never wanted a little pinch of freshly grated Tillamook cheese so much, argh! And nothing sounds sweeter than a nice long chug of milk straight from the carton. Mmmmmmmm, dairy.
Well, just a few more weeks of dairy deprevation, and this whole thing will hopefully resolve itself. I just have one more week of classes, then finals, then done! I can't imagine what it will be like to have my last undergraduate class... so weird, it seems in some ways like I just started. Although when I look at Emily it certainly seems like time has indeed passed. When I came to pullman she was just over a year old, still very much a baby, and now... well next week I'll be registering her for kindergarten. She's just such a big kid now, so much more than even last year when we were still having screaming tantrums (don't be fooled by the "terrible twos, it's a myth, watch out for the threes). Sometimes I think we're crazy for starting all over again, with Emily being so independent - but I suppose that will come in handy when I've got a newborn monopolizing all my time.
The biggest difference I've noticed so far between the first and second child is that you know you're not going to be stuck with a baby forever. I spent so much time with Emily focusing on the next milestone, the next month, the next anything. I especially wanted to be done with breastfeeding (which granted, I did for a very long time), but now I'm really looking forward to just enjoying this little guy's babyhood, even the bad parts, because it really does go by fast and before I know it, he'll be starting kindergarten.
But he will actually be here before I know it - all systems are go for takeoff, and if I do happen to go into labor now, that would be that. Not that I was worried, but with the whole fluid thing, the high blood pressure thing, and various other issues, I feel like we actually made it. We've rounded the corner and there actually is light at the end of the tunnel.
I had to have another ultrasound this week since I had actually lost weight they wanted to check on the baby's growth. Turns out he's doing just fine, they're guessing that he's about seven pounds already - and the technician did a 3-D ultrasound, which was awesome. I could actually see the baby's eyes, which were open, and his big cheeks, he's pretty much going to be the cutest baby ever.
My doctors are really baffled about the whole throwing up thing though. Their suggestion? Take some pepcid and sleep with my head elevated. While I do have problems with indigestion, believe me, this is not that. So, for now I'm eating lots of veggies, munching on high-protein snacks, drinking soy milk (it's not bad, it's just not real milk), and really learning first hand how vigilant vegans are. I was grating some cheese for burritos this week, and I've never wanted a little pinch of freshly grated Tillamook cheese so much, argh! And nothing sounds sweeter than a nice long chug of milk straight from the carton. Mmmmmmmm, dairy.
Well, just a few more weeks of dairy deprevation, and this whole thing will hopefully resolve itself. I just have one more week of classes, then finals, then done! I can't imagine what it will be like to have my last undergraduate class... so weird, it seems in some ways like I just started. Although when I look at Emily it certainly seems like time has indeed passed. When I came to pullman she was just over a year old, still very much a baby, and now... well next week I'll be registering her for kindergarten. She's just such a big kid now, so much more than even last year when we were still having screaming tantrums (don't be fooled by the "terrible twos, it's a myth, watch out for the threes). Sometimes I think we're crazy for starting all over again, with Emily being so independent - but I suppose that will come in handy when I've got a newborn monopolizing all my time.
The biggest difference I've noticed so far between the first and second child is that you know you're not going to be stuck with a baby forever. I spent so much time with Emily focusing on the next milestone, the next month, the next anything. I especially wanted to be done with breastfeeding (which granted, I did for a very long time), but now I'm really looking forward to just enjoying this little guy's babyhood, even the bad parts, because it really does go by fast and before I know it, he'll be starting kindergarten.
But he will actually be here before I know it - all systems are go for takeoff, and if I do happen to go into labor now, that would be that. Not that I was worried, but with the whole fluid thing, the high blood pressure thing, and various other issues, I feel like we actually made it. We've rounded the corner and there actually is light at the end of the tunnel.
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