Comparison

So lately I keep thinking that my belly is around the same size that it was at the end of my pregnancy with Carter. Tonight we took a 30 week belly shot, and now I'm pretty much convinced its quite close to the same size. What do you think??


I know that every pregnancy is different, and most people are bigger earlier in subsequent pregnancies, but holy crap. I mean, I still have 10 weeks til my due date, how much bigger am I going to get? And it's not just the size, it's the discomfort factor that I'm most concerned about. That picture was taken literally just a few hours before my water broke with Carter at 38 weeks and 2 days. I could barely walk, slept sitting almost straight up(when I could sleep), was having strong Braxton Hicks all the time, and had horrendous heartburn. Already at 30 weeks I struggle to walk because she's already so low, sleeping is increasingly difficult, have been having BH pretty regularly since 25 weeks, although the heartburn has been kept at a minimum thus far.

I guess it also kinda worries me that I'm experiencing all this so much earlier. I just pray it's because my body is in worse shape than before and that she stays put til noon on December 21!!

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Dear Moron at the lab,

Hi, remember me?? The pregnant woman that you yelled at in front of a waiting room full of people, including several young children?? And tried to dispute the orders that my doctor had written? You know, the guy who actually went to med school.

Well I'm writing to let you know that you really shouldn't have messed with my blood test results just to try and prove your point. It just wasn't a good idea. Not only will your supervisor be getting a phone call Monday morning, but your location has been blacklisted by my doctor's office due to your rudeness and ineptness. Oh and also, when I receive the bill from the 3 hours of blood work that I was forced to endure due to your stupidity, you can bet your butt I'll be forwarding that on to your office to pay, along with a letter demanding reimbursement for the time I had to take off work to do said blood work. Time I didn't have to give, time away from my unborn daughter when it comes time for maternity leave. And I'll probably throw in the $98 bill that I received last week from your office for the botched blood work you did, just for good measure.

Let me give you a piece of advice--don't piss off a pregnant woman. I have no clue if you've ever been pregnant, but seriously?? Are you that ignorant that you don't know how hormonal and emotional we are?? As for me, I tend to have a short fuse in general with rude people, but toss in some stress and a buttload of pregnancy hormones and things get taken to a whole different level. Also, just be nice to be people. I'm aware you see all kinds of weirdos since you work at a lab, but not everyone coming in there is a crack whore getting her monthly STD test done. In fact, the people I saw there were normal, everyday people, adults and children, who's doctors sent then for blood work. They were likely a bit nervous in the first place, then you treat them like trash and that certainly doesn't put them at ease.

Maybe you were just having a bad day, maybe you hate your job, but for goodness sake. Please just suck it up and pretend to be nice to people for the 8 hours you are there. I promise, in the long run it will make you a happier person.

Sincerely,
Hormonal pregnant woman

P.S. here are the lab results from the 3 hours of blood work, which proves to me just how much tampering you did to the original results

The Diva

Delaney has earned herself a nickname before she has even taken her first breath. I had such high hopes that she would be calm natured like her Daddy, since Carter obviously took after me and I diagnosed him in the womb with ADD, but perhaps no such luck. She could prove me wrong and be of the quiet diva sort, but girlfriend is going to be a diva nonetheless.

So after the whole 4 hour stint in the hospital last month, I've been increasingly more uncomfortable and began having Braxton Hicks pretty much daily. 2 weeks ago I did the glucose screening test, and after a near physical fight with the moron at the lab (why in the hell are people so ignorant enough to mistreat a hormonal woman??), I supposedly failed the test. I'm not entirely convinced that she didn't do something shady with the blood work. I may not be a medical professional, but I find it difficult to believe that a person who suffers from low blood sugar problems can end up with gestational diabetes, or come even remotely close to it.

So today I had to take a half day from work to do the 3 hour test. Meaning, nothing to eat or drink since dinner last night, drink straight up the sugariest (i think I just made up a word) 3 oz of liquid ever first thing this morning, then sit around the doctor's office to have my blood drawn 4 times in 3 hours. While there I did have my monthly appointment where we addressed all the different things that have been going on, namely the previous episode and the more recent timing of Braxton Hicks, and my doctor decided to be on the safe side and have me see the perinatologist again to make sure my cervix wasn't getting shorter.

I had to run over to the hospital to get the Rhogam shot (5th needle of the day, thankyouverymuch) from the pharmacy there so I stopped by his office to schedule an appointment. They had a cancellation at 1:30, so my half day turned into a whole day.

Fortunately though, there doesn't seem to be any activity with my cervix, and Delaney is looking good, measuring right on time and at 2 lbs 15 oz! The doctor wants to check again in 2 weeks to see if there has been any change, but hopefully all will still be well and I'm going to do my best to rest and take it easy from here on out.

So apparently our girl either just needed some more attention, or is going to be a walking medical weirdo like her momma. I'm hoping she hasn't inherited my odd medical happenings. Sometimes I wonder if people think I'm a hypochondriac because the weirdest things happen to me. If there's a 1% chance of something, I am the 1%. I'll take a prissy diva any day of the week to balance out the epitome of boy that her brother is. :)

I guess the sweet sono tech felt sorry for me and turned on the 3D while checking out Miss Priss! It totally made my day! And makes me so much more excited to see her in person, if that was possible. Carter has even been talking about seeing baby Laney face!







Passed smooth out with her arm draped dramatically across her head. And wouldn't budge.

The general consensus is she has Christiaan's big lips and Carter's nose and big cheeks. And Carter said she looks like GramPam. Haha.

So, as much as I'm ready to kiss those squishy cheeks, we need her to stay there until at least Christmas break. Then all bets are off!

Picture Purge

Eating a grape co snone, as he called it


Loving on the "feral" barn cat



Being silly with My My



His beloved My My and Aly gave him this punching bag. Obviously it was a hit!



Karen sent me this from school



Entertaining us at Devin's first football game



First Baylor watching party of the season



Another gem from Karen...this is the 3 musketeers. One day they decided to have a dance party, complete with a semi-striptease...boys....



He put the Chiquita sticker on his head and declared himself a banana face



All we have gotten from Christiaan's tomato plant. He and Carter shared them both said they were good, but I may never know for myself if it doesn't make any more!







We passed these fruit snacks on an end cap at Walmart and he let out a scream so loud that several nearby people stopped dead in their tracks to see what was going on. What is up with these stupid birds??



His prized pumpkin. It slept with him a few nights, and he carried it everywhere for a few days.







I finally got him to put on his whole costume and not just the wings and gloves. He goes crazy while wearing it, and I know I'm biased, but have you ever seen anything so cute??



My family birthday dinner at Razzoo's



On a very rainy day, we just happened to find this super cute umbrella at the store! He thinks he's big stuff!

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