I gave myself six weeks to chill before getting serious about losing this baby weight. So today marks the day where I start actually trying to lose the baby weight.
It shouldn't be hard...I mean, I only have 4.5 lbs to go before I hit pre-pregnancy weight, but I was trying to lose 15 lbs before I got pregnant. So the total weight loss goal is 20 lbs. I'm gonna need all the support I can get. Eating well is really hard for me, and I always find an excuse to not work out and I imagine with a newborn those excuses will come even easier.
I'm wanting to be able to wear a bikini confidently this summer when we go to the beach (and we better be going to the beach for at least one weekend!).
So anybody got any hints on how I should start? What should I do? I've already fallen in love with green smoothies and will definitely be keeping those in the diet, but what else? I'm such a bad dieter and it's hard with a picky husband (not to mention my gluten-free diet).
Now let me add that I'm not doing this because I think I'm ugly. I love my post-pregnancy body because it's a symbol of what I've been through, but I believe I would feel better and be a better me if I was healthier and lost a little bit of weight...
I've only got a few minutes before Baby Girl gets up from her nap to eat. It's in this silence, while my little love bug is sleeping peacefully that I realize just how blessed I am. It's in these moments that I just sit and look at her and am just consumed with love.
Well, she's starting to wake up. Now for cuddles while she eats and then bedtime routines. I just love this time with my love bug!
It's hard to believe my baby is already a month old! You can check out her one month update here.
1. Fisher Price My Little Snugabunny Cradle 'n Swing - This has been a lifesaver. It sits in between our living room and kitchen, so that when I'm working I can just put Baby Girl in there to swing and I can see her no matter what room I'm in. She absolutely loves her swing. The speed is adjustable, it plays music, and has a bird mobile that she just loves to look at. And the best part is that it is not battery operated! It has a plug in! I just love this swing!
2. Moby Wrap - No matter what, I recommend getting a wrap or sling to carry your baby! I just love being able to carry my baby hands free. Plus, she still likes to be close to me.
3. Fisher Price My Little Snugabunny Rock 'n Play - My all-time favorite gift (thanks guys!). This has been a lifesaver. It's what she sleeps in and the best part is that it's light weight and compact so we can take it with us wherever we go! I love how it cradles her. It's kind of like a hammock, so it makes her feel more secure as she's sleeping. I like that we can take it with us right now. It's a lot less bulky than a pack 'n play so it's easier to transport. Eventually we'll have to upgrade, but for now we're sticking with the Rock 'n Play.
4. Baby Jogger City Mini Stroller - I love this stroller!! We've only taken her out in this once, but I love it! It's such a smooth ride and really easy to operate. I love how easy it is to fold and store. And I think Baby Girl liked it. At least, she fell to sleep immediately.
5. Aden + Anais Swaddle Blankets - These have been great. Though Baby Girl isn't a fan of being swaddled, these blankets have been great to cover her when she's in her swing or her car seat. They also make a great cover-up for breast feeding in public. I love them because they're not too hot so they don't smother her.
6. Safety 1st Infant Car Seat - I love our car seat. It's easy to install and to put her in it. The one thing I read about them when we were buying car seats was that it was heavy, but I haven't had a problem with the weight at all (I see it as a way to build muscles).
I'm excited to see what toys will make their way onto the list next month as Baby Girl grows. It's fun watching her develop and grow and discover new things!
It's hard to believe you're already a month old! I'm loving every minute of this stage of your life! You're such a precious gift and I fall more in love with you every day (if that's even possible). You love to cuddle and be held. In fact, one night this past week you woke up screaming, but the instant I had you in my arms you went straight back to sleep. So you joined us in bed for a few hours. It was so sweet to have you cuddled up next to me. I just love it!
You went through your first growth spurt and through us all for a loop. We had you on such a great schedule, and then you up and decided to change it on us. Oh well. You're definitely keeping us on our toes. I love discovering life with you. Your coos and "talking" are just precious! You're really developing those lungs.
We started you off on tummy time, and I don't think you know what to do with yourself. You'll stay there for a minute just as happy as can be talking up a storm, and then the next minute you're done. It's precious.
Things you love:
Mommy
Daddy
Eating
Your swing
Your Rock n Play
Your mat
Eating
Daddy
Mommy
Daddy and I just love you, Baby Girl and we're so excited about watching you grow up and learn new things! Just don't grow up too fast okay?
This whole being a mom thing is surreal. You start preparing for mommyhood when you start talking about getting pregnant. Then the instant you get pregnant, preparation kicks in hardcore. You have nine months to really get it in your head that you are going to be a mom! It should sink in then...that in nine months (give or take a few days/weeks) you are going to be responsible for a little person.
At least that's supposed to be how it is...right? You're given nine months to prepare for the change...
But how do you prepare for the change?
I knew it was coming. I had nine months to prepare. So why does it all still seem so surreal. Ever since we brought Baby Girl home, I feel like it's only temporary. I feel like I'm babysitting someone else's child and that eventually I'm going to have to give her back. This feeling seems to be the strongest at night. Whenever we both wake up for a feeding, I feel like I'm in some sort of dream. That the little girl in my arms that I love so much isn't mine.
Of course, I know this isn't true. There's no denying this little one. She's definitely mine, and I'll always claim her. I guess I'm still adjusting to this little person being here. And you know what, I think this feeling is okay. I think it's normal. At least that's what I'm telling myself to make me feel better...
Do any of you other first time mommies feel the same way? Or those that remember being a first time mommy, did you ever feel like this?
See, there's no denying this sweet face...she has my eyes and the hubs's everything else. I mean, she is our child! And I'm happy to keep her ever day ending in "y"!
(the first picture is of me as a newborn and the second is of the hubs)
January 14th came and went. Baby Girl's due date. I woke up like every other morning, got dressed, and went to work. It's a good thing I did too, because there was a lot that I needed to get done. Of course, going to work on your due date comes with a lot of comments. I kept getting "You're still here?" and "When's your due date?" I just laughed at it all and walked around a lot. I was determined to get this baby here ASAP. I got home and had contractions here and there, but every time I thought something was getting started they just died down and disappeared. I was a little disappointed, I didn't really want to go to work the next day. But of course, that's what was in the cards.
January 15th comes around. I had a doctor's appointment at the end of the day. So I left work early, yes I was still at work, and went in for a check up. I finally let them check me and I was at 3 centimeters dilated. Progress! They also hooked me up to a monitor to check to see how Baby Girl was handling things. Everything seemed perfect. I was having contractions, and Baby Girl was doing just fine. They decided to strip my membranes in order to hopefully get something started, they also scheduled me an ultrasound for the 17th. You see, I was measuring 43 weeks at 40 weeks. A little big. So we scheduled it for Thursday morning so the hubs could go with me. Mom met me at the doctor's office and we decided to head to the mall to get things going even more. Still nothing happened...
January 16th was pretty much the same...I went to work, walked around, and told everyone "Hopefully I won't see y'all tomorrow." I had taken a half day already for the doctor's appointment, and I was kinda hoping they'd just tell me to head straight to the hospital.
The morning of January 17th comes and the hubs and I get ready to go and see the doctor. I suggest grabbing the bag just in case they send us on ahead, but the hubs said no. His logic was we can always stop by the house on the way to the hospital. So I agree and we head to go and see how our baby girl is fairing. We get there and I'm starting to get nervous. I just want to go to the hospital and have this baby! We get called back to the ultrasound room and get ready to see how big this baby girl really is. Turns out, she's perfect size, nothing to worry about in that sense...but we had another problem, her fluids were really low. The lowest fluids can get is 7, and that's where they were. The ultrasound tech said we would most likely be induced today...Okay, we say and we're walked to go meet with the doctor. She walks in and immediately says those magic words, "Head to the hospital." She didn't even check me, all she said was "I'll see you again in a little bit." I wasn't planning on being induced, but that's what baby needed and that was okay. I was ready to get baby girl here.
So the hubs and I head home to pick up the hospital bag and I grabbed something quick to eat. I knew I probably wouldn't get anything to eat once I got to the hospital. I called my mom to tell her the news. She then sent out the word to family. Next was to call work and tell them I wouldn't be coming in that day, or for the next 12 weeks for that matter.
We get to the hospital and check in. Mom beat us there and had already been up to the room to pray over it. It was perfect and I'm very thankful she got there before us to pray. There was a certain peace when we got there. They started me off on the lowest level of pitocin and my doctor came in to break my water (such a weird feeling!) and check me. I had already progressed to a 4 from when they last checked me. Progress! This was around 12:30.
Contractions started to pick up. It was kind of fun to watch them peak. Is that weird? We passed time by watching TV. I can't really remember what we watched. I do remember that the hubs tried to show me a youtube video during the middle of a contraction. I didn't really appreciate it at the moment.
Here's the video, to give him credit, it is actually quite hilarious...I just had to watch it again after the contractions were over.
Soon the contractions got really intense. I asked for some Demerol to help me out. I was able to take a little "nap". I say nap, really I just laid there with my eyes closed and breathed deeply. When I woke up I called the hubs over to talk about an epidural. I said I would go as long as I could without one and I felt that I had reached that point. Not only was I having contractions, but I was throwing up. I couldn't handle both. Epidural it was. So the anesthesiologist came and got me some medicine. But it didn't take fully. I felt everything on my left side.
Before I knew it, I was at 10 centimeters and it was time to start pushing.My little girl was here at 8:31pm. I was in labor for 7 hours and pushed for 1 hour. Clearly my little girl was ready to be here, she just needed a little push. I do feel like if we had waited one more day she would have decided to come on her own, but we did what was needed and I wouldn't change a thing! My baby girl is here and she's perfect.
I did tear, and there was a little meconium in the water, so it was another hour before I got to hold her. That about killed me. I wanted my little girl in my arms! But I had to get stitched up and she needed to be cleaned up and checked. After we were both deemed presentable, she was in my arms and nursing. It was perfect.
Bibi and Papi (my parents) and Grammy and Dedu (the hubs's parents) all came in to meet our little angel. It was such a sweet moment.
I'm just so happy to have my little girl here and I'm loving every moment with her!
Today my precious angel is two weeks old. It's hard to believe how big she has gotten! I'm doing my best to keep her little as long as possible, but nothing seems to be working! She's only two weeks old and is already outgrowing her newborn clothes! What is that? Isn't she supposed to wear her newborn clothes for at least a month? I mean, she's still a newborn! But lo and behold, I don't think my precious baby girl is going to be in her newborn clothes very long.
We had her 2 week check up this morning, and Baby Girl is a chunk! If you recall, her birth weight was 8 lbs 2 oz. Then, at her check up 4 days after she was born, she dropped to 7 lbs 12.5 oz. Well, we went to weigh her today and she now weighs a whopping 9 lbs 1 ounce! She gained over a pound in a week and a half! Who does that? And no wonder she won't be fitting into her newborn clothes for very long. At least she's a cute little chunk.
I'm obsessed with her little hands!
Such a sweet little sleeper...when she wants to be.
Exhausted after our first Sunday at church. Everyone was so excited to meet Baby Girl!
We survived our first bad weather here in Georgia. I hate tornadoes, but they didn't seem to bother Baby Girl at all. We just hung out listening for the sirens and when they went off we headed to the basement where we hung out there for an hour watching tv on my computer.
"This is my grumpy face."
She had her first bath this past week as well. You can't tell from this picture, but she was actually quite content. I think the warm water soothed her. She just sat back and enjoyed it. And let me tell you, our bath that we use for her...It's amazing! It's the Fisher-Price Calming Waters Vibrating Tub and it she fits in it perfectly.
These past couple of weeks have been an adventure. She's been happy and content one day and then the next she doesn't want to be put down. But never-the-less, I love being a mommy. It's a great adventure and I'm so glad to be on it!
It's hard to believe that my baby girl is already a week old. It doesn't seem possible! (Sorry for a repeat of pictures for those of you who follow me on instagram)
Weight: Most likely you're back up to birth weight. At least that's my guess. You're such a chunk! We went to your pediatrician on Monday and you had dropped just a little bit - 7 lbs 12.5 oz. But I'm sure you have gained those ounces back. You're such a little piggy when it comes to eating.
Health: You seem to be very healthy and very content. Your umbilical cord fell off at six days. I admit, I may have cried a little bit. I'm not ready for you to start growing up! We were a little worried about jaundice because your skin was just a touch yellow, but your pediatrician wasn't concerned at all. Now, I'm happy to say that your coloring looks really good.
Sleep: Baby Girl, you are spoiling us! I'm getting 3-4 hour snatches of sleep in between feedings. It's been so nice. We've been dressing you in a sleeper sac and you just love it. I woke up a few days ago to feed you only to find your sleeves empty. You had learned to take your arms out of your sleeves and pull them up to your face through the top of your sleeper. Now, when we dress you for bed, I don't even bother to put your arms through your sleeves. If you want them through, you put them through. It's pretty cute.
Diet: You are strictly on breast milk, and you enjoy every bit of it! You are such a little porker. It's precious. We go about 2-3 hours during the day between feedings and 3-4 hours at night.
Clothes: You're still in your newborn clothes, and they seem to fit you just right. This is perfectly fine with me. I'm content with keeping you little forever.
Crying: Right now you really only cry when you're starting to get hungry. You let little whimpers out when you're sleeping. It's cute to watch you dream.
Baby Likes: You love your swing and your rock'n'play. You're currently sleeping in your rock'n'play at night and you just love it. Also, we have a teddy bear outfit that we dress you up in to take you out and you just love it! The instant you're in there, you fall asleep. It's adorable!
Postpartum: This week hasn't been too bad. I tore a little at birth so I had to get stitches. That has probably been the biggest problem. They are very uncomfortable, to say the least. It took me a while to get the hang of sitting and walking with the pain, but now the pain is pretty much gone and I'm starting to feel a relative sense of normal. Or rather, a new normal. Now, I'm having to get used to carrying to milk jugs on my chest.
Baby Girl, we are absolutely smitten with you. I mean really. Your Bibi has been here all week helping me, while your daddy goes back to work. We were lucky to get 5 days (thanks MLK holiday) with him before he had to get back to work. We're adjusting to life right now as a family of three, and let me just tell you that it's been wonderful. I wouldn't trade any of it for the world. You are beautiful, my darling daughter, and I am just so in love with you!
I did have a doctor's appointment yesterday though. I sat strapped to a monitor for at least an hour as they monitored Baby Girl's heartbeat and how she was responded to contractions - if I had any. I ended up falling asleep while they were monitored me. Oops. I couldn't help myself. This whole being pregnant thing is exhausting. And Baby Girl was being difficult as well. She didn't want to stay still and have her heartbeat listened to. She kept moving. Anyway, turns out I am having contractions (I knew that) and the baby is doing great (I hoped that was true). They finally checked me and I'm at 2 centimeters and they stripped my membranes. Ever since then, I've been cramping and contracting...as long as I'm moving. I don't feel a thing when I'm sleeping. Is that normal?
The doctors said they'll induce me if she doesn't come by Sunday on her own. I, of course, said that was fine as long as it was after the football game (GO FALCONS!). They also scheduled me for an ultrasound and stress test tomorrow. I'm hoping to not make it to the appointment. But who knows what'll happen. I'm still contracting. But nothing I can't handle right now. I'm going by the rule that if I can't talk through or walk through then I'll go to the hospital. So far I've been able to walk and talk through every one.
As of right now, I'm having contractions and Baby Girl has hiccups. An interesting combination.
Oh! And doctor said yesterday that she's predicting a big baby...How big you ask? She could be 9 pounds or over. Of course I take that with a grain of salt, but I guess we'll see tomorrow how big she really is at the ultrasound tomorrow.
Here's hoping that the next time you hear from me, I'll be announcing the birth of my beautiful baby girl!
Also! My bump pictures were featured over on Spearmint Baby! Go check them out here!
I would wait until I'm 9 months pregnant (just 3 days until my due date) to get sick. Spending the day tomorrow in pajamas watching hulu.
I have a cold. And a cough. Sometimes I cough so hard it hurts my belly. I will definitely be making a call to the doctor tomorrow to find something I can take. Oi. I made it so far without getting sick! Oh well. Hopefully it won't last too terribly long. I'm staying hydrated with water. In fact, ice water is the only thing that feels good on my throat. I think ice cream would be good too. Yay for pregnancy cravings.
Any tips for a quicker recovery? I would hate to be sick when I go into labor.
I am 39 weeks pregnant. That means just one more week until d-day. Well, her predicted d-day. I personally think she'll be here later next week. We'll see though. Whatever day she decides to come will be the perfect day. (Hopefully I'll get a 39 week picture up asap)
These past two weeks, the hubs and I have had off work. It was so nice to be able to just spend the time with each other. One last holiday season before our little one gets here. It was bittersweet. I am just so incredibly thankful that we got this time together. We've spent three Christmas holidays together as a family of two, and two of those holidays in our own house. We're ready to move to the next step. Next holiday season we will be a family of three, and we are both so incredibly excited!
Today I went back to work after the holiday break. Everyone seemed shocked to see me there. It just made me laugh. I felt like I needed a sign around my neck saying "Yes, I'm back. Don't worry though, I'm fine." Then they'd ask me what my due date was again. It felt weird saying "Monday." That's less than a week away. Um. What?! Less than a week until my due date. Of course, I still stand by the fact that I think she'll be late. But people still think I'll pop at any second. It goes along with how I feel...I feel like a ticking time bomb, liable to go off at any minute.
Anyway, work. I made it through the day. I only had to walk up the steps twice, so that worked in my favor. I tried to balance my walking around with time with my feet up. I never realized how hard it is to sit in those chairs with a large pregnant belly. I thought it was difficult to sit down before Christmas, who knew it was only going to get harder...Oh wait, everyone told me that it would.
I go to the doctor tomorrow. My one questions: how long will they let me go past my due date without inducing me? I'm all for letting her go as long as she needs to go, as long as she's healthy and doing just fine. Of course I say that now, I'm sure next week I'll be singing a different tune. We'll see though. She might come before. As long as when she comes doesn't interfere with my football watching on Sunday (GO FALCONS!)(just kidding...or am I?). What can I say? I'm a southern girl who loves her football. I'm secretly hoping she'll come before the game so her first football game will be the Falcons stomping the Seahawks. Just saying...
After work today, the hubs's school through us a baby shower. Our baby girl is so incredibly loved and blessed already! I can't wait for her to get here so we can just shower her with kisses and hugs and love. It'll be sooner than later! That's at least what I'm telling myself.
Sorry this is late. It's been a crazy week with birthday and holidays and I'm taking as much time as I can to relax before Baby Girl gets here.
This picture was taken on my birthday :)
How far along: 38 weeks!
Trimester: Third and final trimester!!!!!
Baby size: Watermelon - somewhere between 19 and 22 inches and somewhere around 7.5 lbs
Toes: What toes? I have toes?!
Gender: BABY GIRL!
Movement: Her movement is beginning to shift. I can tell there's not much room for her in there and it's reflected in the way she's moving.
Cravings: Anything sweet and peppermint, but I guess it has to do with the season
Aversions: I tried chicken again...I nearly threw up. It was horrible. No thank you.
Nausea/Morning sickness: Still no nausea or morning sickness, now just massive back pain (yay pre-labor symptoms) and Braxton Hicks.
Maternity clothes: I live in sweats and the hubs's pajama pants and shirts. Nothing fits me anymore. I'm not sure what I'm going to do when I have to go back to work next week.
Best moment of the week: My birthday was on Tuesday and so we just had a relaxing day watching football (GO DAWGS!) and hanging out with family.
What I'm looking forward to: This girl getting here! I'm ready to meet her and have some quality snuggle time with her!!
Can I just say that I love my doctors? I really do. I had my 38 week appointment yesterday and they talked about checking me to see if I had progressed any. My doctor started off by asking me, "What's your plan?" and my instant response was "To have a baby." She just laughed and told me it was a good plan. I went in depth and told her I really just wanted to go with the flow and see what happens. I wasn't concerned about knowing if I was in fact dilating or if I was still just hanging. In fact, I think I would be more anxious knowing how far along I actually was than I am not knowing how I've progressed. She agreed with me and told me that we'll just let nature run it's course and not bother checking. I love that! I love that I can just let my body do what it needs to do without the added pressure from the doctors. They seemed real easy with just letting it happen too. I've had a "go-with-the-flow" attitude this entire pregnancy. As long as baby and I are healthy, I'm not worried, and I'm thankful to see that my doctors are of the same mindset as me.
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