2 Under 2. The Saga Begins!

Our family of 3 is now a family of 4! Sorry for the late update, but life has been hectic since the arrival of our beautiful little man! Ian came into this world via repeat c/s on 9/3/2013 at 7:56 AM. He weighed in at 7 lbs 1 oz, and is 19.5 inches long. He is an eating machine and has been packing on the weight, so he's now up to 7 lbs 8 oz.  We love him very much, and big sister seems pretty excited to have a baby around!

Ian Seamus - The Big Nursery Reveal!

It's finally done. The nursery is complete, and not a moment too soon, since he will be here 9/3 at the very latest!

Remember this room?

It is now, THIS! :)

Just a few more days now until I can hold my little man in my arms and welcome him to the world!

Baby Love

Today I am officially 30 weeks and 2 days pregnant with my son. I cannot believe time moved so fast, and now it feels like these next 9 weeks will never end. I cannot wait to meet this little guy (and subsequently get my body back!)

We are going in for a 3D/4D ultrasound session this Saturday. I've never had one done before, so we figured it was due time. Bonus since the elective place we go to offered us a discount on a return visit!

But everything hasn't been all sunshine and roses. on June 20th, I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes, something I never had to deal with in my previous pregnancy. I took the news hard, felt like my body was a failure, and my labor and delivery was bound to be awful and optionless. I felt like maybe if I had done this differently, or just been better in general about this or that, I would not be in this situation.

I didn't understand, how if all of my numbers during monitoring are WELL under what they are looking for, they still gave me this diagnosis based on (what I feel) is an antiquated test. I mean, come on, what pregnant woman starves themselves for 12 hours and then drinks 100 grams of sugar water and sits in a hospital waiting room for 3 hours for hourly blood draws? Definitely NOT this one!

But alas, I have to deal with the diagnosis. If anything it gave me a reason to quit my Coca Cola habit, which isn't really a bad thing. And as long as everything goes smoothly, I'm okay with it.

It did depress me greatly, and while there are risks, it's also a pretty common diagnosis. A good friend sent me this link to help me cope, and it helped reading it, and then having a sit down with my doctor.

http://birthwithoutfearblog.com/2013/06/24/the-truth-about-gestational-diabetes-and-why-its-not-your-fault/

 

Have a few more exciting posts planned in the near future, but for now, here is my 30 week bump in all it's glory!!

The Moment You've (Okay I've) Been WAITING For!!

Baby #2 is a :

BOY!!!!!

Above Photos Courtesy Of : Kara Schultz

Meet Ian Seamus aka Baby #2

Who Were The Old Wives? And Where Did They Come Up With This S*$@?

Patience. It's never been my strong suit. I don't like feeling like I'm not in control of whatever situation I might find myself in. The best example of this of course, is when I've been pregnant.

It's a LONG wait to 20 weeks. You grow attached to this little womb invader QUICKLY. You wonder who they will look like? Will there be recessive genes? Are you the family member who will have the red haired, freckled recessive gene baby? What kind of personality will they have? How big will they grow before you  get to see them? You want to talk to him/her. This is where my problem is formed.

I don't WANT to wait to know what I'm having. I have a burning NEED to know the sex of the baby at the first possible chance. Of course now there are all kinds of tests out where you can find out through blood work, but if you aren't advanced maternal age they want at least $800 out of pocket for those tests. And spending that amount of money on something that isn't a necessity when I know that I will be having a much more expensive situation later on, just isn't an option. 

This leads me to old wives tales. We've all heard them, for various things. And I've decided that I will be trying each one that I can find to figure out who is in my belly.

Let us begin:

1.) If you are carrying high, you are having a boy. Carrying low, you are having a girl.

If you compare this pregnancy to my last one, I am definitely carrying higher. In fact, if this baby sits any higher, my lungs will cease to exist. Or so it feels.

2.) A girl steals your beauty : therefore if you are carrying a girl you will have acne or other not-so-pretty skin blemishes. If you have dry hands and cold feet, you're having a boy.

The verdict is out on this one. I am lucky enough to look like a teenager in terms of pimples during pregnancy, my hands are dry due to work, and my feet are always cold. I'd say this isn't a viable test.

3.) Take off your wedding ring, tie it to a piece of string, and hang it over your belly. If it swings in a circle, you are promised a boy; back and forth indicates a girl.

This test indicated a boy.
 

4.) There is one involving peeing in a cup and mixing it with Drano, but I opted for the safer version: Pee in a cup, and mix in a tablespoon of baking soda. If this mixture fizzes, you are having a boy, if not, you are having a girl.

This did not fizz at all for me.
 

5.) If your baby has a heart rate of 140 or higher, you are having a girl. Under 140? It's a boy!

Either or! I've had appts where it was both higher, and lower than 140.

6.) If you are craving salty or sour foods, you are having a boy. Sweet Tooth? It's a girl!

Just like last pregnancy, I am a salt hound right now. 

7.) If you are greatly affected by morning sickness, it's a girl. If you have a pretty easy ride in terms of this, it's a boy!

Compared to my pregnancy with Piper, I have BARELY had any morning sickness at all. Thank god.

A Brief Reprieve

There I go again. Neglecting my blog, something I promised not to do this time! Life gets crazy and I get distracted, but I'm still here! With some news :)

Be prepared for more updates as things move forward1!