The One where I don’t have a Baby…
Sep 3, 2010 Uncategorized
Yesterday morning, around 11, I started having cramps on my side. Although I was 40 weeks and 3 days pregnant, I didn’t think it was labor. We still went out, but it got worse. When we came back around 1, I could barely walk. It didn’t feel like contractions, but then, when I had my first, it didn’t feel like contractions for a long, long while. So when I could barely move anymore, Zak convinced me to call the midwife. She said she would be here in about an hour.
By the time she showed up, I was feeling much better. She checked the baby’s heart, palpated my tummy, took my blood pressure (which was much, much higher than usual, but she figured I just got really stressed from the ordeal). She was great: she didn’t make me feel guilty about calling her for no reason. I mean, I guess there was a reason at the time I called her. She decided to go for a walk on the beach and come back in two hours, see if things had started. It was, after all, a beautiful day. When she came back, nothing had changed, so she went home, advising us to go to bed really early in case it started again at 2 in the morning.
I had a bit of a cramp all evening, but not as bad as earlier, and then by the time I went to bed I was feeling normal again. Nothing at night (except for our son who woke up twice and a lot of trouble sleeping for both Zak and I). And I’m completely back to normal this morning.
I hate false alarms. I’m 4 days late. Can’t the baby come out already? Now we need two things: better sleep, and a name. Quick.
I don’t like you!
Aug 24, 2010 Uncategorized
It had to come at some point, although I didn’t think it would be that early. I don’t even remember what I was scolding my son about, but we were coming back from outside and he was refusing to wash his hands and telling me I wasn’t nice and then it came:
- I don’t like you. And I don’t like Papa either.
Well, at least it’s fair and balanced. I didn’t take it too seriously. My ego is not shattered. But boy, I’m looking forward to him being just a tad older and more reasonable. It will come, right?
Word of the day
Aug 20, 2010 Uncategorized
We were watching the PNE parade tonight. First off came a bunch of police motorcycles doing what they do at the beginning of a parade. After several passes, the exhaust smell started to catch up with us as we were sitting right on the sidewalk. Plugging his nose, my son exclaimed: “I think the motorcycles need a bath!”
It’s still us!
Aug 9, 2010 Uncategorized
We have finally updated our Website. I think we were 10 versions of the software behind! So we have a brand new look. True, the photo galleries have disappeared, but Zak is setting up a Smugmug account for us. We will be able to post our photos and videos in private or public galleries. We’ll keep you posted! We figured that we should probably try and organize our photos at least once every new baby… you know! So enjoy this change because it might be the last 
On his third birthday…
Aug 6, 2010 Uncategorized
My son’t first words this morning, as he came out of his room at 6:45?
- Hi Gourou! (to the cat).
Then he made his way in our bedroom:
- Maman, I want it to be wake-up time now.
Well, it was. Happy birthday!
Much ado about nothing…
Aug 5, 2010 Uncategorized
I came in to work at 8:30 this morning. There was a message on my voice mail from the ultrasound clinic saying they had a cancellation at 9 if I still wanted to change my appointment. I called back, wondering if they would be open (the message had been left at 4:30 the day before, just after I left work). Miraculously, they were open and the spot was still available. I jumped on a bus and I was there 15 minutes later.
So it turns out the baby is definitely head down. From what I was able to see, it also has a spine, two arms, two feet that are definitely kicking me in the ribs, a nose, a mouth and five fingers on at least one of the hands. He/she was sucking his/her thumb during the ultrasound. The technician also said the cord was not wrapped around the neck and there was still a good amount of fluid. All good (as long as the baby doesn’t decide to turn again, but that would be surprising).
I guess I’m all set now for a natural delivery. Hopefully I won’t have any more surprises… Now I can concentrate on our son and make sure everything is ready for his birthday tomorrow!
So it seems like…
Mar 18, 2010 Family life, Uncategorized
…there’s a baby in my tummy after all!
This has been the running gag ever since we told our son I was pregnant. We were afraid something would happen since it was so early in my pregnancy, so we told him that “we thought there was a baby in mummy’s tummy, but we had to go see a doctor who would verify”. That was just before the ultrasound. Turns out there was something, although calling it a baby at that point was a bit of a stretch, so we baptized “it” plancton as it was even smaller than the “shrimp” we had seen at the first ultrasound of my first pregnancy. Zak and our boy have continued the joke, with our son saying “There’s a baby in mummy’s tummy” and Zak responding “You think? No! I don’t believe it!”
Between my crazy work schedule during the Olympics and my switching from doctor to midwife, I ended up skipping some apointments, and now at 16 weeks I still hadn’t had any physical examination done. So since I saw the plancton on the ultrasound, I had received no other proof that I was actually pregnant – except, of course, for my quickly-expanding belly. Obviously, I had no real doubt I was pregnant, but when you can’t feel the baby yet and you haven’t heard the heartbeat, it can all seem rather unreal.
Yesterday afternoon, we went for our first real apointment with the midwife, and we heard the heartbeat. It was definitely there, and everything else seems in order, too. So there is something with a heartbeat in my belly. It’s a pretty good start! Now only three more weeks and I’ll have another ultrasound – and yet another proof that the growth in my belly is caused by an actual child.
I guess it’s almost time to start thinking of a name…