Baby #2 uke 29: Mamma er sliiiten!

Kjære lille, fremdeles navnløse, babygull!

I går var vi på kontroll hos ny jordmor etter at vi har flyttet. Hun var veldig hyggelig, og alt står bra til med deg. Du ligger akkurat på kurven, noe jeg er veldig fornøyd med siden jeg igjen er livredd for å få en gigantisk baby siden jeg selv er så lita. Du har også snudd deg, så nå ligger du med hodet ned, noe jeg tror gjør at jeg ikke lenger har problemer med å puste ;) Det er jeg veldig takknemlig for!

Ellers har det tatt på å pusse opp og flytte til et nytt sted. Jeg føler meg konstant utslitt, og har veldig dårlig samvittighet for det, siden du også sikkert merker det. Jeg skulle så absolutt lagt meg rett ned etter jobb og snakket til deg sånn som jeg kunne gjøre med storesøster, men nå er det så mye annet som må gjøres først, så når jeg endelig får satt med ned sovner jeg rett og slett på sofaen, sånn at stakkars pappaen din må gjøre resten. Men bare vi blir ferdige med kjøkkenet og får opp litt møbler i stuen kan vi endelig slappe av og ta resten litt etter hvert.

Pappaen din har forresten veldig lyst til å se mer av deg, så vi prøver å finne tid til en 3D ultralyd så snart som mulig. Du har jo allerede vokst deg så stor at det begynner å haste litt, så jeg håper vi får gjort det en gang i neste uke :)

Vi gleder oss til å treffe deg, kjære venn! Hold ut der inne!

Klem fra mamma :)

Baby #2, uke 17: Ultralyd

Ja, på fredag var vi på ordinær ultralyd, og vi hadde en fantastisk hyggelig jordmor. Først snakket vi litt om graviditeten, men så hadde jeg blitt tipset av jordmor på helsestasjonen om å høre med sykehuset om selve fødselen. Det har seg nemlig sånn at forrige gang skremte vettet av stakkars Mannen min, så han gleder seg mildt sagt ikke til jeg skal føde. Han har til og med hintet frem om keisersnitt, noe jeg selv ikke ønsker, men jordmor mente altså at vi burde snakke med noen om det. Jeg vil nemlig veldig gjerne ha han med på fødselen, uten at han skal tro at jeg kommer til å dø. Så jordmoren som tok ultralyden leste gjennom fødselsjournalen min, og selv jeg som syntes at fødselen hadde gått ganske greit syntes det hørtes mye mer dramatisk ut enn jeg trodde. Men på den andre siden tror jeg jo ikke at det kommer til å skje igjen, så det er jo ikke så mye å tenke på.

Selve ultralyden var en veldig hyggelig opplevelse, for i motsetning til den forrige, så fortalte hun hva hun så, og at alt så bra ut. Og så var det jo det store spørsmålet om kjønn, da. Jeg prøvde å være litt nonchalant da spørsmålet kom, men vi var jo egentlig veldig nysgjerrige :) Og hun var ikke i tvil — det var en liten tissefant der. Jeg visste det! :D

Så da blir det litt mer testosteron i huset, og det var jo på tide siden vi er to jenter, to hundejenter, og stakkars Mannen, da.

Terminen ble forresten satt fra 2. januar til 11. januar, så vi er ikke lenger i uke 19, men 17. Egentlig bra for barna sin del sånn at de ikke har bursdag oppå hverandre. Ikke så bra for mamma som må gå å være elefant enda en uke, hvis ikke lillegutt finner ut at han skal komme før terminen…

Uke 12: Tidlig ultralyd

På onsdag var jeg på tidlig ultralyd på grunn av at jeg har vært eksponert for farlige gasser og røngtenstråler, pluss at vi måtte vite hvor langt jeg faktisk var på vei. Det er visst et gjentagende tema at alle er sjokkerte over at jeg ikke hadde skjønt at jeg var gravid før nå, så det må jeg vel bare bli vant til… :P

Legen sa at han ikke kunne se noe galt, så vi krysser fingre! Jeg ble estimert til 11 uker og 4 dager, noe som er akkurat en uke kortere enn hvis man regner etter siste mens. Så da forholder jeg meg til mens-datoen, jeg :)

I går var jeg hos legen min for å få helsekort for gravide, og søke om fødeplass. Jeg ble også veid. Har ikke gått opp noe siden før jeg ble gravid, men har muligens gått opp litt etter at jeg har mistet vekt siden jeg har vært så dårlig så lenge. Så får vi se om jeg klarer å holde målet mitt denne graviditeten, siden jeg gikk over med 3 kg sist…

Noen som har følelse om hvilket kjønn det er? Jeg har ikke direkte tenkt at det er gutt, men da jeg fant ut at jeg var gravid tenkte jeg at: “Å nei, jeg har jo bare rosa klær!” Så jeg tror nok innerst inne at det er en liten guttetass der inne.

Induction

I was hoping little Baby Doe decided to say hello to the world on her official due date which was Dec 27th, but that didn’t happen. I did, however, have some contractions that didn’t go anywhere.

So we went to the checkup today. First I had another cardiotocography, which was fine, did an ultrasound that was fine (the baby’s weight was estimated to 3500 grams, that’s, btw, a bit scary as it was estimated to 3200 grams on the last ultrasound Dec 22nd), but the proteinuria was at 3+ and I still had a high blood pressure, so after a nasty pelvic exam (stripping my membranes) he told us I had preeclampsia, and I was going to get induced tomorrow.

It depends on what happens tonight, if the stripping helped, but I’m going to be a mom either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow! :D Poor Baby being born at the end of the year though. At least now I have no reason for “holding her in” until New Years like everybody’s told me to :P

I’m actually quite calm about it all. I kind of had a feeling they would induce me today, so it wasn’t such a shock for me, but Husband is a bit freaked out here now. I love him!

All the things I should have done

I had so many plans when I got materinty leave. I was going to read up on animal nutrition, behaviour and anaesthesia. I was going to sew that Santa suit for Aurora that I didn’t find the fabric for last year (and still haven’t found the white fluff for the collar), I was going to finally be able to read The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown, I had time to watch It’s Me or the Dog and I had time to just relax.

So what have I done? I’ve read a little bit nutrition (I’m doing a course and need to send in my answers soon!), I’ve seen half of the episodes of IMOTD, and NOTHING else. Seriously. I’ve either slept on the couch/bed in the middle of the day, done a little baking (after all it is Christmas soon) and watched episodes of House. Oh, and played FarmVille on Facebook. God, that’s addictive! It’s going to be a hard transition when the baby finally decides to come…

And speaking of the baby: No signs of labour yet. She likes it in there, it seems. We are scheduled for an ultrasound and a prenatal checkup on Tuesday. Can’t wait to se our baby girl again! Although it’s only on a screen ;)

Week #28: It’s (really) a girl!

We wanted to do a new ultrasound to get an image of the little baby, and to really know the sex. Yes, we’re curious like that. So we went to an ultrasound in week 28 cause that’s supposed to be the best week for a picture of the face before the baby gets too big. Since both the other two ultrasounds were a bit disappointing with not knowing the sex and all in all bad pictures (the midwife even let us have the pictures for free cause they were “not that good”), we knew that this was our last chance before the birth.

The first thing that popped up on the screen was the sex. Why? She had her left foot and both her arms in her face. So the good news was that there was no doubt that she’s a girl. The bad news was that a foot and two arms in the face makes horrible sonograms of, yes, the face. So we struggled for about 20 minutes to get at least one good shot of the little darling. But it was so worth it! She looks adorable! I mean, yes, what did you expect from a mom? But seriously? ADORABLE!

Hello there, little angel.

Oh, and the due date was set back to Dec 24th. Just my luck.

Week #18: New ultrasound

Dear Baby Doe,

The past week has been wonderful. I’m finally able to tell that your little kicks are actual kicks, and I can’t describe the feeling to know that you’re okay in there. We had an appointment for the standard ultrasound, the only one you get while you’re pregnant here in Norway, on Monday and that got me worried again. What if the kicks weren’t kicks? What if something was wrong? What if.., what if?

I’m sorry, but I can tell right now that I’m going to be a horrible overprotective mother, and I beg your pardon for that.

The ultrasound went well. You were kicking and boxing so hard that the doctor had to stop for a second every once in a while. We could count five fingers on each hand, but your toes were a little harder cause you were moving them so much. Your heart was okay, thank god, and your general development, too. Then there was the sex again. After kicking you decided to get shy, and turned your back on us. Cross-legged. So the doctor had problems saying what you are. She didn’t even want to say what she thought, but after a little bit of talking she said she would have guessed a girl. I must tell you right now that I have tried to tell your relatives that we’re not 100% sure that you’re a girl and that they shouldn’t assume that you are, but I’ve seen both pink and purple clothes, and I apologize for that if you’re a boy. I promise to get you lots of cars to play with to make it up to you.

Week #14: It’s a girl…?

Dear Baby Doe,

This week has been a lot for your mom. Tuesday was our second doctor’s appointment and it was just “how are you doing” and “how’s your blood pressure”, which is lower than last time and “good” according to the doctor.

I had a breakdown on Thursday because I can’t believe that I could be so lucky that you’re healthy. Your dad sat by my side while I cried my eyes out cause I was afraid we’ll get bad news at the ultrasound on Friday. He’s been really good to me, your dad, and managed to calm me down.

Well, we did get some bad news, but it was about the doctor, who was sick, and we had to reschedule to Monday.

So, today… I think I was pretty calm at the doctor’s office, but I can’t really remember. I held my breath when he put the probe on my tummy, but I saw you instantly, and you were kicking your legs and waving your arms, so your old mom got tears in her eyes. Your dad got pretty emotional too, smiling from ear to ear. The doctor said that everything was okay with you, and he was 96% sure you’re a girl! And you’re big. Not too happy about that… Please don’t have a huge head when you decide to come out! The due date got set to Dec 21 :)

And with that said, I’m making all the previous belly letters public :)

Week #13: Maternity pants — FINALLY!

Dear Baby Doe,

Sorry for calling you a shrimp before, but I have to point out that you’re now the size of a medium shrimp, and I find it a bit funny. I won’t hold it against you late, I promise.

After a hopeless search for maternity pants that doesn’t cost 1000NOK ($157) AND that fit me, I managed to find a pair at H&M online. I got it in the mail today, and it fits like a glove! In a couple of months it will be too large, but then the ones in the stores will fit me :) I must say it’s a relief to have them on! Phew.

We have another doctor’s appointment on Wednesday. Not sure what it’s for, but I guess it’s just a checkup. And then on Friday we’re going to ultrasound! I’m actually more scared than excited, but at least I’ll know if everything’s okay. I think I’m worrying too much.

I’m also having back pains, which could be pelvic pain, but I’m hoping not. Please, please, please.