Still pregnant — that pretty well says it all. However, yesterday S came down with a little cold, and he woke-up a couple of times during the night pretty sad — so I was happy that it was me here and not someone else. Hate leaving sick kids. Perhaps I’ve mentioned Conner vomiting before I had Spencer?
Contractions went anywhere between every 2 to every 5 minutes yesterday, but as soon as I get up to just change position, or pee or whatever — they leave. It bugs. They aren’t that painful though, obviously — or I’d be in the hospital. Dr’s gonna strip my membranes today, I am going to tell her no need to go gentle, I’m a big girl.
So, I thought I’d answer some the questions we keep getting, you know — with all my spare time:
Why not just get induced? I think induction has a time and a place. For instance, I have a few tests on the baby today — if any of those came-up bad I would immediately go for induction. If they’re fine, I figure I’m fine for a couple of days. People have c-sections because they get induced, once your water is broken the party’s over and either your uterus pushes it out, or we cut it out. Inductions are harder than natural labor — both on you and on the baby. There’s an increased incidence of bleeding, and poor outcomes with induction. And that is all. Also, I think that babies who make it out on their own have a better adaptation to regular life. Even if it’s not so fun stowing them in there til’ they’re darn well ready.
What’s the baby’s name? We have a top 12 list (I thought it was a top 10 list, but I was wrong — although, there are a few on there that I have mentally crossed-out already). It is loaded in our phones and when she comes out we’ll figure it out. I don’t know if I mentioned this, but my mom calls the baby “screen door”. The kids have come-up with about 9 million “funny” (aka, STOP TALKING ABOUT THE BABY’S NAME) names, mostly on car rides… (mashed potatoes, silly string… etc.) Spencer told her screen door one day and somehow it stuck. We may end-up nick-naming her Dorie, even if her name’s Lolita (which it won’t be). Believe me, my not naming the baby anything yet is driving my parents insane. Maybe that’s why I’m doing it — it’s my inner teenager. I’ve obviously already had sex, and I hope to do some drugs soon….
Going back to work? Yes, I’ll be going back to work. I’m so grateful for the CA disability policy — I’ve had paid disability since the beginning of March and I will get another 6 weeks after she’s born. PLUS I get another 6 weeks on top of that of family leave. I’d like to take that in October, but the jury’s still out. I hope to convince my manager what a great idea that is (otherwise Drew and I will both be home for 6 weeks of the summer). In Utah I had about 2 weeks of sick leave, that I had to slowly distribute during the 5 weeks I took off so I could pay for my insurance. Sad news.
Well, there’s another contraction. At least now, most of the time, I don’t feel like they’re shoving her up into my lungs — it does seem to have downward momentum. The kids aren’t handling this particularly well. Conner’s so concerned about when it’s going to happen, what will happen to him the percentage chance that I’ll have the baby today. STAR testing is this week too so I am feeling a lot of mommy guilt. He told my mom he’s “antsy” — true dat.
So, Hilary out. Wouldn’t it be delicious if my next entry was with a cute little bundle with a pink hat? Oh, and for the moms out there — did you have a baby with a sick other child? Any hints on that? I figure I’ll wash his hands good and keep him out of her face… what’d you do?
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