I was 36 weeks and 3 days when I had my doctor appointment. Up until that appointment my pregnancy had been going fine, although I had been concerned about weight gain and swelling. For due reason, I found out that day. My BP was higher than normal. It was usually about 110/80. When I went in it was 156/110. They had me lay on my side for a while and retook it to find it the same. They sent me to the lab to have some tests done and sent me home with a big container to dump my urine in (oh joy) for 24 hours. Did that and took it to the hospital, had more blood drawn. They wanted to see me again the next day. My BP was still up there, so they decided that it was time. They told me to be there at 6am the next day for an induction. So we made it there by 6. By 7 they finally had me hooked up to an IV with a pitocin drip in. My 8 my arm is huge, bulging around the tape they used to tape the IV line with. The IV wasn't where it was supposed to be, so a million sticks later, they get it in my hand. I was contracting when I got to the hospital, even though I wasn't feeling them. By 9 my doctor shows up to check on me. SHe decides to break my water to speed things up (I was 4 cm, 80% effaced by then). Within a half hour I want my epidural- there was no slow build up of contractions, they were just suddenly there, long and close together. There was a big emergency downstairs, so the epi man couldn't get up to me for a while. So I took a shot of Nubain instead- which made me groggy so I couldn't hold my eyes open, and did NOTHING for pain. Epi man shows up at 11:40 finally, along with my doctor to check me. So much for an epi- it was time to push. Riley was born at 37 weeks at 11:50am weighing 6 lb 12 oz and 20 1/4 inches long. He was monitored in the nursery for an hour or so to keep an eye on his breathing, but he was just fine!
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Riley's favorite Christmas Gift
So Riley wanted ROck Band for Christmas- he got up on Santa's lap and told him all about the drum set he wanted for Christmas. Christmas morning he wakes up and while he is eating breakfast is looking at the presents and says in a disappointed voice 'Santa didn't bring me the drum set!' He didn't see a box big enough for it. Well, to his surprise, I set it up inside the castle that Lily got for Christmas so he wouldn't know about it til all the presents were opened (sneaky I know!). He was so excited when he finally saw it! He said 'OH! SANTA GOT ME A DRUM SET!' He was quite excited and hasn't hardly stopped playing it yet! Here's a pic of when he first saw it....and the robe was from Daddy to him for Christmas.
Happy New Year!
It is officially 2009- the start of a new year. James is still in Iraq, scheduled to come back in a few months, but he may be coming home for 20 days and going right back over there for another 6+ months. *SIGH* My niece and nephew have been here since Monday and I am still alive, lol. Actually, they keep my kids busy for the most part. I am hoping my sister will return the favor and take my kids for a night or two *but I won't hold my breath on that* Not a whole lot to report around here....just taking it day by day. McCreepy is still creepy, and I found footprints in the snow within 6 feet of my patio that I have a strong suspicion was him. I am watching...all the time. And he now blares music all hours, day or night. The office is going to get a call about that. Lily is doing good- still small for her age, loves anything Princesses, but starting to get a bit of attitude at times.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Creepy Neighbor really is creepy
I have had an off feeling about the neighbor for the past week. Turns out my gut instinct was right. I got out of bed to move my alarm clock (that the kids turned) and when I turned around I could see him through my curtains trying to look in around the edges and crouching down. I was freaked out and just stood there. I sat there a few minutes trying to decide whether or not to call the cops. After a few minutes I decided to do it. They came out and took a report. They went over to talk to the guy. He was trashed. Apparently he is an alcoholic looking for a job and just moved in with his mom three weeks ago. They told him not to step foot off his porch again (my bedroom window is within a few feet of his back patio door). They can't do anything unless they actually see him trying to look in. If I see him trying anything again, I need to call them, but like I said, nothing they can do right now. :( I am really freaked out and shaking still (an hour later). Sleep won't be coming anytime soon for me tonight :(
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