Stuff, stuff and more stuff

A lot has happened in the last week and a half.

My friend threw her shower thing that she wanted to throw. It turned out to be okay. There were actually more guys there than girls (I work with a lot of men) and it was very laid back just like I wanted and all of the "non pregnant" people, aka everyone else, had drinks and was very relaxed. I am very grateful and appreciate that I have a friend that would do that for me.

I have some pictures on my phone but they were sent in a stream and not sure how to pick out the ones I don't like vs. the ones I do. One of my friends made a fabulous cake with a little lamb on it. It was DELICIOUS, but I only got like half of a piece. They had stuffed lambs all over the house and it was very very cute. I had told them that I was drawn more towards lambs but wasn't making it a theme in her room or anything so now she has like 4 or 5 stuffed lambs and we bought some pictures with lambs so I guess it is a theme.

I've been on a shopping bonanza this week. I DO NOT like to spend money, especially a lot at one time, but I'm in a really big hurry so it is what it is. I'm ready to get it done so I can rest up the last 2 weeks. We've got pretty much everything now, through the shower, gift cards and things I've been saving up for. I'm just patiently waiting for the furniture to be delivered. I think they are chopping down the wood for it or something. It's ridiculous. It shouldn't take 8 to 10 weeks to get a crib. The changing table and the chair are in. I'm just waiting on the crib and then they are going to deliver them all together.

We've now got a car seat/travel system thing. We've got a swing. All or most of the clothes have been washed. The only thing I'm a little light on is the feeding stuff because I don't really know how all of that is going play out and diapers. I bought the parts to the pump, Jay's coworker let me borrower and I got a bottle starter kit at the shower and bottles from my sister in law so I have stuff. Just not sure how it's all going to play out. On the diapers, someone gave me 3 sample packs of three different kinds so I figure I'll go through those, figure out which one I like and then send Jay to the store for more of those.

The Christmas Tree is up. I've never put it up this early but since we only have 3 to 4 weeks and I want to relax for at least the last 2, we went ahead and did it. Our apartment is getting crowded, so I suggested no tree and Jay said "no, we have to have a tree". So there is some light decorating. We aren't getting presents this year so I don't know why we need a tree. I did buy her one thing. I bought her a rocking horse. She won't be able to use it for a very long time but he was really cute and on sale so I bought it. It will look cute in her room at least. I might end up getting Jay something small, not sure what yet but not sure when I'll have time or be away from him long enough to buy him something. I don't hardly go anyway by myself these days.

Doctor's Appointment on Monday. Just for a non stress test nothing big. I'm getting very uncomfortable. It's harder and harder to get up. Jay actually had to tie my shoes today, how helpless have I become?

Commencing Countdown in 5...

Another weekly appointment down. Another ultrasound.

She has finally flipped and is now head down. They say she weighs about 6 lbs, heart rate was 153. I believe that makes her in the 70th percentile on size. I have a little bit of extra amniotic fluid but they said that's probably because of the diabetes and they aren't concerned.

We have appointments scheduled out through December 10th and as we were walking out he said in 3 to 4 weeks we will have her delivered. As conservative as he is though, I think he's going to leave her in here until as late as he possibly can.So I'm thinking sometime between the 10th to the 18th, if I were a betting person and she will be around 8 to 9 lbs. Unless of course she decides on her own to show up early, which I hope she doesn't because I have a lot more to do and not enough time to do it.

I haven't picked a pediatrician yet, I just haven't had time. I really need to get that done. Things have been crazy at work and I'm feeling a lot of self induced pressure to get things done up there. I don't have any of her stuff yet as far as diapers, car seat, swing, furniture, etc. AND most importantly I need a pedicure, dammit. LOL. I've been trying to hold off so they will be fresh for the delivery but my feet are horrible right now. I think diabetes makes your feet look worse or at least mine do. (Yes I am fully aware that no one but me cares about my feet at delivery but I have so many other things to feel insecure about in this delivery process, my feet are one thing I control and make sure that they at least are decent)

I'm starting to get more and more nervous about the whole delivery part. We've been going to prepared childbirth classes. They've been interesting to say the least. I have learned a good bit and feel better than I would have if I had done nothing.

They would be really great if there weren't about 3 couples that are ALL about the PDA. I'm sorry, I know it's a beautiful time and some women love the way they feel when they are pregnant but that doesn't mean that everyone wants you to feel all up on each other and kiss constantly or start making out while we are all on the floor doing breathing exercises.  I just really hate PDA, especially in a damn prepared childbirth class. Everyone in there is at least 30 weeks pregnant. Jay said he felt like we were about to be in some kind of weird pregnant lady orgy at one point. I just close my eyes and tell myself..this will be over soon (I think I will be doing that a lot very soon). As much as I hate it, multiply by 10 and that's how much Jay hates it.

We went on a tour of the hospital, it's really nice but I have nothing to compare it to so who knows if where it compares to others. They have the highest level NICU you can have, so that makes me feel better in case something happens.

We also took an Infant/Child CPR class one night and I feel MUCH better about that but also think I might be bad in a high pressure situations, so I hope Jay will remember if there is a crisis.

So the countdown has begun. She will be here soon, I can quit giving myself shots, take some time away from work and we can begin our lives together.

Officially 8 months

Doctor's Appointment Today:

Baby Hawk weighs 5 lbs now. He said she's in the 76th percentile. At this rate, I'm not sure I'll even make it to December 18th! I only gained 1 pound back from the 3 I lost last week. 

They did an ultrasound this week. He said she scores an 8 out of 8 on all of the vitals so I guess that's good but she's a big baby. He looks at all my numbers and said that he thought I was doing really good with the blood sugar except for some sporadic reads. He went back and forth with himself on whether or not he was going to put me on insulin. He said it was only going to get worse as we got closer and she got bigger and then he said we'd wait another week. AND THEN he measured my stomach. I grew 5 cms in 1 week, which he says is a lot. Once he saw that he decided to go ahead and do it. So tomorrow morning I have to go back in so they can show me how to give myself shots :( He's putting me on the lowest dose possible because he said he's actually worried about it getting too low because my numbers are actually pretty good. We will see what happens. I guess I need to get some candy to carry around in my purse in case in drops too low. 

The ultrasound tech remembered me from the 4D ultrasound and gave me two more 4D pics today because she didn't have her hands in her face as much. I thought that was SUPER nice. All I have are the black and white photos and I can't figure out how to get them to the computer. One is of face where she is looking down and another of her when she yawned. There is some kind of weird thing looking like it's protruding from her cheek, but I'm sure it was something floating around, but of course I'm completely obsessed with it and now think my baby has a weird growth on her cheek. I'm sure the tech would have said something if she thought it was out of the ordinary. Her cheeks have gotten fat. I think she might have gained the whole pound in her cheeks. 

She's still in the breech position. They said that they really like for them to turn by 34 weeks. I was thinking well that is something that is completely out of my control. She's going to have to decide to do that on her own. Good to know that she has her father's procrastination tendencies though. 

That's all I know right now. Work is letting me pretty much do what I want, which is nice of them. I'm trying not to take advantage though.