Movin on up!

Went to the doctor today, AGAIN. And again everything was fine. But I did not see my normal doctor because he was out on a delivery. I saw one of his colleagues, who was actually my primary with my son, so I didn't mind at all. Anyways we were discussing the date of my c-section and she said that I may have scheduled it out too far since it is 2 days before my due date. I run a greater risk of going into labor on my own and ending up with an emergency c-section which would be harder on me and the baby. So I called K and talked to him about it. We discussed the pros and cons, including all the people who will be out of town including his boss who doesn't want to give him the time off. (His daughter's due the same day as me) So we have decided instead of waiting 16 more days we would move up the date and only have 11 days to go. That is a little scary to think about but it is also better for me because I've been feeling so bad this entire pregnancy. I have plenty to do now around the house but I want to do something special for or with Koco and K. Sort of a farewell to our threesome before we become a quartet. Any ideas?

20 days and counting!

Alright so I said I wouldn't post about me any more but I can't help it. I'm hopeless. I've been sick this week. And if you can't tell by the last post I've was also been taking care of my nephew Nicholas. Here's the christmas picture I promised. He was tired after opening all his presents and had to yawn. It has been exhausting having the two of them here by myself to say the least. But it was a good idea to get Koco ready for having a baby around. He didn't beat him up too much and he never actually took his pacifier without giving it back. He also had some very precious moments with him too. We only have about three weeks to finish getting ready that's if I make it that far. But with the way I feel I think I'll be pregnant forever. The doctor gave me the go ahead today. He said that if I go he won't stop me, so I'm about to go upstairs and wake my husband. I'm going to do everything in my power to have an at home labor induction. I just can't do this anymore. There's been so much that has happened such as falling down the stairs, slipping on the ice, falling off the chair, twisting my ankle. etc. etc. I just think if he doesn't come out soon I'm going to seriously hurt myself or the baby. I had a weight measurement done at the begging of the week and they said 7lbs 3oz. If he gains a half a pound a week that's about a 9lbs baby. Good thing I'm having a c-section. I go to the for two hours twice a week now and that's getting old too. It's hard to get a babysitter and K can't come so I go alone. I was taken off work at the beginning of the year so that's not a concern right now but I can't seem to get things in order and it's driving me nuts. Well I'll stop my b*$@(%^!# and go to bed now and my bags are packed just in case.

Hi mommy!

I just wanted to drop you a little note to let you know that I'm okay. Aunt S fed me, changed me, and loved me. Then she set up this cool new bed for me and I'm sleeping like... well a baby. Uncle K came home for lunch and held me and Koco hasn't bothered me too much. I just wanted to let you know how I was so you wouldn't worry I'll see you tonight.
Love,
Nicholas

Hi mommy!

I just wanted to drop you a little note to let you know that I'm okay. Aunt S fed me, changed me, and loved me. Then she set up this cool new bed for me and I'm sleeping like... well a baby. Uncle K came home for lunch and held me and Koco hasn't bothered me too much. I just wanted to let you know how I was so you wouldn't worry I'll see you tonight.
Love,
Nicholas

All the holiday's rolled into one

I haven't been posting about Koco very much and this is his site after all. It's been more about me and how I feel and baby K. So I've got pics to share with you all:

This is Koco the vampire on Halloween

And this is Koco with his cousin the tiger (baby Brina)

This was one of his first major holiday's and he was very tired after

Thanksgiving was spent at Grandma T's and we didn't get any pictures there

but here's one of Brina on her first Thanksgiving.

Christmas Eve at Grandpa B's was a reason to smile!

This was the first year Koco really got into opening presents

and he loved the flashlight, vacuum, and trucks that he got.

Christmas morning was spent just with mommy and daddy and Santa left a lot.

Notice the ornaments only at the top of the tree it was also the first year Koco took

them off the tree and put them on his fingers to resemble E.T.

We had to hurry and clean because my family came over that night for

even more presents. I have the cutest picture of baby Nicoli but it won't post

for some reason maybe this post is too long. So I'll just post it separate at a

later date. Hope you all enjoyed and be sure more pics to follow soon.

Come out now it's getting old

I'm tired of being pregnant! I don't think I was a very happy pregnant person last time but it was hidden well behind the fact that it was my first. Now I've just had enough. I don't want to go to the doctor every week for two hours. I don't want to have contractions non stop for two hours and get the phone to call the doctor only to have them stop. I don't want to keep falling and hurting myself. Heck these days I don't even want to get off the couch but I do sometimes. I'm tired of being tired. I never feel good and I'm about to lose my job because I'm too lazy and tired to want to go anymore. The thought of working for 9 hours only to have my feet swell like balloons and then come and do laundry or dishes is not very appealing. I don't know how much more of this I can take. I actually hope they find a problem and take him out. The only thought that keeps me going is it's too soon for him to be here and my child's well being does come before my sanity at this point. Just needed to vent a little.

33 1/2 weeks and counting!

Well I've been busy. In between going to the doctor once a week, working 32 hours at least, Christmas season, my husband, and my toddler I've had little time for anything else. Going back to work has been hard for several reasons. It's induced many a contraction, lot's of swollen ankles, and several headaches. The biggest issue being having absolutely no control over my child. Other people have him more than I do and I can't seem to get anybody to be consistent with him. He has a schedule that me and the babysitter stick to but daddy and the grandparents refuse to do it. This has caused a serious problem because K works more than I do I'm the one left holding the short end of stick when it comes to getting him up and putting him to bed. The problem is naptime is noon until no later than four. But some people refuse to do this they let him sleep or stay up if he wants to. This is unacceptable because if he naps at say even one instead of noon then he sleeps til five which pushes bedtime back by an hour. This has gotten worse and worse over the past couple of days where it is now 12:30 at night (yes my time stamp is wrong) and he is still trying to climb out of the crib. Tonight not such a bad thing because I can just sleep in tomorrow but I won't because then his schedule will continue to be a problem. But Wednesday I have to work in the morning I can't stay up until one in the morning and then be expected to go to work at 7 am. It requires at least an hour and half to get ready and then get the monster to day care and me to work on time. This is just insane. If I don't have enough time (or sleep) I rush which leads to the problem we had on Sunday morning. I was in the shower which is in the basement and I was rushing. I went to go run up the stairs which is no easy task for a woman who is 8 months pregnant. Well I slipped, my feet came out from under me and I fell right on my stomach. A little pain at first but nothing to bad. Then the baby moved and it hurt. He just kept on too, I think he was upset and he was taking his frustration out on his mommy from the inside. This of course necessitated a call to the doctor who told me to go to the hospital to be monitored. To anyone who's ever been on those stupid monitors you know how much it sucks, you can't move very much, the bed's uncomfortable, and the belts dig into your skin. After about four hours of this with only about 4 contractions and no other symptoms I was sent home. Everything is okay now I do have a bruise on my belly that hurts when you push on it but other than that I'm fine. I've been going to the doctor every week because they want to monitor me more closely since I am technically gestational diabetic. So I go every week for a NST and an U/S and a visit with the doctor. Everything looked good last week such as:
Fetal heartrate: 140- 170 with movement great
Amniotic fluid levels: perfect
Total weight gain for the week: -1 lbs
Total weight gain for the pregnancy: 4 lbs excellent
Uterine measurement: 36 centimeters good
Blood pressure: 114/72 good
Only problem discovered is that the baby is footling breech. His feet are on my bladder at the bottom of my uterus and his head is in my lungs. This does not pose a problem for delivery since I've having another c-section but it is a problem for my bladder control and ability to breath. Since these may not be completely resolved even if he does turn I'm not worried about it. So I go back to the doctor tomorrow and we'll see if everything is still good.