Baby in Belly – Has arrived
A healthy baby girl!
Weight: 9 lbs 3 oz
Baby in Belly – Ready!
I can’t express how ready I am for this baby to arrive. We have approximately 5 days until my Estimated Due Date.
We have had the flu in our house last week (Robbie) and now this week (me, Henry and Charlie). I need to recover quickly from this flu bug. I have never had sore tummy muscles from throwing up! I am feeling better today after lounging around and sleeping all day yesterday. It will take me a little time for the few extra loads of laundry, some disinfecting and getting caught up on sleep. I am thankful this bug arrived before the baby. The week Henry was born Jack, Robbie and Charlie got the flu at the same time and it was horrible.
Since the date of when it would be safe to have this baby at home has come and gone I have increased my activities. We have been taking long walks, hanging clothes on the line, working the garden and planting a few things. I am sweeping, mopping and believe it or not vacuuming more frequently than normal. I also helped Jack and the boys make firewood over the weekend.
I have been entertained lately by many comments from friends and strangers. Every time I go somewhere I can’t wait to hear what people will say as they see my big belly and know that I am getting close.
Last night when we went to vote one of the poll workers made a few comments… “another boy?” And then asked when my due date was. When I told her it was this coming Monday, she said “Thanks for coming to vote!” As if it was a big deal that I made it to the polls a week before my due date. Little did she know I was up all night puking my guts out and making sure two of my boys were puking in the toilet or a bucket.
There are more people in this world than I can count who seem to be more excited than I am for this baby to arrive. Charlie came home from school last week complaining that everyone at school keeps asking him, “Is there a baby yet?”
One friend reminded me that my blog name will have to change. I have forgotten about this! It may take me a while to make a change because I am not creative and “Life with three boys” took me 6 months to come up with.
A couple other friends have told me that they would love to give me their girl clothes, which I would love too. Most of my friends are dying with anticipation on whether this baby is a girl. They of course have at least one girl and know how wonderful it is to have a daughter.
Robbie says he would love another brother and Charlie and Henry want a sister. About 2 or 3 weeks ago Henry was very insistent that “when the next boy comes…” Recently Henry started referring to his baby as a girl and that is about the time he told us, when asked, that he wants a sister. I am unsure he understands genders yet. Because Henry told me yesterday that I am a boy. And when he grows up to be a Mama he is going to grow a big baby in his belly.
To be honest, I am terrified of having a daughter (now isn’t the time for me to go into those reasons). I have come to realize over the last eight years that I can handle/tolerate and love the wildness, the cuteness, the love and the naughtiness boys bring to my life. I don’t have any hope of a sister joining our mix of craziness. So if this baby comes out a boy please don’t tell me how disappointed you are that I have another boy or how you wished that I had a girl!
Recently I had a conversation with Jack’s Grandma Siggie who had four boys. She asked me if I thought this baby was a girl or a boy. I said something to the effect, Do you really think I have a chance at having a girl? Her response was, “No not really. I never expected to have a girl when I was having babies. Anyway, boys are much easier than girls.” Grandma Siggie said a few other things that I can’t remember. Her comments about the benefits of having all boys were all things that I have also thought. It was reassuring to hear similar comments from another mama who I admire of all boys.
Henry and I often talk to this baby and tell him/her to come out soon. A few days ago Henry said to my belly, “NOT NOW! Jane not here to help us!”
Now we are just waiting and ready for this sweet little baby to join our family. I am trying to be patient!
Baby in Belly – Almost There
I haven’t been feeling as positive lately with my emotions or physically. I am hesitant to start this post in fear that this will be full of complaining and whining.
I feel like since my last post about my pregnancy I used up all my positive energy and I have taken a downward spiral to the bottom of the earth. I want this baby out so I can get going with giving birth, my recovery and my life back to normal. There is a slight problem with this; I don’t know what normal will be with four children and right now is too soon to have this baby on the outside!
The reasons for this:
I have no energy, no patience and no appetite!
I have been sleeping and lying around a lot.
The snow conditions are horrible for me and the boys to play in.
I have a horrible cold, cough and my voice is gone.
I have felt like a bad mother and wife. Recently I have had a lot of Braxton Hick contractions.
Because of these things, our life has led to this:
A really trashed house, not so healthy meals and Jack doing some of the cooking.
We have had very little physical activity outside.
There has been too much movie watching for kids.
We have very wild and naughty boys (due to the above reasons!).
Thankfully, my voice is gone because I can’t scream like I want to and my swear words can’t be heard.
I was able to meet with my midwife when the Braxton Hicks contractions were happening frequently. I was very nervous not knowing if they were the real ones or the practice ones. She reassured me everything was okay, sent me home with Black Haw drops to take and permission to not over do it and to take it easy. I haven’t needed the Black Haw and the Braxton Hicks contractions have stayed away for over two weeks. I still have a few Braxton Hicks contractions each day, but this is completely normal!
I have been taking it easy and am slowly trying to catch up on things around the house. When I was lying around a lot it was hard not to worry about things and feel panic with every little movement or feeling in my belly. So one day I spent time in my sewing room. I felt better because I actually was doing something and my mind was distracted. I am starting to think of the things I need to do to prepare my home and my bedroom for a home birth. My home birth supplies were ordered this week from Radiant Belly.
The root cause of some of my troubles:
I figured out this week that some of my emotional instability has come from realizing the end of my last pregnancy is near. I really don’t want this baby to come out any sooner than April. This is my last pregnancy and an end to one of the many stages in motherhood. Thinking about never ever being able to have another baby grow inside my belly makes me very very sad! (Thanks, Jessie for helping me realize this)
I love being pregnant!
I love my midwives and will miss seeing them regularly.
I love the amazing things that go on inside with every stage of my baby’s development.
I love watching my belly grow.
I love feeling the baby moving.
I love thinking about what this baby will look like, what kind of personality this baby will have, and how this baby will change the dynamics in our family.
I love the conversations I have with our three boys about this baby and hearing what is on their mind. And I try to imagine the look of love that will be on their faces when they first meet our new baby.
I love the comments I get from my friends and even strangers about looking beautiful. Because I feel beautiful, most days.
I love it when Jack’s Grandma Elma encourages me to have a second helping of food because “you are eating for two!”
I love watching the numbers on the scale get bigger, knowing that they will go back down again.
I love the adventure and challenge of labor and giving birth.
I love holding my new-born baby in my arms for the very first time.
I love breastfeeding my babies.
And last but not least, I love not having a period.
Things are starting to look up:
We have gotten a little snow to keep my Saturday ski class going and we now have some man-made snow on our trails. I skied last week for the first time in over a week, at Henry’s pace. At least I had skis on!
And again on Saturday morning trying to keep up with Robbie and Charlie and friends. I took a short cut to get in front of them for this photo.
Movie watching only happens on the weekends. The older boys have been listening better, reading more, playing with Legos and doing more jobs around the house.
A high light of my week was a visit from Aunt Susie!
As I was struggling putting my socks on one morning, Henry said to me, “Yours belly is full! You can’t get anymore food, candy and medicine (he means vitamins)!”
I am getting to bed early (before 10:00) and I am feeling more rested every day. It disgust me to wake up on my own before my alarm goes off at 5:30!
I saw my midwives last week. They understood my frustrations and annoyances with everyone and everything in my life at that time. They also opened my eyes to some wonderful home remedies to work on this cold and cough. I saw improvements within 24 hours! And now my cold is gone. My voice isn’t back 100%. My voice has improved enough that I have had to stop swearing.
Once my cold symptoms were gone my energy level came back.
My patience has come back.
The baby’s head is down, for now, but facing the wrong way. I am doing some exercises that will help turn the baby around. I will see my midwives at the end of the week to see if there is any change in the baby’s position.
My blood pressure is good, I am measuring very close to number of weeks I am and my weight gain is around 20 pounds.
My home visit with the midwives will be scheduled for sometime next month.
Baby in Belly – over half way there!
It has been a while since my post Baby in Belly. It is hard for me to believe that I am already past half way. (I started this post when I was around half way there and haven’t finished the post until now.)
I finally have a belly that indicates there truly is a baby in there. I feel wonderful, energized, full of love and life. I don’t want this to end!
Henry wanted his own belly shot.
I have wanted to be excited about this fourth baby since the beginning and to tell the whole world. But sometimes life can take a turn that you don’t expect and then there could be heart-break. I wasn’t ready or willing to have my heart-broken. I have this wonderful mechanism that helps me to be excited secretly but still not get my hopes up, I guess this is a nice way of saying denial. Since this baby will complete My Dream Come True story I wanted to make sure he/she was here to stay before I shared my news with everyone.
Side note: With every pregnancy I have this time period of denial, not because I didn’t want that pregnancy to happen. Because I was dying for it to happen! It is hard for me to believe when it actually does happened because I have waited a long time for each of my precious babies. When I finally get a positive home pregnancy test I still can’t believe it (that is why I buy them in two packs). If I am remembering correctly I used three home pregnancy tests at the beginning of my pregnancy with Charlie. I know my non-existent menstrual period should also be an indicator, that just isn’t good enough!
I had my typical morning sickness hit during the same week as my past pregnancies and like clock work it arrived at the same time of day – 3:00 in the afternoon and it lasted until about 8:00 PM. This went on for two months or so and disappeared around the same time it did with the other three boys. I felt like my morning sickness was a little harder this time. Due to the fact that we have three boys running around, I had to go on with my daily jobs and still feed everyone. The tasks of thinking of meals, cooking them and eating them were not things I could accomplish very easily. I had no appetite; no energy and feeling nauseated made it difficult for me to keep up with my garden, cooking meals, after school activities and our evening routine. I remember one of my most challenging days was when I rested on the couch for four hours not being able to find enough energy to move or get up. I loved it at least that is what I kept telling myself. The thought of this baby still growing inside of me made that day and other days bearable. I never complained. I have enjoyed every minute of this pregnancy since I accepted the fact that I am pregnant.
I feel brave to admit that this is my best pregnancy. Or maybe because it is my last pregnancy and I am enjoying every second. The things that are making it the best are: the wisdom I have gained from the previous three pregnancies, I have three little boys and a great husband to share this with, I have two wonderful midwives that I love and trust, a great family doctor who agrees that it is okay to have a baby at home, I will be attempting my second home birth, I am not taking any medications or shots and my belly is beautiful and free of bruises (the heparin shots caused bruises that ranged in the size of a dime to a fifty cent piece).
There are days that I forget that I am growing a baby. Those are the days that I stay up too late with friends, blogging, reading, and sewing or work hard with out sitting down to rest until I am completely wiped out.
Then there are days I am reminded frequently that we really are going to have a new baby in our house this spring: strangers have started making comments about my belly, my family and friends are starting to touch my belly and talk to the baby, the boys are always touching, hugging and kissing my belly, my belly gets hot when I am cooking on the stove, and wet when I am doing the dishes, and I no longer fit in my button and zipper pants. Finally I am feeling those wonderful fluttering movements on the inside. The movements are getting stronger and more frequent with each new day.
April still seems so far away. I am getting very excited about the things that will happen at our house this spring:
I won’t be carrying Henry on my back this year.
(These are photos just days before Henry was born)
Getting kisses in the woods from my boys while taking a rest from making firewood.
Jack’s Aunt Bonnie told me when I was pregnant with Robbie, “Enjoy it now. When they are on the inside that is when babies are the easiest to take care of.” I agreed with her. Although I didn’t really understand the truth of her comment until Robbie was born and wished he went back inside until he was ready to come out a little happier.
I am not going to rush this winter season or this pregnancy. I am going to love every day we have snow on the ground. I just wish enough snow would arrive so we can start skiing! I will cross-country ski as much as possible. I will continue to love every minute of this pregnancy and wait patiently for this baby to arrive.
Baby in Belly
Henry showed me today that he has a baby in his belly, by putting a ball in his overalls.
I guess he has been listening and understands what is going on inside my belly.
Yes, it is true baby #4 is brewing to arrive the spring of 2012!
Last week on Robbie’s birthday he gave me a hug after opening his gifts and noticed my “bigger” belly and asked if I was going to have another baby. I was surprised by his comment. I looked down at my belly and realized that my belly is getting bigger. It is time to start sharing our news. I had hoped to tell more of my friends in person and our extended family in a more personal way. This seems to be the best way for me to spread the word.
Frequently Asked Questions:
What is your due date? Sometime in the spring, after skiing is done! I am not counting weeks and days at this point. We all know babies come when they are ready. I will patiently wait and enjoy every day of this pregnancy.
Was this planned? If you know me well enough to know how many children I have always dreamed of having then you know the answer. If you don’t then please don’t ask. Some of the best kids were surprises to their parents (me being one of them)!
Are you trying/hoping for a girl? NO! I gave that up two babies ago!
Will you do another home birth? Yes, I sure hope so and will do every thing I can to make it possible!
Are you doing the heparin shots? No. I used heparin with Robbie and Charlie’s pregnancies until 34 weeks. After consulting with a perinatologist and my midwife it was determined that I don’t need to use heparin to maintain a pregnancy. I was 18 weeks pregnant with Henry at that time, with two weeks worth of meds left, I stopped the heparin at 20 weeks with Henry. Lately, I have had many worrisome days. I am renting a doppler from babybeat.com . I am reassured everyday that things are still good on the inside.
Will you find out the gender of this baby? No! I love this kind of surprise (this might be the only kind of surprise I like). Plus, not knowing is a good motivator for me in those last few moments of pushing to get that baby out!