Another busy week down in the Rispoli household. 36 weeks and 3 days pregnant, and feeling it.
A short little update about some fun happenings in the past week: Our Sub-Zero fridge is on its death bed...going to look for a new one today (not a new Sub- Zero since 7 grand for a new fridge isn't in our budget right now), back is killing me, discovered what it is to be "nesting", and Baby found a new sport- kicking Mommy in the sciatic nerve! Woohoo{sarcasm}.
It's kind of an exciting week~ Today we have a Dr. appointment and extra ultrasound to see if Baby is still in the breech position. If so, I am pretty sure we schedule our C-Section and get to pick Baby's birthday!! We are taking a breastfeeding class at the hospital tomorrow, so that should be interesting. Also, this is my last week of work before I go on maternity leave (hallelujah for no more long train commute! My back cannot take it anymore). Good stuff this week!
For some reason, I am having a very "hungry day". It may be my nerves or maybe Baby is just having one last growth spurt.
So, in honor of my hungriness- Here is a list of all this things I would eat today... if I could. Which I can't, so I won't. Boo.
- Sushi. Specifically a white tuna and avocado roll. Possibly some salmon sashimi as well. And a Super Dragon Roll...I love those.
-Un-pasturized cheese. And lots of it. Like, I want to drive to Valley Shepherd and buy everything! But if I only had a few choices I'd take the Bleu, Pepito, and Truffle. Drool.
-A sub from the Sub Shop in Chester. A big fat Italian sub with 5 different types of coldcuts, oil & vinegar and mayo.
-A hotdog. No wait, a chili dog. Nathans.
-Shrimp ceviche.
-Beer. Specifically a microbrewed Octoberfest. I thought the summer would be hard...but the Octoberfest's are really killing me.
-A glass of good Pinot Noir. Just one (in a large wine goblet). I'm not greedy.
Maybe one of you will have one of these today in honor of me...just don't tell me. That's just mean.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Saturday, September 17, 2011
I'm not surprised this baby is so stubborn...I've met his parents.
This week was a whirlwind of work (lots of work for my amazing hubby, he took 2 overtimes and worked 62 hours...ugh), doctors appointment and yard sale prep.
My 35 week appointment yesterday went as follows:
Doc (walks in to room): So, how are you feeling? Any concerns this week?
Me: Yes, my concern is that his head is right here (pointing to my upper right belly by my ribs), and he feet are down here (low- very, very, low in my pelvic area).
Doc: Hmmm, let's take a look. (Dr. then palpates my giant belly all around. He actually had his hand secure on a part of the baby. Very strange feeling). Well, your totally right...wow, that's pretty amazing that you knew exactly where he was! Yes, it seems we have a BREECH situation here.
I wanted to yell- DUH! THIS IS WHAT I HAVE BEEN TELLING YOU FOR WEEKS! But, I didn't, I kindly asked what that means, what do we do, and so forth.
He started talking about extra ultrasounds, appointments, and then aversion (where the Doctor will physically try to turn the baby around at an appt. in the hospital) and the dreaded C-section. And, I promptly started to have an anxiety zone out. This is not what I imagined the end of my super easy, super fun pregnancy to go like! So, since yesterday, I've been, well, kind of freaking out. In my own, research til I drop sort of way. I found out only 3-4% of babies are breech at birth...so it seems like I won some kind of crappy lottery.
Although I have an ultrasound in a week and a half to see if baby has turned on his own...I do not forsee this happening, because he has been in this position my entire pregancy. This means that at this ultrasound, if they find that baby is still breech, they will want to send me for aversion right then and there. And I do not want to do that. There are some risks that come with aversion (and it is super painful)- the worst being that they could break my amniotic sac, and they would have to do an emergency C-section. Matt is very concerned about them "squishing the baby around" (he is so cute), And I kind of agree. I don't really want them grabbing onto baby's little, soft head and squishing him in a circle.
So, I am taking action. I am not sure if this action will work, but it's worth a try...and I always like to try a holistic approach before the medical anyway.
I am getting moxibustion & accupuncture on Monday. Yes, I, who squirms at the very sight of needles will have dozens of them stuck into my body and feet (eeeeeeeek) while they are buring some strange Harry Potter sounding herb by my pressure points in my feet.
Here is the actual scientific description of this treatment:
Accupuncture
Using disposable needles, a practitioner will insert them just into the skin to release qi, prevent it from being blocked or help it move. This release of energy is said to help the baby find a better position by allowing mom's body to move freely and the baby to have the room he/she needs to be well placed in the uterus for birth.
Moxibustion
This form of traditional Chinese medicine involves burning a moxa (mugwort) stick near a certain point on the small toe of the foot (bladder 67). You can find practitioners in a variety of settings including the acupuncture clinic and other practitioners.
Meanwhile, this weekend, I will putting an icepack on my belly by baby's head, doing pelvic tilts, and some downward dog to help get baby to budge.
Doc also said "Wow you must be having some back pain because of how this baby is positioned! Hate to tell you, but it will get worse!". Yay. Something to look forward to! Thanks Doc.
Now, I just pray that in the next week and a half, this child will decide not to be stubborn and turn the hell around. If not, it may be to the OR I go.... {sigh...}.
My 35 week appointment yesterday went as follows:
Doc (walks in to room): So, how are you feeling? Any concerns this week?
Me: Yes, my concern is that his head is right here (pointing to my upper right belly by my ribs), and he feet are down here (low- very, very, low in my pelvic area).
Doc: Hmmm, let's take a look. (Dr. then palpates my giant belly all around. He actually had his hand secure on a part of the baby. Very strange feeling). Well, your totally right...wow, that's pretty amazing that you knew exactly where he was! Yes, it seems we have a BREECH situation here.
I wanted to yell- DUH! THIS IS WHAT I HAVE BEEN TELLING YOU FOR WEEKS! But, I didn't, I kindly asked what that means, what do we do, and so forth.
He started talking about extra ultrasounds, appointments, and then aversion (where the Doctor will physically try to turn the baby around at an appt. in the hospital) and the dreaded C-section. And, I promptly started to have an anxiety zone out. This is not what I imagined the end of my super easy, super fun pregnancy to go like! So, since yesterday, I've been, well, kind of freaking out. In my own, research til I drop sort of way. I found out only 3-4% of babies are breech at birth...so it seems like I won some kind of crappy lottery.
Although I have an ultrasound in a week and a half to see if baby has turned on his own...I do not forsee this happening, because he has been in this position my entire pregancy. This means that at this ultrasound, if they find that baby is still breech, they will want to send me for aversion right then and there. And I do not want to do that. There are some risks that come with aversion (and it is super painful)- the worst being that they could break my amniotic sac, and they would have to do an emergency C-section. Matt is very concerned about them "squishing the baby around" (he is so cute), And I kind of agree. I don't really want them grabbing onto baby's little, soft head and squishing him in a circle.
So, I am taking action. I am not sure if this action will work, but it's worth a try...and I always like to try a holistic approach before the medical anyway.
I am getting moxibustion & accupuncture on Monday. Yes, I, who squirms at the very sight of needles will have dozens of them stuck into my body and feet (eeeeeeeek) while they are buring some strange Harry Potter sounding herb by my pressure points in my feet.
Here is the actual scientific description of this treatment:
Accupuncture
Using disposable needles, a practitioner will insert them just into the skin to release qi, prevent it from being blocked or help it move. This release of energy is said to help the baby find a better position by allowing mom's body to move freely and the baby to have the room he/she needs to be well placed in the uterus for birth.
Moxibustion
This form of traditional Chinese medicine involves burning a moxa (mugwort) stick near a certain point on the small toe of the foot (bladder 67). You can find practitioners in a variety of settings including the acupuncture clinic and other practitioners.
Meanwhile, this weekend, I will putting an icepack on my belly by baby's head, doing pelvic tilts, and some downward dog to help get baby to budge.
Doc also said "Wow you must be having some back pain because of how this baby is positioned! Hate to tell you, but it will get worse!". Yay. Something to look forward to! Thanks Doc.
Now, I just pray that in the next week and a half, this child will decide not to be stubborn and turn the hell around. If not, it may be to the OR I go.... {sigh...}.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Baby R's shoe collection has been started.
I come from a family of shoe divas...or shoe hoarders is probably more accurate. My mother has more pairs of shoes than anyone I have ever met. They are piled high in two separate closets in her bedroom and I have heard her say "I need a pair of simple black shoes to go with this outfit" about 50 times (hence, she has at least 50 pairs of simple black shoes).
I, on the other hand, am not a shoe diva. I won't spend more than $30 on a pair (unless they are boots, then I will spend a little more), and I tend to wear shoes until the heel is falling off.
This apple fell far from the shoe tree.
This being said, I actually love shoes. Especially baby shoes. How can you not be obsessed?? They are so cute and little!
I have a feeling Baby will have quite the shoe collection, since he is not even born and already owns 7 pairs.
Here is a run-down of what he has so far:
-Baby owns not one, but two pairs of black Converse high tops. They are so cute & necessary that I purchased them in a size 1 & 2! I think he might need a pair of blue ones at some point.
-Aunt Marissa just purchase baby his very first pair of VANS. They are the slip-on black, white and green checkered ones, and I am totally in love with them. They will look particularly good with his future mohawk : )
-In transit (I am checking the mail daily because I can't wait for these to come in!!), Baby has 2 pairs of these custom made Pirate Boot-ys coming in. I got them in distressed black and navy & gray. So punk rock, so cute, so cuddly. Again, obsessed.
- Great-Aunt Angie got him an adorable pair of red Converse-esqe hightops. Adorable
-Slip-on Diesel-like sneaks for when he wants to be all GQ. Ya know, for when he has a (play)date or something.
So, what do you think? I'm thinking we are pretty set in the shoe department...
All I can say is, thank god I'm not having a girl.
I, on the other hand, am not a shoe diva. I won't spend more than $30 on a pair (unless they are boots, then I will spend a little more), and I tend to wear shoes until the heel is falling off.
This apple fell far from the shoe tree.
This being said, I actually love shoes. Especially baby shoes. How can you not be obsessed?? They are so cute and little!
I have a feeling Baby will have quite the shoe collection, since he is not even born and already owns 7 pairs.
Here is a run-down of what he has so far:
-Baby owns not one, but two pairs of black Converse high tops. They are so cute & necessary that I purchased them in a size 1 & 2! I think he might need a pair of blue ones at some point.
-Aunt Marissa just purchase baby his very first pair of VANS. They are the slip-on black, white and green checkered ones, and I am totally in love with them. They will look particularly good with his future mohawk : )
-In transit (I am checking the mail daily because I can't wait for these to come in!!), Baby has 2 pairs of these custom made Pirate Boot-ys coming in. I got them in distressed black and navy & gray. So punk rock, so cute, so cuddly. Again, obsessed.
- Great-Aunt Angie got him an adorable pair of red Converse-esqe hightops. Adorable
-Slip-on Diesel-like sneaks for when he wants to be all GQ. Ya know, for when he has a (play)date or something.
So, what do you think? I'm thinking we are pretty set in the shoe department...
All I can say is, thank god I'm not having a girl.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
An ode to my friend, Tums, on this labor day weekend.
Never did I think there would come a day that I carried a sandwich ziplock baggie filled with Calcium Carbonate in my purse.
Where my pack of gum or cute tin of mints used to be, now sits this life saving bag of TUMS. Again, I don't think I have it quite as bad as some women who battle the dreaded heart burn throughout their entire pregnancy...but I have it bad enough.
Before I got pregnant, I think I took a total of 10 Tums in my entire life. Now I probably average about 2-4 a day. I pop them like candy, and the last time I purchased them, I purchased the Costco sized bottle. I can only eat the berry flavored ones, the other ones are gross.
The last few weeks I've gotten heartburn when I've eaten veggies, when I eat ice cream, or when I drink water. It is not prejudice (though oddly, when I eat Mexican food- No heartburn. Coincedence? I think not.).
But then I pop this magical, not so little pill, chew...and Viola! It's gone. I freakin' love Tums- that is the moral of this story.
So, a little salute to you today, oh mighty heartburn relief medication -(that also has calcium in it which is a nice plus)...as I go and eat my labor day foods consisting of steaks, hamburgers, tostitos and salsa, and any other acid inducing fare...I know you will be there waiting for me, to cool and sooth my insides, and I thank you.
Where my pack of gum or cute tin of mints used to be, now sits this life saving bag of TUMS. Again, I don't think I have it quite as bad as some women who battle the dreaded heart burn throughout their entire pregnancy...but I have it bad enough.
Before I got pregnant, I think I took a total of 10 Tums in my entire life. Now I probably average about 2-4 a day. I pop them like candy, and the last time I purchased them, I purchased the Costco sized bottle. I can only eat the berry flavored ones, the other ones are gross.
The last few weeks I've gotten heartburn when I've eaten veggies, when I eat ice cream, or when I drink water. It is not prejudice (though oddly, when I eat Mexican food- No heartburn. Coincedence? I think not.).
But then I pop this magical, not so little pill, chew...and Viola! It's gone. I freakin' love Tums- that is the moral of this story.
So, a little salute to you today, oh mighty heartburn relief medication -(that also has calcium in it which is a nice plus)...as I go and eat my labor day foods consisting of steaks, hamburgers, tostitos and salsa, and any other acid inducing fare...I know you will be there waiting for me, to cool and sooth my insides, and I thank you.
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