Our Moment

Samantha and I had our first "moment" the other night. We were up visiting her in the evening and the nursery was pretty quiet. NICU nurseries can be pretty loud around feeding times, because that's when all the monitors tend to go off. But this was right after feeding time, they had turned the lights down and I my husband had stepped out of the nursery to make a call. So it was just me with my sleeping baby girl in my arms sitting in the dark. I started singing to her quietly and then the tears started to come. I realized this was our first "moment" together. Alone. Just me and her. Mother and Daughter. It really hit me that she is mine. She's my baby girl. Forever. A love that I cannot describe....

There's been some changes! Baby girl is now 4lbs 10oz. Yesterday she did mostly bottle feeds (they were pushing her) and only one tube feed. But she was exhausted!!! She's also been moved to an intermediate nursery, which is kind of a step up. She's still in her isolette for now but has been maintaining her body heat and the heat in her isolette is just about our room temp. So that's good.

There have been so many things I want to blog about, but we are just exhausted when we get home so the last thing I feel like doing is sitting in front of the computer. Here are few things that soon will be blog posts I hope...

-The Lactation Vultures (Yes, I hate them. I call them the vultures. They are horrible. I know that's not the case for all lactation consultants, because I'm sure there are nice ones out there! But the ones at this NICU make me cry. And I hate them)
-How excited/scared I am to bring her home. I have to many fears and have been having bad dreams about them.
-How I never got to say "goodbye" to my pregnant belly with Sam inside. Everything happened so fast the day she was born that I never really got to say goodbye to the pregnancy. I know that sounds so strange and of course it's so much more wonderful having her here now! But I'm feeling a little bit of PPD I think. Just a little.
-Stretchmarks! They were much more tolerable when I had the big belly. Now they are freaking me out. Because they are textured now! Like a raisin!
-I've lost 30+ pounds so far. Still massive. But I'm starting to look/feel like myself again. Plus, we forget to eat. I can't remember the last time my husband and I had a decent meal.
-The work/stay home dilemma. We are still debating what I'm going to do in the fall (Sept). Will probably be heading back to work but we are really stressed out about putting her in daycare and her getting really sick. The majority of the doctors/nurses we have talked to pretty much say to delay it as long as we can. So everything with that is still up in the air! But it's stressing me out bigtime. If anything really bad happened to our girl because she got sick from daycare, I would probably throw myself off a bridge. Well no I wouldnt but you get what Im saying...

Little Lady Update

I wish I could get the picture of our girl in her little ladybug outfit on here, but my phone won't let me post it! But ohhhh man, she is so cute! Have I told you all how much we love her and how SHE WAS SO WORTH THE WAIT???! Oh I did already tell you that?? :)

Here are a few updates bullet point style...

• Samantha is now 4lbs 4oz!!! We are calling her our lil fat girl :)
• She is doing pretty well with bottle feeding. Still gets tired and out of breath pretty easily but she really is doing pretty well with it most of the time...
• She lovessss to look around at everything. I think at this point she can only see in black and white and only things really close to her face, but she does look all around like she is observing everything! It's so cute!
• Since birth she's had this white (small) birthmark type thing on her back and the doctors were trying to figure out what it was. Now, they know it's a hemangioma, because blood vessels are coming through. They said it will probably get bigger during her first year and then go away. Or it may not develop at all. Turns out my mom said I had one has a baby and I guess they are common in premature girl babies with low birth weight. I wasn't a preemie but weighed 6 pounds 2 oz.
• I hate hate hate leaving her at night. It kills me. Every. Single. Time. That's when I cry the most, when we are driving home at night from the hospital. During the day I'm a little stronger.
• They also have been lowering the heat in her isolette each day (or every other day?) and she's doing okay with that. She almost at (our) room temp.
• There's a good possibility that she will get moved to a "less intense" nursery this coming week.
• We learned today that our plans for me going back to work and Samantha attending the daycare I work at, may be changing. The nurses said she really shouldn't be in daycare for her first year of life because of the respiratory issues she had at birth. Because I guess she will be more at risk for catching all the illnesses that run through daycares. Which makes complete sense, but I guess I was naive and thinking by September (when I was planning on going back) she would be okay by then. But we really don't want to risk anything. So we are going to talk to the doctors about it and then revisit of plan of action. They even say home daycares for the first year are a no no. We will see what happens. I might be looking for some kind of work-from-home employment.
• I am feeling okay. Had my two week post surgery appt today. Incision looks good. And I can drive again. The pain is mostly gone, but sometimes if I do too much my incision will start to irritate me and I'll get a little crampy. The NP told me today to make sure I'm still taking it easy.
• We are EXHAUSTED. Visiting the NICU literally sucks the life out of you. So does pumping/breastfeeding. Holy moly are we tired. Guess it's just preparing us for when she gets home, but I think the back and forth to the NICU and the emotional toll of it all really wipes us out.
• Our family and friends have been so supportive!! Thank God for them.
• And thank God for my husband who has been so much more than amazing through all of this!
• Please keep the prayers coming for our little girl. They are very much appreciated :)
• And I apologize to anyone I've forgotten to get back to over the last few weeks. I don't even remember my name or what day it is most of the time. So please forgive me.

I heart hand sanitizer.

I used to despise hand sanitizer. The smell, the feel of it all over my hands and I pretty much didn't believe that it was actually killing germs....

Well now since our sweet girl is living at the NICU, I LOVE HAND SANITIZER. Can't get enough of it. The doctors and nurses there say it's actually a little better than washing your hands. But we do both anyways when we arrive there. Yes, maybe I'm becoming a germ freak now, but I don't really care. Keeping my baby healthy is my priority now!!

Baby girl is doing well. She was doing great with bottle feeds but has started to slow down a little. So they had to put a feeding tube back in and are alternating tube feeds and bottle feeds. She is up to 3lbs 14 oz now after getting down to 3lbs 5oz. They have lowered the heat in her isolette and have taken her picc line out. Overall, she is doing pretty well considering. I get to hold her and feed her a bottle sometimes. I am just SO in love. I could stare at her little face all day long. And her Dad, well he's just head over heels for her...

They might be moving her to another nursery soon, which is a step up. But she will most likely still be in the NICU for at least another two weeks or so. Things can change so fast. So there is always the possibility she could come home earlier or be there much longer. The NICU is such a tough place, you see all these parents with heavy hearts just getting through each day. Yesterday I saw a couple who's baby must have been just discharged because they were practically running out of there with there preemie baby in a car seat.

We can't wait to bring her home! But I have to say Im terrified too. I work with kids, but honestly I don't have much experience with infants (let alone preemies!). So I'm a little nervous. I just want her to be okay. I guess my main concern is her breathing. Yesterday I was changing her diaper in the isolette and dressing her and it took me forever and the help of my husband and my mom! Usually, I'm a super fast diaper changer (from doing it at work all day long) but I'm so scared with her and all the wires and she's so delicate! It's scary!

Yesterday, I had to go see the doctor because I just haven't been feeling well, still having pain and was pretty sure I had a UTI. So I went and they said my incision looked good but gave me an antibiotic for the UTI. And I'm to continue with the high dose ibuprofen for a few days. I think I'm slowly feeling better but trying to take it easy. Friday I go back and see my OB for the two week check up and then hopefully I can drive again.

Still not producing much milk, which is a bit frustrating. I bring what I do get into the NICU everyday and they give it to her, but I'm really not filling up bottles yet. Patience, I guess.

I will leave you with a picture of our sweet girl. The bow probably weighs more than she does! :)

Samantha's Birth Story

On Tuesday evening, March 6th, we had the Maternity tour at the new hospital we had chosen for the delivery. Remember how we were worried about if she would need extra help and we didn't want to deliver at a hospital that didn't have a really great NICU? Well, our reasons then were due to all the worries we had about her arms and legs and possible downs or dwarfism. Even after all that was ruled out, we still felt it was best to deliver at a bigger hospital. I was going to have to switch OB's because my old one didn't deliver at the big hospital. Looking back we made the right choice!

So on the 6th we went for the tour. We liked what we saw and definitely felt comfortable with our decision. The next day, March 7th, I had my first appointment with the new OB "Dr. K." My husband had left that morning for Syracuse for an overnight job with his work. He was bummed he was missing the first appt with the new OB, but there was nothing we could really do about it. So off I went to my appointment with Dr. K. I hadn't been feeling any different that morning really. Pretty swollen I guess and tired but nothing major. When the nurse called me back she had me pee into a cup to check for protein. And there was +3 protein in it. Which is not good. So immediately I was a little worried, but the nurse wasn't running to call an ambulance so I tried to keep calm. Then the u/s tech took me back. All new patients get an u/s so I was pretty excited to see the baby again. It went pretty quickly, but she did mention that there was access fluid around the baby. Again, I was concerned but didn't freak out. She printed me a picture of the baby and then brought me back to an exam room. A nurse came in to talk with me for awhile and took my blood pressure. My BP was 150/90. That's when I started to freak out a little. Then I got to meet Dr. K. She is AMAZING. I loved her right from the start! We talked for few minutes about what was going on with me, that being pre-eclampsia. And said " Here's what's going to happen. I need to you to go home, pack a bag and head to the hospital." I was in shock. Um, what??? She explained everything to me and told me not to freak out but that she just wanted to have me monitored overnight. That's everything would be fine, but she just didn't feel comfortable just letting it go. Also, there was a lot of fluid around the baby, which I later found out there should be like 5-9 and my fluid was a 29! Yeah, not good.

So, I left there called my husband, who then began freaking out because he was 3 hours away. I told him it would be okay and there were just going to monitor me. No need to rush back. Everything was fine. I called my mom and thankfully she was off from work that day and was able to come get me and take me to the hospital. I already had my hospital "delivery" bag half packed. So I just added some things to that. But little did I know that I wouldn't be home again for another 6 days.

My mom and I arrived at the hospital around 2pm that day and they took me to L&D where I was monitored all day, pricked and poked, and they decided to give me the first of two steroid shots to mature her lungs "just in case." It was a long afternoon/evening. But I wasn't dilated nor was I having contractions. Until later in the evening around 7 or so, the monitor was showing very small contractions but they didn't hurt so they just said they were Braxton Hicks. Finally around 9pm, they moved us to a different room to stay overnight. Unfortunately, we had to share a room with another girl and her boyfriend. My husband had been calling all day but I told him things were fine, my mom was with me and there was no urgent need to leave the job and come home. He told me to just say the words, and he would leave right away. But none of the doctors or nurses seemed concerned and we had told them over and over that my husband was 3 hours away so if they thought he should rush back, to please tell us! But everything was okay. They were basically just keeping me there to monitor my blood pressure and I would be discharged the next day after I got my second steroid shot. There was a possible chance they would have to keep me longer and perhaps till the baby the came, but those fears seemed to be put to rest early in the day so we weren't worried.

So my angel mother and I spent the night in a cramped hospital room with another couple. They were nice but way to talkative and wouldn't leave us alone really. I guess they had been there a week with possible preterm labor. They were also having a girl and due on April 28th too! Which was so weird! So we tried to get some sleep. But that didn't really work out. My poor mom was in a this reclining chair/bed thing that didn't seem comfortable at all. And I only slept about 3 hours because of all the during the night visits from the nurses and just my mind going too.

We were up early and I really wanted to shower. My mom was going to go home and shower and come back but I was having another u/s that morning and she wanted to be around for that. So I hopped in the shower quick and when I came out the breakfast tray was there. So I got settled on the bed again and even though the pancakes were cold I took a few bites. And then I felt a gush a fluid....that kept coming...wouldn't stop...and I began to panic....


I knew my water was breaking. I looked over at my mom terrified and I said " My water is breaking! My water is breaking!" My mom ran and got a nurse.

And this is when all hell broke loose. Doctors and nurses came rushing in to check me. At this point I was crying and in major panic mode. I grabbed my phone and called my husband in Syracuse. Through screaming and tears I said " My water broke! LEAVE NOW! Just leave now!" I just knew in my heart that this baby was going to be born SOON and by way of emergency c-section. I just knew it wasn't going to be a long drawn out process. She was coming and she was coming NOW.

My husband was in shock on the other end and said he was leaving now. He yelled to his co-worker/friend Mike that they had to leave NOW. And so began the craziest...fastest...most emotional car ride that he's ever taken. And I'll come back to this later.

So, there I am in panic mode..crying...freaking out...in shock...

The doctors and nurses are checking me. And all this time the couple next door is just on the other side of the curtain and I'm screaming that I want my own room! I wasn't dilated yet but I had lost so much fluid that they were worried. They wheeled in a an u/s machine and there was almost no amniotic fluid left. So they moved me back to an L&D private room. By then I was feeling major contractions and they put me on oxygen. I was just beside myself. There was nothing calm about this birth story from the moment my water broke until after she was born. I was a mess!! Everything just happened so quickly and I was scared and I was so sad because I wasn't sure if my husband was going to make it back in time for the birth of his daughter. And I knew it would just kill him if he missed it.

So they monitored my contractions for a little bit but with every one her heartbeat would drop. So I could see all the doctors and nurses pacing back and forth deciding whether the baby needed to come out now. I begged them to please wait a little while, that my husband would be back soon! But they finally said they couldn't wait and that Samantha needed to come out now! Again, like I said I was hot mess. And terrified of the c-section. At the maternity tour (a few nights prior) we learned that you can have one person in the operating room with you. And under no circumstance can you switch out people at the last minute. But my doctor is so nice that she said if he gets here in time, we can switch your mom out for your husband. Now, it became a race against time. The baby needed to come out. The husband needed to get here.

While I was getting prepped for surgery, the scene from from husband's car ride back was a crazy one. His good friend Mike was driving at 98 mph! My poor husband in the passenger seat crying his eyes out because he was afraid he was going to miss it. Our families were in the waiting room and mapping out his best route to get to the operating room once he got there.

Back in the operating room, they did my spinal. Can't tell you how scared I was. And turns out later on I learned not all the meds went in because after I could feel a little soreness when they were sewing me up (Yeah, nice right?) But anyways, it took awhile for me to go numb and then my mom came in and sat down next to me in scrubs.

So, many things were going through my head at this point. I was terrified of the surgery! I was scared that the baby wouldn't be ok! I was heartbroken that my husband wasn't there! I do remember feeling a little loopy though and joking around with the staff. I said to my dr " Are there like a thousand people in here?" Because when they first brought me in there were SO many people. And she goes" No, just 999, and when your husband gets here it will be 1,000." And then I think I remember saying I wanted music and some dr put his iphone down near my ear, but unfortunately I can't remember what song was playing. I also remember telling them I don't want to know when they are cutting me. So there we sat, me and my mom, both of us pretty much freaking out. I almost threw up a few times. And then like something out of of a movie I hear "HERE COMES THE HUSBAND! HERE COMES THE HUSBAND!"

And I just started sobbing so hard. He made it.

My mom jumps up and leaves and in rushes my husband in scrubs. And we both just cried and cried.

I'll never forget that moment.

Minutes later, my doctor pulls our beautiful daughter from my belly and she is rushed over to the NICU team that is waiting. I can see them from the corner of my eye wrapping her up and working on her. And a few minutes later they wheel her by on the way up to the NICU. And for just a few quick seconds we get to lay eyes on our sweet girl. And then they whisk her away...

Samantha Roselyn
Born March 8th, 2012 at 32 weeks 5 days
10:51 a.m.
3 lbs 11oz 16 inches long

Everything happened in the blink of an eye that morning. And there is no doubt in our minds that we had guardian angels looking over us...

The first 24 hours after the surgery was rough. They had me on Magnesium so I wasn't allowed to see or touch my baby. So Matt had to go visit her alone and take pictures and bring them back to me. That night was so hard because all I wanted was to see her and touch her and I couldn't. And the magnesium makes you feel so sick. And loopy. I could only have ice chips and I was so thirsty and hungry. But somehow I made it through that night and they moved us to our post partum room that we made our home for the next  5 days. I ended up seeing a few nurses that I had the day before and they were all like " What the hell happened??!" One day I'm doing okay and about to go home, next day I'm recovering from a c-section and our preemie baby is up in the NICU.

We have so much to be thankful for. Family and friends who love us and our baby so much and just the outpouring of support we have received!

We can't believe she is here! Saying that we love her would be an understatement. She is so beautiful and perfect and she's just our everything. It might be a long journey in the NICU but she seems to be doing well and all we can do is keep praying.

I now know what people mean when they say "It was worth it." She is SO worth all the tears, heartaches, BFN's, money spent, IUI's, shots, appt's and IVF. I would go through it 1,000 times over for her...

We love you Baby Samantha. Such a big miracle, in such a little girl...

Even harder.

Being discharged and leaving her at the hospital on Monday was so hard.

Today is even harder.

Both my husband and I came down with a stomach bug last night :( We can't go see her at all today...

I am so heartbroken....

Update on little Miss Samantha

Sorry everyone! I know I've been MIA but for good reason :) Just wanted to give a quick update on my girl. Today is her one week birthday! And she's doing pretty well. I know that the way life in the NICU is one of things could change at any moment, but at the moment we are very happy where she is at. Here is a quick rundown:

• She is off her c cap again! And has been off it and doing okay for a few days now. Still on room air! 
• They took her feeding tube out and she's been bottle feeding! For awhile now she hasnt kept much down but last night and today she has :) I even got to hold her and bottle feed her today myself, which made me SO happy :) 
• She is loving her isolette. Seems really peaceful in there as opposed to the open bed she was in before. 
• She also loves her paci! 
• I've gotten to put her in a few preemie outfits which is fun :) So tiny and cute.
• I've been pumping but its not going so well. I just get a very little bit at a time, but I always try to bring at least some back to the hospital with me. Hopefully it gets easier and my milk starts to REALLY in now that the baby is starting to actually eat.
• I've done kangaroo care a few times which I love. That's where the baby and I lay skin to skin. Her on my bare chest. My husband did it as well and he loved it. 
• I'm not healing so well. Still have a lot of pain and I'm still the pain meds. 
• We are SO tired. Emotionally and physically exhausted. The NICU like sucks the life out of you. 
• There are a few "scary" things that they have found with our sweet girl. One is a very small brain bleed. a Grade one. Which to the doctors isnt too big of a deal, but the are going to monitor it with ultrasounds to make sure it is shrinking. So please pray for her :) They are doing another u/s ont he 20th I believe. Also, they found something elevated in her kidneys, but also they are not too concerned about it right now, just going to monitor it. So yeah, those things freak us out! But we are just praying she will be fine! :) 

That's all for now! I feel like I dont have much time to blog lately or when I do sit down my brain is mush. I still want to post her birth story! So stay tune for that :) It's a crazy story that's for sure. I promise to catch up with all of your blogs soon, I apologize for being a bad blog friend lately!!! 

I left my heart there.

Yesterday we were discharged from the hospital. We dragged the day out hoping they wouldn't throw us out by our collars and luckily we were able to keep our room till about 4. But then we had to leave. And I was so completely heart broken. That was the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my whole life. I left my heart at the hospital.

We actually came home, my husband brought all our stuff in and then we pretty much turned right around went back to the hospital to say goodnight to her and she had a few visitors. Luckily we only live about 10-15 minutes away, but with me still recovering and not being able to drive for a few weeks, things are gonna be different this week. Probably next week I will be able to spend more time there during the day.
I don't know how we will get through this but we will. Physically and emotionally I'm a wreck. Did way to much walking yesterday and now I'm paying for it. And I don't go more than an hour without crying thinking about our sweet girl.

For such a long time yesterday she had her eyes open and I would just sing to her and she would stare right back at me. I can't even put into words how it feel to have her look at me. I would give my life for this little girl. Nothing else matters anymore.

She is doing okay overall. They had to put the c cap back on her to help with air flow pressure. Still on room air which is good. She does have a feeding tube but is not keeping much down, which scares the crap out of me. I've been pumping but not getting much yet but I'm still bringing in to them what I get. Every little bit helps. Today they are taking her stomach line and putting a picc line in. There's just so much I still don't understand, the nurses try to explain but I'm just out of it. Still on pain meds and so emotional, its hard to think. I barely remember my name or what day it is.

My husband is my hero. He has been so wonderful through all of this. He had to go back to work and he's going on very little sleep. But we both love Samantha so much that I think that is what is keeping us going and pushing us forward. Luckily, he will probably have a day or two at the end of the week off and then later in April when she comes home he can take some sort of paternity leave.

Please keep the prayers coming for our sweet girl. She's doing okay overall but I'm still terrified...

Our Peanut Princess

Quick Update on our little miracle

Hi everyone! Thank you so much for all your well wishes and prayers! The last few days have been so crazy that I haven't had the time or energy really to update. But I know how I love to stalk my blog friends when Im hoping to hear important updates from them, so I didn't want to leave you all hanging...

Our sweet little girl is doing okay. In the NICU and will probably be there for a month or more. She is breathing room air, which is good. But has a mask sort of thing over her nose to help with air pressure. She has trouble taking in a lot of air at once. They have started feeding her but she doesn't always keep it down. I have started pumping but nothing much yet...

Each day is different, but for the most part she is doing well.

I have to say the NICU is one of the scariest places on Earth. There has not been one day that I have been up there where I have not cried at her bed side. All I want to do is scoop her up and run out  of there! Its really so so hard.  It's been tough,but today was a little better. After my surgery I couldn't have contact with her for 24 hours because I was on this magnesium medicine for the pre eclampsia.We finally got to hold her today! And I could go up without a wheelchair. I'm still in quite a bit of pain, but I think its getting better every day. We are here in the hospital until Monday.

We are so in love with our little girl. She is the most beautiful little peanut I have ever seen. My heart is just overflowing....

My favorite thing is to give her my pinky and she wraps her little tiny hand around it. Or when I sing "You are my sunshine" to her and she calms right down...

I promise to post a pic soon. In all our pics she is covered in wires, so its a little scary, but I promise I will get one up soon :) As well as the crazzzzyy birth story!

Thank you so much for all your prayers! Please keep them coming for our girl :)

Happy Birthday Baby Girl!

Samantha Roselyn

Born March 8th at 10:51 am

via emergency c-section

3lbs 11oz 16 inches

In NICU but doing pretty well! So sad I can't even go see her/hold her until tomorrow :(

Pics to come...

And (insane) birth story to come...

Prayers appreciated :)

Greetings from Labor & F****** Delivery....

I'll give you the bullet version.

• Maternity tour of new hospital went well last night. 
• Went to new OB today and she was basically like "Ummm go home pack a bag and get to hospital."
• Looks like I have pre-eclampsia. Blood pressure high, swelling, a lot of protein in urine...
• They did u/s at OB. Baby looks okay, although there is too much amniotic fluid around her and she's still breech.
• In l&d now. I've been poked and prodded more today than I have in my whole life I think. They are giving me steroid shots to strengthen her lungs. 
• I have another u/s with MFM tomorrow morning.
• Here overnight, possibly for a few days or possibly till baby comes. 
• I'm starving, miserable and sad. 
• Oh and did I tell you my husband is away for work right now? Yup.
• They say I have an irritable uterus and have been having small contractions. Couldn't feel them at first but now I can. 
• Not dialated.
• Please pray.

For the love of the belly...

I have to say I am actually really  loving  my belly. And I'm starting to think I'm gonna really miss it. Even though I'm getting a bit more uncomfortable at 8 months, I'm really in love with this big ole bump that has taken over my body. Of course, I've always looked at it with love since the beginning because I knew our little baby was growing in there. But just recently, me and the belly have become one. I have become an obnoxious belly rubber. Can't help it, it's just a natural thing. And I know there are a lot of belly rubber haters out there, but I can't help myself and frankly I don't give a crap what the haters think :)

I know, I know, where's a belly pic?? I will post one soon. I love my big belly. But I don't love everything else that has gotten big on me! But I promise there will be one or two more belly pics before baby girl arrives.   For awhile there I was really self conscious about it. I got big FAST. So I looked farther along then I was. Didn't help that I was a little chubby to begin with. And just recently I have been getting a lot of comments by strangers whenever I'm out...

"Wow, you look like your about to go any minute?!"

"You look like your gonna be having that baby next week!"

"Are you in labor??!" (well no one said that exactly, but you get the point) :)

Earlier in the pregnancy I got a few comments like that and it would hurt my feelings. "Why don't you just shove a piece of cake in my mouth and call me fatty!' I would think to myself. But now those comments make me smile. I just politely smile, rub my belly, and say " Ohhh no still have about a month or so to go."

Here's the thing. I am lucky to have this belly. And I know it. There are so many women still struggling with infertility who would cut off an arm (well not exactly but close) to have a large belly with a baby in it. So, I am thankful that our time has come and we are lucky enough to be experiencing this. Plus, my husband loves the belly even with the stretch marks! :)

So my advice to anyone in the first and second trimester? Embrace the belly!!! I was a late bloomer in embracing it and now I don't have much time with the belly left.


Tonight we are headed to a maternity tour at the new hospital we will be delivering at! I will let you know how it goes...

Blood sugar testing is going okay. I got some feedback from my doctor and she said my levels look good, to continue testing, no changes. But I was so frustrated yesterday because my before and after breakfast levels were good, but then after lunch they were a little high. But I had light vegetable soup and a few crackers for lunch! Which I thought was a good choice. And then my levels after were the highest they have ever been after a lunch! My dinner levels were fine. Ahhh, GD is a  mystery I guess...

Numbness and Tingling

So, I think I remember some of you posting about your fingers started to get numb or carpel tunnel while pregnant? I've noticed over the last few days my fingers get a little numb and tingly, mostly in the morning. And I'm pretty sure I'm not sleeping on my hands all night or anything to give me this "asleep" feeling in my hands. Please tell me this is normal????!!!

32 weeks!!! 8 months!!!

I. Can't. Believe. It.

I am 8 months pregnant.

EIGHT MONTHS!!! Baby girl will be here next month! Or before? Yikes. My husband and I (and other people or so I hear) think that she is going to come earlier than her due date. I just have a feeling! Ideally I would love for her to maybe come the week after Easter?? Maybe the Easter Bunny will be putting a baby in my basket? I'd like to give her the whole month of March to bake at least. But it's all out my hands.

The GD testing is still going well. I emailed my doctor the results from this past week but haven't heard back from her. If anything I think they may have been even a little low!! I ate a big bowl of mac & cheese, some salad and some bread for lunch (I was a rebel!) and my levels were 102!!! Which they like to see it between 100-130 an hour after a meal. So it was fine. But shocking! Because it was full of carbs! I thought for sure the monitor would have exploded!!! So I'm confused.

Oh p.s.- I am like the poster girl for stretch marks. They are out of control! But is it weird that I don't care too much? I lotion up every day and night. I just think it was inevitable for me.

Check out my new poll! I got the idea from my friend Good Timing over at the blog ~Love Grows Love~. She and I are due about a week apart and we're both GD girls. So we've been on the same ride together!

In like a lion....

I can't believe it's March already!!! So you mean next month I'm supposed to be giving birth to my little girl??HFS! :)

We had a two day snowstorm here in NY. It was kind of nice to see the snow again, this winter has been creepy with the high temps and practically no snow. Our last big snowstorm was in October just before Halloween!

I seem to be taming the diabeetus pretty well so far. I'm starving. But my blood sugar is doing okay. Better than okay actually! But oh man, am I hungry.

Pretty excited because I saw a couple baby hats on Etsy that I LOVED but they were kind of expensive. And then I remembered that my Aunt can knit so I asked her if she would make some for us! And she is! So excited :) I should really learn how to knit.