It's TIME to Meet the Baby!

Water broke Thursday 11-10-11 @ 12:30 pm Got to hospital 2:30 pm 7.06pm pitosin applied to fast forward contractions (2 cm) 8.30pm increased pitosin to speed up contractions 9.36pm vitals good- temp 97.6 blood pressure 118/60ish Contractions every 2 to 3 minutes 11.40pm request for epidural. Pain at 6.  3 cm.

Friday 11-11-11

12.05am epidural administered. 128/66. 78 pulse. Pain was about 8.

12.55am catheter installed. 3.5 cm 97.7 temp 1.05am sleepy time 3.20am 4 cm 4.45am 2nd epidural administered. Much better.

5.30am 5.5 cm

8.25am 7ish cm

10.50am 8 cm 0 station

12.35pm 8.5 cm

1pm down to 8 cm - likely c-section

Too great to comprehend

Yup, a little baby girl! Can you believe it! We're down to a couple months here, about 4 left before our little one shines her light upon our lives. For some reason, I had a thought that we'd have a girl the whole time. I'm not sure why and from where that feeling came, but it was pretty deep. Now we get to start thinking of names and other cool things that a little baby girl will force us to prepare for, but in a good way of course. Whoa, a little girl, I can't believe it. Unbelievable and just perfect if you ask me.

21 Weeks and Counting

On the 19th week we found out that we're going to have a baby girl! Not only am I excited that it's going to be a mini me, but just the fact that we no longer say "it". Josh of course came with me for the sonogram-we both can say we got teary-eyed. It was absolutely wonderful. She was moving around a lot, maybe one two many sour patch kids.

I have a doctors appointment tomorrow to go over what the radiologist saw from the sonogram. Hope all is well.

With waking up 3 times a night, I've been trying to get to bed by 9pm, just so I feel a bit more rested. My little Bears is always ready to lay in bed with me even though our bedroom is the warmest room in the house. I love her!

To the Doctor's office we go -April 12, 2011

It was amazing seeing and hearing the heartbeat of our little lima bean.  I still can't believe how developed he is already at just over an inch long.  I say he because I have a feeling he's going to be a boy. My mom says that if I progressively get ugly during my pregnancy than it'll be a boy.  My face has little bumps all over it and looks like it's getting blotchier by the day-does not constitute as getting more unattractive?  I'm eagerly awaiting my Clarisonic to arrive from QVC. DANG I must be getting old because I'm buying stuff from QVC! 

We still blurt out "I can't believe we're having a baby!"  Wondering when that will stop?? After the sonogram I called everyone up and told them the exciting news.

So far pregnancy has been easy breezy.  I regularly feel a little nauseous in the afternoon right about 3 o'clock then it goes away after I eat dinner. Meals have been way better since hitting the 9 week mark. I haven't been turned off by much at all. If anything that's a new problem.

Here he is at 9 weeks old :)

Holy Moses Smell the Roses

I can't really think of a more apt description to my reaction than that. I mean, are you kidding me? I thought we were going to the doctor just so that we could hear the heartbeat. Little did either of us know at the time that we'd see the little monster in all of his/her(?) peanut-sized glory. The feeling is truly indescribable. That little creep is going to come barreling out, sorry sugar, of its slumber to greet us in 7 months. There just isn't a word that justifiably describes my emotions nor reactions to seeing our baby for the first time. That was just the first in line of many firsts that we're going to encounter over pretty much the rest of our lives. It's going to be an unbelievable ride. And to my great fortune, I'll have the greatest co-pilot imaginable, not to mention a most trustworthy sidekick who will likely be a slobbering mess by the time all is said and done (and if it wasn't clear, sugar, you are the former, and monster, you are the latter).

Can I Get a Witness

Whoa! That's easier said than done isn't it? Who would have known that I have the virility of a Viking? At least that's the thought circling through my cobweb-tinged melon right now. My enchanting bride is probably cursing the feat with the grueling morning sickness that she is presently enduring, however. That being said, I'm going to be a dad. That's pretty crazy, huh? It's weird in a sense. Not the being a dad part, but the part about the eerie calmness that has enveloped my soul. I had envisioned curling up in a fetal position, my thumb stuck in my mouth, as I rock back and forth slowly, muttering monosyllabically over nothing in particular. Then again, aren't monosyllabic rantings generally of the lack-of-substance variety? But lo and behold,  here I am. Calm. Composed. That little monster is going to be the best of my fetching bride and me, and probably Lou, too. It's all pretty exciting.

Little Ohl to come

Who would have thought it would only take one try to get pregnant?  It took three e.p.t tests on 3/10/11 to confirm that I wouldn't be seeing my two day late period for a good while. We were not trying to get pregnant- heck I was going to quit my job that Friday!  Life takes unexpected turns. I can say that now that I've had over two weeks to digest this news.  I can also say that for me, this is the perfect way to get pregnant in that I don't think I would ever be 100% ready to have a baby, making excuses on delaying it was easy.  I guess it's just meant to be.