Thursday, June 15, 2017

Still cooking, both figuratively and literally.

38 1/2 weeks.
Also, I legitimately thought this mirror was clean until I looked at the photo. Whoops.

Well. I just realized it's been a minute since I last blogged. I feel like a lot has actually happened in the last couple of weeks - is this what it feels like to actually have "blogging material" for a change!?

The most notable occurrence is that I quit my job! Technically I turned in my 6+ week notice way back in April, but last Friday was officially my last day. It was a really, really crappy final week, if I'm being honest. I wish I could say I was able to float through with lots of goodbyes and I'll miss yous on my way out the door (skipping, of course), but it just didn't really go down that way. It's funny how people suddenly realize you're actually leaving and suddenly come up with a million and one emergencies they need you to handle. And, I know - lack of planning on their part doesn't constitute an emergency on mine; I'm well acquainted with that phrase. But it's hard to actually put that into practice when you're the kind of person that, no matter how much you wish you could mentally check out early, you can't help but feel an overwhelming need to make sure everyone is set up for success before you leave.

That said, I was reminded exactly why I was leaving (other than the having-a-baby part, of course) when, an hour before I left, the CFO actually asked me if I would be willing to work "just one more day." I resisted the urge to start maniacally laughing and crying at the same time and managed to politely say sorry, but no.

After I finally left (!) I made my way over to my 38 week doctor's appointment, where I expected to be told the exact same thing I've been told at every appointment thus far: Baby's heartbeat is perfect, your measurements are perfect, your blood pressure is perfect, see you in a week. Whomp, whomp, nope. I was informed that my fundal height, which is supposed to be approximately the same number of centimeters high as you are weeks along in your pregnancy, was only 34 centimeters. He said that low amniotic fluid was a concern or, worse, restricted fetal growth (which can also be caused by low fluid). He immediately sent me for an ultrasound, just to see what might be going on, so I headed over to the hospital.

On the bright side, we got an unexpected ultrasound and we were able to see our adorable little girl's face for the first time. It wasn't 3D or anything, but it was good enough to get a photo and give me a little boost of motivation to power through these last couple weeks of pregnancy. The ultrasound tech also confirmed that she is absolutely, without a doubt, truly a she - which is nice, because now Isaiah and I can stop agonizing over a middle name to go with our backup boy's name.

Unfortunately, the ultrasound tech was not very encouraging and informed us that indeed, my amniotic fluid was lower than doctors like to see, which sparked a weekend full of furious Googling, a lot of praying, and the chugging of multiple gallons of water just so we could rule out dehydration should I need a follow up ultrasound the next week.

Thankfully, praise the Lord, when I went back to talk to the doctor on Tuesday, he told me that no, the tech was actually wrong, my fluid levels look perfectly fine and although the baby is measuring about a week on the small side, she's still within perfectly normal range and I'm still on track for a June 24th due date with not a thing to worry about. I asked why he thought I was measuring so small and he said that it was likely just a combination of her having dropped down into my pelvis (and boy do I feel that!), the way she was turned, and the fact that she's just a hair on the petite side. He said he's more of a safe than sorry person, hence the rushed ultrasound, which I actually appreciate even if it did cause some undue worry in the meantime.

He also told me that based on the ultrasound's cervical measurements, not a lot is happening down there yet. Which is fine - I'm still a week and a half away from my due date and it sounds like she needs a little more time to plump up anyway!

Having some time off before the baby does come has been really nice. My hips have been progressively hurting more and more, but there is still a lot I want to get done around the house so it's been really convenient to be able to be up and around being productive but also be able to sit down whenever I need to. I'm still exhausted by the evening one way or the other, but at least I have the majority of the morning and afternoon to do what I need to do so I can relax in the evenings without feeling guilty (whereas before I was getting home from work and basically dragging myself straight to the couch, lucky if I even managed to unload the dishwasher first). On tomorrow's to do list: Grocery shopping and prepping five or six freezer meals. I'm hopeful each meal will feed us at least twice, and I'm hoping to do it all for less than $150, which sounds outrageous to most of you I'm sure, but remember where I live - a block of Tillamook cheddar is almost $20. Alaska may be a dream destination for a lot of people but you definitely pay the price, and the Last Frontier is effing expensive.

One last thing - I made this sweet potato bread today, and it's freaking delicious. It's probably something that would taste even better in the fall/winter, but I had a potato I needed to use, and it's been rainy and in the low 50s here so it might as well be October. Add a cup or so of chopped walnuts or pecans to the batter - you won't regret it.

I guess that's the downside to being at home all the time now...I have to stare at things like sweet potato bread and use all my willpower not to just devour the whole thing in one sitting. Time to go distract myself with a deep cleaning of the bathroom...


  1. Oo, sweet potato bread sounds amazing! I'm glad everything is okay with baby! It's probably a bad thing, but I hardly get worried about the fundal height thing anymore, because with almost all my babies I measured small at the end - totally due to carrying low, like your doc said!

  2. I measured 2 weeks big with R basically my entire pregnancy, and guess what? She came almost 2 weeks early! haha :) I got a few bonus ultrasounds in my last few weeks bc my doctor wanted to check that I wasn't growing the Incredible Hulk, and I'm a little thankful to be measuring spot on with Baby Bum but also a little sad not to see his fact in these later weeks! Glad everything looks good! You can be measuring up to 3 weeks in either direction and be within normal range, so they say, but it's still good to check and make sure!

  3. I'm so glad you are done working!! It's amazing that all of these "emergencies" happen to pop up as you are about to peace out of that place!

    I'm glad that everything is okay with your little lady and I hope you are able to prepare and relax in the last few days until you get to meet her! I considered working all the way up until Jackson was born, but I am sooooo glad I had that last bit of time to get things ready (and by that I mean watch Netflix and take naps...)

  4. I had low fluids with Annabelle. I had a few extra ultrasounds to monitor it that also showed she was measuring small but it turned out ok. She was pretty small, but I think that had more to do with the fact that I had such a difficult pregnancy overall. I hope your baby is just fine in there!

  5. Enjoy those final days of quiet! She's coming so soon and I really can't wait to hear her name and see pictures. But actually. Hurry up, would you?

    I hope you get a chance to finish your to-do list and then just sit and bask in your immaculate house. I miss those last couple weeks of pregnancy #1. You're ready but at the same time you're kind of not.

    Praying for a healthy baby and fantastic labour and delivery!

  6. That sweet potato bread looks fantastic! Enjoy these last few weeks as best as you can. The waiting for life to change is hard! So thankful baby is fine and you're done working.

  7. I am so excited for you, fingers crossed little miss decides to make an appearance! Can't wait to see her sweet face.

    1. Thank you! Me too, not in black and white! ;)

  8. Glad that the scare was cleared up fine. Petite babies are okay, too. :) Also, SO happy for you that you are done with your job and ready to stay home and enjoy that little one!

  9. Ooh, I HATED that hip pain! You're so close though!!