This is by far the most excited I've been about a blog! Why? Because I get to tell you that the date has been set! June 7th, 2011 will by my son's birthday (unless of course the Lord shows great favor upon me and brings him sooner)!! The thought of my labor being "induced" is a little frightening, but the excitement at this point is outweighing any fear that I have...
It's really strange to know the exact date that your life is going to change forever....
Top 6 things I will NOT miss about being pregnant:
6. The inability to complete a sentence without having to stop and take a breath
5. Feeling like I've been sucker punched in the vagina every time I stand up
4. This ridiculous "waddle" (the one I always thought was somewhat of a "put on"...no its for real)
3. Excessive gas (although it has been fun to torment my husband with, as he has me for the last ten years!)
2. Being unable to wipe front to back (apparently your arms get shorter somewhere around 34 weeks)
1. The #1 thing I will not miss is...my fluid-induced double chin (at least I'm gonna blame it on the fluid :))
Top 6 things I will miss about being pregnant:
6. Eating peanut butter & jelly sandwiches at midnight and not feeling guilty
5. Now having to greet "Aunt Flow" every month
4. Someone else doing my laundry and cleaning the bathroom (bed rest has its benefits)
3. Excessive gas (what will I torment Landis with now??) haha
2. Feeling my little man move inside of me
1. And the #1 thing I will miss, although he has caused me great discomfort, I will really miss him just being inside of me; in there I know he's safe, he gets to go everywhere with me, he sleeps when I sleep, eats when I eat...heck it feels like he's been in there so long I'm not sure I'll know how to act when he's actually out!
So any extra prayers you guys wanna throw up to the Big Man on Tuesday would be greatly appreciated! I look forward to telling you all the gory details of my delivery :) haha
To all of you who are already a mom...I'll soon be joining you on the "other side"! Can't wait to see what this new journey holds!
It's time for me to make like a fetus and head out of here!(HA)
~Lynde
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
The Bed-rest Test....
WOW! Its been a long time since I last blogged. You would think being on bed-rest for the last 5 weeks I would have had some motivation to write. However, it has been quite the opposite. I have gone through the five stages of grief and felt it wouldn't be right to simply blog about all the depressing feelings I've had, at least until I could find some humor in those feelings myself. Now that I can see a shimmer of light at the end tunnel I'm dealing much better with my current circumstances. I was placed on bed-rest at 31 weeks for mild pre-eclampsia, if you don't know what that it is then Google it. I can assure you enough information will pop up that will scare the crap out of you even if you're not pregnant!
It was a Monday morning and I was feeling pretty good, I was cleaning out some cabinets in the bathroom trying to make room for baby things when I got "The Call". It was my doctor's office, and the sweet soft voice on the other line was my doctor's nurse. She proceeded ever so cautiously to tell me the doctor had ordered me to be on bed-rest until further notice. I instantly got a lump in my throat trying to hold back the tears. You see being a labor & delivery nurse, I know what bed-rest entails, and in that moment all I could think of was how I thought this pregnancy had been miserable up to this point, now it was fixing to really SUCK! She gives me my instructions; only allowed to get up to use the restroom, shower, and quickly grab something to eat from the kitchen. Needless to say after hanging up the phone the tears came rolling down my puffy face...
So week one was pretty much spent laying lifeless on the couch feeling sorry for myself, having several episodes of crying a day. Crying over silly things really, like maternity clothes...I had all these cute maternity clothes that I hadn't even got to wear yet and now what?! Its not like I'm going anywhere to wear them. And baby showers, I hadn't even had my first baby shower, it was actually scheduled for the following Saturday. I was determined I would not be missing it! I can prop my feet up just as good there as I can at home. Then I cried because I was actually starting to feel like doing a little walking (except for when my feet where doubled in size) now what was going to happen? As if I haven't already gained enough weight I'm just gonna have to lay here and watch my body morph into something even more unfamiliar! Not sure if its the hormones that are making me cry so much or the thought of being stranded in this bed for the next 9 weeks. O yes, week one was quite a selfish site to see...
It wasn't until week 3 that I began to snap out of my self-absorbed behavior and started to be thankful that I still was carrying my baby and so far with each ultrasound and non-stress test that was ran he looked great! At this point I'm crying because I feel bad about crying about it in the first place! Friends have stopped by, some bearing food and others gifts! I L-O-V-E the company, however I cry when they leave knowing they get to return to their normal lives while I lay here leaving a very noticeable impression of my body on the couch.
The highlight of each week is my doctor's appointment! I get to take a 45 minute car ride, one in which we pass a McDonald's so I get a quick little breakfast "treat"..which beats the heck out of the cold cereal I've been eating every day. Not that I want anything whatsoever to be wrong while at these appointments, but I will be honest the first couple of weeks I was kinda hoping something might need "further investigation" say later on in the week; which in turn would allow for another trip out of the house!!
Week 4..delirium has set in. The days pass by so slow its like watching paint dry. Sure I have tons of books I could be reading or movies that I haven't seen, but for some reason none of that appeals to me. Before I got pregnant I could sleep anywhere, anytime...now when sleep would actually help pass the time I can't even force myself to take a daytime nap. I've considered stabbing myself with a pencil, just a flesh wound-nothing serious...hopefully requiring a stitch or two, anything to get out of this house!!
Just wrapped up week 5 and now starting on week 6. I have ventured out a couple of times to the mailbox only to get busted once by my "bed-rest enforcing" mom and another by my grandmother. There have been some perks to this whole situation; one being, my house is cleaner than its ever been thanks to my mom and grandma's who have worked their butts off keeping my house from turning into a dump. Two, we've ate better in the last few weeks than in our entire 2 1/2 years of married life, thanks to friends and family who have dropped of delicious home cooked meals!
It has been a very long and slow 5 weeks so far. I've had a lot of time to pray, think of every possible thing that could go wrong, pray some more, scare myself to death about how bad labor is going to hurt, pray some more...Many people have said "well your a labor & delivery nurse at least you know what to expect" they're right I do know what's coming which makes the thought of labor even more terrifying. Ahh, ignorance is bliss, when it comes to delivering a baby. Then I have women tell me, "really its not that bad, and will be over with before you know it" Can I just say no woman I've ever labored who was dilated 10cm, with an urge to push while feeling the "burning ring of fire" has ever looked up at me and said "you know this really isn't that bad." Of course there are those lucky ones who had a pain free delivery with a phenomenal epidural, if that was your experience consider yourself lucky because that's not always how it goes, and considering nothing has gone as I had anticipated or expected so far I'm just gonna go ahead and prepare myself for the worst.
So now here I set 36 weeks and I can see that little light streaming in from the far end of the tunnel as I gradually get closer! Despite how miserable I am, I can honestly say I am soooo thankful that my baby boy is still inside of me growing and getting stronger everyday. I can't wait to meet him...I know it will be worth the heartburn that wakes me from my sleep, every headache, every sharp stabbing pain in my ribs, the swollen feet, legs, face and hands when I hold that little man in my arms....then after that sweet precious moment.. he's grounded! :)
It was a Monday morning and I was feeling pretty good, I was cleaning out some cabinets in the bathroom trying to make room for baby things when I got "The Call". It was my doctor's office, and the sweet soft voice on the other line was my doctor's nurse. She proceeded ever so cautiously to tell me the doctor had ordered me to be on bed-rest until further notice. I instantly got a lump in my throat trying to hold back the tears. You see being a labor & delivery nurse, I know what bed-rest entails, and in that moment all I could think of was how I thought this pregnancy had been miserable up to this point, now it was fixing to really SUCK! She gives me my instructions; only allowed to get up to use the restroom, shower, and quickly grab something to eat from the kitchen. Needless to say after hanging up the phone the tears came rolling down my puffy face...
So week one was pretty much spent laying lifeless on the couch feeling sorry for myself, having several episodes of crying a day. Crying over silly things really, like maternity clothes...I had all these cute maternity clothes that I hadn't even got to wear yet and now what?! Its not like I'm going anywhere to wear them. And baby showers, I hadn't even had my first baby shower, it was actually scheduled for the following Saturday. I was determined I would not be missing it! I can prop my feet up just as good there as I can at home. Then I cried because I was actually starting to feel like doing a little walking (except for when my feet where doubled in size) now what was going to happen? As if I haven't already gained enough weight I'm just gonna have to lay here and watch my body morph into something even more unfamiliar! Not sure if its the hormones that are making me cry so much or the thought of being stranded in this bed for the next 9 weeks. O yes, week one was quite a selfish site to see...
It wasn't until week 3 that I began to snap out of my self-absorbed behavior and started to be thankful that I still was carrying my baby and so far with each ultrasound and non-stress test that was ran he looked great! At this point I'm crying because I feel bad about crying about it in the first place! Friends have stopped by, some bearing food and others gifts! I L-O-V-E the company, however I cry when they leave knowing they get to return to their normal lives while I lay here leaving a very noticeable impression of my body on the couch.
The highlight of each week is my doctor's appointment! I get to take a 45 minute car ride, one in which we pass a McDonald's so I get a quick little breakfast "treat"..which beats the heck out of the cold cereal I've been eating every day. Not that I want anything whatsoever to be wrong while at these appointments, but I will be honest the first couple of weeks I was kinda hoping something might need "further investigation" say later on in the week; which in turn would allow for another trip out of the house!!
Week 4..delirium has set in. The days pass by so slow its like watching paint dry. Sure I have tons of books I could be reading or movies that I haven't seen, but for some reason none of that appeals to me. Before I got pregnant I could sleep anywhere, anytime...now when sleep would actually help pass the time I can't even force myself to take a daytime nap. I've considered stabbing myself with a pencil, just a flesh wound-nothing serious...hopefully requiring a stitch or two, anything to get out of this house!!
Just wrapped up week 5 and now starting on week 6. I have ventured out a couple of times to the mailbox only to get busted once by my "bed-rest enforcing" mom and another by my grandmother. There have been some perks to this whole situation; one being, my house is cleaner than its ever been thanks to my mom and grandma's who have worked their butts off keeping my house from turning into a dump. Two, we've ate better in the last few weeks than in our entire 2 1/2 years of married life, thanks to friends and family who have dropped of delicious home cooked meals!
It has been a very long and slow 5 weeks so far. I've had a lot of time to pray, think of every possible thing that could go wrong, pray some more, scare myself to death about how bad labor is going to hurt, pray some more...Many people have said "well your a labor & delivery nurse at least you know what to expect" they're right I do know what's coming which makes the thought of labor even more terrifying. Ahh, ignorance is bliss, when it comes to delivering a baby. Then I have women tell me, "really its not that bad, and will be over with before you know it" Can I just say no woman I've ever labored who was dilated 10cm, with an urge to push while feeling the "burning ring of fire" has ever looked up at me and said "you know this really isn't that bad." Of course there are those lucky ones who had a pain free delivery with a phenomenal epidural, if that was your experience consider yourself lucky because that's not always how it goes, and considering nothing has gone as I had anticipated or expected so far I'm just gonna go ahead and prepare myself for the worst.
So now here I set 36 weeks and I can see that little light streaming in from the far end of the tunnel as I gradually get closer! Despite how miserable I am, I can honestly say I am soooo thankful that my baby boy is still inside of me growing and getting stronger everyday. I can't wait to meet him...I know it will be worth the heartburn that wakes me from my sleep, every headache, every sharp stabbing pain in my ribs, the swollen feet, legs, face and hands when I hold that little man in my arms....then after that sweet precious moment.. he's grounded! :)
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Prego Pics!!
It's time to start thinking about maternity pictures,because who wouldn't want to capture this experience in a still photo to remember for a lifetime?!? I really want pictures that capture our personalities and the beauty of pregnancy. I've had different ideas that would be appropriate some of which include; myself laying in a pool of TUMS, the many awkward positions I've found myself in trying to get off the couch, or setting in a field of pizza, pickles and pineapples (YUM!!) However with all the ideas I've come up with on my own, none can compare to the "uniqueness" (to say the least) that these people portray in their maternity photos.
So cast your vote for your favorite pregnancy photo from the following pictures!
So cast your vote for your favorite pregnancy photo from the following pictures!
Since it is almost Easter this photo seems appropriate to bring in the season! Some "bunny" loves you!
Because nothing says "fertile" like a mermaid in a swamp
He wanted the baby to know Dad will always be in the picture!
All she wanted was a tire change but ended up with so much more
Safety First!
Spreading some Holiday Cheer!
Baby's 1st Turkey!!
I've always got your back babe
This just gives a whole new meaning to riding bareback...
Honestly, the following pics are just too strange for words...enjoy the awkwardness
As if clowns weren't scary enough...lets put a pregnant lady in a clown suit to really confuse the kids!
WOW! These pictures really did happen...
I can't wait to show the hubs some of the pics that have inspired me for our maternity photo shoot! He'll be so excited! Hope these photos made you feel as awkward as they did me!
Just a couple of days away from 30 weeks! Whoot Whoot!
Friday, April 1, 2011
Lock up the guns & hand me the tissues
Its 4:00am and I'm awake...people say this is God's way of preparing you for being up with a baby all hours of the night. However, at this point I could careless whether I'm prepared or not. I've always been a "last minute" kinda girl and so far its worked out nicely for me...so Lord if you're listening a little extra sleep for the next three months would be greatly appreciated :)
I would love to tell you about my latest pregnancy-induced body change, however I wouldn't want to completely scare those women who have yet to experience this glorious time in their life! Can't spoil all the surprises! HA It's funny how the conversations with the women around me a year ago were so positive and how being pregnant is not "that bad" have now turned to "O yeah, I remember that ...shew it was awful! You just wait girl!"
I've been on an emotional roller coaster the last couple of days...one minute excited, the next scared, occasionally sad and weeping for no apparent reason. It's almost as if you are having an out of body experience watching yourself thinking who is this crazy woman that has inhabited my body! Better yet...who's body is this?? My body has completely morphed into something so unfamiliar I can't even walk by a mirror without looking twice, thinking maybe the second time I look I will see someone who somewhat resembles what I remember looking like. I've given up on the idea that I will actually enjoy shopping during these next few months. I was in the maternity store trying on clothes, what I would like to refer to as the "Mini-Olympics" of pregnancy... I mean really what are they thinking sticking you in a little 4x4 room with a mirror that consumes one entire wall, ensuring that you will see some part of your over-sized naked body no matter which way you turn! And hello people..a FAN or some kind of air source would be nice! In the tune of James Blunt's "goodbye my lover"...Goodbye my body, goodbye my friend, you were once normal but you will never be again!!
My husband came home the other day to find me setting in darkness of our living room listening to some country song about your kids growing up. I'm unusually quiet and of course that has totally confused him at this point. When he asks me what is wrong I burst into tears and say "what have we done?? He's just gonna grow up and leave us!" He hugs me and tells me it will all be okay, thinking to himself, how far away is June??
On the same note, the show Coming Home should be discontinued or at least have some kind of warning to its viewers: MAY CAUSE HYPERVENTILATION/DEHYDRATION FROM EXCESSIVE CRYING! These emotions are common for most menstruating women however they are amplified x10 when pregnant...I can be in a crowded room of people and someone be tapping their foot and I can hear that above all other conversation or background noise! It then becomes my mission to discover who is behind this ever so annoying tapping and give them the quick "acknowledgment smile" after they see me staring at their foot. Dear Lord I have emotional diarrhea! So if you're on this roller coaster for your own safety; keep your arms, legs and head inside the vehicle at all times, cause at any point it could be knocked off! Happy week 27 to me :)
I would love to tell you about my latest pregnancy-induced body change, however I wouldn't want to completely scare those women who have yet to experience this glorious time in their life! Can't spoil all the surprises! HA It's funny how the conversations with the women around me a year ago were so positive and how being pregnant is not "that bad" have now turned to "O yeah, I remember that ...shew it was awful! You just wait girl!"
I've been on an emotional roller coaster the last couple of days...one minute excited, the next scared, occasionally sad and weeping for no apparent reason. It's almost as if you are having an out of body experience watching yourself thinking who is this crazy woman that has inhabited my body! Better yet...who's body is this?? My body has completely morphed into something so unfamiliar I can't even walk by a mirror without looking twice, thinking maybe the second time I look I will see someone who somewhat resembles what I remember looking like. I've given up on the idea that I will actually enjoy shopping during these next few months. I was in the maternity store trying on clothes, what I would like to refer to as the "Mini-Olympics" of pregnancy... I mean really what are they thinking sticking you in a little 4x4 room with a mirror that consumes one entire wall, ensuring that you will see some part of your over-sized naked body no matter which way you turn! And hello people..a FAN or some kind of air source would be nice! In the tune of James Blunt's "goodbye my lover"...Goodbye my body, goodbye my friend, you were once normal but you will never be again!!
My husband came home the other day to find me setting in darkness of our living room listening to some country song about your kids growing up. I'm unusually quiet and of course that has totally confused him at this point. When he asks me what is wrong I burst into tears and say "what have we done?? He's just gonna grow up and leave us!" He hugs me and tells me it will all be okay, thinking to himself, how far away is June??
On the same note, the show Coming Home should be discontinued or at least have some kind of warning to its viewers: MAY CAUSE HYPERVENTILATION/DEHYDRATION FROM EXCESSIVE CRYING! These emotions are common for most menstruating women however they are amplified x10 when pregnant...I can be in a crowded room of people and someone be tapping their foot and I can hear that above all other conversation or background noise! It then becomes my mission to discover who is behind this ever so annoying tapping and give them the quick "acknowledgment smile" after they see me staring at their foot. Dear Lord I have emotional diarrhea! So if you're on this roller coaster for your own safety; keep your arms, legs and head inside the vehicle at all times, cause at any point it could be knocked off! Happy week 27 to me :)
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Clean-up in isle 5
I'm new to the whole "blogging" world, and I'm more than half way through my first pregnancy..but hey,I thought it might be fun to share some of the joyous/humorous/miserable parts of this whole pregnancy thing. I can't think of a better way to start this blog than to tell everyone of my Wal-Mart trip today. First let me say I loath going to Wal-Mart or any other grocery store for that matter. Before I was married I would set around and think about how much "fun" it would be to go shopping for my own little family. After about 2.5 trips to Wal-Mart I was over it! Its funny how our minds can create such fantasies and then reality crushes them! HA! Anyways back to today's trip. So I'm standing in the cereal isle trying to decided between fruit-filled shredded wheat or blueberry frosted when suddenly I sneezed...without any warning I feel a warm sensation in my pants, yep totally peed on myself! I can't tell you how many times women have told me they just LOVED being pregnant. As I'm standing in the cereal isle holding my shredded wheat with urine ever so slowly trickling down my leg, I'm thinking to myself of all the women who have told me this and realizing they must have been on drugs or just completely mental.
I truly wish I had started this blog when I first became pregnant, it would have went something a little like this:
Week 6-20: Puked, Puked and Puked some more...
Week 10-present: HEARTBURN morning, noon, night..
Week 17: Felt my precious baby move for the first time! There was no mistaking that for gas! AWESOME
Week: 19.5: IT'S A BOY!!!!
Week 6-23: Never thought I could be so excited over having a bowel movement.
Week 24: Week of the "spread" that includes my nose, feet, hips and possibly tailbone!! OUCH
Week 25: That pretty much brings us up to present day! I'm 25weeks and 6days! If my boobs get any bigger I'm certain I will need a back brace!
So let me just say I'm not here to complain by any means, I couldn't be more excited! However, lets get real "blissfully pregnant" is such an oxymoron! If you are one of those women who had a misery-free pregnancy than this blog is not for you, because you can obviously not relate! HA
So...Welcome to my blog! 
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