I'm in the process of naming the videos and such but wanted to share the link again.
http://www.youtube.com/user/ThePerryPod?feature=mheeing
Trying to get pics updated, too!
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Being a Mommy - Week 1
Tomorrow will be one week since we've been home from the hospital. The week has flown by, I want it to slow down, it's going way too fast.
Ireland has let us sleep some nights and not so much on other nights. She's been a good eater, keeping me on nursing duty around the clock. She loves laying in her dads legs and laying on his chest every morning.
Ireland is so beautiful. I know I'm her mom and I'm supposed to say that, but she really really is. She is strong, already rolling to her side and using her hands. Like her mom, she MUST sleep on her right side.
The beginning of the week was hard, I was very sleep deprived and the hormones were coming out as a result on Tuesday. Thankfully, I have my mom here and she has been a huge help. She cooks and cleans for us and that alone is invaluable.
Having the c-section has made it complicated to do certain things. For one, I can't sleep on my side yet. It just is uncomfortable. But really, it's been frustrating to not be able to drive myself somewhere or to move the baby swing when I want to. It took me all week to get to the bank, when before I would just go as I please. Soon enough though, I have to remember that I had a major surgery and it will take time to heal.
Thursday we had her first doctors appointment and afterwards, MP took us to Babies R Us for nursing goods. After walking around there for 45 minutes, I was done. The incision area hurt and I was exhausted. I came home, nursed and crashed for almost two hours. Just in time to eat dinner and nurse again! :)
Friday my mom offered to watch Ireland so that MP and I could run a few errands. We had to go to the bank, Walmart and a few other places. It was nice to get out a bit, but after walking around Walmart, I again was sore and missing my baby.
Last night our little angel was a hellion and didn't want to sleep. I was up trying to get her to sleep, that I hardly had time to nap before it was time to nurse her. I got up to pump around 5am and give her a bottle and I could hardly keep my eyes open. I went in around 6am to sleep again, and when I woke up at 8am I had no idea that dad and baby had been up playing most of the morning in the bed next to me. I was out to the world!
I'm really enjoying being a mommy and I am so addicted and in love with Ireland. It's hard not to fight MP for time to hold her. But, she's already got Daddy wrapped around her tiny long finger, so I try not to break up their bonding time too much! :)
Ireland has let us sleep some nights and not so much on other nights. She's been a good eater, keeping me on nursing duty around the clock. She loves laying in her dads legs and laying on his chest every morning.
Ireland is so beautiful. I know I'm her mom and I'm supposed to say that, but she really really is. She is strong, already rolling to her side and using her hands. Like her mom, she MUST sleep on her right side.
The beginning of the week was hard, I was very sleep deprived and the hormones were coming out as a result on Tuesday. Thankfully, I have my mom here and she has been a huge help. She cooks and cleans for us and that alone is invaluable.
Having the c-section has made it complicated to do certain things. For one, I can't sleep on my side yet. It just is uncomfortable. But really, it's been frustrating to not be able to drive myself somewhere or to move the baby swing when I want to. It took me all week to get to the bank, when before I would just go as I please. Soon enough though, I have to remember that I had a major surgery and it will take time to heal.
Thursday we had her first doctors appointment and afterwards, MP took us to Babies R Us for nursing goods. After walking around there for 45 minutes, I was done. The incision area hurt and I was exhausted. I came home, nursed and crashed for almost two hours. Just in time to eat dinner and nurse again! :)
Friday my mom offered to watch Ireland so that MP and I could run a few errands. We had to go to the bank, Walmart and a few other places. It was nice to get out a bit, but after walking around Walmart, I again was sore and missing my baby.
Last night our little angel was a hellion and didn't want to sleep. I was up trying to get her to sleep, that I hardly had time to nap before it was time to nurse her. I got up to pump around 5am and give her a bottle and I could hardly keep my eyes open. I went in around 6am to sleep again, and when I woke up at 8am I had no idea that dad and baby had been up playing most of the morning in the bed next to me. I was out to the world!
I'm really enjoying being a mommy and I am so addicted and in love with Ireland. It's hard not to fight MP for time to hold her. But, she's already got Daddy wrapped around her tiny long finger, so I try not to break up their bonding time too much! :)
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
The Birth of Miss Ireland Aoife Perry
Well it's been a week since we went into the hospital. It's hard to believe that one week ago right now, MP and I were waiting for a call from the hospital that we were supposed to head on over.
We arrived shortly before 9pm, but had to wait in the lobby for nearly an hour. We were both nervous - and we wanted to get into the hospital room before 10 so we could watch the new Rescue Me! That didn't happen. Instead, we had to sit and wait for an hour. It was about 10 when we got into the room and I got changed. We sat in the room and answered the nurses questions regarding everything. It was nearly 10:45 before she was done so we waited for the 11pm encore presentation of Rescue Me! During that showing, we hardly got to watch it because the other nurse came into set me up on the monitor and get my IV in. So, I am re-watching last weeks episode as I type this!
After midnight, I was starting to get very uncomfortable in the labor bed. I kept fidgeting and the baby monitor would fall off a lot. As a result, the nurse would come in often to rearrange it b/c they couldn't get a long enough read of Ireland's heart rate. At one point, the nurse came in pretty frantic and said that Ireland's heart rate dropped. She called my doctor and as a result, the doctor decided not to start the cervadil insert at that time because they didn't think the baby would like it. They wanted to keep monitoring her heart rate.
It was a long night in that room. The labor bed is the most uncomfortable bed, ever. I'm at my heaviest and I have to lay on a side to get a good read on the monitor and so therefore I'm just really uncomfortable. I didn't sleep, I just moved a lot and watched Netflix and begged the nurse to let me stand up out of bed for a bit. I'm hooked to an IV and the baby monitor machine and I can't go anywhere without being unhooked and dragging the IV with me. I know all my mommy friends can relate, but man, no one told me how much torture THAT would be!
By 6am, I finally got a bit of sleep until about 7:30 when my doctor was coming in for the day. She did an exam - and true to form, I still had a hard cervix. The baby's heart rate had looked good overnight so they were ready to do the insert. The insert must stay in for 12 hours. So by 9am on Thursday the insert was in and by 12 I was allowed to eat and drink. So, my wonderful husband got me a sandwich and chips and fruit. After lunch, I crashed for a few hours.
I woke up in the 2pm hour and I was starting to feel a bit of pressure down 'there'. My doctor had come in and as we were talking, I had a small contraction. As that occurred, the baby's heart rate dropped again. My doctor grew concerned and said I had to lay down and be monitored again for a bit. So, I did. As I did, the contractions started to occur a bit more. They didn't hurt at that point, but just felt like cramping. A few hours later, say around 4 or 5, they started to get more frequent and while still not totally painful, they were enough that I had to breath hard through them. The nurse found me a medicine ball to sit on and that helped a lot, as it got me out of that uncomfortable bed.
I went to the bathroom around 6 and came out and spoke with the nurse for about an hour. We were just bs'ing and hanging out for most of the hour. Towards the end of her shift, she was checking me out and all of a sudden she got really frantic. She made me lay down and handed me an oxygen mask. She kicked my godmother and FIL out of the room and asked MP to stay. Once again, Ireland's heart rate dropped, this time really low. I still had nearly two hours to be on the cervadil, but the nurse swiftly removed it.
So, she called my doctor in and we began to discuss our options. The baby was clearly not doing well. Either she wasn't liking the cervadil, or certain ways i moved kept her moving on her cord. Either way, this wasn't good. Doctor said we could start the pictocin, but more than likely, the drop in heart ratwould occur again and it might need to be stopped. I was very torn on what decision to make. Try to go ahead and force into natural labor, or get a c-section?
After talking more about the heart rate, I decided that a c-section would be best at this point for me and the baby. I would continue to be stressed and worry about the heart rate, and that would not be good.
So, we quickly got prepped for surgery, MP got his scrubbies on, and I laid in bed sucking O2. This happened fast enough that I didn't get to take pictures of MP in his scrubs, or make any phone calls. MP called my mom and that was it.
Sometime in the 7pm hour, I was wheeled into the OR and prepped with a spinal. As they were just about ready to go and the sheet was up, MP was allowed to come in and sit by me.
The surgery was weird. The staff was amazing. They just flowed in their roles and took care of me from start to finish. My doctor is so calming and just the personality I needed to operate on me. I laid there calm as could be. I mean, I couldn't move anything from my boobs down, but I still concentrated on being still and calm. The idea that my insides were out and a baby was to be coming soon was so surreal and I just laid there waiting to hear my baby.
Soon enough, I hear the nurse tell MP to stand up to see his baby. My doctor pull the curtain down a bit and all of a sudden, I saw, for a brief second, my beautiful baby girl. I started bawling and then I heard her screams and cries and I laughed, then cried a lot more. MP got up and took pictures of her and came back and said 'she is really cute' and was just beaming. It was so, just amazing.
Towards the end of surgery, MP was able to bring Ireland over to me and I just cried a little more b/c she is just so beautiful. I was immediately addicted to her.
We went back to our labor and delivery room for about an hour and then up to our room for the next few days. In that time we got to call our parents and have Aunt Cherry and Mike come up to see Ireland. I was just still so drugged up and trying to nurse my little peanut.
The next few days were great, even though they were a bit hard, too. I loved being awake in the middle of the night and seeing my daughter sleeping on one side of me and my husband on the other. I hated the first day in mom and baby when I couldn't get up and get my daughter myself, but I loved having the nurses wait on us! Hee Hee
I have to say that once again, MP was an amazing help. He is such a wonderful husband and already an incredible father. Ireland and I are so lucky we have him. He helped me taking my bandage off, which hurt. He helped every last bit with the baby, with nursing, with making sure I had water. I adore him.
We got discharged on Sunday after lunch. We packed up our stuff and made our way home with a little teeny person in our car.
Home 4 days now, its been a process. I'm healing up well. I am still in pain and discomfort at times and not able to move fast, but I feel good overall. Nursing has been better than I expected, yet still has its challenges.
My hormones are definitely out of whack and I need to get more sleep when I can. But overall, so far has been better than I expected.
Nana is here and spoiling us with help and love. I'm here to provide milk and MP is here to snuggle his daughter. Life is good.
My daughter is amazing and beautiful. She so strong and loves to roll over to her side to sleep. She is a right side sleeper like me. I love our early morning feedings when we fall back to sleep together in the quiet, with her on my chest. I love her little coo's and sounds and I fall in love again every time I see MP snuggling that little peanut. God is amazing and I can't thank him enough for these truly wonderful gifts.
We arrived shortly before 9pm, but had to wait in the lobby for nearly an hour. We were both nervous - and we wanted to get into the hospital room before 10 so we could watch the new Rescue Me! That didn't happen. Instead, we had to sit and wait for an hour. It was about 10 when we got into the room and I got changed. We sat in the room and answered the nurses questions regarding everything. It was nearly 10:45 before she was done so we waited for the 11pm encore presentation of Rescue Me! During that showing, we hardly got to watch it because the other nurse came into set me up on the monitor and get my IV in. So, I am re-watching last weeks episode as I type this!
After midnight, I was starting to get very uncomfortable in the labor bed. I kept fidgeting and the baby monitor would fall off a lot. As a result, the nurse would come in often to rearrange it b/c they couldn't get a long enough read of Ireland's heart rate. At one point, the nurse came in pretty frantic and said that Ireland's heart rate dropped. She called my doctor and as a result, the doctor decided not to start the cervadil insert at that time because they didn't think the baby would like it. They wanted to keep monitoring her heart rate.
It was a long night in that room. The labor bed is the most uncomfortable bed, ever. I'm at my heaviest and I have to lay on a side to get a good read on the monitor and so therefore I'm just really uncomfortable. I didn't sleep, I just moved a lot and watched Netflix and begged the nurse to let me stand up out of bed for a bit. I'm hooked to an IV and the baby monitor machine and I can't go anywhere without being unhooked and dragging the IV with me. I know all my mommy friends can relate, but man, no one told me how much torture THAT would be!
By 6am, I finally got a bit of sleep until about 7:30 when my doctor was coming in for the day. She did an exam - and true to form, I still had a hard cervix. The baby's heart rate had looked good overnight so they were ready to do the insert. The insert must stay in for 12 hours. So by 9am on Thursday the insert was in and by 12 I was allowed to eat and drink. So, my wonderful husband got me a sandwich and chips and fruit. After lunch, I crashed for a few hours.
I woke up in the 2pm hour and I was starting to feel a bit of pressure down 'there'. My doctor had come in and as we were talking, I had a small contraction. As that occurred, the baby's heart rate dropped again. My doctor grew concerned and said I had to lay down and be monitored again for a bit. So, I did. As I did, the contractions started to occur a bit more. They didn't hurt at that point, but just felt like cramping. A few hours later, say around 4 or 5, they started to get more frequent and while still not totally painful, they were enough that I had to breath hard through them. The nurse found me a medicine ball to sit on and that helped a lot, as it got me out of that uncomfortable bed.
I went to the bathroom around 6 and came out and spoke with the nurse for about an hour. We were just bs'ing and hanging out for most of the hour. Towards the end of her shift, she was checking me out and all of a sudden she got really frantic. She made me lay down and handed me an oxygen mask. She kicked my godmother and FIL out of the room and asked MP to stay. Once again, Ireland's heart rate dropped, this time really low. I still had nearly two hours to be on the cervadil, but the nurse swiftly removed it.
So, she called my doctor in and we began to discuss our options. The baby was clearly not doing well. Either she wasn't liking the cervadil, or certain ways i moved kept her moving on her cord. Either way, this wasn't good. Doctor said we could start the pictocin, but more than likely, the drop in heart ratwould occur again and it might need to be stopped. I was very torn on what decision to make. Try to go ahead and force into natural labor, or get a c-section?
After talking more about the heart rate, I decided that a c-section would be best at this point for me and the baby. I would continue to be stressed and worry about the heart rate, and that would not be good.
So, we quickly got prepped for surgery, MP got his scrubbies on, and I laid in bed sucking O2. This happened fast enough that I didn't get to take pictures of MP in his scrubs, or make any phone calls. MP called my mom and that was it.
Sometime in the 7pm hour, I was wheeled into the OR and prepped with a spinal. As they were just about ready to go and the sheet was up, MP was allowed to come in and sit by me.
The surgery was weird. The staff was amazing. They just flowed in their roles and took care of me from start to finish. My doctor is so calming and just the personality I needed to operate on me. I laid there calm as could be. I mean, I couldn't move anything from my boobs down, but I still concentrated on being still and calm. The idea that my insides were out and a baby was to be coming soon was so surreal and I just laid there waiting to hear my baby.
Soon enough, I hear the nurse tell MP to stand up to see his baby. My doctor pull the curtain down a bit and all of a sudden, I saw, for a brief second, my beautiful baby girl. I started bawling and then I heard her screams and cries and I laughed, then cried a lot more. MP got up and took pictures of her and came back and said 'she is really cute' and was just beaming. It was so, just amazing.
Towards the end of surgery, MP was able to bring Ireland over to me and I just cried a little more b/c she is just so beautiful. I was immediately addicted to her.
We went back to our labor and delivery room for about an hour and then up to our room for the next few days. In that time we got to call our parents and have Aunt Cherry and Mike come up to see Ireland. I was just still so drugged up and trying to nurse my little peanut.
The next few days were great, even though they were a bit hard, too. I loved being awake in the middle of the night and seeing my daughter sleeping on one side of me and my husband on the other. I hated the first day in mom and baby when I couldn't get up and get my daughter myself, but I loved having the nurses wait on us! Hee Hee
I have to say that once again, MP was an amazing help. He is such a wonderful husband and already an incredible father. Ireland and I are so lucky we have him. He helped me taking my bandage off, which hurt. He helped every last bit with the baby, with nursing, with making sure I had water. I adore him.
We got discharged on Sunday after lunch. We packed up our stuff and made our way home with a little teeny person in our car.
Home 4 days now, its been a process. I'm healing up well. I am still in pain and discomfort at times and not able to move fast, but I feel good overall. Nursing has been better than I expected, yet still has its challenges.
My hormones are definitely out of whack and I need to get more sleep when I can. But overall, so far has been better than I expected.
Nana is here and spoiling us with help and love. I'm here to provide milk and MP is here to snuggle his daughter. Life is good.
My daughter is amazing and beautiful. She so strong and loves to roll over to her side to sleep. She is a right side sleeper like me. I love our early morning feedings when we fall back to sleep together in the quiet, with her on my chest. I love her little coo's and sounds and I fall in love again every time I see MP snuggling that little peanut. God is amazing and I can't thank him enough for these truly wonderful gifts.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
The Induction
It's official. I am going in tonight to begin the induction process.
I had a pretty rough weekend as the Pupps rash was in full effect. At one point on Saturday night the rash was so bad, I actually called the doctor I was so worried something more was wrong. He said I was going to be OK, but to move up my appointment on Monday, my due date.
Michael and I went into see our doctor on Monday morning. An examination proved that my cervix was STILL hard, so we decided to schedule our induction. The rash, while temporarily gone, will continue to come back until labor. So, we scheduled the induction for tomorrow, Thursday, so that my doctor would be on call. I've seen all but one doctor in the practice and I am fully OK with this doctor being my delivery doctor. It took me a while to warm up to her, but now I am very comfortable with her and I think I am lucky to have her.
I spent Monday and Tuesday wrapping things up for work. I ran errands to get last minute things for our hospital stay and I tried to relax. But, if you know me, you know that I do not relax well. :)
I took off today as my first day of maternity leave. I slept in a bit (I haven't been sleeping well - I rarely do) and I got up and had breakfast. Then I cleaned up my floors and did the last of Ireland's laundry. I met my sweet friend Erin for lunch and stopped at CVS for one more thing.
On my way home, I pulled into church to say a quick prayer. I was lucky that Deacon Scott was in, as Father David was out. So Deacon was able to take me in the little chapel and provide a nice gospel reading and blessing for me and Ireland. I sat down and had a few moments of prayer afterwards and I was suddenly filled with so much emotion so I had to leave.
There is no time for emotion. Right now, I'm focused on getting through labor and delivery and getting my beautiful baby girl in my hands. I really have a one track mind and I'm not thinking about a lot of extras. I have a job to get done and to get it through as well as possible and that's heavy on my mind and my nerves! YIKES. I am NERVOUS!
I am home now and MP is watching TV. I'm going to go hang out with him for a bit before I have to polish up the kitchen and pack up my bag and the car.
For my 'final' meal before I go in tonight, I think we will go somewhere for breakfast for dinner. That sounds good. I am scheduled to be in the hospital at 7:30 tonight and will get the cervadil to help ripen my cervix.
We should have a little baby girl tomorrow! Stay tuned and please, keep us in your prayers!
I had a pretty rough weekend as the Pupps rash was in full effect. At one point on Saturday night the rash was so bad, I actually called the doctor I was so worried something more was wrong. He said I was going to be OK, but to move up my appointment on Monday, my due date.
Michael and I went into see our doctor on Monday morning. An examination proved that my cervix was STILL hard, so we decided to schedule our induction. The rash, while temporarily gone, will continue to come back until labor. So, we scheduled the induction for tomorrow, Thursday, so that my doctor would be on call. I've seen all but one doctor in the practice and I am fully OK with this doctor being my delivery doctor. It took me a while to warm up to her, but now I am very comfortable with her and I think I am lucky to have her.
I spent Monday and Tuesday wrapping things up for work. I ran errands to get last minute things for our hospital stay and I tried to relax. But, if you know me, you know that I do not relax well. :)
I took off today as my first day of maternity leave. I slept in a bit (I haven't been sleeping well - I rarely do) and I got up and had breakfast. Then I cleaned up my floors and did the last of Ireland's laundry. I met my sweet friend Erin for lunch and stopped at CVS for one more thing.
On my way home, I pulled into church to say a quick prayer. I was lucky that Deacon Scott was in, as Father David was out. So Deacon was able to take me in the little chapel and provide a nice gospel reading and blessing for me and Ireland. I sat down and had a few moments of prayer afterwards and I was suddenly filled with so much emotion so I had to leave.
There is no time for emotion. Right now, I'm focused on getting through labor and delivery and getting my beautiful baby girl in my hands. I really have a one track mind and I'm not thinking about a lot of extras. I have a job to get done and to get it through as well as possible and that's heavy on my mind and my nerves! YIKES. I am NERVOUS!
I am home now and MP is watching TV. I'm going to go hang out with him for a bit before I have to polish up the kitchen and pack up my bag and the car.
For my 'final' meal before I go in tonight, I think we will go somewhere for breakfast for dinner. That sounds good. I am scheduled to be in the hospital at 7:30 tonight and will get the cervadil to help ripen my cervix.
We should have a little baby girl tomorrow! Stay tuned and please, keep us in your prayers!
Thursday, July 7, 2011
PUPPS?!
No, NOT PUPPIES! PUPPS!
Apparently I have contracted PUPPS - a weird side effect of pregnancy if you will - where you have a rashy itch going on. I also have big and small welts on my chest and my belly. I keep scratching so hard I have popped blood vessels all over. This is for the birds!
EEEK!!! Gotta go scratch......
Apparently I have contracted PUPPS - a weird side effect of pregnancy if you will - where you have a rashy itch going on. I also have big and small welts on my chest and my belly. I keep scratching so hard I have popped blood vessels all over. This is for the birds!
EEEK!!! Gotta go scratch......
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Posh-Knots - A MUST HAVE for the the little girls in your life!
Once again, I have to say that I am really blessed. I have made so many wonderful friends in my life, and each person is so special to me. I may not be able to stay in constant contact with everyone, or be as close as we once were, but that doesn't mean that I don't love them and love the memories we created together.
My friend Shannon Piper is one of those friends I am speaking about. We met at my first job out of college- The Bradley Center. For one year we hardly spoke, yet, when I went to leave the company, we became fast friends. GO FIGURE! Shannon and I had a lot of fun exploring some watering holes together and playing with her wiener puppies!
I always loved Shannon's apartment, from the way it was decorated to her unique style. I knew that she was creative and crafty, this was supported by the decor at her wedding. Additionally, I've always known that Shannon wants literally a house full of kids. She's already created 3 for her clan!!!
I knew that Shannon has a business creating bows and such for little kids. I have checked out her work before and been amazed, but yesterday, I was amazed on a whole other level.
Shannon gifted us some amazing, handmade hair accessories and a few other goodies for Miss Ireland. I opened the box and I literally stood in AWE. Her work is spectacular and I am so floored that she spent this much time on gifting me and Ireland such wonderful items.
IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN LOOKING AT SHANNON'S WORK AND ORDERING SOMETHING FOR A LITTLE GIRL IN YOUR LIFE, PLEASE EMAIL HER AT: POSHBYPIPER@GMAIL.COM
I will share my goodies she created now!
Hello Kitty Clip! (love!)
A customized bum-wipe case! ADORE!! (Inside a pair of football leg warmers for Ireland were hiding!!)
Another Black & Gold Bow!
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A little romper with a clip attached! So adorable.
Lots of Shamrock Clips!!
Shannon, thank you so much! XOXO Your little girls sure are lucky!
My friend Shannon Piper is one of those friends I am speaking about. We met at my first job out of college- The Bradley Center. For one year we hardly spoke, yet, when I went to leave the company, we became fast friends. GO FIGURE! Shannon and I had a lot of fun exploring some watering holes together and playing with her wiener puppies!
I always loved Shannon's apartment, from the way it was decorated to her unique style. I knew that she was creative and crafty, this was supported by the decor at her wedding. Additionally, I've always known that Shannon wants literally a house full of kids. She's already created 3 for her clan!!!
I knew that Shannon has a business creating bows and such for little kids. I have checked out her work before and been amazed, but yesterday, I was amazed on a whole other level.
Shannon gifted us some amazing, handmade hair accessories and a few other goodies for Miss Ireland. I opened the box and I literally stood in AWE. Her work is spectacular and I am so floored that she spent this much time on gifting me and Ireland such wonderful items.
IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN LOOKING AT SHANNON'S WORK AND ORDERING SOMETHING FOR A LITTLE GIRL IN YOUR LIFE, PLEASE EMAIL HER AT: POSHBYPIPER@GMAIL.COM
I will share my goodies she created now!
Hello Kitty Clip! (love!)
A customized bum-wipe case! ADORE!! (Inside a pair of football leg warmers for Ireland were hiding!!)
Another Black & Gold Bow!
\A little romper with a clip attached! So adorable.
Lots of Shamrock Clips!!
Shannon, thank you so much! XOXO Your little girls sure are lucky!
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Babymoon 2011
MP and I were due to be at our timeshare this week, but with the anticipated arrival of our lil'shamrock, we knew we couldn't spend the week in Ft. Myers. As such, someone rented the condo for the weekend, and we were pretty bummed. Neither of us wanted to sit around our house or our town for the holiday weekend - especially after our doctor said that Ireland didn't seem to want to make her entrance anytime soon.
So, with a little last minute planning and the doctors permission - we decided to travel 4 hours south and head into Ft. Lauderdale. We packed up our goodies, including our hospital bags just in case and said let's go! Worst case scenario I would have the baby along alligator alley and pray that an EMT would find us....OR...on second thought...they have hospitals all over the state!
We left on Saturday AM and got to our hotel around 1. For a hotel that we booked less than 24 hours in advance and was a great rate - this hotel was really nice. We were upgraded to the junior suite and suddenly it was a chore to get us out of the hotel room! We had a beautiful balcony that was positioned on the inter coastal, with a view of the beach to the left. Fantastic!
We decided to get in the pool and nap on the inter coastal in one of the sun beds.
We watched beautiful yachts go by in between our drowsiness and sounds of DMB and David Gray playing off our iPod. Life sure is good.
POOL BOUND:
Lounging with my love
We had dinner with our friends Bryce and Mimi and their children on Saturday night. Went to a local little seafood joint and enjoyed some good company! It was nice to feel like we were on vacation and just be out in the mix.
DISCLAIMER: This paragraph is somewhat gross for those that are easily grossed out, so you may wish to skip.
So, with a little last minute planning and the doctors permission - we decided to travel 4 hours south and head into Ft. Lauderdale. We packed up our goodies, including our hospital bags just in case and said let's go! Worst case scenario I would have the baby along alligator alley and pray that an EMT would find us....OR...on second thought...they have hospitals all over the state!
We left on Saturday AM and got to our hotel around 1. For a hotel that we booked less than 24 hours in advance and was a great rate - this hotel was really nice. We were upgraded to the junior suite and suddenly it was a chore to get us out of the hotel room! We had a beautiful balcony that was positioned on the inter coastal, with a view of the beach to the left. Fantastic!
We decided to get in the pool and nap on the inter coastal in one of the sun beds.
We watched beautiful yachts go by in between our drowsiness and sounds of DMB and David Gray playing off our iPod. Life sure is good.
POOL BOUND:
Lounging with my love
We had dinner with our friends Bryce and Mimi and their children on Saturday night. Went to a local little seafood joint and enjoyed some good company! It was nice to feel like we were on vacation and just be out in the mix.
DISCLAIMER: This paragraph is somewhat gross for those that are easily grossed out, so you may wish to skip.
Saturday night after dinner, we got home and were watching TV when I had to use the bathroom for the 800th time that day. As I sat there, I heard something fall into the toilet (TMI???) and I thought, oh shoot. Yup, as I looked down, I saw it. No, not Mr. Hankey, but Mrs. Mucus Plug. Just hanging out. Completely clear and looking like the wax they put in swimmers ears, I should have known better than to freak. I mean, after ALL I have read and heard and learned in classes I have paid for, I knew that is NOT as surefire cue of impending labor, especially since there was no blood. HOWEVER, here we are 4+ hours from home, MP is crashed and I'm thinking - oh man, does this mean we have to leave tomorrow?
So, I went and woke up MP. He asked "are you having contractions?" I said 'no'. He said, then don't worry about it. YA right. These men, they have it so easy! :) So I went into the bedroom and was playing angry birds on my ipad, trying not freak out. 100 things are running through my mind and mainly, I just felt like 'OMG, labor is coming SOON'. As ready as I've been, I didn't feel ready at that moment. I took all his clothes out of the closet in the event we had to leave the hotel room in the middle of the night (I didn't want him to forget his shirts!) and sat in my room waiting for contractions and pain. Then I made MP get off the couch and come lay in bed with me so I wouldn't be alone. He did. He is the sweetest and I adore him.
By Sunday morning, the rational side of me took over. As MP asked me why his shirts were laying on his suitcase and not hanging in the closet, my head hung down in shame (ya, that same Denver the Lab kinda shame I referenced before) and I just giggled. MP looked at me with that ever so common "what the heck am I going to do with you look" and we just laughed.
We headed to the hotel restaurant for some coffee and breakfast. Because I did pass my mucus plug, I did not want to get in the ocean or pool, so MP scouted out the water taxi. So we got on a boat and road up and down the inter coastal waterway all day. Admiring big houses and bigger boats. We saw where Leno and the Taco Bell owner lives and just people watched the freaks on our boat! It did start raining and we had missed getting the connecting water taxi to Hollywood, FL. Drenched from the rain shower, we got off on the riverwalk so we could sit in the Irish pub and share a Reuben and do more people watching. It was so nice! Afterwards, we walked around the Las Olas shopping area and dipped into an restaurant for coffee and dessert. By this time, my body was hurting, and it was time to take a nap. An hour later we got off the boat and climbed into the bed for a nap for a hours before heading to Primanti's for a much needed Pittsburgh style sammy!
After dinner, we just came back to the hotel room and crashed. It was 10pm and we are old and I am knocked up! At 5 months, I was able to be a trooper in a bar until 2am drinking water. At 9 months, I am not! Woe is me!
We got up yesterday and had breakfast, walked to the beach and then napped until we had to leave. How pathetic are we? WE LOVED IT!!!
I am really thankful we had the opportunity to get away at the last minute and enjoy our babymoon!
CERVIX UPDATE: I went to the doctor today - cervix is still hard. As my sweet friend Anne said, I must be the hostess with the mostess b/c Ireland doesn't appear to be leaving this party anytime soon. So, stay tuned!!!
So, I went and woke up MP. He asked "are you having contractions?" I said 'no'. He said, then don't worry about it. YA right. These men, they have it so easy! :) So I went into the bedroom and was playing angry birds on my ipad, trying not freak out. 100 things are running through my mind and mainly, I just felt like 'OMG, labor is coming SOON'. As ready as I've been, I didn't feel ready at that moment. I took all his clothes out of the closet in the event we had to leave the hotel room in the middle of the night (I didn't want him to forget his shirts!) and sat in my room waiting for contractions and pain. Then I made MP get off the couch and come lay in bed with me so I wouldn't be alone. He did. He is the sweetest and I adore him.
By Sunday morning, the rational side of me took over. As MP asked me why his shirts were laying on his suitcase and not hanging in the closet, my head hung down in shame (ya, that same Denver the Lab kinda shame I referenced before) and I just giggled. MP looked at me with that ever so common "what the heck am I going to do with you look" and we just laughed.
We headed to the hotel restaurant for some coffee and breakfast. Because I did pass my mucus plug, I did not want to get in the ocean or pool, so MP scouted out the water taxi. So we got on a boat and road up and down the inter coastal waterway all day. Admiring big houses and bigger boats. We saw where Leno and the Taco Bell owner lives and just people watched the freaks on our boat! It did start raining and we had missed getting the connecting water taxi to Hollywood, FL. Drenched from the rain shower, we got off on the riverwalk so we could sit in the Irish pub and share a Reuben and do more people watching. It was so nice! Afterwards, we walked around the Las Olas shopping area and dipped into an restaurant for coffee and dessert. By this time, my body was hurting, and it was time to take a nap. An hour later we got off the boat and climbed into the bed for a nap for a hours before heading to Primanti's for a much needed Pittsburgh style sammy!
After dinner, we just came back to the hotel room and crashed. It was 10pm and we are old and I am knocked up! At 5 months, I was able to be a trooper in a bar until 2am drinking water. At 9 months, I am not! Woe is me!
We got up yesterday and had breakfast, walked to the beach and then napped until we had to leave. How pathetic are we? WE LOVED IT!!!
I am really thankful we had the opportunity to get away at the last minute and enjoy our babymoon!
CERVIX UPDATE: I went to the doctor today - cervix is still hard. As my sweet friend Anne said, I must be the hostess with the mostess b/c Ireland doesn't appear to be leaving this party anytime soon. So, stay tuned!!!
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