How is babby born? (internet meme)
The day was 2/7, a Thursday. I was at work,
near the end of the day and....I was dizzy. I thought maybe I just
needed to eat something, so I did. On the brief walk to the microwave,
the world spun & back at my desk, my vision blurred, too.
uh oh. Normally, I'd do nothing; suck it up and go home. Yet at 40 weeks + 1 day, just ignoring it was a bad idea.
"Hi, I am over 40 weeks pregnant and just had some symptoms..." I said to the nurse-line at the hospital.
They
asked if I could have my blood pressure taken at work. I said yes, and
went to the nurse in my office. Taken twice, my distolic was still in
the 90s, we called the hospital and they said to come on over. (My
dystolic bp is usually in the 70s.)
My company placed me in a taxi and refused to allow me to pay for the short cab ride to
the
hospital. (5 blocks). When I plodded into the 4th floor of the hospital, we connected to
some monitors and they said I would probably go home after a few hours.
I called Dan anyway and told him what was happening. He left work a little early and came over. Meanwhile, I enjoyed the
marvel of watching the Big10 network and CSPAN on cable and the hospital provided
dinner for me.
"Dinner? I feel guilty eating dinner here if I am going home," I thought to myself.
You know the end to the story already--I did not get to go home. My blood pressure kept going up and since I was already passed the due date, they decided it was time to induce me. I walked down the hall to the midwife unit while Dan raced home to grab the official baby bag + other stuff we might need.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Swiss Cake Rolls
So the Obama Administration wants to fix the a la carte options in the lunch room. No more fatty foods, blah blah.
I agree with this, but I'm totally having flashbacks to 8th & 9th grade, where my entire lunch was one swiss cake roll package and maybe a granola bar. Swiss cake rolls were $.30. That's 30 CENTS. Granola bars were .$70. I ATE LUNCH FOR $1.00. It must have been subsidized or something. T'was awesome & extremely unhealthy. Of course, I was so skinny it didn't matter.
Anyway, from now on, I have to be really careful about what I eat. No more guilty indulgence ice cream. No more Sprite, either. I've been good the last few weeks, mostly, with more salads and lots of broccoli. This is what I'll be eating for the next year or two, until I can get skinny again. The baby is still in the 6-7 lbs range.
Yes, the baby is still inside of me. She has 3 days until she hits 40 weeks. Of course, from May 2nd-May 16th, she wasn't really created yet, so we'll say she's been in there for 38 of a normal 40 week pregnancy. I am the last hold-out of our friends, who have all seemed to have their babies early through bad luck, random chance, and doctor-intervention.
Every day, I think about calling the work in early. I'm ready to stay home, sit on my ass and sew her baby blanket until she arrives. But I shouldn't skip out of work now. I should go until I have contractions at my desk and my water breaks at work in the elevator, because that means more time spent with the baby later. Plus if I really do go to 41 weeks, that would mean only 11 weeks with the baby and one week spent at home, sewing her blanket.
But (and this is more of me whining) who wants to get dressed daily? Tying my shoes takes 30 minutes. Getting in the car is impossible. I really shouldn't complain, though.
An AMerican civilian was captured in Afghanistan in October, while she was 5 months pregnant. She was due in January, and since it's February now, her baby has either been born---or it hasn't.
It's terrible to imagine being pregnant in the mountains of Afghanistan while captured by the Taliban. I can't imagine giving birth in those conditions, either. So I will suck it up.
I agree with this, but I'm totally having flashbacks to 8th & 9th grade, where my entire lunch was one swiss cake roll package and maybe a granola bar. Swiss cake rolls were $.30. That's 30 CENTS. Granola bars were .$70. I ATE LUNCH FOR $1.00. It must have been subsidized or something. T'was awesome & extremely unhealthy. Of course, I was so skinny it didn't matter.
Anyway, from now on, I have to be really careful about what I eat. No more guilty indulgence ice cream. No more Sprite, either. I've been good the last few weeks, mostly, with more salads and lots of broccoli. This is what I'll be eating for the next year or two, until I can get skinny again. The baby is still in the 6-7 lbs range.
Yes, the baby is still inside of me. She has 3 days until she hits 40 weeks. Of course, from May 2nd-May 16th, she wasn't really created yet, so we'll say she's been in there for 38 of a normal 40 week pregnancy. I am the last hold-out of our friends, who have all seemed to have their babies early through bad luck, random chance, and doctor-intervention.
Every day, I think about calling the work in early. I'm ready to stay home, sit on my ass and sew her baby blanket until she arrives. But I shouldn't skip out of work now. I should go until I have contractions at my desk and my water breaks at work in the elevator, because that means more time spent with the baby later. Plus if I really do go to 41 weeks, that would mean only 11 weeks with the baby and one week spent at home, sewing her blanket.
But (and this is more of me whining) who wants to get dressed daily? Tying my shoes takes 30 minutes. Getting in the car is impossible. I really shouldn't complain, though.
An AMerican civilian was captured in Afghanistan in October, while she was 5 months pregnant. She was due in January, and since it's February now, her baby has either been born---or it hasn't.
It's terrible to imagine being pregnant in the mountains of Afghanistan while captured by the Taliban. I can't imagine giving birth in those conditions, either. So I will suck it up.
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