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Dinner for Two

Before we knew the baby was coming early, I signed us up for a hospital tour which was yesterday at 10 am.  There was a group of about 10 people on the tour.  Most of whom were due in March.  And one couple that was due in September.  Maybe I’m too cynical, but doesn’t that seem incredibly early to take a hospital tour?  Unsurprisingly, I was the only person that said, “Monday” for my due date.  (Though I did explain that he was coming early.  For some reason, I feel like I have to give that disclaimer.  I guess to avoid the “you don’t look that pregnant” comments.)  The tour guide asked if anyone was having a c-section and again, just me.  But some of the others might have to and just not know about it yet.  Especially Mrs. September.  I kind of hated that I was the only one.  The guide would say something like, “This is the labor room and you will be here….but for our c-section couple, you’ll go to this other room.”

So that was the tour.  It wasn’t incredibly informative or anything, but it was free so no harm no foul.  What actually was really informative was that we got to see the NICU.  Normally, they won’t let anyone in to tour, but I actually knew someone that had a baby two weeks ago at 32 weeks and she was there so she generously offered to let us see what the NICU was like.  It really wasn’t as scary as we thought.  I think we were both picturing babies in incubator type things where you could only touch them through a hole in the side of the crib.  I didn’t see any of that.  My friend’s baby was in a bassinet and had a lot of wires hooked up to him, but his parents could touch him and interact with him.  It also helped to see a real-live tiny baby.  I’ve done a lot of googling to see what a 3, 4 and 5 lb baby looks like but obviously that’s just a picture and not a good substitution for seeing one in real life and seeing what we might be faced with.  He just looked like a little baby.  He was small, sure, but he looked like a baby which was incredibly reassuring.

I promise this is getting to dinner.

Since it was our last night as just me and Jason, we decided to do it up and go out somewhere nice.  We thought about a movie too, but it just didn’t work out that way. We did have a good dinner though.

Serpas exterior

Serpas has been on my radar for a while, but I just never really made an effort to go there.

Serpas interior

Lee serpas

Jason serpas

I had the Jumbo Sea Scallops which were served with spaghetti squash, mushrooms and panang curry.

Serpas food

I’m a big scallop fan and loved how these were paired with curry.  The spaghetti squash was an added bonus.  Jason had the Porterhouse steak.

It was a really nice dinner and really surreal that this was our last date night before we become parents.  T-minus 22.5 hours or so.

Three Days

I took maternity leave a week early.  With baby’s eviction date moved up three weeks, I felt like I needed a week off to rest up and try to get him to grow as much as I could and also to get stuff done around the house.

I had two doctor’s appointments this week, per the norm.  On Tuesday, it was the BPP with my MFM and today it was the NST with my OB.  (I could make a huge list of acronyms that I didn’t know before this pregnancy, but that’s another blog post.)  The BPP was fine.  When I did the NST, the doctor said it wasn’t as reactive as he’d like.  This has happened to me before and when it does, they just send you for a BPP and if that’s fine, it overrides the NST.  So that happened and it was fine, but I was at my last doctor’s appointment for two hours.  Typical, I suppose.  I could probably count on one hand the amount of times that I’ve had a normal, boring appointment.

Plus, the doctor pissed me off because he asked what percentile the baby was in and when I said 2nd, he kind of made a face and went, “Ooooh.”  My response, which Jason thought was funny, was, “You’re not supposed to say that.”  Whatever.  Someone has to be in the 2nd percentile and he’s not the doctor delivering him anyway.  Still annoying and not good bedside manner.

If I’m being honest, I’m really scared right now.  Not so much of parenthood, though that’s scary too, but that something is going to be wrong because the baby is so small.  Will he be okay?  Will something be wrong with him?  Will he need to go to the NICU?  For how long?  Having a difficult pregnancy sucks, especially since I’m already an anxious person.

It’s silly but I haven’t really posted any nursery pictures because I’m afraid of jinxing it.  I know it doesn’t work that way.  But I can’t help but think it.  But obviously, he needs a nursery and he does have one.


(Blurred out his name in that picture, don’t try to guess it!)



There’s still some stuff in boxes and things to do in the nursery, but it’s mostly done.  By the way, am I supposed to somehow attach that changing pad to the dresser?

In addition, we still need to:

1.  Install the car seat
2.  Finish thank you notes from the baby shower
3.  Finish packing hospital bag
4.  Resolve this issue:


So much for stocking up on freezer meals ahead of time.  I see a trip to Trader Joe’s in my immediate future.  So that’s what I’ve been up to (as well as watching lots of Netflix), as my life is about to totally change in three days.

Baby Shower

I am fortunate enough that I had some great friends throw a baby shower for me on Saturday.  And fortunate enough to be out of the hospital and able to attend!


The shower was held in the party room at my friend Erin’s condo.  There was a ton of great food.


Which obviously, if you know me, included hummus!  Side note:  Why haven’t I been to Zoe’s Kitchen before?  Their hummus was excellent and I’m a hummus snob.



There were onesies to be decorated.


And there were all sorts of fun decorations like these little seed packets…


Personalized water bottles…


and flowers made of baby hats and socks!  (They found this idea on Pinterest, by the way.)


Everyone really spoiled the baby and got him tons of great gifts!



We are so lucky to have friends and family that care about us so much!

An Update

This is my view today.

Murphy nose

So as you can tell, I’m not at the hospital anymore.  As reassuring as it is to be hooked up to the fetal heart rate monitor at all times and see the baby’s heartbeat, it’s also a huge pain in the ass.  You have to unplug it every time you have to go to the bathroom and then it will start beeping.  Then, when I would settle back down in the bed, the pads will inevitably have moved into the wrong place and the nurse would have to come in to find the baby on the monitor again.

Originally, they told me that the doctor would do another BPP on Thursday (today) but they ended up wheeling in an ultrasound machine yesterday.  The BPP looked fine so the doctor said that he wanted to do one more test called a contraction stress test.  This test would measure how the baby reacts to contractions.  At first, I assumed he’d give me some sort of drug to contract, but nope, what they did is put warm washcloths on my chest while…no joke…telling me to massage my nipples.  (Is that TMI?  Well, whatever.)

They wanted to see 3 contractions in 10 minutes.  Only I wasn’t cooperating.  I got 3 (small) contractions, but it took maybe like 45 minutes or an hour.  But they said that the baby responded fine to them and that I could go home.

It’s scary being at home.  Because the baby isn’t the most active guy, I’m constantly afraid that I’ll have a decrease in movement and not notice it.  That is probably my biggest fear, though they told me that when a baby does well on a BPP, it’s usually good for at least a week.  And I have felt movement today anyway.

So, this leaves me where?  Umm, it leaves me having a baby in 11 days.  I’m scheduled for a c-section on January 20th.  I’ll be 37 weeks, which is considered term.  I am totally not prepared.  I thought I was having a baby in 4.5 weeks, not 1.5!  I’m starting my maternity leave on Monday so I can take next week to rest and basically prepare myself.

It’s been a scary journey, but it’ll be over soon and hopefully it’ll be easier.  He’s either going to be a total troublemaker from the get go or he’ll be super chill after putting his mama through all of this.



That Time I Was in the Hospital Again

I thought I looked bigger at 35 weeks.

35 weeks

But apparently, those extra 10 lbs that I gained since Thanksgiving were not going to the baby.  I had a growth scan this morning.  Three weeks ago, the baby weighed approximately 3 lbs, 4 ounces and was in the 17th percentile.  Today, he was approximately 3 lbs, 10 ounces and in the second percentile.  He is officially categorized with IUGR (inter-uterine growth restriction).

So off to the hospital I went.


I’m just here for monitoring.  I expressed some concern to the doctor that I just don’t feel much movement in general and I was scared that if something went wrong, I might not notice.  I mean, I do feel movement, but it’s sporadic during the day and I can get him to move at night but I have to lay on my back and put my hands on my stomach and concentrate.

The doctors are doing a continuous non-stress test, which measures the accelerations and decelerations of the baby’s heart.  This is something that I was already doing weekly at the doctor’s office, for about 15 minutes a week but this is continuous.


On Thursday, they’ll do a Biophysical Profile.  That’s when they measure a bunch of things including cord flow and amniotic fluid.  When I was hospitalized at Thanksgiving, I had issues with both of those, but ever since then, they’ve looked fine.

So right now, there’s nothing really wrong except baby is really, really small.  And breech, but that’s the least of my concerns.  I don’t know when I’ll go home and I’ll be on bed rest with tons of doctor’s appointments if I do.  I was supposed to have my baby shower on Saturday and I have no idea what will happen with that.

My due date was February 10th, but they’ll take him out no later than 37 weeks in case the placenta is failing.  That means I’ll have a baby in 13 days or less.  I just want him to make it to 4 lbs before he comes out.  4 sounds okay to me.  3 doesn’t.

And now I’m going back to my 4th consecutive hour of watching Property Virgins.  I guess I should get it in while I can.

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