On Tuesday May 24th we had our 28 week doctor's appointment and ultrasound. We arrived at the Woman's Hospital and went straight to the radiology lab at 10. The very first thing they said when we checked in was, "We're so sorry Mrs. Scarborough, but we're running about 45 minutes behind." I should have known that our whole day was blown. Now, I'm a pretty sweet gal, but tell me that you can't manage your time and I get pissed. I immediately started giving attitude because I was hungry, tired, cramping, and uncomfortable. The waiting room was packed with super annoyed people and it just added salt to my wound! Two and a half hours later, I finally get situated on the table in the examination room to prepare to watch little Izzy dance! They like to get their measurements out of the way first before they invite daddy in to check out the baby too. Right away, the sonographer started giggling at how sweet my girl is and how active she gets when the camera is on!
About 30 minutes into it, they decide that everything looks great and that it's time to go get daddy. Scott walks in and immediately is inspecting everything on the screen to make sure her spine is straight, her legs are muscular and that her head is round. I, on the other hand, wanted to know if she got his cute little nose and my big eyes. We both were very pleased because not to brag, but our child is GORGEOUS!! She is a perfect mix of both of us and she is such a happy little angel. All she wanted to do was play and show off for mommy and daddy. She grabbed her toes on her right foot and did all of her fancy baby yoga stretches. She even yawned at one point and showed us her big full lips! Her cheeks (both sets that is) are very full and chubby and her little fingers are long and skinny. She has Scott's feet and high arches and she's got very muscular legs.
We finished with our ultrasound and as we were wrapping up, the radiologist comes in and gives us the rundown on everything. He said she looks fantastic, she's beautiful and that she is super active which means she's healthy. He made a good point though, and it makes me feel better about being kicked and punched all the time. He said, "They're smaller versions of us. When they don't feel good, all they want to do is sleep. Those are the babies you have to be careful of because they end up being sicker. The active babies feel good and are less likely to develop problems." Totally made the fact that I get woken up at 4 am quite alright with me!
We went upstairs to see my doctor after this. I was already 2 hours late for my appointment and by the time we got up there, they were all out for lunch. Awesome. We waited some more (we're now pros at waiting at Texas Women's). We got called in, Dr. Firpo said i passed my glucose test and that the only thing she found was that I had anemia. I was just happy that I didn't have to give myself shots everyday! She said that Isabella should weigh 2 lbs and maybe an ounce or two. Instead, my little chubber weighs 2 lbs 13 ounces and growing!! She said that it's not that she's fat, it's that thickness in her bones again. I guess I'm getting enough calcium in all that TUMS and vitamin D down to my princess! Must be doing something right!!
I am about to start week 29 and I'm growing more and more impatient. I just can't wait to meet my sweet girl!
Our Love Nest
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Kickin' it!
We've been a little busy playing at other people's weddings for the last few weeks and I haven't exactly had the time to write in this.
We went to the doctor on Tuesday and Isabella's heart rate was at 150 which is totally normal. Everything was ok until the doctor decided to mash down on my abdomen in my lower right quadrant and I almost jumped off the table! Immediately, I felt so much discomfort that tears were flowing from my eyes and I couldn't stop them...so embarrassing!! She kept the mashing up for a few minutes and asked me if I've ever had problems with my appendix. This was a bit of a shock, because I didn't think I had. She then proceeded to tell Scott that she was going to have to admit me into the hospital that day because she wanted to run more tests to make sure that it was not appendicitis as she had suspected. I of course, threw a fit, didn't want to go into the hospital that day, and told her that it had to be gas pain or worse, bowel pain. She told me to go home, relax and let Scott monitor me. I then had to report back to her office the next morning to let her know how I made it through the last 24 hours.
I left her office that day in tears! First, she ripped into me (it felt like) for gaining 23 pounds from day one to now. She kept telling me how I was all baby and that Isabella is doing great in there, but basically, I need to slow down the weight gain. Yeah, my belly's not small right now, but it's tight as a basketball and there's no fat on it. What am I supposed to do? Stop feeding my baby?? Scott explained to her that he watches me eat all the time and knows for a fact that I eat tons of veggies, fruit and fiber. How on earth could I have gained all this weight? Hello??? I'm growing a human being and she's not a small one!! I've spoken to all of my friends that have birthed children and they all say that 23 pounds is nothing compared to what they gained. Why was she giving me such a hard time? I'm 5'6". Whatever. I'm not going to feel bad about feeding my baby. Needless to say, she can kiss my tush.
We went backthe next day and I was much better. She commenced the mashing on my belly and the pain was not nearly as bad, but just uncomfortable. She went ahead and scheduled my glucose testing for May 17th and my next ultrasound for May 24th. Isabella, we discovered, has some fluid on her kidneys, but apparently a lot of babies do and it goes away before they're even born. The doctor believes that she's not emptying her bladder all the way, for some reason, so it's causing the fluid to go back up into her abdominal cavity and after a while, it just hangs around the kidneys for some reason. This ultrasound is to make sure that the fluid is disappearing and not growing in amount. Either way, I just want to make sure that my baby is healthy and happy.
On another note, I've got quite the kicker growing in my belly! She seems to be under the impression that my poor little organs that are supplying her with what she needs are her toys and that she can kick them around. This child's favorite time to play is between the hours of 4 am and 7 am and she doesn't stop there. She waits until I'm in the middle of talking to a customer in my office and she gives it all she's got and gives me a swift good kick in the ribs or the bladder. Nice. "So tell me, would a one story work Aaaaaaaaaahhh!!" Awesome. They just giggle because at this point they've figure out that I just got kicked pretty hard!! At least I know she's healthy!
A few weeks ago, Scott surprised me with tickets to James Taylor in the Woodlands. He knew that I had wanted to go for a while, but because he works by himself on Fridays and his partner is off, there was no way he could get off work. Well, he apparently switched some days around with his partner and was able to take Izzy and me. Let me just tell you that every morning, I sing along to James Taylor songs to Izzy because absolutely loves to listen to him sing. She went crazy with the dancing and swaying at the concert and the best part of it was I got to meet up with my sweet friend Farrah from middle and high school. We got me meet her hubby, two kids, and even the nugget she too is growing in her belly!! It was so much fun! It definitely made me realize how much fun family events can be with friends! I'm looking forward to many more!!
We went to the doctor on Tuesday and Isabella's heart rate was at 150 which is totally normal. Everything was ok until the doctor decided to mash down on my abdomen in my lower right quadrant and I almost jumped off the table! Immediately, I felt so much discomfort that tears were flowing from my eyes and I couldn't stop them...so embarrassing!! She kept the mashing up for a few minutes and asked me if I've ever had problems with my appendix. This was a bit of a shock, because I didn't think I had. She then proceeded to tell Scott that she was going to have to admit me into the hospital that day because she wanted to run more tests to make sure that it was not appendicitis as she had suspected. I of course, threw a fit, didn't want to go into the hospital that day, and told her that it had to be gas pain or worse, bowel pain. She told me to go home, relax and let Scott monitor me. I then had to report back to her office the next morning to let her know how I made it through the last 24 hours.
I left her office that day in tears! First, she ripped into me (it felt like) for gaining 23 pounds from day one to now. She kept telling me how I was all baby and that Isabella is doing great in there, but basically, I need to slow down the weight gain. Yeah, my belly's not small right now, but it's tight as a basketball and there's no fat on it. What am I supposed to do? Stop feeding my baby?? Scott explained to her that he watches me eat all the time and knows for a fact that I eat tons of veggies, fruit and fiber. How on earth could I have gained all this weight? Hello??? I'm growing a human being and she's not a small one!! I've spoken to all of my friends that have birthed children and they all say that 23 pounds is nothing compared to what they gained. Why was she giving me such a hard time? I'm 5'6". Whatever. I'm not going to feel bad about feeding my baby. Needless to say, she can kiss my tush.
We went backthe next day and I was much better. She commenced the mashing on my belly and the pain was not nearly as bad, but just uncomfortable. She went ahead and scheduled my glucose testing for May 17th and my next ultrasound for May 24th. Isabella, we discovered, has some fluid on her kidneys, but apparently a lot of babies do and it goes away before they're even born. The doctor believes that she's not emptying her bladder all the way, for some reason, so it's causing the fluid to go back up into her abdominal cavity and after a while, it just hangs around the kidneys for some reason. This ultrasound is to make sure that the fluid is disappearing and not growing in amount. Either way, I just want to make sure that my baby is healthy and happy.
On another note, I've got quite the kicker growing in my belly! She seems to be under the impression that my poor little organs that are supplying her with what she needs are her toys and that she can kick them around. This child's favorite time to play is between the hours of 4 am and 7 am and she doesn't stop there. She waits until I'm in the middle of talking to a customer in my office and she gives it all she's got and gives me a swift good kick in the ribs or the bladder. Nice. "So tell me, would a one story work Aaaaaaaaaahhh!!" Awesome. They just giggle because at this point they've figure out that I just got kicked pretty hard!! At least I know she's healthy!
A few weeks ago, Scott surprised me with tickets to James Taylor in the Woodlands. He knew that I had wanted to go for a while, but because he works by himself on Fridays and his partner is off, there was no way he could get off work. Well, he apparently switched some days around with his partner and was able to take Izzy and me. Let me just tell you that every morning, I sing along to James Taylor songs to Izzy because absolutely loves to listen to him sing. She went crazy with the dancing and swaying at the concert and the best part of it was I got to meet up with my sweet friend Farrah from middle and high school. We got me meet her hubby, two kids, and even the nugget she too is growing in her belly!! It was so much fun! It definitely made me realize how much fun family events can be with friends! I'm looking forward to many more!!
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