Amber and Aaron

Amber and Aaron

The Fun We've Already Had...

  • Graham Tomas born July 31 at 5:04 P.M. weighing 8 lbs, 12 oz.
  • December 2, 2011: PREGNANT!!!
  • Paisley Kate arrived August 21 at 5:38 P.M. weighing 7 lbs, 9 oz
  • DUE DATE: August 25, 2010!!!
  • Dec. 14, 2009- PREGNANT!!!
  • Oct. 07,2009- Had elective D&C.
  • Sept 28, 2009- No embryo on ultrasound. :(
  • Sept 15th, 2009- We found out we're PREGNANT!!!
  • Sept '09- Aaron had varicocele repair.
  • July '09- IUI #1 with HCG shot= No such luck
  • April '09- Ovarian drilling surgery, followed by hospitalization for uterine infection
  • Jan-Mar '09- metformin + 3 rounds of clomid= no ovulation
  • Dec. 11, 2008- Hysterosalpingogram (Fancy word for shooting dye through the ovaries. OUCH)
  • Nov '08- Sent to RE. Tried metformin alone for two months (No ovulation)
  • Oct '08- Diagnosed with PCOS based on amenorrhea and crazy hormone levels.
  • June '08- Aaron convinced me to start trying.
  • June '04- Got Hitched!

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

32 weeks

The countdown to popping this baby out is really hitting home recently. I'm due in less than 8 weeks, but I'll be full-term in under 5! With every passing week, I feel a greater amount of relief that my baby will be born healthy. I also feel a little more anxiety about being a mom, sadness about the baby not being in my tummy anymore, and eagerness to meet the little tater tot.

I still feel pretty good. The fatigue got better this week, so I'm not sure I wasn't a little under the weather last week. I'm sleeping better right now, mainly because I'm taking a stronger reflux med now. Thank you protonix!!! My esophagus is appreciative of the milder environment and I can actually eat food with spice again!

Here's what the abs are up to at this point:

I can't believe that this grows so much every week still!
Three of our good friends threw us a shower on Sunday, which was so much fun! It was co-ed, which was great since we have so many guy friends that I wanted to be included. We played the toilet paper around the stomach game and I couldn't believe how large most everyone thought I was. Almost everyone took way too much toilet paper, including my husband who took enough to wrap me up like a mummy...
These are my 3 hostesses. Mendy (far left) graduated vet school with Aaron and has been his best friend for 8 years now. They were study buddies all through school and she's the only person he ever talks to on the phone. Why couldn't he pick an ugly friend? Emily (middle) went to undergrad with us at OSU and she and her husband have been our best friends for a LONG time. They're our travel companions. Her husband also went to vet school with Aaron. The far right is Sarah, and she has been my best friend for 24 years. We met in kindergarden and have been close ever since. (Looks like I only like blondes...)
The nursery has really come together wonderfully thanks to all of our amazing friends and family who have showered us with gifts! We love that room and I can't wait to bring little Gil home to see it.

Saturday, June 26, 2010

This Baby is Totally Turning me into a GIRL...

I've never been the type of girl to cry very easily. Love stories make me nauseated, sappy moments on TV cause my eyes to roll, and even weddings fail to make me emotional. Everyone said that I'd cry at our own wedding, which I totally did NOT. I had the most giant smile plastered to my face the whole day. It was a happy day, after all!

Some would even say I'm a little unsympathetic (namely, my mother who is the queen of feelings). I care about others, but if you're continuously belly-aching over something I think is ridiculous, I may tell you to suck it up. That's just my way. My friends know I'll be there for them and I love them to pieces, but don't go calling me if you want to be overly emotional. I just don't get it...

We now affectionately blame all of this on the extra testosterone that I have due to PCOS. But there has been a drastic change recently...

Baby Gil is creating a new person in me. I get very teary-eyed when I see anything to do with babies. Even hearing one cry in a store or restaurant evokes a different response from me now (no longer irritation). We went to see a good friend's new baby in the hospital last night, and I was overwhelmed by holding such a sweet miracle. My husband and I even stood glued to the nursery window staring lovingly at newborns that we didn't know. Security must not be that tight, or we surely would have been escorted out...

Point is: I can't believe how much I love this little person. I'd give my life for a baby I've never met, but yet I feel like I know SO well. This is the most important thing I've ever done and it has changed me to the core. Already, I feel like a better person. And Gil will be so loved.

I remember my mom always told me growing up that I'd never understand the love she has for me until I had a baby of my own. She's completely right. The love I have for the baby is unlike any other feeling I've ever even imagined. It's an all-encompassing, overwhelming, completely unselfish love. Now, don't go thinking I'm about to turn into the "typical" girl who loves a romance novel or cries at Hallmark commercials. Not gonna happen. I'm still me, just with a very soft spot for Baby Gil...

Thursday, June 24, 2010

My Head of Lettuce

I was telling Aaron that at 31 weeks, the baby is usually around 19 inches long and is the size of a head of lettuce. He seemed quite confused and mentioned that he's never seen a head of lettuce that long. He pondered on this for long enough to figure out that it's the size of the baby curled up in the womb.

Gil, mommy promises to never leave you unattended with daddy until you are old enough to call 911 on your own. And I will always do your growth charts...

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

31 weeks

Hello 31 weeks. You are officially kicking my butt. We've went from the pleasant feel-good feeling of the 2nd trimester to the exhausted state I'm currently in. I still prefer pregnancy over not being pregnant because the movement and my cute belly make it all worth it. But come on! This relationship has turned more towards the parasitic end of things...

I drag myself out of bed in the morning like I've only slept 20 minutes, quickly get ready, sing all the way to work to stay awake, force myself to "work", then drive home. I walk straight to the couch or bed where I sleep soundly for 2 hours until Aaron gets home, eat dinner, shower, and then go back to bed.

Working is getting hard. I rarely get to sit for any length of time. Seeing 20 patients a day keeps me up and on my feet. I have been lying down at lunch for about 30 minutes, but it's just not enough. Wound care is impossible because I can't get on and off the floor to remove and replace bandaging anymore. I have 6 more full-time weeks before leave and I'm not sure I can make it...


The baby has dropped lower this week which is putting more pressure in the pelvic area. I can breathe and eat better now though which is great. I started having Braxton-Hicks today though which gives me something else to worry myself about. "Are they too frequent?", "Is that one more painful?", "Is my cervix changing?" I don't want to be the paranoid girl, but it's easier said than done.

Baby is still happily kicking and pushing around in there, though I can tell the hotel is getting a little cramped. The hard kicks are a thing of the past... now it's more rolling body parts and the booty sticking out.

Things are going great though and if I could just stop feeling like I have downed a bottle of benadryl with a glass of warm milk after swimming all day in the sun, followed by eating tons of mexican food and turkey, listening to lullabies, and counting sheep...

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Shower and Nursery Pictures

Our shower yesterday was a huge success and we had a great time. We had about 50 people come which was an incredible turnout! It was so nice to see so many faces that I haven't seen in way too long. We had both families and lots of friends there. I can't even tell you how much it meant to us that so many people wanted to help us welcome Little Gil into this world! This is a very lucky baby already...
Aaron has been the most incredible husband I ever could have asked for. He was so great during the infertility nonsense, and now he is such a loving and involved dad-to-be. So many people mentioned yesterday that they couldn't believe I drug him there. I think it's crazy because I couldn't have kept him from coming! It's OUR baby, not just mine and he should be there to celebrate. Just as he went to our wedding showers...
I'm just so fortunate to have him by my side to make parenting easier to manage since we will both be active in Gil's life (including diaper changes). And our child is so incredibly lucky to be getting a father like him. I never knew I could love Aaron more than I already did and somehow, this baby has made that happen.
The baby clothes are so shockingly tiny! I forget how little newborns are...


Aaron opened 1/2 of the gifts which made things move along smoothly. He was probably even more excited than me!


My best friend of 25 years, Sarah, wrote down all of the gifts for us which was incredibly helpful. I hope carpal tunnel didn't set in from all the writing!!!





All of the gifts before we started opening...


Our amazing cake. The lady who made our wedding cake did this one too (she's a family friend) and her cakes are delicious. She misspelled our last name, but I thought it was really funny and we didn't mention it to her!


We got home last night and after stopping to pick up some baby detergent, we unpacked all of the gifts, washed and folded the clothes and assembled some of the larger items. Thank you, Aaron, for working your tush off to get this all done in a matter of hours. Plus, thanks for getting us sno-cones! It kept Gil up half the night, but it was worth it!!! Here are some pictures of our nursery...

I love the shelving unit with the canvas totes in it. Also, the hostesses asked everyone to bring their favorite childhood book with them so we have a terrific collection of books to read to Gil.
Our cats pretty much think the nursery is the greatest room EVER so they've been hanging out in there a lot! Sutton even decided to try out the changing table. I'm going to wager a guess that changing the baby will be a whole lot easier than changing the "orange devil".

We are so EXCITED and feel like we've really accomplished so much in getting ready for this baby. We have a co-ed shower this weekend which will be lots of fun, and then we're going to be getting close to welcoming the most adorable baby on the planet!!!

Thursday, June 17, 2010

30 week scan!!!

We saw the high-risk specialist today for our 30 week growth scan. These visits always take about 2-3 hours with all the waiting, but it is SOOO worth it. First, the tech did her part of the ultrasound and Gil had his/her face buried into the wall of my uterus, so we couldn't get a good face shot. She did all the measurements which all looked perfect and even caught the baby taking "practice breaths" which she said is a great sign of a healthy baby.

The heartrate was 155 (highest it has been), baby is weighing in at a perfect 3 pounds, 6 ounces, and we are head down and ready to shoot through the birth canal in a painless and quick fashion.

After she finished her part, the doc came in who I absolutely love. He has the best bedside manner of anyone I've ever met. He checked all the essentials again: four-chamber heart, two kidneys, bladder, ventricles of the brain, etc. He even pointed out specific cardiac anatomy to me which I found fascinating! (I know I'm a science dork...)

But then he apparently became determined to get us a glimpse at that sweet little face because he worked my belly over in a series of not-so-pleasant maneuvers in order to get baby's face away from my uterus and smiling at the camera... I mean to tell you, this guy kneaded, pressed, pushed, shoved, and bullied my baby into a position that worked for the ultrasound.

It worked, and we even caught the baby yawning in this picture! It was the sweetest thing I've ever seen in my life. The picture kinda creeps me out to be quite honest, but to see it on the big screen monitor was breathtaking. Just pretend you can see the baby start and finish the yawn so it doesn't look so much like a goblin trying to frighten young children.
I thought this was a sweet one of the chubby little cheeks but my mischievious placenta makes it look like the top of the head is missing which also bothers me. I guess this is the reason that the ultrasound places tell you to do a 3D before 27-ish weeks. It's too tough after that...

Here's part of the crew that went with me today: me (with the shiny, round belly), Aaron, my best friends Emily and Sarah, Aaron's mom, and my mom is taking the picture. It's wonderful that Gil already has so many people who love him/her. We feel incredibly blessed (aka: "smothered") by all the attention that this little person gets! :)


Anyways, I just fell a little more irreversibly in love with this baby today. What a lucky girl I am to be picked to be this baby's momma. And it's really crazy that I'm actually thinking of myself as a mom... (not the minivan-driving, sweater vest-wearing, PTA-attending type though). Just a girl who is overwhelmed with love for a little perfect person.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

30 weeks

Hey followers- looks like we're 3/4 of the way there. And that brings with it such mixed emotions for me. I'm obviously ecstatic about meeting Gil and holding that sweet baby in my arms. We've got such an exciting new step ahead of us and we're anxious for that. However, I am such a fan of being pregnant. It's still easy, I still feel great, and I can't imagine it ending.

Gil decided that 2 a.m. was a great time to play today and I didn't mind at all. I just lay there for 30 minutes savoring every single movement, knowing that this won't last forever. And man, I'm going to miss it like crazy! My love for this baby grows so much every single day though and I can't wait to see what he or she looks like. (oh and if it's a boy or girl...)

Aaron and I celebrated our 6th anniversary on Saturday by spending the night in Stillwater where we went to college. We ate our favorite restaurants that we've been missing, swam in the majorly overchlorinated pool at the hotel, and took a wonderful walk around campus (partly in the rain).

The picture above is of our library (a place where I spent very little time, but walked by frequently.) And below is Aaron at Theta Pond feeding the geese and ducks.

This is me next to Theta Pond in the same spot where we got engaged in February of 2003.


And of course, the weekly belly shots! I feel like I had another major growth week this week. Luckily, my brave pink tank top showed back up...



Don't mind the disarray of my tank in this one, I had just woken up from a nap on the couch and apparently didn't bother fixing it before posing.


Yay for no stretch marks yet!!! I realize that I still have 10 weeks to get them, but I'm holding on to hope.

We have our first shower on Saturday given by both of our moms and an array of other hostesses. There have already been quite a few RSVP's so I'm thinking it's going to be a good turnout. We'll get to see lots of friends and family that we don't see very often, so I'm really looking forward to it. And Aaron can't wait to open the gifts! Plus, the lady who made our wedding cake is making my shower cake so I'm super pumped to load up on cake!!!





Saturday, June 12, 2010

Where to Park the Junk in the Trunk?

I need some advice from those who have researched this, really thought about it, or those who have already been there and know from experience.

Do we need a chair or glider in our nursery? We had decided to get a recliner because it would be the most comfortable for both me and my tall husband who can't fit in gliders. But now that I think about it, I plan on the baby sleeping in our room for 3 months. Then, I want to get the baby used to being laid down sleepy (but awake) in their bed.

With that plan, I don't really see the need for a chair at all. Except I guess if I wanted to feed them in there or read to them. In which case, maybe I do need a chair. But now we're back to where we started, do I need a glider or a recliner?

And keep in mind that I have a very involved husband who will do a good amount of caregiving. So I definitely want to make him comfortable too. ANY suggestions???

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

29 weeks

Hello 29 weeks. How in the world did I get here? Remember the early days when time was barely ticking by, I cried inconsolably for no other reason but fear, and we were praying to hear the heartbeat, then make it through the 1st trimester, then get to viability?

Of course I'm still scared to death and the thought of something going wrong at this point is heart-stoppingly painful. I was reminded of that this week when my OB told me I tested positive for group B strep. (We checked a vaginal culture early since I've got stupid discharge). For those who don't know, 20% of girls test positive for it and the big thing is that I will have to receive IV antibiotics during labor to reduce the risk of passing it on to my baby to 1 in 4,000.

Most of the time it causes no problems. But of course, one of the risks listed is possibility of stillbirth. That word stops me dead in my tracks. I can't even wrap my mind around something so terrible happening. And I know that the likelihood is that my baby will be fine. But I don't even like having a slightly increased risk. Let's face it, I'd do absolutely anything to ensure this baby's well-being. So, I know it will be fine, but I freaked out a bit!

My pink tank is M.I.A. at the moment and I can't blame it. I tried to put on the original striped tank top apparently thinking that somehow now it would fit again. Turns out, it still doesn't. In fact, it was fighting a losing battle to try to cover my belly and meet up with my shorts.I want to thank all of you for your kind comments on my last post. You all are too sweet!!! I really don't know what I would do without this incredible support system of amazing friends. I'm still feeling great and loving pregnancy. In fact, I'm sleeping the best ever, have more energy than before, and my heartburn is a little better. :)

I'm getting so excited to meet this little person that I have fallen so incredibly in love with. I just know that he or she is perfect already and that my life will soon be changed in such an amazing way!

Monday, June 7, 2010

Why are you even talking to me???

We've already established that people become socially retarded when it comes to pregnancy. But yet, I'm still continuously amazed at how insensitive and sometimes, even rude, people can be to an expectant mother.

1.) I don't want to hear your horror stories. There is a giant fetus growing inside of me that will have to find a way out. I am fully aware of what those 2 options are. And being that I am in the medical field, I know much too well all that can go wrong and for how long it can go wrong. So, please refrain from telling me about your 7 weeks you spent in labor without any meds, giving birth to a 12 pounder that left you with a huge tear and hemorrhoids. Guess what? I don't give a crap and that info will not help me.

2.) This is not a time where I am open to suggestions on the names we've chosen, how to decorate the nursery, whether or not to have a natural delivery, how long to breastfeed, when to start your child in pre-K, or what I should be eating. If I want your opinion, I'll ask.

3.) Let's not comment on my appearance unless you have something nice to say. It is not appropriate when someone isn't pregnant to comment on their weight, but somehow now it seems like a good time. When I'm crazy and hormonal, weighing more than I've ever weighed in my life. Luckily my self-confidence is at an all-time high, but certain people are wearing me out. I don't need to hear that you think I'm too small or too large (I get both), that my belly is huge, or that I'll never be the same again.

I actually had a co-worker tell me today that the skin on my neck is getting darker and my nose is spreading. Neither flaw has caught my attention, but apparently she's the authority on such matters. Explain to me what in the world would make you think that someone wants to hear that...

4.) I don't want to know my baby's gender until birth. While it is fun for people to make guesses, I am not looking for detailed reasons why you are sure that my baby is a certain gender. Most people are fine with this, but I have certain co-workers (notice a theme here) that love to talk non-stop about how they are sure my baby is one or the other. They are so convinced that they will only address my baby as that sex. There is a 50-50 chance either way. Stop trying to tell me you know!!!

Thanks for letting me get this off my chest. I'm about ready to start throwing punches if people don't start noticing that I'm avoiding them, replying with rude comments, or walking away when they're saying dumb things. Gotta go- I'm off to search for plastic surgeons to fix this giant nose and discolored skin. ;)

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Doctor's visit

I went in for my 2-week checkup today. My fundal height is measuring right on 28 weeks, cervix is still nice and closed, and the heartbeat is in the 140's. But I still have this stupid vaginal discharge!!! So, we did some more cultures and we'll see what pops up. She thinks it may be from wearing a wet swimsuit and swimming so much on our trip. Very possible considering I spent 6 hours straight in the pool one day and almost as long in the ocean on other days.

Oh, and I didn't gain any weight in the past 2 weeks according to her chart, so she wants to make sure I'm eating okay, which I am eating a TON! I think it's because I had gained so much all at once on the trip. And I'm up 18 pounds total so it's a good weight gain this far.

I see the high-risk 2 weeks from today for my growth scan to see how much baby we've got cookin' in there and I also see OB again that week. Things are getting busy, but exciting!!! If only this infection would clear up...

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

28 weeks

28 weeks...
I cannot imagine that I only have about 12 weeks to go. This is FLYING by. Where did my 2nd trimester even go? I think I may be getting the drowsiness of the 1st trimester back which is helping me sleep really well at night, but causing some awkward narcolepsy during the day. I feel great overall, and still LOVE being pregnant. I want to stop things right here for a while just to soak it in a little longer. That's what the belly looks like dressed these days. And I'm so proud of my tiny pink tank top for hanging in there, working so hard to keep the tummy covered for our pictures.


And now for the upclose shot on my naked belly after being coated in belly butter! I love it when it's shiny because it doesn't look real. Makes me feel like a movie star with a prosthetic belly on. :) That button of mine is still flat, but it's starting to show through clothes. It's going to look really awesome soon.

Aaron and I graduated from childbirth classes tonight, so apparently that means we're ready to deliver this baby when the time comes. Except that in the car, Aaron compared childbirth to squeezing a tater tot out of your nose. When I explained that it seemed easy in comparison to popping a watermelon out of your hoo-hah, he decided instead that it was like pushing a baby chick out of your nostril. Why everything has to come from the nasal cavity, I'm not sure. And I'm still going to vote for the childbirth being worse.
We got our crib put together this weekend and our dresser came in, so we have stuff in the nursery now!!! We're still waiting on our nightstand and combo unit to arrive. SO exciting!!! And the nursery was something I wanted to wait on as long as possible because we were so worried. But now we're actually doing it, which means we really think we're bringing home a baby. WOW.