Wow, week 25 has come and gone now. This pregnancy has felt like it is progressing so slowly but when I write another journal entry I am surprised to see that another week has already passed. I think that this week has been more about preparing for the birth and arrival of the baby more than any other week so far. It's really exciting but there still is a lot of time left before our son arrives.
Sean's birthday party was on Saturday night. It was a very small occasion. There were only 10 adults and 2 kids (under the age of 2). It was a very mellow evening though. We spent the first couple of hours snacking on food and cake and then we played some board games. The kids went to bed between the food and games . . . well, one of the kids went to bed. Hannah kept hearing noise from the party, right below her room, and wouldn't sleep. She actually stayed up till 1:30 am that night. She finally crawled into the lap of one of the guests, laid down and was out. Sean and I were up till 3:00 am. Needless to say, we all slept in the next morning.
Sunday evening we were supposed to have a family dinner at Sean's dad and step-mother's house. It was canceled because of impending bad weather that never really came. The event is rescheduled for this coming Sunday. I don't think anyone in our house minded though. We all spent the day in our pajamas and went to bed early.
Tuesday morning I had my Glucose Tolerance Test (GTT). My appointment was at 7:30 am. I never get up that early but I wanted to get the test done and over with and it allowed me to have Sean stay home with Hannah in the morning so I didn't have to get a sitter. I'm not exactly sure how it works or what any of the medical terms are but the GTT checks for Gestational Diabetes. At my OB's office they scheduled me for the GTT and an appointment with the nurse. When I got there I had to drink glucose solution. It was kind of like orange soda but it was a little bit flat and kind of watery. It was sweet but it didn't have that syrupy sweetness that soda has. In all it was pretty gross. An hour after drinking the glucose solution they draw blood and I'm free to go. My OB's office recommends eating a regular breakfast or lunch before the test and I'm not allowed to eat or drink anything, even water, until after my blood has been drawn. I should know by Friday is there is a problem with the results.
When I was pregnant with Hannah I had a regular breakfast which consisted of a sugary cereal and a tall glass of orange juice. I failed the GTT and had to go back for a 3 hour fasting GTT at another time. When I went in this time I decided not to eat anything and to drink a large glass of water first to give me a better chance of passing. I'm not sure if it will actually do anything to give me a better result but the 3 hour test is such a pain that I REALLY don't want to go through that again.
After drinking the glucose solution I met with the nurse. She didn't examine me or anything but she asked the usual how are you doing questions. I gained 6 pounds since my last appointment. I blame it on Girl Scout cookies that were delivered this weekend. By Tuesday morning I had already eaten a whole box of Tagalongs. This is the first appointment I've had that I have not stayed the same or lost weight so the gain isn't a big deal. I'm still down 4 pounds from my pre-pregnancy weight and the nurse was very pleased. We talked about registering for classes. She recommended that Sean and I take an Infant/Child CPR class. We both took CPR in high school but haven't had any classes since, not even when I was pregnant with Hannah. So we are definitely overdue for one. I also got the pre-registration paperwork for the hospital. There are just a couple of forms to fill out with insurance and next of kin type information. It's nothing major but it's really a big milestone in this pregnancy. It makes everything seem so real.
We also discussed bottle and breastfeeding and post-partum depression. After Hannah was born I think I had some PPD. I wasn't able to see it at the time but I felt so out of control. Nursing wasn't going well. Hannah was almost starved into the hospital and I felt like a failure as a mother. I cried all the time and I didn't know what to do. Sean was worried out of his mind, begging me to call or see someone but I didn't know where to turn. When we left the hospital I had so many brochures and papers and resource numbers. I just picked a number and dialed. After talking to someone at our hospital's Parenting Program and talking to Hannah's pediatrician I stopped nursing and went strictly to pumping. I was able to sleep more and stop feeling guilty about "almost killing my kid," because that's what it was in my mind. So at my appointment I talked to the nurse about that and she told me that if I feel like that again this time that I should call the office and make an appointment and from there they can refer me or get me meds or counseling, whatever I need for short or long term help.
Thinking back on things, I have one recommendation to make. Before you deliver make sure you get a phone number and information about where to go or who to call if you get overwhelmed or think you may be going through some post-partum depression. I thought for sure that I would be okay and had nothing to worry about. I've always been emotional but I cry a little and then am fine. I knew that I would have Sean to help me and he was taking time off to be here and help me out. Sean's family was near by and had offered to help with meals and anything else we needed. And my mom was always happy to get a call from me, even when she was at work. Even with all the people and help I still didn't feel like I could talk to them. Sean was just as overwhelmed as I was and he didn't know what to do either. Sean's family was completely annoying to me at the time and no matter how kind and helpful they were or tried to be... I just couldn't go to them. My mom, although loving and sympathetic, couldn't give me any help either. I guess that's part of depression, feeling alone and helpless. I ended up being okay because I found a number and called it. But I imagine how much better I could have been and how many fewer regrets I'd have if I had gotten the right phone number before delivering Hannah and called as soon as I knew I was having a problem rather than waiting till Hannah was almost 2 weeks old.
On Tuesday, after my appointment, Hannah and I went out shopping. We went to Babies R Us and bought several things. I am still so excited about our shipping trip. We got a super cool play mat for the baby, the new Fisher Price Rainforest tummy time mat. I had always wished I'd splurged and spent the money on it for Hannah so I made sure that I got one this time around. I also got a Hip Hammock on clearance from $50 to $20. It's a carrier for an older baby, between 15 and 35 pounds. I wasn't sure I wanted to get a carrier for an older baby but it will allow me to carry Hannah and let the new baby ride in the stroller or shopping cart. For $20 I couldn't pass it up and if it doesn't work out I can always e-Bay it. I got a few other odds and ends... an Easter sweater for Hannah and some sippy cups. I also made a baby registry. Part of me feels a little selfish for making a registry, especially since people were so generous with gifts when we had Hannah. I certainly don't expect anyone to buy us anything but if someone wants to buy something at least they'll know what we need. And I got a $5 off coupon for creating a registry.
We also went to the mall on Tuesday. I still cannot find a bathing suit. The stores have a lot more summer maternity items out and I tried on a few bathing suits but they have terrible support in the bust. I think I am going to have to get a non-maternity tankini and just let my belly pop out of it. My old suit is no longer an option; it got ruined while we were on vacation, and I need to get back into the water to do my physical therapy.
This weekend I am going to the Baby Expo with a friend. I had been wanting to go and when I was at Babies R Us they had free tickets so I picked up a pair. Sean is relieved I'm not making him go with me. The friend I am taking is someone Sean has known since high school. She and her husband are the couple we spend most of our time with. They have been trying to get pregnant for almost a year now but haven't had any success yet. I'm looking forward to getting out and having some girlfriend time without the husbands. Other than that I think next week is going to be pretty quiet.