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Yesterday’s little adventure.

Over the last few weeks, Baby has established a fairly consistent pattern of movement:

- Start kicking me in the crotch 15 minutes before my alarm goes off.

- Go back to sleep once I’m up making my morning smoothie and coffee.

- Get royally pissed off when I have my morning cup of coffee and browse the internet because my iPad is resting on its butt.  Kick wildly at iPad until I move it.

- Go back to sleep for shower and commute time.

- Wake up and happy dance when we eat our yogurt and berries at the office.

- Go back to sleep.

- Wake up and happy dance when we eat our mid-morning snack.  Lose shit if the mid-morning snack is cherries.

- Repeat cycle of sleeping and post-eating dancing for rest of day.

- Sleep during after-dinner couch time.

- Wake up and perform at least three tap dance routines once I crawl in bed for the night.

Monday night the baby was fairly quiet.  No ruckus at bedtime.  Yesterday morning nothing.  Nada.   I poked at the little foot that has resided under my belly button for a couple of weeks now.  Squished my belly.  Ate an entire desk drawer’s worth of snacks.  Chugged an icy Dr. Pepper.  Laid on my side.  Baby hadn’t moved or made a peep for the eight hours I had been awake.

When a pound and a half of cherries failed to garner any reaction, I really started to worry.  Part of me felt like I was just being crazy, but I couldn’t shake that nagging “what-if” feeling in the back of my mind.

I called my doctor, and she was similarly concerned about the sudden lack of movement.  She recommended that I come in for a “non-stress test,” which is quite possibly the most ironic name ever for a test designed to see if your baby is in distress.

Once in the exam room, I propped myself up on one elbow so they could hook me up to the fetal monitor.  As soon as I did, my stomach shook wildly, a little limb protruded, and this kid began to turn somersaults visible from the outside.

The nurse just started laughing.  She was so sweet and assured me that this happened all the time, and that she would rather see me come in once a week and have it be nothing than to blow it off and have it be something serious.

I spent the next 20 minutes with the monitor belt around my waist (let’s use the term “waist” incredibly loosely, ok?) while my child, who for the last nine hours had been completely unresponsive, showed off for the nurse.  As I watched its heart rate rapidly accelerate and then decrease (a good thing), I felt embarrassed, really neurotic, kind of silly and overwhelmingly relieved.  All is well.  I’m sure this won’t be the last time we embarrass each other in public.

This kid owes me twenty bucks for parking.

Filed under parenthood taking my anxieties and neurosis to new levels

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This has replaced coconut Talenti and coconut Outshine bars as my favorite coconut product. So, so good!

This has replaced coconut Talenti and coconut Outshine bars as my favorite coconut product. So, so good!

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Monday + / -

- Drinking the glucose test drink first thing this morning on an empty stomach.

+ Delicious breakfast sammy from Chicago Bagel Authority post- test.

- Having to have a second blood draw after the tech forgot she needed another vial for the CBC.

+ Comparing CBC numbers with my dad - his hemoglobin is now better than mine!  Yay parental health.

- Getting pulled over by a dick cop and getting a lecture about how “speeding while pregnant will hurt or maybe even kill your baby.”  I was going 45 in a 35. 

+ Putting on an Oscar-worthy performance of tears.

- Getting a speeding ticket and ticket for no proof of insurance (card does a LOT of good in M’s wallet) despite said performance.

+ Passing the glucose test!  Cookies for lunch!  Pasta for dinner!  Carbs til the wheels fall off!

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Anonymous asked: Do you plan on scaling back from work once the baby is born? Do you feel like your boss is supportive? What are you doing for childcare? Just asking because I may be in the same boat soon enough.

The pregnant anons are out in full force today!

These are complicated questions with no easy answers.  Being a mom sounds hard, and doing that job on top of my current job sometimes seems impossible.

I don’t necessarily plan on scaling back, per se, but I do fully intend to restructure my time.  This is going to mean some serious discipline when it comes to time management - not always my strong suit.  I’ll need to prioritize my team stuff for during the workdays so I can start leaving earlier, and spend evenings finishing solo tasks after the baby goes down.  Work on the train instead of staring off into space.  Take some time on the weekends to knock several smaller tasks off my to-do list.  That kind of thing.

Is my boss supportive?  In general, yes.  I’ve known him for about 10 years, and I’ve worked directly for him for almost 8, so we have a great working relationship and I feel like I can be candid with him.  We’ve talked a lot about what will happen when I come back to work, and he is working with some of the other higher ups to get some things in place to make it easier for me to work more flexibly and productively.  That said, he certainly hasn’t been taking it easy on me during my pregnancy.  He relies on me for a ton, has really high expectations, and I think he is still in denial that I’ll be taking a hiatus.  I joke with him that he is going through the stages of grief and that if he’s going to be stuck in denial, he’ll never get to the anger stage where he can openly be an asshole to me.

As for childcare, we have a spot secured at a great place about two blocks from M’s office.  We are still looking at possibly going the nanny route, at least for the first year, but that is still to be determined.

I have no illusions that going back to work is going to be easy, but so far I’ve found that having honest, frank discussions with the boss about expectations (on both sides) has made things go a lot more smoothly.

Also, if I can get on the Marissa Mayer conference call manicure plan, that would be super. 

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Anonymous asked: Hey! Only asking as anon bc I just found out I am pregnant! Any books or websites you found useful but not overwhelming? There is so much out there and a lot of it is terrifying!

Congrats!  How exciting!

Unsolicited advice for the earliest weeks?  Stay the hell off the internet, you will only worry about every. single. thing.  Take care of yourself.  Sleep a lot - the first trimester fatigue does not fuck around.  Don’t worry about whether people can tell you are pregnant (your little bitty bloat that you think is enormous and obvious is not even noticeable to other people).  Wear all your fitted regular clothes.  Get really good at fake drinking. Eat a giant turkey sandwich or sushi before your first doctor’s appointment and they tell you that you shouldn’t (my doc is really liberal with that stuff, but many aren’t).  Invest in a maternity pillow (I love my snoogle) before you actually need it.

As for your question, I found most books and websites to not be very helpful (looking at you, What To Expect While You’re Expecting). Websites are good for getting information on a specific question, but not much else.  Although, I will say that if you want to feel better about yourself, particularly if you’re feeling a bit crazy from the hormones, perusing the Babycenter boards are a good self esteem booster and highly entertaining.

The books I’ve found to be useful are:

Expecting Better.  Along the turkey sandwich/sushi lines, this book breaks down the relative risk factors for all those pregnancy “rules” you hear so much about, and the author encourages moms-to-be to weigh those risk factors against the potential consequences and their personal needs.  For example, the risk of listeria from lunch meat is actually really low (the last significant outbreaks were from cantaloupe, peaches and hummus, but you don’t hear of doctors telling you not to eat fruit), but the consequences can be really bad.  She just provides the information, and leaves it to you to decide for yourself, without the sanctimommy judgment.

Baby 411.  Newborns For Dummies.  If you’re a first time mom (and I’m guessing you are since you want to read books), this provides a really good overview of how babies work. 

Baby Bargains.  The authors rate every piece of equipment ever invented for babies - an all-inclusive Consumer Reports type thing.  The amount of shit babies need is crazy, and the amount of options in each category is even crazier.  It was nice to have the research for everything in one book for registering.

Mayo Guide To Pregnancy.  Clinical, but moderately useful.  Nothing you can’t look up online, but a friend gave this book to me.

Happiest Baby On The Block.  M read this first, and described the technique as “So, you wrap the baby up super tight, grab it by its head, shake it and shush as loud as you can in its face.”  The actual technique is a tamer version that will NOT get Child Protective Services called on you, but the gist is what he described.  Friends have sworn by it.  Apparently, there is also a video on You Tube that you can watch if you don’t want to read/buy the book.

Hope that helps!  All my best for a healthy & happy 40 weeks!

Any veteran moms want to chime in?

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The 3rd trimester.

Well, the 2nd trimester flew by, and all of a sudden here we are…3rd trimester…the home stretch.

It’s finally starting to hit me that in less than three months (80 days, to be exact), we are going to be parents.  I’ve had a very easy pregnancy physically, I didn’t feel regular movements until just a few weeks ago, and after everything we went through, I think I was also very emotionally guarded.  For much of my pregnancy, the baby has felt more like a concept, something that is going to happen eventually at some time in the future, that room we are decorating is just for fun, the tiny clothes hung for a tiny visitor who may or may not pop in, the bi-monthly doctor visits just more of the same.  Just in the last couple of weeks has the baby become active, the kicks palpable, the bump truly bumpish, the penguin-like walk established, the bladder squishing and pelvic aching real.  I finally feel pregnant, and this baby finally feels like ours.

Things like getting stuck at the office until 9:30 on a Friday have been the source of much anxiety and some sleepless nights.  I find myself wondering how the hell I am going to do this.  Is it possible to have a career, one that is most definitely not a 9-5 gig, AND be a good mom?  I’d like to think so, but I worry.  Am I going to have enough time with my kid?  Enough meaningful time?  How are we going to keep up with work obligations and the house and mundane life tasks like lawn care and dry cleaning pickup?  I mean, my husband is just one person and he’s got his own career.  We are already squeezing every minute out of every day.  How do people make this work without an army of people run their personal life?  Marissa Mayer I am not.  It’s easy to talk about shit like leaning in when you have a personal manicurist to come do your nails while you’re on a conference call. 

The more research I do on the birth and postpartum processes I do, the more terrified I become.

Names.  That’s a lot of pressure.  I don’t want to set this kid up for a life of failure or mocking or a horrible nickname.  I mean, it’s not like we can change our mind later if it doesn’t seem to work out.

On a less anxiety-ridden note, some of the clothes we have gotten are so teeny tiny that I can’t even believe a person will fit in them.  It’s kind of the cutest.

The other day I pushed a protruding baby foot back down into my belly, causing the peanut to roll over and kick me as hard as it could.  It was simultaneously the coolest and creepiest thing ever.

80 days to go.  In between the fears and anxieties and feeling like someone is pulling me apart like a wishbone, I am overwhelmed.  Overwhelmed that two will soon be three, at how loved this kid will be, at who he/she will be, at how much I am looking forward to finally meeting him/her.

Filed under baby love 3rd trimester

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Do not ask your children
to strive for extraordinary lives.
Such striving may seem admirable,
but it is the way of foolishness.
Help them instead to find the wonder
and the marvel of an ordinary life.
Show them the joy of tasting
tomatoes, apples and pears.
Show them how to cry
when pets and people die.
Show them the infinite pleasure
in the touch of a hand.
And make the ordinary come alive for them.
The extraordinary will take care of itself.
Make the Ordinary Come Alive, William Martin (via monkeychow)

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Things are starting to get real real.

A crib in the nursery | A shower invite in the mail.

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Got home from work at 10pm, requested pizza. Fortunately, M didn’t fuck up my burned cheese crust this time.

Got home from work at 10pm, requested pizza. Fortunately, M didn’t fuck up my burned cheese crust this time.