This one has been particularly nice.
First, the weather on Saturday and Sunday was gorgeous. We had the windows open; Justin barbecued. It was good stuff. Today it's raining, but I okay with that. I hope it stays that way this week, as middle schoolers plus too much sunshine equal not fun.
This weekend has been especially nice because it has been all about the three of us. We had no plans, no place to be, etc. Now, we weren't slackers. Getting the baby's room ready took up much of the weekend.
On Saturday, Justin cleaned out Emerson's room and rearranged her furniture to incorporate the desk. The desk also had to be cleaned out. All of this cleaning resulted in about five garbage bags worth of junk. Seriously, I don't know how three people produce so much crap.
I ordered a dresser online for Em, which makes me a little nervous. But we shall see when it arrives later this week. It came with good reviews, so I'm hopeful, but I've never ordered anything like this online so I am a little nervous.
On Sunday, Justin found the screws to the crib (whew!) and set that up. Amazingly, this took place with no audible swearing. (Justin swears he did under his breath, but I heard nothing, so I am good.) He also moved one dresser into the baby's room and attacked that bad boy with a sponge. I think it looks pretty good, but he still wants to paint it. Sigh.
While the room is still pretty bare (no decorations yet), I feel loads better about it. If our boy comes early, we will at least have things in place for him. This gives me comfort.
My shower is next weekend. My plan is to purchase decorations and related items next weekend, so that we can get those into place before our little guy is here. Luckily, that stuff is fun and relatively easy. Most of the stuff I like from Target is only online, but I may swing by Toys R Us. It's a little more expensive, but they had cute stuff too. We have chosen a jungle theme again, but this time we are going with darker colors--reds, browns, greens, blues. Luckily, there is a ton of jungle stuff to choose from. I am partial to elephants and monkeys. :)
Today is Valentine's Day, and our plans include making cookies with Em (pink of course) and hanging close to home. This will be my final holiday without sugar (thank goodness), and I am very happy that I have made it this far without going completely nuts. Right now I am battling some serious juice cravings, but at least I can see the light.
In addition to family time, I need to work on Advocacy lessons (the final for the year...whoo-hoo!). I also need to rest up so that I am focused this week. It is hugely important that I go to every one of my evaluatee's classrooms this week as soon as possible. I have done all their formal observations, but I need to get walk throughs done. If I am put on bed rest, I can easily write evaluations from home, but I need the data.
Well, I'm off to make a sugar (sigh) cookie dough. :)
Monday, February 14, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
35 Weeks!
According to some, I'm on my 35th week of pregnancy. There is still some disagreement about my due date, which really doesn't mean a whole lot. If I get to March 19th, which is my due date according to my numbers and my original doctor, they will induce me anyways because of my diabetes.
So I'm 34/35 weeks now, depending on who you ask, and I'm pretty excited (not too much because I am huge and tired.) At this point with Emerson, I was placed on bed rest. While I didn't exactly pass my stress test this Thursday with flying colors (the nurse got very quiet), I was not sent to labor and delivery. No bed rest for me and sea horse; at least, not yet.
I was feeling a little guilty last weekend because I overdid it on Saturday. First there was the birthday party, then I took Justin out for dinner. Dinner was lovely, and it was very nice to dress up and go out with Justin, just us grown-ups. That hasn't happened since the summer.
However, the night got long when we had to go pick up Em from her friend's. She was just too scared to sleep over at someone's house, and she needed to head back home. I knew it was a long shot to have her sleep at a friend's house at this age, but I thought we could at least try. Oh, well. We'll try again later.
So I started Sunday pretty tired, and then we headed to the store, which completely wiped me out. I had a ton of contractions all day, and I spent most of it in bed. I started to feel anxious about not being ready for the baby, so I sorted baby clothes to see what sizes I have and I updated my registry.
(By the way, the clothes are still on the floor of his room.) :)
Monday, however, I felt great and my non-stress test went really smoothly. Tuesday and Wednesday were both a blur, as we spent the week getting ready for my boss to leave on her vacation. I remember planning for February a couple months ago and thinking how far it seemed. It blows my mind that we are already here.
Thursday was a doozy. First, I got handed a project that needed to be cranked out quickly. Luckily, I enjoy working under the gun like that, but it kind of sent the rest of my day into a tail spin. Thursdays always feel crammed anyways because of my NST in the afternoon.
So by the time I got to my appointment, I knew my blood pressure was high and the contractions were pretty intense. This was the first time my nurse seemed to take them seriously. Luckily, my blood pressure went down after I relaxed a bit. However, the contractions kept coming. She seemed ready to send me to Labor and Delivery, but instead she sent me home with the directions to rest and pay attention to them.
Pay attention I did. I had about six an hour, but none took my breath away and eventually I had less. I never really stopped contracting all evening, but they slowed down to about four an hour. Amazingly, I slept through the night and I felt so much better on Friday.
Friday evening was a little rough, but I think I'm just getting used to (again) how uncomfortable the end of pregnancy is for me. Uncomfortable may be too harsh a word. It's just that I can't really get anything else done because of the contractions. They kind of take all my focus. With my first pregnancy, that was okay because it was the end of the school year, I had little work to do, and I did not have a four-year-old to take care of. Now, I feel immensely guilty that I can't devote the time I want to to my family and work. It's pretty frustrating.
This morning, around 4, I woke up contracting, which annoys me to no end. I get that at the end of a long work day, my body will respond to stress by contracting. But in the middle of the night. Um, no thank you.
Thankfully, I drank a glass of water, had my oh-so-cheerful husband rub my back, and I was able to go back to sleep.
I am hugely grateful that I have a three day weekend to spend with my family, getting the baby's room more ready, and working on projects for school. I really think having two back-to-back four-day work weeks will help me hang on at work until my boss gets back.
While I anxiously await the "big" day, I am simultaneously amazed how quickly this pregnancy has gone. I am so excited to meet my little boy and complete our family. I just have a couple things to do first. :)
So I'm 34/35 weeks now, depending on who you ask, and I'm pretty excited (not too much because I am huge and tired.) At this point with Emerson, I was placed on bed rest. While I didn't exactly pass my stress test this Thursday with flying colors (the nurse got very quiet), I was not sent to labor and delivery. No bed rest for me and sea horse; at least, not yet.
I was feeling a little guilty last weekend because I overdid it on Saturday. First there was the birthday party, then I took Justin out for dinner. Dinner was lovely, and it was very nice to dress up and go out with Justin, just us grown-ups. That hasn't happened since the summer.
However, the night got long when we had to go pick up Em from her friend's. She was just too scared to sleep over at someone's house, and she needed to head back home. I knew it was a long shot to have her sleep at a friend's house at this age, but I thought we could at least try. Oh, well. We'll try again later.
So I started Sunday pretty tired, and then we headed to the store, which completely wiped me out. I had a ton of contractions all day, and I spent most of it in bed. I started to feel anxious about not being ready for the baby, so I sorted baby clothes to see what sizes I have and I updated my registry.
(By the way, the clothes are still on the floor of his room.) :)
Monday, however, I felt great and my non-stress test went really smoothly. Tuesday and Wednesday were both a blur, as we spent the week getting ready for my boss to leave on her vacation. I remember planning for February a couple months ago and thinking how far it seemed. It blows my mind that we are already here.
Thursday was a doozy. First, I got handed a project that needed to be cranked out quickly. Luckily, I enjoy working under the gun like that, but it kind of sent the rest of my day into a tail spin. Thursdays always feel crammed anyways because of my NST in the afternoon.
So by the time I got to my appointment, I knew my blood pressure was high and the contractions were pretty intense. This was the first time my nurse seemed to take them seriously. Luckily, my blood pressure went down after I relaxed a bit. However, the contractions kept coming. She seemed ready to send me to Labor and Delivery, but instead she sent me home with the directions to rest and pay attention to them.
Pay attention I did. I had about six an hour, but none took my breath away and eventually I had less. I never really stopped contracting all evening, but they slowed down to about four an hour. Amazingly, I slept through the night and I felt so much better on Friday.
Friday evening was a little rough, but I think I'm just getting used to (again) how uncomfortable the end of pregnancy is for me. Uncomfortable may be too harsh a word. It's just that I can't really get anything else done because of the contractions. They kind of take all my focus. With my first pregnancy, that was okay because it was the end of the school year, I had little work to do, and I did not have a four-year-old to take care of. Now, I feel immensely guilty that I can't devote the time I want to to my family and work. It's pretty frustrating.
This morning, around 4, I woke up contracting, which annoys me to no end. I get that at the end of a long work day, my body will respond to stress by contracting. But in the middle of the night. Um, no thank you.
Thankfully, I drank a glass of water, had my oh-so-cheerful husband rub my back, and I was able to go back to sleep.
I am hugely grateful that I have a three day weekend to spend with my family, getting the baby's room more ready, and working on projects for school. I really think having two back-to-back four-day work weeks will help me hang on at work until my boss gets back.
While I anxiously await the "big" day, I am simultaneously amazed how quickly this pregnancy has gone. I am so excited to meet my little boy and complete our family. I just have a couple things to do first. :)
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Moving along
Slowly, yes, but we Moeckli's are moving closer to meeting our baby boy. I really just have one long (so long) check list in my head. I wish I was getting things done faster, and I basically live in a constant state of low-level anxiety because of all the work stuff I have to do. However, I feel myself entering that end-of-pregnancy numbness mindset. It's a nice place to be.
On the work front, it was a loooooong week. Monday took a lot out of me. My boss and I discussed my priorities for the rest of February and her expectations for my performance. I find it funny that the easiest, most straight forward part of my job--supervision--is the aspect that really wipes me out. We discussed how I would pull back on that part so that I can focus on what I really need to do, what only I can do--evaluations and Advocacy.
Monday I had a non-stress test. I was a little concerned because I had a lot of contractions during the day, but the test went fine. I headed to Target afterward, and it became very apparent that simple things like shopping on my own are just not simple anymore.
Tuesday and Wednesday went fine. I actually felt really good and my energy was relatively high. I spent a lot of time getting my second round of observations done. I have two more to do next week, and then I need to do walk-throughs once for each person. I'd like to start writing the evaluations up next week; luckily, they are much abbreviated than last time. I can't believe that I will actually finish up my second round of evaluations. I'm pretty sure I will cry when I do the last one. :)
Thursday was another quick day because of my NST test. It went quicker than the other two. These tests are beginning to feel rather routine and a little more than tiresome. I like getting confirmation that the boy is doing well, especially when I get to see an ultrasound, but I could really use the time to get work done. We're talking about missing out on two hours of crucial work time. It's a bit frustrating.
On Friday, my replacement administrator shadowed me for a day. I felt a little sheepish because I didn't have things completely prepared for him, but we had a good day. It was a little exhausting because for the first time this week I did my supervision to show Shack what my routine was and our procedures. It was a long day.
On the home front, we are celebrating Justin's birthday this weekend. Emerson and I went to target last night and got him a birthday present. She insisted on getting him a pillow pet, a dog to be exact. I'm not sure how thrilled he was about it, but she was very excited. To her, a pillow pet is the ultimate. :)
Last night, our brother-in-law Ben came from Redding and took Justin to see a movie. I went to bed--I'm dang exciting. Today I took Em to a birthday party, and tonight Justin and I are going out for dinner. To a restaurant. With cloth napkins. And no high chairs. And no children's menu. I hope he enjoys it. It may be awhile until we can do this again...a long while.
Emerson is sleeping over at a friend's house. I have my fingers crossed that everything goes well, and that she doesn't experience one of her delightful meltdowns (those have been happening at higher frequencies lately.) She seemed in good spirits when I left the party today. We shall see.
Tomorrow I will probably head into work. Sigh. I also would like to look at a dresser for Em, move the desk into her room, and get her dresser into the baby's room. The crib may have to wait because we have a screws situation. Meaning, we can't find the screws for the crib. So.Freaking.Annoying.
Next week will be the last before my principal goes on her vacation (anxiety level rising...), and it will be the last weekend before my family shower. I would like to get the room done next weekend, or at least looking somewhat like a baby room. :)
Again, we shall see. :)
On the work front, it was a loooooong week. Monday took a lot out of me. My boss and I discussed my priorities for the rest of February and her expectations for my performance. I find it funny that the easiest, most straight forward part of my job--supervision--is the aspect that really wipes me out. We discussed how I would pull back on that part so that I can focus on what I really need to do, what only I can do--evaluations and Advocacy.
Monday I had a non-stress test. I was a little concerned because I had a lot of contractions during the day, but the test went fine. I headed to Target afterward, and it became very apparent that simple things like shopping on my own are just not simple anymore.
Tuesday and Wednesday went fine. I actually felt really good and my energy was relatively high. I spent a lot of time getting my second round of observations done. I have two more to do next week, and then I need to do walk-throughs once for each person. I'd like to start writing the evaluations up next week; luckily, they are much abbreviated than last time. I can't believe that I will actually finish up my second round of evaluations. I'm pretty sure I will cry when I do the last one. :)
Thursday was another quick day because of my NST test. It went quicker than the other two. These tests are beginning to feel rather routine and a little more than tiresome. I like getting confirmation that the boy is doing well, especially when I get to see an ultrasound, but I could really use the time to get work done. We're talking about missing out on two hours of crucial work time. It's a bit frustrating.
On Friday, my replacement administrator shadowed me for a day. I felt a little sheepish because I didn't have things completely prepared for him, but we had a good day. It was a little exhausting because for the first time this week I did my supervision to show Shack what my routine was and our procedures. It was a long day.
On the home front, we are celebrating Justin's birthday this weekend. Emerson and I went to target last night and got him a birthday present. She insisted on getting him a pillow pet, a dog to be exact. I'm not sure how thrilled he was about it, but she was very excited. To her, a pillow pet is the ultimate. :)
Last night, our brother-in-law Ben came from Redding and took Justin to see a movie. I went to bed--I'm dang exciting. Today I took Em to a birthday party, and tonight Justin and I are going out for dinner. To a restaurant. With cloth napkins. And no high chairs. And no children's menu. I hope he enjoys it. It may be awhile until we can do this again...a long while.
Emerson is sleeping over at a friend's house. I have my fingers crossed that everything goes well, and that she doesn't experience one of her delightful meltdowns (those have been happening at higher frequencies lately.) She seemed in good spirits when I left the party today. We shall see.
Tomorrow I will probably head into work. Sigh. I also would like to look at a dresser for Em, move the desk into her room, and get her dresser into the baby's room. The crib may have to wait because we have a screws situation. Meaning, we can't find the screws for the crib. So.Freaking.Annoying.
Next week will be the last before my principal goes on her vacation (anxiety level rising...), and it will be the last weekend before my family shower. I would like to get the room done next weekend, or at least looking somewhat like a baby room. :)
Again, we shall see. :)
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