Saturday, March 16, 2013

The One Day a Week

 It had been a Week since I'd gotten out of the house.  But I'd been feeling so crummy, I didn't want to do anything or go anywhere.  It was enough to bathe, or switch floors.  But that's about it.   I didn't mind, I was finishing watching all of the West Wing.  That last season was a doozy.
But I got out on the 15th, and Eric took me to the OB.  We're starting weekly BPPs, or BioPhysical Profiles.     What is that you ask?  Well, they scan the crap out of the baby to make sure he's doing ok.  Initially they said it would be an ultrasound, and a non-stress test (where they plug me in and watch me twitch for 1/2 hour), but the Baby was so accommodating that they decided they didn't need to to the non-stress test too.   They hooked me up to Ultrasound and watched him, counted his breath movements, made sure he was moving all his limbs, and then they measured him to guess his weight.

They pushed the button for us, so we could see the 3D versions of the ultrasounds.  He had his fist to his forehead, and wasn't too interested in moving it while we were taking pictures.  Any other time, he was moving like a maniac. 

Word Up! 

Now this is a picture of his face, we can see his nose and eyes. 

And sorry this one is a little crooked, but oh well.  He's got that fist in front of his face again, but you can see his chin and lips.  His mouth was open.  

Blessedly, nothing showed up in my urine, my BP was 120/80,  just right in the office.  Though I've been getting weird numbers at home.  But my doc says it's ok.  I'll take it, it's been so squirrely, we'll just Watch it.  She did say she wants me to start coming in Twice A Week beginning next week for BPPs, to keep a good eye on the baby.  Although we're booked for a c-section on May 3, neither of us think we're going to make it that long.  No current data leading in that direction, just I'm High Risk, High Maintenance, and feeling crummy, so it may be soon.  However, making it to 32 weeks is great.  Now we just keep Watching and Waiting.  37 weeks aka Full Term is our next big goal.  
Meanwhile the baby is doing great.  Of Course. Did I mention they estimated his weight at 4 pounds, 12 ounces?!  Oh yeah.  At the beginning of February, they estimated him at 3, 3 and Eric and were taking bets on how big he would be now, just over a full month later.    I guessed he'd hit 4 pounds.  Eric thought he'd be bigger 4 pounds, 3 ounces.  Oh no, we were both blown out of the water.  Now because Eric was closest without going over, our bet was he/she who won got to choose lunch.  
We had Sam with us for the appointment.  It was Sam's first time going to see an ultrasound.  He thought it was hysterical when to get the baby to move his other arm, the tech shook my giant belly.  He laughed, making all of us laugh, and begged her to do it again.  My giant belly shaking like Santa's really tickled him.  He also asked us why Baby J was Grey?  Then he was asking us what color he really was.  We told him, he looks like us, but he's in a bag of water.  But the pictures are in black and white,  since we're looking through my tummy.  Blessedly, he accepts these answers.  Chris was upset when I told him that I was going to have to do to the hospital to have a surgery to get the baby out.  He asked if they were going to use a knife?  He was worried.   I told him the Truth, that Yes, but just like he didn't feel his surgeries, I won't feel mine.  All true.  Poor kids, if their wives want to have an all natural childbirth, or are all strong and healthy, they won't have any idea what to do.  I guess the best I can say is for them to Be Flexible.  No birth plan is set in stone.  We've got to be flexible, things change, health changes, we can't get upset because it's not going to be the all natural underwater bath birth we always wanted.  
Eric had seen a billboard, for a place called Bagger Dave's with a picture of a giant cheeseburger.  That sounded very good to him.  It hadn't been open long, but was at 86th and Michigan, and Eric was in the mood to try a new cheeseburger as big as his head (or as big as our car).  So we went.  This place was really neat!  There were a couple TVs for watching basketball.  They had fancy macaroni and cheese which made Sam happy.  And there's a Train on a track up on the wall, that circles the restaurant, that Sam couldn't stop talking about, pointing at, and watching.  Very good to occupy the littles.  And they make their own sodas (and beers), and are from Michigan.  So we got a flight of sodas, and sampled them. They were Good!  Sam could only try the root beer, because of his Red 40 sensitivity, but we enjoyed them.  My favorite was the Black Cherry Creme.  It was Smooth!  They'll get you a float with it, and I would have been Very Interested, but of course, I didn't have room.  

Eric got a wicked awesome cheeseburger, with all kinds of strange and wonderful things in it:  special sauce, lettuce, cheese, sauteed onions and mushrooms, egg and fries.  I think it was called a Train Wreck.  It was really good.  But I haven't been in the mood for a lot of meat lately.  Is it a Lenten thing?  I don't know.  I just wanted a sandwich, not a cheeseburger as big as my head.  Though next time I do want one, I'm going to get That Burger Eric got because it was really good. I tried it and wanted to steal more bites.  

My sandwich was called the Hot Mess.  Dreadfully Appropriate for me, don't you think?  So I had to try it.  Actually, it was probably the 2nd best grilled cheese sandwich I have ever had in my life.  #1 of course is the Fair Oaks Farms one.  This one had cheddar, swiss, and mozzerella, along with diced onion, tomato and basil.  Bacon was an option, but not one I partook of.  It was Awesome.  I thought I wouldn't go for the tomato, but actually, when paired with the onion, basil and melty cheesy goodness, it was Amazing.  There was none left.  Eric was lucky I let him try one bite.  That was my kind of Hot Mess, I can go back for that.  I see us going there as a Family again when we're all healthy and whatnot.  It was really good.  Maybe we'll get beer when I can Drink again...though it's going to be a while for that too.  In the mean time, maybe I'll get one of those Black Cheery Floats next time.
But it was So Good to get out, feel the sun on my face.  And we made this One Day a week that I get to get out a really Good One!