Kissa-wissa My Precious Naughty Brady

These are pictures of my baby. Her name is Kissa. She's a bit bigger now since these pics are a month old. She eats real good and is growing like a weed! But, like I said, she's my baby and has helped me not be all upset about wanting the baby inside of me to hurry up and come out. Kissa's name means "cat" in Finnish. It's a family tradition to name your cat "cat" in other languages. It fits her. She's such a cutie. She's currently recuperating from major surgery. She got declawed and spayed a couple days ago and isn't her usual rambunctious self. That's ok though. She's just being cute and sleepy and all drugged up.

Quick update for yesterday

I went to the doctor and I do NOT have preeclampsia. No protein in the urine. Nothing. I'm grateful for that. But this pregnancy is starting to rack up on the false alarms! At least all's well that ends well, right?

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I am having "one of those days." When I went to the doctor on Tuesday they found that I have some protein in my urine, so now they are worried that I am developing preeclampsia. Urg. My blood pressure was the same as always though and I haven't had any headaches. I've got major swelling going on. Especially in my poor legs and feet. So, now I have to go back in for more tests on Friday, even though I've already got a scheduled appointment early next week. *sigh* Ashlynn, can't you just come out already?

I decided a couple days ago that my house is definitely NOT in order and that I had to get it into ship shape before the arrival of this child. I'm not supposed to be on my feet much, but yesterday I totally ignored that and I'm glad. My house looks incredible! I'm not completely done with the upstairs, but it's good enough that I'd be fine going into labor right now. Actually, I'd really like that.

I don't wanna wait anymore! *whine, whine*

So, anyways, hope I don't have preeclampsia. It's just all bothersome and worrysome stuff and there is nothing you can do about it anyways except have the baby. So, why do they want me to lay around when being active could help get labor started. I'm measuring 38. Big enough, right?

Oh, and an update on the beloved husband since, so far, all I ever talk about is myself. *laugh* Anthony is busy with the political season at work, and he's almost going full time at school too. But, he's juggling it all very skillfully and I'm very impressed. He still finds time to help me out and never complains when I ask him to get something for me because I just don't want to climb the stairs. He's excited to be a dad and asks me several times a day how I'm doing and if I've had any contractions. I'm not the only one ready for the grand finale! :) He's also losing weight because he got all healthy and started running and eating better this past summer. He's looking GOOD!

That's all for now. Time for a nap.

Pregnancy....is not alwayz pretty. :)

People have asked me (a lot) if I've had any weird or particular cravings. When I first got pregnant (before the nasty sickness set in) I wanted meat. LOTS of meat! I became a carnivore! Then I got sick and nothing was my friend except Jamba Juice. Once I got into my 2nd trimester I didn't have anything that felt like a craving. I just simply had to have cereal and fruit everyday to be happy. I still do. Especially the fruit part. I ate a lot of salad too. Now I just like to eat everything! Though, I have no idea where my stomach is at this point, but it's not feeling too roomy anymore!

I remember hearing about women who craved stuff like ice (not bad), clay, dirt, grass, crayons, and other weird things. And they'd eat it too!! That's the strangest part. I never thought that would ever happen to me. But all of a sudden in the last month the two things that smell so good, they are almost (note I did say almost) tempting are: cat food and dish detergant. I know! Bizarre! So, since my brain says, "no, you are absolutely NOT going to ingest those substances," I just enjoy feeding the cat and loading the dish washer a lot more because the smells are so pleasant. The whole heightened sense of smell thing has been a trial for me though. Everything smells stronger, and for the most part, BAD. Poor Anthony. :) I can't wait until I get my normal sense of smell back. Oh, and hamburgers are disgusting right now. *laugh*

Buttrest is BORING!!!

So, I decided that just because I'm confused with all the options and steps involved with this whole blog thing, doesn't mean I can't update the written part. At least I know how to do that! And it's not like I've got any recent pics to post anyways. I really need to get some preggo pictures snapped before it's too late and the baby is here already!

Anyways, the reason for my title: Two weekends ago I had contractions all day. Nothing serious or really painful, but more than six in an hour sometimes. My doctor wasn't on call. Another one was and she suggested I take it easy, drink lots of water and if that didn't change anything I should go to the hospital and get checked. I wasn't the best listener because I had sooooo many errands to run that day. And of course, silly girl that I am, I decided at 11:30 pm that it was better to be safe than sorry and go to the hospital. After all, this was the first time I'd ever felt a contraction! So, Anthony drove me over there and we were there for HOURS!!!!

They did a lot of tests and sure enough I was having many contractions (but not even close to hard). They didn't want to let me go until the contractions were stopped because I was only (supposedly) 34 weeks along. They gave me a whole bunch of trebutaline (NASTY STUFF) and that did the trick. The contractions stopped completely. Tony and I didn't get home till almost 5 am. Not doing that again! One thing I learned, it hurts more than anything to get your cervix checked! YOWZERS!!!

I saw MY doctor two days after that and he said, just keep the baby in for two more weeks and then it's all good. So, I'm basically on buttrest. Not bedrest, but I just have to be a blob. Pretty easy for me. No, actually it isn't. Being lazy is only fun for half the day. Then I get bored. :)

Doctor Zimmer gave a me a little list of stuff to do and not do and told me that I didn't need to go into the hospital until the contractions were actually stop-you-in-your-tracks painful or if my water broke. At least I know now. Wish I could've just talked to him on that Saturday! Would've saved me a trip to the hospital. He's so cool, laid back, and down to earth. Plus, he was my mom's ob-gyn and delivered several of my siblings, so he's been doing this whole baby thing for a while now! :)

My sister-in-law is throwing me a shower this weekend. I just have to make it to that or she'll kill me! And if you are reading this and wondering where your invite is, just ask me for the details because you're totally invited. It's in Bonney Lake at 3pm. :)

Am I forgetting anything? I'm totally nervous about labor and having to go through all the pain. But, at the same time, I really want to get this over with. I feel like my body is being rented by this little creature and it's about time for her to move out!

Oh! I think they've got my due date all wrong. Dr. Zimmer said she's been measuring two weeks bigger than where she's supposedly at for a while now. That means that I'm actually 37 weeks, not 35. That's good! I just want her lungs to be all ready to use when she comes out. I'm not hoping for a huge baby. I think it'd be easier to squeeze out something smallish and then fatten her up once she's out.

And just in case y'all didn't know, her name is Ashlynn Elizabeth Brady. Unless she gets here and really doesn't look like an Ashlynn. Then we'll be back at square one. And I'm really hoping it's truly a girl like they said. If not, he'll be wearing a LOT of pink!!!