She's here!

Knytet has arrived and it's a girl. After a rather lengthy delivery she was born on 19 September. She was breathing a bit too fast and had to spend her first day and a half at the neonatal unit. Then we got to bring her over to where we were staying at the materinty ward. We just got home today and are eager to start figuring things out for ourselves, to start this new phase of our lives. Parenting.






I'm the mother of this beautiful creature! :-)

keah

Nightly adventures

With the EDD coming up I have some trouble sleeping through the night. For the longest time I didn't have to get up to go to the loo, but I did have to turn over in bed and lie on the other side (lying on my back hasn't been possible for quite some time, it feels like I don't get enough air). Now it's both these things that are waking me up.
To make things a little easier the husband and I decided to switch sides in bed so that I can sleep closer to the door and hallway (where the loo is). Last night was the first night with this new arrangement. We fell asleep alright even though it felt a bit strange to suddenly have him on the other side of me than what's been the case for the past 13 years... I expected of course that I'd have to get up at around 3 or so but I couldn't really imagine the abrupt awakening.

I was dreaming that I was up in the mountains somewhere hiking as a part of a group activity. I was in a group leading position and had gone ahead to find and prepare a good site for resting. I spotted a few snakes lying on some rocks in the sun and poked at them with a stick to get them to move since I thought the site was otherwise just perfect for our group. With that taken care of I strolled off and failed to see another snake that got so disturbed by my presence that it lunged out at me. Startled I threw myself to the side and escaped the bite. Dreams can be quite vivid at times and this one of course was, which is why I found myself waking up on the floor, having hurled myself out of the bed to get away from the snake! All I could do once the shock from the dream had passed was of course to laugh about it. The sight of a heavily pregnant woman fearing for her life and hurling herself to the side only to land on the floor beside the bed would have to be just striking.

:-D

keah

Friday the 13th and 13 workdays to go

YES! I'm really counting down to when I leave work. Even though EDD is 23 September (and since first time mothers often go a little longer it might even go until October before this baby decides to show up) I'm really really happy that I decided to not work any longer than until the end of August. I'm really tired and sore and as usual my job is insanely stressful in the summer. It never lets up even though most other parts of the company get a bit of down time during summer.

I'm actually more sore than I anticipated and with the summer heat I turn into this whining monster (well, monster-ish, and mostly rather friendly still) who would rather be somewhere a bit more winterish right now.

I try to stay in good spirits and focus on preparing for meeting our child in the not too distant future, but it's hard. It still feels somewhat unreal to look at my big belly in the mirror and realise that is my own reflection I'm seeing.

*looking forward to meeting Knytet*

keah

The one about being pregnant, week 22

Time is slowly ticking along, belly is really growing now and I'm enjoying it more than I could ever imagine. Knytet (the Bundle) is moving lots and I can both see and feel it. It looks really funny when you see something poking around under your skin. *alien* ;-)

I'm feeling fine, mostly, and sometimes get a little fed up with people constantly asking me how I'm doing. I do realise that it's out of concern (and a bit of curiosity I'm sure), but when you get the question every single day it's a little tiring and I don't really know what to say. I don't feel like talking about my health and the state of my body that much more just because I'm pregnant, but how do you tell people that without being rude?

Another thing I've noticed is that people keep telling me how I'm now eating for two and in that implying that it's ok to have an extra serving while pregnant. Seeing as I've never really had any problems with either food, my weight or body image I'm a little surprised that I react at all, but I get annoyed about this for some reason. My comeback to this comment is that I eat when I'm hungry and I don't care how many people it's for. Period.

At the moment we've started refurbishing part of the kitchen. We're getting a new freezer and fridge and building new cabinets to go on top of them and also a new broom cabinet. It's a lot of work, but I'm so happy we finally got it rolling. I'm really positive about it taking much less time than when we did the spare room. *grins* That shouldn't be too hard I think. That said, when we moved in almost three years ago we had visions for a lot more change than what we have now achieved. Now however we're most likely looking at moving within the next 18 months given that we think we'll need more space with a toddler and also because we want to be on the ground floor rather than three flights of stairs up. We like our flat, but our needs are clearly changing so we have to accommodate for that.

Interesting times... Life changing even.

:-)

keah