Time Flies

Two things today reminded me how much time will fly between now and November. 

One was seeing that our hospital tour is scheduled for the end of this month.  (Already?)  I'm nervous and curious to see what this hospital is like.  I so wish I could go back and have Arielle at University Hospital in Augusta with Dr. Bartley.  I love you Dr. Bartley!!  I'm sure God will provide a good experience here for me.  I know some ladies who have had babies there and enjoyed their stay... but none of those were natural births.  We'll see what the atmosphere is like at the end of the month.

The other thing that made me realize how fast November is approaching is that another girl at church who is having her first baby in September is having her shower in just a couple of weeks.  (wonder if I'll have any showers this time...) 

July feels pretty far from November, especially in this heat, but it'll be here before I know it.

Arielle Genevieve

There you go. I've tortured you long enough.
heh heh

Doesn't it look especially pretty in that font? :)

Times Two

Am I going to be able to handle this face times two?

Summer Thirst Quencher

Virgin Sangria - this is what I'm bringing to a dinner party tonight where there will be wine for all the guests and nothing for the preggo guests... we can't let that happen.

What you need:

a large pitcher

a peach or two

an orange

a lemon

lemon juice

lime juice

a can of pineapple rings

a container of white grape juice

apple juice, or apple juice concentrate

a bottle of club soda

My cooking method (which carries over to my drink making... I should never be a bartender) is - throw some things together in proportions similar to the recipes you've been researching and hope it tastes ok.

With that in mind.  I poured the whole container of white grape juice in the pitcher, about 2 cups of apple juice, a half can of pineapples with the juice, one sliced peach, about 3 tablespoons both lemon and lime juice, one lemon (seeded and sliced), one orange (seeded, peeled, and sliced) and let it all marinate for several hours.

Serve over ice with about 1/3 to 1 ratio club soda to juice.

Enjoy and smile smugly while watching the wine-drinking non-pregnant go green with envy.

Yea!!

Creative title huh?

That pretty much sums up my excitement over having 

                          CHOSEN A NAME!!  YEA!!

I didn't want to pressure Chuck, but, well, I wanted to name our new girl NOW.  So I gently pressured him.  Gentle pressure isn't as bad as deep-tissue-massage pressure, or when the doctor says, "Your going to feel some pressure now" pressure.  Right?  I knew we were really close to deciding, so last night I just gave him the gentle-pressure puppy dog eyes to ask if he'd decided anything yet.  

I can't really give a good reason over why I've been so anxious to name her.  The process hasn't really been as fun this time.  I just want to be able to have a name to call her while I talk to her in my belly, a name to begin explaining to Eden who is in my belly and a name to announce to family and friends.  Like I said, I don't really have a good reason.

Remember how we had two first name choices and two middle name choices?  Remember how there was the possibility to use the first name choices as middle name choices also?  Well, that's exactly what happened and, although I really had tried to hold on tightly to my middle name choice, I couldn't be happier with our collaborative name.  We chose to use one of my favorite names as the first name and his favorite name as the middle name.

I'm so glad it worked out that way.  It just felt right when he offered the suggestion last night.  I had thought of that combination before, but didn't want to clutter things by saying it out loud.  I think we both just KNEW, which is what I had prayed for.  It was like the name came out of his mouth and fluttered right down to my belly, lit and settled perfectly right there, like it was hers, like it belonged.

YEA!!

What's In A Name?

Well, I personally think there's a whole lot.  

Unfortunately, that means it takes longer to be sure we make a good decision.  I think we're almost there.  We've narrowed it down to two first name options and two middle name options.  That's only four possible combinations... unless we open up the first names to be options as middle names too... which we haven't talked about, but maybe we should.

*sigh*

It's a good thing we've got a few more months to figure this out.

20 Weeks: Thoughts and Concerns

Just about halfway! ...depending on how many weeks she decides she needs to be in there. :)

Chuck found out how scheduling days off works for his Radiology residency, which he began yesterday. He should hopefully be able to work it out to have a couple of days off for the birth of our daughter. I'm sure they run into that request all the time. This seems to be baby-making age for sure.
I'm looking forward to Radiology residency. Four years of weekends off (except when he's on call), vacation days pretty much whenever you like as long as you apply the month before, holidays off and "regular" length work days. *BIG sigh* We made it through his internship year with nary a scratch. It wasn't a piece of cake, but it wasn't a piece crud either. He got a certificate on his last day. Where's mine?

We have yet to figure out who our go-to person or family will be to keep Eden the day (or night) we have to go to the hospital. We opened the subject for brainstorming between the two of us, but didn't come up with much. My closest friends from the UMC Spousal Alliance will be about to pop themselves and already have a kid each. Ideally, I would love for someone to come camp out at our house so that, if the hospital trip does happen in the wee hours of the morning, we wouldn't have to get Eden up and drive her somewhere unfamiliar. She could just keep sleeping and our "sitter" could camp out in the guest room.

My mom has offered to come help with the aftermath of bringing the second one home and Chuck's mom has also offered her assistance. I should be getting some meals from the Alliance and possibly from MOPS and/or bible study ladies. I'm sure we'll be well taken care of in the weeks following the birth, which is a very comforting thought.

We also talked the other day about trying to hold off longer this time before we go to the hospital. My biggest fear last time was that scary thing called transition. I didn't want to be in transition in the car. Chuck asked me if I was as concerned about that this time. My answer was no, but, really, I don't feel like I can recognize the stages of labor that much better even after going through it. I felt pretty much the same intensity for hours on end. We arrived at the hospital about 12 hours in, around the time that I wasn't comfortable standing on my own through contractions. 12 hours later, my labor was petering out to one contraction every 15 minutes and we were considering Pitocin. I got Pitocin about 3-4 hours after that, causing my contractions to start up again with a vengeance and even double peak for a while. I remember saying "I sure hope this is transition, because if it's not, I'm in trouble!" My OB said in a very non-reassuring way "It might be." I still don't know if it was because, later on, my Mom told me that at one point, when I was really having a tough time getting through the contractions, she noticed they had upped the Pitocin to a pretty high level.
So, yes, I had a pain-medication free birth, but not really natural. Not enough for me to be able to recognize this time when I'm getting close to transition. Oh well. I'm still not that concerned. I think we would be just fine having the baby at home. :) by accident...