This past week I had another doctor's appointment. Yay, I thought to myself as I entered the office. This was the day that I was going to find out if I was dilated. Of course I was also nervous about running into the sugar nazi. Luckily my appointment was with another doctor, one of my favorites. Before getting to see him I had to enter the dreaded bathroom where the scale lives. You know that stupid device that women hate because every time we step on it it seems to lie about how much we weigh. Well I was thrilled that the scale decided to tell the truth this time-I didn't gain any weight this week. Yes!
Upon entering the room I filled the nurse in on all of the symptoms that I had been having the past week. She gave me the response I was looking for which was I will have the doctor check you out. So that is exactly what he did. After all of the that I am pleased to report that I am a half a fingertip dilated and I am 50% effaced. Now I know it isn't much, but this is a milestone for me. I feel like I am on my way to having this little guy.
So I drilled the doctor as to when little Hickok would be arriving. Of course he couldn't give me that answer. So I went on to my next question which had to do with my other half, Johnny. John has to possibly travel to Virginia for the day on Monday, August 4th. I do not think he should go, but it is for work so I have to be a little understanding. I asked the doctor if he thinks John should go away on Monday considering it is getting closer to my due date. He didn't exactly give me the response I wanted. He told me to see how I felt over the weekend. I wanted him to say there is no way your husband should travel to Virginia let alone leave your side for the next two weeks, but he didn't. So my question to you is, do you think John should go to Virginia on Monday or stay close by ?
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Two Broken Noses
John and I have two dogs that we love to pieces. Well I love them to pieces. John realizes that they are dogs. He is very good to them, but I treat them like they are our children. For example, we have had a really hot summer and so I decided it would be a good idea if we bought Toby and Finn their very own pool. John and I have a pool so why shouldn't the dogs. At first John rolled his eyes at me which is something he does often because I tend to have some wacky ideas but he soon softened to the idea, made the trip to Toys R Us, and bought a pool. Finn loves the pool and couldn't be happier splashing in it on these hot summer days. Toby likes the pool but doesn't flop down in it like her little chocolate brother.
The only problem with the pool is that Finn wants to be in it all of the time and I only want him in it when I say so. It is a lot of work to dry off an 88 lb dog. To keep Finn from sneaking in the pool John leans the pool up against the house. Sometimes the pool slides back to the ground and collects rain puddles during these wonderful summer storms. This morning I caught my precious little pooch splashing away in the rain water that was in the pool. He didn't have our permission either so that made matters worse. I soon heard John out in the backyard scolding Finn for getting in the pool, but Finn didn't care. He strolled back to the deck without a care in the world wagging his tail.
Why am I sharing this and what does it have to do with Baby Hickok? Everything! Finn and Toby are like children to me. I realize they are dogs but I can't help myself from talking to them in strange weird voices, and I always refer to myself as their mommy.
Finn requires a lot of attention and I think that when the baby comes his nose will be broken. I don't anticipate that he will be mean, but I am thinking it will take some time for him to adjust to me using my baby voice for someone other than him. I am predicting that Toby will just stare at the baby and turn her head the other way as if to say, "This baby is not that big of a deal." Either way I am sure Finn and Toby will find their place and roles in our home or at least I hope they do.
The only problem with the pool is that Finn wants to be in it all of the time and I only want him in it when I say so. It is a lot of work to dry off an 88 lb dog. To keep Finn from sneaking in the pool John leans the pool up against the house. Sometimes the pool slides back to the ground and collects rain puddles during these wonderful summer storms. This morning I caught my precious little pooch splashing away in the rain water that was in the pool. He didn't have our permission either so that made matters worse. I soon heard John out in the backyard scolding Finn for getting in the pool, but Finn didn't care. He strolled back to the deck without a care in the world wagging his tail.
Why am I sharing this and what does it have to do with Baby Hickok? Everything! Finn and Toby are like children to me. I realize they are dogs but I can't help myself from talking to them in strange weird voices, and I always refer to myself as their mommy.
Finn requires a lot of attention and I think that when the baby comes his nose will be broken. I don't anticipate that he will be mean, but I am thinking it will take some time for him to adjust to me using my baby voice for someone other than him. I am predicting that Toby will just stare at the baby and turn her head the other way as if to say, "This baby is not that big of a deal." Either way I am sure Finn and Toby will find their place and roles in our home or at least I hope they do.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Baby Hickok Weighing In!
Today John and I headed off to our weekly doctor visit. Usually John doesn't go, but today was special because I was scheduled to have an ultrasound. When we got in the room the ultrasound tech asked me if I knew why I was having an ultrasound. I thought it was her job to know that info. Of course I didn't say that I just told her the doctor wants to check the baby's size. She informed me that we probably wouldn't be able to see much because at this point he is big-no kidding I thought. That is why I am here in the first place.
She flipped on the machine and began rolling the joystick thing around my stomach. It was hard to distinguish what we were looking at, but when she switched it to 3D his face became clear. He is so cute if I must say. He has really chubby cheeks and the cutest lips. I still think he looks like John. Of course he had his fingers in his mouth which is what he is usually doing with them when we have an ultarsound. He looked content in there almost like he has no intention of coming out anytime soon.
After she completed the measurements she said, "Well it looks like your going to have a big boy." According to the measurements he is 7lbs and 6oz but these ultrasound instruments are not always accurate so I hear.
My visit wasn't over with that. I still had to face the sugar nazi. For those of you who don't know who that is, it is my doctor. You can probably guess what she said when she arrived in the room. She reminded me to not eat sugar. I am not sure if she thinks I sit on the couch all day and eat Hershey kisses and bags of Skittles, but I humored her and smiled and said of course doctor no more sugar. Whatever!!
She still didn't bother to check to see if I was dilated so I have no idea how we are doing in that department, but I do have an appointment next week with a different doctor. I will be planting my feet in the stirrups and will refuse to leave until somebody tells me if I am dilated.
So we will see how things go next week. I will keep you posted.
She flipped on the machine and began rolling the joystick thing around my stomach. It was hard to distinguish what we were looking at, but when she switched it to 3D his face became clear. He is so cute if I must say. He has really chubby cheeks and the cutest lips. I still think he looks like John. Of course he had his fingers in his mouth which is what he is usually doing with them when we have an ultarsound. He looked content in there almost like he has no intention of coming out anytime soon.
After she completed the measurements she said, "Well it looks like your going to have a big boy." According to the measurements he is 7lbs and 6oz but these ultrasound instruments are not always accurate so I hear.
My visit wasn't over with that. I still had to face the sugar nazi. For those of you who don't know who that is, it is my doctor. You can probably guess what she said when she arrived in the room. She reminded me to not eat sugar. I am not sure if she thinks I sit on the couch all day and eat Hershey kisses and bags of Skittles, but I humored her and smiled and said of course doctor no more sugar. Whatever!!
She still didn't bother to check to see if I was dilated so I have no idea how we are doing in that department, but I do have an appointment next week with a different doctor. I will be planting my feet in the stirrups and will refuse to leave until somebody tells me if I am dilated.
So we will see how things go next week. I will keep you posted.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Big Boy On the Way! (or so they say)
Well I started my weekly doctor visits. Yay!! As I walked into the doctor's office I had my fingers and toes crossed that I would be at least 1 or 2 centimeters dilated. I went through the usual routine; pee in a cup, and stepped on the scale for the weigh in. The nurse was so sweet when I gasped at the fact that I gained 2 lbs this past week. She assured me that it was just water weight-yeah right I thought to myself. It wouldn't have anything to do with the bag of cheetos I ate yesterday and the fried dough with apples, but that was rare. I promise I don't usually eat like that.
When the doctor came in she asked me the routine questions and began feeling my big belly. She got this wierd look on her face and said, "Wow, your carrying a big boy!"And then began to ask a slew of questions speaking so fast I could barely answer them. Is this your first baby? Are you eating a lot of sugar? How tall are you? My explanantion to her was maybe there are 2 baby Hickoks in there and you guys just haven't found one of them yet. I have been experiencing a lot of rib pain. Maybe there is one tucked up in my rib cage. She assured me there was just one. As she helped me sit up she announced that she was going to schedule an ultrasound for next week because she thinks I am going to have a big baby. She is estimating that he is about 6 lbs now. So she preached to me for the next ten minutes about what foods I should stay away from for the remainder of my pregnancy. I assured her that of course I am eating healthy (minus the fried dough-but in fairness to me I was at the fair and you have to eat fried dough once a year) and I drink plenty of water-which I really do and that I don't eat that much sugar. Yes I do have my favorite ice cream once a week but what is that going to hurt? I think I have been pretty good this pregancy. Well, she told me that I was not allowed to have ice cream for the rest of my pregnancy. What she doesn't know won't hurt her.
Are you still wondering if I am at least 1 or 2 centimeters dilated? Well after all that she didn't even bother to check. So annoying!! So keep your fingers and toes crossed that when I go next week I will be dilated and hopefully she will check.
After I left the doctor's office I immediately called John and told him about my visit. He just laughed and assured me that he doesn't think my belly is "that" big. Has he seen me lately? He is a sweet guy. So next week we have the ultrasound to see how "big" our little Hickok is. I'll keep you posted.
When the doctor came in she asked me the routine questions and began feeling my big belly. She got this wierd look on her face and said, "Wow, your carrying a big boy!"And then began to ask a slew of questions speaking so fast I could barely answer them. Is this your first baby? Are you eating a lot of sugar? How tall are you? My explanantion to her was maybe there are 2 baby Hickoks in there and you guys just haven't found one of them yet. I have been experiencing a lot of rib pain. Maybe there is one tucked up in my rib cage. She assured me there was just one. As she helped me sit up she announced that she was going to schedule an ultrasound for next week because she thinks I am going to have a big baby. She is estimating that he is about 6 lbs now. So she preached to me for the next ten minutes about what foods I should stay away from for the remainder of my pregnancy. I assured her that of course I am eating healthy (minus the fried dough-but in fairness to me I was at the fair and you have to eat fried dough once a year) and I drink plenty of water-which I really do and that I don't eat that much sugar. Yes I do have my favorite ice cream once a week but what is that going to hurt? I think I have been pretty good this pregancy. Well, she told me that I was not allowed to have ice cream for the rest of my pregnancy. What she doesn't know won't hurt her.
Are you still wondering if I am at least 1 or 2 centimeters dilated? Well after all that she didn't even bother to check. So annoying!! So keep your fingers and toes crossed that when I go next week I will be dilated and hopefully she will check.
After I left the doctor's office I immediately called John and told him about my visit. He just laughed and assured me that he doesn't think my belly is "that" big. Has he seen me lately? He is a sweet guy. So next week we have the ultrasound to see how "big" our little Hickok is. I'll keep you posted.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
5 more weeks to go!!
Hello to everyone from the Hickok family. John started a blog for Baby Hickok awhile ago but he has been so busy that I decided I would continue with it. So much has happened since the last time he posted. As you can see from the title I only have 5 more weeks to go. That is a scary and exciting thought. I can't believe I will be a mom soon. I am looking forward to meeting our new addition.
As soon as I get a handle on this blog I will post some pictures. We have had some very exciting times in our household. In June I was blessed with having 2 showers. My first shower was given by my moms-my mom and my mother-in-law; it was at the Inn at Saratoga. We had a great time. The second was given to me by my friend Amy and it was at my house. Both showers were so much fun. Stay tuned for pictures.
John and I also took advantage of having the 3D/4D ultrasound. Wow, that was amazing! It was so neat to see the baby. Most of the time he was comfortable with his hands in his face therefore, we had 3 opportunties to see him using the 3D/4D ultrasound. The first time the pictures were the best. I will post some for you to view.
I am now going to the doctors every week. I am hoping that our little guy will not decide to delay his arrival. He is due on August 15th. I don't want to rush the summer but my belly is getting a little cramped. If you have seen me lately you know what I mean. People are quick to remind me how big I am. My comment is, "What do you expect? I am growing a baby!"
Although the summer has been hot I am not complaining. I love the summer months and wish they would hang around a lot longer. We have central air and a pool so that has kept the baby and I cool. I hope he likes the water as much as I do.
Well I will close for now. I plan on putting up some pictures so please feel free to visit. I'll let you know my progress week to week.
As soon as I get a handle on this blog I will post some pictures. We have had some very exciting times in our household. In June I was blessed with having 2 showers. My first shower was given by my moms-my mom and my mother-in-law; it was at the Inn at Saratoga. We had a great time. The second was given to me by my friend Amy and it was at my house. Both showers were so much fun. Stay tuned for pictures.
John and I also took advantage of having the 3D/4D ultrasound. Wow, that was amazing! It was so neat to see the baby. Most of the time he was comfortable with his hands in his face therefore, we had 3 opportunties to see him using the 3D/4D ultrasound. The first time the pictures were the best. I will post some for you to view.
I am now going to the doctors every week. I am hoping that our little guy will not decide to delay his arrival. He is due on August 15th. I don't want to rush the summer but my belly is getting a little cramped. If you have seen me lately you know what I mean. People are quick to remind me how big I am. My comment is, "What do you expect? I am growing a baby!"
Although the summer has been hot I am not complaining. I love the summer months and wish they would hang around a lot longer. We have central air and a pool so that has kept the baby and I cool. I hope he likes the water as much as I do.
Well I will close for now. I plan on putting up some pictures so please feel free to visit. I'll let you know my progress week to week.
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