1 day, 3 hours, 4 minutes old
Both Ali and Ashley have been thoroughly checked over by their respective doctors and given the go-ahead for discharge. There are a few shots left to give and one more form to be signed in the presence of the resident notary (saying I’m the daddy!) and then I believe we are ready for the longest drive of my life. I promise you’ll get more details once we get home and settled, but for now, here’s Ali’s first day of life in pictures (chronologically arranged).
8 hours, 11 minutes until birth
Well, we made it back home and contractions are stronger but about the same duration. Ashley is getting some well-deserved rest and I’ll try to join her soon. We’re expecting a long night so every little bit of sleep will help. More updates as they occur…
1 day, 14 hours, 52 minutes until birth
I am so in labor. It started at exactly 7:38pm last ngiht when I decided to began keeping track of the "cramping" I was having. For the next couple hours I had contraction every 8-10 minutes…but they were really short, like fifteen to thirty seconds. I slept from eleven or so until just after midnight, when I awoke and announced to Tony "I don’t think I’ll be getting much more sleep." From then the contractions seemed to space out but get longer and more intense. I played Tetris off and on for a few hours, had a snack, was pissed my internet wasn’t working, tried to lay down but my mind was racing, you know normal early labor stuff. I finally fell asleep again around four and woke up at six-fiftenn VERY happy to have slept and feeling pretty refreshed. I dozed for the next hour or so.
About seven-thirty I got up and had half of my normal two slices of peanut butter toast, milk and tea breakfast (one piece of toast with half a glass of milk). I sat in the bath for awhile. Made some phone calls (not in the bath). Tony and I went on a walk around ten or ten-thirty. We were supposed to have a doctor’s appt. at eleven, but I called and asked if we could just skip it and go into L&D when we were ready, which they said was fine. After our walk, we sat in the backyard for awhile, cooling our feet in the pool and watching all the bird-drama we have around here. Then we came in and I had a sandwich for lunch. I didn’t even think I was hungry, then realized I was starving! This whole time I’m having really varied contractions…sometimes six minutesd apart, sometimes twenty. They seemed shorter and less intense then the ones I’d had overnight. After lunch we watched some bonus features on the Project Runway DVD. I played more Tetris (seriously, it’s the perfect game to pass time and engage you enough to stop thinking!) while Tony called his Grandma Swalla for help filling out Ali’s baby book. While we were sitting there I was have forty-five second to minute-long contractions every six to seven minutes.
Then we went on another walk, this time to get some bubble tea. It’s really hot out today. It was supposed to be just over seventy, the coolest of this week but I’m sure it’s eighty plus. By this point Tony has me keeping track of my contractions, as well as the time elapsing between, on his ipod’s stopwatch. Unlike our previous walk, I maintained contractions while walking around. We then lounged in the pool again and read through the mail. Now it’s coming up on four o-clock and about twenty hours of consistent labor. We’re thinking we may go to the hospital within the next couple of hours….hopefully this stopwatch gives us the go ahead. Niether of us want to jump the gun.
I’m am so excited that Ali could be here tonight or maybe tomorrow morning (please, hopefully by then)!
1 day, 18 minutes until birth
The first thing I hear this morning is "I just got two hours of sleep and they were great." I guess I should get used to that. Ashley was up most the night with intensifying and lengthening contractions. She just had one which timed about a minute and was variable in intensity. We’re firm subscribers to the 411 rule, so the immediate future is going to involve final packing and me trying to throw cookies together for the nurses. Exciting!
1 day, 6 hours, 18 minutes until birth
Well, tonight brought on some very short (<15 second) contractions spaced almost exactly 8 minutes apart. They persisted for a few hours until Ashley fell asleep. Certainly nothing major, but pretty exciting nonetheless and certainly a step in the right direction. Could this be the start of our adventure? We shall see. In keeping with the advice of our favorite birth instructor (Hi Emily!), we’re trying to keep in our normal routines through these first little contractions. Tonight that meant watching the end of Project Runway (Go Chloe!) and a pretty disappointing Next Food Network Star, even despite the addition of my boy Alton Brown. Somewhere in there I made a quick run for some pregnancy fuel and a full tank of automobile fuel, which is one less thing I’ve got to think about in the coming days. It should also be noted that Ashley informed me July 2 is Lindsay Lohan’s birthday. Maybe stay in there until the 3rd, Ali?
On a more serious note, I’d like to take a second to thank everyone who reads this and has given us reams of love and support over the past nine months (and beyond, I suppose). It’s pretty awesome that you all keep coming back to see what we have to say. We love to get everyone’s comments and poll votes and page views. It’s wonderful to know that we’re not alone in our excitement and anticipation of Alizabeth. Thank you all. We love you and treasure you.
And a public note to Ashley, who quite literally makes this child possible… Over the past nine months, you have constantly been putting our daughter’s (and often my) needs ahead of your own. Every day I am amazed at your persistence and steadfastness in the face of an ever-expanding figure and the intermittent losses in mental capacity (pregnant brain!). You are an amazing woman to have tackled this pregnancy head-on and not only nurtured a healthy baby, but reinvented and improved yourself (and me) in the process. I am forever thankful for your tenacity during the past nine months. I consider myself blessed to have you as a part of my life. I am in awe of what you have accomplished and am very much looking forward to what we will do in the future. I love you.
We now return to your regularly scheduled waiting….
2 days, 10 hours, 15 minutes until birth
So please don’t think we’ve some how forgotten you! It’s been borderline comical, the loved ones who think updating them has slipping our mind. Believe me, we wish we had something to tell as badly as you’d like to be told!
Today we vaccuumed out our respective cars (which was way more of a drama than it should have been. Blame no one carrying cash these days, Out-of-Service machines, Saturday morning traffic, and numerous car washes), had an impromptu business meeting, walked to the local teryaki joint for bubble teas, I napped while Tony did some stuff around the house, and are now about halfway through the second season of Project Runway. I finished Harry Potter this morning and that makes me sad. I miss it!
No contractions. No breaking of water. Just, what I assume, is typical late-late pregnancy fatigue, irritability, and inability to get/remain comfortable. I have no idea how people go one, two or more weeks late. Please, God, don’t let me still be pregnant next weekend. Although I am sure, like most things, this is something you just have to take one day at a time.
4 days, 16 hours, 40 minutes until birth
As I’m sure is fairly obvious, today Ali is "due" to enter the world. I’m kind of thinking that’s not going to happen. Maybe tomorrow though. Maybe even EARLY tomorrow morning. Wouldn’t that be nice! Basically I’ve been feeling fine. Large and tired and cranky but okay other than that. I’ve slept really well the last two nights. Tony says I had a couple contractions last night and told him I’d been having them for a few hours but I don’t remember any of that (I tend to talk/have full conversations in my sleep).
This morning we took a hike-ish walk to and around a local county park. We did the same thing last Tuesday and had some major action later (although that may be more due to the stripping of membranes) so we shall see if we yield results from this latest endeavor. Either way, it was good to get out of the house, which I didn’t yesterday. The weather here has been very strange. Cloudy, overcast, threatening rain and yet very muggy. At the same time there are a lot of random sunbreaks so it really messes with you. Wednesday we went to the library and I was happy to find Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, which I am now almost done re-reading in anticipation for the release of the last book in the series. Also, it’s a really good distraction…nobody is pregnant at Hogwarts!
I hope this baby comes soon. After my mom gets off work late tonight she has a break until Thursday evening (thanks to fourth of July) and Billie will be back in the country Sunday. Plus, to be quite honest, I am just through. I have little desire to boast about how overdue my child was and I am fully aware that each day she stays in she grows that much bigger. If I’m hoping to push this girl out with no pain medication, I’d prefer she be nothing remotely resembling massive!
7 days, 9 hours, 53 minutes until birth
Today we had some pictures taken at the Edmonds beach by Ken, Tony’s boss. He did an amazing job and the weather turned out absolutely perfect. Tomorrow morning we are back at the doctors….hopefully with something to update then.
9 days, 7 hours, 46 minutes until birth
We are home for the weekend. Sadly, regrettably, and yet, probably wisely. I’ve been having a lot of cramping still, especially last night (Tony said I moaned and groaned pretty throughout) but no definite contractions, no discernable mucous plug or "bloody show." She seems to be dropping every day and I think even she’s to the point where she wants out. Sometimes it seems likeshe spends hours at a time trying to beat/spin/finagle her way out. Which is uncomfortable to say the least. The days have reached a delicate balancing act of doing enough "strenuous" exercise (lol, which includes dishes, laundry, walking, washing the car, etc.) and keeping my feet up so the left one, in particular, doesn’t swell right off me! Today we spent a good chunk of time gathering/organizing addresses so we could send out birth announcements. Now we just have to get a move on designing them!
A side note on cravings: while I haven’t had a ton throughout, the last week and a half or so I cannot stop thinking about Taro flavored Bubble Tea. I’ve been having them, like, every other day. There’s a teryaki shop that sells them five or so blocks from us and it’s a good excuse for a walk! Plus, they’re made with milk and, if you only get a third or half the normal amount of tapioca pearls, not too damaging calorically.
I want to congratulate Cynthia and Joel [and Shayla] on their wedding tomorrow! Know that we are there in spirit and soooooo happy for you guys.
12 days, 17 hours, 22 minutes until birth
So I was just finishing a lengthy post and it got deleted. Ugh. One of the drawbacks of blogging I guess. I can’t begin to explain it all again, so I’m going to do my best with some bullet points and pictures. I’m so easily irritated ya’ll are lucky you’re even getting this!
- I finished school last Tuesday and did get my 4.0.
- Since then I’ve been rather bored and am sick of uncertainty and waiting. I prefer structure and control.
- This week we washed our baby clothes and put them away, got the high chair put together, hung Reshma’s art up in our "nursery," and steam cleaned all our carpets.
- Happy 21st Birthday to Tony’s brother Dave!
- At the doctor this morning he said I’m 1-2cm dialated and 2cm "lower," whatever that means. We were also advised not to go to Oregon for Cynthia’s wedding this weekend. We have yet to make a decision on that.
- The doc also said he’d see us at our appointment next Tuesday if I’m still pregnant.
- Tomorrow marks one week until my due date!