Thursday, October 25, 2012

Things Every Pregnant Lady Loves to Hear...

"Wow, you sure have gotten bigger in the last week".

Le sigh.

No more photos.  Please.

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

New York Toes

I'll have to read back through the archives, but I don't really remember having pregnancy/labor dreams with the Robster, but over the last couple weeks they have kicked up into full gear.

NEWTESS has kicked up into full gear.  Literally.  The kicking.  Oh my ya'll.

Maybe the placenta previa last time around kept the kicking pain from happening, but I swear this gal is going to be a holy terror.

I think we're due.

So my dream.  I had a VERY vivid dream about 10 days ago that BE2 was going to be born at 32 weeks and 6 days.  And then I had it again.  And then that weekend, and into Monday and Tuesday I started having full on contractions, or so I thought.

Maybe I didn't have Braxton Hicks last time around... or maybe I over did it that particular weekend, but I spent about 6 hours one night weighing the pros and cons of being that girl who called the doctor and cried wolf.  It didn't help that on that particular day, I was 32 weeks and 6 days, so I was all up in my head.

And then that evening, in my dream, Newtess was born.  She weighed 2 lbs, 14 ozs, came out without hardly any labor, permanently damaging my lady parts.  The doctor held her up and said "Well I guess we can blame that on her New York toes".

New York toes? 

What does that even mean?

Resolved:  no more crazy dreams.  Take it easier.  Define "new york toes"

(And yes, I took it easy for a couple days both at home and work, and the crazy contractionish behavior is gone for now.  I just have a feeling baby gal is coming early, however.  Maybe Thanksgiving?  Maybe before)

Also.  Gratuitous photos of our aggressive-smiley-cruiser-who-has-no-interest-in-walking-I-mean-ever.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Swimming update

Robbie and I (Shawn) have been taking swim lessons on Saturday morning.  Nothing like learning to swim to "Wheels on the bus" and Itsy Bitsy Spider".

I can't say that Robbie is the best swimmer in his class but he is doing ok.  I don't think he loves it but he doesn't cry and he listens (for the most part) to what I tell him to do.  He is not crazy at all about swimming on his back - don't want to exaggerate I hold him during all of this. 

They try to introduce a new milestone during each lesson and this past Saturday the big step was the kids going completely underwater for the first time.  The trick, and there always seems to be one, is count to 3 and on 4 blow into their face.  This cause them to take a breath and then you take them under.  Robbie did it 3 times and did it with a smile.  Half the class was crying but Robbie seemed not to be bothered in the least.

Next week is free swim - big step - I will report back on those results next week.