Friday, June 30, 2006

Back to regularly scheduled programming...

Sorry about the extended absence. Nursing babies, nursing stitches, trying to catch a few winks where possible, and one laptop being on the blink can put a dent in one's online presence :-) Thank you to everyone who emailed or commented and I apologize if I haven't gotten back to you yet, please be patient! I have been writing some things in a journal while Paul has had the working computer at school so I am starting with them to get everybody up-to-date. Coming soon...Labour and Delivery!

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Got milk?

Somewhere way back in my archives I posted about the colostrum that my body started producing (and hence emitting) very early in the pregnancy. It was around 20 weeks, I think. Well, let me tell you, that was nothing compared to the last three days! Holy COW. Literally. Anyway, we finally broke through the "Colostrum Torrent" and are now riding hard on the waves of the "Real Milk Express". Do you have any idea how weird this is? Anyway, first order of non-directly Isaac related business is to hop online and order some nursing supplies for my Mom to bring down. Yay! I can't wait to see her! And not just because she is bringing me stuff :-) I miss her so much!

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Quick post.

Thank you to all of you that kept up with the delivery and sent comments and email! They were very encouraging to hear when I was not swinging off the door frames in the middle of contractions. More about that later though. I know lots of you followed along on Paul's blog, which was a little more detailed and so you might have seen these pictures already. But in case you missed it... is the link to our Flickr photo album of Isaac so far. More to follow, don't worry! I plan on posting an account of the labour experience shortly but at the moment I am just resting and enjoying my little angel (who is napping just now but will be due for a snack soon :-)

Monday, June 19, 2006

He is Here


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Sunday, June 18, 2006

Katy is in Labor... Details to come


Sensitive readers be advised.

This post is the first of many that contain details about the process of labour and delivery. If you are prone to weak stomach and/or lack interest in details regarding birth you are advised to stop reading at the end of this paragraph. Just be aware that things are moving along and there will be more information later.

For the rest of you. Last night I started having some pretty heavy and regular contractions after dinner, as per the usual occurrence to date. Around 11pm I was headed to bed and passed the smallest of red mucus (about the size of pencil eraser) and was really not sure if this was significant so I decided to go to bed and try to sleep everything off. I slept harder than I have all week. Had contractions but they didn't really make a dent. I woke up this morning with a slight headache but otherwise feeling great. I have adopted the "tailor position" for sitting because it seems to increase fetal activity and I was checking my email this way when contractions started again. I lay down because my contractions seem to increase this way as opposed to everyone else telling me they get worse when walking. Walking stops everything for me so far. Anyway, I lay down for a few minutes and something just "didn't feel right" so I hopped up to use the bathroom. What do you know? THAT was the mucus plug. No mistaking that part of this process. Anyway, I know that many women lose the plug days before delivery and can even be dilated several centimetres for long periods of time. However, since I was shut up tighter than a pickle jar on Thursday I was very happy with any notable progress at all. Margarite is due to come visit me this afternoon if I don't call her to come earlier. I'll let you know how things go :-)

Saturday, June 17, 2006

No news is still NO NEWS!

Sorry about the lack of information yesterday. Don't worry, it wasn't because anything happened. In fact, if anything there was LESS to tell than any other time so far. I am basically fighting off the urge to give up thinking that he is coming at all. I am sure that this is not good for the situation, especially for those that put a lot of stock in the emotional/psychological state of the mother. But never fear, I think I have faced the depressing fact that I can only do so much (which is precious little it seems) and the rest is up to God and Isaac. I am going to sit back and relax, continue to do what I have been but refuse to feel guilty if I feel too tired or hot to walk as much or sit and watch a movie. So you'll have to excuse me if I start posting about things that are unrelated to babies, pregnancy, labour and delivery until something actually happens. I have just reached a point of "baby or bust", no pun intended :-)

Thursday, June 15, 2006

False alarm.

Well, I guess a first time mother is entitled to a false alarm, right? That's what I keep telling myself to avoid feelings of incompetence and ignorance. So here's the story. Last night I started having contractions around 6pm. They were not really painful but definitely something was going on and they continued steadily through the night sometimes keeping me awake and other times allowing me to doze through them. About 5am I started timing them so that if it became apparent that this was the real thing I could tell Paul to stay home from school. They were about 7-10mins apart, lasting between 1 and 3 minutes. Sounds pretty good, right? I wish. So around 7am I call Margarite just to ask a few questions. I was really hesitant since the contractions still have not met my expectations as far as pain is concerned. She said she thought this might be something and that she would call me back in a an hour or so to check the progress.

So starts the trek around the grounds. We live on the side of a large hill so pretty much any way you go is up hill or down hill. I discovered that walking down hill increased the pressure in my uterine muscles so I continuously walked up and down the longest, steepest stretch we have. That was all fine and good until the sun came out. So I came in and alternated between walking and coming inside to cool down and I squatted instead of sitting or laying. Still nothing different. I sent Paul to school and shortly thereafter I was in front of the computer (squatting again) when I felt fluid trickling. Great! Except now I don't know if it's just the way I am positioned that has cause my bladder to leak a little, or the fact that I have been hoofing it around in 90 degrees and am sweating to death, or I actually might have broken my amniotic sac. Another call to Margarite. She decides that she will come out to see me so that we all know what is going on. More walking and squatting follow. She arrives less than an hour later and we do all the regular stuff. BP is 110/70, sample is clear, and Isaac's little heart is beating away happily (rising and falling according to activity). Then the fun begins.

Up to this point I have not had an "internal exam". Margarite's philosophy is that the less invasive procedures, the better and that is fine with me. But today we both decided that an exam was in order for the sake of everyone's peace of mind. Oh boy. That was fun. It's one thing to for everybody to talk about having a baby and the dynamics of the process and whatever, but I have to say that the concept of this exam feels like having the kid in reverse. Of course I can't make this statement definitively yet, but it works at least in my imagination. Anyway, I am not effaced, not dilated, his head is in engaged but still slightly above the ideal position but I apparently have a pelvis that "could take on a 10 pounder without a problem". That's a quote. Nice to know. The solution? I have to have an enema to make sure that the baby has all the room he needs to descend. Lovely.

This is all I am going to say about that process. Been there, done that and I am still here and he is not going anywhere. Have a great night :-)

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Life is like...

I have decided that waiting for a baby to come is like being told that Christmas has been rescheduled this year. Instead of counting down the sleeps until the 25th if December you are told that it all relies upon the weather system in Colorado. Christmas could be two weeks before the 25th or two weeks after, just depending on the snowfall. There must be at least 2 inches of snow that sticks and lasts overnight before you are allowed to open your presents. I figure this is about as close I can come to a realistic analogy of how I feel right now. I mean, the snow WILL come eventually, you just can't tell when. I know this baby will get here sometime, I just can't tell when. I just want to open my presents...

Wish I had more to report.

Sadly, my silence on my due date yesterday was the work of nefarious internet server gremlins who thwarted every attempt I made to post. I have not had a baby. I don't think I am even close. The contractions that started in earnest on Saturday have pretty much continued with only a couple that were worth sitting up and taking notice. I went to playgroup and the grocery store yesterday with the help of my friend Joanne who lives across the street. I woke up feeling a little sick this morning and had some pretty good contractions before breakfast but nothing feels different anymore. Everyone has been checking up on me, calling and writing to make sure everything is ok. Paul checks in with me often to make sure there haven't been any changes. Wish I had something to tell :-)

Monday, June 12, 2006

"Tomorrow, tomorrow... due date is tomorrow, it's only a day awaayy!!!" I have been getting pretty consistent contractions since Saturday. Most of them are around a minute but a lot of them are closer to two minutes. None of them have really been painful enough to stop me from doing anything but there were a couple that I needed to walk through as opposed to just waiting them out. So, it would seem that things are progressing slowly but surely. I am guessing that it's a good thing that things are gradually working up to the hard stuff rather than just throwing my body into the most traumatic experience of it's existence so far. Good thing I was built to do this, right?

Friday, June 09, 2006

3 days to go until my due date!

Bring on the labour, I say! I have been having contractions on and off for the last few days but nothing regular and mostly at night/early morning. I decided to pretty much stick close to home for the next few days. I'll keep you posted :-)

Thursday, June 08, 2006


This is just a representative sample if the gifts that I got at my baby shower yesterday! Thank you everyone!
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And the winner is...

Esther! For the cutest wrapping paper. Bettina tells me this was made during chants of "Kate, Kate, Kate". Thanks Esther!
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The Baby Shower Bunch

Back (L-R) Bettina, Laura, Hannalie, Hannah, Me, Elaine, Bethany, Roxy.
Front (L-R) Terria & 'Lil Will, Camilla & Jay, Tiffany.
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Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Night time excitement

Last night I was feeling particularly hormonal for some reason. I thought earlier in the day that it was just due to the fact that I had a load of laundry out on the line that got rained on. Twice. But it turned out that when Paul got home I was stiill feeling bummed (this is not normal for me) and I just couldn't seem to shake it all night. Eventually Paul decided that I needed to be "fixed" and I got some major doses of TLC that seemed to clear everything up (after I broke down in tears once, decided to take responsibility of all of the worlds maladies and beat myself up for probably not ever being able to go back to exactly the same body I had before I decided to share it with my baby). All that to say, I went to bed at regular time feeling pretty good, if not a little tired. Then the fun started. I think I woke up at least 3 times (maybe 6 but I was dozy) with contractions. They weren't all the "take my breath away" kind that I have gotten sometimes but they definitely didn't abate when I turned over or moved around. Most of them I just waited out and then fell back to sleep and a couple I could even doze back off before they finished. Must have been the taco salads we had for dinner, I think.

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Ode to dryers...

There are just some days I miss things that we take for granted in the States. My most common thought is of dishwashers. You have no idea how much I hate doing dishes by hand, period, never mind the fact that here in Grenada we don't have hot water unless I crank up the gas stove and warm it (keep in mind that "cold" days here are in the mid 70s anytime of year). But today it not the dishwasher I miss, it is the clothes dryer. I am sure my neighbors await with relish the day that I do the laundry. Since our house is on the side of a very steep hill we are pretty much in plain vieew of everyone that lives lower than we do. I can only imagine how comical it is to see a full term pregnant woman fighting with a king size set of sheets in a 20 mile an hour wind trying to get them to stay on the clothesline. I am sure it must be immensely amusing. Of course it might not be quite as amusing as watching me waddle as fast I can trying to get everything off the line before it gets soaked in the afternoon down pour only to have all the rain stop just as I get everything into the basket. At least then they get to watch the sheet routine again...

Monday, June 05, 2006

On the way?

Well, I can't say that there is anything too substantial to report but boy, am I ready to have this baby! I pretty much go to bed with contractions, wake up with contractions, and "exercise" with contractions (that just means I get them when walking for a good period). They seem to subside when I get up in the morning after I get up to go to the bath room and start to move around. Sometimes they are really strong and other times they are just slightly uncomfortable, like someone hugging you too tight around the middle. So far I haven't had more than 4 in a row so I know I am not in real labour. Hopefully it means real labour is on the way :-)

Thursday, June 01, 2006

No doubt.

We had the sonogram yesterday. There is now no uncertainty that it is a boy. He is a boy and proud of it, if the scan is any indication. OK, so maybe his current position and lack of space may have something to do with it but still...

Anyway, Paul still wants to wait until we actually have him out of the uterus and in our arms before he believes it but I just don't have that much will power :-) But if that's how he wants to think about it, I don't mind. I just can't help getting excited that I can use all this awesomely cute boy stuff that we have and not have to worry about putting bows on things to prevent gender confusion (for the rest of the world, not the kid that won't remember any of it :-)

Only 10 days to go!!