I got 3 hours of sleep in a row last night. I attribute it to an amazing husband, a cooperative daughter and a trip to the doctor’s office.
BabyMort was still looking jaundiced to us and she was eating every 1.5 hours or less, but falling asleep shortly into the feedings (and I’d read that being really sleepy can be a symptom of jaundice.) So we went in to the doctor’s office yesterday. We found out that her bilirubin level was 13 – and 14 is the level where they’d consider treatment. It’s all indirect, which means that her liver is working just fine and she has breastfeeding jaunice. That’s when a protein in the breastmilk prevents her body from getting rid of the bilirubin because it’s reabsorbed in the small intestine. Her levels should remain stable and then drop off in a couple weeks. This information didn’t help me get any more sleep, but I did feel better knowing what was going on with her jaundice.
The sleep came, because the pediatrician suggested that we try using a pacifier if it hadn’t been long since her last feeding, because she might just want to suck on something. We’d been trying to avoid using one, at least until we knew breastfeeding had been well established. Considering that the little lady had gained 14 ounces in 7 days, the doctor was confident that she had gotten the hang of breastfeeding though. So when she started rooting around about an hour after her bedtime feeding, DaddyMort grabbed a pacifier and cuddled and rocked her until she fell asleep. She made it 2.5 hours until her next feeding at that point and then 3.5 hours until the next feeding – with some more cuddling from her daddy!! He actually apologized when he brought her in after “only” 3.5 hours – I was ecstatic though and definitely more energized to make it through the rest of the night.
We’re optimistic, but not terribly confident, that we might be getting this sleep thing figured out. Regardless, she’s uber-cute!!
I had my 34 week appointment yesterday. I got some useful information/suggestions from my doctor, that were, as usual, presented with some fun, witty comments.
Based on how they figure it, I officially became 34 weeks pregnant at midnight last night. So, at 3PM, he told me that as long as I kept BabyMort in until midnight, I could deliver in Ames. If I did something crazy and went into labor within the next 9 hours, they’d have to ship me down to Des Moines to deliver. He requested that I wait until after midnight. Done!!
Then he commented on my weight gain thus far. The conversation went something like this:
Dr: “You’ve gained 33 pounds so far. The recommendation is 25-35 pounds, but realistically, most women gain between 15 and 50. So, as long as you don’t gain more than 17 pounds in the next 6 weeks, I’ll be happy.”
Me: “I’ve seen the scale creeping up, but I always manage to forget about it when I’m dishing up a bowl of ice cream at night.”
Dr: “That’s how it is with chips at my house. My wife sits down next to me with a bag, I say something about how we shouldn’t be eating them, she agrees, and then I dig in.”
DaddyMort: “So in your medical opinion, as long as you acknowledge that you shouldn’t be eating something, it’s okay to eat it still?”
Dr: “That’s the jist of it.”
The way I interpret this exchange…I have doctor’s orders to continue eating ice cream on a regular basis!! (Unless I’m nearing the 50 pound weight gain mark – that’d be a lot of ice cream…)
He said everything was looking good. I measured right on at 34cm and her heartbeat was good. I go back in 2 weeks and then every week after that. They’ll actually be checking me to see if I’m making any progress from now on as well, so the appointments should get a little more exciting!!
That’s what I learned at my doctor’s appointment. Good to know!! I was asking if he had any suggestions for my lower back pain. He gave me a piece of paper with some exercises and said heat in the form of a heating pad or hot bath would be okay. Then he went on to say that a lot of woman like pools, because it’s a temporary relief from the effects of gravity (but it sucks to get out) and that hot tubs are okay. The ‘no hot tub’ rule only applies to the first 6 weeks – as long as you follow the posted instructions and don’t stay in longer than 10 minutes. The only problem with hot tubs, according to my doc, is that “When you stand up, all the blood drains down to your feet, you pass out, hit your head and drown. Drowning is not good for the pregnancy.”
My doctor also likes my shirt, although since there’s green in it, he thinks I should have waited until next Tuesday to wear it. I’ll sleep better tonight knowing that man who wears scrubs and red Converse hi-tops every day likes my outfit 😀
Really, everything was fine. I’ve gained 25 pounds so far and should gain about a pound a week the rest of the pregnancy. Personally, I hope I won’t top the 35 pound mark, since 25-35 is my recommended weight gain, but they said I’m doing alright. I measured just fine and when he heard BabyMort’s hearbeat he said, “That’s what a healthy baby sounds like.”
I go back in just 2 weeks this time. I’ll have to start thinking about my outfit…
When we took the 19 week belly shot picture of me on Monday night, I didn’t think I seemed “that big” for 19 weeks. I know everyone’s different, but the pictures I’d been looking at in a forum had others looking a lot bigger!! Then we woke up Tuesday morning and DaddyMort and I independently came to the conclusion that I had grown over night – still not looking huge, but definitely bigger than the night before. Several people commented on my growing belly, a few even copping a feel, at work on Tuesday. The scale on Wednesday morning shows that I’ve gained 2 pounds since this weekend, after consistently weighing in at the same weight for a couple weeks. Apparently BabyMort and I had a growth spurt!!
At 19 weeks, BabyMort is about 6 inches long and weighs about 8.5 ounces. He/she (man, I’m looking forward to the ultrasound so we can stop referring to our baby as he/she/it!!) can most likely hear by now and has arms and legs that are in proportion to the rest of the body!! BabyMort’s brain is working on develolping specialized areas for each of the senses – hearing, sight, smell, touch and hearing.
MamaMort – that would be me 😀 – can no longer even pretend to fit in her pre-prego pants. I don’t feel like I look very big, but I can definitely feel that I’m bigger. According to my morning weigh-in, I’ve gained about 7-8 pounds, but my weight varies by 2-5 pounds throughout the day. We finally made it to the gym yesterday and I start a pre-natal yoga class on Wednesday. I’m very excited about it!!
19 week belly shot