It's been one week.

One week yesterday I went to the doctor. She did a little procedure to induce labour.

I didn't think it worked until when it actually did. And boy did it!

Breathing through contractions, and possibly vomiting I realized then and there I don't need to be a hero. 

As the nurse said, there are no prizes in the end.

So I took the epidural. As Jeaninne said, it's like being at the spa. It truly was. Amazing. 

Then she decided to arrive in the morning. One week ago today. 

She gave me uncontrollable hormones that made me laugh and cry in an instant. 

I became sore in places I never even dreamed of. 

I had to give up sugar for a few months to ensure her safety and health.

And the sleep exhaustion is crazy making me pretty grumpy and according to some not easy to be around. 

But I wouldn't have it any other way. 

She is sublime. 

I'm enamoured every time I look at her. 

Her coos and caas.

Her little horse neigh when she is upset. 

Watching her little reflexes as she holds her head high, or does a cute little genie yawn or attempts to run out of the bath. 

She has made me and my husband very happy. Plus grandparents, aunts and uncles. We are so lucky. 

And I got my cupcakes but she is so much better!

Happy one week birthday. 

Love

Hijacked!

Okay so that was an overly dramatic title. Everyone is safe and no crimes have been committed yet.  Mark Edey has just taken over Tracey's blog without asking.  In my own defence I do it for all the best reasons.   This blog is for Tracey to share what is important to her to those she cares about.  It doesn't appear in feeds.  You have to care to read it.  It just won't find you as easily as other social media might.   

That's the where, now for why,   Today was the best day of my life so far and I want to brag to people who don't have to hear but would like too.  Tracey thinks and plans ahead and so has fabulous tools like these to use where I do not. So I took them (temporarily). I woke up, walked my dog, loved my girls.  Cuddles, kisses, and pets.  Tracey is a fantastic mom.  Everyone is healthy. My cup runeth over.  Drink in our joy and know that if you are in our life than you have helped lead us to these most wonderous of moments.  

Thank you.

Dear wee one: Part 6

This will probably be my last blog post re. in utero you. Mainly cause I'm 38 weeks pregnant and you could come any minute now. I'm slightly hoping less minutes and more a week or day after. Lol. 

Maybe I've taken on the nesting a little strong as I've been going a little crazy. Cleaned the garage, installed car seats (your dad strength finished that one off), put together the stroller, doing some last minute shopping trips, and seeing friends. Also carefully storing leftovers in the freezer for later cause I hear you will be keeping me busy and tired. 

There are a few more things I would like to do in the next couple days. We will see if you give me that chance. It won't be the end of the world. But as you will soon get to know I get a little list crazy and always like to finish what is on that list. 

This last bit I've been eating pretty healthy. But three weeks ago I suddenly became hungry. Crazy hungry. So some indulgences have occurred. A few chips here, a small cupcake there. I've figured out how to control it with the power of medicine so all is good. And hey you seem to enjoy those little indulgences as I get a few more kicks from you. 

Been doing a few more ultrasounds and your heart rate ranges now are 131-145. According to all those ol' wives tales that could mean anything for your gender. And me and your dad are excited to find out what you will be. One day we think boy and then the next it's a girl. Regardless we are excited either way. Both of us know we will love and enjoy you and we are not leaning towards anything. 

It has excited many people re. figuring out what you could be. So far through patients, clients, friends, co-workers and family it's split. I had an 87 year old woman positive that you are a girl. And mom had a dream you were too. But then other clients that are within their 80-90s think its a boy. Generally we are told "good for you" for not finding out what you are. It's kind of hilarious. I think people like the surprise as much as us, even if they may never find out. 

One little nuisance that I have not enjoyed is the absence of my belly button. It feels so weird when clothes touch it or the ultrasound runs by it. Ick. I never liked touching my belly button and I like it least now. Lol. 

Your room is ready. Plus a bassinet is by our bed. So we will be seeing you soon. And we love you already. 

Xoxox

Summer end and fall beginnings

Summer has ended. Actually ended three weeks ago. Although we never made it to a fancy place or a crazy hike we managed to keep busy. I worked quite a bit and between that we went kayaking (more than once!), gardened, lots of dog walks and a little escape to B.C. 

With summer winding down we managed to go to a few events. One was a Disney's Fantasia at Churchill square. So much fun. Listened to the Edmonton symphony live with the cartoon bits in the background. I enjoyed it immensely. 

Also went to our last wedding of the year (that we at least know about). An old co-worker of mine got married. Wonderful service at St. Joseph's Basilica. What a beautiful church. And the reception I got to catch up with another co-worker of mine with her little guy. 

Shopping became huge for me in September. I went with Jeaninne and we completed the 'needs to get' for when the little one decides to arrive. Some things were so complicated like strollers and car seats. It was nice to have a seasoned pro with me to show me the ropes. I don't think Mark and I could have wagered that alone. Especially since there were not a lot of customer service people around to help. 

 

Not all was fun and games. I had an internal and sometimes external war with managing my insulin. The management was relatively okay but other times just plain ol' frustrating. Mainly cause no matter how much you followed the food plan and the exercise you would still not come ahead. There were many times I would come home from my appointments pretty upset, just annoyed about how I was talked to. Overall though I have to say, the physician I dealt with was amazing. And speaking with co-workers that dealt with the same issue made it easier for myself to cope with it. Plus a great resource for me as they gave great advice and knowledge. I have learned a lot. Makes me want to set my competency goal next year to this as I feel it could be a great thing to keep increasing my knowledge on. 
 

With that, Mark and I prepared for baby. The nursery got completed with Mark taking on the installation of shelves, curtain ties, moving furniture up and down and aiding me in the cribbage assembly. I took on the painting, decorating, cleaning and organizing. AND curtain rods installation that ended in hilarity. Really happy with how it turned out. 
 

 

That and prenatal class came and ended. Mark stayed captivated for three out of the five classes. But he learned the power of massage so as long as he got that for delivery I am happy. 

 

Now it's rest and relaxation which is really not in my vocabulary but I'm finding my body yelps a bit more if I don't listen. Grrr. I've managed to enjoy the fall walks with some company. And then other times just me and my dog. Took in probably one of the last best views of fall in the river valley today as I got home and all the leaves on our trees are gone. The seasons are changing.....just like our lives are about too....
 

Love