Tag Archives: pregnancy

Um, No

Yesterday was the third midwife appointment. Very regular checkup, I’m kind of an old hat at this. Madeline got to sit on my lap and the midwife showed her an illustration of a baby at about the right size and she pointed out arms and legs and ears and whatnot. Then Madeline got to push the button that turns on the Doppler so we could hear the heartbeat.

Last night…
Madeline: See baby now!
Me: Okay.
Madeline: Jelly button?
Me: Yes, that’s my jelly button.
Madeline: Push button! Heart!
Me: Yes, you heard the baby’s heart.
Madeline: Baby inside?
Me: Yes, the baby is inside.
Madeline: Door?
Me:

Lub-dub

I had my second midwife appointment today. Everything was fine in spite of the massive cold I had that has left me hacking and coughing and generally gross. (Living through a cold with only Tylenol and lemon tea is so not fun.) The kids were quite impressed when she found the heartbeat, and all is well.

We stopped by Ranger Surplus on the way home so Matthew could pick up magazine pouches. While he went in with Madeline, I marched Marcus and Becca down to Panera to get bagels and lemonade. Madeline said “Thank you, Mama” in the car about a million billion times as she munched her blueberry bagel. Very polite child.

Last stop was Wegmans for cheese. Stinky cheese. Cheese for me to fry. Mmm, cheese.

And Tilex, but that’s not delicious or cheese.

Once More Unto The Breach

But please God, not breech. I like having homebirths way too much.

My first appointment with the midwives was today, and ours found the heartbeat right away and lost it–but it’s hard to find at ten weeks and we were lucky to find it in the first place. So, that’s the long and short of it. My due date is March 19th, which means I expect to see a baby about two and a half weeks earlier.

Madeline turned two today (technically in about an hour), so I baked an angel food cake and ordered pizza. The kids wrapped her presents while I tidied up the kitchen and waited for pizza to arrive. After cake and copious amounts of whipped cream, she went upstairs to play with her Mr. & Mrs. Potato Heads. They were definitely a big hit.