Mallins in SLC
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Guest Post from Amy Wuthrich LEARNING TO WALK IN HEELS: I have gorgeous friends. Please meet one of them.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Flip, baby, flip! Now stay!
Two weeks ago we had our 32 week ultrasound and Baby D was transverse. I'd suspected that positioning for awhile because I regularly felt arms and legs reaching and punching into my sides. It's not a big deal for a baby to be breech or transverse at 32 weeks because there is still time for her to move and drop into the ideal head down position. However, once you reach 37 weeks if the baby hasn't turned, you have to consider some options. You can take actions to turn the baby or you can wait it out for labor to begin and risk the baby remaining breech and mom needing to have a c-section. Some of the turning techniques are associated with risks, so for the last 2 weeks Mike and I have been feeling a little antsy wondering what might happen and we have been hoping that D would turn head down soon on her own. Well as of last night, she was still snuggly transverse, sticking her little butt out like she always does, making my belly lopsided and giving me that all too familiar and lovely cramping sensation. So it was no surprise when the midwife checked us at my 34 week check up today and D was still sideways. What was surprising is that no more than 15 minutes later, my OB came in to check me and D had turned! We can't say for sure what position she is in, head down (ideal) or head up (breech), but she turned! I felt it happen although I wasn't aware at the time that she was turning. She made a large adjustment and I commented to Mike that I felt an arm up in my ribcage. Well, it was either a hand or a foot. I can totally tell that she has moved now because that little butt that I have been rubbing for the last 2 months is now square in the center of my belly instead of off to the right side.
Monday, August 22, 2011
The bump show





Thursday, August 11, 2011
Swiss, older
On Christmas day, we unwrapped gifts and the dogs received several items including bones and toys. He was sniffing down into this bag, so we just helped him out a little. He was frozen like this for a few moments and we were able to snap this pic.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Happy Birthday, Swiss!
Today our little Swiss is 1 year old. Here is a look back...
Swiss' mom is Olive, a labrador and possibly pointer mix, black in color. Stacie thought that Swiss was probably mixed with lab or Springer Spaniel due to his markings. We met Swiss on Oct 25, 2010 and fell in love with him. We were looking for a friendly, active dog who didn't display fear of people or other dogs and one that got along well with Kuro. At this point in Swiss' life he had moved into Carrie Amaderas' house with her family, including her husband, young children and lots of other dogs ranging in size from tiny terrier to German Shepherd. I think Swiss had only been living there for a day or two when we arranged a time to stop by and meet him. We took Kuro with us and Kuro walked right into their house seeming pretty comfortable (for Kuro) and he seemed to like Swiss. Swiss was active and friendly, exploring from person to person and in and out of rooms. We took this as a good sign. (This crazy energy or lack of focus is something that still challenges us when he is full of energy and hasn't been exercised.) So after such a successful meeting, it was an easy decision to adopt him and off we drove with our newest addition. Mike and I were very happy that he settled in at our house effortlessly.
I love technology. I looked back through some text messages and online chats with Mike where 'Swiss' was mentioned. It captures a few highlights from the last year.
Monday, August 1, 2011
The pregnancy glow, I do not have.
The baby's movements are massive now. There are still some kicks and punches, but mostly it is large shifts as she repositions herself. She prefers the right side. A few times I have noticed very obvious movements that leave me with a lopsided stomach. It’s crazy looking, but very cool to see this physical evidence that she is really in there with a mind and body of her own. Sometimes she likes to stick her feet or hands (I can't tell which) far into my sides, and that is the weirdest feeling of all.
My sleep has gotten much worse. My belly is big and while sleeping on my side is the only feasible position, it is not the most comfortable one. This leads to lots of switching from side to side throughout the night. And because my belly is so big, this is an effort and I wake up constantly.
Perhaps due to the combination of lack of sleep and the normal fatigue that comes with the third trimester, I am slowing down again now that I'm in my final trimester. It's nothing compared to my first trimester when all I wanted to do was sleep, but I get exhausted easily and feel uncomfortable on a regular basis now. My workouts have also slowed down, it's hot outside, and I get swollen while going for even short walks or working out at the CrossFit gym, which doesn't have the best AC.
Given these things, it shouldn't be surprising when I say that I'm not really enjoying being pregnant anymore. The pregnancy glow, I do not have. I hate saying it. But it's true. I'm experiencing lots of discomfort daily, including round ligament/impinged nerve pain (like fire shooting through me, it is so painful), heartburn and reflux, fatigue, shortness of breath, nasal congestion and difficulty breathing at night while laying down, back and foot pain, crying at the drop of a hat, mood swings, irritability, etc. Not to mention the difficulty moving around in general, getting in and out of the car, finding a comfortable position sitting or lying down, difficulty picking things up off the ground, difficulty shaving legs, etc. And long gone are the days when I can tend to my own toes. Just attempting to reach them puts so much pressure on my belly that sometimes the baby kicks me once the pressure is off.My OB says this is all normal, which is a relief, but also infuriating at the same time. How can ALL of that be normal?! Oh yeah, in pregnancy, everything is normal unless something is really wrong. She recommends the following treatment, some of which I will follow:
1. Sleep medication at night: Tylenol PM or Unisom; I refuse to do this - I don't want to take any more drugs than are absolutely necessary. Instead, Mike and I are buying a new mattress. Fingers crossed that we both sleep better soon!
2. Zyrtec & Benadryl for the sinus problems. I have been taking Zyrtec now for a few weeks. I tried to stop, but I literally whistled through my nose and blew my nose all day at work that day, so I had to go back on it. I just bought Breathe Right strips to try at night - here's hoping they work!
3. Massage & warm baths before bed for the round ligament/nerve pain & other pain: Mike is massaging my feet occasionally, but I need to get the professionals to do full body work. There is a massage school nearby and I can get a 50 minutes massage for $25. I think I am going to schedule weekly sessions for the remainder of my pregnancy. I will try to take more warm baths, but I am so tired at night and it seems like too much effort. (It's 10pm right now and my eye balls are rolling back into my head -- but the sad thing is that as soon as I lay down in bed I will be wide awake, and when I finally fall asleep I will wake up an hour later and at least 6 more times throughout the night tossing and turning.)
After writing all of this, it all sounds so negative. So let me be clear...I love this little baby inside of me. I am not mad at her for all of the discomfort that I am experiencing. I am simply tired of the physical and emotional symptoms of pregnancy. I miss my body and the control I had over my body. I knew it well, and I knew that when I treated it right with exercise, good food, and sleep, that it would reward me with emotional and physical well being. This temporary body is not the same. I am sharing it with another person, so there are sacrifices that it has to make. I am trying to take care of my physical body, my emotional health, and the baby. At the same time, I'm a wife, a mom to 2 dogs, and I have a full time day job. Knowing what is the right thing to do at the right time - rest or walk around, exercise or sleep, laugh or cry - is not easy and I'm not convinced that I often make the right decision. Every body is different. Every pregnancy is different. Every experience is different. I am not tired of feeling this amazing little baby move inside of me. I know that she needs to stay in there a little bit longer. I just can't wait to move on to the next step in this whole process when Mike and I get to meet our daughter and bring her home. That is, after all, what all of this is for.
