What I've been up to...

I've been away for awhile and it hasn't been because of a lack of ideas or a lack of time, but rather because of a lack of making time.

I started this blog as a release for me. Something for me to do. A way for me to use my brain. I still want this, but I also want to reach out to you. 

A Mother's Sacrifice- The Food Edition

Not too long after Patrick came home from the NICU it was apparent that something wasn't right with his bowel movements. Basically mucus is bad and a green color can be a sign of blood in the breastfed baby's stool. Not to mention the smell. Breastfed baby's stool should usually smell pretty good, Patrick's was gross.

Reflection

It's obviously been awhile and I've thought about tons of things to write about, but none of it seems that important.

Septate Uterus: 31 weeks- Welcome Patrick Andrew!

Septate Uterus/Every Pregnancy Ever: The waiting game begins

I am nearly 31 weeks pregnant, much earlier than anyone would want to have a baby, but I can't help feeling like the waiting game has begun. I had Jr. at 36 weeks and the nurse practioner has pointed out more than once that there is a chance that I will have this baby earlier. Obviously, I'm not wishing for this baby to come any earlier than 36 weeks, and full term would be a welcome miracle, but pregnancy hormones (or the mothering mind) won't let me not think about all of the possibilities.

Septate Uterus: Prenatal Appointment, 21 weeks

If I haven't already mentioned this, having a septate uterus (especially a suspected vascular septate uterus) means that there's a good chance that not a lot happens until near the end of the pregnancy. At the beginning there's some excitement about what side the baby is on and if it's your first pregnancy going over all the ins and outs of what could happen, what the game plan is, and what preterm labor will feel like. The nearer you get to your due date more things could possibly occur. They may detect some growth restriction, your child could be in a compromising position, like Jr., or you can have premature rupture of the membranes and/or preterm labor. In between there's a good chance that nothing much is happening, which is the lovely phase I currently find myself in.

Raspberry Coffee Cake

Because raspberries.

If you're friends with me on Facebook, you would have seen pictures of the raspberry Danish braid I made on Sunday and may be wondering why more raspberries? Well, simply put, Kroger had them on sale: $0.99 for a 6 oz package! The best part (besides the price)? They actually looked good, which is not always the case at Kroger when it comes to any produce, especially if it's on super sale. Maybe they've been listening to all the critical feedback I've been giving on those surveys they print on the receipts.

Septate Uterus: Prenatal Appointment, Week 19

For a normal person this Wednesday would mark the half way point in a pregnancy, for me I'm past that but there's no knowing how far past. But no matter what, the reality of it all really starts to set in around the halfway mark. During a fitful night of sleep last night (for Jr. and therefore me too), I began to worry about what we were going to do with Jr. during the day while I'm in the hospital. My husband can't skip all of his classes and work just because I had a baby. After all, he'll need to miss at least two days of classes/work in the spring for Holy Week. But I know that everything will work out, but it's all part of the pregnancy crazies.

Septate Uterus: Prenatal Appointment, 17 weeks

Everything remains at status quo, though my appointment at the end of this week may be interesting since I may have overdone it while dancing at my brother's wedding. Oh well, live and let live. :)

Septate Uterus: Prenatal Appointment, 14 weeks

Well, as expected nothing much happened at this appointment. Most of it was spent waiting and the biggest chunk of remaining time was spent in ultrasound.