Her Story So Far

Our baby girl was born July 25, 2012! She's amazingly beautiful and perfect! Here is her story so far.
It started Tuesday July 24th. I was feeling restless so told Brendan I wanted to go to the mall to eat dinner and then walk around the mall because I always read that walking helps move along labor. Id been having mild cramping, it felt like menstrual cramps but nothing bad. So we had dinner and walked. I made it one loop and was super tired so we went home. Oh I should warn you, I'm going to just tell it like it happened so if you're grossed out my bleeding, discharge and the like, you may want to turn away!
Anyway, I noticed that I was having some watery discharge. I'd been losing my mucus plug for a couple days so I assumed it had to do with that.
The next morning I had an appointment with Dr. Bodon for an ultrasound so get an idea of how big she was. I went to work early that day then left for my appointment. We did the ultrasound, the tech said she had a big belly but not so big head. And that she was probably around 8 lbs 6 ounces. Yikes! I went in for my checkup with Dr. Bodon and waited for a while. When she came in she asked about the watery discharge. I told it'd started last night and she checked it for amniotic fluid, which it was. Apparently my waters were leaking. She told me that I would have to go to the hospital and probably be induced, since we weren't exactly sure how long they'd been leaking.
And so I got out of there and called my mom since she had to fly here from Oregon. Told her to get a flight and get down here. Then I called Brendan and told him to get off work and come home. I went back to work to hand out some of the things I was working on then went to the house to get everything we needed.
We got to the hospital around 11am. They were expecting me, so we went to our room and settled in. They hooked me up to antibiotics just in case of bacteria from my waters leaking. We just kind of hung out there for a while until the pitocin they also gave me started to kick in. It's a medicine to help induce labor. Well for me it started to kick in a little too well. Normally contractions come and go, like ebbing and flowing, peaking then settling down. For about two hours, my contractions just kept coming. It would get bad, start to come down and then start back up again. I had no rest. And my contractions were low so the monitor wasn't picking them up. I was miserable. Finally the epidural man came. Hooray!!! He was explaining all the risks and everything and Brendan was asking questions but I totally didn't care at all and just wanted him to help. So he put in the epidural. Brendan said it was pretty weird to watch but I was in pain and didn't even really care. After that kicked in I was feeling totally fine. At around 5pm I was 5cm and was trying to rest and take a nap. That didn't work out so well with all the wires and my blood pressure cuff going off every 10 minutes. But at least I was able to rest a bit. My moms flight was getting in at 7:45 and my dad was on his way too. I'm not sure exactly what time he got there, but it was awesome that he made it!
The next time the doctor came in, she checked me and said you're 9 1/2, it's time to start pushing. I started to panic a little bit, my mom wasn't there yet and I wasn't sure if I was ready! But that doesn't stop babies! So they turned off my epidural and I started pushing through the contractions. Honestly the next while is a bit fuzzy, but it was PAINFUL. I was pushing and Brendan and the doctor could see the top of her head but my back was hurting so bad I couldn't even think straight. All I could think about was my back and making it stop hurting and getting away from the pain. Down there wasn't even registering on my pain-o-meter. The doctor told me that her head was face up so it was a little bit harder for her to come out. Turns out when they're head up it's like giving birth to a baby that weighs an extra pound. It's really hard to push them out. So after a while of pushing as hard as I could and crying and thinking I couldn't do it she offered to help with the vacuum. She attached it to her head and starting trying to get her out with my pushing and the sucking of the vacuum. It got to a point when I honestly didn't think it was going to happen. I didn't think I could push anymore or that my pushing was going to get her out. I was trying with all my might and suddenly she was almost there! Her head came out and that's when my mom ran in the room! She JUST got there to see her get totally pulled out and be born. My mom made it! And Camille was finally born! July 25, 2012 and 8:00 pm. They took her and started cleaning her and making sure all was right with her. I stayed on the bed and Dr. Bodon started stitching up my insides, while I attempted to wrap my brain around it all. Brendan stayed by the baby and took pictures and watched them clean her up. She weighed in at 6 pounds 12 ounces, WELL off the expected weight but THANK GOODNESS she wasn't 8lb6oz! I don't know how that would've worked at all!
She got all cleaned up and I got all stitched and cleaned up and they gave her to me to hold. She was so beautiful. It's impossible to describe that moment, I was just so happy. It was amazing.
We hung in the room for a while longer, letting everyone hold her and her getting a bath. I was starving and thirsty but it was late and nothing was open so the nurse brought my a sandwich. It was bread and turkey, which I balked at first, but then totally ate it. Poor Brendan was starving too, since he hadn't eaten much all day either! So I told him to go get some food while we waited to be moved. Eventually they figured out which room we were going to and we started getting ready to go downstairs. Recovery is like on the OTHER side of he hospital so they put me in a wheelchair and my parents loaded up our stuff onto a cart and away we went.
We had the room all to ourselves which was really nice. It had an adjusty bed for me, crib for Camille and a terrible chair that turned into a terrible bed for Brendan. That first night was rough. I tried to feed the baby a couple time, it was only working so so. I got an hour and half sleep that night. Every time the baby would move I was worried something bad was happening. I was so worried I was going to break her or hurt her.  Thursday, my parents came over while Brendan went home to try to get some real sleep. We just kind of hung out in the room while the nurses came and went with all their million tests and checks. I was insanely thirsty but otherwise was a-ok. I was able to take a shower which seriously felt like the most amazing thing ever. That night my mom stayed at the hospital while Brendan slept at home. I got like 3 hours of sleep and was feeling fine. Friday, we were hoping we would be going home that day and Raime came to see us! She held Camille and brought us flowers :-) But then the nurse came in and said the pediatrician wanted to talk to me on the phone. When I got on he told me that the baby had an infection and needed to go to NICU and wouldn't be going home with us. The nurse told me that Brendan could go with her but I had to wait until I was discharged. I was devastated and crying. I felt like I had done something wrong, was somehow unfit and was hurting her. I was crying and she was crying and I was trying to calm down but I was freaking out about her leaving me. We hadn't been apart really yet and it was killing my heart for her to leave.
I was discharged a couple hours later and headed upstairs to the NICU area. She was in a bed with a warming lamp and already had a ton of wires and tubes coming off her when I got there. Brendan explained what was going on. I'm so glad that he went with her so that she wasn't alone. Basically she probably swallowed amniotic fluid and maybe meconium while she was being born and she got a little infection. They gave her some shots but it wasn't enough so they had to hook her up to an IV of antibiotics. She would be staying there for 7-10 days. And I had to go home every night without her. There aren't beds in the NICU so I couldn't stay with her all the time. Looking around the NICU I realize how very very lucky I am, there are babies in bubbles, with tubes breathing for them. It's heartbreaking. But it doesn't make leaving her there any easier.
We've fallen into a routine of being there for her 8am feeding and pretty much all day. We leave around 9pm and I come home and pump twice during the night so she has food for the nighttime when I'm not there. She's a good baby, she's not too fussy, loves to just sit up and look around. My mom comes with me on most days and we've got a system all worked out, setting up privacy screens and the pumping station, I feed her, then Grammi holds her while I pump. I keep reminding myself that she's okay there, she doesn't even know any different, she's never gone home, doesn't know that there's an awesome room waiting for her.
I am hopeful that the doctors will give us a date soon of when she'll be able to come home. The nurses have told us it's 7-10 days but they have to assess her numbers so they couldn't give a day. We should be getting new infection test results soon. Every time she's had them the numbers have halved. her high point was 1.44, then .89, then .45 then .28. Fingers crossed that the next one is at zero. Friday will be a week since she's been there. I want to hold my baby without cords and wires coming out of her. I want to bring her home and snuggle her. She's so beautiful, she's like a little baby dolly. I know I'm biased but I'm seriously blown away by how pretty she is.
Here's some random pictures

Fingers crossed, pray, do a rain dance, whatever it is you do, please do it for Camille to come home and be healthy. Thank you for all the love you all have given us.

Highs and Lows and Every Other Which Way

Lots has happened since Comic Con. I've been tired and honestly, lazy, to blog. Let's attempt to recap, we'll go in chronological order to make it smoother.
I bought a diaper bag. For a penny. That's right One Cent. It was on Amazon and was obviously a mistake but I bought it figuring hey the worst that could happen is they cancel the order and give me my penny back. But they didnt. I didn't even pay shipping because I'm an Amazon Prime member. It's not totally my style or first choice but dude for a penny? I'll take it and love it! I checked again recently and it's normally $60 on sale for $40 now. Total Score!


Next is that the baby is well. Here's a pic from the last ultrasound I had. Her hands are up and you can see her lips and nose and her eyes are shaded. She looks like she has big ol lips in this picture. She was practicing breathing so we could see her moving her mouth and her chest going up and down.

Sunday I was feeling crampy and had a backache all day so I called Monday morning and asked if I could come in. They squeezed me in and hooked me up to the NST to make sure all was well. She was fine and the doc checked me out. I was dilated 1-2cm and my cervix was really thinned out. She also said the babies head was really low, which explains the pain I feel with every step I take, she's basically bouncing on my pelvis. I'm having an ultrasound tomorrow to see how big she is. My due date is in less than two weeks but I don't think I'm going to make it another two weeks. Everything is achey and tired. And lots of other signs that are gross or tmi, like losing of mucus plug, sorer boobs and farts. Im just tired. Here's a pic a co worker took of me today. I'm ginormous.

 Lastly, I lost my grandma last night. It was very sudden and unexpected and has hit me very hard. I'm feeling a lot of emotions and not handing them very well. During the day I try to put it out of my mind to get through work and life without being a mess but the minute I'm alone I dissolve. I'm lucky enough to have 3 awesome grandparents left, but I think that because I've never lost anyone this close, it's especially hard. Through my fucked up teen/early twenties years I disapointed my grandparents big time and created a large rift between us. I didn't even really talk to them until I saw them at my Aunt's wedding a few years back. It was hard because I usually am of the mind that I am who I am today because of the things I went through and theyve made me stronger. But when I saw my grandparents I was so ashamed of not being smart/good/non-trouble/insert whatever adjective that I was a mess. We talked and it was ok but its still ackward and hard for me to talk to them. After all this time I still feel like I need to prove to them that I'm ok, that I turned out ok. I just thought I'd have more time to show her. My Papa had a stroke last year a month before my wedding that prevented them from coming so I haven't seen them in years and years. I think 6-7. I'll never get to show my daughter to her or let her hold her. She'll never hear her laugh or cry. I'll never get to take those photos with my daughter mom and grandma and be like 4 generations! or whatever.
I'm so at a total loss. I'm having a hard time wrapping my brain around that I won't ever see her again while at the same time getting ready to say hello to a new person for the first time. Life is full of hello's and goodbye's. We never know when one will happen.
Tell your family you love them. You really never know when something can happen. Nothing is more important than your loved ones. Nothing is worth putting them off. Write them a letter, send them a picture. Call just to say hi. Tell them you love them. All of them. Even the ones you're not always sure you love, because deep down you do (everyones got those ones!)
I love you all. If you're reading this, you're a loved one. I will make an effort to be closer to those I love and not waste time on those I don't.

COMIC CON!!!

I've wanted to go to Comic Con for as long as I can remember. I have memories of going to these small cons at like the Santa Maria Inn and being totally in to it, getting signatures and just loving it all. For some reason or another, I've never been to Comic Con. Well this weekend that changed.
IT WAS FREAKING AWESOME.
I can't even begin to describe. I drove down Thursday morning, picked up my badges and cruised the exhibitors hall. If you've ever been to the SD Convention center, this took up the ENTIRE bottom floor. Like wall to wall exhibits, booths, comics, games, oddball stuff, everything you can imagine. I saw like size Lego replicas of Gandalf, took a picture with a Michonne dummy from Walking Dead (ps, thanks dude for getting in my pic), saw some AMAZING artwork and really awesome old comics in amazing condition. People were dressed in crazy costumes. Like men dressed as Princess Leia. I'm bummed I didn't get a pic of that haha. Half the time I was just too in awe of everything and i kept forgetting to get out my camera!
Friday I was hoping to see Firefly. And I think Comic Con made a big mistake by not putting it in Hall H. The hall it was in was WAY too small for all the people that wanted to see it. I ALMOST got in but not quite. While waiting for Firefly I realized that I qualified as disabled so I got my disabled sticker for my badge and got in that line. That's the only reason that I ALMOST made it. Sadly I could hear the crowds screaming but didn't get to see the cast or anything. I heard it was an awesome panel though. So I stayed in that line and caught the Bones panel. It was a good panel. David Boreanaz is REALLY handsome in real life and he and Emily obviously play really well off each other. They joked and laughed a lot.  Pretty awesome. And I got some good knitting done while waiting in line. Yes, baby, your blanket was half knit while at Comic Con. You're welcome.

After that I hightailed it over to where Falling Skies was going to be even though I was a panel and a half early, I just didn't want to miss it. So I sat through half the Gears of War panel, which apparently is a video game, but sounded very interesting. They put a lot of work into those back stories on video games! Then was a really awesome Marvel panel that talked a lot about what they're working on now, the Avengers vs X-Men arc they've got going now, and offered advice to artists and writers that wanted to break into the biz. By then I had moved my way up to like the 7th row of the hall so I was in good shape when Falling Skies came out! It was moderated by Wil Wheaton which was hysterical. Moon Bloodgood is strikingly beautiful. Noah Wyle looks just like you think he would. He seems like a sort of serious, introverted guy. Like he kind of felt ackward being up there talking about himself. Which was sort of cute. Will Patton I think is a bit of a weird bird. He answered questions but usually with like one word or sentence. Everyone else seemed to really enjoy it and to be having fun. Got to see some sneak peaks of what's coming!!! also got a juicy tidbit of info........................ TERRY O'QUINN is joining Falling Skies!!!!!! Locke from Lost!!! Love that guy, so Super excited to see what kind of character he'll be!!

Saturday I didn't have a ticket to Comic Con so I missed out on a lot of big stuff. But I'm going to pretend that day didn't happen so I don't feel sad about it. I just hung out at Jennifer and Froy's house. Had lunch with her, did some homework, watched some TV and went to bed early. Had to be up and at 'em for Sunday!
SUNDAY! I took the earliest trolley (I parked at Qualcomm and took the trolley to the convention center) and got there around 7am. Luckily, I had my handy dandy disabled sticker still so I got in that line instead of the MASSIVE Hall H line. This guy was waiting for us:
Got in easily and got a pretty darn good seat. The mornings panels were Fringe, Supernatural and Doctor Who. I'm not caught up on Fringe, but they were a fun group to watch. This coming season is their finale so it was cool to hear what the're all working on and doing.

 I don't watch Supernatural at all so I totally didn't get anything that was going on. I only recognized one guy because he's English and was on Doctor Who for a couple episodes.
Then, the moment I'd been waiting for! Chris Hardwick ran out and he was the moderator for Doctor Who! Could it get any better?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??! They showed some clips and then brought out Steven Moffatt, the Ponds, the Doctor and another producer/writer lady (she talked like once the whole time). It was really cool. Listening to Moffat talk about how he writes and has all this stuff in his head and how he doesn't tell the cast things until they're about to happen (or not at all). The interaction between the cast was great, they are all obviously close and told great stories, like how Matt has a stalker lady that thinks he looks like a hedgehog. Yes, a hedgehog.



This was a guy in a wheelchair that turned it into a Dalek!

And Chris Hardwick dressed up as 10 for some party last night and Matt Smith busted him:
 
After the Who panel got out did another exhibit floor round and then went to the turn in a ticket I got at Falling Skies and got two cool little pins and then I called it a day.

 It sounds like I didn't do much, but the massive amounts of walking and standing in line take up a good chunk. My feet are pretty sore and my body isn't too happy about all the standing and sitting. But I don't care. It was WORTH IT. You can't really see the madness in this pic but here's a shot:

I'm exhausted and going to bed. Here's a couple more pics

Baby Countdown is THREE WEEKS! Stormageddon Brewing!

Five Short weeks and so much to do

We are officially at the 5 weeks until her due date time. I realize she can come anytime before or even after that, but it's easier for me to grasp if I keep a general date in mind. Five short weeks. Next month! It's July. Holy Frijoles.
Doctors appointments have been going well. I've done two NST's and they were both good, so she's moving and doing whatever it is that they want her to be doing. The ultrasound I had at Dr. Steigers put her at about 5 lb 9 oz. They say they can gain around 1/2 lb a week so there's a good chance she'll be around a 9 pound baby. Weirdly enough, I'm not that worried about that right now. I guess I have so much else on my brain that the actual pushing out of a ginormous baby isn't even registering. haha Pregnancy brain strikes again! Here's some pics of me at the Dr and the richter scale thing they guage the NST's on.

 In other news, I had a nice weekend. I met with some of my knitting friends on Saturday morning. Made a new knitting friend and just laughed and talked a lot. I love knitting, I just wish I had more time to do it. I love yarn and feeling it and working with it but I just have a hard time finding the time. I'm not good enough to knit without looking and things like that so I have a hard time multi tasking. I thought I was doing super good on Saturday but then later on I realized I had misread the pattern. So I ripped it all out and started over. I'm about to where I was when I had to frog so at least I'm not too far behind. I also finally made a new knitting needle holder. With my super special Tardis fabric. Yes I finally actually cut it. I had a yard and I've been terrified to cut into it and ruin it. Luckily I'm SUPER stoked on how it turned out.

 I also might have something of a needle problem. I'll admit it. But interestingly enough I feel like I'm actually missing some of my straight needles. I have a lot of circulars. They're the crappy ones I bought on Amazon. Which are actually and Amazing deal, but my dogs really seem to enjoy chewing and I've had a couple of them break pretty easily. I'd like to get one of those sets that has the interchangeable needles.

 And then I spent the rest of Sunday cleaning the office. I'm definitely not done yet but I've been slowly working on it and I actually made some good progress. I was able to make room and move the yarn buckets into the weird closet area in the office. I may have to enforce a no yarn buying ban on myself.  To be fair I did just receive an awesome huge bag of yarn recently so that is part of it.

Lastly, check out this AWESOME beautiful decal in the baby's room. It took us like an hour to get it all set up but it's freaking amazing. I'm not very good at decorating so it's awesome that a whole wall is like totally beautifully decorated. Thanks mom! There's a purple bookshelf I have my eye on that will look so cute underneath the tree.

Oh on more thing. COMIC CON is NEXT WEEK! I'm SO freaking excited. and The Comic Con gods were smiling down on me. I didn't get a Saturday pass and I was just sure that one of the things I REALLY wanted to see would be on that day but it's NOT! My numero uno importante was Doctor Who and it's SUNDAY! This super pregnant gal will be there with bells on!

6 weeks

We're pretty much about six weeks away. It's a little weird. Like I'm doing all these things to get ready but I feel really detached. Like I'm doing it for someone else. Packing the bag for the hospital, washing and putting away baby clothes. I'm still having a hard time wrapping my brain around the fact that we will have a baby in just a few weeks. I'm sure this all normal, the feelings of "what if I'm a shitty parent??" or "what if it hates me?" or even "what if I dont like her?". I've talked to people who were totally indifferent their whole pregnancy and they've all assured me that once she's born and we settle in, things (and by things I mean feelings) will start to make more sense. Well and that I'll think I've gone totaly insane. But really, that's pretty regular nowadays.
Anyway, I've got two dr appts this week. One with Dr. Steiger for a Non Stress Test and a date/weight ultrasound and then another with my reg doctor for the non stress test and regular check up. I'll be having the NST's twice a week for the rest of teh pregnancy. The ultrasound will tell us if she's growing faster than she should be or if she's sticking to the schedule.
Tomorrow is my last event until the baby is born. It's in LA, it's the 1st one of it's kind and my parents are coming. I'm looking forward to it but am sad too. It's weird to not be making towels and collars all the time.
OH also, I signed up for a class for fall. Did I already mention that? well I paid for it and everything so it's legit. I'm excited. After that I'll have one class in spring and will have my accounting certificate! YAY!
Lastly I've started a different baby blanket. I've got like an inch done but it's with thicker yarn so hopefully will go faster. I have no delusions that it will be done in 6 weeks but I realized I only knit her ONE thing and I haven't even put the flowers on that dress yet. BAD KNITTER. Terrible. So I need to get cracking on this blanket!

Here's some random pictures of our life at the moment.
New Couch:

 Rocksy Snuggle Bug:

 Gift from co-worker! Yea!

 Baby Books! My mom and I are working our way to get the whole Serendipity collection! Now we just need a bookcase. Someone had mentioned getting us one, but I'm not sure exactly how to ask about it. I'm pretty sure to ask about a gift is bad taste so maybe I'll just have to let that go.

 Closet organizers! Purple is from Land of Nod (thank you Bronwyn) and the tan one is from my Auntie Diana They're awesome! I'm putting clothes up and blankets and towels and sheets and bibs and socks and tons o other crap away!

Here is the crib! With my ewok and mogwai hanging out in there for now.

 Changing table with pad and cover courtesy my best friend Jennifer. It's so pretty and soft. And my mom made that pompadour ball!

 And lastly our pizza! It looks pretty terrible but I swear it was Delicious! :-)

Keep Calm and Carry On

Things have been busy here at the Thielman house. Since we last chatted I did a fun event in San Diego with my mom where something like 150 dogs were adopted to new families. That is just so awesome, it really makes me feel good about being a part of it.

Monday the 11th, I had an ultrasound appointment. Because my mom was still in town, she got to come with me which was super cool. She's only seen pictures of ultrasounds and now she got to see the real thing, moving around in there. I made the lady double check that it's a girl and it is, thank goodness! The reason they were checking was to measure her size. Babies of gestational diabetes can tend to grow a bit more than normal so they wanted to see where she was. I was at 32 full weeks and she was measuring at a little over 33. Her head was 34.5! It's all that brain, she's a smart girl already. She weighs 4 pounds and 9 ounces. My doctor said she wasn't worried and that we'll do another ultrasound in a couple weeks to remeasure. We want to be sure she's staying like a week ahead and not growing exponentially. She also told me that I'm going to have to start having twice weekly Non Stress Tests. One with her and one with Dr. Steiger. Basically, I get strapped to monitors and whenever the baby moves, they track her heartbeat. Just making sure that it's all in normal range. I'm pretty sure I'll be doing this twice a week through the end of the pregnancy. The biggest bummer is that Dr. Steiger is in Palm Springs, so I have to take my lunch and then sick or vacation time to cover the rest since it takes 30 min to drive there and 30 min back nevermind the actual dang appointment. But hey, we do what we gotta do. It's all a-ok.

Today was our childbirth class. We had options for weekly ones but opted for the one full day get it over with one. The day started out a bit rough because we were running late and I really hate being late. So I was grumpy most of the day. The class was informative, although not much that I couldn't google and find out myself. We did watch some awesome 80's videos about birth. I even got a little teary eyes when the baby finally came out and was put on his moms chest. We did some breathing exercises, which kind of sucked because no one told us to bring pillows so we were sitting on the floor and my feet were swelling and falling asleep. But we've got the hee hee hee Whoooooo breathing down I think. They talked a lot about things for Brendan to do to help me and keep me calm and happy. Oh and we got a tour of the hospital. That was one of the main things I wanted to do. I've never visited anyone at Desert REgional so I didn't even know where the labor and delivery or maternity ward was. We cruised around, they explained where we would go and how things would work. In the labor room there was a TV and DVD player and shower and stuff for us to use while laboring. The recovery rooms were all in use so we didn't get to see those but they're not private so that kind of sucks. And that was about it! We got lots of info that we'll have to go over more at our leisure. I want to get the car seat in the car and pack the bag soon too. I've got 7 weeks to go but you never know!

I'm definitely feeling more pregnant, like peeing often and not being able to eat a lot at a time (no room in there!). The swollen feet I'm pretty much used to, even though they suck terribly. I'm tired all the time. I wish I could take naps in the afternoon. I'm more prone to want to cry. And I want to throw everything out. haha! Tomorrows plan is to clean the office more and get rid of a lot of stuff hopefully.
Oh and we got a new couch. We bought it on craigslist. We still need one more couch but at least we got rid of the pee one so hopefully B-Bop will be ok with this one and not need to mark it all the time and ruin the rug.
That's all for now. The only picture I have for you is the new stroller. It's awesome. Thanks Grandma and Grandpa Stromberg! I love it! Things are starting to come together!

Baby Showers, Zoo and Family

We had a really awesome weekend this last weekend. My mom came into town Wednesday night and helped me out on my last night of Villagefest. It's so weird to think I won't be there until after the baby is born. I've only missed like a handful of nights in the last two years. I'm bummed that I'll probably lose my spot too. But it was a good night and I got to say bye to everyone. Now I'll get to go back and walk around like a regular person :-)
Friday I worked a half day and then picked up Brendan's mom Carol, my sister and nieces from the airport! It was so awesome to have everyone here!! I made a no sugar added carrot cake for the party. I must say it was pretty darn good!!!

 Saturday we got the house all ready, decorated and whatnot for the baby shower! It was awesome. The house was packed with people, I just didn't realize so many people were coming! I mean, I saw the numbers but it looks like so much more when they're all sitting in your living room! We got so many presents, I was totally overwhelmed. It really made me feel loved to see all the things people picked out for this little girl. There was so much thought and caring put in each gift. It's amazing to me how special it all is. I got to hang out with like almost all of my favorite people in one sitting! It was beyond awesome.

And we had a sprinkler after party!

Sunday we went to the zoo and did some shopping. By the end of the day, my feet were dying, but it was totally worth it. All THREE of the cheetahs were out and I got to say hi to all my goat friends :-)
 

Sadly, everyone went home Monday. The house felt so empty!
Today I had another diabetes appointment. The girl I meet with is really nice, I like her. Anyway, I'm having a hard time with my fasting numbers. I test four times a day: once first thing in the morn (fasting) and then an hour after every meal. My meal numbers are all perfect. But the fasting ones are always high, never below the mark they set. So I have to take an average this week, if it goes up I have to make an appt for next week and meet with Dr. Steiger about possibly going on medication. If it stays about the same then we'll just play it by ear and keep an eye on it. I have my regular OB appointment tomorrow and I'm supposed to find out how big she is. If she's trending to be bigger than she should be (by the week I am) then I'm also supposed to call and make an appointment with the diabetes people. Fingers crossed tomorrow will be a good appointment.
This weekend I have an event in San Diego. It's a special event to me, it was the very first one I ever did and I've done it every year since. My mom is coming with and she's done it with me every year too. It's the SD Doggie Street Festival. Can't wait!

 And lastly here's a pic of Ava on the awesome bouncy thing at the mall!


 

Until next time................