Week 25
This has been a fun week and like I said last week I would have a lot more to report as we have now been to the doctor and had two classes. Wednesday night we had our first class at Mercy called Baby Care Class. This was very interesting and a little scary at the same time. We watched a video on how to properly install a car seat, learned how to swaddle, change a diaper, bathe a newborn, and the best but scariest was the pictures of what newborns look like. They were showing us some pretty gross stuff. For instance we learned that a newborn girl has a period and we saw a freshly circumcised penis, and a nasty umbilical cord. I was gagging looking at some of the pictures and TB along with all the other men were cringing on the circumcision pictures. We took infant CPR class on Monday night (yes the night of the National Championship game) TB survived and came out with more knowledge than before and was able to catch up his dvr to see the last quarter live.
About two weeks ago I was driving to work listening to the radio (I always listen to Bob FM and rarely change the station but this time I did). The song called The River by Garth Brooks came on the radio. I was listening to the words and just started crying in the car. This song truly touched me as I was thinking about our journey with infertility and how we never gave up on this dream, how family members have not given up with their health fight, and how my goal is to teach Blake and Dax to never give up on what they truly want in life. So with that being said you can only imagine what the person on the highway must have been thinking at 8 in the morning on their drive to work. I came home that night and told Richard that we had to download this song and how it made me cry on my way to work. We downloaded it and have listened to it several times since that morning. I attributed this to pregnancy hormones and went about my business until Sunday (01-09-11) morning at church. Our preacher began a new sermon series called “Be the person you were born to be” He talked about going for your goals and dreams and persevering through life when times are tough. At the end of the sermon he told us there was a “special song” he wanted us to listen to. (Normally we stand and sing but this time we were sitting) I usually take this time to use the restroom since I’m not a singer. I leaned over and whispered to Richard that I needed to go to the restroom but figured I would wait through this “special song” since we were not standing. Then at that moment I heard the music and looked over and said it’s the river song, omg that’s it I know it. We were shocked and listened again to this song that popped back into our lives two weeks ago. I of course was tearing up as I realized that Monday morning from two weeks ago had more meaning than I ever knew. I all of a sudden had a sense of peace that this pregnancy is going to stay healthy for the rest of the term.
Health Update:
In the bottom of the uterus lying very low with her head down and feet in her mommy’s ribs weighing in at 1lb 7oz with a heartbeat of 134 we have Blake Evelyn Foster. At the top of the uterus head on the left side and feet in his sister’s face weighing in at 1lb 13oz with a heartbeat of 154 we have Dax Glenn Foster. Both babies are doing well and we have made it far enough to where they could both survive outside the uterus “ring”. I was told to keep walking and I have officially made it past the first week of anticipated bed rest. I have a 26 week appointment this afternoon so fingers crossed that I’m still free of the bed rest.
As always, thank you for your kind words, thoughts, and prayers. Goals: 36 weeks, healthy babies, and no bed rest.
Hen and Foxy Father To Be
The song:
How your baby's growing
Head to heels, your baby now measures about 13 1/2 inches. Her weight — a pound and a half — isn't much more than an average rutabaga, but she's beginning to exchange her long, lean look for some baby fat. As she does, her wrinkled skin will begin to smooth out and she'll start to look more and more like a newborn. She's also growing more hair — and if you could see it, you'd now be able to discern its color and texture.25 WEEKS
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| The diaper change.... |
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| Dax kicking his sister in the face on the left and sleeping like his dad on the right. |
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