In honour of Vivienne’s three month anniversary, I decided to start up my blog again. I have so much to share, all of it very good at this point.
I survived the pregnancy, obviously, although it was pretty rough going. Not something I am going to repeat in a hurry. Or ever.
But I am SO glad I did it. So glad it happened; so glad this little angel was sent to us. I have never been happier in my life.
Vivienne, who we are calling Vivi, is just the most amazing baby. She has the sweetest personality and she is just so easy. Everything that a good baby should do, she does. She eats well, poos well, sleeps well and is so social and friendly to everyone. And she’s so beautiful.
I’ll tackle the backstory, including the birth and our first weeks in the near future.
But at least we are back online.
Thank you for the all the supportive comments, especially during the last few months of my pregnancy. I appreciated them so much.
Hopefully, this is going to be a fun blog from now on :-)
Finally. My little Vivi Rosebud’s birth day has arrived.
I am so ready to not be pregnant anymore. My right foot looks like a sausage and I have a cankle. This was enough of a worry to have a doppler test done to check for thrombosis yesterday. Luckily, I got the all-clear on that.
Gynaecologist said anaesethiologist is not happy giving me a spinal block because of the MS. I have been worried about this too. So it will be general anaesthetic. I feel happier about this.
To my dear little Vivienne:
I wish you a safe passage to the outside world tomorrow, my little sweetheart.
I can’t wait to see your little face and hold you in my arms.
I love you so much already.
Tomorrow is going to be so wonderful :-)
Scary, but the most wonderful day ever!
Beary dog has been studiously ignoring my belly for months now :-) But she is not leaving my side for long. I know both dogs are going to be so delighted to have a little one in the house. We won’t ever have to have an Au Pair, because Vivienne will have her own two Au Bears :-)
Time getting short now before our little sweetheart arrives!
The last two nights I have snored Michael awake when I turn on my back, lol. I guess no-one said pregnancy was all glamour :-)
These past couple of days have been so cold. People’s water pipes have been bursting. We will tell Vivi one day of the freezing Winter when she was born! Very cold July!
Luckily the hospital where I deliver is notoriously hot! Because I suspect once my little internal hot water bottle is out in the world, I am going to get nice and cold.
Only 7 nights to go until we meet our little Vivienne Rose.
Getting very exciting now!!
Check out my pregnancy ticker: 38 weeks, currently.
It’s been a long haul, but Vivi-bunny and I have come so far.
And is little missy ever active at night! Daddy has to spoon us, and talk to us, and then it’s just knees and bum and feet, making such bumps in my tummy. I do love it. So glad we are getting to experience it.
Apparently one is supposed to sing to one’s unborn baby.
Oh, I had such plans for this pregnancy. I was going to listen to loads of classical music, sings songs, be ultra-relaxed, eat so well, exercise gently for the whole nine months…
Alas, the MS had other ideas. It has broken me down.
Still, I do try and sing her her little song a couple of times a day…
(to the tune of Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star)
Twinkle. twinkle Vivi-bun,
Such a special little one.
Deep inside my tummy-tum,
Gonna have a lot of fun!
Twinkle, twinkle Vivi-bun,
what a special little one :-)
This pregnancy is much harder than i would have ever thought possible.
I have been relaping since January, and it is getting bad now. Not helped by the dizzy spells of positional low blood pressure!
On the one hand, I have my OB/GYN heartily recommending a short course of corticosteroids.
On the other hand, my neurologist, who is hesitant to give the go-ahead.
And then there is the sonar pic of the most beautiful little girl ever, who has stolen my heart and continues to do so with every movement in my belly.
On a practical notre, I am virtually house-bound. I am also hugely dependant on Michael, which is awkward as he isn’t here for most of the day. I can’t do any household chores, including cooking. Bathing is a scary endevour. Showering completely out of the question.
I fantasise about taking medicine to get better, especially before the caesarian section, scheduled 17 July. It would be bliss to feel better by then.
The medical profession seems to be rather divided about taking cortisone while pregnant. But generally it is considered safe for baby and necessary if the mom clearly needs it.
I am so conflicted. But things have regressed quite a lot since last week. I can’t sit in the garden anymore. Too wobbly.
I wish the ms would just bugger off and leave me in peace.
This baby was somewhat on the unplanned side, although we were admittedly (and intentionally, probably) being a tad reckless.But I wouldn’t swap her for anyting in the world. I love her so much.
Which is why I want to be able to care for her properly once she is here.
Like I said, this is really hard.
Maybe I should follow my Ob/Gyn’s advice. He is the expert, after all.