As I’ve been seeing friends and family for the first time after Colette was born I’ve gotten a lot of questions about the whole experience and thought I’d address some of the more frequent questions.

Was it hard giving the baby to her parents (or some version of this)?

Absolutely not! I was so excited for her to join her dads in the outside world. They had waited so long for her and it was such a joy to see them finally holding her. It’s a totally different mindset going into a surrogacy pregnancy as opposed to one where you’re carrying your own child. From the beginning you know this baby is not yours. Of course I cared/care about her and love her, but it’s more like the feeling you would have for a niece or a friend’s baby. I honestly didn’t even really have a desire to hold her when they visited the next day. She was sleeping soundly and I didn’t feel like disturbing her. I did hold her when we took the kids to visit a couple weeks later and enjoyed the newborn cuddles. I have told people that I almost feel bad about how not attached I was/am to her. Don’t get me wrong, I think she’s absolutely adorable and love seeing pictures of her and all her family members, but I don’t wish she were ours…not in the slightest.

What did you do since you weren’t breastfeeding her (or some version of “wasn’t it painful?”)

I had gone back and forth about whether I wanted to pump or not. Luckily for me I know my body pretty well and had a feeling that if I wasn’t pumping every 2 hours that I would dry up pretty quickly. There were a couple uncomfortable days when my milk first came in and the pump was barely getting anything out. Once my body adjusted to the pump I was staying comfortable pumping 3x a day, morning, afternoon, and right before bed. After 2.5 weeks I was able to got to 2x a day and was completely done pumping by about 3.5 weeks. I joined a Facebook group called Human Milk for Human Babies and was able to donate the milk to a family who’s baby isn’t able to tolerate formula. I was very happy that my body responded exactly how I thought it would and I was able to stop pumping before going back to work.

Will you be a surrogate again?

My husband and I talked about this before about a month before my due date. I was surprised that he was pretty much immediately on board with doing it again. I made sure to remind him that in the beginning a lot of the cooking and taking care of the kids falls on him because I feel crappy and am exhausted. I wanted to make sure he was okay with that again. His reply was that while he’s probably not excited about it at the time that it’s really not for that long and he’s okay with doing it again.

That all being said, I’m not in a hurry to jump into it ASAP. Technically you can do a transfer 6 months post birth which would be in February, but there’s no way I’m ready to be pregnant again just yet. I want a summer off and decided that I actually didn’t mind being in my third trimester during the summer so transferring next winter is the best timing for us. I would want to be due a little later than right at the beginning of school as Liv will be starting Kindergarten that fall. Being due the end of September and later would be perfect. However, we all know that things rarely go to plan and that there is no guarantee that the next transfer will stick and we may be looking at multiple transfer attempts. I would just really prefer to be pregnant by mid March since I tend to have morning sickness well past first trimester and I would like to avoid feeling like crap during our summer camping trips. With that timeline in mind and know that it may take longer to match this time because I have a more specific list of wants since I’ve been around the block, I plan on applying with my agency again in June. The ideal would be to have a transfer in January 2020, but we’ll see how it goes.

Overall how was the experience?

It was amazing. I honestly could not have asked for better Intended Parents for my first go ’round. They were phenomenal and have set the bar very high for my next match 🙂 While there were minor hiccups along the way (usually with scheduling monitoring appointments and 1st trimester ultrasounds, we were so lucky that it only took one transfer. We were also lucky in the fact that we had an uncomplicated pregnancy that was really the easiest pregnancy and delivery I’ve had. It will be hard not to hold the next time to the ridiculously high bar this first journey set.

Those are the most asked questions thus far. Most people are hesitant to ask anything too personal at first, but I want to be so open about everything. I want this to become more “normal” and mainstream where most people can say that they’ve known someone who’s done it. That makes it more real and not some “weird/strange” thing that only a friend of a friend of a friend did. There are so many ways to build a family and this way is just as valid and special as any other way.

So if you want to ask a question, but are afraid that it’s over stepping or too personal please ask! Seriously, I’m an open book about it. From the science of it to the emotions or financial aspect…unless you’re coming at me with a rant about why this is wrong I won’t be offended and even then I will try to explain why it’s actually a very beautiful thing when so many people put in so much time and effort to bring a life into the world and create or add to a family.

Here are a couple pictures because OMG she’s cute!

Here she is meeting her great uncle…that smile 😍

with her dad ❤


Birth Story Part 2

So things chilled out pretty quickly after my husband left and the new family went to their own room. My bleeding quickly returned back to normal and my uterus was contracting back to size like it was supposed to. There were two nurses who were still wrapping things up with me. Because of the clot one of them had to be with me for two hours after she was born. They would massage my abdomen every 15 minutes just to help my uterine muscles stay on track. They were also checking my vitals to make sure those were stable.

They kept reminding me that room service closed at 11 and I should get something to eat, but nothing sounded good and I didn’t want to order something and have it sit there and get cold. I eventually ordered a strawberry milkshake and a pudding because that was the only things I thought I would be able to choke down. I wasn’t nauseous anymore, I just wasn’t hungry in the slightest. I was still a bit shaky off and on and the nurses brought some more warm blankets in which helped.

Around 11pm I was able to get up for the first time to try and use the bathroom. My legs were still a little wobbly, but I was able to make it to the bathroom without assistance. My bladder, however, was still fast asleep.

I headed back to the bed and decided to try to get some sleep. It was slow in coming and then I only napped for 30 minutes before I was up again and not able to fall back asleep. I turned on the TV and flipped through some channels. About 1am I called the nurse in because she still didn’t want me to walk to the bathroom on my own. After taking care of that business I mentioned I was now starving, but of course room service was closed. My sweet sweet nurse offered to go the cafeteria and bring me back something to eat. When she came back she felt so bad because they had pretty much nothing I had said sounded good. What she did come back with (a salad, chicken tenders, and a piece or pizza) I devoured…then laughed at the fact that I was scarfing down a bunch of fried food at 2am.

After satisfying my hunger I decided I’d probably sleep better if I changed my clothes so I did that and finally got some sleep from 2-6:15am when the nurse came in to check on me. After that the lab tech came in to draw some blood, and the anesthesiologist came in to make sure the epidural had worn off and everything felt okay. After all that commotion I couldn’t fall back asleep so I hung out, watched some TV, and ordered breakfast. There was another nurse change and we continued our streak of amazing nurses. Ser

I texted my husband and let him know that he could come around 11am. I took a bit of a nap then took a shower. My husband showed up when I was in the shower which was great because I needed some help getting out without making a mess…oh postpartum joys LOL

I had been in contact with the dads and we decided they would come by about noon and we could hang out a little before I left at 1pm. I ordered lunch and was just finishing it up when they came by. Colette was sleeping in her bassinet and we chatted for a bit. Then it was time for me to head home. We took a couple pictures as a group…just a fraction of the people who came together to bring this precious little girl into the world.

My recovery went pretty well as far as the birth part went. I didn’t have any tearing and since I didn’t have a newborn to take care of I was able to get some rest. After a day or two, I didn’t even feel like I had just given birth. Unfortunately I became pretty sick about 24 hours after she was born. I came down with what I’m pretty sure was bronchitis. Every night I had a high fever with chills. I was coughing non stop and wheezing when I breathed. Add on the fact that I was still anemic and I was exhausted. It was all I had to get the kids to school and daycare before coming home and crashing.

I took a month off work (well I worked a few hours from home) and by the time it was time to go back I was just finally feeling better with more energy. Now, 7 weeks after she made her entrance I feel great. I’m trying to exercise consistently to help shed not only the left over baby weight, but hopefully a little more than that. My problem is that I enjoy food….a lot LOL I’m okay with that though and mainly I just want to gain some strength and cardio fitness.

As for being a surrogate again…I’ll be applying with my agency again next summer and hopefully transferring in Jan 2020. People think I’m crazy for wanting to be pregnant during the summer, but I actually enjoyed it and the heat wasn’t too terrible. It’s hard to not start the process again right now, but I really want some time off. Surrogacy takes a lot of time and energy. I enjoyed it immensely and am so excited to do it again, but my kids are enjoying me having more energy for them and I’m enjoying giving my body a break from growing a human. Right now the plan is to just do this one more time, but I’m sure the hubs and I will reevaluate after the next journey and see where we’re at.

So there you have it…the complete (and incredibly long) story of how Colette made her entrance into the world to meet her dads. I love the updates they send me and it’s amazing to see how much she’s already grown and changed. I hope our relationship continues in the years to come. They mentioned bringing her back to Bend in the future to see where she was born and I would love that so much.

There will probably be a lot less blogging until I start the process over again next year. Hopefully I’ll remember to pop in every so often with what’s going on in our lives and with some updated pictures as Colette continues to grow! Thanks to everyone who has followed along and stay tuned for the next adventure 🙂


Colette’s Birth Story Part 1

I 100% thought that I would have the birth story post all typed up within a few days after her birth….then I didn’t LOL I started getting sick about 12 hours after she was born and it got worse and I’m pretty sure evolved into bronchitis that took me out for the next 8ish days. Add on the fact that I was anemic and needless to say I was wiped out…like could barely get out of bed and taking 3+ hour naps wiped out.

Luckily this isn’t my first rodeo and I remembered how quickly the details start to fade so I had the presence of mind to quickly type a short hand version of events so I could reference them later. I think I did that 2 days postpartum and it was already getting fuzzy.

So here’s how September 11th, 2018 went down for us (settle in this will be long):

I had my husband drop me off at the hospital at 7:15. I waddled in with my bag and yoga ball to check in. I sent my husband home to take our son to school before he headed to work. The plan was for me to call or text him when things were moving along and we were getting closer to pushing. Our daughter was spending the day hanging out with Nana (my mother in law who was sweet enough to come stay with us all week to help with the kids).

I got all checked in and they let me know that the dads were already there and waiting in the room for me. They sent me back to the room where there were hugs all around and a couple pictures. We all hung out for awhile waiting for the nurse to come in and get things started.

She came in and did a bunch on intake stuff which means lots of questions, signatures, and starting an IV line. My OB starts inductions with Pitocin (which causes contractions). The Pitocin was started in my IV about 9am and contractions began 45 minutes later.

My OB’s protocol (or maybe it’s the hospital’s) with Pitocin is to increase the dose every 1/2 hour until contractions are regular and strong. I think it’s started at something like 2 mL over 1 hour and is increased by 2 mL. The contractions started out easy enough and there was still lots of chatting going on. Eventually they increased enough to where I wasn’t talking through them. I was still sitting in the bed so it wasn’t to where I needed to change positions to get through them.

We watched some TV, Bizarre Foods, if I remember correctly. When we had gotten there the nurse had let me know that it was their new policy to let laboring women eat until they had an epidural so if I wanted to order some room service I could do that. I wasn’t super hungry, but decided to order a smoothie because I hadn’t been able to eat much breakfast before getting to the hospital. Around lunch time the dads headed off to grab a bite to eat. I felt bad with them just sitting in there because I’m sure it must have been boring as can be! I mean I know I was bored, but I could only walk circles in the birthing unit and that didn’t sound all that appealing.

At that point I got on my yoga ball next to the bed and did some bouncing and hip rolling. What I really wanted to do was rest my upper body on the bed, but every time I leaned forward the monitor would lose her heartbeat so I had to stay more or less straight up.

We got the Pitocin up to an 8 and my contractions seemed to be getting more consistent and stronger so the nurse said we could stay there for awhile. I don’t know how long we stayed at 8, but we eventually agreed that the contractions had backed off a bit and we should up the Pitocin again. I knew I wouldn’t be able to eat after my epidural so even though I knew I would be throwing it up later (I puked while pushing with both my kids and was prepared for the same) so I ordered some soup and a roll.

After we upped the Pitcocin we talked about getting the epidural on board and breaking my water. I could have chosen to wait until I actually really needed the epidural, but I didn’t want things to move along too fast and not be able to get one. The nurse did a quick cervical check and I was only at 4 cm so I was glad that we were going to break my water and hopefully speed things up, but I was also preparing for the fact that this little girl might be making her entrance the next day. At 4:30pm I got my epidural. It took the anesthesiologist 3 tries to get it set up, but I’m going to go ahead and take the blame for that as I realized that I wasn’t as hunched over as I thought I was and once I gave him some more space between my vertebrae he was able to place it. *Side note…I always hear people say they’re terrified of getting the epidural because of the size on the needle. I promise you it is not that big of a deal! If you are really miserable and want an epidural, don’t let that be the reason you don’t get it because you will not even notice it 🙂

After my epidural was all set and working my OB came in to break my water around 5pm. I was at 5cm and 70% effaced. The way she was digging around up there I was so glad I decided to have my epidural already in place.

I texted my husband to let him know what was going on and we agreed that he would get home from work, shower, see the kids, eat some dinner, then head to the hospital after. We were preparing for a long night based on our previous experiences with our kids’ labor and deliveries. At 5:30pm we turned on a soccer game (fun fact..we have watched a soccer game during all of my labors) and just hung out. I got really chatty with the Fentanyl then really sleepy and had to close my eyes for a bit.

I don’t remember what time exactly my husband showed up, maybe around 7pm when the nurses were doing their shift change. While the nurses were changing over the day nurse mentioned that I had pushed with my kids for hours so we were all prepared for that again. The new nurse jokingly said she’d make sure to get the baby out in 15 minutes of pushing and we all laughed 🙂

The new nurse did a cervical check at 7:30 just to see where we were at and I was 7-8cm. The nurse said she thought that at the rate I was progressing it wouldn’t be that much longer. I was skeptical to saw the least. She asked if in my previous labors where I had ended up pushing for hours if they had let me labor down first. I told her that no, they didn’t have me labor down until after I had been pushing for at least an hour and a half. We thought that maybe we’d try that first to see if it made for less pushing later. The contractions started to break through the epidural and I had to hit the magic button a to get more meds flowing. The nurse stepped out to do a few things and said she’d be back in about a half hour to see how things were going.

About 15min later as we were all chatting I starting feeling a lot more pressure and could feel her head moving lower. I could tell we’d start pushing very soon. I was comfortable with the contractions again which was great. Previously I had my epidurals in for so long that they were wearing off by the time I started pushing…not the case this time, I was NUMB! I was a little worried about not being able to feel anything when I pushed.

At 8pm the nurse came back in. I let her know that I was feeling A LOT of pressure and was sure I was completely dilated. She did a quick check and I was 10 cm. She started to get things set up then about 8:10pm had me try a practice push. I did 2 two pushes and apparently they were pretty efficient because she said something like “whoa, okay stop!” Baby was right there and she needed to get the doctor and some more nurses in the room. The baby wasn’t exactly a fan on the push and they gave me an oxygen mask to get her some more oxygen.

About 10 minutes later the OB was there and the nurses were getting the finishing touches set up. Our main nurse was standing next to me and I told her that even though I know they baby is right there that I still kid of didn’t believe her that it was going to be that fast. She laughed and told me to just wait a minute and I’d see that she was right.

I don’t have a lot of recollection about what the dads were doing during all this. I think they were trying to stay out of the way a bit and were probably getting even more and anxious and excited that they would be meeting their daughter within minutes.

About 8:25ish I was ready to get this baby out and to her dads! 3 pushes later and she was out and on my belly! She was born at 8:29pm. When they weighed her we were all surprised to find out that she was 8lbs! I did definitely not feel as big as I did with my kids (who were 8 1/2 and 8lbs). Plus she was so easy to get out that I thought for sure she’d be smaller, but nope! She was 19 1/2 inches long and as sweet as could be!

After letting the cord sit for a minute one of the dads cut the cord and she went straight to them for some skin to skin. I loved that the hospital had a nurse in there that was there just for them and the baby. Her only job was to help them get settled and make sure they had everything they needed.

While they were bonding with baby Colette my OB was trying to get the placenta out and my uterus to contract. She said that it could take up to 20min for it to come out, but she obviously didn’t want it to take that long. She started massaging my belly to get it to detach which made me nauseous. After what seemed like maybe 10ish (if that) minutes after the baby was born the placenta followed. Then I got the shakes…I didn’t get them with my kids so it was a new experience. I didn’t feel cold or anything, I just couldn’t stop shaking. My OB chatted a bit then congratulated everyone and went back to work. There was some more belly massage and my husband ran to the car to bring me back my Tums because I was having some massive heartburn. A few minutes later I started getting nauseous again. Lucky for me I had had my husband grab me one of the blue puke sacks before I started pushing because I figured I’d be puking like before. I did end up throwing up and that made me pass a larger clot. It was big enough that the nurses needed to weigh it. They gave me from Zofran in my IV for the nausea which definitely helped. My uterus was still not wanting to really contract so they gave me some more meds for that. After the clot though my bleeding quickly went back to normal.

I did keep glancing over to the corner where Colette and her dads were bonding. They got to feed her about 15 minutes after she was born and she gobbled it all up. It was so sweet to finally see them all together after all these months waiting for her arrival.

About 9:30 my husband headed home to sleep in a comfy bed. The baby and her dads were taken to their own room and I was left to relax a bit.

I’m going to end it here and do a part two later because this has taken me forever to type up. I know there are details that I’ve forgotten, but that’s bound to happen. It’s amazing how fast the details get fuzzy after labor and delivery.

To be continued….

She’s Here!

I’ll right out a full birth story this week, but she was born last Tuesday at 8:29pm. She was 8lbs and 19 1/2 inches. It was my fastest and easiest labor and delivery! Recovery has been okay. I caught the nasty cough my daughter had had the day after she was born. I lost a little more blood than normal right after delivery, but nothing too bad.

Here are a couple pictures to hold you over until I get the full story down


Well it looks like we’re going to make it to our induction date tomorrow (which I had thought we would, but was hoping to be wrong). I’m a bit relieved in a sense because it’s my OB running the induction and likely delivering (as long as she doesn’t take more than like 24 to arrive) her. I love my OB and the induction/delivery she oversaw with my daughter so I’m thankful in that respect that we made it this far.

Weekly Update

How far along: 40+1

How big is baby: about the size of a Red Panda..I’m guessing she’s probably in the low 7s for weight, or maybe I’m just hoping she will be LOL

Symptoms: nausea, insomnia, tiredness, sore hips, lots of pelvic pressure

Movement: she keeps flip flopping her bum from one side to the other, which isn’t always comfortable.

Sleep: hahahahahahahahahahaha

Miss anything? Sleep, not being nauseous

Food cravings? salads, Mexican food, fruit

Anything making you queasy or sick? waking up early does not agree with my stomach

Progress: At my appt last week I was 3cm and had her sweep my membranes just in case it started anything (obviously it didn’t). I continued on the normal pattern of BHs and a few painful contractions in the evenings with nothing really coming of them. Today I’ve had what feel like more labor like contractions, but they are spaced out and inconsistent so I’m not making anything of them. Either way she’ll be here soon!

Best moment of the week? Watching Wyatt’s first soccer game on Saturday. He’s in a kindergarten league and it’s hilarious. He had so much fun and is definitely looking forward to his next game.


I was sorta hoping I would be writing a birth story instead of a weekly, but here we are LOL

Weekly Update

How far along: 39+3

How big is baby: about the size of an American short hair cat…around 7-8lbs and 19-21 inches

Symptoms: I’ve had some real contractions and Monday night I had cramping that kept waking me up throughout the night, morning/all day sickness is making a comeback which sucks

Movement: she’s still fairly active, but her movements are typically more painful. I can feel her pushing against my cervix and it hurts!

Sleep: I miss it and am really looking forward to my first postpartum sleep LOL This morning I woke up at 4:30am to pee and wasn’t able to go back to sleep before my alarm went off

Miss anything? Sleep, not being nauseous

Food cravings? fruits, salads, some sweets

Anything making you queasy or sick? being awake LOL

Progress: It’d be great if these painful contractions I’ve been having would turn in to actual labor contractions, but so far they are inconsistent. I don’t plan on having my OB check my this afternoon. If I don’t know then I can imagine I’m making progress. If she told me I was still at 2cm and 50% effaced I would be bummed out. The only thing keeping me sane is knowing that by this time next week she should be out and in her dads’ arms.

Best moment of the week? Wyatt had his first day of Kindergarten this morning and he was sooo excited. He had absolutely no problem ditching me as soon as we got his stuff put away. I love his confidence about being on his own in a new environment, I hope he’s always able to keep that. I can’t wait to pick him up and hear all about his day. We were so lucky that he was able to get a spot at our city’s only tuition free Montessori school. I was so hesitant to send him to public school kindergarten this year because he has a later birthday (June) and I have heard so much about how Kindergarten in public schools is more like first grade now. With his Montessori school I feel confident that he will be fine and that the method and environment will allow him to be himself while enjoying school and learning.

Weekly bump pic…the pineapple shirt no longer fits, but we’ve made it this far so I’m sticking with it no matter how silly it looks. Only one more bump pick in it if we make it to Sunday (due date)!


Down to the last two weeks! Honestly I love having an induction scheduled at this point because I know the end date. My type A personality doesn’t do well with “unknowns” so knowing that we won’t be going past 9/11 is good for my mental health LOL

Weekly Update

How far along: 38+1

How big is baby: about the size of a Pomeranian…closing in on about 7 lbs and getting close to 20 inches. I don’t feel like she’s as big as my own kids were (they were 8.5lb & 8lbs) so I’m curious what her birth weight will be

Symptoms: increased BH with a couple more painful ones thrown in (not super painful, but sometimes I have to stop what I’m doing for a minute and wait for it to pass), heartburn, restless legs at night

Movement: she’s more active when I’m at work because I’m sitting a lot. She’s most active first thing in the morning and in the evenings.

Sleep: Making sure I walk for 30 min in the evenings has made such a huge difference for my sleep. I’m still up several times to pee, but I’m able to go right back to sleep and my restless legs don’t bother me near as much (of course as I’m finishing up this post I started yesterday I’m going on 2 hours of being up in the middle of the night 🤷‍♀️🤦‍♀️)

Miss anything? not having to pee all.the.time. Not bumping my stomach into stuff constantly LOL

Food cravings? some sweets, but mostly fruit…same as last week. I can seriously not get enough fruit…also salads. This might explain why I lost 1.5lbs between my 36 and 37 week appt

Anything making you queasy or sick? eating too much

Progress: I didn’t have any cervical change from my 36 to 37 week appts so I was still at 2cm. I have another appt Wednesday, but I don’t think I’ll have her check. Last week I wanted to know if there were any changes because we were going to my brother’s wedding 2 1/2 hours away from the house. Since there wasn’t any I’ll just skip it this week. Today I’ve had a couple contractions that were different from the regular BH’s I’ve been having. They felt more like a real contraction although I’m nowhere near labor contractions yet, they just felt differently.

Best moment of the week? We had so much fun at my brother’s wedding on Saturday. Wyatt especially was in his element with so many people around and dancing. Liv took awhile to warm up, but by the end of the night she had her shoes off and was dancing up a storm. I’m glad that this little one didn’t decide to show up last week as I would have hated to miss it.

Here’s this week’s bump pic. I definitely feel smaller than I was with my kids because my belly button is just now starting to pop out and I’m pretty sure it happened much earlier before


For whatever reason 37 weeks sounds so much further than 36. We’re at the point now where even though she would be considered “early term” she’s good to come any day now. Obviously we want her to wait until her parents are here so they don’t risk missing the birth or trying to find last minute international flights and a place to stay until their rental condo opens up.

Weekly Update

How far along: 37+1

How big is baby: about the size of a skunk (really, they couldn’t come up with a better animal than that?)…probably a little over 6 lbs and around 19 inches long.

Symptoms: off and on BHs, sore hips, swollen/sore feet. If I remember to take a heartburn pill at night it really helps keep it at bay the next day…but remembering is hit or miss LOL

Movement: She seems to have perked up again the last few days. She’s had a couple really big movements that I hope aren’t her moving from her head down position. I think it’s mainly her swinging her bum from one side to the other.

Sleep: I may have found what makes me sleep better. I used to walk for a half hour on the treadmill pretty much every night, but since summer started it’s been hard to make the time because we’re always outside until late. I finally made the time Saturday and Sunday night to hopefully help with the restless leg issue. After each time I spent some time on my yoga ball that arrived on Friday and the difference has been amazing already. I slept so much better both nights. I will have to continue to try and make the time to walk because it really does seem to help.

Miss anything? not having to pee all.the.time. It’s 1:30pm and I think I’ve gone to the bathroom maybe 10-15 times…it’s getting a little ridiculous. I can’t wait until I’m about to explode either because that triggers BHs and once I stand up the additional pressure from her makes it hard to get to the bathroom

Food cravings? some sweets, but mostly fruit…like all the fruit LOL my favorite it to get some strawberries, grapes, and blueberries (or whatever other berry is on sale) and mix in some vanilla Greek yogurt…sooooo yummy!

Anything making you queasy or sick? not really…my gag reflex has gone back to 1st tri status and I have to try to keep it in check when I brush my teeth

Progress: Honestly I’ve felt like a ticking time bomb. I have absolutely no reason to think she’s going to show up early, but I’m constantly wondering/worrying I’m going to wake up in the middle of the night with contractions or that my water is going to break any minute. I think it’s because if she decided to make her appearance now it’s likely her dads would miss the birth, but things are about to get really hectic in our family schedule with my oldest starting Kindergarten on the 5th. So while it’d be great if she came a little early that would mean her dads missing her birth and that would be really sad. So then it’s better if we make it to the induction date of 9/11, but that seems so far away and I’m feeling kind of done at this point. Anyway, all that to say I’m not having any labor signs. I have an OB appt on Wednesday. I don’t know if she’ll check dilation or not. If she was planning on it then I won’t refuse, but if she wasn’t then I don’t know that I’ll ask her too. Being so type A and wanting all the information even if it doesn’t predict labor might make it hard to not ask so we’ll see how I feel that day. At this point we/I won’t be doing anything to try and bring on labor. She can still benefit from cooking a little bit longer and of course we all want her parents there when she arrives. That being said I wouldn’t have a problem if she wanted to show up the night of 9/2 the day her parents get to town, although I’m sure they’d like a day or two to settle in first LOL

Best moment of the week? we got the kids a little 10 gallon aquarium for their room this weekend and they are so excited about it. They each got to pick out a fish for it and they love watching their fish swim around.


So where have I been? I had been so good about weekly updates…honestly I was doing better than I did with my own kids. Then our whirlwind last 3 weeks hit. The kids went to my parents’ house for 4 nights as their babysitter was on vacation. The hubs and I spent that entire time working and getting ready for our two week camping trip. I would get home from work and not sit down until at least 10pm every night. I was exhausted! Then the kids came home on Thursday and Saturday we left for 2 weeks of camping which was so much fun.

Our first stop was Loon Lake with my husband’s family. We all had a blast (even though my 3 year old was still refusing to poop and spent most of the days whining unless she was on the boat). The weather was perfect, not too hot and not too cold. It was great to just hang out with family by the lake and relax a bit.

After we were done at the lake we headed to the coast with my side of the family. While we were at the coast the temperatures at home climbed above 100 degrees and we were thrilled to be 30-40 degrees cooler. Some people might be bummed about 60 degree temperature during a beach vacation, but I certainly wasn’t. First off, it’s the Oregon coast and any day it’s not raining is a good day. Secondly, we had some sunny says, but honestly the summer sun beating down on me was not what I was looking for. Our best days on the beach were overcast, about 60 degrees, and no wind. It felt amazing. I enjoyed not sweating like a pig and not having my feet swell up everyday 🙂

Now we’re back to reality and heading into the home stretch of this pregnancy!

Weekly Update

How far along: 36+3

How big is baby: about the size of a Chihuahua…about 6lbs and 19 inches long

Symptoms: more BH contractions, some painful contractions (but not full on labor painful), heartburn fairly constantly, tired, achy, swollen feet….all the super fun end of pregnancy stuff 🙂

Movement: She’s not as active as she was a month ago because she’s running out of room, but she still passed her kick counts with flying colors.

Sleep: honestly? It sucks…I typically wake up around 4:30-5 and can’t fall back asleep for a couple hours which is right when I need to be getting up for the day.

Miss anything? a good night’s sleep…this might be what I’m looking forward to the most after delivery

Food cravings? sweets and fruit

Anything making you queasy or sick? not really, if I eat too much (for example a huge salad and personal size pizza LOL) I’m more just really uncomfortable not nauseous

(Adding in a new category since we’re getting close to the end)

Progress: I was going to call this part “labor signs”, but that seems misleading since none of the signs/symptoms are going to signal labor until I’m actually in labor so I went with “Progress” instead. As I mentioned, I’ve had some more painful contractions, but only like a 3/10 on the pain scale. They aren’t terrible, but I definitely notice them. At my OB appt on Monday I saw a doctor other than my regular OB and she did a cervical check. I was super surprised when she said I’m about 2cm dilated already. That absolutely doesn’t mean that labor is anywhere close, but I looked at it as 2 cm I don’t have to do later LOL It also means that if we make it to the 9/11 induction date that it has a better chance of going smoothly. I’m not sure if my regular OB will do another check next week or not. Some people refuse them because they don’t like them, don’t want to get their hopes up that labor is near, don’t want to irritate the cervix, or a number of other reasons. Me on the other hand like to have all the information I can. I already know that it doesn’t mean I’m having this baby anytime soon, but I like knowing that I only have 8cm to go instead of 10! The doctor also confirmed that she’s head down (which she has been for several weeks) which is good. Hopefully she’s comfy that way and doesn’t try to turn around. Some of her movements feel huge so after them I’m usually checking to see where her body parts are.

Best moment of the week? enjoying the cooler weather last week and just being on a family vacation. I love watching our kids have so much fun with their cousins and just enjoying camping like my husband and I did when we were kids (although our kids are pretty spoiled by the fact that we have a travel trailer that includes bunk beds for them).


So apparently I never add the bump pic and posted this…oops! I’m going to write an updated post soon. We’ve been out of town the last 2 weeks so there’s some catching up to do!

Weekly Update

How far along: 33+1

How big is baby: about the size of a ferret…the pregnancy app says that at this point there can be a large discrepancy in size from baby to baby. They go through growth spurts at different times so they’re not all around the same size like earlier in pregnancy. So she’s 4-6lbs and between 17-19 inches long

Symptoms: Continued Braxton Hicks…heartburn especially when I’m hungry, some minor swelling in my feet, but nothing bad

Movement: Still moving a lot. My daughter was playing with her on Saturday. She would put her hand on my belly and shake it a little bit saying “wake up baby” and the baby would push back against Liv’s hand. Liv thought it was hilarious.

Sleep: I’ve been waking up with back pain between my shoulder blades which isn’t fun. There have also been some nights where I wake up in the middle of the night and can’t go back to sleep for an hour or more.

Miss anything? not being tired all the time

Food cravings? sweets, Mexican food, hamburgers

Anything making you queasy or sick? eating too much sugar or eating too much

Best moment of the week? Last week was pretty uneventful other than a 5 year old with a monster heat rash and a 3 year old that decided to refuse to poop…not just refuse to poop on the toilet, but to go at all….so that’s been fun.