28-Week Doctor Visit

>> Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Welcome to the third trimester! Holy crap!!! I can't believe it's here already. This is going by so quickly -- too quickly, really.

This morning we had my 28-week appointment. Weight gain (ugh -- below), great blood pressure, baby's heartbeat sounds great and my belly measures right in line with what it should. I also received my third trimester packet of information -- regarding things like cord blood banking (see earlier post about cord blood donation), glucose testing (see below) and choosing a pediatrician (will post about this soon). The doctor said we will start talking about things like labor and delivery around 36 weeks, but that Bill and I should start looking into a labor class (which we've already done -- I'll blog about this soon too, I promise). So we're right on schedule!

The reason we switched to a morning time for this appointment was because I was due for the (first) glucose test: This is a test done by 28 weeks, where you have to drink 50 grams (Do they even measure liquid in grams? I swear that's what the bottle said) of glucose. The nurse asked if I wanted orange or fruit punch, but being the non-adventurous, non-chugging type, I stuck with the orange. It tastes kind of like Airborne. I had only five minutes to drink it (and Bill will tell you that it was painful to watch me do it), and then the nurse set the timer for one hour. After the hour (and a lot of belly dancing from Baby!), they drew some blood, to be tested for how well the glucose began to break down. If it turns out that it was not well, I'll have to go back for a three-hour test, where they make me drink more of that stuff and take my blood three times over the course of three hours. I hope I don't have to do that.

They're also testing my blood for my thyroid levels, which my OB has determined are not quite as low as she'd like them to be, and so now I'm taking 50 micrograms of the Synthroid instead of 25, and she has taken over the checking of the levels. Apparently, she doesn't trust the doctors at my PCP office to do it, which is funny because they are the only doctors that Bill and I have trusted in a long time.

Today's weight gain: 6 pounds
Total weight gain: 18.2 pounds

And now we begin the every-two-week appointments!

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Steph and Bill

We officially met at Rowan University, in Bozorth Hall, in publication layout class in January 2003: Bill was a student, I was the professor’s helper. He kept pretending he didn’t know how to make bulleted lists, but I knew he just wanted me to keep running over to his computer.


We basically moved in together and started dating at the same time, and spent a couple of years hanging out and dreaming about the future and driving up and down the NJ Turnpike from our parents houses to “our” apartment in Glassboro, until we both moved back home after graduation from grad school. Where the pressure to get married already really started.


On June 17, 2005, I suggested we go into the city to see the Empire State Building, because it was something neither of us had ever done. On the walk from the train, I put on my left hand a ring he had given me for Christmas — I said I didn’t need a ring to know we were going to get married, and anytime he got around to it was fine. Whatever. Typical Steph-fighting-words.


When we got to the Empire State Building, I tried to go inside, but he kept me outside, saying how big the building was. I said, yeah, that’s great, let’s go inside, and started to walk toward the door. He grabbed my arm and spun me around to kiss and hug me, and said, Take that ring off that hand. If you’re going to have a ring on that hand, it has to be the right one. And he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a box and got down on his knee on the New York concrete and proposed. People coming out of the building stopped to watch. I cried.


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Miss Maeberry

Miss Maeberry came into our lives on March 24, 2007. She was born Jan. 11 of that year in the Poconos, and we rescued her as soon as we could. (Not really, but, well, we were glad to bring her home from the breeders’.) She was a tiny, scared, little bundle of fur … and then she grew up. Aside from the plethora of health issues she has, she’s a bit crazy. But we love her anyway.


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Xavier Shea

The love of all of our lives, and the main subject of this blog. Xavier came into our lives on Aug. 1, 2009, and quickly shot up both on the growth charts and in our hearts.


Let’s not waste anymore time here and just get to it, shall we?

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