reviews: crib bumper

My best advice about nursery gear is skip the crib bumper. It is at the top of my growing list of things I thought I needed that turned out to be completely pointless and/or impractical.

Changing the crib sheet is my least favorite parenting chore, for me it rivals taking care of her worst diaper blowout. You pratically need to take the entire crib apart just to get the job done. I ended up leaving the crib bumper off after the third change in a week. Yes, the same bumper I labored over for weeks and just had to have to ‘complete’ her room. In reality, it’s just such a pain in the ass to deal with at 3 in the morning after she’s erupted formula all over the sheet, let alone dealing with the planned weekly changes.  Plus, with the bumper on we couldn’t see into the crib to check on her witha glance from the doorway. Unless you have a child that is dead set on ramming their forehead into the rails, you probably don’t need one anyway.


The breastfeeding saga continued

So…Things were going badly and I started weaning Kaylee. She didn’t mind the bottle, in fact she seemed to prefer the simplicity of it as much as I did. It took about a week and a half to get down to one nursing session a day. I tried to stop cold turkey and switch to pumping but she still wanted an early evening feeding (I think it was more for the comfort than the nurishment since I really wasn’t producing much by that point). Then, just when she was almost completely transitioned over to bottles something strange happened. Suddenly it didn’t hurt when she nursed, she even started latching on better despite bouncing between breast, bottle, and pacifier, I finally figured out the whole pumping thing, and the whole experience was actually nice. I added an early morning nursing back to our day and made a decision to try to build my supply back up and pump almost exclusively with one or two nursing sessions a day for as long as I could make it work. Unfortuneately, my body wasn’t having any part of this new plan. I was only able to get half an ounce total when I pumped and she was drinking 3-4 ounces per bottle at that point.

That was two weeks ago.

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the glucose test

So…I went in for my glucose tolerance test today which screens for gestational diabetes. It consists of drinking a bottle of glucose solution then having blood drawn an hour later. The test checks to see how fast my body processes sugar. A high level of glucose at this point doesn’t mean anything is wrong ; it just means I need a more extensive testing.

The doctor gave me a bottle to take home at my last appointment and told me to drink it before I came in on my test date to cut down on the time I had to wait around in the office. I put it in the fridge and tried to forget about it for the next couple of weeks. In the meantime I read and heard a bunch of stories about how horrible the drink tastes and that it makes you nauseous. Of course this was all I could think of every time I opened the refrigerator door and saw the bright orange bottle of goo staring back at me.

Turns out it really wasn’t that bad though. It tastes a bit like watery cough medicine – not as overly sweet or thick as I had imagined. I “enjoyed” mine over ice, and had an english muffin with peanut butter about 2 hours before I drank it to try to avoid a sugar crash. I didn’t feel sick at all, until the nurse came at me with her needle kit – but getting my blood drawn tends to have that effect anyway. I did start to get really tired just about the time I got to work, but managed to drag myself throughout the rest of the day. Later that evening  I fell asleep on the couch about 15 minutes after I walked in the door and was dead to the world until  nearly 10pm.

All in all, not worth all the anxiety in my opinion. I get the results next week. If I fail I have to take a more extensive test, if not, then I’m in the clear.

things they don’t tell you about being pregnant #3

Doctors don’t believe in modesty. Daily occurances for them may be highly uncomforatable for you. It starts off with an oral history of your sexual and medical exploits and continually gets worse from there. Highlights include the internal ultrasound wand, gynecological exams, blood samples, pee samples, breast exams, belly measurements, monthly weigh-ins, all in various states of undress and potentially in front of one or more strangers and/or your significant other. Add in extra visits and examinations if you are labeled high-risk at any point or you develop a yeast infection (and you most likely will develop a yeast infection due to high hormone levels – another thing they don’t tell you about being pregnant). And all that is before you even get to the delivery room.

things they don’t tell you about being pregnant #2

You get used to hearing the phrase “how are you feeling?”

Ever notice that there is a subtle difference between “how are you feeling” the typical greeting of “how are you?” People generally don’t add “feeling” to the end unless they know something is/was wrong with you. It also tends to be a nice way saying “gee, you look like crap today, what’s up with that?” 

As soon as people know you’re pregnant they tend to ask how you’re feeling everytime they see you. Like you’ve been sick for a while or you forgot to brush your hair that morning. When it first started happening I thought to myself, “I feel fine. I must look really tired today, maybe I forgot to put on mascara.”  After about a week of being paranoid that I forgot how to properly groom myself before leaving the house, I finally realized what was going on. It’s still a little strange, but I’ve come to accept it as a term of endearment. And, I think  it will probably turn out to be one of the things I miss about being pregnant when all the attention shifts from me to  “how’s’ the baby doing?”