I'm Back!

Yes, It's been a year since my last blog (longer actually). Of course it's because I've been busy being a Super Ninja Mom and well, I just haven't gotten around to it. Sorry peeps,but being a Mom is so much more fun. BabyNinja is 1 year old now! He's already grown so much and he's starting to look like a little boy!

This was taken Easter Morning, he's all dressed up in his suit and tie! *freezes time*--oh how i wish!
Anyway, so alot of things have gone on and changing. We have potential to be PCS'd somewhere (moved to another base). I may be getting a part time job to have some spending money for us. We just bought a Jeep Wrangler (and we LOVE it!) .
BabyNinja is spoiled rotten but he's a sweet Lil Man. He finds new ways to make me laugh like when he looks at me and squints his whole face.

I'm considering entering a Medical Transcription program, I can have the certificate in 4-12 months (depending on my discipline) and make about $30k/year working from home or hospital. Seems like a great job for a military wife and SAHM. Also, im wanting to start running. I'm using Couch to 5k (c25k) website to guide me. I also want to try biking, i have a bike and helmet but I don't want to overload my body trying all this new stuff and get burnt out so probably running (or trying to) for now. I have been eating better though! I quit drinking coke zeros everyday and I've been drinking lots of water and I can tell a big difference in my energy already! Though my sleeping seems to have gotten worse! I could sleep through anything right now. NinjaMan wakes up early for work and he says he talks to me and trys to wake me but I never even move (or am I just an excellent Ninja?). Maybe he's an awesome Ninja since I never wake when he's running around trying to find work clothes.I bet I have told him 100 times (no joke, i say it every flipping day!) for him to get his clothes out the night before but it never happens. He acts like he doesnt know what he's suppose to pick out...it's the same thing he's been wearing for the last 3 years to work! *sigh* men and their fake inability to do things. If you're a man and you don't do this, there's a woman looking for you (since im sure youre single).
Well, I'm closing now. I have to get back to watching my episode of Dexter. Yes, I watch that show. Yes, I know it's creepy but it's the only somewhat scary thing I can watch and I find him amusing. Plus I like hearing him talk and I want him to narrate my life's story. Warning: that show is not for kids or adults that don't like cussing. I don't like cussing either but honestly cussing doesnt make any sense to me anyway. I prefer not to hear it and its pointless so I see it as filler words.
Anywho, continue debating that in your head and I'll continue my show.

Good Report for this Lil' Momma!

I had my weekly checkup yesterday. I watched my doctor examine my logbook like he was looking for gold, it's just funny cause the logbook is literally 5 inches away from his face. I think I might bring him a magnifying glass next time! :)
My results were only 1 count higher than last weeks, so I'm still on the Glyburide, missing insulin by the skin of my teeth!
Everything was good, my doc told me I had a "good-looking" placenta--lol. That's not a compliment you hear everyday! But that is really good news for me.
You see, when you have gestational diabetes, your high blood sugar makes your placenta "age" faster, which isn't healthy for you or the baby, that's why they are so anal about having (even a tiny bit) high blood sugars. It causes the placenta to "callus" making it have hard spots and then it doesn't do its job properly.
After my doc appointment I went to my NST and Baby Ninja cooperated wonderfully! :) I love how he's already being a well-behaved boy!
Upon leaving my NST, I ran into my doc and he told me he had some news for me. He said that he wanted me to increase my glyburide to 1 whole pill in the mornings and 1 1/2 at night before bed. I'm not totally sure why he's increasing my morning dosage, because I've had no trouble keeping those under control. In fact, my only problem is my fasting blood sugars, the ones I can't control. I just thought "whatever ya want me to do, you're the doc", so I'm going back Monday for him to check my sugars and checkup on Baby Ninja.
My doc also handed me a paper, he told me that it was a form for Inducing Labor. He explained that the paper says to come into the hospital on the night of May 5th and they will induce my labor and I will probably deliver Baby Ninja on May 6.
---WHOA!!
He said the reason they want to induce me is because I'm such a high-risk pregnancy. I was also positive for my Group B Strep Test, which is another important factor when delivering. Group B Strep is a test they do on all pregnant women and it checks for bacteria, it's harmless for adults, but it can cause a very serious infection in newborns.
Here's some info about it:
What they will do to prevent Baby Ninja from getting this infection is put me on an antibiotic when I go into labor, and that will prevent him from getting it.
Another factor to consider is Baby Ninja's weight. When I have high blood sugars, Baby Ninja's body has to work to counter that, causing him to produce excess insulin, which can "overfeed" Baby Ninja. If this "overfeeding" becomes excessive, it will cause him to gain more weight than he is suppose to, and if he gets too big, I won't be able to naturally deliver him, they will have to do a C-section. This is how some women end up having 10-11 lb newborns, some just have big babies, but it's more common in women with Gestational Diabetes.
So, considering all of these factors: aging placenta,Group B Strep positive, Baby Ninja getting too big, and high blood sugar during labor; it's going to be much safer to be able to have a controlled(induced)labor rather than naturally going into labor.
Most first time pregnancies deliver after their due date (40 weeks). My doc feels that my placenta will not be healthy if we wait till after 40 weeks, and that Baby Ninja may be too big to naturally deliver by then.
I'm excited about this though! I feel like for once I will be in control over what happens. If I know when my labor is coming, then I can be mentally prepared for it. I'll be able to focus more on my breathing techniques and be less worried about where my family is at in their trip to the hospital. Plus I know that NinjaMan will be there with me through everything!
This reminds me of something I've been thinking about lately. Have you ever seen a birthing video? The coach( usually father of the baby) is always in the pregnant woman's face,like inches away, while she's trying to get through contractions and push. I see these videos and i just can't see NinjaMan getting in my face like that. Yes, I want him right there with me and looking into my eyes, talking me through it, but I don't like people to be "all up in my space". I feel like I'd get aggravated for him to be inches away from my face constantly. I want him to be right there, just not inches away, I think if he was to do that...I would hit him. I'd have all these hormones outta whack,be in alot of pain and it's just bound to happen if I got aggravated. NinjaMan knows this and has told me that he will be right there with me because "ain't no way I'm looking at what's happening on the other side of the bed" but he doesn't want to get in my personal space, he wants me to feel like I can breathe. I can understand why some people are in each others face, if you're just looking at each other and talking to each other, then you're mind isn't as focused on the pain and all the craziness that's going on around you. Maybe I will change my mind and want him right there in my face, might be nice to be wrapped up in each others world and ignore everything else around you. I can't say for sure what I want till it comes right down to crunch time. But I will be sure to let you guys know what happened!
I'm so excited that I have a more definite of when I get to meet my son! I feel like a teenage girl that's ecstatic about her prom night that's still a month away!
My agenda for today is to get either the crib put together or the play yard. I would love to get both put up, but it all depends on how aggravated NinjaMan gets trying to put the first one up! lol. Maybe I should video him trying to put it together,just for kicks! :)

Somehow I knew!

It all started with NinjaMan having to travel with work. He told me that he would leave Thursday afternoon with a coworker, drive 8 hours to pick up an Airman and turn right around and head home. But this is the military, nothing ever goes as planned. I thought I'd be just fine, I could get through 2 days of being by myself, no problem. Thursday night went by and I was fine.
Friday--I get a call from NinjaMan saying the Airman's plane was delayed and he would have to stay that night and wait for the Airman's plane to get in. So that night I decide to treat myself to a movie to help pass the time. I saw the movie "Remember Me", it was a good movie, sad ending, but still good. NinjaMan was at a base waiting on the guy he was suppose to pick up, this base is only about 2 1/2 hours from NinjaMan's parents' house, so his family drove over to be with him since he was so close. At least he got to see his family, but that was about the only cool thing that happened during his trip.
Saturday-- I woke up,ate breakfast, and felt tired and lazy so I decided to play Modern Warfare 2 for a little while. --Yes I like video games, NinjaMan and I are a nerd couple at times. :)-- About 11:30 I noticed I was feeling flushed so I got up to grab a drink and checked my blood sugar since it was 2 hours after eating breakfast. My blood sugar registered 300! The machine even said "Ketones?" at the top, which it has never done before and only does this when it's dangerously high. So I call Hot Mama because I was a little freaked out by this. While talking to her I calibrated the machine to make sure it wasn't just a mistake. The meter read 286, so I knew that my blood sugar really was that high and I needed to do something. Hot Mama said to call my doctor and let them know everything that's going on and find out what I should do. I had to call Labor & Delivery because it was the weekend and the OB Clinic wasn't open. I frantically search for the number while fussing at myself for not already having it programmed in my phone. I call L&D and explain everything and the nurse gets my info and says she will call me back after she speaks with the doc on call. I hurried upstairs to get a little bag together just in case I needed to go to the hospital. Apparently while texting Hot Mama that I would call her when I hear back from the doc, the doc calls back and my stupid phone didn't ring so they left a voicemail. When I tried to check my voicemail I get a recording saying that my voicemail for my phone had been updated and before I could listen to my messages, I had to program my voicemail. What perfect timing!!!! Thanks verizon!!! So I hurriedly set my voicemail and finally am able to check my message. The nurse said the doc wanted me to come in so they could monitor me and make sure Baby Ninja was ok. I called Hot Mama and told her I needed to go to the hospital and asked her to call NinjaMan and explain everything and tell him that I would call him on my way to the hospital. I had to take a shower,I know that sounds silly,but I wasn't about to be stuck in a hospital for hours and possibly deliver Baby Ninja by myself while stinking. So I do a quick run through the shower and finish packing my toiletry bag to take with me. While getting dressed my phone rings, it was NinjaMan....men just don't listen. So I answer the phone and try to finish getting dressed with one hand--not an easy task! I explain everything to him and tell him I'm bout to leave the house and tell him I will update him as soon as I know something. I know he was worried and that's why he couldn't wait to call, it was sweet,but aggravating too. I finally make it to the car and fast,but carefully make my way to the Base Hospital. Just as I'm getting ahead of traffic I see a police car with the lights flashing and a line of cars,with headlights on, behind it. OMG!! It's a funeral! I think "what great timing" and pull over to pay respects while wondering what the protocol for emergencies like mine are in these situations. But, the people who lost their loved one wouldn't know my situation and would only think I was a disrespectful jerk, so I stayed put until they passed. I get ahead of traffic again and finally make it to the base gate. I had to kind of cut in front of someone but they wouldn't let me over and I needed to be in the line they were in. I felt bad cutting in front of them,but I figured my situation made it acceptable. I get to the hospital and end up parking on the opposite side of the only unlocked doors in the hospital. I make the hike to the center of the hospital and finally find the elevators that lead to Labor & Delivery.
I finally make it up to L&D and was immediately put in a room. My blood sugar was taken again and was still high. Then they had me change into a hospital gown and hooked up leads to me so they could monitor the baby and me, just like they do with my Non Stress Tests. The nurse came in and told me that I was dehydrated and that was probably why my blood sugar was high, so they needed me to drink lots of water. A guy came in with a jug of water and told me to drink as much as I could so he didn't have to stick me with an IV. I drank as much as I could,but the guy came back in saying they needed to give me some saline through the IV. The nurse claimed that he had never "missed" on an IV in a year and that was his going record. He got the IV in,but couldn't get it to stick in the vein, my dehydration caused my arms and hands to swell, making it harder for him to find the vein. After moving around the needle a bit, which hurt alot, he decided to try again. After failing on the second try, the nurse told me that he was going to have to put the IV in the elbow crease of my arm. This hurt ALOT, but I managed to make it through, and was told not to bend my arm at all because it would mess up the IV. I was already having to lay on my side because of the NST, but my hip and back were starting to hurt. When they hooked me up for the NST I told them that at OB Clinic they let me sit up in a chair, but they told me I couldn't lay on my back. After 10 minutes of trying to deal with the pain, I buzzed the nurse and told her I was hurting and asked if there was any way I could change positions. After 5 minutes of laying in pain trying to keep my arm straight, the nurse finally came in and told me they were going to let me sit up.
In the midst of all of this I tried to update NinjaMan and my family on my progress,but the reception was horrible! So I sat there, for 4 hours, alone and bored, trying not to worry because of my and my baby's heart rate. Let's just say it wasn't fun at all, but I tried to get some rest anyway.
They decided to release me when my blood sugar went back down to 110,but the doctor still wanted to do an ultrasound to be sure everything was alright. That was the best part of my day because I got to see my baby's adorable little nose and face!! I could see him breathing through his nostrils!!!
I wasn't so much nervous about being alone and possibly having to deliver Baby Ninja as I was nervous that NinjaMan wouldn't be there in time for the birth. NinjaMan was very worried and did manage to make it back that night, he wouldn't let me do anything either!!! He told me to not worry about doing anything and to just rest and hydrate...such a sweet hubby. :) I'm just happy my family cares enough to leave everything (including Easter Egg Hunts) at the drop of a hat to come and make sure I am ok, and for that I am very grateful!