Here.

Well, I wanted to update this from the hospital, but you know, what with having a newborn and all, that didn’t really happen.

But, allow me to introduce you.

Amelia Rose Landry

She came into this world at 1:44pm on Friday, September 21, 2012, weighing in at 7 lbs 5 oz, 19.5 inches long.

And she’s absolutely perfect.

I’m hoping to be able to write her birth story as well as a recap of her first couple of days sometime soon, but you’ll have to bear with me if posting is light over the next week. Baby A keeps us pretty occupied around here :).

Ready

As many of you know, since you get here from Facebook, I am being induced tomorrow morning. Bright and early. At 4:30 am. Not exactly the ideal time, but it isn’t the ideal circumstances, either. After last week’s appointment, I had pretty much mentally prepared myself for this outcome, so when she told me at my appointment on Wednesday she had scheduled me I was ready for it. And I understand it’s the right thing to do, for both me and Amelia at this point. Hopefully everything goes back to normal with my blood pressure after she’s born, and hopefully this isn’t an issue in subsequent pregnancies.

My maternity leave started today, which I am super thankful for. I was able to go to the grocery store so we don’t starve in the days after coming home from the hospital and get all our laundry done. And John and his mom just finished scouring the condo so we have a clean place to bring baby home to. Also, we installed the car seat (yeeeaah, we procrastinated a little on that one, I’ll admit). AND last night we got a dresser! So the nursery is pretty much complete! The only thing left is John’s least favorite chore: Hanging curtains. She’ll probably be three before he gets around to it (love you, honey!). Most importantly though, I was able to rest and take a long bath and generally enjoy my last day sans baby.

And yes, I am a little nervous about the actual process of having the baby, but at this point, I’m mostly just excited. I’m ready to see the little person who I’ve gotten to know so well the past nine months. I’m ready to see her face, see who she looks like. I’m ready to see if she’s as spirited out in the world as she’s been inside of me (I’m thinking she will be). I’m ready to meet my daughter.

As John has been saying, “we’re ready to get this show on the road.”

The next time you’ll hear from me at Hot Shot Mama we’ll be reporting with baby! If you are so inclined, you can keep up with the whole shebang on Twitter.

My pregnancy survival kit

We’re very close to the end of our pregnancy journey. I’m almost a little sad about it. On one hand I am ready to meet my daughter, but on the other pregnancy has been the main focus of my life for most of this past year, so it’s going to be strange adjusting to not being pregnant, especially when I’ve spent so much time and energy figuring out how to make being pregnant comfortable.

Pregnancy is long and difficult. There are many trying moments; there are many AMAZING moments that definitely make the trying moments worth it. Here’s what I’ve found have made being pregnant these last nine months easier and more comfortable.

Preggie Pops

These things are uh-maz-ing at keeping nausea at bay, and I basically lived off of them for the entire first trimester. Even if you aren’t plagued by morning sickness the way I was, I recommend getting a pack because for whatever reason, maybe the sugar, they give you a little jolt of energy at the same time. I always kept some in my purse during my nauseated, sluggish first trimester. Apparently they’re great for labor and dry mouth too. The flavors, while a little strange, are actually really good. Preggie Drops are made by the same people and are the same thing except no stick, which is half as much fun but they do the same job.

Be Band

Or the Bella Band, or Belly Band, what have you. This is basically a wide piece of stretchy cloth meant to wear over your too small pre-pregnancy pants or too big maternity pants. Target sells the Be Band (about $17) but they’re all the same. I recommend getting a couple of these in different colors.

Really comfy maternity yoga pants

Even if you never do a stitch of prenatal yoga, invest in a couple pairs of maternity yoga pants. I got the Liz Lang Maternity yoga pants for about $20 each (you may be able to find them cheaper elsewhere, let me know if you do), and they were worth every penny. They’re stretchy, comfy, thin (so you can still wear them out of the house in the Saharan heat of summer), and still offer a little shape so you don’t feel as sloppy as you would in sweat pants. Get a couple colors, and buy them in the size that will fit you LATER in pregnancy. You can use the Be Band to keep them up around your belly until you grow into them, so it saves you from buying multiple pairs as you grow.

Popsicles

Whether you are pregnant in the summer or not, something cold and icy in the freezer is a must for any pregnant gal. This is especially true if you are hot natured, like me. They’re also great when you aren’t feeling well, have some light heartburn, etc. I craved popsicles almost my entire pregnancy, but even if you don’t, keep a box handy because they’re a great snack. Get the real fruit kind, which serves a double purpose: Tasty snack, nutritious treat.

Heating pad

Like I’ve said, pregnancy hurts. A lot. And usually not where you’ll be expecting, and in a different spot every few days. Just when you get the pain managed in one area, BAM, it moves to another. Heating pads work WONDERS for some immediate relief. You can make one by putting a bag of white rice into an old tube sock and tying a knot in the end. Throw it in the microwave for a couple minutes until it’s nice and hot, wrap it in a towel, and apply to aching area. Be forewarned, it does smell like rice once heated, not necessarily a bad smell, but people will notice it if you use it in front of them. If that’s not your bag, buy one from your drugstore of choice.

Really, really, REALLY comfortable underwear

Some people tout the use of the maternity underpants, but I never saw the need for them. What’s important is you find underwear that is really comfortable, and breathable, as all sorts of crazy things go on down under while you’re pregnant. For me, I found cotton hip-huggers to be most comfy. Pink for VS makes some with wide lace bands that are super duper comfy because they can ride under your belly easily. But what’s important here is finding undies that are comfy for YOU. So if that’s a thong, then rock it out girlfriend.

A well-stocked medicine cabinet

If your OB is anything like mine they give you a crap ton of handouts at your first visit (I got a whole folder full). One of them should be a medicine 411 letting you know what to take when you get a particular ailment. Stock up on these, because the last thing you feel like doing when you feel like crap and are really pregnant is go to the store. The two basics I recommend: Tylenol and Tums. Tylenol is your go-to pain reliever, so make sure you have it on hand. Tums are your go-to for heartburn and indigestion. I kept several bottles on hand at all times: One in the bathroom for middle of the night heartburn attacks, one in the kitchen for chomping on right before dinner, and one in my purse for on-the-go relief at work, restaurants, what have you. Also? Great source of calcium. Also good to keep around is Tucks (witchhazel), I won’t delve into that one too deeply, but buy some for, ahem, issues in that area. And Vaseline. Look, I’m going to be honest with you here, thanks to the increase of hormones, you will be all gross down there, which sadly contributes to chafing, especially if you’re out and about walking around a lot. Vaseline helps.

A sense of humor

Let’s face it, while pregnancy is a beautiful thing, it’s also weird and kind of gross. Your body is going to do things you never thought possible, some of which is extremely embarrassing (getting a nose bleed while in the car with clients, anyone? Yes, that happened to me).  It’s important to remember these embarrassing things are completely normal and are a consequence of a very amazing action: Building a baby. So take it all in stride and laugh about it.

A good attitude

Look, I don’t know what it is about pregnancy, but there is something that makes everyone thinks they can say whatever the hell they want to. For whatever reason, the public at large becomes very invasive. Yeah, I know, it’s not always fun, but take everything they say with a grain of salt. And if you have to become a little snarky to deal with it, then so be it (this would be why a certain gentleman in the grocery store when after he asked if I was having twins got hit with a “no, are you?).

SUPPORT

Pregnancy is hard. And you need a good support system to survive it. For me, this has been John, but if you don’t have a partner in this, FIND ONE. Whether it’s your mom, a sibling, a friend, cousin, WHOEVER, find the person whom you can spill every hope, dream, worry and embarrassing thing that happens to you to, and find them quickly. Ideally, you have multiple people in your arsenal for this. I’ve been extremely blessed to have an amazing, husband, mom, MIL, SIL, friends, etc. Enlist whomever you can because you will need the love and support they give you to get you through it all.

There are many more things I’m sure I could include on this list, but this is definitely my top ten. What were the things you can’t/couldn’t live without during pregnancy?

Big news

So, pretty much everyone assumed Baby A would make her big appearance sometime in early October (including myself), but it looks like the joke’s on us.

I went to the doctor for my 38 week check up today. I was pretty much expecting everything to be the same from last week’s visit. Baby hasn’t dropped yet (although the nurse did tell me since I am kind of on the short side she likely won’t drop much at all since there isn’t really a place for her to go), and I haven’t had an increase in contractions (that I’m aware of). Was I ever wrong.

First things first, I’M FINALLY DILATING. Thank the good Lord, because I was worried it wasn’t going to happen. It’s only a centimeter but still. Even better, I’m 90% effaced, which doctor said was even better than the dilating. She said effacement is a better sign of being ready for labor. Which is a good thing, because it could be happening a lot sooner than we expected.

My blood pressure, which has been a constant issue since week 24, if you remember, was high. Since that first scare it seems every other visit it’s high. She ordered another HELLP panel (I have had more blood work done during this pregnancy than I have my entire life), but even if it comes back negative, doctor thinks we will be looking at induction. Possibly as early as next Friday. We’ll reevaluate at next week’s appointment, but even if I don’t get induced on the 21st, it’s likely to be the week after at some point. Basically, she said she doesn’t like to mess around with high blood pressure this late in pregnancy, and at this point it’s safer for me and baby to just have her out in the world.

Many moons ago, we had a long talk about induction. Basically, I wanted to avoid it, but even so, my first reaction when she told me we were probably looking at it anyway, was relief and excitement. Yes, I am disappointed I won’t be able to have a totally natural labor and delivery (still hoping to go natural, sans pain medication), but I know it’s the best course of action, health wise. And now I probably won’t have to worry about going into labor at work, which is a plus.

It’s crazy to think this pregnancy could be over in a week. And then we’ll have an even crazier journey ahead of us: Parenthood (yikes). I get the feeling our little Amelia is going to give us quite a wild ride.

Birthday bets

So, thanks to Hurricane Isaac, work has been completely crazy. Which means I have spent the last week more exhausted than I have been this entire pregnancy. I’ve pretty much passed out immediately after work everyday. I’d recap this week for you, but literally it involved sleeping every chance I could get, and not much else. The life I lead, it’s so exciting.

Anywho, I am tired, and I am hoping this week is slightly less insane so I can keep up with some regularity in my posting here before Baby A arrives. I did manage to draft a few posts so at least I have a head start going into the next couple of weeks.

ALSO: I’m now officially full term (yay!). Theoretically, this baby could come at any point now. However, she has made no indication she is going to vacate the premises on her on volition anytime soon. John is betting she’ll make her grand entrance the week after her due date (October 2nd is his official guess). Seeing as he’s been right about everything else pregnancy related, I’m hesitant to bet against him.

But, since we’re on the subject, anybody willing to take a stab at Baby A’s birthday? 

A year ago

Sometimes I catch myself thinking back to where I was the year prior. Most of the time I have absolutely no idea what the hell was going on, because let’s face it, sadly, most days as an adult sort of run into each other. But on holiday weekends and special occasions it’s a little easier.

Last Labor Day weekend John and I were in Florida at my parent’s beach house. This annual trek to Destin has been a tradition in my family for as long as I can remember (in fact this year is the first year we haven’t tagged along, I think). The last little vacation of summer. Last year, though, Tropical Storm Lee was passing through leaving the weather a tad bit too nasty for the beach (we actually ended up cutting the long weekend short and heading home a day early).

It was this weekend last year that John and I found out we were going to be Aunt and Uncle again (to our niece born the following March). And in all honesty, this was the time last year I started to think about having a baby myself. John and I had only been married a handful of months, but the wheels definitely started turning. On one of our rainy day shopping excursions, I even bought a gender neutral onesie saying “Daddy’s Co-pilot” with the excuse even though I probably wouldn’t use it for years, you knew you’d never find it again when you wanted it.

(It should be noted this purchase FREAKED JOHN OUT.)

I wouldn’t come clean to John about wanting to have a baby earlier than we originally planned for a few more months, around Christmas. If you had told me in a year’s time I would waiting to have our first baby, I probably would have laughed at you. Not because I didn’t want a baby, but because of how unbelievable it would have sounded to my ears at that time.

But here we are, almost a year to the day later, and I am indeed waiting to have our first baby who could literally decide to make her grand debut “any day now” (though I’m fairly certain she’s going to be there a couple more weeks). By the end of this month, I could be a Mommy (granted I am prepared to go into October, but I really hope not to). Somedays I really can’t believe it.

It’s basically like the best dream is coming true, right before my eyes. I am so lucky to be where I am today.