Cankles...I got 'em...
In the last few weeks I have worked so much. I get home, exhausted, eat a quick dinner, read until my eyes start to get heavy and then I am off to bed. Usually around 9 pm. I am getting big and uncomfortable. I am not sleeping well at all and apparently when I am sleeping I am also snoring like a monster, which then means Robbie doesn't sleep well. My breathing is labored and my lungs are crowded. I try, sometimes very, very hard to be pleasant and sometimes I fail miserably. Every day I inch closer to the end of this pregnancy and every day I look more forward to meeting Jackson.
This week I officially took a new job as the Breast Cancer Survivorship clinic coordinator. The job description is long and comes with a great deal of responsibility and opportunities for learning and professional growth. I will still work at the Cancer Center, but will no longer work for the hospital. I will be a state employee and technically employed by University of Kansas. My new boss and co-workers are people I am already familiar with and fond of. I will still get to work with Dr. Fabian, just in a different capacity. The offer for this position came right around the same time I found out I was pregnant. My initial response was "no thank-you," but with time and thought and a lot of soul-searching I (along with my wonderfully supportive husband) decided taking this job would be the right thing for our family. Of course, this also meant not staying home with baby Jack and that has been the most challenging part of this decision. I will start my new position in early August and hopefully this will allow me a good 8 weeks to adjust ever so slightly to motherhood. If anything it will allow me a good 8 weeks to really fall in love with being a mom.
I've been experiencing, what I think are, Braxton Hicks contractions. I am reading everything trying to prepare for the real things and have officially decided to attempt a natural labor and delivery. Nothing is off the table...but the more I learn the more empowered I am becoming in my ability to have Jackson without a lot of medical intervention. I practice my breathing techniques in the car - driving home in rush hour traffic. Robbie and I will attend our last birthing class this week and I have to say they have been very informative as well as entertaining. Our instructor, Marty, has had 4 kids herself and holds nothing back. She has been straight forward with information and at times provided much comic relief...intentional or not, that Marty is one funny lady.
I can feel things changing and my exhaustion leaves me sapped and at times brainless. I have this Friday off and I could not be happier. I wish I could say I will spend my time doing productive things around the house and planting beautiful flowers and plants in my recently cleaned out flower beds (thanks again, Robbie) but I know better. I will be impressed if I manage to get a load of laundry done, eat a healthy lunch and take a nap where I actually sleep for more than an hour.
Well, hello there swelling feet and ankles...I was wondering when you would arrive.
This week I officially took a new job as the Breast Cancer Survivorship clinic coordinator. The job description is long and comes with a great deal of responsibility and opportunities for learning and professional growth. I will still work at the Cancer Center, but will no longer work for the hospital. I will be a state employee and technically employed by University of Kansas. My new boss and co-workers are people I am already familiar with and fond of. I will still get to work with Dr. Fabian, just in a different capacity. The offer for this position came right around the same time I found out I was pregnant. My initial response was "no thank-you," but with time and thought and a lot of soul-searching I (along with my wonderfully supportive husband) decided taking this job would be the right thing for our family. Of course, this also meant not staying home with baby Jack and that has been the most challenging part of this decision. I will start my new position in early August and hopefully this will allow me a good 8 weeks to adjust ever so slightly to motherhood. If anything it will allow me a good 8 weeks to really fall in love with being a mom.
I've been experiencing, what I think are, Braxton Hicks contractions. I am reading everything trying to prepare for the real things and have officially decided to attempt a natural labor and delivery. Nothing is off the table...but the more I learn the more empowered I am becoming in my ability to have Jackson without a lot of medical intervention. I practice my breathing techniques in the car - driving home in rush hour traffic. Robbie and I will attend our last birthing class this week and I have to say they have been very informative as well as entertaining. Our instructor, Marty, has had 4 kids herself and holds nothing back. She has been straight forward with information and at times provided much comic relief...intentional or not, that Marty is one funny lady.
I can feel things changing and my exhaustion leaves me sapped and at times brainless. I have this Friday off and I could not be happier. I wish I could say I will spend my time doing productive things around the house and planting beautiful flowers and plants in my recently cleaned out flower beds (thanks again, Robbie) but I know better. I will be impressed if I manage to get a load of laundry done, eat a healthy lunch and take a nap where I actually sleep for more than an hour.
Well, hello there swelling feet and ankles...I was wondering when you would arrive.
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