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w November 30, 2006

And This Is Why We Induced

When I went to the doctor's on November 16 for a check up, my blood pressure was 160/110. Not so good. Hence the immediate comment from my OB of "guess where you're headed?".

I went in today for a 2 week check in, and my blood pressure? 118/68.

Clearly, my cardiovascular system? Not so thrilled with pregnancy. Motherhood, on the other hand, not such a problem. I'll take that.

We are doing remarkably well around here---Peebs nurses well (after a two day freak out period where I was either eating something that didn't agree with her, or the milk was coming out like Old Faithful and it was just a leeetle too much to deal with), sleeps for at least one 3 hour stretch at night (nice!) and generally acts like a fairly normal newborn. Bean has been fighting a cold, so I've kept her home for a few days. While on the one hand it's hard to wrangle two of them all day, it's rather easier than trying to get everyone out the door with even a passing nod to punctuality.

I'm managing a shower about every three days, but no one has yet to complain about the stench, so I'll push this envelope as long as necessary. One day, perhaps I will get to take a long leisurely bath all by myself with much unguents from Lush or similar. Perhaps.

by at November 30, 2006 2:50 PM | TrackBack Comments

perhaps you'll get some such gifts for the holidays, in fact. the bath salts fairy likes to visit this time of year.

Posted by: julie on December 2, 2006 5:56 PM
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