The Kavanaugh Report

Where has the last 10 days gone!?! I'm not sure, but Henry is officially 10 days old. Crazy. The last 10 days of my pregnancy seemed to take a month, whereas the first 10 days of Henry's life seemed to take no time at all. Well I figured I should do a quick birth story while Henry is napping. Flashback to St. Patrick's day. I woke up that day with a migraine headache, which was really odd since I hadn't had one my entire pregnancy (I got them several times a month before I was pregnant). So I spent the morning laying around waiting for it to go away, since I couldn't take any medication. I was also getting occasional contractions. That day Morgan ended up not going into work because of the gas line explosion, so we had lunch together before he did some work from home. After lunch, I took a nap and continued to have contractions. However, the contractions didn't get stronger or closer together, so I figured it was another false alarm. Last bump picture - ta

He's here! Born March 18th at 12:37pm. He was 7 pounds 13 oz and 19 1/2 inches long! Hopefully I'll have time soon to write a proper update...but for now time to get back to precious Henry!

I may not be Irish - but at least I can pretend since I have an Irish last name! Happy St. Patrick's Day everyone!

The weather has been so nice today that Morgan and I were finally able to take the dogs on a walk. In February, the weather was in the 50's but it got dark so early that by the time we were home from work it was too dark. Well, daylight savings time fixed that problem! Nettie was thrilled that we went. Lexi was less than happy, but got used to it. After the walk, the dogs needed a bath! And they were NOT happy about it. But a bath is pretty much mandatory after a walk in late March. Both dogs were covered in mud and dirt. Even Lexi was dirty - which almost never happens. At least now they are "pretty" and very sleepy.   The bathtub did not get as clean as the dogs... Yuck...

I'm now 39 weeks and 1 day (again posting on Monday so I could include my doctor's appointment). I can't say I'm particularly thrilled to have made it to this week. But I guess as long as everyone is healthy, I can't complain too much. I've come to the weird realization that life is just in a weird limbo right now. Everyday I wake up and hope that today is the day that I will experience some of the worse pain that I'll ever experience in my life. This is a weird way to live, right? 39 Weeks. This past week has been fairly uneventful. It was my first full week off of work which I enjoyed. It was nice not to have to go anywhere and just have some time to myself. I spent the week unsuccessfully trying to get labor to start, mostly by taking really long fast paced walks. I also went on a cleaning rampage around the house, and cleaned every surface in every room. So now there is literally NOTHING more I can physically do to prepare for Henry's arrival.

I am not a patient person. There I said it. I'm pretty much the opposite of patient. I get frustrated waiting in line, waiting for a response to an email, waiting for grades, waiting for the bus, or pretty much waiting for anything. I like things done on my time and in the way I want them to be done. For me it is a day to day struggle; and I'm certain it will be a life long struggle for me to try to be patient. Morgan and I often say that "God is testing me" because the more frustrated I get the longer I seems to have to wait, and the more obstacles there are in the way. I know this, yet, its very very hard for me to accept a situation and let it play out. With that being said, I'm trying really really hard to be patient right now. To wait for Henry to be ready to come out. I've already waited 38 weeks and 5 days. I can wait the 9 more days (till his due date) or the two-ish weeks until we would induce. Right?! Well I pray every night that God gives me the p

Well I've made it to 38 weeks (well I did yesterday - I wanted to include my doctor's appointment this morning before posting - so this is a day late). I know I should be excited to be at this point, but I'm pretty much just ready to have this baby. Over the past week my aches and pains have really increased, and I'm just feel done being pregnant. My hips hurt, my back hurts, my hands and feet are painfully swollen, and I'm having a ton of steady contractions. I guess this is all par for the course at this point in pregnancy. Thankfully my contractions continue to do their job! I'm now 2.5 cm dilated (up from 1cm two weeks ago) and 60-70% effaced (up from 30% two weeks ago). So that is encouraging news that it really could be any day now! My blood pressure is also still really good - 96/60 this morning! So all signs that I'm healthy and my body is working towards delivery. 38 Weeks! I'm not sure how these maternity tanks are going to last another w

Well another chapter is done. Friday was my last day of work after two and a half years at my job. I won't be returning to this job, even after Henry is born.  This job was my last official tie to law school. Now all of my old routines, and familiar duties are done. Scary! The long term plan is to wait until Henry is born and then start applying for as many full time attorney positions as possible. Until I find a job, I'll be at home with Henry. Right now, its hard to say how long it will take to find a job. It could be six weeks or it could be six months. It is nice to be able to take my time to find the right job, and to enjoy our new baby. But, even without Henry coming, it was time to move on and begin a job search for an attorney position in earnest. For the time being, I'm just unemployed. And that's really weird. This is the first time in my life I haven't either been employed, in school, or both. I'm not sure what I'm going to do with myself

Baby Henry is coming any day now. I'm now at the point where I'm just really excited to get him here with us, and bring him home. Throughout the process its been a mix of fear and anticipation. In general, I get annoyed when people tell me how things are going to be based on their own experiences. For example, when people have children that are wild and misbehave, and then look at me and say "Are you ready for this?" Or when people say things like: "It's the end of your life when he comes...enjoy your freedom while you can" etc. etc. I believe that everyone has different experiences and can handle things differently. Like a lot of things in life. I also have this theory that people make things sound worse than they are to justify their own experiences, and to puff them up some to make their accomplishments sound better. For example, before I went to law school, when I would talk to people who were in law school or who had recently graduated from law scho