<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 03 Dec 2024 06:24:51 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>mytweetu</category><category>pregnancy</category><category>36th week</category><category>37th week</category><category>38th week</category><category>39th week</category><category>Braxton Hicks</category><category>Contractions</category><category>Contractions OR Lightening</category><category>birth plan</category><category>pregnancy blog</category><title>My Tweety Pie...</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lilypie.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lilypie.com/pic/071102/YUL0.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Lilypie 1st Birthday Pic&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; height=&quot;80&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://b1.lilypie.com/8Jv4m7.png&quot; alt=&quot;Lilypie 1st Birthday Ticker&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u277/mytweetu/Wean.png&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-3213687568553212043</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Feb 2007 00:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-23T16:12:39.086-07:00</atom:updated><title>See you@K&#39;s...</title><description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;This is such a demanding job! I&#39;m on a strict schedule ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;During the day, &lt;em&gt;K&lt;/em&gt; eats every 2-3 hrs. Her night-time routine almost runs like a Hindi cinema show -12 to 3, 3 to 6, 6 to 9!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between these nursing sessions are her diaper changes which is still taking a good 15 mins, from start to finish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;But I should thank &lt;em&gt;K &lt;/em&gt;for her co operation. She just knows when its time to go potty...her cue is when the tap goes on &amp; when I switch on her small red musical toy ..its diaper time people- yet again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;She poops &amp;amp; pees every time she eats &amp; then sometimes in between too. &amp;amp; then sometimes, we have accidents! &amp; thats when she gets her mini sponge-baths.&lt;br /&gt;Clean smelling fresh clothes, a new diaper...&amp;amp; a small wait, before the clean becomes dirty!!:)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Aah...I wonder when this &#39;phase&#39; will come to an end... &amp; I could catch some good sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the funniest thing is, when she is asleep, I wait for her to wake up...&amp;amp; when she refuses to go to sleep, I pull my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is smart &amp; naughty. She is a happy baby. &amp;amp; she is very good@ making those distint faces and noises aka communication.&lt;br /&gt;She smiles when she is satified eating. She smiles when she wakes up...&lt;br /&gt;She has a way let me know when she is hungry..the way she looks @ me &amp; begs for food!&lt;br /&gt;She coos when she is getting a diaper change reflecting her happiness...she already knows what clean is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So henceforth, I am going to update her blog coz now, everythings about her! I had a great pregnancy; the journey was awesome &amp;amp; everythings well &#39;documented&#39; in here...there&#39;s hardly anything new to post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;So over to &lt;a href=&quot;http://kaeyaa.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;K&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&#39;s...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-blog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-5907310303126044109</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Feb 2007 00:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-08T17:00:48.537-08:00</atom:updated><title>My Sweetie...</title><description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=#14D0F8&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;...is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;month old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-sweetie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-4549356918741590118</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Jan 2007 23:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-23T15:51:51.559-07:00</atom:updated><title>Road To Recovery...?</title><description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;or should it be &#39;Blame it on Hormones??&#39;&lt;br /&gt;Cant figure out the appropriate title...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres what has been happening lately...&lt;br /&gt;~I am cramping every day...&lt;br /&gt;~Am still faithful with my maternity pant &amp; the meshy hospital panty coz they fit comfortably on my tummy...have to wait for a few more days to fit into my &#39;everyday&#39; clothes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;~I am stressed out...my TMJ hasnt left for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;~I am a Zombie! The last time I slept for a 6-8 hours was before Jan 7th! Getting back to that routine currently looks impossible! I manage to get about an hours sleep between feedings &amp;amp; diaper changes at night which is not possible during the day time coz &lt;em&gt;K&lt;/em&gt; likes to be held all the time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&amp; so these days, the urge to take a few sleeping pills is growing stronger!&lt;br /&gt;~The incision site is still numb. Urinating is still a problem. Firstly, I have lost the urge to go &amp;amp; secondly, I have an irritated Urethra - thanks to the catheter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;For my 1st post-partum appnt, I was checked for urinary infection. Thankfully I dont have it! I still have diarrhoea like bowel movements.&lt;br /&gt;~I dont get time to brush my teeth or comb my hair...&lt;br /&gt;~My wrists are getting stronger day by day and I am developing biceps-triceps - whatever!&lt;br /&gt;~I have lost tonnes of weight...am @145lbs now! Thanks to hot flashes and night sweats that I get every night. I am the only one @home who sleeps in only a single layer of clothing. I am &quot;stinky N wet&quot; mom... @least, thats what TD calls me!! I need changes twice a day!&lt;br /&gt;~Enough of you Lochia - its time for you to leave.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;~I am thristy 24/7 &amp; hungry than ever!&lt;br /&gt;~Its a month &amp;amp; I havent completely healed ...my enegry levels are like when I was 7-8 months pregnant...I can only work for 2 hours max...esp if it involves driving.&lt;br /&gt;~I snap without a moments notice &amp; otherwise I am sweet as a puppy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Unfortunately, usually my poor Mom is @ the receiving end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;But above all, I have realized, the only thing in this whole wide world that can make me happy is my sweetie K ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;I love looking at her, holding her for hours... I love it the most when she cries out for me....when she stares at me, looks into my eyes, recognises me, knows my touch...&amp;amp; smiles back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-road-to-recovery.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-3091267899137716277</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Jan 2007 06:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-23T16:02:47.088-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Birth Story</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;It all started with contractions, that came around 2am, on the 7th of Jan. They were sporadic &amp; very mild. Then around 7am, a pattern was established; painful contractions, coming once every 6-7 minute.&lt;br /&gt;It was certain by then that I was in true early labor, coz no matter what I did, they wouldn’t go. Slowly there was an increase in the intensity too.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to focus on things like watching TV, listening to music, talking with Mom &amp; DH, BUT nothing would help. I realized, these &#39;distractions&#39; were actually irritating me. Every time, during a contraction, when my mom &amp;amp; DH tried to pacify me, I would scream on them to stop talking!&lt;br /&gt;DH then clicked some &#39;final&#39; pictures of me &amp; mom on the staircase. Must I say, I look the worst in them! You can actually see the pain I am going thru, me being indifferent, almost in a trance, my poor mom making all the effort to ease me off my pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then started to deep breath, a technique typically used during active labor; 6 deep breaths in a minute with a cleansing breathe @ the beginning &amp;@ the end.&lt;br /&gt;I ate lunch &amp;amp; took a shower. It was a blessing. I had a coupla contractions they were painless.&lt;br /&gt;Later around 1pm, I called the OB. By now, my contractions had started appearing one in every 5 minutes. OB instructed me to go straight to the hospital. It was time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7 minute car ride from my home to the hospital was hell...I had 3 contractions &amp; hated being on the road, in the car, hated almost everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Sweet Pea’ was the name of the L&amp;amp;D room...I thought, what’s so ‘sweet’ about labor anyway! Heparin/IV lock on my left hand, maternal fetal monitor on, I changed into the labor gown. The Nurse checked me – I was 80% effaced, 0 dilation @ -1 station. She praised me for the way I was breathing through my contractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 hours later, the Nurse checked me, I was good@ effacement (not completely effaced), but had not dilated. In the meantime, Tweetu was showing decels on the monitor. Her heart rate would drop down and stay there for a good minute after every contraction. The OB thought of inducing my labor. I was given the choice of either Cervidil or Pitocin. Pain medications were also mentioned. I decided on Cervidil after much deliberation. Here’s why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had done all the right things. I took my classes, practiced my breathing, had my Dh &amp; Mom(my backup coach) trained in reminding me that everything would be fine. I will have a quick labor &amp;amp; within no time, Tweetu will be with us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Somehow instinctively, call it ‘maternal’ instincts, since the begining of my contractions, I knew – C section was the only way out. Rather the previous day, I had expressed the same thoughts to both DH &amp; Mom &amp;amp; what if I ask for pain medication? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not comfortable with the pain, didn’t know if I could bear the level 10 pains(till then I described my pain @ level 6, as I mentally thought I could bear it all) .Tweetu’s condition wasn’t improving either. I didn’t want to go thro all the pain that induction would bring, only to have a C section @the end. I thought of going ahead with the surgery, &amp; getting done with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DH &amp;amp; Mom had a tough time understanding me. In a way I sounded disappointing, even to myself, as I had never dreamt that after all the time spent on knowing the benefits of a vaginal delivery &amp; charting out a birth plan devoid of a C- section, it would be me who would insist on having one! I was so much in pain &amp;amp; was terribly scared of it. It took another OBs visit, Moms &amp; DH’s convincing, that I finally OKed Cervidil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cervidil was administered &amp;amp; so was the Foley’s catheter. There after, things, read contractions &amp; pain, started speeding up. I was in active phase. The pain was almost unbearable to me. In between all the drama, my water broke! It stained green confirming the presence of Meconium. But it was moderate. A big towel was pushed in between my legs to soak the amniotic fluid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tweetus heart beats were getting recorded intermittently &amp;amp; the graph was not very clear. This had been the case right from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;The OB came in to attach an internal fetal monitor to my poor baby’s head. I hated this the most. What more, the OB missed attaching it the right way on the first go. She was successful in 2nd attempt. It must have been such a torture for Tweetu…That’s the reason why later I didn’t get a picture clicked with the OB &amp; my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of hours later, I decided to get Epidural. Aware of all the risks &amp;amp; disadvantages, I signed the papers coz I couldn’t take the pain anymore. I think I had reached my threshold &amp; that was a surprise….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Anesthetic did a very fine job. I had no pain during the procedure except the lightning bolt jolt that went thru my left leg once the medicine was in me. I dared not to look at the equipment &amp;amp; the epidural material that was brought in my room. Mom stayed with me while DH walked the hospital corridor. Later I was hooked on to Oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt my legs go numb &amp; heavy instantaneously. Pain vanished in a matter of minutes. I was relaxed for the first time. A low dose of Pitocin was introduced. Cervidil was kept intact. Next, every two hours, the Nurse came to check my progress. I was going nowhere. Near the end, I had effaced completely but dilated to only 6. Pitocin dosage was increased. At one point, Epidural started wearing off. I could feel a constant rectal pressure which made me push, during every contraction. I knew, if I pushed anymore, my Cervix would give up &amp;amp; start swelling, complicating labor. But the urge to push wouldn’t go. &amp; suddenly, I started shaking vigorsly. I was so cold, it felt like I was sleeping on a block of ice. DH covered me with a coupla blankets, but nothing helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the Anesthetic was called. He administered another dose of an analgesic. The Nurse bought in a couple of warm blankets but warned not to cover myself for long. Slowly, I was normal again but was riding a temperature – 101.4; which refused to go down. Now it looked like this was a reaction to an infection. After all, my bag of waters had broken a while ago. Tweetu ran a high risk of contracting the infection. Tylenol was administered anally. At this point, Cervidil was removed with an increased dosage of Pitocin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, around 5 am, the OB came in and started explaining. I had been in labor for almost 24 hours &amp; it had stalled. Tweetu had been in distress for a while. Per OB, my baby wasn’t in a position to take the level 10 birthing contractions &amp;amp; pushes. She also told us regarding the possibility of the umbilical cord being wrapped around my babie’s neck. I was running a fever &amp; Tweetu had almost caught the infection.&lt;br /&gt;We had no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within minutes I signed the papers, I was prepped up for the surgery. DH was given a robe to wear as he was going to accompany me during the operation. I was shaved, rolled to the gurney &amp;amp; was taken to the OR. Saw my teary eyed Mom wish me the best of luck. I was dazed. I was so calm &amp; relaxed…I was living a present that I had predicted.&lt;br /&gt;I felt no pressure during the surgery. I asked a Nurse to record the time of birth for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:22am &amp;amp; my sweet baby &lt;em&gt;K &lt;/em&gt;was born! Weighing 6.15 lbs, @18” – she looked very much a beauty. She spent no time &amp; started looking around , trying to grasp things in the OR with her large jet black eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the happiness &amp;amp; excitement in DH’s eyes. He was called to talk to her to initiate bonding. She was crying, she was happy to be born! Her APGAR@ 1 &amp; 5 minutes were 8 &amp;amp; 9 respectively. She had some breathing problem but once under a heater, she was breathing normally only to conclude that some babies take their own sweet time to get adjusted to the changes in temperature. But lets not forget, it was indeed cold...remember, k-yaa is a january baby! She was kept in the Nursery for the next 4 hours. I met my baby after 2 long hours postpartum, when she was bought in for a couple of minutes to my room. when my bundle was handed to me, all I could think of was how I could take care of such a tiny human being!&lt;br /&gt;My recovery was fast; I walked the hospital corridor the very first day &amp; was discharged on the 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we took K to her first pediatric appointment. Her doctor was in praises! K has grown! She now stands 19.5” tall and weighs 6.8lbs.&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; my baby are the best breast feeding team! She recognizes my voice &amp; touch.&lt;br /&gt;My world revolves around her &amp;amp; both of us have become inseparable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-birth-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-2669450127482596374</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 10:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-23T15:32:12.557-07:00</atom:updated><title>K is here!</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRProEvXDVN6LSGMtUMSG48ehOF8TDCzgxyO13DZZnESLvw0olKNOFUU9dk-Lwo-9Meg8K3yGV1bnLsdkKauhNMOLvUVlR_8Y7FIhIGE4fiimVDHSgxNPaK_ZUcty99exjmA44nw/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020081580053921906&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRProEvXDVN6LSGMtUMSG48ehOF8TDCzgxyO13DZZnESLvw0olKNOFUU9dk-Lwo-9Meg8K3yGV1bnLsdkKauhNMOLvUVlR_8Y7FIhIGE4fiimVDHSgxNPaK_ZUcty99exjmA44nw/s320/DSC00028.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLdjnGb5_BWYkmM0b8VdqyZnJ-86TaBmSalv0UzEWyR1VA7FmvpJMB2nPp49rBrcYk0NWmTK_4t9-Fw8cQ22FVE-Qj2ZlQ71sP6gUPorf-5a7ywDnqNEs8W2rQaK-d-JuKwj4Kfw/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019095043245899874&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLdjnGb5_BWYkmM0b8VdqyZnJ-86TaBmSalv0UzEWyR1VA7FmvpJMB2nPp49rBrcYk0NWmTK_4t9-Fw8cQ22FVE-Qj2ZlQ71sP6gUPorf-5a7ywDnqNEs8W2rQaK-d-JuKwj4Kfw/s400/DSC00028.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;:DOB:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;8th January 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;:TIME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;5.22 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;:WEIGHT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;6.1 lbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;:HEIGHT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;18&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;:APGAR@ 1 &amp; 5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;8 &amp;amp; 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2007/01/kaeyaa-is-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRProEvXDVN6LSGMtUMSG48ehOF8TDCzgxyO13DZZnESLvw0olKNOFUU9dk-Lwo-9Meg8K3yGV1bnLsdkKauhNMOLvUVlR_8Y7FIhIGE4fiimVDHSgxNPaK_ZUcty99exjmA44nw/s72-c/DSC00028.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-1882911337967304434</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Jan 2007 20:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-14T17:15:46.668-07:00</atom:updated><title>D Day + 1</title><description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;No baby yet! Yesterday after NST(@the clinic) &amp;amp; a couple more decels...you know where I must have been sent...yes, to the hospital! But God showed his mercy &amp;amp; they let me go after an hour!&lt;br /&gt;In the evening we went to a professional photographer and clicked a few pregnancy pictures. Heres one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIey6H9NOdL6hGZEqC9TbNVdiOCuXOIKjgwCbb7uy519mC_wNkFQ4cqVaFpG9IFACDmesyvBjH2GV0lbyqfmB5B0Y1V_V4-ibL-SwrrJrLj7B6fZcMhwStNmZcDgQsInjjVQST4w/s1600-h/preggo001.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335836381804268754&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIey6H9NOdL6hGZEqC9TbNVdiOCuXOIKjgwCbb7uy519mC_wNkFQ4cqVaFpG9IFACDmesyvBjH2GV0lbyqfmB5B0Y1V_V4-ibL-SwrrJrLj7B6fZcMhwStNmZcDgQsInjjVQST4w/s400/preggo001.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2007/01/d-day-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIey6H9NOdL6hGZEqC9TbNVdiOCuXOIKjgwCbb7uy519mC_wNkFQ4cqVaFpG9IFACDmesyvBjH2GV0lbyqfmB5B0Y1V_V4-ibL-SwrrJrLj7B6fZcMhwStNmZcDgQsInjjVQST4w/s72-c/preggo001.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-5877568857313066068</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 17:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-06T14:24:35.821-08:00</atom:updated><title>D DAY 2DAY!</title><description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;In a short while, I will be leaving for my last NST,hopefully! Have been bleeding a wee bit @nights. Experiencing on&amp;amp;off BH contractions, menstruation like crampings, pelvic pressure. I felt Tweetu &#39;slide down&#39; while I was peeing the other night...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2007/01/d-day-2day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-1456373781761412571</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2007 07:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-04T14:28:49.241-08:00</atom:updated><title>0 station; 50% effaced</title><description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Yesterday, I was sent to the hopsital for &#39;prolonged&#39; monitoring after 3 decels were picked upby the monitor@ the routine (clinic)NST. I was at the hospital for 4 hours. Luckily there were no decels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Suprisingly, I had no B Hicks the whole day. &amp;amp; even today, I dont have them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2007/01/0-station-50-effaced.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-5073028180204755441</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Jan 2007 22:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-02T14:47:05.492-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Contractions OR Lightening</category><title>Contractions OR Lightening...</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...Cant make out the difference but somethings happening since the past 4 days. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Typically in the afternoon, my stomach hardens like a tight ball which is accompanied by sharp jabbing, tinging pain, like a very very bad diaorrhea or cramping. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I havent been able to time it coz once my tummy is tight, its stays like that for hours with sporadic crampings.  Mom says, my tummy looks &#39;low&#39; now!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Past 4 nights have been very comfortable coz I am sleeping for straight 4 hours at a stretch. I get up only once to go pee &amp; have no problem falling asleep! My appetite has gone down. I have lost a lb &amp;amp; a half. Mentally I am calm &amp; relaxed ...have no clue how I am going to be during L&amp;amp;D...keeping my fingers xed!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjU1GrNLPLnOp3zwJB3U3fLrNJz47j7F0Ym_Fl-WkntzGmH9eSxXti9BVAdlAgiP_U7WIQrthl583fILBSGCJs-a8eaH7CfZcQup9_qDFFHhpF_fEdx602zMgZwf_FsR77J2VszA/s1600-h/tiker.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015563658579459746&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 74px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; height=&quot;78&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjU1GrNLPLnOp3zwJB3U3fLrNJz47j7F0Ym_Fl-WkntzGmH9eSxXti9BVAdlAgiP_U7WIQrthl583fILBSGCJs-a8eaH7CfZcQup9_qDFFHhpF_fEdx602zMgZwf_FsR77J2VszA/s320/tiker.jpg&quot; width=&quot;322&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2007/01/contractions-or-lightening.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjU1GrNLPLnOp3zwJB3U3fLrNJz47j7F0Ym_Fl-WkntzGmH9eSxXti9BVAdlAgiP_U7WIQrthl583fILBSGCJs-a8eaH7CfZcQup9_qDFFHhpF_fEdx602zMgZwf_FsR77J2VszA/s72-c/tiker.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-787885656912261254</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 Dec 2006 21:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-01T13:58:56.239-08:00</atom:updated><title>Count(ing)down...</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji34G3tvbDI7VuHRqE0Qwdn8N0XEiPyh1CcfxKIBO6OwQ7bfwoB7QlV2aZgzd4Cj_slqCTQHXJbk3NHirSyka1JLrjTFMYJoXl_wZB6moAdYOAuV3iIhEKapkYetmTPQFjuwEpVA/s1600-h/countdown.GIF&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014814053642321490&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji34G3tvbDI7VuHRqE0Qwdn8N0XEiPyh1CcfxKIBO6OwQ7bfwoB7QlV2aZgzd4Cj_slqCTQHXJbk3NHirSyka1JLrjTFMYJoXl_wZB6moAdYOAuV3iIhEKapkYetmTPQFjuwEpVA/s320/countdown.GIF&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;Picture courtesy:dctvdallas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2006/12/countdown.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji34G3tvbDI7VuHRqE0Qwdn8N0XEiPyh1CcfxKIBO6OwQ7bfwoB7QlV2aZgzd4Cj_slqCTQHXJbk3NHirSyka1JLrjTFMYJoXl_wZB6moAdYOAuV3iIhEKapkYetmTPQFjuwEpVA/s72-c/countdown.GIF" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-8199661921086724791</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Dec 2006 21:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-04T12:14:10.235-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">38th week</category><title>Week 38 Pic!</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkHaPKLQNM-8WJZGBbxbqdp3o_ILWNj1NrcUYq3RGBSq9XNry6cQieiomsFazL0C4K4UcqSsFU72Pk5EQMcbsIL0aFD5dtERQnmlF-1dGE9_Vl-JFbx4bso_8p6ptlW-3YgztOtw/s1600-h/face.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016270897959190194&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkHaPKLQNM-8WJZGBbxbqdp3o_ILWNj1NrcUYq3RGBSq9XNry6cQieiomsFazL0C4K4UcqSsFU72Pk5EQMcbsIL0aFD5dtERQnmlF-1dGE9_Vl-JFbx4bso_8p6ptlW-3YgztOtw/s320/face.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Check out the ready-to-go hospital bags in the background!! The smaller one belongs to Tweety darling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015160657503108706&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMAM-KLzL7kF_Szw77JCsviquwL0E28LJK17Kh25PESefvZLFZPS3NehjxoZRAi42hRLF1NndwI4gRmu9YG7uLkNozGoK9IR7u5yyso203qlRkCHYQkOx26q3GAVXTmo4NWZh71Q/s320/DSC00014.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2006/12/week-38-pic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkHaPKLQNM-8WJZGBbxbqdp3o_ILWNj1NrcUYq3RGBSq9XNry6cQieiomsFazL0C4K4UcqSsFU72Pk5EQMcbsIL0aFD5dtERQnmlF-1dGE9_Vl-JFbx4bso_8p6ptlW-3YgztOtw/s72-c/face.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-6449831093845170461</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Dec 2006 21:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-01T13:50:38.017-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birth plan</category><title>Out Goes My Birth-Plan!</title><description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;I had spent so much time, energy in creating my 3-paged awesome birth plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;The idea behind creating such a birth-plan was to &#39;reduce the risks&#39; that me &amp; my baby might face considering some routine practises-procedures &amp;amp; otherwise which are typically observed during L&amp;D and postpartum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;I had researched the internet, gone through published papers &amp;amp; various links; watched birth vdos &amp; read books/articles to compose my plan. I had taken suggestions from a coupla friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;I felt a sense of control after I read the final copy of the plan which was acheived after numerous edits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;I took it to Clinic for the OB to preview it, as I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt; had some questions regarding procedures Heparin/IV lock, Vitamin K injection, Heel stick, eye ointment etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;As I discussed the plan with the OB, it incurred to me that I actually have almost no say in the L&amp;amp;D/postpartum decisions! Everything that was on my &#39;dont want&#39; list, was categorised under &#39;emergency procedure&#39; that would be taken care off well in advance, just to avoid any last minute delays for the &#39;benefit of me &amp; my baby&#39;. For some Postpartum procedures, I need to talk to the Pediatrician. The only thing that I can waive is the eye-ointment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;I dont understand, why there is an insistance of creating a &#39;birth-plan&#39; when it is the OB who is under control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;Under the pretext of us parents &#39;not being trained enough&#39; or who do not belong to the medical profession aka layman; depending on the mood of the OB; every question we have is sometimes explained with well &#39;moulded&#39; answers or is thrown out of the window. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;If I would have know this, I wouldnt have investigated so much or made a birth-plan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2006/12/out-goes-my-birth-plan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-8616000618365478392</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Dec 2006 18:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-01T13:51:37.020-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">37th week</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mytweetu</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pregnancy blog</category><title>Week 37 Pic :))</title><description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;!Merry Christmas!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjka8jjzL2cUfy8FEMPhPDNzz9UFca2-oSSX57U_qIGBvWhfB8uDS-2JCBBmDtp8Pft_OkXQTw3QVVRep707QNUYXksrhwZFkYJJooGSphdncXiKZSrO-mAZpi20cB2raQpwzznqQ/s1600-h/week37-06.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011046603400709170&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjka8jjzL2cUfy8FEMPhPDNzz9UFca2-oSSX57U_qIGBvWhfB8uDS-2JCBBmDtp8Pft_OkXQTw3QVVRep707QNUYXksrhwZFkYJJooGSphdncXiKZSrO-mAZpi20cB2raQpwzznqQ/s320/week37-06.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Yay! I am almost there...will be in single digits from tomorrow! 10 of my pregnancy board members have already delivered! Am only 1 NST appnts away from the last one this year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Its been a great ride so far...now thoughts of the D day have started making me a lil anxious esp the L&amp;D part...have my fingers xed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That also means Tweetu darling hasnt made her grand entry! Although I am eagar to meet her, I am OK if she wants to take her &#39;own sweet time&#39;; least, I will get the satisfaction of perfectly &#39;baking&#39; the &#39;best cookie of the world&#39;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! Feels like I havent blogged in ages...! Since my Mom&#39;s arrival, things have been different for all of us. She has successfully pushed me &amp; TD, out of my accident inertia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIK7Ym5wuK3DTc49DA4VU6bu8FO1dEKxbVvgOKgkqmSaVS_6WnTquZDNxxP3VC_tubJt_hHFatRJmF-1GAubweJW36vctcQTZVGArvGyWzHQelVMRNrK2uXfmwuxKYm18UzVySSw/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015162152151727730&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIK7Ym5wuK3DTc49DA4VU6bu8FO1dEKxbVvgOKgkqmSaVS_6WnTquZDNxxP3VC_tubJt_hHFatRJmF-1GAubweJW36vctcQTZVGArvGyWzHQelVMRNrK2uXfmwuxKYm18UzVySSw/s320/DSC00010.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Tweetu&#39;s lovely nursery &#39;corner&#39; is ready with the crib bedding, wall paper, mobile n all. The car seat is where it needs to be. Tweetu&#39;s bag is ready &amp; so is mine. &amp;amp; yes, Tweetu&#39;s stroller; of TD&#39;s &amp; my Mom&#39;s choice, is home(after a lot of grey-cells expenditure; never imagined this would &lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCsED5VpD3PiuXllFjJXlpXQPXWmnKFi1manWyuQM033M1P-dOI6-SilbptBdImwUWoUKFFj4BYW37UgxA4nq3oszRWH9e6CEFMXm1whg918teH5Oj1Cn0gdz3GY2ol_ayMIdNEw/s1600-h/christmas.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012419055905178690&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px&quot; height=&quot;176&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCsED5VpD3PiuXllFjJXlpXQPXWmnKFi1manWyuQM033M1P-dOI6-SilbptBdImwUWoUKFFj4BYW37UgxA4nq3oszRWH9e6CEFMXm1whg918teH5Oj1Cn0gdz3GY2ol_ayMIdNEw/s200/christmas.jpg&quot; width=&quot;184&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;be such a hard decision to make). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Lately, I have been having a lot of ankle swelling &amp; joint pain in my fingers. I can stand for 10 mins tops &amp;amp; then my legs start hurting. I am close to 80kgs - dont wanna add any more but I am sooooooo damn hungry all the time! I am eating aft every 2- 3hrs...&amp;amp; I am happily giving in, hoping its Tweetu who&#39;s making me this hungry! My cervix is tightly closed(&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;once a week physical checkups have started since week 37&lt;/span&gt;), no bloody-show or H2o breaking yet...thankfully, the Docs havent yet said anything regarding inducing my pregnancy. So looks like, my Tweetu darling will be with us around the EDD! What a grand way to usher in the new-year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2006/12/week-37-pic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjka8jjzL2cUfy8FEMPhPDNzz9UFca2-oSSX57U_qIGBvWhfB8uDS-2JCBBmDtp8Pft_OkXQTw3QVVRep707QNUYXksrhwZFkYJJooGSphdncXiKZSrO-mAZpi20cB2raQpwzznqQ/s72-c/week37-06.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-8735899500797217070</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 12:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-25T02:55:53.780-08:00</atom:updated><title>:))</title><description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&quot;Hee hee...this just recently appeared on my pregnancy board...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRBRxywHV4z5ycN4ks1xZDs5DPigYY-dbJpXUy1olvAIGh3X3aAe4BcM2wSmHj-A24tkISxAdR3Vw_elfYdy-_ReQUnfUPTIZ2vTi16T1lphbBYK48PVuA2ljQc58NEuGPzBkLYQ/s1600-h/cartoon36.bmp&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009838678208447522&quot; 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yesterday, I missed the u/s appointment!&lt;br /&gt;I got up @9am, realizing I needed to check what day appnt was on(wednesday or thursday).. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;9:10am, it had completely slipped my mind! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;@10:58 am, I realized I had not checked for my appnt only to realize that I had missed it. The appnt was @10am!&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so miserable...how did I forget such an important u/s appointment? What was I thinking or not thinking. This is &lt;u&gt;the&lt;/u&gt; most important u/s(@week 36) that I need to take...&lt;br /&gt;I called up to reshedule - the next available u/s appnt is only on the 26th(ie around week 39)!&lt;br /&gt;Called up the Doc &amp;amp; she was not happy to hear I missed the u/s; she is going to try to get me in - if she can..:(&lt;br /&gt;Hope, I get to see how Tweetu is doing, in the next coupla days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;UPDATE: The doc managed to get me a stat(emergency) u/s appnt. on the 14th. The 45 min u/s went extremely well. The Radiologist could not locate my Cervix. Hence we went ahead with &#39;internal&#39; u/s which was thankfully better than what I had expected! The amniotic fluid volume is within the range of normal with an AFI of 11.7 cm. Normal cervical length &amp;amp; a posterior placenta with no evidence for previa were observed. Tweetu&#39;s estimated weight in grams was 2495. Although the&lt;br /&gt;composite estimate of her gestational age was noted at 34 weeks 5 days, the OB mentioned that there is a standard deviation of 17 days which puts her back to the 36th week with no change in the EDD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2006/12/wednesday-13th.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-116580972360915407</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Dec 2006 03:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-10T20:12:35.004-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">39th week</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Braxton Hicks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Contractions</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mytweetu</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pregnancy</category><title>Lots of BH...</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;contractions...&lt;br /&gt;Since a coupla days, I have started getting these regularly. Earlier, they arrived only by the evening &amp; @night. But today, I have feeling them throughout the day. So much so that I cant walk! All of a sudden, my tummy tightens &amp;amp; pressure builts up. It subsides in a coupla minutes. It makes me uncomfortable but luckily they are not painful...I wonder if BHs&#39; are painful...&lt;br /&gt;The other day@ the clinic, the OB checked me for dialation as I had quite a few contractions(spaced 5 mins apart) during NST. I never felt them though.&lt;br /&gt;GBS test negetive! Zero dialation! OB said, I might deliver, naturally, around 39th week. She suggested if I dont, inducing is the way to go considering the placental abruption history. I say, lets wait &amp;amp; watch!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2006/12/lots-of-bhs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-116549811392064649</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Dec 2006 13:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-07T06:33:21.463-08:00</atom:updated><title>36th week...here I come!</title><description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(20, 208, 248);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;Its 5 am &amp;...I am wide awake, &amp;amp; so it Tweetu :) And know what? We are having fun, playing with each other! Everytime I roll my hand on my tummy &amp; keep it still, Tweetu either crawls under it or just kicks! I am so loving it...this probably indicates how good a time we are gonna have, playing with each other...my baby is soooo reactive to my touch - even in utero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had a tiny fall...not actually a &#39;fall&#39; fall but I was squatting down trying to get the darn sponge from under the kitchen sink, when I lost my balance &amp;amp; landed on my left &#39;cheek&#39;(u know what I mean!)...it happened so quickly, I had nothing to hold on to or grab...&lt;br /&gt;Neways, Tweetu was active as usual untill lunch time &amp; then she slowed down...by evening I was sure that we were going to make a trip to the ER. When TD got home, we thought we would observe her after-meal-kicks &amp;amp; then plan our next steps. My baby kicked 10 times in 40 mins soon after dinner! Phew...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(20, 208, 248);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(20, 208, 248);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;It is slowly getting uneasy, switching positions in the bed. There is a constant pulling/stretching belly pain...Its a good sign-Tweetu is growing! My best sleeping position, still, is laying on my back &amp; I do sometimes accidently get into it... While going to bed, I constantly remind myself to sleep on my left. Snoogle does come handy most of the times. I am so blessed I found the perfect pillow when I needed it the most!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(20, 208, 248);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;Now I am eagarly looking forward to spending some quality time with my Mom! She will be with us from the 12th! Currently, she is soooo deep into her office work... handing over stuff... plus she now has the additional burden of shopping for her trip &amp; all that jazz...I would love if she manages to get some time to rest before Tweetu darling makes her grand entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, last night, TD &amp;amp; I realized, how less a time we have on hand to enjoy each others company - as a couple! After being together for almost 6 years... we will have company@home from the 12th - my Mom, &amp; after Tweetus birth, she will be the biggest part of our lives...! Only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(20, 208, 248);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;after 16-18 years, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(20, 208, 248);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;when Tweetu leaves home for college,  we will be back to being a couple...!&lt;br /&gt;I am sure, TD will miss just being together... as much as I would... but the joy &amp;amp; happiness of having our darling Tweetu in our lives, cannot be described in words...! 3 cheers for the 3 of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2006/12/36th-weekhere-i-come.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-116543200188061160</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Dec 2006 19:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-06T11:06:41.903-08:00</atom:updated><title>Week 35 Pic...</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/1600/165788/DSC00003.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/320/730950/DSC00003.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2006/12/week-35-pic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-116535082339901395</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Dec 2006 20:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-06T13:04:43.450-08:00</atom:updated><title>Look@ these cuties...</title><description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(20,208,248)&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/1600/737803/dog.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/200/926983/dog.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: georgia&quot; href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/1600/503018/elephant.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/200/971176/elephant.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;The National Geographic Channel is premiering a new documentary that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(20,208,248);font-size:78%;&quot; &gt;takes viewers inside the wombs of elephants, dolphins and dogs to trace their different paths from conception to birth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(20,208,248)&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;. Watch it on December 10 @ 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: left&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote  style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(20,208,248)&quot;&gt;At 12 months, an elephant foetus is on average 18 inches long and weighs approximately 26 pounds. It can use its trunk, curling it right up into its mouth and over its head.&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(20,208,248)&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://abcnews.go.com/Technology/popup?id=2673970&amp;content=&amp;amp;page=1&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to check out more pictures of animals in the womb. They are pretty amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#14d0f8;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;So last night, we shopped @Target until 10:30pm. I am glad to say, we are all set(xcept the travel system) &amp; done with the &#39;basics&#39;! I have everything I need for the first few days. We will buy stuff as we go on. It&#39;s anyway very hard to say what &amp;amp; how much will be needed. TD is prepared to make ample of trips to the store!&lt;br /&gt;NST#5 was awesome - we were out in 30! Baby Tweety was actively kicking. The CNM took a swab for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.babycenter.com/refcap/pregnancy/prenatalhealth/1647.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;GBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt; test. I am 171 lbs now...I am gaining weight every visit - not every week...I am sure its my weight coz I dont see Tweety putting on weight that rapidly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2006/12/look-these-cuties.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-116525560336848429</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Dec 2006 17:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-07T10:37:31.476-08:00</atom:updated><title>Me &amp; My Lil Bro...</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/1600/435533/mayur020.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/200/372080/mayur020.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/1600/342606/mayuri.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/200/461140/mayuri.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255)&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/1600/386692/mo021.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/200/490472/mo021.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/1600/551377/mayur28.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/200/796987/mayur28.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/1600/572519/mayur012.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/200/665795/mayur012.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/1600/985314/mayur27.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/200/573078/mayur27.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255);font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are some of my lil bro&#39;s photos...he was the cutest &amp;amp; the most perfect baby I have ever known...wish, I had known then:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;Funny, he looks almost the same, even after 24 years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2006/12/me-my-lil-bro.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-116518060741364733</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Dec 2006 21:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-06T13:04:27.853-08:00</atom:updated><title>Babyshower #4!</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: left&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/1600/8385/babyshower.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 172px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/320/275893/babyshower.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(20,208,248)&quot;&gt;Yipee! Last night we were at my 4th babyshower...! Had so much fun! Card,cake - the whole enchilada.&lt;br /&gt;This time, blindfolded, I picked the sugar-cane stick meaning &#39;boy&#39; &amp; not the Strawberries! So the final score of the babyshower &lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: italic&quot;&gt;gender guessing game&lt;/span&gt; is 2:1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking forward to this shower in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(20,208,248)&quot;&gt;particular &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(20,208,248);font-size:78%;&quot; &gt;as it was to be thrown by people we consider our &lt;u&gt;good friends&lt;/u&gt;. Our 6 couple group, all in the different stages of life(TD &amp;amp; I are 2nd youngest; the eldest couple has been married for over 38 some years - &amp; we consider them our guardians...) came together &amp;amp; have been friends for the past 2.5yrs. We are always looking forward to such reunions &amp; everyone makes it a point to attend it. TD &amp;amp; I find this group very comforting &amp; supportive &amp;amp; we are most comfortable in our friends company.&lt;br /&gt;But life, the teacher, wanted to teach us something we otherwise wouldnt have realized. &amp;amp; must I say, it shocked us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(20,208,248);font-size:78%;&quot; &gt;contd....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(20,208,248)&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2006/12/babyshower-4.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-116499988832482040</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Dec 2006 19:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-01T21:21:50.940-08:00</atom:updated><title>Another Long Boring Day @The...</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;...hospital...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;I was at the clinic yesterday for the now routine NST#4...had a heavy breakfast coz past experiences have taught me that Tweetu needs to be active &amp; fully awake while I take the NST. Food &amp;amp; her favourite OJ keeps her moving all the time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;The CNM saw a couple of &#39;variables&#39;(read Decelerations) after nearly 30-35 minutes of monitoring &amp; asked me to go to the hospital ASAP for another NST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;The thing is, clinics are not equipped to run the test for more than an hour; prolonged monitoring is only possible@ the hospital. CNM also scared me with her &#39;3 strikes &amp; a Cesarian&#39; concept! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;So there I was. It took nearly 45 minutes to get a free room. I had lunch in the mean time. I was hooked up to the monitors@ 1:30pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Tweetu was running a little low on her heart-rate, between 126-138, than otherwise 148-155. That was a concern for me. Her heart rate was similar@ the clinic in the morning, add decelerations to that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;20 minutes later, Tweetu decided to go sleep &amp;amp; so the heart rate stayed steady for a while. The nurse came in &amp; made me change my position to wake up the baby. Another 15 minutes, Tweetu was still asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;When the Nurse came in the next time, I told her to get me some OJ. 8 ounces later, Tweetu woke up &amp;amp; started activly kicking! Phew! The trick worked! The nurse was impressed...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;1.5 hrs later, the OB came in. We went over the same set of details. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;This is the 3rd time I narrated November 15th events, to an entirely new Doctor. It amazes &amp; annoys me, how there is NO exchange of patient information between Doctors belonging to the same group! Let alone info exchanges between the hospital &amp;amp; the clinic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;The OB was satisfied with the NST results but wanted to take a look @the volume of the Amniotic fluid. So a &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.webmd.com/hw/being_pregnant/tw9854.asp&quot;&gt;Biophysical&lt;/a&gt; u/s was performed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;3 quadrants later, the OB gave me 11 points for the amount of fluid(5 is conisdered normal)! In those 5 minutes, Tweetu moved atleast 3 times. The OB checked her breathing too &amp; gave me &amp;amp; Tweetu an 8 on 8 for the entire u/s! It was time to go home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;I hate to be classified under &#39;high risk&#39; pregnancy. But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;Life has become a little different after the accident...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;I am now in the 35th week...the thoughts of pre-term labor do bother me sometimes. Cross week 36th , &amp; I will be relieved! Then Tweetu can pop whenever she wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;I dont know how my labor is going to be but I am +ve and I am not seriously thinking about it @all...hakuna matata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;For me, everything has slowed down! I cant move like I normally used to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;I have prenatal/NSTs lined up...If tweetu is awake &amp;amp; &#39;cooperates&#39;, I am done within 30 mins else i have to make trips to the booooooooring hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;color:#ff76ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not cooking anymore &amp; that is a relief. Aft the accident, we were going out for food all the time &amp;amp; we started hating it. It took us a while to get a cook and make arrangements for home-cooked food. Lucky me, I met a lady who now comes home &amp; cooks food enough for 4 days...&amp;amp; thats a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;My Mom got her visitiors visa...she will be with us from December 12th...&amp; thats another blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house is a mess right now! Poor TD is doing all the running around. We dont have our SUV yet and wont be getting it from the bodyshoppers for @least 15 more days. We will have to borrow/rent a bigger SUV/car from friends as getting Mom from the airport with bags &amp;amp; all, is just impossible in TDs 2 door coup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby&#39;s stuff is part done - I mean shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, we got the crib matteress &amp; I have ordered the crib bedding(estimated arrival date:11th December!)&lt;br /&gt;We are no longer buying the travel-system. As I am petite, weight of these systems was an issue. We have finally decided on getting an infant car seat &amp;amp; a convinience stroller.&lt;br /&gt;We still have a lot of &#39;must haves&#39; on the shopping list like Tweetu&#39;s mittens, caps, booties, diapers! Wash all her clothes will be the next task...the list is unending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly walk :)) 15 mins &amp;amp; I am done...have a lot of pelvic pressure, have been breathing heavily, trips to the loo for 1 or 2(wow, that rhymes perfect!)...so visits to malls are rare! Even if we had our SUV, I doubt I would have gone out on my own...I am a lil scared of driving now...&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-long-boring-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-116485397259251334</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 02:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-29T18:40:15.930-08:00</atom:updated><title>Meet Tweetu&#39;s Friends!</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/1600/375069/DSC00002.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/320/226173/DSC00002.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(20, 208, 248);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Arent they cute? :) especially the one thats right under the countdown board &amp; the sleeping baby in pink; wearing a white woolen sweater &amp;amp; hat with blue trim, playing blocks - the baby I love the most!&lt;br /&gt;Thats Tweetu&#39;s Uncle(my lil brothers pic, when he was just 6 months old... he is 25 now!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2006/11/meet-tweetus-friends.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28163483.post-116466631506307692</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Nov 2006 22:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-04T13:10:00.943-08:00</atom:updated><title>Babyshower #3!</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/1600/608690/DSC00069.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/320/609125/DSC00069.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;Again, this shower was supposed to be a &#39;surprise&#39; for me...but as it had to be, friends planning it, were not very cautious &amp; soon the hints got converted to facts! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;I hate acting &#39;surprised&#39; but what can you do! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;20 good souls had taken out time to plan for my babyshower &amp;amp; this one, must I say, was 10 on 10! They also had managed to rope in TD to fish out a couple of my saree blouses(which would fit me); TD asked me to pick them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;I had to pretend &amp; I made up a good story for TD! So much for a &#39;surprise&#39;...! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;Neways, we thoroughly enjoyed 23rd evening...so much that we came came home @1am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;Every detail was taken care of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;From decorating the room,making me change to a saree, dressing me up with traditional babyshower jewellery, playing traditional babyshower games(I picked the ring meaning &#39;girl&#39; instead of a coin!), arranging a delicious dinner to the cake cutting...everything was well planned. The babyshower card &amp;amp; the video recording of messages for us, were the highlights! This was a babyshower I had dreamt of having! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;Thanks you all! Thanks for making me &amp; my baby feel special! Thanks for all the love &amp;amp; care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;So Tweetu hasnt dropped!! Yep, I no longer feel the pressure on my bladder or the rectum&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/1600/951848/mobile.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 52px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 149px&quot; height=&quot;138&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2252/2979/200/709113/mobile.png&quot; width=&quot;45&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(intestine)...so visit the loo just once in a day! I can &#39;latitudenally&#39; feel her kicks...no more heartburn...bye bye Tums! I hope &amp; pray Tweetu drops by herself when the time comes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;Yesterday, my Mom got a 10-year visitors visa! All of us are so relived ..! Now we can start planning her arrival &amp;amp; stuff... she plans to be with us around 18th-19th December as she will be working up untill the 16th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;I am very happy...&amp; seems like Tweetu is even more happier...! She has been kicking/moving throughout the day...the otherwise 20 minute NST#3, took 3 hours today...Tweetu was very excited that we couldnt catch her! But she is doing just fine....I have gained another lb since the last visit. Thanksgiving day ie NST#2 was a breeze...we were done under 30 minutes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: rgb(255,118,255);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;The crib matteress is home,finally. Travel system would had been too...but as we tried out &#39;Microlites&#39; &amp;amp; &#39;tough SUV&#39; versions of the system, for the 1st time yesterday(!!!), we stalled! Going by our track record, it&#39;ll be coming w/e when we finally buy the system :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description><link>http://mytweetu.blogspot.com/2006/11/babyshower-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>