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Our Boy Is Here!

We're proud to announce that John William Rousmaniere was born on October 21st at 3 a.m. at the Beverly Birth Center.

"Jack" is 10 lbs 6 oz. and 22 inches long!

Mom is resting well, as all superheroes are entitled to do once in a while...

Love,

Will, Dana, Julia, Charlie and Jack

Pressure to Induce

The past week has been a battle.  Every day has been a struggle for just a little more time to let my body go into labor on its own.
 

Do I have preeclampsia?

Just when I thought we were in the clear, we’ve been thrown another curveball. At my last two prenatal appointments, my blood pressure has been "too high" (140/90 or above)--out of the acceptable range to deliver at the birth center.

Ready

I made it!  I’ve passed the 37 week mark, and have cleared the final hurdle to deliver at the birth center. Now that I’m considered to be "at term" and am officially in the clear, I'm gearing up to go.
 

A Normal Pregnancy

“Wow! That is really spectacular,” the ultrasound technician said as she squirted cold blue gel on my belly. “I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s just so out there!”

The Hard Part

This is the hard part: the final month of pregnancy. It’s a crawl to the finish line.

Milestones

It’s been a week of major milestones. Julia started kindergarten. Charlie had his first day of school ever. And Will and I celebrated our 10-year anniversary.

Head Down and Ready to Go

It worked!  I don’t know if it was gravity, the cold veggies, or the KC and the Sunshine Band blaring through my iPod (OK, maybe the baby was just ready to turn), but the good news is that this week’s ultrasound showed that the baby is now in the head-down position.

Does this baby make my belly look big?

I kind of wish I could stop going to my prenatal appointments. I know it’s important to check on the baby, but it seems like every time I walk in feeling happy and healthy, I walk out with a whole new laundry list of potential concerns.
 

A Big Breech Baby Boy

I just spent the past 15 minutes with my butt propped up in the air, a bag of cold veggies against the top of my stomach and my iPod headphones shoved down my pants. Oh, and I also have clothespins on my pinky toes.

Call me crazy, but I'm trying to get our breech baby to turn around, and am willing to do just about anything.

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