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Here is a little slide show, starring Gwyn! I've been on one heck of a plateau the last couple of months- still holding steady at 226. I'm pretty sure the culprit is water. For the first time ever I'm struggling getting enough water in everyday. I keep saying I'm REALLY going to focus on water this week! but it's yet to happen.

Well, went to my first postpartum appointment monday, and I weighed in at 229.  Not too shabby.  The scale today says 226, that makes me even happier- Onederland is actually in sight and an attainable goal.  Originally my goal was to be in Onederland by my one year anniversary, which meant I'd of lost 166 pounds since the day of my surgery.  But since I got pregnant so FAST, that wasn't really an option.  So my revised goal is to be in Onederland by my birthday this year (August 31).  I've started walking again this week with my dr's release (though I cant have sex for another 3 weeks, stupid stitches :( )And I'm confident that I can and will get below 200 pounds by my birthday.

Gwyndolyn Sue arrived April 2 at 5:49 PM.  She is the very best thing that has ever happened to me, and by far the greatest reward to have come from having surgery.  Not only is she a fabulous reward, but she's a great inspiration.  I want to live more for her than myself, so I take better care of myself.  
This time last year I was a little over a month out of surgery, and weighed 328 pounds.  This year?  Brand new baby, and weighing in at 239.  I can't wait to see what the NEXT year brings!

I cannot BELIEVE that a year ago today I was on my way home from the hospital with my new baby pouch.  And had you told me at that time that in a year I'd be about ready to have a baby any old day now, I'd of looked at you like you were nuts.  While I am disapointed that I didn't make it to onederland by my one year anniversary like i had hoped to, I couldn't have asked for a better reason.  I know that once the baby gets here I can get back to losing instead of maintaining, so I'm not upset about that. Only about 50 pounds to lose before I'd go for my plastics consult anyways.  I can lose 50 pounds :)  I'm happy about the 119 pounds I've lost this last year.  I wouldn't have traded this surgery for anything!

Hooray!

Had a fantastical visit to the baby dr today, and I'm glad- I needed some good news.  First of all, Ms. Thing here has decided to go ahead and start chunking up.  In the last month, I lost two pounds, and she gained them.  I like it like that   So we're now up to 4 lbs and 10 oz, which is a wonderful size for where I am.  They have "offically" decided that they are going to use my due date of April 13th.  UGH, that wasn't the one I wanted!  But as long as she's healthy when she gets here, I guess a matter of a couple of weeks won't kill anything (remind me of that about March 20th though).  Anyhow that makes me exactly 33 weeks today.  The thing is, Chris needs to go to KC in April to get us a house and for his final job interview.  The weekend he is scheduled to go is exactly two weeks from the 13th, so if I was late, that would normally be about the time she would start thinking about inducing me.  So I talked to her about that today, and she asked me if I had a time and date picked out or anything that I'd like to have the baby.  I told her no, but that I just wanted to make sure that I had enough time to have the baby with Chris here, and that if I ended up with a C-section that I'd have enough time to recover in the hospital and him bring me home before he'd have to leave.  She explained that she doesn't like to induce people if they havent already started dialating because the drugs they use don't always help START the dialating, and so sometimes they have a failed induction and have to go for an emergency C-section.  She said as long as I was dialated, she'd induce me whenever I wanted (yay!!!) but that we'll go ahead and plan that at 40 weeks wether I'm dialated or not, if she hasn't already come, she'll induce me.  Fantastical!  Also, someone decided to go ahead and cooperate for the ultrasound lady, and we still see no boy parts (yay again!), she's head down and ready to go whenever, AND we FINALLY got a decent facial picture.  I haven't scanned them yet, and they don't look as good on the paper as they did on the screen when we saw her, but we did notice one thing for certain, and Chris said it best- "I know whose cheeks THOSE are!"  Meaning my chimpunk cheeks :)

Well, lets see...
I've not been online much lately.  I don't really feel like doing anything but sitting around like a lump most of the time.  
1. My Dr. is concerned aobut the weight of the baby.  I'll be having another ultrasound on Jan 23rd to confirm weight again.  Hopefully she'll have gained some chunk by then.
2. My dad died January 23rd, and we flew out to KC for the funeral.  Making funeral arrangments for your parents really sucks.  Chris and I have looked into making our arrangements so that our kid never has to.
I thought I felt up to writing more, but I really don't.

Starting to feel a little depressed about my own WLS journey.  I know that I only slowed down the weight loss because of the baby and had to quit excersing until I can have that bone scan on my foot AFTER the baby is born... but, I just feel really down.  I was well on my way to being under 200 by my one year anniversary.  I won't even of had the baby by then.  I just can't help but look at myself and see fat everywhere.  Even tho I've only gained 9 pounds with the baby, there's just so much fat it's depressing.  I just feel like "well, tried WLS and failed... NOW what am I going to do?"  I know I can cut my portions back down after the baby, and that doesnt bother me, cause I have to eat when Im not hungry to make sure I get enough calories in everyday, but... it just seems like a losing battle.  Not that I'd trade the baby for it.  I'd rather be fat the rest of my life than to have gone my whole life wihtout having a baby.  So then I feel guilty about being depressed about it.  My head is all sorts of messed up.

Well, went for our third set of ultrasounds, and yet again little girl is being stubborn hugging my right side and not wanting to pose for any heart pictures.  They had me empty my bladder and shake her up some and we finally got her to come out far enough to get the needed pics, and everything looks a-okay!
I was supposed to have my 9 month follow up with Dr Cacucci last Friday, but due to some other stuff coming up, I missed the appt.  So I need to call today and reschedule that.  I think everything is okay though.  I'm not having any trouble eating, and I've even managed to gain a bit of weight finally (which honestly I was hoping not to, but I guess I should have figured sooner or later it would happen).
My dad was on life support last month.  We finally got him off the ventilator and home the day before Thanksgiving. He has now signed all his papers that he does not want to go back to the hospital, and does not want to be recesitated or put ack on the ventillator.  So for now, it's just a matter of time.  I know his body is tired, and its honestly probably time for him to go.  I'm okay with that part of it.  Makes me sad to think about how neither of my parents weill get to even see my first baby though.

Well, went for our ultrasound yesterday, and found out: it's a girl!  She seems to be developing normally, although we need to go back for another ultrasound in 4 more weeks.  The lady doing my ultrasound said that from what she sees everything looks good, but that she couldn't get a good clear picture of the heart, and she didn't want to say for sure that it was develpoed correctly when the picture wasn't clear enough.  So Dec 4th, we'll have another round.  We don't have a good face picture because the baby was turned facing my butt and didn't want to turn over for us.  The tech said she was being stubborn (surely not MY child! Hehehe).  She said she can prolly get us a better face pic next time, but that the baby had it's legs spread wide, and not only are there no boy parts, but there are GIRL parts.  The arrow in the sonagram is pointing to the labia.  Size wise she is doing fine, and I was REALLY worried about that.  She's actually 3 days ahaed of where I "should" be.  Also, I have to take a 24 hour urine test.  This round of testing showed protein in my urine (again) and it seems I'm still in ketosis.  Though I'm not nearly as bad this month as I was last month.  Also, my weight was pretty steady at 256 (fully clothed and with shoes on)  So theya re expecting me to start my avg one pound a week weight gain this month.  Eeks.  The baby weighs 7 oz right now, and I dont think they told us how long she is.  By the time we go back for our next ultrasound I'll be 22 weeks, and we'll be measuring legs too!  How exciting!

 Well, went to see the baby dr on Thursday. They were running behind, and I actually had to go up to the front desk and ask (after over an hour of waiting) how much longer it would be because I was about to pee my pants! So they took me back, I bpee in the cup, finish peeing and hand the lady my cup. After she sticks the tester thing in it she says "uh oh." Apparently my ketones were off the charts bad, and i had traces of blood and protein in my urine. They tell me this and THEN want to take my blood pressure (104/64 not bad for just getting a shock like that). She then informs me i'll have to take ANOTHER pee test. Arg! But I dont have anymore pee to give! So the glasses of water started coming to my room. Dr. comes in, is upset about my ketones and asks what I've had to eat that day. I tell her half a banana. She says "Its 2pm and all youve eaten is half a banana?" We just got busy running errands and were going to eat after my appt. She said I need to have snacks every 30 minutes unless I'm getting ready to eat a meal, and that I needed to carry things on me at all times. When I asked what kinds of snacks I should be having, she told me something no dr has ever told me before: "Eat whatever you want. If you want ice cream, have some, if you want a candy bar, have one, if you want chips, eat them" I guess I was in bad ketosis. So i've been trying to make sure I eat and at a better interval. Then we listened to the heartbeat, which almsot made me cry, and then we scheduled the next appt and the BIG ultrasound where we find out what we're having, which will be on Nov. 3rd. Only 20 days- I can't wait!