Sunday, November 30, 2008


I was tagged from Kristin’s blog…so here are my fours...

Four places that I go to over and over:

  1. Wal-Mart
  2. The fridge
  3. Gold's Gym

Four people who e-mail me (regularly):

  1. Kristin
  2. Miguel (text to e-mail, since I don't have text)
  3. Sacha
  4. Tom, a coworker

Four of my favorite places to eat

  1. Panera
  2. Mezze
  3. Bone Fish Grill
  4. Any place Mexican or Italian (I love to eat)

D) Four places you would rather be:

  1. In my bed
  2. Dominican Republic
  3. Spa in the Valley, getting a massage
  4. Did I say in my bed?!
E) Four TV shows I watch:
  1. Top Chef
  2. Take-Home Chef
  3. NFL Sunday Ticket (don't ask)
  4. What Not to Wear
F) Four people I tag!
  1. Dawn
  2. Naomi
  3. Krista
  4. YOU

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Happy Thanksgiving...

...from our family to yours!

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

A Baby Story

Warning: Due to the violent and somewhat graphic nature of this post, reader discretion is advised! (well, ok...only for those primigravidas out there!!)

It all began one dark and stormy night...Seriously folks, it was a little before 8:00 pm on Tuesday, the 18th. My contractions started and continued to get closer together and noticeably stronger. By 1:00 am they were 6 minutes apart, and we decided to call Enza, the best doula in the world. My contractions continued at a steady rate, until Enza arrived. They tapered off, and at one point were almost an hour apart. Enza left for the morning, while contractions continued, but not with the consistency at which they had started. A few hours later, around noon, we called Enza to come back up. Contractions were again 6-7 minutes apart, and had stayed that way for over 2 hours. By the time she arrived, they were relatively painful and coming more frequently. By 5:00pm on Wednesday, we decided to call the doctor since my contractions were then 3-5 minutes apart and quite painful. Shocker, right?! We arrived at the hospital, fully anticipating that I would be at least a good 6 cm. dilated. I was checked and the verdict was 3 cm! I almost cried. They let me walk for 2 hours and at that point was rechecked, 4 cm. As the night wore on, my contractions remained irregular, anywhere from 3-12 minutes apart. Despite the inconsistency, the intensity continued to increase. Miguel and Enza were absolutely incredible. They championed through the night with me, helping to ease the frustrations, pains, and feelings of failure.

By 4:00am on Thursday, I was utterly exhausted and knew I couldn't continue for hours on end and then have to push at the end. With much hesitation and frustration, I asked for an epidural. Pride was my main factor in not wanting pain relief. I had made it this far, why not continue. The midwife checked me one more time, to reveal I was only 5.5cm. Shoot me up. I was exhausted and done. Had the labor NOT been 32 hours to that point, I would have continued on. But 5.5 cm with no end in sight...hmm...part one of birth plan-out the window-Epidural received. Rest achieved and pain relief so sweet.

Part 2 and 3 out the window: water broken, Pitocin administered. I continued to labor until 10:00 am on Thursday morning, the 20th (38 hours and counting), when finally the verdict came in that I was fully dilated. Thank you JESUS! As I began pushing, part 4 of birth plan out the window-pooped on the table...lots of times. How humiliating, especially with two student nurses in the room! Seriously, why didn't someone get me the deodorizing spray?! I wanted to gag!

Part 5 and 6 out the window: After pushing for 2.5 hours, the doctor decided I was too small to push out our little girl, so they gave me an episiotomy, thinking she would pop right out. Nope. They had to use the vacuum to help her on her way.

Seconds later, at 12:26pm, Isabel Renee Barowski came into the world. Miguel and I both bawled, she screamed, and we cried even more. The 40.5 hours of labor was surely NOT forgotten (how in the world do women say that they forget the pain?!?!), but it was all worth it. Every second of every minute of every stinking long hour. Every part of the "failed" birth plan was trivial. Our little girl was safe, healthy and ours, finally.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

She's HERE!!!

19 1/4"
7lbs 6oz

Nothing new under the sun

Wait....the sun really isn't out. I haven't heard anything else new, except that mom and dad are going to the hospital now. *shrug* Isabel suuuure is taking her time!


I forgot to mention that she is 7cm dilated.

I am at work to finish my projects and then I fully intend to go straight to the hospital. I will update as I hear more!

This JUST in (care of Enza!):
8.5cm and 100% effaced

Epidural Time

Lib just had an epidural. She called me and said that it could be an hour or it could be 4. Please be praying for her this morning. 

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Still no baby and i'm exhausted

I haven't heard from Mig in a while. Needless to say I am NOT at the hospital. Mig said no sense to come and wait alone. Hopefully i'll get the call soon to come up! For now. I'm going back to sleep.

"It's a BOY!"


That's what Miguel said when he called again. The hospital is keeping Lib. She is about 4cm and is totally effaced (i'm soooo naive. IDK what this means. please don't explain).  I am going to head up there at 9. 

Getting there

She's approximately 3 cm. : ) The doctor is checking again in an hour to and hour and a half. Migi said no need to rush to the hospital. (SORRY DUH, this is Sacha *grin*)

On the way to the hospital

Blogging on behalf of Lib, she's on her way to the hospital with contractions at 3-5 minutes apart. I'll be driving up there shortly and will update once I get there!

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Restaurant Review

It's been a while since a post, and even longer since a post with any substance. Sorry to disappoint-this is more fluff! Two weeks ago, Miguel and I went on a date. It had been a while, so we decided to get out and enjoy one of our last weekends together as a childless couple. We got massages at Spa in the Valley and then went to dinner at the new Cheesecake Factory in Towson. I know that Leanne just reviewed the restaurant, but that was before it opened. Our experience was a bit different.

1. Parking was a nightmare.
2. We waited over 45 minutes to get a pager.
3. We then waited over 45 minutes longer to be seated.
3a. They do not have call ahead seating or make reservations.
4. It was loud and we were seated VERY close to the people at the table next to us.
5. The blueberry cheesecake was just so-so (my cheesecake, of course).

1. The restaurant is connected to the mall from an inside entrance, which provided easy access to stores, etc.
2. Staff were friendly and quick once we were seated.
3. Food portions were HUGE.
4. The peanut butter cookie dough cheesecake was to die for.

Over all, the food was not worth the wait. I would definitely go again for dessert, which can be ordered carry out. There was a line, but it, at least, was moving quickly!!

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Raven's Fan

Just a little Thursday humor...for you, Momma O!

On the first day of school a first grade teacher explains to her class that she is a Steelers' fan. She asks her students to raise their hands if they, too, are Steelers' fans.

Wanting to impress their teacher, everyone in the class raises their hand except one little girl.
The teacher looks at the girl with surprise, 'Janie, why didn't you raise your hand?'
Because I'm not a Steelers' fan,' she replied.

The teacher, still shocked, asked, 'Well, if you are not a Steelers' fan, then who are you a fan of?'
'I am a Ravens fan, and proud of it,' Janie replied.
The teacher could not believe her ears. 'Janie, why pray tell are you a Ravens fan?'
Because my mom is a Ravens fan, and my dad is Ravens fan, so I'm a Ravens fan too!''

Well ,' said the teacher in a obviously annoyed tone, 'that is no reason for you to be a Ravens fan. You don't have to be just like your parents all of the time. What if your mom were an idiot and your dad were a moron, what would you be then?'

then,' Janie smiled, 'I'd be a Steelers' fan.'


A Redskins fan, an Eagles fan, a Ravens fan, and a Steelers' fan - are climbing a mountain and arguing about who loves his team more.

The Redskins fan insists he is the most loyal. 'This is for the Redskins! ' he yells, and jumps off the side of the mountain.

Not to be outdone, the Eagles fan shouts, 'This is for the Eagles!' and throws himself off the mountain.

The Ravens fan is next to profess his love for his team. He yells, 'This is for everyone!' and pushes the Steelers' fan off the mountain.

Sunday, November 09, 2008

Kristin Funny

My close friend Kristin is always saying or doing things that make me chuckle. This was our discussion during church today:

Kris: Can I feel your belly?
Me: Sure. There's her butt poking out.
Kris: She has a big butt.
Me: Let's hope not.
Kris: Hey, if you push hard enough could you start labor?
Me: No, I'd probably just poop myself.

You kill me, Kris.

Saturday, November 08, 2008


Last night, I woke up around 3:00am, and could not fall sleep again. I wasn't uncomfortable; I wasn't having contractions. I just felt like Martha, "worried" about many things. I woke Miguel, asked him to pray for me, and as he was praying this familiar verse came to mind:

Philippians 4:6-7

"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."

Even when feeling anxious and worried, I am called to pray with thanksgiving. Despite my worries, there are always immense blessings being poured out. What am I focusing on-my self-sufficiency which only leads to fear or God's amazing goodness and kindness to me? I am realizing that my focus during the last few weeks has become so inward that I have been unable to pray with thanksgiving. I have therefore forfeited the peace of God which promises to guard my heart and mind from anxiety.

What is troubling your heart? Have you taken hold of this promise? Pray with thanksgiving and you will find a peace that surpasses all understanding! It will guard your heart and your mind.

Friday, November 07, 2008


Isabel is still Isabel and is set to wear pink and sleep in a flowery room =) I made sure to ask the ultrasound technician today to double, make that triple, check her gender! I get more and more nervous about Isabel coming out with a little wee-wee. Silly, I know.

The ultrasound tech believes that Isabel is around 7 pounds 2 ounces. How in the world is my little girl that big?! I don't feel big enough to have something the size of a small watermelon inside of me. The tech tried to get a good picture of her face, but it was smashed up against my uterus wall. Not much room in there, I guess. The tech also said because the baby is so low, she doesn't think it will be long before we get to see her little face. Wow. What an amazing thought. Not long now.

Sunday, November 02, 2008

38 Weeks

12 days until "D" day, but who's counting?!