It literally takes me hours to wake up in the morning. Some days I can have a little pep in my step, but I really don't have that much get up and go anymore. I want one night of just solid sleep. Just because it's such a distant memory now.
Okay, I'm done bitching now.
I love this spring time weather. It's amazing. I think Greg and I are going fishing on Saturday and following that we're going for a nice dinner. It's the one thing that I'm buying for just him and I with income tax. The rest of the money is going for the baby. A little "nest egg" if you will. Let's face it, I need out of this house. If I have to go fishing to get out, I'm going to take it. I'm tired of sitting in the house all day, usually feeling like crud, waiting for Gregory to come home. I'm tired of doing laundry and cleaning. Sometimes I wish Greg would help a little more...I know he does so much already....but I don't think I can do it all on my own.
Now...about the doctor appointment we had on Tuesday. I gained about 7 pounds! *Yikes!* I'm trying not to eat like a crazed women, but lately it's been hard. Sometimes I'm just hungry. And I like to eattttt. But, they told me it was "okay". We heard the hearbeat nice and strong. 145, baby. There was no denying how clear it was. The nurse that got the heartbeat the first time at 12 weeks told us that she never gets it at that time. She then even told us that it's hard to get at 16 weeks too, and that for it to be that strong is a really good sign. She then commented on the ultrasound picture (yes, I took the picture in) is really clear and she's suprised that they got such a good one. :D
We had a student doctor come in first. She was an idiot. No, no, I'm being truthful. She. Was. Dumb. She couldn't answer any of my questions so I had to ask the attending everything. And even then I wasn't completely satisfied. (Who tells a women who's had a history of miscarriages that she can lift weights up to 50lbs and do jumping jacks?) But anyway. He said that I shouldn't feel movement yet, because I'm so heavy. That broke my heart. He told me it was probably just gas and I was imagining the baby move. It doesn't make sense that he would say that, because it's how sensative the muscles are, not how fat you are. I didn't cry there but I cried all night when Greg fell asleep. I didn't want to look all bloodshot for the pictures that Greg and I were going to take.
I like how I look. I mean, yes I'm huge..But I like it. I don't like some of the comments I recieve. Mostly if they know for sure that there's just one in there. There is! I understand that I'm big. However you don't have to say that "oh, it looks like twins!" It's not. There's only one. I don't understand why people could be hurtful like that. Just like any other girl, I've had a lot of self-esteem issues. And that doesn't go away when you're pregnant. When I look at myself, I don't see myself as that big. Yes, it's more than before, but it's not as much as what some might see in the picture.
Long story short...it hurts when someone comments about your weight. No matter if you're super skinny, a big hippo or somewhere in between. That doesn't go away just because you're expecting.
Strike that though...I don't really like this picture. I just want to show, that I'm not ashamed to show 'em off. Just because I'm fat and my belly hangs a little doesn't mean there's not a baby in there. (ONE baby) And proves that strech marks just happen.
This stomach bug that I had, really messed up my whole system. This might be T.M.I. but I can't go to the bathroom. It's kind of annoying. And the antibotics that I had for my "mild" UTI, makes my pee have a sligtly green (I shit you not) color. "Medicine might change color of urine" ummmm yea! I still don't have my hunger back 100% yet. And I still feel sick to my stomach every once in a while. But thank God it's a lot better now.
If only I could take a nap. Like a 20 hour nap. That would be a-m-a-z-i-n-g.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
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