Well. Jaden had his 4 month baby well check today. He is 17 pounds on the dot! *it kept bouncing from 16lbs 15oz and 17lbs.* NOOOO formula! He is still growing, 26 and 1/4 inches. He is in the 90th percentile for height and weight. 75 percentile for head size. Everything looked and sounded good except for one thing. He has eczema. Poor little bugger. Jaden's teeth are coming in. And we need to try to get him to poop more than once every 5 days.
'Cause even though he's passing gas and when he does go it's a lot. He's constipated. He doesn't have to strain to go or anything...but he's constipated. Sure, Doc. You've seen my son poop SO MANY TIMES that you can tell me he's having a hard time going. 'Kay. I'll remember that.
Onto the snow!
Snow blows. I've always hated the wet, cold white stuff. I rather see a thunderstorm. Just take the snow. And take the crazy drivers who think they can pass a snow plow. The things I see from my window.
I really need to live in a warmer climate, like...Texas. Oh... wait.
Now. Pet peeve of the day!
I love Greg. And I love my little Jaden. However. I would also like some time alone. Away from my men. Away from the crying and the begging (from the big one). Away from the diaper changes. Away from me telling Greg what Jaden wants or me stepping in to save one or the other one. Since Jaden has been born, I have spent 4 hours away from him. And that was in the hospital. Since then, he's been my shadow.
Yes, I know. I breastfeed. And he doesn't take bottles so I have to be *relatively* close to him at times. But Lord. I want to be able to go to my OB GYN without an audience. But noooooo. Jaden has to come with me. And Greg too. Why? Because if they don't go...I might leave! Are you shitting me? What am I going to do...run off with the doctor? Ummmm HELLO. I think I can go to an appointment alone. Someone needs a lesson in trust.
I'm not wearing this ring around my finger because it's pretty. (Although..it is GORGEOUS.) I'm wearing it because I want to spend the rest of my life with that dumb dumb.
:D
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
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Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Friday, November 12, 2010
I hate shots.
Jaden had his 2 month appointment on Tuesday. He's now a whopping 14lbs 13oz. He is 25 inches long and his head is 16 and 1/4 inches big. I cannot believe how huge he is. I guess that "momma's milk" is helping. He is doing perfect. The doctor told me that he is meeting all of his milestones and is "right on track". No teethers yet...and definitely NO thrush! YAY!
And then...he got shots.
OH LORD! I cried more than he did! But he did well...until that afternoon. He woke up from his "drug" induced nap and screamed. He didn't want to be held, or layed down, or standing up (on his legs), or walked around. He wasn't wet, he didn't have gas, no interest in eating, or sleeping. He was just miserable. Finally, he calmed down enough for me to nurse him for about 30 seconds until he passed out.
It wasn't fun, let me tell you.
That's all for my quick update. Now it's off to do some tummy time and play.
...Have I mentioned how much I LOVE this job?!? It's seriously the best.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
And then...he got shots.
OH LORD! I cried more than he did! But he did well...until that afternoon. He woke up from his "drug" induced nap and screamed. He didn't want to be held, or layed down, or standing up (on his legs), or walked around. He wasn't wet, he didn't have gas, no interest in eating, or sleeping. He was just miserable. Finally, he calmed down enough for me to nurse him for about 30 seconds until he passed out.
It wasn't fun, let me tell you.
That's all for my quick update. Now it's off to do some tummy time and play.
...Have I mentioned how much I LOVE this job?!? It's seriously the best.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Friday, October 15, 2010
Gas drops, smiles and co-sleeping.
Jaden is growing like a weed! At his one month check up (OMG!) he weighed in at 12 pounds, 10 ounces and grew almost 2 inches. PLUS his head grew an inch. Whoever said breastfed babies are tiny were mistaken. He is in the 95th precentile for height and weight...and even the nurses say he's not chunky he's perfect.
The only problem we have is that he's a very gassy baby. I have practically cut out every gas causing food from my diet, but it doesn't seem to be enough. And since his little belly "sounds like a bass drum" we have now started to give him gas drops. Everyone says they are a life saver but since we started using them he refuses to nap for me during the day. Although he's still a very happy baby, I can tell that he's going to be very vocial.
He is starting to show off his personality. And with that, he's smiling more. Which makes me smile. And he's cooing...awww melts my heart.
Since I'm starting to heal a little better (On Monday I'm giving my pump back) we have transitioned into different sleeping postions. At first he slept on me or on the floor in his bouncer with daddy. We are now offically co-sleeping. And once I am able to get up out of bed a little easier, he will be in his crib. I'll be able to use my glider (that I couldn't fit in because of the extra fluid) and get him into a sleep routine. Jaden is already doing well with night time feedings...he just needs to learn that mommy's boobies aren't his pillows.
As for me, I'm physically healing...slowly. Mentaly, I'm healing too. My OB is really amazing...he "perscribed" me to talk about me for a half an hour a day to anyone. He doesn't believe I have PPD, but I need to talk things out so I don't get overwhelmed. It's helping...I no longer want to kill my dear Greg.
Well that's it for now!
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
The only problem we have is that he's a very gassy baby. I have practically cut out every gas causing food from my diet, but it doesn't seem to be enough. And since his little belly "sounds like a bass drum" we have now started to give him gas drops. Everyone says they are a life saver but since we started using them he refuses to nap for me during the day. Although he's still a very happy baby, I can tell that he's going to be very vocial.
He is starting to show off his personality. And with that, he's smiling more. Which makes me smile. And he's cooing...awww melts my heart.
Since I'm starting to heal a little better (On Monday I'm giving my pump back) we have transitioned into different sleeping postions. At first he slept on me or on the floor in his bouncer with daddy. We are now offically co-sleeping. And once I am able to get up out of bed a little easier, he will be in his crib. I'll be able to use my glider (that I couldn't fit in because of the extra fluid) and get him into a sleep routine. Jaden is already doing well with night time feedings...he just needs to learn that mommy's boobies aren't his pillows.
As for me, I'm physically healing...slowly. Mentaly, I'm healing too. My OB is really amazing...he "perscribed" me to talk about me for a half an hour a day to anyone. He doesn't believe I have PPD, but I need to talk things out so I don't get overwhelmed. It's helping...I no longer want to kill my dear Greg.
Well that's it for now!
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Past Due. Car Troubles. And I'm not supposed to stress. HA! *Kinda TMI*
Well, my appointment went just how I thought it would. I gained an additional 3 pounds. My blood pressure was not good but not bad. And all the nurses said they didn't think they would see me. Apparently I'm the most pregnant woman they have seen in a while. Gee, Thanks.
They found Boo's heartbeat pretty fast this time. (YAY fresh batteries!) The doctor came in and talked about all the normal things. Things haven't changed. Like at all, since I was 28 weeks. So the questions they ask are always the same answers. The student doctor left and told me he was getting a resident to come in so we could do a vaginal exam and from there talk about induction. Alright, I can deal with that. Now, any woman who is okay with a vaginal exam, has something wrong with their head. And let me tell you, it's even more uncomfortable when you're pregnant. And then to have a doctor, student doctor, fiancee and nurse watching isn't exactly fun. No wonder why women are tense.
The doctor confirmed my worries. My cervix is still hard and thick. The only change was the cervix was starting to funnel. (The outside was starting to open...only a fingertip...but the inside was still closed...which is normal.) What he did next though, shot me through the roof. He stripped my membranes. (It might help stimulate labor...by pulling the membrane away from the uterus. Yea...a little painful) When he was done poking me from the inside he told me our game plan for the end.
In the next week we will have 3 NSTs. (Fetal Non-Stress Tests) Basically to make sure that he's moving enough and that he's not under any sort of stress. There's a concern for over due babies that they might pinch their umbilical cord and basically cut off his life supply. As long as things are looking good and I don't go into labor beforehand, I'll be having this baby September 7th. (They were all booked up for a "labor" day baby.) I was just told to sit back and relax. He's on his way.
There is an end to it all!
Now we have been having trouble with the van. And I'm praying that Greg will get it figured out tonight. If not, I'm going to be even more stressed. (Not to mention, my cool headed Greg is so stressed out and I don't know how to calm him down. That has NEVER happened before. I'm the stressbot.)
I'll post more tomorrow.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
They found Boo's heartbeat pretty fast this time. (YAY fresh batteries!) The doctor came in and talked about all the normal things. Things haven't changed. Like at all, since I was 28 weeks. So the questions they ask are always the same answers. The student doctor left and told me he was getting a resident to come in so we could do a vaginal exam and from there talk about induction. Alright, I can deal with that. Now, any woman who is okay with a vaginal exam, has something wrong with their head. And let me tell you, it's even more uncomfortable when you're pregnant. And then to have a doctor, student doctor, fiancee and nurse watching isn't exactly fun. No wonder why women are tense.
The doctor confirmed my worries. My cervix is still hard and thick. The only change was the cervix was starting to funnel. (The outside was starting to open...only a fingertip...but the inside was still closed...which is normal.) What he did next though, shot me through the roof. He stripped my membranes. (It might help stimulate labor...by pulling the membrane away from the uterus. Yea...a little painful) When he was done poking me from the inside he told me our game plan for the end.
In the next week we will have 3 NSTs. (Fetal Non-Stress Tests) Basically to make sure that he's moving enough and that he's not under any sort of stress. There's a concern for over due babies that they might pinch their umbilical cord and basically cut off his life supply. As long as things are looking good and I don't go into labor beforehand, I'll be having this baby September 7th. (They were all booked up for a "labor" day baby.) I was just told to sit back and relax. He's on his way.
There is an end to it all!
Now we have been having trouble with the van. And I'm praying that Greg will get it figured out tonight. If not, I'm going to be even more stressed. (Not to mention, my cool headed Greg is so stressed out and I don't know how to calm him down. That has NEVER happened before. I'm the stressbot.)
I'll post more tomorrow.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Trying to stay positive.
Well we had our 38th week appointment yesterday. I was having contractions on and off since Sunday so I was thinking that maybe there would be some progress. Seriously no one really makes it to 38 weeks with out no dilation. HA! So wrong. Not only was I still not dilated, but my cervix was still high. (Meaning he's not ready just yet.) My heart broke a little when the doctor said: "Welp, just like I thought. High, closed and thick." I guess this means he's gotta bake a little more.
However, my blood pressure is creeping up. I had it checked 5 times while I was there. Started out highish...then it got even higher...then I had to stay for an additional 15 minutes for it to come down. Luckily it did. (I believe I was upset from staying in the room for FOREVER. Apparently normal pregnant women were having babies at the hospital and all but one doctor went over...so they were a little busy.) But I was told to just kind of relax and keep my feet up today. Drink plenty of water. Lay on my left side....yadda yadda yadda. Don't they see that maybe I want to walk around like a crazed woman so maybe this child will come? Nope, I guess not.
Greg is trying to be supportive, but let's face it, he hasn't gained a ton of weight. His hips don't hurt constantly. And he doesn't have to occasionally stop in his tracks because your lungs feel like they just stopped working. I miss seeing my feet. I miss my engagement ring on my finger. I miss sleeping on my belly. As supportive as any man can be to his pregnant lady, he cannot fully comprehend what's going on. A man will never be pregnant. And will never know what it truly feels like.
He does try. And I'm sure that my constant bitchiness isn't helping much to put a smile on his face. He understands that I'm uncomfortable. I just hate how he says "Baby, he'll come when he's ready." That doesn't help me to see the whole light at the end of the tunnel. I do know that ultimately I'll be pregnant for maxim of 22 days. I don't think the doctors will let me go that long. (My fundal height was 46cm yesterday...but he had his little tooshy WAY up there.)
But, if I don't start dilating and my blood pressure continues to be an issue, they will have no choice but to induce. Yes, that will suck...but I want my baby to be healthy. And that includes having a healthy mommy too.
I know I'm growing impatient...but for real now...it's time for this bun to be let out of the oven.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
However, my blood pressure is creeping up. I had it checked 5 times while I was there. Started out highish...then it got even higher...then I had to stay for an additional 15 minutes for it to come down. Luckily it did. (I believe I was upset from staying in the room for FOREVER. Apparently normal pregnant women were having babies at the hospital and all but one doctor went over...so they were a little busy.) But I was told to just kind of relax and keep my feet up today. Drink plenty of water. Lay on my left side....yadda yadda yadda. Don't they see that maybe I want to walk around like a crazed woman so maybe this child will come? Nope, I guess not.
Greg is trying to be supportive, but let's face it, he hasn't gained a ton of weight. His hips don't hurt constantly. And he doesn't have to occasionally stop in his tracks because your lungs feel like they just stopped working. I miss seeing my feet. I miss my engagement ring on my finger. I miss sleeping on my belly. As supportive as any man can be to his pregnant lady, he cannot fully comprehend what's going on. A man will never be pregnant. And will never know what it truly feels like.
He does try. And I'm sure that my constant bitchiness isn't helping much to put a smile on his face. He understands that I'm uncomfortable. I just hate how he says "Baby, he'll come when he's ready." That doesn't help me to see the whole light at the end of the tunnel. I do know that ultimately I'll be pregnant for maxim of 22 days. I don't think the doctors will let me go that long. (My fundal height was 46cm yesterday...but he had his little tooshy WAY up there.)
But, if I don't start dilating and my blood pressure continues to be an issue, they will have no choice but to induce. Yes, that will suck...but I want my baby to be healthy. And that includes having a healthy mommy too.
I know I'm growing impatient...but for real now...it's time for this bun to be let out of the oven.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Can I have my epidural now?
Well. After speculation I got confirmation last night that Boo, indeed, dropped. I thought my hip pain was bad before...OMG I wasn't expecting this.
Let's just say this: it feels like I have a bowling ball on my cervix. Walking makes me groan. Rolling over is nearly impossible. My pubic bone feels like it's going to snap in half. And my hips pop.
I'm really not complaning. I know this is actually a good thing. It means baby is more than likely engaged into my pelvis and is putting pressure on my girly bits. Everywhere I read I see that a baby usually drops 2-4 weeks before delivery. *For the first-time mom* God, please let it be closer to two weeks.
I had my first full term appointment yesterday! I gained 3 pounds. :( Which means, I offically gained 50 pounds during this pregnancy. My blood pressure was good (as always...even though I eat Chief Boyaredee..) to the dismay of my nurse. Again they had a hard time finding Boo's heartbeat. I tell them to go to my left side but they don't listen. But once they found it, it was a solid 140.
I also find it amazing that in the span of 15 minutes my fundal height went from 44 weeks to 42 weeks down to 38 1/2 weeks. : / Why the large span? He had his butt up in the air! (Haha Jenn...he sleeps like me!) So no ultrasound...no talk of induction. Thank you, JESUS! I know that could change but I don't think it will. I'm determined to let his guy bake. No matter what anyone says.
Best of all...the doctor gave me the okay to do "self" induction! Things like intercourse, (which Greg is VERY happy about) nipple stimulation, walking, sweeping, doing squats, eating spicy food/ pineapple and some herbs. I'm not going to do the herbal route, mainly because I don't want to have this stuff left over and not needing it. But everything else...sign me up! I made pork tacos last night (OMG SO GOOD!) and Greg told me not to put anymore spice in it because it was making him sneeze. Too bad...I wanted it. I've been craving spicy food and now that I don't have constant heartburn, I'm gonna eat it.
The only downside is that since I'm not having contractions they still haven't checked my cervix. Which is a little discouraging. I mean, there is a chance that I'm having contractions but just not feeling them. Soooo I really want to try to get some contractions started. (Okay, okay...I know I'm going to regret saying that...but give me a break, I'm so over being pregnant.)
Today is going to be dedicated to cleaning and getting my hospital bag together. Even the OB says I could go at anytime...but she can't pin point it. *grumbles.*
The ball is in his court now...C'mon BABY!
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Let's just say this: it feels like I have a bowling ball on my cervix. Walking makes me groan. Rolling over is nearly impossible. My pubic bone feels like it's going to snap in half. And my hips pop.
I'm really not complaning. I know this is actually a good thing. It means baby is more than likely engaged into my pelvis and is putting pressure on my girly bits. Everywhere I read I see that a baby usually drops 2-4 weeks before delivery. *For the first-time mom* God, please let it be closer to two weeks.
I had my first full term appointment yesterday! I gained 3 pounds. :( Which means, I offically gained 50 pounds during this pregnancy. My blood pressure was good (as always...even though I eat Chief Boyaredee..) to the dismay of my nurse. Again they had a hard time finding Boo's heartbeat. I tell them to go to my left side but they don't listen. But once they found it, it was a solid 140.
I also find it amazing that in the span of 15 minutes my fundal height went from 44 weeks to 42 weeks down to 38 1/2 weeks. : / Why the large span? He had his butt up in the air! (Haha Jenn...he sleeps like me!) So no ultrasound...no talk of induction. Thank you, JESUS! I know that could change but I don't think it will. I'm determined to let his guy bake. No matter what anyone says.
Best of all...the doctor gave me the okay to do "self" induction! Things like intercourse, (which Greg is VERY happy about) nipple stimulation, walking, sweeping, doing squats, eating spicy food/ pineapple and some herbs. I'm not going to do the herbal route, mainly because I don't want to have this stuff left over and not needing it. But everything else...sign me up! I made pork tacos last night (OMG SO GOOD!) and Greg told me not to put anymore spice in it because it was making him sneeze. Too bad...I wanted it. I've been craving spicy food and now that I don't have constant heartburn, I'm gonna eat it.
The only downside is that since I'm not having contractions they still haven't checked my cervix. Which is a little discouraging. I mean, there is a chance that I'm having contractions but just not feeling them. Soooo I really want to try to get some contractions started. (Okay, okay...I know I'm going to regret saying that...but give me a break, I'm so over being pregnant.)
Today is going to be dedicated to cleaning and getting my hospital bag together. Even the OB says I could go at anytime...but she can't pin point it. *grumbles.*
The ball is in his court now...C'mon BABY!
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Oh, Doctor...
Well I had my 36 week appointment yesterday. And let me tell ya...I had more questions leaving than I did coming in. The biggest one being: is this baby coming a lot sooner than we thought??
Okay, as you know I've been having some "pre-labor" signs. (Diarrhea, nausea, cramping, period like pains, general "uncomfy-ness") All of these signs are very typical in late pregnancy and lead to delivery. And it can happen anywhere between a day to a month before you actually go into labor...
...so basically that leaves me exactly where I'm at.
However, I lost a pound since my last visit. The doctor didn't say that was a bad thing, but did say that I should probably eat smaller meals through out the day instead of three big ones. However, I've been eating more now than ever. Even with aching teeth, I've been eating like crazy. (Just not sweets...cause that shit HURTS like a MO FO) The baby had a good healthy heart rate of 154, even if it took the nurse a little to find it. (Just because his butt is on the one side, doesn't mean his whole body is...yea...apparently he's all twisted up in there.) He is also right in place for delivery! His head is down, and starting to descend into my pelvis. But, he hasn't dropped yet. He might not actually drop until I go into labor.
The only issue that we have right now is my fundal height. (The length of my uterus.) From week 20 on, they mesure your uterus from the top of you pubic bone to the top of the uterus. I have been measuring about a week or two ahead, which is normal. And when you are a bigger woman, your fundal height is usually bigger than an itty bitty woman's. However, I am now measuring 40 weeks instead of 36. There are a few reasons why that could be.
1. The baby is HUGE.
2. There's too much amniotic fluid.
3. I'm further than what doctor's believe - which is what I think is the root of the issue.
If the doctor was really concerned he didn't let on. But I think at my next appointment if I'm still measuring big I think they are going to send me for an ultrasound to see how big he really is. And depending on what they find out I might be having this baby sooner than expected. I'm still crossing my fingers that I don't need to be induced or have a c-section.
I was told to watch out for contractions. And if I even have a question if I think I'm in labor to call the OB and come in.
Basically, I can have him at any time now.
They think he's ready to come, but it could still be a number of weeks.
Stay in there baby...cook a little longer!
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Okay, as you know I've been having some "pre-labor" signs. (Diarrhea, nausea, cramping, period like pains, general "uncomfy-ness") All of these signs are very typical in late pregnancy and lead to delivery. And it can happen anywhere between a day to a month before you actually go into labor...
...so basically that leaves me exactly where I'm at.
However, I lost a pound since my last visit. The doctor didn't say that was a bad thing, but did say that I should probably eat smaller meals through out the day instead of three big ones. However, I've been eating more now than ever. Even with aching teeth, I've been eating like crazy. (Just not sweets...cause that shit HURTS like a MO FO) The baby had a good healthy heart rate of 154, even if it took the nurse a little to find it. (Just because his butt is on the one side, doesn't mean his whole body is...yea...apparently he's all twisted up in there.) He is also right in place for delivery! His head is down, and starting to descend into my pelvis. But, he hasn't dropped yet. He might not actually drop until I go into labor.
The only issue that we have right now is my fundal height. (The length of my uterus.) From week 20 on, they mesure your uterus from the top of you pubic bone to the top of the uterus. I have been measuring about a week or two ahead, which is normal. And when you are a bigger woman, your fundal height is usually bigger than an itty bitty woman's. However, I am now measuring 40 weeks instead of 36. There are a few reasons why that could be.
1. The baby is HUGE.
2. There's too much amniotic fluid.
3. I'm further than what doctor's believe - which is what I think is the root of the issue.
If the doctor was really concerned he didn't let on. But I think at my next appointment if I'm still measuring big I think they are going to send me for an ultrasound to see how big he really is. And depending on what they find out I might be having this baby sooner than expected. I'm still crossing my fingers that I don't need to be induced or have a c-section.
I was told to watch out for contractions. And if I even have a question if I think I'm in labor to call the OB and come in.
Basically, I can have him at any time now.
They think he's ready to come, but it could still be a number of weeks.
Stay in there baby...cook a little longer!
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
I really suck at remembering to take pictures...
It's the second week that I completely forgot to take belly pictures. Not that it really matters...I'm a whale and even some of Greg's shirts are covering my massive bump. It really is depressing. With that being said: let's talk about baby.
Yesterday I had my 34th week appointment. It went extremely well. I was so worried about my weight...luckily I only gained a pound. The doctor told me that probably from here on out I won't gain as much (WHOO HOOO!) and that any weight I do gain in these last few weeks (omg omg OMG) is purely baby.
They did have to take my blood pressure twice though. There must have been issues with the automatic pump because the cuff kept trying to blow off, so they did it around the wrist. No biggie, the last time they did that it was wayyyy under. Well this time...it was wayyyyyyyyy over. Intitinally it was 140/92...yea. Next they did it manually and they got a good reading 122/74. I'm pretty sure that if they would have done the manual one first it wouldn't even be that high.
Boo's heart rate was amazing, 145, and strong once they found it. The little bugger wouldn't stay still and kept moving away from the Doppler. He is head down, and apparently is already at about a -3 station: meaning his head isn't engaged in the birth canal just yet but he's getting ready to get into position. Another good thing from what she can feel is that he's not postitor. She doesn't want to induce me, for any other reason than a medical emergency. From what she knows about my pregnancy so far, there shouldn't be any issues. (Yay!)
I go for another appointment in two weeks and then after that, I'll be going back every week. I can't believe how fast this pregnancy has gone by. It's just amazing that I'm pretty much done already. That he'll be here real soon. I've come to a calm that everything will get done. And I realize that although our financial situation isn't ideal, it could be a lot worse. (Now if only Greg's work will get on the ball with all this extra overtime...he's on loan but not for long.)
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Yesterday I had my 34th week appointment. It went extremely well. I was so worried about my weight...luckily I only gained a pound. The doctor told me that probably from here on out I won't gain as much (WHOO HOOO!) and that any weight I do gain in these last few weeks (omg omg OMG) is purely baby.
They did have to take my blood pressure twice though. There must have been issues with the automatic pump because the cuff kept trying to blow off, so they did it around the wrist. No biggie, the last time they did that it was wayyyy under. Well this time...it was wayyyyyyyyy over. Intitinally it was 140/92...yea. Next they did it manually and they got a good reading 122/74. I'm pretty sure that if they would have done the manual one first it wouldn't even be that high.
Boo's heart rate was amazing, 145, and strong once they found it. The little bugger wouldn't stay still and kept moving away from the Doppler. He is head down, and apparently is already at about a -3 station: meaning his head isn't engaged in the birth canal just yet but he's getting ready to get into position. Another good thing from what she can feel is that he's not postitor. She doesn't want to induce me, for any other reason than a medical emergency. From what she knows about my pregnancy so far, there shouldn't be any issues. (Yay!)
I go for another appointment in two weeks and then after that, I'll be going back every week. I can't believe how fast this pregnancy has gone by. It's just amazing that I'm pretty much done already. That he'll be here real soon. I've come to a calm that everything will get done. And I realize that although our financial situation isn't ideal, it could be a lot worse. (Now if only Greg's work will get on the ball with all this extra overtime...he's on loan but not for long.)
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Monday, May 17, 2010
Stress Can Harm You...
As most of you might know, I tend to stress out a lot. I've been trying to calm my nerves for this pregnancy because I know that stress isn't good for me or Boo. Although I had my ups and downs...I was doing alright until about two and a half weeks ago. (A Wednesday) The power was shut off because of a hugely unpaid bill. Now, it wouldn't be so bad if someone didn't take it so lightly. Greg's dad thought it was kinda funny...and told us not to worry, that the power would be back on by that Monday. Greg was obviously upset and we took shelter in a motel nearby. Monday rolls around...no power...Wednesday rolls around...STILL no power. Greg's dad told us that he needed more money after we already gave him enough for a down payment on the bill. By this point, the baby fund is completely gone and Greg only has a few dollars.
It will take 15 days for the money to come in and the power to be turned on.
I. Am. Not. Impressed.
Greg and I have been looking for our own place for around seven months now. But it's been extremely hard. Neither Greg or I want to live in the city because of all of the bad things you hear about it. And honestly I don't want my child to go to an inner city school. However, we don't have the money to do so. We're stuck. And there doesn't seem like any way to change the situation for at least a year and a half.
Blehhhhh I friggen HATE being broke. (I know I'm not alone in this feeling.)
Anyway, with all of these money problems and not sure what's going on, I was stressed out. Unfortunately for me, apparently when you stress out you can make your limbs swell. And you can make them swell to gross proportions and make you stress out even MORE. When I went to my last appointment, although everything was normal (except for my giant butt) I was told that I need to moderate my stress because it's not good to have. Even if my blood pressure is normal I could still develop pre-e just because of my stress level.
'Cause I didn't have anything that could stress me out in the past five minutes...thanks Doc.
I go for my glucose test in two weeks and I'm nervous about it. Although I don't have diabetes, I have a lot of family members who do. And my mom had "sugar in the urine" when she had my sister. I'm worried that I have it because of all the weight I gained. I know I could eat a diabetic diet but I don't want any other problems. I know even if I failed the one hour test I'm going to have a big baby...and they might not let me have a vaginal birth. But only time will tell.
Not only am I worried about that test, I am worried about a possible problem. I was having some sharp pains at the side of my stomach. I brushed it off like it was nothing, but the doctor I had at the appointment told me that if it's not better by the next visit they are going to have to ultrasound my gull bladder. OY!
Well, now it's off to clean and get things packed up for my yard sale.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
It will take 15 days for the money to come in and the power to be turned on.
I. Am. Not. Impressed.
Greg and I have been looking for our own place for around seven months now. But it's been extremely hard. Neither Greg or I want to live in the city because of all of the bad things you hear about it. And honestly I don't want my child to go to an inner city school. However, we don't have the money to do so. We're stuck. And there doesn't seem like any way to change the situation for at least a year and a half.
Blehhhhh I friggen HATE being broke. (I know I'm not alone in this feeling.)
Anyway, with all of these money problems and not sure what's going on, I was stressed out. Unfortunately for me, apparently when you stress out you can make your limbs swell. And you can make them swell to gross proportions and make you stress out even MORE. When I went to my last appointment, although everything was normal (except for my giant butt) I was told that I need to moderate my stress because it's not good to have. Even if my blood pressure is normal I could still develop pre-e just because of my stress level.
'Cause I didn't have anything that could stress me out in the past five minutes...thanks Doc.
I go for my glucose test in two weeks and I'm nervous about it. Although I don't have diabetes, I have a lot of family members who do. And my mom had "sugar in the urine" when she had my sister. I'm worried that I have it because of all the weight I gained. I know I could eat a diabetic diet but I don't want any other problems. I know even if I failed the one hour test I'm going to have a big baby...and they might not let me have a vaginal birth. But only time will tell.
Not only am I worried about that test, I am worried about a possible problem. I was having some sharp pains at the side of my stomach. I brushed it off like it was nothing, but the doctor I had at the appointment told me that if it's not better by the next visit they are going to have to ultrasound my gull bladder. OY!
Well, now it's off to clean and get things packed up for my yard sale.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
If You Have Nothing Nice To Say... (Rant and Pictures)
*Rant Warning* *Language Warning* *Extremely pissed off pregnant woman Warning*
...Don't say I didn't warn you.
As most of you might know, I saw my family this past weekend after we had our ultrasound. Although most of my family was happy for me, and couldn't believe that I was pregnant..some showed some disrespect. This particular person tried to act as nicely as they possibly could, but I could see the distain in their eyes. I understand that I am unemployed college drop out that probably should be saving more money than I am right now. I know that I shouldn't be buying myself new clothes because all of my older clothes no longer fit. I'm not going to appologize for where I am in my life right now, because I am truly happy. Please do not make remarks to me about my "whole life being on facebook" and the fact that I "don't call for the big things."
...UMMMMMM what BIG things are going on in my life besides me being pregnant? And you found out WAY before a lot of other family members. So put that in your pipe and smoke it. I'm sorry that you feel that I'm going nowhere in my life, that's your issue...not mine. I'm LOVING my life right now. I've got everything I need. I have a man in my life that for the first time doesn't expect me to be something I'm not. I have a child that's growing inside of me, after doctors told me that it just might not happen for me.
You have two choices...be happy for me, or stay away. I'm not going to pussyfoot around and walk on eggshells around you. I am a grown woman, just like you. Just because you are older, doesn't make you wiser. You expect respect, well so do I.
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Yes, Mrs. Doctor Ma'am...I put on weight. It's not my fault that I'm on medicine that you PERSONALLY perscribed for me that makes me put on weight. Apparently I can't stop taking this medicine because if I do, I won't be able to breathe! I'm guessing air in my lungs is kinda important. I know that I'm fat, and that I've gained "sufficent" amount of weight so far (22 pounds). But don't assume that I'm just laying around eating bon-bons and potato chips. Yes, I might not be the healthiest eater, but I'm fucking trying. I've stuck to the diet that I was given at my first appointment. I didn't know that now I should be eating an even more rescrited diet. Now that I know, I'm going to try my best to stick to it as much as I can.
You're worried about my blood pressure. Okay, I understand that. But also read my chart. What is my blood pressure? It's on the low side of normal. No, that's not a mistake...the nurse took my BP two times...both times it was the same thing. So don't look at that and go "Well that has to be a mistake." Not every fat person loves to cook in lard and add salt to everything they eat. I'll admit I like potato chips, but I don't eat an entire bag at one sitting. Don't lecture me on how I shouldn't be adding salt to my diet, when obviously, my blood pressure is good for now. Instead, listen to me when I say that I'm concerned about GD, since that's a little more realistic at this point. Although I finger prick myself often...I've been noticing it has been higher.
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This one goes out to my friend Jenn, her husband and my fiancee. This economy is in the shitter. People are working at jobs that they hate, and applying to jobs that they normaly wouldn't consider. At least Ben (Jenn's husband) and Greg are trying to provide for their family. I think that is more mature than anything else. Right now, Greg is working 12 hour shifts some days and working on the side doing pick up and mechanical work. Although Ben doesn't have a job right now, he's trying. I know he's not the most motivated person around...but at least he's putting himself out there. He's not like some other people who are on unemployment for a year and only look for jobs because if he doesn't he'll lose his benefits. He's also not on any sort of assistance...so in my book he's better than most.
I know that before the baby comes that we'll have to go on food stamps and WIC...but that's because of formula. I'm sorry but that shit's expenisve. But so far, Greg has been more than able to support both me and him and the baby. I know that is going to change in a few months...but he's busting his ass.
Don't act holier than thou because you don't know what to do with yourself. I appaude these two men for trying to make their situations better.
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listening reading by the way) it's time to post pictures:
20 Weeks! Ahhh halfway there! Yes, I look goofy and it's not the photographer's fault. :( I'm really starting to "pop" out. My belly is getting "harder" every day. I'm still a little squishy (you'll see in the last picture) but I'm fine with that. As long as the baby is growing and staying healthy.
I'm sorry that you can see my bra...this shirt isn't see thru as much as it looks...it's just super comfy. Although I did gain 22 pounds so far, all the weight has been litterly in my belly and my boobs. I went up 3 cup sizes so far! (I pretty much keep them squished in my bra...that I'm busting out of already) And the doctor told me that I could go up another 3 sizes if I breast feed.
Good Lord, that means I'll be in a...44 G! Holy Boobs, Batman. I hope she was kidding, because DAMN I'd be stacked.
Here you can see my "squishy". I still have a good bit of fat rolls and my lower "hanging" belly is still there. That's probably not going to go away. I still miss my toes. And although they are ugly, I still love my stretch marks. My uterus was mesured for the first time yesterday, and little man is mesuring about 2 weeks ahead. I hope that means that he's going to come a little earlier. :)
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
...Don't say I didn't warn you.
As most of you might know, I saw my family this past weekend after we had our ultrasound. Although most of my family was happy for me, and couldn't believe that I was pregnant..some showed some disrespect. This particular person tried to act as nicely as they possibly could, but I could see the distain in their eyes. I understand that I am unemployed college drop out that probably should be saving more money than I am right now. I know that I shouldn't be buying myself new clothes because all of my older clothes no longer fit. I'm not going to appologize for where I am in my life right now, because I am truly happy. Please do not make remarks to me about my "whole life being on facebook" and the fact that I "don't call for the big things."
...UMMMMMM what BIG things are going on in my life besides me being pregnant? And you found out WAY before a lot of other family members. So put that in your pipe and smoke it. I'm sorry that you feel that I'm going nowhere in my life, that's your issue...not mine. I'm LOVING my life right now. I've got everything I need. I have a man in my life that for the first time doesn't expect me to be something I'm not. I have a child that's growing inside of me, after doctors told me that it just might not happen for me.
You have two choices...be happy for me, or stay away. I'm not going to pussyfoot around and walk on eggshells around you. I am a grown woman, just like you. Just because you are older, doesn't make you wiser. You expect respect, well so do I.
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Yes, Mrs. Doctor Ma'am...I put on weight. It's not my fault that I'm on medicine that you PERSONALLY perscribed for me that makes me put on weight. Apparently I can't stop taking this medicine because if I do, I won't be able to breathe! I'm guessing air in my lungs is kinda important. I know that I'm fat, and that I've gained "sufficent" amount of weight so far (22 pounds). But don't assume that I'm just laying around eating bon-bons and potato chips. Yes, I might not be the healthiest eater, but I'm fucking trying. I've stuck to the diet that I was given at my first appointment. I didn't know that now I should be eating an even more rescrited diet. Now that I know, I'm going to try my best to stick to it as much as I can.
You're worried about my blood pressure. Okay, I understand that. But also read my chart. What is my blood pressure? It's on the low side of normal. No, that's not a mistake...the nurse took my BP two times...both times it was the same thing. So don't look at that and go "Well that has to be a mistake." Not every fat person loves to cook in lard and add salt to everything they eat. I'll admit I like potato chips, but I don't eat an entire bag at one sitting. Don't lecture me on how I shouldn't be adding salt to my diet, when obviously, my blood pressure is good for now. Instead, listen to me when I say that I'm concerned about GD, since that's a little more realistic at this point. Although I finger prick myself often...I've been noticing it has been higher.
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This one goes out to my friend Jenn, her husband and my fiancee. This economy is in the shitter. People are working at jobs that they hate, and applying to jobs that they normaly wouldn't consider. At least Ben (Jenn's husband) and Greg are trying to provide for their family. I think that is more mature than anything else. Right now, Greg is working 12 hour shifts some days and working on the side doing pick up and mechanical work. Although Ben doesn't have a job right now, he's trying. I know he's not the most motivated person around...but at least he's putting himself out there. He's not like some other people who are on unemployment for a year and only look for jobs because if he doesn't he'll lose his benefits. He's also not on any sort of assistance...so in my book he's better than most.
I know that before the baby comes that we'll have to go on food stamps and WIC...but that's because of formula. I'm sorry but that shit's expenisve. But so far, Greg has been more than able to support both me and him and the baby. I know that is going to change in a few months...but he's busting his ass.
Don't act holier than thou because you don't know what to do with yourself. I appaude these two men for trying to make their situations better.
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Now that I'm done bitching, (thank you for
I'm sorry that you can see my bra...this shirt isn't see thru as much as it looks...it's just super comfy. Although I did gain 22 pounds so far, all the weight has been litterly in my belly and my boobs. I went up 3 cup sizes so far! (I pretty much keep them squished in my bra...that I'm busting out of already) And the doctor told me that I could go up another 3 sizes if I breast feed.
Good Lord, that means I'll be in a...44 G! Holy Boobs, Batman. I hope she was kidding, because DAMN I'd be stacked.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Monday, April 12, 2010
It's A Healthy....
I will admit, I was a buddle of nerves and emotions before the ultrasound. Both Greg and I couldn't wait to see what Baby boo was, so it helped. All my worries melted away when I saw that beautiful baby wiggling and *feeling* kicks...it was the best thing I could have ever seen. The tech (Rob) quickly started on trying to find if it was a "big mac" or a "turtle". Rob said he saw a glimpse of what he believed to be the sex...and I saw it too I just didn't want to blurt it out and be wrong. But soon, he zoomed in and told us to tell him what he thinks we're having. Quickly, I said..."It's a boy."
And I was so right.
We're having a BOY!!!!
BOY oh BOY was he not shy. He probably showed his "goodies" at least 5 or 6 times. I must say, he's his father's son. I swear to God Greg has no problem showing off his "turtle" and it looks like his son is the same way. I must admit that I cried a little. Not because we're not having a girl, but because I helped create that. That's my child. And I can see him. I see him moving around. I see him chewing on his fist. I see that he has the hiccups and I want to comfort him. I see him doing crazy things with his legs like I do. That's my baby in there. It's hard for anyone not to be a little emotional.
Greg cried a little too...mostly because without us going through the worst thing that could ever happen we wouldn't be where we are today. I didn't know at the time, but the night before the ultrasound Greg had a simular nightmare to what I had the other night. He didn't want to say anything because he didn't want to worry me. Which is nice, but I also what him to know that he can lean on me when he needs to.
Still, it was a pretty amazing experience.
All I know is that they say that the 2nd trimester is the easist. I call bull. Last night, I had the worst leg cramp ever. It actually siezed up my hip all the way down to my toes. I might have been a little over dramatic when it woke me up, but seriously, I could not even move a toe. I was rolling around trying to work it out of my hip so I could at least rub it out of my calf. It was so bad. Greg. of course, woke up and tried to help me; but it hurt so bad I couldn't tell him what was wrong. All I could do was roll around and grab at my leg. Once it finally worked out a little, I felt stupid. It probably wasn't as bad as I thought, but it was still friggen terrible. I walk with a limp today. And my whole leg feels like it's still up in a knot. My toes feel like they are swollen but they aren't. So I have no idea what's going on.
Not only am I having leg cramps, I'm peeing more than I ever have. I thought in the 3rd trimester that you start peeing your pants. I have an embarassing story involving a van ride, no potty break and a sneeze...this is not supposed to happen just yet. And I'm also swollen. My poor ankles...and fingers...and feet. Everyone tells me to walk around, but when I do, my feet ballon up. When I wake up I can barely move my engagement ring. I'm only 20 friggen weeks! I'm halfway there...NOOOO I'm not ready to be a bigger cow then I already am.
But it's all worth it.
Becuase in the end it's all about holding that baby. And I *hope* when it's all over, I'll remember the first kicks and flutters more than the swollen ankles and morning sickness.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
And I was so right.
We're having a BOY!!!!
BOY oh BOY was he not shy. He probably showed his "goodies" at least 5 or 6 times. I must say, he's his father's son. I swear to God Greg has no problem showing off his "turtle" and it looks like his son is the same way. I must admit that I cried a little. Not because we're not having a girl, but because I helped create that. That's my child. And I can see him. I see him moving around. I see him chewing on his fist. I see that he has the hiccups and I want to comfort him. I see him doing crazy things with his legs like I do. That's my baby in there. It's hard for anyone not to be a little emotional.
Greg cried a little too...mostly because without us going through the worst thing that could ever happen we wouldn't be where we are today. I didn't know at the time, but the night before the ultrasound Greg had a simular nightmare to what I had the other night. He didn't want to say anything because he didn't want to worry me. Which is nice, but I also what him to know that he can lean on me when he needs to.
Still, it was a pretty amazing experience.
All I know is that they say that the 2nd trimester is the easist. I call bull. Last night, I had the worst leg cramp ever. It actually siezed up my hip all the way down to my toes. I might have been a little over dramatic when it woke me up, but seriously, I could not even move a toe. I was rolling around trying to work it out of my hip so I could at least rub it out of my calf. It was so bad. Greg. of course, woke up and tried to help me; but it hurt so bad I couldn't tell him what was wrong. All I could do was roll around and grab at my leg. Once it finally worked out a little, I felt stupid. It probably wasn't as bad as I thought, but it was still friggen terrible. I walk with a limp today. And my whole leg feels like it's still up in a knot. My toes feel like they are swollen but they aren't. So I have no idea what's going on.
Not only am I having leg cramps, I'm peeing more than I ever have. I thought in the 3rd trimester that you start peeing your pants. I have an embarassing story involving a van ride, no potty break and a sneeze...this is not supposed to happen just yet. And I'm also swollen. My poor ankles...and fingers...and feet. Everyone tells me to walk around, but when I do, my feet ballon up. When I wake up I can barely move my engagement ring. I'm only 20 friggen weeks! I'm halfway there...NOOOO I'm not ready to be a bigger cow then I already am.
But it's all worth it.
Becuase in the end it's all about holding that baby. And I *hope* when it's all over, I'll remember the first kicks and flutters more than the swollen ankles and morning sickness.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Friday, April 9, 2010
Omg, omg, omg, omg!
Tomorrow is the BIG day! Well, not the BIGGEST day...but a BIG day indeed! We get to find out the gender! *does a little happy dance.* I'm so excited. And not only do we find out the gender, we get to see the baby, AND we get to see my family! OMG! I haven't seen them since...December. I kinda miss them. I'm so excited.
It's like I'm 5 years old and tomorrow we're going to disney land.
Unfortunately I have to clean and do a whole bunch of stuff around the house today. Which makes me very unhappy. But I guess it's all worth it.
Well, I guess I need to get stuff done. :)
Have a great day!
~MommyToBee
Ohhh P.s.: I will post the gender on Monday! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO :D!
It's like I'm 5 years old and tomorrow we're going to disney land.
Unfortunately I have to clean and do a whole bunch of stuff around the house today. Which makes me very unhappy. But I guess it's all worth it.
Well, I guess I need to get stuff done. :)
Have a great day!
~MommyToBee
Ohhh P.s.: I will post the gender on Monday! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO :D!
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Fortress of pillows.
Remember when you were really little and you would make a fort out of blankets, pillows, sofa cushions, and pretty much anything else that was nice and warm and fluffy? Yea, I do that pretty much every morning with my massive amounts of pillows and blankets. I can't help it. My sleeping schedule somehow shifted after this whole crazy "spring forward" time change. My bedtime (yes, bedtime) has been 8pm for a long time. Now, I cannot get to sleep before 10pm. Then waking up with Greg anytime between 3:30 and 6:00am...it's not much fun. PLUS, the 3-8 times a night that I wake up to go to the bathroom? Blehhhhh. I know I need to get used to it, because the baby won't care if I'm exhausted or not. But these are the last few months I have of "uninterrupted" sleep that I can get for up to a year and beyond. I hate it that Greg can just sleep and sleep and sleep. And yet, I'm the one who needs it most and I'm not getting enough.
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.
I think I look pretty good. But that might just be me. I'm enjoying how my belly just seems to point out. Still bums me out that some are so negative about my weight. It's none of their business.
So what if I have dark red strech marks? Although I don't like how they look, they're there for a very beautiful reason.
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
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
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Wow, I shouldn't make promises I can't keep.
Yea so, I know I promised that I'll be posting like all week. *Pffthb* That didn't happen. But this has been a pretty exciting week so far.
Tuesday I had my doctor's appointment. And despite me feeling like I gained at least 10 pounds, I only gained 6. (But the next day I had another appointment I lost 5 pounds overnight.) Everything is looking great! Although my belly is getting bigger everyday, I was told that's suppposed to happen. (Go figure!)
We heard the heartbeat. It wasn't for long, and it took 2 nurses and the doctor to find it, but I heard it! Greg didn't really know what we were listening for, but sure enough, when I heard the little "horse trots" I knew it was baby boo. It took a little while to find, apparently it was moving around a good bit. And for a while my heartbeat was right over the little one's and it made it really hard to hear. But eventually it was found and it came in around 150-160.
Boy: zero
Girl: one
That's right. Even the doctor said that generally boys have a faster hear rate at this time. And girls are a little slower. So, it might be think pink a little more. Daddy is happy, mommy is still on the fence. But we will see. Nothing is 100%, even an ultrasound.
But I'm excited. Hearing the heartbeat definately took most of my worries away. :D Now I'm on baby mode. Like, crazy baby mode. I want to set up the crib like NOW and I want the matress like NOW and I want baby clothes like NOW. I'm growing inpatient and I still have so much time to go! I'm only 12 weeks 3 days. I still have 28 weeks to go! This is the longest "wait now move" games I've ever played. But I also know that baby boo will be here before we know it. And I want it to stay in there until at least 38 weeks. I want a big, healthy, strong, happy baby.
...nahhhh I'm not looking for much.
Oh, and here are the latest pictues. I was told that most of the belly is, in fact, bloat. And only about 1/3 of the growing belly is the baby. So. I'm just fat right now. But I will show a little earlier because of this being my second pregnancy.
Well I need to get going because my stupid laptop will NOT charge nor will it keep the charger in it's little hole. (And I am getting frustrated.)
Until later:
~MommyToBee
Tuesday I had my doctor's appointment. And despite me feeling like I gained at least 10 pounds, I only gained 6. (But the next day I had another appointment I lost 5 pounds overnight.) Everything is looking great! Although my belly is getting bigger everyday, I was told that's suppposed to happen. (Go figure!)
We heard the heartbeat. It wasn't for long, and it took 2 nurses and the doctor to find it, but I heard it! Greg didn't really know what we were listening for, but sure enough, when I heard the little "horse trots" I knew it was baby boo. It took a little while to find, apparently it was moving around a good bit. And for a while my heartbeat was right over the little one's and it made it really hard to hear. But eventually it was found and it came in around 150-160.
Boy: zero
Girl: one
That's right. Even the doctor said that generally boys have a faster hear rate at this time. And girls are a little slower. So, it might be think pink a little more. Daddy is happy, mommy is still on the fence. But we will see. Nothing is 100%, even an ultrasound.
But I'm excited. Hearing the heartbeat definately took most of my worries away. :D Now I'm on baby mode. Like, crazy baby mode. I want to set up the crib like NOW and I want the matress like NOW and I want baby clothes like NOW. I'm growing inpatient and I still have so much time to go! I'm only 12 weeks 3 days. I still have 28 weeks to go! This is the longest "wait now move" games I've ever played. But I also know that baby boo will be here before we know it. And I want it to stay in there until at least 38 weeks. I want a big, healthy, strong, happy baby.
...nahhhh I'm not looking for much.
Oh, and here are the latest pictues. I was told that most of the belly is, in fact, bloat. And only about 1/3 of the growing belly is the baby. So. I'm just fat right now. But I will show a little earlier because of this being my second pregnancy.
Well I need to get going because my stupid laptop will NOT charge nor will it keep the charger in it's little hole. (And I am getting frustrated.)
Until later:
~MommyToBee
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Post first appointment
Yesterday was our first appointment. I am currently eight weeks two days along, which is a week less than what I thought. So that brings the due date to August 30Th 2010! Both Greg and I are extremely happy at the news. We also found out that my initial blood work has come back as well as the ultrasound. Everything is looking perfect and right on track. We had an extremely long appointment and it took forever. (About 10 minutes of that was me trying to pee cause no one told me that they will be testing my urine at the office.) When the doctor came in she asked a whole bunch of questions, which I knew was going to happen. Then I got the pleasure of getting that "woman" exam that we all know and love.
After that, we got to ask some questions and go over a STACK of papers and forms and guidelines. I felt kind of stupid asking questions. But she told me that it's no problem, and I'm just trying to be informed. I still felt kind of embarrassed. But I suppose she might be the one delivering the baby so I might as well not worry about it. (I'm going to a clinic where it isn't guaranteed that I'll have the same doctor each time.)
My biggest pet peeve is my weight right now. Since November I put on an additional 12 pounds. Which now puts me in the "morbidly" obese category. I almost fainted when I saw my weight. I was floored. I realize that I have a prescription for a steroid, and that I was on them for a full month before I got pregnant. However, I'm only safely allowed to gain 11- 20 pounds for my whole pregnancy. Now, I don't want to starve my baby or me in this time, and I can understand not putting on a whole lot of weight. She stressed that I need to control what I eat and monitor closely what I'm eating. Excuse me? I have never eaten healthier. I eat 3 balanced meals a day. And my snacks are healthy. (Usually carrots or some peanut butter or almonds) I've cut out a TON of sugar from my diet. No more added salt. (that wasn't real hard for me though) And I no longer drink sugary drinks...including soda. Soda. There has never been a time in my life where I haven't drank soda. And to top it off, she told me that I'm not allowed to have mac and cheese? No, no. That just does not work for me. I'm giving up a lot, and I haven't complained...do not take mac and cheese from me. "Remember you're not really eating for two!"
I know I'm fat. And no, I'm not trying to gain a whole mess of weight. I'm trying very hard to be healthy. I just want the baby to be healthy. I was never one who liked a lot of fruits, but I'm proud that I'm eating more of them. Same with veggies. I'm eating at least 4 servings of veggies a day. I'm quite aware that I should be eating 5, but for the longest time I'd go weeks without a vegetable. So I am trying.
Now, onto the good stuff.
Unfortunately all my pics are on my other computer, and I'm not too sure on how to post them anyway. I'll have to play around with them, probably tomorrow. However, last weekend was a good weekend for some baby stuff. Greg and I bought the crib! Yes, it's second hand, but it's in great condition. And luckily for us, it has the drop down side. Newer models don't have them anymore. Apparently kids were able to push them down, virtually impossible for the one we got. We also got a pack 'n' play, and a belly time toy from a guy that Greg works with. Greg's brother's kind-of-girlfriend offered to buy baby something too. This baby is gonna be so spoiled. This brings the items we have so far to:
1. Crib
2. One baby blanket (green)
3. Pack 'n' play
4. Heavier sleeper (Yes, Jenn, we still have it, and we're gonna use it, as long as it's not a huge baby)
5.) Belly time toy
We also might be getting a stroller/car seat soon as well. Although, that's not a promise. I'll let Greg be the one who decides on that one.
Well that's all for now, but I should have a few more posts through out the week.
Until later
~MommyToBee
After that, we got to ask some questions and go over a STACK of papers and forms and guidelines. I felt kind of stupid asking questions. But she told me that it's no problem, and I'm just trying to be informed. I still felt kind of embarrassed. But I suppose she might be the one delivering the baby so I might as well not worry about it. (I'm going to a clinic where it isn't guaranteed that I'll have the same doctor each time.)
My biggest pet peeve is my weight right now. Since November I put on an additional 12 pounds. Which now puts me in the "morbidly" obese category. I almost fainted when I saw my weight. I was floored. I realize that I have a prescription for a steroid, and that I was on them for a full month before I got pregnant. However, I'm only safely allowed to gain 11- 20 pounds for my whole pregnancy. Now, I don't want to starve my baby or me in this time, and I can understand not putting on a whole lot of weight. She stressed that I need to control what I eat and monitor closely what I'm eating. Excuse me? I have never eaten healthier. I eat 3 balanced meals a day. And my snacks are healthy. (Usually carrots or some peanut butter or almonds) I've cut out a TON of sugar from my diet. No more added salt. (that wasn't real hard for me though) And I no longer drink sugary drinks...including soda. Soda. There has never been a time in my life where I haven't drank soda. And to top it off, she told me that I'm not allowed to have mac and cheese? No, no. That just does not work for me. I'm giving up a lot, and I haven't complained...do not take mac and cheese from me. "Remember you're not really eating for two!"
I know I'm fat. And no, I'm not trying to gain a whole mess of weight. I'm trying very hard to be healthy. I just want the baby to be healthy. I was never one who liked a lot of fruits, but I'm proud that I'm eating more of them. Same with veggies. I'm eating at least 4 servings of veggies a day. I'm quite aware that I should be eating 5, but for the longest time I'd go weeks without a vegetable. So I am trying.
Now, onto the good stuff.
Unfortunately all my pics are on my other computer, and I'm not too sure on how to post them anyway. I'll have to play around with them, probably tomorrow. However, last weekend was a good weekend for some baby stuff. Greg and I bought the crib! Yes, it's second hand, but it's in great condition. And luckily for us, it has the drop down side. Newer models don't have them anymore. Apparently kids were able to push them down, virtually impossible for the one we got. We also got a pack 'n' play, and a belly time toy from a guy that Greg works with. Greg's brother's kind-of-girlfriend offered to buy baby something too. This baby is gonna be so spoiled. This brings the items we have so far to:
1. Crib
2. One baby blanket (green)
3. Pack 'n' play
4. Heavier sleeper (Yes, Jenn, we still have it, and we're gonna use it, as long as it's not a huge baby)
5.) Belly time toy
We also might be getting a stroller/car seat soon as well. Although, that's not a promise. I'll let Greg be the one who decides on that one.
Well that's all for now, but I should have a few more posts through out the week.
Until later
~MommyToBee
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