(I saw this saying on a baby board and got all teary-eyed when I read it, so I used it as well!)
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Playing around with Picnik...
As usual when I get super bored (and hate brushing out my hip length hair) I turned to playing around with some pictures. Here's how they turned out:
14 weeks
Today marks my 14th week!
I feel like a lot is suddenly changing. My belly looks bigger now and feels hard, my ligaments and pelvis have been hurting like crazy from all the stretching, and the grossest thing I've found so far - I'm getting that belly line I was hoping wouldn't show up. I don't want a hairy line! Thankfully it doesn't really show unless in the bright light so far.
We got a printer for Christmas, so this week I'll be working on printing out the best picture of each week since 4 weeks and putting them in my pregnancy journal (plus hopefully copies of the ultrasounds!) It'll be nice to fill in all those blank pages with lots of pictures.
Last night around midnight, Dh and I came to a compromise on a boy name, and we have the first name for our girl picked out. We've got the middle names for the girl limited down to three that we both like, but I'm not sure if we'll stick with them since now that he put on his positive input on some of the names I really like, I'm doubting them and finding things wrong with them.
I've been having some severe, migraine like headaches since the last week. I told my doctor, and he okay'ed taking tylenol and excedrin for them and encouraged me to take something when they get too painful. Since he told me that, I've managed to lose my tylenol and excedrin. I'm going to have Dh pick up more tonight, but in the meantime my head is throbbing. It also seems like I get sick on my stomach whenever I get these headaches.
I got a $20 giftcard for Shutterfly that I'd like to use, but it's up by March and I have no ideas on what to use it for. I'm hoping something sparks, because I heard a lot of positive things about it.
Also, I noticed that my top ticker has moved up a knotch, to where the baby is really looking like a baby!
Here's this week's pictures (not the greatest, but my headache is preventing me from taking them over!) Also, Sophie wanted to join in and see what I was doing, so she's in the backround of some of these.
I feel like a lot is suddenly changing. My belly looks bigger now and feels hard, my ligaments and pelvis have been hurting like crazy from all the stretching, and the grossest thing I've found so far - I'm getting that belly line I was hoping wouldn't show up. I don't want a hairy line! Thankfully it doesn't really show unless in the bright light so far.
We got a printer for Christmas, so this week I'll be working on printing out the best picture of each week since 4 weeks and putting them in my pregnancy journal (plus hopefully copies of the ultrasounds!) It'll be nice to fill in all those blank pages with lots of pictures.
Last night around midnight, Dh and I came to a compromise on a boy name, and we have the first name for our girl picked out. We've got the middle names for the girl limited down to three that we both like, but I'm not sure if we'll stick with them since now that he put on his positive input on some of the names I really like, I'm doubting them and finding things wrong with them.
I've been having some severe, migraine like headaches since the last week. I told my doctor, and he okay'ed taking tylenol and excedrin for them and encouraged me to take something when they get too painful. Since he told me that, I've managed to lose my tylenol and excedrin. I'm going to have Dh pick up more tonight, but in the meantime my head is throbbing. It also seems like I get sick on my stomach whenever I get these headaches.
I got a $20 giftcard for Shutterfly that I'd like to use, but it's up by March and I have no ideas on what to use it for. I'm hoping something sparks, because I heard a lot of positive things about it.
Also, I noticed that my top ticker has moved up a knotch, to where the baby is really looking like a baby!
Here's this week's pictures (not the greatest, but my headache is preventing me from taking them over!) Also, Sophie wanted to join in and see what I was doing, so she's in the backround of some of these.
Note: I'm wearing extra large pants here. My butt isn't huge (or at least not yet!)
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Cleaning Day!
It seems like half of my days are like severe nesting days, and the others couldn't be further from it (hence why there's so much dirty house to go clean-crazy over!). Today I'm cleaning up the house all over. In the last two hours, I cleaned the bathroom (after Dh cleaned it twiced, just to make sure), took the old sheets off the bed and found new ones to put on, put three loads of laundry in and out, folded laundry, mopped the floor, vaccuumed in the nursery and bedroom and shampooed the nursery rug twice. I'm actually obsessed with shampooing the rug! My MIL got us a small rug shampooer for Christmas, which was what we were going to go get next week because I want that rug spotless by the time we buy baby furniture! The carpet is so dirty thanks to Sophie, and the water is still coming out dark brown in most places, but the stains are lifting up really well. It's really looking cleaner now than it ever has (not to mention smelling so much nicer), it just needs to be gone over a time or two where everyone walks yet. I'm eager to continue shampooing until the water comes back clean! I'm pretty excited. lol
I just feel like I need to get every room spotless today. I even want to soak my dog in a bathtub for a good few hours because of how bad she smells (at least to me). Unfortunately, my body does not feel this need. I already need a nap and I've been dry heaving and dizzy. Since I'm not yet brave enough to tackle all of the dirty dishes, I'm taking a rest for now before continuing on. Since DH has off today, I may try and drag him downstairs with me and help me with all the dishes and pots. I'd love to make Chicken Parm today, if only I had some kitchen space, dishes and utensils, and a stomach for it.
But for now, nap time.
I just feel like I need to get every room spotless today. I even want to soak my dog in a bathtub for a good few hours because of how bad she smells (at least to me). Unfortunately, my body does not feel this need. I already need a nap and I've been dry heaving and dizzy. Since I'm not yet brave enough to tackle all of the dirty dishes, I'm taking a rest for now before continuing on. Since DH has off today, I may try and drag him downstairs with me and help me with all the dishes and pots. I'd love to make Chicken Parm today, if only I had some kitchen space, dishes and utensils, and a stomach for it.
But for now, nap time.
Monday, December 27, 2010
13w, 4d/ doctor appointment
Just got back from my baby appointment. Everything went really well there - we heard the heartbeat, found out my blood and iron levels were good, and everything is on track. However, I woke up feeling terrible - a migraine like headache and nausea. As soon as I walked in the door to my house, the return of the vomitting happened! It seems like every time it goes away for a few days, it comes back much worse. I was so hoping, after about three days of no puking, that it was gone for good. Nope.
We really enjoyed hearing the healthy heartbeat. I'd love to get a doppler to hear it more often if I wasn't so afraid that I'd drive myself nuts over it. I know I'd go into a panic if I couldn't find it every single time, or quickly enough. I'm so glad the baby is doing well and on schedule.
Yesterday, I finally got around to taking the belly pictures for this week. Since it was Christmas weekend, I added a bow!
We really enjoyed hearing the healthy heartbeat. I'd love to get a doppler to hear it more often if I wasn't so afraid that I'd drive myself nuts over it. I know I'd go into a panic if I couldn't find it every single time, or quickly enough. I'm so glad the baby is doing well and on schedule.
Yesterday, I finally got around to taking the belly pictures for this week. Since it was Christmas weekend, I added a bow!
After I was finished with the bow, I plopped it on Sophie's head:
Saturday, December 25, 2010
My Christmas/Eve:
I still haven't posted my 13 week post yet with pictures, so I'll have to get around to doing that. I've been so busy the past few days that there just didn't seem to be any time (or energy) to take pictures!
Our first Christmas together as a married couple (and our last Christmas together as just us) definitely isn't going as planned! It seems like we're following the tradition that my family always had - someone is always sick on Christmas.
Around midnight last night I fell asleep (I just couldn't watch another round of A Christmas Story after three hours of it) on the sofa, as I usually do until DH is ready for bed. Usually I'm a light sleeper, as Sophie's jingling collar at night tends to keep me awake and drive me up the wall, but when I sleep upstairs with the tv on I sleep like a rock. Apparently that's what happened again last night, since when I woke up for a moment to see what was going on, I saw DH laying on the other sofa under covers, which is very odd since he never sleeps there. Half asleep as it was, I shrugged it off and went back to sleeping.
About an hour later or so, my brother in law pokes my shoulder and wakes me up. I immediately notice that Dh is no longer on the sofa, and BIL tells me that for the last few hours, Dh has been super sick and he's waiting for me to go downstairs. Between the two of them, I was caught up on how DH couldn't stop vomitting and seemed to have a severe case of food poisoning.
Well, it was good I had a few hours sleep, but after hearing that, I was AWAKE. I couldn't lay down - suddenly I was up fetching anything he could possibly need out of my restlessness (blankets,blankets,blankets, bottle of water, themometer, phone, my puke bucket, tissues, turning up the heat, trading blankets with BIL, etc). Since Sophie, also wakened from her sleep, thought it was morning and wanted to play with everyone, I put her in her cage for the rest of the night to avoid her jumping on DH (or him tripping on her when he would run to the bathroom). One of the times while he was in the bathroom, it occured to me (around 4 AM) that the room was very messy. So I got out of bed again and went around cleaning it as fast as I could so the floor was completely bare, and it didn't look so bad since I figured DH would probably be spending a lot of time in there. After asking over and over about maybe going to the ER, he finally had me call them and ask if it sounded serious enough to come in. All the receptionist could say was "It's up to you! (laugh)" Well, that was sure helpful!
It was around this time that Dh finally fell asleep, so I stopped bugging him about going. Then I just stayed up and watched him because I was terrified that, as he laid on his back, he would breath in his vomit, which he has done in the past while ill. So I did my best to stay awake, sitting up and searching google for symptoms (worst possible thing to do - it started showing me symptoms of early cancer instead of food poisoning!) and watch him. I think I fell asleep around 5 AM, sitting up with all the lights on. Pregnant me can no longer pull all nighters!
Poor Dh didn't get any sleep though. All through the night I woke up to him making trips back and forth to the bathroom, walking slowly but urgently and looking very pale.
Today he seems to be doing less vomitting, but he still has all the other symptoms including a fever of about 100, which I think is starting to go down. We cancelled all of the events we were going to go do, then opened our presents and said goodbye to BIL, who was going to the parties that we weren't. I didn't mind not going, since family gatherings tend to just drag on forever, but I really, really wanted the food, especially after finding out there'd be ham, mashed potatoes, corn and pie. When Dh called his mom and said we wouldn't be going though, she said she'd save two big platters for us and deliver them when he was feeling a bit better. I was grateful, since there definitely won't be any big meals happening here.
So today, my main mission is to keep him hydrated and getting sleep. He's doing really well on the sleeping while I keep Sophie away from him.
The presents he got me were very touching. I had the HARDEST time finding him anything. The only things he talks about wanting were too expensive to get (we put a $20 limit on our gifts to each other, and the cheapest thing I could think he really wanted was a $100 juicer!) I ended up getting him a book he talked about a lot, a titanium make-do-wedding ring that was pretty cheap but in his style (since we're waiting to get actual wedding bands until we have our ceremony either next year or the following, but now that I'm pregnant I'd rather he wear something), and a Super Man plushie for his desk, since he has a lot of superman things. Okay, I definitely went over my $20 limit, but thanks to gift cards he didn't know! Anyway, after buying me three tubs of ice cream and dark chocolate last night as Christmas Eve festive food, he went over his too.
His first present to me had me a bit in tears (thanks, hormones). It was a Puff the Magic Dragon dvd (I had no idea it was even on dvd!) This was a movie from the 1960's that I adored as a little kid, and I remember breaking the VHS I had because I'd watch it, rewind it, and watch it again over and over. I loved Puff. Back in October, I mentioned it for some reason. And after that, when he would be at work, I started becoming obsessed with learning every word to the theme song to someday sing it to my children. I came up with the idea of getting green soft material and making a Puff plushie for the nursery. I had no idea at the time why I drove myself nuts over it, but two days after that song was memorized, I found out I was pregnant, which made it more endearing to me.
They had it on tv a few weeks ago as a rare Christmas special (first time I ever saw it on tv) and I cried all the way through it! I wanted to tape it so badly, but I couldn't figure out how to. So opening up not only my favorite Puff, but the other two movies that I never saw featuring Puff, was great. He remembered from October when I mentioned it once that I really loved the movie and wished I could find it somewhere.
He also bought me my favorite Christmas movie, which is The Year Without A Santa Claus. I love all of Jules Bass' Christmas movies, but there's something about the warring Meister Brothers that makes it my favorite of all of them. I told Dh that I'd love to collect all of those movies for our kids, and he decided to start off my collection with my favorite one.
I'm not sure what I'm going to do with myself for the rest of the day (napping and possibly making cookies sounds like a good idea though) but hopefully Dh will start feeling better. I feel a little lost trying to help him but not being able to and seeing him in so much pain. Hopefully after a big nap and more fluids he won't feel quite so bad. He usually gets over things very quickly, though right now it looks like he may be staying home at least Monday to finish getting all better. His original plan, he told me, was after opening presents that we'd go drink hot chocolate and watch my movies together, but it looks like that will be a bit delayed! Still, the idea was very sweet.
Our first Christmas together as a married couple (and our last Christmas together as just us) definitely isn't going as planned! It seems like we're following the tradition that my family always had - someone is always sick on Christmas.
Around midnight last night I fell asleep (I just couldn't watch another round of A Christmas Story after three hours of it) on the sofa, as I usually do until DH is ready for bed. Usually I'm a light sleeper, as Sophie's jingling collar at night tends to keep me awake and drive me up the wall, but when I sleep upstairs with the tv on I sleep like a rock. Apparently that's what happened again last night, since when I woke up for a moment to see what was going on, I saw DH laying on the other sofa under covers, which is very odd since he never sleeps there. Half asleep as it was, I shrugged it off and went back to sleeping.
About an hour later or so, my brother in law pokes my shoulder and wakes me up. I immediately notice that Dh is no longer on the sofa, and BIL tells me that for the last few hours, Dh has been super sick and he's waiting for me to go downstairs. Between the two of them, I was caught up on how DH couldn't stop vomitting and seemed to have a severe case of food poisoning.
Well, it was good I had a few hours sleep, but after hearing that, I was AWAKE. I couldn't lay down - suddenly I was up fetching anything he could possibly need out of my restlessness (blankets,blankets,blankets, bottle of water, themometer, phone, my puke bucket, tissues, turning up the heat, trading blankets with BIL, etc). Since Sophie, also wakened from her sleep, thought it was morning and wanted to play with everyone, I put her in her cage for the rest of the night to avoid her jumping on DH (or him tripping on her when he would run to the bathroom). One of the times while he was in the bathroom, it occured to me (around 4 AM) that the room was very messy. So I got out of bed again and went around cleaning it as fast as I could so the floor was completely bare, and it didn't look so bad since I figured DH would probably be spending a lot of time in there. After asking over and over about maybe going to the ER, he finally had me call them and ask if it sounded serious enough to come in. All the receptionist could say was "It's up to you! (laugh)" Well, that was sure helpful!
It was around this time that Dh finally fell asleep, so I stopped bugging him about going. Then I just stayed up and watched him because I was terrified that, as he laid on his back, he would breath in his vomit, which he has done in the past while ill. So I did my best to stay awake, sitting up and searching google for symptoms (worst possible thing to do - it started showing me symptoms of early cancer instead of food poisoning!) and watch him. I think I fell asleep around 5 AM, sitting up with all the lights on. Pregnant me can no longer pull all nighters!
Poor Dh didn't get any sleep though. All through the night I woke up to him making trips back and forth to the bathroom, walking slowly but urgently and looking very pale.
Today he seems to be doing less vomitting, but he still has all the other symptoms including a fever of about 100, which I think is starting to go down. We cancelled all of the events we were going to go do, then opened our presents and said goodbye to BIL, who was going to the parties that we weren't. I didn't mind not going, since family gatherings tend to just drag on forever, but I really, really wanted the food, especially after finding out there'd be ham, mashed potatoes, corn and pie. When Dh called his mom and said we wouldn't be going though, she said she'd save two big platters for us and deliver them when he was feeling a bit better. I was grateful, since there definitely won't be any big meals happening here.
So today, my main mission is to keep him hydrated and getting sleep. He's doing really well on the sleeping while I keep Sophie away from him.
The presents he got me were very touching. I had the HARDEST time finding him anything. The only things he talks about wanting were too expensive to get (we put a $20 limit on our gifts to each other, and the cheapest thing I could think he really wanted was a $100 juicer!) I ended up getting him a book he talked about a lot, a titanium make-do-wedding ring that was pretty cheap but in his style (since we're waiting to get actual wedding bands until we have our ceremony either next year or the following, but now that I'm pregnant I'd rather he wear something), and a Super Man plushie for his desk, since he has a lot of superman things. Okay, I definitely went over my $20 limit, but thanks to gift cards he didn't know! Anyway, after buying me three tubs of ice cream and dark chocolate last night as Christmas Eve festive food, he went over his too.
His first present to me had me a bit in tears (thanks, hormones). It was a Puff the Magic Dragon dvd (I had no idea it was even on dvd!) This was a movie from the 1960's that I adored as a little kid, and I remember breaking the VHS I had because I'd watch it, rewind it, and watch it again over and over. I loved Puff. Back in October, I mentioned it for some reason. And after that, when he would be at work, I started becoming obsessed with learning every word to the theme song to someday sing it to my children. I came up with the idea of getting green soft material and making a Puff plushie for the nursery. I had no idea at the time why I drove myself nuts over it, but two days after that song was memorized, I found out I was pregnant, which made it more endearing to me.
They had it on tv a few weeks ago as a rare Christmas special (first time I ever saw it on tv) and I cried all the way through it! I wanted to tape it so badly, but I couldn't figure out how to. So opening up not only my favorite Puff, but the other two movies that I never saw featuring Puff, was great. He remembered from October when I mentioned it once that I really loved the movie and wished I could find it somewhere.
He also bought me my favorite Christmas movie, which is The Year Without A Santa Claus. I love all of Jules Bass' Christmas movies, but there's something about the warring Meister Brothers that makes it my favorite of all of them. I told Dh that I'd love to collect all of those movies for our kids, and he decided to start off my collection with my favorite one.
I'm not sure what I'm going to do with myself for the rest of the day (napping and possibly making cookies sounds like a good idea though) but hopefully Dh will start feeling better. I feel a little lost trying to help him but not being able to and seeing him in so much pain. Hopefully after a big nap and more fluids he won't feel quite so bad. He usually gets over things very quickly, though right now it looks like he may be staying home at least Monday to finish getting all better. His original plan, he told me, was after opening presents that we'd go drink hot chocolate and watch my movies together, but it looks like that will be a bit delayed! Still, the idea was very sweet.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
my last day in first trimester
I'm 13 weeks tomorrow!
Had a bit of a disappointment today. For some reason, yesterday I got all confused and thought I was 13 weeks and would be turning 14 weeks tomorrow. It was disappointing to be put back a week! But at least I'll be in my second trimester, which is exciting!
I ended up making cheese, peppers & onions, pepperoni, mushrooms and cheddar & tomato toppings. The air felt really humid yesterday, which made the dough slow to rise and very sticky, but it came out tasting delicious anyway. It just took more flour and a lot more rolling to get it how I wanted it to be! DH is telling me now that all the guys really enjoyed my efforts!
Had a bit of a disappointment today. For some reason, yesterday I got all confused and thought I was 13 weeks and would be turning 14 weeks tomorrow. It was disappointing to be put back a week! But at least I'll be in my second trimester, which is exciting!
Yesterday I put my morning sickness to the big test. My husband's Christmas party at work is today, and he needed to bring a main dish for the party. Since he said the guys there comment on my homemade mini pizzas when Dh brings them in for lunches and says how good they look, he asked if I'd be up to making them. I said sure, went shopping for the supplies...and quickly learned that making pizza for 25 people is A LOT more work than making them for 2! I made five batches of pizza and spent a good 3 -4 hours rolling out dough, chopping up toppings, baking them and then managing to fit them all into one container (I made over 50 mini pizzas - and to my credit, I only ate 1 myself!) By the end, my back was absolutely broken so after the last of the batches were made, DH gave me a long back rub. Rolling dough for so long really knotted me up from neck to toe!
I ended up making cheese, peppers & onions, pepperoni, mushrooms and cheddar & tomato toppings. The air felt really humid yesterday, which made the dough slow to rise and very sticky, but it came out tasting delicious anyway. It just took more flour and a lot more rolling to get it how I wanted it to be! DH is telling me now that all the guys really enjoyed my efforts!
Yesterday had me in a really good mood. I have no idea why, since I still felt sick, my back ached and there was so much to do, but I was dancing, singing and having fun doing everything (which of late, has been very rare!) Must be Christmas hitting me. I think it's hitting Sophie too - she's been going to sleep lately with a big smile on her face!
I also woke up yesterday wanting to make pancakes. Not eat them (even though I did in the end) just to make them. Hopefully these are signs that mean I'm going to start feeling better soon!
I also woke up yesterday wanting to make pancakes. Not eat them (even though I did in the end) just to make them. Hopefully these are signs that mean I'm going to start feeling better soon!
Yesterday was a great mail day! I got the last of DH's gifts (which I didn't think would show up before the holidays, so I was really happy with it!), a new addition to my Young Inc teddy bear figurines from ebay, and my two baby slings (which I quickly ripped open the packages to and had fun testing out!) My friend also came down to drop off a Christmas gift, which was an adorable addition to my nursery!
The new addition to my bear collection:
The others:
My first Christmas gift:
I made a gingerbread townhouse (It turned out a bit tall) the other day, something I don't think I'll ever say again. Or at least do the whole thing homemade! The gingerbread came out tasting good, but even though I made it thin, it was still quite heavy. My first attempt to get it put together failed - after I had most of it already decorated! I then glued together the broken bits and tried again. This time it worked, but not for long. I put it on the highest counter I had, as far back as I could, to let it dry. While I was sleeping the next morning, DH took Sophie outside and when he let her back in, he left her alone for a moment to go to the bathroom. In that time, she managed to jump up, lick it all over, eat half of the icing and the pathway I had made, and basically made the whole thing except the roof unedible. When he told me, I was so upset that I teared up - I had spent five hours on something that caused me so much stress, and now I couldn't even eat it!!
At least I got pictures of it while it was drying. Here was the finished product:
We also did some Christmas pictures the other day in front of our tree:
And a crazy one:
So now that I'm extremely hungry for my homemade pizzas and there's no way I'm going through that whole process again, I'm going to find something else to entice my stomach with.
Monday, December 20, 2010
Second Ultrasound!
My ultrasound was today!
It was a bit...uneventful. Baby decided to stand on it's head the entire time. The ultrasound tech spent a good 20 - 25 minutes trying to move the baby into the lying position, but all it did was make it swing it's arms and legs like crazy (which looked adorable! Dh's eyes were glued to the screen the whole time, even when the doctor was trying to talk to us. I tried to be courteous and look at the doctor, but it was very hard to when the ultrasound tech was set on showing the baby looking like it was dancing the whole time! Our last ultrasound showed the baby still.)
They baby was very deep down, so they said it was a bit difficult to figure the exact heartbeat, but they put it as 148, but it wasn't an exact. Baby measured 64 mm. They said the baby was measuring now a few days ahead of time (measured 13 weeks instead of 12w, 4 d) but it wasn't a big difference. She did mention something about having a tilted uterus, which didn't help with trying to see baby.
It scared me in the beginning so much because it took a very long time to find baby. After about 20 seconds of searching with nothing, I stopped breathing and basically became terrified. She was searching all around and found nothing. In my head I was going over how sick I still am, and how I have all of my symptoms so nothing could have gone wrong, trying to rationalize down my panic. Finally, which admittedly probably didn't take as forever as it seemed, she found baby lower down and just the head and arms at first. The position was very difficult, and in the end they couldn't take any of the tests they were going to (let alone being able to check out a nub angle!). They ended up changing it from a genetic screening to being classified as a late first trimester check up scan. They offered for us to come in again in a few days, but said it'll probably be the same. Since we didn't care at all about the test and just wanted to see Baby again, it didn't matter and we didn't reschedule.
At the end, the ultrasound tech admitted that she was amazed by the fact that I have zero fat, and she was actually a bit afraid of hurting me as she pushed down because it was just muscle under skin. She also said it was a shame that Baby was on it's head, because since I have no fat there, it would have been a very clear picture. I was thrilled that even at almost 13 weeks pregnant and with all the bad foods I've been eating, I'm still not fatty!
We got two pictures with all the info on it. They're pretty blurry, but the baby is much bigger than at 8 weeks and you can make out the longer arms and legs (yes, I've been comparing the two pictures most of the morning!)
The site seems to refuse to let me post it on the proper angle, but the baby head is down the furthest, with the rest of it's body tilting upwards.
It was a bit...uneventful. Baby decided to stand on it's head the entire time. The ultrasound tech spent a good 20 - 25 minutes trying to move the baby into the lying position, but all it did was make it swing it's arms and legs like crazy (which looked adorable! Dh's eyes were glued to the screen the whole time, even when the doctor was trying to talk to us. I tried to be courteous and look at the doctor, but it was very hard to when the ultrasound tech was set on showing the baby looking like it was dancing the whole time! Our last ultrasound showed the baby still.)
They baby was very deep down, so they said it was a bit difficult to figure the exact heartbeat, but they put it as 148, but it wasn't an exact. Baby measured 64 mm. They said the baby was measuring now a few days ahead of time (measured 13 weeks instead of 12w, 4 d) but it wasn't a big difference. She did mention something about having a tilted uterus, which didn't help with trying to see baby.
It scared me in the beginning so much because it took a very long time to find baby. After about 20 seconds of searching with nothing, I stopped breathing and basically became terrified. She was searching all around and found nothing. In my head I was going over how sick I still am, and how I have all of my symptoms so nothing could have gone wrong, trying to rationalize down my panic. Finally, which admittedly probably didn't take as forever as it seemed, she found baby lower down and just the head and arms at first. The position was very difficult, and in the end they couldn't take any of the tests they were going to (let alone being able to check out a nub angle!). They ended up changing it from a genetic screening to being classified as a late first trimester check up scan. They offered for us to come in again in a few days, but said it'll probably be the same. Since we didn't care at all about the test and just wanted to see Baby again, it didn't matter and we didn't reschedule.
At the end, the ultrasound tech admitted that she was amazed by the fact that I have zero fat, and she was actually a bit afraid of hurting me as she pushed down because it was just muscle under skin. She also said it was a shame that Baby was on it's head, because since I have no fat there, it would have been a very clear picture. I was thrilled that even at almost 13 weeks pregnant and with all the bad foods I've been eating, I'm still not fatty!
We got two pictures with all the info on it. They're pretty blurry, but the baby is much bigger than at 8 weeks and you can make out the longer arms and legs (yes, I've been comparing the two pictures most of the morning!)
The site seems to refuse to let me post it on the proper angle, but the baby head is down the furthest, with the rest of it's body tilting upwards.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
12 weeks!
My last week of first trimester is here!
I've been looking up pictures of what baby looks like now. It's quite developed! The teeth are all formed, baby's learning new movements, and apparently is now urinating inside me...
I love the counter picture to the right of this post, where it says Jill is 12 weeks...it shows the belly popped out! The body is basically exactly how mine looks right now. The little hard bump that's there when I lie down seems to be growing a bit. It's no longer bloat, but baby!
I've noticed lately that another difference in my body (what isn't different??) are my lips. Not only are they always very chapped no matter what kind of chapstick or such that I put on them, (or how many glasses of water I drink) but they're looking much fuller. They feel pretty odd now!
Just three days until the ultrasound! I can't wait to see baby again. Not looking forward to getting two blood works done in the same week though.
I'm getting some interesting cravings now. I love frozen seasoned fries and wedges, I want sharp cheddar cheese again, fish sticks (which I've always hated!) and I LOVE jalepenos! I want to fill my whole freezer with Friendly's cream cheese frozen jalepeno bites. They're delicious!
DH gave me some wonderful news today! I was a bit worried if we'd have money to spend on the baby sales that are starting in two weeks, and he said by then, we should have a nice $900 budget to spend on the crib, diaper changer, pack and play, and anything else I can squeeze in there! I was blissfully happy, because my MIL keeps sending me cheap cribs off of craigslist. Ever since I did research that talks about how used cribs can be repainted or restained by previous users with nonbaby safe paints and stains, or have unsafe screws that aren't the correct ones, I've been wanting only a new one. Which I don't think is unreasonable, since the furniture we get now will serve for all the babies we have. Might as well get something with quality and sturdiness now so that it lasts throughout the years with our others.
I can't wait to decorate the nursery! I know it may seem premature to set the whole thing up during the early second trimester weeks, but I don't think that I'll be able to help myself once I have the boxes here I won't be able to help myself!
Seeing that Christmas is almost here, I figured I should put up my artificial tree finally! It took me almost all day yesterday between figuring out the branches and how to set them up so that it looked like a full tree, but so that it fit nicely into the corner. Fluffy out all the branches was the most tedious part and took me forever - the fake needles were scratching up my whole arms, and my sickness kept triggering from all the bending and standing. After that was finally done, I got out the lights. Sophie loved this part! She was so excited to help that she wound up sliding underneath some of the lights.
We lit up the tree, added some ball ornaments and the skirt. Once it was done, Sophie didn't like it as much. She soon realized that this tree had taken up her entire corner that she loves to lay in, and that she couldn't even crawl underneath it. Instead of going to the other corner by our closet (about three feet away), she tucked her back feet and some of her butt underneath the tree and curled up around the rest of the tree to sleep. She must always have her way! She claimed that corner a long time ago and she's not giving it up for any silly tree that she can't even eat.
It's been snowing here almost every day, and Sophie's been loving it!
I've been looking up pictures of what baby looks like now. It's quite developed! The teeth are all formed, baby's learning new movements, and apparently is now urinating inside me...
I love the counter picture to the right of this post, where it says Jill is 12 weeks...it shows the belly popped out! The body is basically exactly how mine looks right now. The little hard bump that's there when I lie down seems to be growing a bit. It's no longer bloat, but baby!
I've noticed lately that another difference in my body (what isn't different??) are my lips. Not only are they always very chapped no matter what kind of chapstick or such that I put on them, (or how many glasses of water I drink) but they're looking much fuller. They feel pretty odd now!
Just three days until the ultrasound! I can't wait to see baby again. Not looking forward to getting two blood works done in the same week though.
I'm getting some interesting cravings now. I love frozen seasoned fries and wedges, I want sharp cheddar cheese again, fish sticks (which I've always hated!) and I LOVE jalepenos! I want to fill my whole freezer with Friendly's cream cheese frozen jalepeno bites. They're delicious!
DH gave me some wonderful news today! I was a bit worried if we'd have money to spend on the baby sales that are starting in two weeks, and he said by then, we should have a nice $900 budget to spend on the crib, diaper changer, pack and play, and anything else I can squeeze in there! I was blissfully happy, because my MIL keeps sending me cheap cribs off of craigslist. Ever since I did research that talks about how used cribs can be repainted or restained by previous users with nonbaby safe paints and stains, or have unsafe screws that aren't the correct ones, I've been wanting only a new one. Which I don't think is unreasonable, since the furniture we get now will serve for all the babies we have. Might as well get something with quality and sturdiness now so that it lasts throughout the years with our others.
I can't wait to decorate the nursery! I know it may seem premature to set the whole thing up during the early second trimester weeks, but I don't think that I'll be able to help myself once I have the boxes here I won't be able to help myself!
Seeing that Christmas is almost here, I figured I should put up my artificial tree finally! It took me almost all day yesterday between figuring out the branches and how to set them up so that it looked like a full tree, but so that it fit nicely into the corner. Fluffy out all the branches was the most tedious part and took me forever - the fake needles were scratching up my whole arms, and my sickness kept triggering from all the bending and standing. After that was finally done, I got out the lights. Sophie loved this part! She was so excited to help that she wound up sliding underneath some of the lights.
We lit up the tree, added some ball ornaments and the skirt. Once it was done, Sophie didn't like it as much. She soon realized that this tree had taken up her entire corner that she loves to lay in, and that she couldn't even crawl underneath it. Instead of going to the other corner by our closet (about three feet away), she tucked her back feet and some of her butt underneath the tree and curled up around the rest of the tree to sleep. She must always have her way! She claimed that corner a long time ago and she's not giving it up for any silly tree that she can't even eat.
It's been snowing here almost every day, and Sophie's been loving it!
Here are the weekly pictures!
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
11w, 6d
Well, at one day shy of turning 12 weeks, I had hoped that by now the sickness may have abated. I even mentioned to my husband last night about how I hadn't thrown up in about three days.
I spoke too soon.
Today I was feeling pretty good, so I decided to get some things done around the house. With only a little over a week until Christmas, I finally put up our artificial tree (though half of it still needs to be fluffed - fake needles seem to be sharper than real ones - and there's no decorations on it yet). I wanted to clean up my normal living area, which I admit has begun to collect half of the dishes we own. Well, it turns out they were left a little too long, because as soon as my stomach realized what I was looking at, it started heaving - and refused to stop. I threw up, then stupidly tried to fetch a few more dishes and two minutes later, was throwing up again. Add a few more times apparently just from my stomach remembering that I dared to touch some dishes, and you have me, crying in frustration in a dirty house with sore stomach muscles that weren't feeling too hot to begin with.
Seriously? This was the week that all the books say the sickness is supposed to fade. I was supposed to be getting better.
I want to bake! I want to make Christmas cookies and pies!
I want to make a big ham ahead of time and make ham sandwiches out of them - I've been craving them for days!
So why does my body insist on continuing to hold me back? Tis the season, stomach! Leave me be for a little while so I can catch up with the merriment of the holiday.
I sort of dread going to my ultrasound on Monday. I'm supposed to drink 40 oz of water beforehand. How am I going to be driven a half hour away while chugging water and NOT throw up? I don't think I'm going to make it. There's a reason why they say not to drink during labor - why do they make you do it when you're going through the sick times?
I can't help but be frustrated. I've now been sick for 9 weeks! NINE! And the worse is that the sickness likes to tease me. It'll give me a good day, or let me wake up and have a great morning, and then come back in vengence.
I've been exhausted lately, more than usual which is also confusing because I thought second trimester gives you energy - so shouldn't I be getting more awake the closer I get to the second trimester, instead of getting more and more tired? I took a nap yesterday for almost three hours! I could barely keep my eyes open for hours before that.
Well, I think my pathetic puke rant is over now. Back to tree fluffing (or a little nap)/
I spoke too soon.
Today I was feeling pretty good, so I decided to get some things done around the house. With only a little over a week until Christmas, I finally put up our artificial tree (though half of it still needs to be fluffed - fake needles seem to be sharper than real ones - and there's no decorations on it yet). I wanted to clean up my normal living area, which I admit has begun to collect half of the dishes we own. Well, it turns out they were left a little too long, because as soon as my stomach realized what I was looking at, it started heaving - and refused to stop. I threw up, then stupidly tried to fetch a few more dishes and two minutes later, was throwing up again. Add a few more times apparently just from my stomach remembering that I dared to touch some dishes, and you have me, crying in frustration in a dirty house with sore stomach muscles that weren't feeling too hot to begin with.
Seriously? This was the week that all the books say the sickness is supposed to fade. I was supposed to be getting better.
I want to bake! I want to make Christmas cookies and pies!
I want to make a big ham ahead of time and make ham sandwiches out of them - I've been craving them for days!
So why does my body insist on continuing to hold me back? Tis the season, stomach! Leave me be for a little while so I can catch up with the merriment of the holiday.
I sort of dread going to my ultrasound on Monday. I'm supposed to drink 40 oz of water beforehand. How am I going to be driven a half hour away while chugging water and NOT throw up? I don't think I'm going to make it. There's a reason why they say not to drink during labor - why do they make you do it when you're going through the sick times?
I can't help but be frustrated. I've now been sick for 9 weeks! NINE! And the worse is that the sickness likes to tease me. It'll give me a good day, or let me wake up and have a great morning, and then come back in vengence.
I've been exhausted lately, more than usual which is also confusing because I thought second trimester gives you energy - so shouldn't I be getting more awake the closer I get to the second trimester, instead of getting more and more tired? I took a nap yesterday for almost three hours! I could barely keep my eyes open for hours before that.
Well, I think my pathetic puke rant is over now. Back to tree fluffing (or a little nap)/
Sunday, December 12, 2010
11 weeks, 3 days Pt 2
Forgot to share earlier that I have officially bought my first items for Baby! One of my baby sites were giving away a promo word to get free slings from sevenslings.com for free, which are usualyl $50, just need to pay shipping. Since I heard a lot of good things about these slings from online sources months ago, I decided to get two of them. I mean, just paying shipping for recommended slings must be a pretty good deal, right? They're usually so expensive. Seemed like a pretty safe bet, plus some of my friends got them too for the good deal. I'm also planning on making a ring sling later on of my own.
Here's the ones I bought, images taken from the sevensling site:
Northern Lights Sling:
Here's the ones I bought, images taken from the sevensling site:
Northern Lights Sling:
Lucky Pink Sling:
(I had to buy this one because when I saw a close up of it, it just looked so much like Beauty and the Beast to me with the roses and the red and gold, which is what I'd like to decorate our girls' room with if we have a girl.)
December is flying by pretty quickly now, and I'm getting really anxious to be able to start buying nursery items. I'm super excited to buy a crib and diaper changer to start fashioning the room into what it'll look like once baby gets here. My plan is to buy furniture now, and then leave clothes and diapers until towards the end of the pregnancy. Since this will be a summer baby, I won't need many clothes, basically just onsies and recieving blankets, so it's not too much to stock up on right away. Next year I can slowly start getting the little items, but for now I'd love to start seeing the big items coming in!
11w, 3d
Is it only Sunday?? Feels like the last few days have been so long. Maybe it's because I haven't slept well in days. Sophie has been acting up lately and likes to surprise jump us on the bed continually all night long, and then try to cling onto the bed when I grab her by the collar and pull her off. Having to do this over and over through the night was leaving me with no sleep, (also, no idea where she got the notion that she's allowed on the bed - it's always been a strict no no) so I started putting her in her cage at night. There, she rams the cage so it makes a huge amount of squeeky metal noises while she whines that I still can't get to sleep. Seems like ever since I became pregnant, I went from being a very deep sleeper to a very light one. It doesn't help that I get annoyed by everything at night - my husband and dog snoring together, or just both of them breathing deeply, the rain pelting against the windows last night was enough to keep me up for two hours, the drip drip drip of the water in the radiators also annoy me to no end. I sleep far away from my phone now because heaven forbid if I finally get to sleep and someone wakes me up!
Speaking of morning, it seems like that's the only time I start to get some sleep. Around 7 am, I'm able to fall asleep. And that's when Sophie starts getting really rambuncuous and wants to be let out/eat/run around/jump on the bed, or lately, try to break out of her cage (she has succeeded in doing this with her paws) or just turn it over (haven't done this yet, but she gets some of the cage off of the floor.) She seems to be going through a lot of changes since I became pregnant. She acts different, and she has all my symptoms. Lately I've been throwing up so much that she must think she should do it too - she's twice thrown up right next to me while I was (which of course, made everything worse for me!) She sleeps more than ever, she's become possessive with certain things (she loves our spare bed we use for friends - she no longer allows them to sleep on it though while she's around - she lays down on it and refuses to get off and will just keep jumping right back on it if taken off) , and tries to take over our own bed. She loves to snuggle up with my pregnancy pillow while I'm asleep, which upsets me to no end - I have to keep washing it to get all the hair out!
But she's become much more cuddly too. She enjoys taking naps with me on the sofa, or just laying against me or over my lap. She begs for attention more, wants to be petted and asks for belly rubs much more often. It seems like she knows a baby is coming, and she wants to make sure she's still important and we're not forgetting about her.
Either way, I'm hoping to get more sleep! I moved her cage into the nursery today, where once in a while she tries to potty on the carpet. I figure putting her cage there will both help me with sleep and keep her from wanting to potty anywhere near the place she sleeps. But she's never been a normal dog, so who knows. I guess we'll see how it pans out through the night. I'd move her all the way downstairs, but I know she'd cry like crazy and, if she managed to escape again, all of our Christmas decorations are down there so she can't be trusted.
I've been having quite a bit of abdomen pains lately. All the books say that this is the week my uterus starts leaving from behind my pelvic bone and ascends upwards, and I think that must be what I'm feeling (ouch). I also feel like I'm starting to puff out a bit more, but not with just bloat. The bottom feels harder now. It's also already uncomfortable to lay on my stomach. Not painful, just odd feeling and discomfort. I now prop up my stomach with my pregnancy teddy bear, which helps a lot - I can sort of lay on my belly, but not full on so that it feels bad.
I went bra shopping again yesterday. Turns out I'm now a D instead of a C (it felt so good to be settled properly into a bra instead of squeezing or being too loose!). I was actually pretty upset by the size though - I was really hoping to not grow too much in this pregnancy so that I could have room for growth during the others. I was so distracted by it that I completely forgot to also pick up an extra box of Christmas lights for the tree while I was there. So now our poor tree still has a completely dark bottom, and is lacking an extra set of Christmas balls. Well, that's pregnancy brain for you!
Last night I thought we were going to the Olive Garden, but really we stepped into Pregnancy Paradise. I haven't eaten like that in months! I couldn't get enough of the all you could eat salad - it was the most delicious thing I've tasted in so long. I had at least 6 bowls, and then took the rest home! My husband was so amazed because I kept asking for more, and said that he's never seen me eat like that! The breadsticks amazed me - they were perfectly salted! I LOVE salt right now, so this was a huge deal. They were served hot, steaming, well buttered and with the perfect amount of salt. Dh got all you can eat soup with his meal, which I ate half of each bowl he ordered. It was some kind of spinach gnocci soup that was delicious as well. We had to wait for a table for a good 40 minutes before seating, but once we ordered, the food literally came out under five minutes. Which was good, because after waiting 40 minutes, I was feeling faint and sick. As soon as we sat down, our drinks were delivered along with breadsticks and salad. Neither of us could save room for our meal or even the appetizers, because the salad, soup and breadsticks were just perfect. I took home my entire appetizer (sliced bread dipped in hot artichoke and spinach dip) and almost my entire meal of cheese ravioli. (Definitely not what I planned to order, but once we got there I craved sauce so badly and was caught suddenly between Italian spaghetti or ravioli.) Dh got what I was originally going to get - Chicken Marsala, which looked yummy but by the time it came, I couldn't bare to taste. I really wanted the desserts they offered as well since they looked amazing and chocolate-y, but it was just too much food. I had an amazing time - it's definitely my restaurant of choice from now on! Nothing there made me sick and all that I ate was healthy and fresh, plus I have loads of leftovers to dine on today. It was heavenly.
I ate so much though that I was sick the moment the car started moving, and even though we were only about three blocks away from Motherhood Maternity store, I just couldn't move anymore. It was quite a journey just getting me home in one piece!
Speaking of morning, it seems like that's the only time I start to get some sleep. Around 7 am, I'm able to fall asleep. And that's when Sophie starts getting really rambuncuous and wants to be let out/eat/run around/jump on the bed, or lately, try to break out of her cage (she has succeeded in doing this with her paws) or just turn it over (haven't done this yet, but she gets some of the cage off of the floor.) She seems to be going through a lot of changes since I became pregnant. She acts different, and she has all my symptoms. Lately I've been throwing up so much that she must think she should do it too - she's twice thrown up right next to me while I was (which of course, made everything worse for me!) She sleeps more than ever, she's become possessive with certain things (she loves our spare bed we use for friends - she no longer allows them to sleep on it though while she's around - she lays down on it and refuses to get off and will just keep jumping right back on it if taken off) , and tries to take over our own bed. She loves to snuggle up with my pregnancy pillow while I'm asleep, which upsets me to no end - I have to keep washing it to get all the hair out!
But she's become much more cuddly too. She enjoys taking naps with me on the sofa, or just laying against me or over my lap. She begs for attention more, wants to be petted and asks for belly rubs much more often. It seems like she knows a baby is coming, and she wants to make sure she's still important and we're not forgetting about her.
Either way, I'm hoping to get more sleep! I moved her cage into the nursery today, where once in a while she tries to potty on the carpet. I figure putting her cage there will both help me with sleep and keep her from wanting to potty anywhere near the place she sleeps. But she's never been a normal dog, so who knows. I guess we'll see how it pans out through the night. I'd move her all the way downstairs, but I know she'd cry like crazy and, if she managed to escape again, all of our Christmas decorations are down there so she can't be trusted.
I've been having quite a bit of abdomen pains lately. All the books say that this is the week my uterus starts leaving from behind my pelvic bone and ascends upwards, and I think that must be what I'm feeling (ouch). I also feel like I'm starting to puff out a bit more, but not with just bloat. The bottom feels harder now. It's also already uncomfortable to lay on my stomach. Not painful, just odd feeling and discomfort. I now prop up my stomach with my pregnancy teddy bear, which helps a lot - I can sort of lay on my belly, but not full on so that it feels bad.
I went bra shopping again yesterday. Turns out I'm now a D instead of a C (it felt so good to be settled properly into a bra instead of squeezing or being too loose!). I was actually pretty upset by the size though - I was really hoping to not grow too much in this pregnancy so that I could have room for growth during the others. I was so distracted by it that I completely forgot to also pick up an extra box of Christmas lights for the tree while I was there. So now our poor tree still has a completely dark bottom, and is lacking an extra set of Christmas balls. Well, that's pregnancy brain for you!
Last night I thought we were going to the Olive Garden, but really we stepped into Pregnancy Paradise. I haven't eaten like that in months! I couldn't get enough of the all you could eat salad - it was the most delicious thing I've tasted in so long. I had at least 6 bowls, and then took the rest home! My husband was so amazed because I kept asking for more, and said that he's never seen me eat like that! The breadsticks amazed me - they were perfectly salted! I LOVE salt right now, so this was a huge deal. They were served hot, steaming, well buttered and with the perfect amount of salt. Dh got all you can eat soup with his meal, which I ate half of each bowl he ordered. It was some kind of spinach gnocci soup that was delicious as well. We had to wait for a table for a good 40 minutes before seating, but once we ordered, the food literally came out under five minutes. Which was good, because after waiting 40 minutes, I was feeling faint and sick. As soon as we sat down, our drinks were delivered along with breadsticks and salad. Neither of us could save room for our meal or even the appetizers, because the salad, soup and breadsticks were just perfect. I took home my entire appetizer (sliced bread dipped in hot artichoke and spinach dip) and almost my entire meal of cheese ravioli. (Definitely not what I planned to order, but once we got there I craved sauce so badly and was caught suddenly between Italian spaghetti or ravioli.) Dh got what I was originally going to get - Chicken Marsala, which looked yummy but by the time it came, I couldn't bare to taste. I really wanted the desserts they offered as well since they looked amazing and chocolate-y, but it was just too much food. I had an amazing time - it's definitely my restaurant of choice from now on! Nothing there made me sick and all that I ate was healthy and fresh, plus I have loads of leftovers to dine on today. It was heavenly.
I ate so much though that I was sick the moment the car started moving, and even though we were only about three blocks away from Motherhood Maternity store, I just couldn't move anymore. It was quite a journey just getting me home in one piece!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
11 weeks
Hello, 11 weeks!
Baby is now the size of a lime, roughly 1 1/2 inches long. The kidneys are functioning, the teethbuds are appearing, fingers and toes are individual and no longer webbed, and is now almost fully formed. The bones are starting to harden, and is kicking and stretching effortlessly. Hiccups are now occuring. Doesn't that all sound amazing? I think so.
On my end though, not so much. This past week has been the hardest for me. While most people have either passed morning sickness or feel it going away, I'm throwing up more than ever - at least once or twice on a good day, and much more on the more frequent bad days. I'm quite worried that because it's getting worse still, I'll keep it through the pregnancy, which really isn't an option. I'm already going crazy! One night over a week ago, DH came home to me crying just because I was neverending in feeling so terrible. I just couldn't stand it anymore and started breaking down. It's been eight weeks of every day, all day sickness! I'm really crossing my fingers that it starts going away.
I was able to make a double batch of pizza yesterday. Making the dough early in the morning was fine, but once the dough had risen two and a half hours later, I was almost too sick to do anything with it. It took a good two hours of forming and creating the personal pan pizzas (I made about 12) and cook them, moving slowly and trying to keep down the sickness the whole way.
Ever since I first became pregnant (about two weeks before I knew I was) I craved beer so badly. I have no idea why, especially since most women have an adversion to anything alcoholic, and I never really enjoyed beer ever before. But it was one of those crazy things that happened as soon as pregnancy hit. Yesterday I bought some non-alcohol beer just to finally calm that craving. It actually hit the spot perfectly and after just drinking one, the craving, after about 9 - 10 weeks of having it, has faded away.
So much is happening this month. Every day I run down a list of what's going on this month just to remember it all. I need bloodwork done this week to send to my doctor's. Then the Ultrasound and more bloodwork on the 20th. Christmas eve and Christmas shortly after that, where our plans are still uncertain on what we're doing. Then there's my doctor appointment two days after Christmas, before which I need to figure out which doctor or midwife I want to stick with, and starting to go shopping for baby.
DH had to take a few days off of work two weeks ago because his knee gave out on him, which put us behind financially. Unfortunately, since I didn't want to be late on Christmas stuff, I dug into my baby spending fund for our Christmas decorations. Now I'm in a race to replace it so that we still have extra money for when we go shopping for baby. I'm overly excited to buy a crib, diaper changer, and basically everything. I can't wait to see the nursery filled up! I've even been asking DH to take the extra dresser out of the room just so I could picture where everything is going better! I think I'm more excited for after-Christmas than actual Christmas itself, which would definitely be a first.
I do really want to keep our Christmas tree forever though. I adore the smell. It's so fresh and clean and it keeps the whole house smelling lovely. I'd love to buy pine trees and grow them in the house in pots just to keep this smell! Maybe that's a bit overboard....but natural fresh smell is so much better than any sprays or candles that make me sick anyway.
So enough about Christmas (since I've had multiple posts about that) and here's some new belly pictures. My stomach is continuing to get bigger and harder as my uterus expands (now the size of a large grapefruit!) and my waist is starting to disappear! (Along with those things growing, once again, I need to go bra shopping. I'm already popping out of my new ones. I'm one step away from being a Dcup already! Ack!)
Baby is now the size of a lime, roughly 1 1/2 inches long. The kidneys are functioning, the teethbuds are appearing, fingers and toes are individual and no longer webbed, and is now almost fully formed. The bones are starting to harden, and is kicking and stretching effortlessly. Hiccups are now occuring. Doesn't that all sound amazing? I think so.
On my end though, not so much. This past week has been the hardest for me. While most people have either passed morning sickness or feel it going away, I'm throwing up more than ever - at least once or twice on a good day, and much more on the more frequent bad days. I'm quite worried that because it's getting worse still, I'll keep it through the pregnancy, which really isn't an option. I'm already going crazy! One night over a week ago, DH came home to me crying just because I was neverending in feeling so terrible. I just couldn't stand it anymore and started breaking down. It's been eight weeks of every day, all day sickness! I'm really crossing my fingers that it starts going away.
I was able to make a double batch of pizza yesterday. Making the dough early in the morning was fine, but once the dough had risen two and a half hours later, I was almost too sick to do anything with it. It took a good two hours of forming and creating the personal pan pizzas (I made about 12) and cook them, moving slowly and trying to keep down the sickness the whole way.
Ever since I first became pregnant (about two weeks before I knew I was) I craved beer so badly. I have no idea why, especially since most women have an adversion to anything alcoholic, and I never really enjoyed beer ever before. But it was one of those crazy things that happened as soon as pregnancy hit. Yesterday I bought some non-alcohol beer just to finally calm that craving. It actually hit the spot perfectly and after just drinking one, the craving, after about 9 - 10 weeks of having it, has faded away.
So much is happening this month. Every day I run down a list of what's going on this month just to remember it all. I need bloodwork done this week to send to my doctor's. Then the Ultrasound and more bloodwork on the 20th. Christmas eve and Christmas shortly after that, where our plans are still uncertain on what we're doing. Then there's my doctor appointment two days after Christmas, before which I need to figure out which doctor or midwife I want to stick with, and starting to go shopping for baby.
DH had to take a few days off of work two weeks ago because his knee gave out on him, which put us behind financially. Unfortunately, since I didn't want to be late on Christmas stuff, I dug into my baby spending fund for our Christmas decorations. Now I'm in a race to replace it so that we still have extra money for when we go shopping for baby. I'm overly excited to buy a crib, diaper changer, and basically everything. I can't wait to see the nursery filled up! I've even been asking DH to take the extra dresser out of the room just so I could picture where everything is going better! I think I'm more excited for after-Christmas than actual Christmas itself, which would definitely be a first.
I do really want to keep our Christmas tree forever though. I adore the smell. It's so fresh and clean and it keeps the whole house smelling lovely. I'd love to buy pine trees and grow them in the house in pots just to keep this smell! Maybe that's a bit overboard....but natural fresh smell is so much better than any sprays or candles that make me sick anyway.
So enough about Christmas (since I've had multiple posts about that) and here's some new belly pictures. My stomach is continuing to get bigger and harder as my uterus expands (now the size of a large grapefruit!) and my waist is starting to disappear! (Along with those things growing, once again, I need to go bra shopping. I'm already popping out of my new ones. I'm one step away from being a Dcup already! Ack!)
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