Apparently my scale is a piece of crap (not that shocking, since I paid about 5 bucks for it). The doc says I've gained 12 pounds total. She gave me a lecture for not taking my vitamins & eating enough vegetables. Then when I told Dh about it, he gave me another lecture! Bleh! So I've been a saint since then. Taking my prenatal vitamins every day and eating at least 5 servings of fruits & veggies, with at least 2 being veggies. No new due date, so my ticker remains unchanged. Ha ha It's hard to believe 5 months are already gone.
I've been crocheting like mad since my first trimester (read: nausea) ended. I had to finish the blanket for Princess' little one, which was huge!!! So it took me forever. Then I started a most adorable blanket which Baby will use when she gets her blessing. It's all white and worked on the diagonal, which was a first for me. After the first few rows though, I got the hang of it. Pretty easy, really. I churned it out and just have the edging to finish. I told Dh that crocheting is like therapy for me. I sit & think as I crochet. It helps calm & relax me. His response: You must need a lot of therapy. Ha ha So I threw a ball of yarn at him.
Monday, January 30, 2006
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
21 Weeks
Dh felt the baby move for the first time Sunday. Baby was kicking like mad, the hardest she ever had, so I was SURE he would be able to. And sure enough. So yay! Last night Dh very cutely asked, "When is the baby going to have a party?" To which I responded, "In about an hour." Because she usually parties between 10 and 11 pm, which is when I should be going to bed, but instead am usually goofing around wasting time.
Friday night Rainbow and I hung out, despite Dh's vigorous and blatant attempts at manipulation. We went to Rite-Aid to finally get her some more makeup. Then we dawdled around there looking at magazines. We were at Rite-Aid for like an hour and a half. I should be embarrassed, but instead I'm not. Her husband stopped by our house around 10 pm (driving back from some business trip), so the four of us crashed Cold Stone. If the neon light saying "OPEN" is still on, and the door is wide open, then you are open, even if the small sign on the door says you close at 10. Plus, that ice cream was delicious - Oatmeal Cookie Batter. Yum. Actually the girls there were very nice, because really they could have given us the boot.
Saturday, thanks to three factors, Dh agreed to attend the EQ activity. (3 factors: 1, my gentle persuasion. 2, Doug left a goofy message reminding Dh about the activity. 3, Brian said he was going.) And guess what? Dh loved it! He had a blast! There was good turnout, with cool couples, and fun games. So I think our future attendance at EQ activites is assured.
On the way home, we raced Brian & Renee, and afraid of losing to our awesome Corolla, they invited us over to hang out. We watched "Transporter 2" which was great fun, and ate obscene amounts of popcorn (that was mostly me). After the movie, Renee inspired me with stories of her medication-free delivery. It pushed me over the edge, which I'd been teetering on for quite a while, into seriously committing myself to a medication-free labor, insofar as it is possible. I feel really good about that decision, because I didn't really want to go the epidural route, but I have been too scared to really consider anything else. But after talking to Renee, I was like, "Well, pfah! If Renee can do it, I can do it!" I feel so much better just trusting my body. Renee was at yoga on Monday, and told me afterwards (it was her first class ever) that she could totally see how it would help with childbirth.
I have gained about 15 pounds. I was feeling kind of uneasy about that, but also feeling that I was being irrational, that that is a perfectly acceptable and healthy amount to have gained. So this morning I talked to Marissa, becuase she has had a baby and is the only grown woman I know who weighs less than I do (before I got pregnant, that is). She was very reassuring. It's just that before this, I couldn't even gain weight when I tried (I know, I know, boo-hoo for me), so it's weird to be packing on an average of a pound a week. Though it wouldn't kill me to engage in some aerobic activity. Ha ha
Sunday I spoke in church; it went fine, but my talk was only 8 minutes instead of the requested 10-15. Oh well. Dh and his sister had The Talk about how much we will pay her for the piano & kitchen pans. That stinker kept saying, "Well Anth says this..." and "Anth says that..." When I pointed that out to him later, he joked, "I want her to hate you, not me!" Which I am fine with. Ha ha Because there is no bloody way I would agree to pay $500 for that beat-up piano. We haggled to a final price of $350, plus $60 for the three pans. She said $60 was too high for the pans (ironically, I thought that was a fair price), but it's what we settled on. If she likes, she can think of it as $375 for the piano, and $35 for the pans. Ha ha
P.S. Regarding a potential new due date, which will be ignored aside from changing my ticker - the doctor had the flu, so my appointment is this Friday.
Friday night Rainbow and I hung out, despite Dh's vigorous and blatant attempts at manipulation. We went to Rite-Aid to finally get her some more makeup. Then we dawdled around there looking at magazines. We were at Rite-Aid for like an hour and a half. I should be embarrassed, but instead I'm not. Her husband stopped by our house around 10 pm (driving back from some business trip), so the four of us crashed Cold Stone. If the neon light saying "OPEN" is still on, and the door is wide open, then you are open, even if the small sign on the door says you close at 10. Plus, that ice cream was delicious - Oatmeal Cookie Batter. Yum. Actually the girls there were very nice, because really they could have given us the boot.
Saturday, thanks to three factors, Dh agreed to attend the EQ activity. (3 factors: 1, my gentle persuasion. 2, Doug left a goofy message reminding Dh about the activity. 3, Brian said he was going.) And guess what? Dh loved it! He had a blast! There was good turnout, with cool couples, and fun games. So I think our future attendance at EQ activites is assured.
On the way home, we raced Brian & Renee, and afraid of losing to our awesome Corolla, they invited us over to hang out. We watched "Transporter 2" which was great fun, and ate obscene amounts of popcorn (that was mostly me). After the movie, Renee inspired me with stories of her medication-free delivery. It pushed me over the edge, which I'd been teetering on for quite a while, into seriously committing myself to a medication-free labor, insofar as it is possible. I feel really good about that decision, because I didn't really want to go the epidural route, but I have been too scared to really consider anything else. But after talking to Renee, I was like, "Well, pfah! If Renee can do it, I can do it!" I feel so much better just trusting my body. Renee was at yoga on Monday, and told me afterwards (it was her first class ever) that she could totally see how it would help with childbirth.
I have gained about 15 pounds. I was feeling kind of uneasy about that, but also feeling that I was being irrational, that that is a perfectly acceptable and healthy amount to have gained. So this morning I talked to Marissa, becuase she has had a baby and is the only grown woman I know who weighs less than I do (before I got pregnant, that is). She was very reassuring. It's just that before this, I couldn't even gain weight when I tried (I know, I know, boo-hoo for me), so it's weird to be packing on an average of a pound a week. Though it wouldn't kill me to engage in some aerobic activity. Ha ha
Sunday I spoke in church; it went fine, but my talk was only 8 minutes instead of the requested 10-15. Oh well. Dh and his sister had The Talk about how much we will pay her for the piano & kitchen pans. That stinker kept saying, "Well Anth says this..." and "Anth says that..." When I pointed that out to him later, he joked, "I want her to hate you, not me!" Which I am fine with. Ha ha Because there is no bloody way I would agree to pay $500 for that beat-up piano. We haggled to a final price of $350, plus $60 for the three pans. She said $60 was too high for the pans (ironically, I thought that was a fair price), but it's what we settled on. If she likes, she can think of it as $375 for the piano, and $35 for the pans. Ha ha
P.S. Regarding a potential new due date, which will be ignored aside from changing my ticker - the doctor had the flu, so my appointment is this Friday.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
20 Weeks
I love feeling the baby move. I wonder what moves she is pulling today, because it feels like she's having a party in there!
I'm feeling really good. Almonds usually take care of any heartburn I have. I would say heartburn is really my only complaint, which isn't saying much, because it's pretty rare still. I have bid au revoir to Indian food, but only temporarily! Maybe that's how I'll celebrate after the baby is born. Ha ha A vindaloo and tikka masala feast! Mmm, yummy!
It's my Friday today. Yahoo! I have had a really productive week at work. For a little while, I even got the paperwork down to only two piles! Then Kevin came back, and I have four piles now. :( Curse that man! Ha ha I still have 45 voicemails, but blah blah, who cares? I happen to know lots of them are just creditors calling to annoy me. Ha ha
Two nights ago I was laying on my side (nekkid) and my boob leaked onto my arm! It was kind of freaky! I thought that didn't come until later, so I wasn't expecting it. It's just another sign of how my body is actually changing to have an actual baby.
I'm making the transition to maternity shirts. My belly has grown so much this month, they actually fit now (the smaller ones).
Poor Dh has so many training things this week, and a short overtime shift on Saturday - he has to work 6 days this week. This morning he had to get up at 4:45 am to make it to his training session by 6 am. Blech!
Tonight is Bunko, should be a fun time! I hope Becky has good treats. Ha ha The prizes, eh. Bring me the food!
I am 99% sure the OB will give me an earlier due date tomorrow at my checkup. Just by a few days though. My guess is....June 2. Though I am mentally preparing myself for the likely possibility that the baby will be late. Since a lot of first babies are. Though if he gives me an earlier due date, that means I can update my ticker and be farther along! My cycle was shorter than the standard 28 days, so it would make sense that I'm a few days farther along.
Anyway, I think I've rambled on enough for one post. Elsa brought spaghetti to work and it is killing me, it smells so good!!!!!!!!! I know what I'm having now for dinner! :)
I'm feeling really good. Almonds usually take care of any heartburn I have. I would say heartburn is really my only complaint, which isn't saying much, because it's pretty rare still. I have bid au revoir to Indian food, but only temporarily! Maybe that's how I'll celebrate after the baby is born. Ha ha A vindaloo and tikka masala feast! Mmm, yummy!
It's my Friday today. Yahoo! I have had a really productive week at work. For a little while, I even got the paperwork down to only two piles! Then Kevin came back, and I have four piles now. :( Curse that man! Ha ha I still have 45 voicemails, but blah blah, who cares? I happen to know lots of them are just creditors calling to annoy me. Ha ha
Two nights ago I was laying on my side (nekkid) and my boob leaked onto my arm! It was kind of freaky! I thought that didn't come until later, so I wasn't expecting it. It's just another sign of how my body is actually changing to have an actual baby.
I'm making the transition to maternity shirts. My belly has grown so much this month, they actually fit now (the smaller ones).
Poor Dh has so many training things this week, and a short overtime shift on Saturday - he has to work 6 days this week. This morning he had to get up at 4:45 am to make it to his training session by 6 am. Blech!
Tonight is Bunko, should be a fun time! I hope Becky has good treats. Ha ha The prizes, eh. Bring me the food!
I am 99% sure the OB will give me an earlier due date tomorrow at my checkup. Just by a few days though. My guess is....June 2. Though I am mentally preparing myself for the likely possibility that the baby will be late. Since a lot of first babies are. Though if he gives me an earlier due date, that means I can update my ticker and be farther along! My cycle was shorter than the standard 28 days, so it would make sense that I'm a few days farther along.
Anyway, I think I've rambled on enough for one post. Elsa brought spaghetti to work and it is killing me, it smells so good!!!!!!!!! I know what I'm having now for dinner! :)
I Heart Ann Coulter
"Madam Hillary also said the Bush administration 'will go down in history as one of the worst that has ever governed our country.' While Hillary is certainly qualified to comment on what the all-time worst presidential administrations were, having had firsthand experience in one of them, I think she might want to avoid the phrase 'go down in history.'"
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Halfway Done
Today I'm 20 weeks, with 20 weeks to go. This is going so much faster than I thought it would.
It's a Girl!
The big ultrasound was yesterday! Jeremy, the tech, was 95% sure the baby is a girl! The ultrasound was amazing. We could see her moving around, and Jeremy was great and explained everything to us as he did it. He gave us tons of pictures, some of which I should be uploading soon. I didn't even really admit to myself or Dh until Sunday how much I wanted a girl. Which I feel kind of guilty for. Dorkily, it's a lot about the clothes. Boys' clothes just aren't as cute. (Though I have seen some really darling boy stuff recently.)
Well, anyway, it's moot now. It hasn't really sunk in that we know it's a girl. I'm trying to get used to using "she" and "her" instead of "it" and "its." We went to Old Navy and bought Baby's first outfit last night. (As a bonus, I scored some super deals for myself! Ha ha) The little pants are so cute! My reaction is two-fold: amazed that the baby will be so tiny when she is born, and amazed (and a bit uneasy) that the baby will get big enough while still inside me to pretty much fit those little pants.
My belly is getting larger all the time. In fact, some of my maternity shirts fit now. Yes indeedy. I get kicked all the time, and I luuuurve it! Based on the kicking, Baby loves Malcolm in the Middle, btw. Ha ha
Saturday we were going to go to the temple, but then we got sucked into the Seahawks-Redskins game. It was a good game, and it turned out just as we hoped. Ha ha
Sunday we had dinner at B & R's. Their house is decorated so cutely, and it's actually all decorated, as opposed to our house, which has great swathes of empty wall and unadorned or half-adorned rooms. Oh well. Shopping for home decor usually bores me to tears, and with my reduced shopping endurance, I obviously need to save that strength for important things like clothing! I should just get my mum to work her magic when she is out here for the baby. She loves that kind of thing.
Dh is feeling more satisfied by his job - some of his duties have changed, and he likes what he is doing better now. I am thrilled about these changes, because it was hard to know that he was often miserable, and there was nothing I could do about it. It was also tough because he doesn't know what he wants to do for a living, and it frustrates him. So I'm hoping that with these changes to his job, he can hang in there for a few years more (and be relatively happy), and give himself a chance to figure out what direction he wants to go.
Well, anyway, it's moot now. It hasn't really sunk in that we know it's a girl. I'm trying to get used to using "she" and "her" instead of "it" and "its." We went to Old Navy and bought Baby's first outfit last night. (As a bonus, I scored some super deals for myself! Ha ha) The little pants are so cute! My reaction is two-fold: amazed that the baby will be so tiny when she is born, and amazed (and a bit uneasy) that the baby will get big enough while still inside me to pretty much fit those little pants.
My belly is getting larger all the time. In fact, some of my maternity shirts fit now. Yes indeedy. I get kicked all the time, and I luuuurve it! Based on the kicking, Baby loves Malcolm in the Middle, btw. Ha ha
Saturday we were going to go to the temple, but then we got sucked into the Seahawks-Redskins game. It was a good game, and it turned out just as we hoped. Ha ha
Sunday we had dinner at B & R's. Their house is decorated so cutely, and it's actually all decorated, as opposed to our house, which has great swathes of empty wall and unadorned or half-adorned rooms. Oh well. Shopping for home decor usually bores me to tears, and with my reduced shopping endurance, I obviously need to save that strength for important things like clothing! I should just get my mum to work her magic when she is out here for the baby. She loves that kind of thing.
Dh is feeling more satisfied by his job - some of his duties have changed, and he likes what he is doing better now. I am thrilled about these changes, because it was hard to know that he was often miserable, and there was nothing I could do about it. It was also tough because he doesn't know what he wants to do for a living, and it frustrates him. So I'm hoping that with these changes to his job, he can hang in there for a few years more (and be relatively happy), and give himself a chance to figure out what direction he wants to go.
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
19 weeks for reals
I just had a nice hour-long chat with Sherie about babies. On the clock. I'm a bad employee. But it sure makes a Tuesday go faster!
Baby was an acrobat last night. Strongest kick ever during yoga. I swear if someone had put their hand on my belly, they would have felt that kick!
And the gassiness is gone (for now)! Yay!
I am really getting excited for Monday, which is when we find out if the baby is a boy or a girl.
Dh paid for one of those career tests yesterday, and he read some of the results this morning. The number one career the test suggested - Law enforcement. Ha ha I have to laugh. Poor Dh. He was rather peeved. He is so sick of law enforcement.
Baby was an acrobat last night. Strongest kick ever during yoga. I swear if someone had put their hand on my belly, they would have felt that kick!
And the gassiness is gone (for now)! Yay!
I am really getting excited for Monday, which is when we find out if the baby is a boy or a girl.
Dh paid for one of those career tests yesterday, and he read some of the results this morning. The number one career the test suggested - Law enforcement. Ha ha I have to laugh. Poor Dh. He was rather peeved. He is so sick of law enforcement.
Monday, January 09, 2006
19 weeks (minus one day)
I found a pregnancy twin yesterday! Ann O is due two days after me with her 2nd, and she is my visiting teacher, so I can pump her for info every month!
Baby kicks a lot more now, except yesterday, Dh said the baby was keeping the Sabbath day holy. Ha ha
This morning when I woke up it felt as if my digestive system had completely shut down. I felt very gassy and uncomfortable. What was it from yesterday? The Top Ramen? The barbecue chicken? I don't know, but I'd like to. Fortunately I am feeling a bit better now. I HAVE to go to yoga tonight, I have been too sluggish.
And the pregnancy is open news at church and work now. Convenient, since I'm so gassy today my belly looks HUGE! (Not really)
Baby kicks a lot more now, except yesterday, Dh said the baby was keeping the Sabbath day holy. Ha ha
This morning when I woke up it felt as if my digestive system had completely shut down. I felt very gassy and uncomfortable. What was it from yesterday? The Top Ramen? The barbecue chicken? I don't know, but I'd like to. Fortunately I am feeling a bit better now. I HAVE to go to yoga tonight, I have been too sluggish.
And the pregnancy is open news at church and work now. Convenient, since I'm so gassy today my belly looks HUGE! (Not really)
Monday, January 02, 2006
4 Months
Yesterday I recognized the baby's movements for the first time. It was surreal, and amazing.
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