Not much to say right now except for the fact that I'm in love... I can feel her a lot more often and my life is really starting to be all about her.
I see rainbows - literaly - everywhere and I just know it's my baby girl telling me she's doing just fine.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Motherly Instincts – Mommy 0 - Baby .9
Well yesterday was the big day. My mom came into town and to kill time before the 2:45 deadline, we let Michael take us to lunch at Breskeez to watch the Dutch beat Uruguay in the semi finals of the FIFA World Cup. We were only about 10 minutes from the ultrasound place so about 2:30 headed that way. After extensive paper work and the Tyra show we were called back.
The tech was very accommodating to Michael, my mom, and me and we got started with warm goo squirted all over my belly. We saw the obvious outline of the body and the bones, like the ribs, spinal cord and all were very obvious and this made me happy to see. The heart was also obviously beating and again very happy.
The baby was lying side to side with its back against mine, but facing us, in a way. So the tech wasn’t able to get a good picture of either end, the babies rump and the brain. After much coercing the baby still didn’t move and every time the tech tried to see the little privates, the baby would cross their legs, and one time the cord was even in the way. But after much ado, the tech announces “I’m about 90% sure it’s a girl”. Well there went my first test at motherly instincts! But we're happy nonetheless!
My lesson – don’t tell people what you might think it is, because if/when you end up being wrong they replay “I told you so” like they had better comprehension as to what was going on in my uterus then I did!
My thinking – well yes I’m going to defend myself! Michael wanted a girl from day one, I didn’t want to disappoint daddy, so I talked myself (and Michael) into it possibly being a boy so there was no disappointment.
Granted there was NO disappointment what-so-ever! I’m more please all her vitals are working fine than the fact my instincts were a little off. We will have to go back in three or so weeks so they’re able to get a better picture of the brain and can confirm the other 10% for us!
Like I said, she wasn't the most cooperative, but apparently this is her little
girliness. :-)
The tech was very accommodating to Michael, my mom, and me and we got started with warm goo squirted all over my belly. We saw the obvious outline of the body and the bones, like the ribs, spinal cord and all were very obvious and this made me happy to see. The heart was also obviously beating and again very happy.
The baby was lying side to side with its back against mine, but facing us, in a way. So the tech wasn’t able to get a good picture of either end, the babies rump and the brain. After much coercing the baby still didn’t move and every time the tech tried to see the little privates, the baby would cross their legs, and one time the cord was even in the way. But after much ado, the tech announces “I’m about 90% sure it’s a girl”. Well there went my first test at motherly instincts! But we're happy nonetheless!
My lesson – don’t tell people what you might think it is, because if/when you end up being wrong they replay “I told you so” like they had better comprehension as to what was going on in my uterus then I did!
My thinking – well yes I’m going to defend myself! Michael wanted a girl from day one, I didn’t want to disappoint daddy, so I talked myself (and Michael) into it possibly being a boy so there was no disappointment.
Granted there was NO disappointment what-so-ever! I’m more please all her vitals are working fine than the fact my instincts were a little off. We will have to go back in three or so weeks so they’re able to get a better picture of the brain and can confirm the other 10% for us!
Life is grande!
Like I said, she wasn't the most cooperative, but apparently this is her little
girliness. :-)
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Appetite
Well guess who’s got an appetite, yup me, and is it bigger than ever.
It was about Wednesday this week and I woke up without any nausea or vomiting and went straight for the Crispix; I haven’t been able to feel full since.
It’s a weird feeling, wanting to eat, as it’s been almost 12 week since I’ve actually felt like even looking at food. I’m extra leery about packing on the preggo pounds now (as I finish my bag of chocolate dipped almonds). I have surprisingly lost 14 pounds over the last 12 weeks in the process of basically not eating (or vomiting what I do eat up), and I have gained two of those back since yesterday. I find I’m hungry every two hours. I ate at 5:00am, 7:00am, 9:30am, noon, 4:00, and I’m already looking forward to my stir-fry dinner. I’m going to have to focus on fruits and veggies and not much else. I’ll be okay if I gain the 14lbs back, but I’m in no hurry for anymore – fluffy women don’t need much more.
It’s good to enjoy food again, though; however I still seem to feel waves of nausea at strange but reasonable things, like the sauerkraut at the hot dog stand, or the urine in boy’s bathroom at school . . .
Cooking was my ultimate hobby before I got pregnant and with the great schedule I’m going to get with the new position and my new found love of food again, and not to mention us being able to afford cable now, Giada*, Ina*, and I will be cooking up a storm.
Thursday update – my uterus is the size of a small melon the baby is comparable to a sweet potato. Also beginning to wonder if I really felt it move that first time, as I haven’t felt anything since and I am very anxious to. The little guy/gal can hear things now and publications encourage Michael and me to talk to it . . . honestly, not quite feeling like doing that at the moment (I hope that’s normal).
*FoodNet Work program hostesses
It was about Wednesday this week and I woke up without any nausea or vomiting and went straight for the Crispix; I haven’t been able to feel full since.
It’s a weird feeling, wanting to eat, as it’s been almost 12 week since I’ve actually felt like even looking at food. I’m extra leery about packing on the preggo pounds now (as I finish my bag of chocolate dipped almonds). I have surprisingly lost 14 pounds over the last 12 weeks in the process of basically not eating (or vomiting what I do eat up), and I have gained two of those back since yesterday. I find I’m hungry every two hours. I ate at 5:00am, 7:00am, 9:30am, noon, 4:00, and I’m already looking forward to my stir-fry dinner. I’m going to have to focus on fruits and veggies and not much else. I’ll be okay if I gain the 14lbs back, but I’m in no hurry for anymore – fluffy women don’t need much more.
It’s good to enjoy food again, though; however I still seem to feel waves of nausea at strange but reasonable things, like the sauerkraut at the hot dog stand, or the urine in boy’s bathroom at school . . .
Cooking was my ultimate hobby before I got pregnant and with the great schedule I’m going to get with the new position and my new found love of food again, and not to mention us being able to afford cable now, Giada*, Ina*, and I will be cooking up a storm.
Thursday update – my uterus is the size of a small melon the baby is comparable to a sweet potato. Also beginning to wonder if I really felt it move that first time, as I haven’t felt anything since and I am very anxious to. The little guy/gal can hear things now and publications encourage Michael and me to talk to it . . . honestly, not quite feeling like doing that at the moment (I hope that’s normal).
*FoodNet Work program hostesses
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Vera Bradley
Call my snotty, snooty, stuck up, materialistic, expecting too much, a proud momma, or whatever they call novice pregnant women when they want/expect something that really won’t end up the way we think it will.
To be honest my obsession all started long before I got pregnant. I remember having a conversation with an old preggers friend about trying out different diaper bags and what would be the best for her. At this time I didn’t realize this was such an important part of all of this, but I soon saw otherwise. A few days later I was in the cute little shops in old town and came across a shop that had the Vera Bradley bags.
Now I’ve always favored Vera, but never had a good excuse to buy one. If you aren’t familiar with Vera Bradley it’s a designer handbag line that is lovely! It's a bright, paisley, flowery print with quilted stitching. They are basically a piece of art your wear on your shoulder! Lovely!
To be honest my obsession all started long before I got pregnant. I remember having a conversation with an old preggers friend about trying out different diaper bags and what would be the best for her. At this time I didn’t realize this was such an important part of all of this, but I soon saw otherwise. A few days later I was in the cute little shops in old town and came across a shop that had the Vera Bradley bags.
Now I’ve always favored Vera, but never had a good excuse to buy one. If you aren’t familiar with Vera Bradley it’s a designer handbag line that is lovely! It's a bright, paisley, flowery print with quilted stitching. They are basically a piece of art your wear on your shoulder! Lovely!
Well low and behold they have Vera diaper bags – I now understand the importance of such a wounderful piece of maternal hardware. It has a vinyl insert to change the baby on and accredits itself with having 11 pockets – I am in love. I told myself, “When I have a baby this is the diaper bag I’m getting” disregarding the $97 price tag.
So this is it, the diaper bag of my dreams -- Vera Bradley Baby Bag in Blue Rhapsody… Is it too much? Probably?! Do I deserve it? . . . Yes . . . I think I do!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
A Trip to the ER
So like I said before I am trying to not be the typical first pregnancy lady with a million questions and another million reasons to go running off to the hospital every five minutes... Well that didn't last long.
First, in my defense I thought it was appendicitis... didn't even really consider it being something with the baby.
The Saturday night before Michael and I left on vacation, a 15 hour car ride to South Carolina, we did the packing and some major house cleaning as I like to return to a clean house. About 7:30PM I started to get a very sharp pain right behind my belly button. About 9:30PM it was still there.
The thoughts racing through my head were as followed: I need to get this looked at before the long car ride. I don't want to be in South Carolina and have to visit the hospital. I need to talk to a professional. Is it just gas? Should I be worried. Why is it still hurting?
So I called the doctor hot-line and never got an answer back... "Mikey I think I need to go to the ER"
So after blood work, an IV of saline, a mortifying pelvic exam, and an ultrasound they sent me home with round ligament pain. Worthless two hours and I felt so ridiculous! Everyone was reassuring me that it was better to be safe than sorry. . . I guess I'm ultimately glad it wasn't anything too major.
Due to the lack of sleep the night prior to leaving, the 15 hour car ride resulted in a huge migraine, three vomit pit stops, a full up-chuck cup, and two really swollen feet.
First, in my defense I thought it was appendicitis... didn't even really consider it being something with the baby.
The Saturday night before Michael and I left on vacation, a 15 hour car ride to South Carolina, we did the packing and some major house cleaning as I like to return to a clean house. About 7:30PM I started to get a very sharp pain right behind my belly button. About 9:30PM it was still there.
The thoughts racing through my head were as followed: I need to get this looked at before the long car ride. I don't want to be in South Carolina and have to visit the hospital. I need to talk to a professional. Is it just gas? Should I be worried. Why is it still hurting?
So I called the doctor hot-line and never got an answer back... "Mikey I think I need to go to the ER"
So after blood work, an IV of saline, a mortifying pelvic exam, and an ultrasound they sent me home with round ligament pain. Worthless two hours and I felt so ridiculous! Everyone was reassuring me that it was better to be safe than sorry. . . I guess I'm ultimately glad it wasn't anything too major.
Due to the lack of sleep the night prior to leaving, the 15 hour car ride resulted in a huge migraine, three vomit pit stops, a full up-chuck cup, and two really swollen feet.
New Beginnings
Well it's been quite some time since I have posted anything and with good reason, I have been the busiest person on the planet!! But I wanted to update everyone on where we were with the baby growth, our lives, reasons I haven't blogged, and reasons I should have.
1. Limbo - I started to fall into a state of limbo about two/three weeks ago. The newness of the pregnancy had worn off, the morning sickness was still there, I hadn't felt the little guy/gal kick, and we didn't know what it was (boy/girl). Well we still don't know what it is, but other events have helped me move out of my limbo state, but that's an honest reason why I lost touch with the blog and wanted to share it.
2. New Job - About three weeks ago I started to gather leads on an amazing job offer in the school district I did my student teaching in. Needless to say I have focused almost all of my energy in that direction. Well after much hard work . . . I GOT THE JOB. Teaching art, digital photography, and yearbook. About five minutes from my house -- Michael and I couldn't be happier.
3. Quickening - This is the technical term for feeling the first movements of the baby and I HAVE. This will definitely pull you out of the limbo state, realizing it's real! Michael and I were at a concert a week and half ago and we got there rather early to get good seats. While we were sitting there waiting I felt a little tickle in my lower left side. It wasn't gas, for sure, so the only other thing it could be is the baby. I've felt it move since, maybe three times. So amazing, waiting for it to do it again.
4. Vacation - Michael and I literally just got back from an amazing vacation we took with some high school friends of his. We rented a house out for a whole week and did nothing except lay on the beach. This was a great bonding time for Michael, baby, and me.
5. Maternity Clothes - While on our lovely vacation I began to realize I could no longer wear my regular pants, and the tightness of the bella bands cause me to have really bad morning sickness. Thank goodness for Outlet Malls in the South! I hit up Motherhood Maternity and scored myself some great maternity Bermuda-style shorts in three different colors, hoping those will get me through the summer. I feel so much better in them!
6. The Big One - Our big ultrasound visit has been scheduled! July 6th! We are so excited!
7. Belly Picture - Though fluffier than the normal sized woman I felt it was legit to post a belly picture as I'm now too big for my pants.
1. Limbo - I started to fall into a state of limbo about two/three weeks ago. The newness of the pregnancy had worn off, the morning sickness was still there, I hadn't felt the little guy/gal kick, and we didn't know what it was (boy/girl). Well we still don't know what it is, but other events have helped me move out of my limbo state, but that's an honest reason why I lost touch with the blog and wanted to share it.
2. New Job - About three weeks ago I started to gather leads on an amazing job offer in the school district I did my student teaching in. Needless to say I have focused almost all of my energy in that direction. Well after much hard work . . . I GOT THE JOB. Teaching art, digital photography, and yearbook. About five minutes from my house -- Michael and I couldn't be happier.
3. Quickening - This is the technical term for feeling the first movements of the baby and I HAVE. This will definitely pull you out of the limbo state, realizing it's real! Michael and I were at a concert a week and half ago and we got there rather early to get good seats. While we were sitting there waiting I felt a little tickle in my lower left side. It wasn't gas, for sure, so the only other thing it could be is the baby. I've felt it move since, maybe three times. So amazing, waiting for it to do it again.
4. Vacation - Michael and I literally just got back from an amazing vacation we took with some high school friends of his. We rented a house out for a whole week and did nothing except lay on the beach. This was a great bonding time for Michael, baby, and me.
5. Maternity Clothes - While on our lovely vacation I began to realize I could no longer wear my regular pants, and the tightness of the bella bands cause me to have really bad morning sickness. Thank goodness for Outlet Malls in the South! I hit up Motherhood Maternity and scored myself some great maternity Bermuda-style shorts in three different colors, hoping those will get me through the summer. I feel so much better in them!
6. The Big One - Our big ultrasound visit has been scheduled! July 6th! We are so excited!
7. Belly Picture - Though fluffier than the normal sized woman I felt it was legit to post a belly picture as I'm now too big for my pants.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Names
It’s obvious that naming a human being would be a daunting task. But for Michael and me the name we chose for our girl choice was like second nature. No I’m not going to divulge many details, but Michael said “what about . . .” and I said “yea I really like that”. End of story, has been our choice every since.
Oh, but to name a little boy.
I don’t have much experience in this pregnancy thing, but I would like to think I have some sort of human instinct and I feel it’s a boy. I don’t know why, I don’t have any proof, but I feel BOY when I think about my baby growing in my belly (as Mikey refers to it). I won’t mind if come July, I realize I’m wrong, either gender will be just fine, it will be more of a hit on my pride instincts than anything else.
But what to name it if I’m right?
Oh, but to name a little boy.
I don’t have much experience in this pregnancy thing, but I would like to think I have some sort of human instinct and I feel it’s a boy. I don’t know why, I don’t have any proof, but I feel BOY when I think about my baby growing in my belly (as Mikey refers to it). I won’t mind if come July, I realize I’m wrong, either gender will be just fine, it will be more of a hit on my pride instincts than anything else.
But what to name it if I’m right?
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