...and I'm pretty sure it's just gas. I am anxiously awaiting the first little flutter, nudge, or butterfly kiss from this kid and I've got nothing. Well, I thought I was feeling stuff, but now I'm not so sure. Soon enough Baby Bear will be keeping me up with his/her acrobatics in the middle of the night.
I am proudly growing more and more each day. The Bear was out of town for the weekend and he has noticed a difference in my tummy size in the two short days that he was away. Anything that I wear on my bottom half has to be maternity clothing or have a stretchy waistband. I'm pleasantly surprised by how comfortable most of my new clothing is.
In one week, The Bear and I get to see our little guy/girl again! The last time we had an ultrasound was at 10 weeks, but it seems so long ago! I just want to check out the baby's profile and make sure it doesn't have The Bear's nose :) Just kidding, it's a great schnoz...just on a boy.
The past couple of days, I have been alive with energy. I don't think I've been this productive in 10 years. It was a good weekend, although I really missed my better half. I'm happy he's back home safe and sound.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Eeek! I'm having a hard time keeping up with this blog! My energy spurts seem to come and go. I think I have about one productive day to every eight lazy ones. It's a shame considering all of the projects I would like to finish before this little nugget makes an appearance.
Speaking of which, this little nugget (which I imagine looks EXACTLY like The Bear) is progressing well. Everything was good at the last visit and I scheduled my anatomy scan for 19w6d.
I have put on the appropriate amount of weight, give or take a pound and bowel movement or two. Unfortunately, the scale at Dr. C's office is in dire need of calibration because I weighed in at ten pounds heavier than my last visit four weeks ago. I politely (but firmly) requested to be weighed on a different scale and I've put on about 5 lbs. That's a pretty big difference between scales!
I've been pretty sore in my back, especially my lower back--which is something totally new for me. My neck and back pain is due partly to my TMJ. I went to visit my TMJ doc on Monday and she said that I have a lot of tension in my face and neck and to keep up with my exercises. There are these fabulously ghetto massage chairs at the TMJ office and I always use them when I'm waiting for my appointment. It felt so good this last time, I almost moaned out loud. Seriously. I think it might be time to schedule another prenatal massage.
The problem with my prenatal masseuse is, while she's VERY nice and VERY skilled, she's such a TALKER. Listen, I don't want to talk. I want my back rubbed. It kills. This is my therapy session, not yours. Ugh. But she gives one kick ass massage.
The next phase of The Bear's Grand Nesting Project has involved our house officially being on the market. We started out of the gates quite quickly with four showings and an open house--all within the first week. Now, it's like hearing crickets. SLOW. Oh well, it might be really nice to stay at our little home and get it ready for Baby Bear.
Speaking of which, this little nugget (which I imagine looks EXACTLY like The Bear) is progressing well. Everything was good at the last visit and I scheduled my anatomy scan for 19w6d.
I have put on the appropriate amount of weight, give or take a pound and bowel movement or two. Unfortunately, the scale at Dr. C's office is in dire need of calibration because I weighed in at ten pounds heavier than my last visit four weeks ago. I politely (but firmly) requested to be weighed on a different scale and I've put on about 5 lbs. That's a pretty big difference between scales!
I've been pretty sore in my back, especially my lower back--which is something totally new for me. My neck and back pain is due partly to my TMJ. I went to visit my TMJ doc on Monday and she said that I have a lot of tension in my face and neck and to keep up with my exercises. There are these fabulously ghetto massage chairs at the TMJ office and I always use them when I'm waiting for my appointment. It felt so good this last time, I almost moaned out loud. Seriously. I think it might be time to schedule another prenatal massage.
The problem with my prenatal masseuse is, while she's VERY nice and VERY skilled, she's such a TALKER. Listen, I don't want to talk. I want my back rubbed. It kills. This is my therapy session, not yours. Ugh. But she gives one kick ass massage.
The next phase of The Bear's Grand Nesting Project has involved our house officially being on the market. We started out of the gates quite quickly with four showings and an open house--all within the first week. Now, it's like hearing crickets. SLOW. Oh well, it might be really nice to stay at our little home and get it ready for Baby Bear.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
So a lot has happened...
...and since I've been such a slacker, I haven't blogged about any of it. Where to start?
GRADUATION DAY
June 3, 2010 was officially my last appointment with Dr. C at the fertility clinic. Everything was perfect with our little peanut and Dr. C said that she was no longer needed. Hugs were exchanged and I wept as I was showered with gifts from the nursing staff and Dr. C.
Then, I graduated from acupuncture June 14, 2010. I begin to ponder what I will do with my time. A minute later, I come up with the answer: Sleep more.
SYMPTOMS
I become increasingly more tired. You'd think I'd sleep like a baby. Or at least like a pregnant woman in the first trimester. Nope, I can't sleep for more than a couple of hours at a time. Where the hell is this amazing, dead to the world sleep that I was promised??!! I am actually upset by this. On my days off, I frequently wake up at 4 AM rummaging around in the fridge for food. Unfortunately nothing really tastes all that fabulous. The only cravings I really have are for food that does not come out of my fridge and food that I do not make myself. I'm not so sure this is an actual craving.
My breasts become ginormous. Sorry if you are reading this and are A)My father or B)My brother(s). My mom takes me bra shopping and proceeds to laugh at me when we realize I've already gone up one complete cup size...and I have about 30 weeks to go.
My back and legs start to feel achy. Not bad, but I end up starting to use a body pillow. At first it is weird, but I keep needing to use it more and more. My handsome dog likes to use it, too. I don't know if the drool spots are from him or me. Said pillow also creates some confusion for a sleepy and slightly disoriented Bear. He has already confused the body pillow for his wife's hulking form.
I have had a headache on and off for the past 4 weeks. This is made worse by the World Cup. Yes, it is an amazing athletic event that only comes every couple of years. Yes, South Africa is an amazing country. Yes, I love watching sports, especially ones where fine male specimens are sweating. Yum. I do not love the stupid horns that have become the official sound of the World Cup. I fvcking feel like I'm inside of a bee hive and the Queen Bee is bitching at me to get off the couch and make some more honey. Alas, The Bear is a huge soccer fan and will not watch this on mute.
FIRST OB APPOINTMENT
I meet with the NP, who was hilarious and we talked for ONE WHOLE HOUR about pregnancy stuff. I receive a bag full of mostly crap and advertisements. I also run into Dr. B who is just thrilled that I'm knocked up. We hear the baby's heartbeat and it is of course amazing to hear. It did take awhile to find the heartbeat, but that's because Dr. B and the NP said this little kid was zooming all around. I of course imagine a miniature Bear (complete with glasses) screaming and running into the walls of my uterus. I also find out that I am negative for Chlamydia and Gonorrhea--shocking, I know!
WHAT'S NEXT
The Bear is nesting in his own special way by trying to find another house to live in. Our current digs are just fine for a family of three humans and one 88 lb dog, but it would be nice to have a larger kitchen (one that might fit a table large enough for four people to sit comfortably), and all of our bedrooms on one floor. The Bear already traded in his Altima for a different (read: larger) car. This way all of us will fit comfortably. I certainly don't want to be one of those moms who leaves her dog behind in favor of her spawn.
I go back July 19th for another appointment. I'm currently trying to find a checklist of some sort that tells me when I need to start doing stuff (i.e. registering, working on the nursery, blah blah blah).
I am keeping my fingers crossed that some new found energy comes my way. I would love to clean, cook, and be a participating member of society!
GRADUATION DAY
June 3, 2010 was officially my last appointment with Dr. C at the fertility clinic. Everything was perfect with our little peanut and Dr. C said that she was no longer needed. Hugs were exchanged and I wept as I was showered with gifts from the nursing staff and Dr. C.
Then, I graduated from acupuncture June 14, 2010. I begin to ponder what I will do with my time. A minute later, I come up with the answer: Sleep more.
SYMPTOMS
I become increasingly more tired. You'd think I'd sleep like a baby. Or at least like a pregnant woman in the first trimester. Nope, I can't sleep for more than a couple of hours at a time. Where the hell is this amazing, dead to the world sleep that I was promised??!! I am actually upset by this. On my days off, I frequently wake up at 4 AM rummaging around in the fridge for food. Unfortunately nothing really tastes all that fabulous. The only cravings I really have are for food that does not come out of my fridge and food that I do not make myself. I'm not so sure this is an actual craving.
My breasts become ginormous. Sorry if you are reading this and are A)My father or B)My brother(s). My mom takes me bra shopping and proceeds to laugh at me when we realize I've already gone up one complete cup size...and I have about 30 weeks to go.
My back and legs start to feel achy. Not bad, but I end up starting to use a body pillow. At first it is weird, but I keep needing to use it more and more. My handsome dog likes to use it, too. I don't know if the drool spots are from him or me. Said pillow also creates some confusion for a sleepy and slightly disoriented Bear. He has already confused the body pillow for his wife's hulking form.
I have had a headache on and off for the past 4 weeks. This is made worse by the World Cup. Yes, it is an amazing athletic event that only comes every couple of years. Yes, South Africa is an amazing country. Yes, I love watching sports, especially ones where fine male specimens are sweating. Yum. I do not love the stupid horns that have become the official sound of the World Cup. I fvcking feel like I'm inside of a bee hive and the Queen Bee is bitching at me to get off the couch and make some more honey. Alas, The Bear is a huge soccer fan and will not watch this on mute.
FIRST OB APPOINTMENT
I meet with the NP, who was hilarious and we talked for ONE WHOLE HOUR about pregnancy stuff. I receive a bag full of mostly crap and advertisements. I also run into Dr. B who is just thrilled that I'm knocked up. We hear the baby's heartbeat and it is of course amazing to hear. It did take awhile to find the heartbeat, but that's because Dr. B and the NP said this little kid was zooming all around. I of course imagine a miniature Bear (complete with glasses) screaming and running into the walls of my uterus. I also find out that I am negative for Chlamydia and Gonorrhea--shocking, I know!
WHAT'S NEXT
The Bear is nesting in his own special way by trying to find another house to live in. Our current digs are just fine for a family of three humans and one 88 lb dog, but it would be nice to have a larger kitchen (one that might fit a table large enough for four people to sit comfortably), and all of our bedrooms on one floor. The Bear already traded in his Altima for a different (read: larger) car. This way all of us will fit comfortably. I certainly don't want to be one of those moms who leaves her dog behind in favor of her spawn.
I go back July 19th for another appointment. I'm currently trying to find a checklist of some sort that tells me when I need to start doing stuff (i.e. registering, working on the nursery, blah blah blah).
I am keeping my fingers crossed that some new found energy comes my way. I would love to clean, cook, and be a participating member of society!
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Sleep, where art thou?
I miss sleep. I feel like I haven't slept well for months. MONTHS. I thought the first trimester was supposed to be all about having narcolepsy. None of that here. However I am lazy (is that even a pregnancy symptom?). Just ask The Bear how often I clean up after myself or do any of the household chores. I am really hoping that the whole nesting thing will kick in one day.
I took out my belly button ring yesterday. My stomach does not look pregnant, it just looks big. I am roly-poly. Rotund. I'm ok with it, I just think that it looks sort of trashy to have a belly button ring in while you look like you drank too many beers over the weekend. Besides I have a feeling that bikini season is over. FOR GOOD.
Other than that, I haven't really had too many pregnancy symptoms. I did get up to pee about 3 times last night. My skin is finally clearing up a little bit. Not sure why, maybe my hormones are just balancing out. I'm looking forward to a nice pregnancy glow.
I go in for another ultrasound this week. I'll keep you updated!
I took out my belly button ring yesterday. My stomach does not look pregnant, it just looks big. I am roly-poly. Rotund. I'm ok with it, I just think that it looks sort of trashy to have a belly button ring in while you look like you drank too many beers over the weekend. Besides I have a feeling that bikini season is over. FOR GOOD.
Other than that, I haven't really had too many pregnancy symptoms. I did get up to pee about 3 times last night. My skin is finally clearing up a little bit. Not sure why, maybe my hormones are just balancing out. I'm looking forward to a nice pregnancy glow.
I go in for another ultrasound this week. I'll keep you updated!
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Happy 9 Week Birthday Fetus!
Today my little guy (or girl!) has graduated from embryo to full fledged fetus, per What to Expect When You're Expecting. I am totally loving perusing all the baby sites and seeing pictures of what my baby looks like at this stage. It's not at all scary or alien-esque as I would have thought. It really is a miracle.
So far I don't have too many pregnancy symptoms. My skin is really bad. It's like being in 7th grade all over again. I've had some heartburn hear and there, which is a new thing for me. I am really hoping the old wives' tale is true and that I will have a hairy baby! I am definitely irritable and having mood swings. The Bear and I got into a fight last week and I swear I thought my head was going to start spinning around. I couldn't believe how scary I was.
Weight wise, I have only put on a couple of pounds and that could very well be due to bloat and constipation. Lovely. I am not showing, but I am more rotund in the mid section and my clothes are feeling a little tight. It's a good thing I wear elastic waisted pants to work! Oh, and it might be time for a bigger bra!
I think I'm going to come out tonight at work. I feel like I'm far enough along and everything has been looking so good, why not? Still no crazy facebook announcements yet, but many people are starting to know. I think I'm ok with that.
So far I don't have too many pregnancy symptoms. My skin is really bad. It's like being in 7th grade all over again. I've had some heartburn hear and there, which is a new thing for me. I am really hoping the old wives' tale is true and that I will have a hairy baby! I am definitely irritable and having mood swings. The Bear and I got into a fight last week and I swear I thought my head was going to start spinning around. I couldn't believe how scary I was.
Weight wise, I have only put on a couple of pounds and that could very well be due to bloat and constipation. Lovely. I am not showing, but I am more rotund in the mid section and my clothes are feeling a little tight. It's a good thing I wear elastic waisted pants to work! Oh, and it might be time for a bigger bra!
I think I'm going to come out tonight at work. I feel like I'm far enough along and everything has been looking so good, why not? Still no crazy facebook announcements yet, but many people are starting to know. I think I'm ok with that.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Good Things
Some of the most beautiful numbers in the world: 144-my first hCG level. 359, my second hCG level. 637, my third hCG. 106, my baby's heartbeat at 6w3d. And finally, the most beautiful number: 163, my baby's heart rate today at 8w3d.
I finally feel more confident to actually put this info in print. I AM PREGNANT. Words that I never thought I would be able to say and that still sound foreign every time they pop out of my mouth. This is the most wonderful feeling I've had in awhile.
I can't even begin to describe how I felt seeing our teeny tiny baby during our ultrasound. I cannot believe that I am growing a human life that The Bear and I have created. It truly takes my breath away.
I finally feel more confident to actually put this info in print. I AM PREGNANT. Words that I never thought I would be able to say and that still sound foreign every time they pop out of my mouth. This is the most wonderful feeling I've had in awhile.
I can't even begin to describe how I felt seeing our teeny tiny baby during our ultrasound. I cannot believe that I am growing a human life that The Bear and I have created. It truly takes my breath away.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Bad Blogger
I am almost embarrassed when I look at the date of my last blog entry. Oy. Things here are fine, great, actually. I won't post more until Friday, but hopefully I will have good things to report! Stay tuned...
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