tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13912761053591279602024-02-19T01:02:32.131-05:00Go sperm go!<b>A blog about me . . . honestly its going to be about me and my husband trying to make a baby . . . and random things . . .</b>Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-69223989316551136162010-01-25T15:29:00.002-05:002010-01-25T15:36:58.638-05:00Farewell loving blogI am saying farewell to my loving <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">therapeutic</span> blog. The time is coming near for me to give birth to my little miracle baby and this blog is not the place for me to update info about the baby. <div><br /></div><div>Thank you so much for reading and being interested in my blog. I hope that my story and situation can give hope to those dealing with MFIF like me and my husband did. Research everything you can on your own, get healthy, exercise, eat fresh veggies and fruit, take vitamins. Don't give up!!!</div>Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-30467143970392565852009-11-19T15:13:00.005-05:002009-11-19T15:20:43.025-05:00Oops! Hello!<div style="text-align: left;">Hello blog! I have abandoned you for too long. Short story - everything's great! My baby shower is on saturday and I am sooooo excited for it! I probably won't be able to sleep friday night. My placenta was in danger of covering my cervix, but at my 27 week visit yesterday it is fine and i won't need a c-section, yay!!!</div><div><div><br /></div><div>My bump is nice and big and i love it. I definitely look pregnant. I've gained about 22 pounds so far, more than i thought. But i'm not concerned. I've been working out and doing my weight class, eating healthy for one. So its not like i'm pigging out for 2 and not exercising . . . i'm doing all i can to be healthy, so I'm not concerned about the weight.</div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt25CWH3P9gpBSl9mOsuFcPdFHw0uFq9h_FM7lgHA1typ7ZU-iRzIp3pVdE4565nP3GwsSlSuRmMaXisZhGKTIa4lXObf2pYaPVpbwMlU4dLJ46_Ce42MckgVyY0G17DwQ4RIJ1LcpdD2v/s320/week27ultrasound2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405911719494437922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px; " /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhETBsTY1UuGD2AGiEahfELFcRH3ORJZvKoCQ9jf-g759mRe6EEOBgD6p1CUMWeOCdnRu-qgY0YISlnMqQgsvZA_NmZKGlbnW93UEkLYQJlYN2rpRbYDubtcOxJ_DqjmxaPUfV3eUyAcx6W/s1600/week27ultrasound.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhETBsTY1UuGD2AGiEahfELFcRH3ORJZvKoCQ9jf-g759mRe6EEOBgD6p1CUMWeOCdnRu-qgY0YISlnMqQgsvZA_NmZKGlbnW93UEkLYQJlYN2rpRbYDubtcOxJ_DqjmxaPUfV3eUyAcx6W/s320/week27ultrasound.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405911582500391682" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">thats my baby!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I can't believe I'm already in my third trimester... time is flying by!!!! but thats good b/c it means i'll meet my baby even sooner! but i LOVE being pregnant and feeling happy and pretty everyday. i love having a bump. i hope i won't be addicted to wanting to be pregnant . . .</div>Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-25790973835141543362009-10-07T10:54:00.006-04:002009-10-07T11:00:28.564-04:00Week 21<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggptT8UNDQW3XQnTaFTE0DeA-trPywfweIOWI63t1082cqhgXXZVzHfuyYcrswXruiH0k3vgX1O1k2e6Hib9wUYDQ5aTu_hNPVJ1bz40mWtstsO_6t0fNBtWzMrT-QqLfeHjR1DCR2yCRq/s1600-h/21weeksfruit+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 207px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggptT8UNDQW3XQnTaFTE0DeA-trPywfweIOWI63t1082cqhgXXZVzHfuyYcrswXruiH0k3vgX1O1k2e6Hib9wUYDQ5aTu_hNPVJ1bz40mWtstsO_6t0fNBtWzMrT-QqLfeHjR1DCR2yCRq/s320/21weeksfruit+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389871984801578354" border="0" /></a>Baby boy is doing great! I'm pretty sure we have his whole name picked out! But we won't tell until he's born! But it's a family name - my great uncle, a thai name, Hubby's name, and then the last name. Yep, this little boy is having a total of 4 names! It's only because daddy is being a name hog.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3F34B5dJ332BME5Z0CiPmTejbmRN6V72NxyxmkPSEYN2B9U6WTi16C-VsTWcKjPI-OkAyn8v3qOmYnc4L_cmJpEUoZupnXdHFw4SrR0RD1wbxl82jxpOeTs-0t5Wr9WpvPxusjXMU4tlp/s1600-h/21weekspic.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 142px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3F34B5dJ332BME5Z0CiPmTejbmRN6V72NxyxmkPSEYN2B9U6WTi16C-VsTWcKjPI-OkAyn8v3qOmYnc4L_cmJpEUoZupnXdHFw4SrR0RD1wbxl82jxpOeTs-0t5Wr9WpvPxusjXMU4tlp/s320/21weekspic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389872361972485378" border="0" /></a>He doesn't like the idea of the baby having 3 names, but i dont like the idea of the baby having his first and last name . . . so 3 names is the compromise!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqVC7ZkP_Mh0zzgX-HnoV3JNd2klV3Apoym_2ip0Db9GXhFEv85LlK8smTLwBdr002jddd3ctWuGwvPi1Kw70wNdPZ2EO4YVKcXBVFsh_sudfcPg4UlJAN0uy1XpGfeYtccsVYTpIjVKv4/s1600-h/21weekspic2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 195px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqVC7ZkP_Mh0zzgX-HnoV3JNd2klV3Apoym_2ip0Db9GXhFEv85LlK8smTLwBdr002jddd3ctWuGwvPi1Kw70wNdPZ2EO4YVKcXBVFsh_sudfcPg4UlJAN0uy1XpGfeYtccsVYTpIjVKv4/s320/21weekspic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389872645841323858" border="0" /></a>I can't believe how big he's getting. He's kicking and punching a lot more! I'm excited to get Hubby started on the nursery! I want to put the clothes I've bought in the dresser and paint. I'm painting an image on top of a painting that i did in college. I can't wait to see what he looks like. 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We got some amazing ultrasound pictures. He was moving around alot!!! Probably because I ate a swedish fish candy before the appointment . . . hey, i had to make sure that he'd show his goodies! I'm excited that we have a sweet name picked out already, and we didn't have a name we loved for a girl! I know i will love this boy with all my heart, but I am also waiting for my little girl!!!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi76tLMUbddKNrT5zbxqXO-3DWyhOM-JmsRVrgUZ3EjFAaJJUhWFJI_u4k3Z_T5ErqldxcWoSZO47ZEvrUOh8XhzUyNYZ4lqYX5YPhhHnRx1DQjJphVodP1j78s38dRladrNrBOP7XQUMGL/s1600-h/Picture+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 236px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi76tLMUbddKNrT5zbxqXO-3DWyhOM-JmsRVrgUZ3EjFAaJJUhWFJI_u4k3Z_T5ErqldxcWoSZO47ZEvrUOh8XhzUyNYZ4lqYX5YPhhHnRx1DQjJphVodP1j78s38dRladrNrBOP7XQUMGL/s320/Picture+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386600194376228994" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlKdar598499s3XL9T4nwdOhr59FH-gt0x6mIbYt7k1YvrZ3-GrnB45MxnJYV8CvgFxspS_Y9fiWsqKfLco_an63pnct5QRD8gdxJtDXx8aHB9qLUXOHs2w1m-pI2N5ezaKcxzUorC7QSJ/s1600-h/Picture+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 193px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlKdar598499s3XL9T4nwdOhr59FH-gt0x6mIbYt7k1YvrZ3-GrnB45MxnJYV8CvgFxspS_Y9fiWsqKfLco_an63pnct5QRD8gdxJtDXx8aHB9qLUXOHs2w1m-pI2N5ezaKcxzUorC7QSJ/s320/Picture+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386600418979747602" border="0" /></a><br />I bought some cute clothes. I'm going for a whole "Benjamin Button" old man look. Cute little hats, sweater vests, little old man shoes. We're excited and happy!<br /></div></div>Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-40902095665637104432009-09-23T10:11:00.003-04:002009-09-23T10:15:50.665-04:0019 Weeks!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin9_zEBk4rGpe0dgmo9VCH11xuLDj-GM8ZzmP6t0CiQAwyEC06OjRJ0l_FZuxjGCwko6EvfuLWbnLY05S0TuYjowvjdZmistTXOELha-Mfw60LH1NB2HHcwZ6KcOTCjObyvqXZomwNrKCU/s1600-h/19weeks.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 216px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin9_zEBk4rGpe0dgmo9VCH11xuLDj-GM8ZzmP6t0CiQAwyEC06OjRJ0l_FZuxjGCwko6EvfuLWbnLY05S0TuYjowvjdZmistTXOELha-Mfw60LH1NB2HHcwZ6KcOTCjObyvqXZomwNrKCU/s320/19weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384665335532633618" border="0" /></a>Wow, my baby is half a foot long!!! Can't wait till friday! Can't wait till friday! Can't wait till friday! Can't wait till friday! Can't wait till friday! Can't wait till friday! Can't wait till friday! Can't wait till friday!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi10MU7dBDDnUYOwkRG5h2idw8sU1xoVkcToybLr6SyyKDuQ1bpk5_3jRiubbHW7ZwAVj-1YNIjNa21qc3pragyG1y47syMJj66PGc5mHKTTuhnjScx8V0SNeRo609v2IONTZVv2HtqNaS2/s1600-h/19weeks2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi10MU7dBDDnUYOwkRG5h2idw8sU1xoVkcToybLr6SyyKDuQ1bpk5_3jRiubbHW7ZwAVj-1YNIjNa21qc3pragyG1y47syMJj66PGc5mHKTTuhnjScx8V0SNeRo609v2IONTZVv2HtqNaS2/s320/19weeks2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384666245799735458" border="0" /></a>I love this picture. Poor baby is all squished...I wonder if i've been feeling a knee and not a kick.Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-56599265207348772172009-09-22T11:04:00.002-04:002009-09-22T11:09:13.179-04:00Thumper<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVjcKpI-reJ-R-MjSSYTOXMuCJ5-OoKJdMmFmpa9AZWNLn0r5JMedF5pBbDJYgXQkGce57pHG0tTE09maq63RjgjddIC7zj3R19SaAL17w8O3YW-EHIKMDW0WLq4-ngg8mv4igw39yTTG9/s1600-h/babykick.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVjcKpI-reJ-R-MjSSYTOXMuCJ5-OoKJdMmFmpa9AZWNLn0r5JMedF5pBbDJYgXQkGce57pHG0tTE09maq63RjgjddIC7zj3R19SaAL17w8O3YW-EHIKMDW0WLq4-ngg8mv4igw39yTTG9/s320/babykick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384307922281466034" border="0" /></a>I've been feeling the baby kick and thump around . . . not completely convinced if it was the baby or not . . . but i know for sure now!!! And Hubby felt it last night for the first time ever! It was awesome!!! You can't predict when the baby will kick, it may kick once and then not kick for another hour or so. We were watching tv and the cat was sitting on me and i felt the baby move around (we ate taco's for dinner, I hear that baby's like mexican). So i stuck my hand under my shirt and sure enough felt movement. But was it me breathing? Was it my stomach digesting? I got Hubby to lean over and press on belly and sure enough he felt it thump too!!! We had to mute the TV and sit for a second or two to make sure it was the baby. Hubby thought it was me breathing . . . i guess when its this small your brain still isnt convinced that there's something in there. I thought this would be one of those tearful moments, but like the other things it was not emotional like i had thought (first ultrasound, first listen to the heartbeat). I think i'll cry on friday when i find out the gender!Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-15378905402332892012009-09-16T16:48:00.004-04:002009-09-16T16:55:58.473-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsfVLHtL6yX2lDyijupFr-9NgnmVmp0Q3mQlm2RcviLajFeu7SnibkP3pcel0z231_AY-qul2Ai0Zqw1tbpEwf5eBQlFsXiH-Jhw9TMMwCetpXQWql467tGA2DI51XwChcdXi6imsCtShf/s1600-h/18wk.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 144px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsfVLHtL6yX2lDyijupFr-9NgnmVmp0Q3mQlm2RcviLajFeu7SnibkP3pcel0z231_AY-qul2Ai0Zqw1tbpEwf5eBQlFsXiH-Jhw9TMMwCetpXQWql467tGA2DI51XwChcdXi6imsCtShf/s320/18wk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382170046377526226" border="0" /></a><br />18 weeks! Only 1 week and 1.25 days till we find out the gender. Qaud screen test came back negative! We have a healthy baby, so far! That was great to hear.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8dFz6QVKB5Uc4XJTGxU_RLsKsduES6IUV9vhAWcxSIWSZjJfw2f0GhoZ2HWbK8olDpeu5WBu5IuQrXPmGsce8c3QavpbCBmDF6mQg6ToPH5Y1EVSJPl0By93JFyqPOgCFaoNav5vg_Ysk/s1600-h/CowboyBear.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8dFz6QVKB5Uc4XJTGxU_RLsKsduES6IUV9vhAWcxSIWSZjJfw2f0GhoZ2HWbK8olDpeu5WBu5IuQrXPmGsce8c3QavpbCBmDF6mQg6ToPH5Y1EVSJPl0By93JFyqPOgCFaoNav5vg_Ysk/s320/CowboyBear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382170412505905634" border="0" /></a>The baby almost weighs 8oz. This cowboy honey bear weighs 8 oz! I was craving white bread with butter last night. I'm craving country fried steak again. P.aula De.ane needs to chill. I'm doing surprisingly well with not over eating or cheating or snacking. My appetite has not really increased yet. I eat 3 meals and 2 healthy snacks a day, I'm sure that's helping. And probably why I'm craving such fatty bad food. I hope I don't start getting really strong food cravings and won't be able to stop myself. I don't want to have to work hard to lose the baby weight.<br /><br />I can't wait to help plan the baby shower. I'm on the fence about inviting my MIL and her sisters . . . i honestly just want it to be 20 or so girlfriends and my sisters. My mom can come, I don't care. I don't want to be stressed and have to make sure that my MIL and AIL's are enjoying themselves.<br /><br />I also can't wait for New Moon to come to theaters!Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-20203133854908119332009-09-14T09:47:00.003-04:002009-09-14T09:50:07.314-04:0017 Weeks<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpN9yJVhkZhBy1GAMHa68kPnA0FigKHsrRc1UHU_irvnqyI7fHqj6JXJlmE73fIeZLY4BgU63vL4wKkOLUBGs_NyI-tHi1TcLImTNqA9M5jH_S2yHtQvmpqZMvoQQL9oMjbK3J6zbRkSWv/s1600-h/17wk+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpN9yJVhkZhBy1GAMHa68kPnA0FigKHsrRc1UHU_irvnqyI7fHqj6JXJlmE73fIeZLY4BgU63vL4wKkOLUBGs_NyI-tHi1TcLImTNqA9M5jH_S2yHtQvmpqZMvoQQL9oMjbK3J6zbRkSWv/s320/17wk+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381319459637990674" border="0" /></a>17 weeks!!! Not much new to report. I made a dress to wear to a wedding and it was a hit! I got really picky about what i wanted to wear, so i thought, why dont i whip something up. and i did. and it was awesome! my hubby was so proud of me, people complimented me on it before knowing that i made it. i felt great!<br /><br />we will have the gender ultrasound at 19 weeks 4 days, sept. 25th. I AM BEYOND EXCITED! i have a feeling its a girl . . . we'll see how i feel next week!Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-37525257228096440892009-09-04T12:23:00.005-04:002009-09-04T12:40:35.763-04:0016 weeks = 4 months!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitCPWu4ZTiN1XOS9wYCll4kzZrwqaGynbQhT9GnI_EPLhPPYc2_tWcuxcfMmHgUxxdElwIx1yLaF9A9FJfCUnAUAErek3z9WkE7DYgdfmydLAUCyo-ONssmCUlvTl7byuNNT37QeOlZLci/s1600-h/16wk.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitCPWu4ZTiN1XOS9wYCll4kzZrwqaGynbQhT9GnI_EPLhPPYc2_tWcuxcfMmHgUxxdElwIx1yLaF9A9FJfCUnAUAErek3z9WkE7DYgdfmydLAUCyo-ONssmCUlvTl7byuNNT37QeOlZLci/s320/16wk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377649980317708466" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">4 Months!!!</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Yay! A little mile marker! I feel great, i haven't hit that magical 2nd trimester of getting my energy back yet. I'm excited to be eating SUPER healthy again! Ton of veggies, but not craving salmon yet. No biggie. I had my first preggo charlie horse leg cramp last night and it SUCKED! I've gotten them tons before and know to slowly flex my foot, but when you wake up to pain in the middle of the night your body feels frozen and every move feels painful, its scary! mmm, I want an avocado so bad!!!<br /><br />I've been craving fried southern food lately! I was craving country fried steak, and it had to wait 3 days to have it, and it was AMAZING. I want fried chicken, K.FC chicken bowls . . . mmm anything fried. But I'm not indulging one bit! I have one cheat day a week and normally it ends up being one meal - like something fried. It's hard to not eat sweets during the day, but luckily I'm glued to my desk at work and can't have the liberty to go to the store and buy something! I joke that i have a little Paula Deane in my stomach.<br /><br />Speaking of a little Paula Deane vs. a little Paul Deane, I got up the nerve to call my dr. a week before i'm going to see her for the triple screen blood test, to see if she'd let me schedule my ultrasound appointment now, over the phone. I started thinking how i will be 17 weeks when i see her, and i didn't want the appointments to fill up in the next 3 weeks for the gender ultrasound. And hubby works mon-fri - 12 hour shifts the whole week of my 20th week. And heaven forbid if i have to wait until my 21st week to find out the gender! So i called and left the nurse a message, i didnt think she'd call me back, but she did! And i got the exact time and day appointment that i needed . . . . We will find out the gender of this little baby on Sept. 25th at 9am. I CAN'T WAIT!!! And hubby will be there with me! I'm going to make either blue or pink centered cupcakes for work!<br /><br />And I finally came to and am back to being honestly happy with a little boy or girl!<br /></div></div>Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-73910205616415042572009-09-04T12:21:00.002-04:002009-09-04T12:22:44.567-04:0015 Weeks<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9WSltnI4g_TK-2fHilbuuQ6Oc2D4Fb9yCsbrHiqtVUhVC6ZyqJMAwwTNodYTZTzfOhmb6C4sr04NRuxXgos2EKk_EW3om0ACilC9sRtXZuozu_1y1QugJRcC29OBYclpFiZsl9A0Kix3h/s1600-h/15wk.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 189px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9WSltnI4g_TK-2fHilbuuQ6Oc2D4Fb9yCsbrHiqtVUhVC6ZyqJMAwwTNodYTZTzfOhmb6C4sr04NRuxXgos2EKk_EW3om0ACilC9sRtXZuozu_1y1QugJRcC29OBYclpFiZsl9A0Kix3h/s320/15wk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377648428059134514" border="0" /></a>Um, 15 week marker went by. Onto next week!Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-78641109730004619072009-08-19T14:35:00.003-04:002009-08-19T14:44:40.920-04:00Week 14 ***Second Trimester Begins Now***<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX8iG-Pqa5qKucg9AXJx6Pw5uDs4j4PrSqpHI6IedQ4ac-DR1MSG2ePqR3POf6_z7JDvEkTHbSnKuoisrQeQYOtINgDNZyGvH6nQ0tcfN_j7drHS7Ic-GqMDKvJdFfXtv2XRAb9_HhyArC/s1600-h/14wk.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX8iG-Pqa5qKucg9AXJx6Pw5uDs4j4PrSqpHI6IedQ4ac-DR1MSG2ePqR3POf6_z7JDvEkTHbSnKuoisrQeQYOtINgDNZyGvH6nQ0tcfN_j7drHS7Ic-GqMDKvJdFfXtv2XRAb9_HhyArC/s320/14wk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371745815888886290" border="0" /></a><br />Helllllllllllo Second Trimester!!!<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Wow, I'm in the 2nd trimester already! It's going so fast, I don't want it to end, but i want it to hurry up, but not too fast, sleepless nights and poopy diapers can wait. But then hurry up to baby being 3 years old, i love that age!<br /><br />I've noticed that I'm hungrier now . . . i don't like this. I feel like I'm starving but i literally just ate lunch 2 hours ago. I'm able to eat salmon and veggies if they're hidden in food. Last night I ate carrots, cucumber, and garden tomatoes dipped in hummus and it was delightful! My food cravings may or may not be coming in . . . I get a craving for something for about 20 minutes, and then its gone . . . like i can taste it in my mouth . . . but not bad enough to run to the store and buy or make it. Good thing I'm stuck at work from 8:30-5pm. I was wanting fresh chocolate cake, pizza, and lemon drops, but not at the same time.<br /><br />We had our 14 week Dr. appointment last night. I got to meet the Dr. that might deliver the baby, and we got to hear the heartbeat! It was great! It was 145 BPM. I don't believe the old wives tale about it being a boy or girl from the speed of the heart. My friend Erin sent me a doppler, so now that I know where to look for the baby I can try to listen to the heartbeat at home!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia1vXcwVE6wWTvWPKhxV2XshnzxpQbcmL2CdfPhT6rTpoKSFjx00tHv2IvGHDwRchDvKzonLP9NEnB1ktkBenM2GlqLAzB9YIzPq6uPqi8nXdk3K4loKzwGu6OcumOXd9eDqwFxHsdNkBI/s1600-h/Week4-13.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia1vXcwVE6wWTvWPKhxV2XshnzxpQbcmL2CdfPhT6rTpoKSFjx00tHv2IvGHDwRchDvKzonLP9NEnB1ktkBenM2GlqLAzB9YIzPq6uPqi8nXdk3K4loKzwGu6OcumOXd9eDqwFxHsdNkBI/s320/Week4-13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371747568249949538" border="0" /></a>I love having a sister that does photography!!!! I'm going to be a spoiled pregnant lady!!!<br /></div></div>Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-37149367313934846862009-08-12T08:59:00.006-04:002009-08-12T09:10:48.085-04:00Week 13<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghEK96bM7RSXgP7TjFbX-0mjKHtt7eMVQjlEd7_OHcl3CsDeDBSZ6p-tWsTg5_SaYEyXK61aD-lSeqyaOXxbyKwSp19jNX5wxjfibOfLthHKzY5dE8eZE0b58qP-g9B4bMdXCqMWA2URCC/s1600-h/13weeks.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 197px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghEK96bM7RSXgP7TjFbX-0mjKHtt7eMVQjlEd7_OHcl3CsDeDBSZ6p-tWsTg5_SaYEyXK61aD-lSeqyaOXxbyKwSp19jNX5wxjfibOfLthHKzY5dE8eZE0b58qP-g9B4bMdXCqMWA2URCC/s320/13weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369061281696084834" border="0" /></a>One more week until the second trimester!!! The baby is about 3-3.5 inches long now. Its growing so fast!!! I swore i felt the baby move at 12 weeks 4 days, but my sister is convinced that it would be impossible, she also thinks she's the only person to give birth, so if it didnt happen to her, it won't happen to anyone. I'll have to compare the real kicks to what i think i'm feeling now. . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Ie8VSz-X1vhj2dxBvnyzAsPOlqOupfSU2QSzdwN8parDQ2oFnaYBTwVuazFtcPBC49lYQhyphenhyphenyJbnDzp2Seip9IWugRgYdfmHzM9l-YUdr9PSuyQL0AdL60UE86USSHkM6ahPjRxdmHXx-/s1600-h/13weeks2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Ie8VSz-X1vhj2dxBvnyzAsPOlqOupfSU2QSzdwN8parDQ2oFnaYBTwVuazFtcPBC49lYQhyphenhyphenyJbnDzp2Seip9IWugRgYdfmHzM9l-YUdr9PSuyQL0AdL60UE86USSHkM6ahPjRxdmHXx-/s320/13weeks2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369063568471346386" border="0" /></a><br /> I called my insurance to see how much delivery would cost me, they said nothing . . . but then asked if i joined the Future Moms Program and if i did then my $300 hospital in-patient co-pay would be waved, awesome, BUT, you didnt mention that there would be a co-pay, when i asked you how much it will cost, I expect you to tell me every little thing!!! I'll have to call again in a month and be more specific.<br /> The stupid HR lady that represents the east coast office hasn't returned my call or email since last Thursday. I need to know all the details about taking the 12 weeks of unpaid leave. grrrr . . .<br /> Ok, so other than those small things, life is great, i feel good, almost more tired now than before. I've had 2 instances of feeling like a panic attack or passing out was going to happen, I'll have to ask my doctor about that . . . kind of scary. Dr.'s appointment is next Tuesday, we'll get to hear the heartbeat!!!Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-31891060899274912542009-08-10T10:29:00.003-04:002009-08-10T10:40:49.809-04:0012 weeks!!!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ_hk5NemxjX2dinsMSdFBt5zuFACusI0sfUsfUeyMb3Gqmauf8lztRSBEH657KTb3HDCHwKaUDAmaUPit5O8UDHu7TA-Gfetx2H7DvmcYrXTCVludFKMYBwqZisnVk_ftuWyzO_0es6gp/s1600-h/12wk.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 317px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ_hk5NemxjX2dinsMSdFBt5zuFACusI0sfUsfUeyMb3Gqmauf8lztRSBEH657KTb3HDCHwKaUDAmaUPit5O8UDHu7TA-Gfetx2H7DvmcYrXTCVludFKMYBwqZisnVk_ftuWyzO_0es6gp/s320/12wk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368342590711093538" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Woot Woot! 12 weeks!!!</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I'm actually kind of 12.5 weeks now. Time is flying!!! It's crazy to think that after my next dr.s visit the one after I may be finding out the gender of the baby! Granted, it's still 2 months away, I will have gone to the 2 weddings that were on my "What if I'm pregnant" mind when i was TTC. And they're finally here, and I'm actually pregnant for them. I can't wait to buy a snug dress to show off my bump. Last week was amazing, I really loved all the nice comments people left me on f.ace.boo.k. It made it feel more real. I'm going to post some pics on there, and feel bad, i have some infertile friends on there . . . but i can't go around feeling bad about hurting people's feelings my whole pregnancy, i'm not going to hide my kid from them or not talk about them . . . torn.<br /><br />And hey, to all you mom's that say you didn't show until month 5 or 6 months, guess what, you are WRONG!!! Haha, j/k everyone's body is different. I really wanted to show early, maybe my body was warning my that I'd show early, I'm 5' 2.5" tall - I'm showing. In some clothes it looks like chubby fat, in tight shirts it looks more round and bump like. And its more prominent at the end of the day. I'm sure people that don't know me would think i was chunky . . . but its new and its there, and I've only gained 1 pound! Which I'm really surprised about - with not being able to work out as much, and eating a little bit of carb food, i thought the weight would add on fast. I think pregnant women have super fast metabolism's or maybe their bodies are working really hard to grow a baby, anyhow, working out is 5x's as hard for me, I'm hungry a lot, and all i want are carbs. Mac'n'cheese, pancakes, fried chicken. But i'm not craving sweets and i'm glad about that.<br /></div></div>Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-62248710630528039092009-08-05T10:26:00.003-04:002009-08-05T10:34:51.297-04:00Celebratory Cupcakes!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRIBm4hxsikO-BF3-lM3rfmmG7z6CFDGpfFy2tICYOvpI0wQkOukIYu0YyLwp4_ekc0mmgpBW_fmbJiQBCgEZxOV-rccbyN7pe6FkiIZDGMFmeUQUhsFiwdwXpTjS1n0FokmlXs9PDEavk/s1600-h/cupcakes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRIBm4hxsikO-BF3-lM3rfmmG7z6CFDGpfFy2tICYOvpI0wQkOukIYu0YyLwp4_ekc0mmgpBW_fmbJiQBCgEZxOV-rccbyN7pe6FkiIZDGMFmeUQUhsFiwdwXpTjS1n0FokmlXs9PDEavk/s320/cupcakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366486300790668658" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Were a HIT!<br /><div style="text-align: left;">It's true, everyone loves cupcakes! I made a little sign that said "Please enjoy the chocolate covered cherry cupcakes and get fat with me over the next 6 months, surprise, I'm pregnant!" It's been a really great day.<br /></div></div>Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-57903134750237654322009-08-04T15:37:00.003-04:002009-08-04T15:50:37.368-04:00Whew!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIrNMbCzzr_SH5uQBjXOzUQz2WDMpYyJS1ahyMN06FAAfrgETGR91o9-2-Qh5t9TNGsDwQdwgppAHM4aWyNPwVPSUaUVH5r-LTvoiaLx2Una5w1lg-6_kWmaWQeWE-uhUa7djqlCLDdVxo/s1600-h/bigsmile.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIrNMbCzzr_SH5uQBjXOzUQz2WDMpYyJS1ahyMN06FAAfrgETGR91o9-2-Qh5t9TNGsDwQdwgppAHM4aWyNPwVPSUaUVH5r-LTvoiaLx2Una5w1lg-6_kWmaWQeWE-uhUa7djqlCLDdVxo/s320/bigsmile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366195238102270114" border="0" /></a>Ok, so I thought I was going to be telling my boss and the "HR" lady on Wednesday (tomorrow) that I'm pregnant. But my coworker informed me that she overheard that my boss was leaving to go on vacation for a week and a half RIGHT NOW! He wasn't supposed to leave until Friday. So I grabbed the HR lady, Patty, and said, I need to talk with you and Jeff.<br /><br />We went into Jeff's office and closed the door and said I needed to talk to them about something. Jeff's first reaction was, "you're not quitting are you?" He was serious. Hahaha! I said, no, I'm pregnant and will be 12 weeks tomorrow! I firmly told them that I will be coming back after maternity leave and that I’m not quitting and that I wouldn’t be able to pay my bills without this job. Jeff asked if it’s a girl or boy and if I’ll name it Patty or Jeff, what a kidder!<br /><br />Patty asked more sensible questions like morning sickness stuff. I mentioned that I was being as professional as I could since I wasn’t acting like a crazy biotch at work and am almost done with the first trimester, and that I will continue to try to not act crazy. I don’t think they realized that 12 weeks meant that I’d been pregnant for 3 months and that bad symptoms are usually gone by this point . . . or they thought morning sickness lasted longer . . . I told Jeff that I’d been putting my feet on the chair b/c my back hurts and he said he didn’t care.<br /><br />Jeff thought I’d only take 8 weeks of leave but I reminded him that in the handbook it says I can take up to 12 weeks of unpaid leave. Patty confirmed. And then Jeff mentioned the idea of me bringing the Mac to my house and working from home, for a few weeks! I tried to get him to be more specific – like being on leave for 8 weeks and then 4 weeks of working from home, but he said he’d have to work it out with upper bosses on Thursday.<br /><br />I’m so excited!!! I was so nervous! What a relief! I'm going to make cupcakes for everyone else tomorrow with a note saying something like . . . "Please get fat with me over the next 6 months, I'm pregnant." I don't want it to hurt anyone's feelings . . . but cupcakes make everything better!Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-59806244304801106662009-07-30T14:27:00.002-04:002009-07-30T14:32:50.991-04:00Baby Brain<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyQn5NkI9KB31GBMahtXQqeBX8a8xfnhyc9UnmVog5Ord8gLuCm0Iiy6Ru4DNDfHoIw1xaHWTxO2V7qtwz9BAHS2VeT7vKn6twZ8C3FyiLfgXPGSYRX71sbSPtb8gFC2HTk12CyvgSv8cr/s1600-h/babybrain.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyQn5NkI9KB31GBMahtXQqeBX8a8xfnhyc9UnmVog5Ord8gLuCm0Iiy6Ru4DNDfHoIw1xaHWTxO2V7qtwz9BAHS2VeT7vKn6twZ8C3FyiLfgXPGSYRX71sbSPtb8gFC2HTk12CyvgSv8cr/s320/babybrain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364321798138040834" border="0" /></a>Baby Brain Story of the Day:<br /><div style="text-align: left;">Microwaved lunch at work, can't find plastic fork i got out 2 seconds earlier. Microwave dings. Get plate out of microwave, found the fork, I microwaved it with my food.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div>Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-30448204584799363942009-07-30T14:03:00.002-04:002009-07-30T14:14:29.790-04:00I'm starting a new thread of post's tagged as "Pregnancy Side Effects." It will be the good, the bad, the ugly and the scary things that I am experiencing.<br /><ul><li>+ I think my hair is growing faster!<br /></li><li>- Food aversions<br /></li><li>- INSANE mood swings and paranoia and impatience and sarcasm (my 11th week), I fear that I could get fired from work if I one day slip and tell my coworkers what i really think -<br /></li><li>INSANE sleepiness at 2pm, good thing my OB said i can have 2 cups of coffee - I'm am only drinking 1 cup of decaf when i need it<br /></li><li>- Hard to breathe when working out<br /></li><li>+ Awesome random food cravings . . . nothing crazy, just completely random and strong and the food taste so much more enhanced and magical when you eat it!<br /></li><li>- The diahreeha or constipation, oneday I'm good, the next I' backed up.</li><li>- The baby brain!!! It hit me, I am now acting like a dumb blonde, forgetting what I'm doing or forgetting that I just asked something and then ask again.<br /></li></ul>Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-12858208600483751832009-07-29T13:41:00.004-04:002009-07-29T14:10:34.839-04:00Week 11<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs3SEV3SbbIL3-Ofw039DBkpZi6VXyDmlHKYqF-E6aoi3-4MhyphenhyphenrISlun5-G-oeP0LtWIXkWOaHo-C3y36HBfviJb5XhwFWdhGpwJjizcG_X5OtgIUNgF9tkrV_06aIdNPlXWRr1hk9CVzF/s1600-h/11ek.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 243px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs3SEV3SbbIL3-Ofw039DBkpZi6VXyDmlHKYqF-E6aoi3-4MhyphenhyphenrISlun5-G-oeP0LtWIXkWOaHo-C3y36HBfviJb5XhwFWdhGpwJjizcG_X5OtgIUNgF9tkrV_06aIdNPlXWRr1hk9CVzF/s320/11ek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363938839278370434" border="0" /></a><br />Yay! I'm at 11 weeks. Time is moving fast but slow. I guess since I've been looking forward to week 12 so much time has been going by faster . . . my next date to look forward to will be week 20 to find out the gender of the baby, and that will take FOREVER to get there!!! oh well. Apparently the baby can move its arms and like to touch its face, its starting to have feelings in the skin! I wonder what a kick will feel like . . .<br /><br />I still read my friends blogs that I've meet through the infertility ring, and check up on the ladies at WebMD, and my heart goes out to all of them. When i went to WebMD everyday to chat with my 6+months and over group, I used to wonder if the girls who got pregnant lurked us and smiled and gloated at our misfortune . . . I don't, it still makes me sad, and I still feel guilty everytime I write a post about what week I'm on. I just wish infertility wasn't a problem. Or babies should be granted to loving couples or single women who need children.<br /><br />And on a completely different hypocritical side to this is that I will be posting an announcement on my f.ace.bo.ok page next wednesday. Probably my 8 week ultrsound and a wall post of "1+1=3" . . . I know, i'm lame, and yes, i've been thinking about what i will post on FB since the weekend I got pregnant. Just as did when i got engaged and married. I will write my one infertile coworker a card on tuesday for her to take home to read letting her know that I am pregnant and wanted to give her time in private to hear the news, and that work will know the following day. I will google search nice things to say because I'm horrible at writing cards . . . I can't wait to be able to share the news with everyone. And to tell my other stupid coworker how dumb her little sister is for announcing that she was pregnant the day she missed her period, because it's been a lot of fun hearing dumb coworker talk about her dumb sister and how "hormonal" she is (she's in week 6). Gimme a break. And it's a little annoying at how dumb coworker talks about her pregnant sister ALL THE TIME, when she knows that I've been trying for a long time and the infertile coworker is dealing with adoption. Dumb people!!!Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-70059698863777152282009-07-22T13:58:00.003-04:002009-07-22T14:11:39.963-04:0010 weeks!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMArK_yZAJHzXHOfcwDPxu8rrigfCii8nkEg80-T2WIv3MpUTGWaKOhMIYbr4OG8Ng4yUUD8CN493Y2EgvIBlA8MqfxXOXrTucf7KJ3OwXdD23EQzhaJLCYNYvKA7xNFqflRXY7tESDBwB/s1600-h/10weeks.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 110px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMArK_yZAJHzXHOfcwDPxu8rrigfCii8nkEg80-T2WIv3MpUTGWaKOhMIYbr4OG8Ng4yUUD8CN493Y2EgvIBlA8MqfxXOXrTucf7KJ3OwXdD23EQzhaJLCYNYvKA7xNFqflRXY7tESDBwB/s320/10weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361345817162354530" border="0" /></a><br />10 weeks today!!! woooohooo!!! My little baby looks like a mini baby. It's over an inch long, and is growing FINGERNAILS! and toenails!!! Keep it up little baby, hang in there and keep growing strong.<br /><br />I can't tell if my stomach looking bigger is from bloating or weight gain or if its . . . the beginning of a bump!!! I do realize that women who've had babies before like to say they didnt see a bump until 5 months or 6 months . . . but they were not paying attention to their bodies. I feel like I'm getting fat, I see new cellulite on my thighs . . . the baby is doing it . . . i do not care about healthy weight gain. I hope its a girl. I want my bump. I want to make sure everything is going well. I won't have a dr's appointment until Aug. 18, 2 weeks after I announce my pregnancy, that doesnt sound like a smart thing to do . . . but i can't wait till week 14 to announce it - i'll be in my second trimester!!!Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-29847284445476717282009-07-14T12:00:00.004-04:002009-07-14T12:16:15.372-04:00First Dr.'s appointment First Ultrasound<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLb3X1KteqyDbCnseB3HGtQXeq1dZNgVZlNVrMuYscLusn8xDBRcWeGQc94NTQ20rXCwke0WoIMMd1nBaFiOTTe0zRQk_JCWVe-pNr8D6HNPc8OsIDW6D1mcVjgKgqak0uv_p3137F9jQS/s1600-h/9wkScan.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLb3X1KteqyDbCnseB3HGtQXeq1dZNgVZlNVrMuYscLusn8xDBRcWeGQc94NTQ20rXCwke0WoIMMd1nBaFiOTTe0zRQk_JCWVe-pNr8D6HNPc8OsIDW6D1mcVjgKgqak0uv_p3137F9jQS/s320/9wkScan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358346455930623298" border="0" /></a>WHEEEEEEEEEEEEW! What a relief!!! Baby is growing just fine, has a strong heartbeat of 160, and measures at 9 weeks today! One day ahead of schedule. It's pretty blurry, but ultrasounds are pretty non-detailed anyhow. The little round things are arms!!! The thing that looks like an umbilical cord is actual the yolk sac - the baby lives on this until the placenta starts growing.<br /><br />The ultrasound process was not painful, i had heard that a large instrument was inserted into you for the first ultrasound, it was nothing! And no, I'm not large down there. We could see the heart beating on the computer, but it's too small to hear at 9 weeks. She showed us where the blood was circulating too. I guess the baby is right above my pubic bone, no where near my muffin top (fatty waist area). I think I'm starting to gain the ugly 1st Trimester chub. Or maybe its because I'm not running as much - i get out of breath faster and it just seems a lot harder. This is a fact verified by the doctor, i am not insane for thinking running is harder. I'm having a really easy pregnancy so far, I'm very lucky. Just queasiness and food aversions. But I've been feeling great the past couple of days. I have to eat a snack every 3 hours or I'll feel queasy. I wasn't into ground beef for a little bit, but i'm back to my carnivorous self now. The thought of steamed spinach or kale makes me want to gag - i used to eat those at least once a week. The idea of baked salmon also makes me want to gag.<br /><br />We'll be able to announce it to our friends around Aug.5th. My next appointment is Aug. 18, we'll get to hear the heartbeat! And the last week of September i will be 20 weeks and we'll hopefully find out the gender of the baby!Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-34200285317586428372009-07-14T11:43:00.008-04:002010-11-19T09:54:58.911-05:00Bad Blogger Award<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRWCaBG6mouA-knCLnmrzcg4lvzMCr1icY-3JOfAFDlAyKD1otx5zkwWGzcVwMvotb-64rW_srYxusxQmGsmcwbMu_3hXrSBP3q_Ha7N_WNhAQJ_ITM6PtpQvpeo8tSs1c1e7KTefHlOE6/s1600-h/8wk.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 110px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRWCaBG6mouA-knCLnmrzcg4lvzMCr1icY-3JOfAFDlAyKD1otx5zkwWGzcVwMvotb-64rW_srYxusxQmGsmcwbMu_3hXrSBP3q_Ha7N_WNhAQJ_ITM6PtpQvpeo8tSs1c1e7KTefHlOE6/s320/8wk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358342647219382898" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">8 Weeks</span><br /></div>I've been a bad blogger. I apologize. I've been anxiously awaiting my first Dr.'s appointment and trying to not stress about having the first ultrasound. I am 8 weeks and 6 days today! The baby is a little larger than a cherry!<br /><br />Let me back up, for the 4th of July me and hubby had our first ever vacation!!! We went to Chincoteague Island, off of the Eastern Shore in VA. It was the most magical vacation ever. We kayaked to see the wild ponies on Assateague:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdCsL-bu_Ucu3qCD4j3cAcUM_iXx1zQ1oXUed6NuEnaVMguvg14c9f54ui6vVe1sVqs3ReoY943SCeXEyFIv8Cb2Dt7SF5Meqyav-BtzIQuxJq-stwYdufZab76qDIffp0QDRMp6XQ9mz6/s1600-h/P1060550.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdCsL-bu_Ucu3qCD4j3cAcUM_iXx1zQ1oXUed6NuEnaVMguvg14c9f54ui6vVe1sVqs3ReoY943SCeXEyFIv8Cb2Dt7SF5Meqyav-BtzIQuxJq-stwYdufZab76qDIffp0QDRMp6XQ9mz6/s320/P1060550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358343600980332290" border="0" /></a>We rode bikes to Assategue to bike around the Island on all the different wildlife trails:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"> Anyhow, we went to the Fireman's Carnival every night, played 25 cent BINGO, i watched Hubby eat a fried oyster sandwich, a fried clam sandwich, and a deep fried soft shell crab sandwich. I was having a queasy day. I was handling the active stuff pretty well, i would take naps at the motel around 3pm everyday for an hour or so, but it wasn't like a crazy exhaustion, it could've easily been confused with being in the sun and getting a good workout! But the most amazing part of the trip was the fireworks! We waited in line for the ferris wheel for 1 hour and thought we'd get turned away when the fireworks started, but no, we rode the ferris wheel and watched the whole fireworks show!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBStrTrefoDa864gVH3-9dxJXV7kxBfUo6TBgcZ4HttAFW81tWc1lI0z6gvqEgmIFsoRgVMabLCpGeDnYkOAWTa0yyQlcbruLhODSRDh6GBKRfY5jkGX8Km6g0ozFrBt2AVFTO0b7NFWd8/s1600-h/P1060688.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 279px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBStrTrefoDa864gVH3-9dxJXV7kxBfUo6TBgcZ4HttAFW81tWc1lI0z6gvqEgmIFsoRgVMabLCpGeDnYkOAWTa0yyQlcbruLhODSRDh6GBKRfY5jkGX8Km6g0ozFrBt2AVFTO0b7NFWd8/s320/P1060688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358344753812398690" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNezcUezwZoG6BMaRk26Fq_19MUNeIjRNG3zjxK_UPhdJh21cavEBsU3dCsWt_DoobHby9IEj2BvyfthwU1didwsWwUTs7LGsOrpfTYtSSmWzz6PpB3gE-FMtuSAV9KLDLQ0q_G_ryAPeS/s1600-h/P1060701.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNezcUezwZoG6BMaRk26Fq_19MUNeIjRNG3zjxK_UPhdJh21cavEBsU3dCsWt_DoobHby9IEj2BvyfthwU1didwsWwUTs7LGsOrpfTYtSSmWzz6PpB3gE-FMtuSAV9KLDLQ0q_G_ryAPeS/s320/P1060701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358344849336361922" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">MAGICAL!!!</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I kept joking Hubby if he was going to propose to me. It was an amazing little vacation. It definitely made time go by faster, made me appreciate and love Hubby so much more, made me enjoy doing things at my own free will, and i can't wait to share new vavcation memories with our children one day.<br /><br /></div></div><br /></div>Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-81115748381086739992009-06-24T08:57:00.003-04:002009-06-24T09:04:45.819-04:006 Weeks!<a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKXAcz25trjp8gYBJT4npw6dsUd9miBw6izxj27lgundvQO08Dnd2D_zYcS5bGr5-qshTnsDXPwziwE2FszAvOG-P2l5Uwo5AfL_2blOWFAMqJd3vdKiZdtyk7OJOpK-bLmoPf1SnYnHaJ/s1600-h/6weeks.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKXAcz25trjp8gYBJT4npw6dsUd9miBw6izxj27lgundvQO08Dnd2D_zYcS5bGr5-qshTnsDXPwziwE2FszAvOG-P2l5Uwo5AfL_2blOWFAMqJd3vdKiZdtyk7OJOpK-bLmoPf1SnYnHaJ/s320/6weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350877639747214626" border="0" /></a>I'm 6 weeks today! My baby is the size of a lentil bean!!! I'm starting to feel more nausea and queeziness. Lucky Hubby has had this week off work and has been making my breakfast and packing my lunch. When he goes back to work on Monday i hope i don't start throwing up in the morning.<br />One of my friends had her going away dinner last night - we went to a sushi place and i devoured my fried shrimp roll and eel roll. They accidentally put an extra avocado roll on my plate and i was very thankful for that since i was really hungry (dinner was at 8pm). MMMmmm... I'm glad to be able to eat some sort of sushi. Today me and Hubby are having a cheat day and I've been craving a double cheeseburger from Wendy's. I wouldnt say my cravings are big just like normal ones but maybe a touch more vivid. i don't know!<br /><br />I'm excited to be going to Chincoteague next weekend for the 4th of July! I hope its not too hot or buggy. Planning is very helpful, it makes the days go by faster. I love how my pregnancy weeks start on Wednesdays, that makes the weeks go by so much quicker - i have wed. and frid. to look forward to, the weekends go by fast, and then mond. and tues. drag on.Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-65214930745014946462009-06-22T09:37:00.003-04:002009-06-22T10:00:08.041-04:00queesy nauesea yuckPositive outlook - I'm glad that pregnancy symptoms are showing . . . I feel sick. last friday/saturday i felt queesy, not great, not good, not horrible. Similar to not knowing if you were really really hungry nausea or nervous giddy stomach feelings. This morning i got my first wave of nausea looking in the fridge figuring out what i'd eat for lunch. I got the watery saliva, the achey shoulders, and the "do i run to the bathroom?" so i shut the fridge door and walked to the bathroom to do my hair for work. I felt like i had a hangover. I still feel funny and lethargic. And i'm being paranoid about smells. I don't feel like working at all.<br /><br />I got to announce my pregnancy to my family on Sunday. It was sooooooo good! I have 3 older sisters and 1 younger brother (i'm the youngest girl). My brother is in Iraq for his second time, boooo. One of my sisters was in Georgia, one sis lives here and the other one came down from Northern VA for fathers day. So, we all go over to my oldest sisters house for father's day fun, and i brought my card that i made for my dad. We're hanging out and i encourage my nieces and nephew to get on the ball and finish up their cards for their dad and my dad. Well, low and behold my brother calls from Iraq to wish my dad a happy father's day. So i scramble to get the cards together and say "hey dad! why don't you read the cards out loud to Jacob on the phone!" and then i made my mom come stand by the phone and everyone else gather around. My dad picks up my card:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCUze2VGZTI3LwwmAweVg0QVe7rHvrU4lGf_bQS8J4q6G1fJbBOcUYR4T6c7WwS3DmTH-Ck1GeA2YEvMmHf0h793znBf_yUpJHCGcOIniyfmrpu_-H9uN_GGK2PFIrwGGWH82bdZRAXDbj/s1600-h/fdaycard.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCUze2VGZTI3LwwmAweVg0QVe7rHvrU4lGf_bQS8J4q6G1fJbBOcUYR4T6c7WwS3DmTH-Ck1GeA2YEvMmHf0h793znBf_yUpJHCGcOIniyfmrpu_-H9uN_GGK2PFIrwGGWH82bdZRAXDbj/s320/fdaycard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350149751441969458" border="0" /></a>and for some reason my inside photo didnt save . . . anyhow, it was a card "from the baby" telling my parents how much me and Hubby needed them to be healthy and heard how good of grandparents they are, and how excited it was to meet them in 8 months it was signed grandbaby #4. It wasnt until the last line that they realized i was pregnant! It was great! Everyone was excited and happy and i even cried a little. My mom was pretty happy and said "my baby girls going to have a baby!" and when i went home she called me mama. It was so cute and nice. I'm so glad i got to tell them! I apologized to my sister for having to lie to her about how my first fertility appointment went! We called my sister in Georgia and re-enacted the card reading and she cried on the phone too! it was perfect!Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-26604393871876549322009-06-17T08:52:00.003-04:002009-06-17T09:18:39.624-04:00hurry up!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNFdlzrvBpfbGFijIeQEUWikVLeO-GADlhyphenhyphen1-x5kAYUtuH5rMuF5wRj_DvuDlFue_WmH5DgMQJ5UEFrVxLbokXc2YTDR8L-v6p-q9pX8Ref6YoR8-j67iLfPknQGzdrQTH8S_EZGRsGR4j/s1600-h/5wk.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNFdlzrvBpfbGFijIeQEUWikVLeO-GADlhyphenhyphen1-x5kAYUtuH5rMuF5wRj_DvuDlFue_WmH5DgMQJ5UEFrVxLbokXc2YTDR8L-v6p-q9pX8Ref6YoR8-j67iLfPknQGzdrQTH8S_EZGRsGR4j/s320/5wk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348279925710051378" border="0" /></a>Just like with TTC you are waiting each day to either ovulate or your temp to rise or get AF. Well, when you get KU you are waiting and maybe waiting harder every day to get to the next important week. I wish I could have found out at week 6 and not 4.5 . . . week 6 would bring me so much closer to week 8... safer zones.<br /><br />My little sesame seed baby is growing into the shape of a tadpole right now! Tadpoles look an awful lot like sperm . . . weird. Full circle. So if i have any symptoms they'd be:<br /><ul><li>very thirsty</li><li>diareeha</li><li>slight cramps</li></ul>Other than that, nothing! I wonder if my gas is a pregnancy symptom, and my slight nausea . . . but I hesitate to say I feel symptoms and it not be real pregnancy symptoms.<br /><br />Hubby changed the cat litter last night!!!! I'm sooooo excited about him doing that for the next 9 months. And I'm proud of him for doing it and not making one complaining peep about it to me. I offered to do with gloves on it until our first visit but he said he'd rather be safe than sorry! (I brought the cats into the relationship, he loves them but does not like them at times).<br /><br />I keep hearing about women on WebMD having miscarriages at 8 and 9 weeks. It scares me. When we first started TTC I had a feeling we'd either get KU right away, or it would take a long time. And I have a feeling that my little sesame tadpole is going to make it to 9 months. I hate having to wonder if it will go smooth and hate holding back from getting too excited about being KU. I don't want to feel like a big dummy if my seseame seed doesn't make it. And it makes me wonder if I'm really going to have to wait to week 12 to tell friends... When i tell my friends I'll also have to tell coworkers since they're all on F.ace.book. We still havent decided when we're going to tell family.<br /><br />I'm excited to tell my dad and sisters and brother, my mom has already said that my sisters 3 kids are enough grandchildren for her. Um, hello, mom? You had 5 kids . . . there's going to be more grandkids. She got mad at my sister when she had her 3rd one. Ugh!!! Debbie downer!!! They didnt know that me and Hubby have been trying for the past 11 months. And my parents aren't the traditional parents that help with buying baby stuff and they don't get involved with planning weddings or showers. Hubby's parents will be sooooo excited, I can't wait to see their reaction. They were asking us before we were married at the 3 year mark to have kids. I hope they help us by some of the bigger baby stuff . . . not planning on it though. They better not think that they'll be having the kid stay overnight with them . . . the live 30-40 mins. away and have 6 cats and a dog and their house isnt the cleanest . . .I've already told Hubby that the only people in the hospital room will be me and him . . .Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1391276105359127960.post-18125042936133523932009-06-15T09:06:00.003-04:002009-06-15T09:39:30.108-04:00so far . . .<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdt5YTXo-5AwHQs7IUBVbWEaT0MNaiseGMPQIHwvperOkaPHX_Y8mf6iOIE1P1rs4OWzemEMaXsz1PGo_sbBqn9FwJfO6yIn2eDXZKNhGNAGN2dOQjXzva4DP240nwS9UV_MliJDYh3IQ7/s1600-h/star14.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdt5YTXo-5AwHQs7IUBVbWEaT0MNaiseGMPQIHwvperOkaPHX_Y8mf6iOIE1P1rs4OWzemEMaXsz1PGo_sbBqn9FwJfO6yIn2eDXZKNhGNAGN2dOQjXzva4DP240nwS9UV_MliJDYh3IQ7/s320/star14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347546742859827314" border="0" /></a>so good . . . it's been 4 days since we found out I was pregnant. I still haven't seen Hubby yet because he's been on a fishing trip. But I'll see him today when I get home from work. I set up a cheezy little display on the kitchen counter for him to be greeted with when he comes in. I had bought a cute crocheted baby blanket months ago and set my Pregnancy Week by Week book on it with, along with 2 vintage Mom and Dad mugs that had been hidden in my closet for the past 9 months, waiting for this day, a baby outfit i bought that says "mommy and daddy loves me" - grammer error, no, because i embroidered the words "and daddy" on it, and a pregnancy stick that says "pregnant." I'll get a pic later . . .<br /><br />I don't have any symptoms that I can confirm . . . It's probably too soon to really have symptoms. My brain wants to tell me that I'm hungry all the time (but it's just me wanting to pig out), i may be feeling a little nauseous, but not enough to really know . . . and i've had a canker sore in my mouth for the past 8 days or so . . . I've been really thirsty and kind of have a weird taste in my mouth. So far so good . . . except for the sadness or guilt even for the ladies i know who have been trying to get pregnant for longer than me. I feel sad that i got my lucky day and they haven't. But i also feel really happy, like a huge weight has been lifted off me, i can be me again ... I just wish TTC was not the way it was. It sucks, and I'm really sorry.Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06349359468734989157noreply@blogger.com0