Knocked Up Week 10-11

Whoa dude, time is flying! Here's what was going on the past two weeks:

How far along: 10-11 wks

Total weight change: None

Maternity clothes: No, but my bella band is still my BFF.  I still have pants that I can fit and zip, but I don't want to strangle the poor baby.

Stretch Marks: No

Movement: Got to see a hiccup!-see below for details

Sleep: Getting better. I'm suffering from allergies for the first time, and can't breath at night.  I've tried a humidifier and Vick's, but all I really seem to be able to do is sit around miserable. I've woken up several times to find snot running out of my nose like a faucet. FUN!

Best Moment This Week: Getting to hear and see our Little One! Week 10 flew by because I spent the majority of that time anxious for out appointment with the Midwives on 03/28. I went to the mall the Sunday before the appointment, and spent some quiet time reflecting on everything. This appt was a big deal since 9 weeks is when all of the structures are in place for the baby, after that everything else is really just growth. With that being said, 9 weeks is the last time that most developmental abnormalities could cause a loss.  That's a big deal! I was 11w to the day when we went in, and I was ready to find out that the baby had made it past that 9w crucial phase just fine. 
          I was so nervous that my blood pressure was through the roof, they ended up checking it twice, but it didn't budge. The midwife came in, and asked some questions I don't remember because I was waiting to get to the part where she would whip out the doppler for us to hear the heartbeat.  FINALLY she gets it out, and lets us know that we may not hear it immediatly, and not to be conscerned if it takes her a little while to find it. Well, 3 MINUTES LATER (I know this becuase we recorded it), she gives up and calls for the ultrasound machine :(. Part of me was totally ok with this since I wanted to see the baby anyway. After she called for the machine, she said "Let's keep trying until it gets here", and of course the second she touches it to my belly, the hearbeat comes through loud and clear! She asks if we want the ultrasound still and I yell "Heck yes!", lol. We got to see LO...laying there...The heart was beating nice and strong but I guess s/he was sleep cause they were just chillin.  She pushed on my belly a few times to jostle him/her, but they just persisted with their napping. We did get to see him/her hiccup a few times, they were the most precious hiccups I've ever seen!
        It was a great appointment, and the Midwife says everything looks great, baby is doing well, my weight is just fine, and at 150 bpm the heartrate was right on track.
       Oh and did I mention DOUBLE DIGITS!! Whoohoo!

Belly Button In or Out: In

Cravings/Aversions: This baby is going to be born with a Sombrero...

Symptoms: Still back pain. It hurts to lay on my back, and it takes me forever to turn over to get off of it.  Also, the girls are not happy lately.  They ache and are SO sensitive right now. My friend EW remarked that they are the size of basketballs, thanks friend.... Lol.

What I'm Looking Forward To: Continuing to grow and change. I plan on telling work this week too, so that should be fun! Oh, and my GRANDPARENTS! They're going to be thrilled.  This baby is going to make for a fabulous Thanksgiving!

Things I Wish I Would Have Known: I wish I would've known that pregnancy could make you more susceptible to crap like allergies. I also wish I would have known that time was going to fly this quickly. It seems like we have so long to go, yet looking back on how far we've been, its flying by!

Knocked Up Week 8-9

Now that I've been KU for 9 weeks, lets see what's poppin:

How far along: 8-9wks

Total weight change: None

Maternity clothes: Still none. I went shopping at Macy's this past weekend but only tried on. Heidi Klum makes some adorable stuff that I think I will definatly be investing in!

Stretch Marks: No

Movement: Too early

Sleep: Things are a little out of control right now. I had about 2-3 days in a row where I woke up to go to the potty and ending up staying awake for hours. Not a cool feeling, especially when the alarm goes off.

Best Moment This Week: TELLING OUR FAMILY! Sugarbeet's mom was going out of town this weekend, and we weren't sure if we were going to see her on Sunday (our usual family night), so we went ahead and told her. I played the video we made and she watched it and freaked out the way any good mother would! It was great. Then that Sunday, we went to the park and met up with Sugarbeet's sister and brother in law. He led the prayer and then made the announcement. Everyone was super happy, and told us "about time"..Lol. It's wonderful not having this such a secret, and knowing that we have family praying for us to have continued health. I also enjoyed going maternity clothes shopping, spending some alone time with the baby on Saturday while we ran errands, and hanging out with Patrice and all of her babies!

Belly Button In or Out: In
Cravings/Aversions: Still in love with mexican food. Particulary beef tacos with corn tortillas. Can't get enough of them.
Symptoms: Lots of back pain lately. I think I'm going to have pretty bad nerve pain throughout this pregnancy. Its started already, so I can't imagine it will do anything but get worse.

What I'm Looking Forward To: Getting to tell more people! I think that I've popped already, but maybe I'm just being self-conscience. No one else can seem to see what I see, but I really do think that there is a difference!

Things I Wish I Would Have Known: I wish I would have known that heartburn was real. I also wish I would have known that water would cause it...lol.

Knocked Up Questionnaire Week 7

So, how did week 7 of being KU go?

How far along: 7w

Total weight change: hmmm 2 or 3 lbs up?

Maternity clothes: Not yet. Bella Band has been my BFF, although we're technically frienemies since the darn thing rides up all the time! The issue isn't with my casual wear, it's all of my slacks that I wear for work. The band is great since work pants are normally those little slider/clip things and not buttons. I have two pairs of work slacks that are still going strong, but I have to unbutton when I sit at my desk :(. 

Stretch Marks: No

Movement: Too early

Sleep: Sleep was a major issue at 6 weeks, I never felt comfortable.  This week was much better, I didn't wake up as much, or maybe even at all, to use the bathroom in the middle of the night...wait, yes I did... Anywho, besides waking up feeling like I got hit by a train, sleep has been much better!

Best Moment This Week: I got to see a heartbeat!!! There was a little gummy bear in there with a heartbeat of 132 bpm.  More importantly, I got to hear a hearbeat, something that I never, ever, EVER could have dreamed of being real for me, not in a million years. Its still hard to believe that this is real, that it was MY baby I saw and heard on the screen. So surreal.

Belly Button In or Out: Still in... how do you answer this question if you have an outtie to begin with?

Cravings/Aversions: Aversions? Food, All of it. The sound of every food ever has been completely unappealing. I get SO hungry, think that something sounds good, and before I can get my wallet out, it sounds terrible again. I even lost the lust for my BFF, chocolate. Cruelty at it's best.   Cravings?  I ate a BLT for the first time in recorded history this week. Oh, and MEXICAN food!!!! Enchiladas, tacos, tortas, fajitas, all of it. Love love love the idea of mexican all the time. Except for when the aversions are in full swing that is!

Symptoms: I've been pretty green. I feel like the nausea dominates the first half of my day. Around 12 or so it lets up thankfully, and also I've had no vomiting, so I'm extremly thankful for that! I've had heartburn for the first time in my life, and have had some other wonderful pregnancy related gastrointestinal issues...leaving it at that. Lol.

What I'm Looking Forward To: Telling our family. 
 
Things I Wish I Would Have Known: I wish I would have realized sooner how swift this would all go. I know what you're thinking, I'm not even 2 months! But despite the day to day drag, things are moving right along, and I have to try to wrap my mind around this quicker than anticipated. There is so much that I want to do creatively, and trying to cram it in to less than 7 months will be a challenge.
I have such an issue with fear and I think that is causing the time shift. I don't want anything to go wrong, and that VERY real fear that something could go wrong has left me drained of emotion. To want something so badly, and get it, to just have it ripped away, is a pain that (luckily) few people experience. I don't want that to happen to me, but in the process of protecting myself, I'm excluding my baby. I'm pregnant, and despite any fears I may have, I am so, so, so very in love with this baby. So, I guess it's time that I walk the walk if I'm going to talk the talk.

How did I get here?!

It is the day before I'm 17 weeks (if you ask the midwives I am 17 weeks today) and I've decided that it is finally time I sat down and wrote, err typed, what happened 13 1/2 weeks ago:

     I was smack dab in the middle of the 2WW, a time where most people are pulling out their hair in anticipation while analyzing, over anlayzing, and re-analyzing every twinge, ache, pain, hiccup, burp, potty break, and skin anomaly. My 2ww left me hoping for it to be over, not to test, but to have a fresh cycle to start with and move forward. 
     I felt nothing this cycle. No tender boobs, no cramps, not implantation spotting, no tiredness, no increased urination, NOTHING. I just new that this was not my time, and that I would have to regroup for the next cycle; at some point I even stopped taking my vitamins too, I'm telling you, I just new this wasn't it!
     Previous to all of this, I got a test date from Fertility Friend of Feb 8, 2011. This date was a ray of hope since it is one of my BFF's birthdays. When this date popped up I saw it as good juju, and it elated me...initially. As the days ticked on, and I felt nothing, I resigned myself to not testing till 14dpo (versus starting at 12), and really just waiting on AF.
     Weeeell, there was a little hiccup in the plan. On Sunday Feb 6 (Super Bowl Sunday), Sugarbeet decided he needed a haircut. I took him to the mall where he gets it done, and got to thinking after I dropped him off. You see, I like to test in private, I don't want SB to have any idea what's going on because I like to have that the to myself to digest and process the results, whatever they may be. I realized that there would be no other time for me to get a test without him knowing by Tuesday, so I decided to run out to the store while he was getting his ears raised. I picked up a 2 pack of FRERs and hid them in my enormous purse for later.
     Meanwhile, I start having terrible cramps, so bad I think I ended up taking something for them.  Those cramps combined with the fact that I had a big temp dip that morning left me pretty resolute that I would be on to the next cycle before Tuesday... Fast forward to later that afternoon at home, I'm laying on the couch by myself since SB is next door playing video games with our baller neighbor.  I sit there and I lay there, and I sit back up, and I change the stations on the tv and I pet my dog, and I try and I try and I try to distract my self, but those doggon sticks are CALLING MY NAME. What was I thinking? How did I believe for a second that I would have the self control to not use them once I had them in my possession.  I shuffle around for a little while longer, but finally I give in.


Positive. Super positive. Positive before the control line develops. Positive before the liquid moves all the way across the test screen.

Whoa.

What up homeboys!

Hmmm. Once again ignoring any hiatus that has occured, lets just into weekend plans:

Friday
Work :(
Meeting up with Patty and heading out to Rodeo to see JANET
Cocktails!!!

Saturday
Taking Coco and Mimi to the park (I'm dog sitting my MIL's dog this weekend, and she is a handful and a half. Must take her out to get rid of some of that energy)
Going to a couple of different half-priced books
Possibly going to Micheals'
???

Sunday
Going to church
Eating
Resting
Returning that dog....

Things that I'm scared of as well

When I was about 20 or 21 years old I was driving home from work around 12:45 am and this jerkface loser decided that he too wanted to be driving home, only he wanted to be driving home from drinking tons and instead of actually making it home he wanted to slam into me going the wrong way on a one way street. Luckily, I was in a lightweight pick up truck, and jerky mcjerkface was in a Jetta, so the (delightful sounding but not what you think) t-bone totaled the truck, and not me. It was my second car accident in 2 years, and I had only been driving for like 3 years at the time, so I was pretty rattled.

Also, I've never been a careful driver. I'm like not interested in paying attention to the road, obeying speed limits, or any other laws of the road for that matter. You see, I drive a 1998 Plymouth Breeze that bff neighbor has affectionatly coined "The Deathtrap". Why so you ask? Well, only 3 of my doors work, and of those 3, only one is fully functional. Thanks to said door situation, bff neighbor has had to come bust me out of my car because I couldn't get out. I only get AM radio reception and no one can explain why, the driver side door leaks in the rain, a mysterious stain has begun to appear on the back driver's side floorboard (obviously the tell-tale sign of someone having slowly bled out back there) my paseenger mirror has decided that it wants to make it out in the world on its own and has begun to cleave itself from the door; I duct taped it back, but I think it really does have its mind made up to leave as it is now even more hangy than it was before. The kicker is that up until last year the thing had no climate control, so when I went places, I needed to get there PDQ less I die from exposure; heat exhaustion and hypothermia were a constant and real threat for the past 4 years. All of this is what led to my complete unwillingness to put up with "laws" trying to tell how fast to drive, in what lane, which direction, ect., because I had to get where I had to get, and in a hurry if I didn't want to perish before I got there.

These two factors (the reckless driving of others and the reckless driving of myself), have led me to have a fear that I don't think is entirely unfounded:



I'm convinced that I will die in a horrible Micheal Bay inspired car crash and that I won't die in it immediatly, but will most likely have to suffer for sometime before blacking out to the vision of my jawbone sitting on my lap (that really happened btw. Some lady was in a car accident where her jaw got ripped off. She then did what eveyone reasonalble person would do if that happened to them, went on Oprah) . Here is another VERY accurate depiction of what I see in store for me EVERY time I get on the freeway. *warning, this one is gory*



And the scary part is that this DID happen here in Houston earlier this year. This woman was driving  when a load of pipes came undone from an 18 wheeler and crushed her car, it's not clear if this accident was due to her being a woman driver, but its still crazy. It sucks casuse as if I'm not crazy enough as it is, the universe needed to be like "Look! Do you see?! This crap does happen, and not only does it happen, it's going to happen to you...tomorrow...Sucker".  The universe is pretty mean sometimes. Sad face.

Some people may being saying, "Really? What are the odds of that happening?"  The odds of clones ruining my highway commute? Immenent. The odds of massive logs ruining my highway commute? Insanely probable, like as in I'm surprised it hasn't happened yet. Listen, car accidents happen all day everyday; people are stupid and cars are heavy so once you do the math, you see that we come out in the red. And hot, fiery, mangled death doesn't even take multiple cars any more! I mean  HELLO, Toyota's were killing their owners left and right just a few months ago. Who thinks when they get into their car that its going to kill them; unless you drive Christine or possibly Herby, I bet the thought has never crossed your mind, and yet it happens.

In the end, I have to drive to work everday so it's not like I have much of an option for preventing my death by Micheal Bay inspired car accident. And besides, the movies I've seen about public transportation don't make it look like a much better option anyway.

Things I'm scared of (things of which I'm scared if you are a grammar jerk)

I refuse to mention how long it's been since I updated so don't even go looking for it to happen.
I am a fearful person. I think about death and how I'm going to die pretty much constantly, I think it's in my Dino DNA. I can't help picturing all the horrendous things that could happen to me on a daily basis; I can't help but wonder if it's what's kept me alive for so long...So, I've decided to chronicle them here. Why not expose my pathos to daylight and let everyone on the interwebs know how kookoo crazy I am.
Here's the first in what I promise is a long, never-ending, slightly disturbing list of ways I'm convinced I'm gonna die:

 
 
 
 
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I'm convinced that a homeless person is going to push me in front of a bus while I wait at the crosswalk for the light to change. I know that this will happen because: a.There are buses downtown, b. There are homeless people downtown, and c. I walk downtown. If you've ever seen a homeless person, you might be thinking, "Oh, she's crazy, they aren't so bad", but that's because you've never seen a downtown homeless person. This is a different species of homeless person, a breed set apart to ruin lives and murder people via Houston Metro.

Lemme explain by pointing out a few examples. I've had a homeless person pee on the sidewalk in front of me while looking at. WHILE LOOKING AT ME. I've had a homeless person jump in front of me while walking to impede my further movement forward and I nearly slammed into him, which he thought was simply delightful. I've had a homeless person punch me in my arm on lightrail cause I was obviously some six headed monster out to eat his brains while we were traveling light speed through the intestines of the giant worm we were riding in (in which we were riding grammar jerk). You see, these ain't yo stand on the corner and beg for stuff with a sign kind of homeless people. These are "I have no idea what planet I'm on, but what I do know is that all these aliens around me must die cause this is kill or be killed up in this piece" kinda homeless.

Now that you are armed with a clearer vision of what I'm talking about, you can understand why it's inevitable that one will launch me into the street some day just as Metro is driving through a light. I actually don't think the guy to do it will be crazy. I imagine him to be real malicious and angry, and probably just curious. And here I am, standing there with my clean teeth and hair, and something about me strikes him as something he hates, maybe my silver ballet flats, and that's when he decides this girl must DIE. He will then non-chalantly walk up behind me, wait until the timing is juuust right, and shove me hard and fast in the back just in time to tumble me head first into an oncoming Metro bus. Satisfied with his handy work he will them shamble away, content with having ridden the world of those aweful silver shoes.