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Friday, October 24, 2008
Thought provoking
I got this in an email from an Obama Mama... not 100% accurate, but it does make you think about racism and how it's affecting this race.
Obama/Biden vs McCain/Palin
What if things were switched around?.....
Think about it.
Would the country's collective point of view be different?
Could racism be the culprit?
Ponder the following:
What if the Obamas had paraded five children across the stage, including a three month old infant and an unwed, pregnant teenage daughter?
What if John McCain was a former president of the Harvard Law Review?
What if Barack Obama finished fifth from the bottom of his graduating class?
What if McCain had only married once, and Obama was a divorcee?
What if Obama was the candidate who left his first wife after a severe disfiguring car accident, when she no longer measured up to his standards?
What if Obama had met his second wife in a bar and had a long affair while he was still married?
What if Michelle Obama was the wife who not only became addicted to pain killers but also acquired them illegally through her charitable organization?
What if Cindy McCain graduated from Harvard?
What if Obama had been a member of the Keating Five?(The Keating Five were five United States Senators accused of corruption in 1989, igniting a major political scandal as part of the larger Savings and Loan crisis of the late 1980s and early 1990s.)
What if McCain was a charismatic, eloquent speaker?
What if Obama couldn't read from a teleprompter?
What if Obama was the one who had military experience that included discipline problems and a record of crashing seven planes?
What if Obama was the one who was known to display publicly, on many occasions, a serious anger management problem?
What if Michelle Obama's family had made their money from beer distribution?
What if the Obamas had adopted a white child?
You could easily add to this list. If these questions reflected reality, do you really believe the election numbers would be as close as they are?
This is what racism does. It covers up, rationalizes and minimizes positive qualities in one candidate and emphasizes negative qualities in another when there is a color difference.
Educational Background:
Barack Obama:
Columbia University - B.A. Political Science with a Specialization in
International Relations.
Harvard - Juris Doctor (J.D.) Magna Cum Laude
Joseph Biden:
University of Delaware - B.A. in History and B.A. in Political Science.
Syracuse University College of Law - Juris Doctor (J.D.)
vs.
John McCain:
United States Naval Academy - Class rank: 894 of 899
Sarah Palin:
Hawaii Pacific University - 1 semester
North Idaho College - 2 semesters - general study
University of Idaho - 2 semesters -journalism
Matanuska-Susitna College - 1 semester
University of Idaho - 3 semesters - B.A. in Journalism
***
I also got something from a ward member ... She's quite the Republican and sends me stuff frequently. I have not told her I am not Republican. (I'm Independent, in case you were wondering). I don't agree that "from the look of the polls, the Christians aren't voting Christian values." The LDS Church has said you can be a faithful member in good standing, regardless of which political party you belong to. Being LDS (i.e., a Christian), I'm glad the Church has said so. lol. So, although I don't necessarily agree with her in politics or the message that because Democrats seem to be winning this election, Christians are forgetting the Lord and we're all going to hell, or the insinuation that "the polls" say the Bible is going to cease to be the basis of the laws governing our land when "the polls" say that Barack Obama, A CHRISTIAN, is ahead. I do believe in the strength of the power of prayer. I'm only posting it because it is also thought provoking in a different way.
2 Chronicles 7:14
People all across the United States praying for our nation for 1 minute
at the same time every day….
ONE MINUTE EACH NIGHT....
This is the scariest election we as Christians have ever faced. From the
looks of the polls, the Christians aren't voting Christian values. We all
need to be on our knees. Do you believe we can take God at His word? Call
upon His name, then stand back and watch His wonders to behold. His
scripture gives us, as Christians, ownership of this land and the ability
to call upon God to heal it. I challenge you to do so. We have never been
more desperate than now for God to heal our land.
2 Chronicles 7:14 :
If my people, which are called by my name shall humble themselves, and
pray, and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear
from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.
During WWII, there was an advisor to Churchill who organized a group of
people who dropped what they were doing every night at a prescribed hour
for one minute to collectively pray for the safety of England , its people
and peace. This had an amazing effect as bomb ing stopped.
There is now a group of people organizing the same thing here in America .
The United States of America and our citizens need prayer more than ever!
If you would like to participate: each evening at 9:00 PM Eastern Time,
8:00 PM Central, 7:00 PM Mountain, 6:00 PM Pacific, stop whatever you are
doing and spend one minute praying for the safety of the United States,
our troops, our citizens, for peace in the world, for wisdom and courage
for our leaders, the up-coming election, and that the Bible will remain
the basis for the laws governing our land and that Christianity will grow
in the U.S.
If you know anyone who would like to participate, please pass this along.
Someone said if people really understood the full extent of the power we
have available through prayer, we might be speechless. Our prayers are the
most powerful asset we have.
Thank You
I got this in an email from an Obama Mama... not 100% accurate, but it does make you think about racism and how it's affecting this race.
Obama/Biden vs McCain/Palin
What if things were switched around?.....
Think about it.
Would the country's collective point of view be different?
Could racism be the culprit?
Ponder the following:
What if the Obamas had paraded five children across the stage, including a three month old infant and an unwed, pregnant teenage daughter?
What if John McCain was a former president of the Harvard Law Review?
What if Barack Obama finished fifth from the bottom of his graduating class?
What if McCain had only married once, and Obama was a divorcee?
What if Obama was the candidate who left his first wife after a severe disfiguring car accident, when she no longer measured up to his standards?
What if Obama had met his second wife in a bar and had a long affair while he was still married?
What if Michelle Obama was the wife who not only became addicted to pain killers but also acquired them illegally through her charitable organization?
What if Cindy McCain graduated from Harvard?
What if Obama had been a member of the Keating Five?(The Keating Five were five United States Senators accused of corruption in 1989, igniting a major political scandal as part of the larger Savings and Loan crisis of the late 1980s and early 1990s.)
What if McCain was a charismatic, eloquent speaker?
What if Obama couldn't read from a teleprompter?
What if Obama was the one who had military experience that included discipline problems and a record of crashing seven planes?
What if Obama was the one who was known to display publicly, on many occasions, a serious anger management problem?
What if Michelle Obama's family had made their money from beer distribution?
What if the Obamas had adopted a white child?
You could easily add to this list. If these questions reflected reality, do you really believe the election numbers would be as close as they are?
This is what racism does. It covers up, rationalizes and minimizes positive qualities in one candidate and emphasizes negative qualities in another when there is a color difference.
Educational Background:
Barack Obama:
Columbia University - B.A. Political Science with a Specialization in
International Relations.
Harvard - Juris Doctor (J.D.) Magna Cum Laude
Joseph Biden:
University of Delaware - B.A. in History and B.A. in Political Science.
Syracuse University College of Law - Juris Doctor (J.D.)
vs.
John McCain:
United States Naval Academy - Class rank: 894 of 899
Sarah Palin:
Hawaii Pacific University - 1 semester
North Idaho College - 2 semesters - general study
University of Idaho - 2 semesters -journalism
Matanuska-Susitna College - 1 semester
University of Idaho - 3 semesters - B.A. in Journalism
***
I also got something from a ward member ... She's quite the Republican and sends me stuff frequently. I have not told her I am not Republican. (I'm Independent, in case you were wondering). I don't agree that "from the look of the polls, the Christians aren't voting Christian values." The LDS Church has said you can be a faithful member in good standing, regardless of which political party you belong to. Being LDS (i.e., a Christian), I'm glad the Church has said so. lol. So, although I don't necessarily agree with her in politics or the message that because Democrats seem to be winning this election, Christians are forgetting the Lord and we're all going to hell, or the insinuation that "the polls" say the Bible is going to cease to be the basis of the laws governing our land when "the polls" say that Barack Obama, A CHRISTIAN, is ahead. I do believe in the strength of the power of prayer. I'm only posting it because it is also thought provoking in a different way.
2 Chronicles 7:14
People all across the United States praying for our nation for 1 minute
at the same time every day….
ONE MINUTE EACH NIGHT....
This is the scariest election we as Christians have ever faced. From the
looks of the polls, the Christians aren't voting Christian values. We all
need to be on our knees. Do you believe we can take God at His word? Call
upon His name, then stand back and watch His wonders to behold. His
scripture gives us, as Christians, ownership of this land and the ability
to call upon God to heal it. I challenge you to do so. We have never been
more desperate than now for God to heal our land.
2 Chronicles 7:14 :
If my people, which are called by my name shall humble themselves, and
pray, and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear
from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.
During WWII, there was an advisor to Churchill who organized a group of
people who dropped what they were doing every night at a prescribed hour
for one minute to collectively pray for the safety of England , its people
and peace. This had an amazing effect as bomb ing stopped.
There is now a group of people organizing the same thing here in America .
The United States of America and our citizens need prayer more than ever!
If you would like to participate: each evening at 9:00 PM Eastern Time,
8:00 PM Central, 7:00 PM Mountain, 6:00 PM Pacific, stop whatever you are
doing and spend one minute praying for the safety of the United States,
our troops, our citizens, for peace in the world, for wisdom and courage
for our leaders, the up-coming election, and that the Bible will remain
the basis for the laws governing our land and that Christianity will grow
in the U.S.
If you know anyone who would like to participate, please pass this along.
Someone said if people really understood the full extent of the power we
have available through prayer, we might be speechless. Our prayers are the
most powerful asset we have.
Thank You
Thursday, October 23, 2008
So when I went back to the hospickle the next day, I was in labor but didn't know it, and had the baby around 2 a.m. on 7/18. He was fine, weighed 7 pounds 11 ounces at 36 weeks' gestation (premie). Life got busy and all when he ended up back in the hospital for high bili levels and failure to thrive. Turns out he wasn't latching well and had a poor suck, so my milk took its time coming in, and we had to supplement with formula.
Here it is though, 3 months later, and he weighs 14 pounds. He's so much fun, smiling and laughing and cooing and talking, and just a joy to have in our home. Kiddo adores her baby brother and asks all the time if she can help with him -- except she doesn't want to change dirty diapers. She's been a huge help though, learning to cook and do laundry and lots of other chorse around the house. She makes dinner about once a week. It used to be more, but now that Mojo and I are into the swing of things and he has a fairly consistent routine, it's easier.
We've all been sick with colds, so that hasn't been so fun... but we're getting better.
Hubby increased his hours a LOT after the baby got here. It helps to know the bills are being paid and I don't have to stress about working a zillion hours while trying to care for our infant son. We're doing just fine now and are grateful for all of the Lord's blessings.
The picture was taken over this last weekend. It's now my wallpaper on the laptop hubby insisted we buy so that I can work wherever the baby is (like those nights when he doesn't want me to leave his side, I can still work in bed with him). I wear him in a wrap a lot during the day, but nights have been hard.
Anyway. I need to find some lunch and have a nap.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
I don't update this nearly as often as I should ... but ...
At my OB appt this afternoon, my BP sky rocketed. And I was dilated almost to a 4. I've been having contractions, but nothing super painful, so I wasn't too worried. But they sent me to L&D to have my BP observed for an hour or so, and it did drop down to a more comfortable level. I have to do a 24-hour urine collection and go back tomorrow for more checks, and if everything is okay, they'll send me home with a followup for Monday. If everything is okay Monday, they'll be inducing me Thursday, which is the 37-week mark.
In the meantime, I'm on stricter bedrest -- no cooking, no cleaning, no nothing, but they did say I could work as long as it wasn't stressful. I said not having the bills paid would be more stressful than working. lol.
Hubby made sure I heard the instructions and told me I had to behave, and that he would deal with moving the rooms around for the baby. I'm not allowed.
Since the family baby shower is Monday night, I told him I'd go but sit on my butt and not move (unless I have to pee) and we'll be buying Munchkin's birthday cake and things for her party Wednesday.
This is all assuming these contractions don't do more and I end up having him this weekend anyway. Wahoo.
Better go to bed for a nap before hubby freaks out. ;)
At my OB appt this afternoon, my BP sky rocketed. And I was dilated almost to a 4. I've been having contractions, but nothing super painful, so I wasn't too worried. But they sent me to L&D to have my BP observed for an hour or so, and it did drop down to a more comfortable level. I have to do a 24-hour urine collection and go back tomorrow for more checks, and if everything is okay, they'll send me home with a followup for Monday. If everything is okay Monday, they'll be inducing me Thursday, which is the 37-week mark.
In the meantime, I'm on stricter bedrest -- no cooking, no cleaning, no nothing, but they did say I could work as long as it wasn't stressful. I said not having the bills paid would be more stressful than working. lol.
Hubby made sure I heard the instructions and told me I had to behave, and that he would deal with moving the rooms around for the baby. I'm not allowed.
Since the family baby shower is Monday night, I told him I'd go but sit on my butt and not move (unless I have to pee) and we'll be buying Munchkin's birthday cake and things for her party Wednesday.
This is all assuming these contractions don't do more and I end up having him this weekend anyway. Wahoo.
Better go to bed for a nap before hubby freaks out. ;)
Monday, May 26, 2008
I realize the quality is not the best. I hadn't realized how huge I have gotten until I caught a glimpse of myself in a store window last week.
*sigh*
He kicks my ribs and punches my bladder simultaneously, or opposite sides of my belly, or whatever. He is going to be a big baby. Which is fine by me, just ... wow. Took a bath last night and watched my belly rolling around while he flipped from side to side. He shoves his knees or butt against the left side of my abdomen, near my ribs. He did this so much Saturday, he triggered contractions for the rest of the night. It was kind of scary. But they eventually did stop, and they weren't regular or anything, just intense. So ... I just kept telling him it was too early and he needed to stay put. Obviously, he did.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Baby Stuff!
Oh my gosh ... I tried to get a car seat in the stores a few weeks ago and just got frustrated and upset. The one I wanted online (which said they had it in stores) is not really in stores here.
So, I just ordered the darn thing online ... along with a pack 'n' play, stroller, and a high chair, all matching zoo themed sort of stuff, so it's gender neutral and can be used if hubby decides we want another baby. (tongue in cheek; he's said he doesn't know if he can handle me pregnant again. bwahahaha).
I feel better now. We have some clothes for him and the car seat will be here in a week or two, so we can actually bring him home at least ... lol.
The best part is that because I ordered it all at once (and spent so much ... *sigh*), I ended up with free shipping. $50 saved. Wahoooo!!!
Oh my gosh ... I tried to get a car seat in the stores a few weeks ago and just got frustrated and upset. The one I wanted online (which said they had it in stores) is not really in stores here.
So, I just ordered the darn thing online ... along with a pack 'n' play, stroller, and a high chair, all matching zoo themed sort of stuff, so it's gender neutral and can be used if hubby decides we want another baby. (tongue in cheek; he's said he doesn't know if he can handle me pregnant again. bwahahaha).
I feel better now. We have some clothes for him and the car seat will be here in a week or two, so we can actually bring him home at least ... lol.
The best part is that because I ordered it all at once (and spent so much ... *sigh*), I ended up with free shipping. $50 saved. Wahoooo!!!
Saturday, April 12, 2008
KICKING!!!
Baby has been kicking a LOT harder this week. Hubby was trying to feel it this morning, but his hands were numb after work (6 hours holding a power wash hose will do that to ya), so he couldn't. Baby started kicking again just now, so I had kiddo come in the office and she felt it! She's so excited.
I just wish hubby had felt him first, but owell. *sigh*
It's so different from my pregnancy with kiddo -- she barely moved, only to poke or head butt my bladder. This baby is a lot more active. I saw my belly move the first time last night from his wiggles; he wasn't even kicking, just moving around. And then I was laying on my side, reading a labor and delivery book, and he was pushing against the bed, just stretching. I never felt any of this with kiddo. So weird. It's like being a first-time mom again.
Baby has been kicking a LOT harder this week. Hubby was trying to feel it this morning, but his hands were numb after work (6 hours holding a power wash hose will do that to ya), so he couldn't. Baby started kicking again just now, so I had kiddo come in the office and she felt it! She's so excited.
I just wish hubby had felt him first, but owell. *sigh*
It's so different from my pregnancy with kiddo -- she barely moved, only to poke or head butt my bladder. This baby is a lot more active. I saw my belly move the first time last night from his wiggles; he wasn't even kicking, just moving around. And then I was laying on my side, reading a labor and delivery book, and he was pushing against the bed, just stretching. I never felt any of this with kiddo. So weird. It's like being a first-time mom again.
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
I'm 22 weeks tomorrow. I realize this picture is blurry, but it's a cell phone like normal and for some reason I couldn't hold still.
I was desperate for a haircut today and stopped at Great Clips. I don't have a stylist I like, so once in a while I'll pay the 12 bucks to them and get a trim ... but ... 6 inches is a bit more than a trim. And it looked WAY better before I ran a zillion errands in the wind that plagues us today ...
Friday, April 04, 2008
ULTRASOUND!!!
It's a boy!!! We're very excited. Hubby is just thrilled to bits and said watching him move around and seeing everything on the ultrasound was worth having to stay awake for. He's never seen an ultrasound before. Kiddo said she was secretly hoping for a boy, but didn't want to tell before. She was thrilled we'd checked her out of school for it. lol.
It was a very good experience, and I keep catching hubby looking at the pictures of his son and getting all gooey. hehehehe.
It's a boy!!! We're very excited. Hubby is just thrilled to bits and said watching him move around and seeing everything on the ultrasound was worth having to stay awake for. He's never seen an ultrasound before. Kiddo said she was secretly hoping for a boy, but didn't want to tell before. She was thrilled we'd checked her out of school for it. lol.
It was a very good experience, and I keep catching hubby looking at the pictures of his son and getting all gooey. hehehehe.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Yay! Heart is beating strong and steady -- Dr. Cutie got the cutest grin on his face when he found the heartbeat. He had to look for a minute -- my flab and baby hiding. But it was there, strong, loud.
We scheduled the big ultrasound for 4/4. Kiddo wants to come, and we may just check her out of school for it.
We scheduled the big ultrasound for 4/4. Kiddo wants to come, and we may just check her out of school for it.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Friday, March 07, 2008
Still Very Sick
Actually, it seems like round two of this bug ... hubby felt better for a couple of days, went to work Monday, then they sent him home Tuesday because he was so flippin' sick. He started feeling better yesterday, but this morning is feeling pretty bad off again.
I'd been feeling better early in the week, and then it hit me like a ton of bricks yesterday. I think I got about 6 hours of sleep last night between about 9 and 6:30 this morning. I was up every couple of hours, honking, sneezing, blowing, coughing, choking on crap ... I think I've produced my body weight in mucus. (okay, probably not).
At any rate, we've been very good about keeping me hydrated and trying to control the fever ... It's really hard though. Hubby just keeps pumping me full of "tea" (hot water, lime juice, and honey) and Tylenol.
Still, baby is moving and saying hi. So I guess he/she is doing fine in there, even with my stomach muscles hurting so bad at times from all the coughing and blowing.
Actually, it seems like round two of this bug ... hubby felt better for a couple of days, went to work Monday, then they sent him home Tuesday because he was so flippin' sick. He started feeling better yesterday, but this morning is feeling pretty bad off again.
I'd been feeling better early in the week, and then it hit me like a ton of bricks yesterday. I think I got about 6 hours of sleep last night between about 9 and 6:30 this morning. I was up every couple of hours, honking, sneezing, blowing, coughing, choking on crap ... I think I've produced my body weight in mucus. (okay, probably not).
At any rate, we've been very good about keeping me hydrated and trying to control the fever ... It's really hard though. Hubby just keeps pumping me full of "tea" (hot water, lime juice, and honey) and Tylenol.
Still, baby is moving and saying hi. So I guess he/she is doing fine in there, even with my stomach muscles hurting so bad at times from all the coughing and blowing.
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
BABY WIGGLED AGAIN.
Just so you know. It's fine. It kicked me this morning when I accidentally squished it, and then ran laps for a few minutes.
I seriously thought I was in labor yesterday morning with cramping and pain. It lessened after about an hour and I could pinpoint it to my right flank -- it's still there but dull ... and comes now about 30 minutes before I have to go potty. The flu thing sucks anyway, but getting it and then having other bowel issues after you are feeling better, the pain involved ... Makes you really freak out when you're pregnant.
Just so you know. It's fine. It kicked me this morning when I accidentally squished it, and then ran laps for a few minutes.
I seriously thought I was in labor yesterday morning with cramping and pain. It lessened after about an hour and I could pinpoint it to my right flank -- it's still there but dull ... and comes now about 30 minutes before I have to go potty. The flu thing sucks anyway, but getting it and then having other bowel issues after you are feeling better, the pain involved ... Makes you really freak out when you're pregnant.
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Not much on the pregnancy front. Dealing with the flu, sick hubby, hyper kid, and trying to work two jobs (until I give notice ... at the old job). So I'm tired a lot but doing okay. Wondering if baby is feeling the flu too since it hasn't been as wiggly. Owell.
Gotta get kiddo to school and bills mailed. Mwah.
Gotta get kiddo to school and bills mailed. Mwah.
Monday, February 25, 2008
What do vibrators, Robert DeNiro, video games, pastries, and homicidal robots have in common?
NOTHING. Except they were all featured prominently in my dreams last night.
Recurring dream: Hubby was playing video games and told me I'd worn him out and to use a vibe. So I had a vibrator in my pants throughout my dreams randomly. And whenever this dream occurred, I couldn't get it to turn off, nor could I remove it from my pants.
WEIRD dream: Robert DeNiro was a cop who wanted to be a pastry chef. Only he wanted to make the perfect pastry, not a mediocre substitution. So he became a robot, programmed to make the perfect pastry ... and try and take over the world. I of course discovered his perfidious pastry power-tripping plot, and his right hand robot decided to try and kill me.
In recent weeks, I've had very vivid dreams of being a spy, undercover agent, protecting small children and preventing people from blowing me up.
I can explain the vibe dream: I read an article a week or two ago about a guy who wore one in his pants in an airport and got through security. With it ON. I thought it was hilarious, but never thought I'd DREAM about something similar.
As for the DeNiro dream, my current favorite movie is StarDust and I've watched it a few times since Valentine's Day. If you haven't seen it, go watch it. The right hand robot looked, oddly enough, like his first mate.
The spy/agent dreams, I cannot explain. My all-time favorite TV show is ALIAS, which I have on DVD, but finished the series a while ago (october-ish???) and haven't turned it back on since (although I probably will now). So I can't figure out why that is playing so prominently in my dream.
I did have a rather amusing dream about trying to play competitive volleyball ... but my right arm wouldn't work right. I couldn't serve, spike, or bump ... it just would NOT cooperate. I woke up with a dead right arm ... and laughed and laughed.
The really wild thing is that hubby comes in the bedroom every morning about the same time, and in my half-awake state I tell him all about my dreams ... and he spends about 30 minutes laughing at me. I'm sure I'm having such crazy dreams because of the pregnancy though. At least, that's what I tell myself to make myself go to sleep at night.
NOTHING. Except they were all featured prominently in my dreams last night.
Recurring dream: Hubby was playing video games and told me I'd worn him out and to use a vibe. So I had a vibrator in my pants throughout my dreams randomly. And whenever this dream occurred, I couldn't get it to turn off, nor could I remove it from my pants.
WEIRD dream: Robert DeNiro was a cop who wanted to be a pastry chef. Only he wanted to make the perfect pastry, not a mediocre substitution. So he became a robot, programmed to make the perfect pastry ... and try and take over the world. I of course discovered his perfidious pastry power-tripping plot, and his right hand robot decided to try and kill me.
In recent weeks, I've had very vivid dreams of being a spy, undercover agent, protecting small children and preventing people from blowing me up.
I can explain the vibe dream: I read an article a week or two ago about a guy who wore one in his pants in an airport and got through security. With it ON. I thought it was hilarious, but never thought I'd DREAM about something similar.
As for the DeNiro dream, my current favorite movie is StarDust and I've watched it a few times since Valentine's Day. If you haven't seen it, go watch it. The right hand robot looked, oddly enough, like his first mate.
The spy/agent dreams, I cannot explain. My all-time favorite TV show is ALIAS, which I have on DVD, but finished the series a while ago (october-ish???) and haven't turned it back on since (although I probably will now). So I can't figure out why that is playing so prominently in my dream.
I did have a rather amusing dream about trying to play competitive volleyball ... but my right arm wouldn't work right. I couldn't serve, spike, or bump ... it just would NOT cooperate. I woke up with a dead right arm ... and laughed and laughed.
The really wild thing is that hubby comes in the bedroom every morning about the same time, and in my half-awake state I tell him all about my dreams ... and he spends about 30 minutes laughing at me. I'm sure I'm having such crazy dreams because of the pregnancy though. At least, that's what I tell myself to make myself go to sleep at night.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
A FOURTH ultrasound
Yep. You heard me. He just wanted to check dates and make sure there was only one baby in there, especially since I'm feeling all this movement.
Yeah.
Still one baby.
Bigger than two weeks ago. We could see the little sutures in the skull, which is now forming.
It's still measuring on dates, but if I get gestational diabetes again, they'll induce me up to a week early.
Next visit is just a regular OB visit in four weeks.
Four weeks after that, we get to find out if we're having pink or blue. Oh, and if all the internal organs and brain are developing correctly.
Two weeks after that, I get to do a three-hour torture test. Ha. Diabetes test. He said everything looked good.
And said sex is okay, even if I spot up to 24 hours afterward.
WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Yep. You heard me. He just wanted to check dates and make sure there was only one baby in there, especially since I'm feeling all this movement.
Yeah.
Still one baby.
Bigger than two weeks ago. We could see the little sutures in the skull, which is now forming.
It's still measuring on dates, but if I get gestational diabetes again, they'll induce me up to a week early.
Next visit is just a regular OB visit in four weeks.
Four weeks after that, we get to find out if we're having pink or blue. Oh, and if all the internal organs and brain are developing correctly.
Two weeks after that, I get to do a three-hour torture test. Ha. Diabetes test. He said everything looked good.
And said sex is okay, even if I spot up to 24 hours afterward.
WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Political Joke -- HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!
This was originally about Hillary Clinton. But I much prefer this version.
One sunny day in 2009, an old man approached the White House from across Pennsylvania Avenue , where he'd been sitting on a park bench.
He spoke to the Marine standing guard and said, 'I would like to go in and meet with President George W. Bush.'
The Marine replied, 'Sir, Mr. Bush is no longer the President and doesn't reside here.'
The old man said, 'Okay,' and walked away.
The following day, the same man approached the White House and said to the same Marine, 'I would like to go in and meet with President George W. Bush'.
The Marine again told the man, 'Sir, as I said yesterday, Mr. Bush is no longer the President and doesn't reside here.'
The man thanked him and again walked away . . .
The third day, the same man approached the White House and spoke to the very same Marine, saying 'I would like to go in and meet with President George W. Bush.'
The Marine, understandably agitated at this point, looked at the man and said, 'Sir, this is the third day in a row you have been here asking to speak to Mr. Bush. I've told you already several times that Mr. Bush is no longer the President and doesn't reside here. Don't you understand?'
The old man answered, 'Oh, I understand you fine, I just love hearing your answer!'
The Marine snapped to attention, saluted and said 'See you tomorrow, sir.'
This was originally about Hillary Clinton. But I much prefer this version.
One sunny day in 2009, an old man approached the White House from across Pennsylvania Avenue , where he'd been sitting on a park bench.
He spoke to the Marine standing guard and said, 'I would like to go in and meet with President George W. Bush.'
The Marine replied, 'Sir, Mr. Bush is no longer the President and doesn't reside here.'
The old man said, 'Okay,' and walked away.
The following day, the same man approached the White House and said to the same Marine, 'I would like to go in and meet with President George W. Bush'.
The Marine again told the man, 'Sir, as I said yesterday, Mr. Bush is no longer the President and doesn't reside here.'
The man thanked him and again walked away . . .
The third day, the same man approached the White House and spoke to the very same Marine, saying 'I would like to go in and meet with President George W. Bush.'
The Marine, understandably agitated at this point, looked at the man and said, 'Sir, this is the third day in a row you have been here asking to speak to Mr. Bush. I've told you already several times that Mr. Bush is no longer the President and doesn't reside here. Don't you understand?'
The old man answered, 'Oh, I understand you fine, I just love hearing your answer!'
The Marine snapped to attention, saluted and said 'See you tomorrow, sir.'
Friday, February 08, 2008
I swallowed a watermelon.
Okay, not really. I *want* a watermelon, but am not willing to pay through the nose for a crappy tiny watermelon in the winter. I will wait for summer. (hopefully).
Really though, I did eat a huge dinner last night and a huge breakfast. I'm still nauseated a lot, so I eat when I can and the rest of the time, I just don't. I do take my Phenergan, but I'm still incredibly nauseated every afternoon and evening. It's okay; I'll get through it. When I weighed myself yesterday morning, I had only gained two pounds, which I am quite happy with. I'm 13 weeks and 1 day pregnant in this picture.
The baby is quite wiggly. I've been feeling it for a few weeks but doubted it at first. But it's not debatable anymore. It is WIGGLING. It kicks me if I snuggle to close to hubby or kiddo, and it hates getting squished in clothes (hence being in maternity all the time now). It does not want me to lie on my tummy or my side so much, since I tend to roll to the front. It is more wiggly than Munchkin ever was ... which is worrisome since she is an incredibly active child.
So the other day (this may be a TMI paragraph ...), I was only leaking out one side. I told hubby and he hasn't touched me since, but that could just be stress and not related to leakage at all. At any rate, we had some "quality time" this morning. And now both are leaking. hahahahaha ... Oy.
Okay, not really. I *want* a watermelon, but am not willing to pay through the nose for a crappy tiny watermelon in the winter. I will wait for summer. (hopefully).
Really though, I did eat a huge dinner last night and a huge breakfast. I'm still nauseated a lot, so I eat when I can and the rest of the time, I just don't. I do take my Phenergan, but I'm still incredibly nauseated every afternoon and evening. It's okay; I'll get through it. When I weighed myself yesterday morning, I had only gained two pounds, which I am quite happy with. I'm 13 weeks and 1 day pregnant in this picture.
The baby is quite wiggly. I've been feeling it for a few weeks but doubted it at first. But it's not debatable anymore. It is WIGGLING. It kicks me if I snuggle to close to hubby or kiddo, and it hates getting squished in clothes (hence being in maternity all the time now). It does not want me to lie on my tummy or my side so much, since I tend to roll to the front. It is more wiggly than Munchkin ever was ... which is worrisome since she is an incredibly active child.
So the other day (this may be a TMI paragraph ...), I was only leaking out one side. I told hubby and he hasn't touched me since, but that could just be stress and not related to leakage at all. At any rate, we had some "quality time" this morning. And now both are leaking. hahahahaha ... Oy.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
I'm LEAKING. (TMI)
I went to get ready for bed and noticed something shiny on my nipple. In the dim light, it looked like glitter. Wiped it off. It came back.
I HAVE COLOSTRUM. Even with Munchkin, it didn't start for a couple more weeks.
Just get me stock in nursing pads ... I'll be needing them shortly.
I went to get ready for bed and noticed something shiny on my nipple. In the dim light, it looked like glitter. Wiped it off. It came back.
I HAVE COLOSTRUM. Even with Munchkin, it didn't start for a couple more weeks.
Just get me stock in nursing pads ... I'll be needing them shortly.
Friday, February 01, 2008
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Headaches
So, I had 3 migraines last week, probably triggered by the pregnancy hormones. I had Auntie Voodoo do a treatment on Saturday night and was headache free after a couple of hours. Until today.
This morning, it started as a dull ache in the back of my skull and escalated over several hours, even having another treatment. I ended up sleeping it off for a couple of hours after I cried and made hubby and kidlet slave over me (lol). Got up feeling 100% better.
Then I had some mint chocolate chip ice cream. Headache returned within 5 minutes just as bad as it was before I slept.
I realized today's headache wasn't preceded by any visual auras or disturbance, whereas my usual migraines are. I was eating chocolate just before it started, too, and when I had a bit more later (been craving it since last night), the headache intensified.
I think I'm sensitive to chocolate now -- at least while pregnant. I'm not going to have chocolate again for a good long while, if ever. I'm in too much pain. Owell, it'll help me not get fatter during the pregnancy, right?
So, I had 3 migraines last week, probably triggered by the pregnancy hormones. I had Auntie Voodoo do a treatment on Saturday night and was headache free after a couple of hours. Until today.
This morning, it started as a dull ache in the back of my skull and escalated over several hours, even having another treatment. I ended up sleeping it off for a couple of hours after I cried and made hubby and kidlet slave over me (lol). Got up feeling 100% better.
Then I had some mint chocolate chip ice cream. Headache returned within 5 minutes just as bad as it was before I slept.
I realized today's headache wasn't preceded by any visual auras or disturbance, whereas my usual migraines are. I was eating chocolate just before it started, too, and when I had a bit more later (been craving it since last night), the headache intensified.
I think I'm sensitive to chocolate now -- at least while pregnant. I'm not going to have chocolate again for a good long while, if ever. I'm in too much pain. Owell, it'll help me not get fatter during the pregnancy, right?
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
UPDATE
All is well. Baby's heart is beating, it is wiggling like mad, and when I told the doctor I could feel it, he said it was entirely possible even if it's early. I cried as soon as we saw the heartbeat. I feel a lot better, even though I'm still spotty and crampy a bit ... I decided as long as I can feel Chuck wiggling (my co-workers call it that), I'm not going to worry about it. Even if I'm spotting.
All is well. Baby's heart is beating, it is wiggling like mad, and when I told the doctor I could feel it, he said it was entirely possible even if it's early. I cried as soon as we saw the heartbeat. I feel a lot better, even though I'm still spotty and crampy a bit ... I decided as long as I can feel Chuck wiggling (my co-workers call it that), I'm not going to worry about it. Even if I'm spotting.
WHAT is the POINT of a MIDWIFE? (RANT)
My spotting was still going yesterday, so I called the midwife's office yesterday. Twice. Left messages both times. I never did hear from them. The spotting slowed down a lot, looks like the last day of my period this morning, but I have had a bit of cramping. I called again this morning and told the receptionist what was going on and that they hadn't called me back yesterday. She got the nurses on the phone. The nurses said they never got my messages (BS) yesterday and then informed me that my MIDWIFE is no longer delivering BABIES and told me to go to the ER and then come in next week and see the OB. I'm just a bit pissed off. Because the OB she works with wouldn't discuss whether or not intercourse was safe for me (he got embarrassed when I brought it up!!!), I'm changing doctor's offices. I called an OB/GYN I'd seen about 10 or 11 years ago for an early miscarriage and he and his partners have delivered several of my nieces and nephews. I was crying of course, because this is REALLY stressful and when you're pregnant you want to cry all the time anyway. They've worked me in for an ultrasound this afternoon. I'll be changing my care to their office. I just really liked my midwife and am frustrated and upset that at my first visit with her, she told me she would deliver my baby, and now this. That wasn't that long ago, y'know?
I'll post later about the ultrasound.
My spotting was still going yesterday, so I called the midwife's office yesterday. Twice. Left messages both times. I never did hear from them. The spotting slowed down a lot, looks like the last day of my period this morning, but I have had a bit of cramping. I called again this morning and told the receptionist what was going on and that they hadn't called me back yesterday. She got the nurses on the phone. The nurses said they never got my messages (BS) yesterday and then informed me that my MIDWIFE is no longer delivering BABIES and told me to go to the ER and then come in next week and see the OB. I'm just a bit pissed off. Because the OB she works with wouldn't discuss whether or not intercourse was safe for me (he got embarrassed when I brought it up!!!), I'm changing doctor's offices. I called an OB/GYN I'd seen about 10 or 11 years ago for an early miscarriage and he and his partners have delivered several of my nieces and nephews. I was crying of course, because this is REALLY stressful and when you're pregnant you want to cry all the time anyway. They've worked me in for an ultrasound this afternoon. I'll be changing my care to their office. I just really liked my midwife and am frustrated and upset that at my first visit with her, she told me she would deliver my baby, and now this. That wasn't that long ago, y'know?
I'll post later about the ultrasound.
Monday, January 28, 2008
More spotting.
Yep. Not good. It's slowed down, but is still stressing me out.
My migraine is back to some extent, although I'm taking some homeopathics and drinking more water and electrolytes, which are all supposed to help. The Tylenol helps some (might go take some), but I am not comfortable taking much Excedrin (tension headache -- just tylenol and caffeine, no aspirin, but it's a LOT of caffeine). I'm not supposed to get shots. Wondering though if the caffeine is contributing to the spotting.
I'm going to have to call Auntie Voodoo again for another craniosacral myofascial release because she did one Saturday night and I had a decent day yesterday without a headache (first time in a week). She already said she'd do another one tomorrow though ... maybe I'll just wait.
Yep. Not good. It's slowed down, but is still stressing me out.
My migraine is back to some extent, although I'm taking some homeopathics and drinking more water and electrolytes, which are all supposed to help. The Tylenol helps some (might go take some), but I am not comfortable taking much Excedrin (tension headache -- just tylenol and caffeine, no aspirin, but it's a LOT of caffeine). I'm not supposed to get shots. Wondering though if the caffeine is contributing to the spotting.
I'm going to have to call Auntie Voodoo again for another craniosacral myofascial release because she did one Saturday night and I had a decent day yesterday without a headache (first time in a week). She already said she'd do another one tomorrow though ... maybe I'll just wait.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
SOB FEST
Geeze -- i'm an emotional boob today, cried on DH for a while. he's doing okay, but I've been really stressed because he didn't start his pills today and he NEEDS them. He thought I was mad he was losing weight and I told him no, that I'm glad he wants to get healthier again. *sigh* Got a whole bunch off my chest. Then hung out with Kidlet. She started crying, asked what was wrong ... she's worried she won't get alone time with mommy after the baby comes because I'm always working now and will have to give all the attention to the baby. I told her I would try and be better about making sure I spend more time with her, too, and that she can always tell me when she's feeling lonely. THEN she says, "But I won't want to take time away from the baby!" Sweet kid, she just stresses a lot. Gosh, she might be related to me. I think she's feeling better -- talked about how she's been my buddy for 9 years now, since I started feeling her wiggling inside me, and that I'd be lost without her. She started crying and said, "That's good to hear. You're very close to me." She's very close to me, too.
I know having this baby is the right thing and we will have lots of blessings, not just the baby itself, but our love as a family will grow, and we'll be closer. But when she's so upset, even though she's wanted a sibling since she was TWO, I start doubting a bit. She's been an only child her whole life and the last two years have had huge changes for her -- my heart surgery, getting a daddy and a sister, losing the sister, having a visit with the sister and realizing she doesn't like her so much (she loves her, they just had a hard time over the summer), then daddy having a hard time with his meds ...
I just wonder if I'm doing a good job as her mom since she's so stressed out that I won't love her as much or make time for her when the baby comes. *sob* She's my baby!! How can I NOT love her? I'll even love her when she's a teenager and gives me more gray hair!!! She's a good girl and I know we'll all be okay, but in some ways, this seems harder on her than when she thought I was going to DIE because of my heart: I'll still be here and she's worried I won't love her. At least if I had died, she'd always have known I loved her. *sigh* I have to be more conscientious about where I'm spending my time now -- work when I'm supposed to be working so I can earn the money we need right now, play when I'm supposed to be playing, sleep when I'm supposed to be sleeping, and make sure I'm taking care of her and hubby and the baby.
Geeze -- i'm an emotional boob today, cried on DH for a while. he's doing okay, but I've been really stressed because he didn't start his pills today and he NEEDS them. He thought I was mad he was losing weight and I told him no, that I'm glad he wants to get healthier again. *sigh* Got a whole bunch off my chest. Then hung out with Kidlet. She started crying, asked what was wrong ... she's worried she won't get alone time with mommy after the baby comes because I'm always working now and will have to give all the attention to the baby. I told her I would try and be better about making sure I spend more time with her, too, and that she can always tell me when she's feeling lonely. THEN she says, "But I won't want to take time away from the baby!" Sweet kid, she just stresses a lot. Gosh, she might be related to me. I think she's feeling better -- talked about how she's been my buddy for 9 years now, since I started feeling her wiggling inside me, and that I'd be lost without her. She started crying and said, "That's good to hear. You're very close to me." She's very close to me, too.
I know having this baby is the right thing and we will have lots of blessings, not just the baby itself, but our love as a family will grow, and we'll be closer. But when she's so upset, even though she's wanted a sibling since she was TWO, I start doubting a bit. She's been an only child her whole life and the last two years have had huge changes for her -- my heart surgery, getting a daddy and a sister, losing the sister, having a visit with the sister and realizing she doesn't like her so much (she loves her, they just had a hard time over the summer), then daddy having a hard time with his meds ...
I just wonder if I'm doing a good job as her mom since she's so stressed out that I won't love her as much or make time for her when the baby comes. *sob* She's my baby!! How can I NOT love her? I'll even love her when she's a teenager and gives me more gray hair!!! She's a good girl and I know we'll all be okay, but in some ways, this seems harder on her than when she thought I was going to DIE because of my heart: I'll still be here and she's worried I won't love her. At least if I had died, she'd always have known I loved her. *sigh* I have to be more conscientious about where I'm spending my time now -- work when I'm supposed to be working so I can earn the money we need right now, play when I'm supposed to be playing, sleep when I'm supposed to be sleeping, and make sure I'm taking care of her and hubby and the baby.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Cravings. Pregnancy Cravings.
You know those stories about the pickles and ice cream, and the wife sends the hubby out to get it or she's going to kill him? Yeah. Only I can't send DH out to get it right now because his meds for his bipolar are making him dizzy, so we have to go see the doctor next week again for that.
At any rate, I've had the weirdest cravings since I got pregnant, before I even knew. I'm still just barely pregnant (8 weeks, 1 day today), and the baby has taken over my body. I never had them like this with kiddo. Hostess lemon pies one night, sure. But NOTHING like this.
At first, it was mildish. French's fried onions, right out of the can. Ate some in bed one night while watching a movie when DH was at work. He wasn't too happy about the crumbs. Cherry pie filling. Wanted it out of the can, but made a dessert instead. Twice. And I shared them both with DH. And one night I did send hubby out at 11:30 at night for a Whopper because I needed MEAT. (this was before he had the med reactions). He brought home a double with fries and root beer and I ate it in about 30 seconds, handing him the last bite or two. He just stared at me. I ate so much meat that week -- pork roast, beef roast, steak ... I don't usually eat red meat much, so he was shocked. I just kept telling him it's his baby.
Last week sometime, I ate chili and whole wheat pancakes with syrup for breakfast. Chili in a bowl with cheese and fat free sour cream, pancakes on a plate, and never in my mouth at the same time, but I had to have them both.
Hawaiian pizza. Had a couple of pieces the other night at my sister's house because I've been craving pizza and that was the one choice I could actually eat. I had to buy one two days later and ate most of it myself over the next two days (hubby had a few slices) because I NEEDED that pineapple and can't eat pineapple unless it's been cooked more than once (it makes my throat swell shut if it's fresh or just canned, but on pizza, it's fine).
Rice and beans. Ordered a combo plate from the local Mexican place (Beto's) the other night. ALL I ate was the rice and beans. Couldn't stand the rest of it. In fact, I could eat a huge pile of both of these still and may go get some later. Hubby finished off the combo for me the next day since the smell of it in the fridge was making me nauseated.
Today, I HAD to have a PB sandwich. We'd run out of PB a couple of weeks ago, and I didn't want to stir up the new jar (I buy all natural PB from Adam's and it is separated when you get it, so you have to mix it and then refrigerate it). I made hubby do it for me. Made a sandwich with a little raspberry jam and downed it like it was candy or something. Not more than an hour later, I could smell MUSTARD and had to have it. Fried an egg, made a piece of toast, slapped some mayo and mustard on that puppy, folded it up and ate two bites. Gave the rest to hubby as the two bites fixed the craving and the tummy quit grumbling.
At least I've quit eating roasts by myself.
And the most bizzare thing? I haven't gained any weight. Strangely, hubby has. hahahaha ...
Okay, okay. I gained some weight on Clomid, and then later bounced up to 255 on a bad constipation day, but I've floated between 248 and 252 since then, depending on my constipation (which apparently the new prenatal the midwife gave me is helping with a bit ...). I had been floating around 250 from the Clomid, so yeah. Anyway. Some days I don't eat much. Or there was the day I ate a bag of cinnamon bears because that's all I could stand to put in my mouth. But hello, this had better get under control once my nausea goes away ... Hubby would really like it if I could cook at night, too, because he's had to make dinner a lot lately since that's when I'm sickest.
You know those stories about the pickles and ice cream, and the wife sends the hubby out to get it or she's going to kill him? Yeah. Only I can't send DH out to get it right now because his meds for his bipolar are making him dizzy, so we have to go see the doctor next week again for that.
At any rate, I've had the weirdest cravings since I got pregnant, before I even knew. I'm still just barely pregnant (8 weeks, 1 day today), and the baby has taken over my body. I never had them like this with kiddo. Hostess lemon pies one night, sure. But NOTHING like this.
At first, it was mildish. French's fried onions, right out of the can. Ate some in bed one night while watching a movie when DH was at work. He wasn't too happy about the crumbs. Cherry pie filling. Wanted it out of the can, but made a dessert instead. Twice. And I shared them both with DH. And one night I did send hubby out at 11:30 at night for a Whopper because I needed MEAT. (this was before he had the med reactions). He brought home a double with fries and root beer and I ate it in about 30 seconds, handing him the last bite or two. He just stared at me. I ate so much meat that week -- pork roast, beef roast, steak ... I don't usually eat red meat much, so he was shocked. I just kept telling him it's his baby.
Last week sometime, I ate chili and whole wheat pancakes with syrup for breakfast. Chili in a bowl with cheese and fat free sour cream, pancakes on a plate, and never in my mouth at the same time, but I had to have them both.
Hawaiian pizza. Had a couple of pieces the other night at my sister's house because I've been craving pizza and that was the one choice I could actually eat. I had to buy one two days later and ate most of it myself over the next two days (hubby had a few slices) because I NEEDED that pineapple and can't eat pineapple unless it's been cooked more than once (it makes my throat swell shut if it's fresh or just canned, but on pizza, it's fine).
Rice and beans. Ordered a combo plate from the local Mexican place (Beto's) the other night. ALL I ate was the rice and beans. Couldn't stand the rest of it. In fact, I could eat a huge pile of both of these still and may go get some later. Hubby finished off the combo for me the next day since the smell of it in the fridge was making me nauseated.
Today, I HAD to have a PB sandwich. We'd run out of PB a couple of weeks ago, and I didn't want to stir up the new jar (I buy all natural PB from Adam's and it is separated when you get it, so you have to mix it and then refrigerate it). I made hubby do it for me. Made a sandwich with a little raspberry jam and downed it like it was candy or something. Not more than an hour later, I could smell MUSTARD and had to have it. Fried an egg, made a piece of toast, slapped some mayo and mustard on that puppy, folded it up and ate two bites. Gave the rest to hubby as the two bites fixed the craving and the tummy quit grumbling.
At least I've quit eating roasts by myself.
And the most bizzare thing? I haven't gained any weight. Strangely, hubby has. hahahaha ...
Okay, okay. I gained some weight on Clomid, and then later bounced up to 255 on a bad constipation day, but I've floated between 248 and 252 since then, depending on my constipation (which apparently the new prenatal the midwife gave me is helping with a bit ...). I had been floating around 250 from the Clomid, so yeah. Anyway. Some days I don't eat much. Or there was the day I ate a bag of cinnamon bears because that's all I could stand to put in my mouth. But hello, this had better get under control once my nausea goes away ... Hubby would really like it if I could cook at night, too, because he's had to make dinner a lot lately since that's when I'm sickest.
First Prenatal Visit
I saw the midwife yesterday! They gave me a bunch of stuff, samples of prenatals and other things they want me on, and gave me the book What to Expect When You're Expecting, which I almost bought a while back but decided not to. YAY! She also did an ultrasound and recorded it on DVD, so when DH wakes up later and DD is home, they'll get to see the baby, too. There is only one baby (whew) which is measuring right on for my dates, and the heartbeat is 168 bpm. She said everything looked good, but because I'm mildly high risk (I had heart surgery 18 months ago, had gestational diabetes with DD), she wants me to see the OB as well, which I figured would happen. My BP is elevated a bit, so she's having me go back in 10 days to get rechecked and do some blood work. Of course, if you fight with your husband for two days before an appt, your BP will be elevated, but still, better to be cautious ... lol. (side note: we're fine now)
So ... YAY! mostly. I'd had spotting around Christmas time ... Every time we were intimate. I didn't necessarily think it was a miscarriage (pink and brown spotting) but was pretty freaked out. Called the office, and they said no nookie for a week, try again, and then if it happened again to let her know. After the week, we tried again. The first time was okay, but after the second, the spotting was the worst yet. Probably pushed our luck, but hey, my libido is through the roof right now! At any rate, I did talk to the midwife about it and she said to wait a couple more weeks before we try again because of the spotting ... I'd felt a bump on my cervix while checking CP the month we conceived, and of course asked her about it. She told me I have a Bartholin's cyst, and she'd known about it from before, and that it is pretty common and normal. It might also be what is causing the spotting. I had a tiny bit pink discharge after the ultrasound which, of course, was vaginal. So we'll wait.
I did have a brief moment of panic right before the ultrasound that they were going to look and not see anything in my uterus, but calmed myself pretty quickly, reminding myself I haven't had a period in 2 months and I definitely FEEL pregnant, but I was very much relieved when she found the baby right off, too. lol
I saw the midwife yesterday! They gave me a bunch of stuff, samples of prenatals and other things they want me on, and gave me the book What to Expect When You're Expecting, which I almost bought a while back but decided not to. YAY! She also did an ultrasound and recorded it on DVD, so when DH wakes up later and DD is home, they'll get to see the baby, too. There is only one baby (whew) which is measuring right on for my dates, and the heartbeat is 168 bpm. She said everything looked good, but because I'm mildly high risk (I had heart surgery 18 months ago, had gestational diabetes with DD), she wants me to see the OB as well, which I figured would happen. My BP is elevated a bit, so she's having me go back in 10 days to get rechecked and do some blood work. Of course, if you fight with your husband for two days before an appt, your BP will be elevated, but still, better to be cautious ... lol. (side note: we're fine now)
So ... YAY! mostly. I'd had spotting around Christmas time ... Every time we were intimate. I didn't necessarily think it was a miscarriage (pink and brown spotting) but was pretty freaked out. Called the office, and they said no nookie for a week, try again, and then if it happened again to let her know. After the week, we tried again. The first time was okay, but after the second, the spotting was the worst yet. Probably pushed our luck, but hey, my libido is through the roof right now! At any rate, I did talk to the midwife about it and she said to wait a couple more weeks before we try again because of the spotting ... I'd felt a bump on my cervix while checking CP the month we conceived, and of course asked her about it. She told me I have a Bartholin's cyst, and she'd known about it from before, and that it is pretty common and normal. It might also be what is causing the spotting. I had a tiny bit pink discharge after the ultrasound which, of course, was vaginal. So we'll wait.
I did have a brief moment of panic right before the ultrasound that they were going to look and not see anything in my uterus, but calmed myself pretty quickly, reminding myself I haven't had a period in 2 months and I definitely FEEL pregnant, but I was very much relieved when she found the baby right off, too. lol
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