25 weeks!

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!!!

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.

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 ...

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.

Twenty weeks today. Tremble at my hugeness.

Wooooo! I have a sweet husband, even if he is a punk sometimes. after I had a meltdown yesterday, he cleaned the living room (wahoo!) and surprised me with these this morning. Love him lots anyway, but am so grateful for him cheering me up so well.

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.

18 weeks 1 day!

I know -- the belly is ginormous. I've still only gained 6 pounds, 4 of which I lost while I was so sick, but they've found me again! That's okay -- baby is growing and happy.

I'll update again this afternoon after my OB appt.

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.

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.

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.

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.

I can still wear hubby's scrubs tied around what's left of my waist.

This makes me happy.

And no. I did not take a picture.

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!

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.'

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.

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.

Pregnant belly! 12 weeks 1 day according to my new due date, 8/14.

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?