Showing posts with label pregnant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pregnant. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

My Punk Friend

My friend Michelle is a PUNK. A PUNK I tell you. After reading about my FIRST SIGHTING she sent me this!

JUST TO CLARIFY I am not birthing a woodpecker. Hopefully this explains it better. THANKS A LOT MICHELLE.

Pregnancy 101: First Sighting

Yesterday I had my first prenatal appointment. And it's a official. I'm pregnant. Just in case you were worried about it. I'm 7 weeks and 1 day. Nugget Wilder is due to join the world approximately around February 9, 2010. Lordy that seems forever away.

I was pretty nervous going in. Hubby and Momma both went with me. It was nice to have both there. Hubby because well, he's partially to blame for my current state and Momma because she's lived through this three times already.

My doctor was ok. Not awesome. It kind of felt like when I was engaged and planning my wedding. She has obviously delivered 1000 babies and been around 1000 of pregnant ladies but this is MY FIRST. And probably my ONLY. So please don't treat it as ordinary. Because it is in no way ordinary for me. But we have really good insurance and we don't pay too much for it, so I'm not going to complain too much. I am going to look into seeing a midwife though. So we will see if that goes better.

The coolest moment of course came when they did my ultrasound (INTERNAL thankyouverymuch. HELLO DOCTOR.). I was just laying there and suddenly there was the Nugget Wilder. Right there. We could see it's little body. I teared up and so did Hubby. Momma took pictures. Wow. It's really in there.

So now we have baby's first picture. Freaking amazing.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Pregnancy 101: Poisoned

Okay, so after much thought ya'll are gonna hear it all. That's right. IT ALL. I figure it's my blog which is supposed to be about my life and this will be consuming my life for the 7 and half months SO why wouldn't I write about it. Plus I have single friends and/or non-pregnant friends that I have insisted I give them all the gory details. So in order to spare those of you who just don't want to hear it we are going to have a Pregnancy 101 series. I'm going to write about all the beautiful and not-so-wondrous things going on in my body. And now, you have been warned.

H-E-double hockey sticks. That is how I felt about 3 hours ago. It was bad friends. I woke up this morning knowing it wasn't going to be a good day when I wanted to puke while eating breakfast. Awesome. I did gulp down some milk though which seemed to help my stomach. And by the time I did get to work I look liked death warmed over which brought some attention from the coworkers. So some of them know now.

I'm officially being poisoned by my hormones. The past two weeks it has hit me a few times but NEVER like this. HOLY COW. I sat down to eat some lunch hoping that would make me feel better and I was concentrating so hard on eating and not being sick that when my boss poked his head over my cubicle I yelled and jumped about 5 feet. That didn't help. So I grabbed my stuff and headed to my car praying the whole way that I wouldn't get sick in the parking lot. I shoved a ginger candy in my mouth, pulled around the corner in the shade, blasted by AC and put on my Taylor Swift to calm my mind. And then I slept for an hour and woke up feeling like a new person that had just slept for 12 hours. Much better.

Here's all my tricks that I tried today that failed me: eating, eating more, eating protein, eating crackers, eating every 30 seconds, drinking 7-Up, drinking water, not drinking water.

Here's the only thing that worked today: ginger candy and a nice hard nap. Followed by some salt and vinegar chips once I got back to my desk.

So I ask you, what tricks help you get through this time?

I had a fabulous Father's Day post written in my head. And then it was Father's Day and I was beyond tired and had to cook a big meal for hubby and his daughter who was bringing over her bf to meet us for the first time and I also had to clean house and make some cookies and before I knew it the day was almost over and I was falling asleep in my chair. Crap. Happy Father's Day peeps.

Saturday, March 29, 2008

We are pregnant!

NOT! Made you look! We had a moment there. A moment where I thought we might be new parents. But then it passed. And I was sad. SAD? Weird. We weren't even trying.

What is it in us women (most of us girls anyway) that makes a hope for a child even when we shouldn't or couldn't ? We weren't trying for a babykins. We are waiting. We have a whole plan for it. But when I thought I MIGHT be preggo and then found out that I wasn't there was a little part of me that mourned. And when I thought I was there was a part of me that was thrilled. And terrified. One of my friends once told me that when you are trying for a baby you are all excited about it until if actually happens and then the terror sets in. But no terror for us this time. Just lots of relief and a little bit of mourning.