So, I figure it's really no fun to update my blog on a regular basis when I'll be giving you the same information everyday...yes, I'm still sick; you can see a full update according to my husband. We did receive our first baby gift from a couple in our Bible study (who are also expecting). They gave us this adorable romper in the U of A colors that says "Arizona Half Pint". It's too cute and will work for a boy or a girl. I have hung it off our canopy bed to remind me what I'm being sick for as I hover over the trashcan puking.
Today officially marks the end of week 10 and I will begin week 11 tomorrow. I saw my new primary care physician today in order to get a referral to the birthing center we're using (this just has to do with insurance red tape). My next appt at the birth center is Feb. 1st.
As far as sickness goes, I discovered sitting in the shower that I could drink the warm water and it didn't make me queasy! This is a big deal because every time I would drink any liquid, I would throw up 20 minutes later and was definitely feeling parched. So, I now drink water from the fridge, but it is heated up for 30 seconds in the microwave.
Kevin is being a trooper. I had one good day this week (Monday) and we were hopeful that this was my turnaround point in to feeling super! However, that was not the case and I think we were both fairly disappointed and frustrated by this.
Also, I've still been interviewing, but alas, until I feel better I can't accept any positions. I was offered my DREAM JOB on Monday and waited until the last possible moment to decline hoping beyond all hope that I would feel amazing by the acceptance deadline.
That's all I can write, my body is exhausted again. Goodnight!
Friday, January 28, 2005
Monday, January 17, 2005
The appt plus a little info...
Just so you know, I really did write a nice, long, detailed account of our doctor's appt and then it disappeared in to cyberspace when I clicked "Publish". So here is my latest update with a little of the doctor's appt thrown in!
The doctor's appt went well. We basically sat down and talked to the midwife, received lots of great information, found out they have a resource and video library available, in addition to group prenatal care! After we talked, she asked if we'd like to try to hear the heartbeat. I assumed we'd definitely hear the heartbeat this time, but she told us that it is very rare to hear it this early on (7 1/2 weeks). We both agreed that the grandmas wouldn't be satisfied if we hadn't at least tried to hear the heartbeat, so I laid down and she took out a microphone looking device. She moved it all over my abdomen, but all we really heard was static from her moving the device around. Then she went real low on my stomach and I think she gasped, then Kevin and I realized what we were listening to! She counted the beats and our baby's heart was going 160 beats/minute. It was so encouraging to hear the heartbeat...I figured I could now survive my blood work after hearing that heart going pitter patter all nice and strong.
After she had answered ALL of our questions, it was time for the blood work. I sucked on some hard candy and Kevin let me squeeze and claw at him the whole time. It's always more psychological for me, then true pain. I was assured that there probably wouldn't be anymore labs, unless I chose certain optional tests in the future.
As far as this weekend, we were in Phoenix because Kevin was in a wedding there. I stayed at Pam and Jerry's and was really, really sick. I don't know if it was the car ride, the change of scenery or what, but I just was not doing well. We came home Sunday and I was still in the throes of nausea. A few things I did pick up though were a long body pillow for making my sleep more comfortable and a huge bottle of Tums.
However, today was looking up. I made it downstairs and kept all of my meals down (YEA!). Chewing gum has become my new best friend as it seems to curb my sick stomach when it really gets going. Also, I've discovered Gatorade...the only drink that I can actually drink often and not throw up over.
Kevin goes back to school tomorrow and I'll be on my own again...everyday he goes in between 8 and 9 and doesn't get home until 5, so it's really a long time after having him here all Christmas break! We've received a lot of congratulations and encouragement since announcing our big news to family and friends! Here's to actually sleeping tonight!
The doctor's appt went well. We basically sat down and talked to the midwife, received lots of great information, found out they have a resource and video library available, in addition to group prenatal care! After we talked, she asked if we'd like to try to hear the heartbeat. I assumed we'd definitely hear the heartbeat this time, but she told us that it is very rare to hear it this early on (7 1/2 weeks). We both agreed that the grandmas wouldn't be satisfied if we hadn't at least tried to hear the heartbeat, so I laid down and she took out a microphone looking device. She moved it all over my abdomen, but all we really heard was static from her moving the device around. Then she went real low on my stomach and I think she gasped, then Kevin and I realized what we were listening to! She counted the beats and our baby's heart was going 160 beats/minute. It was so encouraging to hear the heartbeat...I figured I could now survive my blood work after hearing that heart going pitter patter all nice and strong.
After she had answered ALL of our questions, it was time for the blood work. I sucked on some hard candy and Kevin let me squeeze and claw at him the whole time. It's always more psychological for me, then true pain. I was assured that there probably wouldn't be anymore labs, unless I chose certain optional tests in the future.
As far as this weekend, we were in Phoenix because Kevin was in a wedding there. I stayed at Pam and Jerry's and was really, really sick. I don't know if it was the car ride, the change of scenery or what, but I just was not doing well. We came home Sunday and I was still in the throes of nausea. A few things I did pick up though were a long body pillow for making my sleep more comfortable and a huge bottle of Tums.
However, today was looking up. I made it downstairs and kept all of my meals down (YEA!). Chewing gum has become my new best friend as it seems to curb my sick stomach when it really gets going. Also, I've discovered Gatorade...the only drink that I can actually drink often and not throw up over.
Kevin goes back to school tomorrow and I'll be on my own again...everyday he goes in between 8 and 9 and doesn't get home until 5, so it's really a long time after having him here all Christmas break! We've received a lot of congratulations and encouragement since announcing our big news to family and friends! Here's to actually sleeping tonight!
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Same old story...
So yes, it's been awhile, I know. I wish I had a good excuse...it's not that I'm doing much besides sitting around being sick, but I'm just exhausted. I'm running out of stuff to eat because I've puked up the majority of it at one point or another. It's not very appetizing after you've seen it twice.
Today is my doctor's appt...first one and I know they are going to draw blood which is one of my biggest fears ever. I hate needles and shots and blood work. Kevin will be there, but I still freak out.
That's about it...I'm going to go take a quick shower...standing up too long now really takes it out of me. I take a nap almost everyday after my shower because it's so exhausting. Kevin is in a wedding in PHX this weekend. At first I was going to stay here, but he said he wants me in PHX so he can take care of me (awww...), but also because I won't have a car or access to anyone while he's gone.
Since he's gone back to school I've been sick more often; I think from actually moving around, up and down the stairs, preparing food, etc...but anyways, pray for my nausea if you think about it...I've probably got at least 4.5 weeks left of being sick which seems like an eternity at this point!
I'll update after the appt...
Today is my doctor's appt...first one and I know they are going to draw blood which is one of my biggest fears ever. I hate needles and shots and blood work. Kevin will be there, but I still freak out.
That's about it...I'm going to go take a quick shower...standing up too long now really takes it out of me. I take a nap almost everyday after my shower because it's so exhausting. Kevin is in a wedding in PHX this weekend. At first I was going to stay here, but he said he wants me in PHX so he can take care of me (awww...), but also because I won't have a car or access to anyone while he's gone.
Since he's gone back to school I've been sick more often; I think from actually moving around, up and down the stairs, preparing food, etc...but anyways, pray for my nausea if you think about it...I've probably got at least 4.5 weeks left of being sick which seems like an eternity at this point!
I'll update after the appt...
Thursday, January 06, 2005
Dying a slow, painful death...
So yesterday was one of my worst days yet...I thought I was going to die I felt so bad, but I also have come to the conclusion that I'm pretty much a wimp when it comes to being sick and in physical pain. After reflecting on my day, I realized that I really hadn't eaten enough or that often. So today started differently and I'm feeling a lot better. I've been eating every two hours and drinking more water. However, I've come to the conclusion that I will not feel like myself again until 9-12 months AFTER the baby is born *sigh*.
That's about it for today because I have to go make/eat dinner and hopefully head off nausea at the pass.
That's about it for today because I have to go make/eat dinner and hopefully head off nausea at the pass.
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
A week's worth of posts...
Yes, I know, it's been a really long time since I posted. It was so good to see my family in VA, but I was sick the whole time; not like, sort of sick, but I felt like I had the flu everyday, all day. Turns out those prenatal vitamins my mom bought were sending me over the edge and making me sick. Of course, we didn't figure that out until the day we left VA. Ah well. So, it's officially six weeks plus a couple of days! Supposedly, the baby has little webbed hands and feet now, in addition to a beating heart!
Let's retract to vacation for a few details. So, anyone who's spent anytime with a woman in early pregnancy probably knew I was pregnant, but we didn't tell the family while we were back East and they didn't ask. However, on the one day I'm feeling good and able to leave the house (for a trip to the mall), my mom INSISTS on looking through every maternity section and in every maternity store there. Thankfully, it's a small mall, but it was quite bewildering to be looking at those clothes. I discover a pair of .77 shorts which seem like a good idea since I will be most pregnant during the hottest months of the year here in Tucson.
Despite the fact that I'm pretty sure I've got a good 1.5-2 months before I'll even begin to show, my hips have decided they need to be a little wider, so I am unable to button all but one pair of my jeans and have been living in track pants.
The good news is that everything I'm experiencing so far is normal, but I'm convinced if I am able to remember this being sick part of pregnancy, I will not choose to become pregnant again (and I can hear you thinking, "But did you choose it this time?")...Yea, yea, I know. Merry Christmas present!
Oh wow, I can't believe I forgot to tell you about our dad's reactions. So Kevin's dad, Denny, seemed pretty blown away by it and excited. He totally scrapped chocolate chip pancakes for Christmas morning breakfast, in order to provide me with something a little healthier. My dad, on the other hand, said it was probably a good thing we got pregnant now because if I had been 30 I might have been a little old...LOL. He proceeded to take the baby's first "pictures" in front of his Christmas tree.
It has been so much fun to tell our parents about this baby. I know they are all going to be amazing grandparents!
In other news, my cat has taken to sleeping right in the crook of my belly (she has ALWAYS slept at our feet), so I think she knows something is up. Also, I had a job interview yesterday for teaching 6th graders, but the commute, daily schedule, and salary just weren't worth it. That's it!
Let's retract to vacation for a few details. So, anyone who's spent anytime with a woman in early pregnancy probably knew I was pregnant, but we didn't tell the family while we were back East and they didn't ask. However, on the one day I'm feeling good and able to leave the house (for a trip to the mall), my mom INSISTS on looking through every maternity section and in every maternity store there. Thankfully, it's a small mall, but it was quite bewildering to be looking at those clothes. I discover a pair of .77 shorts which seem like a good idea since I will be most pregnant during the hottest months of the year here in Tucson.
Despite the fact that I'm pretty sure I've got a good 1.5-2 months before I'll even begin to show, my hips have decided they need to be a little wider, so I am unable to button all but one pair of my jeans and have been living in track pants.
The good news is that everything I'm experiencing so far is normal, but I'm convinced if I am able to remember this being sick part of pregnancy, I will not choose to become pregnant again (and I can hear you thinking, "But did you choose it this time?")...Yea, yea, I know. Merry Christmas present!
Oh wow, I can't believe I forgot to tell you about our dad's reactions. So Kevin's dad, Denny, seemed pretty blown away by it and excited. He totally scrapped chocolate chip pancakes for Christmas morning breakfast, in order to provide me with something a little healthier. My dad, on the other hand, said it was probably a good thing we got pregnant now because if I had been 30 I might have been a little old...LOL. He proceeded to take the baby's first "pictures" in front of his Christmas tree.
It has been so much fun to tell our parents about this baby. I know they are all going to be amazing grandparents!
In other news, my cat has taken to sleeping right in the crook of my belly (she has ALWAYS slept at our feet), so I think she knows something is up. Also, I had a job interview yesterday for teaching 6th graders, but the commute, daily schedule, and salary just weren't worth it. That's it!
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