Tomorrow sea monkey will be 20 weeks and halfway there! For the most part I love being pregnant. I feel full on kicks and movements now. That is the one part of pregnancy I anticipated more than anything and it's better than I hoped. I am hopelessly in love with this tiny person! Hubs and I have a lot of fun feeling the baby together at night. I think it has really helped hubs feel better about things too. He still has a lot of fear.
We also bought an app for my phone called BabyScope. It isn't as good as a doppler, but I do get to hear sea monkey's heartbeat for brief moments with it which is just another level of peace for us. Sea monkey hates the thing which is even funnier because we are always rewarded with a huge kicking circus too as she/he tries to kick the mic away.
We are only 14 days away from the big appointment. I am so ready for this appointment. The suspense is killing me (and the rest of the family)!
Yesterday, as the title suggests, I reached another milestone that I found embarrassing but rather funny. My mother seemed to think it was absolutely hilarious...
It was just the two of us after church yesterday, so we went to lunch together. As I sat in the driver's seat after lunch, I dropped my phone. I didn't hesitate and just started to reach over and pick it up.... It wasn't happening! Bucket seats, belly, baby, I couldn't do it. My mom started laughing hysterically. I hung my head in shame and proceeded to get out of the car. It was at that moment that I realized I had started modifying my bend over technique too. I spread my legs a bit farther apart so I can bend over much less gracefully than before. My mom laughed at me the whole way home.
I was horrified that it was too early for this, but Mom assured me it was okay and perfectly normal about this time. I'm going to go with that for now.
Monday, August 19, 2013
Friday, August 9, 2013
He felt it!
So this is a story for the ages, but I will warn you, there might be a little tmi here for some. I promise to keep as PG as I can though.
Hubs and I have both been leery of "relations" with this pregnancy. Early on I had some spotting and that was the end of our regular romps. The doctor told us that it would get better in the second trimester, but we're still cautious and fun time is rare.
Last night hubs came home and we were both a bit desperate (those hormones are crazy!), so we decided to "enjoy one another's company". It was one of those you scratch my back then I'll scratch yours sort of nights. I was first. I had my hands on my belly to support it and right in the middle of the moment, I felt it. A kick! A real full on kick to my hand!
I immediately burst out laughing because it sort of tickled and startled me. Hubs looked at me funny and said "Seriously? Could you focus on the task at hand?" He had no idea this was the first real kick I had ever felt on the outside. I saved my news until after and I reluctantly moved my hands from my belly.
All of the movement I have felt until now had been inside. I felt the baby shift from one side to another once, but I really think it was more an internal thing and I just realized what it was. I tried to get hubs to hang out and feel it again last night, but he didn't have the patience to do it.
I thought that would be an isolated incident, but at work this morning I finally took a minute to sit down even though I had to pee. I could feel the baby wiggling around, so I put my hands on my belly like I normally do and I was rewarded several minutes later with a tiny boink. It was so much fun. I could actually feel the baby move from time to time.
My friend came in the office and looked at me funny and then immediately put her hand on my belly. She knew what I was doing. We both suddenly looked up with surprised faces when she got her very own tiny tap.
I was determined hubs would feel a kick tonight. When he got home I drank some ice water and at a couple of spoonfuls of ice cream to get the sea monkey dancing. Then I went back to his office and stretched out on the spare bed. The first time he was just too impatient, but I finally got him to come back and he put his ear on my belly. We waited a couple of minutes and suddenly he said "Was that it? Oh my gosh! That was so weird!" He was hooked and sat there for a couple minutes more grinning from ear to ear. Sea monkey kicked him in the head twice tonight!
I am completely addicted to my belly now! That was definitely one of those lifetime milestones. I also think the story of my first kick will have us laughing for many years!
Hubs and I have both been leery of "relations" with this pregnancy. Early on I had some spotting and that was the end of our regular romps. The doctor told us that it would get better in the second trimester, but we're still cautious and fun time is rare.
Last night hubs came home and we were both a bit desperate (those hormones are crazy!), so we decided to "enjoy one another's company". It was one of those you scratch my back then I'll scratch yours sort of nights. I was first. I had my hands on my belly to support it and right in the middle of the moment, I felt it. A kick! A real full on kick to my hand!
I immediately burst out laughing because it sort of tickled and startled me. Hubs looked at me funny and said "Seriously? Could you focus on the task at hand?" He had no idea this was the first real kick I had ever felt on the outside. I saved my news until after and I reluctantly moved my hands from my belly.
All of the movement I have felt until now had been inside. I felt the baby shift from one side to another once, but I really think it was more an internal thing and I just realized what it was. I tried to get hubs to hang out and feel it again last night, but he didn't have the patience to do it.
I thought that would be an isolated incident, but at work this morning I finally took a minute to sit down even though I had to pee. I could feel the baby wiggling around, so I put my hands on my belly like I normally do and I was rewarded several minutes later with a tiny boink. It was so much fun. I could actually feel the baby move from time to time.
My friend came in the office and looked at me funny and then immediately put her hand on my belly. She knew what I was doing. We both suddenly looked up with surprised faces when she got her very own tiny tap.
I was determined hubs would feel a kick tonight. When he got home I drank some ice water and at a couple of spoonfuls of ice cream to get the sea monkey dancing. Then I went back to his office and stretched out on the spare bed. The first time he was just too impatient, but I finally got him to come back and he put his ear on my belly. We waited a couple of minutes and suddenly he said "Was that it? Oh my gosh! That was so weird!" He was hooked and sat there for a couple minutes more grinning from ear to ear. Sea monkey kicked him in the head twice tonight!
I am completely addicted to my belly now! That was definitely one of those lifetime milestones. I also think the story of my first kick will have us laughing for many years!
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
4 more weeks!
I have been terrible at not posting, and for that I apologize. Life is sort of crazy right now. The past few weeks I have been consumed with this long to do list I needed to finish before school started back. I still did not get finished with everything I wanted, but most of the things I have left can wait a little while, so I'm not too worried.
Monday was appointment day. Everyone had to go to their doctor's appointments while I could squeeze them all in. Apparently I decided Monday was going to be a really good day because I scheduled all our appointments for the same day without meaning to. It worked out well though. My mom had an appointment for her eyes which have improved thankfully. She still can't drive yet, but she's very close! My grandmother has been giving us an increasingly difficult time. Thankfully, the doctor had a chance to witness her on an out of sorts day which proved to be rather comical. I was so relieved. He has referred her to a geriatric psychiatrist to help us assess where she is with the dementia and work out a better situation for her.
She quit taking all of her meds back around Christmas and didn't tell anyone for several months. She quit her thyroid medicine, her breathing treatments, her dementia meds, her anxiety meds, all of it! It caused a rapid decline in her mental abilities we think. I hope this specialist can help us get things under control a little better before the baby comes. I'm terrified about her behavior when the baby comes.
Of course you know I had to have an appointment too! It was my 18w appt according to my dates, but the doc has me down a few days behind. I had gained 10 pounds since the last visit. He wasn't too pleased with that (oops!). I'm working on doing better with some of that and I am walking every afternoon I can, plus I go back to work this week so I won't be such a couch potato. He also told me he wants me to do the glucose test twice due to my PCOS. I will do one next appointment and then another at around 28 weeks. He is making me wait until my next appointment for the anatomy scan which is so frustrating! I will be 22 weeks! I have to wait 4 more weeks to see this little person and to find out what it is! 4 Weeks!!!!!
My mom got to go with me to this appointment and hear the baby's heartbeat which measured at 150 this time. That is the most beautiful sound in the world right now!
I also feel a lot of movement now. This morning at work I realized I've been missing out by sleeping late. She was all over the place early this morning which was so much fun and actually helped me coast through the first day easier.
I am also keeping our neighbor's little boy now. He will stay with me after school is over until his parents or his grandmother get off work between 9 and midnight every night. He's six and alllll boy! It's fun though, he just has a lot more energy than I could ever hope to have right now and my television choices have dramatically changed!
Hopefully, I can keep up with all of the changes and the new schedule!
Monday was appointment day. Everyone had to go to their doctor's appointments while I could squeeze them all in. Apparently I decided Monday was going to be a really good day because I scheduled all our appointments for the same day without meaning to. It worked out well though. My mom had an appointment for her eyes which have improved thankfully. She still can't drive yet, but she's very close! My grandmother has been giving us an increasingly difficult time. Thankfully, the doctor had a chance to witness her on an out of sorts day which proved to be rather comical. I was so relieved. He has referred her to a geriatric psychiatrist to help us assess where she is with the dementia and work out a better situation for her.
She quit taking all of her meds back around Christmas and didn't tell anyone for several months. She quit her thyroid medicine, her breathing treatments, her dementia meds, her anxiety meds, all of it! It caused a rapid decline in her mental abilities we think. I hope this specialist can help us get things under control a little better before the baby comes. I'm terrified about her behavior when the baby comes.
Of course you know I had to have an appointment too! It was my 18w appt according to my dates, but the doc has me down a few days behind. I had gained 10 pounds since the last visit. He wasn't too pleased with that (oops!). I'm working on doing better with some of that and I am walking every afternoon I can, plus I go back to work this week so I won't be such a couch potato. He also told me he wants me to do the glucose test twice due to my PCOS. I will do one next appointment and then another at around 28 weeks. He is making me wait until my next appointment for the anatomy scan which is so frustrating! I will be 22 weeks! I have to wait 4 more weeks to see this little person and to find out what it is! 4 Weeks!!!!!
My mom got to go with me to this appointment and hear the baby's heartbeat which measured at 150 this time. That is the most beautiful sound in the world right now!
I also feel a lot of movement now. This morning at work I realized I've been missing out by sleeping late. She was all over the place early this morning which was so much fun and actually helped me coast through the first day easier.
I am also keeping our neighbor's little boy now. He will stay with me after school is over until his parents or his grandmother get off work between 9 and midnight every night. He's six and alllll boy! It's fun though, he just has a lot more energy than I could ever hope to have right now and my television choices have dramatically changed!
Hopefully, I can keep up with all of the changes and the new schedule!
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