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Saturday, January 30, 2010

Feeling like a brand new woman

I was beginning to think this baby, was already conspiring against it’s mama.
Since I found I was expecting our little sugar plum, I’ve had not only the worse case of morning/noon/night sickness imaginable, but I’ve also felt like my body was just put through a 9 round cage fight.

Thankfully, I woke up Thursday morning and all that changed.
I woke up and I literally felt like a new woman.
Now I know, this isn’t going to last forever – apparently there’s this little thing in between your first and last trimester called the second trimester – that leaves you feeling re-energized, and well I don’t know HUMAN again. It’s pretty glorious. I was beginning to get upset and downrigh depressed, because who wants to spend 9 months (well more like 10) completely miserable? Not me.

I was ready to cut someone, and I’m not kidding. I don’t want to be that person, I want to be the cute, happy pregnant lady who doesn’t spend her mornings crouched over the toilet.

So here’s hoping to even better days to come.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Gimme the Meltdown

So today I had my first official meltdown over food, yeah - I know - crazy right?? But try telling that to a pregnant lady who really just wanted a bowl of Cocoa Krispies, only to find an empty box! Who puts an empty cereal box back on the shelf??
After a few tears, I finally composed myself & ate a couple slices of bread and all was well with the world. Speaking of bread, what's with my love of carbs lately? I'm worried. I'm scared this baby is going to come out looking like a potatoe or a slice of pizza. That's all I want lately, carbs (particularly crusty bread and mashed potatoes) and pizza. I could eat pizza 3x a day, 7 days a week. That's not good. For the little tadpole, or my ass. I think I need to cool it. With the crazy morning/noon and night sickness I've been having, those are the only things that seem to calm my stomach. That and french fries. I can't even get into my love of french fries lately.

On a positive note, that dreaded morning sickness - seems to be getting a wee bit better. I don't wanna say it's gone, because I don't want to jinx it - but it's been on a little bit of a hiatus this week and that my friends is a good thing.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Missing in Action

Well, hello there.

It's been awhile hasn't it?? More like 3+ months or something. Geesh, that just maybe a record around here. Life has been, well - pretty fantastic as of late & I have pretty good reason for being MIA for so long.

The night before Thanksgiving, as I was stuck in the ER with the dreaded swine flu - hooked up to an IV, and praying "Please, God - don't let me throw up on that sweet ER nurse" the H and I learned - we were in fact expecting. Yep, a baby. I was 6 1/2 weeks pregnant.

We had no idea, although - obviously I thought it could be a possibly, but truthfully when you're sick with a 102 fever for a week, and busy throwing up your insides, the last thing you're thinking is "hey, where'd my period go??". Through laughter, and even a few tears - that night my whole world changed.

Because I had some slight spotting, and was so sick - the ER doc told me I was at risk for what they call a "spotaneous miscarriage" - telling me this happens to almost 60% of first time moms & there was really no explination for it. Seriously? I just learned I was having a baby, and now you're telling me there's a 60% that I'm going to loose it? Definitely not what I wanted to hear.

After 2 weeks on bed rest, I was able to see my OB who informed me that there was nothing I could do at this point in my pregnancy, if miscarriage was going to happen - there was nothing I could do, or couldn't do that would prevent it; that being said - she had no reason to beleive I didn't have a strong, healthy pregnancy. SCORE. Exactly what I wanted to hear.

A few weeks later, we had an ultrasound where we were finally able to see our little peanut, who even though I may be a little partial to, I think he/she is absolute perfection.

While some brutal morning, noon and night sickness has moved in and taken up permanent residency in my body, so has this precious little human being. To say I feel incredibly lucky and extremly blessed would be an understatement, but along with that comes panic & worry.

How are we going to do this? Financially, physically, emotionally? Am I strong enough for this? I know I am, I know we are; but it's still scary. But it's a kind of scary I am happily embracing. It's not about me anymore, it's about this new life we created - out of love. With that, I know we can get through anything.

Now, if only this morning sickness will pass. 14 weeks in, 26 more to go.