Category: Pregnancy

Anxious About Anxiety

Baby had a great doctor’s appointment last night, he is super active (S. felt him kick the other night!) and his heartbeat is steady. I, however, am still a little miffed this morning about somethings the midwife said. Mainly that my anxiety is a little high. Um, yes. I’m pregnant. Aren’t all pregnant women anxious?

And what was this based on? A few things:

1. I asked when I can color my hair. I’ve heard a dozen different things, and I wanted to be sure.

2. I mentioned my lack of sleep. I fall asleep okay, and sleep deep until like … 1PM and then it’s party time. I can watch a whole movie or read ALL my blogs. I was just saying how frustrating it is, and how tired I am during the day. Her response? Our bodies adjust and make the most of the time I am awake. Okay then.

3. I mentioned my crazy dreams about our ‘baby’ falling in the bathtub, and not knowing the baby’s father (trust me, we do know).

So midwife mentioned watching out for post-partum depression (She mentioned this to my adoring husband, NOT me). I am just a little irritated about all this. I had a bad day, crap is going on at work. I’m tired. I’m pregnant. I have off days. I just hope my midwife was having an off day since she is usually so fabulous.

Channeling my Inner Napoleon Dynamite

Are you a fan of the cult classic Napoleon Dynamite? I’ve had a wicked cold the past few days, and my lips are seriously suffering. I feel like every hour I am having the same conversation as Napoleon when he called his brother for chapstick. “My lips hurt real bad!”

There is nothing worse than being pregnant and sick. All the good drugs are off limits, so you are stuck with ones that don’t work well, or standing in a steamy bathroom blowing your nose every hour. However, I’ve had lots of time to read celebrity gossip magazines in said bathroom and I can’t stop thinking about Khloe Kardashian. And no, I am not a 14 year old boy.

With the whole Kim and Kanye baby situation, and Khloe being public about her struggle with infertility, I just feel so sad for her. And yet – proud of her for handling it the way she is. I can only imagine what Khloe is thinking. Probably that she is the only sister who is married and not a [total] fame-whore and yet, she isn’t getting pregnant. I hosted my Sister in Law’s baby shower this weekend and I briefly considered how I would feel if we were still trying and it was heartbreaking. I really hope she gets the baby she deserves soon, in the meantime, I am sure she will be a good sister.

Birth Plan? I Got One

People always ask the same questions when they see I’m pregnant:

Q: When are you due?
A: June 8th(ish)!

Q: Do you know the sex?
A: Yes! It’s a little boy, Michael Alan after his grandfathers

Q: Do you have a birth plan?
A: Um … yes. To leave the hospital with a baby?

Apparently birth plans are the new ‘big thing’ for pregnant women to obsess over. What kind of things do birth plans include? Dim lights, food if desired, walk as desired, labor props (Puppets? I like puppets), the ability to push instinctively, discharged as soon as possible … the list goes on. Baby Center makes it super easy, you can print out a 4 page PDF with options to simply hand to your doctor when it’s time to get the bun out of the oven.

What’s my birth plan? Get the kid out by any means necessary and as quickly and safely as possible. I’ve talked to enough friends and seen enough of TLC’s Baby Story to know things don’t always go as planned and it leaves Mommies feeling guilty and disappointed in their birth experience. Look, I’m sorry it didn’t go as planned, but you left the hospital with a baby right? So it really DID go as planned. You went to the hospital pregnant and left with a baby (preferably YOUR baby).

Sometimes I think I am too laid back to be a parent, but sometimes it works in my favor. I have no expectations, except to leave the hospital with a baby. And have an epidural. Birth plan: done.

Keep Rollin’ Rollin’ Rollin’

I am excited to say I am finally feeling, what I think is, Mikie moving around! And if that’s the case, holy moly, this kid is going to be bouncing off the walls. I feel him jab the most in the morning when we are walking around or listening to (country) music. And then I feel a few jabs mid-day and then I feel lots of rolls in the evening. I can’t WAIT until what I am feeling on the inside, is obvious on the outside, so Sam can feel this craziness.

Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails

Wow, it’s been a long time since my last blog, and what a time it’s been! As I mentioned before, S. and I went to find out the sex of our baby and I was right! We’re having a boy! We had so much fun going to Infant See 4D, talk about fancy! It was done in a huge room with a big bed with fancy sheets, dim lights, candles and music. There was a HUGE projector screen and a long couch for my adoring fans. Or just S. We had 15 minutes with a very friendly tech who shared in our excitement. And Michael Alan left nothing to question. He … ahem … was very accommodating. And VERY active. It is the most surreal experience to SEE something inside of you moving around and kicking, but not feeling anything. I can’t wait for those moments.

We had to keep our mouth shut for a few days since Christmas was 3 days away and we wanted to do a fun reveal. If we had to wait any longer, my sister in law would have smothered me in my sleep. We had everyone pick blue or pink balloons and we blew them up at the same time. The blue ones blew up and the pink ones had pin holes, so they didn’t blow up. A lot of our family picked a boy, so it was pretty cool to see the excitement.

To be honest, this is all still very surreal. Maybe because I can’t feel him move around yet, or because I am just too tired to think about it. I’m just struggling to believe I am actually pregnant!

Old Wives Decide

It’s hard to believe on Saturday S. and I find out if I am growing a boy or a girl. I will feel silly if it’s a girl because I’ve called it him for so long. We are planning a fun gender reveal on Christmas when our families are all together. Which also means we have to keep this HUGE secret for a few days, which already seems like eternity. I am not sure how people keep pregnancies a secret for so long.

I stole this idea from another infertility blog I frequent, but let’s look at some old wives tales to determine the sex of Baby W.

Old Wives Tale #4:  Heart Rate
If the baby’s heart rate is above 140 bpm, it is said that the baby will be a girl.  If it is under 140 bpm, then it will be a boy.
The only time we tracked the heart rate, it was 139. It’s a boy … barely!
Old Wives Tale #12:  Shape of Belly
If you are carrying high with a big, round belly, you are having a girl.  If you are carrying low with a smaller belly that sticks straight out, it’s a boy.
I feel like it’s too soon to figure this out. But my lower belly is hard, but hard towards the center. I am going to say high and go with a girl.
Old Wives Tale #13:  Ring Test
Using a string, hang your wedding ring over your pregnant belly.  You are having a girl if the ring swings back and forth  and it’s a boy if it swings in a circle.
Definitely a circle. Boy.
Old Wives Tale #14:  Shape of Mom’s Face
When your face gets fuller and rounder when pregnant, it means you’re going to have a girl.  If your face is long and narrow, it’s a boy.
I feel like my face has gotten narrower as of now. Boy.
Old Wives Tale #15:  Key Test
Pick up a key.  If you pick up a key at the top (the roundest part), you are going to have a boy.  If you pick up the key at the bottom (smallest part), you are going to have a girl.  If you happen to grab the key in the middle, congrats, it’s twins!
Before reading the test I picked up a key by the biggest part. Boy
Old Wives Tale #16:  Mayan Tale
The Mayan tale adds the mothers age at conception and the year of conception.  If the result is a even number then mom is having a girl.  If the result is an odd number then a boy is on the way!
Result: 2,039. Boy.
Old Wives Tale #17:  Drano Test
The drano test combines a tablespoon of Drano and urine together.  If the mixture turns green, it’s a girl.  If it turns blue, it’s a boy.
Yeah, I’m not going to do this one.
Old Wives Tale #18:  Acne
If you have acne while pregnant, it’s a girl.  It’s thought that acne during pregnancy is caused by the extra hormones.
My skin has been very dry, no acne. Boy.
Old Wives Tale #19:  Cravings
People believe that if you are craving salty foods while pregnant, you can count on having a boy.  If you crave sweets, fruit, and orange juice, you are having a little girl.
I feel like my biggest cravings have been Dirty Potato Chips and Peanut Butter. Boy!
Old Wives Tale #21:  Ultrasound
I’m not sure that this falls under ‘old wives tales’, but, as with anything, ultrasounds may not be accurate all of the time.
Too early to tell.
Old Wives Tale #22:  Skin under Left Eye
The eye test is when a “V” or “branches” appear when you pull down the skin under your left eye.  If you see a “V” or “branches” in the white part, you’re having a girl.
I see none. Boy.

Old Wives Tale #25:  History of Parent’s Kids
You can find out the sex by going off of your parent’s kids and the order.  If you are the first born, you will have what your mother had but starting with her second child.  If you are the middle child, you will have what she said, but starting with the third child.  If you are the last child, you will have what your mother had in the exact order.  I think this tale only works when the parent’s had three kids.
I am the first born, and Mom’s second (and last kid) was a boy. Thus, it’s a boy!
Old Wives Tale #26:  Time of Conception
The person that is most aggressive in bed at the time of conception is the opposite of what the baby will be.
This is weird and not something I remember or care to share. Plus with fertility treatments, I am sure we were in the ‘let’s get this done’ mind.
Old Wives Tale #27:  Legs
If your legs get really big, you’re having a boy.  If your legs stay in shape and lean, it’s a girl.
Sam said I was gaining weight in my legs. It’s a boy 🙂
Old Wives Tale #28:  Moodiness and a Little Pecker
If you are really moody, you are having a girl since you have another extra girl hormones in you.  Your pregnancy will make you smile and be more happy if you are having a boy because there’s a little penis inside you.
This is really creepy, but I would say I’m happier. Boy.

Old Wives Tale #29:  Bread
If you eat the ends of bread, it’s a boy.  If you eat the middle of the load, it’s a girl.
Who eats the butt of the bread? Gross. It’s a girl.
Old Wives Tale #30:  Chinese Gender Chart
The Chinese Gender Chart claims to have an accuracy rate of over 90%.  It is based on how old the mother is at conception and the month that she conceived.
Boy.
Old Wives Tale #31:  Mom’s Beauty
Basically you are having a girl if your beauty disappears during pregnancy.  It is said that the girl “steals” the mother’s beauty.  If you think that pregnancy has never made you look more beautiful, you might just be having a little boy.
All I hear is the pregnancy glow and how happy and thin I look. It’s boy!
Old Wives Tale #33:  Clumsy vs. Graceful
If the pregnant woman is graceful throughout her pregnancy, she’s having a girl.  If she becomes clumsy, she’s having a boy.
Clumsy by far. Boy.
Old Wives Tale #34:  Toddlers
If a toddler boy expresses interest in a pregnant woman, she is having a girl.  If he doesn’t show interest, she’s having a boy.
The only toddler I’ve been around has shown zero interest in me, and all the interest in S. It’s a boy!
Old Wives Tale #35:  Side You Most Rest On
If a pregnant woman prefers to lay on her left side, she’s having a boy.  If she prefers resting on her right side, she’s having a girl.
I prefer the right. Girl.
Old Wives Tale #39:  Necklace Over Hand
Have someone hold a necklace over your hand.  If the necklace swings back and forth, it’s a boy.  If it moves in a circle, it’s a girl.
Back and forth. Boy.
Old Wives Tale #40:  What Do You Think?
71% of the time, the mom-to-be knows what she is having.
Boy!
Old Wives Tale #41:  Morning Sickness
If you had a smooth pregnancy with no morning sickness, it’s a boy.  If you were sick or felt really nauseous during your pregnancy, count on a girl.
Easy Peasy, boy.
Old Wives Tale #43:  Protein
When a pregnant woman craves meat and cheese, count on a boy.
Slim Jims … boy.
Old Wives Tale #44:  Feet
Are your feet colder now that you are pregnant?  If so, you just might be having a boy.  If your feet have stayed the same before pregnancy and during, you’re having a little girl.
Feet are freezing! Boy.
Old Wives Tale #45:  Hair on Legs
If the hair on your legs has been growing at record speeds, you might be having a boy.
I’m like Tim Allen on the Santa Clause. It’s hilarious and gross. Boy.
Old Wives Tale #46:  Hands are Dry
If your hands are constantly dry, it’s a boy.
What if your dry ALL OVER ALL THE TIME? Boy.
Old Wives Tale #49:  Headaches
If you are having headaches, you might be carrying a boy.
I miss my Excedrine Migraine. Boy.
Old Wives Tale #51:  Baby Names
It is said that when you can only think of specific names for a boy or a girl, you will have that particular baby.
We already agree on a boy AND girl name! 🙂

Worst. Blogger. Ever

The minute I go public with my blog, I fall off the face of the earth. At least it seems that way! We’ve officially moved into our new apartment and working our way through the boxes. I am already loving the extra space and visualizing where baby toys will go and where we will do feedings and tummy time. It’s a fun vision!

I am officially in the 2nd trimester! I am now eating like a normal person, but way more tired than before. These days I’ve likened taking a shower to running a marathon. It doesn’t help that I work from home and I can get away with dirty hair for a day.

I had to stock up on some more maternity clothes, it seems nothing fits, especially pants. I put on my ‘regular’ pants the other day and attempted the belly band and it was down right humorous. I couldn’t even zip the zipper enough to hide my polka dotted panties.

I could write a list a mile long about things that are making me cry. Mostly the thought that my baby will go to college and leave me one day, the Carters commercial with the little kid talking and how being pregnant isn’t always fun and we were morons for thinking this was a good idea. I am lucky S. is so understanding. I would have laughed in my face.

We find out the sex of this little peach (it’s the size of a peach this week!) on the 22nd and I am planning a gender reveal on Christmas when our families are there. I hope I can keep my mouth shut for those days 🙂

You Will Never Sleep Again

Well hello friends! Yes, it’s been a hot minute since I blogged, but I’ve thought about it often and that should count for something. The thing is, we decided to move … 2 buildings over. We. Are. Morons. But … this is a much bigger layout, so I can have a dedicated office space and a huge room for the baby. I told S. there is no way we are moving again for a few years. Thankfully we are in agreement on this!

Changing subjects – let’s talk about what I hate, more than anything, right now. I hate when I tell people I am pregnant and I get a response like this:

  • “Better rest now, you will never sleep again. EVER.”
  • “Oh wow, wait until you hit the terrible twos!”
  • “I was in labor for 569 hours and his head was the size of a basketball!”

Guess what. I know all about sleep deprivation, that raising a kid is hard and labor isn’t fun. What is with women sharing horror stories? Can’t someone tell me how wonderful and rewarding raising a kid is? How things will be hard, but it’s worth it?  I will never, ever tell a pregnant woman the negative part of all of this … unless they ask 😉

Too Soon to Complain

I am way to tired to be blogging, but Sam is cutting up chicken for chicken salad and it is making me barfy. The office is the only place I can be right now.

Let me preface this by saying that I’ve had a relatively easy pregnancy. Only threw up twice, beautiful hair and nails, not much weight gain (granted, I am only 10 weeks in). But today I had me a day. A day when I felt sorry for myself and pouted. I didn’t even shower. I just put on my new jammie pants and wallowed.

I. Am. So. Tired. And I’ve been tired. And nauseous. Since day 1. I am at the point where I feel like I am going to feel this way FOREVER. I will never NOT be queasy. I will never NOT be fatigued. I will never be myself again. EVER. Honest to God. How do pregnant women work during the first trimester? I work most the time from home and I am a total zombie with tears by 2PM. They are the true heroes who deserve a federal holiday. Columbus Day my ass.

Of course, I know that is total bologna, but hey, such is life. As Mama always said, tomorrow will be better.

Week 9: Olive

How far along? 9 weeks (and 3 days if you care about the details)
Size of baby: An Olive
Total weight gain/measurements: +2lb. Which still amazes me. Funny story – I am obviously losing weight it my hips and butt (and face) and on Sunday, I wore pants that were a little too big to the grocery store. As I was walking, I could feel my underwear sliding down and by the time I was in the car, it was literally being help up by the crotch of my pants. Under my butt and everything. I doubt this will last long …

Sleep: Still snoring, still love sleeping.

Best moment this week: Just being pregnant and being public. Oh! And a bigger apartment just became available, so we are moving on 9 December. It’s a great location – literally 2 buildings over.

Miss anything? Nah, nothing this week.

Food cravings: Is my OB reading this? I hope not. Things have been crazy and we have ordered in a few times and each time I get the same thing – a bacon cheeseburger sub with onion, mayo, lettuce and pickles. And each time it tastes like the best thing I’ve ever had. Not sure if that counts as a craving …

Anything making you queasy or sick? Nah, nothing specific. But my queasiness has started to subside. Driving makes me feel a little gross, but lemon drops help.

Symptoms: fatigue, crying jags, short patience, big boobs.