Monday, August 29, 2011

14 weeks, 6 days: Headaches are Poo

So I've been having headaches the past few days.  Got some tylenol, not really helping much.

117-118 pounds today.  Glad I'm not really gaining too much.  I feel huge though.  I wonder what my final weight will be?  I hope not more than 140.  That means like, 22-23 more pounds and thats it.

Still can't feel Lil' Chicken yet.  I wish I could!!!  It's driving me crazy that I can't.  I feel sad.

I worked on the glider rocking chair cushion today.  Got the back support cushion mostly done.  It looks real good if you squint at it from far away.  And it looks decent I guess if you look at it up close.  It's pretty sloppy though.  Was NOT the easiest sewing project I've ever taken on, that's for sure.  One more cushion to go, then I get to figure out the fricken arm rests.  Gah.  Also, not sure what to do about the glider ottoman.  Hmm...

I am SO not ready for another week of work.  I hate working 6 days with only 1 day off.  It sucks.  I can't wait to stay home with Lil' Chicken!  I think I'll probably work some odd jobs--babysitting, Zumba, and whatever else I can pick up--but I'll try to keep it to minimum commitment jobs.  Or maybe I'll go part time after August.  Who knows?  I'll have to see how I feel.

My nipple was really itchy the other day.  I think it's doing odd things.  Guess that would be normal for pregnancy.

This headache is really obnoxiousing me.  grr.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

14 weeks: Pregnancy advice

So I've decided that I need to be documenting the advice I get from people on this special, memorable journey I'm on. I'll try to keep a general timeline, too. Maybe this will be advice AND comments...

11 weeks: No alcohol for you, Missy!!
12 weeks: You know, you have to be careful about cleaning the cat boxes!
12 weeks: You need to be careful doing Zumba!!!! Are you sure it's ok?!
Yesterday: You sure did wait long enough. I was afraid you decided to never have kids *said through tears* (I'm 23 years old)
Today (14 weeks): My advice to you is to show the child love (**Blink. Blink.**)

Epic. Just epic. And this is only the beginning!

117 pounds today. Feeling fat, but not too bad with symptoms!!

Sunday, August 21, 2011

13 weeks, 5 days: I stepped on the scale at Publix.

I stepped on the scale at Publix and it said 120 pounds!!!!!!!!


Granted, I was wearing full clothes (a sundress and flip flops), hadn't pooped or peed in a while...and any other excuse that could make me fatter than I really am.


I'm sticking with the "I've gained 5 pounds" mantra.


Anyway's, my lower back/upper hip-als were bothering me something fierce yesterday.  I seem to like sitting lately.  Standing for long periods of time is torturous.  Still feeling fat.  Feeling like I'm fatter than I should be at this point.  I think it's because I didn't really get sick and stop eating like many people do during the first trimester.  Hmm..

Had a dr. appt on Thursday last week.  It half got cancelled because the Doctor had an emergency c-section or something, and then a deposition to attend after yeah.  But they still managed to work in the blood work!! (**unamused face**)

The blood work was horrible, in my opinion.  I was crying before I even got in the room, and it took forever, and a nurse, the blood lady, and Kev had to distract me (I wasn't really distracted though) enough to let her do it.  I was a hot mess.  Not my favorite thing to do.  I survived though (barely).  I have to admit she was good--I'll never let any one else touch me or my veins with a needle.

Speaking of veins...I have spider vein bits!  8 of them!  AHH.  Ugly legs, here we come!  Fudge balls.


ok i'm done now.

Monday, August 15, 2011

12 Weeks, 6 Days: Home From Atlanta

Finally home :)  I'm so thankful to have today off before I have to go back to the daily grind tomorrow.  I'm not really looking forward to going back to work.  I've enjoyed my time off and spending it with Kevin, especially since he'll be enrolling in school in a few months and I won't see him hardly at all.

I am getting excited about being a SAHM though.  I don't know how we're going to do it, I just know that we have to.  We will make it work.

Anyways, we went to Ikea in Atlanta when we were there and then in Orlando on the way back home yesterday.  We got a changing table!!!!!!  And a lamp.

Ikea Changing Table--That stuff is not at it's permanent location.  Just got excited is all  :)
Cloud Lamp.  Hanging from the ceiling.  Super cute.  Nice and Bright.
I also got some picture frames to frame stuff I've had sitting around for a year or so.  Also framed Lil' Chicken's first ultrasound pictures.

Now that I'm pregnant I keep seeing all of these cute little infants everywhere and I can't WAIT until we have ours!  It still seems unreal to me.  I weighed 117 this morning (bleh) so it's like, I know that I'm pregnant and whatnot--but I haven't felt the baby move yet, which makes me sad.  I keep trying to concentrate and feel it move, but nada!

Found 2 glider rocking chairs on  I'm going to look at them today.  One I like more than the other, but the one I like is $60, and the other one is only $30.  So I'm going to see the $30 one first and if I don't like it we'll go get the $60 one.  I think.  Have to test them out and what not.  I wonder about upholstering the pillows?? Hmm....

Been experiencing light headedness, headaches, and I find I get out of breath easier/my heart rate climbs high over dumb things.  Supposedly that's normal though.  SOOOOOOOOOOOOO nervous and NOT looking forward to my appointment this week.  Blood work is not my thing.  I'm going to FREAK OUT.  FREAK OUT.  FREAK OUT.


Tuesday, August 9, 2011

12 Weeks!!!!!!!!!!!

3 months today!  So excited.

Still waiting to feel lil' chicken move...  No such luck yet.

Put together the big leaf canopy from Ikea that we bought to go over the crib.  Might pick up a few more.  They are super cool

I've decided I want Kevin to help me make this really cool abacus that they sell at CB2 for $150.  It's like a giant wall decoration and it  would be super duper cute hanging over the crib or changing table.
So that's pretty cute, right?  So I'm going to buy wooden beads and paint them and have Kev put it together.  I'm excited.

Anyways, we went to the Atlanta Aquarium today!  Fun!  Really pretty fish:

I must say I love my Nikon Coolpix.  Amazing photos.  Yay!

Haven't stepped on a scale since I've been up here.  Guess I'll see the damage when we get home.  Boo.

Headache today.  Drank caffeine earlier and it didn't go that kinda sucks.  Maybe if it doesn't go away over night I'll have to hunt down some Tylenol tomorrow.

Monday, August 8, 2011

11 weeks, 6 days: We're in Atlanta, B*tch!

Yesterday we drove 8 hours to get to our friends house in Atlanta!  We're going to spend a whole week up here, doing up Ikea, Coca-cola, the Aquarium, Zoo, etc!  I'm pretty excited.  And we get to see Bonnie and Carlos, who we hardly ever get to see.  Yay!

Still waiting to feel the baby move.  I haven't felt anything yet!  I keep hoping.  People on WTE Feb forum keep popping up who can feel little flutters or whatever.  Nothing here!  I can't wait to feel it.

It's nice to have a week off to relax and enjoy each other.  Come January when Kevin starts school, we're going to see a whole lot less of each other :(  But it's for the better.  And only for 8 months, hopefully.  I'm nervous about the future but excited, too.  Ok, time to go brush my teeth and put on some makeup.

Friday, August 5, 2011

11 weeks, 3 days: Poop and Coffee....placebo effect?

So I've had a whole 10 sips of coffee this morning, and a few minutes ago, I find myself running to the bathroom so I don't crap on my couch.


What is it with coffee and poop?  Can the coffee really wiggle its way into my intestines to supercharge my poop in a mere 15 minutes?  Is something else going on?  Or is my brain going "Oh, I taste coffee.  Signal the poop bus to leave in 15!!"

I don't get it.

Whatever.  Better than being constipated and having hemmies, I guess.

So I'm down to 114 this morning!!!!!  Which means I've only gained 3-4 pounds, not 5!!  YAY.  I'm not quite the hippo I thought I was!

So this is my bump first thing in the morning:

Real bump.  Pardon the bed-head.
I hope I remember to take another picture later in the day after I've eaten.  It's stupid.  I get huge.  I just had to post proof that I'm not a huge glutenous pig.  I only appear that way at the end of the day.

What else?

Oh yes.  So my Zumba® peeps now know I'm preg!  This was followed by me getting yelled at for not "toning it down" according to them.  What they don't know is that I HAVE toned it down--by about 200%.  I am perfectly fine to do anything I was doing pre-pregnancy while pregnant, as long as I listen to my body.  I swear I will lose it if they think they are ok to yell at me my entire pregnancy.  Just saying.  I'll have to tell them that the midwife that attends class is the only person I'll let mother me.  The rest of them need to keep their opinions to themselves.

Anyways...Let me start by saying that I love my husband more than anything on this planet, and that he is a great husband--the best husband.  This is a rant, and I must vent it because I am sitting on the couch stewing:  I had all these plans to get things done today.  Then my husband, as he's walking out the door to go to work today, yells, "Have a productive day, sweetheart!"  BLINK. BLINK.  So what am I doing?  Sitting my happy ass on the couch.


I'm so mad that he fcuking said that.  Now instead of it being me just getting things done and whatnot, I feel like I HAVE to do it, because he commanded me to.

Well good.  He can come home to a crap house today and do it himself.  Have a productive day.....makes me want to throw something.

My step-dad (lovely human being that he is) used to do this to me growing up.  I'd be walking down the hallway out to the garage to check the laundry and he'd go "Make sure you check the laundry!" But not in a nice tone.  Either way, I WAS ON MY WAY TO DO THAT.  I have to remember these things for when lil' chicken is born.  I want to be positive--I want to do things the nice and not yelling way.  I want to say things in a way that makes him/her want to help out, instead of making it like she's a slave and has no choice of her own.

Grr I could kick him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


I feel better now.  Still didn't get much done today though.

Here's my "after" pic.  Not as bad as I was yesterday, but I think it's still noticeably different.

Look!  My upper belly fills in.  So weird.  That's where I feel "full" when I eat--my upper stomach.  Hmm....

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

11 weeks, 1 day: Still haven't told my mom...

So I've been 115 pounds the past few days...putting me at a 3-5 pound weight gain so far.  Poo.  It sucks being so hungry all of the time.  I must slow down so I don't end up gaining 40 pounds.

On to the topic discussed in the title:

I still haven't told my mom I'm pregnant.  I won't go into crazy details or anything--let's just leave it at my life has been a lot less stressful without trying to make someone happy who is unhappy whether I'm in the middle of the drama party or not.  So I decided not.  I got a random text message last week asking why I won't "give her anything" when I "hang out with my brother all the time".  She also said that she asks me to go to lunch with her all the time--except I can't find record of her asking me this.  (Not in any of the texts she's sent me since November of last year, and I didn't look at FB messages, but I can't recall this request more than once in the past 12 months)  Needless to say I didn't respond--didn't really know how to.....and now it's come to the time where I need to tell her about the pregnancy before she finds out from someone else but I don't know how to tell her....nor do I particularly want to.  Not so much that I mind her knowing, but rather I don't want to deal with everything that is going to come as a result of her knowing.  All I want is to be pregnant in peace, and I have a feeling that no matter how much I wish this, I'm not going to get my wish.

And it's not just my wish--more like, my demand.

This is supposed to be a happy exciting time.  Not a stressful time where I bend over backwards to make sure that everyone ELSE is good and happy.  F that.

Already I'm in the middle of the baby shower wars.  11 weeks....and i'm in the middle of a baby shower war.  **head shake**

So.  I'm considering the options of text message, facebook message, or mailing her sonogram pictures.  Not sure I like the option of her having pictures--so she can post them on her facebook and show them off like she has so much to do with this pregnancy or something--I think that would really really irritate me.  I mean, they're not even on MY facebook, and it's in MY body.


Facebook annoys me.

Still don't know what to do!  I have to figure this out soon....but I just don't know.

Let me just say how stupid it is that I'm even having to debate over how to tell my mom that I'm pregnant.  STOOPID.  SO STOOPID.

Ok i'm done now.