Monday, December 31, 2007

Wiggles needs a Foster Home...

....Wiggles said she would like to rent some unsick parents out who actually sleep during the night and go to work during the day. She is tired of us being here and interrupting her sleep. I am debating on telling her this is just the beginning,
wait till the baby wakes up in the middle of the night screaming, or I
stay home for at least 6 weeks in a row. She will really be sick of me
then. Yeah right, she couldn't be happier than she was this weekend
laying all over who ever was laying on the couch. She loves being held
and sleeping on us.

I hate being sick!

I have been sick now since Thursday. I can't tell if I think its
getting better, worse, or just not going anywhere. I know they say you
can take stuff for a cold, but I am just not willing to risk it. Plus,
it only gets rid of the symptoms, not the virus itself. So, for now, I
am going to suck it up and stick it out. Stay tuned to see how this
decision turns out.

Saturday we had the laziest day possible. I am not sure the last time Randy has experienced a day like that. I got up at 6 to eat, went back to bed at 8:30, got up at 11:00. And then laid on the couch until 5. I guess we should enjoy those kind of days b/c obviously onceMJ gets here, there will be none unless the grandparents are keeping him/her. But those days really aren't fun if you are sick.

I am one of those people who used to require so many hours of sleep in a
night. Well, it seems now, that was not necessarily true. But now my
excuse for going to bed so early is, b/c I know I will be awake for 1 -
2 hours during the night. Either I have to go to the bathroom, I am
hungry, or I just can not get comfortable. They say you are supposed to
sleep on your left side during pregnancy. And the earlier you start it,
the easier it will be. Well, I am a stomach sleeper, so I figured, I
better start trying this now. Well, let me be the first to tell you, it
sucks. Maybe this is why my mom sleeps on her side. I just can not do
it. I even had a dream last night of how comfortable I was sleeping on
my stomach with my legs folded up underneath me (just like a newborn
baby). I was so comfortable, until I realized I could be squashingMJ.

My appt is coming up on Friday. I am not sure really what they are going to do. I guess we will go over all my bloodwork from the last visit, I am sure I will have to pee in a cup again. Hopefully no more bloodwork though. I apparently have inherited the trait of the "rolling" veins, and I do not like it when they dig around in my around in my arm, "hoping" they will hit it. Hopefully they will listen for theHB. Although, it may still be to early, and will my other issues, I am not sure if
trying to find it and not finding it would be worse than just waiting until the next visit. But then that would be another 4 weeks, and that is just too long.

Randy's corner: It's now become a contest of who is the sickest. My husband thinks it is him. Why? This is his logic (remember he is an engineer): I have a two syllable sickness -Preg-nant. He has a five syllable sickness - A-cute - bron-chi-tis. So hten he does this little dance with his arms over his head waving in the air, ooooohhh, you're pregnant, whooo, I can do that. So, many of times have I contemplated having him incubate MJ for a while, just to see what he thinks. If anyone has come across research on this, plase let me know.

Thursday, December 27, 2007

And now for your viewing humor...

This is my view. It is funny how different
my view and the side view are. Side view doesn't seem that big, but
from my view it does. Yes, I know, it is only going to get bigger. But
I am enjoying it right now, so we will leave it at that.

A new belly pic has been added.

My cousin PJ
is due anytime within the next 10-12 days, and her step-mother says she
is miserable, so let's think about her and hope everything goes as
smooth as labor and delivery can.

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Happy Birthday to Michael Jackson

He is now 10 weeks old. That means he is now a fetus, not just an embryo anymore. How exciting! His new name is Micheal "Cletus the Fetus" Jackson. We will continue to call him Micheal Jackson or for simplicity purposes MJ.

Hope everyone had as wonderful a Christmas as we did. We both received some absolutely wonderful gifts. We are so lucky to have the families we have.

MJ got his (her) first Hot Wheels drag car. Also got a onesie that says Future Dragster. (Mom, Randy likes that better than Junior. Oh well, what do I know.) My parents also gave us two candles, one pink and one blue. Just to cover all basis. Good thing there wasn't more than one baby, or that would mean mutiple possible combinations of candles. Wears me out just thinking about it.

Anyways, everyone knows that pregnant women do some dumb things. My books states absentmindedness, not just pure stupidity. I guess it sounds nicer. I had brought home some work over the holidays to get it finished before I got it Wednesday morning. I figured out on Saturday that I could not do it at home. So, I would have to wait until I got back to work on Wednesday to do it. (No, I don't make an exception to go into work for these kind of things) It had to be done by noon, no ifs, ands, or buts, about it. So, I get to work a little early this morning to make sure I can get it finished on time. Low and behold, I had let the work at home. So, I promptly leave work to go home and get it. I live about 25 - 30 mins away, so it is not a short drive. Noon was getting closer and closer by the second. So, O get home, run inside, use the bathroom, run back out and hurry back to work. About 10 mins later, my darling husband calls to make sure everything is going good and I am on the way back to work, he ask me if I got the book (like I would go home and forget it). I look to the passenger seat, and a say a few words I shouldn't have. Of course, I had forgotten the book AGAIN! (I guess going to the bathroom was more important at the time.) So, I had to turn around, drive 10 mins back home to get the book. My dear husband catches me earlier this time (just as I am getting to the edge of the neighborhood) to make sure I had gotten the book. Poor him, see what he has to deal with. Either way, I made it back to work, and finished my project at 11:30. Plenty of time to spare.

Randy's Corner: He is feeling ok. We are working on getting him an appt with a pulmonologist. Hopefully someone will be able to figure out what is causing him so much trouble. He wasn't able to cough up stuff the other day and his lungs were clear, but now he says he is coughing up lots of stuff and he just can't seem to get it out. I feel so bad for him. Its a good thing, I haven't had morning sickness to bad or we would have to hire someone to come take care of us. Sad for people are age isn't it?

Monday, December 24, 2007

I need to type more often...

...It seems I go days without saying anything b/c I think I don't have anything to say, then I decide to write something and realize how many things I have not said. So, sorry for the long posts, it must be the procrastinator in me...

Nothing new and exciting lately. You know how one of the more common complaints of pregnancy is constipation. Well, I have the solution for that. Either contract a virus that doesn't seem to want to go away, or eat raisan bran for breakfast every morning. I am hoping things stay this way. I would rather have this problem then the other way around.

This morning we ate breakfast with Randy's mom, dad, sister and brother-in-law. I am pretty impressed with how cheap it was for 6 people to eat there. It could have been that we did not have to pay for any drinks considering they ran out of hashbrown casserole for a little while. Now to me, that is like running out of buscuits, because I far as I know, all of the breakfast specials come with hasbrown casserole. But, that did ensure it was fresh, unlike everything else we ate. Although it did not matter, fun was had by all.

Then, because Christmas isn't fun enough by itself, we thought we would go to Urgent Care and spend a couple of hours. Randy was having trouble breathing again, and it had gotten pretty bad over the last 24-36 hours. But this doctor lady was great. She gave us (read paid for) a nebulizer that he gets to use 4 times a day. How much fun is that. Either way, he felt much better after his inital treatment, that I was very happy. There is nothing worse than listening to a person attempt to breathe who struggles for every breath and you can not do a thing about it. Very disheartning. But he is feeling much better. He has even taken two naps today.

Randy's corner: Actually this is his quote for the day (while talking to me) "I thought I was going to have to go to the ER last night because it got so bad, and I just couldn't breathe. But I didn't want to wake you up." Excuse me? You didn't want to wake me up? What part in our vows did miss that I said for sickness and health. I think this qualifies. So we had a heart to heart (me trying to get my point across very nicely) that I would much rather wake up to take him to the hospital, than have the hospital come pick him up to take him to the morgue. I hope he understands. If for some reason several months from now, my water breaks in the middle of the night, you can bet the farm that I am going to wake him up. Let him sleep, what are you KIDDING me?

Friday, December 21, 2007

What a great lunch that was!

For those who have known me for the past 5 years, this will make more
sense. For those who are so lucky to have just met me almost a year
ago, I will give you some background first.

A few years ago, I started running. Then I started eating
healthy. I stopped eating fried foods, most cheese, french fries,
anything bad for you. (Except sweets) So that leads me to Sunday.

My Aunt brought pimento cheese sandwiches where the pimento cheese came from The Fresh Market. Well, michael jackson thought that was great. So, I think we had two sandwiches.
Well, at work, one of our clients brings in a tub of pimento cheese
from, of course, The Fresh Market. Well, who can resist? Not me. So, I
have had an abundance of pimento cheese over the last week.

For lunch today, I decided to splurge. I had a regular chic-fil-a sandwich
(yes, the fried one) and an order of french fries. I inhaled the french
fries like someone was going to take them away from me if I did not eat
them quick enough.

So, there you go, mom and Lissa, I am
eating normal foods. And Michael Jackson thinks it is the greatest
thing. What he doesn't know, is that he will not get these foods once
he leaves the confines of my uterus. All good things must come to an

Thursday, December 20, 2007

The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

When I started this blog, I thought everything would always be upbeat.
Well, just like real life, everything is not always peachy. I will
write about the good stuff as well as the bad stuff, because I want to
remember this experience as it truly was, not through rose colored

Everyone knows that pregnancy hormones are crazy.
Well, when you couple that with the medicine I am taking, it just makes
them almost unbearable. It so funny to me that I can be so happy about
something, yet feel that something is so wrong, that I don't get a
chance to feel the happiness. I have been completely consumed by fear
and worry. Apparently, after further searching my medicine also causes
anxiety and depression. So, after a couple days of hysterics and not
being able to stand it anymore, I called the doctor and they suggested
an ultrasound to ease my fears.

Well, sure enough Michael Jackson was still there with a very strong heartbeat at 178 BPM.
He (see mom!) even had a couple of involuntary movements while we were
watching him. It will be fun to see who gets the most I told youso's when we find out the sex. Randy or my mom.

seem to be back on even ground at this point. I just have to remind
myself that everything is fine, and we have a picture to prove it. We
are exercising every night to try and get some good endorphins flowing.
I am trying to find a counselor that has anappt available before the
end of January. I am hoping that when I stop my medicine in 3 weeks,
that the worst of these feelings will subside. But until then, I have
to do something.

I am not looking for sympathy, I just wanted to get this down, so that I can look back and say wow, how ridiculous was I being.

also visited our house yesterday and left me a body sleeper pillow. It
is like a C shape, that you lay your head in the top curve and the
bottom curves up to be between your knees. Last night was the first
night I did not toss and turn, until...I had an emergency visit to the
bathroom which made me think I had caught the virus. It seems to beok now, so maybe it was just michael jackson being bored. Can we give that kid some crayons or something?

Corner: He came down with this virus Monday that everybody has had.
Poor guy, he just can't seem to get better. I am starting to think it
is jealousy. No, its not, he has just been sick. I feel so bad for him,
because there is nothing I can do. He still has trouble breathing, but
his doctor says its because his lungs have been in aweakened state for so long (1 1/2 months now). So, supposedly, our exercise is going to cure him too. I guess will see.

For his second debut in as many months (because his mother is crazy):

Friday, December 14, 2007

Baby Belly

What do I not like about maternity shirts?

The fact that they look like maternity shirts. I know you all think
that is odd, but for someone who is in between everything, its just
ridiculous. Maybe I should start a clothing line? I need some longer
shirts to cover the low waist band on the maternity pants, so I went
shopping. I don't have a big enough belly to round out these shirts as
they are intended, so they just make me look fat. Now I understand why
these women are wearing shirts that don't completely cover their belly.
Because regular shirts aren't long enough to cover a belly, but
maternity shirts accentuate something that is not there yet.

why don't they make maternity shirts for men with big belly's? I am
sure everyone has seen one of these before. The guy who has the t-shirt
on that doesn't quite cover everything that hangs over the pants?Disgusting if you ask me. But they don't.

Doctor's appt
went fine. Go back in 3 weeks for a head to toe exam. Doesn't that
sound like fun. I can't wait. Best news of all, Randy's insurance pays
100% of the pregnancy. Unless of course you are like me and you want to
see the baby again before 20 weeks, you must pay for the ultrasound
yourself. Well you know what, late merryChristmas to us. Because I
don't care about the money, I would rather see the baby. I may change
my mind if we go in at 11 weeks and hear a strong heartbeat, but who

I am going to start calling this Randy's Corner: So apparently, michael jackson and his daddy to be have been talking. michael jackson said he would like it better if I would put my butt on a pillow pointed towards the tv
so he could see what is going on. Interesting huh? I don't think I want
to know what else they discuss. I guess at this point we could call it
guy talk until we find out differently.

We will try to put some belly pictures on here later. FYI - no one can touch the belly. Doctor said so. And we have to listen to the doctor.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

How many times indicate a trend?

Well, yesterday morning was not pretty. I had just finished telling C (my husbands sister) that I had not thrown up anymore. Just a little naseous each morning. I attribute it to the progesterone I am taking. Well, michael jackson must have thought that was funny, so he would let me now he was still there and it was time to have some more fun.

Now last time I got sick, if you rememeber, I felt great afterwords, not so much this time. I did not get to feeling better until shortly after lunch. It was a long morning needless to say. Today was a little better. Other than these two times, I am mostly ok, until I take my medicine. It just seems to do a number on me.

In other news, my husband has decided to hide any and all illnesses of his from me. I flipped out yesterday on him and started crying so, he has decided to not tell me anymore. For example, if he is going to the hospital, he is going to tell me he has to go to Canada for work. How long do we think this will last?

I ran my first red light of this pregnancy yesterday. I was talking to Randy after getting my lunch and not paying attention at all. I did however manage to look both ways, and make sure no one was coming before I pulled out. Oh well, let's just hope that does not happen again. Again, yesterday was a bad 1/2.

Hope everyone is doing well!

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Better get a hold on those emotions...

...before Randy has a breakdown. Tonight on the way home from the Christmas Party, a sad song came on the radio. You know, the one about the little boy who wants to buy his sick mother some shoes for Christmas before she dies. Well, of course, it causes tears. Randy says "what's wrong". I say "nothing". He says "I am going to pull over in this parking lot until you tell me whats wrong. You're crying, something must be the matter. " I thought he had passed that chapter in the book that said I am crazy and eventually it would go away. How do you explain to him what's going through your mind in a way that he will understand. I have figured it out. You don't. You just continue to hold his hand and tell him that you will be fine.

Poor thing. I can't imagine how stressful this is for him.

In other news, my work does not know that I am pregnant. I will tell them after the first of the year. So at the party tonight, one of the girls we are sitting with, mentions that she thought she heard me on the phone saying something about being pregnant. Well, I hope I played that one off well. Her husband noticed Randy looked shocked, so maybe that threw them off. If nothing else, its makes me feel very good that they (at least the one girl) has not noticed the weight I have gained, nor my enormous boobs. I can hear it now though, when I do tell them, they will say, well we thought you had been getting bigger. We just thought it was all the Christmas food you had been eating.

Oh well.

Good night!

My sister was so sweet until...

My mom, yes, my own mother, tried to convince my sister to take advantage of me being pregnant by making fun of me. Now, I only made fun of my sister when she was pregnant because SHE was hormonal (more so than me). My loving sister tells my mom no, she feels bad for me (while tearing up). So, I was always thinking, oh, how sweet. She answers my phone calls at 6 a.m. to answer my stupid questions about should I eat after throwing up. Until the other day. My sweet, dear sister leaves me a comment. What does it say, No, it did not say, oh, honey things will get better, it did not say its ok, everybody throws up. It did say "He. He. He."

Very funny.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Who ordered the vomiting and acne?

For the past few days I have been nasuos at odd times. I thought well, as long as I am not sick like my sister was, I will be fine. And it is entirely possible that I could be part of that lucky 15% that doesn't get morning sickness (according to my dad, my mom was part of this lucky group. Maybe its genetic). That all came to a screeching halt this morning. After riding the bike this morning for about 20 mins, I decided I better quit, I just did not feel well. I sat on the couch reading and thought, it will go away after I cool down. Nope, not gonna happen.

But let me be the first to tell you, vomiting makes you feel SO much better! I will take that 15 mins of horribleness for the way I feel right now.

I was one of those very lucky girls that did not have acne growing up. Does anyone else agree that this is punishment for those good days?

Oh well, if all this vomiting, acne, and all the other not so fun stuff to come means a healthy baby, BRING IT ON! This is a light at the end of the tunnel , however far away it may seem right now.

Oh yeah, reading a pregnancy book this morning made me cry. The sentence that set me off, Congratulations, you're having a baby. Talk about out of control hormones.

In other news, my husband is still the best in the world!

Monday, December 3, 2007

I am starting a new trend!

I have a lot to say since it has been a couple of days, so bear with me.

Nauseousness (sp) has set in. It happens if I wait to long to eat, it happens if I eat too much. But thankfully, nothing has come back up.

I am extremely tired. If I could convince them to let me sleep at work for an hour or so, I would definitely be more productive.

This weekend we went shopping. I only had two pair of pants suitable for
work, and one pair did not go with anything. So, I am sure people
started to talk after I wore the same pair of pants to work two days in
a row. But do you think I cared, no, I was comfortable, and that was
all I was concerned about. I bought two pair of maternity pants. And
let me tell you, I am sure I am not the first, but I will continue to
wear these pants, pregnant or not. They are so very comfortable and
stylish if I must say. One pair is even a pair of khakicorduroy . So, I
am starting a new trend that makes it acceptable to wear maternity
pants whenever you feel like it. You do not have to be pregnant, they
are just that comfortable.

Also, we went bra shopping. Apparently, just like the pants, I should have gone a long time ago. Who knew how much more comfortable I could be if I just got a bigger
bra. Wow! The girls certainly appreciated it very much.

In other news, I had lower back pain this morning for the first time.
After I got up and rode the bike for a little while it went away and
did not return. Let's hope we skip that part tonight.

In other, other news, Randy finally got the transmission out of his car
and shipped it off to the transmission man. The man called tonight to
let us (Randy) know it got there. Now, the man just has to fix it.
Which apparently could take a while. I guess we will see. What in the
world will we write about while there is no transmission in the car.

Well, anyways hope everyone is well!

Saturday, December 1, 2007

Do you think the boss would share?

Yesterday I had my first craving. My boss had just come back from lunch and I was in his office and he had a to-go cup. I could see from the lid, that the liquid was yellow, and all of a sudden the urge to have lemonade struck me. If I knew he would not have looked at me strangely, I would have asked him for a drink of that lemonade. Just the thought of it sounded so great. Now, I don't remember the last time I had lemonade (maybe from some kids in the neighborhood), but I don't remember thinking it was the best drink in the world. Which is what I thought yesterday afternoon about what was in that to-go cup.

But in other news, Randy says he is feeling better. Finally. Lets just hope he continues to feel better. And for some reason he seems to think I am cranky. Can you believe that? What loving husband would think their newly pregnant wife is cranky?

Also, I forgot to mention, the Wednesday, Nov 28th, was the first day I had to use a rubberband to hold my pants shut. The bigger problem, I have 3 pair of those same kind of pants. I have not tried them on again for fear that they will not fit at all. Currently, except for those pants, I am down to two pairs of pants that are suitable for work. That is ridiculous. I don't want to go shopping this early. That just means more shopping later. Well, I guess we will have to have numerous kids so that I get good use out of all of the clothes we are buying. (Wonder if Randy will read that sentence?)

Thursday, November 29, 2007

Look, there it is!

Today could not have gone any better. It was the day for the first ultrasound and to find out how far along we were. I was so happy and anxious at the same time, it was a stange feeling.

It didn't take very long at all for michael jackson to appear. She measured him and found us to be between 6 weeks and 6 weeks and 1 day along. You could see the heart just a beating to. Very strange to think that somewhere inside me there is this grain of rice sized baby with a heartbeat. Of course I cried, who wouldn't. The heart beat was hard to measure since it was so small and seemed to move a lot. I had to hold my breath a couple of times so she could get a better measurement. But, it was beating strong at 116 BPM.

As I sit here now and recount our experience, I have an overwhelming sense of wanting to go back and see it again and make sure everything is ok.

Our next appt is in two weeks. Of all of the fun stuff we are going to discuss at this appt, one of them is the cost of a baby. Don't you think they should tell you about this BEFORE you get pregnant. Something tells me, even though we know a baby is going to be expensive and cost a lot, I have a feeling they are going to shock us. Oh well, I think the joy of having a baby will far outweigh worrying about what it will cost us.

Until then, have a GREAT day!

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

The countdown begins

How many irrational thoughts do you think one person can have in a matter of days? Let me be the first to tell you a lot. The long awaited (since Monday) ultrasound is tomorrow. We are very excited, right now. I am just waiting on this to change to fear and anxiety. Why? I don't know. Because I am being ridiculous again.

This morning I had one of my more irrational thoughts. The ultrasound they will do tomorrow is a vaginal one. At this early stage, it will show more than just a tummy one. So, I was thinking, what happens if she/he doesn't know what they are doing and breaks the mucus plug that is protecting our little michael jackson. Now, I know that these people have probably done a bazillion vaginal ultrasounds before me, so what makes me think I will be any different. I guess that is the way we feel when it is us and not someone else. It is different when it is OUR baby or OUR body that is being poked and prodded.

Now, I am sure you are wondering about the michael jackson. I have always wanted to name our little boy Jackson. I guess ever since Steel Magnolias, I have loved that name. So, Randy took that and now he calls him michael jackson. It is very cute. He likes to talk to him.

I think Randy is going to be a wonderful father. I am so luck to be able to share this journey with him.

Well, some people actually have to work for a living, so I must go do that now.

Monday, November 26, 2007

What a wait!

Well, this past weekend was a LONG one. My second beta test was done on Friday morning. I had myself so worked up that things were bad it is a shame. In my world, it took forever for the nurse to call me back this morning. But alas, she called back and everything was great.

Second beta came back at 9713 (I think) Once she said 9 thousand I quit listening. I was so relieved I tuned everything out and caught the second half of the answer.

We have scheduled our first ultrasound for Thursday. We are very excited. It is going to seem like forever for that day to get here. At that appt we should find out about due dates and how far along we are.

In other news, your daddy is sick still. He has now been diagnosed with an almost case of walking pneumonia. Let's hope he gets better soon!! Somebody has to pull the transmission out of the car.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Day One

Well, I have always been a good sleeper. At least 8 hours a night. To which I would get up and exercise on an empty stomach.

That ended abruptly. I was up at 2 am for the first of many times. Finally got out of bed about 4:45 am because I was starving and had to have something to eat. Sugar coated raisins it was. I know, extremely healthy.

It seems mornings are the hardest so far.

I started taking Prometrium again due to low other levels. The prometrium made me extremely dizzy this afternoon.

In other news, Randy has been sick for 2 weeks now. He has been given an inhaler, antibiotic, and decongestant. It seems that going to work makes his breathing worse because of all of the dust in the air. So, he has been home late morning for the past two days. But today, he cleaned and did a FANTASTIC job straightening up the house.

He wanted to pull his transmission out of his 1972 Duster twin turbo drag car, but felt to sick to even do that. Now that must be sick!

I better get the instructions for this thing!

On October 30, I had a pg test in order to get the go ahead to begin progesterone and get AF to come. You take this medicine for 10 days and AF will show up within the next 10 days.

Well, on day 11, AF still was a no show. Anxious to get this show on the road and begin clomid, I decided I would take a HPT so that when I called the dr's office I could tell them I had already taken one and it was negative and get on with what would be the next step.

Well, Randy had already left to go to work, and I took the test, just as a matter of procedure. Well, I decided later I better check it. And I looked at it and thought, huh, I better get the instructions, because I think it says I am pg. Well, it was positive. Completely unexpected, but very welcomed!

I think Randy was just as shocked as I was. We have never even started our medicine. We were still waiting on AF since her last arrival on Sept 16th. I took the stick to my sister just to get another confirmation. She agreed, and I was on the way to purchase a more expensive test. You know, the digital type. Where you can not mistake lines. Well, sure enough, it was positive also.

So, I called the dr's office. Needless to say, they were just as shocked as we were. But, miracles do happen. I was sent for labwork to get a Beta HC test. Dr's office calls back and says levels look great. First beta was 2500. The bad part is because of no AF, knowing how many weeks we are is difficult. We will know more after the first ultrasound.

So, until then, we are pregnant with a baby due sometime in July!