I can't believe how pregnancy can seem to fly by at some moments and drag on at others... It's kind of like other monumental times in life, but it seems to be much more exaggerated than most... Today, I got to see one of the midwives in my regular OB/GYN practice, and I was all like, "Wow! I can't believe I have already been released from the fertility specialists!" Sometimes it feels like I just found out I was pregnant last week... Other times, like as I sit here feeling completely and utterly nauseated (and praying that the phenergan I just took will kick in soon), I wonder how I am only at 11 weeks... If you would like to join me on a little photographic journey of exactly how much time has passed in this pregnancy, you can head on over to my "Pregnancy -- Gummy Bear" set on Flickr... Clark and I will be taking pictures every Monday (as I begin the next week of my pregnancy), and I will try to remember to upload them in a timely fashion... If I don't... Well, sue me! Later days...
Shoes... EVER!
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That is all... Later days...
I wish I still was, but my body doesn't seem to want to cooperate... I was going to try to sleep in to make up for the fact that I will be at work until 9pm, but I guess it won't be happening... I could blame it on the fact that my hubby and son had to get up, and I could hear them getting ready, but I know that isn't true... I could blame it on the fact that Boogie's alarm clock went off after he and Clark were downstairs, so I got up to shut it off... But that would be a lie as well... I guess that, despite feeling sleepy, my body really doesn't need any more sleep at the moment... Trying to lay here with my eyes closed is just going to drive me crazy with streaming thoughts of everything I need to remember to do before work today, so I guess I am just better off getting up and dealing with it... I'm not getting up without a little whiny post to my blog, of course, but I'm getting up nonetheless... Later days...
Really?!? Sometimes I feel like this cannot possibly be happening again... For a while there, I got so used to the idea of another pregnancy being "unattainable" that I still find myself incredulous at times... Especially since I cannot feel the baby moving yet, I often feel like I am just getting fatter... Teeheehee... I went to Flower's house today to get back some of the baby/maternity things I had given her, and that was really weird... It was like, "but SHE's having a baby... Oh wait... I am too!" I felt bad taking back anything at all, even though I wasn't taking back everything... But she swears she is ok with it -- happy even... Especially with giving back the crib, since she found a different one that she likes much more... I am happy to have the stuff back, don't get me wrong... But I really did feel awkward "taking" it from someone else who could have used it too... Luckily, she has other friends/family who have given her maternity clothes and who are begging her to stop getting hand-me-downs of baby gear so that they can buy some for her too... Man, I need to just be happy that I have such an understanding friend with other people who can help her out... If she's not upset, I should not feel guilty!!! Later days...
Scar tissue?!? Not sure what is hurt, or how I managed to hurt it, but I hurt something in my tummy yesterday... I am guessing that it is nothing scary for the pregnancy, since there is no cramping, spotting, or bleeding, and it only hurts when I end up stretching things a certain way... I am guessing, also, that it has something to do with moving around tables for my program or running as I carried Boogie into Applebee's -- because it was a crazy hail storm, and I didn't feel like being pelted in the face any longer than absolutely necessary... But, yeah... No matter how it happened -- it happened... I first noticed the twinge of shooting pain when I went to sit down on the floor last night, and it has happened a bunch of times since then... It's always when I am doing something -- never when I am sitting still... So, now I am just wondering whom I should call if this doesn't let up... Should I call the infertility specialists from whom I have still not been released? Should I call my regular midwife? Or should I call the surgeon from my ovary removal in March? I am thinking the latter of the three may be the best choice, since she should be able to best recall the exact location of the surgery and, therefore, best predict whether it has something to do with getting knocked up/stretching out the incision area... Man... I can't win! As long as I stop straining myself, something like I predicted should go away... But, how does one stop straining herself when she prefers to just do everything without asking anyone for help, and is used to being able to manage that on a normal basis, and so forgets until she is already straining herself again?!?!?!?!?!?!? Teeheehee... Later days...
I finally scanned the picture of the ultrasound -- and, of course, doctored it up to replace the boy's real name and erase mine completely... Yeah... I'm that paranoid... Whatevs! Check it out:
The baby's next to the label that says baby -- it's the gray mass, facing left, inside of the black outline (which is my uterus)... When you can see the heart beating and stuff, it helps to see the baby and s/he actually looks like a little gummy bear! Later days...
As in one, single baby that is growing and thriving in my belly! Clark and Boogie were both with me as I saw the baby for the first time, saw its tiny heart beating, and even heard the heartbeat! They didn't listen to a heartbeat when I had the first ultrasound for Boogie, so that was an amazing surprise... The PA said that I am due on February 15th -- I was so close with my estimated due date of February 16th! She said that everything looked as good as can be, and she even gave the OK to stop taking the Prometrium (the progesterone pill that may be making my nausea even worse than it would have been on its own)... While it is nice to have hope that my nausea will soon subdue a bit more, my stomach certainly didn't get the message... I barely made it through dinner before I had to go an lie down (slightly elevated, of course!) on the couch... I plan on taking it easy tomorrow morning before Boogie's first trip to the dentist, but then I have a night full of activity at the library... Let's hope the baby behaves itself! Later days...
