I can't believe Thomas is two months old already.  Where did the time go?

So much has changed with him.  He's developing his own personality.  He's smiling and giggling and interacting more and more every day.  He sleeps well at night, when he gets there.  It takes him awhile to go down, but then he sleeps and wakes twice a night to eat but those awake times are 15-20 minutes and then back down. 

Tomorrow we go for his two month needles and I'm a little nervous for how he'll react to them.  I hope he's alright.  I'm sure he will be, he's a trooper.  He's gotta be over 15 pounds now.  We'll see tomorrow at the doctor's office.

We started cloth diapers during the day while we are at home.  They are going ok.  A lot of work because he hates being wet and he pees all the time.  Probably because he eats so much!

We are so lucky that he is such a good baby.  I love him so much!

Well, motherhood has sure kept me busy and away from actually writing.  I have a few quiet moments so I will see how far into this entry I can get.

Thomas John Robert Arden was born July 30, 2009 @ 9:47pm via semi-emergency c-section.  Here's the complete story:

I took off a week earlier than planned from work because the doctor told me that I could go anytime.  I was having a lot of BH contractions for the days previous (more frequent than in the weeks previous).  I was getting disappointed that nothing was happening.  Too tired to do anything around the house, I mostly lay on the couch napping and watching tv.  DH came home on Wednesday and we decided to go for a walk to get milk.  Normally a 20 minute round trip, I almost asked him to get the car and come back and get me.  I hurt so much.  When we got home, I was tired but couldn't sleep.  Didn't make it up to bed until after 11pm, which is very late for me.  I must have crashed out hard because when I half woke up to roll over at 1am, I thought I was peeing myself.  I quickly realized that my water broke!  I said to DH "my water just broke!" and he responded "Wha? I don't want a glass of water!" and when I got up and ran to the bathroom, he figured out what was going on and immediately stepped into action.

I sat on the toliet for over half an hour because I was gushing so much fluid.  It was pretty disgusting.  Everytime I stood up, another gush would happen and I'd have to sit back down.  I finally managed to get on a big thick pad and make it downstairs, where I sat on that toliet for another 10 minutes.  DH did his part by gathering up everything we needed and putting into the car while I was trying to gather myself.  Neither one of us were panicked at all and we were both relatively calm.  We put two towels on the front seat and headed to the hospital.  We were in triage by 2am.  I did not like the nurse that was there and was very glad when we finally moved to the labour and delivery room at about 5am. 

The department was very busy and they couldn't dedicate a nurse to me until after 7am, so I sat in the room with DH, still oozing fluids and having no contractions.  I was still barely dilated 3cm and the baby was not engaging at all.  They started the pitocin around 7:30am.  By 11ish, I was feeling the contractions and asked for the epidural because the anethist was so busy that day, if it didn't happen then, I might not get one.  The epidural went in around 11:30ish.  It didn't take and half an hour later, the nurse was doing a top up of the medicine.  That didnt' work either and I Could feel the contractions intensifying.  The anethist was called back in and he tried to reposition the cathetor.  Nope.  Still didn't work.  He went away and the contractions kept coming.  He came up again to attempt to reposition the cathetor.  That didn't work either.  By this time, the contractions were so intense I was screaming through them.  I couldn't feel my legs, but I could feel the entire right side of my abdomen.  I felt so bad for the husband who couldn't do anything for me.  He left the room a few times to gather himself and I felt bad for him.  I know he just wanted me to be okay and not be in so much pain, but there was nothing he could do.  They finally called in another anethist just before 7pm (after almost 3 hours of screaming pain that I don't wish on anyone) and he took out the first epidural and put in a second line.  Within 5 minutes, I felt wonderful and could actually smile and talk and laugh again.  I still felt pressure in my pelvis, but the contractions were gone. 

The nurses changed shift about 7pm.  The new nurse that came in read my chart, realized that I was only approximately 8cm, saw that the urine cathetor was full of blood and decided to talk to the oncall doctor just after 8pm.  The oncall doctor came in and told me that it was time to do a cesarean section because of the situation.  20 hours was enough for me and I readily signed the forms.  By this time, I unfortunately had a fever and they were concerned for the baby's safety and it was clear that this was the best decision.   It was at this point I called my parents.  They had no idea what was going on.  I asked my father what he was doing the next day and he said working.  I asked if he would rather come up and meet his grandbaby instead and explained the situation.  I promised to call after the surgery was done. 

I was in the operating room around 9pm and by 947, Thomas was born.  I was in recovery for just over an hour.  Thomas had to go to the NICU immediately for 48 hours for observation because of my fever and the fact that my water had broke almost 21 hours before he was born.  When he was born, his heartrate was a little fast and his temperature was raised slightly.  All of this needed to be closely monitored.  I didn't even get to hold my baby until the next morning and I was so sad.  They wheeled me into a room with another woman and her baby.  I had to spend the night listening to everyone else's babies on the floor crying off and on all night.  I barely slept.

I spent the next few days in the hospital.  Thomas being in the NICU, I had to go down and feed him every few hours.  It was hard on us all.  He was so big in that incubator and he was hooked up to a lot of monitors that looked scarier than they were.  It was for the best.  He joined me in the room on Sunday.  We had a rough night together where he didn't want to sleep at all.  We went home on Monday.  My mother spent two days with us helping us get used to the idea of Thomas.

My next few days were painful at home recovering from the surgery.  All worked out and Thomas and I are fine and healthy.

It's been 6 weeks since he's been with us.  I love him so much.  We figured each other out during the first four weeks and have now settled into somewhat of a routine.  Not a formal schedule just yet, but that might come later. 

Breast feeding is the hardest thing I've ever done.  You are always "on call" and always needed.  I can't be away from him, even if I wanted to.  It's worth it though.  He is such an awesome little guy.  Hard to believe, but DH and I are already talking about when to start on number 2!

Well, that's about it for this entry.  Now that things have settled a bit, I hope to be able to update this a little more, but I've said that before as well!

So, pretty eventful for an uneventful pregnancy the last two weeks.

Shortly after my last entry about a few Braxton Hicks contractions, I ended up on a Tuesday, at exactly 33 weeks, I started having a lot of contractions.  Started around 9pm and by 10:45ish DH and I were at the hospital to get monitored.  20 plus BH in two hours was enough to cause me concerns.  I was put on the monitor and did a non-stress test (NST) to find out if I was in actual labour.  The resident did a very painful exam involving a speculum, no lube and long swab.  OUCH.  She also did an internal to find out if I was dialating.  Good news is my cervix is closed and I'm about 50% effaced.  Phew.  No labour.  Contractions went away during the night and we were home by 2am.  I'm such a champion, I went to work the next day like nothing happened.

This past Monday, they fired (finally) the girl that was going to be my replacement.  What a useless tit she was.  They gave her far too long in my opinion and now we're stuck because I only have about 16 working days (or less, see below) until I'm finished at work.  And no replacement.  I was supposed to find out about the replacement situation on Tuesday but that didn't happen.  I've taken Wed-Fri this week and won't be back until Monday.  Maybe I'll find something out then?

Had a doctor's appointment on Tuesday as well.  Dr. was concerned about how big the baby was.  I got sent for a repeat glocouse test (GTT) and had to drink that awful orange crap again.  I did that yesterday and I have two bruised arms now from the needles.  I've never bruised that bad before.  Gross.  Today was another ultrasound.  Head is good and low.  Facing up though.  Hoping it turns so I can avoid a back labour situation.  There's still time.  I'm not that concerned.  We got to see a great shot of the face.  Baby has the same nose as DH.  Pretty amazing to see.  The tech couldn't tell us much, but she did let us know that the baby is estimated to be 6lbs 6oz!  I looked online and that's in approximately the 92nd percentile for growth rates!  Holy crap!  According to my books, baby is as big as one about 37 weeks.  I know that's all "guidelines" and such, but it still seems rather large for me.  Def. has DH's build lol  We figured a big baby, but I don't think it had really sunk in until we heard that weight.  Seeing as the baby will generally gain .5-1 pound/week, we could end up with 10+ pounder.  I'm too little for that!  I was hoping for around 8 lol  I'm curious to find out what the doctor has to say about it on the 14th.  I'll be 36 weeks and more than ready for whatever he says (but scared no doubt!)  Hard to believe that this could happen literally ANY DAY now! 

Scared, nervous, excited...

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Daynica

32 weeks today! 8 months!  Holy crap!  It's almost getting to be that time!

Had my baby shower on Sunday.  Got a lot of stuff but not a lot from the registry.  I'm grateful for what I received, but I thought that there would be more.  I know that makes me sound greedy and I feel bad and all, but it's the truth.  We have a few things left to get in the next few weeks.  Change pad, crib sheets, bassinet sheets, onesies, soother (even though I really want to avoid this habit), shampoo, soap...

I'm getting worried that I'm not going to know what to do when this baby comes.  I know I'm going to have a lot of support with my family and all, but they aren't going to be there 24/7.  I know that this is a common fear for first time mothers.  The, OMG, I'm totally responsible for a living breathing creature.  But, reality is starting to settle in.  Are we ready for this?  (Little late now for that).  What if I hold the baby wrong?  What if I drop the baby?  What if I can't breastfeed?  What if I sleep through its cries?  I'm also getting some anxiety over the delivery.  I understand that it's coming out.  That part doesn't scare me.  I'm worried about the after part.  How sore am I going to be?  For how long?  What if I get an infection?  What if I.... gulp.... tear "down there"?  Hmm...maybe I should have taken those pre-birth classes.... again, too late for that.

I was sick for 24 hours last week.  Couldn't keep anything down and threw up about 4 pounds worth of my total body weight.  Had a doc's appointment yesterday and the doc commented I didn't gain any weight.  Well, duh.  DIdn't I just tell you that I was sick?  At least the baby is growing on target and is the correct position.  That's the main thing.

I started water-yoga last week.  I like it.  It's slow and relaxing and it makes me feel like I'm getting off my butt and doing something.  I've also started going for massages and that's nice as well.

I"m slowing down a lot more these days.  I feel bad for not doing anything, but I simply do not have the energy.  My back is sore, my feet are sore and my calves get sore.  I feel like a hero if I get all the dishes done.  It's pathetic.   I hate spending so much time on the couch, but I don't have much choice lately.

Sleep is an issue these days.  I can't get comfy, when I do, I have to get up and go pee.  And the heartburn... oh the heartburn....

Still feeling the baby shifting and moving.  Every night without fail, between 9:30-10pm, the baby pushes hard against my belly for about 2-5 minutes and it HURTS.   Don't know what that's all about. 

Also feeling some BH contractions.  Never more than 2 a day though and no one is worried about it.

That's about all the updates at the moment!

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Daynica

Well, so much for keeping up with a weekly journal...

Nothing much has been going on and that's why there hasn't been a post in so long.  This I think is a good thing!  I haven't had any problems since my hospital visit.  My biggest complaints would be the heartburn that wakes me up almost every night and the newly developed stretch marks.  The stretch marks are hideous and I wish they weren't part of the process.  But, I understand it's a package deal and Im slowly coming to terms with the fact that I probably will never wear a bikini again.  Sigh.

Had a doctor's appointment today.  I apparenty gaine 8 pounds in a month and that is a no-no.  I got frowned at.  Well, you try growing a person and tell me how much weight you gain, you male doctor you! lol  That would bring the grand total thus far to 32 pounds.  I was hoping to gain 30 total, but that was obviously not going to happen from the first trimester.  Again, it's not the weight that bothers me, it's the stretch marks.  Weight can be lost with some work.  Stretch marks are forever as I don't think I would ever go the route of plastic surgery.

Only 10 more weeks until this baby makes an appearance.  Well, if you go by my due date that is.  DH and I and a whole bunch of other people think that it will be a July baby.  My prediction is July 27th.  If that happens, I won't see my last day at work which is scheduled to be July 30th.  I think I'm okay with that.  Work tires me out and leaves me with no energy.  Heck, everything tires me out these days!  I'm big and uncomfortable and I'm just about ready for this baby to be on the outside.  I'm getting kicked all the time and it's starting to hurt.  There has been a few occasions when I've had to stop mid-conversation to deal with a good kick.

Oh, and yesterday, I had my first episode of Braxton Hicks contractions.  Fun times.  They did not make me feel good.  I'm sure there are just more to come. 

Zoo on Saturday with the neices and nephews.  Hope I survive the big day walking around!

Hope to post sooner then I have been.  Doctor's appointments are now every two weeks instead of every four, so at the very least, it will be every two weeks...

Until then...

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Daynica

I'm behind again.  Yep.  I know.

So, 26 weeks is almost over!  Hard to believe that in 3 days I'll officially be in my third trimester!  That's super exciting!  Heading into the home stretch now....


Monday, at 25w6d, I decided to take a day off from work because I had a cold.  I was going to just suck it up and go to work, but dh decided for me and I was glad.  I had a doctor's appointment with a new GP at 1pm so I was going to talk to him about not feeling well then.  I sat on the couch for the morning and wow was the baby ever active!  Would not lay still and it was hurting!  I took a shower just before noon and when I got out of the shower, I started feeling this incredible pain in my vagina.  Hard to explain where it was, but it was centralized right around my pubic hair (internally).  It was such a stabbing pain that I had trouble walking.  I had to grip something just stay upright.  It was so intense.  I thought it was Braxton Hicks at first, but realized that it was far too low and the pain was not letting up like BH would.  I thought briefly about calling an ambulance or at the very least, TeleHealth.  I managed to make it down the stairs and grabbed my computer to look up pre-term labour.  It did not appear that this was the case.  The pain finally eased up about 20 minutes later, but it was still defnately there.  I decided to just go to my doctor's appointment and talk to him.

When I got to the doctor's, we did some intial meeting things.  I then had a chance to tell him about the pain that I was experiencing.  He got me up on the exam table and started poking around.  My lower abdomen was very tender and he was concerned.  He left to go call Dr. H, my OBGYN.  Dr. H told me to go straight to labour and delivery triage at the hospital.  I'm scared now.  I called DH and he met me at the hospital and was so good to me while I went through a few tests.  The nurse put the doppler on me and DH got to hear the baby for the first time.  The baby was still moving around like crazy and it kept making thump thump noises with the doppler.  They had on the baby for about 15 minutes and the heart rate was so good they didn't need to do any other tests.  Because I wasn't leaking any fluid or blood, they didn't do much more for me.  They had me pee in a cup and that showed white blood cells.  That could mean a UTI, but they weren't positive.  They were going to send it to the lab to have it further analyzed.  Possible theories of what it could be included a UTI, round ligament pain or a ruptured cyst.  No firm diagnosis as I left.  They sent me home and that was that.  I felt better then next day.

Tuesday I went to Dr. H and he didn't have much to say.  Everything looked alright.  Bad news is I failed my glucose test and now have to go for another.  If I fail this one, then I have gestational diabetes.  Not wanting any part of that.  Especially because all my loves happen to be for sweet foods.  I'm sure I'll deal with it if it happens, but I don't want to prick my finger and test my blood several times a day. 

Everything else is coming together.  My sister in law is throwing me a baby shower and she doesn't think I know about it.  Silly girl, who do you think gave DH the names and emails for the invites?  I just hope that she includes D in the planning.  I did D's baby shower when she had her daughter, and I know that it would mean a lot for her to at least have a part in mine.  She's been asking for months now -- pretty much since I told her I was pregnant!

That's about it for now.

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Daynica

Well, I should have read my last post before I started this one.  Might be some duplication here.  Oh well.  The days are blending together now anyway!

So, the baby is kicking like crazy!  I can't believe that it went so fast.  Started with tickles, then it went to a few little bumps, and then one evening, we were watching tv and I thought I felt something against my hand that was resting on my belly.  I left my hand were it was and sure enough, two more thump, thumps!  I called DH over and he was able to feel it too!  How amazing is that?  That was a week and a half ago.  Now the kicks and movements are getting so strong and much more frequent.  I have at least one a day that hurts.  A lot of the movements are confined to my pelvic region and you can't feel them from the outside because they are in the pubic bone.  The baby likes to hang out on my bladder and I have to get up and pee a lot more as well because of that.  I'll be perfectly fine and then after a kick, I have to go so bad.  I'm also getting up two times a nigh at least now.  At least I can get to sleep right after so so far, that's good.

I woke up this morning and saw two stains on my shirt.  Guess I'm starting to leak a little (already).  I can't believe it!  Today being Easter, nothing is open.  I have to run out tomorrow and get a sports bra for sleeping in and some nursing pads.  It was just a little bit of leakage, but I know it's only going to get worse.  I would hate to have an accident in public.  This may be the only way to prevent it.

I can't believe how much my body is changing.  My breasts are getting heavy and starting to sag.  My stomach is huge.  I'm starting to get stretch marks on the side of my body.  Every day I'm more and more amazed with the changes.  I love being pregnant now that I'm not so sick!

I had a doctor's appointment last week and I was told that I was measuring big.  Well, I figured that much out -- I"m a tank.  I'm not to worry about it though (sure thing).  I have also started to retain a lot of water and am swelling.  I've had to take my wedding rings off before I couldn't.  That makes me sad.  I miss them a lot.  But my blood pressure is good and my last ultrasound looked great so I suppose there's nothing to be worried about.  I go for my glucose test in two weeks and we'll see what that has to say.  I really don't want to have to do the three hour test, so I'm hoping to pass the one hour test with flying colours.  I really hope that I don't have to deal with gestational diabetes.  I guess we just have to wait and see.

Well, I think that's enough for this week.

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Daynica

Yay!  I made it halfway!  20 weeks yesterday!  Things are going well.  Fairly uneventful.  I'm feeling pretty good.  A little run down at times, but on the whole, pretty good.  Cleaning the house makes me exhausted and I can only do a little at a time without needing to sit down for a bit.  Other than that, it's all been pretty good the last few weeks.

I've started to feel more movement.  More frequently the last few days even.  I'm getting a few "knocks" right at the moment.  It went from little tickles to little tap, taps from the inside.  The last ultrasound showed that the feet were dangling right near my cervix and I can feel the most movement in that area.  Ha, as I typed that, I just got a little tap to the right of my belly button :-)

I've only gained 11.5 pounds from last Thursday.  I look a lot bigger than that though.  I've started measuring my belly and it's scary.  We had a theory that I only grow on the weekends.  From Friday to Monday past, I grew 1.5 inches in girth!  Holy heck that's a lot!  Scary, really!

I've noticed my first start of stretch marks :-(  I knew they were coming, I was just hoping that they weren't start this soon.  They are at the sides, more toward the back.  I guess it happens when you get bigger so fast.  Oh well.  Nothing I can do about it!

Well, I'm still feeling taps taps taps....

Two weeks until my next doctor's appointment.  Going to visit my parents this weekend -- hopefully my mother controls her tongue this time!

I know, I know.  I was a bad girl and I didn't update last week.  Good news is, nothing much happened last week so there wasn't anything to report.

Yesterday I had my doctor's appointment.  I actually walked right in and saw the nurse, a big change from last tie.  I have gained 3 pounds in a month (although my scale says 5, I'm not going to complain!) and my blood pressure is excellent.  Got to hear the heartbeat a little longer this time and it's all good.  Everything is looking like it should for where we are at this point.

Had my "big" ultrasound today.  It was awesome to see the baby again.  It looks so much more like a baby then it did when I last had an ultrasound at nine weeks.  We have legs, arms and toes.  The baby was sleeping so the measurements were easy for the tech to get.  When DH was able to come in, the baby was starting to wake up and we got to see the baby stretch and wave and open up its mouth and close its mouth.  At one point, it looked like it was scratching its head.  So amazing! 

We are choosing to keep the sex a secret and I like it.  It annoys a lot of people.  We think it's like opening a present on Christmas and already knowing what it is.  There are so few surprises left in life, let's keep a few. 

There is one small problem this week.  I have developed an infection in my piercing scar and it's gross.  The doc thinks my tummy stretching caused a tear in the scar tissue and it somehow go infected.  It hurts, but it's not going to harm the baby.  I can deal with that.

That's about all I got at the moment. 

Cheers!


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Daynica

Wow.  Four months.  Four months pregnant today.  It's amazing, isn't it?

I'm finally starting to feel good.  (We just won't talk about yesterday).  It's been a good two weeks.  I'm still tired all the time, but it isn't nearly as bad.  I'm just regular tired now and not fall down tired all the time.  I'm able to stay up to 10pm again (but usually go to bed around 9:30 anyway -- why push limits?).  I started sleeping on my side about 3-4 weeks ago now and I'm still not used to it.  I have trick myself into doing it.  The other night, I got up to go to the bathroom (as per usual) and then lay in bed AWAKE for about 45 minutes.  I never do that.  It was so weird.  My insomniac husband snoring away in a deep sleep and I'm staring at the ceiling fan trying to count myself to sleep.  I must have drifted off, but got woken up by Abby, our youngest cat, who insisted on chewing some tape on a box in our bedroom.  She's a loud little destructo-bot.  I managed to sleep okay last night.  I'm not ready for this pregnancy insomnia to kick in just yet.  I'm really not.  I know it's coming, but I'm hoping to avoid it until very late into the pregnancy.

My tummy is getting big.  I can't believe it.  I am also starting to get annoyed with the 'are you sure it's not twins" questions and stares.  Every body is different and mine just took exception to this pregnancy.  I've only gained 6.5 pounds as of last Thursday, despite everyone's shock (dismay?).  I just have a big tummy!  Maybe I'm destined to become fat and this is just a little push start to road I'm already on?  Who knows.  I'm just getting tired of it all (already).  

I started to feel the first flutters of the baby a few days ago!  I was sitting at work eating my face off as usual when it happened.  Just three times the first day.  The next day, it wouldn't stop!  The next day slowed down a bit, and then on the weekend at home, for whatever reason nothing happened.  It was weird, but I refused to stress myself out about it.  It's still early on in the pregnancy.  Most people don't even feel a thing yet.  Good thing I didn't stress myself out, the butterflies came back yesterday again and are there today (some right now, actually).

Other than that, no real developments this week.  Well, my boobs continue to grow.  Three people in the last couple of days have commented.  I noticed too.  I don't mind that, I just wish that they would stop hurting so much.  Oh, one more new thing - nose bleeds.  I can't believe I've had two full on bleeds and several small insignificant bleeds the last week.  I hope this doesn't continue to August.  Ive started sleeping with a humidifier beside the bed, and it seems to be helping a bit.

Next doctor's appointment is March 9 and we should be scheduling the "big" ultrasound.  I really hope that the hubby can be around for that.  He's waiting impatiently to start traveling with work again and it could be happening in the next few weeks....

I don't know why this keeping up with the journal is becoming so hard for me.  Must be because I have a hundred things on my mind these days.  Still, I want to keep this up, so here we go.

I had my first real prenatal appointment two days ago on Monday.  I had to wait for over an hour before I got seen for less than five minutes.  My everything looked good and I got to hear the heartbeat for the first time, albeit for 5 seconds.  But it was so nice to hear!  Confirmation that there is still in fact something in there!  I go back in a month for a regularly scheduled appointment.  We will be booking my big ultrasound then as well.  I just hope that hubby is in town and will be available to come to that one.  He hasn't made to any appointments, which is fine by me, but I would really like it if he could come to this one because you will actually be able to tell that it's a baby.

The race is on between my stomach and my breasts.  Breasts are still in the lead but not by much.  I give it another two weeks and the stomach will win that battle.  Speaking of boobs, I knew that they were going to change.  I'm not dumb.  No one told me that my nipples would change too.  I knew that they would get darker, which kinda bothers me because I used have great nipples and now they are all dark and stuff.  What really bothers me is how wide the actual nipple is getting.  It's so weird.  I noticed it the other day.  Wider and flatter.  Strange.  I wonder what they will evolve into next?

Wider and flatter?  My belly button!  I had the worlds deepest button before.  It's half that depth already.  I can't believe it.  It's so odd for me to see it like that.  I really hope that it doesn't end up popping out.  That really disgusts me.  Hubby is already having a hard time looking at it because it's so weird looking.  I can't imagine how he'll react if it starts to stick out.  I don't know how I'll react.  I'm getting the willies just thinking about it!

Morning sickness is calming down.  I had a bit of a rough day yesterday, but I had three good days before that.  So far, today isn't too bad.  It's still early though.  I renewed my prescription for Diclectin and am still faithfully taking it.  I could probably stop, but why bother when I still have half a bottle.  I also haven't been as tired which is nice. 

Oh, due date got moved again.  I think we're settling in on August 11 now.  Fine by me.  Two days early than I thought.  We'll see when it actually happens!

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Daynica

Oops.  Haven't been faithful in posting in here.  I'll try to be better.  Three weeks is far too long to go withou updating!

In three weeks:  Diclectin has stopped being as effective for me.  It was awesome the first week.  Now it just dulls the pain and the nausea.  I'm waiting for it to be done.  I'm 12w2d today.  I've heard that I'm supposed to be feeling better by around week 14.  I'm also learning that every one is different, so I'm not really holding my breath too much on that one.  It would be nice though.  I've had a few good days here and there, but they have been outnumbered by far by the bad.

Everyone knows that I'm pregnant now.  I told work and made the facebook announcement.  I can only hope for the best now.  My Uncle is giving us a whole whack of baby gear as his two little boys are out of it all and they are done with the babies.  We're going to London next weekend to pick it all up.  How exciting!  We'll have a crib!  We'll have a change table! 

We're still working on the nursery.  DH's mom finished wallpapering it this week - Winnie the Pooh.  It looks fabulous.  Now we have to do the flooring, the trim, etc. and that shouldn't be too much.  DH is going to do the floors next Saturday.  I think his mother painted the trim a few weekends ago so it will just be a matter of nailing it the wall.  So excited!

My mother is driving me crazy.  She knows everything there is to know about pregnancy and tells me freely how wrong I am, even though it's my body and I know what I'm going through.  I've decided to stop talking to her about the baby.  So much easier.  I'm not really looking forward to after the baby is born and she insists on being here for the first few days.  I just want to do this by myself.  I know I'll need help, etc. in the beginning, but if it means having to listen to her and the constant nagging and "help" then I don't want it.

So, that's pretty much all I've got.  Sums up the three weeks.  I'll be better at this.  I'm starting to feel better so I can concentrate on writing again.

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Daynica

Augh.

I have caught the cold from the husband.   I'm not impressed.  I went home at noon yesterday and didn't bother going in today.  I'm one snotty mess.  So hot.  Hubby has been sick the last week and a half and has been taking anything he can get his hands on to numb is symptoms.  I never really understood cough syrups.  They only supress and not heal, so why bother?  Why put that crap in your system when, in reality, it does nothing but provide a few moments of relief?  Maybe I'm just bitter because I can't take anything?

Diclectin.  Mmmmm... my new best friend!  Doctor give the prescription on Monday and I've been taking it faithfully ever since.  I feel great (aside from this killer cold).  No more morning sickness!  I still have "the taste" in my mouth, but it is def. not as bad as it was and I can deal with it.  Just need to stay away from the sweet, sweet stuff.

All this coughing and sneezing hurts my belly.  I was complaining and rubbing it last night before bed and I actually felt my uterus!  I made the husband feel it too and he was so happy to have felt it!  I have been so bloated you couldnt feel anything.  By some miracle, the bloating has started to go away the past two days and Im actually noticing my uterus, etc  It's wonderful!

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Daynica

I am still sick.  I have been sick off and on (more on) for the past two weeks.  I managed to get through Christmas Day and Boxing Day.  On our way home from Ottawa, I was no good.  I managed to suffer through the next two days at work.  The past weekend has been awful.  I have thrown up on two occasions.  DH has cleaned me up on two occasions.  I am so grateful for him.  I don't know what I'm going to do if this "morning" sickness continues when he's on the road.  Apparently, this is only supposed to continue for the first trimester.  I have to go through this for another month?  Are you kidding me? As I'm sitting here writing this, I'm debating a run to the toliet.  I can't do this for another month!  And what if Im not one of the so-called lucky ones that have this misery end after the first trimester?  Sigh.  Two days until my next doctor's appointment.  Maybe we'll talk about some miracle pill that will make me feel better... I've heard that they exist...

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Daynica

A lot can change in week!  Holy hell I feel gross.  The Nausea has set in and I'm looking for the off switch.  I can't find anything to ease my stomach.  GInger ale has too much sugar.  Salt and vinegar gold fish works while I'm eating them.  Drinking water too fast makes me have to sit down.  Wow.  I thought I'd be lucky and not get the sickness.  Here I am, sick.  All day.  At least Im not throwing up...

I dont know how I'm going to get through Christmas.  Two turkey dinners and all that family?  I'm going to lose it....

We just started telling the family.  My parents were thrilled, of course.  We knew that they would be.  It's the first grandbaby for them.  We told DH's mother and step father on the weekend.  And DH's sister.  All thrilled.  We have DH's dad and step mother and his two brothers left to tell.  We're not telling the neices/nephews just yet.  Waiting a little while longer "Just in case".  I'm not doing very good at this not telling thing.  My three girls that were my bridesmaids know.  Two girls from work.  DH's best friend.  Another friend of mine... lol  At least the ENTIRE world doesn't know yet.  One more month to go....

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Daynica

Phew.  I did it!  I made it to the first ultrasound!  I just got back about an hour ago.  We have a baby in there!  The tech that did the ultrasound wasn't the most pleasent -- "I can't believe they send you for an ultrasound so early, we won't be able to see anything".  We had to do a transvaginal ultrasound (I think I almost prefer those than the cold gel pressing down on my too-full bladder).  There's only one in there and we could see the heart beginning to flicker.  Wow.  Talk about an amazing thing.  You can't really tell what the pictures are of unless someone tells you.  There looks like two blobs in a big black hole -- I think the one on top is the yolk sac.  Holy hell, how excited am I???   Can't wait to be in touch with the doc later this week and get his opinion and my official due date!  (I'm still sticking with August 13)

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Daynica

Ok, so if I thought I was tired yesterday.... I don't know what I am today.  I can't even type a proper sentence and my eyes have been half closed since I "woke up" this morning.  Not a good day today.  I finally have stopped wanting to cry.  We'll see how long it takes before I hit that stage again.

Everything is annoying me today.  EVERYTHING.  I should have stayed in bed this morning as I originally wanted.  No, no.  I dragged myself to work.  And here I sit, bored.

A coworker announced yesterday that he is going to be a daddy in June.  I was talking to him today like I normally do, and he was making fun of me because I was so tired.  He said "maybe you're pregnant too" and I just had to laugh it off.  So, I'm supposed to keep this a secret for another two MONTHS?  pfffft....

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Daynica

I... am... so... tired...!

I love that I'm pregnant.  I didn't think I would be this TIRED!  And HUNGRY!  I eat everything that isn't nailed down in between moments of lucidity.  Sigh.  It's all worth it in the end.... it's all worth it in the end....

My mother and father came over yesterday and I did very good at not telling them.  We also got around telling DH's parents, even though we showed them the wallpaper (Winnie the Pooh!) for the nursery.  For our "future" kids.  Sigh.  If they only knew...

Maybe on Christmas.  MAYBE.  Ok, probably.


7 more sleeps until the ultrasound.  How many are in there?  I still have feelings of two...

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Daynica

I'm still in a little bit of shock here.

Woke up early this morning.  POAS to make sure I wasn't seeing things yesterday.  It was a positive again.  Whahoo! 

Doctor's appointment.... I think I surprised him a little.  I'm okay with that.  It surprised me a little too.  So, in combination of my chart, my symptoms and my BFPs, the doc has decided that I do not require bloodwork.  I have an ultrasound scheduled for the 15th of December (two weeks today!) and I don't know how I'm going to get through this week... and next for that matter.  I've got so much to do and this new big thing that I'm supposed to keep a SECRET?  Pfft.  Two people already know.  I'm dying to tell my two other best friends, but I haven't had an opening yet.  I want to tell my mother, but I am so afraid that if this isn't a "good" one, that she'll blame me and the drugs that I've been taking.  I think we'll wait.  I wanted to wait until Christmas, but I think that they will be vacationing in sunnier places come Christmas.  I don't want to tell DH's family first, but geographically, it makes sense.  Unless we drive down to my parents' place before Christmas, but our schedules are conflicting... I guess it just might have to wait until my father's birthday in January.... if we can hold out that long.... 

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Daynica

Today is 10DPO.  Let me play out the day.

Wake up about 8:10.  DH wakes about the same time (we often do that on the weekends).  I lay there, cautiously say, well, I guess I should take a test.  Should I do the dollar store test or the early response test?  He tells me it's up to me.  Since I bought a double pack of the "good" test, I decided to try that one.  So we go down stairs.  I went to the bathroom POAS and left the test on the counter and closed the door.  Phew.  Three minutes is a looooong time.

Well, at about 2.5 minutes I go back into the bathroom.  Holy crap!  I called DH over to confirm what I know I saw.... TWO LINES!  I was so freakin' happy!  DH was pretty darn happy too... 

He's doing better at controlling his emotions than I am.  He's holding back until we get out betas back.  It's sooo hard to be reserved.  I want to call everyone and tell them.  It's different than last time because this is the first time we got a positive "on our own" and without the doctor telling us we were pg.  I dunno.  Different emotions.  I feel good about this one.  I didn't last time.  I never felt good last time.  This one feels good.  I'm happy for us.  I really hope this is the sticky baby we want so bad. 

Merry early Christmas to us!  Doctors appointment tomorrow....

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Daynica