Lessons Learned

Today I learned and observed a couple things whilst horking in a public restroom.

1. People give public latrines a lotta undeserved flak... my porcelain bowl of choice tonight was cleaner than my home throne and the the one at work. Seriously, unless someone cleans your toilet on a daily basis, the nicer public ones are probably cleaner.

2. It is really annoying to be barfing and standing up and squatting down and have the automatic flush continually sense your motion and keep generously flushing for you. And what a waste of water, come on!

It's a... Fetus!

So I am 9 weeks pregnant.

The most exciting thing about this to me is that the baby is now a "fetus" as opposed to an "embryo". Yay!

If you click on my tickers tag on the left, you'll see it's moved over on the rainbow-scale one from a little blob that looks like an alien to a teeny-tiny little baby. That is, apparently, the size of an olive.

Crazy!

But if you were to Google pictures, it still doesn't quite look like a human being.

It's okay, Baby, I still love you.

Quick update

So, Aaron is out getting me a 99 cent chicken sandwich from Jack in the Box because that's what I really want to eat right now. :P

I think he's back, so I need to go.

But I wanted to update quickly that everything is going "well" - I guess. ;) Everyone says that puking = good healthy pregnancy, so if that's the case, this baby is healthy as a horse.

Mmmm, food's here!

They grow up so fast

According to Babycenter.com, my baby has gone from being the size of a lentil to being the size of a kidney bean.

I am 7 weeks and 6 days pregnant, moving my due date back to May 4th. I will just have to accept that whatever magic number they give me, it is really meaningless because (s)he won't likely be born that day anyway.

In the meantime, I barfed again today, oh the joys.

And I'm craving CINNAMON. Like red hots, jolly ranchers, gum, cinnamon bears... mmm, cinnamon.

My next appointment is in 4 weeks, at which point I suppose I will be close to 12 weeks along. Wowza!

Feeling productive

Yup, it's official. I am now a full-fledged puking pregnant lady.

All of these glorious days of feeling nauseated but not quite vomiting are over I guess.

Now I can look forward to inopportune moments of running for a receptacle with my hand over my mouth, because this bad-boy came outta nowhere. I wasn't even feeling particularly queasy, but all of a sudden I found myself losing my lunch.

Mmmm, hope you weren't hungry when you started reading this post!

So other than the digestive pyrotechnics of today, I've just been absurdly sleepy - and after 3 weeks without coffee, I don't think my caffeine addiction is the culprit. And I think when people talk about pregnant ladies' cravings, it would be more appropriate to talk about their aversions. Because I haven't once craved a peanut-butter and pickle sandwich or anything weird like that, I just look at about 98% of what's available to me to eat and it seems disgusting. Finding the edible 2% is like finding the proverbial needle in the haystack.

Of course, I must be doing something right judging by what my scale told me the other day. Yikes! Maybe this whole vomiting thing won't be so bad after all... hahaha.

We have another doc appointment tomorrow, and I guess another ultrasound. I don't mind getting to see my little baby's heartbeat again! And this time Aaron can see, too. Hopefully they tell me what my blood and urine tests from last week revealed. I hate when they run tests and then don't tell you anything about them because they're "normal." I want to know what my version of "normal" is! Plus I'm just a nerd like that and I love to learn about what all they are looking at and testing for.

Ok, now I'm off to make myself a fantastic coupon binder in an effort to save some serious cash before this baby comes! :)

"Morning" Sickness

It's really quite the misnomer. I get sick mid-morning, afternoon, and night. Not right when I get out of bed in the morning. In fact, sometimes when I first get out of bed I feel like I might not be sick at all that day, and then it strikes. Sometimes AFTER I eat breakfast.

I'm really not complaining, though! Just so happy to be preggo!

The odd thing is this is a lot like my weird stomach thing that I had after the big food poisoning (?) flu (?) I got in April of last year. For pretty much a month, nothing I ate was kind to my stomach. I tried doctor's orders of bananas, rice, applesauce, and toast (BRAT diet), didn't help. Just about everything I ate made my stomach agitated. I remember it was May 5th when things finally just cleared up. I woke up that day and just felt like I could eat whatever I wanted. And when I did, I was okay. So Aaron and I enjoyed a celebratory Cinco de Mayo Mexican food dinner.

At least this time I know I can look for that magical day sometime in the week of October 25th. Maybe sooner if I'm lucky.

For now, I'll keep taking my meals one slow bite at a time as I convince myself it's okay and I'm not going to lose it.

You know...

You know you're preggo when...

• You find yourself crying at Say Yes to the Dress. But not when the bride cries because she loves the dress, instead you cry when her mom cries because she remembers when the bride was a baby.
• The sight of the greek yogurt (or mention or thought of it) that you loved a week ago makes you throw up a little in your mouth.
• You realize after 10 minutes in a conversation with someone that you haven't heard the main idea of their thought because you started fantasizing about food, holding your baby for the first time, or going a whole day without feeling like something was going to make you vomit.
• You convince yourself to stay up past 8:30 on a Saturday night, and are surprised you've made it to 10:30.
• You have to stop eating something that tastes fine because suddenly you inhaled when it was near your face and something smelled... "footy". Even if you smell the food again and find that it was not the culprit, you are still put off by the very idea of eating it.
• You don't want your favorite foods and crave your least (or not so thrilled about) foods. Today that meant leaving 3 (*gasp*) uneaten strawberries on my plate and going back for a second helping of those plain Lays potato chips (you know which ones, the crappy ones they give you at Sea World with your hot dog instead of french fries).
• You find yourself eating at times not because you're hungry, but because there is some taste in your mouth (some call it "metallic") that is just downright unpleasant and needs to be masked with something that tastes good, or at least, better.
  

Tiny little heartbeat

Here is our first baby picture (the baby is the thing between the + signs)!

So, what's awesome about this picture is that while I was seeing it on the screen, I also got to see our baby's heart beating! Awesome!

And what's really sad about this picture is that my appointment was supposed to be at 4:30, but they called me in the morning to move it up. And the latest I could get was 3pm. And Aaron thought he could make it if he flew like the wind, but he didn't. :( I stalled and stalled, but it all just happened too fast.

Thankfully, my doc is a big fan of ultrasounds and I have another one on the 21st, and that appointment Aaron WILL be there for.

My due date based on the internet calculators was May 4th, 2010, but yesterday's measurement gives me an EDD of 5/5/2010... yes, my little Mexican baby is due on Cinco de Mayo. :)

Aversions

Oh, what joy. To be hungry and have absolutely nothing seem edible. To not even be able to listen to your husband's ideas for dinner without feeling like you're going to hurl at the idea of food.

To eat as much as you can tolerate, only to find yourself hungry again 90 mins later with nothing else that sounds good anywhere near you to eat.

To see the greek yogurt you loved so much for the past two weeks in the bottom of the fridge and have to shove it back with your foot because the very sight of it is absolutely revolting. To timidly proceed with peeling a tangelo during a meeting at work only to eat two slices and decide that it tastes "funny." To waiver back and forth on every single food option presented to you.

Oy vey.

It's going to be a long 6 weeks. ;) But I'm really not complaining. After wanting something for so long, it's actually kind of fascinating to experience it. It's definitely not as "romantic" in actuality as it was in my imagination prior to getting pregnant.

You know...

You know you're preggo when...

• An hour and a half after eating a good-sized lunch, you're hungry for 2nd lunch
• Even though you slept until 10am, it feels like 11pm from about 4pm on
• You think to yourself, "I can't possibly have to pee, I just went 30 mins ago..."
• You cry because your husband doesn't like the girl name you have picked out
• You wander aimlessly around the market being alternately repulsed and strangely drawn to foods
• You don't just want to eat something, you obsessively think about it until it's in your mouth

Tired

I am not one to take naps on the weekends. I would much rather get stuff done around the house, cleaning, organizing, laundry, yard-work, whatever.

But yesterday, knowing I was going to a Dodgers game in the evening, I took not one but TWO naps. One from about 10:30 til noon, and another from 3:00-4:00.

Today after church and lunch, I was sitting on the couch indulging in a little Law & Order SVU and the sleepies struck again! Next thing I know I'm out from 1:30-2:30. And if I had actually gone to bed to take a full-fledged nap instead of dozing on the couch, I probably would have slept longer. But, the cable guy is coming today with our new HD box with DVR and I didn't want to answer the door with sleepface. Ha!

Aaron is at the fair with Joe & Nathan, and I opted not to go because A. have you ever used the restrooms at the fair??? (I have to use the girlie's room constantly), B. I am so disgusted by greasy food right now and the main draw of the fair for me is fried ___________ (oreos, artichoke, avocado, etc), and C. I figured I would be wanting a NAP!

We have an appointment on Thursday to hopefully "confirm" our pregnancy, my fingers are crossed to see (but not hear) a heartbeat. I will be 6 weeks and 2 days at that point, and there's a pretty good chance that we will be able to.

My Stash

In this box, you will find:

• Organic Saltine crackers (YUCK!)
• Oatmeal
• Almonds
• Granola
• Honey
• 2 Nectarines (yes, 2, after I ate 1 earlier!)
• An apple
• Normal Saltine crackers (YUM!)
  

And in the fridge you'll find:

• A land-o-lakes chedarella square
• A container of low-fat greek yogurt
• Blueberries
• Grapes
  
• And, earlier, a Smart Ones pepperoni pizza

Now, wouldn't you think that with all of that food to choose from, I might have found something resembling lunch?

Yeah, here's the problem.

I found myself once again experiencing mid-morning sickness. Only today it was worse than Tuesday. I couldn't really bear the thought of eating anything, but I knew I should. I snacked on some saltine crackers. I tried to get myself to eat the peach Aaron bought me, but it was weird so I couldn't. I ate a nectarine. I finally talked myself into putting that pizza in the microwave.

But then when I took the pizza out of the microwave it didn't look or smell appetizing. And the edges were all hard. I took a couple bites in an effort to convince myself I could eat it, and it tasted freezer burned.

Poor pizza, you were destined for the trash.

So, in a last-ditch effort to get some semblance of lunch in for me and the little bean, I called in an order at Corner Bakery for a chop salad (with no blue cheese, of course). And a sparkling water, per a tip from a friend.

Can I just say praise God for this salad? I have been able to eat almost the whole thing and I feel a little better.

Maybe for 2nd lunch I can have my greek yogurt. We'll see how appetizing it sounds around 3pm. You know, because that's when it's about time to eat 2nd lunch... ;)

I guess this means I am going to experience nausea. And it's not anywhere near pleasant. And it makes me worry that I'm not going to eat enough to be healthy. But hey, I guess it's yet another sign that things seem to be going well.

Uh-oh... here come the sleepies! LOL - are all women rendered this useless when they're preggo?

Meandering & Nectarines

So yesterday I stopped at Henry's on the way home from work. My intention was to pick up a meat and vegetable to have for dinner.

But then I remembered somebody suggesting ground Flax seed for adding fiber to meals, so I got that. Then I decided I wanted some soy milk, and I got really bummed that they didn't seem to have lowfat chocolate soy milk (I'm not really craving chocolate, just like it better than the vanilla when it comes to drinking the stuff straight). Then I saw it...

All that glorious, glorious produce.

Grapefruit. Nectarines. Blueberries. Romaine lettuce. Mmmm... Nectarines are where it's at for me right now. I didn't have one yet today and it's starting to bug me. I've got an apple and a not-quite-ripe peach here on my desk, but I want a nectarine!!!

So I was quite the ping-pong ball meandering back and forth from one side of Henry's to the other. Getting funny looks from the guy who maybe thought I was stalking him as he stocked the shelves.

Later on, I went to Target & Ralphs. After eating a steak and baked potato dinner at 6:30, I found myself starving once again at 8 when I got to Target. I tried to make it through my shopping, but finally caved and bought some trail mix and water before I headed over to Ralphs.

Today I ate breakfast at 7, 2nd breakfast at 10:30, and was starving for lunch when I met Alicia at 1pm. Now I'm super sleepy and all I want is a nectarine induced nap.

A girl can dream...

Tick-tick-tick!

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Counting down the days til we get to meet you, Isaac!