Insomnia

Last night I pushed myself to stay up until 11:30 in the hopes of getting a decent night's sleep.

At 2:34, I woke up with a really annoying clogged up nose. So I tried to take care of it, of course - I also had to use the restroom in the meantime. Came back to bed, reached for more kleenex, and spilled my nearly full glass of water. On my new slippers that I got for Christmas that are my favorite comfort staple at the moment.

Of course a little bit of potty-mouthing ensued while I had to go to the linen closet to get a towel to soak up the water.

Got back in bed, still had stubborn nose gunk (can't I just pour some Draino down there???). Tried to alleviate it, felt horrible for keeping Aaron awake. Finally got to where I could at least breathe, then the heartburn kicked in. And it was painful.

I gave up.

I got up, took some tums, used my neti pot. By this point I was wide awake. Actually, after spilling the water I was awake.

So I left our bedroom and closed the door hoping that the boy could get some sleep. I popped Amelie (my FAVEorite) in the dvd player, made some hot tea, and let my little snuggler out of her crate. At this point it was a little after 3am and I stayed awake for the whole movie.

Aaron came out as the credits were rolling around 5am, pleading with me to come to bed. Ha, he thought I had just started the movie. He's so cute when he's groggy and unaware. I told him I couldn't sleep and proceeded to watch This is Spinal Tap while I tried intermittently to unclog my stopped up face drain.

By the way, that was the first time I watched that movie in its entirety and I've gotta say, it's not my favorite of the Guest mockumentaries. Had its moments, but meh.

Anyway, around 7 I felt sufficiently tired and that I could breathe well enough to come back to bed. I did, and I slept until 9:07. Woop. Dee. Doo.

I am not thinking I will make it to church today, at least not in a coherent enough state to get anything out of it. Or in a clear-nose enough state to not annoy and gross out people around me.

So, Isaac, I hope you know I must love you a whole lot to be okay with all of this. Too bad you probably won't appreciate this element as much until you have your own preggo wife to look after.

Speaking of which, I think Aaron needs to buy his mom something from Tiffany's for Mother's Day this year. :P

Forget the peanut butter, I just want the jelly!

I cannot think of a jar of jelly I've finished before the expiration in my whole life.

Yet since I've been pregnant, I have finished one jar of boysenberry and am close to shutting down the second.

Aren't pregnant ladies supposed to crave peanut butter??? I'm kinda repulsed by the stuff, to be completely honest.

Another craving: caramel apples. Like the ones from Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory with nuts and drizzled chocolate. Mmm! I have gone a year or more without even thinking of one, but I've had at least 4 in the past 4 months, including one tonight. Tee-hee!

We had a doc appt today. Isaac is doing great, doc didn't seem too concerned about my hospital shenanigans. Apparently my growth (as in uterus, not just weight :P) is a little ahead of schedule. I hope that doesn't mean a big 'ol baby. I want a little 8 pounder or smaller. A girl can hope, right? Oh, and I really hope he shows up in time for mother's day. It would be such a tease to have him the week AFTER.

I only gained 4lbs this visit, which I am STOKED about especially considering all of the temptations I faced during the Christmas season.

Also, my blood pressure is super and I don't show any signs of preeclampsia. So I guess my swollen feet are just a nuisance and not really something to worry about at the moment.

Today I'm 24 weeks along, so 16 to go!

Home

They started urging me out of the nest at the hospital around 1:30. By the time I got dressed and signed paperwork, it was 3pm.

Now I'm home, resting, feeling weak and tired. Probably won't go to church tomorrow just to get more rest and hopefully recuperate a little more.

What a night. It's still kinda surreal that I was there, in the maternity ward even. I hope next time I'm there it's after 36 weeks and when I come home it's with my baby and not just a prescription for some anti-nausea medication! :) I'm just glad everything is okay.

First time for everything

Well, I'm coming at you live and restless from my very first hospital bed. Oh joy.

Apparently I contracted some flu strain I was not vaccinated against. Since when I came here last night upon advice of the nurse helpline and my ob's on call doc, I failed my "tolerance test" (drinking a little bit of 7up without hurling it right back up), they decided I needed to stay overnight and be on an IV to prevent (or reduce) dehydration.

I'm okay, Isaac is fine and kicking me like crazy. No contractions or signs of early labor, but apparently if I did get dehydrated enough I could have started having contractions. So I'm glad we came in.

Anyway, my phone batt is near death, so I have to wrap this up. Thanks for the positive thoughts and prayers! I'll let ya know when I'm out.

The can't waits

There are so many things I can't wait for when it comes to this pregnancy.

I can't believe I will be 23 weeks tomorrow. 23 weeks! More than halfway done!

Here's a little list of things I am looking forward to as of today:

• Getting a prenatal massage (oooohhh, my back!)
• Successfully acquiring a foot spa
• Finishing up the nursery
• Being done with reorganizing the chaos in my home
• SEEING the baby move (as opposed to just feeling him)
  
• Baby shower!
  
• Holding my baby for the first time (and every time)
• Sleeping on my stomach
• No more swollen feet
• Not being given advice by everyone I talk to
• Not being asked "how I'm feeling" by everyone I talk to
• Eating (everything on the menu) at Viva Madrid
• Eating shrimp
• Having a glass of wine