The baby blogs

8/6/13

I'm pregnant.  I'm pregnant! 9 weeks today.

It all started last Friday.  I'd been sick with a virus for a week, with no end in sight.  I'd just had my period the previous week.  But I'd noticed that I felt a little worse upon waking.  And a little better after eating.  So, I decided I'd burn another pregnancy test.  I went pee, and prattled around and then grabbed the test to look.  My hands started shaking and tears instantly sprung to my eyes.  I think I said "oh my God" about 5 times.  Aaron was still at camp, and I wanted to tell him in person.  I called my sister (who was at work).

"What? I'm at work you know."
"I just took a pregnancy test and it's positive" (I was breathless, and crying)

"What?!"

"I'm pregnant.  The test says I'm pregnant."

She started crying.  And my mom happened to be there dropping something off, so she had to tell her.  

After that I called Kaiser, since I had no clue how far along I was.  My last real period was April 8th.  Then I had bleeding, which I thought was a light period on July 23rd.  (My periods have been really light since coming off of Depo).  I had taken the day off of work to get over my virus.  I was planning to leave at noon to drive up and see Aaron.  My regular ObGyn (NP Medlicott) didn't have an appointment til 2:30, so I saw a different one (NP Elemen) at 10:15.  

Everyone at Kaiser seemed confused by my dates.  Either that I was just barely pregnant, or that I was very pregnant.  I kept telling them my periods were not normal.  Bev (the NP) went over my history, and then got the ultrasound machine.  An internal ultrasound is like a robot penis, not really comfortable.  I saw my little blob (who I've since named Mojo).  She said I was about 7 weeks along.  Bev said she couldn't see something she was looking for, and refered me to radiology for a more in depth ultrasound. She said she was cautiosly optimistic.  She sent me to the lab, and my new ultrasound was scheduled for 1:30.  I got my blood drawn, and barely made it to the car before breaking down.  Something I'd wanted for so long, and now I had it, and it might gone already.  

I got home and sobbed and sobbed.  I wanted my mommy to be able to hold my hand.  Or for Aaron to be there and tell me it would all be ok.

I drank a ton of water, as instructed, and went back for my ultrasound.  The tech started with an external one.  I couldn't see the screen, and she wouldn't tell me what she was looking at.  An external ultrasound with a full bladder is just as you'd expect.  Then she told me to pee, and she'd do another internal.  That was more uncomfortable than the first one.  She was not super gentle, and had to maneuver it a bunch of different ways.  

Then I walked back across the street to the ObGyn office to get the ultrasound read.  And I waited, and waited and waited.  And was practically teared my fingers off.  I'd emailed Aaron to let him know I wouldn't be in camp til late.  I told him something came up, he asked if everything was ok.  I said I wasn't sure.  I still wanted to tell him face to face.  Then I waited some more.  Eventually (after about an hour) I got back into a room.  Bev came and appologized and said that ultrasound reports are supposed to be ready in under an hour (at that point we were nearing an hour and a half).  But the ultrasound pictures (and film) was ready, so we looked at it.  She showed me little Mojo's beating heart, the one thing she couldn't find previously.  She called later with the full report.  Everything looked perfect, and I was 8w3d along.  I'm due March 10th 2014.

When I got to camp, Aaron asked my what was going on.  I said I had a picture to show him, which was the positive pregnancy test.  He said he thought that was what was going on. He was really excited.

I've been feeling the same so far.  Barfy and tired.  I haven't actually thrown up, just gagged a few times.  I've discovered I can't eat garlic, or dark green salads.  Nothing big in the cravings department yet.

Smells are really getting to me.  I had to change to unscented deodorant and soap.  

Cheerios are tasting really delicious.

8 weeks, 2 days.  I found out late.  

9 weeks 1 day

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8/26/13

I worked a half day and then came home.  Mojo was making me feel worse than usual.  I was dizzy, which was new, queasy, headache, tired, the usual.  I came home to rest and sleep, but I couldn't sleep. Tomorrow is 12 weeks.  And Aaron's birthday.

I'm hot all the time.  I'm having night sweats.  I bought some maternity pants.  My jeans are all too tight, except one pair of denim shorts (my fat shorts).  I ordered some maternity stuff online, and then went to Savers, and found some great deals.  (I got 3 pairs of maternity jeans, a bunch of cute onesies, and a baby name book for under $35).  

I can't remember if I mentioned my desk naps previously.  But during my breaks at work, I've been napping under my desk.  

We've told a few people.  Our family, my direct boss at work, Aaron told a few people at work, a few of our friends.  I have an ultrasound in 2 weeks, once we have that, assuming everything is ok, then we'll spread the word.

We had our first baby class at Kaiser.  It was mostly just paperwork.  Originally, we'd decided against genetic testing.  But during the class, we decided to do integrated screening, which consists of blood work, the ultrasound, and blood work again.  Really the main reason is that we get a 13 week ultrasound, instead of having to wait til the end of September for the 16 week.  But since we only know half of Aaron's genetic info, it seemed like it might be a good idea.  I do the first blood draw this Friday and the ultrasound next Friday.  

I finally stopped spotting, which is a big relief.  I still haven't barfed, just some gagging. 

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8/30/13

My first real case of baby brain.

Tomorrow is my niece's first birthday party.  (Not really my niece, Aaron's cousin's daughter, but I'm an official Aunt).  They're having a pool party.  I never miss an opportunity to swim.  Plus it's been so warm, and I'm hot all the time.  But I don't have any swimsuits that fit me.  I'm too roundy, gelatinous and lumpy.  I went to Target after work in the hopes of finding a maternity swimsuit on clearance.  I didn't find any maternity suits (they had a bunch online, but not in the store).  I did find a bunch of clearance tankikis.  So I went to try on two tops, 3 bottoms and a pair of shorts; six items total.  I went in the fitting room and started trying stuff.  They actually fit ok, which was a surprise.  Then I got tangled up in one of the tops.  In the process of trying to get out of it, I punched myself in the nose, which sent my tiny nose stud flying into the abyss.  I started looking around frantically, because the piercing is only a few months old, I didn't want it to close up.  I was frantically searching around, but I gave up, and bunched up all the bathing suits and took them back out.  I didn't bother to put them on hangers, because I liked them, and needed to decided which I liked.  The attendant wanted to count them, so I handed her the ball of swimsuits.  She only counted five.  I was flustered, but I tried to figure out where the missing one was.  Then I thought, maybe...  I pull out the waistband of my pants, and there it was.  Geez.  I'm sure the attendant thought I was trying to steal it.  I still can't believe I did that.

I then dug through my purse in search of an earring to use in my nose til I got home.  After 5 minutes, I finally found one.  It looked funny, but it did the job.

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We had an NT ultrasound today to check for genetic defects.  Everything looks good so far.  They changed my due date again, because Mojo is measuring small.  I was originally 3/12/14, now it's 3/22/14.  So now I'm measuring 11w6d.  But I think I'll stick with 13w3d.  I guess we'll see as time goes on.  It's still early, but the tech is thinking it's a boy.  If you look at the 3d scan, it looks like you can see a penis.