Take Me To Your Leader





These ultrasound pics were taken yesterday at my end-of-first-trimester screening. Of course, Jeremy and I think these images are the coolest things we've ever laid eyes on. It's really real now folks!


Will Somebody Please Tell My Husband...

there is a difference between "BISEXUAL" and "UNISEX".

Because we are not finding out the sex of our baby, I'm suggesting we purchase a boy and girl homecoming outfit for the baby to wear when leaving the hospital.

Jeremy keeps telling me we only need to purchase one outfit... one of those "bisexual" outfits.


175 Beats Per Minute

...that's how fast our baby's heartbeat was racing today at our monthly check-up! It's so amazing to hear it. This little tiny bean inside me, moving around and doing flip flops in the amniotic sac...crazy little thing!

One belief that has been around for some time, and even had some acceptance in the medical community at one point, is that the fetal heartbeat differs for boys and girls. If you're having a girl, then the fetal heart rate will be above 140. A boy will have a heart rate below 140. However, I think this is a bunch of hong kong phooey!


My Ass is Spreading

It's official. The coverage once offered by my underwear is no longer there. My crack is sticking out the top and my cheeks are blowing in the wind.

I heard this COULD happen, but thought this might be one pregnancy 'side effect' I would miss. After all, by body has been through all different phases....thin, wafer-thin, plump, thick, chubby...and if one thing remained the same, it was my derriere.



Twinkie the Kid to the Rescue

After being sick for the past four nights in a row, I gave in and filled my prescription for Phenergan. While waiting for my script to be filled, I decided to dive into some much needed grocery shopping. I'd first troll the inside isles, saving the produce/freezer items for last.

As my aisle shopping came to an end I headed on over to the produce and meat departments. Upon feasting my eyes on a huge spread of raw fish, beef and chicken my stomach started knocking on my mouth's door. My lunch had a change of heart and no longer wished to dwell inside my body.

I turned my cart around and headed for the bread isle...if anything could help me, carbs could! I ripped into a box of Twinkies and swallowed a cake in less than 5 seconds.

Crisis averted...or so I thought. Five minutes later, after my forehead had stopped sweating and my stomach was at ease, I revisited the produce section. The produce is next to the deli, where the whole chickens are. I whipped out Twinkie #2 and ate it as fast as the first one.

This time however, I had an audience. Customers and staff were gawking at me as if I was eating the Twinkie wearing nothing more than a pearl thong and wading boots. I wasn't sure if they thought I had an eating disorder or if they thought I was going to eat the entire box of Twinkies, place the box back on the shelf, and walk out of the store 5 pounds heavier than when I walked in?

Many people say 'Everything Happens for a Reason.' Usually I am not a big believer in this theory. However, thanks to this baby making me sick, I've found an amazing web site with lots and lots of delicious Twinkie recipes.

A couple other things to note about my shopping trip:
1. I spent 2 hours and over $200 in the store. Total meat items: 0
2. I bought items never purchased before: Nestle Quick, fish sticks, and Rolaids
3. I found out Twinkies come in 10-packs


I Love My Husband...

although I may have put a small dent in his ego today. We were talking about how today is our first "married" 4th of July. He told me he loved me and kissed me. I quickly pushed him out of the way, ran to the bathroom and dry heaved.

Jeremy said, "I get the feeling you don't like me very much today." Poor guy.

Then again, he did refer to our unborn child as 'demon spawn' and I'm positive the 'demon' is me.


The Unexpected Ultrasound

Yesterday we had our first pregnancy scare...ughh. After spending the majority of the day in bed and still not feeling 100% this morning, I called my OB's office. Their advice was to come in for a check-up.

At 11:45am this morning I met with another Doc, as mine wasn't in today. The ultrasound quickly assured us the that all was well in the womb. I was more than relieved when the Doc said, "Your baby looks perfect!"

This time the baby actually resembled a human being, instead of a morphed manatee. This time I could easily see it's head, hands and feet. And this time it was wiggling around! It kind of looked like it was practicing the classic dance move "the robot" but with restricted motions. (Unfortunately the u/s print outs aren't as crisp as what you see on-screen. This blurry image doesn't do our little one any justice.)

So, the cub is fine. I'm fine, too...just a little neurotic, being I'm new to all this chaos!