Ahhh yes, the inevitable symptoms.
• My Lovely Lady Lumps. These things are growing at a rate I can't even fathom. I'm starting to think that breast reduction I had back in '05 was all for not. And honestly, I thought pregnancy breasts didn't happen until the end of your pregnancy when your milk came in. I actually weighed them on my kitchen scale this past week. Jeremy guessed them both at 3lbs each, although the scale said 1.5lbs each. He thinks he's right, of course. :)
• The mood swings. I'm suddenly a major bitch and it's all because of this baby. I can pretty much go from happy to mega-Streisand in a matter of split seconds.
• Reading. I can't stop reading about pregnancy. I'm on babycenter.com, baby-gaga.com, americanbaby.com. I've also bought a number of books...What to Expect When You are Expecting, The Girlfriends Guide to Pregnancy and Belly Laughs...and I can't even remember the names of the miscellaneous materials I've brought home from the library.
• The sickness. Morning, afternoon, evening...the sickness does not discriminate. I've never loved bagels, Ginger Ale and mints more than I do right now.
• Fatigue. Who can sleep 11 hours every night and still take an afternoon nap? I can!
6.10.2007
The Screams Heard Around the World
The corn was seasoned and wrapped in foil. The meat saturated in a bold marinade. And the "special" cookies were carefully hidden in the cabinet by our fridge. Is 1:00pm ever going to get here?!
Finally, my Mom shows up and shortly after Jeremy's parents. We're so excited...they have no idea we are about to tell them they are going to be grandparents!
Everyone settles in. We crack open a couple beers and turn on the stereo. Jeremy is grilling away as the rest of us gather around in the garage and chat away.
After everyone has filled their bellies I'm ready to bring out the "special" cookies. This morning I iced three sugar cookies and then personalized each one with colorful gel icing. My mom's said "Mimi"...which is what she called her grandma. Judy's cookie said "Grandma" and Jeff's cookie said "Grandpa". I couldn't wait to pass them out, but nobody was hungry for dessert. Damnit!
After about an hour of cornhole...and me continuing to fill my beer bottle with Ginger Ale...Jeremy told the parents it was time for dessert! Once everyone came in from the backyard, we passed out the cookies.
There was a brief 3-second pause while the parents were deciphering what the cookies meant. Then...screams. Screams, tears, hugs, more screams, more tears, more hugs, repeat.
The mom's both said they had a hunch Jeremy and I might announce we were pregnant, but after seeing me drinking beer all day (which I mentioned before was Ginger Ale) they quickly ditched that idea.
It was perfect. I only wish I had a video camera!
6.08.2007
Jeremy and Dr. Trout ...The Men in My Life
Today was the BIG day...Jeremy and I met with my OBGYN to go over all my test results and have our first ultrasound! What an experience...
As we were waiting in the reception area, I was a bit nervous, but not nearly as nervous as Jeremy! The second we walked into the waiting room I watched my husband's face turn to a pale shade of white, which was then accompanied by a look of panic. He quietly says to me, "I've never been more uncomfortable in my life. I'm the only dude in here and there are all these women around."
The nurse soon called my name and Jeremy and I went back to the exam room. The nurse told me to get completely undressed and Dr. Trout (yes, my OBGYN's last name is Trout...very funny, go ahead...make a joke) will be in shortly.
Jeremy's face is now even more void of blood and is nearly transparent. He looks at me and squeaks, "Babe. Is this normal? Do you always have to take ALL your clothes off?"
I assure him that it is normal and explained that the Doc is first going to give me full exam and then he'll do the ultrasound. Jeremy starts to fidget with his wedding band, like he always does when he's nervous. He then says, "Ummm. I'm not too comfortable with this. Being in the room with another man when my wife is naked is just weird."
I couldn't help but laugh at him (in a nice way, of course). I'd never see him like this and it was quite endearing.
Before I could calm Jeremy down the Doc was in the room and was going through the results. The Doc let us know my blood work was fine and all my numbers were where they should be. He then gave me a general examination.
Shortly after the Doc turned the lights off and proceeded to administer the ultrasound. He started searching for the embryo, but didn't find it immediately.
And there IT was...our little embryo. Our little "cub" as we sometimes affectionately call it. The Doc measured it and it was less than 2mm...which, from everything that I'd read...it was half the size it should have been. I try not to panic, after all, if something was wrong the Doc would tell me, right?!
The Doc didn't give me any indications that anything was wrong, although he did question the date of my last period. I told him I was certain it was April 22nd. He let Jeremy and I know that the baby was too small to see a heartbeat and said to come back in 12 days.
...and this is where the freak-out begins.
As we were waiting in the reception area, I was a bit nervous, but not nearly as nervous as Jeremy! The second we walked into the waiting room I watched my husband's face turn to a pale shade of white, which was then accompanied by a look of panic. He quietly says to me, "I've never been more uncomfortable in my life. I'm the only dude in here and there are all these women around."
The nurse soon called my name and Jeremy and I went back to the exam room. The nurse told me to get completely undressed and Dr. Trout (yes, my OBGYN's last name is Trout...very funny, go ahead...make a joke) will be in shortly.
Jeremy's face is now even more void of blood and is nearly transparent. He looks at me and squeaks, "Babe. Is this normal? Do you always have to take ALL your clothes off?"
I assure him that it is normal and explained that the Doc is first going to give me full exam and then he'll do the ultrasound. Jeremy starts to fidget with his wedding band, like he always does when he's nervous. He then says, "Ummm. I'm not too comfortable with this. Being in the room with another man when my wife is naked is just weird."
I couldn't help but laugh at him (in a nice way, of course). I'd never see him like this and it was quite endearing.
Before I could calm Jeremy down the Doc was in the room and was going through the results. The Doc let us know my blood work was fine and all my numbers were where they should be. He then gave me a general examination.
Shortly after the Doc turned the lights off and proceeded to administer the ultrasound. He started searching for the embryo, but didn't find it immediately.
And there IT was...our little embryo. Our little "cub" as we sometimes affectionately call it. The Doc measured it and it was less than 2mm...which, from everything that I'd read...it was half the size it should have been. I try not to panic, after all, if something was wrong the Doc would tell me, right?!
The Doc didn't give me any indications that anything was wrong, although he did question the date of my last period. I told him I was certain it was April 22nd. He let Jeremy and I know that the baby was too small to see a heartbeat and said to come back in 12 days.
...and this is where the freak-out begins.
6.06.2007
The "OB Educator"
At 3:30pm today I stroll into my OBGYN's office for an appointment with Lori, the OB Educator. I proceed to sit through an hour and a half of all thing pregnancy...what to expect and when to expect it, family history, breast feeding, blood tests, what to eat and not eat, the maternity center, and let's not forget all the details of all things bad that can occur during your pregnancy and happen to your baby.
Estimated due date: January 27, 2008
Estimated due date: January 27, 2008
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