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Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Wiggles
So for the past week I've had little faint wiggles. I woke up one night feeling a "woosh" brush by me (on the inside). I held real still and felt it again going back the other way. One thing is for sure after the last ultrasound, he/she is very active :-) It's not a regular occurrence, but it seems to come when I really need that confirmation. I think sometimes I'm getting little tapping kicks (esp at work). I cannot wait to share this with Andy. I can only describe it for now, but soon he'll be able to feel it too... just a few more weeks I'm sure.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Dreams of the 2nd Trimester
Ok it's only getting weirder...
I'm a sniper and I'm in the middle of an operation and I've found my target. I've lined him up in the scope and I'm shooting and shooting and NOTHING! So then I've given up my location and my bullets aren't landing! I begin running for cover and then I wake up.
Andy and I are going to a nice restaurant that doubles as a spa with massage therapists on hand. I am excited and we ask if they offer prenatal massage and if they have availability. They explain that they do have a therapist that can do a prenatal massage, but only one therapist is available. They take Andy by the hand and lead him into the room while I am left standing in the hallway. I keep thinking he could at least split the time with me, but no, instead he waves at me as they shut the door. I'm angry! And then I wake up.
I'm dog sitting for Niki. She's moved into an apartment we lived in as kids. She has a bouncy boxer and I feed the dog and then think to bring it to my house to play with Stella. I start to wonder how this will work since I'm pregnant in the dream and don't want the dog pulling on me too much. But he works with me and we get into the car. Then I begin to worry if the dog is male or female since Stella is in heat (also is in real life). I decide that we'll let the chips fall where they may and go home. Then I wake up.
I'm a sniper and I'm in the middle of an operation and I've found my target. I've lined him up in the scope and I'm shooting and shooting and NOTHING! So then I've given up my location and my bullets aren't landing! I begin running for cover and then I wake up.
Andy and I are going to a nice restaurant that doubles as a spa with massage therapists on hand. I am excited and we ask if they offer prenatal massage and if they have availability. They explain that they do have a therapist that can do a prenatal massage, but only one therapist is available. They take Andy by the hand and lead him into the room while I am left standing in the hallway. I keep thinking he could at least split the time with me, but no, instead he waves at me as they shut the door. I'm angry! And then I wake up.
I'm dog sitting for Niki. She's moved into an apartment we lived in as kids. She has a bouncy boxer and I feed the dog and then think to bring it to my house to play with Stella. I start to wonder how this will work since I'm pregnant in the dream and don't want the dog pulling on me too much. But he works with me and we get into the car. Then I begin to worry if the dog is male or female since Stella is in heat (also is in real life). I decide that we'll let the chips fall where they may and go home. Then I wake up.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Week Thirteen!
So I'm enjoying the last week of my first trimester. I am not remembering anything and have a terrible time focusing. I definitely do not feel much smarter right now. My pants are reaching their thresholds and by this time next month, I will be out of them for sure. Niki has moved up the wedding and I am still hesitant to wear formal dresses with a mo-mo belly. She has been kind, so I do think I'll be comfortable (thank goodness).
This week and nearly in the last three days the belly has popped! It's exciting to see that my broke down body is finally working on it's own. Last ultrasound looked great, but they are concerned for my sugar levels and have tested me for gestational diabetes. I'm praying that the last tests were off due to the large breakfast of biscuits and OJ. Drank the nastiness today and gave my blood over to be tested. Should know by Monday if I'm going to need even more tests. Fingers crossed.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Going public
I am getting ready to go public tonight. A few more phone calls and out goes the news for public knowledge. Does it make me nervous? YES. Going through this long process and even though I've been reassured that things are good, I kinda keep wanting to put this off until we check one more time. I hate to be so cautious, but it is truly how I feel. I'm just scared and excited all at the same time, which I have a feeling that is what parenting is going to be all about. I do have a couple weeks until my next appointment. I'll be so excited to see this little one wiggling about. But until then, I'm ready to share the news and get some extra prayers.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Dreams
My dreams have been getting weirder and weirder... Here is a cross section of some of the more memorable ones.
So, I am working with my middle sister at Walgreen's (she works there in another state from me and I've never worked there). But the boss is mean and rude and I decide that I am walking out. I'm then conflicted because I need the money. Niki is worried that they will fire her if I quit. Then I wake up.
I am at my dad's house, but he's obviously moved to the coast in a fat house. There is a cliff that I repel down (never done it, always wanted to). I get near the bottom and realize I didn't loop the ropes correctly like a pulley and I will be stuck down here. My rope is also a bit shorter than needed. Eventually I make my way to the ground. I find a shortcut to the haunted basement of my dad's house. I find my little sister playing in her room and play for a bit before leaving. As I leave, I remember stories about spirits/demons in the basement hitting people and giving them concussions. I hear a door slam and I begin to pray, out loud... yelling and then I begin to foam at the mouth as I keep praying... what in the world??? Then I wake up.
I am at Jimmy John's and they are making me a ham sandwich (my favorite) without the ham, since I'm pregnant and shouldn't eat lunch meat. They added extra cheese and it was amazing. Then I wake up. Hungry.
We are at a cabin on vacation with Andy's sister and cousin. Andy's cousin is cooking the most fabulous scrambled eggs ever imagined (she can cook and I wish she'd come over with these eggs!). Then I wake up. Hungry.
I'm in a room that I don't recognize and Niki comes in from work. She walks in and looks normal, but then she is crawling around in the floor with a diaper on. But when she's facing me she's all grown up. She goes to the bathroom to change the diaper and gets poo on the seat. Obviously it's my house now and I'm yell at her for being gross. She wipes it off with toilet paper and tells me to get over it as she walks out the house. Then I wake up.
I wake up (in my dream) and go to the bathroom, but it's in our "new" house (we are planning on selling our house eventually). I see that the rooms are elderly inspired by decoration and I get a little spooked. I call for Andy and he doesn't answer and he's vanished from bed. I then realize that this is not my house, I'm not really awake, so I keep screaming for Andy in the hopes that I will wake him to wake me in real life. Too much inception explains this one. Then I wake up.
I'm hanging out with a girl (and apparently traveling with her family) when we drive through Tulsa, OK. I know it's Tulsa by the big rest stop/tourist trap with the big letters spelling it out. At some point her parents wonder off and she begins to tell this family that her parents killed someone. The parents come back and kill that family (crazy right). So then I'm trying to figure out how to get to the police with the info to stop them. They threaten her and she tells them that she wants 2 million dollars to keep quiet. They threaten to kill again if need be. She told them that she had told her secret to several people and if she gets killed they have the proof that they did it. I then realize that it's my cousin and her parents, Phil and Rosemary that are the parents (who are so harmless). Then I wake up.
I'm not the only one with weird dreams though. Andy's had wild dreams, most of which he becomes the hero of the story. He's usually shooting, kicking or practicing MMA on some villain. Except for the night I was tossing and turning. He reached over and grabbed my hand. Then he asks in clear, articulated words, "Are you expecting your first child?" I immediately asked him what he was dreaming about. He came to and couldn't answer me. He now tries to deny that happened.
So, I am working with my middle sister at Walgreen's (she works there in another state from me and I've never worked there). But the boss is mean and rude and I decide that I am walking out. I'm then conflicted because I need the money. Niki is worried that they will fire her if I quit. Then I wake up.
I am at my dad's house, but he's obviously moved to the coast in a fat house. There is a cliff that I repel down (never done it, always wanted to). I get near the bottom and realize I didn't loop the ropes correctly like a pulley and I will be stuck down here. My rope is also a bit shorter than needed. Eventually I make my way to the ground. I find a shortcut to the haunted basement of my dad's house. I find my little sister playing in her room and play for a bit before leaving. As I leave, I remember stories about spirits/demons in the basement hitting people and giving them concussions. I hear a door slam and I begin to pray, out loud... yelling and then I begin to foam at the mouth as I keep praying... what in the world??? Then I wake up.
I am at Jimmy John's and they are making me a ham sandwich (my favorite) without the ham, since I'm pregnant and shouldn't eat lunch meat. They added extra cheese and it was amazing. Then I wake up. Hungry.
We are at a cabin on vacation with Andy's sister and cousin. Andy's cousin is cooking the most fabulous scrambled eggs ever imagined (she can cook and I wish she'd come over with these eggs!). Then I wake up. Hungry.
I'm in a room that I don't recognize and Niki comes in from work. She walks in and looks normal, but then she is crawling around in the floor with a diaper on. But when she's facing me she's all grown up. She goes to the bathroom to change the diaper and gets poo on the seat. Obviously it's my house now and I'm yell at her for being gross. She wipes it off with toilet paper and tells me to get over it as she walks out the house. Then I wake up.
I wake up (in my dream) and go to the bathroom, but it's in our "new" house (we are planning on selling our house eventually). I see that the rooms are elderly inspired by decoration and I get a little spooked. I call for Andy and he doesn't answer and he's vanished from bed. I then realize that this is not my house, I'm not really awake, so I keep screaming for Andy in the hopes that I will wake him to wake me in real life. Too much inception explains this one. Then I wake up.
I'm hanging out with a girl (and apparently traveling with her family) when we drive through Tulsa, OK. I know it's Tulsa by the big rest stop/tourist trap with the big letters spelling it out. At some point her parents wonder off and she begins to tell this family that her parents killed someone. The parents come back and kill that family (crazy right). So then I'm trying to figure out how to get to the police with the info to stop them. They threaten her and she tells them that she wants 2 million dollars to keep quiet. They threaten to kill again if need be. She told them that she had told her secret to several people and if she gets killed they have the proof that they did it. I then realize that it's my cousin and her parents, Phil and Rosemary that are the parents (who are so harmless). Then I wake up.
I'm not the only one with weird dreams though. Andy's had wild dreams, most of which he becomes the hero of the story. He's usually shooting, kicking or practicing MMA on some villain. Except for the night I was tossing and turning. He reached over and grabbed my hand. Then he asks in clear, articulated words, "Are you expecting your first child?" I immediately asked him what he was dreaming about. He came to and couldn't answer me. He now tries to deny that happened.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Week Ten
Time is passing quickly lately. Sleepy all the time, but the nausea is letting go. Only barfed once- knock on wood! So it's nearing our time to go public. It was making me nervous, but I feel pretty good that things are going well and I feel healthy. And hot!!! I am always hot!! Mood swings? Check! Hot flashes? Check! Gotta go to the bathroom every two hours? Check!
Getting ready to fill the grandparents in on the excitement. We wanted to be sure before telling them. And it feels good to be at a place where we are pretty secure. This weekend I hope to get to them all, then we can finally tell work and facebook. It's amazing how far God can take you in just a few months. Proves that if you ask God for something, He can answer in a huge way, but always in His own timing. I'm trying to learn patience from all this or I know that the struggle is all for not if I don't.
Did I mention that I can't really focus? My brain is pulled in so many different directions and I have little memory for the short term lol. My clothes are also getting snug. I was picking out a St. Patrick's Day shirt and realize that a XXL will not fit me in a month :-( I can't get enough fruit right now either. That's an improvement to the bread and potatoes I was stuffing myself with the past few weeks. Here is a photo of my meal two nights ago. It's not the greatest, but it's pretty good to a pregnant girl.
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