I've noticed since I last posted that my appetite has come back, pretty much almost completely. The only this is, I can't eat a whole lot at one time. Take Thanksgiving dinner-- I was SO looking forward to it and just wanted to shovel in as much as I could, but 3/4 through my dinner plate, my stomach told me NO MORE! I had that gaggy feeling and just couldn't eat anymore. That's how it's been... I can't eat to the point where I'm button-busting full, or my stomach will let me know.
It's great having my appetite back, because I'm not surviving on cereal and toast anymore... but take that, combined with the fact that the queasiness has subsided and my boobs don't hurt much, and this girl is worried.
I know I'm probably worried over nothing, but it still bothers me. I mean, I only get queasy now if I don't eat for long periods of time, and I still have that gagging dry-heaving stuff occasionally with certain smells or with brushing my teeth. But the boob thing gets to me. The girls have hurt since even before I found out I was pregnant, and now hardly nothing. Hardly tender at all.
I know everyone is different and their bodies react differently to pregnancy... so maybe it's just "my time" for all this stuff to decrease. I'm just happy that I'm scheduled for an ultrasound on Thursday morning. I can't wait to see my little one....
All prayers would be appreciated!
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
9w4d
Well, I think my morning (er, ALL DAY) sickness is starting to decrease. I still get a little queasy at times, mostly if I let myself get too hungry and don't eat practically every 2 hours. Also, 'the girls' are still sore, though not as bad.
My appetite has come back a little too (which I don't know if that's a good or BAD thing....hehe!) With it came the craving for sweets, which I'm trying to curb. This baby MUST be a girl, cause I'm fiending for chocolate.
Now, I'm just counting down the days til my sonogram. Once I see my baby and the heartbeat and I know everything's ok, things will seem so much more real and exciting. Right now I'm just in the anxious nervous phase, so I can't just relax and enjoy being pregnant. Can't wait til the nervousness and the worrying is all behind me.
My appetite has come back a little too (which I don't know if that's a good or BAD thing....hehe!) With it came the craving for sweets, which I'm trying to curb. This baby MUST be a girl, cause I'm fiending for chocolate.
Now, I'm just counting down the days til my sonogram. Once I see my baby and the heartbeat and I know everything's ok, things will seem so much more real and exciting. Right now I'm just in the anxious nervous phase, so I can't just relax and enjoy being pregnant. Can't wait til the nervousness and the worrying is all behind me.
Friday, November 17, 2006
9 weeks
I had my second prenatal visit yesterday. Everything went well... all my bloodwork from 11/7 came back great, except I don't have immunity to chicken pox like I thought I did. (I'm an only child and never had chicken pox.)Also, my blood type is A positive, not O positive like I've been told my whole life. How reassuring, huh?!
I go back on 11/30 for my FIRST ULTRASOUND!! I'm so excited... I can't wait. I just want to see the little heartbeat and know everything is ok.
Next follow-up appointment is 12/14.
I go back on 11/30 for my FIRST ULTRASOUND!! I'm so excited... I can't wait. I just want to see the little heartbeat and know everything is ok.
Next follow-up appointment is 12/14.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
8 weeks 4 days
Things might be getting better... I fell asleep at 9pm lastnight and didn't wake up til this morning at 6:15. There were interruptions every 3 hours or so, mostly just b/c I had to go to the bathroom, but it's a start!! :-)
Monday, November 13, 2006
8 weeks 3 days
Yes, it's 4:15am and yes, I'm still having insomnia. I just feel like......crap.
All I want to do is SLEEP. Nothing else.
Yesterday, I felt so bad because it was supposed to be a day for my husband and I to spend together. I wanted to go to Pittsburgh and go out to dinner...just spend time away from home. Instead, the vicious cycle of sleep during the day and not at night just continued.... I woke up butt-crack-of-dawn early. I took the opportunity to make my husband and I some breakfast. I made homemade homefries, french toast and also made some scrambled eggs just for him. We got to enjoy breakfast together, which was nice. I managed to eat homefries (which were AWESOME! I was proud of myself) and 1 piece of french toast, along with a glass of apple juice.
After breakfast, Russ went in the hot tub, and then it hit me.... nausea. I laid down on the couch and just felt TERRIBLE, like my breakfast was going to come right back up. I watched some tv, then went back in the bedroom and figured I'd try laying down for awhile.
The dogs had been in and out, and had tracked their dirty paws ALL OVER the place.... the kitchen tile was covered. The hallway and living room had paw prints scattered everywhere. I felt so bad, because Russ goes, "Honey, can you clean that up?" and I just knew that if I ran the carpet cleaner I would just start hurling. I told him I was going to wait a little while and then do it. Well, he got impatient (he hates when the dogs mess stuff up) so he started cleaning the carpets. He poked his head in the bedroom a little bit later, and I told him how terrible I was feeling. He ended up cleaning the carpets AND the entire kitchen while I napped. When I came out of the bedroom later on, the place looked SO good. I could tell he was a little miffed at having to do it all himself, but I'm so thankful that he did.
All through the day, I was just a lazy piece of crap. I couldn't get up and do ANYTHING. I just laid on the couch, dozed off, got up and peed, laid on the couch, dozed off some more,got up and got a drink, and laid on the couch some more. That was how the day went until about 3pm. Finally I decided I needed to force myself to get up and take a shower. The shower did wonders for me. I made us dinner and spent some time with Russ, though he was downstairs watching football for most of the evening.
I felt bad lastnight though... he told me, "Come to bed with me" about 10pm. We're laying there and he said, "Honey, let's talk."
"About what?" I asked.
"About anything. We don't talk anymore. It's just "hi, bye, love you"... we haven't spent much time together lately. You're always tired and sleeping."
That made me feel about a half-inch tall. I realized that no, we hadn't talked much lately, and that we need to make more time for US before this little baby comes. I guess I've been a little selfish lately,for lack of better words... focusing on this baby and sleeping and everything, and forgetting that my husband is needing attention to. And it's not even that we're having problems in our marriage or anything...we haven't been arguing or anything like that. We just haven't been making enough time for eachother, and we're both realizing that now. (sigh)
All I want to do is SLEEP. Nothing else.
Yesterday, I felt so bad because it was supposed to be a day for my husband and I to spend together. I wanted to go to Pittsburgh and go out to dinner...just spend time away from home. Instead, the vicious cycle of sleep during the day and not at night just continued.... I woke up butt-crack-of-dawn early. I took the opportunity to make my husband and I some breakfast. I made homemade homefries, french toast and also made some scrambled eggs just for him. We got to enjoy breakfast together, which was nice. I managed to eat homefries (which were AWESOME! I was proud of myself) and 1 piece of french toast, along with a glass of apple juice.
After breakfast, Russ went in the hot tub, and then it hit me.... nausea. I laid down on the couch and just felt TERRIBLE, like my breakfast was going to come right back up. I watched some tv, then went back in the bedroom and figured I'd try laying down for awhile.
The dogs had been in and out, and had tracked their dirty paws ALL OVER the place.... the kitchen tile was covered. The hallway and living room had paw prints scattered everywhere. I felt so bad, because Russ goes, "Honey, can you clean that up?" and I just knew that if I ran the carpet cleaner I would just start hurling. I told him I was going to wait a little while and then do it. Well, he got impatient (he hates when the dogs mess stuff up) so he started cleaning the carpets. He poked his head in the bedroom a little bit later, and I told him how terrible I was feeling. He ended up cleaning the carpets AND the entire kitchen while I napped. When I came out of the bedroom later on, the place looked SO good. I could tell he was a little miffed at having to do it all himself, but I'm so thankful that he did.
All through the day, I was just a lazy piece of crap. I couldn't get up and do ANYTHING. I just laid on the couch, dozed off, got up and peed, laid on the couch, dozed off some more,got up and got a drink, and laid on the couch some more. That was how the day went until about 3pm. Finally I decided I needed to force myself to get up and take a shower. The shower did wonders for me. I made us dinner and spent some time with Russ, though he was downstairs watching football for most of the evening.
I felt bad lastnight though... he told me, "Come to bed with me" about 10pm. We're laying there and he said, "Honey, let's talk."
"About what?" I asked.
"About anything. We don't talk anymore. It's just "hi, bye, love you"... we haven't spent much time together lately. You're always tired and sleeping."
That made me feel about a half-inch tall. I realized that no, we hadn't talked much lately, and that we need to make more time for US before this little baby comes. I guess I've been a little selfish lately,for lack of better words... focusing on this baby and sleeping and everything, and forgetting that my husband is needing attention to. And it's not even that we're having problems in our marriage or anything...we haven't been arguing or anything like that. We just haven't been making enough time for eachother, and we're both realizing that now. (sigh)
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
7 weeks 5 days
As evidenced by my posting at 3:40am, yes I'm still suffering from insomnia. I haven't slept a full night in about a week and a half, and I HATE IT! I'm soooooo tired but I just lay in bed and stare at the ceiling, then I can't quit thinking about how hungry I am. In turn, I can't sleep because my stomach is saying, "GIVE ME FOOOOOOOOOD!"
Ugh.
Anyway, I might as well write about how my day went. I had my first prenatal appointment. Since it's my first visit with this doctor, today just consisted of an interview with the nurse. Russ went with me to my appointment... how sweet of him, huh? :-) The nurse just asked about family history and all that good stuff... THEN after all the million and one questions, she goes, "Ok, I'm going to take you across the hall and weigh you and get your blood pressure.
WELL.
Knowing my ass was about to be stepping on a scale made me nervous as it was... as any girl can attest to, right? (Well, probably 95% of ladies out there... to the other 5% I say "You suck." J/k)
Anyway, after the big weigh in, I was already a little upset knowing I'll be tacking on 20-25 pounds to that number in the next 9 months. So then she sits me down in the chair to get my pressure. I told her, "I just checked my pressure at work about a week and a half ago, and it was 120/72." She then proceeds to check it, and raises her eyebrows when she was done.
"What did you get?" I asked.
"Well, 138/100. Let's try the other arm." (it didn't help that she took my pressure over my sweater, either)
I slipped my arm out of my sweater, and she checked my pressure again. "138/80," she said.
That's still high for me. It made me even more upset. I'm already worried about developing preeclampsia (high BP caused by pregnancy, for anyone who doesn't know that) and gestational diabetes. My dad has high BP and his side of the family (all except for him) are bad diabetics... all his siblings and his parents.
The nurse told me that they take it very seriously when their patients have high BP, so she just told me to rest up for the remainder of the day. Which I did, considering I had about 3 hours of sleep the night before and had no energy at all. I'm just going to keep an eye on my BP at work... I hate to have to go on a leave early in my pregnancy, you know? (Breathe, Betsy.... breathe.... it'll be ok.) lol
After the appointment, Russ goes, "Honey, you know how worried you've been lately. Just try to relax..." He's been so sweet... I'm so lucky to have him. We walked downstairs and registered for me to get bloodwork done. I got all the birth-defect labwork done (cystic fibrosis, spina bifida), a recheck on my blood type, HIV testing, and all that good stuff. The lady took EIGHT tubes of blood. Thank goodness needles don't bother me. I took home a nasty bruise on my left forearm though. The needle blew my vein, so my bruise is now about 1" wide and 2" long on my arm. Thank goodness we're into long-sleeved shirt weather!
After the labwork, we went to the pharmacy and filled my prescriptions. The nurse told me not to take the prenatal vitamins right now, because they'll just increase my morning sickness. She gave me a prescription for "Premesis", which is a form of prenatal vitamin that contains the most important stuff, like folic acid and B vitamins, etc. She said for me to take that until after the first trimester, or until I start noticing the queasy feeling go away. After that, I take the stronger Prenatal vitamin and an iron supplement. Then it's (probably) HELLO CONSTIPATION! Oh, how I'm looking forward to that...
It'll all be worth it in 9 months though... :-)
Have a great day... wish me luck, that I can get some sleep tonight!
Ugh.
Anyway, I might as well write about how my day went. I had my first prenatal appointment. Since it's my first visit with this doctor, today just consisted of an interview with the nurse. Russ went with me to my appointment... how sweet of him, huh? :-) The nurse just asked about family history and all that good stuff... THEN after all the million and one questions, she goes, "Ok, I'm going to take you across the hall and weigh you and get your blood pressure.
WELL.
Knowing my ass was about to be stepping on a scale made me nervous as it was... as any girl can attest to, right? (Well, probably 95% of ladies out there... to the other 5% I say "You suck." J/k)
Anyway, after the big weigh in, I was already a little upset knowing I'll be tacking on 20-25 pounds to that number in the next 9 months. So then she sits me down in the chair to get my pressure. I told her, "I just checked my pressure at work about a week and a half ago, and it was 120/72." She then proceeds to check it, and raises her eyebrows when she was done.
"What did you get?" I asked.
"Well, 138/100. Let's try the other arm." (it didn't help that she took my pressure over my sweater, either)
I slipped my arm out of my sweater, and she checked my pressure again. "138/80," she said.
That's still high for me. It made me even more upset. I'm already worried about developing preeclampsia (high BP caused by pregnancy, for anyone who doesn't know that) and gestational diabetes. My dad has high BP and his side of the family (all except for him) are bad diabetics... all his siblings and his parents.
The nurse told me that they take it very seriously when their patients have high BP, so she just told me to rest up for the remainder of the day. Which I did, considering I had about 3 hours of sleep the night before and had no energy at all. I'm just going to keep an eye on my BP at work... I hate to have to go on a leave early in my pregnancy, you know? (Breathe, Betsy.... breathe.... it'll be ok.) lol
After the appointment, Russ goes, "Honey, you know how worried you've been lately. Just try to relax..." He's been so sweet... I'm so lucky to have him. We walked downstairs and registered for me to get bloodwork done. I got all the birth-defect labwork done (cystic fibrosis, spina bifida), a recheck on my blood type, HIV testing, and all that good stuff. The lady took EIGHT tubes of blood. Thank goodness needles don't bother me. I took home a nasty bruise on my left forearm though. The needle blew my vein, so my bruise is now about 1" wide and 2" long on my arm. Thank goodness we're into long-sleeved shirt weather!
After the labwork, we went to the pharmacy and filled my prescriptions. The nurse told me not to take the prenatal vitamins right now, because they'll just increase my morning sickness. She gave me a prescription for "Premesis", which is a form of prenatal vitamin that contains the most important stuff, like folic acid and B vitamins, etc. She said for me to take that until after the first trimester, or until I start noticing the queasy feeling go away. After that, I take the stronger Prenatal vitamin and an iron supplement. Then it's (probably) HELLO CONSTIPATION! Oh, how I'm looking forward to that...
It'll all be worth it in 9 months though... :-)
Have a great day... wish me luck, that I can get some sleep tonight!
Monday, November 06, 2006
7w3d
I'm actually feeling better, morning-sickness wise. (Knock on wood.)
All lastnight at work, I didn't have that much of an upset stomach, and I was actually able to eat a sandwich and fruit and a bunch of other crap! It didn't even come back up. Imagine that. Yes, I was excited.
I'm just TIRED AS HECK now. There are some changes going on at work, so there's a big meeting today at 1pm at the hospital. I'm trying to force myself to stay up and go to it, but I dunno... my eyes are getting heavy......... zzzzzzzzzz.
I'll write more later.
All lastnight at work, I didn't have that much of an upset stomach, and I was actually able to eat a sandwich and fruit and a bunch of other crap! It didn't even come back up. Imagine that. Yes, I was excited.
I'm just TIRED AS HECK now. There are some changes going on at work, so there's a big meeting today at 1pm at the hospital. I'm trying to force myself to stay up and go to it, but I dunno... my eyes are getting heavy......... zzzzzzzzzz.
I'll write more later.
Saturday, November 04, 2006
7 weeks
All through the day I've been sick to my stomach, from the moment I woke up. I felt bad because my husband went to ask me something when I woke up and I just put my finger up to say "wait a minute" and had to run to the bathroom because I thought I was going to puke. Luckily nothing happened.
I've just had NO appetite. At every meal, it takes me forever to decide what I want to eat. I made marinated turkey, baked potatoes and corn for us at dinner, and when the smell of turkey came wafting to my nose, I almost got the dry heaves. I couldn't even eat the dinner I cooked. I had bites of a baked potato, then ended up heating up a can of Spaghetti-O's. Spaghetti O's! (Another impulsive pregnancy craving while grocery shopping the other day.) Tonight I made a bagel with PB&J on it and managed to keep that down, along with a big glass of milk. I feel like it's kind of a "damned if you do, damned if you don't" situation... if I eat TOO much, I'm sick. If I don't eat enough and let myself get too hungry, I'm sick. Therefore, I have to eat little bits at a time, so I feel like I'm having to eat fifty times a day. Ugh.... I just LOVE this!
To get off the subject of dry heaves and hurling...
My parents came over to visit us this evening. My mom was all excited looking at my pregnancy books. She goes, "Ohhhhhh! The baby looks like THIS!" and pointed to the picture of a 7 week embryo. I showed her some other pictures at 7 weeks along, which got her even more excited. According to the books, my baby is around 1/2" long, about the size of a raspberry, and is starting to look like a little human. I love it.
I just can't wait until my first prenatal appointment, which is Tuesday morning. I hope and pray every day that our little one is healthy and that everything is going as planned. I just want to see that little heartbeat and know everything is ok. Please keep us all in your prayers.
I've just had NO appetite. At every meal, it takes me forever to decide what I want to eat. I made marinated turkey, baked potatoes and corn for us at dinner, and when the smell of turkey came wafting to my nose, I almost got the dry heaves. I couldn't even eat the dinner I cooked. I had bites of a baked potato, then ended up heating up a can of Spaghetti-O's. Spaghetti O's! (Another impulsive pregnancy craving while grocery shopping the other day.) Tonight I made a bagel with PB&J on it and managed to keep that down, along with a big glass of milk. I feel like it's kind of a "damned if you do, damned if you don't" situation... if I eat TOO much, I'm sick. If I don't eat enough and let myself get too hungry, I'm sick. Therefore, I have to eat little bits at a time, so I feel like I'm having to eat fifty times a day. Ugh.... I just LOVE this!
To get off the subject of dry heaves and hurling...
My parents came over to visit us this evening. My mom was all excited looking at my pregnancy books. She goes, "Ohhhhhh! The baby looks like THIS!" and pointed to the picture of a 7 week embryo. I showed her some other pictures at 7 weeks along, which got her even more excited. According to the books, my baby is around 1/2" long, about the size of a raspberry, and is starting to look like a little human. I love it.
I just can't wait until my first prenatal appointment, which is Tuesday morning. I hope and pray every day that our little one is healthy and that everything is going as planned. I just want to see that little heartbeat and know everything is ok. Please keep us all in your prayers.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
6w6d part 2
My dreams have been SO crazy lately! I've heard that pregnancy can bring on some vivid dreams, and boy has it!
I've been having lots of baby dreams... in all the dreams lately, I know the baby is a girl. Lastnight I had a dream where I was holding my baby girl, and it was so much more detailed. She had lots of dark brown hair and big brown eyes... I just remember looking at her and thinking, "She's perfect."
Tonight I was talking with my mom on the phone and she said she had a baby dream too. She was holding my baby but couldn't tell in the dream whether it was a boy or girl. She said my Pap Pap (who passed away in '93) was holding my baby's hand and gave it's hand a kiss.
I don't know what to make of my mom's dream. I told her, "I hope that doesn't mean I lost the baby." I've been feeling ok and have had no signs of miscarriage, so it's probably just my Pap Pap's way of saying hello. (I'm a big believer in the fact that when you dream of deceased friends/family, that is their way of communicating with you...but that's another topic in itself!)
Well I'm off to do some house cleaning... I'm really looking forward to it. (Yeah right....)
I've been having lots of baby dreams... in all the dreams lately, I know the baby is a girl. Lastnight I had a dream where I was holding my baby girl, and it was so much more detailed. She had lots of dark brown hair and big brown eyes... I just remember looking at her and thinking, "She's perfect."
Tonight I was talking with my mom on the phone and she said she had a baby dream too. She was holding my baby but couldn't tell in the dream whether it was a boy or girl. She said my Pap Pap (who passed away in '93) was holding my baby's hand and gave it's hand a kiss.
I don't know what to make of my mom's dream. I told her, "I hope that doesn't mean I lost the baby." I've been feeling ok and have had no signs of miscarriage, so it's probably just my Pap Pap's way of saying hello. (I'm a big believer in the fact that when you dream of deceased friends/family, that is their way of communicating with you...but that's another topic in itself!)
Well I'm off to do some house cleaning... I'm really looking forward to it. (Yeah right....)
6 weeks 6 days
Well, my appetite has come back a little. Not all the way, but a little. I'm realizing that the cravings are starting. One of my coworkers brought apples and caramel dip to work the other night, so naturally I had to go buy some at the grocery store today!
I haven't had much morning sickness today... I've been munching on little stuff throughout the day so I don't get TOO hungry, so that's helped. One thing I've noticed is that I get the dry heaves VERY easily. Earlier in the evening, I was heading down the steps to the basement and started dry heaving walking to the laundry room. Our basement smells just fine, so I don't know what that's all about. Also, as I was tidying up the dogs' bed, I got nauseous just at the smell of their dog blanket. Ugh... gotta love it.
That's about it for now...
I haven't had much morning sickness today... I've been munching on little stuff throughout the day so I don't get TOO hungry, so that's helped. One thing I've noticed is that I get the dry heaves VERY easily. Earlier in the evening, I was heading down the steps to the basement and started dry heaving walking to the laundry room. Our basement smells just fine, so I don't know what that's all about. Also, as I was tidying up the dogs' bed, I got nauseous just at the smell of their dog blanket. Ugh... gotta love it.
That's about it for now...
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