Friday, August 31, 2007

T-Minus 12-ish Hours

We're moving tomorrow, which is super exciting because we'll be in a sweet house in a fantastic neighborhood. However, that also means that we'll be Internet-less for a while -- lame.

I'm working on a post about some things I've been pondering regarding last week's sermon, so I'll try to post that next week once we have Internet back, but life is crazy, so we'll see. Work is insane right now with a bunch of changes that I can't really get into here so I may just be too swamped in general (if work is crazy, I am so much less inclined to do anything at night) to do much working on posts. However, that said, I'll try to at least post some house photos and an updated belly photo soon.

Also, thankfully, I'm feeling less sick this week. I don't know if that is because I'm taking Zofran twice a day, or if I'm just feeling better, or a combination of both, but hopefully it continues. The baby just kicked -- He/She agrees!

Now it's off to bed to try to get some rest before we do the big move...

Tuesday, August 28, 2007


It is so surreal to me that this...person, a real little person, is inside of me right now. It's definitely an awe-inspiring experience to see the ultrasound.

The ultrasound was great. We didn't find out the gender, but it was still so fun to see the little guy/girl. Well, I guess I should say the giant guy/girl, because He/She is measuring a whole week ahead! Oh, my. I hope that doesn't mean a 10-pound baby!

They didn't find anything wrong with my gallbladder, so now we are back to "I guess you're just one of those unlucky ones who is sick for a lot longer than normal." :( I wanted there to be a reason, and a solution! But alas, I guess that's not to be. I hope I keep feeling definitely seems to come in waves of sickness; hopefully it stays away for a while now.

Monday, August 20, 2007

goodbye, and an update

I've talked about our friends Caleb and Marci here before, although I don't think I've mentioned that they are moving from Seattle to Rhode Island for Caleb to go to grad school. (In fact, it's their [now former] house that we'll be moving into in a couple of weeks...) They left town today, loaded into a big Penske truck for their cross-country drive. (Boy, do I know how that feels!)

Well, I had to say goodbye to them last night, and it was really hard. They're the ones whose house we are moving into, the ones we met in Maine, the ones who had a miscarriage too, the ones we called the night of our miscarriage who sat in the hospital with us and cried with us, the ones who got us into mopeds in the first place, the ones who are among our best couple friends, the ones where the husband is one of Brett's close friends -- they've done art shows together, built mopeds together, had coffee dates together...
We went to church with them last night, and Marci and I and their roommate Meg all cried from the end of the sermon right through the last 30 minutes of church, and then afterward. When Marci and I looked at each other and realized we had to actually say the goodbye we'd been putting off and dreading for months, both of us started crying again as we held each other, prayed for each other, and said how much we love each other. I am feeling teary just thinking about them leaving town today, not knowing when I'll see them again.
We have been through so much with them and I just love them so much. I am going to miss them beyond what words can say.


Ok, so, on a more cheerful note, here's an update on me! I have been feeling better this week than I have in...well, this entire pregnancy, basically!

PRAISE GOD!!! I am really convinced that it's my gallbladder that's giving me trouble, because all week I've been careful to really watch my fat and refined flour intake, and I've felt good. Really good, suspiciously good -- so good that there were times I could forget I was pregnant! What convinces me that it's my gallbladder is this: yesterday my mom and Brett and I went out for breakfast. All the restaurant had on their brunch menu that I like is pancakes and hash browns -- probably two of the very worst things I could eat.

Well, I paid for it big-time later last night. After I woke up from an afternoon nap, I felt horrible -- pretty much like I have felt this entire pregnancy so far: queasy, nauseous, refluxy, uncomfortable. I even had to get up during church last night and go to the bathroom to take a Zofran because I was afraid I would throw up otherwise.

Anyway, I feel much more normal today, so that to me is a clear indication that my meal on Sunday was a really bad choice, and that it's the fatty/refined foods giving me so much trouble.

Also fun is that the baby is dancing around like crazy in there today! The movements get more and more perceptible every day. I cannot wait for Brett to feel them! We've been sitting in bed at night with his hand on my stomach for long stretches of time, trying to feel something...anything. So far, all he's felt are gasses moving around and also my pulse. Heh.

My mom was up this past weekend to help us get ready to move. We got a lot packed, nearly the whole kitchen as well as the remainder of our substantial library, so that feels really good. We're making good progress, and now that Caleb and Marci are gone, I'm just ready to move in. I have a post half-written about the new house...I'll finish it soon; I promise.

It was fun to have my mom here. We were able to relax and have some fun in the midst of working hard. Our fun included three total trips to two different Targets (where my mom bought me this! Her first purchase for the baby -- VERY fun!!) as well as fantastic massages at an amazing spa downtown. My favorite part of the spa experience was the shower room -- there were at least 6-8 jets spraying me from all different directions, including from above. It was the most relaxing and wonderful shower I've ever had. If I am rich someday, I am totally making my bathroom like that!

Dinner is almost ready (brown rice and lima beans roasted with garlic and makes me sad that Brett doesn't like this dish anymore; it's one of my favorites) so I am going to wrap up. Yay -- I am actually hungry, and I'm going to actually eat!!! HOORAY!

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

a good appointment

Despite the fact that the doctor was running about an hour-and-a-half behind (what can you expect at an OB's office, I guess), I had a great appointment today! I feel like my doctor really listened to my concerns and that we came up with a plan for how to proceed and manage all of my sickness issues.

She is going to do some testing to see if part of my problem is with my gallbladder (apparently gallbladder problems are fairly common in pregnancy -- who knew?) and go from there. But in the meantime, we have a plan: keep up with the Zofran, eat a very low-fat, gallbladder friendly diet (which = sad, sad day for french-fry-loving Kathleen), start a different antacid, and call the on-call doc or go to the ER if I have another episode like Sunday.

It feels good knowing I have a plan in place, and knowing that the doctor really heard me and understood and was sympathetic, and that I'm not just a crazy hypochondriac lady who can't take being pregnant.

So we will schedule the so-called big ultrasound for the next few weeks, which is exciting! This is the ultrasound where most people find out whether they are having a boy or a girl, but we are skipping that portion of it. Still, we will get to see the baby again -- so cool! I just have to figure out Brett's work schedule and then get it on the calendar.

Umm, what else? Other good news includes a healthy, loud, baby heartbeat (yay!) and that I gained two pounds, which brings me almost back up to the weight I was when I got pregnant! I never thought I'd be so happy about gaining weight, but it's a relief to know I haven't lost any more, even if I'm still not back at my original weight.

They did some bloodwork for the quad screen, which checks for risk factors for various birth defects (such as Trisomy 18 -- Down's Syndrome) as well as pregnancy complications (such as a predisposition toward preeclampsia). It's a routine test that they do for everyone and I should know the results in a week or two. I'm not worried about it; I'm sure everything is fine.

Anyway, it was a good appointment overall and I'm actually feeling moderately good today, healthwise, although I'm exhausted. But hey, at least the work day goes by quickly when you're gone for almost three hours in the middle of it! :)

Sunday, August 12, 2007

I don't want to complain...

...but, well, I'm going to complain.

I'm so tired of being sick. I had another huge, huge, two-and-a-half-hour-long bout of throwing up this morning. I won't get too graphic but I'll just say that it left my throat so raw that it was bleeding, not to mention that swallowing still hurts. Plus I have broken capillaries in my face from all the throwing up. (And this was after taking Zofran, the supposed anti-nausea wonder drug.)

I'm tired of having nothing sound good to me, food-wise. I like food. A lot. Usually to the point where I'd rather be a little overweight than stop eating what I enjoy. But these days, pretty much all food sounds gross. Even when I'm hungry, I often can't think of one single thing that sounds good to me, let alone one thing that I think I can eat without throwing up.

I feel like I shouldn't complain too much, that I'm lucky to be pregnant, even if I am so sick. And I am lucky, and I am grateful. Don't get me wrong. But dammit, this sucks. I expected there to be unpleasant parts of pregnancy (um, hemorrhoids, anyone?) but this has gone beyond the mere unpleasant and has ventured into the downright miserable.

Anyway. I have a doctor's appointment Tuesday and I'll definitely be describing this morning's, um, unpleasantness in all its graphic glory. I hope there's something the doctors can do or I can do. I really don't know how I'll cope if she just tells me they've done all they can and this is just how it is. I accepted that when I was still in my first trimester, but I'm 17 weeks along; this should be abating now. *sigh* It would be just my luck to have this last the entire 40 weeks...

Friday, August 10, 2007

Since you asked...

This post is for my friend Kris, who requested belly pics.
One of my major complaints about my body has always been my belly. Not the fact that I have always had a pooch (I don't really care about that; curviness doesn't bother me), rather, it's the shape of said pooch that has always bugged me.
You see, for as long as I can remember, I've had a double belly. I even recall a particular entry to my diary/journal when I was probably about 14 where I drew the shape of my double belly to document my dissatisfaction.
Basically, the double belly is this: a pooch on the front above my belly button (this is the top belly), which looks like a fat roll but really isn't as it doesn't go all the way around, an indent where my belly button is, and then a pooch below my belly button (this is the bottom belly).
Unfortunately, despite many changes in my shape in the years since my journal entry, my drawing from when I was 14 is pretty much still accurate. Even at my thinnest and most fit, I've had the double belly.
That being saiad, one of the things I've always looked forward to with pregnancy is the disappearance of the double belly! Granted, I'll have one ginormous belly instead, but hey, I'll take it over two any day! At least there's a good reason for one big belly, you know?
Anyway, it's only been in the past day or so, but I'm finally at the point where the belly button indent (and subsequent double belly) is almost gone! I looked in the mirror last night was was shocked at the fact that I have not just a fat (double) belly, but I pretty nearly have one big pregnant-lady belly!
Here's the progression over the past few weeks:
15w,1d -- After Amy's wedding
(See how I have the bump right under the sash and then the dress just falls without interruption? Yeah, that's a prime example of the top belly rearing its ugly head.)

16w -- At a work event

17w -- About 30 minutes ago
(excuse the faucet and bathroom-ness, please...)

Anyway, as you can see, I've pretty much got a pregnant belly now. Exciting! Also very exciting is the fact that I am nearly certain I've been feeling movement. Well, actually, it's safe to say that I've definitely been feeling movement. It started out as a very rare flutter or two toward the end of week 14, and within the past few days, it's definitely increased! It's not totally regular yet, but I feel it multiple times a day now, and it is so cool.

It definitely makes all of this so much more real to feel this little person moving around in there. I am beyond excited for Brett to get to feel it, too. I'm hoping that will happen in a few more weeks, although I know it could take a bit longer. Still, it's very fun, and it definitely reminds me to pray for the baby more -- I try to say a prayer every time he or she moves.

I have my next doctor's appointment on Tuesday, after which I'll schedule the "big" ultrasound. Although we aren't finding out the gender, I'm still very excited to see this little person again!

I'm feeling better as this week has gone on (knock on wood) so that is great. I really hope it continues. I'm so tired of feeling sick all the time! I'll be interested to see on Tuesday whether I've gained any weight back since my last appointment. I hope I have, at least a little.

I should go find something to eat now...It's lunch time, and I'm actually hungry for once. YAY! I have to jump on that while it lasts!

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

it's official: the hormones have taken over

Someone seriously must have peed in my wheaties this morning...oh, that's right, I didn't GET wheaties, or any other form of breakfast, for that matter, since I've been tied to my effing desk all morning because everyone has been in meetings.


Dear...everyone (let's just make this comprehensive),

I can no longer be held responsible for what comes out of my mouth today. Something (read: baby + hormones) has taken over my body, and words, mean, rude words, just pop out unbidden. I apologize in advance for anything I might say or do that is abnormal, rude, mean, bitchy, or pushy. I'm usually able to keep such thoughts to myself, but that has recently become impossible.

I also apologize to my co-workers and to the elevator tech for snapping at you. I know that apologizing while I'm bitching you out doesn't do much good, but at least you know I'm trying.


Saturday, August 04, 2007

in the midst of the rally...

Every time I think my life just might calm down a bit, it seems to speed up again. **sigh** Oh well. I guess it's good to be busy; it's just so tiring!

Work was crazy this week. We had a huge tenant event and I'm exhausted from it. However, it went really well, so that is worth it.

Brett and I had a fantastic anniversary. We had dinner at Carmelita, an all-vegetarian restaurant that we've been wanting to go to for a long time. It was soooo yummy. I had the lemon-asparagus-fava bean risotto, and Brett had this pasta-y thing that looked so rich and cheesy and good. We really enjoyed it! I need to write some more about the dinner and about our new philosophy toward eating out...maybe next week.

Now, we're in the midst of the Seattle moped rally -- Blood Drive V. Since I can't ride a moped this year (SO SAD!!) I am driving one of the breakdown vehicles. What a freakin adventure that is, trying to navigate a 15-passenger van through Seattle traffic, trying to stay behind mopeds, and trying to abruptly pull over when someone breaks down. I am just praying I don't get a ticket...I've had to do some, uh, not-so-legal things already, and it's only been one day.

I have been telling myself for months that after this weekend, I could relax a bit. We've been down to Portland a ton, participated in Amy and Seth's wedding, had a ton of stress at work, and now the rally. But now, we just found out this week that our application was approved for a house we are going to rent -- so we'll be moving as of September 1.

Very good news, and we are super excited, but OMG, life is just never going to slow down, and that thought is overwhelming.

Anyway, more about the house and our dinner and the rally later -- we are off to breakfast and then to a day of me watching everyone else ride while I drive a cumbersome vehicle around since I can't ride this year. **sigh** I know it's worth it not to be able to ride, but it's so fun to ride in a big group, and it's so not fun to drive a chase vehicle...maybe another year.