Quick update:
All is well. I got my early risk screening results back and they are normal. My numbers were, to quote the nurse, that of a 20 year old. My Trisomy 13 & 18 was 1:10,000 and my Trisomy 21 was also 1:10,000. I had no doubt that everything was fine. Truth is, I only did the screening because it meant I got to see ultrasound pictures lol.
My belly is protruding a little, but I am thankful that I still, for the most part, fit comfortably in my normal non-work clothes. Sometimes as I sit at the computer or lounge around watching TV my pants feel a little tight so I undo my button but so far that's about it. My work clothes are another story. So far, I can still wear my suits, but 3 of them I have to use a safety pin and wear a longer shirt over the waist. 2 of my others still fit normally, but that probably isn't going to last long. I have noticed I'm overflowing in my bras too. Hee! I went to the mall today and did a little looking around. I tried on a bra (D cup OMG!) at the Motherhood store and it fit. It fit so well that I didn't buy it because I figure I still have a heck of a long way to grow and I was afraid I'd outgrow it by the time baby gets here. Normally I'm a small C cup, which is perfect in my opinion for someone of my body frame, but trying on and fitting in a D was thrilling. hee It's the little things. I hope they don't get ridiculously big though...
I really hope I carry a cute little round bump in front with no other gain anywhere else. Since I'm on the topic of wishful thinking, I would also like to ask for a healthy, but smaller baby. Somewhere around the 6-7 pound range. None of the 9-11 pound baby craze my family seems to have. Seriously. I was 8.5, my sister was 9, my 1st nephew was 10 and my second nephew is going to be somewhere around 10.5-11. No thank you.
My anatomy scan appointment is scheduled for Feb 17th and I can't friggin wait.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
13 weeks tomorrow
I have been a terrible blogger lately. I know and I'm sorry. With the holidays and all kinds of crazy happening, these last couple of weeks have absolutely flown by.
I had my first trimester screening this afternoon and they had just gotten a new ultrasound machine that the tech was still trying out and fiddling with so I got some experimental 3D pics! woohoo! Baby is measuring 13 weeks 1 day and is right on track. Everything is looking perfect and wow did that little one squirm around. It was amazing to watch. For as bad as I had to pee, I still could have sat there and watched it all day.
Things at work have been picking up. It's open season this month for selecting an office/location of preference, so I put my name on the list to go home. Hopefully all will go well (it's based on seniority and availability of positions) and I can move home and have my baby there with my family. I have been very excited today. These are such awesome pictures:
On a slightly down note though, I have been desperately trying to find maternity clothes. Now, I am fairly slender and always have problems finding pants sized 0-2 and small shirts but maternity wear is an entirely different pain in the ass. I ordered some jeans from the gap because their jeans always look awesome on me and online they actually have my size (1 regular) in maternity. They arrived last night and this is what I was greeted with when I tried them on:
Ugh. So far, every pair of pants I have tried on do this. I could have the biggest badunkadunk in the world and that extra bit of fabric between the pockets and elastic waist still wouldn't sit right. Besides, don't they know babies grow in the belly, not the butt!
I had my first trimester screening this afternoon and they had just gotten a new ultrasound machine that the tech was still trying out and fiddling with so I got some experimental 3D pics! woohoo! Baby is measuring 13 weeks 1 day and is right on track. Everything is looking perfect and wow did that little one squirm around. It was amazing to watch. For as bad as I had to pee, I still could have sat there and watched it all day.
Things at work have been picking up. It's open season this month for selecting an office/location of preference, so I put my name on the list to go home. Hopefully all will go well (it's based on seniority and availability of positions) and I can move home and have my baby there with my family. I have been very excited today. These are such awesome pictures:
On a slightly down note though, I have been desperately trying to find maternity clothes. Now, I am fairly slender and always have problems finding pants sized 0-2 and small shirts but maternity wear is an entirely different pain in the ass. I ordered some jeans from the gap because their jeans always look awesome on me and online they actually have my size (1 regular) in maternity. They arrived last night and this is what I was greeted with when I tried them on:
Ugh. So far, every pair of pants I have tried on do this. I could have the biggest badunkadunk in the world and that extra bit of fabric between the pockets and elastic waist still wouldn't sit right. Besides, don't they know babies grow in the belly, not the butt!
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
9w5d and I spilled the beans
I told everyone at work today. We were about to start our white elephant gift-giving game and I said I had something I wanted to show everyone first. I passed around the ultrasound photo from last week and the goobers couldn't figure out what was going on. It was pretty funny watching the confusion on their faces. I just figured they'd see the baby, see my name and put two and two together, but it didn't work out that way. Finally one of the girls looked at me and said "is this of you?" and I said "yeah, that's mine" and someone else said "what? I don't understand..." so I said "yep, I'm pregnant." Then there was the shock and the "what?!" and disbelieving head-shakes and then the squealing began. The guys didn't squeal though, but they are excited in their own curious way. It's almost cute.
The really cool thing is that everyone is totally supportive and excited. There were a few questions about the donor, but it was more from curiosity about him than shock about the path I have chosen. So far, I have had really good responses from people I meet along the way. The real test is going to be when I tell people at home. Where I'm from, most folks are hard-right leaning churchly republicans and this might actually shock them.
We shall see. I go home next week.
The really cool thing is that everyone is totally supportive and excited. There were a few questions about the donor, but it was more from curiosity about him than shock about the path I have chosen. So far, I have had really good responses from people I meet along the way. The real test is going to be when I tell people at home. Where I'm from, most folks are hard-right leaning churchly republicans and this might actually shock them.
We shall see. I go home next week.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
9 weeks
Well, I managed to get myself an appointment at the radiology center for an ultrasound. HAHA! :-P
Baby looks great and is measuring at about 9w2d with a good, strong heartbeat. It's great news and I feel MUCH more relieved and secure. The technician was really awesome and printed a bunch of pictures for me. About midway through she gasped and got all excited because the baby was moving! She turned the monitor around and let me watch the baby move around a little. It was sooooo neat.
I'm really excited now, and eternally grateful that things are going well for me so far *knock on wood*. I know so many folks out there are having a tough time and I feel terrible for them. But I have to remind myself to not stress out and that so far things are great for me.
Baby looks great and is measuring at about 9w2d with a good, strong heartbeat. It's great news and I feel MUCH more relieved and secure. The technician was really awesome and printed a bunch of pictures for me. About midway through she gasped and got all excited because the baby was moving! She turned the monitor around and let me watch the baby move around a little. It was sooooo neat.
I'm really excited now, and eternally grateful that things are going well for me so far *knock on wood*. I know so many folks out there are having a tough time and I feel terrible for them. But I have to remind myself to not stress out and that so far things are great for me.
Monday, December 6, 2010
8 weeks 4 days
Sorry I haven't posted in a while. The exhaustion has hit me like a ton of bricks. My body shuts down whenever it wants (which is about every 4 hours or so) despite my fierce determination to not let it do so. It's a battle I always lose. I crashed for about 15 mins on my keyboard this morning before lunch and was left with some interesting marks across my face much to the amusement of my officemates.
They don't know yet, and I have decided to tell everyone at the holiday party next week. I'll be at 10 weeks and won't know anything more than I do now or will know until after the new year. More about that:
I had my first OB appointment last week and was left feeling very disappointed. No ultrasound to check on my little one so I have no idea what's going on in there. It's so hard to believe it's real without that confirmation. I wasn't too impressed with the office. It was extremely busy and it took me 30 mins to find a place to park, which ended up being two blocks over and illegally parallel parked. This will not fly when I'm enormous come July in the stifling heat and humidity. I also didn't actually see a doctor, but a nurse instead. I don't really have much of a problem with that though because she looked like she's been doing this since before I was alive and probably had more experience than all of the doctors in the practice put together. I still didn't like her too much though and I felt that I was just another "new patient", which I know is true, but I still think some consideration should be put into patient history. I flat out refused the pap smear and basically smacked her hands away when she tried to do a breast exam. I mean really? My tits feel like a pair of lead balloons hanging painfully off my chest and you want to knead and manhandle them? Um, NO. I had a FULL gyno workup in April before I started this whole business and it didn't need to be done again. They redid all the bloodwork, even though I had it all done at the clinic not 3 months ago before I had the IUIs and had the records with me. I asked about ultrasounds and she said they didn't have a machine so they don't do them. I was like "What?! How can an OB office not do ultrasounds?" I guess they send you off to some other place to have the one or two you get through the whole pregnancy. That was disappointing too. I went ahead and scheduled the 1st trimester genetic screening (primarily so I can get a peek at the baby) and convinced the nurse to give me a referral to go have an ultrasound to check because of the severe cramping I have been having. Hopefully I can get in for that before I go home for Christmas.
Gah. This is so damn stressful sometimes. Not to mention the pregnancy crazies are in full force. Complete with OMG!Crazy!Pregnant!Woman!RAGE! There have been a couple of occasions where I have envisioned some seriously violent actions that would make Quentin Tarantino proud. Hee, I love him. Seriously though, it does scare me because I carry a gun and it's just so (scary!) tempting sometimes. This morning some asshole tried to run me off the road because he didn't want to let me merge in when my lane ended. I looked over and there he is, about an inch away from me, flipping me the bird. I sped off and got ahead of him on the shoulder and ditched him but jeeze, I REALLY wanted to ram his piece of shit truck and shove my gun in his mouth and ask him what a big macho man like him though about trying to bully a girl like me now, and that he should really think about who he tries to intimidate and if it's worth it. Ending with a kick in the groin and him groveling, begging for his life.
See what I mean? OMG!Crazy! Thank goodness for the anonymous blogosphere. I couldn't tell anyone else this without risking commitment to the looneybin.
They don't know yet, and I have decided to tell everyone at the holiday party next week. I'll be at 10 weeks and won't know anything more than I do now or will know until after the new year. More about that:
I had my first OB appointment last week and was left feeling very disappointed. No ultrasound to check on my little one so I have no idea what's going on in there. It's so hard to believe it's real without that confirmation. I wasn't too impressed with the office. It was extremely busy and it took me 30 mins to find a place to park, which ended up being two blocks over and illegally parallel parked. This will not fly when I'm enormous come July in the stifling heat and humidity. I also didn't actually see a doctor, but a nurse instead. I don't really have much of a problem with that though because she looked like she's been doing this since before I was alive and probably had more experience than all of the doctors in the practice put together. I still didn't like her too much though and I felt that I was just another "new patient", which I know is true, but I still think some consideration should be put into patient history. I flat out refused the pap smear and basically smacked her hands away when she tried to do a breast exam. I mean really? My tits feel like a pair of lead balloons hanging painfully off my chest and you want to knead and manhandle them? Um, NO. I had a FULL gyno workup in April before I started this whole business and it didn't need to be done again. They redid all the bloodwork, even though I had it all done at the clinic not 3 months ago before I had the IUIs and had the records with me. I asked about ultrasounds and she said they didn't have a machine so they don't do them. I was like "What?! How can an OB office not do ultrasounds?" I guess they send you off to some other place to have the one or two you get through the whole pregnancy. That was disappointing too. I went ahead and scheduled the 1st trimester genetic screening (primarily so I can get a peek at the baby) and convinced the nurse to give me a referral to go have an ultrasound to check because of the severe cramping I have been having. Hopefully I can get in for that before I go home for Christmas.
Gah. This is so damn stressful sometimes. Not to mention the pregnancy crazies are in full force. Complete with OMG!Crazy!Pregnant!Woman!RAGE! There have been a couple of occasions where I have envisioned some seriously violent actions that would make Quentin Tarantino proud. Hee, I love him. Seriously though, it does scare me because I carry a gun and it's just so (scary!) tempting sometimes. This morning some asshole tried to run me off the road because he didn't want to let me merge in when my lane ended. I looked over and there he is, about an inch away from me, flipping me the bird. I sped off and got ahead of him on the shoulder and ditched him but jeeze, I REALLY wanted to ram his piece of shit truck and shove my gun in his mouth and ask him what a big macho man like him though about trying to bully a girl like me now, and that he should really think about who he tries to intimidate and if it's worth it. Ending with a kick in the groin and him groveling, begging for his life.
See what I mean? OMG!Crazy! Thank goodness for the anonymous blogosphere. I couldn't tell anyone else this without risking commitment to the looneybin.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Sleep issues
For what is probably the 25th night in a row, I have not been able to sleep. I go to bed early, around 10pm and manage to sleep until about 1am and then I'm up. Wide awake. I can't get comfortable, I toss and turn and my mind RACES. I finally manage to fall asleep again around 5am, which during the work-week really sucks because I have to get up at 6am. Of course on the weekend, I end up snoozing on the couch for most of the afternoon because I'm so damned tired and that's just not helping either.
I don't know what the problem is, but I can't keep going like this.
Suggestions?
I don't know what the problem is, but I can't keep going like this.
Suggestions?
Thursday, November 25, 2010
7 weeks today
and fingers still permanently crossed. Of course, when I logged on to post yesterday's U/S picture, the first thing I did was read through everyone's updates. My deepest, heartfelt sympathies to Jay. I just don't even know what to say. Such a sad loss. It terrifies me. Please let me make it with this one. Please.
So far, all looks good. Heartbeat was at 130 and baby is measuring perfectly. I am officially graduated from the clinic and move on to the OB. First OB appointment is next Thursday.
My boss says it's going to be a girl. I think so too. This brings a whole new set of terror for me. I really, really want a boy. I just cannot relate to girls. I HATE pink with a passion and the thought of a lifetime of pink things, lace, hair bows and frilly dresses freaks me out. I have no earthly idea how to be girly and I don't even remotely think any of that stuff is cute. Yuck. How can I have a child I don't think is cute?! I fear a girl will have daddy issues and boy issues and all the other girls-are-cruel issues that I have absolutely no way of dealing with.
Of course, yesterday my sister found out what her baby is, and it figures...another boy so now I'll have two totally adorable sweet baby nephews. This of course makes me want a boy even more so they all can be buddies.
The picture:
So far, all looks good. Heartbeat was at 130 and baby is measuring perfectly. I am officially graduated from the clinic and move on to the OB. First OB appointment is next Thursday.
My boss says it's going to be a girl. I think so too. This brings a whole new set of terror for me. I really, really want a boy. I just cannot relate to girls. I HATE pink with a passion and the thought of a lifetime of pink things, lace, hair bows and frilly dresses freaks me out. I have no earthly idea how to be girly and I don't even remotely think any of that stuff is cute. Yuck. How can I have a child I don't think is cute?! I fear a girl will have daddy issues and boy issues and all the other girls-are-cruel issues that I have absolutely no way of dealing with.
Of course, yesterday my sister found out what her baby is, and it figures...another boy so now I'll have two totally adorable sweet baby nephews. This of course makes me want a boy even more so they all can be buddies.
The picture:
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