As I approach 6 months (and my third trimester) I thought I would do another quiz. So here I go.
How far along: 23 weeks today (my ticker reminds me that the baby is now the size of a papaya).
Who knows: Everyone! I'm actually surprised when people say they had no idea. It's kind of obvious.
Symptoms: Just back pain... Well I shouldn't say "Just"!
Total weight gain: I don't ask, they don't tell!
Maternity clothes: Yeah, pretty much everything.
Stretch marks: Nothing new!
Sleep: As I approach my third trimester I've noticed the sleepiness creeping back. I also toss and turn due to the back pain and having to pee twice a night doesn't help. I like to think of it as practice to prepare my body for whats to come!
Best moment last week: Will felt the baby move for the first time! I went in to work a little later that day and we just laid in the bed talking. Then the little one started kicking like crazy! It's such a great milestone and it doesn't get old, even for my fourth pregnancy!
Movement: Lots! Everyday. Dr says this is because my placenta is on my back wall.
Food cravings: Varies from day to day.
Belly Button in or out: IN!
What I miss: Zumba! I loved to workout @ the Y, but the Dr hasn't cleared me for any type of exercise. I have been considering an Aqua Zumba class though.
What I am looking forward to: Next week's growth scan. To see how much weight this baby has gained. Although I'm not looking forward to ALL the Dr appointments. Between my regular OB and the Fetal Maternal Dr, I'm going to be at the Dr's office twice as much.
Milestones: We got to found out the sex last month.
How is daddy? Will is very overprotective. He wouldn't even allow me to bowl. He finally admitted that we already lost one baby, he's afraid to lose another. It's kind of sweet.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Diego
Diego is the new man in my life. Actually he's been around for awhile, but I have just realized how important he is to me. He never judges me. He keeps me warm at night. And he's sensitive to my needs!
Obviously, Will is jealous of my relationship with Diego. And I have to admit, it's a bit awkward with Diego sleeping between me and Will every night. Protecting me like the border patrol.
If you haven't figured it out yet, Diego is my maternity pillow. He has tried his best to keep me comfortable through the night. I don't know how I would sleep without him! I love him so much I decided to name him after all of these years. I had Diego since I was pregnant with Olivia, but didn't realize his worth until my pregnancy back pain made sleeping impossible.
As much as I adore Diego, I do miss cuddling with my hubby before drifting off to sleep. This is impossible now because of my fluffy barrier. A couple times per night while rolling over, with my pillow tucked snugly between my legs, I've smacked Will in the face. However, Will tolerates Diego regardless of his hatred for him. Besides, he knows better than to mess with a pregnant woman!
We are going to the Dells this weekend and you better believe Diego will be coming along!
Obviously, Will is jealous of my relationship with Diego. And I have to admit, it's a bit awkward with Diego sleeping between me and Will every night. Protecting me like the border patrol.
If you haven't figured it out yet, Diego is my maternity pillow. He has tried his best to keep me comfortable through the night. I don't know how I would sleep without him! I love him so much I decided to name him after all of these years. I had Diego since I was pregnant with Olivia, but didn't realize his worth until my pregnancy back pain made sleeping impossible.
As much as I adore Diego, I do miss cuddling with my hubby before drifting off to sleep. This is impossible now because of my fluffy barrier. A couple times per night while rolling over, with my pillow tucked snugly between my legs, I've smacked Will in the face. However, Will tolerates Diego regardless of his hatred for him. Besides, he knows better than to mess with a pregnant woman!
We are going to the Dells this weekend and you better believe Diego will be coming along!
Friday, June 4, 2010
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
10 Months
I'm almost at the halfway point. 5 months and 5 more to go. (You did know women are actually pregnant for 10 months not 9, right?) I'm also in the midst of the period in which I lost Willow. I have a lot of mixed emotions regarding the fast approaching anatomy scan. The 5 month ultrasound! The BIG one, where the tech confirms if it's a penis or vagina. The last 5 month ultrasound I went to I was ecstatic. I had already been told by the tech that my baby was a girl, but that didn't curb my excitement. I laid on the table quietly as the tech explained that she would do the "boring" stuff first since my darling hubby was late. I glanced over at the screen once and saw my baby's profile. The tech was uneasy and wasn't allowing me to see the screen. I could tell immediately something was wrong. She quickly printed some images. She wiped the gooey mess from my stomach and told me she would be back after showing the Dr some things first.
Not long after she abruptly left the room Will came bursting through the door with CD-R in hand. Anxious to see his baby girl. I began crying. Will couldn't understand why I was crying. I tried to explain that something wasn't right. Ultrasound techs don't run out of the room like that. The tech returned and asked us to follow her to the Dr's office. That's when I lost it. I sobbed because I knew at that moment she was gone. I blamed myself. How could I not know my baby had died inside of me?
These emotions are going to be strong and raw when I lay down on that table and wait to see my baby's beating heart on the screen. I could care less if my baby is a girl or a boy. I just want to see their tiny little heart beating away!
Not long after she abruptly left the room Will came bursting through the door with CD-R in hand. Anxious to see his baby girl. I began crying. Will couldn't understand why I was crying. I tried to explain that something wasn't right. Ultrasound techs don't run out of the room like that. The tech returned and asked us to follow her to the Dr's office. That's when I lost it. I sobbed because I knew at that moment she was gone. I blamed myself. How could I not know my baby had died inside of me?
These emotions are going to be strong and raw when I lay down on that table and wait to see my baby's beating heart on the screen. I could care less if my baby is a girl or a boy. I just want to see their tiny little heart beating away!
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