Conspiracy Theory

Now I know how it feels to be sabotaged.

The baby likes ice cream.

I always have the worst morning sickness in the evening after dinner.
Milkshakes make it better.

Chris is encouraging the ice cream consumption.
He says we need calcium.

My pants are tight today.
I have to hike them up over my belly button because the waistband is not elastic.
We can't keep eating ice cream everyday.
I have to say NO next time Chris asks me if I want to go to Dairy Queen.
He should stop asking me if I want to go.

They're BOTH sabotaging me!

It must be a boy because he's already on Daddy's team.

I'm on to the conspiracy...

Reasons to Celebrate Life

The baby is fine.

No need to panic.

The spotting is normal.

I really need to start reading these pregnancy books so I know what to expect, but it’s hard to find time to read without giving away the secret. I can’t exactly whip out a copy of ‘What to Expect When You’re Expecting’ in the lunchroom at work.

On another happy note,

Chris is the cutest Daddy ever.
He bought another infant carrier and a newer carseat today at a garage sale.
That brings our tally of infant carriers to three.
I hope he doesn’t think we’re having triplets.

I can’t wait to see these new baby accessories!
Erica was with him, and I trust her fashion judgement, so they must be cute.
They also bought a Winnie the Pooh doll for the baby.

How sweet!

Week Six

Baby Ticker

Week Six

How your baby's growing: The cells that will make up all of your baby's body parts and systems are dividing furiously as her body begins to take shape. Right now she's about the size of a small lentil bean (4 to 5 millimeters across).

If you could see through your uterine wall, you'd find an overlarge head and dark spots where her eyes and nostrils are beginning to take shape. Shallow pits on the sides of her head mark her developing ears, and her arms and legs appear as protruding buds. Her hands and feet look like paddles, with thick webbing between the developing digits, but her fingers and toes will soon become more distinct. Below the opening that will later be your baby's mouth, there are small folds where her neck and lower jaw will eventually develop. (Inside, her tongue and vocal cords are just beginning to form.)

Your baby's heart (which is starting to divide into the right and left chambers) is beating about 100 to 130 beats per minute — almost twice as fast as yours — and blood is beginning to circulate through her body. Her intestines are developing and tiny breathing passages are beginning to appear where her lungs will be.

She's also starting to build muscle fibers and, halfway through this week, she'll likely start moving her tiny limbs. Unfortunately, you'll probably have to wait until you're several weeks into your second trimester before you get to enjoy feeling your baby's calisthenics.

PANIC

I’m spotting.

I just saw pink on the TP ten minutes ago.

I cried immediately.

What does this mean??

I’m hysterical.

I search the internet for bleeding during first trimester.

I find a small glimmer of hope.

Bleeding is common, and does not mean miscarriage.

I didn’t know how badly I wanted this baby until I thought I might lose it.

I love this baby already.

It’s suddenly real to me.

Please God, help me.

Morning Musings

Just my morning musings...

I'm waiting for everyone to get ready to leave the house.
We're going river tubing today, one of the very few activities that I'm still allowed to do.

I always wondered how it would feel to be pregnant?
The pregnancy books tell me that my range of emotions are due to hormone changes in my body. That eleviates the feelings of guilt.

I'm excited.
I can't wait to meet Chris' baby!
What will he look like?

I'm terrified.
I don't remember anything about taking care of babies.
How will I know what to do?

I'm horrified.
I read ahead in the pregnancy book.
OK, don't give me too much credit.
I flipped through the pictures of what happens to your body during the third trimester.
Labor might be natural, but it also looks painful.
Not to be pessimistic, but that's just my observation.
Maybe I'm wrong?

I'm lonely.
Now that Kayla and Erica are back, we have to act like everything is normal. Chris has been the only person that I can talk to about this experience, and now I can't even talk to him.

I'm depressed.
I just lost 32 pounds, only to pack it back on and then some.
Just for the record, I was 166 pounds at the time of conception.
How long will it take me to see that on the scale again?

I'm awe-struck.
Just the thought of a human being growing inside my body is overwhelming and awe-inspiring. I'm still in shock.

I'm in denial.
We haven't heard the heartbeat yet or seen the ultrasound, so what if all the symptoms are in my head?
Nah.

I'm boring.
Really, who wants to hang out with a preggo lady that always has a tummy ache and can't walk across the room without feeling exhausted?
I am a major party pooper lately.
How can my family stand me?

I'm in love.
Whoever this little person is inside me, I love him already.
Despite the nausea.

Relinquishing Control

You might be wondering where I have been lately?

Maybe you're not wondering, maybe the thought never crossed your mind. But let's assume that you missed me so I can explain why I haven't been updating my journal.

The baby has taken complete control over my body.

I'm so tired I can't even blink.
I'm queasy if I eat and I'm queasy if I don't.
My breasts feel like 2 ton boulders.
I spend 22 hours a day on the toilet peeing.
I spend the other 2 hours a day on my way to the toilet.
I can't take a dump ever.

I was reading a pregnancy book the other day (while on the toilet).
I thought it would cheer me up to know that this is only temporary.
I'm an optimist.
The book says I'll be sick until the end of the first trimester.
That means I won't feel like myself again until August.
But, then my clothes won't fit anymore.

This is so much fun!