Sunday, July 23, 2006

10 Weeks, 1 Day

Congratulations! Your baby is now officially called a "fetus." It looks a little like a medium shrimp, measuring 1.25 to 1.68 inches from crown to rump, and weighing a little less than two-tenths of an ounce. You might be reassured to know that most physical malformations, when they occur, have occurred by the end of this week, so the most critical part of your baby's development is safely behind you. But other developmental processes, such as those affecting behavior and intelligence, will continue throughout pregnancy. Eyes are covered by skin that will eventually split to form eyelids.
~Courtesy of WebMD
Sorry I haven't updated for a while. I haven't been online much at all lately, and I got scolded by my dear SIL tonight. Also, my audience seems to be getting bigger and bigger, so there's a danger of stage fright. I'll get over it, though. The more, the merrier!!
Things are going well. I've been hit by the nausea bug way more often than I care to think about. It's made it a little harder to force myself to take those prenatal vitamins. I'm starting to take them in the evening with dinner now, so it should be easier.
My mom bought the first baby things (at least that I've heard about) the other day. A bassinet, some sleepers and a receiving blanket. Mostly yellow, since the gender is a mystery. I think it's going to stay that way. We've pretty much decided to wait and find out when Tadpole makes his or her world debut. Everyone keeps asking me if I want a boy or a girl. I don't really know. It kind of depends on the day. As Bryan says, they both have their ups and downs.
I watched a show the other day about a woman who was dealing with a colicky baby. That was ten times more scary than watching labor and deliveries on "A Baby Story." Five solid months of unconsolable crying?? Wow! It's probably a good thing Bryan didn't watch that one. That was much scarier than anything Wes Craven could envision.
By the way, did anyone know these existed??? Someone is actually making money on this. File that one under "Only in America."

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Pooh Spree *snicker*

The other day I forced my dear hubby to walk through the baby section at Walmart with me. He was following me around, listening to me ooh and aah about how cute everything was. I'm sure he was a bit bored. That all changed when we got to the "Travel Systems," which sound so high tech, but are really just a stroller and car seat all in one box. We came across one set called "Graco Spree 521 Travel System" which happened to be decorated with Winnie the Pooh. On the shelf tag that has the super-abbreviated stock-room name for the product, it said "Pooh Spree Travel." That sent Bryan into gales of laughter and he spent the remainder of our shopping trip giggling and repeating the words "Pooh Spree." It was just like when he's watching Sports Center and I'm sitting at the computer softly repeating "Pujols" and giggling that same maniacal giggle. Are we really mature enough for parenthood?

8 Weeks, 3 Days

My sister and I used to tease our mom about having a bionic nose. She could smell anything, (But especially bad smells) from a mile away. I now know exactly when that began. The moment of conception. Between "pregnancy nose" and the fact that I've quit smoking, I can smell things I never knew (or wanted to know) existed. When a customer walks in at work, I can tell if they have a dog at home, or if they've recently eaten an orange, or other random olfactory-related facts. It's weird and a little creepy. Not to mention that nine times out of ten it makes me want to puke. Except when that one woman comes in that works at Roy's Pit BBQ. Mmmmmmmm, Barbeque...

Now that I have my bionic nose, I keep feeling around to see if the eyes in the back of my head have begun to appear. I know they're coming.

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Monday, July 10, 2006

8 Weeks, 2 Days

Oh, the nausea! The pounding, rolling, undulating waves of nausea. My stomach rolls and tumbles and gurgles and rumbles and hates me. I can't seem to shake it. It used to get better when I ate. Now, it doesn't seem to care at all what I do. I can try to eat, drink water, have milk, crackers, or bread, and it just lingers until it gets bored with tormenting me. Then it retreats, ready to pounce at the next opportune moment. Why won't it stop?????????

It is the absolute worst when I'm at work. The building has a smell to it that I've never noticed before. A sickly rotten smell that none of the customers seem to notice. But it's slowly suffocating me in a fog of nausea. Maybe it's psychological. I hate coming to work so much that I've started to believe that it's actually making me sick. God, I hate this place.

Saturday, July 08, 2006

8 Weeks, 0 Days

Your embryo, now about in its sixth week of development, is about the size of a grape -- 0.56 to 0.8 inches from crown to rump. Eyelid folds and ears are forming and even the tip of the nose is visible. The arms have grown longer and bend at the elbows. Places where fingers and toes eventually will grow are becoming notched.
--Courtesy WebMD
We found out we were pregnant on June 21st. I took two HPTs, one Wednesday night, one Thursday morning, and both were clearly positive. No barely-there lines here, they were plain as day. Our EDD is 2/17/07. I haven't seen the doctor yet, but that's what WebMD predicts based on estimated date of conception. As far as symptoms, I've had the basics for awhile now. Some nausea, indigestion, frequent trips to the bathroom (I pee all the time!!), soreness of the breasts, and fatigue. Morning sickness is mild, though not limited to the morning. The worst thing about it is that I've become very sensitive to body odor, which is unfortunately something I come into contact with many times a day at work. It has always grossed me out, but now it makes my stomach do sommersaults. Like a good girl, I've quit smoking and drinking, but caffeine is much harder to give up. I have cut back, though, and started drinking more water as well as lots of milk and oj.
I'm so excited! I don't look any different, and my clothes don't feel any different, but when I lay on my stomach, it feels like I'm laying on a little lump. It's so wierd, sometimes I lay down on the floor just to feel it.
It's starting to feel a little more natural to say "the baby" and "I'm pregnant." It felt so terribly foreign at first. Sometimes I would change what I was saying mid-sentence because I had this silly feeling that if I said it aloud too much, I would jinx it. Like I could somehow make it not true by talking about it so casually. It's coming out much easier as time goes by.
We decided we need something to call the baby other than "it." When Teri was pregnant with Leah, we called her the bean (and still do). I was reading something online that said the baby resembled a tadpole, so that's what we've started calling it. Baby Tadpole. Meagan made me an adorable beaded keychain that said Baby Tadpole, so I guess it's official.

Welcome to our Baby Blog!!

I decided to start this project so that I wouldn't annoy all of our friends and relatives to death with constant updates about the baby. All I do these days is read about pregnancy and babies. I found the week by week pregnancy guide on WebMD, and I was so excited about it I wanted to email it and my presonalized pregnancy calendar to Mom and Helen and Meagan and Annell . . . It suddenly occurred to me that they may not want to hear about it twelve times a day like I do. Though it seems to be the only thing on my mind lately, I realized that other people have lives too, and they don't all revolve around me and my reproductive feats. And so this blog was born. I'll update it as much as I want (even if it's twelve times a day) and they can read it when they want. I can tell myself that everyone is as excited as I am and that they must be refreshing this page every five minutes of their spare time so they won't miss a single update, and they can check it once a week or so, and we'll all be happy.

We're Pregnant!!!