Wednesday, February 24, 2010

13 Weeks

My cute jeans have been a little tight since Christmas. But that's because I ate too much and didn't exercise between Thanksgiving and Christmas. Last week though, I noticed that my work pants were getting a little tight. I figured it was bound to happen eventually and I'd have to think about buying some bigger pants or something in the next few weeks. Whatevs. I'm cool wit dat.

Yeah, apparently I outgrew my work pants over the weekend. So since Monday I've been half zipping my pants and looping a rubberband through the button hole and around the button. It's super sexy. I'm even doing this for the fat pants cordouroys. I have a couple other pairs of fat pants to try out, but I'm not holding my breath. By the time I get around to that I doubt they'll fit either.

I also outgrew a pair of comfy pants and my fat jeans felt pretty tight last night. I'm starting to worry about what I'm going to wear for our Orlando trip in 2 weeks. Hopefully Target has some dresses out. Yuck. I hate shopping alone. Maybe we should spill the beans to someone who will shop with me.

So in my e-mail this week they said that Spud should be about 3" long and weigh 20 grams. Eyelids are still fused shut but vocal cords are developed. They also said that soon ribs may appear but we definitely saw ribs last week in the ultrasound. They were adorable.

So today I was thinking that if it's a girl we should name it Spuds Mackenzie after Tara. And if it's a boy I like Spudinator (JR thinks that sounds like a potato gun which is awesome), JR liked Spud Webb after the shortest basketball player (don't ask me).

I'm noticing a lot more stomach acid. Hopefully it doesn't turn into heartburn. But since I seem to have almost every symptom/side effect of pregnancy so far I'm not holding out much hope for that either.

Speaking of pregnancy side effects I've been noticing gas bubbles a lot more lately. Ever since I saw how wiggly spud is on the ultrasound last week. So then I start to wonder if they're really gas bubbles or tiny little kicks and somersaults. I'm going to lean on the side of gas though, since I'm floating around like a blimp lately.

Friday, February 19, 2010

We got to see Spud!

I had an ultrasound this morning. We've been wondering why everyone always posts pictures of their baby early on and we hadn't heard anything about an ultrasound. Turns out that it's part of the genetic testing. So today was my first trimester screening where they test for down's syndrome. It's an ultrasound and a blood test.

Apparently we have a very wiggly baby. The technician was having trouble getting all the measurements she needed. She asked me what I had to drink this morning. I assume she meant that coffee can make a baby hyper but I just stick with milk, juice, and water.

It was weird to see Spud wiggling all over the screen but not be able to feel it. She said it's still early and the placenta is Anterior. So that means any kicks etc. have to make it through the placenta before I'll feel them.

Eventually she called in another tech to double check her measurements. By that time Spud seemed to have calmed down a bit. But in the three pictures they gave us you can see what a very mobile baby we have. Face up in one, face down in the other two. All the measurements appeared normal.

According to my e-mail Spud is 2.5 inches long or about the size of JR's pinky. My pinky is too short unless you include the finger nail. The head to butt measurements were a little bit ahead. About 7 cm (google says 2.75 inches). So they said August 26th would be a possible earlier due date.
But the two technicians got several different measurements there so who really knows. The one tech said she thought the baby was growing before her eyes since her two measurements a couple minutes apart were so different. JR thinks that at this rate I should deliver by this afternoon. Hope not!

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Heartbeat

So we went to the Doctor yesterday.

The nurse asked us if we wanted a boy or a girl. She said "I know you want a healthy baby but..."

It's like that song by garfunkel and oates.
"Riki: So, do you want a boy or girl?
Kate: Oh, doesn't matter as long as it's healthy
Riki: Really? 'Cause I don't feel that those two things are related. It's not like one or the other.
Kate: Oh, really, as long as it's healthy.

I can't wait to hear someone say
"Don't care if it's brain dead
Don't care if it's limbless
If it has a penis"

http://www.garfunkelandoates.com/music/clips/7/pregnant-women-are-smug/

I said well if I get to pick, then a girl. 'Cause girls rock. (speaking from experience) JR refused to commit. I have a feeling it'll be a boy though. Just 'cause. We'll see if I should set up shop as a psychic come September.

We heard the heartbeat. She used this handhald wand attached to a little monitor/speaker and was stabbing me in the gut with it. My uterus still hurts a little bit this morning from all the jabbing. She's not gentle.

So apparently she heard it and asked if we heard it. I said yes thinking she meant the woosh woosh sound. The woosh woosh sound is not the heartbeat. She found it louder a little bit later so I could actually hear it. The heartbeat is way faster and sounds like a tiny drum. I'm not sure JR heard it. I only caught it for a couple seconds.

She said it's beating at 160 and that's good.

So I guess we have proof now. There's something in there.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Week 11

So the nausea is gone really. It was this constant sick to my stomach feeling. It's been replaced by a super sensitive gag reflex. I still haven't thrown up at all but every once in a while I have to take a deep breath and close my mouth real tight. Usually it's just from mentioning some sort of food or thinking about it. Not so much from smells. And it gets way worse when I'm hungry.

JR says it's psychological. I say I don't care what it is. So I made a new rule that we aren't going to talk about gross food. Like if he has a lunch at work that was yucky he can't tell me about it. And talking about food in general isn't real high on my list of things to do. We'll be listing off the things we could have for dinner and by the time we get to the 4th or 5th one I feel sick.

I'm afraid to eat chocolate. 'Cause I don't want to hate it. This is a very sad time for me.

Tomorrow we go to the second doctor's appointment. The Dr. said we may be able to hear the heartbeat so that'll be exciting. I'm a little nervous, but JR is going to come along. Hopefully the streets in Oakland are plowed and passable. It's been kind of a disaster around here since Snowpocalypse 2010!

So Spud is the size and weight of a sugar packet (finally, something I've at least seen before!). It seems like a baby the size of a sugar packet would weigh more than a sugar packet but I guess not. That would be an awfully small baby.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

10 Weeks

According to my fuzzy pregnancy brain math, that means we're a quarter of the way there. That's good. The countdown says 210 days left which doesn't seem very long at all. But when you say 7 months it seems like an eternity.

I guess when you say it's 7 months until there will be a baby in the house it doesn't seem like enough time. But when you says it's 7 months until I don't have to go to work anymore it seems like forever.

I caught another cold. Cold's are pretty awful when you're pregnant. I can take Zyrtec, plain robitussin, menthol free cough drops, and Tylenol. Since I don't have a cough and my throat is only sore from breathing through my mouth all the time I'm not even bothering with two of the options. I took the Zyrtec last night. It dried my sinuses out fiercely but didn't actually stop the runny nose and congestion very well. I think I have to take it in the morning so that it wears off while I sleep at the end of the 24 hours rather than in the middle of the day. Usually when I get a cold I drug myself into a stupor with a dayquil/nyquil cocktail. The Zyrtec and Tylenol combo doesn't really compare.

I blame Dan from work for this cold. He came to work sick every day last week. Jerk. So I didn't go to work on Tuesday or Wednesday and today I just went for a couple hours in the morning. I managed to get all the work done and there were no phone calls so that was sweet. I almost feel bad for not going to work because of a cold, but then I remember that I'm growing a human.

So Spud is 1.5 inches long, doesn't have a tail anymore, has fingers and toes, and is the size of a mondo brazil nut. I really wish they'd start comparing embryo size to things that I've actually seen before. 1.5 inches is about 3/4 the length of my thumb. Which seems pretty big until you think about a hot dog. And how when you eat one you don't notice it in your stomach from the outside.