I am so mad right now! I have been taking daily notes of how I'm feeling each day and I must've accidentally pressed a button, because before I even knew what happened, I had highlighted all the text and deleted it, never to be recovered. Well I'll try to remember what I wrote. The main jist of it was that I have been having one episode of nausea per day for the last few days, but nothing that has lasted more than 3o minutes and nothing that has been to terrible. I got sick on Sunday (the 9th) after lunch, but I think it had more to do with the food than the hormones...who knows! I'm 6 weeks 2 days now (unofficially since I haven't seen the doctor yet), but I have been feeling pretty good. By this time during my last pregnancy, I was having serious nausea episodes and some throwing up. By 7 weeks last time, I was a mess. The only thing that I have noticed this time is that I'm very tired most of the time. Whether I've had 5 hours of sleep or 8 hours of sleep, I'm pretty fatigued. I started noticing yesterday that my pants aren't fitting the same! Everyone says that you start bloating/showing earlier with your second, but I didn't think I'd have to start thinking about maternity clothes this early. I'm still in my regular clothes for now, but they are starting to get a little bit more snug in the waist than they were last week. I started showing earlier than most people last time, so I can't imagine how big I'm going to get this time! Also, right after I found out I was pregnant last time, my face was broken out really bad, and continued to be for a few weeks. This time my skin has been very clear. I remember craving lots of vinegar and salt last time, and so far, I've been craving sweet things and carbs. Every pregnancy is different, right! Anyway, so far so good. I can't complain! Hopefully I won't delete this post in the future.
January 17th: 6 weeks, 4 days
I am writing this at 12:46am, so technically its Monday the 17th, but this post is about Sunday. I remember that Sundays were always my "most sick days" with Cash because of the lack of sleep I always got the night before. Colt and I stay up late, and even with attempts to go to bed early on Saturday nights, my body clock was off and I couldn't sleep. I would get very little sleep, and be very nauseated the next day. Today, I woke up thinking that now that I'm 6 weeks, and it was a Sunday, I would probably be nauseated. I armed myself with a bag full of peppermints and preggie pops. Thankfully I didn't need them, other than a peppermint to freshen my coffee breath! :) I'm still not feeling sick. Like I said before, I have tiny little episodes that last no more than a half hour, and then I'm fine, but its NOTHING like last time. Tonight (Sunday night), I have been CRAVING carbs. Well actually, I've been craving carbs for several days now. In the last few days, I have eaten about 3/4 of a box of whole grain bowtie pasta. I am justifying it by reminding myself that it is whole grain. Whatever, I don't care. I am eating for three since I am still nursing Cash 3-5 times a day. Anyway, I'm still feeling good! Also, I seem to be smelling everything during this pregnancy. Way more than I did with Cash. Everyone said your sense of smell is heightened during pregnancy but I never noticed when I was pregnant with Cash. This time, I can tell a difference. I loved the title of a post from one of the girl's on my pregnancy website that was entitled, "The Whole World Smells Like Dog Poop". While I don't share that opinion, I still found it amusing. I can't wait for Tuesday's ultrasound!
January 24: 6 weeks, 4 days (to be explained)
Tuesday of this week, what I thought was 6 weeks, 5 days, was a crazy day. I begged my mom to schedule an appointment with the ultrasound tech at her office so we could see the heartbeat. She was hesitant, because we didn't really know how far along I was, and she didn't want to schedule us to early, in case we couldn't see anything, and that would freak us out. I drove her crazy until she finally agreed. With Cash, I was able to see him and the heartbeat by 6 weeks 6 days, so I thought we'd be ok this time too. The ultrasound tech was not the same woman that gave us ultrasounds with Cash. This girl was so sweet, but had never done an OB ultrasound before. She specialized in cardiac and vein ultrasounds but she said she'd try her best. We came in on Tuesday, and I laid on the table,excited to see that little grain of rice! We looked and looked for about 20 minutes but we couldn't see anything or hear anything. Of course, after we left, we were a little bit freaked out. I called my doctor and left a message with the OB nurse as soon as we left. It was about 2:30pm, so I thought I'd hear back by the end of the day, but no such luck. I woke up around 9 the following day and tried to call again. "You've reached The Women's Group answering service..." WHAT!?! Of course, the one day I actually need them to be open, they are closed all day for meetings. That was a long day. Finally I got a call back the next morning and they scheduled me for an ultrasound on Friday. I was really nervous Friday morning getting ready. Finally we got there and I hopped up on the table. Even with all the drama, I knew everything would be ok. I wasn't even THAT worried. I just had a feeling everything was alright. Sure enough, she did the ultrasound and we were able to see the baby, and the heartbeat. It was 120 beats per minute. She measured the baby, and I was actually only 6 weeks, 1 day! That was exactly a week behind what I thought. That means we found out that we were pregnant at about 3 weeks and a few days! Same with Cash. That's great because it probably means I have really good hormone levels, but those hormones sure do make you sick sometimes! I got sick twice today. I hope this is not a pattern that's going to form. Although, I was pretty sick with Cashman, and it was beyond worth it! Anyway, it is now Sunday night (Monday morning) at 1am, and I am 6 weeks 4 days (if you count it as Monday). I'll update more later!
February 4th : 8 weeks, 1 day
OOPS! I didn't realize I have completely skipped over week 7. Well I think it could be summed up as "starting to get sick". I spent a lot of week 7 feeling very queasy, althought not as bad as how sick I was with Cash. This seems to be manageable most of the time. I have been eating Preggie Pops like candy...well they kind of are. Those seem to help. Peppermints were the only thing I could stomach when I was pregnant with Cash to keep the nausea at bay, but now thinking of a peppermint makes me sick. So yes, week 7...sick!
The beginning of this week (8 weeks as of yesterday) feels a lot like week 7. I have been feeling pretty good most of the time, but I have my moments of "UGH!". For instance, today I asked Colt to get me some french fries at Burger King, (which is completely evil of me to begin with since he has been doing so good with eating really healthy), and I scarfed them down when he brought them home. We met again about 30 minutes later when I violently threw them up. I seem to be ok if I can eat every few hours. If I haven't eaten in a while, and I'm starting to get hungry, I get really sick. With Cash, I was sick pretty much all the time, no matter what I did, so this is leaps and bounds better. One of the main problems is that nothing really sounds good to me. When something does sound good to me, I have to eat it, whatever it is, for the calories. As I've mentioned, I'm still breastfeeding Cash, so I need calories for him, calories for me and calories for this baby. That's a lot of calories! Hopefully the nausea will ease up over the next few weeks and I'll be able to eat more healthily. Although Cash was built on diet coke and pizza and he's the picture of health! :) I'll update more after my doctor's appointment on Monday. Talk to you soon!
February 14th: 9 weeks, 4 days
Well the end of my 8th week came and went, with a lot of drama. At 8 1/2 weeks the nausea hit me like a ton of bricks. I couldn't eat anything, and I would have been throwing up constantly if it weren't for me sitting still, basically willing myself not to vomit. This lasted for several days before I called my doctor and asked for some medicine. She prescribed me Phenergan. I would only allow myself to take it if I REALLY needed it because I don't like the idea of taking medication in the first trimester if its not necessary. It became necessary. I tried it one day, and it made me feel like I was moving in slow motion. It did help with the nausea but it made me very tired. At my appointment on Monday the 7th, I explained that to my doctor and she prescribed me generic Zofran. It is a miracle drug! I felt 100% better after taking it, and the effects last for 8 hours. It is AMAZING! I have taken it a few times when necessary, and it has helped so much. The best part is, it is really safe!
My doctor's appointment was really uneventful. They did the normal tests, but the doctor said it was too early to try and use the doppler (I was 8 1/2 weeks). Basically they did the normal tests and told me to come back in 4 weeks.
Around the beginning of the 9th week, my nausea almost completely subsided. I had been praying and praying and praying that it would. I promised myself I would not worry about the sudden lack of nausea if it quickly went away, just as long as it went away. Now I am trying to live up to that. I still have many other pregnancy symptoms, like fatigue (not as bad as it was but still there), having to go #1 way more often, and all of the glorious tummy issues that go with pregnancy. I'm just glad I'm not so sick anymore.
I have been craving Mexican food a lot lately. I am still having aversions to coffee and meat which are normally two of my favorite things. Tonight, I had a really strong craving for my Pam Pam's hot blackberry cobbler with ice cream. Mmmmm! Currently, I am sitting on the couch, eating Gobstoppers that I made Colt stop and get for me, and waiting for Colt to start the Bachelor. :) Better run!
February 17th: 10 weeks
Today was a great day. Although I promised myself I wouldn't worry myself if the morning sickness went away (which I prayed and prayed and prayed for), once it went away, I did begin to start worrying a little bit. I was worried that my "sudden loss of morning sickness" could be an indicator of miscarriage, although there were no other signs of one. We had purchase our Baby Sounds fetal doppler off of Ebay around the end of my 8th week (I think), but I hadn't been able to pick up the heartbeat since we bought it. Of course, that only added to the worry. Tonight, I decided to try it again on a whim. I laid down on my bed, put the headphones on, and started moving the doppler over my belly. It took about 20 minutes, but there it was! It was ranging from the 130s to the 150s. I am so relieved I found a good, strong heartbeat, but I have to say, the best thing is I'M NOT SICK! I have a healthy baby, and I'm not sick! This was something I never experienced in my first trimester with Cash. I was sick as a dog until 12 weeks. God really answered my prayers and relieved me from the misery that is morning sickness! I really don't know how much longer I could have gone on with the constant nausea without having a major breakdown.
Another fun/silly thing I did today was take the Intelligender test. Yet another Ebay purchase. If you don't know what Intelligender is, I will try to give you a Reader's Digest description. It is a little test that can be purchased at Walgreens, CVS etc. It comes with a cup to collect your first morning urine, a syringe to extract the urine from the cup, and a jar with the company logo etc. The jar has some tiny, clear crystals at the bottom, with a sandy texture. One one side of the jar is a dark green sticker that says BOY and on the other side is a salmon pink sticker that says GIRL. Supposedly, by collecting your first morning urine, extracting it from the cup with the syringe, putting a urine sample in the jar with the stickers, and swirling the jar for ten seconds, the test can tell you within 80-90% certainty what the gender of your baby is, by 10 weeks into your pregnancy. Today was the beginning of my 10th week, so of course I had to try it. :) If your urine, mixed with the crystals in the jar turns green, its a boy. If it turns salmon pink, its a girl. Well ladies and...well hopefully only ladies on this post, my jar turned green. Which means, according to Intelligender, we're having another BOY! Of course, we aren't banking on this as we only really did it for fun. I have a friend that tried it with both of her kids. For her oldest daughter, it said she was going to have a girl and it was right. She is now pregnant again, and it said she was having a boy, but ultrasound confirmed that she is having another girl. Supposedly, if the test says you are having a girl, you most likely are, but if it says you are having a boy, there is still a chance you are having a girl. Who really knows though! All that being said, I would LOVE LOVE LOVE to have another boy. I would love to have a whole house full of boys. I was telling my friend earlier today, I love the idea of having a bunch of wild boys, terrorizing the neighborhood, one baseball through an upstairs window at a time! :) On the other hand, I would love to have a girl and watch Colt with a daughter. Its a win win for me! Just as long as he/she is not a democrat. ;)
More later!
March 7th: 13 weeks, 3 days
You may be wondering what happened to weeks 11 and 12. Well I have been super busy running around with Cash, and have had a ton of photo shoots lately! Business is booming! :) Not to mention, our laptop crashed last week. We got a new one today, and a pretty sweet wireless printer! Also, I was a little bit confused about my due date to begin with. My original due date was September 9th, but after our ultrasound at 6 weeks, I found out I was measuring about 6 days behind what I thought, so I started going by the ultrasound due date. At my last appointment, I asked the doctor about it, and she said to go by my original due date because ultrasounds aren't super reliable, and if its less than a week and a half difference, they go by the orignial due date. I wanted to ask why no one changed my due date when I was pregnant with Cash, and measuring 3 weeks ahead of schedule every time, but at this point it doesn't matter. Haha! I have my next appointment tomorrow. I don't think it will be very eventful. We opted not to get the down syndrome screening, so they won't be doing an ultrasound. I think they'll just listen to the heartbeat on the fetal doppler (which we have been doing at home with our own fetal doppler that we bought on ebay), and measure fundal height. BOOORING! Anyway, that's what's up. I'm going to make an appointment at Pregnancy Treasures for the 24th of March (if available), to find out the gender of the baby! We're really excited about that. Its amazing how many times a day I forget that I'm pregnant, and how much faster this pregnancy has flown by! I guess that's what happens when you're chasing a toddler all day! Speaking of my little sweetieface, I think I am going to start incorporating my posts about him into these pregnancy update posts to save me some time. He is moving a mile a minute now, and doing so many new things that keeping up with a blog soley about him would be a full time job.
Cashy boy is doing just great. I have been taking him to parks a lot, and letting him walk around. He is a great walker now, and enjoys performing his newly discovered skill. I would say he mastered walking by 13 months. They say the longer it takes a baby to walk, the more coordination they'll have because it takes more coordination to crawl than it does to walk. Who knows! I walked at 10 months and have very little coordination. He is still waving hi and by, and loves to blow kisses when people leave now. He is really attached to his Aunt Em. I think he has a crush on her. Haha! He loves to play outside every morning. He has a ton of trucks, wagons, and other fun toys on the porch, but he'd rather venture outside and just walk or crawl around in the dirt. We have a swing in our oak tree that he loves to go in, but Moe has taken to trying to attack his legs when he's swinging in it. Playfully of course. He is learning a lot about the trees and flowers and points at them all the time.He is OBSESSED with lights and loves to point at them. He loves to point at everything actually. That is his way of not having to say the word. Whenever he points, I say the word of whatever he's pointing at so he knows. I can see the wheels turning as he watches my mouth sound out the word. When I Was teaching him how to say "bath", I would say BA-TH. He has the "ba" part down, but when I Would sound out the "th" sound, I would stick my tounge out (sound out "th" and you'll see what I mean). He started saying, "ba" and then just sticking his tounge out. HAHA! He's the most entertaining person I've ever met. He loves to turn on and off light switches, and he has learned to climb up on the couch. Cashman has become quite the daredevil as he likes to stand on the back of the couch and bang on the french doors (very dangerous if you knew how the furniture was positioned). He gets a swat for that. I like him to let him explore though and try not to shelter him or prevent him from doing much. When he was first learning to climb off of our bed, I knew he would fall off eventually because he wasn't very good at it, but he wanted to try it. I let him try as I spotted him without touching him. I wanted him to get the feeling of falling, but not actually hurt himself. It seems to have worked because he is very careful now when he climbs off the bed. He has become a better listener in the past few weeks. He knows there are certain things which are off limits like the cable box and the cleaning cabinet. We don't have any baby proofing stuff around the house other than the outlet plugs. I want him to stay out of the cabinets because he knows he's not allowed in them, not because he can't open them. Now when he goes over to the cable box, he'll bend down, and look at it very closely, then look at me, and shake his head no. He's learning! I can't describe what a thrill it is to watch him learn new things everyday. He is really attached to his Daddy still and squeals with joy when Colt comes home. He stopped saying, "Mama" for a while, and I started to worry that he forgot how to say it. The morning that I really started thinking about that, is the morning he started saying it all the time again. I never tire of hearing him say it. He is the sweetest boy in the whole world and I love, LOVE being his Mama. I will try to update about him more often, but I would rather smooch on him than blog about him. :) Thanks for reading, guys!
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