I got a call from my doctor's office on Friday. They said that the sonogram lady is not going to be there Tues. for my appointment. They left a message and I tried to call them back within 30 mins. but they were already gone for the day. Uuuhgg! On the message they said that the next available time would be Mon., the 9th. I have to call on Monday to verify the time. I swear, as soon as I get excited about my sonogram, it gets cancelled. I must have jinxed myself or something and they didn't give me very much notice on the cancellation. So, it will be yet another week before we find out if this little squirming thing in my stomach is a boy or a girl. I can't imagine how many calls I'm going to get on Tuesday asking, "Well, what is it!?"
Anyway, Hannah got her first library card today. She checked out some books for our "summer reading" program. She also let Lily pick out some books that she liked. She was excited and felt like a grown-up checking out her own books.
Everything is going pretty well with the pregnancy so far. All except for the low back pain and weird pain I get when I pick my legs up. I think it is due to the baby being so low. When it kicks I feel it way down by my bladder and stuff. It is extremely low. I'm still having migraines as well, though not as much as I was having them.
I hope the sonogram doesn't get postponed even further off. I will post the definite date when I find out Monday.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Monday, June 25, 2007
21 Weeks
It's all downhill from here. We are officially over the half-way mark. Last week I was able to let others feel the baby move. The first person was Hannah. We were lying in bed reading our night time story and it just started moving all over the place. So, I thought I would let Hannah see if she could feel it and it pushed her hand off of my belly. She said, "That baby is strong!" I have read somewhere that I am not suppose to be feeling movements on the outside yet, but I beg to differ because they are very strong. Sometimes, especially when I lay down, they are so strong they make me jump.
I'm getting that itch that I get every time I'm pregnant that makes me want to do something to myself to make me look better. I cut my hair the other night. I probably shouldn't have, but I just want something to make me feel better about myself. It really didn't work. It just made me feel worse. It will pass. It always does. My belly still doesn't want to poke out far enough to where it is obvious to others that I am pregnant. Instead it just looks like I eat all of the cakes I bake, instead of selling them. Not really that bad, but that is how I feel. I remember when I was 20 weeks with Hannah, Mom and I took a trip to the AL outlet mall. When we stopped at a gas station, the clerk at the gas station noticed I was pregnant. My belly is just not poking out as far as it did with my last two pregnancies.
I'm still on that emotional roller coaster. I don't remember that being as bad the times before either. I swear, there are not many minutes throughout the day that I don't feel like crying. Tim was asked the other day, whether or not we were going to keep trying if this one was not a boy and he replied with an enthusiastic yes. I hope he was joking because I am not going through this again if it is not a boy. This is my final time to be pregnant. I only have three years until the big 3-0 and I am not going to be pregnant in my 30's. At least, I feel strongly now that three is more than enough. We are still trying to figure out how we are going to make enough room for all of us in this house. I guess we will just have to be a very close family for a while.
I'm getting that itch that I get every time I'm pregnant that makes me want to do something to myself to make me look better. I cut my hair the other night. I probably shouldn't have, but I just want something to make me feel better about myself. It really didn't work. It just made me feel worse. It will pass. It always does. My belly still doesn't want to poke out far enough to where it is obvious to others that I am pregnant. Instead it just looks like I eat all of the cakes I bake, instead of selling them. Not really that bad, but that is how I feel. I remember when I was 20 weeks with Hannah, Mom and I took a trip to the AL outlet mall. When we stopped at a gas station, the clerk at the gas station noticed I was pregnant. My belly is just not poking out as far as it did with my last two pregnancies.
I'm still on that emotional roller coaster. I don't remember that being as bad the times before either. I swear, there are not many minutes throughout the day that I don't feel like crying. Tim was asked the other day, whether or not we were going to keep trying if this one was not a boy and he replied with an enthusiastic yes. I hope he was joking because I am not going through this again if it is not a boy. This is my final time to be pregnant. I only have three years until the big 3-0 and I am not going to be pregnant in my 30's. At least, I feel strongly now that three is more than enough. We are still trying to figure out how we are going to make enough room for all of us in this house. I guess we will just have to be a very close family for a while.
Monday, June 18, 2007
Half Way!
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
19 weeks
Today I had my check-up at the doctor. They checked my glucose again and it is still fine. Thank goodness! Maybe I won't have the gestational diabetes this go around. This time the heartbeat was much faster. I really think that the nurse who checked it last time was actually hearing my heartbeat, because before she found the fast heartbeat this time, I heard the slow one again. It kind of makes me weary of her abilities. They sped through my appointment, as usual. He kinda-sorta measured me, but I don't think he got an accurate measurement. I'm wondering if they just don't care because they figure that since this is my third that everything will be all right. I don't know. I like the doctor, but not as much as my old one. It makes me depressed every now and then. It will be all right. I could probably have the baby at home and everything would be just fine. Who needs them anyways!
I have a Sono appointment for next month. July 3rd will be the day I may find out whether or not we will have another girl or a boy. Hopefully, we will find out so I can make everyone else happy. I swear I get sick of hearing the question. I shouldn't, but it really makes no difference to me if it is a boy or a girl. A baby is a baby, no matter what sex they are all wonderful.
I read somewhere that I should have gained approximately 14 lbs. by now. I have not gained 1 lb. I mean I'm not complaining. I know the baby is growing just fine because I can feel how big my uterus has gotten and it is a little bigger than what is expected for 19 weeks. The movements are getting so much stronger and when the nurse tried to hear the heartbeat today, it was moving so much that she could hardly keep up.
People keep saying stuff about showers and things, but I'm not really sure if I should have a shower. I mean it is my third one. Is that right? Even if it is a boy, I don't think I should have one. Maybe it is because of recent life events (not my pregnancy) has made me so bitter towards people, that I just don't want anything from anyone. I used to be such a loving person towards everyone, but so many people have shown me that they just don't care, it has just wore me down. The only people that do care will get the baby things anyway, so why do I really need a shower.
I'm not really that bitter of a person, I just don't want people to have to give me anything. Anyways, so far everything is going well. I still am having the horrible headaches pretty regular but it's not too bad with the meds. I try not to take them every time, because I just don't like the thought of taking pain relievers while I'm pregnant. It makes me smile every time I feel the baby move, which is pretty often now. I'm almost halfway through! Next week will be 20 weeks.
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