#jaimeisprego

[mylovemylifemyaddie]

Changed my url FINALLY

Since I am no long prego I decided I should finally change my URL...

[mylovemylifemyaddie]

Ugh, 39 weeks, 5 days and STILL Prego

So now I am 2 days before my "Due Date" and nothing is happening still.....ok things are happening but still nothing constistent, nothing that is good enough to get me to the hospital.

The plan now is that I will go in for an ultrasound on Thursday morning to check her size and positioning, if things look ok then I will continue with being induced on Thursday night. If things aren't ok (which my doctor thinks the baby isn't down as far as she should be and I'm only half a cm dilated) then I will be scheduled for a c-section on Friday Morning.  At first I was very upset and concerned but now I have come to terms with it and I'm doing much better.  I am just very anxious to meet her so I wish things would work out so that she will come before Friday but it just doesn't look like that's gonna happen...

Alot of people tell me stories of how they or someone they know went crazy with "nesting" and cleaned their whole house and then went into labor that night or next morning...so I should be on the lookout for that....which makes sense but with me, I feel like I have been "nesting" for a couple weeks now.  I am always on the go and trying to get everything done I possibly can, I have never been one to sit and relax for long so I'm not sure if I will really have one of those full on nesting days lol. 

Positives for having to wait till Friday....my last day at work will be this Wednesday, so I only have a couple more days here then I'm out for 8 weeks. So I have all my FMLA paperwork good to go and timesheets ready for the next 8 weeks....and pretty much everything work related is good to go and ready for me to be gone for 8 weeks....I just gotta get through 2 and 1/2 more days here.  Which don't get me wrong, I love my job but I'm ready to get the EFF outta here for awhile and finally meet my daughter. 

This also gives me plenty of time to make sure my bag is good and packed (it is already for the most part, and I will probably forget something anyway)

I will be able to somewhat drive calmly to the hospital Thursday night or Friday Morning without feeling like I am in a rush to get there because the baby could come out any moment lol.

And maybe I will feel a little better bringing home a 4 day old instead of a 2 day old....and my sister says its a good time to relax and let the nurses take care of you before you have to head home and feel like you are on your own.

BUT....I would prefer if Miss Adelyn would make an appearance before Friday!!

[mylovemylifemyaddie]

32 weeks!

I cannot believe how quick time is passing by....like 8 weeks left assuming I go full term. Crazy! She kicks and moves around so much, I will probably miss it after she's born even though sometimes it gets uncomfortable. I feel like I've gotten so huge but I haven't actually gained that much weight somehow....I still have 8 weeks tho. Friends tell me I don't really look like I've gained alot of weight, that I look like I'm all baby belly....so I will gladly take that and hope it comes off a little easier once I have her!

Finally getting rid of this stupid little truck and getting my four door, all leather, safe for baby car! I get to take it home tomorrow....so excited, one less thing to worry about. Now I just need to finish Adelyn's room and organize her clothes, then I will feel soooo much better!

32 WEEKS!!!!

[mylovemylifemyaddie]

I got out of bed for this??

Ugh, another day at the office. Don't get me wrong, I love my job, the environment, the people, the history you can see and feel (and kinda smell) when you are in this old building....but 630AM comes way too early everyday.  Although I seem to be in bed no later than 1030pm these days, I am finding it harder and harder to get out of bed when I hear the alarm.  (I hear you get some energy back during the 2nd trimester, looking forward to that) I am tempted to push my alarm back an extra hour so that I can go in at my normal time, 930am, but I am choosing to earn extra time by getting in at 8am everyday.  I was originally using the extra time I earn as days off here and there, but now I will be saving them all up for a couple extra weeks off (on top of vacation time) once the baby comes. 

Today is just a super slow and cold morning, I would much rather be curled up in bed under my warm covers, but I gotta be here for me and baby.

[mylovemylifemyaddie]

Ah these hormones....

So if trying to grow a baby inside your own body wasn't enough, we still have to wake up every morning for work, attempt to find clothes that you swear just don't fit anymore, even though you haven't gained any weight yet (thanks to night time sickness), and deal with all the idiots of the world who just seem extra dumb now all while ATTEMPTING to keep my feelings and emotions in check so that I don't become a "Pregasaurus Rex" and piss everyone off.....although I am sure it's only a mater of time before she rears her head.....

Early on, once I started to recognize that something just wasn't right, I found myself feeling hungry more often, getting worn out easily, having to pee alot, moody, and some cramping....all things I just wrote off as "oh I am about to start my period" or "I think I am coming down with the flu". 

During my 6th week is when just the smell of food made me want to puke, this occured all day long, but I never actually puked.  I forced myself to go ahead and eat and just became really annoyed by the feeling of wanting to puke. During my 7th week I stopped being so sensitive to the smell of food.  I would snack throughout the day but still felt hungry. I felt fine at work in the mornings, besides the running to pee a million times a day, but by the afternoons all I wanted was to curl up under my desk and sleep. I have thankfully only puked a handful of times, each time has been at home and after dinner.  Through my 8th week I feel very snacky but I can't eat full meals. Joe is a cook by trade and is an amzing one at that, so I feel bad that he puts so much effort into creating wonderful meals for us and I just take a few bites and I feel stuffed! Thankfully he understands why I can't eat a lot right now.  I am kinda thankful for this time because I know all the weight gain is in my near future whether I like it or not.  

Joe gets the brunt of my emotional prego ass. I try to spare him when I can but mostly because it's still early and I know he still has many months left to deal with me so again, I TRY to spare him most days :) So far he has been a trooper, he's still filled with excitement, telling everyone he meets or sees, making lists of names, making sure not to smoke around me or in the house (he's going to work on quitting altogether, but I know that takes time), and reading a book called "Dude, you're gonna be a dad".  He likes to make fun of me alot (all in good fun) by reminding me "Haha you're pregnant" so my response is always "Haha, and you're the dad". The other night before making dinner he told me he was using a special sauce with my name on it, so of course I was excited to see it, then I got to see that he was using "Prego" speghetti sauce :) 

I am very thankful for him and that we both find a lot of humor in life no matter what situation is ahead of us.....especially a fat Pregasaurus Rex

[mylovemylifemyaddie]

First Appointment

Oct 7, 2011 I nervously awaited for the nurse to call my name.  All week I had continued with the "out of sorts" feelings, and trying to wrap my head around being pregnant.  There was still apart of me that wasn't convinced.  I decided I wanted to make the first appointment as soon as I could be cause my periods were always off so I couldn't be sure just how far along I might be.  Based off my last period I could already be 9 weeks pregnant.  That freaked me out because I had been out on the weekends drinking and I wasn't sure how long I had been drowning my unborn baby in alcohol or secondhand smoke. My sister tried to reassure me that everything would be ok, lots of women have no idea they are pregnant early on so they have continued to drink and it didn't harm the baby. Being a prime example herself, she informed me that she got fall on your face drunk during New Years Eve, and later found out she was already almost 4 months pregnant.  Which she had a perfectly healthy baby girl...so I tried to relax about it.

When Joe and I got to the doctor's office, I was greeted with lots of paperwork and even more pregnant ladies all around me, each in different stages of pregnancy.  When I finally got called back, the Nurse talked to us for a bit then performed the pelvic exam, pretty much an oh so fun pap smear, she informed us that my uterus was growing just fine, and the next step was to take my blood and urine tests, then I would be off to my first ultrasound.  So after she left the room for me to dress, I began sniffling, holding back the tears.  I was so nervous that I would get there and they would tell me that I was crazy and there was nothing inside me, which I tried to prepare myself for that but I new I would be so sad, to have already lost something I never really had.  

The first Ultrasound confirmed that I was 7 weeks and 2 days pregnant, due May 23, 2012. The baby was 1.11 cm in length and we could see that our baby had a strong heartbeat, 152 bpm! We were both so excited and pretty speechless.  The moment I saw the little object on the screen and was told that the flickering I saw was his/her heartbeat, I burst into tears.  We had officially done cool stuff as Joe would say, we had created life.