The other day Kara asked me when I was going to start putting pictures up on Facebook, so that everyone can see how I am progressing. I told her that I would start putting pictures up when there is some evidence that I am pregnant! My body must have listened to me say that, and decided it was ready to start pooching out. Just yesterday, I felt like my stomach was pooching (and not because of the junk food I ate), and today it feels a little funny - kind of like something hard is expanding upward toward my belly button.
So far, I would say that this pregnancy has been pretty uneventful, which makes me pretty lucky I guess. I have not had any morning sickness, and have felt pretty normal most of the time. I haven't had any strange cravings, but I did experience a meat aversion for a number of weeks. Just thinking about it or the sight of meat made me cringe, and I found myself eating a lot of fruits and vegetables. That and the lack of drinking may have been why I actually lost 5 pounds at Christmas time. Since Christmas, I seem to be keeping a steady weight, and am still holding steady at the weight that I was the majority of 2008. The doc says that I will probably see myself gaining weight in the next couple of weeks.
The most annoying side effects of Baby Z have been sore boobs, break outs (luckily on my back rather than my face), and when I wake up at night (almost every night) it takes hours to fall back asleep. And of course, I miss sushi and wine. Last night I had a couple of sips of Scott's wine, and it tasted so good!
I've been doing some reading on hypno-birthing, and am looking into the Hypno Babies program. I must say, I am terrified of labor. But I just have to keep thinking that it is going to be hours of my life (yeah, like 36 or something like that - eek), but once I get through that we have a new family member to love. I found a Chinese Astrology chart, and according to it we are going to have a boy. We'll find out soon enough, we have the ultrasound on Feb 20th, and we'll be able to find out if it's a boy or a girl. We are defnitely going to find out - I'm a project manager for pete's sake, I need to start planning!
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
You can't play the Mom card - no fair
I am very fortunate in that I have not experienced the common pregnancy symptoms. No morning sickness, no nausea, not even peeing a lot. Watch, once I put this in writing, all hell will break loose.
One thing that I am going through is some strange eating behavior (for me, at least).
Normally, I hate fruits and vegetables. I mean, really hate them, and I don't eat them. But lately, I'm on a fruit kick. At least it's a healthy kick, right? It's almost likely I'm thirsty, and the only thing I really want to eat is cold fruit - apples, melons (and I'm normally not a cantaloupe person), cherries, clementines. And not just a little - like half a melon in one sitting!
But lately, I am also just not that hungry. Especially at dinner time. The thought of Scott making a nice dinner is really a shame, because all I really can eat before I am full is one salad plate of food. Even rice - one helping, not my usual 5. And when Scott suggests going out to dinner, I have been telling him to pick the place because there is really nothing that I am dying to eat (except sushi, go figure). And he hates picking a place to go eat - so I still usually end up picking the place.
Last night, after Scott named about 15 places to go, I decided on Fudrucker's. Once we get in there, nothing really looks appetizing. So I settle on the Kid's Cheeseburger Meal (because I want something that is less than a 1/2 pound of meat). BTW - Adults get screwed when ordering a kid's meal at Fudrucker's. Even though it says it comes with a cookie, drink and fries - they make you pay for the drink because you are an "adult". Whatever. Even with this being a kid's size meal, I manage to eat about 3/4 of the burger before being full. I even shared my cookie with Scott!
And I also made the mistake of telling Scott that I skipped breakfast that morning. I was just too busy at work, but at least I had a whole glass of OJ. And he says to me, which I think was kind of mean, " If you don't start eating better, I'm going to tell your mom that you're eating like crap. She'll knock some sense into you". That's low, and not a card you pull out of your pocket too often. I see how the next 7 months are going to be...
BTW - Where did the whole pregnancy is 9 months long come from? They lie - it's really 10. Another advertising gimick to get women to think this isn't going to be that bad.
One thing that I am going through is some strange eating behavior (for me, at least).
Normally, I hate fruits and vegetables. I mean, really hate them, and I don't eat them. But lately, I'm on a fruit kick. At least it's a healthy kick, right? It's almost likely I'm thirsty, and the only thing I really want to eat is cold fruit - apples, melons (and I'm normally not a cantaloupe person), cherries, clementines. And not just a little - like half a melon in one sitting!
But lately, I am also just not that hungry. Especially at dinner time. The thought of Scott making a nice dinner is really a shame, because all I really can eat before I am full is one salad plate of food. Even rice - one helping, not my usual 5. And when Scott suggests going out to dinner, I have been telling him to pick the place because there is really nothing that I am dying to eat (except sushi, go figure). And he hates picking a place to go eat - so I still usually end up picking the place.
Last night, after Scott named about 15 places to go, I decided on Fudrucker's. Once we get in there, nothing really looks appetizing. So I settle on the Kid's Cheeseburger Meal (because I want something that is less than a 1/2 pound of meat). BTW - Adults get screwed when ordering a kid's meal at Fudrucker's. Even though it says it comes with a cookie, drink and fries - they make you pay for the drink because you are an "adult". Whatever. Even with this being a kid's size meal, I manage to eat about 3/4 of the burger before being full. I even shared my cookie with Scott!
And I also made the mistake of telling Scott that I skipped breakfast that morning. I was just too busy at work, but at least I had a whole glass of OJ. And he says to me, which I think was kind of mean, " If you don't start eating better, I'm going to tell your mom that you're eating like crap. She'll knock some sense into you". That's low, and not a card you pull out of your pocket too often. I see how the next 7 months are going to be...
BTW - Where did the whole pregnancy is 9 months long come from? They lie - it's really 10. Another advertising gimick to get women to think this isn't going to be that bad.
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