Posts Tagged ‘THE TUMMY’

Finally Some Tummy!

Monday, March 23rd, 2009

So I finally remembered to take my camera to work and asked a co-worker if she wouldn’t mind taking a few pics. Given that she’s going to be a grandma in a matter of months, she was only too happy to help. :) (Other co-workers also offered when they found out what I was doing.)


Me at 27 weeks.  (Yes Tracey, I have boring shoes.  Cankles don’t do well in heels.)


THE BELLEH!!!!!

Long-Awaited Update

Sunday, March 15th, 2009

I haven’t updated because life has been throwing me curveballs lately, the most recent being that my hands are all painful and swollen.  I saw Dr. Awesome last Thursday and she gave me splints to try and get some of the swelling down and take care of what looks to be pregnancy swelling mixed with carpal tunnel syndrome.

I’ve gained at least 10 lbs in the last month.  While this is all OK with Dr. Awesome, it’s making me feel like a beached whale.  I’m guessing that Daniel is a growing boy and needs the extra weight — well… either that or it’s serious water weight gain.

We’ve also got MAJOR kicking going on.  I have a little soccer player in my womb and the kicking is so hard that it will actually make me flinch on occasion when I’m not expecting it.  The little beast has also figured out how to stick his foot between my ribs.

I will *try* to get tummy pics this week.  Because it’s not in my morals to do so, I won’t (hopefully) be showing any tummy skin.  You will, however, see THE BELLEH which enters a room just before I do.

Update on Daniel

Sunday, February 15th, 2009

So I’m actually calling the sea monkey by its given name now.  Yes, I’ve accepted that I’m pregnant — that moment came in December when we had the first ultrasound and I saw him moving around.

I did see Dr. Awesome two days after the ultrasound.  It was a minor visit — she just wanted to see me and make sure all was well.  Daniel was asleep so his heart rate was only about 120 instead of the normal 140-150 that we normally get when he’s doing somersaults, kickboxing me, or playing with his feet.  Measurement-wise, I’m also where I should be which I guess is good.  Weight-wise, I gained 0.6 lbs which I find so funny because I’ve just gained and lost that weight since about December with little change.

Last Sunday (a week ago), I got hit with severe nausea and was up a good chunk of the night vomiting and cleaning out the sink drain because my stomach contents plugged it up.  I have plastic bags near wherever I’m sleeping because the nausea usually hits pretty fast and the other part of the night, I was making trips to the bathroom because of all the ginger ale and club soda (basically carbonated water) I was drinking to try and settle my stomach.  Going into work on Monday morning was NOT an option due to having no sleep.

As for my tummy, there’s debate on whether or not it’s all that big.  I’m definitely pregnant-looking but people have commented that I’m not “showing” as much as I could.  (This is so nice to hear because I do feel like I resemble a beached whale on occasion.)  I’m fitting into pre-pregnancy clothes kind of intermittently and shirts are long enough as long as I’m aware of where they are relative to my waistband.  (I consider it impolite to show off belly skin.)

In my non-pregnancy life, I’m reading a really great book by Barbara Kingsolver called Animal, Vegetable, Miracle: A Year in Food Life.  I should be feeling guilty because I eat a lot of processed foods these days as well as lots of Subway (serious convenience factor on my part, not to mention that they’ll make me whatever I want in terms of a sandwich) but I’m not due to not having the time or energy to have a social conscience at the moment.  It’s kind of amusing because it theoretically would not be that hard to actually eat the way she describes in the book during much of the year as I can get (and probably store) vegetables from neighbors and from the Hutterites.  As far as meat/dairy, the Hutterites slaughter chickens and do eggs, most of my parishioners raise cattle (and would probably sell me beef if I wanted it), a couple of my church kids sell eggs, and one of my neighbors milks her own cattle.  Looking out over the vast whitescape right now, this is all pretty far-fetched because it’s very definitely WINTER here and my local grocery store (while fairly good) doesn’t import all that much variety out of season.  Once Daniel is born, I might actually have the time to have a food conscience (strange as it sounds) because I can take him to farmer’s markets with me and I’m sure my neighbors wouldn’t mind a visit if I wanted meat or milk or eggs.

Off to curl up with the panther who is probably wondering why Mommy hasn’t come to see her yet.  (Then again, she had me this morning because I was sleeping some Sudafed instead of being in church like a good pastor’s wife.)

The Ultrasound Today

Tuesday, February 3rd, 2009

Everything went well and…

IT’S A BOY.

It’s a little surprising because I’m carrying high which usually means a girl.  But… these things are usually old wives’ tales and the only body part the little monster was interested in showing us were his male parts.  The rest of the time, he was either balled up being uncooperative or was playing with his feet and doing somersaults.  My co-workers were commenting (when I told them) that there’s a reason I’m so wiped out all the time — I have an active little baby!!!!

Dr. Fabulous (the high-risk doctor who I saw today) is a total character.  I was expecting a nice shirt and tie.  Instead, I got scrubs and cowboy boots.  :)   Very nice guy and he answered every question we had as well as reassuring us that the baby was just fine despite the bloodwork last week.  None of the markers for Down’s were present and while they do want to do a short ultrasound in 10 weeks to re-check a couple things, the heart issues were not there and the facial features are good.

And his name shall be called… Daniel James.

This Week

Saturday, January 17th, 2009

It’s been a week of ups and downs.

[+] Up: I felt the baby move for the first time a week ago.  We think it’s going to be a kickboxer like its mommy.

[+] Down: This kid requires more calories than I normally intake during the day and I can’t actually *eat* that much without serious indigestion.

[+] Up: My pregnancy pants fit and will hopefully last me throughout the pregnancy.  They also look better than my normal work clothes.

[+] Down: I’m getting fat.  (Yes, I have a complex about my weight.)

[+] Up/Down: I got my pregnancy tops in the mail from Old Navy.  The only problem: I overestimated my size and am having to exchange a few because they’re WAAAAAAY bigger on top than I am.

[+] Down: Got hit with really severe stress on Tuesday night that kept me home Wednesday with panic attacks and Thursday with the mother of all migraines.  I had to actually take narcotics for it because the pain was so severe and I can’t have any of the normal NSAID’s or triptans because of teh baby.

[+] Up: I’m almost to the halfway point of this pregnancy.

The stretch marks on THE TUMMY look like a little kid ran their fingernails down each quadrant of it.  I’d post a picture but I don’t think people want to be grossed out that much!

The next pre-natal appointment is Tuesday and we’ll talk about scheduling the next ultrasound at that point.  My guess: probably late February/early March to check for the pulmonary artery atresia.  We’ll also find out at that point if the baby will be Katie or Daniel.

First of the Tummy Pictures

Saturday, January 3rd, 2009

OK… I’m going to pretend to be brave and post some tummy pics.  I tried including Edda as much as possible but she was being Miss Un-Cooperative so there’s only one of us together.  I did give her some playtime with her fleece strip afterwards and she was a very silly little panther.

Little Miss Un-Cooperative and I
Little Miss Un-Cooperative and I

A picture of me with THE TUMMY
A picture of me with THE TUMMY

Little Miss Un-Cooperative (Edda) playing with her fleece
Little Miss Un-Cooperative (Edda) playing with her fleece

I went on the Old Navy website and ordered some tops that are for maternity-minded people like me.  (Translation: they are long enough to cover THE TUMMY and not show off my lovely stretch marks and surgical scars.)  Some of it was on sale thankfully and I had enough on the gift cards from my mommy and mother-in-law to cover everything.  Happy Jen.