Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Christmas miracle? OK, maybe not, but still...

I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas! Ray and I had a great time this past weekend, and we both agreed it was one of the best Christmas weekends we've had. It was so nice being able to just relax in all of our families and just catch up with relatives.

I had my own Christmas miracle this weekend, which was completely appreciated! I haven't gained much weight, but the expanding waistline has outgrown nearly all of my regular clothing (at least those purchase since the weight loss of 2007). Well, I have one remaining pair of jeans that I have still been able to wear for weekends and "casual Fridays" at work. This past weekend, I washed and dried them -- and then waited to see if I could still button them. They still went on with ease. Yea! So, that made me feel good. Until today, when the nice lady in HR walked by me and commented on how she can now see my "baby belly." Oh well, life goes on.

Besides that, I officially entered the second trimester on Sunday (yea!) and most of the unpleasantness has been slowly going away, which is wonderful. Last night, I even stayed up until 11 p.m.! But, really. the little nausea I did have has subsided, for the most part and I'm feeling more like "me" again, which is fun. Ray said the other day that he feels like he got his wife back.

My next appointment is Jan. 2 -- should be able to hear the heartbeat (finally), so, keep your fingers crossed for me!

(Ooh, I also got a digital camera for Christmas, so I might actually post some pictures in the coming weeks! Stay tuned.)

Happy holidays!
- Bethany :)

Monday, December 17, 2007

Blech

Well, not too much has changed, thus the lack of updates (sorry).

I officially advance weeks on Sunday, so this is now my 13th week. Just one more to go until the second trimester - Merry Christmas to us, or mainly Ray, who is getting a bit more discouraged at my lack of motivation each passing day.

This past weekend was an especially rough one for us. Ray was sick Thursday, Friday and most of Saturday with what he considered food poisoning. I was just plain old sick. For the most part, I haven't had to deal much with morning sickness. Toothpaste was my biggest problem and would cause me to toss my cookies occasionally, but a brand name switch seemed to at least help matters (yea Arm and Hammer!). But, this weekend, everything seemed to set me off - the smell of ketchup, food, pretty much anything (no, I didn't catch whatever Ray had -- I didn't et a fever or feel bad, just queasy). Poor kid was probably starving as not much stayed in my stomache.

Besides that, I'm struggling with an inability to sleep a lot. This is incredibly bothersome to the girl who would fall asleep to and from school on the bus each day. I've been tossing and turning for about an hour before finally drifint off and then wide awake at 4 and 6 a.m. Naps, for whatever reason, are really nice and easy to come by, but my mind doesn't seem to want to settle down at nighttime.

But, I suppose if that's my biggest complaint, I should just deal.

If I don't update beforehand, Merry Christmas!
- Bethany :)

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Doctor appointment

Ray and I went to the doctor this morning (yea!) and were there about two hours. It was...interesting! After fighting and throwing a mini tantrum over scheduling issues (not that important, but at least worth mentioning), we got in.

The first 20 minutes or so, we had to answer medical histories and questions about ourselves with the nurse, who was nice. (And got a few chuckles from her when Ray made a little noise when she asked if I ever experienced any psychosis. She assured him that moodiness and hormonal outbursts do not qualify -- and then taught him how to say, "Yes, Dear," in a non-condescending tone.)

The doctor came in later and did the physical stuff (I'll spare you the details!) and asked another slew of questions. She was mainly interested in how long it took to conceive, etc., and the labor that my mother experienced. After all this, she ranked me as "very low" risk for pre-term or early labor. She was super nice and it was reassuring to meet her. She said my cervix was "beautiful" and said everything looked really good. She was funny -- wished my brother Brian a belated birthday (since that was the day we found out I was pregnant).

OK, so she said she would try to find the heartbeat, if I wanted, but only if I swore not to get upset or worried if she couldn't find it. I am now at 10 weeks, 3 days, and she doesn't typically see mommies-to-be for another two weeks and warned me that she probably wouldn't be able to hear it. Well, she didn't. She said the baby was under my pelvic bone and was not cooperating. As Ray said later, "What did we really expect? I mean, it is our child. Did you really think it would be cooperative?"

She set my next appointment for Jan. 2 and said I could have an ultrasound that day, but recommended that we wait until 18.5 weeks (February) when the baby is a bit more developed -- and they will probably be able to tell us the sex then. However, if she can't hear a heart beat on Jan. 2, we will have an ultrasound then to make sure everything is OK (she assured us that this is extremely unlikely, but offered the info just the same).

After that. I went to lab and they took four vials of blood and ran a few other tests (and when I grimaced at the needle, the tech was more than happy to laugh at me and tell me to get used to it -- I'll be a human pincushion for the next seven months).

So, that's about it. (Except, the doctor did tell me that I can't go tobogganing or snowmobiling this winter, and I'm still pouting over that.)

We certainly feel a lot better now, at least knowing who our doctor is! And, I'm sure the scheduling issues were a one-time occurance (at least that is what I'm telling myself). The doctor was super nice, and very reassuring, which was completely appreciated.

So, back to work, and then back to the clinic in four more weeks. I will have monthly visits until week 32 and then visits every two weeks until the final month, when they will see me weekly.

Starting to seem a lot more real, that's for sure.
- Bethany :)

Monday, December 3, 2007

Two more days...

...And then we (finally) see the doctor. It's all very exciting.

Not much is happening other than snowfall. We have about 7 inches or so up here in Bemidji and we're supposed to get another 7 by Wednesday (just in time for the doctor appointment, I just realized).

The appointment is at 8:30 a.m., and Ray is planning to come with as well. Hopefully, we can both get to work about lunchtime.

Not too much has happened on the baby front. We're now in week 11 (three more until the second trimester-- yea! -- just in time for Christmas). I took a rather bad fall last week when I was running through the house (um, yeah, looking back this wasn't the smartest decision I ever made) in wet feet since Ray had just finished giving me a very nice lotioned foot rub. And I slipped, flipped up in the air and landed on my good hip. Ouch. Graceful is definitely not my middle name.

So, not much is going on here. I'm a little less tired and naseas, which is much appreciated, but I still like my afternoon naps! And, grapefruit juice!

Anyhow, I'm sure I'll update Wednesday after the appointment, if you're following along. In the meantime, make snowangels!

- Bethany :)