Today is our most thankful Thanksgiving ever. I don't even care that I am writing this from work (okay, I'm writing this from work so that it makes it look like I am doing something productive so that I don't have to stuff New Year's Eve party invitations.)
I really hope that Blueberry enjoys all the Thanksgiving food, as we've been invited to three dinners. Don't worry, I won't pig out at all of them, but I have an unnatural love for all foods Thanksgiving, and I know who serves the best of which food, so I'll pace myself so that I can get it all in.
Darn, should have bought the maternity pants sooner, then I'd have lots of space to fill!!
Love you all, THANK YOU for loving us too!!
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
9 weeks 6 days-11/21/2007
The other day my friend Lyz called to see if I was maternity clothes shopping yet. She knows I have a bit of superstitious mind and wasn't going to buy any maternity clothes until the last possible moment. I said not yet, but I'm getting there, why? She was at one of her favorite consignment shops and they had a whole lot of plus size maternity clothes. I didn't think much of it, because if you know me at all I'm a little stuck up and consignment just isn't my thing. Sales are more my style.
I should also mention that I freak out at least twice a week about money. Jenn has sat through many of my fits as I go over the budget and reminds me that we just did this two days ago and we are going to be just fine. It's just me. I have a fear of poor what can I say.
So I mention to Jenn what Lyz had said, and I have never seen anyone so excited in my life. I was reminded about how much I like to freak out about money, so why don't I do something to save some. I had to call Lyz back to get directions and hours for this consignment shop and we went to visit last night.
Some other plus size woman must have already been there because it was slim pickings, but all in all everything there was very nice. I got three nice, name brand shirts for $15.00 and I know they would have cost me at least $30.00 each in the stores!
And I had no idea what consignment shopping really was. You take your old unwanted stuff there and they sell it for you-then PAY YOU. I shall be scouring my closets if you need me.
I should also mention that I freak out at least twice a week about money. Jenn has sat through many of my fits as I go over the budget and reminds me that we just did this two days ago and we are going to be just fine. It's just me. I have a fear of poor what can I say.
So I mention to Jenn what Lyz had said, and I have never seen anyone so excited in my life. I was reminded about how much I like to freak out about money, so why don't I do something to save some. I had to call Lyz back to get directions and hours for this consignment shop and we went to visit last night.
Some other plus size woman must have already been there because it was slim pickings, but all in all everything there was very nice. I got three nice, name brand shirts for $15.00 and I know they would have cost me at least $30.00 each in the stores!
And I had no idea what consignment shopping really was. You take your old unwanted stuff there and they sell it for you-then PAY YOU. I shall be scouring my closets if you need me.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
9 weeks, 2 days-11/17/2007
Your Pregnancy Calendar
Today is Saturday November 17th 2007.
Your due date is Thursday June 19th 2008.
You are 215 days before your due date.
You are 9 weeks into your pregnancy,
and you have 31 weeks to go.
You are in the 1st trimester.
19% of your pregnancy has passed, there is 81% left to go.
What??? 19% of my pregnancy has passed...that's almost one fifth! That's a little sad to me. For as much as I can't wait to meet Blueberry (and that is the point isn't it?) I really want to enjoy every minute of this pregnancy. That is the point of the blog too, to remember every little detail....such as.
My belching. I've always been a pro. I once entertained Elissa's two boys during an hour and a half ride home from Philly by belching the alphabet over and over again. (I can see the tear in my mom's eye for being so proud of me!). But let me tell you, I am now a Master Belcher. I can rock the entire house. And they come from no where! I was standing at the front desk yesterday and I thought a little belch was coming so I even politely covered my mouth (see mom, you did teach me!). What came out of me was by no means the little tiny one I was envisioning. Oh no, I swear the ceiling fans stopped working for a second they were so shocked. Thankfully there were no guests in the lobby.
Each week I get an email update on how things are progressing in my body. I was ever so excited to read today that....
"The embryonic "tail" is completely gone."
What a relief.
The same email also informed me that Blueberry is now officially a fetus. This makes me giggle because before we found the nickname Blueberry, we were excited to someday be able to call the baby "Cletus the Fetus". I kinda like Cletus, but I don't want the poor kid to have 7 names before we sign the birth certificate. I mean last night I was trying to find a way to fit Orion into it's name if it is a boy....apparently indecisiveness does not go away during pregnancy.
Today is Saturday November 17th 2007.
Your due date is Thursday June 19th 2008.
You are 215 days before your due date.
You are 9 weeks into your pregnancy,
and you have 31 weeks to go.
You are in the 1st trimester.
19% of your pregnancy has passed, there is 81% left to go.
What??? 19% of my pregnancy has passed...that's almost one fifth! That's a little sad to me. For as much as I can't wait to meet Blueberry (and that is the point isn't it?) I really want to enjoy every minute of this pregnancy. That is the point of the blog too, to remember every little detail....such as.
My belching. I've always been a pro. I once entertained Elissa's two boys during an hour and a half ride home from Philly by belching the alphabet over and over again. (I can see the tear in my mom's eye for being so proud of me!). But let me tell you, I am now a Master Belcher. I can rock the entire house. And they come from no where! I was standing at the front desk yesterday and I thought a little belch was coming so I even politely covered my mouth (see mom, you did teach me!). What came out of me was by no means the little tiny one I was envisioning. Oh no, I swear the ceiling fans stopped working for a second they were so shocked. Thankfully there were no guests in the lobby.
Each week I get an email update on how things are progressing in my body. I was ever so excited to read today that....
"The embryonic "tail" is completely gone."
What a relief.
The same email also informed me that Blueberry is now officially a fetus. This makes me giggle because before we found the nickname Blueberry, we were excited to someday be able to call the baby "Cletus the Fetus". I kinda like Cletus, but I don't want the poor kid to have 7 names before we sign the birth certificate. I mean last night I was trying to find a way to fit Orion into it's name if it is a boy....apparently indecisiveness does not go away during pregnancy.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
8 weeks 6 days-11/14/2007
Okay, gonna try and post pictures...if they don't come through, I'm sorry! You can email me and I'll forward them to you heidimingo@gmail.com
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
8 weeks 5 days-11/13/2007
Yesterday was a big day. We got to meet our precious little Blueberry for the first time. And in our typical fashion, we managed to mess up. The appointment was originally for Wednesday at 10:30am, but Jenn had it switched to Monday. We arrived at the Dr's office at 9:45am and sat in the parking lot for a bit, finally at 10:05 I told Jenn we could go in because her antsyness was killing me!! We had been arguing over the appointment being at 10:15 or 10:30.
We walked in and the ultrasound tech was standing right there waiting for us. Jenn asked what time the appointment was for-you guessed it-10:00. Sigh, by the time this baby is born I really need to organize myself a little better. My planner clearly states that the appointment was for 10:00, I should learn to read it.
Once I was ready the ultrasound tech came in and started. Showed me my right ovary (thank you, I've seen that before), my left ovary (next please!), my cervix (measuring good, move on), the outside of my uterus (seriously only interested in the inside) and then....
Baby. One single little perfect baby with a beautiful heartbeat. She measured it-perfect. Then she tried to measure it's little heart and it was dancing around, you could see the little arms wiggling back and forth! I swear I could almost hear it humming along to the elevator music playing in the background!
Then she found the heartbeat, and we were able to hear it. We had no idea that we would hear it today, we had heard that it would be a few more weeks. It was the most beautiful sound I have ever heard in my life. Beating at a perfectly healthy169 beats per minute. The whooshing sound was just too much for me and I started to cry. I could feel Jenn standing behind me shaking and I knew she must be crying too.
We were given a few pictures to take home, and as soon as I can figure out how to blur out my social security number I will share them.
The second big part of my day was telling my parents. I was beyond stressed about this as I never shared with them that we were even trying. Jenn spent all evening telling me to just do it, call them, they need to know. After a few minutes of talking about their new mattress I just kinda blurted it out. I told my mom that I had an interesting day today, with a doctors appointment, she responded with a worried "really?" and I told her that the doctor said that she was going to be a grandmother again in June (they have four other grandchildren that they have adopted as their own). There was a lot of whats and hows, and then I finally heard excitement in her voice. A lot of whats and hows still followed. They were simply shocked as they didn't even know Jenn and I wanted kids at all. Once the initial shock wore off they were happy and excited. Now of course (like Jenn told me months and months ago) I regret not filling them in sooner. Sorry Mom and Dad!!
Today is now the day that I will start sharing this blog with people. I've been writing it this whole time knowing that once Blueberry showed it's little heartbeat I would share...and I'm excited to! All the major people know, it's time to start sharing our little secret with everyone!
We walked in and the ultrasound tech was standing right there waiting for us. Jenn asked what time the appointment was for-you guessed it-10:00. Sigh, by the time this baby is born I really need to organize myself a little better. My planner clearly states that the appointment was for 10:00, I should learn to read it.
Once I was ready the ultrasound tech came in and started. Showed me my right ovary (thank you, I've seen that before), my left ovary (next please!), my cervix (measuring good, move on), the outside of my uterus (seriously only interested in the inside) and then....
Baby. One single little perfect baby with a beautiful heartbeat. She measured it-perfect. Then she tried to measure it's little heart and it was dancing around, you could see the little arms wiggling back and forth! I swear I could almost hear it humming along to the elevator music playing in the background!
Then she found the heartbeat, and we were able to hear it. We had no idea that we would hear it today, we had heard that it would be a few more weeks. It was the most beautiful sound I have ever heard in my life. Beating at a perfectly healthy169 beats per minute. The whooshing sound was just too much for me and I started to cry. I could feel Jenn standing behind me shaking and I knew she must be crying too.
We were given a few pictures to take home, and as soon as I can figure out how to blur out my social security number I will share them.
The second big part of my day was telling my parents. I was beyond stressed about this as I never shared with them that we were even trying. Jenn spent all evening telling me to just do it, call them, they need to know. After a few minutes of talking about their new mattress I just kinda blurted it out. I told my mom that I had an interesting day today, with a doctors appointment, she responded with a worried "really?" and I told her that the doctor said that she was going to be a grandmother again in June (they have four other grandchildren that they have adopted as their own). There was a lot of whats and hows, and then I finally heard excitement in her voice. A lot of whats and hows still followed. They were simply shocked as they didn't even know Jenn and I wanted kids at all. Once the initial shock wore off they were happy and excited. Now of course (like Jenn told me months and months ago) I regret not filling them in sooner. Sorry Mom and Dad!!
Today is now the day that I will start sharing this blog with people. I've been writing it this whole time knowing that once Blueberry showed it's little heartbeat I would share...and I'm excited to! All the major people know, it's time to start sharing our little secret with everyone!
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
7 weeks 5 days--11/6/2007
Well last night was a new experience!! I woke up at 1am with an awful pain in my chest-thought I was dying. I have never felt such a thing before. I woke Jenn up in tears after it didn't go away for 20 minutes. Jenn says it is heartburn. Well I've never had that before, and I always just assumed that heartburn would feel like...well...a burn in my chest. This was like a big huge bubble had landed in my chest, and if I could just pull off the worlds best belch, then all would be well.
I rocked and cried and rolled around, vomited because I made myself so upset and finally at 2:15 Jenn gave up trying to convince me that it was heartburn and left for the grocery store to purchase Tums.
Five minutes after she left, I was cured.
She made it home in record time, less than 15 minutes to drive to the store, find the Tums, and drive back home.
Even though the pain was gone for the most part, she made me take two Tums, and they weren't as horribly awful as I thought they would be.
It makes me feel good to have another symptom!! But why do pregnancy symptoms have to be so gosh darn painful??
I rocked and cried and rolled around, vomited because I made myself so upset and finally at 2:15 Jenn gave up trying to convince me that it was heartburn and left for the grocery store to purchase Tums.
Five minutes after she left, I was cured.
She made it home in record time, less than 15 minutes to drive to the store, find the Tums, and drive back home.
Even though the pain was gone for the most part, she made me take two Tums, and they weren't as horribly awful as I thought they would be.
It makes me feel good to have another symptom!! But why do pregnancy symptoms have to be so gosh darn painful??
Saturday, November 3, 2007
7weeks 2days-11/3/2007
My cell phone rang at 8:44am this morning, I looked down at the number and it was the Fertility Center. My heart sank. What could be wrong that they would call me on a Saturday morning when they are closed?
Michelle wanted to let me know that my TSH (my thyroid hormone) had doubled since two weeks ago when they checked it, and they need to up my Synthroid dosage. Which scared the color right out of my cheeks. If my TSH levels get too high, it can cause miscarriage. She promised me that they aren't high enough to be dangerous for the baby yet, but she wants to make sure they get it back down before it gets that far.
Since Michelle isn't worried in the least, I'm only half as worried as I could be. Still scared, but not so much that I want to curl up and cry.
On a side note, I forwarded Jenn an email the other day that mentioned that the baby is the size of a blueberry--so that's what we've taken to nicknaming the baby...Blueberry!!
Michelle wanted to let me know that my TSH (my thyroid hormone) had doubled since two weeks ago when they checked it, and they need to up my Synthroid dosage. Which scared the color right out of my cheeks. If my TSH levels get too high, it can cause miscarriage. She promised me that they aren't high enough to be dangerous for the baby yet, but she wants to make sure they get it back down before it gets that far.
Since Michelle isn't worried in the least, I'm only half as worried as I could be. Still scared, but not so much that I want to curl up and cry.
On a side note, I forwarded Jenn an email the other day that mentioned that the baby is the size of a blueberry--so that's what we've taken to nicknaming the baby...Blueberry!!
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