Friday, July 31, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
We have a new fruit! A little PEACH! A peach with teeth forming and vocal cords starting.
Sprout continues to grow and develop and move around (I can't wait to feel it!). And things continue to be going well. Next doctor's appointment is August 19th in the morning. Until then, we just sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride. Plus, get a WHOLE BUNCH of stuff done. We need to get the door casings in, and the baseboards before Sprout appears. Find furniture we like for Sprout, get it, put it together. Choose a baby seat. Stroller. Sling. Get bottles etc. Choose diapers (cloth? disposable?) Get cute little baby clothes. And all by February! And then when nesting kicks in our house may actually be CLEAN.
I have been watching baby shows on TV. The amazing one is Baby Story. I cry everytime I catch that show. It all looks so amazing... and labour looks like it HURTS. But to have the purple, slimey little person placed on my chest will be amazing. I also read Brooke Shields' book on post partum depression. It sounds so frightening and overwhelming. I am not sure if I have a propensity for depression, but I will definitley be asking friends and family to watch me closely after the birth, in case.
There is so much to learn, so much to know, so much to read. The other day it hit Neil, we will be the first to introduce chocolate to Sprout. Grass, sunshine, baths, cars... everything. We will be this childs' everything for a number of years. And all we can do is be honest with Sprout and ourselves, try to learn from mistakes and do our best to raise Spout to be a loving and respectful person.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
The most amazing thing happened today. On July 20, 2009 we heard, for the first time, a hearbeat. Actually, I got to hear it first. The doctor and I heard it during the check, then brought Neil into the room so he could hear it too. My first reaction was shock and tears. Which I think sped the heartbeat up, Sprout and me and are alittle linked right now. 158 BPM. Which according to "them", faster heartbeat means girls, slower means boy. Although my wonderful doctor (I really like her, so far) assured me heartbeats are faster early in the pregnancy anyway, so I shouldn't put too much stock into this.
Although Neil is absolutely convinced that we're having a girl. I was certain it was a boy. But now I am less sure. So many women have dreams that tell them, but I have not had anything. I think my belief it's a boy comes from the fact that I think it would be amazing to have a little boy, that looks just like Neil. He is the splitting image of his dad, from pictures I have seen, so if we had a boy it could easily look just like him. He sounded like such an amazing little man, adorable and sweet and smart... I'd love that in our child. But either a boy or girl, right now we're hoping that Sprout is healthy. The gender is really irrelevant. Although a daughter. That means dating. Boys. I am not sure I am strong enough for that!
It is real... I still sometimes struggle with not feeling pregnant. It's just (to date) been such a good pregnancy. Some nausea, some hormonal fluctuations, tiredness (but I am always tired). But I heard the heart beating. I heard evidence there is a PERSON growing inside of my body. And I have decided to stop cheating. The Bump link where I get the baby-size pics is down the last few days. And I am not officially 12 weeks until Wednesday, so we'll do that write up then. So I'll just hope they get working and in 2 more days I can celebrate the last week of the first trimester!
We have our first real ultrasound booked. September 28th, which is apparently about 2-3 weeks LATER than it should be, but the centres are just THAT busy, that we can't get in any sooner. I have to call daily to see if I can get into a cancellation. What a crazy medical system this is. But early September (ideally) we'll have some idea about the gender. Early September we go to Seattle with friends, we are planning to get married (quietly) and then we'll know if Sprout is a boy or girl. What a crazy month!
EDIT: Ultrasound is now September 2nd, but that is a almost too early. I'll keep calling daily until they get sick of me and I'll hopefully eventually get the time I want (September 10th through the 18th).
Monday, July 13, 2009
We have a new fruit - a LIME
Sprout has fingers and toes, and is starting to use them to explore himself... touching his head, mostly his face and mouth. His little tiny, no longer webbed hands can feel. And this week, Sprout will begin to taste and smell. Oh no! He, too, will be subject to the seemingly endless gas that momma is producing!
So much new has happened this week.
Although this may be too much info (TMI), but I will share anyway. I can't help myself... I also got pregnancy underwear and WOW! They are so comfortable!!! So stretchy, so adaptive to all those hills and valleys. I'll have to stock up on these for after. That or hover around the outside of the stores, begging pregnant women to bootleg me just ONE more pair... one more then I can stop! *grin*
Also, yesterday we had bookclub. And at lunch I shared that we're expecting (a few of the girls there knew already) and in a crazy sort of coincidence, 2 other girls are expecting too! Blessie is due Jan 27th, and Sheeba on Jan 3rd. Three babies, one bookclub, all in one month. But it's wonderful to have someone who is going through this at the same time as me. Someone I can share ideas/fears/discoveries with who finds it all as amazing as I do!!
Otherwise I continue to feel good. Around 3 pm seems to be when some very very minor morning sickness/nausea kicks in (I know this is starting late - just last week). Other times during the day I just continue to eat frequently (every hour or so) to keep any icky at bay.
One (of the many) thing(s) that scare me about this pregnancy is the judging. Women feel the need to judge other mothers for everything from gaining too much/not enough/not at the right pace to how they choose to raise their child. I know that this is our journey, Neil, Sprout and I, and other people's expectations should not play a part of this. But (BUT!) as a product of my society I wonder if I am gaining too much already (I have had to retire all my pre-pregnancy pants, they just do not come even close to doing up) and that this weight is hurting the baby. I am trying to eat reasonably healthy, and while I am still not exercising I wasn't really good at exercise before Sprout came along too. Plus, I am now at the phase where I am not sharing that I am pregnant with most people (I will in 2 weeks) and I am not looking truly pregnant but I am looking larger. Coming back to my old Ministry people have got to wonder if I have just completely let myself go during the time I have been away!
But I have to say this (again). Neil has been more than amazing with me, my emotions and my constant need for validation that I am not so fat that he has stopped loving me! He has been supportive, responsive and so unbelievably wonderful. In return I am trying not to be some sort of crazy-hormonal woman (with some success). For example, yesterday afternoon I started to feel nausea. Too much shopping/walking? Not enough water and food? Simple car sickness? Whatever it was, I was feeling green. Without asking, without me even THINKING about it he went and got me a ginger ale (the ginger is helping my belly a lot). I am such a lucky woman to have this amazing man in my life.