Reminder to myself. Don't eat Sugar Puffs. I've done it at least three times now and you'd think I would have learned by now. Every time I've had the cereal it hasn't stayed down and I've felt rotten the rest of the entire day. When I was discussing it yesterday with Mark and he was commenting on my daftness for eating them yet again, I realized that cereal in general seems to be having the same effect on me. No matter how much my mouth wants to eat it my stomach gets really mad if I cave in. So for a least a few weeks, no cereal for me. Luckily my stomach still seems to be happy with chocolate milk.
Another food low: I realized a few days ago that I had some Tropical Punch Koolaid packets stored away that friends and family had mailed me from America. I was very excited. I'd been wanting Tropical Punch. (Actually I have been finding it really hard to find anything I want to drink. Anything citrus and I get heartburn, most juice is too sweetly thick, water has to be ice cold, and anything carbonated makes me burp for ages.) So finding the koolaid was awesome... until Mark read the ingredients that is... as soon as he saw Red 40 on there I was promptly banned from the koolaid and not even allowed to finish the pitcher in the fridge. :( Just because it was banned from food products in the UK this year... *sniff* The koolaid incident was followed briefly by me remembering that I squirreled away a tub of Tang in the cabinet somewhere to make my Grandmother's spiced tea recipe with. I was excited. It's like koolaid but healthier. Surely it wouldn't have any scary additives. It was expired. Like over a year expired. I still made a jug and tried to drink it but it tasted powdery. I can't remember if that's HOW Tang tastes or a by product of it being so old. Anyhow, as soon as Mark realized I'd tried to drink out of date Tang.. away the Tang went too. Drink nazi. *laughs* At least he's looking out for me.
I dreamed about Mountain Dew last night. mmmmmmmmm dream mountain dew was so yummy.
I'm not feeling as nauseous today as I was yesterday... (of course yesterday would be hard to beat I think I met my vomiting record.) But it's so nice not to have my head in the toilet today. However, to make up for the lack of vomiting I've been exhausted. I woke up around 1pm then fell asleep from 3:30 to 7pm. Even for me that's a crazy amount of sleeping. Little baby must be growing something fierce in there! (Don't worry baby, I'll sleep as much as you need me to! Just stop making me puke and all will be well.)
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Magic jumping bean!
So after spending 2 hours at the hospital I'm finally home again. :) All in all it wasn't a bad experience though! Everyone took their time, I wasn't rushed around and I didn't have to wait very long at all!
First we went through to a scanning room. There was a monitor for the nurse and Mark to see and then a nice little flat screen above the examination table that I could look at without having to bend around to see the one the midwife was looking at. Baby was totally awake, bouncing all over the screen! Mark has renamed it "the jumping bean." It took a while for the baby to decide to lay in the correct position for the midwife to get some of the measurements she was after but that was completely okay with me because it meant we got to look at the little one for longer! It was so awesome! It's crazy to think that there's an actual baby in there! While she was scanning I think I said "gosh it's so baby shaped! it doesn't look like a rabbit at all!" She must have thought I was a bit insane.
Here's some photos for your viewing pleasure... Just click on each one for a bigger view.
After the scan I went to another room with a new midwife who attempted to take my bloods... she stabbed me three times before deciding that she needed to get a doctor in. In came the doctor who, thankfully, managed to get it on the first go. Afterwards I guess I was looking a bit pale and slightly like I was going to vomit so after asking if I needed a bowl to be sick in (which I declined) she offered to get me some cookies and juice which I happily accepted. I munched away on these while she went about booking further appointments for me and collecting some paperwork I needed so I wouldn't have to.
My next scan will be September 21st when I'll be 20 weeks. Oh! And they've moved up my due date. It's sitting at February 8th 2010 now. She said I'm 12 weeks 1 day and the baby is actually measuring bigger than that! Can you believe it?! I lose 8lbs and the baby is totally happy. One of the midwives said not to worry "because babies are total parasites and will take whatever they need."
I'm still in awe and I don't think Mark wanted to go into work today. :)
First we went through to a scanning room. There was a monitor for the nurse and Mark to see and then a nice little flat screen above the examination table that I could look at without having to bend around to see the one the midwife was looking at. Baby was totally awake, bouncing all over the screen! Mark has renamed it "the jumping bean." It took a while for the baby to decide to lay in the correct position for the midwife to get some of the measurements she was after but that was completely okay with me because it meant we got to look at the little one for longer! It was so awesome! It's crazy to think that there's an actual baby in there! While she was scanning I think I said "gosh it's so baby shaped! it doesn't look like a rabbit at all!" She must have thought I was a bit insane.
Here's some photos for your viewing pleasure... Just click on each one for a bigger view.
After the scan I went to another room with a new midwife who attempted to take my bloods... she stabbed me three times before deciding that she needed to get a doctor in. In came the doctor who, thankfully, managed to get it on the first go. Afterwards I guess I was looking a bit pale and slightly like I was going to vomit so after asking if I needed a bowl to be sick in (which I declined) she offered to get me some cookies and juice which I happily accepted. I munched away on these while she went about booking further appointments for me and collecting some paperwork I needed so I wouldn't have to.
My next scan will be September 21st when I'll be 20 weeks. Oh! And they've moved up my due date. It's sitting at February 8th 2010 now. She said I'm 12 weeks 1 day and the baby is actually measuring bigger than that! Can you believe it?! I lose 8lbs and the baby is totally happy. One of the midwives said not to worry "because babies are total parasites and will take whatever they need."
I'm still in awe and I don't think Mark wanted to go into work today. :)
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
11 Weeks!
I don't really feel up to writing at the moment, but considering it's been a week since I last posted anything I thought I should swing by and let everyone know that I'm still alive. (At least kind of!)
The nausea seems to have amped it up a bit and I'm feeling worse rather than better. I was actually 'okayish' at the wedding because I was taking the prescribed medication. (But you guys know me, I really don't want to take it unless I absolutely have to, being at home means I can run to the loo any time I need so I can't rationalize taking them. Specially since I'm keeping most of what I eat down, it's only the last meal of the day that tends to make a repeat performance.)
Exactly one week till my first scan now. They'll be taking all my bloodwork then as well. Hopefully it'll work out, when the midwife was getting prepared to take my blood the other week she had 4 different vials out to fill out and they'll want to take at least 2 more than that at the scan.. that's 6 vials. At 9:30am!
Mark says he's making dinner tonight! An actual, having to cut chicken and cook it kind of dinner. I'm impressed. :)
The nausea seems to have amped it up a bit and I'm feeling worse rather than better. I was actually 'okayish' at the wedding because I was taking the prescribed medication. (But you guys know me, I really don't want to take it unless I absolutely have to, being at home means I can run to the loo any time I need so I can't rationalize taking them. Specially since I'm keeping most of what I eat down, it's only the last meal of the day that tends to make a repeat performance.)
Exactly one week till my first scan now. They'll be taking all my bloodwork then as well. Hopefully it'll work out, when the midwife was getting prepared to take my blood the other week she had 4 different vials out to fill out and they'll want to take at least 2 more than that at the scan.. that's 6 vials. At 9:30am!
Mark says he's making dinner tonight! An actual, having to cut chicken and cook it kind of dinner. I'm impressed. :)
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
10 weeks!
It has come to my attention that my blog so far has a bit of a theme.. "I feel horrible!" *laughs* I'm sorry I'm subjecting you all to so much moaning and complaining. In my defense, you should probably understand something about me. Whether it's a diary, a journal or a blog, I tend to write most when I'm upset, angry or don't feel well. It's my way of venting rather than keeping it bottled up inside. I don't have that many happy entries, because when I'm happy the last thing that occurs to me is to write about it. :) I'll try to add some more upbeat entries in so you guys don't think I'm ready to jump off the roof.
10 weeks today!! I'm very excited. I'm hoping for all the badness to start tapering off any day now. I might be being a bit optimistic.. but that's better for the baby and for me than being pessimistic. :D
I managed to make some dinner for Mark and I tonight. Okay, okay so it was ramen. But I still made it! All on my own! That counts for something. I've managed not to hurl in the past couple of days, (Shssssh I didn't say that... we all know what happened last time I said that!!) but my weight hasn't gone up yet. I'm down 5.2lbs since I found out about baby. Can't say I too concerned! I'm sure I'll get huge soon enough. Baby is already making itself known! I pulled out the measuring tape the other night and despite the weight loss, my circumference has actually increased by an entire inch and half! Which I think is quite a lot considering I'm not even supposed to be showing yet. I just know everyone is going to be able to tell! but we've got two more weeks of trying to keep it hush hush.. yes.. I know. We're really bad at that. You're proof of that.
Well I've got to go try and pack. Scott and Kathryn are tying the knot on Thursday and we're headed over to Fife as of tomorrow to start the festivities. I'm hoping for a vomit free adventure. (I'm sure they'd appreciate it as well!) I'm sure I'll have lots to share and hopefully a few pictures too when we get back Friday night.
10 weeks today!! I'm very excited. I'm hoping for all the badness to start tapering off any day now. I might be being a bit optimistic.. but that's better for the baby and for me than being pessimistic. :D
I managed to make some dinner for Mark and I tonight. Okay, okay so it was ramen. But I still made it! All on my own! That counts for something. I've managed not to hurl in the past couple of days, (Shssssh I didn't say that... we all know what happened last time I said that!!) but my weight hasn't gone up yet. I'm down 5.2lbs since I found out about baby. Can't say I too concerned! I'm sure I'll get huge soon enough. Baby is already making itself known! I pulled out the measuring tape the other night and despite the weight loss, my circumference has actually increased by an entire inch and half! Which I think is quite a lot considering I'm not even supposed to be showing yet. I just know everyone is going to be able to tell! but we've got two more weeks of trying to keep it hush hush.. yes.. I know. We're really bad at that. You're proof of that.
Well I've got to go try and pack. Scott and Kathryn are tying the knot on Thursday and we're headed over to Fife as of tomorrow to start the festivities. I'm hoping for a vomit free adventure. (I'm sure they'd appreciate it as well!) I'm sure I'll have lots to share and hopefully a few pictures too when we get back Friday night.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
plastic wrapping I hate thee
argh!!!! grrrr!!! Let the pregnant woman into the graham crackers!! What do they make this packaging out of... steel? feed me crackersss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
2nd midwife visit
So I'm still feeling totally wretched. I did manage to act slightly normal and go out to dinner with some friends last night, but Mark tells me that apparently all I talked about was how rotten I felt! oops. I'm sorry!
Throat feels much better now but the typical nose congestion deal is driving me insane and I think it may have moved into my chest as I started the coughing portion today. (As always with the flu or the cold or whatever this ever I have an ever present background headache.)
9am this morning the phone rings and it's the midwife. 9AM?! She wants to know if it's okay for her to come round between 1 and 4. I mumble a half coherent "okay" and then have a minor freak out. I was hoping to sleep till at least 2! (I'd been up most of the night doing the whole not breathing thing.) and of course the house is a complete disaster...
I roll out of bed around 10. There will be no sleeping for me, too panicked about the state of the house. I make some toast and a fried egg, I find it incredibly yummy and have a cup of decaffeinated sweet and milky tea. It was all lovely. For almost 30 minutes. Then it decided it hated its new home and left violently. Not a pleasant way to start the day.
Afterwards Mark helped me get the downstairs in some semblance of order so we wouldn't be ashamed when the midwife arrived. We decided just to shut the kitchen door and pray she didn't want some kind of tour instead of dealing with it.
Irene arrived.. (yes the same lovely lady from the first meeting.) It was all very uneventful as I had already filled out all of our medical history in my case notes before. She took a carbon monoxide reading from me and I scored a 1. That's supposed to be good I think. At this point she spends 10 minutes filling out the forms that the little blood vials go into... pointless, because she can't find a vein. Shocker! I'm sooo surprised. After stabbing both arms and wiggling the needle around for a bit she decides she's not going to find anything and writes in my notes that they should take my blood work when I come in for the ultrasound in two weeks.
After repeating the same tired anecdotes she told me the first time she met me.. (I guess they were new for Mark at least!) She packed up her things and told me that if I was having twins she had first dibs. Odd lady.
The nausea hasn't gotten better at all through the day and I'm worried I'm going to expel my beloved poptarts at any moment. I had my very last American imported cinnamon poptart today and would be very upset if it got wasted!!
I still haven't managed to get out long enough to find anything to wear to Scott and Kat's wedding... which is, yes.. 5 days away. I'm just praying I won't puke at the wedding!!!!!
Throat feels much better now but the typical nose congestion deal is driving me insane and I think it may have moved into my chest as I started the coughing portion today. (As always with the flu or the cold or whatever this ever I have an ever present background headache.)
9am this morning the phone rings and it's the midwife. 9AM?! She wants to know if it's okay for her to come round between 1 and 4. I mumble a half coherent "okay" and then have a minor freak out. I was hoping to sleep till at least 2! (I'd been up most of the night doing the whole not breathing thing.) and of course the house is a complete disaster...
I roll out of bed around 10. There will be no sleeping for me, too panicked about the state of the house. I make some toast and a fried egg, I find it incredibly yummy and have a cup of decaffeinated sweet and milky tea. It was all lovely. For almost 30 minutes. Then it decided it hated its new home and left violently. Not a pleasant way to start the day.
Afterwards Mark helped me get the downstairs in some semblance of order so we wouldn't be ashamed when the midwife arrived. We decided just to shut the kitchen door and pray she didn't want some kind of tour instead of dealing with it.
Irene arrived.. (yes the same lovely lady from the first meeting.) It was all very uneventful as I had already filled out all of our medical history in my case notes before. She took a carbon monoxide reading from me and I scored a 1. That's supposed to be good I think. At this point she spends 10 minutes filling out the forms that the little blood vials go into... pointless, because she can't find a vein. Shocker! I'm sooo surprised. After stabbing both arms and wiggling the needle around for a bit she decides she's not going to find anything and writes in my notes that they should take my blood work when I come in for the ultrasound in two weeks.
After repeating the same tired anecdotes she told me the first time she met me.. (I guess they were new for Mark at least!) She packed up her things and told me that if I was having twins she had first dibs. Odd lady.
The nausea hasn't gotten better at all through the day and I'm worried I'm going to expel my beloved poptarts at any moment. I had my very last American imported cinnamon poptart today and would be very upset if it got wasted!!
I still haven't managed to get out long enough to find anything to wear to Scott and Kat's wedding... which is, yes.. 5 days away. I'm just praying I won't puke at the wedding!!!!!
Thursday, July 9, 2009
You've got to be kidding me...
Guess who's sick... yeah. Yours truly. I can barely believe it myself. I pulled myself together last night to go see Transformers with Mark while it's still in the cinema but less than a third through the movie my throat started feeling rough. By the time we left I'd felt like I'd swallowed fire. ARGHHHHHHHHH!!! I'm not good with being sick at the best of times and now I have to be sick and pregnant (for pregnant read: exhausted, sore, nauseated 24/7) So now I can't even live off cold medication like I'm wont to do when ill.
The sinus blockage and mucus fun is starting... so that will be a delightful addition when it arrives in full force. I took a shower about 20 minutes ago to try to clear my head out a bit... but when I started getting concerned that I may vomit in the tub I decided to cut it short a bit. (You'll be happy to hear there was no bathtub/vomit incident.)
I've been trying to sleep but the pain when I swallow and the NAUSE (as I have started referring to it) have me outnumbered and the respite of sleep eludes me. Which is why I'm here moaning. :)
I need your prayers guys. This is really doing me in and I don't know how to cope anymore! Sleep was the one thing I had left! I'm really hoping it's just a cold bug I've picked up that will be gone in a couple of days rather than something more intense like the flu which tends to knock me flat for 1-2 weeks. *sigh* Any mental hugs you can send my way are appreciated as well.
The sinus blockage and mucus fun is starting... so that will be a delightful addition when it arrives in full force. I took a shower about 20 minutes ago to try to clear my head out a bit... but when I started getting concerned that I may vomit in the tub I decided to cut it short a bit. (You'll be happy to hear there was no bathtub/vomit incident.)
I've been trying to sleep but the pain when I swallow and the NAUSE (as I have started referring to it) have me outnumbered and the respite of sleep eludes me. Which is why I'm here moaning. :)
I need your prayers guys. This is really doing me in and I don't know how to cope anymore! Sleep was the one thing I had left! I'm really hoping it's just a cold bug I've picked up that will be gone in a couple of days rather than something more intense like the flu which tends to knock me flat for 1-2 weeks. *sigh* Any mental hugs you can send my way are appreciated as well.
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