I am still pregnant... still sick. yes, I am still sick. I do not, however throw up all the time... just every now and then. I am nauseous every singly day. I have to find out if I have GD (gestational diabetes) but I do get the joy of getting a shot in my butt because I am RH- and my husband is not. I am counting the days down for this.
My husband and I are having a boy. We have picked out a name, you can ask me if you want to know. I won't be posting it here. We have finally organized our 'office' to look a little more presentable for a baby. A family from church gave us a brand new crib. That was awesome and should save us about oh... 300$. We would have bought used anyway but it's at least 50$ we won't have to spend.
We have now moved on to strollers and car seats. Thankfully a friend has graciously given us a brand new car seat that her son has only used for like ten weeks because he grew out it! Talk about a tank of a kid. Haha. Strollers on the other hand are ridiculous. You can buy a stroller for everything. I was thinking about getting one of those red wagon - radio flyers and towing my baby around in that. Although, running with it may prove difficult and I could see the baby bouncing out. Now I've looked at websites describing different usages for strollers. It seems ridiculous to pay $600 for a stroller that you cannot use for the rest of your life. I wonder if the iPad has a stroller application. I would pay for the iPad to get the app. I just do not understand the reason why they have to be so bloody expensive. Even still, I want a website that I can go to where I can click on some options of what I would want the stroller to be and then the website generating some options for me. If you are aware of said website, please let me and the rest of the world know. With the price of strollers, I have expect them to have airbags, hydraulics or a USB connector for my iPod. Sadly, none have these options. So the online window shopping continues.
Thursday, July 01, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Preggers... Beware... brutal truth inside.
Lots of people around me seem to be having babies. I figured if you can't beat 'em, join 'em. Dave and I are expecting our first child. We are due Sept 20th or somewhere in and around that date. I never trust the date the doctor gives because it's an estimated date. The only thing I know for sure is that there is only one baby.
So far there is nothing exciting about it. I will give you a minute to pick your jaw up off the keyboard and rid your mind of the negative thoughts you may now have about me. I am a realistic person who will tell you how I feel without sugar coating it. I also risk offending people but remember this is my opinion.
Most women get all teary and gushy over being pregnant and how excited they are. I am not one of these women. Oh wait, I do get teary... while I'm throwing up my wasted food. When I flush the toilet I think "well that was a waste of a bowl of cereal." I swear the baby is sitting there all nice and cushy on my bladder thinking... "I will take this and then punch you in the stomach and make you throw up the rest." I'm fairly used to the routine of getting up in the morning, eating something or drinking a big glass of water, brushing my teeth and then throwing up.
Half the days I feel like I have an eating disorder because I will brush my teeth knowing that as soon as I brush my tongue I will throw up. I purposely do this. Granted, it's because I feel naseaus and the only way to rid of it is to do that. I do not have the dedication to develop and maintain an eating disorder.
My 'girls' hurt more than I ever thought they could. Where is the justice in a big breasted person having more pain than a small breasted person... c'mon, I have more room for everything to settle.
There are some things you will never see posted on my blog or facebook profile... naked belly pictures, 4D ultrasound pictures, updated pregnancy pictures at different weeks so everyone can see how big I am getting, and baby pictures as soon as the baby is born and in my arms (c'mon I don't like how I look without makeup and I don't want others to see it either.) I think naked belly pictures are gross unless taken at the right time... preferrably not at 7-9 months because by then I will be as big as a house with nasty as stretch marks that I don't want to admit are there... granted I would hope my photographer knows how to use photoshop. I believe 4 D ultrasounds are creepy. I have heard people say that you can really see what the baby looks like but if my baby comes out looking like a half sculpted orange piece of playdo, I'm going to be a bit mad. The updated pregnancy pictures I would take and send only to my parents and family. It's not that I don't like them but I just don't want to do it.
Dave and I fully intend on finding out the sex of the baby. I know some people don't want to find out because they will be disappointed when the baby is born or it won't be as big of a surprise... really?? You won't be excited when your baby is born because you already know the sex. Okay Eeyore... "that's okay, I know it's a girl... I found out a few months ago..." I was surprised when I found out I was pregnant. Not because I couldn't get pregnant or that we were trying forever. I was surprised because I was pregnant in general. If you find out the sex and aren't excited when they are born, you may want to get you're head checked. I like to be in as much control as possible. So if finding out the sex allows me to go out and purchase items that are gender appropriate, I will. Plus, I don't want a bunch of clothes that are yellow, green and purple.
So that's my rant for the day/week/month about pregnancy. Don't get me wrong, I am excited but I'm telling you my experience. We find out the sex of the baby at the end of April. I intend on telling people the gender as well as the name we have chosen because what if someone else chooses the same thing...? Then I'd be copying them or them me...
So far there is nothing exciting about it. I will give you a minute to pick your jaw up off the keyboard and rid your mind of the negative thoughts you may now have about me. I am a realistic person who will tell you how I feel without sugar coating it. I also risk offending people but remember this is my opinion.
Most women get all teary and gushy over being pregnant and how excited they are. I am not one of these women. Oh wait, I do get teary... while I'm throwing up my wasted food. When I flush the toilet I think "well that was a waste of a bowl of cereal." I swear the baby is sitting there all nice and cushy on my bladder thinking... "I will take this and then punch you in the stomach and make you throw up the rest." I'm fairly used to the routine of getting up in the morning, eating something or drinking a big glass of water, brushing my teeth and then throwing up.
Half the days I feel like I have an eating disorder because I will brush my teeth knowing that as soon as I brush my tongue I will throw up. I purposely do this. Granted, it's because I feel naseaus and the only way to rid of it is to do that. I do not have the dedication to develop and maintain an eating disorder.
My 'girls' hurt more than I ever thought they could. Where is the justice in a big breasted person having more pain than a small breasted person... c'mon, I have more room for everything to settle.
There are some things you will never see posted on my blog or facebook profile... naked belly pictures, 4D ultrasound pictures, updated pregnancy pictures at different weeks so everyone can see how big I am getting, and baby pictures as soon as the baby is born and in my arms (c'mon I don't like how I look without makeup and I don't want others to see it either.) I think naked belly pictures are gross unless taken at the right time... preferrably not at 7-9 months because by then I will be as big as a house with nasty as stretch marks that I don't want to admit are there... granted I would hope my photographer knows how to use photoshop. I believe 4 D ultrasounds are creepy. I have heard people say that you can really see what the baby looks like but if my baby comes out looking like a half sculpted orange piece of playdo, I'm going to be a bit mad. The updated pregnancy pictures I would take and send only to my parents and family. It's not that I don't like them but I just don't want to do it.
Dave and I fully intend on finding out the sex of the baby. I know some people don't want to find out because they will be disappointed when the baby is born or it won't be as big of a surprise... really?? You won't be excited when your baby is born because you already know the sex. Okay Eeyore... "that's okay, I know it's a girl... I found out a few months ago..." I was surprised when I found out I was pregnant. Not because I couldn't get pregnant or that we were trying forever. I was surprised because I was pregnant in general. If you find out the sex and aren't excited when they are born, you may want to get you're head checked. I like to be in as much control as possible. So if finding out the sex allows me to go out and purchase items that are gender appropriate, I will. Plus, I don't want a bunch of clothes that are yellow, green and purple.
So that's my rant for the day/week/month about pregnancy. Don't get me wrong, I am excited but I'm telling you my experience. We find out the sex of the baby at the end of April. I intend on telling people the gender as well as the name we have chosen because what if someone else chooses the same thing...? Then I'd be copying them or them me...
Friday, July 17, 2009
Have to Get This Off My Chest
Most of you know that my blog is really just a rant and rave. I do not generally update about the goings on in my life. I can if you want to but I find the other option more of an interesting read.
Below I have a list of apologies that I have come up with recently. Some are through my own experience (work mainly)and others are what I see going on for others. Some are related to people who cannot think outside of themselves. I am even sure some of you can relate to these.
I apologize for getting married and not hanging out with you the next day.
I apologize for allowing a family death to interfere with what was going on in your life.
I apologize for allowing my own health to interfere with your party.
I apologize for family staying over at the house and invading your space and needing somewhere to stay while they watched a loved one die.
I apologize that you are unable to be upset and angry with the people you should really be upset and angry with and are taking it out on me.
I apologize for my insensitivity through life and hope one day I can only be half the person you are and move past things as quick as you can.
I apologize that it took me too long to RSVP to your birthday.
I apologize for being busy and forgetting to do things. I know it must be hard to remember everything that needs to be done and never forget anything. I admire this quality the most about you.
I apologize for being honest. Next time I will beat around the bush and lie about how I feel.
I apologize for getting laid off work and finding it impossible to buy you a gift and wanting to save the embarassment of showing up to a party without one.
I apologize for not being a mind reader and knowing when you need help and support. As well as not being able to read your mind and understand exactly why you are angry.
I apologize for not finding you a doctor to get you medication for your borderline personality disorder.
I apologize for not being there for you enough. I will make an effort to call, text, and email everyday so I do not miss an opportunity to be supportive to you or offer help.
I apologize for not getting over things and I promise not to bring up things that have already been dealt with and be mad about it all over again.
I apologize for wanting to mend a friendship of over ten years now and not in two months when it seem convenient to you. I will leave my
I apologize for not thinking about you all day long and realizing the world revolves around you.
I apologize for how screwed up your life is and take full responsibility for your actions that caused it to be the way it is.
Wow... I feel better now that I have apologized to everyone. :)
Below I have a list of apologies that I have come up with recently. Some are through my own experience (work mainly)and others are what I see going on for others. Some are related to people who cannot think outside of themselves. I am even sure some of you can relate to these.
I apologize for getting married and not hanging out with you the next day.
I apologize for allowing a family death to interfere with what was going on in your life.
I apologize for allowing my own health to interfere with your party.
I apologize for family staying over at the house and invading your space and needing somewhere to stay while they watched a loved one die.
I apologize that you are unable to be upset and angry with the people you should really be upset and angry with and are taking it out on me.
I apologize for my insensitivity through life and hope one day I can only be half the person you are and move past things as quick as you can.
I apologize that it took me too long to RSVP to your birthday.
I apologize for being busy and forgetting to do things. I know it must be hard to remember everything that needs to be done and never forget anything. I admire this quality the most about you.
I apologize for being honest. Next time I will beat around the bush and lie about how I feel.
I apologize for getting laid off work and finding it impossible to buy you a gift and wanting to save the embarassment of showing up to a party without one.
I apologize for not being a mind reader and knowing when you need help and support. As well as not being able to read your mind and understand exactly why you are angry.
I apologize for not finding you a doctor to get you medication for your borderline personality disorder.
I apologize for not being there for you enough. I will make an effort to call, text, and email everyday so I do not miss an opportunity to be supportive to you or offer help.
I apologize for not getting over things and I promise not to bring up things that have already been dealt with and be mad about it all over again.
I apologize for wanting to mend a friendship of over ten years now and not in two months when it seem convenient to you. I will leave my
I apologize for not thinking about you all day long and realizing the world revolves around you.
I apologize for how screwed up your life is and take full responsibility for your actions that caused it to be the way it is.
Wow... I feel better now that I have apologized to everyone. :)
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