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Pregnant Log
[ Pregnant: 29 Weeks ]
[ Mood Swings: Insecure. Weepy. Mess. ]
[ Cravings: Peanut butter, Waffles, Ice cream, Ice cream. ]

Holy Guacamole!

I have 11 weeks left!

Just eleven weeks!

That's insane!

Look, another exclamation mark!

Okay, I'm done freaking out now... kind of. We still have nothing for the baby. I say nothing but we have a bassinet but no sheets... one skirt and a few stuffed animals. O, and a Bumbo that she can't use until she's a couple months old. I've been hyperventilating about it and Hubby reassures me that it will all fall into place and I shouldn't stress so much. I wish I had his level of confidence.

I have also long acknowledged that I could very well make it two weeks past my due date before they start breathing down my neck about chemically inducing and that nasty C-section thing. I really hope I don't have to have a C-section. That surgery sounds so invasive and scary. My BFF had one but she had TWINS! I just have one. With her first she did it with no chemicals and it was vaginal. I want to be able to do the same with my baby.

This morning I woke up to very distinct karate kicks to my belly button. I propped myself up and just watched my belly jerk and twitch as BabyG wiggled around. I tried to get Hubby to see but she got bashful, I guess. All day today she has made some very prominent kicks in utero. She feels strong and cramped. I guess she's running out of room. Last doctor's visit Doc said, "Ooo, your uterus is swelling nicely." So I guess I'm right on target but cheese and crackers the kicks to my ribs were killer last night!

I watched the Hobbit with some friends and Hubby lastnight. The movie is UH-MAY-ZING by the way. It's a MUST see and we watched it in 3D. Worth it!  I MADE IT THROUGH THE WHOLE MOVIE WITHOUT HAVING TO GO PEE! Yes, it was that important it needed caps. I was so impressed with myself but BabyG wasn't having it the last 30mins of the film. She was kicking me in what felt like my spine... well, the very back of my rib cage. I stuck it through though! We were all proud of ourselves for not going to the bathroom during the movie. ha. They all had a couple alcoholic beverages before the movie. I have been drinking a couple gallons of water a day. I'm just so thirsty. I've also gained more weight than I anticipated but I'm still within "normal" range but I'm starting to get nervous about losing it once I have the baby.

It's making me very insecure.

I've had this sinking feeling that Hubby is bored with me. (He assures me he is very much in love with me and that I'm a beautiful, sexy, preggosauras.) I can't help it. I just feel like we're drifting apart.... but I can't tell if I'm over-analyzing the situation. (Probably) I keep thinking he is going to leave me. I guess I shouldn't have watched Maury today.... or Teen Mom 2. Those people aren't us. Those situations aren't my situations. We are different. I keep trying to remind myself of these things but pregnancy has really morphed my perception of me to be skewed. I guess because I never really wanted kids to begin with. I remember telling Hubby ages ago, "I don't want kids. I don't want to plan for kids, anyway. If I ever plan for a kid, I will plan to not have a kid." I'm pretty selfish. Well, was selfish. I wanted to be able to drink and go out and party and do whatever, where ever, when ever. I didn't have a crazy teenage phase, I waited until I was well into 21 before I even went to bars and then did all my insane stuff between 22-24 years old. I don't feel like I'm done having a good time either. I want to still have people over and have a good time but be responsible with my kid too. I want to show my kid that having a child isn't the end of my personal life. I will be the example for her. Hubby and I will be her prime example for what love is. My lifestyle choices will give her examples of what is acceptable in a public sector.

Augh, I'm just rambling now. Anyway-- BabyG has some mega ninja kicks and I'm sure in a few weeks I will be able to see her roll over and my whole stomach get all weird shaped and I will probably be a bit grossed out.

There's a baby in there!!!

Pregnant Log
[Pregnant: 16wks] I went to the doctor!!!!!!
[Mood Swings: Not so bad]
[Cravings: BBQ sauce, Tacos & Ice cream]


That's inside my belly right now. Oh. My. Gravy. That's legit. Can you believe it?! I know I sure didn't. For the last few nights I have had very vivid dreams of the ultrasound tech telling me that I had just gained a lot of weight and sending me home. I told the tech that and she laughed out loud and said, "No, You're very pregnant, look at that little baby." She did a lot of prodding and poking trying to get BabyG to turn and face us but to no avail. She did succeed in making me have to pee super bad and pissing the baby off. I swear BabyG swatted us away like a fly and curled up tighter. When she first spotted BabyG she was blowing bubbles and to me it looked like burps. (I say she but we don't know for sure.)

The baby was doing backflips and twisting around; doing basically anything she could turn away from us. I asked how I could possibly now feel all that movement and the ultrasound tech said it's because the baby weighs only four ounces right now and give it about three to four weeks and I will be certainly feel every movement. From how low she was in my pelvis looking for little BabyG I know why I have such low pelvic pains. "Yeah, that's got to be the baby kicking you. She's too light to feel like a kick but she definitely can make you feel a quick jabbing pain if she kicks out just right."

My phone has been ringing off the hook today. I sent a picture of one of the ultrasound pics to my mom, sister, MIL, SIL and BFF. Mom said she screamed really loud and jumped up and down and was at a client's house. Everyone ran to check on her and she waved the baby picture at them with excitement. Hah, priceless. I tried to call my Grandma and called my MIL back and both didn't answer. I'm so exhausted. After my ultrasound I saw the doctor and signed even more paperwork and answered a bunch of health questions about Hubby and I. I see the doctor, all my questions I had in my head were long gone. She does my pap smear and keeps asking me if I have any questions to which I am drawing a blank. She then gets me to sign even more paperwork and commends me for wanting to have "as natural as possible" birth.

I go to the lab and the lady stacks 8 viles next to me. "Are all of those for me?" I ask, the nurse smirks and says yes. It hurt so bad, I am squeamish of needles so I turned my head and the lady pumped blood out of me like an olympic star. It took her maybe a whole minute to get all of those little viles filled with my dark red blood. The needle she had stuck into my arm jiggled every time she switched viles. I winched with pain but got through it.

So it's official. I'm with child. There is no denying it now. I brought Hubby lunch and showed him the pictures. He was too busy for us to talk, so I ended up eating alone and he came over to peek at the ultrasound pictures. "Is it real yet?" He asked. I of course said yes. I guess I kind of had a little selfish slimmer of hope that they'd tell me I'm not pregnant so I could get wasted drunk for Halloween since we're throwing a really big party. Guess I can't get drunk after all.