Pregnant!
I haven't written about it. Too worried, stressed, anxious, I guess. I keep thinking oh my god how could I be so lucky as to be this blessed?
Not sure why I won't let myself feel I deserve this babe I so wished for. Sigh.
Due early July, so I am in my 12th week. I am so excited it scares me. I think it is a boy but I sort of (just a tiny bit) want a girl more. My butt is already getting bigger and I don't have nearly the breakouts I had with the girls. Bigger will be so darn happy if it is a boy.
Sometime before we told the kids- when I was about 6 weeks along we were sitting eating dinner and Biggest looked up and said- "Hey!! If we are going to have a new baby in July you two better get cracking!" I almost fell off my chair- I had to go into the kitchen to regain composure (on the pretences of seconds for someone). She then sat and figured out how many months it was to July and that November was for sure only 9 months till July. Definitely something that needs to be in the baby log.
We told the kids by having Big tell it. I was sick (very sick this pregnancy) and I was laying on the couch. We asked the kids to come in and we asked big, "where's the baby?" Of course she pointed to my belly and gave the baby a kiss. Biggest caught on right away screaming Really? Oh cool! and bigger a couple seconds later, said- Will this one be a boy?
This pregnancy has me even more clumsy than normal- I fell (while standing still!) on the ice when I was 4.5 weeks. Then I fell again - down the stairs at 7 weeks. Both times I spotted for a day or two (the first might have been implantation bleeding but it was a bit coincidental with the fall. I need to remember never to wear socks on the stairs and no more ice skating which will hopefully keep me safe for the rest of this pregnancy. Fingers crossed.
Hmm- not sure what else. Going to use Jeanne again. She had me on a sort of bedrest after the fall (probably more to keep me sane than anything else)- but It was a good thing. OH I remember one thing- I am working really hard to get back into the exercise routine. I stopped during that bedrest/take-it-very-easy time and then was afraid to start again for a bit. I am at 4 times this week so far- not great but better than the two the two weeks before this one. Mainly just doing the boring ole pilates routine.
More moody than normal and I can hardly tolerate the kids arguing. Tonight while making the swedish almond cookies the barbara streisand best gift that I ever got song came on and I couldn't stop sobbing. Happy about my kids- and how they truly have made christmas, and really everything so much better- just by virtue of being. And sad because it was always a song my grandmother karen used to talk about having had irish (or whatever kind) of twins (born in 12 months of each other) around christmas. We are estranged for 7 years now- because my grandfather got mad at my mom when she didn't want company during her cancer surgery. She didn't want Any company, but he thought it was just his. The following year, they agreed to come to my wedding and then changed their minds the night before because he decided to punish my mom through me. Stupid stubborn southern baptist german iowan! I mean I love them so much and I miss them but GD to cut me out of their lives because my mom needed to deal with her cancer privately? Shit. Makes me mad and bullheaded (hey I am stubborn and german and iowan too!) So anyway- hysterical crying to the point of dry heaves over a song and all the stuff it brought up. So if you are around me and I burst into tears or get mad at something I shouldn't- please know I am like this. I am so emotional it is rather awful in general but when pregnant.... ack.
Super excited because Jessikate told me how to tell knit from purl and I was able to pick up the car project and work right away! Now I just need to restart another project and try to change yarn colors with hers and mkblue's helpful hints.
This am we had to take a bat to the WRC. It will have to be euthanized and they need to test it for rabies (please god don't let it have rabies or I will have to have my house fumigated or pest controlled or whatever becuase I cannot deal with rabid animals living here). WRC vet said bats can get in through a 1/3 inch space or under loose light switch plates from walls etc. Dougie Lee had to go get his third rabies booster for the year. Nothing to say about the SIX (yes SIX) mice he caught last week that also went to the WRC. Egads we are probably infested.
It was great seeing Saramama (and everyone else) this am and yummy coffee too. (Sara I wish you were needed at a grad program here...) I really want to find a place to do sat coffee ams again (maybe monthly) with kids. I miss our old coffee gatherings and the community time. Anyone else want to do it?
After coffee we went to Ikea and decorated gingerbread houses for free. There was no way it was going to happen this year- I haven't wrapped a gift, still need to buy from the big S, no cds have been burned (though they have been planned), the tree still needs to be decorated and I only just now finished my cookies with a full day of cookie baking at my moms tomorrow. Bigger and Biggest did their own with only a little help from me- the are adorable. I thought they would be lame little graham cracker ones but they are full size and the kids had a blast. The best part was not having to clean up the sprinkles, candy, icing mess and still having the experience. YEA!
Okay gotta go and read a bit. Dh is getting things at the store and I want to chill before bed and getting up early for cookie baking tomorrow.
Not sure why I won't let myself feel I deserve this babe I so wished for. Sigh.
Due early July, so I am in my 12th week. I am so excited it scares me. I think it is a boy but I sort of (just a tiny bit) want a girl more. My butt is already getting bigger and I don't have nearly the breakouts I had with the girls. Bigger will be so darn happy if it is a boy.
Sometime before we told the kids- when I was about 6 weeks along we were sitting eating dinner and Biggest looked up and said- "Hey!! If we are going to have a new baby in July you two better get cracking!" I almost fell off my chair- I had to go into the kitchen to regain composure (on the pretences of seconds for someone). She then sat and figured out how many months it was to July and that November was for sure only 9 months till July. Definitely something that needs to be in the baby log.
We told the kids by having Big tell it. I was sick (very sick this pregnancy) and I was laying on the couch. We asked the kids to come in and we asked big, "where's the baby?" Of course she pointed to my belly and gave the baby a kiss. Biggest caught on right away screaming Really? Oh cool! and bigger a couple seconds later, said- Will this one be a boy?
This pregnancy has me even more clumsy than normal- I fell (while standing still!) on the ice when I was 4.5 weeks. Then I fell again - down the stairs at 7 weeks. Both times I spotted for a day or two (the first might have been implantation bleeding but it was a bit coincidental with the fall. I need to remember never to wear socks on the stairs and no more ice skating which will hopefully keep me safe for the rest of this pregnancy. Fingers crossed.
Hmm- not sure what else. Going to use Jeanne again. She had me on a sort of bedrest after the fall (probably more to keep me sane than anything else)- but It was a good thing. OH I remember one thing- I am working really hard to get back into the exercise routine. I stopped during that bedrest/take-it-very-easy time and then was afraid to start again for a bit. I am at 4 times this week so far- not great but better than the two the two weeks before this one. Mainly just doing the boring ole pilates routine.
More moody than normal and I can hardly tolerate the kids arguing. Tonight while making the swedish almond cookies the barbara streisand best gift that I ever got song came on and I couldn't stop sobbing. Happy about my kids- and how they truly have made christmas, and really everything so much better- just by virtue of being. And sad because it was always a song my grandmother karen used to talk about having had irish (or whatever kind) of twins (born in 12 months of each other) around christmas. We are estranged for 7 years now- because my grandfather got mad at my mom when she didn't want company during her cancer surgery. She didn't want Any company, but he thought it was just his. The following year, they agreed to come to my wedding and then changed their minds the night before because he decided to punish my mom through me. Stupid stubborn southern baptist german iowan! I mean I love them so much and I miss them but GD to cut me out of their lives because my mom needed to deal with her cancer privately? Shit. Makes me mad and bullheaded (hey I am stubborn and german and iowan too!) So anyway- hysterical crying to the point of dry heaves over a song and all the stuff it brought up. So if you are around me and I burst into tears or get mad at something I shouldn't- please know I am like this. I am so emotional it is rather awful in general but when pregnant.... ack.
Super excited because Jessikate told me how to tell knit from purl and I was able to pick up the car project and work right away! Now I just need to restart another project and try to change yarn colors with hers and mkblue's helpful hints.
This am we had to take a bat to the WRC. It will have to be euthanized and they need to test it for rabies (please god don't let it have rabies or I will have to have my house fumigated or pest controlled or whatever becuase I cannot deal with rabid animals living here). WRC vet said bats can get in through a 1/3 inch space or under loose light switch plates from walls etc. Dougie Lee had to go get his third rabies booster for the year. Nothing to say about the SIX (yes SIX) mice he caught last week that also went to the WRC. Egads we are probably infested.
It was great seeing Saramama (and everyone else) this am and yummy coffee too. (Sara I wish you were needed at a grad program here...) I really want to find a place to do sat coffee ams again (maybe monthly) with kids. I miss our old coffee gatherings and the community time. Anyone else want to do it?
After coffee we went to Ikea and decorated gingerbread houses for free. There was no way it was going to happen this year- I haven't wrapped a gift, still need to buy from the big S, no cds have been burned (though they have been planned), the tree still needs to be decorated and I only just now finished my cookies with a full day of cookie baking at my moms tomorrow. Bigger and Biggest did their own with only a little help from me- the are adorable. I thought they would be lame little graham cracker ones but they are full size and the kids had a blast. The best part was not having to clean up the sprinkles, candy, icing mess and still having the experience. YEA!
Okay gotta go and read a bit. Dh is getting things at the store and I want to chill before bed and getting up early for cookie baking tomorrow.