If I was poetic
It might be pathetic
But I'd write an ode to contractions.
They keep me awake
Although they are fake
And I'd just like to get a nap in.
But seriously, I really would like to sleep a little better. I mean, I'm definitely sleeping better than poor Kristin who is itchy all over, but waking up to cramping isn't very fun either.
Last night, Mike and I were quickly walking out of the grocery store when all of the sudden I got a charlie horse in my thigh! I gasped and bent down and Mike immediately thought my water had broke. Luckily it was just my leg but the fact that we're only 16 days away from our due date is pretty scary and I'm pretty worried about my water breaking while I'm out and about. The chances of that happening aren't very high but it could still happen.
The past few days have been weird days. First, Sunday I was really sick with really bad contractions. Monday I had the worst contraction I had ever had - lower back pains, abdominal cramping, pressure on my pelvis, and all the while, Katie was pushing her little feet against my side. That night, while I was asleep, I thought my water had broke and I was feeling some contractions. I decided to lay down for a while and ended up waking up 2 hours later to no water breakage.
Mike and I are hoping Katie will stay in there for just a few more weeks until we get everything taken care of that we need to, but I don't know how likely it is that she will wait. Plus, don't tell Mike, but I secretly hope that she'll come pretty soon. I'm ready for her to be here, I can't stop reorganizing her things and mulling over what I should do about her room situation (it still needs things and needs to be reorganized ... yes, again ... I'm obsessed), and my body would really like to shed some of these extra pounds. I've gained about 23 pounds, which true, it's not much, but to my little body, it's quite a bit.
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Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Day 64
Yesterday, Mike and I found out that we are going to have a little one coming our way on June 8, 2010. It was a bit of a surprise but I've had a suspicion for quite a few weeks that we might be expecting.
This blog will be dedicated to the baby, Mike, and me and our feelings, worries, and new life.
We'll start it on day 64 (week 9, day 2) ...
I'm going to say that the best part about being pregnant is how frequently you have to go to the restroom. I mean, I go right before a meeting and half way through I'm already dying to go again. I'm quite used to this though because I've always had to go quite a bit but not this much. I can no longer make it through the whole night without getting up either. I wake up, try to pretend that I don't actually have to go, dream about going, and finally wake up to face the spiders and demons that lurk in our apartment on the way to the bathroom.
Day 63 was a pretty crazy day ...
I woke up and decided to take another pregnancy test. It had been about 3 weeks since the last time I took one so I figured I should try again. This one would bring my total to 5 pregnancy tests ... 4 of which had said negative but I knew it was lying. There was no reason for me to gain 5 pounds in one week, have complete 360 turn around mood swings, and to feel bloated most of the day. My visits to the restroom also increased quite a bit and my fatigue was incredible. One day, all I had to do was get up off the couch to drive 15 minutes away to turn in my time card to get paid ... it took me 2 hours to finally get myself up and by the time I arrived, I was too late to get paid. Bummer.
So the plan was to surprise Mikey with a positive test one evening when he would arrive home from school or work but the positive pregnancy test yesterday morning surprised me a lot more than I had expected. When I saw the positive lines, I said, "hmm, that's weird" and told Mike I'd show him later what I thought was weird. I lasted about 3 seconds until I had to show him how interesting I found it because I expected another negative.
Immediately following Mike's words of, "We're pregnant!" I burst into tears. You see, Mike and I have always had this great plan of waiting a couple of years to have a kid and the multiple negative pregnancy tests had led me to believe that we would be able to buy a house and then have kids ... looks like another one of my great plans failed. Although I do find it slightly humorous that God always lets me think that I can plan out my own life ...
I have been reading a lot these past couple of months about pregnancy because I knew it was coming. As much as I was prepared for the worry of being a new mother, I didn't realize it would hit as hard as it did yesterday. Although I still have 7 1/2 more months to prepare myself, it's still a scary realization. Mike and I always talk about different ideas we have to raise our children; I just didn't know I was going to be using them as soon as we will.
But all in all, I'm really excited. I think this will be a huge blessing to us and I'm excited to see what this little one is going to look like ... half Asian, half white. I am still hoping for black hair and blue eyes but I'm guessing it's just another one of those wishful thinking things.
This blog will be dedicated to the baby, Mike, and me and our feelings, worries, and new life.
We'll start it on day 64 (week 9, day 2) ...
I'm going to say that the best part about being pregnant is how frequently you have to go to the restroom. I mean, I go right before a meeting and half way through I'm already dying to go again. I'm quite used to this though because I've always had to go quite a bit but not this much. I can no longer make it through the whole night without getting up either. I wake up, try to pretend that I don't actually have to go, dream about going, and finally wake up to face the spiders and demons that lurk in our apartment on the way to the bathroom.
Day 63 was a pretty crazy day ...
I woke up and decided to take another pregnancy test. It had been about 3 weeks since the last time I took one so I figured I should try again. This one would bring my total to 5 pregnancy tests ... 4 of which had said negative but I knew it was lying. There was no reason for me to gain 5 pounds in one week, have complete 360 turn around mood swings, and to feel bloated most of the day. My visits to the restroom also increased quite a bit and my fatigue was incredible. One day, all I had to do was get up off the couch to drive 15 minutes away to turn in my time card to get paid ... it took me 2 hours to finally get myself up and by the time I arrived, I was too late to get paid. Bummer.
So the plan was to surprise Mikey with a positive test one evening when he would arrive home from school or work but the positive pregnancy test yesterday morning surprised me a lot more than I had expected. When I saw the positive lines, I said, "hmm, that's weird" and told Mike I'd show him later what I thought was weird. I lasted about 3 seconds until I had to show him how interesting I found it because I expected another negative.
Immediately following Mike's words of, "We're pregnant!" I burst into tears. You see, Mike and I have always had this great plan of waiting a couple of years to have a kid and the multiple negative pregnancy tests had led me to believe that we would be able to buy a house and then have kids ... looks like another one of my great plans failed. Although I do find it slightly humorous that God always lets me think that I can plan out my own life ...
I have been reading a lot these past couple of months about pregnancy because I knew it was coming. As much as I was prepared for the worry of being a new mother, I didn't realize it would hit as hard as it did yesterday. Although I still have 7 1/2 more months to prepare myself, it's still a scary realization. Mike and I always talk about different ideas we have to raise our children; I just didn't know I was going to be using them as soon as we will.
But all in all, I'm really excited. I think this will be a huge blessing to us and I'm excited to see what this little one is going to look like ... half Asian, half white. I am still hoping for black hair and blue eyes but I'm guessing it's just another one of those wishful thinking things.
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