Well folks... I'm officially halfway there. Halfway to the unknown is what it really feels like. When I was pregnant with Tru I focused so much on the pregnancy and getting through that I felt like when he was actually born and here I was hit in the head with a 4x4. I didn't have a clue what to do with a baby!!! I'm trying to not be as blindsided this time. I'm trying to prepare myself for the sleepless nights, tons of diapers, and everything else that comes with a newborn (and a toddler)... halfway there.
I have so many random thoughts going through my mind right now... here is a little of what's going on over here...
- I had another ultra sound yesterday. From what the ultra sound tech could see, there was no sign of the tear or hemorrhage anymore. There is still a little bit of stuff in there that will either reabsorb or come out, but this is such great news!!! I'm so glad that it's pretty much over. I still need to be careful, the doctor says that my risk of pre-term labor or the placenta detaching early is increased because of this problem so they are going to do an ultra sound every month until the baby is born just to keep an eye on things.
-I really like my doctor. I'm so glad that I switched and picked this new doctor and didn't go back to the one I had with Tru. Something I like about his office is that he has a lot of medical students doing their OB rotations there. So when he comes into talk to me he says the normal stuff and then he turns to the student and explains it in more depth. I really like that. Yesterday's visit was interesting. He asked how I was doing, how it all was going... then he turned to the student and said, "This girl has had a pretty impressive hemorrhage. I usually only see them that severe about once or twice a year." I thought that was interesting because he has always told me that this was pretty common, that it happens and not to worry too much about it. But I felt really dumb that I kept calling him and coming in week after week freaking out. I don't feel so dumb now about freaking out since he explained it as "pretty impressive."
- I really wish that I was one of those girls who had a cute little basketball tummy and still looked cute... it's not going to happen. I'm coming to terms with the fact that I'm getting enormous and there isn't much I can do about it. I'm eating healthy (oatmeal for breakfast, sandwich for lunch... very sensible.) I can't exercise, so that's kind of tossed out the window. I've already gained 20 lbs... yikes! My goal is to not get as big as I was with Tru, but in reality, the goal is to have a healthy baby. So if that means gaining another 40+ lbs, I'll deal with it later...
- I've been nesting like crazy!!! Nesting, spring fever, whatever you want to call it, it's hit me hard. I'm doing as much as I possibly can without over doing it. I'm mainly working on organizing everything in my house and trying to get the boys room put together. Last night I got new shelving put up in the spare bedroom closet for food storage. Next is painting the dresser for the boys... then their room...
- My car still stinks. It's changed from a rotten milk smell to a mildew smell. It's gross. I think that we got the milk taken care of but now all the other stuff we put on there is smelling. I'm very close to just ripping out the carpet, but I don't want to do that because the car is only a year old!!!!!
- I'm getting tired of hearing about the swine flu... Did you know that about 800 people a week die from the regular flu. Not the swine flu, but the regular old flu!!! Half a million people in the world this year will die from the flu! It's good to be precautious, and it has been a wake up call to me to get more serious about food storage... but come on!
- Our next door neighbor died a week ago. She was an older lady with cancer, I don't think that she had any kids or had been married before. She had a few cats... they were her kids. We tried to get to know her, but it was hard because we were very different and that was obvious from the beginning. We had her over for Christmas Eve dinner and I was really worried about how it would go, but it was a really nice evening. She brought us some wine... it's still sitting on our counter. I guess I wont feel bad about throwing it out now and her seeing it in the dumpster. She taught at the college and liked to call Tru a "male primate." Pretty sure I've never had anyone else call my little boy that before. I feel bad that she didn't really have any family.
Well, that's it for now...
11 comments:
Meg...you don't know how much all of this means to me. I feel like we are more and more alike. If that is scary to you, I am sorry. I admire you as a person and find you very real. I would love to help you with the boy's room, please don't think I am too busy to help. I love you babe and we'll workout together after little brother comes. Love you lots!
Cook with the wine!
You look adorable!!
I love a good thought dump :)
you look so beautiful!
Purple Moon Shiraz is sold at Trader Joes. (I just looked it up...) Don't you have one of those right there? You could probably take it back.
That is such great news! I'm so glad things are going well and that your pregnancy is going along smoothly.
That is really great news that things are looking better with the pregnancy issue...I have been thinking about you lately so thanks for the update. And, I agree with Mindy...you are so real and I love that. I hope the next 20 weeks speeds on by!
so the wine made you guys different? I dont get it? Mormons drive me nuts.
Sorry, guess I didn't explain the differences. The main differences I was referring too were differences in opinion as to how our HOA was being run, also political stuff. She's a very left wing liberal and liked to get into big ole' conversations about such things... which is fine, but not something I care to hash out over Christmas Eve dinner. She also claimed to be Obamas long lost sister from her adoptive family in Africa... I just never really understood her. I really don't think that she even knew we were mormon, hence the gift of wine... which we graciously accepted. Doesn't mean that I care to drink it. So no it wasn't the wine that made us different.
I'm sorry that mormons drive you nuts. You really don't have to read my blog if me being a mormon "drives you nuts". I think that it's sad when people judge and categorize others based on their religious choices. I think that you miss out on getting to know really great people in this world when you do that. I agree that some mormons are very set in their ridged ways... I try really hard not to fit into that stereotype honestly.
People who make anonymous comments drive me nuts.
Maybe the anonymous person would like your wine! At least have the courage to say who you are if you are going to make judgments.
P.S. I think your belly is ADORABLE and looks like a little basketball to me! Besides, you were TINY after you were done with Tru, I wouldn't worry about it much! You're amazing!
To the anonymous person, honestly. Don't jump to conclusions too quick, otherwise you just look/sound dumb. You assume too quickly to twist the story to however you want it to read.
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