Christmas was great! We had a lot of fun with friends and at my big family gathering on Christmas day. It has been wonderful to be at home and relax this week. Wolf and I are both off until Monday the 5th and we are attempting to be productive while we are home. The big mission for the week is our storage room. It is waaaaay out of control. Wolf started on it already and has made a lot of progress but there is still a lot to do. He is very sick with a terrible sinus infection so that project is on hold till his antibiotics kick in.
Baby Wolf is "Blueberry" this week. Blueberry is making his?/her? presence more known each day. I am increasingly sleepy and sicky feeling. I feel like I am going through some sort of cracked out pms, my emotions are all over the charts. I am also slowly beginning to outgrow my clothes..already.It's all good though because in 7 months, I get a baby!
For your entertainment, here are a couple of strange things that will make you laugh that have been preggo induced.
1. I cried when I woke up one morning and there was no ginger ale left. Generally, i average about one or two cries per year. I feel that this average may go up in '09.
2. I began to cry when one of my co-workers gave a me a blanket for the baby that has monkeys all over it, I love monkeys!
3. I hate chocolate all of a sudden.Tragic! I miss my peanut butter cups.
4. I want to eat subway everyday.
5. I am craving alchohol, but not giving in.
6. I wake up to pee several times a night.
I am sure I will continue to add to this list as we go along.
I am hoping to steer clear of this yucky sinus infection so that I can make good use of the rest of the week. We shall see how that goes!
Happy almost New Year!
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Merry Christmas!
This will be short because I have many things to do! I went and had my third sonogram today and it was very exciting! Last week, they could only see the sack and not the baby or anything. Today, I saw my tiny little lentil sized baby and the heartbeat!!
This all means that my baby is in the right place and is currently healthy:).
Little Lentil totally made my Christmas today.
Thanks God for such an incredible present.
I hope you all have a wonderful and blessed holiday. I have been thinking a lot about how grateful I am for the beautiful people in my life and I am so excited to spend the holidays with my family and friends that I love so much.
I feel truly blessed.
Thank you to all of you who have been encouraging me and praying for us. It means a lot to me and I have definitely felt deeply cared for.
I will be blogging again soon after Christmas:)
This all means that my baby is in the right place and is currently healthy:).
Little Lentil totally made my Christmas today.
Thanks God for such an incredible present.
I hope you all have a wonderful and blessed holiday. I have been thinking a lot about how grateful I am for the beautiful people in my life and I am so excited to spend the holidays with my family and friends that I love so much.
I feel truly blessed.
Thank you to all of you who have been encouraging me and praying for us. It means a lot to me and I have definitely felt deeply cared for.
I will be blogging again soon after Christmas:)
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Sesame!
Our little Poppy has already grown into a Sesame! Little Sesame and I have had quite a week.
Last Sunday is when I found out I was pregnant, so that obviously was very exciting and happy. Monday, I called the Dr. to tell him I was pregnant and let him know that I have been having a lot of abdominal pain for a couple weeks. I thought this was pretty normal because the whole reason I checked to see if I was pregnant was because my mom had similar pain during the beginning of her first pregnancy. Apparently, its not so normal and is alarming for a person like me with endometriosis. So, I was sent to the ER (aka-my home away from home). We got there around 11 am and I seriously wasn't super worried about anything, my body is weird so I expect my pregnancy to be weird. It wasn't until two hours later when I spoke to the Triage nurse that I began to be concerned.
MTN= mean triage nurse.
MTN: So you have been having some cramping?
Me: Yes
MTN: And I see you have a history of endometriosis
Me: Yes
MTN: And you're pregnant?
Me:Yes
MTN: Well that could mean you have an ectopic pregnancy.
Me: What's that?
MTN: Oh well its potentially fatal for you and there's nothing they can do for the baby.it's when the baby is growing somewhere other than inside your uterus. If its not caught in time, it will rupture.
Me: Ummm ok....
MTN: Ok, go ahead and go back to the waiting room and we'll call you when we're ready for your sonogram.
What has happened to bedside manner?At this point, my heart was pounding and I was starting to feel heart broken. How the heck can this woman make such a presumption after checking my temperature and blood pressure and asking a couple questions??
So, we waited...and waited...for a long time. Then another hour and a half later, I get called back for the ultrasound. The tech told me that sometimes she can see and sometimes she cant, so I kept asking her if she saw anything and all she said was "no" and "have you had any bleeding??". Then I was shipped back into the waiting room and I was barely holding it together. I cannot believe how much I already loved this poppy seed sized kiddo that I had only known existed for less than 24 hours. I really felt discouraged and so incredibly sad.
We waited for another 2 hours and got called for some more tests. MTN was just as cheery and encouraging as ever and it was becoming more and more difficult to hold myself together.
Meanwhile, my peaceful and sweet husband was a rock. He kept reminding me that God is in control and that all we can do is trust Him. He definitely kept me sane.
Finally around 5 I got called into a room by a wonderful nurse who was a friend of a friend. That was like a present from Jesus Himself. She was so incredibly kind and encouraging and excited for my baby instead of assuming the worst. The Dr. came in soon after that and basically told me it could be tons of different things but that its too early to tell. Then I went home.
I continued having increasing pain, pain like I have never before experienced and my fear continued to grow. Then, Thursday came around...the Hospital called and said this, "Hi, when you were in here on monday, your pee looked normal but it turns out that you have a bad bladder infection".
Huh, welp that was a relief! A wee bit annoyed at how things were handled, but mostly relieved. This is definitely the first and probably only time I will ever be happy to have a UTI.
My own lovely Dr. is not overly concerned and his instincts are that things are gonna be ok, but he's obviously keeping a close watch on things.
Good and important lessons learned after this roller coaster kind of week:
God is good, and He is so much bigger than me.
I need to have more faith.
Worry, fear, and anxiety are not helpful.
God hears me and responds in His way and time.
My husband is absolutely perfect for me.
I have an unbelievably amazing group of friends.
I gotta learn to trust God daily with the little things so that I am in good practice for the big things that come along.
Alrighty, I have gone on for long enough.
Keep on praying for little Sesame, whose heart will start to beat this week!
Last Sunday is when I found out I was pregnant, so that obviously was very exciting and happy. Monday, I called the Dr. to tell him I was pregnant and let him know that I have been having a lot of abdominal pain for a couple weeks. I thought this was pretty normal because the whole reason I checked to see if I was pregnant was because my mom had similar pain during the beginning of her first pregnancy. Apparently, its not so normal and is alarming for a person like me with endometriosis. So, I was sent to the ER (aka-my home away from home). We got there around 11 am and I seriously wasn't super worried about anything, my body is weird so I expect my pregnancy to be weird. It wasn't until two hours later when I spoke to the Triage nurse that I began to be concerned.
MTN= mean triage nurse.
MTN: So you have been having some cramping?
Me: Yes
MTN: And I see you have a history of endometriosis
Me: Yes
MTN: And you're pregnant?
Me:Yes
MTN: Well that could mean you have an ectopic pregnancy.
Me: What's that?
MTN: Oh well its potentially fatal for you and there's nothing they can do for the baby.it's when the baby is growing somewhere other than inside your uterus. If its not caught in time, it will rupture.
Me: Ummm ok....
MTN: Ok, go ahead and go back to the waiting room and we'll call you when we're ready for your sonogram.
What has happened to bedside manner?At this point, my heart was pounding and I was starting to feel heart broken. How the heck can this woman make such a presumption after checking my temperature and blood pressure and asking a couple questions??
So, we waited...and waited...for a long time. Then another hour and a half later, I get called back for the ultrasound. The tech told me that sometimes she can see and sometimes she cant, so I kept asking her if she saw anything and all she said was "no" and "have you had any bleeding??". Then I was shipped back into the waiting room and I was barely holding it together. I cannot believe how much I already loved this poppy seed sized kiddo that I had only known existed for less than 24 hours. I really felt discouraged and so incredibly sad.
We waited for another 2 hours and got called for some more tests. MTN was just as cheery and encouraging as ever and it was becoming more and more difficult to hold myself together.
Meanwhile, my peaceful and sweet husband was a rock. He kept reminding me that God is in control and that all we can do is trust Him. He definitely kept me sane.
Finally around 5 I got called into a room by a wonderful nurse who was a friend of a friend. That was like a present from Jesus Himself. She was so incredibly kind and encouraging and excited for my baby instead of assuming the worst. The Dr. came in soon after that and basically told me it could be tons of different things but that its too early to tell. Then I went home.
I continued having increasing pain, pain like I have never before experienced and my fear continued to grow. Then, Thursday came around...the Hospital called and said this, "Hi, when you were in here on monday, your pee looked normal but it turns out that you have a bad bladder infection".
Huh, welp that was a relief! A wee bit annoyed at how things were handled, but mostly relieved. This is definitely the first and probably only time I will ever be happy to have a UTI.
My own lovely Dr. is not overly concerned and his instincts are that things are gonna be ok, but he's obviously keeping a close watch on things.
Good and important lessons learned after this roller coaster kind of week:
God is good, and He is so much bigger than me.
I need to have more faith.
Worry, fear, and anxiety are not helpful.
God hears me and responds in His way and time.
My husband is absolutely perfect for me.
I have an unbelievably amazing group of friends.
I gotta learn to trust God daily with the little things so that I am in good practice for the big things that come along.
Alrighty, I have gone on for long enough.
Keep on praying for little Sesame, whose heart will start to beat this week!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Poppy, not to be mistaken with poopy
It's been a month since I have blogged. There just wasn't a whole lot to write about.
The past couple of months have been pretty nuts. I have had four surgeries in 5 years for a condition I have called Endometriosis. It's a girly disease. I have an unusually aggressive form of this and it enjoys to attack my internal organs. There are not a whole lot of treatments, and after my last surgery in October, my doctor told me I had two options for treatment to avoid serious and potentially life threatening complications.Ready for the options??
1. Menopause- they put you on drugs for 6-9 months that throw you into artificial menopause. I have already done this and my body reacted horrendously to the drugs, to the point where I could not physically function in everyday life.It was hands down the worst 9 months of my life. The only difference this time, is that they have a new drug that is paired with it, which increases the side effects. What fun!
2. Get pregnant by August 09
So, we opted to try for the baby.
I guess this was the right time, because after our first month of trying... I am pregnant!
Four weeks. It's so early that anything could happen, but I am (trying really hard) to trust God with our little baby who is currently the size of a Poppy Seed. We have decided to call the baby whatever its being compared to in size that week. Week 4 is poppy seed week.
I am considered a high risk pregnancy because of all my issues, so I am being closely monitored by my wonderful doctor. I think he was my favorite person to tell. He is very sweet, but not the most emotional man. When he walked in to see me today, he was beaming! I would even go as far as to say that he was giddy with joy. He then proceeded to tell me how we "didn't waste any time", and "i am so happy" and "i am so proud of you guys!". He walked me through my records and surgeries and explained in detail why it is so wonderful that I am going to have a baby.
I have to get blood tests twice a week, sonograms once a week, and a doctor visit weekly until he is satisfied that its all good. Apparently I am also on a special"list" of people who if they call, they get put through to my dr. at any time of day, no matter what. So, as crazy as this all is, I feel well taken care of.
I know most people like to wait a while before they tell people they are pregnant to make sure that everything's ok, and I totally understand why. However for me, that doesn't work. First, because I am not good at keeping happy secrets, and also, being so high risk, I want the people I care about to know and pray for our baby and for us as soon as possible! If we have to go through something hard, we will be glad to have amazing family and friends in our lives to walk and pray us through it.
Telling people has been my favorite part.
here are some of my favorite reactions...
"You're pregnant? How'd that happen??"
" What did you say? I don't think I heard you... No, you're playing a mean trick on me...no you're pulling my leg"-mom
"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
-i will give you one guess who that was, anyone?
We are so overjoyed and so thankful for this. Thanks to all of you who have already been praying for us and with us. Thanks for all the encouragement and excitement. We feel really loved. Please keep praying for Poppy and for us as we begin this crazy new adventure. Feel free to give any advice you might have to share!
I will let ya know what Poppy's name is next week:).
The past couple of months have been pretty nuts. I have had four surgeries in 5 years for a condition I have called Endometriosis. It's a girly disease. I have an unusually aggressive form of this and it enjoys to attack my internal organs. There are not a whole lot of treatments, and after my last surgery in October, my doctor told me I had two options for treatment to avoid serious and potentially life threatening complications.Ready for the options??
1. Menopause- they put you on drugs for 6-9 months that throw you into artificial menopause. I have already done this and my body reacted horrendously to the drugs, to the point where I could not physically function in everyday life.It was hands down the worst 9 months of my life. The only difference this time, is that they have a new drug that is paired with it, which increases the side effects. What fun!
2. Get pregnant by August 09
So, we opted to try for the baby.
I guess this was the right time, because after our first month of trying... I am pregnant!
Four weeks. It's so early that anything could happen, but I am (trying really hard) to trust God with our little baby who is currently the size of a Poppy Seed. We have decided to call the baby whatever its being compared to in size that week. Week 4 is poppy seed week.
I am considered a high risk pregnancy because of all my issues, so I am being closely monitored by my wonderful doctor. I think he was my favorite person to tell. He is very sweet, but not the most emotional man. When he walked in to see me today, he was beaming! I would even go as far as to say that he was giddy with joy. He then proceeded to tell me how we "didn't waste any time", and "i am so happy" and "i am so proud of you guys!". He walked me through my records and surgeries and explained in detail why it is so wonderful that I am going to have a baby.
I have to get blood tests twice a week, sonograms once a week, and a doctor visit weekly until he is satisfied that its all good. Apparently I am also on a special"list" of people who if they call, they get put through to my dr. at any time of day, no matter what. So, as crazy as this all is, I feel well taken care of.
I know most people like to wait a while before they tell people they are pregnant to make sure that everything's ok, and I totally understand why. However for me, that doesn't work. First, because I am not good at keeping happy secrets, and also, being so high risk, I want the people I care about to know and pray for our baby and for us as soon as possible! If we have to go through something hard, we will be glad to have amazing family and friends in our lives to walk and pray us through it.
Telling people has been my favorite part.
here are some of my favorite reactions...
"You're pregnant? How'd that happen??"
" What did you say? I don't think I heard you... No, you're playing a mean trick on me...no you're pulling my leg"-mom
"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
-i will give you one guess who that was, anyone?
We are so overjoyed and so thankful for this. Thanks to all of you who have already been praying for us and with us. Thanks for all the encouragement and excitement. We feel really loved. Please keep praying for Poppy and for us as we begin this crazy new adventure. Feel free to give any advice you might have to share!
I will let ya know what Poppy's name is next week:).
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Oh the Quirkiness
OK, Here is my list of quirky things.
I cannot promise I am going to limit myself to 7.
1. I have a bit of a procedure for eating Klondike bars. First, I have to crack all the chocolate with a spoon. The I eat all the chocolate part except the bottom layer. I finally eat the ice cream with that bottom layer of chocolate.
2. I hate nails that are longer than my skin. I don't like the way if feels to touch something with my nail and I don't like people to touch my nails if they are too long. Surprisingly, I do enjoy manicures.
3. I like digital numbers to be even, like the volume control on a radio or tv. It will bother me to leave it on 11, I bump it to either 10 or 12.
4. If I am eating a candy, like skittles or M&M's, I need to have an even number on each side of my mouth.
5. I like the smell of vacuuming.
6. I really hate a certain part of the anatomy that starts with Ni and ends with les. I hate the word and the part itself. I wish they did not exist.
7. I am terrified of "animal people". It really creeps me out to see people dressed up like animals. Going to see CATS would be basically a nightmare for me.
8. I eat the pepperoni of my pizza first, then I eat the pizza.
9. When I eat bagels, I rip them into tiny pieces and then dip them into the cream cheese.
10. The smell of eggs makes me feel ill.
11. I don't eat the ends of things. Burgers and Bagels have ends to me.
12. I really don't like the word "urine". Really don't like it.
Ok, a nice even 12 things for me! Feel free to think I am officially crazy in case you didn't already know...
I cannot promise I am going to limit myself to 7.
1. I have a bit of a procedure for eating Klondike bars. First, I have to crack all the chocolate with a spoon. The I eat all the chocolate part except the bottom layer. I finally eat the ice cream with that bottom layer of chocolate.
2. I hate nails that are longer than my skin. I don't like the way if feels to touch something with my nail and I don't like people to touch my nails if they are too long. Surprisingly, I do enjoy manicures.
3. I like digital numbers to be even, like the volume control on a radio or tv. It will bother me to leave it on 11, I bump it to either 10 or 12.
4. If I am eating a candy, like skittles or M&M's, I need to have an even number on each side of my mouth.
5. I like the smell of vacuuming.
6. I really hate a certain part of the anatomy that starts with Ni and ends with les. I hate the word and the part itself. I wish they did not exist.
7. I am terrified of "animal people". It really creeps me out to see people dressed up like animals. Going to see CATS would be basically a nightmare for me.
8. I eat the pepperoni of my pizza first, then I eat the pizza.
9. When I eat bagels, I rip them into tiny pieces and then dip them into the cream cheese.
10. The smell of eggs makes me feel ill.
11. I don't eat the ends of things. Burgers and Bagels have ends to me.
12. I really don't like the word "urine". Really don't like it.
Ok, a nice even 12 things for me! Feel free to think I am officially crazy in case you didn't already know...
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Such a nerd...I have become
Today we got a very exciting new toy...it's a vacuum.That actually sucks things up and cleans things! We have had hand me down vacuums up to this point and recently I broke our remaining old and crusty canister by attempting to vacuum a rug that was way to thin and the thing tried to eat it instead of clean it.
I feel that I have reached a new stage in life, where the highlight of the month is that I have a new vacuum.
It really is cool though! I had no idea how much dog hair lived in our carpet, it's really quite gross.
I will not bore you with all the details, but I am quite thrilled about it.
We have a mouse in our house, most likely mice.... Wolf has only seen one, but I guess there's never really just one. At first, I only found his "evidence" in one particular spot in the pantry by the dog food. So I set up the friendly traps, the ones that will just trap them and not kill them so that I could catch our little furry and unwelcome guest and set him free in the meadows. I even named him Reepicheep after the warrior mouse from the Narnia books. Reepicheep is very sneaky. He comes to his spot and poops right next to the traps. Then I found the cracker that I had placed inside the trap, right next to the trap, he had somehow gotten it out and did not get imprisoned.
My mom got us a storage bin for Winnie's food so that it was less accessible but I think he is still interested in snacking from his traps. I was still ok as long as he stayed away from our food, I still had hope for a safe entrapment. Until last night. Terah was at my house and we discovered that he was not keeping to his little pantry spot, there was crap all behind our fridge and behind our hutch where we have our kitchen appliances on. Where he really crossed the line was in the cardboard box where my diet cokes are, we found poo. Which means he may have crawled on top of the cans. Which means, Reepicheep must die. You don't mess with Mary's diet coke. I washed all the cans, and Terah was amazing and vacuumed and mopped the floor and basically reorganized my kitchen, since I am not technically allowed to do those things right now.
The mouse poison is out. Hopefully the little mouse community that has been partying in my home will soon come to end.
Yes, I do realize that it is pathetic that it took violating my beverage of choice to come to this, but I am a sucker for things that are cute and fluffy.One day, once I convince Wolf, and we win the lottery, and it becomes legal in Maryland, I will have a pet monkey.Just a little one that I can train to do very helpful things and he wont throw his poo at people.Thats just not polite.
Let me know if you have any mouse eliminating tricks!
I feel that I have reached a new stage in life, where the highlight of the month is that I have a new vacuum.
It really is cool though! I had no idea how much dog hair lived in our carpet, it's really quite gross.
I will not bore you with all the details, but I am quite thrilled about it.
We have a mouse in our house, most likely mice.... Wolf has only seen one, but I guess there's never really just one. At first, I only found his "evidence" in one particular spot in the pantry by the dog food. So I set up the friendly traps, the ones that will just trap them and not kill them so that I could catch our little furry and unwelcome guest and set him free in the meadows. I even named him Reepicheep after the warrior mouse from the Narnia books. Reepicheep is very sneaky. He comes to his spot and poops right next to the traps. Then I found the cracker that I had placed inside the trap, right next to the trap, he had somehow gotten it out and did not get imprisoned.
My mom got us a storage bin for Winnie's food so that it was less accessible but I think he is still interested in snacking from his traps. I was still ok as long as he stayed away from our food, I still had hope for a safe entrapment. Until last night. Terah was at my house and we discovered that he was not keeping to his little pantry spot, there was crap all behind our fridge and behind our hutch where we have our kitchen appliances on. Where he really crossed the line was in the cardboard box where my diet cokes are, we found poo. Which means he may have crawled on top of the cans. Which means, Reepicheep must die. You don't mess with Mary's diet coke. I washed all the cans, and Terah was amazing and vacuumed and mopped the floor and basically reorganized my kitchen, since I am not technically allowed to do those things right now.
The mouse poison is out. Hopefully the little mouse community that has been partying in my home will soon come to end.
Yes, I do realize that it is pathetic that it took violating my beverage of choice to come to this, but I am a sucker for things that are cute and fluffy.One day, once I convince Wolf, and we win the lottery, and it becomes legal in Maryland, I will have a pet monkey.Just a little one that I can train to do very helpful things and he wont throw his poo at people.Thats just not polite.
Let me know if you have any mouse eliminating tricks!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Back!
It's been a little bit since my last post. Last Wednesday I had surgery and I have since been doing absolutely nothing! I don't think I have ever been so useless in my whole life. I am not supposed to lift anything over 5 pounds for 3 weeks.
It has been kind of like some sort of strange vacation. I love being home with Wolf all day and my family and friends have been amazing. My sweet mom did all our laundry (and it looked much better then when I do it), my sister who is nine months pregnant, came and cleaned our bathroom and organized some things. We have had food brought to us and company and I am so aware of how blessed I am with the amazing people that are in my life.
Thanks for all the "get well" notes and wishes and know that I so appreciate all you wonderful people. You made a yucky time a lot less yucky.
I don't really have much else to write about since I haven't really done anything.
I am going back to work next Wednesday, I am sure I will have more exciting thing's to share about then!
It has been kind of like some sort of strange vacation. I love being home with Wolf all day and my family and friends have been amazing. My sweet mom did all our laundry (and it looked much better then when I do it), my sister who is nine months pregnant, came and cleaned our bathroom and organized some things. We have had food brought to us and company and I am so aware of how blessed I am with the amazing people that are in my life.
Thanks for all the "get well" notes and wishes and know that I so appreciate all you wonderful people. You made a yucky time a lot less yucky.
I don't really have much else to write about since I haven't really done anything.
I am going back to work next Wednesday, I am sure I will have more exciting thing's to share about then!
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