an alien sea monkey! with a heart beat!
things are progressing well. we got our official prenatal info and lecture from the OB. he's pretty cool and laid back about everything. he did say that i cannot exceed 150bpm heart rate while working out, which (since i'm only kinda sorta conditioned) means almost no real jogging for me since i hit 160 when hardly pushing at all. i might need to change my workout music from fergie to yanni.
and i got all my food restrictions and such....which just made me hungry, so we went out to a VERY FANCY dinner at opus one in downtown detroit. it was delicious and a good way to celebrate our new parasite.
i've been feeling pretty rough the last few days. lemon drops are my lifesavers. i suck on 2-3 at a time. they don't last long enough to cover me through a whole case, so please be on the lookout for ever-lasting gobstopper type sour candy. smells are still the worse. an awful skunk smell woke me up last night (but in my stupor i thought it was garlic. and, of course, blamed robb) and i couldn't go back to sleep...i more or less fled the house this morning to get away from it.
sigh. in theory this nausea will all end in a matter of weeks. (but how many hours is that from NOW? (whine)).
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Get the Scientists Working on It.
sarah is 8 weeks pregnant. which means she's nauseous all the time, and she can't predict what will smell or taste good to her. more than once she has flown off the handle about things i can't even smell. (and i swear it doesn't offend me when she asks me to brush my teeth.)
and i have to wait another month to tell people about it. i mean our friends, my co-workers, our bible study group. people. i'm a little impatient, too.
so i think we need to get the top scientists working on a way to truncate pregnancy to six weeks. from conception to birth, let's make it as short as necessary. i mean, we need some time to start and finish a couple projects around the house. we need to rake in some loot via baby showers. everyone does. but it's making me nuts that it's making her nuts that we have to wait for nine months.
(at this point it's probably time to cue the laughter from people who've already had children. no doubt they recommend we enjoy our childfree days as long as we can.)
robb.
and i have to wait another month to tell people about it. i mean our friends, my co-workers, our bible study group. people. i'm a little impatient, too.
so i think we need to get the top scientists working on a way to truncate pregnancy to six weeks. from conception to birth, let's make it as short as necessary. i mean, we need some time to start and finish a couple projects around the house. we need to rake in some loot via baby showers. everyone does. but it's making me nuts that it's making her nuts that we have to wait for nine months.
(at this point it's probably time to cue the laughter from people who've already had children. no doubt they recommend we enjoy our childfree days as long as we can.)
robb.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Well, Better....
so today i felt awesome. was called in for a case at 4am but didn't have to be there until 5:45, so that wasn't too much sleep debt. and then low and behold no real nausea and i had an appetite and could eat a range of things.
but then this afternoon i sat in the office and could feel emergency coming to my lips and, sure enough, i retched and blew in the bathroom. and so begins. i so far certainly wouldn't describe this as "morning sickness." it's more like 'all day sickness' or 'random mid-afternoon episodes sickness.' but as soon as it was over, i felt good again. i came home and slept for a few hrs and now am feeling fine and ate a good dinner that the precious made for me (homemade spaghetti sauce- yum!).
but then this afternoon i sat in the office and could feel emergency coming to my lips and, sure enough, i retched and blew in the bathroom. and so begins. i so far certainly wouldn't describe this as "morning sickness." it's more like 'all day sickness' or 'random mid-afternoon episodes sickness.' but as soon as it was over, i felt good again. i came home and slept for a few hrs and now am feeling fine and ate a good dinner that the precious made for me (homemade spaghetti sauce- yum!).
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Just How Ass-y Do I Feel?
pretty darn. could be worse, but up until 3 days ago i was all cocky like "this pregnancy thing isn't so bad. i don't know why everyone complains so much..." i think i get it now. i'm not throwing up or passing out or drained of energy and stuck on the couch. i've been working without much difficulty, even running regularly (although slowly and with much mental and physical resistance).
but i feel like i have the flu or an awful hangover all the time. nothing sounds good. things i was craving last week (deli salads, pickles) i can't even look at now without retching. everything smells bad. all a variance on the feces theme. but i've found that as long as i keep my blood cracker level (BCL) pretty high, and think about deserts and rock formation and other totally dry, non-food like things, i do ok. i also chew gum or drink mint tea all day long. off of coffee, which wasn't nearly as painful as i was afraid it would be.
my reserves were tested twice today and i survived both times. once when that "death smell" robb kept noting coming from the kitchen turned out to be a bag of rancid potatoes that i carried, dripping toxic juice, across the floor to the trash, and the second time when the foul matter inside a patient's belly button so revolted a nurse that she threw the prep stuff at me and made me clean it out.
on that charming note, i'll sign off for now. thanks for enduring my life with me. :)
but i feel like i have the flu or an awful hangover all the time. nothing sounds good. things i was craving last week (deli salads, pickles) i can't even look at now without retching. everything smells bad. all a variance on the feces theme. but i've found that as long as i keep my blood cracker level (BCL) pretty high, and think about deserts and rock formation and other totally dry, non-food like things, i do ok. i also chew gum or drink mint tea all day long. off of coffee, which wasn't nearly as painful as i was afraid it would be.
my reserves were tested twice today and i survived both times. once when that "death smell" robb kept noting coming from the kitchen turned out to be a bag of rancid potatoes that i carried, dripping toxic juice, across the floor to the trash, and the second time when the foul matter inside a patient's belly button so revolted a nurse that she threw the prep stuff at me and made me clean it out.
on that charming note, i'll sign off for now. thanks for enduring my life with me. :)
But How Did This Happen?
well, when a boy and a girl love each other very much....
i wasn't always positive that i wanted kids. we went back and forth on the subject for many years. at one point in my early 20's i was convinced that globe trotting and a fat savings account were more important and mutually exclusive to progeny. and the robb went with me on this. more or less. and we did trot around the globe a bit and took advantage of sleeping in saturday mornings and running around Dtroit without a care in the world.
and we liked that. we did. we do. but gradually the idea of breeding started to have some appeal. and then last october on our romantic anniversary weekend up north, we sat and talked for a long time on a bench on the little traverse bay in petoskey and decided it was time. i'd finished school, we'd been married succesfully then for 6 yrs and were pretty sure it was going to "take." we didn't want to wait to age much more and we were then certain that we did, in fact, want to add to our little family. we just had a whole lot more love to give.
so we finally got around to 'pulling our goalie' in january. i hated and loathed being on 'free range hormones' off the pill, but persisted. i am extremely impatient and expected, nay demanded, that this happen immediately! right now! what's the wait! well, clearly, biology doesn't care what i think. i anxiously took about dozen prego tests a month just in case i'd missed something...? looking for that blasted 2nd blue line. i got frustrated enough that around june i declared to robb that if i weren't pregnant by the following january, i was going out and buying a convertible and a horse.
so i got a text from a friend on july 1st saying she'd had a dream that i was pregnant. she's a bit of a soothsayer, so i took a test on july 3rd. robb and i were both home from work for the holiday when the second little blue line popped up on the pee stick. i took another. and another the next day. just got darker and darker. and the symptoms started (see later post).
so that was 3 weeks ago. we're still tentatively excited, but it does seem that at least for now, things are happening! tra-la! when we told our families our good news (waaaaay too early if you're cautious and reasonable), they were all thrilled. it seems real now. really wild.
i wasn't always positive that i wanted kids. we went back and forth on the subject for many years. at one point in my early 20's i was convinced that globe trotting and a fat savings account were more important and mutually exclusive to progeny. and the robb went with me on this. more or less. and we did trot around the globe a bit and took advantage of sleeping in saturday mornings and running around Dtroit without a care in the world.
and we liked that. we did. we do. but gradually the idea of breeding started to have some appeal. and then last october on our romantic anniversary weekend up north, we sat and talked for a long time on a bench on the little traverse bay in petoskey and decided it was time. i'd finished school, we'd been married succesfully then for 6 yrs and were pretty sure it was going to "take." we didn't want to wait to age much more and we were then certain that we did, in fact, want to add to our little family. we just had a whole lot more love to give.
so we finally got around to 'pulling our goalie' in january. i hated and loathed being on 'free range hormones' off the pill, but persisted. i am extremely impatient and expected, nay demanded, that this happen immediately! right now! what's the wait! well, clearly, biology doesn't care what i think. i anxiously took about dozen prego tests a month just in case i'd missed something...? looking for that blasted 2nd blue line. i got frustrated enough that around june i declared to robb that if i weren't pregnant by the following january, i was going out and buying a convertible and a horse.
so i got a text from a friend on july 1st saying she'd had a dream that i was pregnant. she's a bit of a soothsayer, so i took a test on july 3rd. robb and i were both home from work for the holiday when the second little blue line popped up on the pee stick. i took another. and another the next day. just got darker and darker. and the symptoms started (see later post).
so that was 3 weeks ago. we're still tentatively excited, but it does seem that at least for now, things are happening! tra-la! when we told our families our good news (waaaaay too early if you're cautious and reasonable), they were all thrilled. it seems real now. really wild.
Friday, July 17, 2009
How Quickly Things Change
my wife and i have recently discovered that we're going to have a baby. we scheduled an 8-week ultrasound appointment with her OB/GYN. she's been sending me links to whattoexpect.com describing our baby's development and size. it's cute. and it's been really exciting and a lot of fun.
since she works in medicine, she has been guarding against the potential letdowns -- she aware of so many more ways a pregnancy can go wrong than i am -- so she's been referring to it as "the tissue" instead of "our baby" or "snow pea" as i am fond of. (she sent me an update when "the tissue" was the size of a snow pea.)
my heart kind of dropped yesterday: she sent me a text saying she had "cramps and some brown discharge. not good." so we went to the OB/GYN for a spontaneous 6-1/2 week ultrasound yesterday. it's not my body that is changing, so it's naturally been a little more difficult to understand that there's a baby growing inside her. nevertheless, i was prepared for disappointment. and a lot of time holding each other and being sad together.
the second i saw it on the ultrasound, i knew exactly what it was. a little fluttering on the monitor. a heartbeat. the doctor showed us and said it's a heartbeat, even though, "it's not really a heart, but more a cardiac tunnel." he also showed us the yolk sac upon which the snow pea is feeding. but our baby is fine. we're going to tell our parents tonight after we aborted our plans to tell them last night.
robb.
since she works in medicine, she has been guarding against the potential letdowns -- she aware of so many more ways a pregnancy can go wrong than i am -- so she's been referring to it as "the tissue" instead of "our baby" or "snow pea" as i am fond of. (she sent me an update when "the tissue" was the size of a snow pea.)
my heart kind of dropped yesterday: she sent me a text saying she had "cramps and some brown discharge. not good." so we went to the OB/GYN for a spontaneous 6-1/2 week ultrasound yesterday. it's not my body that is changing, so it's naturally been a little more difficult to understand that there's a baby growing inside her. nevertheless, i was prepared for disappointment. and a lot of time holding each other and being sad together.
the second i saw it on the ultrasound, i knew exactly what it was. a little fluttering on the monitor. a heartbeat. the doctor showed us and said it's a heartbeat, even though, "it's not really a heart, but more a cardiac tunnel." he also showed us the yolk sac upon which the snow pea is feeding. but our baby is fine. we're going to tell our parents tonight after we aborted our plans to tell them last night.
robb.
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