My Baby Loves Barbershop

Last night at chorus rehearsal, Nellie was being very quiet. We have a little event coming up this weekend and were running through our repertoire. The first song we started singing was “Blue Skies”, and once we got going I felt her kicking and wiggling around. I loved it! She kept kicking during the entire rehearsal and only calmed down once we had stopped singing. I have a barbershop baby!

DH and I were lying in bed last night, and I was on my side. He had his hand on my belly when all of a sudden I felt a nice little kick. He gasped out loud, and I said, “Did you feel her??” and he said yes. It was really awesome! Later after he had gone to sleep, I was laying on my side with my arm draped over my belly like I usually do when I felt a big POP on my arm. I also felt it from the inside, and I knew that it was my little girl kicking me. I gasped out loud and DH stirred a little bit but didn’t wake up. I went to sleep with a huge smile on my face.

For your enjoyment, here’s the cutest video ever created:

Cranky Pants

I am in a mood today. I swear, these hormones have just grabbed ahold of me and made me their bitch.

I started off the day in a really good mood. A great mood, even. Then once I started working, it slowly went downhill from there. I think that I’m stressing out about money and work, and it’s all just poisoning my system with cranky feelings and general blah.

I’ve been sitting here trying to get my work done, and every single interaction I’ve had with someone other than my husband has gotten on my nerves today. I just want to shut myself off in a room and make everyone leave me the hell alone. I’m trying very hard to stop feeling so stressed and just relax, because stress isn’t good for the baby girl. I don’t want her feeling her mommy’s stress, worry and woes… Only her mommy’s positive energy and love. I guess I just have to remind myself that everyone’s entitled to their “down” days, and I need to stop being so hard on myself. I’m looking forward to this day being over with.

I’m not getting a lot of sleep, and I think that’s a factor, too. My body and mind are both very tired.

23 Weeks – Baby Mango

Turn on the radio and sway to the music. With her sense of movement well developed by now, your baby can feel you dance. And now that she’s more than 11 inches long and weighs just over a pound (about as much as a large mango), you may be able to see her squirm underneath your clothes. Blood vessels in her lungs are developing to prepare for breathing, and the sounds that your baby’s increasingly keen ears pick up are preparing her for entry into the outside world. Loud noises that become familiar now — such as your dog barking or the roar of the vacuum cleaner — probably won’t faze her when she hears them outside the womb.


Trickle Trickle

I am relatively certain that it’s never going to stop raining! I don’t know about where you are in the country/world, but here it’s been raining for a week. I can’t remember a time within the last 7 days that I looked outside my window and didn’t see some form of drizzle; or at least a threat of rain.
Our weekend was good. We went for a walk at our complex’s gym Saturday morning, had lunch with my brother-in-law and went searching for costumes for him to wear at his haunted house. My brother-in-law produces the Ruby Falls Haunted Cavern along with his business partner, and he plays a character in it on some nights so he was looking for the perfect costume. After that we headed back home and I took a nice nap. We didn’t do much the rest of the evening; watched movies, played Rummy (DH kicked my butt) and poker (again, butt kicking) and watched some SNL. Yesterday we hit up the market and went browsing for a white shirt for my chorus’s little show on Saturday…. It was harder than it seems, because I wanted to find the perfect shirt. Very few button-downs fit over my belly and I didn’t want to pay a whole lot so we looked at Goodwill, Wal-Mart and Marshall’s. I ended up settling for one that didn’t button down. When we got home I was EXHAUSTED. Absolutely beat. I didn’t want to take a nap, because I knew it would screw with my sleep so we lounged around and had a Coen Brothers movie fest. We watched Raising Arizona, the Big Lebowski, O Brother Where Art Thou and started Fargo. We watched some of the Emmys, and hit the hay around 11:00.

It’s billing time at work today. I’m the billing person; it’s what I do. It’s very tedious and tiresome work. It’s entirely on a computer but requires a lot of concentration and working on Excel. By the end of the first day my brain feels like pudding. I have been thinking a lot about my job, and wondering if maybe my company would be willing to let me work from home at least part of the time after the baby comes. Being a SAHM like I really want isn’t feasible right now and won’t be unless DH gets a good, steady job with health insurance by the time Nellie gets here. He and I have been discussing our options a lot and I had just thought of maybe trying to WAHM if my company would be willing to work with me. I feel like I’m a valuable enough person on this team to compromise with, so we’ll just see how it goes.

I really can’t argue with the fact that my health insurance is good. I just got a claim statement from my insurance; if I hadn’t had coverage my last visit ALONE would have been over $500. But since I’m covered, we are only going to have to pay about $30 out of pocket for this past visit. That’s pretty amazing. Seeing what we would have to pay without insurance has been staggering.

I’ve been getting very poor quality sleep lately. I wake up several times to pee, and if it’s not that then it’s the hip pain. Or my arm falling asleep. Or indigestion. I guess my body is just preparing me for the lack of sleep a newborn brings, heh heh.

Anyway. That’s the weekend update… My weekend is never long enough!

Oh yeah… I’m 23w1d. We have less than one week until Viability. :)

Pregnancy’s Newest Trick

So now that I’ve lived through the morning sickness and have had a brief “pregnancy reprieve”, it seems that my body is hellbent on making me pay for those weeks of wonder where I could eat anything I wanted without consequence.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen I am now suffering from the worst constipation, indigestion and heartburn known to mankind. I never knew such discomfort was possible. Everything – and I do mean EVERYTHING – I eat gives me heartburn. And indigestion. It makes me uncomfortable, it makes my back hurt (and itch, which I don’t understand) and makes it hard for me to sleep.

I ate lunch at around 12:00 yesterday, and did not eat for the rest of the day because I still felt full, and uncomfortable from the lunch. For the record, I had a cheeseburger and a salad. Even now I am not hungry. I grabbed a bottle of generic Colace from the store (which is a stool softener) but have yet to use it. Colace is on my doctor’s approved list of medicines to take but when I went to it says the active ingredient in Colace is a grade C drug. According to the website, a grade C drug means:
Either studies in animals have revealed adverse effects on the fetus (teratogenic or embryocidal or other) and there are no controlled studies in women, or studies in women and animals are not available. Drugs should be given only if the potential benefit justifies the potential risk to the fetus.
Er, that doesn’t really sound like something I want to play with. Maybe I’ll just pick up some other kind of stool softener and try that one out???

Yesterday baby girl was very quiet. I have given countless women on message boards advice on how to calm down at this stage of pregnancy, telling them that movement right now is still very sporadic because the little one is still relatively small. I spout out information that I’ve read on the internet about how you can’t expect to feel regular, consistent movement until about 25-28 weeks or so. And yet, when my baby girl hadn’t popped or squirmed all morning and early afternoon I found myself in the same little pit of worry. I kept trying to reassure myself that 23 weeks is till too early for reliable, consistent movement. I even Googled it to further ease my mind.

I took a nap around 3:00 yesterday and woke up at 5. I was sitting on the couch, and she began kicking and moving about. I immediately felt better. For the rest of the evening, I felt her “popping” about in there and my mind was put to ease.

I’m actually looking forward to the uncomfortable, jabbing pokes and kicks that I’ve heard come in later pregnancy. When I can feel a little foot lodged someplace it ought not be, I will probably wince in pain but smile as well. The days when I can see my belly move from the force of her kicks aren’t too far off, and I can’t wait for them to get here.