Wednesday, August 29, 2012


This is my last week before the newest semester of school starts and I'm SCARED.

Last semester I did really well! I can't believe how awesome my GPA is in graduate school as compared to undergrad. Undergrad was good, but it wasn't as great as I'm doing now. I will say that I feel like I'm putting a lot more effort into my classes and I am enjoying them a lot too, which certainly helps.

Woo hoo! I'm inching toward a 3.9! And that's 32 completed credits of the 48 needed to graduate. Plus I will be taking additional specialization credits. If you can't tell, I am pretty proud of myself.

This semester scares me to death though, as I stated above. My schedule is making me VERY worried.

This doesn't even include that I work Sundays waitressing either 8-3 or 3-7:30. And the fact that I will also be scheduling therapy sessions with clients, probably on Tuesday or Thursday nights. I am trying to leave my Fridays totally empty if possible, but there is bound to be some homework involved in there.

The plus side is that the 2 specialization classes listed end in the middle of October. Whew. At least that will take some stress off of me. And since I'm pregnant, I'm waiting for my body to let me know when I've had enough of waitressing, so I don't imagine I'll be going all the way through December keeping that job either.

I just have to somehow stay sane for now. Breathe. I can do it.

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

It's a...

We are having a baby BOY!

We found out last week. It was an incredible moment to experience. My husband's face and reaction was priceless and adorable. He is so excited to be a daddy with a son.

I am 19 weeks this week, which means baby is the size of a mango. 8 and something odd ounces (pictures courtesy of
The past three days or so I've been feeling a lot more flutters and bubbles from my little wiggle worm. Mark even felt one the other night which was really cool! According to our ultrasound, baby is really measuring 5 days ahead, so maybe that's why I am feeling him better - he's probably bigger than a mango by now!

Friday, August 17, 2012

17 weeks

On Monday, I reached 17 weeks pregnant! 17 weeks feels like such a big number to me. Every week that passes by I keep thinking to myself - "WOW, I am getting so far along/getting so big/baby is getting so big. I can't imagine getting any bigger/baby getting bigger than this!" And every week we do grow more.

This week, baby is estimated to be the size of an onion!
If you think about those massive onions at the grocery store, that's pretty big. So you'd think that since I felt some movement last week I'd be feeling even more now...but I'm not. I've felt a bubble or two here and there but it isn't very definable. 

Yesterday I went to the OB's office for my monthly appointment. The baby's heart-rate was another 150 beats per minute. It was 150 at my last monthly appointment and 155 at our 12 week ultrasound. Pretty consistent, baby!

My weight jumped up quite a lot in this last month. According to the doctor's scale, I had gained 3 pounds in the first trimester. This month alone I've apparently gained 7! Now, I did just eat McDonald's for lunch before I showed up at the doctor. And all of my other appointments had been in the morning while this one was in the afternoon. But either way, the doctor told me it's okay to have a growth spurt around this time pregnancy. HOWEVER, you certainly wouldn't want to be putting on 7 pounds every month from now until delivery. I like this doctor. He's real with me. I've read a lot of things about doctor's not discussing weight with patients at all and I don't really agree with that. I think it's a discussion that needs to be had at appointments.

Here is the 16 week bump vs. the 17 week bump. I think I can see the growth spurt, for real!

After my doctor's appointment yesterday I headed to the dentist, where I discovered the meaning of pregnancy gingivitis. Let me tell's no joke. My gums have never looked so torn up after leaving the dentist before. Thankfully though it didn't seem to hurt all that much more than previous trips to the dentist. 

This whole week has been all about the anticipation for next week, because on Monday we are heading to our anatomy scan - it's the ultrasound that will tell us the sex of our baby! (HOPEFULLY, if baby cooperates and all). 3 more days and I can hardly wait!

Wednesday, August 8, 2012


I really thought that I would be better about updating this blog more often now that I have a good reason - to document what is going on in my pregnancy. But instead, I have been a slacker as always.

Pregnancy started off pretty miserable, I have to say. First trimester is no joke. Nausea got the best of me 90% of the day and thankfully I wasn't a puke monster too often or else I don't know how I would have been able to function. I've had some really awful headaches as well. The best part of this trimester was seeing our little one on an ultrasound at 12 weeks.

I love this alien faced picture best. It's so cool how you can basically see all of the facial bones and the two hemispheres of the brain. I also think it was pretty funny that the baby turned and when it was on the screen it was like it did it on purpose so that we could clearly see his/her face.

Now that I'm into the second trimester, I must say that I've been feeling better (minus throwing up once this week) and getting more and more excited. What I've been most anxious about is feeling the baby move for the first time. I've been just DYING to feel something; I'd lay in bed and speak in a very stern whisper to him/her to please just wave a hand or jab a knee into my spleen or do something exciting! Alas, he/she would never listen to me. Kids these days.

On Monday though (when I turned 16 weeks), as I was minding my own business eating dinner, I felt a sudden vibration-like sensation in my way way lower tummy (almost down to my pubic bone). It sort of reminded me of a mini drum roll. I only felt it for a second or two and then it was gone. Could this be baby? IS HE/SHE FINALLY MAKING HIM/HERSELF KNOWN?

My hopes were shot down as I went through the rest of the night and all of the next day with not a feeling to be had. All day today was much of the same. I was starting to think that maybe that other movement really wasn't from the baby after all.

Until just an hour or so ago, I was reclining on the couch watching TV and sneezed really loudly and violent. And suddenly - BABY EXPLOSION. It was like fireworks in my belly. Like jiffy pop over an open flame. Like an Olympic swimming fetus flailing across the finish line. It was SO CRAZY. It lasted for maybe 30 seconds to a minute at most and died down to a stop. I don't know if I scared the kid into convulsions, or it leaps for joy at the sound of sneezes, or what. But I wish I could have captured that moment and relived it again and again. There was no mistaking it for anything else other than full fledged ninja warrior child.

My day is officially brightened.