Week 10

Can I just mention that I woke up this morning thinking that I had just FINISHED week 10, and instead I am just starting it? I checked it on 3 different websites, and counted myself just to be sure... I was that convinced. So now I'm a little grumpy about it! =)

Here's what I know this week...

Pregnant women wake up from a "full" night's sleep haven woken up at least 3 times to pee, and already feel like they have run a 10K.

Pregnant women with babies under 1 (or maybe older!) wake up from a "full" night's sleep haven woken up at least 3 times to pee and 2 times because the baby is screaming in his sleep.

Pregnant women with babies who are teething wake up from a "full" night's sleep haven woken up at least 3 times to pee, 2 times because the baby is crying in his sleep, and at least 1 more time because the baby's teeth hurt and he is crying inconsolably and won't go back to sleep.

Basically, I'm saying I'm worn out. I never feel rested, and I can't wait for week 13 when I will hopefully get some energy back and have 13 weeks to attempt to organize my life/house before I get psycho tired again. But beyond that, I'm good, the baby is good, and we are plugging along. 25% done... 75% to go...

Oh! If anyone has any cool boy names, we could use some suggestions. Just please don't be offended if we don't take the suggestion- I have looked through over 30,000 names, and the ones I like, Matt doesn't, and the ones he likes, I don't. I tend to like 3 syllable names that both sound cool themselves, and have decent nicknames. Nicknames are big for me. I like options. Besides? How is the kid supposed to know when he's in trouble if I ALWAYS call him by his full name? =)

9 weeks (minus 1 day)

So at about 2:30pm MST, my uterus went missing. Yes, the uterus that is currently incubating my child. It went missing just in time to not show up for my unexpected ultrasound. )Gotta love those doctors that want to see the baby as much as you do!) So yes, it went missing and took the baby with it. It stayed missing for 30 agonizing minutes where I wasn't told that the whole uterus was missing, but rather the most important incubating child. And she asked if I was shaking from pain... yes, the ultrasound is hurting me - it has nothing to do with not being able to FIND. MY. BABY!!!!

But the baby (and the uterus) were finally located somewhere north of the border- I'm thinking Ontario- and are both doing fine. It is unclear whether the uterus intends to stay in Ontario before delivering the child to me sometime in the vicinity of April 10th, but since I have no more internal ultrasounds to worry about, I don't think I care. (I might change my mind once this baby takes up residence in my ribs though.)

So all is well. She offered me another trip to the perinatologist- and as fun as an extra ultrasound seems- it's really a PITA to check into the hospital and all that jazz to see him and have him ask why I'm there since I just saw him 18 months ago for the same things, and nothing has changed or will change. And we're going to do the early screen with the 12 week scan anyway, so I think I'll survive. (Think they'll let me change my mind around 18 weeks when I'm dying to know whether we're having a boy or a girl???)

Baby's heart rate is a whopping 162, and mom's is around 394 after all the excitement. But since we are all present and accounted for, it may start coming down now.

Week 8

Since I am no longer praying for a quick death- I figure I may be able to handle an update with a minimum of whining. Since about Tuesday, I've felt a little off- but yesterday I woke up with a throat that felt like it was on fire. Luckily I have the most wonderful parents in the whole wide world, and they took the boy for the day so that I could rest. Teething child and sick mama just don't go well together. Today I woke up and my throat no longer hurts, but that's simply because the snot that was running down my throat is now firmly lodged in my head. So beyond my head feeling like it is going to explode and the fact that I slept for no more than 20 minutes at a time last night between having to pee and not being able to breath- I do feel slightly more human. Well, and add to it that once again I have the most wonderful parents in the world and they are taking the Brody-monster over night tonight because Matt left around noon and won't be back until late tonight... and I have plenty of time today to rest and feel sorry for myself.

(Have I mentioned how fun it is to have morning sickness & a sore throat & head cold all at the same time? It is IMPOSSIBLE to find anything to eat- which I'm sure is just adding to the light headedness and all over crapiness, but what can you do?)

So yes, week 8 (YEAH! 2 MONTHS!) is starting off with a bang! Beyond that, I can definitely see the pregnancy belly coming out a little sooner this time. I can still fit into most of the transitional, post-Brody clothes that I have, but they are all the wrong season, whereas my maternity stuff is all summer... so guess which I'm wearing? I apparently quickly forgot just how comfy maternity cloths are!

Beyond that- have I mentioned that I think this baby is a girl? At the beginning I was sure it was going to be another boy and that I would never have a girl, but over the last week or so, I'm really starting to think that this one is a girl. Matt and I are just hoping that I'm not disappointed if I'm wrong. Yes, I would love a boy dearly- and I think my perfect combination would be 2 boys and 1 girl, but I would rather not have the pressure next time around, so I am hoping that this one is a girl! Plus, we still aren't sold on any boys names- or at least we both aren't sold on the same name.

But I think that's all the pregnancy news I have. My 8 week appointment isn't until next Wednesday so that I could have it with my favorite NP. But there's nothing huge in that appointment (other than the Holy List of Do's and Don't's), but I figured I could wait a few extra days for that.

So have a great labor day weekend!