As terrified as I am about this whole thing, most people I know that have done it have done it more than once. If it were that awful, no one would have two. Right? RIGHT?!?!
good day
I’m feeling pretty good.
I have a list of grievances:
- sinus infection
- still some morning sickness
- TWO cold sores
But overall, I am feeling good. And when I look at the list like that, it’s like… oh, so really there’s not too much to complain about. I sat out in the sun for a couple hours on Saturday with no protection waiting for Smarty Pants to walk across the stage at Bridgewater’s graduation, but surprisingly the twinge of sunburn disappeared overnight. I wonder if the sunburn factor throughout my life had to do with my Vitamin D deficiency. When I went to the Charlottesville Wellness Center to officially test for pregnancy as well as check my thyroid, Ananda said I should be taking about 4000 IU of vitamin D a day. Aggressive. But anyhoo… severe sunburn averted. (It’s possible the sun contributed to the cold sores, but it’s whatevs, I hate me some burning flesh.)
Tom has been AWESOME here lately. I can’t get enough of him. Last night we left Charlottesville at, I want to say, midnight? Rolled up to our house in Charlotte at around 7am. LoL. It was a long night. Nothing happened, no flat tires or anything dramatic. We just had to stop and sleep at the state line. Gotta love that Tommy. He did it all, drove all the way. I slept and slept and slept and slept. Today he came home for lunch and we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. I am happy to say he has fully recovered from “The Beanbag Incident” at Haley’s graduation party. Cap’n Sexy Pants officially set my ultrasound appointment for June 8 at 1 pm, and my appointment with Dr. Wolanski is at 2:10 the same day. So, Happy Birthday, Joy! For your bday, you’ll find out whether your new baby cousin’ll be a he or a she.
So, (grossly) the cold sore has burst and scabbed over, my sinus infection has vastly improved, morning sickness down about 50%, LOVE Tom, and I’m starting to look pregnant. I like it. I think I’m cute. Not about to post pics of a bare belly, but I think I look pretty adorable. Had a GREAT weekend. Great weekend.
siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiick!!!!
I picked up a sinus infection on Sunday evening. Since Monday morning, I’ve felt like I’m dying. I’m trying really hard not to be all fussy and whiny. I’ve just been totally immobilized. Yesterday I put in a prayer request at McLean and on facebook. I think it’s paying off. It might be coincidence. It might be a placebo. However, today I can taste a little bit and the congestion has moved out of my face (for the most part) and into my lungs. I like it there. I can handle it. Just cough it up and spit it out, you know? As opposed to blowing, and blowing, and blowing my nose to no avail.
Sunday will put us at 19 weeks, juuuuust about half way. I don’t know if I’ll be around to post over the weekend. Lots of stuff going on! Haley is graduating from Bridgewater College on Saturday. Sunday is Mother’s Day. I have tons of crap to wrap. I have to pack the truck. I’d like to make some progress on cleaning up the house that I destroyed while I was sick. (Imagine an atomic bomb constructed entirely out of tissues exploding in the middle of your living room, with high levels of radiation spreading to your bedroom as well.)
But here I am writing instead of doing. I guess that’s my cue. Bottom line, I’ve been sick, and fussy and haven’t enjoyed it.
Also of note, I haven’t put on any weight. I am certainly carrying it differently, but I haven’t gained yet. If feels normal, just feels like it did when I had the cyst. I have to remind myself there’s a little critter in there.
Time to go!
nothing to report
For the most part, I’ve got nothing to report. BUT… when I say nothing, I mean nothing. Very, very little nausea today. Yesterday I did have that kind of hacking cough that transforms into gagging halfway through. Today, I woke up, brushed my teeth and didn’t snack until lunch… with no nausea. Overall, feeling pretty good.
Took my vitamins like a good girl, and started to feel bad. So, we’ll see how that goes.
Wouldn’t you know it, Cinco de Mayo falls on a Saturday the one year I can’t have a margarita. Cruel, cruel world. Not that I’m a big drinker, but I could seriously go for one at the moment, particularly one of those giant ones from Guadalajara in Charlottesville.
Just have to wait until 2018. Baby La will be about 5 and can watch Mommy get her fiesta on.
whyyyyy…?!
Peanut butter sandwich with Doritos and a Sprite = totally fine.
TWO M&M MINIS = BLLLLEEEEEUUUCCCHHHHHHHHHHH!!
wtf.
design
Here’s what’s going on for the baby’s room.
Everything is designed around this mobile… my mobile from when I was a baby. It plays “When You Wish Upon a Star.”
Although looking at it, mine is a little faded.
Alright, here… here’s what I’ve got so far.
The mobile:
The crib quilt: 
Yeah. Ya’ see what I did there? Here’s another shot of the blanket and some other things around the room. We’re going with primary colors and lots and lots of Disney characters.
This kite flew in my room for a really long time.
I found this at Ikea and bought two of them. We’ve got lots of stuff, so we’ll hide some of it under the crib. I like bright patterns with numbers and letters. Look! Not even born yet and we’re already prepped for a play date with Aunt Haley!
I sent Mom a picture of the crib quilts, and she said, “Wow! Should have known it would be perfect!” It doesn’t feel perfect. It feels very scattered and unorganized and mismatched. (So, please – if you think it’s perfect, stroke my ego. If not… I am open to suggestion.) There are so many things that I love at Babies R’ Us, but none of them match this mobile I’ve been holding onto for 28 years. The mobile, by the way, which will not function until I get a new hook to put it on. I could very easily ditch the mobile and go with the Noah’s Ark theme that I always imagined. Classic. Simple. Most likely well-executed… but noooo… I’m going with this obscure little thing from 1983.
Funny story about the crib quilt. I think I first saw it on Etsy. It’s actually made from a twin sheet and there are a bunch of them out there. I mean, I’ve seen them pop up a few times over the years. People just have one sheet, either flat or fitted, and that’s useless so they make cute vintagey looking blankets and quilts out of them. I saw this particular design, with all the characters in the air and fell head over heels in love with it because of the mobile. With no baby on board (this was YEARS and years and years ago… probably right after we got married) I watched the item and eventually someone bought it. Then, of course, it and everything like it dropped off the radar for a couple of years. When I saw it again (this time on ebay), I pounced on it. “Is that stupid,” I asked Tom, “$30 for a crib quilt when we don’t have a baby?” He said, “we’ll have one eventually.” So that blanket has been in the closet of the guest room for yeeeears. We moved to Charlotte and I put it in the closet of this guest room for a year.
Then, we went to Goodwill. Guess what I found? Same sheet-turned-crib-quilt. This one had a red border instead of yellow and the back has some needlework firetrucks or some nonsense… but that’s the back, and it was $5 or $7. SOLD – to the crazy lady with no baby… yet. WHAT ARE THE ODDS?!
***UPDATE*** Alright, I looked at the back and had to share it with y’all.
I know, right? Random. But I appreciate the craftsmanship anyway. It looks like a lot of hard work went into the random back of this $5 or $7 quilt.
who? me?
Just about everyone I’ve told has said, “you guys are going to be great parents!” I can’t figure it out… do these people KNOW us at all?
I think we’re going to be parents. Period. Well, Tom’s pretty awesome. Tom’ll probably be a great dad, but so far, I’m one terrified, no-freakin-clue-what-the-heck-I’m-doing mom. What do they see that I don’t see? Sure, I’m funny… but I’m also inherently lazy. The house is a wreck. Our lease is up in just over a month and we’ve got no place to go. This kid doesn’t have a bedroom or anything. (Although it does have clothes, toys, and about 10 diapers.)
I guess we’ve got a little bit of time. We’re trying to stockpile all of our cash until everyone is home safe and sound from the hospital. We had been doing Dave Ramsey’s baby steps, but everything is on hold to stockpile cash for the next 6 months or so. Trying. We had a good amount piled up – not enough to cover a catastrophe, but a good start – but then Uncle Sam took just about all of it. I’m not bitter, I’m proud that we made so much money that WE owed HIM. And next year we’ll get to take advantage of another deduction. 🙂
inception?
I had some weird dreams again last night, but thankfully I am starting to forget them. I do remember at one point Tom helped me dress like a man – and I looked pretty convincing. I stopped by that Real Housewife’s house – the one who flipped the table. Steven Levine’s (who works with Tom) son Dashiell was her son. When Dashiell grew up, he was Leonardo DiCaprio and it was my mom that was dressed like a dude.
And someone got thrown in a pool.
I wonder if there’s a guardian angel of this pregnancy floating around somewhere that thinks I’m cocky?
“You mean ’cause you thought I was cocky, I’m now on a permanent acid trip?!”
http://www.metacafe.com/watch/an-4V80b42t4h2mb/the_family_man_2000_jack_flips_out_part_2/
That La Kid 