More side-thoughts of the recently pregnant...

When nausea kicks in (ah! Morning Sickness!) the office/public bathroom is NO PLACE for a sensitive nose & stomach to be. *gag*

The Baby Center Newsletter's list of "Fun!" things to do includes a Weight Tracker. Maybe more "Obsessive, Gut-wrenching, Heart-breaking" things to do! is what they meant but it didn't fit in the space provided.

Tuesday night I awoke at 6AM to pee (I simply couldn't wait until I got up at 7AM that morning). On Wednesday I awoke at 5:30AM. Thursday 3:15AM. Last night, Friday, I awoke at 2:15AM.
Well, hello, midnight pees. I haven't seen you in quite a long time. I haven't rendezvoused with this hour since Evie's midnight nursings....

According to the online Pregnancy Calendar... I'm 5weeks and 5 days

Yesterday one thing, Today another...

I spent some time late-day, yesterday, looking up whether or not pregnancy symptoms subsiding was OK. After having a miscarriage, I'm a bundle of nerves that this will all end shortly.
Turns out many people posted warnings of "be careful what you wish for... symptoms gone one day come back with a vengence the next day!"
I'm happy to report that the coffee smell made me gag, I could barely brush my teeth, that I wanted to push away my breakfast and now... I'm starving. So... [awkward laugh]... everything is still great?

5 weeks 2 days: Photo

I was said that if I did it with the first one... I will with the second. So, in an effort to make kid #2's baby book as robust as Evie's was... I'm recording as much as I can find time for!

Freight train brain

OK, today I feel like shit. Its all pregnancy related. I know this because when I was pregnant this past spring I remember feeling more and more like I had a cold the deeper things got. I don't recall ever having that moment of feeling myself again during my entire pregnancy with Evie... maybe after I had her, but then you are so tired with a new baby that you feel like a whole other kind of crappy. But this past spring, the day after I had the D&C... it was like a cloud had been suddenly lifted. I remember thinking, "Whoa... all that fog, tired, exhaustion, back ache, ... everything... is gone!" I had actually adjusted to it and forgotten what it was like to feel great again.
Let me just say, for the record, I am now very aware of how crappy I feel since I recall that "cloud lifting" feeling so vividly.

Boob Obsessed

So, I know I have commented/posted on this topic before. I'm obsessed with my boobs. Not in the "Damn, I have amazing boobs" sort of way but more of the "Are they bigger today? Could I be pregnant? Can I still be pregnant with this one looking smaller than the other? Why is this one so damned small today?!."
Jeez, I'm getting to chat-room level crazy about the fact that my left boob is, no lie, one whole size larger than the right today.
I keep going to the bathroom to see and wait for my period to start. I just know this is a bad sign. My one girlfriend, A, told me she miscarried within a week of finding out she was pregnant. I asked her how she knew. The first sign? She woke up and her boobs were totally back to normal. Her period came just after that. *sigh*

The Pickle

Our nickname for Evie is pickle. Yes, she actually answers to it and no, we weren't thinking about the connotations it may have with giggling kids in Jr High. She's just sometimes a dill and sometimes she's a sweet gerkin.
I'm now thinking of referring to her as The Pickle ala The Beav.

Sleeepy.... I'm in a FOG

Holy crap. I remember this feeling with Evie but it wasn't like this at all with the last one. Another good sign?
Its been only 2.5 days since I took the test... which was one day after my period was due. this has got to be too soon to be pregnancy related.
I want to crawl under my desk and cry I am so tired.
I spent all Saturday night tossing & turning and Sunday was filled with pre-school receptions & no afternoon naps. Either that's all catching up with me or this is yet another "good sign". Either way, my brain feels like jelly. I can't remember anything moments into just talking to someone... its like Dory from Finding Nemo.
I haven't told Rob yet.
I haven't told anyone.
This is the longest I have ever held a secret...
I want to wait till our anniversary next weekend to tell Rob but don't know if he'll catch on that I'm in bed by 9PM and not drinking... so not me.

First day at pre-school

Lakeside Presbyterian Weekday Pre-school.

Here we go... again?

Let me first begin by saying I have had the wildest August filled with a lot of partying. We spent a week at the Outer Banks the final week of August (conception week) and not a morning/day/night went by w/o a Bloody Mary breakfast, beers on the beach, Frozen Margarittas at the pool and/or a more of the same into the night. The last night in particular was a little bit beyond debauchery. The following weekend was my Girls Retreat weekend in the mountains. Four girls + 12 bottles of wine over a 3-day weekend equaled fun, fun, fun. I then met with a recruiter, during this week, to inquire about a new career path (we met at the bar) and the next night we attended a late night Tortoise concert (accompanied with beers).The day after the concert was spent off work but in the backyard (trimmed shrubs, sawed down small trees, leveled some mud around our house foundation, cleaned up wood debris from when the shed was built, etc. I basically managed to fill 5 trash bins in 4 hours and nearly wore myself out).
So, when did I take the test and fine out the answer was "yes?"... the day after the yard overhaul and the day after Rob left for SPX (convention in Bethesda, MD).
Ah yes, for MONTHS and even YEARS while trying I have been concsientious to take prenantal vitamins or relax on the drinking after that magical "conception" window. I have tried to take it easy and not stress myself out. So, when does this happen for me? During the week I did everything but and lived life to the fullest.... just like when I got pregnant with Evie. ;-)
So, knowing I am in a similar stage of life now as I was with creating Evie... I feel positive about this one and yet, at the same time, I am not letting it get to my head like the last one. In fact, perhaps I should be a wee bit more excited like I was with Evie but after you have a miscarriage -- you turn into a stone-faced poker player. I was even looking up whether or not I could have a glass of wine tonight since, you know, there's nothing really attached to baby. Right? Right?!
WRONG, boo.
I poured out an entire bottle of wine after only having had 1 glass last night after my yardwork was complete. But, that's OK... I can have one again... in late May.