Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Little One must have grown

When I woke up this morning I felt a lot bigger than I did last night. And, my new maternity pants didn't slide off of me. Here is a picture at 17 weeks and 4 days.

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Week 17

I'm getting close to 4 months now. It seems like everything that already developed by week 10 is now just growing bigger and working harder. I did learn that Little One's skeleton is changing from soft cartilage to bone. This is probably why I'm craving big blocks of cheddar cheese, milk and ice cream. The other day while driving home from work I felt like if I didn't eat macaroni and cheese for dinner, that I might die.

Her umbilical cord is also growing stronger and thicker. She weighs 5 ounces now (about as much as a turnip), and she's around 5 inches long from head to bottom. She can move her joints, and her sweat glands are starting to develop.

Interestingly, my heart is pumping 20% more blood than before. I noticed today that my hips seemed really wide. I try to tell myself that it will make labor less painful. I seriously hope they shrink back down to normal size after the baby.

Friday, July 25, 2008

After all of that...

...we still don't know for sure.

My 3rd doctors appointment was today. It was as normal as can be. I'd gained 4 pounds since last appointment 5 weeks ago. We heard Little One's heart beat: a steady 160 bpm. Dr. Gibbs came in and measured my stomach, but I have no idea exactly why. Then she sent me to get blood work. I had to consent to doing a "quad test". Basically, they check for spinabifida and down syndrome.

Sadly, I had to go back to work and wait for six o'clock to roll around. My mother-in-law Allison who works at Labor and Delivery at the hospital was going to do an ultra-sound. We knew it was very preliminary, but we were hoping to tell what "variety" Little One is. Even my parents showed up.

Sadly, Little One was quite stubborn and uncooperative. While we could see clearly arms and legs, we couldn't see much of anything else. We watched for about 20 minutes before giving up.

We decided to hang out in the delivery room until the resident doctor showed up for the evening. He came in about 10 minutes later and we got to watch Little One for another 15 minutes. While we saw no evidence of boy parts, he did show us what he thinks are the 3 little lines.

No guarantee's. Not for sure. The doctor even said "I can't get you any refunds on paint". But he thinks it's a girl.

I'm very happy :)

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

The Name

This is the coolest baby name site I've found: Baby Name Wizard. I love to look at the trends over the years.

I think we have officially agreed on names. We're going to keep it a secret though until we find out if it's a boy or a girl. I'm so excited for the ultrasound on Friday!

Monday, July 21, 2008

Week 16

In the next few weeks, Little One will double his weight and add inches to his length. Right now, he's about the size of a gerbil: 4 1/2 inches long (head to rump) and 3 1/2 ounces. His legs are much more developed, his head is more erect than it has been, and his eyes have moved closer to the front of his head. His ears are close to their final position, too. The patterning of his scalp has begun, though his locks aren't recognizable yet. He's even started growing toenails. And there's a lot happening inside as well. For example, his heart is now pumping about 25 quarts of blood each day, and this amount will continue to increase as your baby continues to develop.

My lower abdomen is getting really hard. I'm sort of wishing my stomach would grow a little more, because in the last few days I feel like there isn't enough room in there for everything. My regular clothes don't fit, but maternity clothes look ridiculous on me and I spend every 10 minutes pulling them back up as they slip down. Even though my stomach is sticking out quite a bit, I've not gained any weight since around week 7 or 8.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Baby Boomlet

Care of Auntie Jessica, an article on the baby boomlet

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

An interesting study

I majored in psychology and love reading all of these studies that they produce. My mom sent me this one which I really enjoyed. Backgroud TV Study

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Mover and Shaker

I think I've felt the baby move. Last night, I was laying on my stomach and Alex was rubbing my back. Very briefly, it felt like something pushed against my lower belly. Then again in the middle of the night I got up to go the bathroom. When I laid back down, it felt like Little One did a little flip in there. I felt a little roll against the inside. It was very cool and it's starting to make me very excited.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Week 15

Little One now measures about 4 inches long, crown to rump, and weighs in at about 2 1/2 ounces! He's busy moving amniotic fluid through his nose and upper respiratory tract, which helps the primitive air sacs in his lungs begin to develop. His legs are growing longer than his arms now, and he can move all of his joints and limbs.

Although his eyelids are still fused shut, he can sense light. If you shine a flashlight at your tummy, for instance, he's likely to move away from the beam. (I'm going to try this and see if he'll kick me). There's not much for your baby to taste at this point, but he is forming taste buds. I read an article that said something to the effect that babies seem to have an affinity for foods the mother ate a lot of while pregnant.

I'm feeling great. I still get a little queasy in the morning, but mostly feel like normal again and it is fantastic. Saturday night Alex and went to buy maternity clothes. None of my regular clothes fit right and I was tired of all my pants and skirts pushing on my stomach. I wore my new dress to church today and got several comments on my "bump"

Friday, July 11, 2008

I have a dream

Mom (and all other mothers out there) do not kill my dream I'm about to share with you.

As I sit in my ice cold cubicle, with the floor space heater on during the middle of the summer, all I can think about is how great NEXT summer is going to be. As I try to convince people to donate blood and solve all of the dramatically important problems here at work, I just imagine how calm and comparably easy it will be to wipe up some spit-up or change a poopy diaper.

While I'm trapped in my stuffy work clothes driving in the blasted hot sun, I fantasize about being with my friends (when I have time to have them) and their children at the park. Or all of us at a kiddie pool with Little One splashing about in his swimming diapers.

As I eat lunch in my car, or at my desk or while walking to a meeting, I can only think of how great it will be to go out to lunch with Mom and Grandma, or have a big picnic with Alicia and my adorable nieces and nephews. Or to go to the zoo and have ice cream with Auntie Jessica on a Tuesday (because that is her "weekend").

During the most stressful times of the day, I close my eyes and imagine how great it is going to be to only have ONE PERSON (plus Alex too) to take care of. For now, I'll continue dealing with 80 something blood drive coordinators, 35 something phlebotomists, several supervisors, and hundreds of people who would just make my life easier if they would come donate blood.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

The Midnight Snacker

I never could understand the concept of midnight snacking. Perhaps it's because I have always loved sleeping so much, that I could never imagine being more hungry than I was tired. At night (and often during the day) I would much rather sleep than do absolutely anything else.

When I lived in Brazil, I lived and worked with a girl by the name of Ruthnea Balardini. She was a pill, to say the least. One of her more irritating qualities was that she would wake up very often in the middle of the night to go eat. I doubt I would have even ever known, just happily slept through it all, except that she would come back into the bedroom and turn on the light. She always seemed to need something else in addition to food and apparently had to have it at that moment. I hated it and vowed that no matter what, even if I got to be 400 pounds, that I would never become a midnight snacker.

And then I get pregnant. 2:45am? 4:30am? 6:00am on weekends. It doesn't matter. I wake up, my insides growling with hunger. The desire for sleep is nearly lost as my attention turns to my empty stomach. I have to eat.

More interesting reading on midnight snacking...

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Week 14

Hallelujah! I made it to the second trimester! We're 1/3 of the way there :)

This is not actually Little One, but this is exactly what my ultrasound last week looked like.

The little sea monkey actually looks like a baby now and Little One can squint, frown, grimace, and possibly suck his thumb! Thanks to brain impulses, his facial muscles are getting a workout as his tiny features form one expression after another on his tiny 1/4 inch face.

Little One is the size of a lemon and measures 3 1/2 inches and he weighs 1 1/2 ounces. His body's growing faster than his head, which now sits upon a more distinct neck. He's starting to develop an ultra-fine, downy covering of hair, called lanugo, all over his body. He's frequently in motion, punching, kicking, stretching, yawning and hiccuping, though I've yet to feel it.

No wonder I'm always so thirsty: He's floating in nearly a quart of amniotic fluid. That is a lot for a little guy the size of a lemon.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

This could be a good thing

I was hungry today. That isn't out of the ordinary, but I was hungry AND food both sounded and tasted good. This seemed like a mini-miracle. I actually ate three full meals (and lots of snacks) today. I just cross my fingers that it's going to last.