Pregnancy: Weeks 6, 7, & 8

Let the pregnancy journal begin! 

Week 6: 

I started feeling a little more tired this week and had some food aversions and cravings but not much nausea to complain of thankfully. I did find that I was starving all the time and if my stomach started to get empty I started to feel a wave of nausea but that was easy to fix. I felt like I was eating ALL THE TIME.

This will be the photo to remind myself how amazing the human body is, that it can go from this to a beached whale in just 9 short months!

And probably the last time I ever see that body ever again! But that is AOK with me.

Week 7:

Well the whole "eating all the time" thing quickly went out the window and I had more and more food aversions this week. I could hardly look in our fridge or even in our kitchen in general some days without being a little grossed out. I wasn't nearly as hungry this week and 7up and saltines became my new best friends. Still no major nausea and no vomiting but I just felt a little off. I also became super lazy. I don't feel like moving when I'm at home and our apartment is definitely starting to show it. It's driving me nuts but my bed still sounds better than cleaning. :) 

I found that macaroni and cheese has sounded awful, and thankfully I have a fabulous husband who eats whatever sounds good to me that night. We've had KFC, french toast sticks from Sonic, cheetos, and tomato sandwiches just to name a few. The funny thing is that leftovers of any of these semi-cravings sound awful, and that contributes to the problem with looking in the fridge. :)

I had my first Dr. appointment this week. We heard our first "Congratulations, you're pregnant!" from my Dr. since we hadn't told a soul that I was pregnant yet. It was exciting to be congratulated. She gave me a due date of April 24, 2013. Happy (almost) Anniversary to us. Jesse says due dates are dumb and since only 5% of people actually deliver on their due date that we shouldn't really even have one. I keep trying to explain that it is just a goal to shoot towards. He would just rather say we're having a baby in April. We ended up agreeing we would just tell people we have a baby coming at the end of April. Sounds good enough to me.

I've noticed on facebook a crop of people have announced pregnancies lately. A few due in March, and one even due in May. It gets me all excited knowing that our kids will be born so close together and I get all giddy even though no one else knows I'm pregnant. 

Week 8

I was feeling a lot better this week. I was less nauseated than the last two weeks and honestly have quite a bit of energy, I just start crashing earlier in the evenings and enjoy a 8pm or 9pm bedtime. 

I was able to eat more and began to have an appetite again this week. So nice! Towards the end of this week I was starving all the time! I still have a hard time looking in the fridge though without gagging.

I am burping ALL THE TIME. Does that happen to other people? 

I feel really bloated at night as well and tums have become one of my friends of the week. 

Yeah the pictures aren't the greatest thing ever, but there's also not much to see therefore it doesn't matter, right?!

I guess we have plenty of time to work on Jesse's picture taking skills and my modeling skills!

Oh Baby!

It all began when I decided to take a home pregnancy test. I was a few days late but I'm never on time so I honestly didn't think anything of it. I was absolutely expecting to see one lone line so you can imagine the surprise when I glanced at it and I saw TWO! 

I turned to Jesse and said, "I think that's a second line. Come look, is that a second line? It can't be a second line." 

I had begun to believe that these tests only showed one line, but there were definitely two lines there this time. 

I didn't even know what to do except dance around, hug my hubs, and keep saying over and over again, "I'm pregnant." 

Skeptical Jesse didn't want to believe it until he saw a second test, so the next morning he was sure to wake me up bright and early before he left for work so I could take another test. 

Low and behold, there were two lines again! I know the home tests are very reliable but you still start to wonder if it was just a fluke, but no, I was pregnant!! 

A few more days passed and I felt that I should be exhausted to the point of no return and puking my guts out as that is how everyone else seems to do it when they are pregnant, but I was feeling great! No different in fact, so I had to take another test, JUST to be sure. 

I got home from work one day and took another test that evening. Sure enough, there still two lines and even darker than before. 

It was really happening. 

We were going to have a baby!

And of course I had to celebrate by getting a cute little outfit for our little peanut!
So exciting!!!

Descent

My life has suddenly reached a very strange point. There are certain times where my wife has accused me of acting somewhat less than my own age. I wouldn't say silliness runs in my family... No, no... Silliness strolls through, shaking hands, giving hugs, and getting to know every member individually. Such is the burden of my dear, dear wife to be married to one such as me. But tonight a strange conversation with Danielle left me in apoplexy at the weirdness of things in general.

We're snuggling in to bed. The day is done, and sweet dreams await as we finish reading scriptures and I arise to brush my teeth as the last bit of my nightly routine. As I leave the bed my wife burrows deeper into the sheets and comments "I feel like I'm in one of those sleep things."

Me, turning back: "What?"

Danielle: "Like in that movie."

Me: "What movie?"

Danielle: "That movie where the monkey steals the astronaut's sleep pod."

Me: ". . ."

Danielle: "You've never seen that movie?"

Me: "I don't think that's a movie."

Danielle: "No, it totally is! They go to the moon and the monkey takes the guy's sleep thing so he's awake the whole time."

Me: "Sweetheart, I think what you're telling me about is a burrito-induced nightmare you once had."

Danielle: "Seriously, it's a movie! The guy tries to fit in the monkey's pod but doesn't fit so he only sleeps like two days, then he gets up and eats all the food and gets really really bored."

Me: ". . ."

Danielle: "Look it up!"

Me: "What would I even search for? 'Monkey sleeping space movie?'"

Danielle: "Yeah."

Me: "Seriously? Good grief." *Googling... Googling... Googling...* "Oh sweet Baby Buddha..."

Me: "This must be what madness feels like..."

Win

My vocabulary does not include any word to describe the amount of awesome contained in the following video. I grew up watching Bob Ross on PBS, learning about "happy little trees" and marveling that a masterpiece could be created in a half-hour every single week. Please enjoy.

Bonus points if you cried like I did.

My husband is awesome.

You know those days when you remember how awesome your spouse is? Well I had one of those days.

I was on pinterest looking for a desert in my "treats" board to make and I found a pin that I was certain I had not pinned. The caption read,

"Make an egg in a bacon cup, and other incredible bacon-cup based foods." 

I of course texted Jesse asking if he had pinned a "bacon-cup" to my treats board. He quickly responded "Yes. Yes I did."

I literally laughed out loud. 

I show him things on pinterest all the time and he is constantly showing me things he finds on various websites he reads. Some are remarkably awesome and I would like to remember for a future date so I always tell him that he should pin it. He instead likes to use fancy technology magic to make our laptop screens share and will then drag the website URL to my computer and open it up in a new tab so I can pin it. 

Obviously that is SO MUCH easier! Finally after awhile I explained to him the magic behind the Pin It button and I stuck one on his toolbar, telling him to go ahead and pin anything he deems awesome. 

Apparently a bacon-cup matches that description.  

Glad to see my husband is making good use of Pinterest. 

He is awesome.

Little brothers and cameras

I think it is safe to say that little brothers should not be permitted to roam around with your camera. Especially while you take a quick nap on the front lawn.

Inevitably you will end up with 19 pictures that look something like this.

 

 

Lovely huh?! haha. It's a good thing I like him.

Otter-Awesomeness

I have no idea how this picture did not make it into the Dallas World Aquarium post but I stumbled on it today and was reminded of how awesome it is.

(Yes I'm washed out but that's beside the point.)

We watched the otters at the DWA for at least an hour. They swim around lightening fast, pop their heads up in that corner for a split second, and then dart back across the tank to the other end. It makes for a difficult picture, but they were so entertaining!

Now for a little history on why I felt the need to get my picture with the otter. Way back in my EFY Counselor days, I was sitting next to a fellow counselor (ironically enough it was Jesse's best friend and roommate) in class. We were told by the teacher to turn to the person sitting next to us and tell them what animal they reminded us of. My partner turned to me and said, "you remind me of an otter."

Now how would you take that? I wasn't sure either. I asked him why I reminded him of an otter, hoping it wasn't the weasel-like head or strangely shaped body as I knew my fingers aren't webbed and he had never seen me swim. He then redeemed himself by saying "your hair is really sleek and shiny, like an otter."

Phew. He dodged a bullet on that one!

 Jesse and I have found it funny throughout the years though and even have this picture from our EFY Counselors Disneyland Trip back in 2007.

So I guess it seemed fitting to have another picture with an otter. Especially a real otter!