So, my plan didn't work. Baby T is still a mystery, but we will find out June 23. I'm kinda glad to have one more month of curiosity before all the serious planning/shopping begins. We did get to hear the heartbeat again, which is always amazing. How does something that small move so fast? And speaking of moving, Baby T is definitely showing sign of inheriting both mine and A's hyperactive tendencies. Loud noises evoke serious activity! I was secretly hoping that we would somehow have a quiet child that made both of us think someone had been switched in the nursery, but it looks like our genes have definitely been passed on. We are still having the great name debate. We can't decide if we should go with family names and just be creative. Any ideas or opinions?
In other news (I'm so happy there is still some other news in my life!) we are getting ready for a fun, busy Memorial day weekend. We will be traveling to Tunica. A has a golf tournament in Clarksdale and I have an appointment to lay by the pool and to see Sex And The City 2 with Amanda. I can't wait! Monday is also A's birthday - the last one in his twenties! I can't believe it; he was only 22 when we met!
I have been pretty exhausted lately, but the thought of getting to spend the weekend celebrating with good friends makes me happy :)
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
More Lessons
I am starting to think the expression "you learn something new everyday" was specifically referring to pregnancy.
1. Movements, especially changes in position, have become slower and slower. Apparently, in making room for Baby T, my body is stretching. This doesn't feel like stretching to me, more like pain! Being as short as I am, I have to stretch, a lot - to reach the bowls on the top shelf, the shirts in my closet, to step down out of my car, to get my feet on the ground in the mornings- and if i forget and try to get any of this done with any speed at all, I find myself doubled over in pain.
2. I have a new BFF. Her name is Bella Band. This handy little piece of soft elastic allows me to wear all my jeans and pants without feeling like my body is being squeezed in half. Why did I not know about this before?! I will probably not be giving this up after Baby T arrives. Skinny jeans will always fit.
3. Nap time is my new favorite time of day. Most women seem to get energy back when they begin the second trimester, but I seems to be right the opposite. Although I did feel sick ALOT during my first three months, I never lost my energy. I couldn't sit still. Now that the second trimester is well under way, I don't feel sick as often, but I could sleep all the time. I am not sure I understand, but I am not going to argue. I am sure once Baby T arrives, I will wish for naps.
4. I already know that I am overly ambitious. I have so many ideas of how I am going to do things - green alternatives to disposable diapers (love the gdiapers idea), make my own organic baby food, learn to sew to make all these cute little clothes like the SAHM's, even though I will be working - I'm sure about 95% of those ideas will never happen. Oh well.
We have our next check-up on Monday, so maybe I will have more news then. We will probably have to wait another month to learn boy or girl, but I am going to try to talk them into letting us look on this visit. Wish me luck :)
1. Movements, especially changes in position, have become slower and slower. Apparently, in making room for Baby T, my body is stretching. This doesn't feel like stretching to me, more like pain! Being as short as I am, I have to stretch, a lot - to reach the bowls on the top shelf, the shirts in my closet, to step down out of my car, to get my feet on the ground in the mornings- and if i forget and try to get any of this done with any speed at all, I find myself doubled over in pain.
2. I have a new BFF. Her name is Bella Band. This handy little piece of soft elastic allows me to wear all my jeans and pants without feeling like my body is being squeezed in half. Why did I not know about this before?! I will probably not be giving this up after Baby T arrives. Skinny jeans will always fit.
3. Nap time is my new favorite time of day. Most women seem to get energy back when they begin the second trimester, but I seems to be right the opposite. Although I did feel sick ALOT during my first three months, I never lost my energy. I couldn't sit still. Now that the second trimester is well under way, I don't feel sick as often, but I could sleep all the time. I am not sure I understand, but I am not going to argue. I am sure once Baby T arrives, I will wish for naps.
4. I already know that I am overly ambitious. I have so many ideas of how I am going to do things - green alternatives to disposable diapers (love the gdiapers idea), make my own organic baby food, learn to sew to make all these cute little clothes like the SAHM's, even though I will be working - I'm sure about 95% of those ideas will never happen. Oh well.
We have our next check-up on Monday, so maybe I will have more news then. We will probably have to wait another month to learn boy or girl, but I am going to try to talk them into letting us look on this visit. Wish me luck :)
Friday, May 14, 2010
Our first purchases
So, A and I debated for a long time how long we should wait to buy things for Baby T and what we wanted to buy. (For some reason we think we will remember the first thing we bought for our baby, but we probably won't.) So, after much deliberation and a lot of "I just don't know's" we made our first purchases this week.
The Cuddle Cub is really soft and keeps a soft rhythm, like a heartbeat, to help baby sleep. I thought it was just too cute.
"Milk Junkie: Member of Milkaholics Anonymous" Milka-what?! I just couldn't resist!
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
What I've learned so far...
I've survived my first trimester (and a few extra weeks) and I have learned a few lesson so far. I thought I would share.
1. "Morning sickness" is sneaky. Just when you think you are past that point, it jumps out from behind your desk and makes you sick at work. Boo.
2. When you get hungry, eat immediately. Apparently Baby T is not patient when it comes to food! If I wait more that about five minutes that sneaky nausea part come back.
3. "Picking" a name is not really an accurate term for what happens. Negotiating a name is a lot closer to what is going on at my house these days. I've given up all hope of both of us being in love with the same name. I just hope we can find one we can both live with (or that he can live with, I definitely get the final vote!)
4. I think I can go through about 3 different sizes of clothing in one day. In the morning, the jeans fit, by lunch time, the hair tie is holding them together, by dinner, the jeans have just got to go! But, the next morning, they fit again. Weird.
5. Baby T is going to require a lot more equipment than I realized. I have started looking at baby things and never realized how many specialized pieces of multi-colored plastic were out there. Each activity requires a new thingy - a swing, a bouncer, a jumper, a walker - where is all this going in my house and why does it all have to be so hideously colored?!
6. Being pregnant is the only time I have ever went this long without hearing A tell me "no." Can I have a back rub/ice cream/glass of water/trip to Target? I'm not sure if he can be this nice for 6 more months, but here's to hoping!
I'm learning something new everyday, so there will be many more informative posts to come.
1. "Morning sickness" is sneaky. Just when you think you are past that point, it jumps out from behind your desk and makes you sick at work. Boo.
2. When you get hungry, eat immediately. Apparently Baby T is not patient when it comes to food! If I wait more that about five minutes that sneaky nausea part come back.
3. "Picking" a name is not really an accurate term for what happens. Negotiating a name is a lot closer to what is going on at my house these days. I've given up all hope of both of us being in love with the same name. I just hope we can find one we can both live with (or that he can live with, I definitely get the final vote!)
4. I think I can go through about 3 different sizes of clothing in one day. In the morning, the jeans fit, by lunch time, the hair tie is holding them together, by dinner, the jeans have just got to go! But, the next morning, they fit again. Weird.
5. Baby T is going to require a lot more equipment than I realized. I have started looking at baby things and never realized how many specialized pieces of multi-colored plastic were out there. Each activity requires a new thingy - a swing, a bouncer, a jumper, a walker - where is all this going in my house and why does it all have to be so hideously colored?!
6. Being pregnant is the only time I have ever went this long without hearing A tell me "no." Can I have a back rub/ice cream/glass of water/trip to Target? I'm not sure if he can be this nice for 6 more months, but here's to hoping!
I'm learning something new everyday, so there will be many more informative posts to come.
Friday, May 7, 2010
At least it's Friday...
I usually try to be an optimistic, positive person. Today is really testing me. So far, I was late to work because of taking 2 (I'll explain later) dogs to the vet for check ups (which was an adventure!), smashed my finger in the door trying to rush into my office to get the phone, which was already ringing because I was late, and had to trade buttoning my jeans for holding them closed with a hair-tie by 9:30 am. I was hoping to keep them buttoned until at least lunch. Of course the phone hasn't rang again in the past hour and a half, my finger is still throbbing and oozing a little (sorry, I know its gross), and I'm already thinking about lunch! At least it's Friday.
So, the 2 dogs part. A came home one day with a sad story about how his co-worker's mother was going to live in a retirement home and the whole family was upset because no one could take in her beloved Golden Retriever, Lizzie. Of course he tells me this story with the look on his face that says "I'll pretty much do whatever I have to, but I really want this dog!" I agree that it is sad and say that we can talk more about it later. I have a small dog that doesn't shed and I am not sure if I want a large one that does in my house. "Oh, she would live outside, of course!" He assures me. We leave the conversation with the plans of talking more later. Well, later was on a Friday when he told me Lizzie would be coming over for a trial visit on Saturday. "Really?" "I thought you said it was ok." I am already afraid of the negotiation and manipulation skills our child will be born with. I am not looking forward to big dog hair or big dog smell, but I can't be a mean person when it comes to animals, so Lizzie comes over for the weekend. She is big and extremely needy, not a good combination. Poor Oscar did everything he could for the first few days just to stay out of her feet. She got hair everywhere and of course she wanted to be inside, all the time. What did I really expect?! Over the past 2 weeks, she has started to calm down and fit in. She has been brushed until she almost has no hair left, but it's not all over the place anymore. She has learned to live outside all day in exchange for sleeping inside. She has finally noticed Oscar enough to stop stepping on him and start playing with him some. Lizzie isn't a young dog, so she gets worn out long before Oscar is done playing and she still can't beat him to the ball during fetch, but she tries. I have to admit, I was very unsure how all this would work out when she first came over, but it looks like Oscar and A are both getting pretty attached. The less she sits at my backdoor and cries, the more I think she might be ok too.
So, the 2 dogs part. A came home one day with a sad story about how his co-worker's mother was going to live in a retirement home and the whole family was upset because no one could take in her beloved Golden Retriever, Lizzie. Of course he tells me this story with the look on his face that says "I'll pretty much do whatever I have to, but I really want this dog!" I agree that it is sad and say that we can talk more about it later. I have a small dog that doesn't shed and I am not sure if I want a large one that does in my house. "Oh, she would live outside, of course!" He assures me. We leave the conversation with the plans of talking more later. Well, later was on a Friday when he told me Lizzie would be coming over for a trial visit on Saturday. "Really?" "I thought you said it was ok." I am already afraid of the negotiation and manipulation skills our child will be born with. I am not looking forward to big dog hair or big dog smell, but I can't be a mean person when it comes to animals, so Lizzie comes over for the weekend. She is big and extremely needy, not a good combination. Poor Oscar did everything he could for the first few days just to stay out of her feet. She got hair everywhere and of course she wanted to be inside, all the time. What did I really expect?! Over the past 2 weeks, she has started to calm down and fit in. She has been brushed until she almost has no hair left, but it's not all over the place anymore. She has learned to live outside all day in exchange for sleeping inside. She has finally noticed Oscar enough to stop stepping on him and start playing with him some. Lizzie isn't a young dog, so she gets worn out long before Oscar is done playing and she still can't beat him to the ball during fetch, but she tries. I have to admit, I was very unsure how all this would work out when she first came over, but it looks like Oscar and A are both getting pretty attached. The less she sits at my backdoor and cries, the more I think she might be ok too.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Life during the first trimester
So, because we weren't sharing our news about Baby Tullos until we got a good report from our doctor, I also couldn't really share the experiences of my first trimester either (which is officially over tomorrow!) I guess I should probably start at the beginning for anyone who might be interested in all the details.
A always said he wanted to find out with me, so one Sunday afternoon I broke the news that four days late was just too much for me. We took a very nervous trip to Walgreens and then back home for the results. We both saw the results at the same time. I had to go sit down, he was bouncing around the room - definitely not the way I was expecting that to go! I don't think we talked about anything else for the rest of the day. I called the next day for a doctor's appointment, which would be a month away! So, in the quest for more information, we bought What to Expect When Expecting , information overload! That book holds every little tiny piece of information you probably never want to know about being pregnant. On the bright side, I do feel very well educated after I read a new chapter of the book. - While on the subject of books, I would definitley recommend The Girlfriend's Guide to Pregnancy, much funnier and less scary. (Thanks Jennifer!)
The next few days were great. I was getting excited and starting to enjoy the thought of being pregnant (which by the way, "expecting" is such an odd way of putting it, but just saying "I'm pregnant" feels weird too. I haven't decided what term I like.) This didn't last much longer. By about the fifth day, I hated it. I suffered from an extreme case of early morning - mid morning - noon - afternoon - evening - sickness. I never wanted to eat anything, but felt even worse when I didn't eat. This was not fun for me at all and I think it pretty much terrified A. He was very sympathetic to my feeling and concerned for Baby, but I think also a little afraid of upsetting me. This phenomenon has continued through the first three months and I am hoping will continue throughout the rest of the pregnancy. I don't think I've gotten my way this much since we first started dating!
The first doctor's appointment was quite an event. Seeing the baby was pretty amazing and made it all a little more real. We had originally planned to share our news after this appointment, but after seeing all the test they do and talking to the doctor, we decided to wait until after the next visit (12 weeks) to make sure everything was as it should be and share our news with confidence. The second appointment did not include another ultrasound, but we did get to hear Baby T's heartbeat. We knew then, with good test results and a strong heartbeat, that Baby T was doing great and we were clear to tell the world!
This last week has been much better. I have been feeling a lot less sick, but I would still like to sleep about 12 hours a day! I am starting to have serious issues with my jeans though. I have always had the problem of "if they fit my behind, they fall off my waist and if they look like they would fit my waist, they won't even go over my behind." Well now, they fit my behind but barley button. I didn't know I would be fighting with my clothes this soon. I'm just glad its getting warm enough to wear dresses everyday and not even think about pants!
We are starting to talk about names and the nursery and EVERYTHING we will need, but most of those decisions will have to be put off until late June when we find out if Baby Tullos is a boy or girl. I think this is the longest blog I have ever written! Now that the news is out, I will try to update whoever might read this a little more regularly. :)
A always said he wanted to find out with me, so one Sunday afternoon I broke the news that four days late was just too much for me. We took a very nervous trip to Walgreens and then back home for the results. We both saw the results at the same time. I had to go sit down, he was bouncing around the room - definitely not the way I was expecting that to go! I don't think we talked about anything else for the rest of the day. I called the next day for a doctor's appointment, which would be a month away! So, in the quest for more information, we bought What to Expect When Expecting , information overload! That book holds every little tiny piece of information you probably never want to know about being pregnant. On the bright side, I do feel very well educated after I read a new chapter of the book. - While on the subject of books, I would definitley recommend The Girlfriend's Guide to Pregnancy, much funnier and less scary. (Thanks Jennifer!)
The next few days were great. I was getting excited and starting to enjoy the thought of being pregnant (which by the way, "expecting" is such an odd way of putting it, but just saying "I'm pregnant" feels weird too. I haven't decided what term I like.) This didn't last much longer. By about the fifth day, I hated it. I suffered from an extreme case of early morning - mid morning - noon - afternoon - evening - sickness. I never wanted to eat anything, but felt even worse when I didn't eat. This was not fun for me at all and I think it pretty much terrified A. He was very sympathetic to my feeling and concerned for Baby, but I think also a little afraid of upsetting me. This phenomenon has continued through the first three months and I am hoping will continue throughout the rest of the pregnancy. I don't think I've gotten my way this much since we first started dating!
The first doctor's appointment was quite an event. Seeing the baby was pretty amazing and made it all a little more real. We had originally planned to share our news after this appointment, but after seeing all the test they do and talking to the doctor, we decided to wait until after the next visit (12 weeks) to make sure everything was as it should be and share our news with confidence. The second appointment did not include another ultrasound, but we did get to hear Baby T's heartbeat. We knew then, with good test results and a strong heartbeat, that Baby T was doing great and we were clear to tell the world!
This last week has been much better. I have been feeling a lot less sick, but I would still like to sleep about 12 hours a day! I am starting to have serious issues with my jeans though. I have always had the problem of "if they fit my behind, they fall off my waist and if they look like they would fit my waist, they won't even go over my behind." Well now, they fit my behind but barley button. I didn't know I would be fighting with my clothes this soon. I'm just glad its getting warm enough to wear dresses everyday and not even think about pants!
We are starting to talk about names and the nursery and EVERYTHING we will need, but most of those decisions will have to be put off until late June when we find out if Baby Tullos is a boy or girl. I think this is the longest blog I have ever written! Now that the news is out, I will try to update whoever might read this a little more regularly. :)
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