Parker 5 weeks

So this last week was a bit of a crazy one.  Mr. Parker started out the week on a consistent sleep schedule, sleeping 4 hours, nurse, sleeping 3 hours, nurse, and then 3 hours again. Very happy Mama :)  Then he decided sleep was overrated and for 3 nights in a row he would only sleep a maximum of one 2 hour block on his own each night.  ZOMBIE MOM!! Our routine was diaper change, pj's, swaddled in a swaddle pod, nurse, and sleep in the Pack n' Play in our room.  This had been the routine for a little over a week... nothing changed. For those 3 days though he decided he hated the swaddle pod and was fighting it, trying to break loose.  This kept him awake which made him mad and over tired.  For a new mom you would think "hey a 2 hour block, not bad." Well when you have been spoiled with 3 and 4 hours of sleep, it was AWFUL! On the last night at 2am, he and I had yet to fall asleep and the wonderful Hubs offered to sleep on the couch so Parker and I could sleep in the bed together (a place where he ALWAYS sleeps for long periods of time).  So after an internal struggle I gave in and said fine, I need sleep.  As a behaviorist this KILLED me.  I am a firm believer in consistency is the key.  I hated that after 4 weeks of being consistent with a sleep schedule and only changing the type of swaddle we used I was giving in after 3 nights.  But being sleep deprived makes you do crazy thing.  If I hadn't gone to sleep when I did that night, my next move was to order a rock n play with rush delivery to have it here that evening no matter the cost.  I am SO glad I didn't do that. Last night as we were getting ready to go to bed, which with a newborn who is off on their sleep schedule feels like you are about to go to war, (you have no idea the outcome and you have no idea the journey, but you have to take it) I told the Hubs that we should just have him sleep in the bouncer in our room.  Well the awesome Hubs that I have said no, let's just keep doing what we were doing.  That was the fuel I needed to be able to make it through the night with an optimistic outlook.  Last night was bath night (which we do every 3 nights) and then when I swaddled him I did it looser than normal and his right arm started to come out so I swaddled around it.  He didn't fight the swaddle, but he did fight sleep at first.  After I fed him it took about an hour for him to fall asleep, but then he slept for 3 hours, nurse, 3 hours, nurse, and I woke him up at 4 hours!  And all of that sleep was done in the pack n play with his cute little arm out of the swaddle.  It really is like a victory when your child sleeps for an elongated period.

Changes from last week:
Parker is smiling!!  He will have one smile each day, but it is unpredictable :(  It is beautiful when he does though, even if it's just a half smile it is adorable.  He is staying awake for longer periods of time in the day.  Probably an hour or an hour an a half after each daytime feeding.  His neck strength is incredible, he lifts his head up all the time, it still will drop to the side if it's not supported but that is happening less and less.  He is able to see further.  His favorite thing to look at are can lights and other ceiling lights.  We have LED lights in our kitchen that we hate, but he loves. We have noticed in the last day or two while we are in the living room he is looking into the kitchen at the lights! We went to my mother in laws over the weekend and he was looking up at the ceiling, all around and then would cry.  I think he was looking for some kind of ceiling lights!

Well that's the update for the week, it has taken me almost 15 hours to write this post!  I will leave you all with an adorable pic from my kid :)

Sleep... it's like a miracle drug

So... the past two nights my wonderful kiddo has given me a 4 hour stretch of sleep... and then usually another 3 hour stretch :) It is amazing what sleep can do for a person.  I feel so much better as a human! I made dinner last night, I wrapped gifts, and I went and got my nails done! My baby is behaving so wonderfully after having rested so much too!

Today we are taking our family Christmas pictures and I am NOT looking forward to it.  When I was pregnant I gained 39 lbs. Within 2 weeks of coming home I lost 22 and I haven't looked lately but my clothes are fitting more like they used to :) But my face is still large and in pictures I don't look like I have lost much weight... so I know I will  not like these photos because of that.  But because it is Parker's first Christmas I will endure and take the first family photo and buy at least one picture to remember the occasion... and buy lots of pictures of his Christmas photos!  Then tomorrow is his one month... wow, where did that time go?  My baby has changed so much already.  He is so alert and stays awake more during the day and he already has preferences.  My little bundle of joy :)

I will post his pics later or tomorrow... life of a new mom you never know when you will have time to do things like blog posts!

My little tree frog!

Due Date

Well today was suppose to be my due date for Mr. Parker.  And instead I have a 4 week old son! My goodness the past 4 weeks have been tough ones.  I am not one of those sugar coating moms who says that having a newborn has been nothing but perfect.... It has been exhausting! During the day everything is usually seems fine, he is actually a REALLY good baby.  When he is fussy, so far it has been for a reason and that reason is usually hunger.  He took to breastfeeding pretty good, other than pain for me there hasn't been many issues.  He does however like to "play" instead of eat in the middle of the night.. and at 2am that is quite frustrating.  Anytime we have taken him out in public he has been an angel, no crying even if it is WAY past his meal time :) We even took him to dinner with us the other night.. (unexpectedly) and he slept through most of it and then people watched when he was awake.  So needless to say we are very lucky with a good baby that is happy most of the time.  But even with a happy baby it is tiring.  I am still adjusting to being responsible for another persons well being 100%.  I had no idea life would be the way it is right now.  Not that I am complaining, it is just SO different.  The things I think I miss the most are the little things.  Like pillow talk with the Hubs. Parker sleeps in our room right now and if we try to chat before falling asleep (which is a fav. past time of mine) he starts crying... way to ruin a moment.

But then right before he is eating and I am getting myself situated, he just looks so adorable that I forget all about being tired and drained. I have gotten a few smiles out of him and that was a victory for me.  Another thing I LOVE about my kid is that is takes great pictures.  He knows how to sit still and look right at the camera, which makes this photography mommy very happy!

Well I have a hungry boy crying for me, so I will just leave you all with these latest Christmas pics of the little guy ;)

See... ADORABLE! Love those eyes :)

Parker Jean Chamberlain Part 2

PART 2:

At 4:15 they started me on a pitocin drip to try and speed things up since my contractions weren't regular yet.  At that time I was dilated to a 3... still a far ways to go.  At 6:15 I started to feel a small contraction again so I pressed the nice epidural pen.  Then about 2 minutes later I felt an OMG contraction and almost lost my shit.  I knew I couldn't handle going through that pain again and  didn't want to.  I held it together though, knowing that if I started to cry then I wouldn't stop.  The Dr. checked me and informed me that HOLY SHIT I was at a 10.  It was go time.  I proceeded to then tell her NO.  I didn't want to push that was the one thing I didn't want to do.  I would have rather had a c-section than push and feel the "ring of fire" or feel the tearing or cutting.  I didn't want that.  She allowed me to labor down for another hour and a half and during that I pushed my epidural button as often as I could.  That I think is what saved me. 

While my family rested up for the next big part of the day, I tried to stay in denial that I was about to have a baby.  It was surreal, it felt like it wasn't going to happen.  Then they told me I had to push.  I began pushing and the Hubs and my sister kept telling me how good I was doing, and I thought they were bullshitting me to make me feel better. It wasn't until the Dr. told me 35 minutes later to stop pushing, that during my next contraction I would have a baby.  That is when it hit me, I had made it.  I made it to the finish line and was about to cross it.  The pushing wasn't bad at all, I didn't feel any pain and now I was going to be a mom. I knew it was coming and just waited. As I felt the familiar pressure I grabbed my thighs and pushed every so slightly.  I felt him come out and then he was here.  

The next couple minutes were a blur.  There was crying and screaming and hustle and bustle of nurses. The Dr. continued to work on me and I anxiously waited to hear if I would need stitches.  To my surprise I didn't tear at all, HOORAY FOR ME!! I was so happy, there was this small thing staring up at me, a love I never knew I could feel from my husband, and a feeling of wholeness that I didn't know was empty.  Parker Jean was born at 8:32pm weighing 7lb 4oz, 21 in long. Even though he was considered a preemie since he was 4 weeks early, he was perfectly healthy and didn't need to spend any time in the NICU. 

That first night was terrifying.  Other than the fact that the Hubs and I were afraid to take our eyes off of him in fear that he would stop breathing, he had swallowed quite a bit of amniotic fluid and was throwing it up all night.  This made both of us now nervous that we stayed awake all night just listening for him to throw up and then suction out anything that came up.  Once the sun came up it didn't seem so scary so baby and I were able to get some sleep. 

These are some very sleepy eyes on the morning after labor and no sleep. The next are a few cute pictures of the little guy that I've taken over the last 2 weeks. 

Parker ready to go home! He didn't like the car seat at first, now it is like an instant sleep machine. 

Hanging out in his bouncer, where he slept for the first few nights. At his first Dr. appt where we learned he was loosing too much weight so we had to increase the feedings and take him back to the hospital for a 2nd weigh in.  Which he did fine at :)

Love this shot of my finger sucker <3 p="p">

More finger sucking :)

While I feed Parker I have a friend who always sits with me.

Parker sleeping after a feeding. 

More sleeping...

and more sleeping...

....

Finally an awake picture!  His first at home bath, which he hates. 

Finger sucking :)

and a small smile out of my little guy.  

That is the story of how this amazing little boy came to the Hubs and I.  Being a mom isn't an easy job, and there aren't any breaks, but I can't even say that it's worth it... it's just my life now.  I don't even have to think about whether it's worth it or not, it is this way as if it has always been this way.  I think what I love most is seeing my husband interact with him and the love that radiates from him when he looks at him or talks about him.  It is amazing to look at your husband in a new way after looking at him in the same ol' way for 8 years.  To watch him be a father makes me speechless :).  

Parker Jean Chamberlain Part 1

So this may be a 2 part post, since a lot has happened in the last 2 weeks.  Friday 11/9 I had a Dr appointment, and it was going to be my first internal exam to see if I was dilated.  I had been having braxton hicks contractions and was curious to see if they were making any kind of a difference.  The Dr. said that I was a fingertip to 1 cm dilated and 50% effaced.  She didn't think I was going to make it to my due date of 12/10, but rather I would give birth probably a week early.  This got me so excited!! I had taken the last 2 days off of work and was starting my maternity leave the following Monday so I knew that I needed to take advantage of this time and get stuff done quicker than expected.  After leaving that appointment, I knew things needed to move quickly.  I called my mom who was going to help me organize my hall closet the next day and told her that maybe we should go shopping to get those last minute items that we still needed instead. That night was like any other night.. heart burn that was HORRIBLE, and lack of sleep.  The next day my mom and I went shopping to a few stores, and it was exhausting.  We ended up getting home earlier than expected so we cleaned out the closet anyways.  That night when I went to the bathroom, I noticed that a small amount of my mucus plug had come out.  This was exciting to me, knowing that it meant that labor was on it's way.  I knew that I could still go weeks with nothing happening, but it didn't matter, this meant something was going to happen, that I wasn't going to be pregnant forever.  Sunday I felt... different.  I was having period like cramps, but didn't think anything of it.  I went about my day like normal still trying to get the house as together as possible, and procrastinating on household duties since, hey I was going to be off work for 4 weeks before the baby and had time to do laundry a different day.  But when it came to baby preparation, something told me that I needed to be ready.  I made my husband install the carseat, I finished all my laundry so that I could pack my hospital bag and stayed up late putting away baby's clothes.  I told my husband before we went to bed that I felt like something was going to happen very soon.  At this point we didn't have a pack n play set up, we didn't have the monitor, bouncer, or changing table set up.  Monday morning at 3:12am my husband was having back spasms so I got out of bed and was plugging in a heating pad when I felt "leaking".  It felt like I had peed a little, but that I wasn't controlling it.  I quickly plugged the heating pad in and ran to the bathroom, as I ran over there I felt another small gush of liquid and then nothing. I didn't tell my husband anything, thinking that it couldn't be my water because it wasn't the gush that you hear about.  I went about my morning, but little gushes kept coming out, probably 5x.  I called my sister and told her about them and she insisted that I call the Dr.  I didn't want to, for fear that this could be it and I wasn't ready, but I finally did and they told me to come in so that they could check me to see if it was amniotic fluid. So I called my hubby and told him to come home from work that I thought my water broke.  While waiting I showered, got all pretty since I figured my picture would be taken a lot that day and watched some TV.  Finally we got the labor and delivery department and they had to do an internal speculum exam to test the liquid that was coming out. OUCH! That was the worst part.  So the lady came back and said nope, it wasn't amniotic fluid, my water hadn't broken.  Part of me was relieved and part of me was sad.  Yes I was going to be able to still enjoy the rest of the 4 weeks of disability without a baby, and yes I would be able to attend the Twilight premiere that was happening Thursday, but I wanted a baby too.  Instead of doing the smart thing and getting on top of all those things that weren't finished we ate In-n-Out and took a long nap.  I did absolutely nothing that day to be productive.  The next morning, Tuesday November 13th was quite day for me.  I got up in the middle of the night to pee.. for like the 3rd time and every time I would feel underneath me to see if the bed was wet.  Every time it was dry, but I felt like I was wet.  At 5:02am I got up to pee again and while walking over there I heard liquid hit the tile, and then again a gush of liquid splashed under me.  I quickly jumped to the toilet where more and more water slowly trickled out of me.  I knew this was it.  I immediately starting shaking and panicking. I called labor and delivery again and told them what had happened but also told them that I didn't want to waste my time going out there if this wasn't it.  But the fact that I had to hold a towel under me to grab the labor and delivery phone number from the living room told me that this was it.  I called my Mom and asked her to come over so that she could drive me to the hospital since Hubs was already on his way to work.  I told him that once they admitted me I would let him know to come home.  No sense in his missing another day of work if this wasn't it.  I starting having period like cramps again, but since I was having them over the weekend I didn't think anything of it.  I told my Mom and she told me that those were contractions.  I started timing them and they were about 6-7 minutes apart, but not regular.  I got to the hospital at 7:15am and they didn't have to do the speculum test! Hooray!! They said right away that I was considered grossly ruptured. They began monitoring me and admitted me at 8:30 into labor and delivery.  The contractions were closer together now, ranging 2-6 minutes apart, but not painful yet. At 10:15 they were getting to the uncomfortable/painful state.  Probably a 6-7 on the pain scale. They offered me narcotics.. a drug that starts with an F, but I denied it. I wanted to try and wait as long as I could before getting the epidural for fear that it would be a LONG day if I got it too early.  By 10:30 the contractions became stronger but still inconsistent timing.  The Hubs got to the hospital at 11, and I was in pain. Probably on 8-8 1/2. The nurse finally checked my progress and I was only a 2... :( Talk about discouragement.  All that pain and I progressed 1 cm! The nurse suggested that I walk around, but I didn't want to move.  Finally at 12 I decided fine I would walk the halls.  That lasted about 10 minutes before I was in extreme pain and wanted to go back to the bed.  I demanded the epidural at that point, but of course the anesthesiologist was about to go into a c-section.  So I got the narcotics at a full dose.  THAT DID NOTHING.  At this point the contractions were 2-4 minutes apart and hell.  I would tense up every time and try to breath heavily through them as if I was doing a breathing test.  If I took 10 deep breaths, the contraction had usually reached it's peak and was coming down.  After 1 hr and the Dr still not being ready I told the nurse that the drugs did nothing but I would take another dose since the Dr wasn't there.  He did show up about 15 minutes later though at 2:30.  The Hubs held me as the Dr. poked at my back.  I felt the small pinch of the local and then pressure only.  At one point the Hubs let go of me and walked out.. I had no idea why but apparently he couldn't handle watching the Dr. stick me with the long needle and had to step outside. My Mr. sensitive :) Anyways, the epidural wasn't immediate relief, it took about 20 minutes.  But it was ok.. I knew that shortly I would not feel the contractions.  At that point I rested.  I never slept but I closed my eyes and just listened to the conversations between Hubs, my sister and my Mom.  

Movements... 26 Weeks

Well here we are at 26 weeks!  Wow, can't believe it's almost the third trimester... wow. Well some of the changes and milestones that have happened in the past few weeks are increased energy :), better mood, bigger appetite, heartburn (no big deal, I carry Tums with me), back pain (not fun), and the best by far... the movement.  Little Parker is a mover!  He moves the most when I am laying flat on my back (I know I shouldn't, but it's most comfortable!) I have found that almost everyday for the last 2 weeks, I come home from work pull up my shirt and push down the maternity bottoms and watch my belly.  My hands have always been on my stomach since pretty much I found out I was pregnant, a few people at work even said that it was my hand always on my stomach that made them think I was pregnant. Now because I get to feel him kicking, rolling, and punching I do it 10 times more often.  It really is the most amazing thing to feel.  It still surprises and shocks me, like "wow, the thing inside there has a mind of it's own and does what it wants... and I feel those movements!"

I go to bed about 30 minutes before the Hubs now and I will read Parker Good Night Moon, then put my hands on my belly and just feel Parker move around.  I can't help but smile when I catch a glimpse of a foot skimming the top of my belly, or quickly punching out the side of my belly. Probably just being the braggy Mom, but I truly hope everyone is able to experience that one day.

I know that the Hubs is jealous when we are sitting watching TV and I start talking to Parker and asking him to not kick so hard on my bladder.  He feels him every time he puts his hand on my belly now and sometimes will talk to him at night about his day.   I think it's harder for him to "talk" to Parker, even though he feels him moving it's not as real to him as it is for me.  I understand this and think a lot of men feel the same way. They don't feel 24 hours a day that their life is different. To him the difference is happening in 3 months (AHHH!!). But in the mean time he is being amazing when it comes to the prep work.  So far for the nursery he has set the crib and finished the pallet wall.  We just went to Ikea this weekend (YEEEAA!) and bought a cubby book shelf for the closet and the Hubs is going to install that this weekend and put up new lower closet poles. We still have (he still has lol) quite a bit that needs to be done before Parker's arrival.  We need to finish the closet, make the bedding and curtains, get a new ceiling light/fan, get a new door, a new window, put up decor on the walls, and then rest! Seems like a lot, but we can do it :) I will leave you all with some updated pics of the little guy and his nursery.

22 Weeks!!

Well I made it to 5 1/2 months!!! WHoo Hooo!!  Since my last blog entry a lot has happened.  I got some disturbing news from work, (which I won't go into because its's not even worth it) and I think the stress from that just filled my stress bowl and anything else that was added caused an anxiety attack.  The week before we were flying off to Ohio I started having them anytime I thought about the flight. I was terrified about feeling sick on the plane and not being able to get off or of anything going wrong and making the plane land on a count of me (I know dramatic).  But I talked to my Dr. who gave me Zofran for any nausea that may appear and that seemed to ease my mind a little.  The night before our flight I don't know what happened but I just got over it.  I all of a sudden had a very overwhelming feeling that it was going to be fine, and there was no more anxiety.  So we flew to Ohio for a wedding, had no issues other than discomfort of the flight.  But it was a 10 hour day for a pregnant lady so yea it was uncomfortable. We finally made it and I found out some amazing news!!! My cousin is pregnant too!! She hasn't had her first appt yet but she thinks she is 8-9 weeks.  I'm so excited our kids will have cousins near there age... not physically near them but near their age.  The wedding was fun, the Hubs does like he always does and owned the dance floor the entire night.  Then before we knew it, it was time to get on the plane to go home :( It was not fun. When we got off my feet were so swollen and stayed swollen the rest of the night, Hubs couldn't stop laughing at my sausage toes.  So that is a summary of our trip :)

How far Along: 22 weeks!

Size of Baby: This week baby is a Papaya.

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Total Weight Gain/Loss: So far since the day I found out I was pregnant, I am up 12 lbs.  

Maternity Clothes: oh yes, lots of dresses!! 

Gender: A big BOY!  Parker Jean :)

Belly Button In/Out: Definitely becoming more shallow, but still considered an "iney"

Stretch Marks: So far so good, none yet :)

Labor Signs: Ummm No 

Movement: I still don't think I have felt any "kicks" but as soon as I first wake up I feel a lot of movement, and if I wake up in the middle of the night for some reason I will start to feel him moving. I can feel and see them from the outside, but the Hubs is too impatient, he will put his hand on my belly wait 30 seconds and then give up.    

Sleep: Starting this last week I have been getting up again in the middle of the night to pee :( I think this will be a constant for the rest of my pregnancy now.  

Cravings/Aversions: I don't feel like any of my cravings are weird cravings, I feel like I always had these cravings, I'm just acting on them now guiltlessly :)

Symptoms: My heartburn/acid reflux is still very present, and I have certain days where I have lots of energy and others where I have none.  In the last couple of days I can not get enough food! I feel like a bottomless pit. Usually one to two days a week I have have horrible gas pains that have me doubled over in pain.  That's always enjoyable.  

Feeling: Ever since I conquered flying to Ohio and being on vacation outside of my protective bubble, I have been feeling really good.   

Best Moment this Week: Still just feeling any movement :)

What I Miss: My clothes :(  

What I am Looking Forward To: This little guy being here.  I'm ready now. 

Milestones: I found an adorable pair of newborn chuck taylor shoes, they are so cute.  That's really the only big thing that has happened this week 

Next Appointment: Tomorrow for a follow up to my last ultrasound where someone was being stubborn and didn't want to show the technician his spine.     

19 Weeks

How far Along: 19 weeks!

Size of Baby: This week baby is a Mango.

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Total Weight Gain/Loss: So far since the day I found out I was pregnant, I am up 8 lbs.  

Maternity Clothes: Since it has been so hot lately, I have been able to get away with dresses or a couple pairs of maternity shorts.  But I am noticing that the first set of maternity shorts I bought were not meant to take me from 3 months to 5 or 6 months... I will be getting a new pair soon.  I am getting sadder and sadder every time I go to put on a regular top and it DOES NOT FIT!! I knew this day would come, but I didn't think this soon :(

Gender: A big BOY!  Parker Jean :)

Belly Button In/Out: Definitely becoming more shallow, but still considered an "iney"

Stretch Marks: So far so good, none yet :)

Labor Signs: Ummm No 

Movement: I have been feeling it for the last few weeks... probably since week 14/15... but this week was a quiet week and then this weekend... was not so quiet.  I always have my hand on my tummy just waiting to be able to feel something from the outside but nothing yet. No real kicks just, still just feels like "swooshes" like there is a fish swimming in my tummy.  

Sleep: Sleep was pretty good this week... once I got to sleep.  Heartburn has been keeping me from falling asleep, but just pop a couple tums and I'm good.   

Cravings/Aversions: Still no weird cravings, just when something sounds good I want it.  Much like before I was pregnant, the nice thing is that now... I indulge in the craving :)  I have been on a one fruit a day kick, and when I don't eat that one fruit a day I feel sluggish.  

Symptoms: Last week I did have one day where I felt nauseous all day... it was horrible, I am so glad to be out of that stage!  But no more since then.. I am still really sleepy, I think I am iron deficient :( Heartburn is the biggest thing right now, today it feels like after every meal I have it :(  

Feeling: Today especially I am feeling great!  Everytime I feel a little something in my tummy a smile just appears on my face, and I did not think I would be one of those pregnant girls who just sits and puts her hand on her tummy and waits for the next little thump, but I am :)  

Best Moment this Week: Being interrupted at work by so much movement that I couldn't concentrate, LOVE IT!

What I Miss: A cold beer on a hot, terrible, awful, no good, very bad day (Lol for anyone who gets this Alexander reference)

What I am Looking Forward To: My next ultrasound, and visiting family in a week.

Milestones: I finished registering yesterday!  What a task that was

Next Appointment: Monday the 23rd for the anatomy scan ultrasound.   

Happy 4th of July!

Happy 4th of July everyone!! Sorry I haven't been keeping up with my blogging, but growing this little guy is TIRING and the only thing I have energy for is to work and hang out on the couch.  As of today I am 17w 2d, I don't weight myself on a regular basis anymore (which I LOVE) so I don't know how much I have gained.  I am feeling so much better without being constantly nauseated, it makes me look back at the last 4 months and wonder how in the hell did I make it this far still alive?!? My new pregnancy symptoms are heart burn, acid reflux, and sleep insomnia.  But they aren't nearly as bad as the nausea was.  As far as movement, I have been feeling it for about a week and a half, like a fish is swimming around under my belly button.  It's funny too, since the first time I heard the baby's heart beat on our doppler machine, he has ALWAYS been on my left side.  That was around week 10, and he is still favoring that side!  When we went in for our ultrasounds, he is always on the left and any movement that I feel is on the left.  It's cute that he already has preferences :)  

Here is a picture of my from last weekend at a wedding, you can see our little guy was definitely in attendance :)

These are just some adorable clothes that we have picked up recently, haven't bought much for the baby but we did get these :)

  

14 weeks?

We had our appt for our NT scan Friday, where they look for specific genetic markers that would let us know if there is a risk for specific genetic disorders.  This test has to be done within weeks 11 and 14 due to the baby's development and location of the neck.  I scheduled my appt for Friday, which according to my DR would be 13 weeks, according to my ultrasound at 7 weeks, would put baby at 13w 5d due to growth.  Well we got a little surprise that day....


BABY IS HUGE! Baby is now measuring at 15 weeks!  So we could not do the measurements for the NT scan, but we did get a lot of great pictures of the kid... including the infamous between the legs shot!

How far Along: 14 or 15 weeks..... 

Size of Baby: This week baby is an orange.



Total Weight Gain/Loss: +1/5 (1 this week out of 5 total)

Maternity Clothes: Wearing only maternity bottoms or dresses, I can still pull of a couple non-maternity tops, they are just tight.  

Gender: We have ourselves a big BOY!!! We are still going to do the elective ultrasound in a couple weeks just to be sure, but the tech sounded pretty confident that it was a boy :)

Belly Button In/Out: Still in there :)

Stretch Marks: Still none 

Labor Signs: Ummm No 

Movement: Nope, very excited for this to happen, but no not yet.  

Sleep: This week was a little better, but that's probably because the Hubs was off a couple days this week so he stayed up much later than I did, and to not wake me when he came to bed he stayed on the couch. (Our couch is the most comfortable couch and some nights we fight over who gets to sleep there!)  So a few nights I sleep AMAZINGLY with my legs and arms sprawled out all across the bed :) 

Cravings/Aversions: Still just junk food... I know I should be eating healthier, and maybe this week... but so far just junk food for me.

Symptoms: This week has been such a relief, I had almost no nausea, and what little I did have I could totally handle.  The fatigue is still there, but mostly during the week after work.  I have been having  pains in my knees, and tingly legs after work, but I have had this before so I know that I just have to get up and walk a little and I'll be fine. Still all of this together is SOOO MUCH BETTER than the last couple months!   

Feeling: Feeling pretty good, and looking forward to continue feeling good :)

Best Moment this Week: Seeing our big boy jumping around and waving hi and dancing for us.  And seeing the Hubs tear up as he watched the baby move <3 :)

What I Miss: Our neighbors are big boat people, and last year we went out to a local lake with them for the first time over labor day weekend and had one of the funnest times I've had in a long time.  This year we are going with them for the 4th of July, but it won't be as fun for me!  Watching everyone else being drunk bafoons... and being the sober responsible one... sometimes that sucks, and this year I will be that person.  So I am missing being able to go out and have a good intoxicated time.  I rarely drink, and even when I do I only drink a little, but still the knowing that I can't have any... makes me want it more.    

What I am Looking Forward To: Seeing the baby again at our 3D ultrasound. 

Milestones: Getting past the icky phase of pregnancy (I hope). 

Next Appointment: Wednesday I have a pre-natal appt where we will discuss moving my due date up since the baby is growing so quickly and the Ultrasound Dr doesn't seem to think I will make it to my original due date of Dec. 14th.