23 Week Ultrasound

Today was another doctor visit, and another growth ultrasound. He is growing healthy and strong, his kicks and punches are getting stronger and stronger every day. He is 1lb and 9oz, heartbeat is strong, and the doctor said all his limbs and organs are in place and he is exactly where he should be for his gestational age. Unfortunately, we had the sonographer that I am not a fan of, who takes terrible pictures and isn't very friendly. The pictures that we have aren't great, and she did a 4D ultrasound, which we were so excited about seeing, and it just didn't turn out great. But the doctor said that the best time to have that done is between 28-30 weeks, because we will be able to see what he looks like much better. I hate to say it, but the 4D pictures look kinda creepy, but then he is just bone and loose skin haha! So here is John!

I might explode!

So I've come to the realization that it is time for me to look into getting some bigger pants, this realization happening when I have been discovering that it is getting harder to move around and breathe while in my work pants and once I get home, the best feeling in the world is getting out of those pants and into something roomy. I guess I never thought that at 10 weeks I'd been needed to start maternity clothes shopping, but I am just so bloated and fuller feeling around my waist. I am definitely not complaining though, I love being pregnant, so far everything is still going well, the queasy feeling is really starting to go away, and now all I am really left with is incredible fatigue and a full waist. And I have already gone up two bra sizes, which my husband isn't complaining about, but I'd appreciate more if they didn't hurt all the damn time!

Hormones are something else I am still getting used to. I've never been on who really cries over a lot of things, unless it is something important to me, or my feelings have really been hurt. But now, I cry at the most stupidest things, like because we ran out of soap, or because a customer borrowed my pen and didn't give it back. And then I turn into raging bitch the next second, usually yelling at my poor husband about something, which causes him to get on the defensive, but I think he's starting to learn that I really have no control over these things.

Other then that, things are going really well, and I can't believe we are at 10 weeks already!! A few more weeks and we'll be out of the first trimester and from what I heard things get a little easier, such as the morning sickness subsides and you start getting more energy. I am just looking forward to our next appointment in two weeks, another ultrasound of the sweet pea. I'll need to get my ultrasound pics scanned into the computer so I can share!

Hi Mom!!

Yesterday was my second prenatal appointment, which included the lovely physical exam, ladies, you know you gotta love that exam! Luckily, that didn't last too long and it was on to the good stuff....another ultrasound!!

This time they did an external ultrasound instead of the internal and right away there was our little sweet pea, and it had grown so much in just the past week, and this week we were able to see its heart beating!! It was so cute and beating so fast, 173 beats per minute, so we have a strong baby so far. It was also such a relief to see that heartbeat, I knew everything was going well from last week's ultrasound, but just actually getting to see its heart beating for the first time, it was truly a miracle. Then, the baby decided it wanted to say hi, the tech said look, there is an arm bud, and you could see it sticking up, and then she said, looks like they are moving for you too, and the baby started wiggling!! I knew it, the kid is a ham already...

I also had to get blood work done, 7 vials they took from me, and I had to drink the lovely sugar drink when I got there for the glucose testing. I swear it was like flat orange soda with a big bite to it. Not something a preggo in her first trimester really wants to try and get down, but I did it as fast as possible. So hopefully everything comes back good there.

Next appointment is going to be on April 22nd, when I am at 12 weeks (we are 9 weeks today!), and we will have another ultrasound, and also 8 days before the appointment I need to follow this kit they gave me, where I prick my finger and send in the blood and they will have it by my appointment time, and those results plus the ultrasound will be a first trimester screening for Down Syndrome. Great, another thing I need to worry about, but I have faith that everything is going to be OK.

Oh yes, I've always realized I know need to get maternity pants and a bigger bra (I've already gone up a size, and now this one is getting too tight). Phil isn't complaining though...Hahahahaha!!!

Where I've been and sad news

First off, let me apologize for not being online and blogging, but things have been pretty difficult here around Kimbo Central.

Two weeks ago I started having some pain in my lower right side, where my kidney's are. The pain kept getting worse to the point where I couldn't lay down, sit, and eventually I was unable to keep down any food or liquids. Phil took me into the ER, where it turned out I had a serious, raging kidney infection, to the point where if I had waited a few more days before coming into the hospital, it would have killed me. I was admitted and since I was so dehydrated, I was put on IV fluids and antibiotics.

On Tuesday morning, around 4am, I started bleeding and after an ultrasound and exam, we found out I was having a miscarriage. Luckily, I was still in the hospital at the time, but it was the worst experience I have ever gone through. I spent the entire day cramping and bleeding until that evening, when I was able to get into surgery and have a DNC, where they scrap your uterus.

I finally was able to come home on Thursday, and the doctor said that it is going to take about three weeks for me to get back on my feet again. I have no energy whatsoever and spend most of the time laying on the couch resting and catching a nap or two during the day. Phil has been really good, taking care of me, and I am on antibiotics which are helping the infection in my kidney's go away completely (they think I had a stone that I passed, which caused the infection), and also on iron pills, since I lost so much blood with the miscarriage.

As for that, this has had to be the hardest thing I have ever gone through. Even though I was only 7 weeks along, it was still our child, and we loved it very much. We were so looking forward to being parents and were so happy about being pregnant. It is definitely a loss, and one we are dealing with. We've each had our moments, and even though I went through a period where I thought it was my fault, it wasn't. The doctor said that every women has at least one miscarriage in her life, and that this is the body and nature's way of taking care of something that wasn't right. We will have a baby in the future, we know this. It just wasn't the right time right now, and as hard as it is to deal with, at least our baby is in a better place.

Thank you to everyone who has helped me out through all of this, and been there for me. If you don't see me blogging a lot, it is because I am doing a lot of resting to get better. But I am still here, and getting better everyday.

Peanut

It is truly amazing how your life can change in an instant. How when your least expecting it, things happen in your life that make can either make your world a better place. For me, there are two instances in which I can look back and say my life changed in that instant. The first was the first day Phil and I met, in person. The minute I looked at him and he smiled at me, I knew my life would forever be different and better because he was a part of it and I was right, life hasn't been the same since that day, and I wouldn't change it for the world. The second time that happened to me was Oct. 24, 2007, when the pregnancy test came up positive.

That's right, blog friends, Kimbo is expecting a little one. My cycle was supposed to start on Oct. 23rd, and it isn't rare for me to either be early, or be late. But something felt different this month, and Phil ran off to get me a test, even though I figured I should wait a week before doing so. I took the test, which frankly is sort of degrading, sitting there peeing on a damn stick, but I did it and immediately a plus sign started forming. I sat there, shaking, not believing my eyes. It wasn't a faint line, it was a very visible "Your knocked up" plus sign, and I took the test out to Phil. He looked at it and I saw his eyes water and a shocked, yet happy look on his face and he got up and started dancing around, calling all his family and friends. I called just my mom, and decided to wait to a week and take another test, just to be sure.

A week later, on a Wednesday morning, I took another test, with the same result. It was official. I know people say it is bad luck to tell people during your first trimester, but I am excited and I want to share my news with the people I care about most, because if God forbid something does happen (which I am praying it doesn't), it is those people who I want at my side supporting me.

It seems that there are some people who are not happy about this news. I understand the concern over money and the fact that right now Phil's job isn't always steady, such that happens when working in the construction business. I know some would have liked to see us wait and be married for a year before starting a family, and although that is ideal, sometimes things happen. And I know others worry about my arthritis and whether I am going to be able to care for my child once it is born. And I appreciate every one's worries and concerns, but I wish people seemed to be a little more happy for us. Having a child is truly a blessing in my eyes, and something that I have always wanted. As far back as I can remember it has been my dream to have a family of my own, and I know that not only will I be a good mother, but that Phil is going to be an excellent father. It is at this time that although I know people have concerns, I wish I could get a little more support and happiness and well-wishes, instead of hearing nothing but negative comments, or no comments at all.

At this moment, according to the first day of my last period, I am 6 weeks and 2 days pregnant. My first prenatal visit is Nov. 15th, at which we will have our first ultrasound and get to hear the heartbeat. I am doing pretty well, my breasts are very very tender, and I have had some nausea, and my sense of smell is definitely heightend. And my boobs seems to get bigger by the day (which really isn't a bad thing), and I can cry at the drop of the hat, or turn into the biggest bitch with no notice (which is not a good thing). I am also really tired all the time. Some days I find I have the energy to clean up around here, while other days, like today, I just feel like napping all day long and doing absolutely nothing.

Phil is really getting into the whole thing. There is a website called www.babycenter.com, which when you sign up, it will send you an update each week telling your what week you are in, how your baby is developing that week, and what is going on with you. Each Saturday we get the new email update, and he will sit right next to me with his hand on my tummy while I read what's going on with the development, and also show him the picture they have of what the baby looks like that week. He sits there with a big grin on his face and tears in his eyes. He is a proud and happy daddy already, and I feel so very lucky to have him and have him be so involved.

Now, you might be wondering about the subject line of "Peanut". Well, since it is too soon to tell if it is a boy or a girl, I've been calling the baby Peanut, and Phil has now started calling the baby Peanut as well.

Well, enough of my ramblings for today. I know I haven't blogged in awhile, but it has been quite a busy time around here, and I haven't been online as much as I usually am, but now that things are getting back to normal around here I will be back to regular blogging, and video blogging as well. Until next time, bye blog friends!