Nothin but a heartburn thang, yo.

Hiya folks! I took this picture (with a little help) at about 3 o'clock in the morning. And I am posting on the INTERNET at  2:02 am.

why all the late night prenatal erotic photo jouralistic activity? I gots HEARTBURN!  Can't go to sleep. Because i can't lay down. Can't do anything actually erotic, because i can't lay down! Can't read a book, etc etc etc.

Oh. and i'm unemployed.  So staying up later and later has become the norm. We went to bed last night at 3:45. Ridiculous.

I know, i know what you're going to say: Just you wait little Ms. "3 am" until you have to wake up at 5 am to feed that baby.  why do people love to taunt you with this when you are pregnant?  Is it the only way that sleep deprived parents of actual birthed children can react to their deep personal envy  and disgust when they hear that i woke up today at 11:45?  That's right bitches! 11:45 AM.  That's almost PM!!!!

But don't hate me because i'm beautiful ( and sleep late and have no job) Hate me because as soon as i have children that wake me up all night, i am going to do the same thing to your lazy ass when i hear about how you slept past 9.

If this post is about nothing, it's mostly because i don't have a lot of material to work with right now. Sure i dislike heartburn but i love Rolaids (especially the mint ones) and i do feel tired lately, but eh, who cares.

In actuality i have nothing to whine, kvetch, or bitch about these days. I feel great. and everybody is sooooooo nice to you when you are pregnant. And nicest of all i felt something yesterday that i believe was tiny fingers rapping against the insides of me almost like a secret knock.

And i am tempted to say things like, "how cute is that kid? She taps on my insides!" Wow. Could this be mommyhood beginning?

Long time no see!

I've been remiss in logging my blog! But my excuse is a doosey.  I was getting married!  Which could really spawn a blog of it's own, if a person possibly had time to blog while planning a wedding.  But, it is unseemly to whine, kvetch or bitch about planning a wedding.  So i will not. (specially since it came of really swell!) See the picture!

So back to the subject at hand! (Which, incidentally, lends itself beautifully to bitching)

Tomorrow i will be officially SIX months pregnant!   I spent the bulk of weeks 14-22 planning said wedding....

Gah! now i am SIX AND A HALF months pregnant. man it is really hard to finish one of these posts in a logical way.  And here is why folks.  things like this happen every damn day in month SIX:

I realize, oh! i need butter. I leave my cart in the broccoli isle and quickly trot over to the butter. I merely slow down a bit at the salami and cheese and think, hmmmn salami, when i suddenly i have no idea what i am going to get.  Have to go back to the cart stare at it for a while then remember BUTTER! this time i walk to butter aisle and repeat ALOUD several times butter, butter, butter.

Other things that happen
Can't do math anymore. then suddenly can again. it's like temporary brain damage. For a related example see the above where i spelled aisle like a small island.  Yes an entire isle of broccoli!  It's like the blue lagoon!

Also can't bend down anymore.  I mean I can, but it is oh so unpleasant. It squeezes my stomach between my uterus and my lungs (presumably- i don't fucking know it just squeezes something)  And this causes an increase in the already rapid and alarming rate at which ACID leaks out of my stomach into my esophagus. Can you believe i can spell esophagus but not aisle?

This wouldn't be such a big problem except that, like all pregnancy symptoms, one is meant to exacerbate the other.  I drop every-fucking-thing i pick up! sometimes twice.  Yesterday i dropped a nearly full liter bottle of water while i was just standing in the AISLE at Ikea.  it was completely out of the blue, i fumbled it and then almost caught it and then dropped it in a spectacular display of slapstick right in front of two ikea salespeople and then felt compulsed to explain that i am pregnant and i can't hold on to anything.  Thank god phinny arrived and steered me away while i babbled because i was just about to start explaining how the relaxin that allows your uterus to expand also has an effect on the joints in your fingers.

So it goes like this drop keys, bend to pick up keys, get bad heartburn, complain, drop fork, continue cycle.

Anyway, so this is my most scattered post to date but i am going to post it, anyway, because i don't want to metaphorically drop anymore stuff today.

Who needs drugs?

I am 15 weeks today!  That is two weeks into the second trimester. That, for those of you who don't know, is the party trimester. Just because you can't take drugs and drink margaritas, doesn't mean you don't get the benefits of chemicals surging through your system!

Ah, I'm exaggerating.  While i have woken up hung over and puking many many times during the first tri, i have not once felt drunk or high.  But there are sure similarities. What i have felt is this:

First Trimester

Emotional!  (like drunk) I have cried bitterly because my waffle sucked. (in my defense it really was a very bad waffle) i also cried when i was late for a yoga class.  Those are two unreasonable ones, but i am also crying at a lot more news stories, movies and the odd at&t commercial.  I watched the business of being born and i cried during every birth in that movie!  Great documentary by the way! And lastly in this category, i am using more !!!!!'s in my writing than ever!  Seriously!

Tired! (like stoned) Too tired to finish a sentence sometimes, which if you know me is pretty incredible. (and if you don't know me how did you find this blog?) Too tired to exercise. Which is bad because i will be getting married in a few weeks and i would really like it if my arms don't look pregnant too.  Too tired to brush my teeth. Phinny, who is really a champ, brought me my toothbrush and a cup a water so i could brush my teeth in bed last night. Yay Phinny!

Hungry! (like stoned)  I now carry snacks in my car and on my person everywhere i go in case i get the munchies. the big difference is i don't have the desire to eat endless amounts of junk food.  Rather if i don't get to eat something i do want, right away! with no waiting! it starts to feel painful and i get a little sick and i may cry.  and it better not be a shitty waffle!

Heart Racing (stoned)  These are thankfully over. But it sure is weird to be just sitting around doing nothing and your heart starts pounding like you just narrowly averted a Mac truck at 89 mph.

Yucky taste (cocaine?) i don't know, i only took it once or twice and i think i remember it drips a bitter taste onto your throat the whole time. (how delightful, i wonder why i never got into it)  This lesser known symptom of pregnancy is an acrid or metallic taste in your mouth. It is exacerbated by sweet foods and for some very unfortunate women doesn't go away until delivery.  Thank freakin' god mine got much better after 3 days of tasting blech.  I would have killed somebody.  And then cried.

Thirsty, snotty, have to pee!!! (drunk) I am so thirsty all the time so I drink a lot of water. Mucus membranes are overactive because of the hormones so i need to clear my throat and cough and the combination blows, because i always have to pee. If i cough really hard when i already have to pee really bad... you get the picture, yes?

Sore (not like any drug i ever took)  My abdomen is just generally sore all the time. It's very mild, and it only hurts if i move fast.  It really isn't even much of an inconvenience unless i need to stretch to reach something or forget and try to run somewhere. But it is weird.  It feels like i'm being stretched out from the inside. Which i guess i am,  so maybe it's not weird at all.  But i have felt it constantly since the second week. just interesting. to me!  Maybe not so much to you. Who's making you read this? not me. Go read a book.  I'm going to cry.

Second Trimester!

Sexual!!!! (drunk?, stoned?, rolling?) i don't know, it hasn't kicked in yet like they promised, but i'll keep you posted.

Do you see what i see?

19 and a half weeks!
round!

Holy Mother! 17 weeks today!

and not just a big belly you may notice.

Now i am 14 weeks! but i can't find my camera battery.

You just have to trust me, i'm fatter!

And then Boom! there it is. This is not food!

At 9 weeks

March 7, 2010

I could be wrong but i think this bump popped out faster than you can say "unwed mothers"

Just found out! There's a zygote in there!

A tiny, not fat, little zygote

At 4 weeks

Jan 31, 2010

Peeing is Believing

New LOW!!!

So morning sickness is kinda truckin’ along.  Every morning I wake up, feel fine, proceed to go down to breakfast with the family and try to eat so that I won’t barf.  The other day I ate a macaroon. Not a good choice, threw it up immediately. Yuck.  Next day ate a banana. Threw it up immediately. Not that bad. Banana is not so bad to throw up. Next day matzah. No throw up. But dry matzah sucks.

So yesterday I thought, I’ll spare myself the science experiment and just not eat. Throw up air. See how that goes.  That goes well. Throwing up nothing, amazingly still makes me feel better, even though nothing comes out. It’s so bizarre.  Just the motions and the absolutely cartoonish noises.

So this morning I ate like 4 spoonfuls of my 4 year old niece’s oatmeal.  The minute they all left to go to school, I calmly made my way to a toilet because it was puking time.  I accept that puking is now a daily ritual. Big deal.  I decide on the bent over the toilet pose instead of the also popular lean over the sink. What’s the diff, nothing really comes out?

On this particular occasion something comes out.  Not from my stomach!  I wretch my brains out sounding mostly like a bad actor pretending to vomit and, Good People I gotta tell ya, I peed myself. Not once. But on every stupid-cartoon-overacted heave! 

I jumped up ONTO the toilet and no pee, but I know I still have to barf more so I jump back down and lo and behold I CAN NOT hold it in while I’m vomiting.

I want to cry out, “Will the indignities never cease?!”

But I already have enough friends with babies that I know this is only the beginning...

 

Nau. Sea. AHHHHHHH

Hi Reader! I am about to go in for an ultrasound tomorrow and it's the first one with a lot riding on it.  The doctor told us that the last time we came in (last week) that the fetus was not one weeks worth bigger than the week before.  So when we go in this week we are seriously hoping that the little bean has grown one week's worth.  He also told us not to worry yet, that he may have measured it wrong last time it was so tiny, so tomorrow is the day we will officially start worrying if it hasn't grown like it should.

That said, i have SOOOOOO many symptoms how could it not be growing?  At the top of the list is, of course, morning sickness, which as i'm sure you have learned from TV and movies, does not strike in the morning, but all freakin day. (However in my case, it is definitely worst in the mornings. I only actually throw up about every other day and only in the morning~so far!)

Did you know that nausea is a good sign in a pregnancy?  (Not that you should worry with out it, I'm sure you're fine!) Actually, the incidence of miscarriage is lower in women who have morning sickness and the more severe it is apparently the lower the risk.  At least, according to some dumb website i was reading. Don't believe the shit you read on the web!  Unless it's from the Mayo Clinic.  Who had the nerve to say, "Be sure to consult with your doctor before conceiving at your age"  F you, Mayo Clinic.

The most frightening symptom to date was the nasty taste in the mouth.  It really does seems to be exacerbated by sweet foods, so looks like pickles and me are gonna be good friends.  It was really only frightening because i read on the internet (Don't read the internet!) that a lot of women had it for their entire pregnancy and i was not sure i could handle that gracefully. I might be sitting in a restaurant and suddenly loll my head backward and moan, "Ew! GOD I can't stand it, even these pancakes taste like blueberry vomit!"  So better for all of us involved, it has abated.

It is seriously interesting how as a human being you can not only continue to accept and acclimate new unpleasantries, but you can actually be grateful for the limited number you are feeling on any given day.  Which i believe is the classic human condition.  It's pretty easy to be bored and crabby with your nice cushy life until suddenly you have a sore abdomen, painfully engorged breasts, the taste of another man's vomit in your mouth, nausea, exhaustion, racing heart palpitations and the olfactory abilities of a bloodhound.  On the next day if you just feel queasy and tired, it's a banner fucking day!

Also you might be super close with someone who had it so much worse than you.  I am. I marvel at two of my friends, one who nearly had to be hospitalized, and the other who was hospitalized.  They hung in there for 9 months (and a half).

So i'm fine.  I'm not going to be hospitalized any time soon.  i still eat. i can't cook much because if find the refrigerator offensive right now, but i did make a lentil soup on monday that continues to taste good.
Some things taste great one day, and are gross the next.  I've started to say things to my boyfriend like, "bananas bad today"  You know, why waste words?

The exciting symptoms are-very big boobs!  Very big and very full. My boobs look like they are 24 years old.
-amazing sense of smell-sure sometimes this is a very bad one, but sometimes it's hilarious.  Like yesterday when i was sitting around in the dining room with my boyfriend and my financial planner and completely at random i said, I smell pickles.  My planner said i think you are having olfactory hallucinations.  My boyfriend looked down and said very quietly,  "i had pickles."

And lastly for today, one nice symptom is telling people you are pregnant.  At grocery stores and gas stations and most especially your friends and family.  It's so nice to see and hear people just flip out with happiness for you.  It's kind of nice how we found out so early that we had to dole out the information to a few people at a time and with every passing week we get to tell more people!  That's lovely.

Update: not nauseous now!  Yay Pregnancy!

oy vey

So firstly let me introduce myself.  I am andrea and i am pregnant.  Yay! Everybody say yay!

Thank you, i too am excited. Or at least pleased. Or at least pleasantly shocked and terrified.  My boyfriend and i were trying to get pregnant. Or rather we tried once and to our shock and dismay it worked.  But you know it was kind of now or never because i'm 39.  I just turned 39 this week.  i look younger. Especially if you look at my disposition. I have the maturity of a much younger woman.  But my ovaries are 39 no matter how retarded i act.  What kind of a mature woman still says retarded. see?

So i found out very early.  i was only about 4 weeks when i peed on a stick. This is the stick! it still has pee on it!

So now i'm 8 weeks which is still very early. We haven't even told the wider public yet. Just our close friends, and our families, and now the internet.

It is soooooooooo weird and interesting and more than anything else I would really like to talk about all the strange shit happening to my body.  But you can't spend all your time telling your friends and family about the amazing difference between the dry heaves of pregnant puking and the dry heaves of college puking.  They really just want to hear the mushy stuff. Have you thought about what you are going to name it?  Are you going to  find out if it's a boy or a girl? Are you guys getting married?

but i want to talk about heart palpitations! and my amazing new sense of smell! And my enormous boobs and puffy nipples! And the wretched taste that i now have in my mouth all the time starting yesterday at 3 o clock!

So that's what this site is for.  i want to kvetch.  I want to complain!  I want toooooo bitchbitchbitch!!!!!!!

Who's with me?
(mp3 of crickets...)