counting down

The bad thing about vacations is that I spend the entire month prior to them counting down the days until we leave.

Even worse if the trip is booked more than a month out; like our yearly (but not this year)  Bahamas trip. I spend an entire year counting down until we board the boat, then once we are on board, we count down the hours until we hit customs. Once we hit customs we count down the hours until we offload at the marina. Then we count down until we get back on the boat to get some lobsters.

It’s vicious cycle.

No real point to that except to say that I’m really excited about our upcoming trip to Ormond Beach. We’ve been to Ormond before, and there is nothing spectacular there – We just got a great deal on an ocean front room, and I can’t say no to an ocean front room. My soul can hardly wait to lay in bed and listen to the waves crashing on the beach.


Daytona Beach, August 2013

 

Last week was a pretty successful week for my “get moving” campaign. I’m kidding, I don’t have a get moving campaign, it’s more like the “don’t gain 80lbs during pregnancy” campaign.

Monday:  Went to the gym. Did some time on the elliptical & on the stationary bike. Lifted a few weights, got a lot of weird looks from big meat heads.
Tuesday: Rest day
Wednesday: Oh look, another rest day
Thursday: 2.3 mi walk around the neighborhood
Friday: 2 mi walk around the ‘hood
Saturday: Gym time: Treadmill, weights & stationary bike. I am SO sore from this day. I did some squats & deadlifts.. I am paying for that in a big way. I kept it light, don’t get all crazy on me – but I’m way out of weight lifting shape so yeah… ouch.
Sunday: 2.3 mi walk w/ Chris around the ‘hood

 

That’s a pretty good week; definitely the most I’ve done in one week in a LONG time!

The 2nd trimester is treating me much more nicely than the first trimester. My appetite is back, not many food aversions.. except chicken. Chicken breast specifically. The only chicken breast I want to eat is of the chik-fil-a spicy chicken sandwich kind. Other than that, don’t even think about it.

We have an appt with the OB tomorrow; I don’t think anything exciting will be happening. I think they start measuring baby size by the size of my belly now. Prior to this I had two ultrasounds to measure the size of our baby girl. The first one was at 9 weeks when the OB was convinced I couldn’t actually be 9 weeks. The other was our anatomy scan at 20 weeks where baby girl P was measuring 6 days ahead.

I think in the coming week I will have to do the dreaded gestational diabetes test.

Then at 28 weeks I start going to the OB every 2 weeks.. Who has time for that?

It gets even better though, at 36 weeks, it’s every week.

Then it’s baby time.

14 weeks / 3 days until my due date.

Oh look, I was counting down again.

My life is just a series of count downs, anyone else think that way?

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re-evaluating

The older I get the, the more news I read, the more people I’m exposed to I’ve discovered that I’m

more curious

more accepting

 

I’m starting to re-evaluate.

Re-think what I previously believed

Doing my own research

Forming my own opinions instead of just agreeing with someone else

 

It’s eye-opening

I’ve been naïve

I’ll freely admit that

 

I’ve never lived a hard life

I’ve been blessed

I’ve worked hard

I’ve gotten lucky

 

Life is not cut & dry

Things are simply not black and white – I’ve previously thought this way.

 

Issues I’ve previously been against… maybe I’m changing my way of thinking.

I think I’ve always been compassionate – but only to a certain degree

maybe my compassion is taking a different route

time will tell

 

I’ve been blessed

I’m fortunate

I’ve worked hard

but I’ve also been lucky

 

Progress is progress

I woke up at 4:30 this morning absolutely STARVING. I tried to go back to sleep but then I started thinking about maternity leave, and how complicated that’s going to be.. which is a fine thing to think about at 4:30 in the morning. Then P started throwing a dance party in my belly so I just gave up and got up. I made some scramble eggs & drank some orange juice.

I’m on an orange juice kick these days. CAN’T GET ENOUGH! Another thing I’m drinking.. MILK …and ice. Weird. I haven’t drank this much milk since I was baby.

Last night I was laying in unsuccessfully trying to fall asleep when I decided I was OMGSTARVING.. I told Chris I was hungry, and being the awesome Husband that he is, he got up and got me a snack with MILK & ICE. so odd.

24wks 5 days

I don’t know if P is going through a growth spurt, or if it’s my increase in exercise but I am starving all the time. It’s unbelievable.

In case you were wondering, Baby P is now 12.5 inches long (about the size of a corn) and weighs roughly 1.25lb.

I will continue to make stupid faces for the duration of this pregnancy.

Get used to it.

 

 

Random News for you, from me…. You’re Welcome

If you want to read something funny, go here.

Brain eating amoebas are real. I’m not being funny here, I’m being serious. You really have to be careful. This little boy died just by playing on a slip in slide in Louisiana.

I just don’t even know what to say about this tragedy at the Naval Yard.. devastating. WTF is wrong with people.

I do have something to say about the suicide of this young girl in Lakeland. KIDS, STOP BEING SO DAMN MEAN. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU HEATHENS? 

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I need this tank.. but not for $50.. that’s ludicrous

In other NON-headline making news…. I returned to the gym this past weekend… yes, yes I did.

I’m really trying to make an effort to exercise during the 2nd half of this pregnancy. I’m slightly scared that child birth is going to be hard work (LOL, Kidding. I KNOW it’s going to be hard) and I want my body to be prepared for the work.

Monday: 2 mi walk around the neighborhood
Wednesday: 2 mi walk around the neighborhood
Saturday: Gym. Treadmill & stationary bike

I attempted to run on the treadmill on Saturday while at the gym, but that didn’t go so well. I started having some pain at the bottom of my belly so I decided running probably wasn’t optimal at that time. I need to look around on the interwebz for a support belt.

Safe pregnancy exercise guidelines… just in case you need them.

and with that, I’m outta here.. probably going to make something else for breakfast.. WHAT?! Mama’s gotta eat!

1st anniversaries, walking & a trip to the ER?

Here’s my really random thought of the day; Probably not the last one since it’s only 8:40am, but it’s a random one none the less….

I’m often surprised when I see people celebrating their 1yr wedding anniversary a few weeks/months after their first child was born. I have no idea why. It doesn’t matter when you have a kid, so I don’t really know why I’m surprised. I guess because there was no way I was having a kid in my first year, or 2nd, or 3rd year of marriage? By time Baby P is born we will be married almost 5 years. She is due Jan 2, and our 5yr anniversary is Feb 7th.

I’m not judging, don’t get it wrong – It just always surprises me.

 

In other random news, I’ve been walking a little more frequently. Last Saturday I RAN 2 miles.. yes, yes I did. Not fast, I think my pace was around 12min/mile, but HEY, I RAN !!  On Monday P was being a bit of a brat and not moving around much, so I went for a 2 mile walk to wake her up. On Wednesday I headed out for another 2 mile walk. I guess I like 2 miles. I was going to go for longer on Wednesday, but the sun was SO HOT, and SO BRIGHT I tried to stay on roads that had as much shade as possible.. this cut my walk down significantly. Oh well.

I’m planning on heading out for a walk in a few minutes…… right after I finish this cup o’ coffee.

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Oh, in some other weird news: I had some heart palpitations last Sunday & Monday. It was so bizarre. I could feel them right at the base of my sternum. So I called my OB on Monday, whose nurse told me to go to the ER.

Quick Poll: do you think I went to the ER?

If you answered NO, you’d be correct.

Listen Folks, I don’t go to the ER unless:

A. I’m visiting someone
B. I’m bleeding out
C. I’m already dead

So, here’s what I did instead. I called the Dr. I work for who told me to call the cardiologist down the hall & see if they could see me. Unfortunately the cardiologist was in procedures all day Monday so he couldn’t see me, but his staff did an EKG and all was clear on that. My blood pressure was excellent, and even my heart rate (HR) was normal.

The palpitations stopped happening so I wasn’t real worried.

I made an appt w/ the Cardiologist on Tuesday just to get checked out… In case you didn’t know, palpitations are common during pregnancy, but should be monitored just in case they aren’t pregnancy related. I have a family history of heart conditions, so I’m trying to play it safe… but I’m still not going to the ER.

At the cardio they did an ECHO (ultrasound of my heart) to make sure it’s pumping properly, IT IS.

Then he reviewed my EKG, normal.

Then talked to me about family history, and whether or not I’ve ever had an of my own history with palpitations or any other heart issues. I HAVEN’T.

His main concern is SVT (supraventricular tachycardia).. yeah, say that 12 times fast.. shoot, just say it once. This is an electrical problem in the heart.
Fun Fact: Chris has (had) this condition. He had surgery in 2007 to have it fixed.

SVT is very dangerous when pregnant.

Oh, when I say main concern, I mean it’s his biggest concern bc it’s dangerous.. He doesn’t actually think I have this. He thinks I have sinus tachycardia, which is/can be caused by an increased pressure on the heart walls. The increase in pressure comes from all the extra blood pumping in my body. Your blood volume DOUBLES when you are pregnant. Gotta have enough blood for mama & baby.

So, I’m supposed to monitor when I have these episodes… Funny thing is, I haven’t had another one since Monday. I’m not sure if I was dehydrated, or maybe had to much caffeine, or if it was just a fluke.. But, I’m being careful, and making sure I drink enough water, and less coffee. I wasn’t drink a lot of coffee before, but I cut back even more. Which is sad, I can’t wait until I can drink an entire pot of coffee again. I just love the taste, and decaf is just NOT THE SAME.

 

That’s it for me today, I’m headed out for a walk, and to the Farmer’s Market to pick up some veggies…. and now Wyatt is jumping up at the front door because he wants in. brat.

when the book ends

I love being able to curl up on the couch for as long as I’d like without feeling guilty that I should be studying. Sure, there is laundry to be folded, and dishes to be put away, but they have no looming deadline. They will still be there when I’m ready to deal with them.

I recently finished a three books, one of which I wished that hadn’t ended. Do you ever feel that way about a book? Like, the story was just getting really good, why did it have to end there? It’s okay if there is a 2nd book, but bad if there is no second book. I feel like I was watching a movie and the DVD just quit working right at the good part of the movie.

I hate that.

Last night I finished Barefoot Season, by Susan Mallery. I really loved the story, and I was seriously disappointed when the book ended. The relationships in the book were really just starting to blossom and I was anxious to see where they went..and then, it ended. darn it.

Any books you’ve read recently that you didn’t want to end?

 

Other books I’ve recently read:
Spin, Catherine McKenzie
The Weight of Silence, Heather Gudenkauf
Three Sisters, Susan Mallery

the holidays are coming….

Writing every day is going to be way more challenging than I initially anticipated.

It’s already September 12, which means the holidays are just around the corner. blech. It’s not that I don’t like the holidays, I just don’t like all the hoopla that comes with them. Driving from here to there, to there back to here… It’s exhausting.

Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE spending time with our families, but it’s just so much driving…

This year in particular has me a little down – At Thanksgiving I’ll be 35 weeks pregnant. At Christmas, I’ll either have a baby already, or I’ll be VERY {39wks} pregnant. Traveling any distance at that pregnant is slightly scary. I know most first time Moms have longer labors, so being 1.5hrs away wouldn’t THAT bad.. but I can’t imagine myself riding in a car while I’m in labor. Ha, no. If you’ve met me, you can also picture how horrible this would be, and you wouldn’t want to be in a 10 mile radius, much less in the same car.

So, the question is, “What to do?”

Well, I don’t know. It’s been an ongoing discussion in our house for weeks now.

I guess we’ll make a decision when we absolutely have to. I don’t like to do things that way, but I think it’s going to be a game time decision this year.

I had, I mean, I hijacked an idea.

Earlier today I was reading The Shu Box; Sarah mentions having a morning writing session every day.

I really like this idea. I love writing, but often times I feel like I have nothing substantial to say, so I just skip it all together.

Being pregnant brings on a lot of changes.. It brings on a lot of things, really.

Maybe I’ll try a writing session every morning, whether it’s just how I felt the previous day, or about something I did; a conversation I had. Anything really.

My me time is limited. Approximately 113 more days, 16 more weeks.. That’s not very long, when you really think about it.

I’m one of those weirdos that gets up way earlier than I need to. For example: This morning Chris’ alarm went off at 5:15. He got up ate breakfast, then came back into the bedroom to get his boots. I also got up, made coffee & his lunch.

I definitely do not need to get up at 5:30 to be at work at 9. But I like to mosey around the house, drink my coffee slowly, read blogs, eat breakfast, take the dogs out 10 million times. Basically, I hate rushing. I need time to wake up, and get going.

My Husband, on the other hand, likes to wait until the VERY LAST second to get up and get ready. It drives me bananas!

I will attempt this writing project during my morning time, after Chris leaves, so that I can maximize the amount of time we have together in the mornings, and not take up any time after work.

It is a weird feeling to know that you only have so many more days until your lives change forever. Very surreal. I’m sure it will get even crazier the closer it gets, and then after she is here.. but it’s just strange. It’s strange to walk past her bedroom and see a crib. What in the world!?

So, there ya have it. My random thoughts for the day.

 

Life lately

Happy Labor Day!

I hope this post finds you lounging on your couch, or in a pool, or somewhere that is not work.

We are blessed to have the day off, so we are just lounging around doing nothing. Well, I’m doing nothing. Chris is downstairs sweating to death while he paints his boat. His choice, not mine.

We just got home from a pretty uneventful 2 mile walk. The highlight of our walk was every time we walked past a particular house, a dog would be in the window barking at us; except the last time we passed… He was probably getting into something else. Like chewing the baseboard off the wall. Oh, only my dogs do that? Hmph.

 

So, life lately… It’s pretty normal around here. Chris was home last week, so that was nice. We got to eat dinner together every night, except one night, where I ate cereal.

I got my hair cut…..again. I swear I’m really low key when it comes to my hair; but the last hair cut I got (4+wks ago) was a total nightmare. The girl did a total hack job on my head. It is hard to tell in the pictures you see; mostly because you only ever see the side or the front, but if you were to really look at it, you’d be horrified. Trust me on that one.

I went to see my Aunt who has been cutting hair for longer than I’ve been alive, and who also has short hair – I had my fingers {and toes} crossed that she would fix this mess and leave me with some hair. She actually commented on how terrible the previous cut was. it was bad.

BAD HAIR

There were warning signs that this was going to turn out badly:

1. hairdresser says she’s hung over
2. she makes a comment that she hates cutting around ears..
3. girl who was mad at hair dresser came into salon while I was there and proceeded to smack talk.

In hind sight… I should have… done what? left? rescheduled? I don’t know. I definitely won’t be going back.

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Sunrise on Thursday morning

In other Life Lately news, I’m drowning in all things baby.. I can’t stop looking at ETSY !! SO MUCH STUFF! We got the nursery painted last weekend, and put her furniture in; Now we just need to put up some pictures, and get the rocking chair finished.

Speaking of rocking chair; I got this rocking chair from my Grandma last year when I went to NC to bring her & my grandpa home. It is in desperate need of new cushions. I’ve been on the hunt for the perfect cushions that will match the nursery. Rocking chair cushions are expensive !!!

Chris has decided that I can probably make my own cushions.. heh. He says, “We built our house (sort of), we are building a boat, I’m sure you can figure out how to make some rocking chair cushions.”    Yeah, we’ll see.

Here are a few things I’m looking at for her nursery:


Etsy shop: Rizzle & Rugee


Babybedding.com


Etsy Shop: Rizzle & Rugee


Etsy Shop: Beach Basket


Etsy Shop: Rizzle & Rugee

Obviously we have a beach/nautical theme going on. Would you expect anything else out of me? It took me a ridiculously long time to figure out what colors I wanted go to with, and what kind of beachy theme to go with. It’s kind of silly since Baby P really won’t care at all. The decorative aspect of the nursery is definitely more for the parents than for the baby. Oh well, it’s fun.