Skip to main content

Doctor Appt. Update

Yesterday, we had our third doc appt. Everything went very well, baby's heartbeat sounded "Perfect" (exact words of the doc). j got to go with us (even though I was VERY hesitant about him coming in case there was no heartbeat, etc. - J wanted him to come) and he thought the baby's heartbeat was very cool. His eyes got really big and he got a big smile on his face. Very cute.

Here's some stats:

Weight gain this month - ONE POUND (yay, go me!)
Blood Pressure - 110/70 (again, good job me)
Baby's heart rate - 158 (Last month it was 170?!)

Also, bad news on the holiday front. No Travel for this momma on Christmas this year which means, no Texas for Christmas. I'm really upset about it and feel horribly guilty. Its going to cause a huge raucous over Christmas next year (if we switch) or J's parents are going to have travel up here to see us this year (which means they will miss some of their family for Christmas) or it means J and I will be spending Christmas apart. Any way you slice it, it's not going to be good and it's my fault. I honestly don't know what to do...

BUT, the good news is, we scheduled our screening ultrasound on September 10th in the a.m. so we will find out what we are having then! I'm so excited and I wish it was tomorrow, but I keep telling myself that the longer we wait, the more certain we'll be about what the sex is.

Also, we've decided to do a 4D ultrasound and my mom is going to come up when we do that! That won't be probably for another two months, but I'm really looking forward to that and it will be a great experience. :o)

Today, I'm 16 weeks. Four more weeks and I'll be half way through - can you believe it??


Popular posts from this blog

As Seen on Pinterest: Paper Towel Curls

I pinned this and put it under "Must Try" because seriously -- her hair looks SO CUTE and I want my hair to look like this:

And I can TOTALLY do that ya'll. So, I tried it.

Step 1: Start with wet hair. Me post workout shower [disregard the red face -- I look like my blood pressure is that of a 300 lb man in his late 40s really high after a run] with wet hair.

Step 2: Put mousse in hair, tie hair up in paper towel "curlers" rrrrreeeeaaaalllly tight. Sleep uncomfortably on back all night because said paper towel curlers are too tight. Wake up the next morning really excited -- you gonna be FABULOUS dah-ling [or so I thought].
I know I don't look excited but this is at 5:30 in the morning -- this is as excited as it gets.
Step 3: Take "curlers" out of hair and FREAK THE F OUT when you realize the curls are WWW***AAA***YYY too tight... worked a little TOO well. Maybe I need to just run my fingers through it. Yeah, I'll run my fingers …

Jason's Graduation: Part II

Dr. Allen, DC
4/5 of our marriage has been spent working towards this day. To say we are excited would be a great understatement. I can't even put into words how excited/happy/scared/proud/relieved, etc, etc, etc we are. There just are no words. Jason has worked tirelessly towards this goal. Countless hours of studying. Sacrificing time with me and the kids. And all the work he put in advertising and recruiting patients into the clinic. Personal training early mornings and late nights to help makes ends meet.  And I think of all the sacrifice we've made as a family. Living in a townhouse and then a tiny apartment. I've been the primary provider and a mostly single parent during some stages. And a constant cheerleader and standing behind pushing. We've both been pushing uphill for what seems like forever towards this goal. And we've made it. Not to discount his hard work, because he was the one who really accomplished this goal but I like to think we accomplished this …

Ramblings of a Panic Attack

I’m having a panic attack. These stupid meds are killing me. I hate them. Stick with it, stick with it, stick with it. I know it’s the meds. I just have to get through this and relax for a couple weeks. I hate this job. It’s not even that bad it’s just HORRIBLY boring. I don’t want to do this every day. I appreciate learning the process and gaining experience but it’s not what I like to do. I don’t even like accounting that much to begin with but there are aspects I like and I know it. The pay is killing me. I need money. I can’t continue to be completely broke before the first week of the month is over. Collections calls ringing all day. I’m applying to jobs like crazy. I’m trying so hard. I’m just going to keep pushing forward. Keep. Pushing. Forward. I hate that I wanted a life with Jason. That I was too blind to realize what he was. That I was ok with him even from the very beginning when I knew better. Why didn’t I want better things for myself? Seeing him makes me want to vomit.…