22 weeks!!/I Love Mayonnaise

I'm getting bigger, as in fatter, ya'l!!

Every Tuesday I think to myself, "this is going way too fast. There's way too much to do." All the other days of the week I think to myself, " Eh, I got plenty of time!"

EH and I saw a heart specialist today to check on Whelpalina's heart. EH was born with a hole in his heart that closed up by itself but we're just doing our due diligence. I spoke to Whelpalina in the shower yesterday and told her she had to be extra nice and not squirm around too much. She was pretty much asleep during today's ultrasound so I was very proud of her :-)

The doc said her heart looked great and totally normal with a good rhythm so we are thankful for that. He advised us to get another scan at 32 weeks because the Metformin might affect the way the heart develops later on. I've decided I'm not going to worry about it because he added that whatever effects it has diminishes after birth. Did you know that babies "breathe" through their hearts before their lungs develop? Apparently, there are two extra glands in the heart, one of them is called P4, that carry blood and let out extra air...if I'm understanding it correctly. They totally close up at birth. Isn't that cool? Totally blew my mind!
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I've been seeing a lot of family this week due to a death in the family. My Aunt's husband passed away and the family has been gathering everyday to watch over her, cook, clean and generally keep her company. The circumstances have made me think about death in general. I've had only three deaths in my family so far, my grandparents and a great aunt, but these all happened way before my miscarriages. I think those experiences have skewed my idea of death.

I feel like my emotions regarding this most recent death has been one big shrug. Granted, we weren't exactly close and he has been very sick for a pretty long time. Maybe it hurts less because I expected it? Maybe I'm a little desensitized in that I now KNOW beyond a shadow of a doubt that bad things can and do happen and people survive? In either case, it's been really good to see family members I haven't seen in years, except on Facebook. I'm taking advantage of this opportunity because I know when Whelpalina comes I'll be preoccupied for a while.

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EH and my best friend are planning a baby shower for me that will include just our close friends. My mother, who I haven't really had a meaningful conversation with in a while, wants to throw a shower as well. I told her that I didn't really see the point since I was already having a shower so she has settled for just buying a boatload of clothes for the baby. My place isn't that big and I'm afraid I'll just get a bunch of stuff I can't use and that the baby will grow out of before she even wears them. The thought of having too much stuff drives me insane.

Now I'm feeling a bit guilty about not having a shower for my family members. We didn't include them in the friend shower because they truly are a multitude, on both sides, and I didn't want to saddle my best friend and husband with the cost of feeding and entertaining the whole brood. I'm at a loss as to what to do because I'm afraid feelings will be hurt. I'm totally open to suggestions and alternatives here. I wondered if I might do a little picnic in the park, with no need for gifts, in the summer so that all the family can come.

Meanwhile, I'm still eating like it's going out of style and my new craving is...mayonnaise! I know, totally gross, but the thought of a sandwich with a nice smear of mayonnaise on it makes me giddy.

21 Weeks!!/ Sleep is a Beautiful Thing

I've discovered a pattern; the bump is getting higher and maybe wider! :--)

EH and I went to our 20 week appt at the Perinatologist this morning and I left feeling disappointed and just a smidge worried. First, their fancy schmancy/hi tech ultrasound machine broke so instead of viewing Whelpalina on a large flat screen we had to settle for a portable ultrasound machine---basically a lap top. It was really hard for me to make out the parts that the tech was pointing out. It all just seemed like a gritty blur on the screen. AND....we got no pictures...whomp whomp. The GOOD news is Whelpalina is doing just fine!! She was not into the ultrasound exam at all and was laying down with her ankles crossed so the tech really had to shake me around to get her to cooperate. Sounds like my daughter already! She's 13 oz and 10 1/2 inches long....HURRAY!! I am, indeed, feeding her enough :-)

I was a bit worried when the tech pointed out two fibroids that were growing in my uterus. They're pretty small (1cm each) and they don't seem to be affecting Whelpalina at all. The whole thing made my anxiety go into overdrive. I knew there was a possibility that my fibroids could grow back during pregnancy but I was hoping I would escape the inevitable. Either way, the doctor doesn't think they'll grow much more than that and EH assures me that Whelpalina has them beat on size alone.

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Since Whelpalina is doing well ,and we're feeling more confident with time, we've decided we can finally tell our extended family and good friends about the pregnancy. I ended up going with this card:

I decided that it said everything I wanted to say so I stuck with it. I'm kind of anxious about the response that we're going to get. I'm sending it out as a private message to a select group of family and friends on Facebook just to make it easier on myself but I'm already feeling anxious about the sheer number of replies I'll have to make. I may just wait a few days for them all to come in and give a standard group "Thank You" to everyone. Am I the only one who gets overwhelmed by all this?? With the exception of my good friend from Canada who I spoke to a few minutes ago, I don't want anybody to call me because I don't have the energy to talk to people about the same thing over and over again. Am I wrong??

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In other news, I'm TIRED. I mean, like, all the time.  I no longer take naps during the day because it's a nice thing to do. Now, it's NECESSARY. I was getting ready to cook dinner the other day and I just fell out asleep on the couch and ended up cooking late. I just could not hang. The crazy thing is that when I do nap it's only for at most an hour and I'm still exhausted during the day but can't really sleep well at night, so I end up feeling pretty sleep-deprived. I recently went to babies r us and bought myself a Snoogle:

Hey Snoogle, what's poppin??

I'm convinced it's the best thing in the whole freakin' world!! I told EH that Snoogle and I have decided to run away together on a tropical vacation because Snoogle cuddles me all night long without me asking!.....he was very jealous. :-) Now, if I could only get my hot flashes under control....I may finally have some great sleep!

20 Weeks!!/Nursery Nook Ideas

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Today, I'm back with a look at some of my ideas for the whelp's nursery nook. That's right, folks, a nook! There are a few reasons why our little one won't be getting her own space until a little later on.

(1) We just don't have the space. Living in a one bedroom apartment in the city doesn't really allow for a separate space for Whelpalina, a new name inspired by Bek C!. We do plan to move to a different apartment  in our building shortly after she's born but there's no guarantee that it'll be a two-bedroom.

(2) I'm a big proponent of some form of attachment parenting and I can't really see myself being separated from Whelpalina at nap times or overnight.

(3) Both EH and I grew up in cramped spaces and we'd like to think we turned out just fine. I didn't have my own bedroom until I was well into my teens, I shared with my 7 years younger brother, and EH lived in a one and a half bedroom apartment with three siblings. We've got a pretty large bedroom in our apartment now so she'll be hanging out with us in a corner of the room, similar to my inspiration pic.

I love a couple of things about the inspiration pic. EH and I finally got a new queen-sized bed on President's Day. We've been sleeping on a full-sized bed since we met in 2006! I say all this to say I'm pretty excited about decorating the bed. The color of the walls looks a lot like Ocean Air, the color from Benjamin Moore that's on our bedroom walls. I would love to get a headboard like the one pictured someday.

But enough about that. I've tried working with mood boards in the past and just got totally frustrated with it. I decided to give it another try because I need some kind of visual direction so I don't go all over the place with this nook.

Whelpalina's nook was inspired by the piece of homemade artwork that's in our bedroom, pictured above. It's a large piece I painted that's a mixture of blues, oranges, golds and  mango yellow. We're going to place it on the wall above her crib, along with a print I saw on Etsy ( I Am A Child of God) that I'm going to get in a sunny yellow color, another piece of homemade art I drew before I got pregnant of a happy little girl (foreshadowing?? Maybe!), a picture from our yet to be booked maternity photo shoot, and a shot from our yet to be booked newborn photography shoot.

I'm not really sure what to use as a mobile above her crib. I like the idea of colorful paper poufs placed high up in the corner of the ceiling instead of hanging right over the bed. If I did them over the crib they would probably be a lot smaller than the ones pictured. I don't know if I trust myself to be that creative so it would be great if I could get them pre-made from Etsy or some other place so all I have to do is hang them.

Speaking of cribs, we probably won't be getting one for Whelpalina until she outgrows her co-sleeper. I love the idea of the co-sleeper for late night feedings and portability. We can take it with us when we're able to leave the house and it turns into a play yard, which I love because I'd like to have something separating her from Josh, the cat. The portable co-sleeper and maybe a baby rocking seat (for naps), like this one,

 will be her primary residences until she outgrows them.

I'm really digging the crib in the picture. It's the Hudson 3-in-1 convertible crib from Babyletto. I love the modern two-tone color and the fact that it can convert to a toddler bed when the time comes.

Next to the crib, I've placed a good ole' staple from Ikea, the Poang Rocking Chair. I've wanted to get one of these just as extra seating for a long time but there always seems to be something more important going on so that idea has been benched multiple times. I love the Poang because it's pretty low profile and portable. I can sit with Whelpalina in our bedroom or I can bring it out into the living room and be sociable when we have guests. When it's done being used as a rocking chair/baby feeder I can see myself draping a really pretty throw over it and sitting in it for however long it lasts. I thought about getting a serious glider but when I pictured putting it in our living room it seemed way too big, clunky and generally out of place.

I've added a gold pouf footrest to my mood board because....it's a gold pouf footrest. It would be great to find something like it for a good price but in the end I have a few small, square ottoman/footrests scattered around my living room and I may just recover one of them in a nice fabric and reuse it instead.

Underneath the nook area, I'm thinking of placing a neutral, natural fiber rug. The room is already busy enough so no need to add colorful carpet. I'd love to use one of those beautiful Senegalese baskets as a hamper for the inevitable avalanche of dirty clothes Whelpalina will produce. I'm planning to use one of those ubiquitous clear Container Store containers for extra storage in the nook. It'll probably hold some clothing, diapers and extra supplies. The good news is I already have it as storage for my own clothes so no money involved there. I'm hoping to get an actual dresser for myself with real drawers before she arrives. Then, I'll be able to add a changing pad to that.

So that's it! Not much to the nook but I'm a simple girl and I like it that way.

20 Weeks!! I don't see much of a change but new stretch marks have appeared! Oh Joy!

19 weeks!! /Spilling the Beans

I changed my top for this picture 'cause I was looking a HOT mess!

I am soooo excited today because I can (sort of) breathe! I've been using these babies

everyday for the past few weeks and I haven't relied on them as much in the past few days...at least not during the day. Maybe my nose is officially spreading!!! Oh happy day!!

This past week on EH's birthday (Feb 19th), we trekked over to see David's mom and dad with the good news. We presented them with a cute little card, which I wish I had taken a picture of now, that said something about " a new granddaughter to love" and included one of the whelp's sonogram pictures. The response was epic!! E-PIC!

My mother-in-law screamed "Mi Nieta!! Mi Nieta!!"(which means my granddaughter)  for like 10 minutes straight. The rest of the night was spent plying me with food. Go figure. My father-in-law physically interacted with me for the first time ever. He cut me like 20 pieces of mango after dinner and I dutifully ate every piece..even though I was stuffed to the gills. We had already broke the news to my brother-in-law and sister-in-law so they were in on the surprise.

I'm super thankful that I got such a great, loving, excited reaction from my in-laws because, with the exception of my brother, the reaction from my side of the family was pretty muted. I invited my brother and my father over for dinner to break the news. My brother was super excited and happy for us. My dad's reaction was a bit more solemn. I believe his response was, "That's great! You got what you wanted." My dad has always been a bit subdued but the response was still a little weird to me.

Whomp, Whomp!

I told my mother via email because I didn't want to deal with her in person. I got a phone call from her two days later scolding me for sending the news to her email address because , "I don't check it that often so it's lucky I saw it." Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.  Now, this response I expected so it didn't affect me as much. Unfortunately, my mother has a knack for making anything that isn't about her....about her.

She said congratulations but there wasn't any real excitement or happiness in her voice. She extended an invitation for me to contact her in a week, when she's off work, or so if I wanted to meet up with her and chat. I probably won't be doing that because I could tell she didn't really mean it. Anyway, I can't imagine what parenting advice she could possibly give me. EH and I have decided that we're going to leave any further contact/involvement up to her.

In the meantime, I'm getting ready to tell my gargantuan extended family and our friends about the baby. I'm doing it via facebook/email because I can't see myself calling everyone individually. I searched all over Etsy to find some options and was surprised that there were a bunch of announcements to say the baby was born...but not much to say, "I'm pregnant."

Option #1

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Option #2:

Source: EverburgPhotography

I'm leaning towards option #1....but I like that we would be able to include an ultrasound photo in Option #2. I think EH is gonna be the tie-breaker here.

Blueprint Marriage Retreat

taken during a break in the marathon weekend...

On Valentine's weekend, EH and I went off to the marriage retreat put on by our marriage group. We were pretty excited to see everyone again, especially since we haven't been able to meet for the past month due to the crazy snowstorms we've been getting up here in the north.

Our retreat took place in Bloomington, New Jersey at the Star Lake camp. I really wish we could have walked the grounds and get a feel for the place but it was pretty cold so we spent most of our time indoors. We arrived at the camp at about 9PM and got settled before we plunged headfirst into the first introductory session. It didn't last too long, thank goodness, because I was pretty beat at 9PM! We did end up having a pretty heavy one-on-one session with another married couple that turned out to be a real blessing.

We shared a little about what we've been going through the past few years and some issues we want to keep working on. They shared some hard things that they've gotten through in their marriage and prayed the most awesome power prayer for us at the end of our session. It really was a balm because at the end of the weekend we were feeling much more secure that our little one was a gift that we would ,indeed, get to open. We also made some really good friends!

Back in our room, a little gift bag was waiting for us that included this gem, 101 Conversation Starters for Couples. We haven't cracked it open yet but I'm really looking forward to it because I loooooveeeee talking. I don't know if I should keep it in the car or keep it in the bedroom. Did I mention there was no television in our room?? I was sooooo happy that we would truly get to spend some quality time together without the darn television. I've become increasingly concerned we spend entirely too much time on media. EH and I have already agreed that we want to severely limit our television/social media usage when the whelp is born.

The next morning we started our first session at 9AM right after breakfast. We reviewed the chapters we'd read so far and had some nice discussions about hardships in marriage. There were a few cool couples' team-building activities as well. In one, we had to write about something we found difficult to live up to in our marriage...using our non-dominant hand. In another, we had to make a play-dough sculpture together with one hand behind our backs.

We had a discussion about sex and intimacy, which I thought could have been a little more in depth, but for the time that we had it was pretty good. I really would have liked to talk about how social media, internet and television serve to inhibit intimacy, but maybe I'll get to bring it up another time.

Since Saturday was our only full day, we went until 7pm. After, we found a cool spot and played a guys vs girls game of Taboo. My favorite part of the trip by far was getting to know everyone better and feeling more connected to our new church family

We look warm, don't we!?

18 weeks!!

18 Weeks

I underwent some sort of mutant transformation this week, ya'll! I took that pic and then compared it to my 17 week pic and was amazed at the difference. I really haven't been eating all that extra. In fact, I've only gained a pound since my last Ob/Gyn appointment. I'm shaking my head at the wonders of the human body.

I've been watching the scale like a hawk hoping to GAIN weight but so far no dice. This week we had an appointment with the Ob/Gyn and we asked if we should be worried about my lack of weight gain. She said as long as I was healthy, the amount of pounds I put on didn't really matter. That put my mind at ease.

I've been reading these baby books that are telling me I should be gaining 1-2 pounds a week and it just ain't happening for me. I have to keep reminding myself that every woman's body reacts differently in pregnancy and also that I wasn't exactly a toothpick before I got pregnant so minimum weight gain might be best for me in the long run.

Now I'm concerned about where exactly this child will go when she gets bigger! She was only 6 inches and 6 ounces last week and I've barely crossed the mile marker of my pregnancy. I'm not the tallest tree in the forest, ya'll! So far, breathing is a little more difficult, my sinuses are kicking my butt, my ribs hurt when I cough and I'm having some back pain. I'm pretty sure there's no more room to grow upwards so I guess it'll have to be outwards.

In other cool news....I'm feeling some movement! Or at least what I think is movement... It mostly happens at night when I'm laying in bed. I've felt some sharp pains, which could be kicks, and some rolls. I like the rolls better than the kicks. :-)

17 weeks!

I'm feeling so grateful these days! So many wonderful things have happened that I've lapsed in writing about them. Does that ever happen to you? I'm so focused on enjoying these experiences that I've neglected to document them. Which is not great because I'm definitely one of those people that needs to be reminded of my blessings on a regular basis. Bear with me as I upload a few posts that are long overdue!

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The whelp at 17 weeks! This is my favorite pic so far...

 

 

17 Weeks

 

EH and I visited with the Perinatologist  to complete the AFP (alpha-fetoprotein) test, which turned out perfectly normal, thank God! All other testing has turned out normal as well, so far. The tech asked if we would like to find out the sex and we were excited like a kid at Christmas to find out who would be joining our family.

 

Yep! It's a GIRL!!! SCREAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!

I am beyond excited because I've always harbored dreams of raising a little girl but it was so nice to see that EH was just as excited and emotional as I was when the news was revealed. It seemed that we said the name we had chosen for a girl at least 50 times during that appointment. It sounded so good to have that name leave our lips. At first glance I swore she looked like me but the longer I look, the more I see EH.

The whelp was hungry again during this appointment because I didn't get a chance to eat as much food as I would have liked. We watched as she repeatedly hit herself on the head trying to find her mouth with her little fist. And once again, mama felt bad. :-(  I gotta get better at feeding myself.

17 weeks...note my chic head scarf

I popped at 17 weeks. It was so weird because one day I was fat and the next day I was pregnant. Ha! We have held off on taking weekly pictures out of fear but I'm happy to say that we're coming out of that fog. We continue to listen to her with our doppler everyday and so far have had no problem finding her each time. I've limited myself to twice a day--once in the morning when I wake up and once before bed. I can't say enough how much it puts me at ease to hear that heartbeat thumping away. 

On the way home, EH and I daydreamed aloud about what we thought the whelp would be like; what would she look like? what would her personality be? What would her voice sound like? So many things to look forward to.