I wrote the following post on Thursday and scheduled it to post Today (Saturday). And then, I read THIS and THIS and THIS and knew I had to add one more thing to my update:
After all I've been through to conceive - my baby is healthy and alive. All the blood tests came out "normal". The ultrasound came out "normal". I am so thankful. I don't need to worry anymore.
I thought it was time for an update:
Week 23 or 5-1/2 months
* 12 lbs gained....waaa
* Gag Reflex - full on. 95% of the time certain odors make me gag and then I dry heave once....these include, canned catfood, dirty socks, wet dog, musty hampers, raw chicken, warm milk, unflushed toilets, burps, and garlic breath. I've only puked once - and there were 3 smells assaulting my senses at once. My husband was impressed with the power of my puke.
* The baby is active during the day, but most noticeably at 12pm and again at 11pm. This 11pm time slot does not bode well. I'm thinking ahead - 11pm? Awake time for baby when I will want to be in bed.
* Food cravings - I really only have one - Bagel, cream cheese, turkey, tomato, and cucumber. I can eat one every day...sometimes twice; lunch AND dinner.
* The Pregnancy Heat has finally kicked in - and about time too considering it's been the coldest week all winter. I don't need a blanket on the couch. I'm quite comfortable.
* When Amanda was pregnant I loaned her my Pregnancy Pillow. I know she returned it to me. I remember that part. What I don't remember is where I put it. I had to break down and buy a new one. The price of that pillow has doubled in 7 years. But, to me, the price is worth the comfort!!
* My right hip has started aching at night. I either pound on my hip with my fist or get up and walk it out. Sometimes, when it really hurts, I wake Dave and make him rub it. I am not looking forward to the last two months of this pregnancy.
* Pregnancy Hormones rule my life. Examples:
1 - "We are Marshall" - at least 10 tissues used and a good 5 crying fits.
2 - Dave's cell phone died on him at work. He had told me earlier he might not make it home that evening due to his schedule. By 9pm, when he hadn't called to tell me he wouldn't be coming home, I was a crying mess just sure he had died in some horrible accident and I was left to take care of 3 kids all on my own.
3 - I've been watching "Bringing Home Baby" and have decided those new parents are a bunch of fools. Yet every time a parent gets teary eyed, so do I. I can't see someone cry without doing so myself.
* Lastly, my husband and I were discussing names. We have a girl's name picked out, but not a boys. My husband likes Chaz and Magnus. Um - not going to happen. Over my dead body. (I don't want to offend anyone. I'm sure these names are fine but not for me, okay. Chaz reminds me of some Southern California Surfer Dude who wears pink shirts. As for Magnus - I just can't go there.)