Most mornings (when she doesn't want oatmeal or demand goldfish or the like), I give Kate a small bowl of cereal and small cups of OJ and milk. She likes to pour the milk on her cereal herself.
This morning I noticed a weird look on her still sleepy face - as she ate a big spoonful of Wheat Chex swimming in orange juice.
Oops.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
To see or not to see
We have our level II ultrasound tomorrow. First of all, we are really hoping we find out we have a healthy little monkey in there.
About 6 weeks ago, we did a "First Trimester Screen" based on advice from by OB. Since I'm now the ripe old age of 35, there seems to be a general fear in the medical community that I will give birth to a two-headed goat or something, so they want to test anything and everything they can get their hands on.
The First Trimester Screen looks at an ultrasound measurement called the Nuchal Translucency and then also assesses some bloodwork to determine your overall risk for Down's Syndrome and Trisomies 13 and 18. I won't to into the whole traumatic ordeal we went through there. The highlights were this - the ultrasound showed a "borderline" measurement - meaning it was on the big side which indicates a problem (either the above-mentioned or a cardiac defect). Thankfully, the blood work was so good it negated the trisomy risk and my overall screen came back "normal risk".
While I feel strongly this baby is healthy, because of that experience it seems less of a given than it did with Kate, so I have to say outright - most importantly, we hope it is healthy.
But that's not what this post is about. This post is about a far more trivial matter: should we find out the gender? We wanted to and planned to with Kate, but she was modest, and we wound up kind of enjoying the unknown. So we're trying to decide if we want to know now (for planning, names, etc.) or if we want to wait it out again. If we do find out, we're trying to decide if we're going to tell other people or at least try to keep it to ourselves.
I guess I'll just have to see what mood takes me at the appointment tomorrow. I almost wish I felt strongly about it one way or the other, because it would just be easier. Or maybe I am focusing on this one, relatively unimportant detail because it keeps me from worrying about finding a two or three chambered heart or something else that would be incompatible with life.
Either way, I look forward to getting this over with.
About 6 weeks ago, we did a "First Trimester Screen" based on advice from by OB. Since I'm now the ripe old age of 35, there seems to be a general fear in the medical community that I will give birth to a two-headed goat or something, so they want to test anything and everything they can get their hands on.
The First Trimester Screen looks at an ultrasound measurement called the Nuchal Translucency and then also assesses some bloodwork to determine your overall risk for Down's Syndrome and Trisomies 13 and 18. I won't to into the whole traumatic ordeal we went through there. The highlights were this - the ultrasound showed a "borderline" measurement - meaning it was on the big side which indicates a problem (either the above-mentioned or a cardiac defect). Thankfully, the blood work was so good it negated the trisomy risk and my overall screen came back "normal risk".
While I feel strongly this baby is healthy, because of that experience it seems less of a given than it did with Kate, so I have to say outright - most importantly, we hope it is healthy.
But that's not what this post is about. This post is about a far more trivial matter: should we find out the gender? We wanted to and planned to with Kate, but she was modest, and we wound up kind of enjoying the unknown. So we're trying to decide if we want to know now (for planning, names, etc.) or if we want to wait it out again. If we do find out, we're trying to decide if we're going to tell other people or at least try to keep it to ourselves.
I guess I'll just have to see what mood takes me at the appointment tomorrow. I almost wish I felt strongly about it one way or the other, because it would just be easier. Or maybe I am focusing on this one, relatively unimportant detail because it keeps me from worrying about finding a two or three chambered heart or something else that would be incompatible with life.
Either way, I look forward to getting this over with.
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Speaking of getting kicks...
The wriggling has started. Definitely the BEST part of being pregnant.
Speaking of the whole pregnancy thing, I am finally feeling outright GOOD most of the time, and am enjoying life. Hopefully now I can try, yet again, to update this place more often.
Speaking of the whole pregnancy thing, I am finally feeling outright GOOD most of the time, and am enjoying life. Hopefully now I can try, yet again, to update this place more often.
Know what's fun?
Bringing a bottle of fancy root beer to a neighborhood party - the kind in the plain brown bottle - and standing around with the bottle resting on your increasingly large pregnant belly.
Wow, did I get some looks. And even a few questions.
Really, it's almost insulting. Yeah, I'm going to drink when I'm pregnant - AND in front of a bunch of people. Thanks for your high opinion of my intelligence.
Maybe next time I'll bring a bottle of sparkling fruit juice and just chug it from the bottle in a brown paper bag. Gotta get my kicks somehow.
Wow, did I get some looks. And even a few questions.
Really, it's almost insulting. Yeah, I'm going to drink when I'm pregnant - AND in front of a bunch of people. Thanks for your high opinion of my intelligence.
Maybe next time I'll bring a bottle of sparkling fruit juice and just chug it from the bottle in a brown paper bag. Gotta get my kicks somehow.
Monday, December 17, 2007
Maiser Look-alike Meter
MyHeritage: Celebrity Collage - Geneology
I saw this on Peder's blog and couldn't resist trying it, especially since I'm always told how much she looks like Pete. Well, it seems she looks more like me that I get credit for!! :-)
Monday, November 5, 2007
A Good Day
This was actually my second good day in a row. I'm eating pretty normally (in fact, starting to get an impressive appetite) and had very little nausea. That's especially welcome because I was up a bit late last night after orchestra and usually it's worse if I don't get enough sleep.
Of course, now I'll worry that I'm feeling too good. Disappearing symptoms can be a bad thing this early on. So here's hoping that I still feel a teeny bit bad. Of course, I'm feeling better but still taking some of the medication my doctor prescribed, so I suppose if I want to feel sick again I could try not taking that tomorrow.
It's very good I'm feeling better because I have a LOT to do to get ready for Carrie's baby shower this weekend! I'm really looking forward to it, and while I've done lots of planning I've done little execution so I've got to hustle this week!!
Of course, now I'll worry that I'm feeling too good. Disappearing symptoms can be a bad thing this early on. So here's hoping that I still feel a teeny bit bad. Of course, I'm feeling better but still taking some of the medication my doctor prescribed, so I suppose if I want to feel sick again I could try not taking that tomorrow.
It's very good I'm feeling better because I have a LOT to do to get ready for Carrie's baby shower this weekend! I'm really looking forward to it, and while I've done lots of planning I've done little execution so I've got to hustle this week!!
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Puking Sucks
We were all signed up to do in vitro again in December, to try for a little sibling for Kate. I was at the point where I was just waiting for my next cycle so I could start the pill in preparation for IVF, and -knock me over with a feather - it never came. I am 8 1/2 weeks pregnant - "the old fashioned way" - and sick as the proverbial dog.
I had virtually no morning sickness with Kate. I felt a bit queasy on occasion, like a mild hangover, which I usually addressed by eating lots of greasy, salty calories. Ha. Now I can barely choke down dry toast. It's really quite miserable, and I don't know how I'm going to make another month or more of this.
So forgive me if I'm not bouncing off the walls with this miracle of miracles. I promise I'll start beaming again someday, when I get my head out of the toilet.
I had virtually no morning sickness with Kate. I felt a bit queasy on occasion, like a mild hangover, which I usually addressed by eating lots of greasy, salty calories. Ha. Now I can barely choke down dry toast. It's really quite miserable, and I don't know how I'm going to make another month or more of this.
So forgive me if I'm not bouncing off the walls with this miracle of miracles. I promise I'll start beaming again someday, when I get my head out of the toilet.
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