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Same party…

I am not in a good mood. I’m not French either.

I have been trying to figure out how, or rather WHO, I am going to “be” once this baby comes. I still plan on existing, FYI. I also still plan on doing my hair, making my boobs look cute, flirting with the plumber, showering and wearing my heels on occasion. I am making a promise to myself not to lose myself. I am also making this promise to my friends,mostly my childless friends, who love me enough not to dirtch me even though I am not quite as entertaining, or as easy on the eyes, as I used to be. I see that my last 500 posts have been about pregnancy and baby and I am surprised I have a single reader left. I will find a balance, give me time.

Please don’t stop loving stalking me.

I am not sure how it is all going to play out or when/if I will ever be able to say, “wow, it’s great to feel like ME”, again” . Who knows what these hormones have in store for me.

There are days when I can’t even look at photos from a year ago without breaking down (mostly due to the former size of my ass), but then I also have days when I am SO glad those days are over.

 

I am tired. Think I’ll go eat a steak.

E X H A L E

XX

weeeell, hello there PLUMBER, whoa daddy!



27 weeks! Third trimester, hELLo!

I cannot believe it. We are 13 weeks from my due date, give or take two weeks, and in 10 weeks she will be considered full term. TEN WEEKS. Wow. I have to pee, brb.

As I mentioned in my vid, I am starting to need a late afternoon nap again (soooo tiiiiired), but other than that I am feeling pretty  good. At my Dr. appointment this past Wednesday, I had my glucose tolerance test,  that I apparently passed, along with our 3D/4D ultrasound which turned out to be a total bust because the baby would not cooperate. Humph.  Not only was she facing my back, but she covered her face with both her arms AND her legs the entire time. We tried for over an hour to get her to turn or move but she was not interested. So, we are going back this Wednesday, to try again… unfortunately, I am feeling her kick in the exact same places as I did last week and so I don’t think she has turned around.

Regarding her position, she was in a full breech, legs crossed sitting position, facing my back. My Dr. told me that she looked pretty comfortable and that oftentimes babies in this type of breech position do not turn head down, ever. She said that there is still plenty of time for her to move  though and we will keep an eye on it. According to my books, babies don’t usually begin turning until around 28-32 weeks so there is no need to plan that c-section just yet.

My blood pressure was surprisingly LOW (112/60) considering how pissed off I am all the time and I had only gained 3 pounds in five weeks.

So far I have gained a total of 10 kg,  around 22 pounds. I started off what many books/calculators/doctors would classify as underweight, 118 lbs at 5’11 and 3/4, so I am “allowed” to pack on about 35 – 40lbs total which means I am alright as long as I am putting on a pound a week (normal for the 2nd and 3rd trimester), which I am not, yet.

Eating has definitely been the most frustrating part of this pregnancy. I had no morning sickness really, a little nausea in the evenings, but no chunkage. However, I’ve had a real problem with having a crappy ass appetite. Nothing sounds appetizing. I have no cravings, other than Franks hot sauce, and when I finally make up my mind about what it is that I want to eat, I am full after like three bites. :-(

This sucks. I used to love to cook and would look forward to sitting down to a huge plate of food at night, whereas now, dinner time causes me loads of anxiety.  I know that either I wont be hungry, I wont know what to eat, (which drives my husband CRAZY), or I will make dinner but I wont be able to eat.

I’ve pretty much decided to let my body do what it needs to do and to stop trying to compare myself to shit I read on the innernetz. If I am hungry one day and not the next, I am not going to stress over it. Obviously I am gaining  weight and the baby is fine. I drink tons of water (around a gallon a day), and when I do eat, which I DO just not as much as I had imagined I would, I eat good stuff like fruits, veggies, bacons, fried cheese with dingleberry sauce and chocolate.  Additionally, my iron level is excellent (they check it at each visit), I am not constipated (I had to throw poop in here somewhere) and I haven’t been sick once (cold, flu), even after traveling overseas,14 hour flight 2x,and having experienced the coldest winter of my life which consisted of taking public transport surrounded by coughing sneezing assholes who don’t know how to take a damn sick day.

I think it’s safe to say that I am getting the nutrition that I need. More sausage AND less sausage, thank you very much.

Apart from the physical pregnant-y stuff, the first of the baby furniture arrived!!  And it STUNK!  I am not kidding. The dresser came yesterday and as we were removing it from the box I nearly passed out from the fumes. OMFG. I don’t know what to do?! I think that it is either something in the paint,(the smell is worse inside the drawers and inside the dresser), or maybe something  in the glue that was used to put this thing together… blah, whatever it is, I am kind of freaking out a little y’all!!??  I took out the drawers and moved the entire thing out of the apartment to air out. It was making me want to hurl. I wiped it down twice, once with vinegar, and placed a bowl of baking soda inside of the thing… shit, I don’t know. Is it safe?! I emailed the manufacturer but I doubt they are going to have anything to say about it. I don’t know what to do?!I guess they put some real nasty shit into furniture these days, even stuff they call BABY furniture and claim to be “nonp-toxic”. Rats. I am thinking that I will let it air out for a few weeks, or until the smell is gone, and then spray it with a coat of polyurethane to seal in the toxic crap so that it doesn’t contaminate my baby. I am so mad!!!

Honestly, I can’t pin point the smell. All I know is that it’s terrible and I hate it and I refuse to have it in the house. I read that they use formeldehyde in glues and that it is a very common cause of new furniture odors, however, I am not sure that is what I am smelling ( I took tons of bio, I THINK I’d know that smell??). I tried to google it, but googling a smell is absolutley useless. Srrsly people, must I remind you that I haven’t had a drink since 2010?

If the smell doesn’t go away, I will have to get rid of it, but since I paid to have it shipped to me from the UK on my own, completely separate from the store, I am kind of screwed. And I can’t sell something that I know could potentially be hazardous to someones health.OMG! This is a nightmare!!! Fuuuuuuuuuuck meeeeeeeee.

Alright just thinking about that whole situation exhausted me and I think I will call it a night. I made a new video but I haven’t put it up yet. Will do tomorrow or Monday. Peace out and if you have any advice on ANYTHING, please leave me a comment. I love you in advance.

27 weeks!

I don’t know WHY but this mirror always makes my face look ugly. :-/ ja ja.

I miss posting shit in the “currently on lifetime” category. Ok bai.

 



12 weeks pregnant

I have to admit that I’ve been pretty darn happy with Facebook lately. Not because the app itself has gone and done anything different but because it has allowed me to reconnect with people I haven’t been in touch with for years.

Over the past few weeks my FB inbox has been flooded with messages from well-wishers and folks just checking in to say hello – and also to find out when the HELL I am coming home (2013, 2013…). Yesterday, for example, I received a note from friend who I’ve known for close to 20 years and haven’t seen since we were teenagers. Twenty fucking years. I never thought I’d be old enough to have had friends that long, and the fact that I was able to reconnect with her, with 6000 miles between us, all because of this application, has made me hate on it a little bit less.  Anyway, it got me thinking about how fortunate we are to have access to all of this technology which allows us to stay in touch with people we might otherwise never know still existed.

In other news, we have made it beyond the 12 week mark which means we are, according to most texts, now in the second trimester.I am feeling pretty good. Energetic and hungry. I never heard back from the Dr. regarding my labs so I am assuming everything was OK. That whole ordeal was a little scary. After doing some reading up on what it could potentially mean to have elevated ferritin and iron in the blood, I found out that most of the diseases/disorders that cause elevated iron stores were pretty serious (lung disease, kidney failure, genetic blood disorder, liver cancer – just to name a few). I swear every drink I ever had and every cigarette I ever smoked flashed before my eyes. But, <big sigh of relief>, no call. I have never been so  thankful to be healthy in my entire life *knock on wood*.

Despite the labs coming back normal, all I do it worry. I worry about the air that I breath when I walk down the street. I worry about all of the shit my dog picks up on her feet when she goes outside. From the moment I found out I was pregnant I quit using antiperspirant because it contains aluminum and aluminum is toxic stuff even to people my size. I also quit using toothpaste containing fluoride, salt with added iodine and I switched to all natural face wash and non-toxic cleaning/laundry supplies. This is in addition to eating absolutely NO deli meats, nothing containing raw eggs (Hollandaise sauce, Caesar dressing, cookie dough), NO sushi of any kind, No smoked fish or cheese, NO soft cheese or cheese made from rohmilch and, of course, no alcohol. The thing is, is that despite all of the effort that one makes, there is still absolutely no guarantee that the child will be born healthy. It is stressful as hell and having so much information available to us via the web only makes it worse. I’ve Googled treatments for things I’ve diagnosed myself as having from Googling symptoms I’ve had which my doctor clearly told me were absolutely normal. It is maddening, yet somehow the majority of us are born, and born healthy. My head is spinning.

Deep breath, anyway, in two weeks we are off to Paris for a few days to celebrate Valentines day. We got ourselves a room at a cute boutique hotel located in the Latin Quarter right along the river. I am so damn excited about FINALLY getting to step inside Laduree. I have been dreaming about this place since like 2005. When I was planning my wedding, it was my inspiration – from the flowers to the cake, and the custom made favor boxes. This place is where I pray I wind up when I die: a maxed-out pastel paradise. Another thing that I am looking forward to is getting to the top of that blasted Eiffel Tower. The first time I visited Paris we attempted to go to the top but had to get off half way because I took one look down and my knees nearly gave out. Facking hell, what a pussy. But this time, however, I don’t care if they have to call in  a rescue team to unwrap my arms and legs from a railing, I’m going to the top whether I like it or not. Stay tuned for that train wreck and a half.

Oh I can’t wait.

Well I must go tend to my hunger pangs and inspect my pants for poop. Hope y’all are disgusted, er, I mean doing well.



putting 2010 to shame…

Due to arrive (“with incredible style”) : August 12, 2011.

Today’s scan (6 weeks 3 days):

Baby was seen today via ultrasound as was his/her tiny heartbeat!!  Pretty damn neat and already so advanced for it’s age (clearly it takes after me). In addition to a perfectly healthy, non-hairy embryo, a 4cm cyst was discovered on my right ovary, which explains the constant dull cramps I’ve been experiencing near my right hip, radiating down my leg, making it impossible to sleep.

6 week 3 day ultrasound

crash carefully.