At this point, I was feeling good. Most of the tiredness and nausea had subsided, and I was just SURE a bump was forming, so I started wearing looser dresses. I can see now that I was still delusional, but whatevs.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
On August 17, 2011 - 11 weeks
V and I drove to Ithaca for my work. We'd taken a subcontract project to help get media coverage for the re-opening of the Johnson Museum at Cornell, and neither V nor I had ever been to Ithaca so we made a little mini vacay of it.
At this point, I was feeling good. Most of the tiredness and nausea had subsided, and I was just SURE a bump was forming, so I started wearing looser dresses. I can see now that I was still delusional, but whatevs.
At this point, I was feeling good. Most of the tiredness and nausea had subsided, and I was just SURE a bump was forming, so I started wearing looser dresses. I can see now that I was still delusional, but whatevs.
On Saturday, August 6, 2011 - almost 9 weeks
My adorable little niece Eva celebrated her 1st birthday.
We had another ultrasound earlier this week and everything was looking good with the bean, so we decided to tell our parents. We told them that V FINALLY finished our wedding video and that we wanted them to check it out after the party. So even though everyone was really exhausted, they were also really excited to see this video that was a year in the making (supposedly), so both sets of parents came up to my sister's place and we sat them down and played them a video of our OB appointment. V's hoarding the video, so I can't share. :-( Sorry.
But, needless to say, all were overjoyed! Everyone hugged each other and V's mom cried - in a good way! It was an awesome, happy day!
We had another ultrasound earlier this week and everything was looking good with the bean, so we decided to tell our parents. We told them that V FINALLY finished our wedding video and that we wanted them to check it out after the party. So even though everyone was really exhausted, they were also really excited to see this video that was a year in the making (supposedly), so both sets of parents came up to my sister's place and we sat them down and played them a video of our OB appointment. V's hoarding the video, so I can't share. :-( Sorry.
But, needless to say, all were overjoyed! Everyone hugged each other and V's mom cried - in a good way! It was an awesome, happy day!
On Monday, July 18, 2011
I finally had my first OB appointment. By this point I was 6 weeks and terrified that we wouldn't see a heartbeat. I prayed and prayed that this would be a viable pregnancy, and my prayers were answered.
We saw our little bean for the first time!
We saw our little bean for the first time!
This week I also threw up for the first time. Lovely, I know! I'm pretty sure it was because of my new prescription prenatals though. I took a vitamin before starting lunch and 5 minutes into eating udon at my desk, that overwhelming wave came over me and of to the bathroom I went. Blargh!
Over the next couple weeks I got sick maybe 4 or 5 times, all around taking my prenatal vitamin. I tried taking it first thing in the morning, before a meal. Bad idea! While walking Monty I had to duck beside a fire hydrant and wretch. I tried taking it with meals. Even worse! So finally I discovered that if I took it at night right before I went to bed, I could survive without booting.
I spent these weeks pretty much horizontal. Not even sitting on the couch like I normally do, watching TV. I had to be horizontal! As soon as I came home from work, I'd get into my pjs and crawl into bed and just lay there or read one of my many books: Natural Childbirth the Bradley Way, Ina May Gaskin's Guide to Childbirth, Mayo Clinic Guide to a Healthy Pregnancy, Hypnobirthing: The Mongan Method.
One night I felt too nauseous to cook dinner so V decided he'd cook (rare occasion). He made steak and onions and some other stuff but I was DYING. It smelled so horrible and I just wanted to cry. I shut the bedroom door, stuck my nose into a lemon wedge, and prayed for the feeling to go away. My poor husband. He just wanted to do something nice and I couldn't even smell (let alone stomach!) his food. I think that night, like many nights during this time, I ate a piece of fruit and some yogurt.
Ah, the joys of morning sickness!
On Friday, July 8, 2011 - 5 weeks
V and I, and my sister's family headed to my parent's home in Michigan for a little family vacay. I still couldn't tell my parents because it was sooo early still. I was only 5 weeks pregnant and we wanted to wait until our first OB appointment to spill the beans.
So, exhausted as I was - pretty much constantly - we headed home. Which was actually perfect because there is nothing to do in Michigan except for lounge around and golf.
We shot 9 holes this day and I kicked ass. Serious ass. I remember being so paranoid about straining myself and having a sore back that I just relaxed and took it easy and I played the best round I've ever played. Every shot flew and with distance too! That ruled.
We drove back to New York in my dad's old Pathfinder (thanks dad!!) when the weekend was over. We stayed in Cleveland for the night, and stopped by the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in the morning.
So, exhausted as I was - pretty much constantly - we headed home. Which was actually perfect because there is nothing to do in Michigan except for lounge around and golf.
We shot 9 holes this day and I kicked ass. Serious ass. I remember being so paranoid about straining myself and having a sore back that I just relaxed and took it easy and I played the best round I've ever played. Every shot flew and with distance too! That ruled.
We drove back to New York in my dad's old Pathfinder (thanks dad!!) when the weekend was over. We stayed in Cleveland for the night, and stopped by the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in the morning.
About a week after we got home, I took another test. Just to make sure! And this time I used a pricier one instead of those internet cheapies.
On Monday, July 4, 2011
We had a 4th of July BBQ at our place this day. I ran around making my signature bloody marys, cooking burgers and setting up a gourmet burger bar, hoping that no one would notice that I wasn't drinking. I constantly had a cup of water in my hand, garnished with lime, because I was INCESSANTLY thirsty. And luckily, no one noticed!
That morning, I took another test to make sure this wasn't just a fluke or chemical pregnancy -- this was 13 DPO.
What a difference, huh?
And...our first "family" picture with the little bean growing inside. Awaiting fireworks over the Hudson River.
Oh, and let me just take a moment to LAUGH at this. I thought this might be the start of a bump.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Delusional.
That morning, I took another test to make sure this wasn't just a fluke or chemical pregnancy -- this was 13 DPO.
And...our first "family" picture with the little bean growing inside. Awaiting fireworks over the Hudson River.
Oh, and let me just take a moment to LAUGH at this. I thought this might be the start of a bump.
On Friday, July 1, 2011 - Big, Fat, Positive
We celebrated my father-in-law's 60th birthday this evening. It was a typical Russian affair (read: crazy party!). My sister and her husband came and we ate and ate and ate and danced and sweated and partied the night away.
Except, that for probably the first time in my life since I was 13, I partied without drinking.
Because...
This was the day I got my first definitive positive pregnancy test. I say "definitive" because the day before when I took it, it was SO faint that when I showed it to V, he thought I was crazy -- or seeing things.
Which can totally happen.
After waiting 8 months to see a second line, you kind of will second lines to appear. And when I saw this one, at 10 DPO, I couldn't believe my eyes.
It was especially surprising because the previous month, we only DTD twice during that, ehem...juicy week. Gross! That sounds terrible. But whatever, you know what I mean.
Here's what happened:
On Friday, May 13, we adopted this adorable little guy, a birthday present from V to me. We named him Monty Barksdale (shoutout: The Wire), and he is the current love of my life, next to V. But let me be honest since this is my place to tell the whole truth. Sometimes, sometimes Monty takes the #1 spot. Look at this face, how could he not?
This was the first time I laid eyes on Monty at Animal Haven, a shelter in NoHo.
I couldn't believe he wasn't snatched up immediately, especially since they had him displayed in the front window to lure people in. After I met him, I sent an email to V with the title "I Fell in Love." I made him meet me at the shelter at the end of the work day, and as V hesitated, I turned on some waterworks, and bam. Monty was mine! Happy Birthday to ME!
After we got Monty, I stopped tracking everything. For several months prior, I had been temping and charting and eating lots of grapefruit and pepitas and taking maca supplements. And suddenly, I had this little guy to nurture so I stopped paying such close attention to all the ins and outs of my cycle. Also, he was waking me up every morning at a different time making it impossible to temp accurately.
The good thing is that I knew around what day I should ovulate because after months of temping, I did figure out that my cycle is very regular. Thank God for that.
Fast forward a little bit....June 19th I had a positive OPK (first time using that) so we did the deed with a little bit of preseed (first time using that too!). That day and the day after. That's it.
And the rest is BFP history!
Except, that for probably the first time in my life since I was 13, I partied without drinking.
Because...
This was the day I got my first definitive positive pregnancy test. I say "definitive" because the day before when I took it, it was SO faint that when I showed it to V, he thought I was crazy -- or seeing things.
Which can totally happen.
After waiting 8 months to see a second line, you kind of will second lines to appear. And when I saw this one, at 10 DPO, I couldn't believe my eyes.
It was especially surprising because the previous month, we only DTD twice during that, ehem...juicy week. Gross! That sounds terrible. But whatever, you know what I mean.
Here's what happened:
On Friday, May 13, we adopted this adorable little guy, a birthday present from V to me. We named him Monty Barksdale (shoutout: The Wire), and he is the current love of my life, next to V. But let me be honest since this is my place to tell the whole truth. Sometimes, sometimes Monty takes the #1 spot. Look at this face, how could he not?
This was the first time I laid eyes on Monty at Animal Haven, a shelter in NoHo.
I couldn't believe he wasn't snatched up immediately, especially since they had him displayed in the front window to lure people in. After I met him, I sent an email to V with the title "I Fell in Love." I made him meet me at the shelter at the end of the work day, and as V hesitated, I turned on some waterworks, and bam. Monty was mine! Happy Birthday to ME!
After we got Monty, I stopped tracking everything. For several months prior, I had been temping and charting and eating lots of grapefruit and pepitas and taking maca supplements. And suddenly, I had this little guy to nurture so I stopped paying such close attention to all the ins and outs of my cycle. Also, he was waking me up every morning at a different time making it impossible to temp accurately.
The good thing is that I knew around what day I should ovulate because after months of temping, I did figure out that my cycle is very regular. Thank God for that.
Fast forward a little bit....June 19th I had a positive OPK (first time using that) so we did the deed with a little bit of preseed (first time using that too!). That day and the day after. That's it.
And the rest is BFP history!
It's been 1 year and 6 days since my last post...
A lot can happen in a year. Seriously. Wow.
So, the good news is:
I'm pregnant.
The bad news is:
I haven't updated in a year and 6 days so I have a buttload of recapping to do. I don't know why it's been so long. I guess it kind of felt wrong to start a record of this pregnancy as it was happening just in case something went wrong. There's just been too much superstition and loss and fear of loss happening around me that I didn't want to jinx it.
Today I am 27 weeks and 2 days pregnant. In layman's terms, I'm starting my 7th month and third trimester this week.
Last night, I told V I was 27 weeks this week as we high fived. And he goes, "So, what is that, like 5 months?"
This just goes to show how different men and women are. My pregnancy countdown clock (in my crazy head) began the minute I saw the faintest second line on a pg test roughly 7 months ago, and each week, each day I've been aware of how far I am. VERY aware.
It's kind of funny that V thinks he has 4 and a half months to finish the basement when all along I've been urging him to get it done. And now he realizes he has realistically about 2. Good luck there, buddy.
Anyway, I guess for the next few posts I'll try to recap what I've been doing these last 7 months. I am kind of a dodo brain potato head so I'm not sure how this will go, but I'll do my best!
So, the good news is:
I'm pregnant.
The bad news is:
I haven't updated in a year and 6 days so I have a buttload of recapping to do. I don't know why it's been so long. I guess it kind of felt wrong to start a record of this pregnancy as it was happening just in case something went wrong. There's just been too much superstition and loss and fear of loss happening around me that I didn't want to jinx it.
Today I am 27 weeks and 2 days pregnant. In layman's terms, I'm starting my 7th month and third trimester this week.
Last night, I told V I was 27 weeks this week as we high fived. And he goes, "So, what is that, like 5 months?"
This just goes to show how different men and women are. My pregnancy countdown clock (in my crazy head) began the minute I saw the faintest second line on a pg test roughly 7 months ago, and each week, each day I've been aware of how far I am. VERY aware.
It's kind of funny that V thinks he has 4 and a half months to finish the basement when all along I've been urging him to get it done. And now he realizes he has realistically about 2. Good luck there, buddy.
Anyway, I guess for the next few posts I'll try to recap what I've been doing these last 7 months. I am kind of a dodo brain potato head so I'm not sure how this will go, but I'll do my best!
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