Hi all...things are going well here other than this obscene BLOATING I've been experiencing the past two days or so. Eat one wrong thing, I tell you, and WHAM! Bloated and looking 5 months preggo. :) This week's picture might be slightly skewed due to this bloating but hopefully it will have gone down by then. It doesn't hurt too much, but gets really uncomfortable at times. Yesterday I ate myself silly at lunch where we went out for Thai food and suffered for it the rest of the day and even a little today as the baby was not as hungry as usual. Although I say that and the next minute I'm hungry...it's dinner time anyway. :)
I know I've mentioned that I am a big fan of the website www.babycenter.com and use it regularly to ask questions and look up general pregnancy info. Today the website sent me a link to this great set of 5 animated videos of the baby's development in utero from weeks 1-9, 10-14, 15-20, 21-27, and 28-37. I'm just about to wrap up week 14 and move on to week 15 (this one went FAST) where I am getting this much closer to feeling the baby kick. I haven't had much time the past few days to really relax and hope for feeling kicks and punches, but again, it's still rather early. I know I said I swear I felt something last week sometime, but there hasn't been anything noticeable since then. Oh, but I best post the site before I forget. Here it is:
http://www.babycenter.com/2_inside-pregnancy-weeks-1-to-9_10302602.bc?scid=momspreg_20090421:2&pe=2UwFMXI
It's fast and informative and neat to see. Yesterday I got home from work and for no apparent reason was really tired. So...I put my pjs on by 5:00pm (was home at 4:45pm), sat in the recliner until I made dinner for us (Adam got home super late as everything at work went bonkers right before he had to leave), and then hung out on the couch all night. Today I had more energy when I got home and the ridiculously long grass in our yard as well as a crazy little exercise-deprived puppy motivated me to take the wheelbarrow and rake to all the sticks in the yard so Adam can mow the lawn first thing after this round of 7 day 12-hr shifts. We got about 45 minutes into it, half the yard done, and then the ol' pregnant bod said that's enough. So now we're inside, waiting for Adam to get home, and excited to watch The Biggest Loser. It's a week night. We're not very adventurous especially when Adam has to work these shifts.
Yesterday was QUITE frustrating for me. I'm beginning to run out of shirts that fit over my belly and are long enough to cover the band on my mommy pants. I figured I could run to Younkers (I had coupons!) or JCPenny (which I didn't expect much, the one here is not the greatest) but low and behold, I walk into Younkers and nope, "we don't have a maternity section." I walk down the mall to JCP and nope, we don't have one either. I almost lost it on the second lady. Where am I supposed to go to get maternity clothes in a pinch in Muscatine!?? All I wanted was a few simple, solid-colored long/short-sleeved shirts to get me through the week until I could do some serious shopping this weekend. I was able to keep my pregnant temper in check and quietly left the store with steam coming out of my ears. Then I went online at home and became so sad at how expensive this new wardrobe is going to be. I knew it was coming, but sheesh. I'd rather buy baby clothes but I will NOT be uncomfortable if at all possible in terms of clothing while carrying around this little growing person.
Lastly, Adam and I had a discussion last night about the dogs and pending baby things. They were having a rather riled up moment when I finally lost it (after asking Adam not to let them escalate too much) after they became so loud and obnoxious that I could hardly hear myself think. They were much quieter and we talked about how I don't want the dogs to get that loud with the baby around especially if s/he's sleeping soundly. I agreed with Adam that the baby will have to get used to the dogs (and vice versa) but not when they're growling and screeching at each other. So we're going to try to start the training now on playing a bit more quietly and not escalating to sounding like a pack of wolves. That said, I'm starving and am off to have a salad to hold me off until Adam gets home at 7pm. We're having leftovers tonight and I told him since he was having chili, I was going to have a burger and the rest of his potato salad. One of the first things he said to me on the phone earlier was "Please leave me some potato salad. It was traumatizing to read I wouldn't get any." Moral of the story - don't come b/w a husband and his potato salad. :)
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