Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Oh, the humanity!

Last night I was watching tv when all of a sudden the screen flickered and then gave me some strange coded message. I did the off/on thing, hit the reset button on the DVR, nothing. I couldn't get my screen to come back up. I called Directv immediately and after going through all her trouble shooting steps, she's like, huh...I'm going to have to order you a replacement receiver. All I could think to say was, but but but, I was in the middle of watching a show!

20 minutes later she's wrapping up my 'order' for a replacement receiver. I ask her how this works, do I get it tomorrow? She says, no this will arrive in approximately 2 days. I start to hyperventilate a little and sputter something about this being THE BEST WEEK OF TELEVISION EVER, and while she sympathized, there was nothing she could do. 

Lance came home as I was on the phone with them, saw the black tv screen and was like - I assume you're on it? Oh baby, I'm all over it! After I got off the phone though, I gave him the bad news. He starts to get a little freaky too and is like, well, we'll get it by the time Survivor is on....right?

I just checked the status online to see if it had shipped yet and yeah it has! But boooo, it isn't due to arrive until Friday :(  I guess we need to look into bunny ears or something so we can watch the Survivor premier. Even the dogs missed the television this morning. Part of the routine is to turn on FoxNEWS for them in the morning and then it keeps them company throughout the day. 

The house seemed eerily silent as we left for work...

Friday, September 19, 2008

Sympathy Heartburn

So, along with being swollen, I've also had a lot of heartburn lately. Its a very strange feeling for me because I think in all my 33 years, I've had heartburn maybe twice. But for the last 3-4 weeks I've had it more often than I've not had it. And it can be an all day feeling that by this time I'm almost used to. That's just wrong. 

Lance has had a tummy ache most of the days this week that then turns into heartburn. This morning he had a revelation as we were getting ready for work. He's like, you know, I never get heartburn - I think I'm getting sympathy heartburn!! I was conflicted between feeling sorry for him that he also had to feel the pain and annoyance of heartburn and laughing because, really, sympathy heartburn? LOL :) 

I would have to agree though, he probably is getting sympathy heartburn. He has gone through the sympathy weight gain and sympathy tiredness...it only makes sense he'd get other symptoms too. Wonder what his sympathy labor will be like?

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Swollen and stubbed

I've started to swell. I knew it would happen, I've always heard about pregnant women who can't wear their wedding rings any longer - but I just figured that wouldn't be until I'm a lot further along. But as people remind me, I AM 6 1/2 months now.... I've had to take all my rings off and even my watch. When I get home from work at night, my ankles and feet are so swollen that my socks leave impressions in my feet. Sad.  At least swollen doesn't hurt, it just looks weird. 

And baby girl is so very active. Its like I can feel her all the time just doing stuff in there. I'm all, what are you doing? Sit still! She of course doesn't. But that's okay, an active baby is a good baby :)

And the stubbed part...Franklin has an owie. We noticed a couple days ago that he was a little gimpy and wouldn't put one of his back legs down all the way to the ground. After closer inspection, I could see one of his toes was HUGE. Just absolutely swollen and red. I wasn't sure if it was maybe broken or if he had jabbed a twig up in there and it was infected? Lance took him to the vet yesterday and $140 later, he's got medicine for a stubbed toe. To be fair, the vet wasn't sure if it was infected or not, so it is legitimate that he is on antibiotic and anti-inflammatory...but still, it is a stubbed toe. Freaking dog - what dog stubs their toe?!

Monday, September 8, 2008

Body Movin'

As the Beastie Boys say, "Body Movin'"  :)

I've been feeling little girl moving around for quite awhile now, just weird little burble type feelings. The ultrasounds have shown us that the placenta is between baby and belly so many of her movements are muffled by that. Doc said that as she gets bigger and the space smaller, I will start feeling way more movement. 

September 1 is when it first happened. I was laying on the couch with my feet up when suddenly it was like, WHAM. I think she may have braced herself back on her hands and used both feet to try and "kick the wall out". I actually jumped because it was so startling. Lance put his hand on the belly and was able to feel her too. She was just all over the place!!! I'm so glad Lance was finally able to feel it :)

Since then, she hasn't really let up. I don't notice it so much when I'm up and about doing things, but when I lay down and stretch my feet out, she starts dancing. Last night I had one of the cats laying on my belly - the one I never write about because she's old and bitter and never does anything funny. Except for now, LOL. She was just laying on my belly purring and getting some love when the baby did a super kick. Mesa lost her shit and jumped straight up in the air and started scowling, like WTF? She got kicked by the baby and she did not like it. Too funny.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

The great fall of '08

I fell! I totally fell!! I used to fall a LOT. I've broken my share of bones from falling. In fact, on our wedding day, I fell twice! Somewhere along the way I stopped falling...

But a week or so ago now, actually the evening of the bunny incident was when it happened. I'd gotten home from work and had Franklin in the house with me while Eleanor was patrolling the yard for bunnies. I was on the line looking up something or other when the doorbell rings, it was my MIL, she'd popped over to give us some home-grown plums. She was all dressed up and headed out to an event so she didn't want any dog drool on her. Completely understandable with nice clothes and all, but uh, that's what our dogs do :) So, I wanted to get Franklin outside into the yard as quickly as possible so he wouldn't get her messy. I was so focused on getting him away from her that I'm really not sure how it all happened - but I was at the back door, Franklin was standing next to me, my hand was on the door knob, and suddenly I'm falling. 

There was a lot going on with the fall, because when I hit the ground, I was facing into the dining room looking directly at Carol. I'd spun around somehow! Franklin was standing off to the side looking at me like, uh what are you doing? I got myself up off the ground, cursing the whole time because I hurt. I went ahead and let Franklin out because that's what I was trying to do in the first place and when I came back in, Carol came into the kitchen to see if I was okay. I just started bawling....everything hurt, I just fell while I was pregnant so I was scared, it hurt to move my fingers and arms and knee, I was just all sorts of shook up. She got me some ice out of the freezer and set me up on the couch and tried to reassure me that I was going to be okay, but that she had to get to her event. What was probably going to be a really quick pop over in her mind turned into this big ordeal! I was trying hard to stop sobbing and pull it together while she was there. Even though I cry at the drop of a hat these pregnant days, I still prefer people don't see it happen. I held it together long enough to tell her I'd be okay and to have a good event, no problem.

Lance was driving to his Dad's house in Moline and we'd talked earlier but his cell phone had died. So as I was saying goodbye to Carol, I kept thinking I can't even call Lance, his phone is dead and he won't be at his Dad's house for hours. That upset me even more. But the ironic thing is, as Carol was leaving I could hear my cell phone ringing with Lance's ring. So I went to get my phone and call him back - here he had stopped at a rest center to plug in his phone and check on me!! How weird is that?? He just wanted to see how I was doing and to let me know where he was at on the road. I started crying all over again, telling him what hurt and what had happened and that I was scared and wasn't sure what to do. Luckily he was less than an hour away so he just turned right around and came back home. 

He checked over all my owies right away and called my OB. They asked a bunch of questions and then reassured us that the baby is very protected and was more than likely fine. I just had to watch and see if I had any contractions or bleeding. Neither of which I had, so whew!

My owies: 
jammed left middle finger (turned totally blue)
bruised left side of left hand and pinkie (I think it must have whacked the counter)
bruised left shoulder 
bruised left knee (huge, massive bruise, with much color and much swelling)
bruised right shoulder with the added bonus of not being able to move my shoulder
**when I bruise, I bruise big and colorful

I had to go see my chiro for an adjustment because my right shoulder was bothering me so much - it hurt to lift my arm or move my arm, shooting pain in my shoulder. Now, most of my owies have subsided. I only have a little shoulder pain left and the left knee is still swollen but I feel much better. Those first several days I was in so much pain, it was like a car accident where everything hurts.

Luckily we also had an OB appointment a few days after the fall, and it was another ultrasound one so we were able to see baby girl in there moving around and showing us she really was okay. That made me feel alot better. OB told me too that it is very common for women to fall while they're pg because their center of balance is whack. That I just need to be careful about watching where I step and keeping a check on my balance. 

So I see 2 lessons here to be learned. If you don't want drooly dogs getting you messy, better call first so I know to not have them in the house when you come. And two, I need to pay better attention to what I'm doing so I don't fall!

Now I'm über paranoid about falling though, so I'm like taking baby steps everywhere and watching every crack in the sidewalk. Falling hurts and I don't want to do it again.