Mr. M: "That's one scary looking baby!"
Sunday, March 29, 2009
This St. Patrick's Day was a momentous day for several reasons. It was a beautiful, unseasonably warm afternoon (almost 80 degrees!), perfect for watching the parade downtown. That morning, while drinking my morning OJ (coffee still makes me sick), typing an email, I felt what I swore was someone poking my stomach from the inside. To my surprise, that's exactly what it was! Tap, tap, tap.....just three little nudges and I knew it was little Moen making their presence known (hey, mom, I'm really in here)!! I took the afternoon off that day to enjoy the weather, meet some friends and watch the crazy parade downtown. While weaving through the bright green, cheerful crowd, my phone rang. My heart sank when I saw that it was my Dr's office. Fortunately, the nurse was simply calling to let me know that my AFP blood work had come back "normal!!" A weight was instantly lifted from our shoulders. Our little one was going to be healthy.
Okay, so we didn't start taking belly pics until week 15. I know, I know, we're supposed to take them weekly from the time we found out we were pregnant, so we would have something to compare them to. Well, the truth is I looked the same as I had 14 weeks prior. Really! At my 15 week Dr appointment, I had only gained 3 pounds. Don't worry, we're now committed to taking weekly photos (I can literally feel my stomach growing daily) and posting them for you to see.
Did I mention that this child will be the very first great-grand child, grand child, niece and nephew on both sides of our families? He/she will follow in their parents footsteps as a first. We too were the first in our families to make everyone feel old by adding another generation. Not to mention he/she will also have four (that's right, four) sets of grand parents and one set of great-grand parents. Spoiled? I sure hope not! Just loved, very loved.....
Around 7 weeks it all started. Yep the "everything makes me gag" feeling. Ugh, it's making me sick just recalling the horrible feeling. Whole wheat anything, potatoes, vegetables, brushing my teeth, swallowing a vitamin, going to the grocery store, reading What to Expect... or Twilight and even watching tv ALL made me sick. I lived on Pop's cereal (sometimes three bowls a day), cinnamon toast, Cream of Wheat, grilled cheese (on white bread only with american cheese, the kind in the little plastic wrappers) and occasionally tomato soup. So, basically anything yellow or white. I felt like crap. I was tired, sick and basically anti-social for almost two months (my poor husband). At 12 weeks (almost to the day), like my Dr predicted, I began feeling more like myself again. My energy, enthusiasm and appetite had returned!! I felt great. I went to the gym, I took the dogs for walks and, most importantly, I started spending time with friends again. I almost forgot I was pregnant, I felt so "normal."