Belly – Week 13

Posted on January 17, 2007

My belly is getting rounder all the time. My mother-in-law is convinced I am having a boy because I’m growing so fast!!

When I first found out that I was pregnant, I immediately told my husband that it was a boy. Ever since then though, I have held my hopes out for a girl. Can’t know yet though… Have 3 or 4 weeks to go before you can accurately tell the sex of the baby, although technically it’s sex organs are almost fully formed at this point.

Before I got pregnant, I looked for blogs that documented pregnancies, but it doesn’t seem to be a popular blogging subject. Either that, or I didn’t search very well.

My friend Tammie, over at Soul Gardening has posted a couple belly pics and I enjoy that immensely. I wish more people would do that!! Pregnant bellies are so gorgeous. At least I think so…

I haven’t bought many maternity clothes yet. I have 3 pairs of maternity pants, a few tank tops that I wear underneath my 1 maternity cardigan, 1 turtleneck shirt, 3 long sleeve shirts shirts, and 2 beautiful dresses that I bought at Motherhood Maternity in the mall. I bought this beautiful brown one and this gorgeous kimono style dress. I’m wearing the brown one in this picture!

My favorite maternity item so far is a pair of brown pants I bought at Old Navy. They have a wide waist band you can fold over. Plus, they are super soft, making them uberly comfy.

What maternity clothing did you get the most out of during your pregnancy? Were there certain items you wouldn’t have been able to live without? Please tell!

Filed under: Belly Pics , Pregnancy

Shuffle And Kick

Posted on January 15, 2007

Week 13

Baby’s Length: 3 inches

Baby’s Weight: 0.75 ounces

Baby’s Size: iPod Shuffle

Last week, I felt strange little feelings in my abdomen. It happened only a few times, and I couldn’t tell what it was. I questioned whether it was the baby or not, but passed it off as my stomach gurgling.

On Wednesday (1/10) I was laying on my back next to Dan on my mother-in-law’s water bed when I felt it again. It made me remember that she had told me only a few weeks earlier that I should be able to touch my abdomen and feel my uterus growing in size. I wasn’t able to find it the first time I looked for it, so I asked for further instruction. This time I was able to find it with ease and was quite surprised at how large it felt!!

I gently prodded at it and moved it back and forth from side to side in amazement at it’s mass and the odd sensation I felt inside. Seconds later, I felt what seemed like a very pronounced thud in the middle of my uterus. “I think I just felt the baby!” I exclaimed and gently pressed my hand against my stomach. I waited another few seconds and felt it again! It was such a wonderfully odd feeling, but I knew right away that what I was feeling was my baby.

It happened several more times within a 5 minute span and I was absolutely delighted. I think moving my uterus around pissed off the baby! “Hey, who’s rocking the damn boat up there!!” I imagined it was thinking… (Yes, my baby swears already…)

Over the next few days, I felt it at least once a day at one point or another. It is easy to identify now and it makes me smile every time I feel it. My little baby is moving!

Growing a baby inside of you is such an amazing thing. It started off to be very taxing, but for the first time so far, I am actually enjoying this. Maybe being pregnant isn’t so miserable afterall.

According to what I read online, the baby is actually starting to look like a baby now. It has tiny fingers and toes!

Swellings on the side of the neck show where the baby’s ears will be, and the insides of the ears are forming. On the head are the start of lips on a mouth that can already open and close, and a bit of a nose. Eyelids, which will fuse together and stay closed for a few months, are growing over developing eyes.

The reproductive organs are among the last to form. In the middle of the month, testes have formed in boys and ovaries in girls, but the external sex organs still look similar in both sexes. Hopefully by the first week of February though, I will be able to have an ultrasound that will determine whether we are having a girl or a boy.

I’m totally routing for a girl, but I have the distinct feeling that it’s a boy. Call it mother’s intuition.

Filed under: Pregnancy

Play-Doh In My Tummy

Posted on January 08, 2007

Week 12

Baby’s Length: 2.5 inches

Baby’s Weight: 0.5 ounces

Baby’s Size: Container of Play-Doh

Lunar Month 4, 12 wks LMP (10 wks gestation)

No wonders why I feet fat and bloated. It’s that little bucket of Play-Doh in my tummy! Now if that doesn’t give someone morning sickness, I don’t know what would…

My biggest complaint however, is not morning sickness. I’ve learned how to avoid inevitable barfing. I’ve learned what things feel good in my stomach and which ones definitely, do not. I’m still getting used to the cravings, but those are pretty tolerable right now. The one thing I can’t stand is the nasal congestion. says: “Feeling congested? Nasal congestion is common during pregnancy from swelling in the mucous membranes.”

I have had a continuous sinus headache since week 4 or 5. It feels like I have a sinus infection all the time. Some days are worse than others, and so far I haven’t found anything that helps. I keep a box of tissues with me at all times and everyone around me has gotten pretty used to me blaring my fog horn at all hours of the day. I swear, I should invest in stocks in the tissue company. I would get rich.

I didn’t realize that there were this many changes so early in pregnancy. For the first few weeks I was pregnant, I didn’t dare vocalize all the things that were going on and changing in my body because I was afraid that people wouldn’t believe me and think I was being over dramatic. (I can be pretty dramatic sometimes.)

Previously, before getting pregnant, I didn’t think that early pregnancy was that hard to deal with except for the morning sickness. I didn’t think my boobs suddenly going up a cup size was going to be that big of a deal. Sounded kinda cool, but I didn’t think it would hurt so damn bad! I didn’t think that I would get back aches and headaches. Isn’t that for after the baby is born and you have to listen to it scream and carry it around all the time? I didn’t think I would have to get up and pee 4-8 times in the middle of the night. I thought that was only for late pregnancy! Boy was I wrong.

I now realize that those “early pregnancy symptoms” are for real early and it just gets worse from there!

Now, there are so many different things going on, I can barely remember what’s happening this week, what’s supposed to happen next week, and what stopped happening last week!

Filed under: Pregnancy

Belly – Week 11

Posted on January 06, 2007

Not very impressive, I know. But I did promise you a belly pic and here it is!

When you consider what my stomach used to look like, this is pretty shocking! At least for me it is… I used to be a professional dancer. I danced for 16 years. A lot of things happened that made me stop dancing. My dance school closed and 6 months later I was in a bad car accident that I still haven’t fully recovered from.

I haven’t danced for a couple years, but I still had a dancer’s body up until about 3 months ago. I made a point to exercise as much as possible and eat healthy to keep my figure.

I normally have a 27 inch waist (24-25 when I was dancing). Right now, I measure about 35 inches around the middle. Where is my waist going?! Bye byes…

This is what my stomach used to look like… Very, very tiny! I know that will now be a memory because this isn’t the last baby I’m going to have. By the time I’m done having babies, I’ll need a tummy tuck and a boob lift to put everything back where it belongs.

I have found that it’s very easy to get depressed about this in particular. I used to be very concerned about what I looked like all the time. When I was much younger, my mom taught me to be anorexic as if it was a healthy way of life. After getting married, I slowly got up to a healthy weight and started eating more than salads and fruit.

Even though I’ve learned how to eat healthier, I still find it impossible to let go of the body image anorexia creates in your mind. It’s hard to look in the mirror and think that I look “ok”. Everybody used to tell me that I was too skinny, but I didn’t think I was.

Now that I’m pregnant and I’ve seen my weight go up 10 pounds in 3 months and my waist go from 27 inches to about 35, and well… it’s disconcerting! For some reason, I’m not freaking out about it though. I’m happily eating and bragging about my weight gain. I still fear that after I have the baby, I’ll never like my body ever again.

But, can’t worry myself about that right now! Got better things to think about like, where the hell am I going to live?!!

Apartment hunting is not going well. We found several places that are okay, but nothing that we really like. Dan is on a role to buy a house now. I just want a place to live!! A place to call home… I guess all good things take time. You can’t rush God…

Damn I wish I could though.

Filed under: Belly Pics , Pregnancy


Posted on January 04, 2007

Are you ready to get right down to the nitty gritty of pregnancy? Are you ready for all the gooey, graphic details, the mood swings, and the ramblings of utter nonsense? God I hope so…

My friend Barry said it best, when he came up with the term, “Preggerventures”. I love it! haha I don’t know if he invented it, or it’s just a term that I’ve never heard before, but I think it’s adorable. I think it should definitely be in the dictionary. has this to say about month 3 of pregnancy? “You may be suffering from mood swings, this is very common during pregnancy. It is partly due to the change in hormones in your body and partly due to the very emotional event which is occurring.” Emotional event indeed! I don’t know whether I’m coming or going… happy or sad… Why doesn’t anyone warn you, “Hey Lady, you know… when you get pregnant, you are going to cry when you see commercials for Wendy’s and McDonalds.” I mean really, someone should have warned me. It’s only fair.

Pregnancy cravings are almost unexplainable. In the middle of the day, for absolutely no reason, I will suddenly blurt out something like, “Pizza! Yes, I want pizza.” or “Mmmm… I could totally go for some Mexican food right now.” and the worst part is, once you have a craving for a certain food, you don’t want to eat anything else. All other food makes your stomach turn and you immediately feel like you want to hurl. What other people call “Morning Sickness” I call “24 hour non-stop nausea”.

And then there’s what I like to call “The Crash Downs”. It feels like a sugar high and a sugar low happening at the same time. It comes on suddenly and you can’t do anything about it. You want to jump on a treadmill but you just don’t have the gosh darn energy to do it.

All the pregnancy books and websites out there tell you to rest. “Take a nap in the afternoon if you feel tired,” they say. That way you don’t feel guilty sleeping when there is housework to be done. About a week before I found out I was pregnant, I started to get really tired around 4:00 or 5:00 in the evening. If I didn’t get to bed by 10:00pm, I would get a headache. Now this was very unusual for me because my normal bedtime was between midnight and 1:30am. Yeah, I used to be a night person… but I’m not anymore.

I had to take 2-3 hour naps in the afternoon and sleep for 10-12 hours at night when I was between week 7 and week 9 of pregnancy. I was completely exhausted all the time, from doing absolutely nothing at all! Well, at least that’s the way it seems. I wish I had a little window on my stomach so I could see everything going on in there so I could appreciate more all the work my poor body is doing.

In all honesty, I love being pregnant. I don’t intend for my blog to turn into a baby blog, but I have a feeling I might not have too much else to talk about for a while. I had so much trouble posting Life In Between, Patience Is A Virtue, and Internet Harassment. I wanted so much to talk about how I felt about all this, but I knew it wasn’t the right time yet. However I couldn’t keep my mouth shut any longer. So, I spilled the beans. I think it will do me good to talk about it.

Oh and thank you for all the wonderful, supportive comments that all of you left on the last three posts. I truly appreciate it and it makes me feel good to know that you care. :kissing:

Filed under: Pregnancy

Change Is Good

Posted on January 02, 2007

I had a lovely evening at my brother’s house on Wednesday night and Thursday morning, I helped my SIL Anne Marie prepare Thanksgiving dinner.

Sometime in the early afternoon, I went to the bathroom and realized that I had spotted. I thought that I had finally started my period or had a miscarriage and I felt absolutely devastated. I couldn’t help but cry. My husband held me tight and comforted me and told me everything would be all right.

The next day, after spending a second night sleeping overnight at my brother’s house, I became a little depressed. Still thinking I had started my period, I had a few drinks with Anne and a little later in the evening, the 4 of us drank two very expensive bottles of champagne.

We ended up staying overnight at Zach’s till Monday. By then, I realized that what I had experienced was not my period or a miscarriage… It was implantation bleeding.

Early Monday morning, we packed up and left my brother’s house to go to Danny’s follow-up interview in Billerica, MA where he would meet the boss and sign the contract. They told him that he would start work the following week. What a relief! We were both so happy about his new job.

From there, we drove to Options For Women. To our surprise, it was located three buildings down from the church we got married in. That was a pleasant surprise. I suddenly felt more confident again. The woman at the front desk was very sweet and we soon realized that OFW was actually a Christian organization. That made me feel even better.

The pregnancy tests they offered were a little different than what I was used to. You used a little dropper and placed 4 small drops onto the test instead of peeing on a stick. We were actually able to perform the test ourselves, making it a very hands-on experience that we’ll never forget.

I was too afraid to look at the test, so I nervously talked to the woman, as Danny kept his eyes glued to the test. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the expression on his face change and his whole face lit up. He told me to look at the test and bravely, I obeyed. “It’s positive!” he exclaimed! I looked down and there it was… 2 bold pink lines. The woman agreed happily and announced, “You’re pregnant! How do you feel?” I was so happy I could barely talk. I knew I would remember November 27th for a very long time.

She took us into another room and asked us some more questions, to make sure we knew what what going on and what we had gotten ourselves into. She gave us several booklets and showed us how big the baby was, and told us that our due date was July 19th, 2007. It was all so surreal!

As we walked out the door and headed for our car, neither Danny nor I could wipe the smiles off our faces. I don’t think either of us had ever been that happy before! We immediately drove to his parent’s house to tell them the good news. They were both so happy for us. I haven’t been able to function ever since.

It’s now January 2nd, 2007 and I have been visibly showing for almost 2 weeks now. My belly button has moved up 2 inches and none of my pants fit me. I am now 11 weeks pregnant and my actual due date is July 22nd. The baby is about 2 inches long and weighs about half an ounce. The baby is about the size of an apricot and looks similar to the fetus in the picture to the right. Isn’t it so cute and tiny?!

I’ve told almost all of Danny’s family and relatives, my best friend Jaclyn and her boyfriend Elijah, as well as my friend Cindi and my chiropractor. I also told Zach and Anne a few days before Christmas when we went to visit them again. So far, everyone we’ve told has been really happy for us.

I haven’t told my mom yet and I don’t want to. I’ve had nightmares about telling her ever since I found out I was indeed pregnant. I keep joking that I’ll let the baby tell her…

I’m now coming out the other end of the morning sickness phase, seeing as how I am almost to my second trimester. My morning sickness was never really bad, but there were days I couldn’t get out of bed. Luckily, I never actually vomited. I just felt like it and threatened it for like 4 weeks!

I’ve gained about 8 pounds so far, my I know most of it is water weight and from all the food I’ve been eating! I normally have a 27 inch waist and 30 inch hips and I now measure 34 inches around the middle. At first, I just looked bloated. Now, I actually look pregnant. It’s so neat and I love it!

So yeah… I’m pregnant! What do you think about that?

Filed under: Pregnancy

Ch Ch Ch Changes

Posted on January 01, 2007

November 22nd, the morning after I took the first pregnancy test, I woke up 6:00am. My husband had a couple of job interviews he had to go to that day in Manchester, NH and Billerica, MA. We had decided that if the second pregnancy test was also positive, we would go to the Planned Parenthood Center in Manchester just to take one more test and get it confirmed.

I took the second pregnancy test no more than 5 minutes after waking up. My eyes weren’t even fully open yet. However, they did work enough to see that this test was also positive. The line was light, but definitely darker than the day before. I seriously started to freak!

I wanted to be pregnant so badly, but was afraid to believe that it was finally happening. I had so many doubts running through my mind, that I couldn’t let myself get happy yet because I was so afraid that if I did… it would all go away.

Danny’s first interview went well and afterwards we drove straight to the PP Center. When we got there, a well dressed woman carrying a Prada handbag met us in the parking lot. She didn’t introduce herself, but I noticed she had anti-abortion and pro-life bumper stickers on her bran new van. She persuaded us to go to the Care Net Pregnancy Center right down the street because they didn’t encourage or perform abortions there. That sounded like a much better option to me, considering I am ferociously pro-life.

We agreed to follow her there. Unfortunately when we arrived and the woman parked her vehicle, she accidentally hit the van in front of her. I felt really bad that she had a fender bender because she was really trying to be nice to us and do something good by steering us away from the PP Center. I got the impression that this was what she did all day… I don’t think she had any kids though.

The Care Net Pregnancy Center didn’t open until 10:00am so we had to wait around for about 35 minutes, which seemed like the longest 35 minutes of my life. It seemed like I would never know for sure whether I was really pregnant or not. I’ll tell you right now, it definitely wasn’t under the circumstances that I had expected. All I kept saying to Danny was, “This is SO WEIRD! I can’t believe this is happening!”

They finally opened the front doors and let us in where we sat in a waiting room for an additional ten minutes. As soon as I got in there, I ran to the bathroom because I had to pee so bad I thought I was going to burst! I felt much better afterwards, but that didn’t get my nerves much. While I sat there impatiently, I filled out some paperwork and tried to stay calm. Each second that passed felt like a minute. Every minute that passed felt like an hour. I hadn’t been that stressed out in at least a couple years!

After an eternity and a half, they sent me into the bathroom with a cup.

Warning: TMI below!

I had a feeling that this wasn’t going to go well. It suddenly dawned on me when I went in there that I had just peed only 8 or 9 minutes earlier! Not only did I not have to pee, it was about 10:15am and this was by far, not my “morning sample”. I managed to squeeze several drops out, but I knew it wasn’t enough.


I left my sample in the bathroom, where they had instructed me to. Soon after that, they brought Danny and I into a elegantly decorated room where we sat down on a comfy sofa and spoke to a kind woman. She had us fill out a little more paperwork and she talked with us about how we would feel if the results were positive.

Several minutes later, a nurse came into the room with my test results. She showed us the two lines on the test and it looked exactly like the test I took earlier that morning. She said that it was positive, but that she had to call it a negative because she was supposed to read the official test result at the 3 minutes mark and the positive line didn’t show up on my test until the 4 minutes mark. Talk about frustration!

They said that for legal reasons, they had to tell me that it was negative, but that I was most likely pregnant and should take another test in a few days.

They also explained that it probably took a minute for the results to show up because my sample was diluted and not a “morning sample”. Another possibility was the Hcg levels could be low because I was so small and skinny and things could be progressing slowly. Still, it wasn’t what I wanted to hear. I wanted them to tell me, “Congrats! You’re pregnant!”

My husband was still convinced I was pregnant though. As far as he was concerned, there were three positive pregnancy tests and that was enough to prove to him that I was knocked up!

Before leaving the Care Net Pregnancy Center, they gave me the telephone numbers and addresses for a couple other places I could go to get another free pregnancy test. Unfortunately, the next day was Thanksgiving, nobody was open on weekends, so I had to wait until Monday to get tested again! I had to wait 5 more days! I thought for sure, I was going to lose my mind…

We left Care Net and went to Danny’s second interview, which went extremely well as you know. (He got the job!) He came out grinning ear to ear and I knew things were only going to go up from there.

That night, we went to my brother’s house. It was the first time I had seen him in almost 3 years. We hadn’t spoken in over 1 year. But that’s a story for another time… In short, everything went much better than I expected.

Very suddenly everything seemed right in the world for the first time in a long time. All was as it should be, it seemed.

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Posted on December 26, 2006

On October 30th we made a temporary move to the campground that I used to manage. My husband was still waiting for a job and I was unwilling to move back in with my in-laws, as sweet as they are. So after much contemplating, we decided to stay at the campground until hubby got a job.

It took a couple weeks for me to get our cabin in order and settle down. During this time, I also had to deal with the owner of the campground, Chris, whi is completely insane and should be on medication.

My life was completely up in the air. I felt like I was going to lose my mind. It was just one thing after another.

On November 19th, about 31/2 weeks after we moved to the campground, I found myself sitting comfortably in a pew at our new church. I was listening intently to the priest who was giving a wonderful homily, as he was preaching about the importance of family, values, and morals. Listening to him discuss how disappointed he was in Catholics having abortions, I realized I hadn’t had my period in a long time. I wasn’t worried at first, because sometimes I’m late and it’s never been a big deal. I carefully counted back to when I should have ovulated and then to when I had my last period and suddenly came to the conclusion that I was on the 36th day of my cycle and was over a week late for my period.

At that point, I definitely didn’t think I was pregnant, because there were many times before I had gone up to 45 days in my cycle with no period. Even so, I leaned over and told Dan. To my surprise, he actually looked a little worried.

When we got home after church, Dan said that I should probably take a pregnancy test. I didn’t want to though because I thought it would just be a waste! I decided to wait until Tuesday morning just to give my period a few more days to show up, if it was going to.

Tuesday morning, November 21st, I took the test first thing in the morning. I waited 3 minutes, like it said to do in the instructions, and then looked at the result window. To my shock and surprise, there were two lines. The control line was a dark pink, just like every other time I tested with a negative result. Except this time, there was a very light pink line right next to it. I didn’t immediately get excited because I didn’t think I was pregnant.

For a few moments, I felt like I was stuck in a time warp. My eyes were transfixed on the result window of my little “pee stick”. Millions of thoughts ran through my head, and most of them were along the lines of, “Maybe the test was too cold,” “Maybe the test expired,” or “Maybe I did it wrong.”

As soon as I was able to think straight again, I called Danny inside. He was outside working on some water pipes to our cabin. He quickly came inside and wanted to know what I wanted. I slowly explained what happened and then showed him the stick. He looked at it for a moment and replied, “Well……you’re probably pregnant.” I argued that the line was really light and that something had to be wrong with the test. After a bit of confusion and a bit of arguing, he told me to take another test in the morning. I told him I only had one test left. He thought this occasion might be a good time to use it…

I couldn’t STAND not knowing for sure. Talk about life in between… I knew I could be pregnant, I was probably pregnant, but didn’t know for sure if I was really pregnant. That’s enough to make any woman go right out of her freaking mind.

I called my best friend Jaclyn and explained everything including that I had lost my calendar that I used to keep track of my cycle and that I wasn’t positive exactly how late I really was. She looked up info online and informed me that if there were two lines, no matter how light it was, that it meant I was pregnant. Apparently “First Response” pregnancy tests don’t give false positives.

I was a complete wreck for the rest of the day. I couldn’t do anything but pace the floor. My life long dream was to be a mother. I had waited, what seemed liked years, for this day to come. I couldn’t know for sure yet and it was driving me insane.

Was this really it? Was it finally my time? Could I really be pregnant?? You’ll just have to wait and see. I’ll tell you the rest of the story later…

You know you love suspense… :biggrin:

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