Farewell to my favourite black dress pants
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
14 weeks, 2 days pregnant
Just realized I cannot wear these pants any longer. My favourite black dress pants.
They zip in the back and are pretty high-rise, so leaving them un-zipped — and wearing the band — is just not working. They either come up too high and hurt, or slide down below the bump and risk falling off my ass.
I think I’m going to hoe out my closet this week, and pack away all of the stuff I can’t wear until *gulp* at least July or August.
At least then I don’t have to look at them anymore, and it will be easier to find the stuff I can still wear.
Good-bye, fitted dresses that don’t house my boobies anymore.
Good-bye, tight pants … most pants.
Good-bye, tops that can’t be dragged down over the bump.
Good-bye, skirts that require an actual waist.
Good-bye, entire drawer of tights and pantyhose.
This is going to be interesting … what’s going to be left???
Poke, poke
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
14 weeks, 2 days pregnant
I felt the baby move last night!!!
Well, I’m pretty sure I felt the baby move last night. I am, after all, the same person who was convinced she got pregnant in July, and then in August. And was also somewhat convinced she was carrying twins.
Anyway, I am fairly certain I felt the baby move last night. I was lying in bed, on my right side, talking to Darling Husband before we went to sleep. I was whining about work, to be honest. And in the middle of a sentence, I stopped short …
… I had felt a weird bubble-popping sensation in the general baby region (i.e. a few inches below my belly button, on my left side). I had just been discussing baby movement with L earlier that afternoon, so the “bubbles popping” analogy was fresh in my mind.
I told Darling Husband what I felt, and we both hushed up as I waited to feel more. Well, I think he may have dozed off, actually.
There was stillness, and then I felt something else. This time it wasn’t like bubbles, but more like a vibrating keychain.
Yes, you read that correctly: “vibrating key chain.“ I have no idea what that even means, as I have never owned a vibrating key chain, but that’s the analogy that popped into my head. Something tiny and … motorized?
I laid as still as I could, and felt it kind of bump around in there, so faintly. Darling Husband put his hand on my stomach, trying to feel it, but I explained that we won’t be able to feel the kicks through my skin until 21 or 22 weeks.
I felt bad that he couldn’t feel it yet, so I tried to think of ways to describe it to him, and eventually came up with “a little fish swimming around and the water’s rippling” and “a sloshing bowl of soup.”
I tried different positions — on my back, on my left side — but couldn’t feel anything unless I was on my right side. Weird, right?
Today’s been a blur of running around the office, so I haven’t noticed anything. When I’m sitting up at my desk, typing or talking on the phone, I can’t feel anything. But when I sit very still and quiet, and do nothing except breathe in and out, I can almost get that “rippling water” feeling.
You can bet that when I get home from work tonight, I’m downing a glass of OJ and lying on my right side — hoping for more movement!
Baby, it’s cold outside!
Monday, December 7, 2009
14 weeks, 1 day pregnant
I have a maternity winter coat!
Not a second too late, either. I could only do up one of the three buttons on my black wool coat, which meant the lower half gaped open in a super-attractive way.
I was starting to panic, because I couldn’t find any maternity coats in any of the stores around here. Luckily, the ever-resourceful Little Sis went on Kijiji and found me this awesome black Old Navy maternity coat — and it fits! It fits!
The woman who sold her the coat said she had tons of other baby stuff that would be going up for sale — a bassinet, a bouncy chair, etc.
Darling Husband and I have not bought any baby stuff, and weren’t even going to think about it yet, but now my mind is racing. Should we buy stuff? When is a good time to start? Are we already behind?
* Deep breath *
I think our tentative plan is …
- Find out the sex of the baby (February 2)
- Begin planning nursery (February 3)
- Register for baby stuff (by February 28)
- Start picking up nice, used baby clothes (March 1)
- Start working on nursery (March 1)
- Have the baby shower (April-ish)
- Pick up any items we still need (April, May)
- Finish nursery (May 1)
Whew, that’s quite a list. In the meantime, I’m just happy to have a winter coat that BUTTONS UP! Thanks, Little Sis!
14 weeks and counting
Sunday, December 6, 2009
14 weeks pregnant!
I’m in my 15th week today! Fifteen as in only five weeks from the big 2-0 — the half-way mark!
This whole pregnancy thing is really baffling sometimes. Being 20 weeks pregnant means you are halfway there — halfway finished. And I’m only five weeks away from that.
Plus, I’m only five weeks away from having my 20-week ultrasound (officially my first ultrasound, except for my little sneak peek in Week 12). I cannot wait to have a longer, better glimpse of Little Baby — and hopefully see him/her move around, since last time was such a quick glimpse.
I know what you’re thinking — Week 20 also means knowing the sex, right? Well, in my province, the doctors are not allowed to tell you the sex of the baby during an ultrasound — BOO, huh? Ocassionally, if a wang or something is really evident on the screen, they will admit it. But that doesn’t happen very often.
So what’s an obsessive super-planning mother-to-be to do? Well, Darling Husband and I are already booked in at a private clinic that specializes in spilling the beans about pee-pees and hoo-hoos. We’re going at the beginning of my 22nd week, and they guarentee you’ll find out the sex (or if the baby is hiding its parts, you get to come back again, for free).
Now if only I had 14 mini-cupcakes to celebrate today with today …
Weekly re-cap
(Nov. 29 to Dec. 5)
Symptoms: Dizziness, back pain (is that even possible already???), slight bloody noses, the C-word
Body changes: I definitely looked knocked-up all the time. There is no hiding it with any clothes. Boobs are still bigger, but don’t seem to be growing anymore.
Energy level: It’s much easier to keep on top of household chores, and I’m actually staying up until 10 or 10:30 every night — woohoo!
Cravings: Still cereal with skim milk — I’m like Jerry Seinfeld. Oh, and the original hash-browns-with-ketchup craving has come back in full-force — only ate them once this week (yesterday), but they were like ambrosia!
Could not stomach: Made huge process and began eating chicken (and mayonaise) again. And hard-boiled eggs. Go, Team Protein!
High point: Announcing my pregnancy on my “real-life” Facebook and Twitter to … well, everyone who didn’t already know! I got some very sweet congratulations messages and well-wishes — and some people were really surprised! That was great. This is such a fun thing to tell people!
Low point: This has been a really good week, but the low point would have to be the C-word. Not fun!
Paranoid moment of the week: Whenever I felt the twinge of a cramp, I would be concerned it was Little Baby in distress — when actually, it was C-word-related. Uterus, intestines, pffft. I really must get an anatomy book so I can better identify where all of my innards are.
Weird moment of the week: Pregnancy brain has struck! I forgot how to spell “inevitable” for a solid five minutes. I never forget how to spell anything. Weird, weird, weird!
Emotional moment of the week: The tears over television shows, and commercials. When I see a birth or just a baby, I am a sniveling mess.
Best decision of the week: Improving my diet by adding more protein, now that I’m not repulsed by everything.
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