Monday, December 31, 2012

21 Weeks

How far along?  21 weeks
Total weight gain/loss? Up 5 lbs
Maternity clothes? All bottoms, there are a few tops I can still get away with 
Stretch marks? Nope
Sleep? I'm having a tough time sleeping.  I wake up a lot and just can't get comfortable.  I'm a stomach sleeper, so that's a problem and my snoogie is cumbersome and makes my arm fall asleep
Best moment last week? A healthy anatomy scan!  We got to watch, a very active, Mrs. Petrillo bounce and bee bop all over the place.  I was so tempted to just find out the sex, but stayed strong.  Baby weights 13 oz, is growing right on track and all the organs look normal.
Movement? Getting lots of low thuds, pokes, and twitches
Food cravings? Cookies of all sorts, except anything with mint.  Mint desserts are wack.  
Food aversions?  chicken and apparently mint desserts 
Gender? Team Green
Labor signs? Still with the BH, doc said it's normal for them to start earlier the second time around.   
Belly button in/out? In, but getting flatter
What I miss: Being able to lift heavy things.  We're mid move and I'd like to help out more
What I am looking forward to: Deciding on a name.  We've got our girl name set, but our boy name is wishy washy.
Milestones: Passing the halfway mark.  



It really irritates me that I faced the wrong way in this picture.  In all the other pics I was facing the other way.  

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Elf on the Shelf/Elf Gram Week 3+

Day 15
Elf Hiding Spot: Hangs out by the presents 
Elf Gram: Mommy Express (after bath when it's usually bed time, hide a ticket in the bed and go for a drive around the neighborhood to see the lights with hot chocolate and popcorn)








Day 16
Elf Hiding Spot: Hangs out in the freezer because she misses the North Pole
Elf Gram: Go to see How the Grinch Stole Christmas (or other Christmas production)




Day 17
Elf Hiding Spot: Sneaks a sweet treat in the fridge
Elf Gram: Make a snowman out of paper plates 




Day 18
Elf Hiding Spot: Spends the day with Mrs. Frosty
Elf Gram: Make a handprint Christmas wreath


This is what it was supposed to look like:
Source:

This is what Isabella wanted to make: 


Day 19
Elf Hiding Spot: Decorates the tree with the kids undies
Elf Gram: Go see the Christmas lights






Day 20
Elf Hiding Spot: Toilet papers the Christmas tree
Elf Gram: Christmas Dance Party



Day 21
Elf Hiding Spot: Gets spicy hanging out with the salt
Elf Gram: Bake Christmas cookies




Day 22
Elf Hiding Spot: In the sock draw
Elf Gram: Read some Christmas books


Day 23
Elf Hiding Spot: Elf reads a Christmas story
Elf Gram: Go to/throw a gingerbread house making party


Day 24
Elf Hiding Spot: The Elf leaves a good bye letter
Elf Gram: Elf magic is lifted for a few minutes and you can hug and kiss your elf







Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Hope It Was a Merry One

I hope you all had a restful and wonderful holiday.  Mine was great, although not exactly what I expected.  I'll update you on all of the goings on around here asap, but we're mid-move into the money pit and I'm running on limited internet since our cable company "forgot" to bring us a wireless router.  So I'll try and get on to update sometime before the weekend.

Enjoy your post-holiday glow

Thursday, December 20, 2012

This Pregnancy is Kicking My Ass

I would love to sit here and say that this pregnancy has been unicorns and glitter and pure bliss, but it hasn't.  Unfortunately.  Before I was pregnant with Isabella I thought pregnancy was some magical time where you blossom into this amazing woman who is full of wisdom and life (insert snide laughter here)

And for me that really just wasn't the case.  I had a really easy pregnancy with her.  No complications.  No issues.  Textbook.  It just wasn't what I had built it up in my mind to be.  And that's fine.  I had no baseline to compare it to.

So when I got pregnant again, I knew more of what to expect, but was determined to enjoy it and fully experience it since it would, more than likely, be my last.  I wound up miscarrying that second pregnancy, but was lucky enough to conceive again right after I was able to start trying again.  Even more resolved to enjoy this pregnancy after a loss.

However, guys, this pregnancy is kicking my ever loving ass.

I don't know if it's because when I was pregnant with Isabella I was 26 and now I'm 30.  Or if it's the fact that I'm pregnant and raising a 3 year old.  Maybe it's the fact that I've got so much other stuff going on, like moving or that every experience is just different.

Whatever it is, it's running me down.

Between the threatened miscarriage in the first trimester, sciatic pain so bad that I had to go to the ER, miss a day of work, and hobble around for 2 weeks it's been difficult.  Then there's the weird vein on my leg that was a parting gift from my third trimester with Isabella that has now taken on a life of it's own.  Plus the strange, flat, non-itchy dots on my stomach and arms, those are new.  My boobs have grown and my bump is huge and already uncomfortable and I'm only halfway done!

It's not all bad, I don't want to sound like a sour puss.  I love that I can feel the baby move.  I love that I've kept physically active.  I like that I'm noticeably pregnant and it's still cute and round.

Mrs. Petrillo is already a beast!

How have your pregnancies been different?

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

19 Weeks

How far along?  19 weeks
Total weight gain/loss? Up 4lbs 
Maternity clothes? All bottoms, there are a few tops I can still get away with 
Stretch marks? No, but I have these weird red, flat, not itchy spots on my stomach, arms and shoulders and it's weird.  I thought it was the beginning of stretch marks, but google said no, so I'm going with that.  
Sleep? It's starting to get uncomfortable and it's still so early!
Best moment last week? My cousin's Christmas party.  Since we all have our own families now and our own set of in laws, we can't all be together for Christmas.  So we got together this weekend for a Christmas brunch with all most of our kids.  So nice to be with family. 
Movement? Lots of movement lately, especially late at night or after I drink something cold.
Food cravings? Cherry coke, which is bizarre to me since I never drink soda.  This is one I won't be indulging.
Food aversions?  chicken and onions 
Gender? Team Green
Labor signs? I've actually been having some pretty nasty BH's.  I'm gonna mention it to my OB at my next appointment.  They've been pretty uncomfortable and frequent although untimeable.  I remember them with Isabella, but it was much much later.  
Belly button in/out? In.
What I miss: Happy hours with my work friends.
What I am looking forward to: Painting the nursery.  That's a positive of team green, I can paint the nursery as early as I want.  I just can't quite decorate it yet since I have no idea what direction I want to go in. 
Milestones: Almost halfway done!


There I am with my 19 week bump.  I'm carrying high, but not quite as high with Isabella.  I think because I have a short torso, it always just looks really high.  

Monday, December 17, 2012

Elf on the Shelf / Elf Gram Week 2

We just finished up week 2 of our lovely little Elf on the Shelf, Daniella, with her daily elf grams from the North Pole.  Isabella is obsessed with her, and even though it's a bit more work and planning for me, I love it!

Day 8
Elf Hiding Spot: Checking out the fish in the fish tank...you know the one that wont die
Elf Gram: Christmas Dance Party


Day 9
Elf Hiding Spot: Hanging out in the sconce 
Elf Gram: Breakfast with Santa




Day 10
Elf Hiding Spot:  Elf toilet papers the Christmas tree
Elf Gram: Go see Santa at the mall



Day 11
Elf Hiding Spot:  Takes a ride on a toy and delivers a note from the North Pole
Elf Gram: Make salt dough ornaments

You can find tons of recipes for salt dough online.  I used a straw to put a hole in them before they dried, then we painted them and glittered them up.


Day 12
Elf Hiding Spot: Fishes for goldfish crackers in the toilet
Elf Gram: Bake a sweet treat


I probably should have cleaned the toilet, but I'm pregnant so I'm entitled not to


Day 13
Elf Hiding Spot:  Takes a joy ride in Santa's sleigh
Elf Gram: Watch Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer

Day 14
Elf Hiding Spot:  Takes flight on the ceiling fan
Elf Gram: Take a glow in the dark bath



For the bath we just tossed glow sticks in the bath tub and shut the lights off.  I got a pack of 15 for a buck at the dollar store.  

Check out Elf on the Shelf featuring Elf Gram Week 1



Sunday, December 16, 2012

Libby's Gift Basket Giveaway


Libby’s Fruits and Vegetables, is all about celebrating family around the dinner table and what a better time to celebrate good food and good family traditions than Christmas time?  Libby's Fruits and Vegetables has been a staple in many homes because of their flavor and quality.  I grew up on Libby's Fruit Salad...my sister and I used to fight for the cherries.  True story.

One of my favorite family traditions is actually not eating the meal itself, but preparing the meal.  The kitchen is packed with the women in my family, aunts, my mom, my grandmother before she passed, and any cousin old enough to be interested.  We'd sit around the table and listen to the chatter of women who seemed like a fish in water in the kitchen.  Their movements were seamless as they stirred and basted, chopped and measured.  That was always my favorite part of the holidays, listening to women who had taken part in creating that traditional holiday meal that everyone loved so much.  I can't wait to create those memories for my own family.

Libby's Fruits and Vegetables is a part of that holiday tradition.

Here's a recipe you can use with your own family this year:


Maple Glazed Turkey Breast with Sesame Gingered Green Beans & Carrots

Serves 6
Prep time 20 minutes

Enjoy Thanksgiving dinner year-round with this sweet and savory twist! Turkey breast marinated in maple syrup and soy sauce will delight your taste buds when paired with green beans and carrots drizzled with a tasty sesame-ginger glaze.

Ingredients

 For the turkey
2 lb boneless, skinless turkey breast
2⁄3 c maple syrup
1⁄4 c less sodium soy sauce
3⁄4 t Black pepper
    For the vegetables:
2 T canola oil, divided
2   Garlic cloves, minced
1   (1-inch) piece ginger, peeled and minced
1 cn can Libby’s® Naturals Cut Green Beans, drained and patted dry
1 cn can Libby’s®  Sliced Carrots, drained and patted dry
3 T sesame seeds
3 T less sodium soy sauce
2 T sugar
1 1⁄2 T rice vinegar

Instructions

Place turkey breast in large plastic bag. In small bowl, whisk together maple syrup, ¼ cup soy sauce and black pepper. Pour over turkey and seal bag tightly. Marinade turkey in refrigerator for at least 3 hours or overnight. Turn bag over every few hours.

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Place turkey breast on rack in roasting pan (discard marinade.) Cook for about 1½ hours or until thickest part of breast reaches internal temperature of 165 degrees F. Remove from oven and let rest 20 minutes before slicing.

While turkey cools, make vegetables. In large skillet, heat 1 tablespoon canola oil. Add garlic and ginger, sautéing for 30 seconds, stirring constantly. Add green beans and carrots, sauté for another 2 minutes, stirring constantly. Remove from pan.

Reduce heat to medium and add the remaining 1 tablespoon canola oil. Add sesame seeds and sauté for 5 – 7 minutes or until lightly browned, stirring frequently. Add 3 tablespoons soy sauce, sugar and rice vinegar, stirring constantly as it boils. Cook another 3 minutes and remove from heat. Drizzle over green beans and carrots; serve immediately.

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One lucky reader is going to win a fantastic Libby's Fruit and Vegetable Gift Basket (Aren't gift baskets the best?)

You will win:

·         Rubbermaid® 40 Piece Set {for all those holiday leftovers and easy organization}
·         3 Piece Bamboo Cutting Board Set {for all that holiday prepping}
·         An assortment of Libby’s product

I received the same gift basked and I just love it.  It's perfect for the new house.  And really, who doesn't love easy lock tupperware and bamboo cutting boards?  It's fantastic.
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Thursday, December 13, 2012

Feel Free

Feel free to share this blog in all and any venues.  Share links on facebook, like posts, pin stuff, tweet stuff, recommend it on google+, stumble it, whatever.

Tell your mom, your friends, your neighbor, your mailman, whoever.

While I feel like I've been working a lot on building content, I haven't been working on building readership or an audience.

I'm trying to work on it now.  Feel free to whore my blog out.  Thanks bunches!

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

What Not to Say to a Pregnant Woman

Congrats!  You're pregnant.  It's just such a magical time where you can watch your hemorrhoids grow and hear the sound of your ass getting fatter.  And if that wasn't joy enough, you get to deal with idiots on a regular basis commenting on your size and groping you.  So if you're an idiot or know someone who is, feel free to share this list with them of what not to say to someone who is expecting.

1.  "You're getting so big!"

Fuck you, you're getting big.  Even if I had tripled in size and was starting to form my own gravitational pull, keep your size comments to yourself.  "You look beautiful" and "You're all belly" are the only acceptable thing to say to a pregnant woman.  Lie to me, I'm desperate enough to believe it.

2.  "Oh it must be your hormones"

While I really do enjoy being able to blame every single bat shit crazy thing that I do and say on my hormones, let's call a spade a spade I'm pretty sure that there's something way more seriously wrong with me than a fresh batch of progesterone.  I'm pretty sure that it's an innate character flaw or some chemical imbalance in my brain that causes me to act like a raving lunatic.

3.  "You'll probably go early/late/have a c-section"

Who are you nostra-fucking-damas?  Can you tell me what the winning lottery numbers are for the next power ball?

4.  "That's a big baby"

Oh, I'm sorry, are your eyes trans-abdominal ultrasound probes?  Can you take a look at my teeth and let me know if that's a cavity or just a left over poppy seed.

5.  "I don't think you're supposed to eat/drink/do that"

I've already conducted my internet research and am firmly in agreement with those geniuses over at Yahoo Answers so I don't really need your thoughts.  It's redundant.

And you know what else is annoying?  The incessant "How are you feeling?"  I'm a big offender on this myself, but when 30 people a day ask you how you're feeling it's kind of annoying.  Especially, because all they want to hear is "great", I swear at some point I'm just going to tell them "I'm gassy and boobs are so heavy I might need to start double bra-ing.  How are you?"

That last one is a little bit mean, since it comes from good intentions.  But 1-5, you need to study and memorize.  Good luck out there among all those fat hormonal pregnant ladies, you're gonna fucking need it.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

18 Weeks


How far along?  18 weeks
Total weight gain/loss? Up 3lbs
Maternity clothes? Oh yes
Stretch marks? No
Sleep? My bizarr-o dreams have been waking me up.  Last night I dreamt that I was 8 months pregnant, out at a club, drinking light beer and smoking light cigarettes.  My justification was that they were light.  Strange right?
Best moment last week? My back pain easing up
Movement? Yes!  Pokes and rolls and twirls low in my pelvis and hips
Food cravings? Mexican food
Food aversions?  chicken
Gender? Team Green
Labor signs? No
Belly button in/out? In.
What I miss: Still being able to drink...maybe that's where my dream stemmed from
What I am looking forward to: Setting up the nursery.  We should be ready to paint it this week, a nice neutral light gray.


This is not such a hot looking picture.  I'm without my weekend weave and my belly kind of looks like the letter B, but after taking about 15 pics Andy quit and I had to pick the best one.  

Monday, December 10, 2012

Elf on the Shelf Featuring Elf Gram

It's that time of year again when the super creepy, hypocritical Elf on the Shelf makes it's appearance.  This is the first year we're doing it and I thought it would be cool if the Elf (ours is named Daniella) left a note in Isabella's stocking each morning with something fun to do each day.  Here's week one.

Day 1
Hiding Spot: Elf makes a snow angel out of flour
Elf Gram:  Go on the Santa Train to the North Pole!



Day 2

Elf Hiding Spot:  In the stocking
Day 2:  Make a gingerbread house



                                     

Day 3

Elf Hiding Spot: Marshmallow bath
Elf Gram:  Make a Christmas tree with felt and pom poms


Just cut a tree, star, and stump out of felt and then glue on poms, beads or buttons.  So fun and easy.

Day 4

Elf Hiding Spot:  Writes a funny message in the mirror
Elf Gram: Ornament craft


I got a plain white ornament from Michael's painter her hand in glue and then doused it in glitter

Day 5

Elf Hiding Spot: Elf makes a mess with the shaving cream
Elf Gram:  Write a letter to Santa

Day 6

Elf Hiding Spot:  In a boot
Elf Gram:  Watch the Polar Express and drink Hot Chocolate


Mesmerized!


Day 7

Elf Hiding Spot:  On the Christmas Tree
Elf Gram:  Go to hear a reading of Polar Express at Barnes and Nobles


Stay tuned for Elf on the Shelf Featuring Elf Gram Week 2 next week

Friday, December 7, 2012

Feeling Bigger



I'm most definitely feeling bigger the second time around.  I'm showing more and it's more obvious that I'm pregnant even though I'm only 17 weeks.  At this time with Isabella I was still in regular clothes and it only looked like I might be getting a bit fat.  Here are pics for proof.



On the left I'm 17 weeks with Isabella and on the right I'm 17 weeks with Mrs. Petrillo.  Now I don't know why my hair is so short and gross or why I'm so pale or why I'm wearing that hideous (albeit non maternity) shirt, but I'm definitely sporting a smaller bump.  On the right I'm probably thinner overall, my legs and arms specifically, and my hair is cuter, but my butt and bump are larger.  Although, my sister just pointed out to me that I look fatter overall in my first pregnancy which is probably why my  bump just appears larger in the second.  Isn't she just a peach?

I guess I'm all stretched out from the first go round and once the car leaves the show room it's just never the same again! 

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Naming Your Baby

I have advice for you.  Baby naming advice.  Not naming your real live outside baby, although I do have some ideas on that, but naming your inside baby.  Don't call it something lame please, like "bub" "bubba" "sweet pea" "dumpling"  "sweet potato" or anything else super lame like that.

I mean honestly, do you want to walk around for x amount of months rubbing your belly and cootchie cooing about your sweet little dumpling.  You think you sound cute, but you're really just making everyone want to vomit in their mouths.  Stop it.  Nobody likes it.  Nobody thinks it's cute.  Except maybe you and your mom.

If you need to refer to your unborn baby as something, you should really try "it".  Honestly, I don't know why people get so worked up or feel badly about referring to a baby as "it".  If it's not a "he" or a "she" (obvi for people who don't know yet/aren't finding out) then the only appropriate English pronoun is "it".  Our language doesn't account for a non sexual pronoun in any other way.  Sorry.  It doesn't mean you don't love your baby or have a connection with it, you're just using grammar appropriately.

And if that doesn't work for you.  Think of something awesome.  For example, Mrs. Petrillo is a bad ass name.  It's original.  It's not bizarre.  It stands for someone who is wise, sassy, and crotchety.  Now that name is taken, but feel free to use it.  Or you can use one of these other names that's not vomit inducing, but is gender neutral:  Rex, Spike, Beckham (for the kicking), Phelps (for the swimming around in fluid all day), Mac, or Jones.  Just not Peanut or Baba or Jellybean.  Seriously, I will find you and vom on you.

And since I'm up on my high horse anyway, probably offending 50% of you who decided to read this far, I'll go a step further.  After your baby is born or whenever you name the little tike here are some quick tips to avoid.

Can we all agree that we're all original and cool so we can bypass the bizarro names?  I mean I get that you want to prove you're some free spirit, non-conforming, hippie, one of a kind, but is naming your kid Moon Beam really going to accomplish that?  I see kids every year who hate their weirdo name and ask me to call them John.  I'm not talking about cultural names, that's your business, but think about how your kid's name will sound in a board room or a dorm room or any room where someone can't pronounce your wack job name.

Spelling Jennifer as "Gennyfer" or Robert as "Robbyrd" is annoying.

I also don't get the nickname situation.  Why name your baby Jackson and then say we'll just call him Sam.  Name the damn kid Sam.  Or if you name your kid Fredrick so people will call him Fred is just dumb.  Name the damn kid Fred.  I get that some nicknames evolve naturally, Joe for Joseph, Ally for Allison, but it's the intentional nicknaming that I don't understand.  I don't call Isabella, Bella because I would have just named her Bella.  I also don't understand using a kid's middle name as their first name. Is there some significance to that?  Why not just switch the names around?

Did I miss anything?  Feel free to leave your own name pet peeves in the comments.  And if I haven't quite offended you yet, just drop me an e-mail and I promise I'll get around to it.

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

17 Weeks

How far along?  17 weeks
Total weight gain/loss? Up 3lbs from my pre-pregnancy weight.  
Maternity clothes? 90% of bottoms, except I can still get into sweat pants and yoga pants, and I'd say 75% of tops
Stretch marks? No
Sleep? It's been tough to get comfy with my back pain, but my pregnancy pillow helps.  God I love that thing.
Best moment last week? Hearing Mrs. Petrillo's heartbeat again.  Staying strong at 155 bpm.
Movement? I can say for 100% certainty that I've felt the baby moving.  For sure I've felt some nudges, twinges, twitches, and pokes.
Food cravings? Mexican food
Food aversions?  chicken
Gender? Team Green
Labor signs? No
Belly button in/out? In.
What I miss: Being able to walk without a limp
What I am looking forward to: I'm going to try to go to Babies R Us to get an outfit for Mrs. Petrillo to come home in.  So fun baby shopping.  
Milestones: None and I really tried hard to think


My but is getting bigger 

Monday, December 3, 2012

Today Is a Sad Day

Today is sad.  Today is December 3rd 2012.  Today I should have been bringing home a baby.  Today was my due date with my miscarriage.  I've been dreading this day for a long time.  It's not that I'm not insanely grateful for Mrs. Petrillo and the small twitches, flutters, and pops that I'm starting to feel, but I can't help but wonder what the baby I lost would have been like.  Would it be the son I imagined or another daughter?  Would s/he be an easy baby or a fuss pot like his sister?  Who would that little lost life have grown up to be had it had survived it's journey?

I don't know.  I'll never know.  The world will never know.

Maybe this day would have come and gone and I'd still be pregnant with a huge belly and a heart full of anticipation.  Or maybe the baby would have been born early, like Isabella was, and I'd already be in the throws of newborn chaos; bleary eyed, tired, and dirty.  Maybe I'd still be in the hospital.  So many possibilities, but it's no use to dwell because it really doesn't matter.

I was pregnant.  I lost the baby.  I am most certainly not alone as unfortunately there are so many other women who go through the same thing and each one deals with it in her own way.  Today I'm letting myself feel sad for the life that I lost, grateful for the life I've created, and hopeful for the life growing inside me.

Thursday, November 29, 2012

A General Update on Life

My bad about the lack of posts this week, but I'm still pretty bent out of shape with this vile pregnancy induced sciatica.  But here's a general update on the craziness of life.

1.  Sciatica sucks.  Dude, if The Walking Dead were casting for pregnant zombie extras I've got the walk down pat.  It's half a limp and half a drag.  It's gotten bearable where I can act like a quasi functioning human adult, but it's still painful and pretty constant.  I've been doing stretches 3 times a day everyday for 10 minutes and that helps a lot.  Andy's been giving me a lot of massages and I let the hot water hit my back for a few minutes at the end of the shower.  The worst is the morning when I've been sleeping and it's all stiff.  Andy had to help me get dressed and out the door, but today I was able to crawl out of bed so I could do my stretches.  Progress.  My OB says that I should take a prenatal yoga class (all signed up!), get a support belt, and if it hasn't corrected itself in 2 weeks to go see a chiropractor that has dealt with pregnant women.  Good to have a plan.

2.  Things with the house are coming along nicely seeing as I have been rendered completely useless, I have to just use my ornary powers of organization and nagging to get stuff done.  The painting is almost complete, the floor guy is coming on Monday, the door guy is coming on Thursday, and the kitchen guy is coming the following week.  Things are happening people!  There's still, oh about a thousand little things that still need to get done, but baby steps.

3.  Mrs. Petrillo is doing great.  I had an appointment today and I'm up 3lbs which is fine.  Nice strong heartbeat of 155 bpm.  I have my anatomy scan the day after Christmas, so tempting but I'm standing firm on Team Green.  And I've started feeling movement.  Not gas, real deal baby wiggles.  Such a weird and awesome feeling.

4.  Traffic blows.  I don't know what thought patterns I'm sending out into the universe but all I'm getting back is traffic.

5.  Twilight is awesome sauce, go see it.

6.  Between work and the house I've barely seen my husband the past week and Isabella and I are missing him very much.

7.  That's it...lots of fun holiday things coming up and I'm excited for the holidays.  I'll be back to my usual writing schedule next week, now that I can sit in a position for longer than 20 seconds without wanting to die.

Monday, November 26, 2012

(Another) Trip to the ER

This pregnancy is kicking my ever loving ass.  Saturday Isabella and I met my friend and her son at the Children's Museum.  We played for a few hours, had lunch, played some more and then went home.  It was a great day.  I was actually feeling really great.  Getting my energy back, doing some laundry, starting dinner and then I felt a little tightness in my back.  No bigs.  I've had a problem with low back pain before.  I started looking for the heating pad, but couldn't find it.  So I started doing some stretches and it still felt tight, but nothing crazy.

Isabella wanted to play a game so I sat on the floor with her and then when I went to stand up, I felt an excruciating pain in my lower back and an almost numbness in my left leg.  I could barely move and the pain was so sudden and sharp that it felt like someone was literally stabbing a knife into my back.

By the time Andy had gotten home it was so bad that I couldn't walk.  I couldn't go to the bathroom by myself.  He ran out to get me a heating pad, which offered no relief.  I almost cried trying to go up the stairs.  I literally had to crawl with Andy helping me.  Not my finest moment.

I was hoping that I would wake up the next morning and it would be gone, like some sort of post-Thanksgiving miracle.  But it was just as bad.  I couldn't walk without assistance, so after Andy gave me a shower, and not in the sexy way, we headed out to the ER for what would be my second trip for this pregnancy.

Andy ran in to get me a wheel chair and they wheeled me right on in.  After waiting for an eternity, the doctor finally came to check me out.  He poked my legs, lifted them, pushed around on my back and asked me a lot of questions about the pain.  He diagnosed me with a pinched sciatic nerve since the pain was radiating down my left leg and ass cheek.

He prescribed me percocet, which is a class c drug, but even though he said it's ok to take, I decided against it.  He recommended that I talk with my ob about options such as chiropractor, physical therapy, massage therapy, yoga, acupuncture, etc.  I'm going on Thursday for my regular appointment so I'll follow up then.

I've been doing some light stretches and trying to do some gentle walking around the living room so that it doesn't stiffen up, but when I woke up Monday morning for work there was no shot I'd be able to do it.  I couldn't even get out of bed or get dressed by myself.  Today it feels a bit looser since I've been doing my stretches all day and not just laying down.  So I'm thinking I'll make it in tomorrow.

Anyone have any experience with sciatica and/or low back pain in pregnancy?  I'm all ears for tips and advice.

Thursday, November 22, 2012

We Have a House

We are no longer homeless, last week we signed the papers and we officially closed on the house!!!!  So damn exciting to finally have those keys and know that there's an end in sight to living with my parents.

I've been a little bratty in regards to living here, it did give us a wonderful opportunity to save money and to unload our old townhouse without the worry of coordinating closing dates.  And my parents are a huge help with Isabella.  My mom will get up with her in the morning and my dad will play with her for hours.  My mom never plays with her, which is odd.  I don't think my mom knows how to play.  And I'm sure they have their own lists of complaints about me...moody, easily annoyed, lazy, etc.

But...there's an end.  No more walking through the door to see my mother sitting on the couch, where she was all day or getting the royal interrogation from my father all day long.  I'll have my own space to do my own thing.  I'll be surrounded by my own stuff.  I can get back into my old routines.

It'll take a while.  We're painting the entire house.  Poly-eur-a something the floors.  Gutting the kitchen completely.  Replacing the light fixtures. And God only knows what else will come up, but it's ours and before too long we'll be living there for a short while as a family of three and it is in that house that we'll become a family of 4.

If you need me...I'll be on pinterest.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

My Best Friend Daddy

Isabella goes through phases of who she loves the most.  When she was small and she would favor my mother or my sister sometimes it would really get to me, it would range from borderline grating to out and out painful.  But your mommy skin thickens and you realize that these phases are just that...fleeting phases based on the whims of psychopathic children.

I've been on the receiving end of one of those phases where it's all about mommy and, while the love and adoration is amazing, it can get pretty annoying when you can't so much as leave the room without a 3 foot shadow.


For the past few months we've been in a very long and very heart felt "daddy phase".  I swear to the heavens she is obsessed with Andy.  I can't even touch him because she get super jealous.  And God-forbid you say anything remotely negative, joking or not, she'll ream you out for being mean to her daddy.

These are common phases we hear around our household lately:

"Don't say that about my best friend daddy"
"Don't me mean to my daddy"
"Daddy loves me more than you"
"I love you mommy, but I still love daddy the best"
"Daddy is my number one best friend"

There's also a lot of sickening hugs and kisses.  I think part of it is some sort of competetiveness with me.

"I'm prettier than you"
"My hair is longer than yours"

I don't get it.  But there's a lot of things about kids I don't get.

What I do know is that somehow, even though daddy is the clear front runner, she still requests me to wipe her nose, take her to the bathroom, make her food, do her hair, and pretend to be a dog with.

Go figure.

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

A 3 Year Olds View on Pregnancy


At my last Dr's appointment, post-Sandy in the hospital, because my obgyn's office was still without power we took Isabella.  She knew I was going to the doctor, but didn't know what for.  All she cared about was that no one was getting a shot.  When they put the doppler on my stomach and we heard that reassuring gallop of *thump thump, thump thump* I asked her if she heard that and she looked super confused, but said "yes" I told her that that was the baby in mommy's tummy and she was going to be a big sister.

She was excited, but it kind of wore off.  Now she's coming out with some bizarre-o things that are pregnancy related.  Some of them are endearingly cute and others just make you wanna go hmmmm....

The baby is always a girl.  She's having a sister she said, no way a brother.  So far the baby has been named Sleeping Beauty, Princess, Ariel, and now Felicia, because Shrek and Fiona's daughter is named Felicia.  If it's a boy, which according to her it's not, it's either Brother Bear or Jon Snow.  Poor baby is going to have a rough life ahead.

The other day she was in the bath and she asked me if she could see my tummy, so I lifted my shirt a bit and she threw a cup of water on me and told me that her baby sister needed a bath.

Then she tells me that if I want a baby and can grow one in my tummy, that she wants a kitty and will grow one in her tummy.  So now she makes me rub and scratch her tummy so it will grow big and strong.  So weird.

She also tells me that the baby is growing in my tummy until it's bigger and bigger and bigger then it's gonna pop out and be one years old and play with her.  I've been really trying to drive home the point that the baby won't be much fun for a while.

She also wonders why I'm not eating baby food, since that's what baby's eat and the food I eat goes into my tummy.  That's cute and functional because I was able to wrest a gumball away from her because I told her the baby wanted it.  Sucker!!!

All in all she's been really sweet and excited about the baby.  She'll talk to my belly and rub it, but it's not the sole point of her existence, more like an after thought which is perfect for right now.

Monday, November 19, 2012

Short Term Health Insurance

With the elections still buzzing in the air a hot topic of conversation has been health insurance.  We all know that medical costs can be ridiculous.  I mean honestly, the bill for my stay at the hospital when I had Isabella was in the tens of thousands, to stay in the hospital for 2 nights and give birth to a healthy baby.  Thank God I have health insurance.


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15 Weeks

How far along?  15 weeks
Total weight gain/loss? My pre pregnancy weight is 125 and I'm now 125.6 so I'm up about a half a pound.
Maternity clothes? Bottoms yes, but I'm still working some of my pre pregnancy tops
Stretch marks? No
Sleep? It's been a good week for sleep all around.
Best moment last week? Generally this week all around kind of sucked, but if I had to find a silver lining it would be eating my cookie dough ice cream...finally.  
Movement? I definitely felt something, not sure if it was the baby but I think it was.  I can't wait for tiny baby kicks
Food cravings? Ice cream and butterfingers, still with the sugar kick
Food aversions?  Chicken and onions
Gender? Team Green
Labor signs? No
Belly button in/out? In.
What I miss: Wine.  Sweet delicious red wine that just relaxes you after a craptastic week.
What I am looking forward to: Thanksgiving!!!! 
Milestones: Breaking out the maternity pants


I feel like I'm much bigger at 15 weeks this time around.  I'm not sure how I feel about it.  When I was pregnant with Isabella I couldn't wait for my bump, but now I know how cumbersome it can be, especially at the end so I'm hoping it's all in my head, but based on this picture it's all in my uterus and a little bit in my ass.