Monday, March 26, 2012


YAHOOO!!!! I have not thrown up in 8, count 'em, 8 whole days!  This is huge for me.  I finally feel good when I wake up.  HOWEVER, my back is killing me.  I called the doctor today and asked if it could be sciatica already.  The nurse never really did answer me.  Just told me to try to stay off my feet and it should go away.  Awesome.  She also suggested PT if it doesn't go away in a couple of days.  But honestly, I will take this back pain over the throwing up any day.  It feels so good to have a full meal!

Side note, I am HATING how these pictures are turning out.  I don't know what it is, but I pretty much hate everything about them.  I hate the lighting (tried playing with it) I hate the fonts, I hate my face (I look horrible!)...I just hate everything.  So, maybe I will edit them all :)

17 Week updates....
- I am still eating a lot of strawberries, just not as much.  Probably 1 pint a week instead of 2. :)
- Mint chocolate chip ice cream is the best.
- Jolly Rancher jelly beans are in a close second.
- I think I am finally feeling the magicalness of this Second Trimester.  I am feeling more energetic and I think I am writing off morning sickness as of week 16.  I haven't thrown up since last Sunday!
- Starting to research bottles, strollers, car seats...holy crap.
- I have done a lot of crafts around the house.  I keep thinking of ideas for baby's room but I have to wait and see what color it will be :)

On my birthday last weekend Dan and I went to Buy Buy Baby to look around and it was very overwhelming.  Lots of questions and lots of answers.  Also Dan had some questions that I honestly did not know the answers.  Kind of got me a little scared.  I have no idea what kinds of bottles to use, pacifiers....I tried doing some research but I'm just nervous.  What if I choose brand A and baby only likes brand B?  So many decisions.

The bathroom is almost done (thanks mom!).  She went to Mexico this week so when she comes back she'll put back up our baseboards and touch up some of our painting.  Then it's on to the baby's room!  We find out in 3 long weeks what color we should be painting.  I can not contain my excitement!  I am sure with my luck though this baby will have its legs crossed and will be passed out sleeping so we won't be able to tell.  Or it will be a "maybe" it's a girl or "maybe" it's a boy.  I am excited for the 20 week ultrasound for that and to just see baby again.  It's so different hearing the heartbeat and seeing the baby.  I feel like when we hear the heartbeat it's just my heartbeat.  It's hard to think that there is a baby in there.  I know, I think I say that every post but it's real!  It's so crazy.

Nothing else really going on! I have some recipes to post but I'll do those later.  I am going to bed early tonight.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

15 Weeks

Holy pregnant.  As you can see from this picture, there's a baby in there!  I am finally admitting that it's a baby belly, not a food belly.  It does get bigger after I eat though!  I feel funny wearing maternity clothes (so far only shirts) but I think at this point it's necessary. 

Here's what's been happening:
- I have been very DIY-ey lately.  And (Dan may disagree) I have been trying to be less lazy.  Mondays and Tuesdays I usually do so well because I get home from work by 4 but Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays kill me.  I am so exhausted when I get home at the end of the night.  I don't even want to eat anything.  All I want to do is lay on the couch until it's a acceptable time to go to bed.
- Strawberries! I can not get enough of them.  We went grocery shopping on Sunday and here is my collection:

So, it's sort of an addiction.
- Baby is the size of an apple, which I know that exact size seeing as how I can't stop eating them. :)
- My updates tell me that I can find out if it's a boy or girl right now.  But my next ultrasound isn't until 20 weeks.  Initially I wanted to try to find out early, but I am thinking maybe I need to try this patience thing and just wait until 20 weeks.
- I am still getting sick just about every morning.  I still take the medication and it works sometimes (most of the time).
- I am getting up about 3 times a night to go to the bathroom.  This will prove to be tricky in the upcoming days because my mom is tiling our bathroom and left us a little path to the toilet.  May have to actually turn on lights now.
- I am not emotional.  Which is weird for me.  I actually have found that I am almost not able to cry.  There have been plenty of times where I thought pre-pregnant me would've had a fit.  But I don't.  It's weird, but it's nice.  Considering I have always been one to cry all the freaking time.

I am very excited for next Monday (our 16 week appointment.)  It's just so fun (and reassuring) to hear the little heartbeat :)  The appointment after that will be even better though!!

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Feeling crafty

Today I dropped Dan off at the Elmhurst St. Patrick's Day Parade and went to Hobby Lobby.  I wasn't feeling rage today...I was feeling crafty.

The things I had originally wanted to get they did not have (Easter socks to make more legwarmers for Etsy and pacifier clips to make for Etsy) so I got bummed out.  I decided that when baby gets here (and I when I am nice and plump....or "Large Marge" as my good friend Laura would say) I won't be able to do all of the pinterest-y crafty things I want.  So I decided something needed to go up above my sink in my kitchen.

I bought a wooden "R" and some scrapbooking paper and mod podge (where have you been all my life?!) and a few picture frames.  I knew exactly what I wanted to do.  I am the queen of getting stuff together and then failing miserably at DIY projects and then I wasted all this money and the craft gets thrown into a bag and shoved into the basement.  Not anymore!  I am determined to follow through with all of my stuff.  So since I had the day to myself (short of needing to go pick up Dan in the afternoon) I figured what the heck.  I also bought some scrapbooking paper to cover the light switch covers in the bathroom, too.

So first I traced the letter "R" ($2.00 at Hobby Lobby) onto the back side of the paper ($.59). 

I cut out the letter with a little extra room for error, because like I said before, I make LOTS of mistakes.  So this should be easy for everyone else.  If I can do it, so can you.

Then I (sort of forgot I was taking pictures at this point....sorry....) put mod podge on the white side of the paper and the front side of the "R."  When you put the paper onto the letter, be very careful!  My finished product has lots of air bubbles and the paper ripped a few times but since it's high up on a wall, you can't even tell.  You're not allowed to mention this if you ever come to my house though. :)

So this is what it looks like from the back.  After it dried, I put some more mod podge all over the front (insert picture of that here).  After that layer dried I went around the letter and cut off most of the excess paper around the letter.  This was not easy.  But for some reason, I had much more patience for a craft that I was not ending up selling.

Then I hot glued a ribbon to the back of it.  (Insert picture here...sorry, I suck).  For the frames, I found a quotes I love ("We may not have it all together but together we have it all") and prettied them up to match the red in the "R" and in my kitchen.  Apparently I love red.  I also currently have an obsession with ladybugs.  Gosh I hope this baby is a girl.... ;)

My mom asked me how I hung all those up (because hubby is sleeping off a drunk afternoon...AHEM napping) and I told her I flew...I guess pregnant women aren't supposed to be on ladders.

Please excuse my disgusting kitchen...going to clean it now :)

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Pregnancy rage

There are a few things I had heard about pregnancy that I didn't believe (or didn't want to believe) that I have been experiencing.  Oddly enough, I have only cried twice since I've been pregnant.  I am an incredibly emotional person so this is weird for me.  There have been times when I (not pregnant) would've cried in a second.  It's odd that I don't feel the urge to.  So I haven't been really getting emotional.  I have, however, experienced pregnancy rage, and my friends, this shit is real.

Last Saturday morning I woke up kind of early because I knew I had a lot to do.  I wanted to go to Target and get a gift for my cousin Katie's baby that we were going to see.  I also wanted to get some things to make them lasagna.  So off I went at about 8:30 to Target.  From the second my foot hit the brake on the car to put it into reverse, I wanted to rip someone's head off.  I am not sure why, but someone was going to die before the end of the day and it was going to be my hands that did the dirty work.

I showed up at Target ready to go. I picked out a few outfits.  Well, tried.  I couldn't make a decision to save my life, so naturally, I wanted to take it out on someone else and KILL.  I walked away from my cart and when I turned around to get it, I was sure someone moved it 3 feet over, which enraged me.  I grabbed the outfits I wanted, and it was off to the grocery section.  I needed red sauce, cottage cheese, cookie dough mix, and mozzarella cheese.  Pretty simple, yes? NO.  NOT FOR TARGET.  I must have walked those aisles 46 times and could not find sliced mozzarella cheese to save my (or my unborn child's) life.  I became that crazy person who was talking to themselves in the aisles, and I didn't give a shit.  I needed cheese and I needed it NOW.  I walked past the section labeled "cheese" about 35 times to make sure I wasn't missing it.  Could not find it.  I didn't want to ask anyone for help (couldn't find anyone anyway because I am convinced that when you don't need help, they're in your face.  When you do need help, they run away.  And I would've run away from me, too.) so I went to check out.  Paid for my things and realized I needed butter and possibly eggs for the cookies.  I texted Dan to see if we needed eggs and he must've known that I was ready to kill because he answered within 100 seconds (I wanted him to answer within 4, but I would settle for 100.)  He said we did not need eggs, but I still needed stupid cheese.  I went to Dominick's (which I never do - it's so expensive) got my butter and cheese and went home.

When I got home I told Dan that it would be in his best interest to agree with EVERYTHING I said until further notice or I would rip his head off...or he would have to watch me rip someone else's head off.

The day ended up not being so bad as I got my baby fix. :)  But ever since then, I feel like my temper is about as short as me and I still have not gotten my first kill....