Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Midair Expansion


16 weeks called for an up close and personal shot of the belly. I wish I would have appreciated my body and almost flat tummy before I got pregnant, because who knows when I will see it next. Matt and I traveled to FL to visit my mom this past weekend. It was a relaxing trip filled with TONS and TONS of good food. My mom is known as the Queen of Snacks, never ever say you're kinda hungry around her, she will make a 4 course meal. We also got to walk on the beach, which was a nice break from the snow. The food was great, but the flight home was horrible. We had an unexpected 3 hour delay in Atlanta, I expanded in midair and out grew my jeans, the cute knee high boots I was wearing no longer fit around my ever expanding calves and then we had to trudge through a foot of snow to get to an even more snow covered vehicle. I looked pretty cute walking through the airport exhausted, big bellied, with half zipped knee high boots, and jeans that were unbuttoned and unzipped. We were supposed to get home at 10pm, but rolled in at 2am--for a total of a 10hr travel day. Lesson of the trip: wear sweatpants and buy a direct flight.     

Colie                                 

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Movin' On Up

Our Little Monster has moved up in the world. They ran out of room in their humble pelvis abode and got themselves a delux apartment in the sky. My belly sure did Pop this week and now all my old pants fit again. Thanks Little Monster for preserving my wardrobe just a little longer!



As evidenced by this Glamour Shot, color has returned to my face and I no longer look like death warmed over. I am feeling much better, I take only 1 Zofran a day and I have enough energy to take a shower. I actually started to work out again which has restored some self worth.

The last 15 weeks have been hard on everyone, Matt has had to take on all the household chores and wasn't allowed to cook anything while I was home because of the smells. He waited on me hand and foot and held back my hair when I was sick. Not once did he complain about a single thing, all he said was "I'm proud of you". He even had a small case of sympathy pregnancy, his legs would get restless and he would feel nauseous in the evening when he was home with me. If that's not love, I don't know what is!

Even The Boys have had it rough, there have been no table scraps to eat and Frazier is wasting way into nothing.
                                               
                                                                        Fat Boxer



Until Next Time,
Colie

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Thank You

                                                  

Matt and I would like to thank everyone who has sent a congratulatory baby card to us. We are very excited to become parents and really appreciate the support everyone is showing us. We have such a wonderful support system! Thank you again!

Love,
Colie and Matt

Friday, December 10, 2010

The Grass is Always Greener...


The Grass is Always Greener on the Other Side of the Street. Fortunately, we live on the greener, spring looking side of Mountain Hawk Dr. The other side of the street has their snow shovels out and are clearing their driveways.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Updates at 13 weeks pregnant

13 weeks pregnant and I throw up about that many times a day! I treated the Zofran like gold, but still ran out before it was time for a refill and I think I have built up a tolerance to the Sea-Bands. I had my monthly appointment this past week and fired my OB/GYN. The Doctor came in and asked how I was feeling. I said, with tears in my eyes, that I feel miserable and that I throw up 8-11 times a day, but feel severely nauseous the rest of the time. Know what that jerk said to me? He said "well, this is what you wanted isn't it? You do want to be pregnant don't you? Eat some crackers or a rice cake!" I lost it. I am an emotional, sick, tired mess at this point and I broke down crying. He didn't acknowledge me, just had me lay back so he could find the baby's heartbeat. Which, by the way, he only let me hear 2 small woosh wooshes. Then walked out, no goodbye no "do you have any questions?" WHICH I HAD A WHOLE LIST! I didn't even know the appointment was over until an RN came in to take me to the checkout. It lasted approximately 60 seconds from start to finish. Needless to say, I went home and called a highly recommended Doctor and got an appointment for next week. A nurse also spent 25 minutes on the phone with me answering all my questions and called in a prescription for Tigan (another nausea medicine I alternate with the Zofran). Now that is the prenatal experience I am looking for!



Here I am at 13 weeks, looking all large and in charge. Notice the pants I am wearing, these are still my normal jeans, however, I am afraid to wash and dry them for fear I will never fit into them again. Thanks Ma, for sending the leggings that I will be living in for the next 6 months.

Till Next Time,
Colie

Friday, November 19, 2010

An Invention to be Thankful For

There are many things I am thankful for in my life. My husband, our Little Monster, our family and friends, our jobs and our health. I am also eternally grateful to the inventors of Sea-Bands! They are small sweatbands that I wear on my wrists and they apply continuous pressure to the points on my wrists that cure nausea. These $10.99 miracle bands are available at the local drug store and provide relief to my morning sickness that no amount of medicine or prayer has been able to cure. Just to test them out and make sure it wasn't all in my head, I took them off at work last night, within 5 minutes I was huddled over the sink in my patients room cussing myself out for taking them off. Good thing the baby was 4 months old and didn't care that I was using his sink to get rid of my stomach contents. So this Thanksgiving Season I would like to extend a very warm thank you to the creators of Sea-Bands and to their families.

Colie

Thursday, November 11, 2010

First Doctor's Appointment


       Me at the OBGYN looking ill and scared to death

Matt and I had our first doctor's appointment on 11/10/10. They asked a million and one questions, took my vital signs and did an exam. Matt was jealous of my 100/58 blood pressure and thought he could beat it so he asked the LPN to take his. He should have known you can't beat perfection...his came back as 132/54. I think he was extremely nervous sitting in an OBGYN office with very graphic pictures hanging on the wall, his blood pressure was pretty high! I was the one getting poked and prodded, he should have been fine! They had to stick me twice to draw my blood, I almost had a heart attack. I probably shouldn't have told the poor girl "you better get this on the first try!!". We also got an ultrasound to make sure the baby was growing like they should since I was measuring small during my exam. The little monster was moving around like it was break dancing and had a heart rate of 173. Based on the ultrasound I am about 10 weeks, we could see its head and little arms with elbows! I was amazed to see that there was something inside of me moving and that has a beating heart. I go back for another ultrasound at 12 weeks and for genetic testing, they are looking for Downs syndrome and any other abnormalities.

Let me just say, I have been pretty sick, when I am not throwing up, I am feeling like I am going to throw up. I call the baby Little Monster as a term of endearment because they are sucking the life out of me and testing my will. I am sure they will be called Sweetie, Sugar or something else equally as nice in the next trimester, but for now, Little Monster seems suiting. Someone in a big pharmaceutical company knew my pain and compressed magic into a little tablet called Zofran!! Zofran makes it so I can watch TV without the fear of throwing up at the sight of a commercial featuring food. Thank you makers of Zofran!

Till Next Time,
Zofran Lover

Monday, November 8, 2010

My New Super Power

                                                   

I always wanted to be able to fly or become invisible on command. But no, my super power is Smell. I can smell Matt drinking V8 in the kitchen when I am upstairs in our bedroom (then I gag). Unfortunately, with this new amazing Super Power of sent, I hate many things I once loved. I can't stand the way our brand new, beautiful, wonderful home smells!! At first I thought it was the Pumpkin scented Plug-In, then I thought it was the cleaning solution we use, then I thought it was one of the dogs. Nope, it is the whole New House smell that I can't stand. I also hate the smell of all food, my bodywash and COFFEE (I didn't even know that was possible!!). Amazingly, I am able to smell every item in the fridge--when I am in the living room! The solution to this not so useful Super Power I have acquired is to breathe through my mouth at all times.

This weekend Matt thought I had super human strength and wanted me to lift, carry and maneuver a very large, very heavy sofa down into the basement. Some tears, a few dry heaves and a very short lived nap later...Matt decided to call his stronger, less pregnant brother over to help. 2 hours, 12 beers, 4 holes in the wall, removal of the basement door and window, 3 rips in the new sofa and a covering of pea gravel in the basement later the sofa remained on the main level and was returned the next day for in store credit. That thing was not fitting down into the basement.

Till Next Time,
Super Nose

Friday, October 22, 2010

Hormones with a Side Order of Queezy

Hi Everyone

Just call me Crazy Lady. My emotions are all over the place, it is like I have 3 personalities. First, there is the Irrational Lady who panics at the thought of the lunch meat hanging out too close to the veggies in the fridge. She is also paranoid that the mere thought of sushi is going to cause a birth defect (I hate her the most). Second, there is the Lady Who Stays in Bed all day and thinks that if she takes a shower she is making great progress for the day and rewards herself with a nap. Third, there is the Lady that Cries all the time. Sometimes the Lady Who Cries comes out when the Irrational Lady is fretting about something unfounded and ridiculous...then I just go take a nap. I'm an uncontrollable, hormonal mess.

The headaches, bellyaches, nausea, sleepiness and food aversions are in their prime. I live on eggs, apple juice and bread. Although, today's craving was for Sour Kraut straight from the jar. Yumm Yumm. On the brightside, my sweet tooth is on vacation so I don't have to worry about going into a sugar coma anytime soon. 

Until Next Time,
Crazy Lady

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Two Pink Lines and a Yes+

Hello Family and Friends,
I am copying a good friend of mine and starting a blog. I thought it was such a wonderful way for our friends and family to stay connected and updated on the impending arrival of Baby Williams. Thanks Emily, for the great idea!


Matt and I found out we were expecting on 10/9/10
The story is far from romantic, I took test #1 in a Walgreen's restroom because I was too impatient to make it home. I am known for my patients and great ability to wait (not even close to being true). The two minutes I had to wait for the Yes+ to show up nearly pushed me to my limits! Test #2 was confirmed at home by two pink lines. Next step is going to the doctor's office and getting the true and final confirmation.


Matt and I are very happy and thankful that we are going to be blessed with a new life and are grateful to share the adventure with all of our friends and family. Wish Matt luck in dealing with a caffeine-withdrawn, night shift working, control freak of a wife.