Kicking and Screaming!

I felt Jelly Bean kick for the first time today--I've been feeling "bubbles" for the last little while, but nothing I could definitively say was a kick--but today it happened!!! A real, live Kick---which brings me to the screaming part--that was me. I sat straight up, gasped, and announced, to all the people I work with, the big event. And then, true to my pregnant form, I got all teary and had to text Matt. I don't care if everyone around me thinks I'm crazy--JELLY BEAN KICKED ME! :) It was AWESOME!

18 Weeks and Counting...

I had another prenatal appointment on Friday. Everything went well. The doctor I have really is great, and I'm glad I have her. I got to hear the heart beat again, which is still the most amazing thing ever.

I'm really looking forward to all the amazing milestones that are coming up in the next few weeks. Things like feeling the baby kick, and our last ultrasound (which comes up next Friday), and growing a real baby belly.

We're looking into getting a 3D ultrasound and prenatal classes too. All of it is coming so fast and we are both really excited.

That Awkward, In Between Stage

When I was 13, I was doing the most important thing it the world. I was making the biggest statement I possibly could. I was growing my hair! It was 1992, the beginning of the infamous grunge era, and I wanted to be right in the thick of it.

Getting Through Mid-Length

One of the things I hated the most about growing my hair, was that awkward in between stage, when the hair just looked too long, too short, or too something else. It just didn't look right. It wasn't quite covering my ears, and wasn't heavy enough yet to lay down nicely. So it went everywhere.

Suzie has been having some of the same complaints lately about being pregnant. She keeps saying how she wants to get through this in between stage, so she can just look pregnant already! In stead of...well...ummm....well, I'll just leave it at that.

Jelly Bean's First Contact

One of the most amazing things that is happening right now though is that, well, Jelly Bean is hardly a Jelly Bean anymore. We read in one of the many books that we have that he/she is about six inches long right now, and Suzie is starting to feel the first signs of movement!!! ....she thinks anyway.....I guess she wouldn't really know from experience. So I guess you could say that this is Jelly Bean's first communication with us! The first of many of course, and in 16 years we'll likely look back and wish for this type of communication again.

We go for our third ultrasound next week, and it's the one that would usually tell us gender. But of course, to increase the dramatics of the BIG day, we're not finding out!

17 Weeks and My Special Pillow

I'm 17 weeks today!!!!! Holy Cow! Where is the time going? It was the last weekend of summer, and we are moving through so fast. There are some big things coming up in our lives, and it's not just involving Jelly Bean. I am hoping to finish off at Fanshawe College and start supply teaching soon, I'm teaching music lessons and tutoring in the evenings, Matt is teaching guitar, playing hockey twice a week, we're going to Hawaii in a couple of weeks, and so much more. Life is so busy and wonderful.

I have also found my new favourite way to sleep. I am finding laying on my back is getting a little uncomfortable, given that it I am not in that position long and feel the urge to visit Tinkle Town, so side sleeping is where it's at. But, in order to be comfortable, I have taken to sleeping with a pillow by my side and hugging it tight.

Some of you may be asking why I don't just use my sleeping ailments as an excuse to cuddle with my husband, and I would have to answer by saying that Matt has this habitat of imitating a radiator, which makes it difficult to sleep. (Imagine trying to snuggle with a someone who feels like a cup of HOT, hot chocolate...not cool...not cool at all....) So, My Special Pillow is my new best sleeping buddy. It is in a lovely blue pillow case with clouds. No, it's not a full body pillow, but for now it is doing the job and allowing me to sleep a bit more soundly, which is a very welcome thing (I'm sure Matt would agree.)

I HEART Yoga Pants

Oh my, oh my. I thought yoga pants were comfortable BEFORE I was pregnant, but now that I'm nearly 17 weeks along, they have become my best friend. I must admit, there is NOTHING better then coming home from work, taking off my uncomfortable pants, and slipping into my stretchy, move-with-me, yoga pants. I would wear them to church if I could.

I'm getting to that awkward, "not-ready-for-maternity-pants-but-getting-uncomfortable-in-regular-pants" stage, and the stretchy, black, miracles I have worn out every day this week, have been my saving grace. All I can say if "God Bless My Yoga Pants!" May they live to stretch with me until the end of my 9 month journey and beyond!!!

15 Weeks

Life is great! I am feeling better then ever. My nausea is all gone now, and though I sometimes still feel sluggish, I am really getting excited about becoming a mom. I haven't bought anything yet, but I have definiately been having some fun looking online for some of the newest baby gear. Although, I must admit, it is crazy how much you can spend. I found a pacifier the other day that was $189.99!!! Granted, it was made of platinum and coated in crystal, but my goodness, WHO BUYS A SOOTHER FOR $189????!?!?!?!?!

So far, I am still not really showing, just a little bump. I'm really okay with that, and I'm doing my best to stay active and in shape. Now that I seem to be putting the nausea and fatigue behind me, it seems to be getting easier.

I'm going to do my best to keep you updated with pictures of my ever-growing belly. Right now, this is a good base line. Really, I've put on a few pounds, but it is hardly noticeable (at least that's what everyone should tell me :) ). So for now, it's a little anti-climactic.

Enter Second Tri!!

Feels like I'm back in business school, where the 9 month school year was broken up into 3 trimesters. The first trimester was the shocker. All the changes from the new schedule, adjusting to the new life and so on.

By the time second tri came along, we had all gotten into the groove, knew what to expect, and there were relatively few surprises.

By the third trimester, the workload was getting heavy, we didn't feel like working as much, and we just couldn't wait for the light at the end of the tunnel.

See honey! I have been pregnant!

Moody? Who Me? Couldn't Be.

Okay, so I might be a little guilty of succumbing to hormones and being a touch moody, and maybe a little sensitive. I promise, normally I am a level-headed, grounded individual (at least, that's my story) but lately I seem to have moments of unprovoked snappiness and have occasionally burst into tears. Poor Matt does a good job of handling these bouts of emotion, and I am doing my best to combat them by getting lots of sleep and breathing deeply. As it stands, I think I succeed about 90% of the time; however, that varies depending on the day. So, if by chance you catch me on an off day, please forgive the crazy pregnant lady, and remember that my sanity is underneath my hormone fogged brain, just waiting to get out. :)