Yeah, this daily headache thing can go the hell away. It seems like just about every frakking day I wake up with a dull ache that exhausts me by mid-day (well, the headache combined with the fact that my body is growing a new person inside it). I don't know if it's my sinuses or what (I am prone to sinus infections), but I guess I'll have my OB check it out at Monday's appointment. In any case, it's getting to be irritating. I want my energy back!!! I absolutely loathe being incapacitated in any way.
On a positive note, this afternoon's nap did help get me through the evening meeting, which fortunately only lasted until about 9:30 p.m.! Naps are a pregnant woman's best friend.
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Recognizing some patterns
Our baby likes to get active around 5:00 p.m., and then he or she doesn't calm down again until around bedtime (mercifully s/he does respect bedtime, at least for now). I just listened to the heartbeat with the Doppler again -- it's addictive!
I'm tired today. Yesterday I had so much energy, and now I miss it. I hope tomorrow's better. I come home from work (before inevitably having to drive back for endless night meetings, or at least this week), look at the cat and dog hair all over the house, the piles of books and magazines and clean clothes that still have to be put away, and I just want to cry. Or at least wave a magic wand and make it all right. Where the hell is this second trimester "burst of energy???"
I'm going to go take a nap. Before driving back to work for an 8:30 p.m. meeting. Yes, 8:30. P.M. Ugh.
I'm tired today. Yesterday I had so much energy, and now I miss it. I hope tomorrow's better. I come home from work (before inevitably having to drive back for endless night meetings, or at least this week), look at the cat and dog hair all over the house, the piles of books and magazines and clean clothes that still have to be put away, and I just want to cry. Or at least wave a magic wand and make it all right. Where the hell is this second trimester "burst of energy???"
I'm going to go take a nap. Before driving back to work for an 8:30 p.m. meeting. Yes, 8:30. P.M. Ugh.
Monday, June 4, 2007
My Little Monkey
Mom is convinced I'm having a little monkey, since I've recently become a fruit pig -- I can't get enough strawberries, blueberries, cherries, etc. I'm convinced she's right, especially considering the acrobatics the little bugger has been up to today! All I can think of is one of those little wind-up monkeys that plays the cymbals and occasionally does backflips. I was at a work meeting tonight and it was hard not to jump up from my seat each time Murky rolled around or "boinged." MurkyDad told me Murky must have been bored with tonight's meeting. That made at least two of us.
Oh, and my preggy undies arrived! Hallelujah!
Today I made a conscious effort to consume more protein -- some websites say I need at least 70 grams per day. Jeez! How on earth am I supposed to eat that much food in general? Anyway, it's cottage cheese, yogurt, lean meats, peanut butter, and beans for me for the foreseeable future. I do not want to be exhausted anymore. Today was good, though -- a long day of work, punctuated by a trip home to listen to my lovely baby's strong galloping heartbeat (perhaps I should nickname him or her Seabiscuit?), then back to work for a meeting, then back home -- and now it's 11:15 p.m. and I'm not retardedly exhausted.
Hooray for the second trimester!
Oh, and my preggy undies arrived! Hallelujah!
Today I made a conscious effort to consume more protein -- some websites say I need at least 70 grams per day. Jeez! How on earth am I supposed to eat that much food in general? Anyway, it's cottage cheese, yogurt, lean meats, peanut butter, and beans for me for the foreseeable future. I do not want to be exhausted anymore. Today was good, though -- a long day of work, punctuated by a trip home to listen to my lovely baby's strong galloping heartbeat (perhaps I should nickname him or her Seabiscuit?), then back to work for a meeting, then back home -- and now it's 11:15 p.m. and I'm not retardedly exhausted.
Hooray for the second trimester!
Heartbeat, 15 weeks
The Doppler finally arrived today! I've got some time at home before I head back to work for an evening meeting -- I recorded Murky's heartbeat (at about 160 bpm, the little racehorse!), but for the life of me I can't figure out how to post it on this blog. Perhaps MurkyDad will take pity on me while I'm at work this evening?
In other news, I purchased the Intelligender test off the internet -- it's supposed to tell me, by analyzing hormones in my morning urine, whether or not I'm having a boy or a girl. Orange means girl, green means boy. So I took the test first thing this morning. Results: greenish-orange. I swear. Dammit! But hey, we've got an appointment in a week, so maybe we'll be able to tell then ;-) Moral of the story -- don't buy Intelligender test.
I told my boss about the pregnancy today. He was thrilled, as were his assistants. I plan on telling the staff at our next staff meeting, on June 15. That is, if I'm not obviously showing by then. It's getting harder and harder to hide! I'm looking forward to being completely "out," so that I don't have to worry about whether people are taking second or third looks at my belly, and especially so that I can wear actual maternity clothes, in public, at work or where other people I know might see me.
In other news, I purchased the Intelligender test off the internet -- it's supposed to tell me, by analyzing hormones in my morning urine, whether or not I'm having a boy or a girl. Orange means girl, green means boy. So I took the test first thing this morning. Results: greenish-orange. I swear. Dammit! But hey, we've got an appointment in a week, so maybe we'll be able to tell then ;-) Moral of the story -- don't buy Intelligender test.
I told my boss about the pregnancy today. He was thrilled, as were his assistants. I plan on telling the staff at our next staff meeting, on June 15. That is, if I'm not obviously showing by then. It's getting harder and harder to hide! I'm looking forward to being completely "out," so that I don't have to worry about whether people are taking second or third looks at my belly, and especially so that I can wear actual maternity clothes, in public, at work or where other people I know might see me.
Friday, June 1, 2007
Peeing
3:00 a.m.: Thunderstorm wakes me up; get up to pee.
7:00 a.m.: Wake up; pee. Take a fiber pill (to prevent constipation/hemorrhoids) with a full glass of water.
8:15 a.m.: Pee again before driving to work.
8:50 a.m.: Arrive at work; pee. Start coffeemaker; this makes me have to pee.
9:00 a.m.: Pee. Drink a small cup of coffee.
9:28 a.m.: Pee before meeting with staff member.
10:25 a.m.: Pee after meeting with staff member.
etc., etc., etc.
7:00 a.m.: Wake up; pee. Take a fiber pill (to prevent constipation/hemorrhoids) with a full glass of water.
8:15 a.m.: Pee again before driving to work.
8:50 a.m.: Arrive at work; pee. Start coffeemaker; this makes me have to pee.
9:00 a.m.: Pee. Drink a small cup of coffee.
9:28 a.m.: Pee before meeting with staff member.
10:25 a.m.: Pee after meeting with staff member.
etc., etc., etc.
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