on monday i will be 37 weeks pregnant. that is considered FULL TERM, which means that i could technically have a baby a week from now. it still blows my mind, even though i've had 9 months to prepare.
the pregnancy has been ok for me. the first 17 weeks were rough because i was SO sick all the time. then when i hit the 2nd trimester, i started to feel better but had to contend with nasty seasonal allergies and sinus infections. july and august were actually pretty good - i had energy and no adverse symptoms. but ever since then i have just been more and more uncomfortable. i'm have a LOT of swelling in my hands, feet, and calves. the swelling in my hands, combined with carpal tunnel, has made 4 fingers on each hand completely numb. it gets worse at night and in the morning i can't even make a fist. then they loosen up a bit during the day, but i still have no feeling. add that to the fact that my belly is now huge, and the simplest things have become crazy hard to do. like putting on socks and shoes. getting off the couch. picking things up from the floor.
j and i took a 6 week natural childbirth class that has really helped prepare us, and has lessened my anxiety about birth quite a bit. i'm actually looking forward to it - because i know that once i get through it i will finally be able to hold my baby! i've started to not tell people i'm planning a natural, unmedicated birth because they look at me like i have 3 heads and start asking me why i don't believe in modern medicine. it is too much to ask for people to respect your decision? I don't get all over their case for being induced or getting an epidural, because i believe that each woman has to do what is right for them. it would be nice if others would extend that same courtesy..
about me
- kt
- Denver, Colorado, United States
- i'm 33. i live with my husband, baby daughter 2 dogs and 1 kitty. i'm a chemical engineer with an MBA and work in technical sales. i tend to bite off more than i *think* i can chew and end up with a full bulging mouth for awhile before i can finally swallow. i thrive in chaos, but strive for order.
10.14.2011
5.15.2011
1st anniversary weekend
to celebrate our first wedding anniversary, jared and i decided to take a trip to san diego. we chose san diego for several reasons. #1) we had $300 american airlines vouchers from when we gave up our seats for our honeymoon last year, and the only direct flight for <$300 from denver on american airlines was to los angeles. #2) we wanted to go somewhere warm and we have good friends in san diego.
it was a good decision. however, it turns out that jared and i cannot travel anywhere without scores of drama related to the trip. like when we went to napa for a friends wedding and experienced the following:
*a flat tire
*a broken GPS which resulted in calling the hotel for directions from san francisco and trying to get there in rush hour
*a fall that led to a *very* swollen and sprained ankle
*a cell phone left in the rental car on the way home
although so many things went wrong, that trip to napa was very fun and we had a blast!
this trip was similar.
it started out thursday night. our flight was at 7:30. jared got home from work and we left to take the dogs to our friends around 4:45. then we had to drop off jareds homework assignment and we headed to the airport around 5:30. we hit very heavy traffic and when we got to the parking lot, we were in a hurry to get on the shuttle. i left my phone in the car and they had to send another shuttle to bring it to me. by the time i get my phone, we had about 1 hour until our flight left. we head to security, but that security checkpoint is closed. we have to go to the one clear on the other side of the airport, which of course has a long line. it takes us 35 minutes to get through security. we rush to the gate and have a few minutes to spare before they start boarding. phew.
right before take off, i turn to jared and ask "you locked the door, right?". he couldn't answer me.. normally, i would have just assumed that everything was fine, but for SOME REASON i decided to text my friend stacey who lives close to us and have her go double check. we were taking off, but i had this urge to text her right then and not when we got to LA. once we landed, i had a text from her "call me when you land, it's important".
i called her and found out that our front door was WIDE OPEN. apparently, in the rush to get out of the house and round the dogs up into the car, jared had forgotten to go back and SHUT THE DOOR. i had a pit in my stomach as i asked her if everything had looked ok. to my relief, she said that it didn't look like we had been robbed and she turned on a light and deadbolted the door for us. thank god for friends like her.
after landing in LA and going through a seemingly endless amount of shuttles, we finally get to the rental car place. then after missing a turn and driving through south central LA, we finally get to our hotel, which was paid for with hotel points. it was nice and we crashed.
the next day was fairly uneventful, disaster wise. we enjoyed a nice drive down the pacific coast highway, chilled on a beach for an hour or so, and finally made it down to our friends house in san diego.
saturday, our friends took us sightseeing in la jolla. we were at the la jolla cove, walking on the rocks and looking at the tide pools. my first mistake was that i was wearing my chucks, which don't have a lot of traction, so even though i was being super careful, i stepped on a slimy patch on the rock and lost my balance. everything went into slow motion. my butt hit the rock and i thought i was safe.. but then i slowly slid backwards into the tide pool. i knew it was coming and there was nothing i could do except moan "nooooooooo!" as i was going in. this was quite entertaining for jared and my friends, as you can imagine. i got up, soaking wet, and had no choice but to see the humor in the situation and laugh with everyone else.
saturday night we checked into our super fancy hotel (our splurge because the rest of the trip was so cheap). it didn't disappoint. if you are ever in san diego and want to drop $300 a night on a hotel, i highly recommend the Hotel Solamar in the gaslamp district. we got one of the spa rooms and it was amazing. for dinner we decided that we wanted to take advantage of being near the water and nothing sounded better than a big bucket of crab legs. the hotel clerk recommend this place called the crab hut, about 6 blocks from our hotel. while walking there, my sandals that i hadn't properly broken in yet for the summer, start cutting me so bad that i can barely walk. i had to stop in the cvs and buy the only pair of flip flops that didn't rub on the cuts - and they were men's. we get to the crab hut, but we can't get in, because there has been a shooting next door at the marriot and everything is taped off with crime scene tape.
so we get directions to another seafood place, which is about 8 blocks in the opposite direction. this place turns out to be more of a fast food fish place where everything is fried. not really our idea of a nice romantic anniversary dinner. we then remember that jared's mom suggested a place called "Anthony's Fish Grotto", which is right on the water. she raved about it and said it was the best seafood she's ever had. we look it up on google and it has a good rating, so we decide to check it out. we should have paid more attention to the look the hotel front desk clerk gave us when we mentioned it.
we drive to anthony's and walk inside. the whole way there i was reading some of the reviews on yelp and it sounded like the atmosphere was not going to be quite what we were looking for. it was going to be another blue parrot*. when we're going to our table, jared was focused on the great view of the water from the restaurant. i was focused on the crowded, noisy dining room filled with tourists, families, and fried food - and the decor that hasn't been updated since 1984. we sit down, and look at the menu. NOTHING looks good and the prices seem pretty expensive for atmosphere and type of food. we order water and look at the menu some more. i look up at jared with pleading eyes.. and i ask him if we can leave. we hightail it out of there, even though by this time it's 8pm and we are starving and tired.
we head back to our hotel and walk to this place we had noticed earlier. it was called lou & mickey's and it was a steakhouse/seafood place with a great atmosphere and prices similar to what we would have paid at anthony's. this ends up to be a very good decision. we have a private table and are able to enjoy a very nice meal and good conversation, which is how a 1st anniversary dinner should be.
it is now sunday and i'm typing this while jared is still sleeping. today is our last day - our flight is at 8:30 tonight. we plan to spend the rest of the morning in san diego and then drive up to LA and check out hollywood and some tourist things before we leave. hopefully it will be fun, but uneventful.. although knowing us, i'm sure something funny will happen that will give us another good story.. which is pretty much the way things always go with our relationship and marriage. and i don't think i'd have it any other way.
*when jared and i first started dating, he would RAVE about this italian restaurant called the blue parrot. he took me there on a date, and i was less than impressed. the atmosphere was like a cafeteria in a nursing home and the food wasn't that good (although it wasn't horrible). it was then when jared started understanding the importance of ambiance and atmosphere when dining out for a special occasion.
it was a good decision. however, it turns out that jared and i cannot travel anywhere without scores of drama related to the trip. like when we went to napa for a friends wedding and experienced the following:
*a flat tire
*a broken GPS which resulted in calling the hotel for directions from san francisco and trying to get there in rush hour
*a fall that led to a *very* swollen and sprained ankle
*a cell phone left in the rental car on the way home
although so many things went wrong, that trip to napa was very fun and we had a blast!
this trip was similar.
it started out thursday night. our flight was at 7:30. jared got home from work and we left to take the dogs to our friends around 4:45. then we had to drop off jareds homework assignment and we headed to the airport around 5:30. we hit very heavy traffic and when we got to the parking lot, we were in a hurry to get on the shuttle. i left my phone in the car and they had to send another shuttle to bring it to me. by the time i get my phone, we had about 1 hour until our flight left. we head to security, but that security checkpoint is closed. we have to go to the one clear on the other side of the airport, which of course has a long line. it takes us 35 minutes to get through security. we rush to the gate and have a few minutes to spare before they start boarding. phew.
right before take off, i turn to jared and ask "you locked the door, right?". he couldn't answer me.. normally, i would have just assumed that everything was fine, but for SOME REASON i decided to text my friend stacey who lives close to us and have her go double check. we were taking off, but i had this urge to text her right then and not when we got to LA. once we landed, i had a text from her "call me when you land, it's important".
i called her and found out that our front door was WIDE OPEN. apparently, in the rush to get out of the house and round the dogs up into the car, jared had forgotten to go back and SHUT THE DOOR. i had a pit in my stomach as i asked her if everything had looked ok. to my relief, she said that it didn't look like we had been robbed and she turned on a light and deadbolted the door for us. thank god for friends like her.
after landing in LA and going through a seemingly endless amount of shuttles, we finally get to the rental car place. then after missing a turn and driving through south central LA, we finally get to our hotel, which was paid for with hotel points. it was nice and we crashed.
the next day was fairly uneventful, disaster wise. we enjoyed a nice drive down the pacific coast highway, chilled on a beach for an hour or so, and finally made it down to our friends house in san diego.
saturday, our friends took us sightseeing in la jolla. we were at the la jolla cove, walking on the rocks and looking at the tide pools. my first mistake was that i was wearing my chucks, which don't have a lot of traction, so even though i was being super careful, i stepped on a slimy patch on the rock and lost my balance. everything went into slow motion. my butt hit the rock and i thought i was safe.. but then i slowly slid backwards into the tide pool. i knew it was coming and there was nothing i could do except moan "nooooooooo!" as i was going in. this was quite entertaining for jared and my friends, as you can imagine. i got up, soaking wet, and had no choice but to see the humor in the situation and laugh with everyone else.
saturday night we checked into our super fancy hotel (our splurge because the rest of the trip was so cheap). it didn't disappoint. if you are ever in san diego and want to drop $300 a night on a hotel, i highly recommend the Hotel Solamar in the gaslamp district. we got one of the spa rooms and it was amazing. for dinner we decided that we wanted to take advantage of being near the water and nothing sounded better than a big bucket of crab legs. the hotel clerk recommend this place called the crab hut, about 6 blocks from our hotel. while walking there, my sandals that i hadn't properly broken in yet for the summer, start cutting me so bad that i can barely walk. i had to stop in the cvs and buy the only pair of flip flops that didn't rub on the cuts - and they were men's. we get to the crab hut, but we can't get in, because there has been a shooting next door at the marriot and everything is taped off with crime scene tape.
so we get directions to another seafood place, which is about 8 blocks in the opposite direction. this place turns out to be more of a fast food fish place where everything is fried. not really our idea of a nice romantic anniversary dinner. we then remember that jared's mom suggested a place called "Anthony's Fish Grotto", which is right on the water. she raved about it and said it was the best seafood she's ever had. we look it up on google and it has a good rating, so we decide to check it out. we should have paid more attention to the look the hotel front desk clerk gave us when we mentioned it.
we drive to anthony's and walk inside. the whole way there i was reading some of the reviews on yelp and it sounded like the atmosphere was not going to be quite what we were looking for. it was going to be another blue parrot*. when we're going to our table, jared was focused on the great view of the water from the restaurant. i was focused on the crowded, noisy dining room filled with tourists, families, and fried food - and the decor that hasn't been updated since 1984. we sit down, and look at the menu. NOTHING looks good and the prices seem pretty expensive for atmosphere and type of food. we order water and look at the menu some more. i look up at jared with pleading eyes.. and i ask him if we can leave. we hightail it out of there, even though by this time it's 8pm and we are starving and tired.
we head back to our hotel and walk to this place we had noticed earlier. it was called lou & mickey's and it was a steakhouse/seafood place with a great atmosphere and prices similar to what we would have paid at anthony's. this ends up to be a very good decision. we have a private table and are able to enjoy a very nice meal and good conversation, which is how a 1st anniversary dinner should be.
it is now sunday and i'm typing this while jared is still sleeping. today is our last day - our flight is at 8:30 tonight. we plan to spend the rest of the morning in san diego and then drive up to LA and check out hollywood and some tourist things before we leave. hopefully it will be fun, but uneventful.. although knowing us, i'm sure something funny will happen that will give us another good story.. which is pretty much the way things always go with our relationship and marriage. and i don't think i'd have it any other way.
*when jared and i first started dating, he would RAVE about this italian restaurant called the blue parrot. he took me there on a date, and i was less than impressed. the atmosphere was like a cafeteria in a nursing home and the food wasn't that good (although it wasn't horrible). it was then when jared started understanding the importance of ambiance and atmosphere when dining out for a special occasion.
5.05.2011
utterly unmotivated
these past few months have been weird. i have absolutely no motivation for the following:
i attribute most of it to being nauseous and/or tired all day, but i'm starting to wonder if some sort of depression is creeping up on me. i don't *think* i feel depressed.. but who knows. i'm going through so many changes with the pregnancy, maybe this is one of them?
- work
- cleaning the house
- working on house projects
- exercising
- being with friends
- eating
- shopping
- crafts
- computer games
- internet surfing
- watching tv or movies
- reading
- taking dogs to park
i attribute most of it to being nauseous and/or tired all day, but i'm starting to wonder if some sort of depression is creeping up on me. i don't *think* i feel depressed.. but who knows. i'm going through so many changes with the pregnancy, maybe this is one of them?
4.28.2011
week 12 - plum
week 12 started for me on monday. i was also in kansas city for a sales meeting monday - wednesday. i was so excited because i wasn't nauseous and felt pretty good! i thought finally, the morning sickness is done!
this morning was my first day back in denver and i threw up twice. wtf? now i'm convinced that there's something in my house that i am super sensitive to now that i'm preggo. but what is it? there are so many culprits? the pets, dirty air ducts, scented candles, hidden mold, dirt in general?
this morning i rounded up anything scented and put it in a plastic bin with a tight lid. i want to get my air ducts cleaned.. but we tried that last summer and the cleaner wouldn't do anything because our HVAC guy installed our furnace wrong. we're planning to get that fixed, but for now i'd like to just have all the duct work cleaned. who knows how much filth is in our ducts from our old tenants.
the only place that i think mold might be lurking is in our garage. i need to have j powerwash the concrete walls to see if we can get rid of it.
the pets i can't really do anything about - although i could brush them more often. we're putting in sod in the back in the next few weeks, so that should cut down the dirt in general in the house.
i wonder what else i'm missing?
this morning was my first day back in denver and i threw up twice. wtf? now i'm convinced that there's something in my house that i am super sensitive to now that i'm preggo. but what is it? there are so many culprits? the pets, dirty air ducts, scented candles, hidden mold, dirt in general?
this morning i rounded up anything scented and put it in a plastic bin with a tight lid. i want to get my air ducts cleaned.. but we tried that last summer and the cleaner wouldn't do anything because our HVAC guy installed our furnace wrong. we're planning to get that fixed, but for now i'd like to just have all the duct work cleaned. who knows how much filth is in our ducts from our old tenants.
the only place that i think mold might be lurking is in our garage. i need to have j powerwash the concrete walls to see if we can get rid of it.
the pets i can't really do anything about - although i could brush them more often. we're putting in sod in the back in the next few weeks, so that should cut down the dirt in general in the house.
i wonder what else i'm missing?
4.12.2011
week 7 - blueberry
i'm now at the point where i am no longer fearing that any slight move i make will make me miscarriage. right now i just want the first trimester to pass so that i can stop feeling hungover 24/7. yes, i'm one of the lucky ones who has had all-day nausea. i hit a wall at about 3pm every afternoon as well, so my days seems to consist of lying on the couch, eating saltines, sipping tea, and napping. all while wanting to hurl, but not being able to.
the baby is the size of a blueberry and that's what jared and i have been calling it. "do you think this will hurt the blueberry, or am i ok?" "our little blueberry says thank you for giving it some closet doors!" "please, little blueberry, you're killing mommy with these hormones!"
i'm amazed at how fast it's growing. poppy seed --> sesame seed --> tic-tac --> blueberry. next week the nickname will change to our little raspberry.
right now it's waving it's little arm and leg buds around - and that just blows my mind.
we haven't told our parents yet because my mom is coming to visit at the end of the month and we want to tell her in person. it's killing us! i nearly slipped when she called me yesterday. i also have a little anxiety because we've told a lot of our friends and i'm a little worried they're going to say something on facebook and my mom will KILL me if she finds out that way!
speaking of anxiety. i had it when i thought i couldn't get pregnant, and now that i am, it's just manifesting itself in other ways. i'm slightly terrified of the labor part of things... in a "there's no going back now" sort of way. it's how i felt when i went skydiving, and that didn't have a pretty ending (or video!). i'm reading too much for my own good, but i also know i have to. it's in my nature to be prepared for absolutely any little thing that could possibly happen.
i'm even more terrified of the idea of having someone be entirely dependent on me for so long! i know that we will be good parents and whatnot, but the whole idea of PERMANENT parenthood seems so daunting!
then there's our house and finances. i simply don't know how we're going to afford things like day care. or college. even the co-payment on the insurance.
i'm SOOO happy that this is happening, but i am in total fear of the unknown.
the baby is the size of a blueberry and that's what jared and i have been calling it. "do you think this will hurt the blueberry, or am i ok?" "our little blueberry says thank you for giving it some closet doors!" "please, little blueberry, you're killing mommy with these hormones!"
i'm amazed at how fast it's growing. poppy seed --> sesame seed --> tic-tac --> blueberry. next week the nickname will change to our little raspberry.
right now it's waving it's little arm and leg buds around - and that just blows my mind.
we haven't told our parents yet because my mom is coming to visit at the end of the month and we want to tell her in person. it's killing us! i nearly slipped when she called me yesterday. i also have a little anxiety because we've told a lot of our friends and i'm a little worried they're going to say something on facebook and my mom will KILL me if she finds out that way!
speaking of anxiety. i had it when i thought i couldn't get pregnant, and now that i am, it's just manifesting itself in other ways. i'm slightly terrified of the labor part of things... in a "there's no going back now" sort of way. it's how i felt when i went skydiving, and that didn't have a pretty ending (or video!). i'm reading too much for my own good, but i also know i have to. it's in my nature to be prepared for absolutely any little thing that could possibly happen.
i'm even more terrified of the idea of having someone be entirely dependent on me for so long! i know that we will be good parents and whatnot, but the whole idea of PERMANENT parenthood seems so daunting!
then there's our house and finances. i simply don't know how we're going to afford things like day care. or college. even the co-payment on the insurance.
i'm SOOO happy that this is happening, but i am in total fear of the unknown.
finally!
so remember when i posted my analogy about selling our house and trying to have a baby?
well, we finally have an offer!!
baby rockman will be joining us sometime around 11/7/11. i'm 10 weeks right now, and right in the middle of all the lovely morning sickness symptoms..
i have a post that i wrote when i was 7 weeks, but didn't publish at the time.
well, we finally have an offer!!
baby rockman will be joining us sometime around 11/7/11. i'm 10 weeks right now, and right in the middle of all the lovely morning sickness symptoms..
i have a post that i wrote when i was 7 weeks, but didn't publish at the time.
3.21.2011
spring!
i am so thrilled that winter is finally over. even though we really had a very mild winter, it's still too much for me. i like being outside and doing yardwork and gardening and not being cold. so yay to spring!
we spent the weekend cleaning up our backyard, which hasn't seen any kind of gardening tool in probably 10 years. we (jared) had to cut down a bunch of weed trees and then put them in a mulcher we rented. it didn't work too well, so we ended up bundling sticks and having a controlled bonfire in the backyard.
i haven't been feeling too good lately, so mostly i just supervised and watched. next weekend jared has a huge dirt pile that he has to spread around the yard and then he's going to build some raised beds and i'll finally get to plant all my veggies! i'm being smart this year and i planned out everything i'm going to plant on a calendar so that nothing will go to waste.
my mom is coming to visit in a couple of weeks and that has kicked jared into high gear on the house projects. he finally installed closet doors in the study last week and is about halfway done getting our hall closet in shape. hopefully the house will feel a little bigger once all of my closets are done and i actually have some storage!
the honey-do list is getting shorter, but it still seems neverending!
we spent the weekend cleaning up our backyard, which hasn't seen any kind of gardening tool in probably 10 years. we (jared) had to cut down a bunch of weed trees and then put them in a mulcher we rented. it didn't work too well, so we ended up bundling sticks and having a controlled bonfire in the backyard.
i haven't been feeling too good lately, so mostly i just supervised and watched. next weekend jared has a huge dirt pile that he has to spread around the yard and then he's going to build some raised beds and i'll finally get to plant all my veggies! i'm being smart this year and i planned out everything i'm going to plant on a calendar so that nothing will go to waste.
my mom is coming to visit in a couple of weeks and that has kicked jared into high gear on the house projects. he finally installed closet doors in the study last week and is about halfway done getting our hall closet in shape. hopefully the house will feel a little bigger once all of my closets are done and i actually have some storage!
the honey-do list is getting shorter, but it still seems neverending!
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