We have a double-sided fireplace which separates our living room from our "sun room". You can see through the fireplace into the sun room. I had a dream that I was watching Jimi from the living room and he was walking all around the sun room. But, once he'd see me look at him, he'd get down and start crawling. He had been walking all this time and we didn't know it because he didn't want us to know that he could.
Which reminds me of an anecdote. I was at Costco recently and a lady told me how cute Jimi was and asked me how old he is and if he was walking. I told her he was 11 months and no, not yet. I mentioned that he is heavy (26 lbs), so I am ready whenever he is. I also said that I have been told I will regret ever saying I wish he'd learn to walk. She relayed, "you spend the first year of their life wanting them to walk and talk and the rest of their life telling them to sit down and shut up".
Monday, June 30, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Poker Face
I guess this is more of a dream blog than a pregnancy blog, but that's all that there really is to write about with this pregnancy. "I am very tired" every day would get old.
Last night I dreamt that this fat guy with Jersey gold chains and a limo challenged Dapo and some other guys to a poker game. Dapo was losing but so was everyone else, because the fat guy was just going to town. I have a bad habit of intervening when loved ones are struggling, and even in real life I do this way too much to Dapo. It can come off as emasculating. Anyhow, in the dream all these guys were losing and I waited to help because I am trying to do better.
I could finally bear it no more and asked to be dealt in. Dapo handed me a $50 to buy in with and I said, "can you afford to lose this if I fail?" He said yes, that he could and it was mine to lose or win with. My plan was to sit to Dapo's right and this guy's left, taking hits where I should not take hits so as to make him not to get good cards. I guess my plan wasn't to win, but rather to stop the fat man from winning. I didn't want to win, I just didn't want Dapo to lose.
What an odd dream. I wish I could tell you I saved the day by saying "hit me" but I don't know, because the dream suddenly took a turn towards the airport. I had to land a plane to pick up my friends the Dodges and her parents. Landing a plane is hard, at least in my dreams. I can't exactly piece the rest of the parts together, because they were so obscure.
Gotta love those hormones.
Last night I dreamt that this fat guy with Jersey gold chains and a limo challenged Dapo and some other guys to a poker game. Dapo was losing but so was everyone else, because the fat guy was just going to town. I have a bad habit of intervening when loved ones are struggling, and even in real life I do this way too much to Dapo. It can come off as emasculating. Anyhow, in the dream all these guys were losing and I waited to help because I am trying to do better.
I could finally bear it no more and asked to be dealt in. Dapo handed me a $50 to buy in with and I said, "can you afford to lose this if I fail?" He said yes, that he could and it was mine to lose or win with. My plan was to sit to Dapo's right and this guy's left, taking hits where I should not take hits so as to make him not to get good cards. I guess my plan wasn't to win, but rather to stop the fat man from winning. I didn't want to win, I just didn't want Dapo to lose.
What an odd dream. I wish I could tell you I saved the day by saying "hit me" but I don't know, because the dream suddenly took a turn towards the airport. I had to land a plane to pick up my friends the Dodges and her parents. Landing a plane is hard, at least in my dreams. I can't exactly piece the rest of the parts together, because they were so obscure.
Gotta love those hormones.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
January 29th
Now, for a real life update~! We went to the Doctor yesterday and saw the baby's heartbeat. I never get sick of seeing that. Truly amazing. I got the ok to continue playing softball, paint, sand, let Jimi kick me, pick him up for a very long time, get dental work and eat ice cream.
Alright, so I threw the last one in there. Dr. Rushing measured the length of the fetus and s/he is 8w5d gestation. I remember the last period I had and that was right on. The nurse gave me an EDD of Jan 30th, and Dr. Rushing gave an EDD of Jan 29th, with the tag, "of course you know what that means. [beat] nothing". That doc, always a jokester. I'm going with the earlier due date because...well, it's earlier.
Jimi's gestation on ultrasound was always a little off 1) because I didn't exactly remember the date of my last period and 2) I think he was secretly planning on coming early. Not that this one isn't, but you know. Jimi is full of surprises.
I was thinking today that how Jimi kicks today is the same way he kicked in the womb. He was VERY active the last 4 weeks or so, especially with his kicks. I am just in awe that he still kicks that way...and that my inerts were ever able to withstand such brutality!!
It just goes to show what a very special place mothers have in the life of a child. We get to know them 9 months before the rest of the world.
I feel pretty good. With the exception of doing silly things like putting the ice cream in the pantry and the cereal in the freezer, and saying things backwards. There are occassions when I TOTALLY have no idea I said something that several witnesses will swear I said. Somehow the words I were thinking didn't make it outside of my head...that type of thing.
I don't remember being so tired when I was pregnant with Jimi. Then again, I didn't have Jimi! Even when I take a two-hour nap it seems like I was only sleeping for 10 or 15 minutes. I really rely on naps because I don't always sleep well at night because of snoring, arm flailing and other bed-sharing hazards.
Well, Jimi is napping, so I'd better go take a shower while I can. Till next time!
Alright, so I threw the last one in there. Dr. Rushing measured the length of the fetus and s/he is 8w5d gestation. I remember the last period I had and that was right on. The nurse gave me an EDD of Jan 30th, and Dr. Rushing gave an EDD of Jan 29th, with the tag, "of course you know what that means. [beat] nothing". That doc, always a jokester. I'm going with the earlier due date because...well, it's earlier.
Jimi's gestation on ultrasound was always a little off 1) because I didn't exactly remember the date of my last period and 2) I think he was secretly planning on coming early. Not that this one isn't, but you know. Jimi is full of surprises.
I was thinking today that how Jimi kicks today is the same way he kicked in the womb. He was VERY active the last 4 weeks or so, especially with his kicks. I am just in awe that he still kicks that way...and that my inerts were ever able to withstand such brutality!!
It just goes to show what a very special place mothers have in the life of a child. We get to know them 9 months before the rest of the world.
I feel pretty good. With the exception of doing silly things like putting the ice cream in the pantry and the cereal in the freezer, and saying things backwards. There are occassions when I TOTALLY have no idea I said something that several witnesses will swear I said. Somehow the words I were thinking didn't make it outside of my head...that type of thing.
I don't remember being so tired when I was pregnant with Jimi. Then again, I didn't have Jimi! Even when I take a two-hour nap it seems like I was only sleeping for 10 or 15 minutes. I really rely on naps because I don't always sleep well at night because of snoring, arm flailing and other bed-sharing hazards.
Well, Jimi is napping, so I'd better go take a shower while I can. Till next time!
Blue Lace Skirt
The other night I had a dream that I went to visit SLC. All of my friends and everyone in general was acting rather strange towards me at a party I went to. At the end of the night, I saw myself in a mirror and I was wearing a see-through navy blue lace skirt (you know, like those horrible fish net stockings, only a full skirt's worth). The worst part was that I was wearing a thong, not the shoe wear kind. AND even still, it was not exactly positioned correctly. I guess you could say I was not only trying to make people laugh I was trying to crack them up! I was mortified, and spent the rest of the night walking around sideways attempting to hide my shame.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Mascara and Paintings
I had a dream that I was at a general store on a busy street where I ran into this famous painter lady. She kept talking about needing mascara, asking me if I had any, asking the clerk where they stocked it, etc. She had three empty bottles and kept trying to shake them down to get some out. I told her I was sorry I didn't have any, and she insisted on making me a painting of anything in the whole world. I said that's easy, it'd be of my son. So she said oh I'm not good at portraits so I will connect you with a friend of mine and they will do it for you and she gave me a business card.
I went outside to catch the train/bus and left Jimi on the opposite side of the street in his stroller while I went to go get the tickets. Women would walk up to him, ask where his mother was, and I would wave from across the street. Once or twice my vision of him was obstructed when a car would go by. When I got back across the road, Jimi was gone! I was panicked, and asked everyone where he was. They said that the bus got there, and so they loaded everything up in the bus...including the baby! So I went to the back of the bus where all of the gear was being stored and there was Jimi! Whew! Lesson learned :)
I went outside to catch the train/bus and left Jimi on the opposite side of the street in his stroller while I went to go get the tickets. Women would walk up to him, ask where his mother was, and I would wave from across the street. Once or twice my vision of him was obstructed when a car would go by. When I got back across the road, Jimi was gone! I was panicked, and asked everyone where he was. They said that the bus got there, and so they loaded everything up in the bus...including the baby! So I went to the back of the bus where all of the gear was being stored and there was Jimi! Whew! Lesson learned :)
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Getting Excited
My OBGYN only sees pregnant women after their 8th week of pregnancy. I did have a dream that my progesterone blood levels weren't doubling, until they realized they did the math wrong. Oh brother!
Anyhow, my appt with Dr. Rushing is scheduled for Tuesday, June 24th at 945. Updates to follow. I'll be asking him if I can sand and paint and do those types of things while pregnant. I want to repaint the cabinets in my guest bath, that's why. Although, frankly I have no energy right now to do so. I've been taking average naps of 2 hrs a day, and when I wake up I say, "that wasn't long enough". What a luxury I have to even be able to siesta!
I am encouraged that I "only" have a month or so left until the infamous 2nd trimester energy return. Dapo did not snore last night and I actually was ready to get up with the guys today at 630. Normally Jimi plays in his pack 'n play while gets ready for work, while I try to sleep. I sound horrible, but it is as though I have been super glued to the bed. Not to worry, though, I'm not. If he has time, Dapo will feed Jimi otherwise, I will.
Well, Jimi is up from his afternoon nap. e-ya later.
Anyhow, my appt with Dr. Rushing is scheduled for Tuesday, June 24th at 945. Updates to follow. I'll be asking him if I can sand and paint and do those types of things while pregnant. I want to repaint the cabinets in my guest bath, that's why. Although, frankly I have no energy right now to do so. I've been taking average naps of 2 hrs a day, and when I wake up I say, "that wasn't long enough". What a luxury I have to even be able to siesta!
I am encouraged that I "only" have a month or so left until the infamous 2nd trimester energy return. Dapo did not snore last night and I actually was ready to get up with the guys today at 630. Normally Jimi plays in his pack 'n play while gets ready for work, while I try to sleep. I sound horrible, but it is as though I have been super glued to the bed. Not to worry, though, I'm not. If he has time, Dapo will feed Jimi otherwise, I will.
Well, Jimi is up from his afternoon nap. e-ya later.
Monday, June 16, 2008
Crazy Dreams
Thursday night I dreamt that an old boyfriend of mine, Pete, came to me. He had aged and looked more mature, with salt and pepper hair in the front. He went on to profess his love to me in great depth, and how if loving me was wrong he didn't want to be right. (Thanks, Conway). I was really caught up in his heart-felt speech, until I remembered I was married. I asked him if he had heard I had a baby boy last year. So, not only am I married, but I have kids to seal the deal.
That dream wouldn't be so strange if I had not dreamed about another old flame, Brooks the week before. He came back in, and courted me like the good ol' days. Just as it seems I was falling for him and he was asking for me back, I remembered I was married...happily, and turned him down.
Next, I had a dream that I was showing this guy to the pastor's office, and he shot the guy in front of me and shot at me also. I ducked and the bullet hit my shoulder (as an aside I have been having a strong shooting pain in my shoulder lately...which I think may have been happening while I was sleeping through this one). Thankfully Jimi was not with me, and neither was Dapo. Evidently this guy went all around the church shooting people, and in the parking lot, too. When I finally met up with some one familiar, it was a lady we go to church with, LaJoyce. In real life she is sweet as pie and always calls you "SUG". Anyhow, I met up with her and Dapo and she had blood all over her from helping victims. I had put on a coat after I was shot, and didn't want the medics to bother with me when there were otheres with life-threatening wounds. She made me take off my jacket, and I had lost a lot of blood from my shoulder. She had the medics come, and they asked me if anyone had removed the bullet yet. I said no, this was the first I'd seen of anyone, and they took a pair of tweezers and removed the bullet. The blood dried up and the pain went away.
I guess I should be thankful I am not running from tornadoes or actually cheating on my husband in any of these dreams but they are a little bothersome. Chalk it up to hormones.
That dream wouldn't be so strange if I had not dreamed about another old flame, Brooks the week before. He came back in, and courted me like the good ol' days. Just as it seems I was falling for him and he was asking for me back, I remembered I was married...happily, and turned him down.
Next, I had a dream that I was showing this guy to the pastor's office, and he shot the guy in front of me and shot at me also. I ducked and the bullet hit my shoulder (as an aside I have been having a strong shooting pain in my shoulder lately...which I think may have been happening while I was sleeping through this one). Thankfully Jimi was not with me, and neither was Dapo. Evidently this guy went all around the church shooting people, and in the parking lot, too. When I finally met up with some one familiar, it was a lady we go to church with, LaJoyce. In real life she is sweet as pie and always calls you "SUG". Anyhow, I met up with her and Dapo and she had blood all over her from helping victims. I had put on a coat after I was shot, and didn't want the medics to bother with me when there were otheres with life-threatening wounds. She made me take off my jacket, and I had lost a lot of blood from my shoulder. She had the medics come, and they asked me if anyone had removed the bullet yet. I said no, this was the first I'd seen of anyone, and they took a pair of tweezers and removed the bullet. The blood dried up and the pain went away.
I guess I should be thankful I am not running from tornadoes or actually cheating on my husband in any of these dreams but they are a little bothersome. Chalk it up to hormones.
Friday, June 13, 2008
Dizzy
I have been feeling dizzy off and on these last couple of days, especially today. I remember when I was pregnant with Jimi I felt dizzy when we came here to Huntsville to house hunt. At that time I was about 5 weeks pregnant and didn't know it (except for my "I feel fertile" comment I made in my sleep to Dapo).
I should be 7 weeks now. I really have more things to do than to count weeks. I know, lame-o! But, my energy comes in small patches and so when it hits, I do constructive things like blog, catch up on TiVo, er...i mean, laundry, dishes, vacuuming!
I should be 7 weeks now. I really have more things to do than to count weeks. I know, lame-o! But, my energy comes in small patches and so when it hits, I do constructive things like blog, catch up on TiVo, er...i mean, laundry, dishes, vacuuming!
Friday, June 6, 2008
Sneezing
Jimi has been sneezing a little bit this last week. I think the sensation of it is amusing to him, because I no sooner get out, "God bless you" than he is cracking up laughing.
It never ceases to amaze me what happens in those tiny little heads, evidently it is funny to sneeze until the age in which a sneeze results in a really embarrassing dash to the Kleenex box.
It never ceases to amaze me what happens in those tiny little heads, evidently it is funny to sneeze until the age in which a sneeze results in a really embarrassing dash to the Kleenex box.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Sensitive to Smells
I was just changing Jimi and I was reminded of one symptom I have for sure: I am very sensitive to smells. My darling husband has washed three different garbage cans out with Lysol this week...because they stink like garbage! I know that he is doing it to appease me, and I know I must seem kinda silly. Yesterday morning I chopped up strawberries, and discarded the leaves etc in the trash. I walked by the garbage bin yesterday afternoon and was repulsed by the stench of rotten strawberries. You have to understand...I know in my rational thoughts that there is no possible way that could have happened so fast. At least, not indoors. But my super schnauze just picks it up.
So, as soon as he got home and got comfortable I made my request known. He is so loving and kind, he did it right away!
Also, you can imagine if the regular trash with strawberries smells ad nauseum, what the diaper genie does to me at this point. 'Nuff said.
So, as soon as he got home and got comfortable I made my request known. He is so loving and kind, he did it right away!
Also, you can imagine if the regular trash with strawberries smells ad nauseum, what the diaper genie does to me at this point. 'Nuff said.
Second Time Around
I have been looking back on when I was preg w/Jimi. I was so fortunate with him. With this baby for the most part, I feel good, a lot like I remember with Jimi. I am tired a lot, hot, and cranky. My back feels sore in my nerves, similiar to how my tailbone felt when I broke it. I know that's strange (may or may not be related to pregnancy), but I just take a nap when I can, and it usually feels better by the time I wake up. If not, I'll take a Tylenol. I really don't like taking medications, esp. when pregnant. But, I'm okay with 500 mg on occassion.
I didn't so much as take one tablet the entire time I was pregnant with Jimi. I don't know if I was over cautious or crazy, or what. I know a lot of women are less contientious about the quality of their diet, nutrition, etc. the second time around. I really intend to try to meet or beat my weight gain that I had with Jimi (28 lbs., and I lost it all by my 6 wk checkup). It is so hard when ice cream is so good, though.
I haven't really been having any cravings lately, except that pickles are good and I am enjoying all forms of farm animals: mainly hamburger, bacon, sausage... sorry for all you vegetarians out there. I guess I'm a meatatarian!
I didn't so much as take one tablet the entire time I was pregnant with Jimi. I don't know if I was over cautious or crazy, or what. I know a lot of women are less contientious about the quality of their diet, nutrition, etc. the second time around. I really intend to try to meet or beat my weight gain that I had with Jimi (28 lbs., and I lost it all by my 6 wk checkup). It is so hard when ice cream is so good, though.
I haven't really been having any cravings lately, except that pickles are good and I am enjoying all forms of farm animals: mainly hamburger, bacon, sausage... sorry for all you vegetarians out there. I guess I'm a meatatarian!
Monday, June 2, 2008
Wow, again?!
Friday, May 30, 2008
I have been having some strange thoughts lately. First I had been working in the yard a lot and getting sore. I usually would take ibuprofen, but just kept getting a feeling not to, and to take acetaminophen instead. Also, I was really rude to the receptionist at Jimi’s pediatrician’s office and as I was mulling over how I would apologize to her, I heard myself think, “I was so rude to you I took a test and as it turns out I’m also pregnant again”. I was at Costco and bought those Zipfizz energy shots. I kept getting a feeling NOT to buy them, but override that guidance since I have a very active son to keep up with and don’t like to drink hot drinks in the summer. I was contemplating why I would get that feeling and the only thing I could come up with was maybe I’d get pregnant before finishing them.
I have been thinking about how to get Jimi all of his nutritional requirements as a growing toddler. I was planning a list and put yogurt on it, as I thought “this will be good for Jimi and for me, since I like to eat yogurt while I’m pregnant”. Also, for several days I kept getting a feeling to take a test. Now, my cycle has not exactly been like clockwork since Jimi was born. TMI? Well, then get off my blog! J/K, here’s more info: my cycle came at 27, 29, 29, 32, 30, 32, 33 days. So, after the last couple of months, instead of getting my hopes up and back down again, I decided I wouldn’t even expect my period until 33 days. So, it had barely been 4 wks when I was having all of these thoughts.
I woke up on Saturday, May 24th, the Saturday of Memorial Day weekend. It was early (630) but I woke up because I had to go to the bathroom. I got that feeling again to take a test and so I literally took the test to make the feeling of wanting to take a test go away. I said, I’ll take it, Lord, but I’m not pregnant. I heard a still, small voice inside me say, “yes, you are”.
So, I took the test and sat there a couple of minutes to prove how right I was. See, it’s just one pink line…wait, don’t tell me there’s another line?! Sure enough, two lines! I woke up Dapo, honey, wake up. What? I’m pregnant!
How exciting!
Mikal is already onto me! She has said in an IM, are you pregnant w/ #2 yet? And I replied, no, but you are. Now, I hadn’t taken the test yet at this point, but was already having the above things occurring. Second, after I did find out, I was honestly posting under my previous user name on blogger of preggers because I was too lazy to change it once I started a family blog. Mikal replied, why are you posting under preggers, I am both confused and curious. Way to go, Mikal. You sniffed it out!
ps to this, I'm having to post this to the blog because I have to turn in my work computer.
I have been having some strange thoughts lately. First I had been working in the yard a lot and getting sore. I usually would take ibuprofen, but just kept getting a feeling not to, and to take acetaminophen instead. Also, I was really rude to the receptionist at Jimi’s pediatrician’s office and as I was mulling over how I would apologize to her, I heard myself think, “I was so rude to you I took a test and as it turns out I’m also pregnant again”. I was at Costco and bought those Zipfizz energy shots. I kept getting a feeling NOT to buy them, but override that guidance since I have a very active son to keep up with and don’t like to drink hot drinks in the summer. I was contemplating why I would get that feeling and the only thing I could come up with was maybe I’d get pregnant before finishing them.
I have been thinking about how to get Jimi all of his nutritional requirements as a growing toddler. I was planning a list and put yogurt on it, as I thought “this will be good for Jimi and for me, since I like to eat yogurt while I’m pregnant”. Also, for several days I kept getting a feeling to take a test. Now, my cycle has not exactly been like clockwork since Jimi was born. TMI? Well, then get off my blog! J/K, here’s more info: my cycle came at 27, 29, 29, 32, 30, 32, 33 days. So, after the last couple of months, instead of getting my hopes up and back down again, I decided I wouldn’t even expect my period until 33 days. So, it had barely been 4 wks when I was having all of these thoughts.
I woke up on Saturday, May 24th, the Saturday of Memorial Day weekend. It was early (630) but I woke up because I had to go to the bathroom. I got that feeling again to take a test and so I literally took the test to make the feeling of wanting to take a test go away. I said, I’ll take it, Lord, but I’m not pregnant. I heard a still, small voice inside me say, “yes, you are”.
So, I took the test and sat there a couple of minutes to prove how right I was. See, it’s just one pink line…wait, don’t tell me there’s another line?! Sure enough, two lines! I woke up Dapo, honey, wake up. What? I’m pregnant!
How exciting!
Mikal is already onto me! She has said in an IM, are you pregnant w/ #2 yet? And I replied, no, but you are. Now, I hadn’t taken the test yet at this point, but was already having the above things occurring. Second, after I did find out, I was honestly posting under my previous user name on blogger of preggers because I was too lazy to change it once I started a family blog. Mikal replied, why are you posting under preggers, I am both confused and curious. Way to go, Mikal. You sniffed it out!
ps to this, I'm having to post this to the blog because I have to turn in my work computer.
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