15 weeks and Counting!

Not much new to report... Finally took a few "belly pics" but there isn't much showing yet. But at least now we will have something to compare to as I get bigger... and bigger... and BIGGER! Mark and I have been pretty good about getting out for a couple walks during the week and I am fitting in some pregnancy yoga on our off days. Its sad how little effort can make me feel winded these days but everyone says its normal and it's actually how you should gauge your workouts. If you can't have a conversation then it's too much. So basically - longer low intensity exercise make for a happy healthy mama and baby.



Oh, and how can I forget all of Mark's new knowledge he is sharing with me. He is very concerned that I may not be getting enough protein and has determined that I should no longer be sleeping on my back. Hmmmm.... But how can I complain when he is so cute about it. He even came in the other day and said "I almost ordered you a maternity pillow but I wasn't sure which one."

I'm sure he will aggravate me at some point today so I really need to remember these sweet stories. :)

16 week appointment on Tuesday!

Practice makes perfect!

This was the sad little face I got when we pulled up to the vet's office yesterday afternoon. Maybe she knew what was to come later that night. It was time for Tabasco's annual shots. She was a good little girl for all of her tests and her report card was excellent in all categories (little lump even lost 6 pounds since her last visit - our goal for the year was 3-5!!!).

However about an hour after we got home, Mark asked me what was wrong with her back. Poor thing was broken out in these big swollen hives all over her little body. Immediately called the vet and he said to give her benadryl and keep an eye on her for the next few hours. Mark was off to work and I was worried sick about her. She was so itchy but couldn't scratch so I was forced to put the crazy looking cone on her. This did not make her happy (I must say though as worried as I was, you just can't help but laugh when they have those on :) She also got sick so I thought maybe she didn't keep the benadryl down so I gave her another one. Now I was in a panic that I had overdosed my puppy! They told me the swelling should continue for about 4-6 hours until the steroids from the rabies shot wore off.... So I just stared at them constantly for hours thinking if I looked closely enough I would see them start to go down.

I laid blankets out all over our bed and brought her in there with me where we had another 2 hours of her whining and freaking out b/c she couldn't scratch. She finally calmed down which was great but then I would panic and check to see if she was still breathing. Mark came home in the middle of the night and she was looking much better so we went ahead and put them in their beds. Then b/c I am a crazy person I kept running to their room about every hour and a half to make sure she was still alive.

I am completely aware of how ridiculous this is... but I thought it sounded so similar to a new nervous nelly mom I had to share. We both thought it was great practice.... of course I know they are dogs and its not the same, but it was a pretty good representation of the stories you hear. 1. of course it happens on a night where I have extremely important meetings all day and have to be out of the house much earlier than normal to travel.. 2. there was a lot more sickness and mess than I included in the details (you're welcome whoever is reading this :)) and 3. DAD got to check in once and was able to avoid all the whining crying while Mom was home taking care of the baby. See... Just like life with a child!

1 pound and... bigger pants!??

Not quite sure how I have barely gained a pound but can't fit into any of my work clothes! Regardless... I broke down last week and bought my first pair of maternity dress pants. It seems a little early but I guess I don't really care :). Comfortable is the name of the game these days and since its not an option to look like a slob during the day, why not just dive in and look good in pants that actually fit. I think I actually look more in shape in pants that fit than I do trying to squeeze into ones that don't. Wait... is this where is all starts? ... is this what those people that have to get cut out of their house at 600 pounds say to themselves in the very beginning? :) Oh well, I'm 13 1/2 weeks pregnant and loving my new stretchy waistband!!!


TIP for any first time moms: go to several places when making this transition! I was so traumatized by my first shopping trip that I left my sister the most desperate pathetic whiny message begging for moral support b/c the ones I had tried on were the most unflattering bad cut pants I had ever put on my body! I felt like a Macy's day float and I was actually 2 pounds in the red at that point!!! And sometimes you get what you pay for... outside of a surprisingly well supplied Belk's, we have terrible department store shopping here. But lots of cute boutiques that I stayed out of thinking they would be way over priced. Fortunately caught a sale at one and got a great price on a little higher end brand and they fit perfectly!!! I actually smiled at how I looked when trying them on! Should be sufficient until my little shopping trip in FL with Mom and Mrs Janet!