Category: Pregnant

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Second Verse, Same As The First.

If you’ve clicked over from Facebook – this is the post I wrote after my last miscarriage in September of 2012. We decided after that to stop trying to have more children because my heart couldn’t take anymore loss. **************************************** Two interesting notes. 1) I’ve never had two consecutive baby-producing pregnancies. 2) I’ve written “We had a miscarriage” blog entries four times before “live baby check” appointments and ended up not needing them. The one time I didn’t do that because I was home with a sick kid? I need it. Yep. So, today I had what repeat-aborters like to...

I would just like to go on record saying that I was almost 8 weeks pregnant when I did this, and it was even doctor approved! 6

Why I Whine

I’m not usually a whiner. I have my moments – for sure. But as a general personality trait, it’s not me. But lately? It’s all I do. Every time someone asks me how I’m doing I mention that I hate not being able to run or do boot camp and that I’m hoping I’ll be cleared at my next doctor’s appointment. I say that I’m a beeyatch without my stress-reliever of running. I complain about missing my boot camp and running buddies. I do all of these things at least 100 times a day. But here’s the thing. It sounds...

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UPDATED: I Don’t Think My Body Understands The Concept of “Weekend”

WARNING: This entry contains VERY MUCH TMI. If you’re not in the mood for that today, then I’ll give you the gist. We had a bad night Friday. Not sure if I’m still pregnant or not. Hopefully I’ll get to the doctor sometime today. Feel free to carry on and skip the rest of the entry. Now! For the rest of you brave souls still hanging in there…let’s get on to the nitty gritty, shall we? So…Friday night Donnie and I went on a date to a painting class! Just as I signed my name to my GORGEOUS masterpiece (if...

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I’ll be okay no matter what. Because of you.

We still have a heartbeat! We also still have a bit of the subchorionic hematoma, so I’m still under watch/restriction until the next appointment in two weeks. But still! Heartbeat! That’s always a thing to celebrate. So we did. We told everyone we knew. (Except Nikki and Wes still.) Because we wanted them to all know our joy at heartbeat #2, and we all wanted them to be thinking about us these next two weeks as we stress and worry about whether we’ll see it again. When you find out you’re pregnant, just about every website mentions that week 12...

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First Time For Everything

The kids started Soccer this weekend. Two back-to-back games that were action packed! Wes did a great job in his first game and seems to really love just hustling like a madman. This is exactly opposite of me who rejoiced sitting on the sidelines goofing off with other kids. After the crazy day of Saturday, I was hoping for a good and peaceful night sleep Saturday night. HA! HA! Funny joke on me. There seem to be two different kinds of insomnia. The kind that keeps from being able to fall asleep, and the kind that keeps you from being...