I'm pregnant...that's why...

...ok.  So that excuse works for almost anything now a days...except for updating my blog.  LOL 

As you can imagine...a LOT has happened since my last entry...in AUGUST.

For starters, mid September we found out that the Frightener is most defiantly, all BOY...and most definatly proud of that fact!  He couldn't keep his hand off his junk during his ultrasound.  So it starts already *crosses eyes*  So much for that chinese gender chart.  HA!  What a crock.  lol

For those of you who don't know...I highly doubt anyone doesn't know, but his name is Caleb Matthew Reve.  Bry has always loved the name Caleb.  Matthew is Bry's middle name and my brother's first name.  Reve is my dad and grandfather's middle names.  Yeah.  I know.  A mouthful.  But that's alright.  He'll deal. 

The second trimester pretty much flew by with nothing major to report.  I got my first hemmy, my clothes stopped fitting right and my appetite went thru the roof.  Which cracks me up.  I eat, and eat and eat.  I've put on a total of 10 pounds my whole pregnancy.  And as of right now, they are saying 4.5 lbs of that is Caleb.  He's a chunk already!  I am most likely going to give birth to a toddler. 

I'm still working as much as I can.  I get pretty tired most days but I just keep plowing thru it.  Most likely going to take leave starting Feb. 1st...depending on what they do with my due date.  So far they haven't moved it yet, so it's still the 18th...or the 21st...or the 17th...or the 14th...who really knows.  I've been sticking with the 18th, since that was the orginal.  However, they are are talking about possibly inducing me early because of his size.  That.  Would.  Rock.  Don't get me wrong...I am so happy and blessed to be having a pretty easy pregnancy.  I am just over it.  For reals.  And not just because I am dying for a cold frosty beer.  No.  I'm super uncomfortable and I waddle.  I'm kinda like those weeble wobbles...but I don't fall down.

Other than that...nothing really new to report.  The nursery is pretty much ready for him.  I just need to get the celing fan hung.   Mom flew down at Thanksgiving and helped me get it all put together.  I'll have to upload the pics from my phone to show you.   We're going with the pirate theme...it's pretty dang cute  :)

And with that...I'm off to eat my frozen cheesecake and go to bed.  Hmmm...I wonder why this kid is such a chunk.

Belly Laughs

Has anyone else read the book "Belly Laughs" by Jenny McCarthy?   If not and you are expecting, run (or depending on how pregnant you are...waddle) to the bookstore or grab your Nook and download it immediately.  It's the nitty gritty blunt honest stuff that no one tells you.  Niagra falls between your legs.  Yup.  Pooping while delievery.  Yup.  It will make it laugh.  Blue twinkies?  Still laughing!! 

Hello 12 weeks...it's good to see you!

That's right...12 weeks down, 28 to go!  Ok.  Doesn't sound too exciting when you say it that way...still seems like FOREVER away..however...I welcome 12 weeks with open arms.  Debatable if it's the beginning of the Second Trimester or not...but I am rolling with it.  Goodbye nausea (crossing fingers), sore chi chi's and hello more energy and uhh...more waistline!

Next Dr's appointment is Monday at 9:30...should be hearing the heartbeat and getting a new picture of our little Frightener!

Chinese Gender Chart

A fun, little tool.  Claims to be 90% accurate.  Guess we'll find out in September!  :D  Of course...when I asked Kirsty what it said when she did it, it said she'd have a girl...and out came Noah.  LOL  Defiantly not a girl.  

http://content.thebump.com/sitelets/chinese-gender-chart/  if you want to try it out or see how accurate it was for you!  :D

I think it's a little early....

But maybe I am wrong.  Is 9 weeks too early to have baby brain?!
I swear...the last week or so I can't seem to remember crap!  Like this for example...the other day at work one table paid me cash.  They handed the presenter to me and said.."all set...thank you."  Regardless of what they say, I always return the change...just in case.  Well this time I put it in my pocket without even looking what was in it.  I got a little busy but noticed they were still sitting there.  I freaked out a little and thought they were waiting for change.  So I reach into my pocket to cash it out and drop change...presenter wasn't there.  Cue major freakout.  After searching thru about 50 check presenters, my co worker came up to me and handed me the check.  Appatently I had left it at the p.o.s. station.   By that time, the guests had gotten up and left. 

Not just that incident.  I have worked for the Grand Lux for almost 2 years.  I couldn't remember a table number to save my life.  Nor would I remember to cash out a check after a guest left and then I would add another order to the check and end up having to get it voided and rang back in.  Good times.  Good times.  My manager kindly reminded me that doing drugs while pregnant was not healthy.

I thought I would have longer before my memory became mush.  Apparently not. 

This...that..and the other..

Things have been going pretty much the same the last week or so.  Feel great in the morning...but nights...that's a different story.  Or it was.  The doctor prescribed me Zofran.  This pill is a wonder drug!!  I take one before I head into work and I can make it through the whole night without the ickies!!  Yay! 

I've been sleeping a ton lately.  I don't know if it's the pregnancy or just me being a lazy-ass but I could sleep all day if you let me.  I slept until 2 pm the other day...it was amazing.  Today I delcared "bum day" and haven't left my bed but a few times to rotate laundry and pee.  Which is something I do ALL THE TIME.  I know you wanted to know that.

Pretty boring update...I know. 

All is good...under the hood!

Well today was the big day.  Doctor Day.  First official appointment!  I dunno what's worse...the having to pee in the teeeny tiny cup, the dreaded weigh in or the waiting in the room for the doctor wearing nothing...I mean NOTHING but a hospital gown...BACKWARDS.   Ok.  I know....I am being over-dramatic.  But guess what.  I'm OFFICIALLY pregnant therefore I can be.  And if you tell me to knock it off, I will cry and then you will feel bad.  So, lets just save my makeup and roll with it.  :D

They say everything looks great so far!  We got to see the heartbeat, which was pretty amazing.  Sorta weird.  There is this little uhh..blob that is chillin' in the uterus that flashes...that's the heart beat.  It was so awesome to see it, after my many fears of not being able to.  They say I am 7 weeks, 5 days and have an EED (estimated eviction date...ha ha ha...I dont' know what it really means but I like my definition) of February 18th, 2012....which just so happens to be my mom's birthday.  How cool would that be?! 

Next appointment is set for the 8th.  I hope we can hear the heartbeat at the next appointment. 

oh..and they prescribed me something for the nausea so I am going to pick that up and give it a whirl.  See if it helps or not.  They also told me I need to up my vitamin d...to 1000 ul a day.  What?  Living in Vegas and I still don't get enough sun?!  Guess you can take the girl out of Washington but you can't take the Washington out of the girl!

Here is the Frightener's first close up.  For those who don't know what you are looking at...here is the rundown.  The dotted line is the Frightener.  The circle above it is the yolk sac which sustains the baby until the placenta forms and takes over.  My friend Kirsty says that she crosses her eyes, she can see a dude in a construction hat with boobs and a twirly mustache!   I really want to sit down with her and some ink blot cards.  LOL

Tomorrow...tomorrow..tomorrow

That's right.  Tomorrow.  July 7th.  Our first doctors appointment.  Totally nervous and excited.  I just hope everything goes well.

Been feeling decent the last week or so.  The Frightener seems to like me better when I keep food in my stomach....i like this kid already *lol*

Keep your fingers, toes and hell..even your eyes crossed for tomorrow!

Btw...I peed on a stick again..just to make sure.  *lol*  yup.  Still said pregnant.  Neurotic...I know.  Lol

"Morning" Sickness...what a crock.

Whoever named it "Morning Sickness" should be shot in the foot.  Lemme tell ya.  It's not just the morning.  It's the afternoon.  It's the evening.  It's the middle of the freakin' night.  Here I was thinking...."Man...if I just make it until noon, I'm good"  and seeing as I sleep until 11ish every day...that would leave roughly one hour to feel like butt.  Oooohhhh no.  So doesn't work that way.  In fact...I am fine when I wake up and all through the day until the evening.   That's when it decides to attack me.  Rude I tell ya.  Just rude.  Maybe my internal clock is set to like UK time...or China time.  Either way...this getting sick at night stuff just sucks.  People keep saying the best way to stay ahead of the nasuea is to eat but honestly...that is the last thing I want to do but we'll give it a shot. 

Maybe I should look into trying these...

Big head.

My friend Kirsty was afraid her first born would come out with a triangle head.  That doesn't frighten me.  What frightens me is this....my husband was 10 pounds when he was born.  His brother...10-something.  Bry's son...10.2 pounds...ALL HEAD.

What if the Frightner comes out with a head like this?  Seriously....I am scared.

BTW...Kirsty's son Noah came out with a PERFECT, non-triangle head.  Perhaps some of my genes will kick in and we'll have a nice 6 pound baby.   I'm crossing my fingers.



Mom says I am neurotic...

...and maybe I am.  Just a litte.  But seriously....since I have changed the prenatals I was taking...I feel 100 times better.  In fact...I have had zero nasuea.  Other than being tired, I would forget I'm pregnant.  So that prompted me to pee on a another stick...just to make sure.  :D  Guess what.  Still pregnant.  LOL

July 7th can't get here fast enough.  So looking forward to our first appointment--minus the fact some random dude will be seeing my crotch.  Then again...it's not like I didn't have a one night stand (or two) where some random dude saw my crotch.  It's just weird for some reason.

Score!

While at Old Navy today, getting a new pair of work pants (no...I am not starting to pooch already..the pants were old!) I couldn't resist going to look at the baby clothes.  Fortunatly for me and my checkbook, they didn't have anything cute in neutral colors.  Of course the section next to baby is maternity clothes.  I figured..what the heck.  Doesn't hurt to look.  Totally scored a pair of jeans for $2.97.  That's right...two dollars and ninety seven cents.  And they are cute!  Yay!  

I know...I know...I am barely pregnant.  But lets face it...I'm going to need them at some point and for less than 3 dollars?!  I had to get them! 

The Frightener!

Ok...so most people who are expecting a baby will come up with some cutesy-type nickname to call the baby, rather than "IT" before they find out the sex/or give birth.  Well for those of you who know Bryan and myself...cutesy really isn't us.  So...I bring you...THE FRIGHTENER!!



Of course....I pray our Frightener looks nothing like this...this thing is damn scary looking...but Bry thought it was hysterical--the face pushing through the wall.  I like the slogan--No Rest for the Wicked.  LOL  I know my mother is probably going to crap her pants when she reads this but after being my mother for 31 years, this really shouldn't surprise her.

31...and Pregnant!

That's right.  Hope you were sitting down for that bombshell.  If someone would have told me that on our 6th month wedding anniversary I would be peeing on a stick (ok...4 sticks) and seeing the word "PREGNANT"  I would have laughed at you...and then punched you in the face. 

Here's how it went down...no perverts...I am not giving THOSE details (I would hope if you are reading this, you'd know how a baby is made)  but how I went from "I'm going to just be an Auntie" to "I'm going to be a Mommy!"  Bry and I had always talked about possibly having a baby at some point.  I'd usually punch him and then laugh and say not a chance.  But about a month ago something kinda changed in my mind where I realized that it wouldn't be such a horrible thing, having a baby.  So one night, somewhere between my third or fourth margarita I gave into Bry and said..."Hey...let's go ahead and try this baby thing.  If it doesn't work this month or next, we'll revisit it next summer."  Well let me tell you...it was made blatantly obvious that we were meant to have a baby seeing as it didn't take but a month. 

So here we are...5 weeks later...4 sticks later PREGNANT.  :D