24 Weeks or 28 Weeks?

So, one of two things is going on. Either I'm (A) eating so much with the new hunger I've been feeling that I've gained too much weight, or (B) this is one huge baby. I went to my 24 week appointment today and was told I was measuring like a 28 week pregnancy. Um? What? Is that okay? Apparently they're not fazed by this, but if I'm continuing to measure big I'll have to go for another ultrasound at 30 weeks. Just what I wanted right? To pay the copay for ANOTHER ultrasound. Now that I know she's okay I'm so over seeing her on the screen, I guess!

The offending liquid itself!

Another lovely tidbit of news was that while I thought I was past the glucose tests - NOPE! The three hour ordeal I went through 6 weeks ago doesn't count for the entire pregnancy. So I'm currently housing a nasty bottle of sugar water in my fridge for the next four weeks until I "get to" chug it and get blood drawn. The midwife looked a little nervous that I was going to scream, but I held it together under the circumstances. I can't be mad at her for being the bearer of bad news. But a big fat giant UGH!


Once again though, she's growing well and sounding just fine in there! Definitely a thing to be happy for. We'll see the doctor again after New Years so until then have a happy holiday season!

Health and Wellness!

23 Weeks. 

Holy moly 23 weeks! 

I'm reminded again that I'm over halfway through this second pregnancy. With Jack I felt like every week was so slow and it was more like a YEAR before he was here. Not so with this little one... Every week flies by! I read the little blurbs in the baby book and sometimes have to read two because I forgot the week before. Definitely a second baby. :o)

But the wonderful news is that we had another ultrasound this week and Baby is growing well and is perfectly healthy. That probably sounds weird since there's not reason to think otherwise, but to be honest, after the last ultrasound we found out that she had a possible choroidplexus cyst in her brain. (Actually, the midwife on duty that day told me she HAD one. Not possibly had one.) So that set off a wave of panic on a Friday, at work, with kids around... Yuck. But by Monday morning I'd come to terms with the fact that this little princess was totally fine, but just needed some attention! She knows her older brother is going to fight her for it, I guess. 

Anyway. At yesterday's ultrasound they checked for the cyst again. Negative. They checked for every other sign of Downs, Spina Bifida, and Trisomy 18 that they would have done if she had a cyst. Negative. I am so thankful to the tech and doctor who took the extra time out of their day to be so thorough. Our hearts and minds are completely at ease now that she's truly safe and healthy. Our little girl is a little camera shy, but we still got some really great views of her and her personality as she refused to move several times for the tech! :o) 

Little girl is dead on with her size, about 38% percentile in weight (a whopping 1 pound 3 ounces as of yesterday) and should have 10 fingers and 10 toes. (Again a weird note to make, but my oddball husband asked the tech to check...Long story.) 

As for mommy, things are fine. I'm feeling her move quite a bit and can only hope that she slows down as the room gets smaller for her. She'd better at least. Or else this blog may become a little more angry! Another development is that I can't stop eating! Apparently she's hit a growth spurt, but after most meals I feel empty and hungry. Last night I tried to drink a ton of water (a Weight Watchers trick I learned) but she was having none of it. Today at lunch I ate the lunch I brought and was still so hungry I went to the cafeteria and had a second lunch. Seriously. Two lunches. But at least I wasn't hungry when I was done! We'll keep working on the healthy eating aspect. I just need to find a happy medium between portion size and snacks now that I'm pregnant. Weight Watchers portions are no longer necessary and it's throwing me off! Just something to add to the list of things to do...

Date Nights and the Pregnant Chick

So, I need to preface this post with a HUGE thank you to Danielle Robinson who watched Jack for us last night. I gather things went well, but it did not go unappreciated! We will definitely pay you back! 

As for the date night, Mitch and I went to his company holiday party and had a blast! Sucks being sober in a brewery, but c'est la vie. We got safely home in the end thanks to preggers here. But the lesson learned is a larger one... pregnant chicks can be hot! I don't know what magic came together (perhaps my fashion consult with Megan, perhaps the fact that I'm carrying a girl so she makes me look cuter...) but I felt so cute last night and my sweet husband made sure I was aware of it the whole night too!

 

And no, these are not the new boots, but a cute pair I did already own. Heels however, are NOT comfortable for teaching in, so new boots are a necessity if I'm going to stay fashion forward at work. Ha! Me. Fashion forward. 

Only noteable baby news is she's cookin' just fine! Had an appointment on Friday and everything looks great!

The Ups and Downs of Parenthood....

Well, here we are week 18 1/2 and I'm finally feeling preggers rather than just pudgy. :o) 

We found out in the ultra sound last week that we are expecting a baby girl! Mitch and I are very excited, though my thrifty side is a little miffed since we have to go buy a new wardrobe. But my girly side is excited to buy a new wardrobe. You see my dilemma....

Either way, I've resigned myself to a life of living with a daughter. I didn't realize that diva-hood started this early, but here we are.... Living proof. Yikes. Princess behavior can manifest itself in so many ways. If I bend over a little to talk to a kid across a table at work, she'll kick or flip just to let me know this is not an optimal position for her. Sleep is fleeting. While I'm slightly rested in the morning, I've woken up several times in the night with growing pains and aches. A little boy would never put his mommy through this, right? Little brat. :o)