12 weeks

Nausea is about 100% gone. It hits from time to time, usually if I haven’t eaten in a while or if I’ve over eaten during a meal. But getting my meal sizes in check has been challenging but also a great thing. Last I weighed myself, I had lost about 2 pounds. Woot woot!

Exhaustion is still going strong. Some days I get a nap in and some days I don’t. There are days where Zoey’s nap doesn’t coincide with my tiredness, so at some point I am letting her watch TV while I lay on the couch like a zombie.

I’d like to think that baby bean is doing just fine. I saw my doctor at 9 weeks, saw baby bean on ultrasound and everything looked great. However, I know 9 weeks is really early. And things can still happen. My next doctor’s appointment isn’t until September 10th, which marks 16 weeks. I am just hoping and thinking happy thoughts about baby bean until then. I’m probably going to get down on my knees and beg for an ultrasound that day. Luckily my OB is a great man and I am thinking he will comply? I hope!

I cannot seem to keep myself from breaking down into tears today. The big alligator kind, even. Not really sure why but I woke up on the sad side. It may have something to do with last night.

Gene went to change Zoey’s diaper (and we all know how much fun THAT can be sometimes) before bed and she started crying, kicking and throwing a fit. But instead of it slowly easing off, it got worse and worse. I think she eventually got herself so worked up that she cried for almost an hour. I kept trying to hug her, hold her. We put her in her crib and she would not go to sleep, just cried constantly. I eventually picked her up to rock her in the glider and she proceeded to projectile puke all over me, her and the carpet. Gene gave her a bath while I started the washing machine and began scrubbing the carpet… all while using every single ounce of will power in me to keep myself from throwing up.

She started crying for about another 15-20 minutes after the bath, Gene gave her some milk and she finally fell asleep. She ended up sleeping through the night just fine. This morning she has been clingy and drooly and I am pretty sure she is still fighting these teeth. TEETHING! I SHAKE MY FIST AT YOU!

So today I am still worked up. I cried a lot last night. Nothing would soothe her and I felt pretty helpless. I haven’t felt that way since she was just a couple of months old and we found out she had acid reflux. I hope this is the last time I feel that way but I know I have a lifetime of worry ahead of me, both for her and for baby bean.

Speaking of baby bean.. I will update tomorrow! I will be 12 weeks along tomorrow and just a week shy of being out of the first trimester. Can I get a HALLELUJAH? Also, at some point I am going to try to get this week’s You Capture in…

I was a total water bug when I was a kid and even to this day, I love swimming so I just knew that my own kids would love it. I mean, they would have to since it’s built into our DNA, right? Eh.. Not so!

Zoey loved playing with her water table but when it came to small pools or sprinklers, she was NOT a fan. In May we were staying in a hotel out of town and I took her into the hotel swimming pool in a little inflatable baby floatie device thingy and, well, that experience was nothing short of a total DISASTER. Lots of crying and flipping out.

So, it is to my delight that my daughter is slowly coming around to This Water Stuff. We have a few Spraygrounds/Splash Pads here and I finally took her to one and.. well.. she loves it!

Sprinklers and sunshine and popsicles and chubby baby thighs in cute little swimsuits… Love summer time!

My friend invited me along to Scott Kelby’s 3rd Annual Worldwide Photo Walk and we had a blast! I wanted to go last year but my Grandpa had passed away and we were out of town dealing with their estate. This year I decided to brave the heat at only 9 weeks pregnant and it was totally worth the misery ;-)

Taking pictures of people and objects are two completely different worlds. Ever since Zoey was born, I pretty much ceased all nature / object oriented photography and focused solely on my Peanut. While standing on the scorching sidewalk and starting our treacherous walk through blaring sunlight, I realized I needed to pull a creative bug out of my butt (It’s been in there hiding since, well… 2008-ish) and get to work. Taking the first photo felt liberating. I started with something simple, just a general shot of the beginning of our path. Of other Photographers and the buildings ahead.

I started looking at buildings from a different angle, from a different view. The sky was a beautiful blue with big, white puffy clouds. It really couldn’t have been better! The sound of shutters clicking all around me was like the soft breaths coming from a sleeping newborn.

See, this is the amazing sky I speak of! Crazy, isn’t it? It really could not have been more perfect. I got some decent photos, considering it was 4 PM and probably the WORST time of the day to take pictures outdoors!

This is the Green Door. Gene and I used to go here back in the day, to watch live music. A lot of indie or punk/pop/rock bands. That rickety staircase and drop off stationary door bring back a LOT of memories. It’s shut down and vacant now. Sad.

We walked around the canal downtown Oklahoma City and found these guys. I wish I had gotten a picture of someone standing next to them to show how truly gianormous these were! There is absolutely NO WAY you could sit atop these horses.. They were HUGE.

How can you go on a Photo Walk and NOT take pictures of flowers? Especially when these trees have such beautiful, bright blooms on them?

I had a LOT of fun. I drank about 4 1/2 bottles of water. I peed about 300 gallons. I sweat my butt off. Totally worth it. Can’t wait until next year’s!

Did you know that our sweet little babushka now has arms and legs and that the “tail” is gone?? It’s true! I went to meet my new OB on Friday and he is an amazing guy!! So friendly and I know he will take great care of us. We got a quick ultrasound to check on baby bean and everything is looking great. He/she had an arm up over her/his face. Dancing around all over the place! :-) I’ll go back in 7 weeks (I’ll be 16 weeks) for our next check. I’m currently taking b6, b12 and trying to adjust my diet to accommodate for the nausea. It is getting better but some days are definitely worse than others.

My little Peanut had her 15 month check up this morning. She got two shots and it was pretty terrible! She has just started saying “Nooooo” the last week or so and so she showed off her refusal skillz to the doctor and nurse today by saying Nooooo every time they tried to do something like check her ears, get her head circumference, etc. She threw a wild fit when we laid her down to try to get her height, panicked when we set her down to be weighed, freaked the ef OUT when we tried to get her head circumference and lost her marbles when the doctor tried to look in her ears. You could very EASILY say we are on the cusp of seeing some new teeth sometime VERY soon.

Needless to say, I am letting her watch Toy Story right now. It is the only time she is SOMEWHAT quiet and entertained. She has been crying and whining constantly while playing with her toys, chewing on her fingers and slobbering all over the place! My poor girl is not feeling well at all. Thankfully, her sleeping habits haven’t (yet) been interrupted by the Teething Monster.

She is such a smart little cookie though. Last night at Grandma’s house, Grandpa gave her my car keys and so she spent quite a bit of time trying to hold the key just right in her hand so that she could stand on her tippy toes and try to stick the key into the keyhole on the front door! I couldn’t believe it.. I had never seen her do that before and didn’t even REALIZE she had been watching us lock and unlock the door all of this time. It just goes to show that they are constantly absorbing information into their little brains.

This time during my pregnancy with Z, we had just had our 2nd ultrasound! This time, I haven’t had even one. Hell, I haven’t even been to the doctor yet! I am just as worried this time as I was last time and constantly wondering if my sweet baby is okay in there. If symptoms are a sign of vitality, then I would say he/she is doing JUST fine.

I have been so sick!! I had some mild nausea with Z but nothing like this. And not this early!! I have been pretty nauseated since I first found out, three weeks ago. The exhaustion hasn’t hit as hard as it did last time but boy the nausea and insomnia are in full gear already. Some days I do okay and others I have a hard time even taking care of Z. Luckily, she is a pretty easy child and will entertain herself with toys or a movie when I am feeling under the weather.

Going to meet a friend at Chelino’s today for lunch and then do a little window shopping at Ross. Hoping my stomach cooperates and lets me enjoy myself!

My kid is walking around the living room with her “play remote” (an old remote with no batteries that her Grandpa gave her), singing into it like a microphone. Oh and by singing I mean, babbling the most beautiful babble sounds you’ve ever heard in your life, hee hee.

I need to change her diaper. I can smell the pee!! Since we used cloth diapers, we sometimes get a strong ammonia stench coming from her diapers if she has been in it for 12+ hours. Why am I writing her instead of being a good Mother and changing her diaper? Because changing a diaper in this house has become a true EPIC battle. There is a lot of back arching, head throwing, crying, screaming, yelling, wiggling, rolling over and attempted getaways. You see, having your diaper changed is a VERY torturous and painful process!! Poor little babe.

I’m going to go ahead and cross my fingers now that this next Pumkin doesn’t mind much to have his/her diaper changed. Actually, I am going to take it a step forward and cross my fingers that he/she LOVES MORE THAN ANYTHING to have a diaper changed!