I got completely taken over by the nausea between weeks 8 and 11. I haven't been leading my normally life for at least a month now. The nausea would come in the mornings and in the evenings... oh and sometimes while I was at work. I became pretty good at silent dry heaving. It is an art form that I never thought I'd learn.
But, life marches on around you. Memorial day we went to the Adirondacks for some high peak hiking/backpacking. It was a great trip. It was quite a bit more difficult for me than it was in September 2010 when we went to the Flowed Lands. We hiked 5 miles into the Wolf Jaw lean-to and camped. Hiking Lower Wolf Jaw on Friday after a nap at the lean-to. We got caught in a crazy thunderstorm on the peak. Talk about drama. It poured buckets of rain, thunder and lightninged around us and hailed. We got soaked, but survived and made it back to the lean-to in record time. Thank god for the lean-to. It continued to rain all night!
It rained for awhile the next morning too. But the sun finally came out. We strung up a clothes line and took our time with breakfast then got on the trail for Upper Wolf Jaw and Armstrong Mt. What a crazy long hike to do when you're pregnant... so much for an easy hike! We hiked Upper Wolf Jaw up and over to Armstrong then had to hike up and over Upper to get back to the lean-to. Very long hike. I think we were back to camp by about 4 or so. I was very tired but very proud that I'd accomplished so much in the first trimester of this pregnancy.
We were greeted at our lean-to by another group of hikers. They were napping in the lean-to when we walked up. Just in time too, because it had started to rain again. We talked, and got out of our wet clothes. They were a family of three with a 9 year old in tow from New Jersey. They were meeting a couple of friends there and had come in late last night and slept in their car. The weather had deterred them from more than hiking in that day. We'd been very lucky to have clear skies for most of our hike that day.
We settled in with our new neighbors. It was kind of nice to talk and get to know some other people. I was beat though so we made food once the rain let up a bit and I got settled into my sleeping bag with my kindle. It rained on and off all night... with some pretty tough thunderstorms. When we woke in the morning it was still overcast and drizzly. We slowly got around, made some food and packed up our gear as the sky cleared. We'd decided to pack out and head home. I was sore and tired. We'd accomplished what we'd set out to do in the area anyway. We were planning on packing out and heading to Giant Mt. We'll have to try that again at some other time.
After reading the log book at the lean-to we had decided to find the Noonmark Cafe and have lunch. A few people had remarked on the great pies that they had. I could definitely go for some pie. A few hours later we made it back to the car. I was very happy to be out of the woods and into dry clothes again.
Noonmark here we come. It wasn't hard to find. Keen Valley is basically one road with some shops. It wasn't packed, but had quite a few tables. We cleaned up and ordered food. I had the best egg salad sandwich and fries ever. Topped it off with an ice tea and a piece of pecan pie that I still dream about. Two thumbs up for the Noonmark Cafe!
In more pregnancy related details... I didn't feel nauseous the whole time we camped. I think the high level of activity was really good for that portion of my symptoms. I did eat a ton and had to increase my water intact drastically to feel comfortable. I had to take it slowly since I got out of breath quickly, but all in all it was a great experience. I'd love to go again this summer, but I just don't think it will happen. Dave was a trooper waiting for me and worrying about me. Its a lot to ask him to do it again.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Salamander Week 7
Week seven started beautifully. Sunday, May 8th was Mother's Day. I don't really feel like a mother, but it is kind of nice to get noticed. My mom gave me a gift of Coldstone Creamery gift card. How nice. I can't wait to use it. Maybe I'll be able to eat some yummy ice cream without feeling sick? Yes the nausea continues... but I'll get to that later.
Sunday, I rode south with Mo and Kristen to meet up with Melissa, Shannon, Matt and Beckett at the annual Mother's Day Garden Tour at Sycamore Hills. It was a beautiful day. We stopped on the way down for Mo to pickup a craig's list purchase of maternity clothes. She made out pretty good... and the lady she purchased them from was so nice. Her mother even gave us all doughnuts! We then went to Wegman's in Fairmount to pick up some picnic lunch worth items. We got bread, brie, olive bar bites, avocado rolls and some fruit. It was a great spread. We met Matt and Shannon just as we were getting out of the car so it was really good timing. Melissa wasn't far behind.
The weather was so nice and sunny that we just wandered around the garden for a couple hours chatting. We sat on some stones outside the dragon house and ate our lunch. I couldn't really have asked for a better day. After the garden we swung by Matt and Shannon's for a short chat. Melissa picked up some baby paraphernalia. I divulged that I'm pregnant, and so did Mo.
I flip flopped about revealing my pregnancy for a little bit, but it is hard not to talk about what's going on with you at the moment. Plus most of the people I was with already knew so I kind of was talking like I forgot they didn't know yet. So, hopefully nothing bad happens because I'll have to tell a bunch of people about it if it does. Oh well such is life. It so often doesn't pan out how you expect. I also feel like a liar when I'm talking to people and I don't mention my pregnancy. I mean, this is such a huge part of what's going on with me now. When someone I haven't seen in awhile talks to me and asks how things are going, I'm at a loss. What do I say? Do I give the customary nothing much... or I'm doing fine, how about you? I guess I can do that with some people, but with others that I've had an intimate connection with I find it really hard.
Two more weeks until my first appointment. It seems like the days have been dragging on so slowly.
Sunday, I rode south with Mo and Kristen to meet up with Melissa, Shannon, Matt and Beckett at the annual Mother's Day Garden Tour at Sycamore Hills. It was a beautiful day. We stopped on the way down for Mo to pickup a craig's list purchase of maternity clothes. She made out pretty good... and the lady she purchased them from was so nice. Her mother even gave us all doughnuts! We then went to Wegman's in Fairmount to pick up some picnic lunch worth items. We got bread, brie, olive bar bites, avocado rolls and some fruit. It was a great spread. We met Matt and Shannon just as we were getting out of the car so it was really good timing. Melissa wasn't far behind.
The weather was so nice and sunny that we just wandered around the garden for a couple hours chatting. We sat on some stones outside the dragon house and ate our lunch. I couldn't really have asked for a better day. After the garden we swung by Matt and Shannon's for a short chat. Melissa picked up some baby paraphernalia. I divulged that I'm pregnant, and so did Mo.
I flip flopped about revealing my pregnancy for a little bit, but it is hard not to talk about what's going on with you at the moment. Plus most of the people I was with already knew so I kind of was talking like I forgot they didn't know yet. So, hopefully nothing bad happens because I'll have to tell a bunch of people about it if it does. Oh well such is life. It so often doesn't pan out how you expect. I also feel like a liar when I'm talking to people and I don't mention my pregnancy. I mean, this is such a huge part of what's going on with me now. When someone I haven't seen in awhile talks to me and asks how things are going, I'm at a loss. What do I say? Do I give the customary nothing much... or I'm doing fine, how about you? I guess I can do that with some people, but with others that I've had an intimate connection with I find it really hard.
Two more weeks until my first appointment. It seems like the days have been dragging on so slowly.
Salamander 1.0 - Week 6
Well so much for the no nausea. Sunday marked the official start of week six. I rang it in with a nice puking fest shortly after arriving home from a visit to my folks. Let me back up and recount the weekend.
Saturday April 30th was Melissa's baby shower. Maureen was set to pick me up at 10:30 so we could get to Peggy's (Melissa's MIL) house around 11:30 to help with the party setup. No biggie. Dave and I slept in a bit. I jumped in the shower after we finally got up around 8 or 8:30. By the time I was ready I was starving and pretty nauseous. Dave informed me he needed cash which I didn't have on me. It was 10:00 and I decided we should get bagels at the bagel shop down town. So we quickly jumped in the truck and drove to get cash and bagels. Great idea! That bagel made me feel better... but the OJ was a poor choice.
Maureen showed up right on time. I finished up my bagel and kissed the hubby good bye. We had a pretty uneventful ride out to Canastota. When we arrived at Peggy's house she wasn't there... but Melissa's mother and sister were waiting in their car. We said hi and got back in the cars to wait. It was a bit chilly outside. Peggy finally showed up just before noon. She proceeded to tell us that she had told Melissa to have us come at noon... but that Melissa said not to worry because we're never on time.
What the hell? We're not always late. I think my prego hormones may have pushed me to take greater offense to that statement than was called for. Moving on.
We helped take all the packages of food into the house. Finger sandwiches, subway sandwiches and a bunch of other stuff I don't quite remember. It's a good thing we didn't bring a dish to pass. The mom's totally had things figured out. We were superfluous. Someone suggested blowing up balloons to finish with the decorations... famous last words :) Poor Mo and I were turning green trying to blow up these balloons. I joked about filling one with puke instead of air. Little did I know that gaggy feeling would be magnified in just a few short days.
The party was packed and long. Melissa was happy with the gift we got her - Mo, Jenny and I went in on professional photography sessions & prints for her and Brandon. They would get a session of maternity shots and a newborn session for Stella once she arrived. - She got some major loot from the rest of the family and friends that had come. Once everything was opened up and oohed and ahhed over, the silly games were done and we had all filled our stomachs it was time to leave. We packed up Melissa's loot and headed over to her house.
Dave had driven over and spent the day playing disc golf with Brandon, John, Cody and Adam. They were already back at the house drinking some beers. We lingered for awhile. Daphne showed us pictures set to music of Melissa's Bachlorette party and then we headed to Cortland to visit my parents for the night.
Visit with my parents was low key. My mom and I talked about the pregnancy and how I'm feeling. She recounted how things went with her pregnancy with me. Dave was pissed because my Dad didn't say a word. No congratulations... no nothing. He can be so insensitive, so oblivious. Such is life. I know how he is, but Dave was really upset. He'll be fine of course. I just hope my Dad gets the memo as this progresses that he should be happy. It could be that he's tentative just like I am. I must admit that Dave kind of said the same thing to me... I just want you to be happy about this. I am, but I'm scared too. So, I give him the benefit of the doubt that he's being reserved because of that.
The biggest change this week has been the will crushing nausea. I have been miserable all week. I feel like I'm dying a slow horrible tortured death. It has been really awful. Each day since Sunday's puke has been worse. I wake up and as I'm getting down the stairs it is already setting in. I've been unable to really look at food in the morning. So, making Dave's lunch is completely out of the question. I feel awful about this. I mean that is one of those things that I've been doing for years. I've made him lunch almost every morning for the last 5 years! I seriously can count on less than two hands how many times he's left without a lunch made by my hands. Even if it was just leftovers from the night before. I put them into a container and made sure he had a fork... all that stuff. So I feel terrible that he's had to fend for himself.
I hope it gets better soon. Really, really soon. I might claw my eyes out if I have to have this continue for much more than a few weeks. I'm not the praying kind... but I'll take any of the good vibes you can send my way including prayers.
Saturday April 30th was Melissa's baby shower. Maureen was set to pick me up at 10:30 so we could get to Peggy's (Melissa's MIL) house around 11:30 to help with the party setup. No biggie. Dave and I slept in a bit. I jumped in the shower after we finally got up around 8 or 8:30. By the time I was ready I was starving and pretty nauseous. Dave informed me he needed cash which I didn't have on me. It was 10:00 and I decided we should get bagels at the bagel shop down town. So we quickly jumped in the truck and drove to get cash and bagels. Great idea! That bagel made me feel better... but the OJ was a poor choice.
Maureen showed up right on time. I finished up my bagel and kissed the hubby good bye. We had a pretty uneventful ride out to Canastota. When we arrived at Peggy's house she wasn't there... but Melissa's mother and sister were waiting in their car. We said hi and got back in the cars to wait. It was a bit chilly outside. Peggy finally showed up just before noon. She proceeded to tell us that she had told Melissa to have us come at noon... but that Melissa said not to worry because we're never on time.
What the hell? We're not always late. I think my prego hormones may have pushed me to take greater offense to that statement than was called for. Moving on.
We helped take all the packages of food into the house. Finger sandwiches, subway sandwiches and a bunch of other stuff I don't quite remember. It's a good thing we didn't bring a dish to pass. The mom's totally had things figured out. We were superfluous. Someone suggested blowing up balloons to finish with the decorations... famous last words :) Poor Mo and I were turning green trying to blow up these balloons. I joked about filling one with puke instead of air. Little did I know that gaggy feeling would be magnified in just a few short days.
The party was packed and long. Melissa was happy with the gift we got her - Mo, Jenny and I went in on professional photography sessions & prints for her and Brandon. They would get a session of maternity shots and a newborn session for Stella once she arrived. - She got some major loot from the rest of the family and friends that had come. Once everything was opened up and oohed and ahhed over, the silly games were done and we had all filled our stomachs it was time to leave. We packed up Melissa's loot and headed over to her house.
Dave had driven over and spent the day playing disc golf with Brandon, John, Cody and Adam. They were already back at the house drinking some beers. We lingered for awhile. Daphne showed us pictures set to music of Melissa's Bachlorette party and then we headed to Cortland to visit my parents for the night.
Visit with my parents was low key. My mom and I talked about the pregnancy and how I'm feeling. She recounted how things went with her pregnancy with me. Dave was pissed because my Dad didn't say a word. No congratulations... no nothing. He can be so insensitive, so oblivious. Such is life. I know how he is, but Dave was really upset. He'll be fine of course. I just hope my Dad gets the memo as this progresses that he should be happy. It could be that he's tentative just like I am. I must admit that Dave kind of said the same thing to me... I just want you to be happy about this. I am, but I'm scared too. So, I give him the benefit of the doubt that he's being reserved because of that.
The biggest change this week has been the will crushing nausea. I have been miserable all week. I feel like I'm dying a slow horrible tortured death. It has been really awful. Each day since Sunday's puke has been worse. I wake up and as I'm getting down the stairs it is already setting in. I've been unable to really look at food in the morning. So, making Dave's lunch is completely out of the question. I feel awful about this. I mean that is one of those things that I've been doing for years. I've made him lunch almost every morning for the last 5 years! I seriously can count on less than two hands how many times he's left without a lunch made by my hands. Even if it was just leftovers from the night before. I put them into a container and made sure he had a fork... all that stuff. So I feel terrible that he's had to fend for himself.
I hope it gets better soon. Really, really soon. I might claw my eyes out if I have to have this continue for much more than a few weeks. I'm not the praying kind... but I'll take any of the good vibes you can send my way including prayers.
Salamander 1.0 - Week 5
This week I'm already late on writing. That is not a good sign. I think I'll get more into the whole posting thing as a way to keep track of how I am feeling as this pregnancy progresses. I expect that I'll want to have a record of this huge life change since I can't remember much of anything. I seriously am still pissed that my wedding didn't get filmed. That was nearly 3 years ago. Grudge much?
Anyway, after initially having heartburn that first day after finding out, I haven't really had a problem since then. I don't know if it was the stress of knowing or what, but I count my lucky stars that the last week and a half or so have been pretty uneventful. This week has brought on some new pregnancy symptoms. Especially exhaustion. I have been so tired that I've had to nap in my car on my lunches. I am really tired, but when I finally do get home I can't get to sleep. My mind is running. I feel guilty that the house is a mess. I need to cook dinner. Oh and I'm also feeling horrible that I haven't been exercising much at all. I've also been waking during the night because I have to pee. And, every time I've woke up even a little to roll over or something, it has hit me like a ton of bricks that I'm pregnant. Oh my god, I'm pregnant. Then I get up, pee and get back in bed only to lye awake for awhile just thinking and worrying about everything.
As of yesterday, Thursday the 28th, I've also started having uterine cramping and round ligament pain. As I said to my friends who are both pregnant too... this is probably one of the only times when googeling has been relief inducing. It appears that my uterus is just expanding to house my growing embryo and the ligaments that hold up my uterus are stretching too. Maureen assured me that she's been having cramping for weeks. So I have this to look forward to for awhile.
I don't want to sound like I'm ungrateful for this pre-baby. I don't want to whine too much, but this whole process is really crazy. It is difficult to wrap my mind around all the changes that are going on inside my body. I feel like I don't want to get too excited yet either. I know I'm coming across as apathetic when I speak to people, but I know myself. If things don't work out. It is going to be really tough. We got so excited when we had that first positive test. We definitely told more people than I thought we would have... or than I think we should have. I'm very apprehensive about really connecting to the embryo yet. I know we all started the same way, but with a 20% or more percentage of miscarriage it is a reality that this pregnancy could end much sooner than we'd like. I'm nothing if not pragmatic.
How long did it take you to settle into your pregnancy? Were you apprehensive at all?
Anyway, after initially having heartburn that first day after finding out, I haven't really had a problem since then. I don't know if it was the stress of knowing or what, but I count my lucky stars that the last week and a half or so have been pretty uneventful. This week has brought on some new pregnancy symptoms. Especially exhaustion. I have been so tired that I've had to nap in my car on my lunches. I am really tired, but when I finally do get home I can't get to sleep. My mind is running. I feel guilty that the house is a mess. I need to cook dinner. Oh and I'm also feeling horrible that I haven't been exercising much at all. I've also been waking during the night because I have to pee. And, every time I've woke up even a little to roll over or something, it has hit me like a ton of bricks that I'm pregnant. Oh my god, I'm pregnant. Then I get up, pee and get back in bed only to lye awake for awhile just thinking and worrying about everything.
As of yesterday, Thursday the 28th, I've also started having uterine cramping and round ligament pain. As I said to my friends who are both pregnant too... this is probably one of the only times when googeling has been relief inducing. It appears that my uterus is just expanding to house my growing embryo and the ligaments that hold up my uterus are stretching too. Maureen assured me that she's been having cramping for weeks. So I have this to look forward to for awhile.
I don't want to sound like I'm ungrateful for this pre-baby. I don't want to whine too much, but this whole process is really crazy. It is difficult to wrap my mind around all the changes that are going on inside my body. I feel like I don't want to get too excited yet either. I know I'm coming across as apathetic when I speak to people, but I know myself. If things don't work out. It is going to be really tough. We got so excited when we had that first positive test. We definitely told more people than I thought we would have... or than I think we should have. I'm very apprehensive about really connecting to the embryo yet. I know we all started the same way, but with a 20% or more percentage of miscarriage it is a reality that this pregnancy could end much sooner than we'd like. I'm nothing if not pragmatic.
How long did it take you to settle into your pregnancy? Were you apprehensive at all?
Salamander 1.0 - Week 4
I thought I got my period on Saturday. It was due on Friday according to my phone app. I went out to lunch with my girlfriends Melissa and Maureen... who both happen to be pregnant. I ordered two beers at Melissa's prodding. I figured why not, Maureen had driven. What's two beers? By the time we left Empire Brewing, I had a bit of a buzz on. We decided to hit the mall for some light shopping. We walked around. Stopped in at Motherhood for a belly band for Maureen and JCP for pillows for Melissa. Nothing was very eventful.
Maureen drove us back to Oswego and we were home by about 6:30 or so. I called Dave, but he was hanging out at Brian and Joe's. I dropped off leftovers from our lunch to him and stopped by Mo's to watch a movie. Their playstation wasn't working so we ended up watching last season episodes of True Blood in her bedroom while she looked through some pregnancy books I brought over. A mutual friend of ours loaned them to me when I said that we'd be trying for a baby after May last year. They'd been sitting at my house and I didn't have a use for them yet so I figured she could get some reading in. I stayed till around 10:30 and drove home.
Dave was already home. He commented on how ridiculous those guys were. How he really wasn't at the same time in life as they were. How he didn't actually have a very good time. I went to change my tampon and realized that I hadn't bled. I mentioned it to Dave and he blew it off. He told me it was wishful thinking. We snuggled on the couch, watch TV... I fell asleep... and then headed up to bed at 12:30. I figured it would be good, we could sleep in a bit, have breakfast, possibly go to the gym before Joe came over to brew a batch of beer at 10am.
The morning came. We slowly got out of bed. Nonchalantly talked about all the stuff that would need to be done before a baby arrived anyway. We went downstairs and I convinced Dave to make waffles and to skip the gym. I commented that I still wasn't bleeding. He said well take a test or at least check to see if you're bleeding now. I said ok and went upstairs... looked to find a test in my luggage. We'd traveled to my parents last month when I'd had a late period. I'd bought a box of tests while we were down there. I didn't find the test I was looking for but did find one left from a box that expired April 2011. I yelled down to Dave that I was going to take a test.
He must not have heard me because he didn't say anything. I really didn't think much of it. I peed on the stick, put the cap on it and put it on the back of the toilet. By the time I'd wiped and turned around to look at it while I was pulling my pants up... it was positive. I yelled Dave's name twice and met him on the stairs. I couldn't speak. He asked if I was pregnant and I nodded yes. We both ran upstairs to confirm that the stick was in fact positive. It was... and still is this morning. Dave took a picture with his phone, we hugged and got a bit teary. Then we went downstairs to finish making breakfast and decide who to tell.
I really didn't expect this at all. We've been trying for awhile, but there had been a two cycle lull when I was going through my health issues in Dec-February. We'd just talked about how lucky we were I wasn't pregnant in December because of the probability that I'd have to have surgery. Now just a few short months later I've been through surgery, healed, gone through a long round of antibiotics and found out I'm pregnant. It seems that when something new happens it comes in waves. Tidal waves.
Now, only a day after I peed positive, I already have heartburn and nausea. I didn't expect that so soon. Did you have common pregnancy symptoms before or after you found out you were pregnant?
Maureen drove us back to Oswego and we were home by about 6:30 or so. I called Dave, but he was hanging out at Brian and Joe's. I dropped off leftovers from our lunch to him and stopped by Mo's to watch a movie. Their playstation wasn't working so we ended up watching last season episodes of True Blood in her bedroom while she looked through some pregnancy books I brought over. A mutual friend of ours loaned them to me when I said that we'd be trying for a baby after May last year. They'd been sitting at my house and I didn't have a use for them yet so I figured she could get some reading in. I stayed till around 10:30 and drove home.
Dave was already home. He commented on how ridiculous those guys were. How he really wasn't at the same time in life as they were. How he didn't actually have a very good time. I went to change my tampon and realized that I hadn't bled. I mentioned it to Dave and he blew it off. He told me it was wishful thinking. We snuggled on the couch, watch TV... I fell asleep... and then headed up to bed at 12:30. I figured it would be good, we could sleep in a bit, have breakfast, possibly go to the gym before Joe came over to brew a batch of beer at 10am.
The morning came. We slowly got out of bed. Nonchalantly talked about all the stuff that would need to be done before a baby arrived anyway. We went downstairs and I convinced Dave to make waffles and to skip the gym. I commented that I still wasn't bleeding. He said well take a test or at least check to see if you're bleeding now. I said ok and went upstairs... looked to find a test in my luggage. We'd traveled to my parents last month when I'd had a late period. I'd bought a box of tests while we were down there. I didn't find the test I was looking for but did find one left from a box that expired April 2011. I yelled down to Dave that I was going to take a test.
He must not have heard me because he didn't say anything. I really didn't think much of it. I peed on the stick, put the cap on it and put it on the back of the toilet. By the time I'd wiped and turned around to look at it while I was pulling my pants up... it was positive. I yelled Dave's name twice and met him on the stairs. I couldn't speak. He asked if I was pregnant and I nodded yes. We both ran upstairs to confirm that the stick was in fact positive. It was... and still is this morning. Dave took a picture with his phone, we hugged and got a bit teary. Then we went downstairs to finish making breakfast and decide who to tell.
I really didn't expect this at all. We've been trying for awhile, but there had been a two cycle lull when I was going through my health issues in Dec-February. We'd just talked about how lucky we were I wasn't pregnant in December because of the probability that I'd have to have surgery. Now just a few short months later I've been through surgery, healed, gone through a long round of antibiotics and found out I'm pregnant. It seems that when something new happens it comes in waves. Tidal waves.
Now, only a day after I peed positive, I already have heartburn and nausea. I didn't expect that so soon. Did you have common pregnancy symptoms before or after you found out you were pregnant?
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