It's been a little while, since all my systems aren't working correctly at work and I'm not in the mood to start schoolwork yet, you are stuck with my ramblings.
Just had my check up on Monday for the baby, 17 weeks now and the heartbeat is good! Little man got to come with me and hear the heartbeat. At first he was worried the doctor was doing something weird to Mommy but when I explained it to him he seemed to understand. I'm finally feeling like myself (only slightly rounder). Nausea seems to have dissipated as long as I chew gum to rid myself of the after taste of any food. I have energy, which is good because the hubs and I have a 5K and I have to get back into wogging. Lil man does seem to grasp that he is getting a sibling, although he keeps telling me he wants a brother AND a sister.
School is going well, a bit overwhelming some days, but still good. I most likely will get to walk in May and my clinical rotations still need some tweaking. Not sure if it will be done before or after the baby, or a mix of both. My real worry is how much time I will be without a job and supporting the expanded family.
Today is my birthday, I am officially 32 years old. Do I feel different? Nope, just another day and another dollar. I told the hubby that we were low key this year for birthdays, Valentines, and our Anniversary so we can cut corners with money and save for the baby. Which makes this day anti-climactic. I chose not to say anything to anybody at work, and I don't think Kate will remember. Not sure if it was a good thing or not, but I hate that person that practically sings "IT'S MA BIRTHDAY" all week long up until their birthday. I've done it before and I feel stupid, plus I usually try to get the day off, but since I'm saving my time off for the baby being mum will have to do. The other thing is my well intentioned hubby bought me flowers yesterday.... not sure what his intention was there, but that gives me nothing to look forward to when he comes home (well other than him). Am I being a selfish spoiled brat? I don't know but I do love the flowers and he is a well intentioned sweetheart.
Well have a wonderful day and hopefully you aren't spending your Valentines completely alone.
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Friday, January 17, 2014
Not Going to Worry About It!
We had our "11 week" check-up on Monday, it was the one where they can look at the fluid behind the baby's neck to determine if there is a chance of Down Syndrome or any other chromosomal abnormalities, it's call the Nuchal Translucency Screen. Doctor said it looked perfectly normal. What we weren't expecting is that the baby is measuring at 13 weeks instead of the 11w4d we were expecting. My doctor felt that was to much of a big jump to ignore so he moved my due date from 31Jul to 21Jul.
This made me feel better to the fact that I'm already showing. I feel like I look like a bloated cow with a nice green glow. Not a newly pregnant glowing beautiful woman.
Which leads me to the whole weight thing. I have been sick since Thanksgiving, and eating things that sound good, not what I really want. For example I love peppermint for Christmas time, and the thought makes me want to vomit. Thankfully my current aversion's also include ANYTHING fast food related (barf!). I have had a lot of carb cravings like bagels, I want steak and milk ALL THE TIME, and salad!
I also have not really worked out because between getting up at 0500 for work, school, and growing a human, I get home at 4 and I'm pooped. It is not for lack of wanting to run, I see runners and see people posting workouts and I long for it. Then another bout of nausea hits, and I'm reminded I don't want to ruin my love for running with a rewind of what I had to eat for lunch.
This has lead to me gradually working in walking, with the hopes of starting to run in a few weeks as the nausea abates little by little. I am no longer going to weigh myself either. I didn't last time and gained about 40 lbs (not normal but not horrid either). I'm going to listen to what my body is telling me it wants, and keeping as active as I can.
Looking forward to some alone time with the hubs this weekend!
Have an amazing weekend!
This made me feel better to the fact that I'm already showing. I feel like I look like a bloated cow with a nice green glow. Not a newly pregnant glowing beautiful woman.
Which leads me to the whole weight thing. I have been sick since Thanksgiving, and eating things that sound good, not what I really want. For example I love peppermint for Christmas time, and the thought makes me want to vomit. Thankfully my current aversion's also include ANYTHING fast food related (barf!). I have had a lot of carb cravings like bagels, I want steak and milk ALL THE TIME, and salad!
I also have not really worked out because between getting up at 0500 for work, school, and growing a human, I get home at 4 and I'm pooped. It is not for lack of wanting to run, I see runners and see people posting workouts and I long for it. Then another bout of nausea hits, and I'm reminded I don't want to ruin my love for running with a rewind of what I had to eat for lunch.
This has lead to me gradually working in walking, with the hopes of starting to run in a few weeks as the nausea abates little by little. I am no longer going to weigh myself either. I didn't last time and gained about 40 lbs (not normal but not horrid either). I'm going to listen to what my body is telling me it wants, and keeping as active as I can.
Looking forward to some alone time with the hubs this weekend!
Have an amazing weekend!
Thursday, January 9, 2014
As If Life Couldn't Get more Crazy
I has been 5 months since my last blog post.
Did I mention that I work 30 hours/wk, 16 credits in school, Mom, Wife, and helper of my parents?
It's been a crazy semester!! I completed another 5K with my entire family; Mom, Dad, Hubs, and lil man.
The hubs is still kicking butt at work. Making more money last year for his branch than the year before. Still the Assistant Manager with hopes that his manager will pull his head out of his rear and get him some training to be a manager himself.
Lil man turned 3 in October with a construction party. He had his few friends over, got spoiled and had fun. He also moved into a big boy bed (sniff...) and he gets out of bed but doesn't leave his room. His favorite thing to do is get books and look at them in bed. Takes after his Momma!
His current favorite things are: race cars, super heroes, Curious George, and watching Super Hero movies with Daddy.
In other news, we unexpectedly found out that I'm currently due July 31st to have Spencer Baby number 2! Definitely a shock to the family, and definitely unexpected. The hubby and I were talking about it, but apparently that's all we need to do is talk about it. Puts a wrench in my graduation plans for school, but we will adjust fire and figure things out.
My workouts have been non existent due to super duper annoying all day 'morning' sickness, fatigue, and ungodly amount of cold weather and snow. Pregnancy goals are to do a few 5K's whether they are walking or running I don't care but I want to be more active than I was with lil man.
No promises on the keeping up front, it's another 16 credit semester ahead.
Thanks for dropping by!
Did I mention that I work 30 hours/wk, 16 credits in school, Mom, Wife, and helper of my parents?
It's been a crazy semester!! I completed another 5K with my entire family; Mom, Dad, Hubs, and lil man.
The hubs and I along with my sister (from another mister) and one of her friends completed our first 5K obstacle course.
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| Compression shirt and capris are recommended. I felt like I was wearing a diaper.
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I also completed my 2nd Half Marathon, this time with one of my fantastic friends Kate. One of her friends joined us but she left us in the dust after about a mile. I didn't beat my time this year, but I wanted to finish with Kate and we had some issues along the way. I hope to beat that for my next half.
This semester at school was certainly a busy one! I definitely found that I like working in a lab, and that I'm comfortable with most things. Basic Transfusion Medicine was not my favorite, and probably won't be because the though of potentially killing someone because I get their blood type wrong is scary (that's why I didn't want to be a doctor). I ended the semester with 5 A's, 2 B's and 1 C. Pretty happy with that.The hubs is still kicking butt at work. Making more money last year for his branch than the year before. Still the Assistant Manager with hopes that his manager will pull his head out of his rear and get him some training to be a manager himself.
Lil man turned 3 in October with a construction party. He had his few friends over, got spoiled and had fun. He also moved into a big boy bed (sniff...) and he gets out of bed but doesn't leave his room. His favorite thing to do is get books and look at them in bed. Takes after his Momma!
His current favorite things are: race cars, super heroes, Curious George, and watching Super Hero movies with Daddy.
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| So excited! |
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| First night in his big boy bed. |
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| The first time cake didn't completely come out of the pan worked in my favor. |
My workouts have been non existent due to super duper annoying all day 'morning' sickness, fatigue, and ungodly amount of cold weather and snow. Pregnancy goals are to do a few 5K's whether they are walking or running I don't care but I want to be more active than I was with lil man.
No promises on the keeping up front, it's another 16 credit semester ahead.
Thanks for dropping by!
Thursday, August 1, 2013
Thin Doesn't Mean Fit
I was perusing my usual news websites this morning at work during my breakfast break when I came across an article about Lululemon. I have never been particularly interested in their gear or Athletica, because it's ridiculously expensive. I'm perfectly ok running in either my Danskin stuff from Wally World or my new love for Old Navy Active wear. My favorite shirts are my run t-shirts I get from my various races.
Anyways, back to my soapbox moment. What really made me angry was the fact that they relegate larger sizes (10's and 12s) to the back of the store. Really?? 10s and 12s are larger sizes?? Shouldn't those be the average sizes?
I used to think for the longest time that the only way that I looked good was if I was super duper skinny and had no lumpy parts. It took me the better part of 25 years to realize that I was never going to be stick thin and never going to be super skinny. I finally accepted that fact, and then gained 30 lbs because I was happy and in love and ate what my boyfriend ate (now husband).
It took me the better part of 18 months to loose about half that weight, and then I got pregnant. I've since lost all but 7 lbs of the baby weight, which makes me still about 20 lbs off of my goal weight.
I am considered obese by doctor standards, military standards, and just general public standards. In certain ways I don't look like I weigh 213 lbs, (sometimes I think I look like I weight more than that), but I do and I've accepted it to a degree.
The funny thing is I am in better shape now than I was 5 years ago at a happier weight. Meaning I could outrun my 25 year old self and not be winded. I am not at a weight that I should be, mostly by military standards, and partly on my own standards. My ultimate goal is to finally make it out of the 200's and just be comfortable. I don't feel fat (all the time) but I am mostly comfortable with the way that I look. If the military wasn't so strict on the standards about weight (meaning I wish they care more about my fitness) then I don't think I would stress as much.
The point is that it's not about how you look on the outside, it's about what you feel on the inside and how fit you are because you make right choices. I know I could kick ass running, lifting, or any other fitness type event better than some of those skinny minis/spaghetti thin girls.
Anyways, back to my soapbox moment. What really made me angry was the fact that they relegate larger sizes (10's and 12s) to the back of the store. Really?? 10s and 12s are larger sizes?? Shouldn't those be the average sizes?
I used to think for the longest time that the only way that I looked good was if I was super duper skinny and had no lumpy parts. It took me the better part of 25 years to realize that I was never going to be stick thin and never going to be super skinny. I finally accepted that fact, and then gained 30 lbs because I was happy and in love and ate what my boyfriend ate (now husband).
It took me the better part of 18 months to loose about half that weight, and then I got pregnant. I've since lost all but 7 lbs of the baby weight, which makes me still about 20 lbs off of my goal weight.
I am considered obese by doctor standards, military standards, and just general public standards. In certain ways I don't look like I weigh 213 lbs, (sometimes I think I look like I weight more than that), but I do and I've accepted it to a degree.
The funny thing is I am in better shape now than I was 5 years ago at a happier weight. Meaning I could outrun my 25 year old self and not be winded. I am not at a weight that I should be, mostly by military standards, and partly on my own standards. My ultimate goal is to finally make it out of the 200's and just be comfortable. I don't feel fat (all the time) but I am mostly comfortable with the way that I look. If the military wasn't so strict on the standards about weight (meaning I wish they care more about my fitness) then I don't think I would stress as much.
The point is that it's not about how you look on the outside, it's about what you feel on the inside and how fit you are because you make right choices. I know I could kick ass running, lifting, or any other fitness type event better than some of those skinny minis/spaghetti thin girls.
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Killing Time
I wasn't sure I was going to write a post today, because I had a lot of work to do and little time to do it.
Unfortunately, I sit here 30 minutes from the end of my work day, or 30 minutes away from my 1 week vacation, with nothing to do.
I'm super excited for going to the Oregon Coast for vacation. This will be little man, and my Mom's first time seeing the Pacific Ocean.
I love anything to do with water, so being able to go to the ocean is ultimately a wonderful time for me. Even if it's not supposed to get above 65 the whole time we are there.
We rented out a little cottage down by the ocean, for cheaper than it would have cost to rent two hotel rooms. We save on money a bit by being able to make some meals.
I am the super organizer, so the family has left it up to me to pack things up and organize a plan for getting everything into the van. Which is like heaven to me. It will be even better because the hubby and lil man will be out of my hair because they are dropping the dog off at the in-laws.
Until after my trip, you all have a good week!
Unfortunately, I sit here 30 minutes from the end of my work day, or 30 minutes away from my 1 week vacation, with nothing to do.
I'm super excited for going to the Oregon Coast for vacation. This will be little man, and my Mom's first time seeing the Pacific Ocean.
I love anything to do with water, so being able to go to the ocean is ultimately a wonderful time for me. Even if it's not supposed to get above 65 the whole time we are there.
We rented out a little cottage down by the ocean, for cheaper than it would have cost to rent two hotel rooms. We save on money a bit by being able to make some meals.
I am the super organizer, so the family has left it up to me to pack things up and organize a plan for getting everything into the van. Which is like heaven to me. It will be even better because the hubby and lil man will be out of my hair because they are dropping the dog off at the in-laws.
Until after my trip, you all have a good week!
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